John Kellerman - Raped young runaway

"I think I'll go to my room," Bobbie murmured and started towards the stairs.

Mrs. Williams seemed happy that she'd be alone with her husband now, but Dan gave Bobbie a parting glance that caused shivers to go up her spine. It also made her feel awful inside. She knew that the big handsome man would rather fuck her than his own wife. And she couldn't entirely ignore the hot thrill she'd felt as his eyes had momentarily undress her.

Even with her bedroom door closed and locked, she began to remember how it had felt to have his enormous cock sliding into her cunt. It had been so hot and slick, and her cunt had been rubbed so fantastically…

Bobbie stripped off the uncomfortable elastic that held her throbbing tits. How much longer could she go on with this performance of hers? How much longer could Dan fool his wife?

"Maybe I should chance it and run away. Maybe he's just bluffing about telling the cops all those lies."

The sound of her own voice didn't inspire as much confidence as she'd hoped. She finished undressing and climbed into bed. But she was feverish between her slender thighs. Her cunt tingled whenever she moved. The slightest brush of her pajamas against her mound made her tremble and groan.

Maybe what Dan had told her was true. Maybe after a girl found out about fucking, she became obsessed by it.

"I've just got to get it out of my mind."

But turning onto her belly, her nipples were tickled by the flannel of her pajamas, and she pumped her young cunt mound against the bed, losing herself for a moment as the thrills concentrated around the squishy flesh of her clit.

"Ohhh… ohhh God! Ohhhhh, that feels so nice!"

But it didn't feel quite nice enough. Bobbie reached over to turn off her lamp, telling herself that she was going to behave like any normal teenaged girl who was tired and needed rest. She was going to turn over and go to sleep and forget all about sex, forget about the immoral things Dan had done to her.

Then she was staring at the bedpost again and it seemed to shimmer and turn into Dan's huge cock right before her eyes!

"Maybe some milk would make me sleepy," she sighed, swinging her legs out of bed.

Knowing that the Williamses would be in bed by now, she didn't bother with the elastic band for her tits. She padded barefoot down the steps and tiptoed through the darkened front room.

The milk did taste good, and she had two glasses. But on her way back through the house, she heard a moan from the downstairs bedroom. Pausing at the foot of the steps, she waited, her breath quickening. The moan came again – longer, more passionate.

"I've got to get upstairs and go to bed," Bobbie said through clenched teeth.

But her feet just wouldn't start up the steps. She was breathing funny and her nipples tingled against her pajamas again. With a smothered sigh, she turned and headed down the long hall that led to Dan and Mary's bedroom. The door was ajar and light streamed into the hallway. Bobbie kept to the shadowed side, inching close enough to peek in.

What she saw made her grab both tits and squeeze hard.

Mary Williams was on top of her husband, straddling him as she knelt there, her open cunt pressed against the swollen tip of Dan's cock. He touched her hips, guiding her back, but the red haired woman didn't need to be guided. She rocked wildly, pumping her juicy cunt against his hard prick as her big tits swayed over his chest.

"Ohhh, yeah, Dan! Ohhhh. I needed this so bad! You've been so busy lately, it seems. Ohhhh, it's going in!"

With a wet sliding sound, the tip of Dan's hard-on disappeared between Mary's plump cuntlips. She dipped her ass suddenly, thrusting and rubbing against the stiff penetration.

Bobbie turned away. She knew if she stayed there any longer, she'd be in even worse shape than she already was. She headed back to the kitchen. She seen a salami in the door of the refrigerator earlier that day and remembered how cock-like it seemed. Sure enough, it was still there!

"Oh, it's cold!"

But Bobbie knew that it wouldn't be cold long. She hid it under her pajamas and hurried through the house again. The moans from Dan and Mary's bedroom were louder now, and she held a hand over one ear as she clutched the salami between her tits with the other one.

Safely in her room, Bobbie Ann was panting with anticipation. She turned off the lights and eased her pajama bottoms down enough to press the rounded tip of the salami against her hot plump cunt mound. The little knot at the end excited her clit as she rubbed it back and forth. Her juices quickly slickened the firm phallus of lunchmeat. Her fingers fit around it just like they had around Dan's big prick.

"Oh, I wish I didn't have to do this," she babbled. "I'm so ashamed."

But she wasn't ashamed enough to stop. With the sheet up around her neck, she nestled deeper into the warm bed, both hands pulling at the hunk of salami as she forced it into her tight young cunthole. It parted her muscles suddenly, and as the thing slipped into her, Bobbie Ann humped her back down into the bed, thrusting gently at the wonderful friction. "Nhhhuuhhhh!"

It wasn't nearly so hot and exciting as when Dan had spread her legs and really put it to her, but it was good! It was something to till the aching emptiness inside her.

Bobbie Ann kicked her pajamas the rest of the way off. Naked from the waist down now, she bent her knees back until her heels rested against her ass. Now her pussy was really open, and the juicy salami went in deep – very, very deep!

"Rrrruuhhhh," she groaned, pumping furiously.

Her clit throbbed as she let her fingers tease its juicy heat. Less than five minutes from the time she'd pushed the salami into her cunt, she was coming – thrashing violently against the bed as her breath hissed from between her teeth.

She jerked her legs down straight, pressing her thighs tightly around the penetrating shape. Flopping in the last few seconds of her climax, she felt her muscles squeezing at the thing inside her as if trying to suck the hot sap from it. Then her twitching body rode past the consuming pleasure and she began to relax, her eyes closed with fatigue.

It felt good to have that salami inside her. She didn't pull it out. She lay there, her thighs pinched closed as slumber took her. Her dreams were of hot male mouths licking at her, sucking at her. When she awoke, it was to a tapping at the door.

"Who is it?"

She sat up in panic. It was nearly dawn. Then she remembered who she was and where she was sleeping.

"Come on, baby, let me in."

"No, Dan. I'm… I'm about to get in the shower."

Bobbie swung her legs out of bed and the firmness inside her reminded her that she'd gone to sleep with that salami jammed between the lips of her cunt. She pulled it out and shoved it under the mattress. Dan was knocking more insistently now.

"Mary's asleep, so I have a few minutes before I take her a cup of coffee."

"No, Dan, please, leave me alone."

Bobbie went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. The hot spray of the shower felt good on her shoulders, and she lathered herself quickly, trying not to think of the throbbing passion that had weakened her will last night.

She wasn't expecting the door to click and suddenly open. Dan shoved the shower curtain back as he shoved a ring of keys into his pants pocket.

"You didn't think I was gonna let you keep the only key, did you?"

"Dan… don't… don't touch me!"

But Dan had already dropped his pajamas and stepped into the spray with her. As she wriggled, he held her soapy body against his muscled chest. The rub of her nipples across his hard chest made Bobbie shiver. He rubbed soapy hands down her back, caressing her pert asscheeks until she moaned like a bitch in heat. But when his finger slid over her shitter and he began to push harder, she struggled.