YouTubers Trapped In Halloween Haunted House

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Warning! You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please leave now. We don’t advocate rape or non-consensual sex. This is only a work of literary fiction, and if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more.

Note: In the folllowing story, all characters involded in sexual activities are 18 years old and up, and the words “teenager”, “teen girl” and all other such teenage-related words or expressions always refer to characters who are 18 or 19 years old.

YouTubers Trapped In Halloween Haunted House

Brian listens to Gazebo’s Masterpiece, a hit from 1982 (https://youtu.be/KUFgS-N3ZmM), while tapping a message to his buddy, a same-age, long-time friend that he already knew back in that year, when they were both twenty years old and had natural access to young pussy.

Forty years later, he and his friends were no longer attracting the teenage girls they kept craving for. Brian often tried to chat with highschool girls on Quora, only to get labelled a creep and a pedo once any of these girls sensed how old he truly was from the way he sounded; he knew he should stop, but he couldn’t help it. He loved teenage girls way too much; to him, there was nothing like the silkiness of her skin when he touched her bare boobs or the lovely, smooth curves of her butt. He closed his eyes and relived some memory from 1983. Oh, so long ago now…

As of late, Brian had been listening to YouTube videos from a team of ghost hunters—four college-age girls and guys who visited old, abandoned houses in search for ghosts or other signs of paranormal activity. These youths had a message box where they could be reached, as they were constantly on the lookout for new “haunted” houses to visit. Their YouTube view counts were now exploding enough for them to seriously feed their student budgets.

He finished typing his message to Ron. He was asking to meet him, as he had something to say that was too delicate to write down in a traceable e-mail. Ron had a beer with him in his squalid two-room apartment, at the end of his workday as dishwasher in a Chinese restaurant where the young waitresses avoided him like the plague, for he had two major flaws that repelled girls—he was old and he was ugly, not to mention he had poor hygiene and looked really unkempt with his dirty white beard. He fondly remembered the good old days when he sometimes met such a girl who would fuck him; those days were long past. Brian and Ron were on the same page.

“Hi Ron! I again messaged Elyza PlaysOuija about that old Bernie’s House. I hope I get an answer from them. There are two great fucks on their team. There’s Elyza, a fresh-faced blonde and the team leader, and there’s Julie, a raven-haired cutie with a petite body that I’m going to claim first. Their two puppy-dog boyfriends won’t give us trouble.

“This is the perfect setting, Brian! This house is in the middle of nowhere! These college students will be out there, alone in the middle of the woods! All we got to do is to show up there with guns and immediately take their phones and turn off all their equipment so they can’t call help. The girls will be ours to play with and film! I can already hear their whimpers!”

“Sounds good, Brian, but I’ll wager a hundred bucks that at least one of these boys is a friendzoned loser who keeps daydreaming. From what I’ve seen, the girls are clearly the ones in charge! It will be fun to see how the friendzoned guy would fuck and punish one of the bitches, after we had our fun first, of course!”

“Yep! That would be awfully funny, Ron! We’ll film the loser and air his exploits on the members’ channel on their website!”

“But we’ll need Rick and his guns.”

“Yep! That will make four of us, as Rick Martin never goes anywhere without his twin brother Dean. I would have liked better having these two girls for the two of us, but gang-banging them will be some serious fun! These little girly mouths must be something to have around my dick!”

“All right!” said Ron, taking a sip of O’Keefe beer. “I’ll call Rick as soon as you get a sign from our black gems!”

Black gems was the term they had begun to use to refer to Elyza and Julie. They would usually use pink gems, but since they were ghost hunters visiting spooky houses, they preferred to use the black color. The girls were indeed far from being black; they both had pale skin. Brian hoped that Julie didn’t shave her twat, as he would love to see a neat vee of raven-black hair highlighting the blinding whiteness of her upper thighs.

That old Brian’s house in the forest was really spooky-looking. His plan was bound to work.

Brian could have done so much better with his life if he had been born to an OK set of parents and had grown up in a half-decent environment, but all he had known while a kid was gangs, drugs and police violence.

He was a mastermind. One day in a park, he had played chess for the first time in his life, at 42 years old, and had beaten and greatly upset the man, a seasoned tournament player, who wouldn’t believe he had never played before. Brian had then followed that man and his young wife from a safe distance, took note of where they lived and which type of locks and security system they didn’t have. He had come back in the middle of the night with a hood on his head and a fake gun in his hand—he had tied up the man, then raped his wife tied to the couple’s bed. The wife was then about 25 years old, a brunette and a truly amazing fuck.

Brian loved the rush of adrenaline he experienced when he captured a young couple and had his way with the girl while her boyfriend was helplessly watching! His favourite targets were college-age girls who no longer lived with their parents and were thus easier to get at.

He took care not to commit these rapes too often; he knew that most of the girls didn’t report the assault, or if they did, he was far by that time, but striking too often in the same area would attract police attention. Sometimes, he arranged transportation with a friend and they went to pay a visit some five hundred miles away to a girl Brian had targeted and carefully researched on. In short, he had mastered the art of getting away with rape.

Brian used the same methods with Elyza PlaysOuija. He had learned Elyza lived in a small apartment with Julie, her teammate, and that one of the guys was probably friends with benefits with Elyza while the other one, a dorky, not-so-handsome nerd, was most likely just friends with Julie and even more likely masturbating while thinking of her.

If he felt generous, he’d let that poor chap rape Julie after them; that would be fun to watch indeed. Girls were horrified by the notion of getting raped by a stranger, but they were even more horrified by the notion of being raped by a friendzoned dick!

Elyza PlaysOuija wrote the very next day, asking for more details. Brian answered and sent more pics of the derelict house and its rooms. It used to be a large house built in an isolated place by an eccentric millionaire in 1888, and it had been used as a rendez-vous for well-off people from the city, especially on Halloween; these fashionable people would go there and play Ouija.

The house had its heyday in the roaring 1920’s, then it became abandoned during the Great Depression, and it was forgotten by the 1950’s and even more forgotten today, now that they had closed the train lane that used to pass nearby every night.

A week later, Elyza PlaysOuija set a date to pay a first visit. It was already mid-October and she wanted to go and ascertain the place in view of a Halloween special. Brian set his trap! At that point, Rick was on it. Brian was the brain, and Rick had the guns and the black van.

Elyza went there with her FWB’s, a predictably tall and handsome guy about 20 years old. The youths were soon satisfied that this would be the perfect place—it had all the spooky features a haunted house could have. Brian overheard Elyza speaking enthusiastically with Ted, whom Brian had already nicknamed “Teddy Bear”.

“This will be perfect, Ted! Did you see this?” Elyza said, looking all over the place with eyes like a kid in a candy store. She was jumping and running everywhere as she discovered stuff.

“Yes, Elyz, this will attract a lot of viewers!”

“Easy money!” she said, giving a quick kiss to Ted and ignoring the 60-something guy who was perfectly well behaved—she had caught him looking down at her butt only once or twice. In her mind, she decided he was a decent old man—it was OK if he looked a little, but just a little, and he of course was never allowed to touch anything; such a privilege could only belong to a youthful, attractive guy like Tom.

Elyza asked about the large dining room table, a massive oaken piece of furniture, now covered with a thick film of dust and spider webs, but it was still standing and looked just as solid as the long-gone day it had been bought and delivered.

“This table dates back at least from the House’s heyday, which was back in the 1920’s” Brian answered while looking only in Elyza’s eyes and avoiding the delicious shapes of her breasts he could easily make out through her “Berkeley” sweater. Elyza found strength and intelligence in Brian’s gaze. She paused and thought a bit, before reverting back to her teenage behaviour…

“Woa! This is super-dope!” she said while Brian looked at the massive table. Raping Julie on it was going to be quite something! Ron was probably going to use Elyza on it as well; she’ll be bent over and raped in the ass!

He looked at Elyza as a calm, dignified middle-aged man. Brian was tall and still broad shouldered. Elyza kept sizing him up; she had sensed that this man who wore cheap clothes was much more than he looked like, but she couldn’t tell exactly what it was. She felt more and more fascinated with him.

There was some definite mystery about the man and she liked this. She even surprised herself when she wondered what it would feel like to have Brian touching her; she would most definitely feel like a naughty kid punished by the school principal. She surprised herself even more when she started considering making an exception to her nothing-over-30 rule, later on that day, while Tom was fucking her and she was picturing herself being used by such an old creep as Brian.

The waiting was long, but Brian felt it was worth it. At last, on Halloween day, Elyza arrived on site with her usual crew, plus one! Julie had brought her younger sister, who was a petite girl with a very nubile body that got Brian extremely aroused, for he thought she was underage. He almost felt disappointed when he overheard that Cynthia was already 18.

“Too bad,” Brian thought,” but she’ll be a great fuck all the same! Perhaps she’s still a virgin! Wow! She’s quite a looker! Her little tits must feelt good to smell, touch and lick! I’m definitely getting a piece of her. But let’s catch the prey first.”

Brian had greeted them all by himself, fallen autumn leaves rustling under his steps. The forest had left a carpet of fallen leaves in reds and yellows all around the lone house. His friends were waiting in Rick’s van, hidden nearby; a black van is always easier to hide in shadows. They were armed and already on high adrenaline! Brian didn’t message them on his iPhone about that third girl. He looked forward to see the look of surprise on Ron’s face when they’d see her!

Brian pretended that he had no iPhone and asked Elyza basic questions about her equipment. She gently mocked him and answered his questions while speaking as if he were a 10-year-old child. Brian smiled. Elyza’s FWB’s called him and old geezer from the Cold War. Brian kept smiling at her and took note of the offence. This was a test by Elyza, and the way she smiled back at him showed that he had passed it.

“Perfect!” he thought. They’re starting to mock me; they’re relaxing now. Awesome! But uho… What’s this?“

Elyza had just touched him on the shoulder and she stood surprisingly close to him. Tom her boyfriend was some distance away fixing stuff with Julie. Brian couldn’t believe it! Elyza was flirting with him. She was most certainly teasing him.

Brian kept throwing quick gazes at Julie. He loved watching the way her tight-fit bluejeans showcased shapes of her butt, especially when she crouched or bent over to pick up some stuff. Of course, Julie paid zero attention to the middle-aged man he was. Julie spoke with her sister Cynthia while gathering and reviewing equipment.

