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I was slightly lost.
I knew I wasn't very lost because I was heading in the right direction according to my compass, and if I carried on I would come out of the woods onto some open grassland. I definitely wasn't on the intended bridleway; it was more like an animal track and a small animal at that.
The gloom of the woods started to brighten up and I realised I was nearing the grassland. I could hear voices in the distance, but I didn't pay much attention. Only when I could see the last of the trees in front of me, and grass beyond them, could I make out that there were two voices and hear what they were saying.
"No, Brad. It doesn't feel right," from a girl.
"But you said you wanted to," from a boy.
I reached the last sizeable tree and hid behind it. On the grass were a girl and a boy. Both had their jeans down around their knees. The girl was wearing a dark green t-shirt, which had been pulled up above her white bra, and a pair of pink panties, slightly askew as though they had been pulled up in a hurry. The boy was bare-chested, having taken off his own t-shirt, and wore a pair of blue patterned boxers, through which his erection was obvious. The girl's hair was naturally curly and appeared to have been bleached by the sun to almost blonde. The boy had long, straight, glossy brown hair and edgy good looks, and I guessed he was the local heart-throb. Both were well tanned, and looked about fourteen.
I decided to watch how things played out, and I quietly offloaded the weight of my rucksack while staying behind the tree.
"I'm not ready Brad," the girl continued protesting.
"You said that you would in front of Nick and Lisa. It's not fair to lead me on like this."
"I'm sorry," replied the girl in a fainter voice that I could barely make out.
"I thought you wanted to be my girlfriend."
"I do."
"Well boyfriends and girlfriends fuck. How can you be my girlfriend if you won't put out?"
The girl didn't reply, looking extremely miserable and avoiding the boy's challenging stare.
Suddenly the boy grabbed the waist of the girl's panties and pulled hard. The front stretched down, exposing her pale belly and hairless pussy. I could feel my cock swelling at the sight. In retrospect I realised the girl's bra was to make her seem more mature, and there was no hint of swelling to suggest breasts underneath. I had been deceived by her sturdy build. I adjusted my estimate of the girl's age to about twelve.
"No Brad! Stop!" the girl protested, and tried to wrestle the front of her panties back up to cover herself.
Brad launched himself on top of the girl, pinning down her wrists.
"I'll tell my parents," the girl protested.
"So? It's your word against mine, and Nick and Lisa will back me up."
The girl struggled to get free of the older boy, but while she wasn't succeeding she was presenting too much of a handful for Brad to have his way. Suddenly he flipped the girl onto her stomach, holding her right wrist high up her back.
"Ouch, you're hurting me."
"Stop resisting then."
Holding the right wrist in one hand, Brad managed to reach down, tug the girl's jeans down the rest of the way, and off completely. Then he tried unsuccessfully to pull her panties down.
"Lift your hips," he ordered.
"Fuck you!"
Brad gave the girl's captive arm a painful wrench, causing her to scream.
"Lift your hips or I'll do that again."
Sobbing, the girl lifted her hips off the ground, and Brad was able to pull her panties down the tanned, shapely thighs. I got a good view of her pale, shapely orbs and the cute little puckered pink rosebud nestling between them. The girl sank back to the ground and Brad removed the panties completely.
Brad flipped the sobbing girl back onto her back. The fight seemed to have gone out of her and she just lay there, legs pressed firmly together. Brad removed his jeans and boxers, exposing his hard juvenile cock with a little tuft of pubic hair at the base.
Brad grasped the girl's knees and pulled them firmly apart, revealing her cute, puffy pussy lips.
"Please Brad, I'm a virgin." One last protest.
"I'll pull out," as if that was any reassurance.
Brad knelt between the girl's legs and lowered himself onto her. He positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy and pushed hard. The girl screamed loudly, perhaps at the lack of lubrication or the tearing of her hymen.
Brad continued to push, and slowly his cock disappeared inside the girl's pussy. When he was in as far as he could get, he pulled out almost all the way then pushed in hard again, jolting the girl's body and causing her to grunt.
My own cock was rock hard and my boxers felt damp at the front so I guessed I was leaking precum. I was tempted to fish out my cock and masturbate at the sight of the rape being played out before me, but my darker side suggested a different scenario. Without stopping to give rationality a chance to intervene, I picked up my rucksack and, emerging from behind the tree, walked up to the coupling pair.
The boy was thrusting hard now and was obviously not going to last long. Neither of them noticed me until I planted my boot firmly on the boy's bobbing white buttocks.
"What the fuck?" Brad protested, and tried to pull out of the girl, but the force of my boot held him in position.
