Chapter 8
The teen-age boy they found curled up with his girl in the back seat was really like the kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He quickly pulled his pussy moistened fingers from under the cute, young girl's skirt and squinted to see who was behind the bright light.
"Well, well. . . what have we found here? I think we may have hit the jackpot, old buddy." They got a better look at the girl as the couple adjusted their clothing and sat up on the rear seat. "Are my eyes playing tricks on me," asked Levi, "Or is that a cheerleader's outfit our little miss is wearing?" Richard leaned in the open window for a better look and confirmed his friend's observation. "Been to the big game?" he questioned.
The frightened couple was too numb with terror to answer.
"What's the matter? Are you people afraid of us or something?"
"Sh . . . sh-shouldn't we be?" asked the boy. Levi suddenly roared with laughter, throwing his hands in the air and bringing them down with a slap on his knees. "Hey, would you look at that! He can talk! Let's get him out here and see what else he can do."
The youngster was suddenly bravely defiant. "No! You can't make me ... Go away and leave us alone. We haven't done anything to you."
Levi's laughter quickly turned to a wrinkled scowl. "You want to reconsider that, little man?" He reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out something even Richard hadn't expected - a small, single-action .38 revolver! He brought it slowly around in front of his body and rested it threateningly on the window ledge. "Well, how 'bout it? You going to co-operate.. . . or do I have to start changing the rules."
The young boy was trembling with fear as he looked down the stubby barrel of Levi's gun. "P-please . . . we'll do anything you say . . . only don't use that gun . . . please ... we won't give you any trouble. If it's money you want, I've only got a few dollars . . . but you can take my car. IT won't call the police . . . honest..."
Levi seemed more relaxed now that the boy had decided to co-operate. "That's more like it, kid. Now come on out here where I can see you better . . . and no quick moves coming out of that car or I might get trigger-happy."
"Levi . . . Levi, this is getting out of hand," whispered Richard. "You didn't say anything about a gun. Let's just leave 'em here and cut out of here."
Levi glared right through him like a laser, "When did you start giving orders, mother-fucker? I'm running this show, and don't you forget it for a second, 'ya hear?"
Both the boy and the girl were out of the back seat now, dimly illuminated in the light from Levi's parking lights. Neither looked more than fifteen or sixteen, and the girl, a pert blonde with a built-in tan, was wearing a blue and white pleated cheerleader's skirt with a blue wool blouse that was nearly covered across the front with an enormous W.
"Who won the game, sweetie?" asked Levi with a sinister smirk, "Or did you and Mr. All American here leave early to get in a little fucking before Mommie wants you in?"
The girl's face was trembling with a combination of half rage and half fear. "We won the game! And even though it's none of your business, we didn't do anything wrong . . . Just a little ... a little making out, that's all!"
"Wow, she's a real fireball," laughed Richard, "She might be too hot for you to handle all alone, good buddy."
The boy's arm suddenly tightened around his girlfriend's shoulders. "Wha . . . what did you mean by that? What are you going to do to us? Tell me! What're you going to do?"
Levi suddenly snatched the young girl out of his grip and threw her roughly to the ground at his feet. The boy made a quick, abortive move in his direction, but Levi stopped him with the revolver's barrel tight against his forehead. "Whoa there, tiger! Remember what I told you about quick moves? Now get back against the car, and next time I won't be so easy on you."
"What's your name, sweetheart?" he asked the frightened youngster cowering at his knees.
"Priscilla," she answered softly, "A-Are you . . . going to hurt me?" Warm tears were beginning to streak her carefully applied make-up.
"Hurt you?" replied Levi with a sneer, "Why should I want to hurt a pretty little thing like you? We're just looking for some fun, that's all. And if you're a good girl, I'll be sure nobody hurts you . . . But if you want to be cute like your boyfriend, I won't make any promises. You dig?"
She nodded dejectedly, her head to the ground.
"First, I want to see what's under that jazzy little outfit. I've always wondered how cheerleaders looked without their little bee-bop suits . . . Get it off, sweetie, and don't waste any time!"
Slowly, in her dazed hypnotic stage of fear, Priscilla freed the nylon zipper at the back of her neck, and then tremblingly began to pull the wool sweater over her head.
"Prissy! Don't . . . Don't do it!" shouted the boy, but this time he didn't edge even an inch away from the car.
"I've got to, Billy. He's got a gun, Billy . . . he's got a gun." Levi held the flashlight on her trim, girlish figure as she dropped the sweater on the dirt beside her.
"Ooooo-ee, you've got some nice little titties there, baby. You sure could have fooled me," said Richard. Somehow the whole scene didn't look so awful to him any more.
