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Archive name: barrel.txt (mf, nc, 1st, oral, spank, preg)
Authors name: Matchead (address withheld by request)
Story title : Barrel

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Barrel (mf, nc, 1st, oral, spank, preg)
by Matchead (address withheld by request)

***

Caught up in a piece of discarded farm debris, a bully 
gets her just desserts from a constant target; a younger 
schoolmate.

***

Martha was a real prick; bullying and tormenting the 
younger kids in the neighborhood. She was constantly 
after them, taking every opportunity that she had to 
dominate them in any way that she could. She delighted 
in making everyone's life miserable. 

Maybe it was the fact that she had no one her age that 
she could hang out with and the only way she could have 
companionship, if in a distorted way, was that she 
sought out the others for her unending torment. Martha 
was a freshmen. Her main target was seventh grader Billy 
Wyant. She rode the same bus and her family's home was 
down the same dead end road. Billy dreaded those walks 
to the start of the road to catch the bus because he had 
to walk pass Martha's house.

This day was like so many others. Billy and Martha got 
off the bus after school on a warm spring afternoon and 
started the long walk down the lane. Martha was always 
careful to make sure that no adults were looking before 
she started in. True to form Martha hurried after a fast 
walking Billy to snatch his new and prized baseball cap 
from his head. 

"Give it back, Martha!" cried Billy as he chased after 
the bigger girl. She ran off the side of the road and 
behind an old and seldom used barn. There were a number 
of large, heavy plastic seed barrels lined up behind 
some bushes. She flipped the top off one and threw the 
hat inside. In the act, one of her favorite pearl 
earrings fell out and joined the hat in the bottom of 
the barrel. "Damn." she muttered under her breath as she 
squirmed her shoulders in through the narrow opening of 
the barrel to retrieve her lost heirloom.

Billy came up behind her just as she leaned into the 
heavy plastic barrel. He was mad and fed up. Something 
came over him and in an uncharacteristic and bold move 
he grabbed Martha's ankles and upended her into the 
barrel.

Martha was caught totally off guard and in a moment her 
waist was stuck in the tiny opening; her torso within 
the flared cavity. Martha tried to push herself up and 
out but her hips were wedged tight in the opening and 
the slick and rounded inner surface gave no purchase for 
her hands. She was truly stuck. She started screaming 
and cursing at Billy, making all sorts of threats if he 
didn't get her out.

For his part, Billy was totally amazed at what he had 
done. He was never so bold in his short life. At first 
he was a little bit afraid of what the consequences of 
his actions might be. Then he remembered all the times 
he suffered the torments of this mean older girl. The 
uniqueness of the situation and the possibilities this 
allowed started to creep into his head. Maybe it was 
time for a bit of revenge. He acted on the first thing 
that came to mind. Walking up to Martha he started to 
paddle her bottom. After five quick strokes he stepped 
back.

Martha could not believe what was happening to her. She 
started screaming and kicking her legs. The screams soon 
stopped as it was only hurting her own ears.

Billy found the results most satisfying and wound up for 
another wallop. He stopped mid-stroke as a smile came to 
his lips. He reached over to the imprisoned girl, 
grabbed the hem of her knee length, pleated skirt and 
flipped it up.

Martha eyes widened in shock as she realized that her 
white panties were exposed to Billy. "Whack, whack." 
fell the two blows with open hand, one on each of her 
firm rounded cheeks. "Billy Wyant." cried Martha as she 
madly kicked out with her feet. She felt the sting of 
the latest spanking much stronger without the added 
padding of her skirt.

Billy had to leap back to prevent a kick in the teeth. 
"This will never do." said Billy to himself as he took 
stock of the situation. Acting on a instant solution to 
the problem, Billy grabbed the hem of her panties and 
yanked them down her thighs, somewhat pinning her legs 
together.

"Oh, God." said Martha to the realization that things 
had gotten so much worst for her.

