Donna’s eyes were shut now as she found herself lost in the dizzying feeling of this strange man’s mouth on her breast. She wanted nothing more than to run away from the vile beast, however, the things he was doing had her virgin pussy hotter than ever in her life. She hardly even noticed when a second mouth began to assault her other exposed nipple. All Donna could do was squeeze her eyes tighter and gasp.
Andrea was frightened to feel her pussy juices running down the inside of her thighs. She silently prayed that Rocco and the others would not notice, and tried to rub her legs together discreetly to eliminate any evidence. It was too late, as she felt Rocco remove his mouth from her breast. Frightened, she opened her eyes to see him staring at her.
“I see this slut has sprung another leak.” He said, running his finger through the wet trail on her leg and bringing it to his lips. “Oh yes, I’d say mommy here is ready to get good and fucked.” Andrea opened her mouth to protest, but Rocco kissed her hard on the lips, probing her mouth with his tongue. She fought hard against both Rocco and the urge to kiss him back.
Breaking the kiss, Rocco grinned. “Not bad, but not my style.” He said to Andrea. “Someone take her over to the bar.” He called. “Let me test another one.” With that, Andrea was dragged over to a bar stool and forced to sit. Rocco now watched the two young men working on Donna’s big tits. Her head was thrown back, eyes shut tight. There were tears running down her cheeks, but Rocco had his suspicions as to why she was crying. He walked over to the pretty blonde. “Now this one,” He growled. “This one looks a lot more my style.”
Donna’s eyes popped open and she renewed her struggles. The men stopped playing with her breasts and held her tightly as Rocco stood directly in front of the terrified Donna. Smiling, he reached down to her thighs and stroked them. “I wonder how hot it gets inside of a Beverly Hills whore.” He pondered.
“No, please,” Donna begged. “I’m still a virgin, please don’t hurt me.”
Rocco stopped for a moment, trying to read her face for any sign of deception. Seeing that she was sincere, he laughed aloud. “Oh how perfect. A rich, big titted virgin. I’m going to do this one myself.” He bellowed. “But first, let’s see if she is telling the truth.” He wet his finger and rubbed it against her moist lower lips, then slipped it up inside of her. Donna yelped in pain as his probing finger became the first thing to penetrate her womanhood. After wiggling it around a bit, Rocco pulled his finger out and licked it clean. “Ahhhh,” He said. “Fresh virgin cunt. My favorite.” He stepped back. “Put her aside for now. Let’s play with some of the other sluts for a while.”
Donna was dragged into the corner with Andrea as Rocco’s thugs brought Claire over to him. The tiny brunette was trying to cover her shaved pussy lips from all of the staring eyes before her. Part of her was remembering all of the times she had fucked herself with her dildo while dreaming of being gang raped by pirates or marauding Indians, however this was real, not some fantasy. These men were set on fucking her and she could not stop them no matter what she did or said. Clair found herself both terrified and aroused. Her little nipples hardened against her breasts, poking into her protecting palms. Her bald pussy lips were slick with her flowing juices.
Rocco laughed in Claire’s face. “Such a tiny slut.” He said. “Some of the boys just might break you in half little one.” He touched her chin, trying to move her face, and Claire slapped his hand away defiantly. Before she could blink, Rocco returned her blow with a hard slap across her face, nearly knocking the petite coed off her feet. “Don’t you ever fucking touch me again unless I tell you to, bitch.” He screamed as a stunned Claire rubbed her burning cheek. “Now slut.” He yelled in her face. “Take your hands away from your cunt. NOW!” Claire jumped a little in fright and moved her hands away, fully exposing her small, flat stomach and her shaved pussy to the room of men, all of whom cheered loudly at the spectacle.
“Such a pretty little cunt.” Rocco mocked. “I think it needs to be nice and wet, or else one of the bigger boys might just split you in two angel. Why don’t you work it up for us. Get it nice and slick.”
Claire hesitated, too scared to move as all eyes stared at her. She moved her trembling hands between her thighs. Her finger tips crept up until they made contact with the hot, smooth, moist flesh of her outer lips.
