nina1-9^9

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Subject: Nina part. 1/9 (MMM/f, nc)

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This story is a work of fiction, intended to be read by people over 18 years of age. If you are younger, or offended by the themes explored in this story, which include n/c, coerced sex, don¹t read it. Turn on the televison and watch something more in tune to your mainstream sensibilities. This is my first story, and I would welcome any comments on it.

Chapter 1

Nena was born and raised in the small portside pueblito of San Miguel in Mexico. As the oldest daughter in a family of twelve, their were certain responsibilities that she had to take care of, which left her little time for social pursuits. As only her mother was working, things at home financially became progressively worse until she had to drop out of high school, in order to help take care of her little brothers and sisters, while her mother worked at a clothing factory sewing fabrics. Nena¹s father, Alberto, was a drunk and spent most of the day with his drunken friends inebriated with little motivation to get a job . Nena¹s real name was Mary Helen, but her parents had always called her Nena, ever since she could remember. At eighteen, although all she had to wear were old peasant dresses and hand-me-downs from her mother, it in no way distracted from her obvious physical endowments. A perfect oval face with full, dark lips, dark brown eyes that were so dark they were almost black, with lashes that were so thick that they would never need mascara . Her face was framed by impossibly long, curly, thick black hair that fell to the middle of her back and that she frequently wore in a pony tail. Her skin was flawless. Smooth, supple, soft and golden brown from many days toiling out in the hot, Mexican sun. Her body was firm and toned by the almost constant work at the rancho where she lived. A point of contention with her, and caused a great deal of anguish and embarrassment, were her breasts. As she had a petite frame, and thin waist, her breasts, even under the baggy peasant blouses that she wore, were prominent. Large, round and firm. She dreaded the visits into town to buy tortillas and vegetables. Having to endure the endless stares and leering. Miguel, who ran the towns only market, was especially dreadful. He smelled like a donkey and made no effort to disguise his obvious lust. When she went to his store he stared openly at her firm breasts and well toned legs and thighs with eyes as big as saucers. She could hardly stand it, but had no choice as it was the towns only market.

Life for Nena was hard, very hard. She was born with a natural zest for life and adventure, but it was held in check by her responsibilities at home and her cultural upbringing She had just turned eighteen, and like most girls her age was waiting for the day when she could be married and leave the house to start life on her own. She longed to be free, but knew that her mother counted on her and needed her as did her little brothers and sisters. Her life was going nowhere and there was nothing she could do about it. About the only thing that she could do was go once a month to the Elephant, which was the the pueblos local disco. It attracted mostly locals, but during spring break attracted the crazy gringos who tore into town like an out of control tornado, yelling and screaming. They oftentimes visitied the Elephant to dance and pound down a few beers. The townspeople dispised the gringos, but counted on their tourist dollars to help make ends meet, so they had almost free rein in town.

Towards the end of the month Nena spoke with her best friend Constancia about going to the Elephant the coming Saturday. They made plans to meet at the club in the late afternoon before all the gringos came. As Nena¹s parents were poor, dressing up for a night out was a simple affair as she wore basically the same peasant skirt and blouse, but spruced herself up with a little lipstick and clipped her thick hair back away from her face with a colorful, barrette. Nena¹s mom walked with her to the door ³You have fun mija. It¹s not healthy for you to work all the time.² Nena smiled at her mom and kissed her on the cheek. She began the long walk into town to meet up with Constancia. Nena found the club more crowded then she thought and was only able to find a seat at a booth for six where she waited for Constancia to arrive. She made herself comfortable and ordered a coke from the waiter. Fifteen minutes stretched into half an hour and still Nena didn¹t see Constancia. She began to worry. At that instant a group of about seven young American men about her age approached her table. The tall, athletic one in front of the group asked her in broken Spanish, ³ Do you mind if we sit here² Nena appeared momentarily at a loss for words, but not wanting to appear unfriendly invited them to sit down. Rather then all of them sliding into the booth on the opposite end of the table, two of the guys asked her to scoot over so that she was in the middle. Nena felt claustrophobic as if she was stuck in a box. The tall man introduced himself as Mark and quickly introduced the rest of his friends. Mark called the waiter over and ordered a round of beers for everyone. Nena tentatively shook everyone¹s hand. Feeling nervous and a little vulnerable, she tried to get up and leave, stating that she needed to go to find her friend. Doug, the man on the other side of Nena who appeared slightly drunk stated, with a slightly slurred voice in broken Spanish, ³Just stick around for a beer. We just got done ordering a round for all of us.² ³Come on, a beer or two won¹t kill you² slurred Scott, another of the slightly inebriated gringos. The waiter shortly arrived with a round of ice cold Coronas. Mark passed one over to Nena who shyly grasped the bottle, and took a small sip.

