The Party

"Noooo," I groaned at his nasty words and felt my pussy spasm involuntarily.

"Yes bitch," he laughed. "You cannot hide how much you are enjoying this. Listen boys. Listen to that sound."

He stopped talking and just thrust his hips. To my shame I could hear it, we all could. The sloppy squelching sounds of wet pussy being violated by hard dick. My traitorous cunt was enjoying every second of this, even as my mind was ready to commit murder.

"Fuck yeah." Rob thrust harder now, in and out, in and out. His rough hands dragging my hips to meet his thrusts. He wasn't fucking me, he was dragging my cunt onto his cock like it was a toy to get his rocks off. It was humiliating, and each thrust made my pussy tighter and wetter, and sent shockwaves of lust and pleasure up my spine to my tits.

"That is one happy pussy gentleman. Yes!" Rob high-fived someone out of my sight, then reached down and slapped my tits so hard it took my breath away. "Yes Sir!" he yelled and began fucking me furiously, so hard that my back was arching off the pool table. "Love watching them titties bounce while I fuck you!"

His face screwed up, his eyes closed and tightened and I could feel his cock hardening inside me. I thought he was about to cum, but at the last second he pulled out, took several deep breaths and then looked up at me and smiled.

"You are not getting off that easy beautiful." Then he turned to Theo and tagged him in.

Rob moved to my arms and Theo traded places with him, pushing himself between my legs, his thick cock already naked and in hand. He rubbed the tip through my wet lips, smirking at me all the while. His gaze roaming openly over every inch of my body. Where Rob was slow, Theo was impatient, shoving his steely length inside me in one violent thrust. He pistoned into my cunt, fucking me so wildly that my body began to inch up the pool table. Thrusting his hands under my ass, he gripped my cheeks hard and yanked me back down, fucking me like a jackhammer.

As with Rob, Theo held off his orgasm. Pulling out he pushed away from the table and pointed to the ottoman.

"Rob," he said gruffly. "You in?"

"Hell yeah," said Rob.

***

All the men, in an effort to change locales and move me to the ottoman, let go of me at the same time. For a moment, I was free. I saw my opportunity and went for it, leaping, half-dressed off the pool table to the floor. I was halfway to the door when I tripped, ass up in the air, tits swinging heavy below me. That's when Rob grabbed me.

Pulling me to my knees he ripped the rest of my leggings from my body. All that was left was the waistband, which Rob now used like a harness, a handle by which to control me. Kicking my thighs wide with his knee, he shoved his fat cock inside me and twisted the waistband cruelly in his hands, riding my cunt brutally.

"No!" I tried to push him away, but someone else grabbed my hands and folded them behind my back, while with the other hand they mauled my tits roughly. A giant hard cock appeared in front of my face. It was Brian. Grabbing a fistful of my hair he pinched my nose and forced my plush lips open until I was taking all of his cock inside my mouth. He fucked my mouth, thrusting his hips against my lips so hard, his cock bounced against the back of my throat.

I was getting it from both ends now. Hard cock in my cunt and in my mouth. The men set-up a relentless rhythm, back and forth, a torturous ride that didn't cease. But then, I felt Brian tense up, and a wave of dread fell over me, the next second his balls were emptying in my throat as he thrust wildly, nearly cutting off all my air. Stuffing his cock down my throat he groaned loudly and then pulled his still semi-hard dick out of my abused mouth, a thick string of cum trailing down my cheek.

"That's fucking beautiful," said Mal, stroking my cheek.

"Ottoman," said Rob, his voice full of urgency.

***

Rob's cock left my pussy temporarily, as the men lifted me high in the air. Next thing I knew I was facing Rob, who was under me, laying on the ottoman. He lifted my ass, spread my cheeks and impaled my cunt once more. Then Theo came up behind me.

"Ever had two cocks before?" Theo said, his tone dripping with mockery. "Well yeah, you're an experienced girl, maybe you have done anal and vaginal at the same time. But that's not what I'm talking about."

Rob laughed, his chest rumbling with the sound. "No indeed."

"See," said Theo. "Rob and I are perverts and we like to see just how much cock we can stuff in one cunt...sooo..." as he spoke I felt fingers at my entrance, slippery digits prodding my tender, already filled hole. The next minute pressure, then...the most intense stretching I'd ever felt.

"Ooooo...noooooo..." I shrieked as Theo's cock tried to join Rob's inside my fragile pussy.

"Oh yes." Theo laughed, and pushed harder, slowly his thick cock pushed past my poor pussy's resistance, forcing inside my body and joining in Rob's assault.

