Parasite, Chapter 1
by wetfly6969
"Ammari, I do not understand why it is you who must go."
"I told you, Azera, I'm the leading entomologist in this region and this is something never before seen. It is a very unique specimen and I must be the one who studies it."
"Why can't they just send it to you? I don't like it when you must leave. When will you return?"
"I should be home in a few days and the reason they can't send the specimen is that the creature is still inside the host. I am told the host will die if they remove it."
"I do not like the sound of that at all. Is it dangerous?"
"I'm not sure, my wife, but I will be careful. Now no more questions, I must hurry."
"Will you wait until Neeta gets home from school?"
"There is not time. My flight leaves in two hours and I must stop by the lab first."
"She is getting another Student of the Month award in school on Friday; will you be home for that?"
"I do not know, but I will try," he said kissing his wife as he hurried outside to the waiting cab.
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"Doctor Razan, the patient is through here," Lee Chang, the regional physician, said opening the heavy glass doors. "We have her in isolation."
The slender blond woman was non responsive and her pupils were fully dilated. Her pulse was weak; her breathing shallow and her blood pressure was very low.
"How long has she been in a coma?"
"We had to put her in a chemical coma to control her four days ago. She had been sedated but even at a dosage high enough to tranquilize a horse, she was still fighting against her restraints and acting, well, as if she was possessed or something. The vulgar language she used and the obscene gestures... , well, let's just say it was very disturbing."
"Where are the scans? I'd like to see them."
"Over there," he motioned, heading toward the cabinet. "I've never seen anything like this before. It reminds me of some type of mutant scorpion but it's smaller with odd frontal appendages," Chang stated handing him the folder.
"Thank you Doctor Chang. Allow me a few moments to examine them," he said pulling out the chair to sit. X-Rays, CT scans and MRIs were conducted and a good 3D image of the creature was presented, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
The organism was attached to the woman at the brain stem with numerous tendrils veining throughout her body. Most were centered inside the brain but three very pronounced arteries emitted from the center of the creature and meandered throughout her body like a root system. One, located at the base of her esophagus, had a small bud about the size of the tip of a swab, a second, with a much larger bud, was situated just outside of her cervix and the last was positioned inside of her rectum.
The bizarre life form had an abnormal tube from the back of the abdomen which extended outward, breaking the surface of the skin perhaps used for breathing. It appeared to be approximately three or four inches long and as thick as his thumb.
"We also discovered a nest of larva inside her uterus," Doctor Chang added, handing him another file with similar scans. "These look more like grubs and were pretty active when we first found them but they haven't moved in several hours.
"Do you think they were affected by the sedatives?'
"I don't believe so or the, um, mother would be affected as well. Over the last few days their movements slowed until yesterday when they stopped moving completely. It's almost as if they starved to death or something."
"Can it be removed?"
"No, it's too risky. It would mean certain death for Mrs. Sharp if we attempted to remove it."
"I don't see another way. You can't keep her in a coma forever if she's been here already for a week with no sign of improvement."
"Her husband is in the lounge waiting for word, but I don't know what to tell him. The poor guy hasn't left the hospital since she was admitted."
"If I get his permission, can you safely remove it without causing harm?"
"I already told you that she will surely die."
"I was talking about the specimen."
"I'm, uh not sure, but I won't risk a human's life for an insect."
"We'll have to see about that. Now, where is the husband?"
"Mr. Sharp, I'm so very sorry to hear about your wife," he began, extending his hand to greet the grieving husband.
"Are you a doc?"
"Yes I am. I'm a specialist in the field."
"Thank God, finally someone who knows what they're doin'," he said in a thick Southern drawl.
"What can you tell me about this, uh, insect?"
"I didn't even know she had that thing 'til they showed me them X-Rays."
"So you never saw anything like it before?"
"Nope, never. We're just simple farmers and nothing like this has never happened before."
"Is there any idea where she came into contact with this thing?"
"Nope, none."
"Please, Mr. Sharp, this is very important. Try and think about anything unusual that may have happened recently."
"Well, now that you mention it, there was a big rock that Barbara found out behind the house. It never was there before and I think it was a meteor or something. It was 'bout the size of a baseball and had a funny color. Oh, and it kinda glowed in the dark."
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm talking about. When did she find it?"
"'Bout three or four weeks ago."
"When did she start acting funny?"
"'Bout three weeks ago I guess."
"This is very important, Mr. Sharp, but could you please tell me everything that she did that was unusual. Anything at all."
"Well, the one thing that stands out is that she, um, wanted to make love a lot more."
"A lot more? More than usual?"
"More than we have in the past three years, all in about two days. I, um, couldn't, you know, give her what she wanted. I'm a forty-year-old man you see and I can't perform like I used to when I was younger."
"No one's judging you, sir. I just need to know all that I can about what happened. Where's this rock she found?"
"I gave it to our daughter, Becky. She likes to collect strange rocks and has lotta funny lookin' ones. She liked it a lot 'cause it glowed at night."
"Is she home? Could she bring the rock to me so that I can examine it?"
"She ain't home and even if she was, she's only thirteen and can't drive yet."
"Is she staying with relatives? Maybe one of them could bring it."
"Didn't they tell you? She's missing. Ran away almost three weeks ago and I ain't got no idea where she is."
"Was she displaying any unusual behavior before she ran away?"
"Yea, she was acting all loopy like her mother was but I only thought she was just makin' fun of her. Becky's a good girl and never done nuttin like this before. Hell, she ain't never had no boyfriend but just before she left, there was a lotta boys coming over to the farm lookin' for her. I didn't like that none and ran 'em off with my shotgun. Next thing I know, Becky's gone just like her momma."
"Did Barbara run away also?"
"Yea, 'bout a day before Becky took off. She was gone 'bout two weeks 'fore they found her."
"Where did they find her?"
"An alley way in the black part of town. Them animals should be shot for what they done to her. I don't know what they did, but her mind ain't been right no more and she had three kinda VDs when they brought her to the hospital. I can only pray she ain't got that AIDS stuff."
"Mr. Sharp, has the doctor explained anything to you?"
"Like what?"
"We need to remove the parasite from your wife. It's slowly killing her and there isn't a way to remove it without killing one or the other."
"Then kill the damn thing! I just want my wife back."
"That's the problem, Mr. Sharp. I need the organism alive, to study it and find out what it is and where it comes from and what it's doing inside of your wife."
"What will happen to my wife?"
"Once we remove it, there's a very good chance your wife won't survive."
"You're asking me to let you kill my wife?"
"No, Mr. Sharp. I'm asking for your permission to help advance science and further the development our medical studies."
"I won't kill my wife!"
"She's dying anyway. And think about Becky. Isn't she important to you?"
"What do you mean? Of course she is why would you even ask somethin' like that?"
"If I could study the creature, alive, I could find out how it works and what it's doing inside the host and better yet, how to stop or control it. That would be very helpful for Becky," he said reaching into a folder. "Here are the consent forms to sign."
Staring down at the extended paper he felt tears welling in his eyes. "I don't know, Doc. She's my wife."
"Not anymore. Whatever that thing turned her into isn't your wife anymore. Her brain has been infected by this thing and even if she survives the removal, I don't think she will ever be your wife again. Could you live with her like that? Could you live with yourself knowing that you could have saved your daughter but didn't? There's irreparable damage done to your wife and I can only fear that your daughter will suffer the same fate if something isn't done quickly to save her."
"Can you save my Becky, Doc?"
"I don't know, I can't promise you that. But I can guarantee that I can't save her if I'm not able to take the creature back to study it in detail."
"There's nothing they can do for Barbara?"
"I'm afraid not. The damage is too severe and she won't survive the removal. But her sacrifice will better ensure your daughter's survival. Her fate is in your hands, Mr. Sharp. Make the right choice and save your daughter or you may regret it for the rest of your life. You've already lost your wife to this creature, don't lose your daughter too!"
Wiping the tears from his eyes he took the papers and looked them over. Sighing deeply he groaned as the doctor handed him a pen. "Where do I sign?"
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"AZERA! What are you doing here?"
"I am here to see my husband," she said setting the large basket on the counter. "You have been back from Kansas for six days and you have been home only twice and that is only to shower and to sleep. You cannot work like that, Ammari. It is not good for you, or for us."
"I have much work to do, I cannot be disturbed and you shouldn't have brought Neeta."
"She misses her father. Come, let's eat and you can tell me all about this great find that has stolen my husband from me."
"Azera, please. It is not safe for you and Neeta to be here."
"You told me it was not dangerous. Is it?"
"I am not sure. It is an amazing discovery and unlike anything I have ever seen. It definitely is not from here."
"Is it from Africa or South America?"
"No, a lot further than that. I do not believe it is from our world. The DNA isn't found on Earth and its genome is completely unknown. It has intelligence and seems to be trying to communicate with me but I don't understand what it's trying to say."
"Ammari, a talking insect? Come my husband, people will think you have gone mad if you say such things."
"Daddy, what kind of bug is this?" Neeta asked shaking the glass holding container.
"NEETA! Put that down immediately! That's not to be played with!"
"But you always let me see your bugs," she said watching the multiple legs moving against the glass.
"This is not an ordinary bug," he said grabbing the container from her. "I am studying it and you must never touch it!" He added putting it high upon a shelf.
"Why not? It's funny looking."
"Because I said so. Now run along and help your mother with the food. After we eat, you two must leave immediately. I am very busy."
"Is this the thing that so fascinates you, Ammari?" she asked stepping closer to the jar. The dark, gangrene-colored creature lunged at her, striking the glass and falling onto its back. "It is not very friendly."
"That's what I'm trying to tell you, Azera, it may be dangerous, I do not fully understand everything about it. They discovered it inside a woman and..."
"Wait, what do you mean inside a woman? What was it doing inside of her?"
"It had attached itself to her brain stem and had tendrils throughout her brain and body, controlling her muscular movements, speech, thoughts, and every one of her glandular systems. There were other tendrils, much larger, that ran throughout her body that I only recently found what the purpose was."
"Ammari, you are scaring me."
"I know, Azera that is why I have spent so much time away from home and why I did not want you to come here.
"What exactly is it?"
"An alien life form, one unlike anything ever seen before."
"An alien life form?!? Wh ... what does it want?"
"I'm not sure, but I do know what it was doing. It's like a parasite feeding from the host."
"It was eating the woman?"
"No, not exactly. It's using her to gather the nutrients it requires."
"I don't understand."
"The tendrils I told you about were located in very specific places which lead me to believe they were there for a particular reason. To test my theory, I gave it what I thought it required and was amazed by what I saw."
"Ammari, I still do not understand."
"Semen, Azera, I placed a sample of semen in the jar to see what would happen and within seconds, the organism had consumed it all. Every drop and then it circled around the containment jar as if looking for more."
"Semen? Where did you get semen?"
"It was my own sample."
"You, um, put your semen into a jar with a space creature? Why would you do such a thing?"
"I needed to test a theory. Now, no more questions. Let's eat so you two can go home and I can get back to work. I have much to learn about this creature."
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Neeta watched as the kooky-looking bug attempted to climb the slick edges of the large jar. Her father has shown her thousands of bugs over the past few years, but none like that one. What's so special about it that she can't even touch the jar? And why was her mother so scared just talking about it?
She just had to see that bug up close. Standing on the corner of his desk, she reached for the jar, pulling it closer. Slipping, she nearly fell, holding the jar tightly against her chest as she worked her way to the floor.
Staring into the jar, she frowned, noticing the bug had flipped onto its back and was struggling to turn upright.
"You poor little thing," she whispered. "Don't worry, I'll fix you," she said unscrewing the lid. Looking into the jar from the hole, she shrieked, dropping the glass jar as the bug suddenly leaped from the container and attached itself to her face with sticky legs and two small, crab-like pinchers. She opened her mouth to scream but her voice fell short as the slimy bug scurried over her tongue and burned her throat as it bore its way through her esophagus.
Coughing, hoping to expel the bug, only expedited it's entry as it quickly burrowed through the soft tissue, crawling under the skin of her neck to below the hairline. She screamed again.
"NEETA! What is it?" Ammari cried out rushing to her side. "What has happened?"
"I got scared, Daddy," she said crying. "I didn't mean to, Daddy. I only wanted to look at it."
"Oh my God, Neeta, what have you done?' Be careful of the glass, don't step on it. Where is the specimen?"
"It, uh, I mean I ... um, it went, well..."
"Neeta, I do not have time for this. What happened to the bug? Did it run away when you dropped the jar?"
"Yes, Daddy," she lied, not wanting him to get mad at her for "eating" it.
"Azera, please, take her and go. Run along home, I must find the specimen before it gets away!"
"I'm sorry, Daddy..."
"Yes, yes, I know. Now do what you are told and stay out of my lab! It is not safe for you two."
Reaching for the phone, he called security. "I have a problem in the research lab, please send help immediately!"
Watching as his wife and daughter struggled to replace the food into the basket, he yelled. "GO HOME NOW! Do not worry about that. I will take care of it later, now leave!"
"I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't mean to let it out."
"I know, Neeta, now get out as quickly as possible."
They passed the eight men rushing to the lab as they exited the room.
"What is it, Doctor Razan?" Azera heard one of the men asking as they pushed the doors open.
"We have a security breach and I need to lock down the lab. Nothing gets out of here without first being inspected..."
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Her husband looked tired and sickly as he slowly entered the front door, shoulders drooping.
"Ammari, what is wrong?"
"It has been nearly thirty-six hours and we still have not located the specimen. I do not understand where it could have gone. It is small, but there are only so many places it can hide. We tore out all the base boards, moved every piece of furniture and checked inside every small space possible. No sign of it anywhere."
"What will you do now?"
"I'm not sure what we can do. I only hope we find it before it gets another host."
"Why is that?"
"The only way to get the creature out of the host is to kill the host."
"WHAT? You killed that woman to get that... that thing out of her?"
"She was dying anyway. Without nutrients, the alien was slowly dying and taking her right along with it. It had somehow laid several larvas inside of her and they died when the food supply stopped.
"You're not saying the food they ate was semen, are you?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
"If, uh, the creature was inside the woman, how, um, how did they get the semen to the creature?"
"Through the tendrils I told you about. There were three of them, each located in a place to collect the samples."
"Where exactly were these tendrils, Ammari?"
"Inside her throat, her anus and her vagina. They acted as semen collectors."
"Are you saying she had sex to get the semen to the creature?"
"Yes, Azera, that's exactly what I'm saying. The woman had been missing for about two weeks before they found her in a bad neighborhood having sex with gangs of black men. There's no telling how long she had been there and what's worse is her thirteen-year-old daughter has been missing for about a month already."
"Does she have one of those things inside of her too?"
"I believe so, but without examining her, I can't tell for certain."
"Mommy, Daddy, I don't feel so good," Neeta said holding her stomach and head.
"What's wrong, Honey?" Azera asked rushing to her side.
"My tummy hurts and my head hurts really, really bad and I feel dizzy."
"Ammari, she has a fever," she said touching her forehead.
"Perhaps it's from the excitement yesterday or maybe she's getting sick."
"Mommy will give you some aspirin for your headache and something for you tummy, okay, Sweetie?" she said kissing the top of her head. "After you take this, go lay down. I'll check on you later before dinner," she said swatting her butt to hurry her to bed.
"Last night she cried herself to sleep," Azera said watching as she disappeared up the stairs. "She was very upset about letting your bug get away."
"I know, but she should not have touched it. I already told her to stay away from it."
"You know how curious she is. She wants to know about everything and that is a good thing, right?"
"I suppose, but now I have to call an exterminator to kill it. I cannot risk allowing it out into the general population to infect someone else and reproduce."
"I'm sorry, Honey, I know you were excited about this new discovery."
"Yes my wife, but the safety of mankind comes first."
"How are you feeling, Neeta?" her father asked sitting on the bed next to her two hours later, feeling her clammy forehead.
"I feel better now, Daddy," she replied smiling, sniffing the air for his scent. "But I'm very hungry."
"I'll have your mother bring you something to eat."
"She can't give me what I need to eat, Daddy," she replied licking her lips as her eyes drifted downward and her hand reached for his leg. "Only you can."
"I will see what we have in the kitchen," he said standing, feeling her hand grazing his crotch as he stood. He thought nothing of it as he turned to look at her once more before leaving. 'Poor thing still looks really sickly, ' he thought.
To her disappointment her mother returned holding a bed tray with soup and bread. "Hot soup will make you feel better," she said setting the tray down.
"Where is Daddy?"
"He has work to do."
"I need him to feed me."
"I am sorry, Neeta, but he is much too busy right now. Eat this and you will feel better soon enough."
Sitting up, she looked at the orange colored soup with vegetables floating about and sighed. This is not what she hungered for.
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Neeta's night was restless as strange thoughts and urges filled her dreams. She had never seen a naked man before, but the images in her mind were as clear as if she was staring at them in real life. She awoke startled as a dream lover penetrated her for the first time, spewing forth a fountain of white slime that filled her belly.
Her body was wet from perspiration, her long black hair stuck to her skin like paste. Looking at her Dora the Explorer clock she groaned. It was10:23 and she was very hungry, starving in fact. She must feed and feed now.
Scampering from her bed, she rushed downstairs into the living room, noticing that her parents had already gone to bed but the TV was on. Pressing the security code on the alarm, she slipped outside, softly closing the door behind her. She must feed.
"Neeta, what are you doing outside?" Joe the guard at the gate asked noticing the young girl walking toward the booth. "Do your parents know you're out this late?"
Silently she opened the door to the small cubicle; entering with a smirk as she stared at his crotch lump. Licking her lips, she reached for it. "Whoa, hold on there, what do you think you're doing?" he asked pulling her hand away, holding her wrist.
"You must give me food," she growled, not raising her eyes from the front of his pants. "I must feed."
"WHAT!?! What did you say?"
"I must feed," she repeated struggling to break free from his grip. She was exceptionally strong for such a small girl and easily pulled his hand away, grabbing for his crotch.
"NEETA! Please, don't do that, you're going to get me fired!" Her face turned upward, staring into his eyes. There was something about her, something cold and malevolent and it sent a chill down his spine. A sickly-sweet scent permeated the air, giving him a slight high, almost as if he was smoking a joint.
The feeling of his zipper being tugged at, snapped him from his trance as he once again reached for her, hoping to prevent her from doing something he'd regret.
"NO, Neeta, stop it!" he pled; trying to hold her hands but was easily spurned. Shoving him backward, she pulled at the belt, raising his hefty size from the chair until the buckle snapped from the leather band. The button provided no barrier as it went sailing through the air, giving her access to what she needed. She must feed.
Watching through horrid eyes, he cringed as her warm, wet mouth enveloped the tip of his cock. "Oh God," he mumbled staring as she sucked harder, pulling more of his rapidly expanding organ into her mouth. "Please, Neeta, don't do that..."
Never before had any woman sucked his cock like that. The six inch long tube was easily taken fully into her mouth as she consumed the fleshy pole ravenously. The pressure was unbelievable as he watched through the slants of his eyes while her head bobbed up and down, shoving the head of his bulbous cock repeatedly into the opening of her throat.
His fists gripped the arm rests as he fought to control the urge to release his cum into the young girl's mouth. Panting for air and raising himself from the seat, he cried out as the first shot filled her throat. Pushing the head into her gullet, the muscles in her throat constricted and relaxed, while she continued sucking, milking his cock until it was tender and sore.
