Debbi Matthews
Debbi_s dirt road
CHAPTER ONE
The room seemed quiet, yet somehow foreboding to young Debbi Blackwell. The bed seemed much too large for her and the heating in the building was terrible. One of the men she now lived with had given her a pair of men's pajamas. The fabric scratched against her already hard nipples to remind her she was horny. The men had taken turns using her in any sexual manner they pleased, in return for her meals and a place to sleep. The very first night with them she had lost her virginity.
The leader of the band of vagrants who owned the small house was named Rex. And he was king. Rex had been the first to take what Debbi had so steadfastly guarded from her boyfriend Ken back in her home town of Kiler, Kansas. Debbi had always felt she was saving herself for marriage. But now that she lived on the streets, she had to abide by a whole new set of rules.
Rex lusted after Debbi, so it seemed natural that he should take her body and bend it to his will. A tremor of fright had caught in her throat and she had stifled a scream as his rock-hard cock had ripped open the slippery barrier and then filled her cunt to bursting. The satiny and undisturbed folds were rocked awake after lying dormant for eighteen years. The prick tore up her honeyed
pussy, but it also made an electrical impulse jolt her body. Pleasure coursed on a direct path from pussy to brain.
Rex had been considerate. Rex went gently, perhaps because he knew he was large and she was a frightened virgin. He humped her in an easy motion, allowing time to draw her sweet saliva from her mouth and suck on a beckoning nipple. He was gentle with his weight also. His massive frame was skillfully balanced on elbows and knees as he moved above her. The feel of his cock as it tugged her slippery cunt walls was all sensation. Her virgin's blood made the passage easier.
And as his prick had made a final lunge and Rex held perfectly still, Debbi could feel the throbbing as he roared in orgasm. Debbi imagined his hot sperm burning into her womb and she climaxed. Her hungry flesh shook in her first fuck-induced orgasm and it had been good. But that had been a month ago.
Debbi idly fingered her erected clitoris through her pajama bottoms. Her other hand cupped both tits and played over her hardened nipples. The fingers felt her warm moisture coming from deep inside her body as her diddling got to her. Debbi had always liked to masturbate. That way she could live out the fantasy of the moment before heaving in a violent climax. The male lover would be gentle and talk of love as his fingers roamed into the hot pudding of her vibrant cunt. Her brown-haired muff would be soaked with her own outpourings and her lover's hot saliva.
As Debbi began to heave and moan, she moved her hands to scratch at her crotch. She knew the one pledge she wanted to hear most. She wanted her man to tell her that he would take care of her. To completely surrender herself to another human
being seemed romantic to the wandering girl. Both her parents had died when she was sixteen, and when she became of age she left her guardians with only one hundred sixty dollars. That money had gone fast and she had become a daughter of the streets to support herself.
The life on the streets was okay in the warmer months. One could panhandle or steal to survive. And there were plenty of places for a girl to sleep where no males would get at her to violate her. And if money was needed fast there was always a slew of horny men who would pay twenty dollars to have a young girl suck them off. And dealing weed around the universities brought in a little profit.