Bela - Girl Under the Influence

The next morning Bela came down, all cheered up and bursting with energy. She and Jessi had smoked and talked about their encounter long after Tyrone had sneaked out to his car. The experience they had shared had re-established their faith in love and mankind and they couldn’t stop recalling all those naughty details over and over.

Wearing only panties and tees the nymphs looked adorable and their braless tits did jiggle all the way down the stairs. Belas father had a hard time not sporting a boner.

Belas mother on the other hand was all gloom. Her ass was killing her and slightly bleeding still. At least she got the idea now why their sex life was so poor for the past years. She had to believe her man dreaming of getting into the pants of his daughter for some time already.

Her dad handed her the usual morning espresso, trying to act friendly, but didn’t manage to look her in the eyes.

The girls had a few pancakes, smoked another cigarette on the patio before heading back up. Their firm little butts were closely scrutinized by Mr Dunham, which earned him daggers from his wife.

Two hours later, all three headed for the gym again.

Oblivious to the fact that Tom was spying on the galls from the very beginning. They went for the treadmill for over thirty minutes while Tyrone went for the dumbbell area after a brief warm-up already.

The girls let an intense back-program follow and soon they had worked up a nice sweat. Tom on the other hand did just a lame regime, as he kept lurking for his chance.

First there were only her nipples battling her thin sports bra. Then she sensed heat emanating from her crotch and her mound got all engorged and hyper sensitive. Yet this kind of exercise was pressing all the right buttons. She felt her breath quicken and after the next set her mouth hung slightly open, while her pussy was tingling madly already. Her mind went blank.

Unknown to her a wet spot did manifest, darkening the Lycra cladding her mounds. This growing wet spot drove the boys crazy and they all began hitting on her and getting very clingy. Tom spread the rumour and soon she was circled by a flock of horny young men all trying to get a fair share. Bela smiled an angelic smile and seem to be at least oblivious, or even craving for their shameless touching.

Jessi tried her best to usher the predators away but they mostly ignored her, apart from including her for the same crude offers. She was afraid this would get out of hand anytime soon. She got up to find Tyrone for help, as the harassment got harder and harder by the minute.

Now alone with this hot chick, they began groping their helpless prey in earnest. Some even gave her tempting little tits some probing squeezes while she, somehow unfazed and with glazed over eyes, simply continued with her fitness program. She kept pumping her lithe legs open and close mechanically as this felt so so good in her by now madly blazing twat. Bela did not even stop when all of a sudden a palm cupped her mound and started kneading her engorged flesh thoroughly.

Now Tom came along and faked the knight in shining armour. He showed up, shoving all those unworthy competitors out of the way to get to the drugged girl.

“Come on, Boys, move! You can’t hit like this on my ex in public, okay!”

Murmured protests all over, but they let Tom drag their helpless prey away. Bela stumbled along next to him struggling for balance. She had to lean into Tom to prevent from falling. For all witnesses it looked like she was just clingy and cuddling with him.

When they went past the sauna changing room he simply pushed her in, just to find it empty that early in the day as expected. He pushed her trembling frame up against the wall and tried to force a kiss from her. For a brief moment her lips were sealed, but when the next heat wave cursed through her, she willingly opened up and kissed her sneaky ex back.

“Are you my property?!” he insisted.

She had trouble to get her train of thoughts straight while he kept roughly mauling her tits in front of the camera, but than she barely audible whispered,

“I’m your property, do whatever you like to me, but just finish me! I’m so horny!”

He cruelly pinched her nipples until the waves of pain made her legs buckle, but she did not even try to pull away, but just moaned low, deep inside her twisted mind she was hoping to be fucked right here and now.

With this he shoved her out into the corridor and she went stiff legged to the reception area, her neglected orifices tingling madly. She even considered going back to search for the attackers from earlier, but then the crave for nicotine was stronger.

Ignoring all questioning stares she went to the smokers corner and nestled her emergency pack of Newport 100 from her bag. Her shaking fingers struggled to operate the lighter and she was close to panic before it finally worked. Just when she took a series of deep draws, Tyrone and Jessi showed up looking for her. Tyrone wondered as his girl looked somehow flustered and unsteady. There was a wet gleam on her puffy lips, but before he could come any closer she rubbed the back of her slender hands across and removed any evidence.

