Farm Girl (18+)

Farm Girl -- Two

    After I clipped their nails, I didn’t have to worry about them scratching me every time they f*cked me. I didn’t neglect my dildos during this time, of course. I stuffed them up my cunt and ass every opportunity I got. 

  Several times I pushed one deep inside my cunt and wore it to school. It gave me a different kind of thrill that no one had found out yet. When I walked, it would be forced partway out by my cunt muscles, not to mention gravity, but my panties kept it from falling out at my feet. 

  It would still protrude an inch or two, which made a fantastic time of sitting down. During boring lectures in Mr. Prockman's English class, I would raise my little bottom a little off the chair and then press down again, pushing it deeper into my cunt tube. Several times I brought myself to orgasm during class without anyone knowing. All of them were too busy ignoring everything around them that they didn't notice what I was doing to myself. 

  One time though, as I was squirming around trying to c*m, Tony Spinozzo, the school creep, had his eyes glued on me. Tony was older than anyone else in my class and was only there because he kept skipping class all the time and couldn’t pass the tests. He only showed up when the social worker threatened to send him to a reform school.

  While I was trying to get myself off, Tony’s boredom, combined with his dirty and suspicious mind, decided that I was a horny girl rubbing herself against the chair to orgasm. I snorted softly. He didn’t know the half of it. After I had c*m, I asked to be excused to go to the bathroom to clean myself off. 

  "Mr. Prockman?"

  He looked at me incredulously, like he was surprised I had the nerve to interrupt him. 

  "What?" he demanded. His patchy moustache started twitching like a caterpillar. 

  I smirked at how ridiculous he looked. "Can I go to the bathroom?" I asked. 

  He glared harder. "Two minutes."

  I smirked again and got up slowly just to piss him off. His moustache twitched harder in anger as I swayed out of the room. He continued, "As I was saying..."

   I shook my head as I walked down the deserted hallway and went into the empty girl's room. I cleaned myself off in the stall, and then slid the delicious dildo back up into my cunt. I shivered in pleasure, tingles running down my spine. When I came out, Tony was leaning against the door, leering at me.

 “What the hell are you doing in here, Spinozzo?” I demanded.

 “Hey take it easy, baby,” he grinned nastily. “I know what you were doing in class,” he sneered. My heart skipped a beat at the thought that he might actually know, and the blood drained from my face. My heart started racing, and I had to conceal a little grin of anticipation. 

 “Feeling horny in Prockman’s class huh?” He said, reaching out and wrapping his arms around me.

  “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” I snapped, trying to jerk away from him.

  “Leave me alone and get out of here!” I demanded as his hands reached down and cupped my ass through my short skirt. My further words were muffled as his hand gripped my hair and forced my face towards his. His lips crushed mine, his tongue invading my mouth as I struggled angrily against him.

  Then his hand slid under my skirt in the back and slid down my ass crack to my hairless mound. His eyes opened in surprise as he felt the tip of the protruding dildo. My heart raced faster. 

  “What the hell is that?” he demanded. I cried out as he bent my arm behind my back and pushed me against a sink, bending me forward. He threw my skirt up as I squirmed helplessly, then yanked my panties down. I heard him gasp in shock as the dildo pushed out a couple of more inches.

  “Holy f*****g s**t!!” he yelled. “What a hot little slut! Wait till everyone hears about this!” 

  My whole body reddened in humiliation, and a rush went through my body, making me breathless as I felt his fingers on the dildo. I yelped and squirmed as he slid it in and out of my f**k box. I struggled uselessly against him, tears coming to my eyes. Then he slapped the side of my head sharply. 

  “Just shut up and do what I tell you, you little slut,” he gritted. “You keep quiet and so will I.”

  With that, the last of the dildo came free of my clutching cunt sheath, and he tossed it into the sink. Then I felt another object against my cunt slit. It was even bigger than the dildo but seemed to be both harder and softer.

  “You like c*cks little girl?” he sneered. “I’ll give you a real c*ck for your little cunt to hold onto!” Then he rammed his c*ck into me, cramming every inch of his male organ into my tiny slit with one mighty thrust. I cried out in pain as my slit went from empty to full in a second. His hands gripped my sides as he pumped his long c*ck into me from behind.

  “Tight little b***h aren’t you?!… Fuuck… Fuuuckkk… Take it p***y… Take it up your f*****g little cunt hole!… ughg… ughgh… you little SLUT!… Goooood… uggh… ughhg!"

  My face was smashed against the mirror in the back of the sink, his hand on the back of my neck forcing me flat across the sink as he f*cked me with fast, brutal strokes. My toes barely touched the floor and each time he rammed against me, my hips ground against the edge of the counter and my toes left the floor.

