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Note: Mixed Bag is a compilation of stories by Rachael Ross and
contains a Foreword and 65 chapters. It is being posted to ASSM
largely in sequence. See MB00 for a table of contents. All stories
copyrighted 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
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information. Thanks. -rr


Adults Only

Mixed Bag - Chapter Fifty One



Bully Bitch

by evil little sister


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Story Codes: m/f, Lolita, Oral, teen, school

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    "Darrel, I'm giving you detention...again." Mr. Collins rolled his
eyes and started filling out a pink slip, like he was handing me a
speeding ticket.

    "What did I do?" I asked him, the way any fifteen year old boy
would, with an unhappy whine.

    "You know what you did," the man said. "You hit Stanley in the
face on purpose."

    "Oh right!" I frowned, cause that was sorta the point of playing
dodge ball, wasn't it? Nailing some wuss in the face with the ball? I
thought so.

    "Excuse me?" Collins looked at me sharply and I bit my tongue, he
had a lot of detention slips and that pen was always ready.

    "It's not my fault he's got a big face and little hands," I
muttered and the next time I saw that wimp Stan I was gonna pound him.

    "Here's your slip." Collins gave it to me like it was my birthday.
"Don't be late, Darrel. Two hours."

    "Two hours?" I gasped and then shut-up quickly. "Yeah sir."

    I snatched it out of his fingers and some of the other eighth
graders were giggling and I was gonna pound them too. I took a hard
time anyway, just cause I'd got held back a couple times. All my
classmates were thirteen mostly, like little kids, but that was sorta
cool too because it made me the biggest kid in school. I just hated it
when they called me dummy behind my back.

    I didn't think of myself as a bully though, but I knew some people
did just because other kids were scared of me. Not like terrified, but
just scared for no reason except I was bigger and stronger than they
were. And so I got blamed everytime something happened, like playing
dodge ball and hitting Stan in the face. I wasn't trying to hurt him
really. It just happened. If he'd thrown it at me and hit me in the
face? Nobody would have cared. But I do it and the whole world stops
spinning.

    Some of the kids liked the way I was big and strong though, like
my girlfriend, Brenda. She was just barely thirteen and so far as I
knew, me and her were the only real boyfriend and girlfriend in eighth
grade. The other boys were too wimpy or something to have a girlfriend
and all the other girls were too scared to talk to boys. There was
always a lot of giggling about who likes who, passing notes and
whispering, but I didn't play that game. My dad had always told me, my
brothers too, that if I liked a girl I oughta just get her. So that's
what I'd done. Or she'd kinda gotten me, really.

    "Hey Darrel, gettin' in trouble again?" Brenda grinned at me and
it made my dick hard. She was a total fox for being thirteen. For
being anything really, and Brenda knew it. She was the most stuck-up
girl in school and a real bitch to most people, but not me.

    "Stupid Stan got hit in the face with the ball," I said, going to
sit down and wait for the bell to ring.

    "You hit Stanley in the face?" Brenda giggled and tossed her long
blonde hair out of her bright blue eyes.

    She practiced stuff like in front of the mirror, believe me. I'd
seen her do it. There wasn't anything accidental about Brenda. Her mom
was an exotic dancer and that's what Brenda wanted to be when she grew
up. I told my dad about that and he'd just laughed and told me Brenda
was a keeper, but I already knew that.

    "No," I said. "It just sorta happened."

    "You should beat him up," Brenda said and she always wanted me to
beat somebody up for something.

    "Yeah," I nodded. "I should pound him."

    "He's a little faggot anyway," Brenda giggled some more. "You
should make him suck your dick."

    "Shut-up," I laughed at her. "You suck my dick."

    "I will," she shrugged. "But I guess not today, huh?"

    "Yeah," I frowned, looking at my pink detention slip. Mostly we
hooked up right after school when I walked her home, or before school
too, cause I picked her up. I couldn't wait to get a car.

    Brenda was only thirteen, like I said, but she was sorta crazy
too. She knew all kinds of sex stuff, I mean before I ever even met
her. I don't know how she knew, probably her mom told her or
something, but like sucking dick? Brenda did it and I bet there
weren't too many girls even fourteen or fifteen who probably did that.
She liked it a lot, and fucking? Brenda loved to fuck too, which was
way cool for me. My dad always told me he lost his virginity on his
sixteenth birthday and I'd been pretty happy to tell him I had that
beat. I always liked to impress my dad.

