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|Introduction: if I'm to ever have a fulfilled sex life....|
Call me Melissa. I'm 23 with medium length red hair and a 34D-24-32 body. I'm 5'5" and 118 lbs. I work as a cocktail waitress at night and usually walk home late at night and alone. The bar I work in has a caveman motif and my uniform is high black heels, black, thigh high nylons, a short yellow skirt which is basically just a piece of cloth tied around my waist which shows the top of my nylons and when I bend over, my purple g-string. I live in the city and the streets are usually deserted by the time I get off work. I wear a long coat when I walk home to cover the short skirt, black tights and low cut blouse that I have to wear for work. I'm always worried walking home so late alone, but I don't have any choice.
The bar I work at closed for remodelling a few months ago. We were closed for a week and I had no plans other than to relax at home for the week and not be bothered by anyone. It had been a long night at the bar. There had been this one customer who I had never seen in the bar before who had kept telling me how beautiful I was and how perfect my legs and ass were and how he loved the way my tits were pushing up out of my tight blouse. He drove me nuts hitting on me like this all night. As the night had gone on he started telling me that he made " films" and that he wanted me to be in one. I finally told him to fuck off and cut him off from any more drinks.
It was particularly late that night when I got off work for the week and I was exhausted and just concentrating on getting home, looking at the ground in front of me as I walked and not paying attention to my surroundings. I had made the walk so many times that I could do it with my eyes shut. That's when it happened. It still bothers me to think about it and it forever changed my sex life.
I was passing an alley and didn't see the van parked just inside the alley. Just as I was passing the alley I was hit hard where my shoulder meets my neck from behind. I fell to the ground almost unconscious. He grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth and putting a knife to my throat after holding it up in front of my face. I wanted to scream, but I was too terrified to even struggle, never mind scream. He pulled me into the van and punched me until I was unconscious. I don't know how long I was out for. When I came to I was blindfolded, my wrists were tied behind my back to my feet up between my legs and up to my neck and I was gagged. The rope around my neck was tied in a slip knot so if I struggled I choked myself and it dug deep into my crotch, giving me a rope burn on my pussy. I was scared to death. I could tell we were moving.
After a long time the van stopped. I heard the sliding door open and I was picked up by the rope. It dug hard between my legs and I tried to scream, but it was choking me and I couldn't. I was carried into a building and thrown onto a bed. I heard a door close and lock and I could hear things being moved around but couldn't tell what was going on.
Then the voice whispered in my ear, " This room is soundproof. If you scream no one will hear you and I'll punish you for it." The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't place it. They took off the gag and I breathed heavy and fast to catch up for lost breaths. I could hear them walking around the bed and I heard clothes rustling. Then I heard something that sounded like a VCR being turned on.
I heard them walk back to the bed and they grabbed my face. " We're gonna have fun......lots of fun.....like you never had before..." and I felt a hand between my legs, sliding along side the rope that was digging into me through my g-string, " yeah, lots of fun....."
" Please don't.....don't hurt me..." I pleaded.
" Oh, not yet, that's later...." the voice replied. Now I was even more scared. They caressed my cheek, then I felt something else touching my face. It left a wet streak on my cheek and I knew what it was. They touched it to my lips and I jerked away.
" Don't....please stop....." They grabbed the rope around my throat and tightened it, making me gasp for air, opening my mouth wider. That's when they stuck it in. It seemed huge and filled my throat until I felt a body pushing against my face, shoving it all the way in. I gagged but they just held it in. I felt like I couldn't breathe and started to cry. They started sliding it in and out, gagging me each time they pushed. I struggled hard to pull away and managed to get it out of my mouth long enough to gasp for air. Then I felt a hard slap across my face.
" So you need convincing! Ok we'll just teach you a lesson then! Let's see how you like this!" I felt my blouse being torn open and my bra being ripped apart, exposing my breasts. Then I felt them licking and sucking on my breasts until I felt something clamp down on one of my nipples. It was excruciating and I screamed from the pain. " So you wanna make noise? I told you not to scream....." and I felt the other nipple get clamped. They slapped my face hard with their still wet dick.
" Still don't wanna suck it?" and they grabbed the rope around my neck again, shoving it down my throat again.
As they slid it in and out, they started pulling and flicking the clamps on my nipples, then yanked hard on the rope between my legs, nearly cutting me in half. They pounded in and out of my mouth, inflicting pain on my nipples and pussy the whole time. It took forever, at least half an hour. They pulled my hair like a handle for my head and every once in a while would pull out of my mouth to beat my face with their dick. Then they would slap my tits, my face and pull the pussy rope, leaving me rope burned in my pussy and between my thighs. Then I could feel it building in the cock deep in my throat as they started to cum. They shot the first load all the way into my stomach, it felt like gallons. Then they pulled out and came all over my face, neck and tits. I tried to spit it out. They grabbed my chin and held my mouth shut.
" Oh no...you swallow what I give you...." and they pinched my nose shut so I couldn't breathe. Then they rubbed the cum from my breasts and neck up and down on my throat, forcing me to swallow. Once I swallowed they stood up and began beating my face with their dick again, slapping me with it like a rubber stick, leaving welts all over my face.
I laid on the bed covered in cum shaking, crying, whimpering. " pleasssee stopppppppp......pleeeeeease......"
" Oh, but that was just the first scene, we've barely started." That's when I recognized the voice. It was the man from the bar, which meant that the VCR sound I heard must have been a video camera. The terrifying realization hit me that he was filming himself raping me.
" Why are you doing this to me?" I asked through my sobs.
" Because it sells for big money bitch. You had your chance to be a star voluntarily, now we do it my way. This could have been fun for you, too bad. But, this is bigger money when I'm done with you, big bucks"
" Please let me go....please..." I sobbed.
" Oh not yet, we have lots of time, you don't have to be back at work for a week and I have a movie to make." He leaned down close to my ear and said, " Tell me, what's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?" I just let out a whimper and started to cry. " Fine, we'll just have to test your limits." He jumped up and said " don't go anywhere" in a mocking tone and I heard the door shut. It was a long time before he came back, I couldn't tell how long, but the cum had dried on my face, neck and breasts.
" Ready for round two?" he flicked at the nipple clamps he had left on me. My nipples felt almost numb until he touched them, then the pain returned even worse and I let out a little scream, then breathed in quickly so as not to make him mad.
" Good, you're learning......What shall we do this scene eh? I have a list of six things we're gonna do and you get to pick, in a way." He cut my wrists loose from the rest of my body and brought them around to the front, then tied them together again. My ankles were still tied together and were still tied to my throat and between my legs. He took my hand and put something in it, a small cube. " Roll the dice bitch and we'll see what you get to do next."
" Please let me go, I won't tell anyone about this, please."
Slap! across my face knocking me to the bed. " Roll the dice bitch!" I let the die fall from my hand. " Six!" he exclaimed " well, right to the top!"
He grabbed me by the rope, again giving me a rope burn between my legs and choking me. He positioned me on the bed, then cut my ankles apart. Then he tied each leg to its own rope and pulled my legs almost straight up so that only my neck and head were still touching the bed. I was suspended upside down with my legs spread far apart.
He stuck a knife under the rope that was against my pussy, sliding it up and down the length of my pussy before he cut the rope. Then he grabbed my g-string and tore it off me, leaving welts where it tore. With my legs spread far apart he started whipping my inner thighs, pussy and ass with a leather whip. It stung badly and I could tell he was leaving marks. Then he licked up and down my thighs, stopping at my pussy for a while, then sticking his tongue up my ass. I pleaded with him to stop, but he just hit me with the whip wherever he was licking when I said anything.
Then he said, " Ok cocktail waitress, time for me to bring you a drink." I had no idea what he meant. I heard something that sounded like a liquor bottle opening. Then he grabbed my legs and pulled them even farther apart.
I felt something sliding up and down the crack of my ass, then he spread my cheeks really far apart, so much it felt like he was ripping my ass open. Then I felt it go in, a tube of some kind at least an inch in diameter. I screamed and tried to squirm away but he just hit me square on the pussy with the whip harder than ever. He shoved the tube deep into my ass, I could feel it in my stomach.
" Yeah, you like that don't you bitch....." he shoved it in and out, tearing my hole as he did it with no lubricant at all. Then I felt a rush of liquid running into me through the tube. It filled my anal cavity and washed all through me, I could feel it climbing up inside me, washing through my body. " Have a drink on me.." he snickered. Then I felt the burning inside me.
" What did you do?" I asked terrified, " what was that? I said starting to panic.
" Oh I just made you a little drink. You like whiskey don't you? You just drank a pint of it.." he laughed. " you just hang there and let that take effect, then we'll play another round of dice." and he slapped me hard on the ass, then my pussy. I didn't know what to do, he had just put a pint of whiskey into my ass and it burned. I could feel it entering my blood stream and started to feel the effects of the alcohol. It only took a few minutes before I was completely drunk, my head was spinning. I heard him come back and he cut me down but held my ass up in the air. I felt his tongue in my ass again. He started to let me down with his tongue in my ass until I was sitting on his face. He sucked at my asshole and I felt some of the whiskey shoot into his mouth.
" Mmmmm, that's good whiskey." I could tell that it was all over his face as another load of the juice leaked out of me. Then he turned me over and pressed his mouth to mine, spewing my ass whiskey into my mouth. I spit it in his face because I couldn't stand the taste. He jumped up and started slapping me hard, all over my body, with his hands and the whip. He beat me for several minutes.
" Roll the dice again!" and he slapped me hard across both of my still clamped breasts. I just dropped the die again. " Ah, so you want the pussy of a little girl, smooth and hairless...."
He ran his hand up and down my pussy, sliding his finger in and out, then grabbed at my pussy hair and ripped out a handful. This was the most painful thing yet and I let out an anguished scream. He pinned my shoulders to the bed, sitting on my chest and shoved his cock into my mouth.
" Shut up bitch! If I wanna hear anything out of your mouth I'll cum in it and listen to you swallow!" He picked me up and carried me to a post where he tied my hands above my head to some sort of hook. Then he grabbed one leg and stretched it way out to one side and tied it to something to keep it there, then he did the same with the other leg so that I was suspended with my legs stretched as far apart as they would go. My leg muscles were tearing from the stretch and I was really spinning from the alcohol now. I felt limp. Then I felt the electric clippers shaving the hair from my pussy. After that the razor shaving me clean.
" That's a good little clean shaven girl" I slumped my head forward trying to keep my senses as the alcohol was nearly making me black out.
He put the die in my mouth and said " Roll again!" I spit it out.
" Four! Ooooh, you like showers do you....." He cut me down and threw me on the floor, pulling my hands down under my back. He straddled my chest and tapped at my mouth with his cock. I was too drunk to struggle and opened my mouth. He started mouth fucking me, pulling out and fucking my tits hard, holding them together around his cock by the clamps, ravaging my chest, then shoving it back down my throat. He rubbed his cock and balls softly over my face and I could feel that he was lightly stroking himself as if urging something to happen. He let out a breath and I felt it wash over my whole face. He was pissing all over my face and tits.
I could feel it running all over my body and down my sides. Then he came back to mouth and I tried to turn away but he forced himself into my mouth and pissed down my throat. When he pulled out I was gagging on his piss, the warm salty taste permeating my mouth and running down my cheeks into my hair, ears and down my neck.
He put the die in between my tits and said " Roll again" I heaved my chest up so the die would move. " Five! Heh heh heh" he sneered in an evil tone.
He shoved several fingers in my pussy and one up my ass and lifted me off the floor pushing my face back into the post. Again he tied my hands above my head, this time facing the pole. He walked away for a minute then came back and set something heavy down, like a bag of stuff. He reached around and ripped the nipple clamps off, then put one on my clit. The pain was terrible and I started to cry. Then I felt the sting of a much longer whip across my ass. I collapsed from the pain.
" Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!" he counted off as he beat my ass nearly bloody. Some of the stings were to my inner thighs and once he cracked it right up between my legs stinging my pussy like a knife. Then he stopped and rubbed my pussy.
" Oh, does that help?" he whined, shoving in four fingers at once.
Then he got down between my legs and started to lick my pussy, tugging on the clamp on my clit. After all I had been through, this actually felt good, comparatively, and I hoped that he would just do this for a while, rather than some other horrible torture. But he stopped. He spun me around and grabbed hard at my tits. Then he tied a rope around both of them, pulling them together and cutting off the circulation in my tits. Then I felt the whip again, right across both breasts. Five times he hit me, cracking on my left nipple directly once. I could tell he had drawn blood when he hit the nipple because I could feel it running down my tit. He lit a cigarette and went back to licking my pussy. Again I was happy that he wasn't beating me and almost enjoyed the pleasure of not feeling pain for a moment. He pulled my lips far apart and licked deep inside me as I let myself feel good for a moment. Then I heard the sizzle of his cigarette going out inside me. It burned bad and I jumped up and down at the pain wishing it would just stop. The alcohol had really set in now and I was barely awake anymore, like a bad dream. I felt something cold on my breasts, cold and hard, frozen but cock shaped.
"Here baby, let me cool that off for you," and he shoved the frozen object deep into my pussy. The cold helped the burning I was feeling inside me. He pulled it out and said " Oh wait a minute, I forgot the best part."
This time when it went in me it felt rough, like it was covered with hard bumps, some sort of condom with big stiff bumps all over it, like gravel. He rammed it in and out of me extremely fast, tearing my inner walls with every thrust. I was getting raw inside very fast and again I was suffering in pain. He grabbed my left leg and brought my knee up to my face, then tied it to my neck so I was doing the splits standing up. Then he started in again with the frozen thing and its nubs. This time he started licking around it as he fucked me with it. I was reeling from the booze he had pumped into me earlier and couldn't have kept my balance if he hadn't held me up. I couldn't hold my head straight anymore, either from the booze or the torture or the sheer terror I was experiencing. He pulled out the frozen thing and shoved something else inside me.
" Roll again" he said. I realized it was the die that he had stuck in me. I pushed it out with what little strength I had left in my pussy after the savage fucking I had just received. I heard it fall to the floor.
" Three! So you like it in your ass eh? Good, we can do that."
" No....." I tried to talk, but my words were slurring.
He took me down from the post and tied me face down on the bed with my legs doing the splits. He put a pillow under my stomach to poise my ass high in the air. I felt his tongue darting around my pussy from behind. Then I felt it reaching up my ass.
" Please......." I whispered, unable to do anything more.
" Please what? Please stick my dick in your ass? Ok." and he rammed it in like he was driving a nail. He was long and thick and it felt like my stomach would burst from him. I could feel it in my back, too, pressing against my spine. He pushed in all the way and held it, throbbing deep inside me. I felt him touch my pussy with something. Then he shoved hard and filled my pussy with it. It pressed against his cock already deep in my ass and I felt like I was going to explode, or tear apart. Then the huge thing in my pussy started vibrating hard and fast.
" You like that bitch?" It was vibrating against my already sore inner walls and felt like salt on an open wound. I could barely move anymore from being stretched and tied in so many directions. I buried my face in the bed and cried quietly so I wouldn't make him mad. He started fucking my ass again with long hard strokes, each one feeling like it went deeper into my anal cavity, tearing at my insides, making my stomach well up into my throat. He fucked me this way for hours, stopping before he came to beat my ass with the whip and shove the vibrator deeper into my pussy, tearing my cervix.
Sometimes he would untie one leg and roll me over shoving his ass slicked dick into my mouth saying " Lick it clean so I can do it again...."
