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 Author: Persephone
Title: Amelia at Large, Chapter Chapter IV - Duncan's Rescue
Summary: Amelia and her friends rescue Duncan from the evil clutches of
Mrs Reynolds, and he turns out to be everything Victoria's Little Sister is
looking for.
Keywords: oral, vag, mf, m+f+
Date: 5_4_2017

   Disclaimer: This is a sexual fantasy.  The author does not advocate or
participate in underage sexual activities.  If you are offended by
pornography, for God's sake stop reading internet porn, you idiot.  If you
are underage and interested in sex, welcome to the human race.  This is a
fantasy, without consequences.  Real sex has consequences like pregnancy
(duh!), disease, and emotional devastation.  Don't ever let anybody talk
you into doing something you aren't ready for.  When you are old enough to
be ready, relish every minute.  But right now, get outta here, kid!  You
trying to get me in trouble?

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   Amelia at Large by Persephone

   Chapter IV - Duncan's Rescue

   The following morning, Amelia and Emily returned to school, both
voluntarily naked.  They decided that Erica would pick Amelia up around
eleven to go to the Reynold's house, lure Duncan outside, and bring him
home.  Then, after school let out they they would join Emily and Hope and
take him to Victoria's Little Sister.  Amelia relished the simple pleasure
of nudity - it was like letting her whole body breathe.  As much as she
loved the sexual thrill of it, she was learning to appreciate the health
virtue of nudity itself.  She spent most of the morning helping the work
crews who were installing cameras in all the bathrooms and showers, making
sure they captured the best aspects of the student body by letting them
zoom in on her as she used each of the facilities, and being very careful
not to leave any unprotected spaces where a student could be taken
advantage of.

   That's how Amelia found herself in the boy's shower room just before
lunch, surrounded by seven eager teenage football players.

   "Just so you guys know," she said, fingering her pussy, "that camera
right there is recording everything that happens.  So they'll be very
disappointed if they don't see seven hot studs gang bang one helpless
teenage girl..."

   The thirteen year old beauty dropped to her knees and slid one boy's
hard cock between her lips, sucking him while stroking another with her
hand.  She reached out to grasp a second hard cock and happily leaned
forward as a fourth boy began to caress her ass.  He stroked his cock hard
with his free hand and smacked it as hard as he could against her ass, then
positioned his cock head against her pussy lips and slid deep within her.
He thrust forward with eager, hard strokes.  Soon he was plunging in to the
hilt.  Amelia moaned around the huge dick in her mouth, her tiny tits
jiggling from his hard stokes, while she tried to maintain a constant
rhythm on the other three cocks she was ministering to.  The boy in her
mouth came hard, covering her lips and chin with the hot young cum she
didn't mange to swallow, and one of the remaining three players quickly
took his place.  Amelia turned and winked at the camera, hoping they were
successfully recording everything.  The boy fucking her from behind
graciously pulled out just before he came, and sent several huge gushes of
sperm splashing across her beautiful ass for the benefit of the camera.  He
slipped away and let another boy fill in.  Amelia felt what she knew must
be a huge black cock suddenly pound into her tight, 13 year old pussy.  She
came suddenly, violently, before she was even prepared, and shouted her joy
aloud as two of the boys standing to either side covered her face and neck
with more hot cum.

   Finally she sat back in the shower floor with a hard cock in each hand
and a pussy humming from multiple poundings.  Amelia grinned at the boys
she had just fucked, looked up at the camera and nodded, and she was sure
she saw the camera nod back.  Amelia rinsed herself in the shower and
dashed through the locker room to meet Erica.

   She had her slashed, loose fitting halter cut T shirt and a clear
plastic miniskirt on, sans underwear, when she stepped outside to meet
Erica Bain and go liberate Duncan.

   "Let's go rescue a sex god!" she bubbled.

   "I'm not entirely sold on this idea, Amelia...but I'm in on the plan
because I owe you one after how you reacted when we met." She touched
Amelia's hand and winked as they pulled out of the parking lot.

   The drive to the Reynold's house was happily uneventful, and Amelia
remembered that Duncan's bedroom window was next to the patio at the rear
of the house.  She snuck around and tapped on the glass.  After a moment of
fumbling, the heavy curtain parted inside and Duncan peered out, looking
pale and sweaty.

