The two other men were stirring now, leaving Melanie in an exhausted heap on the floor, moving rapidly across the floor toward her. It seemed unbelievable that they could still retain any form of sexual desire after their powerful orgasms with her sister, but even to Penny's inexperienced eyes, it was quickly obvious what the men had in store for her.
She sought to break away, but Jed Wilson's hands were like iron upon her slender arms now. Pinned and immobile, she let out a soft, wailing cry, unable to do anything but sob out her grief and resignedly await the lecherous fate which was advancing stealthily upon her.
CHAPTER FIVE
The three men wasted no time on preliminaries in their undressing of young Penny Tucker. It seemed obvious that the interlude with Melanie, far from sating their desires, had merely had the effect of heightening them, driving them onward and upward to new and unheard-of plateaus of sexual need. They set upon her like wild animals, swiftly shredding her thin blouse and tight, clinging skirt, tossing the scraps of those ruined garments aside and pouncing upon her naked, luscious torso.
Penny felt herself thrust down and onto the floor, borne there by the combined weight of her three rabid attackers. They pinned her there easily, each man taking turns holding her down while the others swiftly, eagerly stripped off the remainder of their clothing. In short order they were all naked, towering over her like caricatures of Greek sculpture, their long, fat cocks quiveringly erect and looming out over the naked young girl's prostrate torso.
Penny was sobbing bitterly, deathly afraid of what ordeal these men might have in store for her. The attack by Bart Masters upstairs in her own bedroom had been bad enough, and worse yet was the cruel assault which she had viewed upon her younger sister, Melanie. But now, she was simply unable to understand how three men could possess her naked body at the same time, although that seemed to be what they were all intent upon doing.
Swiftly, without so much as a word of explanation, Penny felt herself being tugged and manhandled over onto one side, so that Jed Wilson was positioned at her head, Bart Masters at her back, and Tom Watson directly in front of her, his bare knees chafing regularly against the tingling little buds of her erectile nipples.
Suddenly, Penny got a dreadful insight into the method the three men intended to use in their simultaneous ravishment of her trembling naked torso. Bart Masters had dropped to a prone position behind her, and Watson was following suit in front of her, both of the men snuggling up close against her body so that their hairy and muscular nakedness was pressed intimately against her own bare, silken flesh. Penny could clearly feel the jutting shafts of their cocks, Watson's nestled tight against the curly forest of her exposed pubic hair, and Masters' pressing itself closely into the tight cleft between her luscious little ass cheeks.
A sudden thrill of fear shot through Penny as she realized at once, grimly, what Masters had in mind for her. He meant to fuck her back there, in her asshole, and the very idea, the thought of the pain and abject humiliation that rear entry must entail, was enough to bring tears of grief and abject self-pity to her tightly closed eyes.
The lecherous men who held her captive were undismayed and unmoved by her open sobbing and mumbled little pleas for mercy. Their mutual desire for her ripe young woman's body already had progressed much too far for them to even contemplate turning back at that late stage of the game. In fact, the three of them could think of nothing but the rapid and forceful conquest of that trembling, luscious female form, and the thrusting of their long and pulsating penises into any bodily orifice made available.
Tom Watson took the lead, guiding his fat cock with one hand in an insidious tickling path along the slightly splayed slit of Penny's hungry little cunt. His lewd genital touch there surprised her, involuntarily awakening the same lewd tingling sensations which she had sought so strongly to suppress as she watched the double degradation of her younger sister. Now, as his blunt penile glans made electrifying contact with her budding little clit and tracked on to swirl incitefully about the rubbery mouth of her secret vagina itself, more sobs were forced from her throat. This time, however, there was passion and humiliation mingled in with the cries of hopeless grief, and Penny realized that already her ripe woman's body was beginning to betray her, just as it had during her earlier bedroom encounter with gang leader Bart Masters.
Behind Penny, Masters sensed with a magician's knowledge the effect which Watson's genital ministrations was having upon the young female captive. Slowly, almost cautiously, he began to maneuver and manipulate his own thrusting cock along the tight cleft of her ass, pausing on each slithering stroke to probe with his cockhead at the tight, clasping little opening of her anus. That lewd anal contact caused Penny to squirm determinedly away from Masters, but such motions only made her ripe cunt more accessible to Tom Watson, and thus had the effect of redoubling the young girl's erotic dilemma.
Watson had poised his long and pulsating cock at the very mouth of Penny's secret little vagina, and as the girl squirmed energetically toward him, he used the golden opportunity to thrust his own hips forward, burying fully half of his cock in the clasping heated depths of her little love tunnel. The big man let a gasp of pure animal lust and passion escape from between his clenched teeth as the overwhelming sensations of her heated little cunt swept over his lower body, seeming to set his jangling nerve endings on fire. He began to thrust more energetically with his pelvis, worming his thick organ inch by delicious inch until the entire fleshy length of his penile shaft was buried inside Penny's fluttering little belly, and his dark curling pubic hair had meshed intimately with her own.
The young woman gasped and writhed at that sudden, inescapable invasion of her loins, struggling in vain to free herself from the clutches of the big man who was now raping her loins. Tom Watson was holding her far too tightly, however, and Penny immediately learned to her sorrow that she could not possibly break free of his powerful clutches. Finally, resigning herself to being trapped there with his long cock thrusting ruthlessly upward into her cunt, she was able to slightly relax some of her internal muscles, thus easing to some degree the pain she had felt at his initial entry.
The young woman was shocked and more than a little horrified when she found that the easing of the pain changed her whole outlook at what was happening to her. Instead of the initial agony, she now felt a very real and insidious sensual pleasure beginning to radiate outward from her violated little cunt, quick warm flames of mounting passion fanning upward across her heaving abdomen to ignite little responsive fires of budding lust in the pliant, vibrant cones of her breasts. She began, albeit unconsciously and involuntarily, to fuck back at the big man's invading penis, locking her legs tightly around his thick thighs and humping almost desperately against his pelvis, seeking to suck every single inch of him into her hungry twat.
From his vantage point behind Penny, Bart Masters was well able to judge and witness her grudging, then enthusiastic reaction to Tom Watson's lewd and energetic fucking. Taking his own silent cue from the girl's obvious pleasure, he stopped tracking his own cock along the tight little cleft of her ass, and poised the blunt glans instead at the very rubbery little mouth of her secret rectum itself. Slowly, insidiously, Masters began to squirm his hips forward, probing forcefully against that elastic little anal sphincter with the thick tip of his red and pulsating cock.