Then he would tie me back and fuck me harder. He stopped for a minute and I could hear rubber snapping. Then I knew what it was. He had taken the rubber off the frozen thing and put it on his dick. I felt it when he first started to put it in and I tried to squirm away, knowing how it had torn my pussy walls up so badly. But he grabbed my still tied tits and yanked hard on them, hurting so bad that I just cried and went limp under him. He pinched at my nipples and yanked hard away leaving them hurting for a long time.
Then he shoved it in my ass with more force than before and I felt something rip as he did it. I buried my face and screamed into the bed as he ravaged my ass with the sadistic condom. Then he pulled out and pulled off the condom, shoving his dick back in my ass up to my throat it seemed. He fucked me harder than ever, shoving the vibrator deeper and deeper into my pussy practically into my uterus. He fucked me hard and fast for a long time this way, then while he was reaming my ass, he untied my legs and without even pulling out of me turned me over still fucking as hard as ever and biting my still tied breasts hard.
Then he started to cum. He let loose one load up my ass and it shot up deep inside me filling me with a warm feeling. Then he pulled out and shoved it in my mouth, grabbing my head and fucking my face frantically until he spewed down my throat, in my face and on my tits. He rubbed his wet dick all over me while he fingered my ass and continued to fuck my pussy with the vibrator.
He tied my arms and legs apart spread eagle and suspended about six inches off the bed. I could feel his cum draining out of my ass, dripping out of me, the rest of it drying all over my face and chest. I hung there for at least an hour before he came back.
" Ok bitch tell me which pain you liked best and we'll do it again" I just sobbed, beaten, raped and humiliated. " What's that you say? You like my cock in your ass?"
" Nooo......" I whimpered, " please not again...."
" Oh, you don't want my cock up your ass?"
" No, please don't...." I begged, crying and sobbing.
" Are you sure?"
" Ok, your choice." I heard him fumbling with something, then I felt it. Something huge pressing against me. I was terrified.
" Wha...what's that, no please don'''" and he shoved it in. It was twice the size of his cock it seemed and my already torn asshole spread even farther when he rammed it deep into my anal canal. It filled me up so much I almost puked. Then I felt his cock pushing its way into my raw pussy walls. He held it there a second, then I felt something else being shoved into my pussy, a small vibrator, maybe one inch in diameter, pressing itself between his cock and my ravaged pussy walls, pressing against the huge thing in my ass. He fucked and fucked me like this forever until he finally came all over me again. Then he pulled everything out of me all at once making my pussy snap shut. My ass on the other hand felt like it had been stretched to the point that it would never close, although it did a while later.
" Alright bitch, I'm tired" he said as he stood up and left the room. This time he left me tied spread eagle to the bed, tied down really tight. " I'll be back tomorrow for more."
This went on for a full week and as time went by I started to enjoy the brief times when it felt good and I became more submissive when there was pain. By the end of the week he was calling me his well trained little slave slut. I welcomed sucking his cock because he wouldn't beat me with it in my mouth, probably for fear that I might bite down from pain. I began to ask him to eat my pussy, just to stop him from doing other things to me. He still insisted on giving me pain and humiliating me, but I began to get more pleasure than pain as time went on. He would find household items and leave them shoved up my ass for days at a time. One night he left two vibrators in me on full speed for hours, overnight. I let myself cum several times that night to escape from my captivity and torture. He kept me drunk with his whiskey enemas which helped me to feel like it wasn't really real, but deep down I knew it was. At the end of the week he tied me up and left me in the alley where he had kidnapped me.
Since then, sex has never been the same for me. I have to have the kinkiest, wildest rape fantasies acted out on me to cum. Only the total domination over every aspect of my body turns me on and I almost never cum without something in my ass. I need to find someone who can torture me into ecstasy every night and fuck me hard in every possible way every day if I'm to ever have a fulfilled sex life.
Melissa’s Tribulation II
It was early in the morning when Melissa threw back the covers and swung her feet to the floor. Although it had been quite late when she had finally gone to bed, and she had slept only fitfully, she knew that it would be useless to remain in bed. With what she had on her mind, she knew that she would not be sleeping well for quite sometime to come.
Had it really happened? Had she really been brutally and repeatedly raped last night by her brother and four of his friends? Yes. Yes, it had happened. She would like to pretend that it didn't, but she couldn't. The pain and soreness in her body told her that it was real. The short leather coat laying over the chair in her bedroom also attested to the fact that it had not been a nightmare. It was the coat that one of the rapists had loaned her to cover herself after all of her clothing had been utterly destroyed. It had not been an act of kindness on his part, however. If Melissa had been seen naked in the streets, the police would have become involved. Loaning her the coat was an act of self preservation on his part.
Melissa couldn't stand being cooped up any longer. After cleaning her teeth and brushing her hair, she got dressed in a white blouse and light blue trousers and quietly left the house. She didn't know where she was going. She just knew that she had to be moving. As she walked, the memories of last night flooded her mind. Her brother, Sebastian, tricking her into meeting him at Regent's Park, then walking her to an area of heavy shrubs where he raped her. His four friends arriving per his instructions, tearing her clothes from her body, then raping her vaginally, anally and orally. The five of them taking her to a pub near Trafalgar Square while she wore nothing but the borrowed leather coat. Then finally to Saint James Park where they all raped her again.
In her memory, Saint James Park was the worst part of the night. At Regent's Park, she had at least put up a struggle. It was a futile struggle, to be sure, but she had at least tried. By the time they had reached Saint James Park, though, she was in a mild state of shock. When Rog had begun opening the coat she wore, she did nothing. She still did nothing as he removed the coat, leaving her naked in the night breeze. She did nothing as he began nuzzling her neck and rubbing his hands over her bare flesh. And she did nothing as he laid her down in the grass and mounted her. She didn't scream, she didn't fight, she didn't plead. She lay quietly and allowed him to rape her. And when he was finished and climbed off of her, she lay still, her legs spread and her eyes closed, while the other four took turns raping her. How could she have done nothing? How could she have just laid there?
Melissa had been walking aimlessly, not even aware of where she was going. Looking up, she saw Big Ben perhaps half a kilometer away. Suddenly, she wanted out of London. She wanted a small town, fresh air and fields. Big Ben gave her the idea. Now with an actual destination in mind, Melissa increased her pace. Reaching Westminster Bridge, she descended the steps to the pier, where she bought a round trip ticket for the tour boat to Greenwich.
Melissa boarded the tour boat and found a seat near the rail. It wasn't long until the boat was full, mostly with tourists, and the lines were cast off. The passengers included several English tourists from areas outside of London, a group of French students, three American sailors in white uniforms, and a Japanese family. Melissa didn't notice any of them. The boat proceeded down the Thames River, under Tower Bridge and past HMS Belfast, the British Navy cruiser that now served as a floating museum. Melissa paid no attention as the guide with the microphone directed everyone's attention to the points of interest along the river. She had no interest in sight seeing and allowed her mind to wander. Lost in thought, time past quickly. Before she realized it, the tour boat was pulling into the pier at Greenwich.
Melissa disembarked the boat with the rest of the passengers. Most of them stopped to see the Cutty Sark, the famous clipper ship held in dry dock as a tourist attraction. The Japanese family went immediately into a souvenir shop. The three American sailors headed for the first pub on the street. Without a glance towards the famous vessel, Melissa walked on, past the clipper and the small shops and pubs, continuing down King William Walk to Romney Road. Turning left, Melissa passed by the National Maritime Museum and the Royal Naval College. When she reached the entrance to Queen's House, she turned in to walk through the peaceful gardens.
Strolling slowly through the gardens, Melissa made her way to the rear of Queens House. From here, she could see the Royal Observatory through the trees of Greenwich Park. Finding a small passage in the hedges, Melissa left the grounds of Queen's House and entered the woods of Greenwich Park. It was cool and quiet as she strolled among the trees and bushes. Her mind wandered over a dozen different thoughts without settling on a single one.
"Looking for some company?"
Melissa was startled out of her reverie by the unexpected voice. Looking up, she saw a good looking young man in a white shirt and trousers standing in front of her. He wore a round white hat and a neckerchief and had a patch on his left sleeve with an eagle above three diagonal slashes. It dawned on her that this was the uniform of an American sailor.
"I asked if you were looking for some company?" he repeated with a smile on his face.
Melissa suddenly felt the cold stab of fear race through her. Smile or no smile, this young sailor was dangerous. She knew it instinctively. Spinning to run back to Queen's House, Melissa collided with two more white uniforms. Grabbing her by the arms, they spun her back around and held her.
"Now that's not exactly friendly, missy. We offer you the company of the U. S. Navy's finest and you try to run away? Nope, that's just not friendly at all!" the first sailor sneered.
"Please!" Melissa said. "Please let me go. You don't understand. You just don't understand! Oh, please don't hurt me!" She could feel the tears burning her face as the young American moved towards her.
"Now missy, we aren't going to hurt you. Hell, we're going to make you feel wonderful! We're going to give you a party like you've never had before!" he grinned as he moved towards her.
The thought hit Melissa's brain full blown. "Not again! Not without a fight!" As the sailor grew near, Melissa's right foot shot out, slamming up between the his legs. She saw the look of pain and shock cross his face as he dropped to his knees.
"SHIT!" the sailor holding her right arm screamed as she drove the heel of her right shoe into his instep, causing him to release his grip on her arm.
"NOT AGAIN!" Melissa screamed as she reached up and raked her fingernails down across the remaining sailor's left cheek, opening the skin and drawing four trails of blood. The unexpectedness of the attack, combined with the pain along his cheek, caused him to ease his grip on Melissa's arm. Breaking free, she spun and began running through the woods.
Melissa was running as fast as she could, the combination of fear and adrenalin making her faster than normal. Still, she could hear the crashing of brush behind her and she knew at least one of the Americans was after her. If she could make it to the grounds of Queen's House before she was overtaken, she would be safe. Her lungs burning from the exertion, she continued running, hearing the crashing behind her growing constantly closer. Up ahead, through the trees, she could just make out the hedges of Queen's House. She was close. She was so awfully close!
And then she felt herself falling, arms around her legs in an American style football tackle. She slammed into the ground full force, driving the air from her lungs. Then she felt hands grasping the back of her blouse, pulling her to her feet and spinning her around.
"Bitch!" the sailor with the bleeding face growled as he drove his right fist into Melissa's stomach, doubling her over. Before she could collapse to her knees, he pulled her up straight and punched her in the face, spinning her around and knocking her to the ground.
Melissa was dazed. She tried to lift herself to her hands and knees, but was having difficulty. She could taste blood in her mouth from a split lip. She heard crashing through the brush as the other two sailors arrived.
Dropping to one knee in front of her, the sailor she had kicked in the balls lifted her from her hands to a kneeling position.
"You think that was funny, cunt?" he hissed as he grabbed her by the throat. "You think that was fucking FUNNY! You're going to pay, cunt! You're going to pay big time!" With that, he pulled back his arm and hit her with the back of his hand, knocking her to the dirt.
Melissa had still not recovered as two of the sailors grabbed her under the arms and began dragging her deeper into the woods. She felt the blood trickle down her chin as she gasped for breath. She had no idea how far they had gone when they finally released her, dropping her to the ground. Having partially recovered, Melissa rolled onto her back and, sitting up, began backing away from them.
"Please leave me alone!" she pleaded, looking from one to the other. "Oh please, leave me alone! Y-you don't understand. You d-don't! Last night....last n-night...."
"We don't give a shit about last night." one of them told her. "All we care about is today, and today, you are ours!"
The three of them came at her then, two from each side and the third from the front. The two at her sides began tearing open her blouse while the one in front began fumbling with the catch on her trousers.
"NO!" Melissa screamed. She felt her blouse tearing open as she began flailing with her arms, hitting the sailors to either side of her. She kicked out with her left foot, grazing the side of the head of the attacker in front of her. One of them hit her in the stomach again, but still she kept fighting. She fought as hard as she could, but with three against one odds, her chances were slim.
"Oh God, please don't!" she screamed as she felt her trousers being skinned down her legs and over her ankles. Her blouse was torn from her, leaving her in only bra and panties. Still she fought on, refusing to give up. She felt hands grabbing at her underwear, heard the material ripping. And then she was naked.
"Oh, yeah." the one sailor muttered. "You got a nice bod, sweetheart, and we know just what to do with it!"
"Oh God, STOP it! Please STOP it!"
The two on either side of her were laying next to her, pinning her arms under their bodies. She felt their mouths covering her nipples as they began sucking and chewing on her breasts. The third was laying between her legs, his arms wrapped around her thighs. She felt his mouth at her crotch, kissing and licking her upper thighs and lower belly. Then he changed position slightly, and she felt his tongue moving up and down between the lips of her vagina.
"Please don't!" she moaned as her body squirmed under the mouths of the three sailors. The one with his mouth on her left breast was flicking his tongue back and forth over her nipple. The one on her right breast was sucking it as deeply into his mouth as he could. Both of them were rubbing a hand over her stomach and lower chest. The one between her legs had found her clitoris and was sucking and licking it, occasionally running his tongue the length of her vagina before returning to her clit. His hands were rubbing and squeezing her thighs. Involuntarily, her body began trembling under the ceaseless ministrations.
"Oh, no! Oh, no! Please, please stop it! Oh dear God PLEASE stop it!" Melissa whimpered. Lifting her head from the grass, she could see the three of them working on her. She dropped her head back in the grass as a deep moan escaped from her throat. This couldn't be happening! It just COULDN'T be! Not less than a day after being raped by Sebastian and his friends!
"Why me, God? What did I do to deserve this?" she groaned as the three continued their oral assault on her body.
The one between her legs was now penetrating her vagina with his tongue, slipping it in and out of her. He continued that for awhile, then slowly ran his tongue back up to her clitoris to nibble and suck on it before returning to slipping his tongue in and out of her. The other two were still working on her breasts, licking and nibbling.
"Ohhhh... ohhhh... mmmmmm..." she moaned softly as her head slowly turned from side to side. And then there was a new revulsion for Melissa. She suddenly realized that her body was starting to respond to what was being done to her. She could feel the excitement growing in the pit of her stomach. She could feel herself getting wet.
"Don't! Please don't make me! Oh, please don't make me!" Melissa softly whimpered as the three kept working on her.
The three sailors knew exactly what Melissa was talking about. They could feel her body beginning to tremble under them. The could feel her beginning to squirm as they licked and sucked on her most private parts. The one with his face buried in her crotch could feel her starting to move her hips in time with him. The bitch was going to blow her cookies! She was going to fucking cum!
"Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh..." Melissa was moaning as her head slowly lolled from side to side. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was becoming rapid. "Oh please... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... please d-don't make me... uuuhhh... uuuhhh..."
The tongues on her breasts and vagina were working rapidly, sending signals through Melissa's nervous system to the involuntary response section of her brain. Her body was growing more excited with each moment. She was twisting and squirming under the three sailors.
The one on her right side removed his mouth from her breast. Placing his hand on the side of her face, he lowered his lips to hers. As Melissa felt his tongue touch her lips, she opened her mouth to accept him. Their tongues darted back and forth, sparring with each other.
The sailor on her left side was now kissing her cheek. Breaking her lips away from the first sailor, Melissa began passionately kissing the second while the other nibbled on her neck. Both were massaging her breasts with their hands while the third worked on her vagina.