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This is a work of fiction designed to evoke pleasurable responses. If you are under 18 years of age, do not read. Instead, go play with your Gameboy. I welcome feedback. It helps keep the creative juices flowing (no pun intended)

Chapter 3

Through the fog of surprise Nena heard Mark say, ³Well Nena, come on. You took the dare. Now you have to do it² Nena felt sick to her stomach. How did she get herself into this mess, she wondered. She realized that she was starting to get drunk and things were starting to get a little out of control. But again she thought to herself that things couldn¹t get so bad that she wouldn¹t be able to take control of the situation. She was in a bar for Christ¹s sake. A bar. She looked up and saw the guys staring at her intently. Their eyes glued on her. A couple of them shifted in their seats nervously, with anxious anticipation. Feeling scared, but wanting to show that she was in control of the situation, Nena slowly moved her right hand from beneath the table and gently untucked the front of her blouse. The bar was quite busy and because the booth was situated towards the back, away from all the foot traffic, nobody paid any attention to what was going on. Nena paused hesitantly, fear causing her to momentarily stop the movement of her hand. She heard one of the guys cough nervously. Doug reached over and grabbed her hand. ³Come on Nena. DO IT.² Nena strained from all the tension started to get panicky and felt her heart flutter. She started to get up. ³I have to go now.......please². Mark quickly grabbed her by her skirt and pulling her back down into the booth. He softly hissed, ³You wanted to play the game. You chose Truth. Now DO

Take off your bra² Nena started to sob realizing she was over her head. ³If I do it will you let me go² A single tear dripped down her cheek. ³Sure² Doug said, his voice softening, ³Were just having a little fun that¹s all. Come on Nena. Take off your bra² ³It¹s O.K. It¹s only a game² Mark said soothingly. Nena was petrified. She new that taking off her bra would just make things worse...... but they said they would let her go if she did. They just wanted a cheap thrill. They couldn¹t do anything to her. She wiped the tear from her face with the back of her hand. With her eyes staring at the table in front of her, she slowly moved her hand under her blouse. Her fingers followed the smooth contours of her tight, flat stomach to her bra. She fumbled around with the clasp holding the two bra cups together and deftly unhooked them. She reached for the shoulder straps, pulling them down and forward, the bra falling in a heap in her lap. The round, heavy globes, free from the constraining cups of the bra tumbled forward. Nena was aware of Mark and Doug¹s breathing which had quickened. She looked up and saw the rest of the guys moving restlesslessly in their seats looking at her with longing, no longer caring whether or not she saw them them staring, their gazes transfixed on her breasts, which free from the constrictive confines of the bra, clearly displayed her large dark areolas and thimble sized nipples through the thin material of her blouse. Nena knew the effect it was having on the guys and shifted anxiously in her seat. She attempted to position her hands and arms in a way so that her breasts were hidden or at least less noticeable, but all she was able to do was bring more attention to herself. She looked up at Mark with as much pride as she could muster. ³O.K. are you satisfied now?² and attempted to get up, her bra clenched tightly in her hand. Mark again reached up and pulled her down. Nena started to hyperventilate with nervousness. ³Calm down Senorita. Were just having a little fun that¹s all² Mark said with a smirk. Feeling totally overwhelmed and humiliated over the events of the last hour Nena thought about screaming for help. As if reading her mind, Doug said in a low voice, ³Hey Nena, have you noticed that our waiter hasn¹t come back for a while now² It slowly registered to Nena that not only was their waiter not coming over, the rest of the bar patrons, almost all of them locals, had their backs to their table, as if their particular group didn¹t even exist. The bottom of her stomach dropped out from the rush of adrenaline. ³You know how important tourist dollars are in this part of the world² Mark said with a slight smile. Nena¹s face crumpled and she began to weep openly. ³Jesus de su Christo What do you want from me?² Nen said, her chest nervously heaving. She again felt Johns foot slowly stroking her lean legs. She tried to move away, but boxed in by Mark and Doug, she had no choice buy to endure the insistent stroking of her legs. Doug shot a glance at Mark ³Well, how about modifying the game a little bit² he said good naturely. Nena wound up and anxious started to cry again. Mark reached over and wiped the tear from her eye. ³It¹s O.K. It¹s not THAT big of a deal² ³It¹s not like were going to do anything to hurt you. We........just want to have a little fun, that¹s all² Nena took a few deep breaths and willed herself to calm down, to stop sobbing, to reel in the feeling of wanting to scream and scream and scream ......The calming affect of the alcohol was dissipating and she was much more aware of her predicament. The power that these gringos had over her. If she played things right, maybe she could leave soon. She just had to be strong. Stay in control. That was the key staying in control. ³Nena, can I ask you a personal question?² She looked up to see John staring at her intently. She bit back the tears ³What² ³Well, I was curious, what kinds of things.......turn you on?²

Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!ott.istar!istar.net!tor.istar!east.istar!news.nstn.ca!newsflash.concordia.ca!sunqbc.risq.net!pegasus.odyssee.net!news From: voltaire@france.net (Voltaire) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Nina part. 4/9 (MMM/f, nc) Date: Mon, 26 Aug 1996 21:18:42 GMT Organization: Odyssee Internet Lines: 147 Message-ID: <4vt4g6$d5j@pegasus.odyssee.net> Reply-To: voltaire@france.net NNTP-Posting-Host: pool30_12.odyssee.net X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent v0.55

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. That¹s what you need to do. Don¹t 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......isn¹t 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. Let¹s 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 Nena¹s 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 Nena¹s 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 Doug¹s manipulating fingers and Nena¹s flushed face which was slowly losing it¹s 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. Nena¹s 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 Scott¹s 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. Nena¹s 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 Nena¹s 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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Chapter 5

