"Get the fuck back," Mark said after a couple minutes. "I'm going to fuck her now."
"No, Mark," Donna said pitifully, but as soon as she opened her mouth Wayne spit right between her parted lips, and her last plea ended in a choked, sickened gurgling.
"Yes, slut," Mark said, and slapped his giant cock right against the quivering pink lips of her tiny cunt.
At first Donna couldn't feel anything. It was as though she had gone numb between her legs. Then she felt her cunt-lips being slowly stretched. It felt as though hands were pulling her pussy-lips far apart. The stretching didn't hurt at first, it just felt strange and new.
Then the pain started, and Donna's hips jerked from side to side in a wild, vain attempt to escape the pole that was impaling her.
Her long, lean legs kicked wildly into the air, until Wayne grabbed her by her feet and rolled one foot up in the front window and one in the back.
Donna gasped wordlessly at the pain Mark's cock was cawing her. Even the cutting, crushing pain flaring from her trapped ankles was nothing compared to Mark's barbarous intrusion of her tiny cunt. She could feel his cock inside her now, or at least the fat, dripping head, and, the thought of that filthy, slime-dribbling cock penetrating her body made her sick.
Worse was the tearing pain in her cunt-lips, the slow, brutal stretching of the tiny pocket of her pussy. Donna wished she could pass out, even wished she could die if that would put an end to the horrible pain Mark was causing her.
"Tight!" Mark gasped, digging his strong hands into his aunt's sexy round asscheeks and pulling her toward him. The fat head of his cock popped fully inside her, and Mark almost came from the unbelievable friction of her tight pussy on his big prick. "You fucking, tight-assed whore! Loosen up and juice up, bitch, or I'm going to tear you up bad!"
Mark thrust forward and Donna felt the fat head of his cock brush the fragile fold of her cherry. Already her cunt felt as though it had been torn in half, as though it had been pulled so far apart that it would never fit back together again. Now she realized that Mark had barely begun to penetrate her.
"Here goes," her oldest nephew said, smiling tightly and gripping her silky thighs tight in his hands. "I'm going to bust her cherry now, guys! Fuck, her pussy's tight!"
Donna bit her lips as Mark plunged deep inside her. She dug her fingers into the palms of her hands and squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
Nothing she did could stem the wave of pain that drenched her beautiful, captive body.
The tiny curtain of her cherry held tight under the plunge of Mark's cock. Inch after inch of the boy's fat, hard cock slid into Donna's cunt, but her cherry held tight, stretching farther and farther under the hellish assault, refusing to give way. Donna screamed until her throat was raw as the pain shot like lightning through her cunt. It was as though her whole cunt was being pulled loose from its mooring inside her body by the brutal stabbing of Mark's prick.
"Noooooo!" she cried, whipping her sexy, svelte body from side to side. "Stop! You're killing me! Stop! Please stop!"
"Shut up!" Mark shouted, his handsome face a mask of exertion as he tried to rip through her cherry. His cock was buried inside his aunt almost to his balls, and her cherry was still in place. "Shut up, you worthless fucking cow!"
Donna gasped, her face turning white as Mark bottomed out inside her. She felt his balls slap against her rounded asseheeks. It seemed impossible, but her cherry had withstood the assault. The pain was terrible, as every inch of her pussy was subjected to a brutal stretching, but her cherry hadn't torn.
"Bitch!" Mark screamed, pulling his cock back and then slamming it in again. "Whore! Dog! Pig! Slut!"
Donna fell limp against the car seat, only her hips moving as Mark started fucking her in earnest. He pounded into her as hard and fast as he could, sending shockwaves of agony shooting through her tiny, tight pussy. Her cherry stretched under his repeated jabs like a trampoline under the weight of a heavy gymnast. After a few dozen fuck strokes Donna could feel the sharp, keen agony of it starting to tear. Soon after that, Mark's cock stained red with blood, and the cruel teenager pointed in ghoulish pride at the evidence of how brutally he had violated his beautiful aunt. Donna had always imagined that her cherry would tear all at once. Some man's cock would fuck inside her, tearing her cherry away with a single, graceful push. She had never imagined it like this, ripping tiny bit by bit under the savage hammering of a boy's fat prick. She felt her silky inner thighs soak with blood and she wanted to be sick. It seemed to her that her nephew was mortally wounding her with his cock.
"Fuck her! Fuck her!" Wayne cried, stroking his own hard cock. "Fuck, you're really ripping that cherry apart, Mark! Look at that fucking blood!"
"Bitch!" Mark shouted, out of his mind with pleasure. Donna's blood was lubricating her skin-tight pussy, giving Mark the wildest fuck he had ever experienced. "Whore! Cunt! Beg me to fuck you!"
Donna wasn't even crying now, just gasping for air like a fish out of water. Her full, round tits heaved on her chest as she struggled for breath, and Mark threw himself across her body, squeezing her tits like tubes of toothpaste until her nipples stood up fat and full of blood. Then he bit them savagely, bringing hoarse cries of pain from the beautiful, shell-shocked woman.
Donna stared at the ceiling as her young nephew assaulted her sleek, sexy body. Over the drive-in speaker she could hear a man and woman crying out in pleasure as they fucked each other. Mark was tearing up her cherry a little more with every punishing plunge of his cock inside her. The pain was so bad now that she could barely move. But there was something else, too.
There was a friction inside her, a painful itching rubbing that made her hips jerk and sway beneath her nephew's savaging assault. It was part pain, but it was also part pleasure.
And for the first time, the rezation hit her that she was being fucked. Fucked. This time the boy hadn't given her a choice. He'd slapped her ass, tied her down and fucked her. Donna felt something changing inside her.
"Beg me, you dirty whore," Mark said, gnawing on Donna's stiff pink nipples. "Beg me to fuck you bloody!"
"Fuck me bloody!" Donna moaned, her voice little more than a whisper. "Fuck me until I scream!"
CHAPTER THREE
"Fuck me!" Donna gasped, unable to control the words that were spilling from her mouth. "Fuck me until I can't stand up! Fuck me until I can't take anymore! Oh, fuck me! Fuck me to death!"
"Listen to her," Tony whispered, his voice cracking with excitement. His big cock was throbbing, fuck-lube drooling from his piss-slit in a steady stream. "Aunt Donna's begging to get fucked."
"Fucking right!" Mark growled, pistoning his cock into the gorgeous blonde with every ounce of strength he had. "She knows it feels good. Aunt Slut here has been waiting her whole fucking life for a guy who wouldn't take fucking no for an answer."
Gasping and shuddering beneath the hulking, powerful body of her nephew, Donna wondered if he was telling the truth. She couldn't deny the horrible, burning itch that was crawling through her tits and stomach and pussy. Was it possible that for all these years she had just been waiting for a man to take her against her will, to force her into brutal, degrading sex?
Did she need pain and depravity to turn her on? The idea was so humiliating that Donna cried like a baby and wished she was dead.