Chapter 5

There wasn't even time for the beautiful cock-impaled brunette to have the time to protest. She watched with trepidation as the blushing Jack Wood dropped his trousers to his ankles and then pulled down his tight-fitting jockey shorts to suddenly reveal the already lustfully straining shaft of his small blood-hard erect prick. Poor Jack, she thought. She had had a terrible time getting him to strip in the first place when it was his job to shine her shoes, which was merely the private expression she had for her little love affairs. But most of her fear was not for Jack Wood and his lascivious plan. She had hardly faced the possibility of that yet. Her fear was that no one was going to take care of her toes!

"Oh, Andy," she muttered when she could bear the suspense no longer. "Are you going to... to..."

Then she felt the wet mouth once more over her cooling toes.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhh," she moaned in sudden ecstasy. "Ooooohhhhh, I'm so glad! I'm sooooo glaaaaaaaad!"

Andy was good at it, too, she remembered. He had been the very best. So while Tommy fucked her ruthlessly from behind, Andy sucked her toes just as though they were five exciting little cocks. Sometimes he tongue-fucked them one at a time, hollowing his tongue around one like a long moist chute or trying to vacuum it right off the sole of her foot, and at other times, he took more, however the spirit moved him. He had one little habit she loved. It was kind of a suck and a pop as though he were trying to suck it whole into her mouth and then spit it almost out. It sent warm shivers right up her spinal column every time he did it.

"Go on, Jack," Jim was encouraging the boy. "What are you afraid of? She likes that, fucking in the mouth. I know because I did it to her, didn't I, Miss Howell?"

"I'm not afraid," Jack staunchly denied. And it was not fear that held him in check but the fact that Andy was going full force on her toes, and he didn't think Miss Howell would want any more diversions from that experience than she was already having from Tommy. Of course, Jim didn't know about Miss Howell's peculiarities yet, so Jack couldn't blame his friend for not understanding. The boys had decided not to tell Jim about it ahead of time for fear of scaring him off

But as Rebekah narrowed her eyes in shame and lust, Jack finally stepped cautiously up to the end of her bed. Even in her present state of excitement, however, the nakedly kneeling woman did not believe she could have gone through with another penetration at the same time she was handling so much else. However, Jack had aroused those instincts in a woman that so often make her a push over. He was obviously reluctant to impose himself. He was thinking of her. She could not help but think of him. The shy twelve year old's vulnerability tapped an unknown source of unselfishness in her that she hadn't even known existed. She just wasn't heartless enough to refuse him, and, forgetting her own pride, Rebekah flicked her tongue wetly out to moisten her full pouting lips, beckoning the young boy forward with a sultry, inviting gaze.

Still moaning from the combined pain and pleasure from the energetic fucking she was getting from behind as well as the delicious slurping on her toes, Rebekah reached with a trembling hand to seize the smoothly heated rod of lust-bloated flesh that loomed up toward her face. At her urging, Jack took another short step forward until his thighs were pressed against the foot of the bed. Then the beautiful brunette ovaled her sensuously moistened lips, leaning quickly forward to take just the pulsing little cockhead into her mouth.

Jack Wood groaned in ecstasy, his whole body shuddering in delight as the beautiful woman began to suck him. He could hardly even believe the salacious sight of Miss Howell kneeling so subserviently on the bed before him, her long dark hair spilling down over his bare thighs, her soft warm lips pursed around the throbbing shaft of his lewd cock, and her tongue swiping in smooth strokes up and down the resiliently straining flesh, causing his hips to jerk and hunch in spasmodic reflex from the titillating sensation.

From his vantage point behind the undulating brunette, Tommy was now fucking the gorgeous woman with all his might. Andy was bent over one set of toes sucking and popping and kissing. Both of the boys, as best they could, were at the same time watching Jack, grinning at him in amusement and encouragement, while the bashful Jack could not meet anyone's eyes. He had never been so embarrassed in his life, but he wouldn't have stopped what he was doing for anything in the world. Jack had never kissed anyone except Miss Howell and hadn't done very much with her, actually, certainly not this. The wanton sucking of his lewdly-bloated cock was even more exciting than anything he had ever experienced in his dreams or anywhere else.