"No. Oh, no." Melissa whispered. "Wrong. This... this is wrong. Ohhhhhhh." The two sailors were back at her breasts, sucking and nibbling.
"Oh, no... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuhhh... oh, p-please st-stop... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... don't make me... don't make me... oh! oh! Noooo! Please nooooo! Oh! Oh! NNNNOOOOOUUUUUUUUAAAAAHHHHH!"
Melissa's head snapped back and her back arched as a massive orgasm swept through her. Her entire body was trembling violently and she was thrusting her hips against the face of the sailor between her legs. Her head was snapping from side to side as her body spasmed again and again.
"Oh God! Oh God ! Ohhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuu....." she groaned as her orgasm began to subside. Slowly, the trembling of her body abated. The tension relaxed and her body settled into the grass, a fine coating of perspiration covering her. As her head began to clear, she was suddenly swept with a feeling of total shame and revulsion.
"Oh God!" she whimpered as tears began streaking her face. "Oh, God! I couldn't have! I just couldn't have!"
"You sure did, baby!" said the sailor between her legs as he raised himself to his knees. "You sure did. You blew your load big time, MAJOR orgasm, and now it's our turn.'
Melissa saw the sailor begin to undo the thirteen button fly on the front of his uniform trousers and her mind snapped back to reality.
"No!" she screamed as she once more began fighting. Her arms were still pinned to the ground by the sailors laying on either side of her, but her legs were free. She began kicking at the rapist between her legs, hitting him in the side of the head several times.
"Get her legs! Get her fucking legs!" he yelled at the other two. Each of the sailors grabbed one of Melissa's legs under the knee and pulled it towards himself, forcing her thighs up near her rib cage.
"Perfect!" said the one between her legs as he pulled out his huge, stiff penis and began moving towards the vagina so completely exposed before him.
"DON'T! PLEASE DON'T! OH GOD NO! OH! OH! NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!" she screamed as he sunk his dick completely into her warm, wet vagina with one vicious thrust. The angle of her body allowed him to penetrate her more deeply than she had imagined possible, He threw his weight onto her as he drove over and over into her depths, causing her body to twitch in pain with each inward thrust. She tried pushing him away with her legs, but his two friends held her fast.
"Oh, please stop it! PLEASE stop it! I can't take anymore! I just can't TAKE anymore!"
"Shit!" replied the sailor with his dick buried in Melissa's body. "What do you mean you can't take anymore? We just started, bitch!" He was completely unaware of the fact that less than twenty-four hours earlier Melissa had been repeatedly gang raped by five young men. Of course, if he had known, it wouldn't have made any difference.
"Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... Oh! Oh! Oh!... nnnuuuuuuuuuu... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... " Melissa could feel the sweat beginning to bead on her forehead as the sailor continued raping her, grinding against her pelvic bone as he forced his meat as deeply into her as he could. She could see her bare feet above her head, bouncing in the air as he relentlessly pounded into her body.
Grabbing the hair on both sides of her head, he covered her lips with his and forced his tongue into her mouth. Melissa moaned as he continued driving into her body while his tongue moved around inside her mouth. He was pulling out of her until only the head of his dick remained inside her, then jamming himself back into her as viciously as he could. Melissa's body jumped and she cried out with each penetration. Lifting his face from hers, the rapist gazed into Melissa's eyes. He loved seeing the pain and fear in women's eyes while he raped them. Loved seeing the revulsion as they felt his cum filling their hole. He moaned deep in his throat as he began fucking Melissa faster and faster.
"Oh God! Oh God!... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... p-please stop... Oh! Oh!... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... N-no more! P-please no m-more!" Melissa cried as the dick inside her drove into her with increasing ferocity. The sailor saw her brow furrow, saw her eyes squeeze shut, and his excitement increased.
"Oh fuck!" he groaned as he felt his balls begin to tighten. "Oh fucking hell!"
Melissa felt him swelling inside her, felt him becoming more brutal with each thrust. She knew he was getting close, knew that she was on the verge of once again being used as a receptacle for an animal's sperm.
"Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... P-please...d-don't!... Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... Don't c-cum ...owww... inside...me! Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... P-please not... nnnnuuuu.... in-inside me!" Melissa pleaded.
"Oh, shit! Oh, shit! OH SHIIITTTT!!!"
"NNNOOOOOOO! GOD NNNOOOOOO!!!" Melissa screamed as she felt him pumping his thick cum into her body. She felt the heat spreading through her as he sprayed more and more of his foul liquid into her. Finally, with last brutal thrust and a groan of satisfaction, he collapsed on top of her ravaged body.
Lifting himself up, the sailor pulled his softening member from her body and said "NEXT!"
"Here, latch on to her, man!" the sailor on her right said.
Melissa tried to break free as the two sailors changed places, but it was a futile effort. In a matter of moments, the sailor who had already raped her had her arm pinned beneath him and his elbow behind her knee, holding her leg up to completely expose her. The sailor who was now between her legs was fumbling with his fly.
"Please don't!" Melissa pleaded with him as he pulled his dick from his trousers. "Oh, please don't do this! Not again! Oh, PLEASE not again! It's too much! Please no! Please nnnooooouuuuuuuuhhhhhh!" Melissa moaned as the sailor laid on top of her and shoved his swollen meat up inside her.
As he nuzzled her neck, Melissa felt his hands rubbing her body, moving to her breasts. He took one breast in each hand and began kneading them roughly while he stroked his meat in her body.
"OWWWW! You're HURTING me! DON'T!" Melissa screamed as the sailor on top of her squeezed both of her tits viciously. He had his full weight on Melissa, crushing her to the ground. His face was buried in her neck and she could hear him moaning into her ear as he continued brutalizing her.
"Nnuuuu... nnuuu... nnuuu..." Melissa moaned with the exertions of the rape. She could feel the sweat trickling down the sides of her face and into her hair. The frustration and helplessness she felt were overwhelming. What had she done to deserve this? What could she have possibly done that was so terrible as to deserve such a hideous punishment?
"Nnuuu... nnuuu... nnuuu... p-please... nnuuu... st-stop.... ohhhhhh.... I can't... I can't... nnuuu... nnuuu... no more... no mouuuummmmpphhh... mmmuummpphh" Melissa was cut off as the sailor raping her forced his tongue deeply into her mouth, his hands gripping the hair on either side of her head.
The sailor was becoming more frantic in his movements, grinding Melissa into the ground with increasing force. He had his tongue deep in her mouth, intertwining it with her own. She felt his hips pounding against her with increasing speed and force. Her body jumped and twitched each time the rock hard dick was driven intro her. She felt him swelling even more inside her, heard him moaning deep in his throat.
"Mmmmmuuummmmppphhhhh!" Melissa groaned around the sailor's tongue as she felt his dick throbbing and twitching inside her. The warmth spreading through her told her that once more she was being flooded with a load of cum. The sailor kept pistoning into her body as he drained the last of his sperm into her.
"Christ!" the sailor moaned as he released Melissa's mouth. "Oh Jesus Christ was that good!"
Melissa whimpered softly as the dick inside her slowly softened. She knew that her ordeal was not yet over. The third sailor was surely going to want his turn on her. He wouldn't participate this far and then not rape her himself.
"Come on, man, move it!" she heard the third sailor say to the one who was still buried inside her. "I'm so Goddamned hard from watching you two get laid that I could drive nails with my dick!"
"Okay, okay. Hold your horses. Jeeze." the second muttered as he pulled out of Melissa.
The third sailor was definitely ready. As the second sailor took his place to pin Melissa down, the third moved between her legs and immediately crammed himself into her. Melissa's back arched and every muscle in her body snapped taut as a scream escaped her throat. He was HUGE! Melissa had never imagined ANY man could be so BIG!
"Oh GOD! Oh DEAR God STOP IT! You're KILLING me! OH! OH! OH! NOOOO!!! PLEASE, PLEASE STOP! OH GOD STOP!" she begged as her head snapped from side to side. She squeezed her eyes shut and ground her teeth together as the huge member was slowly withdrawn from her, and then just as slowly shoved back in. She groaned as she felt the massive dick in her bottom out against her cervix . She felt as if he were going to tear through her uterus and continue into her stomach.
Melissa begged the sailor to stop, pleaded with him to end her agony. The sailor merely grinned at her as over and over again he sunk the full length of his meat into her battered hole. Melissa was sure that she wouldn't survive this latest rape.
"NO MORE! OH GOD NO MORE! Nnuuu... nnuuu... nnuuu... OH GOD, OH GOD... nnuuu... nnuuu... ST-STOP IT... nnuuu... nnuuu... P-P-PLEASE... OH! OH! OH!... PLEASE, OH PLEASE STOP IT!" Melissa cried out as she was repeatedly impaled on the monstrous dick that invaded her body. She was covered with sweat and every muscle in her body was trembling. She jumped involuntarily with every inward thrust.
Still the rape continued. To Melissa, it seemed as if time was standing still, as if this ordeal would never end. She was beginning to feel that she was in Hell, that she would spend eternity pinned to the ground with this massive organ tearing her insides apart. It would never end. Never. What had she done to deserve this? What could she have POSSIBLY done to deserve this?
"Oh yeah." the sailor muttered as he began slowly increasing the pace of the assault. He was moving in and out of Melissa with a little more speed and force that before. Melissa could feel the difference as her tears merged with the sweat that matted her hair to the side of her head. She screamed and pleaded, but it all fell on deaf ears.
"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH! OH! OH! NNNOOOOOO!!" she screamed as the sailor pounded into her, reaching depths that she had never imagined possible. "OH PLEASE NO MORE! IN THE NAME OF GOD, PLEASE STOP IT!"
Faster and faster he drove his massive organ into Melissa's trembling body, grinding her into the dirt and tearing screams from her throat with each violent penetration. Melissa twisted and squirmed beneath him, trying against hope to escape from the monster inside her.
"NO MORE! OH GOD, NO MORE! YOU'RE K-K-KILLING ME! PLEASE! PLEASE! STOP!"
The sailor was working himself into a frenzy, driving viciously into Melissa as his excitement increased. He felt his balls tightening as he approached orgasm. He began groaning as his balls prepared to explode.
"NNNOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Melissa arched her back and screamed as the sailor jammed his huge dick completely into her and held it there. She felt the massive dick inside her twitching and throbbing as he sprayed his load deep inside her brutalized body. She felt the warmth filling her as he continued shooting cum inside her. Finally, mercifully, he relaxed some of the pressure on Melissa's body. With a sigh of satisfaction, he slowly withdrew his meat from her trembling body and stood up.
The other two sailors released their grips on Melissa's legs and also stood up. Melissa collapsed in the grass, exhausted from the ordeal she had just been through. She felt the cool breeze evaporating the sweat that coated her body as she stared at the leaves of the trees that shaded the area.
The three sailors were smoking cigarettes and talking quietly. Melissa couldn't hear what they were saying. Turning, they approached her. Two of them leaned down and grabbed her by the wrists while the third pulled several pieces of light rope from under his jersey.
"What are you doing? Please, leave me alone! You've all had me, you've all had what you wanted, so just leave me alone! PLEASE just leave me alone!" she pleaded as they dragged her a short distance to a small sapling, where two of them pinned her arms down above her head, one on either side of the small tree, while the third tied her wrists together. Finished with that, they tied a piece of rope to each of Melissa's ankles and tied the other ends to two other small trees. Melissa was tied down, helpless, with her legs spread open.
"Please let me go. I won't say anything. I promise! Please!" Melissa begged.
One of the sailors took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into Melissa's mouth. A second handkerchief was tied around her head to hold the first in place, making and effective gag.
"Now you just wait here, sweetmeat. We're going to go get a couple of beers, and then we'll come back and show you a real good time." one of the sailors told her before the three turned and walked away. Melissa was left alone, tied naked and spread-eagle in the grass.
Melissa lost track of time. She wasn't sure how long it had been since the three sailors had left her alone in the woods. She had been trying unsuccessfully to free herself from the rope that tied her wrists together ever since they had gone. What would they do when they came back? And then Melissa was struck with an even more frightening thought. What would SHE do if they DIDN'T come back? Would someone find her before she died of thirst?
She was still struggling when she heard something. Was it the three Americans coming back? She lay still and listened. Finally, she made it out. It was somebody humming. Somebody was walking through the woods humming! If she could only attract their attention.
"MMMMMMMMM!" Melissa tried screaming into her gag. If she could hear the walker's humming, then maybe that person was close enough to hear her. "MMMMMMMMMMMM!"
The humming stopped. Melissa stayed quiet for a moment and listened. She heard nothing. "MMMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMMM!" she tried again. This time she heard someone moving towards her through the brush. Thank God! Now if only the person could free her and she could get dressed and away before the Americans returned. She heard the person coming closer.
"Lord! And what have we here, now?" The voice came from above her head, out of her line of sight.
"Mmmmmmm!' she moaned into the gag, trying to communicate the urgency of the situation.
She heard someone walking towards her. Finally he came into view. He was in his early thirties, slender with dark hair. He let his gaze drift slowly over Melissa's naked body, noting the way she was tied down.
"You've gotten yourself in quite a fix, haven't you, luv?" he said in a soft voice. "Yes indeed. Quite a fix."
"Mmmmmmm!" Melissa moaned, the plea for help evident in her eyes. He looked her up and down once more. Why wasn't he untying her? What was the matter with him?
"Well, dear old dad always said 'Never look a gift horse in the mouth.'" Melissa's eyes grew round as she saw him reach down and open his zipper.
"MMMMMMMMM!" she screamed into her gag and shook her head "No" as he knelt down between her legs.
"Come on now, luv. Relax and enjoy it!" he grinned at her as he ran his hands over her body. Laying his chest on her stomach, he started sucking on her breasts. Melissa groaned in frustration as the stranger moved back and forth between her breasts, his hands travelling up and down her sides while he sucked on her nipples.
Slowly, he began moving down, kissing and licking her lower chest, nibbling at her as he moved to her stomach. He was nibbling his way down her body, moving from left to right and back again as he did. Finally reaching the tops of Melissa's thighs, he nibbled and licked each of her legs in turn. Then, slowly, he was moving down between her legs.
Melissa tensed as he sucked her clitoris into his mouth. He flicked his tongue gently and rapidly over her clit while continuing a gentle sucking. At the same time, his hands were massaging both of her breasts. Melissa closed her eyes and moaned. This couldn't be real. It couldn't be!
Melissa felt a stirring in the pit of her stomach as the stranger kept performing oral sex on her. The feeling spread as Melissa realized that she was becoming aroused. How could she become aroused? How could she be responding to this? She was being RAPED for God's sake! How could she be responding like this? But he was being gentle. He was being so awfully gentle!
"Mmmmmmm" she moaned softly as he kept up his ministrations. She could feel her excitement growing as his tongue softly and quickly massaged her most sensitive spot. Her breathing was becoming deeper and more rapid as her head slowly rolled from side to side.
"That's better, luv. That's much better." she heard him mutter as she moaned softly. God, it felt so good! Bit how could it? How could it feel good when it was rape? She didn't know. She just knew that she was getting more and more turned on as he steadily and gently sucked her clit and licked her vagina.
Melissa was softly moaning almost continually now. Her body was squirming in the grass and her hips were beginning to move against the stranger's face. She knew she shouldn't be feeling this way, that she shouldn't be acting this way, but she couldn't help it.
As Melissa grew more excited, the stranger increased his ministrations. He was doing everything he could to arouse her to a fever pitch, and he was succeeding.
