John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

"Oh yes you do." Will's eyes searched her body hungrily. Brit felt her thighs tingle as he scanned the tight V her cotton shorts made at her crotch. "You give me the panties you got on and I'll let you go."

"Listen Will, I think this little joke's gone far enough… I…"

"What joke?" till had successfully smothered any hint of humor. But felt a nasty little current in the air. "So if you'll kindly skin off your panties and put them in the glove compartment. I'll undo those cuffs." He pushed himself away from the car.

"You're crazy, Will! If you think I'm gonna…"

"I'll take Jeb over here and leave you be. Nobody's looking." His face was stone serious. Brit was mad. But there she sat in the back seat of that patrol car handcuffed. And she was breaking the law. Though no one in the county bothered much with that sort of thing, she was technically in the wrong.

"Will!" she called, but he was already swaggering over. They motioned all the gawkers back inside the garage. "Well shit," she said aloud, "if I've got to do it, I might as well get started."

It wasn't easy getting her shorts down. The handcuffs were more in the way than she'd thought they'd be. But she managed to squirm the things off and then get her panties off too. She stopped every so often to see if anyone was trying to peek. But the car was under a big elm tree and no one was anywhere close. She had a little protection behind the front seat. And she hurried. At last she had her shorts up again and the button buttoned. She held her pale yellow panties up and felt her face get hot. They were her favorite pair. The bikini kind that didn't contain enough filmy nylon to tie up a sack lunch in. But what embarrassed her more than that was the fact that she'd, had them on that morning when she'd awakened early and gotten the urge to play a little. So she'd played. Jody had been snoring softly in the next bed and Brit had found her friend's vibrator and pushed it down under the covers. She'd been afraid to turn it on for fear of awakening Jody. But the smooth cock-shaped plastic had felt wonderful nibbling against the raw edges of her newly broken cherry. She'd just pushed it up under a leg of her panties and then deep into her shivering body. It hadn't taken her but a minute or two to come. And then she'd splurged and made herself climax a second time. When she was finished, her panties were a sloppy mess. And she hadn't bothered changing them before taking the truck to town. They were the very panties she held up before her face now.

"Shit," she mumbled and leaned across the front seat to shove them into the glove compartment like Will had directed. Then she honked the horn and sat back down.

Will and Jeb came over at a trot. Jeb looked in the glove box, whistled and shut it again. Will unlocked the handcuffs and patted Brit on the shoulder.

"If people would just cooperate with the law like you do, Brit, we'd have a better community to live in. I'm gonna recommend you get an award of recognition from the mayor."

"You'd just better damn well not tell anybody whose panties those are," Brit snapped, her jaw stuck out.

"We won't tell a soul," Jeb chimed in. "This is all undercover, see." The two of them laughed like high school kids. Brit stomped back to the pickup and started the engine.

Brit threw gravel getting out of the station. She wasn't breathing right again until she'd pulled into the farm road leading home. But her nerves didn't stay steady for very long. Because she heard her brother's voice as she came up the porch stairs.

"Come on Juanita, my dad's out working on the tractor and mom's gone to town. Nobody'll know anything."

"Darren… Pleeze… stop keesing me."

Brit went around to the other entrance and let the screen door close quietly. Then she tiptoed down the hall to the kitchen. She could peer in and see everything. And there was a lot to see!

Her brother Darren was standing behind Juanita with nothing on but his jockey shorts! Juanita was pretending to try to work at the kitchen sink, but now she was just bracing herself with her arms as Darren pulled her skirt up to completely expose her bottom. Brit stopped breathing for a second when she saw that Juanita wasn't wearing any panties. The girl's smooth, firm ass cheeks were like those of a statue. She could understand why Darren must like to touch them. And he was touching!

"I'd eat your pussy anytime!" he breathed, pushing his chest up against her back. The dress was pulled higher. Brit saw the front of her brother's shorts all pushed out and when he turned, she saw that the purple head of his cock was sticking out above the elastic band.

"You must let me work now, Darren. You should go get dressed."

"Baby, you smell so good!" Darren had his hand between her thighs now and Brit saw a shiver run through Juanita's body. Her head fell a little to one side and she closed her eyes. Darren's fingers worked upwards. There was a soft snick of something wet. Juanita let out a lungful of air and dropped a glass into the sink. Her ass muscles clenched and she shuddered again. Then Darren was panting and shoving his shorts down.

Brit's little pussy was overflowing with juice. She felt the hot lines of butter running down one thigh. Without any panties to soak up her excitement it dripped out freely, even wetting her ankle now. She leaned against the wall and see-sawed her thighs together, letting the dainty inner linings make a tantalizing friction against her clit.

"Noooo… Darren…" Juanita was leaning down over the sink now, her brown bottom pushed way out. Darren had crammed her skirt higher and he was trying to bend his legs enough to get his cockhead under her mound from behind. Brit had never seen anything so sexy in her life! The pretty, mature curves of the girl seemed to contrast with her muscled body. He was young and hungry for the girl. Brit knew how he felt. She'd felt the same frenzied lust for Billy Caruthers that night in the cabin. Darren kicked Juanita's feet wider apart. The two of them were barefoot and that made the scene that much more delicious. Brit moaned quietly and jerked her shorts up hard so that the cotton would shove between her slit to soak up some of her juices.

"Take it easy, baby," Darren soothed, slipping a hand against her belly as he got the head of his cock in position. Brit could see what was happening easily. She was hidden behind the door, peeking through the crack by the hinges. She couldn't have been over five feet away. She was close enough to smell the musky aroma of Juanita's heat.

"You shouldn't… Darren… pleeze…"

"You want it as bad as I do!" he grunted and Brit heard the flared head of his prick suck into the hollow that led up into the heat of Juanita's lovely body. The girl shuddered as Darren centered his tip and bent his knees more. When Brit saw her lift herself up on tiptoes and lean even farther over the sink, she had to shove a hand under her shorts and claw her outer lips open.

"Don't hurt me…" Juanita gasped. Her black hair hung down on each side of her face. Then Darren brought his hips under and up, straightening his legs at the same time. Juanita's feet came off the floor and she bent her knees sharply, kicking out her heels behind. Brit heard the slippery sound of something hot and hard slipping into Juanita's body. She was almost leaning down into the sink now, groaning and gasping as Darren lunged again and again, driving his cock into the yielding, dripping meat of the Mexican girl's pussy.

Brit saw it going in. It made her feel faint and dizzy. It wasn't at all like Billy Caruthers' slender little cock. It was thick and long and the flared part bulged out more from the shaft as it forced Juanita's petals apart. Now that swollen barb was up inside the girl's body. What must it feel like, Brit wondered. The look on Juanita's face said it felt like heaven. She leaned clear over the sink now, her lips hanging open, her eyes closed. Small, strangled grunts came from her throat as Darren held her hips with both hands and ground upwards with powerful movements of his body.