Slowly they began to find a rhythm. Back and forth, in and out. Sometimes they took turns so that I felt some small measure of relief as one cock retreated and the other stayed, but other times they moved in tandem, both thick cocks stabbing deep, to the hilt. All the while their bodies caged me, their hands roaming over my flesh, pinching my nipples and torturing my clit.

"I find..." Theo's voice sounded in my ear. "I find a woman feels extra raped when she's got two cocks inside the same hole at the same time."

I gasped, his nasty words sending a thrill of shame shock-waving through my body so hard, that my pussy muscles spasmed in response.

"Ooooo," said Rob. "Did you feel that?"

"Sure did," Theo said with a laugh. "What was the word that did it? Tell me Jessica."

He cupped my chin in his palm and tried to turn my face to his. I resisted.

"It was the word rape wasn't it?"

"No," I whispered.

"Yes it was," he insisted. "Here. I'll say it again. RAPE." He thrusted deep and a moan of pleasure escaped my lips.

"Keep it up," said Rob. "Jessica likes being raped. Likes having that sweet, pink, tight, tender, shaved little pussy hole raped and raped and raped."

"Oh fuck," I whispered as the muscles in my cunt began tightening with pleasure.

"Gonna rape that little fuck hole you cunt," said Theo. "That's all you are right now. And you like it, don't you? You're just a pair of great tits and a tight, wet hole to fuck. Like a slippery fist that little cunt is. She's got a mind of her own doesn't she?"

"Noooo," I wailed.

"Yeah," said Rob, he thrusted hard, his free hand pushing between our bodies to pinch a nipple cruelly. "Your mouth is screaming no, but this greedy little pussy is gonna cum around our cocks."

"No!"

"Yes," said Theo. "And I tell you something, we aren't gonna cum until you do." He pulled out shallowly then slammed back in, his cock sliding up against Rob's. "We're gonna make you cum first, and your slutty little hole is gonna go crazy, she's gonna tighten up so hard she'll be milking our dicks. So you'll be helping us rape you. Your sloppy cunt will be sucking our dicks off until we fill you full of cum."

"Oh my gooooddd..." his nasty words drove me over the edge and my traitorous pussy seizured violently around both cocks, my whole body tensing and writhing in between the two men.

"Oh fuck yes," Rob moaned and clutched me to him as he came. Theo followed suit, pistoning into my cunt once, twice, three more times until he tensed and groaned long and loud, hot streams of cum filling my cunt so fully they gushed out and coated my thighs.

Theo pulled out, took a step back and openly leered at my juicy hole.

"Fucking beautiful," he said. "Who wants to give her ass a try?"

***

Mal stepped forward and so did Brian, who was, to my surprise, fully hard again even though minutes earlier he'd cum down my throat.

"You take her cunt," said Brian. "I'm gonna hit that ass."

"NO...nooooo," I said, shaking my head as they approached me.

Grabbing me around the waist Brian sat on the ottoman. Mal came closer and bent me foward so that my back was arched and my ass angled toward Brian's hard monster cock. Slapping my ass, Brian gripped each cheek and pulled them apart. Exposing my tight pink bud, he spat on his hand, rubbed his saliva on my asshole and then fisted his cock, notching the head against my hole.

"No! NO! NO!" I wailed, but Mal silenced me with a brutal kiss and shoved one of his hands to my pussy, massaging my clit furiously while his other hand groped and fondled my tits clumsily.

Brian thrust up, and I moaned, the sound swallowed by Mal's kisses.

Brian pushed again, his hard cock popping past the tight ring of my asshole and impaling me fully. I was seated in his lap now, my back to his front, pinned in place by his cock.

"Oh my God," the sensation was intense, a crazy mixture of pain and pleasure. I went limp, my legs falling awkwardly to the side.

"Guys," said Mal, still massaging my pussy. "Grab her legs so I can get in there." He jerked his head at my splayed hips, and Rob and Theo moved in, each grabbing a thigh and pushing my legs up to my sides.

My pussy was spread open, glistening wet as Brian began to move that fat cock in my ass.

"Fuck that's pretty," said Mal, staring at my cunt. "Each time Brian thrusts your pussy hole quivers like it's jealous at the attention your ass is getting."

"Ha!" Rob laughed at the comment and leaned down, shoving one thick finger roughly into my neglected cunt. He thrust and twisted his finger and then grinned up at Mal. "Oh that's gonna be good. Yeah she's even tighter now."