For Rebekah, by now, everything had become a jumble. She heard the boys' exclamations of excitement and gloating triumph, their strained and hastened breathing. She felt their frenzied motions, the lewd fucking of their inflated cocks into her two respective orifices. She was buffeted helplessly between them, clawed and pawed simultaneously by two pairs of hands which she could no longer even distinguish. And it all blended together, a surreal montage of lust, humiliation, and wanton masochistic bliss. Tommy's extended and powerful assault on her helplessly offered cunt had completely destroyed her will to resist. She could already feel the electric current beginning to flow throughout her wantonly excited flesh, and she knew it wouldn't be long now before she got the satisfaction she so desperately needed.

Hungering for the fresh tasting cum she knew was going to spurt very soon from his hotly twitching little rod of blood- engorged flesh, Rebekah sucked ravenously at Jack's lust-inflamed cock. At the same time, she hunched and bucked her ass furiously back against Tommy's loins, taking the throbbing rigidity of his lewd cock deeper and deeper up into the tender flesh of her aching pussy, relishing the stinging slaps of his stomach and thighs against her proffered asscheeks and craving the obscenely jolting thrusts that shook her whole writhing body. She was being used in the lewdest manner possible by three boys simultaneously, ravished between them like a rag doll, and she loved it.

Then the voice of Jim Craft, who stood watching beside the bed, only reminded Rebekah that this was the beginning. "Come on, you guys. Come on! Hurry up!" Then he added because he still didn't understand what the hell Andy was doing to the woman's toes, "Hey, Andy, she's still got two hands. Drop your trousers and let her jack you off while you're waiting your turn."

At that suggestion of even further humiliation, only a muffled whimper of protest issued from Rebekah's lips. She couldn't speak in defense of herself. Her mouth was filled with the rigid little cock fucking in and out like a piston between her wetly rounded lips toward the back of her throat. Her face was helplessly buried in Jack Wood's pubic hair, and in his excitement, the normally shy preteenager was beginning to reveal a latent aggression that he had surely never shown with Rebekah before. He had seized the woman's long dark hair and now held her face firmly between his widely spread legs, guiding the bobbing movements of her head to the ultimate satisfaction of his own need, in complete disregard for her feelings as a human being. And she had no alternative to continued submission, even as she felt Jim seize her left wrist and draw her arm outward to place her hand in sudden contact on the hard blood-rigid shaft of his own lewdly erected prick. Instinctively, Rebekah wrapped her fingers around the resilient rod of hot young flesh, and this added physical contact, insignificant compared to the wild sensations she derived from the lewd skewering her palpitating little pussy was receiving from behind and the obscene use of her mouth from in front, nonetheless, had a symbolic value. It demonstrated the complete depravity to which she had sunk, and it only served to further impress upon her lust-tormented mind the sheer helplessness of her situation. Then, at Jim's urging, she began to work her wrist back and forth, softly caressing the sensitive flesh of his hard-swollen cock in time with the bobbing movement of her mouth around Jack's swollen cock, and the wild gyrations of her nakedly upthrusted asscheeks against the boy who fucked into her from behind. It was at that time that she underwent the final humiliation as Andy left her toes and, moving up to the other side of the bed, took her other hand and placed it on his own erectly throbbing prick.

"You don't mind if I leave your way for awhile and enjoy a way of my own, do you, Miss Howell?" Andy asked.

Rebekah was hardly able to answer. At that very instant, in fact, she felt Jack stiffen in front of her, his hands dropping from her hair to her ears, to pin her face even more helplessly against his wildly twitching cockflesh as he shoved forward with a mighty thrust.

"Oh, oh," the young boy gasped in a strained voice. "I... I think I'm going to cum!"

"Go ahead," the freckle-faced Andy Wallace said, the urgency in his voice reflecting his own building lust. "Cum in her mouth. She likes that, too."

The gorgeous brunette was still powerless to express her own feelings. She could do nothing but continue the wanton sucking along the virilely throbbing prick that violated her lips.

