Chapter 5

Stan Lubin massaged the young teen-age virgin's breast and knew he was getting Jennifer Carmel excited. Hell, everything was getting her excited: the squeezing; of his hand, the potent and aphrodisiac qualities of the marijuana and liquor, and the lust-enciting scene as the less inhibited, more experienced couples writhed and moaned in the early stages of making love. He could tell his "date" was responding just as Vic and Tamera had promised by the way her nipple puckered through the taut fabric of her brassiere. He took the tiny bud, and rolled the innocent nubbin, until she gasped and let her head roll back, uplifting the tender mounds.

The football full-back innately knew that her breasts were begging to be removed from their thin nylon restraints and kissed. His large cock swelled in his tight pants and the tension was grinding in his loins, and his balls ached with maddening intensity. Yeah, he could barely contain his impetuousness -- this sweet, tight little virgin was going to be a delicious fuck, just like he'd been told.

A warning sounded in Jennifer's drugged mind, but it was too far away, too dimmed by the marijuana and heady surroundings to be effective; she tried to move Stan's fingers from her breasts but only succeeded in bringing her hand to rest on his -- and then let it fall back to her side. She closed her glassy eyes and pled, "Don't, Stan," she groaned. "Let me sit up. I don't want you to touch me like this."

Stan only tightened his fingers, and with his other hand fumbled with her bra snaps. Jennifer labored for breath and squirmed harder, only pushing the now wet and swollen lips of her vagina down against the couch cushions and making herself more aroused than ever.

"Oh God, Stan, don't... you're hurting me... you're tearing my clothes... stop!" She knew that she should demand to go home; that in spite of her fears that she'd louse up her chance of being part of the "in" crowd at school and lose Tamera as a friend, she should call a halt to this. But her nerves were shattered and her brain whirled with the liquor and marijuana, and already Stan had snaked her bra off and was freely fondling her breasts.

"No... no, Stan," she gasped. "I've never done this before!"

"Always a first time for everything, kid," he grinned lewdly at her. "Relax and enjoy it, like the others. You're a big girl now, aren't you?"

The others! Her eyes flew around the room in wide disbelief. The fire had died, leaving only glowing embers by which the boys and girls were outlined, writhing glowing lines and moaning luminous shadows against a backdrop of furniture and rugs. Clothing was strewn helter-skelter, and more than one couple were unabashedly naked; a quartet were doing unmentionable things to one another in a far corner, their mewls and cries of sexual ecstasy mingling with the others, and only the lack of proper light saved their debauched actions from searing the naive innocent mind of the virgin girl. But, surely this couldn't be happening to Tamera! Not her!

Jennifer turned her head and saw the flushed, passion-fevered face of her dearest girlfriend. Vic was openly digging his hand between her thighs, reaching up that almost indecently short skirt of her's and fondling her tender pussy. The shock staggered Jennifer, and with a sharp intake of breath she leaned back, only to find that there was a prurient tingle in her belly and deep within the untouched cavern of her vagina a seeping moisture was increasing.

Stan slowly insinuated his hand up her own skirt, copying the actions of her compatriot sitting next to him. He kneaded the soft, resilient flesh of her inner thighs, while with his other hand he casually unbuttoned her frilly blouse which she had so zealously ironed especially for tonight.

"Stan, I beg you..." she whimpered. "I'm not that kind of girl."

"All gals are that kind of girl -- if they're not in diapers," the high school hero sneered. "And, baby, that body of yours has been going to waste too long. It's going to change as of tonight." He whistled as he saw the full rounded breasts overflowing from her open blouse. He'd never seen a more perfect pair! He roughly wrenched off the garment, leaving Jennifer naked from the want up, and shivering, even though the cabin was overly warm.

Jennifer's breath came in short spasms and she blushed furiously in shame. She turned her eyes away and tried to cower on the cushion, hunching over protectively. Stan grabbed her hair and forced her upright, her breasts twin mounds of quivering delight thrusting out for all the cabin to see.

"Uh-uh, baby. You got to see that what you're doing is just what all of us do whenever we get a chance. I mean, just take a gander at your girlfriend." He laughed harshly at her confused and cringing embarrassment. He made her stare at Tamera, and Jennifer's flesh crawled with the impact of so close a scene of carnal abuse. Tamera had her legs wide, and her panties were on the floor at her feet, and her skirt was there too! Jennifer gasped with horror as she viewed her naked girlfriend, and felt as if she could reach out and touch her.

