Lizzie McQuire has a rough time with sex. Her first dating experience was boring. The next one becomes a wrestling match. The next day she is raped by a dog and nearly raped by two young boys. It only gets worse until she meets the dogs owner, Doctor Hanson.
Lizzie and Miranda were gabbing excitedly about Lizzie’s date with one of the Jocks on the football team. His name was Randal but made sure everyone called him Randy.
He was one of the better looking guys in school and always seemed really nice. It was known that he had dated every girl in the popular crowd and had worked his way through just about every decent looking Senior and Junior girl in school. He was now, seemingly working his way through the list of the freshmen girls, clickish or not. Some girls he dated for a long time others just once. Lizzie was the third one he chose out of the freshman girls.
Kate, the cheerleading captain glared at her, making several rude comments almost every day, when she found out Lizzie was going out with him. Kate wanted him to be her steady and really got angry when he went from girl to girl. When he was dating Kate, she was like the Queen of the school and let everyone know the he was exclusively hers.
This whole date thing was really exciting for Lizzie because she had turned fifteen during the summer and it was now a time when her Parents would let Lizzie go on unsupervised dates.
Lizzie wanted to date when she was thirteen and but it was a losing battle for two years. Using examples of other girls that were already dating and some allowed to go steady at fourteen didn’t change their adamant stand.
Lizzie started dating at the beginning of the school year, two months after her fifteenth birthday. Her first dates were with a somewhat nerdish guy named Fred, he had been asking for a date for at least a year and she almost felt obligated to go out with him.
He was the same age as her and didn’t have a car yet, so he would walk to her house, escort her to a burger joint to a hamburger and fries. They would then walk to the movies, then home. He went out with her several times and the dates gave her something to do, but they were nothing worth bragging about. No one else asked her out because other guys got the impression from Fred that she was going steady with him.
It was several dates before he would try to kiss her good night the first time. The first kiss was awkward at best, he almost knocked her over stepping on her toes and tripping, falling into her. Later kisses seemed a little less awkward but none were prolonged and didn’t seem to be anything special. After the last date before the jock asked her out Fred tried kissing her a little longer and awkwardly grabbed her breast but she pulled quickly away saying “no’.
As he left for home, she stood outside and watched him disappear into the darkness. As she stood there watching him walk away, she thought for a long time about the feeling of his hand on her breast. It felt kind of nice in a way but he was kind of rough, she decided it seemed uncomfortable having Fred touch her there. Maybe if he had been a little more gentle she would have tolerated his hand there a little longer? That was the first time anyone had ever touched her breasts.
Fred called on Thursday, the day before their usual Friday date but she had to turn him down because Randy had asked her out the Wednesday before. Friday, Randy came to pick her up in his car. She was overjoyed by the fact she would be escorted in a car. He acted the perfect gentleman, opening doors for her, commenting on how beautiful she was. Gently holding her hand when they crossed the parking lot to the restaurant. It seemed like one of the most expensive places she had ever been, at least compared to the hamburger place that Fred took her to all the time.
She felt like a queen having dinner in a full blown sit down restaurant with a waiter. They went to a movie but this time it seemed more special than hamburgers and movie with Fred. The movie ended at 10:10. Her curfew was midnight so there was time remaining for her dream date. It was a warm pleasant night when they walked out of the theater.
“Wow Randy, thank you for such a nice date. My parents will be real happy, its still early.”
“You act like the dates over?”
“Well no I guess not, were we going somewhere else?”
“Sure, I thought we would go to Conquerors Hill and talk for awhile.”
“Why not, I don’t have to be home until 12:00”
“Okay lets go.”
He drove her to Conquerors hill and parked the car in a corner of the park overlooking the city. Kids called it Conquerors Hill even though the parks name was really Windrow Hill. It seems a civil war battle took place here and there was a statue and with plaque on it stating “In Honor of all those men who have achieved and mastered their greatest goal of defeating the enemy. This defeat has left the land free for all men to conquer the highest peaks, leaving the fertile valleys free to plow”. Most of he guys at school would attribute this to other things, like conquering a girls breasts, plowing their hairy mounds and discovering the valleys between cunt lips and breasts.
He turned off the engine and turned the radio to a soft rock station that always featured love songs on weekends. She loved this station and closed her eyes thinking to herself how nice this was.
“Hey girl, you falling asleep?”
“Oh no, I just was thinking how peaceful and how nice it is up here, and the music is so, I guess you could say romantic.”
“Yeah, romantic, I dig what you mean.”
He was quiet for a moment. Looking at her, he thought to himself, she’s a pretty sexy little bitch but I ain’t here to talk and I think its time she knows that.
He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.
“What was that for, Randy”
“I just wanted to let you know that I really dig you and I thought it’s great being out here with you.”
“Thank you, I think you are pretty special too”
She leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Their eyes locked and he leaned into her kissing her long and soft on her lips.
Her head was spinning a little thinking to herself how nice that felt. Much different than Fred. She felt a warm flush move over her body. She let the kiss continue, wanting to feel more of that warm sensation.
“Lizzie?, lets move to the back seat.”
“Sure, I guess that would be OK” Thinking to herself, that it would be OK, because he has been pretty nice so far and felt trust in his demeanor. His kisses were giving her the warm tingling feelings but the center console kept him at bay. If they moved to the back seat his body would be closer to his and she felt that would be nicer.
They got into the back seat and he moved closer to her and immediately put his arms around her and started kissing her. After a few seconds he came out with, “Lizzie, Lets fuck, I’m ready and I wanna fuck now.”
“No, absolutely not, I’ve never done it before and I want to save myself for my future husband.”
“That stuff is all bull shit now, nobody does that.”
“Several of my friends are saving themselves for marriage.”
“Naaaaa, no fuckin’ way”
“Please don’t use that word.”
“What word, you mean “fuck’?“
“Yes, that word, I hate it”
“Every body uses it.”
“Not really, I know my friends don’t use it”
“Ah bull, its just a word anyway.”
Please don’t use it around me, it sounds like dirty sex to me.”
“Yeah it means sex but it’s also just a word that a lot of people use all the time.
You ask around and you will find out that even most of the girls use it. Just like almost every girl in school has been fucked, so its and every day thing.”
“No more please and I still don’t want to have sex, I’m not ready”
“Well I’ll have you know that I pretty well aim to make sure I get to fuck you and every other girl in school. That’s my goal one way or another.”
“No, I don’t want to.”
“I’m gonna fuck every girl in school and that means you too.”
“You’ll die of old age before you get me in bed. You’ll have to marry me first.”
“Well that’s a thought. You can bet when we do fuck, whether were married or not, I’ll be the best fuck you ever had.”
“That word – please stop.”
“OK, but only if I get to kiss that cute face of yours a little more.”
“I don’t know now, I enjoy the kissing and hugging but I won’t have sex, I hear guys get carried away if they kiss too much. I think I want to go home now.”
He smiled at her on that statement and she softened some.
“OK doll I’ll be good, no more fuck word starting now.”
She thought to herself, that he had been pretty nice and he had a nice smile and he is really good looking and the kisses feel kinda good.
“OK, As long as you don’t use that word and you understand that no sex will happen.”
He smiled again and leaned into her and started kissing her again. After just a few seconds of kissing, his hands started to roam. He moved his hand to one of her breasts and started rubbing it. She knew his hand was there and it felt good so she didn’t push his had away. After a few seconds his hand moved from her breast to her knee.
The warmth of his hand felt good and the tingling sensation increased. In a very short time she realized his hand was more than halfway up her thigh. She reached down and moved his hand away but he put his hand back on her thigh, only higher. Again she pushed his hand away again. He moved it to her crotch, grabbing her in a rough manner.
“Stop! No more, its time you took me home.” She pushed him away and pulled away from him.
“Aw come on Lizzie, A little makin’ out ain’t gonna hurt. It feels good.”
