Amy stood at the bus stop and watched for the telltale lights that would differentiate the approaching bus from the oncoming cars. She shivered in her short mini skirt and suggestively scant camisole type top she was wearing despite the warm night. As the cars whizzed by, she was vaguely aware of how she looked and how the men in the cars must be staring at her from their darkened windows. She shrank back against the wall of the semi-glassed in bus shelter and clutched her arms around her bare midriff, trying to remain as much in the shadows as possible. Fortunately, the only other person waiting for the bus with her was a middle-aged woman who, after an initial scan of her wardrobe, shot her a disapproving look and then paid the young girl no more mind.

Amy was sixteen and would be a sophomore in high school that fall. Like all kids her age, she was curious about sex but she had never done anything more than a little necking and heavy petting. A short-lived fondle of her pubescent breasts over her shirt and bra was the most daring act she had so far committed. But she was curious about ‘going all the way’ and would take any opportunity to learn more about it, either from books, movies, or best of all, someone who had actually done it and was willing to talk about it. And that was what had ultimately brought her to this place, dressed the way she was.

Last week, she had been over at her friend Jenny’s house and they were in the room she shared with her older sister Sarah trying on clothes and listening to music. Jenny was sixteen, like Amy, but Sarah was eighteen and had graduated high school that spring. Sarah had come in and the three girls had started talking about things. Sarah was cool like that. She didn’t look down on her little sister and her friends because they were a couple of years younger. They talked about high school, college, then guys, and inevitably sex. Jenny was still a virgin, like Amy, but Sarah confided to them that she’d had sex, several times in fact. When the girls pressed her, she told them wonderful stories of intimacy and how good it had felt. By the time Amy left to go home that night, her head filled with Sarah’s tales of hot sex, hard cocks, and long, intense orgasms, she’d already made up her mind. She was going to have sex, and she was going to do it right away. By the time she reached her house, her plan had been pretty much worked out. She decided to tell no one, not even Jenny. That way, if she chickened out, no one but her would know.

Sarah had told them that the first couple of times she’d done it, the guys had been inexperienced and it hadn’t been that great. But when she hooked up with an older guy who knew what he was doing, that was when things got interesting. Amy decided to learn from Sarah’s mistake and skip the guys her own age. She was going to go somewhere where no one knew her, far from the safety of the suburbs; she was going downtown to the club district. With the right clothes and a little makeup, she just might be able to get into one of them. She had no fake ID and she really didn’t know how she could even get one, but it didn’t really matter. If she couldn’t get in, she’d just hang around outside. Once the clubs all closed down, there would be plenty of guys outside and they wouldn’t know she hadn’t been in one of the clubs all night. The first thing she needed was some new clothes; something sexy.

A trip to the mall the next day solved the clothing problem. She had some money saved and it didn’t take her long to pick out the mini-skirt and top, along with some thong panties, a push-up bra, and high-heeled shoes. When she got home and tried everything on, she was pleased with her appearance. She looked sexy, without question. The short skirt and shoes emphasized her long, slender legs and the push-up bra under the matching top pushed her B cup breasts upward, making them appear larger and enhancing her cleavage. The clothes, along with some skilled makeup application, made her appear a couple of years older. Still not satisfied with her look, she undid her pony tail and let her long, chestnut brown hair flow over her shoulders and down to the small of her back. Much better. She was sure she could pass for twenty-one now.

The shoes were a bit cumbersome and it took quite a bit of practice to walk in them, but she persisted and within a few days was walking like she’d been wearing them for years.

The skirt was going to take some getting used to as well. It was a lot shorter than anything she’d ever worn, barely reaching halfway to her knees, and she was constantly tugging it down. After several days of wearing the clothes around the house while her parents were still at work, she felt almost confident enough to wear them in public. She kept reminding herself she had nothing to worry about. She’d seen the girls outside the clubs downtown and this was exactly what they wore. Well, some of them, anyway. She wouldn’t look out of place, but she definitely wasn’t going to shrink into the background either. She would definitely be noticed, which was what she wanted, right?

So that was how she ended up here at midnight waiting for the late bus downtown. She waited until her parents had gone to sleep, then crept out of the house with her shoes in her hand. It was a little scary walking outside for the first time in the short skirt, but she screwed up her courage and walked the two blocks to the bus stop, anxiously on the lookout for anyone who might recognize her. Of course, she realized after a few minutes that no one would. She looked nothing like the innocent schoolgirl she was.

She spotted the bus coming and moved forward to the curb as it pulled to a stop amidst a cloud of diesel exhaust and the hiss of air brakes. The door opened and she followed the older woman up the steps. Thankfully, there were only a half dozen other passengers and she quickly took a seat, not making eye contact with any of them and sliding in far enough that no one would be able to openly ogle her. The worn vinyl seat stuck to her bare legs and she slouched down so that her skin wouldn’t have to touch the questionable material.

As she watched the relative security of the suburban street fade to the busy neon lit city, her fear rose and for a time she decided she was going to go straight back home and forget about this. She could just do like all of her friends did and lose her virginity to some bumbling schoolboy in the back seat of his parent’s car. Then she told herself it was just her nerves and she was going to do this. She watched the streets become busier. At each stop, the passengers changed, but for the most part their numbers remained the same. At this time of night, pretty much anyone who was going to the club district was already there.

A few blocks from her destination, a group of three young people got on and took seats a few rows up from hers. There were two guys and one girl and from the their boisterous laughter and trendy clothes, she determined they were on their way to some club after starting the evening somewhere else. The girl had wavy dirty blonde hair that fell past her shoulder blades and was dressed even more provocatively than she was, wearing a tight leather mini skirt and a strategically torn halter top that barely covered a lacy black bra. As she watched them out of the corner of her eye, she wondered if two of them were a couple. One of the boys laughed loudly and put his arm around the pretty girl, hugging her closely. It appeared that they were a couple. Would they be having sex after they went back home? Or had they already done it? She was suddenly aware that a lot of her thoughts seemed to focus on sex lately, ever since her talk with Sarah earlier in the week.

She was so caught up watching the two lovers, as she was now certain they were, that she almost forgot about the third member of their group. He was a somewhat handsome dark-haired guy wearing a black leather jacket and jeans and was sitting in the seat in front of the other two facing her. She realized he was staring at her and glanced at him briefly. He smiled as their eyes met and she quickly looked away, a pang of sudden anxiety gripping her. She forced herself to look out the dirty window, silently praying that he wouldn’t come over and sit beside her.

A few tense moments passed but no one came over and sat next to her. She chanced a quick look toward them. They were once again engaged in friendly banter and the dark haired boy appeared to have forgotten about her. She breathed a sigh of relief, then realized she’d just nixed exactly what she wanted to happen tonight, which was to meet a good looking guy and get laid! But this wasn’t the place for it, she consoled herself. The clubs would offer a far greater selection and although this guy was very attractive, she might do even better.

The bus pulled to a stop along the curb near the clubs with a squeal of brakes and a hiss of air. Amy pretended to be looking for something in her small purse while the three other party goers got up and made their way to the door. As they were stepping down, she got up from her seat and followed them off the bus, making certain they were well ahead of her, and turned the opposite way, quickly losing herself in the small but exuberant crowds on the sidewalk outside a club called The Mixer. It was one of the more popular clubs and if she could somehow slip past the security she was certain she’d be able to find just the right guy inside.

