Rape Stories

Warning!

Learning Curve

by LaJan

"Fuckin A, man! It was awesome! The best thing I’ve ever done and she was so cool about it, too!

Bob’s enthusiasm was contagious and the rest of us all sat there in a sort of reverent silence. He spoke in a conspiratorial hushed tone because we were at his house, down in the basement den but easily within earshot of any parent who decided to listen at the top of the stairs. Bob (“Bobert” to the rest of us) had is in the palm of his hand and he knew it but none of us cared. All we wanted was the details of how it went and we wanted them in the worst way!

“Come on, tell us what it was like!” Mitch whispered. It was the question we all were dying to ask but the last one anyone but Mitch could ask. Mitch was our ‘understood leader’ – the guy who led us when we did the neighborhood stuff boys our age did. This time, he was the one who knew he didn’t have the scoop but he was willing to give up his dominant position in the local boyhood hierarchy because this was news and none of us was going to miss this no matter what.

Bobert looked like he was going to burst with pride but he wanted to tell the tale as much as we all wanted to hear it. In his eagerness, he made Mitch’s acquiescence meaningless. This was way too hot for any feelings of one-upmanship.

“Well, we went up to her room as soon as her dad left us alone. I think he knew what we were gonna do cuz he kinda looked at me funny when he was leavin’. I almost shit my pants when he looked me in the eye and didn’t say nothin’ but kissed Angie on the cheek and he went out the door. Angie and I looked at each other for a minute and almost ran upstairs!”

“Damn it, get to the good part!” I said. Being more impatient than the rest of the guys, I wasn’t going to be able to just sit here and hear all the bullshit leading up to the ‘real deal’. I had a raging boner already and I wasn’t about to waste it on all this doodling before I got what we were all waiting for. After all, we all knew Angelica was a slut and we knew Bobert was the lucky one to have a date with her first. What we didn’t know was that she would make the first date happen in her parent’s house just one week after giving up the first kiss! All the guys at school knew about Angie and her rep was so sweet that everyone knew they could get her sooner or later. She was the “test model” and always ready to be driven! Now, Bobert had taken the ride and he was about to tell the rest of us what it was like. See, we all knew the score in our little gang: cherries were the norm and none of us even tried to deny it. We were always looking for the chance to get some and let everyone know what it was like. And being the first… Well, that was enough to make you king for a year in the rest of our eyes.

“OK! OK! Gee, I gotta get goin’ a bit or I’m gonna jump out of my shorts!” Everybody giggled like girls but nobody teased about it. Nope, this was a big deal and we knew it.

“Well, we got upstairs and she showed me her room. It was like all frilly shit everywhere, pink and yellow, ya know? I thought I was gonna gag but she didn’t even get through the door before she laid this big, juicy kiss on me. Shit, Angie can sure kiss! It was a big one, too. And she pushed her tits right up against my chest when she gave it to me, too! I tried to lean back and not bump my boner all into her right then. Guys, I might have ‘launched a rocket’ before even getting it out of the hanger!” Again, we broke up, laughing as quietly as we could.

“So, she gets done kissing me and makes this big fuckin’ smile. I’m grinning like a fool and she starts gigglin’ and shit. It made me a little bit pissed and I poked her in the side, you know, like in the ribs.”
“You fuckin dork!” Mitch hissed while he grinned and poked Bobert just like he was describing to us and he fell over, grabbing his side where it tickled and laughing out loud.

“Shhhhh! Shit, man! Don’t get my parents all interested in us now! We haven’t heard nothin yet!” Chris was the brainy one of us and his parents were like totally cool with the gang. They let us have the run of the den almost any time we wanted it and the only pisser about being at his place was Carrie, his little sister. She always seemed to pop up at the wrong times and annoyed the shit outta all of us, especially Chris. The think of it was, Carrie was about 13 and she was starting to look good! I thought about her a lot of the time when I was ‘launching a rocket’ but, if Chris knew about that, he’d bust my face good. See, Chris was the brainy one but he was still a lot bigger than I was. I don’t know if he’d fight anyone but he’d protect his little sis even while he was bitchin’ about her. Still, she was now becoming a hottie and I liked the way she was getting something to see under her blouse.

“She starts giggling some more and grabs my hand. We start a tickle war and it gets all wild and shit. We’re making all sorts of noise but there’s nobody home to hear us and it was sorta fun. But she was working us towards the bed and I knew it. When she got around the other side, she jumped at me over it and fell in the middle. I wasn’t about to just stand there and look so I jumped at her and she rolled over and got away just before I landed. But, when I tried to get back up, she was right by me and pushed me back down on the bed. She ain’t strong or nothin’ but it was, like, a move I wasn’t expecting. I looked up at her and she’s not smiling anymore. I’m thinking ‘Uh oh’ but she leans over me (and damn! Her t-shirt was pushing out something fierce!) she kisses me again, this time it was all tongue!”

“Wow! How did she do it?” John was the true dork of the gang and we always teased his ass about it. This time, we wanted the answer to the question a lot more than we wanted to give him another Indian Head Rub.

“Well, it was like she was looking for something in my mouth. She was like flicking my tongue around and licking all over in my mouth. I was way grossed out for a second or two and then, it was really nice. I started doing it too and next thing you know, she was laying down right next to me!”

“Fuck!” I was really into it now. I wasn’t sure I even wanted to stop the countdown ticking away in my shorts. Nobody’d know anyway and I was all ready for it with no prelims or nothin’!

“Well, we kissed side-by-side for a while and she puts an arm around me and pulls me against her and I’m just about to blast off, man! Then, she stops kissing me and says, ‘You wanna touch me?’ I was STOKED, man, and I was all like, ‘Yeah!’ but I didn’t even know what to do! Gee, what are you supposed to start with?”

Bobert nervous laughter was exactly how I was feeling at that moment. From the looks around the group, all of us were wondering the same thing.

“So, she grabs my hand and just pushes it down on a tit! Man! I was touching a tit and it was sweet! I could even feel the nipple in my palm! She was staring in my face, I was staring at my hand on her tit, and Angie started moving at around and all. I was freaking out but trying to be cool, you know? So, I just started moving it around and around. Then Angie got mean and said, ‘So, what’s up with you? Don’t you know how to play with a tit, or something?’”

“I was like, ‘Yeah, I know what I’m doing!’ and all but she knew I was lyin’. You could just see it in her eyes, you know? Well, she smiles again, looking like a fuckin’ witch from ‘Wizard Of Oz’ and hits me with, ‘You’re a fuckin’ vi rgin, aren’t you?’”

“OMG.” Mitch’s hushed exclamation was echoed around the room. This was the ‘worst case’ shit we all dreaded. We knew we weren’t cool but we sure didn’t want a girl to knew it, and certainly not when you’re about to ‘get busy’ for the first time! “What did you do, man?”

