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2007-06-08
I now realise how silly this was, but at the time I though it was great fun, and had been doing this regularly as I returned home from the pictures for the last few weeks. As I had done many times before, I walked across one of the untended plots, found an old lump of wood to whack the scare crow with, and charged towards the neat vegetable plot, wheedling my club, kicking vegetables about as I went. As I go near the scare crow, “THUD” I landed on the dirt face down. I had tripped on some brambles, or something. I rose to my knees, “Oh! Shit” I said as I looked down at the front of my blouse and skirt that was covered in soil. When I went to bring my feet forward to stand, they didn’t move, they were so tightly tangled in the weeds. This in its self was odd as this plot never had weeds, brambles or any other unwanted plants. Any way, I rocked myself back onto my feet, bent down and tried to untangle my ankles. They were bound tightly with what looked like the runners, the type that grow from fruit bushes, they were rapped round my ankle several times, and pull as I might, it was as if the were made of steel wire, I couldn’t snap them. I was suddenly conscious that the shadow cast by the scare crow was moving. I stood up quickly to look, and the scare crow was gone, but there was a man standing directly in front of me, wearing the scare crow’s old clothes. “God! Who are you!” I said. “Well I’m not God, but I am going to teach you right from wrong” he said as he took a step towards me. “Get away from me you dirty old man” I said, and as I tried to take a step backwards the runners around my ankle pulled my legs wide apart, and I fell back, my fall broken by landing on a bed of soft lettuce plants. I lay there looking up at this tall man, who was slowly unbuttoning his old dirty overcoat. He open the overcoat, and unbuckled his belt, I first thought he was going to remove his belt and use it to give me a strapping like my dad would do if he caught me misbehaving.
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But no. Once the belt was unbuckled, he undid his trouser buttons, and lowered them to the floor. He hadn’t any under pants on, and a massive 12 inch prick stood erect, and glistening in the moon light. I went to let out a scream, but as my mouth opened, a potato covered in soil landed in my mouth, and runners rushed round and round my face and neck, binding it in tight so I couldn’t make a sound. I was about to use my hands to free myself, when they to were bound and I was pulled to a crucifix position. I was helpless, laid there looking up at this terrifying spectre. An unexpected wind blew my skirt up over my upper body leaving my legs and panties on full view. I had a sudden reassuring thought, I knew from experience with lads my own age, that if they got you held down, with your legs held open, they had to close your legs to get your panties down, this gives you another chance to make and escape. I know this was a slim chance but it was the only straw I had to clutch to. This option was soon thwarted, when runners slid up my inner thighs, into the legs of my panties, and ripped them from me throwing them high in the air. I now lay there, legs spread open, cunt on full view, and the scare crow man was lowering himself into position. He knelt in between my legs, coughed up a load of flem, spat it into his hand and rubbed it over the end of his prick. He then used his slimy palm to rub my cunt, before he positioned his knob end at my virgin hole (that is I’d never been fucked, even though there had been times when lads had managed to hold me down long enough to finger me). As he lowered his chest towards me his member thrust its way in stretching my hole open as it went ever deeper. The pain was extreme, but I couldn’t scream, and when he started thrusting rhythmically in and out, I realised I was arching my back high with every thrust, and keeping pace with him.
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The pain had turned to a weird feeling that I had never experienced before, and all I could think was “Go on. Push it in. Deeper! Oh! Deeper! Fuck me! Go on ram hard!” I wasn’t just thinking these words, I was saying them, out aloud. The potato was gone out of my mouth; I had my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist. I had no ties or gags, and I was fucking like a real pro, enjoying every moment like never before. Now I realised I was free, any inhabitations that I had previously had disappeared, and I went wild. He was just whispering in my ear “Go girl, you go for it. Stretch that little cunt”. I did as he asked, and I stretched my little cunt, boy did I stretch it. We pumped each other for at least twenty minutes, I had already had at least half a dozen what you might call mini-orgasms, and I could now feel a volcano erupting inside me, he thrust violently and with each thrust I felt the hot spunk splashing deep in my womb. On his third spunk injection, my cunt erupted, flowing hot sticky slim passed his prick and out into the night air. I writhed about uncontrollably, for at least five minutes after he had pulled out. He just stood there looking at me, silhouetted against the moon lit sky. I was now aware that someone was coming along the allotment path from the direction of my house, “Come here spot” said the voice in the distance. I lay still not wanting to be discovered, the man talking to his dog as he walked along the allotment path towards me was Len, my next-door neighbour, it was his vegetable plot I had just trashed, and was now lying on.
