Chapter One.
It was 2am and as usual since her 16th birthday Kristina woke up. She had been doing so for 4 and-a-half years now, since that day.
It was on her 16th birthday that she experienced lust for the first time. The day that she inadvertently witnessed her neighbours in the midst of a very passionate and energetic fuck! It happened during a very hard downpour whilst reading on the porch, that she had heard strange noises. She was alone at home and was a bit nervous,(mom and dad were both at work and her twin sisters no longer lived at home), but walked around the edge of the house to investigate anyway – ‘better to know what the noises were than to get more frightened because she didn’t know what was making them,’ she had thought to herself. She went around the corner of the porch and looked through the neighbours’ mammoth lounge windows, she could see the whole room and what met her young innocent eyes made her freeze in a emotional mix of wonder, repulsion, excitement, curiosity and lust. The effect was to paralyze her, she could not have looked away from middle aged, but muscular, Mr jones standing behind his voluptuous wife, slamming into her with his huge penis, even if she had wanted to. Mrs Jones’s round, dark-nippled tits were bouncing up and down to the rhythm of her lovers thrusts and both of them had a look of intense pleasure on their faces.
Kristina felt her breathing get heavier and her heart sounded like a jackhammer beating in her ears, a strange, warm moisture was also spreading in between her legs. The shock of this pulled her out of her temporary incapacitation, unable to look at herself there and equally unable to pull her eyes of her neighbours. Mrs Jones was now sitting on her husband’s cock, he was laying on the table and she had her back to Kristina, who could see in graphic detail as Mrs Jones bounced happily up and down, riding him like a stallion that needed to be broken. She was panting and egging her husband on, and he was responding with the enthusiasm of a teenager getting his first touch of a ripe young tit and feeling the nipple harden under his fingers; thrusting up into her with such force that the noise of their sweaty bodies slapping into each other could be heard through the panting and lustful talk. The combined symphony of the sounds they were making filled Kristina’s ears, she touched her young pussy and gasped, the lightest of touches had sent a thrill through her, her skin suddenly felt hot and as sensitive as if she had been flayed with a leather belt, (well that’s how she remembered it, she had never had anyone actually touch her in a physically domineering way, be that a smack or a pinch or a push, she seemed to get along too well with everyone around her for that; even her family, which all her friends said was weird – Kristina secretly agreed with them.
get the next instalment tommorow...
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2:18 pm Monday, 8th October, 2012
I look forward to chapter 2! x |
