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Archive-name: Violent/xmascarl.txt
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Archive-author: Mark E. Dassad
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Archive-title: Christmas Carol
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(C) 1992 Mark E. Dassad. May be reproduced and redistributed
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un-edited and un-altered in electronic format for NON-PROFIT
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ONLY with this notice intact. The author reserves the right
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to sell paper copies at huge profit to the disconnected. Any
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other use constitutes fraud, and you'll be hunted down like a
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dawg and violated if you violate this. Okay you can fix typos,
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but only if you send me corrections.
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STORY: Christmas Carol
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I was fourteen. I'd already nailed my cousin Franny that Summer at
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the Fourth of July picnic my Uncle Les always does out on his piece of
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property in Pennsylvania, but Carol was my first piece of strange
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pussy, and that made it especially sweet. Franny was just practice,
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she was *old*, sixteen, big flabby tits, really she was almost fat,
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and disgustingly hairy, and most of the cousins who had hit puberty
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had been nailing her regularly since she was twelve, so she was pretty
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well "broken in". But it was good practice, she showed me where all
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the holes were, and that important little knob of flesh women have
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where their dick would be. I fucked a lot of different women before I
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realized that Franny's "nub" was more like a goddamn mini-prick; when
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I think about it, the goddamn thing got hard and stuck out from her
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twat. I'd fucked a goddamn hermaphrodite and didn't even know it at
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the time.
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Girls thought I was hot. I know I was decently pumped, for a kid, and
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I was getting some hair on my chest, it's that dark-haired
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Mediterranean thing. And puberty had been really kind to me and
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spared me from an oozing pizza-face.
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And I was a Belanger.
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Most guys thought I was a conceited asshole, but they didn't say shit.
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Word around school was Belangers kick ass and that was the goddamn
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truth, we'd been kicking ass in that school system from the time my
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oldest sister Claudia busted Johnny Duxbury's arm in a fight in the
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fourth grade way back in 1955, through four brothers, Luke, Gary,
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Paul, Philip, and finally me, fifteen years younger than Claudia, five
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years after Philip. Maybe I was an "accident", but screw it.
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Catholics don't have accidents they have kids.
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Emery, the grammar school gym teacher, ex-marine asshole. I actually
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kind of got along with him, maybe 'cuz he recognized a kindred psycho.
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First Grade, first fucking grade, I'm six years old we're all standing
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in the gym, he gets to my name, he goes "Belanger?? Are you Philip
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and Gary's kid brother?"
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I remember I shrugged, I was only six fucking years old and he was
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big, though a lot older than when my sister ran into him, he was the
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guy pulled her off the Duxbury kid. Claudia always smiles when she
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tells that story, said she was trying to rip the little puke's arm off
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to beat him with it because he called her a tombooy, but only managed
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to bust it.
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Emery got this nutso look, tossed his clipboard on the floor, made a
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big loud clatter, a couple of kids squeaked, some of them jumped like
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frightened mice.
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He stares at me goes "I thought I'd finally got rid of you br..
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Sonofa... je... How many of you ARE there??"
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I remember I grinned a big ugly grin, I was missing my bottom front
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teeth, I hollered "There's only one'a ME, I ain't twins!"
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Like I said, I got a big psycho streak, nothing scares me, it's not a
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good survival instinct I guess, but I found early on that most people
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ARE chickenshit, and don't shove back; you can take what you want from
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them and they'll piss all over themselves trying to please you
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afterward so you won't hurt them worse.
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Life is mysterious and wonderful.
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I recall the gym teacher, Emery. He picked up his clipboard, muttered
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something nasty under his breath, goes out loud "Yeah you're a
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Belanger all right". Didn't do shit to me that first day for wising
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off, but I got slapped around plenty the rest of my six long years in
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that oppressive little shithole of a school. Screw it, it wasn't any
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worse than my older brothers pounding me for kicks when they were
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bored. At least the schools had some rules about what they could do
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to you, like for example holding you upside down over the toilet,
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flushing your head while they pissed in your face, I never had a
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teacher try *that*.
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You know, I found out in Jr. High that it was *illegal* where I grew
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up for teachers to slap kids around, nobody clued me in all through
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grammar school. Like anyone would've believed a BELANGER, or cared.
