Mark Raider and Tyrone Beesler were two black youths gone bad. They’d been friends since they were little, so when one suggested a crime, the other would always agree. At first, they felt bad about going against their mother’s orders not to get involved in any criminal activity. “If you do, you’re on your own, ‘cause I ain’t bailing you out of no jail,” she used to say. But the more they did, the more money they had, the better things were. So, they kept on doing what they did, at the ripe young age of nineteen.
Tonight, Mark and Tyrone had gone farther than before. Stealing a car and robbing a Walgreen’s, the cops had picked up on them almost the second they pulled out of the parking lot. A big chase began, until the police car hit them from behind. They spun out as the police car went into a large fence. Mark and Tyrone leapt from the car, the police car siren still blasting away close by. Right beside them was a Quickie-Mart. Parked at the gas pumps was a minivan. The two ran up, Tyrone jumping in the passenger side, while Mark ran up to the woman pumping the gas. He shoved her down hard, then he dived into the driver’s seat, turned the key and raced from the parking lot, mere moments before other police arrived.
The drove down the highway, got onto the interstate. Three more exits and they’d be in the hood. They knew the city was so poor they rarely patrolled the hood at night, so once there they felt they’d be safe. At the moment, they were distracted by these two girls in the backseat. These young girls were screaming and yelling, never getting quiet, that is until Tyrone reached back, grabbed one girl and punched her hard. He glared at the other girl.
“You want some, too? No?” He hit the other girl again. “Then keep your fucking mouths shut!”
Tyrone said to Mark, “We gotta ditch this car, yo.”
Mark said, “Yea. We’ll dump it down on Bryson. Let’s go by Psycho’s crib first. I got me some needs…” He glanced back at the two girls, grinning. Tyrone totally agreed. Their life of crime was paying off well.
In the back seat were Kathy and Susan Temple. Their mom had been putting gas in the car when there was this big crash close by with police sirens. The two sisters sat staring wide-eyed as two men ran up and jumped into their minivan. In a second, they were driving away from the store, their mom laying on the ground by the pumps. Both girls started screaming, yelling who were they, what did they want, you have to let us go, and let us out now! As they screamed for them to stop the car, the one black man in the passenger seat turned around angrily, grabbed Kathy and punched her right in her face. He yelled at Susan to keep quiet, then hit Kathy again. Both girls quieted down but kept begging them to stop so they could get out.
Kathy was just sixteen. She was about 5’ 4” tall, weighed about 130 pounds. Her figure was that of a slightly chubby teen, but with the few extra pounds in all the right places. Her shoulder-length brown hair only highlighted her ample cleavage. Tonight, she had on her black jeans and a blue blouse, with her black underwear underneath.
Next to her was her younger sister, Susan. Sue was fourteen, about 5’ 2” tall and 100 pounds. While she lacked the breasts that her older sister had, she had a very typical early-teen figure. Shapely butt, long, slim legs. She wore her shorts and a short top. Her hair was similar to Kathy’s, but blonde.
In just a few minutes the men stopped in a dark alley behind a dumpster. The two black youths got out, opened the side doors and forced the two out, pointing guns at them as they dragged them out by their hair. Both men kept telling them to shut up, keep quiet. “Get in the house!” the one holding Kathy yelled, shoving her through a door in the building. The door led to a basement in an old building. Inside, terrified, Kathy stumbled about until one man turned on the lights. It was an old building. She noticed a lot of old junk piled around, and a couple of old mattresses on the floor. The two men, still gripping their hair and threatening them, pushed them towards the mattresses. One yelled upstairs; someone answered. Then three other black men came down the stairs. Kathy knew this was bad; real bad. Her and Susan were alone in some basement with no idea where they were. They stood next to these mattresses as five black men stared at them. They didn’t look much older, maybe 18-20 she guessed. It seemed obvious to her what they wanted. She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t speak, terrified as she was.
Kathy knew sex; she had a boyfriend and they’d done it twice now. The first time was painful; the second time not as much. No way was she ready for this. She kept looking about frantically for a way out, but there was no way out. Susan started asking what they wanted. One man just stared at her angrily, moving very close, threatening. He finally said, “Yo, how old are you, white girl?” The girl, voice shaking, said she was fourteen. He asked her how old was the other girl.
