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Abducted
by Tracie
Bubba and his gang were on there way through the rockies when they ran out
of
money and nearly out of gas. They had to score if they expected to make
the
last stretch to Vegas were one of them had friends. They used there last
precious gas to scout out side Gunnison, Colorado for an easy mark that
would
give them time to get away before the cops knew anything had happened.
Finally
outside of the city, in a secluded area,they happen upon a house. The house
is a nice ranch style house on a well kept piece of property. Obviously the
owners had money. The house set back from the rural road on which it is
located. A wooded area borders the house on three sides with no other homes
for at least a quarter of a mile in either direction. There are two cars in
the driveway. Lights are on in a portion of the house but there are no
signs
of activity.
"This has possibilities" Bubba says. " Park down the road away from the
house."
They pull the van off the road and park it in an old unused lane near the
house. In the darkness, they quietly approach the house and cautiously peer
into one of the windows. The house is nicely decorated inside. Bubba feels
there must be something of value in the house. At another window they see
three women sitting in the living room. Even though the house is not empty
this time, the gang feels it is a good choice.
"There has got to be some stuff in there." Bubba tells the gang.
They boldly decide to proceed. To prevent anyone from alerting someone, two
members of the gang cut the phone lines to the house. Then they quietly
sneak
around the house searching for an easy quiet easy way to enter. They find it
at an unlocked back door to the kitchen. Quietly, the gang enters the house
through the kitchen door.
Judith a 34 year old widow and her two daughters Tracene 16 and Heather 12,
are alone in the house. They have just begun what they believe will be a
quiet Saturday evening. The three are engaged in a casual conversation
sitting
on the couch in the living room. The television is tuned into an old science
fiction movie. The trio is totally unaware of the danger that has visited
their home on this dark evening.
The gang, two at a time slowly creep through the kitchen and down a small
dark
hallway that leads to the living room. Bubba stops in the hallway and
carefully scrutinizes the surroundings. The women still have not noticed
their presence. Tracene gets up from her chair and heads towards the kitchen
to get a soda from the refrigerator. She sees a shadowy figure in the
hallway
and lets out a blood curdling scream.
The other women jump to there feet and begin to scatter in fear. The gang
springs towards them like a cat after its prey. The six men chase and grab
each of the women and after a struggle wrestle them to the floor. The women
continue to struggle with the men. One of the gang members pulls out a long
stiletto knife and threatens Judith. As quickly as it had begun the
struggle
stops as the women fear for their lives. Their hands are bound with duct
tape
behind their backs and handerchiefs tied over their eye. The men then guide
them to the living room sofa and force them to sit.
Judith pleads with them not to harm her or her daughters. Bubba questions
her
about valuables in the house. Judith insists that there is nothing of value
in the house. While two members of the gang watch the three women the other
four men ransack the house in search of money, jewelry, or anything else of
value. The women can hear sounds crashing sounds as they search their home.
Failing to find much of value in the house Bubba returns to the living room
to
question the trio further. Judith continues to insists that they have no
valuables in the house and again pleads with the group to leave and not harm
her or her daughters.
Bubba is furious at the prospect of finding nothing in the house. He knew
the
gang would start questioning his judgement if he didn't come up with
something. Shit, they didn't even have the gas to get to the state line.
He
sent two men to bring up the van and syphon the gas from the two in the
driveway.
As they hurried out out Bubba clenched his fists. In frustration he kicks
over
a nearby end table shattering the lamp that was located on it. The women are
startled at the sudden sound of something in the room breaking.
"What are we gone to do with em?" one of the gang members asks.
"Shut up! Line them up over there while I have time to think!" a frustrated
Bubba instructs the gang. He couldn't help the crooked, cruel smile as he
noticed one of his boys kneeling in front of the youngest, staring up
between
her legs. Shit, she was just a kid with nothing much for tits but he'd
fucked
'em that young before, so had Juan.
The women are dragged to their feet and lined up facing one of the walls in
the living room. He and the others look them over carefully. Judith at 34,
had a full body, large breasts, and long brunette hair makes her look much
younger than she actually was. She was about ready to turn in for the
evening
and is clad only in a long satin night gown. It was obvious to all she was
bare breasted beneath the thin shimmering material.
Tracene was 14 years old, with long blond hair. She had a budding body with
breasts that would someday soon rival her mother's in size. She was tall for
14 having taken after her father. She is in excellent shape, she was a
cheerleader in high school..and was quite popular with all the boys. She
is
dressed in a loose T-Shirt bare at the midriff and faded blue jeans shorts
that barely cover her buttocks.
Little Heather is twelve, soon to be thirteen years old and a younger mirror
image of her mother. She is dressed in a pink top with blue lace trim, a
blue
denim skirt that was too short for her age, white knee socks and loafers.
Bubba and his gang were on there way through the rockies when they ran out
of
money and nearly out of gas. They had to score if they expected to make
the
last stretch to Vegas were one of them had friends. They used there last
precious gas to scout out side Gunnison, Colorado for an easy mark that
would
give them time to get away before the cops knew anything had happened.
Finally
outside of the city, in a secluded area,they happen upon a house. The house
is a nice ranch style house on a well kept piece of property. Obviously the
owners had money. The house set back from the rural road on which it is
located. A wooded area borders the house on three sides with no other homes
for at least a quarter of a mile in either direction. There are two cars in
the driveway. Lights are on in a portion of the house but there are no
signs
of activity.
"This has possibilities" Bubba says. " Park down the road away from the
house."
They pull the van off the road and park it in an old unused lane near the
house. In the darkness, they quietly approach the house and cautiously peer
into one of the windows. The house is nicely decorated inside. Bubba feels
there must be something of value in the house. At another window they see
three women sitting in the living room. Even though the house is not empty
this time, the gang feels it is a good choice.
"There has got to be some stuff in there." Bubba tells the gang.
They boldly decide to proceed. To prevent anyone from alerting someone, two
members of the gang cut the phone lines to the house. Then they quietly
sneak
around the house searching for an easy quiet easy way to enter. They find it
at an unlocked back door to the kitchen. Quietly, the gang enters the house
through the kitchen door.
Judith a 34 year old widow and her two daughters Tracene 16 and Heather 12,
are alone in the house. They have just begun what they believe will be a
quiet Saturday evening. The three are engaged in a casual conversation
sitting
on the couch in the living room. The television is tuned into an old science
fiction movie. The trio is totally unaware of the danger that has visited
their home on this dark evening.
The gang, two at a time slowly creep through the kitchen and down a small
dark
hallway that leads to the living room. Bubba stops in the hallway and
carefully scrutinizes the surroundings. The women still have not noticed
their presence. Tracene gets up from her chair and heads towards the kitchen
to get a soda from the refrigerator. She sees a shadowy figure in the
hallway
and lets out a blood curdling scream.
The other women jump to there feet and begin to scatter in fear. The gang
springs towards them like a cat after its prey. The six men chase and grab
each of the women and after a struggle wrestle them to the floor. The women
continue to struggle with the men. One of the gang members pulls out a long
stiletto knife and threatens Judith. As quickly as it had begun the
struggle
stops as the women fear for their lives. Their hands are bound with duct
tape
behind their backs and handerchiefs tied over their eye. The men then guide
them to the living room sofa and force them to sit.