“Come on.” Spat Rocco. “Get that little cunt all juiced up for our cocks.”
Claire felt a twinge of shame as the tip of her middle finger parted her pussy. She moaned aloud as her other fingers brushed against her clit. The shame she felt at masturbating in front of strangers was soon washed away by the deep burning itch she felt to fill her hot little hole with something, anything. for now, her fingers would have to do. Slowly, Claire’s middle finger disappeared up inside of her pussy. She parted her thighs a bit more to get better access. Tossing her head back and closing he eyes, Claire added her index finger to her now dripping hole.
Val smiled slightly as she watched. Once, while drunk, Claire had revealed her secret rape fantasies to Val. “Looks like they’re going to come true Claire.” She thought to herself as she watched the younger girl finger fuck her slick cunt.
Claire no longer cared who was watching, the burning inside her was too much to resist. Two fingers jammed in and out of her aching pussy while her free hand alternated between her stiff nipples and her swollen clit. She was getting close to bringing herself to a shuttering climax when Rocco grabbed her wrists and held them tightly. Claire shrieked more in frustration than in fright. Rocco brought her pussy juice soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked them greedily. “Mmmm, now that is sweet pussy. Someone is gonna be real lucky to taste this one. Hold her here.” He shouted, and two men grabbed her arms and held her while Rocco walked over to the remaining two girls.
“Last two sluts.” He growled, glancing over to Val for any signs of weakening. She just sat, staring. It was almost as if she was too compelled by the show to try and stop it. Four thugs dragged Kelly and Brenda to the center of the room. “Now, now, you two look like the queen bitches here.” He said. The two girls looked at each other. Years of competition had not been forgotten despite their friendship.
“What I am going to do is have a contest so see which of you is really the queen. Butch, get over here.” A stout, homely man rushed to Rocco’s side. “Butch here is going to sample both of your cocksucking techniques. The one who makes him cum is the winner. The loser gets to take part in my next little show. Butch grinned wickedly, his smile missing several teeth. Brenda and Kelly felt hands forcing them to their knees before the burley man. He reached into his oil stained jeans and fished out his fat, limp cock.
“Well,” He grunted. “Don’t just stare at it sluts. Start sucking.”
“Yes.” Rocco prodded. “The one who gets him to shoot his load avoids the next punishment. I do suggest you do your best to win.”
Brenda and Kelly looked at each other. Under any normal circumstances, they would have vomited at the thought of sucking this creep off, but now, terrified, their minds raced. The competitive nature between the two, coupled with buried resentment seemed to make coaxing a load of cum from the slob the most important thing in the world.
A step quicker than her friend, Brenda grabbed the man’s cock in her tiny hand and gave it a squeeze. She looked up at him with her pretty brown eyes. From experience, Brenda knew that men loved to look down into those eyes while she gave head. “An ugly brute like this is likely to shoot off from just a sexy smile, ” she thought to herself as his cock head brushed against her lips. Brenda Walsh was an expert cock tease. Years of practice on her twin brother and his friends had perfected teasing skills and they served her well now that she aimed to please as well as tease. Using his cockhead like a lipstick, Brenda traced her mouth, feeling him pulse and grow in her hand, the desire burning in her dark eyes.
“If that is what you call giving head,” Spat Kelly, “It’s no wonder Dylan dumped you for me.” The blonde girl shoved Brenda aside and took her place before Butch. The burly man chuckled. He was used to having to scare women into fucking him, and here were these two Beverly Hills rich cunts, fighting to get his dick in their mouths.
Kelly understood the task at hand. She was determined to get this disgusting pig off, not make him fall in love with her. Despite her recent monogamous relationship, Kelly had gone down on her share of men in her lifetime. She made a mental note as Butch’s cockhead penetrated her lips. This was cock number 58 to have come to rest in the young girl’s hot, willing mouth.
