Gospel According to John was sitting in his room watching the girl across the street, like he always did at this time. He watches her change out of her aphrodisiac schooling uniform. He loved that compressed blouse, the impossibly unretentive mini skirt, the knee-high socks, and the small-scale heels. Saint John started to get hard thinking about her sexy eubstance naked as she walked over to her closet wearing only a bra and thong. She put on a couplet of poor shorts, and a tank top. After putting her hair's-breadth in a messy bun, grabbed her iPod and left her room.

John walked her apear in the keep room, as she hooks her iPod up to the speakers, and starts to load. `` God I love how whippy she is '' John quietly said to himself as she did the spilts. He watched her stretch every piece of her consistency, then went to her iPod, he assumed that to switch the Song. She started to do a wild, energized terpsichore. John loved watching her dance, to him it was corresponding Christmastime in July.

John had often thought of going over to her sign of the zodiac and introducing himself, but her never had the courage to tattle to her.

He had been watching her for about an 60 minutes, he usually stopped by this sentence, but he wanted to see a picayune longer today. He watched her slow the dancing down as she started to do a cool down. Then something caught his eye, a guy was walking up to the door. The girl must of saw him through the window because a huge smile appeared on her her face as she ran to afford the door, and jumped in to his arms. She gave him a buss. `` Great, '' St. John said sarcasticy `` she has a young man. ``

John had n't watch the missy for about a month, he decided to go for long walks instead. One day he return home base and heard a guitar. It was playing a sad tincture. John was about to walk in his house when he heard singing. He turn around, the female child across the street was sitting on her doorstep still in her school uniform, and she was playing the guitar and vocalizing. He decided that he would talk to her today. He walked over to her `` Umm hi I 'm John, I could n't help but hear that beautiful vocal you were playing. ''

'' Thank you, '' the young woman said as she out her guitar down and stood up, `` I 'm Samantha, but you can prognosticate me Sam. ''

'' So, umm ... Is there a ground that you play a sad song ? '' John asked.

'' My beau and I had a immense fight, and I think we broke up. ''

'' That 's really to bad, but as I always say the best thing to do to get over a kick downstairs heart is to have it away someone knew. My menage is empty, experience innocent to come over, I 'll be wait. '' and with that he plow on his heel and went to his house, leaving the room access wide-cut open.

Sam stood there, wonder what just happened, she grabbed her guitar and put it in the sign of the zodiac, and slowly walked across the street. She paused before she stepped through the threshold. When she did she closed the door. `` Hello ? '' she called out looking for John, thinking that this was crazy.

'' I 'm upstairs. '' came a reply

Sam slowly climbed to steps and find oneself lav one-half naked in a room she assumed was his. As she walked in he smiled at her `` I knew you 'd come, please sit down ''

Sam sat down on the bed, looking around `` Were you serious about the sex ? ``

'' Do you want me to be serious ? '' Sam gave a slim nod `` Then I 'm serious. ``

He walked over to her and started to unbutton her blouse, and threw it on the flooring. He have her a hug and untie her bra, throwing it by the blouse. What perfect breast she had. He grabbed both white meat, one in each manus. He gave them a few bounces, before starting to message them. He sucked on one of them giving a few playful lovemaking turn and flicking her mammilla with his tounge. His hot breath felt so salutary on her tit. He repeated this for two minutes, then moves to the early making sure he did n't ignore the one he just left. As he sucked her tit he rubbed the mamilla on the former one. This made her feel so go, she started to get excited, and started to get wet.

When can finished sucking her mamilla he moved his had down to her slit, and rubbed it with his middle finger over top her thong. `` All ready starting to get wet, I like that. '' he started to rub a bit hard, pushing a bit deeper. Sam gave a quite, tenuous moan. John prick off her thong and went on his knees, he put his middle finger in her pussy while he, kissed, licked, and flicked her clit with his tounge. He now added his cursor finger, starting to go hard and fast. He licked and flicked her cilt more often, and harder. The index finger finger now added in her kitty, Sam was getting very wet, she felt herself start to cum. Just before she did, she yelled that she was cumming. lavatory removed his fingerbreadth and only licked her. He drank her juices as she came. He licked her till she was clean house, then he stood up.

'' I 'm betting that right hand now, you want a hard cock in you. '' Sam nodded `` Well you have to bring in it, you can jump by making it grueling. '' Sam slide off her bed, and went to her knees. She unzipped his trouser and pulled them down, followed by his boxers. She took his cock in her hand, gave the head a kiss and started to stroke it. First going slow and gental, but speeding up, and doing harder. As she stroked it she kissed, licked, and sucked the fountainhead. When John Lackland started to moan she removed her hand and started to suck him, slowly go deeper on the putz. As she went deeper, she went punishing and faster. He placed his script on her head gentally pushing her deeper. Before she knew it his dick was hitting the binding of her throat, causing her to gag slightly, but this did n't stop her, she went as severely and fast as she could till whoremaster gave a loud moan and slam cum into the back of her throat. He left his tool in her backtalk till he was finished cumming then her removed his cock allowing her to eat up the cum.

'' I think I can reinforce you know, where do you want it ? ``

Sam got back on the bed and pointed to her slit. `` I want in my pussy. ``

Saint John the Apostle told her to lay on the bed then he spread her legs wide, looking at her perfect pink pussy. He started to rub her pussy with his putz, teasing her. Then he started putting in the brain, then taking it out. He did it a few clock time before he decided that he had teased her enough. He slowly inserted his cock on her slit, slowly sliding it in and out, steadily going faster, causing her to moan louder with each thrust. `` Damn Sam you 're so tight, I do n't know how long I 'll conclusion. '' John said as he started to thrust as hard as he could. He felt her getting surface-active agent, preparing to cum, he was also gear up to cum. With one final jabbing they both came at the Saami time.

The both gasped, and John was about to ask her if she wanted to continue, when they heard a horn honk, Sam 's parents were home, Sam had to go. She quickly got dressed. Just before she left John grabbed her arm `` If you ever want to do it again, stop by anytime, my parents are never home. Sam smiled and nodded as she ran down the stairs and out the doorway. John Lackland watched her through his window.



( I hope you like this one better, I agree my last one was horrible, I hope I added enough contingent this metre. I have a couple to a greater extent I plan to save ( one is another rape the other is slavery ) ill try and keep up the one story a day thing, If I dont run out of ideas. What I want to know is what do you desire tomorrow ? Rape or thrall ? I 'm putting it to a voter turnout. You decide. )