4 comments/ 29660 views/ 1 favorites Goodbye, Jerilee By: tracewrites 10th June 11 Chapter 1 Jerilee rode around London for four hours that day. It was 1976, the hottest summer in Jerilee's life. That day was extra hot and the bus was stuffy. Jerilee decided that she would strip down to wearing just her dress. Yes, she was heading for another serious condition. She liked the thought of exposing herself. It hadn't got as far as exposing herself fully, but on the top deck of the bus she would subtly take items of clothes off. That afternoon she felt extra daring. She took off her knickers very subtly. There was someone sitting behind her, but she couldn't tell if it was a woman or a man. They were reading a newspaper so she assumed it was a guy. This aroused her so much that she couldn't control her hand going under her dress. When her fingers found the spot she climaxed straight away. The shock of this happening was overwhelming, but when she heard a voice ask her whether she was all right she nearly hit the roof. "You OK there?" A deep voice asked. She composed herself before she turned and looked. Taking a deep breath she turned her head and took a quick look. She gasped because the guy sitting behind her was absolutely gorgeous. She hoped he would ignore her. Not a chance. "You OK ma'am?" He asked again. This time she had to respond. "Yes thanks." Jerilee said more as a squeak. The guy took this as a conversation starter and came up to the seat next to her. He sat in the seat on the next row. She nervously smiled at him and tidied her bits up. "Sorry. I'm a messy traveler." Jerilee giggled. "So am I. I dump my newspaper anywhere I go." The gorgeous guy said. He had the most beautiful smile. She felt herself melt, more from the warmth of him than from the boiling hot weather. There was silence between them for a few minutes. She could see him trying not to look her up and down, but he just couldn't help himself. She couldn't help herself feeling the excitement this caused her. "So no school today?" Jerilee heard the question, but it sounded so far away. She turned and looked at him. "So I look that young do I?" She asked as she sucked on her nail pouting at him. "Yes, you sure do." The guy said. Jerilee saw a twinkle in his eye. "Actually, I'm just eighteen." Jerilee put him straight. Instantly, Jerilee felt herself ache down below and she shifted in her seat. This made her dress catch on the material of the seat and accidentally or on purpose she exposed herself. The guy let out a low whistle. Jerilee stopped in her tracks and looked at him. Their eyes locked and that was the beginning of a long and dangerous ride. "Fuck that!" The guy hissed. Jerilee didn't know if she should run or stay. She didn't say anything. She couldn't, she was too nervous and besides she was too sexually excited to speak. So she tried to relax and sat back looking out of the window. She could tell there was movement, but she didn't dare look around to see. Subtly, her hands tried to straighten her dress out, but she felt a warm hand stop her. Instead of her dress being pulled down she felt it being pulled up. Jerilee heard him gasp and that was the moment she turned to look at him. "Sorry!" Jerilee whispered. "No, I'm sorry." The guy said. He was having trouble breathing. "I'm sorry for what I'm about to do to you." He said very quietly. He glanced around the bus to see if there was anyone else on the top deck. There wasn't and that was when he bent down and gave her a kiss that she wouldn't forget. It lasted a few minutes and Jerilee's hips buckled with every tongue thrust he made. Jerilee poured with cum that she never experienced in her life before. The guy sat up and wiped his unshaven chin. It was so wet with Jerilee's juices that he had to lick his lips several times. "Yep, you're young all right. You taste like fucking heaven!" He hissed at her as if he was cross with her. "Sit up bad girl before I ram my fingers up you!" Jerilee couldn't move, she was still panting. She had to catch her breath. Her heart was pounding and it was worrying her. Eventually she caught her breath, but she had forgotten that he had ask her to sit up or else. Before she knew what was happening she was trying to suppress a yelp. She felt her clitoris being heavily rubbed. The guy's hand was up Jerilee's dress. "There! You like that, don't you, you naughty little girl!" The guy rammed a finger right up her tight hole. It hurt, but she enjoyed it. The finger fuck she was getting was out of this world. Her bum was being bumped off the seat with the bus moving from side to side, but she didn't have the energy to put herself back up. Instead she whimpered and grinded her hips on the guy's hand. After she climaxed all over his fat fingers she sat back up on her seat and tried to composed herself. "Sorry about that!" He said as he moved away from her. Fear rose within him. Perhaps she was the type to report him. He hadn't thought of the consequences after. The wave of desire was too strong. "Sorry about what? I asked for it didn't I?" She asked. The shame of letting this happen started to build within her. She loved the feeling that she could have this effect on men, but she could see herself getting addicted to doing this kind of thing. "So you're not gonna report me then?" The guy asked. Jerilee started chuckling, but stopped when she saw that the guy wasn't smiling. "No, course not. Why would I?" She asked nervously. "Good! I want you again!" He hissed at her. She saw the hunger in his eyes. "Cool." That was