Ellie had been only sixteen at the time and she wore tight little tops which extenuated her large breasts and gave her a brazen persona, she was as innocent as they come though and had only once kissed a boy, egged on by the encouragement of others.
It had repulsed her actually! The idea of two people sharing saliva in that way, it tasted bad too and she never wondered how the spitting afterwards might have made the willing participant at the time feel.
It was a summer evening sometime after she’d gotten over the horror of her first kiss when the thieves struck and took away her innocence and her hymen.
Actually it wasn’t evening at all, it was sometime after her parents had gone to sleep, she had snuck out of her ground floor bedroom window and gone a mile of so, unafraid of the dark or all that might lurk in it’s depths to meet some friends.
They waited for her in a dirty garage that belonged to one of their equally unaware parents. They gulped back something, which was an experimental homebrew. It tasted disgusting but did the trick. If the desired trick was a slurry untidy buzz and a window of which one could throw away inhibitions and common sense.
‘Sarah’ who was a year or so ahead of Ellie in the boy department, was busy in the corner with Simon. They kissed clumsily and hungrily. It wasn’t how kisses looked in the movies and it looked wet and unappealing.
Ellie and Neil looked at each other awkwardly and continued to swallow down the damning beverage.
“Come on you two!” Ellie had said in their direction and they rolled their eyes at her simultaneously as they wiped their wet mouths and abandoned their attempts at eating one another.
“You need to lighten up a bit Ellie!”
Sarah said lighting a cigarette she’d stolen from her fathers packet on the coffee table before she’d snuck out.
Simon and Neil chuckled at something immaturely despite that they were a few years senior and then they produced another bottle from its hiding place in the corner, this time it was whiskey and it made Ellie wretch as she took her first sip after the others.
“Have you ever been fingered?” Simon asked in true teenaged fashion in her direction, instantly she felt the skin on her cheeks flush red in the poor light.
“None of your business!” she retorted but Sarah joined in with what was to become a ridicule at Ellies expense.
“No she hasn’t, have you Ellie!” “You’d love it!” She added taking another sip.
“Neil will finger you.” Simon said looking and nodding encouragingly in Neils direction.
“Oh for gods sake!” Ellie said now, but she never said no, she would guess if she had to reason, that the alcohol had made her feel a little braver than usual.
“Have another sip” Sarah said offloading the bottle to Ellie and Ellie took a large gulp, only she never wretched this time.
Neil, who was quiet until now, offered that he would finger Ellie if she wanted him to.
Ellie sat for a while, half participating in the conversation that had turned to their breast sizes, half reasoning with herself that she didn’t want to be what they described as frigid forever.
She counted to three in her head and simply said “Okay.” And they all knew what it was in reference to.
Sarah smiled at Simon who was groping her in front of everyone, his hands beneath her blouse, squeezing her tiny nipples between his fingers and thumbs, his breathing indicating his pleasure as he squeezed a little harder to make her protest.
Neil a shy but willing boy didn’t hesitate, he moved closer to Ellie in an instant, afraid she might change her mind and began kissing her, he supposed as all teenagers do, that everything has to start with kissing.
The kissing was tender and pleasant compared to her last attempt and if asked she would say it was because Neil was older and more experienced. He tasted of whiskey and though she didn’t much like the taste she was too nervous about the imminent fingering to care.
“Get on with fingering her already!” Simon said and they both ceased kissing to look up and Sarah and Simon who were watching and waiting for the show.
Neil began fumbling with Ellies buttons and tried to reach his hands down the front of her open jeans.
Realising there wasn’t enough room, his hands were large like his fathers, he began to slide her jeans down as she lifted her backside up, all the while her heart beating fast in her chest.
All at once she remembered the knickers she was wearing and cringed as she remembered the solitary yellow bow on the front of them.
Her jeans now a dark mass on the floor beside them, she heard whispering from the others, apart from that, all she could hear was her own breathing.
“You’re going to need to open your legs a little” Neil whispered as if the others might not hear. She still had her knickers on as she felt his fingers trace the outline of her untouched pussy lips through the thin fabric.