Nena felt goosebumps erupt all over her body and bit her lip to keep down the rising panic. She moved her hand up to move the damp hair away from her face. Her hand was visibly shaking. ³Please, I let you........touch me....what else could you possibly want² She said, her voice warbly. Doug turned slightly and looked at her greedily, his eyes taking in her full breasts straining against her blouse. Nena self-consciously tried to shift to get away from his probing eyes. He said, ³We really think your a nice girl.... .and.....we want to show you the hotel where we¹re staying. It¹s a neat place and has every convenience² Mark nodded his head in agreement. ³You can come up and at least see the place can¹t you?² he said. Nena looked around the bar, but nobody made any eye contact with her. It was as if she was being totally ignored. She knew that she would not get any help here. Maybe she would have a chance to escape once she left the bar. It was her only hope. Nena looked up at Mark and with as much confidence as she could muster said, ³ I¹ll go....... if you promise not to touch me anymore² Mark rolled his eyes. ³Geez Nen, what do you think that we are? Animals?² John, Scott and Doug quickly made eye contact and then looked at Nena apologetically. John said, ³ We¹re sorry for letting things......get outa control. We just got a little carried away , that¹s all² His cock was still as stiff as a barber pole. He tried to smile at Neon as sincerely as he could. Neon looked at all three of them and the rest of the group. ³Well,......O.K. apology accepted² She smiled at them shyly and dropped her head, crossing her arms across her chest protectivly. Mark and Doug quickly paid the bar bill and ushered everyone outside. ³We¹re all staying at the Loredo Inn² ³Have you been there? Doug asked. Nena found herself walking between Doug and Mark. She felt self-conscious walking down the street without a bra. Mark didn¹t give her a chance to go to the restroom, saying it was getting late and they had to get up early to go dirt bike riding, so she had stuffed her bra into her little leather purse. She glanced backwards quickly and saw John, Scott and the rest of the guys bringing up the rear. Nena had felt a momentary panic, but remembering how the guys apologized, and their promise not to touch her, she had gradually relaxed and continued walking with them towards the Inn, which was only another block up. ³Actually no² Nena said, replying to Doug¹s question, ³but I heard it¹s a very comfortable place to sleep² Among other things, Mark thought to himself, acutely aware of how his stiff cock was rubbing against his jeans, sustaining his hardness. The group made there way up two flights up stairs to one of the two suites. The only suites on that part of the second floor. Mark reached his hand into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out the room key, feeling his cock constrained uncomfortably in his jeans. He opened the door and held it open for Nena. The room was big and spacious decorated in traditional Mexican style with South West accents. There was one large king sized bed covered with a serape. On the left side was a small kitchenette with a small sink and refrigerator.

³Want a beer Nen?² asked Mark. popping the cap off one for himself ³No thank you² she replied. She was pleasantly surprised that he didn¹t try to push her to drink like he did in the bar. Her misgivings at coming up to their room were quickly evaporating. Scott, John and the other guys pulled up some chairs from around the table while Mark and Doug sat down on the foot of the bed both of them trying to hide their obvious bulges. Nena remained standing. ³Come on Nena relax, sit down² Doug told her. He motioned for her to sit between them on the bed facing Scott, John and the rest of the guys. Nena smiled stiffly and slowly walked to the bed and sat slowly between them making herself as little as possible. She became aware of her nakedness under her blouse and how the room had grown so quiet with a sudden underlying tension. So as not to show how scared she felt or bring attention to herself, Nena slowly stood up and said in a slightly quivery voice that betrayed her fear, ³Well,.......I need to go now.....it was nice meeting all of you. Sorry for the misunderstanding² Nena stood up from the bed slowly, but deliberately moving towards the door. To her obvious relief nobody tried to stop her as she made her way to the front entrance, her confidence building. Right before she reached the door she heard Mark ask in a very matter of fact way, ³There¹s just one little thing Nena² Nena lurched to grab the door knob, adrenaline shooting into her stomach, and felt her arm grabbed from behind. ³Wait a sec here² Mark said. Scott gently but insistently pulled her away from the door and guided her over to the bed. Nena broke down and started babbling incoherently struggling to get away from Scott who was holding both her upper arms from behind to keep her from jumping off the bed and running away. Mark bent down until his nose was almost touching Nena¹s. ³Calm down dammit!² yelled Mark ³Before you really make things difficult for yourself² Marks venomous command snapped Nena back to reality. but only partly. Her incoherent babbling was replaced by pitiful pleas to let her go, but because of her quick, panicky breathing, the words were difficult to understand. She shook her head back and forth crying continuously the tears falling on her firm brown thighs and trailing off onto the bed. Doug suddenly bent down and screamed at her, ³DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE FUCKING SAID. SHUT THE FUCK UP! NOBODY CAN HEAR YOU UP HERE AND WERE NOT GOING

LET YOU GO UNTIL YOU FUCKING SHUT UP!² Nena froze in mid breath as if doused with a pitcher of ice cold water. She slowly put herself together and looked up. Her eyes blurred by the tears, she could still make out the facial features of the seven gringos. Bodies set and tense. Their eyes bright and wild, penetrating her like lasers. Mark slowly sat down next to her and began stroking her leg lightly.

Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in3.uu.net!ott.istar!istar.net!tor.istar!east.istar!news.nstn.ca!newsflash.concordia.ca!sunqbc.risq.net!pegasus.odyssee.net!news From: voltaire@france.net (Voltaire) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Nina part.6/9 (MMM/f, nc) Date: Mon, 26 Aug 1996 21:20:21 GMT Organization: Odyssee Internet Lines: 149 Message-ID: <4vt4j8$d5j@pegasus.odyssee.net> Reply-To: voltaire@france.net NNTP-Posting-Host: pool30_12.odyssee.net X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent v0.55

Standard disclaimer: Don't read if your offended by n/c sex or if your under 18 years of age.

Chapter 6

Mark ran his hand lightly up and down Nena¹s leg. He felt her quiver in response. She sat ridgidly on the bed, with her back straight, jaw clenched tightly. Her beautiful, almond shaped eyes, were slightly puffy from her crying and her breath came in short brief gasps from her fear. Mark got down on his knees and looked up at Nena sitting on the bed. The site of her so vulnerable, with her large breasts clearly outlined against her pleasant blouse and her firm legs held tightly together aroused him further. He tried to appear non-chalant although he was close to losing control of his lust. Doug, John, Scott, and the rest of the guys were feeling similar things as he saw them out of the corner of his eyes adjusting their pants and shifting around in their seats to relieve the pressure when they thought nobody else was looking. They stared hard at Nena. Taking in her beautiful face, her firm body, the impossibly thick, black hair cascading down her back. Their red faces and rapid breathing betrayed their eagerness. Their eagerness to see what she looked like disrobed, completely naked. They were barely holding themselves back, like a pack of wolves waiting for the right moment to pounce. Mark observed John unconsciously rubbing himself, his eyes bright. Mark turned back to Nena ³You don¹t have to worry sweetie. We¹re not going to touch you. We keep our promises. Don¹t we guys² he said, looking towards his friends for acknowledgment to the testimony of his honesty. Nena was so petrified with fear that she thought she was going to pass out from the anxiety. She became quite aware of all the guys in the room, their sexual heat enveloping her like damp smoke. Mark went on ³We were just curious......that¹s all......curious......to see what your....... tits looked like² Nena started to softly cry again, her hands in her lap clenched tight, her eyes shut, little rivulets of tears rolling down her cheek. Mark reached up to move her hair away from her eyes. Nena flinched. ³Please show us² Mark asked in an odd detached way. Nena knew that their was no way out. If she tried to fight they might really hurt her.....or worse. Staring down at the floor, like a little pony with a broken spirit, she slowly reached up to the top of her blouse, her hands and fingers trembling with tension, and began to slowly unclasp each little button. The sexual pressure in the room was thick and moist. Even with the airconditioner on Mark felt beads of perspiration on his chest and back. Watching Nena¹s little fingers nervously trying to unclasp the buttons from their respective holes caused his already rock hard penis to start throbbing uncontrollably. He could feel the tell-tale wetness of precome bubble up to the surface of his cock. He adjusted himself, so he wouldn¹t stain his pants. His eyes continued to watch Nena¹s little hands slowly work their way down. After unclasping the last button, Nena placed her hands demurely in her lap. Her blouse had opened slightly, and through the crack, Mark could see the firm swell of her breasts. Mark could barely talk at the sight. Doug walked over and sat down in front of Nena. He said in a thick voice, ³peel the blouse off your shoulders and let it fall to the floor.² Nena had no tears left to cry, her fear and humiliation a second skin. She slowly reached up and peeled the top away from her shoulders, gravity causing the rest of the blouse to slide down her back. Slowly, her magnificent breasts came into view, each slip of the blouse showing more and more of the smooth contoured shape, the perfect roundness. Doug sucked in his breath. He couldn¹t believe what was happening. John and Scott stared at Nena dumbfounded, like two complete idiots who never had seen a pair of tits before. That wasn¹t far from the truth. Nena¹s breasts were large, at least a 36 b cup. Because she was so thin and petite, they seemed even bigger. They stood up proudly, hard and firm, with no trace of sagging. Her aerolas were large, the size of a silver dollars, and very dark. Her nipples, still slightly distended from the episode at the bar, were the size of small thimbles. The sight of her without her top was breathtaking and almost surreal. Thoroughly humiliated and embarrassed, Nena crossed her arms, trying to hide as much of her ample bosom as possible. ³Put your hands down Nena² Doug commanded ³Better yet, put your hands behind you² The guys moved in closer, like a bunch of jocks maneuvering for position in front of the T.V. on Superbowl Sunday. Nena pulled back in fear. Mark told her, ³We promised you that we wouldn¹t touch you.....BUT, we didn¹t say you couldn¹t touch you² Nena looked up at him in confusion. He continued, ³Do you still get excited when, YOU touch your breasts² he said. The guys looked at her expectantly, shuffling their feet and shifting with anxiety. Nena was startled by what he was implying. She tried to control her breathing ³Look, porfavor, ...........don¹t make me do this.....please...² her voice trailed off. ³Cup your breasts² Mark commanded. Pushed into a corner with no where to go, Nena complied, slowly reaching up, and cupping each large, firm globe in her small, trembling, hands. ³They¹re heavy aren¹t they² Doug said, his voice thick. ³Yes² Nena said, turning red with embarrassment. ³Move them up and down² said Scott, who had moved up closer to the action. Nena began to move them up and down. The round, heavy globes quivering. ³How does it feel² John said, his eyes resting on her prominent nipples as they went up and down, up and down. Nena was red with embarrassment and continued to stare at the floor. ³Look up at us when you do that to yourself² ordered Scott. She looked up and tried to look Scott in the eye. Her eyes started to water. ³Answer his fucking question² he said a little louder ³How does it feel?² Not knowing what to answer and not wanting to get into any trouble, she responded though choked sobs ³good.²

