A new chapter is finally here! I don't have much time to write these days, but it is slowly progressing. The next chapter will be the last, but before then, a little "foreplay". Enjoy!

Chapter 6

Kayla’s death had by far been the most gruesome, gory death Frank had ever witnessed. He felt bad for the poor girl, after all she had been eager and willing right until the spitting went wrong, and she had given him the fuck of his life right before. Still, her death had set something alight inside of him. Somehow he had taken sadistic pleasure in seeing the girl suffer and beg, all the while her lithe body had been squirming around the sharp metal pole that ended her life. When it was all over Frank had noticed his own hard-on that had been growing since the spit went into the girl. He was incredibly aroused and kept replaying the moment he stabbed Kayla over and over in his head. A sense of guilt washed over him though it did not dampen his lust. As he walked in circles outside the room where Emily was kept he thought about what he was going to do. He knew what he wanted was deeply wrong but he couldn’t get the thought out of his head, and thus the logic of his brain lost against the passion of his loins. After taking a deep breath he opened the door.

Emily was gently running her fingers back and forth between the pink, smooth lips of her pussy, enjoying the afterglow of the many orgasms brought to her by her vibrating toy. She had masturbated many times before, but she had never had such intense orgasms as this. She thought about the way Kayla had caressed her, how just her touch had made her whole tummy tingle with butterflies. It was a shame they hadn’t experimented with each other earlier, but at least they’d shared that one passionate exchange at the end of their young lives.

The young redhead was startled when the door opened. She snapped out of her deep thoughts and withdrew her hand from her pussy.

“Don’t stop,” Frank said. Emily was surprised by the tone of his voice. She met his gaze and realized something had changed in his eyes since the last time she saw him. The words he’d uttered hadn’t been a joke, nor a playful tease, it had been a command. The girl dared not disobey him and reluctantly brought her hand back to her crotch, though the movements did no longer give her any pleasure. One look at the man’s crotch revealed a noticeable bulge. Emily had a bad feeling about Frank’s new demeanor.

After watching the girl pleasure herself for a while, Frank undid his trousers and pulled out his fully erect dick.

“Suck it,” he said firmly.

The poor girl knew that resistance was not an option. She had never seen a penis in real life and its size surprised her, not that Frank’s member was bigger than average but it was definitely larger than she had imagined. Emily took it into her mouth. It was warm and very hard, and tasted the way Kayla’s fingers had after they’d been exploring the holes and crevices of Emily’s crotch. The girl wondered if Frank had made Kayla and Claire do the same as she was doing. He had probably tricked them the same way he’d tricked her. She had been wrong to let herself be influenced by Frank’s charisma, and she regretted it deeply. It had been Kayla’s idea to volunteer, and together with Claire she’d talked Emily into it. She should never have listened to them! She’d been following the other two like a sheep, and now she was paying for it.

Frank was too engulfed in his own pleasure to even consider Emily’s feelings. He was in a trance, and all he could think of was his own dick and the beautiful, sexy girl in front of him. Her mouth was soft, warm, wet and heavenly. When his member made contact with her flesh it sent waves of pleasure through his entire body.

“Use your tongue,” he commanded, “and grab it with your hands!”

Her small hands gripped his dick and her tongue graced the sensitive tip. It was pure heaven, and Frank couldn’t help letting out moans of pleasure as he slowly pushed in and out of her mouth. The girl remained silent, her gaze distant, trying hard to not think about what was happening.

Frank was not content with only exploring her mouth though, and after a couple of minutes he pulled out and ordered the girl to lay on her back on the sofa in the middle of the room.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

“No, I don’t want this!” Emily protested.

“This isn’t about what you want. Spread them!”

Claire spread her legs only a couple of inches, but Frank took action and grabbed her knees. He forced them apart, revealing the delicious treats between them. He reached for her little titties and fondled them, ran his fingers over her soft tummy and smooth mons pubis, past her pussy to her inner thighs. He concentrated on pacing himself, determined to let it all last as long as possible. Looking down to where Emily’s thin legs met he found the sight irresistible, and leaned in for a closer inspection. She was looking so incredibly tasty, and Frank figured a little sample of her filet wouldn’t hurt.

