Message-ID: <14769eli$9808281619@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: kristen78@aol.com (Kristen78) Subject: "Juvenile Delinquents" by Kristen (mf,ff,mm,orgy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998082605374500.BAA25365@ladder03.news.aol.com> Archive name: natalie.txt (mf,ff,mm,orgy) Authors name: Kristen Kathleen Becker Story title : Juvenile Delinquents (c) Copyright August 1998 -=*=- The only thing I ask is that you don't remove my name from my work, and that you don't make any changes to my story. Otherwise do what you will. -=*=- Juvenile Delinquents by Kristen Kathleen Becker Stroke-Fiction is the only safe sex one can experience outside of a loving monogamous relationship. Therefore my offering to those mature minds. Forgive my insincer- ity. Kisses Kristen Natalie Bradshaw was a juvenile delinquent. At least that's what her mother called her all the time. She didn't mean to get into trouble, it just seemed to happen to her. Maybe it was the friends she hung out with; like her Mom kept saying. But she liked Livia and Brad, and she wasn't going to stop seeing them just because her mother wanted her to. As the 17 year-old stood looking out the window pouting over her confinement, she thought about her friends, wondering what they were doing. Being grounded again was beginning to irk her. It seemed to Natalie that she was always in trouble. So why fight it? Why not ignore the consequences and have some fun? she thought. Natalie's eye's shown with a defiant inner fire as she looked back over her shoulder at the bedroom door. A thought just seemed to pop into her head, she knew it was wrong, but she didn't really care; she wanted to have some fun. Turning thought into action, the young girl slipped through the door and quietly descended the stairs, and snuck out the front door. On the way out, Natalie stopped in the hall and rifled her Mother's purse, taking the $40 and change as "ex- pense" money. It occurred to her that if she left a $20 behind it might cover up the theft, but she knew it wouldn't. And what the hell, she might as well take it all and enjoy myself while she could! Natalie was a pretty teenager, she had natural grace, and a beautiful face. Her long brown hair seemed to always take a cut perfectly, and her body had all the right curves. She knew that she could get her way with guys because they wanted her, and in the past, she hadn't hesitated to use her body to get things she wanted from them. Besides, she liked having sex. It felt wonderful, and why shouldn't she use her natural assets to get ahead? She smiled at the thought, and wondered what her Mom would think if she knew some of the things she had done. - A short walk down the block and around the corner and she was standing in front of Livia's house. Livia was in trouble too, and just as grounded as Natalie. She cautiously crept up to her friend's house; and stand- ing under the tree beneath Liva's bedroom window, she threw a handful of small pebbles, hitting the window. A moment later, the familiar face of her friend peered down at her. Natalie liked her friend's face; it was always smiling that secret smile and Livia was nice to look at too. She had flame red fly-away hair, and an Irish country girl's looks. Her most wonderful feature, Natalie thought , was her beautiful clear green eyes. That had been what she had noticed first about Livia when they had first met at school. Now they were best friends and shared everything. Natalie jumped, as she was brought back to the present and when the window made a scrap- ping noise as Livia pulled it open. "What are you doing here? Aren't you grounded too?" she asked in a loud whisper. "Yes I'm grounded, but I'm tired of being in trouble, and I've decided to go into town and have some fun. If I'm in trouble and grounded, what more can they do to me if they catch me?" Natalie smiled up at her friend with mischief in her eyes. Livia knew what her friend wanted. She wanted a partner in crime, and Livia quickly calculated the extra pun- ishment she would receive for ignoring her "grounded" status, and decided to join her friend. The decision made, Livia climbed out onto the over- hanging limb that nearly touched her window and grasped it, carefully climbing out on it, then down the trunk. Brushing herself off, Livia giggled joyfully at the excitement of escaping her punishment, even if it was just for a little bit. The girls ran away from the house -- skipping and laughing they made their way to the Cartwald Street subway entrance. The beauty of living in Queens Borough was that they were only 30 minutes away from downtown New York by subway and they usually made it into town at least once a week. They liked to cut school and go in on a week day. It made them feel so grownup to go into the city on their own. "Should we call Bradley, do you think?" Livia asked. Natalie knew that Brad and Livia had become lovers and it irritated her a little. It wasn't that she was real- ly jealous or anything, she'd had sex with Bradley when they were in the sixth grade, and had done other things with him too. It was just that their involvement with each other tended to exclude her, and Natalie didn't like that at all. "If you want to, give him a call," she said, half- heartedly. Livia ran over to the phone on the wall and called her boyfriend, giggling all the time she was talking to him. Natalie looked on with patient-disgust written all over her pretty young face as her friend made a fool of herself over the boy. Bradley showed up on the station platform about two minutes before the train pulled in. Natalie was disap- pointed that he'd made it in time, but resigned herself to the fact that he would be coming with them. As she watched Livia and Brad snuggle in the seat across the isle from her, Natalie thought that it might be fun having him along after all, and began to make plans for a fun afternoon. 'We'll see how much the little man can take,' she thought, glancing over at the love- birds. They got off at the 44th Street station in one of the seedier parts of town. Livia asked, "Nat, are you sure this is where we want to get off? This is a pretty rough part of town." Natalie smiled confidently at the worried young couple and said, "Sure! I have some fun in mind, and this is the best place for it. I wanta' check out some of these adult stores before they close 'em all up. This may be our last chance to see them, you know they passed some laws to close them up pretty soon. I've always wanted to find out what they're all about, haven't you?" Brad looked interested, but Livia looked a little doubtful, then smiled at her friend in excitement as she thought about the opportunities this little esca- pade might offer. She had heard about these sex shops and was curious abut the "adult toys" they had to offer. 'This might be fun after all,' she thought. The three teenagers walked down the darkened street; tall buildings blotting out the sky above, giving the impression that they were in perpetual twilight. The glittering signs-of-sin shown from the darkened windows promising all kinds of sexual experiences. The young girls were skipping and laughing as they pulled Bradley between them into one of the stores with a huge red sign over the door that announced "XXX SEX XXX" and paintings of women with little or no clothing on. They quieted down as they entered the dark, dank store. There was a hush about the place, and a smell of mold, and something else. Natalie sniffed the air, trying to identify the odor. She was excited about entering this adult world of sex and sin, it made her heart race, and a fine sheen of sweat appeared on her skin. Livia and Natalie held hands as they cautiously prowled deeper into the nether-regions of the huge old store. Bradley walked nervously behind the girls. "Can I help you!?" The girls jumped at the unexpected voice. Up until then, the only sounds in the store were undefined murmurs and muffled noises. Without any warning, there was a little wizened man standing behind them with an accusing look on his wrinkled old face. Natalie screwed up her nerve and said, "No thanks mister, we're just looking." She was a little shocked that her voice sounded so small and childlike, when she had intended that it sound full of adult authority. "Let me see I.D., 'cause you don't look old enough," he growled, glaring at them. "Give us a break will yah? They're gonna close your place up in a few weeks anyway. Here's 20 bucks! Just let us look around for a bit. That's all we want, just to see what all the fuss is about," Natalie said, speaking much louder this time. The little man looked at the kids for a moment, looked at the $20, then shrugged and walked away. Livia and Natalie gave the cheerleader jump, giving each other the high-five and quietly squealed in de- light. They had gained entrance to this private adult world, and it was exciting! What would happen next? What was in this dirty old store, they wondered? The teenagers walked down the entrance aisle, looking into each alcove. The first one had sex videos on racks lining the walls, the next little alcove was full of books. Then Livia shouted in glee as she saw the area with adult toys. They all investigated the different things that adults needed to get themselves off. It was interesting, but Natalie quickly became bored with the sex toy tour and wandered farther into the building, leaving Livia and Brad in the "toy room". As she walked hesitantly into the back-most region of the store, she noticed on the back wall was a line of doors. She could hear muffled noses coming from some of them. Curiosity won out over fear, and she quietly crept up to a door and put her ear to it to listen. She could hear a man's voice saying something, but couldn't make out what he was saying. But she could hear some grunting going on between whatever was being said. The teenager moved to another door and listen. She couldn't hear anything behind this door. Looking up she noticed that there was a little sliding sign that said empty, and if she pulled it to the left the word "full" was exposed. Being a bright girl, she quickly figured out which booths were full and which were empty. After listening at each door with the "full" sign showing, she realized that every room that was occupied was so, by a man. She wondered what they were doing behind those doors. She realized that she wanted to know. That the whole situation was making her sexually excited. 