"Brad, what's happening?" the girl asked, suddenly realising that something worse than rape by Brad might be happening.
"I don't know," replied Brad, and he tried to roll off the girl.
I caught his wrist and twisted it up behind his back, the same treatment he had previously meted out to the girl. He continued to squirm so I twisted it higher, causing him to shout out in pain.
"Are you going to do as I say?" I asked, holding Brad's wrist painfully high.
"Yes, just don't hurt me," Brad whimpered.
I always carried a ball of cord with me when hiking, but it rarely got any use. Today was different. I bound the two together his right wrist to her right wrist and his left wrist to her left wrist so their arms were crossed above their heads, then his right ankle to her left ankle and vice versa. I tied them together round the waist, and then round the upper thighs. Finally I bound them round their underarms and shoulders. Remarkably Brad stayed hard even while the two were being trussed up, and was now unable to pull out.
The boy had quite a nice pair of buttocks too and in other circumstances I might have been tempted by his cute winking little rosebud, but I had other intentions.
I rolled the pair over so that the girl was now on top, with Brad's hard cock still filling her recently virgin pussy.
Kneeling beside the two, I rested my hand on the girl's smooth white buttocks, savouring the cool soft flesh. Then I raised my hand and slapped the girl hard on the buttocks, jolting her body.
"Ow!" the girl protested.
I repeated the slap, again and again. The girl's buttocks slowly turned a fetching pink colour.
"Your hurting me, please stop," the girl sobbed. Tears were streaming down her face. However Brad was getting a completely different experience, and his moans, synchronising with each slap, indicated he was getting very turned on by the experience, his balls tight against the base of his cock.
Although my arm was getting tired I continued the spanking, the girl's buttocks slowly turning bright red. She was crying profusely now.
"Oh my God," exclaimed Brad, "I'm going to cum."
"Please, not in me," begged the girl, but there was nothing Brad could do. His breathing became rapid and shallow, then his muscles tensed and he groaned as he ejaculated inside the girl.
Brad's cock shrank, but he had no choice but to stay inside the girl. The girl flinched as I rested my hand upon her hot, red orbs. I explored with my fingers, tracing round the puckered pink portal, then down her perineum to where her pussy lips were crudely forced apart. I felt the base of Brad's flaccid cock, still deeply embedded, and the crinkly flesh of his ball sack, now dangling loosely away from the base of his cock. I trailed my fingers back up to the girl's anus. It looked so small, tight, and yet irresistibly inviting.
I took off my own jeans and boxers, exposing my rock hard cock, two inches longer than Brad's and seeping precum. I had a quick rummage through my rucksack and the only thing I could find which might act as a lubricant was sunscreen. Rather ironic that I found myself in the warm sunshine coating my cock with sunscreen. Kneeling between the legs of the pair, I returned my attention to the girl and started massaging sunscreen round her anus. She suddenly realised what I intended.
"Oh God, no. Please mister, you can fuck me if you want, anything but that."
I traced circles round the anal sphincter, each time pressing a little harder. The girl tried to keep her muscles firmly clenched but eventually she tired and I managed to force an invading thumb into her most private portal. She was hot, very hot, and very tight. I managed to force in my other thumb too, then hooked her open, positioning my cock head in the gap between my thumbs. I pushed hard and the head of my cock slipped past her defeated muscles. Securely embedded, I extracted my thumbs.
The delicious sensation of hot, tight sphincter round my cock head was almost too much to bear, especially as the girl was squeezing with all her might. I pushed hard and the girl screamed as my cock invaded her private portal.
"If you hurt my girlfriend I'll kill you," threatened Brad, although in no position to do anything about it.
The girl tried to use her internal muscles to push me out as though having a bowel movement, but this just made my ingress easier and I managed to slide half my length in. My cock felt sticky; the girl hadn't been empty and it would get messy. Even though it was flaccid, I could feel Brad's embedded cock through the thin membranes separating us.
"Oh God, it hurts," groaned the girl.
I pushed hard again, and forced more of my length inside. Progress was getting harder and I would have to take things slowly so that the girl could stretch to accommodate me.
"You're killing me," sobbed the girl, "I can't take any more."
The girl again used her internal muscles to try to force me out, but this only eased my progress and I forced in another inch. Suddenly I reached a solid obstruction, and felt a sort of fluttering round my cock as the girl's muscles cramped at the volume of invading cock. I realised with dismay I still had over an inch to go, and at this rate I probably wouldn't achieve what I wanted, the sensation of tight sphincter squeezing the base of my cock.