    The weird thing was that if I beat somebody up and Brenda was
there to see it? She got super horny. It turned her on and so she was
always looking for an excuse to get me into a fight. I kinda had to be
careful around her. Brenda would tell me some kid had tried to feel up
her tits or whatever, cause she had some sweet ones, but it wasn't
ever true. She just made that stuff up. She was the hottest girl in
eighth grade though, hottest girl in the city almost, and she liked
sex, so I wasn't gonna dump her or anything. I just had to be careful.

    "You should beat up that Bobby McPherson too," Brenda said,
sitting close to me and rubbing my thigh.

    "Why?" I asked her.

    "Cause he was lifting the back of my skirt this morning, like
trying to see what color my panties are," Brenda sniffed, like she was
gonna cry. "He did it in front of everybody in math class too."

    "He did, huh?" I nodded and I knew that was a lie. Bobby McPherson
was a four-eyed geek who would pee his pants before he ever looked
cross-eyed at my girlfriend.

    "Uh-huh," Brenda pouted. "I was so embarrassed. You're gonna beat
him up, right?"

    "Maybe," I shrugged, just so I could tease her a little.

    "Darrel!" She was practically hugging me. "He was looking at my
panties!"

    "What color are they?" I grinned at her.

    "What difference does that make?" she asked.

    "Cause I'm gonna ask Bobby if he knows," I said. "If he does, I'll
pound him."

    "He's gonna lie!" Brenda said, like it was obvious. "They're blue
anyway."

    "Oh yeah?" I looked down at the hem of her plaid skirt, cause the
girls had to wear uniforms. Plaid skirts and white blouses. The boys
wore trousers, any color we wanted, but they couldn't be jeans, and we
had to wear white shirts with collars and buttons and everything.

    "You wanna see?" Brenda teased me, grabbing the hem of her skirt
and kinda flipping it up quickly, showing me flashes of her smooth
thighs. Brenda was a little hottie and she totally knew it.

    "Come on, we'll go down to the music room," I said and Brenda
giggled

    "Are you gonna pound Bobby?" Brenda asked, like she wasn't gonna
go with me if I didn't.

    "Course I am," I promised, just cause I knew Brenda would do
anything I wanted if she thought I was gonna beat up that wuss up for
her.

    "Okay," Brenda smiled happily. "You're such an awesome boyfriend!"

    "I'll pound him tomorrow before school and make him say he's sorry
to you, okay?" I grinned and I knew she'd like that.

    "Really?" Brenda asked. "You gotta make him like cry too. I wanna
see him crying and stuff."

    "He'll cry," I laughed and I probably wouldn't even have to hit
him for that, but I would anyway.

    "You're so cool, Darrel. I can't wait to see it!" Brenda giggled
and a few minutes later she was showing me how excited she really was.

    "God! I think your dick gets bigger every week!" Brenda was
sitting on the floor in the big storage closet down in the music room.

    "Shhh...Somebody's gonna hear. Just suck on it, Brenda."

    "Yeah," she agreed and she opened her pretty little mouth wide and
took the head of my hard dick inside.

    My cock was pretty big, like the rest of me, but still not huge or
anything. Just a lot bigger than any of the other boys I knew around
school. My dad had a big dick though, and so did my brothers, so I
guess that was normal for me. It was plenty big enough for Brenda,
that was for sure, and she could only suck like half of it maybe and
her little hands wouldn't even go all the way around it. She said my
dick was just as big as some of her mom's boyfriends' cocks, but I
didn't believe that. Like how would she know how big her mom's
boyfriends' dicks were?

    Brenda sure did know how to suck a dick though. She was using her
tongue and everything, making wet sloppy noises as she sucked and
licked it all over. I think she really loved my dick, because my
brothers were always complaining that their girlfriends didn't like to
suck cock. They had to beg them to do it and stuff, but I never did.
Brenda got my fat cock all wet and shiny, sorta dark now that it was
feeling good, and then she'd start sucking hard. Brenda would cram my
dick in her mouth until she was red in the face and then, like magic
or something, she just swallowed it.

    I swear, it was intense! And all of a sudden my whole cock would
just slide right inside her, all the way into her throat and I could
feel it. That was the best part, the way her soft throat was super
tight, squeezing my dick even better than her hands could do it.
Almost as good as her little cunt could do it, but not quite. Brenda's
pussy was like heaven. Her throat was pretty good though and she'd
keep me there as long as she could, and then let my cock go for a few
seconds while she took deep breaths and swallowed all the spit in her
mouth.

    Then she'd do it again!