“Well, I didn’t need to worry about it, like you know? Angie just starts smiling normal like again and she… check this out… lifts up her t-shirt!”

Now, I know I’m not the only guy in the room approaching ‘lift off’. John, the dork, just puts his hand right down in his pants, no shame to his game at all! Nobody seems to notice but me and I’m not about to call attention to something I was about one second from doing, too!

“I was, like, all cool with it now and I touched her tit right through her bra [There’s a collective gasp in the den.] and she starts moaning low and sexy. Shit! I was so into it I didn’t notice when her hand got behind her and unhooked the damned thing! Bam! Tits come poppin’ out and all and I’m goin’ for it! Got my hands all on those hot tits! You know how they look in a t-shirt? Man, you’ve gotta see them out in the open! They are fuckin’ sweet!”

There are nods everywhere but the silence from the rest of us is testament to just how awed we were. We were sharing the moment like we’ve never shared a moment before.

“Next thing you know, she’s got hands all over me, too and clothes are fuckin’ flyin’ off everywhere! We were buck naked in no time, man, and I was looking at BUSH! Shit! That was SWEET! It was all soft looking and a lighter colour than her hair. Her hair is blonde but her bush is fuckin’ golden or something! Then she puts my hand down on it and I’m having a fuckin’ heart attack! It was all soft and stuff: it was like petting a kitten or something!”

“That must be why they call it pussy,“ DorkJohn whispered. We all looked at him for a minute and busted up, trying to keep it cool but knowing we must have been heard upstairs. There’s some footsteps and we all get quiet like but they didn’t come to the stairs so we pushed Bobert on.

“Then it comes: she puts my hand between her legs and wow! It’s like all wet and creamy and stuff! I was lovin’ it and hatin’ it at the same time when she grabs my boner and squeezes it. Fuckin’ A! It felt better than any time I grabbed it! I was like totally fuckin’ awesome! I can barely keep my eyes open and I’m thinkin’ I’m just gonna die smilin’ and all. But she says, ‘I want it. Give it to me, Bobby.’

“Well, guys, that’s when I knew it was time for old Bob Jr. to get some really action for the first time! Angie made it so easy I didn’t even have to ask if I could get some; she just said, Give it to me’ and that’s all it took! I was going for it! She rolled onto her back and spread those long legs. I was too eager to even get a good look between them so I climbed up and she reached between us, grabbed Jr. again, and pushed him right into the middle of heaven! It was all hot and wet rubbin’ up against her pussy and it felt like I was going into in a hot slick glove or somethin’.”

All this came out in a huge rush and you could have heard a pin drop when he paused. The guys were all panting like they were getting some pussy at the same time! It was hilarious and weird all at the same time. We’d talked about this thing we’d all heard about from the older guy in school: something they called a ‘circle jerk’. It was supposed to be where they all get together and stand in a circle and see who can jerk off the fastest. We’ll, we weren’t jerkin’ (with the possible exception of John who still had a hand on his crank) but we were doing all the squirming and stuff you’d be doin’ if you were jerking it.

“So, I pushed in and Jr. went in it like butter, all the way to the bottom. Wow! It was so fuckin’ cool I almost hollered. But she’s looking scared and I stopped right away. I didn’t know if this was a mistake or not but it sure looked like one right then. But she’s frowning really different, ya know? I was about if I was doing something wrong when she floors me with this: ‘You need to push harder to get through.’ I said like, ‘What? Thru what? I’m all in it now!’ I was so freaked that I was too small for her to feel it and I was about to get the fuck off her and split when she says it again. This time, she’s wrapping her legs around my legs and back and trying to like suck me into her pussy! I was already at the bottom so I didn’t know what she wanted but it felt so good I started moving and all, ya know? I was fuckin’ her, man! But she stopped me and said the real kicker: ‘Bobby, you are really gonna have to push or it’s not going to go in. Don’t worry; it needs to like break before we can start fucking’.”

“What the fuck?” Angie was a virgin? No way, dude! She’s easy meat! Everybody knows that and guys have been hitting on her pussy for years!” Mitch was incredulous. Hell, we all were.

“No, man. She said she’s been giving head, whatever that is. But she’s never really fucked a guy before. She wanted me to break her cherry! Me! And she fuckin ragged on my before for being a virgin, too! Shit, I was like spinning, guys! But I knew I was also not only getting some pussy and popping my cherry, I was popping hers too and I was stoked! I told her ‘OK’, she took a deep breath, and she pulled at my ass when I pushed as hard as I could. I thought it was gonna break either her fuckin’ pussy or Junior’s head off! It fuckin’ hurt, but I could see it was hurting her almost as much as it was hurting me. Then there was this ‘pop’ and I sunk a LOT deeper than before and it was unbelievable. Angie screamed and I was fucking her - like I couldn’t stop. It was in and out and in and out and I was groaning and Angie was screaming and then Jr. launched his first cruise missile: right on target, boys! I was shaking and hollering like never before when I jerked Jr. Sweat broke out everywhere, I got all like light-headed. And then, BAM! I was so tired I couldn’t even hold my head up! It was like I just played 4 hours of football or something. I would have fallen asleep if Angie hadn’t started crying.”

“Damn. Did you rip her open or something?” Chris had this horrible look of concern mixed with lust on his face. I may have had the same thing plastered on mine, too.

“I got off her” Bobert continued, “and saw all the blood. I almost puked! It was all over her bedspread, right under where we fucked. At first, I thought she’d gone on the rag at the worst possible time. Then she said it was OK. It always happened to girls like that the first time. I went into her parent’s bathroom and brought her a warm washcloth to wipe up with. She smiled and cleaned herself up while I looked the other way. When she was done, I felt so sorry for her that I hugged her and she hugged me back. We lay there like that, in her blood (Yech!) and she stopped crying and started kissing me again. It was like, wow! And then Jr. woke up so fast he almost poked a hole in her belly button. We both looked down at it and laughed but Angie wanted more. So, we moved over, out of the messy spot and, this time, we fucked a lot longer and it was like unbelievable. A lot better the second time and Jr. did a slow count down and unleashed another missile on target! (He laughed with us.) But this time, Angie got all into it: she moved with me and grabbed my back and my ass, said all sorts of nasty shit: you know, all the shit you’d have expected her to say right from jump street like ‘Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck the shit outta me! Stick it all the way in!’ and stuff like that.

“When I got her this time, there wasn’t any blood but there was this huge gob of cum coming out of her pussy. It looked so fuckin’ cool we both watched it come out! It was weird but I felt different, you know? Like I was a new guy or something. She looked ‘new’ too, and we got dressed and she kissed me goodbye at the door and I ran all the way here.”

