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Blankets - 3
by Tiggs (tiggs.sara@gmail.com)

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A young girl finds herself in a bad position when she is 
suddenly kidnapped in broad daylight just a few blocks 
from her home. The two high-class young men able to do 
with her and to her as they please. (MM/f-teen, ped, rp, 
nc, 1st)

***

Characters:
Jennifer
Chris
Mark

Chris gently took Jennifer's hand and led her to stand 
up in front of them. Chris and Mark then moved to also 
stand, the two and Jennifer looking at the other. She 
knew they wanted to see her naked, but not even her 
parents had seen her in the nude since she was just a 
little kid. She looked at one then the other, Chris with 
his playful grin and Mark with his ever-present smirk 
with danger lurking just behind his eyes.

Chris started, "So first things first. Remove your 
shoes."

She blinked, looking down at her school-issued mary-
janes. She had almost forgotten that she was even 
wearing shoes and had honestly expected them to want her 
to take her shirt off first. She nodded and used the 
arch in her feet to push the shoes off, leaving white 
bobby socks with frills that folded back down. She 
picked them up evenly and set them aside at the base of 
the recliner then moved back to where she was standing.

She stood there for a few moments not doing or saying 
anything besides meeting their eyes with a frown. Chris 
waited patiently for her to proceed but when it became 
clear she wasn't quite following he leaned forward 
slightly with a grin "Now you pick a piece of clothing 
for us to remove, then we'll pick another one for you."

Jennifer bit her lip to keep from crying and sighed 
slowly and deep. She saw that Mark had already taken off 
his shoes and she just wanted to get this over with so 
she went with.. "Shirt."

Chris and Mark exchanged a look sharing grins and both 
removed their shirts, tossing them to the ground 
unceremoniously. Mark then spoke up "Skirt."

What surprised Jennifer at first was that they were both 
fairly thin, but not unattractively so. They looked like 
the boyband types that were on the posters on her 
bedroom wall. She wondered as she mindlessly unbuttoned 
her skirt, zipped them down and pushed it down her legs 
is if she would be doing this willingly under different 
circumstances. If she had gone to see a concert where 
Chris was the lead singer and he pointed her out of the 
crowd and the burly security guys brought her back 
stage...

She blinked and realized she had her folded up skirt in 
her hands and was about to place them down on the 
recliner that her shoes were next to. She looked down at 
herself and couldn't see her uncovered legs due to the 
shirt that was no longer tucked save for her shins, but 
as soon as she moved back into place and seeing the look 
on Chris and Mark's faces that they could see plenty. 
She shyly and slowly inched her hands around to her 
front to cover up as much of the plain red/white/pink 
striped cotton panties as she could.

Chris watched her cover up a little and let it go for 
now. She'd learn to not be so bashful in time, so there 
was little worry in how she handled her little bit of 
privacy that she had at the moment. She'd be taking it 
off in a moment anyways.

Jennifer was quiet for another minute, looking down at 
the floor being unable to meet their eyes, before 
realizing that it was her turn "Err, uh-uhm... shoes."

Chris let out a mockingly whiney "Aww.." and kicked his 
shoes off. He looked up at Mark, then down at his bare 
feet, then back up at him. They exchanged a shrug and 
looked back at Jennifer together. Since it was Chris' 
turn, he spoke, "Shirt."

Jennifer closed her eyes, trying to remember what little 
fantasy she had just gotten lost into. It had made 
taking her pants off much easier but for the life of her 
she couldn't find it again. Ah, a boy. Just think of a 
boy. Brian Knight. 

The first chair base in the school's chorus class. He 
was really nice to her especially it felt sometimes and 
she thought he liked her. He was the kind of guy that 
was liked by most of the student body but never really 
hung out with any one cliche. In that way he had made 
the reputation of kind of a mystery to the girls.

