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Rachel the High School Student (f,nc)
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The usual disclaimers apply. Permission is given to 
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and www.asstr-mirror.org for non-profit archival. Copyright 2002.

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Part 1 (Mf,nc,finger-fucking,oral)

I saw her at the restaurant. She was very pretty, and was
probably fourteen or fifteen years old. She was with her parents
at the next table. Her hair was medium blonde in color, tied
back, high, in a ponytail which reached her shoulders. She had an
aristocratic nose with a prominent bridge, which I could see she
inherited from her mother. She ordered salad for the first course
and then had a small serving of spaghetti with mussels while her
parents indulged in roast chicken. You could tell that she was
weight conscious, and very slim. She was wearing a figure-hugging
white blouse, which you could glimpse the outlines of her bra.
Her eyes were large and bright, and her cheekbones high, and I
stole several glances at her from the next table, as her seat
faced my table, whilst her parents' backs were facing my table.
There was a look of slight defiance in her, this teenage beauty.
She was tall too, probably the same height as her father at about
five feet seven.

I paid for my meal, stood up from my table, and started to make
my way past her table. I had turned my body to pass by the narrow
space between the back of her father's chair and the unoccupied
chair at my table, and I was sure my deliberate movement would
make her look up. When she did, my eyes locked with her brown
eyes. My stare was clearly intentionally - she looked back at me,
not sure what to make of it, but she did not looking away. It was
just two seconds but I knew she would remember me if she saw me
again. "We'll meet again my young beauty" I told her silently in
my mind. I broke the gaze and left the restaurant.

--

Two weeks later, I was parked outside her house, twenty yards
away in a shady spot in my getaway vehicle. It was a great
vantage point to see who was coming in or leaving her house
without being conspicuous. I had followed them home the other day
after therestaurant meal and found out where they stayed. It was
a nice neighborhood in the suburbs, which I would expect as the
restaurant I found them in wasn't a cheap place.

Today, my beauty would be alone in the house. Both her parents
would leave the house at seven-thirty in the evening, and would
not return till about ten.

Sure enough, like clockwork, her folks drove out at the expected
time in a Mercedes, the metal gate closing behind them. After
about ten minutes, I got out of my vehicle and made my way to the
alley beside the house.

Scaling the wall was easy enough, and I made it over with my
rugsack. Like the houses belonging to most families in the
neighborhood, getting into the building itself would not be a
problem once you were in the compound as this was a good
residential area and nobody really locked their doors inside.

The sky had already darkened, and I licked my chops - there would
be a good three hours for me to savor this luscious morsel.
Sliding the glass door aside, I crept into the living room and
made my way up the staircase.

Along the way, I saw the family photos and trophies of my girl.
Rachel was her name. Already quite a stunner since she was a
little girl, it looked like she had grown up fast in the last few
years. Long-jump runner-up, elementary school grade 5. Baseball
team, middle school grade 8. Rachel was quite an active girl it
seems. Was she sexually active already I wondered. She would be
at the age when many guys would be going after her, but I was
sure her father would be strict and probably over-protective,
judging by how he fussed over what she ordered at therestaurant.

Hearing some music from the corridor upstairs, I paused in my
steps. She must be in her bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and
I edged closer my back against the wall. I could see her in her
room, standing up, her back to me. She was only dressed in her
undergarments, totally oblivious of the intruder in her house.

In one quick motion, I had slipped into her room and shut the
door behind me. Hearing the sound of the door, she spun around.
She was totally aghast, her jaw dropped open as she took in what
she saw - dressed in black from head to toe, a tall male stranger
in her bedroom, his face masked like a burglar would. The only
part of my face that she could see were my eyes.

I wondered how she would react. Some girls would just scream
their head off or start crying. Others would be scared stiff and
stay completely quiet or manage a "w..what do you want?". I
betted on the latter. I was wrong. Rachel recovered from her
shock in a few seconds - she rushed to her open window and just
about started to cry her lungs out for help when I clamped my
gloved hand over her mouth and pulled her off balance. As she
fell to the floor, I slammed her window shut, and whipped out my
knife.

With seven inches of serrated stainless steel held in front of
her face, Rachel kept quiet and she stayed on her side on the
floor dressed only in her underwear, supporting her upper body
with her thin outstretched arm.

Pulling the lower part of mask down below my chin, I spoke.
"What's your name?" I asked in a gruff voice.

She paused for a second, probably thinking whether she should
tell the truth or lie. "RRachel.." she stammered.

