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(mf- teen-cpls, youths, nc, 1st, bi, oral, anal, blkmail) *** Chapter One Chad stood in his basement, looking at the naked, blonde-haired girl bent over the back of the sectional sofa. She had a cock in each hand, one in her mouth, and one in her ass (true, the latter one was a plastic strap-on, but he thought it still counted as a cock). Chad himself had just finished pounding the blonde's tight little pussy, and was already hardening in anticipation of another go. The blond-haired girl looked at him out of the corner of her eye, her makeup smudged and running as tears of shame made their way down her face. She looks so unhappy, Chad thought to himself. He could almost feel sorry for her; that is, if she wasn't such a cruel little bitch... Marie was well known around school as a flirt and a tease who, even at the young age of 14, had mastered the art of using her looks to get boys to do what she wanted (not just boys, in fact – she had already improved her grade in three classes just by wearing low cut shirts and mini-skirts with no bra or underwear to entice her male teachers). She was just less than five feet tall, and her young body was well- developed with a firm, round ass and tits that were big for her frame, but which seemed to defy gravity. Her blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair, and full, pouty lips completed this picture of beauty that would be nearly impossible for any heterosexual guy to resist. She knew well how the promise of sex with this incredible body could be used to very successfully manipulate boys, and she did so whenever it suited her needs. By itself, this would not have been reason enough for Chad to despise her; if anything, her manipulations would serve as a lesson to the boys she teased that they should think with their heads, not with their dicks. However, Marie was also mean, even to the point of cruelty. She really enjoyed saying and doing hurtful things to others, often with no other reason than she just wanted to watch their reactions. Chad remembered last fall's Homecoming dance, when his own thirteen-year-old cousin Kyle had learned this first hand. Kyle was young for a freshman, having skipped a grade because of his intelligence. He had immediately developed a crush on Marie, and talked to Chad about her incessantly. Chad cringed when Kyle made up his mind to ask her to the Homecoming dance, and did his best to talk him out of it, but Kyle was determined. When Kyle told him two days later that she had said that she would love to go with him to the dance, Chad's suspicion only increased. Further attempts to dissuade Kyle only made the younger boy angry, so Chad reluctantly stood back to let things take their course. As he expected, it was a bad night for Kyle. Chad had not gone to the dance himself, but heard from several of his friends what had happened: Kyle walked in shortly after the dance started, and searched the crowd for Marie (they had made arrangements to meet at the school). He was dressed in a suit which he had purchased with his own money just for the occasion, and had a corsage in his hand for Marie to wear. At last, he saw her standing with some other girls, and he walked over to her. "Hi, Marie... you look lovely," he said, holding out the plastic box containing the corsage. "Here, I brought this for y—" "Who are you?" Marie asked, looking at Kyle as if he were a total stranger. Kyle was caught completely off guard. "Wh... uh... I- I'm Kyle... you know, your date?" Marie looked at him for a moment, her lip curled as if in disgust, and then she burst out laughing. The girls standing with her, not wanting to lose the favor Marie had shown them by allowing them to hang out with her this evening also started laughing at him. "My date? YOU?" said Marie, "Why would I EVER want to go ANYWHERE with you? You're a skinny little creep!" She laughed again, which encouraged the others to laugh even harder so the she would know how much they all agreed with her and thought she was cool. Kyle was devastated, and stood there speechless. By now, all the couples dancing around them had stopped and stood watching the scene taking place before them. Kyle realized that he was still holding out the corsage, and lowered his hand. Tears had begun to well in his eyes. "Oh my GOD... now he's gonna CRY!" Marie yelled, just to make sure everyone heard. Unable to take any more, Kyle turned to flee the scene, only to run straight into what seemed like a solid wall. He looked up and saw and angry face looking back at him. He knew this boy's name was Marcus, but didn't recall his last name. Marcus was a senior who stood out not only because he was one of the school's few black students, but also because he was 6'5". His prowess in football and basketball were legendary. "What are you doing talking to my date, you little shit?" asked Marcus, grabbing Kyle's jacket so roughly that he tore the lapel. Kyle was beyond words, and just kept trying to run. At last, he was able to slip out of his