She shifted her legs wider as he reached a fat finger beneath the fabric and touched her somewhere she had never shared before. His finger felt cold on her skin, which had few hairs since she’d developed slowly.
It felt uncomfortable as she felt his finger at the entrance to her and she let out a little gasp as he tried to push inwards.
“Oh my god, you’re so tight!” he said quietly as he genuinely struggled to penetrate her.
It didn’t stop his efforts though, he enjoyed the feel of her virgin unexplored hole on his fingertip and it encouraged him, invited him in. He pushed hard and slow and selfishly his own desire to feel his finger thick in the membranes of her immature tube took him over and he pushed the whole way in and felt her hymen break.
Ellie didn’t make a sound despite the pain. She was ‘supposed’ to enjoy this. Her friend had said so.
She lay there silently waiting for the pleasure to arrive as he became frenzied now, his large finger, fucking her, in and out, unseen blood on his nail and around her hole as he stretched her, ruined her, despite his shyness and his gentle kiss.
“You’ve got the tightest cunt I ever fingered!” he said, his breathing was fast, giving away his need. Still he strived to get his finger deeper, still it went faster and harder with every journey in and out, as if he was never going to find his satisfaction until she cried out. Still she remained quiet.
“Is it nice?” he asked as he looked at her face for an answer. “Yes” she lied because she guessed she was supposed to like this and wasn’t quite normal. She followed through with a nod for confirmation.
“Are you okay Ellie?” Sarah asked now.
“aha” Ellie responded.
Then they all halted activities.
“Simon thinks it would be a good idea for us all to finger you so that you get used to it quickly”
She said and Ellie wondered whether this was supposed to all feel as wrong as it did. They after all, all seemed to think that this was perfectly natural.
She promised herself silently that she’d never drink alcohol again, she felt as though she had allowed a thief to enter her mouth and steal her mind.
“Erm I don’t know” she said, and she felt a little stupid.
“Oh come on!” Sarah said to which Simon added “yeah come on Ellie, we’re all friends here.”
Remembering that tender kiss Neil had given her, she looked at him for some tenderness now, some truth, but she couldn’t find anything at all.
“Okay” she said in a resigned tone and giggling commenced from every mouth except hers.
“I want to see you do it first” Simon said to Sarah as they all surrounded her.
“I’ve never touched another girl before!” Sarah said, but it wasn’t said with trepidation, just in a matter of fact kinda way.
“You’ve fingered yourself though!” Simon said as he drained the dregs of the bottle.
“Yeah sure” she replied and then the thieves began.
“Can I take these off Ellie?”
Sarah said, tugging at the material of her knickers, the small bloodstain on them unmentioned.
She didn’t wait for an answer she slid them down Ellies cold thighs and discarded them with the jeans.
“Oh this is going to be good!” Simon said to Neil and high fived him.
“Here have this for your head.”
Neil said as he passed Ellie his jacket and helped her reposition herself so that it was her pillow.
They all watched as Sarah tentatively parted her friends soft lips with one hand and pushed a finger slowly into her cunt with the other.
“Oh fuck!” “Oh yes!” Simon said and this encouraged Sarah as she pushed her tiny finger all the way into her friend.
“She is tight.” She aimed at Neil as she worked her finger around, inside the warmth.
The whiskey had taken full control of Ellie now and she felt as if she weren’t really here anymore, she closed one eye as she looked at them all watching her.
“Shall I try two?” Sarah asked Simon, who of course smiled at the idea.
Ellie felt herself being stretched now, it felt very far away from her though, almost as if she could watch herself and pretend it was a movie.
“Mmm fuck! Give it to her” Simon said excitedly as Neil remained quietly watching.
Sarah worked her fingers faster, little slick noises made her giggle as she lost herself and found that she really enjoyed violating her friends little pussy. She felt herself growing aroused and looked forward to some attention herself soon.
“You ready for me Ellie?” Simon said, and his tone made him sound like a stranger, his face in the light made him look like someone she didn’t know, the expression on his face had been one she hadn’t seen before, it changed him.
Nobody waited for an answer. Sarah removed her fingers from Ellie and offered them to Simon to suck, but he simply ignored her. He only wanted his turn to play.
