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Archive name: adele.txt (F/F-teen, rp)
Authors name: Alice (alice994@ecosse.net)
Story title : Adele
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Adele (F/F-teen, rp)
by Alice (alice994@ecosse.net)
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The events took place not long after my friend and her
long-term boyfriend split up. Janet was devastated,
especially as Bill could give no decent reason for
wanting to break up their "good thing". Like me, Janet
was in her mid 30s, unlike me she had been through two
marriages and a few boyfriends, and had two children. I
wasn't the marrying or boyfriend type! I'd only known
Janet for about 4 years, and I'd grown to care for her
very much in that time. I found her very attractive and
longed to bed her, but had got the feeling she was 100%
straight, very unlike me!
One morning I was woken by a phone call from Janet, she
had a huge favour to ask of me, I teased her about how
I'd look for repayment but she didn't catch my tone. The
favour was, could I take some time off work and look
after Adele who was ill and unable to go to school.
Janet explained she'd taken so much time off work after
her break up she feared she'd get the sack if she
cancelled yet another set of appointments. I told her to
calm down, get herself off to work and I'd sort
something out. I could, but only a half day, I didn't
worry Janet with this and thought what she doesn't know
won't hurt her. Janet dropped a set of keys into my
apartment on her way to work, I reassured her I'd get
around to her house as soon as possible.
As soon as possible was nearly 1pm by the time I got out
of work and traveled back homewards. As I approached
Janet's house I smiled to see Adele's curtains closed. I
thought "Poor girl, she must really be ill if she is
still in bed." I didn't even ring the bell, I just let
myself in so as not to disturb Adele. I crept around the
house for a few minutes, wishing Janet was there with
me. I picked up photos of Janet and her children and
smiled back at the happy faces.
Adele was so like her mother, an olive skinned, slim
brunette, and I sighed to myself wondering what might
have been if I'd met Janet when she was 15, the age her
eldest daughter was now. I looked at Adele in the photo,
it must have been taken when she first moved to the
area, she was about 11 then, a happy girl, but now she
was always distant, cold, aloof and a not very pleasant
teenager. Poor Janet I thought, and there was still
young Nikki to reach that teenage phase.
I heard a noise from upstairs, the sound of footsteps
going from one room to another. When I heard the toilet
flush being used I went to the bottom of the stairs and
waited for Adele to appear. My happy, welcoming face
soon dropped when I saw it wasn't Adele.
"Hello Bill, Janet never said you were coming as well."
I said referring to looking after Adele. It was only
then that I felt I'd been hit by a bus. Bill's shirt was
unbuttoned, and as I rushed up the stairs he dived into
Adele's room.
"It's not what it seems!" he blurted as he hopped from
one foot to another pulling his trousers on and glancing
across to Adele. I didn't know what my next question
should be 'how does it seem?' or 'Adele, are you OK?' I
called Bill a bastard and told him to get out of the
house. Adele looked petrified when I turned to her as
the cowardly Bill left the 15-year-old girl to explain.
"You won't tell mum will you?" she asked nervously as
she gripped the quilt to her face. I shouted at her,
demanding to know if Bill had hurt her, I was still so
concerned for her. "No, of course he didn't hurt me,
Bill loves me. We're not stupid you know, we use a
condom."
"We use?" I questioned back to Adele, inferring I'd
picked up that this wasn't a one off. I asked how long
this had been going on, but shouted "I don't want to
know!" as Adele began to answer me. I began to lecture
her about what her and Bill's action had done to her
mum, again as Adele answered I yelled at her, "Just, get
some clothes on and get out of your bed." I left Adele
to dress and went downstairs.
I was still shaking when Adele came downstairs all
dolled up beyond her years. I shot her a look but said
nothing other than point to a coffee I'd just poured for
her. We talked more calmly, I told her she must stop
seeing Bill right now else Janet may find out. I said I
wouldn't say anything to her mother if she agreed to
this. Adele refused to agree; she said she was old
enough to decide who she saw for herself. She started on
about how great Bill was, how unlike guys her own age he
was, and how her mum should have tried to please him
just a little more. I told her to shut up, that I didn't
want to hear anymore, I reminded her I'd taken time off
work to come round to look after her, how stupid I felt
at being conned.
Adele's mobile phone rang in the kitchen, she rushed to
get it. It was clear it was Bill. I walked through,
grabbed the phone from her and threw it across the room.
Adele stood in disbelief and then slapped me. In a split
second I'd hit her back, twice as hard. She rushed
upstairs clutching her face. I followed her up, she
tried to slam her bedroom door on me, but I pushed it
back into her.
"Don't you ever hit me again!" I shouted at her as she
sat on her bed, "I've had enough of you, your mum
deserves a better daughter than you and she doesn't
deserve to have you and Bill fucking around behind her
back." I shook Adele and stepped back to leave her.
"Fuck you, if you care so much about my mum why don't
you go fuck her." Adele swore back, shooting me an evil
look.
"What, and give you and Bill a reason to carry on
screwing each other? No I've got a much better idea." I
closed the bedroom door and looked at the puzzled girl.
I shot across to Adele and grabbed her, knocking her
back onto the bed, I hung over her, bent my head and
began to kiss her. Adele struggled, she tried to push me
off, but I held her by her wrists, pinning them to the
bed either side of her face, I bent over her, trapping
her legs with mine. My mouth closed around hers, my
tongue forced its way into her mouth, she flared her
nostrils and snorted, her eyes bulged. I was so aroused
already.
