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Blankets - 5
by Tiggs (tiggs.sara@gmail.com)

***

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. (M/f-teen, oral, 
ped, rp, nc, 1st, anal)

***

Characters:
Jennifer
Chris
Mark


Jennifer woke the next morning because of the light 
flowing through the small window at the top of the wall 
that revealed three metal bars going across it. She sat 
up and looked around the room, not recognizing it as 
hers. The memory of yesterday's events came back to her 
and she looked down at her still nude body, noting that 
she didn't feel cold in spite of not having a blanket or 
comforter. The room felt strangely heated in spite of 
there being no air vents on the ceiling.

Jennifer got to her feet and looked around for her 
clothes only to find that they were no longer in the 
room. She checked under the recliner and around it since 
that's where she remembered Mark pushing it to, but her 
clothes were gone. She tried to think back on whether or 
not Mark took her clothes with him when he left, but she 
shook her head deciding that he didn't. That means 
someone came down here and took them away without waking 
her.

She figured now was as good a time as any to get a 
better look around the room, but first thing was first. 
She headed towards the bathroom and shut the door behind 
her. Her fingers reached to push her panties down, but 
it was simply a habitual motion since she wasn't wearing 
any. She sighed and went about her business. When she 
was finished she decided not to flush since that might 
clue in Mark and Chris that she was awake, if either of 
them were even awake since she had no idea what time it 
was.

She exited the bathroom and sighed again, her belly 
rumbling reminding her how long it's been since her last 
meal. She had just been getting out of school and lunch 
was her last meal so she never ate dinner. Her parents 
would no doubt be freaking out at this point, her mother 
hysterical and her father trying to remain calm. She 
thought about trying to figure a way to escape, but when 
she sat down her rear end still stung from Mark's 
reminder and she figured it better and safer to just 
avoid such thoughts.

Jennifer laid on her side on the mattress and curled up, 
waiting. She started counting the seconds and made it 
all the way to four hundred before her mind started 
wandering again. Was there anything else to this room? 
There was a desk beside the couch where Chris had been 
sitting and he had a can of soda when she came out of 
the bathroom last night, so she sat up and inspected the 
table to find a hidden compartment that was actually a 
small fridge. It was mostly soda but there was a veggie 
platter and a big zip-loc bag on the bottom shelf that 
was full of batteries. She didn't have a clue, so she 
returned the bag and closed the fridge.

Another two hours had passed and Jennifer was beginning 
to wonder if Chris and Mark had forgotten they had her 
locked down here. She blinked and her eyes went to the 
door. Was it locked? There was no knob or locking 
mechanism on this side of the door, just a bar and the 
other side of a padlock, so she'd have no way of 
knowing. Would they be that dumb? If the door was 
unlocked she could get out!

She climbed the stairs slowly and hesitantly, half 
expecting them to burst through it, and stood at the 
door, her hand reaching for the bar but stopped. What if 
it was unlocked? What would she do?

Would she make a run for it?

Could she?

Her hand gripped the bar tightly and tried it. At first 
she thought it was locked but she quickly found the door 
was just heavy to her weak arms. It swung just slightly 
of out the door frame as she pulled it and, since she 
was seriously expecting it to be locked, she squeaked 
and let go of the bar, the door closing by itself and 
she rushed back down the stairs and almost dove for the 
mattress.

She balled up with tears coming to her eyes. For all she 
knew, Mark was waiting right on the other side of that 
door for her to try and escape. The prospect of facing 
him was too frightening and she found the answer to her 
question of whether or not she would or could make a 
break for it. She would not. She could not.

---

"Damn. I was looking forward to giving her another 
spanking."

"Can't win them all, Bro, now pay up."

"Fine, take it. I'm goin' back to bed."

Chris and Mark were watching Jennifer on a TV monitor 
that was set up to three cameras stealthfully hidden in 
the room, one of which was in the bathroom. It was 
easier than they thought it'd be to set up, and were 
quite proud of how hard it was to spot them from inside 
the room. There were no microphones though, so it was 
just video without the audio.

