("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your
consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------
Emma's Choice - 3
by BDG (catcheru@yahoo.com)
***
At the usual time of about seven-thirty in the evening,
Emma had gone out to meet the rest of the gang. She
dressed in what was now her usual style, trainers,
short skirt (blue denim), plain T-shirt and a thick,
long coat, with a hood trimmed in fur.
***
Emma's mum didn't mind her going out in an evening;
after all, she was a teenager now and has always been a
clever and sensible young girl. Perhaps her skirts,
especially the denim one, was a little on the short
side, but the big coat she wore hung down to her knees
and would keep the chill out when it got cold. Anyway,
she was sure that her little Emma, who could be quite
shy in company she thought, wouldn't find herself in an
embarrassing or unladylike position.
Chapter Five
Emma lay on her back, her long coat protecting her from
the slightly damp grass, her head resting on the hood.
The hem of her short denim skirt had been pushed up to
her waist, her knickers had been removed about thirty
minutes earlier.
She could feel the cool dampness of the grass on her
bare bottom through the coat. The plain black T-shirt
she had chosen to go with the blue denim skirt was now
bunched up below her neck so that her bra-less breasts
were exposed. A lad's bare bottom was pumping up and
down between Emma's spread legs.
The unprotected dick inside Emma throbbed as it
squirted thick cum deep in to her womb. As it pumped a
fresh load of seamen deep into her willing pussy, she
could feel it mix with the cum from the three other
boys who had already shot their load in her that night.
She ground her hips against the lad on top of her to
show her appreciation of what he had just given her and
kissed him deeply.
After a few minutes the lad eased his dick out of her,
raised himself to his feet and stood up between her
spread legs. He looked down at the semi-naked 14-year-
old that he had fucked most nights for the past three
weeks. Her breasts were small and firm, her ass pert
and she had a hell of a tight and willing pussy. And,
he thought, she was a slut, some stupid fucking
worthless piece of meat with a hole. He wanted her for
only one thing. He glanced down at her bare bush then
back to her face, she was smiling at him "stupid bitch"
he mumbled to himself. He pulled up his tracksuit
bottoms and walked away, he didn't bother saying
anything to her.
Another seven lads stood around watching, not including
the four who had already fucked her. She lay there with
her legs apart, a cool breeze making the nipples of her
bare breasts hard.
The next one was a lad of about seventeen, she thought
his name was Trev or something. He mumbled something
like "alright luv?" as he knelt between her spread legs
and pushed his tracksuit bottoms down, she was pleased
that he was already hard just from looking at her. He
lay down and quickly entered her cum slicked pussy.
He sucked her right breast as he began to hump the no
longer innocent Emma. The rest of the gang watched.
In fact Emma had lost more than innocence after she had
been gangbanged in the gents toilets at school, her
life had come down to one thing, sex.
She had been become to believe that sex was now her
life, she wasn't a whore, as they did it for money, no,
she was just a slut, a tramp and all the other names
she knew they called her. When a guy who had just
fucked her called her 'a cum slut' she knew he was
right, that's how she thought of herself. It made her
feel wanted, desired even. She knew how much it pleased
them, made them happy, and in turn it made her happy.
To them though she was just a worthless stupid slut, a
hole to cum in, a hole with a name, and why wank over
some pictures or adult story on the Internet when Emma
was around most nights. Some of the guys hadn't
masturbated in weeks because of her.
Emma grunted as the fifth guy came. He'd fucked her
hard, and even though she hadn't had an orgasm her body
had reacted and the grunts and moans had been heard by
all.
She had fallen in with this crowd a few weeks ago, it
hadn't taken them long to realise what her uses were.
The girls who had been in the gang had drifted off as
they were no longer needed. All the lads needed were
right here in an easy to access skirt between her thin
pale legs.
They would meet up most nights, and as there was
nothing to do one of them would get bored and wander
over to Emma.
They wouldn't even ask her, usually they'd just walk
over to her, bend her over or motion for her to lie on
the floor. If she didn't take off her jeans or hitch
her skirt up quickly enough, then they would do it.
Quickly removing her knickers which where usually
thrown over their shoulders. She had lost count of the
number of knickers she had lost the past few weeks.
Lately it hardly seemed worth wearing any.