Tamera was gurgling ecstatically, her head rolling from side to side, and Vic's hand was flying in the blonde, curly pubic hair which was so openly displayed. Her legs were quivering as if palsied, splayed to allow the half-back full access to her. This was different than even the lusty sight of her mother and father screwing! This was her friend! Jennifer continued to stare at the naked, squirming spectacle while the muscular boy toyed unsparingly with her wet, heaving cunt.

Everybody was in the makings of an orgy! The football team and their girls were rutting like so many wild, untamed animals! She wouldn't have believed it without seeing it, and Jennifer was to the point of not believing even her eyes! The warming flood between her tight thighs was staining her panties and she felt the moistness seeping between the clenched crevice of her buttocks. As Stan's hand wormed more insistently up to her crotch, the pleasures she felt were rationalized by the overwhelming shock of what was going on all around her -- as interpreted by her lust, drug, and liquor-hazed mind. It was wicked, but so wickedly nice. She closed her eyes, panting like a steam engine, resigning herself to the lurid sensations coursing through her overheated young body.

Then, she almost screamed. Stan was already to the door of her virginity, having insinuated his way there while her mind drifted with the lascivious sight of her best friend's total capitulation to her boyfriend. She could feel Stan's fingers teasing against the softness of her damp panties, snaking under the elastic of the leg band and worming around the moist lips of her vagina. She squirmed to free herself, and then his middle finger was inside, working up and down with a maddening tactile sense. Jennifer was almost out of her mind and was ready to crawl all around the cabin in order to salve the unquenchable fires building in her helplessly contracting cunt. Yet, the sight of her best friend, Tamera Oliss, being buffeted down into the couch beside her, was just too much to bear!

"No! Don't touch me there! Let me alone!"

Stan's only reply was to rip off her panties with one swift yank, growling, "God-damned little prick teaser!"

"I'm not teasing," she choked. "Tam! Tam, take me home!"

Stan thought that was funny. "Are you joking? Look at Tam and Vic and tell me if they want to take a little cry-baby like you anywhere!"

The virgin teenager gaped with agony as she saw what was happening almost in front of her. Vic, having brought Tamera to a whining pitch of raw nerves, was now upside down and straddling her hearing chest, his face inches from the young girl's cunt. Tamera's mouth was wide and her eyes were waxy nothings of lust and drugs. Then, Vic pressed the flat plane of her stomach and massaged the outer flanges of her vaginal lips, pulling outward, exposing the moist pink slit of Tamera's quivering pussy. The large bud of her erect clitoris was clearly in view just above the shadowed mouth of her cunt.

Stan, afraid he might be losing his opportunity, lit another marijuana cigarette quickly with his free hand, while the other hand still worked slowly but surely in the defenseless girl's vagina, and stuck the "joint" between the lips of her trembling mouth, and he ordered her to suck in the smoke deeply. Like an automaton, Jennifer let the sweet acrid smoke curl in her lungs, and like it was a panacea, it filtered out all the horror she felt, replacing it with a kind of delightful wickedness.

She watched with overt fascination as Vic let his tongue flick over the offered vaginal orifice of her girlfriend, and her body jerked as Tamera responded with tiny spasms of excitement. Her hips began a slow undulation as Tamera mewled and rolled from side to side in order to allow the boy more area between her legs for his kisses. Jennifer drew on the "grass" deeper, and her whole being blossomed with new, unfathomable sensations. She was caught in a mindless, uncontrollable desire to participate -- she had to belong!... Oh God, yes, she had to belong to it all!...

"Now, baby, let's have a peek at your hot little cunt," Stan Lubin said heavily. "It should be nice and juicy by now."

The lewd demand excited the virgin girl even more, and she moaned in her drugged stupor as without protest, she now surrendered her loins to his desire. Stan pushed up her buttocks and removed first her panties, and then found the buttons for her skirt. He let them down her legs slowly, saying: "You won't be needing these any more," and young Jennifer's body was like so much rubber in his strong grip.

The boy was mesmerized by the lust-inciting view of her undefiled vagina. Now, naked as the others were, she sprawled deliriously back on the cushions, breathing wildly and unable to tear her gaze from the obscene display of her best girlfriend's widespread thighs with the boy's head down between them.

