“Oh my god, please no mister!” the girl said as the fat man pressed her face into the dirty mattress.
“Honey, you’re gonna take it and you’re gonna like it,” he laughed as he straddled her round little bubble ass. “Hey Johnny, you ever do a girl this way before?” he asked as he pushed her face harder into the smelly mattress with one hand and with the other rubbed the head off his fat, purple veined cock between her smooth butt cheeks.
“Oh my god, please no mister!” the girl said as the fat man pressed her face into the dirty mattress.
“Honey, you’re gonna take it and you’re gonna like it,” he laughed as he straddled her round little bubble ass. “Hey Johnny, you ever do a girl this way before?” he asked as he pushed her face harder into the smelly mattress with one hand and with the other rubbed the head off his fat, purple veined cock between her smooth butt cheeks.
“Oh yeah, plenty of times, but nothing as fine as this,” said a man walking into the room wearing nothing but a dirty tee shirt. He stopped beside the mattress and continued, “You do her first and then I’ll really show you how it’s done,” he said with a laugh and a swig from a cheap fifth of whiskey the men had been sharing all day.
“Hold on girl, almost there,” said the first man as he centered the mushroomed head of his cock over her tightly clenched asshole. “There you go, quiet now,” he murmured as he lifted his hips and pressed his rigid shaft between her cheeks. “Shhh…” he whispered as she clenched under him, her hands tied tightly above her head to a cold radiator under a broken window, her left leg strapped by her ankle to an ancient refrigerator in the abandoned studio apartment. “Don’t struggle, you’ll like it, you’ll see,” he said again as he held her under him on the stained mattress. With a grunt, he drove the head of his fat cock into her tight, clenched hole.
“Graahh!” she screamed into the mattress, her muscles standing out on her lean, tan body as the pain of the man’s cock punching into her ass ripped through her body. His right hand free now, he tangled the meaty fingers of both his hands in her long blonde hair, gripping her skull as he leaned on her head with both hands now, pushing her face deeper into the moldy mattress. “Yeah honey, yeah!” he whispered excitedly as he squirmed and drove his cock half way into her thin frame. “That’s a way, girl, fight it!” and with a raised hitch of his hips, he drove into her hard, sinking in till his hips rested lightly on her cool butt cheeks. “Almost there honey, almost…” and rocking on his toes, he worked his way back and forth, deeper into her hole, his fat, sweaty stomach sliding up and down her narrow back, while his hips massaged and flattened her smooth, spread butt cheeks. “Yeah, baby, yeah,” he repeated, his head hanging between her shoulder blades, his eyes closed as her wet heat crept up his cock to fuse him deep inside her. “Oh my god Johnny, she’s almost too tight… my cock thinks I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“Honey, you know you like it now,” he whispered in her damp, tangled hair. Releasing her head so he could slide his hands under her and fondle her budding, round little tits, he lay on top of her, her slim frame disappearing under his fat, white stomach.
Gasping for air, she begged the man, “Please mister, just let me go… I won’t tell anyone what’s happened.”
“You hear that Johnny? She wants us to just let her go!”
“But honey,” he spoke to the girl’s ear as he paused to lick her cheek, “the party has just started! You know you like it, too. Your little nipples are hard as rocks, and they don’t lie,” he said as his hands cupped and squeezed her breasts pressed into the mattress. “Let me feel that fine little snatch you got down there and we’ll see how wet my fucking you in the ass is making you and then we’ll really know!”
His right hand slid under her, his hips keeping his thick cock buried in her tight ass, until his groping hand reached her stomach and he stopped his downward progress. “Goddamn Johnny! I think I feel my cock in her stomach! Look and see, would you?” Gripping her slim hips in both his meaty hands, he held her to him as he rolled over and her body, stretched taught by the nylon rope binding her wrists and ankle, lay on top of him; her tan, lean figure contrasting sharply with his white, hairy, beer belly blob.