“No ones ever touched me like that and I just don’t want to do that. The kissing and hugging feels good but touching my private areas is out of the question.”
“Every one does it. It feels good and I have urges. All I want is a fuck. It only takes a few minutes and it’ll feel good. Come on lets do it.”
“No, I said no bad words and no sex, you better take me home.”
“My cock is hard as a rock, it needs relief, now.”
“No! Please take me home.”
“Shit, OK, OK – I guess what’s gotta be has gotta be. I thought sure you would be my 25th virgin – “
“How can you talk like that.”
They were quiet until he got her back to her house. When the car stopped she started to get out.
“Thank you for the date Randy. If you learn to behave and clean up your language I’d go out with you again.”
“Look here, Lizzie. I’m sorry, it’s just that I really like sex and I can’t help it when it comes to makin’ out. You gotta understand that when I touch a girl it really gets me hot and you got me going better than anyone I ever been out with.”
“I’ve never been through this kind of thing before, it’s all new to me and scary. This was my first car date and that alone was a good experience so lets leave it at that.”
“I thought someone as sexy as you had lots of dates and you were ready for the ultimate date experience by going out with me.”
“No, this is my second month of dating and this is my fifth date, maybe I’m not ready for someone that has been around as much as you, ..Good Night Randy and thank you.”
“Ok Lizzie, I will be calling you, maybe we can go out again next week end.”
“I’m not sure, maybe.”
He pulled away in his car. As he left her standing in front of her house he thought to himself – “God she is fuckin’ sexy. Why don’t they put the junior high next to the high school? I wish I had seen her when she was in the eighth or ninth grade. She would have to be the ultimate challenge, a thirteen or fourteen year old virgin. She probably wouldn’t have put up as much resistance. I’m going to have to check some of them little junior high cunts out. Only one fifteen year old sophomore and she was pretty good but something younger might be better yet!
“My date with her friend Miranda was a failure. That’s two fuckin’ weekends without having my dick in pussy. I’m gonna have to butter up Kate again. She’ll always fuck when I want but she’s gettin’ so loose it don’t get me off like it used to. I think I’ll hit on that little fox Lizzie one more time, at least I got to feel her tit and got my hand on her crotch. That was farther than I got with Miranda.
As he pulled away from her house, Lizzie watched his car disappear and her thoughts poured through her head – “He can be such a well mannered guy but he can be so insistent and a jerk too. Maybe if I do go out with him I can slow him down a little more. After all he did stop when I said stop the second time and he did bring me home without much of an argument. There’s no way I want to lose my virginity like that. He did make me feel so warm and tingly when he started kissing me. Yes, if he asks. I guess I will go out with him again.
Her parents were up and as she walked into the house and as usual they had questions on how her date went. She told them the good parts but not the stuff where he wanted to do that thing to her.
She went to her bedroom and started undressing. She noticed a small damp spot in the crotch of her panties. The same type wet spot occurred a couple of times in the past year. She wasn’t sure what it was all about but assumed it was just something that happened when you were a girl.
She got into the shower, the water felt good as she soaped herself. She moved her hands up and down her flawless body. No moles, or funny marks, perfect skin. She was proud of her body, firm breasts that didn’t sag at all, her nearly flat tummy, baby fat nearly gone. Her legs compared to her body were quite long and slender.
Her private area was covered with fine very light brown hair that grew in such a way that it looked trimmed. What hair she had under her arms was light enough that if she forgot to shave, it wasn’t easily noticed. While she was showered she began to daydream about a very handsome guy caressing her body.
She dropped the wash cloth and moved her hands over her breasts. She felt a tingling sensation and noticed that her nipples felt a little sensitive. She stopped washing a looked at down at her breasts and noticed the nipples stood out a little more than normal.
She continued washing herself and as she washed between her legs in that private area, she felt a chill go through her body. She stopped washing down there closed her eyes and wondered what it would be like to have her dream lover touch her there.
Questions, questions, why does my body do these strange things. If I rub my breasts I get a tingling sensation and if I touch my private place it sends chills through me. Her mother always told her not to touch herself there, except to wash, so Lizzie avoided that contact. With that warning she only rubbed her private place when she was in the shower. What’s it all about, it’s her body isn’t it and it does give wonderful feelings?
She finished her shower and dried herself off, got into her night clothes and crawled into bed.
end of part 1
Sometime in the night she started dreaming about her ideal boyfriend. Her dream started out with her date taking her to a dinner dance. It was a romantic evening with dancing and drinks (non alcohol of course) and more dancing. Every dance was slow, with her dream date holding her close and sometimes kissing her as they danced. Then dinner was served, the most elaborate dinner she had ever seen.
After dinner drinks were served and her dream date saluted her beauty, clinking their glasses together. He crossed arms with her as they drank to his salute. Her head was spinning with excitement at the attention he was giving her. After the dinner he drove her to a park she did not recognize. There was a water fall in view and the sky was perfectly clear with more stars visible than she had ever imagined and the moon was full.
Her dream lover was the man that would possess her, regardless of marriage. They went between talking and kissing, holding each other and talking again. He suggested they go to his apartment. Because he seemed so nice and didn’t try anything improper she agreed.
Once in the apartment he lit a fire, got some drinks and they sat on the floor and started their conversation again. Kissing again but this time his hands started to roam all over her body. Caressing her breasts causing her nipples stand out.
He was causing chills to course through her body. His hands moved around and down to her legs. She didn’t object as his hands moved up her legs to her crotch. He caressed her private place softly through her silky panties and that wonderful tingling warm sensation coursed through her body making her very hot.
Her breathing became very rapid and her mind became fuzzy. His hands were now in her panties and his fingers were playing between the lips of her private area and her body began to move and twist in excitement. She was moaning with the pleasure of her sexual heat.
She was wet down there, very wet, what was this wetness. Her mind cleared, and she rapidly came out of her dream state. It was morning, and her hand was on her private area. Her panties were soaking wet.
“Oh god, what is this. Did I wet the bed, did my period start, why is my hand on my private area? She got out of bed fast and headed for the bathroom. She pulled her panties down and saw that the crotch area was soaked. But most of the wet seemed clear, not yellow like pee. Not being sure exactly whether she peed or not, she raised the panties to her nose and sniffed.
The odor was not that of pee. It was more of a sweet musky odor. She did see a little red area in the middle of the wet spot. She was starting her period. “Well that’s different, I don’t recall ever seeing clear wet during my period. I don’t understand what going on here. Tampax, I better get myself fixed up here. She never did like that part of being a girl. Putting up with this bloody business. She went to the linen closet and got the box of Tampax. Damn! Only one left.
She finished dressing and headed down stairs to look for mom.
“Good morning dear.”
Her brother was already up and eating breakfast.
“Good morning douche bag.”
“Matt! What kind of language is that and where did you here that.”
“Sorry mom. All the guys say it to girls they don’t like.”
Lizzie wondering what the heck a douche bag was said; “Good morning fart head.”
“Lizzie! You kids stop now! I mean it!
In unison they both stated, “OK mom.” and Lizzie added, “I’m sorry!”
Lizzie walked over to her mom and whispered; “Mom, I’m out of sanitary pads, I just used the last one.”
In a rather loud voice her mom said, “Lizzie, you know dad and I are going to visit your Aunt Julia.”
“But mom, I can’t do without them.”
“I’ll give you money and you can walk down to the store and get some.”
Matt blurted out, “If she gets to buy some I get to but some too!”
Lizzie’s face turned a brilliant red.
Mom said in an irritated voice: “You don’t get anything, you have been very crude with your language and what she needs something you don’t need.”
Lizzie’s mom gave her some money and started cleaning up when dad walked into the kitchen.
“Are you going to be ready to leave soon?”
“Yes, just a few more minutes.”
Lizzie was fixing a bagel and getting some orange juice.
“How’s it going this morning doll?”
