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Copyright (C) 1998, Spangles Muldoon.  ALL Rights Reserved

   This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit, or on another
website without the written permission of the author.  The author may be
contacted by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com, mrdouble@airmail.net, or
mrdouble@ix.netcom.com.

   A Resident Author story from MrDouble's archive, File: willburg.txt from
willburg.zip http://www.mrdouble.com



   Colonial Williamsburg

   A short story by Spangles Muldoon

   Comments?  spanglesmuldoon@yahoo.com



   Williamsburg was not a prime destination for me.  I really wasn't
interested in that kind of thing, but since it was a long boring weekend
and it was relatively nearby, I went.  As expected, I found it for the most
part not very interesting.  As I usually did when I found things less than
interesting, I went exploring off the beaten path, looking for all the
forbidden areas that the general public is not supposed to get into.  It
didn't take me long to find several of them.  Most were every bit as boring
as the rest of the place, but one storage building was interesting.  It was
well off the main path, and was chain link fenced and gated.  The gate was
closed and locked, but there was easily enough space between the gate and
the fence to slip through.  The door to the storage building was slightly
ajar, and there were windows in the building, but they were too dusty to
see through from where I was.  To me, it was an open invitation.  I slipped
through the gap in the fence and went inside, leaving the door open behind
me.

   The building was pretty full, but it was logically arranged and stacked.
There was enough light coming in through the door and dusty windows to see
clearly.  Most of the front half of the building was filled with old
furniture, some old woodwork, doors and the like, and crates.  I made my
way to the back of the building, and it got interesting.

   In the back were several sets of pillaries and stocks.  A box nearby was
full of shackles, ball gags, and a variety of other devices, some of which
I did not recognize.  I was still digging through the box when I heard a
noise and voices coming from the front of the building.  I ducked behind
some boxes in the corner, positioning myself so that I could see between
them but so that I couldn't be seen.  The stocks and pillaries were between
me and the front exit, but from my position I could see another door at the
back.  The voices got closer and louder, and I could tell it was a guy and
a girl.  I could hear them talking about the things in the building as they
got closer to where I was.

   After a few minutes, they moved into a position where I could see them.
They were obviously not staff, and were just wandering around and exploring
like I had been.  The guy was about 17, and the girl was about 15.  The guy
had a camera.  From their conversation and looks, they were brother and
sister.  She really wasn't bad looking.  She was fairly tall, about 5'6" or
so, and appeared to be well built.  She had on a loose fitting, white
peasant top and blue polyester loose fitting pants and tennis shoes.  I
watched as they looked over the pillaries and stocks.  The guy suggested
that taking pictures in the stocks would be fun, so he got in one first and
she fastened him in.  She took a couple of pictures and then let him out.
It was her turn then.  It was then that he noticed the box full of bindings
and things.  He suggested that they make her picture even more realistic.
He put a ball gag on her and then put her in the stocks and fastened them.



   He shot three or four pictures from different positions, and then told
her that he had to go now.  She thought he was kidding, and so did I, but
he said he wanted to get even with her for something she had done to him,
and that he would be back in an hour.  She tried to yell at him, but it was
impossible with the ball gag on.  He took off for the front of the building
and left her there.  I heard the door close and the gate rattle as he left.

   She tried for a few minutes to get out, and I did nothing.  Finally, I
decided that I really should let her out, so I came out of my hiding place
and walked toward her.  I was coming from behind, so she couldn't see me.
As I got closer, I began to think in another direction entirely.  She was
helpless.  She couldn't see me.  She couldn't yell loud enough to attract
any attention.  Her brother wouldn't be back for an hour.  Her
semi-standing position in the stocks was just about the right height.....

   When I got close enough, I reached under her and felt her tit through
her top.  It scared the hell out of her, and she tried to jump.  She
mumbled something, but I had no idea what.  I stood behind her and grasped
her pants by the waistband.  I slid them down and dropped them around her
ankles.  I did the same with her panties.  She tried to kick backwards to
hit me, but when she did it placed pressure on her neck and wrists, so she
couldn't.  I finger fucked her pussy, even though it was dry as a bone.  I
figured it would get wet for me sooner or later.  After a few minutes of
her struggling, she was wet enough that I figured I could get in.

   I opened my pants and got into position, guiding my dick to her opening.
I touched the head to her entrance and pushed.  I slid in slightly before
hitting an obstruction.  She was a virgin.  She was fighting as best she
could, but to no avail.  I made a few short, quick strokes, putting more
pressure each time.  The obstruction held.  I pulled almost completely out
of her, and then thrust forward hard and fast, ripping my way in and
burying my dick half way in her.  She tried to scream, but the gag made it
impossible, and it came out only as a muffled "unmph".  She was amazingly
tight, and I wasn't too sure she could take any more than she already had.

   I fucked in and out of her slowly, increasing speed and force with each
stroke.  She became wetter, and I gradually worked my way deeper and deeper
inside her until I had my full length bottomed out inside her.  After a few
more slow long strokes, I began to fuck her hard and fast.  The pressure in
my balls was tremendous, and I knew that I couldn't hold back long.  The
pressure soon became too great and I bottomed my dick in her as the first
shot left may balls and began to fill her.  Shot followed shot until there
was no more in me to pump into her.  I stayed inside her as long as I
could, using my dick as a plug to keep my sperm from leaking out of her. 
When I could stay in her no longer, I stepped back.  My dick was covered
with a pinkish mixture of virgin blood and sperm.  I looked at her pussy,
and saw a small rivulet of the same pinkish mixture leaking out of her
pussy.

   My knees were shaky, and I needed to rest.  I leaned back against a
nearby box to rest, still looking at her leaking pussy.  After a moment, I
moved back to her.  I lifted her shirt, and unfastened her bra.  I wanted
to see her tits.  I was actually a little disappointed with them.  They
were pretty big and floppy, but that could have been because of her
position.  They might have been nice under different circumstances.  I was
starting to get hard again, so I moved back into position behind her.  I
guided my dick to her entrance again.

   This time, I slid inside her easily.  She was well lubricated from my
first come shot in her and from her own juices.  This time she didn't make
a sound as I went inside her.  I began to fuck her, but she was just too
wet for the sensation to be there.  As I fucked into her, I looked down to
watch my dick go in and out of her.  Damn.  She was just too wet and
sloppy. It was not going to be easy to come in her this time.

   I tried fucking her hard and fast, but she was just too wet, and I kept
slipping out.  My dick wasn't fully recovered, and was a little on the soft
side.  That didn't help, either.  Slow and easy was the only way.  After a
very long time, I began to feel a slight tingle in my balls, and a few
strokes later, I sent a small but satisfying shot of come into her pussy. I
pulled out and stepped back, looking at her hole.  Come was literally
flowing out of her pussy.

   I fastened my pants and went out the back door of the building.  I left
her pants and panties down.  She had not seen me or heard my voice, but I
had taken her virginity and she had taken my come, not once, but twice.

   I took a round about way back to the main part of the area, and went to
a sidewalk cafe to get a coke and a sandwich.  I had been there about a
half hour when I saw her and her brother coming up the sidewalk.  I
panicked for a split second, and then remembered that there was no way she
could recognize me.  I felt a stirring in my balls as I looked at her,
knowing that I had taken her virginity and that her pussy was filled to
overflowing with my come.  Hell, it was likely that I had made her
pregnant. I wondered what her brother had thought when he came back and
found her with her pants and panties down and sperm leaking out of her
cunt.

















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