The collective sigh from the guys was filled with the sound of dreams exhaled and we knew he was tellin’ us the complete truth. So, Bobby was the first of us to lose his cherry and he lost it with the slut who wasn’t really a real slut. I was almost running out the door when we all left and I barely made it to my bedroom and got the door closed before I got this picture of Carrie in my mind and “Houston, we have lift off!” It was the best one I’d ever had but I knew I needed to get one like Bobby did. It was time for me to get some real pussy, too! Woo hoo!

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Belinda wasn’t mean about it, just firm but it pissed me off anyway.

“Aw, come on, baby! We’ve been going out for months and all we’ve done is a little kissing. I haven’t even gotten to really know you yet”. I was trying not to beg but I knew I sounded whiney and pushy. I just didn’t have the words I needed to describe how I felt any better than I was doing. And I was ‘doing’ shitty and we both knew it.

“Jessie! There’s no need for us to get all sexual together. I love you and you love me, right? Yeah, it’s been a few months and it’s been good, hasn’t it? I mean, you were never pushing me for sex before now and I appreciated that. Let’s just take our time and be good for each other until the time is right for both of us.” Belinda was being extremely logical (as she always is), patient (as she always is), and infuriating (as she is usually perceived because of the first two personality attributes). And I really did love her a lot. She was my ‘first love’ and she was the world to me. Bit now that Bobert…

“Look, Jessie” and now she sounded a bit more than firm; she sounded harsh and pissed. It got my hackles rising the moment she started, “I know why you are bitching about getting in my pants. The whole school knows about Angelica spreading her slutty legs for your buddy, Bob. She told every girl who would stand there and listen to her tell the story! And I know there are urges all guys have around your age…

[And that really set me off! My age? Fuck, she was my age, too!]

…but you need to be a gentleman and take care of those urges, you know, privately. I understand your need to do that and I respect it. Now, you need to understand how I feel and respect that.”

“You know, Belinda, if I needed a lecture on boys and sex I would have asked Chris for one. At least he would have known what I was stalking about and not put me down for it!” I sounded like a real fool and I knew it. Worse, Belinda did, too, and she wasn’t having any of it.

“I think we need some time apart to think about this. I’ll call you later”. “The Death Sentence”. That was the one that meant she was gone for good and you could expect to never hear from her again. All the guys knew about “The Death Sentence”. I had blown it a lot worse than I originally thought I had. I tried really making amends for what we’d argued about but Belinda was curt and walked away from me, out of my life.

On my way home, I couldn’t help crying. I was so devastated that there was no way I could hold back until the privacy of my room. I was barely walking straight when I was banged on the back. I almost turned around with a fist ready when I saw it was just Mitch saying ‘hello’ in typical Mitch fashion. He was the guy I respected most for a lot of reasons but the one he showed me know shocked me. He didn’t start in on me about blubbering like a baby on the sidewalk, and I knew that was the first thought in his mind. He reached deep and found the compassion I wouldn’t have had if our situations were reversed.

“Damn, Jessie. What’s the matter, dude?” I told him the entire thing, right up to the part were I knew in my heart that Belinda had guessed right. He looked more thoughtful than I’ve ever seen him look before. He didn’t speak for the entire time we walked to my house but he was there for me and I could just tell he was my pal.

When I reached the lawn in front of my house, Mitch put an arm on my shoulder and said,

“Know what, dude? “The Death Sentence” is pretty final so it’s probably time to think about something else. I started crying again and he turned me around kinda rough.

“Dude. Hear me. I’m not ragging on you. What I mean is that you don’t need to treat her like a girlfriend anymore if she’s not your girlfriend anymore, you know?”

No, I didn’t know but the look in Mitch’s face was reassuring anyway. I trusted him to be my friend so I wasn’t about to look at anything he was saying as a trick.

I nodded to him and tagged his shoulder with a fist, he hit mine, too, and we parted.

That night, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get an image of Carrie in my mind. In fact, I was struggling to even get the missile out of the hanger. I lay there in the dark feeling miserable and thinking about how much Belinda had hurt me with “The Death Sentence”. I wasn’t surprised when the old missile reached the launch pad but I was surprised at the thoughts which got it off the ground: I was fucking Belinda as hard as I could and I didn’t give a shit that she was struggling to get away from under me…

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I thought it would have taken a few days – maybe a week or so – before I’d stop thinking about Belinda. But, as soon as I saw her between classes, I’d get that terrible mix of emotions again: love, regret, and anger. It was the anger that I finally realized was getting me aroused nights. It didn’t even shock me after a while; I just went with it to take care of business. But all that changed when I saw her with some punk. The kid was obviously another nerd and they seemed to be all over each other, a lot closer than I’d ever gotten with her. Then I heard the thing that set me off: one of the guys somewhere had heard from someone that Belinda and the nerd were seen kissing hard behind a classroom. The story came with all the detail like open mouths, hands everywhere, and rubbing all up against each other. Well, the fucking high-talking bitch wasn’t all that high up on her ivory tower as she claimed to be, was she? That afternoon when I met the guys in Chris’ den, I found out we’d all heard the story, even though none of us knew where it came from. It didn’t matter though: the gang was like all supportive of me and it made me feel like I was with the best friends in the world.

We got quiet for a moment and listened when we thought we’d heard someone coming down the stairs but it was a false alarm. Mitch spoke in a very hushed tone:

“OK, it’s obvious Belinda’s a slut and the funny part is we thought the slut was Angie! Just goes to show you, you just can’t tell about a girl you think you know.”

We all nodded solemnly.

“So, if she’s a slut, she’s putting out the pussy, too, right?”

Most of us shrugged. I didn’t. I was too busy trying to stop the racing in my brain - the racing that was keeping pace with Mitch’s train of thought.

“And if she’s giving up the pussy, there’s no reason why Jessie doesn’t deserve some, right? After all, he was with her for months and not getting anything but handholding. Now, some snot-nosed nerd comes along and she’s like puttin’ out in a week! That’s not fair, is it?”

There was an almost unanimous mummer of agreement. I was still silent.

“So, how about me ask her for some pussy for Jessie here, since he missed his chance after being the perfect gentleman for so long?” Mitch figured. It didn’t quite add up for me and I was about to say so when he started again:

“All we need to do is ask her for a little time with Jessie doing the riding instead of the fuckin’ nerd getting all the pussy. She’ll say ‘yes’ cuz now she likes it, just like Angie does now. Shit, she’s fuckin’ everyone we thought she was already fuckin’ before!” There were a lot of giggles because we all it was true. Bobert looked annoyed but he was nodding just the same. He’d never gotten a second time with Angie; she was easily the most popular girl amongst the guys these days.

The guys were are grinning like fools and lookin’ at me. Mitch clapped me on the back and said with true concern,

“Look, buddy. You deserve this and we’re here for you. All we’ll do is ask her. If she says ‘no’, we’ll give her a hard time about it and see if she comes around. If she does, the rest of us will get lost and let you do what we’ve all been wanting to do”.