As she stood there watching the crowds, she immediately realized she’d made a big mistake. While she did feel a little exposed, her sexy clothes did indeed fit in with what many girls were wearing, so that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that she was alone. Everyone else was either with a date or a group of friends. Trying not to act like she was alone, she scanned the crowd as if looking for someone. She spotted a group of five girls who appeared to be around her age, or at least the age she now hoped she looked, and began to work her way toward them through the crowd. They were laughing and chattering amongst themselves as they made their way toward The Hot Spot, a club just a few doors down the street from Mixers. Moving quickly, Amy caught up to them and tried to look like she was part of their group. The girl in front of her was digging into her purse and glanced back at Amy before extracting an ID card from it and turning back to her friends. Amy noticed that the rest of them were also either holding their ID or digging into their purses for it and as they approached the door, she also pretended to search through her own little purse.

The first two of the group to reach the door giggled and flirted with the bouncer as they held up their IDs for him to examine. He gave both cards a cursory check, then scanned over the group, including Amy, and waved them all inside. Amy held her breath as she passed by him, expecting a hand to drop to her shoulder at any second.

But that didn’t happen and she followed the others inside to the hazy, crowded club. The loud dance music thumped through hidden subwoofers and she seemed to feel it as much as hear it. She soon was separated from the group she came in with, which was fine. She moved through the crowd toward the dance floor, squeezing past sweaty, swaying bodies until she came to the edge of the dance floor where people were gyrating and grinding to the loud upbeat music. She looked around, taking in the room and trying to decide where the best place to hang out would be. In the end, she decided to just keep moving and see what happened.

A few minutes later, she found herself standing next to a group of tables where a waitress was delivering a round of drinks. As she passed by Amy, who was watching the dancers and swaying to the beat, she leaned in close. “Can I get you something, honey?” she yelled over the music.

Amy thought for a second, then nodded. “Caesar, please!” it was the only cocktail she could think of that she actually liked.

The waitress nodded and jotted it down on a notepad, then hurried off. When her drink arrived, she stood there sipping on it, trying not to notice all the looks she was getting from most of the guys, and even a few girls. She’d been prepared for the guys, of course, and often returned their smiles coyly, but having girls look at her like that was a little disconcerting.

She finished her drink just as a somewhat attractive blonde guy came up to her, smiling. He reached out a hand and tilted his head toward the dance floor, a questioning look on his face. She returned his smile and nodded, taking his offered hand. He led her out to a relatively open area and they danced for several songs until Amy felt the need to visit the rest room. She leaned in and thanked him for the dance and left him with a slightly disappointed look. Looking around, she spotted the neon sign for the ladies room and began to push her way toward it.

When she finally got there, there was a short line and by the time she got in, she was thankful she hadn’t waited until the last minute to get in line. She was standing at the sink washing her hands and checking her hair and makeup when a familiar face stepped up to the sink next to her. It was the blonde girl from the bus. She glanced over at Amy and seemed to recognize her.

“Hey, weren’t you on the bus earlier?” she asked.

Amy was surprised at her question. She didn’t think the girl had even looked her way on the bus. “Uh, yeah, I was,” she replied, looking back into the mirror and leaning in to check her mascara.

The girl didn’t say anything for a few seconds until Amy was about to leave, then she turned to her and offered her hand. “I’m Tatiana,” she said, giving Amy a warm smile. Amy looked down at her outstretched hand, then hesitantly shook it.

“H . . .hi, A . . . Angel,” she replied, glancing up into Tatiana’s blue eyes. She wasn’t exactly sure why she gave her a fake name, but it felt like the right thing to do. Above all, she needed anonymity.

“Angel,” Tatiana said slowly, as if she knew it wasn’t her real name. “Pretty name.” Amy didn’t reply and she continued. “So, did you meet some friends here? I noticed you were alone on the bus.”

Amy considered how to answer, then shook her head. “They were supposed to meet me here, but I haven’t been able to find them.” Telling her she came her alone hoping to get laid was of course out of the question and the lie seemed plausible enough.

Tatiana nodded and turned toward the door. “Why don’t you hang with us? Josh and Matt are nice guys . . .” She gave her a wink and a grin, “ . . . and pretty fucking hot too!”

Amy returned her grin. She was right; from what she remembered they were both very good looking. She nodded. “Sure, sounds like fun!”

Together they left the ladies room and Tatiana grabbed her hand as they moved through the crowd to where a group of tables were set on a slightly raised platform overlooking the dance floor. She soon recognized the two guys from the bus sitting at one of the tables. The one who had checked her out on the bus wasn’t wearing his leather jacket and the outline of his well formed chest could be seen through the cotton fabric of the black t-shirt he wore.

“That’s Matt,” Tatiana said into her ear as they approached, “and that’s Josh.” The other guy was facing away from them but turned at a subtle signal from Matt. Amy saw that he too was quite good looking, with teased brown hair that fell in a very sexy bang over one eye. Tatiana released her hand and gestured toward an empty seat then sat opposite her.

“Hey, look who I found!” She yelled over the thumping music. Introductions were made and she felt both of them checking her out and wondered if she was correct in her assumption about Josh and Tatiana being lovers. If they were, Josh was very openly looking at her in a way that suggested he would like to get to know her better. They chatted for a few minutes, as much as one could chat with the loud music. Matt ordered a round of drinks, insisting on paying and Amy thanked him with a smile. They all finished their drinks and Matt ordered another round. After the waitress left, he leaned over so his lips brushed Amy’s ear, sending an almost electric jolt down her spine.

“Dance?” he asked, nodding toward the dance floor. Amy nodded and stood up. He took her hand and they went off, staying out there for several songs. When they came back to the table, a fresh caesar had been left for her and she drank nearly half of it in one drink. It was hot in the club and all that dancing had made her very thirsty. Tatiana reached across the table and touched her hand. ‘Bathroom?’ she mouthed. Amy nodded and they left the guys again to go freshen up.

Once again side by side at the sink, Tatiana leaned in and whispered, “So, what do think of Matt? Pretty cute, huh?”

Amy felt her face getting hot but she nodded and turned away, not wanting Tatiana to see the look on her face. She was, in fact, very attracted to him and was getting hornier by the second, it seemed. Whatever was in those caesars was really getting her juices going! What she didn’t know was that while she was dancing, her drinks had been spiked with a little Ecstasy, enough to loosen her up enough to agree to almost anything.

Tatiana laughed and put an arm around her shoulder. “He’s a great guy, and I can tell he likes you too.” She paused for a moment, then added, “There’s this place we go to, after we leave the club, to, you know, make out and stuff. Would you like to come with us?”

Amy felt her heartbeat increase. This was it, all she had to do was nod her head. She had no question that Matt was interested in more than just making out with her, and despite her earlier misgivings about him on the bus, she found him very attractive and sexy. She took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah, sure, I’d like that,” she said quietly, giving her new friend a nervous smile.

