Trashing

Trashing is to powerfuck a female, and leave her amongst trash afterwards.

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Mambo Number Five

She strutted around almost nude.

Wriggled her ass.

Bouncing her boobs.

Sexy legs.

Shiny wet, all sweat, carrying some water.

I took her for a slut, and I approached her in silence.

She laid down her water can, and she said something to me in her own language.

I did not understand a word, but then again, it was not a conversation I was after.

I was alone on this one, and I started the busting with a cuntpunt, and them gave her some quick bellypunches as follow-ups.

As she sank down on all four, I gave her another kick in the cunt, and she went face down in the mud.

After years of pratice I'm a quick stripper, both on behalf of myself and the bitches.

And neither of us had much to wear in the heat anyway.

I rolled her over om her back, spreaded her legs, held her arms, and I mounted her.

She just jerked her eyes and went into some kinda shock, as my cock slammed hard into her vagina.

As said, I first took her for a slut, but as it turned out she was only a bitch.

When her hymen was torn I realized that I had got myself a virgin bitch.

She was sweating enormous amounts, and she was shaking like a leaf.

I looked deep into her wide open eyes, as I took what was mine to take.

A moment ago she owned her pussy, but now that had suddenly changed.

It was like she could not comprehend that she was powerfucked now, and that her body now belonged to someone else but her.

After the first goo went spashing deep into her vagina, I just kept on riding her on the same stiff cock, just as I use to.

And I realized that she did not fight, she just laid there in shock and awe.

I released her arms, and put my left hand around her back, and my right hand around her asscheek.

Just so I could squeeze her body even better, and really feel every inch of her skin against mine.

I love feeling them really good, all nude.

This, and giving her the finger up the rectum, and kissing her on her mouth.

And making as many hickeys on her breasts as possible.

After 8 internal cumshots I was ready to let her go.

After all she was a virgin when I busted her, althou her nakedness told every man otherwise.

She had only fooled herself by doing this showoff, and now she had ended up as a sperminated ex-virgin.

She had only herself to thank for her misfortune.

Hopefully she had learned something from this session, althou one never really knows about females.

Some do learn, as some just keep on their slutty ways.

Anyway I pissed on her, to compensate for me sparing her ass from my cock.

I smeared feces on her face to make her remember to be a good girl from now.

And I dumped some trash onto her naked unconscious body, just to tell her what I think about girls strutting around almost without cloths.

The little clothing she had, I took with me.

She deserved to crawl home naked when she woke up later.

Hopefully her nude body could attract other men to rape her too.

It would please me, if so happened.

The more, the merrier.








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Fourth Base

She was the kinda extremly hardlooking streetwalkers you only get after years of druguse and soliciting.

She could get an ordinary grown up man feel afraid just by looking at him.

And we kids was just terrified of her.

Always wearing a short skirt with nothing under, a blouse, and slippers.

And we fantasized about raping her, without having the guts to do so.

Even the most diehard feminist would have agreed on that she really deserved being put to place, the shameless whore, and we called her Tralala.

While we all felt a little bit sorry for the ones we raped earlier on, Tralala was another matter.
It was a matter of bringing justice upon her, giving her the punishment she both needed and deserved.
We felt like really destroying her, put her light out, totally annihilating her.
Rip her apart, crushing that cunt into a pulp.

While placing a mattress in the woods near her place of soliciting, we also begun stockpiling weapons.
No way we would get near that tigress without being as many as possible, and as well armed as possible.

We stockpiled baseballbats, a giant double jelly dildo, a tazer, and pepper spray.
A homemaid wooden dildo of 100mm calibre and 550 mm long, and a battery driven vibe dildo of  50 mm calibre and 300 mm long.
We also stockpiled some black painting (instead of tar) and some feathers.

One day we heard she had sold her gun to buy her daily drugs.
We descided to strike before she could buy herself a new one, at the very same evening.
We decided to strike hard.

We all stripped naked, because this time there would be no chanche of fooling her.
An experienced gutterwhore like her would be too paranoid and alerted.
We surrounded her, laid there anxious, and waited for the signal to attack.
And as soon as she was alone with no Johns in sight, we rolled.
The time had come to wipe that proud attitude away.

Like a horde from ancient times we stormed her, naked with warscreams.
We closed in on her from all directions, and fast.
She drew her knife, and spreaded her legs in fighting position.
This is a situation of heroic tales, and we got our tales too.