“Just fine daddy, thank you.”
“I want you two to behave yourselves while mom and I are gone.”
“I will, you don’t have to worry about me,” Lizzie stated.
“Yes, I’m sure you’ll be fine, it’s that brother of yours I worry about. So I expect you keep a running list of his misdeeds.”
“Oh, daddy, that would be snitching and you know he would be more trouble if I kept a list.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he would but, really if he does get too out of hand we need to know.”
“I have some money for each of you for food or you can make your own here at home. What you do is up to you”
“Thanks daddy.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“Where’s that son of mine?”
“Mom’s talking to him about something.”
“Oh dear, more trouble”
Mom and dad left shortly after getting reassurance that all would be fine while they were gone.
Matt took off with a couple of his friends. Lizzie walked out the door and headed for the store.
She was going to ride her bike but decided the walk would be nicer. After walking a couple blocks she saw a dog meandering about. As she neared the dog, it ignored her.
She was thankful for that not being sure whether it was a friendly.
She continued down the road forgetting about the dog. She walked into the store and picked up what she needed then shopped around a bit but picked up nothing else. She walked out to the store and was on her way home when she heard panting behind her. She turned around to see the dog following her. Its tail was wagging but it still bothered her. “Go home doggy, be a good doggy, please go home.”
The dog continued to follow her, tail wagging and sniffing the air. At one point it ran circles around her and barking in what seemed to be a playful manner. She finally conceded to the fact that the dog was friendly and in a playful mood so she stopped to pet him. The dog stood in front of her as she rubbed his head.
He moved forward and had his nose inches from her crotch. His sniffing became more intense and his ears were pinned back a little. He moved his nose forward and into her crotch. She jumped back and tripped and was on the ground on her back. The dog had his nose back in her crotch. She screamed, moved her legs together and the dog backed away in shock.
“Jeeze dog, what’s the matter with you, I’m not a dog, so keep your nose away. GO HOME”, she yelled. She got back up and started for home again. The dog continued to follow. At one point she ran but the dog stayed with her.
She finally arrived home, closed the door and headed up to her bedroom where she felt safe. It wasn’t only a few minutes before the dog started howling, and barking. She went down stairs and yelled through the door, “Shut up doggy, go home.” She stood behind the door for a few minutes listening. It was quiet so she went back up stairs, confident of the fact the dog either left or was still there but decided to remain quiet.
She sat down at her desk and started doing her home work. She worked for several minutes when she heard a strange noise. Going down stairs again the noise seemed much louder. She peeked through the curtains and saw the dog furiously scratching at the door. “This is just too much doggy, you win, but you gotta behave yourself.” She went to the door and let the dog in. “Now be good, OK?”
He followed her up the stairs tail wagging, ears still pinned ears back. She decided he needed water so she went back down stairs to the kitchen and found a big bowl. Back up stairs again, she filled the bowl with water. He drank as if he hadn’t had water in days. Slobbering all over the floor. She let it go for awhile because he would probably slobber again anyway.
She went back to her homework and the dog lay down very close to her. She looked at the clock some time later and realized she was supposed to meet Miranda and Gordo in less than a half hour.
She jumped up so fast she scared the dog. He scurried out of her way and into the hallway, as she ran for the bathroom. Every time she was in the midst of her period she felt concerned about being clean. She quickly undressed, threw her sanitary pad away and hopped into the shower.
It felt good, the hot water and soap. She loved being clean but recently she also liked caressing breasts. Although hesitant about it, she loved the tingling sensation she got when she touched herself ‘down there’. She didn’t let her hand stay there very long because she could always hear her mother tell her that she shouldn’t touch down there.
She got out of the shower and dried herself off. She half ran to her dresser and pulled a bra out of the top drawer, panties out of the middle drawer and as she bent down to the bottom drawer for socks, the dog came up behind her and licked her crotch. “Oh jeeze oh peets, my god dog, what are you doing?!” She half swung at him and yelled, “NO! GO LAY DOWN!” He backed off and went back to the other side of the bed and lay down.
Back in the bathroom continuing to dry her hair. She started to put on panties and realized that she forgot her sanitary pad. Going back into the bedroom she noticed the time; “Darn! I’ve only have ten minutes before I’m supposed to be at Miranda’s house.”
She walked to the side of the bed where the bag containing her earlier purchase lay. She almost stepped on the dog and nearly gagged when she saw that the dog was chewing on her used sanitary pad. “Dumb dog, how gross can you get. Now stop that, get away from there.”
He moved away and she picked up the remnants of the pad and carried them back into the bathroom and threw them away again. She moved the trash can onto the counter out of the dogs way. Confusion ruling again, she realized she still didn’t have her new sanitary pad. She half raced back into the bedroom again and started grab the box of pads when she saw that he dog had apparently knocked some of her makeup off her dressing table and under her desk.
A bottle of cologne had broken spreading glass and liquid under her desk. She glared at the dog, starting to scold him, her eyes opened wide in amazement. She stared for a moment at the red tip of his cock and him licking it. “Holy cow dog, you are the grossest thing, yucky, stop!”
He stood up, looking at her, wagging his tail as though he were laughing at her. “Yes, you, it’s gross. Now you stay there while I clean up your mess.” She got down on all fours and crawled part way under the desk to clean up the mess he had made. As she cleaned he came up behind and licked at her thigh. She swung back at him and yelled, “Stop that dog.”
He backed away but kept pacing back and forth behind her. The desk was in the way for him to accomplish what he was intent on doing. He pawed at her calf a couple times and she looked back at him laughing, “Now stop it doggie I don’t want to play. I don’t have time for this and it’s your fault.”
As she proceeded with her cleanup she started backing out from desk and he came back and took a lick at her pussy. She reached back and pushed muzzle away, “Stop it, I said.”
He saw his opportunity to mount her so hear reared up and onto her back. “Now dog, stop it, I’m not in a mood for playing games, I told you.” His front paws were scratching the sides and breasts. “Stop it dog, I mean it, I don’t feel like playing.” She tried reaching back to push him off but that didn’t work. She then swung her arm back hitting him. He growled and nipped at her shoulder. “You silly dog, please stop it, I’ve gotta get dressed and meet my friends.”
Something wasn’t right she could feel something warm and wet poking at her soft pink private place. She bent her head down and looked back between her legs to see his red wet looking cock lurching forward poking at her rear end. Her mind flashed back to the female dogs she had seen being mounted by male dogs.
She always looked away in embarrassment never seeing exactly what happened. But now the reality of what the dog was trying to do came to light and she screamed out one of the few cuss words she had ever used, “oh shit no, not that.”
She tried to back from under the desk and stand but the desk was still over her head. “Damn, shit! Get off me dog!” He continued poking and hunching trying to find his mark and she began to go from fear to panic, telling herself she had to stand up and get away from him. She pushed back a little farther, figured she was clear of the desk and raised her body fast. Lizzie screamed loud as she bumped her head on the front edge of the desk. It stunned her for a second and she paused for a bit to regain her composure.
She tried moving again beginning to cry, “Please no, not that pleee – “
The word please never came out completely. It was broken by her scream as his huge rod found her tender pink opening and tore through her hymen. She screamed and started getting sick to her stomach at the realization of what was happening.
The dog shifted forward, covering her back even more, moving his cock deeper into her, stretching the tight clasping virgin walls of her vagina beyond any point she would have ever believed possible. The ripping away of her hymen caused a searing pain and tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision.
The dog started pumping his huge cock in and out of her like a cylinder out of control. Her mind going crazy like a computer out of control. “Oh, god, raped by a dog. My precious virginity gone. It hurts, please make it stop, please. It hurts so much. He’s gonna give me a baby. Maybe puppies, can I have puppies? Puppies, oh god.”
His persistent pumping motion moving her body back and forth in unison with his movements. His moist rod moved in and out easily but the diameter of the huge imposing rod stretched the walls of her vagina, spreading her causing more pain than she thought possible. His claws scratching her breasts and the silky soft skin on the sides of her body.
