John Kellerman: Raped young runaway

His was the biggest cock she'd ever dared try. But she was a woman now – not a little girl pretending to be a boy.

"So big!" she grunted, still clutching his shoulders with both hands.

Her hips rocked one way then the other. The plump head of Joe's cock slipped into her with a slurp, and Bobbie gave a low hungry moan.

"Ohhh, honey," she cooed, "you're so big and hot! Ohhh, it's going in!"

"You're the one who's doing it." Joe laughed. "Christ, you are tight!" He grabbed her squirming slender body and bathed her tits with his tongue.

"Nhhhuuuhhh!"

"Yeah, baby, wiggle all you want! I dig it!"

Bobbie dug it, too, and she couldn't have stopped wiggling if her life had depended upon it. Wiggling made that swollen, hot cocktip rub her insides! It rubbed her so wonderfully! It made her tingle and itch, made her nipples darken and grow thicker where they sprouted from the circles of her areolas.

She let go of Joe's shoulders and clutched him around the chest, her nipples gouging his skin. He hugged her, his hands exploring her slim back and the graceful outward flare of her hips.

Bobbie had her legs scissored around his waist now and she squeezed him hard as she let her weight down on his fevered spear of cockmeat. She began to lick his mouth.

"Ohhhh, fucking is the best thing in the world!" Joe stood up slowly, carrying her gingerly around the room as even as more of his cock sank into her dripping pussy. It was pressing her womb now, stretching her tube to fit him perfectly. She knew it must be very hot and tight and smooth for Joe. She wiggled with sudden excitement, watching his expression change.

"Ohhh… oh… ohhh, woweeee!" She plunged wildly as the itchy glow of pleasure pulsed through her cunt.

Joe got her to the bed and being careful not to let them slip apart, eased himself on top of her, then kissed her mouth hard.

Bobbie felt herself going, going fast! She shivered and hunched and clawed at the big man's back. Her adolescent hips began to dance in a frenzy of erotic excitement. She felt her stretched cuntflesh being rubbed by his shaft. His balls bumped the underside of her ass. They cling to each other, sweat mingling, sighs joining.

"Good!"

"So damn good!"

"Joe! Ohhhhh, I'm coming… coming now!"

"Uhhhh… yeah, baby, yeah!"

They exploded together. Each time Bobbie Ann felt her body lurch with another hot spasm of ecstasy, Joe's prick lurched, too, spurting hot cream deep into her cunt. It was getting sloppy now where her cunt was stabbed by his big cock. The cummy mess under her asscheeks didn't bother her, though. She just kept fucking and moaning and loving every fevered inch of her lover's wonderful prick.

The following morning, Joe acted cool. He had already been out before she'd awakened, and he'd bought her a bus ticket and some new clothes. Bobbie felt heartbroken when he didn't respond to her smiles and cuddles. He really did want to get rid of her, it seemed.

"You seemed to like me last night," she said, pouting.

"I still like you – that's the trouble. If they ever found you living with me, I wouldn't just lose my job – I'd probably lose my ass, as well!"

Bobbie went over to sit on his lap. She had put on only a pair of panties to eat breakfast in, and she knew that she looked enticing.

But Joe pushed her away. He did it gently but firmly, smiling into her face as beheld her at arm's length.

"You're a little too hot for me right now," he said. "In more ways than one."

Bobbie dress I, took her clothes and packed the cheap suitcase Joe had bought for her. On the way to the bus depot, she said nothing. But as soon as the good-byes were said and Joe had driven away, she left the station and hurried down the street to a hairdresser's salon she'd spied.

Using the money Joe had given her, she gave the hairdresser instructions, not knowing, herself, how it would all come out. But an hour and a half later when she looked in the mirror, she felt relieved.

"Now I'm a curly redhead."

"And you look simply marvelous," the limp wristed man told her. "You'll have to tell your friends ft's you or they won't recognize you at all."

"That's what I had in mind."

She had plenty of money to get a cab back to Joe's place. She was glad he was gone, glad, too, that the back door was open. She went inside, dug a beer from the refrigerator and waited.

When Joe came in the front door and saw her, he stopped, his jaw dropping.

"That isn't you, is it, Bobbie?"

"I hope you didn't think you were going to get rid of me that easy." She stood up and turned, fluffing her frizzy red curls proudly. "Even my own sister wouldn't know who I am… if I had a sister, that is."

"The laugh's on me, I guess," he said, rushing forward to take her into his arms. "I came back to get you but the bus was already gone. So I went and got drunk instead." He kissed her, and she could smell the liquor on his breath.

"Not too drunk for loving, I hope," she whispered.

Her long fingers had already worked their way into his pants. She began to jack his cockshaft, feeling his soft cockhead fill out against her palm as she squeezed it.

"What if they find out who you are?"

"Do you really think they'll even remember me after a month or two goes by?"

Joe grinned, his hand under her dress now, jerking her skimpy silk panties down.

"Hell, no!" He pulled her towards the bedroom.

"What are you going to do now?"

"I'm gonna stick eight inches of hot cock up that lovely little pussy of yours."

"Ohhh, Joe darling," Bobbie Ann cooed, hugging and kissing him.

Then she was on her back in the middle of Joe's big bed as he jerked her dress open in front, fell between her white thighs and plunged the head of his cock between her glossy pink cuntlips.

"Yuuuuuhhhh…" she moaned, feelin it going into her, feeling that swollen throbbing thing take up all her emptiness. She wasn't ever going to be empty any more!