“Now, let’s see for myself how tight you are Ellie.” He said as he positioned himself in front of her. His fingers weren’t as fat as Neils but they were much longer, if Ellie were to reason with her once sober brain, she’d say it must have something to do with his height, as he was very tall.
He wasn’t tentative or exploratory as his fingers entered her. He drove his middle finger straight into her until he met her cervix and then as Ellie squirmed a little, still silently, he pushed his finger into her cervix, still pushing, still more length, he wanted to get into her.
His cock stirred in his pants, she was tight ‘even after the efforts of the others!’ he thought.
Ellie winced as he without care, thrust his finger in and out of her. She couldn’t keep quiet any longer and a noise escaped her throat, which served incorrectly as encouragement for him. Simon pushed another finger into her now.
“You’ll get used to it.” He said.
“See how many fingers you can get into her Si!” Neil said from beside her and sober Ellie would have felt betrayed.
Neils cock was hard now, it had been enough that he had broken her hymen with his fat fingers but watching everyone else work on her when he knew just how untouched she had been just an hour ago was causing pre-cum to leak from his tip. He barely even realised that he had freed his cock and was rubbing it gently as he watched Simon endeavour to add a third finger.
Sarah watched closely too, she envied her friend, despite the lack of obvious pleasure, she figured that her friend had to be enjoying it really.
The new violation was uncomfortable but Simon was concentrating on getting more in now, so he wasn’t poking around her cervix, which had been the most unpleasant sensation of all so far. “Three” he said as he worked it right in to join the other two and rather pleased with himself began thrusting them in and out, the tightness of her wrapped around him, her pussy stretched around his skin, her clitoris if anyone had cared about that, was taut and almost pushed right inside her.
“Another?” He asked in a ‘M-lady’ tone and never waited for an answer of course.
“Fucking hell!” Sarah said as he set about trying a fourth.
“Don’t hurt her will you!” she added as if she didn’t really need to.
She really wanted to see her friend with four fingers ramming in and out of her no longer tight pussy. She thought she might just burst herself and could feel juices oozing from her starved pussy as her friend got all the action.
“She’s loving it, aren’t you Ellie!” Neil said from beside her, his cock in his hands getting closer to her face.
“In a minute she’s going to show how much she’s loving it by sucking my cock for me aren’t you Ellie!”
Ellie didn’t say a word. She was concentrating on that nearly pleasant feeling that she kept getting hints of as Simon accidentally stimulated her clitoris on his way in and out.
He was working the fourth right the way in now and figured that considering how tight she’d been to start with, that this was the nearest he’d ever got to fisting someone. He’d seen it on his dads porn flicks and always wondered how they managed it. Now he knew that it was determination and desire that achieved it.
“Four, fucking hell four” he said as he looked down at the sight of the best part of his hand submerged.
“How does that feel?” he said genuinely pleased as he moved it around and then in and out. Meanwhile Ellie was concentrating on that feeling again, the feeling which had grown stronger with the latest addition.
Her breathing betrayed her slightly as he thrust in and out rubbing her in a place he was ignorant to.
Neil had begun rubbing his swollen cock over Ellies open mouth leaving the taste of his desire on her dry lips.
Simon in a rewarding frenzy pushed his four long fingers in and out of her as her juices started to flow from somewhere, and then it happened.
The explosion surprised them all. Her pussy gripped and squeezed him with such force that he wondered what it meant. A noise that caused Neil to shoot his load all over her face and mouth erupted from her like a lid being removed from something high pressured.
It was unmistakably the cry of pleasure and men ‘not boys’ would have understood it, women. ‘not girls’ would have expected it. As it was, they all enjoyed it, even Sarah who was still playing with her sopping little cunt as she watched Simons fingers slow to a standstill.
“Fucking hell!, you’re a right one aren’t ya Ellie!” Simon exclaimed as he began wiping his fingers on his shirt.
Sarah felt a pang of jealousy towards her friend now and as both the boys said they were ready to go home and sleep, Ellie already dressed and standing, bid the thieves goodnight.