Her mind screaming, “When will it stop, please make it stop. Her body feeling hot, sweaty, dirty and pained, causing the tears pour from her eyes. The thought of what was happening caused her to feel nauseous and she started retching. She only had that bagel and orange juice early that morning and there was nothing there to come up but a little liquid.
She felt the dog move deeper into her and the size of the menacing red thing in her seemed to grow even more, stretching her until she felt like passing out. She let out painful half moan, half scream, “AAWWWWWWWHHHH!” with her tears coming even faster. The pain was unbearable and she kept wishing it were all over.
Her confused mind took her back to her dreams last night, picturing her romantic encounter and she wished she were back there now. Coming back to reality she realized the dog wasn’t moving any more. The dog lifted his leg over her back and she could feel his huge cock twisting around in her. He was butt to butt with her and she thought her suffering and pain were soon to be finished. Lizzie tried to stand up but he moved with her. Her pain and fear were now elevated into pain and panic, he was stuck in her!
“Oh god dog, what have you done how do we get loose? You’re hurting me so much. Please let me go.” She was always too embarrassed to watch dogs complete the act, so she didn’t know that dogs got stuck together. She heard noises in the house and she strained to hear what or who was in the house.
“Hey douche bag. What ya doing?”
It was her brother! He came home for what reason? The worst possible timing in the world. The pain increased as her entire body tensed in fear that he would come up stairs and see the predicament she was in.
“Hey douche, you home!?”
She hollered back, “Yes, and go away, don’t bother me.”
She could hear him coming up the stairs. Her mind going crazy trying to figure out what she could do to prevent him coming into her bedroom. Dog was already trying to move to the door to investigate this person nearing his space. His ears perked up and listened. Fortunately he didn’t bark. He half pulled her to the door and she ended up being close enough she could lean against it, still in her ‘doggie’ position.
“What you doin?”
“I was working on my homework and I’m getting ready to go to Miranda’s place, OK.”
He was against the door and was twisting the door knob. “Think fast, I gotta get rid of him.” She started sweating in fear that he would be persistent enough to play games and force the door open.
“I’m dressing, you can’t come in here.”
“Why not, I gotta see a naked girl sometime or another, it may as well be now.”
She screamed at the top of her lungs, “Get the hell away, you can’t come in.”
It frightened the dog and he moved a little, nearly pulling her painfully away from the door. She could hear the door handle move again. “OK, chill out, bird brain, I’m goin’.”
She could feel the pressure in her vagina easing and was beginning to have hopes that she would be free soon.
“Good, and if you ever come into my bedroom I’ll beat your brains.”
“Yeah, like you and who else. Any way – if mom or dad call tell them I’m at the goin’ to the Pearsons place and stayin’ with Joey tonight.”
“Good, maybe that way I can have some peace and quiet.”
“And maybe I’ll see his sister naked.”
She could hear him walk into his bedroom.
It was still several minutes more before she had the strange sensation of the walls of her vagina closing. Her entire body shivered with the strange feelings that shrinking brought. Within another minute the dogs cock slid out of her, she let out a little moan in surprise and elation that she was free. She sank to the floor, to a sitting position against the door. She felt wetness on her crotch and looked down to see a gooey white slime mixed with traces of red dripping from her vagina. She retched and coughed.
Matt was back by her door, “Whad ya say.”
She tried to suppress the gagging sensation, “Nothing, I’m talking to myself trying to decide what to wear.” In the middle of this statement the dog came over and started licking her crotch. She had a hard time holding back any vocal reaction, not daring make any noise because Matt might hear. She was fearful of the fact that he may decide not to leave, but to force his way into her room. She let the dog continue to lick.
“I’m goin, remember, if mom or dad call let them know where I am, and don’t forget to keep the doors locked or someone might come in to rape an’ kill ya.”
Dog still licking her cunt, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don’t worry about me.”
She could hear Matt moving down the stairs. She pushed the dogs head away from her and he went to what seemed his favorite corner behind the bed and started licking himself.
She was relieved the dog had stopped licking her because it was causing tingling and little electric like shocks to course through her body. She wasn’t sure if it was a good feeling or a bad feeling.
She could hear Matt slam the door, leaving the house.
Her mind still reeling at what had happened, “Rapist, like I should worry about that, after what’s just happened.”
She got up off the floor and tried walking to the bathroom, it was difficult because of the sourness between her legs. She could hear the phone ring in her parents bedroom and in the distance the answering machine responding. “I bet that’s Miranda’ wondering where I am.” Her entire being hurt and her walk was strained. She could feel moisture dripping down her legs as she headed for the bathroom. She grabbed a wash cloth and started wiping herself off.
As she wiped she noticed more pain down there. She started to rinse the wash cloth off and as she put it under the faucet she noticed there was red on it. “I’m still bleeding, no wonder I hurt down there. Maybe my period? But that shouldn’t hurt. Thank God Matt left the house. Other wise I would still be in my bedroom with him outside my door playing mind games and I would have to be waiting longer to clean up this mess.”
She stepped into the shower again, feeling dirtier than she had ever been in her entire life. She had scratches on the sides of her torso and breasts. That made it difficult to wash but she continued anyway. There was a red spot on her shoulder where the dog nipped at her but didn’t break the skin. “My beautiful skin, all marked up.I’m going to have to avoid low cut blouses, to hide all this. What do I do about gym class?”
The other girls will see all these scratches. I’ve got to think of something to cover up how I got these.
She didn’t want to get out of the shower, staying nearly a half hour, soaping and rinsing. Then she would start over again, soaping, rinsing two more times.
She still didn’t feel clean but dressed anyway. She went down stairs to check the answering machine. There were five messages, with four being from Miranda and Gordo, wondering where the heck she was. She sat staring at the phone for several minutes, finally picking it up and calling Miranda. She explained that she was sick and fell asleep forgetting about the time. She apologized and told them she would see them in school on Monday.
When she got back to the bedroom, dog was sleeping. Hearing her, his eyes opened and his tail started thumping on the floor.
“Yeah, a lot you got to be happy for, you hurt me real bad and you pretty much screwed up my life’s dreams. Come on, we gotta get rid of you, so lets see if we can find out where you live.”
She got a rope, putting it around his neck and took the dog outside. She led him back to the spot where she first found him and started knocking on doors and asking people on the street if they knew where the dog came from. She had been walking for nearly and hour and a half when she found a girl that looked to be around twelve years old.
“Hey, hi girl, what are you doing with Woody, he belongs to old Doc Hanson.”
“Hi Woody, did you run away from home again”
Woody stuck his nose into her crotch and she jumped back and giggled loudly.
“Woody, don’t do that, in front of people, I told you before it’s not nice.”
Lizzie stood silent not knowing really what to say.
“He does that all the time, it’s really funny and sometimes it tickles, but sometime he pokes his nose so hard it hurts a little.”
“You let him do that?”
“Not really I just figure that’s what dogs do sometime. I do let him do something else. You’re a girl and you look nice so I’ll tell you a secret, if you don’t tell any adults or any boys?”
Lizzie’s curiosity got the better of her. “Sure, I’ll keep your secret.”
The girl came close to her and said in a quiet voice; “sometimes I pull my panties down and let him lick me there. It feels real good and it gives me really neat feeling shivers, but I have to make him stop because his red thing comes out and he tries to jump on me so I, pull my panties up and run home real quick, I don’t want him to make puppies with me. You should let him lick you sometime, I bet you’d like it like I do.”
Lizzie just stared at her for a moment, in amazement. “I can’t believe you would let a dog lick you there, it seems so dirty.”
“Naaaaah, a dog is supposed to have a real clean tongue. Besides, like I said it really does feel good.”
“If he didn’t keep trying to jump on me like a girl dog I would let him do it longer. You really would like it, really.”