Michael, who still had acne at 19 years old and wore a black “Dungeons & Dragons” t-shirt over black jeans, looked like he was straight out of some nerds movie from the 1980s. Of course, he wore glasses. He was the tech guy. His gaze and hopes kept following Julie wherever she walked. He was friendzoned all right. It was plain as day.

In his mind, Brian decided that tonight would be Michael’s lucky day. “Oh fuck, Brian thought, “this will be so much fun!”

The five unsuspecting students were set and ready. Tom stood near Elyza and sensed something that made him watching Brian as they entered the spooky house along with Julie walking near Cynthia, and Michael carrying the bulk of the equipment and watching Julie’s butt.

The search for paranormal activity began. The sun was setting under an orange sky with blackening clouds, at that particular time when the Devil starts smoking his cigar. It was Halloween.

Brian secretly called his friends in the van. His buddies were now on the move! Brian could trust them enough for him not to be carrying any gun; they were long-time buddies; he had known them since high-school back in the 1970’s.

Five minutes later, Rick, his brother Dean and Ron entered the old house. Now it was haunted.

Elyza was filming herself with Tom in the dining room when she saw the three newcomers passing through the door from the spacious entry hall—three middle-aged men wearing baseball caps and beat-up fall coats; two of whom were quite tall while the third was shorter, wore filthy clothes and sported an even filthier white beard; and he was looking directly at her with a psycho gaze that creeped the wits out of her.

“Who the fuck are you?” she snapped, her tone showing she was annoyed at being interrupted while filming for her YouTube viewers.

Then her jaw dropped. These three men had guns.

TO BE CONTINUED

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In fact, Ron’s gun was not loaded, as Rick felt he was too unstable psychologically to be trusted with a deadly weapon. Rightly so. Rick “Gunnie Boy” Martin, on the other hand, was a First-Gulf War veteran who knew what he was doing. He had failed training as a SEAL in 1986, but that didn’t mean he was green. Dean Martin, his twin brother, also knew a thing or two about guns even though he was never in the military. These twin brothers were both tall and imposing, weighing well above 230 pounds with beer bellies, yet large shoulders.

Elyza saw them clearly thanks to the two bright lamps she had brought and turned on. And they saw her clearly too; they did their best to keep a poker face, but they were positively salivating as they saw how gorgeously youthful and petite she was. They couldn’t wait to stick their prick inside her.

When she saw these two older men looking at her with cold stares and a predatory expression, Elyza froze with terror. Tom felt his heart turn to water. The third man who was with them didn’t look reassuring in the least; they felt he could pull the trigger any second! Elyza was even under the impression that this filthy-looking geezer was insane enough to shoot her and then fuck her dead body. Whatever happened, she was going to obey as calmly as she could, although she was trembling right down to her core.

Elyza saw Brian leaving the room with one of the big men. Brian’s features were now stern; the thin, tall man looked the most predatory of the lot. She heard Julie screaming. The two men were soon back in the dining room with Michael, Julie and Cynthia.

As he walked behind Julie and Cynthia, Dean Martin started singing “That’s Amore”, the old song released by an American singer who had the same name as him, so long ago that even the 60-year-old man wasn’t even born yet.

“When the moon hits your eyes
like a big pizza pie, that’s amore! …”

Cynthia’s slender, yet curvy butt was indeed hitting Dean’s eyes like a big pizza pie in the shapes of her tight red pants. Dean had first planned to begin his rape orgy with the cute little blonde, but he was reconsidering. This girl looked awfully young; raping her cunt would be amazing. Just stripping her naked would be off the charts!

Brian was holding Julie as they walked. Julie was crying and begging him to let her go, her and her friends.

“I’ll give you money, anything, but please, don’t hurt us! Don’t hurt me, please…” the sobbing girl kept repeating.

The more she sobbed, the more Brian became aroused. He already had his nostrills filled with her scent; he kept contemplating her raven hair that so beautifully highlighted her light-bronze complexion; she clearly looked like a Latina girl. Brian was already hard with a tent in front of his pants; he had taken Viagra, but hardly needed it. Unlike Ron, he didn’t have porn-induced erectile dysfunction.

Ron and Rick “Gunnie Boy” clearly had their mind set on Elyza, who began freaking out as they saw their expression and understood their intent. They meant to rape her and her friends… In front of Tom and Michael. Poor Julie! She was going to get raped in front of a guy she had friendzoned! This was so horrible! At the same time, she hoped most of these men would not pick her, but judging according to what she saw from the nightmare-ugly man and the taller age-ugly man, she knew for sure that she was going to take no less than two creep’s dicks. She felt she was about to throw up.

The guns the men were holding didn’t scare her as much as the small tents they had in the front of their pants. These suckers had no doubt taken loads of Viagra; they were going to be buck-hard! “No… No…” she thought, “No… this is not happening! This is not happening!” Yet it was. And there was nothing she could do about it.

Elyza was obeying, she had raised her hands up and stood there, trembling with fear, yet she felt something weird inside her womanhood. She had often fantasized herself being gang-raped by old vagrants in some dark alley. She knew this was real life and had nothing in common with her fantasies, yet she felt herself getting wet as she pictured this big old man, older than her dad, grabbing her, ripping her clothes off and filling her up with his Viagra-fed erection. The prospect utterly disgusted her, yet it was also turning her on, or at least it was making her body react on its own volition.

Julie didn’t share any of this weird arousal. She kept crying and sobbing. She never dated any guy older than 20. And now she realized that a bunch of 60-year-old men were going to have their way with her! Those creeps! She was going to die out of sheer disgust!

But then, she wailed out loud. She thought of Michael, the dorky loser she tolerated as a useful friend for the high-tech stuff…

“Oh, my God!” she thought. “These gross men are going to strip me naked right in front of him!” Then, she screamed out loud…

“Noooooooooooo!!!”

Brian got closer and gave her a wet lick on her cheek, making her shudder with disgust. Then, he spoke to her in a chilling tone…

“Don’t worry, little chick, these two buddies you see in front of you prefer blondes, and my other friend, the one who’s singing right now, has his eyes set on the one with the red pants, so that leaves only the two of us, honey! And you’ll see, honey, I’ll be very gentle and nice!”

Julie wailed and cried Cynthia’s name as the reality hit her square in the face—Cynthia, her little sis, was going to get raped by this fat, ugly man three times her age! It was unthinkably horrible. Then, Brian spoke again…

“Oh, and when I’m done with you, I’ll reward you by giving you a fuck with this cute friend of yours!” he said, pointing at Michael, who looked back at him in shocked surprise.

“Aahhhh… Noooo!!! Not this! Please! I’ll suck your cock dry and let you fuck me again, but please, not this! Not this! Plea-ea-ea-zzeeee!!!” Julie begged amid her frantic cries.

Michael felt angry at her. She would rather have these old strangers rape her than let him fuck her?! How could?! How could he be creepier than these guys?! He was 20, they were 60! Michael just couldn’t wrap his head around that one. Why?! Girls never loved him and ALWAYS liked him only as a friend? Why?!

At the same time, he felt a powerful erection quickly taking shape and form; Julie, her sister and Elyza were going to get undressed and raped, and he was going to witness this. Michael felt something evil stirring inside him; that thing within him rejoiced at the prospect; most of all, it rejoiced at the prospect of watching Julie’s ordeal. And then, if these old men let him, he would himself stuff her with his nerd’s seed! He would fuck her really good, long and hard to teach her not to friendzone him! That was the way! He was done with being the nice guy!

Tom was angry and raging. He started yelling at his captors…
“You sick old bastards! You’re not going to get away with this! Everything is getting recorded on camera! And it’s live!”

Yelling like this was a bad idea! Brian rushed at him and punched him square on the jaw, dropping him. His last amateur boxing match had been fought in 1988, but Brian hadn’t lost any dynamite in his right hook.

“You dirty, lying piece of shit!” Brian replied, snarling down at Tom as he reeled with pain and tried to get back up, his sense of balance still shaky. “I overheard you guys, and you were only planning on going live at nine o’clock!”

“There will be a punishment for this!” he added. “We were planning to let both of you have your play with these girls, but now, you’ll only get to watch your dorky friend taking his pleasure inside your girlfriend! I already know he wants Julie, but he’s a young stud, and I’m sure he’ll be good to fuck Elyza as well! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”

“You fucking old creep!!!” Elyza and Tom both screamed at once.

“All right!” Rick bellowed. “I brought some handcuffs and solid rope. Let’s tie those kids up and we’ll draw cards for who plays first. We all know who’s going to do whom, but I think it will be a lot more fun to only have one girl in action while the two others will watch and enjoy the show, knowing they’re next!”

The Martin brothers and Brian laughed their heads out and approved, while Ron rushed at Elyza, grabbed her and licked her pretty face! The revolting contact had her nearly choking in her screams.

The wetness of his mouth combined with the worst breath she had ever experienced… This man probably didn’t know toothpaste existed. The background of cheap beer was the best element in that foul breath. And then, there was his beard… So filthy! The hair of that beard felt a bit clammy! Ewww!

Elyza started bawling as she felt Ron’s hands running all over her breasts through the pink tank-top she was wearing beneath her plaid shirt, which she had left unbuttoned and wide open. Now, she was regretting this choice of outfit.

“Gonna fuck… Gonna fuck…” the madman repeated while nearly making the teen girl puke with his graveyard breath.

Then, she was handcuffed and had a piece of rope firmly fastened around her ankles as she was forced to lie down on the thick-dusty floor along with her friends.

Brian then produced a deck of cards. The four old men were going to draw for the privilege of kicking off the action. Elyza followed their hands as each man took a card. Julie kept looking at Michael, who lay tied up next to her, and bawled while shaking her head in a fierce refusal of her oncoming fate. Cynthia closed her eyes and silently wept, realizing that she was about to have her virginity ripped away from her.

The four men drew their cards. Since Brian was the one presenting the cards, he waited for his fellow rapists to pick their cards first.

Dean “That’s Amore” Martin picked the Queen of Hearts. His twin brother Rick cursed as he looked at his own card—a Three of Clubs. Ron picked the Ace of Diamonds and screamed hurray!