   He focused on Amelia and waved half-heartedly, then after a moment he
remembered her face.  "Nancy!" he said through the glass.  There was a
pause and he turned as if to speak to someone inside.

   Amelia saw movement through the open door to his room and ducked down to
where she could just peek through the glass.  Mrs Reynolds appeared in the
doorway, and Amelia did a double-take - the frumpy, conservative housewife
was wearing a black and red merry widow, her breasts spilling over the top.
Crotchless black panties, fishnet hose and suspenders completed the look.
Amelia didn't have any idea what to think.  Mrs Reynolds carried a riding
crop in one hand and approached Duncan, who backed away, raising his hands
in fear.

   "Oh what the ever loving.....!" Amelia whispered to herself.  "Mrs 'We
don't dress that way here' is all sexed up when Mr Reynolds is at work? 
And Duncan, fuck he looks scared!" Amelia thought quickly, reviewing what
she remembered of the house.  Duncan came back to the window and tried to
open it.  She shooed him away and ducked back from the window, her knees
shaking.  She dashed back to the car to talk about the unexpected
developments with Erica.

   "He's there, but he looks bad.  Pale, scared.  Mrs Reynolds is there,
all dressed up in some Betty Crocker dominatrix getup.  I think she's using
him as a sex slave...damn, now I really want to get him out."

   "The Mrs Reynolds who wouldn't let you wear your own clothes?  That Mrs
Reynolds?"

   "Yeah, you believe it?  We need a distraction, something..."

   "Phone.  You know their phone number?  Wait, I know.  I'm dressed
normal, they don't know me.  I'll knock on the door.  Survey or something.
I have a clipboard in the trunk.  You get him out the window.  Meet me at
the car and we're gone."

   "Erica, you are really awesome!"

   "Thanks!  Been a long time since I did something like this.  Okay, lemme
move the car.  Go get under his window.  This'll be quick."

   Amelia dashed back to Duncan's window while Erica moved the car out of
sight and left the engine running, then she walked up to the front door
with a clipboard under one arm, moving with professional ease.  She rang
the doorbell and Amelia heard sudden commotion from inside.  Duncan was
shoved back into his room and she heard his door slam, then muffled
shouting.  She stood up and looked in the window.  Duncan saw her again and
leapt to the latch.  He had to hit it a couple of times before it sprung
open, then Amelia helped raise the window so that Duncan, naked and erect
as always, could quickly clamber out.  Amelia pushed the window shut behind
them and grabbed his hand.  Together they rushed to Erica's car.  She
shoved him into the back seat, climbed in behind him, slammed the door and
held him down.  Despite his constant mental fog, Duncan seemed to know he
was being rescued and lay low and quiet beneath her.

   They waited in silence for a few more minutes, until Erica climbed into
the driver's seat, turned the key and peeled out.  They were three blocks
away before anyone spoke.

   "Well, her name is Margie and she votes Republican.  She doesn't like
her congressman and thinks the President is a liar.  And she reeks of some
bamboo rose funky incense stuff."

   "Did we do it?  We did it?"

   "Yep.  We kidnapped a teenager.  Nothing illegal about that.  But stay
down till we get him inside at Mom's house.  The last thing we need is
attention."

   Amelia looked down at Duncan, who was lying very still, apart from a
slight rocking of his hips as he rubbed himself against Amelia's leg.  He
was naked, pale and sweaty and blazingly erect.  Tears were flowing down
his cheeks.

   "What the....hell was she doing to him?" Erica asked, "I saw what looked
like lingerie under the house coat she threw on....dunno.  Weird."

   "I wonder what she's doing right now, when she sees he's gone?" Amelia
asked.  "Duncan, it's okay sweetie, we're gone.  You're safe.  Rest."

   She kept her arm across his shoulder for a long time, while he lay naked
on the car seat and shivered.  She had wondered if the ride home would be
full of mad sex - which she would have relished - but somehow, this felt
more real.  She was actually rescuing somebody.  Doing something grown-up
and serious.

   Finally back at the Rice house, they bundled Duncan up the back steps
and in through the kitchen door.  Mrs Rice took one look at him and pointed
toward the bathroom.

   "Give him a long bath.  Let him soak half an hour, then go in and scrub
him," she said with authority.

