Natural Born Fucker Pt. 02 Ch. 01

Candy shook her head vigorously. "You're wrong! I've changed! I've found God! I don't perform icky stuff like oral sex any longer - for anyone! And I'm not going to suck your dick, you prick!"

As the cameras took in the testy exchange, the millions of people watching couldn't help but notice the self-righteous ire of the diminutive blonde, beautiful and gorgeous still, but aflame with the fervor of religion.

Her tormentor chuckled. "So you don't suck cocks anymore?"

"Of course I don't!"

His chuckle turned into an uproarious laugh. Once Chuck had calmed down, he replied, "Then how do you explain this?" He glanced over at Miles and then nodded his head.

There was a loud blip of noise, and then a buzzing crackle that had everyone in the studio looking over to any nearby monitors which displayed what the viewers were seeing at home. The live feed of Candy and Chuck was suddenly cut off by another transmission, obviously controlled by the tall black man, Miles, at the nearby control panel.

The new video feed looked dark and amateurish. It obviously wasn't taken from a professional camera, and was most likely recorded from a phone. Yet even phones had pretty good quality, so all the person taking the video had to do was keep his hand steady. The video showed a group of naked men were on the screen, about eight or ten altogether, all sporting rather visible erections. While it wasn't clear where the video was taking place, but the darkness of the surroundings made the pale human figures stand out much more noticeably. The men stood in a circle, cocks pointed towards the center, where a tiny young woman was on her knees.

The woman was performing fellatio on all of the men.

Audible gasps were heard throughout the studio. Candy let out a strangled cry of despair. Meanwhile, Chuck and his companions all had big grins on their faces.

"Oh God ... stop ... please stop it..." whispered Candy. She would have been barely audible if the silence weren't so palpable in the room.

The woman was a pure platinum blonde, with long wavy locks. Even from the distance and lack of detail she looked pretty with a slim yet voluptuous figure. As the camera zoomed in closer, the features of Candy Struthers came more into focus. She was rather busy, surrounded by big dicks, a cock in each hand pumping away, and a cock always between her lips, greedily sucking and bobbing her head back and forth. She never stayed with one penis, always moving about so that there was always a new dick between her lips every minute or so. Clearly she wasn't being forced to blow all of those cocks. In fact, the gorgeous ex-newscaster had a determined, decidedly slutty look on her face, and there was no denying the fact that she was grinning throughout the entire ordeal.

The feed stopped. All eyes in the studio turned towards the diminutive woman, as did the eyes of the nation as the live feed once more picked up Candy and Chuck. Millions of viewers were glued to their television sets.

Finally Candy broke the silence. She mumbled, "What - what ... how did you get that video?"

Ignoring her question, Chuck spat, "I'd say you're quite the pretty little liar! You don't suck cocks! HA!"

The much larger man pushed Candy onto her knees, as Miles changed the view to another cameraman, who was positioned more in the rear and had full-body shots of Chuck, Candy, and his two companions who stood behind the girl (Manny had joined his friends by then). All three men had their dicks out of their pants, and they all sported huge erections.

Candy had a dazed, glassy look in her eyes, like a deer caught in headlights. She was on her knees, crouched in fear, surrounded by menacing cocks. Chuck's wasn't the biggest or the thickest of the three, but at a full ten-inches long and a wide circumference nearly as wide as a beer bottle, it was big enough. The black man in the background, Joe, also had a pretty massive staff - eleven-inches long and just as thick as their leader's dick. He was tall and built like a linebacker, big and muscular without an ounce of fat. Lastly, the third man who stood behind Candy, Manny, wasn't as muscular nor as lean as his two buddies, but he was tall and large being six-five, with an even larger twelve-inch package.

She hadn't seen Manny's prick yet, but most of America had, and it was if a collective gasp spread across the nation. The pretty newscaster appeared tiny and defenseless again the three giant men, especially since she was on her knees. And those titanic erections, rigid with popped out veins, seemed particularly obscene in contrast to the angelic, wholesome image of the blonde on the floor. Candy was shaking in fear, glancing at once cock and then the other. When she finally noticed Manny enormous fuck-stick, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Oh my God!" she cried. "Why - why are you doing this to me!?"

"We're here to teach you a lesson," replied Chuck. "We're here to show America that you're still a slut!"