A short time later she found herself back out on the sidewalk, holding Matt’s hand and following Tatiana and Josh. She had no idea where they were going, but they had assured it that it was nearby. For some reason, she wasn’t all that concerned. She was feeling a little tipsy from the drinks and she was so horny at this point she could feel her panties were getting damp. Those caesars were quite an aphrodisiac! They walked a few blocks, then turned down a narrower street that had no one else walking down it and only one car went by. Shortly, they turned into an alley and made their way along it to where a dumpster stood along one side. Even though Amy was by now hornier than she could ever remember being, she was starting to get a little nervous. She really didn’t know these people and this didn’t look like a very nice place. Matt seemed to sense her trepidation and gave her his disarming smile.

“We’re almost there, baby, come on,” he said, tugging on her arm. Half reluctantly, she allowed him to lead her around the dumpster to where she saw a set of steps leading down to a below street level door. Josh and Tatiana stood at the open door waiting for them, then he flicked on a small flashlight and went inside.

He led them along a series of hallways until they came to a small room that was padlocked. He fished a key from his pocket, unlocked it and they went inside. Tatiana lit several candles, lighting the room in their flickering orange glow. Amy looked around. The room looked like it had been used by vagrants. A low slung couch with torn cushions was pushed against one wall and four mismatched chairs were placed around an old chrome steel kitchen table. A large wooden crate was placed in front of the couch like a tall, makeshift coffee table and magazines were scattered all over it and the floor. Mostly Playboy, Penthouse, and the like from what she could tell. A tired looking old cot was in another corner and a bare mattress lay on the concrete floor. The place reeked of candle wax, sex, booze, and the faint odor of stale urine.

“Nice place,” Amy said, still looking around. The others laughed and Tatiana took a seat on the couch, crossing her long legs and looking up at her, her dark eyes sparkling. Matt and Josh stood where they were, looking at her in way that suddenly made her feel a little uncomfortable. She swallowed and said, “So . . . what do we do now?”

The others exchanged a look, then Matt moved toward her. He was still smiling, but his eyes had gone cold. He stopped before her and his eyes moved up and down her body, pausing on her breasts before he met her eyes again. “Well, for starters, you can get undressed.”

She stared at him, not sure she’d heard him correctly. Her gaze moved around the room to the others, who were watching her with the same eerie smile.

“Wh . . . what?” she stammered, feeling her stomach tighten.

He stepped closer. “You heard me,” he said in a low but firm voice, “Get those fucking clothes off before I do it for you.” He paused, letting his words sink in, then added, “You fucking slut!”

Amy felt her heart rate increase tenfold. She looked again at the others, but saw only the same flat stares. She swallowed a large lump and her eyes instinctively glanced toward the exit. Josh saw this and shook his head. He went over and closed the heavy metal door, then snapped a padlock on it before folding his arms and turning back to her.

“You see, Angel,” Matt continued, drawing the name out slowly like he knew it was a fake, “there’s no escape. You might as well do as we say and it’ll go much easier for you.”

Amy stared at the locked door, then looked back to him. She clutched her arms around her bare midriff and began to shake. “P . . . please . . .” she managed to say in a pleading tone, “P . . . please don’t hurt me!”

Matt reached out to her face and she jerked her head back. He smiled and moved closer, his hand caressing her cheek. She closed her eyes, trembling uncontrollably as his hand moved across her skin to the base of her neck. Suddenly, he gripped her neck tightly, causing her to cry out in alarm. Her eyes flew open and she looked directly into his cold eyes, now only inches from her face. “I said to get those fucking clothes off, bitch! And I mean NOW!”

Amy flinched at his harsh words and she felt her eyes welling up. A single tear rolled down one cheek but Matt ignored it. He squeezed her neck tighter and she moved her hands to her shirt. Slowly, she lifted it up over her bra and he released her neck so she could pull it over her head. She dropped it to the mattress next to her and stood there, her lip trembling and tears flowing freely. Matt sneered at her as his eyes moved to her breasts.

“Aw, now come on, there’s no need for tears,” he said in a mocking tone. “I mean, really now. When a pretty girl goes out to a club dressed like this, that tells me she wants to get fucked. And that’s exactly what’s going to happen. So what’s the problem?”

Amy sniffed back her tears and forced herself to look into his eyes. She said nothing, hoping her defiant stare would force him to back down and let her go. He held her eyes for a long moment, then grinned. “Keep going, baby. I want to see that hot little body of yours.” She sensed movement and saw that Josh had moved closer to her, coming up on her left side. “Like I said, if you can’t bring yourself to do it, we’ll do it for you.”

Just as his words left his mouth, he grabbed her wrists and spun her around, pinning her hands behind her back and holding her to him. Josh moved in front of her, licking his lips as his eyes traveled up and down her body. He stepped closer and reached for the button of her skirt. Amy screamed “No!” and began to squirm. Matt held both of her wrists in one hand and wrapped his other arm around her stomach, limiting her movements. As she continued to scream and try to get free, he undid her skirt and yanked it down and off. Matt picked her up and threw her onto the dirty mattress, knocking the breath out of her. As she lay there gasping for air, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her knees. He took her by the hair, yanking sharply on it until she looked up at him.

“You fucking bitch whore!” he yelled, and slapped her. She immediately stopped screaming, more stunned that hurt, although the blow did sting. He continued to hold her by the hair and reached down to his jeans, unfastening them and lowering his fly. He pulled out his cock, which was semi-hard, and pushed it toward her face. “Suck it!” he hissed, pulling hard on her hair.

“Oww!” she wailed, closing her eyes. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She was being raped by someone who only a short time ago was ready to have consensual sex with. But the thought of his . . . thing . . . in her mouth was somehow very disgusting to her right then. She knew about blow jobs, of course, although she’d never done it. And until now she wasn’t sure how she would react when the time came.

“NOW!” he screamed, tugging on her hair and pressing his now hard cock against her closed lips.

She managed to pull away a bit and whimpered, “I . . . c . . . can’t! P . . . please, . . . I’ve never . . .”

“Oh my god!” Tatiana stood and slowly came over to where they were, her mouth open and eyes wide. “Matt, I do believe you have an honest to god virgin here!” She knelt down and studied Amy’s face closely. “Is that true, honey? Are you a virgin?” Amy felt the hot tears once again spilling down her cheeks. She nodded, sobbing. Tatiana grinned up at Matt. “Looks like we’ll have to teach this little girl how to please a man!”

Amy was terrified. She looked over into Tatiana’s face, then up to Matt’s. “P . . . please don’t hurt me,” she said in a low pleading voice, “I . . . I’ll do anything you want, . . . j . . . just don’t hurt me.”

Josh had moved over and was watching with great interest, a smile curling the corners of his mouth. He glanced over at Matt. “Perhaps a little . . .demonstration would help,” he offered, his eyes moving over Amy’s hot little body before settling on Tatiana. “Why don’t you show our new friend how to give head?”

Tatiana met his eyes and nodded obediently. She crawled over so she was kneeling before Josh and began to unfasten his jeans. He reached down and stopped her, then indicated her clothes. “Let’s do it properly, ok?” He was smiling at her and phrased it as a question, but Amy could tell an order when she heard one. Was Tatiana merely another girl they used for sex? If so, why would she be here willingly, knowing how they treated girls?

