BURGLARS

I heard faint noises downstairs, and I decided to 
investigate. I pulled on a pair of cut-off jeans and 
grabbed the old pump shotgun that had served me so well 
in Vietnam from under my bed and crept downstairs to 
check. My Ranger training came into play, and I moved 
soundlessly, down the stairs and into the living room. 

A pair of vague shadowy figures were searching through 
the cabinet that housed my collection of antique 
silver. I announced my presence in a sudden and 
intimidating manner. I merely pumped the action of the 
shotgun, then moved to the right immediately, so if 
anyone shot, they would shoot where I had been, not 
where I was now. That sound was a language that 
everyone understood, including the two figures before 
me. They froze, and were still motionless.

"Mr. Young?" one of the figures quavered. "Please don't 
shoot!"

I recognized the voice as belonging to Sonya, the 18 
year old daughter of my nearest neighbor (who lived 
about 15 miles down the road). I didn't know who the 
other person was or who else may be in the house, so I 
kept the shotgun pointed in their direction and hit the 
light switch with my free hand. Immediately a car 
cranked up in my driveway, and tires squealing, raced 
out to the road and away. 

I looked at my midnight visitors. I recognized Sonya 
and Karen, who was a close friend of Sonya's and a 
frequent overnight visitor of hers. They were holding 
between them a laundry bag containing most of my silver 
collection. I lowered the muzzle of the cut down 
shotgun.

"You sure know how to get yourselves killed," I stated. 
"Mind telling me who was in the car? You don't want to 
take the rap all by yourselves."

"Please don't shoot! That was Mike, it was all his 
idea! He made us do it! He said he would put us out and 
make us walk home if we didn't do it! Are you going to 
call the sheriff?"

Now I could understand why the girls tried to 
burglarize my home. It was a fifteen mile walk home in 
pitch darkness on a moonless night for the two 
frightened girls. It was just what a worthless shit 
like Mike Cannon would pull. Knowing what I did about 
Sonya's boyfriend, I knew what he probably needed the 
money for. He was nineteen, and the only job he had 
ever had was selling drugs, and I don't mean at the 
pharmacy.

He was a charmer though. Girls fell for his good looks 
and his charm, and would do anything for him, and he of 
course chose the best looking one of the bunch, Sonya. 
She never realized what a slime-ball he really was. The 
problem was that Sonya didn't have a father to threaten 
to put a bullet in Mike's behind, and her mother was 
just as deceived as she was.

"You broke into my house and attempted to steal my 
belongings. Why shouldn't I?" I said with false 
sternness. I wouldn't really turn them in, now that I 
knew the situation. I would give the girls a good 
scare, then a ride home. Maybe then Sonya would see 
through Mike's veneer.

"Because we'll do anything you want," Karen offered, 
speaking for the first time. "Anything at all!"

Karen stepped over and ran her hand down my leg, 
pausing to tweak the head of my dick which was hanging 
out of the leg of my cutoffs. I hadn't bothered to pull 
on any underwear. Karen was almost as good looking as 
Sonya. Both girls had fabulous bodies, large firm tits, 
and smooth well-rounded asses. Karen had a cute face, 
whereas Sonya was absolutely beautiful.

"Yes, anything you want to do!" Sonya agreed.

The girls weren't wanton sluts, but scared out of their 
wits and taking the only way out that they could think 
of. Of course they weren't virgins. It hadn't occurred 
to me to take advantage of the girls like this, and I 
would have declined Karen's offer if she hadn't fooled 
with my dick like that. You see, I was developing an 
outrageous erection, and with my dick hanging down the 
leg of some fairly tight shorts, the situation was 
rapidly becoming painful and serious. I had to get 
those pants off fast! Also, I hadn't been laid in quite 
a while. I decided to lay my cards on the line.

"You kids know me. I never had any intention of calling 
the sheriff. I was going to give you a scare to teach 
you a lesson, then drive you home. Does that mean the 
offer is withdrawn?"

The girls looked at each other and both breathed a sigh 
of relief, big smiles on their faces. Sonya winked at 
Karen. "Nope," Karen said, smiling, "It still stands. 
Let's go upstairs."

I escorted the girls to my bedroom, pressed the 
magazine block on the shotgun, pumped out the shell 
that was still in the chamber, then put it back in the 
magazine. I tossed it onto the dresser with a loud 
thump. I turned around and both girls were stark naked. 
Sonya came over, dropped to her knees, and planted a 
wet kiss on the head of my painfully throbbing dick. My 
erection became harder still. I had to get out of those 
cutoffs! Karen solved that problem. She unzipped and 
unbuttoned them and gently worked them down around my 
rock-hard dick, allowing it to spring up to freedom.