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He stopped and sat on the bench in front of his tool shed that was inline with his plot, but the opposite side of the path. I lay motionless, and looked back to the man that had just fucked me, but he wasn’t there anymore, just the old wooden scare crow, but the face of the scare crow now had a big broad grin. I lay there wondering how long Len would stop at his bench. There were more voices, this time from the direction of the common, where I had come from. They got to where Len was sitting “Evening Len, you’re up late tonight. You can’t make your prize leeks grow any better by watching them you know” said the man on the path. “I know that, but I sure as hell can sort out the bloody hooligan who’s been ruining my plot” said Len. “Good luck, hope catch the beggar, be sure to give them a good seeing to when you catch them. Good night” and the couple carried on their way. So Len was going to sit up till he caught me, how was I going to get out of this mess?I lay there for about half an hour and I could see Len had lain down on his bench, and hadn’t moved for ages. I though to myself, “the silly old fool has dropped off to sleep”. I was about to sit up, to make a silent escape, when I realised the runners were once again around my ankles and wrists, and as I moved they gripped tight. The scare crow was still made of wood, but it bent down towards me, and even though his face wasn’t real, he spoke “And where do you think you’re going, young lady”?“I want to go home. Please make them let me go”. I pleaded.
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“What about all this damage you’ve caused”?“What do you want me to do. I can come back tomorrow and tidy it up” I said. “You know nothing about gardening. Do what you do best, and me and the runners will sort out this mess”. “What I do best? What do you mean”? I asked“Pull down Len’s pants, and give him the fuck of his life, then you can go home and get tucked up in bed, and tomorrow this will all have been a dream. ”“You want me to fuck him? What if he wakes”? I asked. “He’ll wake alright, but he won’t remember a thing tomorrow. Now get up and do you’re stuff. Don’t try to run away, the runners will punish you if you do”. I got to my feet, my hands and legs were free again, I walked slowly towards where Len lay sleeping, the dog asleep at his side. I unbuckled his belt, lowered his pants, to reveal a fully erect prick, big, but not as big as the scare crow’s. I stood astride the low bench, and lowered myself onto the prick, lay down on top of Len, and started fucking. Len’s eyes opened, he reached for my blouse which buttoned at the front, pulled it open, tore my bra off and sucked and bit at my nipples. He wasn’t gentle, but the rough treatment excited me, I was soon giving him the same as I gave the scare crow. The fuck lasted about ten minutes, and I orgasmed, flooding all over Len, as he shot his hot spunk up my cunt.
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I looked down expecting to see some sort of smile or look of satisfaction on his face, but he was fast asleep. Disapointed, I climbed off, and wiped myself down, and walked the short distance back to my house. I looked a real mess, my clothes all ripped and dirty. As luck would have it, I had secretly hidden a change of skirt and blouse in the back garden shed, not for this kind of occasion, but so that I could wear a shorter skirt, and lower cut blouse than my mum would allow and then get changed before returning home. I was soon changed, minus panties and bra, but I hoped that wouldn’t be noticed. I then we in to face the music for being late home. I opened the back door, went in, it was dark, and the light switch was on the wall on the other side of the room. As I walked across the floor, I tripped and went sprawling face down. The lights came on, my older brother was by the light switch, two of his mates were on the floor, and it was one of them that had tripped me. They were only gaming around at first, and the two lads on the floor had pounced as soon as I fell. In the fall my skirt had flown up over my back, and one lads had grabbed my legs. Now as the light came on I was laid face down, legs spread with a lad sitting in between my knees, with no panties on. What started as a lad’s prank, to scare me, rapidly changed when they saw my glistening cunt. I suppose their hormones went through the roof, because I soon had multiple fingers sliding in and out of wet hole. “Now look here Virginia, you lay still and let us have a fuck, and I won’t tell Mom & Dad what time you came home, and that you hadn’t got any panties on”, said my big brother.