jacket and he bolted for the door. Marcus casually tossed the torn jacket aside, and walked over to Marie, who stood laughing as Kyle at last made it through the door. One of Chad's friends, a sophomore who had his driver's license, ran out after Kyle, and took him home. The weeks after the dance were a living hell for Kyle, but he somehow found the strength to get through. Mercifully for him, it wasn't long until Marie found another target, one who was also very close to Chad. It was only last week that his friend Gina had tearfully told Chad about her run in with Marie, and he remembered how he had held her as she cried. Since moving next door to him ten years before, Gina had become one of his closest friends. They had grown up together, and he had spent the past two years attracted to her as more than just friends as she grew into a gorgeous young woman. At 14, she was a year younger than Chad, but her young body was developing very nicely. Gina was about 5'3", and her body was very well curved. She often described herself as "chunky", but Chad though she was incredibly sexy, thick in all the right places. She had long, jet-black hair and smooth light-brown skin. Chad had found himself more and more thinking of her while he masturbated, and it wasn't long before he finally worked up the nerve to ask her out on a real date. When she turned him down he was crestfallen; that is, until Gina explained that she was a lesbian, and wasn't interested in dating boys. Their friendship grew even stronger then, and they often found themselves talking about how they would both like to have sex with some of the same girls at school. Apparently, and unfortunately, Gina had confided in one of the girls she thought was her friend about her own sexuality, but the "friend" had gone and told Marie about Gina's confession in an effort to ingratiate herself to the more popular girl. Marie wasted no time putting the new knowledge to use. Gina and Marie had gym class at the same time, and it was then that Marie chose to make her attack. As the girls showered after class, Marie stood at the door of the shower room and yelled: "Hey, girls! Watch out for Gina... I heard she's a lesbian!" Several girls looked at Gina nervously and trying their best to hide their bodies fled the showers. Not quite satisfied with this reaction, Marie continued: "Be careful; I caught her watching me while she fingered herself last week right here in the showers!" The rest of the girls quickly left the shower, leaving Gina alone with Marie. Gina looked at Marie, her eyes filled with tears of rage. "Why would you do that to me? I've never had a problem with you..." Gina asked, her voice wavering. Marie replied "Because the thought of you looking at us all naked makes me sick, you dyke freak. Take your perversion somewhere else." It wasn't long before Marie's story had spread, and Gina spent each school day suffering with suspicious glances and cruel remarks from both the girls and boys at the school. The rumor of Gina masturbating in the shower even reached the guidance office, and her counselor (a pudgy 45-year-old man who understood nothing about teenage girls except that he liked watching them on the free porn sites) insisted that she tell him all about the incident, promising that the confession would ease her troubled mind. He badgered her relentlessly, threatening to take disciplinary action under the school's zero tolerance policy if she didn't comply. It was only after Gina noticed the small tape recorder hidden and running under some papers on his desk that he backed off (though he swore that it was only for "professional purposes", and not for playing back to himself repeatedly while he jerked off). Chad spent most evenings now with Gina or on the phone with her, listening as she cried. The suffering Marie had caused to those close to him enraged him, and he became angrier still when he thought about how many more kids' lives she had menaced over the years. He wanted nothing more than to make Marie feel as bad as she had made so many others feel, and resolved to do so. His mind began to work... Several days later, inspiration struck Chad while he was hanging out with a couple friends. They were talking about girls, particularly the girls at school who were supposed to be sexually active. A debate began about whether or not Marie was one of those, and Chad listened as one friend argued that he knew someone who had seen Marie leaving Marcus the senior's house at 11:30 last Friday night. When the other friend responded that there could be a simple and innocent explanation for this, the first boy replied that a girl doesn't climb out a bedroom window when she gets done doing something innocent. The point was conceded, and the conversation turned to other girls. Chad was no longer really listening, however: a plan had begun to form in his mind. Two days later, the plan was complete, and he shared it with Gina, and then Kyle. They both immediately agreed, and the three began working out the details. Chapter Two That next