*** 7 ***

"That's good Nena, keep it up," said Doug licking his lips.

Mark could see that the constant hefting of her breasts were causing her nipples to harden and slightly poke outward. Suddenly, Mark had an idea. Abruptly he said, "Okay Nena, that's enough."

Nena put her hands down gratefully, her arms and breasts slightly sore from the constant manipulation. Mark suddenly said, "Nena grasp your nipples by your fingers."

"What?" she stammered.

"DO IT! Grasp your nipples!"

Nena hesitated, her stomach lurching violently.

"NOW DAMMIT!" Mark commanded.

Afraid to cause a scene, Nena ever so slowly reached up and grasped a nipple in each hand between her thumb and index finger, slightly pinching them. She bit the inside of her lip, trying desperately not to scream. Petrified of what they were going to do to her.

She waited for what seemed hours, but was only a few seconds.

John, Scott and Doug moved in a bit closer.

"Now," Mark said in a more gentle voice, "What I'm going to ask you to do is very simple. Apply pressure on each nipple and pull them up slowly. That's all you have to do."

Nena looked at him wordlessly, nervous about his request.

"That's simple enough isn't it?" he said encouragingly. The Gringos stared hard at her as Nena pinched each nipple a little harder and began to slowly draw her firm breasts forward. She heard the men suck in their breath. As Nena began to pull, the weight of her tits caused the nipples to pull slightly, eliciting an involuntary gasp from her.

"Go slow," Mark said noting her reaction.

As she pulled them farther forward the entire weight of her breasts hung suspended below the stiffening nipples. Unconsciously, Nena's breath began to quickly from her fear and the pleasure that was beginning to build up within her aching tits. The sweet pull was making her breath catch and the gringos could see her entire body stiffen and back arch in response to the heat generated that was spreading throughout her lithe body. Nena's nipples began to harden and elongate and she was aware that she was slowly losing control of herself. God I...can't stand this, she thought to herself. "Please...Please...don't humiliate me like this...I can't stand it" she groaned softly.

Scott and John continued to watch her as they licked their dry lips lustily. "How does it feel?" Scott said edging closer.

Nena's breathing was quick, and shallow. "It...it...it...feels good, but.... please... don't humiliate me any... more." She began to suck in her lower lip.

Mark knew she was losing control. The entire weight of her breasts were now suspended by her hard, stiff, elongated nipples. Perspiration beaded on Nena's brow and her chest.

"You must be getting hot doing that to yourself Nena. Are you?" he asked mockingly. "Do you want... more?" Mark hissed.

Nena tried to hold onto a shred of sanity, of reality, of what was actually happening to her, but her entire focus was on her nipples. That sweet pull, that incredibly pleasurable throbbing...she started to move her hips on the bed.

Mark motioned to Doug and Scott. "Hurry, get behind her on the bed." They quickly jumped up behind Nena, grabbing her arms away from her breasts. It took a second for her to register what they were doing. She began thrashing wildly, eyes wide, and sobbing "You promised...you promised...Oh God...no...please no..."

Scott and Doug managed to get her down on the bed, but she continued to struggle. They each held an arm down and quickly reached for her nipples, knowing very well the best way to control her. As if sensing what they were doing, Nena jumped up, managing to roll onto the floor, away from their probing hands.

Mark jumped in to help contain Nena, grabbing both her legs. They quickly subdued her and took her back to the bed. Nena was in hysterics, yelling and crying. In the tussle, her skirt came undone, lying bare, her beautiful toned legs and thin cotton panties.

Mark said harshly, "You can yell and scream all you want, but nobody is in the other suite. Besides that, these walls are made of adobe, and so thick nobody could hear you even if they wanted to."

Scott and Doug used the lull to quickly get Nena in the position that they wanted. Mark held down her arms and waved John over to hold down her legs. Scott and Doug quickly reached around Nena and grasped her breasts their nimble fingers quickly finding her hard nubs.

Nena tried to struggle, but it was no use. They both had a good grip on her nipples and were alternately pulling and pinching, pulling and pinching...Nena's struggles lessened and her tense muscles began to relax. Scott and Doug had managed to get Nena to lie down on the bed on her back and were maintaining their constant manipulations on her breasts.

Mark held Nena arms up over her head to give his friends full access to her large tits while a couple of the other gringos held down her legs. Nena's struggles continued to lessen and falter. After a few minutes of the continual ministrations, she gave up. She had no more fight left in her. Mark looked down at Nena's beautiful face. He saw that her lips were parted and her eyes lidded, her breathing rapidly increasing. Marks cock was straining, struggling for release.

With one hand still holding Nena's wrists above her head. He began to peel off his jeans with his free friend. His friends seeing him break the ice, wasted no time getting their clothes off too. On the bed Scott and Doug continued their sexual assault on Nena's heaving breasts. Pinching and pulling, pinching in pulling. Nena knew she should try to stop them...but... the feeling was exquisite. She was being torn between the value system her parents taught her and... the feelings she was getting from the gringos mauling her breasts.

Doug managed to get his pants and boxers off and Scott followed suite...Nena knew things were going to get REALLY out of control soon...she should stop them...a guttural moan passed her lips. Desperately she tried to work her way from under Scott. In panic, she suddenly realized that both of the gringos next to her on the bed had taken off her clothes.

She realized her folly, letting her lust, her repressed desires get the better of her. She began to plead and beg for mercy. For the guys, however, it was too late. The constant visual stimulation of the helpless Mexican girl, held down on the bed, defenseless, had pushed them over they edge. They were like a boat without a rudder. Things were totally out of control.

*** 8 ***

Scott bent his head down to kiss Nena, but was met with resistance, "Come on Nena, don't be so shy."

