tagNonConsent/ReluctanceFreshman Couple's Night Out Ch. 02

Freshman Couple's Night Out Ch. 02


"Oh please! AAAHHH!!!" the young blonde squealed as the large Mexican, as naked as she was, pounded into her from behind, their bodies joining with a loud cadence of smacks as her pussy felt the barrage of his thrusting manhood.

It was a wonder her moans couldn't be heard across the street. About an hour ago, the young freshman couple, Trisha and her boyfriend Everett, had been forced by this cruel gang into a rundown house in one of Detroit's seediest areas. The gang had forced the couple to strip naked, and then they'd forced Everett to fuck his girlfriend right in front of them on a filthy mattress. Now, after the gang leader had followed it up by having his way with the girl himself, Malik was giving his boys the opportunity to take their turns.

Besides Malik, the tall, muscular and dark-skinned leader of the bunch, there was Diego, Vasquez, and Herminio. Diego was the bulky, overweight Mexican built like a defensive lineman, who was now fucking the helpless girl with gusto. He had decided to take first crack at her after Malik had finished emptying himself deep inside the girl. In fact, he didn't mind the pre-lubrication. Her cum-drenched sex allowed him to slide through with ease, and right now he was fucking her extra hard on the soiled mattress - doggy-style, pumping his hips forward as her moans went up an octave.

"Uhh! Uh! UH!! You like that, bitch? Tell me how much you like it!" When she didn't respond quickly enough, he smacked her hard on the ass. He gave both ass cheeks a series of swift swats for good measure. She groaned, her breasts trembling as she answered.

"Yes, I love...I love your cock inside me," she panted. "Please fuck me so hard."

"Call me 'Master,' stupid cunt." Diego pulled on the blonde's lustrous hair. She cried out in pain and quickly obeyed.

"Yes Master. Thank you for fucking my wet pussy. Please...fuck me harder. Ugh!!" Satisfied with the girl's submission, Diego reached underneath her to fondle her pierced nipples - nipples which Malik had pierced less than an hour ago. They were still so tender to the touch. He felt a satisfied jolt as the slender girl's cunt clenched up around his shaft, as she squirmed with discomfort the more he played with her aroused pink buds.

"Uhh! Please be gentle, Master," Trisha whimpered.

"I'll be as gentle or as ROUGH as I want to, little slut." So saying, Diego twisted one nipple slightly, just enough to make her squeal. When she did, her cunt once again clenched up on his shaft, milking his churning testicles toward what would be a very messy finish. He growled appreciatively and continued to torment the poor girl. All the while, though, one thing was crystal clear. The girl wasn't entirely bereft of enjoyment from all this rough treatment. Her eyes were glossed-over with a hint of lust. Her nipples stood out as her breasts jostled back and forth with the force of Diego's ruthless fucks. Her pussy was wet, and not just from the cum of her two previous partners...

"Ooooh. Little puta is starting to enjoy herself," Herminio jeered. Vasquez and Herminio were standing near Trisha's face, their cocks engorged, the veins standing out along the length of their shafts as those cocks throbbed with desire.

"I think the girlie needs something to suck on," Vasquez rumbled.

"Yeah, but look at her," Herminio said. "No offense, Boss, but you got cum all over her face. I'm not into that."

"Me neither," Vasquez huffed.

Malik laughed good-naturedly. "No worries, brothers. I have a solution." He eyed Everett, who was kneeling beside the bed, miserably watching his girlfriend getting raped. "You look bored there, lover-boy. Why don't we put that mouth to good use? I want you to give your hot girlfriend some nice, wet kisses. Lick my cum off her face until it's nice and clean. Come on, get busy."

Everett looked at Trisha's face. It glistened with Malik's seed. She had cum just above her hairline. There was more cum along her forehead, on both her cheeks, even around one eye and on her nose. More cum clung to her jaw, oozing slowly down to her chest. She was a complete, nasty mess, and Everett didn't want any part of it.

The 18-year-old boy shook his head. "No. You sick bastards. Finish fucking her and then please, just let us go."

"Maybe you don't hear so well," Malik growled. "Let's see if we can fix that real quick, yeah?" Malik disappeared for a moment, rummaging around in a backpack in the corner. He retrieved a shock wand perfect for administering a jolt of electroshock to an unwilling captive. He thrust this at Everett's butt and sent a jolt through the young man's body. Everett wailed as the jolt surged right through his anus. His testicles jostled as he writhed with pain.