   "Huh, you'd think she'd be more surprised, us bringing in a naked boy,"
Amelia commented.

   "Oh, we talked about it this morning.  I didn't know what to expect, so
I assumed the worst.  Mom is good at this sort of on-the-fly rescue.  You
should have seen how we got Ray out of the retirement home where they were
abusing him...  compared to that, this was a cakewalk."

   "So, we got Duncan....of course Mrs Reynolds will tell Mr R that we got
him, there will be fallout, right?"

   "Well, my question is, did Reynolds know she's doing this?  Are they
both in on it?  What she tells him depends on what they both know.  She'll
deduce that somebody helped him escape while I was giving her the bullshit
survey, but she never saw you and she doesn't know me.  His condition looks
bad, and he obviously wanted outta there."

   There was a sound of movement from the bathroom so Amelia and Erica went
to investigate.  Duncan had fallen asleep in the tub and slipped
underwater, and woke up spluttering and thrashing.  He saw Amelia and
reached out to her, still calling her Nancy.

   "I'm here, Duncan," she said.

   "Nancy?" he asked in a muffled voice.  He was still erect.  There were
clouds of white semen floating in the bathwater.

   "Let me clean you up, Duncan," Amelia said.  She peeled out of her
clothes, reached for a washcloth and soap and started soaping up his back.
He let her scrub his back, neck and under his arms, cooperating like a
small child at bath time.

   When Amelia reached around to scrub his chest, Duncan grabbed her and
pulled her into the water with him.  She fell in with a yelp and a splash,
and found herself sitting naked in warm water with a horny teenage boy, who
gazed at her with a look of total adoration.  He silently reached out and
cupped one of her small breasts, fingers gently pinching her hard nipple.
Amelia let her hand drift under the water to stroke his cock, as ramrod
hard as ever.  Duncan settled back, closed his eyes, and let her stroke
him. He didn't try to fuck her, he just settled back and sighed
contentedly. Amelia cupped his balls with one hand and stroked him with the
other, delighting in the feel of his hot, massive erection.  He jerked
briefly, then moaned aloud as he came.  The semen shot up through the water
like a torpedo, the intense hot spray landing on Amelia's chest.  She
scooped it up with two fingers and tasted it, again tasting the flavor of
bamboo and ginseng.

   Duncan was still hard and Amelia scooted around in the tub so they could
fuck, but to her surprise he gently pushed her away, reached for the soap
and spent the next few minutes gently, tenderly soaping and washing every
inch of her young, nude body.  It wasn't a sexual act, it was just very
tender and passionate.

   They lay together in the tub, his hands gently resting on her breasts,
for a long while.  She heard him occasionally snoring and stayed with him
until her fingertips began to prune.

   Finally they stepped out of the tub and dried off, and returned nude to
the kitchen.  She returned and Duncan silently nursed a cup of herbal tea
while Amelia studied his face.

   "Duncan....do you have a last name?" she asked gently.  He looked at her
through eyes that bore more clarity than she had seen before.

   "Pritchard," he said quietly, and returned to his tea.

   "Pritchard...  like short stack?  That wet blanket?  He's your Dad?!"
Amelia said, amazed.

   At Erica's quizzical glance, she quickly recounted her brief encounter
with Counselor Jim Pritchard, describing his ultra-conservative approach to
the program.

   "How the....wow, more questions.  So the ultracon Counselor and the
prissy Vice Principal's wife.....  man, could it be?" Erica wondered, "more
questions all the time!"

   Just then the kitchen door burst open and Emily and Hope rushed in, both
beautifully, totally naked.  Hope had the telltale glow about her of being
recently, orgasmically fucked.  Duncan initially shied away from the noise,
then relaxed as Amelia gently grasped his cock.

   "Oh My God, Amelia!!" Emily blurted out, grabbing a drink from the
fridge.  She tossed a can to Hope, popped hers and took a deep gulp. 
"Around noon the whole office went nuts.  Pritchard and Reynolds were
yelling at each other, we had cops there, Reynold's wife was
there....damn." She paused as if noticing Duncan for the first time.  He
looked up through disheveled hair, made eye contact for a moment, and
looked away again.  He gave Hope a longer glance and was obviously stroking
his cock under the table.

