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

CHAPTER SEVEN

For the next few days, Bobbie tried to busy herself around the house.

It was getting harder all the time to fool anybody concerning her true sex. All the fucking and sucking she'd done with Dan had weakened her facade. She'd lost the ability to swagger like a boy might and she didn't have the heart to try and spit any more. She'd never really been comfortable in the guise of a male, but now the difficulty was magnified. She'd had a cock pushed into her cunt. She'd sucked one, too. And her tits and pussy had been feasted on by Dan. His hungry mouth had made her a woman, so had his cock.

She felt helpless and soft now – a shy, scared girl hiding in the baggy clothes of a tomboy.

Her tits seemed to be getting bigger fast, now that she'd had all this stimulation. She was careful to walk stoop-shouldered so Mary Williams wouldn't accidentally catch sight of the poor flattened things stretching out the elastic band, making bumps in her sweater where bumps weren't supposed to be.

Walking along a downtown street, she thought about running away from her awful predicament. At times she felt like she might be able to escape and hide from the authorities if Dan actually carried through his threat of branding her as a thief and fugitive. But then she'd feel weak and unable to take the chance.

There was something else, too – for three days, Dan had been too busy to spend many evenings at home. There was talk at the supper table of some deal he was making to buy another liquor license and open a new bar. Politics were involved, and the conversations between him and his wife were usually over Bobbie's head. But she wasn't that dumb, and she knew he was going to try and bribe some public officials.

By Wednesday. Bobbie was actually getting a little crazy. And though she hated to admit it, it was because she was horny. Her finger just didn't quite do the job any more. Nor did the salami, nor the bedpost. One afternoon when Dan came home unexpectedly, he gave her ass a pat and the hot thrills surged through her willowy body. But his wife was home, too, and she came out of the kitchen to give him a big kiss.

"I'm going to take the kid with me tonight," he told her. "Maybe I can even tell Senator Rogers that I'm adopting him."

Dan winked at Bobbie. She tried to gesture like a son would to a father, but her heart, wasn't in it. She was thinking of that hot, damp cock inside Dan's pants. She wanted to see it, to fondle it.

She wasn't proud of this new side of her, but it was there nagging all the time. Her cunt began to seep hot juice into her panties. She wondered if Dan was simply making an excuse to his wife so he could sneak his so called son out to a motel for a little action.

"That license means a lot to you, doesn't it, dear?" Mary smiled at Dan.

"It's going to mean a lot to both of us – money, I'm talking about. Lots more money." Dan hugged Bobbie's shoulders and pulled her against one side as he pulled his wife against the other.

Bobbie reddened, wondering what Mary Williams would do if she knew the truth about her and Dan. But she was worrying, too, about this meeting with the senator Dan wanted to impress. Bobbie was certain she wouldn't be able to carry it off – the firm handshake, the eye to eye talk. And what would she wear?

Dan came in her room carrying a box. "What's in the box?"

"It's for you. You aren't going as Bob. You're going as Bobbie Ann."

She had never dreamed of touching such a dress in her life, much less actually putting it on hr body. The red silk clung to her willowy shape like it had been custom made for her. Her hips seemed rounder, fuller, her waist even smaller than it was. And the silk clung to her breasts, letting them fill out to their natural, more spherical shapes. Standing before the mirror, she felt dizzy – as if she were looking at another person entirely. She looked like a one hundred percent female and a very pretty one, too.

"It's so tight!"

"It's supposed to be."

"My breasts… the nipples show through." She touched one soft bump under the clasping red silk.

"I hoped they would."

"But if I'm not going as your son, who am I supposed to be?" she asked.

"A friend. Someone who Senator Rogers is going to be very anxious to know."

Bobbie's heart did a flip-flap. She didn't like the look in Dan's eyes. He smiled as he lit a slender cigar and puffed smoke into the room.

"You're going to get me that license, baby," he said, looking down at her.

"You've got to be crazy!" Bobbie blurted, starting to unbutton the dress. Dan grabbed her arm roughly and jerked her around until she whimpered.

"No, I'm not. I've taken a lot of time to set this up. And I haven't forgotten how you stole from me."

"I've never stolen anything from you and you know it!"

"But I've got it set up so it looks that way. It would sure convince any cop. Grand larceny, too. Even a car with your prints on it. The cops would find it across town and put two and two together they wouldn't have to know that I put it there. Why would they even suspect?"