"Oh, God." said Billy at the same time when he realized 
that he was looking at the naked buttocks, asshole and 
pussy lips of a girl for the first time. He instantly 
went hard. Martha went berserk, screaming threats and 
swearing at Billy and bucking her legs in unison in a 
dolphin kick. Billy just stared at the slit between 
Martha's legs. It ran from almost her ass hole, between 
her thighs, and disappeared in a patch of fuzz around 
front. 

She had an almost three inch gap between where her legs 
met her wide pelvis that was bridged by two puffy, 
mounding lips that were lightly covered in silky blond 
hair. As she bucked, her crack rolled slightly more open 
revealing pinker and moister flesh to Billy's eyes. 
Martha's threats and directed curses finally crept into 
Billy's conscious and he responded with "Oh, yeah?" He 
wound up and directed a slap to each of Martha's bare 
buttocks.

"Owww," she cried at the stinging, burning blows "Billy 
don't... PLEASE." as tears started to stream down her 
face. Running short of air in her confines she pleaded 
"Billy, I can't breath."

Billy looked down and seeing a six-inch plug in the side 
of the barrel, unscrewed it. Fresh air flooded the 
interior allowing Martha to breath. She lay still as she 
filled her lungs with air. Meanwhile, Billy stepped up 
to Martha's unclothed ass and placed his right hand on 
her bare cheeks. He started rubbing first one and then 
the other in turn. Moving back to the first he ran his 
hand over the fuzzy lips between the two cheeks. On 
doing so he felt a slickness deposited on his hand from 
her slit. 

Curious he brought his hand up to investigate. As he got 
it close to his face he noticed a peculiar musky scent. 
Bringing it up to his nose he inhaled deeply. He liked 
what that sniff brought to his senses and sniffed again. 
Then, in an inquisitive nature, he stuck out his tongue 
and tasted it. 

Billy liked that smell and taste. Returning his hand to 
the mound he ran it up and down the crack this time, 
collecting more of the juice on his palm. Bringing it 
immediately to his nose he inhaled and then lapped up 
the slimy juice.

Martha flinched and tensed when she felt Billy lay his 
hand on her ass cheek. She was prepared for another 
stinging slap on her upturned butt. What she was not 
prepared for was the soothing feel of his hand stroking 
her naked behind. Her emotions took over and she started 
to sob quietly. She felt him move his hand from her left 
cheek to her right to continue the rubbing there. Then 
he returned to the left but slid his hand over her 
exposed mound. 

An unexpected shiver ran up her spine as he slid his 
hand over her pube-covered lips to be suddenly pulled 
away after smearing some of her juices. A few moments 
later the hand returned to her slit, only this time to 
deliberately slide up and down it's length catching and 
smearing more of her slickness. This contact had an all 
too familiar effect on her. Martha often explored her 
own body with her fingers and well knew how easily she 
could be aroused. Billy's exploring hand was now doing 
just that.

Billy wasn't totally innocent of the facts of life. He 
often wanked to borrowed porno magazines belonging to 
his friend's father. He unbuttoned his jeans and yanked 
the zipper down. Working his throbbing shank from his 
pants he started to beat off as he lapped Martha's 
juices off his hand. 

He was getting worked up fast. Staring at Martha's now 
drooling pussy while pulling at his meat became too much 
for this pubescent boy's self-control. He leaned down 
and clamped his mouth on her swelling mound, burying his 
tongue in her oily crack.

"Gad!" exclaimed Martha as she felt Billy's probing 
tongue. She never had such a thrilling experience in her 
life. The multiple spine tingling swipes of his hot 
tongue were fast hurtling her to an intense orgasm. But 
with a frustrating suddenness it all stopped.

As much as Billy was enjoying his first taste of pussy, 
he needed something more. Stepping back he spied a thick 
board in the dirt. Kicking it over to the barrel he 
stepped up on it. This positioned his hard-on even with 
Martha's hole. He yanked her panties off and spread her 
legs. Stepping forward with cock in hand, he quickly 
rubbed the head up and down her crack, coating it with 
her now copious juices. Lining up with the depression in 
the slit, he let go of his shaft, grabbed her hips and 
thrust forward.

