Ted Leonard: Daughter_s torment

She didn't like the way Clint and Jim looked at one another in silent agreement. She gazed up at them, her young mind whirling, wondering what they wanted of her. Why didn't the man shoot his load into her mouth?

She soon found out Clint reached down and mauled her aching young tits. Jim reached down and started rubbing her cunt. Sharon gasped and caught her breath as both her nipples and her clit tingled with strange new excitement. She whimpered when the men lifted her to her feet and guided her to bed. "No, nooo, please," she sniffled, seeing the big bed.

Her knees trembled as the men pulled her across the room. They stretched her out on the mattress. Clint tied her wrists to the head of the bed and Sharon stared up in alarm and amazement.

"Wh-what are you doing?" she whined. A new sense of fear mingled with her confused erotic feelings and had a hell of a effect on her pussy. She couldn't understand what they wanted of her. According to the sex books she'd read with her girlfriends, men wanted to rape a young girl right away. They wanted to push their wet cocks in all her fuck-holes and shoot lots of cum into her. Why were these men standing over her with huge hard-ons?

"Please," she begged as the two men ran their hot eyes up and down her lovely naked body. "I-I don't understand. What are you going to do to me?" A shiver ran through her and made her twitch on the bed. "What are you trying to do to me?"

Clint chuckled and said, "Exactly what we are doing, baby. What's the matter? You feeling horny or something? Do our big cocks get you all hot?"

"No, no," Sharon lied.

The men laughed and their hands returned to her supple curves. Jim stroked her cunt soothingly, in a way that made Sharon moan against her will. Why was he being so gentle with her pussy? He was obviously in a condition to ravish her brutally.

Her thoughts became doubly confused when Clint knelt beside her and licked her tits tenderly, laying her stiff nipples with the tip of his tongue. Sharp thrills shot through her tits and cunt as the men teased and pleased her.

Jim lowered his face to her curly tuft of pussy-hair. He extended his tongue and touched the tip of it to the very end of Sharon's stiff, quivery little clit.

"Oh!" she gasped, and her ass jerked on the bed.

Clint licked his tongue round and round her pink nipples, then took one into his mouth softly and gently sucked. Jim closed his lips around her extended clit and gave her clit a lick and a suck.

"Oh, God!" Sharon shrieked.

Her head whipped back on the bed. Her hands twisted wildly against the rope around her wrists. Her tits thrust upward. Her pussy squirmed. The mouths on her nipple and clit drove her crazy on the bed. In just a few moments, her whole body was alive with fuck feelings. Strange desires overwhelmed her mind and she twisted, moaning and whimpering.

"I think she's ripe," she heard Jim say thickly.

"I think you're right," Clint chuckled evilly.

Sharon forced her heavy eyes open and gazed at the men as they stood up, their cocks throbbing wetly before her. The way they were looking at her now made her shiver from head to toe.

It all began when Sharon was asked by her mother to run to the bank for her. Sharon was a typical teenager, not much for doing favors for her parents. So it was a quite a shock for Mrs. Turner when Sharon readily agreed to run the errand. What the woman didn't know was that pretty Sharon had an ulterior motive. She'd just bought a new halter and she was dying to show it off on the street.

Ever since she had been a teenager, Sharon had always tried out her new clothes on the streets. It was the reactions of boys and men that told her if a sweater was tight enough on her cute tits or if a little skirt was exciting enough on her tight young ass. So she took the envelope her mother handed her and pranced out of her house.

She'd seen the halter in a shop window and it had looked so sexy on the window, dummy that the just had to own it. She saved up babysitting money and finally bought it. Her bedroom mirror told her that it was very sexy on her. The two small triangles showed off just the right amount of her creamy tits. But the final test would be on the street.

Sure enough, as she strolled down the street, the heads of boys and men turned. She received lots of smiles and hellos and quite a few naughty looks. She felt ten feet tall and luxuriously beautiful by the time she reached the bank.

Inside the bank she grew anxious. Waiting in line gave her time to think of other things, like boys. As she stepped up to the teller she thought about cock teasing, about turning some boys on. She even thought it would be super nice to meet someone special, like Dan Fuller or Rich Blakely, or even that scrumptious football hero, Chet Phillips! Her last thought of the tall, muscular high school senior made her pussy wiggle.

Her mother told her to come right home after the errand, but when Sharon stepped out of the bank, she decided to be naughty again and not go right home. With her lovely tits poking sharply in her new halter and her cute ass wiggling as she walked, she set out to find some boys whose glances and intentions would make her feel special. How horny they got when she was looking sexy! She loved it.

She walked a long time before it dawned on her that none of the guys seemed to be around. She tried a few drug stores, the bowling alley, and the pool hall. No boys. Then she met Sally Baird, a school friend.

Sally was with her mother in a department stare, shopping. She spotted Sharon through the window and excused herself to her mother.

"Sharon!" she called, leaping out of the store.

Sharon turned and smiled. "Oh, hi, Sally. Watcha up to?"

"Shopping with my mother," she said, moving up to her friend. Her eyes roamed over Sharon's half-naked tits and she whispered, "Mmmm, nice halter, Sharon. Wish my mom would let me wear a thing like that."

To male passersby, Sharon and Sally looked like two cute teens chatting about nothing important. They were discussing Sharon's luscious young tits.

"Does it show them off right?" Sharon asked under her breath.

"Perfect," Sally assured her. "It looks like it's a size too small for you."

"It is," Sharon giggled.

Sally sighed and said, "Well, you're gonna drive the guys wild today in that little thing."

"Yeah," Sharon murmured. "If I can find any. Where is everybody?"

"Oh, that's right!" Sally blurted. "Football practice."

"Oh, darn," Sharon said sadly, and her shoulders slumped.

"Be careful," her friend laughed. "When you drop your shoulders, your nipples peek out!"

Sally's mother came out and called her daughter, pausing to say hello to Sharon. Sharon walked on alone, thinking a mile a minute. Sally's remark about football practice triggered conflicting emotions in her. For one thing, it saddened her that none of the guys were available. For another thing, it triggered one of her naughtiest erotic fantasies. She often wondered what would happen if she showed up at football practice looking good enough to fuck. What would it be like to get fucked by ten guys, or twelve, or fifteen!

The sad news put Sharon in a quandary. Her conscience told her she'd better get her little ass home before her mother had a fit. But her thrusting young tits and hot little cunt wanted to guide her feet across town to the old lot where the boys practiced football.

She didn't know it but her dilemma made her look even prettier. Her eyes kept flashing as she walked along thinking deeply, and her ass swayed sexily. Man after man eyed her luscious young body and walked on with a hard-on.

Sharon was lost in thought when the car pulled to the curb. She wasn't aware of it, but the two men in the car had been following her and watching her for some time. Their cocks were rigid and their lust was burning like a forest fire. Sharon was exactly the girl they were looking for.