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Authors name: Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)
Story title : Raping Amanda
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Raping Amanda (Mf, nc, preg)
By - Tafod Arian
I am six feet tall and 200 pounds, white and proud of it.
Although I do a manual job I am in constant contact with
the public and I have plenty of opportunity to keep my
eye on the talent. Sometimes the girls are there for the
taking and sometimes it takes longer and more planning.
I had been watching this girl for some time so that I
knew all her movements. The more careful you are, the
longer you can enjoy your fun. She was a schoolgirl,
about fourteen or fifteen with long blonde hair reaching
nearly to her waist that she usually wore either in a
ponytail or loose over her shoulders. She had nice long
legs and looked as though she was an athlete, runner or
something. Although not huge her tits were very
reasonably sized for her age. She wore a typical school
uniform. maroon school blazer, white blouse with a tie,
plaid skirt just about knee length, and maroon knee-high
socks. As it was summer she wore a straw hat, boater-
style. She had a very young innocent-looking face, very
pretty with big trusting blue eyes and a neat turned-up
nose.
This was a choice piece and I knew that I should have to
arrange things so that I could take my time with her or
it would all be wasted. I watched her and her family for
some time. She had a younger sister, about eight, and
every Saturday morning her mother, not a bad-looking
bitch herself, took the kid out for about four hours
leaving at about nine o'clock. As the husband was often
away for days at a time this seemed ideal. I followed the
mother and the kid on two Saturday mornings to the local
ice-rink where they stayed for about three hours. When I
checked I found that the kid was having skating lessons
after which they went for a burger and then shopping. I
could count on the house being empty for at least three
hours with some margin for safety provided that the
father was away. Although the girl often went out on
Saturday morning she usually stayed at home, although
sometimes her friends came to visit. That might not be so
bad.
After watching for a while I got the father taped. I knew
that if he went away on Thursday he would not be back
until Tuesday. I now had everything ready. I would wait
for a weekend when the father was away and hide in the
garden. This was overgrown with plenty of good places. I
had checked the doors in the middle of the night and the
locks on the French windows opening into the garden were
easy. Once the mother and the kid left I would be
straight in the French windows and I would have three
hours clear to enjoy myself and to alter that girl's life
for good. It is not enough to frighten these teenagers.
You have to leave them something to remember the occasion
by!
I collected all my gear, a silk scarf and a couple of
things that I would need for the end of the entertainment
in a small bag and the next Saturday that the father was
away I hid in the garden around six am. Sure enough, at
about nine fifteen I heard the front door close and I
could see the mother and the kid getting into the car. I
knew that my girl was in alone because I heard her
calling "Good-bye" as they left and none of her friends
had called. Ideal!!!
Without waiting I broke the lock on the door of the
French windows and slipped into the lounge, closing the
doors behind me. The curtains were drawn so I was
completely hidden. I waited for a moment listening -
nothing. I peeped out and the room was empty. I quickly
slid across the room until I was behind the door and
waited. I could hear her upstairs and I could see through
the crack in the door into the hall and kitchen. Rather
than chase her round the house I decided to wait. I heard
her come downstairs and go into the kitchen. From where I
was I had a good view. She clearly thought that she was
going out!! She was wearing a yellow sun dress just above
knee-length with a rather low neckline which buttoned
down the front as far as the waist and then flared out
loosely over the hips , dark stockings (I hoped, but I
expected them to be tights), dark shoes with quite a high
heel. She had not picked up a coat. Her hair was tied in
a neat ponytail. She had clearly taken a lot of care with
her make-up and she looked two or three years older than
I thought her to be. The only jewellery she was wearing
were small gold stud ear-rings, a gold cross on a thin
chain around her neck and a watch with a thin gold strap.
She got herself a drink from the fridge and wandered
through into the lounge. That was when her life changed
for ever! In an instant I was on her. I had taken the
silk scarf from my pocket earlier and used it as a gag so
that all she could get out were frightened squeaks. From
past experience I knew how things go now. You either have
to frighten them with a weapon, like a knife, or you do
something else. I don't like using a knife because it
occupies your hands and you have a physical domination
which always seems less satisfactory than purely mental
control. For me, sex with these teenagers is not enough.
I want to get inside their heads as well as their bodies
and change them for ever. She was struggling and
squeaking in my arms. I could feel the firm contours of
her young body writhing against me. I had her with her
back to me and she was, without realising it pressing her
round young arse into my prick. I had not touched her
tits, I was holding her around the waist. I let her
struggle for a moment longer and then, in one movement, I
swung her round so that she was facing me and I slapped
her hard across the face and threw her down so that she
was sitting on the settee. She immediately tried to get
up so I slapped her again, this time on the other side,
back down. I did not want to damage the goods so although
these were hard slaps they were with my open hand,
designed to hurt and frighten her, not to damage her. I
knew from past experience that this was the important
time. If I could get the upper hand now, I could do what
I liked with no need for a weapon. She looked up at me
with her baby-blue eyes wide above the gag. She was
clearly terrified and continued making squeaky mewing
noises but did not try to get up again. She seemed too
scared even to cry which was all right by me, for now and
it was time for the final move.
"I know that we are going to be alone for the next three
hours" I said, "so there is no use bull-shitting me. If
you make the slightest noise, I will kill you and I will
wait until your mother and sister come back and I will do
them as well. I know that your father is away and if
anyone calls, we will not answer the door. Do you
understand?" She nodded, tears in her big blue eyes.
This was the critical time.
"I am going to take the gag out now, if you make the
slightest noise, or if you move then you know what will
happen. Do you understand?" She did not answer but looked
with mute appeal in her terrified eyes. I slapped her
again, left and right. Not hard this time but just to
frighten her and to concentrate her mind. The work was
already done. "Do you understand?." She nodded. "OK, I'm
taking the scarf off. Just you sit there quiet and only
speak if I ask you to. Do you understand?" She nodded
again.
For the first time since I threw her down I became aware
of her tits. They were much bigger than I had thought.
They were heaving with anxiety as she gulped air and
tried to calm herself. For a girl of her age she had a
decent cleavage and I could see the tops of both tits as
I stood over her. This was going to be good!! I took the
scarf out of her mouth and put it back in my bag and
watched her, ready to quieten her if she made any noise
but everything had gone well. She looked up at me in mute
terror and I knew that I had her. I sat down beside her
and she shrank away from me. I let her go for the moment.
"Right, we are going to have a little chat." I still was
not touching her but I could feel her trembling. "What is
your name and how old are you?" She had several tries to
get words out but eventually, in just above a whisper,
she said, "Amanda. I'm fifteen" "And are you called Mandy
at home?" I asked. "No, my mum doesn't like that, she
always calls me Amanda." "What about your sister and
mother, what are their names?" This is all a way of
getting inside her head. "My sister is called Julie, she
is nine and my mum's name is Joanne" she said. She seemed
to be calming down a little, perhaps all she thought that
I wanted to do was to talk!! I began to put on the
pressure a bit. She was sitting as far away from me as
she could and her hands were clenched into fists. I could
still feel her trembling. "Come over here by me" I
snapped, " Put your hands by your sides and relax."
Reluctantly she slid along the sofa until she was sitting
close to me but not touching me. She opened her hands and
rested them on the cushions beside her plump young
thighs, quite a lot of which I could see as her dress had
ridden up. "Do you have a boy-friend, Amanda?" I asked.
She blushed and looked down into her lap - where I was
also looking at her thighs. "Well - do I have to show you
again what happens if you don't answer me politely?" "I
do. He goes to the school next door to mine" she
whispered. "What is his name?" She blushed again and
whispered "Tim." "How old is he and how long have you
been going out with him?" "He is fifteen and we have been
seeing one another for about six months."
She was getting used to the situation and becoming too
relaxed. It was time to step things up a bit. "And does
Tim think that you have a nice figure, Amanda?" She
flushed the deepest red yet. I could see the colour going
from her cheeks to her shoulders and to the upper part of
her chest. This was excellent!!! She was clearly a very
shy and demure girl, just the kind I like and on whom I
am prepared to take trouble. How different her future was
going to be! She didn't answer. "Amanda, I asked you a
question. This is your last warning" I said sharply. She
did not look at me. With her eyes fixed in her lap she
whispered, "He has said he likes me." "I didn't ask you
that. Does he like your figure?" "He has never said, but
I think so" she murmured.
"I think that it's time that I saw your figure, don't
you?" I asked. She looked horrified. "What are you going
to do? she whispered. "You just do as I tell you and it
will all be OK. You remember what happens if you don't?"
I felt her shudder.
"Stand up and face me" I ordered. This was a critical
point. If she was sufficiently cowed she would do as she
was told. Otherwise I should need to get rough. I watched
her carefully. She reluctantly got to her feet and turned
to face me. She instinctively pulled her dress down and
clearly did not know then what to do with her hands. I
leisurely looked over her young form. She had a
surprisingly mature shape for a fifteen year old. Her
upper chest swelled out to a pair of very nice tits and
then narrowed to a trim waist before broadening out to
surprisingly wide hips. She had neatly shaped calves and
ankles, outlined by the rather high heels she was
wearing. From where I was sitting, looking up at her, I
could partly see up the loose skirt of her yellow dress
to the start of rather plump childish-looking thighs.
I made her wait, enjoying her blushes and her acute
anxiety. I could see her trembling. I indicated for her
to turn round. I knew that by now she was too cowed to
run. Her will was broken, and I had hardly done anything!
She slowly turned so that her back was to me and I took
my time looking at her. Her finely-spun blonde hair hung
nearly to her waist, down the middle of her very straight
back. From her narrow waist there was a distinct swell to
her arse. She had very meaty cheeks for a girl of her
age! Time to move on ... "Pull up the skirt of your dress
to your waist and hold it there" She gave a loud sob but
did not move.
"This is your last warning" I said, putting as much quiet
menace into my voice as I could. She gave a start and,
putting her hands behind her slowly ruffled up the back
of her dress until she was holding the hem which she
lifted to her waist. She was not wearing a slip but I
could see white panties inside her dark sheer tights. I
could see the contours of her meaty young arse gloriously
outlined by the dark material. Her thighs were nice and
plump still padded with puppy fat going down to nicely
dimpled creases behind her knees. I just sat and looked
at her, watching her trembling. "OK, let go of your dress
and turn round." She dropped her dress quickly and turned
slowly. "Now, look me in the eyes and don't look away.
Lift your dress so that I can see the front of you." She
sobbed again and for the first time a tear rolled down
her cheek. She pulled at the front of her dress until she
could reach the hem and slowly lifted it to mid-thigh,
keeping her eyes on mine all the time. "Right to your
waist, I said. Get it up there and hold it still." She
lifted the hem and stood, trembling, looking me in the
eyes and blushing. Her legs looked just as trim from the
front but I was more interested in her cunt. I could not
see any evidence of pubic hair through her clothes but I
could see the outline of her cunt-lips and a very
pronounced pubic mound. I made her stand while I
inspected her at my leisure.
"Now, drop your hem, step back and bend right forward
with your hands on your knees. I want to see your tits."