After a brief pause, Tatiana slipped the torn top over her head, then unhooked her lacy black bra and tossed it aside. Her breasts weren’t all that big, but they were full and round, her nipples erect. She stood up to unfasten the short skirt and Josh copped a feel of her tits, pinching her nipples roughly. She made no protest, but dropped her skirt to reveal she has nothing on under it. She stood completely naked on the bare mattress beside Amy, the flickering candlelight revealing her smooth curves and completely shaven pussy.

Josh and Matt both stared at her for a moment, and Amy caught herself also looking before realizing she was staring and lowered her eyes. Matt reached down and cupped her chin in his hands, lifting her head back up. “No, no, my dear. I want you to watch her. Doesn’t she have an incredible body?” He turned Amy’s head so she was once again looking directly at Tatiana’s naked body. “Well, doesn’t she?” His tone was more forceful this time and she nodded her head. “Wouldn’t you like to hold her? Kiss her?” His face lit up in a huge grin. “Make love to her?”

Amy’s eyes went wide and she felt her heart pounding even faster. No, they couldn’t make her do that! Matt turned her head back so she was once again looking up at him. “Of course you would. Who wouldn’t? Look at her; she’s gorgeous!” His eyes moved over her slowly, then he met her terrified eyes again. “Just like you,” he added with a wink.

While Amy tried to deal with this latest indignity, Josh pushed Tatiana back to her knees. “Ok, bitch, get on with it!” She reached up and finished undoing his jeans, then opened them and pulled out his already hard cock. Amy watched as Tatiana gripped it in one hand, then almost lovingly began to lick it before taking almost half of it into her mouth. She began to bob her head back and forth, her mouth making slurping and sucking sounds. Josh placed a hand on her head and began to move his hips in time with her. Amy watched in stunned silence, her mind still unable to grasp what her eyes were seeing. Josh had a very contented smile on his face. “Oh yeah, baby, suck it!”

Amy felt Matt’s hand on her chin again, turning her back to face him. “Ok, see how it’s done? Nothing to it, right?” He placed her hand on his fully hard cock and grinned. “Your turn, slut!” He pushed his hips forward, holding her head in place until the tip of his cock once again pressed against her closed lips. “Open wide, baby!” he teased in a taunting tone. Realizing she had no choice, Amy parted her lips slightly and her mouth was immediately filled with the soft tip, the taste of his musky sex filling her mouth. “That’s it . . . here’s a little more . . .” He pushed deeper into her mouth until she started to gag when he reached the back of her tongue. “Mmm . . . yes, very good. Now suck on it, like the other slut is doing.”

He began moving her head back and forth, his cock pushing deep into her mouth. She could feel it rubbing against her teeth and considered biting him, but quickly realized that would only make things worse. She closed her eyes and allowed him to fuck her mouth, the tears once again spilling down her cheeks. She could hear Josh’s muted moans and the sucking sounds as Tatiana continued to work on him. As Matt began to move faster, she could hear her own mouth making the same sounds and wondered if he intended to cum in her mouth. She hoped not, because she would almost certainly vomit and the consequences of that were something she didn’t want to think about.

She soon became used to the feel of him in her mouth and wasn’t even gagging as much anymore. Still, her stomach was in knots about what they intended to do to her. She already accepted the fact that one, and probably both of them, would rape her and steal her virginity. But would they really force her and Tatiana to make out with one another? She knew guys often got off on watching two girls making out and if Tatiana was nothing more than a sex slave to them, it was entirely likely they would. Or maybe she liked girls, too. She’d heard of people being bisexual.

Matt was slowing down his thrusts and she could hear him sucking in his breath through his teeth. The taste of his precum was overpowering and she had swallowed a good amount of it. She could feel an almost steady trickle of it on her tongue and wondered if his cum would taste the same. Would there be more of it? She was unsure of exactly what happened when a guy came, except that white semen shot out. He was slowing down, so maybe he’d already cum and she hadn’t noticed.

Suddenly, he pulled his cock from her mouth and looked down at her. “Whew! That is one hot little mouth you have!” She looked up at his face, which was becoming slightly flushed. “A few more minutes of that and you would have had a mouthful!” So he hadn’t cum after all, she thought to herself. She heard Josh chuckle and looked over to see him do the same with Tatiana.

“Oh, baby, you are one talented little cock-sucker!” he exclaimed, tousling her hair. Tatiana looked up at him and gave a smile, her tongue moving across her wet lips.

“Thank you,” she murmured before bowing her head submissively.

Amy watched her kneeling before Josh, her head bowed and arms at her sides, as if waiting for instructions. Matt’s hand gripped her jaw and he turned her back to him. He was grinning at her maliciously. He glanced over at Tatiana. “Tat, come here and help Angel out of her underwear.”

Without hesitation, Tatiana crawled over on her knees and reached behind Amy’s back to unclasp her bra. She sat there helpless as it was removed and her firm breasts were exposed for all to see. To her shame, she noticed her nipples were both fully erect. Was she actually getting off on this? The dampness between her legs revealed the truth; on some perverse level, she was.

“Stand up,” Matt ordered, gripping her hair and pulling upward. She reacted instinctively, getting quickly to her feet. She stood there before him now, her breasts pointing slightly upward, while Tatiana’s hands slipped her skimpy panties down and off. Matt stepped back half a step and let his eyes travel slowly down, then back up her naked body. She folded her arms over her chest, but he shook his head and pulled them free, letting them drop to her sides. She fidgeted uncomfortably while he and Josh examined her thoroughly, her shame almost overpowering.

She had a beautiful body, and even at her young age was more or less fully developed. Her breasts were firm and sat high on her chest, the nipples pointed slightly skyward. His eyes moved along her slender torso to the curve of her supple hips, where they paused momentarily on her trimmed pussy. Unlike Tatiana, hers wasn’t completely bald. She trimmed around her lips, but left a small rectangle of light brown hair on her mons, like she’d seen a girl had in a magazine once. Matt looked up into her eyes and grinned, licking his lips, before moving his gaze down her long slender legs and slowly back up to her eyes again. She tried to meet his gaze, shivering from fear and cold. Despite the warm night, this room was in the basement and without any clothes she was getting a little chilly.

“Very nice, Angel,” he said, his reptilian smile causing her to tremble even more. He held her eyes for a moment, then turned to Tatiana, who was standing patiently beside her. “Wouldn’t you agree, Tat?”

She looked Amy over quickly, as if knowing it was expected, then nodded. “Yes, she’s very beautiful,” she whispered, lowering her head once again. Amy was amazed at the transformation in her personality. For most of the night, she had acted as their friend, their equal. Now she appeared to be at their command, as if some sort of sexual slave.

Josh moved over behind Tatiana, his hands on her shoulders. He turned her to face Amy and leaned in close to her ear. “Would you like to kiss her?” he said in a whisper loud enough for Amy to hear clearly. Matt stepped behind Amy and turned her to face Tatiana, who lifted her head and met Amy’s eyes. She nodded.

“Yes, I would very much like to kiss her,” she replied, her face showing no hint of emotion.

