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From: an138013@anon.penet.fi (Blackwind)
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Date: Tue, 10 Jan 1995 22:25:20 UTC
Subject: REPOST: Abducted (mf,teen,bd,nc)
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Contains: mf,bd,teen,nc
 
                                  ABDUCTED
 
 
 
        I was fifteen the day it happened.  It was both scary
        and wonderful, losing my virginity.
 
        I was standing at the ice cream stand.  My hair fell to
        my waist in thick, black waves and my eyes were soft brown.
        I had a wonderful tan, and it showed with my skimpy white
        shorts and my white short sleeve blouse and my pink
        moccassins.  Maybe that's what attracted them.
 
        My daddy's a cop, so I wasn't scared that anyone would
        try to do anything to me.  And yet I was secretly excited.
        They might kidnap me, I realized, and have their way with my
        hot virgin body.  I sat down to eat my ice cream and they
        watched me closely.
 
        They were all big, muscular men, four of them.  One was
        black, and two of them looked Hispanic, and the last one was
        white.  I could imagine the sweaty smell of their bodies
        pressed against me, violating me, and I felt myself getting
        flustered.
 
        They watched me for a long time, then all of them got
        into--of all things--a big white van and drove off.  I was
        kind of disappointed and yet relieved.  If they did kidnap
        me, they might murder me.
 
        I was just finishing up when a boy came over.  He was a
        little older than me and I didn't know him.  He had a
        stuffed white teddy bear.  "I was asked to give this to
        you", he said.  "Secret admirer."
 
        I took it in my arms and thanked him, then started
        toward home.   I turned onto a side street with no houses,
        and I felt like I was being followed.  A quick glance over
        my shoulder and I saw the white van coming up behind me.
        I felt weak.  I wanted to run, but I couldn't.
 
        Suddenly the van was there and I heard the door open.
        An arm wrapped around my waist and a hand pressed over
        my mouth.  I let out a scream in my throat, scared.  I was
        pulled into the van and the door closed.
 
        The white guy, who was driving, turned around and
        looked at me.  "That's her", he said.  "Karen Anderson.
        The cop's daughter."
 
        I tensed.  This was a planned kidnapping, then.  I was
        afraid they were going to kill me.
 
        "Tie her up", he ordered.  The hand came away and my
        wrists were tied behind me.
 
        "What are you going to do with me?", I asked, crying.
 
        "We're going to hold you for ransom", the black man
        said.  "Then we'll let you go."
 
        A handkerchief was yanked between my teeth and tied
        behind my head.  The two Hispanic men ran their hands over
        my legs and I trembled.
 
        "Leave her alone", the white guy snapped.  "She's just
        a kid."
 
        They took me to an abandoned garage and took me inside,
        where they put me in a chair and tied my ankles.  A little
        while later one came in with a cellular phone.  It was the
        black man.  He also had a Polaroid camera that did instant
        pictures, and he snapped one of me.  Then he opened my
        blouse.  I wasn't wearing a bra, so my breasts spilled out,
        my pink nipples erect.
 
        He took another picture, then buttoned up my blouse.  I
        was shaking all over.  I thought he was going to rape me.
 
        Somehow, I was excited.
 
        He then called my house and made his demand, $100,000
        dollars or they'd kill me.  He said he'd send pictures, then
        hung up and left.
 
        Two hours later the white guy came in and untied my
        ankles, then led me into another room where a matress lay
        on the floor.  I began to sob as he laid me down, knowing he
        was going to do it to me.
 
        "Don't cry", he soothed, stroking my hair.  His voice
        was calm, soft.  "I won't do it if you don't want me to."  I
        didn't and I did at the same time.
 
        He reached his hand down between my legs and began to
        rub my sensitive cunt.  I squirmed and moaned; it really
        felt good.
 
        He continued to talk as he rubbed, his voice soft and
        soothing.  I raised myself a little and he rubbed harder,
        bringing me to orgasm.
 
        I lay there, weak and shaking.  It had felt wonderful.
        He worked my shorts off, then removed my soaked panties.  He
        blew gently on my damp cunt and I moaned.  Then he started
        to lick it.
 
        I came in a wet gush all over his lips and tongue, and
        he lapped it up.  I wanted him in me.  It didn't matter that
        he'd kidnapped me, I wanted him in me.
 
        He opened my blouse and kissed my soft red nipples.  I
        moaned again.  He slid up onto me, and I felt his long,
        stiff cock press against my cunt lips.  I nodded and he
        pushed it in, slowly.
 
        I bit down on the gag.  It hurt worse than I could ever
        imagine.  I whimpered and he pulled out, soothing me.  I
        could see blood on his cock, and knew he had broken my
        hymen.
 
        He took the gag out of my mouth.  "Please, finish", I
        begged.  Since he'd just taken my virginity, he might as
        well finish.
 
        He paused, and to my surprise, put a rubber on.  Then
        he shoved it back in, pressing his lips against mine.  I
        closed my eyes and gave in.
 
        My cunt was aching, but it felt good, so good I didn't
        want him to stop.  His tongue probed my mouth, brushed
        against my teeth, my own tongue as he moved back and forth
        in me, his body pressed firmly against mine.  I exploded in
        orgasm, my whole body shuddering, and went limp, faint.  He
        continued to pump for a few more seconds then pulled out,
        still kissing me.
 
        "I love you, Karen", he whispered as he pulled away.
 
        "That's why I kidnapped you.  To make love to you."
 
        "It was good", I panted.  "I liked it."
 
        He held me in his arms and kissed me for a while, then
        gagged me and laid me back.  When he got up, I saw the other
        three standing around.
 
        They all hand their pants down.  I was willing to do it
        again; it had felt so good the first time.  "She's all
        yours", he said.  "Fuck the slut."
 
        The black man got down and slammed between my legs so
        hard it hurt.  One of the Hispanic men pulled out my gag and
        straddled me, shoving his cock into my mouth.
        It filled my mouth, warm and soft and hard at the same
        time.  I started to suck; I'd never done it before, so I
        guess my teeth kept brushing it.  I didn't really like it at
        first.
 
        I felt my orgasm building in my cunt as the black man
        fucked me and shot his load.  Just as he did so I came as
        well, and so did the Hispanic man with his cock in my mouth.
        I swallowed his load; it was salty and thick and warm.
 
        The other Hispanic man fucked my cunt, too, and then
        they started over, all four of them at once.  While one
        kissed my mouth, another sucked my breasts and one fucked my
        cunt.  I moaned and whimpered and screamed, enjoying this
        gang rape.
 
        They all fucked my mouth afterward, and then they left
        me lay there, weak and panting and crying from exhaustion.
        They gagged me and took pictures, then the white guy put my
        shorts back on and closed my blouse, and took me back to the
        chair.
 
        After a while the white guy came in and untied me.  He
        let me pee, then took me outside to the van.  He told me he
        was letting me go: the ransom demand had been a sham.  They
        just wanted my body.
 
        It was getting dark, and he took me home.  He gave me a
        long, passionate kiss before he let me out.
 
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        That was five years ago.  Today I'm married to him; we
        got married a year ago.  We participate in a lot of orgies
        and wife swapping, because we like it.  And the others?
        Once in a while, they still come around...and in me.
 
                                  End
 
 
 
 
 
 
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