Chris watched Mark head towards the bed in his room and, 
being very awake and well rested himself, got to his 
feet and left his bedroom so Mark could sleep and he 
headed downstairs. He stepped into the kitchen of his 
house where he saw his parents in their business suits, 
his mom stirring eggs to try and make them cook faster, 
and his dad reading the paper ignoring the world around 
him for as long as he could.

This was his life most mornings. His mother would finish 
cooking the eggs, throwing them onto a plate with a 
couple pieces of toast and she'd leave for work. Then 
his dad, somehow noticing that his wife was missing, 
would fold the paper up and leave it on the table, drain 
the rest of his coffee, check his watch and complain how 
late it was already and would get up and leave too. No 
words were exchanged. No goodbye hugs or kisses or 'have 
a nice day's. 

That was his life. It wasn't so bad. It'd be even 
lonelier without Mark around, but he'd get by all the 
same. His father was the owner of his own company which 
involved government contracting and his mother was a 
divorce lawyer. They both brought in really good money 
and he had never really went wanting for anything.

He used a fork to shovel eggs onto his toast and folded 
the toast length-wise, eating it like a crunchy egg 
taco. He cleaned his plate and prepared some more eggs 
and toast.

---

Jennifer sat up as she heard the door swish open and 
Chris step through with a plate of food. He came down 
the stairs with a pleasant smile on his face, "Good 
morning, Jenny. I brought you eggs and toast for 
breakfast. It might be the only thing I can make you 
until dinner, so I hope you enjoy it."

She couldn't hide her hunger but patiently waited for 
him to hand the plate over. She did not have the luxury 
of a fork so she used the toast to scoop the eggs into 
her mouth. Her eyes glanced up at him every few moments 
and she paused at his staring at her. She remembered 
Mark blowing up at her for making eye contact and she 
quickly averted her eyes. Better to eat while she could 
and she quickly cleaned her plate.

Chris was watching her eat and was wearing his usual 
grin. It faltered a little bit when she looked away like 
she did. He was watching through the camera when Mark 
was spanking her and choking her and it took every ounce 
of his willpower to not run back downstairs and stop 
Mark.

She used a finger to push some egg that was on her lip 
into her mouth and held the plate back out to Chris 
which he took.

"I hope you don't mind, but..where is..Mark?"

"Asleep. You don't have to worry about him right now."

Right now. For sure, she was safe from Mark..for right 
now, but later? She hugged her legs to her chest, still 
forgetting that she was nude and that she wasn't really 
hiding her nether regions very well.

He sat there looking at her for a short while. It was 
very interesting to him to watch every tiny emotion that 
flittered across her face. She already seemed so used to 
the idea that she was going to lose her virginity to two 
men that kidnapped her, but that was just on the 
surface. Underneath her calm visage he could see that 
she was nearly constantly on the verge of a panic 
attack. Her courage made him smile a little.

Jennifer saw the smile out of the corner of her eye and 
looked up at him, his smile for some reason making her 
smile, enjoying the feeling that she could relax even 
just a little bit around Chris.

"What is it?"

Chris shrugged with his lips pursing, "It's just..most 
girls don't get taken. Most girls, I'd imagine at least, 
don't lose their virginity under such circumstances. I 
can't help but admire your bravery...for keeping a level 
head."

Jennifer's smile sort of died down as he spoke, no 
longer enjoying the reminder that she will have had sex 
by the end of the day, though when he finished she 
couldn't help but blush at his words. She got the 
feeling he was trying to compliment her but just in..a 
really weird way.  She shrugged as if it were nothing 
and brushed an arm with her other hand, "Well to be 
honest..." She looked up at him to check if her honest 
opinion was welcomed and continued as he nodded his 
head, "...I like you a lot more than I like Mark. And 
that is to say that I don't like Mark at all."

Chris couldn't help but chuckle and shrug his shoulders 
at that, "He can take a little getting used to."

"Easy for you to say. He isn't going to..do you in the 
butt."

