The other guys moved in on her. She saw their faces filled with lust as they crouched down low. Then their hands pinned her to the ground while they slid all over her body, pawing at her flesh. And Bob was the one who handled her the roughest.
"Let's tie her," Bob said. "That way she won't be able to move around so much."
"No!" Barbara screamed. The thought of being held down by ropes, tormented by all these wild teenagers, was too much for her. She tried to fight the guys off but there were too many of them. Once she managed to get to her feet, but as soon as she ran she heard a loud yelling and laughing from all of the teenagers. And then they chased her. She was tossed from guy to guy, and always they held her tight, feeling her up, and then they'd let her go. Only to be caught again. It was just a game to them. But it was a rough game and Barbara knew she could only lose.
After tormenting her for a few minutes, hunting her through the woods as if she was just an animal, they got tired of the game. And then the laughing stopped.
While two guys held her arms, forcing them behind her, Bob grabbed the front of her jeans and pulled her towards him. He led her to a small clearing in the woods. There were two thin trees spaced close together wit just enough room for a person to walk through.
"This is the spot," Bob said. He grabbed her hips and held her still. Barbara struggled with him but she couldn't get away. Not because he was strong enough to stop her, but because she was too weak with fright. Helpless, she just stood there, crying and moaning, while they worked on her. The two guys fled her arms first, spreading them wide so that each wrist was bound to a tree. The rough rope tore into her skin. She strained at them but knew she could never get free. And all the while Bob stood in front of her, grinning at her.
They fled her ankles next, fastening the ropes just as tight around her skin. The guys were nearly silent now and all around her she could hear heavy breathing. They were all behind her except for Bob, and she knew what that meant. They wanted her ass, and they were going to get it no matter how much she pleaded with them.
"It's time," Bob said. "Time for another look at your tits." His hands went to her shirt, lingered at the top, and then moved towards the buttons. The look on his face was that of lust but the huge bulge in his pants was that of a man.
"Please, Bob," she whispered. "Let me go. Let me go back to my cabin and I'll be real good to you."
He laughed. "You'll be real good to me anyway. And you'll be real good to everyone else." He unbuttoned the top button swiftly. Then his hands moved down her shirt. He crushed her tits through the faded material and lifted them up and down. His fingers dug into her, tearing at her flesh. Her nipples grew hard, though, and pressed against his searching palms. He felt it, and then he smiled. "You can stop acting," he said. "I know you love this, you're just a cock hungry bitch, aren't you? You love every fucking minute of it."
She stared at him and then saw that the smile was gone from his face. His grip tightened around her huge jugs and then he twisted hard. Barbara groaned and tried to get away but all she could do was sway back and forth. The ropes that bound her were just too tight. And then, as he squeezed harder and harder, crushing her tender flesh, she knew what he wanted. An answer. "Yes," she said, gritting her teeth. "Yes, I love it, I love every minute of it."
"Good," Bob said. He released her tits. But then he went back to her blouse, working the buttons loose one by one. When she was unbuttoned halfway down her chest he reached inside and grabbed her bare tits. He pulled her left tit out of the blouse and then sucked on it greedily with his mouth. He pushed her flesh in and out, sucking her hard nipple into his mouth. And then his other hand crushed her right tit. The pleasure and the pain mixed together and caused her to moan out loud.
Then Bob ripped her shirt open the rest of the way. Her huge jiggling tits flopped out into the open and he stared at the twin mounds with lust. As his mouth planted onto her chest again she felt rough hands tearing at the back of her jeans. She looked down and saw two strong hands pulling at the snap. Then they moved down her hips until they found the zipper. At the same time she felt a hard cock stabbing at the back of her jeans. A stiff bare cock, and it was pressing right into her asshole.
She looked over her shoulder and saw that it was a longhaired teenager, a husky one that she'd seen around the camp before. There was beer on his breath and she knew that he'd been drinking all night, drinking to get up his courage to do this to her. To stick his prick into her asshole.
He unzipped her jeans and then pulled them down her thighs. His wet cock pressed right into her panties, prodding her asshole. "Uhhhh, that feels good, doesn't it?" he said. "A nice hard dick for your sweet ass."
"No," Barbara said. "Don't do it. What's your name? Tell me your name." She pleaded with him, her voice little more than a whimper.
"Andy," he said. "Why? Does it make any difference if you know who's fucking you?"
"Listen, Andy, don't do it to me, not now. Later I'll make you feel good."
He laughed. It wouldn't work with him. And it wouldn't work with any of them. There was no way she could reason with them. Once more she struggled at the ropes but all she managed to do was hurt her wrists as the rope cut into her.
Bob had his jeans down now. His cock was pointing straight at her cunt. He moved closer to her, rubbing his wet head against her thighs. He moved back and forth, teasing her by touching her wet cunt with his hard throbbing prick. She dripped all over. She couldn't help but respond to the sight and the feel of his rigid flesh.
"Go ahead," she said. "Go ahead and fuck me. Stick it into my hole."
Bob suddenly thrust into her. His cock pierced her dripping cunt lips and shot up deep inside her. Then he plunged in and out. With the feel of his warm and wet meat inside of her Barbara was helpless. It felt so good, so hot. She moved her hips up and down, driving her wide open cunt onto his prick. And then the wet slaps of flesh grew faster and faster. In and out his prick sloshed, stabbing at her juicy slit, hammering away deep inside of her. His skinny body slid against her and his hands clutched at her huge bobbling tits, pulling them down while he drove dick into her pussy.
Then her panties were pulled down to her thighs. She was bare ass now and she knew it would only be a few seconds before Andy shoved his cock into her tight hole. "Ram it," she said. "Ram it into my ass. I don't care what you do to me any more. Just stick me with cock." Her sex urges were taking over now, making her want cock more than anything else in the world. Cock, she thought, all of that teenage cock pounding away at me. And the cum, the hot cum. That would be the best, all that squirting hot white juice inside of her. "Fuck it," she said. "Fuck it."
He gripped her hips and pulled at her flesh, making her crack get nice and wide. Then the rigid dick slid up and down her ass cheeks, getting her nice and wet with the few drops of juice that leaked out of his throbbing tip. Barbara looked around her and she saw the other guys moving in front of her, watching her take dick in her ass and her cunt at the same time. They were watching her with naked lust in their eyes, getting stiffer with each second, as her half naked and bound body shook back and forth with steady strokes of cock.