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Best B-day Present I Could Get

Wormmel on Teen Stories

It started out like another day for me going to school getting up and getting dressed, I couldn’t believe it that tomorrow was my 17th b-day .

My name is Mark 5 ft 6 brown hair im a average guy who loves telly, football and games,

I went to school and sat in maths twiddling my thumbs making random drawings of girl on girl action , looking around and I saw my mate jack looking at me bored out of his mind. Jack is 5ft 8 black spiky hair medium build but with some muscle and is already 17 , after lesson he met me outside class and handed me a birthday card and he told me to open it but it is not till tomorrow but he insisted that I open it now so I did and there was about £35 it was the best present I had ever got.

At the end of the day I went home and headed for be
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d, woke up the next day Saturday and my birthday what more could any teenager ask for opened my cards and presents got over £100 and a few games for my Xbox 360, mum and dad were at work so I thought I might as well ring Jack up and see what he was doing sadly he was watching a movie on telly so I thought I might as well go on my laptop and satisfy my self.

An hour later the door rang and I went to see who it was and it was jack I let him in and we went upstairs into my room to show him the games I got and we played Gears of war 2 for about 2 hours and we stopped to go downstairs and got 2 bottles of fanta out of the fridge, Jack turned to me and said “Mark have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss a boy” I looked at him in shocked and couldn’t believe what he just said but I stood there for a second and thought about it as well. Jack looked at me and I went into my bedroom and we sat on my bed and I stuck on a relaxing cd.

I looked at him and he looked back and I don’t know what it was but in the dark alone with just music playing I felt closer to him then I ever did with any girl and I moved in and he inched closer to me and we both closed our eyes and his soft red lips brushed against mine, I couldn’t believe what was happening we kissed again, he placed his hands on face and I felt on cloud 9 like my body was floating I cared about nothing else just hoping it would last forever.

He moved away from me and he opened his eyes but his hands were still on my face now I was nervous and started to shake wondering what’s going to happen next, he moved his hands down my body and slowly took off my shirt my palms got all sweaty and then he took off my vest exposing my 17 year old 6 pack, he was looking up and down at my body and now even my nipples were rock hard and he looked at me with a boyish charm this was starting to turn me on.

His hands moved down my body feeling my body and pinching my nipples which made me jolt a little he just smirked I wanted to take off his shirt but I couldn’t move he must of picked up how I was feeling because he grasped my hands and placed them on his shirt, he always wore buttoned shirts like the 1s at school he got me to unbutton the bottom button and I got some confidence so I did the rest of the buttons one by one slowly and I took it off him and threw it to the side.

And he gently pushed me down so I was laying on the sofa flat back down, he was on top of me face to face he pressed his body against mine and feeling his body against mine turned me on a little bit more he ran his hands all over my body again and I could hear his breathing getting heavier, he moved his hands down and he unbuttoned my jeans and undid the zip and slid them slowly threw them to one side, now my breathing was starting to get heavy too all that was left was my tight boxers which I wish I didn’t wear he placed his hand on my boxers and he started to rub my balls and my cock and now I was starting to get hard and now there was a big lump just sticking out just begging to be let out, he looked at me and said in a cheeky way “Seems like your little …. Or big friend wants to be let out and join in on our fun” he winked at me and went to pull my boxers down but I grabbed his hands and he looked at me in a confused way and I moved my hands down and pulled down his jogging bottoms to his knees, he pulled them the rest of the way off and I thought I might as well go for it and take a risk and I shoved one hand down his boxers and I could feel his balls resting on my hand and his limp cock.

I started to fondle his balls playing with them he lowered his face next to mine and he bit my neck softly and it just made me go mad I moved my hand up a couple of inches and I grasped his cock and I started to move my hand up and down slowly and gently I could hear him moaning so I knew I was doing something right.

He pulled off his boxers and threw them to floor I was not sure what to do now but I just went with what my body was telling me to do so I grabbed him and made a purring nose (Thought id try something different) I flipped him round and I made my way down his body slowly kissing his body bit by bit as I made my way down licking and kissing his nipples and I carried onwards till I got down to his cock it was full grown and hard from the looks of it he was 7 inch’s max I was amazed just by the looks of his cock. “Your making me go all shy by just staring at it” Jack commented.

So I moved in closer and licked and the head of his cock and I liked the feeling of it I herd a quite moan come from Jack so I placed the head of his cock into my mouth and I started to suck on his cock I moved my head up and down taking more of his cock into my mouth while pinching and playing with his nipples which were hard and stiff now he was really moaning in pleasure, he put his hands on my head and pushed down as he pumped his cock into my mouth and touching the back of my throat all 7 inches I gagged a little and he moaned loudly as he took it out , he told me he was sorry but I learnt that he liked that so I thought id try it again. I grabbed his cock and started to toss him off and took his 7 inches into my mouth and slowly took it deeper and deeper into my mouth till it was touching my throat but I wanted more so I took it all in all of it till my nose was touching his pubic hair I started to choke and gag while I was going bright red and unable to breath jack was moaning so much and he arched his back hoping to get more of his cock into my throat I grabbed the bed sheets as hard as I could trying to forget the pain while jack is moaning and moaning with his hands grabbing my hair.

I moved away gasping for dear breath thinking I was gonna pass out with his cock covered in my saliva I started to toss him off again for about 2 mins and he said to me while moaning “oh my god baby im gonna cum and its gonna be a big load and I cant hold it any more” I was not sure what to do till he shot a string of cum across my face so just out of instinct I shoved his cock into my throat and grabbed his ass roughly while moving my head up and down with his cock violently abusing my throat while shooting strings of cum over and over again swallowing his load again and again I felt like I was gonna pass out but it felt so good and dirty, slowly he stopped cumming and I must of swallowed at least a small cup full of cum at least I took his cock out of my abused throat and my mouth, I lay there next to him breathing really heavy with the breath of cum as his cock went limp we both just laid there catching our breathes, he looks into my eyes and says “Oh my god I cant believe that it was the best orgasm I ever had and I think im falling in love with you mark” I hold his hand and I was starting to feel the same I moved my body up so our heads lay on the pillows and we started to fall asleep under the covers as he whispers in my ear “After we’ve had a sleep il let you use my hole … my ass hole and we both feel asleep.

This Story Was Made Up, I May Do Another 1 Depending On The Comments I Get. If Ud Like To Ask Anything Or Have A Question You Can Email Me At melvynmelster@hotmail.co.uk

Best Vacation Ever

DHenchey69 on Teen Stories

Let me start by describing myself. I'm 16 y/o, 6' even, skinny but toned, medium messy blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a 7" dick (no bull). Every year my parents bring me on a cruise (I'm an only child) and this year was the best yet. It was a one week carribean trip. The first day we got onto the ship it was the same as any other year-we got our cruise cards, found our cabin, blah blah blah. Anyway, the first chance I got I started exploring the ship, looking for any and all hot girls to hang out with. I was in the elevator going up to the 10th deck when the elevator stopped on the 7th and a handful of people got on, including a mid-40s couple with who I was assuming to be their daughter. Their incredibly hot daughter. She was about 5'8" or so, a bronze tan, very s

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kinny, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, blue eyes like mine, pretty good rack, but the winning piece was her ass. She was wairing plaid short-shorts that barely made it past her literally perfect ass. It wasn't too wide or narrow, it stuck out the perfect amount, and was very perky and just bouncy enough to keep me staring. As she stepped on, I could see that she had given me a quick look up and down, and her half-hidden smile told me that she liked what she had seen. In any case, I was standing at the back of the elevator, giving the others room, and the hot daughter stood directly in front of me, which I had not problem with. As the elevator started moving, she slowly backed up towards me without drawing attention from the others. Her flawless ass backed up right in front of my gradually stiffening cock. She started lightly brushing my bulge with her incredible, heavenly ass. It eventually got to grinding, then just she was just pushing it hard into my now full-fledged boner, inches from her parents. We all got out on the 10th deck, as that was the top, and we split up. Later on that day, i saw her walking alone and went up to her. "Hey remember me?" "Of course I do" she responded with a bright smile of perfect teeth. "You're really hot. I really like your body" I blurted out. I shyly looked away as she responded "good to see we're on the same page". At that point, she grabbed my hand and led me to a vacant hallway. She held my against the wall and leaned in to give me a kiss. We started making out wildly. I grabbed her left tit with my right hand and her excellent ass with my left. She wrapped a leg around me and we slid to the floor. She was laying on top of me, and we were still locking tongues and grabbing wildly. She reached down and grabbed my rock-hard dick through my shorts. She undid my zipper and whipped it out. She gasped at the size and began playing with it. At first touching it lightly, then to slow strokes, then to fast strokes. I pushed her head down and without resistance she deep throated me. Whoever this girl was, she was fucking good. I came close to cumming so I pulled away and undid her shorts. I slid them down and off and could see that her lacy thong was now soaked with her sweet pussy juices. I took that off using just my mouth (one of my personal favorite moves) and smelled her sweet pussy deeply. It smelled incredible. I leaned down and breathed gently onto her sensitive lips and clit. She groaned softly so i leaned in and began ever so lightly licking her swollen lips, tasting her delicious pussy juice. She started moaning openly as i pulled away my head. She breathed "..noo don't i like it...". I said to her "Then you're gonna love this." I took my still-throbbing dick and rubbed the pre-cum coated head against her swollen, pink pussy. She said "I-I-I'm on the pillll" and I went nuts. I slowly pushed my aching cock into her. Her tightness and expressions of pain and pleasure led me to believe that she was a virgin. My suspicions were proven true when I felt the innocent resistance that was her hymen. I looked her deep in the eye and she looked me back in a loving expression and nodded. I asked "are you sure?" and without hesitation she nodded again. I then pushed my dick harder, puncturing her no-longer virgin pussy. She gasped out of pain and pleasure, and that's when I started. It was so tight that I had to build up my speed instead of diving right in. As my strokes got close to full speed, I twisted her nipples slightly. She quietly moaned "yes! yes!" in a very, very sexy tone, just quiet enough to avoid garnering attention from an ill-timed passerby. I finally pushed myself over the edge and went full-out. I timed my shot so we came in unison. I shot load after load deep, deep into her perfectly tight pussy. She rubbed her clit as she came, a wave of pure pleasure and relief washing over both of us. I collapsed next to her. We got our clothes back on (kinda) and we went to her cabin to take a shower together. We talked in the shower and it turns out that she had messed around with a few boys already, explaining the great deep-throating, but was never ready to go all the way. I thanked her for letting us get that far, and she just smiled and said "anytime".

