Message-ID: <40153asstr$1041214207@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <hangten@nym.alias.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <20021229181034.1645.qmail@nym.alias.net> From: "Frederick T." <hangten@nym.alias.net> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 29 Dec 2002 18:10:34 -0000 Subject: {ASSM} "The Thief"{Frederick T.}(Mf+ oral anal group experimentation)[1/2] Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 21:10:07 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/40153> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Author: Frederick T. Title: The Thief Part: 1 of 2 Universe: Summary: Keywords: (Mf+ oral anal group experimentation) Language: English -----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- @(C) 2002 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML) and/or the American Cancer Society. !!!!! WARNING !!!!! WARNING !!!!! !!!!! DIVE !!!!! DIVE !!!!! DIVE !!!!! You're on the way down...The slippery slope of self degradation that can only lead to the fires of hell...Pull out now, if you can ! But under no circumstances drag someone else down with you, especially those who are easy to maneuver into circumstances beyond their control...The usual suspects being children. And for those of you who continue, realize that you do so of your own free will...Remember that this is but fiction and probably could never happen to you or any of your friends or relatives ?! Yea ! Right !? All of us have the opportunity to take multiple chances in life...And remember, it's always our choice that reaps the rewards or the bitter taste of defeat...Your choice. Choose carefully ! Imagination created most everything here..... Remember...Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your comments to the usual. The Thief Part One (Mf+ oral anal group experimentation) by Frederick T. With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution The Theft The old man...Well, he wasn't that old but old enough to be a widower. Anyway, he was just driving around the corner when he noticed her...Too late to wave. He knew her...Knew her parents...Had for a long while now. He could remember her running around the pool as a skinny ten year old in a bright red bikini. The bikini disappeared the following Summer when her breasts started to show. He day dreamed a bit as he drove to the grocery store, up on Sunset. So it didn't germinate in him until he was half the way home. "What was Lynn Stewart doing in my neighborhood ?" Lynn saw him leave and was sure he had seen her. She was immediately scared. This was not in the plan. She hadn't been caught any of the other times she'd spied on his house. This was the eighth time she'd been "walking" through his neighborhood...And making time to spy on his house wasn't easy. Her parents were like hawks, always circling around, prying into her affairs. Seen or unseen, she'd gone this far. She might as well go all the way. This is why she was doing it...To get into his house. She'd been there many times before, years ago...When she was younger. She knew her way around. The searching would be the hard part. She was over the gate and into the backyard. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She could still fail. If the backdoor was locked she was screwed. She was honestly praying as she moved toward the patio. The handle moved. She was in. Lynn listened...Not a sound except the pounding in her ear drums. Then she actually started jumping up and down...The excitement exploding inside her ! She moved quickly through the front room and started her search in the master bedroom. Failure ! The computer room was next. Lynn glanced at her watch. Eight minutes...Fifteen was the max. That was the plan. His computer was on and she moved the mouse. The monitor burst into life...Just the desktop though. She wondered if he surfed the net for smut now that his wife was dead. She explored some obvious places on his hard drive for picture and movie files but couldn't find any. God ! Damn ! Ten minutes wasted and she didn't have shit. Where the hell was it ? She'd over heard her parents talk about him enough...Does it all the time...Hardly knows his name most of the time...Always joking around like he was a teenager. It started right after his wife died. That's when they stopped coming over all the time. Before that they were always over...A part of her childhood. Lynn rushed through the check of the computer room and ran back into the front room. A quick walk through of the kitchen and then she was going to split. The bile taste of defeat was making her salivate. She especially didn't want to get caught in vain. Oh ! My ! God ! There it is ! Right in the middle of the kitchen counter. A glass tray with a three inch high mound of bud...Some stems and seeds separated away from the mound. All thought of time evaporated as she stared at the mound of marijuana. She dug into her pocket