Brian had used a special card-shuffling trick; he knew the last card on the bottom was the Ace of Spades, but he was so eager to watch Ron take his pleasure inside Elyza that he drew a card honestly—the Eight of Spades.

Like a man possessed, Ron rushed at Elyza, who squealed at the top of her lungs and squirmed wildly as the Martin brothers lifted her and carried her plump in the middle of the room, not far from the large wooden table. This was also where the lamplights were brightest.

They asked Ron whether she wanted to see Elyza strip herself out of her clothes in front of him, or get forcibly restrained and undressed. It was his choice.

As she heard this, Elyza shrieked in panic while she felt her pussy getting wet at the prospect of feeling this men’s hands on her. And she felt an evil jolt of excitement, soon drowned in her panic, as she heard Ron tell his buddies to hold her and rip her clothes off!

“Noooooo! nnnOOO!!!!! DOooon’t!!! Please… Nooooooo!!!” Elyza cried, filling the old house with her shrill screams while the two large old men undid her handcuffs and the ropes restraining her ankles.

Tom yelled at them, but Brian silenced him with a wicked kick to the face. His nose broke on impact and the lower part of his face soon became crimsoned with blood.

“Noo… Noooooooo… Pleaheeehheeezzee!!! Nooaaaaa… AAAahhhhhaaaaa… RrrrhhhhAAAAAAAahhhhaaaa, aaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaahhh…” Elyza wailed and sobbed, her pussy secretly wet, as the two big brothers were pinning her down on the floor, one man pulling her plaid shirt up her small arms while the other yanked her blue jeans so hard that it came down her thighs right away along with her panties. Dean remarked that the bitch shaved her beaver.

They rolled her over, and listened to her wailing and squealing as they uncovered her incredible butt! It was smooth and tight; a harmony of girly curves that suited her petite frame. That splendour displayed a fair complexion that was typical of such a blonde. She was crying like a child as she felt the old creeps eye-raping her.

Dean Martin was holding her ankles; he feverishly undid the laces of her hiking boots and soon got rid of them while Rick “Gunnie Boy” violently pulled her plaid shirt over and past her head and arms, leaving only her strawberry-pink tank-top.

Rick then held her arms in front of her and contemplated the amazing curves of her naked butt while the other girls were wailing in terror, knowing they were next. Elyza’s twin butt curves and her shadowy derriere were mind boggling to look at; Rick was as hard as a rutting orangutan. Dean removed Elyza’s white socks and kissed her bare feet, but his brother reminded him it was Ron’s turn. Elyza had such lovely feet! Their diminutive size alone was enough to drive a man wild.

Then, the sixty-year-old Dean gleefully pulled her dark jeans all the way past her knees and down her ungodly smooth legs. She was so petite and lovely! Her pristine nakedness made her look quite a bit younger than her true age.

Rick was about to flip her over in order to put her face up and get a perfect view on her boobs when he’d tear off her tank-top and bra, but Ron asked him to leave her as she was.

Tom shouted further abuse at them as he powerlessly watched the scene unfolding. Brian kicked him in the face again, making a sharp remark on what a slow learner he was. The two other girls kept crying as they watched Ron, now stark naked, as he knelt behind Elyza and stooped down; the old, vagrant-looking creep started kissing and licking her teenage-firm butt!

Michael had a gigantic boner as he watched the scene. If he got the chance, he was going to rape her cock-teasing butt after dealing with Julie!

Ron had the widest, craziest pair of eyes he ever had in decades as he avidly took in the close-up view on Elyza’s butt, feeling the panic and distress under her flesh as he caressed the slender contours of her butt cheeks while avidly licking her girly smoothness, tasting the salt of her cold sweat. Then, he went lower into her shadowy crack and started darting his tongue at her entrance, feeling the tenderness of her folds as he pressed his nose into her crack. Wow! It had been so fucking long!

Ron started alternating tongue and fingers; he had a good experience, mostly thanks to prostitutes as of late, and Elyza noticed how clumsy and novice Tom was in comparison; the old man knew what he was doing; she had to give him that.

Elyza’s wails and squeals filled the room as she begged her captors to stop this. Soon, her wails were mixed with moans and groans that told the rapists that her body was betraying her. Ron’s darting tongue kept exploring her entrance; he didn’t stop until the cute little student was moaning and sweating like mad!

Then, at last, Ron stopped. Grunting in wild anticipation, he set himself on top of the blond girl and gave her his erection, which was a bit soft in spite of the Viagra he had taken beforehand. He tried to enter her, but he couldn’t. He cursed. Then, he had an idea. He got back up on his knees and grabbed the girl’s lovely ankles; he started rubbing Elyza’s feet on his failing erection while Rick kept a firm hold on her outstretched arms.

Ron found the pleasure unreal. Feeling his dick in direct contact with the fresh-feeling soles of her little feet quickly got him hard, thanks to Viagra too. He kept frictioning the girly feet on his prick until he precummed, then he quickly set himself back down on top of her and urgently found her entrance; he uttered a thundering roar of victory as he felt his throbbing dick sinking deep inside Elyza.

She let out a thundering groan as she felt his hard cock entering her from behind. She couldn’t help it. Her body was now almost welcoming the assault. She felt how crazy horny the old man was. She took him flat on her belly as he raped her in grunting abandon!

She kept screaming “No! nnnOOO!!!” but she soon bolted under the vagrant-looking creep as she hit an incredibly intense orgasm, perhaps her most physically powerful ever! Yet the emotional pain was unbearable.

Then, Elyza felt the old man seize up on top of her and she knew the rape was nearly over.

“YYghghrr AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHRRRRRRRRRRR!!!”

Ron screamed like a banshee, filling the echoing room with his loud explosion as he filled the teenage girl with his steaming load of seed. Oh boy, raping these university students was so much fun!

Dean Martin had the Queen of Hearts, so he was next in line. He cast his eyes on Cynthia and smiled at her, greatly enjoying the loud shriek she threw at him as she thought the dreaded hour had come.

However, Elyza’s butt, feet and legs looked so ungodly inviting that he decided to rape Elyza right now. Since he had stuffed himself with Viagra, he would have some left for that cute, raven-haired girl later.

Dean Martin began by running his hands all over Elyza’s butt, legs and feet while singing “That’s Amore”. He was gentle and only wanted to take pleasure in doing this; she found his hands on her felt surprisingly nice, not nearly as dreadful she thought it would be; it was probably her post-orgasmic state that was tricking her mind.

After licking the girl’s childish-looking feet and sucking her toes all his content, the big, white-bearded man flipped her over and forced kissed her while laying himself down on her. Elyza was tired from her initial rape, so she didn’t oppose much resistance, but there was something more to it.

The sickly paleness of Dean’s face, not to mention his bald head and all the other signs of ageing, positively revolted her. Yet, as she felt his leathery lips on hers along with his hands running all over her, insisting on her breasts, Elyza couldn’t help but sense that her body was turned on and didn’t want to resist that much.

She let out a scream that nearly resembled a yelp of excitement as the sick old creep ripped her tank-top apart and jerked her bra away…

“AAhhrrrr…”

Dean had made a loud groan of excitement as he saw the unreal sight—Elyza’s bare breasts, bouncing in firm motion as they reacted to the bra being torn away, then settling back down in perfect twin mounds of girly splendour.

Dean touched and kissed her blonde’s pale nipples and areolas. Her boobs had the exact same complexion as her butt—fair with a subtle tinge of light gold. She was the perfect blonde most creeps like him fantasized about.

Then, Dean set himself on top of Elyza, who spat in his face and shook her head in panicked screams as he blissfully pushed her legs wide apart, before guiding his cock into her entrance.

He easily rammed her soaking-wet cunt and began to rape her, pinning her wrists under his meaty hands on either side of her lovely head of youthful hair; her long locks of golden beauty waved and moved in disarray as her head kept bobbing on the dusty floor under Dean’s forceful rape.

Tom felt sick and about to throw up as he listened to Dean’s animalistic grunting, but he couldn’t keep himself from watching his jumbo-fat butt flexing in constant up-and-down motion as the old man kept drilling his beloved girlfriend. His bearded, balding head of sickly paleness formed a shocking contrast with Elyza as he grunted down on her youthful face. She endured the rape squealing and groaning her shame, her pain and her secret excitement.

Julie and her sister Cynthia watched the horror in silence. Michael had precummed under his trousers, without touching his cock since he had his hands cuffed behind him.

Dean accelerated his rape pace to an urgent frenzy, immensely enjoying the sight of Elyza’s jiggling boobs. Her breasts were small, but they looked average-sized on her diminutive frame; she probably stood five feet one or two. She was a bit like the neighbour’s daughter he had raped back in 1989 on a lonely roadside, except that girl had darker hair.

Now, three decades later, he sounded exactly the same; he sounded like a wild pig copulating with a gilt…
“Hrrr, Nrrr, Nrrrrr, hhrrrr… Nrrrrrr… NNRRR! Nrrrhh…”

Her whimpers were truly delightful to hear as he kept banging her on that dusty floor. Raping her felt amazing; she was even tighter than he had thought.

Then came the unavoidable explosion of old-creep semen!
“Nrrrrr… Nrrrrrrrr… hhrrrr, hhrrrrrrr, hrrr… NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN NNNNRRRRRRHH!!!”

Elyza sobbed bitterly as she felt the old man’s hot stickiness flooding her womanhood. She nonetheless made the other men laugh as she tightly wrapped her tiny legs around the big man without even realizing it as she was hit by another climax amid her sobs.

She greatly surprised herself as she thought that if that Brian had offered her a good sum of money to let his friends gang-fuck her, she would have accepted. She really was in an altered state.

Dean gave her a farewell kiss followed with a lecherous lick on her face, then he slowly, heavily got back up to his feet and rezipped his jeans. Elyza remained there, panting heavily, looking at the ceiling while trying to register the fact that she had just been raped twice by men three times her age. She actively avoided to look at her boyfriend.

Nothing was ever going to be the same.

TO BE CONTINUED.

vile8r

Good job, @HistBuff! The hotties are getting a pounding from these old buggers and it’s awesome!

Can’t wait for Michael to get his turn with Julie, after the way she’s treated him.

HistBuff

vile8r Thanks, vile8r!

HistBuff

Elyza was handcuffed and had her ankles tied up again, except she was now Eve-naked on the floor, where Tom and Michael both feasted their eyes on her. Even Tom didn’t get to see her in the nude as often as he’d like.