She obeyed without delay and I stood up, looking right
down her dress. I could see where her dress fell away
from her body leaving a very nice pair of tits dangling
encased in a smooth white bra. Her gold cross swung
gently in the deep cleft between her firm young tits. I
could see right down her cleavage to the indentation of
her belly button. Although still afraid, she was
beginning to relax again and her blushes were subsiding.
Clearly it was time to move on. I sat down on the settee
and motioned for her to sit beside me.
"Now we are going to talk about you and Tim" I said. "I
want you to tell me the things that you do together." She
gave a loud sob and looked at the floor in front of her.
"I can't" she whispered. "I think that you will find that
you can" I chuckled. "Let's start easily, has he ever
kissed you? And don't even begin to think about lying or
I shall know" "We kiss when people are not about" she
said quietly "I feel shy if I think that people can see
us." Excellent, I thought - just the right type. "When
you kiss Tim do you French kiss - and don't pretend that
you don't now what I mean?" She began to blush profusely
again. This was too easy. "I have never French kissed
anyone" she said quietly. "Has Tim ever touched your
breasts?" She looked shocked and took a long while to
answer. "Of course he hasn't, he respects me too much."
This was just over the top. A fifteen year old virgin who
had never French kissed a boy and who had never been
felt, even outside her clothes. There was no point in my
asking if she had even thought of touching Tim's prick.
The answers to a lot of questions were written in her
blushes. However I thought that I would ask her anyway
just to humiliate her. There was a long silence and she
whispered "I have never touched a boy's private part
before." "Right," I thought, "time to put a stop to this"
"You are going to be learning a lot of new things this
morning Amanda and the first lesson is that you call
things by their right names. A boy's private part is his
prick - now what is it called?" "His prick," she quavered
quietly. "We might as well learn the names of the other
important places and get it over with" I said. I pointed
at her tits. "What are these?." "Mmmmyyy breasts" she
stammered. "No" I shouted, frightening her again, "they
are your tits and you are sitting on your arse. Now you
say it, touching the places." This was good. She gently
touched her left nipple and said "These are my tits, and
I am sitting on my arse." "And what do you call the place
between your legs?" She buried her head in her hands and
started sobbing. I wound her pony-tail in my hand and
steadily pulled until she was sitting upright again. "If
you do that again," I said, "I will slap you. Now, answer
the question." For a moment it looked as though she
wasn't going to be able to get the words out but she gave
a loud sob and said "My vagina." I laughed. "We can't
call it that," I said, "what to the girls call it at
school?." "Some girls call it their pussy" she said with
the deepest blush yet. "OK," I said, "You put your hands
between your legs and touch it" She gingerly put her
right hand down over her dress and rested it on her pubic
mound. "That is your cunt" I said, "let me hear you say
it." "My cunt," she whispered.
She moved her hand as though her cunt was red hot and sat
leaning back on the sofa with her hands clasped at her
waist. Although this outlined her tits nicely it was not
as submissive as I wanted. "Put your hands by your sides
like I told you before" I growled. She leapt to obey and
I could see that I clearly had her under control. Time to
move on.
There was a nice big upholstered armchair beside the
settee which was just right for my purposes. It was also
a chance to demonstrate my control and to see if more was
required. I got up and moved over and sat down in the
armchair and just looked at her. She looked down at the
floor in front of her. "Amanda, look me in the eyes." She
raised terrified baby-blue eyes to mine. "I want a drink.
That looks like a cocktail cabinet. Why don't you get me
a whisky?." She jumped to her feet, ran to the cabinet
and poured me a generous drink. "Bring it over here,
sweetheart, it is time we got better acquainted" I said.
She got the drink and brought it to me with reluctant
steps. I took it from her and left her standing in front
of me while I put the drink down on a small table beside
me. I fixed my eyes on hers and just looked at her. She
began to tremble and to blush again. I reached out and
took her hand and gently drew her towards me. "I think
that it would be nice if you sat on my knee, don't you?"
I asked. She shuddered and shook her head violently. "Do
it" I snapped, "that was not a question." I drew her onto
my knee and settled her firm young arse against me with
her legs to my left and my right arm around her. I told
her to put one arm round my neck and I took hold of her
other hand. I had still not touched her sexually and yet
she was blushing from her hairline to the neckline of her
pretty summer frock and trembling violently. I could feel
my prick getting hard against her arse and she must have
been able to feel it too. This increased her trembling. I
looked into her baby-blue eyes and a tear rolled down her
cheek.
"You are a very pretty girl, Amanda" I said "far too good
to waste on a fifteen year old schoolboy." This is where
I got my surprise. I thought that I had broken her spirit
but she suddenly started to struggle. I let go of her
hand and took her bottom jaw in my left hand and slowly
squeezed. She began to sob. "If you struggle, or put up
any kind of resistance at all, I am going to slap you
hard. Would you like to lose some teeth?" She looked
horrified and tried to shake her head but I was holding
her jaw. "Are you going to behave?" I asked. She
desperately tried to nod. I let go of her jaw and took
her hand again. I could see the marks of my fingers on
her face imprinted on the blush. They slowly began to
fade. "Now that we understand one another, it is time to
get to know one another better" I said.
"I want you to kiss me the way that you and Tim kiss" I
said. She was now beginning to look more resigned and her
burst of spirit may have been a good thing as it seemed
to have finished off her resistance. She raised her lips
to mine and closed her eyes. I felt the featherlight
touch of a teenaged girl's soft lips caressing mine. My
prick began to swell more. This girl was something
special. She kissed clumsily and was clearly unpractised.
I had no reason to doubt that her experience was as
limited as she had described. I let her kiss me and made
no effort to force the pace. She obviously was not going
to proceed so I withdrew my lips and looked at her. Her
baby-blue eyes looked back at me and there was the first
faint sheen of perspiration on her forehead.
"That was a little girl's kiss" I mocked. "You are old
enough to be able to kiss better than that. Just relax,
keep your eyes open and look into mine." She was sitting
slumped on my lap and I could feel the fullness of her
left breast against my chest. I put my right arm round
her and gently rested it on her side just above her
waist. I lowered my lips to hers and looked into her
eyes. I began to kiss her more strongly, moving my lips
on hers. Her eyes widened as she felt my tongue touch her
lips. I slowly moved my tongue forward until her mouth
slightly opened and I then kissed her more firmly and put
my tongue between her teeth until it met her little
tongue. I held her firmly and gradually began to explore
her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she moved uncertainly on
my knee. I persisted, taking charge, as this was the
first in a long series of steps to complete sexual
domination. She was clearly uncomfortable with the
intimacy of the kiss, never having done anything like
that before, but I just carried on. The sooner she
realised that she was there to serve my requirements the
better. I finally took my lips from hers and looked into
her eyes. She was breathing deeply and I could see her
breasts heaving.
"Well, Amanda" I asked, "Did you enjoy that? Was it
better than kissing Tim?" She shuddered on my lap sending
delicious waves into my prick and balls. "I hated it" she
said quietly "It was dirty and disgusting." I laughed.
"What a baby you are" I said. "Now I want you to kiss me
like that. That is the way a woman kisses a man." She
shuddered, looked into my face and knew that resistance
was hopeless. She raised her lips to mine and closed her
eyes. I halted her. "Open your eyes Amanda, I want you
always to look into my eyes when you are kissing me."
She opened her eyes and fixing them on mine, raised her lips
to mine. I waited for her tongue and, sure enough I felt
it tentatively brush my lips. I opened my lips and sucked
her tongue into my mouth. Again I explored her mouth and
tongue and, at my leisure looked into her very soul and
saw the fear there. She had good reason to be frightened.
She began to pant into my mouth and I broke the kiss to
let her recover. She slowly began to calm down. I still
had hold of her right hand with my left and by right hand
was on her side just above her waist. I let her relax a
little and then gave her the next surprise.
"Amanda, I want you to tell me what you are wearing under
your dress" I said quietly. She looked shocked. I could,
of course, have just made her undress or undressed her
but I wanted to humiliate her as much as possible. There
was a long pause and she looked confused and miserable.
"Amanda, describe your undies to me. I won't ask you
again." There was a pause and she looked down at the
floor. "I have told you before, and this is your last
warning. When you are kissing me or speaking to me, you
look into my eyes." She rapidly raised her eyes to mine
and mumbled "I am wearing a bra, tights and panties under
my dress." I looked into her eyes. "That is not a very
good description. In future if I ask you something I
don't want to go over it twice. I want complete
descriptions, do you understand? Now I want you to tell
me exactly what your underwear is like and I won't ask
you again." In an almost mechanical voice she said,
"My bra is white with a bit of lace on the edges. It is a
34C cup size. My panties are white with little blue
flowers around the legs and my tights are dark and as
sheer as I could afford." "There you are" I said, "That
wasn't so hard was it?" She shuddered. I took a drink of
whisky and considered my next move. Too quick would be
too crude and this girl was worth taking time over.
"Now, Amanda, you said that Tim has never felt your tits"
I said. She blushed violently "Yes" she whispered. "Has
anyone ever touched your tits?." There was a pause and
then a very quiet "No." I had to consider what to do
next. It would be easy to tear off her clothes and fuck
her senseless but I had the feeling that this would mean
missing out on an awful lot with this girl. While I was
thinking I lowered my lips to hers and, looking deep into
her eyes, began to kiss her. This was the most thorough
kiss yet. I explored her mouth and gums with my tongue,
raping her virgin mouth. I stopped both when her
terrified panting began to transmit itself to my prick
and when I had decided what to do.
Holding her left hand tightly I moved my right hand
slowly up her side until it was just touching the lower
border of her right tit. I looked deeply into her eyes
and moved my hand up on to her breast. She gave a deep
gasp and went rigid. I was delighted. If touching her tit
over her clothes had this effect I was in for one hell of
a morning. Her tit was a beautiful handful of springy
girl flesh. There is nothing sweeter than a teenaged
girl's newly-developed tits. I could feel her little
nipple in the palm of my hand through what must have been
a very thin bra. Holding her hand firmly I began to
gently knead her tit as I looked into her eyes. The
perspiration beaded her forehead and I could see a deep
cloud of shame in her baby-blue eyes. She was holding her
breath. "Kiss me, Amanda" I commanded. She raised her
lips to mine and I began to deeply French kiss her as I
looked into her eyes and luxuriously felt her springy
virginal tit. This was the best yet. I broke the kiss and
looked down at her. She was a sea of red from the roots
of her hair down into her dress. It was time to see more
of that.
"Sit still and do not move" I ordered. I took my arm from
around her and let her support herself with her right arm
around my neck. This left my hands free. Using both hands
I reached for the top button of her dress and unfastened
it. She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered. I
just smiled and slowly continued unfastening her dress
until I reached the end of the row of buttons at her
waist. I drew her dress apart and looked at her exposed
flesh. She was not very brown and the whiteness of her
bra was outstanding. I could see the indentations of her
small nipples through the thin material. As she was
sitting slumped the slight folds of puppy fat of her
belly were visible with the cute indentation of her
belly-button above her tights. I drew her to me again
and, putting my arm round her, kissed her deeply. She had
clearly learnt her lesson as her eyes snapped up and
looked into mine. I moved my hand on to her right tit and
began to feel her through her bra. She gave a loud sob
thorough the kiss. I just ignored her and carried on
exploring her mouth and feeling her luscious breast. She
gave another sob. I broke the kiss and let her recover,
keeping my hand on her tit. Her sobbing breathing slowly
returned to normal.
