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The following is an original work of fiction and is intended
for the enjoyment of ADULT readers. As you can see my the
header, this one has a little bit for everyone. The primary
characters are all teenagers, so anyone offended by explicit
sexual material involving this ADULT oriented material should
delete this file now. Standard disclamer: all persons
represented in this work are fictional and any resemblance to
persons living or dead is not my fault! All readers are free
to use this story as they see fit but please don't alter it
(Write your own!).
Quicksilver
Summer Fun At the Lake
Part 1 of 4
Terry was 13, 5'5" tall, 120 lbs of muscle and had just
landed his first summer job at a marina on a State owned lake.
The boss was a man named Jim who operated the marina on a
contract basis for the State Parks Department and was joined
in the operation by his wife Nancy, who ran the snack bar and
rental counter; his son Paul (age 19) who performed outboard
motor repair and general maintenance; his daughter Jane (age
16) who helped her mother with the counter work; Don, the
lifeguard and two other boys who worked only on the weekends,
(Jeff another lifeguard, and Tom who helped Paul with general
maintenance) and now Terry the "Dock Boy". The park was
medium sized and included 250 campsites, a bathing beach, 150
rental fishing boats, 16 rental cabins, and a large picnic
area. The lake was 11 miles long and although built as a
flood control facility, was one of the best fishing lakes in
the state. All of the cabins and campsites were full every
weekend and usually all of the boats would also go out on
rental to middle class, blue collar workers who frequented the
park. Some families would spend the entire summer at the
park, with the fathers commuting on the weekends. Camping
fees were inexpensive and the kids had lots of things to keep
them busy. Although surrounded by youth camps and private
cabins, no structures other than the marina and a couple of
camp buildings were visible from the water, so to a person on
the water, the lake looked 'natural'.
As the "Dock Boy" Terry's job included cleaning all of
the rental boats when they were returned by patrons, selling
bait, gas, and on weekdays, mowing grass throughout the park
and helping Paul empty the trash cans in the park. Don also
was expected to help with the mowing and trash collection on
Monday - Wednesday mornings before the beach opened. Terry's
parents had a travel trailer which they parked in a back
portion of the park maintenance area and this became Terry's
home for the summer. Except for the weekends, he stayed there
alone, sleeping in the trailer and eating in the snack bar
unless he felt like cooking his own meals. His parents were
close friends of Jim and Nancy and they trusted his boss's
assurance that he would keep him out of trouble. Terry's
parents also had a 14' fishing boat they kept docked at the
marina, which Terry used to get in some fishing himself on his
Tuesday-Wednesday day's off, as well as to provide transporta-
tion if he wanted to visit friends around the lake.
Jim and Nancy treated Terry like a son and Paul like a
little brother, but for some reason, Jane had always been
antagonistic towards him; treating him like a pest barely to
be tolerated. Terry had never done anything against the girl,
in fact he always looked up to her (both physically and
mentally). Jane was a classic "amazon", tall at 5'10", long
blonde hair, blue eyes, and a body which could stop trains; on
top of that, she was very smart having never gotten anything
but straight "A's" in school. Paul was a jock at 6'2" and 230
lbs of the biggest muscles Terry had ever seen; he was also
less than brilliant when it came to school work, even though
he attended a small college. Were it not for his athletic
scholarship, he probably would not have even been admitted to
the school, due to poor grades all through high school.
On weekends, Terry spent all of his time working on the
docks and was kept busy from early morning till late in the
evening. There seemed always to be a customer wanting bait or
gas or boats to be washed following their return. Most of the
boats would be rented 4-6 times every weekend, so the workload
was heavy. On weekdays however, he spent most of his time
riding a mower, knocking down the 140 acres of grass in the
park. The other boys handled the trash collection and heavy
work and told Terry to keep mowing while they made the rounds
with the pickup truck. They said he was too small to handle
the trash cans, but Terry knew they were spending a great deal
of the time they were gone, drinking beer or chasing the girls
in the campgrounds. That was OK with Terry, since he didn't
like lifting the heavy containers or dealing with the smell
emanating from them anyway. He was content to handle the
mowing and let them have whatever fun they could extract from
that 'grungy' work.
Working on the docks and mowing grass was hot work and
Terry's normal working attire was a pair of cut-off shorts or
swim trunks and tennis shoes without socks. He quickly
acquired a deep tan which was the envy of most of the kids in
the park (especially the girls), and his hair bleached out to
a pale blonde. He also found that his balls cooked when he
wore cotton jockey underwear under the shorts, so he usually
did not wear any.
One of the benefits of doing the mowing however, was the
fact that most of the girls in the park would sunbathe on the
beach in the morning when their fathers, brothers and in some
cases boyfriends went fishing on the lake. This included the
boss's daughter Jane who filled her bikini to maximum capaci-
ty. Every time Terry saw her on the beach, he marveled at her
incredible body, especially her long legs which seemed to go
on forever. Her ass and tits were firm and made his cock hard
every time he even thought about them. It was not uncommon
for Terry to have a hard-on the entire time he was cutting the
beach area, with anywhere from 15-100 young women laid out in
non-existent swim suits before his eyes while he worked. The
fact that some of the girls would flash their tits at him
while he worked and sometimes give him an 'inadvertent'
glimpse of pussy hair or ass cheek did not help his hard-on in
the least and usually ended with him going to his trailer to
jerk-off during his lunch break to relieve the pressure in his
groin. They knew damn well the effect they were having on him
and grew bolder as the weeks passed.