    You don't get rid of a girlfriend like that, not when you're just
fifteen. I wondered where she'd learned to do that, but Brenda
wouldn't ever say. She didn't learn it from me though, if anything
Brenda was the one who taught me all the sex stuff. Like making out
and blow jobs and licking her pussy. I didn't really like doing that,
but I didn't mind either and I did it mostly just because Brenda liked
it a lot. And fucking? Brenda taught me all about how to do that and I
was almost ashamed to admit it. I mean, everybody's gotta learn, but
from a twelve year old? That's how old she'd been the first time we
did it. She'd just had her thirteenth birthday like a month ago.

    All I had to do was keep Brenda happy and that was easy. I just
beat up somebody once in awhile, licked her pussy sometimes, and kept
telling her she was beautiful. Life was pretty good.

    "The bell's gonna ring pretty soon," I said and Brenda didn't say
anything, she just started bobbing her head up and down faster.

    She was really good at that, sliding her tight soft lips up and
down the shaft, pumping the part of my dick she couldn't suck with her
hand. Brenda even played with my balls and it always made me cum
pretty fast. I had my hands in her hair, long silky soft blonde hair,
and I closed my eyes, feeling my balls getting sorta tight. I felt hot
all over and it was pretty awesome, feeling her mouth around my dick.
The girl's tongue flicking underneath it and her hand jerking me off.

    "I'm gonna...cum..." I grunted and Brenda didn't care.

    She just kept sucking away and that was nice, not worrying about
making a mess or whatever. Brenda swallowed it all down and I don't
know how she kept up. I was cumming a lot, like I did everytime,
holding her head and closing my eyes and feeling my cock shooting
hard. All that sperm pumping out of my big balls and into her little
mouth. Brenda made soft noises, like a cat sorta, mewling or whatever,
and she was eating all of my spunky stuff. That kinda grossed me out
at first, but I was used to it now and it was actually kinda cool,
having a thirteen year old girlfriend who liked to swallow my cum.

    "That was a lot of cum!" Brenda breathed, letting my cock fall
from her mouth and she was smiling up at me, pink and smiling, licking
her lips with her cummy tongue.

    "God yeah," I agreed, smiling myself cause getting my nut off
always felt really good.

    "Tomorrow you can fuck me," Brenda said, getting up slowly. "My
period's about done now."

    "Kay," I said, putting my wet sticky dick away. "I gotta get some
more rubbers then."

    "Yeah," she nodded and she was getting some gum out of her purse.

    That was one thing about Brenda though, she always made me use a
rubber and I wished we didn't have to. I'd never fucked her once
without one and I really wanted to. She always said no though and if I
didn't have a condom, she'd just suck me. That was sorta frustrating
cause I really wanted to know what Brenda's pussy felt like wrapped
around my bare dick. Skin to skin, that had to be pretty cool. I
figured one of these days I was gonna get her drunk or something, just
so we could do it. I could always say I was sorry later if she got
mad.


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    "Come on in, Darrel," Mr. Collins chuckled. "Don't be shy."

    I just frowned at him and two hours detention was a lot. My dad
was gonna be pissed with me getting home so late from school. I looked
around the classroom, wondering what the science teacher was gonna
have me doing today. Probably write something stupid on his
chalkboard, I figured. Or clean the cages for his rats and stuff. That
would be sorta cool, I didn't mind that so much.

    "We're gonna do something a little different," Mr. Collins said.
"See if we can't fix that little anti-social problem of yours."

    "I'm not anti-social," I said, although I wasn't exactly sure what
that meant, but it sounded sorta bad. "I was just playing dodge ball."

    "Right," Mr. Collins nodded. "Sit down here, no...here, in my
chair..."

    "Here?" I looked at the big leather chair behind his desk.

    "Yep," he nodded. "I want you to relax, Darrel."

    "Why?" I asked, sitting down like he told me and that was weird.
I'd never sat in a teacher's chair before.

    "Go ahead, put your feet up too," the man told me.

    "Put my feet up?" I laughed cause that was really weird! "On your
desk?"

    "On the desk," he agreed. "Go on, I'm serious."

    "Whatever, dude." I rolled my eyes and I was gonna have to tell
Brenda about this! She'd never believe me.

    I put my feet on his desk, leaning back in his soft leather chair
and it was pretty comfortable. I crossed my hands over my stomach and
smiled, just because it was funny and Mr. Collins was smiling too.

    "Comfortable?" he asked and I shrugged.

    "I guess so."