“Noo!” Emily cried as Frank’s tongue made contact with her most private spot. His actions made the girl feel even more exposed and ashamed, but of course none of this was in his mind as he tasted the girl’s womanhood. She was already dripping wet from her masturbation, and he eagerly lapped up her juices. She tasted like a horny woman should, only milder and sweeter. The delicious taste made Frank very jealous of whoever would have the pleasure of devouring that sweet teen pussy later that evening.

While he was eating her out Frank used his hands to explore her body. His fingers found her rear opening and teased it, feeling the contours of the ring sealing the entrance. It responded to the simulation and loosened up a little, and he used the opportunity to prod the hole with his little finger, slowly easing it in.

The redhead objected heavily to the insertion. “Please don’t, not there!” Tears were streaming down her cheeks at this point, her eyes red and swollen. Nothing had ever gone into her bottom before, only out. She associated the place with dirtiness and filth, not with sexuality, and thus her feeling of self worth left her as Frank invaded the last private space she had. Out of all the places she had felt his body make contact with hers, this was the worst one. Her only act of resistance, trying to clench her hole shut, only led to physical pain accompanying her mental pain. She tried to relax and shut as much of it out as she could. “It will be over soon,” she comforted herself.

Even though Frank was overcome with lust he sensed the girl’s resistance, and found his secret weapon. It was a vibrator, curved so that one end would be inserted into her pussy to hit the g-spot and the other end folded over to simulate her clit. He inserted it and turned it on, and Emily immediately responded with a twitch. It was too much stimulation, almost painful against her sensitive little nub. She reached down to remove it, but Frank immediately grabbed her hands and held them still. Even though the girl didn’t welcome the intruder, her body responded almost immediately. Emily felt her chest and face blush, her nipples were getting hard and juices started flowing from her stuffed pussy.

Frank released his hold on the girl, who had understood that she was not allowed to remove the toy. He pleasured himself with one hand and rubbed her rock hard, little nipples with the other hand. Her breasts were fascinating to behold, not only were they perfectly formed and perky, but her areolae were so light pink that they were barely visible against the surrounding milky skin. Frank took a nipple in his mouth eagerly licked and sucked on it. Emily turned her face away and closed her eyes hard, but to her dismay the sensations emanating from her crotch made her increasingly horny. Her breathing increased in frequency, and her face contorted into grimaces. She was trying with all her might to hold back what was slowly but surely building up inside her, but her body responded purely on instinct and had no regard for her brain’s wishes.

Sensing the girl was beginning to feel the pleasure, Frank flipped her over on her tummy. Her ass was revealed to him, and the sight alone almost made him cum then and there. Emily’s hips had not grown to their full width yet, but she made up for it in pertness and form. Frank found some spare cooking oil on a nearby shelf and poured a splash of it into her crack. He eagerly spread it around with his fingers, groping freely at the girl’s most private area. She squirmed under his touch but it did nothing to stop him, on the contrary, her wiggling only made him more aroused. He couldn’t resist her any longer, and straddled her from behind, pinning her in place by sitting on her legs. His dick was now free to move between her cheeks, sliding up and down. It was delightful but he wanted more, and he carefully began to thrust against her pink, puckered butthole. Emily cried out with each thrust only to be ignored completely by the extremely horny man sitting on top of her. He didn’t move far in, only an inch or so, but it was just enough to feel her sphincter open and close against the tip of his dick. He could also feel the vibrations coming from her pussy, and in all it was probably the best sensation he had ever felt. Understandably, after edging for an impressively long time he finally came. Spurt after spurt of white, sticky cum was deposited in her butthole before Frank pulled out and shot a few strands of the warm fluid on her pale ass and back. The orgasm was overwhelming, and he was surprised that he still had so much cum left in him after fucking Kayla not even an hour earlier.

Just as the last drops of cum landed on her butt Emily couldn’t hold it any longer, and finally orgasmed. It was intense, perhaps because of her efforts to hold it back. The timing was embarrassing, she had climaxed right when Frank spurted tons of gross cum right on her! Her humiliation was complete, and by then she wanted nothing more than for it all to be over.