Chapter 26
The young teen lay glistening like a large white fetus on the
wooden floor in the dim light. Her pale for stood out in stark
contrast to the dark rotting wood. Her arms were no longer bound
and the blood oozing from her freshly pierced nipples had turned
a rusty brown. The only movement was the rise and fall of her
chest which caused her melonous breasts to jiggle. Her supple
arms and thin wrists still showed the ligature marks from the
thin cord that had bound them. Her face bore a angelic look of
satisfaction and peace. A slight smile curved the full lips. A
health glow lit the smooth flawless cheeks. The sparsely haired
freshly fucked gash between her legs was visible, clenched tight
by her long thighs. Her long labia protruded like an obscene
tongue dripping saliva, only the saliva was the spent seed of the
three men that lounged around the dark room. Hattori finally
rose and nudged the girl's thigh with a sandaled foot.
"Time for Missee to go home", he said curtly. "We done with slut
Misse for now."
The Stranger and Tahio, watched as she rose slowly and stood
stark naked in front of them, not sure what to do, as her new
whore's bells tinkled as her breathing caused her balloon like
breasts to jiggle.
Hattori threw her the soiled rags that passed for her dress and
the men watched as walked to the door clutching the garment to
her newly violated chest. She nearly collided with Maria. She
raised her eyes and saw the vacant look of the young Bolivian.
The young indian girl stood as she did, naked save for the
whore's bells that hung from her pierced nipples. The ivory
brown skin of the young Bolivian bore similar marks as the young
American's. Her breasts, while not as large, were full and
heavy, her large dark aureoles circled long nipples pierced by
thick brass rings. A thin chain ran between the two rings and
was joined by another that disappeared into the thick thatch of
black hair between the woman's legs. A rounded belly stood above
the womans strong thighs.
Her brown eyes searched Rachel's face for a moment, then she
lowered her head, her long black hair forming a veil around her
bowed head, and walked into the room. The young American left
the hut stopping only to drape the thin cotton around herself,
she heard voices rise as commands were given to the Bolivian girl
now entertaining the men.
Rachel paused on her way toward the church only long enough to
pull the thin dress over her naked form. She walked in bare feet
through the humid evening air her mind a torrent of conflicting
emotions over her new role in this corner of the world.
Laughing voices came from out of the dark as three men came into
view as music played in the distance. The men staggered from the
direction a cantina on a side street. Their laughter and uneasy
gait attested to the effects of singani and cerveza. Rachel
tried to blend into the shadows of the large trees of the central
plaza but to no avail. One of the men stopped at the tinkling of
her new bells.
"Atencion! I hear the bells of la puta." one of the men
announced over the laughs of his compadres. His dark eyes
searched the shadows and he caught a faint glimpse of Rachel as
she moved off toward the church.
"You there, Puta! Come here, there are some muy macho hombres
for you to service!, he yelled after the young American girl.
Rachel felt her pussy pull tight in her belly, she slowed and
began to walk toward the men as if her feet had a will of their
own. The beautiful teenager could not suppress the excited
thrill she felt at the what loomed before her. The men kept up a
drunken banter laughing and making lewd comments only a few of
which the young girl could understand. She understood enough to
know that the men were oil field workers here for a night of
drinking. The dark of the night apparently hid the young
American teen's identity from the drunken Bolivian men. With a
thrill she realized that they thought she was a Bolivian girl,
probably Maria. They knew her only by the whore's bells.
The men advanced and pulled the young girl into the entry of a
narrow alley. In there drunken state they didn't notice the
former missionary's height as she fell to her knee's before the
drunk and dirty men. In an instant the once proud future lawyer
busied herself as her small white fingers helped the calloused
hands of the indian laborers free their stiffening cocks from
their khaki work pants.
The young girl's head reeled as she freed the hard cocks. The
smell of sweat of days of hard work in the jungle heat sprang
from their unwashed bodies engulfing the excited teen in a cloud
of masculine smells. Her excited hands tugged and pulled at the
belts of the men trying to expose more than just the luscious
shafts to her oral attentions. The men laughed and talked
coarsely about the frustrated whimpers that came from the
groveling young woman. As she rummaged at the men's pants in the
dark, their calloused hands played over the young girls body.
Appreciative grunts and comments welled from the drunken men as
they felt up her huge breasts, pulling and tweaking the long
stiff nipples that bore the brass bells that marked her shame.
