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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, and unwanted pregnacy are subjects to be
role-played between you and your significant other only. Anybody
actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a psychiatrist,
or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental health. I am
always open to comments and constructive criticism. I believe in the
second ammendment, and only free people should be reading stories like
this. If it is illegal or unlawful to read adult stories in your,
country, state, municipality, or neighborhood, please delete this
story. Thank You, trukin_fool






My name is Paul. I live in a quiet neighborhood, with my trusty dog,
but otherwise alone. My wife left me two years ago, after finding out
she was pregnant from the man she had a brief affair with. She left me
the house, car, and all the furniture, so I wouldn't make her look
like a slut in public divorce court.
When I say quiet neighborhood though, I mean all except for the
neighbors next door.
Gina and Tom, run a foster home, for delinquent teens. Some of which
have vandalized my house, garage, and property. My yard runs along
side of theirs, and also behind their house. The previous owners of my
lot, sold off the front lot, so they could build a small three bedroom
on it, and eventually sell it for a profit. When they died, The
daughter got the three bedroom, while the two sons, inherited the
original house, which they sold to me.
Gina and Tom don't have much of a backyard, because of how the lot was
divided, hence most times the kids play in my yard.
I never had a problem with that, until last fall, when the kids all
had their friends over, and decided to have a beer party, while Tom
and Gina were away for the weekend.
At nine o'clock, the noise was deafening, and the kids were really
getting trashed, along with my yard.
I went out the back door, in the darkness, and watched the teens
dancing, and playing touchy feely with each other.
Nobody noticed me, until I stupidly lit a cigarette in the dark. Then
everybody noticed.
It was like watching a silent movie. Kids were running away, and many
tripped over themselves by doing so. Nobody wanted to get caught by an
adult, at a underaged drinking party.
Heather, on of the foster children, came over to me, and begged for me
not to call the cops. She also said it was her last chance, at foster
care. The next time she'd be caught, it was juvenile hall.
"What's in it for me?" I asked. "You kids are tearing up my lawn,
illegally drinking, and a few of you are doing drugs. I should have
the whole bunch of you arrested."
"Please, Mr Blake." Heather pleaded. "What do you want?"
I reached into my pocket, and clicked some pictures of the party.
"Right here is evidence." I said. "The police can get everyone now."
Heather was street smart, and knew what all men wanted. She rubbed up
against me, and purred.
"I and my friends will show you a good time, if you don't tell." She
whispered sexy like.
"Oh yeah, right." I answered. "I'm supposed to fuck around with a
minor, so I can go to jail? I don't think so. It's called stautory
rape, and I don't want anything to do with that."
Knowing Heather was losing the battle, she immediately tried another
tactic. Her hand grasped my cock, and balls, and squeezed. It hurt for
her to do that, but my cock lurched in my pants, none the less.
"When are Tom and Gina supposed to be back?" I asked.
"Day after tomorrow." She replied.
"Keep the noise down, and don't draw attention to yourselves." I said
bluntly. "Anybody gets too drunk, they stay here. I don't want any
kids getting hurt or killed, by leaving here drunk."
I turned to enter my house, and thought for a second.
"I'll find some way for you to repay my silence, but tonight just
don't damage anything, and make sure the drunks all stay here." I said
turning back to her. "Turn off the lights too, when it's over. You
don't have to advertise you had a party."
"Thank's Mr. B." She replied happily, as I went inside.
True to her word, the music was again playing, but this time at a more
sedate volume. The giggling and screamming were held to a minimum,
while I watched the late news.
At about twelve, I couldn't sleep, and wandered outside, to check out
the party again. It was just about over, and a few teens were strewn
about the back yard. I assumed they were quite drunk, and passed out.
I was right.
I waited until one in the morning, as it was Saturday, and I didn't
have to work in the morning. I took my dog out for his walk in the
back yard. Old rover bolted for a lump of something laying in the
grass. It was a person. A teenaged boy, drunk to the gills.
He was still breathing, and I knew he had consumed enough alcohol to
pass out. My dog soon found other teenagers passed out, laying on the
damp grass.
I took my dog back inside, after he had done his natural function. I
however returned to the backyard, and surveyed the lumps scatered all
over my backyard.
I counted twelve in all, and half of them were female. They were all,
way beyond inebriated.
One couple lay together, on the edge of the lawn, under a tree, which
supposedly hid them from the rest.
On closer inspection, he had his limp cock hanging out of his pants,
while she had her snap undone, and jean zipper pulled down. Her breath
had a strong odor of sex. She probably had given him a blow job, and
they both passed out afterwards. Such a pity, I thought. He got his,
but he couldn't even reciprocate.
I figured it was my duty, to make sure she got something out of the
deal.
I shook her, but she didn't respond. I shook her harder, still no
response. He also, would not respond.
I quickly knelt, and tugged her jeans down, along with her underwear.
I pulled off her jeans and panties, I also pushed up her blouse and
bra, freeing her ripe succulent teen breasts.
My cock was raging by now, as I bent to inhale her female essence. She
was ripe for a cock, and I was not going to deny her one.
