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Subject: {ASSM}  Small Town Teens "Heather" (teen m/teen f)
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This is a repost- I posted it in ASS a couple of months ago. Let me know
what you think.


	I may be old now, but when I was younger, crazier, and less
married I had one hell of a time. Me and the crew that I ran with were
some wild-ass small town thugs. Most of us were into drugs, everybody
was drinking, and you better bet your ass that we were straight fucking
the shit out of those small town whores.
	I wanted to share a few of these crazy stories with everybody
just to relive the old glory days one more time. These are all true
stories (some of the witnesses are still alive) but I've changed some of
the names here and there. If you like this shit post a reply because
I'll only keep writing them if people like them.
	Oh, and if you're under eighteen or shouldn't be reading this
kind of shit for some reason then go away. The rest of you... enjoy.



	So I'm rolling down Main Street in the Mustang, my buddy Kevin
by my side, pumping some jams, drinking some brew, smoking some reefer.
Everybody cruised on Main Street back in the day and for unemployed dope
dealing bums like myself it was a tried and true way of killing a lot of
time. Up alongside pulls a friend of mine, Matt. He's got his old lady
riding along, so I know he's not looking for fun. I ask what's up.
	Seems his old lady's cousin is in from St. Louis. Hmmm... now
that I'm giving a shit I notice that there are some honies in the back
seat of his car. He wants to know if I would mind showing these girls a
good time. As we all know, that kind of scenario usually results in
somebody ending up with a fat girl, so I'm more than a little gun shy on
this deal. He can see he's got to sell me on this action, so he tells me
to follow him to his place.
	We pull up at the spot and these chicks pile out of the car.
Damn, that girl sure ain't fat but holy shit is she young. Kevin and I
get introduced to Heather (the cousin) and Deanna (the cousin's friend
that came with her.) Of course, young makes no difference to me and I'm
scoping this shit out in a serious way because it's been a couple of
days and I need to get a nut. Hell yeah, I tell him, we'll show these
girls a hell of a time.
	Just so you'll know, Heather was a little blue eyed blonde, with
shoulder length straight hair and a tiny little body. I mean, I'll bet
this bitch wasn't more than four foot ten and probably weighed about
eighty pounds. She had just the faintest hint of tits and those narrow
hips that haven't filled out yet. Deanna was built about the same way,
maybe a little heavier, and she was a brunette. These chicks were
totally cute but- egad!- these were no milage fresh off the showroom
floor models! Best yet, it's summertime and these stupid cunts are
dressed for the heat, wearing little tank tops and shorts that are
really showing off what little they have.
	So into Matt's house we go to beat the heat and get fucked up.
I'm pairing up with Heather while my pal Kevin (who still owes me one...
if you're reading this, you know who you are, bitch) seems to be getting
along smashingly with Deanna. These chicks sure seem ready to go, so I'm
thinking this shit is all good. We proceed to break out the groovy green
and twist up a few. Oh, shit we're out of beer! Can't commit statutory
rape sober now can I? Matt and I split for the beer store before the
shit starts happening.
	Dude, I'm telling him, I hella appreciate turning me on to some
pussy. Of course, he knows I'm going to knock the bottom out of that. I
gotta ask him, though, how old are these bitches anyway?
	He says not to sweat it, these chicks are fifteen. Well, hell
yeah, I'm seventeen (at the time) and I've nailed plenty a fifteen year
old so I'm totally good with that. Besides,if there's grass on the
field, play ball, right? I just wanted to make sure that this bitch was
in full understanding of what she was in for. No, I take that back- I
didn't really give a fuck, just curious.
	Anyway, we roll back from the beer store with a couple of cases
and start partying it up. Matt, Kevin, and I are sucking the suds down
like water because we're playing quarters. The bitches have to drink
occasionally too but they're just nursing the shit. They're obviously
way baked from smoking all of the pot. We've just met but it doesn't
take me long to get Heather sitting on my lap. A few beers later and
this little whore is rubbing her ass around in my lap like my dick's
made of gold and her ass is a metal detector.
	Meanwhile, Kevin and Deanna have retired to the sofa where
they're swapping spit and he's got his hands all over that little body.
Heather seems all down with it, so I start feeling her up. Damn but that
little cunt had a super hard body! She's on my lap facing the table so
my hands are all over up under her shirt and I can feel her hard little
nipples poking out through the cotton bra she's wearing.
