John Kellerman - Raped young runaway

She did, right on his mouth. The boy shuddered and put his arms round her waist.

"That never happened to me before," he breathed. "With a girl, I mean. Usually I'm scared of them." He swallowed hard.

Bobbie felt her pulse quicken. "We have a few minutes. And you've been too sweet to me for me not to return the favor." She tugged his hand, pulling him towards the bed. "Come on over here. And don't worry about being shy. I'm blushing, too… can't you see?"

As she unbuttoned her dress, the boy hurriedly pulled off his shoes and socks and shirt. She had to undo his belt, and he looked shamefaced when she jerked his pants off. Under the cotton pouch of his shorts, she could see the bulge still there. She sat beside him on the edge of the bed, only her panties covering her nakedness now. Slowly she put a hand on his thigh and slid it up so she could squeeze the warmth of his swelling cock.

"Ohhh wow!" he sighed. "I never felt like this before." But when Bobbie Ann eased the elastic of his skivvies down, his pretty white prick seemed to wither. The boy looked dejected.

"Don't worry, I can bring it back."

She didn't watch the boy's expression. She could hear him breathing hard and knew he must be staring as she knelt on the rug facing him and pushed his knees apart. Holding his small slender cock between thumb and finger, she pressed her soft mouth to the tip and, made a sucking sound. Her tongue lashed out then, coating the wrinkled barb with spit.

The heat and velvety smoothness of her licking made Johnny moan. His cock jerked and began to thicken. As its firmness increased, the head became taut and turned a dusky blue.

Again and again, Bobbie Ann smeared her hot tongue across its sensitive surface. The boy's fingers were clenching the bedspread and his breathing was ragged and wild.

"Nobody… ever… d-d-did that to me before. Uhhhh!"

"Oh, look, it's getting lots longer!"

Bobbie jacked the skin forward and back as she continued to nurse gently on the boy's cocktip. Now it was stiff enough for her to slide her lips down his shaft. She pulled another inch into her mouth, then another. The hot jerking tip brushed the back of her tongue and she swallowed, letting her cheeks pull in to caress his jerking prick. The boy was gasping with passion now, and he touched her shoulders affectionately.

Bobbie eased her glossy mouth away from him and smiled up at him. "If you want to you can fuck me now. Then I'm going out that window and out of this state… if I can make it."

"Fuck?" The boy licked his lips.

She was sure that he'd never done it before and that it scared him a little to think about it. But she kept her fingers going at his cock so it wouldn't die. She got him upon the bed on his back and crawled over his body.

He smiled shyly when she licked his small nipples. "You're crazy," he murmured.

"I know."

Bobbie Ann bit her lip as she reached down between them and held his stiff cock up so she could work her cunt down it. The tip still felt wet from her licking, and as the heat of it plowed her tender pink cuntlips apart, Johnny's eyes glazed aver.

"God, I never knew anything could be soft!"

Bobbie knew she didn't have much time. She rocked her hips as she knelt over him, letting her weight ease down over the slender spike of his cock. It went in easier than any cock ever had. She plunged a few times and felt her open cunt nestle against his body.

"Feel good?" she whispered, leaning down so that her pink nipples brushed his chest.

"I wouldn't care if my father shot after me, after this," Johnny gasped back. He began to pump.

Bobbie let him roll her over, now that they were fucking. He grabbed her waist and burrowed his mouth in the aromatic softness under her chin. She groaned, taken with his young hot kisses. His lips lurched. He was just a beginner when it came to fucking, but his slender cock stabbed deep. She squirmed under him, not acting at all.

"Ohhhh, Johnny, that's the way! Ohhhh, do it to me good! Ohhhhhh, do it… do it… do it."

The boy's cock was jerking strongly as he pulled back and shoved deep again. His juices dripped from his balls. His mouth was very sloppy against hers.

She dug her fingers into the muscles of his asscheeks and hunched like a wild mink. She didn't have much time left – Johnny's father would be hungry for her soon.

"Oh God!" the boy gasped. "I'm gonna flip out!"

"Hold on, honey!" Bobbie squealed back.

Her cunt was throbbing, tightening around his cock. She tossed her head around, then opened her mouth wide to be kissed. Their tongues fought as she felt the boy's cock surging. For an instant she was afraid of the consequences of taking his hot cum into her cunt, but then it was too late because she was coming, too, and it didn't really matter any more.

"Whuuuuhhh… ohhh, Johnneeee!"

"Uhhhh…" he moaned. "I don't even know your name! What's your… uhhhh!"

"Bobbie," she squealed, clutching him, kissing him!

"Bobbie," he whispered as he speared his cock as deep into her young cunt as he could get it. "Ohhh, Bobbie!"

His hot jism was filling her. Bobbie Ann writhed beneath him, letting the keen friction jolt her with pleasure-throbbing, wonderful pleasure, pleasure so intense it wasn't even pleasure any more. It was like paradise to feel his wiggling body pressing her down, to feel her small tits flattened, to feel his wet mouth on hers and his hands digging into the firm plumpness of her asscheeks.

"Ghhuuuuhh…" she whimpered, flopping, fucking, going out of her mind.

He was spent now, all his hot stringy cum inside her. She petted his back and cooed with relief as together they slowed their frenzied movements.

"I wish you didn't have to leave," Johnny said, looking at her.

"I shouldn't've even taken the time for this," Bobbie said. "I might not get away."

"But you took the time," Johnny told her, "because you knew you could help me. Now I want to help you."

When she'd dressed again, Bobbie felt the boy hug her from behind, his mouth buried into the nape of her neck. She turned and they hugged one last time.

"I'll never forget you," he murmured, teary eyed.

"Who knows… maybe I'll see you again some day."

Johnny helped her out the window, holding her hand until she had a good grip on the nearby tree. She shinnied down and dropped the last few feet to the ground. No dogs barked, nobody seemed to know.

Johnny called down that he'd hold his father off as long as he could. "There's a fence out there, so be careful."

She found the fence and went through it, careful not to tear her dress. She wished she had on something darker, but she didn't so she tried to stay behind the low bushes skirting the road.

"I'm going to get away from these crazy people!" she exclaimed as she went along in the darkness.

She stopped behind a rock to catch her breath. The only thing she heard before strong fingers went around her arm was the creak of leather boots behind her.

"Oh!" She tried to turn but the man held both her arms now, as he pushed her ahead of him. "You're hurting my arms!"

It was the cop, of course – the one who always watched out for intruders, the official guard of those in power. And this time, the cop had been pretty smart – he'd watched the back of the house instead of the front.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Shut up!"

They were close to the patrol car now, parked back from the house a hundred yards or so. The cop pushed her up against the fender, and she turned. Both of them stared.

Bobbie Ann knew him. She could even remember how he'd tasted. And she remembered that it was this cop who'd given her the first break she'd had in years – after she'd sucked his cock.

Bobbie didn't know how long she'd hidden in the back seat of the patrol car, a blanket covering her. She had been told to stay quiet, to keep her mouth shut. She heard excited conversations, heard Dan's loud voice. The senator wasn't too happy, either, and she knew that his son was already being punished.