With a rapid swipe of my tongue, she moaned and quirmed a little. I
thought at first, she was going to wake up, but she just laid there,
legs askew, and wanting more.
I drilled my tongue up her tiny trimmed snatch, as she again moaned.
After a few minutes of getting her wet, I was more than ready.
I crawled up over her, and pressed my member to her opening. It seemed
she was trying to fight me off, but didn't have the strength, or the
will power to do it, in her drunken stupor.
I inched forward, until my cock head was firmly seated at her maidenly
entrance. Her arms began to move, but be couldn't halt my advance. She
slowly shook her head, as I prepared to fuck her dripping hole raw.
With steady pressure, I eased forward and soon had the entire cock
head, inside her juicy hole. I then stopped to allow her pussy time to
adjust to my size. As I laid on top of her, I took the opportunity, to
massage, and suck her hard rubbery nipples. This brought more moaning
from her slack mouth.
Ever so slowly, I inched my weapon deeper into her tightness, until I
felt the restriction. It made her jump and whimper, when I did so.
She was a virgin. An actual teenage virgin. I had found the ideal
unicorn. A girl who never had sex before, was hanging around with
these losers.
For a few seconds I relished in the thought of deflowering her, but my
conscience made me stop temporarily.
I argued inside, about popping her cherry. The consequences would be
irreversable. On the other hand, this young bitch left herself
unguarded, by drinking with a bunch of horny teens. Furthermore,
playing with an immature boys cock, while drinking. In the end, I
decided that whatever happened, it would be her own fault.
Finally, convincing myself of my right to do so, I bit hard on her
nipple, as I plunged through her hymen. I placed one hand over her
mouth, to prevent her from alarming the other drunken teens, as I
ripped her childhood away, in one swift stroke.
I stayed half buried in her viselike opening, while she became
accustomed to having a cock inside her never before, used hole.
Her hips twitched and her arms again flailed helplessly, as she
remained impaled on my turgid member.
Moments later, when she had finally resigned herself to accepting the
new object in her pussy, she relaxed a bit, while I slowly pushed
deeper into her.
Her breath quickened, as I filled her with cock. I felt wetness, that
was probably tears, on the hand which was still covering her mouth.
As I finally hit bottom in her womanhood, I felt her relax more, to
take the inevititable fucking she was about to receive.
I slowly removed my hand from her mouth, allowing her to groan at the
new found sensation, coursring through her groin. She was ready to
allow me the benefit of pleasing her.
Ever so slowly, I pulled out, before reinserting my hard organ into
her depths. After a few strokes, she became more docile and laid
still, taking my manhood into her.
For, what seemed like hours, she allowed me to use her clinging hole
for my pleasure, until my pace speeded up. As I sawed in and out of
her, more rapidly, she began to move her hips involuntarily.
As her groans of pain subsided, and turned to moans of pleasure, she
moved with me, like her body was trained for centuries to do.
Having not been with a woman in a while, along with the tightness of
this former virgins cunt on my cock, I was reaching my climax soon
there after.
With one final thrust into her, I planted my cock deep, and held it
there, while I ejaculated my seed up her willing snatch. This movement
also brought her over the edge, as she moaned loudly, while her orgasm
caused her cervix to suck on my cockhead.
Perspiration covered her body, as she tensed up to take every drop of
my life giving seed.
As I blew my last wad into her depths, I felt her body relax and her
breating became more even.
Weakly, I fought to kneel and look upon my newly claimed prize.
Through the dim light, I could see her young body laying still again,
as my cum, dripped slowly out of her now used hole.
Pangs of guilt and fright then overtook me. I could well have made
this young girl pregnant. A thought that had not entered my perverted
mind before. What was I to do?
I quickly stood, and dressed again, using her panties as a rag, while
thinking about the consequences of my actions.
I had an idea.
I reached over, to undo the teenage boys pants, who was laying next to
her. I deftly pulled them down to his knees. Then I scraped a
fingerfull of cum from the girls cunt, and smeared it on his belly and
thighs. As I did so, I noticed that my cum had a darker color to it.
It was most likely virginal blood. This would take any blame from me,
and place it all on the young boy. The boy who previously, had only
gotten his cock sucked.
I left and went into my house to clean up, picking up the crusty
panties as I did so. These would be a trophy of my conquest.
I slept in the next morning, while dreams of virgin pussy filled my
head. When I did awaken, I found the back yard all cleaned up, and
empty.
While enjoying a cup of coffee, my thoughts drifted back to the
previous night. That is, until a light tapping noise, came from the
back door.
Heather stood at the door, as I opened it.
"You sure you're not going to tell?" She asked sweetly.
"About what?" I asked.
"You know. The party?"
"I didn't see or hear about any party." I answered.
A smile came across her face at my admitted silence.
"We'll all make it up to you. I promise." She said grinning. "I'm sure
you'll like the plans we made."
Heather then turned around and walked briskly away, prominently
shaking her ass under her mini skirt, to gain my attention.
What did she have in mind? I wondered.




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