When the fifth guy had pulled out, no one took his
place so Emma stood up, straighten her top and inched
her skirt down which barely covered her ass. She
chatted to one of the guys who had just watched five
guys fuck her as though it was the most natural thing
in the world. Of course in Emma's world it was.
The lad she was talking to was called Andy and she
quite liked him. Another lad came over, interrupted
Emma and started talking about football, it was always
football, she had come to realise that conversation
with most lads didn't go any deeper.
After a few minutes the new guy said "do me a favour
Em." He put his hand on Emma's shoulder and motioned
her down to her knees. "just a blow ok?" With that he
pulled out his semi-hard dick and held it in front of
Emma's face.
She looked up at Andy as she took it in her mouth and
sucked on it whilst the two guys talked and laughed
about football.
It didn't take long before he came in her mouth and she
bent over coughing and spitting it out. She was about
to stand up when Andy said "me as well Em." She turned
her head and saw that Andy had his already hard dick
out. She smiled as she settled down in front of Andy
and took his penis in her mouth.
Because she liked him she took long in and out strokes
with her mouth, taking as much of his length as she
could in her small mouth, and using his pre-cum and her
saliva to make it as sloppy as possible. Especially
when she had the knob on her lips, using her tongue on
the end. She liked the thought that he would be
thinking of her later so she wanted to make this one
count.
Andy put his hands on Emma's head as he felt himself
cumming. He pulled her head into him, grinding his
pubic hair into Emma's face as he pumped her mouth full
of cum.
"Yeah, that's it luv, take it all." He held his dick in
her mouth as he continued to fill her throat with his
seed. "Come on Emma, swallow it, don't spit it
out...that's it, good girl."
Emma felt his hands on her head (they always did that)
and knew he was going to cum. She worked her head
faster, bobbing her head back and forth on his meat,
her lips forming a tight seal, this was it.
She knew she had been good. When he came she felt it
strike the back of her throat but even then she kept
working at it, intent on (literally) blowing his mind.
She almost gagged but managed to keep it in her mouth
and swallowed by reflex. She didn't like swallowing it
but Andy was nice.
When he finally pulled out, both of them seemed
exhausted and he stood bent over trying to catch his
breath. Emma had to keep wiping her mouth to get rid of
the excess cum that she hadn't managed to swallow
(there had been that much) she seriously need to brush
her teeth.
"Wow, thanks Emma, that was, erm, great." Andy for the
first time in his life actually felt embarrassed. He
had never felt so out of control of something before.
He looked down at the young slut he had just face
fucked and thought of the five guys he had watched lie
between her legs and fuck her bareback. One dick barely
out of her cunt before another had pushed easily
between her pussy lips. He would have to pay the bitch
back for making him feel embarrassed in front of his
friends.
Emma, still on her knees, looked up at Andy, who had a
strange expression on his face, she hoped that he liked
her and that he just didn't want to show his feelings
around the others, she smiled up at him. "My pleasure,
Andy." She absently wiped the palm of her hand on her
T-shirt.
By the end of the night Emma had sucked off another
three guys, but with less enthusiasm, and two of them,
including the one she had sucked first, had been
between her legs.
None of the boys would wear condoms. They enjoyed the
thought of this little 14-year-old bitch, in her tiny
skirt and bra-less tits, walking home with their seed
still in her pussy, dribbling down her pale thighs as
she walked. They even had a bet on who could knock her
up first, not that they wanted to be fathers, but they
thought it would be a laugh. They often made crude
jokes about Emma after she left. Of how she squelched
when she walked home or whether she used cum as a
shampoo. They didn't really think of her as a person at
all.
Around about 10:30 the group broke up. Emma as usual
set off home alone. No one took much interest in her at
the end of the night, after having had what they wanted
from her.
She thought of the cum of the seven boys still inside
her and the taste of the five dicks that had been in
her mouth as she walked home, and knew that tomorrow
would be the same. She thought of Andy and hoped he
would be there again.
She wondered what she might wear that he would like.
She couldn't wear a shorter skirt! The one she was
wearing just came below her bottom and she knew that
the previous night when she walked past the pub near
her house, the men in the waiting taxis outside could
see the bottom of her naked ass cheeks as she strode
past. She thought about a shear top, bra-less of
course...A car horn sounded and three youths in an old
Ford passed her. One leaning out the window "NICE ARSE
LUV."
