Parasite, Chapter 1

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

codes: gi, Mult, Mind Control, Science Fiction, Rough, 
Gang Bang, Interracial, First, Oral Sex, Cream Pie, 
Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Transformation

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Ammari Razan, the leading entomologist for the Western United
States, discovers an extraterrestrial insect-like organism with 
a clandestine agenda and must race against time to not only
discover its purpose and prevent colonization, but must also
fight to save his young daughter from certain destruction.

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"Ammari, I do not understand why it is you who must go."

"I told you, Azera, I'm the leading entomologist in this region
and this is something never before seen. It is a very unique
specimen and I must be the one who studies it."

"Why can't they just send it to you? I don't like it when you
must leave. When will you return?"

"I should be home in a few days and the reason they can't send
the specimen is that the creature is still inside the host. I am
told the host will die if they remove it."

"I do not like the sound of that at all. Is it dangerous?"

"I'm not sure, my wife, but I will be careful. Now no more
questions, I must hurry."

"Will you wait until Neeta gets home from school?"

"There is not time. My flight leaves in two hours and I must stop
by the lab first."

"She is getting another Student of the Month award in school on
Friday; will you be home for that?"

"I do not know, but I will try," he said kissing his wife as he
hurried outside to the waiting cab.

"Doctor Razan, the patient is through here," Lee Chang, the
regional physician, said opening the heavy glass doors. "We have
her in isolation."

The slender blond woman was non responsive and her pupils were
fully dilated. Her pulse was weak; her breathing shallow and her
blood pressure was very low.

"How long has she been in a coma?"

"We had to put her in a chemical coma to control her four days
ago. She had been sedated but even at a dosage high enough to
tranquilize a horse, she was still fighting against her
restraints and acting, well, as if she was possessed or
something. The vulgar language she used and the obscene
gestures... , well, let's just say it was very disturbing."

"Where are the scans? I'd like to see them."

"Over there," he motioned, heading toward the cabinet. "I've
never seen anything like this before. It reminds me of some type
of mutant scorpion but it's smaller with odd frontal appendages,"
Chang stated handing him the folder.

"Thank you Doctor Chang. Allow me a few moments to examine them,"
he said pulling out the chair to sit. X-Rays, CT scans and MRIs
were conducted and a good 3D image of the creature was presented,
but he couldn't figure out what it was.

The organism was attached to the woman at the brain stem with
numerous tendrils veining throughout her body. Most were centered
inside the brain but three very pronounced arteries emitted from
the center of the creature and meandered throughout her body like
a root system. One, located at the base of her esophagus, had a
small bud about the size of the tip of a swab, a second, with a
much larger bud, was situated just outside of her cervix and the
last was positioned inside of her rectum.

The bizarre life form had an abnormal tube from the back of the
abdomen which extended outward, breaking the surface of the skin
perhaps used for breathing. It appeared to be approximately three
or four inches long and as thick as his thumb.

"We also discovered a nest of larva inside her uterus," Doctor
Chang added, handing him another file with similar scans. "These
look more like grubs and were pretty active when we first found
them but they haven't moved in several hours."

"Do you think they were affected by the sedatives?'

"I don't believe so or the, um, mother would be affected as well.
Over the last few days their movements slowed until yesterday
when they stopped moving completely. It's almost as if they
starved to death or something."

"Can it be removed?"

"No, it's too risky. It would mean certain death for Mrs. Sharp
if we attempted to remove it."

"I don't see another way. You can't keep her in a coma forever if
she's been here already for a week with no sign of improvement."

"Her husband is in the lounge waiting for word, but I don't know
what to tell him. The poor guy hasn't left the hospital since she
was admitted."

"If I get his permission, can you safely remove it without
causing harm?"

"I already told you that she will surely die."

"I was talking about the specimen."

"I'm, uh not sure, but I won't risk a human's life for an
insect."

"We'll have to see about that. Now, where is the husband?"

"Mr. Sharp, I'm so very sorry to hear about your wife," he began,
extending his hand to greet the grieving husband.

"Are you a doc?"

"Yes I am. I'm a specialist in the field."

"Thank God, finally someone who knows what they're doin'," he
said in a thick Southern draw.

