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CHAPTER TEN True Love
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Carol tipped down the hallway. She could see the light coming from under
closed door. She could hear some steady creaking as she placed her ear on
the door. Without warning, she opened the door and confronted Bubba whose
body was already covered with a fine sheen of sweat. She saw her intended
frantically scramble to put a book away but it slipped from his bed onto to
the floor.
The little girl swallowed a bit as she could see his fist holding the
thin sheet just under his chest. She padded toward him and picked up the
book reading the title to herself. 'How to have a Mr. Olympus Body'.
The Pictures of well oiled body builders were obvious poses designed to
tantalize the viewer.
Oh NO!
Throwing caution to the wind. She unbuttoned her coat and exposed her
nakenedness to Bubba. "Hello, Big guy! whatcha think?" For once, she let
loose her ponytail until her thick long black mane flowed freely around her
muscle cut shoulders.
Carol's body was more then firm. It rippled with the muscles that had
made her a state gymnastics champion. Her stomach wasn't just flat, it was
carved into a six pack of muscle. Her thighs looked only slightly out of
proportion due to their muscularity but were perfect with her round calves
that tapered down to suprisingly thin ankles, all of which looked even more
alluring, more erotic due to her three inch heels.
All of which defered to her natural beauty. No one ever knew if she was
american indian, oriental or hispanic, all it amounted to was a perfect
tanned skin without a single blemish that was softer then baby soft could
ever be.
Freshly fucked, she could feel sexuality radiating from her body. Dogs
barked, impotent men were aroused for a ten mile radius as little Carol
Brazil unleashed it all on her gentle giant of a friend. Almost out of
place with her perfect tanned skin, her cool blue eyes sent out hypnotic
waves, her small nose crinkled a bit as she smiled the killer smile in red
lipsticked lips that were still swollen from having sucked his fathers ten
inch black cock. The same smile that wrapped him around her finger since
the pair were six years old.
Bubba's response was ice cold. "Shorty, I think you better go."
"Bubba, I'm butt naked. What the hell is wrong with you?" She could
feel tears streaming down her face. Doncha want me?"
"Believe me. It wouldn't be any fun. Now go!"
The little miss had never heard anything so cold come from her best
friend. The little honey closed her coat to hide her nakedness and clothe
her shame. She remembered the words of his father who had just used her
minutes before. "Okay...okay I'll go. But I have a problem. Will you
listen?"
Bubba's eyes showed no hint of interest. "I'll listen. Then you should
go."
Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. "Yes Bubba. It happened about a
week ago.
[ONE WEEK EARLIER]
Once again the little darling was late for detention. She knew that
Rodson would come looking for her if she was too late and then she would
find out what real trouble was. She saw the shortcut and darted by the
boysroom only to have her small body jerked back.
The grip on her arm was hurting as she wrenched free. She looked up and
saw Alphonse Jones, the brother of her hated enemy, Latifah Jones with two
of his cronies on either side of him. "What are you in hurry fo' girl?
Can't you say hi or sumptin'?"
Carol looked up. "Hi. I gotta go." She tried to go around tuffs, but the
boys blocked her way. "What is it Alphonse?"
"Damn girl, you have to be so pissed off all the time? I'm just here
to do you a little favor."
Carol narrowed her eyes. "Like what? I haven't got time for this."
"I can get my sister off yo' back for starters. Just do me a little
favor, Shorty."
The little gymnast took two whole seconds to figure out what he wanted.
Carol pointed a tiny finger at the gang leader. "I told you a hundred
times, I gotta boyfriend. You know, Bubba? About ten feet tall and five
hundred pounds."
Alphonse shot back. "...and a total fag. C'mon babee. I know yo fine ass
is ready for a real man. After you try out me and the crew, you'll want to
be pullin trains for us EVERY night!"
Carol felt two responses. One her nipples became hard as cherries at
the thought of being a man's plaything. The second thought was one of
revulsion. The thought of doing anything sexual with Alphonse and his
gang made her want to puke. The little teen dropped all decorum and
became direct.
"Fuck off Alphonse."
Without warning the black teen pushed her back, when she tried to
scamper away, the small girl was pushed again right into the boys bathroom.
Her books and papers spilled. Carol's temper had gotten her into trouble
more then once and her large eyes sought an avenue of escape, but at
the moment that thought entered her mind, three boys came through the
only opening blocking the door. She heard scuffling around her and
quickly counted ten of the boys just hanging out. Carol recognized
each boy as one of Alphonse "Dawgs" gang.
Carol's mind whirled. The little gymnast was of the few who knew the
truth about the group of boys that had gangbanged a schoolmate of hers
repeatedly. Jones' voice snapped her back from her thoughts. "Now then
about that favor..."
The teen beauty tried to break several times, but each time, the boys
guarding the door just pushed her into the center of the circle. Carol
felt like she surrounded by a pride of hungry teenage wolves!
From behind her a voice called out. "Aww Shit Alphonse. She can't be
more then ten years old. Look at her!"