Friday, Chad stood in the shadows of the hedges which lined the yard of Marie's house, watching as the short and darkly-clad figure crept around from the back of the house. If his deductions were correct, he already knew where she was headed, but he waited patiently to see where she would go. As Marie reached the sidewalk and began to walk swiftly away, he followed as quietly as he could: just as he had thought, she was headed in the direction of Marcus's house. Marcus's father made a very good living as an attorney, and their home was at the end of a cul-de- sac on a wooded lot. While that made it much easier for Marie to sneak over to see Marcus, it also made it easier for Chad to follow undetected. When they reached the house, Chad hid behind a tree and watched as Marie crept up to one of the first floor windows and tapped lightly. After a moment the window opened and she climbed inside. Chad waited another couple minutes, then as silently as possible approached the window himself. From under his dark jacket he pulled out the camcorder which had been a gift from his parents the Christmas before. The light from Marcus's TV would not be sufficient, so Chad switched to the camera's "night" setting and began to record the rendezvous. Marcus was sitting on the edge of his bed taking marijuana out of a small plastic bag and putting it in a bong. He took a hit and offered it to Marie, who declined. She didn't want to get too relaxed and let things go too far; she had never allowed any boy to fuck her, and she planned to keep it that way. She had no problem, however, giving blowjobs, which usually kept the boys happy enough... in fact, Marcus seemed quite pleased as she untied the string on his shorts and tugged them down. Marcus leaned back, and Marie knelt before him and began slowly stroking his thick cock. This was certainly not the first time she had sucked Marcus off, and she knew just what he liked. She licked the tip of his rock hard member, then took it into her mouth and began to bob her head. With each bob, another inch or so disappeared between her full, red lips until at last she took his whole cock down her throat. "Damn, Marie! You get better every time you suck my dick," Marcus moaned as he grabbed double handfuls of her hair. "You must really like sucking this big, black dick, don't you?" "Mmm hmm," Marie replied, unable to form words with her mouth full. "Yeah," said Marcus, "you're just a little white slut who loves big, black dick. Come, on! Suck it, bitch!" Marcus began to fuck her mouth, slowly at first, then with more urgency as he approached orgasm. His moans grew louder, and abruptly he pulled Marie roughly from his cock. "Imma come now, but imma do it on your pretty little face!" "Yes!" Marie nearly groaned, "Shoot your load on my face! Make me your cum-slut!" She wrapped her hands around his shaft and stoked furiously until his body went rigid. "Yeah, bitch!" Marcus cried out as spurt after spurt of semen jetted from his cock and onto Marie's upturned face and into her mouth. She swallowed what landed there, the licked her lips and smiled at Marcus. Using his shorts, she wiped the rest of his semen from her face, and then climbed up on the bed next to him. He wrapped one arm around her and squeezed one firm tit through her blouse. "You are one fine little cocksucker, baby," he said before kissing her. As their kiss became deeper, Marcus moved his hand from Marie's tits to between her legs. She moaned softly as his finger slowly began to caress her pubic mound through her tight shorts. "Now, c'mon, baby, when you gonna let me get in there?" Marcus asked, moving his hand to try and slide it under the waistband of her pants. "When you gonna let me fuck you? You know you want my dick, don't you?" Marie grabbed his wrist and pulled it away. "No, Marcus, I told you, not yet... I'll suck your dick all you want, but we can't go all the way yet." She wrapped her hand around his cock, which was already rock hard again, and began stroking it. "You want to come in my mouth this time?" Marcus seemed to be content with this. "Yeah, baby, let me shoot my load down your throat this time." Marie slid down and took his cock into her mouth and, after a few moments, once again had the entire length in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, and Marcus began to move his hips in time to her motions. Within moments, he grasped her head, thrust himself deep into her mouth and groaned loudly. Marie gagged a little, but did not try to move her head; she was obviously committed to swallowing the come which was being spewed into her throat. At that moment, light splashed across the front of the house; a car was pulling into the drive way! As Marie and Marcus jumped up in a panic, Chad turned off his camera and ran for the tree line in the back yard. He was satisfied that he had all that he needed for his plan to proceed, and began to make his way home. The following Tuesday, Marie arrived home from school to find a package on the counter addressed to her next to a note from her