Butch’s fat cock stretched Kelly’s mouth wide. She immediately went to work on the underside of his shaft with her tongue. Years in high school of practicing on frat guys had allowed Kelly to perfect the art of milking semen from a man’s balls until he could not see straight, and this six inch cock may have been fat, but it was no match for her wide open, deep throat. Within seconds, Kelly’s lips gripped the base of his cock with ease as she used her tongue to play with his heavy balls. This drove all men wild, and Butch was no exception. He groaned loudly as her skilled mouth worked him over.
Seeing the gleam of triumph in Kelly’s eyes, Brenda knew she had to act quickly or be beaten by her blonde rival. With a shove, Brenda brushed her competition aside and took the throbbing prick back into her mouth. She was going to pull out all the stops this time. This scum bag was going to get the BJ of his life. In England, Brenda had often run out of money and had taken to sucking cock around her school campus for small sums of money to keep her in a flat. As such, Brenda had developed quite a reputation as not only the biggest whore on campus, but also the best little cocksucker on that side of the Atlantic.
She brushed her teeth over Butch’s cockhead, causing him to flinch and moan deeply. “Damn” He whispered. “You’re a great little cocksucking whore ain’t ya?” Brenda had heard that particular statement so many times is almost sounded natural, even coming from this scuzzy man. Using her teeth down the length of his shaft, Brenda gently nibbled at his cock, all the while lapping against it with her great tongue.
Kelly watched on amazed as Brenda licked, nibbled and hummed like a starving child feasting on a candy stick. She had always felt confident that she was better that Brenda. Dylan had told her as much numerous time, but watching Brenda Walsh gobble this man’s knob had Kelly afraid of losingthis little contest.
Just as the big man closed his eyes and reached for Brenda’s head, Kelly bumped her out of the way. Before he could begin to protest, Kelly had the entire cock down her throat again. Since he seemed to enjoy it nasty, Kelly was determined to give it to him as nasty as she could. She opened her soft lips wide and jammed his cock into her throat, causing her to choke and drool all over the throbbing shaft. Kelly had learned this little trick, not by choice, one night at a frat party and it always made for very wet, very loud blow jobs.
Looking down at Kelly’s covergirl face, Butch sneered. She was bobbing wildly on his cock, choking herself with it and letting spit run down her chin, onto her tits. The incredibly nasty sight was too much. She was a few short strokes from getting a sperm shower when he saw the brunette shove her way in.
Damn.” He growled
Knowing that the moment of truth was near, Brenda grabbed his slick shaft and stroked it wildly. With her other hand, she grabbed his balls and lifted them. Before Kelly could recover enough to stop her, Brenda had her head buried down between Butch’s legs.
“Oh God!” Butch moaned. “She’s got her tongue up my ass.” The other men cheered. Val smiled. Kelly knew she was about to lose. Instead of giving up however, the beautiful blonde moved her face right in front of Butch’s cock.
“Come on stud.” Pleaded Kelly, her covergirl face just inches from the swollen head of Butch’s cock. Brenda was stroking madly, aiming his fuck stick right at her rival’s mug, driving her tongue as deep into the big man’s asshole as she could, striving to bring him off.
“I know you want to cum.” Kelly hissed. “Does it feel good to have that whore’s tongue up your ass? I know you want to cum. Come on, feed me your cum. Feed it to me Come on fucker, spray my face with all your fuck juice.”
The men all cheered as their friend was worked over by the two beautiful coeds. The girls stood, open mouthed, shocked by their friends’ lewd behavior. Val just smiled at the slutty way Kelly and Brenda were fighting for this scum bag’s cum.
Beyond holding back, Butch cried out as he felt his balls explode. With Brenda’s tongue in his ass. the burly man let loose a thick stream of white, hot cum. It splashed directly against Kelly’s cheek, splattering loudly and running down her face. Reflexively, Kelly turned her mouth to the stream of sticky fluid. Butch shot a second powerful blast directly into her open mouth, grunting loudly as he felt his balls empty all over the young blonde’s pretty face. She greedily lapped up all she could before sucking his still pulsing head between her lips to drain the final drops of jizz that trickled onto her tongue.
“Very nice sluts.” Rocco said. “You competed well. Now it’s time to finish playing with the last little bitch while the brunette here pays her debt.”