“Not me!” Bobert, grinning like a fool, got a slightly hard clap on the back from Mitch, but he never stopped grinning.

“Like I was saying, if she says ‘no’, we’ll raze her a bit and make sure she knows what we think of her. She loved you, man! And you loved her! So like what’s up with her ‘putting out’ so fast for some twerp with a tongue?”

Fuck. Now I was crying again and it was all decided at that moment. The guys all rallied around me and not a single one said a word. It was just all about buddies sticking up for buddies. And these guys were the best buddies a guy could ever hope for.

So, I stopped my drippin’ and nodded that it would be OK with me. Mitch said he’d let us know when it was the best time and we got into some serious table tennis for hours.

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I don’t know how long it was after that day but it was still summertime and my shitty feelings towards Belinda remained but dulled significantly. I was really getting into finding new ways to catch a glimpse of Carrie and it sure looked like she was doing the same with me. It was almost a game between us, though neither of us let on to it. The hardest part was making sure Chris didn’t see us looking for each other. The rest of the guys were too freakin dense to see anything anyway. But obviously we were both concerned with Chris seeing anything like what we were doing.

It was totally by surprise that I wound up like totally face-to-face with her in the hallway at her house. I was headed to the john and she was just coming out, still shaking her wet hands just like a guy would have. There was nobody around (The guys were all downstairs and the parents had gone off shopping or something.) We both stopped short and just stared at each other. We both knew it was ‘on’ right at that second. Of course, I was totally chicken but she wasn’t and she walked right up to me, put a hand on my chest while lifting her cute face to me, and closed her eyes. It was like a dream and I bent forward in like slow motion to kiss her. When our lips touched, it was like we’d both been hit by lightning: we grabbed at each other and kissed like the lovers we knew we wanted to be. Both our mouths opened at the same time, our arms wrapped around each other, and we pulled so close that we almost crushed each other. I didn’t even notice I was pressing my fully-primed missile against Carrie’s lower body but she sure did and Carrie pushed back with as much force as she could, rubbing our loins together in passion I’d only seen in ‘chick flicks’ when mom had been watching them when I’d blundered into the room. It was magical and breaking apart from her was the hardest thing I had even done before. She was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I was grinnin’ like crazy when she pulled me into the bathroom and closed the door behind us, locking it and pulling a drawer out to further block the door.

“You came up here to pee, right?” Carrie said with complete composure. “Well, go ahead – pee.”

I was stunned but I was also so happy she felt the way I did that I turned from her, opened my pants and out pops a missile that’s not going to aim down for neither love nor money! I’m about to tell her it ain’t gonna happen when she wraps her arms around me from behind and pushes her crotch against my ass. I wanted her so bad at that moment! I almost tried to turn to her but the urge to pee was strong even before I came upstairs so nature came a’ calling and I got aimed at the toilet and started. Carrie held me from behind the whole time, hugging me, her head against my back while she murmured quietly.

When I finished, she let me close my pants before turning me around and kissing me again. This time it was slow and loving, like Belinda and I used to kiss. She reached behind me and flushed the toilet to cover her voice:

“OK, now you know. So, what’s it gonna be: you fucking that bitch Belinda or being with me?

I was floored! How did she know? Why did she ask? What the fuck were we gonna do to hide from Chris and the rest of the guys?

“Look, Carrie…” I started.

“I know what Mitch really wants you to do. I don’t want you to do it. But if you do, I want you to tell me all about it when we get together again. Just don’t love her when you’re doing it, OK?”

This little girl knew everything. Every fuckin’ thing. And she still wanted me as much as I wanted her.

“Carrie…”

“Just don’t love her”, she interrupted. With that, she flushed the toilet again and silently slid the drawer back, listening at the door. When she was certain, she opened the door and walked right out. Seeing nobody there, she pulled me out after her, kissed me again and walked towards her bedroom. When she got to the door, she turned back to me and silently mouthed, “I love you”.

I must have had a funny look on my face when I returned to the den because the guys were all like looking at me. Chris said something about a crap that had to be flushed twice and everyone was back into asshole mode for the evening. Mitch stopped us with a hand.

“Tonight’s the night, guys. Jessie pops his cherry in the grass by the old park’s pond or Belinda leaves knowing she’s gonna be called a bitch for the rest of her life! Here’s the plan…”

What Mitch laid out was simple but complete: we were to go to the pond and wait by the big bushes until Belinda and Brian (the nerd/dork) came to play kissy-face. Mitch had watched them for weeks and knew the pattern well enough to be fairly sure we could catch them there completely unaware. The guys all looked at me. I thought about what Belinda had “done” to me and thought it wasn’t all that much. I thought about what Carrie had said to me and I knew I wasn’t going to make love with anyone tonight, not unless Carrie found some way to make it happen! I thought about Brian and I started getting pissed thinking that he was getting the pussy I deserved. And I thought about this group of guys who were my friends and I knew I was going to say,

“Let’s do it!”

We scattered for about 3 hours and did all the things we needed to do at home to make sure parents wouldn’t be all in our faces when we got home. And we met just after dark by the bushes beside the pond. Sure enough, we saw them coming a long ways away and stayed quiet right up until they were less than 20 feet away. We even let them get into some small talk and start kissing a while before Mitch nodded.

“Yo, Brian, man. We need to talk to Belinda so why don’t you like take a long walk on a short pier”. Both Belinda and Brian jumped so badly it was comical but nobody was laughing.

“What’s this about…”, Brian started and that’s when Belinda saw me. She put 2 and 2 together in nothin’ flat and stood up.

“Just leave us alone, Jessie. We don’t need you here and we don’t want your friends here, either. Just go home, little boy”. And with that, Belinda sealed her fate. Mitch went nuclear in one second flat.

“I said piss off, Brian. I’m not asking.” Mitch said that with such venom, it scared me and he wasn’t talk to me! Brian looked at Belinda and started running even before she could turn to him. Her look of shock almost stayed long enough for her look of disgust to bang right into it. She turned on us and put her hands on her hips.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing, Jessie? Brian and I are together now and it’s none of your business. Leave us alone or, so help me, I’ll have you in big trouble.”

“Hey, babe”, Mitch said, “all we want is to ask a favour of you. We know you’re giving the stuff up for Brian so how about you like giving some to Jessie for being such a gentleman for so long”.

Now Belinda was seriously concerned but trying to maintain the brave face nonetheless.

“I am not having sex with Brian and whoever told you that is a liar! And I’m not going to give you ANYTHING, Jessie! Fuck off!” She started to turn away when she heard Mitch say,

“No. Fuck you.”

