Message-ID: <6645eli$9803042027@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: "Sam-Hammer@usa.net" Subject: *New* Carol Brazil vs The Rape Gang--Ch.4 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: sam-hammer@usa.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; name="cb4.txt" Content-Disposition: inline; filename="cb4.txt" 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: <34FCCBB9.58D6@usa.net> ************************************ CHAPTER FOUR-the best laid plans... ************************************ Carol was back on the phone talking with Brandi. The only details she left out was about her pals father was feeling up her small ass and tiny cunt while his own son sat in the backseat. "Yep, so he's taking me to the dance after the big game." She could hear Brandi chuckling through the recevier. "Not bad, a pair of glassy eyes, a trembling lip and you have star of the football team wrapped around your little finger." The cute little teen snickered herself. "Naw, I had 'em wrapped around my finger since we six years old. Don't know why, but that big lug has always liked me." "Yeah, too bad he's gay. But that's not all I heard about Bubba." Carol hated hearing anything negative about her friend and could herself getting pissed again. "Like what?" "Like he has the smallest cock of any boy in the school. I hear he even waits till the rest of gym class showers before he takes his so they can't see him and his microcock. Poor guy! A huge black guy with a tiny cock, if I were him I'd be gay too." Carol screamed into the phone. "I don't care! I'm not a size queen like you! AND BUBBA IS NOT GAY!" The gymnast slammed the phone down in disgust. She was going to tell her best girlfriend about the size of her brothers cock, but she could forget it. After a second, her temper calmed as always and she called her back. "Brandi, what do I about Bubba?" There was a silence for a second as Brandi let friend suffer a bit. "HA! Runt. Stupid little virgin! I knew you'd call back." "Sorry." "I know! I know! what a big temper for such a runt. Now then, the answer is obvious. You gotta shock the boy. You gotta overwhelm his hormones till he's practically raping you. But you gotta make his little bitty dick hard first." "But how?" "Sneak into his room, strip off your clothes and be waiting for him buck ass naked in your moms high heels! If that doesn't work, nothing will." "Kinda obvious, isn't it?" "Exactly, shave your cunt too. As small as you are, it'll give that you that babydoll look. It'll drive him crazy." "My hair is already shaved off. That way it won't show when I'm in my gymnastics uniform. You sure it will work?" "Always worked for me. Trust me, he'll be buttfucking your virgin ass all night long." "Goodness! I..I'll try it. At this point I'm do anything." "Let me know if it works. I gotta go. I'm gonna try and get this boy called Mule. I hear his dick isn't that long but he's supposed to be thicker then any boy in school!" "Slut." "Cocksucking slut to you! Bye!" Carol hung up the phone. She set her alarm clock for midnight, stripped naked and began her exercises for gymnastics, stretching her taut body and trying to figure out her new behavior. Her mother had said something, but it wasn't very clear. Carol tried to think of her past meets and furture victories, but her mind riveted back to her sexual encounters. The teen dream concentrated on a handstand. Her well trained muscles held her firm and her mind drifted back to a scene with Alphonse Jones. Carol remembered the cornrowed hair and how Bubba turned down an offer from her to do the same to his hair. She also remembered the day he blocked her path. Without strain, Carol pivoted on her hands and spread her legs until they were perfect angles with her slim form. The strength of a champion showed as Carol began doing light pushups, while maintaining the handstand. It was a manuver she had mastered when she was still a pre-teen phenom. On her thirtieth push up, she began to grit her teeth. "I bet Alphonse would know what to do with me." came from her lips and she tumbled forward. Taking deep breaths, her body glistening with sweat, she took a moment to relax. Her mind drifted back to a little more then a week ago. What happened a week ago, she didn't want to dwell on. [ONE WEEK, A FEW DAYS] *** Carol was still smiling at the way, Latifah Jones and her crones made a path as she held Bubba's arm. Some mild trash talking as they passed, but nothing that would bother her and very few things ever seemed to upset her dino sized escort. A wistful sigh of unrequieted love escaped her lips as they parted ways till the rest of the day. If only he could walk her to class every day. But still only a small distance to go. "Darn it, where is everyone. Am I that late? I'm the only one in the hallway." Carol's eyes widened a second as she realized what hallway she was in. She had walked it too many times, been late too many times, but after what happened to Martha, she didn't want to be there at all A door swing from that bathroom froze her. Carol knew