Bad Apple - the Baddest Chick(28)
Delray cleared the bed, tossing everything on the floor, and picked up the remote to the television. He then took a seat at the end of the bed, turned on the TV, and gestured for Nichols to join him. Nichols walked forward and sat closely to him, knowing what he wanted—sex. Feeling his hand slowly glide up her thigh and under her skirt, she knew she was making it too easy for him.
He slowly leaned her back and cupped her b-reasts, positioning her for sex. “You like me?” he asked with a smile.
“Yeah, I do.”
“’Cause I really like you.”
Nichols smiled and then felt him tugging at her panties. He gripped the sides tightly and tried to yank them off. At first, she tried to close her legs to prevent them from being pulled off, but between Delray’s soft look, his light kisses to the inside of her bellybutton, and his kind, soothing words, within five minutes, her panties came sliding off.
Delray began fondling Nichols. He gently pushed his index and middle finger into her, and recognized she was a virgin. That excited him and made him want her even more, knowing he would be the first to pop her cherry with his thick dick.
Nichols lay on her back, her panties lost in the debris on the floor, and her bra unsnapped and almost completely off.
Delray pulled up her skirt and played with her pubic hair. He had the innocent sixteen-year-old in the palm of his hand and was taking his sweet time with her. He had all night to toy with her.
As he sucked on Nichols’ hard nipples, he unzipped his pants and slid out of them. He then positioned himself between her shapely thighs. Delray wanted to find his rhythm and f-uck her correctly without it hurting her, but the strong urge to penetrate her had quickly taken over. He just wanted to take her virginity and come inside her.
Before Nichols could protest and mention anything about a condom, Delray had the tip of his dick breaking through her walls. He held her down on the mattress firmly and thrust himself into her, causing her to scream out in pain.
“Ouch! Ouch!” she cried out, dragging her nails down the center of his back and bracing herself for the worst of it.
Delray didn’t care about her cries of pain. He wanted to f-uck, and he wanted to be rough. Nichols gritted her teeth and wanted to pull herself from underneath him, but the weight of his body kept her pinned between him and the mattress. She felt her vagina being torn open from his girth, and since this was her first time, she was experiencing more pain than pleasure.
Delray pounded into Nichols with little sympathy for her virgin state. He squeezed her thighs and b-reasts, grunted in her ear as he felt his nut brewing, and didn’t notice the tears developing in her young eyes as the blood ran down her thighs.
“Ouch! Slow . . . please, slow,” Nichols pleaded.
Ignoring her, Delray continued, his fist clutching the sheets soiled from previous use, and sweat pouring from his brow.
The room had no fan or air conditioning, and the summer heat was the only thing that circulated in the bedroom. Nichols’ b-reasts were sweaty against Delray’s chest, and the pounding inside of her seemed unrelenting. She closed her eyes, bit down on her bottom lip, and endured the pain, realizing he didn’t plan to stop anytime soon. He seemed transfixed by the pain he was causing her. Nichols hadn’t imagined losing her virginity this way. She’d always fantasized about a man like Delray, but always thought he would be more gentle and caring, that the sex would be easygoing and loving.
Nichols swore she saw someone watching them from the doorway, but his penis going in and out of her like a freight train kept her distracted.
“Oh shit! I’m comin’!” Delray grunted. He danced on top of her, feeling his nut coming soon. He bit Nichols’ nipple, causing her to scream out, and then wrapped his hand around her neck tightly as he came inside of her.
Nichols gasped, feeling Delray’s penis going deeper. He shook like he was having a seizure. When he was done, he got up, shook his penis, exhaled, and looked for his stuff. It felt like he had just gone to the bathroom on her. Nichols lay there in tears. Between her thighs was red with blood. Delray didn’t even offer her a towel to clean herself with.
Before she could get up and reach for her belongings, three men suddenly appeared in the room, startling her. She knew something was wrong, but before she could react, she found herself pinned down by her arms and screaming for help, while a second man rushed between her legs, thrusting into her for a quick and forceful f-uck.
“Relax, girl. We just tryin’ to have some fun wit’ you, and then we’ll get down to business,” Delray proclaimed with a devious smile.
*****
A few hours later, Nichols found herself bonded with handcuffs to a steel radiator, butt naked, bleeding, and scared. She was at another location and didn’t remember how she’d arrived there. The ground was cold and the place haunting, with its rusty exposed pipes overhead, and the barren concrete walls made the dingy basement look like a dark dungeon. Three men stood around her, gawking at her, delighted to see her captive like some zoo animal.
Nichols cried out, her eyes swollen from crying and her face panic-stricken. She searched the room for any sight of Delray. She wanted an explanation from him. Her pu-ssy was so sore, she couldn’t even sit in a correct posture. And she didn’t know how many men had raped her, because she had passed out from the abuse.
The men waited around, obviously for the alpha male to show up, and he soon arrived. Supreme walked into the basement with his number one guy right behind him, Guy Tony. He looked at Nichols with amusement. He went up to the scared Nichols, hunched down, and stroked her face like a concerned parent. Nichols flinched, moving away from him, but she was restricted. The handcuffs cut into her wrist, and she ached from the pain.