The thumb slipped deeper and deeper into her crack. Once Janet tried opening her mouth to cry out, then she felt Bill's dick almost slip in. But overriding all, her feelings was, that thumb, that awful thumb now shoved against her cherry. Now Janet felt pain, the pain, of that thin little membrane puckering in, threatening to tear with the slightest increase of pressure.
Janet stiffened arching her back, her body shivering as if someone had touched it with a live electric wire. The pain increased. It was pure agony. Only the pressure of Bill's prick against her lips kept her from screaming out. And then it happened! Something tore, ripped free from her pussy. Janet could feel it giving way under the pressure of Jack's thumb. Her eyes wide, the girl screamed, her face blanching white as her legs kicked out.
"Yeah!"
Bill groaned, hunching down and forward. The head of his cock slipped between her lips, sliding down toward the back of her throat. Janet gagged, sour bile rising from her belly. He had done it, had actually shoved his dick into her mouth! With a sob, she jerked her head away, spitting that filthy thing from her mouth.
"Hey, look at this," Jack said, holding up one thumb. "She was a virgin after all. She's bleedin' down there. Well, fuck, the blood'll only make things nice and smooth in there when I fuck her."
"Come on, baby, what's the difference any more? Come on and suck my dick," Bill growled, tugging at her hair once more and trying to slip his cock into her mouth.
"And let me tell you," Jack went on, "she's got one hell of a tight cunt… for now. When I get through with her, though, it's gonna be a little wider."
Janet shivered, terrified that this was only the beginning of a nightmare.
CHAPTER THREE
Janet's body jerked involuntarily again, convulsing, as she tried wildly to wrench herself away from Jack's thumb. That awful thumb! It made her sick to know she'd lost her cherry to a thumb, to a hand belonging to a complete stranger. All her dreams were shattered in an instant, that moment Jack's filthy thumbnail tore through her cherry, tearing with it her hopes for a bright happy future.
"Unnghhh!"
Again Janet fought to keep from retching. Her belly ground against the floor as she squirmed away from that horrible thumb. Her buttocks clenched together, her knees scraping along the floor while Bill was still trying to jam his dick into her mouth. Janet screamed loudly, having torn away from Jack's hand one more time. If only someone outside could hear her, answer her cries for help by calling the police.
"Yeah, she's a virgin, all right," Bill said, staring at Jack's pink thumb.
Janet felt him inserting another finger into her cunthole, trying to squirm two digits into her snatch. She cried out again, her shoulders jutting out, her knees slapping hard against the floor. Every muscle in her body cramped with the effort she made to wiggle away from his terrible hand.
"No, oh God, you're… killing meeeee!"
"Shut up," Jack almost shouted, leaning over her as he pulled his thumb and forefinger out of her cunt. Janet sighed, relaxing for a second as the pressure eased around her cuntmouth. "Just keep quiet and rein, and maybe you'll dig this as much as I'm gonna."
"Oh! Ohhhhh!"
Jack reared back, reaching down and tugging her buttocks apart. He kept them spread wide as both his thumbs smoothed over her asscrack, then slipped lower and lower until – oh God – he was touching the dripping lips of her cunt. She was wet, hot, really hot for his fingers, for his cock. It was shameful for Janet to realize, but her own body was betraying her. One part of her mind was repulsing the big man hovering over her, pushing him away, wishing she could somehow escape from him and his friends. And yet another part of her was wanting more degradation, wanting him to shove her into the mud and drag her through filth, all the while exciting her cunt with those magic fingers.
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck. Man, juicin' still, can't keep from stoppin', can you?"
How she wished she had a gun, a knife, anything to kill him, destroy that animal who made her see herself in this awful light. His fingers slipped up and down, jagged nails teasing the tense, rubbery edges of her inner cuntlips. Janet jerked her body to one side, clawing at the floor until two of her nails broke. Her heated cunt began lubing up, and the slick liquid started mixing with what little blood there was from her ripped cherry.
"No… no more, please… ughhhhh! No more of this," she groaned, sobbing with renewed humiliation.
"Good and hot?" Greig asked, caressing his cockhead. He wanted to fuck the young girl in the ass, whispering his needs to Jack.
"Yeah, yeah, maybe later you can butt-fuck the bitch. Right now I just wanna get my cock into the motherfucker and let it ride."