“That, that’s my sister, Kathy. She, she’s sixteen. Please, can we go? Please?”
Mark walked around her slowly. He told one of the others to hold this one. Another man stepped up, pulled a big knife and put it to her throat, holding it there. Mark moved behind the older girl. Man, this one has some big fucking tits. He leaned down next to her ear.
“Sure thing, snowflake. We’ll let you two go… but you gotta do something for us, first.” As he spoke, he rubbed her butt with his hand. Kathy stood there, frozen in fear. She knew what they wanted, so she did the only thing she felt she could do. She pleaded with them to just let them go. She pointed out that they were both underage. She said they couldn’t force them to do something they didn’t want to do. Kathy stood there shaking, trying to not cry, trying to figure a way out.
Leon stood with the others as Mark talked trash to the sixteen-year-old. Leon was rubbing his crotch now; his black dick getting larger every minute he stared at these two little white girls. Leon said, “Yo, let’s play hoops!” Everyone agreed. The five men made the two girls stand there, not moving. The younger one kept crying, the older one kept begging them to let them go. Leon turned on the TV. A basketball video game appeared. He picked up the remote, and made the player take a shot from the free-throw line. It went in. Everyone cheered. Leon grinned, walked over to Kathy and grabbed her blouse. With much force, her tore it open, ripped it from her, throwing the blouse across the room. Kathy stood there, arms across her chest, crying for him to stop. Another man picked up the remote. He took a shot at the basket. It went in. More cheering. The man came over to young Susan, grabbed her top and roughly pulled it off of her.
Susan didn’t have much in the way of breasts, so she hadn’t worn her bra tonight. Now she was standing there, topless, covering her small boobs with her arms. Susan knew what was happening. Her and her sister were going to be gang-raped, and so far, there wasn’t anything they could do to stop them. Twice Susan made a dash for the stairs, but they always grabbed her. They slapped her, punched her, made her stand back by the mattress. Susan watched as one black teen told her that he’d do this every time she tried to run. He then punched Kathy very hard in her face, knocking her down. He forced her to stand back up. “You run off again, your sister gets a beating!” Another man played the game, made the basket. He walked over to Susan. He grabbed her shorts, began to yank them down as she cried out for him not to. Down they went, pulled from her, knocking her over. She was yanked back to her feet. Another man took a shot. Miss. Another man went, made a basket. With a lot of cheering, he went to Kathy and brutally undid her pants, pulling them down and off of her long, soft legs. Another man took a shot. Another basket made. He went over and slowly undid Kathy’s black bra, then slowly slid his hands around her body and took hold of her two tits. Nice, a handful and then some. Off came the bra; he slapped her hands away. Everyone whistled and stared at her tits. She was definitely above average. Her nipples actually wiggled slightly as she stood there shaking.
Two free-throws later, both girls were standing there stark naked. The sixteen-year-old had a nice bush, lots of soft, white skin, long brown hair. Her sister was skinnier. Blonde, small boobs, thin legs and no pubic hair yet. Mark and Tyrone grabbed Kathy, pulled her to one mattress, forced her down to her hands and knees. Mark got behind her, spit on his now-erect cock a couple of times. That was all the lube she’d get. Tyrone held her hair tight, rubbing her boobs with the other hand. Mark put his big, brown shaft to her pussy. She was dry alright, clenching tightly too. A good punch in her back made her muscles relax enough to let him push into her. He sensed she was young, but not a virgin. In he went, pressing deeper and deeper into her as she cried out from being dry-fucked. He began to hump the girl, moving back and forth. She got wet inside pretty quick he noted. He gripped her soft hips and pounded himself deeper into her, slamming his dick into that little white girl pussy of hers again and again. She knelt there, her legs spread apart as he pushed between those thighs and slammed into her little crotch. The best part was watching his dick disappear completely inside her; balls deep.
