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Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Thief
Part: 2 of 2
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Summary:
Keywords: (Mf+ oral anal group experimentation)
Language: English
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@(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 Two
(Mf+ oral anal group experimentation)
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
The Joint Venture
It scared her when she landed on the floor. It was like she didn't know
how she got there. Mister Easter was still sitting on the couch. She could
see the pole of his hardon tenting his sweat pants.
Denton was staring at her crotch. Her skirt was still up around her waist
and her hairy, little snatch was right there. He slid to the floor and moved
over closer to her. Her blouse had come out of the waist band of her skirt.
Her belly was bare. He stroked her. She slithered around on the carpet. She
was looking right into his face.
"Did you cum ?" His other hand moved to her wet cunt and began
rubbing her.
Her eyes closed and she rolled her head before she answered. "Yea...About
a dozen times." He slid a finger into her. She moaned and thrust her crotch
up at his hand. Denton started fingering her. She was staring into his face
as he ravaged her crotch. She was up on her heels with her back arched,
pumping her hips at the finger that was fucking in and out of her.
"Come on, baby...Cum !" Denton couldn't believe how tight she was. This
bimbo was out of control. She'd do anything he wanted. He pumped his finger
faster. She was there. Her eyes squeezed shut, mouth slack and breathing
like a sprinter.
"Omigod ! Ooooohhhhh ! Fuck !" Denton wasn't sure she said it last
week. It happened so fast and he was so stoned...Well beyond lust. Today, he
was sure. He fingered her faster and didn't let up until she had collapsed
back on to the floor.
Her cunt was a mess of goo and Denton massaged it. Her bra was showing at
the bottom of her blouse. The blouse was damn near up around her neck. He
slid a little closer.
"My turn, bimbo." She giggled. His boner was still visible in his sweat
pants. She wanted to see it, feel it. Make him jerk around like he did last
time when he dry fucked her.
Denton took her wrist and guided her hand to his cock. She was eager and
grabbed a good handful when he pressed her hand against him. He started
unbuttoning her blouse with one hand while making sure her slimy, little cunt
stayed that way with the other. She was squeezing his cock and Denton started
to hump her hand, his finger stirring around in her again.
Abruptly he leaned back and thrust his hips off the carpet. "Pull'em
down, Lynn." She hesitated only a second or two then gave Denton a wicked
little grin before grabbing at the waist of his sweat pants and yanking them
down over his hips. His boner wagged around as she pulled his sweats down.
She laughed.
Denton laughed, too. As soon as his pants were down around his thighs he
lay next to her and started ravaging her crotch again. Lynn took the hint and
got a good handful of the hard cock between them. After Mister Easter guided
her hand for several strokes, she was on her own. Lynn was a quick learner
and was soon polishing Denton's pole like a champ.
Denton was close, had the teenager's bra pushed up around her neck and was
sucking on the tiny, light brown areolae and nipple of Lynn's right breast.
Her hand was driving him crazy and he was humping like a dog in heat. Her
pussy was a mess of cunt butter. He was using his thumb on her, pumping it in
and out of her like crazy. Lynn was cuming about every minute or so as he
started rubbing her asshole while he thumb fucked her tight, teenage cunt.
Her hand was milking him and OH ! Shit ! Here it came.
It scared the shit out of Lynn. The first spurt flew right up her arm and
then it was all over her hand. A mess...Shit ! It was on her skirt. Denton
was getting up. He saw the semen on her skirt. He was up and heading to the
kitchen to get something to clean her skirt. His cock was flopping around,
all wet and small, sweats still around his knees.
Lynn looked sexy as hell when he got back into the front room. Her skirt
was still up around her waist, baring her pussy. It looked wet from all the
way over here. Both of her breasts were bare and her nipples were still
stiff. He knelt next to her and began to work on her skirt with a wet rag.
He wanted to start touching her again. She was half naked. He looked at
his watch. Four-thirty...Fuck ! Where did the time go ? "I've got to get
you home, young lady." Lynn giggled and ran her hand up Denton's thigh until
she could grab at the head of his dick. He jumped and raised his hand as if
he was going to spank her. They both started cracking up.
In for a Penny...
Two weeks went by. Denton was convinced she was hot for the fucking
around. Fuck ! She was humping his hand the last time. Why wasn't she
stopping by ? Denton Easter had a raging hardon every morning, thinking of
Lynn lying on the floor with her legs spread and her pussy all wet and gooie.
He wished he was filling the young teenager's tight twat with the loads he was
blowing down the drain.....