Martha Glug and what really happened in that boys room. The instant memory lashed at her mind and paralyzed her for a second. Long enough for the tall negro to step out and confront her. "Heyyy, Little Shorty, got time to talk?" Jones hands seemed to move in the pockets of his baggy pants. His plaid shirt was buttoned at the top but swung open. The school had cracked down on the simple bandana that spoke of gang colors. Carol knew what gang. Not interested in money or turf, the Dawgs just wanted one thing and the thought made her shiver with fear. She swallowed and tried to step aside only to be matched by Jones's own step. "No, I can't talk. I have to go to class. You should go too!" Once again, she tried to sidestep but stopped when he gripped her arm hard. "Owww, let go of me." Jones smiled and yanked hard on her arm trying to quickly toss her light body into the bathroom. He was surprised at her strength as she skidded away and twisting into the lockers with a metal clang. Jones quickness surprised her as he put an arm by either side of her shoulder and looked down on the junior miss. "Dammmmnn, Bay-bee, you a strong little shorty." Carol swallowed again and fought against her fear. She managed a quick snarl. "What do you want? Alphonse Jones." Jones pressed against her, intimidating the young teen. "You know what I want. What a waste, that fine ass of yours. I know Manchild can't hang wit you. Microcock is flamin' anyway." Carol turned her head and was repulsed by the feel of Jones's hand on her chin, snapping her face to meet his leering gaze. Carol's return was weak. "Bubba is more then that, I mean.." The teen hated herself for even speaking. She knew she didn't have to justify her friendship with anyone to the likes of Jones. Jones pressed her. "Awww, it's aw-ite. I been watching you. You spreading baby or you ready to spread. I can help you, Little miss gym champ." Jones lowered a hand to his crotch and gripped himself. He could see the way, she trembled and the way her eyes darted downward for an instant. "Yeah, Bay-bee, I'm a man, you a shorty and I can tell you're ready to burst ain't you?" Carol eyes did look down. The bulge wasn't overwhelming, but it didn't matter. Thoughts of Tommy Davidson's pecker appeared in her mind and a small bit of curiosity creeped through her. A tightening of her nipples and she felt a small shudder. She wanted to be taken, but not by the likes of a creep like Alphonse Jones. With a strength she didn't know she had, Carol pushed him back a bit, dropped her schoolbag and slapped Alphonse in a fluid motion, jerking his head to the side. Her voice was filled with acid. "You are scum. You're not fit to speak Bubba's name and you are less then dirt to me." What intimidated her more was the way Jones slowly turned his face back was the smile. It really did turn him on more when his prey showed some fight. "Mmmm, Little shorty got some spunk. Like that, it'll be even better when WE break you." Jones took another step to close the distance, but froze at the sound of an adult voice. "Am I disturbing something?" The voice was one that every student in Waddapole High school knew by heart. Vince Rodson, a good geography teacher, acting vice principal and now a godsend. The youngest Brazil sputtered. It must've looked like the two were in an embrace. "Yes...I mean NO! It's not what it looks like." Rodson eyes narrowed at Jones. "Of that, I am absolutely sure. Get to class Miss Brazil and try not to be late all the same time. I want to talk to Mr. Jones about the school attendence policy." Carol smiled to herself, sneered to jones and nodded to her teacher. "Yes sir. Thank you, sir. Right away sir." Carol always knew that Rodson was tough on her, but seemed to defer to her status as a campus sports star on a regular basis. Carol stooped, picked up her books and literally ran to class. ***[Present--Carols Room, 10:00pm] "Damn you, Jones. I won't give in to you. I know that." Carol said more to convince herself. After that incident and the one that followed with Jones, she felt needed convincing. Feeling tired, Carol remembered her plan and went to closet. Her white prom heels, and a long coat to hide her nakedness. A daring plan within a plan formed in her mind. Nothing that a rational person could consider, but a rational person didn't have to deal with an urge to be used by a rape gang or to a much lesser degree the constant harrasing of Latifah Jones. It all flashed through her mind in an instant. It could work, with a different Bubba Larren. She could beat both of the Jones's. One might be really easy, the other sibling would be a lot harder. But if it all worked, everything she wanted would come true. The young champion felt better about herself. 