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Subject: <<NEW STORY>> Chapt.4 Nena and the gringos latina/nc/f-mmmmmmmm
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This is the fourth part of the installment. I hope you have been enjoying the story. Standard disclaimer: If you are under 18 or offended by coerced sex, please don't read.
Chapter 4
Although Nena was raised in a very strict home, she managed to slip out on occasion with some of the local muchachos for walks in the village plaza. Growing up Catholic, she would have never even though about making amor with someone, but she had let a couple of her steady boyfriends fondle her breasts through her blouse. Against her better judgement, she on one occasion, had let a boyfriend slip his hand inside her bra, but became very frightened at the intensity of her feelings, when he began to touch the very sensitive nipple areas. She was so uncomfortable with the experience, that she never let him court her again. Her revere was broken by Johns voice, ³Did you hear what I said² Nena took a deep breath. Stay in control. Thatıs what you need to do. Donıt lose your head. She glanced around nervously around the table. The guys seemed to have even edged in closer then before. She felt like a slice of meat in the middle of a football huddle. She could feel the heat of their lust. It made her retch. ³Before you answer, could you do us all a big favor and.........sit on you hands² John said. The others bobbed their heads in agreement. Mark licked his dry lips. She was totally at their mercy. It was best to do what they said. It would end this humiliating nightmare that much more quickly. Nena slightly raised her legs and slipped her hands under her firm thighs. Her breasts, no longer blocked by her prior maneuvering pressed against the thin top. Doug fought back the urge to reach over and pinch one of her nipples. John pressed on, ³Well, Nena, what turns you on?² He said the last word in a lower register. Nena wished the earth would swallow her up. Anything to put an end to this misery. Nena lowered her head in shame. ³When my nipples are.......touched² she said. John stared at her a moment. ³Would you like to have your breasts touched right now Nena?² he asked in a maddening matter of fact way. Nena rocked quickly on her hands in nervous response. She saw Mark and Doug tapping the table in front of her. The tension around the table, suddently unbearable. She burst out crying, ³Pleeeze......isnıt this enough? Why are you torturing me like this² She could barely get the last sentence out through her sobbing. Without waiting for an answer John told her to keep her hands under her thighs and not to move them under any circumstances. Taking the initiative away from Doug and Mark , John motioned to them, his voice rushed, ³Each of you take hold of a breast. Letıs see if Nena is telling the truth² The guys around the table watched everything unfold in front of them, the sexual tension, causing them to fidgit. Mark and Doug quickly and eagerly reached under Nenaıs blouse, like children reaching for a forbidden piece of candy.They shifted slightly sideways to have full access to her full breasts. Nena clenched her eyes in shame. She felt Mark cup her breast and take her sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He begin to pinch and pull the nipple softly, and rhythmically. Doug took his hand out of Nenaıs top, generously licked one of his fingers and slowly inserted it back under her blouse, circling her sensitive nipple, round and round, with increasing pressure. The stimulation caused Nena to suck in her breath, and made her eyes water. She fought the feelings that generated from the sensitive nipple area.Her breasts hardened and a flush began to spread from her neck to her chest areas, causing her flawless, olive colored skin to darken further. Her nipples, stimulated continuously, stiffened, the dark brown aroelas popping up in excitement. The guys were so tense with lust, that their faces were set like masks. Their eyes completely focused on Mark and Dougıs manipulating fingers and Nenaıs flushed face which was slowly losing itıs composure. Nena tried to think of her mother at home. Her little brothers and sisters, the chores that had to be done on her rancho, but...oh.....she was slowly losing herself to the pleasure. Desperately tying to stay in control, Nena attempted to grab at the manipulating hands under her blouse. Scott, another one of the gringos, quickly got down under the table on his knees and held Nena arms down by force. Mark and Doug emboldened by the reaction of Nena, continued the assault on her breasts, pulling, pinching, circling, pinching, pulling, pinching, circling. Nenaıs composure was beginning to unravel. Her eyes were open, but half shut as if in a dream. She was continuously licking her full lips. Her breath coming in quick gasps ³Please² she panted ³Please....stop². She tried to fight them . To move away. but Scottıs hands held her down helplessly. John face was bright red. Mark and Doug were unconsciously biting down their own lips. Their own fevered lust at a boiling point. Nenaıs breathing quickened. Her breasts were hard and heaving. Her nipples radiating an almost painful heat, throbbing relentlessly. Abruptly, Mark and Doug stopped and sat back. Nena deprived of the intense stimulation, but free of their fondling, groaned loudly. Left alone she sat back, panting softly, her long black hair having come loose and hanging damply against her cheeks. Her thimble sized nipples hard and totally extended popped out of her blouse which was dampened with perspiration . Johns face was flushed with sexual tension. He reached down to adjust his member which was totally engorged, thick and hard, straining the front of his pants. Mark, Doug and the rest of the group were similarly aroused. John staring at Nenaıs tits straining against her top managed to choke out, ³Maybe we should take this party somewhere else.² Nena looked up in alarm, her eyes widening. Her pleasure only a distant memory as a cold blade of fear worked its way through her stomach.
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