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My life was boring. I was a security guard, for the local industial
park. I was never married, but owned my own house. Actually it was
just a small two bedroom shack, with a huge yard.
The neighborhood kids frequently played in my back yard. There is an
old garden shed way back on my lot, that they sometimes use as a
clubhouse. One afternoon, a year ago, I noticed two girls going back
there, by themselves. This was unusual, as mostly boys congregated
there.
I hadn't ever seen these two girls around here, and assumed that they
had just moved into the old house down the block. One was a blond, and
the other a redhead.
Being curious as to what they were up to, I quietly sneaked back, to
see what was going on. The front door had a rusty old lock on it, that
I never had a key for. The back of the shed, had a makeshift door
installed, with windows on each side.
As I approached the side of the shed, I heard the two talking, through
the broken window.
"Yeah Missy. It's like way cool to do it with your brother." The
redheaded girl said. "He calls that thing his cock, and he uses it
inside my cunny."
"Ewwwww." The blond whispered. "That's gross. That's what they pee out
of."
"Most times yes, but sometimes it gets really long and hard, and then
he says it's used for fucking." The redhead said. "Oh Jenny. What's
fucking?" Missy asked.
"You know. Like sex." She replied "What Miss Tammy taught us in
school."
"He put his thing in your cunny?" Missy asked. "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurt alot at first, but after that it kinda feels like you have to
pee, and then it feels really good. Like your whole tummy is filled."
Jenny replied. "I liked it so much, I even let my dad do it when mom
wasn't home."
"Your own dad did that too?" Missy asked, clearly shocked.
"Oh yeah. He says it feels good for him too." She stated.
"But don't you worry about those things like getting germs and
diseases, and having babies?" Missy asked.
"Uh unh." Jenny said. "Daddy uses a rubber thing, like that thing we
had to roll on the banana at school."
"Oh yeah. That condom?" Missy asked.
"Yeah. That's it." She answered. "Daddy says he sometimes uses them
with Mom, when she's fertile."
"When he fucks your mom?"
"Yeah, but only when it's the wrong time." Jenny said.
"Does he always use one, when he does it to you?" Missy asked.
"When Mom needs it used, my Dad says I do too." Jenny answered. "So
now, what do you think? You wanna do it?"
"I..I don't know. I've never even seen a penis for real." Missy
hesitated. "And I'm not to happy about your brother seeing me naked."
"He doesn't have to." Jenny giggled. "Just be here at nine tonight,
Tommy will do what he does, and he'll never know who you are. It'll be
so dark in here, he won't be able to see you."
"But what about babies and diseases?" She asked.
"Oh don't worry. He'll use one of those condoms." Jenny said
excitedly.
"I .... I still don't know." Missy said quietly thinking.
"You're not a chicken are ya?" Jenny teased. "You gotta try it at
least once."
"I'm not chicken, it's just that ...." Missy stammered.
"Brawk brawk.  Missy's a chicken. Missy's a chicken." Jenny teased
again, in a sing song voice.
"OK." Missy finally gave in. "I'll be here at nine tonight. I'll do
whatever he wants. I hope it won't hurt too much though."
"Don't worry. Tommy's an expert at this. He is sooooo gentle, and
caring. This is where he did it to me the first time too. His friends
call this place, the woman making chamber." Jenny said, trying to
alleviate the tension. "I'm sure glad he told me about this place. He
and his friends only come here to drink and smoke, normally."
I stayed hidden as the two made their way out the door, and cut across
my backyard neighbors lawn. I noticed Missy's plump bottom and sleek
long hair dance as they left.
A virgin sacrifice, tonight in my own backyard. I thought to myself.
For the next few hours, I pondered what was going to take place, and
was rewarded with a perpetual hardon. It had been some time since I
had a woman, and I had never been lucky enough to bag a virgin. The
thoughts of this young man having his own sister find women for him to
deflower, and have sex with, were racing through my mind. I would love
to have one crack at her, I thought.
I knew my backyard neighbors, John and Darlene were on vacation. They
drove to California, and wouldn't be back for another week or so.