the only thing that came out of her mouth. "Meet me Saturday in Regent's Park, by the zoo gates. I know a place where we can hide. Say one thirty?" He said looking straight in her eyes. Those eyes began to scare her because they meant business. Goodbye, Jerilee Ch. 02 It was another stinking hot day and Jerilee was dressed accordingly. After everyone had left for work that morning she dressed herself in her new outfit that she had gone out and bought especially for this day. Putting on the belt skirt as they were called because they covered nothing she saw herself in the full-length mirror and it certainly didn't cover her upper thighs. She felt the red hot heat rise within. Standing up straight she knew she had to pull the skirt further down her waist to keep her dignity. Her thong would cover and protect her. Yes, that was the answer. Her top fitted her nicely. Her breasts bulged out of her tightly fitted bra. She knew she looked the part. She left the house and went on her long journey to Regent's Park. Taking the tube would be much quicker. Anticipation was her main feeling as the tube shook her from side to side. Jumping on the bus she rushed straight up to the top deck. Sensing that people might be looking at her she enjoyed the daring feeling. She sat down and tried to catch her breath. She arrived at the zoo gates slightly before the arranged time, but so had he. He was wearing a suit this time and looked so smart and extremely handsome that she had this urge to run, but she couldn't because he had clocked her and walked towards her slowly as he looked her up and down. He was licking his lips subtly. "Hi." He greeted her very casually. It was as if they knew each other well. This made her more nervous. "Hi." She replied very quietly with a smile on her face. She glanced at him shyly. "Do you like the zoo?" He asked in a Jamaican accent. This didn't go unnoticed by Jerilee and she nearly collapsed there on the spot. This didn't go unnoticed by him either, her reaction. "Do you?" He asked again. He put his hand under her arm to steady her. "Yes." She replied very quietly, Her voice was very weak. It was her overwhelming desire that made her talk so huskily. "Good. Let's go and see some animals then." He said. His hand left her arm for a moment while he patted her bear buttocks and his finger followed her anal hole. She stumbled, but he caught her before she fell. They were in the zoo park. Not many other people were there that day so this meant Jerilee and her dangerous date had plenty of hiding spots. Jerilee loved animals, but she forgot about them really. She was so overwhelmed by her companion, she only saw him. "Do you want an ice cream before we go any further?" He asked as he grabbed her closer to him. "Yes please." She replied like a child answering her dad. He looked old enough to be her dad. He bought two ice creams. One for her and one for him. Though, he had no intention on eating his. As soon as they found a secluded spot he pinned her against the hard brick wall with his heavy body and smear his ice cream up her love hole. He pulled her thong off roughly making her groan with pain and then he rammed the ice cream up her. She could hardly keep standing, but she had to. There wasn't anywhere to sit. "Stand up girl!" He ordered her and gave her slap on the thigh before diving in on her with her rough bearded mouth. He licked her so hard that she climaxed within seconds, but he didn't stop until he had licked away all the ice cream away. She came the second time. Finally they found somewhere to sit. She was out of breath and she cradled her like a child. Passer-bys tried not to look, they knew what they were up to because her skirt was too short for her to be his daughter. They were alone again. He kept hold of her around her waist while he rubbed her forehead. "Tell me about Jerilee." He said softly while he kissed her hair. She looked up at him in surprise. "What do you want to know?" She asked sitting up straight. "Why do you make me wild with desire? I don't behave like this normally." He told her. "Sorry." That was the only thing Jerilee could think of what to say. "Don't be sorry, you bad girl!" He said into her ear as his hand reached under her red top and squeezed her nipple. She yelped out in pain and buried her face in his chest. He liked the effect he had on her and right at that moment he wanted to take her home and fuck her brains out. He didn't know if she would up for this. She had been pretty daring so far, but he assumed that was because they had been in public places. Would she come to his place? Jerilee could suddenly feel his heart and she sat up and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She wondered how old he was. He certainly wasn't young. What if he was about to have a heart attack? She didn't even know his name. "What's up?" He asked quietly. "Oh nothing." Jerilee smiled feebly. "Yeah, there is. I can see there's something troubling you." He began to be forceful. "I don't know your name." She said nervously. "Dez, I'm Dez. Nice to meet you." He held his hand out. She giggled and playfully shook it. "Ask me anything you want." Dez said as he sat back and relaxed. "Why was your heart beating fast?" Jerilee asked. "You want a straight answer?" Dez ask without smiling. "Course!" Jerilee said still chuckling. "I was dreaming of fucking your brains out." Dez said as he watched her reaction. He thought he saw clench up with desire, but he couldn't be sure. "I thought you had been doing that already." Jerilee said as she