"MMMM!...MMMM!...MMMM!...MMMM!" escaped past Melissa's gag. Her head was moving from side to side and her hips were thrusting to meet the stranger's mouth. Her body was coated with a thin film of sweat. Melissa was past the point of no return. Mentally, she was no longer tied down in Greenwich Park. Her mind was in that separate place that people go to mentally when sexually aroused in the extreme.
I one fluid motion, the stranger lifted his face from Melissa's crotch and moved up to lay on her chest. Melissa moaned softly as he slipped his penis into her well lubricated vagina and started moving in time with her. His pelvis was pressed against hers, maintaining pressure against her clit as they moved together.
"Mmmm...mmmm....mmmm..." Melissa moaned as he moved inside her. As he began increasing his pace, she followed suit, moving with him as they both became more aroused. Faster and faster he drove into her as her responses became more intense.
Melissa was writhing in the grass, moaning in time with the thrusts into her body. Her excitement was building. She could feel herself approaching orgasm.
"Oh God! Oh GOD! OH GOD!!!!" he groaned in Melissa's ear as he reached his limit of endurance. "UUUUHHHHHHHHH OOOOHHHHhhhhh!!!!"
"MMMMMMMMM! MMMM! MMMMMMMMmmmmmm!" The orgasm swept through Melissa at the same time that she felt him cumming inside her. Still he was driving into her as she moved to keep pace with him. They were both being wracked by the orgasms they were experiencing. Finally, with a last shudder of their bodies, they both collapsed, breathing deeply to catch their breath.
Slowly, Melissa's mind cleared. The weight pressing her to the ground brought her to reality. The realization of what she had just done sickened her. How could she have reacted like that? How could she have co-operated? How?
She felt the body on top of her begin to move. Slowly, he lifted himself off of her, withdrawing from her as he did. Standing up, he rearranged his cloths and fastened his trousers.
"Mmmmmmmmm." Melissa looked at him, her eyes pleading with him not to leave her like this.
"Sorry, luv." he said. "If I turn you loose, you may turn me in. Besides, it's not sporting to interfere with someone else's game." With that, he turned and walked away.
Feelings of frustration, rage and betrayal flooded through her as the tears rolled down the sides of her face. This wasn't fair. This just wasn't FAIR! She hadn't DONE anything! She didn't DESERVE this!
Melissa lay helpless in the grass, crying out her pain. She lost track of time as her mind searched for reasons that didn't exist.
Melissa had no idea how long it had been since the stranger had finished with her and left. She knew that the sun was beginning to dip into the western sky and the shadows were beginning to stretch across the grass floor of the park. The three sailors had been gone for a good part of the afternoon. Maybe they had forgotten about her. Maybe they were on their way back to London, leaving her helpless and on her own. She wasn't sure which frightened her more, the prospect of them coming back, or the prospect of them not coming back.
It was then that she heard the noise in the distance. It sounded like singing. Very, very bad singing. Melissa realized it was the three American sailors returning, and they sounded quite drunk. They were bad enough before. What would they be like drunk?
The off-key singing continued until the three sailors came through the brush and into the clearing.
"Well, would you look at this!" the one slurred. "She waited for us! Now wasn't that nice of her?" The three sailors thought that this was hysterically funny, the one actually loosing his balance and falling to the ground he was laughing so hard.
"Ya know what I want?" one said to no one in particular. "I wanna get laid. Yep. That's what I want. What about you little lady? You wanna get laid?"
Melissa whimpered and shook her head "no".
"See?" the sailor said to his two friends. "She wants me! Ain't that great?" The other two were again laughing themselves silly as he moved towards Melissa, fumbling with his fly as he went.
The sailor had his dick in his hand as he knelt between Melissa's legs. She grunted as he dropped drunkenly on top of her. She could feel his hand between them, guiding himself to her vagina. She felt him pressing against her, then felt him spread her open as he shoved his meat up inside her. Melissa groaned as he penetrated her completely.
"Oh yeah." he muttered drunkenly. "Oh, yeah, you got some good pussy, girl!"
There was nothing that Melissa could do. Tied down and gagged, she could neither fight nor beg as the sailor commenced raping her. Melissa closed her eyes and waited for it to be over. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he moved inside her. He was stroking into her slowly, obviously in no hurry. Melissa wondered how long it would take. She prayed that he would hurry and finish.
Melissa could hear the other two sailors laughing and encouraging their compatriot.
"Fuck her good, man! Tear her snatch open!"
"Yeah! Fuck her till she bleeds, boy! Fuck her till she bleeds!"
Melissa felt her face go hot in shame. It was bad enough to be used like a piece of meat with no feelings or pride. But these animals were acting like she was some kind of entertainment, like she was some kind of floor show. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life.
"Mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm" she started moaning as he drove into her harder and faster. His dick was swelling even more as his excitement grew.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Melissa winced and cried out in pain as he roughly pinched one of her nipples between his thumb and fore finger. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM!"
"That's it, bitch! Make some noise! I like it when bitches make noise!"
"MMMMMM....MMMMM....MMMMM....MMMMM!" Melissa moaned loudly each time he drove into her, trying to keep him happy so he wouldn't abuse her nipple anymore. Maybe it would turn him on so he would cum faster. Maybe that would make it end sooner. "MMMMM....MMMMM....MMMMM!"
"Oh yeah! That's better! That's better!" he muttered as he pounded into her over and over again.
"MMMMM...MMMMM...MMMMM...MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm." her moan trailed off as she felt him twitching inside her, felt the familiar warmth spreading through her. Gradually, he slowed his pace until he finally lay still on top of her, breathing heavily.
"Oh shit! Oh, shit, you're a good fuck!"
Melissa's face turned even more crimson. Good? GOOD? She had done NOTHING! This wasn't sex, it wasn't making love, it was RAPE! She was a VICTIM, not a PARTICIPANT! What kind of scum WERE these three?
With a sigh, he pulled out of Melissa and rose unsteadily to his feet. As he stood there getting his uniform back in some semblance of order, she realized that the sun was starting to go down. Were they going to keep her here all night? What was going to happen? The uncertainty was terrifying!
"Untie her ankles." she heard one of them say. Almost immediately, two of them were kneeling at her feet, working on the ropes that held her legs immobile. Drunk as they were, it took them a few minutes to free her.
"Now" the voice said, "roll her over!"
Melissa's eyes bulged. She tried kicking at the two sailors kneeling at her feet, but it was futile. Each of them grabbed the ankle in front of the other and pulled that leg towards themselves. This forced Melissa over onto her stomach, her arms now crossed above her head.
"MMMMMMMMMMM!" she screamed into the gag as she tried breaking loose from the hands that gripped her ankles. She felt the third sailor knelling between her legs, then felt him lower himself onto her back. His hand was between them, guiding his dick to her rectum.
"MM....MM....MM....MM!" she cried as he began forcing himself into her. With every thrust, he penetrated her a little deeper.
"MM...MM...MM...MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" she screamed into the gag as the sailor on her back finally drove the full length of his meat into her bowels. Sunk completely into her, he began grinding his pelvis against her ass, forcing the head of his dick even deeper into her. The two that had held her ankles released her, knowing there was no longer any reason to hold her down.
"MMMMM...MMMMM...MMMMM...MMMMM!" Melissa cried out every time he drove into her. Her brow was furrowed and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. She kicked futilely with her legs as she was brutally sodomized. She felt as if her insides were being torn apart.
"MMM....MMM....MMMMMMMMM....MMM....MMM!" Melissa was squirming and twisting under the sailor in an attempt to break free of him, or at least to limit how deeply he was penetrating her. Oh, God, please let him be quick! Oh, dear God PLEASE let him be quick! Once again, she felt herself breaking out in a sweat from the exertions of the rape.
"M..M..M..M..MMMMMMM...mmm...M..M..M..MMMMMMMMM!!" The sailor had his full weight on Melissa, crushing her to the ground. He weighed close to two hundred pounds, and she was having trouble breathing. She felt him chewing on her neck and shoulder as he repeatedly impaled her with his swollen member.
He was pulling most of the way out of her before jamming himself back into her with all the force he could muster. Over and over he did this, viciously and brutally penetrating as deeply into her bowels as possible. Melissa jumped in pain and screamed into her gag with every thrust. How much more could she take? How much more could they EXPECT her to take? She felt as if she would loose her mind if this kept up much longer.
Melissa heard the sailor beginning to groan. He was driving into her with ever increasing speed. She prayed that he was close, that he would cum and end this misery. She didn't care anymore, just so long he FINISHED!
"MMM...MMM...MMMMMMMM....MMM...M..M..M..MMMMM!!" she moaned repeatedly. He was moving faster now, almost frenzied in his actions. He was jamming himself into her as if he WANTED to tear her open. "MMMMMMMMMMMM!"
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he repeated as he felt his balls tightening. He was right on the verge now.
"MM..MM..MM..MM...M..M..M..MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmm!" Melissa groaned as she felt him flooding her bowels with his sperm. She felt him spraying his seed into her in wave after wave of warm fluid. Then, he began slowing, slowing then finally, mercifully, he stopped and lay on her back, breathing deeply. Melissa could feel him softening inside her. It seemed an eternity before he finally pulled out of her and stood up.
"Please, God. Please let it be over." she prayed silently.
"You going for another crack at her?" she heard one of them say.
"Yeah." she heard the third sailor say. "And I know just what I'm going to do, too."
"What's that?" asked the other.
"You ever see the movie 'Deliverance'? Well, I'm gonna take her over to that tree. I'm gonna tie her to that tree with the rope around her neck. Then, I'm gonna fuck her in the mouth!"
Melissa felt sick to her stomach. The thought of him putting his filthy dick, with her own dried fluids on it, into her mouth was revolting. The thought of his sperm flooding her throat was even worse.
He knelt down and undid the gag around her head and pulled the sodden handkerchief from her mouth. She felt him fumbling with the ropes that still bound her hands around the sapling. Then, her hands were free. The sailor, still drunk and slightly unsteady, grabbed her and pulled her to her feet.
"Oh God, please don't do this! Please, not this!" Her pleas fell on deaf ears.
She noticed that the first sailor was sitting in the grass with his back against a tree, apparently sleeping or passed out. The second sailor, the one who had just sodomized her, was relieving himself on a bush. The third sailor, though, had a firm grip on both her arms and was dragging her to the tree he had indicated. Melissa trembled in fear.
"You can't do this to me. You just CAN'T! Please, PLEASE don't!"
It had become quite dark now. Unsteady due to drink, and paying more attention to Melissa than to where he was going, the sailor stumbled. Instinctively, he released his grip on Melissa to reach out and break his fall.
Melissa saw her chance. Turning, she began running towards Greenwich. Bending over without stopping, she scooped up her blouse and trousers from where they lay in the grass. She didn't get her bra or panties, but that didn't matter.
"GET HER!" she heard the drunken sailor yell as she ran out of the clearing. Melissa could hear them coming after her, crashing through the bushes. She had tried to outrun them before and they had caught her, but they had been sober then. Now they were drunk. Drunk and uncoordinated. And Melissa was afraid. The adrenalin that was coursing through her blood stream gave her an extra edge.
She continued running naked through the dark woods, her blouse and trousers gripped in one hand, her arms pumping in time with her legs. She felt her lungs beginning to burn, but she did not slow down. Slowly, ever so slowly, the sounds of pursuit became more distant, until finally, they ceased altogether. Still Melissa ran. She was taking no chances. She ran naked until she saw the lights of the buildings of the National Maritime Museum along King William Walk.
Melissa paused just behind the last of the shrubs of Greenwich park. Listening intently for the slightest noise, she quickly put on her blouse and trousers. She had no underwear or shoes, she looked disheveled, but she was covered. As soon as she was dressed, she stepped out onto the Walk and headed for Greenwich Pier. Fortunately, she had carried her money and identification in her trouser pocket that day. Even her return ticket on the tour boat was in her pocket.
She noticed that there were still several people walking about in singles, couples and small groups. That gave her a small feeling of safety. Even if the three Americans caught up with her, they wouldn't dare to try anything in public.
Melissa saw two uniformed Bobbies talking under a street light. For an instant, she thought of stopping them and reporting what had happened. She could make sure that the American sailors were punished.
But then she would have to testify. She would have to tell everything that had happened to her. Everything that had been done to her by the three sailors and the stranger. They would want to know why she was in Greenwich. Yesterday (was it only yesterday?) with Sebastian and his four friends would come out. She would have to go into court and publicly admit that she had been used repeatedly by nine different men over a period of roughly thirty hours.
Melissa walked past the two Bobbies without stopping.
As she reached the pier, she began to tremble. Everything that had happened, everything that had been done to her, began closing in on her. Her legs felt weak. She was afraid she would collapse if she didn't sit down. She saw a Pub nearby and made her way to the door. Entering, she found a small, empty table near the window. Gratefully, she slid into the seat.
"What can I get you, luv?" Melissa nearly jumped out of her chair when the barmaid spoke to her.
Her hand to her chest, her heart racing, Melissa closed her eyes and took a deep breath to compose herself.
"Are you alright?" the barmaid asked worriedly. "
Yes, yes I'm fine, thank you. I... I just... uh... nothing. It's nothing. Vodka please. A large vodka." Melissa wasn't a heavy drinker, but tonight, tonight she felt a real need for it.
As she sat there looking out the window, her heart skipped a beat. The two Bobbies she had seen earlier were walking along with three disheveled American sailors. Probably pinching them for being drunk or something. Well, at least Melissa could relax, now. She would be back in London before those three were released. She didn't have to worry about them anymore.
The barmaid came with her drink. Melissa picked it up and sipped it gratefully. What an ungodly two days this had been. But at least it's over, Melissa thought as her trembling hand lifted the glass to her lips. At least now it's over.
Melissa’s Tribulation III
Melissa was sitting alone in the Red Lion Pub in Greenwich. She took a sip of the vodka she had ordered and gazed out the window. Her body ached terribly from the abuse she had suffered over the last two days. It was hard for even Melissa to comprehend what had actually happened to her.
Yesterday, she had been repeatedly raped by her own brother and four of his friends in London. As a result of that, she had come to Greenwich today to clear her head and think. Unfortunately, she ran into three American sailors who had other ideas for her. After they had each raped her, they had tied her down and gagged her, leaving her in the woods while they went to a pub. During the time that they were gone, a stranger had come across Melissa, and instead of helping her, he had also raped her and left her as he had found her. When the sailors returned, she was raped twice more before managing to escape.
"Mind if I sit down, luv?"
Melissa looked up to see the barmaid who had served her. She shook her head "no" and went back to staring out the window. The barmaid sat in the chair across the small table from Melissa.
"My name's Dani." She looked questioningly at Melissa.
"Melissa." she answered the unasked question.
"Nice to meet you, Melissa. I just thought I'd see if you're alright. Not feeling too well, are you?"
Melissa glanced at the barmaid, then went back to staring out the window.
"Look," Dani said softly, "this may not be any of my business, but you look like bloody hell!"
"Gee, thanks." Melissa muttered.
"No offence intended. But really. Look at yourself. Your eyes are swollen and puffy from crying, your hair is matted down, there are two buttons missing from your blouse, your trousers are grass stained and you've no shoes on."
"Okay. So I'm not a neat person."
"I've got some experience with this, luv. Quite a bit of experience, actually. I can tell when a girl has been raped."
Melissa stared at her, not knowing what to say. Was it that obvious? Did everyone in the pub know?