mother saying that she had gone to do some shopping and would be back later. The handwriting on the package was unfamiliar to her, but it was about the size and shape of a CD case. She picked it up and opened it there in the kitchen. Inside was a plastic case containing a DVD with a small white label on it that simply read "Play Me... in private." Puzzled, Marie walked over to the entertainment center in the family room and put the disc in the DVD player, the turned on the television. On the 52" screen appeared a young, black man, sitting on the edge of a bed and opening a bag of marijuana. The scene looked familiar to her, but it wasn't until she saw herself on the screen that Marie realized what this DVD contained. Her jaw dropped, and sat horrified as she watched herself pull Marcus's pants off and begin to suck his cock in high definition. She sat, frozen in place, as the entire scene from last Friday played itself out. A moment after the screen faded to black, words appeared on the screen. Numbly, she read them aloud: "Hi, Marie! Does this look familiar?" After the screen went blank, Marie stood gazing at the TV as he mind tried desperately to sort out what was happening. Someone had been there outside Marcus's house last Friday...who had it been? Why did they do this, and what did they want? Then the thought struck her: who else might have seen this? Her face, already pale, turned ghost white as that last thought hung in her frantic mind. If her parents ever found out about this, the consequences would be catastrophic! It would be bad enough for them to know that she was giving blow jobs, but her father, while not a full-blown Klan member, made no bones about his disdain for anyone not classified as Caucasian. For him to see his little girl sucking that big, black dick would drive him into a rage – who knows what he would do! And what about Marcus? Though she had no idea how his parents would feel about the blow job, but the video also showed him smoking weed – that could not only get him in trouble with his parents, but could also get him banned from sports under the school's zero tolerance policy – he'd lose his chance at an athletic scholarship. Marie had no idea how long she stood there with images of doom running through her head, but her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the garage door opening. Her mother was home! Marie panicked, fumbled to remove the disk from the player and ran to her room to hide it. She was very quiet during dinner, and went to bed early. Sleep, however, was a long time coming. The next two days were torture for Marie. At any time she expected to find out that the DVD had been made public. She still had no clue who it could have been that had sent it to her, and as time passed, she began to suspect everyone. Her questions were answered that very afternoon, though, as she walked sullenly home from school. "Hi, Marie," said a cheerful voice from behind her. Marie recognized the boy's face, but could not remember his name. "I'm Chad- you know, Kyle's cousin? I'm also a very good friend of Gina's... do you remember them?" Marie thought the names sounded vaguely familiar, but couldn't quite remember why. "Listen, I don't know what you want, but I'm not in the mood to talk so why don't you leave me alone?" She turned to walk away, but froze dead in her tracks at the words Chad spoke next: "What's wrong, Marie? Are you worried that the DVD might be seen by the wrong people?" She turned to face him, her mouth open in stunned disbelief. She wanted to ask him why, but he continued before she could remember how to speak again. "That's right, you stuck up little bitch – I sent it to you, but not after making several copies, of course. See, Kyle and Gina, those names you don't remember? Well, Kyle is my cousin. He asked you out to Homecoming last year, and you deliberately humiliated him in front of everyone there. Gina is my best friend, and also the girl whose life you nearly destroyed when you told everyone that she was lesbian and lied about her checking out girls in the shower. After all of the cruel things you did, you don't even remember their names. What a little cunt!" Marie's cheeks began to redden with rage – nobody had ever talked to her like that! "So I guess you'll let everyone see the DVD to get even? You think that's fair? That would ruin my li-" Chad shook his head and stepped closer to Marie, interrupting her in a low but firm voice. "Oh, you're right, that wouldn't be fair at all. No, you owe much more than that, you snobby bitch." "What the hell are you..." Her indignant response was cut short as Chad grabbed her mouth in his hand. "Now you listen to me, cunt! Don't tell me what's fair – you have been making peoples' lives miserable for years, but this time you messed with the wrong people. Kyle and Gina were devastated by your cruelty, and you're going to pay for it. If you do what I tell you to, nobody else will see the DVD. If you don't, copies will be sent to your parents and Marcus's at home and where they work, and dozens