I checked their mail, and had a key to their house, for emergency
purposes. There had been some vandalism lately around the area.
I called the police, and informed them of the people wandering through
the yards at night. When they sent a car over to Johns house, I was
waiting. I explained that they always showed up around nine oclock. It
was about eight thirty, when I noticed Missy stealthly sneaking
through my back yard, towards the shed, as I talked to the police. I
kept their attention averted, as she entered the shed.
Just as the police were leaving, they noticed a tall boy crawl the
fence, and ran to apprehend him. I was already headed for my yard, as
they took him away.
Darkness loomed over the yard, and I was soon standing nervously
outside the shed. The closest light was about one hundred feet away,
and there was no way that Missy could see me, or recognize me if she
did.
I heard the rustling of clothing inside, and the moving of old
furniture, as Missy held a match, to prepare for her deforation.
Soon there was dead silence inside, and I could barely keep my
composure. I was sure I could pull this off, as I was no bigger than
Tommy. He was after all an athlete, and had bulked up in the last year
or two.
As I quietly entered the shed, I was apprehensive about Missy lighting
another match, but soon I heard her whisper.
"I don't know if I want to do this." She said.
"Shhhhh." I said, trying not to get into a conversation.
I felt my way to her prone body. She jumped at my initial touch, and
gasped. I gently caressed what I found to be her leg. Slowly, but with
percision, I massaged her leg from ankle to upper thigh. Each stoke
went higher and higher. On the next pass I felt the material of her
panties. Every time after that she stiffened as I finally made it to
her waist. I used both hands on the waistband of her panties, and
quickly pulled them down, not allowing her to defend herself.
"Oh noooo." She softly pleaded to herself, barely audible to my
hearing.
She had now resigned herself to getting screwed, and there was no more
obstacles in my way.
I wanted to taste this virgin, before I ripped her hymen apart, so I
knelt and began to kiss her ankles, trailing up her calves with my
tongue. Missy began to shudder at the ticklish, yet hot new feeling on
her legs.
I worked my way up past her knees, and inside her thighs, but when I
reached her vagina, she abruptly squeezed her legs together,
prohibiting my mouth contact with her womanhood. I knew that to make
it easier on her, I would have to have her well lubricated.
Not to be denied, I reached up and caressed her ample breasts, still
encased in her bra. I pushed the bra roughly up, and firmly grabbed
one tit in each hand. I then manipulated her nipples between my
fingers, as she moaned softly, and relaxed. Her legs became soft and
soon drifted apart at my urging with my face. I soon found her soft
fur lined slit, and gently pressed my tongue inside. Immediately Missy
began to hump my face, as she was fully excited now.
I made extra effort to find her hot little clit, and toy with it, by
using my tongue on and around it.
After a few moments like this, Missy was breathing hard, and erratic.
She had spread her legs wider and silently begged me to continue.
I concentrated my efforts on Missy's fragrant pussy. Her body was
giving off phermones, the like of which, I had never before
experienced.
Her moans and writhing were affecting my body, and soon I could not
contain myself.
Like a person possessed, I crawled up, and placed my cock at her
virgin entrance. A second later, I shoved my meat missle into her
steamy tight hole.
I bit her nipple hard, to take away any pain she might feel, from
having her hymen torn open.
She responded with a screech, and while arching her back, she took my
erection deep inside her.
"Ahhhh." She moaned.
That was it. I had taken her virginity, and soon she was begging me to
continue fucking her.
I complied readily. I used slow long strokes, and Missy began to move
with me. I realized there was still some residual pain, but it was
mixed with the ecstatcy of  her first intercourse. She began to hum as
I sawed in and out slowly at first, but building up a more rapid
tempo.
Within moments her body began its acceptance of her approaching
orgasm, as she stiffened, and allowed the feeling of the climax to
overtake her.
Her arms wrapped around my torso, as her hands grasped the loose skin
on my back.
"It feels so goooood." She sighed, as she came. The tight inner
muscles of her pussy began to rhythmically milk my cock.
"I'm going to cum." I whispered into her ear.
