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A Rescued Teen (Ff, MFf)

A complete work of fiction.



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My wife and I were on a small vacation at a Hotel in Daytona Beach in 
Florida. It was the off-season so we could save a little money and we prefer 
it when the hotels and other places are not so packed with people.

Before I get into the story I should tell you that my wife and I are what 
you might call `good Samaritans' we're always ready and willing to extend a 
hand to help someone in need. My wife is especially attuned to those in need 
and we've even pulled our car over to try to help people just walking down 
the street, if she felt that they were in need.

Something like this happened on our vacation. We had just pulled into the 
hotel parking lot when my wife spotted a young girl slumped over in the 
corner of the parking lot. It was quite cool that night and this girl had on 
a short skirt with some sort of tights underneath and a tank top. She was 
shivering. I went in to check in and when I returned my wife was knelt down 
with the girl talking to her. I unloaded our bags into the luggage cart and 
wheeled it over to the women.

The girl had despair written all over her face along with smudges of dirt 
and tear tracks. "Honey, this is Becca," my wife tells me, "she has no place 
to stay, her parents kicked her out several days ago and she's been trying 
to make it on her own."

My heart felt sad for this young girl, but I was really looking forward to 
spending some time alone with my wife. I started wondering what my wife had 
in mind. Maybe she just wants me to give her some money, or drive her 
somewhere in town to stay with friends...

"I told her she could stay with us a few days in our hotel room"

I was shocked and was about to speak my disdain when both my wife and this 
little girl looked up and gave me the puppy-dog eyes that always melt my 
heart. She was filthy, but kind of cute - what I could see. She had dark 
eyes and sort of a chiseled Greek face. What could I say, I couldn't be mean 
and leave her out here. I also couldn't hope to enjoy my weekend with my 
wife angry at me for abandoning this poor girl. "Well, okay then, lets get 
inside before it gets any colder"

My wife leaped up and into my arms planting a passionate French-kiss on me. 
obviously this was good for her but the kiss started a blood flow to my 
crotch that I'd never be able to take care of with our new house-guest.

When Becca lifted herself from the curb I got a better look at her. She was 
about 13 to 15 years old I'd guessed - maybe a little older. Her cloths were 
tattered and dirty, but partly out of design, it would seem. These looked 
like the sort of outfits I'd seen at the neighborhood bus stop each morning 
on my way to work. Kind of a trashy-sexy kind of style. I followed be hind 
the ladies with the luggage cart taking in more of our new friend. She had 
long legs and a very cute tight ass that swayed gently as she walked into 
the hotel.

In the elevator I took my place on one side of the cart with the ladies on 
the other. My wife was studying her and chatting about having some clothes 
for her to wear while we washed hers in the hotel laundry.

In the room they continued to chatter, ignoring me all together as I 
unloaded the cart and put out clothes in the dressers and closet. My ears 
piqued when I heard my wife tell to undress and jump in the shower. I 
carefully lifted my head enough to catch a glimpse of Becca removing her 
tiny tank top through the mirror. Both girls had nearly forgotten I was in 
the room and didn't notice me watching. Becca had little tits, barely A cups 
I would guess. But they looked nice. Nice and firm with tiny teen nipples. 
My wife's nipples had gotten quite large after breastfeeding our three 
children years ago. I liked them big, but these... these took me back to 
high-school. I liked these a lot back then.

My view was blocked when she dropped her skirt and tights and then they both 
dashed into the bathroom. I startled them a few moments later when I stuck 
my head in and told them I was returning the luggage cart. This time I 
caught a glimpse of the girl's tight white bottom. But didn't linger too 
long.

On my way back up the elevator I considered getting off on the floor with 
the pool to relieve myself with a private jerk-off session. But, before I 
could reach the floor button a family boarded the elevator with me. They 
were a young family with a little girl about six or seven years old. The 
girl was sound asleep on her father's shoulder. My gaze, however caught her 
father's hand on her little bottom. Not just supporting her weight but it 
seemed like he was kneading it a bit. Squeezing her but cheek.

I was so worked up from my wife's kiss and checking out our guest that 
watching this guy fondling his child's ass completely made me forget what I 
was doing. I missed the pool floor altogether. When the elevator stopped I 
noticed it was my floor and slipped out leaving it to the groping father and 
his wife.