She kept her eyes glued to the ground as she knelt between the two men, and Levi explored the soft, ripe mounds of her young breasts with the beam of his flashlight, focusing on the small, pink circles on the peaks of her firm, high tits, and the tiny, soft nipples that suddenly hardened as they felt the chill night air and the cold stare of Levi and Richard.
"Stand up and get the skirt off," Levi ordered, "Let's see what other little surprises you've got hidden away."
Unable to watch any more, the young boy whirled away from the lurid scene and buried his face under his arms on the roof of the car.
Priscilla climbed obediently to her feet, and unzipped her short skirt. She hesitated a moment as the zipper reached bottom, but let it fall to the ground around her ankles, then bent over to pick it up, giving the two men a full, unobstructed view of her long, smooth unblemished back and the supple trimness of her long, thin legs. "The panties too!" insisted Levi, but Richard countermanded his instructions.
"Hold it! Leave 'em right where they are," he told her. "I think it's time we dealt in the girls, if it's all right with you, pal."
Levi smiled in agreement, and turned to the car where Lisa and Holly crouched out of sight, obeying their orders to the letter. "Okay, girls, come on out and join the party!"
Priscilla tried vainly to cover her near-nakedness with her folded arms as the girls stepped from the parked car, but Richard pulled her hands back to her sides, leaving her uncovered and vulnerable to their appraising stares.
"I think our little playmate is embarrassed to have you girls see her naked like this," said Levi matter-of-factly, "And I wouldn't want to see the pretty little thing unhappy, so let's see a lot more bare skin around here . . . get your clothes off, now!"
Lisa was quick to complain. "Come on now, it's cold out here. I don't want to run around naked out here in the open like this, and besides ..."
Levi cut her off like a faucet with one cold, vicious stare. "Now!"
Lisa and Holly obligingly stripped down to their panties, piling their clothes on the hood of Levi's car. Priscilla's boyfriend was suddenly taking an interest in what was going on, and he tried without success to eye the older girl's fully-developed, luscious figures without being noticed. "You like it, now, huh?" asked Levi. "Now that you can ogle these young women, it's all right. Is that the way you think, little man?"
Embarrassed and flushed with bright red splotches, Billy tried to look away, but Richard spun him back toward Lisa and Holly. "Go get a better look! Go on!" He shoved him toward the two girls and he collided head-on with Lisa's large, firm breasts. "I think the young man wants to feel your titties, Lisa. Don't make the little fellow unhappy . . . give him what he wants."
Humiliated, the young boy tried once more to get away, but again Richard turned him back; holding him securely against Lisa's bulging breasts as they tauntingly rubbed against his chest. Lisa was soon caught in the spirit of things herself, and she began to seductively rub her hardened nipples over the boy's face and chest, lifting the heavy fullness of her breasts and teasingly stroking his lips with the jutting tips of her soft tits.
"Hey!" shouted Holly, "Look who's got a hard on!" She doubled the hapless boy's abject humiliation by pointing at the tell-tale bulge under his pants, running in an obvious ridge along the inside of his thigh. He couldn't will it away; no matter how much he tried it only grew harder.
Lisa's eyes sparkled as she hurriedly yanked the boy's zipper down; but he stubbornly clutched at the waistband of his trousers. "Come on, baby," she purred, "I just wanna see that big, hard snake you've got tucked away down there. How 'bout it, just one little peek?"
He tried to avoid looking at her, but it made no difference. She pulled his clenched fists away from his pants, and he reluctantly released his tight grip as Richard tightened his on the boy's arm. "That's better , sweetie. Just relax. Nobody's going to get your cherry."
Even Priscilla managed a brief snicker at that remark, but she quickly bowed her head to the ground when she realized what she'd done.
Lisa pulled his pants down over his narrow frame until they were piled at his feet, and he was left standing in his clean, white jockey shorts. She wasted no time removing those; she felt him shiver from head to toe as his budding manhood snapped into view. Priscilla looked up from her self-imposed posture of servility and gaped wide-eyed as his young sapling of a cock shot out like a freshly-hewn arrow from his nearly bare pelvis. A tiny, brushy clump of new pubic hairs clustered around the thin base of his long, lean prick.
Lisa dropped to her bare knees in the dirt, and hurriedly slipped the wildly-throbbing shaft between her eager, hungry lips. This was one dick she was looking forward to sucking; it was like a piece of fresh, virginal meat on her greedily nibbling lips. The boy was quaking like a wind-blown leaf as she gobbled up the full, lean length of his member, hollowing her cheeks as the thin shaft bent painfully to fit inside her mouth.
She rolled the pulsing, blood-filled tip around in the warm wetness of her mouth and rocked her head back, beginning the slow, tantalizing rhythm she had in store for the young man.