His lighthearted chuckle quieted and he shrugged with 
his lips again, "I did say this wasn't going to be 
fair." He saw her pitiful look that was begging for his 
help in protecting her, but it was out of his hands at 
the moment. Maybe in the future, but right now he 
couldn't help her.

That line of thought was depressing him so he patted the 
mattress space between them, "Ready to get started?"

Jennifer had shot him a defeated look and looked to the 
floor with a heavy sigh. So Chris wasn't going to help 
her against Mark. She closed her eyes when he asked her 
if she was ready to start and softly nodded her head. 
Not because she actually was, but because she knew he 
was going to do what he wanted regardless of whether or 
not she wanted to.

Chris stood up and moved in front of her, "First things 
first. I still have clothes on. Help me take them off."

She tried getting to her feet but he took her by the 
shoulders and kept her bent low so she stayed on her 
knees. He took his own shirt off while she unbuttoned 
and unzipped his pants, pulling them down his legs. He 
didn't have shoes on so he stepped out of them easily. 
Next she hooked her fingertips into the waistband of his 
boxers and eased them down as well, careful of the 
slowly growing bulge that was practically in her face.

When his boxers were laying next to his pants and he was 
naked in front of her save for his socks, she looked up 
and at his growing penis. In spite of herself and her 
situation, she couldn't help but think it was actually 
kinda cute. Like a pet worm that her biology class would 
take care of for the semester. She bit her lip to stifle 
a giggle which Chris mistook as a sign of nervousness.

"It's okay, just go slow with it. Remember, this is 
something that's going to happen, so just relax as much 
as you can. The more tense you are about everything, she 
harder this is going to be."

She listened to his words and sighed again, reaching a 
hand up and taking hold of his dangling member. He 
grinned and knelt down, "Thanks, but it'll get hard on 
its own. Lay down on your back. Let me get you going."

She blinked and leaned back, catching her weight with 
her hands behind her and laid down with her legs bent at 
the knee. Chris got on his knees and leaned forward, 
spreading her legs gently. She didn't resist and her 
legs opened to reveal her honeypot, the lips of her yet 
untouched flower still closed tightly.

Curling his arms under her legs he pulled her closer to 
the edge of the mattress. She looked down between her 
legs and saw Chris just staring at her vagina and 
dropped her head looking back up at the ceiling blushing 
heavily, thinking how embarrassing that was. She heard 
him whisper to himself 'Beautiful' before he leaned his 
head down to kiss the inside of her leg just above her 
knee.

She thought back to how he had made her orgasm yesterday 
and the memory of that feeling was already exciting her. 
Chris planted little kisses on her skin leading closer 
and closer to the prize at the joint. Her breathing 
quickened as he got oh so near and gasped when he 
completely skipped her most private of parts and started 
back up the other leg. She whimpered a little bit like 
he had cheated her out of something which surprised her; 
that she would have that reaction.

Chris lifted his head a little bit to look at her but 
she couldn't bring herself to look down at him. He 
looked back down at her small flower and exhaled slowly 
on it. She gasped again at the sensation of his hot 
breath and her butt raised off the mattress, Chris 
watching with held breath as her lips parted just 
slightly and he could see she was slightly moist. He 
grinned and slowly lowered his head.

She felt his breath again before his lips as he gently 
kissed her lower lips and nudged the top of her slit 
open just a little with his nose, inhaling her heady 
aroma. His tongue stuck out and used just the tip to 
taste just the inside of her lips. She felt the oddly 
beautiful sensation but it wasn't anything compared to 
how he had touched her last night.

The tip of Chris' tongue eased its way between her 
folds, tasting her sweet nectar. The stories he had read 
online had always described a virgin's taste as sweet 
instead of the slightly sour taste of a more mature 
female and he had to agree whole-heartedly. His tongue 
slipped out further into her hole, wiggling around 
before sliding upward to flick the little nub at the top 
of her slit.

"nnNNAAH!"

She felt her hips raise with his tongue as what felt 
like an electrical shock shot through her body. That was 
the feeling she knew from yesterday and she audibly 
sucked in a lungful of air, her hands coming down to 
rest on the top of his head as Chris went to town. She 
felt his arms take a tighter hold on his hips and pushed 
his face harder into her pelvic. His lips separated the 
clit from its hood and he sucked it just slightly into 
his mouth as his tongue swiped sideways on it.