and came out with the plastic baggie. The pile was almost like a pyramid and she pondered which bud(s) she should take. It looked so huge...So much...She wondered how much she could take without him realizing it ? She took the top bud and the entire pyramid crumbled. She quickly bagged her prize and started working on building the pyramid. She must have built it several times but was never happy with the way it looked. She glanced at her watch. Shit ! Thirty-two minutes gone...Where did the time go ? She moved a couple of buds around and then backed away from the kitchen counter. She was out in seconds and running down the sidewalk less than a minute later. She stopped running when she reached Highview but didn't feel comfortable until she was within a couple of blocks of her own home. Denton Easter brought the groceries into the kitchen. It took him three trips and he noticed the dope tray on the kitchen counter right off. He was pissed he left it out. He usually stored it in the icebox. He'd reserved a whole shelf for it. Well, as long as it was out, he'd smoke a bowl. He had the bowl half packed with bud when he noticed the mess. He kind of remembered cleaning his dope tray before leaving to go shopping. Well, he kind of remembered stacking the bud and separating some stems and seeds from the pile. He was sure the pile was different. There was a lot more stems and seeds around it. He separated the trash from the pile then scraped it over toward the stem and seed pile. The seeds, he'd keep. He threw the stems into the trash. He was sitting in the computer room...Going on line...Surfin' for smut ! Then it came to him ! He'd had a visitor...He'd seen her ! He was staring at the ceiling, his head thrown back. He was laughing like a fool. She'd heard her parents talking shit about him ? Of course ! It would be her mother. Her father would offer little defense even though they'd been friends for years. He started laughing again. He wondered if she found it right away or if she searched the house first ? Did she fiddle with his computer ? He felt violated. Denton Easter had a lot of pornography on this machine. And a lot of the subjects were Lynn's age. Would she have searched for it ? Maybe found it ? The Trap Denton started taking walks in the afternoon, about the time high school let out. He reasoned that if she did it once, she'd do it again. This time she'd pay a price for the dope she stole...Or at least he'd scare the hell out of her. He narrowed down her routes of entry and exit. Every day, without failure, he drove those routes, always looking but never acknowledging that he saw anything. Two weeks and not a bit of his "cheese" was stolen. Maybe it was a one time thing ? Shit ! Maybe, it wasn't her at all ? Denton had to admit that being stoned from daylight to dark didn't do to much for one's short term memory. So maybe...Just maybe, it was his imagination ? He didn't think so. He was pretty careful with his dope..... .....Lynn's friends were bugging her every day. The dope she filched was so fucking good...All of her friends wanted to know if she could get some for them. Well, really just Sarah and Janey. They were the two Lynn shared the dope with and it was good. The best they could recall and the three of them had been smoking marijuana for over two years now, since they were twelve. Well, it had been just an "every so often" thing. Ok ! Ok ! The three of them had managed to buy a little from Sarah's brother every so often. And they'd only smoke it at a sleep-over; at Janey's house because her parents were always gone. Well, there were other things too but the three of them never talked about those things. They just happened. Anyway, now that they were high school freshman, dope was easier to get. They always tried to get it for their sleep-overs. Supply had been good this Fall. It was just that time, right after the Christmas break...Well, there was just none to be had. That's what drove Lynn to attempt her risky stunt. She really didn't want to do it again but had to admit that Mr. Easter's dope was the best she'd ever smoked. Lynn hadn't been totally truthful with Sarah and Janey. She'd told them she went with her parents to visit, was consigned to the computer room while the adults chatted...And just happened on a baggie of dope while she was fooling with his computer. They bought it but now wanted her to come up with a reason to visit again. Janey's parents were going out of town this weekend. Lynn's mom had already given her permission to spend the night. She could hardly wait. She was just about three blocks from Mr. Easter's house...Dangerous territory. It was all residential and the next car could be his. She hid whenever she saw one approach. It wasn't very hard; just walk up somebody's driveway and hide on their front porch or pretend to ring the doorbell. Here comes another one..... .....Denton had just turned the corner and wouldn't have