In addition to Jane, there were two other girls who
frequented the beach and were staying the summer who caught
Terry's eye. Debbie, a girl his own age and about the same
physical size as himself, with long brown hair that reached
almost to her ass and green eyes that grabbed hold and would
not let go. Debbie was flat chested but had a personality and
constant smile that Terry really liked. The other was Tracy
a beauty at 5'7" with strawberry blond hair and hazel eyes
with a firm athletic body and breasts about the size of
softballs. Tracy was a year older than himself and apparently
a close friend of Jane's.
Terry's trailer did not have a shower nor did the park
except in the regular camping area, so he would clean himself
by going to the beach at night and taking a bath in the lake.
Nancy, let him use her washer to clean his clothing which were
then air dried on a clothes line. One day while doing his
laundry, he noticed several pairs of frilly panties in a
basket of dirty clothing in the laundry room. He inspected a
pair and deduced from the size that they were Jane's rather
than her mothers. Terry held the panties in his hands and
liked the feel of the soft material against his skin, then
gave them a tentative smell and could smell a mixture of
Jane's perfume and her womanhood in the crotch of the garment.
This excited him greatly, he immediately got hard, just
thinking that these panties had touched Jane's pussy.
Searching through the basket, he found a pink matching bra and
proceeded to feel and smell it also. Making a rash decision,
he stuffed the panties and bra into his pockets when he left
and took them to his trailer where he hid them under his bed.
That night after returning from his bath, he dug them out
and masturbated, with the smell of Jane's body under his nose
and fantasized about making love to her. After his orgasm, he
put the panties on and thrilled to the feel of them as they
passed over his legs and then rested on his ass and against
his balls. Liking the feel of the panties, he decided to try
on the bra which fortunately for him was the type with the
front closure. When the soft nylon contacted his nipples,
they immediately became hard and soon he was masturbating
again; he went to sleep that night wearing Jane's undergar-
ments and dreamed of her lovely body.
The following day, while mowing in the Camping Area, he
saw clothing strung out to dry behind Debbie's parents trailer
and looked closer as he cut the weeds at the back edge of the
lot. Hanging on the line were 6 pair of dainty panties, which
had to be Debbie's since her mother was not there that week
and only her father and brother were at the lake. Again, in
a rash move, after determining that no one was watching, he
pocketed a pair of black nylon panties and then continued
mowing as if nothing were out of the ordinary. Over the next
two weeks, he managed to collect two more pair of Jane's
panties and a dozen from clotheslines in the camping area, in
each case he was able to identify the owner, which made his
fantasies more vivid as he used them to masturbate.
On his days off, Terry would take the undergarments in a
duffle bag to his boat and go to a "Secret Place" he had
discovered several years before, at the back edge of an old
Boy Scout camp, where there was a clearing overlooking the
lake. Here, he would sunbathe in the nude and jerk-off,
rubbing the garments over his body and thrilling to the feel
and smell of them.
None of the girls noticed their missing garments except
Jane, who was now short of 3 pair of panties and two bra's.
She complained to her mother, but neither knew where they had
gone. Terry overheard part of this conversation and decided
he had better return her clothing, the next time he did his
laundry (except for one set!). Terry also stopped his
thievery for the time being, just in case the girls started
talking to each other and compared notes. Little did he know,
that they had already done just that, after he had acquired
the second bra from Jane. The girls arrived at the conclusion
that someone was stealing their clothes; the question was who?
They set several traps over the next week in hopes of
catching the thief, but since Terry had stopped, they were
unsuccessful in their quest. True to his decision, Terry
placed all of Jane's clothing back in her laundry basket the
following Monday when he did his laundry, except the pink set
he had originally stolen. Jane, it seems was the next to use
the laundry room and noticed the return of one particular pair
of red panties she had been missing. Checking with her
mother, she found that Terry had been in the room about an
hour earlier doing his clothes. She said nothing to her
mother, but believed she had found the culprit. Now, the
question was what to do about it?
Jane knew that Terry took a bath each night at the beach,
so she recruited Tracy, Debbie, and another girl named Susan
(who was also missing a pair of panties) to help her. When
Terry left the trailer, Debbie and Susan followed him to the
beach, while Jane and Tracy searched his trailer for the
missing garments. Terry left his shorts, shoes, and towel by
the lifeguard tower and entered the water nude with only a bar
of soap. The girls saw his ass reflected in the scant
available light and wondered that it was not milk white, but
looked somewhat tanned, and giggled to each other from their
hidden vantage point.
Meanwhile, Jane and Tracy had struck "gold" in the
trailer, finding not only their own missing clothing, but all
of the others as well, in fact more than they previously knew
was missing. They gathered up the assorted panties and bras
and proceeded to the beach area, where the other girls were
hiding.
"Where is he?" asked Jane and Susan pointed towards the
water. "His clothes are by the tower," offered Debbie, who
saw the large bundle Tracy had in her hands. "He had them
all," Jane told the girls, "Including my best bra and panties
set...I'm going to kick that little pervert's ass!" Her mind
made up, Jane got up and walked directly to the lifeguard
tower and picked up Terry's clothing and towel, took them to
Susan and told her to take them back to the campsite used by
her father. Jane then told the other two girls to come out
and all three stood in plane sight on the beach by the tower,
waiting for Terry to return.
They didn't have long to wait before Terry swam back to
shore, as he started to come out of the water, he looked up
and saw the girls and immediately lowered himself back in to
cover his nakedness. "Uh...Hi girls, could one of you throw
me my towel?" "What towel?" replied Jane, who was standing
with her arms folded over her breasts. "The one beside my
clothes, at the base of the tower," Terry offered.
"Nope...Nothing here at all," Jane said with a wide smile on
her face. Debbie stepped forward with a pair of her panties
dangling from her index finger and said, "Perhaps you would
prefer these." At the same time, Tracy threw the rest of the
stolen clothing onto the grass and said, "Or These You Little
Pervert!" "Oh SHIT!" Terry muttered to himself, he had been
caught and was in for it now.