She was going to make another grunting noise but the 
sudden massive stimulation sent her mind into outer 
space. Her body tensed up so Chris knew she was having 
an orgasm, but he didn't let up and when her brain 
started coming back down it went straight back up again. 
Her muscles started spasming and her body flopping on 
the mattress to subconsciously retreat from the over-
stimulation but Chris had a strong hold on her hips.

He kept it up for as long as his tongue was able and 
when it started to cramp he stopped and slowly lifted 
his mouth from her mound. He looked down at her heaving 
chest with her irregular breaths and couldn't help but 
grin. He did that, and felt it was something to be proud 
of. He pulled her hips to the edge of the mattress and 
figured he should do it now before she came back down.

"..but just to make sure."

He pulled her legs to either side of him and took his 
iron rod member in his hand, pointing it down and 
sliding his mushroom head up and down her extremely 
lubricated slit, whether it was from her own juices or 
his spit, he couldn't have cared less at the moment. 
Taking her left leg with that hand, he placed the second 
just on her pelvic bone and wiggled his thumb onto her 
clit.

She could feel herself regaining rational thought again 
and when she opened her eyes she focused and saw Chris 
smiling down at her, her legs spread and him rubbing his 
dick through her juices about to 'take' her, but then 
the view of his penis was blocked by his hand and felt 
his thumb searching for her clit again. She shook her 
head from side to side slowly trying to speak to tell 
him no more but only managed an unintelligible mumble of 
words before his thumb went to work.

Chris just rubbed his thumb from left to right, applying 
just enough pressure. Left, then right, his thumb eased 
across her button. Really, it was kind of cheating. If 
only more guys would just make use of such a tiny little 
piece of flesh, then guys wouldn't get such a bad rap as 
lousy lovers. Here he was turning this inexperienced 
little girl into putty in his hands and it really 
couldn't have been any easier.

She rest her head back down and closed her eyes as her 
body kept feeling that erotic shocking feeling every 
time his thumb slid over her clit, her body jumping with 
each bolt going through it. She felt it building back up 
again, unable to have kept track of how many times she 
had come. She wasn't aware of if she had made any noise, 
if she had moved at all, nothing.

To the left and to the right again, Chris slid his thumb 
over her clit. The steady rhythm kept making her body 
jump with each contact and she could feel her body 
building up even more. She couldn't catch her breath and 
her chest was heaving and she felt her whole body tense 
up again, felt her lungs catch to hold her breath, and 
then felt nothing else as her brain exploded again.

Chris was waiting for her to cum again before taking his 
rod by the base and aiming it at the entrance to her 
unbroken hole and thrust forward as much as he could. 
The initial feeling of something blocking his way 
quickly gave in to the extreme vise grip clinging to his 
dick. He couldn't tell if her pussy, in the middle of a 
mind-crashing orgasm, was trying to rip his dick off and 
eat it or to smash it into a pancake and push it out. 
Either way it felt damn good in a kind of almost painful 
way.

He held still and didn't move while she came down from 
her orgasm. He even waited until she managed to catch 
her breath. She opened her eyes feeling more full then 
she'd ever felt before, which suddenly made sense to 
her, given she had been a virgin up until a moment ago. 
She hadn't felt any pain but she figured that'd come 
later, like in the morning.

Chris was still rock hard in spite of not moving for 
what seemed like half an hour, though it had really only 
been a few minutes. He looked down at her and raised 
himself up on his elbows, "You okay?"

She blinked and kept looking at the ceiling, trying to 
think about that. Was she okay? She didn't really feel 
any different. Was she supposed to? If she had to be 
honest she was.. "A little dizzy. Never felt anything 
like that before."

He grinned and kissed her on the cheek, "I'm going to 
start moving. If it hurts, just say so and I'll stop."

