John Kellerman: Teenage sex slave

Lorrie giggled and pushed his fingers aside. Bobby sighed as if frustrated.

"You wouldn't have to get cum in your mouth," he said.

"Ssshhhhh!" Lorrie scalded.

I knew what Bobby wanted now. Lorrie had told me a week before that Bobby had been after her to give him a head job. That's the way she referred to it. I'd barely heard that such things wont on. And at that time I hadn't wanted to hear about it either.

"I could tell you when I'm gonna come and you could [missing text]."

Lorrie put her hand over Bobby's mouth. He struggled to keep talking, but she laughed and wrestled with him until she pinned his wrists against the rug. It reminded me of how Nat had pinned me, and now my cunt flooded with butter, really drenching my panties this time. I was having a hard time keeping still.

"It looks so… so big and everything." Lorrie was sitting back again, rubbing Bobby's stomach. Everytime her fingers got close to his cock, Bobby tensed and the whole shaft twitched. Lorrie seemed to be enjoying herself. She pouted when Bobby grabbed her and tried to force her face down to his cock.

Then they were kissing. While their mouths squirmed wetly together, I watched Lorrie's fingers curve around the thick shank of Bobby's cock. His prick swelled immediately. She began to work the skin up and down the shaft. She was doing it so slow! The head of his cock was getting darker all the time. And a tiny droplet of something hung at the tip.

I could hardly breathe now. I knew that if I let them hear me panting they'd know I was watching everything. I smothered my excitement as best I could.

Bobby grabbed Lorrie's ass. Then I saw his fingers straying down between her legs. She opened her thighs a little… but not too much. Bobby wormed his hand between the plump, white flesh and then I heard the slick noise of his fingers digging up into the heat of her cunt.

Lorrie moaned.

"Come on," he said, "do it to me… suck me."

I could see what Lorrie liked about Bobby. Bobby was sexy. Lorrie's legs had fallen farther apart as he continued to dig his fingers between the moist slickness.

"Well… maybe for a little bit." Her head moved down his belly. "You won't try and shove it in."

"No baby, no!" Bobby was excited.

Lorrie hovered just over the thick, long cock. I knew she was trying to get up the nerve to actually put her lips on that huge cock! I was feeling exactly the same emotion. It was like I was Lorrie! I watched her lick her lips for the fourth time and I began to lick mine too. Oh, it was awful, really. For a girl to let a guy talk her into something so… well, so demeaning! But I couldn't turn away.

"You're hot," she said to Bobby.

He urged Lorrie's head down with both hands. She swallowed hard. Then the domed, pulsing head of his prick brushed against her lips.

I shuddered all over with excitement and fear. Fear for my best friend.

Then I saw Lorrie's tongue move. Her lips touched the bluish head. Bobby's belly went rock-hard. Then his thighs corded from the sexual tension Lorrie had created with two small movements.

I was past caring what anybody thought of me. I was lying face down on the bed, my thighs spread slightly. I unsnapped my jeans. I searched under the elastic of my panties and found my drenched, brown pubic curls. I almost gasped with relief as I shoved my middle finger deep into my slit and curled it up to dance lightly over the tip of my clit.

As I gently plowed my finger up and down my cunt, I wondered what it might be like to let a boy play with me… like Nat had.

But I'd never really wanted a boy messing with me. I didn't like boys and never had. I wasn't about to let them pull their con games on me. I wasn't about to let myself get all worked up over some guy who just wanted to stick his cook in my pussy so he could tell the whole school about it.

"Lorrie… Jesus Christ…"

Lorrie had let another inch off Bobby's cock slip between her teeth. I couldn't see the tip of his prick any more, but it wasn't very far in. Lorrie's cheeks sucked inwards as she licked his cocktip.

"Huuuuu…" Bobby tried to thrust his hips up from the floor.

Lorrie quickly pulled her lips away from his cock. There was a soft, popping noise as her mouth left his cock. I saw a glistening rivulet of saliva slip down to drench Bobby's balls.

"I don't like you to do that," she said, pouting, wiping her chin with her hand.

"I'm sorry, baby… I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it." He was breathing really fast. He grabbed her head. "Suck my cock some more… please!"

"Huh-uh…" She shook her head and played with his cock. "It makes me feel funny…"

Bobby sighed and pushed Lorrie over onto her back. She looked so slender and helpless. Even I felt older, though I knew I wasn't as experienced. Bobby had been going with her for almost a year. Lorrie had even told me that they fucked.

"… not unless you have a rubber," she whispered to him.

Bobby found the crumpled pile of his clothes and got something from a pocket. When I saw what was inside the foil package, I plunged another finger into my seeping pussy. I'd only heard about rubbers, never seen one.

Now Bobby was stretching a rubber over the tip of his bud cock and rolling it down. It fit his prick perfectly, tightly. I could still see the gentle bend in his shaft.

"Last time it hurt going in," Lorrie breathed, "they're so…"

"Why don't you wet it."

Lorrie bent down and licked the thin membrane of rubber which covered Bobby's cock. I saw the surface of the rubber darken as she drenched it with spit. My body seemed to be putting some kind of shock… a mild shock that tingled over its every surface. I worked my fingers up and down, making the shivery thrill spread.

Lorrie was on her back again… and she looked hungry. And her eyes looked dark. Bruised from their own desire? I wondered what would be running through her mind. How did a girl feel when her cunt was about, to be stabbed with something the size of Bobby's cock?

"Honey…" Lorrie opened her thighs wider as he slipped between them.

I saw him holding his shaft, guiding it to Lorrie's blonde-haired cunt.

My cunt poured hot juice out over my knuckles. I worked my finger in the slick stuff, loving the smooth rubbery way it made my clit feel. I wanted to moan, but knew I couldn't. Not like Lorrie was moaning now.

"Bobby… Ohhhhh… not so hard, honey!"

Lorrie's fingers trembled on his shoulders, down his back. I couldn't see what was happening between her thighs, but by the look on her face I could just about guess.

There was the sound too. A slick, opening sound as her pussy parted for the thick, hot head of Bobby's cock! I swallowed three times and finally got hold of my emotions. I thrust my hips against the mattress. I watched Bobby's mouth suck Lorrie's tit noisily.

Lorrie stiffened and arched her back. Bobby grunted hungrily and held her tightly as he nursed the pink tip of her nipple.

"Gaaaa…" she gasped, shuddering all over.

Now I could understand how she felt exactly! Nat Blake had done the same thing to me. I knew I'd never forget the soft-rough rub of a man's tongue against my stiffened nipple!

"Honey… Ohhh shit!" Lorrie worked her hips around in circles as Bobby sucked at her tits.

I could hear the slippery sound of their fucking, though I still couldn't see anything. I discovered then that I wanted to see something. And as if Lorrie had heard me herself, she lifted one leg and then the other.

"So deep!" she babbled, kissing Bobby's face. "It's going sooooo deep, honey!"

The sudden shine of Lorrie's cunt-juice coating the thick shaft of that cock made my breath catch in my throat. Lorrie moved her knees way back. Bobby held himself up from the floor a little, his knees rubbing in the rug as he moved his hips forward and back, forward and back.