The black gangleader smirked. "Naw homey, don't you follow sports?
This is Carol Brazil. State Champion gymnast. Don't let her small size
fool ya. We could be getting some Olympic poontang here."
Carol tried to gather her strength. She raised her head a little
showing the gang, that she breathed different air. Better cleaner air.
For a moment there had been some scuffling and conversations on top of
conversation. When the gang realized their leader was right, the bathroom
became silent for a moment and then it started from the back.
One by one the comments came.
"Carol Brazil? I always wanted a piece of that!"
"That tiny chick with the hard body? No way! My dick won't fit, but
I'll try!"
"Brazil? The little gym slut? I always wanted to lean that bitch over
and buttfuck her ass"
"Still looks like a ten year old to me. I can't wait to fuck her!"
The boys tightened the circle around her. Leering, making crude comments,
even rubbing their teenage cocks through their pants.
Carol knew she was trapped and thought of crying out, but she stuck with
her plan. "I don't think so. When Bubba finds out about this, he's gonna
beat the crap out of every single one of you."
Alphonse spat. "He can't take all ten of us at once. We're gonna beat
the shit outta him and then gangbang your little ass again. 'This was
more like it, it's always better when they fight'.
The tiny gymnast looked around and her eyes drifted quickly to their
cock filled bulges. Each one of the ten teenagers were already hardening in
anticipation of fucking the youngster. She looked back at Alphonse who
smiled at her in triumph. She knew that he was right. Even her giant of a
boyfriend wouldn't be able to take all ten of them at once. Bubba was
plenty big, but not too agressive and just not mean. If she screamed, then
her new lover would take a pounding he would never forget. She decided
then her one chance would be to bluff her way out. If it worked she could
escape and Bubba would be safe as well.
"This is your last chance to let me go. When I yell his name, Bubba
will come running and no matter what, even if he goes down, I'll make sure
that he gets you first."
Alphonse hesitated. What if Carol were right? The thought of facing
the "Manchild" sent shivers through his body. He looked at the smug look
on her face and her beauty made his choice for him. "Fuck it! lets do it!"
Carol couldn't believe it! "What?!"
The gangleader raised a hand. Instantly the boys formed a circle. "You
little shit. This could've been easy on you, but now here's a little taste
of what you are gonna get!" He reached for his zipper deliberately taking
his time. He exposed his six inch black dick.
The little darling looked at it for a second. It reminded her of
Tommy's dick just a little longer and not even as thick. But even that
didn't matter she could feel her nipples hardening further and her crotch
becoming damp as the sight of an erect penis.
She made her decision. "I guess its not true about all black guys
having big ones. I've seen bigger on the kids I babysit!"
"You little bitch! I'm gonna have it all now. A little hand job, then
you are gonna suck me off. After that, we're gonna pull a train on your
little ass that you'll never forget! Hold her guys, put her on her knees!"
As if they've practiced a hundred times, two boys grabbed each shoulder,
while the gangleader moved forward grabbing her wrist. Alphonse squeezed
her wrist and her hand opened . Alphonse laughed as he easily placed
his rod in her small hand. She struggled with all her strength but the
boys were just too strong as she went to her knees.
Little Carol could feel her fear building by the second. Her problem was
being forced to perform was turning her on. She remembered her all the of
times her mother had trained her to fend off boys, but her head was quickly
spinning. "No, Al! No! I...I can't.. I..."
Alphonse Jones the school tuff and bully could sense victory. He loved
the chase and her haughty reluctance. "Do it, you little bitch! C'mon!
you know want to!"
"No!" Carol hated the teen but loved the feel of his dick in her hand.
"Do it bitch, or your boyfriend will be the one to pay. Remember he can't
take all of us! Now do it!" Alphonse could sense the confusion and fear in
the girl. He had seen it too many times before. He closed his hand around
the small girls tiny hand forcing her to hold his penis tight.
"NO! Please...I...." With the leaders penis in her now masturbating hand.
Carol pumped it slowly and loved the feeling as it grew a little larger and
rockhard in her tender grip. The strokes were slow and sexy and Carol could
feel herself giving in.
Instinctively, her fingers closed around his black member while he
forced her to bring him off. She looked up in anger at Jones who was
getting off at the sight of his prick just inches from her face while she
was forced to pump his cock.
Jones himself smirked and gaffawed, "Gawddamn it feels good! Her skin
is too soft! Line up fella's! Line and get jacked off by Bubba Larren's
gymnast bitch girlfriend!"
Carol heard zippers aound being pulled and she knew they were exposing
themselves to shock her, to make her gasp. She fixed her eyes forward and
and they went wide as she could see the penis in her hand getting bigger.
She shook as Alphonse Jones voice bellowed above her.
"Dammit girl! You got the softest hand I've ever had on my dick! I
gotta get some head before I cum all over your fine face! Open up girl!"