"Let's get on the bed first," I suggested, "Then we 
have fun."

"Lay down on your back." Sonya insisted. "Have we got 
something for you!" I complied, and Sonya leaned over 
and put my dick in her hot mouth. Her tongue swirled 
over the head, ran up and down the shaft, and started 
over again. I looked over at Karen and she was watching 
avidly. 

Not having anything better to do with my hands, I 
reached between her legs and caressed her cunt. Karen 
gasped with surprise, then spread her legs. Her cunt 
was already hot and wet, so I slid my middle finger in 
all the way, then started finger fucking her and 
massaging her clit with my thumb. 

Her clit hardened and grew. Karen had her eyes closed 
and was erotically tweaking her erect nipples. She was 
slowly lowering her body, deepening the penetration of 
my finger, and rocking her hips back and forth, 
intensifying the stroking of her clit. Her body was 
just perfect to look at. She must work out a lot, 
because I could see the muscles just under the skin of 
her washboard tummy rippling as she slowly humped on my 
fingers. Karen's hot pussy juices ran down my hand 
while Sonya's mouth was still working on my throbbing 
dick.

I began to draw my hand from Karen's sopping wet cunt, 
but she grabbed it and held it tightly in her crotch. I 
pulled my hand now, with fingers inside her and she 
came with it to me. I grabbed her thigh and swung her 
leg over me, so she was now sitting on my chest.

I pulled my finger from her hungry cunt, grabbed her 
ass, and pulled her snatch right up to my face. As soon 
as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue, she 
went wild, humping my face, filling my nostrils with 
the sweet aroma of her teenage cunt juices. I thought I 
would give her all the licking she could handle. I 
rammed my tongue into her fuckhole with all my might, 
then gently nibbled on her clit. Apparently she had a 
low threshold, as this was all she could stand.

"OH MY GOD, I'm coming!" she screamed, ground her cunt 
into my face one more time, quivered, then collapsed 
sideways onto the bed. One down, one to go. I looked at 
Sonya, still sucking my dick for all she was worth. I 
was nearing the end of my endurance, and I still hadn't 
had my dick in any hot cunt yet. I grabbed Sonya's 
shoulders and pulled her mouth from my dick. I turned 
her around and held her up, her blonde pubic triangle 
just inches over my waiting tool.

"Give it to her! Now!" Karen whispered. Sonya's cunt 
didn't look wet or ready to take anything in it yet, 
but my dick was ready to take some pussy. Karen reached 
over and spread the lips to Sonya's still dry pussy, 
and began tweaking her clit. Sonya gasped her surprise 
at her most private place being touched by another 
chick. Within seconds though, her clit and inner pussy 
lips began to swell, and her juices started flowing. I 
slowly lowered Sonya onto my rod, admiring her 
glistening pinkness. Karen guided my throbbing rod into 
Sonya's wet love hole.

"Please, be careful! Ah-h-h-h! Go slow, I'm so tight!" 
I lowered Sonya very carefully, for her hot fuckhole 
was indeed the tightest pussy I had ever felt. With 
that in mind, I fought the urge to slam her down on my 
eager dick. As soon as she was down, I grabbed her ass 
and began sliding her back and forth. Sonya bit her lip 
as a tear trickled down from one eye.

"Stop, Mr. Young! It's hurting her!" Karen commanded. 
Then to Sonya, "You haven't done it much, have you?"

"Just once, with Mike, and he isn't this big. It hurt 
then, too!" Sonya sobbed. "I wanted so bad to do it 
with Mr. Young because he's been so nice to me, and I 
was so scared when I saw how big he was. Oh, it hurts!"

"You'd better get up then." I reassured. "I don't want 
to do anything to you that you don't want me to do."

"I want to go on, really I do! But don't you have 
anything I could use to make it easier?"

"Yeah, any Vaseline or KY jelly or something like 
that?" Karen asked.

"I have some KY jelly in the bathroom." I answered. 
Karen jumped up and padded into the bathroom. I watched 
her naked ass jiggle as she left. "You're gonna have to 
get up." I told her. I gently lifted up on her ass. She 
bit her lip again and moaned as my dick slowly withdrew 
from her tortured hole. With a pop from her pussy, a 
shriek burst from her lips as my dick sprung from her 
nearly dry fuckhole. She knelt on the bed next to me, 
softly crying, clutching herself where it hurt. I 
realized that she had been wrong in pretending to be so 
eager. A more gentle approach was needed.