"Come on. I'm tired of standing around her jawing."

Bobbie followed him out the door.

On the way to the bar-b-que, Dan stopped at a drugstore. He came back with a small sack and dumped the contents onto the seat between them.

"See this little plastic thing here? You fill it with the foam in this bottle."

"What is this?" Bobbie breathed, almost afraid to touch the gadget.

"It'll keep you from getting knocked up if you use it before Rogers slips it to you."

"Who said I'm going to let him slip it to me?"

Dan's face grew harsh. "If he says he wants to, you will! Get that?" He pushed the foam applicator into her hands. "Figure out how to use this little toy. You may need it."

As Dan drove out of town, Bobbie sat dejected, working the plastic plunger, reading the label of the spermacide. Neither said much, and Bobbie Ann wondered if maybe Dan was feeling a little guilty about what he was doing. After all she was so young. He could get in a lot of trouble.

But then, she could, too, if he tried to make those phony larceny charges stick.

When Dan pulled into a motel out on the highway, Bobbie glared at him. "I thought you said we were going to a bar-b-que."

Dan parked and walked her to the door of a unit. Music came softly from inside, but though Dan had aid it was a party, there didn't seem to be a lot of cars parked around.

The door opened and she found herself looking into the face of a man in his forties. He was even more muscular than Dan, and though gray at the temples, he had obviously taken good care of himself over the years. He looked adoringly into her brown eyes.

Dan made the introduction, and she was ushered into the motel room, a glass of something put in her hand. Scotch – she drank some of it quickly to calm her pounding heart. There appeared to be no one in the place except herself and the two men. But she soon found her assumption had been wrong. Mother girl, seemingly no older than she, exited from the bathroom and looked around shyly. Sandy was blonde, breasty and had the scrubbed good-looks of a high school cheerleader. Five minutes later, Bobbie Ann was told that was exactly what she was.

"I don't go to school in town. Dan knew me from the time my folks bought a car from him. I guess he kind of kept track over the years. Then he figured I'd like to make a little money, so…" The blonde glanced around knowingly at the two men who were conversing across the room in low tones.

"You mean, you're supposed to be here with Dan?"

"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.

There before her was Nat's cock. He urged her with his hand and with a whisper.

Slowly, she reached out as if in a trance. Her fingers touched the throbbing shaft, and she curled them tightly around it. Nat moaned with passion, and his cockhead bulged even larger than before.

"Go on, Bobbie," Nat breathed.

Then he was pulling Sandy's body down and Bobbie Ann heard his licking mouth covered with hot cuntflesh. It was a slurpy, sucking sound, and Sandy's back arched suddenly as the man's tongue was pushed into her cunthole. She writhed there upon his open mouth, her breath coming in excited little puffs.

Bobbie could hardly stand to watch, yet couldn't keep her eyes off the rhythmic lurching of Sandy's hips as she let Nat feast upon her tender folds. Bobbie Ann grasped Nat's cock tighter and looked down into the single slitted eye. Then she licked her lips and gave a little whimper.

As the heat of his cocktip touched her parted mouth, she whimpered again. It was as if she were doing something she knew, was wrong, yet had to do – had to do it to satisfy some mysterious hunger inside bet. And it was a hunger that only recently had been discovered.

She let her soft lips slide around the streamlined shape as she brought her head down. The sensation must have been glorious, because Nat writhed his hips and murmured something into the dripping flesh of the blonde's cunt.

Sandy was lost to all this. All she could think of was how it felt to be eaten as she sat on a man's face. Bobbie knew by the way the blonde squirmed and moaned and tossed her head.

But now that swollen cock was halfway into her mouth. She sucked her cheeks in and pulled the cockhead softly over the hollow of her tongue. Then she used a tantalizingly slow back and forth movement to sand the sensitive bottom lobes, closely watching. Nat's reactions as she licked.

"Uhhh!" he grunted, his ass thrusting upwards, his back humped down into the bed.

She held his prickshaft firmly, giving her complete control. Her lips caressed the place behind the flared knob, slipped farther back along the shaft as her tongue danced across his taut flesh.

Nat was enjoying himself. He began to breathe funny.