Jane walked to the edge of the water and looked directly
at Terry, "Come out here now," she said. "I can't," Terry
almost cried, "I...I don't have any clothes," he replied.
"Come out, or I'll have to come and get you, and if I do, I'll
beat your ass raw!" Terry looked at the beautiful girl on the
beach and the other two behind her, but just couldn't force
his body to move. Without further word, Jane walked into the
water and out to his position, which was just below her crotch
depth and grabbed his left arm.
The feel of Jane's hand on his arm shook Terry out of his
state of shock and he immediately attempted to pull away and
escape, acting in a panic. Jane was not only bigger, but much
stronger than Terry and maintained her grip. Terry's attempt
to flee however, pulled Jane down into the water, and now she
was really mad. "Listen you little shit, your coming with me,
and now your REALLY going to get it for getting me wet!" Jane
spun him around and holding him in a hammer lock on the left
arm and by the hair with her right hand, she forced him to
walk towards the shore. As soon as he was at the edge of the
water, the other girls also grabbed hold of him and the three
forced him up to the lifeguard tower and pressed his back
against it.
Terry was now standing completely nude in front of three
girls he had fantasized about fucking, but who were now
holding him spread eagled against the tower. While the other
girls held his arms, Jane looked him over and grabbed hold of
him by the balls, squeezing them in her right hand. "You had
your chance, buddy, now you will do as your are told, or I
will twist these right off." Tears were now flowing down
Terry's cheeks, as he fought the pain caused by Jane's clamp
hold on his balls. "Please...Please, don't...hurt me," he
pleaded to the girl, "I'll...I'll do what ever you say." "Tie
his hands with the rope on that ring buoy," Jane told the
other girls, who seemed eager at the thought of getting back
at the panty thief. They tied his hands together and then
threw the rope over the seat, pulling his arms high over his
head and forcing him to stand on tip toes. Jane released her
grip on his balls and turned his body back and forth inspect-
ing him, then turned him ass outward and had the girls secure
his feet to the legs of the tower, spreading them wide.
With Terry now firmly secured, Jane moved in behind him
and ran her hands over his back and ass, squeezing the cheeks,
then reached underneath and grabbed his balls again and pulled
them back between his legs, with a jerk. "Arghhh...." he
cried and his whole body trembled with fear of the girl behind
him. "Now little Shit, I would like an explanation of why you
stole our underwear and what you did with it," Jane said in a
stern voice as she clamped down harder on his balls.
"Please...Please, Jane I didn't mean any harm, I just wanted
to be nearer to you..." Terry choked in reply, "I...I, smelled
them, and...stroked myself with them....and...fantasized about
you while I masturbated," he whispered as he openly cried and
his body shook with a combination of fear and pain. "Well
now, that IS interesting," said Jane as she eased the grip on
his testicles. Tracy, go get a switch for me, please." "Sure
thing Jane!" the girl replied as she ran towards a stand of
trees back from the beach.
Turning to Debbie, Jane explained, "First we must punish
him for stealing our clothing and for refusing to get out of
the water, and for getting me wet. Then we can deal with
these SEXUAL problems of his." Debbie shook her head in
agreement as Jane considered how many strokes with the switch
he deserved. Just then Tracy and Susan returned and Tracy
handed Jane a 3' long switch she had procured. "I think 5
spanks for each article of clothing are in order to be deliv-
ered by hand, AND 10 strokes with the switch for refusing to
come out of the water AND 10 strokes with the switch for
getting me wet! Terry's mind raced as he did the mathematics
necessary to determine how many times they were going to hit
him..."OH SHIT," he thought, 85 spanks (17 articles of
clothing) plus 20 with the switch.
*********
End Part 1
Continued Terry2.txt
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file terry2.txt (FD,teens,spank,bd/sm,fm,m rape,mm,tv)
The following is an original work of fiction and is intended
for the enjoyment of ADULT readers. As you can see my the
header, this one has a little bit for everyone. The primary
characters are all teenagers, so anyone offended by explicit
sexual material involving this ADULT oriented material should
delete this file now. Standard disclamer: all persons
represented in this work are fictional and any resemblance to
persons living or dead is not my fault! All readers are free
to use this story as they see fit but please don't alter it
(Write your own!).
Quicksilver
Summer Fun At the Lake
Part 2 of 4
"OK girls, you get 21 spanks each, who wants to start?"
offered Jane. The girls looked at each other and Tracy
stepped forward to get things going. Tracy moved to a point
on Terry's left and first ran her hand down his back then
gently prodded his ass, which was stretched tight due to the
way he was tied. Without warning she drew her hand back and
with what Terry thought had to be all of her strength, struck
his right ass cheek. "Awhhhh...Son of a Bitch!," Terry
yelled. Jane immediately grabbed two pair of panties and
stuffed them into Terry's mouth, so that he could no longer
yell. Tracy continued her attack and delivered all 21 blows
to the right side of his ass only. Terry's muffled cries were
not audible beyond a distance of 5 feet but his body jerked
with each impact and tears flowed freely down his cheeks.
Susan moved in next and delivered all of her spanks to
his left cheek; now his entire ass was aflame, even though
Susan's blows were lighter than Tracy's. Debbie alternated
cheeks as she worked over his poor buns. Now it was Jane's
turn, and she struck with a vengeance. Terry never knew where
the next blow would land as she would strike a couple of times
on one cheek the a single on the other, moving back and forth
until she had delivered all 22 remaining spanks. Terry was
now blubbering, but his punishment was not yet done.