"What can you tell me about this, uh, insect?"

"I didn't even know she had that thing 'til they showed me them
X-Rays."

"So you never saw anything like it before?"

"Nope, never. We're just simple farmers and nothing like this has
never happened before."

"Is there any idea where she came into contact with this thing?"

"Nope, none."

"Please, Mr. Sharp, this is very important. Try and think about
anything unusual that may have happened recently."

"Well, now that you mention it, there was a big rock that Barbara
found out behind the house. It never was there before and I think
it was a meteor or something. It was 'bout the size of a baseball
and had a funny color. Oh, and it kinda glowed in the dark."

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm talking about. When did she find
it?"

"'Bout three or four weeks ago."

"When did she start acting funny?"

"'Bout three weeks ago I guess."

"This is very important, Mr. Sharp, but could you please tell me
everything that she did that was unusual. Anything at all."

"Well, the one thing that stands out is that she, um, wanted to
make love a lot more."

"A lot more? More than usual?"

"More than we have in the past three years, all in about two
days. I, um, couldn't, you know, give her what she wanted. I'm a
forty-year-old man you see and I can't perform like I used to
when I was younger."

"No one's judging you, sir. I just need to know all that I can
about what happened. Where's this rock she found?"

"I gave it to our daughter, Becky. She likes to collect strange
rocks and has lotta funny lookin' ones. She liked it a lot 'cause
it glowed at night."

"Is she home? Could she bring the rock to me so that I can
examine it?"

"She ain't home and even if she was, she's only thirteen and
can't drive yet."

"Is she staying with relatives? Maybe one of them could bring
it."

"Didn't they tell you? She's missing. Ran away almost three weeks
ago and I ain't got no idea where she is."

"Was she displaying any unusual behavior before she ran away?"

"Yea, she was acting all loopy like her mother was but I only
thought she was just makin' fun of her. Becky's a good girl and
never done nuttin like this before. Hell, she ain't never had no
boyfriend but just before she left, there was a lotta boys coming
over to the farm lookin' for her. I didn't like that none and ran
'em off with my shotgun. Next thing I know, Becky's gone just
like her momma."

"Did Barbara run away also?"

"Yea, 'bout a day before Becky took off. She was gone 'bout two
weeks 'fore they found her."

"Where did they find her?"

"An alley way in the black part of town. Them animals should be
shot for what they done to her. I don't know what they did, but
her mind ain't been right no more and she had three kinda VDs
when they brought her to the hospital. I can only pray she ain't
got that AIDS stuff."

"Mr. Sharp, has the doctor explained anything to you?"

"Like what?"

"We need to remove the parasite from your wife. It's slowly
killing her and there isn't a way to remove it without killing
one or the other."

"Then kill the damn thing! I just want my wife back."

"That's the problem, Mr. Sharp. I need the organism alive, to
study it and find out what it is and where it comes from and what
it's doing inside of your wife."

"What will happen to my wife?"

"Once we remove it, there's a very good chance your wife won't
survive."

"You're asking me to let you kill my wife?"

"No, Mr. Sharp. I'm asking for your permission to help advance
science and further the development our medical studies."

"I won't kill my wife!"

"She's dying anyway. And think about Becky. Isn't she important
to you?"

"What do you mean? Of course she is why would you even ask
somethin' like that?"

"If I could study the creature, alive, I could find out how it
works and what it's doing inside the host and better yet, how to
stop or control it. That would be very helpful for Becky," he
said reaching into a folder. "Here are the consent forms to
sign."

Staring down at the extended paper he felt tears welling in his
eyes. "I don't know, Doc. She's my wife."

"Not anymore. Whatever that thing turned her into isn't your wife
anymore. Her brain has been infected by this thing and even if
she survives the removal, I don't think she will ever be your
wife again. Could you live with her like that? Could you live
with yourself knowing that you could have saved your daughter but
didn't? There's irreparable damage done to your wife and I can
only fear that your daughter will suffer the same fate if
something isn't done quickly to save her."

"Can you save my Becky, Doc?"

"I don't know, I can't promise you that. But I can guarantee that
I can't save her if I'm not able to take the creature back to
study it in detail."

"There's nothing they can do for Barbara?"