'This how I do things. I take control. I'm gonna stop Jones. For Molly Glug and for me.' The calm inner thoughts of peace still were compared to her awakening sexual nature. A quick shake to whisk such competing thoughts away and three quick blinks and the need for rest moved to her bed. Checking the alarm again, Carol Brazil relaxed and fell asleep. She had a lot to do that night. *******[MIDNIGHT******* When the alarm went off, she awoke with a start, instantly alert. She gathered her courage and set her plan in motion. Sneaking out of the front door, she went across the street into an open window. She went upstairs, but in the dark she lost her bearings. When she saw the light on from underneath a door, she was sure which room it was and went inside. Stripping off her coat, she put on her three inch heels and even applied lipstick in the darkness. As her eyes adjusted, she noted something was not quite right. When she heard footsteps she started to tremble and thought of running out before Bubba Jr. caught her. When the door knob turned, it was too late. The door opened and she saw the huge silohuette of her best pal The light clicked on and she saw with shock, that it wasn't Bubba Jr, But his father Bubba Larren Sr! "Well well well, what have got here?" The voice was deep and shook her a bit. As he walked toward her, she could see that he was wearing only pajamas bottoms. Instantly she knew where Bubba got his muscles. His father was as tall his son and his body rippled with thick slabs of sinew. "Carol! You little sneak!. Come to see my little boy eh?" The calm voice belied his true feelings. Always horny, he had been indulging himself in his favorite fantasy. The taking of a teenage tease who just happened to live across the street. It didn't matter that it would be statutory rape or she was his son's best friend. All that mattered was a gorgeous little teen was going to get her due and nothing was going to stop him. Carol normally smiled when she would hear the man refer to his son as his "little boy". But now, the little teen shook at the sight of the father advancing on her. She could tell that this man was different from any time he had seen before. The tiny wonder now recognized the look of male lust and she saw that best friend's father had that look now. The way he was walking was different, almost stiff legged. Her shining eyes drifted down and saw that his thin pajamas were already stretched out an obscene tent that stopped only a foot from little Carol. The mans eyes squinted like an old west gunslinger. "Sit up!" His voice was so commanding and Carol was so scared, that she obeyed him before she even thought about it. She sat up, holding the coat to cover her nakedness. "We'll have none of that!" He yanked the coat exposing her tiny gymnast body to the older man. She could see the leer of lust in his face, she wanted to run but froze as the man's big hands went for his snap. The small girl watched as the father struggled to drop his bottoms, when he managed to yank out his cock, her hand flew to her mouth as she gasped. "GEEZUS!! YOU'RE...YOU'RE HUGE!! IT...ITS SO BIG!!! IT...ITS SO FAT! IT...REALLY WAS ALL YOU!!!!" The little teen beauty was hypnotized by the sheer size of the fathers cock. Standing out ten inches long, the shaft, thicker then her wrist, even thicker then her teachers thick peg, was wider at the root then at the end of his shaft that ended with a cock knob as big as her fist. The shaft itself was darker then the man and showed patterns of discoloration from years of self-abuse. Below the thick cock root, fringed by his jet black curls was the fat wrinkly bag of his scrotum. It was covered by same kinky hair of his pubes and contained the largest testicles that Carol had ever seen. Great, bloated kidney shaped orbs, they shifted upward into his groin right before her eyes, nestling like a pair of goose eggs underneath the flexing cock. "Yeah it's was all me you gawddamn little tease." He moved closer till too fat ten inch prick was just inches from her face. "I've been beating off to your sexy little gymnast ass too long to miss out now." Quickly his hand shot out and grabbed her ever present ponytail. Carol felt the urge to open her mouth as he pulled her close till her smooth soft cheek was rubbing his fat cockknob. She tried to squirm away, but it only made her face massage his too thick cock even more. The mans deep voice bellowed above her as he pulled and yanked on her hair to get her to open her mouth. Her eyes were shocked wide open in fear and terror. This was the side of the man her mother warned her about. But other problem was that everytime he yanked at her ponytail, she would open her mouth. It was like she being trained to suck dick at the pull of her black mane. Everytime his baritone voice yelled at her, Carol could feel sparks explode from her tiny crotch. Carol felt torn between the same feelings blowing though her mind and natural female fear of such a large and aroused male speciman. The fear made her plead to him as the huge mushroomed head stroked off on her soft teenaged face. "STOP!! PLEASE STOP!! I CAN'T SUCK YOUR COCK! ITS TOO HUGE, ITS TOO FAT!" "YOU SQUEEZED IT TODAY!! YOU KNOW WANT TO! YOU KNOW WANT TO SUCK MY COCK AND YOU'RE GONNA DO IT RIGHT NOW!!" He pulled her head back again and the little girl went to grab his wrist to make stop jacking off on her face, but