Jim Dawson - Raped runaway

"Frank? What're you going to do?"

"Take a shower with you," he said matter of-factly, as if it were a common occurrence. Well, maybe it was. She'd read a couple of books that had a lot about sex in them and the people in them had always been taking showers together.

He set her on her feet in the stall and adjusted the water, then dug out a shower cap for her from the cabinet under the sink. She wanted to ok who the cap belonged to, but didn't, for she reab~ed it didn't matter. Whoever had owned the shower cap was no longer part of his ate. Lyn adjusted the cap art waited g he soaped a cloth and turned to her.

Rising on tiptoes, she pressed her wet body to his and kissed him deeply while he started soaping her back. He covered her from her shoulders to the uredacurve of her gs, even wghing the crack b tween the firm, saucy mounds. Lyn rubbed her tits agiunst his chest and made his hard cock roll between their bellies g she sucked on his tongue.

She had never imagined that having sonnebody give her a bath could be sexually exciting, but sharing the shower with Frank was getting her turned on good.

Rinsing out the cloth, he reshaped it and washed her arms while his eyes roamed over her body. For the flit time in her iife, Lyn was glad that she was built the way she was. She had always been abundantly developed, ever since she'd been eleven and started getting tits. It had unnerved her, at times, the way men had looked at her with lust in their eyes, but now she was glad she could put that kind of look there. As long as it was Frank looking at her, she wanted to be as sexy as she could.

Slowly, ignoring her tits, he washed her torso.

Agiun he rinsed the cloth and reshaped it. Then he dropped to his knees before her and started washing her legs. Down one leg from the thigh to the foot he went. Then he lifted her foot and washed it while she rested a hand on his head to steady hefielf as he washed her foot carefully.

Only after he had scrubbed both of her legs did he rise and retain his attention to her tits. He worked up a good lather on them and tossed the cloth away, then started massaging her full tits with his hands. Lyn kissed him again, puiiing his n mouth down to heft as he worked his fingers agiunst the out thrust mounds, then slid them down until he had her stiffened nipples in his fingers and 'r was tugging at them as he rolled them about.

She was breathing hard as he pulled away from her and dropped to his knees again. Picking up the cloth, he started washing her cunt. She let her hips C'4 swing to and fro as he rubbed the soapy cloth n between the full thighs.

'Oooohhhh!" she moaned as desire rose n higher and higher in her.

He moved around behind her and let the water vrash the suds from her front, then turnedher to rinse her back. Agiun, she rose on tiptoes to Wss him. He dropped one hamd and worked it agiunst her hot pussy until she thought she was going to scream, so strong was her desire to have his cock filling her twat.

"Frank, Frank," she moaned. "I want you to fuck me so muih I cim't stand it. I can't wait.

Stretch me out on the floor and give it to me.

Please! Frank, I've got to have you im me."

"I can do better than that," he told her. Before she could ask him what he meant, he bent at the knees and caught her by the ass, then rose, lifting her high in the air.

"Ooohh!" Lyn sq;ueaied as she felt his cock nudging into her cunt.

She swung her ass out a little and then brought it back until the cock-head was at the entrimce to her cunt. "Ooooohhhhh!" she moaned as she started sinWng down around his rant pant cock.

Her legs ditched at his hips and she tightened her arms around hun. Frank turnedoff the water and opened the shower, then stepped out of the dall. Lyn gulped as the motion made his cock ride up into her cunt farther.

Slowly, he walked out of the bathroom and across the living room. Lyn cluing to him and marveled at how easily he was carrying her. Not only that, but how sexy it was to be carried the way he was carrying her. Every time he took a dep, his cock rode down, then back up inside of her fuck-hole.

She was kissing him like crazy when he reached the bed and went into it on his knees. Slowly, he lowered her to her back and came down over her without missing a stroke of his wonderfully thick cock into her cumt-hote.

Frank worked his hands out from under her sctuirming ass and pushed himself up until his arms were straight. The new position pressed his weight into her snatch and Lyn wiggled lasciviously, rubbing her spread pussy agifinst his crotch. His hips moved effortlessly, sliding his cock in and out of her clmdng twat at a steady tempo.

Her eyes fluttered open and she bated a hand, brushing her fingertips over his cheek. "I just love it," she munnured.

"What? Fucking?"

"Fucking you," she amended.

He lowered himself to his elbows and closed his hands over her heaving tits, then ducked his head and kissed her. The tempo with which he was en feeding his cock to her hungry cunt increased and n Lyn worked her hips more wantonly around under Ln his as she started racing him to see who was going en to cam fifit.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" she moaned under his demanding mouth. He tweaked her nipples and roried the puffy spheres about. Lyn raked at his e; back with her nails and beat a tattoo on his calves en with her heels as she fucked him back as lewdly as he was fucking her. She was on the verge of cummmg. Her stomach was nuttering as she heaved her trim ass up to meet the descent of his thick cock into her tight twat.

From the heaviness of his breathing, Lyn knew Frank couldn't be far behind her.

She wanted him to cam at the shame time she did. Lyn still believed the myth that mutual orgasm was better them her cumming before or after Frank had gotten his gun. She ground her wet pussy agiunst his loims, no longer ashamed of the sctuishy sounds that filled the small bedroom as his cock rode steadily in and out of her cunt-hole.

Suddenly, he froze. His cock jumped inside of her md then he was spurting his Jim into the depths of her fuck-hole. Lyn cried out agiunst his mouth as she started cummmg hefielf. Their fluids combined and oozed out of her tw'at, trickling down the crack of her ass to puddle under her sctuimmimg buttocks.

Frank conapsed over her as she let her legs fall away from his hips. They lay there, mouths pressed together, breathing through their nostrils as their bodies shuddered.

"Thank you," Lyn whispered when they had finally regained control of themselves and separated.

"For what?" he asked.

"Teaching me that sex is good, not like the way it was with those other men."

"It'n get better, I promise you," he replied.

Lyn didn't know how it could, but she believed him.

Lyr: was smiling to herself as she moved down the sliest. Her hand went up to her head and touched her hair and she wondered how Frank was going to react to the new style. A few hours earlier, her new girl friend, Connie Rizzillo, had cut her shoulder-lenr5th hair into a tight cap, close across her forehead and fringed along the side of her face.

Connie's father worked in the slime shop that Framk did. Lyn thought it funny that both Frank and her father were in electronics, but it didn't bother her. Framk was a repauman on real technical stuff her father was a salesman. And Frisk talked to her about his work her father hadn't.

Brocton was great. Everybody accepted bet and amp;ought it was great that Framk had something to occupy his time when he wasn't at work.

Apparently, he had been drmWng a lot before she'd shown up now he restricted himself to one, at the most two, beers-a night. The landlady had even agreed to let Frisk move out before his lease was up because he had to get a two bedroom sty apartment. Everybody thought he was sleeping on the bving-room couch.