"I'm afraid not. The damage is too severe and she won't survive
the removal. But her sacrifice will better ensure your daughter's
survival. Her fate is in your hands, Mr. Sharp. Make the right
choice and save your daughter or you may regret it for the rest
of your life. You've already lost your wife to this creature,
don't lose your daughter too!"

Wiping the tears from his eyes he took the papers and looked them
over. Sighing deeply he groaned as the doctor handed him a pen.
"Where do I sign?"

"AZERA! What are you doing here?"

"I am here to see my husband," she said setting the large basket
on the counter. "You have been back from Kansas for six days and
you have been home only twice and that is only to shower and to
sleep. You can not work like that, Ammari. It is not good for
you, or for us."

"I have much work to do, I can not be disturbed and you shouldn't
have brought Neeta."

"She misses her father. Come, let's eat and you can tell me all
about this great find that has stolen my husband from me."

"Azera, please. It is not safe for you and Neeta to be here."

"You told me it was not dangerous. Is it?"

"I am not sure. It is an amazing discovery and unlike anything I
have ever seen. It definitely is not from here."

"Is it from Africa or South America?"

"No, a lot further than that. I do not believe it is from our
world. The DNA isn't found on Earth and its genome is completely
unknown. It has intelligence and seems to be trying to
communicate with me but I don't understand what it's trying to
say."

"Ammari, a talking insect? Come my husband, people will think you
have gone mad if you say such things."

"Daddy, what kind of bug is this?" Neeta asked shaking the glass
holding container.

"NEETA! Put that down immediately! That's not to be played with!"

"But you always let me see your bugs," she said watching the
multiple legs moving against the glass.

"This is not an ordinary bug," he said grabbing the container
from her. "I am studying it and you must never touch it!" He
added putting it high upon a shelf.

"Why not? It's funny looking."

"Because I said so. Now run along and help your mother with the
food. After we eat, you two must leave immediately. I am very
busy."

"Is this the thing that so fascinates you, Ammari?" she asked
stepping closer to the jar. The dark, gangrene-colored creature
lunged at her, striking the glass and falling onto its back. "It
is not very friendly."

"That's what I'm trying to tell you, Azera, it may be dangerous,
I do not fully understand everything about it. They discovered it
inside a woman and..."

"Wait, what do you mean inside a woman? What was it doing inside
of her?"

"It had attached itself to her brain stem and had tendrils
throughout her brain and body, controlling her muscular
movements, speech, thoughts, and every one of her glandular
systems. There were other tendrils, much larger, that ran
throughout her body that I only recently found what the purpose
was."

"Ammari, you are scaring me."

"I know, Azera that is why I have spent so much time away from
home and why I did not want you to come here.

"What exactly is it?"

"An alien life form, one unlike anything ever seen before."

"An alien life form?!? Wh ... what does it want?"

"I'm not sure, but I do know what it was doing. It's like a
parasite feeding from the host."

"It was eating the woman?"

"No, not exactly. It's using her to gather the nutrients it
requires."

"I don't understand."

"The tendrils I told you about were located in very specific
places which lead me to believe they were there for a particular
reason. To test my theory, I gave it what I thought it required
and was amazed by what I saw."

"Ammari, I still do not understand."

"Semen, Azera, I placed a sample of semen in the jar to see what
would happen and within seconds, the organism had consumed it
all. Every drop and then it circled around the containment jar as
if looking for more."

"Semen? Where did you get semen?"

"It was my own sample."

"You, um, put your semen into a jar with a space creature? Why
would you do such a thing?"

"I needed to test a theory. Now, no more questions. Let's eat so
you two can go home and I can get back to work. I have much to
learn about this creature."

Neeta watched as the kooky-looking bug attempted to climb the
slick edges of the large jar. Her father has shown her thousands
of bugs over the past few years, but none like that one. What's
so special about it that she can't even touch the jar? And why
was her mother so scared just talking about it?

She just had to see that bug up close. Standing on the corner of
his desk, she reached for the jar, pulling it closer. Slipping,
she nearly fell, holding the jar tightly against her chest as she
worked her way to the floor.

Staring into the jar, she frowned, noticing the bug had flipped
onto its back and was struggling to turn upright.

"You poor little thing," she whispered. "Don't worry, I'll fix
you," she said unscrewing the lid. Looking into the jar from the
hole, she shrieked, dropping the glass jar as the bug suddenly
leaped from the container and attached itself to her face with
sticky legs and two small, crab-like pinchers. She opened her
mouth to scream but her voice fell short as the slimy bug
scurried over her tongue and burned her throat as it bore its way
through her esophagus.

Coughing, hoping to expel the bug, only expedited it's entry as
it quickly burrowed through the soft tissue, crawling under the
skin of her neck to below the hairline. She screamed again.

"NEETA! What is it?" Ammari cried out rushing to her side. "What
has happened?"

"I got scared, Daddy," she said crying. "I didn't mean to, Daddy.
I only wanted to look at it."

"Oh my God, Neeta, what have you done?' Be careful of the glass,
don't step on it. Where is the specimen?"

"It, uh, I mean I ... um, it went, well..."

"Neeta, I do not have time for this. What happened to the bug?
Did it run away when you dropped the jar?"

"Yes, Daddy," she lied, not wanting him to get mad at her for
"eating" it.

"Azera, please, take her and go. Run along home, I must find the
specimen before it gets away!"

"I'm sorry, Daddy..."

"Yes, yes, I know. Now do what you are told and stay out of my
lab! It is not safe for you two."

Reaching for the phone, he called security. "I have a problem in
the research lab, please send help immediately!"

Watching as his wife and daughter struggled to replace the food
into the basket, he yelled. "GO HOME NOW! Do not worry about
that. I will take care of it later, now leave!"

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I didn't mean to let it out."

"I know, Neeta, now get out as quickly as possible."

They passed the eight men rushing to the lab as they exited the
room.

"What is it, Doctor Razan?" Azera heard one of the men asking as
they pushed the doors open.

"We have a security breach and I need to lock down the lab.
Nothing gets out of here without first being inspected..."

Her husband looked tired and sickly as he slowly entered the
front door, shoulders drooping.

"Ammari, what is wrong?"

"It has been nearly thirty-six hours and we still have not
located the specimen. I do not understand where it could have
gone. It is small, but there are only so many places it can hide.
We tore out all the base boards, moved every piece of furniture
and checked inside every small space possible. No sign of it
anywhere."

"What will you do now?"

"I'm not sure what we can do. I only hope we find it before it
gets another host."

"Why is that?"

"The only way to get the creature out of the host is to kill the
host."

"WHAT? You killed that woman to get that ... that thing out of
her?"

"She was dying anyway. Without nutrients, the alien was slowly
dying and taking her right along with it. It had somehow laid
several larvas inside of her and they died when the food supply
stopped.

"You're not saying the food they ate was semen, are you?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"If, uh, the creature was inside the woman, how, um, how did they
get the semen to the creature?"

"Through the tendrils I told you about. There were three of them,
each located in a place to collect the samples."

"Where exactly were these tendrils, Ammari?"

"Inside her throat, her anus and her vagina. They acted as semen
collectors."

"Are you saying she had sex to get the semen to the creature?"

"Yes, Azera, that's exactly what I'm saying. The woman had been
missing for about two weeks before they found her in a bad
neighborhood having sex with gangs of black men. There's no
telling how long she had been there and what's worse is her
thirteen-year-old daughter has been missing for about a month
already."

"Does she have one of those things inside of her too?"

"I believe so, but without examining her, I can't tell for
certain."

"Mommy, Daddy, I don't feel so good," Neeta said holding her
stomach and head.

"What's wrong, Honey?" Azera asked rushing to her side.

"My tummy hurts and my head hurts really, really bad and I feel
dizzy."

"Ammari, she has a fever," she said touching her forehead.

"Perhaps it's from the excitement yesterday or maybe she's
getting sick."

"Mommy will give you some aspirin for your headache and something
for you tummy, okay, Sweetie?" she said kissing the top of her
head. "After you take this, go lay down. I'll check on you later
before dinner," she said swatting her butt to hurry her to bed.

"Last night she cried herself to sleep," Azera said watching as
she disappeared up the stairs. "She was very upset about letting
your bug get away."