"Easy, luv. None of the blokes in here are smart enough to recognize the signs. It's just between us."
"Okay," Melissa replied, "it happened. It's over. I just want to go home."
"Where's home?" Dani asked.
"London. I've a return ticket on the tour boat."
"Are you sure you want to take the boat in the condition you're in? And what about the tube when you get to London?"
"I don't seem to have much choice, now do I?" Melissa said.
"I let a small cottage just outside of town." Dani told her. "It's an easy walk. You're welcome to spend the night. Get a shower, clean up some, a good nights sleep. In the morning, we can get you something decent to wear."
"I'm a stranger. Why do you want to help me?"
"I told you. I've some experience with this." Her look was far away. Then a smile returned to her face. "Besides, us girls have to stick together, don't we?"
"It does sound appealing." Melissa sighed. "I can't tell you how tired I feel."
"Then it's settled. As soon as I finish my shift, we can leave." Dani smiled and stood up, then pointed at Melissa's glass. "I'll get you another, on the house. You look like you could use it."
By the time Dani finished work, Melissa had consumed three large vodkas. Since she had not eaten all day, she felt quite light-headed.
"Ready to go?" Dani asked with a smile.
"Ready." Melissa replied as she rose unsteadily to her feet. Dani took her by the arm and guided her out the door. In not quite twenty minutes, they had arrived at Dani's small cottage. Unlocking the door, Dani lead Melissa inside.
"Not so big, but I call it home." Dani said as Melissa looked around. They were in a small sitting room furnished with a couch, two chairs and a coffee table. There was a book case against the wall with a cheap print hanging to either side. A doorway directly across from them opened onto a small kitchenette. To the right were two more doors, one leading to the bedroom, the other to the bath.
"It's very nice." Melissa told Dani.
Dani smiled. "It serves it's purpose. That's the bathroom. I'll get you a towel and a nightgown."
Dani disappeared into the bedroom. In less than two minutes, she returned with a large fluffy towel, a white nylon nightgown and a pair of white nylon knickers.
"We're near the same size." Dani told her. "These should fit reasonably well."
"Thank you." Melissa smiled. "I don't really know what to say."
"Then say nothing. Shampoo and conditioner are on the shelf in the shower. Soap is in the dish."
Melissa stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. She removed her soiled blouse and trousers and inspected herself in the mirror. Dani was right. She did look like bloody hell. Turning on the shower, she adjusted the water temperature to be as hot as she could stand it and stepped in. Picking up the soap, she lathered and rinsed three times, trying to get the feeling of being dirty off of her. She then shampooed and rinsed her hair twice. Turning off the water, Melissa stepped out onto the bathmat and picked up the towel.
After toweling off, she picked up the hair dryer and brush from the sink and dried her hair. When she was done, she dressed in the underwear and nightgown that Dani had supplied. The white nylon gown was a near perfect fit, somewhat low cut in the front and mid thigh in length. It hugged Melissa's body as if made for her.
Melissa opened the door and stepped into the small sitting room. Dani was sitting in one of the chairs wearing a silk robe, her legs curled under her and a book in her lap.
"Much." Melissa replied.
"I made you a sandwich." Dani said, nodding towards the coffee table. "I'd be willing to wager that it's been ages since you've eaten."
"You'd win that wager." Melissa said, as she sat down. Next to the sandwich was a large glass of milk. "You do seem to understand, don't you?"
"I told you, I have experience."
"You?" Melissa asked softly.
Dani nodded. "I was fifteen years old. Still a virgin. I'm not even sure how many of them there were. They did everything to me that you can think of, and some things that you probably can't. I guess I understand how much a little kindness can mean sometimes."
"I'm sorry." Melissa said.
"Forget about it. It was a long time ago. Now eat your food." Dani smiled at her.
They sat in silence while Melissa ate. She hadn't realized how hungry she had been.
"Would you like anything else?" Dani asked when Melissa had finished.
"No, thanks. That was plenty."
"Listen. I know that right now you feel like you can never, ever talk about what happened. You just want to push it to the back of you mind and bury it. But take it from me, don't keep it bottled up. It's no good for you. Find someone to tell. It's really the best thing."
"I'll try, Dani. But I think it will take a long time. I'm not sure that I could stand seeing the pity in a person's eyes while I told them what happened."
"Well, give it some thought, just the same. And now, let's get you to bed. A nights rest will help."
It was late afternoon and Melissa was on the tour boat, watching the shore pass by as it slowly made it's way up the Thames toward London. Dani, the stranger who had become a dear friend overnight, had supplied Melissa with fresh underwear, socks, jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. Melissa had promised to keep in touch and to contact Dani if she needed anything.
She thought how strange it was that some people were so evil and heartless while others gave so freely of themselves. Even after what Dani had been through herself, she had refused to become either cynical or self serving. Melissa wondered if she would be able to deal with her own experience as well as Dani.
The tour boat docked at Westminster Pier and Melissa stood up to disembark. As she crossed the pier and began climbing the steps, she wondered at how it seemed absolutely ages since she had left London rather than just one day. It seemed as if she were returning after a long, long journey.
Entering the Underground station, Melissa made her way to the platform for the train that would take her home. As she boarded the train, she wondered what her apartment would seem like when she got there. If the familiar streets of London seemed strange, would her own apartment seem alien as well?
The train slowed to a stop at Melissa's station. As the doors sighed open, she stepped onto the platform and turned to the exit. The sun was just starting to go down while she walked to the building that housed her apartment. Her brother Sebastian also had an apartment in the same building.
Sebastian. How would she feel about him? She had always loved Sebastian, had even had fantasies about him. But that was before he had raped her. How would she feel when she saw him? How would she react?
Melissa unlocked the door of her apartment and entered. Looking around, she had the same feeling as she had when she had stepped off the tour boat. Everything was familiar, but somehow different. Melissa sighed. Would things ever get back to normal?
The boat ride home had been hot and humid, causing Melissa to feel somewhat sticky. She took a quick shower, then put on a nightgown and robe. She wasn't going to bother dressing since she was staying home tonight. Maybe she could figure out some of the things that seemed so confusing to her.
Melissa sat down in front of her computer in her bedroom and pushed the power on switch. Maybe some time surfing the net would help clear her mind. Just as the system finished booting up, there was a knock at the door. Melissa stood up and walked into the living room.
"Who is it?" she asked at the door.
"Mel! It's me. I need to talk to you." She recognized Sebastian's voice through the door. "Please, let me in."
Melissa hesitated for a moment before unlatching the door. Then, she relented. After all, he was her brother. She would have to face this sooner or later. Better to just get it over with. She opened the door and let him in.
"Thanks, Mel." Sebastian said with a small smile on his face. As he stood before her, tall, muscular and good looking, Melissa felt the familiar twinge that had always caused her to fantasize about her brother. Even with all that had happened, she still felt an attraction to him.
After latching the door, Melissa crossed the room and sat on the couch. Sebastian followed and sat next to her.
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Melissa asked.
"First, where were you last night? I stopped over and you weren't here. I kept coming over until after two in the morning. I was worried about you."
"Worried? YOU were worried about ME?" Melissa let the sarcasm come through.
"Yes, I was worried about YOU! In spite of what's happened, you're still my sister, and I still love you. You must know that!"
"How can I know that, Seb? How can I? You hurt me. You hurt me more than anyone ever has."
"I know, Mel, I know. And I'm truly sorry. But you were thinking about it, too. You've thought about me taking you for ages. You know you have!"
"But that was just FANTASY, Sebastian! It wasn't suppose to really HAPPEN!"
Melissa began crying softly, her face in her hands. Sebastian put his arms around her and pulled her to him. Melissa put her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist as the tears rolled down her face.
"Don't cry, Mel. It will be alright." Sebastian told her softly as he rocked her gently in his arms.
they sat like that for quite some time, Melissa crying softly and Sebastian holding her in his arms. Finally, Melissa's tears stopped. Excusing herself, she went to the bathroom where she threw some cold water on her face and blew her nose. Going back to the living room, Melissa sat on the couch and leaned on her brother's shoulder. Sebastian put his arms around her and they sat for several minutes without speaking.
"You said that it wasn't supposed to really happen, Mel." "That's right. It wasn't."
Why not? Really, Mel, tell me why not?"
"Because it's WRONG, Seb! You're my BROTHER and it's WRONG!"
"According to who, Mel? According to who? If you and I have feelings for each other, if we each want the other, who has the right to tell us that it's wrong? Who has the right to tell us how to run our lives?"
"I don't know." Melissa replied softly. "I just know that it's how I feel."
Sebastian held his sister closer, squeezing her tightly against him with the arm around her shoulders. He put his other hand on the side of her face and gently stroked her cheek. Melissa sighed and snuggled closer. In spite of what had happened, it felt so good being here with him. It felt so very good.
Sebastian tipped her head back and softly touched his lips to hers. The kiss was gentle and lasted only a split second. Sebastian let his lips play over Melissa's forehead and down her cheek, returning to her lips in another soft meeting. Melissa responded, returning the kiss as she laid her hand on his cheek. Sebastian's hand traced down her cheek, over her shoulder and down her side.
Melissa felt his lips part, felt his tongue gently probing. She hesitated only a second before parting her lips and allowing her tongue to meet his. She felt him untie the belt of her robe. He pushed her robe open to expose the short nightgown she wore. She felt his hand on her abdomen, felt it moving up towards her breast.
"No." she said breathlessly as she pulled her lips from his and pushed his hand away. "That's enough, Seb. This is going too far."
"Why?" he murmured as he nuzzled into her neck. "Why is it "too far"? Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes. Yes it feels good. But it's not right, Seb! It's not RIGHT!" Melissa stated firmly as she put her left hand against Sebastian's chest and pushed him away.
Sebastian brushed her hand aside and pushed her back against the couch. Turning slightly, he pushed her into the corner formed by the arm and back of the couch, pinning her there with his body. He was half laying on her as he kissed and licked her neck. His right hand travelled up her side, then moved inward to cup her breast.
"Oh, Seb, please stop!" Melissa moaned as she tried to push his hand away. "This isn't right! It just isn't RIGHT!"
Sebastian grabbed her left wrist in his right hand and twisted her arm down and behind her. He dropped his left arm from around her shoulders and took her left wrist in his left hand. Bringing his right hand back out from behind her, he took a hand full of her hair and forced her head back.
"Right? Tell me, Mel, what is 'right' when compared to the feeling of this?" With that, Sebastian crushed her mouth beneath his, his tongue probing deeply. Melissa moaned and tried to break free, her body twisting against his as he held her pinned to the couch.
Melissa pulled her mouth free as Sebastian let go of her hair and moved his hand back to her breast. She heard him groan deep in his throat as he continued kneading and squeezing her.
"Oh, God! S-Seb, please, no more! No more!" Melissa sucked in her breath as Sebastian gently rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"It's alright, Mel. Everything is alright." He murmured into her neck as his hand moved down to her thigh. Slowly, his hand moved between her legs and began massaging her crotch. Melissa moaned as he pushed her knickers aside and started rubbing his finger between the lips of her vagina.
"You feel so good, Mel. You feel so awfully good!" he whispered into her ear as he pushed his finger up inside her. He was rubbing her clitoris with his palm as he slowly moved his finger in and out of her. Melissa could feel herself starting to get wet.
"Stop it, Seb! Oh, please stop it!" Melissa began fighting harder, twisting and squirming beneath him, trying to push him off of her. Managing to wedge her left foot into the angle formed by the seat and the back of the couch, she pushed as hard as she could. Balanced on the edge of the couch, Sebastian lost his balance and fell to the floor.
Melissa, more prepared than Sebastian, regained her balance before falling completely and managed to keep her feet under her. She turned to run to the bedroom, but Sebastian reached out and snagged one of her ankles. While he didn't manage to catch hold of her, he did manage to trip her. Melissa sprawled on the floor.
Melissa heard Sebastian scrambling after her. In desperation, she crawled as rapidly as she could, trying to reach the bedroom door. Before she could reach it, Sebastian was on her, landing on her back and driving her to the floor.
"NO!" Melissa begged and fought as Sebastian forced her over onto her back. "Please, Seb, PLEASE leave me alone! You don't understand! You don't understand what I've BEEN through!"
"Of course I understand! I was THERE, remember?" Sebastian responded, knowing nothing of what had happened to Melissa in Greenwich. He was straddling her stomach now, working at the zipper of his trousers. Then, he had his dick out, swollen and hard. He began moving up her chest, towards her face.
"Oh NO! PLEASE don't! Please, Seb, PLEASE don't! Oh no! NO! PLEAAAUUUUMMMFFF! UUUUUMMMMMGGGGG!" Melissa was gagging as Sebastian, sitting on her chest, forced his dick deep into her mouth. He moaned in pleasure as her felt the moist warmth of Melissa's mouth surrounding his swollen meat. He had dreamed of this for ages, dreamed of his sister sucking his dick. Now it was happening.
"Oh, Mel! Oh, your mouth feels so good! It feels so damned GOOD!" Sebastian groaned as he took her hair in his hands and began forcing her mouth up and down the length of his shaft.
"MMMMUUUUUURRRRRGGGGG!" Melissa was helpless. Sebastian was on his knees, his buttocks settled on her chest. His thighs were clamped to either side of her head, keeping her from twisting away from him. His hands gripping her hair gave him the ability to move her mouth on him as he pleased. She was reaching around from behind him, her hands on his abdomen, futilely trying to push him away.
Sebastian was looking down at Melissa. As he pulled her face towards his stomach, he watched his dick slowly disappearing into her mouth. He heard her gagging as he pulled her face tight against his stomach, his dick completely buried in her mouth, the head beginning to force it's way into her throat.
Melissa was choking and gagging. The dick forced into her throat was restricting her air passage, making it difficult for her to breathe. Melissa was squirming on the floor, pushing against Sebastian and shoving against the floor with her heels. Then, he released the pressure on her head and allowed her mouth to move slowly back down his shaft. Melissa pulled air greedily into her nostrils.
Sebastian pushed Melissa back until only the head of his dick was still in her mouth. She felt him stop, then start pulling her towards him again. Once more she felt his swollen meat moving deeper into her mouth. Her tongue could feel the swollen veins running the length of his dick. As he neared her throat, Melissa filled her lungs with air. She started retching as his dick entered her throat.
Forcing her eyes open, Melissa could see her brother above her. His chin was dropped onto his chest and his eyes were closed. His lips were slightly parted and she could see that his teeth were clenched tightly. There was a fine film of perspiration on his forehead and he was breathing quite deeply. She thought he looked as if he were in ecstasy.
Over and over he forced her mouth to travel the length of his meat. She heard him moan as his head tipped back, his face pointing to the heavens. She was still gagging on him as she wondered if he was going to finish this way. Would he force his way deep into her mouth and shoot his load into her throat? Would he make her swallow his cum?
Then, without warning, he pulled his meat from her mouth and moved downward. Before Melissa realized it, Sebastian was laying on top of her, kissing her chest as his hand guided his dick to her vagina.
"Oh, no! Not again! Please, PLEASE not again!" Melissa was twisting her body under him as she tried to avoid being penetrated by her brother. She felt him push the crotch of her knickers aside, felt the head of his dick pressing against her. She was kicking with her legs, pushing against him as hard as she could, trying her best to fight him off. She felt him enter her, felt him sinking deeper into her with every thrust.