The ones in front of her started using that pepperspray in her face, dacing her, and making her desorientated, I was one of them.
One on her side smacked her hand with a baseballbat, and her knife felt down, and one other picked up the knife and got it out of the way, a good and brave chap.
Tralala seemed to have realized there was someone behind her, because she turned around waving with her fists, screaming mindless like an angry, trapped predator.
This opened her up to a cuntpunt from my side, she was still standing with well spreaded legs, and althou I was a kid at the time, I am sure that I never have kicked anything, football or cunt, as hard ever since.
That cuntpunt from behind was so hard that it was painful even to me.
The blow liftet the old filthy hooker up from the ground, and kicked her out of her slippers while howling, and when her bare feets touched the ground again, her open howling mouth got peppersprayed once again.
She still managed to stand on her feets thou, raving round i circles while being more and more peppersprayed.
It was time for the coupe de grâce.

Two boys grabbed each arm simultanously, she kicked one of the boys in front of her, but again I came from behind, and this time my barefooted kick did not hit her vagina with the instep, but with the toes, parts of my foot disapearing inside her, sounding a lot  like walking in a mire.
I dragged my foot out again, went on to her front side, and started bellypunching her.
Tralala was still standing, but started puking.
She finally dropped down upon her knees, mumbling something while turning her head, her arms still held, and I told them to let go so I could taze her.

She was laid spreadeagle on her back, and I shuved a tazer up into her cunt, firing it just as I looked into her face, her eyes almost seemed to pop, no sound getting out of her O-shaped mouth. "Gotcha!" I yelled, knowing in that same moment we just had her from now, she was defeated, owned, and about to get the fucking of her life.

Her slippers was already sailing down the river, like small boats, and her blouse and skirt soon followed, ripped into shreds and scraps. I have never seen clothes been destroyd with greater passion, no doubt there was a whole lotta emitional relief going on.

I was the first mounting her, both nude on the mattress, riding her wild in some kinda rage or frenzy.
Boys held her arms and feets spreadeagle, but she was probably completely knocked out already.
She was higher than me, and her boobs was perfectly in position with my face.
I was biting them, more or less chewing them, and managed to get 3 fingers into her ass while pounding that pussy with my cock.

Her pussy was well used and sloppy, but that did not matter to us, because it was our pussy.
Ours, for just as long as we wanted it, any kids dream.
We came into her, fast and furious, but as youngsters we also became ready for another round just as fast.
Some cockslapped her while the ordinary fucking went on, and some was spitting into her face, screaming to her and calling her names. She was probably lucky to be unconscious, because any movement or sound from her would be taken as a great and personal offence by any of us. She did not deserve to have clothes on. She did not deserve to be heard, and she hardly deserved to be conscious too. She only deserved being raped - again and again. A fuckmattress, that is what she was.

When round five was completed, vaginally, we rolled her over for an assblasting round. Her ass was actually kinda sloppy too, but tighter than her well used hookers snatch.

Then it was time to use her mouth. We had talked about it before, and if we did not try it now, it may be a long time till next chance. The whore was obviously knocked out good, and would not be able to bite.
We placed the fainted piece on her knees, and held her arms to keep her up.
Then I shuved my cock into her throat, balls deep.

I throated the whore and kept on pounding, as saliva and puke was draining out her mouth, down on her breast full of bitemarks. A few of the kids did also take that pukeride, but then we was done fucking finally.

We laid her on her tummy, semen and puke oozing out her whoremouth.
I then fisted her ass first, and shuved the vibe dildo into her anus, all the way inside, and with brand new batteries. She made a sighing sound, then we painted her backside black and feathered it, and after that we rolled her on her back.

Then the kids put out a few of her own cigarettes on her nipples, and finally me an one other doublefisted her vaginally. The doublefisting resulted in her eyes jerking wide open, almost popping out, and her mouth was also wide open. Her face was all about shock and despair. I looked into her eyes and said just "Whore!" At that very moment I could see Tralala abandon all hope, and then one of the kids also shuved the jelly dildo down her throat. The jelly dildo actually got so shuved in, that it got swallowed.

I then jammed the 550 mm wooden dildo up her vagina as long as I could, even kicking it with my foot, and then used the tazer on the wood.
Tralala passed out again, with a sound that actually may have been crying.

We then painted the rest of her body black, and feathered her. We pissed on her, a few jerked off on her, and one of us smeared shit on her face too, on top of everything else.

She was lying naked covered with urine, semen, feces, painting, feathers, saliva and puke.
A blot forming on the mattress between her spreaded legs, as sperm seeped from her croth.
We left her there lying amongs the rubble of the lot, emptying some trashbags over her as la grande finale.

Tralala was hospitalized for a long time afterwards, she even got clean of drugs eventually, in the asylum they placed her.
She had to use diapers for a very long time, and that problem did not get any better by the child she got pregnant with.
Rumours had it that she could not even shit right for years, and the dildo inside her stomach was a medical rarity.

We never did see that whore on our streets again.
Some said she eventually left for another city, maybe Brooklyn, but I dont know.

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