"OK, I'll do it. Please, no more." Everett leaned forward, his eyes meeting Trisha's. There was sorrow and comfort in Trisha's eyes, as if she was trying to tell him 'It's okay. We're going to be okay, babe. Just do what he says.' Everett's lips found Trisha's, and then the two were kissing. Everett was a little surprised at how voraciously she responded. Her tongue found his, and her lips pressed hungrily against him. Soon she was practically mauling his face. She moaned into his mouth as Diego's thick shaft reamed her sore cunt again and again, the hard smacks of his body joining hers like a terrible symphony which Everett couldn't ignore.

Everett tried to ignore the taste of Malik's cum, too. Instead, he focused on losing himself in Trisha's soft lips. They were like a soothing balm. He had to admit it, they'd only just started dating, but he was crazy about this girl. He'd told himself, 'She might be the one.' Part of him already loved her, and that part of him told the rest of his body to just focus on her alone - to forget about the nasty excuses for human beings who were holding them captive. Everett just kissed his girl with a sensual, deep, and tender passion. He tried to take away her pain as they relished the ability to at least touch each other.

Then the tender moment was gone. Malik was yanking Everett's face back, his hand gripping the young man's neck.

"Look at you, boy. You like sucking your girlfriend's cum-covered face, don't ya? Oooh, and look at this, boys." The muscular rapist pointed down at Everett's penis, which now stood tall, stiff and rigid as a flagpole. "I think we got the slut's boyfriend in the MOOD again. How about that."

Horrified, Everett looked away, unable to meet Trisha's eyes.

Just then, with a sudden roar, Diego clenched up, grabbing Trisha's hips as he impaled her cunt hard on his shaft. He continued to bellow as ropes of cum shot deep towards her womb, filling her pussy completely until his stiffening testicles were totally emptied to the very last drop. At last, grunting in the final throes of orgasm, Diego pulled out and proceeded to spurt the last few swaths of cum along Trisha's lower back and ass.

"Ahhhh. Damn, boss. This little cunt is a real good fuck, just like you say. Maybe we keep her a few more days and fuck her brains out, get rid of the boyfriend first?"

Malik rubbed his chin thoughtfully as Trisha's eyes went wide with fear.

"No, please! Don't hurt Everett. He's done everything you've asked!" Malik shoved the shock wand against Trisha's belly and pressed the button. The sexy young blonde squealed as the electroshock slammed through her torso. Her nipples felt like they were on fire.

"AAAAAHHHH!!! Please stop." Malik reached down with his free hand, fondling her clitoris all of a sudden with a deceptive tenderness.

"You want me to be nice, bitch, you got to stop complaining. See? Now isn't this better? You want me to make you CUM, little WHORE? Do you?"

The black gangbanger watched with a feral grin as Trisha's tormented face showed the results of his attentions. She was slick and getting slicker by the minute. Being fucked by three impressive cocks in a row had definitely gotten her aroused, awakening every feminine instinct inside of her. The 18-year-old blonde whimpered as Malik's fingers continued to stroke her little joy nub.

"You like that, slut? You want more? Tell me what you want."

The cute girl bit her lip and nodded. "Yes...please don't stop." The truth was, Trisha wanted him to stop...except for the tiny part of her that didn't. She hated how degrading this was, how Everett was seeing every second of her being reduced to this. But what she hated more was the idea of them hurting him. At least if she seemed to cooperate, maybe they wouldn't be as rough. It was a long-shot, but what else could she do? 'Please, please, let us go,' she thought fervently. Then her thoughts got submerged in pleasure, as Malik's fingers caressed her clit toward a feverish climax.

A sudden cry ripped free of her chest. Trisha realized she was convulsing on Malik's fingers as they slammed into her cum-soaked cunt. Her snatch squeezed those fingers hard as she felt the spasms take over. She writhed on his hand as the orgasm ripped through her like a knife. Her flavorful fluids were soon streaming down Malik's hand. Trisha's chest was heaving as the gangbanger took his pussy-coated fingers away from her twat and began licking off the fluids.

"Mmmm...little bitch has her first orgasm of the night. Damn, girl, you taste GOOD."

Vasquez walked over to position himself behind the lithe blonde's prone, naked form just as Malik raised his hand.

"No. Wait. You can wait your turn a while longer, bro. I want to fuck this bitch in the ass." Trisha's face morphed with panic as she looked down and realized that Malik's 11-inch long cock was stiff all over again - fully rejuvenated. 'Oh god,' she thought, 'I had enough trouble fitting that thing into my tiny pussy. It'll never fit in my ass!'

"Oh please, no," Trisha cried. "Please, let me suck you off. I'll deep-throat your magnificent cock. Oh please, Master!"