felt herself get aroused all over again. She had her head down and didn't expect him to grab her around her waist and pulled her towards him. She flopped on to him and he whispered in her ear. "I want my big fat dick deep inside that tight hole." He said. Jerilee stayed as still as she could. There was nothing she could say to that, but her body was saying yes yes yes. "Would you like that?" She heard him ask her. All she could do was nod her head implying she wanted nothing more. They both sat there with their own thoughts for ages. His hand played with her behind subtly. She nearly climaxed, but each time she reached the point he pulled his hand away. She came anyway, she couldn't help herself. Burying her face in her hands Dez thought she was cry. He was right. "What? What's wrong?" He asked in a panic. She looked up quickly and smiled sheepishly. Hearing the worry in his voice didn't seem right. "I'm OK. I'm not used to having so many..." Her voice trailed. She felt so embarrassed saying the word. She saw his face relaxed. "So many orgasms?" He said the word for her. He chuckled. Laughing, she bent her head down. "You haven't had anything yet, believe me!" He said as he reverted back to being dangerous. This made Jerilee looked up and stopped laughing. Only a faint smile was showing. "Huh?" She asked quietly. "How do you feel about coming to my house?" He asked softly. The look upon her face told him that she wasn't expecting this. She sat up and looked away. He thought he had blown it. "Aren't you married or involved with someone?" She asked quietly. She never imagined she would get this far with a stranger she met on a bus. Thinking it was only going to be a few dangerous meetings. "Nope! I've just divorced my wife after twenty five years. I'm single. Ready for a new chapter in my and boy, do I want this chapter to open up?" He said with a devil of a chuckle. This made Jerilee nervous inside and she didn't know what to do. Should she run? "Me?" That was the only thing she could say. "Why not?" He asked as he pulled her bum closer to him. The skirt she wore wasn't covering any of her bottom half. "So how about you come tomorrow for supper? I'll cook you a nice meal and see if we're comfy with one another." He was deadly seriously. "OK." Jerilee heard herself say. Everything was going through her mind from fear to excitement. She didn't know whether she was ready for this, but she knew she wanted to find out. "Good girl!" He said as he nuzzled her ear making her go completely floppy on top of him. This was when she felt his big tool in his trousers. "Ouch! Be careful girl! That hurt. I've been so good at holding back that it's beginning to hurt now." He sounded angry with her as he said this. "Oh sorry, so sorry. I didn't mean to...." She couldn't finish the sentence. "Didn't mean what girl? To make me this hard?" He chuckled as he pinched her bum. "No, I mean I didn't mean to knock you." Jerilee said as she was careful where she leaned on him. "I want this cock up you right now, but I'm scared you might scream. It'll rip you apart and I want you in my house before I make you scream." He was whispering all this in her ear and her stomach was doing things that it had never done before. She couldn't talk even if she wanted to. "So what time will you come to me tomorrow?" He asked as he sat back. He waited for her response. "You say, I'll be there." Jerilee said not believing she was saying it. "Five o'clock? I could come and get you if you want? In fact, I could take you home now. You can't walk the streets in that outfit." He said not joking. "Oh no, you're all right. I'll just pull it down a bit" She said missing the seriousness in his voice. She began to rearrange her skirt, but she was stopped. "No I said. I'll take you to your road. I won't see your address if you don't want me to, but you're not walking around like that!" Dez told her as if he was speaking to his daughter. Jerilee didn't know where to put herself. She had the urge to burst out laughing, but she didn't dare to. When she spoke it was more like a squeak. "OK." And that was all she said before she began to follow him. Though, he made her walk in front of him so she wasn't exposing anything she shouldn't. He lightly held her arm while they walked out of the zoo gates. They hadn't taken much interest of the poor animals that day and Jerilee felt guilt as they walked down the main road. "My car is just down here, not far." He said. Now his hand was around her waist. There weren't many people about. He hurried her up. Jerilee couldn't believe her eyes. His car wasn't any old car. This guy had money. This guy had a good job. "Wow! Nice car!" She said forgetting herself for a moment. "Thanks! Get in!" He ordered her as he held the door open. She climbed in all ladylike. The seats were made of real leather and her bare behind felt the smoothness of it. He slammed the door and this was when Jerilee felt truly trapped. He got into the drivers seat and off he took her. Jerilee's head was spinning as he drove the car with speed and grace. Goodbye, Jerilee Ch. 03 Jerilee made her own way to Dez's house. She told him that she didn't want him to pick her up. Not feeling very good about this whole situation, but wanting it more than she cared to admit. Eventually she managed to get herself ready and went and told her parents that she wouldn't be back that night. "Why? Who are you staying with?" Her father asked her as she came into the living room looking so attractive that he could hardly glance her way. He