"That's a good girl, Rachel," I smiled. Her bra and panties were
patterned in matching maroon. I looked at her young fair bosom
supported by the half-cup brassiere, her slender long legs
accentuated by her tanga cut panties and my cock started to
harden in anticipation. As she sat there on the floor with her
legs stretched out on her side, I gazed at her body boldly, and
she shifted her legs uneasily as she looked at me. Her skin was
flawless - there were no stretch marks or baby fat at all on her
bum like some girls at her age would - it was completely taut and
baby smooth right from her where the curve of her hips began to
her slender thighs and down to her calves.

"Alright Rachel, you listen to me carefully now," I said. With
the upper half of my face still masked, she did not recognise me.
"I came here to look for some money and jewelry. To make a living
out of wealthy folks like your parents."

She nodded, her eyes searching my face to try to glean my
intentions. "I guess its just bad luck that such a lovely lady
like yourself was here when I broke in," I continued. The fear
showed in her eyes but she did not speak.

"If you do exactly as I ask, I promise you won't get hurt okay...
If you don't.." I picked up the large teddy bear sitting on her
bed with my left hand as I kept the knife in front of face with
my other, "..you'll find that I don't have very much PATIENCE."
To emphasize my last point, I had stuck my knife into the middle
of the soft toy as I said it, and the tip of the knife came out
right from the other end. Young Rachel flinched back but did not
cry out.

"You understand me?" I asked the distraught teenager, pulling out
my knife. The downy stuff came out with the serrated edges, and I
took my time pulling it out in front of her face to get the
message through. Now I would never really hurt her with the
knife, but it was to get the best behavior out of the young
beauty. She quickly nodded.

Without removing my eyes off her, I pulled out my Sony Digicam
from my rugsack. "Its a good thing I brought this along today," I
smiled at her.

Her eyes grew huge as she watched me turning it on, and she
finally spoke, "What do you want?"

I intentionally ignored her question, fiddling with my camera.

"Just some entertainment little girl. I'll leave the house once
we're finished. If you're good and do exactly as I say, this will
all be over quickly. I won't even need to touch you."

She nodded.

"Now get up."

She stood up.

"Now sit down on the bed".

She sat down at the edge of her bed, feeling a little conscious
about her state of undress.

Focusing the Digicam at her, I started the recording. "Just a
little souvenir to remember you by. Don't worry."

"How old are you, Rachel?"

"Fourteen... Going on fifteen in December," she replied. Her arms
were folded across her stomach in a position that looked like she
was feeling cold, and she kept her legs closed like a lady would.
She looked nice and vulnerable.

"Stand up now...stand in the middle of the room," I trained the
camera on her as she got up. I moved her to the center of the
room whilst I made myself comfortable on her bed, keeping her in
my viewfinder.

She stood there in the middle of her room, trying to hide her
body from the video-camera but not explicitly daring to do so
while I watched her. Her arms were now folded in front of her
body, and her right leg slightly crossed in front of her left, as
if she was subconsciously hiding the treasure between them.

"Now drop your arms to the side... Good.... I want you to dance
for the camera. Nice, slow and sexy. If you do real well, I'm
going to let you go immediately."

She looked distraught but I think she already expected it. With
her undergarments still on, it was not too bad for her she must
have reasoned.

She started to sway her hips and shoulders. And so, lying back on
Rachel's soft bed, smelling the sweet feminine smell of her body
in them, I watched the fourteen year old school girl dance for me
in her bra and panties. My cock was starting to get hard.

"Turn around slowly.... and move your hips a bit more.." I
instructed, "Good...very good. "

God, she was so sexy, I soon had a raging hard-on in my underwear
as I stared at the youngster moving her hips and thin limbs. She
slowly turned in front of me, showing me her perfect buttocks and
back.

With some coaxing, I even got her to raise her arms up, pile up
her hair on the top of her head and expose the back of her neck
to the camera - very erotic moves.

"Cross your arms slowly in front of your chest and touch your
shoulders with your hands. Slowly!" I commanded, my eyes locked
on the beautiful teenager. "Now slowly uncross them VERY slowly
and put your hands on your hips. I want you to touch yourself as
you do this."

Rachel was sizzling hot prick-tease!  Her fingers seemed to be
tracing fire as they caressed the taut skin of her bosom, flat
tummy and girlish hips. Even an impotent man would cum just
watching the hot young thing. I was real glad I caught her sexy
little dance on film.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to taste this young thing!

Catching her by surprise as I leapt up at her (she cowered back
and let out a little scream thinking I was going to hit her), I
had looped her wrists in a little length of rope.

