Whipped And Raped

Val Marrick

CHAPTER ONE

"Be quiet," giggled Sally Canavan, putting her finger to her lips. Her blouse and bra were. unfastened, and her laugh' made her conical jugs bobble enticingly.

Ricky Cruz smiled into her blue eyes as his hands pushed her back down on the couch. He could feel her nipples growing hard and hot under his palms. "He won't hear us if we don't make too much noise," he smiled.

Sally pushed him away suddenly. "No," she said in a husky voice. "This isn't right."

"But I love you, baby," Ricky said.

"I love you too," Sally replied. "And I really want to do it with you. But my very first time. I don't want it to be like this. It's sneaky losing my virginity down here on the couch while Dad is upstairs taking care of poor mother."

Her eyes shone with pity, as well as lust for Ricky. Her mother had been paralyzed since her stroke three years before. Her father spent all his time working or taking care of his invalid wife, leaving Sally to run the house as best she could. She loved her mother, even though she was little more than a half-alive shell of a human being, and she worshipped her father. He was so masculine, so devoted to her mother and her.

"You don't like the idea of making it in the car, either," Ricky said, shaking his head.

A sudden twinge hit Sally in her cunt. How badly she wanted Ricky inside her!

She had let him feel and even kiss her bare nubile tits, and he had often massaged the virgin mound of her pussy, though always with her panties on. And she knew beyond a doubt that she wanted him to fuck her.

But it had to be done right! Sally was not going to lose her cherry skulking like a thief in her own house, or like any cheap high-school harlot in the back seat of a car. "Ricky," she said pleadingly. "Let's go to your apartment." v Sally sat up and leaned against him, pressing the red-hot nubbin on the tip of her boob against his broad manly chest, thrilling to the feel of his muscles.