"I know, but she should not have touched it. I already told her
to stay away from it."

"You know how curious she is. She wants to know about everything
and that is a good thing, right?"

"I suppose, but now I have to call an exterminator to kill it. I
can not risk allowing it out into the general population to
infect someone else and reproduce."

"I'm sorry, Honey, I know you were excited about this new
discovery."

"Yes my wife, but safety to mankind comes first."

"How are you feeling, Neeta?" her father asked sitting on the bed
next to her two hours later, feeling her clammy forehead.

"I feel better now, Daddy," she replied smiling, sniffing the air
for his scent. "But I'm very hungry."

"I'll have your mother bring you something to eat."

"She can't give me what I need to eat, Daddy," she replied
licking her lips as her eyes drifted downward and her hand
reached for his leg. "Only you can."

"I will see what we have in the kitchen," he said standing,
feeling her hand grazing his crotch as he stood. He thought
nothing of it as he turned to look at her once more before
leaving. 'Poor thing still looks really sickly, ' he thought.

To her disappointment her mother returned holding a bed tray with
soup and bread. "Hot soup will make you feel better," she said
setting the tray down.

"Where is Daddy?"

"He has work to do."

"I need him to feed me."

"I am sorry, Neeta, but he is much too busy right now. Eat this
and you will feel better soon enough."

Sitting up, she looked at the orange colored soup with vegetables
floating about and sighed. This is not what she hungered for.

Neeta's night was restless as strange thoughts and urges filled
her dreams. She had never seen a naked man before, but the images
in her mind were as clear as if she was staring at them in real
life. She awoke startled as a dream lover penetrated her for the
first time, spewing forth a fountain of white slime that filled
her belly.

Her body was wet from perspiration, her long black hair stuck to
her skin like paste. Looking at her Dora the Explorer clock she
groaned. It was10:23 and she was very hungry, starving in fact.
She must feed and feed now.

Scampering from her bed, she rushed downstairs into the living
room, noticing that her parents had already gone to bed but the
TV was on. Pressing the security code on the alarm, she slipped
outside, softly closing the door behind her. She must feed.

"Neeta, what are you doing outside?" Joe the guard at the gate
asked noticing the young girl walking toward the booth. "Do your
parents know you're out this late?"

Silently she opened the door to the small cubicle; entering with
a smirk as she stared at his crotch lump. Licking her lips, she
reached for it. "Whoa, hold on there, what do you think you're
doing?" he asked pulling her hand away, holding her wrist.

"You must give me food," she growled, not raising her eyes from
the front of his pants. "I must feed."

"WHAT!?! What did you say?"

"I must feed," she repeated struggling to break free from his
grip. She was exceptionally strong for such a small girl and
easily pulled his hand away, grabbing for his crotch.

"NEETA! Please, don't do that, you're going to get me fired!" Her
face turned upward, staring into his eyes. There was something
about her, something cold and malevolent and it sent a chill down
his spine. A sickly-sweet scent permeated the air, giving him a
slight high, almost as if he was smoking a joint.

The feeling of his zipper being tugged at, snapped him from his
trance as he once again reached for her, hoping to prevent her
from doing something he'd regret.

"NO, Neeta, stop it!" he pled; trying to hold her hands but was
easily spurned. Shoving him backward, she pulled at the belt,
raising his hefty size from the chair until the buckle snapped
from the leather band. The button provided no barrier as it went
sailing through the air, giving her access to what she needed.
She must feed.

Watching through horrid eyes, he cringed as her warm, wet mouth
enveloped the tip of his cock. "Oh God," he mumbled staring as
she sucked harder, pulling more of his rapidly expanding organ
into her mouth. "Please, Neeta, don't do that..."

Never before had any woman sucked his cock like that. The six
inch long tube was easily taken fully into her mouth as she
consumed the fleshy pole ravenously. The pressure was
unbelievable as he watched through the slants of his eyes while
her head bobbed up and down, shoving the head of his bulbous cock
repeatedly into the opening of her throat.

His fists gripped the arm rests as he fought to control the urge
to release his cum into the young girl's mouth. Panting for air
and raising himself from the seat, he cried out as the first shot
filled her throat. Pushing the head into her gullet, the muscles
in her throat constricted and relaxed, while she continued
sucking, milking his cock until it was tender and sore.

