American Blue

by Penny Birch

  ‘Do it, Penny, please. Come on, be dirty with me … please … lick me and suck on his lovely big balls … lick …’

  She finished with a moan, wriggling herself down on Sixclip’s cock until it was as deep as it would go. They looked unspeakably rude, her slender white body impaled on his huge black cock, naked but for her pink-and-white shoes and socks, her tiny Union flag top and her ridiculous hat.

  ‘Go on, girl,’ Ed urged, grinning as he jerked a thumb towards Jemima and Sixclip, ‘you ain’t whoring for him if you lick your homegirl’s ass, is you?’

  I bit my lip. Jemima was getting desperate, riding him at a frenzied pace and trying to rub herself on his crotch so she could come. It was going to happen too, because her tiny pink bumhole had started to wink, her tiny pink bumhole into which several large black cocks were likely to be forced unless I helped her out.

  ‘Leave me alone,’ I said, but he just laughed at me.

  Jemima was coming, moaning and gasping as she writhed on Sixclip’s erection, pulling her bottom in and out with frantic energy to get enough friction to her clit, then suddenly rigid, her eyes closed tight and her mouth wide in ecstasy as she held her orgasm. I found myself biting my lip as she came down, slumping into his arms with his cock still deep in her pussy and her juice leaking out over his balls.

  ‘Come if you want,’ she said softly, ‘over my bum, or in my mouth if you like.’

  He nodded and eased her gently up off his cock and back on to her knees. She took him in once more, sucking her own juices from his cock, her face set in sleepy contentment. He took hold of his shaft, masturbating into her mouth, slowly, and then faster, taking hold of her hair and pulling her head sharply back at the last moment, so that everybody could see as he filled her open mouth with gout after gout of thick white spunk.

  Most of it went in, and she swallowed obediently, but she was still left with streaks of it across both cheeks and two pendulous blobs hanging from her chin. She was smiling anyway, and giggling as she jumped up to peel her top off, which she used to wipe her face before tossing it casually aside to leave herself stark naked but for her trainers, socks and hat.

  ‘Who’s next?’ she asked boldly. ‘And will you stop sulking, Penny?’

  ‘Jemima—’ I began patiently.

  ‘Stop it,’ she interrupted.

  ‘Look—’

  ‘Stop it, or I’ll spank you.’

  ‘Jemima, no!’

  ‘Oh, yes!’ she replied. ‘And we all know what will happen once you’ve got a nice warm bum, don’t we? I do, anyway. She’ll get all horny, and do the dirtiest things, things I bet even you boys haven’t seen.’

  I’d been backing away across the bed as she spoke, because her face was pure evil and I knew she’d do it, and that she was right.

  ‘Please, no … seriously, Jemima,’ I babbled, and she launched herself at me across the bed.

  I rolled frantically away and off the far side, to land with a bump on the floor. She was on top of me immediately, snatching my arm and twisting hard, to the sound of raucous laughter from the men. I struggled to my knees, trying desperately to get her off as she rode my back with my arm twisted tightly up behind me. Her free hand groped for my dress and I bucked frantically, unseating her but never breaking her grip. I managed to get up, but she still had my arm and frog-marched me out into the middle of the room, the men quickly making way. She twisted me round to make me face the end of the bed, trying to bend me across it, but I resisted.

  ‘Over!’ she ordered, pushing again, and I was begging.

  ‘Not this, please, no, Jemima, not this … not in front of them.’

  ‘Stop being such a fucking misery!’ she snapped. ‘I know you’re my aunt, but for fuck’s sake!’

  ‘Your aunt?’ Ed demanded.

  ‘She’s your auntie?’ another of them echoed.

  I squealed in pain as Jemima twisted my wrist harder still, but that was nothing to my shame as their words bit in. All the fight went out of me and I was bent over the end of the bed, my bum in the air and my face pushed into the bedspread as my dress was ruffled up. A broken sob escaped my lips as my knickers came on show, and another as Jemima jerked them down, baring my bottom to the room. She paused, panting slightly but holding me firmly in place.

  ‘She’s really your auntie?’ Slowmo demanded. ‘And you’re gonna smack her tush for her?’