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Late night rapings...

 

(this story is just from an imagination and is not real)

They did it every Friday night, my parents. There room was right above me so i always heard the squeaking from their bed and my mom’s moans. I’m a 14 year old boy and i take after my dad I’m tall for my age and quite muscular, and I’m naturally tan. I’ve had allot of girlfriends but even i can just tell I’m good looking, and I know I’m as hung as my dad cuz I’ve seen it when he’s gone piss before and mine is already almost as big(two hands on the shaft head above my hands). Now i know my sister hears i

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t too she’s in the room next to me...moaning.

 

“oh shit “ jess said out loud. little pervert probably heard that moan i know he’s listening since he walked in on me getting off too mom and dad’s fucking She kept pinkie fingering herself(she could only use her pinkie with such a tight pussy) and tried hard to keep from moaning. Why does this turn me on so much. Huh? I know my parents had just stopped humping because the creaking stopped. Oh shit one of my parents coming down the hatch through there room in the attic to my brothers room, they do this sometimes to make sure were asleep. I knew they would check me right after too so i pulled the covers over my head, just as my hatch opened. I saw through my sheet that my dad was lowering his legs onto the dresser which i had to keep tidy because my dad used this allot. He hopped down and flicked on the light. Oh god my clothes are all off, he better not notice them on the floor. “Jess honey, wake up” my dad half whispered. I dragged the covers off my face and leaned up to talk but too much of the covers were hanging off the bed and without my hand firmly grasped on them they began to slide down i made a desperate grab for the covers and...Missed a moment later i lay naked in front of my dads staring eyes. He glanced down and saw my pussy he looked me up to see my breasts just as i lunged off to the left to grab my blankets and i fell of the bed my ass in the air for a second flashing my pink lips and clean asshole to my dad. I grasped at the quilt upon landing and threw myself up onto my bed i quickly covered my breast and vagina from my dad, but the damage was done. I saw a rush of excitement in my dad’s look but it quickly faded to disappointment.

I’d love to fuck her, she’s my daughter but she’s so hot. 16 years old with boobs as big and round as her plump ass. I should count myself lucky that I got the flash of her sweet young pussy. She looked at me then asked “what do you want dad?” oh uh your mother needs some moisturizer. What a bad excuse I could have thought of something better than that. “In the drawer behind you top left.” Oh thanks sweaty. “I turned around quickly grabbed the lotion and headed back up to the attic. I bet the kids can hear us up hear I thought.

I hope she keeps fingering herself when my dad goes back up so I can sneak through the closet and get a view of her she has no window so its pitch black but I have some cheap night visions. A few moments later the squeaking up stairs continued a little more vigorously i noticed. Right on queue another accidental loud moan from my sister i hope she gets to hot like she normally does and takes off all her covers. I got up and walked over to the closet swinging open the big vent that’s between my sisters closet and mine ( i know its there but she doesn’t her clothes cover it)swinging open the hatch i crept over into my sisters closet. Good her closet door is already open . i slowly walk up to the front of the closet and peak my head around. dang she’s still under the sheets. I noticed something, her covers are hanging off the side of her bed if I crawled over and pulled them off she would reach for them while finger banging . I got down and started crawling over I can’t believe I’m doing this. I reach up and second before my hand gets the covers she kicks up and they go flying. Omg she’s all naked and going wild with pleasure she’s bucking so hard and moaning she must know i could hear that even in the next room. Looking at her sweet 16 year old body i got my 9”er up almost right away. Her ass looked so nice i wanted to pop in it right now it would be easy there is so much pussy juice flowing from her pussy to her asshole could jump on her and fuck her ass (I’ve known since the first time i saw her pussy in a session not so long ago that her pussy was too tight for me). I think I’m going to do it i starting jerking myself right there beside her the squeaking from upstairs combined with her moaning covered the sound. She was so wet there was pussy juices in a tiny puddle on her sheets, within arm’s reach. I make a snap decision and reach over scooping up her drips, when satisfied i had enough i pulled my arm back. I rubbed the juices over my dick surprised how lubricating just this small amount was. I could squeeze my dick into her ass then fuck like mad then run through the closet; i would go to her room and say jess someone just ran out of my closet and out of the screen doors in my room. the jerking combined with the smell of my sister everywhere in the room made me crazy enough to try it i jumped over onto her bed she gasped a weird sound and took a deep breath to scream, I did the only thing i could think of i rammed almost all 9” into her mouth she gagged and i pulled a bit out i knew she couldn’t breath with that much in. I said in a deep voice” suck it Jessica!” she obeyed scared to point of shivering but she always had allot of spit in her mouth so she sucked.

 

Omg I can’t believe this is happening i thought just as the man took another deep thrust into my throat with his huge cock no guy I have given head to has had a cock this big. I was so scared how did he get in here. At first I thought it was Jake but then he spoke. The man started to pull out thank god my jaw was hurting. he said”Jessica if you scream there’s a man in the next room with a gun to your brothers sleeping head he’ll pull the trigger when he hears screams.”  Tears started to fill my eyes this was definately not Jake. I woke up a second later with slow realization that the pain from the man’s dick going in my pussy had knocked me out. He reached his finger down to my ass dragging my pussy juices down to my asshole. He stuck 1 finger in and turned it he kept that up for 30 seconds then started slowly going in and out next thing i know he had 4 fingers in and was going in and out while turning (her ass is nowhere as tight as her pussy) he did that for a minute warming it up for that big dick i was scared and the only reason i felt a little excited is because I love anal and I was finger banging just before he attacked. He pulled out his fingers i felt his cock tip touch my ass hover there for a moment then break through my pussy juice was like silk so his huge cock glided in and out of my ass. Suddenly he shoves the smallest of his fingers into my pussy going in and out I knew he was getting more lube but it felt amazing I kicked with pleasure. Suddenly it all stopped and I heard the man clear his throat Jessica he said in a much more familiar and younger sounding voice “its Jake I have to confess that it’s me because I want to be able to do this all the time with you and because I see you like it.” I was so shocked he was right i had a crush on him for years i answered him by pulling his cock out of my ass which took a while because its so long and was so deep in, then i did something Jake didn’t expect I popped his fresh annulled cock into my mouth and started bobbing back and forth suck hard and fast until I felt his dick get hot on my tongue and the back of my throat was drenched in hot sticky cum. I swelled it up greedily already sticking fingers into my ass the get ready for his dick again I popped it back into my ass and he started to go again right away. within minutes he said I’m going to cum I  quickly pulled my ass off of his throbbing dick and bent down ass towards the ceiling and took another hot sweet cum load into my throat.

Cheerleaders Gone Wild

punkguy on Teen Stories

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“Allison, huh?” asked Mr. Frost to the young blonde who was about to audition for the cheerleader squad.

“Yes,” she replied. “Can I sign in?”

Frost didn’t answer because he didn’t hear the question. He was paging through his notes.

Allison was petite and very shapely. Her hair was tied in two pigtails and she was wearing a plaid skirt with white shoes and a T-shirt under a light sweater.

The outfit gave her an innocent appearance, but at the same time, it gave her a boatload of youthful sex appeal.

Frost had heard rumors about Allison. Even if s

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he did have talent, it wouldn’t matter. He was more concerned with finding out if the rumors were true.

“Ohhh, Allison.” he said as recognition showed on his face. His cock started sliding down his leg.

“Yeah, that’s me.” Pointing to a big, blue ball that many people use for aerobics, she said, “I brought my ball this time because I missed my last tryout because I forgot my ball. It’s a really important part of my routine. So—”

Frost looked up and interrupted her. He said, “You can’t sign in.”

“Why not?”

“Because, last year, I heard about you tossing around your ‘pom-poms.’ ”

He stood and took a step forward while shaking a pom-pom at her. Allison started fidgeting and she couldn’t maintain eye contact anymore.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Frost could tell from her body language and the nervousness in her voice that the rumors must’ve been true, which was good news for him. He leaned forward, and with a pom-pom held close to his crotch, he said, “Tossing the players’ pom-poms.”

Allison’s face turned scarlet red. She tried to bullshit her way out of it, but Frost didn’t want to hear it.

“You want to sign up?”

“Yeah,” replied Allison.

“You have to toss my pom-poms.”

She said, “But Mr. Frost, what if somebody comes?”

“Oh yeah, somebody’s gonna come. Me. You know where?”

“No.”

He laughed and said, “You wanna find out?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“If it’s gonna make me a cheerleader, why not?”

“Oh, sure it’ll make you a cheerleader because I’m the guy.”

He started laughing and grabbed hold to the top of her head. He applied about fifty pounds of pressure and Allison was forced to drop to her knees.

“Um…”

“Um, what?” interrupted Frost as he took his clothes off. “You know how to do this. I asked my players.”

“Oh, okay. I never thought I’d have to do this to be a cheerleader.”

“Are you kidding me? This is what all my cheerleaders do.”

The last word trailed off because he was distracted by the feel of two hands grabbing his shaft and then warm lips closing around his cock head.

Allison started sucking his semi-erect cock. She felt it stiffening in her mouth. She got it really wet with saliva and grabbed Frost by the ass. He grabbed her by the head, and between the two of them, they were shoving his cock all the way down to the pubic hairs into her mouth.

“Yeah, put some school pride into it,” groaned Frost.

