“I had my sis drop me off” she exclaimed as she approached me.
“What did you tell her?” I asked.
“Oh, I told her some of my friends were having a party here tonight. Don’t worry, Amanda’s cool!” she answered.
I gave Erin a quick kiss on the cheek as she stood in front of me. I could not believe how incredible she looked. She was dressed in a sexy red satin corset covered by a black leather jacket and the tightest pair of low-cut jeans I had ever seen. Her ass looked perfect and her hips were invitingly curvy. Erin’s belly was pierced and the bright diamond-like stone twinkled. Her outfit was complimented by a pair of 2 ½” “come-fuck-me-pumps.” Her hair was brushed perfectly and her make-up made her beautiful face look older than her innocent 14 years.
“You look beautiful Erin!” I said as I gently took her arm in my hand and guided her down the sidewalk along the hotel. We entered the hotel from a side door to limit the number of people who saw me with her.
Taking the stairs, we opened the door on the second floor and I escorted Erin to my room. As the door closed behind us, Erin removed her leather jacket and sat on the edge of the bed. Her breasts were perfect and looked as if they were going to pop out of the tight corset.
“Wanna drink hunni?” I asked.
“Sure. Whatcha got?” she asked.
“I brought your favorite….Bacardi and pineapple juice” I said as I began to pour her a drink.
We didn’t speak as Erin sipped her drink. I could tell she was nervous. Her hands were trembling as she lifted the cup to her lips.
“You okay Erin?” I asked.
“Ummm hmmm” she replied.
“You seem really nervous” I observed.
“I am….uh, um…I’m not sure…” she said, stopping herself in mid-sentence.
“Not sure of what?” I asked.
“I don’t want you to be mad” she replied.
“What’s wrong Erin?” I asked.
“I,…I, um, don’t know if I can go through with this” she said quietly.
“Why not?” I asked, beginning to get angry. I had gone to great lengths to create my alibi, make the 4 hour drive, pay for the room, ensure there was no way to trace the room to my name, and ensure I was not being set up.
“Cuz’ my boyfriend!” she said.
“What about him?” I asked.
“I can’t cheat on him. It was different, me and you chatting on line. It wasn’t really cheating but,” she paused, “this is different. It’s cheating if I have sex with you.”
I was enraged. I am sure Erin did not realize how deeply intense my animalistic desire to fuck her had grown. My body was flooded with hormones and my cock had been raging hard from the moment she stepped out of her sister’s car.
Erin was getting fucked. She just didn’t realize it yet. But, she soon would…!
“Fuck that!” I said as I smacked the now empty plastic cup from her hands. Erin flinched, startled by my outburst.
“Please don’t be mad…we can do other things with ourselves, just not sex” she said, somehow trying to bargain with me.
Did I hear her correctly. Was she insinuating we could masturbate with each other? That I watch her finger-fuck herself and not be able to touch her? “No fucking way!” I thought to myself.
I stepped towards the window and found the cord to the large curtains covering the glass wall that led to the balcony. Grasping the cord, I yanked sharply and felt the cord snap in two at the base of the curtain rod.
I stepped quickly towards Erin before she could react. I placed my arm of her chest and shoved her on her back as I climbed onto her, placing my entire body weight on her chest. Erin screamed for a second before I placed the palm of my hand over her open mouth and pressed down.
“Shut the fuck up Erin and you won’t get hurt!” I whispered angrily. Her body quivered with fear as I rolled her petite frame onto her stomach.
“No, please….don’t do this, please” she pleaded.
“You’re getting fucked Erin! Don’t fight it! One way or another, you’re getting fucked!” I heard myself say.
Although I was aware of what was going on, I did not feel like I was in control of my own body. Something evil and demented had taken over and was guiding my actions and my words.
I gripped her tiny wrist and twisted her arm behind her back. Taking the curtain cord, I tightly bound her right wrist. She winced in pain as the thin synthetic cord burned her delicate skin.
“Owwwiiieeeee” Erin shrieked. As she did, I grabbed her free arm and repeated the process. Once her hands were tightly secured behind her back, I removed a pillow-case from a pillow and tore a long strip of cloth approximately 24 inches long and 6 inches wide. I then used this strip to gag Erin’s mouth. I knew she would try to scream and I needed to be certain no other patrons were alerted to my evil deeds. After I was certain she was properly bound and gagged, I calmly removed my digital cam-corder from it’s case, set up the tripod mount and attached the expensive device to its’ base. I spent a moment or two ensuring the camera was set to the correct setting and that it was capturing the images on the bed. Once satisfied, I hit the red “Record” button. Erin was ready to be fucked and I was going to film the assault.