at the same time, he moved hand away her small palm was overfilled with thick black cock! The second her hand touched his shaft, she started pulling on it, she started to rub her face up and down the big black dick. Her other hand stopped fighting him and circled his cock as well. Like her brothers cock, she couldn't get her hand all the way around the thick monster dick and as she pumped him, she began to love the way she needed both hands to handle him. Her body shook again as he kept up the pressure. Her best friends father was enraged with lust. He had seen her grow up and had been teased by her perfect lithe form one too many times. Now his patience had payed off. It was clear she had resisted him at first, but now was giving in to her own youthful desires. "DO IT!! SUCK MY COCK, YOU LITTLE TANNED HONEYSLUT!! ADMIT IT!! YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!!" Carol squirmed her body and tilted her head. She looked up at her oral rapist and locked her eyes on his. The feelings that had simmered now rose to a boil. Carol made up her mind in an instant. "Yes Daddy. I...I want to suck you off and I want to do it good." Larren leered down at her, knowingly. He knew the little tease could not hold out for long. He quit jerking her head around, but never released his strong grip on her ponytail. He watched the little tease kiss his fat cock head six times and then bit by bit, her small mouth began easing him in. Carol, now having sucked a few cocks relaxed a bit, but found she just couldn't take any more then his cock head with gagging. He was just too big for her to handle. She kept coming up for air as his precum filled her mouth up so completely, she was constantly gulping to just keep up. "Its no good." Carol lifted her head and used one hand to wipe her soaked chin. "HUH?" "If you can't handle me, there is no way I'm gonna let you near my son. I better force you." With that, he pushed down on her head and forced another inch into her mouth. Carol could feel the head pop past her mouth and down her throat. Her nose flattened and she hammered against his thighs as he used her throat for a forced blowjob. He would grab the end of his cock and her head and mash the two together not caring whether the young girl could breathe or not. Carol thrashed around, but found she helpless as she kept coming closer and closer to his pubic hair. Her throat burned with irritation and showed his cock bulge every time he pushed her down. "Yeah! YEAH! THAT'S BETTER! NOW YOU'RE SUCKING A MAN'S COCK! USE YOUR TOUNGE YOU LITTLE BITCH USE YOUR TOUNGE AND KEEP SWALLOWING! I'M GETTING A LITTLE CLOSER." Carol thought she was gonna die as the man kept using her mouth and throat without regard to her comfort. The only thing was, the rougher he used her. The dirtier he talked, the more sparks came from her crotch, her tiny clit throbbed with pleasure as the father dominated her completely. In spite of the pain, in spite of the fact her lips were turned inside out everytime she she blew him, she shot out a hand and gently started squeezing his nutsack. Bubba Sr. couldn't believe the way the little darling could take such a brutal face fuck and still have the nerve to squeeze his balls. He watched as Carol, the teen beauty, choked time and again on his thick chocolate shaft. Her moaning, whimpering pleas, the way she used her tounge even as she was being orally raped was more then he could take. He threw his head and yelled, "SHIT YEAH!! I'M CUMMIN!! TAKE IT ALL YOU LITTLE COCKSUCKING SLUT!" "UBUBBUBA ULLMPH!! UBUBBUBA ULLMPH!! " "AT LAST! TAKE...AAAARGHHH!" The father unleashed a torrent of cum down the girls throat, it filled her belly and still he kept cumming! She tried to lift her head but the older man grabbed her by the back of the neck and held her in place sending an endless stream of thick white cum down her slender throat. Carol did her best to keep up, but it was no use, his cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged again. With her mouth filled with sperm, it backed up and flowed from her tiny nose in twin white rivers of semen that cascaded over her mouth and down her chin. When he finally lifted her head up, her face was a spermy mess. Little Carol, the wonder suck, felt like she passing out. The tiny cutie had now given in to a forced blowjob by her best friends father, she had even let him call her a slut, a cocksucker, even a little bitch and she didn't care in the least. It wasn't the way her mother raised her, but with the man's semi-erect monster cock still giving small lurches in front of her angelic face, Carol just wanted more. The last thing her smiling face remembered was a single burp of sperm that plastered her right eye shut before darkness washed over her. It wasn't the first time the older man had cum so much that he caused his lovers to pass out. He snickered to himself as he watched her slumber peacefully. "It took me eight years, but I knew I'd get to nail that little pussy sooner or later." *To Be Continued* -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |