John Kellerman: Teenage sex slave

Now I could see the reason for the soft, sucking sound. When Bobby's prick forced its way between Lorrie's swollen pussy-lips, it pulled on the delicate folds of her cunt. Then when he pulled his cock out, her inner parts of her pussy seemed to bloom outward too. I drooled with excitement. I didn't even bother to wipe my chin.

"Honey… Huuuunnh… Ohhh Jesus… Ohhh shit." Lorrie clung to his broad shoulders and worked her ass up and down. She was clawing him with her nails now. I could see angry scratches appear across his muscled back.

"Lorrie… baby…" He kissed her mouth sloppily. I heard the suck of their tongues as his cock filled her cunt with hot prick again and again.

My fingers were busy too, I had both hands inside my panties now, and I couldn't scratch my itching clit enough! I dug and pinched it. I plunged my pussy with more fingers. But the tickle only grew more intense… more hungry for scratching.

Lorrie was breathing like a bitch in heat. "Bobby… Ohhh I feel so good… I can't think any more… your cock… it feels like it's so big inside!"

"I'm gonna pop!" Bobby growled, cupping Lorrie's white, trim ass.

Bobby's shaft appeared and disappeared as rivers of Lorrie's juice trickled down to her firm ass.

I was about to go crazy. The sounds, the smell of my best friend getting fucked!

"Honey… Ohhhh… help!" Lorrie's fists beat against Bobby's back. Her heels drummed the floor as she twisted under his plunging hips.

Now I was certain she was coming! The twisted agony on her face made her look like she was enduring some kind of pain… or super pleasure. I knew that I felt like that sometimes when the sensation got real sharp and good.

Bobby was fucking so hard now that his cock slipped out and rode up across Lorrie's naked belly. I couldn't help but gasp as I saw that pulsing, darkened tip.

But, then something awful happened. I saw the membrane of the rubber bulging out as the powerful spurts of cum began to fill it. And then it broke! A flood of white stuff frothed into Lorrie's belly button!

Lorrie jerked. She had sensed that something was wrong and her trembling hand slipped down between their bodies as Bobby dragged his cock back to shove it deep into her pussy again.

"Nooooo!" She squirmed wildly under him. "Bobby! It… b-b-broke!"

Another spurt of seed shot all the way up to one her tits. Her hand moved across the white line, smearing the potent sap over her flushed body. By this time Bobby had his hand on his shaft and was guiding it down to her hot cunt again. Lorrie threw her ass around in an effort to escape the danger. But Bobby growled and I saw the muscles of his ass go tight as he lunged.

It was too late!

Lorrie's head went back as she felt his huge cock slide up into her belly. She had tried to close her lop to him… all too late. Bobby's body quivered as another spasm racked him. I just knew that he was pumping more cum into Lorrie's womb.

I almost felt like jumping on him and making him quit fucking my friend. I knew what this could mean. He was doing something dangerous to Lorrie. She looked too frail to have a baby at her age.

But it was as if Lorrie couldn't fight the powerful forces that were racking her body. Even with that cum foaming into her pussy, she was feeling pleasure.

"Nhhuu… Nooo… jeezzz!" Lorrie was hugging Bobby again. Like she didn't, care. Like she only wanted to feel his hot, thick prick gouging her pussy. I had tried to imagine what that felt like many times. How it felt to have something so dangerous-looking deep, deep inside my cunt. But Lorrie was writhing and squirming like she was trying to break Bobby's cock off at the base and keep it forever inside her pussy.

As a young girl in junior high, I'd come to believe that a female had to hold very still when a boy stuck his cock in her. If she didn't, she could be hurt badly. Though I'd discarded that falsehood long ago, I'd still thought that fucking was a boy's thing. That a girl simply opened her thighs and gave the boy her cunt. He pushed his cock in and but until it bunt with cum. Then she got pregnant and had a baby and got in bed again so the boy could give her another fucking.

"Bobby… damn it! Didn't you know it broke?" Lorrie was not squirming any more.

Bobby looked half passed out. He was still moving his hips very slowly. His cock was deep inside her cunt still.

"Naw… I couldn't think about tat." He kissed her. "It'll be okay. Remember those first few times we did it without a rubber? You didn't get knocked up them."

"Get off. Please!"

Bobby rolled over and his cock pulled out of Lorrie's cunt with a slurp. She got up and pushed her wadded panties against her seeping cunt.

"I'll go see if there's a Coke in the refrigerator. That might help kill some of them…"

I knew what Lorrie was up to. Coke was supposed to be a sperm killer.

It all seemed like such a drag. I hated the way women were. That they had to take all the risks. That they had to get fucked. By boys. Goddamn boys. Not a single one of them realized what it was all about.

Lorrie went in the bathroom with the Coke and Bobby went with her. That's when I got out of bed and limped down the hall to the guest bedroom. I was so hot I was about to scream. And I just couldn't bring myself off with my clothes choking me. I wanted to have a little privacy… I had to come… I just had to!

I closed the door of the spare bedroom and jerked off my jeans and shirt. I struggled into bed, fell onto my back and spread my thighs wide. Ohhh, it felt heavenly to slide my fingers into my pussy now! I gouged the juicy folds wide again and began to gingerly massage the swollen lump of my clit.

"Uhhhhhh…"

I didn't think it would take long. But I didn't want to rush it either.

But tonight when I rubbed myself, my mind filled with unwanted images. I kept thinking of Nat. The way he'd made me feel so helpless there on the floor of his office. It was frightening to think of how he could have raped me if he'd really wanted. I didn't like to feel like that. Helpless. I liked to have control. I thought I did anyway. But I had gotten so excited with him pinning me down…

"Damn it. I won't think of that any more!" I squirmed my ass in circles on the bed. And then another image filled my mind. That of Lorrie getting fucked by Bobby. Before I knew it, I was pretending that my finger was a little cock. Shoving at my cherry ever so gently. Again I was disturbed. I didn't like the idea of having to depend on getting pleasure from a prick. I never had longed for a boy's company. I didn't want to start now.

But the fantasy was very hard to get rid of. I pushed my stiffened finger up and down my flooding cunt. I teased the tautness of my cherry, stretching it in a little.

"Nooooo!" I groaned, pulling the finger away, pushing it back over my clit.

The familiar tickle grew more intense. I tried to think only of my finger on my clit and my ass rubbing the bedspread as I plunged and wriggled and urged myself ever closer to that ultimate pleasure. The sound of the door opening brought me up from the depths with a start.

I opened my eyes. Someone was slipping into the room… then the door closed again and everything was plunged into darkness.

The shape had been too big to be Lorrie's.

"Bobby?"

"Yeah. How ya doing?" He sat on the bed. I could just barely make out the lines of his face and shoulders. His hand touched my arm.

"You'd better get back to Lorrie," I said, hating the way my voice shook.

"She's asleep. She thinks I'm on my way home." His touch did something that sent shivers down my back. "I couldn't resist talking to you a little."

"I'm not dressed," I said, trying to pull the bedspread over my legs. I was sure he was able to smell my hot cunt. It was all over my fingers and seeping from the lips of my cunt. My kinky brown curls were soaked with juice.