He was holding his shirt up with his free hand so he could watch. The fact that Allison was looking up at him with her baby blue eyes was making it even better.

He talked dirty to her and encouraged her. He assured her that she was doing a good job.

She was getting nastier as time passed on. She’d lick his shaft as she deep throated him and sometimes pull it all the way out, let him see the long strands of spit, and then suck it all the way back in and let her tongue touch his balls.

Allison’s jaws started getting tired. She pulled his cock from her mouth and started stroking it with her hand. She noticed a gold band on Frost’s left ring finger.

“Mr. Frost, are you married?”

Frost pretended to be thinking it over. Then, joking like he just remembered he was married, he said, “Oh, yes, I am. Aren’t I?”

“Do you think your wife would mind?”

“Would she mind? No, she does this all the time,” he joked. Then he gave her a look that said ‘shut up and get back to sucking.’

Allison was freaky. She liked being treated like a whore during sex, so it didn’t take long for her pussy to start flowing. She was feeling tingly all over.

It’s a good thing that a blowjob wasn’t the only thing that Mr. Frost wanted from her. He started talking a lot of shit about how cheerleaders’ skirts fly into the air, how their legs are always being lifted, and how he needed to make sure she was “alright” down there.

He told her to sit on the big blue ball that she had brought with her. After Allison got balanced on it, he started eating her pussy. It tickled at first, but once she was able to keep her balance without concentrating on it, the tingles started creeping up in droves.

Frost was a wizard with his tongue. He had her moaning and screeching like a cat in heat as he savored the taste of her young cunt.

It lasted a long time. Allison was glowing when he finally came up for air and wiped her juices off his mouth.

His cock was throbbing. They both knew what was coming next. Now that he’d eaten her pussy, it would be relaxed enough to take on his fat prick.

The problem was that Allison was so stupid. She was still trying to audition to be a cheerleader. She insisted on showing him some of the tricks she could do with the ball.

It ended up working to Frost’s advantage. The trick involved lying on her belly across the ball. Since she wasn’t wearing panties, it left her bent over with her legs wide open.

“Okaaaay,” said Frost as all the possibilities went through his mind.

Her pussy was still covered by her skirt. It added to the eroticism because Frost could imagine what it would look like underneath.

He grabbed her waist. He held her steady. He lifted the skirt, and just like he’d imagined, there was a tight ass with two pouty cunt lips in between.

The lips were glistening. There were traces of thick pussy juice squeezing out of her pink hole.

“Mr. Frost, what are you doing back there?”

“I want to take this off,” he said as he helped her remove her skirt. They were both naked now.

He squatted and eased in behind her. Allison let out a cry of pain when he put his beefy prick on her tender hole. He retracted and tried again at a better angle.

The entry was easier this time, but Allison still moaned. Allison was mostly into oral sex, so her pussy was still tight like a virgin.

Frost was seriously turned on by the amount of friction he felt as he slipped into her. He pulled back and humped her slowly, allowing her juices to spread all over his rod.

It was fun fucking a young slut in this position, but they were too low to the ground. His legs were getting tired, so he stood up and rubbed some K.Y. liquid on his cock.

“Let’s do some floor exercises,” joked Frost.

Allison lay on a floor mat. Frost kneeled between her legs and held one of them really high.

“Ow!” she screamed as he entered her again. It didn’t hurt as bad as the last, but there was still some pain. “Ow, ahh!”

His body was leaning slightly back with Allison’s leg supported on his shoulder. She was spread very wide. He was in the perfect position to see her whole body spread eagle and still see his prick sliding in and out of her. It was like watch POV (point of view) porno starring him.

So hot.

So erotic.

Allison’s head was bucking with every thrust into her. She was whimpering like a baby. Her pussy had adjusted to his girth, so pain wasn’t a factor anymore. Her twat was pulsing, juicing, and tingling immensely.

Frost watched his cock disappearing in her sweet snatch. He was getting excited. His cock was tingling more intensely. He started moaning along with Allison. Sperm was coming up his shaft rapidly.

“Come on,” he groaned. He pulled his meat out, tossed Allison’s leg out of the way, and tried to get his cock to her face.

He was too late. Cum was streaming up too fast, so he pointed his cock at the closest thing to him—her tits—and let it fly. It didn’t spurt, but dripped in long streams all over her breasts.

“Ohhh! Oh, yeah, ohh!” he moaned.

She looked up at him when he was done. He was smiling and nodding at her. He reached for one of the pom-poms and put it on her cum-soaked tits. She had made the team.

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fucking my weekend Chapter one

Shard on Animal Stories

I have several dogs, but i have a favourite. She is called mushu, and the origins of her name is a long story. It started about a year ago, when i though that maybe i could fuck a dog. So, i started by trying out all the female dogs. Mushu was the only one that let me go near her. She was also a "virgin", so to speak. I tried putting my middle finger in her, but i couldnt. I tried with all my other fingers, but only my pinky fit, andit wouldnt go far in. My God she was hot and tight! slowly, i started making her vagina bigger by putting more fingers in. Finally, the day came when i could put my dick in her.

 

That m

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orning i woke up, thinking of the day ahead of me. It was the last weekend of the school year, and i already had plans to go out with some friends. i got dressed and ready and left my room. I foiund that there was no one around, and then i found a note from my parents. They had left someplace with my sisters, so i had the house to my self until i was picked up by my friend's mom. I am fourteen, so i still have a ways to go before  get my own car. 

 

Since there was no one home, i got undressed again, since i was feeling horny.  I went into the garden and thats when i remembered mushu. I went over to her, and rolled her onto her back. I starteed carresing her, and her juices started to drip. I didnt give oral, since i had tried before and she tasted gross. Finally, i got onto my back, and she got all exited and started to run around me. I grabbed her and made her stand over me, so that she was facing the same direction as i was. With one hand i started pushing her rump down, while with the other one i guided my cock towards her pussy. It took me awhile to get into her, and she started growling. I calmed her down and went on pushing. She was better than i expected. Better than my sister, god, she was so tight. I got as far as i could, and then started to pull out. That was enough for her, and she shot off. Oh well, that was a start, i said to my self. I went back inside and got dressed. All i had to do was wait. And while i waited, i played games and all that. But i also started thinking of my friend's mom. She was a hot one...

 

 

 

 Next chapter coming out in the teens sction. Tell me what you think!

 

 

Deputy Headmistress turns into cooked chicken.

bobfr on Forced Stories

I was doing a LOT of web dating when it first started. Even in a town as big as Sheffield there weren't that many women online dating, maybe a few hundred at the time if this tale. I had a running tally with a friend of mine... between 2000 to 2007 I have slept with over 140 women, almost all from netdates. This is the first of my tales... I have them all listed and will begin sharing them.

 

This one woman I spoke to was a deput

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y headmistress at a school in Barnsley. We arranged a first date; I would cook dinner at my place. I'm amazed how many women would do the first dinner/date at my place but I always sent them my full picture and address and told them to give it to a friend for safety reasons.

 

She told me she had a great body and her friends called her Barbie... you can imagine that got my blood a little warm. The conversation was spicy but nothing vulgar, but I expected we might have sex the first night.

 

She arrived... and oh my god she was a HUGE let down. She looked every bit like a school ma'am. In decent shape I guess but very plain and there was nothing at all to suggest why on earth anyone would call her Barbie. She was about 40 something, dirty blonde hair, and conservative looking in every way.

 

She'd driven quite a way though so I made dinner and cracked open a couple of bottles of wine and got slowly drunk. Her conversation was so boring, mostly about how great she was - I wasn't listening. I just looked at her and played games with myself... seeing how daring I could be and plotting ridiculous things to say or do. We were sat on opposite sofas and nothing at all was happening between us.

 

It was late and I was truly pissed and went upstairs for a pee and to consider how to get rid of her. In the bathroom I washed my hands and then looked at myself, drunk as anything in the mirror... you know when you look into your ridiculous drunken eyes? I became really pissed off that I had been lied to by this boring annoying woman.

 

In a heartbeat, in the mirror, I decided I would play the game and do what I could to fuck her, and be very selfish and maybe a bit rough about it.

 

So I started walking down the stairs... spiral staircase... and as she gradually came into view I remembered an episode of the Simpsons where Homer sees a live chicken... and in his mind/vision it turned into a cooked chicken. I looked at this woman and thought "hmmmm chicken"... walked straight over to her sofa and gave her a strong kiss as she looked in shock. 

 

I reached up her skirt as I kissed her and pulled down her thick black tights and underwear. No fight from her, just a look of utter disbelief. I took out my stiff cock and drove it into her as her eyes went wide with shock.

 

At the time I wasn't using condoms consistently... so I was inside her bareback and drunkenly heaving away, pounding into her as roughly as I could while she lay there on the sofa in shock. I was using my hard cock as a weapon, letting this cow have it for bullshitting me and just using her body for my pleasure.

 

She got into the action a tiny bit, she even took off her earrings while I fucked away... she obviously was up for the fuck but shocked as hell at my approach. 

 

So I drilled my meat into her and then, as I had fantasized while she was talking earlier, I decided to come on her face. I pulled out and roughly grabbed a handful of her “plain Jane” hair, then pulled her mouth to my crotch, forcing her to lick my balls while I pulled myself off, covering her miserable face with my cum. I remember the silly look on her face as I splattered all over her and rubbed my cock into her mouth... making her clean my cock of cum. 

 

Sadly she had to stay the night as she was drunk too... but I got rid first thing the next morning, only to be pestered for weeks after because she forgot her bloody ear rings. They were cheap plastic crap! Needless to say I didn't see her again. 

(picture from another net date story to come later) 

The 5 Freshman Girls

othername37@yahoo.com on Teen Stories

            I beeped as I drove by their carwash, figuring it was the nice thing to do.  However, all it did was call attention to me as the light turned red.  A group of about 10 freshman girls scurried over to where I was stopped.  “Hey girls,” I managed to spurt out in their frenzy.  They all replied with broken hello’s and hi’s.

