“Nice improvisation Sophie,” Bill encouraged, wanting to put her at ease, “very cute...you’re a natural. Play shy, tease me some more. Yes, perfect...very sexy. Now, move your hands so that we can get some unobstructed shots.”
But there was no immediate response from the seemingly paralyzed blonde. Tina had seen it happen before with other nervous newbies, and knew what to do. Taking Sophie’s hands gently but firmly, and encountering no resistance, she eased them out of the way.
“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” she reassured, “Almost there now. Let's just open those incredible legs of yours.”
The result took her breath away, as the cute and innocent innie pussy opened up to reveal an unexpectedly moist and ripe hole.
“My word, that is a pretty pussy,” Bill whistled, “Tina, help her show it off for the camera.”
Sophie heard the photographer refer to her pussy and cursed herself for how wet it made her. She had been brought up as a good, middle class girl, and wasn’t meant to be like this. Being objectified was meant to be an outrage, not a turn on. Being taken advantage of was meant to be a nightmare, not an aphrodisiac. It was like a visceral out of body experience as she imagined herself through the cameras lens. Years of fantasies running riot in her impressionable teenage mind, the Lush heroine fulfilling a craving she didn’t know she had.
And yet somehow it made sense. Like there was a suppressed part of her psyche that had always been there, waiting to be released. And now, finally unmasked, she embraced her inner slut. Allowing Tina's hand to guide hers, as together they vigorously cupped, spread and rubbed. Filling the car with the squishy sound and sweet smell of fresh teen pussy. Encouraged by the moans and groans, the plumpy dyke surreptitiously slipped two fingers into the silky tightness. And not encountering any resistance, pressed her advantage, forcing the blonde to buck against a hard finger fuck.
“Ready to go all the way with this shoot?” Bill asked pointedly, “even if it means having sex with all us?”
“Y…E…S…” came the desperate reply.
“Good girl. In that case Tina. If you want a clean feed I suggest you hurry up.”
The brunette didn’t need to be asked twice, keen to appreciate the European flavour before the boys ruined her purity. Leaning in and spreading her wide, the little lesbian applied long hungry licks through the moist folds of hot pink flesh, relishing the musky aroma. Savoring the payback she always felt when taking advantage of a pretty girl. Imagining it was one of those cheerleader bitches that used to make her life a living hell back at high school.
The wolves drooled as they watched and waited, knowing that the gorgeous French teen would soon be theirs. Lewdly rubbing themselves as Tina expertly brought their writhing beauty to an explosive orgasm.
“Here, take the shots,” Bill instructed, passing Tina the camera as she wiped her chin and licked her fingers clean.
And with his hands free, he grabbed Sophie’s exhausted and semi-conscious body, then together with James carried her out to the front of the car. Draping her across the still warm bonnet.
“This won’t do, will it? We want to be able to see your magnificent tits as we fuck you,” he snorted.
Ripping the white top violently apart at the seam. Leaving her heaving body in nothing but a thin sheen of perspiration and a designer necklace. And although Sophie was too ashamed to admit it, she couldn’t wait to be defiled.
“Now, open up that supermodel cunt of yours for poor, ugly, James,” Bill barked vulgarly.
The teen splayed her legs and spread her lips, showing off strings of sticky juice across her ready entrance, driving the men mad lust. James grabbed her ankles, and manhandling the model like a life size Barbie doll, dragged her towards the edge of the bonnet. Crudely pushing her knees down and apart, rubbing his bulbous head against her puckered hole, thrusting hard, prying her open with his fat cock.
“Oh my God," they groaned in unison.
James was in heaven as he forced his way deeper and deeper into the fallen angel. Sticky white fluid coating his tool as he pumped in and out like he was trying to exorcise her demons. Sophie cried out with every thrust, her eyes rolling back into her head as she welcomed the savage fucking.
"You like that blondie, don’t you? Huh? Pretty girls like you are all the same. Looking down on guys like me. But here I am, fucking your brains out," he hissed, "and you're loving it."
Sophie just grimaced and groaned. Hating that he was right. Bill should have reminded James to be more professional, but his mind had only one thing on it. Her wobbling tits and sexy mouth. Deciding she had room for one more, he moved next to her flushed cheeks and ran his hard purple head over her panting lips. Not hearing any objection, he grabbed a bunch of blonde hair, turned her head, and pushed forcefully into her inexperienced mouth.
On her back, the beauty was spit roast by the wild beasts. Bill fucking her face and James charging her cunt. The pair taking it in turns to fondle and roll her cute pink nipples. Neither one of them caring about how she felt as they used her holes with abandon. But it didn’t matter, she loved being their fuck toy. She loved how dirty and slutty it made her feel. And she gave herself to them completely. Turning the tranquil countryside into Sodom and Gomorrah.
“I’m…going... to... cum,” James finally snarled.
Pushing in one last time as far as he could go, filling the young cunt with large spurts of Cajun cum.
“Ohhhhh,” Sophie whimpered, in conflicted emotion.
Disappointed at having been left so close to another climax, and shamed about what was happening and her primeval desire for more. But she needn’t have worried. Bill had already stepped round and was busy raising her legs over his shoulders. Unfazed by sloppy seconds, he thrust in like an animal in heat. He too giving the blonde everything he had. A lifetime of disappointment channeled into a depraved sexual high.