"Yes .... Oh yes." She grunted. "Do it. Do it more. It feels great."
Missy was lost in her own climax, and couldn't comprehend my
statement. I was about to fill her no longer virgin twat, with a huge
helping of potent semen. Automatically her legs wrapped around my
waist, and she began to draw me deeper within her.
I could no longer wait. My cock began to spasm, like it was meant to
do, as I started to spurt my creamy load, deep inside her pussy.
The warm gush of fluid, only spurred her on to another climax.
"Unghhhh, sooo goood." She grunted into my ear. "I like it soooo
much."
Hitting my peak, I stiffened and kept my cock buried deep, while she
tried to capture more of the passion inside her.
After six or seven healthy spasms, I fell on top of her. I was totally
drained, and Missy was slowly relaxing under me.
It was now the awkward time. The time when I had to decide whether to
get up and leave, or stay close to her and snuggle. Fearing her
recognition of me, I decided to get up and leave. I quickly stood, and
pulled up me pants, and walked out into the dark yard. I purposely
walked towards John's place, and made my way around the block, back to
my own house.
As I entered my own house, I again relived the pleasure Missy had
given me. My cock again began to swell, as I headed to the bathroom,
to wash up.
Inside the bathroom, I noticed a small amount of dried blood on my
underwear and crotch. The smell of her virginal pussy still lingered
in the air.
As I washed, the feeling of remorse hit me. I had just deflowered a
young unsuspecting girl. She would have no idea it was me who had
taken her innocence. For all she knew, it was Tommy who had taken her
cherry, and led her down the path to adult womanhood.
Quickly a smile grew on my face, as I thought of Jenny and her family.
There was no activity in the shed, the next two nights, but then on
the third night, after dark, I noticed a light flickering in the shed.
Again I sneaked back, undetected by the trespassers.
I took my place, as I did, when Jenny and Missy had met.
There was some muffled whispering and such for about ten minutes,
before another figure approached. I was well hidden, on the side,
under a bush.
"Hey Anderson." Someone said, as the person entered the shed. "What
the fuck happened the other night?"
"I was busted for trespassing, and attempted vandalism." The boy whom
I knew, must be Tommy said.
"Well, then who was here with Missy?" The strange voice said. "She was
here. I heard her talk about it at school."
"It wasn't me." Tommy replied. "I spent an hour at the cop shop,
explaining that I didn't do anything wrong."
"Listen." Another voice said. "One of us had to be here. Now who was
it?"
"Not me." A third strange voice said in a loud whisper.
There was four boys total in the shed, including Tommy I surmised,
judging by the voices.
There was silence for the next minute, as the boys must have been
wondering, who of them breeched an unwritten law.
"Well somebody fucked Missy, and it wasn't me."
"It wasn't me either." Tommy said. "My Mom had to pick me up from the
police station. I was there until then."
"I'll bet it was that George kid." One said. "He know's all about this
setup from his sister. I'll bet he came over and took Missy, while she
thought it was one of us."
"That fucker." Another boy said. "He knows we want his sister, and she
has some big tits."
"But she is only fourteen." A different boy added. "The rules are
sixteen and over. Otherwise we'll get busted for sure."
I was sure these boys knew the law in this state. Statutory rape is
having sex with anyone under sixteen. If the girl is at least sixteen,
and the boy is under twenty one, it is considered consensual sex. If
the boy is over twenty one, and the girl is under eighteen, then it is
also statutory rape.
It's a strange law, but one that has seemed to work.
"Have you tried to get your Mom involved yet?" Tommy asked a boy.
"Yeah. But she don't drink like she used to, after I tried last time."
He answered.
"How far did you get?" One asked.
"I had her clothes off, and was sucking her tits, when she woke up."
He replied. "I even got these pictures as I did it."
"Here you go." One boy said. "Slip one of these into her drink. She'll
be out cold, and you can do whatever you want."
"What is it?" Someone asked.
"I got three of them from my brother in college. "They're GBH, or
GHB." He replied. "It's that stuff that makes 'em pass out, but still
act as if they're awake. They don't remember anything either."
"That's the date rape shit?" The boy asked.