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“Please don’t Fred”, I pleaded in vain. “Hold her open” Fred said. My legs were stretched; one lad held my shoulders to the ground, and Fred pushed his stiff little prick up and was fucking rapidly like the dog had done only moment before. He had soon shot his load, long before I had a chance to get aroused. I was turned over, and the next lad was on top and like Fred had been, he was going at it, hell for leather, cumming in a heaving rush.
No time to wait, the last lad pulled him off and got stuck in, but before he’d had chance to shoot his load, we heard the side gate to the back garden. “Come on. That’s Mom & Dad” said Fred pulling his mate off me, they dragged me to my feet, and rushed me through the front room and up the stairs. We all bundled in Fred’s bedroom, and I was dragger under the bed with his mates, whilst Fred got under the bed clothes. We could hear Dad coming up the stairs, but Fred’s mate was re-mounting me, under the bed. I felt his prick going up, as dad opened Fred’s bedroom door. Dad was stood two feet away talking to Fred, and his mate was pumping long slow strokes, so as to make no noise. Whether it was the danger, or the slow strokes or this being the third fuck in succession, I don’t know, but I began lifting, and almost forgot about dad being there. “Well good night Fred see you in the morning” said dad as he shut the door. As soon as they heard him shut the front room door downstairs, Fred jumped out of bed, and put the light on.
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He was just in time to see me and his mate cum in unison. When his mate pulled out I kept writing about, oozing sticky cum all over Fred’s floor. I heard Fred say “God Virginia. You’re a dirty bitch, ain’t you? I ain’t gon’a clean up that mess”. The lads all made various remarks, but I was in another world, floating on cloud nine. When I did come to my senses, Fred made me sneak to the bathroom and get some cloths to clean his floor; I was then allowed to go to my room and get some sleep. How do you sleep after a night like that? As the scare crow had said I could awake and realise it had all been a dream, so when I awoke on a bright sunny Sunday morning, I got up and went to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I noticed the teeth marks and bruising around my nipples, and the red marks on my hips where my panties had been torn from my body. But that can’t be, it was only a dream. The bathroom door burst open, “You make sure you keep you’re mouth shut about last night, or you’ll wish you had” said Fred, leaving as quickly as he had burst in. So at least that bit was real, unless two people can dream the same dream. I quickly got dressed, and rushed downstairs; no one else was up yet, as it was only 6:00 am. I dashed down the garden path, and out into the allotments, I ran along the path, and there was Len asleep on the bench where I’d left him, he was fully clothed. So the part about Len sitting up all night was true, but I’d left him covered in cum stains, there wasn’t a sign of them. So I hadn’t fucked him.
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His eyes opened, he blinked, and sat up “Hello Virginia. You’re up early”. “Yes. I felt like a walk” I stammered, not knowing what to say. “I must check to see if those vandals have been while I was sleeping” said Len walking down the side of his plot towards the scare crow. I followed, the plot was perfect, no way had I damaged anything, or been laid on his lettuces fucking. “Well it looks like they didn’t come last night” he said sounding relieved. We both seemed to notice the scare crow at the same time, the big broad grin I’d seen the night before, but also a stonking hard pushing his dirty old coat out. My eye nearly popped out of my head. “Some buggers been messing with my scare crow” he said as he walked across, opened the coat, and pulled out a 12 inch long piece of stick that had been wedged in place. “Filthy bastards” he muttered. He walked back to where I was standing, bent down; using the piece of stick he had got from the scare crow, he dislodged one of the carrots that were growing in a nice orderly row, pulled it out of the ground, wiped it and gave it to me. Here you have a bite of that; they always taste better strait from the soil. As he placed it in my hand, it instantly turned into the scare crow man’s prick, 12 inches long, thick and pulsing, with a bead of glistening pre-cum sitting on the centre of it’s helmet. I stared in disbelief.