“At last!” Brian shouted, drilling his gaze into Julie!

“No… No, please… No! Noooooo, don’t! Don’t!” Julie said, then screamed as she was seized and untied.

The two big brothers threw her into Brian’s arms.

“Hello, my pretty!” Brian said before forcing a kiss on her, then kissing her all over her face, licking and tasting her tears as she wailed.

Rick and Dean held her while Brian gleefully started undressing the Latina-looking brunette, who stood about five feet four. Off her shoulders went her green-on-white varsity jacket.

Cynthia called her sister’s name as Julie frantically wiggled herself and tried to jerk her wrists out of Dean’s and Rick’s grip. Not happening!

Brian cupped and gently pressed her small breasts through her black shirt, then he gave it a powerful jerk and a sharp sound of ripping fabric filled the room along with Julie’s shrill scream of horror.

“Nooooooooooo you fk’ng creep!”

She had a plain-looking white bra, which Brian grabbed with both hands and pushed up her upper chest, holding her breath as he uncovered Julie’s puffy nipples—brown girly circles on small and slightly pointy breasts, small in size, yet incredibly arousing with their intimate tinge of pale bronze.

“Oohh, yeah!” Brian uttered as he went down on her boobs and started avidly licking, kneading and sucking, going very gently, yet cupping these small tits with an all-encompassing grip.

Julie was breathing heavily amid her loud protests. Brian ignored Cynthia’s yelling as she kept calling him and old perv. Brian stopped and spoke…

“Hmmm… You’re a lovely girl, Julie, never let yourself think your breasts are too small; touching and tasting them give me immense pleasure, Julie. I’m now going to show you how a real man eats a girl’s pussy!”

It took three full seconds for Julie to realize that Brian was taking her jeans off. She started to wail and scream again in protest as the old, wiry-strong man yanked her running shoes off and pulled her jeans clean off her feet. While the two big brothers held her arms, he removed her black socks to take a look at her girly feet, which greatly added to his excitement.

“You are really beautiful, Julie!” Brian said as he admired the youthful splendour of her teenage legs. Then, she screamed a shrill “Nooooooooo!” as she felt his hand on her crotch; he grabbed her pink panties and yanked them away, letting out a loud whistle as he found her forested cunt, which formed a neat triangle of raven hair standing watch over her slit.

That patch of intimate hair danced and wiggled as the twin brothers lifted her up and placed her on the antique table. Ignoring her protests, Brian pushed her legs open and buried his face between her silky thighs. Grabbing her hips, he started licking her folds and quickly found her entrance and clit with his darting tongue.

He soon had the teen girl moaning and whimpering out loud; he was driving her mad with forced pleasure as he tasted her plentiful juices. Julie had no idea a man could be this good. The experience was changing the way she looked at boys her own age. Her ex boyfriend was a very handsome teenage guy, but he was also quite selfish in bed. He had pressured her into having sex before she was ready, and when he had taken her virginity, he had taken his own pleasure without much thought for her.

And now, she was getting raped by an old man who was forcing her body into a wild state of slutty bliss. He was indeed very gentle, just like he had said. If this were not a rape done by a bunch of creeps in a so-called haunted house, she would have liked this. The whole thing was so unfortunate! She couldn’t morally allow herself to like what he was doing, yet her young body reacted like wildfire!

Brian kept going until she screamed and begged him to stop, urging him not to do this to her, but he kept going and soon felt her thighs and her womanhood shudder under a huge wave of climax. Julie screamed…

“Ooaaaaahhhh Naooo! aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA aaaaaahhh!”

“All right! She’s ready to be fucked! Hold her fast; I’m going to give her a rough shaking she will never forget!” Brian told Rick and Dean. Oh boy! This was really worth the trouble. These girls were lovely.

Julie had to tightly bite her lips shut. Her body was trying to make her say “Yes, fuck me!” Her state of forced arousal was insane.

Before long, she was sliding on the tabletop, her legs propped up, ankles resting on Brian’s shoulders as he was furiously banging her. Rick and Dean kept holding her wrists; all three men were hypnotized by her small breasts that kept jiggling in short, urgent strokes under the angry pounding she was taking, moaning and whimpering against her will as she felt Brian’s Viagra-hard dick violate her deeply.

She screamed against the echoing ceiling as she was hit by a second orgasm, this one a lot more powerful. She found herself hoping she was being filmed and on display live while she was getting bucked on that table with her legs propped all the way up, her feet right against Brian’s face.

Brian grabbed her delightful ankles and rested her feet on his bare chest as he had just gotten rid of his sweater. Feeling the direct contact of these girly feet on him, he experienced his throbbing dick getting harder and swoller inside Julie as he felt himself near the edge.

Then he passed it and rammed his dick repeatedly home while furiously holding her ankles to keep her legs folded and slanted enough for him to watch her urgently bouncing tits and her bobbing head. Then, he finally screamed her name as his manhook ran wild…

“Nrrrhh! JULIE!!! AAARRHHNNGGGGHH DJNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! OH GOD! Julie, you’re an amazing girl!”

Brian felt the massive ropes of jizz shoot out of his cock and leave him with a sense of hot wobbleness coursing his legs. He kept bucking her and remained inside as long as he could. He reluctantly pulled out of her. Before he left, he stooped down and gave her a fatherly kiss while gently stroking her neck.

“It was amazing, honey!” he whispered at the girl, who was positively shocked. How could a rapist be so gentle? It sent shivers of unexplained fear down her spine.

Then it was Rick’s turn. He looked at Elyza, who was lying down on the floor, naked and exhausted after two rapes. Then, he looked at the brunette who was still panting on the table, her cunt filled with Brian’s seed. Sloppy seconds… Finally, he took a long look at the third girl, who looked back at him in a suddenly alarmed state; this one was still unscathed.

Julie screamed and wailed as she lay down naked on the floor, tied up again, next to Elyza. She couldn’t bear to watch the horrendous scene unfold before her very eyes. They were taking her young sister!

“No! No! Cynthia… Cynthia… Not my little sis, you monsters!”

Rick had suddenly noticed the perfect shapes of Cynthia’s breasts teasing his cock from under her black, short-sleeve shirt, which had a front zipper that went down between and below her breasts.

Rick lowered that zipper, then he roughly pulled the wailing girl’s shirt down her shoulders and arms, grabbing the straps of her bra and lowering them as well. He further pulled everything down and uncovered the most youthful pair of breasts he had seen in a very, very long time. Her perky nipples were no longer a secret to a man’s gaze.

Rick ordered her to get down on her knees in front of him.

“Noooooo! Please, Sir! Don’t force me to do this!” Cynthia begged.

“Untie me! Untie me and I’ll suck your dick!” Julie offered, ready to take her sister’s spot.

But Rick took his pistol and put the barrel on Cynthia’s temple.

“Get down on your knees!”, he barked at the topless college girl.

Cynthia obeyed.

Rick then presented her with the barrel of his gun. He ordered her to suck the gun’s barrel with her mouth. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth and started sucking the thing.

As he watched her give fellatio to his gun, the sixty-year-old man unzipped his pants. Before long, the gun was replaced by the old man’s fleshy dick.

“Now, girl, take me in your mouth, and no teeth, or else I’ll splatter your sister’s brains on that wall right in front of you! Now, young princess, you shut up and you suck dick! And you look up at me while you do this! Come on! What are you waiting for?”

Cynthia, who never had a boyfriend before, found herself with the foul taste of an old creep’s meat inside her lovely mouth. Rick immensely enjoyed watching her pretty face as she bobbed back and forth, coating the full seven inches of his shaft with her warm saliva. She looked so cute in her red pants!

Then, she started to wail and cry, but she was too scared to stop; she kept pleasuring the large old man while looking up into his eyes like he had ordered her to. He was grunting and stroking her raven hair as she kept sucking, doing her best to ignore the revolting taste and contact; she would never forget this; no future boyfriend would ever make her do this.

Rick motioned her to stop after she had tasted his precum and nearly retched.

“All right! You’re a very good girl!” he said. “Now, I’m going to reward you with a much better fuck than any of your boyscout boyfriends ever gave you! Bend over, on all fours! Now!”

“Please… I’m, I’m… I’m virgin! I’ll suck you off and swallow if you want, but please…”

Rick threatened her with his pistol again; he had unloaded it to make sure it was safe as he didn’t intend to kill any of these lovely girls. The fact she was a virgin had made him twice as hard.

The scared girl complied. She was soon down on all fours, where Rick knelt behind her and urgently undid her belt, pulled her red pants down, along with lime-green panties, and uncovered an ungodly beautiful butt. There are no words to describe Cynthia’s derriere; it was gorgeous with perfectly graceful curves. Seeing it turned his dick to stone.

Rick blissfully pushed his granite cock against the girl’s tight entrance, which was rather dry. He pushed hard, and harder still, like a complete madman! The poor girl screamed in agonizing pain while her elder sister wailed in her shared suffering as the old man strained and pushed and shoved.

“A-yyaarrrrhH!” he roared as something suddenly gave way and he found himself halfway inside the screaming virgin, whom he started to rape with unbridled abandon, pushing his dick a little deeper on each stroke. Rick raped her silently, doggy style, his eyes wide open and his loose mouth letting spill some frothing slobber as he kept raping her with ungodly satisfaction.

Her pristine white butt repeatedly collided against his lap. The whiteness of the heart-shaped curves was intensified to preternatural intensity by her black shirt, which was still covering her backside. Her red pants were lowered mid-thighs, just enough to fully display the curvy firmness of her derriere and let the old man fuck her from behind.

Rick grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms back for added leverage as he grunted like a possessed monkey. Back in 1991, he had raped a snobbish 2nd Lieutenant, fresh out of Westpoint, in that same style. She had screamed like a sow while the entire squad was cheering for him; he had been one of the ten men who had raped her on Iraqi sand under a hell-hot sun.

Cynthia felt nothing but unbearable pain, as she had been taken unprepared. After a few minutes, the pain lessened and became mixed with a diffuse and weird sense of pleasure as she kept bitterly sobbing the loss of her innocence; the voice of her sister acted like a further sting in her side; why couldn’t she just shut the fuck up? She knew all right that she was undergoing the worst thing that could happen to a woman!