"Quiet, bitch! You'll relax those ass muscles and welcome me in. Don't worry, I'll put some lube on my cock and make it good for you. Try to enjoy it, SLUT. Don't make me slap you."

Malik retrieved a vial of watermelon-scented lubricant from the backpack and slathered it up and down his manhood. He poured a little into her wrinkled opening too, then climbed up on the mattress. Now he readied himself behind her. Trisha's whole body clenched up. She glanced back and saw the intent look on Malik's face. There was no doubt about it. Nothing was going to stop him from raping her poor ass. 'Oh god,' she thought. 'I won't be able to handle the pain.'

"Be still, bitch. Try to relax. Like I said, I'll make it good for you, you just gotta cooperate." He caressed her ass cheeks, admiring her beautiful curves. He leaned over her. He slid his tongue along her shoulder and then kissed the side of her face with deceptive gentleness.

"You ready for me to give you the anal fuck of a lifetime? You ready for me to break in that sexy virgin ass?"

"No, please!" she whimpered. "I'll do anything," she sobbed. "Please!"

Now the brutish gangbanger spread the sexy blonde's ass cheeks wide and admired her star-shaped hole. He began to prod the bulbous head of his cock into her tightest opening when suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Who the fuck?" Malik growled. He motioned at Herminio and Vasquez. "Go check it out."

Trisha heaved a sigh of relief as Malik stood up, grabbed his gun, and followed Herminio and Vazquez.

"Whoever interrupted my rape party, they gonna pay," Malik grunted.

'Maybe it's the police!' Trisha thought as hope welled up inside her like pure spring water. She and Everett exchanged a look. Would they get out of this alive after all?

Vasquez and Herminio stood on either side of the door, naked but armed. Malik stood off and to the right just behind Herminio, while Diego remained with Trisha and Everett.

"Who the fuck is it?" Malik shouted.

"Who do you think? Forgive me for interrupting," a voice with a slight Slavic accent called from the other side of the door. Then a man opened the door and walked through. He was tall, muscled like a wrestler, his blonde hair close-cropped to his skull, with a handsome, almost boyish face that belied his dark, restless eyes.

"Slobodan, you motherfucker," Malik cried, his tone brightening. The two men hugged tightly. Slobodan had helped kill a witness who was going to testify against Malik's younger brother. Ever since then, the two of them had been close allies. Now, as they drew apart, the Serbian nodded towards the mattress.

"I was just on my way to see you. I ran across one of your boys one block over. He said you were having a little fun. I thought I'd come join you."

The tall black man cocked his head with a speculative look. "Is that so? Well, not that I mind sharing, but as you can see, Slo, we only have one young pussy to go around. It's getting a little crowded here, too many cocks, not enough cunt, you know?"

Slobodan chuckled. "Not to worry, my brother. I brought some pussy of my own." He motioned impatiently and a young black woman wearing a black tank top and miniskirt walked through the doorway. Outwardly, she had the submissive demeanor of a girl who had just recently been broken in as one of Slobodan's sex slaves. Yet hidden underneath the female's reluctant, resigned attitude lay this restless spirit. The girl still held out hopes of escaping.

"Mal, I'd like you to meet my newest fuck-toy. Fuck-toy, I'd like you to meet Mal. Before my men captured her, she went by the name 'Rayna.' Not that it matters now," Slobodan said with a cruel smirk.

Rayna was about 20 years of age, with firm, bubble-shaped tits. She was slender, as lithe as a panther. Her dark, curly hair hung past her shoulders, and she had a strong yet beautiful face with deep, brown eyes.

"Hey, since you didn't come empty-handed, man, I say you're welcome to join us," Malik said with approval.

Slobodan nodded as he began shrugging out of his clothes. "Let's get started then. I'll have to make up for being late to the party." He turned to his slave-girl. "Start stripping."

But seeing her Master start to disrobe, the girl was already one step ahead of him. Early on, Rayna had learned that anticipating her Master's wants was vastly preferable to making him wait. Soon the young woman was completely naked, her light-brown complexion and beautiful body bare for all to see. The gorgeous girl also sported two nipple rings on the tips of her breasts, but these had some bling which made them very different from Trisha's gold nipple rings.

Rayna's nipple rings had a pair of attachments hanging down from them. They were stylized vertical letters made out of silver, tiny but readable. On the girl's right nipple the word 'Fuck' dangled and on the girl's left nipple the word 'Toy' dangled.

Slobodan gestured towards his slave-girl's adornments. "Better than any nametag, don't you think, brother?"