Amy could see Josh grinning at her. “Would you also like to lick her sweet little virgin pussy?”

Amy’s heart skipped a beat and she felt the tears once again filling her eyes, blurring her vision. ‘Oh god,’ she thought, ‘they’re really going to make us do it!’ Through her tear filled eyes she could see Tatiana nodding again.

“Yes, I would love to lick her little pussy,” she said in a low whisper.

Josh’s grin widened. “Hmm, we’ll have to see about that. Maybe after we fuck her you can lick our cum from her. Would that be ok?”

Amy felt the tears spilling down her apple cheeks again and barely heard Tatiana’s reply. “Oh yes, Master. I would like that very much!”

Master?! ‘Oh my god!’ Amy thought again. She really was some kind of slave to them! And now it seemed, so was she!

Josh winked at Amy and straightened up. He pushed Tatiana forward. “That’s very good, my dear. But I think we can allow a kiss for now, right Matt?”

Amy felt Matt push her toward Tatiana. “Oh, sure. Let them get to know each other a little better,” he replied.

They each took a step forward until their faces were only a few inches apart. Amy searched Tatiana’s eyes for some hint of compassion, but saw only a blank look of obedient submission. Her arms opened and she stepped closer, wrapping them around Amy’s neck and pulling their naked bodies together. She leaned in, her breath warm on Amy’s face. She could smell the pungent aroma of Josh’s cock even through her own taste of Matt’s. Their lips met and at first Amy didn’t respond to her probing tongue, disgusted that another girl was trying to french kiss her. Then she felt Matt lean in behind her, his hands gripping her shoulders in an ever tightening grasp. He didn’t have to say anything; she could feel the threat as his hands squeezed her shoulders tightly. She closed her eyes and hesitantly parted her lips, allowing Tatiana’s warm, soft tongue into her mouth. She felt Tatiana’s arms tighten as she increased the intensity of the kiss, her tongue pushing deep into Amy’s mouth and teasing her own tongue.

Once the initial shock of being kissed by another girl wore off, Amy was surprised to find it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Her lips were soft and her kiss tender, not rough and forceful like some guys she’s kissed. She soon found herself responding and even returning the kiss, trying to push the fact that it was another girl out of her head. After a few moments, she felt Matt’s hands pulling her away. They separated but held each other’s eyes for a long moment before Josh turned Tatiana toward the couch.

“Go have a seat. We won’t need you for a few minutes.” Amy watched Tatiana turn and walk around the large crate to the couch, her bare as moving seductively. She sat down and crossed her legs, folded her arms under her breasts, and watched the others passively.

Josh held out a hand toward Amy. “Come, Angel.” She hesitated, but a poke between her legs from Matt got her moving. Josh took her hand and led her toward the crate. He gestured to Tatiana. “The blanket.”

Tatiana reached under the couch at her feet and pulled out a thick comforter, neatly folded. Matt took it from her and spread it out over the crate, then patted it and motioned to Amy. “Have a seat,” he said in a low monotone. With her heart pounding, she managed to make her way over and hoisted herself up so she was sitting on the edge. It wasn’t real high, but her feet barely touched the floor. She dropped her hands into her lap and stared at her bare legs, dreading what she knew was about to happen.

Josh and Matt finished removing the rest of their clothes and stood naked before her, devilish grins on their faces. Matt stepped forward and picked up her hand, his fingers brushing against her scant pubic hair. “Now,” he said, lifting her chin with his other hand, “ . . . now you become a woman, Angel.” Without moving his eyes from hers, he pushed her knees apart and moved his body between them. His hard cock pointed straight out and was at the perfect height to touch against her damp pussy. She shuddered as his soft tip moved along her lips, his touch sending shivers of electricity through her lower body. He sensed her reaction and his grin widened. “You like that, Angel? Do you like having a cock touch your tight little virgin cunt?”

She swallowed a huge lump, their eyes holding. She knew he expected an answer, just as Josh had expected an answer from Tatiana earlier. Despite her fear, she nodded. “Y . . . yes,” she whispered quietly. He moved closer, his arms encircling her trembling body. She felt his cock slide along her increasingly wet slit, sending a sharp jolt of electricity through her as it brushed over her sensitive little clit. He moved his hips slowly back and forth, rubbing her swollen lips but making no attempt at penetration.

“You’re very wet, Angel,” he said in a low voice. “You really do like my cock, don’t you?”

She nodded and mumbled a quiet, “Yes”.

He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue moving over her lips. “Would you like to feel it inside you? Fucking that tight little pussy until you cum all over me?”

Amy heard his words and wanted to scream “No!” and race from the room, naked or not. But she knew she was trapped and there was only one answer he would accept. “Yes,” she whispered in a barely audible voice, her eyes closing as more tears rolled down her cheeks.

He paused, the tip of his cock poised at her tiny opening, and slid it deeper into her puffy lips. “I didn’t quite hear that, Angel. Did you say you want me to fuck you?”

She took a deep breath and decided she was going to take this with at least some dignity. She opened her eyes and wiped her tears, looking at him defiantly. “Yes,” she replied in a much more forceful voice, although it still wavered.

“Yes, what?” he replied, his eyebrows arching. This asshole actually wanted her to say it! She straightened her back and pressed against his cock.

“Yes, I want you to fuck me!” she said in a clear voice. Matt grinned and looked over to Tatiana.

“Did you get that?”

Amy turned her head and to her horror she saw that Tatiana had a video camera trained on them and she had just recorded her telling Matt that she wanted him to fuck her! She took in a deep, sobbing breath, her strength once again drained as she immediately realized how they planned to get away with raping her. They would simply say it was consensual and have the tape to prove it.

“Well, ok, then, if that’s what you want,” Matt said, pressing his cock harder against her pussy. Amy moaned as the tip pushed through her labia and pressed against her tiny opening. She stiffened and braced herself, trying to slide away from him. He pulled her back and she felt a strong pressure as his cock tried to push into her

“N . . . no, please . . .” she pleaded, trying to squirm free. Suddenly all of her strength was gone and she just wanted him to stop. She wasn’t ready for this; no one would be.

“Hey, hey,” Matt said, his hands going to her face and holding her still. “Angel, this is going to happen. If you fight me, it will only hurt you.”

She heard his words but still continued to struggle in vain. He motioned to Josh and Tatiana, who moved to either side of her and grasped her arms. With Amy pleading and sobbing, they forced her to lie back on the crate and held her down, her head hanging just over the other edge. Matt picked up her legs held them straight up, spreading them wide and opening her pussy. He looked down at her and shook his head, making little “tsk, tsk” sounds. “Angel, this could have gone much easier,” he said as he pressed his cock to her opening.

Amy felt the pressure again but this time he didn’t ease up. She twisted and squirmed on the crate, but Josh and Tatiana held her firmly. With a sudden hard thrust, he pushed into her tight cunt, ripping through her barrier and going deep inside her. She screamed as much in terror as in pain. There was a sharp stinging pain as he broke her hymen and stretched her little pussy wide, but it also felt like she was being torn in half, her young innocent body unprepared for such a sudden assault. He paused for a second and readjusted his grip on her legs, then pushed deeper, causing her to scream even louder.