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DISCLAIMER: Don't read if your under 18, offended by the themes in this series or have a problem with delayed gratification.

Chapter 7

³That¹s good Nen, keep it up² said Doug licking his lips. Mark could see that the constant hefting of her breasts were causing the nipples to slightly poke outward. Suddenly, Mark had an idea. Abrubtly he said, ³O.K. Nen, that¹s enough² Nena put her hands down gratefully, her arms and breasts slightly sore from the manipulation. Mark suddenly said, ³Nena..........grasp your nipples by your fingers² ³what² she stammered. ³DO IT. grasp your nipples² Nena hesitated, her stomach lurching violently ³NOW!² Mark commanded. Nena, slowly reached up and grasped a nipple in each hand. She bit the inside of her lip, trying desperately not to scream. She waited to see what he would asked her to do. John, Scott and Doug moved in a tad closer. ³Now² Mark said in a more gentle voice, ³What I¹m going to ask you to do is very simple. Apply pressure on each nipple and pull them up slowly. That¹s all you have to do.² Nena looked at him wordlessly, nervous about his request. She softly pinched each nipple and began to slowly draw them forward. She heard the guys suck in their breath. As Nena began to draw her breasts forward, the weight of her tits caused the nipples to pull slightly, eliciting an involuntary gasp from her. ³Go Slow² Mark said noting her reaction. As she pulled them farther forward the entire weight of her breasts hung suspended below the stiffening nipples. Nena¹s breath began to quicken. The pull of her breasts were causing her nipples to become very stimulated. Her nipples began to harden and elongate. ³Please.....Please......don¹t humiliate me like this² she groaned. Scott and John continued to watch her as they licked their dry lips lustily. ³How does it feel² Scott said softly edging closer. Nena¹s breathing was quick, and shallow. ³It.....it...it..feels good, but....please.....don¹t hu.....militate me any....more² She began to suck in her lower lip. Mark knew she was losing control. The entire weight of her breasts were now suspended by her hard, stiff, elongated nipples. Perspiration beaded on Nena¹s brow and her chest. ³Do you want.........release....² Mark whispered fiercely. Nena tried to hold onto a shred of sanity, of reality, of what was actually happening to her, but her entire focus was on her nipples. That sweet pull, that incredibly pleasurable throbbing.....she started to move her hips on the bed. Mark motioned to Doug and Scott. ³Hurry, get behind her on the bed². They quickly jumped up behind Nena, grabbing her arms away from her breasts. It took a second for her to register what they were doing. She began thrashing wildly, eyes wide, and sobbing ³You promised....you promised.....you weren¹t going to touch me......you stupid, lying gringos.² Scott and Doug managed to get her back on the bed, but she continued to struggle. They each held an arm down and quickly reached for her nipples, knowing very well the best way to control her. As if sensing what they were doing, Nena jumped up, managing to roll onto the floor, away from their probing hands. Mark jumped in to help contain Nena, grabbing both her legs. They quickly subdued her and took her back to the bed. Nena was in hysterics, yelling and crying. In the tussle, her skirt came undone, laying bare her beauful toned legs and thin cotton panties. Mark said harshly, ³You can yell and scream all you want, but nobody is in the other suite. Besides that, these walls are made of adobe, and so thick nobody could hear you even if they wanted to.² Scott and Doug used the lull to quickly get Nena in the position that they wanted. Mark held down her arms and waved John over to hold down her legs. Scott and Doug quickly reached around Nena and grasped her breasts their greedy fingers quickly finding her hard nubs. Nena tried to struggle, but it was no use. They both had a good grip on her nipples and were alternately pulling and pinching, pulling and pinching....Nena¹s struggles lessened and her tense muscles began to relaxed.. Scott and Doug had managed to get Nena to lay down on the bed on her back and were maintaining their constant manipulations on her breasts. Her lips were parted and her eyes lidded, her breathing rapidly increasing. Marks cock was straining, struggling for release. He began to peel off his jeans. His friends seeing him break the ice, wasted no time getting their clothes off too. On the bed Scott and Doug continued their sexual assault on Nena¹s heaving breasts. Pinching and pulling, pinching in pulling. Nena new she should try to stop them.......but.... the feeling was exquisite. She was being torn between the value system her parents taught her and..... the feelings she was getting from the gringos mauling her breasts. Doug managed to get his pants and boxers off and Scott followed suite....Nena new things were going to get REALLY out of control soon....she should stop them.....a guttural moan passed her lips. Desperately she tried to work her way from under Scott. With panic, she suddenly realized that both of the gringos next to her on the bed had taken off her clothes. She realized her folly, letting her lust, her repressed desires get the better of her. She began to plead. For the guys it was too late. The constant visual stimulation had pushed them over they edge. They were like a boat without a rudder. Totally out of control.

