Rough Sex Gangbang (A Reluctant and Very Rough Gangbang Story)

  ROUGH SEX GANGBANG

  (A Reluctant and Very Rough Gangbang Story)

  By

  Cindy Sutton

  SMASHWORDS EDITION

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  Copyright 2012 by Cindy Sutton

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  Rough Sex Gangbang

  (A Reluctant and Very Rough Gangbang Story)

  "Wahoo!" Jessica cried, fist-pumping to the music as she writhed and wiggled.

  The music was pounding, hypnotic. The men were young and hot, and eager to dance with her. Most of the other dancers were locals. It was the best hotel club she'd ever found.

  The song ended, way too soon for her tastes, but in the brief lull she realized just how winded and sweaty she was. Jessica thanked the thirty-something businessman she was dancing with, and headed for her table. Her purse was there, but her coworkers were nowhere to be seen. She frowned, checking her purse and wallet to ensure no one robbed her.

  "Spoil sports," she muttered after reassuring herself nothing was missing. She pulled out her cell phone. "Oh my God! It's after midnight."

  She felt her body change, her energy level dropping. Totally mental, because she had a long day of negotiating with her client starting at nine the next morning. Jessica never intended to stay up so late, but who knew a hotel club could be so kicking? So she gathered her stuff up and headed for her room.

  The lobby was virtually empty at that late hour. She rode up the elevator alone, and felt a little relieved when the elevator opened to reveal her room's door right there. But then she head the music and laughter. It was very loud. Too loud for her to sleep through. Jessica stood in the middle of the hallway and determined it was coming from the next room down from hers. Her neighbor.

  "Dammit," she said. "I hate being the bad guy, but I have to get some sleep."

  Jessica considered calling the front desk and complaining, but decided it would be best to ask them to tone it down herself. They sounded like men. She didn't hear any female voices coming from that room. And she had a way with men. They all wanted to make her happy. Though she wouldn't admit it out loud, she knew men found her attractive. Beautiful, in truth.

  "They'll be quiet if I ask nicely," she said.

  First, she placed her purse on the bed, and stuffed the key card in a pocket of her jacket. After touching up her lipstick and hair, she pasted on a sweet smile and went next door. She had to knock five times before the door opened.

  "Hello, I'm Jessica," she said to the very handsome, and very drunk young man who answered. "I'm in the room next door, and — " He grabbed her wrist and yanked her inside, slamming the door closed behind her. " — hey!"

  "Hey, guys, a girl!" he cried, holding up Jessica's arm. "She's a pretty one, too!"

  Jessica looked around. There was a porn movie playing on the TV, with five men watching and laughing as them cracked jokes and nasty comments about the antics of the actors. The TV's sound was off, and wild rock and roll music was playing.

  "What's going on?"

  "Charlie is getting married tomorrow!" a tall, blonde man shouted. He looked drunk. Several men were already passed out around the room.

  "I'm Charlie," the most handsome of them all said, grinning. "Hi!"

  "Hi, Charlie," Jessica said.

  "Trent!" the blonde man said.

  "I'm Paul," a dark-haired, dark-eyed man said.

  "Hector," another said, raising his hand. "And this is my cousin Oscar."

  "And those wimps passed out are all a bunch of pussies," Trent said, indicating the five other men sleeping around the room. Okay, they were passed out drunk.

  "That's great, guys, but it's late and I need my beauty sleep," Jessica said. "You want to tone it down over here? Please?"

  "Aww," Trent said, looking dejected. Then he brightened up. "Hey! Tell you what, Jamie."

  "Jessica."

  "Yeah, right," he said. "If you give the lucky groom a lap dance, we'll shut up and go home. Deal?"

  The groom brightened up, as did all of the others. Jessica felt a moment of panic. She suddenly realized just how dangerous it was for a lone woman in a room full of wired, drunken young men. Something stirred deep inside, and she bit her lip.

  "Oooh. I really shouldn't," she said, eyes wandering up and down the groom. Charlie was her type. Tall, dark, handsome, clean cut…and for that one last night — single. "Okay, if I do this, you'll call it a night and go home?"

