Summer, a teenage girl, was sitting on a blanket in the park. It was a lovely day for a picnic. The birds were chirping and sun was bright. A pleasant breeze blew around her, making Summer sniff at the warm air. She smiled and sighed back out. Most teenagers her age were discontent, angry, and unhappy. She was the opposite. She was perfectly content. She had parents that let her be free, she made good grades, she had friends who adored her, and she had a boyfriend who was sensitive, nice, and liked the things she liked. Her life was perfect, almost in every way. She just sat back and enjoyed it all.
“Sorry about that!” said a gentle voice behind her. Summer turned and grinned.
“It's alright Adam, I don't mind.” she said. Her boyfriend Adam sat beside her on the blanket. Summer and Adam, along with Adam's older brother, had met each other on the first day of elementary school. They had been inseparable since. Adam wasn't the stud of the school, far from it. He was small, but very handsome. He had soft, curling hair, fair skin and pretty blue eyes. Some of the other girls at school thought he had that boy-band look. It didn't matter what they thought however. Adam and Summer had always had a thing for each other, even from an early age. They liked the exact same things. They had the same taste in clothes, art, and music. The other guys might make fun of him for not being the manliest of men, but he was just perfect for Summer.
“Did you find your brother?” Summer asked.
“No.” Adam said, curling his knee and wrapping his fingers around it. “He's not answering his phone either.” Summer smiled. He looked like a model like that, with the evening sun on his face.
“I'm sure he'll show up.” she replied, secretly hoping he wouldn't. “Oh, hey, I got something for you!” She reached over to her purse. She pulled out a bottle. “This is that moisturizer you wanted to try!” She handed it to Adam. He appeared shocked and then dismayed.
“Summer! I can't take this!” he said. “I just said it sounded nice! You didn't have to buy it!”
“Oh Adam, it's okay. I know your family doesn't have a lot of money right now.”
“That's not an excuse! You shouldn't be buying me things!”
“Listen, this is an equal partnership, right?”
“Well...yeah...”
“Well right now I'm the partner that's better off. It's just some moisturizer, it's not a car.”
“Oh...alright, I can't argue with you anyway.” He then put the bottle in his backpack beside him.
“So, you've finally learned.” Summer said.
“Comes with the experience.” Adam replied. Summer moved over and snuggled up to him. She put her head to his chest and he wrapped his arm around her.
“What do you need it for anyway?” Summer asked, looking up at him. “Your skin is perfect.”
“And I want to keep it that way.” he replied, sounding slightly irritated. “My dad and brother have these dry, scaly elbows. I hope it's not inherited, it's really ugly. Just in case, I wanted to buy a moisturizer to make sure.”
“Your dad and brother have jobs.” Summer replied. “Aren't they kind of rough?”
“I suppose. They just look like they have chalk on them.”
“Do they work at the chalk factory?” Summer asked. He looked down at her and faked an annoyed face.
“No, they don't.” he replied. Summer giggled.
“I'm just kidding.”
“Yeah? Well quit it.” He then smiled. He leaned down towards her. She closed her eyes and they kissed gently. His lips were soft and perfect. They separated and smiled again. She loved the way he took care of himself. He was like a perfect Adonis, chiseled in stone. Abruptly, Adam shivered. He looked up and made a face.
“My brother's here.” He said. “And he's making that face.”
“Ugh...I've been telling him about that.” Summer said. She turned to look as Adam waved. Adam's brother was some distance away, under a tree. She could see him change his face the moment they noticed him. Adam's brother had an odd resting expression. It made him look like he was about to murder someone. When he saw them waving his is face brightened, he shoved something in his pocket and walked over to them.
“Been watching us, Brian?” Summer asked.
“I was just thinking.” he replied with a weak smile. Brian wasn't anything like his brother. Although he was taller, he was stout and kind of squat. He had a square chin, which was frequently covered in stubs of facial hair. His hands were rough, his hair was all over the place and his eyes were a murky brown. He was muscled, meaning he got the attention of some girls. Although not interested, Summer thought he was a nice guy and figured he would probably have a girlfriend if he wasn't so busy with his job.
“What were you thinking about?” Adam asked. “You shoved something in your pocket.”
“Hm? Oh, it's a business card.” Brian replied casually as he sat down. “I might get a new job, one that pays better.”
“Good for you!” Summer replied.
“Thanks.” Brian said, smiling. At least they had the same teeth, or so Summer thought. They were perfectly aligned and white.
