Gang raped virgin(32)

Jack rocked the knife up and down, pressing the tip against her rising clit.

Janet gasped, shaking her head from side to side. No, no, please God, not this, not this! It was one degrading act after another, each one more horrifying, more humiliating than the last! And there was nothing she could do to stop them, to stop her body's positive reaction to what Jack and his buddies were doing. Jerking to one side, tugging her feet against the ropes, she arched her back, opening her cunt almost eagerly td the blade.

"Yeah, slut, yeah, you want anything to take care of that bitchin' cunt of yours," Jack muttered.

He kept rocking the blade back and forth. The touch and coldness of the iron sent excitement rushing through the blonde teen. It was almost the same feeling she had when the men were toying with her, fucking with her. It didn't seem to matter what or who touched her cunt – just as long as something did!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Janet felt her cunt clamp down, the razor edge of the blade slitting her outer cuntlips.

"No, no, don't… don't make me do this!" Janet cried.

She stared at her lust-bloated face in the mirror. She was turning onto this horror, loving every perverted moment of it! When Jack rocked the knife down, shoving the tip harder against her clit once more, the young girl thought she would faint from pleasure. She closed her eyes, feeling her flesh crawl, feeling those sharp delightful shivers of sexuality ripple up and down her spine. It was unbelievable, but she felt her clit swelling, felt a hotter, more intense lust flowing from her crotch. Fucking! Yes, that had done it to her, had warped her mind, had turned her into a sex machine!

Janet's pulse raced. She opened her eyes and saw Jack hovering over her. He was stroking his long, thick cock that stuck out from his halved Levi's.

"Fuck me, fuck me!" the girl cried.

"Man, now she's beggin' for it… just like all the other cunts we've had up here," Jack muttered. Janet screamed, her elbows bowing out. The tip of the knife her pierced her clit, her cuntlips burned, flamed with delight.

Janet had thought that Jack might hurt her with that knife, might cut her. That possibility added yet even more spice to the girl's fear, made her cunt juices ooze out faster.

"Go for it," Jack whispered, dragging the sharp edge of the blade tack, tracing a groove down to the edge of Janet's cuntmouth.

The buzzing, spinning flashes from her clit ebbed, but the fear of having her pussy cut remained. With another grunt, Janet shoved her ass back at the big man, feeling the tip of the knife slip around her cuntal rim. Glancing back into the mirror once more, Janet could see she was shaming herself, letting her body show that it was hungry for his red-knobbed cock. She wanted Jack to shove his rod into her hungry, sucking hole.

Jack was panting now, still jacking his cock, his fist moving faster and faster.

Janet rolled her hips from side to side, arching and shoving back her buttocks at him. She felt the oily, slippery sweat rolling down her thighs, mixing with her cuntjuice.

"Bitch! Pig! Take a cock, baby, a real man's cock!" Jack shouted, climbing onto the bed.

Janet smiled, her eyes closed tightly as she felt the stabs of his cock against her pussy. Rolling her hips forward and hunching her back, she felt his cockhead slip in, then move around in her cunthole. How easily it slipped into her pussy, just like a greased finger?

Jack steadied himself for a moment, then slipped his fingers down, down until he was again playing with her tits, kneading the flesh, pinching her nipples. Janet loved the sensation of being fucked like a dog, of being degraded by this man and his friends. She wished this could go on all night. She hunched her back against him harder, feeling the full length of his fat prick in her body. She felt his cockhead like a plum on a pole, swirling and rotating around and round inside her.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh!" she whimpered, unable to stop the wild chain of thoughts, the rapid building of her orgasm.

Jack laughed, twisting her nipples viciously, draping himself again over her back and biting down hard on the back of her neck. Janet sobbed. The bruising fingers on her nipples made every ounce of her tits ache. And those teeth on her neck! The bite made Janet throw her head back. She raised herself up.

"Ugh! Ughhh! Ughh!"

Jack's belly, slapped against hers. That itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt and ass was driving her crazy. Soon she would shame herself again, soon she would cum.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screamed, her head rolling from side to side. She clawed at the pillow, driving her shoulders forward. Cum now! Cum now! That's, the only thing she could think of.

Growling like a dog, she felt the whirling knot of lust in her crotch about to explode. The immense blast furnace of chilly heat grew and grew. It was so wonderful hearing her juices squishing between the heavy slaps of his belly against her ass.