But the great plans were quickly laid to rest. As her hard tongue lovingly prodded the tiny, eye-like slit in the swollen tip, he groaned aloud in helpless shame and his young loins suddenly exploded with a magnitude that surprised even Lisa. As if it had been damned up for sixteen years, the hot, seething flood burst from his hairless balls and down the back of her hungry, gulping throat passage, and then, and only then, did she let the limp, deflated knob fall from her wet lips.
Priscilla was seemingly unaware that anyone might be watching her eagerly soak up the delightfully forbidden scene unfolding in front of her eyes. She didn't really care who might see her eyeing her boyfriend's long, hard cock as it pumped its white, sticky load into the naked girl's clasping lips. Her eyes were wide with child-like amazement as she witnessed this new, wickedly exciting way to satisfy a man. She'd heard of it from the older girls; but she would never have dreamed it was quite like this.
She failed to notice when Levi unzippered his hairy loins just a few inches from her face; nor did she see him pull his rubbery penis out of the opening in his pants.
"I hope you learned your lesson well, baby," he said to her as she quickly pulled her gaze away from Billy and Lisa. "Cause it's your turn now!"
"No-no . . . no, I could never do that . . . please. It's dirty . . . please," she whimpered, as if begging for her life. "Don't make me do it . . . please!"
But Levi was in no mood for argument; without so much as another word, he grabbed her short blonde hair and twisted it into two excruciatingly painful grips between his strong fingers. Her mouth opened as she tried to scream, but he quickly plugged the opening with his thick fleshy organ, cramming it between her ovaled lips until it banged against the tender protesting moisture of her tonsils. She immediately gagged on the bulky knob, and tried to squirm away, but he held her painfully positioned like a blonde, furry ball rammed onto the tip of his prick, and viciously shoved his stiffening rod down the virginal channel of her clasping throat.
His bulky cock hardened within seconds until it stood out ramrod-straight and hard from his abdomen, and he eased back not at all as she choked again and again on its stiff, thick length.
"You'd better relax those throat muscles, honey, or I'll come out the back of your head! Don't fight it. . . just suck it, sweet thing, suck it!"
In desperation, she tried to do as he had said, and soon she found the gagging pain had at least partially subsided, and as she relaxed the stretched muscles of her throat passage as it trying to swallow the swollen bulbous head of his organ, the deep, plundering thrusts became nearly bearable.
She had to fight the urge to choke or gag, for she knew this was the only way to keep her fragile, tender passage intact. It felt like warm marble as it glided over her moist tongue, its full rock-hard length bending as it angled down her innocent throat.
Billy stood by helplessly, lamely watching his virginal young girlfriend, Prissy kneeling in unflinching servitude at the feet of this total stranger; she almost seemed to be enjoying it as he sawed into her pursed, clasping lips in long, deep thrusts that seemed to go in incredibly as inch after inch of his wet, glistening penis disappeared down her quivering throat tunnel.
"You'll have to do better than that! Suck it good! Lick it clean!" roared Levi.
She began to swirl her tiny narrow tongue around the enormously swelled head, and felt it harden even more under her gentle, uneasy touch.
"That's it, baby! Lick it good and clean!"
Richard was right behind the trembling young girl, watching wild-eyed as the delicate, ripening young woman bobbed like a cork at his friend's pistoning loins. He could see the gleaming shaft pull nearly free of her stretched lips, pulling the tender inner portion of her lips out until Levi reached the backside of his bucksawing movement, then the wet, blood-veined rod would quickly slither back into the warm, inviting depths of her soft throat passage, as if swallowed up and gulped down into her young belly.
"Oh, fuck! I can't stand this any longer," exclaimed Richard, yanking off his trousers. He nearly lost his balance as he stood on one foot to pull the leg from his other foot. But in a few short seconds, he was naked from the waist down, and his aching pole jutted out like the boom of a sailing ship, swinging before him as he stood there stripped in front of Billy and the two girls.
Billy made a half-hearted start toward his girl, but this time he was persuaded, rather than forced, to back down. Holly grasped his youthful genitals tenderly and pulled them toward her flat, bare belly, rubbing the sensitive nob of his prick against her own naked flesh until his eager sapling was hard once more. She backed carefully toward the open car door, and pulled the unresisting young man onto her as she sprawled invitingly onto the rear seat, her uncovered cunt, already moist, and fully opened to his approach. As his firm, taut body collapsed on hers, she skillfully guided his pulsing young cock into the eager, clutching grasp of her wet, hungry pussy, sucking him in like quicksand as his long, thin shaft burrowed deep into her belly.