   "Is this him?  You're Duncan, right?  Damn, people are going nuts
looking for you.  They said you were kidnapped and put out an Amber alert!"

   "Easy, Em," Erica said, "He's very shy and a bit confused.  Go easy on
him, he's vulnerable.  So what else did you hear?"

   "Oh, damn.  Reynolds accused Pritchard of something, Pritchard said he'd
get even, there was a lot of commotion.  There's a rumor going around is
that Pritchard turned a kid into a drug addict and Reynolds helped him
cover it up."

   "..........and more answers," Erica said thoughtfully, "Pritchard's son
is a drug addict.  Pritchard has this squeaky clean image, so Reynolds took
the boy in.  And Mrs Reynolds fucks him and beats him every day while Mr R
is at work.  Geez, man, some sad stuff happened to you.  We gotta get you
to rehab."

   "Hey Duncan," Emily said playfully, "wanna go be a superstar?  Rock your
shit in front of three hundred people?"

   "Oh, damn, yeah," Amelia said, "the whole idea was to get you to
Victoria's Little Sister.  Damn, with everything we just learned, is that
still a good idea?"

   "He is gonna be very, very visible...  someone there is surely gonna
recognize him."

   "And if cops start asking questions, Duncan will spill the beans on
Pritchard and Reynolds.  And on Mrs R."

   "Duncan....." Amelia said gently.  She looked into his eyes and held his
hand.  "Duncan, we want to take you to someplace fun.  You'll have a lot of
sex...  fun, happy sex, and people will like you.  Nobody will hurt you. 
Lots of pretty girls will want you to fuck them.  Do you want to do that?"

   Duncan sat quietly for a moment.

   "Nancy's friends?"

   "Yes, all of Nancy's friends will be there.  They all want to meet you.
They want to touch you.  They want you to fuck them!"

   "No more spit drink?"

   Amelia paused, confused.  She looked up at Erica, who shrugged.

   "No more spit drink, Duncan.  None at all.  Ever."

   "I like Nancy's friends.  I hope they like me."

   "Ohhh, I'm pretty sure they will," Amelia said giving his cock a
squeeze. "Hope, have you met Duncan?"

   Hope shook her head, so Duncan, being gracious, stood up to shake her
hand.  His ramrod stiff, massive cock emerged from below the table...  and
the look on Hope's face was the vision of sensual ecstasy that artists
spend their lifetimes trying to capture.  Her eyes grew wide, a wicked
smile spread across her face and her delicate, talented tongue slid across
her lips.

   "Hope is one of Nancy's friends," Erica said with a grin.  "Would you
like to get acquainted?"

   He nodded silently.  Hope stepped around the table, paused to let Duncan
enjoy the view of her nude body, and slid a hand around his cock.  She
pushed him back down on the chair and straddled him as her friends looked
on approvingly, letting his erection slide easily into her willing, eager
pussy.  The two teenagers fucked like teenagers, in full view of their
little audience in the kitchen.

   The door opened again and Mick came in with his book bag under one arm.
The bag immediately hit the floor, along with his jaw, but he recovered and
fished for his camera.

   "Man, I always miss the good stuff!  Hope fucking anybody is sooo cool!"
He took several pictures until Erica gently pried the camera from his
hands.

   "Sorry, little paparazzi.  We gotta keep Duncan's identity under wraps
until the manhunt dies down.  Take all the pictures of Hope you want, but
Duncan's off limits for now.  Kay?"

   "Aw!  Okay.  Hope, lemme get more pictures of you.  When you're finished
with what you're doing, that is."

   Hope grinned and waved at him, unable to focus on anything besides the
exquisite fucking she was receiving from Duncan.  After a moment she moaned
aloud and clutched him to her breast, then threw her head back and yelled
out something naughty in Norwegian, her naked body gyrating on Duncan's
lap. Duncan thrust harder, focusing himself on her body, until he shuddered
and let out a muffled cry as his sperm gushed out within her.  The two
teenage lovers rode against each other until finally subsiding to rest in
each other limbs, still breathing heavily.

   "Now that is what I call fucking," Erica said with a note of awe.  Hope
smiled without looking up, still relishing the afterglow of her orgasmic
high.

   The story concludes with Amelia's shopping adventure at the mall in
chapter V.



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