She kissed him absent minded - the smoke masking her semen loaded smell - and told him that her bloodstream had weakened and had made her all dizzy. Before he could ask more questions, she added, “I need a proper hard fuck from you and I’ll be fine!” Bela crushed her cigarette and dragged him along. Her insatiable itch needs to be scratched, NOW!

She went to her knees right behind the parking lot and feverishly dragged his semi-rigid member out. She was so voracious that she managed to force his fat gland into her mouth cavity for the first time. Like obsessed she mashed it in as far as possible and moved her head in a blur, ignoring her spittle raining all over her front. Tyrone had no chance to object, as she was like eating him alive. Then Bela could not wait any longer, but braced herself against the trunk of a tree. She did not wait for him to act, but aligned his tool with her dripping pussy and simply pushed back.

Whenever Tyrone wanted to slow her, she just hissed, “Fuck me, damned, just fuck me!” while her narrow hips did frantically small circles to get as much friction from his mighty tool as possible. Jessi did just stand and stare while her friend literally raped poor Tyrone.

Tom on the other hand was glad that he had followed her out and had his camera ready. This additional footage was good for any porn magazine.

The next day Tom made a bold move. He made sure that Mr Dunham was home alone and just rang the door bell.

“Hi Tom,” Belas father greeted him, obviously having no idea why his daughter’s ex may pay him a visit.

Tom took the offered coffee and sat down in the kitchen. He smiled maliciously and let the silence wrecking Mr Dunham nerves. Finally he cleared his throat and placed a padded A4 envelope on the table.

Mr Dunham raised his eyebrow but Tom let the tension build for some seconds more, before opening it. He dragged out a high resolution picture and placed it in front of Mr Dunham without any context or explanation.

His eyes went wide when he realized that he was looking at Tyrone ‘s hips and his truly monstrous tool spearing deep into his daughter’s narrow little ass. It looked like she had grown a third leg, just in a very different hue...

Mr Dunham’s mouth went dry and his member started steering. The next picture did show Bela on her back, her foaming pussy straining around that same impalement and her free flowing juices made it shine pitch black. Her heels were obviously hammering at Tyrone’s buttocks.

Now Mr Dunham was rock hard but still didn’t say a single word. The next picture showed his beloved teen daughter licking and blowing Tyrone like no tomorrow, a feverish haunted look on her sweaty face. For the first time their eyes met.

Mr Dunham closed his mouth without uttering a single syllable.

Tom took this as an invitation to further enrol his plans.

“Right now she is head over heels in love with Tyrone. Therefore there is no way of winning her or seducing her.”

Mr Dunham just nodded, still remaining silent.

“But Bela still has her weak spot - her little resistance against addiction!”

When Mr Dunham just stared at him, not getting the message, Tom finally pulled his phone out. Holding it right into her fathers face he pressed play, explaining,

“This has been recorded yesterday.”

Tom stopped the recording.

Mr Dunham was struggling to come back into reality, but had to adjust his straining dick in its too tight confinement.

Tom was delighted that he had read the signs well.

“Mr Dunham, you want to fuck Bela and I want to fuck Bela. This is a fact!”

Her fathers jaw was grinding, his eyes somehow dreamily.

“Here is the deal”, Tom continued, “Every morning you will lace her drink, her coffee, whatever with two tiny crystals I’m providing you with and I’ll take care that she receives her second dose at the gym!”

Mr Dunham just nodded like being remote controlled.

“After two or three days she’ll be so dependent that I could order her to fuck literally everyone, even her father!” he continued with a smug grin.

Mr Dunham got up, literally jumping. Tom though for a moment he fucked the whole thing up, but then Belas father just asked, “Another coffee?”

The next day the poor kid received the double dose as planned and Bela just wondered why she was somehow horny all the time and her free will got busted.

At the gym Tom walked by and simply whispered, “Excuse yourself for the restroom!” and she took it like the most pressing order. Her heart started hammering when she told Jessi she needed to go to the restroom.

When she opened the door Tom just pointed to the spot in front of him and without thinking she went to her knees and freed his dick to worship it, she did not even ask to use one of the stalls, she simply didn’t care as long as she got a good chance of being fucked. After a minute (and a good series of raunchy vids and pictures) he dragged her into the stall at the far end, as he did not want to receive house ban.

Just to prove its possible he pulled her Lycra down and simply start dry fucking her ass. She grunted in pain as the tip jerked into her straining anus and the severe friction felt like peeling the skin of that dry dick, but she did not even try to pull away. Suffering mostly in silence she took the fierce pounding while Tom kept recording her ordeal and her surrender to his abuse.