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Don't read if your under 18, or offended by the themes in this story which include nc sex. This is a fantasy, and the author in no way condones such behaviors. Enjoy.

Chapter 8

Scott bent his head down to kiss Nena, but was met with resistance. ³Come on Nen, don¹t be shy² Nena tried to turn her head, but Scott was much too strong. She surrendered to his anxious tongue as it entered her mouth, his lips crushing her down into the bed. Doug reached down and began to stroke Nena¹s firm tummy in a little circles that grew progressively bigger. He reached her panties and slowly moved his hand over her venus mound, feeling the thick hair bristle underneath his fingers. He felt her stiffen and moan in protest, which was drowned out by Scott¹s assault on her mouth. Mark boldly reached over and grasped her panties from either side pulling them down slowly down her long, dark legs. The cold air hit her vagina, causing Nena to renew her unsuccessful struggle to escape, but she remained trapped. When Nena was completely exposed, Doug ran a hand slowly and gently down her damp slit, the thick lips parting wetly. He felt Nena respond and undulate her hips unconsciously. He got between Nena¹s legs and slowly parted the thick hair of her vagina seeking her clit. He paused to stare at her gaping cunt, the moist lips distended and puffed up with arousal. He grasped each side of the fold and pushed up the hood exposing the throbbing button that was swollen up to the size of a small peanut. He blew a stream of cold air on her clit, causing it to shiver, He then opened up his mouth wide and blew out a stream of warm ear. He felt Nena shift back and forth helplessly on the bed, pinned down by Scott¹s unrelenting weight. Mark tapped Scott on the shoulder motioning him to make some room. Mark¹s cock stuck out like a rocket, the hours of teasing and humiliating Nena engorging it like an over stuffed sausage, his balls aching and heavy with cum. He laid full bodied next to Nena on the bed and told Scott to turn her over so that she was facing him. Nena again tried to struggle free, pivoting backwards to avoid having to face Mark, but

was no match for Scott, who easily rolled her over to her side facing him. Nena¹s ass, round and firm jutted out, the crack of her ass leading to her the swollen lips of her vagina. Nena knew she was in a vulnerable state and desperately tried to keep Mark at bay. She felt Mark placed his knee between her tightly held together legs, and apply a steady pressure. ³Come on honey² he said, ³ Relax² his voice tumulus, filled with blind lust, his stiff cock stabbing into her firm stomach, looking for her vagina, seeking release. Nena laid on her side, her heavy breasts pressing into Marks chest. Although she strained to keep her legs together, the constant pressure of Marks knee caused them to perceptibly give way, as the wedge of his knee worked its way forward. As Nena¹s legs slowly spread wider, Mark was able to bring more and more of his leg to bear down. Nena, held in position by Scott, was no longer able to bear the strain as her legs gave out. Mark quickly moved his leg up brushing her calf and thigh, until he reached her hairy mound. He slowly ground his knee into her wet slit and felt her cunt lips, warm and wet as he made contact with them. Nena continued to thrash on the bread, breathing rapidly. Hysterically she cried, ³Pleeeeeze,.........listen.......I¹ll let you do anything you want.....anything......but PLEEZE.....not all of you........not ..Scott again put an end to her cries as he probed her mouth deeply with his mouth, effectively quieting her. Mark reached up between their connected bodies, taking hold of a breast and began the methodical pulling and pinching...pulling and pinching. He felt Nena tense up, trying to get away from the fingers manipulating her nipple. Mark continued the assault on her breast, wearing her down. With his other hand he reached down to his engorged cock, guiding the swollen head towards Nena¹s wet hole. Because of the angle, he had to scoot down to position himself to enter her. He thrust forward towards her passage, but only succeeded in brushing his cock across her wet slit, further stimulating himself. Causing him to groan inwardly. Guiding his cock with his hand, he stabbed forward again feeling the swollen head partly enter Nena¹s opening, but was frustrated by the sudden shift of her pelvis which inhibited his ability to work himself in further. He reached around her back, balling his fist into the small area of her lower back, and pressed firmly, causing Nena to curve her back . She gasped. Seizing the moment, he stabbed the rest of his swollen member into her, sliding the entire length in. He felt her stiffen and gasp in surprise. Her cunt was impossibly tight. The warm wetness enveloping his hardness. He held himself still inside of her. Getting her used to the feel. She began to quiet down. Nena felt the cock inside her. It¹s largeness. It¹s hardness. To her horror, she began to get aroused. She tried to maintain some dignity, come control, but her body betrayed her. On their own accord, her cunt muscles eagerly started to suck on the thick tool inside of her, urging it to move back and forth. She could feel Marks heavy balls on the red, puffed up lips of her vagina and imagined how swollen they must be. The amount of......cum that was inside them. Realizing what she was doing, she valiantly tried to shake the images out of her mind. She shook her head rapidly back and forth to clear her head. Mark managed to stay in control although part of him wanted to just pump into her as hard and as fast as possible. Just piston in and out of her like an oil rig. Nena was fast being broken. He could feel her cunt muscles masturbating his cock and wanted to give in to the feeling. To feel the blessed release, the sensation of spurt after spurt of hot cum as it entered that impossibly hot and wet cunt of hers. The thought caused him to shiver.....and move slightly. He felt the length of his cock as it sheathed in Nena¹s tight hole. He clenched his teeth, fighting to maintain control. Doug had spent the last few minutes watching from the side of the bed, his cock aching with pent up lust. He approached Nena¹s backside and began to slowly trace a finger up and down her ass crack, causing her to break out in goose bumps all down her back side. Nena began to whimper, realizing how vulnerable her backside was, but not able to move. Doug reached down to Nena¹s anus which was slightly moist from her juices. He put a finger at her anal passage. Nena began to buck wildly, blindly with panic, moving back and forth, trying to stop Doug from violating her backside.