"OK, Amanda, I think we can lose the dress now, don't
you?" She looked miserably into my eyes as I pushed her
to her feet. I had unfastened all the buttons and as it
was loose around the waist as she stood the dress fell to
the floor around her feet. I lay back in the armchair and
smiled at the fifteen year old virgin trembling in front
of me. She looked incredibly erotic in just her white bra
and dark tights and high-heeled shoes. I motioned to her
and she reluctantly settled back on my lap in her
previous position. I put my right arm round her, under
her armpit and straight on to her breast. She gasped and
moaned gently. As I sat feeling the trembling young
blonde I thought that it was time to humiliate her
further.
"Tell me, Amanda, what do you wear when you go to bed?"
She looked at me uncertainly, unsure where this was going
but clearly afraid. "I have a nylon nightie in the summer
and pyjamas for the winter" she said quietly. "And when
your daddy comes to kiss you goodnight, do you think that
he sees your tits?." She gave a loud gasp of shock and
took her arm from round my neck and covered her face with
both hands. I said, quietly and with menace "You know
better than that. Put your arm back round my neck and
take hold of the hand that isn't feeling your pretty
tit." She gasped and obeyed without question. "I think
that Daddy must get plenty of views of your pretty tits
when you are in your nightie before you go to bed. Does
he ever see you in your underwear?" She nodded bleakly.
"Come to think of it, even though you are fifteen, you
are still your Daddy's girl. Do you sit on his lap the
way you are on mine now only in your little nightie?" She
looked crushed, clearly it had never occurred to her that
I would ask her that. "Yes" she whispered. "And can you
feel your daddy's prick under your arse the way you feel
mine now?" "No" she whispered. "You little liar," I
thought, "but I'll let that one pass." "Perhaps his prick
isn't as big as mine" I laughed. "Does your Daddy brush
your tits "accidentally on purpose" when you are cuddling
up in your nightie?" I asked cruelly. "No" she gasped in
horror. It was time to leave this alone and to move on.
I moved her on my knee so that she was sitting with her
back to me and her legs open astride mine as though she
was sitting on a pony. This was the best position for my
next moves. I flicked her pony-tail aside and began to
kiss the back of her neck. She relaxed back against me,
perhaps finding this position less threatening as she did
not have to look at me. I moved my hands under her arms
and put them straight on to her breasts. She gave a loud
gasp and stiffened. I just ignored her and continued to
knead the fullness of her delicious young flesh through
her thin bra. This was the first time I had been able to
feel both tits and they were wonderful handfuls. They
were surprisingly big for a fifteen year old girl but as
firm as one would expect a teenager's breasts to be.
Although I could feel her little nipples in the palm of
each hand I could not feel them becoming erect. Her
breathing was becoming easier and she was possibly
becoming more accustomed to being felt.
"Don't dare move" I whispered into her ear. She began to
tremble, not knowing what to expect next. I could feel
perspiration from her armpits on both my forearms as they
stretched round her. She was clearly very frightened and
sweating with fear. She had good reason. Keeping my left
hand on her tit I moved my right hand slowly down across
her stomach gently feeling the puppy fat until I came to
her belly-button. I inserted the tip of my finger and she
gave a loud gasp. I gently squeezed all over her stomach
above the line of her tights, just letting her know that
her body was mine to do as I pleased. I moved both hands
down to her thighs and began to slowly rub up and down
the inner parts of her thighs from just above her knee to
just below her cunt, which I was careful not to touch. I
found the feel of the nylon tights very sensual on my
hands and I grasped the inner parts of both thighs
gently. She was panting gently. "Turn round and kiss me
Amanda" I commanded quietly. With the suppleness of youth
she turned on my knees and reluctantly offered her lips.
I gave her another deep kiss while I was holding the
inner part of her thighs just below her cunt. I could
feel her panty-line on my thumbs, I was that close. I
took my lips from hers and looked into her eyes.
"Time to lose the bra, I think" "Please, no" she whined
although I should have thought that she would have
realised by now that begging and pleading was hopeless. I
just ignored her and, removing my hands from her thighs
unfastened the catch of her bra. It fell forward loosely
on her arms. "Take it off" I ordered. She dropped it from
her arms to the floor. I took hold of her pony-tail and
pulled her back so that her back was resting against my
chest and put my hands under her arms again, straight on
to her bare tits. I could see the blush extending over
her shoulders as I thoroughly felt her breasts. I gently
squeezed them with the palms of my hands and then took
the nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Amanda
gave a loud gasp. I did not want to hurt her (yet) so I
gently pulled on her nipples but I could not get them to
erect. I moved her round again on my lap so that she was
sitting sideways with her arm around my neck. I lowered
my mouth to her tit and took the nipple between my lips.
Amanda gave a great shudder "No" she gasped "you mustn't
do that!." I gently began to suck her nipple, teasing it
with my teeth. As not much was happening, I sucked harder
and at last I began to feel the nipple erecting. She
began to breathe heavily and the flush extended over her
tits. I moved to the other tit and repeated the
performance. By now Amanda's eyes were staring wide open
and she was taking great gulps of air. I moved from one
tit to the other until the nipples were erect. As I doubt
if she had ever played with herself this was probably the
first time in her life that this had happened to her. She
had nice protruding nipples, once they had been
encouraged - just right for what I had in mind for later.
I fastened my mouth on hers again and looking deeply into
her, now cloudy, blue eyes I gave her a very thorough
French kiss while I felt her tit with her newly-erected
nipple. I just sat for a moment looking into her defeated
eyes while I felt her and drank my whisky. "Time for a
change of scene and a little more humiliation" I thought."
"Amanda, can't you see that I have finished my drink?
Don't you think that it would be polite to get me another
one?"
She climbed off my lap and walked slowly to the cocktail
cabinet. I admired the outline of her firm young thighs
clearly delineated by the sheer tights and her cute
little arse, stuck out a little as a result of the high
heeled shoes. When she had poured my drink she turned and
came back towards me I watched her tits bobbing as she
walked. To my surprise, her nipples had remained erect. I
let her stand in front of me holding my drink while I lay
back in the chair and leisurely looked over her body. She
looked like a young whore serving a drink in a topless
club but I doubt if the thought had occurred to her.
"What would Tim and your Daddy think if they could see
their little Amanda now, I wonder" I said maliciously.
She gave a loud sob but did not otherwise move.
"I think that it is time that we moved upstairs" I said.
Amanda looked at me in horror. "Just keep quiet, carry my
drink, bring the bottle, and lead the way to your
parent's bedroom. We need more space." She gave a loud
sob and turned for the door picking up the bottle on the
way. I picked up my bag and was right behind her and, as
she went up the stairs carrying my drink, for the first
time I put my hand on her arse. She jumped but did not
spill any drink. Her arse felt full and lovely and I
looked forward to getting to know it better. She led the
way straight to a large airy room containing a king-sized
double bed. Along the whole of one wall parallel to the
bed was a series of wardrobes with mirrored doors from
floor to ceiling. Excellent!!!
I moved over to the bed, kicked off my shoes, piled up
the pillows and just lay back watching her. She seemed
now to lack all will, waiting to be directed. "Put the
glass and bottle on the bedside table near me and come to
the side of the bed" I ordered. "I think that it is time
to lose the rest of your clothes - just slowly strip."
She looked at me helplessly and slid off her shoes. There
was a chair near the bed which would give me an excellent
view. "Sit on the chair when you have taken your tights
off." She began a quiet sobbing and peeled her tights
down her legs. Now she was only wearing a pair of small
panties, white as she had said with small blue flowers
around the legs. She sat on the chair as I had told her
and, clasping her hands in her lap, looked at the floor
in front of her. "OK, Amanda, take off your panties." She
raised her cute arse from the chair and slid her panties
down her legs, trying to keep her thighs pressed
together. When her panties hit the floor she sat quietly
sobbing with her hands in her lap, her thighs tightly
closed and looking at the floor in front of her.
"Amanda" I snapped, she raised her eyes fearfully to
mine. "Put your hands by your sides, keep your eyes on
mine and open your legs." For the first time she really
began to cry. Her sobs changed to deep gulps and tears
ran down her cheeks. She did not move. I think we had
finally got to the point where she was incapable of
obeying without my putting on more pressure. I got up
from the bed and walked over to her, fastening my left
hand in her pony-tail I pulled her upright making no real
effort to be gentle. I slapped her hard across the face
with my right hand twice and then again and I could see
the imprint of my fingers on her soft cheek. "Do you
remember what I said about losing teeth. Do you really
want your Mummy and Julia to suffer?" I snarled, "It is
all the same to me. Now stop that awful crying." With a
huge effort she brought herself under control and stood,
my hand still buried in her hair, rubbing her cheek. "If
I have to do that again then I will really hurt you -
don't forget. Now sit down and dry your eyes." I pushed
her down into the chair and threw her a box of tissues.
She wiped her eyes and, although she had stopped crying
she was quietly sobbing.
I walked back and lay down on the bed looking at her "OK
Amanda" I said, she raised her eyes to mine. "Put your
hands by your sides, keep your eyes on mine and open your
legs - I won't tell you again." She slowly parted her
thighs and for the first time I saw her virgin cunt. I
smiled as I looked from her cunt to her deeply blushing
face. She had a very prominent mound with two very fleshy
outer lips which were completely closed, showing just a
groove and rather sparse blonde curly pubic hair covering
her mound but leaving her lower lips clear. She was
clearly trying to keep her thighs as close together as
possible but I wasn't having any of it. The chair in
which she was sitting had very small upholstered arms
about three inches high. "Just right," I thought.
"Amanda, spread your thighs and hook them over the arms
of the chair." She gave a loud sob and hesitated. At
first I thought that she wasn't going to do it. This
would have been a real shame as it was still too early to
really hurt her. I wanted as much reluctant co-operation
as possible. I gave her a harsh look and she gradually
spread her thighs until they were hooked over the arms of
the chair, opening up her cunt to my inspection.
Spreading her thighs had caused her little groove to part
and I could begin to see the pink of her inner lips.
"Amanda, you have a lovely little cunt" I said. ""Have
you ever touched it while you have been in bed?" She
looked so horrified that I thought that what she would
tell me would be the truth. "Never" she gasped. I
laughed. "I think that it is time to improve your
education .Take your fingers and open your cunt for me -
just do it, or I'll come over there and you'll be sorry."
