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From: Rachael Ross <rache18us@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} About Jennifer (rache18us@yahoo.com) F/f, rape, NC, snuff
Date: Wed, 28 May 2003 16:10:02 -0400
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Disclaimer: I wrote it, pretty much forgot about it afterwards. It's
for adults only, don't repost without props. you know.

Some people will be attracted by the female raping a female theme. But
there is snuff in this, so be aware. It could have been a love story,
but I was looking one day at growing up. Changing. Never being young
again and chances missed in my life and relationships with my family.
That is what this story is about, self-loathing and a desire to exact
revenge on time. I just needed a younger me to bear the brunt of my
anger.

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About Jennifer
by
Rache


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I have a fixation about myself. And growing older. I am 16 and I love
the way I am. I liked me even better when I was 11 or 12. I used to
look at myself all the time. I would lock myself in the upstairs
bathroom and sit on the floor naked. I used a round hand mirror to
check out my body. I still do it.

We have full length mirror on the back of the door too and I like to
press my naked body against it and kiss myself. I lick the glass with
my tongue and close my eyes. I'm 5'3" 100lbs. My hair is long and
straight and dark. I have kinda small boobs but I like them like that
and when I push them against the mirror I wish I had a twin sister.

I like my body so much it gets me in trouble because I want to be with
girls like me. Or younger than me. I have a bf and he's ok. we go out
and have sex sometimes but I get mostly horny thinking about younger
girls.

I babysit sometimes for different people and one girl I baby-sit i
like a lot. And I want to write about her because I haven't seen her
in awhile and I'm so horny right now I can't help thinking about her.
She's 11 so it's not really babysitting. I just go over to her house
and watch her when her parents go out.

her name is Jennifer, but everybody calls her Jen. She's skinny and
tall, as tall as me almost. Jen's hair is black and she ties it back
in a long ponytail. I love to brush her hair for her. I sit behind her
when we watch tv brushing her hair and I tell her how pretty she is.
She's more like my best friend even though she's so small. We always
have fun together and I think I lover her because I always think about
her.

Once, when we were watching Casablanca, Jen asked me why people always
kiss so long on tv. I told her they were frenching but she didn't know
what I meant. When I told her they were putting their tongues in each
other's mouths she laughed and didn't believe me. I swore it was true
and people did it all the time. She asked me if I did it and I said
yeah, I loved it. We talked and laughed some more about weird stuff
like french kissing but the whole time I just wanted to kiss her. I
didn't know how to say it though cause I know she wouldn't understand.

A couple weeks later I was at her house again, watching her and we
were talking. I was doing her toes, painting them a real bright blue
cause she likes that color. We started talking about kissing again and
I don't remember what we were saying but I do remember suddenly
looking up at her and saying I could show her if she didn't how nice
it was.

Jen wasn't too sure about me kissing her. But it was better than doing
it with a boy she said. I just laughed and told Jen to wait a couple
years. Boys were ok sometimes. So Jen sat there while I put away the
nail polish. My heart was thumping hard in my chest and I couldn't
believe what I was about to do. Jen was only 11 and another girl, but
I wanted her more than anything in my life. She sat very still on her
bed while I got close to her. I put my arms around her and pulled her
forward gently whispering how it was ok, just practising right? Jen
nodded a little and closed her eyes. I touched my lips to hers and she
pursed them a little and held her breath.

I think I was holding mine too. I pulled my lips away and told her to
relax. I did this all the time with my boyfriend. I told her we were
best friends so this was ok, even better than with a boyfriend. Jen
nodded again but didn't say anything. I pulled her a little closer
until my breasts were against her flat chest. Both of us were dressed
but my nipples were suddenly hard and aching. I put my mouth on Jen's
again and this time I used the tip of my tongue to part her lips. I
was holding her really tight now and I couldn't help but push my
tongue hard into her mouth.

I could feel Jen's body stiffen and she pushed softly as if to get
away. I don't know what was coming over me though. I couldn't let her
go. I held her tightly, my hand holding her mouth to mine as I
explored her hot little mouth with my tongue. She was scared and I
knew I should stop, but I didn't. Jen's tongue was moving too, like
fighting mine. I teased it with my tongue and tried to suck it between
my lips.