The fourteen-year-old didn't hesitate, she turned
around grabbed the hem of her skirt and coat pulling
them up, revealing her naked bottom. The youths in the
car swerved and almost crashed in to a parked car.
The car braked hard to a stop and reversed quickly to
where Emma was stood. The youth in the passenger side
was half hanging out the passenger window.
"Fucking hell luv, gorgeous fucking arse." The
passenger slurred his words slightly.
Emma smiles back.
"Fancy a lift?"
***
Baz, the passenger, looks back in to the back seat to
watch as Digger, real name David, parts the young
girl's legs and pushes down his jeans. He notices her
lack of underwear.
Emma has one leg over the back seat and the other on
the top of the driver's seat. She is on her back on the
rear seat with Digger doing his best to fuck the young
girl to death.
His thick cock pumps the young girl's pussy hard. She
makes loud "UMMFFF's" to each down thrust of the lad's
cock, which came in quick succession. Digger clamps his
mouth over hers and pushes his tongue into her mouth.
His bare ass continues to hump up and down.
The car stops at traffic lights and the driver takes
the opportunity to take a look at the action. Christ,
he thinks, she's just a fucking kid!
Emma looks up and looks him straight in the eye. "Hey,
I'm EM-Em-Emmahhhh!"
Just then Digger's dick explodes and Emma orgasms for
the first time that night, as the dick in her throbs,
pumps, and fills her with cum. Digger collapses onto
Emma exhausted.
The other two lads in the car take their turns. One of
the lads fucks her like a dog from behind with Emma
leaning out the window. He pulls Emma's T-shirt off
over her head so she's topless as he continues to pound
her from behind.
Emma has her eyes closed most of the time, lost in the
throbbing music and throbbing dicks, so doesn't realise
that they are driving around residential streets. Her
hair is being blown back from her face as her nipples,
already hard, are even more pronounced with the cool
rushing air, are bare for all to see.
***
Katherine, Emma's mum, is walking back home after
popping to her friend's house to gossip about the weeks
activities in the daily soap operas that are her
favourite pass-time.
As she nears her house, she hears a car being driven
fast, racing up the road; its radio blaring.
"I'm fed up with hooligans speeding down this street,
somebody's going to be hurt" she says to herself.
She turns as the car pass's, but just sees a blur.
"Goodness, someone's hanging out of the car, what a
silly thing to do."
The car slows as it nears the junction. Katherine sees
the car from behind now, but that isn't all she see's.
In time to the thumping bass soundtrack that must be
attracting everyone's attention, is a girl, who judging
by how thin she is and her small breasts, must be very
young, is leaning naked out of the window with...
...Katherine's heart flutters as she realises that
there is a man behind the girl having sex with her.
"Gracious," she says, not able to look away as she sees
the girl's body rocking back and forth in time to the
mans thrusts from behind.
The car turns and disappears from view, its engine
racing, competing with the bass of the stereo for
attention.
With the wind blowing Emma's hair back, covering her
face from behind, Katherine didn't recognise her
precious daughter.
Chapter Six
Emma walked home. She had set out to join the gang but
when they weren't at the usual places, she sent a text
to one of them and found out that they where all
watching some big match or something. She never had got
the football thing, if a guy chooses football over a
girl then he had serious sexual issues to work out. She
smiled to herself thinking that she could help there.
Tonight she was wearing a T-shirt that had 'Bratz'
written on it, a black stretchy skirt and her usual big
coat. The only drawback with having wearing the big
coat, as practical as it was, was that it didn't show
off her ass, she thought.
She had a good ass, some guys told her so last night.
The guys in her gang often commented on it, though she
knew that this was usually a prelude to her ending up
on her hands and knees; her skirt hitched up and her
knickers an inverted white V stretched between her
thighs, whilst she was fucked doggy style. She didn't
mind, she liked doing it that way.
Ever since she was gangbanged in the gents toilets at
school and they had all taken her from behind whilst
bent over a toilet, their young cocks pumping in and
out of her and the slap of their thighs against her
bare ass, the way she had been pushed forward as they
drove into her made her, made her feel as though she
had no control, that she was just a piece of meat. She
thought it was what they liked best, so it's what she
liked best. If that's how they wanted her, then that's
how she'll let them have her.