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...
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Oh yeah but back to this Carol chick. She was a seventh grader and I
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was in the ninth, a major figure in the "greaser" crowd. Car Boys.
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No duck-tails, but we were still doing the leather jackets, boots with
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zippers up the side, and this was the mid 70s if you can believe it.
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Maybe that part of the country is kinda backwards, I don't know.
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Anyhow, this Carol, she followed me around like a goddamn puppy dog,
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the guys I hung with gave me shit, made rude remarks about my "fan
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club", so I figured I'd go for it. I actually found her attractive,
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she barely had any tits and she was on the fat side of the spectrum,
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but she had nice skin and long dark hair. and she seemed so ...
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"fresh..." like a innocent little kid next to all the whores that were
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throwing themselves at me. I was dangerous and good looking, it makes
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a lot of chicks, even the prudes, slime in their panties. I checked
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around to make sure Carol wasn't a fucking Wop or Pole or something,
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with a bunch of older brothers and uncles with names like Guido or
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Stosh and shit; psycho, yes. Stupid, no.
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My bud Slam was throwing a major party the weekend before Christmas,
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his mother was off somewhere, probably whoring around with the latest
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coke-dealer she'd picked up. There was a bunch of high school kids
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gonna be there, Slam's brother Pez was a Junior, had friends who were
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old enough to get kegs, it was cool. Slam and Pez threw the best
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partys, there was always more booze and 'candy' than you could want,
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and the strung like a million little christmas lights all oover the
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house, the kids thath were seriously tripping would just stand and
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stare at the ceiling ike they seen God. It was a fucking hoot, SIxth
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grade me and Stiv wrapped this one kid in this silver tinsel stuff you
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put on trees, he stayed that way for hours. I think that was the year
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Pez got into the drug scene and picked up his nickname, the first year
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we all started really partying, staying out all weekend whenever their
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mother wasn't around.
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Like my parents gave a shit. The less I was home the less I ate, the
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less electricity I used. So my old man lost his favorite punching
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bag, him and my mother would have to entertain themselves throwing
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heavy objects at each other's heads and then threatening to kill the
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neighbors when they inevitably called the cops.
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Yee Haw.
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...
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I slid up to this Carol girl, where the seventh-grader's had their
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lockers, she was talking to some ugly skinny little girlfriend of hers
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between classes. I leaned against the locker, staring at Carol, till
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the friend looked up at me and kind of squeaked, that got Carol to
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turn and look too, I was standing right behind her. I kind of kept
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staring at the friend till she got the clue and took off.
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"I seen you around," I smiled at Carol.
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She clutched her books to her chest, and stared at her shoes. I
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scanned up and down her pudgy little body, her face was all red, but
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she was smiling. I'd seen my cousin Franny naked, but all I ever had
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around the house were brothers, and I was trying to imagine how this
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girl compared to Franny. I already started into my growth spurt by
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ninth grade, I was probably around 5'9" or 5'10" by then, and Carol
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was tops 5'2". Puberty was the best, it was great finally being
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bigger than the girls, it was about goddamn time.
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"Umm, yeah." She was not a great conversationalist.
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"Yeah, I think you're really... a fox." I smiled at her and slouched
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against the lockers, she turned even brighter red. "My friends are
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having a Christmas party this weekend, you wanna come with me?"
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Carol jerked her head up at me and her eyes got really big. "Umm,
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yeah..." she hesitated. "I have to ask my parents..."
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I shrugged. "Whatever. See you tomorrow?"
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"sure." she almost whispered.
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"Carol, right?" I realized I wasn't even sure of her name at the
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time. She nodded.
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...
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Slam's brother Pez was really feeling generous, he drove me to
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Carol's house to pick her up, Slam went along for the ride.
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By eight o'clock on a Friday night, my old man was corked and getting
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meaner by the ounce, I didn't want to get in a car with him that's for
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damn sure, and none of my brothers were living at home by then. Phil
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was doing time for grand theft auto, beats me where the hell Gary
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disappeared to, he went off to college and never came back, Claudia
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was big-time into the NYC biker-dyke scene and my old man threatened
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to kill her if she came on his property, Paul and Luke were sharing an
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apartment in the Village; I think they were making gay porno movies
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to support their habits, but I couldn't prove it.