I was moving my other hand up and down Jen's back. I slipped it
underneath her sweater and felt the warm smooth skin of her back. I
slid my hand along her ribs and between to feel her small 11-year-old
breasts under my palm. She tried to push me away again and this time I
let her. Both of us were breathing heavily and I still had my hand
under her sweater, squeezing what little breast there was. 

She pushed my hand away and looked at me with scared little girl eyes.
I don't like it Rache, she told me. Please stop, don't do it anymore.
I smiled at her and told her I loved her. I told her how beautiful she
was and how much I wanted her to be happy. But I told her I couldn't
stop. We'd gone to far. I pinched her nipple hard, cruelly and she
jumped a little and cried out.

I pushed Jen on her back and lay down on top of her. I was kissing her
again and she was turning her beautiful face to one side and then the
other. I slapped her, SMACK! once, twice...Three times, telling her to
be good. I pulled my blouse off over my head so my boobs were bare. My
bubblegum nipples were hard and I wanted her to feel them. To suck
them. I wanted to press my body on hers. I reached down and pulled her
sweater off. Jen was crying and telling me to stop in a little girl
voice.

She was so beautiful lying there, naked from the waist up. I lay on
top of her. My hard nipples burning against her boyish chest. I told
her to kiss me. Kiss me or I'll hit you again I told her. She stopped
struggling so much and I put my mouth on hers. I could taste her tears
and a little snot from her runny nose. I kissed her softly, deeply.
Tasting every bit of her mouth while I moved my body to a silent
rhythm. My tits ached and I couldn't stand it.

I slid up her hot body and placed my right breast to her lips. Kiss it
I told her, suck my tits Jen. I yanked her ponytail hard until she
screamed and started licking my nipple. She started sucking it too,
like a little baby. It felt so good, I loved her so much. I stroked
her hair and told her how I loved her, how precious she was and how
nice it was to be her best friend. I shifted so she could lick and
suck the other one, alternating back and forth for a few minutes until
I couldn't take it anymore.

My pussy was dripping and itchy and burning with need. And I wanted
Jen's too. I remembered how fascinating my little pussy had been when
I was 11 and I wanted to see Jens. I got off her and started to pull
of her jeans. She started fighting then, even harder than before. I
slapped her and I hit her in the stomach as hard as I could. She
stopped then and I told her she wasn't being a very good girl. She was
having a hard time breathing but it made it easier to get her
undressed. Her long legs were perfect and her sex was hidden inside a
pair of blue panties. I pulled them off and I smiled when Jen didn't
try to stop me or cover up. Her cunt still had no hair, just a sexy
little slit splitting her puffy little girl vulva. 

I pulled off my own jeans and slipped my panties down so that we were
both naked. My sex is barely covered in a soft down of curling light
brown pubes. I stroked my pussy softly while I looked at Jen laying
there. I wish I still looked like her. I suddenly felt old, too old at
16 and I wanted to hurt her. I knelt with my knees on either side of
her head. I was facing her feet and I lowered my juicing cunt onto her
mouth. Lick me Jen. Kiss my pussy baby, please....kiss my pussy
sweetie. I was slapping her thighs and grinding my hips, pushing my
sex onto her little mouth until she couldn't breath. I told her I'd
suffocate her if she didn't start licking me. Finally I felt Jen's
tongue, lightly touching my cunt and I lifted my hips a little so she
could breath easier.

That's it baby....Suck my pussy. Lick me Jen....Oh yes. Jen started
licking me real good. It was only the second time anyone had done this
to me and Jen was already doing better than my boyfriend. I was
cumming, so fast I couldn't breath and I held Jen's thighs, digging my
nails into her smooth skin as my body shook with the first real orgasm
of my life. I was grinding my pussy hard on Jen's mouth and my pussy
juice was flooding her mouth and I could feel and hear my young lover
swallowing it.

I kept my cunt on her mouth while I leaned over to look at Jen's
11-year-old cunt. I pushed her legs open and looked at her. Her little
pussy was so pretty. I kissed it and ran my tongue along the slit. Jen
was moving underneath me, but she kept her mouth working on my pussy
so I ignored her weak little pushes. I began to run a finger along her
vagina, pushing it a little inside. She was very dry and I know it
would hurt my little angel if I pushed my finger in too far. So I just
started licking and kissing her pussy.