“Is that where you're going after you graduate?” Summer asked, making small talk. “It's like two months away.”
“Oh...I might.” Brian said, looking off into the park. “If it pays enough.”
“That's Brian.” Summer said, looking back to Adam. “Always money-minded. What about you Adam? Did that magazine call again?”
“No, they just took the one painting. I'll keep trying.”
“Well, I'm sure you'll get another feature. Just give it time. You have a real talent at painting.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.” They kissed again. After a few moments, Adam pulled away. He spoke without even looking.
“Brian, you have that look again.”
“Sorry.” Brian said, looking away.
“He's so scary.” Summer said with a smile.
“Please, he's harmless.” Adam replied. They then kissed again.
“God, get a room.”
~*~
A few days later, in Adam's kitchen, the young man himself walked in. He appeared very distressed and bothered. He sat at the table and put his head in his hands. For several moments, he breathed heavily. Summer slowly walked into the room, a small grin on her face. She was wearing one of his shirts. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed the side of his head.
“It's okay Adam.” she said. “It's not a big deal.”
“It is a big deal!” Adam said through his hands. “Any other guy would be all over you right now!”
“You're not just any guy.” Summer replied. “That's why I love you.”
“Yeah, will you love me years from now when we still can't...!”
“Adam. It's okay. You're nervous. I understand that. You're an emotional guy. Everyone gets stage fright every now and then.” He lifted up his face and looked at her. He looked distressed.
“This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life.” he said.
“That's when you get married.” Summer replied, making a sour face.
“Not for a guy.” he replied. Summer laughed a little. He reached up and held her hand.
“I'm sorry.”
“I told you, it's fine. We'll have sex when you're ready.” They both smiled. They leaned in for another kiss. Abruptly Adam shivered and he turned his head. He gasped and scooted away from Summer, causing her to turn around.
“Jesus Brian, stop making that face!” she shouted. Brian's face perked up. He was standing only a few feet behind them, in the entrance-way.
“Huh? Was I making a face?” he asked.
“Yes! Again!” Summer shouted. She was irritated at being interrupted.
“Well I'm sorry.” he replied, raising his eyebrows. “If you want to have a very, very, very private conversation I suggest you do it in a more private and quieter place.”
“You mean...you...?” Adam asked, his eyes widened.
“I just wanted a drink of water.” Brian said. “I got a little more than that.” Adam stiffened, stood up and began walking out of the room.
“Well...I'll just...go jump out my window.” He said, marching away. Summer grunted, shook her head and marched after him. Just as she walked by Brian, he abruptly reached out and grabbed her arm, alarming her.
“Wh...what are you doing!?” she shouted, trying to wrench her arm away.
“Relax, I just want to talk.” Brian replied casually.
“O...Oh...” Summer replied. He released her.
“Do you remember what I said the day I met you?” he asked.
“What? In elementary school?” she asked.
“Yeah.” he replied. Summer paused for a moment, tapping her foot and racing her eyes back and forth.
“I remember...you telling me that it's up to you to take care of Adam.” Summer said. “That since he was your younger brother it was your job to make sure he was safe. Was that it?” Brian clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth. He then smiled and looked at the ground.
“I did say that, didn't I?” he said.
“Brian, I'm not going to hurt Adam or anything.” Summer said, appearing sympathetic. “I know you're really worried about your family, especially since your mother died, but I'm not going to do anything bad. I know he's a really sensitive guy. I won't make fun of him for this or anything. I'll take care of your brother just like you did.” Brian nodded and smirked, not looking at Summer. Summer figured it was because he was embarrassed for showing his emotions.
“Oh, I don't doubt that.” He said.
“Good. I'm going to go make sure he doesn't jump out the window. Let's both make sure we take care of him.” Summer then began marching after Adam. After a few paces she heard Brian mutter something. She turned around to see him taking out his cell phone. “You better not be texting your friends about this!” she shouted back at him, teasing. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“It's about poker night tomorrow, nothing for you love birds to worry about!”
~*~
A few days later, both Brian and Adam weren't at school. Even more worrying, Adam wouldn't answer his phone. It concerned Summer, but she wasn't too scared. Perhaps they all had the flu. When Summer got home that day, she found a package in her mailbox. It was weird, mostly because it didn't have an address on it or even a stamp. It merely had her name and the words “watch immediately.” When she opened it she found a blank DVD inside a blank case. She took it out and looked at it when she got to her room. This was weird. She could watch it on her laptop, but what if it had a virus? Then again, it seemed like a lot of effort to drop it off just to put a virus on her computer. She sighed and turned on her computer. If it was a virus, she was going to be pissed. Then she put the disc into her computer. When it booted up, it contained only a single menu option that read “Amy.”
