Sisters On Camera, part 5 - Sex Stories

Sisters On Camera, part 5

... she saw him. Adam, Roger and James were steadily becoming bored with Kerry. They had fucked her so many times in so many positions that she could have identified each one blindfolded from the way his cock felt inside her. She wasn't nearly as tired of them as they were of her. She came four times before any of the boys experienced a single orgasm. She was riding high on a tide of torture-induced adrenaline. Adam and Roger came first, both ejaculating primarily onto her face. James and one of the other boys saved themselves, zipping up their pants as another boy whose name remained unknown to Kerry fucked her roughly from behind. She felt like he was inside her forever though it was nineteen minutes at most. He held Kerry's phone in one hand, replaying the video of her lesbian rape session while forcing her to turn her head to stare at it. Kerry moaned like a whore in the truck while she moaned like a whore in the video, Anne's graceful young tongue artfully tickling and massaging every inch of her gushing wet sex. Kerry focused her eyes on the video with a rigid stare, hardly blinking as her lover drove his erect cock in and out of her slick, glove-tight pussy. He pressed the tines of the electric prod into her right tit and she knew he would shock her if she glanced away from the screen or closed her eyes. But she would not have looked away in any case. The video made her too wet. She gripped her lover's cock tightly with her pussy and rocked her hips, taking the initiative ...

... in fucking her rapist as the pace of his strokes faltered. She loved fucking a man with a little endurance. At this point she would have gladly fucked a dildo mounted on a wall. As long as she had something hard in her pussy and ass to flex and strain her muscles against, she could endure anything. Thus she found herself gravely disappointed when her lover came inside her and pulled her buttplug out with an embarrassing pop, all while she was in the middle of an orgasm. Then the rapists opened the hatchback door and shoved the bruised, cum-drenched teen out of the truck. Kerry struggled to balance in her ankle cuffs and fell over twice as she tried to shuffle away from the vehicle, nearly spraining her wrists each time she fell onto her cuffed hands. She noticed that the boys in front were opening large plastic cases. "Start shooting on three. One... two..." Adam counted as each teen raised an odd sort of gun, taking aim at Kerry's nude body. Panic seized her and she ran as quickly as she could manage, shuffling pitifully and struggling not to trip in her ankle cuffs. The huge canteen-like plastic magazines fixed to the top of each weapon were unfamiliar to Kerry though they stirred something in her memory. She had seen those things in a sporting goods catalogue somewhere. "Three!" Adam shouted as Kerry bunny-hopped towards the woods, her bruised white ass bouncing beautifully as she struggled to escape. She was only thirty feet away from the vehicle as the boys opened fire. ...