.....Lynn Stewart still couldn't sit down for long periods. The Friday
following her last trip to Mister Easters, she and her friends got caught
smoking dope at Janey's house. Janey's parents were gone and eight of them
ended up at juvi until their parents picked them up. The only one who didn't
fall in the shit was Sarah. Her mother and father never seemed concerned
about what she did.
Lynn had tried to call several times but was never able to reach
him...Didn't want to leave a message. She was waiting to use the phone. She
was allowed to make one phone call a day. Well, she'd been able to sneak in a
few extra...To Mister Easter...Where was he ? He was probably pissed she
hadn't dropped by...Probably thought she was using him...Ratting him
out...Whatever !? She heard her mother talking about a weekend shopping trip.
Lynn was all ears. Her grounding didn't end until Summer. That was months
away. God ! She was horny.....
.....Lynn's shorts were down around her ankles and her hand was a blur
between her legs. The fear that Mister Easter wouldn't be home this weekend
ruined her orgasm and she struggled to pull her shorts up when she heard her
mother coming up the stairs.
Lynn was sure her mother smelled the sex in the room when she "checked up"
on her. "I'm going shopping in Barstow on Saturday. Want to come along,
honey ?"
"No thanks, mom. I've got too much school work."
Time dragged. Lynn was scared to death that Mister Easter would be
gone...Out of town...Who knows ? Who cares ? Oh ! Fuck ! That little bitch
Sarah was having a sleep-over this weekend...Janey was getting to go. Lynn
didn't even ask her parents and was pissed when her friends asked her to get
some of Mister Easter's dope for them. She was no longer thinking of fooling
around with her friends.....
.....She willed herself to remain still and breath regularly. Her mother
was looking in on her before she left for California...For the day ! Lynn
felt the hand on her shoulder. "I'm going, honey. You better not get caught
with one toe outside the house while I'm gone or I'll have your dad paddle
your ass again when he gets home. Study hard." Her mother left the room
after patting her shoulder and Lynn stayed in bed until she heard the garage
door come back down. She rushed to the window and watched her mother drive
down the block until she disappeared.
Three rings. "Hello."
"Mister Easter..." She was breathless. "Know who it is ?"
"Yea..."
"Gonna be home this morning ?"
"Yea..."
"See you..." The phone went dead. Lynn was rushing out of the house and
soon sprinting down the sidewalk.
Denton rushed to the bathroom and started the hot water running. She
couldn't be getting a ride. It'd be half an hour before she showed. He
started lathering his face; his cock coming alive, but still dangling down on
his testicles.....
.....Denton met her on the patio. She looked fucking "A" great. White
"T" shirt, white shorts and tennies to match...So clean looking, her light
brown hair done up in a pony tail with a bright red ribbon tied around it.
"Long time no see, stranger."
"Yea...Sorry..." Denton's crotch came alive. "...I was going to bring
you some stuff. We were having a smoke off but Janey wouldn't let us smoke
inside and the neighbors called the cops. We all got busted...Went to jail.
The whole thing, man. I'm grounded forever. The only reason I'm here..."
Denton felt uncomfortably warm on the porch and looked around to make sure
no one was peeking into his yard. His paranoia went into overdrive. He
certainly hoped the teenager wasn't talking about what he thought she was
talking about.
"Whao...Slow down, Lynn. Come on inside. You got to tell me about this
shit. Did you get caught with my stuff ?" Denton had given her close to an
eighth of an ounce before driving her home the last time. The pin pricks of
fear were covering his back.
Lynn saw the fear on his face as soon as she sat down at the breakfast
room table. She felt bad. Exactly what he said would happen...Happened. She
got caught. Her rear end was just well enough to sit on without wincing.
"Sorry, Mister Easter. You were right. I got busted. And boy did they
want to know where I got the shit. A friend of mine said it was hers. But
listen to this. We were having a smoke off with four different kinds and
yours was voted number one...Numero uno !"
Denton couldn't help but laughing at the expression on her face. She was
looking forward to telling her "smoking buddy." He wondered how he'd get her
pants off today ? He was getting high just thinking about her...Naked !
He knew how to make that happen. All they needed to do was climb into
that magical land he visited so often. She was telling him how her father
beat the "livin' shit outta her ass." His penis lurched in his shorts. He
hadn't worn any underwear and his cock was eager to get out in the open.
Denton was pissed her parents hadn't asked his expert opinion on Lynn's
predicament. The girls were going to court next month and were all using the
same lawyer. Community service...She was sure that's what they would get.
Denton was back into hyper paranoia. His cock had swiveled up to the size of
a large peanut.
Lynn reached across the table and grabbed his hands. "Let's get high. I
can stay until three and be super safe. I'm grounded until grades come out.