"Madre di dios, la pechas grande!" one of the men said as he
palmed one of the massive bags of flesh hanging from her chest.
They jutted out from her small rib cage like a shelf of flesh.
The cleavage between the firm orbs a dark cleft in the horizontal
surface formed by the tops of the huge bags of flesh. His hand
traced along the near horizontal upper surface of one breast, his
rough palm pausing at the long finger like pierced nipple, that
stood proud, thrusting through the thin fabric, refusing to droop
under the weight of the thick brass ring and bell that hung from
it. The thick projecting nipple marked where the huge breast
curved downward in a deep graceful arc under its own prodigious
weight to rejoin her small trim ribcage. The beautiful American
teen groaned with pleasure as three pair of hands roamed her
chest squeezing the firm orbs in appreciation. She raised her
arms as the men felt her up allowing them greater access to her
big titties. Her hands played to the front of their dirty pants,
her slender fingers tracing the outlines or their swelling cocks
as the men laughed at her greedy behavior.
The beautiful young American was overcome with excitement as her
hands freed the three brown cocks from the dirty fabric that
imprisoned them. Her thin dress was pulled from her shoulders
and she surrendered her grip on the cocks long enough to shrug
the garment immodestly down her smooth arms. Her pale chest
shone like ivory in the night as she buried her face in the groin
of first one then another of the strangers. Her mind was a riot
of obscene feelings and images. Her poor pussy pulled tight at
the thought of what her mother would see if she could see her
now.
Her she was the once prim and proper Rachel Falwell, half naked
on her knees before three men, men that were complete strangers,
indian men, common workers that her mother would never think of
letting into her home! Her she was allowing them to run their
hands over her body, as she pushed her face into their hairy
filthy groins, her petite nose inhaling the delightfully
masculine smell of their sweaty balls and unwashed asses. All
thoughts of law school, home and family disappeared as her small
pink tongue snaked out to trace the pulsing veins that
crisscrossed the sperm filled balls of the oil field workers.
Her plump pouting lips shone wet with her excited saliva as she
sucked and lapped at each filthy scrotum in turn. Her dainty
hands holding the pulsing cocks upright as she dipped her head
wedging it between each pair of muscular thighs in order to fill
her hungry mouth with the men's pulsing sperm sacks.
"My gawd, I'm sucking the cocks of three complete strangers."
she thought. A week ago the thought of them merely touching her
would have caused her stomach to heave, and now she knelt
nuzzling their stinking balls and her stomach churned not with
disgust, but excitement. She wanted to feel their coarse hair on
her smooth cheeks, the weight of there sperm filled balls in
hands, their plumpness in her mouth. She wanted to taste and
feel their swollen cocks in her mouth and taste the pasty slime
of their cum across her tongue.
"Gl-l-l-g-g-g-h, m-m-m-m-m-m-h" she moaned as she stuffed her
mouth greedily with the short thick prong of one of the faceless
strangers. He grunted in satisfaction, as her lips slid up and
down his brown cock, sliding the foreskin with it. Her mouth
filled with the taste of the rancid secretions that had built up
beneath his foreskin. The young teen's swirling tongue cleaned
the swelling knob and she giggled with delight as his hands
forced her head further down his rigid staff. Her pert nose
snorted into his coarse black pubes as her face mashed against
the paunch of his stomach. She gurgled and cooed as he thrust
the prong into her throat. She carefully covered her small pearl
like teeth with her lips as she raised her face as not to scrape
the sensitive flesh of the stranger cock fucking her face.
The hands of the men became more demanding as they wanted their
share of the feminine feast before them. Rachel was oblivious to
the sharp gravel that cut into her knees as she worked to please
the men, sucking on one cock as her dainty hands pumped the other
two up and down. All the while the men milked her swelling
breasts, pulling and twisting the thick rings that violated her
thick pink nipples.
The wanton young girl moans or pleasure were lost to the fleshy
stalk that pumped in and out of her violated yet unresisting
throat. Finally overcome by impatience, the man to her right
pulled free and stepped to the side out of her field of view as
she turned her cock-stuffed face. She felt him pull her dress
above her waist, his demanding fingers probing for her wet sex.
The young slut braced herself, her back arching as she spread her
knees leaning into the faceless man fucking her mouth. Her
forehead pressed into his fleshy paunch as she steadied herself
with a left hand as it continued to pump the rigid cock of the
man to her left. A deep moaning groan leaked from around the
cock plugging her mouth as the man behind her drove his slotted
cock deep into her sopping cunt.
The young slut giggled in giddy delight as the strange indian
pumped his short thick cock into her willing cunt. His dirty
brown hands spread the firm muscular cheeks of her ivory colored
ass. He playfully thrust his dirty thumb against the raw pink
mouth of her once virgin ass. His dirty nail scraping the
sensitive flesh as it forced it's way past the rubbery mouth.
Her round buttocks flexed atop her long thighs as she pushed back
against the stranger fucking her from behind as she sucked
ravenously on the two cocks that her hands fed to her eager
mouth.
Her huge breasts hung heavily beneath her as she knelt like a
great cow waiting to be bred. Her thick pierced clit throbbed as
the heavy chain and cross swung between her thighs as the
indian's pelvis pounded against her upturned ass. The buzz grew
into a roar as a dirty vile climax washed over her, the hands and
cocks of three strangers plucking at the young American's strings
and playing her like a well worn guitar. Vile pleasure like a
too powerful drug rose and nearly gagged the young girl as she
wallowed in it's forbidden excess. The horrified faces of her
mother and father drifted along pushing her orgasm to new heights
as she continued to please the men that were using her.
Almost in unison the men groaned, their filthy degrading talk
reached a peak as their throbbing cocks began to spout the slimy
contents of their hairy brown balls. The eager young slut felt
the cock in her cunt swell and pulse, the liquid wet explosion of
his filthy seed sent her sliding down the slimy ramp of another
obscene climax. Her sucking mouth went slack as the dirty climax
turned her vision white, the cock in her mouth erupted catching
her off guard, her throat momentarily clogged with the thick
spume that clung to her epiglottis and rear molars like a great
wad of immovable mucus. Her throat spasmed as she fought for
breath, the thick plug like cock driven forward by the strangers
khaki clad hips. The brass teeth of a zipper cut her clinging
lips as she drove her face against the bristly mat of pubic hair
around the cock's root, as she desperately tried to swallow it's
girth. In defeat desperate for air she withdrew her as a thick
final gout of yellowish sperm erupted skyward from the mouth of
the erect cock, the thick ribbon landing across the eager
upturned face of the young girl. The yellowish scum left a scar
like trace across the pert white nose and blushing cheek of the
young American.
"A-a-a-w-w-w-w-w-w-h", she groaned in frustration, her mouth open
like a feeding chick, tongue flicking the underside of the
upright cock.
Her eager eyes turned to the left toward a masculine groan her
educated hand pulling the erupting cock to her open mouth. A
long serpentine rope exploded from the brown column of gristle
firmly clenched in her dainty fist. It sparkled in the moonlight
as it rose and fell wetly across her upturned face. Her eager
flicking tongue caught a thick portion as it fell across her open
lips and she gulped it down gluttonously. Her lips and tongue
making smacking gurgling sounds as she feasted on the thick
yeasty seed of the faceless indian. Her tongue played over her
paste covered teeth as she savored the fluid thick with pasty
sperm.
The stranger behind her withdrew his shrinking cock and patted
her wiggling upturned ass as he stepped away. Her cum stained
face turned toward him in the dark, her anglo features hidden in
the shadows.
She nuzzled the two other cocks licking and sucking the dregs of
their cum like some starving wretch, oblivious to the meaning of
the coarse and demeaning words in Spanish the laughing men heaped
on her head like so much shit. The intent of the men's hissed
Spanish was clear, as they called her "pig", "whore", "slut" "cum
eater" and every vile demeaning name their small intellects could
muster.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-h" the young slut moaned as she rubbed the
deflating cocks across her face, smearing the thick paste like
cum across her attractive features. The words of the men sending
throbbing shock waves through the disgustingly swollen tube of
her pierced clit. The young American knelt before the stranger
men, having received their corrupting lust, and wallowed in their
contempt. She shuddered as another climax ran through her fueled
by self contempt and disgust.
The indian workmen pushed the young whore away, laughing as she
fell from her knees to her side in the dirt of the street, her
obscenely large breasts wobbling across her chest ringing her
whore's bells in the night.