Most of Emma's thought's for the past seven or eight
weeks where of sex. She wasn't what she'd heard of as a
sex addict, she didn't actually want to have sex all
the time. But she knew that lots of people did want to
have sex and she felt that if they wanted to have sex
with her then that made her feel special. She'd make
them happy and it made her feel good to be wanted. That
she was only wanted for sex didn't matter, people, lots
of people, wanted her for just being her, and that was
good enough.
Emma didn't actually think of sex all the time as in
'on her back and a guy between her legs'. More a case
of when she got dressed to go out she thought who would
want her that night, who would take her knickers as a
souvenir, which new guy she hadn't met yet would see
her breasts and think of her in the night as he
masturbated. This strangely thrilled her, of all the
people out here who would be thinking just of her?
Unfortunately no-one would see her breasts tonight, or
her pus….
"Hey kid!"
Startled, Emma visibly jumped and took a step back to
see who had spoken. She had been completely lost in her
thoughts and was walking home on auto-pilot.
"Sorry kid I didn't mean to make you jump"
"No... no it's ok, I was miles away."
The man was white, about 50, a drinker's stomach and
had to anyone but Emma a look of a weirdo.
He asked Emma for the time
She checked her watch, ."..almost 8:45(pm)"
"It's late for such a young lass to be out ain't it?"
looking her up and down
"Well I am fourteen and I often go out at night"
"Do you? Well I suppose you're a big girl after all."
The front of Emma's coat was open and the perv's eyes,
darting over her young body, had noticed the shortness
of her skirt.
They where stood near an alley that led behind some
terraced houses.
"As it's still early for such a big girl like you to be
out, why don't you come with me for sec I'd like to
show you something, I won't keep you long."
Emma looked at the guy in complete bewilderment, she
genuinely had no idea why this old guy would want her
to go down a dark alley with him. To her he was, well,
just old, and old people just read books and get in the
way when you're in a hurry to catch the bus.
"Sure ok," she answered, and with nothing better to do
followed him in to alley.
They only walked in a short distance, "ok here will do"
he said.
He held Emma by the shoulders and firmly pushed her
against the wall, pulled her coat apart and pushed it
down on her shoulders so that her elbows where held
against her sides.
He raised his right hand and started to rub and kneed
Emma's left breast through her thin top.
"Don't you scream ok?" Emma nodded her ascent
She hadn't expected this to happen, an old guy wanted
to touch her? No way, I mean old people wanted her as
well? She couldn't believe it. It hadn't occurred to
her that ALL men might want her. She lent back against
the wall and held the old mans gaze.
He started to breathe heavily as he molested the young
girl, shit how old did she say fourteen? Shit he'd go
to prison for a long time for this he thought. He
glanced to the open end of the alley expecting to see
flashing blue lights. He looked back at the girl. Shit,
he had come this far, no reason to not go a little
further.
He let his had slide down from Emma's breast to the
bottom of her top, touching the bare skin of her
stomach he broke out in a sweat. His hand then slide
back up under her T-shirt over her stomach. He cupped
her bare breast in his hand, and almost came in his
pants.
She was small and firm, he roughly lifted the front of
her top and gazed at the girls naked breasts, they were
perfect; small, firm, pale skin with small, pale pink
nipples pointing straight forward, he used both hands.
Emma was still staring directly in to the eyes of the
old guy. His hands were rough on her tits, they felt
old and rough. And they were big! She had only really
been with boys and their hands were small and smooth,
this felt weird but she was still thrilled at this new
situation.
Reluctantly his right hand slid down from her breast
down her flat stomach to the hem of her skirt, paused
then pulled the hem up with one hand.
Fuck me! He thought. Emma was wearing knickers that she
had probably grown out of several years before. They
were small and white, the top stretched tight across
her pelvis, the hem barely above her public hair. Emma
wasn't wearing these for giving men a sexual thrill, it
was just that she had lost so many pairs the past few
weeks, she was running out and she had found this old
pair at the back of a drawer.
This was too much for the old guy. He glances around
the floor realises he doesn't care and pushes Emma to
the litter strewn ground.