            I am a senior at my high school, and not to sound cocky, but I am more like the senior: captain of the football team and basketball team, president of my class, and I am pretty smart too.  Gi

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rls always tell me that they go crazy for my body too; I am about 6 feet tall, 17 years old, and I weigh 170 pounds, with a very athletic build.  It was the beginning of my senior year, and I was ready to go crazy and do all the things seniors do in the cliché movies.

            A couple of these girls are real lookers, down right gorgeous actually.  Julia is pretty tall for her age, 5’ 7” I would say, and just a natural beauty.  Her tits were also large for her age, probably a large b cup.  Then there was Melissa, she wasn’t as pretty, but she was sexy as hell.  She had similar size boobs (a little bigger and probably a c cup), and her red hair was also a turn on.  I had always wondered if she was a natural red head, and hoped I would be able to see that killer body one day and find out.  Jill was one of the prettiest girls in her grade.  She had a darker skin tone, long wavy hair, amazing legs, and some good size b cup boobs.  Sarah was really tiny and probably had a cup boobs, but something about her made me just want to fuck.  And the best for the last, Katie was the most gorgeous girl in our school.  Even though she was a freshman, she had all the guys after her.  Apart from her beautiful face, she had a petite body with moderate b cup boobs, and an amazing ass.  Although, I had heard that she was very prude.

            Julia stepped forward from the crowd and asked me, “Are you going to get your car washed Timmy?”  I double took because only my close friends call me Timmy and not Tim.

            “Whoa, I see we’re on a nickname basis now, Julz.”  I responded.

            She giggled and replied, “I guess so.”  I stared at all of them in their bikinis and with their dripping wet bodies, with little droplets forming all over their sensitive skin, and how could I resist.

            I pulled in to the parking lot where the car wash was and got out of my car as a bunch of other freshmen began to wet down my car.  Some of the group of girls began to help with the car, but the five that I wanted stayed.  “We’ll keep you company,” Katie said.  She had never really talked to me before, I took her for the shy type.  We began to talk and flirt a little, when Melissa walked over to one of the open hoses and began to spray me from afar.  I was now soaking wet and grabbed a soapy bucket to dump all over her.  Quickly, I ran to her and poured it right down the front of het.  For a split second she looked absolutely amazing with that water sliding down her, and then I noticed her nipples were poking out.  It could have been the cold water, or could it have been me?  I knew that this was an opportunity I couldn’t miss, and my hormones began to get the best of me.

            We all went back to talking for a little while, as playful touches were exchanged with all.  They then informed me my car was clean and ready, and I paid my five dollars.  In a daring move I asked the girls, “So when are you guys done with this car wash?”

            “Well it’s 4 o’clock now, so we are done with our shift.”  Sarah detailed.

            “Do you girls want a ride to where you are going? Because I have nothing to do.”

            Julia replied, “That would be so awesome.  We are going to Katie’s house right down the street, and we were going to watch a movie in her basement.  You’re welcome to join us.”  That was all I needed.  We all got into my car as I raced them to it across the parking lot.  More flirtatious conversation followed during the car ride, except for Katie; she seemed quiet in the back seat.  Once we were in her house, we got some popcorn and drinks and headed downstairs.  They had already picked out a scary movie for the day, which meant they might be clingy and jumpy.  Not a bad movie pick in my mind.

            “Are you girls just going to stay in your bathing suits?” I asked.

            “Yeah, why not?”  Melissa said.

            “Trust me, fine by me,” I declared as they all giggled.  We were only 15 minutes into the movie when Jill suggested a game of truth or dare.  At this point, they were all hanging onto me because they were “scared for their lives.”  The funny part was that nothing scary had happened yet.  Everyone agreed with her suggestion and we began the game while the lights were still off and the movie was still on.  The dares started out pretty basic, like chugging a soda.  Then it was my turn and I decided to step it up a little.  I picked Julia, and she of course chose dare.  So I said, “Julia, I dare you to make out with Jill.”  They were all kind of shocked, and I could tell that none of them had really made out with anyone before by the looks on their faces.  Then a smile broke out on Julia’s face and she leaned in toward Jill, and a moment that will forever remain in my mind occurred.  Julia and Jill held their kiss for a good 10 seconds and a lot of tongue was involved.  Now I was so turned on I didn’t care what happened.  Julia turned to me and asked, “How was that?”

            “Not bad.”

            “Alright, my turn now,” Julia said.  “Katie, truth or dare.”

            “Truth.” Katie responded.

            “Come on, live a little Kate,” I told her as I playfully nudged her.

            She gave a cute smile back and said, “Alright… dare.”

            “I dare you to take your bikini top off and then kiss Timmy.” Julia dared.  Katie’s face went pale, and then I realized why she had been so quiet around me; she had a crush on me.  “A dare is a dare Katie,” coaxed Julia.  Katie slowly stood up, she looked so embarrassed that she was going to cry.

            “Wait, I don’t think she wants to be the only one in the room with her top off.  You don’t have to do it.”  I said, trying to be empathetic.

            “We’ll all take our tops off then,” Melissa shot from across the way.  I was shocked at this notion.  Suddenly, all of the girls smiled and stood up with Katie.  Slowly, they began to untangle the last semblance of innocence that lie on their teenage chests.  Time went by so slow in this instant, while I got giddy with the excitement of seeing a fantasy fall before me, along with their tops.  As if by synchronization, all or their polka dotted tops fell together, and I could no longer hide the boner that emulated my excitement.  Julia had the best boobs of them all, perfectly shaped with tiny, perky nipples.  Melissa’s were the largest, Jill’s matched her skin tone perfectly (with darker tinted nipples), Sarah’s were almost nonexistent, and anything that accompanied Katie at that moment could not be more perfect to me.  Katie’s were also very perky and well shaped.

            Katie moved in to give me a kiss, and I got more than I could have dreamed.  She began to kiss me and then our tongues got involved.  I made a bold move and began to massage her tits.  She loved it, but I could tell she was nervous.  As she moved away, my embarrassment surfaced as she felt my hard on through my pants.  She smiled, and just as I was about to blush she said, “I have never seen one before, could you… show us?”  In a blur, I reached for my belt buckle, but Julia and Jill (the duo, as I now called them) grabbed my hands and stopped me.

            “Let us,” Jill said in her stunning voice.  I took one look at their amazing, round tits and how could I say no.  As they started to undo my pants I rubbed their boobs, and had to take the gamble of sucking on Julia’s nipples.  She let out a soft moan as they continued with my pants.  Before I knew it, they had unveiled my unbelievable hard dick.  I looked at Julia and she asked me, “Can I touch it? Please.”   I knew she was horny as hell by the look on her face and the small wet spot that was developing on her bikini bottoms.

            “Only if…” I said as I stared down and motioned towards her bottoms.  Nervously, she began to untie the side ties and drop them to the floor from the position she was in on her knees.  I stared at her precious pussy lips that were her last hidden treasure, and she had offered them to me.  “Beautiful,” I sensually whispered in her ear.  She loved it and began to play with the springiness of my dick.  As I looked around, without being asked, all of the girls began to drop their bottoms.  This was heaven to me; five virgins unveiling themselves to me, and just waiting to be deflowered.  I stared at each shave pussy as if it were the first I had ever seen.  All of them were perfect and tight as hell, but for some reason, like always, Katie’s just called to me.

            Little hands began to do work on my cock as I felt a sudden rush of pleasure.  I looked down to se Julia experimenting with her first hand job.  Then, I felt moistness around my dick and it felt unbelievably good.  She had moved on to a blow job, and felt like a pro. Her ass and pussy her facing me as she straddled over my body.  I took my opportunity once again, and began to kiss those sweet, tender pussy lips.  It felt so good, that she stopped sucking my dick so that she could moan.  All the girls watched with awe.  Julia began to spasm and gyrate as her juices spilled out.  She collapsed in pleasure as I asked, “Does anybody else want to try?”  They all bounced with excitement as their titties did as well.

            I knew who I was going to choose from the start.  “Katie, how about you.”  She crawled over with that innocent, model-like face.  I whispered in her ear and asked, “What do you want to do?”  She just looked at me and nodded as she climbed up on my cock and began to lower herself on to it.  First, I prodded her pussy just to touch glory, as if her basement were the Sistine Chapel.  She was dripping wet and it made me think of how all this had started.  I began to massage her tits as she playfully teased the underside of my shaft with her tight pussy lips.  Then she lowered herself onto me.  It was tighter than I had imagined, but I pushed through her hymen with just the thought of fucking this unbelievable girl.  She bounced and screamed in ecstasy as the other girls still watched.  ‘Till this day, she was the best I ever had.  In the course of the action, I motioned Marissa and Jill over and used each of my hands to finger their virgin pussies.

            As we neared our climaxes, I looked into her beautiful, bright blue eyes and told her, “Your absolutely gorgeous, and I can’t believe this is happening.”  She leaned in and kissed me as she came.  Her pussy clenched so tight that I soon followed.  She collapsed into my arms as her amazing tits lay on my chest.  How could I lose my boner while I was still inside this perfect 15 year old girl?  Jill then began to kiss me and as she move away said, “Your days not over yet…”

Equus Desire Part 3

FreakieJeni on Animal Stories

I looked at Cowboy’s cock in amazement. Within the past hour he had gotten three hard-ons. I had no idea that he would be this horny today. Cowboy kept nuzzling at me, he couldn’t understand what his mate was doing. He had his harem now, Lady and me. I couldn’t disappoint Cowboy. I had already let him "mount" me once. He was used to breeding his mares twice in a session, and this time would be no different for him. Cowboy began to push against me, wanting to mount. He was again slapping his erection against his belly and snorting at me. I slipped my bra off again and slipped down to my hands and knees. I quivered in anticipation. As soon as I was down, I presented my cunt to Cowboy as if I were a real mare. So what if I didn’t have fur, or hooves, o

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r a tail? So what if my face was different? I was here and I was a receptacle for Cowboy’s sperm.