had seen a big change in her in the last few months and he felt sad because he knew he was losing her to the big bad world out there. "I'll be staying at Sally's for a night." She lied. She had asked Sally to lie if either of her parents rang her. Sally just told her to be careful. She didn't agree with Jerilee doing dangerous things like this, but Jerilee was a law onto herself at times. "Be careful then." Jerilee heard her mum say as she was thinking of other things. "I will mum. Promise! See you both tomorrow." Jerilee kissed both parents and fled from the house. That was three hours ago. It was six o'clock when she finally rang the doorbell of Dez's grand looking house in a posh part of Peckham. She found the place easily enough, but she didn't want to seem too eager. Though, this gesture wasn't appreciated by Dez. When he opened the door he looked very upset. "Hi." Jerilee said as she smiled happy to see him again. He didn't reply to her. He just held the door open to let her pass. She did so feeling very uneasy that he seemed to be angry with her. She didn't like that at all. He slammed the door and walked towards her with a mean expression upon his handsome face. "Hi." Jerilee said again hoping it was just because he hadn't heard her the first time, but that wasn't the case at all. Her heart was beating faster with every step he took towards her. He was right up close now and pressed himself up against her. Jerilee giggled nervously, but she wasn't finding this very funny. She tried moving away, but he grabbed hold of her arms and held them above her head. "I thought you weren't coming!" Dez hissed in her face. Her legs were forced apart by one of his knees and he started rubbing her groin with it. She went weak and allowed whatever was going to happen to take place. He then suddenly let go of her and she slid to the floor. Gently, he bent down and picked her up and carried her into the living room. It was more like a lounge of a big mansion. Going to one of the many sofas Dez flung Jerilee on to the biggest one. She felt as if he had dropped her from a big height, but it was just a few feet. Her tight dress had risen up exposing her tight tiny thong she wore. He looked at her as he rubbed his face. Stressed and extremely horny he wanted to rip her apart. Jerilee stayed where she was. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next. The bulge in his loose trousers told her that she could be in for some pain one way or another. Crouching down her thong was ripped off her. It caused her to yell out in pain. The material caught her clitoris which was already sore. He put the thong to his mouth and started licking it. This caused Jerilee to whither in desire she never knew existed. "You taste so good that I could live off your cunt!" He hissed in her face. He dropped the material and his fingers dived into her tight swollen hole. Again, she couldn't help giving little yelps as he pushed harder with each shove. "You like pain?" He asked. All she could do was nod her head. "You little perv! How many fingers do you think I have up you?" This time he needed her to talk, but she couldn't and so she held two fingers up. "No, say words." He ordered her angrily. "Two." She answered him through tears of agony. "Clever girl!" Though two fingers is not enough to stretch you for my massive cock." He told her as her pushed hard up her. She climaxed all over his hand at that moment. He felt her clench her muscles. She wanted him to stay up her until she had finished pouring her cum out. Her hips couldn't keep still. She lay limp on the sofa out of breath. She couldn't move she was so tired. "You're highly sexed aren't you girl?" He said as he caressed her. She melted under his touch. It was as if he had cast a spell on her. He got up and left her for a while. She immediately dozed off forgetting where she was. He went and sorted the dinner out. He hoped she was able to eat. It must have been an hour that he had left her to sleep. She woke up to the sound of music. Bobby Womack was singing his latest tune. She loved it and had bought the album only last week. Still in a sleepy state she had thought she was at home lying on her bed listening to sweet sounds. Though, with a tall shadow standing above her she soon realized where she was. "Hi sleepy head. Had a good nap?" Dez crouched down and kissed her hard on the lips. She responded and that was the first kiss they had. Jerilee thought she had gone to heaven and back. They kissed for at least five minute. She was a good kisser he found out. Jerilee found herself wanting to start kissing somewhere else though and this shocked her. Sitting up she looked up at him and slowly with her hands she tugged at his linen trousers and pulled them down. Dez couldn't believe his luck. Was she really going to kiss him there? "Ooooh, that's it girl! Do your stuff. Fuck!" He hissed as he held her head lightly. She didn't need any encouragement. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked the tip as if she was sucking an ice lolly. He just could not believe what he was feeling. He came minutes later and most of it she swallowed. He saw that she seemed to enjoy the taste. He couldn't stand up a minute later. She had zapped everything out of him. He sat down beside her. "Where the fuck did you learn to be that good at doing that?" He asked her as he caught his breath. "Huh? That was my first time. I don't sleep around and I certainly haven't done that before." She said softly looking down and feeling ashamed that he thought that of her. He saw the hurt she felt. "I believe you, but fuck, you're what? Eighteen?" He asked knowing she was. She nodded. "So what else haven't you done?" He asked expecting her to say that she had done everything else. "What do you mean?" She asked softly. She picked at her nails just for something to do. "Surely you've had proper sex?" He asked, again expecting her to say yes she had. "Nope! I'm a virgin. I've had fingers up me. I mean I've had boyfriends, but once they started wanting full on sex I dumped them." Jerilee said. She knew he was going to find this hard to believe and she couldn't stop herself from giggling. This must have looked like she was messing with him, but luckily he saw she was giggling through nerves. "But why?" He asked. "Because none of them I really wanted. The first time has to be special." Her voice trailed off. She knew she was opening herself up to a load of questions and she knew what the first one would be, but it seemed that he was lost for words for a few minutes. His mood was forever changing from where Jerilee was sitting. It kept her on her toes though. "So why are you here with me then?" He wasn't going to make it easy for her he just decided. "What do you mean?" She asked. She knew what he was getting at, but she wasn't going to make it easy for him either. "Am I just one of your boys that you don't want to have full on sex with?" He said this in a way that he knew might make her giggle and she did just that. Though, he wasn't finding it funny. That was when he turned to her and rammed two fingers up her making her cry out. "So is this all you're going to allow me to do to you girl? Huh?" He hissed in her face as she was squirming around him. He thought he saw her shake her head implying no, but he couldn't be sure. He needed to hear her say something. "I need to hear words girl!" He demanded as he pushed harder into her. "No, I want all of you!" She said as she tried to speak in between groans and yelps. "Really?" He asked not believing she had said this. "Yes!" She hissed back at him and she came again. She clamped his hand between her legs until she had finish climaxing. She sat there panting realizing what she had just said. He carried on kissing and stroking her until she had calmed down. She loved his smell as she sat there. Her hand was rubbing his thigh very gently. He jumped up and pulled her into a standing position. He had forgotten she was extremely weak. She nearly stumbled, but he caught her in time. She had to lean on him. "Well, I want to be the special man!" He whispered as he held her tightly to him. He massaged her bare bum roughly. She desired him so much now that however worn out she felt one touch from him made her come alive. "Let's go upstairs so that I can make you mine." He led the way while fear ripped through her. Goodbye, Jerilee Ch. 04 Goodbye, Jerilee By Tracey Thomas 10th June 11 Chapter 4 Jerilee lie withering on Dez's bed as he grinded his hips. She screamed the place down the first time he managed to fit himself inside her tight hole. It took some doing, but once she was wet he got in there. He took his time in ejaculating so he was inside her for about twenty minutes. She lost count of how many climaxes she had, but when he came she could feel his warm cum flow through her. That was when she realized the condom had split. That soon slipped her mind because she fell asleep she was worn out. She woke up a few hours later. By herself, in a big double bed. She hadn't forgotten where she was. She opened her eyes slowly. It was dark. The curtains were still drawn and it was fair dark. Trying to move she found she had lots of aches and pain. She lay there for a few seconds and then she made herself get up. She was wrecked, but it was a nice feeling somehow. All of a sudden she was aware that she could hear voices coming from downstairs. Dez must have friends here. She began to panic. Finding her dress on the floor she quickly dressed herself. The dress barely covered her and she began to panic even more. She looked around for something else to wear. There was a white robe hanging on the back of the door. She quickly put that on, but before she managed to wrap it around herself the bedroom door swung open. "Hi," Dez said smiling. He came towards her. "How you're doing?" "Fine." She said softly. "Come downstairs and meet some mates." He said as he held her in his arms and caressed her boob and kissed her neck. She tensed at the thought of meeting his friends. She leaned against him. Her head rested on his shoulder. "Let me tie this up first." Jerilee giggled as she felt Dez caressed her sore nipple. The giggling stopped as he squeezed it hard. She gasped in pain. "Sorry." He said and stepped back and tied the robe up. "I need to brush my hair and wash my face." She said. She needed five minutes to make her presentable. Nerves were getting the better of her. She began to realize this man wasn't just after some sexy moments, he was at her any minute he could get. And now he was inviting her to meet his mates. "OK. Don't be long." He told her as he backed away from her and went out of the room. She smiled at him. Though she wasn't smiling inside. Fear took hold of her and she just wanted to run. She was upstairs, there wasn't any way she could escape. Going to wash her face she found the bathroom and locked the door. Eventually she calmed her nerves and got herself together. She promised that she would never do this again. Opening the door she listened to the sounds that were coming from downstairs. She