She opened her eyes and found herself pushing her shirt 
down her arms. Her 32B cup white plain bra was on 
display and she instantly moved her shirt around to hide 
them, though also instantly felt a little foolish for 
doing so and lowered her shirt. She had to accept in her 
mind that she was very likely to lose her virginity 
before the day was out. Showing her bra and, inevitably, 
her breasts seemed a small thing in comparison.

She sighed and folded up her shirt, setting it aside 
with the her growing pile of clothes. She moved back 
into place wearing only her white bra, bobby socks and 
colorful panties, meeting Chris' gaze for a moment, 
"Pants." Since that was really the only thing they were 
still wearing besides their underwear.

The two males both unbuttoned, unzipped and pushed their 
pants down their legs, Mark sitting down to take his 
pants off his feet while Chris just stepped on the pants 
bunched at his heels and lifted his feet. Tossing aside 
their pants, they both stood back up to reveal boxers. 

Chris' were grey and a little more form fitting due to 
their sew design than Mark's, whose were just plain 
cotton and dark green. She felt her stomach flutter as 
they were both quite tented - which both excited and 
scared her.

Chris gestured for Mark to go ahead with the next piece. 
He could only choose the bra or the panties, and he knew 
Chris wanted so badly to see his prize, so.. "Bra." 
Chris frowned at him but let it slide. He'd get to see 
her in another few moments anyways.

She sighed and reached behind her hesitantly, her 
fingers fumbling with the clasp at first but she 
eventually got it. While she was embarrassed to finally 
actually be showing what she considered some of her 
private parts, she really had nothing much to speak of. 
At least as far as she was concerned. 

The two males were practically holding their breath, and 
it was not a wasted effort. Her breasts, while not much 
to speak of, were golden to their standards. Small 
mounds, just less than a hand full, with perky little 
nipples that stiffened when they hit the cool air. Mark 
enjoyed the sight because he knew he'd get to torture 
those little nipples later. Chris loved her breasts 
because the areola and her nipples were the same color 
as her skin. Such perfect soft curves that appeared 
tipped, not nippled at the center. He couldn't wait to 
touch and suck on them.

She lowered the bra down her arms and, looking at the 
pile of clothes on the recliner, tosses the bra over 
there. She looked down at her body and saw her breasts 
and flat belly..then the only other clothes she 
wore...her panties. She looked at the two and gulped. 
Now was it "Uh..ahem.."

Chris and Mark both grinned at her nervousness.

"Uhmm..your..boxers."

They both gripped their thumbs into the waistbands of 
their boxers and manuevered the waistband around their 
members before sliding them down their legs and stepping 
out of them. Jennifer gasped when they came into view. 
It was the first time she had ever really seen one that 
wasn't on a computer or in a Sex Ed textbook.

Both men's dicks were pointing straight out and they 
seem to not move for a few moments as if posing. They 
knew she wasn't very experienced and that this was 
likely the first time ever seeing a man's privates. As 
far as men and their dick's go, the two were just a bit 
above par. 

Both had roughly about six to six-and-a-half inches. She 
had an epiphany then that it wasn't really the length so 
much as the girth that scared her. They were both just 
long enough around that she might only just touch 
fingertips if she gripped it.

As curious as well as frightened that she might have 
been, her focus was broken when Mark nodded with his 
head "The panties."

She blinked and looked up at Mark then down at her 
panties. She seem to just stare at them for longer then 
was needed and Mark was sooooo hoping that she was 
considering disobeying them so he could hurt her. So far 
she had done everything she was told so he really hadn't 
gotten to do anything to her. 

He would get his time tonight after Chris was done with 
her and went to bed, but damnit that felt like such a 
long time from now. He agreed to even not fuck her until 
Chris had properly broken her in. They wanted her to 
remain healthy if not even desperate to stay, but he was 
firmly under the belief that he needed to scare her into 
not running away, not treating her nicely.

She finally hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her 
panties and hesitated again a moment before quickly 
pushing them down as if to just get it over with. She 
stood back up and daintily stepped out of them before 
picking them up and tossing them with the rest of her 
clothes. Her mound was slightly pronounced with just a 
light layer of fuzz barely hiding two lips tight 
together. She hadn't yet begun her full swing into 
puberty but it certainly was starting to show. 