Everything happened at once and I’ll never get the sequence straight, no matter how many times I think about it. Someone grabbed at Belinda, someone (one of the guys) got slapped hard, and someone slapped Belinda, causing her to stumble backwards and fall on her ass. She was wearing cutoff jeans and one of those short like half-tops. There was a sweet view of her upper thighs and the bottoms of her large breasts when she fell. But Chris and Mitch were on her immediately, not waiting to see what they could see from that far away. One grabbed an arm and the
Other grabbed a leg. Both of them hugged them and held her on her back. John was a second later and he grabbed the other of Belinda’s legs and looked like he was going to hump it, he was holding on with such excitement.

Bobert and I stood there, shocked until Mitch hissed, “Come on! She’s not going to do it on her own!” That got Bobert moving and he took hold of Belinda’s other arm. Now completely pinned on her back, Belinda started screaming and struggling like crazy. We were way to into the park for anyone to hear her and she knew it (we all did) but she kept on like it mattered. The guys were all hanging on for dear life and it actually looked like Belinda could get herself free, she was such a wildcat. But she wasn’t able to lift a finger with the guys’ combined efforts and she turned her attention to me, still standing over her.

“Jessie. What is it you’re trying to do? I know you, Jessie! I know you wouldn’t do anything like this to me, no matter what! I’m sorry I was hard on you but I wasn’t going to have sex yet and…”

“Shut the fuck up, bitch”. This time the command came from Chris and it hit like a thunderclap. None of us had ever heard Chris say anything like that – not ever. Belinda looked at him in complete astonishment.

“OK, Jessie, like, let’s see what you’ve been missing, dude!” I looked at her a moment more while she still stared at Chris and knelt down between her pinned legs. I was rubbing her thighs when she realized it was me.

“No. Please. PLEASE, Jessie! Don’t do this! Don’t do it! You know it’s not right. I know you know it!”

“Like the man said, ‘shut up, bitch’” and I grabbed a thigh and gave it a hard squeeze. I was nowhere near myself; I was someone else, somewhere else. I was rubbing and grabbing and fondling all over her legs and Belinda was kicking and screaming all the time, pleading with me to make them stop. I wasn’t even hearing it after a while; it just became part of the background and I was all about foreground right then. I was touching places on her legs that I never even bumped into while we were together and it was feeling GOOD. The softness of her thighs was contrasted by the tautness of her well-toned muscles. The feeling of her calves under my fingers was sweetness I hadn’t been allowed to enjoy but I was like really getting into it now. Boy, was I! And all the time, I was acutely aware of the missile being moved from the hanger onto the launch pad.

By now, the guys were getting into the touching thing, too. I saw some hands that were free roaming around Belinda’s face and neck. Someone was kissing her really hard and the muffled sounds of her screams were even more exciting than the full-voiced ones. A hand slid up under her top and I could clearly see it outlined over Belinda’s tit, rubbing it and rolling the nipple around through her bra. Someone was biting her other tit and she was squirming away from that mouth as much as possible but there was no place for her to go.

Mitch was steady talkin’ to Belinda - talkin’ all kinds of shit about how she was gonna like thank us for this later and how she was gonna be able to get fucked whenever she wanted to from now on. I was barely listening but I heard her alternately screaming and begging. She was putting up a struggle that was incredible: swinging her head around hard enough to cause her some whiplash; lifting her knees to try to kick with them; biting at us; spitting at us; cursing like she’s never cursed before. The guys were somewhat taken aback by the language coming from Belinda’s mouth, me included. But all of us were a lot more interested in a girl’s body, the first body any of us save Bobert had ever really touched.

I was slipping my fingers up to Belinda’s ass when I looked up and saw that her top was off, ripped to shreds and tossed on the ground and her bra was comin’ off pretty well, too. I had two handfuls of Belinda’s butt when I stopped to watch Chris and Mitch open Belinda’s bra completely and expose her beautiful breasts.

“Damn! Look at those knockers, dude! They’re bigger than shit!” Bobert said with admiration. “Angie’s got some big ones but these are like HUGE!”

“Damn YOU, Bobby! Why are you doing this to me? You can have Angie anytime you want and you think you need to force me? Leave me alone, you fuckin bastard!” Belinda was righteously enraged now. I guess exposing her tits was the trigger for her to go from scared to furious. I was thinking about how pissed she was gonna be when I slid a hand under those Daisy Dukes of hers!

John and Chris were in love with those tits and both of them dived on them like they were Halloween candy. John wasn’t biting her breasts anymore; he was kissing them and rubbing his face all over them. He had to keep a careful watch of her face, though. He was close enough for her to give him a vicious chin butt if he got too close.

Even as I was thinking it, Belinda got him a good one. She brought her head down so hard I heard it rattle her teeth and she was rewarded with a yelp from John as he pulled away from her. That was all she needed for an opening. Belinda rolled away from him once he stopped holding her arm down and slammed a fist into Mitch’s face hard enough for his nose to explode with blood. He started screaming that she’d broken it but the screaming that Belinda did right then was so full of rage that it chilled me to the bone.

She was just about to bash my face with both of her newly freed hands when I dived forward, slamming into her chest and knocking her back onto the grass under me. It was just enough time for Chris and Bobert to jump off Belinda’s legs and grab her loose arms.

I had knocked the wind out of her when I landed on her and she was gasping for air as both Mitch and John recovered enough to get back to the rest of us. And, with Belinda temporarily preoccupied, Mitch took over as leader once more.

“The fucking Bitch! She broke my nose! It time for her to pay, damn it! John, make sure you have that arm down and keep it there. Chris, you take this arm and pin it good. Bobert you help me get her pants off her. I tired of foolin’ with this bitch so let’s get busy with it, guys!”

I was being totally turned on lying on Belinda’s beautiful body, her breasts pressed against mine, between her legs, which had splayed open when she fell backwards. I rubbed against her and enjoyed the feeling of my steel-like cock pressed to her crotch until Mitch popped me in the back of the head and told me to lift up. I did a kind of push-up over Belinda and she started to catch her breath even as her pants and panties came off together. Mitch and Bobert pulled Belinda’s legs open and she was finally completely nude, pinned to the ground and ready for us to enjoy.

When this started, I was feeling badly about it. Now, I wanted to fuck the shit out of her so much that I was almost drooling. Belinda’s eyes refocused on mine and she knew what I was thinking without a word but Mitch was like totally ready to supply all the words necessary.

“Shit! Look at that!” None of us except Bobert had seen a girl’s pussy before and I got off her chest and returned to the spot I had between her legs to look. It was so small and pretty that I was surprised to see that was what it looked like. Belinda was kicking up a storm now but we had her completely under now and we could take all the time we wanted exploring a new world.

“Go on, Jessie. Check it out!” Mitch said as if he were granting me permission. I took it as just that and reached forward to touch the small pink slit between Belinda’s legs.

“Don’t you even think about touching me there, Jessie. Don’t even think about it. I will kill you and you know I will.” Belinda said that with such a hushed voice it could barely be heard over the heavy breathing we all were making from the ongoing struggle. And the look on her face sure seemed to indicate she was going to do exactly that if she were given a chance. But I was on a mission now and I wasn’t about to pass up the chance I had been denied before.