    "Good," Mr. Collins smiled at me. "Here, why don't you have a Coke
while you relax."

    "A Coke?" I gave him a look cause this wasn't like any detention I
ever heard of, but sure enough he had a plastic bottle of Coca-cola
right there, cold and already opened and he handed it to me.

    "Sure, Darrel. You look thirsty," he nodded. "Let me get this
ready..."

    "What are you doing?" I asked, drinking half my Coke cause I was
pretty dry and it didn't cost me anything anyway. If Mr. Collins
wanted to give me free sodas, I wasn't gonna complain!

    "Okay, good. Now, put these headphones on..." Mr. Collins had some
stereo headphones, not ear phones like on my Ipod, but real big ones
that covered my ears completely. "I'm going to give you something to
listen to, some music. And I want you to relax and just listen to it,
in fact..."

    He was pulling out like a Zorro mask, except it didn't have holes
for my eyes and he tied it around my head. I couldn't see anything! It
wasn't uncomfortable, but it was pitch black.

    "What's the mask for?" I asked and I didn't really like it all
that much as he put the headphones on me. They were soft and
comfortable and kinda tight, real snug, you know?

    "So you won't be distracted," Mr. Collins said in a dull voice,
taking my hand and lifting my Coke to my lips. "Drink all of it now
and when I start the music, I just want you to relax."

    "Ahhh..." I breathed, finishing the soda with a burp. "...Whatever,
dude."

    Mr. Collins took the empty Coke bottle out of my hands and the
next thing I knew I was listening to elevator music, I swear. It was
like I was in a shopping mall with all the lights off and I just sat
there totally bored until I fell asleep.

    I knew I was sleeping because I had really weird dreams. Like good
dreams, sorta, but really weird too. Like sexy dreams and the one I
really remember had Brenda in it. She was sucking my dick and that
felt so good. She was working her warm, wet mouth around my cock. She
used her tongue and it was crazy how good that felt, like it was even
better than it was in real life.

    Except in my dream I realized it wasn't Brenda sucking my dick at
all, it was me! I was sucking someone else's dick, but I still looked
like Brenda sorta. I mean, I was wearing her clothes. I was dressed in
her plaid skirt and white blouse. I even had her baby blue panties on
and I was sucking a really big, hard dick and it felt good! That was
the really weird part. It felt even better for me to suck that cock
than it did when Brenda was sucking mine. I kept thinking I wanted it
to cum. I wanted that cock to cum inside my mouth so I could feel it
and taste it, and I knew that would make me cum too.

    So I was sucking hard and doing everything I could think of,
trying to remember how Brenda sucked me. I had to make that dick shoot
off in my mouth or I was gonna die! My own cock was hurting, it was so
hard, and my balls felt like they were going to explode if I didn't
make that cock cum and swallow all that hot, creamy sperm. I wanted it
more than anything else in the world and I just kept sucking and
sucking and then...

    "How do you feel?" Mr. Collins was asking me as I blinked and
looked around. My mouth was dry and I felt hot all over. My dick was
harder than hell in my pants and I glanced down to see it was kinda
obvious too, since my cock is pretty big.

    "I'm, um...okay," I said slowly and my dick was getting soft again
and I started forgetting what I'd been dreaming about, most of it. Mr.
Collins hadn't seemed to notice anything weird about me, so that was
cool. I was sorta embarrassed and I just wanted to get out of there.

    "You look like you took a little nap," Mr. Collins chuckled.

    "Uh...yeah. I guess so," I nodded and stretched a little and it was
like I couldn't remember hardly anything after he turned on the music,
except that part about me being Brenda. That was just a dream though
and I thought I was just being stupid. I really hoped he wasn't gonna
make me do detention again because I'd been sleeping. It wasn't my
fault his stupid music was boring.

    "Good," the man smiled. "That's it then. You can go home now,
Darrel."

    "Cool."

    Whatever the whole point of that was, I had no idea. I didn't care
either. If Mr. Collins wanted me to take naps after school, who cares?
That guy was weird anyway, like all the teachers were. The only bad
news was that I took a hard time from my dad since I didn't get my
chores done before he came home from work, but that wasn't any big
deal. After I told him I got detention for hitting a kid in the face
with a dodge ball, my dad just laughed. My brothers too and they said
next time I should just really cream some kid and give Collins a real
reason to punish me.

    I think my dad was a little pissed cause it really had been an
accident. It was a dumb reason for detention and so he wasn't really
mad at me. My dad was pretty cool about stuff like that and I took it
out on Bobby McPherson the next morning anyway. I got him on the
playground before school started, asking the little geek why he was
trying to look at my girlfriend's panties.