Mal stripped off his jeans, releasing his cock. Looming over me he grabbed both my tits with his hands, positioned himself at my entrance and thrust into my ravaged hole with incredible force.

"Aaaah!" my body jerked at the violation and I cried out.

"Oh fuck that's good," said Mal, his hips working furiously as he slammed into my slick channel over and over again.

"You think that's good?" said Brian. "Check this out." He cracked his hand painfully against my ass and my whole body shook at the contact, every muscle clenching in response. I could feel both their cocks jerk inside me. My swollen tissues and tensing muscles making their cocks feel like iron rods, pistoning in and out of my most tender flesh. My body responded, my cunt and asshole fisting furiously as I came so hard I thought my pussy might tear apart.

"Fuuuccckkkkk," yelled Mal as my cunt spasmed around his cock. I saw his face tense, then his hips still as he dumped a huge, hot load of cum inside my poor pussy.

Brian wasn't far behind and after another few short thrusts he too came, so that I was filled now, thick white cum oozing from both ravaged holes.

"Please," I said, as they pulled their spent cocks from my body. "Please let me go. You got what you wanted, now let me go."

They had to be finished now didn't they? They had to be. Everyone had come inside me, everyone except Kyle...but he was my friend. He wouldn't...

"We aren't remotely done," said a voice and I lifted my head.

Kyle was standing over me, the expression on his face one I'd never seen before.

"But I...not you..." I whispered. "You told them not too, you told them to stop!"

He grinned and I felt my blood run cold.

"I did, didn't I?" he said, his tone casual and amused. "I think maybe I missed my calling. I should've been an actor."

"What?" my lips quivered and tears began to pool in my eyes. "I don't understand."

Kyle knelt down to where I was sitting on the ottoman. He leveled his gaze with mine and tilted his head.

"Like I said, you didn't bring a birthday present." He reached up and gently brushed my blonde hair out of my face. "So I get to choose what I want from you. I've decided Jessica, and now I'm taking it."

Reaching over to the coffee table he grabbed a remote control and pointed it at the TV. Anderson Cooper came on, but then was replaced by other images. I couldn't make it out at first, but then he turned the sound up and I could hear the voices, saw the scene of his pool table and watched in horror as the evening of my rape unfolded on the screen.

I'd been so distracted, so desperate to survive this encounter that I hadn't noticed the small camera Kyle had trained on me during the assault. He'd been filming this whole time, close-ups of Rob ripping off my leggings, fingers probing my cunt...the first penetration, when Rob impaled me on the pool table and more...it was all there.

"A little keepsake," Kyle said with a shrug. Then the scene on the screen changed, it was live now, my naked body was live on his big screen in real time.

"What the...?" I looked at Kyle nervously, biting my lip, one tear sliding down my cheek.

"You really are beautiful," he said, brushing the tear away with the back of his hand. "Even more so like this."

His thumb moved to my swollen red lips, he stroked them, pulling my bottom lip out and slowly pushing his his thumb into my mouth.

"It's my turn now," he whispered. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to my ear and spoke again. "It's approaching midnight, and I'm planning on ringing in the New Year by flooding that sweet cunt with my cum."

Gasping I started to pull away, but Kyle's swift hands cupped the back of my neck and held me immobile. Rising to his feet, he swiftly released his belt and fly with his free hand, then reached inside and pulled out his cock. Hard, and long, and impossibly thick. He pushed forward, the broad tip pressing insistently against my lips as I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.

"Rob," said Kyle, his voice cold. "If you wouldn't mind."

I felt a presence behind me, then a fist tangled in my hair and jerked my head back painfully. Strong fingers trapped one nipple and twisted it viciously. Gasping at the pain my mouth opened instinctively, and Kyle took his chance, shoving his cock between my lips. Seizing my head in his hands, he thrusted, in and out, fucking my mouth with long strokes that hit the back of my throat and made me gag.

Finally he pulled out, leaving me gasping for air and my throat raw. Still holding my head he turned my face toward the television.

"Look at that, just beautiful," he said, stroking my cheek. My face loomed large on the big screen. Tear stained cheeks and swollen lips.

Kyle pulled on my neck and stood me up, pushing my body in front of his so that my back was too him, my naked breasts thrust forward, the image of my nude abused body mirrored on the flat screen.

"Fan-fucking-tastic," he said as his free hand roamed over my body. He stopped at my tits, fondling them heavily, tweaking my nipples and watching my face in the television.

"You like that," he said. "You can't hide it. I've seen your fetish photos you know, lots of titty torture play." He pinched one of my nipples cruelly and I grimaced at the pain. But he was right, each twist of his fingers sent a shock of lust straight to my cunt.

