Young Love/ Skip the pool party

From Create Your Own Story

There is absolutely no reason for you not to go to the pool party and hang out with Amanda but all you can think of right now is how her mother tried to seduce you right on her front door step.

You lay down on your bed and your mind begins to drift. You suddenly realize a very volumptuous, very naked Mrs. O'Rielly laying next to you. Her entire body is covered in tiny beads of sweat and she is breathing rather heavily. You slowly sit up and notice her hand is thrust between her thighs and she is slowly masturbating herself. Her eyes are closed and she doesn't seem to notice your awake. You continue to watch for several minutes completely absorbed as Mrs. O'Rielly's hand picks up speed and her breasts start to swing from side to side. Natalie's eyes suddenly fludder open, and you find yourself ready to apologize but before you can she pulls you in for a kiss.

Your hands quickly find her breast and you squeeze with all your might. Mrs. O'Rielly begins to moan in passion as her long slender fingers continuously force their way in and out of her oozing pink hole. She quickly makes short work of your slacks and has your cock out in seconds before coercing you on top of her. You begin to thrust your hips madly against her, like a dog in heat. No matter how hard you try though, you find it impossible to penetrate her.

Mrs. O'Rielly wraps her arms around your back and hold you tightly against her as you shoot your load all over her stomach. Amanda appears out of no where lying naked beside her mother, both of them look into your eyes with a deeply sorrowful expression, "I sorry it had to end like this." Something about the way they say it while Mrs. O'Rielly cradles you like a baby and Amanda slowly runs her hand up and down your back sends a chill down your spine.

You wake in a cold sweat with your hands down your pants. When you pull your hands out you let out a knowing sigh. It appears you had a wet dream. You look over and see your phone blinking. Five messages have been left on your phone.

You decide to check them.

The first message is a voice message left at 8:39pm: "Hey, it's me. Are you coming over? Remember I told you about the pool party? Call me back."

The second message was also a voice message left at 8:52pm: "Hey, it's me. I'm at your front door but no one is answering. Are you here? I'm standing here in my new bikini I wanted to show you.. how embarrassing.. well call me back when you get this message."

The third message is a text left at 9:25pm: "Hey, where are you? Dwayne, his father and a few other people are over here. I think they are trying to get me drunk. LOL. Hurry, come save me!!! (:"

The fourth message is another text left at 10:48pm: "hwats goign on. I'm toottaly wasted heer ineed u sooooo bad. ); ): ):"

The final message left at 11:43pm: "skype me"

The last message was left less than five minutes ago.

You feel completely horrible for falling asleep and missing Amanda's pool party. You quickly skype with Amanda and find her lying down on her bed, her legs spread wide open. She is dressed in what you imagine to be her brand new bikini. "Hey Amanda, I'm here. Sorry I couldn't make it to the party. You look sexy in that bikini."

"Matt.. you're here?" Amanda slurs as though she is completely out of it. Her head bobs up and she looks around for several seconds before she slumps back to the bed. "Hi Matt.. I missed you."

You feel so bad for her, she looks so fucked up. "How are you feeling Amanda?"

She lifts up her arm and gives you the thumbs up. "Wasted out of my mind.. and.. horny as hell."

Just then the camera shifts and Dwayne Rogers, a kid around the same age as you and Amanda who you absolutely despise, grins evilly into the camera. "Don't worry Mattie, I'll take GOOD care of her needs."

"Dwayne you son of a bitch, don't you fucking dare!" You scream into your mic. He shrugs his shoulders and puts a hand up to his ear. Then grins again, "Muted, bitch."

You watch in horror as Dwayne sets the camera down and zooms in on Amanda before quickly making his way to her side, his cock rock hard and ready to violate her every orifice. Dwayne decides to make it a show in your benefit. He slowly rubs his hand up and down Amanda's body making her moan in pleasure. "Mmm Matt, that feels nice."

You keep telling yourself you should go over there and save Amanda but you thinking there is no possible way Dwayne would do something so stupid as to rape her.

You shout into the mic, "That not me Amanda!" but remember it's pointless.

Dwayne doesn't waste too much time as his hand slides under Amanda's bikini bottom and starts to rub his fingers along her pussy. "Matt! Oh god yes Matt!" He quickly pushes his cock into her mouth to keep her quiet which she greedily sucks. After several minutes Dwayne pulls his hand from Amanda's bikini bottom, grabs her head and begins to fuck his cock in and out of her mouth. After he explodes and pulls free, Amanda chokes up what she can't swallow.

Dwayne walks over to the computer and messes with the monitor. Then he walks back to Amanda picks her up over his shoulder and leans her over the computer table. Dwayne messes with the camera a little till it focuses in on Amanda's face which is smeared with Dwayne cum. He moves the camera again, this time making sure a good side profile of Amanda is in focus. You can still see Amanda's face all the way to her ass. You watch as Dwayne pulls her panties down her thigh and begins to rub his limp cock up and down her ass.

"Matt?" Amanda mumbles as she tries to open her eyes and look behind her to no avail. "What... what are you doing?"

Dwayne ignores her and continues to pump his cock until it is completely hard again. He positions himself, ready to fuck Amanda's tight hole.

"MATT! I.. no.. please. I.. no.. I'm not ready.. please." Amanda cries softly as she weakly pushes at Dwayne's chest. Her hand is easily pushed away and her face turns from fear into a pain.

Amanda is mercilessly assaulted as Dwayne repeatedly rams his cock into her. All the while Amanda begs for you to stop as tears run down her cheeks and spit mixed with sperm oozes from the corner of her lips. Amanda's spirit is quickly crushed as Dwayne relentlessly fucks her bruised and battered body into the computer desk. After ten minutes Dwayne finally pulls out and dumps his load onto Amanda's back before wiping the excess onto her ass cheeks. Amanda just lays there, completely silent and still. Amanda's camera suddenly disconnects and you are left sitting there unable to move.

At around two in the morning the cops bust into your room. Taking your dead silent stare as a confession to guilt. Though the shock doesn't last long and you are able to give them a detailed confession. It doesn't hold in court. Apparently Dwayne was able to 'wipe' all evidence clean and Amanda clearly remembers having a conversation with you prior to the rape. The skype records only hold up as circumstantial at best. You are sentenced to juivenille prison till you are eighteen.

None of the people at the pool party stepped forward to confirm that you never showed up. They probably wanted Dwayne to rape Amanda because reasons so they saw no reason to bring justice to this case.

Amanda, your football career and most of your family are no longer apart of your life. Please try hitting the back button or starting from the beginning.

The End.