Each of the other girls then gave Terry 3 strokes with
the switch, leaving the final 11 for Jane. The hand spanks
had stung, but the thin switch positively burned. Jane spaced
her lashes at long intervals and used the time to drive her
points home. "When I tell you to do something, will you
comply immediately?" (Whoosh) "Yes" although muffled, was
heard as Terry fought back tears. "When I tell you, you are
going to be punished, will you submit as told?" (Whoosh),
again a muffled "yes". "And will you bare your bottom?"
(Whoosh), "And will you assume whatever position I tell you?"
(Whoosh) "And when you are Very Bad will you go get a
switch?" (Whoosh) "Without being told?" (Whoosh) "And you
won't steal anymore panties?" (Whoosh) "And you will comply
with ANY command we give you? (Whoosh) Twenty.
At this point, Susan produced a flashlight she had gotten
when she returned to her campsite and shined it on Terry's
battered backside. Terry's ass and upper thighs were covered
by swollen red stripes which were oozing blood and the entire
area was bright red. Jane removed the panties from his mouth
and he openly whimpered and cried, his entire body shaking and
trembling. The girls untied him and he fell to the ground
laying on his stomach on the grass, continuing to cry and
tremble.
"Since you seem to like panties so much Terry," Jane
said, "I am going to give you all of these," throwing the pile
of panties onto his body. "To spare you the sneaky practice
of stealing them. You will wear these every day from here on
out." "Further, we will inspect you periodically to make sure
you have them on. You will never know where or when, and if
you don't have them on, YOU WILL GET 10 STROKES WITH THE
SWITCH THAT NIGHT!" "Do you understand and agree?" "Yes
Jane" the boy whispered, "What was that?" "Yes Jane" he said
louder. "Good, now you can go back to your trailer and put
some cream on that cute little red ass of yours," Jane
continued, "Oh, by the way, since tomorrow is your day off, we
will meet you at 10:00 a.m. at your trailer, and you better be
there or we will tell the whole park who the panty thief is,
UNDERSTOOD!" "Yes Jane," Terry replied. At that point, the
girls walked away leaving Terry nude on the beach with no
clothes other than the stolen underwear. Several of the areas
he had to traverse on his way back were well lit and he twice
had to hide in bushes to avoid being seen by fishermen
returning from night fishing trips.
Fortunately, his mother had some lotion which contained
a local anesthetic in the first aid kit, which he gently
applied to his battered butt. Terry slept on his stomach that
night and sex was absolutely the LAST thing on his young mind.
The next morning, the four girls went to Terry's trailer
and found him still in bed, laying naked on top of the covers.
His ass was black and blue with dark red stripes across it
where they had beaten him. Everyone, except Jane was shocked
at the sight of the damage they had inflicted; Jane however,
smiled when she saw the effect. Debbie saw the bottle of
lotion setting on the counter and picking it up poured some
into her hand. Then sitting down beside Terry's trembling
body, gently applied it to his wounded backside and thighs.
Terry sighed as he felt her gentle hand working the anesthetic
lotion into his flesh and felt the pain lessen, he also became
excited by the feel of her hand and soon had an erection. Due
to his position on the bed, the girls could not see his hard-
on and he hoped they would leave while he dressed; Jane had no
such intentions.
"Well now, What are we going to do with this little panty
stealing sissy, girls?" asked Jane, as she stood watching
Debbie apply the lotion. Susan looking at the damage they had
already done, shuttered and replied, "I don't know, but his
ass sure can't take much more." Tracy then spoke, "First have
him get up so we can look him over in the daylight." "OK,"
replied Jane, "Get up you little shit!" Terry was now in a
panic, he was hard as a rock and was going to have to display
his erection to the girls; he turned beet red and rolled onto
his hip facing away from them as he edged off the bed, then
stood with his back to them.
Each of the girls then examined his bruised buns, lightly
running their fingers over the welts left by the switch; Jane
however, grabbed a handful of cheek and squeezed as she
checked him, causing him to wince with pain. All of the
touching had made his cock even harder than before, while he
had hoped it would go down quickly. All the girls had noted
that his skin on his hips and ass was darker than it should
be, but Jane was the one to verbalize it. "You have been
sunbathing in the nude...haven't you Terry?" "Yes Jane," he
whispered his reply. "Where?" she asked, "The old camp at
Levetsville Bay," Terry said softly. "Turn around and look at
me when I talk to you," Jane directed in a stern voice. Terry
complied, trying to hide his erection with his hands. "Well,
well," said Tracy, "What DO we have here?" as Terry's hard 6"
cock came into view; "Put those hands at your sides!" Terry
complied, with his head bowed and his entire neck, face, and
shoulders bright red from embarrassment.
All of the girls started laughing when they saw Terry's
hard-on and told him how "cute" it looked. Terry just got
redder, if that was possible and stood perfectly still.
Debbie, reached out and gave the appendage a stroke with her
soft hand, which caused Terry to inhale quickly and a tremor
went through his body. "Nice," Debbie observed, "smooth and
soft, yet firm." Each of the other girls now took turns
stroking his cock accompanied by "Oohs and Ayahs" and Tracy
and Susan also felt his balls, rolling them between their
fingers. "I don't like that hair." said Jane, "I think we
should shave it off." Before anyone could object, Jane took
Terry's fathers shaving cream from the counter and applied a
coating to his entire crotch area, then told him to lay on the
floor with his legs spread wide.
With all four girls hovering over his body, Jane then
proceeded to scrape what little hair he had from his cock,
balls and crotch, leaving him looking like a little boy;
except for his healthy sized hard-on. "That looks MUCH
better," observed Jane, and the girls again took turns feeling
his crotch and commenting on the smoothness of his now
hairless skin. "Stand up," Jane directed, and when he did the
girls giggled and laughed at his bobbing penis and teased him
about being beaten and shaved by a group of girls.