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Pez was pretty cool, he was the main player in the HS drug crowd, they
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called him Pez cuzza the ugly tracheotomy scar on his neck, I don't
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know the whole story but it had something to do with getting some
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fucked up drugs and his throat swelling shut. He talked kinda weird,
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raspy like, but he was fucking funny, and his friends were pretty
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funny too. So long as you didn't try to stiff them on a deal, anyway,
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which I never did. Gary Kaplan lost a bunch of teeth and had his nose
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bent sideways, rumor was Pez' buddies kicked him so hard his nuts
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ruptured and had to be cut off. He was a stupid little shit and was
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skimming, he deserved it.
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Me and Pez and Slam cruised up to Carol's house in their mom's old
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'68 Rambler, pretty fucking embarrassing ride, but what the fuck.
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Carol lived in a pretty lousy neighborhood, it was almost as crummy
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as me or Slam's house. She came tearing outta the house when I got
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outta the car and started heading for her front door; I recognized
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that "oh my god don't let him see where I live" panic; I had to smile.
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Seemed like me and this little chick had something in common besides
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thinking I was cool.
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We slid into the back seat, and Slam and Pez turned around to eyeball
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my "date". "Lay" woulda been more accurate I suppose. Whatever. I
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reached my left arm around her shoulder and rubbed my hand over her
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tit, as Slam and Pez watched and smiled. I felt her body go all
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rigid, but she didn't say shit, so I grinned right at Slam and kept
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rubbing her little flat titty. Christ, it felt like a small gumdrop
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taped to her chest, kinda excited me, I like 'em not quite ripe.
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Carol was all tarted up, what was it, like 1975 I figure? She was
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wearing nice tight jeans and a tight knit shirt, red, I love red. She
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had on some perfume, I'd probably get a boner if I smelled that smell
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again, and she had even put some makeup on her face, I think.
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"This is my friend Slam," I grinned a shit-eating grin at Slam. "And
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uh..." I didn't know if 'Pez' wanted to be *called* 'Pez' or not."
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"Pez," Pez grinned at Carol. "They call me Pez cuzza my throat" he
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showed her the scar on his throat and grinned a really goofy grin and
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we peeled out as I pulled Carol closer to me.
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"Uh. My father says I have to be home by twelve," she whispered.
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Christ. I'd forgotten that some kids actually had curfews, their
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parents wanted to know where they were, expected them to come home,
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crazy shit like that.
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"Yeah no problem." I squeezed her tit and dropped my hand to her
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crotch. I figured I'd wing it. It was already nine, I'd have to nail
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her pretty fast.
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...
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There were kids all over Slam and Pez' house, puking in the bushes,
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groping each other on the furniture, dancing to the pumping music, It
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ws really fucking trippy the way the christmas lights were flashing on
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and off on all these writhing bodies. There were a pile of high
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school kids, the place fucking reeked of dope smoke and beer, it was a
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GREAT party, man. Somebody had amped in a guitar and was trying to
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play "Jingle Bells" over a Black Sabbath album. Nuts.
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The neighbor's wouldn't call the cops till after midnight, if they
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even called. Pez and his friends scared the piss out of the ones that
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cared. Deep Purple. Led Zeppelin. The walls were vibrating, I swear
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it. A serious metal crowd. Rush. I think that was the year
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"Hemispheres" came out. A GREAT album to trip and get laid to.
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I pulled Carol through the crowd; she was possibly the youngest kid
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there, a lot of the crowd was around 18, some maybe older, legal age
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back then before the safety nazis came into power and took everybody's
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rights away. People were way too wasted to notice us, or care.
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I pulled her towards the kitchen and the keg, a bunch of my buddies
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were hanging around there, a couple even had managed to land a date.
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The whole school knew these parties, girls knew that if they
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showed up at these parties they were going to have to put out whether
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they wanted to or not, so it was only the serious sluts, or the dopers
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who wanted free drugs for some tail, who came to these things.
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Or seventh-grader's who hadn't been around long enough to know what was
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what.
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Or who had such a crush on some guy that they didn't believe what
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friends tried to to tell them.
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heh.
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...
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Lisa and Katie were swaying around the keg, Lisa was propped
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up by Bobby standing behind her with his crotch mashed into her ass,
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his hands rubbing down the front of her thighs as she swayed, drunk,
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stoned, whatever. She had this Christmas bell around her neck and
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everytime she swayed it'd ring and scare the piss out of her.
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Mikey and Stiv were supporting Katie, her arms draped around each of
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their shoulders as she teetered precariously on platform sandals. She
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smiled at Carol, eyeballing her through half-closed dope-stunned
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eyelids.
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"You're a 7th grader, right?" I held onto Carol, poured her a beer,
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offered her a 'lude. I didn't know if she'd ever done any, I hoped
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she didn't do anything like pass out. Carol stared at the pill in
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her hand.
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"what is it?" she hollered at me over the party roar.
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"Vitamins," I lied my ass off. I didn't expect her to believe me, I
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mean how stupid could she be that was the lamest response I could
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think of.
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"Bullshit it's a 'panty popper'," Lisa cackled, swaying, her
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stupid bell jingling, drunkenly pulling at the waist-band of her
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jeans.
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I pulled Carol out of room, away from those skags. Mikey and Stiv
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and Bobby were howling.
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"Ignore that skank," I whispered in Carol's ear. "She's been after me
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for a year, she's pissed cuz I won't date a slut like her and she's
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jealous of you."
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We were back in the living room; Carol had swallowed the 'lude
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defiantly after Lisa ragged her, swilling it down with some of her
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beer; man what a face she made, first-beer faces are priceless. The
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music was deafening; it was an excuse to get her upstairs.
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"Hey man let's go upstairs, it'll be quieter, I'll show you around my
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friend Slam's house ok?"
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Carol followed after me, she was moving a lot more loosely, the 'lude
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must of been starting to work. I don't know. Maybe she knew what was
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happening, I mean Christ, some guy asks you to a party, there's beer,
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drugs, kids passing out all over, music so loud you think your ears
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will bleed, kids groping all over each other, and your date gets you
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into a bedroom upstairs. The way she reacted though, maybe she really
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was just fucking naive.
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It was still pretty early, there wasn't anybody in Stiv's parent's
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bedroom, so I sat down on the bed, pulled Carol down next to me, and
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just started making out.
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Hell I didn't really start "making out", what I did was I threw Carol
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down on the bed and jumped her bones. I was so fucking hot for her,
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my nuts had been boiling all week since I'd asked her to the party,
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all the guys knew I planned to nail her, I'd been bragging about it all
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fucking week, and I'd purposely not wanked off, I wanted to have as
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much cum as possible to fill her with.
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"hey..." Carol whimpered when I landed on top of her. Slam's
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mother had a big fucking king-size bed, and I had plenty of room to
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maneuver. Carol had that 'lude making her reflexes all wonky and I
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lay on top of her and worked my hips between her legs. I pinned her
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arms above her head and plastered my mouth over hers, forcing my
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tongue between her lips, licking at her clenched teeth, forcing my
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tongue down inside her cheeks as she squeaked and twisted feebly
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beneath my weight.
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My cock was really fucking uncomfortable, pressing into the fly of my
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Levi's. I sat back up between Carol's legs and reached for her fly;
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she whimpered, but she didn't try and stop me, maybe the 'lude was
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making her really clumsy and slow; I grabbed her, I was breathing
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really hard, and she was moaning softly, telling me she didn't want
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to, but jesus her BODY sure did, she was humping her hips in the air
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as I pinched her plump little nipples through her shirt. I worked
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fasst, pulling off her jeans, shoes, sock, underwear.
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"No... really..." Carol moaned feebly. I was leaning over her,
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kneeling between her legs, pinning her arms to the bed, still clothed,
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staring at her pussy.
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It was *beautiful*. My cock was doing the fucking mambo in my pants,
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straining towards that juicy little cunt. Her pussy lips were plump
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and pink and firm, her mound had just the finest covering of dark
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black hair. I pulled experimentally at her tiny little button; Carol
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moaned and kicked feebly.
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"Please don't..." She begged me. I knew she wanted it though. She
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kept arching her little cunt up at my finger rubbing that little
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button. "I don't *want* to..." she whimpered.