The leader of the group gazed at the girl at his feet, and then, all of a sudden, stepped forward and began whipping his erection all over Candy's beautiful features. She yelped out loudly, and the expression of surprise on her face was priceless. As if waiting for Chuck's cue, the other two men also got up close to the blonde and joined the man, slapping their cocks over Candy.

Of course Miles cut to the a nearer camera to get a close-up of the beautiful girl's face, cheeks, and lips as she was smacked, again and again, with three hugely stiff boners. She looked incredibly hot, dressed up much too conservatively - with her hair tied up in a tight bun - to be pummeled in such a depraved manner. The three smelly and disgusting cocks already exuded pre-cum from their tips. In fact, the pre-cum began getting stuck to Candy's face - points where the sticky liquid fixed onto her cheeks, nose, chin and forehead oozed back in gooey strands to the three monstrous dicks that thrashed her repeatedly. While her pretty face wasn't completely messed up or smeared over, there was just enough sticky wetness to make the viewers shocked, offended, and extremely turned on by the salacious activities.

"Come on, bitch! Suck my dick!" howled Manny.

The Hispanic's twelve-inch monster was the heaviest and largest cock of them all, and it hurt the most when it hit the blonde in the face. Candy shook her head vehemently. Her eyes, and most importantly her mouth, were closed tightly. A low moan emanated from her throat, but that was all she could do to protest against the three predatory men.

Then Chuck had an idea. He grabbed the young woman's tight hair bun and clenched it in his powerful hands so that she couldn't move her head. Next the muscular man, his other hand holding onto his ten-inch cock, placed the tip of it right up against Candy's nostrils, effectively blocking off her oxygen supply. The girl's eyes widened in fright, and she let out some guttural whimpers. But even as she continued to fight Chuck off, the expression on her beautiful face said it all: she could barely breathe. Her nostrils flared in desperation but ultimately became clogged by the bulbous fleshy cock-helmet pressed lewdly against her.

In the end, Candy had no choice but to open her mouth - and she did so with loud, gulping breaths, taking in as much air as she could. The three criminals appeared amused at the little game, and to their credit allowed the hot blonde a few deep breaths. But that was as much sympathy as they could muster up, apparently. Without any warning, Chuck speared Candy's glossy pink lips and had half his ten-incher inside her warm, heavenly mouth before she even knew what had happened.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmffffffffffffffffffffffffffffnnnnnnnnnffffffffffffffffffff!!" emitted Candy in a series of muffled grunts.

"Shit! What a pair of lips on this one, boys!" exclaimed Chuck.

It was entirely undignified, unjustified, and extremely inappropriate, but Chuck started using the ex-newscaster's mouth as his own personal fuck-hole. With criminal disregard for the his victim, the large, two-hundred and twenty-five pound man fucked Candy's mouth crudely, holding onto her head with both hands as he bucked his hips wildly into her. He started off fast, but his pace became even quicker as the minutes wore on. And if that wasn't bad enough, each thrust into the girl's mouth stabbed deeper and deeper down her tiny throat; Chuck was not only enlarging Candy's esophagus, he battered the back of her throat and plunging the tip of his rigid meat-stick deeper down her unenthusiastic depths.

For her part, Candy fought back half-heartedly. Her tiny hands tried pushing back against her tormentor's hips, but it was like trying to push down a brick wall. In any case, the blonde beauty had something more important to worry about, which was to make sure that she was able to keep breathing with that gigantic boner stuff down her pipes. Candy concentrated on taking air through her nostrils frantically, while the cock in her throat she handled as best as she could.

The three men laughed sadistically at Candy as she was abused orally by the other two men who joined in on the fun. When Chuck withdrew his erection from her mouth, Joe's cock quickly took its place by swiftly jamming his eleven-incher between her lips. The blonde barely had time to gasp in one breath of air before another massive torpedo zeroed was targeting the back of her esophagus. Miraculously, Joe's big black cock went down even further than Chuck's had as he held onto the petite young woman's head and pounded her mouth mercilessly.

"UUNNGGHH!! UUNNGGHH!! UUNNGGHH!! UUNNGGHH!! UUNNGGHH!!" grunted Candy.