My cock was really getting worked up at this point and I was hoping that the 
girls would be done in the bathroom so I could get some relief. What I found 
instead only made things worse. I entered the room to find a naked Becca 
toweling off her hair in front of the full-length mirror. My eyes darted 
around the room looking for my wife. I was panicking and not knowing what I 
should do; turn and leave the room or cover my eyes and apologize for coming 
in on her like this.

"Hi, Carol is still in the shower," Becca started telling me, "she wanted to 
wash her hair after she helped me with mine. She's so sweet." Then she 
dropped her towel on the bed and walked toward me. "You're both so sweet to 
take me in like this" and she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me 
deeply.

My mind was swimming. Here I am in a hotel with a 15-year old naked girl 
hugging me close to her teenage body while my wife was six-feet away taking 
a shower. And, wait!, did she say that my wife had helped her take her 
shower? Visions of the two of them naked and soaping each other up filled my 
head and supplied even more blood to my other head as well. My cock leaped 
in my jeans and Becca must have felt it. She slowly released her arms and 
pulled her head back to look at me, while continuing to press her hips 
against mine. My cock flinched again and she smiled at me.

We stood like that for nearly a full minute when we heard the shower turn 
off. Becca darted in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and moved away to 
the dressers. I stood and watched, still stunned from the close encounter, 
as she slipped on a sexy pair of my wife's panties and one of my tee-shirts. 
Then she plopped down on the bed and turned on the television just as my 
wife emerged from the bathroom. Since I was standing just inside the 
doorway, my wife assumed I had just walked in. but that didn't stop her from 
glancing around the room to find Becca dressed and flipping channels.

Carol planted another deep kiss on me and she felt my cock flinch against 
her leg as well. Then she reached her hand down and clutched my cock through 
my pants and said, "she's so adorable, isn't she? And her body is so tight 
and yummy" then she told me to go get washed up, but not to stay in there 
too long. "we have a guest and we should feed her."

I slipped into the bathroom and nearly broke my belt buckle trying to free 
my aching cock and just as I was starting my first stroke, my wife calls 
from the room asking me to order room service, and how to order a movie on 
the TV. A man's work is never done so I tucked my throbbing cock back into 
place and exited the bathroom.

"Here honey, put on some shorts and get comfy" my wife said as she tossed my 
flannel shorts to me and plopped herself on the bed with Becca. They both 
watched me standing there not knowing what to do. My head said I should slip 
into the bathroom to change but both of their eyes suggested that they 
wanted me to change right here. I glanced at my wife and she nodded an 
affirmative so I unbuckled my belt and slide my jeans off. I stayed hunched 
over to try to hide my erection and reached for my shorts on the dresser. 
"take off those undies Donny, you've had those on driving all day."

I didn't even look up, I was growing embarrassed having them watching me 
undress. So I cheated and turned sideways, slipped my underwear off and the 
flannel shorts on in one fluid movement. I heard chuckles from the bed. 
Still refraining from looking directly at the ladies, I slid along the 
bedside and took a seat with my back to them and started dialing room 
service.

Things settled down while we waited from room service to arrive with the 
girls flipping channels as I sat with my legs crossed thinking about 
car-parts and trimming the hedges instead of all of the sexual images 
bombarding my head. It didn't work very well though. Every now and then I 
would glance at the ladies on the bed acting like they were long time school 
friends at a sleep-over. My wife was dressed the same as Becca with a very 
thin tee-shirt and panties. Her large nipples tenting the thin fabric every 
time she would lean back. They flipped through the network channels giggling 
and commenting about how sluty that girl looked or how cute that guy was. It 
was like having two nearly naked teenage girls in my hotel room. Not a bad 
fantasy at all.

My wife and I had kept our sex life fresh over the years by including 
fantasy role-playing every now and then. Because she is such a small woman 
at 5ft and 115 pounds the role-playing often included her acting the part of 
a girl. Some of my favorites were the student and the teacher, and the girl 
home alone when a service guy comes to the house. She was always good at 
putting on that innocent face and acting like she didn't understand why I 
wanted her to put my cock in her mouth.

The look on her face now, bouncing around on the bed with Becca, reminded me 
of our last role-playing time when she played the young girl getting her 
first gynecological exam. What made that the most fun was how ticklish she 
pretended to be. Now she was acting ticklish with Becca as the two would 
take pokes at each other while they flipped channels.