Malik whistled with approval. "True, man. Nice. I see why you call her 'Fuck-toy' now." He rubbed his hands together. "Well let's get busy then. Come here, Fuck-toy. I've got a job for you." Malik strode up to the mattress and slammed Trisha onto her back. The naked blonde lay there, stunned, as Malik spread her alluring thighs, fully exposing her pink pussy to everyone in the room. She wanted to die of shame as she looked down and saw the remnants of her boyfriend's cum, plus Diego's and Malik's nasty spunk, still leaking from her thoroughly brutalized sex.

"As you can see, we got a messy one here. You need to clean up this pussy, bitch."

"Yes Master," Rayna chirped. Right away the girl walked over and knelt down, shoving her tongue into Trisha's quim. The blonde tried not to squirm or buck as the experienced black girl deftly began to eat out her cunt. The sounds of fervent licking soon gave way to the sound of Rayna slurping on Trisha's clitoris. Trisha couldn't stop the tremor that whipped through her body. She sighed, biting her lip to keep from moaning. 'Oh god,' she thought. 'I feel like the worst kind of slut.' She realized belatedly that she was already thrusting her crotch into Rayna's furiously working mouth. Rayna's tongue dove deeper, lapping up the cum-encrusted insides of Trisha's teenage pussy. Trisha found herself wondering what it must taste like - this cocktail of flavors combining her own fluids with three men's cum. She shuddered to think about it...then she shuddered again, except this time for an entirely different reason. Her body was responding to Rayna's attentions. The slave-girl was nipping gently at the blonde's clit now, and Trisha couldn't help it. She reached up and began to fondle her own breasts as her fluids began to trickle onto Rayna's tongue. Arousal pulsed between her legs. Her loins felt this unmistakable buildup. Her soft folds were wet and feeling the most exquisite burn.

At this rate she was going to come...and soon.

"Now isn't this special. Look at your blonde slut enjoying having her pussy licked out by another girl," Malik jeered as he turned to Everett. "I bet you're feeling left out, aren't you? OK. Let's get you in on this action." He pointed at Trisha's cute face. "I want you to straddle your bitch and have her suck your balls. Do it. NOW."

Everett looked at Malik with anger and disgust, but he did as his captor told him. He climbed onto the mattress and straddled Trisha's neck so that his testicles rested gently on her lips. Trisha opened her mouth. Her tongue snuck out, lapping at Everett's sweaty balls. The smell of his male musk invaded her nostrils. It wasn't unpleasant, at least not to her. She'd always been turned on by the idea of a sweaty guy; as long as a guy showered every day, Trisha thought there was something sexy about fresh sweat. She slurped on Everett's balls, taking one into her mouth to suck fervently, then the other. Everett tried to just sit there, straddling her face, staying perfectly still. He closed his eyes, just wishing this were some nightmare he could wake up from any moment. She could sense his arousal, though. Trisha suckled more desperately than ever on his fragile testicles, enjoying the ability to at least give him some pleasure.

And soon she was moaning loudly while she slurped on Everett's testicles. She was so close. Rayna's tongue was devastating. The tip of the slave-girl's pierced tongue battered the nerve bundle between Trisha's legs just so. Then she nipped forcefully at the hood of the girl's clit and Trisha felt herself plunging over the edge. The alluring blonde's petite body thrashed in ecstasy as her juices flowed onto Rayna's tongue. Trisha had to be careful not to bite down on Everett's testicles as the orgasm exploded inside her. She moaned plaintively, and that was when it happened...

Apparently, feeling his girlfriend reach orgasm underneath him and hearing her moan was just too much for the 18-year-old boy. Everett already couldn't take it, seeing Trisha suck on his balls with such dedication. Seeing the enraptured look on her face and feeling her body writhing underneath him - all of it sent him over the edge too. He groaned, grabbing the base of his cock as the explosion sent a geyser of cum into the air. Everett had just enough time to aim the direction of the powerful blast. He sent spurt after spurt of seed onto Trisha's hair and forehead. His agonized grunts petered out as the last spurt of cum landed between Trisha's eyes.

"Uhhh!!!" Everett groaned. Suddenly he toppled over, stunned, as Malik's pistol slammed into the side of his head.

"Did I say you could CUM, lover boy? NO!" he thundered. The gangbanger left the young man lying unconscious beside his girlfriend on the bed. Meanwhile, Trisha's heavy-lidded, pleasure-laced eyes went from euphoric to terrified.

"Oh god! Everett. Everett!" she cried out. She turned toward Malik. "Did you kill him?" She looked so fearful, but Malik merely grunted.

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