I rested for a while, wallowing in my disappointment. Then my dark side prevailed again and I thrust hard, determined to get balls deep into the girl even if it damaged her. The girl emitted a shrill scream, then something seemed to give inside her, and my cock head found itself in a smooth, narrow passage. I guessed I had penetrated beyond the girl's rectum into her colon.
I continued to push insistently but gently, and at last I was fully embedded in the girl, my belly squashing her hot red orbs flat and my balls nestling against her perineum. Her sphincter squeezed the base of my cock deliciously tight, trapping the blood inside.
Throughout the penetration I had been close to cumming, so hot and tight was the girl's rectum. But now the blood was trapped inside my cock by the tight sphincter round its base, my cock became slightly numb and lost some of its sensitivity so I could last a while before cumming. The girl was so tight that pistoning in and out was impossible. Instead I gently rocked to and fro, my belly squashing tightly against the girl's hot red buttocks with every thrust.
Over the course of several minutes my arousal gradually rose to a peak again. To my surprise I felt Brad's cock swell too until it was fully erect, our combined volumes filling the girl's pelvic cavity almost too bursting point. My groin tensed as I passed the point of inevitability then a short period of nothing but expectation and inevitability. Suddenly a mighty throb seemed to course through my whole body, coming to a temporary halt where the girl's tight sphincter grasped the base of my cock, then bursting through and releasing a spurt of cum into the girl's colon. After what seemed like eternity, a second throb and spurt of cum followed, then a third and a fourth. Even after my orgasm was over, my cock still spasmed sporadically. I wondered if the girl's colon would derive any nourishment from my cum.
While I was recovering from my orgasm I was struck by the sudden silence and realised that Brad had been moaning in time with my thrusts. I lowered my hand and found that his cock was still hard and his balls were tight against his cock. He had been close to cumming inside the girl for a second time. I also felt wetness, but when I brought my hand back up I found that it wasn't blood or cum but pee - the girl had wet herself during my penetration of her rectum.
Although I had no desire to cum again, my cock was still hard because the girl's tight sphincter round the base was trapping the blood inside. I started to rock to and fro again and was rewarded by Brad's resumed moaning. I teased him by changing tempo, noting the change in volume and intensity of his moans. As Brad neared his orgasm I felt my own arousal start to grow again, and I realised I too would soon be able to cum again.
I continued rocking to and fro but changed the tempo to suit myself. However that didn't stop Brad reaching a second orgasm, and he groaned as her released a second batch of seed into the girl's newly deflowered pussy. Through the thin membranes I could feel Brad's cock shrinking again, but I carried on rocking to-and-fro. Shortly after, I followed with my own second orgasm, somehow my balls finding enough sperm for three spurts into the girl's colon.
Still, my cock stayed hard. I tried to pull out but the head was wedged inside the girl's colon. I started to panic slightly; I knew that oriental ascetics could evert their colons but the prospect of pulling a length of the girl's colon out of her rectum to free my cock was scary.
As I lay there on top of the girl pondering my options, I became aware of the ache in my bladder. Remembering that the girl had peed herself, I decided to release my stream inside her. I relaxed my muscles but nothing happened. I tried to force the pee out with my bladder muscles and I felt a squirt of pee surge up my cock and into the girl's colon. Rhythmically squeezing my muscles, I gradually forced out the pee, easing the ache in my bladder, and slowly the pressure in the girl's colon grew. At last there was a sort of internal pop, and the head of my cock was free.
Breathing a huge sigh of relief, I slowly pulled my cock the rest of the way out of the girl's rectum. As soon as the base was free of her sphincter, the blood was free to circulate and my cock shrank to miniscule making the remainder of the extraction easy, the head finally emerging with a 'plop'. My cock had a liberal coating of shit but to my relief I couldn't see any blood so in all likelihood the girl wasn't damaged internally, just bruised.
Using a bottle of water I had in my rucksack, I washed my cock clean as best I could, then I dried it on the girl's panties. I put my boxers and jeans back on, then loaded up my rucksack.
"Hey mister, you're not going to leave us like this, are you?" asked Brad as I started to walk away.
Brad was still tied to the girl and lying underneath her, his flaccid cock still embedded in her pussy. The girl was still sobbing. I marvelled at the quantity of tears she had produced. The girl's buttocks had faded to a deep pink, but were going to be painful to sit on for several days. The girl was managing to hold in my deposits of cum and pee. I figured that with a bit of logic and cooperation the two should be able to free themselves, but if not someone should find them eventually. And there was an obvious way they could keep each other warm.
I reached the night's campsite an hour later than I had planned because of the unscheduled stop. While treating myself to a nice hot shower in the amenity block, I felt mild regret that I hadn't learned the girl's name, even though I had used her more intimately than she was ever likely again in her life.
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