noticed her if she hadn't turned to watch as he drove past the house where she was pretending to ring the doorbell. He was pretty fucking stoned and real tired of driving around like an idiot every day from two to four. Well, he wasn't sure it was her but two blocks later he turned left and started the ball rolling. It took him a little under ten minutes to get into position...And that was in a bushy corner of his backyard. Getting over the brick wall had not gone as well as it had in practice and Denton's knee hurt like hell where he'd scraped it coming over the wall. He looked down and found his jeans torn at the knee and blood was drooling out of the scrape just below his knee cap. He was gasping for breath and felt that anyone with ears could hear him a mile away. Every time he moved the ivy sounded like chains being dragged across cement. He crouched and waited..... .....Lynn breathed a sigh of relief. It was him. He was out of the house. She almost ran the rest of the distance to Mr. Easter's house. She was praying the dope would be in the same place. The jump over the gate went without a hitch and she crept along the side of the house on her way to the back patio. The door was open and she was in and out in under two minutes, running like the wind once she hit the sidewalk..... .....She was opening the door before Denton got sight of her. Then, he hesitated a tad bit two long. Shit ! What was he going to do with her ? He watched the young thing sprint out the door, disappearing around the corner of the house before he got to his feet...Got ready to move. He was pissed. He had to catch her inside. He moved slowly to the corner of the house and saw her running across the street. She was long gone ! He immediately stopped all the insane driving around he was doing. He stayed home. He'd make her commit. He was sure now. He'd counted the buds on the tray. There were three missing. He figured she ripped off two the first time. She was going to pay..... .....It was Friday night and Lynn was on her way to Janey's house to spend the night. Her friends were going to go bonkers over this. She'd kept it a secret all week. She didn't want any questions about how she got it. It was almost getting too easy. But it was free dope and real good "free" dope. Lynn wondered where he got it ? Janey and Sarah were waiting out front. It was almost dark. That was the plan...Have Janey and Sarah out front and then her mom wouldn't ask any questions...And all would be well... ...The three of them were gathered around the breakfast room table. Lynn's mom had driven away just four minutes ago. The three nuggets of marijuana were displayed on the table. Sarah had her pipe in her hand. "Is this the same shit as last time ?" "How the fuck would I know ? I don't actually get to talk with the guy very much. Shit ! Man, I'm just lucky to find it at his place. He just leaves it out. I'm sure some day...I'll strike out but he just leaves it around..." Lynn was hoping that would suffice. Janey was jumping up and down in her seat as Sarah carefully packed a nugget of marijuana into the bowl of her pipe. Around and around it went. The other two nuggets of marijuana remained on the breakfast room table as the girls wandered off into the front room to watch MTV..... .....The gyrations of the beach scene on the television were quite erotic. Young ladies and guys, half naked, prancing around some stage in Mexico. Loud rock music was blasting out of the television. Only the kitchen light was shinning into the front room. Lynn was sure it was going to happen. One of them would start playing with herself and the other two would follow suite. Pretty soon the three of them would be naked, playing with each other. No kissing, just touchy, feely. Most of the orgasms of Lynn Stewart's young life had come with her friend's hands between her legs, sliding their fingers in and out of her cunt like crazy. She enjoyed making her friends feel good, too ! She loved feeling the fat lips between Janey's legs. They almost sucked on her fingers as she pumped them in and out of her friend's fat, hairy cunt. And Sarah's tight, little hole was so much fun to finger. In the dim light Lynn could see movement at the end of the couch. Sarah was pulling off her jeans. She wasn't wearing any panties and Lynn could see her hairy snatch. Janey was between them and started pulling off her sweat pants. She had white panties on and a thatch of her blonde pubic hair was poking out of the crotch of her panties. Lynn started to unbutton her jeans and turned her attention back to the television. A young man in a jock strap type outfit was bumping and grinding. The camera zoomed in. It looked like he was getting a hardon. Sarah almost screamed. "God ! Look at his cock ! He's got a hardon !" The three of them started laughing. Sarah was already fingering herself. Janey had a hand down her panties. Lynn was struggling to pull her jeans and