I reached over, pulled her to me, and passionately 
kissed her lips. She jerked once in surprise, then 
melted into my arms, returning my kiss, forgetting the 
pain in her twat. I ran my hand around to her firm tits 
and gently stroked her nipples, feeling them harden 
under my touch. I pulled my mouth from hers and kissed 
the point of each hard nipple. She moaned and gasped 
with each touch of my lips, but from pleasure this 
time, not from pain. 

While I had her aroused, I lightly traced circles on 
her tummy with my finger, each circle going lower and 
lower, until I finally reached the blonde muff of her 
pubic hair. Slowly, I reached down and cupped her pussy 
with my hand, being careful not to press too hard or 
insert my finger. I would know when she was ready for 
penetration. She responded with a jerk and a gasp. I 
pressed again, and she gasped again. I kissed each firm 
nipple one last time, then started kissing down her 
tummy to her love nest, which was now warming and 
starting to respond to my touch.

I spread her legs and gently ran the tip of my tongue 
the full length of her slit. When I reached the 
vicinity of her clit, she reacted as though she had 
been shocked. She arched her back, pressing her cunt 
against my face. Maybe she was ready. I probed again 
with my tongue, harder this time, hard enough to 
separate her cuntlips and tickle her clit. She went mad 
again, jerking and twitching in response to the touch 
of my tongue, moaning and panting. 

Then I felt her clit harden, her inner lips swell and 
spread, and her delicious juices start to flow. Now she 
was definitely ready for more. I probed her fuckhole 
with my tongue, licked all the way up to her clit, 
swirled it around, bit it gently, and then probed her 
hole again. When I started doing all this, she went 
even wilder. She spread her legs, humped and reared 
against my face, and pulled my head tight against her 
hot cooze.

"Oh-h-h-h-h, fuck me," she moaned, "I can't stand it 
any more! I don't care if it does hurt! Please, please 
fuck me!" I put her throbbing clit between my lips and 
gave it one hard suck, drawing it completely into my 
mouth, and pulled my head back sharply, causing her 
clit to pop back. She screamed, thrust her hips at me, 
and grabbed her sweating breasts.

When she had subsided, her legs still spread, I mounted 
her in the traditional position. I started to position 
my throbbing pole for a gentle entry, but Sonya 
released her tits and spread her cuntlips with one hand 
and guided my tool to her sopping wet fuckhole with the 
other. She was much wetter now than when Karen diddled 
her clit, wet enough to fuck.

"Please do it now!" Sonya pleaded. I began to 
cautiously insert my dick, and found that due to her 
juices, entry was no problem. To my great surprise I 
suddenly felt a wet cold hand on my balls and cock 
shaft. It was Karen to the rescue, with a generous glob 
of KY jelly, rubbing it all over our joined sex. Sonya 
groaned like a virgin as I slid into her hot wetness. 

When she had taken as much of my tool as she could, I 
still wasn't all the way in. But she began pumping her 
hips, causing the swollen head of my dick to ram 
against the back of her insides. She was as deliciously 
tight as before, but she must have been stretching, for 
with just a few strokes, my balls were slapping against 
her ass, and I was in to the hilt. My tenderness and 
foreplay had paid off.

"Oh-h-h-h, that's good!" she purred when I began 
pumping to meet her rhythm. Karen knelt like a mother 
hen watching me fuck her friend, with an occasional 
hand massage on my balls from behind. She was a really 
hot girl. 

Sonya wrapped her legs around my waist and was pumping 
as hard as I was. With each stroke, I would completely 
withdraw from her hot, tight wetness, then shove my 
eager tool back in to the hilt, never missing her 
voracious target, always sliding easily in, jamming 
against the back of her interior wall.

Her pumping increased in tempo, and I sped up to match. 
Each thrust became harder and more frantic than the one 
before. Sonya's breathing became harder and faster. She 
was about to come, and I wanted to come with her. I 
raised her legs over my shoulders so that I had a 
better angle at the depths of her tight hole, and 
started ramming as hard as I could. I could still feel 
Karen's wonderful hands gently squeezing my balls, and 
her fingers playing my cock shaft, and slipping onto 
her friend's clit, as I humped young Sonya.

"Don't stop! I think I'm gonna come! Oh-h-h, its so 
good! Come in me! Oh, please, I want to feel your load 
in me!" Sonya screamed. She bucked and reared and 
screamed incoherently, then went limp. I continued to 
pump. In just a few seconds, she began to pump anew. 
For more times than I could count she orgasmed.