He leaned over her, panting, and lifted her head up so he could look into her eyes. She could feel their pelvic bones touching and knew he was completely inside of her. Her pussy squeezed and flexed, as if trying to force the invader out. He grinned at her.

“Angel, you have the tightest little pussy I have ever fucked!” he gasped.

“Don’t loosen her up too much,” Josh exclaimed, “I like a nice tight cunt too!”

Matt straightened up and grasped her legs again. “You’re going to learn to love cock, Angel,” he said as he pulled out until just the tip remained inside. “You’re gonna crave it like the little whore you are!” As he said that, he plunged all the way back in, causing her to scream again in pain as her pussy was stretched wide again. He continued to do this, his own face becoming red and sweaty from the effort needed to push into her tight hole. After a few minutes, Amy had stopped screaming and was simply grunting with each thrust, her body going numb.

Finally Matt looked up at Josh. “Your turn,” he said as he withdrew from her. His slick cock was wet with their juices and Amy’s blood from her torn hymen. Josh released Amy’s arm and Matt moved in to hold her, but quickly saw there was no need. She had given up struggling, resigned to her fate.

Josh moved between her limp legs and picked them up, holding them together and folding them to her chest. While he did this, Matt picked up the video camera and trained it on them. Amy grunted and let out a mewling cry as Josh forced his hard cock into her pussy. It hurt like hell, but she was beyond crying or begging. As he pushed deeper into her, her pussy made even tighter because of the way he positioned her, she began to feel a small tingling deep in her womb. As he began to move in and out of her, it started to become more pronounced and she realized she was feeling pleasure! She knew what an orgasm felt like because she’d learned to masturbate a couple of years earlier and she knew that was what it was. But that was impossible! They were raping her! How could she be getting off on it?! But as he continued to pump his long hard cock in and out of her, she realized it was getting stronger. Her grunts became mixed with unbidden moans of pleasure and she felt herself getting wetter, allowing Josh to move easier and with much less pain for her. She vaguely heard Tatiana speaking.

“ . . . starting to like it. Look, she’s getting wetter.”

She was aware of someone leaning over her and opened her eyes to see Matt staring at her, the camera aimed at her face and a smile curling the corners of his mouth. “Angel, I do believe you’re beginning to like having that little cunt fucked.” She didn’t respond, concentrating on the growing sensations in her tortured pussy. She could feel her orgasm growing, far beyond any pleasure she’d ever given herself. Matt’s voice once again penetrated her foggy mind. “Well, do you?”

She licked her lips, her breathing coming in halting gasps. “Y . . . yes . . .” she murmured, “I like . . . it . . .”

He grinned and passed the camera to Tatiana, then leaned in closer. “Then lets see if you like two cocks even more!”

Before she could process what he had said, he was at her head with his cock pressed to her lips. She was lying back with her head still over the edge of the table and could see his heavy balls hanging in front of her eyes. The long shaft of his cock, still wet with her drying juices, lay across her nose and lips, so close she could see every little bump and vein.

“Open up, you little slut!” he said from somewhere above. The tip was pressed harder to her lips and she opened her mouth, allowing him to push it in. “Oh, yeah!” he said as she took nearly half of it in one motion. Josh was still going at her pussy and she tried to concentrate on that while Matt’s sticky cock pumped in and out of her mouth. She was helpless to do anything but allow them to fuck both her pussy and her mouth, but she still feel her climax nearing. Whatever Josh was doing down there, it was starting to feel really good and she didn’t want him to stop.

She began to alternate her breathing, taking a breath while Matt pulled out. He seemed to be pushing in deeper all the time, but for some reason it wasn’t giving her any serious problems. Each time he pushed in, his balls would drop into her face and the scant hairs on them would tickle her nose. She could feel hands on her breast, squeezing them roughly and twisting and tugging on her nipples. The flame in her belly was getting hotter and she knew she would soon be experiencing an intense orgasm. For some reason, the feeling had intensified when Matt began to fuck her mouth and she soon began to moan louder, audible even with his cock in her mouth. Josh began to move faster and Matt suddenly withdrew his cock. He held it over her face and stroked it, sighing.

Josh slammed into her faster and faster and she felt a huge pressure building in her pussy. She cried out, her head rolling back and forth, her body automatically moving to match his thrusts. Suddenly, she cried out and her body went tense as she climaxed, the feelings rushing through her like an unstoppable wave of pleasure, finally breaking and sending her young body through a series of convulsions, twisting and writhing as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced coursed through her. After an indeterminate amount of time, she felt Josh suddenly extract his cock from her spasming cunt and she began to come down from her orgasm.

She opened her eyes and saw Matt was still standing over her, stroking his cock with its thick purple head only inches from her face. Josh stayed between her legs and pulled her toward him so that her head was no longer hanging over the edge. She looked down and saw that he too was pumping his cock and pointing it toward her chest. With a sudden groan, Matt’s cock erupted, spilling his hot white cum over her tits and across her face. She closed her eyes instinctively as another hot stream covered her cheek and forehead. A few seconds later she heard Josh grunt and felt another splatter as his first load shot all the way up to her face, hitting her nose and mouth. They both continued to pump their loads until they were spent, covering her with hot, sticky jism from her pussy to the top of her head.

When they were both finished, Matt lifted her quickly to a sitting position. She had a large gob of cum on her left eyelid and she kept that eye closed until Matt wiped it off with his finger. She could taste the salty semen on her lips and tongue and for a moment thought she might vomit, but she quickly realized the taste wasn’t that bad and that it wouldn’t hurt her. She tried not to think abut what it was and swallowed what had landed in her mouth, then looked up at Matt and Josh, who were both watching her intently, still stroking themselves.

“Very good, Angel,” Matt said, glancing back to Josh. “Now, let’s see you clean us off.” He moved so that his cock was only inches from her mouth and she knew exactly what they wanted her to do. She took him in her hand and slipped his softening cock into her mouth, the tip leaking a few more drops onto her tongue. Josh came around on her other side and she released Matt and took his wet cock between her lips. He tasted a little different than Matt and she soon realized it was her own juices she was tasting as well as his. She alternated between the two of them, sucking each cock for a few seconds at a time until they decided she was finished.

Josh went over and sat down next to Tatiana on the couch while Matt remained at Amy’s side, studying her. She could feel the sticky cum slowly running down her face and chest, but forced herself not to wipe any of it away, thinking they might punish her for doing that without permission. Without even realizing it, she was starting to think of herself as a mere sex toy for them without any rights other than what they give her. She kept her head lowered and eyes down, but she could feel him watching her and wondered absently if she would ever be permitted to go home. Matt perched next to her on the crate and she felt a soft cloth pressed to her chest. She looked up and saw it was a towel.

“Go ahead, Amy, clean yourself up,” he said. She began to wipe the drying cum from her skin, then froze. What did he call her? She looked up into his eyes, a smile curling the corners of his mouth. “Oh, yes, we know who you are,” he said, glancing over at Tatiana, who held up her learners permit and school ID. “We’ve known since the club,” he continued, “And we also know you’re only sixteen.” He shook his head and made little “tsk, tsk” sounds. “Naughty girl, getting all slutted up and going out clubbing at your age!” He cupped her breast in his hand, helping her wipe the cum from her nipple. “Don’t you know there are people who will take advantage of a pretty, naive little girl in those places?” Josh let out a short laugh and Tatiana giggled.