She quickly dropped her hands to her cunt and spread the
outer lips. She did it clumsily and with such lack of
familiarity that I doubted that, even in the darkness of
her bed she had made any experiments. I could see the
pink slash of her cunt opening with the inner lips
beginning to protrude. "Amanda, what do you think that
your Daddy and Tim would think of you now, sitting with
no clothes on and holding your cunt wide open for a
strange man to look at." She shuddered but did not
otherwise move. I reached in my bag which I had brought
up with me and took out my digital camera. I took a quick
photo of the terrified teenager sitting nude with her
thighs parted and holding her cunt gaping open.
"That is a memento of the occasion" I chuckled, "If you
don't behave yourself I will send copies to your Daddy,
to Tim and to your school. Now, come over here and lie
beside me." She let go of her cuntal lips as though they
were red hot and slowly climbed on to the bed, lying on
her back on the left side of the bed. I leaned over her
and looked down into her terrified eyes. I lowered my
lips to hers and began to give her another deep kiss. Her
eyes automatically opened and fixed themselves on mine. I
pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and began to mash my
lips against hers, regardless of her discomfort and fear.
I put my right hand on to her left breast and began to
feel it more roughly than before, pulling and tweaking
the nipple. She gave a little gasp into my mouth but I
persisted. I felt her nipple erect again. I took my lips
from hers and looked down the bed. Her thighs were
tightly clenched together. I began to twist her nipple.
She gasped with pain.
"This is your last warning, Amanda, open your legs and
keep them open or it will be the worse for you." Her
thighs reluctantly parted. I began to kiss her again and
slowly moved my hand down her belly on to her thigh. She
gave a deep sob. I took my mouth from hers and looked
deep into her eyes. "Unless you want me to really hurt
you, keep your eyes on mine and your legs wide apart."
I began to kiss her again, more gently this time as I now
had complete control, and moved my hand slowly up her
plump trembling young thigh until it was just below her
cunt. She was sobbing gently into my mouth and seemed
incapable of controlling the shaking that affected her
entire body. I moved my hand upwards on to her cunt and
let it rest, cupping her slit. She gave a loud gasp and
with a reflex action, tightly squeezed her thighs
together, trapping my hand. "Amanda," I said - and that
was all I needed to say. With a loud sob her thighs
relaxed open and her legs parted. I looked into her wide
blue eyes. "Well, Amanda, what do you think that Daddy
and Tim would think now? A well brought-up young virgin
lying naked in a man's arms and having her cunt felt.
Don't you think that they would be ashamed of you?"
"I can't help it" she whimpered, "you made me do it."
"Pretty easy though wasn't it" I mocked. I lay propped up
on my elbow, looking into her eyes, with my hand cupping
her cunt. I slowly began to explore her dry outer lips,
gently tugging on her pubic hair. She gave a great
shudder and closed her eyes. "Amanda, open your eyes and
look at me" I commanded harshly. Her eyes flicked open
and fixed themselves on mine. "Open your legs wider" I
ordered. She parted her thighs relaxing her knees
outwards and giving me complete access to her girlish
cunt. Her cunt was too dry. I thought a moment and then
brought my fingers to her lips. Suck my fingers" I
commanded. She looked horrified and disgusted but slowly
opened her mouth and took my three middle fingers between
her red lips. She could taste the unfamiliar tang of cunt
on my fingers but was powerless to help herself. "Come on
Amanda, put plenty of spit on my fingers" I said. As this
was obviously humiliating her, I made her suck my fingers
a little longer and then took my moistened hand from her
mouth. A small tendril of spit joined her lips to my
finger before it parted.
"Now, Amanda, keep your eyes on mine and your legs
apart." I moved my hand down to her cunt and this time I
put one finger between her cuntal lips and into her slit
for about an inch. The moisture on my fingers made it
easier and I slowly began to move my finger in and out,
not pressing too deeply but giving her the first finger-
fuck of her young life. Her blue eyes were wide and
staring and she was panting and trembling. To humiliate
her more, I sat up while I was fingering her and just
left her looking blankly at the ceiling. I began to
inspect her cunt more closely. To my delight it was
beginning to give off the typical girlish smell of cunt-
juice. Things were beginning to happen down there whether
she wanted them to or not. While finger-fucking her I
used my other hand to spread her outer lips and display
her soft inner lips and the small bud of her clitoris
which I had not yet touched. I explored the soft inner
lips and continued to finger her tight channel which
gripped my finger deliciously. I began to finger her
deeper. She gave a loud gasp, probably of discomfort
because her cunt was really tight, and I was now in about
two inches, far enough in to feel her virginal barrier.
"Well, Amanda, you have been a good girl haven't you?" I
mocked, "still a virgin at fifteen. Your boy-friend is
very slow, that's all I can say." She moaned softly. I
moved back up the bed, keeping my finger buried in her
cunt as far as her maidenhead. I began another slow
finger-fuck this time going as far as her hymen and now
adding a second finger. She gasped again and I was no
longer so sure that it was purely from discomfort. I
looked deep into her eyes and began to kiss her again,
gently this time, and giving her a thorough finger-fuck
with two fingers as far as her maidenhead. I could feel
her legs and cunt beginning to relax. "Aha!" I thought,
"I wonder if this little virgin is beginning to think
that having her cunt felt is not so bad after all."
I moved my lips from hers and lay, looking into her
frightened wide eyes with my two fingers deeply buried in
her virginal cunt. "OK, Amanda, bend your knees upwards
and outwards with your feet flat on the bed." She slowly
pulled her feet up the bed and parted her knees widely.
Her cunt, impaled on my fingers, now gaped open. I
removed my fingers from her cunt and brought them to her
lips. "Now, Amanda, suck your cunt-slime off my fingers"
I ordered. Without waiting I pushed my three fingers
between her moist red lips and smiled down at her. "Get
sucking." She began submissively to clean my fingers
although she could not prevent a look of revulsion
crossing her face. I didn't mind that. She could be as
repelled as she liked as long as she did as she was told.
I picked up my camera and moved down the bed so that I
was looking up at her between her widely gaping thighs.
I could see the red slash of her cunt after the finger-
fucking she had received beginning to gape open. "Smile
for the camera" I said. She looked scared but managed a
tight little smile. I got her with her legs wide open,
her cunt gaping and a terrified little virginal smile
topping the lot. I put my camera back on the bedside
table.
"Now, keep your hands by your sides, your thighs open as
they are and lie still or I will really hurt you" I said.
I moved up between her thighs and closely inspected her
slightly gaping cunt. I could smell the frightened girl
smell in spite of her fear. I moved my fingers to the
bottom of her slit, to the delicate area between her cunt
and arse and gently began to half stroke, half tickle
her. She gave a shuddering gasp but did not dare to close
her thighs. I moved my finger to her arse hole and
slowly brushed across it. "Please don't" she gasped "it's
so dirty." "You haven't seen `dirty' yet" I laughed. She
shuddered. I probed her virgin arsehole with the tip of
my middle finger and I could feel the resistance of the
outer ring of muscle. Although she was clenching her arse
cheeks and hoping that I would not notice she was undone
by the spit she had put on my fingers. Her arse hole
muscle suddenly gave way and my middle finger popped an
inch deep in to her tight back channel. I left it there
and moved my thumb into her open cunt. There was already
less resistance. Keeping her impaled on my fingers I
moved up the bed and looked into her eyes. "Well, Amanda,
aren't you a dirty little girl - letting a man you don't
know stick his finger up your arse. Do you like the
feeling?"
"No" she whispered, "I hate it." "Too bad" I smiled and
began to slowly and deliberately finger-fuck her virginal
arsehole while looking into her eyes and keeping my thumb
buried in her moist cunt. I lowered my lips to hers and
began to deeply kiss her while my finger was in her arse.
I began to finger-fuck her arse more deeply until my
finger was buried to the root in her little bottom. She
was squirming deliciously on my finger but did not dare
to close her thighs. I knew now that she was my creature
to do whatever I liked with. I removed my fingers from
her arse and cunt and brought them to her lips. "Suck my
fingers clean" I ordered.
"I can't" she whispered, "it's too dirty, I'll be sick."
I didn't hesitate but slowly pushed my fingers into her
mouth. A look of revulsion crossed her young face as she
tasted the sour forbidden taste of arsehole but I kept
her at it until my fingers were clean. "That wasn't so
bad was it?" A shudder racked her whole body. I moved
down the bed again so that I was lying between her
upraised parted knees and looking directly at her
slightly gaping cunt. I moved a little higher and lowered
my lips to her cute little belly button, into which I
pushed my tongue. I could hear her gasp. Her knees,
however , remained widely parted. I slowly drew my
tongue down her plump young belly until I reached her
pubic hair which I began to tug gently with my teeth. She
gasped. I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. She
was looking fearfully down at me wondering what I was
going to do next. "Keep your knees wide apart, Amanda,
and your feet just as they are. I don't want to have to
hurt you." I lowered my head and very slowly and gently
drew my tongue along the crack of her slightly gaping
cunt from the back to the front. She gave a loud gasp and
a shudder and I could see her little hands bunch into
fists and tightly clutch the bedclothes. Her heels
pressed down hard against the bed. I began to lick the
outside of her cunt-lips and then put the tip of my
tongue between them. All the time I was watching her
terrified eyes as they looked down at me. I pushed my
tongue deeper into her sweet young cunt and began to
French kiss it. I mashed her outer lips with mine and
pushed my tongue as far up her cunt as I could and sucked
deeply. She gave a loud hollow moan. I could smell the
girl smell mixed with sweat deep in my nose. It was
wonderful. I slowly withdrew my tongue and began to
gently lick her delicate inner lips, all the time moving
closer to the little bud at the front, the existence of
which she knew from biology at school, but the power of
which she was as yet unaware. I brought the tip of my
tongue to her little bud and gently began to tickle it.
She gave a loud gasp "Please don't" she whimpered "it
hurts." I laughed. " I don't think that it does, you
know. You have just never felt like this before." I
began to gently suck her clitoris, pulling on it with
my lips. I could feel it slightly expanding between my
lips and, probably for the first time ever coming out
from under it's little hood.
She shuddered and groaned deeply, pressing her heels
deeply into the bed. I knew that she was too frightened
and tense to come. I felt that I had probably gone as far
as I could like this and it was time to take a big step
forward. Her education was about to be extended beyond
anything that she could have imagined.
I moved back up the bed and lay back against the pillows
and finished my drink. "Amanda, pour me another drink,
sweetie, and then get back here" I ordered. She scooted
off the bed round to my bedside table and refilled my
glass and came back to her place beside me. I looked at
her, fixing my eyes on her baby-blue wide open gaze. "I
don't think that it is very fair. I have had the chance
to see and play with your body and you have not seen mine
at all." She gave another horrified gasp. I sat up and
took off my tee-shirt and lay back on the pillows with my
arms behind my head. "Unfasten my trousers, Amanda" I
said quietly. She looked terrified out of her wits.
Although a lot had already happened to her this morning I
really believe that it had just dawned on her that she
was going to be raped and that there was no escape. She
lay trembling but did not otherwise move. "I don't want
to have to ask you again" I said quietly. With trembling
fingers she reached down, unfastened the clip, and slowly
drew my zip down. When I am going on one of these
expeditions I wear as little as possible so I was not
wearing underpants. My prick popped out of the opening to
her horrified surprise. I ignored it for the moment and
just looked at her. "Get to the bottom of the bed, Amanda
and pull of my trousers and socks and then get back
here." She quickly did as she was told and I lifted up my
arse to make it easier for her. I was now as naked as she
was.
