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.But God, there were three of them!One she might have been able to even learn to desire.but three young boys all at the same time!"Please, Wayne, I.I'm sorry about." She faltered, seeing in hiseyes that to confess about his supposed inadequacy would only makematters worse for her.She gulped heavily."I just can't-""Yes, you can.You can and you will!" He grinned down at her."Take her to the barn, you guys, andlet's get the fucking party started!"Both Mickey and Knuckles had her from behind now, and they forced her to her feet and began to prodher back in the direction of the decrepit hay shed.The door leaned on one hinge, and squeaked as theythrust her stumbling through the opening and into the murky shadows of the barn.Joan's dark eyeswere wide with terror, and her mouth twisted with a soundless scream that was choked silent by the fearthat welled thickly in her throat.Oh God, she prayed silently, don't let it happen like this.Please don't letit happen.!"Okay, put her down on the straw there, where it's nice and comfy," Wayne commanded his friends, andKnuckles grabbed her shoulder and threw her callously down upon the hay.Wayne leaped on top ofher, pressing tighter down into her, and she was forced to sprawl with her face to the floor.The haysmelled of earth and mold and cow urine with a permeating odor that made her gag for air.Joan could feel Wayne's loins pressed tightly into the curve of her buttocks from behind, and his facewas pressed into her hair.She winced slightly in spite of the pain of her position, for now she was able tosmell the beer that was heavily upon the boy's hot breath.They'd all obviously been drinking, eventhough she hadn't seen any liquor yet.She tried to move, moaning a protest into the hay beneath her asshe felt the savage boy insert his knee into the unprotected crevice between her thighs and pry her legsapart.She fought with all her might, but there was no stopping his cruel and relentless pressure.He hadthe leverage and the strength, and soon her inner muscles tired as she felt them being painfully pushedslightly open.The boy's hardened penis, trapped painfully under the tightness of his blue jeans, pressedhard and intimately into the upraised junction of the soft underside of her thighs."Hey, anybody want another beer?" Mickey said thickly from above her."Hot damn, that's a fine idea," Wayne answered as he pulled his loins back slightly from his teacher'strembling upraised buttocks, and the boy laughed drunkenly as he reached over to grab the profferedcan.Joan could feel droplets of the yeasty-smelling liquid falling to the back of her neck as it dribbledfrom the corners of his mouth."Hey, I think I'll give some to Miss Frazer!" Wayne said."After all, thishere party's in her honor!" He laughed again and lifted her head by the hair, thrusting the opening of the beer can to her lips.Sheclenched her mouth tightly shut in a vain attempt to ward off the warm, stale liquor, but Wayne pressedharder, forcing her mouth open.The beer flowed down both sides of her mouth, with only about half ofit going down her throat; she coughed to keep from choking, but with each cough there was a furtherpressure on the can, forcing more and more down the narrow confines of her throat."Man, you better pop another can, Mickey," Wayne chortled as the last of the beer was swalloweddefensively."She's a guzzler."Another can was opened, and it began to make the rounds among the three young boys and their olderwoman teacher.Between his turns at the beer, Wayne let his hands play over the smooth roundedcontours of Joan's buttocks, and in spite of the slowly dulling effects of the beer she drank, the captiveteacher still tried hopelessly to squirm away.But the slow seductive movement of her hips crushingback into the hardness of his loins only succeeded in sharpening his desire for her."I'm going to fuck her now," Wayne hissed with a coarse impatient tone in his voice."Oh God, please don't! Don't do it to me!" she whimpered."Not like this, Wayne.You can't.""Like hell I won't!" he intoned down at her hoarsely."First off is got to be her dress."Wayne reached down to her knees and jerked at the skirt bunched beneath her on the dirty straw.There was a low tearing noise as it suddenly ripped loose, fanning up the full length of her firmly fullthighs to her slender waist and exposing the rounded panty-covered cheeks of her fearfully cringingbuttocks.Wayne gasped and wriggled the useless piece of cloth from beneath her, throwing it to oneside impatiently."Okay, now one of you guys pull her sweater up over her head while I hold hersteady."Joan could only groan in anguish as she felt a hardness from Knuckles' crotch rising beside her face.Hewas kneeling down in front of her and following Wayne's instructions, pulling her thin pullover sweater upover her waist and to her neck, where he suddenly gave a vicious jerk and freed the sweater from herhead.Mickey, in his rising excitement, was roving his hands over her back that was now bare all the waydown to her flimsy pair of tautly stretched panties.The smooth velvet softness of her skin was onlybroken by the thin white straps of a brassiere that laced across her back, but then Knuckles leaned overher with his hands and worked clumsily at the little hooks of its clasp.Now Joan could feel a small wetcircle of the Gerber boy's seminal fluid seeping through the crotch of his pants from the hardness of hispenis.It felt warm and sticky against her cheek and, as he worked at her brassiere, he pushed her facetighter into his crotch until she almost lost her breath.Suddenly the brassiere snapped apart, and her fullround breasts, large and resilient, fell swayingly free.She gasped as he pulled the piece of underwear from around her body and the two mounds of softlywarm flesh came into hard contact with smelly hay of the barn.Her nipples sprang into hardness, theirtiny bud-like tips throbbing from the coarseness of the straw.Wayne's eyes gleamed with inflamed desire as his shaking hands smoothed up along the sides of hernakedly quivering body and cupped her ripe dangling breasts underneath.He pulled and squeezed themharshly for a moment and then with sudden impatience, he drew his hands down again to the elastic bandat the top of her little nylon panties.He hooked his fingers into the material and with a slow methodicalcertainty, began to peel them down over the curves of her hips.His teacher moaned as she felt the last of her protective clothing being removed from her shamed and frightened body
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