When Joe exited Candy his dick left a lewd trail of ropy strands of saliva that connected his pole to her lips. Spit smeared the girl's cute chin and drooled down her tits to the floor. The blonde hastily gasped in mouthfuls of air, regardless of how sloppy it all was, her upset moans the only indication of her thoughts. Candy knew, as did everyone else watching, what was coming next.

Manny slapped his towering twelve-inch schlong against the former newscaster's face, the impact so great that it actually disoriented her for a second. Then the Hispanic stuck his gigantic erection into Candy's hesitant, very unwilling lips to rape her luscious lips. The man's cock was enormous, possibly the biggest cock she had ever encountered before. Its swollen dick-head stretched her lovely lips incredibly wide, and just when she thought she couldn't take any more, the bulbous tip popped in and Manny's started sliding the rest of his lengthy shaft into her mouth. Candy's eyes bulged out from her assailant's nefarious efforts, as inch by tortuous inch of his huge willy was forced down her pipes.

The Hispanic cock scraped against her teeth, but he continued pushing on. It throbbed wickedly and filled up the entirety of her mouth, yet even when it made contact with the back of the girl's tonsils, the journey continued. Candy's jaw opened to its widest point and could go no bigger. But Manny pressed on, his huge python snaking down Candy's esophagus. To everyone's shock, he was able to get three-quarters of his cock down the slim beauty's mouth.

The malicious trio had proved that Candy was a talented cock-sucker.

But she was also in deep trouble. Her throat bulged at her dreadful labors, and the truth was Candy was barely breathing at all; the width of Manny's rigid shaft had stuffed her esophagus fully and also pressed against her wind-pipe, shutting off her ability to breathe. The blonde's face turned red, and she began hitting the man with her small fists before he finally released her in one quick motion.

She fell to the floor, coughing heavily and spewing saliva to the floor, while simultaneously trying to inhale huge gulps of air. Candy's pretty face was scrunched up as if she were about to retch. However, the young woman only dry-heaved onto the floor, and only her saliva hurled out of her mouth. The three immense cocks had done quite a number on her, making her gag when she seldom gagged before; Candy had previously gone down on numerous cocks without any hint of trouble or concern.

And her assailant's dicks were dreadful! It was exactly what Chuck had mentioned earlier - that her three assailants really hadn't washed in a week. And although the three erections smelled sour and awful, they looked even worse up close: dirty, grimy, and smeared with cock-cheese. But beyond appearances and odor, the erections tasted vile and utterly disgusting. Candy's stomach churned with the sampling of each cock, each of which had their own uniquely meaty, nauseating flavor.

The cameramen had followed Candy's collapse (they had been told to keep her as the main focus by Miles), and even though she was in rough shape, she still looked quite provocative on her hands and knees - a tiny beauty on the ground surrounded by three larger aggressors, each sporting giant erections that were as cruel and menacing as they were gleaming wet. The petite beauty had polished up the three boners quite well given her circumstances.

As she tried to recover, Chuck and his crew laughed callously. Joe bent over and slapped Candy soundly on the ass, making her squeal out in pain. That made Joe spank the girl a few more times, and his companions joined in as well. The blonde's bubbly and perfect heart-shaped ass was punished spitefully by all three men, their strong arms swinging down to generate luridly piercing whacks that shocked the studio audience. Throughout the abuse Candy writhed on the ground before the threesome.

Then Chuck stepped towards one of the cameras. "America - do you want to see what's underneath Miss Struthers' skirt?"

The man's two cohorts chuckled vulgarly. Joe and Manny didn't wait for a reply. Instead, they began pulling off Candy's skirt while she was still on her hands and knees. She shrieked in response and tried to keep her skirt on with both arms thrashing about, her face on the floor. But the blonde's efforts were in vain because the two men were simply too muscular and brawny for her to stop them. Slowly but surely they pulled off her grey pencil skirt, ripping it in some places. As the skirt was pulled off her long, slim legs, the top of her ass started showing, and then more and more of her creamy pale flesh was revealed.

There were a few gasps from some of the onlookers within the studio - the hostages sitting on the floor. As more of the top of Candy's skirt was pulled down her hips, it was obvious she wasn't wearing any panties. By the time her skirt was pulled down to her knees, anyone watching could confirm that she hadn't worn underwear, and in fact only had on a lacy black garter belt with straps which were hooked onto her sexy thigh-high black stockings.