Carol grabbed the remote and flipped to the pay channels. She quickly 
dropped into the adult area and started watching previews and trailers of 
some of the adult flicks. Becca and Carol got very quiet as the moans and 
implied fucking action filled the room.

Just then came a knock from the door and a muffled male voice calling out 
`room service' from the hall. Both girls leapt from the bad and bolted for 
the door. Maybe forgetting how scantily they were dressed, or maybe they 
intended that. I was just glad I didn't have to get up as my hardness was 
impossible to conceal at this point.

They stood aside and let a handsome twenty-ish man into our room with two 
trays of food. It wasn't until he had gently placed the trays on the bed 
that he noticed the adorable young ladies in white tee-shirts and panties 
hovering around him. He smiled glancing between them and eye-balling their 
smooth legs. Then he caught sight of the TV and the adult previews and 
finally at me on the bed. He handed me the bill to sign and gave me a wink. 
The girls giggled while escorting him to the door and did that teenage girl 
swooning after the door was closed.

Everyone was hungry so the playing died off while we ate. That is until our 
guest dripped ketchup on her shirt, just above her nipple. "Oops" she said 
as she spread her arms wide for us to take a good look at her tits. I 
assumed this would get quite interesting as my wife reached for a napkin, 
but I didn't expect her to lung forward and lick the ketchup off the shirt. 
Becca's eyes rolled back in her head as she grasped Carol's head and pulled 
her closer. Carol and Becca tumbled back with my wife on top of the 
teenager. I started grabbing up the food plates and moved them from the bed. 
When I looked back Becca's tee was up around her neck with her nipple deep 
in my wife's mouth.

They rolled and pawed at each other for several minutes with me just 
watching and stroking myself through my shorts. No both shirts were gone and 
Becca was working on Carol's large nipples. Carol was stroking the girl's 
back and moaning. She really loves having her nipples sucked. She looked up 
at me and crooked her finger to draw me nearer to her. I dropped my shorts 
to the floor and brought my cock to her waiting mouth.

My wife is a master cock-sucker and can take my whole 9 inches without 
gagging at all. That's where I was, plunged deep in my wife's throat when 
young Becca looked up. Her eyes were wide and filled with lust as she saw my 
balls pressed against my wife's chin. As I slowly pulled out her eyes grew 
even bigger as she saw how much cock I had stuffed in her throat. When my 
cock popped all the way out Carol smiled at Becca and asked her if she'd 
like to try it.

The next hour was a blur. Becca was a trooper, she tried and tried to deep 
throat my cock over and over but couldn't suppress her gag reflex. We were a 
mix of hands, tongues, cunts and a cock that just didn't want to quit.

I came four or five times before the night was through; once on Carol's 
tit's with Becca licking them clean, once in Carol's ass doggy-style while 
she was eating Becca's pussy, twice while the were sucking me; Carol during 
a deep throat and on both girl's faces while they double teamed a blowjob. 
The final icing on the cake was the last one where Carol had been licking 
the young girl's pussy and sliding her fingers in to prepare the girl for my 
cock. It was only after she had four of her slender fingers working on the 
girl's cunt that she turned to me and said, "Daddy, I think its time you 
give our little girl some of that cock and make her a real woman."
As I lowered onto her tiny body Carol moved up and started kissing her and 
fondling her firm breasts. I heard Becca moan into Carol's mouth and my cock 
entered. She pulled her face away from the kiss and looked deep into my eyes 
and I pulled out a little and then pushed deeper. A mixture of pain, fear 
and lustful abandon washed over her as I sunk in to the hilt on my third 
thrust.

"Now you can take your time and enjoy your little girl friend" my wife 
whispered into my ear as she rose from the bed. And I did. I slowly fucked 
this little teen for a while before I scooped her up and rolled onto my 
back. She didn't lose a stroke as she began bouncing up and down on my 
shaft. I was in fantasy heaven with my hands grasping at her tiny titties 
while she rode up and down, up and down. In a few minutes my wife returned 
from the bathroom and slide up behind Becca. She reached around cupping her 
tits. I came for the last time that night when Becca turned and started 
kissing my wife.

It was a night I will never forget. I never expected that rescuing a young 
girl in distress could have such rich rewards.


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