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This is going to be the last chapter for a while. I may continue if I get enough positive feeback. If you are under 18 years of age, or offended by forced sex, please do not read. Go do something else.

Chapter 9

³Keep fucking still² Mark hissed at her, her thrashing almost causing him to lose the grip he had around her slim waist. He still didn¹t move, his hard cock buried deep inside her. He waited, marking time, making her suffer. He heard her pitiful crying. ³Pleeze.......Doug........Please.......I beg of you.....I beg of you.......I¹ve....had anyone touch.....me down.......there.... Mark quickly reached up again to her sensitive nipples, pinching one between his thumb and index finger and began to pull it gently, insistently, stretching the sensitive aerola, confusing Nena, causing her to moan, silencing her cries of protest. Doug lubricated his index finger with her juice and slowly drew in a digit, entering Nena¹s tight ass. Her buttocks clamped down hard on his invading finger, desperately trying to keep it from entering any further. Doug applied more pressure, and slowly Nena¹s anus began to give. Nena was reaching the point of exhaustion, both mentally and physically. She felt Marks cock throbbing inside of her and felt both panic and.....a perverse pleasure. She bit her lip hard, trying to stop herself from thinking such horrible thoughts. Doug began to move his finger in and out of her anus, widening the hole. Doug heard Nena¹s breath catch. He looked up and saw her turn her side ways to look at him. Her beautiful eyes were swollen from her crying, but that in no way distracted from her beauty. Her long black curly hair was slightly damp, and spread out like a fan on the serape. The full lips were parted and intermittently she would bite down on her lower one nervously. Her neck and jaw muscles were taunt with tension, and he could hear her ragged breathing. From where he was, he could see Marks fingers continue their assault on Nena¹s protruding nipples and the desired effect they were having on her body, her chest area coated with a fine sheen of perspiration, her face and chest area flushed. Doug could wait no longer, his cock straining with pent up lust and desire. He scooted down, positioning himself at her backside, his throbbing organ seeking the tight orfice of her ass. Nena¹s eyes grew wild, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly, seeing, but not able to comprehend, her total violation. Doug got on his side and put the head of his cock at the entrance to Nena¹s ass and gently started to push his way in. Although she was still incredibly tight, working the spinchter muscle with his finger had helped loosen her up. He slowly felt the bulbulous head enter her opening. She gasped and laid down her head, sobbing softly. He continued to push, finding it difficult to proceed slowly, the anticipation of his orgasm urging him to go faster. He heard her moan. With patience, Doug was able to work the entire length of his cock, inch by inch into her ass, until he was embedded fully inside her. Her sphincter tightly encircling the base of his rigid organ. Mark could feel Doug¹s cock through the thin membrane that separated their two penises. Even if a gun were put to his head, there was no way he could possibly control what he was feeling, his rigid cock pulsating with an almost unbearable pleasure. Groaning, he started to move slowly, sliding the length of his cock until it almost slid out of Nena¹s tight hole and then pushing it slowly forward again, the sensitive underside rubbing repeatedly against the tightness of Nena¹s vaginal wall. Doug picked up on Marks rhythm as he began to slowly fuck Nena¹s backside, his downstroke causing his swollen testicles to slap audibly against Nena¹s, firm, round ass. Nena, lay trembling between them, sandwiched, barely able to move, her vagina and ass repeatedly pummeled by the constant fucking of Mark and Doug. Mark new that Nena was getting more and more aroused, her vaginal secretions causing his cock to stroke into her more easily, causing him to pump into her faster, and harder. He looked up at her. Her eyes were now half open, lidded, and she was no longer crying. Her breathing rapid and shallow. The hours of sexual and emotional torture was too much for her and she finally broke. She felt the cocks inside her, hard and throbbing, in and out, in and out. Their testicles slapping against her body, again, again and again. She realized that she was completely losing herself to their blind lust and tried to rein in her repressed desires. Through half closed eyes, she looked at Doug and Mark, their eyes closed, jaws clenched, oblivious to everything except the pressure building up inside them screaming for release. The stimulation of her breasts, cunt and ass, caused her stomach to lurch wildly, currents of pleasure washed over her, bringing her higher, closer to orgasm. She closed her eyes, and began to slowly gyrate between the both of them, offering her body, guiding their pumping cocks into every intimate part of her her. She began to breath heavier, almost hyperventilating, her breaths coming in quick gasps, her breasts hard and taut. She could feel the tide coming, coming coming ...... Dammit. She opened her eyes in alarm, suddenly realizing that neither of them had used a condom. She said with rising panic, ³Wait, please wait, don¹t........don¹t come inside of me..pull out.......It¹s dangerous...I might...... get pregnant.