The stud mounted me and plunged his cock at my cunt. Unfortunately he missed and buried his cock into my virgin asshole. I squealed in pain and terror and tried to pull away, but Cowboy gripped me with his hooves. He tried to pull out to thrust again, and found himself stuck. Now Cowboy panicked. He began to pull away hard and I knew if I didn’t relax, Cowboy would tear me in two. I relaxed as much as I could, and Cowboy slipped out of my anus with a grunt and a pull. He plunged again, and this time sunk into my cunt. I was sopping wet, and already near orgasm from masturbating, and I moaned with pleasure as Cowboy filled me. He stroked in and out firmly, going at a middle pace. His thick cock rubbed against my clit as he thrust in, and his cock pressed all of my vaginal walls wider. He kept his thrusting up for nearly 10 minutes, and I came, screaming orgasms, three times. I had found myself thrusting back on Cowboy’s cock, taking as much of him into me as possible. It was almost like having sex with my husband, although his cock had never stayed hard this long, nor had he ever filled me like this. Suddenly I could feel Cowboy’s cock shudder in me, and I was filled with his seed. He came the longest this time, staying perfectly still on me for almost two minutes, filling me with cum. I came again as I felt his cum fill me, a warm liquid of life. I could feel a combination of his cum and my cum flow out around his shrinking cock and as soon as he dismounted me, I reached around to taste the liquid. As I caught some in my fingers, I felt something brush against my pussy, and I turned over in horror.

Standing directly behind me was the man who had dropped off the mare about two hours ago. His pants were tented with an erection and he had an amazed look on his face.

"Do you always fuck your stallions?"

I shook my head and tried to cover my body. The man had taken my clothes and moved them. I couldn’t see them anywhere.

"I came back, to tell you some things about Lady. I heard you in here. I couldn’t help but watch." The man smiled at me, and I could tell that his motives were innocent. He hadn’t even taken his cock out to masturbate. He had just been dumbstruck by the sight of a stallion mounted on a woman.

"Well, no harm done, I guess." I said huskily. I was ashamed of what I had been caught in the act of. Then I looked at the man. A look of pure admiration was on his face, and he unconsciously fingered the zipper on his pants. "Aren’t you going to take that out?"

"W..w..wh...what?" The man blushed and I reached over and undid the zipper.

"It must be bothering you." I gently stroked the rock-hard cock and the man breathed heavily. "My name is Beka . . . moan that if you have to moan anything."

"I’m Jeff," he grunted. Jeff began thrusting against my hand and I marvelled at how much he was like Cowboy. Cowboy stood in the corner of the stall, eating some hay that was there in case Lady hadn’t objected to a second breeding. I raised myself onto my knees and firmly wrapped Jeff’s cock in my breasts. He began thrusting like an animal, and I licked the top whenever I got the chance. Jeff reached down and slowly pressed me to the floor of the stall and kept fucking my boobs. I played with my nipples as he did it, and licked at his cock head whenever it got close, then suddenly I found his whole cock in my mouth. Jeff plunged it in and out, moaning my name and grunting. His cock swelled in my mouth and I thought he was going to blow, but Jeff kept plunging in and out. I sucked and licked at it, hoping he would blow before my husband got home. Then Jeff roughly thrust his hand into my cunt. I was still dripping horse cum, and I was aroused by the situation I was in now, and Jeff could tell. His thumb flicked across my clit and first two then three of his fingers plunged in and out of my cunt. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, and then suddenly was aware of Jeff’s cock leaving my mouth. I had less that five seconds to think about it before it was firmly thrust into my cunt. I gasped as it entered. It was bigger than my husband’s, and it throbbed more warmly. I screamed as I came, Jeff’s harsh thrusting sent me into yet another massive orgasm. Jeff’s fingers found my nipples and pulled and twisted at them. I couldn’t do anything but thrust back into Jeff’s hips and moan as orgasm after orgasm rolled over me. Then Jeff screamed. For the second time that day I could feel myself being filled with cum and I moaned Jeff’s name. Jeff left his cock in me until it was totally limp and we had both recovered our breaths. He pulled out of me and I could feel our combined juices flowing out of me like an exotic cocktail. Jeff lowered himself to the straw of the stall and drank all the juices which came out. I had hoped he would give me another orgasm, but he stood up and offered me his hand. He hugged me, roughly.

"I am sorry for my indiscretion. I shouldn’t have let myself in and I shouldn’t have watched and I definitely shouldn’t have taken pleasure with another man’s wife." Jeff dropped his eyes remorsefully, then pulled up his pants and stuck his already-rehardening cock back inside. He handed me my clothes, which he had put on a chair outside the stall. After helping me dress, Jeff and I led Cowboy back to his stall. As soon as Cowboy went back into his stall he started to doze, and I knew he would be ready for another round the next day.

I walked with Jeff out to his truck and hugged him. "Thank you for the wonderful sex." I whispered. Jeff looked at me in shock and I giggled. "My husband and I have an open marriage. I’ll tell him about this, and he won’t get mad, but I would appreciate you not saying anything about seeing me with the stallion. I’m going to tell him that we were both overcome by passion watching the horses breed that we let ourselves go." Jeff smiled and nodded. "And perhaps you can come back for another time, and I could introduce you to my husband in a whole different way." I winked at Jeff and he chuckled. I watched as he got in his truck and drove away, and I marvelled at the light flakes of spring snow that were falling. They were the last fall of the year and I hoped that I could have one more round of snow sex when my husband got home.

Sultrybuxombbw on Group Stories

I got up and looked at Steve and Lynn, sleeping soundly after we had all made love. I moved from in-between them and they rolled into each other's arms. She was so hot with her olive brown skin, Asian features and her firm 38DDD tits and dark nipples that I kissed her deep and hen went to the living room. I have the problem of restless leg syndrom and take Mirapex for it. I did not know that my already unsatisfiable sex needs would get worse but they had. Randall is a trucker and was off for a couple weeks and Lynn had come over to stay with us.

I left a note and put on my shirt, a long button up over my wrap around skirt and did not bother to put on any panties of bra or body suit. I half knew I was looking for sex but was not really aware that I was feeling like hunting for sex.

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I drove to Walmart in the van and parked around the side away from other cars and since it was past midnight I did not expect that this was a problem. It wasn't.

I went in and was looking at DVDs and was actually not really looking at anything when I was bumped into by a young woman, short and very slim with nice round breasts that were about 32B at most. She had on jeans that were just above her pussy mound and if they had gone down at all they would have shown her clit. She wore a tight tank top with no bra and her nipples were visible. She looked at me and smiled, her hand had actually touched my tit and it was obvious that I had no bra on at all. "Hi," she said to me. "Hi" I told her back. "Sorry, I did not mean to hit your chest" she said looking at me as if she wanted to see more. I felt myself feel wet and my hand unbuttoned the top two buttons revealing my cleavage.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" she said. "No, I don't think so" I told her. "They tend to get in the way a lot." "I bet they do." she said. "Wish I had half of what you have." "Really?" I said. "Yeh, I don't even get second looks. That is why I don't wear a bra, so guys will look at me." "But yu are really beautiful" I told her feeling my nipples get harder. "Thanks " she said hugging me and as she moved away her hands brushed my breasts. I shivered as they did. "Oh, I did it again" she laughed. "Yes, If I didn't know better I would think it was on purpose." She looked at me, "Well, ah, well no, not really."

I began to walk away and smiled. "Too bad, but if you really wana see them, I am going to the ladies room." I walked away and she followed me. We went into the ladies room and I turnes when we got inside near the stalls. I stepped into a stall and unbuttoned my shirt and showed her my breasts, the nipples hard as rocks. She reached out and took them in her hands and I moaned, moving my hands over hers I massaged my breasts with her hands. She was doing fine as I slipped my hands under her shirt and grabbed her nipples. My skirt came of and I was naked in the stall and she reached around and closed it. I reached and took her face in my hands and we kissd as my hips convulsed through an orgasm. My juices ran down my legs. "Oh my god, that is incrediable" she moaned. She dropped to her knees and her mouth found my clit as I spread my legs for her and her fingers sank into me until finally her hand was in my pussy.

Her clothes fell to the floor and we were now both naked in each others arms. "We need to go somewhere" she moaned and I looked at her. "My van is outside." We dressed quickly and walked out into the store, both our faces flushed with the glow of orgasms we had just had. "So there you are" a good looking guy said. "Where are you two off to?" I looked at his bulge and smiled, "Out to my van to have hot sex, wanna come?" "Hell yeh" he said and we all walked fast to the van. I got in first and my clothes were off as fast. Janie was next and she undressed and pushed me back onto the floor and was eating my pussy, fisting me hard at the same time. A huge cock was at my mouth suddenly and I SWALLOWED IT TAKING IT AL THE WAY DOWN MY THROAT.

An orgasm shokk Janie and me and we both soaked each other, my fingers in her pussy and her face betwen my legs with her fist in me. Sudenly he shoved down my thrat and held my face against him, cum pulsing into my throat. He let my face go and I caught my breath and we all sat up, Janis kissing me and Rob carressing my tits. "Why don't you two 69?" he said and we looked at each other and did as he said. He moved behind me and I spread my legs for Janie to lay on the floor and get her head between them and then his hands were on my hips as she spread the cheeks of my ass and his cock slipped into my ass, spreading it wide as he pushed into me. "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard" I cried out. He drove into me again and again until he filled my ass with his load and Janie licked up the overflow. We laid back and watched us kiss and carress each other and we laid there, soon we began again. All the next two hours were taken up with as many 3 person positions as we could imagine. I drove home, dripping cum and smelling of sex and was happy to sleep. Steve and Lynn laughed as I collapesed on the bed and they went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

Stolen Innocence _Part 7 (conclusion)

johnny3434 on Forced Stories

Chapter 19


Debbie turned her head toward where Michelle lay. “Michelle!” she cried in a hoarse whisper. No answer. From her position, she could only see her feet on the rumpled sheets. “Michelle!” A little louder this time.