As Mark and Tyrone raped the older girl, the others grabbed her younger sister. They pushed her down on her back, held her young legs wide apart. One man held one arm and one leg, while another man held the other two. The third man got on top of her. Susan was begging him not to, but pretty soon she felt his penis, this gigantic brown thing, pushing against her virginity. She struggled hard; the man put two fingers inside her. Soon, he got his penis started. The head was huge; somehow, he was getting it to push past her pussy lips. She screamed in pain as he forced them apart, more apart than they’d ever been before. He kept pushing in more. The pain was intense, she felt like he was splitting her in half. He leaned into her, large muscles and sweat, until he was inside her a good way. He started to move back and forth, raping her, really slamming himself into her hard whenever he pushed in. Her young body cried in agony, but his rape was now faster, going in more and more each time. He felt like a baseball bat; very hard, very long. She grunted with his every thrust. She saw Kathy getting raped from behind. Suddenly the man on top of her shot his goo into her. He pulled out, and quickly he was replaced by another young black man. He got on top of her too, quickly entered her and began having fast, rough sex with her like the other. His hands roamed all over her young girl body. As he raped her, he began to kiss her, forcing his tongue into her mouth as she was being rocked back and forth by his endless thrusts into her vagina. She kept crying, sobbing, begging him to leave her alone. He finished. A third man started.
Kathy was taking the second man in her now. She’d had sex before. Twice actually, with her boyfriend. But Ronald was nothing like these guys. Huge, brown penis’s; very long and hard. The first man had hurt of course. But she found her body reacting to him and soon she was quite wet inside. He slammed her even harder then. As he did, she wanted him to finish quickly. She didn’t want to at first, but her body, her vagina was really reacting to this assault. She closed her eyes, moved her hips as he raped her from behind. She hated it, but she forced herself to fuck him back. Again and again, that huge cock slammed back and forth inside her. She kept thinking over and over, “Cum! Cum already! Cum, dammit!” As she squirmed herself all around that big shaft, she felt herself cum, more than once, too. Then he did cum; a huge amount. As soon as he pulled out, though, they forced her up, made her get on top of one of them. He pushed his thing up into her wet pussy, then began to rape her that way. He forced her to lean down; he began to suck hard on each of her boobs. It only made her nipples even more sensitive. She found herself moving up and down slightly as he raped her. The other man moved behind her. She felt him push her butt cheeks apart as the man under her kept raping her. She literally jumped when he put his penis to her butthole. Oh my God! He couldn’t! No! No! She cried out, but soon he was not only in her; he was pushing deeper into her butt. Both he and the other man were raping her together now. Her body was held, slammed back and forth, two gigantic dicks going at her together. As they raped her, she felt herself pushing her breast into the man’s face. She was only 16; she wasn’t even sure she was doing this right. She just gritted her teeth and waited while she came yet again.
Susan, though only fourteen, had by now taken all three men, and they were now starting again. She had to get on top, like her sister was. Facing away from the man beneath her, he forced himself into her. They all made her move up and down, making her pussy slide up and down the man’s giant brown shaft. As she was forced to do this, one man stood in front of her, his penis at her face level. Gripping her blonde hair, he pushed himself into her mouth. It was too big; she gagged and choked as he pushed himself around on her tongue and her lips. The man beneath her came; the third man took his place and in short order they were having their way with her again. And again. And again. She had to switch between two men in her mouth, taking one penis and then switching to the other, all while the third man fucked her. After the man came in her, the other two pushed her face down on the mattress. She tried to stop them, but they were too big, too many, too strong. Her butt spread open in terrific pain. Each man took turns sodomizing her, pounding deep into her butt. The third man stopped just before he came, made her suck on his thing until he came in her mouth.
Eventually, the five finished with the two young teens. They were dragged out to their minivan, driven a way, then suddenly they were alone in the van, naked, bruised and raped repeatedly. A few minutes later, a group of young Latinos came by. They looked at jacking the minivan, until they found the two youngsters inside. They drove it into an alley close by. They made Susan give head to each man before raping her sister. Kathy’s body was again used and abused to no end. Then they took turns on little Susan. Once, to just to get it over with, Kathy really had sex with one of them. She humped him with her legs wrapped tightly around him, thrusting herself to him, focusing on her own sensitive body zones as he angrily fucked her back. She lost track of how many times she came. It would be well past 2am when the gang finally ran away from the van. From that night on, both Susan and Kathy would never have sex again without remembering the gang bang, and the feeling of being taken hard by those big men.