As Terry stood there red faced with his hard cock
prominently displayed, Tracy offered a suggestion. "Since
Terry stole our clothes to be 'closer' to us and used them to
masturbate...I think he should jerk-off for us...to show us
how good it felt." This brought immediate giggles from the
other girls and Jane turned to Terry and said, "Do it!"
"I...I can't," whimpered Terry, "Not in FRONT of you girls."
"I said DO IT!" demanded Jane as she gave his ass a vicious
slap with her hand. Tears flowed down Terry's cheeks as he
grabbed his cock and proceeded to give the girls a jerk-off
show. They clapped and jeered, laughed and giggled as he
worked his cock for them, then as he was about to cum, Jane
grabbed a cup and told him to shoot into it. Terry sprayed
more cum than he had ever produced before into that cup. When
he was done and his cock limp, Jane pressed the cup to his
lips and ordered "DRINK IT!" Terry complied with his entire
body shaking.
Jane then handed him her pink panties and bra and
directed him to put them on, which he did. "Now meet us at
your boat in 30 minutes, We are going on a picnic!" Jane then
ushered the girls out leaving Terry tenderly sitting on the
bed, clad in Jane's matching bra and panty set with his body
being whacked by tremors and his own cum crusting his lips.
Slowly, he put on a pair of cut-offs over the panties and a
cut-off sweatshirt over the bra, then found a pair of tennis
shoes and washed his face before going to the dock.
Terry was at the dock at the appointed time, but the
girls were late. When they did arrive, Jane and Tracy pulled
up in Jane's boat and the other two walked, each carrying a
shoulder bag. Terry could also see a cooler in the other boat
and knew he was in for a long day. The two girls got into his
boat and Jane directed him to take them to the "secret spot"
he had found at the old camp. Terry proceeded down the lake
followed by Jane and Tracy in the other boat. When they
arrived, Terry tied up the boats in a hidden cove and then
carried the cooler, leading the girls up the hill to the
clearing. "This is fantastic!" exclaimed Debbie when they
arrived at the clearing overlooking the lake. "There's even
a well," observed Susan pointing to an old fashion manual
pump. "This will do nicely," said Jane, who then proceeded to
spread out a blanket on the ground. Soon, the other girls
also spread blankets and stripped down to their swim suits;
Terry just stood there not knowing WHAT to do. Jane provided
the answer, "Strip," she ordered, and Terry now stood naked in
the sun light surrounded by four lovely girls wearing bikinis.
Debbie looked up at Terry and picking up a bottle of
suntan lotion, threw it to him. "Put this on my back," she
said as she laid on her stomach. As Terry approached her, she
reached behind her neck and untied the top strings of her
bikini, then did the same to the back ties. Terry moved her
long brown hair up over her shoulder as she laid with her head
turned to the left resting on her hands. Then took the bottle
and dumped a big glob of lotion into his hand and started
gently working it onto her shoulders and back. The lotion
made her skin feel super smooth and he shifted his position so
that he was now straddling her legs and working his hands up
and down with his thumbs alongside of her spine. Debbie
sighed at his massaging application and when he was done, told
him to do her legs. Terry reversed his position, resting his
limp cock against her nylon covered ass, and started working
on her legs. Again he stroked and massaged the muscles as he
applied the lotion and spent considerable time working on her
thighs, which she spread as his hands worked upwards from her
knees.
When done, she looked over her shoulder and then reached
back with her hands and untied the hip strings on her bikini
and pulled the garment from underneath her, depositing it on
the blanket. "Do that too," she said with a glance towards
her firm ass. Terry reversed positions again, this time
sitting on his heels over her knees and could clearly see the
lips of her pussy and puckered little asshole as he poured
more lotion onto his hands. Debbie's ass was just as it
appeared, firm and well muscled and Terry took his time
applying the lotion, thrilling to the feel of her body. He
traced a fingertip down the crack of her ass and noticed the
little jolt in her body as it passed over her asshole, then
gently cruised on down and passed over the lips of her cunt.
Debbie raised her hips to give him better access and he slowly
inserted a finger into her vagina, while his other fingers
massaged her clitoris. In seemingly no time at all, Debbie
moaned, shuddered and collapsed forward having had a climax.
Watching the action, Susan was sitting on the next
blanket and removed her bikini completely before throwing
Terry her bottle of lotion. "Me NEXT!" she said with a smile
on her face as she displayed her hairless young pussy and
small breasts to his view, then laid on her stomach before
him. Terry now moved to Susan and straddled her body with his
now erect cock resting between the cheeks of her ass. She was
a small girl, only 5'1" with short blonde hair and deep blue
eyes. Almost skinny, her breasts were small, but that was to
be expected on a 12 year old, just into puberty. Terry
started with her legs, then did her back and again finished on
her ass and fingering of her very tight pussy. Terry suspect-
ed that Susan was a virgin and that the tampons were the only
previous intruders into her little slit. Susan screamed
loudly as she came and her entire body shook as the convulsive
climax whacked it, then collapsed onto the blanket and dosed
off to sleep.
Tracy was next and also removed her swim suit but instead
of laying on her stomach, laid on her back and told him to do
her front. Terry was hard as a rock and his dick bobbed as he
moved from one girl to the other. Tracy pulled her legs up so
that her feet were flat on the ground as he worked on the
calfs, and her pussy was clearly visible with it's reddish
blond hair lightly covering it. When he started on her
thighs, she just opened her legs wider, and Terry noted the
parting of her cunt lips accompanied that move. He could now
see her clit and the hole below it, along with a trickle of
juice flowing from it in anticipation of his hands. Terry
moved up along side her and slowly spread the lotion over her
firm belly then up to her shoulders, arms, and those softball
size tits. Her breasts were firm yet soft and he spent at
least 10 minutes massaging them, concentrating on her erect
nipples which jutted up about an inch. He then moved a hand
downward and stroked her pussy lips, inserting one then two
fingers into that hot opening as she thrashed about below him.
