by Max Sharkey
Whipped and Raped Teenager
Max Sharkey
Bondage House BH-8104 (1980)
1
“Ohhhh, yess! Fuck me, Johnny! I want your cock deep inside my pussy! I’m aching for a good fucking!” the young girl cried as she writhed about on the bed.
“Unnnnn! Yeah! Hot damn! Your cunt is so nice and tight, Sally! Ummmhhhh! I love fucking you! Damn! You gotta be the hottest little bitch in Hermosa Beach!” Johnny was fucking the pretty, young girl with powerful cock-thrusts into her tight, wet cunt, slamming forward so that his thick, hard prick slid deep into her pussy, parting her pink pussy-lips with the base of his thick cock. “Damn! My brother Billy said you were a hot cunt. Yeah! Nnnhhhh!”
The teenage girl smiled up at Johnny, licking her lips lasciviously, relishing the praise and admiration that the young man gave her. “Well, Johnny,” she said. “Am I as good in bed as your brother said I would be?” She punctuated her remarks by twisting her hips and arching her back, grinding her tight cunt forward to meet his mighty cock-thrusts into her pussy.
“You bet!” Johnny replied enthusiastically. He gasped for air and rammed into her cunt again, filling her pussy to overflowing with his rock-hard prick. Their naked bodies were entwined as they wrestled in sexual bliss, perspiration dripping onto the sheets. They were both enraptured with carnal desire and unbridled lust, humping and bucking, fucking unashamedly. “Goddammit! You’re even better than I thought!” Johnny exclaimed. “This is great!”
He reared back and plunged forward, his rapier-like prick slicing deep into her seething hot cunt, raking erotic sensations from her pussy. He began to fuck her hard and fast, pounding and slamming his prick into her cunt, his balls slapping her naked ass-cheeks, which clenched and became taut from the fucking.
“Ohhhhhhh, God! I love your cock! I love it!” she wailed. She was behaving like a wanton whore, and she knew it. But, Sally Tillerman didn’t give a damn. Ever since her parents had been killed in a plane crash, the eighteen-year-old beauty acted as though there were no tomorrow. She had moved from her fashionable Beverly Hills home and took up the life of a beach girl, frolicking on the beach by day, and fucking her brains out at night. First, it was Johnny’s older brother, the handsome surfer named Billy. Now, she was in the arms of Johnny, who was fucking her like a madman, slicing his stiff prick in and out of her ripe pussy.
“Unnnhhhhh! My cock is about ready to shoot! I… I think I’m gonna come!” Johnny shrieked.
“But, you can’t! Not yet! Wait for me!” Sally shouted. She stiffened her body and lay perfectly still, trying desperately to slow down the frenzied fucking motions that had brought the young man to the verge of shooting his load of jism into her hot, slick pussy. Cunt-juice was boiling in her cunt, stirred around by Johnny’s stiff prick. Beads of sweat formed a long, thin line on her forehead as she jerked her head back and forth, savoring the wonderful feelings that coursed through her pussy. “Just hold on a second more! I want to come, too!” Sally wanted her sexual gratification. So many times before, when she had fucked Billy, he had brought her right to the pinnacle of an orgasm, but she had never managed to climax. She groaned with ecstatic sexual delight, knowing that, before long, she would reach the big “O”, an orgasm that would drive her wild with passion.
Johnny’s face contorted as he tried to hold back the desire to come. Thick, hot jism pulsated in his balls and throbbed in his pounding prick. “I… I can’t hold it! Can’t do it!” he screamed as he rammed his hips forward, impaling her pussy on his thick, hard cock. The thick muscles on his shoulders and biceps tightened from the intense strain. His prick lurched and twitched in her pussy, throbbing against her tight, clenching cunt-walls which were lubricated with slick cunt-nectar. Pussy-juice leaked out of her cunt, trickling around the base of his prick and streaming obscenely down her deeply tanned thighs.
“Nooooooo!” she cried in frustration. “Please! I… I’ll only be a second!” she could feel her orgasm building, welling up inside of her cunt, ready to spill forth. Sally really needed to come – needed to climax in the worst way. She had been frustrated so many times before. The only person she had ever fucked before was Billy. But Billy never seemed to care about pleasing her. All he ever seemed to care about was his own sexual satisfaction. Sally hoped that Johnny would be different.