“Shit Mack, there is a bulge about where your dick would be I think. Fuck her a little and let me see,” he replied, stroking himself a little faster.
“Guhhh,” the girl moaned, her eyes closed as her blonde hair pillowed on the sweaty man’s chest.
Mack’s arms, powerful under their fat from a life of doing menial labor for a living, easily lifted her hips and slid her up and down the rigid pole of his fat, long cock, her tight ass sheathing his cock like a hot, wet glove.
“Fuck yeah, Mack, I can see it! Goddamn it man, it’s bulging up in her tummy every time you bring her down! Fuck me, man, that’s just too hot,” he said with another swig and his hand stroking his heavy, long cock faster.
Setting the bottle on the floor beside the mattress, he kneeled between Mack and the girl’s legs and felt with one hand Mack’s dick pumping up into her slim tummy, while with the other he grabbed her free leg by the knee and spread her wide. Mack’s fat cock was stretching her slim ass unbelievably tight, her puffed pussy lips opening slightly, beckoning Johnny each time Mack ground her ass into his hips. “Slow down, I’m going to fuck her too,” Johnny said as he wrenched her a little wider and with his free hand, centered the fat head of his cock low in her pussy. Slowly at first, he drove his fat cock into her, until her moaning and sudden tightening up in pain spurred him on and with a powerful thrust of his hips, slammed his cock all the way home so his and Mack’s balls tightly pressed into one another’s.
“Oh, mister, stop!” the girl pleaded with closed eyes as she wrenched against her bound wrists, trying to pull free from his surging cock. “You’re hurting me!” she pleaded. “I’m too small for two men to take me at the same time!”
“Oh, goddamn she feels good,” Johnny said to Mack, ignoring the girl’s pleas. His fat cock started to slide in and out while Mack started his riding of her hips on his pole until they worked out a natural rhythm, one man plunging deep in the slim, blonde girl’s tight body while the other slid out and vice a versa. Soon, all that was heard was the steady wet slapping sound of each man driving his hips into the tied girl’s cunt and ass, and the panting breath of the three people in the hot, humid confines of the abandoned building.
~*~
The two men hadn’t planned to kidnap and rape the young girl that day, it had been more of a spur of the moment decision. Both men had worked as painters for a company remodeling an old warehouse, until that morning when they had shown up late for the third day in a row, the smell of whiskey from the night before sour in the air. Fired, they had cashed their paltry severance checks, bought two cheap fifths of whiskey and were driving through their dingy neighborhood in Mack’s beat up white panel van with ladders strapped to the roof. Cheered up by the whiskey, they decided to go check out the public pool and were driving by the community college when they saw her, the perfect girl.
She was wearing a white sundress that stopped shy of her knees and straw flip flops in honor of the hot summer day. Standing a little over five feet tall, her long dark hair swayed lightly to her sashay, while her pert tits gave a light jiggle and bounce to her stride. She was a summertime goddess and Mack instinctively slowed when he saw her walking down the sidewalk to the student parking.
“Did you see that?” he asked Johnny as he craned to watch her in his rear view mirror.
“How could I miss it? Goddamn, what a beauty. She’s probably going home to be nailed by some lucky stud. Some guys have all the luck man,” he sighed as he took a long swig from the bottle.
“I know what you mean,” Mack said. “I’ve never had something like that in my life and I never will at this rate.”
Pausing in thought for moment, the van slowed slightly as Johnny looked at Mack and Mack looked at Johnny. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” asked Johnny.
“If you’re thinking maybe sometimes you just have to take what you want, then yeah, I’m thinking what you’re thinking,” said Mack slowing the van and pulling to the curb. Johnny nodded and Mack continued, “Listen, let’s just act like we’re going to paint this building and grab her when she walks by. I have some rope somewhere in back there and some duct tape in the glove box.”
Johnny rummaged through the garbage in the glove box and found a roll of duct tape with just a little on it. After putting the van in park, Mack got out and walked around to the sliding door and opened it. “Hurry up man,” he hissed, “she’s almost here!”