Judith pleads with them not to harm her or her daughters. Bubba questions
her
about valuables in the house. Judith insists that there is nothing of value
in the house. While two members of the gang watch the three women the other
four men ransack the house in search of money, jewelry, or anything else of
value. The women can hear sounds crashing sounds as they search their home.
Failing to find much of value in the house Bubba returns to the living room
to
question the trio further. Judith continues to insists that they have no
valuables in the house and again pleads with the group to leave and not harm
her or her daughters.
Bubba is furious at the prospect of finding nothing in the house. He knew
the
gang would start questioning his judgement if he didn't come up with
something. Shit, they didn't even have the gas to get to the state line. He
sent two men to bring up the van and syphon the gas from the two in the
driveway.
As they hurried out out Bubba clenched his fists. In frustration he kicks
over
a nearby end table shattering the lamp that was located on it. The women are
startled at the sudden sound of something in the room breaking.
"What are we gone to do with em?" one of the gang members asks.
"Shut up! Line them up over there while I have time to think!" a frustrated
Bubba instructs the gang. He couldn't help the crooked, cruel smile as he
noticed one of his boys kneeling in front of the youngest, staring up
between
her legs. Shit, she was just a kid with nothing much for tits but he'd
fucked
'em that young before, so had Juan.
The women are dragged to their feet and lined up facing one of the walls in
the living room. He and the others look them over carefully. Judith at 34,
had a full body, large breasts, and long brunette hair makes her look much
younger than she actually was. She was about ready to turn in for the
evening
and is clad only in a long satin night gown. It was obvious to all she was
bare breasted beneath the thin shimmering material.
Tracene was 14 years old, with long blond hair. She had a budding body with
breasts that would someday soon rival her mother's in size. She was tall
for
14 having taken after her father. She is in excellent shape, she was a
cheerleader in high school ..and was quite popular with all the boys. She
is
dressed in a loose T-Shirt bare at the midriff and faded blue jeans shorts
that barely cover her buttocks.
Little Heather is twelve, soon to be thirteen years old and a younger mirror
image of her mother. She is dressed in a pink top with blue lace trim, a
blue
denim skirt that was too short for her age, white knee socks and loafers.
The other members of the gang now turn their attentions to Tracene.
Tracene's
blindfold has only partially covering her eyes. She had watched in terror
as
her mother's nightgown was removed and now she sees three dirty looking men
in
the gang approach her. They cut the tape from her wrists and grab her arms
and pin them against the wall. Tracene tries to scream but a smelly hand
covers her mouth. One of the men reminds here about her little sister who is
tied up in the bedroom.
"You wouldn't want anything to happen to the younger one would you?" a voice
from across the room asks. "That goes for both of you. Cooperate with us or
she'll get the same thing "
"Please no!", she begs, "Please! Please leave me alone. Please!"
Demented laughter is once again heard. They have no intention of stopping
and
her pleas only serve to further arouse them. Rough hands quickly have her
tee
shirt fluttering to the floor. Tears of shame pour down the frightened
girl's
cheek.
"Nooo, please stop!" she cries out in a desperate voice.
Tracene then feels fingers probing her bra, teasing at her nipples through
the
blue lace Tracene begins to breath in rapid short panicked breaths in fear
for
her life as fingers fumble with the catch in back. Then with a quick
outward
motion the bra tossed away from her breasts. Her large firm young breasts
bounce downward slightly, free of their confinement. She feels a hand
roughly squeeze one of her breast.
"WOW! NICE TITS!" she hears one say, then others began lewd chants, all in
praise of her breasts.
Tracene struggles as her shorts are quickly unsnapped.
"Nooo! Stop! Please stop, ", she cries.
Hands tug at them roughly, jerking them over the flare of her hips. Tracene
kicks and fights as her shorts are pulled down her long shapely legs.
"Mama! Please make them stop!" she screams.
"You gonna need help when you see Lester's monster cock, sweetheart," one of
the men says. "Wow check out these panties everyone" another in the gang
says.
Tracene is wearing a pair of string bikini style panties that are so shear
that they really didn't hide the sparse gathering of blonde curls over her
fat pubes. She feels a finger run over the shear fabric covering her crotch
tracing her almost visible cleft. Tracene tries to twist her hips away from
the intrusion. The finger runs under the edge of her panties pushing the
material aside exposing her soft downy pubic hair. The finger runs
partially
down her crotch and then back out onto her thigh. There is a brief pause
then,
she feels a hand clutch the elastic of her panties and pull it outward
forcibly. The shear fabric of her panties give way easily and are torn from
her shapely hips. What is left of the panties falls the length of her legs
to
the floor, leaving her totally naked and exposed.
Tracene watches the man kneeling in front of her pick up her little panties
and press them against his face. She's puzzled at this because her
boyfriend
had begged her to let him have the panties she had worn on their date last
Friday night. After an hour of begging she had taken them off and given them
to him. Had Johnny done the same thing? She shivered.
"I think she wants us to fuck her, Bubba," the man laughed through her
panties. "These pretty little things are already wet!"
"Nooo!" she sobs, "Please don't "
She tries to free her hands to cover herself but they are held to tightly.
They stop to admire her shapely young body. Tracene can sense the urgency of
the men as she hears their breathing increase. She is surprised that she
was
having trouble with her own breathing. In another corner of the room she
can
hear her mother pleading with her captors not to rape her daughter. Then a
voice commanded them to take her mother Judith to the kitchen. Only then
does
the full intent of what was going to happen to her register...she and her
friends had whispered about such things and the girls at school that were
supposed to have done it. In there silly whispers it had even sounded
exciting to Tracene...but not now. Not to be gangbanged by a bunch of
filthy
strangers!
Suddenly the livingroom is silent except for sounds of heavy breathing.
Then Tracene is released by the men who were holding her arms and she stands
there disoriented not knowing what they are going to do to her. She does not
have to wait long for things to happen. Powerful hands force to her knees.
She feels a hard object being thrust at her closed mouth.
"Open your mouth wide girly!" a voice from in front of her says.
She tries to keep from opening her mouth and tries to twist her head away to
no avail. A hand slaps her face hard. Slowly, hesitantly for fear of being
hurt worse she parts her lips and a smelly shaft of flesh shoves in. It
begins thrusting rapidly into her mouth. Tracene gags. She has only once
before performed oral sex. She did it once last summer with her mother's
boyfriend to satisfy him when the heavy petting the night he slipped into
bed
with her got a little carried.away. Tracene had been afraid Jeffery was
going
to rape her that night. She recalls that it wasn't that bad except when he
cum in her mouth. She almost choked to death on his cum and it tasted so
bad
she could still taste it the next morning. Now she had no choice. The
thought
of doing it now seemed better than having them vioate her virgin vagina. She
gags again as the cock is thrust deeply into her mouth bouncing off of the
back of her throat.
"Don't you bite it now bitch or I'll cut you up!" the voice in front of her
says.
The man raping her mouth forces her onto her back onto the soft carpet and
straddles her body across her chest with his legs pinning her to the floor.