Jennifer nodded her head and moved her arms, starting to 
raise them to hug Chris to her body, but thought better 
on it and they dropped back down to the mattress. She 
wasn't a little girl anymore. She was a woman now, and 
Chris had done that to her. Or for her? Should she be 
happy about not being a virgin anymore? She could decide 
to hate him for raping her.

On the other hand, between Chris and Mark she was sure 
to like Chris way more. So if she hated Chris for taking 
her virginity, what should she feel towards Mark? They 
both had already shown they were serious about sexually 
molesting her. She blinked and realized Chris had been 
moving as her mind was sorting these feelings out.

She could feel a dull pain in her groin and if there was 
any pleasure at all it wasn't reaching anywhere near the 
levels it was when he was using his tongue. She decided 
that she liked being licked way more than being 
penetrated. This was actually pretty uncomfortable.

Chris had started sliding his length in and out of her 
extremely tight hole slowly. He couldn't pull out very 
far because when he had, her body had almost pushed him 
out of her. So he kept himself more than half way in and 
after a few minutes of this he could feel her body 
slowly beginning to naturally lubricate itself for him. 
Or it was just her blood from losing her hymen.

He sat up and started picking up the pace a little as he 
felt her tunnel loosening up just a little bit. He was a 
little saddened to see her face was absolutely blank. He 
supposed this was more than a little traumatic for her 
so he wasn't surprised, but it was unfortunate he 
couldn't have made this a better experience for her.

He prided himself on his ability to get a girl off, and 
he might have been able to get her to orgasm if he 
diddled her clit again with his thumb like he had 
before, but thought on it and moved his hands to rest on 
her knees and he stopped moving.

He sighed and looked down at her with a gentle grin, 
"Jennifer."

She blinked and met his eyes, not saying anything and 
trembling softly.

Chris felt like cradling her and letting her cry it out, 
but then also suddenly felt guilty that he had done this 
to her. He looked down for a moment, trying to think of 
what to say, or rather how to say it, before looking 
back up at her, "I think that's enough for tonight, and 
I promise..it gets better. If you think my tongue felt 
good... Right now your pussy is being touched in places 
and stretched in ways that it's not used to. Give it 
time to understand that it's supposed to feel good, and 
it will feel way better."

Chris started pulling out of her but Jennifer slapped 
her hand on his arm and he froze in place, looking down 
at her with a frown. She hadn't broken eye contact and 
she hadn't blinked. It was kind of starting to scare 
him, but it hadn't prepared him for what she was about 
to say.

"Mark..isn't going to be nice. Mark is going to be 
rough. You and I both know that. I need you to..do 
whatever you need to do..to make it not hurt as much 
when he comes down here."

"Jennifer, it's only been like half an hour since I've 
come down here. We have all day. He isn't going to wake 
up for, like, another four or five hou..."

She interrupted him and sat up, wrapping her arms around 
his torso and humped her hips into him to slide him back 
into her, "NO! He's going to pin me down and fuck me as 
hard as he can! And not just here." Her eyes looked down 
to where they were joined and then back up at him, "He's 
going to do me in the butt too. I need you.." she looked 
nervous about how to finish this "..to stretch me out. 
As much as you can. In both holes. Please, Chris."

Well shit. It wasn't that he didn't want to. It just 
wasn't his style to be rough with the ladies, but he 
knew she was right. He couldn't claim her all for his 
own and keep her away from Mark. So if he couldn't 
protect her that way, then this way worked just as well. 
He put a hand on her shoulder and eased her back down.

She sighed and mouthed a quiet 'thank you' to him and 
closed her eyes, splaying her arms out to her sides 
again. She felt Chris grab hold of her legs and wrap his 
elbows under her knees to raise her butt just a little 
higher. She felt him pull out just a little bit and stab 
himself back into her pussy making her gasp in pain.

She immediately regretted asking him to be mean, because 
it started hurting. A lot.

Chris was starting to feel better and better, his own 
pre-cum lubricating her more then she herself was. He 
could see her face was screwed up in pain so he then put 
his hand on her pelvic bone like it was before and ran 
his thumb on his sliding dick to get it slick before 
rubbing her clit with it. Before it was a gentle 
pressure and a teasingly slow rhythm. Now it was more 
forceful and a fast pace.