"Stop, Neeta, please," he begged trying to get her face from his lap.
"I need more," she mumbled around the head still inside her mouth. "I must feed more."
"There's no more, please stop, you're hurting me."
Squeezing his balls, he cried out, squirming to get away. She held onto his cock and balls, clutching them like precious gems as she continued feasting like a hungry wolf. His hands went to her head, trying to push her back as the pain in his groin intensified.
"Neeta, you're hurting me, stop, PLEASE!" he begged again, pinching her nose hoping she'd have to back away to breathe. She squeezed harder, drawing out a long, low groan. One hard push against her forehead while jerking back dislodged his hard cock from her vacuum-like mouth, sending it flopping against his pubic hair.
To his comfort, she released her death-grip on his gonads an stood before him. Quickly she pulled the silk nightgown over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her panties soon followed as she stood naked before him.
"Oh My God!" Neeta, what's gotten into you?"
"Feed me more in this mouth," she ordered, pushing a slender finger into her pussy.
"WHAT!?! You're kidding, right?" he asked but knew from her expression that she wasn't.
"FEED ME MORE!" she screeched startling him as it echoed in the small booth. Glancing around quickly to be sure no one heard, or saw what she had down, he noticed Mr. Stevens walking his dog just past the first corner.
"Neeta, someone will hear you," he whispered feeling her hand back on his cock. "Please stop. We can't do this. I can't do this!"
"I must feed," she mumbled again.
"I'm sorry, but I can't and you should go home now before something bad happens to you."
"I must feed," she growled lowering her face to his lap.
"Dear God, not again!" he cried out feeling her throat opening for the head.
"Is everything okay in..." he heard a voice and opened his eyes to see Mr. Stevens standing there with his mouth hanging open.
"Joe, what's going on?" He asked after staring for two minutes.
"Mr. Stevens, it's not what you think, really. I can't make her stop, she's crazed!"
His German Sheppard began growling and barking at the naked girl hunched over the security guard until he was tied to the bumper post past the gate.
"Make her stop, she's hurting my coc ... she's hurting me!" he asked trying to pull the girl's head away from his revitalizing rod.
"Isn't that Ammari's daughter?"
"Yes," he moaned trying once again to expel her from his privates. "She's gone mad or something!"
"Hey, stop doing that!" he said tapping her bare shoulder. "Leave him alone!" he said shaking her arm.
Pulling her mouth from the guard's hardened cock; she turned to face her neighbor with a smirk. "I must feed," she said reaching for the front of his sweat pants. Moving away, he backed into the counter, halting his retreat. The elastic band was easily pulled down, releasing his flaccid cock into view.
In a split second, she was on him, smashing her nose against his pubic hair as her mouth engulfed his manhood. He groaned as the head slipped into her throat for the first of many times.
"OH SHIT!" he cried out, trying to push her face away from him. "Stop doing that and go ... oh God." As much as he didn't want it to happen, his body responded to her attention. The suction was incredible and the warmth of her moist throat was unbelievable. "Dear Lord, give ... me ... strength," he grunted, his words broken with gasps of air.
He stared in amazement as her nose remained buried within his wiry pubes for several minutes, longer than what he thought was humanly possible. His cock stayed embedded in her throat, bulging out, clearly defining the crown as the powerful muscles massaged, caressed and gently pulsated bringing him very close to release.
As his resistance faltered as he felt the inevitable approaching. Tossing his head back, he growled, losing the battle as his cock jerked hard, expelling the seeds straight into her throat. She never once flinched or pulled away as the thick mucus filled her wind pipe.
Ken dropped to his knees, weak from the hard orgasm he had just experienced and in disbelief of what just happened. The naked young girl turned from him, showing her smooth, dark brown skin and her rounded bubble butt. He swallowed hard, fighting the thoughts filling his mind.
"Feed this mouth now," he heard the young girl say before climbing on the guard's lap. He was dazed, unable to resist or fight as she scurried onto him, grasped his erect cock and slowly eased herself down. Both moaned as he penetrated her.