  His hands ran up and down my sides and fastened around my hanging titties, squeezing them over and over through my thin blouse, like he was milking a cow. His balls slapped against my crotch and I could feel his pubic hair against me as his blood-filled slab of meat thrust in and out of my slick little box.

  My beleaguered mind tried to cope with the outrage and humiliation of his brutal assault, and at the same time, a wondrous flood of s****l passion seared through my belly at the realization that I was finally being f****d! 

  “Fuuuckk… Fuuuccccckk… ughghhhhh!” he groaned. His hands came down to my thighs and he pulled them wide apart so his c*ck could go even deeper inside me. My feet left the floor and my entire weight came down on my hips mashing against the side of the sink, and my shoulders and face pressing into the mirror. I whimpered again, this time loving and hating the feeling. 

  His c*ck was really skewering me now as my legs were held far apart for his furious, rutting thrusts. His prong was ripping in and out of my p***y, rasping viciously across my clitty, sending jagged bolts of s****l heat up through my pulsing organs.

  He grunted each time his c*ck rammed inside me. Then suddenly my eyes, staring dazedly at my own close reflection in the mirror, were blinded by a deep white light. It was like a tiny pinhole in the center of my vision but soon expanded, blossoming outward like an explosion to fill my head with hot, throbbing pain.

  At the same time, my body jerked and trembled. I could feel my tiny pink n*****s almost sparkling with sheer carnal electricity. My breasts felt swollen to twice their normal size and almost hurt with the need to be squeezed, mashed, and sucked.

  I shuddered and groaned low in my throat as I felt my lower body pulse and shake in the tortuous onslaught of burning orgasmic waves. My eyes rolled back in my head and my muscles locked as the orgasm rolled over me, crushing my mind and body in its all-encompassing grasp.

  Then suddenly I felt a flood of hot liquids bubbling down into my belly as Spinozzo jammed his cockpole into my furnace of a cunt and sprayed his seed into me. He grabbed my hips and jammed them against his, staying there until his c*ck stopped pulsing, then thrust into me a couple more times.

  “Oh, wow!” he groaned, pulling out of me and zipping up his pants. He slapped my bare ass. “Nice f**k, b***h!” he grinned. “I’ll see you later."

  I groaned, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm. He chuckled and left the bathroom, whistling as he went. I took a couple minutes to catch my breath and then cleaned the stickiness out of my crotch and pulled my panties up. I hesitantly grabbed the dildo out of the sink and bit my lip. I sighed, deciding to keep it with me, and walked back to class.

  When I went back, Mr. Prockman gave me the death glare, and I scurried back to my seat. When I finally got the courage to look behind me, Tony was sitting there leering evilly at me. My breath caught and my face flushed, and I turned back to the front of the classroom, pretending to pay attention. 

  The whole day I was too nervous to do anything except think of what Tony did to me in the bathroom.  After school, as I feared, he was waiting for me outside.

  “Come on sweety, my cars waiting,” he grinned.

  “I’m not going anywhere with you, you bastard!” I gritted. He grabbed my arm and swung me around until his face was only inches away from mine.

  “Look cunt, you walk around with a rubber c*ck up your t**t because you like f*cking. Now you and me are goin' to my place and I’m gonna give you just what you been lookin’ for, else I’m gonna call everyone over here and show em what you got in that purse of yours.”

  I started and glanced guiltily at my purse. I had thought of dumping it somewhere, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. With that, he led me over to a red Camaro parked against the wall and shoved me inside, slamming the door. The engine caught with a roar and we squealed out of the parking lot.

 His hand rubbed up and down my bare leg as he grinned at me.

  “When we get to my place, I’m gonna strip you down and f**k you till you scream for mercy, baby!” he said. “You ever sucked a c*ck before? A real c*ck?”

  My face reddened and I shook my head.

“You’re gonna find out today.” 

  I gasped as his hand slid up under my skirt to my panties. He squeezed my cunt through the thin material, then pushed his hand under them and shoved a long finger up inside me.

  I began trembling as we raced down the street, frightened of what he would do to me. But anything was better than having everyone find out what I had been doing with the dildo. It would have been less of a scandal if I’d gotten pregnant.

  We turned off the road onto a narrow drive and pulled up in front of a ratty-looking house. He flicked his tongue out at me. “Ready to get f*cked, cunt?”

  I scrunched down in the seat looking away from him. “Answer me you w***e!” he yelled in my face.

  “Y…l... yes.” I squeaked.

  He glared at me, then he grabbed my hair and jerked me around to face him.”Yes, what!”

  “Y… yes I’m ready to be f-f*cked… arghhh! Stop pulling my hair! That hurts!” I yelped, slapping at his arm.