The next morning, after yet another real hot night with Tyrone to wear off her over-boarding horniness, she received another drug laced espresso. Her father had masturbated all night to the latest footage shared by Tom, showcasing his daughter being brutally raped by him up her all too dry ass. Bela wondered why her father watched her so intensely drinking her coffee, but her system was already humming too hard to complete any complex train of thoughts.

When he hugged her a few minutes later to wish her a nice day, there were two things that irritated her this time. First, he was holding her way longer than usual while unashamedly mashing her tits against his chest. Secondly, she was pretty sure he had a boner all the time...

Tom had texted her to get to the Gym as early as possible, so she knocked on the door at 9 a.m. already, even though they usually open at 10. Meanwhile Jessi was off for another round of shopping.

The glass door got unlocked by one of the male trainers she knew, Tom right behind him. The smug grin on both of their faces sent a chill up her spine. Her darkest fears got real, as they did not even leave the lobby before they started groping her. Hating each and every of their touching, on the other hand she felt her betrayal pussy moisten and tingle in anticipation already.

Tom stopped her right in front of the storage room. Bela looked quizzically when he produced two little pills in the palm of his hand and held them up.

“Take your medicine my little whore!” he teased her.

She stared like a deer in the headlights for a moment. Then her fingers had a life of their own and grasped the two tiny globes and shoved them under her tongue. Soon she revelled in the sensation of it dissolving in seconds, leaving a strange numbness in her mouth and her mind got all fuzzy.

“Now strip for us, you insatiable little slut!” Tom ordered her, “Take your time!”

Bela, feeling light headed, dizzy and horny at the same time, so she did obey instantly. Her narrow hips started to undulate while her slender hands started to explore her lithe body in the most sensual manner. The men laid back and enjoyed her show, Tom filming most of the time.

When she was naked, he ordered her into a number of sexy poses for saving hundreds of pictures before she had to go onto her knees to give head to the trainer. The Ladd was so horny already that he called her services off just a minute later.

‘I need to fuck this teen tease - now!” he growled, pushing her roughly down on all fours, his hand heavy between Belas shoulder blades.

While he did run his already cum leaking gland between her engorged labia, Tom had his phone right in her face to focus on her raw response and expression to this early morning fuck and he was not disappointed.

When Carlos drove home, Belas eyes nearly popped from their sockets. Her mouth was a silent scream as the hunk put up an impressive rhythm to plough her tight snatch from the first second already. Tom had an idea how this must feel like, as Carlos had not the longest, but for sure the fattest dick he had ever seen in his life. He found a good angle to have her lust crazy features as well as his stump rocketing in and out of her airy body like a machine gun in the same frame. The squishing and farting sounds of her overwhelmed orifice did echo through the room and had Tom rock hard in no time.

Still operating the camera he guided his aching dick at her lips and she freely opened up to get spit-roast from both ends. Carlos did an impressive job by pushing her over the edge three times in just five minutes of crazy rutting. Bela screams and wails on top of her lunges the whole time. Her helpless meandering body worked a sweaty shine while her power got drained.

Soon she let her head hang and let Tom’s member slip due to exhaustion already. Tom used the freedom to move the camera along to capture her wild jostling tits and the shock waves of each powerful impact from Carlos hips, sending ripples through her young flesh.

Then also Carlos needed a break and asked Tom to step in. Seconds later Belas’ ass got speared open once more and Tom was happy to pose for the camera while doing his little whore.

After five minutes of hard work he managed to force some anal orgasm from his drugged victim and did bath in the strong milking motions of her silky bowels.

“Come on Carlos, use the tripod for the camera and let’s share more pieces of this fine young meat!” Tom insisted.

A minute later Bela had to drape her lithe legs around Carlos’ waist and help him align with the entrance of her quivering pussy. Dragging her close he bottomed her out first thing. Her labia turned into just a painfully straining line, getting stuffed in and dragged out in turns with each of his strokes. Tom loved the view and the sound when that veined tool started travelling at full rampage into her very challenged folds. This footage would be breathtaking...

Next Tom honed in and pressed his thing through her protesting sphincter as well. Bela did whimper in despair, her manicured nails futile raking the back of her sweating fucker in front.

“No, please! I’m tearing up! I beg you...!” she panted, her voice shrill in panic.