It was just as well that she had never seen a prick
before because mine is so much larger than average that
comparing it with a `normal' one would have terrified her
out of her wits. It is just over eight inches long when
erect and, more to the point, is very thick. I am
circumcised so there is a large threatening head like a
small orange. I have correspondingly heavy balls and
thick pubic hair extending back to my arsehole. Also, as
she would find out, I am multi-orgasmic. When I am
excited, and I have seldom been in a better situation,
there seems no end to my powers. That is bad news for
Amanda!
"OK, Amanda" I said "you told me downstairs that you had
never touched Tim's prick. I think that it is time for
your education to begin, don't you?" She shuddered. "look
into my eyes" I ordered. She looked dumbly at me. " I
want you to feel my prick and balls gently until I tell
you to stop." She looked fearfully down. My prick was
semi-erect lying across my thigh with a blob of pre-cum
staining the bead-spread. She did not move. "Do it" I
said quietly "or you know that I will hurt you." She
reached out with her small hand and gingerly touched my
prick about half way up the shaft. I made her close her
hand around the shaft and showed her how to wank me. My
prick rapidly became fully erect under this treatment.
She looked at the threatening sight with horror. "Do you
know what you are doing Amanda?" I asked maliciously. She
shook her head. Little liar I thought, no-one could be
that innocent. "You are giving me a wank" I lay with my
hands behind my head and let her slowly wank me. "Are you
enjoying it?" I asked. She shook her head. "Just you keep
on wanking me until I tell you to stop" I ordered. "Get
both hands on my prick." My prick was big enough and her
hands small enough for her to easily get both hands on.
She continued giving me a slow delicious wank. "Instead
of the baby kisses you gave Tim, just think, you could
have given him a nice grown-up wank like this. Don't you
think that he would have liked it?" She shook her head
miserably. "Well I know that he would" I said. "He is a
man. I bet he wanks himself in bed. It would have been
much nicer for him if you had done it. In future, if he
looks at you again when I have finished with you, you
make sure that you treat him like a man. Your only
function in life is to satisfy men's desires. If Tim
wants a wank, you give him one - understand." She sobbed
and nodded. "I wonder what your Daddy would think of his
little girl now" I mocked. She paused. "Just keep
wanking" I growled "I didn't say that you could stop but
keep wanking me with one hand and gently feel around
my balls with the other."
The miserable girl kept on slowly and rhythmically
wanking my big prick with her right hand and with her
left hand she began to fondle my balls. More pre-cum
oozed from the end of my prick under her treatment and
ran down over her hand.
She looked at it in horror. I stretched luxuriously. "Just
you keep on wanking me and feeling me" I said "I could
stand quite a lot of this. Considering that it is your
first time you are a pretty good little wanker." "Don't
you think that I deserve a kiss for letting you wank and
feel me?" I asked her. "Just keep on wanking me and give
me a nice kiss." She looked into my eyes and brought her
lips to mine. I immediately took command and began a deep
French kiss exploring all of her mouth and gums and
sucking gently on her tongue. She carried on mechanically
wanking me nice and slowly and fondling my balls. I could
feel the pre-cum running down over my prick and on to her
hand. I carried on kissing her, enjoying the wank. I Took
my lips from hers. "Amanda" I said quietly "I think that
you should thank me for letting you wank me. Weren't you
brought up to be polite?" "Thank you" she whispered so
that I could just about hear her. "What for?" I asked.
"For letting me wank you" she whispered miserably. I
looked into her eyes and smiled. "That wasn't so hard was
it?" She shuddered. All this time she had been gently
wanking me with her right hand and feeling my balls with
her left. I just let her get on with it while I had a
drink. Her eyes were fixed with horrified fascination on
the big prick that she was wanking and feeling.
"Amanda" I said quietly "you seem very interested in my
prick. Don't you think that you should give it a little
kiss?" She looked at me in absolute horror and shook her
head violently jerking her hand off my shaft. I wound my
hand in her hair again and pulled her face close to mine.
"Listen, this is your last warning. Do everything I tell
you without hesitation or you will get hurt. I will not
tell you again." I threw her head back and looked down at
her. "I did not tell you to stop wanking me" I growled
"get back to it." She hurriedly seized my prick in her
right hand and began her slow wank again. She seemed to
know instinctively how hard to grip and how fast to go.
"Now, kiss my prick." She lay looking at me in horror but
continuing to mechanically wank me with her left hand
under my balls. I raised my hand warningly. She shuffled
down the bed so that her head was level with my prick and
looked hopelessly up at me. "Kiss it, you little wanker"
I snarled. She slowly brought her lips to my shaft below
her wanking hand and above my balls and put a timid
little kiss on my prick. She then withdrew her mouth and
looked up at me. "That's not nearly good enough" I said
"do you know what a blowjob is?" She shook her head
dumbly - and I think that she was probably telling the
truth. She clearly had had a very sheltered upbringing.
"What I want you to do is to kiss the end of my prick" I
said firmly. She shook her head. I raised my hand
warningly again and I felt her hand tighten on my prick.
"Just keep wanking" I said "and kiss the tip." I felt her
breath on the end of my prick and then I felt the
slightest touch of her lips. She pulled away as though it
was red hot. I smiled down at her. "Now, open your mouth
and take the end of my prick into it" I said. She looked
horrified and shook her head, shrinking away from me
across the bed. She was still mechanically wanking my
cock and she had worked up a nice rhythm. It was funny
that her mind and body could be so cut off from what her
hand was doing. I reached out and pulled her towards me
by the hair so that her head was resting on my thigh so
that she was looking up at me with my prick rearing up
in front of her eyes.
"Right you little wanker, this is your last warning. Take
the end of my prick into your mouth." I kept my hand wound
in her soft hair and moved her head to my prick. I don't
think that I would have been able to get her to do this
without a bit of compulsion initially. I felt the end of
my prick brushing against her closed lips. I moved her
head around, smearing pre-cum all over her mouth. "Right,
Amanda, keep wanking me nicely and open your mouth wide."
She gave a convulsive sob. I twisted her hair a bit
tighter and felt her mouth slowly opening on the end of
my prick. "Wider you little wanker" I snarled. She opened
her mouth as wide as she could and the tip of my prick
was just touching her lips. I slowly pushed the big end
of my prick past her lips and her teeth and into her
mouth. I put about two inches in and just rested there.
"Now, Amanda, keep wanking me and close your lips around
my cock." She gave a great shudder but did as I
commanded. "Open your eyes and look at me" I snapped. Her
blue eyes, now misted with the shadow of defeat gazed up
at me. Her mouth was stretched around my prick which she
was still slowly wanking. "OK, you little cocksucker,
lets have a nice picture for Daddy." I picked up my
camera and took a picture of her startled face with my
prick resting two inches deep inside her mouth. I began
to move my prick around inside her mouth and I could see
the head bulging first one cheek and then the other. I
slowly moved it in and out about half an inch. She looked
completely crushed with her sweet red lips stretched
around my big prick and her blue eyes fixed on mine.
"Now, Amanda, for your first cocksucking lesson. Run your
tongue around the end of my prick and gently suck." She
automatically followed orders. It was a really delicious
sensation, just like being held in a velvet vice. "I
don't want to have to do any work. Move your head
backwards and forwards just keeping my prick inside
your lips and taking it in as far as you can. Run your
tongue around the end and keep gently sucking and
wanking."
It was amazing how quickly she picked up the idea. I
looked down at this little virgin giving me a very
competent blowjob only five minutes after I had started
teaching her. "You are a natural cocksucker Amanda" I
said "now take my prick deeper into your mouth." It was
too much to expect her to deep-throat me but she was
taking about four inches of my prick into her mouth and
sucking gently. I thought that that was pretty good for a
beginner. I was surprised that I had lasted so long with
this little blonde virgin fondling my balls, wanking me
gently and sucking my prick. I could feel the pressure
beginning to build in my balls. Amanda knew that
something was happening because she felt my prick
suddenly harden as it spasmed. I grabbed her hair and
held her mouth fixed on my prick. It dawned on her what
was about to happen and her eyes widened in horror. I
just smiled at her as I came in a rush of cum that filled
her mouth, ran down her throat and trickled out of her
lips. She looked wide-eyed and terrified with her mouth
clamped to my prick and spunk running down her chin. I
reached for my camera with one hand and took a quick
picture of her raped face. I kept her mouth fixed on my
prick but she had stopped wanking me. I didn't mind that.
I just looked down at her and smiled. "If only your Daddy
and Tim could see you now you dirty little cocksucker.
Lying with your face covered in cum and your mouth around
the prick of a guy whose name you don't even know who you
have just sucked off. What do you think they would feel
about that?" I let go of her hair and she stayed just as
she was. I think that she was in a state of shock. I
pulled her off my prick and threw her some tissues.
"Clean yourself up cocksucker" I taunted. She wiped her
face and dried her tears. "Now use that pretty little
tongue to clean up my prick and balls" I ordered
brusquely. She took one look at my face and knew that it
was useless delaying. I picked up my drink and lay back
as I watched the little blonde virgin licking around my
semi-erect prick and, for the first time, licking my balls.
I just lay back relaxed and drinking while I got my
strength back and I just let her get on with it. With me,
it doesn't take long and soon I started to harden again.
I motioned up the bed and she quickly scooted up so that
she was lying beside me again. "Feet up and knees apart,
Amanda, like before" I said brusquely. She did not
hesitate but drew her feet towards her arse and let her
knees fall apart. "Good girl" I said. I put my fingers to
her mouth and she mechanically sucked on them,
transferring spit and cum to my fingers. I put my hand
straight on to her cunt with no messing about. She gave a
soft gasp and pressed her feet into the bed. I began to
casually finger-fuck her with two fingers going in as far
as her maidenhead. She blushed and shuddered. I included
a third finger in the fuck and began to deliberately
stretch her cunt. She gasped. "Look into my eyes, Amanda"
I commanded. She opened her eyes and fixed them on mine.
I put my lips to hers and put my tongue deep into her
mouth. I gave her a long kiss, tasting my own spunk on
her tongue. I just lay, relaxing, kissing the frightened
virgin deeply while I was giving her a vigorous finger-
fuck with three fingers as deep as I could without
breaking anything. I slipped my left arm round her neck
and moved it down on to her left breast which I began to
knead. I pulled on her nipple and watched it erect. I
began to gently twist her nipple as I was kissing and
finger-fucking her. Her breath began to come in pants as
the various sensations flooded through her body. She was
still far too tense and frightened to come so I
concentrated on giving her a little pain. I twisted and
squeezed her nipple and she gasped into my mouth. I just
ignored it, carried on deeply kissing her and giving her
a good three finger-fuck. I twisted her left nipple until
she began to gasp with pain and then I left it and began
to roughly squeeze her tit. Her gasps increased as I
mauled her tit roughly and finger-fucked her moist and
quivering cunt. At last I took my mouth from hers and
looked down triumphantly at her. She was still being
roughly finger-fucked and her tit was being squeezed much
harder than was comfortable. I didn't care, all I knew
was that all this was turning me on again. She lay
panting with her knees splayed outward and my fingers in
her cunt. "Do you like that Amanda?" I asked. She
shuddered. "I am so scared" she whispered. I slowed down
the finger-fuck, still using three fingers but going more
gently. "I tell you what would be nice Amanda" I
whispered "how about another nice wank." Lying on her
back she reached over with her left hand, turning
slightly towards me and began to wank me off. "You are a
natural my sweet. In a short time you have become a
pretty good little wanker." My fingers continued slicking
in and out of her open cunt. I just lay enjoying the feel
of her hand on my prick again.