She couldn't look up at them. She was just way too 
embarrassed to meet their eyes. She had never stood 
completely naked in front of anyone before. Ever.

Chris walked over and dropped an arm around her 
shoulders, leading her back over to the couch "There, 
that was pretty fun right? And there's no bad judgment 
here. I think you're a very beautiful young lady, right 
Mark?" Mark just grinned as a response and nodded once, 
pushing all of Jennifer's neatly folded clothes off the 
recliner and taking a seat to watch the show.

Chris took a seat and guided her to stand in front of 
him, setting her hands to either side of her hips. She 
got the hint that he didn't want her to hide her assets 
from him and Mark so she kept her hands planted at her 
sides, looking down at Chris, but his eyes were set on 
her breasts which frightened her so she looked instead 
up at the lights. Mark could see the hint of tears 
watering her eyes which made him grin.

Chris looked up at her trying to keep from crying and he 
gently took one of her hands and kissed it which made 
her look back down at him. "Listen, Jennifer. I'm going 
to try and make this as pleasurable for you as I can. 
You have nothing to be afraid of from me." 

He was looking into her eyes as he spoke and she wanted 
so badly to believe his words were genuine. 

"Now, I'm going to touch you. I don't know if you've 
ever rubbed yourself, but I hear it's almost always 
better when someone else does it. You're going to feel a 
lot of things you probably aren't used to and that's 
okay. Everything I do to your body, I'm doing to try and 
make you enjoy this as much as possible. Do you 
understand?"

His words were scaring her at first but as when he asked 
her if she understood it was if everything suddenly made 
more sense and she sighed, nodding her head.

Chris nodded once, "Good. I'm going to start now." His 
hands went around her hips and gently urged her closer 
as he scooted to the edge of the couch cushion. He 
leaned his face into her flat belly and kissed it while 
his hands explored her back, lightly dragging his 
fingernails across her skin. He truly did want her to 
enjoy this since it was her first time, so he wasn't 
going to go straight for her pussy like some hormone-
raging teenager.

She raised her arms to give his arms room at her sides 
and gently rested them on Chris' head as he kissed her 
belly. It was weird but his confidence in what he was 
doing did a good job on quelling her fears. He seemed to 
really not want to hurt her and that made her feel at 
least a little bit better. She exhaled as his 
fingernails went up and back down her body, it feeling 
like her nerves in her skin lighting up, ready to be 
turned on.

Chris' kisses finally reached the underside of her 
breast and kissed the tiny bit of breast below her skin-
colored nipple. He was going to avoid it until she was 
squirming for him to touch her more sensitive areas but 
he couldn't resist. He closed his lips around that 
button and sucked, brushing his tongue in a small circle 
around it a few times before very gently biting down on 
it and pulling away, stretching her nipple out just 
slightly before it became too taut and snapped back into 
place.

Jennifer's brain felt like it was being hit by small 
bolts of lightning. She had never felt anything like it 
before and, while it was a frightening thing to feel for 
a first time, her heartbeat and pumping adrenaline told 
her brain that it wanted more. Her arms pulled on Chris' 
head to return to her breast and he grinned before 
leaning back in.

Instead of sucking on it, he instead planted small 
kisses on her breasts around her nipples. He had given 
her a taste of just how pleasurable it could be, so he 
wanted to tease her. He couldn't help but grin as he 
kept hearing her gasp and give soft mewling moans above 
him. One of his hands snaked its way down her back, 
coming around the side and sliding on the inside of her 
thigh. 

She felt her legs shaking as his fingers brushed up and 
down the inside of her legs without going high enough to 
touch her lips. A time or two she thought she felt her 
soft hairs down there being brushed, but besides that he 
was neglecting to make actual contact with her vulva.

Chris broke contact of his lips from her breasts and 
looked up at her "Ready to feel even better?"