I spit on her cunt and worked it inside with my fingers. I could feel
her loosening up and I continued licking and kissing while working a
finger slowly in and out of her tight young cunt. I found the tiny
immature bud of her clitoris, buried deep in the folds and I touched
it with my tongue. I tried to suck it and make it grow. Jen was
starting to feel good now, she stopped fighting me and I could feel
her tongue working deeper into my pussy. I was having little cums
every few minutes. My breathing was ragged and I thought my heart
would burst. I was in heaven. I kept licking and sucking her cunt
while I worked a finger slowly in and out.

I could feel her hymen when my finger was about 3/4 of the way inside
and I pushed against it, testing it. I wanted to break Jen's cherry so
bad. I knew it would hurt. Probably not as bad as if some guy did it,
but hurt just the same. I kept licking while I'd shove my finger in,
twisting it a little. Finally I couldn't help it. I pushed my cunt
hard on her face and put my first two fingers together. I rammed them
as hard as I could as far as possible into her little vagina. Jen
bucked and I could hear a muffled scream as my fingers ripped through
the thin wall of her cherry. I pumped my fingers in and out, hard and
fast. I was cumming even better than before and I wished Jen would
too.

My pussy flooded Jen's mouth with cum and I pulled my fingers out to
see them painted with a little bit of her blood. It fascinated me and
I licked my fingers clean. I started pushing another finger inside,
working three into her tiny hole. She was moaning louder now and I
squeezed her head with my knees and kept my pussy planted firmly on
her mouth. I didn't care anymore if it hurt her, I was working my
fingers in and out as hard and fast as I could. Her blood was leaking,
running down the crack of her ass. I licked it up and spread her pussy
wide for my hungry tongue. I licked and sucked at her raw red cunt
telling her how beautiful it was.

I slowly got off her and Jen just lay there, gasping. I looked down at
her and reached between my legs. My thighs were covered with my cum
and her saliva. I rubbed myself while I wondered what I should do
next. She was so perfect laying there. Her body tight and firm and
young. Like mine used to be, I felt old, too old already at 16 I was
changed. I started to hate her and I told her to come with me.

Her eyes were wide with fright and she did everything I told her to. I
dragged her into the bathroom and made her kneel in the bathtub. I
stood in front of her with my legs spread as far as possible and I
told her to lick me. She hesitated and I hit her, with a fist, on the
side of her head. Quickly Jen put her mouth on my cunt and I grabbed
her long hair and undid the ponytail. Jen was getting to be a good
little pussy licker and I felt heat rush through my body again.

I pulled her mouth hard to my cunt and I held her there. I started
pissing a soft stream of hot urine into her unsuspecting mouth. She
gagged and shook and tried to get away. I held her head as she pushed
weakly with her hands. I told her to drink my piss, to lick it all up
or she would drown in it. Poor Jen couldn't help but swallow some of
it and that only made it better. Most of it dribbled down onto her
neck and chest and back. When I was done I yanked her out of the tub
and pushed her down onto the floor and stood above her. Jen looked so
tiny, so vulnerable. She was crying and trying to say things, to ask
me why I was doing this but I couldn't hear her anymore.

I straddled her body and pinned her shoulders with my knees. I put my
fingers around her throat and squeezed, choking her. My nails dug into
the tender delicate flesh and I watched as her eyes opened wide, her
mouth opening and closing. I thought how she'd never get her period
and never have a bofriend, she'd never get big ugly boobs or have hair
on her sex. she'd always be beautiful and perfect and innocent. She
bit her tongue and her hips bounced as she struggled. But I held on, I
pressed my thumb against her wind pipe, leaning down, pushing until I
heard it cracking like and suddenly she wasn't moving anymore. I held
her like that, still squeezing as my last best orgasm shuddered
through me. I'd been holding my breath along with Jen and I let it out
with a whoosh as I collapsed forward, laying on her dead form. I could
hear the last little bit of air as it rattled through her throat and
into my hair. i put my mouth on hers and tasted her blood from her
tongue and i pushed it back into her mouth with mine. 

After my body stopped shaking and my breath came back I gave Jen
bath. I washed her everywhere, she was so beautiful. So innocent. Like
I used to be before I got so old and ugly. Nobody should get like me I
was crying wishing I was Jen. Wishing someone had loved me enough to
do this for me. I washed her blood away from her bruised pussy and
washed her mouth and hair. I dried her off and dressed her, putting on
her favorite panties and skirt and blouse. I laid her on the bed and
kissed her goodbye. I know she loved me too.

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