Jennifer's nubile form was an entrancing combination of raven blackness and ivory swells of breasts and thighs, with a thin moist slit running through the triangle of her soft young pubic hair. Stan had fucked a lot of girls, but he'd never dreamed of such a prize! Never had he come close to deflowering anything as pure, innocent, or helpless. Her mewlings of shame only goaded his cock to rock hardness, and he could feel his shaft pound with blood and tiny droplets seeped from his bloated cockhead.

His fingers crawled into the valley of her maidenhood, wet with her emissions. He rubbed her clitoris, listening to the panicky gasps that rose from deep in her lungs. "Stan... not so hard... no, no, I've never done this... don't hurt me..." Jennifer found herself sliding down off the crowded couch onto the floor with her crazed motions, Stan beside her, never letting up with his hand. She writhed on the floor, nearly as abandoned as the others, and her nerves were shredded under his obscene torture of her young female genitals.

Enjoying himself, Stan crouched down and spread the lips of her vagina and slipped his middle finger into the tight, innocent hole. He pushed deeper, caressing her untouched vaginal walls, and her cunt lips sucked tightly around his middle finger. He began a deliberate in and out movement in a slow teasing fucking motion, wanting her wetter so that the pain of his impending entrance would be lessened. And that impalement of her virginal pussy would be soon... soon, or by God, he'd cream in his drawers!

Vic now had room in which to fuck Jennifer's girlfriend. Jennifer looked up and was horrified to see the large boy standing over the hungrily writhing Tamera and removing his pants. For the second time in her life, she saw a fully erected, mature penis! Jennifer gaped at the thick stump as he paused next to her girlfriend's still wide-spread thighs. How could Tam take it all? Jennifer thought crazily. She knew that Tam wasn't a virgin, but this open craving of lust was beyond her imagination! She found her eyes locked on Vic's huge cock as he arched over the other girl then Tamera reached out and grasped the quivering cock and guided it between her legs to her open vagina. Jennifer's throat was constricted as she watched him lever downwards, his cock slipping smoothly into the tiny bearded mouth, a moaning sigh coming from both of their throats. Then began the same pumping with his young virile cock as Stan was doing to her own cunt with his middle finger. Tamera locked her ankles around Vic's legs, and the tempo began to build until her buttocks were drumming wildly into the couch and she ground her own body up to meet his.

Jennifer's pussy, of its own volition, sucked back on his fingers, her hips fucking up at them with the same rhythm as her girlfriend was using while being fucked by her boyfriend. The cords of her neck strained with the unleashed torrent of her sexual fire, and she rolled against Stan, forcing him to remove his finger. She twitched and undulated, unable to stop her beating, not knowing what she was doing or where she was, oblivious to all the others in the same room. She couldn't believe what was happening to her -- what she had become!

Stan couldn't wait a moment longer. His testicles and cock pulsed with aching desire to screw this innocent little cock-teaser. He unzipped his pants, flung them and his shirt from him and then crouched over her, his eyes gleaming with perversion and lust. Jennifer looked down between her palpitating breasts and saw his penis jutting out from his loins, throbbing as if an entity unto itself. It touched her, leaving a smear of its male secretions on her bare thigh, and she quivered uncontrollably. This was the first time any male had been so daringly intimate, and she had to stifle the sudden urge to reach down and take it in her hands. She stared at it, highlighted as it was by the red rays from the dying fire, and it looked hot and hard. She mewled, her eyes wide with fright as the full impact of what was going to happen to her hit her mind. He was going to shove his hardened penis into her body! All of it!

Her cunt was open and wet and aching for it, but she wanted to cry out the impossibility of accepting such a huge penis the very first time. Maybe later, after another lover or so had widened her cunt, she could take it... maybe never, but not now! It was so much bigger than her tiny unstretched vagina!

"Don't do it to me, Stan," she cried out in terror. "I'll do anything else you want... but not this!" Tears washed her eyes.

"Anything?" the boy snickered. "As many times as I want?" He thought of her as his private little cocksucker, trained from her very first taste of prick, unlike the others who were set in their habits and not always able to satisfy him completely. And then he laughed. That would come later... but there was the fucking before that.