She looked down at him with a scared look even though 
she was panting quite heavily. She had never imagined 
she could feel this way and to think that it could feel 
even better was somehow even more exciting than it was 
scary to her. She nodded her head after a moment.

Chris' fingers were on a down-slide and stopped at her 
knee, making their way back up the inside of her thighs. 

This time they didn't stop just before reaching her lips 
and, though they slowed down to draw out the suspense of 
it all, his fingertips only just made contact with the 
crack in her lips and wiggled between them. Chris was 
very pleased to find it all nicely lubricated with her 
juices. He supposed that was normal considering this is 
probably the most erotic thing she's ever experienced to 
date.

His fingertip probed the entrance to her pussy for a 
moment and collecting enough moisture to slide further 
up her labia and felt around for her clitoral hood. 
Feeling the nub just there, he applied a little bit of 
pressure and made very tiny circles around it. Her arms 
around his head suddenly gripped him tightly to her 
chest, the strength of her hold surprising him somewhat, 
but grinned through it none the less. Mark watched her 
mouth open but nothing coming out a first what was 
followed by a noise he could only imagine she wasn't 
unconsciously making; 
"MmmGAAAAWD!"

Her legs stiffened and she held onto Chris' head with 
all her might to keep from falling as she felt a tingle 
start at the base of her spine and shooting up her back 
like a lightning bolt until it reached her brain where 
it exploded all throughout her body.

Chris' fingertip stopped moving against her clit and 
left between her labia, placing the palm of his hand 
against her lips and mound to continue to give her some 
stimulation, but at the same time not so much that she 
can't come down from her high.

Mark watched the two of them not moving a single muscle 
for what must have been a minute or two before Jennifer 
finally exhaled and let go of Chris' head which he 
lifted off her chest to look up at her. Her eyes were 
still closed as she felt her brain regaining function 
again. Her chest heaved with each breath and Chris 
hugged her hips to his chest.

There were no words. How could she possibly describe 
what she was feeling to this man? He had just shown her 
something wonderful, but at the same time something 
scary and foreign. She tried stepping away from him and 
his grip loosened to let her move, but her legs wobbled 
and he caught her before she fell to the floor. He 
picked her up and laid her down on the couch, hovering 
over her slightly.

With a grin, he kissed her lips softly and whispered to 
her "After you recover fully, we can continue, okay?"

She nodded twice in the middle of her labored breaths, 
"Okay.." She could hardly imagine continuing after going 
through such an experience, like her body would never be 
the same again. A hand flopped down between her legs and 
she cupped her mound, expecting to feel a gaping hole 
where some of her innards exploded, but she felt nothing 
out of the ordinary. 

Her fingertip tried to find where Chris had touched and, 
without much difficulty, brushed the head of her clit 
and she jerked her hand away and gasped, still far too 
sensitive to touch it again.

She had almost forgotten Mark was there until he coughed 
to clear his throat before speaking, "Let's say we teach 
her how give a proper blowjob?"

Chris smiled as he looked up at Mark and nodded "Once 
she recovers." Then looked down at her again, "Just say 
when you're ready, and we can keep going."

She forced herself to take a deep breath and exhaled as 
she sat up, feeling more and more normal by the second. 
She sort of wished, since she knew they were going to 
make her take their things in her mouth anyways, that it 
was Chris she had to practice on. She didn't like Mark 
much, though besides grabbing her hair and interrogating 
her while Chris was out of the room, he hadn't really 
done anything to her.

The depths of his madness..she was surely soon to find 
out.

To be continued...

Author's Note: Thank you very much for reading this. 
Blankets is my first story ever and if you have ANY 
feedback at all, even if it's negative or critical, 
please don't hesitate to write me. I've enjoyed very 
much the few people who have already contacted me and I 
can't wait to hear from even more of you. Send an email 
to Tiggs.Sara@gmail.com and I'll try to respond as soon 
as I can. Thank you <3

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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