“Well, Belinda, it looks like you can’t kill anyone right now so I guess I’ll just do the touching now and the worrying later, OK?”

“Please don’t, Jessie. I loved you, you know that, don’t you? You would never have done anything like this unless these creeps had forced you into it. That’s what I’ll say if you make them stop right now. Just make them stop, please, Jessie. Please!”

I ignored her and brought my finger to her pussy with something approaching reverence. It was so soft when I finally got to it and it was almost hot to the touch. I rubbed up and down the entire length of the hole and it twitched with my contact. Belinda began to struggle again and the guys held her good but she moved towards me accidentally and my finger went into her a bit. She screamed bloody murder and bucked her hips so high she almost hit me in the mouth with her pussy! I didn’t think a little touch like that would hurt her and it scared me a bit until Bobert said,

“She’s just freaked out, man. It don’t hurt when you go in that little bit. Now, when you get all the way in it, that’s when it’s gonna hurt like a bitch. That’s when she’s gonna give you a really good ride so hang on tight!” All the guys started laughing and I did, too, so I became a bit more bold and rubbed Belinda’s pussy a lot more. I was warm and it was getting warmed by the minute. Looking down at it, it wasn’t all that much to see: she had a little bit of light red hair around the slit, hair that was as fine and soft as silk. But there wasn’t much more to see; it was just a small pink slit.

While Belinda was steadily screaming, cursing and thrashing about, I pushed into the slit a bit more and then there was something to see! Nice, too! The slit opened up like some kind of skinny flower and it was really pretty to look at inside. I used two fingers to open her slightly and, the more I looked, the more I liked it. I rubbed up and down inside her and my finger was caressed by velvety moistness so sweet that I almost wanted to climb into it. I was really into it now and the guys were all urging me on so I rubbed her a bit more and bumped into something hard which made Belinda jump and gasp. I reached towards the top of her pussy with a finger and found a little hard thing, like a little cock with a boner. Belinda’s gasps became ragged and she started crying.

“Please don’t do that, Jessie! I’ll do anything you want. Anything! Just please don’t touch me like that!” She threw her head back and broke into great heaving sobs. I was almost feeling sorry for her. But not quite. Chris’ comment got me moving again:

“That’s her clit, dude. She can’t handle you touching it without doing something like a total lift off. It’s different in a girl but they feel the same way inside like we do when we pop off a big one.”

I had heard about it but I never guessed what a clit looked like. I liked the feel of it though. I rubbed it with the tip of my finger and Belinda cried out again. The more I rubbed it, the more she hollered, sorta like I was giving her a Indian Head Rub on just one tinny spot. I flicked the clit and Belinda arced her back, trying to get away from my finger but I was really into it now. I was rubbing it like crazy and said,

“Like it, Belinda? Like a little torture like you tortured me watching you playing kissy-face with that fuckin’ dorkwad? Want some more? I know you like it, don’t you?”

What I didn’t know then was that she DID like it and wanted more but she was humiliated that it was happening like this. What I found out later was that girls get off on being rubbed like that and Belinda was trying like hell not to get off for us! At the time, though, I thought I was giving her the best torture on the planet.

I pushed a finger in and out of her slit while rubbing the clit and Belinda’s eyes sprang wide open and she screamed through her sobs, twitching like she was having some kind of fit. The guys all got quiet but they didn’t let go of her and I was really liking the feel of Belinda’s pussy on the finger inside her.

While I rubbed her clit, something happened and it was such a surprise that I almost screamed myself! The girl got super wet inside and her pussy grabbed my finger and tried to pull it away from me. I wasn’t ready to pull it out anyway and I stayed with her, still rubbing her clit like it was a magic lamp. Belinda’s body went nuclear and it was awesome to see. She flopped around like a fish out of water, her head whipping around, her eyes alternately shut and rolling back in her head. The guys were all like ‘wow’ and I was, too. I finally couldn’t stay inside her, she was bucking so rough and my finger came out of her and off her clit but her fit kept happening. It went on for a long time and, when it started to subside, Belinda started crying really hard.

“Why did you do that to me? Why, Jessie? Why are you so fucking mean now when you were so good to me for so long? What did I ever do to hurt you like you’re hurting me now”?

“Well, for starters, you never let me even touch those big tits of yours. I never got to touch your ass or even your legs! You were a cold fuckin’ prick tease and now you’re gonna see just how much you did hurt me! You hurt me a lot and you’re gonna hurt a lot, too!”

I was in a rage so completely I couldn’t see anything without it being through a red haze. I was letting all the tears I’d cried for her, all the nights I’d spent dreaming of grabbing her, all the frustration of never having the girl in a bed like Bobert did. Mitch knew it when he saw the change in my voice.

“Get her. Fuck her just like Bobert fucked Angie. Fuck her, dude, and we’ll make sure you get all of it, every last bit of that pussy.” He sounded like he was the most evil being alive and that’s just like I felt.

I pulled at my belt and didn’t bother to just open it; I yanked it all the way out of the loops and threw it hard. I was ripping my buttons of my Levis open when Belinda started begging again: ‘please! No, no, no!’ All sorts of shit like that but I wasn’t interested anymore. I was getting what I’d been wanting for her – I was getting her pussy and now!

Pants open, I didn’t bother to pull them off. I just pulled them down, exposing my bare ass to the guys and not caring a bit. If they wanted to laugh, let ‘em. I wasn’t going to stop now for anything. I opened the front of my shirt because I wanted to feel those tits against my naked chest and I lay down on her. Belinda gave it one last huge effort of get me off her before she got fucked but there wasn’t a chance. I was determined and the guys were going to make sure I didn’t miss out this time.

It felt wild to lay down on a girl’s body: warm, soft, comfortable. I was amazed at how good it felt and I was thinking about that when the tip of my cock touched something warm and wet between Belinda’s legs. Belinda screamed so I knew I was in the place I wanted to be so I pushed forward, pulling back on her shoulders as I did. I felt the same hot tightness I felt on my finger when it went in her but, this time, the feeling almost drove me mad. Both Belinda’s and my eyes were wide open and staring when I lunged forward.

“Ouuuuuuwwwwwwwww!!!!” Belinda yelled with the most power I’ve ever heard a woman yell. I was in her! I was finally fucking a woman and I was finally a man for doing it. Bobert was yelling ‘right on!’ and Chris was yelling ‘Fuck, dude!’ Mitch was howling with laughter and I’ll always wonder why. But it was John that really said what I wanted to here:

“Fuck her hard. Fuck the bitch til she screams like a stuck pig. Fuck her all the way to the end and blast a load in her stingy cunt.”

