"Raped young runaway" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER TEN

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.

But no one found her. The cop was hiding her right under their noses. She cried with relief, but made herself stop for fear of someone overhearing her grateful sobs.

It was close to dawn when the car began to move again. She stayed quiet, not knowing who might be accompanying the patrolman driving. The car stopped. The door opened. She was so weak with fear that the man had to pick her up and carry her into the house.

"Where am I?"

"My place. I must be losing my mind for bringing you here."

In the early morning light, Bobbie saw the typical small bungalow of an older suburb. The house was messy inside, empty beer bottles around piles of paperbacks. It didn't take much guessing to know that her savior was a bachelor.

"You can stay here until tomorrow night. Then I'll get you a bus ticket out of the state." He seemed to be avoiding looking at her.

Bobbie remembered how he'd had to beat up on his partner that night to keep the man from fucking her. Now this knight of hers had done it again.

But what must he think of her?

She took the bath he ran for her and ate a sandwich, more to please him than because she was hungry. He'd loaned her an old shin to sleep in, and under it she was naked. At least she remembered his name – Joe. His dark hair and mustache made him seem all the more romantic, and she smiled when she caught him looking at her.

"You could get in lots of trouble, couldn't you?"

"Then why did you do it?"

"Because I remembered the little girl on the highway dressed up like a boy. And I guess I remembered how your mouth felt on my…" He took a quick breath and popped the beer he'd been fumbling with. "Hell, I don't know. You're almost young enough to be my daughter."

"Almost."

"And you'll sleep on the couch tonight. Me, I'm gonna get some sleep. Those bastards had me running up and down every gully in the country looking for you."

"Maybe you should have told them I was hiding in your car."

"I don't have that much brains."

Joe went into the other room. She heard the shower going. He came out after a while and got another beer. He looked handsome with the towel around his waist. Bobbie went to fix her bed on the sofa, using the blankets Joe had brought out for her.

For almost half an hour she lay there in the darkness, thinking, yearning. Of all the men she'd had in the past month, she wanted Joe now more than any of them. He was a teenager's dream come true – he'd even saved her! He was a gentleman, like in the movies.

And when a guy came on like a gentleman, it made her hot little cunt throb for his gentleman's cock!

She tossed and turned, but couldn't go to sleep. Was Joe sleeping? Throwing the covers back, she swung her coltish legs off the sofa and stood. The shirt hit her just below her cunt mound. Her pussy was naked because she'd washed her panties by hand and hung them in the bathroom to dry. Joe must have seen them while taking his shower. She smiled to herself, pushing a lock of brown hair back from her forehead. In the daylight coming through the closed curtains, she watched her long thin feet flash across the rug as she headed toward the doorway of the bedroom.

"Joe?"

"Huh?"

"You're not asleep either, are you?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"Restless."

Bobbie Ann went over and sat on the bed. She touched his shoulder. She could see him looking at her. She didn't know whether he was mad or what.

"Would you mind if I snuggled," she asked, swallowing hard from the effort of saying such a thing. "I'm feeling kind of lost about now."

He grabbed her, his fingers fumbling at the shirt she wore.

"Here, let me," she laughed, slapping his hand away. She knelt on the mattress as she peeled the shirt away from her willowy nakedness.

Joe licked his lips. His nostrils flared as he pulled her youthful fragrances into his lungs. Bobbie felt as if finally she'd become the woman she'd always been afraid to be before. She pushed Joe back playfully and wiggled herself up onto him. She could feel his hot cock throbbing against her thigh. She licked his neck and whimpered and nibbled and squirmed until he was panting, his strong arms hugging her tightly.

"Damn if you aren't a little devil!"

"But you like me."

"You're like having Miss Teenage America in my bed."

She kissed his mouth then – an open, hungry kiss that made Joe push his tongue between her teeth. His mustache tickled wonderfully, and she ground her cunt mound against his groin, feeling how huge his cock was! It pressed into the softness of her belly. The head of it was a fat, velvet-smoothed knob. Bobbie remembered only too well how that thing had felt inside her mouth.

"What do you think you're doing?" Joe breathed as she began to kiss her way down his chest.

She didn't answer, just kept kissing. She lingered at his navel, spearing her pink tongue into it until he squirmed. Then she licked in the direction of his cocktip. It was resting against his belly, and when she found it, she gave a hungry whimper and covered the swollen head with kisses.

Joe grunted deep in his throat as she fastened her fingers around his balls and worked them playfully while her mouth made a soft, round hole for his cockhead. It went in with a slick pop, and Joe stiffened and mumbled something about loving her.

Bobbie Ann's heart did flip-flops. Was it some dream coming true? After all her misadventures, was everything going to be different now?

"I love to suck you," she whispered, looking up at him, her chin dripping saliva.

His glans glistened before her, and she couldn't wait to get it back inside her mouth again. Since Joe was watching her, she did it slowly, pulling his prick to the side so he could watch her soft lips easing around it, petting it, teasing it.

Joe grabbed her wrists and pulled her up. He made her straddle his belly so that her hot cunt was pressed to the smoldering head of his hard-on. Then he fondled her firm tits as she squirmed around.

Bobbie Ann found herself on her back then, Joe pushing her knees up against her chest and forcing her thighs apart. He began to feast slowly on her exposed cunt, dipping his tongue into her dainty hole so that she panted and hunched from the excitement.

Bobbie had never felt a mouth so wet and hot and hungry! Joe didn't just lick her cunt, he nibbled her thighs, covered her entire mound with licks and kisses. Her cunt swelled out to expose every square inch of overheated flesh to the cop's tongue.

And what a tongue!

But he wasn't just using it for caressing. He probed her deeply with it until she almost thought it was a small cock going in and out of her cunt.

"Nhhhuuuh… uhhhh God! Ohhh, darling!"

She writhed about, her knees drawn up high as her ass switched excitedly on the mattress. She knew that they both wanted it to happen now. She could almost feel that throbbing shaft of firm cockmeat going into her pussy.

"Fuck me! Ohhh, Joe, please… fuck me now!"

Laughing, he rolled away from her. She clutched after him, crawling and falling across the mattress. By the time she got to him, he was sitting on the edge of the bed again, his cock jutting up like some strange sex-spear, its head a dark blue.

"How bad do you want it?" he grinned.

"This bad!" Bobbie whimpered, throwing a leg over his groin.

She nestled down facing him, holding her weight up by grasping Joe's broad shoulders. Beneath her dripping cuntal crevice, she could feel the heat of his cock. She lowered herself another inch and the great, dark head touched her cunt mound and opened her cunthole with a wet snick.

"Uhhhh…" she groaned, her hips rocking as she dared to let a little more weight down.

Joe sat there, enjoying the squirming of her belly, the quivering of her tits. His cocktip was coated with her cuntjuice now, and her muscled cunthole was stretched put around his prick.

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!