Letting go of one of her wrists allowed Adele to thump
me, but it only heightened my pleasure as I groped on
the skinny kid with my free hand, I caressed her waist,
squeezed on one of her tits and then slipped my hand to
the front of her skirt. Adele tried to scratch me, I
pulled away from her mouth shook my head, and slapped
her, telling her "No you don't!" as she looked fearfully
at me.
Much of the fight appeared to drain out of Adele as the
tears now ran down her face. She begged me to leave her
as I let go of her other wrist and started to unbutton
her blouse. She tried to stop me, Adele grabbed my
wrists and tried to push my hands away, but I was too
strong for her and on threatening to slap her yet again
she stopped trying to fight me and tried to keep her
blouse closed. I easily cast it open and gazed down on
her semi-clad figure. I cupped one of her bra-covered
tits in a hand and gently fondled her. She tossed her
head from side to side and asked me repeatedly to leave
her. She sobbed as I unfastened her bra and pulled it
off to expose her little tits.
I lay across Adele, my face buried on her chest,
tonguing, sucking , licking her small pert tits,
squeezing her as I did so, I teased her nipples with my
teeth and bit her softly. She hardly moved as I did so.
But as I moved a hand to the bottom of her skirt, she
panicked. She tried to push me off, she clasped her
knees tight together, Adele bucked her body trying in
vain to throw me off. My hand slipped up her skirt and
onto her knickers. Mmm, the soft satin feel, sent a wave
of excitement to my damp pussy.
"A present from Bill no doubt." I smiled at my victim as
I massaged Adele's pussy through her knickers. She
turned her head to the wall, and gave a mild plea for me
to stop. I again covered her mouth with mine, she
struggled to break the forced kiss, I struggled to keep
her lips on mine, I squeezed her pussy, Adele moaned in
discomfort, and I slipped my fingers inside her
knickers, onto her hairy little snatch. I felt a warm
tingle in my own pussy as I began to finger the teenage
beauty's pussy lips.
I rubbed on her clit, I forced fingers up her tight
cunt, I pawed at her pussy lips, Adele's body jolted and
shuddered as I raped her for my own pleasure. The tears
continued to stream down her red, pained face, she
continued to plead for me to stop. I did, for a few
seconds. But only to take off my own skirt and ease my
damp knickers off.
I lay on top of Adele, my hairy pussy against her little
snatch, I rubbed myself against her, feeling her bush
against my pussy. I tongued on Adele's tits, slipped a
hand to my pussy and brought myself to a wonderful
climax upon the girl. As I lay upon Adele I grabbed her
face and once again forced her to kiss me. I continued
to kiss her and fuck my pussy against hers for the next
few minutes, feeling wave after wave of pleasure rush
through me.
Eventually I raised my head from Adele's tired mouth. I
caught my breath and eased up her body, straddled her
chest and watched her eyes fill with horror as I dropped
my pussy onto her face. I fingered my dripping hole as I
rocked back and forth, feeling her unwilling mouth upon
me as she gasped for air. She moaned in protest as I
moaned in sheer and utter joy, forcing Adele to taste my
wet hole.
Standing up on my quivering legs I stripped from my
blouse and bra, fingered my hard nipples and looked down
upon the raped girl. Her semi-clad, violated body lay
curled up on the bed, but I hadn't finished with her
yet. I knelt on the bed beside the crying Adele and
began to take her skirt off. She protested again, tried
to push me off, but with no luck. Only her crumpled
knickers remained and I soon had those down around her
ankles.
I began to molest Adele's limp body, feeling her pussy,
her tits, her tiny ass, devouring her body with my hands
and my eyes. I pushed her further up the bed, Adele
didn't glance in my direction once but continued to sob.
I took hold of one of her ankles, pushed her legs apart
and buried my face into her snatch. The protest moans
and complaints began again, I swore in pleasure as I
spread the tiny cunt before me and dipped my tongue into
the girl. I feasted upon her in absolute heaven for
several minutes, swapping tongue for fingers and back to
tongue.
There was one final act of humiliation I wanted to
subject Adele to. As my mouth sucked, tongued and
tingled I slipped a hand onto Adele's pert ass. I was
always so jealous of girls whose butts were smaller than
mine. My damp fingers began to press upon Adele's tight
anus, and then I forced a finger into her. The girl
screamed out, in shock, surprise, panic more than pain.
The pain would begin as I forced two more fingers into
her hole. She wriggled, bucked, tried now to push me
off. With one hand working her ass, I tried to hold
Adele down with my free hand. She struggled vigorously,
swearing, moaning, kicking. The whole time I was getting
wildly aroused as her cunt pressed harder against my
mouth and my fingers up her ass received the ride of
their life.
Once more I felt myself tense, shiver and come. I rubbed
my dripping pussy against Adele's skinny legs, I slipped
my fingers from her ass and lifted my numb mouth from
her pussy and brought myself to climax upon her. I
squeezed her pussy as I stood up, picked up her knickers
and cleaned my shit stained fingers upon them. I dressed
slowly, watching Adele curl up, pulling a pillow to her
body and silently cry.
As I fastened my skirt I leaned over the girl. "I can
see why Bill likes his little slut, I think I'll come
back for more too, and don't worry I won't tell your
mum."
All characters are fictional, although we all know an
Adele we'd like to play with! (Copyright
Alice994@ecosse.net)
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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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