I have to get a three point. Piece of cake." Denton was starting to think
with his dick again. "My dad's hunting in Colorado and my mom's shopping at
that mall place in California. Don't worry about the trial thing. A friend
of mine got busted last year and got off easy like that. She just told the
judge that she bought it from a guy at the mall. Don't worry, Mister Easter."
Denton was packing the bowl. "I don't think you should take any home with
you today."
She was taking a super hit. Her eyes were still closed, her chest puffed
out. Her breasts looked bigger today. She caught him staring at her tits.
"Duuuh..."
Denton felt stupid. They smoked in silence for about two hits apiece.
They were staring at each other when she let it out. "My dad really whipped
my ass good...Bare ass...Made me take my jeans and panties down, then bend
over a kitchen chair. Used a yard stick on my butt. I'm just able to sit
down normal like. Nothing like the one you gave me." She was smiling at him.
Denton's cock lurched in his shorts. He could hardly hold her stare. She
wanted it. What was stopping him ? He hesitated and the moment was lost.
She was up and going toward the icebox.
"Can I get something to drink ?" He just nodded his head and watched the
teenager bend at the waist to get the coke...Such a tight, little ass.
"Well...What are we going to do all day ?" He blurted it out.
Lynn was sure he would have come on to her by now. This wasn't as easy as
the last time. Maybe, because he wasn't giving her any dope ? Truth was
Mister Easter was the farthest thing from her mind while her dad was giving
her fourteen swats...One for each year. Her mom even watched and it made her
feel creepy. Almost like her mom liked seeing her cry...And she did cry, a
lot. It hurt like hell !
She'd tried thinking of last Summer and Sarah's brother. He'd taken her
virginity out on Janey's patio. Shit ! She wasn't even naked. He just
pulled her bathing suit bottoms down and forced it into her from behind. He
didn't have to force very hard. Lynn's cunt was used to two or three fingers
and Eddy wasn't that large...Now Mister Easter...Not much longer than Eddy's
but fat as a sausage.
She looked back at him. She was going to ask him if he wanted a coke ?
He was staring at her ass. She straightened up. He looked into her face and
smiled. The pipe started around again. Time crawled. Denton found himself
looking at her breasts. Lynn knew he was looking and was just about to ask
him to pack another bowl.
...In for a Pound
"Come on, bimbo. I've got something to show you." Denton was up and
heading for the back part of the house. Lynn followed and was sure he would
maneuver her into a bedroom and then it would begin. She was excited as she
followed him down the hall.
Denton did lead her to a bedroom but it wasn't for what Lynn thought it
would be. He carefully closed the door after she entered and then pulled a
dresser drawer unit in front of the door, sealing them in the room. All of a
sudden Lynn didn't feel quite as comfortable as she did in the kitchen.
Denton was down on his knees. When he got to his feet again, he was
pulling the wall up out of the floor. The wall swung up and attached to a
hook in the ceiling fan. The room was bathed in the light from about
twenty-five florescent bulbs. They were attached to a frame. The frame was
attached to a pulley. Below the lights was a forest of green. The plants
ranged from about three to four feet and now Lynn could smell them. She also
heard the electric motors that were running the pumps that were pushing the
water through the hydroponic farm Mister Easter had set up in the closet space
between two bedrooms. Lynn was speechless, spellbound by the sight before
her.
Mister Easter was talking, "...a soul and I'll shoot you myself. No shit,
bimbo ! I'm not fucking kidding. You're the only person I've ever shared any
of this with; so if the shit hits the fan..." Just the sound of electric
motors filled the room.
"The smell gets pretty bad so I installed a swamp cooler right above the
growing area. When they start budding I open that hole in the roof and suck
the air out of the growing area and direct it straight above the house. I
also perfume the water and that cuts down on the smell a whole lot..." Denton
went on and on about the techniques he used. Lynn was just staring at the
plants.
There must have been at least twenty of them. She wondered how much weed
he got...What ? Every month...Every year ? Shit ! Lynn just smoked it...Had
no idea how to grow it. Mister Easter was one smart guy !
The two of them were sharing the bowl while walking down the hall. Denton
didn't allow any smoking near the growing area. Lynn noticed Mister Easter
staring at her rear end when she turned to pass him the pipe.
They were just coming into the front room. Denton was keeping a good eye
on Lynn's nice, tight butt. He knew she'd caught him coming down the hall.
His penis was loud in his brain. He reached out and took a hold of her upper
arms.
"I should paddle your ass myself for you being so stupid...Getting
caught."