Nat's cock was more slender than Dan's, but it seemed slightly longer. Like a spear point, the tip flared much larger than the shaft, and as it grew against the heated petting of Bobbie Ann's tongue, her tits tingled and her belly heaved. She was growing very, very excited with that prick inside her mouth! It was just like she'd felt when Dan had made her suck him off in the shower.

"Uhhhhh!" Nat groaned, pushing Sandy up a little so he could catch his breath.

Bobbie saw that his chin and cheeks were glistening with the curvy blonde's juices, and the girl could hardly wait until she could press her blossomed pussy down for more licking.

"Ahhh Nat, you have the softest mouth!"

"You've got a soft cunt, too. And I think I'm about ready to shove something hard into it. Bobbie's done a good job getting me ready."

The girls had to shift around, and he made them both lie on their backs in the middle of the big bed. He sat back on his haunches, looking from one to the other as if having a hard time making up his mind. Then he reached over and stripped off Bobbie Ann's panties, pushing her red dress up a little to reveal the plump, firm lips of her cunt and the damp brown curls that framed it.

"God, what a decision!" He took a breath and reached for his drink.

Bobbie Ann couldn't help but feel a bit competitive. And she supposed that Sandy did, too, though when she thought about it, the whole scene scared her. Suddenly she remembered the little foam kit Dan had given her. If Nat chose to fuck her first, how would she take care of that little detail?

Nat's hand caressed her thigh, then his fingers slipped up to her cunt. With a trembling sigh, Bobbie tossed her head to the side and saw that he was doing the same thing to Sandy. He continued to feel both of them up, his fingers opening each of their young twats and delving into the beautiful soft meat inside.

Both of them were squirming now, moaning softly, breathing fast. Nat pushed his finger deep into Bobbie Ann's cunthole, and she instinctively closed her thighs, then spread them wide again. She drew her heels up a little so that her knees were half-bent. Then she let them fall apart. All the while, Nat explored her tight fevered hole, his other fingers making slick noises between Sandy's plump cuntlips.

"Ohhhh… ohhh, God!" Bobbie gasped.

"Wow! Mmmmm…" sighed Sandy.

The bed bounced as both of them began to pump their young asses more violently against the keen and pleasurable tickle that Nat was creating.

"Beautiful little creatures," he whispered. "I wish I could fuck both of you at the same time."

"Fuck me first," Sandy whimpered, her ass rising from the bed as she wiggled furiously against Nat's stabbing fingers.

Bobbie didn't say anything. Her mouth hung slack and her eyes were glazed with the incredible pleasure that raced up her belly and down her thighs. Something about being felt up beside another girl who was getting the same thing excited her. She groaned, her cunt-muscles squeezing firmly around Nat's knuckles. He smiled at her, leaned down to kiss her belly.

"I'd better save you for last, Bobbie. You're so light, I know you'll excite me – even after I finish with this wild little blonde here." He leaned over to kiss Sandy's belly, too.

Now Bobbie watched as he rolled between Sandy's legs and pushed them wide. The blonde was panting wildly, her ass lurching around as he opened the inner folds to reveal her cunthole. The pink surface looked very wet, and as Nat touched his cockhead to her cunt, Sandy groaned with lust and rocked her hips.

"You do want it, don't you? Dan never fails to fix me up with the hottest young teeny boppers in the country." The head of his cock was forcing, Sandy's hole wider as he said this.

Bobbie Ann's eyes went wide – she'd never seen anything like this close up before. She'd only felt it happening to her. But as Nat's pricktip wedged deeper into the glistening heat of Sandy's cuntslit, she knew that it wouldn't be long before she'd be having the same thing done to her.

Nat saw her sit up to look, and he smiled. "Tell me what it looks like. It'll be fun." He pushed Sandy's thighs up so that Bobbie could see.

"No, I couldn't." Bobbie felt her cheeks flush. "Wouldn't a special gift from me make it worth it?"

Bobbie didn't know what the gift might be, but it was obvious to anyone that Nat wasn't a cheapskate. She took a breath and started.

"It's so big – the part that's going in. It's dark blue and it's all shiny with Sandy's juices. Ohhh, wow! You're pushing now and she's wriggling around like something crazy. God, her juices are making a spot on the bed."

Bobbie was surprised that she could be so free about her description. But the words she spoke excited her all the more. She clawed gingerly at her cunt as she sat crosslegged to watch the slender cockshaft slide forward.