“Mmm,” she heard her murmur.

“Michelle! Wake up! This is our chance to escape!” She saw the feet move and heard a moan, followed by a choked sob.

“Michelle, honey, I know it hurts. They did it to me, too.” She tried to keep her voice calm. “But if we don’t get out of here now, they may kill us when they get back!” She heard the rustle of sheets and a very bedraggled looking Michelle stepped before her eyes. Debbie fought back tears at the
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sight of her friend.

“It’ll be ok! Quick! Untie me!” Michelle’s blank eyes stared vacantly for a moment, then she knelt down and began removing the straps from Debbie’s wrists and ankles. Once free, Debbie moved quickly, ignoring the burning pain in her ass, and gathered up their clothes.

“Come on! We can put these on outside!” She grabbed Michelle’s arm. “Let’s go!” With their clothing under one arm and pulling Michelle with the other hand, she pulled the door open and peered out into the hall. No one was there. At one end was a heavy wooden door, at the other was the steel door they’d come in through. There had been no handle on the outside, but there was a bar on the inside to open it. Debbie could see no lock and assumed it was a fire escape like they had at school that couldn’t be locked. They moved quickly down the hall and Debbie pushed on the metal bar. The door swung open with a clank and they stepped out into the dark alley. After checking to make sure they hadn’t been spotted, Debbie led Michelle as fast as possible down the dark alley toward a lit street at the far end. When they reached a couple of dumpsters near the end, Debbie ducked behind them, pulling Michelle in with her, and passed her clothes to her. She dressed quickly and watched for pursuers while Michelle managed to cover herself up. Debbie checked her clothing, wiped some dried cum from her face and gave her a half-hearted smile.

“Ok, let’s go find a cop! We’re free, Michelle! Free!”

Michelle managed a faint smile. After one more check down the alley, they ran out into the lit street. It was empty; no people, no cars. Little more than another alley. Debbie could see cars going by at both ends and they started out for the nearest end at a brisk walk, always looking behind them for any sign of pursuit.

A few minutes later, they emerged onto a busier street. A few cars whizzed by, but Debbie pulled Michelle out of sight next to a tall set of steps that led into one of the tenements. She’d waited too long and had been through too much to risk flagging down a car that may be their kidnappers. They could wait for a cop car.

After about fifteen minutes and no police cars, she was about to give up and try another street when she heard a slow moving vehicle approaching. She peered over the top of the steps and her heart skipped a beat when she saw a black Escalade like Carlos’ moving slowly along the street, as if searching for something, or someone. For now, they were out of sight behind the steps. But once the SUV passed the steps, they’d be sitting ducks. She took Michelle’s hand and stared into her vacant, cum-stained face.

“We may have to run for it. Can you do that?” Michelle looked at her, a hint of fear in her glassy eyes.

“R . . .run? Yeah . . . s . . . sure. I guess,” she replied, her eyes only half focused.

Debbie gripped her shoulders and gave her a shake. “Please, Michelle! This is a matter of life or death. If they catch us, they’ll kill us!”

That seemed to break through the fog a little more. Michelle nodded more sincerely. “I know. I’ll be ok.”

Debbie squeezed her hand reassuringly. “Ok.” She looked over the top of the steps again. The Escalade was closer now. The passenger window was down and she could see a muscular black arm leaning out of it. Joe!

Frantically, she looked down the street. If they ran the same way Carlos and Joe were moving, they would simply speed up and catch them in no time. If they ran the other way, past them, they may get a little further, but would still be easily caught. There was nothing to hide behind where they were now. Frustrated, she was trying to figure out what to do. They couldn’t be caught again! They would be killed for sure after escaping!

The SUV was almost to the steps. She could hear it’s idling engine and the sound of rap music coming from it’s speakers. She was about to grab Michelle and make a run for it, when it’s engine suddenly accelerated and it sped up, passing by just ten feet from where they crouched against the building. Joe and Carlos were both facing straight ahead.

‘What the . . .?’ Debbie thought. ‘Why did they do that?’ Her thoughts were cut off; her question answered when a police cruiser came into view behind Carlos and Joe. With a cry of joy, she jumped up and ran into the street in front of the cruiser, waving her arms, laughing and crying at the same time.

Chapter 20

A few minutes later, they were wrapped in blankets in the back seat of the police cruiser. Michelle sat quietly, tears of relief running down her face, while Debbie tried to explain everything they had been through to the two police officers. The officers listened to their story with shocked looks on their faces. They’d both seen a lot on the street, but Debbie’s story horrified them. From their bedraggled appearance, the way they were dressed, and Michelle was obviously in shock, they had no reason to doubt their story. Following Debbie’s directions, they returned to the building they’d just escaped from. One of the cops got out and knocked on the door. Debbie remembered the code Carlos had used and relayed it to the cop. A few moments later, a very surprised Kim opened the door.

“Is that one of them?” the other cop asked Debbie.

Michelle gripped Debbie’s arm. “Yes,” Debbie replied. “She helped them rape us.” Her voice was choked and she had to fight to keep from crying.

“It’s ok,” the cop said softly. “You’re safe now.” He picked up the microphone and radioed for backup, then opened his door. “Wait here. The doors are locked. No one can get to you,” he said and went over to where his partner was talking to Kim. Debbie and Michelle watched as he nodded to his partner and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. They faced Kim against the wall and cuffed her. Just then, another police car pulled up. Kim glared at them as she was led to the other car. Debbie calmly held up her middle finger and mouthed ‘Fuck you, bitch!’ as she passed by their window.

They watched as their rapists were brought out one by one, handcuffed, searched, and lined up along the wall to wait for the paddy wagon. The police officer that picked them up came over to the car and opened the door.

“We found six people inside. Is that all of them?” Debbie and Michelle scanned the faces of their torturers and nodded.

Debbie said, “That’s all of them, but there was a black Escalade looking for us. They’re the ones who brought us here, and . . .” She lowered her head.

“Did they . . . hurt you, too?” he asked gently, trying to conceal the anger in his voice. He had a twelve year old daughter and he couldn’t imagine what he would do if something like this happened to her. Debbie nodded, struggling against the tears.

“His name . . . is Carlos. His bodyguard is Joe,” she said.

The cop nodded. “Carlos has a shaved head and Joe is a big black guy?” he asked. Debbie looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears and nodded.

The cop smiled grimly. “We know who they are. Don’t worry, we’ll nail them.” He glanced over his shoulder at the prisoners. “If it’s any consolation, child molesters have a tough time in prison. And I plan to make sure that wherever they end up . . . and trust me, they’re all going away for a long time . . . but wherever they end up, I will personally ensure all the other cons know exactly what they did.” He fixed them with a grim smile. “They’re going to get first hand knowledge of how it felt to be in your shoes!” Debbie did get some satisfaction from his words, and settled back in the seat next to Michelle. She looked over to see an almost malevolent smile on Michelle’s lips as she watched Alex, Ron, David, Mark, and Karen be led into the paddy wagon. She noticed Debbie watching her and looked at her.

“I hope they get fucked up the ass every fucking day for the rest of their miserable lives!” she said matter-of-factly. Debbie stared at her. Was this the same meek, mild mannered girl she thought she knew? She found herself nodding in agreement.

“Me, too, honey. Me too.”


Chapter 21


A few minutes later, a black minivan arrived and the cop waiting with them explained that it was a special unit trained to help rape victims. The girls thanked him gratefully, hugging him warmly, before allowing the female officer from the minivan to lead them away. They went directly to the hospital, where they were each given thorough examinations, checked for STDs, and had semen and DNA samples taken for the investigation. And since they had not taken the time to wipe the various cum stains from their faces and bodies, there was plenty of evidence.

A couple of hours later they were lying in their beds in the same hospital room with a police guard at the door. Michelle had refused to be separated from Debbie and to be honest, Debbie wanted to stay with her, too. Two detectives had just left after asking them a few questions and told them that their parents had been notified and were on their way. Debbie looked over at Michelle, who was asleep thanks to the sedatives the doctor had given her. He explained to Debbie that she was in deep shock and would require extensive psychotherapy if she ever hoped to recover. He recommended therapy for her as well, although she appeared to be doing better than Michelle. The good news was that all the tests for STDs came back negative. And neither of them was pregnant. She lay staring blankly out the window, thinking about how much she’d grown up in the past few weeks and trying to think of a way to help rescue Katie and Carrie.

“Debbie? Oh my god, my baby!” Her mother rushed in and hugged her, her father following close behind. Debbie held them tight for a long time, all three sobbing with tears of relief and joy. They asked her where she had been, what had happened to her. She just shook her head. How could she explain to her parents what had been done to her?

“I called Carrie and Katie’s parents before we left. Do you know where they are?” her mother asked, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. Debbie shook her head sadly.

“We were separated the night they . . . took us. I haven’t seen them since, but I did hear from one other girl that she had seen Katie . . . um, about a week ago, I think. She said she was ok.” Her father was out in the hall, talking to the doctor. When he came back in, his face was dark. Debbie could see the frustrated anger in his eyes.

“Those . . . bastards!” he exclaimed, looking at her with tears in his eyes. “How could they . . .” He broke down, unable to continue. Her mother looked at him, wondering what he was talking about. She looked at Debbie, who decided she had to tell her.

“They . . .they raped us, Mom. Over and over and over . . .” She began to shake and sob and her mother held her in her arms, rocking her in that soothing way only mothers can do.

They were still hugging each other a few minutes later when Michelle’s parents arrived. She was still deep in a drug induced sleep. The doctors had gently explained to them what had happened to their daughter. Her mother came in and sat next to her, holding her hand and sobbing quietly, both in relief that she was alive and in sorrow for what she’d been through. Michelle’s father was a tall man who had the muscular physique of a linebacker. The pain in his eyes was clearly evident as he stood next to his wife and watched his daughter sleep.