The first hot spurts of sweet-tasting cum came rushing up the length of Jack Wood's jerking young blood-bloated cock and spewed into her mouth an instant later. Rebekah sobbed and whimpered around the surging shaft, making obscene gurgling sounds in her throat as she swallowed his spluttering stream of hot liquid, her Adam's apple bobbing swiftly up and down. She sucked hungrily, tightening her lips around the base of the youngster's hardened cock to prevent herself from losing a single drop of the life- giving sperm. She swallowed it all, continuing her ravenous sucking until the lust-crazed adolescent had spurted the last droplet of his burning load of sperm into her mouth and his little prick began to slowly deflate. Then Jack's hands dropped from her ears, and after a moment, his already limp cock slipped from her mouth, and he stepped back from the bed.

"Okay," Jim gasped. "Now, I tell you, it's my turn! I'm going to fuck her in the mouth, too."

As Tommy Speigle continued to rack her body with his frenziedly driving strokes from behind, Jim freed his own surging prick shaft from Rebekah's protesting grasp, and he moved around in front of the bed. With a deep animal groan, Rebekah reached up to seize his hotly pulsing hardness and bend it down toward her lips, taking it hungrily into her mouth, still slippery from the cum the first youngster had spewed so ruthlessly between her lips. Then she reached her hand around the boy's nakedly exposed little ass to pull his lust-swollen cock deeper into her greedily sucking mouth.

Behind her, Tommy groaned suddenly and unleashed a series of mad staccato lunges that shoved Rebekah forward until her face was completely buried in Jim's loins. She felt Tommy's long hard prick twitch and throb even harder up into the most sensitive depths of her hungering cunt, and she knew he was going to cum very quickly. At the same time, she could already feel the first distant flutters beginning in her own belly.

"Aaaaahhhh! Oooooohhh! Wow!" Jim gasped as the beautiful employer of little helpers began to suck hungrily on his blood- swollen cock, working her face back and forth to draw her lips in rhythmic movements up and down the full length of the resiliently straining shaft of flesh.

"I don't know... I know if I can hold on," he gasped suddenly in despair.

Rebekah had no way of communicating to the youngster that there was no further need to hold it. Tommy was going to cum. Already she hovered on the brink of climax herself. And it only seemed fitting that Jim should time his own orgasm with theirs.

It began a moment later. In spite of the pulsating cockhead that filled her hungering mouth, Rebekah managed a muffled whimper of joy as she felt the shattering waves begin to flow swiftly through her violated pussy. Tommy grunted in ecstasy, his hands clawing at the kneeling woman's beautiful back, his eyes riveted on her nakedly proffered asscheeks where he could see his wetly glistening cock sawing in and out of her tight quivering cuntal lips. Still he held back as long as he could. Then, a shudder wracking his body, he abandoned his restraint.

Rebekah Howell's body buckled helplessly before Tommy Speigle's series of wracking lunges as he began to-spurt his own devastating load of semen deep up into her ravished pussy. Her hand still clung tightly to Andy's hard throbbing little cock, but she no longer had the presence of mind to jack him off. She was in a dream state of delirium from the lewd degradation she was being subjected to. Tommy was shooting off in her cunt, and at the same time, Jim Craft's lewdly bloated cock began to twitch and jerk in her saliva-filled mouth as he released his own hotly squirting load of sperm.

Moreover, now Rebekah's whole body began to jerk and writhe in spontaneous contortions between the two naked young boys. Massive chills of excitement shot madly up the length of her spine, and low hums of passionate and senile acceptance came in torrents from deep in her throat. She bucked and arched her body, quivering in a frenzy of passion, grinding her hips furiously back against Tommy's loins as the waves of orgasm saturated deeper into her body and out over every inch of her softly perspiring flesh.

It seemed to go on and on forever, an endless pageant of shame, ecstasy, and orgasm. Then at last Rebekah felt Tommy's perspiration-soaked body sag down on her back. An instant later, the little blond Jim Craft leaned forward in exhaustion against the end of the bed, his prick slowly deflating in her still sucking mouth. As the voluptuous brunette dropped to a reclining position on her stomach on the bed, her hand slipping from Andy's rigidly inflated cock, little shivers of rapture continued to flow at intervals through her body.

At last Tommy withdrew, rolling over onto his back, tying still for a moment. Then Rebekah stiffened as she heard the exhausted youngster say, "Well Andy, I guess it's your turn now. At last, huh?"