“I’ll get in back here and you can just grab her and throw her in to me. I’ll gag her and tie her up while you drive us out of here,” said Johnny as he climbed between the seats to the back of the van.
Standing on the sidewalk, Mack started whistling and acted like he was looking for something in the van before he turned and looked both ways. It appeared clear except for the approaching girl so shading his eyes, he looked appraisingly up at the building. Hearing the click of the girl’s high heels approach, he glanced at her and gave her a cheerful, “Good afternoon!”
Noticing nothing unusual, the girl absent-mindedly responded, “Hello,” in return as she stepped by him. In one smooth movement, Mack cupped his hand over her mouth and wrapping an arm around her midsection, scooped her off her feet and tossed her in the back of the van to the waiting Johnny. As Mack slammed the door shut and jogged around to the driver’s seat, he saw Johnny sitting on the girl’s chest, pinning her arms under his legs while he pressed a piece of duct tape over her mouth.
“Let’s go man!” Johnny said excitedly as he tussled with the girl in the back of the van.
“We’re out of here!” said Mack with a big smile as he tried to see in the rear view mirror what was happening in the back of the van with the girl.
Keeping an eye out for cops, Mack drove a couple of blocks before he turned the battered old van into a neighborhood of long abandoned tenement buildings. The city was supposed to have demolished them years ago, but never seemed to have the money and now it was home to no one except the occasional homeless person or a street gang looking for a safe place to party.
He drove to the middle of the project before he turned the van down a weed strewn alley and parked by an open door. Turning in his seat he saw that Johnny had the girl on her stomach and had tied her hands behind her back. Mack got a hard on looking at her long tan legs struggling under Johnny. Grabbing the bottles of whiskey, he got out and opened the sliding door. “Let’s get this party started man!” he said and took a swig of whiskey.
“Here, grab her,” Johnny said lifting her to her knees and pushing her toward the waiting Mack. Mack grabbed her with one hand, the whiskey bottles held by the neck in the other. Johnny crawled out of the van with the rest of the rope and slammed the door shut. Both of the men took hold of one of the girl’s arms and they led her into the musty, tattered building.
They walked down the main hall and looked in all of the rooms but they were stripped bare; mortar falling on concrete floors. They climbed the stairs to the second, then third floor, and walked down its hallway. Finally, they found a small apartment that some bum had left a stained mattress in so they dragged the struggling girl through the door.
Putting the whiskey bottles safely in the corner, Mack and Johnny let the girl go and Johnny pulled a box cutter from his pocket. “Now listen girl,” he said, holding the razor in front of her face. “My buddy and I are just looking to have a good time, but if you do anything stupid like start screaming or try to escape, I’m going to cut you up, you hear?”
Eyes wide with fear, the girl slowly nodded her head. Abruptly, Mack snatched the tape from the girl’s mouth. “Better?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, thank you mister,” she whispered. “Please don’t do this. I don’t know who you are and you haven’t done anything yet. If you just let me go I’ll never say a word to anyone.”
“Sorry sister,” Johnny said, “but we have. We’ve kidnapped you and we’re looking to have some fun before we let you go.” As he spoke, he grabbed the light linen fabric of her dress where it dipped to show the cleavage of her beautiful, swelling breasts, and with a yank, tore her dress down the front. Pulling it up, he finished ripping it down the front and dropped it over her shoulders where it caught on her bound hands.