Jones had seen this before. While Brazil certainly was no victim, she
could be turned. She could be broken.
Little Carol was fighting the lust in her crotch, She shook her head but
still jacked off her attacker. Her eyes were pleading with him. "NO!
AL! NO!"
"C'mon bitch give it up!"
Alphonse gave a vicious tug on her ponytail. Sparks flew from her
crotch and her mouth opened wide in a mix of pain and pleasure. Quickly
he thrust his hips forward and Carol barely managed to move her head out
of the way as his cock brushed along her chin and cheek. Her fist only
covered three inches of the teenagers cock leaving three inches free rub
to itself off on her cute baby face. Around her she could her the cheers
of the boys pushing Alphonse on.
"Hurry up Al! I want some of that."
"Me next! Me next! Look at her jack him off!"
"Do it Al! Cum all over the little bitches face!"
Jones could feel his nuts tightening. He could come at any time now,
come all over the little beauty's face, but the gangleader wanted the
complete victory of getting head from the little beauty. His experience
had taught that his victims would be dazed, more submissive and more
willing once they had sucked off his or any gangmembers penis. His eyes
locked her on hers as he kept rubbing his cockhead on her gorgeous little
face with his dickhead while still recieving the forced hand job.
"C'mon you little slut!"
A small moan escaped from deep within her. She didn't understand why
such abused was turning her on so much! "Uhnnn, Never, I'm...I'm not a
slut. I'm saving myself for Bubba. Never!"
"You know want to suck my dick you little bitch, now do it!" With one
final pull on her ponytail, he moved his dick forward straining to close
the final distance to her mouth less then an inch away. "You know you
want to. I've been keeping my eye on your fine ass girl. Watchin' you
bloom. I know yo' ass is getting boycrazy right 'bout now. I know that
after you suck my dick you'll beg me to let you suck off my all my friends
too! Now quit struggling and do it!"
Carol heard the words and knew he was right. She was hot. Hotter then
she could ever remember. All that boymeat, hard and ready. Ready just for
her. She started to lean her head forward when the yell came from the door.
It was Mule, one of the gangmembers. "Scatter you guys! It's Rodson!"
An a highschool instant, the three of boys made it out of the door as
Rodson was coming in. Rudely jerked to her feet, Carol was never so glad
as to see the portly old teacher. His iron gaze surveyed the room.
"What's going on here?"
Jones quickly got behind the young girl to hide his stiff member. He
tried to grab her arm but she quickly jerked it forward. Carol began to
stutter "Mr. Rodson, these boys were..."
Jones interupted. "Gee Sir, Carol got lost it seemed and came in here
for directions. We were just trying to help her out."
Carol couldn't believe her ears as the boy lied through his teeth. She
looked up at Rodson, but hesitated when she felt something poke her in her
back. All at once she felt her back become wet and she wondered why
Alphonse was throwing water on her back.
Rodson held up his hands. "Allright, that's enough. I think everyone
better leave now."
Jones quickly zipped up his deflated member into his pants. "Yes sir. We
were just leaving anyway."
Rodson watched the boys pile out, leaving Carol alone in the lavatory.
The little honey's hair was messed up a bit as her pony tail was frayed
from all of the activity. Carol's high voice piped back. "Mr. Rodson,
those boys are lying. They were trying to force me to...to.."
The fat teacher held up a pudgy hand. "I know, Miss Brazil. Right now,
its your word against seven of theirs. But for the record, I know you are
always late to class, but you have never lied to me, like those young
ruffians have all of their lives. Go home. I have a feeling you've been
through quite a bit today."
Carol felt relieved. She never knew that stodgy old disciplinarian held
her honor in such high regard. She reached for a paper towel and handed it
to Rodson. "Sir, I don't why but their leader, Alphonse threw some water or
something on my back, would you wipe it for me?"
As she turned, the old man could see what it was immediately. Jones had
ejaculated on her back. It left no doubt as to what they were up too. He
vowed that somehow, someway he would make sure they got their just deserts.
Grabbing the towel he gently picked up her ponytail, wiped it and her white
school uniform blouse clean. "There you go, Miss Brazil. I think you have
a fan waiting for you when you leave school. He should be an adequate
escort from those boys." As he crumpled the towel he couldn't help but
sneak a look at her well formed calves and always smooth tanned skin.
Carol picked up her books and papers. "Thank you sir." The walk to
the outside was uneventful, but waiting for her was the adequate escort.
The escort was the six foot six rock muscled giant who always kept an
eye out for her. "Shorty! Where you been? Rodson keep you late?"
She didn't want to tell him that she had been on her knees, being
forced to give the school gangleader a handjob and almost much much more.
"Old man Roddy just let me out. Will you hold me, I don't why I just
want to be held by someone who cares."
Bubba surprised her by giving her a slight squeeze. He picked her up in
one arm and started walking.
"Carol, I'll carry you home if you want me to."
Carol slugged him, hurting her hand. "Put me down you big dope..."
*To Be Continued*
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