I pulled back and slid my cock all the way out of her and I was amazed at how hard it was. It was harder than it’s ever been before and I knew it was because I was raping Belinda. The realization of what I was doing hit me almost as hard as I hit the bottom of Belinda’s cunt the second thrust. It hurt so good and I was getting into it quickly, pulling in and out of her slit with all the precision of an experienced rapist. I was really enjoying myself when Bobert said to stop.

“What? I don’t wanna stop, man! This is awesome!”

“Jessie, you aren’t getting it right yet.”

“I’m fucking her, man! I know I’m getting it right!” I was getting angry at the interruption and about to ram another thrust home when he said,

“Pull it out and look at your cock, dude.”

Well, I was seriously pissed but I figured it wasn’t going to get any softer anytime soon so I pulled out of Belinda (which didn’t stop her from still crying hysterically), sat back and looked at my cock.

“See, dude? It’s wet but it’s only wet a little bit! You’ve got to get it all the way in!”

“Shit, man! I’m hitting the bottom so hard it hurts. I know it’s all the way in! Maybe she’s just not all that deep!”

Bobert laughed and explained: ”Man, you’re only hitting the cherry! You’ve got to break all the way through that to get in and fuck her right. If you don’t, you aren’t getting her the good way.”

“No! PLEASE, JESSIE! No, don’t do that to me, too! I want to keep it! I want to be a virgin until I’m with the right man! I want…”

‘The right man’. She said ‘the right man.’ All the time she’d been lying to me, saying I was the right man for her. I may still be a boy but I knew I was going to be ‘the right man’ for her in about 5 minutes.

“Shut the fuck up, Belinda! Just lay there and let Bobert tell me how to get me some cherry!”

Bobert looked all proud since he knew what to do and none of the rest of us did. He told me I had to push a lot harder and bear down on her pussy like I was trying to fuck a piece of wood. He said she’s gonna bleed but it’s not all that much and it’ll stop real soon. Then, fucking Belinda will really be sweet.

I pulled back while Belinda begged me through her bitter tears and pushed into her pussy as hard as I could. Fuck! It hurt like crazy! In fact, it looked like it hurt both of us like crazy. But I wanted the cunt now and I was gonna get it no matter what. This time I pulled back on her shoulders when I slammed my cock home and I felt intense pain but there was something that gave a little. I thought I had hit bottom before; now, I knew it wasn’t the bottom and there was more pussy behind the wall I was pushing against. I tried again but there was no way I could push hard enough to break through.

“Lift her knees.” Mitch’s command was instantly translated into action and Belinda’s legs were lifted in the air and spread a lot wider. I felt myself sink into her pussy easily now, reaching the cherry a lot easier than before. And, this time when I fucked into her, I felt her cherry give with a hard snapping feeling and Belinda almost passed out screaming so hard. It was complete bliss. I was into her pussy so far that I felt my balls hit her crotch and the “wrapping feeling” around my cock was now incredible. I gasped with pleasure and pulled back again to slam another thrust into Belinda and it was pure unadulterated pleasure. I pounded in and out of her pussy like it was a punching bag for a cock, feeling ever little fold and ridge and curl inside her slit. I held on to her upper body while I fucked Belinda as hard as I could.

It was launch time so fast I almost didn’t see it coming. I felt my body starting to flinch and Belinda screamed right into my face:

“NO! Don’t do that inside me! Please! You’ll make me pregnant! Pull it out! Hurry! Pull it out before it happens!”

Not a fuckin chance. I was grinding between her spread thighs and felt the beginning of the end. Belinda reached deep and fought to expel me from her body as hard as she could but there was no way she could lift me off her, out of her. And I came in such a rush my head felt like it was coming off. I was dizzy immediately and pumping out cum by the bucket load. This was one of the all time record liftoffs and, if I hadn’t been doing it inside Belinda, it would have shot a yard or more from the tip of my cock. Belinda moaned and cried loudly while I continued to grunt, letting the end of my cumming float to me like a bird on an updraft.

When I stopped spurting in Belinda’s pussy, the guys all cheered and congratulated me. But, when I climbed off her and started to pull up my pants, we all gasp at the blood on my cock and Belinda’s pussy. It wasn’t a lot but it was bright red and it scared the shit outta me. If it hadn’t been for Bobert saying it was ‘cool, don’t worry about it’, I would have run off right then. But he got Belinda’s panties, wiping the blood of her slit, thighs and ass. (I used the remnants of her blouse). Then we saw the really cool part: Belinda’s pussy started dribbling cum! It was slow at first but it got faster in a hurry and made a big puddle between her hips. It was the most tremendous thing I had ever seen and I wanted to look at it forever but Mitch had other ideas and they sounded pretty cool, too.

“OK, my turn. Thanks for getting that damned cheery out of the way, Jessie! Now I can get all the cunt with half the work!” Everybody (except Belinda, who was crying quietly now) rolled with laughter and I took Mitch’s place holding a leg open while he dropped his pants and climbed on Belinda.

Belinda knew it was coming and tried to head butt him but was too far away for it to even come close. She struggled a bit as Mitch got comfortable and screamed when he rammed his cock into her. Mitch must have seen pornos or something because he fucked Belinda a lot differently than I did. He rode her with even, hard strokes, making a really cool wet sound each time he hit her cunt. He didn’t grunt or groan but he talked to her all the time:

“Take it, bitch. Take all of it right up your slutty cunt. Now that you’re a slut, fucking two guys in the same night, I’ll make sure all the rest of the guys at school know. They’ll all want to get together and have a party in you, won’t they?”

Just the sound of him raping her was enough to get my missile ready for another trip to the launch pad but I knew I wanted to see a lot more of this before I took another turn. Watching Belinda get fucked was like the biggest turn-on and, even though I want to fuck her some more, I wanted to see it happening much more than that.

Mitch increased his pace and Belinda started crying a lot harder again because she knew Mitch wasn’t going to pull out of her in time, either. With a savage plunge, Mitch hit her cunt one last time and his back started to heave while he hugged Belinda so tightly it looked like he loved her. Once he got up and off her, we saw the cum gushing out this time: Belinda’s pussy was opened like it was when I pulled it open to see inside. It was literally inviting us to fuck it and we were more than ready to oblige.

John was such a goober he didn’t want to pull his pants down in front of us but he sure wanted to bust his cherry in the ready pussy. So he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out like he was gonna pee and lay down between Belinda’s legs. She didn’t even look at him when he pushed forward, but she gasped loudly and her eyes opened really wide. John started fucking her and she started fight back again. Belinda fought hard and finally said:

“Please! It hurts too much! It’s too big! Go easier!” We all looked at each other with our mouths open wide. John was so hung he was hurting her by fucking her! It was so weird that we couldn’t say a thing. We just watched while he ripped into Belinda like he wanted to tear her in half. John’s a goob but he sure knew how to fuck Belinda hard enough to hurt her. She was looking like she was dying by the time John started yelling that he was gonna cum. Belinda offered a very weak ‘no’ and he let loose with his load, pumping it into her with very hard thrusts before pulling his cock out of her.