“My, oh my… look at that would you?” Johnny said running his hands lightly up and down her sides. “Honey, you look good enough to eat. Let’s see what you’re hiding under those little white panties and bra of yours.” Johnny slid his hands up and without undoing her bra, slipped her bra up over her breasts. “Honey, with titties like that, you don’t need no bra. They stand nice and full and proud all on their own. Mmm… they’re so nice and firm, that’s why,” he said slowly cupping and squeezing both her breasts. He slid his hands behind her and drew her to him while he squatted so he could lick and bite each of her tits. “Damn, they sure taste good, too.” Sliding lower, the tip of his tongue drawing a line down her flat tummy, his broad hands slid down her narrow back and under the elastic of her panties to squeeze her ass. Continuing down the inside of her thighs, his hands pulled her panties down exposing a marvelously smooth and surprisingly tan pubic mound. “My oh my,” Johnny said drawing her hips to him and spreading her legs so he could taste her; pushing his chin between her thighs to lap her long and wet like a dog. “Like I said, good enough to eat. You want a taste Mack? She’s fresh as a daisy.”
Mack had been watching his friend Johnny with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and his other hand down his pants, stroking himself in anticipation of fucking the young girl. “No, just lay her down there on that mattress so I can fuck her. Damn, I bet she’s tight.”
“Honey, you’re tight down there, right?” he asked and not being able to tell if he expected an answer or not, she gave him a little nod. “Fuck yeah!” he said and started to undo his belt and pants.
Spinning the girl around, Johnny cut the rope binding her wrists with the box cutter and pushed her down on the mattress where he undid her bra and threw it in the corner. Rolling her over, she tried to cover her breasts with her hands, but Johnny yanked them away and pulling them over her head, hogtied her to an old steam radiator. “Look at that, she’s bashful,” he said. “Here, let me make it easier for you,” he said and tied her left ankle to an old refrigerator, drawing her tight across the stained mattress. “That way you don’t have to feel all bashful,” he laughed. “Mack, my good man, give me that bottle and she’s all yours!”
Mack had dropped his pants and underwear to the floor by this time and without any further ado, spread her wide by her free leg, knelt on the mattress between her thighs and jammed his blood engorged cock in her cunt.
“Ahh..!” the girl screamed, his fat cock punching back and forth into her, going a little deeper each time.
“She’s a little dry, Johnny, hand me that bottle for a minute.” Johnny gave him the bottle and he poured a glug of whiskey between her thighs. Handing the bottle back, lubricated by whiskey, he slid his fat cock deep in her hot, tight hole.
“It burns! The whiskey is burning me inside,” she said, arching her back as though she could get the whiskey to pour out of her.
Laughing, Mack replied, “Honey, it’ll go numb in a minute,” and leaning over her, started to fuck her in earnest. She struggled under him, whether from the wet slapping of his relentless fucking, his cock straining deep in her, or from the whiskey, it didn’t matter to Mack. He grabbed her breasts, leaning on her thin chest as he pumped inside her, clawing at their firm goodness.
“Oh, mister, stop! You’re… hurting… me…” she panted between thrusts of his heavy, fat cock in her and the air being pushed from her lungs by his meaty hands.
Ignoring her, sweat started to drip from his nose while the sweat of his fat body covered her in a wet sheen. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum!” he said to no one, and with first one, then another violent slam between her legs, he went rigid and gritted his teeth, his hands squeezing through her young tits as hot cum jetted from his cock, pumping her full. “Yeah, baby, yeah…” he groaned as the last of his wet seed spurted into the hot, wet furnace of her cunt. “Oh, that was so good Johnny,” he said as he lay atop her, his cock shriveling inside her. “She is so tight and fine. You take a turn and then I’m gonna do her again.”
It was shortly before noon when they started fucking the tied up girl. They kept at it, trying her mouth, jamming their cocks as deep as they could down her throat till she gagged; then they took turns jerking off between her tits so it was about five when Mack and Johnny fucked her in the ass and cunt at the same time. After five solid hours of fucking and cumming in her tight young body, and one and a half bottles of whiskey, they took a pee break in the hallway.
“Hey Johnny,” Mack said as he woozed back and forth, his pee tracing a looping arc up the wall and then down, “you know we can’t let her go, right?”
“I know, I know, but I don’t want to cut her.”