  The men were looking at her hungrily. She got a little tingle, a bit of heat between her legs. Jessica fidgeted, finding it a bit harder to breathe.

  "Yeah, baby," Paul said. "Whatever. You gonna do it?"

  "Do it!" Trent said, eyes filled with wicked glee.

  "Calm down, boys," Jessica said. "Do we have a deal?"

  "Deal!" Charlie said. He patted his lap. "Give it to me, baby."

  With hands in her hair, Jessica strutted up to Charlie, who was sitting in a straight back chair. She had to hike up her knee length pencil skirt to straddle his lap. Charlie immediately grabbed her butt, squeezing it nicely. His hands were big and strong, and she got just a little fluttery inside.

  The other four men moved in close behind Jessica, forming a semi-circle between her and the door. She gave them a nervous glance. A chill rippled down her spine, but she got a little thrill out of it too. Something about scary men did it for her.

  "Take it off," Trent said. "Lap dances are done in your underwear."

  I'm going to regret this come morning, she thought, starting to unbutton her blouse.

  As soon as the blouse was unbuttoned Paul pulled it off of her. Jessica hesitated. Charlie was squeezing and stroking her butt sweetly, and it was feeling way too good. The others all had the most lusty faces. Worse, her own body was quickly changing, preparing itself for sex. Lots of sex. Her juices were flowing, belly and breasts tingling.

  "Take the damn skirt off," Trent said.

  Jessica was pulled off Charlie's lap. She wasn't sure who grabbed her, but someone else unzipped her skirt, while another unfastened her belt. The skirt was yanked down leaving her in lacy white bra, matching thong underwear, and stiletto pumps.

  "In for a penny, in for a pound," Paul said, and unfastened her bra. He pulled it away from her body with one hand, and copped a feel with the other. "That's what I'm talking about. This girl's got great tits."

  Jessica never heard of "in for a penny, in for a pound," but was afraid it meant her pussy was going to take a pounding. She was pushed back over Charlie, straddling his lap and naked tits thrust into his face. Charlie's hands went to her breasts this time, kneading and caressing them. It felt great. So Jessica gave his friends one last nervous look, and started dancing.

  I'll give him a lap dance and go before it gets completely out of control, she thought.

  "You smell so good," Charlie said, rubbing his face all over her breasts.

  He playfully nipped one nipple, and licked the other. Jessica writhed above him, letting him have his way with her boobs, and then lowering herself to rub her thong cover pubic mound against his hard-
on bulge. Charlie had a very large bulge, which took her breath away.

  "Oh my, you're a big boy, aren't you?"

  Realizing his erection might be bigger than anything she'd ever known left Jessica panting and dizzy. She so wanted him inside her. A night of dancing always left her horny, and now she was all but naked and giving a stranger a lap dance, with four horny men crowded behind her. It was impossible to not think about sex. Indeed, it was all she could think about, but she knew it was too dangerous. The situation was volatile, and she would be the one hurt if it got too wild and crazy.

  "Man, your pussy is sopping wet," Charlie said, his fingertips gently stroking her through her thongs. She felt his touch to her core, and all the way to her toes. He found her clit, hard and sensitive, and rubbed it. "Wow, your nub is rock hard."

  Jessica locked her knees straight, off his lap, as Charlie held her in place with one hand on the small of her back while the other pulled off her thong. Ripped it off her body. And then he started stroking her pussy lips and rubbing her aching, throbbing clit. She held onto his shoulders, nails digging in, back arched and head rolled back.

  It felt that wonderful.

  "Oh, baby, let me just give you a lap dance and leave," she said breathlessly.

  "I have a better idea," Charlie said, and unzipped.

  "Please," Jessica said, eyes locked on the cock he pulled out. "Please. Too much. I have to give a presentation in the morning."

  "Really? Let me present you with…this," Charlie said, guiding his erection straight into her pussy. He thrust up, shoving half his length into Jessica. She gasped, eyes wide in shock. "Yeah, I knew you'd like that."