He
is still thrusting his penis into her open mouth. Now she feels fingers
begin
to roughly probing between her legs. She tries to twist and bring her thighs
together but her legs are forced apart. The fingers continue to probe her
pulling the lips of her pussy wide open. She feels finger exploring her
open
cleft, first tormenting her exposed clitoris and then probing until one
finger
finds its way to her vaginal opening. It first runs around the labia at the
entrance to her vagina several times as if to tease her. Then a finger is
slowly pushed, exploring her insides deeply.
The man raping her mouth increases his rate of thrusts. She feels his balls
bouncing off of her chin as he continues to ramming his cock in and out of
her
mouth. Hands latch on to the sides of her head and force it to move with the
rhythm of his thrusts. He feels his cum beginning to rise and finally can
hold
back no longer. He groans loudly as his penis explodes with cum in her
mouth.
Tracene feels hot cum begin to squirt in her mouth. It squirts again and
again, filling her mouth until semen begins dripping from the corners.
Tracene
gags so much erupts from the thick cock. There was so much of it she
thought.
She had to swallow some to clear her mouth. But to her dazed mind it tastes
different...it wasn't such a bad taste afterall. She knew she could get use
to it, maybe even like it if they just wouldn't take her virginity!
Judith was carried into the kitchen down the hallway and held spread-eagled
on the kitchen table. One man is standing at the edge of the table between
Judith's legs. Judith feels him rubbing his penis up and down her wide
open
crack.
"Please nooo! Please!" she cries out.
"Just shut up and enjoy it," the man said cruelly. "You know you want
it...you cunt's sopping juicy!"
Judith closed her eyes ashamed, knowing the way was telling the truth. Her
late husband, Roger, had taught her to love being bound and forced to submit
to his will. This would have been pure heaven revisited it the terror of
what
they were doing to her daughters wasn't so prevelate. She forced herself to
lay back and relax.
The man continued to probe her wide open cunt slowly, then upon finding the
entrance to her vagina thrusts his penis inside her. Judith was unprepared
for the enormous size that invaded her belly and gasped her shocked delight
loudly. The unseen man begins thrusting his penis in and out of her at a
slow
steady pace. Penetrating her completely, going deeper than she remembers
any
man before. The way he fucked into her was as if Roger had taught him,
withdrawing until just the tip of his cock is between her cunt lips, then
slowly entering her again. She tried to keep her body from responding so
blantantly but the other men make it worse by pinching, squeezing, rubbing,
poking, kissing, licking and sucking her entire body. Men began to play
with
and suck her tits, their hands squeezing and pinching her erect nipples.
Her
feet are lifted high off the kitchen table as hands and cocks, big hard hot
cocks rub her, enjoying the silky feel of her legs. The table is much
smaller
than the one in the dining room and Judith's head is hanging over the edge
on
the other end of the table. Two hard cocks are rubbed over her face,
taunting
her, slapping her face, hitting her cheeks and eyes. Not wanting to wait for
Lester to finish with her cunt, the leader, Bubba, positions himself in
front
of her dangling head.
"Open you mouth, I've got a big surprise for you..."
He grabs Judith's head and bends it back further towards the floor. He
watches the woman open her mouth without further complaint. Then pushes his
now throbbing cock into her wet cavern. Judith knows that the only way for
her to survive without being hurt is to cooperate with the men. As much as
she hated letting them know how excited she was becoming she tightens her
full
lips around the probing cock to allow more friction each time he enters her
mouth. Her hips had been moving gently of their own accord but now she
began
to fuck back in rhythm to the thrusts into her spasming vagina. The man who
has been slowly fucking her quickens his pace when he feels her hips
reacting
to his thrusts and abruptly without much warning groans and blows his load
began pumping heavy spurt after spurt deep into her. Instinctively, Judith
ground her upturned cunt tighter to the strangers pumping loins.
"Christ you're a good fuck, lady!" he said slowly withdrawing his softening
cock.
Quickly he is replaced by another of the group. He begins rapidly thrusting
his cock into her slick cum filled pussy. The man who is fucking her mouth
increases his pace slightly. Judith uses every trick she has learned since
she became sexually active at fourteen to help satisfy him quickly. It
works.
As he is withdrawing his cock partially from her mouth his cock explodes
the
first spirt of hot cum shoots over Judith's dangling chin and splatters on
her
breasts. In wanton desire Judith twists her head almost frantically so the
remaining hot spurts land in her widestretched mouth.. Judith swallowed the
slippery juices, her tongue licking around her face searching for more.
"Fuckin' FANTASTIC!" Bubba laughed.
Judith smiled at the upside down figure with pride at his comments. She
wanted
more and only had seconds to wait. The next man quickly slides his rock
hard
cock in her mouth. His cock is much larger and he wants it all in her mouth.
She can feel it nudge against the back of her throat trying to slip
downward.
The heavy head moves tighter into her throat with each eager thrust.
Meanwhile, the man who has been rapidly thrusting his cock in and out of her
hot pussy cums and is replaced by another. She quickly locks her legs
tightly
around his waist keeping him tight against her. She tries to concentrat of
the
joyous feeling the cock fucking her cunt has created but the driving
pressure
in her mouth was overwhelming.
The man fucking her mouth quickens his pace. The back of her throat is
pounded
by his long powerful thrusts. Without any warning he shoves hard pressing
the
wide head of his cock right into the channel of her throat and cums,
shooting
his whole load straight down her throat. Her claws dug into the man's hard
ass and gurling moans bubble out around the cock. The second he pulls back
Judith's tongue swirled around its spurting head.. Judith's mouth fills
with
cum and it drips from the corner of her open mouth. She swallows the hot cum
with gasping moans of forgotten pleasure...
Finally her weakened legs and arms went limp. She lay there in a daze
marveling at the sensations that still trembled through her abused body.
Not
since Roger had she cum so good. Her contorted body begun to ache and she
weakly sat up. Shivers ran through her at the vulgar feeling of cum from
strangers wetting her thighs.
"Let's go see if the other one is as hot as her mother," one of the men
said.
"Hey, boss can I take this one to a bedroom?"
"Yeah," Bubba laughed. "Just stay away from the little one. She's all
mine."
Judith shuddered at his words. Tears of helplessness poured down her cheeks
at the thought of him violating her baby. The man jerked her out of deep
thought by pulling her to her feet and dragging her down the hall. As they
passed the living room she gasped at her fourteen year old daughter sucking
a
stranger's cock! She looked so willing...so eager! She felt so ashamed for
herself and her daughter.
Tracene, in the living room continues to plead with the gang. She didn't
want
total strangers taking her virginity. It had been so hard to resist giving
in
to her current boyfriend, after the things Jeffery had taught her, but she
had! She trembled remembering the joyous thrils he had made rubbing her
through her panties. Now she wished she had let him do it! Now,she is
going
to be raped by total strangers!
"Please stop" she begged again.
It is to no avail. Seizing her tiny wrists, he pulled her arms over her
head
and held them in place with one hand while he wedges his legs between
her's.
He then forces her thighs apart with his knees and puts his long hard dick
against the opening of her pussy with his free hand. Tracene could feel the
heat of something much larger than a finger probing at her virginal pussy.
