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Bargain Pussy (MF, nc)
Red Eye Production (c) 1997



From the book "Bargain Pussy", a cyberpunk novel available
only in the adult book section of Red Eye Productions.
Http://www.redeye-prod.com. Open distribution.


     Mike watched as Michelle walked down the aisle towards him.
A young nineteen year old blonde, Mike wondered how much if
Michelle's reputation of being a party girl was a put on, and how
much of it was just bravado.
     Mike planned to find out. He had targeted several women he
worked with. He had heard all the stories about their
reputations, and he wanted to see how far these ladies would go
in real life.
     If they didn't go as far as Mike wanted, he was prepared to
make sure they would do so anyway. He had a taste for young
pussy, bargain pussy. And he was going to fill his hunger.
     Michelle smiled at Mike, then walked past him. She knew his
eyes were on her ass, the panty covered one under her tight
pants. Michelle didn't like Mike's stare, but there was little
she could do about it. Michelle stopped to help a customer, then
went in the back to get the merchandise the customer wanted.
     Mike's eyes widened when he saw Michelle go in the back. Now
was his chance. Michelle's tight jeans were coming off, and he
was going to be there to take them off.
     Michelle went to the last aisle of the stockroom. She had
known just what the customer wanted, and she smiled at the
thought of a satisfied customer.
     Mike came through the door. He listened quietly, making sure
just where little miss party girl was. When he realized that she
was in the last aisle, he quietly unzipped his pants. Michelle
was going to fuck him right now!
     Michelle didn't hear the steps behind her. When she turned
around, she saw Mike, then his prick.
     "What are you doing? Put that back in your pants before I
call security."
     Mike grabbed Michelle by the hair, then pulled her close.
     "The only thing this is going, slut, is you!" Mike said
nastily.
     Michelle struggled with Mike as he grabbed and pinched her
breasts. 
     "Stop it! Get off me!" yelled Michelle, trying to scare off
Mike.
     But Mike there was no one around to help Michelle, and he
was going to take advantage right now. Mike slapped Michelle.
When her face came back around, he ripped her blouse off her
body. Michelle's white bra covered tits sprang up. Mike easily
snapped the bra off with one pull, and he savpored the sight of a
cring, topless Michelle, covering her breasts with both hands.
Mike slapped at her hands.
     "Stop! You bastard! Leave me alone!"
     Mike slapped Michelle, then went for her jeans, trying to
pull them off. Michelle wore them very tight, and he only got
them part way off. He stared at her light gold pussy hair as he
continued tugging on her jeans.
     "Take them off now, or else!" said Mike nastily.
     "But--"
     Mike slapped Michelle, then flipped her to the ground. He
unbuttoned the jeans, then ripped them down and off. He stared
down at Michelle's white cotton panties, very small and saw her
golden pussy hair. He got even harder as he ripped off her
panties.
     "This looks good!" said Mike. "Now, Michelle, let's fuck!"
     Michelle tried to kick Mike but failed as he grabbed one
leg, then the other. Michelle screamed and yelled as Mike spread
her open, then slowly entered her dry pussy.
     "Ohhhhh, it huuurrrrttttsssss! Ohhhhhh, gooooddddd,
nnnoooooo!"
     Mike stroked in the dry pussy, and he settled down, lying on
top of the minx. He tried to kiss her, but Michelle was still
trying to fight him. Mike slapped her breast, then bit hard on
her nipple.
     "Bitch! I told you! Don't fight with me!"
     Mike stroked into Michelle, and he started to fuck the
blonde teen. Michelle was still dry, and Mike found it slow going
as he fucked Michelle. His own moans filled the stock room as he
went in and out of Michelle.
     Michelle was stunned. Stunned that this bastard was fucking
her! Stunned that no one was coming back to help her. She
screamed loudly, only to be quieted by a slap from Mike.
     "Fuck me, hon. Fuck me!" he moaned. Mike went faster and
faster, feeling the pressure in his groin go faster and faster
out of control. Seconds later, he came, his hot juice shooting
deep in Michelle's unwilling pussy.
     Mike laid on top of Michelle, and she was surprised his
prick stayed hard as he lay there.
     "Now it gets even better!" Mike said, slipping his prick out
of her pussy, then turning Michelle over.
     Michelle was horrified. She had tried this only once, and
she had been in pain for weeks after. Michelle started to
struggle again, until Mike started spanking her ass.
     "Hold still, cunt!"
     Mike spread her ass cheeks, and he now entered her ass an
inch. Michelle screamed, uncaring of another slap from Mike.
     "Damn tight ass! Loosen, slut!"
     Mike started to spank Michelle, and to her horror, she could
feel her ass start to let him in more. Michelle started to cry as
Mike started to thrust in and out of her ass, Michelle's head
shaking wildly, her hair everywhere as Mike fucked her ass faster
and faster.
     Michelle was in so much pain that she couldn't even scream
for help. She couldn't believe a man was in her ass. Michelle
started to cry again.
     Mike loved the feel of tears and the sound of crying as he
fucked Michelle's ass. It just made him feel even better as he
went faster and faster, until he again began to lose control.
This time, he pulled out, shooting his jizz on Michelle's face,
allowing his sperm to mix with her tears. Mike rubbed the jizz in
as he looked down.
     "Get dressed!" Mike yelled. "Then get out! Now!"
     Michelle cringed as she looked for her clothes. She heard
Mike paged to the floor. He called a number on the phone, then
came back. 
     "First you and your showoff tits!" he said nastily. "Now,
it's Chantal's turn!"
     Michelle cried at the thought of her friend against Mike.