"Do you know what we are going to do now?" I asked
calmly. She looked at me with fear in her eyes. "Keep
wanking me my sweet little cocksucking Amanda and I'll
keep feeling your pretty cunt while I tell you. Whatever
you do, keep your thighs apart as they are and don't stop
wanking me or it will be the worse for you. Do you
understand?" She nodded dumbly. I gave her a gentle kiss
on the lips without using any tongue and lay looking at
her anxious pinched face. Her cunt was getting very wet
and I could feel the cunt-juice slurping around my
fingers. That was good.
"It is time for you to be fucked, my sweet. I am going to
turn you from a girl into a fucked-out woman. I am not
going to use any protection and I am going to shoot all
my cum deep into your womb. Believe me, you will get a
baby from this morning" As I spoke to her she looked more
and more afraid, the fear slowly turning to horror. Her
eyes widened and she began to pant. Big tears formed in
her eyes and slowly ran down her cheeks. Her body was
wracked with a convulsive sobbing. "Remember what I told
you" I snarled "keep your thighs well apart and don't
dare to stop wanking me." I got a fourth finger into her
cunt and began to spread her outer lips as much as I
could. She was going to need it. "Stop crying Amanda" I
said calmly, looking into her puffed-up eyes "don't be
such a baby just when you are on the verge of becoming a
woman."
She looked hopelessly into my eyes. "Please don't give me
a baby" she begged "what will I do? What will my parents
say? I wanted to go to University after school and I
can't if I have a baby. I couldn't get rid of it."
"Splendid!" I thought. I just looked at her. "You don't
get it do you, Amanda" I said " I don't care in the least
what you want. After this morning you will just be one
more of my bitches having my kid. How you live your life
is your affair - but it will include a baby." I pushed my
fingers deep into her cunt right up against her hymen.
"Feel this, my sweet?" I asked "you won't have it many
minutes longer." Putting a time on it like that terrified
her. I could feel her whole body trembling. Mechanically
she continued gently wanking me off - she didn't dare
stop. I took my fingers from her sloppy cunt and put them
to her mouth. "Lick my fingers clean like before" She
automatically opened her lips and accepted my smelly
fingers. I wiped them round the inside of her mouth. She
shuddered.
"Now listen, Amanda, you know what is going to happen so
you might as well accept it but I want you to ask me if
you can please have my baby." She looked at me in
disbelief and shook her head violently, tears beginning
to run down her cheeks again. She slowed down her wanking
action. I just glanced down and she got the message loud
and clear and carried on wanking me off properly. "Ask
me" I repeated. She shook her head. I put my right hand
across her body on to her left breast and I began to
squeeze it. She shook uncontrollably, adding to the
sensations of the wank. I was really hurting her tit now
when I let it go and grasped the nipple between my thumb
and forefinger. I knew that she would not be able to
stand this I began to twist. She gasped and took her hand
off my knob. I just looked at her. She quickly took hold
of my prick again and began to wank me. I pulled and
twisted her nipple and she gave a low moan. I could see
how much I was hurting her. "Well?" I asked. No answer. I
just let go of her nipple and slapped her hard across the
face. She stared vacantly into space and the imprint of
my hand was clear on her cheek. "Well?" I repeated. No
answer. I slapped her again, harder. Her head rocked to
the side and she gave a little squeal. I could see her
trying to say something. "Right, you little wanker, I
have really lost patience with you now. Don't say I
didn't warn you." I could see froth on her lips mixed
with a little blood. "Please... " she whimpered. "Please
what, Amanda?" I asked. There was a long silence while
her body was convulsed with sobs. She had stopped wanking
me but her little hand was still clasping my prick. I let
it go because I knew that she needed all her
concentration for what was to come. She looked hopelessly
up at me and whispered "Please may I have your baby" and
closed her eyes numbly. I smiled. "Open your eyes Amanda
and look at me." She did so automatically. "Are you sure
that that is what you really want?" She shuddered and
nodded dumbly. "That wasn't so hard was it, now
get wanking." I lay back and had a drink as my reluctant
young victim recovered her composure while she continued
to give me a nice wank. I gave her a tissue to wipe
the blood from her mouth and to clean herself up.
"If you behave yourself, I won't have to hurt you again -
but just remember that I can and I will if I have to."
My prick was as hard as an iron rod now. She was lying on
her back still with her feet drawn up and her thighs
widely splayed apart. She looked like a fucked-out little
whore, and I hadn't even started! "You can stop wanking
me now" I said and I moved down the bed until I was
kneeling between her thighs. She looked at me between her
plump childish thighs in mute terror. "Remember, Amanda,
you asked for this so you can put my prick into your
cunt. Open your cunt-lips with your left hand and use
your right hand to guide my prick in." "Please don't make
me do this" she begged as she reluctantly put her left
hand down to her cunt and spread the lips. I knew that
she was completely cowed when she took my prick in her
right hand and clumsily pressed it against her cunt. I
took over and slowly pushed the head of my prick between
her outer lips. She gave a loud gasp and screwed her eyes
up. "Open your eyes and look at me Amanda, You know the
rules" I snapped. She opened her blue eyes and fixed them
on mine. I slowly began to push my prick into her tight
cunt. She gasped and shuddered but kept her eyes on mine.
It was hard going. I don't think that a prick the size of
mine would have gone into her tight little channel
without tearing her if I hadn't stretched and moistened
her with a decent finger-fuck so recently. I was now
about an inch up her and I stopped pushing and started to
very gently fuck her fresh young cunt with the end of my
tool. It felt great and her channel was slowly becoming
more relaxed in spite of her terror. "Do you like that
Amanda?" I asked. She shook her head in mute fear. Her
face was red with shame and she was trembling with fear.
I pressed a little harder and slid a little further in.
Suddenly I felt resistance. I was in about two inches and
was at her hymen. She flinched and I knew that she had
felt it too. I withdrew again and started gently fucking
her so that the end of my prick was touching and
stretching her hymen with each stroke. I just carried on
as I knew that her cunt was becoming more stretched
every moment by my prick but the time had really
and Amanda knew it.
She was so tight and hot inside. I was already beginning
to feel a tingle in my balls. I knew that this might not
last very long. I didn't care! However long it lasted,
was going to be pure bliss. I pushed forward once more
sliding in to meet resistance at around two inches deep.
I rested the head of my cock against her hymen while
trying to decide the best way to do it. I pushed a little
harder against her tight virgin barrier. The feeling was
so intense for me that I couldn't think of anything but
how great it would feel to be all the way inside of her.
I pushed Amanda's legs down flat against the bed and
climbed between her thighs in a traditional missionary
position. I thought that that position would give me the
most control over her and the best leverage for breaking
through her cherry in one hard and forceful stroke. I
looked deep into her eyes and smiled cruelly.
"You're going to have a Spring baby," I said quietly. I
began to push deeper into her virgin childish cunt. "No,
no," she whimpered. My face was now very close to hers,
our noses were touching and I was staring into her eyes.
Her young blue eyes gazed straight back into mine in mute
terror. I kissed her and pushed my tongue into her mouth
to keep her quiet. She had already had my prick in there,
so she didn't fight now, her resistance appeared to be
over. My cock was still nibbling at her maidenhead,
slowly forcing an opening. Her whole body squirmed and
trembled, as my invading organ kept pushing and pushing.
And then, with one hard shove I penetrated her more
deeply. She gave a sharp yelp against my lips, that
special terrified sound young girls always make as they
are being deflowered. I had heard it many times, but I
never become tired of it. Her eyes widened and she
desperately tried to throw me off. I was having none of
it. I just pushed her back into the bed and thrust
harder. I forced my way deeper inside her squirming hips,
pushing past her torn and ruined cherry. "Oh somebody
please help me!" she squealed, tearing her lips from mine
as I drove my shaft home. With my left hand I seized her
by the hair tightly twisting her ponytail, now wet with
the sweat of fear, looked deep into her terrified eyes
and began another deep kiss, my weight pressing down on
her. With the other hand I began to firmly fondle her
right tit. Her nipple was erect. Inch by inch I forced my
way into her virgin body, gradually impaling her on my
huge prick. She struggled and thrashed, as I slowly
entered her. In a couple seconds my cock had completely
disappeared between her plump childish thighs up to my
balls. She was tight, but still I was able to get the
whole thing in. I could feel the taste of her blood on my
lips as she bit the inside of her lip. Here was this
beautiful teenager, lying flat on her back, her thighs
splayed wide apart, impaled on my large cock. Although
she was so tight I could move in her. I began to
slowly fuck her, moving my prick out about four inches
and pressing hard into her until the end of my giant tool
rubbed against her cervix. She was sobbing against my
kiss and her whole body was shaking.
I withdrew my lips from hers. She lay, looking at me
dumbly, her forehead beaded with perspiration and her
lipstick smeared. I could smell the terrified girl-smell
of a deflowered virgin coming off her heated body. The
smell of the sweat from her armpits was strong in my nose
and the whole room seemed to be filled with the scent of
cunt. I carried on fucking her, slowly lengthening my
stroke until she was getting six inches and at the end of
each push I could feel her cervix rubbing my knob-head.
"Well, little Amanda" I gloated "you are no longer a
virgin. What do you think that your Daddy and your boy-
friend Tim will think of you now? Do you think that Tim
will want to go out with you now that you have been
fucked? Just think, he has been going out with you for
six months and he never even felt your tits. I have known
you for less than two hours and here you are lying under
me with my prick deep in your belly waiting for me to
give you a baby." I began to fuck her a little harder,
but still just giving her six inches. She gasped and her
hips began to move. I pulled my prick right back so that
the tip was just inside her outer lips. I looked down and
saw my prick and the bed-spread stained with her virgin
blood. I rammed my prick deep in her to her cervix and
felt my balls nestle against her soft arse. Her hips
jerked spasmodically.
I looked down into her defeated eyes. "Ah, you like that
do you" I said. She shuddered but, despite herself, her
hips continued to squirm. I began to mess further with
her mind. "Don't you wish that your Daddy could see his
precious little girl, his darling daughter, just as she
is now, like any other little whore, lying with her legs
open and letting a man fuck her? When he knows what you
have done he will never think the same about you again.