Martha felt her panties being pulled off and her legs 
spread. The sudden rubbing of her slit relieved the 
frustration of Billy's prior interruption of her rise 
toward orgasm. With an unexpected suddenness she felt 
something pop through her tight vaginal ring, into her 
passage. That is when the seriousness of the situation 
struck home. She now knew what Billy had in mind. 
"Billy, NO!" cried Martha.

Billy heard Martha's muffled cry to stop come from 
within the barrel. But he wasn't about to give up the 
feeling of having his penis in her tight pussy. He gave 
it a twitch and then nudged it in a bit farther. Billy 
decided he had reached heaven.

Martha's hole felt stretched wide by Billy's hard cock. 
She never imagined that it would be this way. She had 
the typical dreams of saving herself for her wedding 
night. She could never have guessed that she would get 
her first fuck at fourteen from a little kid while her 
head was stuffed into a barrel and, for heaven's sake, 
not by the cock of little Billy Wyant. 

She felt him twitch and expand within her grasping cunt. 
Then he pushed in a bit deeper. 'No, no, no!' she 
thought as she desperately tried to come up with a way 
out of this predicament. 

But there was no way out. Billy was fucking her; was 
about to push through her hymen and there wasn't 
anything she could do about it. She felt his grip 
tighten on her hips and the pressure on her stuffed hole 
increase. Her swollen cunt lips were pulled in as 
Billy's cock press forward. 

She felt a sudden pressure on her virginal membrane. She 
knew that feeling well; she had often toyed with her own 
hymen, putting pressure on it with her finger, with a 
tampon applicator, even once with a hot dog. Billy was 
about to take her virginity!

Billy stopped pushing in. He panted as he steadied his 
nerves. He could feel the head of his penis push against 
Martha's barrier. He knew he was on the verge of 
deflowering this girl. He had a momentary twinge of 
conscience; then he remembered all that she had done to 
him in the past. "She deserves this. I deserve this. 
There's no way I going to back out now." he said as he 
pulled back slightly, only to slam forward and through 
her hymen, to bury his cock in her pulsing, grabbing 
hole.

"Aaeeee!" came the wail from Martha's lips as she felt 
her virginity being ripped away. She panted as she felt 
her violated hole acclimate itself to the rude invader. 
She could feel Billy's heart beat through his swollen 
shaft. He held himself in place for a short time before 
he pulled almost all the way out of her hole only to 
reverse direction and plunge back in. 

He started sawing in and out of her cunt. His position 
being slightly lower than her and her being fucked from 
behind put direct pressure to her engorged clit from the 
underside of his prick. The pain of her deflowering was 
quickly replaced by the thrill of his hard cock plunging 
in and out of her pussy.

"Uh, uh, uhn," came the grunts as Billy felt the 
excitement rise in his groin, in his balls, his chest, 
his prick as he sawed away at her pussy. As his 
excitement peaked he slammed his cock head as deep into 
her pussy as he could get it and blasted away, filling 
her hole with his hot spunk.

Martha felt her insides being painted with Billy's cum. 
She could feel each pulse of his thick baby maker as he 
ejaculated into her fertile womb. She had been so close 
when Billy was fucking her cunt. Feeling him explode 
within her put her over the edge. With a groan, Martha 
let go and experienced the most intense cum of her life.

Billy, holding his dick far down her hole, continued to 
pump his seed into Martha as her spasming cunt sucked at 
his dick. As the last of his jizz leaked out Billy 
started sawing her cunt once again. He could hear the 
squishing sound Martha's sopping cunt made as he pounded 
his dick into her. His cock acted as a plunger forcing 
his milky cum through the opening of her cervix into her 
uterus. Their juices were also forced out of her hole 
and ran down the inside of her thighs. Billy heard 
Martha beg him to stop.