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I flopped the weight of my upper body onto her to hold her to the bed
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while I lowered my pants. I slid up Carol's body, my pants down
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around my thighs, as my cock pressed against her snatch.
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"Of COURSE you want to, you want me really bad or you wouldn't have
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followed me around school like some lost puppy," I hissed in her ear
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as I groped clumsily between her legs, finally finding her hole and
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pressing the head of my cock against her opening.
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"You don't think I'd date a LITTLE KID..." I shoved my cock into her
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a ways; she was incredibly tight, and dry, and it seemed like I
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couldn't shove the damn thing in any deeper.
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Carol shrieked as my dick stretched her tight little cunt.
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I lay on top of her, breathing hard, pushing as hard as I could,
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working my hips, trying to make my way past that resistance I felt, as
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she cried, chanting "no no, please don't," over and over to herself
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like some kind of mantra or something.
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"You don't think I would've asked a lousy little SEVENTH GRADER out if
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I thought you wouldn't put out out do you??" Christ did she think I
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was some kind of numb-nut?? "No-one's THAT stupid."
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I was getting really pissed. She'd come upstairs with me, what the
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fuck did she think I wanted?? She dressed like a slut and her cunt
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clutched at my dick, it sure FELT like she wanted me, whatever
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bullshit was coming out her mouth. With my cock still inside her
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opening, I pinned Carol's hand above her head and lurched my hips
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especially hard; something inside her gave, and my cock slid all the
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way home; Carol screamed again, louder, as that barrier inside her
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gave way and my dick slammed head-first into her oven door as my balls
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slapped against her snatch.
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It was warm and wet inside her, and I completely lost control, I
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started fucking her like a maniac, slamming my cock into her snatch as
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fast and as hard as I could; she stopped screaming after the first
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couple of strokes, and anyway, with the party raging on there was no
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fucking way anyone would hear her over the music and even if they did
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|
so what?? Girls came to these parties to do drugs and get laid,
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|
everyone knew that.
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Carol's pussy was really tight; it was way more pleasurable than my
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cousin Franny's stretched-out old hole, and I got in maybe fifteen
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strokes before I came, I tried pulling out so I wouldn't risk getting
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her pregnant but my dick had other plans and I just humped my jizz
|
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|
into Carol's twat till I laid on top of her, sweaty and exhausted.
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|
Carol kept moaning that I'd raped her.
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|
I was really fucking tired of hearing it.
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|
"Shut up you little whore, I never raped you, goddammit you came to
|
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|
this party of your own free will I didn't drag you into the car I
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|
didn't force you to come, everyone in the whole fucking town knows
|
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|
about these parties, that chicks come to these things and spread their
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fucking legs in exchange for free booze and drugs"
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|
I stopped my rant to look down between her legs, then at my dick.
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|
There was blood all over the place. Boy Slam and Pez were gonna be in
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|
deep-ass trouble, but I was happy as a pig in shit.
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|
"Oh WOW, you were a virgin!" I crowed. I leaned over and kissed her
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|
full on the lips, rubbing my hand along the bloodied opening of her
|
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|
pussy, fucking my fingers into her as she wiggled beneath me.
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|
"Thanks for giving me your cherry, baby," I smiled at her, got off the
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|
bed, left her there crying as I went into the bathroom in the master
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|
bedroom to wash the blood off my fingers and my dick before I shoved
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it back into my pants.
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|
"I hope the first time was good for you."
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|
...
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|
I was still washing my dick off when Lisa and Bobby wandered into the
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|
bedroom. They were both totally fucking buzzed, swaying and
|
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|
staggering, that damn bell around Lisa's neck was starting to bug me
|
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|
the way it jingled all the time. They were really pretty fucking
|
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|
funny, but I couldn't stand Lisa she was a A-1 skank-hole. Probably
|
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|
fucked everyone in the school, and most of the teachers too.
|
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|
|
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|
"Man you didn't fuck her with her period did you??" Bobby looked like
|
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|
he was going to puke at the idea. He was staring at the red stain on
|
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|
the bedspread next to Carol's butt; she'd curled up on her side,
|
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|
still in her red shirt but naked from the waste down.