Then, she realized… She was a woman; that disgusting creep was making her a woman. She felt the painful urgency with which he was now grabbing her waist and knew instinctively that the rape was coming to its sickly conclusion.

Rick twitched and looked up at the ceiling, before he rammed his dick deep inside her and let out a long, inarticulate growl as he blissfully released his load. She felt how massive it was and she cried bitterly, as she wasn’t on the pill and there was a real risk that her youthful egg could receive an unwelcome vistitor that would change her life for ever.

This was hell. She was done with exploring haunted houses. This would remain her first and last field trip.

TO BE CONTINUED

HistBuff

Ron had been salivating the whole time he watched the 18-year-old student getting urgently pounded by Rick “Gunnie Boy”. The sight of her teenage butt was hypnotizing him. As Rick let out a prolonged growl while the other brunette was wailing in shrill notes of despair, Ron suddenly became aware of a surprising thing… He was super-hard and ready to fuck.

“I’m next on that girl! I’m next!” Ron yelled as he saw Rick pulling out her destroyed virginity.

“Fair enough!” Brian replied. “We each got our share according to the cards we drew. And it’s good to see you in such a… Hey, Ron, don’t go too hard on her!”

Ron had rushed on the unfortunate girl; he had forcefully grabbed her hips and knelt down behind her. Now he had his throbbing dick deep inside her and he was making her beg and whimper for her dear life as he was frantically impaling her in repeated, wicked strokes that filled the room with the echoing sounds of flesh smashing on flesh each time he was blissfully driving her butt into his lap.

Cynthia was shaken back and forth like a weightless toy as this gross, bearded geezer was using her like a lunatic. That old, vagrant-looking man didn’t look like much; he was small next to the large man who had just taken her virginity, but she never could possibly imagine that he would display such strength and power. She felt it through his hands on her waist and, most of all, through each pulverizing dick thrust he was giving her, forcing her to utter a loud whimper each time as her petite frame was jabbed forward, then stopped by his wild hold on her waist and savagely yanked back as she got impaled once again on his hard-punishing dick.

She heard Julie shouting and begging them to leave her little sis alone. Cynthia already had enough experience to know this begging would only make their captors laugh. She was on a very steep learning curve as she kept hearing the animalistic grunts of this old man who was gripping her curves with white knuckles and kept driving his hard shaft deep inside her in devastating jabs.

Cynthia was now supporting her weight on her elbows and she felt the side of her face sliding on the dusty floor as she kept receiving the old man’s fury. She began to moan and felt an upcoming surge of bliss mixed with her sense of horror and disgust. She realized that she was taking his dick at such an angle that he was rubbing her clit in a way her body liked.

She vaguely heard the other men commenting on the beauty of what they called “a lovely teen girl’s ass”. She instinctively pressed her chest even lower by widening her elbows, propping her rear-end even higher and offering these creeps an even better view on her protruding derriere. The angle was now perfect; her clit was rubbed exactly the way her evil self wanted.

Cynthia lost track of where she was. She moaned with deafening intensity as she pictured herself being a Nazi officer who just got captured by a platoon of Mongolian-looking Soviet soldiers as Berlin fell.

The politically-correct leftist indulged in her forbidden fantasy. As she got mercilessly pounded by the vagrant-looking old man, she pictured herself being thrashed doggy style by one of these rugged, Mongolian-looking soldiers as they started taking their turns inside her, a young German officer, whom they didn’t bother to undress completely. They had just removed enough of her garments to enjoy the view on her butt and access her cunt.

Julie was positively horrified as she heard and saw her little sis getting so savagely raped by this filthy nobody. And Cynthia sounded like she was enjoying this; Julie had sometimes overheard her through the closed door of her bedroom. These were the same sorts of moans and groans, but they were twenty times more intense. And these old creeps stood there and enjoyed the show.

She felt a weird sense of pride too; all the female members of her family, all her cousins and relatives, were attractive girls and women with dark hair and a gorgeous butt. Cynthia’s butt was probably the most beautiful of them all. She even surprised herself hoping they would force her to pleasure her sister, as she had such thoughts of lesbian desire for her; thoughts that were hidden in the deepest reaches of her darkest dreams.

Then, Julie became aware of someone licking her butt. She had no idea who it was, but she instantly understood that either Michael or Tom had slithered himself close to her. Now he was getting a taste of her derriere, and doing so silently as to hide his identity. Julie closed her eyes and started envisioning Tom. She had always secretly fancied Elyza’s boyfriend, so the feel of this tongue exploring her butt curves was something she decided to welcome.

Then, Julie saw Tom slithering his tied-up frame toward her and getting closer; he was in FRONT of her! Oh no… Michael was the one licking her butt. Gross! She slithered herself away, but Michael’s tongue followed her butt, and then she was stopped by Tom and found herself sandwiched between Tom and Michael, both of whom had refused to let their handcuffs and bonds get in the way of an immediate share of the party. They were taking advantage of Julie’s position between them.

“Oh, my God! Michael! Stop this, Michael, stop th… Mmmhhhfff…”

Tom pressed his lips against Julie’s. She first tried to turn away from his assaults, but she was quickly overwhelmed by her secret lust for her best friend’s boyfriend. Julie surrendered and let herself be kissed and licked, delightfully receiving Tom’s attentions while being disgusted by Michael’s friend-zoned tongue that was now exploring the crack between her butt cheeks, which looked impossibly wide from Michael’s close-up point of view. The nerdy virgin boy just couldn’t believe he presently had his face pressed against Julie’s naked ass.

In the meantime, the room was filled with Ron’s beastly grunting. He was now having a hard time maintaining his erection, and it was taking him forever to ejaculate, although he was playing his favourite fantasy in his mind — a white girl doing humanitarian work in Africa who was getting gang-raped by rebels at a road checkpoint. As he kept his fierce hold on her teenage waist and kept banging her with a dangerously softening rod, he pictured a huge Sudanese Sergeant using her in the exact same way while other rebels were stripping her friend, Julie, naked; their savage hands ripped her safari-style clothes and uncovered her freely moving breasts under the fierce African sun.

Then, as he kept raping her desperately, the teenage brunette bolted and screamed her climax, uttering a long-sustained series of high-pitched groans as she litterally imploded. Ron saw and felt that she was now moving herself in order to meet his impaling dick. He stopped his own movements and ran his hands all around the gorgeous contours of her butt as she kept impaling herself on his Viagra-fed dick, which was now growing back into a rebel-hard stick. Her tight and wet pussy was powerfully massaging his erection, which he felt further expanding inside the teenage girl…

“The teenage girl! I’m fucking the teenage girl, the cute little student! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah…” Ron uttered as he went back into full beast mode, picturing in his mind the burly Sudanese Sergeant as the brute was severely punishing the cute little aid worker beside her stopped rental car, just like he was punishing the whimpering girl on that dusty floor.

Cynthia couldn’t stop herself from whimpering and moaning… “Oooh, oooh, oohh, oohh no… Aaaahh, aaahh, aahh, aaahh I’m a fucking Nazi slut!”

Ron pounded Cynthia with all he had, gleefully watching her white butt as he kept savagely banging her doggy style. She was still wearing her black tank-top and the contrast against her naked flesh was mind-boggling. “The teenage girl! I’m fucking the teenage girl, the cute little student! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah…” he kept repeating as he felt himself tipping the no-return scale, while the girl, amid her moans and whimpers, kept talking about herself being a Nazi girl getting fucked by a bunch of Russian soldiers in Berlin.

He felt herself hit a second climax under his hands and heard her powerful moaning sounds. And as he heard the wonderful tune of her high-pitched voice, the old man opened his mouth wide and finally let out a primal scream as his dick blissfully detonated as he kept savagely driving her lovely teenage butt into his lap…

“yAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! The cute little student’ I’m… NnyaAAAAARRHHH! All inside herRRRHH!”

As he screamed through his filthy beard, the ugly old man felt the heat of several bolts of semen being spewed out of his ran-amok dick. He dumped the massive load inside the girl while he kept running his hands on her life-altering butt curves, his eyes drinking her pure whiteness and his mind picturing the Sudanese rebels bucking her with their big, midnight-black dicks as she kept begging them to stop and reminding them about her diplomatic immunity.

The entire room was filled with an urgent sense of lust as the three other creeps looked at the conclusion of the preposterous copulating session. If there were any ghosts in that house, they were probably watching the show and masturbating in whatever ghostly way they had at their untangible disposal.

All three men had grown buck-hard from watching Ron banging that young girl doggy style. They were organically following the card draw’s order, so it was now Dean’s turn. And Dean was good to go.

He looked at the two pretty-boys making out with the other brunette, who was tied-up and naked between them, while the blond girl was now yelling at her boyfriend and telling him to stop cheating on her, all to no avail. He smiled and considered taking another fuck from that lovely petite blonde, but the cute young brunette that Ron had just filled up looked too inviting to miss the opportunity.

Dean “That’s Amore” Martin gleefully put his hands on Cynthia while Ron moved away, having a hard time getting back on his feet, for his legs were very wobbly, thanks to the huge ejaculation he had just experienced.

As he flipped Cynthia on her back and gently kissed the exhausted girl, Dean tenderly stroked her hair and told her this position would be a lot more comfortable for her little knees.

The girl nodded instinctively and felt some surprising gratitude for her rapist. Indeed, her knees were bruised and killing her after the prolonged doggy style rape sessions, for the wooden floor was oak-hard like the floor of any self-respecting haunted house.

Dean sang “Sway” by Dean Martin as he lifted her black top to uncover her snow-white torso and her black bra, which nested a lovely pair of breasts in their teenage splendour. He kept singing as he ran his hands around the countours of these fine specimens of fist-sized firmness, then he caressed them very gently as he kept singing “Sway”…

When marimba rhythms start to play,
Dance with me, make me sway.
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore,
Hold me close, sway me more!

Cynthia, who was born several years after the passing of that old-time crooner, had no idea what that song was, but it felt so fucking unreal! She had expected this ugly old creep to rush at her and savagely rape her, but he was gently caressing her breasts and taking his time. He had not even got rid of her bra yet; he had merely tucked up her shirt to gain access to her breasts, which she already felt swell under his gentle touch.