will be handed out at school. Tell your parents you are spending the night this Friday with a friend, and be at my house at 7:00." He let her go, but did not step away. "Wh-what are you going to do to me?" Her voice was uncertain; scared. Chad liked the sound of it. Chad reached up and squeezed her boob. "Nothing a little slut like you won't enjoy anyway." He let her go and walked away from her. Marie stood for a long time, not knowing what to do. Hot, angry tears began to run down her cheeks and she wiped them away. Just then, two of her friends (well the closest thing she had to friends, anyway) walked by her, saw that she was crying, and stopped. "Marie? Is something wrong?" the girl (Annie? Angie? Marie didn't know for sure) asked. "Leave me the fuck alone!" Marie screamed, and started running towards home. Annie or Angie stood watching Marie run away. "What a little bitch!" The other friend giggled and nodded, "Yeah, right? Let's go." Chapter Three Friday night at 7:15, Marie knocked on Chad's door. She was very nervous about what was going to happen to her, but after thinking about it, she knew she had no option. As the door began to open, she stood up a bit straighter and set a stony expression on her face. No matter how frightened she might be, she had made up her mind that he would never have the satisfaction of knowing it. Chad opened the door wearing a robe. "You're late," he said. "I was just getting ready to start sending out some DVD's." He smiled and held open the door. "I'm here. Let's get this over with," Marie spat as she walked through the door. "This way, my lady," said Chad, gesturing towards the basement door with a mock bow. "Fuck you," replied Marie, and walked towards the stairs. The stairway was dark; the only light in the basement seemed to be coming from a television. She started down. "Oh, no, you have it all wrong... you're the one whose getting fucked tonight, my dear. Your parents think you're staying with a friend tonight, right?" "Sure, but I seriously doubt your pathetic little dick can last that long, you faggot," she said, as she rounded the corner into the main room of the finished basement. Chad stopped and put his arm around her, and laughed. "You may be right about that, bitch, but my dick isn't the only one you have to worry about tonight." He flipped on the light switch, and Marie gasped as she saw what he meant – they were not alone. Seated casually about the room were three other boys and a girl. She had remembered Kyle, but didn't know the other two boys, who each looked to be about 15 or 16. The girl, who was sitting on the arm of the sofa, Marie remembered as the dyke from gym class. They were all smiling at her. Chad, ever the gracious host, made introductions. "Marie, by now I'm sure you remember Kyle and Gina." The two waved, and Chad gestured towards the other two boys. "And this is Jim and Peter. They helped make this plan possible, so I thought it was only fair that they get to share the spoils – or, in this case, the spoiled little bitch. But we all agreed that because Kyle and Gina were the direct targets of your rottenness, it would only be fair that they get you first." Kyle and Gina walked over to Marie and stood in front of her as Chad moved behind her with both hands on her shoulders. Gina reached out and began playing with her wavy blonde hair. Marie threw her a smoldering gaze. "Fuck you, dyke!" Marie said. Gina's hand clutched her hair roughly at the same time Chad reached around her and ripped her shirt open, exposing her firm, round tits. With her puffy, pink nipples exposed to the cool air, they began to stiffen. Knowing that this would appear to be excitement only made Marie angrier. Gina reached out and pinched Marie's right nipple, while Kyle began rubbing her left. "Look, Kyle, she's getting horny already!" said Gina. "Don't flatter yourself, freak," Marie shot back. She was determined not to let them break her. Chad slapped her ass firmly. "Now, that's not very nice, considering the spot you're in, Marie. Then again, as the old saying goes, 'you don't have to like it; you just have to do it'. Besides, I think we'd all like to see you feisty." Gina, whose hand was still clutching Marie's hair, tugged gently and led her over to the unoccupied end of the sectional sofa. "Kneel, bitch," said Gina, pulling Marie's hair downward. Marie dropped to her knees. Gina let go of her hair, slipped out of her stretch pants and hoodie, and sat down on in front of Marie. "If you're going to talk like that, you'll have to wash your mouth out...since there's no soap, you'll just have to use my pussy." Gina spread her legs, exposing her shaved pussy. Though he had long ago come to terms with the fact that he and Gina could only be friends, Chad felt his cock stiffen as he looked upon the soft, brown skin of her labia and the lovely pink inside. If he couldn't have sex with Gina, he thought, at least he knew he could watch her. Marie was disgusted at the thought of putting her mouth on the open pussy before her, but also knew that she