I walked back to the bed and rolled Erin onto her back. Her face had a look of absolute fear as tears streamed down her soft cheeks. Erin was crying although the sounds were muffled by the tight gag tied around her head. My cock throbbed and I felt the lustful desire building in my throat.
I reached down and slowly unbuttoned Erin’s jeans. Her stomach heaved as she struggled to remain calm. Her skin was soft and smooth and goose bumps covered her tummy and lower abdomen. As the last button came undone, I was able to see the sexy red lace thong. The contrast between her perfectly bronzed skin and the red material was spectacular. My hands shook as I caressed the area directly below her belly piercing and the top of her slutty thong. Erin threw her head side to side. I heard her trying to speak, “No, no no, no” through the pillow case. Her resistance only enhanced my excitement. I was intoxicated with the absolute power and control I had over this sexy teenaged girl; a girl who would soon be filled and covered in my cum.
Her jeans seemed like they were glued to her hips as I tried to pull them down. I was unable to do so with my hands so I had to reposition myself by her feet and pull down hard to allow the material to clear her curvaceous hips. Once the jeans made it beyond her hips, they moved effortlessly down to her ankles.
Tears continued to roll down her face as I prepared to initiate my violation of her innocence. Erin’s thong hugged her perfect body and I lowered my face next to her pussy. I drew in a deep breath. The combination of scents was mesmerizing; her perfume, her body wash, body spray and the sweet smell of her tiny pussy made me dizzy with eagerness. I pushed my hand between her thighs. Erin threw her hips to the side in an effort to hinder my probing of her young cunt. Her feisty resistance aroused me even more as I put my hands on her hips and pinned her back down to the bed.
“Don’t fight it Erin” I commanded. “I don’t want to hurt you but I promise you, I will if I have to!”
Erin submitted. I felt her legs go limp. I again slid my finger between her thighs and gently slid the thin, sheer cloth that covered her pussy. Her pubic hair was thick but closely trimmed and her pussy lips looked as if they were pouting. Her young clit was visible between the folds of her lips. I was light-headed and felt for a moment as if I was going to lose consciousness. I breathed deeply and forced myself to relax. Slowly, I felt my finger part her moist pussy lips. She was very warm and her inner lips were pink and smooth. I ran my finger between her lips and pressed it against her young clit.
“Nuhhh uhhhh, please,” she begged.
I looked at Erin and smiled. “Relax hunni…I wanna make you feel good!”
As I spoke, I shoved my middle finger deeply into her tight little cunt. Erin tried to scream again but the muffled sounds did not travel far.
I began to finger-fuck her tight little hole, once removing my finger and placing it in my mouth. She tasted so sweet, the familiar musky smell of pussy. I placed my free hand flat on her lower stomach just about her pubic line and gently pressed down as I continued to assault her cunt with my finger.
No matter how much Erin did not want to be violated, her pussy still got wet from my finger being inside her. When she felt wet enough, I put another finger inside and began to stretch her tiny walls open. My fingers were soaked and I yearned to taste this little unwilling vixen. Erin’s jeans were still around her ankles making it difficult for me to spread her youthful legs apart. Instead of removing her jeans, I simply lifted her legs off the bed and held them up in the air. In this position, her beautiful ass and pussy were fully exposed. I positioned myself on my stomach and placed my face next to her sweet cunt. The smell was exhilarating. Slowly, I placed my tongue on the rim of her virgin asshole and pressed into her tight ring. Erin squirmed from this new sensation but I held her legs tightly to prevent her from moving. I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused. I curled the end of my tongue and tried to force it into her ass. I continued to probe her ass for another minute or two before I allowed my tongue to work up to her soft folds. She tasted wonderful and I was surprised how soft she felt. My tongue glided easily between her lips as I found her clit. Using my fingers, I spread her lips wide apart and ran my tongue up and down her velvety soft pinkness. As my tongue entered her tight hole, I watched her struggle, torn between pleasure and fear, ecstasy and terror, delight and disgust.
I am certain Erin tried to fight off the pleasure but her hips told a different story. The deeper my tongue invaded her, the more I noticed her hips moving in unison with my tongue. I loved how Erin tasted and could have eaten her for hours. She had the sweetest pussy I had ever seen and thought how lucky some man was going to be in a few years when he got to fuck her every night for the rest of his life. Erin was the most stunning girl I had ever seen and my lustful desires were translated into the deep probing action of my tongue.
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