Both men just laughed and tried to get their fierce strokes in sync., revelling in the tight embrace of her overwhelmed orifices as much as in her obvious fear and pain.

Every time they hit an extra sensitive spot she squealed and pleaded for mercy. She could no longer manage her muscle tension, feeling like taking a shit and giving birth in reverse at the same time.

“But - pleeeeaaase...” she kept wailing.

“Okay, it’s your call” Tom growled, obviously really pissed by her disobedience.

He dragged her and his fuck-buddy along to get hold of the phone.

He did hit ‘face-time’ and asked the trainer to dial the number of any other trainer-friend he liked to share this opportunity with. Three rings later a guy with long rasta curls filled the screen.

“Hi Jamal,” Carlos panted, “I may need some help with something - have a look yourself!”

With this he let the device circle and reveal Belas’ double tamed airy body, wedged between two men, relentlessly fucking her front and rear in sync.

“Wtf...” Jamal exclaimed breathlessly.

“This little whore is for whatever reason the property of our friend Tom and he likes her to be properly broken in before whoring her out. Do you wanna join us?”

“Absolutely, gimme five...”

“Hang on, do you still live together with Peter?” Carlos asked.

“Yes, why?

“Just bring him along as well. I’m under the impression this chick needs a ton of dick to surrender!” with this Carlos chuckled and hung up.

Tom hates it, but he needs to withdraw from her cramping bowels to set up the phone to record the scene unfolding from a perfect angle once more. When he returned and came closer again, he noticed her anus still agape, desperately clutching each time Carlos drove in and relaxing each time he pulled out again.

Wow - he needed to capture this scene as well - he looked at the sports bag of Carlos and spotted his phone. Seconds later he was recording a nice steamy close-up of her reddened sphincter and its hopeless battle. He asked Carlos to drag her buttocks as hard apart as possible to turn her ring muscle into a lewd winking big ‘O’. Switching on the torch function Tom got some unparalleled deep view into her straining guts. His mouth went dry noticing how much her inner folds got rearranged with each ruthless stroke impaling her young cunt. Tom heard a new sound, a different wet squishing and when he looked up he saw Bela deeply ‘Frenching’ Carlos, moaning shamelessly into his mouth cavity as the lack of the painful stuffing of her sore anus made the fuck more manageable and way more enjoyable for her.

Tom let her climb the ladder. Soon her breath quickened and she pulled Carlos closer to kiss him madly while the wave started building deep within her drugged system.

He had the phone ready and next to her face when she lost it. Staring wide eyed she buckled at Carlos, stammering just, “OMG, OMG, OMG!” before it turned into a single endless lewd moan that made the hair stand on Tom’s forearms.

Tom kept the phone next to her face, making sure that the second phone on the little tripod had an unobstructed view for her crotch and the free flowing juices literally raining from her dripping cunt. Only then he squeezed four of his fingers at once into her all slack rectum and forced them in right to the hilt first second.

Bela made an unreadable sound, as she was still in the throes of her climax, as that pain cut through her like a knife, but she was not able to separate the two signals.

Not wasting any time, Tom aligned his thumb and wiggled his entire fist into her bowels, ignoring her attempts to withdrew.

“No, not this, not like that - Noooo!” she squealed, but had nowhere to go.

“You dumb slut!,” Tom growled, “You still have not learned your lesson to surrender without arguing what however!”

With this he started fisting her in earnest. His fist literally punched into her guts. The farts as well as her screams were deafening, but Tom did not stop plunging into her helpless form like a true hate fuck.

Bela was all, but ragged sobs only, before she finally passed out...

They let her rest for now, waiting for the arrival of Jamal and Peter. When the two entered, the entire room still smelled like sex and the abused kitten just started steering again.

They were naked in seconds and did not even wait for Bela to fully come around before their hands were all over her slender form. Jamal was on his back while Peter did drape her slack body over to him. They made her straddle Jamals’ thighs and guide his tool into her still all-putty young cunt. He was too impatient to wait any longer but start rutting into the airy cutie at the speed of light.

“Ho” the men cheered, “There is enough for all of us, no need to hurry!”

After a minute Jamal calmed down and buckled with a more steady rhythm into the young victim. For the first time he had time to look Bela deep in the eyes. She had a haunted, fearful look on her, but on the other hand the drugs helped her to become horny once more already and there was a lewd feral gleam in her eyes that drove Jamal crazy.