After a few minutes, he turned to Debbie’s parents and introduced himself and his wife. He looked at Debbie and shook her hand firmly, but gently. “I understand you’re the reason you two were able to get away from those . . . those . . .” He choked back a sob, took a deep breath, and continued. “Please forgive me. When I think about what those . . . sick sons of bitches did to you, I just want to . . .” He paused again. “Anyway, I just want to thank you,” He gestured toward his wife. “We want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts for bringing our baby home. If there’s ever anything you need, please don’t hesitate to ask.” Tears filled his eyes and ran down one cheek. “We thought we had lost her,” he said, his voice cracking. “And we may still. She certainly isn’t a baby anymore.” He looked over at Michelle.

“She’s stronger than you think,” Debbie said. “If it wasn’t for her untying me, we’d still be there.” She managed a weak smile. “She’s going to be ok.”

The big man looked into her eyes and patted her on the shoulder, before going back over to his wife and daughter. Debbie watched them for a moment, then turned to her parents.

“Mom, Dad, I want to help the police find Katie and Carrie, and all the other girls who they kidnaped.”

“Sweetie, let’s just worry about getting you taken care of. Leave that up to the police,” her mother said.

Debbie shook her head. “No. The doctors say I need therapy. I can’t think of any better therapy than helping to nail those . . .” She bit her tongue, almost calling them ‘fuckers’. “. . . bastards to the wall.”


Chapter 22


A few days later, Debbie was in her living room talking to Detectives Frank Green and Elaine Masters of the Special Victims Unit. They’d been talking since she was brought to the hospital and they knew everything she did about Donna and her gang of child molesters. She told them she wanted to help in their capture, actively. The two detectives exchanged glances.

“Uh, Debbie,” Detective Green said, “We appreciate your cooperation and you’ve already been a big help, but I’m afraid anything beyond that is simply out of the question.” Masters spoke up.

“We can’t allow a minor to be involved in an investigation, Debbie. I’m sorry.”

“But I’m already involved!” she protested. “What more can they possibly do to me?”

Elaine took a deep breath. “They could kill you, Debbie. Or recapture you.”

“But they’re my friends!” she pleaded. “I have to help them!”

Elaine took her hand. “We understand how you feel, but leave this to us, ok? We know how to handle these people.”

She could tell that she wasn’t going to get anywhere with them. She sighed resignedly. “Can you at least keep me updated on any progress?”

Elaine smiled and stood up. “That, we can do!” They both shook her hand and left her alone.

Her parents were still both at work. She thought about calling Michelle, but she was still at the shrink. In the days since her release from the hospital, her and Michelle had talked for hours on the phone and Debbie had gone to visit her every day. She was being released today after her therapy session and Debbie was planning to visit her at home tonight. She leaned back on the couch and thought. There had to be something she could do!

Then it hit her. The movies. They had to be selling the movies they made somehow. Probably over the internet. She picked up the phone and called her older brother, Tom. He was twenty-four and had been living in the city for almost two years. Maybe he could help her find out how they were doing it.

She explained her idea to him, swearing him to secrecy. He reluctantly agreed to help her. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, he just didn’t want to put her in any danger. And he wanted to see the people who did this to his baby sister pay as much as Debbie did. He agreed to get back to her as soon as he knew something.

A few days later, Debbie was in her room. She had just gotten off the phone with Michelle, who seemed to doing much better, although she still had a long way to go. They both did. Debbie was also going to therapy, but she was careful not to let her detective work slip out. She wasn’t sure if the sessions were helping much, but it did feel good to talk about it. There was a quick knock at her door and Tom poked his head in.

“Hey there! How are you feeling today?”

“Tom! Hi! Come on in!” She and Tom had always been close, even though he was ten years older. There was never any sibling rivalry between them, probably because of the age difference. She gave him a hug, then in a hushed tone asked, “Did you find out anything?”

Tom sighed and held out a computer printout. “If the cops ever look at my computer to see what websites I’ve been visiting, they’ll throw me in jail!” he said, shaking his head. “I can’t believe all these sickos are free to sell their garbage to anyone with a computer and a credit card!”

Debbie scanned the paper. It was a list of websites that offered sex tapes of young girls, and boys. Most of them were set up so you could order on-line or by mail, using a PO box.

“Are you really going to stake out all these PO boxes?” Tom asked, looking over her shoulder at the list.

She nodded. “At least the ones here in town. It’s the only way I can think of to find them. It has to be one of them, and they’ll have to check it fairly regularly.”

“What if they see you and recognize you?” he asked, concern in his voice.

“I’ll wear a disguise,” she replied, studying the list. “A wig, dark glasses, and baggy clothes so they won’t be tempted to kidnap me again.” That part was supposed to be a joke, but Tom wasn’t laughing.

“Just be careful. And let me know when and where you’re going. I’ll come with you if I can,” he said.

She kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks, Tom. It really means a lot to me.”


Chapter 23


Three weeks later, Debbie was sitting near one of the PO boxes on the list at another post office in the city. Tom had been with her on most of her stake-outs, but today he was working. This was the seventh post office she’d watched and none of the people who’d picked up the mail at the other boxes looked familiar. She couldn’t be sure she would even know the person who picked up the mail, but at least she was doing something. She had met quite a few of Donna’s staff and she was hopeful whoever was picking up the mail would be someone she’d recognize. Her dark wig covered her blonde hair and she wore an old cap and loose fitting clothes, trying to appear as ordinary and unattractive as possible.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man enter the post office and approach the bank of PO boxes. Something about him seemed familiar and she casually glanced in his direction. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. There, not twenty feet from where she was sitting, was Andrew, the man who seduced and raped her! She quickly ducked her head behind the magazine she was holding and held her breath as he opened the box she was watching and collected some envelopes from it. He turned around, looking quickly around the room, then went back out the doors he came in through.

Acting on impulse, she ran to the doors and looked out in time to see him enter a subway station just outside. She went out and ran down the steps to the station. He was already past the turnstiles by the time she reached the bottom of the stairs. She bought a token and ran to the platform in time to see him standing on a train that was pulling out of the station. ‘Damn it!’ she thought, then considered what she’d almost done. What if she had managed to get on the train with him? What was she going to do? Make a citizen’s arrest? More likely, he’d just take her back to Donna and then what? They’d have to kill her, of course! She pulled the list of PO boxes from her pocket. She had to call Detective Masters. Maybe when she saw what Debbie had done, she’d let her at least watch as they picked up Donna and her cohorts. She smiled to herself. ‘I’ve got you, you bitch!’ she thought, and went back up to the street.


For the next three days, Debbie and Elaine waited in Elaine’s car outside the post office for Andrew to reappear. When she’d explained to Elaine how she found him, Elaine was impressed by her ingenuity and reluctantly agreed to ask her captain if Debbie could observe when they arrested the gang.

“But, you stay in the car!” Elaine had scolded her after she had obtained permission from her captain and Debbie had convinced her less than enthusiastic parents. Debbie agreed, but secretly hoped she could be there to see the look on Donna’s face when they slapped the cuffs on her.

They were parked across the street where they could see the subway station and the entrance to the post office. Two plainclothes cops were in the post office and two more were in the subway. Debbie and Elaine talked like old friends as they whiled away the hours. Debbie learned that Elaine was married to a lawyer who worked in the DA's office and had a four year old daughter.

“So you see, this case really hits home for me,” she said, sipping her coffee. Debbie nodded her understanding. She began telling Elaine that she was seriously considering a career in law enforcement. She wanted to help put sick people like Donna away so they couldn’t hurt anyone. Elaine was explaining to her how she had gotten interested in it when Andrew stepped out of the subway station and walked up the steps to the post office. She interrupted Elaine abruptly, almost yelling.

“That’s him!” she cried, pointing to him.

“Are you sure?” Elaine asked, picking up a pair of binoculars and training them on the slim young man.

“He pretended to be my friend, then raped me,” she said flatly, her eyes never leaving him. “I’m sure.” Elaine nodded and keyed her radio.

“Tall blonde man, Caucasian, wearing a blue windbreaker and jeans. He just walked from the subway and is now entering the post office.”

The radio crackled a second later. “We see him.” Elaine smiled at Debbie and she felt her heart rate increase. They had him!

A minute later, the radio crackled again and a woman’s hushed voice said, “He opened the box and retrieved several envelopes. He’s moving back toward the exit.”

Elaine keyed her mike. “Copy that. Are you ready, Frank?” Frank was one of the detectives in the subway station.

“I copy. We saw him get off the train. We won’t lose him.”

A moment later, Andrew left the post office and entered the subway station. After what seemed an eternity to Debbie, Frank’s voice barked from the radio. “He’s getting on the east bound train. We’re right behind him.”

Elaine acknowledged his transmission and started the car. “Now what?” Debbie asked as they pulled away from the curb.

“He got on the east bound train. We’ll follow it’s route up here until Frank tells us where he gets off. There are two other cars doing the same thing.” She glanced over and smiled. “Don’t worry. He’s not going to get away!” They drove in the general direction of the subway train. Every few minutes Frank would check in to keep them appraised. The minutes seemed like hours as they waited for word on where he got off. Then the radio crackled.

“He just exited the train at the West Island Station!”

“Copy that,” Elaine replied, squealing the tires as she made an abrupt turn to get them to the West Island station. “Our ETA is two minutes!” She made another turn and said, “It’s only a couple of blocks from here, but we won’t get too close in case he recognizes the car from the post office. We don’t want to spook him before he leads us to the others.” Debbie just nodded a reply, too excited and nervous to speak.

The radio came to life. “He’s walking south on Fifty-third.” They sat in silence as the moments ticked away. Finally, Frank said, “We’ve got him! He just went into an old warehouse . . .uhhh . . . number 10358 Fifty-third Street!”

Debbie sucked in her breath. “They took us to a warehouse . . . with a deep basement. All the rooms were down there.” Elaine nodded. Debbie and Michelle had both described Donna’s ‘studio’ to her in separate interviews. Their stories were nearly a perfect match, and more importantly, the warehouse Andrew had ducked into also matched their description.