The curvaceous woman had almost forgotten about Andy. She had never felt so soiled, so degraded, so used... or so satisfied in her whole life. And she had no idea how in the world she could take on another youngster after everything she had been through. But she knew there was no use in protesting. After everything else the boys had submitted her to, she knew Andy Wallace wouldn't be denied his own pleasure.

Still on her belly and lying motionless, Rebekah took advantage of the few moments of rest as Andy hastened out of his clothing. She turned her face, looking up at the once innocent boy, her freckled-faced, redheaded first lover, with narrowed eyes as he climbed up onto the bed beside her. Then, as she started to roll over, he roughly shoved her back onto her belly and quickly started to mount her from behind.

"Oh, Andy, no," Rebekah said feebly through her still strained breathing. "Don't do it to me like that. Don't you take me dog fashion, too. Please."

"I'm not going to fuck you dog fashion, Miss Howell," Andy said, lowering his body down between her thighs from behind.

Then the curvaceous Rebekah's ass jerked in a spontaneous spasm as he reached between her thighs to place his fingers in the already obscenely lubricated slit of her cunt. When his fingers were thoroughly moistened with her cuntal juices, he began to spread the slickly flowing moisture up over the sensitive separating membrane onto the puckered little hole of her ass.

"I'm going to do something you'll like much better than that! I'm going to fuck you in the ass!" As he said those shocking words, Andy derived an intense satisfaction from the spontaneous shudder of fear that shook the voluptuous, dark-haired employer's body beneath him. He had been thinking about fucking her this way ever since the day when she had forced him to stick his finger into her asshole. Now he was a few months older and richer in experience and he had the courage to be dominating instead of allowing her to dominate him. He was not as big as Tommy, maybe, but you don't have to be big to dominate a woman, he had teamed. Now, after watching the three other boys simultaneously ravish her this morning, he knew he had to do something like that, something really far out, to maintain his hard-earned sexual supremacy... before he forgot he had it!

As Rebekah began to grasp the meaning of what Andy had told her, her emerald eyes opened wide, and she stared straight ahead in shock, meeting the equally surprised faces of the three other still naked boys. It was too wildly perverted to even think about. He wanted to drive her to even further depths of depravity, to avenge what she had done to him last time they were together, even more cruelly than she deserved. She didn't even know where a boy of Andy Wallace's age could have gotten such an obscene idea, but he had made it clear to her in terms all too blunt exactly what he wanted to do. It was sodomy, pure and simple. That's what it was!

For an extended moment, Rebekah's shock froze her to Complete immobility. Then an anguished cry escaped from her throat as she felt the pressure on her tight anal orfice increase and Andy's freckled finger burrowed suddenly into the tightly puckered little orifice. She lurched forward, her whole nakedly kneeling body trembling from the fiery stimulation as the searing penetration continued.

"Aaaggghhh! Uuuggghhh!" Rebekah groaned as Andy's middle finger burrowed up into her rectum despite all her attempts to clench her asscheeks and close the forbidden hole to his painful assault. The deadly serious youngster sank his finger to the first knuckle, then continued the hot piercing intrusion until it was embedded all the way up into her tightly-clenched rectum until there was nothing she could do to resist.

"Oh, Andy, please," Rebekah moaned. "Don't do that. Anything else, but please don't do such a thing!"

"You'll love it," Andy said above her. "Just like you loved everything else I've done to you." He was referring, of course, to his sucking her toes.

Gasping from the wanton invasion of her heretofore unviolated asshole, Rebekah Howell dropped her face down to the mattress in despair, tears of shame filling her eyes while Andy continued the searing probes of his finger into the hot spongy flesh up between her defenseless asscheeks. She heard the other boys' exclamations of excitement and surprise as distant, unreal sounds. It was all too insane! Not even they could believe Andy was really serious. But Rebekah knew there was no escape, and with resignation, prepared to submit to this final degradation.

Finally, she almost screamed as she felt the youngster begin to draw his finger out of her resisting asshole, which now seemed to cling to the intruder in protest in spite of the sharp pain it had caused. The dark-haired beauty moaned even more desperately as Andy's finger was replaced by the throbbing head of his hard little prick,

Rebekah sobbed and grunted, her voluptuous body lurching forward as she felt the blood-filled cockhead suddenly pressing up against the tightly resisting little hole and then begin to worm relentlessly inward. The sharp white hot pain caused new tears to rush to her eyes and spill glistening droplets down her cheeks, and she shivered and trembled, lifting her head to stare pleadingly at the three boys who were now gathered close around the bed to watch. But she saw in their excited faces that she would get no help or even sympathy, from them.