Kelly smiled, Butch’s cum, still running down her chin. “Go take your punishment Brenda. Too bad you lost cunt.”
“Fuck you Kelly, I made him cum. You just took his load on your slutty face, you whore.” Spat Brenda.
“Girls, girls.” Rocco chuckled. “I assure you, you’re both perfect sluts, but I’m afraid, blondie, that your friend is right. It was her tongue in Butch’s ass that made him cum.
Brenda grinned triumphantly. Kelly tried to protest, but was quickly dragged over to Rocco. “Bring the little one too.” He snapped. Claire was brought before him. “Since you never got to cum for us, I’m gonna let you do something special for all of us to see.” He said, caressing Claire’s cheek.
She struggled to get away, but was held tightly. Rocco grabbed a bottle of beer from the counter and poured the contents at Claire’s feet. She shivered as the cold liquid splattered on her bare legs and trembled as he held the long necked glass bottle before her face.
“Take this honey.” He said “Take it and show us how you would have sucked Butch off.” The men laughed and cheered as Claire’s trembling fingers wrapped around the bottle. She tensed up and thought of using it on the gang leader’s head. “I wouldn’t if I were you.” He said, as if reading her mind. “They’ll blow your pretty head off before you even swing that bottle.”
Realizing that it was true, Claire took the bottle in her fingers and stood awaiting Rocco’s next instructions. “Go on” He barked. “Give the boys a show. Make like the bottle is your boyfriend and make him feel good.”
As the men hooted and called out, Claire brought the bottle to her mouth, trying to drown out the noise and humiliation. Rocco left her side and stood beside Valerie. “This Princess here is gonna have to pleasure her glass lover for as long as you say sweets.”
Thinking quickly, Val blurted out. “OK, stop it now.”
Rocco shook his head. “Not so fast love. She can stop as
soon as you cum.”
Val’s face went white. He wasn’t supposed to hurt her. He was just supposed to make her watch while he abused the others. “Don’t touch me.” She whined.
“Oh sweets, I’m not going to touch you.” He replied. “You see, she is going to fuck and suck that bottle until you cum, but it’s not going to be me who works on your cunt. It’s going to be her.” Rocco pointed at Kelly.
Kelly gasped. “What?”
“That’s right blondie, you lost the cock sucking contest, so
you have to get down on your knees and lick her cunt until she cums.”
Two gang members forced Kelly to her knees while Rocco forced Val’s leather skirt up to her waist. He took a long look at her firm thighs and the black silk panties she wore. He smiled as he pulled them off her legs, noticing the damp spot on her crotch. “Now then.” He announced. “The rules are as follows. Cutie over there has to put on a nice show with the bottle until blondie here makes the boss lady cum. As soon as she does, we’ll stop.”
Val’s mind raced. Years of fucking lame high school boys had taught her how to fake a climax convincingly. She could end the whole thing rather quickly. Kelly had begun to cry as they dragged her over to Vat’s barstool. “I don’t have to make it go on for very long.” She thought to herself.
As if reading her mind, Rocco said, “Sure, you can fake it at any time, bitch. Just remember this, if I even think that it’s not real, I’ll kill every one of you right on the spot.”
Donna started to cry and the others trembled at the cold, hard tone in his voice.
“Let the games begin.” Rocco announced with a shout.
Claire brought the bottle up to her trembling lips and
kissed it gently. If Kelly did a good job eating Val’s’ cunt, or better yet, if Val faked a good cum, then it would be over before she had to anything too disgusting with the long necked glass bottle.
As Val looked down at Kelly’s tear streaked face, she had every intention of giving the best fake orgasm of her life within moments of Kelly touching her. Val knew she could pull it off, and that would save Kelly and Claire from too much embarrassment.
Kelly looked up from between Val’s thighs with a look of utter contempt. “You bitch,” She whispered. “You’re just loving this aren’t you?”
Something snapped in Val’s head. All thoughts of faking a climax and getting this over with vanished and were replaced by the realization that she had total power in this situation. She had Kelly at her complete disposal. After all the shit she had taken from her, Val knew Kelly could not stop licking her cunt until she had climaxed. Val grinned broadly.