Elaine picked up the mike. “Let’s all meet one block west. I want the building surrounded. Cover all the exits. No one gets out.” Several officers acknowledged her order and the radio came to life as they coordinated their surveillance.

When they arrived at the meeting area, three other unmarked cars were already there with a total of seven plainclothes cops. Elaine pulled up and rolled down her window. Frank leaned in.

“We’ve got one garage door on this side and a man door on the other where our mark went in,” he said, pointing in the direction of the two entrances. “There are a couple of other doors and several ground floor windows, but they’re all boarded up. Those two doors seem to be the only way in or out.”

“Good work,” Elaine replied. “Do you have the warrant? Is backup ready?”

Frank held up a piece of paper and nodded. “They’re waiting for our signal.”

Elaine took a deep breath and looked over at Debbie in the passenger seat. “Are you ready?” She nodded. “Then let’s do it!” Two of the cars roared off to cover one entrance. Elaine remained in the car with Debbie while Frank and two detectives went over to the man door next to the garage door. They were about to kick it open when it was suddenly opened from the inside and a very startled looking man, who Debbie knew as Mike, found himself staring into the barrels of three Glock automatic pistols. He raised his hands automatically and one of the detectives holstered his gun, spun him around against the wall, frisked and handcuffed him. He read him his rights as he led him over to Elaine’s car.

“I said, do you understand your rights, scumbag!” the detective was saying to him.

“Yes!” Mike growled in reply. “Do you understand police brutality?”
The detective ignored that comment. “Think you could babysit this dirtbag while we go see if his friends are home?” Elaine agreed and he pushed him into the back seat. Debbie turned to look at him through the plexiglass shield.

“Hello, Mike,” she said, fixing him with a flat stare. He jumped at the mention of his name and his eyes grew wide as he recognized Debbie. But he quickly fixed a sullen look on his face and stared out the window.

“My name isn’t Mike and I ain’t done nothin’!” he said. Debbie continued to stare at him for a few seconds, then turned around and looked out the windshield. Elaine smiled to herself. She was one cool little girl to be able to face her rapist so calmly.

A few minutes later, the radio crackled. “We found the elevator, but we need a key and a PIN number to operate it.”

Debbie gestured toward Mike. “He’s got a key and he knows the number.”

Elaine looked at him in the rear view mirror. “Shall we do this the easy way, or the hard way, Michael?”

He snuffed indignantly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Elaine grinned. “Ok, the hard way, then!” She winked at Debbie. “Here’s the deal. You are going to jail. That is a certainty. For a long time.” She paused, letting him absorb her words, then continued. “Now, you’re a pretty good looking guy. If the other inmates were to somehow discover that you were serving time for multiple child rapes, I think it will give the term ‘hard time’ a whole new meaning, don’t you think?”

Mike swallowed a big lump in his throat. “I didn’t rape no kids!”

Debbie rolled her eyes. “Hello! I’m right here, asshole! After what you and your friends did to me, I might not be a kid anymore, but I sure as hell was when you made me suck your filthy cock!”

Mike was silent for a long moment. He seemed to realize that they had him and said, “What if I cooperate . . . can we cut a deal?”

“No deals,” Elaine said firmly without hesitating. “All I can do is promise not to spread any rumors about your sexual preferences around the cell block.”

Mike sighed dejectedly and leaned his head against the back of the seat. “It’s on the chain around my neck.”

“And the PIN code?” Elaine asked.

“Two-eight-seven-three,” he replied in a defeated tone.

Elaine retrieved the key and called for someone to come and get it. When a detective came over to get it, Elaine said, “Do me a favor, Rick. Bring them all out this door.” The detective smiled and nodded, then ran back into the warehouse. A few minutes later, Frank said over the radio, “The key and PIN number worked. We’re going down.”

“Copy that,” Elaine replied. “I’m calling in backup!” She switched frequencies and gave the signal for the marked cruisers and paddy wagons to roll in, then switched back to Frank’s frequency. Ten long minutes passed before they heard any more from Frank. His voice was excited and they could hear other voices in the background.

“We’ve got about nine suspects and maybe a dozen very scared young girls in here! All clear!”

“Roger that! Good work!” She beamed at Debbie, who couldn’t stop herself from grinning broadly. “We got them!”

“I hope Carrie and Katie are all right,” Debbie said, her smile fading. The patrol cars had arrived a few minutes earlier and Mike had been put into another car for transport to jail.

Elaine thought for a moment, then said, “Do you want to go in and see if we can find them?”

Debbie’s face lit up. “Could we?!”

Elaine nodded. “Sure. Frank said it’s all clear. Let’s go!” She put her arm around Debbie’s shoulders and they both went inside. Debbie paused at the foot of the stairs, remembering the first time she had been here.

“Are you ok?” Elaine asked, pausing on the bottom step. Debbie took a deep breath and stepped up behind her.

“Yeah, just a lot of bad memories. I’ll be ok.” They went up the stairs and through the door at the top to the hallway where the elevator was. A uniformed officer was standing guard at the elevator doors. He nodded to Elaine, but gave Debbie a doubtful look.

“It’s ok. My responsibility,” Elaine told him and he stepped aside so they could get in. As the elevator moved downward, Debbie’s emotions were in a turmoil. She was excited about hopefully rescuing Carrie and Katie, but was terrified at the thought of seeing Donna’s cold eyes again. Then there was the possibility that Donna may not have been there when the police raided. Or that Carrie and Katie may have been sold like her and Michelle and weren’t there.

The elevator stopped, interrupting her thoughts. She took a deep breath as the doors slid open. The familiar carpeted hallway stretched out before her. Several uniformed and plainclothes cops milled about and everyone seemed to be talking at once. Elaine stepped out. Debbie hesitated a second, then followed her. Elaine spoke to a detective and he pointed her toward a door. She took Debbie’s hand.

“This way, Debbie. The girls are all in here.” They walked toward a door maybe twenty feet down the hall. As they passed an open door, Debbie heard a voice that sent shivers down her spine.

“I know my rights! And I want my lawyer!”
Debbie stopped and looked through the doorway. Donna was sitting on a bed, her hands handcuffed behind her back, arguing with one of the detectives. She was facing away from the door and didn’t see Debbie walk in, with Elaine following close behind her. She stopped just inside the door. Donna was cursing and swearing, threatening to sue, and basically being a bitch. The detective she was yelling at looked over her head at Elaine and shook his head.

“This, uh . . . lady . . . claims she was only here looking at the place to possibly rent it. Says she had no idea what they were doing down here.”

Donna turned around. “That’s right! I’m completely innocent and I want . . .” She stopped talking when she saw Debbie staring coldly at her.

“It’s over, Donna. And you’re going to pay for what you did to us,” Debbie said quietly, never taking her eyes off Donna’s. She looked up at the detective she had been yelling at. “She’s the boss. She gave all the orders.” She looked back down at Donna, who was glaring at her. “The stare won’t work, Donna. I’m not afraid of you anymore.” She moved a little closer, her movements slow and deliberate. Her hands were steady. Donna laughed and looked up at Elaine.

“Well, well! Who is this little wench? Some street whore you dug up to frame me?” Debbie held her eyes on Donna’s.

“It won’t work, you evil bitch. You’re going to jail for the rest of your miserable fucking life and I hope someone reams your tight ass with a broomstick at least once a day!” With that, Debbie held her gaze for a few more seconds, then turned and walked out. Donna’s mouth dropped open and the detective stifled a laugh. Elaine was amazed that Debbie had the resolve to even face her, and was more than a little impressed with her speech! She shook her head, chuckling. This was one tough little girl!

Debbie walked down to the room where all the abducted girls were and paused at the door. Taking a deep breath, she went in. There were maybe a dozen young girls in various skimpy costumes all being questioned by different police officers. She recognized Zoe, Jessica, and Darlene from the movie she had started with them.

“Debbie!”
She turned to see Carrie running toward her. Katie spun around and was soon following her across the room. They embraced, laughing and crying, all trying to talk at once. Elaine walked over and stood watching them, a smile on her face. A plainclothes cop came over to her.

“I need to finish debriefing those two,” he said.

Elaine slapped his shoulder. “Aw, leave them alone. They’re not going anywhere for a while.” She walked over to Debbie. “I see you found your friends!” she said, smiling. Debbie smiled up at Elaine, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“But Donna told us they sold you to a street pimp for disobeying!” Katie was saying. “We didn’t know you were still here!”

Debbie shook her head. “I was . . . me and another girl, Michelle. But we escaped and came back for you!”

Elaine squeezed Debbie’s shoulders. “Debbie’s the reason we found you. She’s one hell of a detective!”

Carrie and Katie stared at her, wide-eyed. “Really?” Carrie said. “You did this!?” Debbie shrugged and looked down.

Elaine laughed. “Now, now! Don’t be shy! You’re a hero!” She explained what happened to Carrie and Katie. As she did, a few other girls drifted over, listening to the story of their rescue. When she was finally wrapping up the story, all of the girls were listening intently.

Katie took her hands in hers and looked her in the eyes. “You did all that . . . for us?” Debbie, embarrassed by all the attention, merely shrugged.

“Well, you guys are my best friends! I couldn’t just leave you here with that bitch!” She looked around at the others. She recognized a few of them; most she didn’t know. She did know the scared look on their faces, though. “I couldn’t leave any of you here, for that matter!” She grinned at Carrie and Katie. “I really nailed that skank, didn’t I!”

A loud cheer went up and all the girls ignored the police officers trying to interview them and clustered around Debbie, thanking her with hugs and slaps on the back. One of the cops walked over and stood by Elaine.

“You realize now that we’ll have to start over,” he said, watching the cheering, giggling girls.

Elaine watched them celebrate for a few seconds before answering.

“Yeah, but look at them. It’s not that big of a deal to start over, is it?”

The officer looked at them, then smiled and shook his head. “No, I guess it isn't,” was all he said before going back to the other detectives.


The End