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Blankets - 3
by Tiggs (tiggs.sara@gmail.com)
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A young girl finds herself in a bad position when she is
suddenly kidnapped in broad daylight just a few blocks
from her home. The two high-class young men able to do
with her and to her as they please. (MM/f-teen, ped, rp,
nc, 1st)
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Characters:
Jennifer
Chris
Mark
Chris gently took Jennifer's hand and led her to stand
up in front of them. Chris and Mark then moved to also
stand, the two and Jennifer looking at the other. She
knew they wanted to see her naked, but not even her
parents had seen her in the nude since she was just a
little kid. She looked at one then the other, Chris with
his playful grin and Mark with his ever-present smirk
with danger lurking just behind his eyes.
Chris started, "So first things first. Remove your
shoes."
She blinked, looking down at her school-issued mary-
janes. She had almost forgotten that she was even
wearing shoes and had honestly expected them to want her
to take her shirt off first. She nodded and used the
arch in her feet to push the shoes off, leaving white
bobby socks with frills that folded back down. She
picked them up evenly and set them aside at the base of
the recliner then moved back to where she was standing.
She stood there for a few moments not doing or saying
anything besides meeting their eyes with a frown. Chris
waited patiently for her to proceed but when it became
clear she wasn't quite following he leaned forward
slightly with a grin "Now you pick a piece of clothing
for us to remove, then we'll pick another one for you."
Jennifer bit her lip to keep from crying and sighed
slowly and deep. She saw that Mark had already taken off
his shoes and she just wanted to get this over with so
she went with.. "Shirt."
Chris and Mark exchanged a look sharing grins and both
removed their shirts, tossing them to the ground
unceremoniously. Mark then spoke up "Skirt."
What surprised Jennifer at first was that they were both
fairly thin, but not unattractively so. They looked like
the boyband types that were on the posters on her
bedroom wall. She wondered as she mindlessly unbuttoned
her skirt, zipped them down and pushed it down her legs
is if she would be doing this willingly under different
circumstances. If she had gone to see a concert where
Chris was the lead singer and he pointed her out of the
crowd and the burly security guys brought her back
stage...
She blinked and realized she had her folded up skirt in
her hands and was about to place them down on the
recliner that her shoes were next to. She looked down at
herself and couldn't see her uncovered legs due to the
shirt that was no longer tucked save for her shins, but
as soon as she moved back into place and seeing the look
on Chris and Mark's faces that they could see plenty.
She shyly and slowly inched her hands around to her
front to cover up as much of the plain red/white/pink
striped cotton panties as she could.
Chris watched her cover up a little and let it go for
now. She'd learn to not be so bashful in time, so there
was little worry in how she handled her little bit of
privacy that she had at the moment. She'd be taking it
off in a moment anyways.
Jennifer was quiet for another minute, looking down at
the floor being unable to meet their eyes, before
realizing that it was her turn "Err, uh-uhm... shoes."
Chris let out a mockingly whiney "Aww.." and kicked his
shoes off. He looked up at Mark, then down at his bare
feet, then back up at him. They exchanged a shrug and
looked back at Jennifer together. Since it was Chris'
turn, he spoke, "Shirt."
Jennifer closed her eyes, trying to remember what little
fantasy she had just gotten lost into. It had made
taking her pants off much easier but for the life of her
she couldn't find it again. Ah, a boy. Just think of a
boy. Brian Knight.
The first chair base in the school's chorus class. He
was really nice to her especially it felt sometimes and
she thought he liked her. He was the kind of guy that
was liked by most of the student body but never really
hung out with any one cliche. In that way he had made
the reputation of kind of a mystery to the girls.
She opened her eyes and found herself pushing her shirt
down her arms. Her 32B cup white plain bra was on
display and she instantly moved her shirt around to hide
them, though also instantly felt a little foolish for
doing so and lowered her shirt. She had to accept in her
mind that she was very likely to lose her virginity
before the day was out. Showing her bra and, inevitably,
her breasts seemed a small thing in comparison.
She sighed and folded up her shirt, setting it aside
with the her growing pile of clothes. She moved back
into place wearing only her white bra, bobby socks and
colorful panties, meeting Chris' gaze for a moment,
"Pants." Since that was really the only thing they were
still wearing besides their underwear.
The two males both unbuttoned, unzipped and pushed their
pants down their legs, Mark sitting down to take his
pants off his feet while Chris just stepped on the pants
bunched at his heels and lifted his feet. Tossing aside
their pants, they both stood back up to reveal boxers.
Chris' were grey and a little more form fitting due to
their sew design than Mark's, whose were just plain
cotton and dark green. She felt her stomach flutter as
they were both quite tented - which both excited and
scared her.
Chris gestured for Mark to go ahead with the next piece.
He could only choose the bra or the panties, and he knew
Chris wanted so badly to see his prize, so.. "Bra."
Chris frowned at him but let it slide. He'd get to see
her in another few moments anyways.
She sighed and reached behind her hesitantly, her
fingers fumbling with the clasp at first but she
eventually got it. While she was embarrassed to finally
actually be showing what she considered some of her
private parts, she really had nothing much to speak of.
At least as far as she was concerned.
The two males were practically holding their breath, and
it was not a wasted effort. Her breasts, while not much
to speak of, were golden to their standards. Small
mounds, just less than a hand full, with perky little
nipples that stiffened when they hit the cool air. Mark
enjoyed the sight because he knew he'd get to torture
those little nipples later. Chris loved her breasts
because the areola and her nipples were the same color
as her skin. Such perfect soft curves that appeared
tipped, not nippled at the center. He couldn't wait to
touch and suck on them.
She lowered the bra down her arms and, looking at the
pile of clothes on the recliner, tosses the bra over
there. She looked down at her body and saw her breasts
and flat belly..then the only other clothes she
wore...her panties. She looked at the two and gulped.
Now was it "Uh..ahem.."
Chris and Mark both grinned at her nervousness.
"Uhmm..your..boxers."
They both gripped their thumbs into the waistbands of
their boxers and manuevered the waistband around their
members before sliding them down their legs and stepping
out of them. Jennifer gasped when they came into view.
It was the first time she had ever really seen one that
wasn't on a computer or in a Sex Ed textbook.
Both men's dicks were pointing straight out and they
seem to not move for a few moments as if posing. They
knew she wasn't very experienced and that this was
likely the first time ever seeing a man's privates. As
far as men and their dick's go, the two were just a bit
above par.
Both had roughly about six to six-and-a-half inches. She
had an epiphany then that it wasn't really the length so
much as the girth that scared her. They were both just
long enough around that she might only just touch
fingertips if she gripped it.
As curious as well as frightened that she might have
been, her focus was broken when Mark nodded with his
head "The panties."
She blinked and looked up at Mark then down at her
panties. She seem to just stare at them for longer then
was needed and Mark was sooooo hoping that she was
considering disobeying them so he could hurt her. So far
she had done everything she was told so he really hadn't
gotten to do anything to her.
He would get his time tonight after Chris was done with
her and went to bed, but damnit that felt like such a
long time from now. He agreed to even not fuck her until
Chris had properly broken her in. They wanted her to
remain healthy if not even desperate to stay, but he was
firmly under the belief that he needed to scare her into
not running away, not treating her nicely.
She finally hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties and hesitated again a moment before quickly
pushing them down as if to just get it over with. She
stood back up and daintily stepped out of them before
picking them up and tossing them with the rest of her
clothes. Her mound was slightly pronounced with just a
light layer of fuzz barely hiding two lips tight
together. She hadn't yet begun her full swing into
puberty but it certainly was starting to show.
She couldn't look up at them. She was just way too
embarrassed to meet their eyes. She had never stood
completely naked in front of anyone before. Ever.
Chris walked over and dropped an arm around her
shoulders, leading her back over to the couch "There,
that was pretty fun right? And there's no bad judgment
here. I think you're a very beautiful young lady, right
Mark?" Mark just grinned as a response and nodded once,
pushing all of Jennifer's neatly folded clothes off the
recliner and taking a seat to watch the show.
Chris took a seat and guided her to stand in front of
him, setting her hands to either side of her hips. She
got the hint that he didn't want her to hide her assets
from him and Mark so she kept her hands planted at her
sides, looking down at Chris, but his eyes were set on
her breasts which frightened her so she looked instead
up at the lights. Mark could see the hint of tears
watering her eyes which made him grin.
Chris looked up at her trying to keep from crying and he
gently took one of her hands and kissed it which made
her look back down at him. "Listen, Jennifer. I'm going
to try and make this as pleasurable for you as I can.
You have nothing to be afraid of from me."
He was looking into her eyes as he spoke and she wanted
so badly to believe his words were genuine.
"Now, I'm going to touch you. I don't know if you've
ever rubbed yourself, but I hear it's almost always
better when someone else does it. You're going to feel a
lot of things you probably aren't used to and that's
okay. Everything I do to your body, I'm doing to try and
make you enjoy this as much as possible. Do you
understand?"
His words were scaring her at first but as when he asked
her if she understood it was if everything suddenly made
more sense and she sighed, nodding her head.
Chris nodded once, "Good. I'm going to start now." His
hands went around her hips and gently urged her closer
as he scooted to the edge of the couch cushion. He
leaned his face into her flat belly and kissed it while
his hands explored her back, lightly dragging his
fingernails across her skin. He truly did want her to
enjoy this since it was her first time, so he wasn't
going to go straight for her pussy like some hormone-
raging teenager.
She raised her arms to give his arms room at her sides
and gently rested them on Chris' head as he kissed her
belly. It was weird but his confidence in what he was
doing did a good job on quelling her fears. He seemed to
really not want to hurt her and that made her feel at
least a little bit better. She exhaled as his
fingernails went up and back down her body, it feeling
like her nerves in her skin lighting up, ready to be
turned on.
Chris' kisses finally reached the underside of her
breast and kissed the tiny bit of breast below her skin-
colored nipple. He was going to avoid it until she was
squirming for him to touch her more sensitive areas but
he couldn't resist. He closed his lips around that
button and sucked, brushing his tongue in a small circle
around it a few times before very gently biting down on
it and pulling away, stretching her nipple out just
slightly before it became too taut and snapped back into
place.
Jennifer's brain felt like it was being hit by small
bolts of lightning. She had never felt anything like it
before and, while it was a frightening thing to feel for
a first time, her heartbeat and pumping adrenaline told
her brain that it wanted more. Her arms pulled on Chris'
head to return to her breast and he grinned before
leaning back in.
Instead of sucking on it, he instead planted small
kisses on her breasts around her nipples. He had given
her a taste of just how pleasurable it could be, so he
wanted to tease her. He couldn't help but grin as he
kept hearing her gasp and give soft mewling moans above
him. One of his hands snaked its way down her back,
coming around the side and sliding on the inside of her
thigh.
She felt her legs shaking as his fingers brushed up and
down the inside of her legs without going high enough to
touch her lips. A time or two she thought she felt her
soft hairs down there being brushed, but besides that he
was neglecting to make actual contact with her vulva.
Chris broke contact of his lips from her breasts and
looked up at her "Ready to feel even better?"
She looked down at him with a scared look even though
she was panting quite heavily. She had never imagined
she could feel this way and to think that it could feel
even better was somehow even more exciting than it was
scary to her. She nodded her head after a moment.
Chris' fingers were on a down-slide and stopped at her
knee, making their way back up the inside of her thighs.
This time they didn't stop just before reaching her lips
and, though they slowed down to draw out the suspense of
it all, his fingertips only just made contact with the
crack in her lips and wiggled between them. Chris was
very pleased to find it all nicely lubricated with her
juices. He supposed that was normal considering this is
probably the most erotic thing she's ever experienced to
date.
His fingertip probed the entrance to her pussy for a
moment and collecting enough moisture to slide further
up her labia and felt around for her clitoral hood.
Feeling the nub just there, he applied a little bit of
pressure and made very tiny circles around it. Her arms
around his head suddenly gripped him tightly to her
chest, the strength of her hold surprising him somewhat,
but grinned through it none the less. Mark watched her
mouth open but nothing coming out a first what was
followed by a noise he could only imagine she wasn't
unconsciously making;
"MmmGAAAAWD!"
Her legs stiffened and she held onto Chris' head with
all her might to keep from falling as she felt a tingle
start at the base of her spine and shooting up her back
like a lightning bolt until it reached her brain where
it exploded all throughout her body.
Chris' fingertip stopped moving against her clit and
left between her labia, placing the palm of his hand
against her lips and mound to continue to give her some
stimulation, but at the same time not so much that she
can't come down from her high.
Mark watched the two of them not moving a single muscle
for what must have been a minute or two before Jennifer
finally exhaled and let go of Chris' head which he
lifted off her chest to look up at her. Her eyes were
still closed as she felt her brain regaining function
again. Her chest heaved with each breath and Chris
hugged her hips to his chest.
There were no words. How could she possibly describe
what she was feeling to this man? He had just shown her
something wonderful, but at the same time something
scary and foreign. She tried stepping away from him and
his grip loosened to let her move, but her legs wobbled
and he caught her before she fell to the floor. He
picked her up and laid her down on the couch, hovering
over her slightly.
With a grin, he kissed her lips softly and whispered to
her "After you recover fully, we can continue, okay?"
She nodded twice in the middle of her labored breaths,
"Okay.." She could hardly imagine continuing after going
through such an experience, like her body would never be
the same again. A hand flopped down between her legs and
she cupped her mound, expecting to feel a gaping hole
where some of her innards exploded, but she felt nothing
out of the ordinary.
Her fingertip tried to find where Chris had touched and,
without much difficulty, brushed the head of her clit
and she jerked her hand away and gasped, still far too
sensitive to touch it again.
She had almost forgotten Mark was there until he coughed
to clear his throat before speaking, "Let's say we teach
her how give a proper blowjob?"
Chris smiled as he looked up at Mark and nodded "Once
she recovers." Then looked down at her again, "Just say
when you're ready, and we can keep going."
She forced herself to take a deep breath and exhaled as
she sat up, feeling more and more normal by the second.
She sort of wished, since she knew they were going to
make her take their things in her mouth anyways, that it
was Chris she had to practice on. She didn't like Mark
much, though besides grabbing her hair and interrogating
her while Chris was out of the room, he hadn't really
done anything to her.
The depths of his madness..she was surely soon to find
out.
To be continued...
Author's Note: Thank you very much for reading this.
Blankets is my first story ever and if you have ANY
feedback at all, even if it's negative or critical,
please don't hesitate to write me. I've enjoyed very
much the few people who have already contacted me and I
can't wait to hear from even more of you. Send an email
to Tiggs.Sara@gmail.com and I'll try to respond as soon
as I can. Thank you <3
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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