"Please don't hurt me!", she pleads again "I'm afraid."
"Ain't nothing to be afraid about", says the man probing her pussy with his
cock, I'm just going to fuck the hell out of you. That's all! " He laughed
dementedly at her plea. "I bet you a little cock tease, ain't you! Give
all
them boys a big hardon and not give 'em nothing. Make'em ache till the fuck
their fists!" Slowly he begins entering her. First just the tip of his cock
wedges between the puffy lips. Both aware of the intense heat of the other.
Using short steady strokes, he continues pushing inside slowly, making
steady
progress.
"Nnnoo, don't!" Tracene moans as she feels the increased pressure between
her
legs.
The man kept pumping with slow even pressure until he can feel his penis
encounter her hymen. He backs off slightly and then rams forward once,
twice,
then entering her totally with the third thrust. Tracene almost passes out
from the quick sharp pain of his forcible entrance, and lets out a high
pitched yelp. Without hesitation he begins a steady rhythm with his hips,
pushing the entire length of his shaft in and out of her pussy.
"Jesus this is one tight pussy!" he announces to the others.
Tracene feels a fullness deep inside her body for the first time. She
remembers her girlfriends stories of their sexual encounters and tries to
remember what they had told her about having sex with their boyfriends. She
adjusts her hips slightly to try to allow him more easy access. He continues
to ride her and varies his tempo from fast to slow and then back to fast.
The
pain slowly abates and a new feeling begins to come over Tracene as she
feels
herself strangely aroused in a manner she has only felt before when Roger
had
taught her to masturbate. Now her hips almost involuntarily begin to move
meeting each of his thrusts. Her slender legs drew back and opened up more
for the invading cock. She feels a wave forming deep inside of her body
growing with each thrust until her body is spasming like a fish out of
water.
The fourteen year old girl's orgasm erupts at almost the same moment the man
cries out obscenities and pumps his hot warm liquid inside her. The man lays
heavily on her and without realizing it she put her arms around him holding
him tightly as her hips still gyrated faintly.
"Damn!" he groaned raising up. "You the best fuck I done ever had!"
Before Tracene could reorganize her thoughts another man crawls between her
splayed thighs. Another replaces him and then another and then another. By
the time the forth man began pumping up into her Tracene was literally
screaming her intense orgasms. When they have stopped she is overwhelmed
with
guilt about becoming aroused by her rapists. She felt so ashamed because
she
wanted more inspite of her soreness.
She was surprised that the men granted her request to take a bath. A man
sat
there watching her as she showered and dried. It struck her as funny that
she
wasn't feeling the least bit embarrassed now. The man even let her
dress...actually in her bedroom he picked out the clothes she would wear. A
pink sweater, no bra and black bikini panties and her shortest skirt. The
man
took her back to the livingroom. On the way they passed her mother's
bedroom.
The door was open but the room was dark. Tracene bit her lips hearing the
soft moans of pleasure her mother was making. She almost giggled.
Meanwhile back in the one of the bedrooms in the house Bubba visits little
Heather who is tied to the bed. Bubba stands looking down at the pretty
brunette. I've got a hot one here, he thought. Her arms were tied to the
bed
rail but now her legs. The little cunt could have closed her legs if she had
wanted to. Bubba rubbed his cock looking at the way her thin panties pulled
up
against her fat cunt. He was getting hard again. Siting on the edge of the
bed beside her he removes the tape gently from her mouth.
"Have you ever been fucked? "Bubba asks.
little Heather shakes her head no.
Bubba softly moves his hand up the inside of her thigh. He smiles feeling
her
tremble and her legs open just a fraction wider. As his big, rough hand
lays
flush over her mound he asks softly:
"Would you like to?"
"N-no," little Heather mumbles.
"Your body says you do," he smiled as his fingers softly moved over her
almost hairless slit through her panties.
"I-I d-don't...please," little Heather bit her lip.
"If you really don't want to be fucked why is your cunt getting so wet?"
his
thick finger pushed the damp nylon into her slit.
"I...I..." Little little Heather stammered her face turning bright red.
"You shouldn't be embarassed," Bubba said teasing up and down her growing
wetness. "What's your name?"
"H... Heather."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
The young girl shook her head no.
"That's a shame," Bubba said opening his pants to ease out his hard aching
cock. "You're a very pretty girl and should have alot of boys after you."
Bubba began stroking his thick cock slowly. The bulbous head was already
wet.
"Do you know you are so sexy you could get any boy you wanted."
"R-really?" she sounded surprised.
"Yeah," Bubba eased his finger beneath her tight panties. "I think you're
lying. I ain't gonna believe no boy ever tried fucking such a hot little
girl." Bubba's thick finger slipped slowly up between the puffy lips.
"Ohhh," bubbled softly from little Heather's trembling lips.
"You like that?" Bubba smiled knowing she did. Her hips pushed up gently
letting his finger go all the way up her. "Yep, you're definately lying,"
his
voice turned harder scaring her.
"N-no," she stammered. "I'm not."
"Heather, I hate people who lie to me," his voice turned soft again.
"Please
don't lie and make me hurt you."
"I-I..." little Heather tried to hide her face. She felt so embarrassed.
She
didn't think any one would ever find out about what she had done this past
summer with her mother's boyfriend. But it was like this strange man KNEW.
A
little sob escaped her lips when Bubba pulled his hand away from her wet
pussy. A strong shiver shook her body when the man's lips pressed against
her. She let her lips part for his tongue to enter. He kissed nice...like
Jeffery, her mother's ex boyfriend. Soon she was eagerly sucking on the
invading tongue. Her heart was pounding now and her breath was coming hard.
She like it better now than before with Jeffery.
"Damn, you make my cock ach," Bubba whispered against her parted lips. Now
tell me what kind of fucking around you been up to. Don't lie." he warned.
"J-just one time..." little Heather stammered.
"Did he fuck you?"
Little Heather shook her head no.
"What did he do?"
"K-kiss me," Little Heather whispered.
"That ain't all," Bubba countered. "Your little cunt don't feel like no
virgin."
"I never honest!" Little Heather moaned. "We just kissed and stuff."
"Who and what kind of STUFF?"
"A-a m-man," she mumbled. "H-he m-made m-me kiss his."
"What? Kiss his cock?" Bubba was really getting hot now. He ignored the
three standing, looking over his shoulder.
"Y-yes," little Heather whispered her face beet red.
"I bet you sucked him good, huh. Just like your mother," he laughed. "You
sexy mother just finished giving me the best blow job I ever had!"
"No!" Heather exclaimed. "My mother wouldn't do that."
"Like hell, most women love the taste of cum, don't they boys?"
Those behind him began lewd, laughing comentaries. "Your ma swallowed my
come,
too. Me 'n Harry blew our loads up her hot cunt and she loved that too!"
Little Heather cringed on hearing the nasty talk about her mother. But she
was more disraught realizing her and the man that kissed her weren't alone.
She wanted to die with shame.
"M-make them leave, please," Little Heather's voice was barely audible.
"I don't know," Bubba said pushing her short skirt up over her stomach.
"These are my boys and we share EVERYTHING."