"Yeah. And it works too." He answered. "In the morning they just think
they have a hangover, and don't remember."
"My gosh." I thought to myself. "These kids are talking about raping
their own mothers."
I continued to listen, as they each described their own perverted
fantasies. As intriquing as sex was when I was younger, I had never
fathomed the idea of drugging my mother, or made light of having sex
with my sister. These boys were indeed hellians bound for prison if
their own ways were not deterred.
I kept an eye on the one with the pills, and on the one that he gave
the pill to. I knew that they would not all leave at once, so as not
to arouse suspision. I was about to take advantage of that.
After about fifteen more minutes of listening to their sexual
escapades, the one with the drugs prepared to leave.
I ran quietly to the back of John and Darlenes house, and waited in
the shadows. Soon small built boy walked up to the corner of the
house, and spied around the corner, I assumed looking for the police.
I walked stealthily up behind him, and placed my hand over his mouth.
He froze as I silently rifled through his pockets. I found the small
bottle of pills, the pictures, and and his wallet, after which I
whispered into his ear.
"Don't turn around. I wouldn't want to hurt you. Now walk away, and
don't look back. My friends will be watching you."
Trembling, the boy did as he was told. He took three or four steps
into the lighted side yard, and then ran swiftly away.
Again I waited in the darkness, as another boy exited the shed.
This was a smaller build one also. He took the same path and used the
same procedure. Again I placed my hand over his mouth and held him,
while removing his wallet and the pill he had just been given. I then
repeated my warning to him, and he too, ran away after a few steps.
I had gotten what I wanted, and headed back to the shed. I waited
until one or both of the other boys left, and began to play the part
of a police officer. My uniform resembling that of an official police
officers.
"Come on out of there." I said in a gruff tone, as I pounded on the
sheds back door. I didn't ever carry a gun, but I did have a night
stick and a set of handcuffs, mostly to make me look official.
Slowly the two emerged, and I quickly turned them to face the shed,
with their hands against the wall.
"What are you two doing back here?" I asked in as deep of a voice as I
could muster.
"No ... nothing." The boys answered in unison.
I began to frisk each boy, retrieving their wallets as I did so. I
held them at the wall facing away, and removed any kind of
identification I could, in the darkness.
"What's your names boys?" I asked in another husky voice.
"Jimmy." One said.
"And I ...I'm Tommy." The other one said.
While keeping their attention diverted, I placed their ID's in my
pocket. I handed each one their wallets back, and kept them staring at
the wall. I turned on my hand held scanner, and listened to it, until
I heard a call for assistance.
"You boys don't be causing any trouble round here. I'll be keeping an
eye on you. Have a safe night." I said as I pretended to leave and
offer assistance to a real police officer.
I jogged to the other side of Johns house, and hid in the bushes. I
watched the two stunned boys slowly walk towards the driveway. As they
hit the concrete, they both ran and dissapeared from sight.
I had what I needed, and walked briskly back to my house.
As I entered the house, I immediately emptied out my pockets. The
contents were two wallets, one bottle containing three pills, one pill
alone, two school ID cards, and a packet of pictures.
I placed the single pill with the others, in the bottle, and then
noticed the top picture in the pack.
The woman who was laying down, had a lovely body. Her large droopy
tits, accentuated her small frame. Her areolas were deep burgundy, and
were at least three inches across. The next showed a perfectly trimmed
pubic patch, with dark brown hair. Her clit was straining to peek
through the mass of fur. In all of the pictures, the woman was
obviously sleeping, and could be anybody's masturbatory fantasy.
I gathered the two wallets, and wrote down the names of the boys,
along with their addresses.
There was Tommy, Jimmy, Paul, and Scott. Tommy's ID, showed that he
lived only down the street from me, as I had earier suspected. The
other boys were from this side of town, but not near as close.
As I wrote down each ones pertinent information, I thought about
Tommy, his sister, and his father, all engaging in incest. My cock
began to swell.
After transcribing all the info on the boys, I took the wallets and
ID's and droppd them off at the police department anonymously.
My plan would begin the next day.


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