He helped her clean the remainder of the sticky jism from her body, then took her hand and led her over to the couch where Tatiana and Josh were talking in hushed tones, giggling, kissing, and groping one another. She sat her down beside Tatiana, then sat next to her. She looked straight ahead, afraid to know what they had planned for her next. Matt lay a hand on her trembling knee.

“Now, you’ve been fucked already,” Matt said, brushing her hair from her face, “And if I’m not mistaken, you liked it. Am I right, Amy?” She nodded, still facing straight ahead. It disgusted her to admit it, but he was right. She had never cum like that before in her life, and never would have believed such pleasure could be attained, especially while being forcibly raped. “Yes, I could tell you did. However, Tatiana hasn’t had a cock in her pussy yet tonight, and I KNOW she likes it! Right, Tat?” Tatiana nodded, a smile spreading across her lips as her hand fondled Josh’s semi hard cock. “So, here’s what we’re going to do . . .” He gently stroked a hand along her cheek, down her arm, then back up and over her breast. She took a deep breath, holding it while she waited for him to continue. After a long moment, he did.

“You and Tat are going to get on your knees and suck our cocks until we’re hard again . . .”

Josh interrupted. “Or until we decide we’ve had enough.” He gave Tatiana’s nipple a twist.

Matt smiled and nodded in agreement. “Or until we decide we’ve had enough,” he repeated. “Then, we’re going to have an all out fuck-fest until we collapse from exhaustion.” He cupped Amy’s chin in his hand and turned her to face him and could see the fear and resignation in her eyes. “How does that sound?”

“Sounds great to me!” Tatiana cried, immediately getting to her knees in front of Josh. She reached out and took his limp cock in her hand, looking up into his eyes as if seeking permission to continue. He gave her a subtle nod and she grinned, then eagerly took his flaccid cock into her mouth, murmuring contently as she began to suck on it.

Amy watched this and felt Matt nudge her. “You too . . .on your knees, slut.”

She took in a deep breath and did as he ordered, wondering how much longer until she would be permitted to leave. Or did they even plan on allowing her to go afterward? That thought sent a cold chill up her spine as she bent over and took Matt’s limp dick into her mouth. No, that was the reason for the video camera. If she claimed they raped her, there was the proof that they had her consent. And even though they were older than her, the age of consent was fourteen here. Legally, she didn’t have a leg to stand on. At least that meant there was no need to keep her captive here . . .or worse.

She felt Matt’s cock starting to grow and before long she could no longer fit the entire thing in her mouth. She began to stroke it with her hand while continuing to suck on it. She surprised herself by the realization that she was no longer disgusted by the act of giving head. Actually, it was turning her on a little. Even the idea that she was being forced to do it was a bit of a turn-on and she was starting to understand why Tatiana allowed them to treat her like this. Was she one of those submissive types that liked to be ordered to do things like in that porno she’d watched once? She never would have imagined it, yet here she was.

When Matt pushed her away after he was once again fully hard, she sat back and bowed her head like Tatiana had done earlier, assuming the role of the submissive without even realizing she was doing it. Matt grinned and looked over at Josh and Tatiana. Josh pushed her away as well and both girls were now waiting for further instructions.

“Well, what shall we have our little sluts do next?” Matt asked.

Josh leaned back and thought for a moment, then sat up. “We’ve both fucked the new slut, but Tatiana still hasn’t had a cock in her cunt tonight. Why don’t we have her eat out Amy while we fuck her senseless?”

Matt grinned wider, nodding. “Excellent idea! Then we can have them switch and we’ll see how Amy likes eating pussy!”

Amy felt her stomach tighten as she listened to them. This was already more than she had bargained for and the idea of sex with another girl had never been a part of her agenda.

She sensed Matt coming closer and felt his hands on her upper arms, pulling her to her feet. “Let’s get you into position,” he said as she looked up at him, her eyes pleading. She knew by now it was useless to ask them not to do this and offered no resistance when he had her take a seat on the couch. He pushed her legs apart, then beckoned Tatiana over. “Time for a little muff-diving, bitch.”

Tatiana walked over on her knees and positioned herself between Amy’s splayed legs. She got on all fours and immediately buried her face in Amy’s crotch, her tongue eagerly lapping at her tender lips. Amy gasped at the feel of her mouth on her ravaged pussy, closing her eyes as Tatiana’s tongue delved deep inside her recently deflowered pussy, causing her to wince in pain and at the same time revel in the pleasure she was creating. This was a totally new concept - using pain to achieve sexual pleasure - and she wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. She only knew that for now, she wanted to explore it more.

Matt and Josh were watching them and discussing who should fuck Tatiana first. They decided that since Matt had been the one to pop Amy’s cherry, Josh should get to go first. He dropped to his knees behind Tatiana’s wriggling ass and pushed his cock between her legs and into the hot wetness of her pussy. She moaned into Amy’s pussy as he began to pump in and out, causing vibrations which increased Amy’s pleasure. Tatiana had begun licking and suckling her clit and as she moaned, Amy felt an almost electric buzz starting in her pussy. Tatiana seemed to know just what to do and even though Amy had no previous interest in lesbian sex, she knew that another orgasm wasn’t far off.

Matt watched the three of them for a few minutes, then climbed onto the couch, standing with his feet on either side of Amy with his cock in her face. She opened her eyes and knew exactly what he wanted, and in some strange way she knew she wanted it too. She opened her mouth and took him in, sucking on the soft tip and rolling her tongue around it. He began to move his hips, in essence fucking her mouth and she welcomed it, moaning loudly as she felt her orgasm nearing.

Josh began to really pound into Tatiana. He gripped her hips with both hands and thrust hard into her, moving faster and faster. Her moans became cries and she occasionally pulled her hot little mouth from Amy’s now dripping twat to shout encouragement to him. Amy was about ready to explode. The combination of Tatiana’s tongue and Matt’s cock in her mouth was turning her on so much she thought she might explode. When her body began to tremble, she pulled his cock from her mouth and groaned as her body went stiff. She gripped his cock in her hand, pumping it until she felt herself peaking, then let out a loud cry as she came hard, her legs squeezing Tatiana in place.

“Oh, ffuuccckkkkkk . . .” she cried, forgetting about Matt’s cock and only able to concentrate on Tatiana’s talented tongue working on her spasming pussy. She felt herself releasing and a warm wetness flooded her pussy. Had she peed without realizing it? If she had, Tatiana didn’t seem to notice, or care, as she continued to lap at her pussy.

Suddenly, the delicious feel of Tatiana’s tongue was gone and she opened her eyes to see Matt had stepped down and Josh was standing next to Tatiana, holding her head up by her hair and stroking his slick cock as he pointed it at her face. He groaned and seemed to freeze in place for a second before a thick stream of semen shot out of his cock and hit Tatiana in the face. He turned to Amy and shot a smaller load onto her belly and pussy, then shoved his cock into Tatiana’s mouth. She eagerly sucked on it, sucking up the last of his jism and cleaning him off.