had no choice. She leaned in, her tongue sticking out just a little bit. Just as the tip of her tongue made contact with the soft, moist flesh, Gina grabbed Marie's head and pushed it roughly between her legs. "Come on, bitch! Lick my cunt! You can hate me all you want, but you better make me come – if I don't come, the DVD's get sent, so suck it!!" Marie, reminded of the position she was in, relented and began doing the best she could. She had no experience on which to base her efforts, so she just began to lick Gina's pussy all over, alternating between her hard clit and open slit. Gina began to rock her hips, rubbing her pussy against Marie's face, which was now wet with Gina's juices and her own saliva. Gina began to breathe heavier and moan. "Mmmmm, that's better, sweetie; that's really nice. I think you might like it more than you thought, huh? Did you find out that you like the taste of pussy, Marie?" Marie stopped licking, raised her head slightly and said "Kiss my ass!" Gina replied "Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you? You know what? So would I." Gina raised her knees to her chest, her legs spread wide. "How about you kiss MY ass, bitch! I want your tongue in my asshole!" Marie wanted to just leave, but knew she had no choice. Wishing she'd never said anything, she submitted to Gina's demands and slid her tongue into the girl's anus. Gina almost immediately began to come, her body stiffening. "Ooooh, yes, yes, YES! Lick my asshole, whore! Oh god oh yes oohhh YES FUCK YES!!" Gina's hips bucked wildly, and Marie couldn't keep up. "Don't stop don't you DARE stop now!! You keep going until I tell you to stop!" Marie buried her face in the crack of Gina's ass and held on for dear life, shoving her tongue as deeply into Gina's asshole as possible. "Ooooohhhhh god oh yes, oh FUCK YEESSS!!" Gina screamed as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. After several minutes, she settled down, gasping for breath. "Wow, Marie, for someone who hates lesbians, you sure know how to make a girl happy. Come up here and kiss me, love." Marie stood halfway up to do as Gina wished, and saw that the boys were really enjoying the show; all four of them had their cocks in their hands, stroking as they watched. "Like what you see, pervs?" Marie said sourly. Kyle replied "I'd like to see the rest of your sexy little body, myself." The other boys nodded in agreement. Gina sat up and pinched Marie's nipple again. "You heard the boy, slut! Strip!" Gina demanded. "Fine," Marie said. She slipped her open shirt off of her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. However, as she reached for the button of her pants, Chad stopped her. "Now, come on, Marie... that wasn't sexy at all! Make it look good for us." Marie's face was red with rage, but she simply nodded and began to sway her hips back and forth, slowly rotating her head in time with her hips. Gina and the boys cheered and clapped. Marie felt tears threatening to escape, and made an effort to focus only on her anger as fuel. She slid her fingers across her belly, and slowly to her button and zipper. She slowly spun around, and then bent at the waist as she pushed down her pants, leaving her only in her white thong panties. She stayed like that, bent over with her sexy round ass facing the boys for a moment, then slowly stood up, turned around, and slipped her panties down. As they fell to the floor, she raised her arms over her head. She stared directly at Chad, making no effort to hide her hatred for him. He merely smiled and stroked his cock languidly. She looked at the others, and saw that Jim and Peter were also still masturbating, but Kyle now had his hands full with a video camera instead. The son of a bitch had filmed her stripping. Before she could say anything about it, Gina called to her. "Hey, pussylicker; did you forget about me? Get your hot little ass over here and lick my tits." Gina held her own breasts in her hands, and Marie knelt and leaned over Gina to place her mouth on the dark brown nipples there. Kyle, now naked, walked over to where Marie was servicing Gina and knelt down beside her. He began to run his fingers across her ass, and watched as Marie kissed and sucked Gina's full tits. Gina smiled at him. "Jump on in, Kyle... I think she's ready for some cock," she said. Kyle positioned himself behind Marie, and placed his rock hard dick against the lips of her pussy. She wasn't very wet, but that was no problem; he spit on his hand and rubbed it across her lips. When he slipped the tip of his cock just inside, Marie's self- possession slipped and he heard her whimper. As he slid further in and felt the soft resistance of her hymen, he realized why; she was a virgin! "Oh my god," he said, "she's a virgin!" The boys cheered again, yelling for him to fuck her hard. "Alright, Kyle! Go for it – take that bitch's cherry!" Chad yelled, now holding the camera himself. Gina took Marie's head in her hands, and lifted the blonde's face up to meet her own. "Look up here, you little cunt," Gina