"Now the fat part's gone. It's gone up inside her! Ohhhh my God, she's really squirming now. It must feel good!"

"It d-d-does!" Sandy babbled, her big tits rising and failing, pressing against Nat's chest.

He kissed the plush-bodied blonde, forcing his hips forward again. Bobbie stared at the slow penetration. Sandy was nearly as tight as she was, it seemed, but she was taking him – taking every last inch.

"Keep telling me, Bobbie!" Nat insisted.

"Your balls are touching her now. I can her slit being stretched, but it's all going in! Now it's sliding out again!"

She watched as Nat drew his cock back so that only the swollen tip hung inside the tightly clasped muscles of Sandy's cunthole.

The blonde whined pitifully and pumped her hips up and down, the soft surfaces of her muscled pussy caressing Nat's cockhead as she wiggled.

Bobbie couldn't find words to describe it. But she could sympathize with poor Sandy – sometimes a girl needed that thing inside her to squeeze and hold.

"Nhhhuuuuh… put it in! Ohhh Nat, put it in me hard!"

Nat did!

Bobbie groaned as if it had been her own cunt that had been penetrated. She watched Sandy's asscheeks quiver from the powerful thrust as Nat stabbed her with all he had. His balls were pressed against the girl's white bottom as he ground into her. She threw her legs around his back and squeezed him hard, her ass lurching, her pussy rubbing from side to side and up and down.

Sandy was drooling and her eyes looked as if she wasn't focused on anything but the flaming thrills that were engulfing her pussy.

Bobbie Ann began to talk fast, the words rolling from her tongue almost before she knew what she was saying. "…God, it's deep! Now it's sliding back again and Sandy's going wild. Now it's inside her all the way. She's going crazy. She's moving so fast I can't believe it! And the way you're all covered with her juice makes everything shine! Ohhhh!"

Bobbie Ann fell to her side on the bed, unable to watch the incredibly erotic scent any longer. But she looked up with shocked surprise when she heard the slurpy sound of Nat taking his cock out of Sandy's writhing cunt.

He pushed Bobbie's slender legs apart and nestled his hips between them.

"Ohhh, you're going to…"

"If you can give a description like that, you must be even better to fuck!"

He held her head in his hands as he bathed her mouth with hungry kisses. She squirmed like Sandy had been doing as the big man held his cock and began to ease forward. Then he took his hand away.

"You put it in!"

Bobbie was aware of Sandy's jealous eyes upon them. But she didn't care. She was too hot to be that self-conscious. She fumbled excitedly, finally getting her fingers around Nat's cunt-slick prick.

"Ohhhhh, Sandy got it so hot! She got it slippery, too!"

As the tip touched her swollen, gaping cuntal crevice, she plunged her hips, rubbing the soft parts of her cunt up and down against Nat's taut glans. He groaned with appreciation and pushed forward. The hollow of her cunt took his knob with a slippery sound, and she bucked once as he drove forward.

It went into her like it was buttered. Bobbie Ann grunted deep in her throat and her nostrils flared.

"Like that?"

"Yes! Ohhhh God, yes!"

Only the tip had slipped behind her ring of muscles, but as he kissed her neck, Nat gave her another inch, then another. She writhed helplessly, knowing that though she was being used and shamed and sullied, her lust had free rein now.

With that pulsing hot cock inside her, there was no way in hell she could make Nat stop. She could feel every bit of it, feel her clasping cunthole squeezing and caressing the glossy surface that was so firm with blood – spongy firm and hot!

"Ohhhhh!"

"Yeah, baby, enjoy it!"

"Ohhhh," Sandy moaned from nearby, "when are you going to do it to me again?"

But it was plain for Bobbie to see that Nat was very involved with plunging his slender prick in and out of her own body right now. She could hear him gasp when it went deep, and she knew why. Her cunt-muscles were squeezing him tighter than ever. She was learning how to control them so that she could almost hold him inside her.

He ran his fingers up and down her body. He kissed her tits.

"You won't do anything to get me in trouble, will you?" she whispered, panting so hard she could hardly get the words out. "Dan gave me something to use to keep me from being."

Nat laughed and kissed her earlobe. "Dan would think of that. He doesn't know that I've taken care of that detail. Don't fret." He slipped his hands under her slim ass and worked his prick to the hilt in her hot dripping cunt.