“No thanks, I don’t really think so, it seems gross to me. I really want to get him back to his house so if you could tell where this doctor lives.”
“He’s over on Windham Drive, its a big ole house with a stone fence.”
“OK, thanks, little girl.”
“I’ll have you know, I’m not a little girl any more. I’m twelve and I got boobies just like you.”
“I’m sorry, I spoke to soon. What is your name anyway.”
“Nicki. What’s yours.”
“Lizzie. Nice to meet you Nicki.”
“I think I like you so you can be my friend Lizzie. Come over and see me again sometime. I live in that brown house across the street.
“OK Nicki, I’ll stop by and visit sometime soon.”
“OK, that’ll be really neat and hey, look I’m serious, I’ll show you my secret.”
“Sure – maybe, sometime, we can do that.”
Lizzie’s mind was going crazy again. “Imagine a twelve year old girl playing with a dog like that? I hope she doesn’t get into the situation I got into, because she’s so much tinier than I am. But she does seem to maybe understand – after all she said she didn’t want to make puppies with him. She a really cute girl and I’m sure the guys are going to chase her like crazy. She already has a weird sense. If I do become her friend maybe I can keep her on the right track. I don’t believe it, letting a dog lick her there. It sure felt weird to me. I won’t let him again, no way, no more.”
She rounded the corner and saw the house. It was huge, and pretty much could be considered a mansion. She walked to the door and pushed the button for the doorbell. She waited for what seemed an eternity. She pressed the button again and waited again. She decided no one was home and decided to tie the dog up and go home.
Just as she was ready to walk off a man came from beside the house. He was a big man, she thought at least six feet tall, if not more. He was definitely more than a head taller than her.
“Hello there, it looks as though you found my dog.”
“Yes, I did – he followed me home and wouldn’t leave.”
“Well, I sure hope he wasn’t too much trouble.”
“Ah – well – no, he was fine.”
“You sound a little unsure there, I imagine he probably was a problem.”
Think fast Lizzie, “Well he knocked stuff off my dressing table and he slobbers all over when he drinks, but not much else.”
“My big loveable dog, with an over active tail and a lack of table manners.”
“Come on in, I have a reward for you.”
“Oh, that’s OK, you don’t need to.”
“Well of course I do, he’s been gone fore nearly four days and his collar is gone. For all I knew he was a gonner for good.”
She expected his house to be dark and mysterious inside but it seemed bright and cheery for the most part.
“How did you find me, with Woody having lost his collar.”
His voice didn’t register as she was so amazed at the size of the house and was caught up in looking at it The enormity of this place wasn’t to be believed in this town. She could see from the main hall, a large living room on one side, and a library with what seemed to be a thousand books. Over the main entrance area there were two sets of stairs that went to an upper floor. There, on the ceiling was a huge chandelier. It was like something in a movie.
“Hello, are you still there, young lady?”
“Oh gosh, I’m sorry – this place is amazing, it’s so big, and the gorgeous chandelier and, well, its as though you have your own public library.”
“I guess I made to much money as a doctor and my long ago passed away wife had a mother and father that left her millions which was passed on to me. She always did want a big house and this is what we bought. Most of it is closed off now so its just me and Woody.”
“I’m sorry you’re alone.”
“It’s not too bad. I find plenty to keep me occupied. My garden gives many hours of pleasure, both in the care and just looking at it. Backing up a bit; how did you find out where Woody belonged?”
“I just brought him back to where I saw him first and after walking around for an hour or so and finally found this girl named Nicki, she told where you live.”
“Such perseverance, it’s great knowing some young people still try so hard.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Such formality is not needed, my dear.”
“Doctor, Doctor Hanson, you can call me doc.”
“Ok doc,” she smiled feeling at ease with this man.
“Nicki, yes – cute little Nicki. She found him a long time ago and since then she comes to get him for walks and to play with him. I guess you could say that she is his favorite playmate.”
Her mind went back to the things Nicki said but didn’t say anything about her
Lizzie loved books and was curious to know what he had in the library. He noticed that she kept staring toward the library.
“You like books?”
“I sure do.”
“Go ahead, take a look while I get your reward.”
She headed for the library and started looking around, there seemed to a large variety of books covering every thing one could think of. One wall was kind of strange, she thought. There were books of all kinds on babies and reproduction and some were pretty strange, “Anomalies of Reproduction in the Human Race”, “Sexual Techniques”, “Problems of Human Reproduction”, “Healthy Babies”, and “Reproduction in the Animal Kingdom?”
Doc Hanson returned, and Lizzie looking at him puzzled, “These books?”
“They’re all about – “
“Yes, That was part of my area of health care, bringing babies into the world.”Who knows I could have been the one that helped you get here. Where were you born.”
“Sorry no such luck, I used to work at City Central.”
“This seems as big as the library down town.”
“Well, not nearly but there are some collectors items here and many that are no longer in print.”
“I would guess, they sure area different than what I’ve seen in any library.”
“You may come to read them any time you wish.”
“Thank you, that would be nice.”
“Would you like something to drink, I have fruit juices and water, tea, coffee, no soft drinks though?”
Again she thought to herself, Ok he seems really nice and I’d like to look at more of these books, “Sure, thank you, orange juice?”
I’ll be right back.”
She went back to looking at titles of the books and was amazed at the variety but she kept going back to the section with the medical books. They seemed to cover everything imaginable. “Oh my god, “Sexual Perversions of Humans”.
She picked it up and looked at the contents, “Rape, and its consequences”, “Prostitution and Abuse of prostitutes”, “Humans and Animals”. Her curiosity was really peaked by this book but embarrassment of the doctor coming back and seeing her reading it forced her to put the book back. He came back just as she had it back on the shelf but she didn’t get it back all the way. She could feel her face redden but hoped he wouldn’t notice.
She walked to a different part of the library as they talked. He did most of the talking, asking where she lived, what kind of things she was interested in, where she went to school. He liked this Lizzie person. She was pretty and friendly. A lot of spirit and a beautiful smile.
It had been a long time since he had company and especially company that was this good looking. He never had kids and his wife had been gone nearly eight years. He didn’t want to admit it but he was pretty lonely living in this house by himself.
“I guess I better get home, I shouldn’t bother you any longer, it’s already getting pretty late.”
“Believe me, you are no bother at all, I enjoyed your company very much and you are welcome to come back any time you wish. If you need questions about babies or anything of a sexual nature, answered I of course can answer those questions. Then to if you need any books from my library you area welcomed to borrow them or come here to read them any time you would like.”
“Thank you, that’s very nice of you, but I don’t really think I should interfere with your life.”
“Absolutely not, as I said I really enjoyed your company, Oh sorry, I almost forgot” He pulled some money out of his pocket, folded it and gave it to her.
It seemed like a pretty big wad of money but she didn’t count it, “What’s – why.”
“Reward for finding Woody.”
“But, he might have come back on his own too!”
“Don’t worry dear girl, all the effort, and your so sweet, you deserve it and please come back to visit some time.”
She felt so surprised by his kindness, she moved to him and put her arms around him and gave him a very tight hug, “You’re so very kind, of course I’ll come back and visit, thank you so much.”
He watched her walk toward the street and as she did she turned around a couple times to wave good bye to him. “My god what a sweet girl, so pretty.”
“If I were only younger, I would love to get into that.” He closed the door and went into the library to turn off lights. He looked toward the area where his medical books were and noticed one sticking out a little. Reading aloud to himself, “Sexual Perversions in Humans”, “so that’s why she turned red when I came back with her drink. I wonder how much she read…” He put the book back, remembering that it was a pretty good turn on book, more so than a serious research book when he read it thirty years ago.
As Lizzie walked back home she thought about the doctor and thought he was a very sweet old guy. She wasn’t sure how old he was but guessed older than her father. It was fun talking to him and figured she would try to get back to visit him sometime.