  "Oh my God," she gasped, unable to move or even think coherently. "Oh my God."

  Charlie was huge. Absolutely the biggest who'd ever fucked her. Jessica's body reacted profoundly, freezing as it tried to adjust so much girth. She felt so terribly stretched out. Almost to the point of bursting. He was pumping slowly into her, pushing ever deeper. She gasped in rhythm with his strokes, trying desperately to gather herself together.

  "Fuck the bitch!" Trent cried. "Yeah, baby, that's how you do it!"

  Thwack!

  "Aaiiee!" Jessica cried.

  Trent laughed, and swatted her ass again. Thwack!

  "Ride 'em, cowgirl," Trent said. Thwack! "Come on, girl, don't make the groom do all the work."

  "Oh! Oh. Oh," she cried, body all a-flutter, hot and squishing inside.

  Jessica began pumping her legs, making herself slide up and down his thick shaft. Pushing herself further and further down his cock. It was the most awesome feeling, being filled up so thoroughly. Every stroke sent the most amazing ripples through her body. She was being pushed to the very limit, and right up to the door of perfect ecstasy.

  Thwack!

  "Oh God!" she cried, that last stinger the hardest spank yet.

  "Spank that ass," Hector cried.

  Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

  "Aaaiieee!"

  "Who's the biggest slut in the room?" Trent demanded.

  "I am!" Jessica cried.

  Thwack! "Damn right you are, slut," Trent said. Thwack! "Who wants to get fucked stupid?"

  Thwack!

  "Oh God, I do! I do!" she cried. She was bouncing up and down Charlie's pole fast and furious now. Charlie was sucking on her breasts, hands roaming all over her body. He felt so huge inside her, so great inside her. Between his ginormous cock and Trent's spanking her ass, Jessica was on the verge. "God help me!"

  Thwack!

  "Ugghh! Oh! Oh! Aagggh," she cried, body erupting with intense pleasure. Her core throbbed and pulsed. She felt her pussy tighten around Charlie's cock. So tight, which made him feel even bigger inside her. Thwack! "Oh yes! Fuck me!" And she came again. "Oh. My. Uugghh."

  Oh my God, I'm some kind of kinky spanking slut or something, she thought.

  Jessica never had multiple orgasms. She'd never been spanked, either.

  "Fuck that bitch!" Trent cried, and swatted her butt again. Thwack!

  "Aaggh," she cried. "I'm going to fuck you…uggh."

  "Hot damn!" Trent cried. "Hurry up, Charlie!"

  Jessica groaned in misery. She was trying to say, I'm going to fuck you up if you don't stop spanking me, but her body betrayed her. Now Trent expected sex, and she was pretty sure the others would take what they wanted, too.

  Charlie grabbed her butt, squeezing hard and painfully, and forced himself in deep, deep, deep. She felt so full. He grunted and gasped, and she felt him coming inside her. Over and over again. Jessica squeezed her pussy muscles, trying to milk him dry.

  “Done,” Trent cried, grabbed her wrist and yanked Jessica off of Charlie’s cock. “Come on, girl, suck me off.”

  He pushed her down. Jessica knelt before him, mind still reeling and body quaking. She gasped and panted, trying to focus. Trent stood before her, one hand wound tightly in her hair while the other unzipped and pulled his cock out. Jessica’s eyes locked on that erection, mouth watering, and opened wide.

  Trent sucked air in through clenched teeth when she sucked half his length in immediately. Working her tongue, Jessica sucked and groaned, savoring the taste of cock. He wasn’t content to let her do all the work. Taking her head in both hands, he held her still and started pumping. It was all she could do to keep pace.

  “Hgh! Uuggh,” she grunted and groaned. Cutting her eyes up, she saw the drunken glee in his face. Knowing that drunk men sometimes had a problem finishing what they start in that area, she worked her mouth as best she could considering he was in firm control. “Uh! Ngh!”

  “This is so much better than spanking that fine ass,” he said. “Suck it!”