Once I felt my orgasm approaching, I gave her one last 
hard ram and drove my weapon in as far as I could. I 
came at this point, spurting her sweet, tender young 
cunt full of my hot sticky come, like an erupting 
volcano. She gasped, trembled, and fell back to the 
bed. After the longest ejaculation I think I've ever 
had before, I finally pulled out my softening dick. Our 
sexual energies were spent for the moment.

I glanced down at the foot of the bed, and saw Karen, 
who had made this experience and extra special one for 
both Sonya and my self, with her expert massage of our 
sex organs as we made love, she was kneeling over us, 
with her legs spread, working her own finger in and out 
of her pussy. 

I saw that Sonya also was seeing something she had 
never seen before, her best friend's cunt, gaping open, 
three fingers disappearing inside it. "Look how many 
fingers she's fitting in herself! How does she do it?" 
Sonya asked, amazed.

"Why don't you get a closer look," I suggested. "Ask 
her." Sonya crawled down to the foot of the bed and sat 
on the end, astounded, watching Karen masturbate.

Karen finally looked down, under heavy-lidded eyes and 
saw Sonya so close. "Why don't you do this for me?" 
Karen asked.

"How?" Sonya queried.

"Just do what I'm doing now." came Karen's reply. Sonya 
watched for a few seconds more, then pushed Karen's 
hand aside and grasped her friend's cunt lips and slid 
three fingers up inside her. "In and out and twist it a 
little bit. Oh, yes-s-s, oh, yes-s-s. Do it good, oh, 
that's so good!" Karen purred. My dick was hardening 
again at the sight of one female masturbating another.

I had an idea. If Karen was as promiscuous as she 
seemed, she might not object to what I had in mind. 
While Sonya continued to work her fingers in Karen's 
stretched cunt, I helped Karen out of the chair and 
down to the floor, her heaving tits on the floor, her 
ass up in the air. She stayed in that position, 
crooning wordlessly, cunt juice dribbling down her 
thighs, Sonya still masturbating her.

I picked up the tube of KY jelly that Karen had used, 
and liberally covered my erect rod with it. Then I 
stood behind Karen, straddling Sonya.

"What are you going to do?" Sonya asked.

"Watch and see!" I responded. With that I grasped 
Karen's hips and aimed my dick at the delicate rosette 
of her ass. Using my dick like a weapon, I suddenly 
shoved my tool in as far as I could. Karen let out a 
scream, tearing out fistfuls of carpet.

"Oh God, fuck my ass! That hurts so good! Fuck me 
harder, give me all you've got! Make it hurt! Give me 
more fingers Sonya!"

"I'm assfucking Karen!" I informed Sonya, who was now 
completely mind-blown.

I needed no invitation, and neither did Sonya. Both of 
us gave Karen all we could, Sonya with the bottle in 
Karen's cunt, me with my dick far up Karen's clenching 
ass. Karen rocked back to take us both in, then 
forward, then back for more. I couldn't see how Karen 
could take my dick, as long and thick as it was, all 
the way up her ass, but she was doing it and getting 
her rocks off, to boot.

"Take your fingers out of Karen's pussy, and stick your 
whole hand in!" I panted to Sonya.

"Are you kidding me?" Sonya asked in disbelief.

"No, cover your whole hand with KY, bunch your fingers 
together, then push 'em in!"

My dick felt her fingers withdraw, and moments later, 
the pressure of Sonya's fingertips.

"Now push harder!" I commanded, giving Karen's nether 
hole another stroke.

I felt increased pressure on my dick and heard Sonya 
wail, "My whole hand went in!"

"Good! That's called fist-fucking! Do her just like 
before!" I gasped.

"Cram my cunt full. I love it!" was Karen's response to 
the new violation. She trembled, then shoved her ass 
and cunt, doubly impaled, back at us for more. We 
continued like this for another minute or so.

"Harder! Oh God don't stop now, I'm coming! Fuck me! 
Come in my ass! Squirt me full! Fist-fuck me!" Karen 
arched her back, then screamed as I pushed my dick to 
the absolute limit, pumping her reamed ass full of 
another load of my hot lava.

Then she collapsed to the floor, exhausted. I pulled my 
dick out of her ass, as Sonya pulled her hand out of 
Karen's stretched cunt with a squelching sound.  Karen 
lay on her belly, her ass stretched open obscenely, my 
cream oozing out, dripping down to her spread, gaping 
fuckhole.