Little Heather quickly closed her legs when she felt hands, lots of hands on
her. They were rough, hurting her. She whinced as one of then cruelly
shoved
his finger inside of her and another pinched her lttle breasts bringing
tears
to her eyes. She tried to squirm away when the hand between her legs began
shoving in and out fast and hard.
"Easy boys," Bubba said. "Don't scare her."
"Shit ain't we gonna git to fuck her?" one mean voice said.
"Sure, but be gentle til she gets used to us."
"P-please make them leave," Little Heather was crying, tears soaking her
blindfold.
"Come here, boys," Bubba said getting off the bed.
Little Heather strained to hear what they were saying but could make out the
words.
"This little cunt is going to be hot if we do it right she'll fuck any body
or
thing we want. I want to to get those other cunts in the living room and
make
out with them. I want this little piece to see her sister and mother beg
for
cock."
"Ain't gonna be hard, the young one cums easy and last time I fucked mom she
nearly beat the shit outa me with her legs!"
"See it you can find some booze, make 'em drink it. Bring some in here too.
"Mal found some rum if he ain't drank it all."
"Go do it." Bubba pushed them towards the door.
When Bubba sat back beside Heather she flenched.
"Relax," he whispered caressing her flushed cheek gentle. "We're alone
now."
"Please don't let them touch me," she sobbed.
Bubba leaned over and pressed his lips against hers. Heather's lips parted
and she sucked his tongue eagerly into her mouth. She wished her hands were
free so she could guide his back between her legs. She liked that alot...it
was even good when that other man had done it but she was too ashamed to
ever
admit it. When he finally stopped kissing her she felt dizzy and
breathless.
"Did you give that man a blow job and swallow his cum?" Bubba asked licking
her pouty lips.
Heather just nodded yes.
"Tell me who it was?"
"J-Jeffery," she whispered. "He came in my room one night."
"Is he your brother or something?"
"He was mom's boyfriend," Heather flushed.
"He was fucking your mother and you were giving him blow jobs! He must have
been nuts to break it off with your mother!" Bubba exclaimed in disbelief.
"M-mom caught him trying to do stuff with Tracene and made him leave."
"Just too greedy," Bubba laughed.
"D-did m-mom really do that to you?" her little voice was barely audible.
"Yeah. She was the best I ever had, too."
"Please don't let those others do things to me," she whispered.
"Well, Heather, I have a problem," He kissed her cheek. "If I don't split
everything with them they'll get mad and I might have to hurt or even kill
one
of them."
"I don't care," she mumbled.
"I do. You see, they're my friends. And I don't kill my friends."
"Please," tears flowed again.
Bubba reached up and cut the tape strapping her wrists to the bed.frame.
After
he slipped the knife away he turned on the lamp by the bed and looked around
the room again. He kissed her again and her pouty lips came eager. As the
little girl sucked greedily on his tongue he was pleasantly surprised when
she
urged his hand back between her now open legs. Women never ceased to amaze
him. The whole crotch of her panties was sopping wet! He couldn't remember
ever getting a woman this wet with fucking her first!
"Hey, Bubba!" a deep voice called. "We got some whiskey here."
Hearing the voice little Heather stiffened and tried to pull her skirt down.
Her thighs clamped around Bubba's hand. She sighed with relief when the man
handed Bubba a bottle and left right away.
"Let's have a drink," Bubba said opening the bottle.
Heather sat up took a big gulp like Bubba ordered and gagged. She caughed
and
almost threw up. Still it only took a minute for a warm glow to spread
through her whole body. She liked the feeling. A minute later she reached
for
the bottle and took another sip.
"Slow down or you won't be no good to me," Bubba said taking it away, and
took
a big drink himself. After he capped the bottle he said:
"I really like you, Heather. I think I want you to be my girl."
"You won't let them others do anything?" she looked up at him expectantly.
"I can't promise nothing," Bubba caressed her cheek. "But if you act like
you're my girl we might be able to pull it off. My boys are smart so you
really gotta act like you crazy for me too."
"I will, I promise!" Heather said eagerly. "I'll do anything you ask, just
don't let them."
"Okay," Bubba stood, his lips moved onto hers again. His hand went back
under her skirt to her soaked panties. He smiled inwardly as she moved her
hips to him as his finger slid up into her tight little cunt. Little Heather
held on tightly eagerly returning his kiss. When their lips parted Bubba
asked:
"You sure this guy didn't fuck you?"
"H-honest," she mumbled.
"If you going to be my girl, don't lie," he warned in a stern voice.
"He didn't, I swear!" she moaned.
"You been fucking yourself? Shoving something up your cunt?"
Little Heather nodded weakly.
"Want?"
"M-my finger," she whispered.
"Good," he said. "Let's go see what the others are up to."
"Y-you won't let them will you?"
"Not if you do a good job showing them you're my girl."
He pulled her to her feet.
"Let's go see what the others are doing."
Bubba put his arm around her narrow shoulders and guided her down the hall
towards the living room. At the big archway they stopped. Heather gasped
in
surprise. She stared as her mother sat naked on the sofa kissing one man
and
another licked her breasts. Heather's wet pussy started getting itchy
again.
Tracene was sitting on a man's lap with her skirt up to her waist and her
pink sweater up over her bare beasts. Her back to him and her legs wide
open.
Another man had his face between her legs. The expression on Tracene's face
was contorted in pure joy. Heather was jealous. She was starting to maybe
regret asking Bubba to keep the others away. Then as if Bubba had read her
thoughts he said:
"See what you're missing out on?"
Little Heather didn't answer, just swallowed hard and stared trance like as
her mother started playing with the cocks of both men beside her. Both men
were alot bigger than Jeffery had been, too. Now her mother turned to kiss
the other man. She stared as her mother's mouth opened against the man's.
"Look," Bubba said breaking her stare.
When she looked up at him he nodded towards her sister. Little Heather's
eyes
widened. The man between Tracene's legs had moved. Now she watched
excited,
her legs trembling as Tracene began furiously bouncing up and down. Heather
watched in disbelief as that huge thing disappeared in and out of her
sister's
blonde pussy. With each move her sister grunted loudly and stared vacantly
at
the wall. That THING would never fit in her little hole!
"I think everyone is too busy to miss us," Bubba said taking a big drink of
whisky. "Let's go to bed."
Just as she turned to leave her mother squirmed free of the man she was
kissing and put her head in his lap. The last thing she was was her
mother's
wide lips opening over that thick cock. As they walked to her room her legs
trembled and young mind spun dizily with nasty scenes of her mother and
sister. She wasn't surprised about Tracene. Heather had spied her one
night
with a boy that lived on a nearby ranch. But her mother! She had never
thought about her doing nasty things. Now she realized how dumb she was.
That
if Jeffery licked her between her legs he was doing it with her mother, too.
Probably let him cum in her mouth, too!
In her bedroom little Heather was disappointed when Bubba snuggled close to
her and went to sleep. Her night was filled with erotic dreams...
When Heather woke the next morning Bubba was just returning to the room.