  ‘Yes,’ Jemima said decisively, ‘because I’m fed up with her trying to tell me what to do, and stopping me having any fun. She deserves it, and she deserves to have you lot watching while I do it.’

  With that she planted a firm smack across my cheeks, and then another. Even Sixclip had got up, and the eight of them stood around me in a ragged crescent as they watched my flesh jump and wobble to the spanking. I was trying hard not to make a display of myself, my teeth gritted and my eyes tightly shut, but it stung terribly and the humiliation of them knowing I was being punished by my own niece was simply too much.

  I began to kick and squeal, making them laugh and driving my feelings higher still, which broke me down further, until I was writhing in Jemima’s grip and begging her to stop, jumping on my toes before going into a stupid little dance that ended with me losing balance. My legs kicked wide, stretching my panties taut between my thighs as my upper body toppled on to the bed and my pussy was on show. Jemima continued to rain down furious slaps on my bouncing bottom and, worse, the base of the plug in my rectum.

  ‘Hey, what the!’ Ed exclaimed. ‘What’s that you got in your asshole, girl?’

  ‘A butt plug, obviously,’ Jemima answered him, still spanking me. ‘She’s had to wear it since getting her bumhole stretched by some old pervert in Texas, so fuck knows why she objects to going with you boys.’

  ‘Because we’re black?’ Carl queried.

  ‘No!’ I wailed. ‘It’s not! It’s really not!’

  ‘Show us,’ Sixclip demanded. ‘Hold up there, girl, you’re smacking so hard she can’t speak right.’

  The spanking stopped, but Jemima kept her grip and I was left panting where I was, my bottom and cunt still flaunted for their inspection. All eight of them were looking at me, most at my burning bottom, but some at my face.

  ‘I … I don’t mind that at all,’ I puffed. ‘I only did it with Dan Fishbaugh … the man in Texas because … because Jemima couldn’t, and she wanted the money, so I let him, and he paid her.’

  ‘And you figure that don’t make you a ho?’ Sixclip asked.

  ‘No,’ I admitted sulkily, ‘not really.’

  ‘So why won’t you do us?’

  ‘I … I don’t want to be a whore,’ I sobbed.

  ‘You don’t look like no whore,’ Carl said, and there was sympathy in his voice, which brought me to the edge of tears.

  ‘What’s wrong with being a ho?’ one of them asked. ‘Best thing a woman can be.’

  I shook my head, but again felt a twinge, of helpless, pathetic gratitude, adding to my need to surrender.

  ‘So let me get this right,’ Sixclip said slowly. ‘If we pay the cash to Jemima, you’re OK with giving us a good time?’

  My head was still swirling with resentment, but my bottom was hot and exposed, all of which was making my sense of erotic humiliation too strong to resist.

  ‘No … yes, I suppose so,’ I said miserably, and I broke. ‘Go on, do it, and I don’t care if it makes me a whore or not, just do what you like.’

  Even as my words broke off in a sob something long and hot had been laid between my bottom cheeks, a man’s cock. The others laughed, as I twisted further round. It was Ed, grinning as he rutted in my bum crease. Another man scrambled on to the bed. Jemima gave a delighted giggle and released my arm as Carl guided her hand to his cock.

  There was nothing to be done. We were going to be well and truly had, gangbanged by eight men, and all we could do was submit and hope they weren’t too rough with us. The man on the bed already had his cock out and lifted my head to feed it into my
mouth. Ed was now hard between my cheeks, which he’d taken hold of to squeeze the meat of my bum around his cock. Slowmo began to fondle my tits and I had three men on me, three men to satisfy.

  Jemima had four, and was doing her best, kneeling on the floor with one cock in her mouth while she wanked two more and the last was held out waiting for her attention. She quickly changed, enjoying herself immensely as she struggled to accommodate all of them at once, and she was soon in a ring of big black erections, each ready for her body.

  I lost sight of her as Slowmo picked me up by my waist and humped me on to the bed, into doggy position, my bum stuck high and my pussy ready for fucking. Ed scrambled around, but Slowmo simply nudged him out of the way and climbed up behind me. I felt his massive belly press against my bottom, his cock touched my hole and he was in me, up to his balls in my cunt as I struggled to cope with the cock I was sucking.