"You said you would go if I danced well!" she cried out, as she
realised that I was tying her hands together.

"You did magnificent, my dear Rachel. Too well in fact..." I
grunted, my loins on fire with lust for the teenage beauty.

Throwing the loose end of the rope over the beam across the
ceiling - it was a stroke of luck that the architecture of this
house would help me in this - I secured her wrists above her
head, exposing her sexy underarms. She had obviously shaved her
armpits, but I was sure she would only have a very light fuzz
anyway.

Rachel looked like she was going to cry when she realised that
she was effectively immobilised. Her hands were tied up together
high above her. Her body would be freely accessible to my
manipulations.

I reached behind her to unfasten her bra clasp, moving slowly and
watching her face. If she wanted to fight me, it would be now,
and a kick in your groin could well dampen your libido. But while
she tried to resist, the rope held her in position, and she did
not try to attack me.

I lifted up her bra cups gently and she started to whimper.
"No... please.." she pleaded. "Hush.... I won't hurt you..." I
cooed as I feasted my eyes on her pale, apple-sized titties.
Kneeling down in front of her, I edged forward real close to her
such that her bosom was directly in front of my face and her legs
almost touching my chest. I could feel her young body trembling
as my hands grasped her small waist gently and my lips touched
the centre of her naked chest. Fastening my mouth on her pinkish
nipple and started to lick it hungrily. My tongue flickered over
her nipple and I felt it go erect in my mouth. She cried out,
turning her head from side to side, and pulling on the rope but I
hugged her hips and thighs close to my chest as I feasted on her
adolescent breast.

"Please..no... stop..." she whimpered but I continued my oral
assault on her sensitive nipples, alternating between both
breasts, pausing momentarily to admire their perfect conical
shape. She was probably a B cup, not that large, but I preferred
sensitive breasts to large ones.


Tiring of my kneeling position, I got up, and dragged a chair in
front of her and sat down, admiring my handiwork. Her hair was
slightly messy hair now. Glistening on her skin was my saliva on
her breasts. She had a slightly flushed complexion. "Please go
away.." she whimpered, looking at the floor. "I won't tell
anyone.." she pleaded, her eyes looking into mine.

"I'm sure you won't, honey... or you will find a copy of this in
every mailbox in the neighborhood and in your school," my thumb
pointed to the faithful handicam recording her ravishing by the
side.

Her head hung low between her arms but she did not speak. She
must hate me. I took off my gloves and grasped her chin gently
with my right hand. She tried to turn away but could not as I
tightened my grip on her jaw. "Look at me" I ordered her. She
stared at me defiantly now, her initial fear of me had turned
into anger. But her sharp features, high-cheek bones, rebellious
stare and slightly messy hair now only stoked my lust for her.
Still holding onto her jaw and turning her head toward me, my
index finger now touched her lips, gently caressing them. As I
forced my finger into her mouth, she was confused and surprised
and tried to turn her head away but couldn't as my other fingers
held her jaw firmly.

"Mmmmm," she squirmed and protested audibly trying to keep my
digit out of her mouth. Nevertheless she did not dare to bite me
for she was still fearful enough of me or what I would do with
the knife. Reluctantly, she accepted the intrusion of my finger
and I started exploring her oral cavity with it. "That's a good
girl Rachel. Look at the camera," I told her, as I slid my finger
in, out and around her mouth which was rapidly salivating
(involuntarily of course, much to her dismay). Watching the video
later, one could see the lovely Rachel looking directly at the
viewer as she was forced to take my finger in her mouth.

I stood up once more and kissed her deeply, again catching her by
surprise as my tongue fiercely explored the inside of her mouth.
As she resisted and squirmed, my hands freely explored her body,
caressing the small of her back and her naked breasts, whilst I
kept my lips locked firmly on hers. She struggled to move back
away from me, and I could hear the rope straining. With my left
hand I pulled her waist against me while my right hand moved down
between her legs, searching for the small crevice that would lead
to the centre of her feminity.

Taking advantage of her confusion as she tried to prevent my
tongue from intruding into her mouth, my hand moved quickly to
her crotch. My middle finger dove between her soft inner thighs
and was adeptly rubbing her slit through her panties. Distracted
as I forcibly kissed her, she did not manage to resist my
advances on the other end as my finger caressed her sensitive
slit. A combination of the fear, excitement and my loving
attention to her maturing body would have caused the young girl
to involuntarily lubricate - I could feel the damp spot in her
panties.