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Len took hold of my wrist, and pushed the prick into my mouth “Go take bite, don’t stand there looking at it”. As I felt it enter my mouth, it wasn’t a carrot, and although I had never had a prick in my mouth before, this was a prick. But more than that, it wanted to go down my throat and my arm was under its control. I pushed it over my tongue, into my throat, and forced it down, ramming it in and out several times, pausing with it on my tongue while I took a breath, and them ramming once again. Len just stood watching, saying “I told you it would taste good”, as if I was biting a carrot. I fucked my throat for at least five minutes, and when I caught a glimpse of the scare crow, he was winking at me, even though he was still made of wood. Len obviously didn’t see this object in my hand as a prick, it was totally surreal. Then the prick shot its load, I swear I could feel the hot cum sliding down my throat into my stomach, but the prick didn’t want to come out. I was choking, I couldn’t get my breath, but the prick kept on shooting cum deep into my throat endlessly, load after load, and my arm was helpless to pull it out. Things went blank, and I lost consciousness, collapsing to the floor. If the story so far is unbelievable, then what I am about to relate now is even more bizarre. Have you ever heard of an out of body experience? Well that’s what happened next, whether it was because I was so close to death that my sole had left my body, I don't know. All I can say was that I was consciously floating above the events that were happening to me below, looking down like a spectator. The lack of breath, had made me black out, and collapse to the ground, at this point Len grabbed my wrist and pulled the offending weapon from my throat. I lay there coughing and choking with Len struggling to pick me up, but from my vantage position I could see my right hand was clutching a half eaten carrot.
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Next second Len was joined by another neighbour who was passing along the allotment path, and had run to my assistance, when he'd seen me collapse. The two men struggled to lift my dead weight, and half dragged, half carried me from the plot to the little tool shed. Len said "Look after her while I go and get her a glass of water. Keep slapping her on the back to make her throw up, she’s choked on a piece of carrot", and without waiting for the man to respond, he'd gone. The man, whose name I later found out was Bill, struggled to hold me up using his right arm wrapped around my waist, with his hand resting under my tummy. I was in the kneeling position, and he was alternatively rubbing then patting my back, till eventually I started throwing up. "That’s it girl, get it all up, you'll feel better" said Bill. But the last food I had eaten was tea time the previous day, and my stomach was empty, except for the copious quantity of cum that this phantom prick had pumped down my throat. The next few second were even more surreal, as I re-gained consciousness, I was now in two places at the same time, and I could feel myself kneeling on the floor, with Bill's arm supporting my tummy. I was being sick, but bringing up only pools of milky white liquid, whilst being slapped on the back, and at the same time I was floating above the whole event watching what was going on. But there was one distinct difference between the two scenes, from above I could clearly see that I was clutching a half eaten carrot in my right hand, but the me that was on the floor still had the scare crow's limp prick, about 8 inches now, soft and floppy. As I tried to pick myself up strait, but still on my knees I looked up to where I should have been floating, but my second being suddenly evaporated, and I was once again, just me kneeling on the floor gasping for breath. Bill was now supporting my weight under my arm pits and saying “Are you all right luv? Is your throat clear now? Can you breathe”? Still coughing, and struggling for my breath, I managed to gasp out “Yes I’ll be ok”. At that point Len arrived back with a glass of water, and I gulped it down in between taking quick gasps of air. They were now both supporting me with an arm a piece under my arm pits.
My face was covered with slimy cum, and I used the back of my hand to wipe my mouth. “Hang on. I should have a hankie in here”, said Len digging into his jacket pocket. He pulled out the panties that had been torn from me last night when the scare crow had raped me. He instantly turned bright red, and stammered “I… I… I don’t know what there doing there; I’ve never seen them before”. Bill looked slightly amused to see Len squirming, and trying to make excuses, and said confidently, “Don’t worry I’ve got a hankie”, and pulled out a different pair of panties. Now it was his turn to colour up, and stammer “Wh… W. . What the hells going on? Who put them in there”?I then realised the panties Bill had got were the ones I’d put on this morning, and was wearing now. But if he’d got them in his hand what had I got on?“I can’t find a hankie luv, but these knickers look clean, you’d better use these” said Bill handing them to me. I wiped my face with my own knickers, and I could smell that they had been worn, and I knew that meant I was without knickers!“Do you want to try and stand”? Said Bill“Yes please” I replied. Bill manoeuvred me around to face him, bent down, and said “Put your arms around my neck, and hang on tight”, Len had moved out of the way bill had wrapped his arms around my waist, and lifted me as he stood up. We were stood facing each other, and I was pulled tight up to his chest. My legs were not taking any of my weight, but I was hanging from his neck by my arms. It was obvious that the closeness of our bodies had an immediate effect on Bill, and I could feel his erection growing, and prodding my belly.