|
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|
|
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|
Lisa laughed out loud and staggered over to the bed, peering woozily
|
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|
at the stain. "He busted the little kid's cherry you asshole! God
|
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|
what a little SLUT! Giving it away in fucking PUBLIC"
|
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|
|
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|
Bobby had sat down on the bed and was stroking Carol's ass, "hey baby
|
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|
you ever sucked dick before?" he asked her.
|
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|
|
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|
I was getting hard thinking about Bobby fucking her too; something
|
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|
about the display, I don't know, but I was getting hard again myself
|
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|
and I really was getting juiced by the idea of double-fucking this
|
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|
fat little chick.
|
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|
|
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|
"You fucking PIG!" Lisa was really pissed. Oh like she didn't know
|
|||
|
Bobby had fucked half her friends. She stomped out of the bedroom and
|
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|
slammed the door behind her, screaming insults at Carol and Bobby and
|
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|
Me and everybody around her.
|
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|
|
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|
Bobby and me looked at each other and just cracked up.
|
|||
|
|
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|
"What the fuck do you put up with that skag for?" I asked him.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Bobby started laughing. "She gives really good fucking head, I think
|
|||
|
Mr. Carlson taught her how!" Carlson was the algebra teacher, the
|
|||
|
girls thought he was "cute".
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
...
|
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|
|
|||
|
Bobby was straddling Carol's head, sliding his cock in and out of her
|
|||
|
mouth, trying to teach her how to suck dick, as I took another turn in
|
|||
|
her pussy, pumping away between her legs from a kneeling position,
|
|||
|
holding her ass up off the bed so I wouldn't interfere with Bobby's
|
|||
|
action in her mouth. The 'lude had made the little slut awful
|
|||
|
pliable, she wasn't hardly moving on her own, but she wasn't
|
|||
|
complaining and her cunt was really nice and tight.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
We hardly had our dicks inside her though when I heard a couple more
|
|||
|
guys come into the room, though I couldn't see them.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Hey man fuck the little bitch!"
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
I turned around and saw these three older guys standing around pulling
|
|||
|
at their dicks through their jeans, sucking down beers.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"FUCK! What are you... Jesus, get OUT of here!" I was really pissed,
|
|||
|
I mean at least I *knew* Bobby, but it was only my second chick and I
|
|||
|
definitely wasn't used to an audience and I lost my boner. I
|
|||
|
recognized the guys as some of Pez' friends. Bobby pulled his cock
|
|||
|
out of Carol's mouth; he didn't lose his hard-on but he looked really
|
|||
|
embarrassed and hopped off the and bed ran into the bathroom. To wank
|
|||
|
off I guess.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Don't mind us," One of them laughed when he saw I'd gone soft. "Some
|
|||
|
chick said there was a train starting with a nice fresh pussy"
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Yeah, if you're done there, let another guy have a turn," One of the
|
|||
|
other guys pulled me from between Carol's legs. I started to charge
|
|||
|
him, butt naked, but the other two guys rushed me, and they laughed as
|
|||
|
I struggled against their grip.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Man you'll get another turn later, don't sweat it."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
The guy who'd pulled me off of Carol knelt on the bed between her legs
|
|||
|
and pulled his pants down. He had the hairiest fucking butt I ever
|
|||
|
saw in my life, not that I go around comparing guys butts or anything,
|
|||
|
but this one was damn hairy.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Oh man I bet you are one tight little piece!" He grunted and landed
|
|||
|
on top of my date and speared into her in one clean stroke; I quit
|
|||
|
struggling as I watched his cock split open Carol's tight little twat;
|
|||
|
It was making me hard again, even though I tried to stay pissed off at
|
|||
|
these guys that they'd interrupted my fuck session.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Doped up as Carol was, she grunted when this guy skewered her; he
|
|||
|
thrust so hard he picked her butt right off the bed, pushing her head
|
|||
|
back towards the headboard as he pounded his meat into her tight
|
|||
|
pussy. She was starting to make little noises, it sounded kind of
|
|||
|
like he was fucking some rubber doggi toy, the way Carol squeaked each
|
|||
|
time the guy's cock rammed into her and his balls slapped against her
|
|||
|
almost hairless snatch; the bed was making this incredible banging
|
|||
|
noise and my cock was waving at her begging for a second chance.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
This guy could really fucking fuck!