“Just get to it Kelly, lick my pussy and make me cum now!”
Kelly buried her face between Val’s thighs. She had messed around with girls before, but this was a girl she hated. Val kept her knees close together, forcing Kelly to really push her face hard to get at the brunette’s closely trimmed pussy. At first, Kelly just held her face in close to see if Val was going to fake it. The brunette responded by clamping her firm thighs around the blonde’s head and using her hand to push Kelly’s face into her crotch.
Claire was silently stroking the bottle with her fingers as she watched Kelly forced to go down on Val. Part of her was terrified, but she was at least relieved not to be in Kelly’s position. Spurred on by the catcalls of the gang, she brought the bottle to her lips and kissed the tip. Claire had performed inciting acts on bottle of beer before numerous times at parties and in bars, but she had a feeling these guys were going to want to see more than her usual teasing. They all seemed to have blood in their eyes.
Feeling eyes staring at her Kelly fought back tears as she stuck her out her tongue and got her first taste of Val’s pussy. It was strong, and her lips dripped with juices. “The fucking slut is enjoying seeing us abused.” Kelly thought to herself. Remembering the tone in Rocco’s voice reminded Kelly of their fate if she failed to do a good job. She put her ideas of revenge on Val aside and concentrated on getting the cunt to cum. She buried her tongue deeper into the brunette’s steaming folds. Val’s tight inner muscles gripped the invader as Kelly tried to tongue fuck her.
Val closed her eyes and moaned as Kelly worked on her. The feeling of power that gripped her was far better than any sexual feeling she might have had. Here was Princess Kelly, who had hated Val for so long, on her knees, forced to lick her cunt. A small shudder went through her body and Val had to fight against the overwhelming urge to climax. No way she wanted this to end so quickly.
Claire was working the neck of the bottle into her mouth, sucking it as best she could, trying to keep the gang of horny men satisfied with her oral show. What she was in fact doing, was showcasing her oral talents for all of them to see. Her soft lips gripped the clear, glass neck of the bottle. It was only five inches long, so the entire neck fit easily into her mouth. The cold, smooth feel of the glass on her tongue felt odd, but the very act of shoving the long cylindrical object into her mouth had Claire’s pussy heating up again rapidly.
Rocco switched his eyes back and forth between the two hot spectacles. To his left, the little slut was giving the bottle some class A head. Off to the right, the boss bitch was starting to moan pretty loudly while the other slut was lapping away at her hot cunt like she was born to do it. From the way the brunette was shaking and panting, Rocco could tell that she wasn’t about to fake a cum just to save her friends. Maybe this plan of torturing the girls wasn’t going to work after all. Maybe this cracy whore really didn’t care what he and the boys did to hr friends.
None of that really mattered to Rocco anymore. He knew the boys would be pissed about the money, so he had already decided to let them all fuck these five Beverly Hills cunts until they had enough to forget the cash. From the way they were chanting at the little one, Rocco could tell the were not going to wait much longer.
Someone handed Claire another bottle. “Don’t stop sucking slut.” One of them growled. From the corner of her eye, she could see that Kelly was still working on Val. Seeing that any further attempt to delay would enrage the gang, Claire set to work on the next stage of her show. With her free hand, Claire lowered the second bottle down between her thighs and rubbed it along her smooth, hairless slit. The cold glass made her shudder as she spread her feet wider apart, opening herself up. Someone was yelling at her to fuck herself. Claire felt lost in a haze of humiliation and sexual confusion.
The bottle was roughly the same size as a vibrator Claire had been using to scratch the burning itch between her legs since she was thirteen. Despite the humiliation of the situation, Claire couldn’t help but notice how badly her aching lips longed for the hard, thick glass phallus which rested at her tight opening. With a final burst of courage, Claire blocked out the cheering, lust filled gang and bent her knees, simultaneously shoving the bottle up inside of her pussy. Claire let out a gasp as the glass neck slipped past her wet outer lips and penetrated her tight inner folds.