"Stop, Neeta, please," he begged trying to get her face from his
lap.

"I need more," she mumbled around the head still inside her
mouth. "I must feed more."

"There's no more, please stop, you're hurting me."

Squeezing his balls, he cried out, squirming to get away. She
held onto his cock and balls, clutching them like precious gems
as she continued feasting like a hungry wolf. His hands went to
her head, trying to push her back as the pain in his groin
intensified.

"Neeta, you're hurting me, stop, PLEASE!" he begged again,
pinching her nose hoping she'd have to back away to breathe. She
squeezed harder, drawing out a long, low groan. One hard push
against her forehead while jerking back dislodged his hard cock
from her vacuum-like mouth, sending it flopping against his pubic
hair.

To his comfort, she released her death-grip on his gonads and
stood before him. Quickly she pulled the silk nightgown over her
head and dropped it to the floor. Her panties soon followed as
she stood naked before him.

"Oh My God!" Neeta, what's gotten into you?"

"Feed me more in this mouth," she ordered, pushing a slender
finger into her pussy.

"WHAT!?! You're kidding, right?" he asked but knew from her
expression that she wasn't.

"FEED ME MORE!" she screeched startling him as it echoed in the
small booth. Glancing around quickly to be sure no one heard, or
saw what she had down, he noticed Mr. Stevens walking his dog
just past the first corner.

"Neeta, someone will hear you," he whispered feeling her hand
back on his cock. "Please stop. We can't do this. I can't do
this!"

"I must feed," she mumbled again.

"I'm sorry, but I can't and you should go home now before
something bad happens to you."

"I must feed," she growled lowering her face to his lap.

"Dear God, not again!" he cried out feeling her throat opening
for the head.

"Is everything okay in..." he heard a voice and opened his eyes
to see Mr. Stevens standing there with his mouth hanging open.
"Joe, what's going on?" He asked after staring for two minutes.

"Mr. Stevens, it's not what you think, really. I can't make her
stop, she's crazed!"

His German Sheppard began growling and barking at the naked girl
hunched over the security guard until he was tied to the bumper
post past the gate.

"Make her stop, she's hurting my coc ... she's hurting me!" he
asked trying to pull the girl's head away from his revitalizing
rod.

"Isn't that Ammari's daughter?"

"Yes," he moaned trying once again to expel her from his
privates. "She's gone mad or something!"

"Hey, stop doing that!" he said tapping her bare shoulder. "Leave
him alone!" he said shaking her arm.

Pulling her mouth from the guard's hardened cock; she turned to
face her neighbor with a smirk. "I must feed," she said reaching
for the front of his sweat pants. Moving away, he backed into the
counter, halting his retreat. The elastic band was easily pulled
down, releasing his flaccid cock into view.

In a split second, she was on him, smashing her noise against his
pubic hair as her mouth engulfed his manhood. He groaned as the
head slipped into her throat for the first of many times.

"OH SHIT!" he cried out, trying to push her face away from him.
"Stop doing that and go ... oh God." As much as he didn't want it
to happen, his body responded to her attention. The suction was
incredible and the warmth of her moist throat was unbelievable.
"Dear Lord, give ... me ... strength," he grunted, his words
broken with gasps of air.

He stared in amazement as her nose remained buried within his
wiry pubes for several minutes, longer than what he thought was
humanly possible. His cock stayed embedded in her throat, bulging
out, clearly defining the crown as the powerful muscles massaged,
caressed and gently pulsated bringing him very close to release.

As his resistance faltered as he felt the inevitable approaching.
Tossing his head back, he growled, losing the battle as his cock
jerked hard, expelling the seeds straight into her throat. She
never once flinched or pulled away as the thick mucus filled her
wind pipe.

Ken dropped to his knees, weak from the hard orgasm he had just
experienced and in disbelief of what just happened. The naked
young girl turned from him, showing her smooth, dark brown skin
and her rounded bubble butt. He swallowed hard, fighting the
thoughts filling his mind.

"Feed this mouth now," he heard the young girl say before
climbing on the guard's lap. He was dazed, unable to resist or
fight as she scurried onto him, grasped his erect cock and slowly
eased herself down. Both moaned as he penetrated her.