Suddenly, Johnny’s body stiffened. He plunged his prick as far into her cunt as his cock could penetrate. He gasped and shot his load. His spurting prick was jammed deep into her juicy pussy. She clenched the muscles in her pussy as she felt his scalding cum spurting out of his cock-slit, washing through her tight pussy, bathing her rippling pussy-walls with sticky, gooey jism.
“Unnnghhhhh! MMmmmhhhhh! Aaaahhhh! Fucking bitch!” Johnny shouted as he humped her with frenetic cock-thrusts that sent his quivering, spurting prick-shaft slamming balls-deep into her seething cunt. “Nice fuck! Unnhhh! Nice, tight cunt!” He was breathing hard, his bare chest heaving as his lungs filled with air. Again and again, he raped his spewing prick into, her pussy, cum spilling out of his cock-slit and filling her pussy-hole.
“Nooooooo! Goddammit!” she exclaimed in total frustration. She had been brought to the very edge, only to be left hanging, unfulfilled and frustrated.
The tingling sensations in her pussy began to dissipate rapidly as she felt Johnny’s prick getting soft and limp inside of her cunt. Sally wondered if she would ever experience an orgasm. This was getting to be a big drag, she thought.
What was the sense of fucking the guys at the beach if all they ever cared about was their own sexual gratification. Johnny gasped and rolled off of Sally’s beautiful, naked body. He tenderly pushed her hair out of her face, shrugged and said, “Sorry, Sally. I just couldn’t hold it any longer. You understand don’t you?”
Sally didn’t understand, and she wasn’t afraid to tell him so. “Fuck you, Johnny, you bastard!” she shouted angrily. “You don’t give a shit about me. Get the fuck out of here, will you? I just want to be alone.”
“All right, all right! Excuse me for living you little bitch. I bet you never spoke to my brother Billy like that. He’s liable to kick your fucking ass if you talk nasty to him.”
“Fuck your brother Billy! He’s an asshole too. Both of you are assholes. Now, get the fuck out of here, or I’ll call the cops.”
“Oh, yeah. What are you going to tell them? That I didn’t get you off when I fucked you? That you can’t have an orgasm? Ha! Ha! What, are they gonna arrest me for that? You dumb bitch. I’m leaving, just as soon as I get my pants on.” Johnny took his time getting his shorts on. Then he abruptly left. Pausing at the door, he shouted at Sally. “Billy’s gonna be plenty pissed off when he hears what you had to say about him. You better watch your ass, bitch. My brother can get real nasty when he’s mad.”
Sally threw a bathrobe around her naked body and dashed forward. She pushed Johnny out the door with all of her strength. “Fuck your asshole brother! He can go to hell in a basket for all I care!” She slammed the door behind the young man.
The angry young girl wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye and walked back into her bedroom. She scowled at the mussed up bed sheets, stained with drops of Johnny’s jism. Picking up a towel, she wiped the viscous mixture of cum and cunt-juice off of her thighs. Sticking her finger up her cunt, she unleashed a torrent of jism, which leaked out of her pussy and dripped onto the towel.
Sally stepped over to the mirror and looked at her reflection. The eighteen-year-old girl was proud of her looks. She had long, curly red hair that was soft and shimmering, with natural sandy highlights. Her hair was parted in the middle of her forehead, setting off her lovely amber eyes, her perky, upturned nose and her full-lipped mouth
. She cupped her ripe, taut tits and ran her thumbs across her sensitive nipples, which stiffened and pointed skyward. Running her palms down her sleek curvaceous figure she stroked the vital contours of her luscious body. Her hips were full and curvy. Her ass-checks taut. Red cunt-hair fringed her pussy-mound. Her legs were long and lithe. Sally was beautiful and sexy. She always enjoyed admiring herself in the mirror.
Feeling a twinge of guilt, the pretty teenager strolled over to the night table beside her bed. She opened the drawer and pulled out a plastic, battery-operated, vibrating dildo that was shaped like a prick, only without the bulbous cock-knob. She stretched out on the bed and guided the dildo toward her pussy. She flinched as she felt the tip of the dildo touch her cunt-lips. Then she pressed a button on the base of the dildo and the plastic prick whirred softly and came to life, trembling in her hand.