	We're still playing quarters and I've made Heather drink like
ten beers or so and she's pretty wasted. I fire up another joint and we
smoke that shit, now we're really all fucked up and don't you know that
between feeling on this whore and her rubbing her hard little ass on my
cock I'm sporting that pants-busting kind of wood. She can obviously
feel it, because she's grinding down on me with some force, giving me so
much friction that I start thinking I might pop a wad in my pants. I
know it's gotta be time to get down to business.
	Unlike Kevin, who never did give a shit if the whole fucking
world watched him bone a whore, I had some kind of modesty. Well, okay,
not much but I at least wanted to find a bedroom where I could get on
this slut in private. Since Matt is my partner and I would have done the
same for him, I decide to utilize his facilities. I get Heather up off
of my lap and drag her into the bedroom. This isn't as easy as it sounds
since I am trying to carry a beer in one hand and this half in the bag
trailer park Lolita is so fucked up that I've got to manhandle her into
the damn waterbed.
	So she's on the bed, shitfaced, and I'm standing there with a
hot rod looking for a garage. Fuck, like an E-ticket ride I climb aboard
the cunt and I'm ready for a thrill ride. I'm kissing all over her,
leaving big unholy bite marks on her neck- just because I can- and
rubbing all over her underdeveloped chest. I wedge one of my hands
between her thighs and I can feel the heat of her twat radiating out
through her red denim shorts. For her part, Heather is laying there
making those gurgling noises. Oh yeah, it's time for the main event.
	I get the stupid bitch to sit up long enough to get her white
tank top off, then I yank her bra/undershirt whatever the fuck it was
off to reveal her little baby titties. They're just mosquito bites
really but they've got some of the most delicious tiny pink nipples. I
start by licking and sucking on her nips, then I move up to biting them.
Now she's starting to respond as her little nipples get super hard and
she starts moving those hips, doing that old fuck-me grind. She might be
young but if her body is old enough to know what it wants I'll be happy
to oblige.
	I open up Heather's red shorts and drag them down her legs. She
isn't soo fucked up that she can't lift her ass so I can get them off.
Now, she's laying there wearing nothing but her panties, which were
white cotton briefs with a little bow on the front. The crotch of her
panties is wet and I can smell her cunt, so I know that she's ready to
go. I've got my fingers playing with her honey pot and she's really
getting wet and sloppy. I gotta see this shit naked, so I rip the
panties right off of her, leaving her bare assed naked. Oh, sweet Jesus,
this bitch has almost no pussy hair, and what she does have is blonde so
you can't even see it! Fuck, that shit is driving me wild. I got my
fingers down there and feel how soft and tender her tiny cunt is. Her
juices are running out of her and down into the crack of her ass.
	All right, I'm thinking that I've had about enough foreplay. I
can see by the dick in my pants that it's time to get the main event
started. I hop off of my little fun house ride and it takes me about
half a second to shuck my T-shirt, shoes, socks, shorts, and boxers.
She's laying there on the bed half out of it, wearing nothing but pussy
juice. My dick is harder than quantum mechanics and I'm about out of my
mind with lust so I decide to give her the deluxe wash. She's laying
there with her eyes closed and her mouth partly open so I kneel down
with my knees on the edge of the bed and lean over until my rock hard
cock touches her little pink lips. I push a little and my prick pops
into her mouth.
	You know I'm wanting a blow job but this bitch is so fucked up
that all she can manage is a little choking and coughing and a bunch of
drool on my dick, even when I grab the back of her head and pull her
face onto my meat. It still feels hella fucking good but I don't want to
come in Heather's mouth- at least not before I spelunk into the depths
of her little box. I pull my slobbery-ass cock out of her mouth and,
just for good measure, jerk it on her face a few times. Then I hop back
on the bed and get into position between her legs.
	Taking a knee in each hand, I push those legs as far open as I
can. All of a sudden I can see why those Olympic gymnasts are all twelve
year old girls, because this whore opens those legs like the parting of
the Red Sea. I mean, that shit was spread like peanut butter. Heather's
legs are so far apart that her tiny little pussy is opening up for me
and let me tell you, you never saw a pinker, wetter, more delicate
looking little snatch. I'm getting up there with my rock hard pecker in
my hand and I'm aiming for the bullseye. Wouldn't you know, about that
time the bitch comes to.