² Mark, utterly focused on his quickly building climax heard the fear in her voice, causing him to pause in mid stroke, making his cock ache. His logical mind told him to pull out, and shoot his load onto her stomach.......but he continued to pump into Nena, harder now, building speed. ³I can¹t² he groaned through clenched teeth, ³I can¹t......stop² Nena looked at him in fear and disbelief, the thought of getting pregnant paralyzing her. A ball of nausea, rolled slowly through her stomach. She furtively tried to plead with him, ³Please....Mark.....pleeeeeeeeeeeze. DON²T DO THIS TO ME.² ³O.K. he groaned, O.K.² He slowed down slightly, trying to maintain control. ³Oh know you don¹t² Nena heard a female voice say. She looked up and saw Constancia. Her eyes lit up in gratitude. ³Thank God, you¹re here Constancia, please help me², her voice strained with fear. Constancia looked back at her with cold eyes. Nena¹s mind finally registered what she heard, but not able to believe it. ³Go ahead Mark. Don¹t hold back. Let yourself go² Constancia said sitting on the bed. Mark turned to face her, his eyes bright, face tense with excitement. ³It¹s going to feel so good.... when you shoot. Look at Nena¹s tits Mark, how big, large and firm they are² Mark slowly looked up, his eyes feasting on Nena¹s firm, round globes, their nipples peaked and swollen. He groaned loudly and shook his head, trying to clear the image of her tits, those beautiful, firm orbs. He felt his cock inside Nena¹s tight hole, twitching uncontrollably. Constancia pressed on in a low, sexy voice ³Come inside her Mark..go ahead...do it² He was only a few strokes away from coming, his cock red, swollen and impossibly hard. Nena bucked savagely, but was firmly impaled and sandwiched between Mark and Doug. Constancia pressed more forcefully, urging him on. ³It¹s going to feel so great Mark, pumping your load into her. Picture it Mark. Picture it!² She added, her voice an octave lower, ³Don¹t worry Mark, she won¹t get pregnant...it¹s O.K. Mark....it¹s O.K..... to cum, to shoot all of that hot sperm into that tight little pussy² Nena looked at Constancia, shaking her head with disbelief, desperatly pleading, ³Constancia, I¹m your best friend, please don¹t do this to me² she began to sob softly. The logical part of Mark, knew that was he was doing was wrong. He knew that he should pull out, letting his cock unleash it¹s torrent of sperm on Nena¹s stomach, but....it felt so good.....the incredible sensation he was feeling between Nen¹s spread legs. His mind was cloudy, confused..........shit....... but what if he did get her pregnant what then?² Sensing Marks hesitation, Constancia suddenly reached over and cupped his swollen, cum filled balls in her hand, squeezing gently. Her other hand went to his backside, her middle finger sliding into his ass, seeking his prostrate. The effect was immediate, the sudden stimulation to Mark¹s testes and prostrate, pushing him over the edge, causing his cock to ejaculate uncontrollably. Constancia timed the manipulation of Mark¹s sack on his downstroke so that his spunk shot out of his cock deep into Nena¹s vagina. Nena felt the initial spurt and shuddered, totally helpless. After the first powerful discharge of sperm, Mark tried feebly to pull out, but Constancia pressed down, applying more pressure to his prostrate while continuing to stroke and squeeze his sack, causing Mark to unconsciously bury the entire length of his cock into Nena¹s swollen cunt. Mark could feel his cock expanding and contracting rapidly, shooting spurt after spurt of hot cum into Nen¹s defenseless womb. He groaned loudly, feeling the quick contractions, the incredible pleasure eclipsing any thought of pregnancy. Lying down her head in a complete state of shock, Nena felt Marks cock, buried to the hilt in her hole, as it released a torrent of warm sperm into her, flooding her insides, making her shiver in revulsion and fear. As Mark¹s cock twitched, releasing the last few drops of his sperm into her, she became aware of the quick pumping of Doug who was nearing his own orgasm. She turned as much as she could to face him. His face was red and perspiring freely, he gripped Nena¹s pelvic bone, his buttocks, clenching and unclenching as he pistoned his cock faster and deeper into her backside. He suddenly arched his back, neck straining, ³ARHHHHHH, Oh God.....I¹m cummming² He groaned. He held his erupting cock deep inside her ass as the flood gates opened unleashing a flood of sperm deep into her anal cavity. He threw his head back, and shook it slowly back and forth, as his fluids coated her insides, again, and again, and again.

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