Break-In Bang
Chapter 1
Teresa was sitting at home alone, reading yet another dirty book about a horny housewife who was being gang-banged at a party, her favorite. For some reason she just got so turned on by the idea of being taken by more than one guy. Not that she was a horny housewife, just a regular twenty-two-year-old girl, but it was her dirty little hidden fantasy. To be taken and abused... not that she actually wanted to be hurt, but she wanted them to do things to her—dirty things. Things that most girls would be horrified to think about. Sometimes she wondered if something was wrong with her; but there were always books and porn about this. So maybe it wasn't so strange, there were obviously other people who were into the same kind of things that she did.
Setting her book down she went over to her computer, pulled up her journal page, and started typing.
Sometimes I just wish that I could have the guts to find a couple of guys to actually do all the fantasies that I've written about...
I don't know what it is that turns me on so much about being abused by several guys. Just the idea of having all my holes filled is like, the hottest thing ever, but I've never even tried alot of the things that I want. I suppose I could fulfillpartsof my fantasies, but for me the biggest part is always having a couple guys there while I'm doing it, and having them do it to me. I just don't think it would be quite as satisfying otherwise.
Looking at the screen, she decided she was done. It was probably the shortest journal entry she'd ever written - usually they were more like the erotic stories that she read; detailing specific fantasies and scenarios that she'd like to have done to her.
Sighing as she got up, she went into the kitchen and pulled out a cucumber, rubbing it with her hands to warm it up. She knew that it wasn't going to be the same, but at least she could imagine.
Stripping down, she lay naked on the kitchen floor, pressing the cucumber to her wet pussy and picturing a group of guys around her, jacking off as they looked at her. One of them knelt between her legs and was pressing the cucumber in and out of her pussy... fucking her harder and harder with it. Two more knelt down on either side of her to suck on her nipples...
Dammit, this wasn't working. She was only one person, she only had two hands... she couldn't even make herself comecloseto feeling the same things she imagined. Horny and frustrated, she pumped herself hard with the cucumber, abandoning her fantasy and just trying to get off. She came, but it wasn't what she wanted, and she was still feeling a little empty and frustrated inside. Washing the cucumber off, she put it back in the fridge and went to bed.
A week later, Teresa awoke in the middle of the night. Her sheets were off and her t-shirt that she was wearing was up above herchest. Hands were touching her and she realized that she wasn't wearing panties. Taking a breath to scream, she was muffled by a leather-gloved hand that immediately covered her mouth.
"She's awake," the owner of the gloved hand hissed in a low voice, and she realized that there was more than one strange man in her room. "Give me her panties."
A moment later her panties were stuffed in her mouth, muffling any more screams, and three pairs of hands were moving all over her body. Okay, so they were holding her down too, but she was incredibly turned on... It was just like out of one of her books! Truthfully, although she was frightened, as long as they weren't going to hurt or kill her she would happily go along with this. Unfortunately she couldn't tell them that, and so she just wriggled as they molested her body.
Fingers pinched at her nipples, twisting them roughly and bringing tears to her eyes even as the same sensation sent a shot of lust straight through her pussy. Arching her back on the bed, she tried to relieve the pinch as her nipples were pulled upward, stretching out her breasts. Everything about this turned her on. Even though fear was pumping through her body, it just fed her desire.
A detached part of her mind thought,I'm so perverted...
After all, she was laying here, being taken and abused by three figures in the dark and she was more turned on than she'd ever been in her life. If they took her gag out she'd be begging for their cocks, encouraging them to abuse her. She felt light-headed and giddy as hands slid up her inner thighs, two fingers parting her sopping pussy lips and pressing in.
"She's tight but she's wet as all fuck," a voice hissed. "You like this don't you, you little slut?"
Teresa's body reacted both to the name and the fingers that pressed upward inside her as he spoke, a muffled cry emitting from behind the gag. The men all chuckled as her body writhedin front of them, mouths covering her nipples and biting down as a tongue probed around the fingers in her pussy. It was heavenly... Obviously they weren't here to hurt her, and she was feeling awfully good. The fear was receding behind a wall of rampant lust. They sucked on her body with soft demanding lips, incredible feelings of shocked desire surging through her as their hands and tongues teased her senses.