Goose bumps broke out all over Lynn's arms and shoulders. She looked back
at him. He was grinning. She sassed back. "Maybe, you ought to..." That
short exchange transported them both all the way to never-never land. The fun
was about to begin.
Denton's grin got wider. "I don't think we'll need a kitchen chair. The
coffee table ought to do." It was much lower than the kitchen chair her dad
used to paddle her ass at home. He was maneuvering Lynn through the front
room. Her butt would be way up in the air and totally exposed. Lynn felt her
nipples start to harden, tiny pricks of desire growing on her breasts.
Denton stepped away from her. She was standing about a foot away from the
low lying table. "Pull your shorts down, Lynn." Denton was in command and
had no doubt that Lynn would pull her shorts down.
Lynn didn't even flinch. Her shorts were pooled around her ankles.
"Panties too, honey." Denton was getting hard. Lynn's "T" shirt covered
about half of her ass but her panties were lying on top of her shorts,
stretched around her ankles.
"Palms on the coffee table, bimbo." His cock was about half hard and
getting stronger every passing moment. When she bent over, her "T" shirt rode
up over her hips and her ass was right fucking there ! Denton had to slow his
breathing rate. He wanted to yank his shorts down and shove his cock right
between the cheeks of her butt and fuck the living shit out of her.
Lynn felt more exposed than she'd ever felt in her life. Her legs were
about a foot apart and she felt that he could see everything...Right up inside
her. She didn't think for a moment that he'd spank her. Any moment she knew
she'd feel his hard bone against her skin. He was probably pulling his shorts
off now.
Denton put his foot on her underwear and pushed her clothes to the floor.
"Step out of them, Lynn." She had to wiggle her ass around to get her tennis
shoes clear of her shorts and panties. Denton reached forward and cupped her
furry pussy from behind.
Lynn froze and let out a little moan. She could feel his fingers
exploring her. She shook her other leg out of her clothing and felt his
finger slide between the lips of her vagina.
"Ooooohhhh..." Denton's fingers became bolder between the teenager's
legs. Her pubic hair was thick and curly. Her cunt was moist. His finger
was sliding up and down her slit. She was getting wetter and Denton knew that
soon his finger would be fucking her. He knew that more than his finger was
going to fuck her ! He was sure of it !
Lynn had her eyes closed and was imagining Mister Easter pulling his
shorts down with the hand that wasn't between her legs. "Oh ! God ! Hurry
and put your finger in me !" Lynn wasn't sure whether she said it or thought
it but his finger was digging into her. Her cunt was parting and allowing the
invader to slip into her hole. He was fucking her. Lynn started panting.
Denton was fingering the teenager about twice as fast as he had the last
time and she was shoving her butt back against his hand. She wanted to fuck !
Denton was sure. His other hand had found his prick and was massaging it. He
could see the peach fuzz on the back of her thighs and before he knew it he
was on his knees with his face about an inch from Lynn's ass, watching his
finger sliding in and out of her cunt.
Denton was prying the teenager's buns apart, a hand on each cheek. Her
cunt lips spread a bit, her asshole stretched a little. Her anus was almost
hairless with just a down of hair close to the hole. The area between her
cunt and asshole was hairless but a few strands of her brown pubic hair were
plastered there.
Lynn knew he was staring at her private parts. It didn't bother her. She
was way too excited to be bothered. She could feel his breath on her exposed
crotch and then she knew. He was going to lick her, suck her...Mister Easter
was going to eat her cunt...Something she'd never experienced. She pushed her
butt back into his face.
Denton was about to swipe at her exposed crotch when the teenager pushed
her butt back into his face. Therefore, Denton missed her cunt but ended up
reaming his tongue into her asshole.
Lynn tensed up and spoke through her legs. "That's my asshole !"
Denton strengthened his grip on her hips and hissed at her.
"Shussssssssshhhh" It sounded funny as Denton now had his tongue buried
deep in the teenager's butt hole.
After tasting that orifice, Denton moved down to Lynn's cunt and tormented
the teenager until her legs buckled. She sat right in his lap and there was
no doubt he had a hardon. Lynn giggled and jumped off of Denton's lap. He
captured her as she attempted to crawl over the coffee table.
On to her back she went. Her legs came apart easily and Denton dove right
in. Her cunt was spread wide and pink in a triangle of brown, curly pubic
hair. The hair around her hole was drenched in saliva and cunt butter.
Denton spread her lips further apart with his tongue as he drove the tip up
into the sheath at the top of her vagina. He screwed his tongue around,
batting her clitoris around with his effort and the young thing went off
again.