“Amy?” Summer asked. “I don't know anyone named Amy.” She was more unsure of this than ever. She clicked on it and the video started.
For a few moments, she was confused. She could see a girl dressed in frilly clothing sitting on a bed, her face out of view. Then a few men crawled into view and surrounded her. They were all in their underwear.
“Is this what I think it is?” Summer asked. She was abruptly frozen in place, unable to turn away. In truth, she hadn't seen very much porn before, and most of it was by accident. She hadn't actually had her first sexual experience yet and when she was trying with Adam it was in the dark. She gulped and continued to watch. The girl was tense. Her arms were close to her body. She didn't look as if she wanted to be there. Her outfit was a frilly blouse, a short skirt and pantyhose. She also had a choker necklace with a heart on it.
“Whoo! I knew this outfit would look good on you!” one of the men said.
“Come on, show off for the camera!” another said, pointing upwards. Apparently, the camera was on the ceiling. The girl gulped. She slowly lifted the blouse up, revealing her creamy skin along with flat stomach and chest. Since her chest was flat, Summer was beginning to wonder if this girl was legal. She still sat still, completely transfixed by what was happening in front of her.
“Wow! Look at those breasts!” a man said.
“Heh! Perfectly pert and tiny!” another said. All the men laughed as the girl tensed up. “Play with your nipples.” The girl flinched, but obeyed. She nervously reached up and put her nipples between her fingers. She began to gingerly roll them. She didn't seem to enjoy it however. She tugged and pulled on them as the men snickered around her. The men were beginning to pitch tents through their underwear.
“Now play with yourself under your skirt!” one of the men ordered. The girl reluctantly began lowering her hands. She reached underneath her skirt and began playing with herself. The men cackled like jackals, apparently greatly amused with themselves. She continued to move uncomfortably, apparently not really trying.
“Well, this was amusing!” cried one of the men. “Now on with the show!”
“Huh?” the girl said weakly. Abruptly, all of the men swooped down on her. Their hands instantly began running all over her body. She began gyrating her body as she tried to lift her hands to block them. There were five of them however and there was no stopping them. Two of the hands began fondling her chest. They played with her nipples much more roughly. They twisted and pulled them to the point to which the girl looked as if she were in pain. More hands reached under her skirt, the front and back. They were clearly molesting her, grabbing her butt and fingering her front. It was like they were tearing her apart. One of the men apparently leaned over and kissed her mouth. She helplessly squirmed as all of the men handled her. The sounds of the girl groaning in protest and tongues moving against each other could also be heard.
A wave of disgust went over Summer. She didn't know what this was, but she had just about seen enough. She reached over to the eject button on her computer.
“Check it out! She's pitching a tent! She's liking this!” Summer froze. That...was a guy? There was no way! The person was so feminine. She could even see long hair. She had seen cross-dressers before...but this was too good to believe. She watched as some of the men moved their hands away from the waist. A small peak was rising in the skirt.
“She totally likes this!”
“What a little slut!” All of the men then laughed.
“It's time to get this show on the road! What was your name again?”
“Huh?” the feminine male said.
“I think it was...Adam? Well, we'll just call you Amy!” The camera zoomed out and Summer got an eyeful.
“Wh...what!?” Summer said breathlessly as she went pale. Dressed in makeup, female clothing and a wig was Adam. He looked just like a girl, with very few hints of his true sex. He had a terrified face as the men smiled like hungry wolves. There were five of them. One was middle-aged with salt and pepper hair, one was fat, one of them was bald and at least over sixty, one looked to be in his twenties and one had red hair.
“Well Amy, you didn't expect us to just sit here did you?” The middle-aged man said. “You look so much like a cute girl how could we just watch?” Two of the men grabbed Amy's arms and the other two spread his legs.
“But, you said you would just watch and finish on me!” Amy cried. “You said that would help pay off my brother's debt!”
“Well, now you can pay it off much quicker!” The middle-aged man said, reaching under Amy's skirt.
“No! Don't...!” Amy was silenced. The old, bald man leaned down and mashed their lips together. The man's tongue probed his mouth. Amy's eyes were wide as he was abruptly helpless to what was around him.