Soon, Tracy arched her back, thrusting her pussy against his
hand as hard as she could and came with several jerks and a
deep moan.
Jane had watched as he brought each of the other girls to
a climax and massaged their bodies, but when he approached her
with his jutting hard-on, she smacked it with her hand, which
caused it to deflate somewhat. She allowed him to apply the
lotion to her back only and removed no clothing in the
process. When he was done, she told him to lay on the blanket
and applied lotion to his back, ass, and legs; then told him
to turn over and coated his chest and belly with the cream.
The other girls were watching as she worked the lotion onto
his again hard cock and smooth hairless balls. Jane then told
him to pull his knees up to his chest keeping them spread
wide. This brought his asshole into view as well as his naked
crotch and Jane worked her lotion covered fingers around the
puckered little opening. Soon she had inserted one of her
fingers and then two. At this point, she reached into her bag
and brought out an 8" dildo which was about two and one half
inches in diameter and greased it with her free hand, then
placed it at the opening of Terry's ass.
"I'm going to fuck you Terry," Jane said with a wicked
smile on her face, "Just like the little pussy-assed girl that
you are." She then shoved the cock into his ass and he yelped
with the pain, but she continued shoving until it was fully
buried. Jane then moved forward and extracted the dildo which
had straps attached to it and fastened it to her hips, then
forced it back into his ass and started thrusting in and out.
"Oh God NO!" he cried as she pummeled his ass, rotating her
hips as she worked it in and out; tears flowed from his eyes
and his body shuddered and trembled at the attack. After
about 50 thrusts, he felt his cock jerk and knew that he had
cum on his stomach, without anyone touching his cock. Jane
stopped her attack with the dildo still fully buried in him
and scraping the cum from his stomach, fed it to him with her
fingers until his abdomen was clean. "Now you know what it's
like to be RAPED," Jane said and jerked the fake cock inside
him to emphasize the point. Terry rolled into a ball laying
in a fetal position when she withdrew the device from him and
just laid there crying and trembling. Jane would not allow
any of the girls to comfort him, she wanted him to feel just
as he now did. Jane then kicked him until he rolled off of
her blanket and lay on the ground beside it.
The other girls were not too happy about the way Jane had
treated Terry, but she was the oldest and much larger than any
of them so there wasn't much they could do about it. Later,
after Terry had recovered, Debbie let him lay on her blanket
and stroked his body as they laid in the sun; Susan had turned
on a radio, and music filled the air in the clearing. About
a hour later, they heard the sound of a boat motor entering
the bay but could not see the boat. When the sound abruptly
stopped, they became concerned and the girls immediately
started putting their clothing back on, Jane however, would
not allow Terry to dress, but told him to hide in the bushes
further up the hill.
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Subject: Story: Terry Pt 3/4
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file terry3.txt (FD,teens,spank,bd/sm,fm,m rape,mm,tv)
The following is an original work of fiction and is intended
for the enjoyment of ADULT readers. As you can see my the
header, this one has a little bit for everyone. The primary
characters are all teenagers, so anyone offended by explicit
sexual material involving this ADULT oriented material should
delete this file now. Standard disclamer: all persons
represented in this work are fictional and any resemblance to
persons living or dead is not my fault! All readers are free
to use this story as they see fit but please don't alter it
(Write your own!).
Quicksilver
Summer Fun At the Lake
Part 3 of 4
About 5 minutes later, "Red" the park ranger came walking
up the hill and found the four girls sunbathing, listening to
music. "You girls are trespassing," he said in a stern voice,
"This is private property, belonging to the Boy Scout Council
and you are not supposed to be here." "But they never use
this place anymore," Jane offered in explanation, "We're not
hurting anything, just getting a sun tan away from those awful
boys at the beach...Please Mr. Curtis, can't we stay?" "No
Jane, you know the rules and I would hate to have to tell your
dad that I arrested you, now pack up your stuff and get out of
here." "By the way, is Terry up here with you? That looks
like his boat down there in the cove." Debbie quickly
replied, "No Mr. Curtis, he loaned it to me and Susan, since
Jane's boat is too small for four people." "Oh, OK, just
checking...Come on now girls, let's get a move on." "Red"
stayed right with them until they had carried everything down
to the boats and then followed them out of the bay onto the
main lake, then shadowed them as they proceeded back towards
the marina.
Terry was in a panic, here he was stuck in the woods
completely naked over 4 miles by water and about 8 by land
from the marina. What was he to do? At first he just waited
and hoped the girls would come back for him, but he saw "Red"
following them back up the lake so he knew it was going to be
quite some time. "That S.O.B. will probably follow them all
the way back to the dock," he thought to himself and as it
turned out he was right. During the afternoon, Terry decided
to search the old Boy Scout Camp and hoped to find some
clothing to cover himself with, he knew the camp still had a
caretaker so he would have to be careful not to be seen
running around in the nude.
Terry carefully worked his way through the camp looking
for ANY kind or clothing, canvas, or other cloth with which to
cover himself. No luck, every building was either empty or
locked and nothing usable was found. It was now evening and
he again started to panic, he returned to the hill, but no
boats were visible anywhere on the lake and there were no
signs that the girls had returned during his absence. The air
was turning chilly as the sun got lower in the sky and across
the lake he could see another youth camp. This one however
was occupied and among other things he could see towels and
clothing hanging on clothes lines to dry. It was only about
a quarter mile across the lake at this point and the other
camp was on the same side as the marina and would shorten his
walk back by 6 miles. He decided to wait until it got darker,
then swim across the lake, steal some clothing and then walk
back to the marina.