	Now, this isn't rape shit. I'm not going to force anybody to do
anything but you know, if you make the choice to get so fucked up that
you can't say no, I don't see how that's my problem. I mean, the bitch
never said no, right? Instead she asks what I'm going to do. I give her
some bullshit about making her feel good. Well, that's close- I'm going
to make ME feel good and that's what really counts. Instead she starts
whimpering about never having done this before. No shit? A virgin? Right
on! I tell her to relax, it won't hurt- you know, the usual lies. She
never once says stop, so you know what I did...
	Hell yeah. Drilled that shit like an oil well. I gotta admit, I
took it easy on her at first. I didn't just ram it in, I worked it in
kinda slow, first getting the head all the way in and then slowly, bit
by bit, forcing the rest of my cock into her tight little tunnel. Got it
in a little bit and then felt the blockade. This isn't my first virgin
and I've had some bitches scream in pain and some not feel a thing but
I'm guessing that, like a tetanus shot, it's going to hurt a lot less if
you just do it quick and get it over with. So I give her one big thrust
and- no shit- I can feel the hymen just rip apart like an old towel.
This one must have hurt like hell because she screamed bloody fucking
murder- right into my ear.
	So now I've got my dick buried in this slut. Jesus H. Christ on
a bicycle this little virgin pussy is tight! Feels like I've got my dick
in a vice or something. Heather is now whimpering and shit underneath
me. Good Lord, I can hardly pull it back out! I give her a couple of
thrusts and she's screaming about it being too big. Now I know that's
bullshit- my dick may be a little bigger than average in terms of girth
but it's about average length so I know this whore can take it. She just
needs to be reamed out a little. I keep on thrusting, getting the rhythm
going with the waterbed and all.
	Directly, Heather goes from screaming in pain to screaming in
pleasure. Her cunt naturally juices up some more so I can at least slide
in and out but Lord, that was one tight pussy! I'm riding the slut like
I'm trying to win the Kentucky Derby, banging my cock into her with more
and more force. I look down between us and damn, my dick has a bunch of
blood on it. Oh fucking well, I'm planning on repainting the inside of
that cunt with a thick coat of DNA anyway.
	I'm fucking the shit out of Heather, banging her clit with my
pubic bone and really giving her some high quality fucking experience.
I'm not paying attention to shit because suddenly I notice there's other
people in the room! Shit, it's Matt and his girlfriend. For a moment I
think that they heard Heather screaming and have come to shoot me and
drag me off of her when Matt's old lady (I think her name was Kathy) is
down on her knees, yanking Matt's dick out of his pants.
	She starts blowing Matt while I try to focus on porking the
little whore underneath me. Heather's into it now, her hips bucking
against mine as she holds her legs up and open for me. Next time I look
over, Matt and his girlfriend are ditching their clothes and then, holy
shit, they're on the bed with us. Holy shit, Heather should have been
glad Matt wasn't into incest because if she thought my dick was big she
would have fainted at the sight of his. It looked like he had an extra
arm growing out of his crotch! Anyway, Matt wastes no time in laying the
pipe to his whore and pretty soon we're fucking right along- I mean,
we're on a waterbed so we pretty much have to share a rhythm.
	As it is, Heather freaks the fuck out when it finally sinks into
her alcohol soaked brain that we're not alone on the bed. When she
figures out that her cousin is laying right next to her, also getting
her brains fucked out, she really starts to wig. Of course, I'm still
          plowing the bitch, since I'm long past modesty or caring. I
mean, I'm getting laid for God's sake!
      Man, I'm thinking this shit is great. My dick is running in and
out of Heather's tight virgin cunt and it feels so fucking good. I'm
back on my haunches holding her legs straight up in the air in front of
me, so I could look down and get that most excellent view of my cock
pistoning in and out of her. That shit is all streaked red with blood
which is now diluted with a heaping helping of pussy juice. Her twat is
so tight that every time I stroke out, it tried to turn itself inside
out. Then I'd slam back into that shit, banging her head against the
headboard with each stroke.
      Like Einstien discovering the atom or some shit, Matt had the
original good idea and flips his bitch onto her hands and knees. Now for
me, there's nothing I like better than a doggie style fuck- the only
problem is that doggystyle is, in WWF wrestling terms, my "finishing
move." Oh fucking well, wish I'd remembered the condoms. I grab Heather
and flip her over, too.