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He must have realised, and he relaxed his grip on me, at that moment I blacked out again, and was instantly watching the events from my floating position. As my arms went limp I slid towards the floor, Bill tightened his grip to catch me, but my body had already gathered momentum.
As bill arms tightened around my torso, I slid through them riding my blouse high up to my arm pits, popping the buttons, and snapping my bra strap. Bill was now holding me upright, under my arms, I was sat with my feet on the floor knees up and spread wide either side of Bills legs, arms hanging limp. “Get something to lie her down on” said Bill. Len sorted out some old clothes from the corner of the shed, and laid them behind me on the floor. Bill lowered me gently back down onto them. They both stood looking in amazement. I lay there unconscious, blouse ripped wide open, bra up around my neck, pert little tits standing proud. Where my knees had been up, and I had been sitting on the floor, my skirt was around my waist, but my limp legs had fallen either side of my body spreading me wide open, and as I had thought I had no panties on. They must have been staring for at least two minutes in silence, when Len said “Well what do we do now”. Bill knelt down and put his ear against one of my tits, and then as he got back to his feet he said “Well she’s breathing, so I suppose she’s alright”. “Yes. But should we cover here up”? Said Len. “Well I’m sure she doesn’t look worried about what she’s showing, so if you put the bolt on the door, we might as well make the best of a bad job” said Bill, as he turned and bolted the door, not waiting for Len.
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What you gon’a do”? Said Len. Bill knelt down in between my legs “just have a little look, and maybe a little feel, she wont know, come on don’t tell me you’re not interested”?“She only lives next door to me for gods sake, I can’t start poking her”, said Len. “Why not she won’t tell, and I certainly ain’t telling anyone”, said Bill who by now was working two fingers in and out of my cunt, as he stroked my clit with his other hand. “Look I told you so. She’s lifting for my fingers. He was right my unconscious body was on auto pilot, and was lifting each time he pushed his fingers in. Len now knelt along side me and started caressing my tits, and soon was nibbling and biting them like he’d done the night before. “That’s it you keep here hot” said Bill as he stood up and lowered his trousers. Len looked across “No. You’re not going to fuck her”?“You watch me” said Bill getting down, and sliding his erect member in deep, “Oh! God! That’s good. Ah! Yes! I can’t remember the last time I had a fuck this tight, this fucking super. This must be a present from God for being such a Good Samaritan”. “You’re dirty bastard Bill, she’s only a little school girl, its only five minutes since she was playing with dolls in the next doors back yard”, said Len. “I’ll tell you what she can play with my little doll any time she wants. Oh! Fuck I’m cumming” said Bill“Well don’t shoot it up her, I you babby her up we’ll be in right trouble” said Len.
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“Too late mate, she’s got the full load now, and look at her wriggling about, she’s a real go’er, this ain’t the first fuck she’s had either. And another thing, that stuff she choked on, that was spunk, so what had you been doing to her before I got here”? As he got up he was saying “And those ripped knickers, look at the marks on her hips, I’ll bet they were her knickers and that’s where they’ve been torn off her, how do you explain that”?Len had got up and was pushing Bill out of the way, and lowering his trousers. “See I knew you’d give one, it would impolite to God to turn down a chance like this”. Len didn’t speak he just fucked away till he unload his seed up my cunt, as if by magic, I regained consciousness just in time to experience the orgasm that I was having. I opened my eyes, and Len nearly had kittens, pulling his prick out like my cunt was on fire. I lay there for several minutes, not able to stop my body squirming around. I was fully conscious, looking up al both men, with their pants around his ankles, Len was pulling his up, but Bill was wanking for all he was worth, he was almost at his vinegar strokes and like I couldn’t stop cumming , he couldn’t stop wanking till his load appeared. It soon did, and he directed it at me, leaving slimy streaks across my tits and belly. I had now calmed down, Bill was putting his now limp member away, Len was buckling his belt and we all looked at each other, not knowing what to say. It was an uncomfortable silence, and we all went to speak at once, we all said as if in one voice “No you first”. And then we all started laughing, it was only a quick burst of nervous laughter, then Bill Said “Are you ok now. You seem to have stopped coughing, and you’ve got colour back in you’re cheeks”. Laid there, legs wide open, spunk all over me, bruised and sore nipples “Yes thanks I feel much better”. How could I say that? What happened to “what were you bastards doing raping me?” But I didn’t say that I kept quiet. Bill knelt down and used my panties to wipe me clean starting at my tits, Len did the same using my old torn panties, but he started around my cunt.