  “Ha!” he laughed. He jumped out of the car and came around to my side, yanking me out and leading me up to the front door. Just as we got there, it opened and an older man stood there glaring at Tony.

  “What the f**k took you so long boy?” he demanded.

“Don’t worry pa,” Tony said, “I got a good reason.”

  Relief started to rise in me, thinking I would escape Tony’s clutches with his dad here.

  But then my breath caught with Tony’s next words.

  “I brought home a little cunt meat for us!”

  The man looked at me, his face all scrunched up.

  “This looks kinda underripe ta me,” he said.

  Tony laughed. He pulled the dildo out of my purse and held it up. “When I bent her over this afternoon she had this up her little cunt. She was jerking off right in class.”

Tony’s dad looked at me with renewed interest, as I closed my eyes in embarrassment and bowed my head. “She’s a tight fit Pa, I tried her out today.”

  The man grinned and reached his hand up to my boob. He clutched his fingers around it and squeezed, bruising the tender flesh, until I cried out in pain.

  “Take her inside afore someone sees her,” he ordered.

  Tony pushed me inside, he and his dad walking in after me. It was a dark, dirty little house, and I curled my lip as I looked around in disgust. Tony and his dad pushed me into the middle of the room and stood back. 

  “Take your clothes off honey,” the man said, not unkindly.

  I looked up at the two of them and shook my head, folding my arms over my chest as my face reddened further. Tony glared at me and started to move forward, but the old man held his arm.

  “Look honey,” he admonished, “You either take off that dress of yourn or me and Tony are gonna rip it off and then give you a little wuppin to teach you manners, then you kin walk home neked.” I looked at the two of them. They were sweating and had hard-ons that bulged out the front of their pants.

  “So what’s it gonna be honey?” the old man demanded.

  Slowly my trembling fingers began to unbutton the front of my dress. It only had a few buttons down the front. When they were done, the whole dress would just slip down off me. The last button was opened and I looked up at them hesitantly.

  “Come on, cunt!” Tony yelled.

  My eyes blurred with tears as I pulled the front aside and lowered the dress down. First past my rounded chest, partially hidden behind my pink bikini bra, then down over my smooth, flat belly, over my curved hips, down past my thighs, finally dropping to the floor.

  The two of them whistled as I stood there shivering, clad only in my underwear and bikini bra.

  “She’s small but all the parts are there all right!” the old man grinned. Tony licked his lips and nodded. 

  “Yum, yum!” he said.

  I realized that though he had f****d me earlier, Tony had never seen me naked except for my upturned ass and cunt.

  “The rest honey. We don’t got all day.”

  I breathed out shakily and fumbled with the catch of my bra, turning around to do so. Then I cried out in surprise as Tony grabbed me from behind. His hands wrapped around my wrists and yanked them up above my head as he whirled me around to face his father.

  The old guy shook his head and stepped forward, his hands grabbing the material. Then he ripped the flimsy bra apart, and my round boobs sprang free. A second later my panties were sliding down my legs and I was standing there naked. Behind me Tony smacked his lips, holding both my wrists in one hand above me while his other hand slid up my belly and cupped one tit, squeezing harshly.

  “Nice, huh, Pa?” he said. He pushed against my back, shoving my chest outward as he pulled back on my wrists. My body bowed out toward the old man, whose eyes gleamed as they raced over my small white frame.

  “Nice indeed,” he said. I trembled in disgust at the sound of his oily voice.

  They put me on my back on a table. Tony went to one side and held my arms above me. His father stepped to the other, between my legs, and he pulled me down till my ass was right on the edge.

“Move your legs apart honey,” he ordered. I shakingly spread them wide, trying not to think of what would happen next.

“Wider!” he said. “Wider!”

  The muscles and tendons in my groin strained and protested as he pulled my legs almost parallel with the table edge. I was split worse than when I did the split at the ballet. Tears started leaking out of my eyes as I was spread out wide, helpless as the two of them slobbered over me, stroking, squeezing, fondling, and pinching me all over. 

  Tony held my wrists with one hand and ran the other over my tit mounds and belly. He took great delight in the smoothness and softness of my skin and squeezed and pinched my upthrust titties and small pink n*****s relentlessly. He seized one n****e between his thumb and forefinger and twisted and rolled it, pulling it upward, distending my tit flesh into a giant meaty cone, ignoring my cries of pain.

  His father slid his hands over my inner thighs and rubbed up and down my crotch, marvelling at the tightness of my little slit. His hands came under me and clutched my buttocks, pulling my lower body off the table. His thumb rubbed away at the entrance to my cunt, pushing down with more and more pressure until it was buried to the knuckle. I whimpered.