Emma's pushed roughly to the floor, she lands on her
bottom hard, her hands go to either side, one in a
discarded polystyrene fast food carton the other into
something soft and damp, she hopes its just soil.
The man looks down at Emma as he unbuttons his
trousers. She's on her back, her top pulled up exposing
her breasts, her legs part, the top of her brown bush
now visible above the tiny knickers.
He wastes no time and kneels between her legs, grabs
the worn cotton panties and pulls them down her legs,
he gasps as her brown bush is exposed. Pushing his
trousers down to his thighs he lies on top of the
teenage girl.
He knows it will be quick so he grips his cock in his
left hand and guides his dick in to Emma's waiting
pussy.
As soon as he feels his knob against her lips he pushes
forward, hard!
He's amazed at the tightness and of how small soft and
frail the girl feels below him, o-yes, this is going to
be very quick.
Emma knows what's happening. She spread her legs when
she hit the floor almost automatically and the guy had
practically dropped onto her, god he was so heavy and
his dick when he pushed it in felt enormous. If not for
the boys who had 'broken her in' as they said she would
be in serious pain. As it was she was just
uncomfortable, especially with his fat stomach pushing
against her.
He started to hump the poor girl's pussy. He was
grunting loudly as his shaft slid in and out of her. He
clamped his mouth over hers and pushed is tongue in to
her mouth. He began to build up speed, knowing he was
about to cum.
He was correct when he said he would cum quickly. Less
than two minutes later his dirty smelly cock was
pumping dirty smelly seed deep into the fourteen-year-
old, and her willing pussy was greedily milking the old
mans cock for every drop.
He ground his flabby hips against the girl, relishing
how tight she felt. His fat cock continued to throb,
forcing its way into her womb. The old man had the
biggest orgasm of his life as his penis continued to
pump his load in to her.
It took the old guy several minutes to catch his
breath, his rough cheek laying against Emma's, his
breath hot on her neck. His hands under her shoulders,
gripping her tight.
His dick was limp as he pulled out of the girl. He
slowly pushed himself to his knees, his back was
hurting now from the unaccustomed motions. As he knelt
between Emma's spread legs he gazed down at her pale
brown bush, a string of his cum stretched across to his
own dick (he smiled at that), her small breasts
glistened with his saliva. She looked back at him with
a flushed face, her chest heaving with each breath.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Emma."
His smile broke into a grin. "Fuck me Emma, you're a
gorgeous fucking slut aren't ya?" He stared wildly down
at the semi-naked teenager, his gaze going from her
face to her tits to her pussy and back to her face.
"Erm, thanks." Replied Emma. Not knowing how else to
answer but not liking the man calling her a slut
The man grinned a toothless grin, "It was my pleasure
luv, it was my fucking pleasure."
He got slowly to his feet, put his now total flaccid
penis back into his trousers and held a hand down to
Emma to help her up.
Emma was touched, the other lads never helped her up
after they had sex with her. She thanked him as she
pulled the hem of her denim mini skirt down to cover
her crotch and covered her naked breasts with her T-
shirt. The mans eyes never left her.
She bent down to retrieve her knickers from the floor,
and the man put his hand on her shoulder to steady her
as she stepped in to them.
He watched the young girl lift one leg and then the
other as she put her knickers back on. She smiled up at
him as she did a little jump as she pulled them over
her bottom. He thought that one of the most sexiest
things he had ever seen.
"I have to go now its late, my mum might start to
worry."
"I'll walk you home."
The man smiled, "You're a very pretty girl Emma." He
put his hand around her waist as they walked to the end
of the alley.
It was getting quite dark now and he felt confident of
not being seen with such a young girl.
After ten minutes they neared her house. "Which one is
it?" The man asked.
Emma pointed it out. "Well I'd best not go any
further." Emma turned to him and grinned, letting him
know she got his little joke. For the past five minutes
as they walked, the man's hand, under her coat, had
slid down her back, under the waistband of her skirt
and in to her knickers.
At the minute he had two fat fingers of his left hand
between her ass cheeks. She tiptoed so that she could
kiss him goodnight on his cheek. As she did, she felt
one finger enter her asshole up to the second knuckle.
She let out a small "Oooh."
He looked down at her and smiled. "Goodnight Emma, I
think I'll be seeing a lot more of you."
***
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 40