She
squinted her eyes when he turned on the light by the bed. Little Heather
stared wide eyed as Bubba took off all his clothes. She was amazed at the
heavy matted hair on his chest. But more amazed at that huge thing sorta
poking out between his legs. When she glanced up she flushed hotly, for the
man was watching her, smiling broadly.
"Did your mother's boyfriend have a cock this big?" He shook it at her.
Little Heather shook her head no very slowly, trance like, as she watched
him
kneel on the bed by her narrow shoulder. She stared at that thick thing
swinging over her face. As he moved closer she opened her mouth wide. It
was
hot and rubbery and just barely wedged its self between her lips.
"Use your tongue," Bubba said reaching down between her slender legs.
"Your
sister is in her room giving wake blow jobs, too."
Bubba smiled knowing this little cunt was as hot as her mother. She just
needed a man to show her she was. He felt her nearly hairless cunt push up
to
his fingers as he pushed his hand down inside her little panties. Yeah, she
wanted to fuck and he wasn't going to waste his load in her mouth. He
pulled
back and said:
"If you want me to fuck you, pull off your pants."
Smiling, he watched the little girl raise her hips and slide her panties
down.
Bubba crawled between her legs and moveup until his knees were near her
narrow
hips. He roughly jerked her down until her open moist crotch was against
his
cock. He stared down as he rubbed the head up and down the wet slit,
parting
the sparse curls. The heat of her cunt was incredible as he pushed forward
nudging the head up tight against her tiny entrance.
When he looked up at her face her neck was twisted as she strained to see
down
between her widespread legs. Her pretty face was flushed and strained. She
was biting into lower lip as she stared at the man cock about to enter her
wet
little cunt. Little Heather gasped sucking in her breath sharply as she
felt
it beginning to stretch her opening.
"Feel it!" Bubba gasped. "Feel my cock going up your cunt?"
"Y-yes," she was having trouble breathing.
She felt it going deeper, the stretching sensation turned to a faint
burning.
"Jesus!" Bubba sounded breathless too. "I can't hold it, baby!"
Little Heather cried out more in shocked surprise than in pain when Bubba
fell
onto her. His movement sent his man cock thundering all the way up into her
belly. He lay heavily on her, squishing the breath from her. His man cock
felt like it was alive the way it jumped and moved inside her. It was
nothing
like when Billy had put his little one in there. She definately liked this
one much better!
"You're gonna be my cunt from now on," Bubba whispered kissing her hard.
When the kiss broke little Heather was breathless.
"I want to be," she whispered.
"Get up and dress in your sexiest things," Bubba said rolling off her. "I
think its time to eat."
As soon as Bubba dressed and left she got up and found her shortest skirt.
Actually it was an old skirt from Tracene's cheer leader costume. It was
very
short on Heather. She was sure it would please Bubba. She didn't have any
panties like Tracene's but she did have a pair of thin pink bikini panties
that were almost too little. She put on the thin top she had earlier
because
it showed the little mounds of her breasts best. She hurriedly brushed her
hair and left to find her new boyfriend.
As she walked down the all Heather heard giggling coming from the kitchen.
As
she headed there she became aware of the growing wetness between her thighs.
She flushed hotly knowing it was that stuff that came out of a man cock.
In the kitchen her sister was busy frying bacon. The men were sitting at
the
table drinking whisky. She glowed with pleasure at their comments about how
pretty and sexy she looked. Little Heather walked over and stood close to
where Bubba was sitting. She relaxed when he put his arm around her narrow
waist and pulled her closer.
"Boys," he said loudly. "This here is my new piece."
"You mean we can't have none of her hot little box?" the man sounded awful
disappointed, which pleased Heather.
"Maybe, maybe not. You can if she wants it."
Heather's face burned hotly as Bubba lifted her short skirt so everyone
could
see her panties. A strange mixture of fear and pride coursed through her as
the strangers stared. She looked away and was surprised to see her sister
staring down between her legs just like the men were.
"Boy she got a fat one," one man leaned forward, leering.
"Not fat as her ma!"
"Shit, she an old woman compare to this sweet thing!"
"Can I touch it, Bubba?"
"Whatcha think?" Bubba asked digging his fingers into her hip and urging
her
to move close to the man.
"I-if you want me to, its okay," little Heather whisper, her lips
trembling.
"Okay, boys," Bubba laughed. "You can feel her up but that's ALL, unless
she
says so."
Mean time in the master bedroom, Judith was just slipping her sheer red
panties over her full hips. After the sixth man had intercourse with her
she
stopped feeling selfconscious. As she wriggled her hips pulling up the
panties the man had chosen, she smiled at him. Her fright was gone. In its
place was the most ALIVE feeling premeating her body that she ever felt.
She
even liked the hot wetness that was already soaking her panties.
Judith slipped the white nylon dress over her head wondering how her baby
was.
One the way to her bedroom last night, she had been forced to stop and peek
into Heather's bedroom. She should have been shocked to see her twelve year
old daughter's arm and legs wrapped around a man nearly Judith's on age.
She
wasn't. She had known that bastard Jeffery had molested her but had never
been able to summon the nerve to talk to Heather about it. Now it was
obvious
he was fucking her!
"I need a drink," she said softly walking over to the man sitting on her
bed.
"Hurry, I'm starving to death," the man said.
Judith drank the raw whisky like a pro. She handed the bottle back to the
man. He was absolutely ugly and cruel looking but Judith had never had a
lover as gentle once they were alone. He had given her a multiple orgasm so
intense her stomach still hurt! And big...she had heard rumors all her life
about some men being "hung" but she hadn't really believed it. This gentle
stranger was a monster in size.
As she brushed her hair she shuddered remembering her daughter, Tracene's
eyes
glazed as those others had fucked her. She fought back tears as her
trembling
hand applied lipstick. One moment she felt so ashamed of last night and the
next so liberated, so free. Before they left her bedroom Judith drained the
last of the whisky. She had stopped smoking five years earlier but took the
cigarette from her companion and took a deep drag.
"Fuck it!" she thought. "From now on I'm going to do things I want, things
I
like that hell with what I'm supposed to do or what's good for me!"
Lester to Judith's hand possessively in his as they headed toward the
kitchen.
He silently hoped the others were hung over so they wouldn't want to mess
with
Judith this morning. He never had loved a woman and wasn't sure if that was
what he felt now for this one. All he was sure of was that she didn't seem
to
care that he was so ugly. He never had a woman kiss him so passionately.
Not
even the whores he paid.
In the kitchen doorway Judith stopped abruptly, squeezing Lesters hand hard.
It felt as though her heart had jumped at the sight of her baby daughter.
Heather was leaning her bottom back against the kitchen table holding her
skirt up to her little breasts. Two men were kneeling staring and touching
her daughter's pussy through her panties. The contorted expression on her
daughter's face was one of exquisite joy. Her eyes rolled back in her head
and her white teeth bit into her full lower lip.
"I think your daughter takes after you," Lester whispered in her ear.
Judith just nodded her head yes, weakly.
Judith's skin crawled when the leader laughed loudly and said: "Better
stop,
boys. It ain't right giving a little girl a cum before breakfast!"
The others laughed, making vulgar, obscene remarks. Judith's eyes widened as
her baby girl tried to hold one of the men's hands against her pussy!