Mitch grabbed him before he could pop his cock back into his pants and we saw what Belinda was talking about: shit, the thing was limp as a noodle and still like a foot lon g! It was so fuckin’ big I don’t know how he got it all in Belinda’s pussy but it was wet to the bottom and John was grinnin’ from ear to ear. Mitch just shook his head and chuckled.

“Go figure. The goober has the monster pecker! Ready for some pussy, Chris?”

“Oh yeah! You know, I’ve been wanting to get a piece of this slut for years! Now I'll finally get some! Spread her wide, guys!”

Belinda began swearing like a sailor and found another reserve of strength to try resisting Chris. It was actually nice to see that she still had the spark in her. Chris liked it a lot more than the rest of us. He smiled like a champion as he pulled his pants down and showed his firm prick to Belinda.

“Got a little present for you, girl. Hope you like it!”

He didn’t just lay down on her; he attacked her with a vengeance. I guess he was raping her to punish her because he rode her like a cowboy riding a bull. He grabbed and squeezed her tits; pulled her ass up to his humping cock; pulled her hair and bit her neck; even licked the side of her face and ears. I don’t know which grossed out Belinda more: the rape of the abuse during the rape. Either way, she was not going to let him get her without fighting it all the way. And she did right up until Chris groaned and slowly pushed his pleasure deeply into her widely spread pussy. Chris kissed her hard on the lips before he got off her. Then he moved forward and straddled her face. I thought he was gonna piss on her but he pulled her hair again and wiped cum off his soaked prick all in it. It was one of the most exciting things I had ever seen and I was itching for another turn raping Belinda.

But it was finally Bobert’s turn. He took his pants and shirt all the way off, laying on top of Belinda as nude as she was under him. He went into her really slowly like he wanted to make it last a long time. When he was all the way in her he said,

“Wow! This is tons better than Angie! Fuckin A!”

“Well, make it a two-fer, dude, cuz you’re the only one of us who’s popped a load in more than one pussy!” Mitch encouraged.

Once inside her, Bobert wasn’t slow at all. In fact, he slammed his cock home about ten times and came in her! We almost busted a gut laughing at him but he was just as proud as he could be anyway. He didn’t bother to get dressed, just took a place holding Belinda down while I got on her for a second rape. This time was even better than the first time. Being fucked so much first made her cunt so easy to fuck that I savoured every stroke and made this one last about 15 minutes. I didn’t cum as hard but it was a lot longer. Again, I wanted to see her pussy afterwards and I pulled out but didn’t move from between her legs. The cum looked a lot different this time: it was still white and thick but it was creamier, like it had been churned up in her first. I guess it had been. So much had already run out of her cunt that the grass was white under her and her hips were soaked and laying in it. I was totally enthralled.

After I fucked her, I took off all my clothes and Belinda knew what that meant and cried harder. Then all of us took off the rest of our clothes, even John who’s massive cock was already prepared for his second round.

We fucked Belinda for hours. We never let her up for a minute and we never let up on her, either. After a while, my cock got hard but I couldn’t cum in her anymore. That didn’t stop me from humping on her time and time again. It looked like the other guys had the same gratification in mind and no huge cumloads came out of Belinda after a while. Eventually, she started to dry up and I was just about to pull out of her for the umpteenth time when she started to moan again. This time I knew what it meant and I kept a steady pace, raping her with deliberate relentlessness until Belinda groaned loudly and went into orgasm again. She bucked and twisted while she spasmed uncontrollable, almost crushing my cock while she came. I pulled out of her before she finished and Chris shoved into her right then so he could feel her cumming on his cock too. He fucked her a while and pulled out for Mitch to get a feel. And Belinda came again! She didn’t seemed to be able to stop so, when John stretched her open again, she didn’t fight it and came some more. This made her pussy wet all over again and Bobert got to enjoy a really nice long rape, cumming in her better than all the other times he’d fucked her. When he pulled out, there was another river of sperm running from her pussy. This time it was mixed with a thin, clear fluid Bobert called ‘girl cum’. It was like totally cool to watch, too, and we all took a long look before another rape.

It was getting to be dawn when we decided Belinda had had enough. She had stopped crying and had been just laying there, cumming occasionally for a long time. We let go of her very carefully and she went after Mitch like a banshee. He pushed her down with one hard thrust, pulled her legs apart again, kneeling between them and Belinda stopped fighting and begged him not to rape her anymore. He smiled at her and crammed three fingers into her cunt and fucked her like that while John and Chris held her in a sitting position. She cried a lot while he did it and, when he had enough, he pulled his fingers out of her and wiped the handful of cum all over Belinda’s face. She didn’t even try to stop him. He told John and Chris to hold her on the ground again and he stroked his cock while standing over her face. It took him a long damned time but he finally closed his eyes and aimed his cock down at her. Both Chris and John jumped away from her, not wanting to be recipients of Mitch’s parting gift, freeing her arms but Belinda didn’t try to move away from the one big wad of cum that fell on her breasts and belly.

Mitch looked down at her and said,

“Tell a soul and I’ll make sure every guy in this fuckin city knows where to pop his cherry.” Belinda began sobbing again, and, this time, I did feel sorry for her. I went to her and sat far too close, well within reach if she wanted to hit me but she didn’t. She looked at me, still sobbing and asked ‘why’ one last time. I said I needed it and she was the only one I wanted to do it with roughly. Belinda turned her face away from me and I got up and left with the guys, leaving her there to sit in our cum without enough clothing to cover any part of her body. I saw that and turned back. I threw my t-shirt at her and walked back to my buddies, feeling like a million bucks.

We don’t know how she got home or what her parents said when she did; nobody talked about it. But, Mitch did talk about how good her cunt felt to a few of the guys and we heard they got her just like we did later that week.

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The next time I went to Chris’ den to play fooseball, I couldn’t wait to leave to pee. Carrie knew I’d come and was waiting for me in the bathroom. There, she opened my pants, sat me down on the covered toilet, pushed down hard with her pussy over my cock and bit her lip when her cherry popped. She recovered from her pain quickly and kissed me while she rode up and down until we both came almost at the same time.

When we had finished, she kissed me a long time and whispered,

“Call me at 11:30 tonight. I’ll see the phone light up but it won’t ring and let anyone know you’re calling. I want to hear all about Belinda’s gang rape, every single detail. I’ll see you soon, honey!" We kissed again, this time tenderly and I went out into the hall.

Chris was waiting there with a funny look on his face. He didn’t go into the bathroom (where he would have seen his sister cleaning up the small amount of blood or playing with the cum between her legs) or say anything while we both walked back to the den.

It took a very long time for 11:30 to come around. A very long time.