Lynn's hips were roaming around the top of the coffee table. She was
desperately trying to capture Mister Easter's tongue with her pussy. She
never believed she could cum so much and so often. He was licking between the
cheeks of her ass and now he was reaming his tongue into her asshole again.
Lynn bucked up into her face and Denton rode the young thing until she stopped
moving about on the coffee table.
The Deal is Sealed...
Denton's jaw was sore. Lynn was spread before him, her cunt clearly
visible...All pink and slick with their juices. Denton wiped his mouth with
his "T" shirt sleeve. His cock was a forgotten party to the events just
finished. Lynn's head was lolling off the other side of the coffee table.
Lynn could hardly raise herself but finally got an elbow under herself.
Mister Easter was wiping his face with his "T" shirt sleeve. She noticed that
her nipples were making bumps in her "T" shirt, through her bra even. Mister
Easter was looking into her face.
"Care to trade places ?" Denton thought it sounded like a cool thing to
say.
Lynn didn't say a word. Took the phrase literally and started to get up.
Denton grabbed her by the hips and used them to rise to his feet. "Don't
move, Lynn. This'll work." There was already a lump in his shorts and the
teenager was staring at it. Denton flexed it.
Lynn laughed. Denton chuckled and in one movement stripped his shorts
off. His cock was surrounded by a thick tangle of dark, black pubic hair. It
grew out on to his thighs and up his belly where it disappeared under his "T"
shirt. His penis was staring at her face, like a one eyed snake.
Denton flexed again. Lynn didn't laugh but instead took a hold of the
live penis bobbing before her. It took her just a moment or two before she
picked up right where she was the last time, stroking Mister Easter's dick.
It was more fun, getting to watch it.
Denton lifted his "T" shirt off over his head. He was naked and wished
the teenager would suck on his cock on her own. He was hard as stone in her
hand. She hadn't taken her eyes off it once she started jacking him off.
Denton reached for her "T" shirt and Lynn helped him strip her. Her nipples
were erect and small little knobs on her white breast meat.
"Suck me, Lynn." Denton surprised himself. Lynn went for it and buried
about three inches of Mister Easter's dick in her mouth. His hands went to
her head and he started fucking her face. Lynn kept her hands wrapped around
the base of his dick and Denton could just start to feel the back of her
throat with the head of his dick.
Lynn never thought about what to do with the three or four spurts of semen
that flooded her mouth. Most of Denton's spunk ended up on the carpet and
Lynn's chin was slick with it. She was attempting to lick it off herself and
Denton was light headed. His cock was dangling down on his balls and looked
drained.
Lynn was leaning back on her hands, her breasts and cunt bare for all to
see. She felt sexy with his semen dribbling off her chin. His cock looked
nothing like it had a few moments ago when she was sucking him like crazy. He
was making crazy sounds and then he went crazy...Like he was dancing in front
of her. She was proud of her accomplishment.
She was still there, legs spread and all, when he got back with the pipe.
Denton helped her up and took her hand as he lead the way to the bedroom.
Forty-five minutes later she was riding his dick like a jockey after spending
about twenty minutes licking his cock. The first twenty minutes were spent
deciding how they should address each other. Denton was getting tired of the
"Mister Easter" shit...Although at times it made him involuntarily flex his
penis.
They settled on "Bimbo" and "Old Man." And then the licking began. It
took a while and she was the aggressor but Denton could care less by then. He
was pinching himself. This couldn't be real !?
Lynn was beginning to sweat. The "old man" wasn't moving a bit. She
hadn't even asked. When he was hard enough she just threw her leg over his
hips and guided his hard dick to her cunt. It went right in and Fucking ! A !
Did it feel good ! Her hips started stirring the dick around in her belly. It
was slippery and hard.
She tried bouncing up and down on it for a while and then pumping her rear
end back and forth on it. That's when she noticed that she was sweating. It
was coming from her arm pits and rolling down her rib cage. Her bangs were
plastered to her forehead. The "old man" was smiling up at her, staring at her
tits as they bounced around on her chest.
Denton reached up and cupped the teenagers tits. He could feel her
nipples poking into his palms. He started thrusting, knowing the end was
near. She was breathing raggedly and then it started. Her butt was slapping
against his thighs. He started to thrust up into the bouncing crotch over his
loins, driving his cock deep into the teenager's belly. He kept thrusting.
She kept bouncing and then it was over.
Lynn didn't remember the end. She was lying on his chest. His chest hair
was wet. He was still in her. He was still hard. She squeezed herself and
felt him move inside her. Her cunt still tingled and she could feel goose
bumps all over her lower back and the back of her thighs...The clock on the
night stand proclaimed three-thirty. Oh ! Fuck ! She had to go !
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