"Yeah, they're for real," Kent said, squeezing her tits. "Hey, Jim, cop a feel."
"Don't mind if I do," Jim said, coming over to touch Vicky's big ripe melons. He rubbed his hands over the hot quivering flesh and gave a long low whistle. "Fantastic," he sighed.
Vicky felt sharp tight panic in her belly. She could see what this W88 all leading to. A bunch of horny boys, plenty of booze-it could only mean that they'd all try to ball her. She whimpered and tried to break away, but Mike's huge hands held her arms firmly.
"Hey, honey," he said drunkenly, "don't leave yet. We're all gonna have a party. You're the guest of honor. Ain't she, brothers?"
"Yeah, and she's the main course, too," said Todd.
"Well, let's get to it," Kent said impatiently. "Get the rest of her clothes off."
"Oh, no," said Vicky.
She felt rough eager hands tugging off her clothes, lifting her up… she was lying stark naked in the center of the rug a circle of eager eyes focused on the coppery puff of her morn and the slick pink tissues of her snatch. It was like a nightmare, and she couldn't wake up.
"Don't make me wait," Kent said gruffly. "I'm so horny, I could kill."
They all laughed. "Well, you better do something about it, then," said Tod.
Before Vicky's horrified eyes, the boys all began to undress. Kent was a tall lanky kid of eighteen with long brown hair and a hawkish nose. She gawked at his exposed penis-it was skinny but incredibly long. He saw where she was looking, and he chuckled.
"Yeah, that's some dong, ain't it, baby?" he said. "Reaches halfway down the block when it's hard. I bet you'll really get off on it."
Shuddering, Vicky rolled onto her hands and knees and started crawling for the door. Vaguely she knew she had no chance for escape. Kent watched her, laughing soundlessly, as he quickly pumped his semi-limp penis into full taut erection. It waved heavily, menacingly, in front of him as he approached her.
"Nooo," Vicky wailed, "Nooo.."
"Don't pay no attention to that," said Tod. "She always says no at first. But later, man, wow.."
Vicky sprang to her feet, Kent hot after her. He backed her up against a wall. She stared at his grinning young face in honor, felt his sweaty strong hands reaching behind her, cupping her taut buttocks. He wrenched her forward, and she felt the cruel knife of his long skinny prick stabbing into the dry mouth of her cunt.
"Awwwww!" she screamed.
Kent forced her legs apart with his sharp knees, dug his rigid pointed prick deeper into her tight resisting cunt. She was flat against the wall and couldn't escape his brutal impalement. She felt his hard cockhead stabbing cruelly against her tender womb. He was panting loudly as he began to rape her, his enormously long dick slicing and jabbing deep and furiously in her quivering depths.
"Noooo," she wailed, "it's too long, it hurts…"
"You bet it's long," Kent gasped. "Gonna come right out your mouth if you don't relax and ride with it. Take it easy, baby.., juice up for me… you're too dry."
Vicky whimpered and shrieked as his cruel sharp prick reamed her again and again. The other boys crowded close to watch, their eyes focused hotly on Kent's long pale dick as it sliced furiously in and out of her hair-fringed pussylips. They licked their lips, grinned maliciously-as if she were a sideshow performance for their amusement. She knew she couldn't expect a grain of sympathy from any of them.
"This ain't no good," Kent panted. "She's too friggin' dry. Help me hold her. There's a better way…"
Again strong young arms lifted her, Kent muttering some instructions, and Vicky found herself held aloft with her legs spread wide. Mike held her under the arms, and Tod and Jim each held a leg, spread-eagling her for Kent. He grinned wickedly and stepped between her legs, fingering his long erect rosy dick.
"Now I can get in," he said.
Vicky screamed in horror as she felt his cruelly sharp long prick stabbing deep into her belly again. In this position her dryness made no difference, and he could fuck her freely. His buddies had a better view, too. They grinned and gawked as they watched his pounding pale cock stretching the small lips of her cunt, sinking deep into her, right down to his wildly flapping balls. Then Vicky felt something besides pain-the urgent fullness of her bladder. Kent's thick cock was slamming and crowding it, and to her shame and horror she just couldn't hold it in.
"Hey, look out!" Tod laughed.
Vicky moaned with mortification as a high yellow arch of urine shot from between the furry lips of her pussy. It hit Kent right on the chest and splattered all over him, to the others shrill amusement.
"Hey, Kent," Jim laughed, "maybe she's tryin' to tell ya something."
Kent didn't reply. He had a strange leer on his face as he watched her yellow stream splatter on his chest and belly. Vicky understood that he enjoyed it, was hotly excited by it.
"Fucked the piss right out of her," he sniggered. That brought another chorus of howls from her audience. Vicky closed her eyes and tried to blot out the horrible shame of it all. After what seemed ages, Kent growled hoarsely and flooded her womb with sizzling come. She felt his limp meat popping out of her, felt herself being lowered to the floor again…
"My turn," said Jim.
He was a rather short but broad-shouldered redhead, a powerful boy with thickly muscled legs and arms. Dizzily Vicky opened her eyes and studied his cock, praying it wouldn't be as long and tarp as Kent's. Her womb ached from the savage battering he'd given her. She almost sighed with relief when she saw Jim's short stubby prick. It was fat, but no more than four inches long, and it couldn't possibly hurt her.
She lay back limp and closed her eyes again, waiting for the next round to be over. She was surprised and frightened when Jim suddenly sat down on her chest, his taut muscular butt resting on the satiny cushion of her big heaving breasts.
"Wha-?" she gasped.
The boy crouched above her, grinning expectantly. His wormy-pale limp penis trailed softly, warmly, across her chin. His dangling rosy balls brushed her neck. When she caught his eye, he leered at her and brought his knees together to hold her head tightly in place.
"Blow me," he said.
The other boys howled with laughter.
"Hey, Jim, ordinary fucking ain't good enough for you, huh?" said Tod.
"I never got blown before," Jim said, eyeing Vicky's full lips intently. "None of the chicks at school will do it. I just wanta find out what it's like. Now, Vicky here, I bet she's a real experienced lady…"
Vicky eyed his prick, so pale it seemed blue-white. It was uncircumcised and ended in a wrinkled pointed tip. It sprang from a tight glistening forest of red hairs. It looked ugly to her, wormy… She felt like gagging.
"Come on, baby, open up," said Jim impatiently.
Vicky moaned and tried to shake her head, but it was locked between his knees. Jim seized her jaws and pinched them, forcing her mouth open, and he stuffed his limp wrinkled cock into her mouth.
"Hey, Jim," somebody taunted, "if she bites, you're in big trouble."
"If she bites," Jim said harshly, "I'll kill her."
She felt the cruel painful grip of his fingers on her jaw, and she knew he meant it. He let go, and Vicky began to suck.
The boys snickered and crouched around her to watch. Dizzily she saw their hot mocking eyes, heard their adolescent taunts.
"Hey, Vicky, that meat taste good?" "Some lunch, huh?"
"You gonna eat his come?"
She sucked tearfully, mechanically, waiting for the nightmare to pass. Jim's cock was like a fat drowsy worm on her tongue. She prayed he'd get hard quickly and shoot his load, but he seemed content just to sit there and leer at her. His face gradually went pink with horny delight, and he began to breathe heavily.
"Yeah, suck it, baby," he crooned, "suck that good meat… Show a little spirit, doll. Do it harder, faster…"
Sobbing, Vicky complied. She sucked him till her jaws ached, as fast and hard as she could, and the noise of her sucking got lewdly loud and slurpy, much to the boys' amusement.