Only when I stopped kissing her, did she look down in horror - my
hand was lodged between her inner thighs, my finger stroking the
most intimate part of her body. Pausing in glee at her reaction,
I stooped down and starting to pull down her panties slowly
(amidst much protest from her), and sure enough there was the
damp spot, quite visible from the inside. As I peeled the panties
away from the treasure that it hid, a sticky strand formed
between the fabric and her labia lips. A truly erotic sight!

By now, Rachel was extremely distressed. She had been betrayed by
her own body - she was experiencing the sensations of pleasure
that I was giving her despite her unwillingness to participate in
it. She gave a gasp as I latched my hand to her crotch once more,
the whole of her young body tensed up as I inserted my finger
into her naked slit, which was extremely well-lubricated.

Pushing my finger deep in all the way to my knuckle, Rachel could
not help but try to stand on her tiptoes as I invaded her
sexually. Her twat was real hot and wet!

As she protested loudly with a few squeals, I started to massage
her young cunt with the rest of my fingers as my index finger was
buried in her tight vagina. Her body flinched deliciously as my
fingers brushed against the little pleasure button that was her
clitoris. Mechanically, I finger-fucked her.

After going in and out for a minute with my finger, she was
lubricating copiously -  all the while her girlish hips twisted
this way and that to try to get away from my hand, but it was
glued to her hot cunny, my fingers dipping into her honeypot.
With my other hand, I rolled her erect nipples between my thumb
and index, so now both her upper and lower body was being
stimulated involuntarily.

I increased the speed of my loving hand, now plunging two fingers
into her tight hole in rapid succession. Her soppy wet cunt made
lewd noises as fingers moved so fast it was a whir. Rachel cried
out pleading me to stop. Her juices dribbled out of her cunny and
down her inner thighs as I continued the onslaught. She was SO
wet that her love-juice spurted out as I forcefully finger-fucked
her cunt into overdrive.

As I withdrew my triumphant fingers, they were dripping wet, some
of her juices ran down to my wrist as I held up my hand for her
(and the camera) to see. I put them in my mouth. Yummy! Exhausted
from the exertion, Rachel was panting hard, her eyes half closed
and her hair dishevelled.

Untying the free end of the rope from the table leg, I freed
Rachel from the beam, but did not undo her bound wrists. I forced
her to kneel down in front of me instead.

Dropping my pants, my cock was already at half-mast. Forcing
Rachel to take me into her mouth, I became fully erect very
quickly, seeing her sexy lips sealed around my shaft and her
cheeks filled out with cock meat as she struggled not to choke
taking me in. With one hand holding the back of her head, I
started to hump her hot mouth. Seeing her beautiful face on the
business end of my cock being fucked, I was so aroused that it
did not take me long to feel the climax coming.

My balls swollen with jimmy juice that I was saving for the
occasion, I gave a loud groan and withdrew my shaft from her
mouth. Holding her face directly under my cockhead, I started to
cum. I pumped my spasming cockshaft with my fist, as I came onto
the pretty face of this teenage princess - my thick white
ejaculate spurted out loads with each powerful spasm, coating her
face with pearl jam. Rachel shut her eyes tight and kept her lips
closed, but the otherwise sperm-streaked face of this fourteen
year old beauty and the entire cumshot was all caught on
high-definition full color video for my viewing pleasure later.

----

Part 2 (Mf,nc,rape) ------

Rachel was sprawled on the bed, splendidly nude with my cum
streaks all over her face. She panted as she laid still on her
bed, recovering from the last ordeal when I finger fucked her and
then gave her a facial.

Pulling out the Eroscillator - it looked like a small suction
pump - from my rugsack, I sat down on her bed. I sat the naked
girl on my lap, with her back to me, hooking her legs over mine,
and using my lower legs to hold hers open.

Facing the full length mirror on her wardrobe, both she and I
could see her entire frontal and exposed cunny clearly. I
repositioned my video camera too, so that it was facing the
mirror. Rachel could see my masked face over her shoulder through
the mirror as well and she pleaded with me as I placed the pump
over her still wet cunt lips where her clitoris was already
peeking out from its hood.

The Eroscillator, when turned on, created a minor vacuum over the
clitoris, thus increasing blood flow and arousal to the female.
It was designed to stimulate the clit directly and delivered a
mind-shattering orgasm (or even multiple orgasms) eighty-percent
of the time. Or so the literature read when I acquired the
gadget. I had modified it myself so that it could be strapped
onto the girl and you didn't need a hand to hold it in place -
useful for situations such as this lovely evening. I turned on
the gadget to full-blast and instaneously got a reaction from the
poor girl.