He will always wonder if you were willing to let me do
this. You are a strong healthy girl. He will always be
tormented by doubt and the feeling that you should have
fought harder. In fact, don't be surprised if the next
time you are sitting on his knee in your little nightie
you feel her prick under your arse and his hands on your
tits. He may even think that as you are such a little
whore and have given your virginity to a man so willingly
that you liked it. He may feel that since you put out for
me so easily you will for Tim if he can stand you after
this, so he may as well have a piece himself. You could
become the school and family whore if this all gets out"
She groaned and her body began to be wracked with
convulsive sobs.
I began to fuck her harder. Pressing her arse deeper into
the bed and giving her a full eight inches. Her eyes were
screwed up and she was biting her lip. This was the
hardest fucking yet and I knew that her cunt was being
stretched and might even have torn a little. It was very
moist and, looking down I could see more blood. I kept
pressing deeper and deeper, my knobhead brushing her
cervix with each stroke. She was sobbing convulsively a
fleck of blood at the corner of her smeared lips. "Open
your eyes" I commanded. She looked miserably up at me. I
could feel the pressure beginning to build up in my balls
and my knob hardened even more as the spasm began. "Here
comes your baby, Amanda" I whispered into her ear. I
withdrew to the opening of her violated and torn cunt
and, and with the spurts of cum with beginning to flood
her from my rigid tool I pushed my prick deep into her
open cunt and spewed my potent sperm against her cervix
and straight into her womb. I lay on her with my prick
buried to the balls in her raped cunt and I could feel
her horrified gasping breathing. Her damp hair was soft
on my cheek and the smell of girl-sweat from her armpits
and forehead was stronger. "Your womb is full of my
sperm, Amanda, and you will get a nice little baby come
Spring" She sobbed and tried to move. "Just you lie there
for a while" I said feeling my prick becoming softer in
her cunt. "Now," I whispered into her ear "give me a nice
kiss and thank me for giving you a baby" She lay dumb and
unresponsive seemingly in a state of shock. I was still
fondling her right tit so I began to squeeze it harder
and moving to the nipple I gave it a sudden vicious
twist. She gasped with pain. I looked into her clouded
blue eyes. "Well?" I asked. She shuddered and her whole
body began to tremble. After one or two wordless noises
she licked her smeared lips and offered them to mine. I
began a slow luxurious deep kiss lying on the fucked
teenager with one hand buried in her hair and the other
squeezing her plump tit, the nipple of which I could
feel hard and erect against my palm and my softening
prick deeply buried in her violated cunt.
I just let her lie there and took my time exploring her
mouth and fondling her springy tit. I could feel her
sweaty and bloodstained thighs splayed under me sticking
to mine as I moved slightly. She was totally at my mercy.
I withdrew my lips and looked into her defeated and
fucked-out eyes. I knew that she would never be the same
again and so did she. She whispered quietly "Thank you
for giving me a baby." "That's better, I knew that you
were a polite well brought-up girl" I mocked. It was time
to screw her mind up some more while I recovered.
I took my hand from her right tit and put my fingers to
her lips. "Just get sucking" I ordered. "Pull your feet
up and spread your knees like before" I commanded. She
seemed to have no will left and dumbly complied
immediately, her smeared sexy lips closing on my fingers
and her knees widely splayed. "You have very quickly
become my little fuck-toy haven't you Amanda? It
certainly didn't take much effort. You are such an easy
lay. It is a pity for Tim that he didn't know that you
were this easy" I mocked. "Have you no pride? Don't you
think that your family would be ashamed of you if they
could see you now?" Tears oozed from her eyes further
smearing the small amount of eye make-up she had applied
that morning. "Now just listen to me and keep sucking."
She looked up at me with a defeated hopelessness in her
eyes, a feeling that I knew she would never forget and
that would stay with her for the rest of her life.
I could feel my prick hardening in her cunt and I began
to move slowly in her just an inch or so. She was moist
and easy now as her cunt was lubricated by my cum. "No,
please" she whimpered "not again." "We haven't even
nearly finished, my little fuck-toy" I smiled. I took my
right hand from her girlish belly and moved it under her
thigh so that I approached her arse. Looking into her
shocked eyes I pushed the middle finger of my right hand
straight into her still virgin hole. She gasped loudly.
I pushed my finger deep up her hole and started to finger
fuck her arse deeply and slowly while my prick gently
fucked deep into her ruined cunt. She gave a loud sob of
pain and caught her breath as I pushed a second finger
into her arse and began to stretch her hole. I pressed my
fingers as deeply as I could and began to twist my hand.
She moaned and her hips began to twitch. I began to fuck
her cunt more deeply, giving her all eight inches and
pushing my prick into her to the balls, feeling her
cervix caressing the end of my knob. I put a third finger
into her arse and continued finger-fucking her back hole
as deeply as I could, twisting my fingers with each
thrust. I could feel the sweat and mucus from her fevered
hole lubricating my invading hand and her girlish
buttocks clenched against my fingers.
The fingers of my left hand were still twisted in her
hair. Her eyes looked empty and unfocussed for the first
time so I gave her hair a vicious twist to concentrate
her mind. She looked into my eyes and with my hand buried
in her arse I increased the depth and force of the
movement of my prick until I was hammering her cunt and
having a very satisfactory ride. I continued to give her
the full eight inches deep into her cunt so that my balls
slammed against her arse as the end of my knob battered
her cervix. I could feel the slime and blood around my
prick and her cunt felt looser as her knees splayed
helplessly. I looked down at her and her plump tits were
bouncing on her chest with each thrust. I carried on
riding her roughly and forced a fourth finger into her
arse. She sobbed helplessly. I knew that she would not be
able to come and I wasn't bothered anyway. I kept on
fucking her hard with my hand up her arse until I began
to feel the familiar tingle in my balls and the
increasing tension in my prick. I leaned down and pressed
my lips against her reluctant little mouth which I
immediately invaded with my tongue. I gave her a rough
kiss as, with my hand shoved deep into her arse, I began
to flood her womb with another lot of hot cum. She sobbed
helplessly against my mouth and I lay on her with my left
hand deeply buried in her spreading arse while I sucked
on her tongue and let the remains of my ejaculation flow
into her receptive womb. I just lay there, sucking on her
tongue, enjoying the smell of her sweat, while I got my
breath back and let the remainder of my cum leak into her
cunt. I could feel my prick becoming softer and I knew
that I would need a rest.
I removed my lips from hers, took my hand out of her arse
and brought it to her lips. "Get sucking" I ordered. She
gasped and shook her head as she smelt the tang of her
own shit on my fingers. "I can't" she whimpered "please
don't make me." I just looked down at her and slowly
pushed four fingers into her mouth stretching her lips.
A look of revulsion crossed her face but she obediently
sucked on my fingers. When she had cleaned them I removed
my left hand from her hair and slowly pulled my prick out
of her cunt. She just lay, fucked and defeated. I picked
up my camera and moved down the bed between her thighs.
Her cunt was a sight. It gaped open slackly four or five
inches and blood-stained cum leaked down towards her
arsehole which was also beginning to gape. "Smile for me
Amanda" I ordered. She raised her head from the pillow
and her lips twisted into the semblance of a smile. I
took a couple of photographs. I moved up the bed and put
my camera down. I picked up my drink and relaxed back
against the pillows. Amanda lay beside me quietly
sobbing. My prick lay on my thigh semi-erect and I knew
that before I could do anything else I needed a rest. No
problem, I had plenty to occupy myself.
"OK, Amanda" I said quietly, "Get down there and clean me
up with your tongue." Her resistance was so broken now by
my physical and mental pressure that she didn't even
argue or hesitate. She moved down the bed until her head
was level with my prick, leaned over and began to lick my
prick and balls. I just relaxed watching the dominated
little schoolgirl washing my prick and balls with her
pink tongue. When she had been over my prick and balls
she hesitated but kept her head at the level of my thigh.
She knew what was next almost without my saying. "Suck me
off, Amanda," I ordered "and look at me while you do it
so that we can carry on talking." Without hesitation she
took my semi-erect prick into her mouth, washed round the
knob end with her soft tongue and gently started to suck
me off while I looked into her eyes. "You are such an
easy lay" I taunted "It isn't difficult to get you to
suck me off is it? I think that you like the feel of a
prick in your mouth."
I didn't touch her but had a pull on my drink and looked
round. There was a second door in the room. "Where does
that lead?" I asked. "It's my Mummy and Daddy's bathroom"
she whispered. "Good" I said "right, Amanda, just you go
into the bathroom and wash the sweat off yourself. Stand
where I can see you and don't close the door. Wash your
legs and the outside of your cunt but keep away from the
inside and leave your arse hole alone. I want you
smelling nice when you come back. Do you understand?" She
nodded and tried once or twice to say something. I looked
at her and waited. "I want to go to the toilet" she
whispered. "You can, but leave the door open so that I
can watch you" I replied, seeing another chance to
humiliate her. She looked shocked but had got beyond
arguing with me.
She got off the bed and moved stiffly and rather bow-
legged, towards the door. "Is your cunt sore?" I asked
maliciously. I heard her sob as she went into the
bathroom, leaving the door open. Good, I could see the
toilet from where I was lying. She sat on the toilet and
hugged herself with her arms looking at the floor.
"Amanda!" I said sharply "you know better than that. Sit
back, hands by your sides, open your legs and look into
my eyes." She leaned back and looked into my eyes across
the twenty feet or so that separated us. I could see the
open slash of her cunt and I admired her tip-tilted tits
as they heaved with her embarrassed breathing. I heard
her fart and the plop as she shat. She blushed furiously
as she saw me watching her. I heard the loud buzz as she
began to piss. Tears ran down her cheeks as her bladder
emptied. I picked up my camera and took a picture of her
humiliation. For a modest girl, in spite of all that had
happened to her, this might have been her greatest
torment yet. It is odd what people can stand and just
what can break their spirit. I watched her clean herself
and gingerly stand. "Now wash yourself and clean your
teeth" I ordered. She filled the basin and began to
follow my instructions exactly. She dried herself and
picked up a tin of talcum powder. "Don't worry about
that" I said "I like to smell you as you are. Get back in
here."
She shuddered and slowly moved back into the bedroom,
walking very carefully. I got off the bed and went to
her. I took her in my arms with my left hand dropping to
squeeze and fondle her arse cheek and my right hand
caressing her left breast. I knew that she could smell my
sweat but it didn't bother me. I gave her a deep kiss
enjoying her clean mouth while I looked into her eyes and
fondled her soft young body. Taking my lips from hers I
released her and went to sit on the chair that she had
been on earlier. "We have made a mess of the bed" I said
looking at the bloodstained bead-spread. "Find another
cover and tidy it up." Without saying anything, she did
as I told her and stood dumbly waiting for further
orders. I had clearly driven all initiative out of her.
"Pour me a drink and lie down on the bed where you were,
Amanda" I said. She hastened to obey and I moved to the
bed and lay down beside her. I picked up my drink and lay
resting, recovering my strength. Amanda lay beside me on
the fresh bed looking up at the ceiling, gently trembling
and in spite of her wash, smelling of girl-sweat. She was
very crushed and frightened. I glanced at my watch and
knew that I still had plenty of time.