Ken was unable to look away as the young girl bounced up and down, repeatedly thrusting her hairless privates against the guard's pubes. Joe's stare remained forward, his body unresponsive as the young girl thrust up and down like a crack whore working for a fix. He looked closer and could see the virginal blood pooling at the base and dripping down his balls.
"Shit, Joe, she's a virgin! Or at least she was!" Ken exclaimed wondering why his cock hadn't softened. Putting his thick hands under her butt, Joe began assisting her, stroking her up and down, helping to increase her pace, and feeling himself getting closer. She was so tight, so wet and so warm inside.
A small yelp escaped his throat as his cock began twitching, pumping his sperm into her undersized hole. Both panted as her thirsty tissue absorbed every ounce offered. Slowly the convulsing stopped but it didn't lose its firmness. Lifting her from him, he pulled her from his lap, sending his reddened cock to his leg with a splat, as he dropped her to the floor.
Smiling, she stared at Ken. "Feed this mouth!" she demanded wiping the few drops of blood from the opening while reaching for his erection.
"No, please no more!" he pled backing away, lifting his leg to prevent her advance. With one hand on his ankle, she jerked his leg, pulling the other one out from under him and sending him onto his back with a thud. Hitting his head on the console, he was slightly dazed as the impact to his skull briefly disorientated him.
Shaking his head to get his bearings, he watched as the young girl hastily climbed onto his thighs, firmly grasped his cock and lowered herself onto his dick, pushing it deep into her pussy. His eyes widened as she began rocking back and forth, not lifting her ass as she quickened her pace, her stoic expression unnerving.
She was too young to be doing this. Hell she was in his daughter's fifth grade class and was an exceptional student. He grunted as her tightness chaff his skin. "Neeta, why are you doing this?" he grunted as she began slamming herself onto his groin in earnestness. It hurt but felt incredible at the same time.
The horn of a waiting car caught Joe's attention as he leaned forward to raise the stop arm. The car passed as the driver waved once they were next to the booth. Frightened, Ken began lifting his hips, slamming his groin against hers, banging his cock hard into her tight little hole.
"OH FUCK!" he cried out, grabbing her hips as his final upward thrust raised her knees off of the floor. His cock broke apart, flooding her immature pussy with his cum as it pulsed and throbbed repeatedly. Slowly he relaxed; allowing her hole to absorb their combined juices as his butt slowly touched the floor. She continued rotating her hips, coaxing more juice from him until he was spent, but it remained hard.
Turning to Joe she smiled. "Feed me more."
"Oh hell no!" he responded, leaping from his chair, kicking her outside through the small door and quickly locking it. Unfazed, she pressed her face against the window, fogging up the glass as her lapping tongue made circles in the mist.
"Get her outta here!" Ken ordered, standing to pull up his pants.
"I ain't going out there! You go!"
"You're the security guard, take her home."
"I ain't the guard after tonight. I'm putting in for a transfer as soon as my shift is over! There ain't no way I'm going through this shit again."
"Then get her away from here so I can go home. My wife will come looking for me soon."
Her slamming palm on the window started them and both men jumped from the sudden noise. "GO AWAY!" Joe called out, pulling on his night stick just in case he needed it.
"Throw out her clothes. Maybe she's waiting for them, Ken suggested. Balling up the nightgown and panties, he opened the small window on the side and tossed it through, landing a few feet away from her.
Frustrated, she walked toward the discarded gown, stepping over it on her way past the gate.
"Where is she going?"
"Hell if I know, I'm just glad she's not bothering us anymore."
"What got into her anyway? I've never seen her act like that."
"Whatever it was I hope it's out of her system, I'd hate to have a repeat later. I've got to get home before my wife freaks out."
"Yea, and in the morning I'll be putting in my transfer request."
Both men turned to look outside, noticing the young girl had disappeared.
"I hope she'll be okay out there," Joe stated.
"I hope whomever she comes across will be okay," Ken replied with a grin.
~ end of chapter 1
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