“You're still pitching a tent!” The middle-aged man said in amazement. He pulled down the frilly panties the young man had been wearing. The genitals were smooth and looked as if they had been freshly shaved. Unlike the previous night, when the organ laid dead in front of Summer, it was standing tall now. His body was responding without his permission. The middle-aged man wrapped his hand around the rather small erection and began pumping it. Amy groaned in protest against the mouth against his, but seemed to squirmed in apparent pleasure.
“This thing's too small to have ever pleased a woman.” the middle-aged man said with a laugh. He put his index finger under the foreskin and circled the sensitive flesh. “It's a good thing it won't be wasted on one.” Amy's lower body gyrated and twisted, apparently trying to resist the pleasure. The middle-aged man grinned in amusement. He motioned towards off-camera to one of the other men who reached over and came back with a bottle. It was apparently lubricant. The middle-aged man got some of it squeezed on his free hand. The wet hand drifted under Amy's small package and between his legs. Amy abruptly screeched as the man's finger entered him. He managed to pull away from the old man's kiss and violently twist his body.
“What are you doing!?” he shouted, his voice incredibly high.
“What does it look like?” the middle-aged man replied, still grinning. He twisted his finger inside of Amy and began pumping the erection again. Amy let out several small moans as his hips shook. His erection didn't die, despite what was being done to him. The old man near his face laughed and licked his cheek.
“What's with the moans?” he asked. “You sound like you like it.”
“N-No! I don't!” Amy cried.
“You're dick is still standing.” the fat man said, chuckling. “At least that part of you is honest.”
“His moans are adorable.” the middle-aged man said. “Let's hear more of them.” Abruptly the man lowered his head and wrapped his mouth around the small erection. Amy abruptly let out a squeal, sounding nothing like a boy. The man began circling his tongue around the shaft's sensitive head and under the foreskin. Meanwhile, the man's finger continued turning around in Amy's ass. He began pumping it back and forth while he did so, adding more sensations. Amy grit his teeth and his hips quivered. As the middle-aged man began bobbing his head on the erection Amy began arching his back. Despite desperately trying to ignore it, Amy's body was shaking with pleasure. His anus had initially felt uncomfortable at first, but now was beginning to go numb. His dick was also throbbing with pleasure, despite the fact that it was man's mouth it was in. Abruptly, the man inserted a second finger. Rather than feeling painful or uncomfortable, a surge of pleasure went through Amy. The middle-aged man began spreading the sphincter apart and circled the entrance with his fingers. He also began sucking on the small dick at the same time. Amy bit his lip as his entire body began shaking. He could feel something well up inside up. His shaft began to throb, quickly approaching a climax.
“No...no!” he tried to say.
“I think he's about to blow!” the man in his twenties said excitedly.
“I can't wait to see his face!” the red head added in. Amy's hips twitched backwards and forwards, as if they wanted him to thrust. He then whined against his lips as he went stiff. The middle-aged man lifted his mouth away just as the dick twitched and erupted. The fingers in his ass didn't stop moving for a moment as small gushes of semen dribbled out of him. Amy's eyes screwed shut as he shook helplessly. All of the men laughed at seeing his attempt to resist the fact that he was in pleasure. For several moments, Amy's body quivered as his dick twitched. Finally he slumped, panting and gasping.
“Wow, his anus sucked on my fingers the whole time!” the middle-aged man said, apparently pleased. He removed his fingers and reached for the lube again. He squirted a liberal amount on his hand before reaching down and coating his sizable erection with it. It made Amy's look tiny by comparison. “Alright, let's get started.”
“Aw, why do you get to go first?” the fat guy asked.
“Yeah, why can't it be by seniority?” the old guy piped up.
“Or youth?” the twenty-something added in.
“Because I paid the most.” the middle-aged man replied flatly. “You guys want to pitch in for some more?” All of the other men began to mutter before sounding as if they agreed.
“Well...you are the richest...” one of them muttered.
“Uh-huh.” the middle-aged man said. “Hold up his legs.” Two of the men obeyed, lifting Amy's feet above his head. That caught his attention.
“Wait! Don't!” Amy shouted. The middle-aged man ignored him and lined himself up with the much younger boy's ass. “I'm not gay! I know that I just got off, but I didn't mean to! I have a girlfriend and...” His voice caught in his throat. The middle-aged man, completely ignoring him, thrust inside in one go. Amy went completely rigid, his eyes widened, and he raised his head to look down. “No...way...you didn't...please...don't...!”
“Wow, even though I loosened him up he's still totally tight!” the middle-aged man said. “His insides are sucking me in!”
“Aw! I should've paid more!” the redhead said, sounding bummed.
“Please...stop...this isn't...” Amy tried to say. He seemed completely stunned.
“You're face is so adorable right now!” the middle-aged man delightfully. “I can't wait to see it when you completely lose it!” He pulled his erection out and then shoved it back in. Amy yelped, his entire body jerking. He was obviously in pain. His arms were still being held down, but his fingers were scratching at the bedsheets underneath him. The middle-aged man began to slowly move himself in and out of Amy. He was happily groaning, apparently enjoying the tightness of the hole he was in. Amy began to make painful sounds and tears began to come down his face. The man inside of him paused. He leaned down to Amy's face and actually appeared somewhat sympathetic.
“Hey, hey, relax. The reason it hurts is because you're so tense.” he said.
“But...but it...” Amy tried to say.
“You have to relax. Come on, try it.” The man actually sounded somewhat nice. Amy gulped. He seemed to cringe for a moment before his anus started to loosen. “There you go, now stay that way.” The man slowly began moving again. Amy winced with every movement, but he seemed to stop being in so much distress. After a few minutes of gentle movement, the man began to speed up. Amy's wincing had slowly stopped, and now he was squirming.
“Ah, you're starting to loosen even more.” the middle-aged man said happily. “Okay, let's start getting a little excited.” He scooted up and lifted Amy's butt up. He began to slap their hips together, thrusting into him much harder. Amy bit his lip, trying to keep his tight hole relaxed. What had once been pain was now a numb tingling. He could feel the dick shove inside of him every time. It was boiling hot and felt like it was stabbing his insides. The middle-aged man seemed to be in blissful heaven however.
“Ooooohhhh...” he moaned, thrusting deeper than ever before. “You're insides are so soft and warm! It's like I'm fucking a perfect cock sleeve!” He thrust his shaft into the anus really hard. Amy abruptly gasped, going stiff. Something suddenly happened. The middle-aged man hit a spot inside of him and a surge of pleasure went up his body. It was so abrupt that he couldn't hide the fact that he felt it. All of the men seemed amazed for a moment before laughing.
“Suddenly feeling good?” the middle-aged man asked.
“No...it's not...” Amy tried to say. The man ignored him. He began thrusting into the boy underneath him much harder. Those surges of pleasure began washing over him. Amy bit his lip and gripped the sheets beneath him, this time not out of pain. The numb tingling was now abruptly a pleasurable one. His body was beginning to act without his permission again. Now with every thrust he shuddered a little. Sparks of pleasure were running across his body. Amy grit his teeth and tilted his head back. He began whining, partially out of frustration. Why couldn't he control his body? Why was he enjoying it?
“Well, look who's back at attention.” the middle-aged man said with a laugh. Amy gazed back down and his eyes widened in horror. His erection was back up and was throbbing. “I guess someone has a natural talent for this.”
“N-no...I'm not...” Amy tried to say.
“You're a terrible actor.” the man replied. He motioned towards the men holding his arms. They let go. Now the middle-aged man laid on top of Amy, wrapping his arms around him. He then began thrusting inside much faster now. Amy cringed, feeling the pleasure continue to radiate around lower body. The middle-aged man began kissing Amy's neck, groaning happily into it. Amy tried to squirm but was powerless as each slap of their hips caused his entire body to jerk. His hands were scratching at the middle-aged man's arms and back. There was no indication that Amy was a boy from the outside, or that he wasn't enjoying it. It simply looked like an older man fucking a much younger woman. To top it all off, Amy's whines sounded like they belonged to a girl.
“Damn, how fucking sexy are you?” the middle-aged man asked right in Amy's ear. “You're coiling around me and sucking my dick. You whine like the sexiest woman ever. You're getting off even though it's you're first time. You are worth every penny.”
“No!” Amy whined. “I'm not...ah! Please...ah! Ah!” He wasn't doing a great job of hiding his apparent pleasure.
“If you say so.” the man replied, chuckling. He sat back up, letting all the men around them get a good view of Amy. Amy was still wearing the skirt and the blouse, but they were disheveled. His wig was caked to his face in sweat. His makeup had been smeared by all the kissing he had received. His arms were above his head and his hands were gripping the sheets tightly. Most of all, his erection stood tall, while the middle-aged man was thrusting between his legs. All of the men were stroking themselves, enjoying the scene. The man thrusting inside Amy reached down and began stroking the younger man's shaft.