“Mmmmm, yeah,” Sally cooed as she felt the quivering dildo touching her juicy pussy-lips, sending waves of luxurious erotic joy shooting through her hot cunt. “This is the real thing,” she muttered to herself as she slouched down and savored the tingling sensations which filled her needy cunt. She twisted her body around and arched her back, slowly inserting the dildo between her cunt-lips which spasmed in response. Cunt juice trickled out of her pussy and ran down her suntanned thighs in thin, slow-moving rivulets. Sally gasped, took in a deep breath and moved the vibrating dildo deeper and deeper into her seething hot cunt. Inch by inch, she shoved the plastic cock into her heated cunthole depths, moving the dildo across her clit which began to throb anxiously as tender shock waves shot through her pussy. Her cunt-walls constricted and secreted pussy-nectar at a rapid rate, lubricating her tight young twat, making it easy for the dildo to sluice into her cunt.
“Yeah, this is better than a real cock!” she exclaimed hoarsely. Then Sally shoved the vibrating dildo deep into her cunt, as far as it would go, penetrating her torrid pussy. “Unnnnnn! Yeah! Aaahhhhhh!” she wailed as she began to twist and turn, jerk and writhe in delirious sexual pleasure, relishing the wondrous sensations that poured through her pussy. Sally was going wild, enraptured by the dildo-fucking that was turning her on madly. She was sweating profusely as she pumped the plastic prick into the depths of her slick cunt. The tip of the dildo banged into her cunt-walls and took pleasure from her pussy. She was really turned on now, floating on a wind-swept cloud of obscene eroticism.
Her body quivered, her legs trembled, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She clenched her teeth as she felt her long-awaited orgasm coming on, reaching up to grab her and shake the daylights out of her. Her pussy spasmed, her cunt throbbed out of control. Her entire naked body was drenched with sweat as she bucked upward to gather all of the pleasure available from the penetrating dildo. As the dildo vibrated inside of her cunt, she could feel her pussy-walls constricting, pulsating, clenching around the plastic prick, clamping down and holding on tight. Her pussy worked of its own accord.
“Aaaaghhhhhhhh!” she wailed as her orgasm hit her, sending mind-bending chills coursing through her pussy, thrilling sensation rushing through her veins and spilling over in her brain.
Lost in a crazy quilt of passion and obscene lust, she writhed about on the sweat-dampened sheets, savoring the powerful climax that tore into her very soul and sent her off into a netherworld of thrilling, spine-chilling eroticism.
“Aaaaeeeee!” she wailed again, jerking and bucking, her fist clenched tightly around the base of the vibrating dildo, furiously pumping the plastic prick again and again into her slick, hot cunt.
All too soon, it was over. She was spent, her climax suffusing, dissipating rapidly. She ceased her frenzied movements and sighed with relief, her passion fulfilled, her body’s demands satisfied, her lewd desire for sexual gratification satiated. She took a deep breath, her tits heaving as she gasped for air.
Physically exhausted, mentally and emotionally drained, she lay sprawled out on the bed. She could feel pussy-nectar trickling obscenely down her brown thighs and drying on her smooth flesh.
Looking down, she shrugged and involuntarily shuddered when she caught sight of the dildo, which still whirred and vibrated in her clenched fist. Ashamed and disgusted at having been forced to dildo-fuck herself to derive full sexual satisfaction, she switched off the dildo and flung it to the floor.
The exhausted girl rolled over on her belly, closed her eyes, and was soon fast asleep.
2
Billy was furious when Johnny told him the nasty things that Sally had said. “Let’s go to her place and fix her little ass for bad-mouthing us!” Billy said, an evil glint in his eyes and a smirk on his mouth. “Listen, I know where we can get same rope, and do you remember what you did with that leather whip you bought down in Tijuana?”
“Yeah! It’s in the house, but what are you gonna do with rope and a whip?” Johnny asked.
“Never you mind. Just meet me over at Sally’s place in ten minutes.” Billy dashed off without commenting further.
Sally stirred in her sleep when she heard the creaky wooden door to her small beach apartment being opened. Paying no attention to the noise, she rolled over on her stomach and dozed off, dreaming pleasantly.
