Unknown: Masturbating Little Girls

"Oh, did I just get fucked," she moaned.

"You can say that, baby! That is what happened," Gregg said, smiling at her.

She didn't see his smile, although she was looking right at him. Her focus was blurred, and her head was filled with clouds of memory-pictures, snapped by the camera of her mind during the past few hours. They were pictures that would bring her many happy hours of masturbating.

She was exhausted, beaten, but happy and delighted. She'd never, in her entire life, imagined that anyone could feel as fucked as she felt.

"Baby, can you get up?"

She'd fallen asleep. She didn't know how long ago, or how much time had passed. Her head was still in a cloud.

"I don't know. I don't want to move."

It was Gregg. He was prodding her, trying to make her move.

"Jody, it's almost morning. Manny went back, and if I don't do the same soon, we might just get in trouble."

Jody forced her eyes open. Her body was sticky from all the come that had been shot into her and on her, and her head was aching from all the sharp pleasure.

She realized, while they were fucking her so hotly, that even pleasure can cross an intensity line, and get out of hand, converting into something near pain, near desperation!

"I don't know if I can move, Gregg. You better go back. No sense of both of us getting in trouble. Besides, if we're both missed, they might put two and two together."

Gregg felt like a soldier with a wounded comrade on the field of battle.

There was no way be was going to abandon her, and have her get caught.

Gregg managed to get her on her feet. Fortunately, it was chilly outside, and he opened the door of the shed, blowing out the candles, and letting some fresh air come in the little room.

Jody began to snap together, but slowly, and every time he left her alone a moment, she would close her eyes again and appear to drift off.

"Baby, come back!"

He hated to do it, but he slapped her across the face, forcing her eyes open. She stumbled about, and then began to get her clothes on. Slowly, she began to look more believable. There was a big hickey on her left tit, but her blouse covered it up. Her ass had been chewed on and spanked by both their thrusting bodies, but it was covered nicely by her skirt.

Her hair was a mass of tangles, and it didn't look like she had the energy to lift her arms over her head, let alone comb knots out of her hair.

Gregg took her comb and forced it through the lush blonde hair, and soon she looked almost fit to be seen. Of course, her lips were pretty chewed, and they were obviously swollen. Well, it was too late to worry now.

"You going to make it back?" Gregg asked her.

Jody took a step and began to shake.

"I don't know. I'm really dizzy and shaky. What'd you guys do to me?"

"We gave it to you good, and you were well worth the efforts, Jody, baby."

"What am I going to do now?"

She was awake enough to be worried at least, Gregg thought, relieved.

"Let's straighten up your act and get you home. You'll make it. I'll walk you as far as I can.

They left the shack and headed towards Mrs. Goody's school, slowly stumbling along through the dewy New England woods. The dawn was breaking, and Gregg was beginning to get nervous.

Since he'd gotten into his pussy action, he became less overtly hostile to authority, trying to keep a low profile so that he could carry on without sinking the whole ship, and he didn't want to get pinned sneaking out, only because it would make it harder for him to sneak out the next lime.

He smiled at the thought. He felt, at the moment, like he'd never had to get laid again, like the little blonde had sucked and fucked him for good, permanently.

They walked to the edge of the Woods, and then it was up to Jody to do it herself. She was more awake, moving by herself but she didn't look like she could come up with a slick answer if anyone asked her what the heck she was doing wandering about.

"Now, just remember if someone spots you. You couldn't sleep, and you took a walk. Got it?"

"Sure!"

Her sleepy face lacked credibility.

"Say it!"

"I couldn't sleep. I took a walk," she repeated, mechanically.

"Yeah, you might convince some idiot, but listen, baby, try not to stumble and make a lot of noise, because your act isn't very convincing.

Got it?"

"Yeah!"

Again, so blank, hearing information.

"Well, I can't do anymore for you, Jody. If I could pick you up and carry you to bed, I would, but that would be a sure bust."

"Uh hu."

Her eyes opened wide and she appeared to gain focus. A slap across the face would have done it, but he chose yelling at her, hoping it would work just as well.

"Now, get your ass in there before you're missed."

He pointed to the school and she smiled.

"Gregg, that was wonderful. Thanks so much for that. I really dug that whole scene."

"Yeah, but you have to come back."

"I don't want to come back."

"Alright, listen, if you can just make it to bed, you can tell them you're sick and have to take the day off. That way you can sleep all day. It'll work if you play it right. Just don't let a doctor see that sweet body of yours, baby. Me and Manny chewed you up really good."

She smiled, as if she remembered exactly the bite he was talking about.

"Yeah, I'll make it. Gregg, don't worry. Give me a kiss, Gregg!"

Gregg felt her body go limp against his as she kissed him, but her little lips were alive enough, and her tongue darted into his mouth.

"That's it, baby!"

He held her face by her pointy little chin.

"You're back among the living. Now tail-ass quick, and let me do the same, before the lid blows on our little secret games," he said.

Jody realized at once, that they stood to lose a good thing if she blew it. That old shed provided them with the only kick they got, and she wanted to make sure it was still in operation the next time she needed some cock although she couldn't imagine when that would be.

"Alright. Enough fucking around."

Her face snapped into focus and she smiled, her eyes bright and apparently clear, although a close examination would tell she was forcing herself to look alert.

"That's it, baby. Now, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah!"

He watched her stumble into the clearing, towards the school. Gregg crossed his fingers. It was light out already, and it was really chancy, but, even if she was discovered creeping about, she might talk her way out of it.

Now Gregg, he had a problem of his own. He had to move quickly, and he did. He raced through the woods, and was at Mr. MacIntyre's joint in no time. Creeping in, in broad daylight, was a bit tricky, but luck, and fate, collaborated, and let him past the sly eye of the anti-fun squad.

"Wow, you're a fucking wreck," Manny said to him, as he approached the breakfast table a few hours later.

"You don't look so totally refreshed yourself," Gregg said, smiling.

They sat and ate quietly, hoping nobody suspected them, but a little amazed that they weren't in trouble. They both felt as though they'd exploded a bomb and nobody heard. It was a strange feeling.

"Manny, my boy, I feel the basis for a strong partnership in the air."

"What?"

"Manny, we both know that Jody is a great cocksucker, but let me tell you something, my good man. Last night, with your cock penetrating her from the rear, she was better than a great cocksucker, man! She was inspired! Magnificent!"

"You're fucking crazy!"

"Maybe so! May very well be, but it be to your benefit, my boy. You're going to get more ass than your cock'll know what to do with. I'm going to share the feast with you."

"Hey, I'll be your right-hand man."