Until dark, Terry sat in hiding on the shoreline where he
could see up the lake, in case one of the girls came back for
him; no one came. After sunset when the woods became black,
he lowered himself into the water and swam towards the lights
on the other side of the lake. When he got near to the other
shore he could hear voices coming from all directions up and
down the shoreline, so he swam as quietly as he could to a
point directly below the cabins and crawled out hiding in the
bushes along the rocky shore. He could hear both boys and
girls voices, the girls seemed closer. Slowly he worked his
way up until he could see exactly where he was at, and to his
surprise, directly before him was a clothesline. Reaching up,
he pulled a garment from the line and carried in back down to
the water's edge before even looking at it to see what he had
taken. To his shock, IT WAS A GIRLS SUN DRESS! "Well a dress
is better than no clothes at all," he thought to himself and
put the dress on. It fit him surprisingly well given the
circumstances under which he had obtained it; totally at
random. It was a little short and tight in the chest, but
covered everything he needed covered. Terry decided to moved
around to the boy's cabins and see if he couldn't steal some-
thing more appropriate for his long walk home.
Hearing boys voices, Terry moved as silently as he could
as he slid through the darkness behind the boy's cabins to
where he had seen their clotheslines. Just as he stepped
forward to take a piece of clothing from the line, he heard a
twig snap behind him and he was straightaway tackled by two
boys. "We got her!" they yelled and at once three more boys
surrounded him. A flashlight was shown in his face and the
boys immediately determined that in fact they had captured a
boy rather than a girl, but one wearing a little girl's dress.
Terry was dragged into the boy's cabin and his hands
tied behind his back. "Now, what the fuck is going on here?"
a boy considerably bigger and who looked to be 2 or 3 years
older asked. Terry was afraid and his body shook with fear as
he tried to explain his presence outside their cabin.
Meanwhile, one of the younger boys lifted his skirt and saw
that he was nude underneath, then saw the stripes on his ass.
"Somebody whooped this kid good," he observed, pointing out
Terry's ass to the other boys behind him. "Sure did," one of
them said, "Bet that hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!" "Frank, you
got to see this!"
Frank was the large boy, Terry had been talking to who
was seated before him on the edge of a bed. "Well turn his
little butt around here where I can see it then," Frank
replied and the boys spun Terry around and held his dress up.
Frank looked at the red marks, then reached out with his hand
and tenderly traced his fingertips along one of the welts.
"God Damn, you got that right, somebody laid into this ass but
good!" "Undress him!" Frank ordered and Terry was quickly
stripped of the dress which was ripped from his body. Frank
now looked over the rest of Terry's slim body and noted his
head to toe sun tan and hairless crotch which looked to have
been shaved due to a couple of razor nicks. "This kid looks
like one of those faggot sex slaves," Frank offered as an
opinion, "That true Sissy?" he asked Terry with his nose less
than an inch away from Terry's own.
Terry started crying now and with a choked voice, told
the boys about having been caught, beaten, shaved, dominated,
raped and then abandoned by the girls. His entire body shook
as he told his story but the humiliation of telling it in
detail caused his cock to become half erect. This did not
escape Frank's notice, who waited until Terry had completed
his story then replied. "So you got your pussy-ass beaten by
a bunch of girls whose underwear you were stealing uh...Then
you try to steal our clothes...after you stole a dress from
the girls in this camp...Why your nothing but a little
perverted fucking faggot thief!" "Since we already know you
take it up the ass, maybe we ought to just fuck you ourselves
for trying to steal our clothes." Terry looked around the
room and saw five smiling faces looking back at him and
tongues licking lips in anticipation of working over his young
body. "On your knees!" Frank ordered and when Terry had been
placed in position, Frank pulled his swim trunks down exposing
his big cock and balls, and shoved them directly into Terry's
face. "Suck me FAGGOT, or I'll kick your ass good, if you
think you got a beating from those girls, you ain't seen
nothing yet!"
Two of the boys held Terry and one of them grabbed his
hair at the back of his head and shoved his face forward so
that his lips were resting against Frank's cock. Terry knew
he had no choice, these boy were bigger and apparently willing
to beat the living shit out of him if he didn't give them what
they wanted, so he flicked his tongue over the head of Frank's
cock which immediately started getting larger. "That's it
Frank murmured, lick it real good little girl, make it nice
and hard so I can fuck your ass with it." The other boys were
laughing and giving each other "high-fives" for their luck in
capturing their sex object for the night. Terry swirled his
tongue around the cock head and decided that it tasted good,
then gently sucked the head into his mouth as it continued to
grow. Soon it was fully erect, about 7 1/2" but slim, and
Frank pulled his cock out of Terry's mouth and shoved him down
so that his ass was up and accessible. Frank took hold of
Terry's hips and after applying some cream of some sort to his
asshole, worked a couple of fingers in and out until Terry
felt loose enough to him; then lined up his cock with the
little opening and slowly shoved it in. Terry felt no pain
this time and soon was rocking back and forth on the impaling
intruder.
Someone untied his hands and he no more than got them
down on the floor to steady himself, when another cock was
shoved in his face. This one was smaller as was the owner,
but Terry just inhaled it and sucked the boy as best he could.
In short order he felt the cock twitch and knew that the boy
was going to cum. He tried to pull away but the boy grabbed
his head and rammed his dick down Terry's throat as he spewed
his juice. About that time, he could hear Frank moaning
behind him and felt him shooting his load deep in his ass.
Both boys were immediately replaced and over the next hour and
a half, Terry fucked and sucked every boy in the room. Cum
was dripping out of his ass and running down the insides of
his thighs as well as smeared all over his face. With all of
them expended, they gave him a washcloth and a towel to clean
himself up, then handed him a T-shirt, shorts, and a pair of
tennis shoes. When he was dressed, they lead him to the door
and before shoving him out threatened to kill him if he ever
told anyone what had happened in their cabin. Terry promised
he would never tell, since he too, wanted no one to know. It
was a long walk home and Terry's well plowed ass tingled and
dripped cum, all the way back to his trailer. It was a tired
boy indeed who fell to sleep that night in his bed.
