Daddy's slut girl(27)

"I sure hope that old guy didn't come in your cunt," he drawled. "I hate wet decks." When Cindy said nothing, he slapped her sharply across the face. "Well, did he?" he snarled. "He shoot his load in your twat?"

"No!" Cindy sobbed. "You stopped him too soon. Please, I'll do whatever you want, but don't hit me."

He snorted with contempt. "We ain't gonna hit you, little girl, we ain't gonna hurt you at all, if you just put out. That's all you gotta do, fuck me an my buddies. You got that?"

"Yes," she wept. "I'll do it."

"Okay," he snapped. "An' keep that mouth shut, too, unless we ask you to talk. Now spread them legs wider, baby, as wide as you can."

Cindy spread her legs as wide as she could, and the circle of guys strained closer to look at her naked exposed pussy. Still no one laughed. They watched in silence as their leader knelt between her legs and inserted the knobby red head of his stiff prick into her small shadowy cunt-mouth. He didn't lie down on her. He knelt there and watched his own flashing cock as he began to fuck her.

Cindy felt the hot hard cock jabbing balls deep in her tight cunt. Her pussy had creamed a little for Simmons, so it wasn't a dry painful fuck. The leader balled her brutally hard, as fast as he could, as if he just wanted to get the screw over with, as if she were only a machine for bringing him off. His face remained expressionless, although he panted and snorted a little. Cindy felt nothing at first, but she gradually experienced a glowing hot sensation in her raped cunt. She'd been horny this morning, thinking of Tom and Pete and their delicious orgy at the motel. It was the last good fuck she'd had, and she'd been wanting more. If only it didn't have to be this ruthless gang.

"Get your butt up some more," the leader snapped. "Put it up there for me. I don't wanta strain myself."

Cindy dutifully arched her pussy for him, and now his hard hot prick sawed back and forth over her sensitive clit. It felt good. She felt inhibited about showing her pleasure in front of all these guys, though. She whimpered and let her head fall back limply on the dirty blanket. All around her was that sea of gawking young faces, some of them beginning to leer now. Apparently they didn't dare speak during their leader's performance, but a couple of them grinned at her, and one of them winked.

"Uhhhh." It was a soft sound, audible only to Cindy, and the only noise he made as he came. She wouldn't have known he'd come at all if she hadn't felt the hot squirt of his jism deep in her cunt.

He stood up at once, stuffed his limp cock back in his jeans, and zipped up. He acted no more moved than if he'd just taken a piss. "She's tight," he said tonelessly. "It's pretty good cunt. Go ahead and fuck her."

The leader took his place in the circle of observers, and another guy stepped forward. Apparently there was some kind of pecking order in the gang, no argument about who screwed her next. Cindy waited with mingled fear and anticipation. She didn't want to be hurt, but she could sure use a little more balling. The leader's hard fucking had aroused her, and her cunt was creamy, hot, and hungry.

The second guy had frizzy thick blond hair that stuck out from his head at all angles like a fright wig. He had innocent green eyes and a turned-up nose but was doing his best to look tough. He unzipped his jeans and whipped out a fairly long thick erect cock.

"Get up, baby," he said. "I'm gonna let you do the work. I had a real hard night."

The tension broke, and the gang laughed when the leader smirked a little. Cindy stood up, and the blond guy lay down on the blanket, his long erect prick standing straight up and waving lewdly.

"Now you squat down on me," he said. "Just work that cock right up your hole, you dig?"

Cindy got the idea. She straddled the guy and lowered her crotch slowly down over his wagging pale prick. She was clumsy at it and had to grab the hot silky meat and stuff the thick, drooling knob into her cunt-mouth. His dick was fatter than she'd expected, and it was a very tight fit as she slid down it, taking the whole thick rod into her belly. She felt his jeans rubbing harshly against her butt, the hard head of his prick butting the end of her cunt.

"Now ball me, honey," he said, leering up at her. "Make it good."

Cindy blushed hotly. She hadn't expected to take an active part in the rape. She began to jerk her crotch up and down, working her slick little twat around the rigid pole of his dick. It made a loud wet slurpy noise, which made the gang howl with laugher and made Cindy blush. Her big ripe tits jiggled and wobbled heavily, adding to the guys' amusement.

"Go, baby, go!" someone shouted. "Make that pussy fly!"