Ken was unable to look away as the young girl bounced up and
down, repeatedly thrusting her hairless privates against the
guard's pubes. Joe's stare remained forward, his body
unresponsive as the young girl thrust up and down like a crack
whore working for a fix. He looked closer and could see the
virginal blood pooling at the base and dripping down his balls.

"Shit, Joe, she's a virgin! Or at least she was!" Ken exclaimed
wondering why his cock hadn't softened. Putting his thick hands
under her butt, Joe began assisting her, stroking her up and
down, helping to increase her pace, and feeling himself getting
closer. She was so tight, so wet and so warm inside.

A small yelp escaped his throat as his cock began twitching,
pumping his sperm into her undersized hole. Both panted as her
thirsty tissue absorbed every ounce offered. Slowly the
convulsing stopped but it didn't lose its firmness. Lifting her
from him, he pulled her from his lap, sending his reddened cock
to his leg with a splat, as he dropped her to the floor.

Smiling, she stared at Ken. "Feed this mouth!" she demanded
wiping the few drops of blood from the opening while reaching for
his erection.

"No, please no more!" he pled backing away, lifting his leg to
prevent her advance. With one hand on his ankle, she jerked his
leg, pulling the other one out from under him and sending him
onto his back with a thud. Hitting his head on the console, he
was slightly dazed as the impact to his skull briefly
disorientated him.

Shaking his head to get his bearings, he watched as the young
girl hastily climbed onto his thighs, firmly grasped his cock and
lowered herself onto his dick, pushing it deep into her pussy.
His eyes widened as she began rocking back and forth, not lifting
her ass as she quickened her pace, her stoic expression
unnerving.

She was too young to be doing this. Hell she was in his
daughter's fifth grade class and was an exceptional student. He
grunted as her tightness chaff his skin. "Neeta, why are you
doing this?" he grunted as she began slamming herself onto his
groin in earnestness. It hurt but felt incredible at the same
time.

The horn of a waiting car caught Joe's attention as he leaned
forward to raise the stop arm. The car passed as the driver waved
once they were next to the booth. Frightened, Ken began lifting
his hips, slamming his groin against hers, banging his cock hard
into her tight little hole.

"OH FUCK!" he cried out, grabbing her hips as his final upward
thrust raised her knees off of the floor. His cock broke apart,
flooding her immature pussy with his cum as it pulsed and
throbbed repeatedly. Slowly he relaxed; allowing her hole to
absorb their combined juices as his butt slowly touched the
floor. She continued rotating her hips, coaxing more juice from
him until he was spent, but it remained hard.

Turning to Joe she smiled. "Feed me more."

"Oh hell no!" he responded, leaping from his chair, kicking her
outside through the small door and quickly locking it. Unfazed,
she pressed her face against the window, fogging up the glass as
her lapping tongue made circles in the mist.

"Get her outta here!" Ken ordered, standing to pull up his pants.

"I ain't going out there! You go!"

"You're the security guard, take her home."

"I ain't the guard after tonight. I'm putting in for a transfer
as soon as my shift is over! There ain't no way I'm going through
this shit again."

"Then get her away from here so I can go home. My wife will come
looking for me soon."

Her slamming palm on the window started them and both men jumped
from the sudden noise. "GO AWAY!" Joe called out, pulling on his
night stick just in case he needed it.

"Throw out her clothes. Maybe she's waiting for them, Ken
suggested. Balling up the nightgown and panties, he opened the
small window on the side and tossed it through, landing a few
feet away from her.

Frustrated, she walked toward the discarded gown, stepping over
it on her way past the gate.

"Where is she going?"

"Hell if I know, I'm just glad she's not bothering us anymore."

"What got into her anyway? I've never seen her act like that."

"Whatever it was I hope it's out of her system, I'd hate to have
a repeat later. I've got to get home before my wife freaks out."

"Yea, and in the morning I'll be putting in my transfer request."

Both men turned to look outside, noticing the young girl had
disappeared.

"I hope she'll be okay out there," Joe stated.

"I hope whom ever she comes across will be okay," Ken replied
with a grin.

~ end of chapter 1

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