  They had me like a pig on a spit, rocking me between them with a cock in each end and holding my body so that I had no control whatsoever, while every thrust from Slowmo was jamming my plug in up my bumhole. It was all too much, and I was helpless ecstasy, my bottom already spanked and Ed masturbating over my back as he watched me used. Already I wanted to get my hand back, to rub myself to orgasm as they worked me in my cunt and mouth, and I would have done had Ed not begun to demand his share.

  Sixclip gave a laughing order, instructing them to make me accommodate Ed as well. Nobody bothered to ask my opinion. Slowmo and the man whose name I didn’t even know simply pulled out and adjusted my position on the bed. Slowmo lay down, his huge cock rearing up against his belly, picked me up bodily and stuck me on it. I was pulled down, spreading my bottom, a hand closed in my hair and a cock was fed into my mouth. Ed was behind me, easing the plug from my bumhole even as the others began to rock me on their cocks once more. Slowmo tightened his grip, holding me tight in case I objected to being buggered and tried to struggle, while Ed put his erection to my anus and pushed.

  I felt myself fill, my hole already slippery with my pussy juice and still open from the plug. Three good shoves and he was in up my rectum, leaving me so full of cock I felt I would burst, all three holes in use, with the men laughing and joking at the state they’d got me in. I thought I’d faint as they began to pump into me, their cocks working in my body, deep and hard, and my clit rubbing on the smooth leather of Slowmo’s trousers.

  They were going to make me come, whether I wanted to or not. I was no more than a fuck toy to them, a pleasing shape with three convenient holes to work their cocks in, a fat-bottomed white whore their boss had given them for their amusement, but that only made it better. I’d been publicly humiliated, carried off for a paid fucking, spanked by my own niece, made a whore for the second time in a few days, and I was going to come over it.

  The man in my mouth got there first, jamming himself deep and ejaculating down my throat. He held my head to force me to swallow, and kept his cock in deep, enjoying the helpless contractions of my throat on his helmet, then pulled out and wiped his spunk-smeared erection in my face. That was one humiliation too many, and I started to come, grabbing him and stuffing him back in my mouth so that I could have three cocks inside me as I rode my orgasm, my pussy and bumhole pulsing on their loads, bucking and writhing against them, no longer used but using them.

  After that it was a blur. Slowmo spunked in me while I was still coming, and wrapped his arms around me to hold me down while Ed finished off up my bum. Another cock was already being pushed at my mouth and I took it in, sucking happily in a haze of dirty pleasure. He tasted of pussy and I knew he must have been fucking Jemima, whom I’d only been vaguely aware of from the giggles and liquid noises in the background.

  They rolled me on my back and put her on top of me, head to tail. Somebody had spunked over her bottom and I began to lick it off, at which she sat up, smearing the mess in my face and smothering me between her bum cheeks. I stuck my tongue up, licking urgently at the tiny hole as the men clapped and cheered and urged us on. I didn’t need telling, lapping at her beautiful little bottom until she went down on me again, putting her cunt in my face.

  She was open and dribbling spunk, which I lapped up and swallowed again and again as it oozed from her hole, while her tongue did amazing things to my own well-fucked cunt. They’d all come, either in me or in her, but she hadn’t been sodomised and her bumhole was as tight as ever, wet with my spit but still sweetly puckered between her spread cheeks. I began to tickle it, teasing her open until I could put my finger in, to feel the way her tight little ring squeezed, which was when I heard Sixclip’s voice.

  ‘That I’ve got to fuck.’

  He was standing over the bed, his limp cock hanging from his fly, supported on the fat black sack of his scrotum. Jemima stopped licking and gave a little sigh, nervous and yet excited. I put my arms around her middle, holding her for her virgin buggering, at which she gave a little sob, which might have been a thank-you. Sixclip quickly shrugged his trousers down and off, climbed on to the bed and spread his thighs above my head so that I could take his dangling cock in my mouth.

  ‘See, I said she’d go,’ he announced, ‘but she ain’t no ho, just a slut.’

  I didn’t answer, my mouth too full and too busy sucking. He’d dipped right down, his heavy ball sack squashed against my nose and his taut black buttocks rising above my face beneath his shirttail. He was fondling Jemima’s bottom too, and quickly getting hard, while she was trembling in my arms, but still using her tongue on my pussy and thighs.