    "W-What? I w-wasn't looking!" he whined and I shoved him hard.

    "You like panties? You wimp!" I asked him, shoving him again and
this time he fell down.

    "Hit him, Darrel!" Brenda was yelling and other kids were yelling
too, wanting to see a fight.

    "N-No..." Bobby was crawling backwards like a crab.

    "You wanna wear my girlfriend's panties, you faggot?" I kicked his
thigh.

    "Kick his ass!" Brenda was all excited.

    "P-Please...I'm s-sorry!" Bobby cried and he had tears now and it
was pretty funny seeing the boy apologize for something he hadn't even
done.

    "Don't tell me, homo!" I kicked him hard in the butt. "Say you're
sorry to Brenda for looking at her panties."

    "B-But..."

    "Kill him, Darrel! Hit him!" Brenda was screaming, like jumping up
and down as if she was a cheerleader or something.

    So I did hit him, sort of punching straight down into his forehead
as the fag looked up at me. His glasses went flying and he started
yelling like a little girl, all crying and trying to cover himself up.
He was gonna wet his pants in a minute, I figured and that was gonna
be pretty cool.

    "What's going on here?" Mr. Collins caught us, blah blah blah...Ten
hours of detention, five days in a row for two hours. At least it was
for a good reason. My dad would be happy.

    "God! Bobby really wet his pants!" Brenda was all smiles now and
we were back in the music room.

    "I can't believe old Collins didn't send me to see the principal,"
I said, watching her take off her panties, pink ones today. "He woulda
suspended me for sure, if I get in another fight..."

    "Who cares?" Brenda giggled and she held her underwear up with a
grin so I knew her little pussy was naked under that plaid skirt.

    "My dad'll whip me good if I get suspended," I told her, giving
Brenda one of the rubbers I'd swiped from my oldest brother's room. He
had a million of them.

    "I think it's so cool," Brenda sighed and she was playing with my
dick, getting me super hard so she could put the condom on me. "I wish
you'd hit him the nose so he'd bleed and everything."

    "You're kinda weird," I laughed and I wondered how she knew about
rubbers and stuff, cause before I met Brenda I didn't have any idea
about those things.

    "I wish you'd kicked him in the face," Brenda said, like she
hadn't even heard me. "You're so big and strong, Darrel. God! I loved
watching you beat that guy up!"

    "Uh-huh," I shrugged and Brenda was climbing on top of me,
straddling my thighs and reaching down so she could put my dick inside
her.

    I didn't have to do anything but enjoy it. Brenda knew exactly
what she was doing and that was so cool. I remember some of the times
I watched my brothers with their girlfriends and they always had to
tell the girl what to do, or more often beg the girl to spread her
legs or bend over or whatever. Like the girl was doing my brother a
favor by letting him fuck her. Brenda was completely the opposite,
she'd tell me what she wanted and like today, she just told me to sit
there cause she was gonna give me my reward for punching out Bobby.

    I wasn't gonna argue about it, I'll tell you that much, and
feeling Brenda push her tight little thirteen year old cunt down on my
dick was crazy! I put my arms around her and pulled her close too,
cause I was pretty much into making out while we fucked. Probably
that's why she liked me so much, one of the reasons anyway, cause
everybody knows girls like all that kissing stuff. I just happened to
like it too and feeling hot little Brenda squirming on my dick was
seriously sweet.

    "Oh fuck! I love your big dick!" Brenda sighed and then she opened
her mouth for my tongue.

    She tasted like strawberry bubble gum, really sweet and her tongue
was so little, light and quick. It played with mine while she sort of
bounced up and down, working my cock deeper. She was nice and tight
today too. I mean, she mostly always is, but sometimes more than
others and I don't know why really. Sometimes, like if we do it before
school? She's sorta almost big inside and super wet too. But she's
always horny anyway, which is awesome for me.

    I guess I stretch her out or something if we fuck too much. Brenda
had just gotten her period though, so we hadn't fucked in like a week
almost. She was nice and tight and I thought she was gonna squeeze my
dick off when it was all the way inside her. I just wished I wasn't
wearing that stupid rubber because I wanted to feel her pussy on my
bare cock. That had to feel even better, I thought. I wished she'd
take some pills or whatever, but Brenda said she was allergic to them
or something.

    "Ummphhh..." she moaned softly and I was rubbing her back while she
just rolled her little ass around.

