John Kellerman - Raped young runaway

"Oh, no. We're both for Mr. Rogers." The girl giggled and chewed her gum, "His first name is Nat. Neato, huh?"

"Both?" Bobbie licked her lips, then wet them with liquor as she slugged at the Scotch.

Sandy saw that she was troubled. "First time you've done this?"

"I'm not sure I know what I'm supposed to do," Bobbie whispered. "And I'm scared stiff."

"Don't be. Nat's really a great guy."

"How long have you known him?"

"Thirty minutes or so."

Sandy shrugged and went to put another ice cube in her drink. When she came back, Bobbie clutched the girl's wrist.

"You mean it'll just be the two of us here with Nat?"

Sandy nodded. "Sure. It's worth it, too. I'm dying to buy this neat little convertible, and now I'll be able to afford it." Sandy ran a hand down her sleek white dress. "Dan bought this for me, too. I'll bet he bought your red one… didn't he? It looks really nice on you, Bobbie."

Bobbie didn't want to be here, didn't want to be talking with this dinged-out blonde. And she didn't want this senator with his strange appetites pawing her, either. She told Sandy that she didn't think it was right for them to be doing this.

"Oh, lots of older guys like young girls. Nothing weird about that." Sandy giggled again. "We're pretty, don't you understand? Here, look!" Sandy dragged Bobbie to a mirror.

Bobbie Ann had forgotten how she looked. She was so used to being in slouchy clothes that the habit had carried over. But the red dress fitting so tightly to her slim body quickly changed her mind. Even her navel made a dimple in the smooth silk. Her panties clung wetly to her young cunt mound as she chewed her lips nervously.

"Look," Sandy went on, "we do it for guys free all the time… right? You get horny and some nut puts his hands and mouth all over you and before you know it, you're getting seven inches and a pussy full of cum. At least this way, you come out ahead. I'll bet Dan bought you a foam kit, too, didn't he?"

Bobbie nodded that indeed he had.

Dan was at the door, saying his good-byes. Bobbie had to grind her teeth together to keep herself from running to him and begging him to take her with him. But she couldn't do that. He had her where he wanted her, and she was going to have to go along with it – at least for the time being.

When Nat Rogers turned and pushed the door closed with his back, he was smiling. "My two lovely ladies for the evening."

Bobbie Ann just swallowed hard, her eyes wide with fear. Sandy swayed her hips across the room and beamed up into Nat's face like an eager pixy doll. But his eyes were still on Bobbie. She touched her brown hair nervously and tried to smile.

"Let's all sit on the sofa."

There were little sandwiches on a plate on the coffee table, and Bobbie tried to eat one to keep herself busy. But she was too nervous to be hungry. When she glanced over, Nat and the blonde bombshell were in a wild embrace. Good – that way, it would take the heat off her. Maybe Senator Rogers would want the more energetic of them for a romp in the sack. Maybe she could just end up being the wallflower.

But as she watched Nat's hand slide under Sandy's white dress and go between her thighs, it made her own cunt tingle.

"Ohhh, Nat," Sandy gasped as her cuntlips opened wetly to his touch.

Bobbie could hear him feeling around the plush figured girl's slit. Sandy's eyes closed, and she let her head fall back. Nat began to feast gingerly on her neck and earlobe.

Bobbie stopped staring and paid more attention to her drink.

This Nat was sonic operator! Already he was slipping Sandy's panties down. Bobbie saw the wet spot on the crotch as the dainty pink things slid down to the blonde's ankles and she pulled one foot free.

"Ohhh… ohhh, wow!" Sandy giggled excitedly as Nat plunged deeper. Her hips plunged suddenly as she pumped against his fingers. "You sure know how to get a girl interested!"

"What about you, Bobbie?" Nat asked, turning suddenly to look into her eyes. His fingers continued to slide in and out of Sandy's hole.

Bobbie Ann didn't know what tasty. "What do you mean? Are you interested? Like Sandy is?"

"I think I'll get another drink," she blurted and darted from the couch.

When she came back, Nat was unbuttoning Sandy's dress. Her big tits were white and heavy looking, and she moaned as Nat wet them with his tongue. Then he slid her dress down so that all she had on was a delicate gold bracelet around her white wrist. Sandy was panting hard by now, and Bobbie didn't think it was an act. Her cunt was all swollen out to expose the pink flesh inside. Bobbie Ann could see it through the sparse blond curls that fringed the cheerleader's mound. Nat smiled at Bobbie – he was handsome as sin.

"I can't decide which of you to play with first. Maybe I'll try both."

Bobbie scooted another inch any from him but he caught her burnt and pulled her close. She let him kiss her neck and the blushing whorl of her ear. Then he pushed Sandy down to the floor on her knees, so that her mouth hung over his crotch.

"Go on and take it out, Sandy," he told her.

The girl fished nervously in the man's pants and extracted his throbbing hard-on. Bobbie tried not to look at it. She felt embarrassed for Sandy and embarrassed for herself and scared out of her wits. But now Nat's mouth was pressed to hers and she had to kiss him. She remembered what Dan had told her – to do whatever Senator Rogers wanted her to do – or else.

Without being told, Sandy started to lick Nat's cocktip like a lollipop. The handsome man squirmed on the sofa, his hands straying down Bobbie's red dress as he let the blonde, wet his cockhead thoroughly with her hot pink tongue.

"I wonder which mouth is softest," he breathed. "Sandy's or Bobbie's?"

Bobbie started to say something, started to move away. He pushed her down so that she knelt beside Sandy. Bobbie Ann realized with a start that he'd half-unbuttoned her red dress. One small tit peeked through the gap.

"Go ahead," Sandy whispered. "I've already had a taste."

Bobbie felt like she was slipping into a trance as she looked down at the thick, dark knob of the handsome senator's cock. She flashed back on that time with the cop and remembered, too, how Dan's prick, had fit so perfectly into her mouth. Her heart pounded. Her silken panties were already clinging tightly to her cunt mound, and as she moved her hips, they slipped between the fevered plumpness of her cuntlips.

"Maybe we should go into the bedroom, where we can all get comfortable."

Bobbie just stared at Nat when he said this. But he pulled her up and, putting an arm around each of them, walked Sandy and her to the bed. There he undressed and pulled them down with him.

At first he just wrestled and tickled them. Sandy, sounding a little drunk, seemed to be enjoying herself. But Bobbie Ann could feel Nat feeling her under the red dress. It was still unbuttoned in front, and he wasted no time in tracing the shape of her dainty tit. Once, pinning her helplessly on her back, he nuzzled the dress open and bathed the pink nipple with hot spit. Writhing, she whimpered and bucked, and Nat seemed overjoyed that she was reacting differently than Sandy.

"Now let's get back to what we started in the other room."

Bobbie was made to kneel between his thighs. She'd avoided looking at his cock since they'd come into the bedroom, but occasionally she'd felt it pressed against her leg during the wrestling.

Nat seemed interested in eating Sandy's cunt. He kept kidding her about it, and Sandy sounded excited that he wanted to. Bobbie Ann could see the girl's dainty pink folds swelled out from her white mound. She looked glossy and wet and very hot, and when Nat made her put her knees on either side of his head and lower her dripping cunt toward his mouth, Bobbie had to look away.