"Stop! Please STOP! I don't....I don't....WANT this! OH! OH NO! OOOOHHHHHHHH!" she groaned as Sebastian shoved himself completely into her. She felt his swollen meat filling her to her very depths as he moaned in pleasure.
"God, Mel, you feel so great! I love being inside you!" Sebastian whispered in her ear.
"P-please, Seb. P-please st-stop. I don't ... .I don't .... Oh ... oh ... p-please no!" Melissa whimpered while Sebastian moved on top of her. His hands were roaming over her body, rubbing and squeezing. He pushed the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder and exposed her breast. She felt his lips kissing down along her cheek, down her neck to her chest. She felt him gently take her nipple between his teeth. His tongue was lightly flicking across it.
"Nnnnuuuuuuhhhhh." Melissa moaned as Sebastian sucked her breast into her mouth. She felt his right hand travel down along her side and over her hip. His hand progressed under her hips and he began squeezing her ass. He was still sucking on her breast, his dick moving slowly inside her, when she felt him slowly inserting his finger in her rectum.
"Don't ...don't do... th-that!" Melissa whimpered as Sebastian's finger began slipping deeper into her ass. "Oh, no! Oh, please no! D-don't! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"
Sebastian's finger was buried in Melissa's ass, moving in and out of her while his dick did the same in her snatch. His tongue was flicking rapidly over her nipple as he sucked her breast deeply into his mouth. His free hand was squeezing her other breast. He was handling her in such a way that she was starting to feel as if there were more than one person working on her.
"Oh, Seb." She moaned softly. "Oh, God Seb!"
Melissa lay on the floor, her legs spread and flat on the floor. Her arms were laid on the floor next to her. She felt her breathing becoming more rapid as Sebastian continued working on her. He had his finger and dick working in unison, one moving into her while the other was being withdrawn. His mouth and free hand continued working on her breasts. Melissa felt the perspiration beginning to bead on her forehead.
"Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...ohhh...ohhh" Melissa was moaning softly in time with Sebastian's penetrations of her. Each time his dick sank into her, she moaned. Still he continued, never increasing his pace, never giving any indication that he might be approaching orgasm. Melissa was beginning to wonder how long this was going to last.
Melissa moaned as she felt Sebastian unexpectedly withdraw both his dick and finger from her. He was slowly working his way down her chest and upper abdomen, kissing her and nibbling gently as he went. Melissa felt her heart beginning to race as Sebastian started nibbling on her upper thighs. She felt his arms slip under her legs, lifting them slightly as his hands slowly travelled up her rib cage until they came to rest on her breasts.
"Ohhhhhhhh." Melissa moaned softly as Sebastian's tongue travelled slowly up and down between the lips of her vagina while his hands massaged her breasts. She felt his tongue penetrate her before moving up to flick lightly at her clit, then move back down to penetrate her again. Over and over he repeated this movement, and as he did, Melissa's hips began moving with him.
Melissa felt the butterflies in her belly begin to spread throughout her body. Her breathing was becoming more rapid and her heart was pounding. She moaned softly as her head rolled from side to side. Against her will, she felt the excitement growing in her.
"Oh, Seb! Oh, God, Seb! Ohhhhh! Y-you can't m-make me ..... you MUSN'T make me ..... ohhhh ... c-cum. P-please, Seb, please don't ... uuuuuuuhhh ... make me!"
Sebastian ignored his sister's pleas. He wanted her to cum. He wanted her to cum as she never had before. He wanted to make her FEEL as she never had before. He had dreamed of taking her for so many years, dreamed of joining with her and driving her to the edge of endurance and beyond! Tonight, he would do just that.
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... ooooohhh ... mmmmmm." Melissa's eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted as her hips rotated in time with Sebastian's movements. She sucked in her breath as he took her clit between his teeth and gently nibbled, his hands still working on her breasts.
"Jesus! Oh, Jesus, Seb! Ooohhh ... uuhhh ... uuuhhh ... Enough ... uuuhhh ... uuuhhh ... Please, th-that's ... nnnnuuu ... enough! Ooohhhh!" Melissa's hands moved unconsciously to each side of Sebastian's head, her fingers running through his hair. Her excitement grew even more intense as Sebastian began sucking rapidly on her clit. He was rolling the nipples of each breast between his thumb and forefingers, adding to the feeling of ecstasy that was rapidly consuming her.
"Nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... ooohhhhhh ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ..." Melissa was rapidly surrendering herself to the moment. Her hands were gripping Sebastian's head as she thrust her hips forward, shoving her vagina into his face. The rapid flicking of his tongue over her clit was driving her beyond anything she had ever felt before. Melissa threw her legs over Sebastian's shoulders and crossed her feet at the ankles, pulling him tighter into her as she continued gripping his head with her hands.
"Nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... Oh, God! Oh, God! ... nnnuuu ... nnnuuu ... Oh God, Seb, y-you're driving ... m-me ... ooohhhh ... c-CRAZY! ... oooohhhhh!"
Sebastian knew that he was driving Melissa far beyond anything she had ever experienced. The way she was gripping his hair, the way her legs were wrapped around his neck, the way she thrust her vagina repeatedly into his face. He had always wanted to make his sister feel this way. He had fantasized about it for years, and now it was actually happening!
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... oooohhhh ... oooohhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... S-Seb! ... Oh, Seb! ... oooohhhh ... I-I-I'm ...I'm g-going to ... oh ... oh... going to ... Oh God! Oh God! OH GOD! UUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"
Melissa was swept by the strongest orgasm she had ever felt. Her entire body jerked and trembled as wave after wave of passion coursed through her. Sebastian continued licking and nibbling her vagina and her body continued responding. He had driven her to the point that she was now being wracked by multiple orgasms. As soon as one would pass, another would wash over her.
"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH! OH! OH! NNNUUUHHH! NNNUUUHHH! OH! OH! ST-STOP! PLEASE, ST-STOP! OH! OH! ENOUGH! OH SEB! OH SEB! NNNUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I C-CAN'T ... OH! ... OH! ... T-TAKE IT! P-PLEASE, ENOUGH!"
Still Sebastian continued orally stimulating Melissa, nibbling her clit, penetrating her with his tongue, licking up and down her vagina. Her body was trembling under him as she cried out over and over. He knew that she was still cumming, having orgasm after orgasm. He loved the way she was thrusting herself against his face. It was taking all of his will power to keep from cumming himself.
"OH! OH! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! NNNNNUUUUUUHHHHHHH! UH! UH! UH! OH JESUS CHRIST! UH! UH! UH! UH! P-PLEASE! UH! UH! P-PLEASE! NNNUUUUHHHHHHH! OH! OH! GOD, SEB! OH GOD ENOUGH! PLEASE ENOUGH! OH! NNNNNUUUUUHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooo."
Finally, Sebastian slowed his ministrations and allowed Melissa to gradually stop cumming. He still gently licked her, but not in such a way as to give her an orgasm. Slowly, the trembling of her body abated as the pounding of her heart slowed. Melissa released the grip she had on Sebastian's neck and dropped her feet to the floor.
"Oh, God! I-I've n-never ... n-never ... oh, God!" Melissa murmured as Sebastian lifted his mouth from her. Nearly exhausted, she lay still on the floor as her brother moved up onto her chest.
"Oh, Seb. Please don't. Please, please no more." She felt Sebastian's hand guiding his meat towards her vagina, but she was too tired to try and stop him. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as Sebastian slowly reentered her. She felt him penetrating her until he was buried completely inside her. Slowly, gently, he started stroking inside her body.
"Oh, Mel, you do feel so very good! You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, how long I've dreamed of doing this!"
"Ooohhhh." The soft moan escaped from Melissa as Sebastian began moving inside her with a regular rhythm. She knew this was wrong, knew they shouldn't be doing it, but he did feel so good inside her.
"We shouldn't, Seb. We shouldn't. Oooohhhhhh ... mmmmm ... oooohhhhhh."
"Ssshhhh. Don't speak, Mel, don't speak. Just feel." Sebastian whispered in her ear.
Sebastian moved slowly in and out of Melissa while his hands roamed over her body. She felt his tongue licking her neck and ear, his breath warm on her skin. Her breathing was becoming deeper as she felt herself again becoming stimulated. Brother or not, wrong or not, Sebastian was certainly capable of exciting his sister.
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... ooohhh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... oh Seb!"
"Does it feel good to you, Mel?" Sebastian asked.
"Oh, God, yes! It does feel good! It feels so very good!" Melissa murmured in response.
She felt her excitement increasing with each passing moment. As Sebastian's lips touched hers, she responded unhesitatingly. Her lips parted so their tongues could meet. Her hands were now roaming over Sebastian as his did over her. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist as her hips began moving in time with his.
"Oh, Seb. Oh, Seb. Uuuuuuooooohhhhh ... uuuhhh ... uuuhhh ... mmmmm ... oohhh." Melissa was slowly losing her self in her own pleasure. Thoughts of right and wrong drifted away as they were replaced with feelings of pure ecstasy. Her arms were now around him, pulling his body tightly against hers. She was nibbling his neck softly while they moved as one.
Sebastian's mouth covered hers, their tongues darting and sparring. As he drove repeatedly into her, she rose to meet him, matching his energy and force. She was cooperating totally with him now, lost completely in the sexual excitement of the moment. Her heart was racing and her breathing was shallow and rapid. Beads of perspiration coated her body. There was no world. There was no right and wrong. There was only Sebastian and this moment.
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... Oh, Seb! ... nnnuuuhhh ... Y-you feel ... uh ... uh ... so g-good! ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uhhhooooooo!"
"So do you, Mel! It f-feels so good being inside you. Ooohhhhh God. Oh ... oh ... oh!"
Their pace increased as their excitement grew. The harder Sebastian drove into Melissa, the harder she responded. She felt her heart pounding as if it would tear free of her chest. She was whimpering in complete ecstasy as she felt herself moving once again towards the brink of orgasm. She could tell that Sebastian, too, was getting close. He was swelling even larger inside her and she could feel him beginning to throb.
"Oh, God, Seb! Oh God! It feels ... it feels ... oh ... oh ... OH ... OH ... NNNUUUHHH ... NNNUUUHHH ... OH GOD ... I'M ... I'M ... OOOOHHHHHH SEB! ... OH ... OH ... OH ... NNNUUUHHH ... NNNUUUHHH ... OH, GOD, SEB! ... UH ... UH ... CUM WITH ME! OH GOD, PLEASE C-CUM WITH MMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
Melissa's pleading pushed Sebastian over the edge. He felt his balls tightening, felt the pressure building, and then, as Melissa's orgasm swept over her, he exploded.
"OH GOD MEL!" he groaned as the first wave of his sperm flooded Melissa. She felt him twitching inside her, felt the heat of his load spreading through her, and her own orgasm increased in intensity. Crying and moaning, their bodies twitching and jerking uncontrollably, Sebastian and Melissa squirmed on the floor as they were both wracked by intense orgasms.
"Oh JESUS, Seb! Oh sweet JESUS!" Melissa cried out as wave after wave of passion flowed through her trembling body. She could feel Sebastian continuing to spray her insides with his thick, hot cum, intensifying her own feelings. Never before had she cum like this!
And then slowly, almost painfully slowly, the orgasms that had swept over them passed. The pace of their movements slowed, the trembling of their bodies gradually coming under control. And finally they lay still, holding each other close while they gasped for breath. Melissa felt Sebastian slowly losing his erection inside her.
Sebastian lifted his head from Melissa's shoulder and gently kissed her. Melissa responded, and the kiss was long and soft. Still, in spite of the tremendous multiple orgasms Melissa had experienced, in spite of the love she had felt for Sebastian while in the throes of passion, her conscience was beginning to reassert itself. Melissa was beginning to feel guilty. Melissa put her arms around Sebastian's neck and buried her face in his shoulder.
"What is it, Mel?" Sebastian asked when he heard Melissa sniffle. Melissa shook her head and said nothing.
"Come on, Mel. What is it?"
"What are we doing, Seb? What in heaven's name are we doing?"
"We're doing what we both wanted, Mel. We're doing what we've both wanted for years. And who has it hurt, Mel? Exactly who has it hurt?"
"Nobody, I guess. But that's beside the point. Brothers and sisters aren't suppose to ... to ... DO this with each other!"
With that, Melissa stood up, pulled her robe tightly about her, and went into the bedroom. Once there, she discarded the robe and lay down in her nightgown. She was laying on the bed on her left side when Sebastian entered the room and lay down next to her. Placing left arm under her neck and the right around her waist, he snuggled up to her back and held her close. They lay quietly, not speaking, and soon Sebastian's regular breathing told Melissa that he had fallen asleep.
Melissa's mind was in turmoil. It was true that she had fantasized for years about having sex with her brother. She had even fantasized about him raping her. And there was no doubt that the orgasms she had experienced with him were fantastic. Still, he was her brother, and you weren't suppose to do such things with your brother. It was wrong. Everybody said it was. It was taboo in every society in the world. And yet ... and yet ...
After awhile, feeling the warmth and comfort of Sebastian lying next to her, Melissa drifted off to sleep. Her dreams that night were jumbled, a collection of impressions, flashes of memories. Images of Regents Park, Saint James Park and Greenwich Park mingled and intermixed. The faces of the men who had used her danced across her mind. Flashes of herself fighting, running in the woods intermixed with images of Sebastian in an American naval uniform. She saw herself naked on the tour boat from Greenwich to London, Dani sitting next to her, telling her that she must let go.
Melissa woke with a start. Confused at first, it took a moment for her to realize that Sebastian was still laying next to her, his arms around her. It was beginning to get light in her bedroom. Melissa suddenly realized that it was morning. She and Sebastian had slept the night through together.
"Good morning, Mel." Sebastian whispered as he kissed her on the ear.
"You're awake?" Melissa asked rhetorically.
"Have been for a couple of hours. I was just enjoying the feel of you next to me."
They lay quiet for awhile, each lost in their own thoughts. Melissa felt Sebastian pull her closer to him as he started to kiss the back of her neck. She sighed as the warm feeling he gave her spread through her body. His right hand was softly stroking her stomach, then slowly moved up until it was gently massaging her breast.
"Don't. Please don't do that." Melissa murmured softly, but she didn't try to push his hand away.
Sebastian kept massaging her breasts and kissing the back of her neck. He could feel her heart beating under his hand and knew that it was beginning to beat faster. He heard the soft, pleasurable sighs that escaped from her throat. Moving his hand to her right shoulder, he gently rolled her onto her back. Melissa didn't resist as he bent over and touched his lips to hers. Slowly, she put her arms around him and pulled him close. She felt his hand slowly traveling down her body, and when he began rubbing her thigh, she spread her legs apart.
"Oh, Seb." Melissa moaned as he began rubbing her crotch. Her breathing was becoming deeper and her heart was beating faster. When he pushed her knickers aside and started rubbing his finger between the lips of her vagina, she moaned deeply and lifted her head to place her lips against his.
"Mmmm ... ooohhhhhh ... mmmm" Melissa was becoming aroused as she squirmed under Sebastian's hand. His finger was inside her, slowly tracing a path around the inner walls of her vagina. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. Her head was slowly rolling from side to side. "Mmmmmoooooooohhhhhhhhh"
Sebastian moved his hand to the waistband of her knickers and began pushing them down. Melissa lifted her hips to make it easier for him. Once they were down around her thighs, Melissa raised her knees towards her chest so he could slip them down her legs, over her feet and off. When he started pushing her nightgown up, she raised her arms over her head so he could remove it.