panties down. When her legs fell open she leaned back and let her fingers wander through her dark curls. While Sarah came close to having as much hair between her legs as she did, it really wasn't a contest. And Janey, not even close ! Lynn's pussy was moist and her finger was soon rubbing up and down her slit. It wouldn't be long and she'd let the finger slide up inside herself. By then she'd be crazy. The first time always came so fast, especially if she'd gone a couple of days without..... .....Denton Easter had just about given up hope. It had been six weeks, with no sight of Lynn. About the only thing he did was make sure he was home in the late afternoons, after school was out. For a couple of days he spied out the windows every once and a while, looking for her, but that stopped long ago. The noise made him freeze but he willed himself to move. He was out into the hall and looking toward the back door. It was wide open with just the screen closed. She was trying to look into the house, holding her hand up to her forehead. Denton flattened himself against the wall. He stopped breathing and easily heard the screen door coming open. One thousand one and he moved, with lightening speed and light feet, toward the back door. The front door was locked. That would force her deeper into the house when she bolted. Then what ? Denton didn't quite know yet, or care. He had to catch her first. She was perusing the bud, like a shopper would the produce in a grocery store. He slammed the back door closed. Lynn's heart stopped when the door slammed shut and she almost fainted when she turned and came face to face with Mister Easter. He was wearing a "T" shirt with a big picture of Bill Clinton and something about "Inhale to the Chief" written on it. "Caught you, bimbo. Now what are you going to do ? You might beat me out the front door ? But then again...You might not ?" Denton was still standing several feet away. She broke for the den. Denton went through the dinning room. He stood a couple of feet away as she fiddled with the lock. He clasped her upper arms but she broke away from him and ran down the hall toward the bedrooms. Denton slowly followed her. She was trapped. Checkmate Lynn's heart was pounding so hard she couldn't hear. She kept looking behind her as she struggled to move the bed away from the bedroom door to the patio. He must have planned this !? She was terrified of what else he might have planned. Where was he ? She was making little progress with the bed. She looked toward the door and there he was, closing the bedroom doors. She was trapped ! As he came toward her, Lynn climbed over the bed. He was laughing and Lynn was honestly scared. What the fuck was he going to do to her ? Mr. Easter lunged at her from across the bed so she bolted for the door. His hands were on her waist and he was dragging her back to the bed. "What're you going to do now, princess ? If I tell mommy and daddy, they'll lock you up and throw away the key." "Tell them what ? You ain't got shit !" Lynn looked over her shoulder as she fired back. He was sitting on the bed but had a firm grip on her waist. The back of his hands and his arms were coated with a thick pelt of dark hair. She got goose bumps. "Just remember, you asked for this." Lynn was yanked on top of the man and he was wrestling her around so she was pinned to the mattress. One of his hands was digging into her back pocket. She was struggling but to no avail. Nothing there, so he moved to the other back pocket. He seemed to squeeze her ass as he wiggled his hand into her pocket. Now he was wrestling her into another position. She felt conquered. She was totally vulnerable to his hand. He'd pinned her arms above her head and his legs were wrapped around her thighs. She could wiggle around like a snake and did for a few minutes. She ran out of steam and Mister Easter's hand slid right down into her right front pocket. Denton felt her panty line as he searched her pocket. This just might take some time. His penis was feeling frisky in the crotch of his jeans. He pushed the pocket up on to her mound and grabbed her crotch. "Oooohhhhh..." Lynn's body tensed up and jerked like electricity was flowing through her. Mister Easter's hand had grabbed at her crotch. His hand was out of that pocket and digging into the other one. He found the dope right off and ripped it out of her jeans. Maybe, he'd just been searching ? "And what is this, young lady ?" She was beat and just relaxed in his hold. When he rolled toward the night stand, Lynn made no effort to escape. Denton was pleased and was pretty sure that no good would come of her acquiescence...Although he still wasn't quite sure what he was going to do ? "Well, what are we going to do with you, thief ?" He still had his legs wrapped around her thighs. No sense in having to chase her down again. He rolled back with the pipe in his hand. He'd read on the internet that young ladies