Jennifer gasped every time his dick slid back into her. 
It still hurt a lot and it really only confirmed that 
she liked being eaten out much more than being fucked. 
How were people able to do this long enough to have 
babies? This was an awful experience. She felt his thumb 
back where it was before and moaned out loudly as it 
roughly and quickly rubbed her clit.

It was weirding her out now, this feeling. She could 
hear herself moaning and the inside of her pussy was 
still hurting, though the outside where he was rubbing 
felt like magic. It was sending her brain very mixed 
signals and it was very hard to exactly decipher how she 
should be feeling about this.

Chris felt that feeling like he was about to cum so he 
slowed down to a stop. He wasn't doing this to get his 
nut. He was doing it for Jen's benefit. So that when he 
went to bed and Mark came down she wouldn't be torn to 
pieces. He pulled out of her and turned her over with a 
quiet "Get on your knees."

She sighed, not moving at first, but sat up and rolled 
herself onto her hands and knees. She felt his hand take 
her by the hip and guide himself back into her pussy. 
His other hand went to her shoulder to pull her harder 
into him and he pounded her from behind. This position 
didn't feel as bad but there was still that dull pain. 
She really hoped that that would go away soon.

Chris found his rhythm after a moment and the hand that 
was on her shoulder slid down her back and snaked its 
way to her waist and around her hip underneath her. His 
fingertip found her slit that was being spread by his 
pumping rod and was pleased to find her pussy 
lubricated. So she was enjoying this on at least some 
level.

His middle finger found her clit and began its 
tantalizing back and forward motion. He could feel an 
immediate reaction in Jennifer underneath him who had 
let out her first moan since being put in the doggy 
style position. He understood then that obviously her 
pussy must be feeling sore, stretched and painful, and 
that the true key to getting her to orgasm during her 
first penetrating sex was through her clit.

Jennifer was grunting and moaning with every thrust that 
Chris pushed into her from behind. This was starting to 
feel better. His rubbing her clit was sure helping in 
that regard. Though the penetration still stung a 
little, she had to remind herself that Chris was helping 
her out in order to deal with Mark tonight. Her arms 
gave out holding out her torso and she just leaned her 
head down on the mattress as Chris thrust into her again 
and again.


Chris felt his balls tighten again and knew he was about 
to cum so he slowed down and came to a stop. He was 
breathing heavy and had to catch his breath. Jennifer 
started to get up again but he rested a hand on her 
upper back, "Not yet. I'm gonna... help you out."

She closed her eyes, trying to mentally prepare herself 
for having her anal cherry taken also. If her vagina was 
made specifically for penetration and having a baby and 
all that jazz, how much would it hurt to be 'done' in a 
hole that wasn't designed for that?

Chris stood up and went to the bathroom for a moment, 
coming back only a few seconds later with a small 
bottle, "This is lube. It'll feel a little cold, but 
trust me, you'll thank me for it in a minute."

It took a second but she soon felt something very cold 
on her little rosebud but then felt Chris' fingers 
smearing it around. It felt pretty good actually and 
almost wished he'd put some in her vagina.

"Now I need you to try and relax every muscle back here. 
You're going to want to tense and that's just going to 
make everything hurt more, okay?"

He saw her head nod on the mattress and added a small 
dollop onto his middle finger before easing it into her 
ass. It was tight, but he had already smeared it around 
the area and the hole itself. He felt her sphincter give 
way to him and try and tighten so he stopped pushing in 
and held it there.

She felt the finger go in and groaned. It didn't hurt. 
Didn't really feel like anything but weird. That was, 
strangely enough, encouraging to her. She took a deep 
breath and let it out slowly, relaxing her body and felt 
Chris continue to finger her ass.

When it started feeling a little dry, he took his finger 
back out and added more lube to it then slid it back in, 
turning it around and wiggling it to try and not only 
spread as much lube as he could inside her rectum but 
also to stretch it out just a little bit. He pulled his 
finger out and smeared lube onto his index finger as 
well and added that, pushing two fingers into her.