"That's incredible! I didn't know Karen did that kind 
of stuff! It had to hurt! I know it would kill me!" 
Sonya exclaimed.

"No it won't," Karen contradicted, "You've just got to 
relax your cunt and ass muscles and want to do it. If 
you do, you can take anything in either hole."

"I don't think I could. I haven't done it too many 
times. I'd be too tight and too scared." Sonya 
countered.

"I could fist-fuck you by morning with no problems on 
your part. I would make you want it," was Karen's 
rejoinder.

"No way on Earth." Sonya flatly denied."

"I'll prove it. Lay on your back." Sonya complied with 
Karen's instructions, looking apprehensively at Karen. 
Karen began talking to Sonya in a steady monotone, 
telling her how good it would feel to have her pussy 
stretched, how she would get Sonya's fuckhole all wet 
and juicy, how she would stick her whole hand in 
Sonya's tight pussy and stretch it to fit, and how 
Sonya would love it and want to do it again. Karen 
placed her hands on Sonya's thighs and began to massage 
them as she spoke. Sonya watched Karen and listened to 
her talk, and her apprehension began to fade away. I 
realized that Karen had Sonya hypnotized, rapt.

Karen slowly spread Sonya's unresisting legs wide 
apart, talking all the while. She reached down and 
began stroking Sonya's furry twat, still talking. As 
Sonya began to pant and get aroused, her inner pussy 
lips began to swell and enlarge, protruding between her 
outer cuntlips, glistening. Karen, still persuading 
Sonya of her desire, grasped Sonya's delicate pink 
fleshy inner lips and began massaging them between 
thumb and forefinger, stretching them out and allowing 
them to return to their normal size. Juices began to 
ooze from Sonya's now exposed hole. 

Karen prodded Sonya's clit with one finger, causing it 
to become firm and enlarged. Karen released Sonya's 
inner cuntlips and grasped her clit. She pulled on 
Sonya's sensitive bud, then slowly allowed it to 
return. Sonya was writhing all over the bed, but Karen 
never stopped her erotic teasing of Sonya's tortured 
snatch or her monologue. 

Karen reached for the KY jelly and put a dab on her 
fingers. She spread Sonya's cuntlips with one hand and 
inserted two lubricated fingers of her other hand a 
fraction of an inch into Sonya's waiting hole. She 
spread her fingers, opening Sonya's relaxed cunthole. 
She took the tube of KY jelly and placed the orifice 
right at Sonya's open gash. With steady squeezing, she 
squirted the entire contents into Sonya's pink hole, 
filling it with the clear lubricant. Karen bunched her 
fingers together and placed all five fingers just 
inside Sonya's cunthole.

"You're all lubed up and ready to go now. Are you ready 
for it, Honey?" Karen purred. "I'll give to you when 
you're ready."

"I'm ready, do me!" Sonya replied distantly. Karen 
started diddling Sonya's erect clit, then pushed her 
fingers into Sonya's slippery hole, twisting her hand 
as she did so. Sonya gasped and drew her knees up, 
making her cunt open wider, easier for Karen to ream.

"More, more, go deeper!" Sonya gasped frantically. 
Sonya reached between her legs and grabbed Karen's 
wrist, pushing Karen's hand further into her own hot 
cunt. In just moments, Karen's hand had completely 
disappeared into Sonya's hole. Sonya's cuntlips were 
wrapped around Karen's wrist.

Karen grabbed a mirror and held it up where Sonya could 
see her own private parts, stretched, violated, impaled 
upon Karen's hand.

"See, Honey, I told you could do it!" Sonya took the 
mirror and stared dumbfounded at it. Karen partially 
withdrew her hand, then pushed it back in.

"Now comes the fun part!" Karen pronounced. "Feel it 
when I move my fingers around!" With that, Karen began 
wiggling her fingers and moving her hand around inside 
Sonya's slippery wet fuckhole. Sonya went crazy, 
thrashing around on the bed, alternately screaming for 
Karen to stop, it was too much, or to go deeper. 
Finally, Sonya screamed one last time, pulled Karen's 
hand one last time, then went limp.

I spent the rest of the night alternately fucking Sonya 
and Karen, shooting great loads of hot jism into both 
girls. I never knew I had such stamina. The next 
weekend, they came back to visit again, and finally, 
with great preparation, I got to fuck Sonya's beautiful 
ass. We make love on a regular basis now, and are a 
happy threesome.

And they lived happily ever after!