'How odd,' she thought. She opened the door to the end booth and stepped in. The first impression was the smell. It smelled like unwashed bodies. Or more accurately, unwashed male bodies. It reminded her of boys' basketball practice after a couple of hours of hard court time. Having been a cheerleader for her high school team, she'd been around her share of sweaty jocks. But there was another smell, and that is what excited her, the smell of males; and more specifically, a male's sperm. She reached out in the dim light from the hole cut in the ceiling and touched the wall in front of her to gauge the space she was allotted. Natalie jerked her hand back when she felt something sticky and cold against her fingers. Her normal reaction was: 'If you couldn't see it, then smelling was the next best thing.' The teenager brought her fingers gingerly to her pert little nose, and pulled a face when she realized what she had sticking to her fingers. Natalie had guessed that men came in these booths to 'get off' but until faced with the evidence, she hadn't realized how it was done. She stood there holding her sticky fingers in the air and wondered what must have just happened in this dark booth only a little while ago. Unconsciously, she rubbed her fingers together feeling the slimy feeling of a strange male's cum between her fingertips. As Natalie was wondering if it was safe to sit down she noticed that there were panels in the walls. One on the side where the seat was, and one in the back wall. It looked like there were coin slots with built-in locks holding each door closed. Steeling herself, Natalie wiped the sticky fluid off her fingers by rubbing them on the hem of her dress. Once her fingers were somewhat clean, she reached into her purse and pulled out the four quarters that the little sign above the booth had said would be needed and dropped them in the slot above the door on the back wall. The door opened upward and behind it was an opening about 10 inches across, and light streamed through brightly. Natalie blinked at the sudden glare, then lowered herself onto the seat and looked through the hole in the wall. She was shocked at what she saw! On the other side of the wall was a good-sized room with women wearing hardly anything at all. She could see that they would walk over to a hole in the wall and after taking money they would either bend over and put their bottoms against the hole or kneel down and take a waiting man's erect cock in their mouths. Natalie hadn't known what to expect, but this sight was beyond her imagination. She was surprised even more when a young-good looking man entered the room and went over to a hole, and after taking some money he kneeled. For a moment, Natalie could see some man's cock stick- ing through a hole, then it disappeared as the young man sunk his mouth over the waiting shaft. All these unimagined scenes were having an effect on Natalie. She felt intense sexual excitement, and al- ready needed a release so badly it was almost an animalistic thing. She quickly looked at the door to make sure it was securely closed then pulled her dress up and panties off with one thought in mind, to "get herself off", and quickly. At that moment, a little tinkle bell rang and the side panel dropped beside her, making her jump nervously. Natalie was frightened by this intrusion into her dark little world, when she heard a harsh whisper, "Hey man, how about it?" It was obvious that this person wanted another man to give him a blowjob? Natalie sat there with her under- wear on the floor at her feet, looking at the hole beside her. She couldn't see through to the other side, but she could hear the man's ragged breathing as he waited for an answer. Natalie's eye's widened as the man's erect cock poked through the hole. It was very erect, and seemed very large compared to what she was used to. She contem- plated the man's column for a few moments then, in true "Natalie fashion," threw caution to the wind and bent over and backed her firm young bottom up to the stran- ger's quivering shaft. She heard the man groan when she grasped his member in her hand to position him at her pussy. Natalie knew what she was doing was totally stupid, but she defiant- ly went ahead and placed the man's cock-head at her opening and pushed backward. He slid easily into her. Natalie could here a surprised gasp from the man in the next booth as he sunk into her to the hilt. She smiled to herself, 'This guy was get- ting quite a bit more than he bargained for,' she thought, an impish smile of satisfaction on her pretty face. Her new sex partner didn't waste any time, as he began to frantically pound away against the wall of the booth. Natalie was surprised at the violence of the man's thrusts. 'He must of not had sex in a long time,' she thought. She held herself tightly against the hole, bent at the waist. 'This is wonderful,' she thought to herself. She could finger her clit while this man stimulated her insides. But just as she thought that, the man in the next booth groaned loudly and jammed himself as hard as he could into Natalie's soaked pussy-cave. The young girl had had enough experience with males to know what this man was going to do, so even though she wanted more, she jumped away from his pumping cock and watched as the first string of white cum shot across the booth to 'splat' with a liquid sound on the opposite wall. Natalie watched as the man discharged two more jets of semen in diminishing amounts into her booth. Then his slime-coated cock disappeared and Natalie was left alone with the smell of the sex they'd just had. She was so worked up now she just knew that she would explode if she didn't have her own orgasm soon. She sat down on the booth seat and started to rub her swollen clit again. All she wanted now was an orgasm, she knew that it would be intense, and felt it rising fast. She began to think about the cock that had just used her, and her massage increased in speed. "Natalie, where are you....? Nat?" It was Bradley. Damn it! She heard a scraping noise against her door, and Natalie was thrown off her rhythm. She heard her neighbor leaving his booth, and heard him say in a gruff voice, "She's in there kid." Then the door swung open. Natalie looked up into Brad's inquiring face. He looked nervous and scared, and wrinkled his nose at the smell in the booth. Natalie sat there with her legs still spread and her hand over her pussy as if frozen in the act. But what was really running through her mind was what would happen if she followed her urge and screwed her best friend's boy- friend. 