"My - my - my!" exclaimed Chuck, rubbing his hands together evilly. "It does appear that our ex-newscaster and reformed church-goer, Miss Candy Struthers - so pious and lady-like - has gone on national television without wearing any panties! What do you think of that, America!?"

Once the woman's skirt was pulled off, Chuck knelt down next to her and had her sit up. With her ass and genitals bare, Candy sat on both knees with her thighs clamped together and hands covering her pussy region. Her face was a deep scarlet, but it was difficult to tell if it was because she felt humiliated or if she was still recovering from her recent oral-rape.

"Why no panties?" asked Chuck spitefully. "Will you admit now you're a trashy little whore?"

"It's not a crime not to wear panties!" answered Candy timidly. "Lots - lots of girls these days don't wear panties!"

Chuck groaned loudly, before grinning into the camera. "Jesus - you still won't admit it!"

Suddenly, he reached over to the girl's blouse, took hold of the fabric at the neckline, and pulled down hard. Candy screamed again at the man's contemptible behavior, but the damage was done. He had torn her white cotton blouse easily, his powerful motion going all the way from her neck to the waist. The flimsy blouse ripped all the way down easily, but he also tore apart the buttons on her grey business jacket so that it, too, flew open. With her blouse falling off, Chuck had exposed Candy once again.

The buxom blonde also hadn't worn a bra that day!

There were more outcries from the people within the studio. Candy Struthers - who had tried so hard to appear as a demure - even prudish - church lady, had deceived them all! Her large bosom jiggled sensually from the ripping of her blouse, and her large chest expanded in and out from her deep breathing. Even though she had hands over her tits and vagina, there was no denying how hot she looked. And the expression on Candy's face was of utter dismay. It had only taken Chuck seconds to reveal how alluring her outfit really was!

"Oh God..." murmured the blonde in disbelief. All of her work in the past year had become undone!

"Put your hands behind your back!" barked Chuck.

Candy gazed up at the man with a pitiful expression on her face. She really didn't want to follow his orders...

"Do as he says!" Manny shouted, slapping his humungous cock on her face once to get her attention.

The Hispanic's twelve-inch log managed to get Candy's undivided attention. Her head snapped back at the force of the blow and she hurriedly placed her hands behind her. In that stance, her pussy wasn't very visible since she was on her knees with thighs clamped together. However, with her hands behind her back the blonde's generous rack became quite exposed. One of the cameramen composed a very good shot of the ex-newscaster straight-on, bringing great exposure to her large D-cup tits that were the toast of the internet and the envy of many men and women; on her diminutive, petite figure, Candy's tits actually appeared even larger than they actually were.

Chuck seized hold of the young woman's hair bun, and lifted it up gruffly so that she had no alternative but to follow his movement. Instead of kneeling and sitting on the floor, Candy was on her knees but the rest of her body was upright, her thighs vertical. There was no hiding her pussy any longer! But the girl's thighs were still stuck together so that only the slightest hint of her slit was presented - one thin, glorious line that held so much promise.

"Not a lot of bush on this hot little church babe!" argued Chuck. "Looks like you had a recent Brazilian, no? Or - perhaps you just shave every day? You look really smooth down there, Miss Struthers!"

Candy remained silent because she didn't know how to respond.

Chuckling, Chuck said, "No matter! Let me check!"

The man reached over to Candy's last remaining piece of clothing, her suit jacket, and pulled it wide open so that even more of the gorgeous body was exhibited. After making sure that the camera got a good long look at the blonde, Chuck ran his hands over her tits, roughly pinching and rubbing her nipples, then feeling out her underarms before running his hands down her svelte sides to pause at her hips. Next he started toying with her bare slit, his thick calloused fingers exploring the young beauty's buttery-smooth pussy-lips. His two cronies observed their leader with envious lust. Most noticeably to the millions of viewers watching at home was the fact that none of the men's boners had deflated - they were still hard as rocks.

"Shit - this bitch has a nice body! Fuck me!" exclaimed Chuck, licking his lips. "Spread your legs, cunt!"

With a one large finger already delving deep into her slick vaginal depths, Candy had tried to keep her composure and her thighs tightly shut together. With the knowledge that no one was going to save her, just like during the Nantucket incident, the stunning twenty-five year-old yielded to her attacker grudgingly. Candy knees nudged apart reluctantly, but a triangle of space gradually formed beneath her pelvis.