The whole time, Jennifer focused on controlling her 
breathing. She found that that helped keeping her body 
relaxed. When Chris tried using three fingers was when 
the stretching started becoming a problem for her, but 
it wasn't a piercing pain like her vagina was, so it was 
easier to handle.

At first the middle three fingers didn't want to go in, 
but that was point of stretching. Chris worked them in 
slowly digit by digit until all three fingers were 
lodged into her up to his palm. He held them there for a 
little while, letting her get used to it. He figured a 
couple minutes would work.

He softly rubbed her back and smiled, rather proud that 
Jennifer was thinking ahead for this, that she would 
think to ask him to do this for her so it wouldn't be as 
bad when Mark gets down here. After what he assumed was 
a few minutes he slowly pulled his fingers out, "I'm 
going to try and enter you now. Remember to try and stay 
relaxed. If you tense up, I'll stop until you relax 
again, okay?"

Again, she nodded and as he pulled his fingers out she 
felt an emptiness in her, but one that at the same time 
felt like she needed to take a really big dump. It was 
when she felt Chris put himself up against her slightly 
stretched hole that the emptiness feeling went away. She 
felt Chris' heavily lubricated member slide into her 
easily, three fingers apparently being more than enough 
to open her up for a dick.

Chris had greased his cock up with probably more than 
what was needed and pressed himself against her, easing 
the head into her back passage. It went in surprisingly 
easy but still went slowly as far as pushing into her. 
It was when his dick reached deeper than his fingers had 
that he first felt Jennifer tense up and he stopped, 
rubbing her back some more.

She sighed and tried to relax again, feeling Chris start 
up with his pushing deeper into her until she felt his 
hips bump into her butt signaling that he was all the 
way into her. She started breathing regularly again and 
chuckled, thinking this felt much better and easier than 
vaginal penetration.

Her laughter make her rectum squeeze his dick with every 
chortle and he closed his eyes, focusing on holding back 
his orgasm. The feeling left him and he started a slow 
out-and-in rhythm again. Not as fast as when he was 
pumping into her pussy, but all the same a nice and 
steady rhythm

The walls of her ass hugged him tightly and it started 
feeling even better when a little bit of the lubrication 
wore off. It wasn't painfully tight and he could feel 
more sensation with every thrust.

It didn't take long until he started picking up the 
pace, Jennifer even humping back at him slightly. She 
was waiting for him to reach around her like he had 
before but he didn't so she reached a hand between her 
legs and started rubbing herself. This was a whole 
different ballpark from her sore pussy and she wanted to 
capitalize on it by trying to send herself into space 
like she had experienced before.

All too soon though, Chris started to get that tingle 
again and he decided he wasn't going to stop this time, 
"Ugh... URrrgh... Gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!" His dick 
started spasming inside her ass and she was so close 
herself so she sent her rubbing into overdrive like he 
had done near the end too and it sent her over the edge, 
her moans matching his as her tunnels squeezed tightly, 
her ass feeling like it was trying to suck his cock 
deeper into her. It wasn't as good as when Chris does 
it, but it still felt amazing.

Chris slows to a stop with his rock hard member still 
inside her ass and them both panting in the afterglow of 
their orgasms. He stayed upright, not wanting to crush 
her by falling forward, and gently pulled himself out of 
her. In spite of his post-orgasmic fatigue, he shakily 
got to his feet and ran to the bathroom to get some 
paper towels for cleanup.

As he was exiting the bathroom, Jennifer was right there 
trying to get in. She brushed past him and quickly sat 
on the toilet, her letting out a long bubbly fart as she 
shat out his cum into the toilet bowl. She heard the 
noise and buried her face into her hands for a moment 
before looking up at him, meeting his eyes. They both 
couldn't help but burst out laughing at each other's 
embarrassment which did a fine job of breaking any 
tension that there might have been between the two of 
them.

---

Mark sat on the futon bed watching the screen with 
clenched fists. "That bitch!"

He had VERY CLEARLY said that HE was going to take her 
anal cherry later tonight once Chris had gone to bed. 
Now Chris got both of her cherries. What a prick.

