Blake Garfield - Rape a virgin aunt

"Come on, Aunt Donna, give me a kiss!"

"What?" Donna gasped, trying to push her handsome young nephew away. "What are you guys even doing here?"

Donna tried to back away from the boy and bumped into his older brother almost immediately. Mark was the oldest of her sister's three sons. He leered at Donna with open lust as he closed his hands around the firm cheeks of her ass. It was all Donna could do to keep from screaming.

A moment later she was sandwiched tightly between the two boys. Wayne, the middle brother, closed his strong young hands over her full tits and squeezed until Donna thought she was going to pass out from the pain. She glanced around the deserted street for help and saw only the youngest of the three brothers, Tony, opening the back door of her treasured BMW, the keys to her house and car clutched in his hand.

"What are we doing here?" Mark mimicked her mockingly. "Why you told us to drop by any time we wanted to, Aunt Donna. We're just doing like you asked."

"Forget it," Wayne said, handling Donna's round, sensitive tits as though they were a couple pieces of fruit he was testing for firmness. "Mom told us that she was a fucking tease. Always letting the boys take her out to the drive-in, then getting them so hot their balls ached and they came all over their pants."

"Then telling them she was waiting until she got married," Tony said. "Making them go home with swollen balls to beat off in the bathroom."

"No," Donna said, tears springing to her wide blue eyes as Wayne and Mark wrestled her toward the door Tony was holding open. "Your mother isn't telling you the truth. She's always been jealous of me because she was the best-looking girl at the school until I got there. You can't believe her! I wasn't a tease! I wasn't!"

"Right," Mark said with a smirk and stuffed her into the back seat of her expensive car. "Well, we're going to take you on a little field trip to the drive-in. I guess we'll find out who the liar is."

Donna gasped in pain and shock as Mark and Wayne threw her onto the floor of the car.

She tried to squirm up onto the seat, but before she could move more than a few inches, Tony and Mark had slid into the back seat with her and pinned her to the floor with their feet. Mark settled one of his big, dirty boots right on the side of Donna's beautiful face, and the gritty feel and filthy smell almost made her vomit.

The tall, sexy blonde's heart beat fast as Wayne slid into the front seat and started up the car. She knew the boys weren't kidding. They were actually going to take her to the old Eastport Drive-in. Now it was a dangerous place where only the most dangerous kids went.

Even the police were afraid to go in there at night, and the only movies it showed were bloody horror movies and even more disgusting pornography. Donna didn't even want to think about what the boys were going to do to her once they got her there.

Donna had teased boys when she was in high school, but it hadn't been her fault. She was four years younger than her sister, who had gone through school with a reputation for doing anything with boys and girls alike.

Donna was even more beautiful than her sister, with the kind of smoldering blonde sexiness that drove boys and men out of their minds. Every boy in the school wanted to go out with her, and a lot of them she had liked and said yes to.

But the idea of having sex had always filled Donna with a sick, scared feeling. She had watched her sister fucking boys one or two or three at a time, her sexy young body speared by huge, ugly cocks. The sight had made her sick. So she had developed a reputation as a tease, and her years in school had been unbearable because of it.

Now Donna Davis was successful and wealthy, while her sister was dirt poor and raising three wild teenage boys on her own. But Donna was still a virgin. At thirty-one years old she had never let a man stick her with his cock. The idea of being fucked still made her want to retch.

"Hey, boys, what's happening?" a new voice asked. Light slanted in through the car.

"Where the fuck you steal this car?"

"Steal shit," Wayne said. "We're just using our fucking aunt's car to see some movies."

Trapped on the floor of the car by Mark and Tony's feet, Donna's heart soared with sudden hope. She hadn't thought of the fact that the boys would have to buy tickets to get into the drive-in.

Surely the manager would call the police when he realized that her nephews had kidnapped her.

"Sure," the gravelly voice said, obviously not believing Wayne. "How many?"

"Four," Mark answered, and both he and Tony slipped their feet off Donna's trapped body.

Mark wrapped his hand in Donna's hair and pulled her up into the light. "The three of us and this fucking cock-tease."

Donna gasped with shock and squealed with the pain of having her hair yanked so savagely.

Her spirits dropped at the sight of the gross, evil-looking man who stood inside the glass ticket booth. He leered at her openly. When Donna recognized him, she began to cry.

"So it is your aunt," Buck Anderson said, his cock getting hard. "Bitch gave me blue balls ten times before I stopped asking her out. You boys go on in. No charge tonight. But I might come back and visit for a spell during the third feature."

"Sure thing, Mr. Anderson," Mark said, slamming Donna back down to the floor of the car. "I think she'll be pretty broken in by then."

"Good," Buck said. "You have a real good time, Donna. You've had this coming for fifteen years."

"Oh please!" Donna whimpered as Mark settled the heavy weight of his foot against her face once more. "Please let me go! What are you going to do to me?"

"Fuck you, Aunt Donna," Tony said, his handsome, boyish face alight with excitement. "Fuck you in every hole you've got!"

"We're going to teachyou a lesson, you sorry cunt!" Mark growled, rubbing his dirty boots all over Donna's beautiful face.

"We're going to teach you what it is that sluts like you are made for. What kind of a dumb cunt are you, wasting a hot body like yours for all these years. You should have been getting fucked since the day your tits started popping out."

Wayne slid the car into a spot on the front row of the drive-in. Mark grabbed Donna by her hair again and hauled her up onto the back seat between him and Tony. While Wayne put the speaker on the door of the car, Mark slammed Donna's head against the rear window a dozen times. By the time he let go of her silky blonde hair Donna was too dazed to do anything but slump weakly between her two nephews.

She looked from boy to boy, unable to believe that these were the ones who would be ripping the cherry she had protected for thirty-one years.

The oldest, Mark, wasn't even a senior yet. He had a square face and dark hair, and in spite of his foul language and rough manner, Donna could see a bright light of intelligence in his eyes. Wayne, looking over the front seat at her, was as blonde as Mark was dark, his chest hairless and bulging with muscles. Tony, the youngest and barely more than a child, had jet black hair and fine, almost delicate features. The three brothers were so different that Donna had often thought they each had a different father. But they were all looking at her with the same lust now.

"Turn on the light," Mark said.

The moment the overhead came on Mark tore open the front of Donna's friliy white blouse. Donna gasped with fear and shock. Mark shredded the blouse from around her shoulders with two more quick jerks of his powerful hands. Donna cried out as her expensive white blouse was torn to rags.

The boys gasped at what they saw. All that was left of Donna's blouse was half of one sleeve hanging down her right arm and a string of ragged white that draped over her left shoulder and trailed down between the deep cleavage of her tits. Dressed in rags, Donna looked sexier than ever.