was painfully aware that there were no female voices. Just male deep tones. Hovering on the landing she made herself go down the stairs very quietly. An idea was forming in her mind. Perhaps she could slip out of the front door without them noticing her. Suddenly this was all she wanted to do. So, one by one, she tiptoed down, but it became impossible because each stair creaked with every step she there. "Arh, there you are!" Dez said as he crept up on her. Jerilee nearly tripped over, but he caught her just in time. He grabbed her around her waist and carried her down the last few steps. "Whoopsi! Careful there!" He held her to him as he guided her towards where the voices were coming from. This wasn't what she wanted to happen. She wanted just to say her goodbyes and leave them to it. "Come and meet people. Here we are! Everyone, this is Jerilee." Dez was showing her off as if she was his prize possession and she felt extremely awkward. "Hi!" That was all she could say. A load of "Hi's" came back at her, but also she saw a load of eyes popping out of heads as three or four men stood in the living room gawking at her. "What would you like to drink love?" Dez asked as he continued holding her around the waist. "Could I just have cold water please?" Jerilee said quietly. "Sure you can. Sit down!" Dez said as he made room for her on the luxury sofas. One of many in the room. Jerilee did so. Her whole body was aching from head to toe. She couldn't sit comfortably though because her dress barely covered her and no guy in the room didn't unnoticed this fact. "Here we go! Nice glass of cold water for you with ice." Dez sat down beside her. At least this gave her some privacy from eyes seeing what she didn't have on. Everyone chatted around her and she wasn't taking anything in. She just felt out of place. What had she got herself into she didn't know. All she did know is that she could end up being fucked again, but not only by Dez this time, but by one or more of his mates. As soon as she admitted this to herself she immediately felt her body react to the thought. This made her relax and Dez didn't miss that she had snuggled nearer to him and he in return held her tighter. "So how do you feel?" Dez whispered in her ear. She fell on to him. "Fine!" She whispered back shyly. He kissed her ear. She felt his fingers caress her thigh. Levi had been watching and he was getting hot under the collar with excitement. "Excuse me! Can I sit down?" Jerilee looked up and immediately nudged up to Dez to make room for this other gorgeous guy to sit down. "Hi." The guy said to Jerilee smiling from ear to ear. She thought she heard an American accent, but wasn't quite sure. Her mind was so full of other stuff she couldn't concentrate on anything. Dez's hand was now on Jerilee's bum and the guy next to them was fully aware of what was happening. In fact, she could sense they were communicating behind her head. She tried her best to focus on other things, but it was just impossible. Then she was suddenly aware that another hand had slipped through between her legs. She knew dam well that it couldn't have been Dez's other hand. The fun was just beginning and fear rose within her. She knew she should just get up and go. That was exactly what she did do. Abruptly she stood. "Look, I think it's about time I leave you guys to it. My parents will be w------" There came no more words from Jerilee's mouth. She couldn't speak because hands were molesting her bare backside. She tried getting away, but she felt herself being pulled down on to the sofa. "No, please, I'm so." Everyone else in the room turned to see what was happening and their eyes never left the scene they were witnessing. A sight any group of men would find thrilling to watch. Jerilee tried her best to convince them that this wasn't what she should be doing, but her body was telling them that she was up for everything and anything. Dez's mouth was covering Jerilee's hairless mound and they assumed his tongue was firmly inside her. The American guy's mouth was sucking her nipple. Jerilee withered away like a worm. Squealing and crying at the same time. She came a thousands times over. She was then fucked very roughly by Dez while Wayne held her down. Jerilee couldn't believe how nasty this was getting, but at the same time she was enjoying the nastiness. She struggled and kicked in between whimpering and squealing. And then the shocking thing started to happen. She was slapped hard across the face. She giggled at first, but when it happened again, harder this time, she opened her eyes and stopped laughing. "There! Be a good girl!" Dez told her sternly with menace in his eyes. "Huh?" Jerilee asked. "Be a good girl!" He repeated again as he pumped deeper inside her. She screamed out in sheer agony. That was when she realized she was being properly dominated. Fear rose within her and she tried doing exactly what she was asked to do. She stayed quiet apart from the moans and groans that came with the fucking that she was getting. Dez came up her yet again and again the thought that he had no protection. What was she doing? She asked herself as she laid there trying to catch her breath. She felt hands caress her. She knew she had to get her wits about her and get out of there as soon as she could. She opened her eyes and saw the American guy looking down on her with an expression she told her that she was about to be pounded again if she was careful. "I need a drink of water." She said sitting up and was about to get into a standing