She walked by Nicki’s house and she was still outside. Two boys, around her age, were bothering her.
Lizzie continued walking toward her. They were wrestling her, trying to get her on the ground. Hands were all over the place. She moved toward them and she could see them trying to pull Nicki’s pants down and they were grabbing her breasts and crotch. “You guys leave her alone!”
Lizzie tried to pull them off of Nicki and one of them turned his attentions on her.
“Hey look, bigger tits.”
He grabbed her and started squeezing her breasts hard. She slapped him hard and he backed off for a second but returned, jumping on her and knocking her to the ground, landing on top of her. He shoved his face into hers and mashed his lips onto hers. He started making humping moves against her crotch. She could feel his little cock against her crotch and got very mad. She used every ounce of strength she had pushing him off of her and slapped him again.
“You little perverted creep, get the hell out of here.”
He came back with, “Whore bitch, all girls are whore bitches and all they’re good for is fucking and I’m gonna fuck one someday, like I just did you.”
“Well it ain’t gonna be me or Nicki” She swung and kicked at him, missing with her swing but getting him hard with her foot, just below his crotch, knocking him to the ground. He got up and backed away, swearing at her again and yelling to his pal who was a little smaller than Nicki. Nicki was still in a compromising position.
The guy that had jumped Lizzie yelled at his smaller friend. “Come on Dave.”
“You come on, help me I got her pants down and I got my hands on her pussy.”
Lizzie looked around and saw him rubbin her crotch. Lizzie was close enough that she could kick at him so she swung her foot between the legs, he screamed, releasing Nicki, rolling away from her and doubling up in pain next to her.
The bigger boy came toward Lizzie but stopped when, Woody came bounding around the corner barking and moving toward the boys. “Shit, a dog, lets get outa here Davey!”
Davey struggled to his feet and they both moved off into the darkness. She could hear their conversation in bits and pieces over Woody’s barking. “Shit man – .’woof’ – .crotch hurts.”
“That – “woof” bitch, “woof” my balls but, “woof” pussy, I felt pussy, it was kinda wet like! “woof!” Woody’s barks became quieter as the trio vanished into the darkening evening.
Lizzie walked over to Nicki to help her. “Do you know those guys?”
“No, not really, but I’ve seen them at school, one of ’em is in the class across the hall from me, so he’s my age and I think his name is Bill. The other one is a class below me, he’s the one that touched me “there’. I think he’s “leven years old.”
“I’ve heard they act like bullies at school and I’ve seen ’em show off in front of the girls. I guess they’re cousins and the one called Billy is living with the one called Davey, so that’s why they hang together.”
“I guess just a couple trouble makers.”
“Ya, like really”
“Are you OK, Nicki?”
Fixing her panties and pulling up her jeans, “Yea, I guess so, he rubbed me pretty hard and it hurt some. But I guess I’m OK. what’s this big thing about touching a girl down there.”
“I don’t know, I guess guys just like to do it.”
“Anybody do you like that?”
“Well yes, but I told him no and he stopped.”
“He touched me by my pee hole though, is that bad?”
“I don’t no if there’s a good or bad place, all I know is my mom told me that no man should touch me there until I’m married.”
“Oh, my mom never says anything about that stuff so I didn’t really know. I guess maybe I shouldn’t let nobody touch me there, but I still like to have Woody lick me there.”
“I – yes, you probably shouldn’t let anyone touch you there and I do wonder about having Woody lick you, so maybe not that either.
“I know for sure no boys can touch me “specially because it hurt me some, but Woody makes it tickle and it feels so good. I guess I’ll have to think about that one.”
“Well you be careful, because Woody might hurt you.”
“You mean like try to make puppies with me?”
This statement brought Lizzie back to what had happened that morning. “Nicki, I – well, yes or – you – ahhh – well maybe he’ll bite you there or something.”
“Yeah, maybe, but I lay on my back so I can watch him and if he tries to get on top of me like those boys tried, I close my legs together push him away hard and run into another room and hide from him and he finally goes away. I started having my period about six months ago so he could probably give me puppies or a baby.”
“Puppies and babies are cute but my mom says I’m too young to take care them.”
“I don’t know what to think, other than you should be careful.”
“Ya, I will, don’t worry.”
“Well I guess I should get home because it’s really getting dark now so bye for now Nicki”
“Sure, me to, I should get in the house too, before my mom gets home, otherwise she gets really miffed. Bye Lizzie.”
As Lizzie headed for home her mind started going over the recent events.
She wondered about Nicki. “Such a strange but intriguing girl. She didn’t say anything about a dad, perhaps he isn’t around. Strange as she is, I really like her but her mom doesn’t seem to be around for her. I really hope that dog doesn’t get her like he got me this morning, I still feel icky down there.’
She realized that it was completely dark now and decided to run through a small park as a short cut. She only got about a quarter of the way through the park and she tripped on something as she ran between some bushes.
“Hey Dave it’s the whore bitch with the big boobies.”
“Yeah she’s the one that kicked me, get her.”
Lizzie was recovering from the fall and getting up but the older one jumped on her back straddling her waist. The younger one moved down and sat on her legs.
“She hurt me bad when I was on top that Nicki girl.”
“Yeah, an she kicked me too.”
The older one punched her in the back and she yelped in pain.
“Awwww, poor baby, now you know what for, ha, ha, ha, ha!”
The younger one laughing too, slapped her butt hard, forcing another yelp from her. She started bucking, trying throwing Billy off of her. “Davey! Quick hang on, don’t let her up.”
Lizzie managed to roll over, throwing Billy off. She tried to stand up but Davey still holding her legs, worked up the length of her legs, shoving her back to the ground. He moved to her waist sitting on her stomach.
“Ya, man hold her like that.”
She kept trying to shift and twist in effort to knock Davey off of her, but he lay down over her wrapping his arms around her arms. He was now hanging onto her as though he were trying to hold on to a tree in a wind storm. His face in line with hers he tried to kiss her but she kept twisting her face away from him. “Jeeze Billy, I like the way her titties feel under me.”
“Yeah man I bet, but I wanna get to her pussy.”
Lizzie felt him pull down the zipper on her jeans. She screamed and started kicking her feet and he slugged her in the tummy. She folded her legs upward in pain.
“Shut up and hold still bitch whore.”
He pulled her legs strait and slid her jeans down her thighs to her ankles then immediately pulled her panties down. “Holy shit Batman, what the hell is this.”
Davey tried raising his head to see what was going on but he was wrapped around Lizzie’s torso holding her still and couldn’t raise up far enough to see. “What – what, tell me what?”
Billy in a surprised tone. “I don’t know. It’s a white pad or something strapped to her.”
She could feel his fingers touching the belt which held her pad in place and she started fighting some more.
Billy grabbed the flesh on her thigh pinching her real hard. “Hold still bitch whore.”
She struggled again and he grabbed with more force.
She stopped moving again and could feel Davey’s erection pressing against her belly. “Will you hurry up Bill, I wanna see and I got a boner.”
“Fuckin’ shut up, just jack off like I showed ya.”
“How em I supposed to hold her if I do that.”
“I don’t know, just wait then, don’t bother me yet.”
She could feel his fingers moving on her body around the straps that held her pad in place. She could feel him move the straps down her waist and the cool air hit her private place. “Holy shit I think I know.”
“What? Show me quick.”
She felt Billy raise up off her legs and saw his head come up over Davey’s. He had her sanitary pad in his hand. “Look, , I think this has gotta be one of those Kotex pad things.”
“Ohhh gross man, It’s got blood on it.”
Billy shoved it into Davey’s face.
“You fucker you, god dammit.” He rolled away from the pad, letting go of Lizzie and Billy reached out to shove the pad in Davey’s face. He half stumbles over Lizzie.