Richard dropped to his knees behind the young girl; she failed to hear him coming as she sucked obediently on Levi's hardened penis. He lifted her bodily onto all fours, and Levi obligingly sank to his knees to give his friend unhampered access to the delicious delicacy of the girl's moist, quivering crevice. She tried to say something - to scream loudly her objection - but Levi answered her with an even deeper, pounding lunge that sank his cock to the hilt in her throat, crushing her nose against his hair-covered pelvis.
With his thumbs, Richard spread the soft, yielding mounds of her tiny buttocks, and found the warm wetness of her inviting slit. The pink, fleshy lips parted easily as he sought the wet, puckered flanges of her vagina. His stiffened rod shot up between her thighs as she knelt before him, as if drawn by some unseen force to the satisfying warmth of her fleshy vaginal passage.
His grotesquely swollen knob found what he was searching for, and with a wet, slithering pop, split the remains of her hymen and poked between the pink clasping lips of her tight young cunt. "Oh God," he heard her mumble around Levi's cock in her mouth. He gave one deep, soul-satisfying moan as his burning organ sank sweetly into the clutching, liquid depths of her pussy. The walls were tight, and they squeezed his thick staff painfully as he burrowed toward her belly, but they were already wet and pliable, and they parted in quivering ripples of flesh as he filled her young channel tightly.
Her pitiful groans of fleeting pain around his cock and the sheer visual stimulus of watching his buddy skewering the small innocent girl from behind was more than Levi could stand. His balls, swollen to aching fullness, quickly drained in a gush of warm liquid that Priscilla gulped down avidly, savoring her first delicious taste of life-giving manhood, as spurt after spurt emptied down her gulping throat.
She opened her eyes for the first time since his cock slipped between her lips, and caught a quick glimpse of a confusing tangle of legs and more legs dangling from the rear seat of Billy's car. She knew the two older girls were in there with her Billy satisfying him like she could never hope to do and a strange masochistic desire to debase herself completely overwhelmed her shamed young mind.
"I'll show him . . . I'll show all of them! Those two aren't the only women here! I'm not a little girl like they think I am!"
She ground her hips savagely back against Richard's loins as he rocked into her soft channel from behind. Levi's rubbery knob sagged from her ovaled lips. A deep, throaty moan began to rumble from deep inside her as she began to lose control to the raging inferno of animal passion suddenly unleashed in her aching belly and her mouth began to unconsciously spit out the strange, but exciting, obscenities she had heard coming from her mother's bedroom at night.
"Fuck me hard! Hard! Split me open with your big cock! Harder! Harder!" She deliberately yelled loudly enough for Billy to hear her and shoved her ass tightly against Richard's sweat-soaked pelvis, grinding her soft buttocks against the matted hair of his loins as he rammed his way into her deeper and deeper.
She could feel the throbbing head of his swollen shaft deep in her belly; it seemed to be about to rip through her body and blast out the other side. It seemed to grow harder every time she clenched the powerful muscles of her buttocks, tightening her savage grip on his genitals as they squirmed deeper into his virginal depths. His balls smacked wetly against her upturned clitoris on every downward lunge, enhancing her passionate fulfillment even more. Richard gritted his teeth as he fought to hold back his burning, raging flood until she was totally satisfied.
"Ooooooh . . . oooooooohh . . . OOOOOOOHHHHHHH! Oh my God, what's happening to me! What's happening?! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHhhhhh ..."
As her taut, hungrily clasping passage suddenly filled with her orgasmic juices, flowing for the first time in her life, Richard dropped the straining barriers in his scorching loins, and loosed the raging torrent of sperm stored so painfully in his sorely stretched testicles. Again and again he shivered his load into her young passage, holding her tightly with bother's hands gripping her narrow hips, lifting her completely off the ground as he pounded the last of his climax into her eager, receptive orifice.
He loosed his grip on her trimly bulging hips and she collapsed on her face on the dirt, her whole body heaving uncontrollably as she struggled to fill her emptied lungs with new air.
Richard quickly looked around him. sizing up everyone's location. Lisa was with the young boy in the back seat of the car; there was a pair of feet that had to be Levi's jutting from the opened front window.
Gently, he slipped his arms under the still trembling teenager, and lifted her easily to his chest. Her parched, quivering lips fastened warmly on his as he carried her to the other car, leaving her clothes behind in a scattered pile in the dirt.
She purred like a will-fed cat as he laid her on her side gently on the front seat, and crawled in beside her on the narrow bench. A soul-rendering, mournful moan slipped from her throat as he doubled her knees against her firm ripening breasts and eased his half-limp organ into the wet juicy folds of her pussy, pumping slowly and softly until the rubbery nub of his cock could grow hard again ...