With the one man's finger moving inside her pussy, and all their oral stimulation, it wasn't very long before Teresa was coming ecstatically, her body practically levitating with pleasure as she screamed behind the panty-gag. The men laughed triumphantly as she came down from her orgasm. They were stripping off their clothes and she was burning with anticipation. One of them grabbed her and turned her over, startling her and making her kick out. A heavy slap to her ass stopped her struggles as the place where he hit her stung harshly, although it didn't stop her arousal at all.
They tied her hands behind her back, which she found equally scary and exciting. She'd thought about bondage before, and had even detailed it in some of her fantasies in her journal, but this was the real thing. Now she was completely vulnerable to whatever they wanted to do to her... They took the panty-gag from her mouth and she immediately started begging,
"Please, you don't have to... Umph!" Another gag was shoved in to replace the panties; it tasted of leather and metal and her jaw felt very stretched. Teresa felt a flash of indignation, she'd just wanted to tell them that they didn'thaveto restrain her, she'd cooperate—and gladly! But they seemed to get a lot of pleasure out of having her so vulnerable to them, and truth be told she rather liked it too... it was just scary. There was no control left to her at all.
They lifted her up to straddle one of them, a man laying on the bed with his large dick pointing straight up at her readypussy. She moaned heavily as they lowered her onto him, her tightness stretching deliciously over his cock. He groaned too, as her body sucked him inside of her tight and wet pussy. Holding onto her breasts, he pushed her so that she was mostly sitting up, pinching her nipples and making her whimper as he moved underneath her. Another of the guys got in front of her and started pushing his dick into her mouth and she realized that the gag had a wide round opening so that they could get a blow job from her even while she was gagged!
Of course, with her hands behind her back she had no control over the blow job at all and he was soon pushing his way into her throat as she gagged and panicked, never having deep-throated a guy before. It didn't seem to matter to him though, he just kept pushing in and out of her mouth, working his way deeper and deeper as she struggled to breathe.
Soon there was a distraction at her backside as something slick and hard pressed against her asshole. Fear flashed through her. It wasexactlylike one of her stories, the ones that made her the hottest but also scared her the most.
Imagine...
Having two guys in both her holes at once... and her ass was virgin. At least, at the moment. She screamed as the cock pressed into her asshole, opening it up painfully, and her vocal reverberations vibrated up the dick in her mouth, making the man attached to it groan happily and plunge deeper, until he was all the way in, his balls resting against her chin. With her nose pressed up against his groin, she couldn't decide which was worse, the meat-popsicle or the dick invading her tight ass. Tears leaked down her face at the sensory overload as all three of them started moving inside her.
Her ass burned and cramped, but her pussy felt soooo good... and having a dick in her mouth just made the rest of it seem so complete. In fact, she was starting to wish that she didn'thave the gag in her mouth so that she could give the guy a real blow job. Writhing between their thrusting bodies, Teresa could feel the pain in her ass starting to diminish, it was just feeling very full and very good. Her holes tightened convulsively as little waves of ecstasy shuddered through her. Not quite orgasms as her body still hadn't adjusted to the abuse, but like the little quakes that precede a shattering earthquake.
Everything seemed to be narrowed to the physical sensations that were consuming her body. She couldn't think, couldn't see, couldn't breathe anything else. It was all just dick, moving in and out of her, pleasuring and hurting her, using her in the basest way possible. Teresa's orgasm grew and grew, she was getting almost as much pleasure out of its preparation as she would its arrival. She could feel it, a burning itch that went higher and higher inside her body with every thrust. Her clit was thrumming against the guy underneath her as she rode him. With a scream, she felt herself falling over the edge, every muscle in her body tensing with ecstasy as her holes clamped down on the dicks inside her.
One after another, they climaxed inside her, first the one in her pussy, then the one in her ass, and finally the one in her mouth; not quite simultaneously, but overlapping each other. Each of their climaxes just pushed hers higher and higher as she was filled with cum in every hole. She gasped for air as the guy in her mouth pulled out and she fell onto the guy underneath her.
He pulled off his ski mask with a smirk and if she hadn’t been gagged, her mouth would have fallen wide open. It was a man she’d known for seven years.