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Carol was starting to move around and moan, I guess the action in her
|
|||
|
pussy was cutting through the drugs and livening her up.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"please..." Carol whispered "no, please...."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Oh yeah baby, way to fuck back," The guy on top of her started
|
|||
|
slamming as fast as he could, and I swear I saw his nuts twitch; I
|
|||
|
guessed he was squirting his jizz, because he lay on top of Carol with
|
|||
|
his cock still buried inside her cunt, grunting "OH God" over and
|
|||
|
over, humping in shorter and shorter strokes till he pulled his soft
|
|||
|
wet prick out of her. No blood this time.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
The guys holding me back had let go when their friend started porking
|
|||
|
Carol; we'd all been too pre-occupied yanking our dicks watching this
|
|||
|
guy fuck the little chick I'd brought to the party, and the two of
|
|||
|
them approached the bed and pulled Carol to a sitting position with
|
|||
|
the first guy's cum leaking out of her twat. She kept moaning "no...
|
|||
|
please" but her body sure didn't seem to be protesting as the two guys
|
|||
|
pulled her shirt and bra off.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Christ you are a flat little cow."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Oh she's so tight though man," the guy who'd just got off was telling
|
|||
|
his buddies. "Fat chicks are always tighter, maybe 'cuz they don't
|
|||
|
get fucked as often."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"C'mon kneel get on your hands and knees," one of the guys was pulling
|
|||
|
Carol around on the bed, trying to roll her to a kneeling position.
|
|||
|
"That way you can suck my dick while my friend fucks you doggy style"
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Carol whimpered, "no... please..."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Christ you just fucked three different guys!" Bobby had come out of
|
|||
|
the bathroom, he had his pants on again, but you could see he was
|
|||
|
still hard. "It's not like a couple more are gonna make any
|
|||
|
difference..."
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Carol knelt in position like they asked her; the one guy grabbed her
|
|||
|
hair while the other guy stuffed his meat into her pussy from behind;
|
|||
|
it sounded like she tried to holler around the cock in her mouth, the
|
|||
|
dick in her pussy was bigger than any of the one's that had just
|
|||
|
fucked her so maybe it hurt or something; she was twisting her butt
|
|||
|
around and the guy riding her was clutching her chunky little ass
|
|||
|
cheeks; he started slapping her leg, like he was riding a horse or
|
|||
|
something; she really started jerking then, and the guy in her mouth
|
|||
|
was getting into it, grabbing her head and fucking into her mouth like
|
|||
|
it as just another hole..
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
It was really cool watching the little whore take it in both ends like
|
|||
|
some kind of meat on a spit. More guys had come into the bedroom; I
|
|||
|
guess word about the train had spread, and it was getting kind of
|
|||
|
crowded. Guys were hooting and yelling above the roaring stereo and
|
|||
|
the asshole still strying to play carols on his fender. Some of the
|
|||
|
girls at the party had even come to watch, and I was really glad I had
|
|||
|
a front row seat.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
When the guy in her mouth finished, I rushed in before the next guy in
|
|||
|
line had a chance to get at her.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"You're the best, baby." I rubbed Carol's tits, grabbing at the
|
|||
|
little gumdrop nipples, and reached under her and poked around till I
|
|||
|
found that little ball of flesh at the top of her twat. She knelt
|
|||
|
there, tears dripping onto the bed, rocking around from the force of
|
|||
|
the guy fucking her.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Merry fucking Christmas" I held Carol's head and really pulled at
|
|||
|
her clit like my cousin had taught me, and sure enough the little slut
|
|||
|
started moaning and humping back at the guy fucking her; her face got
|
|||
|
all red and she started making these little grunting noises. I guess
|
|||
|
that's what girls look like when the come.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
I sort of kissed her, biting at her neck and her ears, she started
|
|||
|
crying again, but she didn't say anything. The guy humping
|
|||
|
her finally came, and another one took his place.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
"Don't leave me," she moaned desperately as somebody shoved me away
|
|||
|
from her and stuffed his dick in her mouth while another one slammed
|
|||
|
into her from behind.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
I laughed.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
All I cared about was that I'd score major points with Pez and his
|
|||
|
crowd for finding such a popular piece of poonie.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
Decentest Christmas *I* ever had.
|
|||
|
|
|||
|
--
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