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They didn’t hurry, and there cleaning eventually turned into caressing. I lay there not resisting or protesting, this they took to be a green light, and Len’s fingers were once again waking up my libido, pushing deep into my hole. He stood up lowered his trousers again, I spread my legs as he got down and pushed his stiff prick back up my cunt. This was a slow leisurely fuck, as if he had all the time in the world, I almost couldn’t hang to wait for him, but just as I thought I’m going to have to cum without him, he rammed hard and deep planting his seeds deep in my furrow. “That’s one lot of seeds that you hope lands on stony ground, ain’t it Len” said Bill Laughing. “Don’t joke about things like that, we could be in deep trouble if she gets pregnant”, Said Len. “You must be joking. I recon this little hore has had more blokes than you and me have had hot dinners, she’s right little tramp. She’s probably pregnant already, so we might as well fuck her till were all spunked out” said Bill in a laughing voice. Now I wouldn’t consider myself to be an angel, but until last night, no prick had even seen my cunt, so I took exception to his remarks. Although I didn’t want to let him have another fuck, I really wasn’t in any position to stop him. First I was laid spread out, second he was stronger than me and third I was weak from the lack of oxygen experience, and I’d been fucking like a mad thing for at least an hour and a half. So when he mounted I just resigned myself to letting him get on with it. As he pushed up I didn’t get the usual thrill of penetration, and he was pumping away but I was able to lay there like a dead fish, why? I don’t know. The next thing I noticed was the limp prick (carrot) still clutched firmly in my right hand, was hard and erect, back to its 12 inch length, and pulsing like a good’n.
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It pulled my hand without me having any control, reaching behind Bill’s back, around to his arse, where it plunged in. Bill let out such a scream, as the whole 12 inches struggled out of my hand right up his arse. Bill’s prick swelled in my cunt, and rammed me deep, and then like earlier when Len had realised I was awake and pulled out rapidly, Bill did the same, unbolting the door ,and running down the allotment path screaming, holding his arse, and minus his pants. His screams were drowned out by the sound of the nearby church bell calling the faithful to morning service. Len quickly re-shut the door, and helped me to my feet, saying “Are you ok”. “Yes of course I am, but that was funny wasn’t it”, and I started giggling. “Yes that’ll teach him to take the Lords name in vain. What did you poke up his bum”?“The scare crows cock”, I said laughing. “What that old piece of stick”?I realised Len had only seen a carrot, not a prick, so I replied “Yes I stuck that dirty old stick up his bum”I got cleaned up, straightened my clothes as much as possible, Len went back home and got me some safety pins, which I used on my blouse, my knickers were no where to be found, Bill must have had them in his pocket when he ran off, so I went home without knickers. Len filled a basket with all sorts of fresh veg, and said “Take this for your mums Sunday dinner; it’s the least I can do”. “Thanks but you didn’t have to”, I said, and I gave him a peck on the check, and I was gone. Mum was more interested in the free produce to notice my blouse, so I escaped through the front room to the stairs. To my horror, as I looked up the stairs, brother Fred was at the top waiting on the landing. I walked slowly up and as I went to pass him on the landing, he pushed me up against the wall. His hand was sliding up my inner thigh, and any second I was expecting him to detect the slimy spunk on my legs, and the sloppy cunt without any knickers.
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But I felt his hand reach my crotch, and there was a barrier, my gusset was preventing his access. How had I now got knickers on? Fred squirmed his fingers around trying to gain entry up the leg of my knickers, and I tried to keep my legs tight shut to prevent him. Suddenly “Fred” it was mum’s voice at the bottom of the stairs, and she was glaring up at him. “Get down he at once you dirty little bugger, and leave our Virginia alone”. I dashed to my room, and vowed that never again would I vandalise anyone’s property, and that short cut was one I never took again after dark. But I must confess, until I got a regular boyfriend at the age of sixteen, I often took an early morning stroll on a Sunday to see if Len had any spare Vegetables for mums Sunday dinners, and Len never failed me, he always CUM up with the goods. Please feel free to send comments, good or bad. Also casting vote helps me to know if the content was what you like to read. Visit the Forums for more great stories and story contests---or our new story site www. bluestories. com.