Sebastian slipped off the bed and stood up. Melissa lay naked and watched as he removed his clothing. Naked, he crawled back in bed next to Melissa and took her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around him and raised her lips to his while his hands roamed over her body. She sighed deeply when his hand returned to her crotch and she felt a finger slip easily into her.
"Oooohhhhmmmmmmm. Oh yes. Oh, Seb, it feels so good when you do that!" Melissa shivered as Sebastian's finger roamed around her insides. She could feel herself getting wet as he continued fingering her. His mouth was at her breast, gently sucking and chewing on her nipple.
Melissa didn't resist when Sebastian moved on top of her. She put her arms around him and lifted her legs when she felt his meat rubbing against the entrance to her vagina.
"Oooohhhhhhhhhhh" Melissa sighed softly as she felt Sebastian's organ begin to spread her passage open as he entered her. She felt him slowly, so very slowly, slipping deeper into her as her excitement grew. She felt him slowly and steadily penetrating her depths until finally, and ever so gently, he sunk himself completely into her.
"Oohhhh yessssss!" she sighed as he slowly started moving inside of her. He placed a hand gently on either side of her face and pressed his lips to hers. Melissa pulled Sebastian even tighter against her as the kiss became evermore passionate. Her hips were moving in time with Sebastian and her heart was beginning to race.
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ,,, oooohhhhhh ... uhh ... uhh ... uhh ...ooohhhhh ... oh Seb! ... uhh ... uhh ... oh Seb you f-feel so good ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ..."
Slowly, very slowly, Sebastian withdrew from Melissa until only the head of his dick was inside her. Teasing her, he moved very slightly in and out of her, over and over, half and inch in, then back out, over and over. Melissa was beginning to whimper. She tried raising her hips to impale herself on Sebastian, but he pulled back, keeping only the head in. She grabbed his hips and tried to pull him into her, but he was stronger than her and kept his position. He was watching her face, excited by her attempts to get him deeper into her.
"P-please, Seb! Oh please! ... oohhh ... St-stop teasing ... oohhh ... I want ... I want you ... in-inside m-me ... p-please ... uuuuuuoooooooohhhhhhhhhh!" she whimpered as he suddenly sunk himself completely into her. Melissa had never felt anything so wonderful in her life!
Sebastian was pressing his pelvic bone against Melissa's clitoris, moving back and forth against it and turning her on even more. She was whimpering and moaning with every movement, raking his back with her nails.
Without warning, Sebastian once again pulled back until only the head of his meat was inside her. The slight movement just inside the entrance to her vaginal passage was pushing Melissa to the brink. It was teasing! It felt good, it felt GREAT, but she wanted MORE! She wanted Sebastian to be buried as deeply into her as he possibly could. She wanted everything he had! She grabbed his hips and tried jerking him towards her.
"Oh God! Oh God Sebastian!" Melissa whimpered as she thrust her hips towards him, "Oh please ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... p-please ... ohh ... don't t-tease me ... uuhhh ... oh please ... oohhh ... p-put it b-back in m-me ... p-please ... uuuuooooooooaaaaaaaaa God yesssss!" she moaned in ecstasy as Sebastian once again buried himself deep inside her.
Sebastian was screwing Melissa in earnest now. The time for teasing was over. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her brow was furrowed. Sweat was beading on her forehead. Her breathing was shallow and rapid. She was whimpering with every inward thrust of his meat. He could tell that Melissa was fast approaching orgasm.
Melissa's hips were thrusting to meet Sebastian's movements. She was driving herself against him in a near frenzy. She felt herself growing close, felt her body preparing to throw itself over the abyss of sexual fulfilment.
"Oh God! ... oh ... oh ... oh ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... Oh God! ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... S-Sebastian! ... oh ... oh ... uuuhhhh ... OH GOD! ... UUHHH ... UUHHH ... NNNUUUUUAAAAA ... UUHHH ... UUHHH ... OH SEBASTIAN! OHHH SEBASTIANNNNNNNNNN!!!"
Melissa arched her back and thrust herself against him as her body was swept with a tremendous orgasm. Over and over her body shuddered as each new wave washed through her. Still she continued cumming, nearly screaming with each new surge that wracked her body. Then slowly, gradually, the surging orgasm abated. Melissa was coming down from the sexual high she had been on. Then, nearly exhausted, she collapsed on the bed.
"Hmmm." Sebastian whispered in her ear. "I think somebody had a good one."
"Oh, God, Seb! Oh God!" was all Melissa could manage to get out.
Grinning, Sebastian slowly pulled out of Melissa. She knew that he hadn't cum, and wondered what he was doing. Turning around so that his head was towards the foot of the bed, Sebastian laid his chest on Melissa's stomach and slowly lowered his mouth to her crotch.
"Oh, God, Seb! Enough! I-I've had enough!"
Sebastian ignored her and slowly ran his tongue between the lips of her vagina. She shivered as he gently sucked her clit, then moved down to her entrance where his tongue penetrated her. She was breathing harder as his tongue darted in and out of her. She groaned as he slid a hand underneath her and slowly penetrated her rectum with a finger.
"Nnnuuuuhhhh ... ooohhhh Seb ... nnnuuuuhhhh ... oh it feels so good! ... oohhhhh!"
Sebastian's finger moved slowly in and out of Melissa's rectum while he continued eating her out. His free hand moved along her thigh, along her rib cage to her breast. He massaged her breast for a bit, then slowly rubbed back down her side and along her thigh.
Melissa was becoming aroused in spite of the fact that she had just had a tremendous orgasm. Sebastian's tongue was raising her once more into the pantheon of sexual pleasures. Her heart was beating faster, her breathing becoming rapid. Her hips were slowly squirming under Sebastian's face.
"Ooooohhhhhh ... mmmmmmmmm ... oh yesssss ... oh yesssss ... ooooohhhhhh" Melissa's voice was soft and low as she responded to Sebastian's mouth. Her entire body was beginning to squirm on the bed as she became more and more aroused.
Opening her eyes, Melissa saw Sebastian's crotch just to the right of her head. Reaching over, she took his meat in her hand. Shifting position slightly, she took him into her mouth and began sucking on him. Sebastian moaned as she slowly moved up the full length of his dick, then just as slowly moved back down.
Melissa moaned around the dick in her mouth as Sebastian's tongue flicked lightly and rapidly over her clit. Her body jerked involuntarily when he sucked it into his mouth and gently nibbled on it. Melissa slid her lips once more down Sebastian's meat and was gratified by his moan of pleasure as she took him completely into her mouth.
Melissa was becoming more and more excited, and she could tell Sebastian was also. Just as she was moving her hips in time with Sebastian, he was now doing the same, moving his hips forward and back in time with the movements of Melissa's mouth. Sebastian's arms were now wrapped around Melissa, as hers were around him. Each was holding on tightly, pulling the other to them.
Melissa's heart was racing as Sebastian's tongue drove her ever closer to the brink of ecstasy. She was moaning and whimpering as she sucked harder and faster on him, taking him nearly into her throat. She felt Sebastian's muscles beginning to tremble just as her own were. She knew that they were both so close. So very, very close.
Her body was jerking and trembling involuntarily now. He nails were clawing at Sebastian's buttocks as she tried to force him even farther into her mouth. Her hips were thrusting against his face in total abandon. And then the first shock of orgasm screamed through her.
Melissa nearly cried out at the force of this latest orgasm. As her body was bouncing and twisting against Sebastian, she felt him start to throb and twitch in her mouth. Then, just as the main force of her own orgasm hit her, she felt the first wave of Sebastian's cum explode into her throat. Pulling him tighter to her, Melissa swallowed each succeeding blast of cum as her own body was wracked repeatedly by the tremors of her passion.
Gradually, the intensity of their mutual orgasms subsided. As the trembling of their bodies slowly abated, they held each other close. Melissa continued moving up and down the length of Sebastian's slowly softening erection as he was gently licking her vagina. Finally, both feeling exhausted, even these minor exertions became too much for them. Releasing each other, they lay back on the bed. In a matter of moments, Melissa was asleep.
Melissa woke to a state of confusion. What was happening? Something was wrong. What was it? What?
And then Melissa was totally awake and aware of what was happening. She was laying on her stomach on her bed, and Sebastian was laying on her back. She could feel him beginning to force his way into her rectum. She tried rolling onto her side, tried squirming away from him, but he was too heavy.
"Oh, no! Oh please, Seb, DON'T!" Melissa grimaced as she felt her brother's meat penetrating deeper into her rear. She ground her teeth together as he forced more of his dick into her bowels with each thrust. Then, overcoming the resistance of her body, Sebastian's dick sunk completely into Melissa's asshole.
"Oh, God, stop it! Please, PLEASE stop it! ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... Y-you're h-hurting me! ... nnuuhhh ... nnuuhhh ... nnuuhhh ... St-stop it! Oh p-please stop it!" Melissa cried out as Sebastian stroked his meat deeply into her body. She felt as if he were tearing her in two.
"Mmmm. You feel so TIGHT, Mel! You feel so wonderfully, wonderfully TIGHT!" Sebastian whispered in her ear.
Melissa whimpered softly as Sebastian pulled most of the way out of her before pushing himself back into her bowels. A small cry would escape her throat each time he drove into her. Over and over he penetrated her as the anal rape continued. Melissa could feel the swollen meat inside her stretching her to her very limits as it pushed deeply into her.
"Oh ... G-God! ... Oh ... G-God! ... P-please ... ohhhh ... p-please ... st-stop! ... N-no ... more! ... uuuhhhh ... N-no ... more!" Melissa begged as the rock hard organ continued invading her depths.
"Relax. Just relax, Mel. It will be alright." Sebastian replied to his sister's pleas. "Just relax."
"Please, Seb, ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... enough! ... oohhh ... Enough!"
Sebastian's left arm was underneath her shoulders, holding her close as the weight of his body pressed down on her back. She felt his right hand slipping underneath her thigh, moving towards her crotch. Then, while he still stroked in and out of her bowels, his finger separated the lips of her vagina and found her clit.
"Stop it! D-don't DO that! Oh, Seb, DON'T!" Melissa whimpered as Sebastian's finger gently massaged her clit. She could feel the first twinges of excitement growing in the pit of her stomach as Sebastian's finger played with her most sensitive spot.
Sebastian could hear Melissa's breathing becoming more rapid. He was learning that there were some things his sister couldn't stand up against, and having her clit gently rubbed was one of them. He felt her beginning to squirm underneath him as he moaned in pleasure at the tight feeling of her asshole around his dick.
"Uuhhh ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... Seb! ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... oh G-God ... nnnuuu ... oh God ... ooooohhhhhhhhh ... St-stop! ... uuhhh ... uuhhh ... St-stop!" Melissa groaned as Sebastian increased the pace of the rape. She felt him driving into her bowels faster and harder as his finger massaged her clit. She felt her own excitement growing as he began kissing and nibbling her back.
She couldn't believe that her body was responding. Even the dick driving repeatedly into her ass was not enough to overcome the feeling of Sebastian's finger working on her clit. Her excitement was growing and she was beginning to move her hips in time with her brother's. Melissa was once more climbing the stairs of sexual fulfilment.
"Nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... p-p-please ... uh ... uh ... d-don't ... uh ... uh ... no ... no m-more ... nnnuuuhhh ... nnnuuuhhh ... Oh, God! Oh, God!" Melissa felt herself getting close. Sebastian's finger working on her was more than she could take.
"Oh, God! ... uh ... uh ... uh ... Don't! ... uh ... uh ... P-please ... n-no m-more! ...uh ... uh ... oh ... oh ... OH ... OOOOOOHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Melissa cried out as the orgasm washed through her. She felt herself cumming over and over as Sebastian fucked her in the ass and played with her clit.
"OH GOD! ... OH ... OH ... SEB! ... OH ... OH ... P-PLEASE ... ST-STOP! ... OH ... OH ... I CAN'T ... I CAN'T ... OH ... OH ...T-TAKE ANY ... ANYMORE! ... OH ... OH! ...OH P-PLEASE ST-STOP!" Melissa was nearly screaming as the continuous orgasm drove her beyond the levels of endurance. She was sure she would die if Sebastian continued working her clit. Her body was jerking uncontrollably as each fresh orgasm slammed through her.
Then, just as she thought she would surely lose her mind, Sebastian pulled his hand away from her crotch. With a deep moan of exhaustion, Melissa collapsed on the bed as her orgasm began abating. She lay panting for breath as Sebastian continued driving into her at an ever increasing pace.
Melissa whimpered each time Sebastian drove his dick into her, her body trembling involuntarily as he sodomized her. He was plowing into her so fast and so hard that she was sure he must be damaging her insides.
"Uh ... uh ... p-please ... uh ... uh ... p-please h-hurry ... uh ... uh ... p-please oh please h-hurry ... nnuuhhh ... nnuuhhh ... oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Melissa could feel Sebastian's dick throbbing and twitching deep in her bowels as the heat of his cum spread through her. She could feel it as he shot wave after wave of sperm into her ass. Finally, mercifully, Sebastian slowed his pace, at last coming to a stop and laying on Melissa's back. She could feel him slowly softening inside her.
Sebastian lay on Melissa for several minutes while his breathing returned to normal. Then, with a sigh of contentment, he pulled out of her and stood up. Melissa lay still on the bed as she heard Sebastian dress. She was still laying there when she heard the front door of her apartment open and close. Exhausted, she once more drifted off to sleep.
Slowly, Melissa woke up. She noticed the bedroom was bright with sunlight. Glancing at the clock, she saw it was nearly 2:30 in the afternoon. Getting off the bed, Melissa pulled on her robe and went to the window. The green of the park was spread out before her. She stood there for quite some time, lost in thought.
Seventy one and a half hours. That was how long it had been since she had met Sebastian at Regent's Park. Seventy one and a half hours. In that time, she had been raped eighteen times by nine different men, including her own brother. She had been raped vaginally, anally and orally. And then there was this morning. This morning couldn't even be considered rape. She had cooperated. She had allowed her brother to make love to her.
Melissa felt the guilt welling up in her again. Not only had she cooperated, she had enjoyed having Sebastian use her. She had experienced tremendous orgasms with him. How could she have done that? It was wrong. He was her brother and it was wrong.
Melissa was beginning to feel isolated. The feelings surging up in her made her feel as if she would explode. Dani had been right. She couldn't keep this bottled up. She had to talk to someone. She HAD to. But who? Who was there that she could sit down and talk to? How could she ever sit face to face with another person and tell them what she had been through? As Melissa turned from the window, her eyes fell on her computer. Sitting down, she began typing on the keyboard.
I have no idea how Melissa found Soren's sight, or why she decided to read the stories posted there. After all, there are numerous support groups on the web that specialize in anonymously helping rape survivors. They are easily found and usually staffed by people who have been through the same kind of experiences. Chat rooms on those sights give the survivor access to numerous other survivors who will understand and help. For reasons that only she could explain, Melissa decided to contact me instead.
She started slowly, asking questions about my stories, about where I got my ideas. Then gradually, she started talking. Over a period of several weeks, she opened up more and more until she had finally related her whole story to me. Now, I'm not an expert at this kind of thing. I'm just a slightly perverse amateur writer with a vivid imagination. Due to that, I didn't attempt to offer her any advice. To tell the truth, I don't think that she wanted any. She just wanted someone to listen. That, I was able to do.