  ‘Do my balls,’ Sixclip demanded.

  He pulled his half-stiff cock from my mouth and began to rub it on Jemima’s bottom as I gaped wide for his scrotum, taking as much of the thick, leathery sack into my mouth as I could and rolling his balls over my tongue as my head filled with the taste of man. Soon he was hard enough to rut in Jemima’s crease, his beautiful cock now a thick black rod against her cream-pale flesh. His balls were pulling at my mouth and I let them slip free, to kiss his buttocks and lap at his anus instead, to the delight of his watching cronies.

  Briefly, he sat down on my face, allowing me to lick his bottom hole and the underside of his balls. He’d put his cock in Jemima, the first few inches up her open, easy cunt, fucking her as I licked. For a moment I thought he was going to spare her a buggering, only for him to pull free, using his helmet to paint her anus with her own cunt cream, before pushing himself briefly into my mouth to make me taste her, and back in her pussy.

  Three times he did the same, making her ever more juicy between her cheeks and filling my mouth with her taste and his, before he finally put his helmet to her anus. She gave a little whimper as she felt the pressure, but made no attempt to escape. I watched, my mouth open, dizzy with arousal, as my darling little niece’s bottom hole began to spread to the first ever cock to be put up it, the baby pink ring slowly opening to the fat black knob, pushing in, spreading a little wider, pushing in again and spreading wider still.

  Jemima was gasping and clutching on to my thighs as for the first time in her life her bumhole spread to a man’s cock, but she was amazingly game, pushing out just as she’d seen me do with Dan Fishbaugh, and soon her ring was taut around the thick black shaft, with his helmet up her bum. That was it, her anal virginity gone, and she was whimpering and shaking as he fed the rest of it up, the whole fat, veiny penis, wedged to the hilt in her gaping bumhole, with his balls rubbing in my face as he began to move in her rectum.

  I was kissing and licking at his scrotum and anus as he buggered her, and Jemima’s face was back on my pussy, licking eagerly even as her straining anal ring pulled in and out to his thrusts. Letting his balls slip free, I began to lick her instead, determined to make her come while she was sodomised for the first time, to make the experience as memorable as possible. It wasn’t going to be hard, because he’d already come and was taking his time to fully enjoy her bumhole, while I could sense that she was already close to orgasm.

  It happened in second
s, Jemima’s muscles contracting hard, first a slow squeeze, then faster and faster still, until her whole body was in spasm as she screamed out her ecstasy and begged Sixclip to spunk up her bottom. He obliged with a sudden flurry of thrusts while her bumhole was still in contraction on his cock, finally holding himself deep inside her as she continued to come.

  Only when I felt her go limp did I stop licking and collapse back on the bed, gasping in air as I watched Sixclip extract his cock from Jemima’s rectum. He stuck it in my mouth, much to the delight of his friends, who watched me suck with exclamations of amusement and disgust at my behaviour. I didn’t care. Every pang of humiliation was now a joy, every degradation ecstasy, even as I sucked Sixclip’s erection clean. When he finally pulled out Jemima’s anus was still in contraction, spunk bubbling from her bright pink hole. Some squeezed out, hung for a moment from her pussy and dropped into my mouth, just as she began to lick me again.

  I buried my face in her bottom, licking Sixclip’s come from her anus as her tongue found my clit, filling my mouth until I could take no more and throwing my head back as I started to come, my mouth wide to show off the sticky pool of mess within, my body jerking uncontrollably in my ecstasy. More come dribbled into my mouth and over my face as I lost control completely and swallowed it all in my ecstasy, a wrenching sensation so powerful I nearly blacked out.

  All eight men were staring at us in silence. The only sound was the tiny pop of a spunk bubble as it emerged from Jemima’s anus. She was completely limp, and it took a moment to gather enough energy to roll her off me. I sat up, shaking my head to clear my vision and wiping away the goo running down my chin. They were still gazing in amazement or even awe. I made a curt gesture to Carl, whose jeans were held up with a thick, wide leather belt.

  ‘Give me that, please … yes, your belt. I’ve got a little bone to pick with my niece.’

  Carl’s hands went to his belt, unfastening it mechanically and pulling it free. I took it and turned to Jemima, who was looking up at me in surprise.