liked pipes more than joints. He torched up the bowl and squinted at her as she watched him. She looked very surprised, shocked in fact. Just what doctor Denton ordered ! He passed her the pipe and Lynn took a big hit off the stem. Denton smiled and Lynn burst out laughing. He encouraged her to take another drag. She did and this time didn't lose it. "Pretty good dope, huh ?" She was holding the pipe out to him. "No, go ahead. I had about five hits just before you arrived. I'm surprised you didn't smell it." Lynn was holding her breath, her chest puffed out. Mister Easter was staring at her breasts. She got goose bumps again. She wondered why she got goose bumps ? She thought about it as she took her third drag off the pipe. This shit was so smooth. She couldn't remember what she was thinking about and realized that Mister Easter was talking to her. The thought, that he couldn't rat her out anymore, never entered her mind. He was an adult. They never got the shit. He was taking the pipe from her. What was he talking about ? "As to your punishment, young lady." He was putting the pipe on the night stand. The bed was a huge, king size one. He dragged her to the center. She was like a bag of potatoes. Lynn started laughing when he dragged her toward the center of the bed. She kept laughing as he wrestled her into the position he had her in when he was searching her. The thought of his hands being able to touch her anywhere and she couldn't do anything about it...It scared her. What if he... Denton had her arms pinned above her head with one arm and his legs were snaked around the young thing's thighs. His other hand was free and he rested it on her stomach. She was staring at it. Denton was staring at her tits. Nice bumps in her blouse which was tucked right into her jeans. He was hoping she'd start laughing without him doing anything. "What are you going to do ?" Very little defiance in her voice now. He bridged his hand on her stomach and felt her tense up. "Why...Tickle you. What else, bimbo ?" Denton dug his hand into her waist and started wiggling his fingers about. Lynn bolted once...Twice and then burst out in laughter. This fed Denton and his hand wandered up her side, getting a good feel of a firm tit as he moved toward her underarm. He attacked and attacked, every once and a while rubbing his palm against her tit as he tickled her. She was filling the room with gales of laughter. Denton's penis had grown into a nice semi. He started humping her. She'd never know what he was doing !? She was bucking around like a cat on a hot tin roof. Lynn could hardly struggle. She was panting more than laughing. Mister Easter's hand was now between her legs, his fingers digging into the fat part of her thigh. She burst out laughing and burst into life. Mister Easter struggled to keep her still. Her blouse had come out of her jeans and her bare belly was showing. The more she struggled the more skin showed. She felt sexy, wrestling with him. She was positive he'd rubbed her breasts a couple of times on purpose. God ! His hand was so close to her sex. She struggled a bit more until she felt Mister Easter's hand against her crotch. They were staring at each other. He was still moving against her a bit, rubbing his now turgid cock against her hip. His hand was bold between her thighs. His thumb running up and down the crease of her sex. Lynn couldn't hold back. She was going to have an orgasm and started moving against him. Denton watched while the young lady's eyes clouded up and her head lolled to one side, against her shoulder. She made a noise, like a soft purring. He rotated his hand between her legs and her thighs spread apart. Denton kept grinding his cock against the young lady as he ravaged her crotch with the palm of his hand, his fingers digging into her meaty sex and scratching her open crotch. Lynn bucked up and moaned a throaty groan when Mister Easter's fingers started scratching around between her legs. Her hips were rotating around as he aroused her. She was going to cum again and this time she'd be out of control. His hand had grabbed her cunt; was squeezing it. She was bucking. "Oooohhhh ! Oooohhhhh ! Fuck ! Faster !" Denton Easter rubbed his hand up and down the teenager's spread crotch at the speed of light. The crotch of her jeans became hot to the touch. The little thing was cuming like a fire cracker and then it was on him. He wrapped his arms around the teenager and buried his face into her chest as his penis spurted glob after glob of sticky semen into his underwear..... Once is an Accident...Twice is a mishap .....The second time he caught her, they eclipsed events beyond their wildest fantasies. Denton hesitated a bit after he first spied her...Hesitated until he heard the back door open. He'd been in the computer room, surfing for smut. He'd seen her through the window, rounding the corner. She was dressed in a skirt and blouse, wearing a back pack. He