      Because the silly little bitch is a virgin (or maybe because she
was half unconcious- either way) she had a hell of a time grasping the
concept. I grab her narrow girl hips and pull her ass in the air, which
unfortunately (for her) causes her to fall forward, busting
her face on the headboard. Oops. At least I've got that ass and dripping
pussy where I want them. My dick gets- if this is possible- even harder
as I check out her puckered little butthole.
      Shit, I'm already fucking this stupid little bitch like the whore
that she is- I don't need to rip her ass open too. Besides, her pussy
was so damn tight I doubt I could have jammed myself into her butt. So,
with none of the loving gentleness which I showed earlier, I ram
my dick into her sopping wet box. She squealed like a stuck pig as my
dick forced it's way into her abused little snatch.
      I had a tight grip on those hips as I began to pound Heather's
cunt mercilessly. Jesus but that shit was tight like a rubber glove! If
I had been wearing a rubber the walls of her box would have stripped it
right off of me. I'm looking down, checking out the sight of my purple
pole driving in and out of her. Her butthole is clenching as she takes
everything I can give her and then some. I'm hammering this whore so
hard that her face is now banging against the headboard with every
thrust, she's howling like a scalded dog, fuck, this shit is great!
	Meanwhile, Matt is nailing his bitch, giving her a hearty
portion of his massive manhood. His bitch is really into it, moaning and
groaning shit like you'd hear on the soundtrack of a cheap porno movie.
Without missing a stroke, Matt leans over and grabs a joint and a
lighter off of the headboard, fires the shit up, and passes it to me.
We're toking and stroking and let me tell you, there just isn't much
better than burning that bright green skunk bud while your dick is
buried in some little cunt. It's damn good work if you can get it.
	After a few tokes I'm just high as hell. I'm starting to get
that tingle deep in my balls and I know that it isn't going to be long
before I make a deposit in this slutty little sperm bank. Good lord, did
I mention that this shit was really fucking tight? And tiny- every
stroke banged the head of my cock against Heather's cervix. I'm going
like a house afire, yanking her back and forth on my cock like an
inflatable sex doll.
	All of a sudden, Matt whips his one eyed monster out of his old
lady's cunt and, with a kind of a roar, lets loose with an incredible
blast of cum all over her ass, cunt, back, hair, the bed, etc. He's
spraying ball juice around like his dick is a fire hose. Seeing that
shit brought me over the edge and oh my God, my toes are curling up as I
feel the orgasm race through my body. I'm pounding the pussy like a
jackhammer on meth as I fill Heather to the brim with piping hot ball
batter. It feels like I'm pissing cum. Finally the feeling winds down
and I pretty much collapse on top of Heather's tiny body, crushing her
into the waterbed beneath me.
	After I get my fucking wind back and can breathe, I lift my
sweaty tired ass off of this helpless little whore. My dick comes out of
her with a big pop, like pulling the cork out of a bottle. I moved back
a little bit so I could get one last look at what used to be a cute
little virgin puss and was now just a wrecked red cock socket. As I
watched, a big blob of my cum, stained red with her blood, drooled out
of her cunt onto the bed. Fuck yeah... thanks honey!
	Matt, his bitch, and I got up, cleaned up and headed back into
the living room, just in time to see Kevin blow a load all over Deanna's
face, in her hair, and all over her barely-there titties. Holy shit does
he launch a mess of spoo all over the little whore. He's smacking her
face with his dick, making her call him Daddy. Now, dude, that's some
straight up sick shit. Glad I'm not all fucked up like that.
	Now Matt wants to know if we're going to take those sluts with
us. Um, hello? I already fucked the bitch, what else do I need her for?
Besides, me and Kev gotta split anyway, we were supposed to pick up some
bitches for a party, so we get our shit together. Kevin actually tells
Deanna goodbye- I never saw Heather again, like I really gave a fuck,
you know?
	The kicker is on the way out the door. Matt has that smart ass
shit eating grin on and we want to know what's up. He's laughing so hard
he can hardly tell us... those bitches were only thirteen! Holy shit! Oh
well, I was only seventeen so what the fuck, right? I mean, the whole
fun of being seventeen was being able to fuck all those nubile little
sluts. God damn, so many cunts so little time!


	If you like this shit, drop me a line at
gitanostrings@yahoo.com. Also be on the lookout for my other shit,
because I fucked a lot of bitches and have a lot of stories.

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