'Hell,' she thought, 'I've fucked Bradley before, even if it was years ago, why not again?' Natalie reached up and pulled Brad into the booth with her by the front of his T-shirt. "Hey Nat, what the hell are you do...." She yanked his fly open and reached into his underpants in one motion. The boy's words choked in his throat as he felt Natalie's fingers explore his instant hard-on. He could barely breathe; every move Natalie made shot wonderful feelings through his entire teenage body. The door opened again and the outside light shown on Bradley's half-naked body. Natalie looked up distrac- tedly and realized that she had been caught by Livia. But the storm of hurt and hateful words that she ex- pected to be thrashed by never came. Instead Livia stepped into the booth, shutting the door behind her. Natalie accepted her good fortune and continued to work on Bradley's rigid pole. After a moment, she felt Livia sink down into the seat next to her. Natalie could hear her best friend's shallow breathing as she pulled Bradley over, guiding him to her aching pussy. He bent at the waist, his face pushed down between Natalie's thighs. He knew what was expected from him, and began to lap at his girlfriend's girlfriend. Bradley had always wanted another session with Natalie, he remembered the sex they'd had that one time in the sixth grade. Natalie had been his first, and he'd fan- tasized about her often when he was alone with his hand, or even sometimes when he and Livia where doing it. This was too much for him to handle. And here he was sucking Natalie's juicy cunt while his girlfriend watched! Livia had decided that it would be fun to watch, be- sides she wasn't the jealous type. Actually, she liked Nat better than Brad anyway, and it was exciting to watch her friend's almost naked body in the throes of passion. She reached up under Brad's chest and grabbed his nuts and squeezed. Brad moaned into Natalie's pussy as his girlfriend pul- led and gently squeezed his tightening balls. Natalie felt her orgasm rising again; it flashed into life as she felt Livia's hand pull the top of her blouse down and place her soft wet lips at a nipple. Natalie bucked -- her body as tense as a live wire. A wonderful joy filled her mind, surging between her cunt, that incredibly sensitive nipple and the face pushed between her legs. It was beyond description! Bradley's face was forced deeper between the girl's legs as someone from behind the wall shoved something soft, yet hard, into his exposed behind. Brad had been bracing himself against the back wall because of the lack of room. He hadn't realized that his butt was pushed tightly against the hole facing the big room. Unbeknownst to any of the teenagers in the booth, the young man on the other side of the wall had noticed the ass pressed against the hole and figured it was an invitation. He'd done what he'd been wanting to do for days. Heck he didn't even want payment, he just wanted to fuck a tight gay ass for a change. Brad's eye's shot open as the young man jabbed him from behind. Brad couldn't move, he was bent over with his face jammed in Natalie's pussy, and Livia had a tight hold on his nuts. He couldn't believe the instant pain that invaded his body. The pain was so intense it was almost sexual. In fact, the combination of the invading cock, and Livia's ball massage pushed Bradley over his orgasmic edge and he began to spurt his cum onto Natalie's smooth tan legs. Brad couldn't move for a few more moments. His cum was just too strong, just too intense, he couldn't breathe right. Then as the man from behind emptied himself into Brad's anal canal, he sprang to life, pulling himself away from the man's gay blade. He stood up straight just as Livia slid off the seat beside Natalie and engulfed Bradley's still rigid shaft with her mouth. Livia sucked whatever was left from Bradley, eagerly bobbing over his manhood enjoying the show she was giving her friends. Unfortunately for Natalie, the young man who had in- vaded Brad's nether regions wasn't done cumming when Brad had stood up, so poor Natalie could do nothing in the confined space but watch as the man gushed shot after shot of his hot white semen onto her dress. She looked down at herself and saw that she was a complete sticky mess...man-cum all over her legs, hands, and now her dress. 'Boy,' she smiled to herself, 'It sure is going to be a shame when they close these sex stores down! Then another thought occurred to her. It didn't really matter to her if they did, because she was going to be grounded for the rest of her life anyway. She sighed in resignation. -=*=- Thank you "Professor" Stephen for your wonder proof reading services. (c) 1998 Kristen Kathleen Becker - Kristen078@Hotmail.com ______________________________________________________ -=*=- "You'll find that many of the things we hold to be true, are only that, from a certain point of view." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----