I twisted in his arms, trying to turn my head away. But he drew his forearm over my body and cupped my chin, holding my face to the television so that I had no choice but to watch his assault.

"Pay attention now," he said sternly. "I want you to watch me play this lush little body like a fiddle. You're hot for it Jessica, you can't hide it." His palm slide to my pussy and he groped it, a painful possessive handful.

"Theo, come here," he said. "Take my place." Theo moved behind me and held me still as Kyle came around in front of me.

Bending low Kyle kissed me softly, then straightened up, smiled and rubbed his palms together thoughtfully.

Then he reared back.

CRACK!

In one swift movement he swung, slapping across the tips of by breasts so that the nipples stung and the heavy globes swayed and jiggled lewdly. He swung again, and again, until my breasts turned bright red and I was sobbing, my nipples hard, erect and tingling. Grabbing each nipple, he twisted and pulled, laughing as I writhed in response. I tried to twist away from him, but I couldn't, each time I moved I was contributing to the assault, causing more pain and trauma to my poor abused nipples.

Finally he relented. Cupping each breast he lowered his lips to my right nipple and sucked it softly into his mouth, rolling it deliciously under his soft wet tongue. My pussy came alive.

Oh God yes...I thought. More of that, oh God it feels so good.

Kyle let my right nipple fall out of his mouth with a wet pop, then moved to the left, sucking it, rolling it, feasting on my tits with loud vulgar noises.

"So," he said with a grin, both his hands moving low over my hips. "Let's see if you liked that. Rob? Mal? A little help?"

Rob and Mal moved forward, each taking a leg, and yet again this night my thighs were lifted, my knees yanked high so that my pussy was laid out for hungry eyes.

Kyle's hands massaged their way down my hips, groping, teasing, probing every inch of my flesh. Stroking over my folds he pulled my pussy lips apart and slid one thick finger around the tiny hole.

"She's taken a lot of abuse," he said, his tone casual. "And I'm afraid she's going to have to take a lot more." He slid one finger inside to the first knuckle and wiggled it, just the tip, teasing and playing at the entrance to my body. Then, to my shock, he lowered his face to my pussy and his tongue replaced his finger. It slid around the hole, circled over my clit and finally, thrust into my cunt, in and out, his lips eating at my pussy, sucking my clit into his mouth where he rolled it with his tongue until my hips were gyrating in response. The sensations building inside me were maddening. I'd never been so turned on, so horrified and confused, in my entire life. My pussy felt aching and empty, and all I wanted was relief.

Kyle gave my clit one last suck and then rose up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

He glanced at his wristwatch, then back at me and grinned.

"Here we go beautiful."

Brian appeared at his side, a camera in his hand. I glanced at the flat screen. The image had changed, now there was a close-up of my juicy pink cunt, and a countdown clock beside it.

Kyle saw where I was looking and laughed.

"Great isn't it? Gives whole new meaning to the idea of watching the ball drop huh?"

"Oh my God," I moaned, fresh tears welling in my eyes. "No!"

Strong hands tightened their grip on me as I jerked in protest. But it was no use, they were holding me aloft, my cunt spread wide open, held at the perfect height for Kyle's impending assault.

"Theo," said Kyle. "Is gonna work those titties while I'm fucking you."

"No," I whimpered. But Kyle only nodded, his smile mean.

"Mal is gonna finger your clit. So I can focus solely on fucking that sweet hole. I want you to feel it all. I want you to cum over and over, I want to feel that pussy sucking on my dick, milking me dry, every last drop of cum just for you."

"No," I said, tears streaming down my face. I remembered Rob's cruel words. How my orgasm made me a "participant in my rape."

Kyle fisted his cock and brought the head to my entrance. I clenched up in fear and anticipation. He rubbed the head over my hole and pushed a little.

"Oh yes," he smiled. "That's it. That's why I went last Jessica. Because I wanted you to fear this, wanted that dread to fill you up, just as much as the lust. I've got you all ramped up now, don't I? You can't really even tell anymore can you? If you want this end, or never stop."

"I...I want it to stop," I said on a sob.

"No you don't." He smiled and pushed his cock inside just a little. But I was so tense, my pussy walls fisted so tightly against his assault, that it was difficult for him to enter me.

"Fuck yes..." Kyle moaned and grabbed my hips, his features strained as he pushed harder, trying to force his way in. "God this is perfect," he said, one hand lifting to maul one of my tits. "You can't keep me out Jessica, this is going to happen."