Message-ID: <6647eli$9803042030@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: "Sam-Hammer@usa.net" Subject: *NEW* Carol Brazil vs The Rape Gang Ch.8 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="cb9.txt" Content-Disposition: inline; filename="cb9.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: <34FCCE2A.3CA3@usa.net> ******************************** Chapter nine--Destiny beckons [BACK TO PRESENT] ******************************** Little Carol snuggled up to the man who had just busted her cherry. The actual act was non consentual rape that had turned very consentual. She knew now that any fantasies she had about the older man would now have the spice of reality. "Now I know why Mom's so easy going lately." She sat up suddenly snapping her fingers. "And why she has been dressing so extra sexy. She's been..." Larren finished for her. "...coming over here so I can bang her at least twice a week. It seems that no can give it to her like I can so she slips over here and services me, if you know what I mean?" He snuffed his cigarette watching the little girl grimace over the smoke. "Now for one more good fuck and I think I'll let you at my boy." Now it was Carol's turn to smirk. She eyed the ten inch cock that was rock hard again. "I don't think so sir. You won't have the strength." Carol lunged for his crotch and wrapped both small hands around the shaft. She thrust her head down and licking like crazy, she sucked the fat head into her small mouth. Twisting her body she rubbed her crotch against the man leg while sucking him off. Larren could not believe the ferocity of the little dynamo. She was on the attack, stuffing more of his big cock into her small mouth then she was supposed to be able to take. The feeling was exquisite to the black man and he knew that Carol had already become the equal to her mother in the cocksucking department. He had planned to screw the youngster again, but was feeling his will beginning to slip as she sucked and jacked her best friends father trying to bring him off against his will. The black man grabbed her ponytail, trying to lift the pretty face that was now buried in his crotch. Carol felt sparks in her crotch every time, the man pulled her pony tail. It seemed like he was training her to suck cock by pulling on her long mane. He would tug and her mouth would automatically open further. "Damn your little ass, your making me cum too soon, stop so I can fuck you, you little minx!" The pintsized darling lifted her head for just a second before clamping her head back down on the fat cockhead. "You trained me too well, Mister Larren. Give it to me, Sir." "Damnit I can't hold back!" "Feed me, Mr. Larren, Feed me! " The first time the little honey had her head forced down by the her best friends father. She had no idea how to blow the big man. Now she attacked him with a frenzy, sucking what she could and jacking what she could not. The well hung old bull tried desperately to lift her head, pulling her ponytail again and again, but Carol loved the pulls, the feeling she was being used, yet also the feeling of power as she took what she wanted from the black man. She could sense victory as the precum flowed into her mouth, filling it and slickening her chin with the clear fluid. Bubba Larren Sr. had more then his share of pussy in his life and more blowjobs then he could count. But he had never faced the small bundle of fury that defeated him that day. He gripped her head with one hand, while the other picked up her bobbing pace. He threw his head back and let out a bellow. "AAAAAARGH!!! DAMN YOU TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL!" All at once he unleashed a steady of torrent of jism. He watched as his overflow filled her mouth and streamed from the sides of her mouth. Once more he was treated to the sight of his thick white cum as it backed up in her tiny baby like mouth and flowed in twin rivers from each of her small nostrils. Still, Carol would not quit sucking, would not quit jacking nor rubbing her childlike cunt against his leg until her orgasm burst from her crotch. The old man collasped and sank backwards but Carol kept licking him, not caring that his sperm now soaked her nose as well. When she finally lifted head her to catch a breath, they were both panting for air. She back on her haunches, tucking small feet beneath her arse and lifted her hands like she claiming another gold medal in gymnastics. "I win, Mr. Larren, I win!" Carol beamed her spermy smile. "Yeah dammit, you beat me fair and square." The bull was a little miffed but he knew he couldn't get his dick up now if he used a crane. Carol reached down and pried her heels from her feet, stretching her tiny peds. "Now can I go see your son?" Larren smiled to himself. The little gymanst was persistant. "Yeah, go to him. But I better warn you, get ready for disappointment." Carol's smile left immediately. "What do you mean, Mr. Larren?" The father's face turned a little grim. "I went into his room the other night and saw a book full of male bodybuilders. I think he might be um ... well.." Carol frowned. She didn't want to believe all of the stories, but it was true that she was the only girl he had ever been linked to. He could have his pick of any girl in the school and yet he stayed with the 4'9" 70 pound pixie. She hung her head down and picked up her long overcoat to hide her nakedness. "Great, just great. What am I gonna do?" Mr. Larren never even bothered to hide his nakedness. He tweaked his long penis and saw no signs of life. He stroked his chin, watching Carol use his bedsheet for a towel to clean up her messy face. "Well, there is one way I can think of. If not, well, he's still my son and I won't give up on him even if he turns out to be a punk." The little gymnast rubbed her feet, still not used to wearing the highheel sandals. "What can I do, Mr. Larren?" "You have to appeal his to his manhood. For some reason, he always taken a liking to you. Never minded it myself, seeing that perfect little bod of yours prancin' 'round here." After two blowjobs and a cherry taking fuck, little Miss Brazil still actually blushed at the compliment. "Thank you, sir." The old black stud reached for a cigarette. "You have anything you can tell him, maybe make him jealous. Maybe make him horny?" "I don't know about horny, but jealous? I didn't tell him what happened to me cuz I didn't want to him tear these guys apart and get in trouble or worse because he is so gentle. I'd hate it if he lost any scholarships cuz of me." Larren took a puff from his cigarette, then reached under his matress for a secret flask of whiskey. "Just tell him what happened, don't worry about anything else. He's big enough to care of himself....And one more thing." Carol had almost made it to the door. "Yes sir?" "Honey, you go in there and whatever it takes, turn my boy into a man!" Carol put the long coat on, checked her high heels and opened the door. "Sir, I'll do my best!" *To be Continued* -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |