J. Thorpe - Three Little Naughties - Stories About Three Little Naughty Girls

When both of us emerged from the thicket, the quiet stillness of the surrounding night beat like a drum in my head as my heart thudded in my chest. “You want to do it there…on the tracks…why?” I asked her. “Why not,” Belinda said playfully, swinging her body side to side to a rhythmic beat only she could hear. “So let me get this straight, “ I said. “With all the shit you've gone through, after a couple of serious boyfriends and after that party for your birthday you had…you still haven't gone all the way?”

“Nooooooooo,” Belinda said sarcastically. “I've had my chances…anybody could've the other night…I got so drunk I lost count after guy number five that I promised myself to that night.

Ended up giving a few of the guys a blowjob but once they were done…they were so drunk and so high they just kinda drifted away leaving me there…Heck of a birthday, huh…after they started passing out one by one…I don't know if it was the liquor or the pot I kind of tuned out too.” The sheer thought of her on her knees, going down on all those boys while they drunkenly sat there enjoying it caused my eyes to water slightly from my depraved lust. The mental picture of Belinda kneeling down performing fellatio was superimposed with the real time vision of the 18 year old girl unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down her waist right in front of me.

Having already ascended the gravel mound that the train tracks were set on top of, I looked up at Belinda high above me, like she was a goddess on a pedestal, as she playfully kicked off her shoes so she could take her pants completely off. “Are you coming up?” Belinda said coyly. “Right behind you,” I replied, feeling my erect dick swing like a led pipe between my legs as I tried climbing up the gravelly hill to join Belinda between the tracks. By the time I had reached the summit of the mound, I took a deep breath and looked around to gain my bearings. Concentrating my gaze down onto Belinda in front of me, I watched her intently as she guided her jeans over her ankles and cast them aside. Standing there now in only her jacket, a tee-shirt and a pair of white panties in the dim fluorescence, I told myself I'd never seen a prettier picture in my life. Kicking my shoes off, I stole a glance down both ends of the empty tracks to see how much of a warning we might have if a train were to come. Guessing we would have about a half mile warning each way, I turned my attention back to Belinda and crept closer. “Soooo…you've wanted to fuck me for a while?” All I could do was gulp, still embarrassed from my earlier admission. “Yeah,” was all I could managed as I stuttered the answer. “Tell me, Dave,” Belinda continued in a serious tone, “have you ever…touched yourself late at night thinking about me?” I rolled my eyes, drowning in my own shame.

Thankfully it was dark enough out there that she couldn't see me blushing from the question or the fact that my cock was starting to jut out the front of my black sweatpants. Still I felt an obligation to give her the answer she wanted, the truth. “Yes,” I admitted softly, “Yes, I have.” “How many times?” Belinda followed up immediately, like a lawyer with a witness on the run.” How many times have you touched yourself…right here… late at night picturing me Dave?” Belinda implored as she reached out and grazed her hand across my throbbing erection. “A lot,” I said, feeling my weak knees on the verge of giving out. “And all these times you thought about fucking me late at night, Dave…did you cum all over yourself?”

Belinda brazenly continued her interrogation. “Yes,” I replied.

“You would lay there and cum all over yourself…thinking about fucking me, Dave?” Belinda asked again, a little louder. “Yes,” I replied again, this time compelled to reply louder also. “Just like your gonna do right now if I don't take my hand off your dick,”

Belinda said arrogantly, knowing she was in total control for the moment. “You better hurry up and fuck me Dave before you waste it…are you man enough to fuck this little tight pussy of mine?”

“lease let me fuck you,” I said pleadingly, praying my actions would somehow speak louder than my words. Taking off my jacket and helping Belinda off with hers, I sat both garments down between the tracks so that she could lay down and have some buffer between her back and the gravel and wooden railroad ties underneath her. As Belinda knelt down flatly and took her place between the tracks, I took a few steps forward, towering above the young girl as I tried committing the luscious vision before me to an eternal place in my memory bank. “Come on, Dave…you've wanted to fuck me all this time…come on and take my cherry…right here under the stars…shove that cock of yours into my cunt and fill me up Baby,” Belinda ordered in a voice that strangely didn't sound like hers. My head was swirling as I anxiously knelt down in front of her, sizing up my options while Belinda's blue words echoed through the night around us.

I inherently knew that a lot of the things Belinda was saying were probably coming from the way she had heard her Mother talk around men all those years of being cooped up in the same place with her and the trash she would bring home. Reaching my hands out, I took Belinda's lead and helped her slip her silky white panties down her legs, my head immediately filling with the unmistakable scent of her youthful arousal the moment her well manicured pussy was stripped bare. Letting the glorious aroma of Belinda's womanhood fill my lungs, I dutifully leaned forward in hopes of getting a filling taste of the sweet young pussy that dribbled with arousal directly in front of me. Just as the startling heat of Belinda's vagina started to caress my descending face, the distant sound of a train whistle caused us both to moan… “Get up here Dave and fuck me,” Belinda ordered me. “You can lick my cunt anytime you want…geez… lick it out after you finish with it…Just hurry up and fuck me before we get killed…my pussy is juiced enough!” With the crystal clear realization that a freight train was speeding our way, when I removed my head from between her parted legs, I cast a questioning glance into Belinda's eyes to see if her resolve to go through with this was still there. All I saw when I stared into her enchanting dark orbs was lustful purpose and certainty. Pushing forward, dropping my body weight on top of the beautiful teenager's pelvic bone, I could feel my cock bluntly press into the tender inner flesh of Belinda's thigh. A deep gurgling quiver lurched from my mouth as my dick rubbed against Belinda's baby smooth skin. Repositioning my hips so that I'd have a better thrusting angle, I pressed my left hand down on the cold steel railroad track to my side for support while I used my right hand to aim my cock towards Belinda's virgin snatch. Feeling the heat from Belinda's vagina drift out against my erect phallus, I gazed down at Belinda's dazed expression and saw through her youthful bravado.

When the spongy head of my cock slammed into the entrance of her seething pink quim, all the cocksure posing she had done flew out the window as the nervous and unsure little girl inside manifested itself.

“Please be gentle with me,” Belinda's eyes seemed to beg as I greased my cock with her dripping juices. Every muscle in my body flinched as my probing penis pierced the outer folds of Belinda's cunt. The sound of both our lungs exhaling from the tight fit was muted however by the sound of the train whistle again, signaling its impending arrival. “Hurry up…fuck me,” Belinda cried out with her eyes clenched shut. I penetrated the young virgin's womb at the same moment I felt the tracks eerily start to vibrate in my hand.

Feeling Belinda's cunt trying to choke off my cock with every inch I tried sinking into it, I looked straight ahead realizing that the train off in the distance was coming at us from the North. Looking off into the bleak darkness for the first sign of the train's lights, I estimated that we would have about 30 seconds to get off the tracks as soon as the locomotive curved around the bend up ahead. Trying my best not to press down too hard, knowing all Belinda had underneath her for cushion were two jackets, I tried gentle sideways motions to give my cock the power it needed to penetrate the teenager's tight quim. Hearing Belinda sigh and moan underneath me, I could only imagine what she must be feeling as a cock dug into her womb for the very first time. Sneaking another peek forwards, I finally saw the impending specter of the train's headlights as it approached the turn that led to the straightaway that passed our apartment complex.