"Billy, please, no more. My clit is too sensitive. 
Please let me out so we can do this right. It's not very 
comfortable this way. It could be SO much better." 
Martha pleaded.

Having satisfied his immediate need, Billy decided to 
let Martha up. In the afterglow of having cum he felt a 
curious new attraction to Martha. Not thinking of the 
consequences of letting his lifelong tormentor free, 
Billy grabbed Martha's hips and pulled her from her 
confines.

As Martha stood after being released from the barrel she 
felt a sudden gush of her juices and Billy's cum run 
down her legs. She was floating on a wave of ecstasy 
after her mind-blowing orgasm. She had never felt 
something so good in her life. As she straightened she 
turned and grabbed Billy.

Billy suddenly realized the dangerous position he had 
just put himself in. He was now in the clutches of his 
tormentor, a person older and larger than he, the person 
who's virginity he had just ripped away, whom he had 
just fucked against her will. He braced for the beating 
of his life. He was shocked when she crushed him to her 
chest, covered his mouth with hers and shoved her tongue 
down his throat. Her sucking and moaning mouth, 
thrusting pelvis and the feel of her tits pressed 
against his chest had the expected effect on his pecker. 

As he sprung another woody Billy reached down and 
pulling at her skirt, lifted it up so that he could grab 
her ass cheeks in his hands. Martha started rubbing her 
now exposed pelvis against Billy's fully revived hard-
on. Billy walked her back against one of the seed 
barrels and lifted her ass up and onto it. 

Martha wrapped her legs around Billy's middle as his 
probing dick found her hole and he once again drove home 
up her slippery gash. Billy leaned his head back as he 
pushed in with his pelvis. He fumbled with the buttons 
of her blouse, desperate to expose her soft mounds.

"Do me Billy; oh, do me good!" cried Martha as she 
helped him bare her chest. As he popped the last button 
free she yanked her bra up and over her tits, exposing 
them to a boy for the first time in her life. Grabbing 
the back of his head she pulled him toward her mams. 
Billy locked onto a pointy nipple, sucking it into his 
mouth. 

A shiver raked her body at the ecstasy of having her 
legs locked around a boy as his hard penis was stabbing 
into her, his ball sac slapping off her ass, a pair of 
hands groped her tits and a mouth sucking at her nipple. 
Billy's cock-head bounced off her cervix. This was so 
much better than the first time. She came in another 
mind wracking, total body spasm.

Billy felt her velvety tunnel once again grab at his 
plunging center. As she grunted in time with her 
orgasmic jerks he held his dick head hard against her 
cervix and shot off another load of sperm filled cum. 
His dick's slit was perfectly aligned with her uterus' 
opening and totally filled its cavity. The next blast 
force his juice up her fallopian tubes. He pulled back, 
slammed in hard and again pumped in more baby making 
juice.

Martha felt the pressure of her womb being filled with 
Billy's spunk. At the same time her ovary twinged in the 
familiar feeling of ovulation; it was releasing an egg. 
Surprising Martha, her orgasmic waves stepped up a 
notch. She felt absolutely complete. Eyes closed, Martha 
floated on a warm, post-orgasmic high. As their flames 
of desire slowly faded the two lovers stared deep into 
one another's eyes. 

Billy's satisfied penis slipped free of it's fuzz rimmed 
nest. Martha stood and held Billy close. She then turned 
and upended the barrel that so recently was her prison, 
stooped and retrieved the cap and earring. Putting the 
cap back on Billy's head, Martha cupped his face and 
planted a tender kiss on his lips. "Thank you, Billy." 
whispered Martha. She then turned and ran toward home.

Billy stood for a minute reliving the events of the 
afternoon. He stooped to retrieve Martha's panties, 
inhaled deeply the scent they held and placed them in 
his pocket. He knew that Martha would never again bother 
him; at least not in the way she had tormented him 
before.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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