    My cock was as far inside her pussy as it would get and now she
was just gonna grind for awhile. That's what Brenda called it,
grinding, and she could call it bluegrass for all I cared, it felt
great. Her ass was small, but firm and round, and the perfect size so
I could grab it in both my hands and cover just about all of it.
Jesus, I loved Brenda's butt. I swear! I loved her ass. The rest of
her I just liked a lot. I even wanted to fuck her in the butt
sometimes and when I jerked off that was mostly what I thought about.
Fucking Brenda's perfect little round butt. That might have sounded
kinda sick though, so I kept it a secret. When I saw Brenda's ass
though, you know, I seriously wanted to shove my dick between her
buns.

    "Pick me up..." Brenda giggled, and we were both catching our
breath.

    "Huh?" I looked at her and she was nodding.

    "Yeah, try it," she said. "Just grab my butt and stand up, okay?"

    "Uhhh...whatever," I laughed and I don't know where she got some of
her weird ideas from.

    I slid my hands under her skirt and took her little round butt
cheeks in my hands and stood up slowly. It wasn't hard to do, shoot.
Brenda didn't weight but about eighty pounds or maybe ninety at the
very most. She wasn't even five feet tall yet and I was almost five
foot eight already. I stood up and Brenda wrapped her legs around my
waist, holding me tight with her arms around my neck and that was way
cool.

    "Oh man!" I laughed and Brenda groaned, sorta grunted like a sexy
little pig really, as I started walking around.

    It made my dick move around inside her, like almost in and out,
but more up and down and side to side, like that. She was clamped down
hard too, her pussy was like an oven stuffed with way too much meat,
and even with that condom on my dick, it felt fantastic. Walking
around school with my little girlfriend on my cock! I was gonna tell
my dad about this, fuck! He'd never believe me and I wished someone
would take a picture of it.

    "Bounce me..." Brenda said, panting for air and she was seriously
into it. I could feel her pink nipples even through her training bra
and the rest of our clothes. They were like little bullets and I loved
her tits!

    "Huh?"

    "Fuck me...pick me up and drop me...hard...bounce me on your cock!" she
said, moaning loudly and I shushed her.

    I did what Brenda wanted me to, lifting her ass in my hands,
feeling her sexy cunt slide up my dick and then I sorta let her go,
not completely, but just kinda. She dropped right back down on my cock
and I swear I bounced the big, blunt head of my dick right against the
bottom of her hole. I felt it, like smashing my dick into a soft, hot
brick wall and Brenda gasped loudly, arching her back and begging me
to do it again. Except even harder, as if that were even possible.

    "Oh fuck, Brenda!" I was gasping too, not walking anymore, but
just bending my knees so I could push up the same time that I let her
go. I almost thought I was gonna break something inside the girl,
cause my dick just slammed into her everytime!

    "Uhhh uh uh uh...God!" Brenda screamed, really loud and I knew she
was cumming. That was always a trip and she didn't cum everytime, but
just sometimes. When Brenda did though, she went totally nuts!

    The girl was screaming and kicking, like squeezing my waist with
her thighs so hard I could hardly breathe. Brenda's heels were kicking
my butt and her fingernails were digging into my shoulders through my
shirt. She shoved her mouth hard against mine too, bruising my lips
against her teeth as her little pink tongue shoved into my mouth.
Brenda was moving in like six different directions all at once and I
almost dropped her and finally just put her on the thin carpet and
started pounding the daylights out of her with my dick. That was what
she really wanted, a seriously hard fast fuck and I was giving it to
her.

    I came about a minute later, wishing it was inside her cunt
instead of that stupid condom. But it still felt insanely good and I
held my dick deep inside the girl while my balls spasmed and pumped
all that spermy cum into the rubber I was wearing. We were pretty
lucky we didn't get busted, I figured, cause Brenda had been real
noisy, but now she was quiet and giggling as she lay there. She was
sexy as hell with that freshly fucked look on her face too. Her blonde
hair was all messed up and her blue eyes sorta glazed over. My dick
wasn't gonna go soft either and I coulda fucked her again easy, but
the bell was gonna ring in a few minutes.

    "Thanks for fucking me, Darrel," Brenda giggled. "You can get off
me now."

    "Yeah, I know," I said and I was feeling it, like inside me. God!
She was completely awesome. "I just don't wanna. I love you, Brenda."

    "Heh!" She grinned at me and her pussy sorta gave me a gentle
squeeze. "I love your cock, Darrel."



The end

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