He laid down with his arms crossed behind his head, just 
staring at the ceiling. What to do about this? He 
breathed in through his nose and slowly out through his 
mouth. He had heard somewhere that that was supposed to 
help.

He closed his eyes and a small smirk spread across his 
face. Yes, that would be fun.

---

It wasn't long before they both found they had nothing 
to do. They both wanted a shower and Chris was polite 
enough to let her take one by herself before his own. 
Once they were done though, Chris ended up bringing his 
old X-Box 360 downstairs along with a TV big enough for 
them to play on and they co-opted a Halo 3: ODST 
campaign together. To Chris, it wasn't really that good 
of a game. You weren't Master Chief and he didn't really 
understand what the story was trying to get at, but 
Jennifer seemed to be having fun so he didn't really 
care.

The end credits were rolling down the screen what seemed 
only a few short hours later. She set the controller 
down with a genuinely happy smile to meet Chris' equally 
happy smile. They had talked during the game, Jennifer 
careful not to bring up the fact that she was here 
against her will, and it confirmed her original idea 
that if she had met Chris under different circumstances 
that she probably wouldn't have minded hanging out with 
him like this. He was certainly charming enough, he 
probably could have convinced her to give him her 
virginity actually consensually.

She sighed, "That was a short game."

"Yeah, to be honest, ODST always kind of felt more of a 
'we're running out of money and need the funding for 
Halo 4' kind of gimmick."

"So what do you want to play n-.." Her eyes bolted up at 
the door as it opened and Mark stepped through. He still 
looked a little tired but he probably only woke up and 
ate a few minutes ago.

Chris looked up and grinned, getting to his feet, "Hey 
Bro."

Mark smirked and nodded his head in greetings, "What's 
up?" It was a rhetorical question as common greetings go 
and he walked down the stairs. He started getting 
undressed as well since both Jenn and Chris were both 
still casually naked. He sat on the chair next to the 
couch that they were on and saw the end of the credits 
for ODST and smirked again, "Wow..this one's an old 
game. You should have gone with Reach. You have jetpacks 
in that one."

Jennifer stayed quiet and held her eyes to the ground, 
remembering all too well the spanking from last night. 
Was that only last night? She looked up at Chris with 
another pitiful look and he smiled softly at her with a 
very subtle shrug of his shoulders, to which Jennifer 
looked back at the floor and stayed that way.

Mark saw her reaction to his presents and this pleased 
him, looking up at Chris, somehow passing a message to 
him with his eyes. Chris didn't look too pleased, but 
his rolled his eyes and put on a fake smile for 
Jennifer, "Well..looks like my time with you is up. I'll 
see you in the morning." He rested a hand on her head 
and she flinched. He could already see that she was 
shaking in fear.

Chris sighed and turned away from them, heading for the 
stairs. He opened the door and closed and locked it 
behind him.

Mark looked down at Jennifer, waiting to see if she 
looked up at him to which she did not. He sighed and got 
to his feet, cooly walking over to his pile of clothes, 
"So... I trust that Chris wasn't too much of a pussy to 
not do the deed?"

She could assume what he was referring to, "He did." she 
responded in shaking breath.

He stopped at his clothes and reached down to retrieve 
something, "Though..I trust that he only took your 
pussy, right? You kept your ass a cherry for me to 
pluck?"

She froze in place, which was impressive considering she 
was already trying to remain as inconspicuous as 
possible. Her body nearly went into a panic attack at 
the implications. Should she lie and say that Chris only 
took her vagina? Or does he know and is testing her? Did 
he even tell her that he wanted to be her first anally? 
That's not what she remembered.

A definitely metallic sliding sound caught her ear and 
she slowly turned her head in his direction. She saw 
Mark standing at his pile of clothes with a butterfly 
knife in his hand, and a dangerous look in his very 
pissed off eyes.

In spite of the anger his eyes were giving off, he 
smirked as he looked back into her eyes, "My dear 
Girly..didn't I tell you not to look at me without 
permission?"

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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