Nena tried to turn her head, but Scott was much too strong. She surrendered to his anxious tongue as it entered her mouth, his lips crushing her down into the bed. Doug reached down and began to stroke Nena's firm tummy in a little circles that grew progressively bigger. He reached her panties and slowly moved his hand over her Venus mound, feeling the thick hair bristle underneath his fingers. He felt her stiffen and moan in protest, which was drowned out by Scott's assault on her mouth, his tongue exploring deeply, silencing her. Mark boldly reached over and grasped her panties from either side pulling them down slowly down her long, dark legs. The cold air hit her vagina, causing Nena to renew her unsuccessful struggle to escape, but she remained trapped. When Nena was completely exposed, Doug ran a hand slowly and gently down her damp slit, the thick lips parting wetly. He felt Nena respond and undulate her hips unconsciously. He got between Nena's legs and slowly parted the thick hair of her vagina seeking her clit.

He paused to stare at the girl's gaping cunt, the moist lips distended and puffed up with arousal. He grasped each side of the fold and with his thumbs pushed up the hood exposing the throbbing button that was swollen up to the size of a small peanut. He blew a stream of cold air on her clit, causing it to shiver, He then opened up his mouth wide and blew out a stream of warm ear.

He felt Nena shift back and forth helplessly on the bed, pinned down by Scott's unrelenting weight. Mark tapped Scott on the shoulder motioning him to make some room. Mark's cock stuck out like a rocket, the hours of teasing and humiliating Nena engorging it like an over stuffed sausage, his balls aching and heavy with cum. He lay next to Nena on the bed and told Scott to turn her over so that she was facing him.

Nena again tried to struggle free, pivoting backwards to avoid having to face Mark, but was no match for Scott, who easily rolled her over to her side facing him, Nena's ass, round and firm jutted out, the crack of her ass leading to her the swollen lips of her vagina.

Nena knew she was in a vulnerable state and desperately tried to keep Mark at bay. She felt Mark placed his knee between her tightly held together legs, and apply a steady pressure.

"Come on honey," he said, "Relax," his voice tumulus, filled with blind lust, his stiff cock stabbing into her firm stomach, looking for her vagina, seeking release. Nena lay on her side, her heavy breasts pressing into Marks chest. Although she strained to keep her legs together, the constant pressure of Marks knee caused them to perceptibly give way, as the wedge of his knee worked its way forward.

As Nena's legs were slowly spread wider, Mark was able to bring more and more of his leg to bear down. Nena, held in position by Scott, was no longer able to bear the strain as her legs gave out. Mark quickly moved his leg up brushing her calf and thigh, until he reached her hairy mound. He slowly ground his knee into her wet slit and felt her cunt lips, warm and wet as he made contact with them.

Nena continued to thrash on the bread, breathing rapidly. Hysterically she cried, "Please...listen...I'll let you do anything you want...anything...but PLEESE...not all of you...not ..."

Scott again put an end to her cries as he again probed her mouth deeply with his mouth, effectively quieting her. Mark reached up between their connected bodies, taking hold of a breast and began the methodical pulling and pinching...pulling and pinching.

He felt Nena tense up, trying to get away from the fingers manipulating her nipple. Mark continued the assault on her breast, wearing her down. With his other hand he reached down to his engorged cock, guiding the swollen head towards Nena's wet hole.

Because of the angle, he had to scoot down to position himself to enter her. He thrust forward towards her passage, but only succeeded in brushing his cock across her wet slit, further stimulating himself. Causing him to groan inwardly. Guiding his cock with his hand, he stabbed forward again feeling the swollen head partly enter Nena's opening, but was frustrated by the sudden shift of her pelvis which inhibited his ability to work himself in further.

He reached around her back, balling his fist into the small area of her lower back, and pressed firmly, causing Nena to curve her back. She gasped, seizing the moment, he stabbed the rest of his swollen member into her, sliding half the length in until he felt the membrane of her hymen. God she's tight, he said to himself. He pulled out and then quickly jabbed forward busting her cherry, his entire cock sinking all the way inside of her, his balls slapping obscenely against her backside.

Mark felt her stiffen and gasp in surprise. Her cunt was impossibly tight, the warm wetness enveloping his hardness. He held himself still inside of her. Getting her used to the feel. She began to quiet down. Nena felt the cock inside her, its largeness, its hardness.

To her horror, she began to get aroused. She tried to maintain some dignity, come control, but her body betrayed her. On their own accord, her cunt muscles eagerly started to suck on the thick tool inside of her, urging it to move back and forth. She could feel Marks heavy balls on the red, puffed up lips of her vagina and imagined how swollen they must be. The amount of...cum that was inside them.

Realizing what she was doing, she valiantly tried to shake the images out of her mind. She shook her head rapidly back and forth to clear her head. Mark managed to stay in control although part of him wanted to just pump into her as hard and as fast as possible, just piston in and out of her like an oilrig.

Nena was fast being broken. He could feel her cunt muscles masturbating his cock and wanted to give in to the feeling. To feel the blessed release, the sensation of spurt after spurt of hot cum as it entered that impossibly hot and wet cunt of hers.

The thought caused him to quiver and move slightly. He felt the length of his cock as it was sheathed in Nena's tight hole. He clenched his teeth, fighting to maintain control.

Doug had spent the last few minutes watching from the side of the bed, his cock aching with pent up lust. He approached Nena's backside and began to slowly trace a finger up and down her ass crack, causing her to break out in goose bumps all down her backside. Nena began to whimper, realizing how vulnerable her backside was, but not able to move. Doug reached down to Nena's anus, which was slightly moist from her juices. He put a finger at her anal passage. Nena began to buck wildly, blindly with panic, moving back and forth, trying to stop Doug from violating her backside.