position when she was firmly held down. The American guy held her shoulders and started kissing her neck. "Please!" She whined as she shoved the guy away. "Hey madam! I decide when you get your water." He hissed in her face. "Huh?" Jerilee turned her head sharply. She started to feel anger now. "I need water!" She showed her anger, but she soon regretted it. Her face was slapped and she fell backwards. The American guy caught her before she smashed her head. "There! That was silly wasn't it?" Dez said as he knelt down and cuddled her. "I need water! Let me get a glass of water." She said and that time she managed to free herself and escape into the kitchen. Jerilee managed to get into the kitchen. Though that wasn't easy. The other guys in the room were joining in with the fun. She was being prevented from going to the kitchen. They were stepping in her way. Hands were touching her as she passed. It couldn't be more daunting a situation if it tried. Finally there she found a glass and gulped down a pint of water. She stood by the sink completely out of breath. She couldn't even think straight, but she knew she had to get out. She was in no fit state to go anywhere though. Her dress barely covered her, no underwear on, she wasn't going nowhere soon. Jerilee heard someone creep up behind her and she jumped out of her skin turning on the spot. It was Dez. He had got dressed and looked his old handsome self. Jerilee felt fear as he strolled towards her. Goodbye, Jerilee Ch. 05 Goodbye, Jerilee By Tracey Thomas 10th June 11 Chapter 5 Dez didn't let Jerilee out of his sight. He knew she must be wanting to get away from him by now, but for some reason he wanted to keep her there. He didn't know why, he just wasn't going to make it easy for her to go. "I need to go home Dez." Jerilee said softly as he buried his face in her neck while he caressed her very sore behind. "Why do you need to go home little girl?" He mumbled into her soft skin. He held her tightly. "My parents will be frantic. They'll be putting out a search by now." She could see her dad ringing all her friends. Her mum sitting crying. Jerilee tried wriggling out of his grip, but the more she tried the tighter he held her. "Did you give them this address?" He asked as he slapped her bum. She yelled out falling against her. Tears filled her eyes as she felt his fingers fill her pussy lips. "Well. Did you?" He asked. "No!" She snapped. She didn't mean to snap, but anger was filling her even though she could feel herself getting aroused yet again. "Good girl! Because that wouldn't do would it?" He asked and pulled his fingers out making her scream out. She started struggling, but that only gets her a slap across the face. He lets her falls at his feet and listens to her sobbing. Someone is standing in the doorway and he turns to see his best mate looking on at what is happening. "Get up girl! Go up and have a hot bath. There's clean towels." Dez tells her as he helps her to stand up. The mate comes and helps. They both decide to carry her upstairs. Very weak and crying she allows herself to be led to where they directed her. Dez leaves her to get herself cleaned up. She sits there on the bed confused and very tired. No way of escaping she resigns herself to staying there. Hopefully she will get to ring her parents to let them know she was safe. Safe wasn't the right word at all. She went downstairs. A nice shower and a fury white robe she sat down. Dez went and made her a hot coffee with two sugars. Feeling very weak the sugar would make her right. "Are you hungry?" Dez asked her as he passed her the cup. She nodded, everyone had gone quiet since she had come back in the room. All eyes were on her after seeing what a sex object she could be. She was just beginning to see what affect she was having. "Shall we all go out for a nice meal tonight?" Dez asked. Everyone jumped at the idea. Jerilee raised her hand like a schoolgirl. "I don't have anything proper to wear." This made everyone in the room roar with laughter. "If I had my way darling you wouldn't wear clothes again. You're much too beautiful to keep that body hidden." This was said by some guy who was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. Everyone else agreed with him and implied she should untie the robe. "I'll go and buy you some clothes. What size are you?" Dez told her. Jerilee couldn't believe what she was hearing as he slowly untied the robe so that she was sitting there looking so beautiful. The others behind him had to catch their breath. "I think you're a size 8. What do you think guys?" Dez asked as he rammed a finger up Jerilee make her scream and arch her back. The big robe fell off her and she was exposed. They stood in silence as she was made to squirm around. She tried getting away from the pumping she was getting, but this was impossible. "There, you like that don't you hunni?" Dez said over her loud whimpering. He began to rub her sore clitoris and this was when she nearly fainted. Slowly she flopped accidently on to the guy next to her on the sofa. "Nooooo please!" Jerilee pleaded as she withered away with another orgasm that was taking hold of her. How could she orgasm when there was so much pain. "That a girl. Come all over my hand. You never stop do ya girl? Ooooh, you're gripping me now, see that guys? She's gripping me, but she's saying no. wouldn't you like your cock up there?" Dez asked. "You fucking bet!" One guy said. Jerilee finished climaxing and tried saying something, but she couldn't form a sentence. She was acting