Billy walked on tiptoes into Sally’s bedroom and stood to one side of the four-poster bed. In his hands, he carried four strands of heavy rope, each strand about two feet long. He wore nothing but a pair of tight-fitting swim trunks. His upper lip was curled up in a nasty sneer, baring his straight, white teeth.
Less than a minute later, Johnny entered the small beach cottage. He closed and locked the front door after him, then strolled casually into Sally’s bedroom. Gesturing to his brother, he grinned gleefully and held the whip aloft. It was a sturdy, brown, leather whip. The whip’s handle was thick and about two feet in length. The whip itself was about three feet long, with a braided, black knot on its tip. It was indeed a menacing item.
Billy looked down at the naked, sleeping beauty, admiring the pretty face, the firm tits with pointed nipples surrounded by dark-brown areolas the size of sand dollars. Her narrow waist and bright red thatch of cunt-hair caught his gaze. Then his eyes brightened as he saw the plastic dildo lying casually between Sally’s thighs. He reached down and picked up the dildo, holding it so that Johnny could see it, too. Looking closely at the girl’s pussy, Billy could see little curds of dried pussyjuice. As he glowered at the beautiful, eighteen year-old redhead, his prick began to grow and stiffen in his swim trunks. A warm, glowing sensation shot through his prick, which began to throb as his cock-shaft swelled with red, hot blood. Sally was a gorgeous little bitch. That was certain. But she would get hers, and get it good. Billy didn’t appreciate any fucking beach bunnies saying bad things about him. He had a reputation as a super stud. And he meant to keep it.
Billy tossed two of the ropes across the prone and sleeping body of Sally. Johnny easily caught them and stood by the bed, waiting for his brother to make the first move. Billy always had been the leader of the two brothers, the more aggressive boy.
Reaching down, Billy suddenly rolled Sally over onto her back. He grabbed her wrist and wrapped a rope around it, then affixed it tightly to the bedpost above her head. Johnny quickly tied her other wrist in the same manner.
Sally awoke, stunned with disbelief. “Wh-what are you doing to me?” she demanded, twisting about on the bed. The ropes cut cruelly into her flesh and she winced in pain. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes. When she blinked, tears trickled down her cheeks.
Billy and Johnny methodically bound her ankles to the bottom bedposts, tying the ropes tightly. She was bound firmly, her arms and legs splayed far apart, and her tits pointed upward, a look of fear and anger on her pretty face.
“You… you bastards!” she screeched. “Let me go, dammit! You have no right to tie me up like this. I won’t stand for it!”
Billy laughed wickedly and held the plastic dildo before her wide-open eyes. “Look what I found, Sally. You’ve been dildo-fucking your c
unt, haven’t you?”
Sally was taken aback. Usually, as soon as she finished fucking her cunt with the dildo, she would hide it under the bed. This last time, she had forgotten. She felt so ashamed and guilt-ridden. “Oh, my God! Get away from me, both of you! This is my apartment, now get out!”
“Not until we’re through with you, bitch!” Billy hissed. “What do you say to the idea of sucking my cock, you slut?”
“I say fuck you, you asshole!” she shouted. Sally tried to pull her hands free, but the only purpose that served was to intensify the horrible pain that she felt from the ropes which dug into her raw flesh.
“You’ll be sorry for talking like that to me,” Billy said coolly. “Johnny, throw me the whip,” he instructed his brother.
Johnny tossed the whip to Billy, who caught it in mid-air. He uncoiled the whip and held it between his hands, right over Sally’s upturned face. Her face turned ashen white, contorted with fear as she realized that Billy’s stern face conveyed deadly seriousness.
“What are you going to do with that whip? You won’t… you can’t!” she protested loudly.
“Can’t I? Watch me, bitch!” Billy said, sneering lewdly, licking his lips with his raspy tongue. He reached into his swim trunks and pulled out his prick which lurched and weaved above the girl’s face. “By the time I get finished with you, you’ll be begging to suck my cock, you filthy little bitch. You’re gonna give me a great blowjob, or I’ll beat the living shit out of you.”
Sally spat at Billy, her spittle hitting him just under his eye and drooling down his face which became a contorted and grotesque mask of sheer evilness. Sally knew at once that she had made a big mistake, spitting at Billy. The boy had a terrible temper and there was no telling what he might do to her now.
“See how you like the taste of my whip, you slut!” shouted the angry boy as he reared back and lashed her up-thrust tits.