“No! Don't do that...no!” Amy whined.
“What's the matter? Enjoying it too much?” the man asked, chuckling. He began deeply pounding into the boy's anus, putting his full force into it. The pleasure ricocheted across Amy's body. His ass and dick were both tingling happily. The well of pleasure was too much. Amy began groaning louder and louder as he could feel the eruption coming.
“No! No! No! NOOOOOOO!!!” Amy screamed. The voice had not hint of masculinity. Anyone listening to it would say it was a girl's. Amy shook all over as his body wracked with unwanted pleasure. His dick leaked only a few drops, but continued twitching, gleefully trying to let more out. The middle-aged man grinned and shuddered himself, feeling the hole he was inside clamp down on him and the fluffy innards quivered. For several moments, Amy slightly bucked his hips, trying to prolong the pleasure. Finally, he slumped. He was panting and crying, both out of pleasure and shame.
“You're so adorable!” the middle-aged man repeated. “I think I'm totally addicted to you now. That's good for you y'know. You're gonna make plenty of money.” The man reached down and turned over a limp Amy. He lifted Amy up and put himself in a doggy position. “But I'm tired of waiting.” The man greedily began pounding into Amy's ass, causing the cheeks to jiggle with every thrust. Amy began moaning and shrieking. Despite just cumming, pleasure shot through his body again. The man behind him was grunting and groaning, enjoying the hole which was now tightening around his shaft. His thrusts were becoming erratic and his hips were twitching, showing that he was reaching his climax. He started growling like a hungry animal.
“Ooooh, I'm going to cum.” he grunted. “Get ready for your first filling.” That seemed to snap Amy out of his stupor.
“Wait, are you going to...?” he asked with wide eyes. The man laid over his body and whispered in his ear.
“That's right. I'm going to blow inside of you. I'm going to fill you up and make you a woman.” The man then bit his ear as his hips began to shake and he groaned.
“No! Don't! Please...don't!” Amy whined. It didn't do any good. The man grunted and thrust as deep as could. He then held it there, making sure his full girth was inside the hole. Amy could feel the man's dick swell and then erupt like a fountain. What felt like hot magma spewed inside of him, filling his insides. Amy bit his lip, trying not to enjoy the feeling. The man behind him groaned and shuddered, feeling the pleasurable release. His hips quivered with each gush of seed. After a few powerful torrents he began thrusting slowly, as if making sure the insides were well-coated. He began to stroke his hands up and down Amy's body, fondling his chest, stomach and butt. He finally seemed to run out of stream. He slowly pulled out, enjoying the last clenching Amy's asshole provided him. As soon as his dick popped free a small dribble of semen followed, dripping down the crack and onto the boy's small sac. Amy laid on the bed, panting. His eyes were wide and empty. He couldn't believe that had happened. As the seed leaked out of his ass he felt used and humiliated. He was completely used.
“Alright, enough of that! My turn!” the man in his twenties said. Amy's head jerked around, with his eyes wide. The younger man picked up his hips, aiming his shaft at the now well-lubricated hole.
“Wait...you can't be serious!” Amy shouted.
“We're all serious Amy.” the twenty-something said with a smile. “There's no way we can sit here and do nothing, especially after seeing something that hot!”
“No! No! Please!” Amy cried. He was ignored. The twenty-something shoved himself inside, earning a loud moan from Amy.
~*~
Summer lifted up her hand. It was wet and covered with a slick, viscous liquid. Her eyes were as wide as they could be. It was like she was in a trance. The whole time she was watching she was unable to look away. Instead, her body started to become hot. The area between her legs began to tingle. Then, like she was under the control of some other force, she began to move. Like a stiff robot, she had undone her pants and lowered her panties. Her fingers thrust inside of her and played with her clit. Her body had tingled with pleasure as she watched the middle-aged man thrust into Adam (now Amy's) ass. It made her shiver and moan. Finally, as Amy screamed in climax with a man's dick in his ass, Summer did the same. She gushed onto her fingers and quivered while Amy screamed like a whore. Now Summer stared at her fingers, as if both disgust and horror.
Her boyfriend was getting raped by five men for money.....and she totally got off on it.
(A/N: WHY DID I WRITE THIS!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!? Well, it's probably because I'm a sexual deviant and pervert. Anyway, more content to come.)