What will happen to Melissa now? I don't know. Like everyone, the rest of her life has yet to unfold. Tomorrow is a closed book, a mystery that can only be solved by going there. I only hope, that by lending an ear, I was able to help her move into that tomorrow with some measure of peace.
The Swimming Pool Gangrape
Jennifer was spending her holidays at the beach of Llorret de Mar. She was with her baby of three weeks old and with her husband who had to be in Barcelona for business. Today it was Saturday and it was her second day at the hotel. She wanted to go to the sea but decided not to, her skin was already read, in stead she went to the public swimming pool of the hotel. After breast feeding her baby she put it to bed.
Before heading down to the swimming pool without her baby, she decided to wear something attractive, which would show some of her top heavy body. She put on a pair of white high heeled shoes, a white thong and a white wrap around skirt. Her top had tiny spaghetti straps, was a little short and showed her belly button. Her bra was also white and the cups had to deal with her heavy DD-sized sagging breasts. Her long brown hair was put in a pony tail so she looked a little longer.
She always detested her little frame and too big breasts, but now she felt free to do whatever she wanted to do. When she walked down stairs she felt her big hanging breasts bounce up and down. She knew the top was too little, it already showed some cleavage and the clasp at the back of her bra was now in view and an easy target for naughty men.
The pool was deserted, the only people were a group of six tall German boys. They were playing football in the pool, and as soon as they saw Jennifer they all started staring at her incredible body.
Jennifer tried not to look at them, their loud voices made her a little afraid of them, so she decided to sit down at the end of the pool on a little plastic bench. The boys already were very wild and now they were horny as well.
One boy said: " Wow, did you notice the size of those huge tits" ?
Another boy said: " I would love to make her tits jump out of her top"
A third boy said: " I'm sure she's got a big wet pussy.
Jennifer only had a large blue towel which she put on the bench. Unfortunately she had forgotten her sun lotion. After 30 minutes the boys decided to continue their play just next to the young woman. One boy got out of the pool and decided to make some conversation with the young woman.
" Hi! I'm Frank, what's your name" ?
Hello! My name is Jennifer"
Frank continued: " Are you also from Germany?
" No, I'm from England, London" Jennifer somehow liked the German boy, which he noticed so he had no trouble sitting down on the bench next to Jennifer.
It was one o'clock in the afternoon, all Spanish people were having their siesta, because the sun was very hot.
Frank noticed that her already burned English skin was becoming very red, so he asked: " Hei Jennifer, you better put some lotion on your skin, otherwise it will be very painful in a few hours"
Jennifer was surprised: Oops, thanks Frank, but I left the lotion in my hotel room"
Frank said: " Never mind, I will give you our bottle" Before getting the bottle, Frank jumped back in the water and told his friends about the conversation.
He was very aroused by the girl. He said: " guys listen, her name is Jennifer, she's English, she's 30 years old, 10 years older than we are and she told me she's just given birth to her baby three weeks ago. I will give her our bottle of sun lotion so I can continue our chat"
His friend Sander said: I will join you, I'm sure we can do some nice things with this English babe. You guys, make sure you continue your play next to Jennifer and try to splash around with the water as much as possible"
Jennifer was looking at the group of playing boys, in a way she liked the attention of their oggling eyes. After a few minutes Frank was back with the bottle of lotion.
He introduced Jennifer to Frank. " My god" : Jennifer thought, " this guy is also as tall as Frank"
Frank gave the lotion to Jennifer and she immediately started putting some on her legs. She pushed the skirt a little open so she could put the lotion on both of her legs. She also put it on her inner thighs, in fact she was just teasing a little with the two horny boys. Off course she didn't show the front of her white thong because her pussy had become a little sloppy and her thick bush of brown pussy hair was curling at the sides of the sheer white fabric, but normally her pussy was well shaven.
After a few minutes her legs were done and she put back her wrap around skirt. She saw their eyes focussed on her legs and this gave her a warm feeling. She decided to continue her flirting so she started putting the lotion on her arms, belly, neck and onto the top of her breasts. Finally she bent over and put the bottle on the floor.
The two boys noticed her big breasts falling in their cups, they looked right into her cleavage. When she started to put her high heels a little tighter, the movement of her arms made the top of her tit flesh jiggle a little. This really aroused the two boys.
Jennifer resettled herself on the bench and looked right at the bulge in the shorts of the two boys. Jennifer shivered, suddenly her pussy was getting a little wet and she felt her nipples becoming hard. Her face became red, because she knew that this meant that her large swollen dark areoles were also very visible through the thin top.
Than the two boys sat down each at one side of her. Jennifer felt a little nervous so she put her arms in front of her trying to hide her big bulging breasts. After a few minutes a third boy, called Stefan, arrived in front of her. He had a camera into his hands and a big bottle of cold white wine. The other three boys were still into the pool playing and splashing wildly with the water.
Jennifer bent over a little in order to hide her big breasts, but this caused a huge cleavage. To her surprise Stefan took a picture of her desperately hiding her breasts like this.
Than he said: " Sorry my name is Stefan, I just had to take a shot of this beautiful woman, I hope you don't mind"
Jennifer who's always a little shy and often someone who's afraid to say NO when she has to, just said: " it's okay, you can take as many pictures as you want as long as you make sure that I can get a copy of them" This was her first big mistake.
Because as soon as she said this, Stefan took some more pictures of her while the other two boys immediately took both of her arms and began toying a little with the woman who didn't know what to do. The two boys looked at each other and it was obvious that they they were excited by the soft flesh of her arms.
Frank announced with a naughty look in his eyes: " Hé Jen, let's take some pics of you struggling with a few German guys"
Now Jennifer made a second big mistake, she said: " Okay, but don't play to wild with this weak mother"
The three boys laughed at each other. Stefan handed the bottle of cold wine to Sander who put it at her lips and Jennifer was clumsily and hungrily drinking the cold wine. Of course Sander made sure she would have too much wine in one time into her mouth which caused her to gag and she spilled almost all the wine onto her top.
The boys made sure she would like this tease and just laughed at a modest way. Jennifer appreciated this and warned Sander not to spill the expensive wine. Sander continued his wine tease a few times till the bottle was almost empty, Jennifer's head was now spinning. The front of her top and her bra were soaked and her nipples and areoles poked against the now transparent fabric. Her spaghetti straps hung down to her arms and her top hung so low that almost both cups were in full view.
Sander and Frank pulled her arms slowly and with ease behind her back. With their free hands they gently touched the back of her bra and bra clasp which dug deep into her very red skin. Stefan was busy shooting the whole action. Jennifer hadn't noticed that the three other guys into the pool had stopped their play and were almost coming out of the pool. They were just a few inches separated from the woman and from the pool the three guys splashed at the same time for a few seconds as much water as possible over the totally surprised woman.
The six boys only wore shorts, but Jennifer was now totally soaked. The cold water made goose pimples all over her body. The three boys were very smart, they immediately went to the woman and apologized themselves. They said that it was meant for their friends.
Frank and Sander pretended to be mad about the whole thing. For punishment they had to get some new bottles of cold white wine. In the meantime Frank and Sander were trying to make her laugh again. After a few minutes the other three boys returned with the wine. They sat down in front of Jennifer and smiled at her. Stefan gave his camera to the three boys sitting down in front of Jennifer. He went over to the back of Jennifer and gently rubbed her neck. Frank and Sander also rubbed her arms and the bare part of her back.
Frank said:" hé Jen you're warm again" ?
Jennifer liked the way they were touching her body, she knew she was a little over weight, but for a young mother she accepted her voluptuous body.
She didn't respond, she just moaned: " ooooooh, I love to be rubbed" After a few minutes Jennifer made a third mistake, she responded honestly to almost all their rude questions.
Frank and Sander once again pulled her arms slowly behind her back, her big breasts pushed almost through the soaked bra, her top hung over her belly, because Frank and Sander had without being noticed pulled her spaghetti straps as down as possible. Jennifer was dreaming, her eyes were closed and she forgot about the three boys who stared at her breasts, topped with some beautiful areoles and huge nipples.
Frank said to her in a very soft tone: " Hé Jen, you got a wonderful body"
Jennifer just whispered: you really think so? I still think I'm a bit over weight"
Frank responded: " No, most men love this kind of woman and my friends already said that you were gorgeous"
Jennifer said: " You guys are so sweet"
Sander took over and asked her: " Jennifer, what parts of your body do you like the most" ?
Jennifer teased back: " I like my legs and love my breasts" She started to laugh and got very red in her face.
Stefan continued rubbing her neck and asked her: " You don't have to answer this question and if you do please say so, what's the size of your breasts" ?
Jennifer was already half drunken and her dreaming mind became horny as hell, so she just answered his question. She said: " they normally are a D-cup"
Frank said while he now was touching her bra clasp: " how do you mean normally" ?
Jennifer giggled: " oooh, you know, I've just given birth to my baby, so my breasts are now filled with milk.
Stefan asked: " Are they painful" ?
Jennifer said: " Normally just my nipples were sensitive, but now every inch of my breast is sensitive" Jennifer just forgot about the horny looking boys around her, they all had a perfect close look at her very hard nipples. They knew she was very horny and that they good go very far, before she would refuse their touches. Jennifer jumped when the boys in front of her started rubbing her legs very slowly. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at the handsome boys who were satisfying her.
She said to Stefan: Could you please put the straps back at it's place and pull up my top up a little. Than she closed her eyes again and started moaning again. She thought to herself: " Please Jen stop this right now, before it goes out of hand, but she couldn't, she loved to be touched by these strangers, it was so exciting and besides her own husband never liked to be this gentle with her. The last time she had sex with him was more than six months ago.
Jennifer was getting pretty drunken and hornier every minute. The three boys in front of her took their chance, because Jennifer was moaning and breathing heavily with her eyes closed. They pushed her legs open till the split of her wrap around skirt was open so they could almost see her white thong. They put some lotion on her legs, knees and finally onto her thighs.
Frank and Sander were touching her arms and back, while Stefan was rubbing her neck with long soft strokes. " Hé Jen!" , Frank said, " when was the last time your husband has done this to you?"
Jennifer giggled: " My husband is not a man who touches me very often and honestly our sexlife has never been very good"
Stefan grinned: " Jenny, when was the last time you had sex with your husband?"
Jennifer blushed: " Like a few months ago"
With that Frank and Sander laughed very hard and pushed her arms behind her back. All 6 boys stared at her huge breasts that pushed hard against the white thin fabric. Sander suddenly took the two bra clasps and tried to undo the bra without being noticed, than it snapped open. Their was an enormous pressure on the bra so the bra flew open and her heavy breasts bounced down a little.
Jennifer yelled: " Aaah boys, please don't take my bra, I need it"
Sander laughed: " Why Jennifer, we are in a swimming pool, you won't need it, besides you're still wearing your top"
Jennifer sobbed a little: " Nooo please, I've never been outside without wearing a bra"
The boys laughed and teased the girl who looked very ashamed. Sander said: " Jenny, a woman is much more sexy without a bra, so please let us just take your bra"
Jennifer sobbed and made a fourth mistake, she said: " Okay you can take it and have your fun, but I want to have it back!"
Suddenly their were three other German guys of 16 years old. They said hello and looked curious at the six guys and at the stunning mother. They took a cold shower in the corner of the swimming pool and came back.
Frank said: " Let's make a party and drink some wine" Stefan filled 9 plastic glasses with wine and gave them to his friends, the three guys and finally he gave the last glass to Jennifer, who had a drunken and horny look in her eyes. Than Sander tugged at the bra and pulled it from the woman's sweating body. Her top was not wet anymore and Jennifer knew that she had to be very careful, because otherwise her breasts would appear at the bottom of her short top.
Frank studied the bra and Screamed: " yeah, double D, wow!"
Jennifer's face got very red and nervously drunk her wine. Stefan stopped rubbing her neck and touched her back and top of her skirt. He gently touched the belt of the skirt and tried with some help of his three friends in front of him to unwrap the skirt.
The poor woman didn't know that the boys had undone the belt of the skirt and when she would move it was sure she would only wear her high heels, top and thong.
Frank said: " hé boys take that camera and make some pictures of six German friends wrestling with an innocent English young mother.
Jennifer was pretty worried, but all she could answer was: " Please my head is spinning, don't be too hard with me"
With that Frank and Sander took her hands and started toying with Jennifer. They lifted her from the little plastic bench and dragged her to the cold showers of the pool. Stefan made sure she would loose her skirt. Poor Jennifer was in shock and didn't know what to do against this strong young guys.
She just screamed: Aaaah Frank, it's enough, please put me down, stop you'll hurt me!"
Than Stefan put on the showers and Frank and Sander pushed her easily under the showers. For a few seconds Jennifer's squeals were very loud and than the three young guys joined in.
Jennifer yelled at them when she saw the strange faces: " Hé don't, I thought you had to make pictures of us"
The three boys just laughed and the other six boys said: " Go ahead guys, have some fun!"
With that the six friends jumped into the pool and stared at Jennifer who didn't like to play anymore, especially not with some strange young guys. The boys were young and a little bit taller than Jennifer, but they were strong and wild. Jennifer clawed at the three boys, but they moved fast and finally one boy took her hand and his friend her other hand. She tried to break free, but the boys were strong, the third guy took one leg and than her other leg and in spite of the fact that she was kicking and moving wildly, she knew she was lost, she hung into the air and soon she was thrown into the pool. As soon as she was into the water she was surrounded by 9 horny looking guys.
Jennifer was very upset and made her way to the part in the pool were she could stand on her feet. When she was just about to go out, Stefan grabbed her by the waist. She was till her knees into the water and when she looked down she saw that her top clung to her body as did her thong. Her nipples, areoles and breasts were very visible through the top and her little thong failed to cover her pussy. The boys saw that her pubic hair was sticking through the transparent cotton, her slit was also visible which made the boys horny as hell.
Suddenly whispered in her ear, Jennifer you look fantastic. Before she could answer her arms were pulled hard in front of her so she almost tumbled over, she tried to fend off all those pair of hands, but she was helpless. The pressure at her hands made her bend over, her breasts jumped out of her top, she jumped when someone touched her pussy through the thong. Sander started pulling at the bottom of her top, Jennifer saw this and tried to move away, but she was too late.
They raised her hands and pulled the top over her haid and threw it away. Jennifer started crying, but nothing helped. Soon they pulled her out of the pool and made her lay down with her back on the bench. Her legs were spread and all the 9 guys were staring at her slit. Stefan started touching her slit through the thong, than he started licking and chewing at her pussy. After a few minutes he stopped, Jennifer was crying helplessly and they all could see her pussylips and clit that were poking against the wet thong. With one tug her thong was off. Jennifer cried and started breathing heavily. Her pink puffy pussy was defenceless in the cold air. Her arms were behind her back and the boys spread her legs as wide as possible.
The 16 year old started fingering her pussy, his fingers went easily into the wet puffy hole. Jennifer was begging them, but nobody listened to her. Than the boy was pushed away and Frank took his turn. He pushed the head of his swolled dick against her slippery hole and pushed it in inch by inch.
Jennifer screamed:" AAAAAhhh, no it hurtsssss"
Frank was encouraged by his friends: " Frankie, fuck that mother's pussy!!!"
Jennifer was penetrated several times, the boys took hundred's of pictures of her, especially when she was on her knees while many hands made her breasts bounce up and down. Jennifer had been gang raped for more than three hours, she never mentioned it to her husband, but deep in her mind she had loved the forced penetration.
All people's names, all places, and all dates have been changed
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