She was in such a state of physical arousal that she moaned with unwilling delight whenever she felt his hands or fingers brushing her nipples, which were incredibly sensitive. He kept singing as she was now panting hard and wondering when he was going to uncover her breasts to touch her skin on skin.

Like a flower bending in the breeze,
Bend with me, sway with ease.
When we dance, you have a way with me,
Stay with me, sway with me…

Cynthia felt so ashamed! She started to cry, this time out of anger at herself, as she realized that she was eager for that moment when that old creep would finally take her bra off and she’d feel him directly on her. Her bra was a model that one unfastened from the front; he was bound to notice this.

But the pale-faced, white-bearded man kept running his hands on her pleasure-swollen boobs and kept singing…

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you;
Only you have that magic technique…
When we sway, I go weak!

Cynthia was now panting like crazy. When was he going to undress her completely? She knew and dreaded the fact that her next rape was as inevitable as death, yet her breasts were now craving that old creep’s touch. She had no idea that he would be this good in the art of caressing a girl’s breasts. His bearded face reminded her of an old janitor in high school. This was the very first time anyone touched her in that way, but she could tell that no boy of her own age would be this skilled… And now he had her almost begging him to take her bra off!

She was crying bitterly, filled with shame and anger at herself. He had made her a slut, an old man’s slut!

“Oh, don’t cry, my sweet girl!” Dean said as he gently kissed her, making her feel the revolting contact of his well-furnished white beard and giving her a close-up view of his wrinkled eyes and his bald head. Yet she was in such a wild state that his very ugliness made her even hornier— the contrast between her youth and his ugliness was driving her nuts! Ditto for the obliteration of all social barriers between them. He spoke again…

“Do you want me to suck your breasts and eat your pussy?”

“Yes!” Cynthia almost screamed in his face, with tears running down her pretty brown eyes. Her two previous rapists had defeated her body; this one had defeated her soul.

Cynthia bitterly cried and moaned with heat coursing all over her petite body as she felt his hands unfastening the front of her bra. She heard the satisfied grunt he exhaled as he finally discovered the perfect firmness of her swollen breasts, topped with her wine-red nipples that she felt electrified under his close-up gaze.

She moaned amid her sobs as she sensed the closeness of his approaching mouth. Then, she moaned even louder when she felt his fingers following the circle of her areola on her left boob. Then, she went nuts as he began kissing and licking her other nipple, letting his leecherous tongue play with the free movement of her girly mound.

“Oh, God!” Dean thought as he delightfully enjoyed the scent, feel and warmth of her tender breasts.

Cynthia was one of these women who could climax through breast play alone. Dean sensed this as he began to knead her boobs, gleefully enjoying the way her firmness yielded under his touch. The taste of her nipples made him gorilla-hard, but he had decided to really take his time and show this youngster what an experienced man could do to her.

He kept kneading and sucking her breasts and took note of what she liked the most. Her favourite was having her left breast gently pressed and kneaded under one hand while he was engulfing her other tit in his mouth. He had tried the opposite side, but this side worked the best, and it was more enjoyable to cup her left breast while sucking the right nipple, since her left boob was slightly larger. There were also two dark dots near her left nipple — twin birth marks that he loved to watch.

Dean kept doing exactly this… He gently pressed and kneaded her left breast while avidly sucking her wonderful nipple on the opposite side. He listened to her increasingly intense moaning, and kept going and immensely enjoying the feel and taste of these teenage tits. He no longer felt any shame and freely indulged in his sexual kink; nothing attracted him more strongly than teenage girls.

He finally felt the sobbing girl bolt under him as she filled the room with a loud roar of pure bliss. This is what he had been waiting for. Dean urgently went down and savagely pulled all her lower clothes from her; with raging hands, he discarded her pants, her panties and her running shoes along with her socks.

The girl reacted with loud moans and she yelped with something like shame, sorrow and pleasure as he pushed her legs wide apart and pressed his face against her dark beaver. She was really hairy, like many girls Dean had known in his own youth, as most women didn’t shave at all back in 1980.

Dean buried his nose in her lush forest of hair. He ate her pussy until Cynthia screamed with another forced climax. He drank her female cum and then he looked at her with his old man’s mouth glistening with her juices.

“Do you want to take my dick inside you, sweet girl?”

“N… Yes…” she whispered. Then, she cried again in anger at herself. And all this was happening right in front of her sister! What a shame!

“No one must ever know about this!” Cynthia firmly decided in her mind.

As she took that wise decision, Elyza’s reliable camera was still mounted on its tripod and running, capturing all that was happening in that room. It was set to go live on YouTube at nine P.M., and it was presently 20:57 on the clock.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Cynthia felt her pussy nearly squirt with forced excitement as Dean “That’s Amore” lifted her and carried her with ease. He put the naked girl on the massive oak table and proceeded to fuck her with her legs propped up in the same way that Brian had raped Elyza earlier on that evening.

The teen girl moaned and whimpered like crazy as she felt Dean’s ramming dick shaking her back and forth, right down to her core. She no longer needed to be held in place. She accepted her defeat and let her bodily urges run away with her.

She groaned loudly when she felt his strong grip on her ankles. The old bearded man pressed the soles of her feet against his face as he kept fucking her. He immensely enjoyed the girly scent as he licked her small feet; she burst out in laughter from the tickling contact. He kept banging her like a total savage while tickling her feet with his tongue.

The camera had gone live for about a minute. The YouTube viewers were positively shocked.

The first thing they saw was a teenage girl getting banged by some ugly old man on a massive table in what looked like a large room in a derelict mansion. Elyza was nowhere to be seen on screen; she had promised something shocking for Halloween. The viewers had to sign in to confirm their age; they had assumed it was because they would see something really scary and possibly gory, but they had no idea it would be sex-related.

The viewers watched the scene with their jaws dropped. The girl was moaning and getting tickled under her feet; she wasn’t being restrained in any way, so they all thought she was consenting. Only a few observant persons felt that something was off. Elyza’s voice was heard off-screen. She was calling someone a fucking asshole and a dirty cheat.

Tom was still kissing Julie. He was presently kissing and sucking her breasts as best as his bonds allowed him to, while Michael was now very intimate with Julie’s derriere. Her girly scent was enough as of itself to get him raging-hard. Both lads had peed their jeans, but they didn’t let this stop them.

Dean lowered his face and let Cynthia’s feet pat his bald scalp. Oh, Jesus, did the old man love her girly freshness on his head!

He kept banging her with drilling rams with his old uncle’s shaft while her virgin-tight walls kept fiercely massaging his meat. His grunts of piggish satisfaction filled the room and were heard globally without his knowledge.

He tightly grabbed her waist, letting her feet fall and rest by his shoulders while he started to drive her into him and shake her small frame as if she were receiving 750-volt electric shocks. Her hair was a raven blur as her head kept wildly bobbing; her breasts were a jiggling confusion of girly flesh; her whiteness was the dominant feature; it was greatly highlighted against the dark table and the dark background of the old mansion.

Her wine-red nipples bounced on top of her boobs, perfectly displayed under the lamps. The numbers shown on screen indicated a raise in the room’s temperature. The 500 k viewers were glued to their screens; nearly all men had a raging erection. Some couples had a jealousy quarrel; other were urgently fucking wherever they were. Some friends became friends with benefits on that Halloween night. Some marriages got in trouble.

The Halloween spirit ran around all neighbourhoods, rich or poor as the YouTube footage went viral.

Cynthia groaned and let out a wild crescendo of high-pitched whimpers as she hit yet another orgasm. There were beads of sweat all over her pristine body. Her legs and feet cast a very potent spell on male viewers, who seriously envied the old bugger, who was huffing and puffing as he kept banging the pretty girl like a beastly savage.

The YouTube viewers all saw Dean opening his mouth wide, oblivious of the frothing slobber that was spilling out, and then time stopped. The big, bald-headed man with a large white beard let out a savage scream of relief as he finally let go a huge load of sperm.

Oh, Lord Jesus! This felt so God-damned good! A river of semen rushed out of his throbbing cock in angry ropes of thick stickiness. The whimpering girl received all this hot spunk while looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

This emptiness in her eyes and something sad in her expression was noticed by some rare viewers, a couple of whom red-flagged the video to YouTube.

In the meantime, Brian took his prize with Elyza. He gleefully played with her legs and feet, tasting the girly salt of her cold sweat. Rubbing her little feet on his dick was off-the-charts amazing. It grew him a raging erection.

Brian left Elyza in her bonds. She sobbed and weakly begged him to stop as he placed her on her knees, bent over with her hands painfully cuffed behind her while her face and chest rested on the dusty floor.

He raped her from behind in this position. The sobbing girl spent the next few minutes with her left cheek sliding on the floor while she took Brian’s jabbing dick deep, very deep inside her. He raped her angrily as if he was exacting revenge for some wrong she had done him; perhaps he was angry because she was young and beautiful and she was no longer available to men his age, unless he bent the rules in his own way, like a prisoner bending the bars of his cell window to escape the prison of Social Norms.

Brian pulled out of her after he had precummed, while his dick was granite hard. He pushed it a little higher and strained to force open the rosebud of her asshole.

“Noooooooo! Not this! Please! Anything… But not in my ass!”

Brian ignored her pleas and strained harder. Her juices acted as a lubricant. He soon made his way inside her girly rectum and began to push and pull repeatedly, as fast and urgently as he could while he let Elyza’s teenage butt operate its magic and keep his dick granite hard as he anally raped her.

Brian was now grunting loud and clear; he sounded like a rutting baboon as he gleefully felt her indescribable tightness, raping her ass while caressing the contours of her thin waist and the intoxicating curves of her hips and butt. He also often looked down where her small feet rested like some quiet remote area, far from the bustling centres where things were going wild. The dishevelled mass of her golden hair was equally delightful to watch. What an amazing fuck she was!

Feeling the upcoming surge of relief, Brian thought of the first time he had seen Elyza in person; she wore simple clothes, like the typical university girl, and looked at him with a neutral, polite gaze, like any 20-year-old cashier would look at some middle-aged customer. And now… Now he had her down on all fours and she was taking his cock deep in her ass while her pretty face kept sliding on the dusty floor!

“Aaahhrrr! Yes! Yes! Yes! Elyza… ELYZAAA NNNNNNNNNGGGGGJJDDDHHHHH!!!”