"Come on, sport, kneel up," Andy ordered her.

"No," Rebekah answered, shaking her head from side to side as the thirteen year old redhead rammed even harder against her defenseless asscheeks, and his small shaft of blood-engorged cockflesh surged even further upward, deeper and deeper into her cringing asshole.

"Come on, kneel! Kneel! It won't hurt as bad that way, they say!" Andy told her without realizing that he had just implied this was a first experience for him. "It's just a question of physics," he continued importantly. He was not only the oldest boy there, but he had the most seniority in the club because he had fucked Miss Howell first, before them all. In spite of her pain, Rebekah almost laughed at his display of peacock feathers as she had always called his pride. She had told him once that she had considered his freckles as eyes in the tail of a peacock! But as Andy flexed his virile little prick far up inside of her, sending a new stab of pain to wrack her body, she whimpered softly and did his bidding, pulling her knees up beneath her heavily swaying titties and thrusting her naked asscheeks high in the air in almost the same position she had assumed when Tommy had fucked her in the humiliating dog fashion position. And with an even deeper groan, she took the shaft of Andy's lust-swollen prick all the way to the hilt between her helplessly skewered asscheeks. Hopelessly impaled now, she had taken the entire length of the freckle-faced boy's hard pulsing cock all the way to the most sensitive depths of her rectum, and she knew at least the worst pain was over.

Once again Andy flexed his prick deep inside her warmly resisting asshole, causing new shudders of erotic pleasure to ripple out over her trembling body. Rebekah dropped her face back down to rest on her hands. She had never felt so helpless in her life, but it wasn't as bad as she had expected. The pain was tempered by an even more vivid sensation of masochistic pleasure. Her loins were on fire from the lewd skewering up between her asscheeks, and she could feel the tight little sac that held Andy's cum-filled testicles slap teasingly against the sensitive slit of her wetly throbbing cunt.

"Christ, it's tight," Andy gasped, more surprised than he really cared to show although he couldn't help himself. "It feels so good. I'm not going to be able to hold it back very long."

"That's all right, Andy," Rebekah sobbed in encouragement.

Gradually the youngster began to fuck harder against her helplessly proffered asscheeks. She groaned, gritting her teeth, as the raw stimulation almost blanked her mind. But slowly her cries of agony and protest started to evolve, transforming finally into mewls of forbidden pleasure as Andy fucked deeper and deeper into the hot depths of her yielding asshole.

For a few moments longer Rebekah was in limbo, a part of her wanting Andy to achieve his climax quickly and cease his merciless assault, mother part of her beginning to cry out for more and more of the wonderfully depraved sensation. Compared to this crude anal impalement, everything else she had done before now seemed insignificant. A hidden masochistic need was responding against all her wishes to the pain and humiliation Andy was inflicting upon her. The sheer sensation was more than she could bear and though she feared she would forever lose all respect for herself as a result, her lewdly undulating body was beginning to respond in a way that could not be denied.

Rebekah Howell sobbed defeatedly then, as Andy moved his hand down the front of her curvaceous body between her thighs to tweak the ultra-sensitive bud of her clitoris, and in a spontaneous response, she rocked her nakedly impaled asscheeks backwards, taking the slender shaft of Andy's virile young lewdly bloated cock even deeper into her rectum, beginning to fuck and jerk in earnest back against his hotly fucking prick. Her submissively kneeling body began to writhe in lewd abandon to the electric pain-pleasure stimulus of the obscene skewering of her asshole, responding, even encouraging this assault by the thirteen year old boy.

"Christ Almighty!" Tommy Speigle gasped. "Look at Miss Howell go! She loves it! She even loves asshole fucking! Christ, I wish I'd known!"

"Wow!" Jack Wood chimed in. "She'll do anything at all, won't she!"