Amy looked down at her cum smeared body, then back up as she saw Matt take up position behind Tatiana. When Josh released her and stepped back, Matt immediately pushed her head back into Amy’s cum smeared crotch and pushed his cock into her pussy. Tatiana resumed her licking as Matt began to hump her as hard as Josh had been doing. Amy watched him and Tatiana, wondering how she could endure being fucked that hard for so long. Her pussy was still tingling from her last orgasm and she wondered if Tatiana would be able to get her off again. She couldn’t believe how many times she had already cum, and the intensity of her orgasms went far beyond anything she had ever experienced while masturbating.

Josh sat next to Amy and fondled her tits while watching Tatiana and Matt. “Make sure you get all my cum cleaned from her,” he said as Tatiana looked up at him. She nodded and moved her mouth up to Amy’s stomach, eagerly licking up any gobs of his thick cream she found until she had it all, then went back to her pussy. Josh turned Amy’s head to him, smiling at the look of contented pleasure in her hooded eyes. “Are you enjoying having that sweet little cunt eaten by a girl?” he asked, his eyes alive with excitement.

Amy looked at him as Tatiana’s tongue triggered a small orgasm. She moaned softly, then nodded. His grin widened. “Tell me.”

Amy swallowed, her mouth dry. “I . . .I like having my cunt eaten . . .by a girl,” she gasped.

Josh laughed, enjoying his dominant role over her. “That’s very good Amy,” he said, once again looking down at Tatiana’s bobbing head. “Because we’re going to do this a lot. You, me, Tatiana, and Matt are going to have a lot of good times together.”

Matt suddenly began to grunt and his movements became halting. Josh stood up and pulled Amy with him, bringing her over next to Matt. “Quick! On your knees and open wide!” he ordered, pushing her down. Amy did as ordered closed her eyes, her mouth open in expectation of another shot to the face. Instead, she felt a cock pushed into her mouth and hands on the back of her head. She opened her eyes and looked up at Matt as he grimaced and she felt his cock swell in her mouth a split second before her mouth was filled with his warm, salty cum. She began to gag and tried to pull free, but he held her tight.

“Swallow it!” she heard Josh hiss into her ear.

Realizing she had no choice, she forced herself to swallow the thick fluid, feeling it running down her throat as more was pumped into her mouth.

“Suck it all, baby!” she heard Matt saying as the last few spurts fell on her tongue. She swallowed it all, then sucked on him for a few seconds until he pulled away, his face flushed and sweaty. He grinned at her. “Awesome!”

He went over to the couch and sat down. Amy and Tatiana remained where they were and Josh took a seat at the other end of the couch. Matt looked over at him and grinned. “Whew! I think I’m done for a while!”

Josh nodded, his eyes on the girls in their submissive poses. “Shall we have them entertain us a little more before we call it a night?”

Matt thought for a moment. “Another great idea, buddy!” He reached down and raised Tatiana’s face to his. “Would you like for Amy to eat you for a while?”

Tatiana smiled and nodded. “Yes, please.”

Amy felt her stomach tighten. While she had been forced to do a lot of things she never imagined herself doing, she hoped this wouldn’t be a part of it. Even though she had shamefully enjoyed Tatiana’s cunnilingus, doing it and receiving it were two different things.

“Very good, my pet. Come and sit.” Tatiana climbed onto the couch and sat with her legs slightly open. Matt beckoned to Amy. “Come here, slut. Fair is fair. Tat ate your pussy. It’s only proper etiquette to return the favor.”

With a resigned sigh, Amy turned toward them. They sat side by side, with Matt’s hand roughly tugging on Tatiana’s tits while she opened her legs wider, exposing the wet pink flesh of her pussy. She reached down and slipped a finger in, then brought it to her lips and sucked it, her eyes locked on Amy’s. Matt gestured to her again, this time his eyes told her she better do it. She glanced over at Josh, who was watching her with great interest.

She sighed again and crawled over, kneeling between Tatiana’s knees. She could smell the musky-sweet scent of her aroused pussy, mingled with the multitude of other sex smells in the room and on her own body. She leaned in closer, until her mouth was almost touching the folds of her swollen labia. Tatiana squirmed, pushing her hips out and pressing her pussy to Amy’s lips. She felt a hand on the back of her head.

“Come on . . .lick me!” Tatiana moaned.

Amy knew she had no choice and stuck out her tongue, sampling pussy for the first time. She moved her tongue along Tatiana’s lips and found it wasn’t nearly as bad as she had imagined it would be. Tatiana groaned and held her head tighter. Amy knew what she wanted. Her own experience earlier told her what to do and she pushed her tongue in deeper, licking up until she connected with Tatiana’s erect little clit. Tatiana jerked and moaned, thrusting her hips upward again with more force. Amy continued to tease the little sex organ in between visits to the hot pink flesh inside her lips. Before long, Tatiana was rocking her hips, moaning constantly. It was actually turning Amy on to know she was the one doing this to her and she redoubled her efforts, determined to bring the cute blonde to a crashing orgasm.

Before long, Tatiana was wailing, her body jerking stiffly upward until she thrust up and held there, a long wail escaping her lips. A warm liquid spurted from her spasming pussy, drenching Amy’s face and spraying into her mouth. Tatiana still gripped her head, holding her tighter than ever, so she had no choice but to drink her juices. It wasn’t so bad, better than when Matt came in her mouth. It wasn’t as thick and the consistency of Matt’s cum was worse than the taste had been.

Tatiana finally relaxed and released Amy’s head, allowing her to come up for a breath of hair. Her face was a mess, covered with Tatiana’s cum from her nose to her chin. Tatiana smiled at her, her face and chest flushed and breasts heaving as she panted to regain her breath. “That was wonderful, baby!” she gasped.

Amy managed a thin smile, secretly happy she’d been able to give Tatiana some of the pleasure she had given her earlier. Matt grinned and wiped some of the wetness from her chin with a towel. “You looked like you were enjoying that nearly as much as Tat was!” he exclaimed, tossing her the towel.

Amy wiped her face dry and sat back, looking up at them and wondering what was next. She couldn’t believe she was feeling this way, but she hoped they weren’t quite done with her yet. It seemed she discovered a side of her sexuality she didn’t know existed until it was forced upon her. Had Matt, Josh, and Tatiana seen it in her? Or was she just another girl they seduced in hopes that she would submit to their twisted sexual desires?

As she was pondering this, the others stood up and started to get dressed. Josh tossed her skirt to her and picked up her panties. He grinned and brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply, then stuffed them into his pocket. Tatiana saw him do this and laughed, then passed Amy her bra and top.

“Better put these on before he steals them too!” she quipped, glancing toward Josh. It seemed that once playtime was over, they all became equals again. Amy quickly dressed, feeling all the more naked without her panties. But it was a small price to pay and she kind of liked the idea of going pantyless under the short skirt.

Josh unlocked and opened the door, and all of them filed out into the dark hall and back up into the alley. Amy breathed deep the fresh air and walked down the alley with her new friends, knowing that this wouldn’t be the last time they got together.