whispered, almost lovingly, "I want to look in your pretty little eyes when he takes your virginity away from you, and I want you to see me laughing at you when your world turns to shit, just like you did to me." Marie could no longer contain her tears, and they fell freely from her eyes and onto Gina's nipples, which were still hard with excitement. As silent sobs shook Marie's body, her dread anticipation came to an end. She felt Kyle's erection thrust into her pussy, tearing violently through her maidenhead; she felt the fabric of the sofa as she clenched her hands in spasms of pain; she heard the boys laughing and calling her a slut and a whore; she smelled the musky scent of Gina's pussy smeared all over her own face. Worst of all, though, she saw the delight in Gina's eyes as she watched Marie cry. They had broken her, no matter how much she had sworn to herself that it wouldn't happen. Marie had no idea how long this went on, but it felt like forever. Her pussy ached as the kid continued to pound away clumsily. Every time she tried to look away from Gina, her head would be directed back. From the corner of her eyes she could see that Jim now held the camera and was filming a close up of her tear-streaked face. "Smile for the camera, love," Gina said sweetly. "Fuh- fuh- fuck you! Fuck all of you!" Marie sobbed, looking into the camera. She felt Gina pull her hair and slap her face at the same time she felt Kyle shoot his load into her with one last thrust. He swatted her ass and pulled his softening dick out. He leaned over and whispered to in her ear. "I guess I got a date with you after all, Marie... I never dreamed you'd fuck on the first date. What a dirty little slut you are!" Kyle said, taking her shirt from the floor and wiping his semen and her virginal blood from his dick. Gina had moved away, and Peter took her place. He waved his cock in front of her mouth. "Hey, Marie, I've seen you suck dick, now show me how it feels," he said. She took his cock in her mouth and began. Meanwhile, Chad took Kyle's place, and slid his dick inside her without hesitation. She was slippery, but still so tight! He began to fuck her with long, slow strokes, savoring the delicious friction of her hot little cunt. He began to rub her thumb across her anus, causing her to twitch. She tried to pull her mouth off of Peter's dick to protest, but he shoved her mouth back down. She moaned urgently. "Shut up, bitch!" Peter said, and began fucking her mouth as she tried not to gag. After a moment, he groaned and shot his seed down her throat. "Just shut up and swallow!" Chad continued to pound her pussy, and then stopped long enough to lie down and have Marie climb on top of him and begin to ride him. After a while, Jim pushed her down so that she was face to face with Chad. She closed her eyes and turned her head away, not wanting to have to see him as he fucked her. Seconds later, though, her eyes flew open again as she felt Jim rubbing saliva across her anus. "No, please don't please ooooOOOOOWWWW!" Marie's protest turned to a scream as she felt the tip of Jim's dick slide into her ass. Chad continued to pound her cunt, his thrusts falling into rhythm with Jim's. Marie cried out in pain with each thrust. Her pussy ached, her ass was burning, and she wanted to sob again. Marie began to lose track of events after that; her own mind's defense, perhaps. She had not allowed herself to sob like she had before, but tears still trickled from her eyes. She was beyond actually crying, beyond the searing rage she felt earlier. She felt herself going emotionally numb, except for a dull anger at these people who had done this to her, and a feeling of shame that she had ever let this happen. At some point, Chad and Jim came, and she felt hands flipping her over on her back. Someone fucking her now... two cocks in her face – taking turns sucking them...the boy fucking her pulls out, and he and the two boys whose cocks she had been sucking coming on her face... the lesbian straddling her face and making her lick her ass again while yet another cock is shoved in her pussy... being bent over the back of the couch and being fucked in her aching ass again – cold, too rigid to be a cock... the lesbian with a strap-on dildo... a cock in her mouth... two boys making her jerk them off... more... more... Chad stood in his basement, looking at the naked, blonde-haired girl bent over the back of the sectional sofa. She had a cock in each hand, one in her mouth, and one in her ass (true, the latter one was a plastic strap-on, but he thought it still counted as a cock). Chad himself had just finished pounding the blonde's tight little pussy, and was already hardening in anticipation of another go. The blond-haired girl looked at him out of the corner of her eye, her makeup smudged and running as tears of shame made their way down her face. She looks so unhappy, Chad thought to himself. He could almost feel sorry for her; that is, if she wasn't such a cruel little bitch. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 74