Behind the curvaceous brunette's wildly bucking asscheeks, Andy Wallace grunted even more excitedly to Miss Howell's sudden unexpected response, increasing the depth of his own wracking thrusts until he was unleashing the full fury of his adolescent lust with a series of mighty strokes deep up into the tightness of her contracting asshole. Simultaneously, he shoved his finger far up into the frantically quivering depths of her devouringly hungry cunt and increased the friction of his thumb's rapid stroking over the throbbing bud of her clitoris. Already he could feel the cum begin to well within his balls, and he knew that it wouldn't be long before he lost all control. But he was determined to hold off as long as he possibly could. He was beginning to realize that Miss Howell might be able to attain am orgasm from even this perverted variation of sexual intercourse, and he know that would make his triumph complete.

Suddenly then, Rebekah gave out a series of desperate animal groans. The contrasting sensations in her two separately ravaged holes was finally becoming enmeshed. She could no longer distinguish between right and wrong, pain and pleasure, and her nakedly squirming body shuddered as ecstatic waves of all- consuming delight arched out again and again over her sensually writhing flesh.

"Ooooohhhh! Aauuugghh! Annnddyyy! Fuck harrddeer! I'm cuummiing!" she wailed. Behind her Andy groaned and began a series of violent fuckings as the first hot rush of sperm welled up from his balls and into the convulsing depths of the beautiful employer's lewdly violated rectum. At the same time, he intensified the rapid fingerfucking of her tortured cunt and the tormenting caresses with his finger over the quivering little reddened bud of her clitoris. And as he continued his jolting fucks, Rebekah mewled without restraint from the shattering waves of ecstasy that engulfed her. The sweet spewing semen Hooded her rectum, filling and lubricating the hole until at last it overflowed in thin white hot streams that ran down her inner thighs. And as she bucked and hunched beneath Andy's last wracking lunges, there was nothing left but the wildly consuming passion of release... momentarily.

Three of the little boys were long accustomed to the things that Rebekah Howell liked, and automatically, all of their minds turned in the same direction as hers did after awhile. Just as she began to yearn for further attention, Tommy Speigle jumped up on the bed and stood for awhile between her legs, his toes up over her pelvis, pushing and nudging at the curly-haired flesh. Jack Wood, feeling more game now and less afraid of doing things in front of his friends, moved around the foot of the bed to climb onto the mattress on the other side. Meanwhile, Tommy jumped from the beautiful dark pussy and lay on his back beside her though upside down so that his toes could push against the malleable big mounds of her tits.

"Oooohhhhh," Rebekah moaned with each new thing he did.

Jack's idea was something else, and he almost had to lie on top of Tommy to do it now. But he pulled close to his friend and swung his foot over in front of Miss Howell's face. He was on his stomach and couldn't see, but he knew that she would guide his foot to her mouth. He wouldn't admit it out loud for the world, but he had become very fond of having her sucking his toes in the time they had lain together, before Tommy's turn. He felt her soft hand grab his foot finally, and he let her guide it until he felt the parting of her buttery lips against the tip of his big toe and then began to feel her fine teeth as they moved over his flesh, especially his knuckles. Her tongue moistly tickled the hollow between the ball of her toot and the rounded pads of the toes themselves. A spark of sensation soared up his spinal column and began to bring his flaccid soft prick to life again.

Andy had eventually taken over the part he did and liked the best, sucking on the toes of one of her well-manicured feet. Jim Craft stood watching them all with curious surprise.

"Come on, Jim," Andy finally lifted his mouth to say. "Come on and grab a foot, man. She gave us a good time. Now we have to give her a good time, too!" He put it that way because he knew he could never convince Jim that once he tried it he would like it. If he wouldn't do it to be unselfish, then he wouldn't do it at all, probably. Jim liked a challenge and was always willing to do the manly thing just to prove he could but the bunch of them all sucking off or fiddling with their toes might not appear to be manly, so Andy's reasoning went. Still, they were all doing it. Maybe Jim would like to get in on the act.

Jim didn't know where his head was. This sure was the queerest thing he had ever gotten into in his life. What good was sucking on toes, he wondered. Tommy had told him that Miss Howell would want sex eventually, a desire that he had been able to rush, fortunately, but his friends had said nothing about the toes things, anymore than they had mentioned the woman's strange taste in nicknacks... shoes! Now, for the first time, he noticed that there was a pair of suede shoes on the top of the lamp shade across the room. In fact, they blended in so well with the shade that he noticed because he had looked around expecting to see something like that.