Rachel squirmed and tried to lift her bum from my lap. I held her
down by holding down her knees and keeping her legs wide open and
her pubic mound totally exposed in the reflection of the mirror,
the whirring Eroscillator strapped onto her crotch. She gave
feeble cries of resistance when she realised that again she was
being turned on against her will, her young body reacting
naturally to the sexual stimulus. The guilty sensations of
pleasure pulsed through her pelvic area and she found it hard not
to moan as her sensitive clit seemed to have gone out of control,
sending massive pleasure signals to her confused brain.

Meanwhile the squirming of her tight bum on my lap, and the
erotic image of the young teenager's prominent pelvic bone and
flat tummy in the mirror had made my cock hard again.

As the pump continued its work, Rachel's thighs had started to
tire and she could not lift herself up from my cockhead which had
started to stand up and was right at the entrance of her
maidenhood. She was helpless as I guided my cockhead to her cunt
lips and eased it in. Her cunt already wet from my previous
manipulation, the cockhead slid in a good two inches. Tears ran
down her cheek and I could hear her sobbing, "Please...no...I'm
still a virgin..."

"You're a virgin cock-tease that's what you are," I said. "You're
a slut who's getting turned on by this."

"No....no.." she sobbed.

"Yes, you're a cock-craving slut. You masturbate very often don't
you?  I can see that from how much juice you leaked so quickly
from your cunny when I played with it. You play with your cunny
often don't you? Look at how wet you are, you slut," I taunted
her even as I could see the eroscillator was pushing her close to
the edge.

"No! I'm not.. don't..please..."

"Yes you are a slut. You want to cum don't you.... why don't you
cum and leak all your nasty juice over my big cock here. Do you
want my cock slut? Do you think about cock when you play with
your cunny, Rachel? When you wear your tight blouses and short
mini-skirts, do you get excited thinking about all the grown-up
cocks you are making stand up? Yes baby, I know you do. You want
COCK don't you? You want to cum badly don't you...go on.."

I could feel the tremors in her abdomen and pelvic area
increasing in frequency. She was about to climax. I squeezed her
small heaving breasts and erect nipples, enjoying the image of
her hot body in the mirror, my hairy arms a stark contrast
against the fair skin of her bosom.

As she reached the brink of ecstacy, I pulled her upper body
close to mine, giving her a nice long lick on the sensitive part
of her neck up to her ear and nibbling it. With the combined
stimulation of her clitoris by the humming Eroscillator, and her
erogenous zones by my mouth and tongue, plus my cockhead rubbing
against her clitoris, Rachel started to climax. As the first
overpowering wave of orgasmic pleasure rocked her body, I cried
into her ear, "Look in the mirror, Rachel."

As her eyes opened and saw her reflection and mine behind, I
pulled her hips down and sank my swollen cock full-hilt into her,
breaking her tender hymen even as the orgasm overpowered her
young frame. She cried out, whether more in the throes of orgasm
or in pain I could not tell, but I forced her to look into the
mirror as she cummed hard, her face heated in lust, and the face
of her masked rapist shrouded behind her shoulder, and herself
impaled fully on his cock.

I slammed into her spasming vagina repeatedly as Rachel climaxed
noisily, bringing her into yet another orgasm. I wanted her to
forever remember that she had orgasmed while being raped by the
man who took her virginity.

Her vagina walls clamped itself in a powerful milking action
around my cockshaft as her body shook with its second or third
orgasm, and I could feel myself ready to cum again. Dislodging
myself from her cunt, I climbed on top of her body. She had
already gone weak from the multiple orgasms she had just
experienced and obediently allowed me to dump my second cum-load
into her waiting mouth.

With my stiff cock in her mouth, I pulled off my mask as I spent
myself. The recognition dawned on her face as she realised that
she had met me at the restaurant even as she tasted the ejaculate
in her mouth.

Pulling her head tightly against my tummy, my cock spurted
generous amounts of thick semen into the back of her throat.
Unable to breathe as I held her head in position, Rachel had no
choice but to swallow the cum flooding her oral cavity. "Yes,
drink it down Rachel, drink down my baby-juice," I said, watching
in satisfaction as she gulped it down, trying not to choke.

I pulled out, and Rachel quickly opened her mouth, and the
remnants of my payload spilled out onto her chin and onto her
breasts. I wiped my spent cock on her cheek, making sure the
video camera captured the sexy aftermath.


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Story by Dark Avenger
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