"Sorry, girly, the boss says no." the man said forcing his hand away from
her
daughter's crotch.
Things relaxed as Tracene began putting food on the table. Judith helped
her
daughter by keeping their coffee cups full. She tried not to notice how
Heather sat close to the leader with her small hand laying possessively on
his
thigh. She was leaning against the counter holding her coffee in two
trembling hands wondering what was going to happen next.
She watched Tracene standing between two of the men laughing and chattering
like they were old friends instead of strangers that had gang raped her
whole
family. Judith's eyes widened and her thighs began trembling with
excitement
as the men on either side of her daughter ran their hands up the back of her
thighs and disappear beneath her short skirt. Tracene giggled like a happy
child and squirmed her butt in circles.
Judith clenched her thighs tightly as one of the men's hands began moving up
and down faster and faster. Judith shut her eyes tightly. She could almost
see and feel strange rough fingers moving wetly in and out of her daughter's
fourteen year old pussy! Finally Judith couldn't stand it anylonger and
rushed out of the room. She heard a voice shout for her to come back but
she
ran to the bathroom and locked the door.
The fingers moving up inside Tracene's pussy caused her breath to come hard.
She felt ashamed, knowing her mother was standing behind her watching them
fingerfuck her. She couldn't help it...she wanted their hands there and
their
cocks and their mouths! She was suddenly shocked back to reality when Bubba
started shouting. She realized he was screaming at her mother. One of the
men that had been touching herr jumped up following another man after her
mom.
"Jose, you make these cunts clean up. We're going to look around this
place."
Bubba stood up and went out the back door followed by three men.
Silently Heather helped her wash and put things ways. She was worried about
her little sister. Heather usually talked and giggled all the time. Now
she
was quiet, subdued. She couldn't help wondering if they had hurt her last
night. She thought they had. But she seemed willing when those men asked
her
to pull her dress up! No, they didn;t hurt her, Tracene realized. Her
little
sister had been willing, even eager for those men to touch her.
"I can't figure out which one of you I want to fuck most!" the man that had
been watching them said. "Guess you but really be a good fuck if the boss
wants you all for himself." he said walking up close to Heather.
Tracene watched mesmerized as the man put his palm against the front of her
sister's dress. His hand was obviously moving over her sister's pussy but
Heather didn't react. Her sister just looked down at the man's hand forcing
her dress tighter between her thighs.
"Bubba fuck this hot little thing this morning? the man asked lewdly.
Tracene's mouth fell open as her little sister nodded yes!
"You ready for some more?"
Again Tracene stared as her twelve year old sister nodded yes.
"What about you, baby," he asked looking at Tracene.
"No!" Tracene said loudly.
"Don't go acting snooty with me!" he said grabbing her long hair and
jerking
her to him.
"No, please," Tracene moaned weakly.
"Act like you a queen or something!" He said shoving his hand under her top
and gripping her bare breast brutally. "You was fucking and sucking like
them
whores in mexico last night!"
"Please don't hurt me," Tracene moaned tears pouring down her flushed
cheeks.
Just then they heard voices of the men returning. He shoved Tracene away
and
said through clenched teeth:
"I'll take care of you later."
In the kitchen Bubba looked at Heather and said:
"Your moma come out of the bathroom yet?"
Not knowing Heather just shrugged her shoulders.
Bubba headed down the hall without saying another word.
The girls turned back to the counter hoping the man wouldn't do anything
more.
They worked slowly, not wanting to give the man any excuse to bother them.
Heather was just putting away the last of the dishes when Bubba returned
with
their mother.
"We're going to the bank," Bubba said. "If we ain't back in an hour you
boys
do what you want. Stay or leave."
Heather felt a twinge of jealousy watching her mother leaving with her man!
She didn't like the way Bubba's hand was around her waist, resting on her
wide
hip. He just better not fuck her, the little girl thought.
"You two get in the livingroom and sit still." the man shoved them toward
the
hallway.
Tracene sat on the sofa and Heather pulled her feet beneath her in a big
chair
and watched cartoons. The girls had just started to relax when one of the
men walked in and said:
"Look what I found!" holding up their mother's camcorder.
Tracene flushed hotly as the man pointed it at her a moved closer. Her skin
burned hotly when the man knelt pointing the camera up her shirt skirt. She
wanted to turn away but was too frightened. Her eyes watered with
embarrassment when the man told her to open her legs wider. She glanced at
her sister. Heather surprised Tracene again. Heather had squirmed around
so
her legs were parted wide enough for anyone to see right up to her panties!
When Tracene didn't open her legs the man stopped filming and said to her:
"Don't make me hurt you. We'll be outta here and an hour. Cooperate and
make
it easy on all us. Now open your legs and act happy about it!" He raised
the
camera back to his eye.
"Do it, Tracene!" Heather said. "Don't make them hurt us."
Not looking at the camera Tracene opened her legs as wide as the skirt would
allow. She shivered at the cool air moving over her moist pussy. When he
told her to rub herself Tracene lay back on the sofa and pulled her dress
higher. Her hips moved involuntarily as her fingertips came in contact with
her swollen pubes.
Inspite of her shame Tracene thrilled at the sexual comments they made about
her. As her finger moved softly through those sparse matted curls to find
that growing bump her hips writhed and her breath quickened. Through
slitted
eyes she saw her little sister starring openly at her open legs.
"Hey," a distant voice came to Tracene's ears. "Let's get 'em together."
Startled, Tracene looked up to see that man, Jose, from the kitchen glaring
at
her. A violent shiver spiraled through her when she saw him squeeze that
thick bulge in his pants. She instinctively closed her open thighs tightly.
"Make the young one give us a show."
"You," Jose said to Heather maybe we won't fuck you. Maybe we will just
have
you entertain us by giving us a hot show." Jose says tormenting the curious
little girl. " You wouldn't mind doing that instead now would you?
"How old are you." he asks.
Little Heather does not reply.
"I said how old are you" he asks again in a demanding voice.
"She's only twelve," Tracene came to her defense. "Please leave us alone."
"Fuck you," Jose spat turning to look at Heather again.
"Well little Heather," Jose says, "You're going to entertain us. We are
going
to make you a star."
All five men laughed evilly.
She's going to entertain us with a little show," Jose tells the others. "Get
a
nother tape in that thing and get her some music to dance to."
When the camera is set up Jose begins telling her what to do. "You are going
to perform a little strip act for all of us. Start dancing".
Little Heather just stands there doing nothing. The frightened little girk
flinched when Jose took out a knife and it flew open with a loud, sinister
click.
"Dance!"
Slowly little Heather begins to move her feet and dance slowly. The video
camera is turned on to capture the show.
"Good! Now slowly unbutton your blouse and take it off." Jose tells her.
Little Heather slowly unbuttons her blouse and slowly removes it exposing
her
small lacy bra.
'Take it off", Jose says.
Heather unhooked her bra and slowly lets it fall away. She shivers as cool
air caresses the slight swells of her budding and very sensitive breasts.
She
is very conscious of the jiggling slightly with her movements. Her confused
young mind flushes with pride at the lewd comments they made about her. She
gloried in the fact that they thought SHE was as pretty and sexy as her BIG
sister was!.