checked his watch as he leaned against the wall. Ten days since he caught her the last time. Shit ! She's sure taking her time... ...Lynn could hardly wait to visit him again. She was home...Had been taking her clothes off that night...The night after he caught her that first time...It was then that she found the baggie of dope rolled up in her cuffs. It was way more than she would have stolen. God ! She was so embarrassed ! She'd cum about a dozen times. He just kept rubbing her pussy, faster and faster. She was out of control at the end...When he came. She could feel his boner rubbing against her hip and thigh... ...Today was perfect. Lynn was out of class early because of a teacher seminar or some such thing. Her mother didn't mention it to her this morning on the way to school...So she must have forgotten about it...And today was her late day anyway. So she had a lot of "free" time. Mister Easter's house was like a magnet. For more dope or more "rough housing" ? She wasn't sure...Maybe, she just wanted to get high ? She could do that at home but it was more fun with someone else. And Mister Easter was close. Closer to school anyway. Maybe, she'd ask him for a ride home this time ? He offered the last time. She'd turned him down. The stain on his jeans scared her. She'd already decided that if he wasn't home or she couldn't get into the house...Well, she'd wait on the patio. But the door was open and Lynn quickly slipped into the kitchen. The dope was no where to be seen. She listened and heard nothing. Maybe he wasn't home ? Denton softly closed the door and found her sitting at his breakfast room table. She smiled at him. "Pretty good shit, huh ?" Lynn nodded her head up and down. He laughed out loud as he moved over to the table and sat down. Silence filled the breakfast nook. "Wanna get high ?" Denton was fishing. While he thought she came for dope...Maybe...Just maybe ? He smiled when she nodded her head. She was still a little leery. He was behind the refrigerator door, rustling around with the tray. Lynn was still scared shitless. What if he wanted to go all the way ? Maybe, she should split after she gets high ? Yea ! That was a good plan ! After she asks him for a little ? Offers to pay him ? She'd think about it while she was getting high !? Denton sat back down in front of his tray and asked Lynn to fix soft drinks. She got up to pour the soda as he packed his pipe. He could feel his cock thicken in his sweat pants. He flexed it. The next time he got up it would show. He watched her bend over and pick out the soda. He almost got a peek at her panties. His boner jumped in his sweats. Lynn was sitting across from him when he lit the pipe. She reached half way across the table when it was her turn. Eager...Hungry...Probably a little of both. Denton became more and more convinced she wanted to do more than just get high. And it was early...Just one o'clock...She stayed until five the last time. God ! He'd never forget those two hours, her squirming around as she came...Fuck ! She must have cum a dozen times ! Denton had quite a boner in his sweat pants when he spoke. "Aaah...You ditchin' school ?" Lynn was taking a huge hit off the pipe and Denton couldn't take his eyes of the teenager's chest. Tennis ball size mounds pressed against her dress. Her eyes slowly opened and she started laughing. Denton joined her. "Aaah...Yea...I ditched school to come over here and get high with you, Mister Easter." "Yea...That was a pretty stupid question." Silence engulfed the breakfast nook. Denton got up to get some more soda. His hardon had wilted. Still he noticed Lynn take a glance at his crotch. He remembered the embarrassment when he came in his jeans the last time. Her request surprised him. "Mister Easter. I want to buy some. I've got twenty bucks." It all poured out. It sounded weak and he pounced on it. "Oh ! Yea ! And you get busted by your parents or worse the cops and I spend the rest of my life behind bars. Fuck you, bimbo ! I just gave you the dope the last time because you were a good sport about the tickling. I don't want to supply you with dope. Get your own connection. I'm not it !" Lynn smiled at him. He smiled back at her. There it was out in the open. He felt better. He'd been scared shitless for a couple of days after the last time but that was long lost in the fog of marijuana smoke that was hovering over the breakfast table. If she stayed now...Well, it was her choice. Lynn picked up the pipe and ran a lighter over the bowl as she sucked. Denton was positive she was going to stay. He sat back and waited his turn. "You know I could rip you off, old man ! And I wouldn't rat you out. That's for sure..." Lynn was staring at him. If she'd told her parents about the last time, she wouldn't be sitting here today...Close to scoring. She was sure of it. And pretty sure he was going to give it to her for nothing. Well, at least nothing she minded doing. Denton squinted at her through the smoke as he took a big hit. He held out the pipe and captured her wrist when she took it. "Yea ? How's that ?" He was holding her wrist rather tightly and it hurt her. She struggled a bit and he let her go. "Rip me off again and tickling will be the least of your worries !" She laughed. She was taunting him. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Lynn wondered what he would do to prod her along, without becoming way too obvious. She was pretty sure he wouldn't just come out and ask her to fool around. He couldn't hold it in. It was a control thing. "Spank your ass, bimbo...And you'll have a hard time sitting after I'm through with you." "You wouldn't dare, old man !" She was thrusting her face out toward him, asserting herself. He leaned over the table toward her. "Try me, bimbo. I'd like nothing better than to tan your tight, little ass." Lynn's neck and arms sprouted goose bumps in the thousands. She grabbed at the pile of bud and twisted out of her seat before Denton sprang into action. He captured her at the front door as she struggled to get the door open. She shrieked when he picked her up by the waist and the buds, she ripped off, fell to the floor. "You might be able to crawl over and get them before you leave ?" Denton chuckled a wicked little chuckle as he carried the young thing over toward the couch. She was kicking her feet back and forth but not making a sound. Lynn was flushed and getting hotter by the second. He was for sure going to raise her skirt and when he saw the panties he'd know. He was kicking the coffee table away from the couch. She was actually scared he was going to spank her. Denton still wasn't sure what he was going to do ? He was just short of believing he could do anything with her...Was wildly excited by that prospect but wasn't one hundred percent sure. He had to be sure. He'd arranged her across his lap. She was hardly struggling. "You won't do it ?" It sounded feeble. He rubbed her ass. As soon as he touched her butt, she clenched her cheeks. "It'll hurt more if you tighten up." He laughed but had no intention of spanking her. His penis was coming alive in his sweat pants. She'd feel it before he started. Lynn wiggled around a little more. She was positive now. He had a hardon. This wasn't going to be like any spanking she'd ever had before. His hand was still resting on her butt. God ! He gave her ass a nice firm squeeze and she felt his penis lurch below her. Denton knew he couldn't just hold her on his lap. Pretty soon he'd be humping her like a dog in heat. He grabbed the hem of her skirt and raised it above her waist, fully expecting to see a pair of white undies. "Bare ass would really teach..." All time froze. It was out in the open. Instead of being greeted with a panty covered bottom, Denton feasted his eyes on Lynn's bare ass cheeks. She'd borrowed one of Sarah's thongs. The strap cut right between the cheeks of her ass. She knew she was making the strap wet where it ran between the lips of her vagina. She could no longer hold still and started wiggling around on Denton's lap. Denton put his hand on the teenager's bare ass and stroked it. The sound came from Lynn and it was from deep in her chest. Denton spread her legs and ran his hand up to cup her cunt. This time it was a groan and Denton's cock poked into the young girl's belly. He arched it up and ground it against her. She made another sound and Denton was lost in lust. His hand spread her legs further and felt the pelt of her pubic hair. His fingers dug into her meat and started tracing the lips of her cunt. Her cunt hair was damp and she had much more hair than Denton imagined. His other hand was on the small of her back and he was grinding a full on boner into her belly. He could feel the slickness of her opening and rubbed his fingers up and down her slit. Lynn was about to have an orgasm. This was so much better than it was with her friends. She wondered if it was because it was like he was forcing her. She was pretty sure he knew she liked it ? He was starting to rub her pussy. She wanted him to stick his finger in her. Denton had to slow down a bit or he'd be fucking the young thing's brains out. His finger was half in her and she was so tight. She was more than wet. She was juicy. He started pumping his finger in and out of her. Her butt was arched up in the air and his hand was making noise as he finger fucked her. Lynn was cuming again. Her butt arched up in the air above Denton's lap, his hand doing it's magic between her legs. She tried to hold it in but it came out anyway. "Oooohhhhhh...God ! Faster...Please, Mister Easter !" It was a high pitched squeal and drove Denton wild. He'd spread Lynn's legs and was driving his finger in and out of her cunt like a battering ram. She was arching her ass constantly until she rolled off his lap on to the floor. 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