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Warning This story contains sexually explict content, if you do not wish to
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Its been a while any and all comments are apreached :) please post or send
them to frostbit@lookingforme.com Thank you and enjoy the story:)
TNT Comes in Small Packages
(teen, Rom, M/F, NC)
By
frostbit
For about six months now, Michelle and Bill were dating. Seventeen
years old, he was still ruggedly handsome, with his hazel eyes, and dark
hair. Michelle was barely seventeen, she was a bit different then most
girls, her beauty was breath taking, her golden locks went down her back,
the dark eyes, that set off the high cheek bones. Her body had curves that
girls her age only dreamed of having. Most were in fact jealous of her,
she never did think she was pretty, but everyone that seen her knew
different.
One night they were spending time, watching a movie on video, all
snuggled up on the couch, making out during most of the movie. Getting hot
and heavy, Bill laid her down on the couch, as he laid in between the wide
spread thighs, kissing her lips with desire, his hand starting to roam over
the well developed curves upon his lovers breasts. One by one the buttons
of her shirt came undone, gentle kisses where place on the exposed flesh.
Soft moans from her lips are herd.
Out of no where someone was clearing their throat, Bill stayed on top
and looked up to see his father watching every move he made. Both of their
faces turned crimson in color, as they couldn't believe he was watching.
He got off her body and they sat up. Jerry, Bills father spoke up, "If
your mother would of caught you, Son, you would of been grounded."
Feeling his eyes on her, Michelle buttoned back up her top, feeling a
bit uncomfortable for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off her. She
whispered into Bill's ear, "can we get out of here please, your father is
scaring me."
They went off into the barn hand and hand, and once inside shut the door
behind them, climbing up into the hay loft to be alone for a bit. Bill
kissed her lips and laid her back into the hay, "now where were we?"
With a sweet smile she took off her shirt as they started to play. His
hand were powerful, yet soft to the touch. As he took her left tit into
his mouth. Her hand intertwined in his hair, "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." The soft moaning continues as she reaches for
the belt and kisses his lips as she undoes his pants, waiting for the
swollen cock to become free. Was no secret what she wanted. And with him
she always got what she wanted.
There bodies pulled together tightly, as she a lined the ever hardening
meat to the juicy slit longing to feel it pumping deep inside her. Bill
Would always tease her nibbling her neck and not letting the large stick
slither into her luscious body. Some how she always found ways of tricking
him into pleasing them both. This time all she had to do was lift her hips
up just a bit and he slid right into her warm cunt. She just smiled and
moaned on his neck. The vibrations would pulsate threw his body, adding to
the thrusts that went in and out.
Michelle squealed with eroticism, as her essence poured from her body
making the glide that much easier and move that much faster. He knew how
to hit the right spots on her, twas like they were made for each other.
Soon he spewed the his cream deep inside her womb.
After awhile of just relaxing with in one anthers reach the door to the
barn opened, quickly they grabbed there clothes and got dressed. Once
again it was Jerry. Her eyes rolling back and muttering "If i didn't know
any better I would say he wanted to fuck my brains out!" to herself.
Little did she know at the time she was right.
One day, Michelle went down to visit Bills mom, and she wasn't there,
Jerry was. He offered for her to come in and wait for Bill's return.
Walking in slowly making her way to the couch.
"How are you doing today?" Michelle's eyes look like an innocent child's
as she spoke with Jerry.
"Not to bad. Can I get you something to drink?" He replied.
"A glass of water would be nice, thank you."
Jerry went off and got her a drink, sitting down next to her and giving
it to her, "Here you go."
"Thank you, Sir"
"You know better then to call me Sir, my name is Jerry" He started
inching closer to Michelle.
At first she wasn't frightened, until he was nearly on top of her, She
inched her way across the couch till she couldn't move any farther, he only
followed every step of the way.
"Can I help you with something?" Michelle said a bit frightened.
"More then you know little girl just lay down, this wont hurt a bit." as
he kissed her lips helping her head to the arm of the couch.
This didn't sit well, one bit, her body trembled with fear and
excitement. As he ripped her panties from her body. "Don't hurt me!"
Michelle screamed as loud as she could hoping someone would hear her cry.
He forced the panties into her mouth, keeping her quiet.
"Now listen to me you little whore, your gonna give me what I want, one
way or another, Do you understand me?" His abusive voice scolded her.
All she could do was nod, afraid something else would go wrong. He then
ripped the shirt off her body, revealing the perky breasts his son would
play with. And hiking up the skirt so the golden treasure would shine. "I
can't wait to get a hold of that"
Tying everything she could she slapped his face, since her legs were
spread and pinned down, she knew nothing would stop him from getting the
treasure he thought he deserved. "Oh you little bitch your mine know!" as
he slammed his penis deep into her wet slit.
Even with the panties crowed in her mouth, the scream still lingered in
the air. Michelle closed her eyes tight hoping it was all a dream.
"Stop, please!" even though mumbled, she knew he wasn't gonna let up.
With every plunge Jerry forced himself deeper into her, the tight warm
wetness of the tight pussy.
"No wonder why Bill likes to fuck you, you know what your doing and how
to turn a man on."
With that he rammed one more time filling her up with the his bodily
fluids. He got off her body, taking out the panties from her mouth. "Now
go on, and next time I want to fuck you, Your going to let me do as I
please, cause now your my whore!" He told her and knocked her into the
wall, and she fell on to the floor.
After a few seconds, Michelle pulled her self up to her feet looking
into Jerry's eyes. The fear was gone all that was left was rage. Her eyes
nearly glowed with firey flames. "I am gonna tell you something my father
taught me a long time ago, you Mother fucker, punch him in the jaw you
might break your fingers, and frankly your not worth that. Kick him in the
knee you will take him down, which I have thought about...."
"You can't hurt me your only a girl." She cut her off.
Michelle couldn't take anymore, and kicked him in the balls, "And if you
would of let me finish, kick him in the balls, and wound him for life.
With that she walked out of the house never to return again.
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