Jose says. "Now the skirt"
Slowly Heather unzips the tiny skirt letting it fall away from the slight
flair of her hips. The camera moves closer as she continues swaying her body
to the music. She almost giggles knowing the man is aiming the camera right
at her pussy! She wondered if they could see the starting growth of downy
curls that had begun sprouting in her swollen pubes? The camera catches
each
act as she moves more suggestively under Jose's demanding directions.
Heather
was aware of that strange feeling growing stronger between her legs...a
feeling she was starting to love alot.
"You're doing great" Jose says. "Now reach down and rub your hot little cunt
through them sexy little panties."
Slowly she moves her hand downward the length of her body and onto the puffy
swell beneath her taunt panties. She shivers at the moistness of the thin
nylon and wonders if the men can see it. She slowly moves her finger up and
down her slit gradually pushing the damp nylon up into it. It feels
wonderful
again. Heather found herself wishing one of the men would put his finger
there, too!
"Now show us your cunt. We ain't never see one so young", Jose laughed.
Little Heather reaches for the waist band of her panties. Slowly she pulls
them down over hips and lets them fall down her legs to the floor. As they
reach her feet she steps out of one side and with a flip of her leg kicks
them
across the room towards one of the leering men. The video camera continues
to
run recording her as she continues to dance now completely nude, her young
breast bouncing as she moves, without being told, she reaches down and rubs
her moist pussy again. Her trembling fingers pushing deep up inside making
her gasp aloud at the sensations.
"Sit down on the sofa and spread your legs wide" Jose instructs.
Little Heather sits on the edge of the sofa, leaning back she micmics her
sister's earlier pose with her feet spread wide on the sofa, too. She
almost
giggled again when the camera came up close to her pussy.
"Open your pussy lips for us." Jose tells her.
Little Heather reaches down and carefully spreads the lips of her pussy wide
apart. She wondered if that bump looked as big as it felt! Heather smiled
as
she watched two of the men pull out their hard things and rub them fast.
Heather's heart pounded hard when he heard the man tell her sister to get
down
on the floor between her legs! But Tracene just sits on the other end of
the
sofa
"Goddamnit! I SAID get down there and fuck your sister with your tongue!"
his
voice sounded so mean it even scared Heather.
Heather stares as Jose grabs Tracene by the hair and forces her to the floor
between Bebbie's spread thighs. Heather gasps out loud as Jose forces her
sister's face against the lips of her pussy. Heather's young mind flashes
back to last summer and the joys her body experienced when Jeffery had
licked
her there. She wished her sister would hurry and do it nice the way Jeffery
had!
"You slut!" Jose yells. "I'm going to cut you bad!"
"Please don't make me," Tracene pleaded weakly.
"Just fucking do it!"
Tracene slowly opens her mouth that's pressed against her little sister's
pussy. Fearful of what they may do at first, Tracene moves her tongue over
Heather's slit. She felt her sister tremble and push out to her tongue.
Tracene was surprised that tasting her sister's juices didn't make her throw
up. Infact, the scent and taste were having just the opposite effect. She
blushed hotlt remembering having liked the taste of herself after
masturbating. She felt shamed now for having gotten so excited licking her
sticky fingers! When the tip of her tongue found Heather's little bump her
sister jumped and clamped her thighs tight onto Tracene's head.
"Goddamn! She likes her sister eating her!"
"Fucking slut likes eating her sister more!"
"Jesus! Ain't never saw no sisters eat each other!"
"Wonder if their ma eats pussy!"
"She probably eats both her daughters!"
"I don't care what Bubba said. I gotta fuck that young one!"
"Me," Jose said pulling down his pants, "I'm gonna give it to this one up
the
ass!"
All the lewd comments just heightened Heather's excitement but all Tracene
was
aware of was the excitemment of her little sister's pussy writhing against
her
face. She was vaguely aware of someone pushing her skirt up over her hips
and
something warm between her thighs.
Jose positions himself behind Tracene. As she kept to slowly licking at
little Heather's pussy. Jose stares at Tracene's exposed rear as it juts up
in
the air. He will teach her not to be a bitch towards him! Jose smiles when
the young girl moves her ass as he slides his cock through her sopping wet
cunt. Oh, you hot slut! Jose thought as he wedged the head in her cunt and
she willingly arches her back to make it easier for him. He heard her moan
into her sister's as he shoved it up her. After stroking it in and out a
few
times Jose guides the wet head to her virgin asshole.
"No stop please!!!" she moaned, "Don't!"
Jose just laughs and continues pushing the head of his cock into the
virginaI
opening of her ass a little further with each stroke.
"No! Please no!",Tracene cries out trying to raise up straight.
Jose grabs her hair and shoves her face back down onto little Heather's
cunt.
Tracene wasn't actually bothered by the fact that she was being forced to
lick
her sister's pussy. She had already played kissing games with her friend,
Judith. That had even progressed to the point of masturbating each other.
That had only happened once but Tracene thought about going all the way with
Judith when she masturbated sometimes. Tracene just didn't want to do it in
front of all these strange men! Besides she couldn't move with that awful
burning in her ass.
Once again her little sister pushed her hairless pussy against her face.
The
burning in Tracene's ass eased as she licked up the length of her sister's
wet
slit. Tracene was awed that Heather was reacting so womanly at her age.
She
felt her little sister's body spasm sharply as her tongue found the tiny nub
of her clitoris. It was very tiny compared to hers and Judith's but it was
obviously very sensitive.
That huge cock fucking deep into her ass was beginning to send wonderful
sensations through her quivering belly. Her little sister gasped and moaned
as Tracene sucked hard on her button.
"I'm going to fill her ass full, man!" Jose cried out and slammed up into
the
little girl's asshole.
Tracene cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure as the filthy
stranger's
come filled her tiny ass. She moaned as the man finally pulled out of her
and
moved away. Tracene was hot now. She wanted a cock in her young cunt
again.
Just as she started to raise up to beg one of them to fuck her her baby
sister
spasmed violently against her mouth. When Tracene realized her tongue was
making her sister come she renewed her efforts. Nipping at the tiny bud
with
her sharp teeth. This made little Heather scream and thrash uncontrollably.
Tracene held onto her torturing that tiny clitoris until Heather relaxed and
pushed at her head weakly.
Tracene sat back on her heels staring at her little sister's splayed crotch.
She became aware of voices and looked up to see her mother staring at her in
open mouthed awe. Tracene flushed hotly and quickly wiped her sister's cunt
juices off her face. When she glanced at Heather she saw her sister smiling
innocently at her.
"What are we going to do now, Bubba?" one gang member says. "You git any
money?"
"Yeah, $300 is all. Me and Lester are gonna stay here and make sure you
guys
get away clear. Then we're gonna take care of these whores and follow in
her
car."
"Sounds good to me," sly Jose said zipping his pants.
Heather pulled her dress down and sat up as Bubba and the others left.
There
was a strange look on her mother's face. And she noticed Lester's arm
around
her waist. She looked at Tracene with a frown. When she looked back at her
mother she was kissing Lester passionately and his had was on her big
breasts.
That's when she knew everything was going to be just fine...
The End...or is it?