Lizzie thought she had another opportunity to run. Her jeans were still around her ankles so she couldn’t move her feet. Billy was still half over her and felt her move. But he saw she couldn’t move that well, so he kept taunting Davey. She began to feel this was a hopeless situation and tried to close her mind to all that was happening. This had to be the worst Saturday ever in the world.
“Come on Billy quit screwin’ around.”
“Why, your boner still gettin’ to ya.”
“Ya, but not as much now.”
She tried kicking her jeans off but Billy saw her and kicked in the thigh. “Stupid pussy girl, you can’t get away Billy through the pad into the bushes. “C’mon Davey, get back on and hold her still.”
Davey straddled her waist again and he started rubbing her breasts through her T-shirt. “Hey, I’m rubbin her boobs man.”
“Well fuckin’ big deal why don’t you take off her shirt and feel for real.”
“I can’t if I gotta hold on ta her.”
“Well don’t be such a dumb fuck. Just pull her shirt up from between your legs over her boobs”
Davey loosened his grasp a little and struggled at pulling her shirt up. Lizzie tried to fight again but this time Davey slapped he hard on her face. She became still again. She could feel the damp grass on her back. Tears began running down her face.
Billy began moving his hand over her hairy mound. “Fuck man, you think you got a boner you should see mine. Touching her pussy is makin’ me hard man, this is really weird, my boner almost hurts. I’m gonna try to fuck her.”
Lizzie hollered, “No, please don’t. Please let me go.”
“No way man, I may not get a chance like this ever again.”
“Ya, me neither. Both of us are gonna do ya, me an Billy.”
Billy kept was trying to figure out how to get her bra off and kept pulling. He would stop for awhile, then slide his hands under the material, rubbing her breasts roughly, making them sore. They were becoming irritated between his rough rubbing motions and the pinching of her bra when he pulled on it. She could feel Billy move up her body, straddling her thighs. “Hey, move your butt outa the way.”
Davey moved farther up her torso and was now straddling her rib cage and nearly covering her full warm breasts with his thighs.
Still straddling her legs, Billy moved farther up and rested his cock over her bush and started humping. “Get off her Davey, I wanna lay on top of her.”
“Do I gotta, I’m still trying to get her bra off a her so I can start playin’ with her boobs.”
“Just get off and do it quick, cause I’m gonna squirt and I wanna touch her tits when I do her.”
Davey got up and kneeled next to her. Billy lay over her body swearing at Davey, “You dumb shit, you ain’t got her bra off yet.”
He was so mad he grasped her bra between her breasts, pulling so hard he lifted her off the ground a little. The bra gave way and her torso plopped back to the ground. “Holy shit, boobs, real boobs. Oh man, fuckin’ AHHH!”
Davey reached out grabbing one of her now fully exposed breasts. Billy slapped his hand out of the way. “Let go fuck head, you had your chance.” Billy took both hands and started rubbing her already irritated breasts. “Oh man, this is great, I really dig feelin’ boobs.”
Billy positioned himself between her legs and rested his cock against her slit.
She could feel his cock head slide along her private area. He humped her pussy for a few minutes then stopped. He half moaned, “Oh god this feels fuckin good.” He started humping her slit again moving faster and faster. Davey continued to squeeze her breasts. She was getting really sore down there. His cock rubbing harshly against her clitoris, that spot that normally made her feel so good, hurt like hell.
“Please stop, pleeeeaaasssseee!” Her eyes in a complete blur from the tears.
“Fuck – pant – off, pant”
“Hurry up Billy, I wanna do her too.”
“Oh fuck, shut up, I can’t stop.” His heavy breathing changed to panting. He moaned again, “fuck me, this is great, its kinda warm and fuzzy, and kinda slippery, a lot better “n’ usin’ my hand.”
“Come on man get off, I wanna do it now.”
“Shut – puff – the – huff – fuck – pant, up – “
He was humping fast and furious. Within a few seconds Billy closed his eyes, laid his full weight on her and moaned. She could feel his cock throbbing and wetness flowing between the inside of her thighs and over her hairy mound. He lay there for a few seconds and she could feel his cock soften and shrink.
“Billy, what’s wrong.”
“Damn, it feels good man, and it really took my breath away. I finally fucked a girl.”
“What’s it feel like when you stick it in her hole.”
“What! Stick it in her hole?”
“Ya, stick it in her. Remember, don’t ya remember, yesterday I told you, I heard an older guy say your supposed get it in her hole between her legs.”
“I forgot I rubbed man and it felt really good.” He got up off her and pointed.
“I don’t see no hole between her legs, all I see is a slit and I heard guys say it makes you squirt – and I squirted.”
“Between her legs man, I think they mean up inside between, you know, there’s supposed to be a hole there.”
“Shit nobody never told me?”
“No, there’s gotta be a hole and I told you I heard someone say it yesterday.”
Billy got up off of Lizzie and kneeled next to her, looking a little dismayed. “Jeeze, I wanna see it and I wanna do for real then.”
Lizzie tensed up and tried pulling legs together. Billy tried pulling them apart again but each time he let go and she closed her legs together. “Would you fuckin’ stop that. Davey, help me pull her legs apart.”
Davey moved to the other side of her and grabbed her other thigh and they pulled her legs open. Billy looked down there and looked confused. “All I see is slit too, there ain’t no hole.”
Lizzie thought how long can this go on. When can I get away from them. She tried closing her legs again but they pulled them apart just as fast.
“Pull her slit apart, maybe her slit’s hidin’ it.” Their fingers spread her lips open, but it was near the top and even with the darkness in the park they couldn’t see much of anything, let alone a hole.
Davey moved down her slit a little farther and spread her open again. “Damn I don’t see anything, no hole no nothing, it’s too damn dark.”
“Slide your finger along the slit, maybe your finger will fall in.”
Davey started at the top of her slit and slid his finger down it’s length.
His movements were rough as his finger traced the folds of her slit with his dirty fingers. His finger moved over her clitoris. She winced, because the pressure he was using was too much for her sensitive already sore clitoris. He didn’t seem to notice. “There’s a little bump by the top of her slit, I think and no hole so far. Pussy’s are weird man’ it’s a kinda wet there, but it’s like sticky wet and it has all this weird bumpy like stuff.”
“Let me feel, move your hand.”
“No, not yet, I wanna find the hole.”
His invasive finger went deeper and farther down her folds finally coming to her urethra and it sunk in a little. “I think I found it man.”
“Right here,” jabbing his finger at her pee hole.
“Alllllrrriiggghhhttt man! I’m gonna do her again!”
“No way, you already tried, it’s my turn.”
“No, I’m bigger an’ older, what I say goes.”
“No fair, damn you shit head.”
“I’ll beat your ass, you little shit. It’s me again little fuck head.”
Billy lay down on top of her again.. He started rubbing and kneading her breasts again. He started pushing mostly flaccid cock at her but it wasn’t hard enough to do anything. He stopped moving and kept kneading her breasts. He tried kissing her but she kept moving her head and he got madder and madder.
Davey got impatient. “When you gonna stick it in and fuck her.”
“My cock won’t get hard.”
“Try stickin’ it in anyway, maybe it’ll get hard if you that.”
“I already tried that, shit head, you think I’m dumb or something.”
Billy made several attempts to push into her pee hole with his semi flaccid penis but got nowhere.
Davey finally got real mad pushing at Billy, “Get off damn you, let me try, cause my cock is hard.”
“Well shit, OK, maybe when you’re done, mine’ll get hard again.”
Billy got up and Lizzie tried to get up again. He shoved her back to the ground then to add insult her pinched her nipples hard. She let out a pained yelp.
“Stupid whore bitch, were not done yet.”
Davey took his place between her legs. He lay down on top of her and moved his hips back and humped forward hard. His cock head struck between her cunt lips but he was too high. “Ouch, shit that hurts.”
“Whataya mean it hurts.”
“When I tried to shove my cock in her hole it hurt.”
“How can it hurt?”
“I don’t know.”