  Jessica did her best.

  “Let’s take it up a notch,” Trent said.

  What does that mean? Jessica thought.

  Trent stepped back, stretching Jessica a little. Before she could crawl forward to match him, to stay close enough, he forced her head back and thrust his cock to the back of her throat. Jessica immediately gagged and thought she’d vomit. He did not pull back, but held it in place a long second, and then pushed harder. She resisted, making distressed sounds as she pushed against his legs. But he was too strong and penetrated, driving deep into her throat.

  “Agh!” she cried. She felt her face heating up as tears flowed. Jessica struggled to breath around him. He wasn’t anywhere as thick as Charlie, but he was more than long enough to deep throat her, and he was thick enough to obstruct breathing. “Ugh! Ack!”

  “Work that throat, girl! Work it!” Trent cried.

  He wasn’t even looking at her. Realizing she had no choice, Jessica changed tactics and started sucking and working it to maximize his pleasure. She was desperate to make him come. One hand came up and fondled his balls, while the thought of just squeezing them with all of her strength also crossed her mind.

  “Hell yeah,” Paul cried.

  “Ay, man, look at her go,” Hector said.

  “I’m going to tap that sweet ass next,” Paul said. “You and Oscar and fight over what’s left after I’m through with her.”

  “Uh. Hgh,” Jessica said, her throat finally settling down. The gag reflex relaxed, giving her some relief. But Trent continued to thrust, never pulling out of her throat. Jessica waited for him to pull out, because he wasn’t going to be allowed back down her throat.

  “Oh. Yes. Oh yes,” Trent cried, his rhythm broken. A second later hot cum flooded her throat. Jessica swallowed, not that she had a choice. He shot his load straight down her throat. After the third ejaculation he pulled out with a gusty sigh. “That’s how you do it, girl.”

  Trent pulled out, patted her head, and walked away as he stuffed his cock into his pants. Jessica dropped to all fours, suffering a bout of coughing and gagging. Before her body settled down, Paul pulled her to her feet. He thrust her up against the wall, making her spread her feet very wide and prop herself against the wall with her hands.

  “What are you doing?” Jessica said
, slanting a worried look over her shoulder. “Are you going to frisk me?”

  “No, I’m going to fuck you,” Paul said.

  He pulled his dick out and moved up between her legs. Her eyes widened when he pushed a finger up her butt hole.

  “Aaiiee! Not the butt!”

  “No, the butt,” he said, pumping his finger, pushing deeper and deeper. Then he pushed a second finger in. “Damn, you got a sweet ass.”

  “Oooh, please, I’ve never…uggh,” she cried.

  He started working his fingers all around, stressing her butt hole out to the max, slowly stretching her out. The most incredible ripples filled her body. Jessica gasped and groaned, mind going numb as it went from painful to sweet pleasure. And then he pushed the head of his cock against her butt hole.

  “Too big!”

  “No such thing as too big,” Paul said, penetrating a good inch.

  Jessica released a long, ragged groan. She rotated her hips, thrusting her butt out towards Paul. Giving him better access. Getting a better angle of thrust. He held tightly to her hips and went to town.

  Paul’s cock had a strong upward bend, and it felt like he was sliding up her spine when he thrust in deeper. Every thrust seemed harder, deeper, fiercer. She cried out, clawed at the wall, and bowed her back even more.

  “Oh God, you’re going to split me in half!”

  He shifted, leaning forward and running his hands up her sides to her breasts. Jessica groaned when he fondled her, one hand pinching, pulling, and rolling a hard nipple. He was turning her insides into fluttery mush.

  “No I’m not,” he said, continuing to pump like a mad man. “You’re doing good, Jess. Just a little bit longer.”

  “Ohmygod! Ohmygod!” she cried, head spinning and body pulsing.

  “Ha! The bitch likes it up the ass after all,” Oscar cried. “Look at her face. Pure bliss.”

  It wasn’t bliss Jessica was feeling, but it was close. Once the pain faded, it was glorious.