Brian had suddenly uttered his loud delight and flooded her rectum with a heavy load of his old man’s cum as she bitterly cried.

On the large oak table, Rick “Gunnie Boy” was presently raping Cynthia doggy style. Her pretty face was sliding hard on the tabletop, and her limp arms were resting on either side of her dishevelled head. She took his savage dick thrusts deep inside her womanhood, uttering high-pitched moans in rhythm with the renewed pounding she was receiving.

Neither of she and Rick realized they were live on YouTube. Elyza was shell-shocked by her anal rape; she had even forgotten that the camera existed. Tom was way too busy kissing and sucking Julie’s small tits while the girl kept whispering his name. Michael knew nothing else than Julie’s butt, which was now covered with his slobber as he kept licking it.

Rick was stark naked for all on YouTube to see. His beer belly gave some measure of grossness as it kept flabbing on top of Cynthia’s firm butt, which was constantly driven against and slapping his large and fat frame. His loud gorilla grunts, her whimpers and the smacking sounds of their flesh colliding together were broadcasted worldwide as well.

A retired sheriff was watching the channel and wanking to the surreal show. That girl on screen looked gorgeous. She had rather long, slender legs, and her butt… No words! He urgently masturbated and soon concluded with a gigantic shower of semen that soiled his basement carpet. He was alone in his old man’s room, where his wife almost never set foot. He hoped he would get to see Elyza in the nude as well. His friend, Brian Quaid, had highly recommended him the channel, which he had been following for over three weeks.

Rick soon concluded the tabletop rape with unrestrained abandon. He looked and sounded like a horny lunatic who had escaped the institution and raped some girl he had found in a park. He had his hand on her upper back as he kept pounding her while he growled like a sick bear and felt his legs go wobbly under him as thick ropes of hot cum left him and filled Cynthia up.

“Oooohh shit! Oohh fuck! Oohh, she’s so fucking amazing… Oohh, girl! Daddy is really happy with you!” the exhausted 60-year-old man uttered as he kissed the raven-haired girl all the way down her backside, finishing with a prolonged flurry of kisses on the smooth skin of her ungodly butt, which he held in his hands and reluctantly left.

The retired sheriff saw a tall, thin man enter the screen. He high-fived the large man who had just raped the girl.

The ex-sheriff started. He knew that man… Brian! Brian Quaid! What the hell was he doing there? Lucky him!

He saw Brian help the dark-haired girl to get up from the table. The naked girl looked completely exhausted; the blank stare of her eyes added to his suspicion. Something didn’t add up.

“I think we’ve all earned a nice lunch break!” Brian announced using an all-inclusive tone. Then, the YouTube screen went dead. YouTube had taken note of the red flags and duly concluded that the content was too much on the inappropriate side and some bodyparts should have been blurred on screen. At any rate, this was unfit for live broadcast.

The retired sheriff picked up his phone and called the station.

“Hey Jude. I’d like to have you check the IP adress of the YouTube vid I’m going to send you. I need the location. Hurry up; it’s urgent! … All right! Thanks, Jude!”

TO BE CONTINUED

leftwanting

HistBuff She no longer needed to be held in place. She accepted her defeat and let her bodily urges run away with her.

I empathise with this moment..

HistBuff

John Allison, a retired sheriff with 28 years of exemplary service under his belt, quickly formed a plan in his mind. This was a huge opportunity for him to taste a nice piece of pussy. From what he had heard off-screen, there was at least a second girl in the lot.

He couldn’t wait for Jude to call him back. What was taking her so long, dammit?

The phone rang. It was an antiquated black dial model with a straight cable that had once belonged to his father. He picked it up, holding his breath.

It was Jude all right.

“Oh, it is that old house?! Are you sure, Jude?” he said, doing his best to speak calmly and hide his high excitement. This was exactly what he was hoping for; he had strongly suspected this to be the old MacTavish house, and now it was confirmed.

Jude was positive. The signal came from there.

Making sure to keep calm, he called the sheriff’s office. A young, rookie deputy picked up the phone.

“Hi Mr. Allison! What can I do for you? Has a ghost been sighted somewhere? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”

“Well, perhaps there is, Bud. There seems to be a bunch of youths doing some practical joke or throwing a party at the old MacTavish house. I’m just going to take a look over there and make sure everything is all right… No, don’t bother. It’s probably all fine; I just want them to see a uniform so they don’t break anything. I kind of love this old haunted house… Yep! Yep. I’ll sure drop by for a beer next Friday night… All right, bye young fella!”

“Excellent! The coast is clear!” thought the ex-sheriff as he hung up the phone.

He went to his son’s room and told him to get changed to go out. His son was 27 and a virgin. His life had always been nothing but mysery anytime he had been at school, at work or anywhere else where there were normal people. Let’s just say that Isaac was on the really ugly side of things on the attraction spectrum. Isaac had tons of sexual urges that had never found any venting medium other than his hand and on-screen images of naked girls.

His father had to repeat twice when he said they were going to the MacTavish house to fuck some pretty chicks. Isaac couldn’t believe his ears.

“Yes, sonny!” boasted John Allison. “Don’t you think it’s time for you to lose your cherry? And I’ve seen the girls. They are really pretty!”

Isaac was quickly dressed and out. He took his seat on the ride side in his dad’s 4×4 pick-up. Both men were wearing plaid shirts and jeans along with country boots and stetson hats. The ex-county sheriff was wearing his gun belt with a loaded magnum .44, which he wasn’t expecting to use in the least, except perhaps to have one of the girls sucking the barell… after he had taken the bullets out of course. His friend Brian had always reminded him of this, and he was right.

As he drove, the tall old man thought of his failed marriage. All had been good while he was in office, but once he was retired, things got bad and went from bad to worse. Amanda had suspected he was seeing some young female deputy behind her back. She had been right.

Fucking that 28-year-old law enforcement girl had been a fulfilled fantasy; what a rush when he had mounted her as she took him bent over on the hood of her patrol car! The affair had cost him his 33-year marriage. Was it worth it? Maybe, maybe not.

Becca, that was that girl’s name, had refused to let Isaac touch her, but John had kept insisting. She was adamant; the idea of doing anything intimate with this ugly young man was enough to make her vomit. He loved his son so much that he kept pressuring her, as he knew it would be such a huge turn-on to watch the red-haired beauty getting drilled by his not-so-handsome son.

In spite of her patience, Becca had exploded in anger one night when John asked her to “only” let Isaac suck her breasts. That was it! John’s demands had followed a downward ease-up, from letting Isaac fuck her missionary style, to taking him doggy style so she wouldn’t have to see his face, to giving him a blowjob, and now down to letting him play with her boobs. She had had enough and slammed the door as she left for good.

It had been three years since John had had a woman in his life. He had thought of apologizing to Becca and getting back with her on her own condition (no Isaac), but he was too proud. He had also thought of abducting Becca so he and Isaac could rape her over and over again, but he feared the consequences if she spoke up and nothing was triggering him to take such a bold step as to become a criminal.

Now, there had been a trigger — ElyzaPlaysOuija and her surprising video!

He was sure Elyza was there. She must have been the girl he had heard whimpering and groaning off-screen. As he drove on the forest trail and was getting near the old house, John took his cellphone and called Brian, his longtime friend. He wanted them to know he was coming so he wouldn’t risk getting accidentally shot by Rick and Dean.

Dean had been the guy on screen, and John knew that Dean never did anything without his twin brother Rick, who was the “Gunnie Boy” and a former Marine Sergeant.

“Hello John! Long time no see!” Brian said to the retired sheriff as he hugged him and shook hands with the man’s son.

While his friend shook hands with the Martin brothers and Ron, Brian looked at Elyza’s pretty face, then at Isaac stay-home face. He felt a gigantic erection starting to push the front of his denim trousers as he pictured the scary-ugly guy raping the pretty blonde.

This was going to be fun! The more people, the merrier!

The girls and both male prisoners had been escorted outside, one by one, to relieve themselves. Julie had been scared by the sound of an owl on a tree as she took a piss while shivering from the chilly night. Then, she remembered that she was naked and the captive of a bunch of creeps and she got a lot scarier. Were they going to kill her along with her friends after they were done? There were no witnesses.

The old men had brought some nice food — sandwiches and macaroni salad along with canned beer. They even gave chocolate to the girls, who felt a tinge of gratitude as the chocolate tasted like heaven after what they had just been through.

Then two newcomers came.

“Look at that creepo guy!” thought Julie as she saw Isaac. Elyza and her sister Cynthia looked at him with as much terror as if he were a genuine zombie. He still looked better than a living dead, but barely. Isaac was a freak of nature and not in a good way.

“Ladies!” Brian bellowed. “We have guests. And here (putting his hand on Isaac’s well-built shoulder) we have a very special guest!”

Brian looked at the three girls in silence, basking in the terrified looks they were casting at the “special guest”. Then he gave them a command… “Say hi to your new friend Isaac!”

None of the girls made a sound. Brian looked at them angrily and gestured in a threatening way.

Elyza got the message…
“Uh… Hi… I… Izak…”

Brian shouted in anger…
“You disappoint me! Either you say hi and do everything I say or we will let Isaac rape one of you in the ass and then all of you will have to suck his dick and taste shit! So, now, say hi to Isaac!”

“Hi, Isaac,” Elyza uttered with reluctance. Brian looked at Julie, then at Cynthia and nodded.

“Hell… Hello Isaac!” Julie blurted out.
“Hi Isaac, n… nice meeting you…” Cynthia let slip.

“That’s better, but you still have way to go,” Brian conceded, still looking at them with a stern face. “Now, ask him which one of you he’d like to fuck first! Come on! We don’t have all night…”

All three girls began to bawl and wail in horror. They knew it! They knew this dreaded request was coming next!

“Come on! Say it!” Brian said in a dead-cold voice while giving them a spine-chilling stare. Then he smiled and said “The guy’s a virgin. He wants his trick or treat for Halloween and you are going to give him both! A trick with your mouth to make him hard and a treat with the treasures of your body!”

Isaac was staring at the girls. He was especially staring at pretty Elyza, who began to cry in despair as she sensed his preferrence for her blonde’s charms.