When Terry awoke the next morning his asshole and jaw
were both sore from the workout the night before and he was
mad as hell about the girls leaving him nude in the middle of
nowhere. His entire body ached from the physical exertions of
the previous day and his mind was numb from everything that
had happened to him in the past 2 days. He walked up the hill
behind the trailer and sat in a wooded area overlooking the
marina and lake. With his chin resting on his knees pulled up
against his chest and held by his tightly clamped arms, he
trembled and shook and cried his heart out. Down below he
could hear someone knocking on his trailer door, calling his
name. He moved to a point where he could see them but not be
seen; it was Debbie and Susan. After wiping his face and
trying to regain control of his emotions, he walked down to
the trailer and the girls.
Debbie saw him approach and ran to him, throwing her arms
around him giving him a hug, Susan hugged him as soon as she
could from behind. "Thank God your safe!" Debbie said and
kissed him on the cheek, then saw his red and swollen eyes and
felt his body tremble inside her embrace. She could tell he
had been crying and now was very concerned as to why. "What
happened, Terry," she whispered. Terry tried to answer, but
again broke into tears and his body shook. Debbie and Susan
led him to his trailer and then inside and sat on the bed with
him, stroking and hugging him while he attempted to regain
control.
He hid his face in his hands as he told them what
happened after they left, trying to find clothing in the camp
and hoping they would come back, then swimming across the
lake, stealing the dress, being captured by the boys and
having had to give them sex in exchange for not beating him up
and some clothes; followed by the long walk home. When done,
he couldn't look at the girls, he kept his face in his hand
and drew up into a ball on the bed, once again his body
whacked by convulsive crying. Both girls continued to hug and
stroke him, hoping to relax his body from the convulsions
which passed in wave after wave through it. After a while,
Debbie stood beside the bed and undressed herself, then pulled
his T-shirt off. Seeing what Debbie had in mind, Susan also
undressed and worked his shorts and shoes off of his body,
then the girls moved him under the covers of his bed and
pressed their naked flesh against his. Debbie took hold of
his head and held it against her breasts and stroked her
fingers through his hair and massaged his neck and shoulders,
while Susan stroked his back, hips, ass, and legs, trying to
relax him. Slowly, their caresses took effect and he slowly
uncoiled his body between them. They now pressed full length
against him front and back and continued petting as he cried
into Debbie's breasts.
The girls rolled him onto his back and while Debbie
stroked his face and kissed him, little Susan kissed his
stomach and caressed his thighs, then kissed and sucked his
cock and balls. She may not have had much experience giving
head, but Terry had none at receiving it, her mouth felt great
and soon he was thrusting his hips to drive his cock into her
small mouth. Debbie fed her small breasts to his mouth and he
sucked her nipples like a baby as she continued stroking his
torso and kissing him wherever she could reach with her mouth.
When he came it was the hardest orgasm his body had ever
experienced, spewing what felt like gallons of cum in to
Susan's mouth. The poor girl could not swallow it all and
when she pulled back, it sprayed all over her face and into
her hair. Terry collapsed after his climax and when Debbie
saw Susan's cum covered face, she laughed and then licked it
clean. Susan just giggled and smiled as Debbie's tongue
cleaned her flesh. Both girls held onto Terry and napped with
him in his bed.
Terry awoke to the feel of a small hand stroking his limp
but rapidly growing cock. The fingers gently probed his
tender balls, rolling them and stroking the sensitive skin of
his sack. They then returned to his cock and with thumb and
index finger circling it at the base, gently pulled outward
toward the head, then palmed the head and returned to the base
in a milking motion. Terry sighed and slowly opened his eyes
to see who was giving him this pleasure, since he could feel
two bodies pressed tightly against his, one front and one
back. His body trembled as he remembered telling the girls of
his ordeal the day before and of their tender ministrations to
him. He wanted badly to thank them but did not want to bring
up the subject of his homosexual orgy. Although he hated the
idea of having sucked and fucked 5 boys, he had loved the sex
and the attention it had offered him. If the truth be known,
he had enjoyed the hell out of the sex, but had not liked
being forced into it. Was he gay? He didn't know, he had
never really had sex with a girl, so he had no basis for
comparison. At this moment, however, he was in a position to
fulfill both of his needs. To repay the girls for their
compassion, and to compare sex with a girl to his gay sex
experience.
The hair resting on his shoulder was blonde so the hand
and body pressed against his front side must be Susan. Terry
kissed her hair and little Susan tilted her head back and
looked up, a wide grin on her lovely young face. "Hi,"
whispered Terry and Susan gave him a light kiss on the lips
and squeeze of his cock as her reply. Terry, pulled her
tighter against him, encircling her with his arms and gave her
a deep kiss on the mouth as he hugged her to him. "Thanks,"
he offered in a whisper as she gave a small whimper, "I don't
know how to thank you for staying with me," he continued,
murmuring into her ear, "I was so scared, and confused,...I
couldn't think..." "I know," Susan replied, "but we love you
and couldn't leave you like that, "How do you feel know?"
"Horny," Terry replied and gave her another deep kiss. This
caused Susan to giggle and give his cock another squeeze,
which Terry interpreted as a 'Go Ahead' signal; his hands
responded accordingly, stroking her back and ass, marveling at
the feel of her smooth skin. They continued to kiss and
stroke each others bodies for what seemed like a long time and
soon Terry was fully erect and Susan dripping juice from her
pussy.
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