“Maybe you’re doin’ it wrong.”
“I don’t think so. I heard this guy say you’re supposed to jab hard so ya can push a girl open.”
Lizzie, even though in pain, kept thinking about the absurdity of this entire thing.
Davey made several more jabs with the end of his little cock, hitting near her pee hole, then above, off to one side, then hitting her clit and making her wince and yelp in pain. “You musta cracked her open a little, you made her jump. Try again.”
He made several more jabbing attempts and at one point, the end of his cock did land directly on her pee hole but being too small for a cock there was no success in entering her.
“Damn, it ain’t workin’ and my cock is startin’ to get sore. I know you hold her slit open, and maybe I can see her hole and help you point at it.”
“Yeah, that might work.”
Davey raised up on his knees but his feet tangled with her jeans and panties which were still around her ankles and he almost fell forward on her. “Damn, pull her pants off they’re in the way.”
Billy moved to pull her jeans off with Davey still between her legs. The jeans and panties were bunched up so much, it became a struggle.
“Hurry up Billy my thing is gettin’ soft again.”
“You hurry up.”
“How can I, you ain’t got her stuff off yet.”
Davey got impatient again and lay back down on her. His legs slung back and one foot caught in her panties and sanitary pad belt which were still around her ankles.
“Shit.” He shifted his legs around and freed his foot from her panties. During his struggles his cock got a little softer.
Billy finally got her panties and sanitary pad belt out of the way and Davey repositioned himself on her again.
“Now my cock is gettin’ soft, dammit!”
“Well rub it on her slit maybe it’ll get hard again.”
Davey tried pressing his soft cock between her slit and started humping her. Even with the leftover cum from Billy making coating her slit, the pressure he was using on her was hurting her clit again.
Billy had moved to her side again and sat on one of arms and started rubbing one breast.
“Please stop, you’re both hurting me, I can’t stand it.”
Billy slapped her face hard. “Just shut the holy fuck up and let him get hard again.”
Lizzie’s eyes, already blurry from crying, began to cry more.
Davey’s cock recovered to its former stiff self as he humped at her slit. He got carried away humping faster and faster between her wet cum covered slit. He went crazy out of control with the slippery friction and tickling sensation caused by the soft moist folds of her cunt lips and silky soft pubic hair.
He began to hump with greater movement and at one point he pulled back to far and his cock slid down off of her and in his non stop humping move forward his cock head buried itself in the folds very close to her vaginal opening.
Lizzie winced and was prepared for his cock to shove into her warm insides. He hurt himself a little and really didn’t realize how close he was to the prized target.
He stopped for a second and laid his cock back between her slit. Because of his uncontrolled eagerness he forgot about looking for her hole and it was just a matter of seconds before a grunt came out of him. He shot his white gooey liquid all over her mound, tummy and down her slit.
“Oh man, Davey, you did it, you did it to her, what’s it like.”
In a disappointing tone, “No, not really, I didn’t really do her.”
“Whataya mean not really.”
“I didn’t do her dammit.” I was rubbing her and it felt so good I couldn’t stop until I squirted.”
“Get off her, I wanna try again.”
“Go ahead, try so maybe you can really do her.”
Davey moved out of the way and Billy took his place, aiming his cock at her slit.
He pressed his cock against her slit and tried to push into her. Again, like Davey, he was too high. He moved a little higher and pushed with no success. Then he aimed a little lower. She tensed as she realized he was very close to being in line with her vagina.
There was clock across the park chiming. It was sounding the ten o’clock hour.
Billy shifted and listened for a second. “Shit, its ten o’clock.’ he thought.
Billy somehow ended up with his cock in the right place and just as he was pushing in Davey grabbed Billy’s shoulders pulling him back.
“Why the hell did you do that!”
“Shit fuck, we gotta get home.”
“No, we can’t, we gotta do her, I wanna do her.”
“We’re supposed to be home at ten and the clock just rang ten.”
“So!” If we don’t do this now we might never get another chance to do it.”
“We will to, get to do it, don’cha remember we been hangin’ with Denise at school and she already let us touch her boobs. She said she thinks she might let us do her. We gotta go damit.”
“You know that this afternoon my mom said we would be grounded for a month if we stayed out past ten fifteen.”
Billy looked at Lizzie lying there, if he only knew how close he had come to the mark.
Still kneeling between her legs cock back in hand. He reached down and squeezed one of her breasts. He then aimed his stiff cock at her again pushed, but too high again. “Shit, almost dammit. He placed his hand one her cum covered mound and slid it downward. “Hey Davey, you wanna feel her one more time.”
“Sure, why not, but then, like I said, we gotta run. Davey walked over to her, knelt down and squeezed her breasts. He bent down to kiss her, but she moved her head. “Stupid bitch whore.” He grabbed her face and mashed his lips against hers. He then moved his hand to her wet pussy and rubbed it hard. “Yah man, I like the feel of pussy, even if Davey and I got gooey stuff all over it.” He wiped his hand on her bare stomach and laughed.
Billy slid his hand over her pussy and pressed a finger between her slit sliding it down her wet crotch. His finger came dangerously close to finder her hole but her stopped and moved his finger up to her pee hole. He pressed it hard into her urethra making her wince in pain. He wiped his wet hand over her breast and got up to join Davey. “Come back to the park again bitch whore and help us find your hole, cause I really wanna do you.”
They stood side by side staring at her lying there. She started to get up but stopped as Davey swung his foot back to kick her on the side of her thigh. “That’s for kickin’ me, bitch whore.”
Billy grinned then spit in her face.
As they faded into the darkness she pulled herself together, and put her clothing on. She half ran, half walked home. When she got home it was 10:30. She headed for her bedroom and started undressing to take a shower. She got her T-shirt off but she was mentally and physically exhausted. She lay back on the bed in and closed her eyes for what she thought would be a few seconds.
Lizzie woke up at two in the morning with a start. She had been dreaming about several large dogs and small boys chasing her, nipping and grabbing at her, trying to knock her down. She realized that her crotch was wet and raced to the bathroom.
The crotch of her panties and blue jeans were soaked with blood. Her mind had been so turned around by the days events that she had forgotten to get a new sanitary pad. She got into the shower staying there for over an hour. She dried off, getting a new sanitary pad and clean panties, then crawling back into bed.
It was cold outside, and she couldn’t find her coat. It seemed to be close but every time she got close to it, the coat would move a little farther out of her reach. At one point it was in her hands but it seemed to get ripped from her hands. She made a lunge toward her coat and fell flat on her face.
Her head was spinning, her hands feeling around, but her brain told her this wasn’t the ground, it was the floor. Her eyes opened, she realized that she was on the floor next to her bed. Her brother was standing there holding her blanket laughing at her. Ha, ha, ha! You’re pretty funny when you’re half asleep. You got nice tits too. Do they always look kinda red like that and how did you get all those scratch marks?”
Lizzie screamed and grabbed for a blanket to cover herself. She realized that she didn’t put her nighty on and she never wore a bra under her nighty. Her dorky brother had pulled her covers off and was staring at her while she slept. “You bastard, you pervert, how could you do that. Get out of my bedroom, now!”
He ran out of her bedroom yelling, “I told you I would see your tits sometime.”
She was angry with the world. Everyone is becoming weirdo perverts, even her brother.
She had overslept by several hours. It was nearly noon, the latest she had ever slept.
As she dressed herself she noticed that there were red splotches on her breasts. “Those bastards last night, they kept hurting me there. I hope those marks go away quick and the scratches from the dog – , why me?” Examining further she could see red marks and scratches around her crotch too. Davey and Billy had kept their pants on and the zippers kept digging into her and scratching her.
Lizzie dressed went down to the kitchen, made a sandwich and headed back to her bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes and stared mindlessly and blankly for minutes. She finally got off the bed, pulled her homework out of her back pack and started reading her biology book, eating as she read.