Indeed, the blonde girl reminded Isaac of one of the most popular girls in his high school. He had given her a short note on a paper, to declare his love for her, and she had read it aloud in front of the entire classroom so everyone could make fun of him. He never forgot. Now, the 27-year-old boy was going to punish that girl, whose nude charms he was drinking with his virgin eyes. Isaac felt the beginning of a raging erection; what was it going to feel like, to be inside her and explode? Tonight was the night!

As the girls were terror-frozen again, Brian took a bowie knife and poised it near the floor where it was just above Ted’s little finger.

“Ladies, either you cooperate or you hear your handsome friend screaming as he loses his fingers one by one. Your decision! After his fingers, I’ll start cutting off your nipples! Your choice!”

Elyza spoke first…
“Hello, Isaac. Uh… Which one… Which one of us would you like to fuck?”

“You, blonde girl, you! I want to fuck you so deep you will never forget!” Isaac replied, panting hard as the reality was truly dawning on him. He was about to fuck a girl, and a gorgeous one at that!

Elyza looked at the floor and bitterly sobbed in terror as if she were about to be carried to the gallows to be hung.

“Yeh, that’s my girl!” Brian approved.

“Oh, God! Now this will be something to see!” said Rick.
“Perfect for Halloween night!” added Dean.
“Come on, son! You got this! Show them who’s boss!” added John.

Brian quickly uncuffed Elyza’s hands and untied her ankles. He then escorted the nude blonde right near Isaac. Elyza was frozen as a statue and unable to look at his freakish face.

Then, she yelped in terrified disgust as the 27-year-old virgin grabbed her petite shoulders and forced-kissed her! The loud slurping sounds filled the room as he proceeded to wet her entire face with his gross attempt at a kiss.

Julie started to bawl and protest as Brian also untied her.

“Since the guy is a virgin, I’d say he deserves two girls at the same time!” Brian announced with a wicked smile.

“Nice touch for my boy, Brian!” the retired sheriff said.
“Indeed!” Rick added.

Julie totally freaked out and felt envy for her own sister. It looked like Cynthia wasn’t going to have to fuck that THING. Getting raped by the old creeps now seemed a bit like a date with a handsome actor in comparison.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Julie thought as Brian kindly escorted her where poor Elyza was enduring Isaac’s leecherous assaults. “I thought it couldn’t get worse! Yuck. What a nightmare!” she added in her mind.

Isaac contemplated Julie’s lovely feet as she sat with her legs crossed nearby to remain on stand-by under Brian’s watchful eyes.

Then, Brian ordered Elyza to get down on her knees and suck the ugly man’s cock. The five old creeps all watched Elyza’s moving curves, especially her pale butt, as she delightfull got down on her knees, where she sobbed and unzipped Isaac’s jeans with a shaky hand.

John Alison had a raging erection as she watched the pretty teen girl taking his son’s hard prick inside her mouth. She began pleasuring him with rivers of tears streaming down her pretty face, her cheek showing the bulge of his meat as she bobbed back and forth under the freak’s sickly grunting. Elyza thought she was going to die as the foul flavor filled her entire soul. She feared Brian, so she kept sucking the guy’s dick.

When she had tasted his precum, she was ordered to stop and wait for Isaac’s command.

The sheriff’s son was to choose which position she was going to take him in. He decided to strip himself naked and lie down on his back. Elyza felt herself almost fainting as Brian ordered her to straddle him.

When Elyza was on top of him and he guided his eager dick inside her entrance, Isaac still couldn’t believe this was happening. He filled the room with his bear-like grunting, and Elyza yelped in aroused disgust, as she got impaled in his dick and he began bouncing her on his lap, grabbing her lithe waist and looking at her perky breasts bouncing away in rhythm with her whimpers. Isaac loved the way the lamplight played on her pale nipples.

They were once again live for a bunch geeks somewhere in Nevada. The teenage boys had managed to hack Elyza’s shut-down channel and resume the live camera shooting. The dorky high-tech nerds baked some popcorn and watched Elyza getting drilled on top of that impossibly ugly dude in the middle of that spooky-looking room. They were recording everything and would then sell the footage; this was really hot stuff!

Brian ordered Julie to come near Elyza and make herself wet by playing with herself. He then asked Isaac if he wanted to try the brunette for a while.

Unsurprisingly, Isaac said “Yes” amid his lewd grunts. There was something in Julie’s face that made most guys want to fuck her or at least wish for her mouth pleasuring their cock.

Julie cried and protested, but she remembered the bowie knife and obeyed. Before long, she had taken Elyza’s spot and was bouncing on the ugly man’s lap. Brian ordered her to look straight into his face as he delightfully watched Julie’s small breasts being cupped by Isaac in a gross display of beauty vs. the beast.

After a few strokes with the pretty brunette, Isaac asked for Elyza’s return, but he surprised Brian as he requested that Julie straddle his face so he could eat her pussy while fucking her blond friend. Isaac had noticed Julie’s lush triangle of black cunt hair and he wanted to taste her turf.

Moments later, Elyza was bouncing herself on Isaac’s dick while having a perfect view on Julie’s butt. Elyza felt a surprising jolt of arousal as she watched her friend’s firm buttocks getting grabbed and squeezed by the freakish man who was now tasting a pussy for the first time in his hapless life. This arousal was forcing loud whimpers out of her as she surged quickly toward an inevitable climax.

Isaac felt the blonde’s climaxing spasms on his dick and heard her orgasmic scream while he ate the brunette’s pussy. Oh, God! This was so amazing! He felt the brunette’s growing arousal as well as her juices bathing his mouth; he also felt that she liked even better his caressing hands on her butt. He took his decision and ordered the blonde off her, which she did immediately with unfathomable relief.

The brunette was now straddling Isaac with her vagina stretched and filled with his throbbing dick. He ordered her to stoop down and kiss him and began raping her as rough as he could while cupping and kneading her butt. He heard her growing moaning and felt her breath on his face as he licked her cheek while feeling her tight vagina gripping him on its velvety glove.

Julie couldn’t believe it! This freak’s hands on her butt were driving her body nuts! Do what she will, her body just loved this man’s touch on her smooth buns. She dreaded her upcoming climax; her only hope was the man filling her up before she unwillingly hit her jackpot. She was sweating profusely and giving him a magic scent to remember her by.

Unfortunately for Julie, Isaac had some degree of porn-induced erectile weakness. It is only the intense hotness of the setting that had allowed him to get hard, but his ejaculation was very long in coming. He kept bouncing her on his lap while kneading her butt and grunting like an ape against her face.

“Oh noo! Oh noo! I’m coming…” Julie cried, then she let out a loud series of high-pitched moans amid her cries of shame, while her monster-ugly rapist kept relentlessly raping her and cupping her ass, using the manly touch that had defeated her.

Shortly after, Isaac filled the room with his scream of relief as he blissfully erupted in a biblical-scale load inside the lovely brunette, consummating their improbable intimity. He had to stop bouncing her on him as the movement got painful. As he stopped, he uttered one last growl and his dick spewed another glorious rope of thick jizz.

Julie took all this wet heat while sobbing and crying. She had no time to recover.

John, the father and retired sheriff, had been watching and masturbating. As soon as his son had pulled out of the brunette, he laid her down on the floor and urgently raped her in missionary style. It only lasted thirty seconds of extreme pounding where the poor girl was utterly shaked as if she were electrocuted, then the old man roared like a madman as he blissfully filled her up.

“Oh… Shit!” he bellowed as he dumped the last of his load inside the teenage student. What a fucking rush! He hadn’t got his cum inside such a young girl in forty years.

A few paces away, Brian was mounting Elyza doggy style. He kept calling her “my good girl” as he raped her with unbridled abandon, until he bolted and let out a long-winded growled as he looked down on her beauty and delightfully felt his hot bolts of seed shooting out of him to search for her youthful egg.

God dammit. This was good! With all this, he had even forgotten to get a taste of her sexy feet.

In Nevada, the bunch of geeks were enjoying the show and masturbating hard. Elyza was becoming viral as these guys were relaying the footage on a network with their dorky online friends, who in turn relayed it to their own friends, etc. She and Julie were going to become celebrities on PornHub and in every university campus worldwide.

TO BE CONTINUED

vile8r

What a classic from you, @HistBuff! So much has happened!
1 - the rapes of Julie and Cynthia
2 - Julie and her dream of being a German woman raped by Mongolian soldiers in WW2
3 - Ron’s dream about Sudanese soldiers raping white female aid workers
4 - the video live streaming on Youtube
5 - the retired sheriff watching it
6 - his fantasy of letting his ugly son rape Becca, the female deputy
7 - the sheriff and his son, Isaac, join the party
And I know there’s so much more to come!

HistBuff

vile8r Thanks vile8r! Yes, there are many, many things going on. Once you start developing characters, giving them their own fantasies etc., it can get crowded in a hurry. In a story with multiple characters, I make a point of keeping it very clear for the reader, using first name etc. And of course, I keep track of how many times my male characters have cummed as they are on Viagra, not on mega-fantasy-Viagra. All of them habe performed incredibly well for men of their years. Lol. But I must remember that they aren’t young Congolese soldiers.

Shocker

Excellent new chapters, I always had a sift spot for sway, have you oerhaps ever seen Brent Spiners rendition of it in “out to sea” a Lemmon Matteau comedy?

Shocker

I must have been pretty dense not to spot this earlier, Dean Martin (that one i got obviously) and his Brother Ricky Martin. That is funny.

HistBuff

Shocker Hi Shocker! I’ve never seen “Out To Sea”. Both main actors sadly passed away only a few years after; this was their swan song.

Dean “That’s Amore” Martin was there from the start. Initially, Rick was another friend, but he quickly became Rick “Gunnie Boy”, a Gulf War 1 veteran. Both brothers have raped before. Brian has too. Ron is the novice; he has the least stamina of the four due to his porn addiction, but he can still use his hands and filthy-bearded face to explore the girls.

That story is pretty crowded now and I certainly will need at least several chapters to bring it to conclusion. It may be Halloween-themed, but I’m not going to wait next October to finish it! As long as it isn’t snowing yet, I see November as a second October. Have a great day!

RU has changed quite a bit since they went 18+. I no longer see hardcore pedo stories popping up.

HistBuff

leftwanting Thanks! I always like to have female readers commenting.