I glanced down at my semi-erect prick lying on my thigh.
"What about a nice wank, Amanda?" I asked. She sighed,
sat up against the pillows, took hold of my prick with
her soft hand and began to gently wank my prick to
hardness again. She really was becoming an expert little
wanker. It seemed a pity that she would be so scared of
sex after this morning that it would be wasted
experience. As my prick hardened I looked at her. "Come
on sweetie" I said "you can do better than that. Toss me
off a bit harder." She began to wank me with a delicious
firm stroke. I grinned at her. "You see, you can do it
when you try. Now just keep on wanking me like that until
I tell you to stop and while I have a drink just suck me
off for a while." She did not even hesitate but moved
down the bed and took my prick into her mouth. She wanked
me into her little rosebud lips, washing the head of my
prick with her soft little tongue and began to gently
suck me off. I took a quick picture of her rosebud lips
stretched around the prick that she was compliantly
wanking into her mouth and lay back, drinking my whisky,
and smiling down at the blonde teenager lying across my
thigh sucking me off. I could feel the strength returning
to my loins. When my prick was hard I motioned to her.
"Get back up here beside me" I ordered. She took her
mouth from my prick and moved up the bed. Such was her
programming that she carried on wanking me without a
pause. "Just carry on wanking me and feel my balls with
your other hand while we have a talk" I smiled. I had a
drink while I enjoyed the wank and the sensation of her
soft hand as the scared and sweating young girl gently
caressed my balls.
"I am going to fuck you up the arse, Amanda, like the
little bitch that you are" I said casually. She went pale
and the motion of her hand slowed. "Just keep on wanking"
I snarled, "I have warned you." She looked horrified.
"You just can't" she pleaded, her plump knees trembling
as they splayed out and her hips twitching. "Please
don't" she pleaded "I'll do anything." "I know you will"
I said "now just get on and wank me. In fact, suck me off
as well while I have a drink and you can be thinking
about it." Like the experienced little cocksucker she had
become she slid up and took four inches of my prick into
her hot little mouth and began to deliciously suck me
off. I felt the suction on my knob suddenly increase as
she carried on with her exciting rhythmical wank. I knew
that much more of this would make me come and I decided
to come in her mouth again. I just relaxed and let her
wanking hand coupled with the beautiful rhythmical
sucking of my knob do its work. I felt the pressure
building up in my balls again and my prick suddenly
hardened. She had felt it before so she knew what was
going to happen. I saw her eyes widen but was too afraid
to take her mouth away. "Keep your lips closed and look
at me. Don't take your mouth off my prick till I tell
you" I snarled as I filled her mouth and throat with jet
after jet of hot cum. She gagged a little but kept her
mouth on my prick while she swallowed my cum. A small
trickle leaked out of the corner of her mouth. She lay
with her head on my thigh and my semi-hard prick in my
mouth. Although she still had her hand around my shaft
she had stopped wanking me. "OK, cocksucker, just clean
up my cock and balls with your tongue while I have a
drink." I lay back in contentment and had another pull on
my whisky while the fucked-out teenager cleaned up my
cock and balls with her hot little pink tongue.
I knew that her resistance was completely broken and she
was waiting to be told what to do. "I am getting tired of
looking at your slutty little whore's body" I said
harshly "go to your bedroom and bring back all your
nighties and I'll tell you which one you can wear, and be
quick." She scuttled out and was back in about a minute
with three night-dresses. I chose a peach-coloured nylon
one with a deep scalloped neckline that clung to and
outlined her tits and just reached to her hips. It was
normally worn with panties but she wouldn't be needing
those. "Right, slut," I said throwing it to her. "Brush
your hair and put that on." She did, and with her freshly
brushed hair she looked like the virginal teenager that
both she and I knew that she would never be again. I
needed a rest after my efforts and I had had enough
whisky. On the dressing table was an automatic tea-making
set. "OK, Amanda, while I rest you can make me a nice cup
of tea." She rushed to do what I said while I enjoyed the
sight if her in her little nightie with her tits pressing
out against the sheer nylon fabric reflected in the
mirrors. I was interested to see that her nipples were
still erect. She brought me my tea and stood waiting by
the bed. I pointed to the chair that she had used before.
"Go and sit over there" I said, "open your legs and hang
your thighs over the sides of the chair. Pull your
nightie up so that I can see your cunt. I'll call you
when I want you. You can spend the time playing with your
tits.." She mechanically did as I said, fondling and
squeezing her tits, and looking at me through dead,
hopeless, raped, fucked-out eyes. I took another picture.
I lay back looking into her eyes while I enjoyed my tea.
"We can do a couple of things when I leave you" I said
conversationally. "I can leave you to get on with your
life and explain your baby to your parents and to Tim or
I could send the pictures I have taken to all your
friends. If they see them they would know that you are an
available cunt who has been well fucked. Boys would never
treat you with respect again. They would only ask you out
because they know that they can fuck you - and they would
fuck you because they'd know that they could get away
with it on every date. Once they know that you have been
fucked boys lose all respect for you and can just do what
they like to you and talk about it to their friends.
Until your pregnancy becomes obvious you would be the
school slut and there wouldn't be a thing that you could
do about it." I could see the horror dawning in her eyes
as she thought about what I had just said. "Please don't"
she whispered desperately "please don't." "Don't you
think that I should even send some pictures to Tim?" I
asked. "After all, he has been going out with you and he
hasn't even felt your tits. Don't you think that he
deserves a fuck now that you are available?" She sobbed
loudly. "Please, please don't" she repeated mechanically.
I laughed. "I'll think about it" I said looking at her
still playing with her tits. I finished my tea and I
could feel my strength and interest returning.
"OK, Amanda, pour me some more tea and get your slutty
little body back over here" I said patting the bed beside
me. She stiffly came and got my cup and walked over to
the dressing table and poured me another cup of tea. With
a shaking hand she brought it to my table and then lay
down beside me. I looked into her eyes. "You know what to
do" I said with a smile and lowered my mouth to hers and
began another deep thorough kiss. I took my time and
began to feel her left tit through the clinging nylon of
her nightie. I felt her hand go to my prick and begin to
wank me off. Although my knob was only semi-hard yet I
could be patient. I knew that she would get it ready for
me. I squeezed her breast harder and she got the message.
She tightened her grip on my prick and increased her
stroke beginning to give me a very thorough wank. I took
my lips from hers. "That's a good little girl" I said
mockingly, "you just know what to do automatically now
don't you. I've got a good mind to keep you as a pet."
She looked into my eyes and sobbed. I just let her carry
on wanking me while I mauled her tits roughly through the
nylon, moving from one to the other and pulling on the
nipples until they were completely erect. With all this
treatment she really had outstanding nipples for a
fifteen year old girl. By now, even I was finding it hard
to become erect again and I still had one hole to fill.
"Suck me off, Amanda," I ordered again "and look at me
while you do it so that we can carry on talking." Without
hesitation she moved down the bed and took my semi-erect
prick into her mouth, washed round the knob end with her
soft tongue and started to suck me off while I looked
into her eyes. She was getting more used to it and was
taking more of my prick into her mouth, washing my
knobhead with her tongue and sucking rhythmically in time
with her wanking hand. I reached down and started to move
her head on my prick. She got the message and started to
fuck her own mouth with my cock. She was now totally
compliant. "I won't send my pictures to your friends"
I said, "it will be our secret, until you have to
explain the baby. I know how grateful you are so
just keep on give me a nice wank and sucking me off
while I relax." I lay back and finished my tea
while I watched the blonde teenager sucking me off.
Now my prick was hard again. "Get up here, Amanda" I
said. She moved up the bed. "Just stay on your hands and
knees" I ordered, "and face the mirror." With a sob she
did as I commanded without question, as I knew she would.
I kneeled behind her and flicked up the hem of her little
nightie, all the time looking in her eyes in the mirror.
"Don't dare move," I said, "I am going to go up your arse
now." She gave a loud sob and burst into tears. "Please,
please don't" she begged. "Put your arms on the bed in
front of you," I commanded and rest your head on them,
keeping your arse stuck up in the air." She gave a loud
shuddering sob and complied. I gave her arse a few hard
slaps just for the hell of it making her whole body jerk
and causing a loud sob each time. "Are you ready?" I
asked maliciously. She just sobbed louder, shaking the
bed. I parted her arse cheeks and looked at the dimple of
her arse hole. I pressed my knobhead against the entrance
and it slipped past the outer ring without any problem.
I was now about two inches into her arse. She gave a loud
wailing noise. I slapped her arse hard. "Shut up, you
little whore. Don't make that noise again." She began to
cry quietly. I began to fuck her arse going deeper with
each stroke. She sobbed louder. I drew my cock back to
the entrance and with one shove buried it to the balls.
She gave a loud sob and continued weeping quietly and
wretchedly. I reached under her and grasped her dangling
tits through the nylon of her nightie. She was sweating
with fear and the room stank of her again. I squeezed her
tits to get her attention and began to fondle them rather
more firmly than I knew would be comfortable. I whispered
by her ear "I am right up your arse now, Amanda." She
sobbed loudly "Please take it out" she whined, "I'll do
anything for you." "I'll take it out when I am ready and
not before" I said, and began to roughly shaft her. My
cock was rock hard again and her arse gripped it tightly
but I knew that this would not last. I continued to fuck
her as hard asI could giving her the full eight inches
and slamming my balls against her cunt with each stroke.
I knew that I would not last very long so I shafted her
as hard and as deep as I could until I felt the walls of
her arse becoming moister and looser. With a groan, I
squeezed her tits tightly and shot the last ejaculation
I would manage that morning deep into her moist arse.
"There you are, Amanda," I said, "I've had your arsehole
as well now." I pulled my prick out of her arse and lay
back. She did not move. "Clean me" I ordered. "She looked
round at me in dumb horror. I gave her a sharp slap on her
arse. "Don't make me repeat myself" I snarled. With a look
of revulsion on her face she scooted down the bed and began
to clean my smelly prick and balls with her tongue. I
just lay and relaxed while she licked around my balls.
"Just lie there Amanda" I said "don't make a sound." I
went to the bathroom and had a quick shower and came back
and dressed. Amanda was still lying weeping with her
heels drawn up and her thighs widely splayed. Her spirit
was completely broken and she would never be the same
again. I took a last look at her, picked up my bag, went
downstairs and slipped out through the garden the way I
had come in.
Epilogue.
I always like to see the effects of my adventures so
about eight months later I checked up on Amanda. I had to
wait for a while in my car parked along the road from her
house and I had to make quite a few visits but eventually
my patience was rewarded. I saw her come out of her
garden gate and walk along the pavement towards me. She
did not look like a teenager any more but more like a
woman in her middle twenties. She ware a tight dress
which showed that her tits were much bigger and had begun
to sag. Her belly was enormously distended and her legs
were swollen up. It would clearly not be long before my
baby was born. She walked slowly along the pavement with
a hopeless air of dejection about her. I smiled with
satisfaction and drove home.
Comments, criticism and suggestions for future stories
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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