as if she was on drugs. Becoming a bit dilierious she started acting strange. The guy next to her didn't like this and said to give her a break for a while. Dez didn't like being told what to do and stood up and stormed off. Jerilee eventually calmed down. The American guy kept a close eye on her because he didn't think she was going to recover from this ordeal easily. "I can't go home like this!" She said in a whiney voice. She turned to face the guy next to her. Her eyes were closed. Her face was crunched up in agony. Tears rolled down her hot cheeks. "I can't stay here either." She said crying softly. "No, don't worry, I'll figure something out. I'm Nate by the way." He introduced himself casually. Jerilee opened her eyes slowly and looked at who she was talking to. Her vision was blurred with the tears and the agony she was feeling. All she could think to say was thanks. "My car is just up the road. Do you know where your clothes are?" Nate asked as he sprung into action. He stood up. "They're upstairs." Jerilee said feebly. "I'll go and look." He said looking around him as if he was expecting them to just appear there in front of him. "I'll come." Jerilee said as she started to move. "No way!" He said lightly touching her shoulder. She didn't flinch. "You stay there. You have no energy. Save your energy to walk to the car." Nate told her. She did as she was told as sat back. But then a dreadful feeling came over her. At first she tried to ignore the feeling. She had this sudden desire to stay put. Dez had got into her head and she realized she couldn't be without him. How was she going to explain this to this kind man who was trying to look after her? Bowing her head she heard Nate go out the room. Someone else must have been listening in as well because Dez walk in just as Nate left. "Where is he off to?" Dez asked accusingly. Jerilee looked up quickly and looked away again. She tried talking, but no words came out. She wanted to talk. His presence was making her nervous. Her dressing gown was falling off her shoulders, but she made no attempt to cover herself. She looked up again and he could see that she wanted him. Relief filled him and he came and sat next to her. They were both nervous of each other. Nate came back down with what looked like Jerilee's clothes in his hands. One look at the both of them told him all he needed to know. He dumped her clothes next to her. "I'll be off then." Nate said softly. He felt tired all of a sudden. It hadn't been nice seeing this innocent girl get fucked by a group of guys. Not that any of them had had a look in. Dez hadn't allowed anyone. How sickening he felt that he had come alone. Just a few minutes ago he was feeling sorry for her and wanted to be her knight in shining amour. Now as he looked at the young girl sitting on the sofa with her dressing gown undone it looked like she was going to be fucked all over again. She looked as if she wanted it too by the look she gave Dez she wanted it. Nate decided that he didn't want to be a part of the dreadful situation. Dez's head was drifting down Jerilee's body again and it couldn't be more obvious of what was going to happen next. "Be careful Jerilee!" Nate said loudly and walked towards the lounge door. Dez's head shot up and he glared at the man. "What did you say mate?" Dez asked with a menacing tone. Everyone turned and looked. Silence filled the room. No one said a word. "I said, what did you say mate?" Dez suddenly looked scary from where Jerilee sat. Nerves got to her once again. "I just told Jerilee to be careful." Nate said as he chuckled. "Now, why would you do that?" Dez asked as he stood up walking up to him. Jerilee looked round to see if anyone was going to stop whatever was going to happen. No one was and she suddenly shot up from the sofa and went in between the two guys. "Hey! What's up?" Jerilee asked. "Go and sit down girl!" Dez ordered her. "No, please calm down." Jerilee saidu, but she was shoved roughly and fell to the floor. Everyone gasped loudly. Nate suddenly flew at Dez, but Dez was stronger than Nate. A fist landed on Nate's jaw and he staggered. He didn't fall to the floor. "There! That'll shut your mouth for a while. Who invited you here anyway?" Dez asked. Everyone knew at this point that Dez wasn't right. Jerilee was absolutely terrified of him now and all she wanted to do was escape. There was silence in the room. Jerilee had to think of something quick. "I know him. He's a friend of a friend. Leave him alone." Jerilee's voice was shaky and she didn't sound very convincing, but Dez was convinced and jealousy caught hold of him stronger than a few minutes ago. "You what? You mean to say you gave this jerk my address?" Dez asked going towards her. It looked like he was going to hit Jerilee and Nate and a few other guys lunged towards him and held him back. "No you don't mate! Calm yourself down!" Some guy said from behind him. "Yeah, you monster! Calm yourself." Nate said in a Jamaican accent as he went to Jerilee. He saw this as her wanting him to rescue her and he had every intention of taking Jerilee away from this mess. He could hear Dez struggling against the men that were holding him back. He swore that he would find Jerilee again if she walked out of his house and this was when Jerilee knew she had had a lucky escape. Nate led her out of the front door and into the cold air. Nate wrapped his big leather overcoat around her and rushed her to his car a few streets away. They could hear Dez calling her back and sadness filled the air.