April Breeze
A witty story about how bad it is to refuse
I was a schoolboy then. And I regarded all females as very silly, pretty and
self-assured beasts. I had very sharp desires to kick their faces from time to
time. But one day I did a much better thing than that...
Approximately at half past eight p.m. I was returning home from my fitness club.
It was spring, and the weather was pretty warm. I walked slowly, then bought a
couple of bottles of lager and sat on a cozy bench lost among the trees. The
place was completely hidden from the street and could not be observed, while I
could see cars passing by from time to time. I took out my lager, put one bottle
on the bench, opened the other bottle and began drinking. It was great. Suddenly
I saw someone walking on the same side of the street, some 30 meters away. It
was one bitch from my grade, she was so self-assured and in love with herself...
She had a good body: small tits with firm nipples and a tight ass, and the April
breeze played with her long fair hair around her pretty face. She was dressed in
a white blouse and her sexy legs were hidden under a long dark skirt... to
appear from under it from time to time.
“Yea,” I thought. “This bitch will never be mine.”
I felt kinda funny. Someone seemed to be whispering in my ear, “Take her, she is
yours, there’s no one here to stop you!” Blood rushed to my head. I trembled all
over. I waited a few seconds for her to pass by and then jumped on her, seized
her and dragged into the trees.
She turned around, and whom did she see? No, not me, not her schoolmate, she saw
an animal, a monster, a nightmare! I fell on her and threw her on the ground,
the bitch tried to scream but I immediately punched her in the cheek. Holding
her with one hand, I tried to take off her skirt with the other. She was
struggling to stop me with all her strength.
“Stop it bitch! I’m gonna break your neck right now!” I hissed and pressed her
to the ground.
Then I pulled up her skirt and took off her pretty white panties, revealing dark
public hairs. I kissed her pussy, then slid my tongue to her bellybutton, the
skin was soft and smooth and sparkled a little in the moonlight.
“Please don’t do that, please!” she cried.
“Why?” I asked.
“Nobody... has done that... before!” she said, trying to stop me by saying she
was a cherry.
“Hmm, then you need someone to do this for you for the first time!” I smiled and
raised my eyebrow.
“No, please... You...” she whispered and burst into tears.
“Ah, I am not the one for you? You, dirty bitch, you are trying to keep yourself
for someone better? Time to say goodbye to your dreams bitch! Yes I look like a
troll but you are going to open your pussy for my dick right now!”
She shut her eyes and trembled a little. I pressed her head to the ground and
tried to spread her legs, but she understood what would happen and tried her
best to stop me. So I turned her on her back and kicked her chest with all my
might. After that she grew much calmer.
“There! That’s a girl!” I said spreading her legs and lying on her. Then I
unzipped my pants and took out my dick ready for the attack.
“Oh yes,” I whispered when my dick touched her frightened wet pussy. It was a
heavenly feeling, I almost came! And a few moments later I pushed my cock into
her hot pussy. Slowly, inch by inch, I skewered her on my spear, while she,
biting her lip, cried on the ground. I began fucking her more roughly, my hairy
balls kicking slightly against her soft little asshole. Then something happened
in my balls, and the precious load began traveling through my cock to her pussy.
My semen shot into her, she was completely dishonored and humiliated now. She
burst into tears as I pulled my dick out of her bloody pussy. She lay on the
ground with legs well apart, she couldn’t cry anymore, her pussy was
bloodstained, while her eyes were wide opened staring into the sky. I wondered
what she was thinking of.
I took her own panties and stuck them into her mouth. She didn’t resist, she was
so helpless. I sat down on her chest, pressing her arms to the ground with my
knees. It must have been painful for her, but she didn’t move. I put my hands
around her neck and squeezed. She made a muffled cry and tried to resist, but I
held her tightly, squeezing her neck. A minute or two later her body began to
arch under me, as if I were riding a pretty little horsey. But I held her
tightly.
A few minutes later it was all over. She was dead. I looked at her one last
time, then kissed her dead but still sexy lips. She looked so fine! I’m afraid
you won’t be able to find yourself a rich man and sell him your virginity. I’m
afraid you won’t find anyone at all. You were mine, little slut, and I was your
first and last man.
It was a hell of an adventure. Nobody ever found out who the murderer was. Of
course I cleaned the place and tried to leave as little evidence as possible.
And I loved the adventure.
It’s a good idea to repeat it some time.
Copyright by Don Serge (2002).