At the same time everyone’s attention was on Claire’s bottle show, Val was staring down into Kelly’s eyes. The blonde had tried to come up for air, only to have Val grab her by the back of the hair and shove her face deep into her cunt. “Don’t you dare stop now Kelly” She hissed. “Use your fingers on me.”
Kelly fought back the urge to vomit. The idea of being in the same room with Val made her ill, but this was too much. Still, she could not afford to fight it just now. All she could do was make Val cum and hope it would be over. Moving her fingers up to Val’s soaked pussy lips, Kelly inserted two deep inside of her. With her mouth now concentrating on the swollen clit, Kelly sucked it like a little cock. All she wanted was for Val to flood her face with her juices. From the way the brunette wrapped her thick thighs around the blonde’s neck, it was apparent that Kelly was, in fact, moving rapidly towards her goal. She drove her fingers in deeper, probing for Val’s G spot, knowing full well that there was no way she could hold back a climax once that was stimulated.
Val was pleasantly shocked as Kelly fingered away at her G spot. Had Dylan told her how she could squirt? Would he have done such a thing? At that point, it really didn’t matter, once Val was touched there, it was all over. Her climax was now inevitable.
Seeing that Kelly had almost completed her task, Claire knew that she didn’t have time to fuck her tight pussy with the bottle much longer. Instead of slowing down to ride out this horror, she found herself pumping faster. In spite of herself, Claire could not help but push towards her own climax. It felt good to have something hard inside of her. Somewhere in the crazy scene, she had lost her sense of shame and just gave in to the itch between her legs. The significance of people were watching her fuck and suck on glass cocks had long ago vanished. All that remained was the burning fire in her loins and Claire knew that only a good, hard cum could stop it.
“Ohhhhh.” She moaned, feeling the waves of orgasmic pleasure begin to wash over her body. Claire threw her head back and cried out around the bottle in her mouth. Applause and cheers rose up from the crowd as they watched the lovely young coed, shake wildly as she climaxed on her glass lover. Trying to catch her breath, Claire stood in the center of the room, suddenly overcome by her sense of showmanship. She slowly slid the soaked bottle from her pussy and brought it to her lips. With a wicked grin, Claire slid the pussy coated bottle into her mouth, sucking her own luscious juices from it for all to see. The gang went wild with rabid cheers.
At the same time Claire was bringing herself off, Val’s mind had begun to cloud over with unbearable sexual tension. Her G spot orgasms were ten times as intense as her normal ones, and the one Kelly was working from her was a killer. As the blonde clamped her mouth down over Val’s swollen clit, she pressed and rubbed hard on the inner wall of her cunt. This was the spot. This was the thing that dreams were made of for Val. Feeling her body pushed past the point of no return, the sexy brunette tightened her grip on Kelly, squeezing her tightly with thick, strong thighs.
Kelly was taken by surprise by Val’s strong hold. Her face was smashed against the other girl’s dripping pussy. Instinctively, Kelly dug her nails into the inner wall of Val’s cunt, trying to force her to release her grip. Instead of the desired effect, Kelly’s action only pushed Val over the edge. Her mind and body exploded in a white hot fury. Val cried out like a beast in the night. She felt each contraction of every muscle in her body as she went completely rigid on the barstool.
Unaware of the well she had tapped, Kelly sucked away on Val’s cunt, even as the brunette began to buck wildly on the seat. As the first stream of hot, clear girl cum shot from Val’s pussy, Kelly was less than an inch away, open mouthed, to receive a mouthful. Thinking at first that Val was pissing in her face, Kelly tried to pull away in disgust. Instead, she found her head shoved back in by Val’s groping hands. “Lick it up.” The brunette hissed down at her lover. “Suck my cum you fucking slut.” Val was lost in her mind shattering climax and could not have stopped had she wanted to.
With little choice, Kelly buried her head in Val’s’ cunt and lapped up the streaming girl cum as it shot into her face. She wanted to run away crying, but knew that her only escape would be to ride out the humiliation and hope it would soon all be over. As she gulped down the seemingly endless jets of Val’s cum, escape seemed very far away.