  His mouth came down and his tongue slid up and down my slit, then burrowed away at the top, searching for my clitty. More tears started to roll down my cheeks as I trembled in fear, and worried what they would do to me. I was mortified at being so used, never having been naked in front of anyone else except a doctor.

  The old man stepped back and lowered me back to the table, rapidly undressing. When he stood there naked, I tried to avert my face, but my eyes were held by a huge erect c*ck sprouting up from beneath his fat belly. It was huge, bigger and fatter than the dildos I had. Bigger even, I thought, than Tony’s was, though I had never actually seen his.

  “You like it honey?” he grinned. He stroked his c*ck with his hand and leered at me.

  “It’s gonna feel real good when I shove it inside your tight little f*ck hole.” He leaned over me, his face inches from mine. I turned my head away in disgust and felt his hot breath on my cheek as his hand slid ever so lightly over the soft, warm flesh of my upturned breast.

  His hand slid down over my skin, leaving a tingle of heat in its trail. It moved over my belly and slid around in slow gentle circles, then downward, over my abdomen until his palm rubbed across my mound and cupped me, firmly but gently.

  Then his finger stiffened. I thought he was going to push it inside me, but instead, he slid it up along my slit, over my hairless p***y, and onto my abdomen and belly. It stopped, about a foot above my slit, and he grinned again, his yellowed, rotting teeth on full display.

  “See there honey?” He pushed the tip of his finger into my belly, making a deep indentation in my flesh as it pressed inward. “This… right here, is where my c*ck is going to go,” he whispered as he twisted his finger in my belly. I closed my eyes and fought more tears as his breathing increased.

  Despite my situation, my own breathing was getting heavier as well. I opened my eyes and stared down at his finger as if mesmerized. Unbidden to my mind came the image of that huge organ of his churning away inside me.

  “Right up here inside your belly,” he breathed. “I’m gonna f*ck my c*ck up inside you so high, you won’t be able to stand it.”

  I looked at the smooth flesh of my belly and it turned see-through. In my mind I imagined a wide window showing the inside of my belly, and there beneath the skin was his huge fuckwand, sliding back and forth inside me. I blinked and it disappeared, replaced by his caressing fingers. 

  Again he spoke, in an almost hypnotic voice. “Small and tight you are. I’ll ride you like no one else ever has little one.” My lips parted in surprise, and he took that chance to kiss me, shoving his tongue in my mouth.

  He stepped back and moved closer in between my still parted legs. I watched his c*ck, my breath locking inside me as he positioned the fat thing at the center of my crotch. I felt his c*ckhead touch me there. He ran it up and down my small slit several times.

  Then the fat head, greased with his pre-c*m, was pushing aside my cuntlips. I felt them pried apart, felt the entrance to my body opening wide, wider, wider still. I gasped in pain, my fingers digging into my palm as my p***y was forced open further than ever before.

  I felt his thing going into me. It was like a hard round ball right at the top of my cunt channel. My breath was coming in great heaving gasps as it forced its way deeper, moving two full inches, then three, then four. My eyes were wide and staring as I watched inch after inch of the fat ugly thing moving inside me, disappearing into the tiny slit between my legs.

  I cried out as his f*ck tool moved deeper into my body, five full inches it looked like, then six, seven, eight… I cried out in pain, my vaginal tunnel being forced to accommodate a c**k wider than it was. My cunt tunnel bulged outward around his piercing organ, bulged aside into my intestines and colon, bulged wide, shoving aside other organs as it tried to hold the giant c*ck without tearing.

  The elastic walls of my p***y gave under his relentless attack, moved wider still. I gritted my teeth, closing my eyes against the pain as he moved deeper still; nine inches, then ten. My eyes snapped open as I felt it touch the deepest part of my p***y.

  I pulled my head off the table and stared downward, and cried in despair to see there was still c*ckmeat yet to come. Nothing had ever moved this deep inside me and he was going to go deeper still. My guts cramped and ached as he forced his meat further into me, unwilling to accept that there was an end to my p***y. 

  A sob burst from my throat and a short cry of pain. I jerked my body to try and get away, but Tony’s hand came down on my chin, pulling my head back against the table, holding me there. I screamed shrilly as his father slammed his hips forward, thrusting his spear-like c*ck against the back of my cunt.

  My legs jerked up and aside, heels flopping and pounding on the tabletop. My back arched as I sought mindlessly to rise from the table. He grabbed my thighs, his fingers digging painfully hard into my flesh. He pushed my legs wider, ignoring my screams of pain, and slid his hands around my waist. My waist was so tiny that his hands completely encircled me, fingers joined together at my back, his thumbs overlapped across my belly.

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