“You haven’t done her in the ass yet have you? You’ve got to try it. Let’s take her up to the roof and you can do her in the ass. When you’re done I’ll take care of her and we’ll get out of here, okay?”
“Sounds good,” Johnny said, done peeing. Taking a swig of the remaining whiskey, he held it up to Mack and said, “To the best sex I’ve ever had!”
“Me too,” said Mack and downed a swig.
Returning to the room, Johnny freed the girl but then rolled her over and retied her hands behind her back. “My friend and I have been talking and we both agree you’re the best fuck we’ve both ever had. Come on, we’re going to go up to the roof for some fresh air and watch the sunset,” he said pulling her to her feet. He led her out the door while Mack followed with the bottle. They climbed three more flights of stairs and stumbled out onto a hot tar roof. A previous tenant had tried starting a garden in some plastic tubs at one end of the roof. A tattered aluminum lawn chair and piece of green out door carpeting were still in the corner and Johnny led the girl over to them. Pausing close to the edge, they surveyed the deserted empty buildings and vacant lots around them.
“It’s sort of creepy and peaceful at the same time, don’t you think?” he asked Mack and the girl. The girl nodded and Mack tested the aluminum chair before sitting down.
Mack nodded to Johnny and said, “Go ahead.”
Johnny pulled the girl to him and spitting in the palm of his hand, he lubed her up by sliding his hand between her buttocks and then spreading what spit was left over along the hard shaft of his thick cock. “Now hold still honey. Mack over there said I have to try this, that it’s something else.”
“Please no mister. I’m too sore from today.”
Johnny ignored her and taking her by the hips, he crouched down and slid his cock between her butt cheeks. Harder and harder he pressed into her, the head of his cock starting to catch on the tight hole of her ass as it slid over. Back and forth and then with a grunt and thrust of his hips, he penetrated her. Only a little at first, but then lifting her bodily before him by clenching his calloused hands around her thin waist, he plunged her down on his rigid cock. Her long, lean legs went rigid, her toes scraping at the plastic carpet as she dangled from the rigid cock in her ass.
“Man, Mack, I can feel myself in her!” he said as his fingers pushed the bulge in her stomach from his dick spiking through her body. “Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah. Mack, you were right, this is the best,” he laughed.
Leaning back, he bounced her up and down his shaft and slid his hands up to her bouncing titties. Holding each like he was climbing a rock wall, he squeezed and pumped her along his shaft by her stretching tits.
Gasping, trying to push him away with her hands bound behind her back, she pleaded for him to stop. Instead, he fucked her faster and faster as he slowly worked his way to the edge of the building.
“Fuck yeah, bitch,” he grunted, her ass slapping into his balls and sweaty hips. “Fuck, yeah, I’m going to cum!” he shouted and tearing down on her tits, her hips grinding into him as he hunched over, trying to drive his cock that much deeper into her, he grunted like an animal as his hot white cum squirted from her ass and dripped off his hairy balls to the rooftop. “Yeah,” he moaned, “yeah baby, that’s it…” as her tight ass milked the last of the cum from his hard dick. “Yeah…” he cooed into her ear and still holding her by the tits, in one motion he lifted her off his rigid cock and threw her from the edge of the roof into the black void of the alley.
The men heard the echo of her scream end abruptly in a dull, wet slap.
“Fuck yeah, Mack, that was the best.”
Moments later the white van with the two whiskey soaked men drove past the alley where the body of the girl lay on her back, her arms still tied behind her. Turning the corner, the van disappeared into the twilight.
Slowly, the minutes ticked by and then a huddled figure in a tattered overcoat stepped out of the building into the alley. Walking over to the young girl, the shadowed homeless man stood over her for a moment before he took her by the ankles and dragged her through the open door of the building. Inside, the man kicked her legs apart and dropping his baggy, colorless pants, he knelt between her thighs. As the sun went down, the dead girl’s tits could be seen rocking back and forth as the dark figure of the homeless man fucked her silently.