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Sunday PM, Aug 11, 2002

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Filename: desires1.txt
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Story_codes: M/F Underage Rape

Story_intro: Joe Roggers is a boring guy. He's reached a point in his life where he needs excitement. On his next road trip he'll get it, one way or another and in the end he does.


Desires, ch 1

Written by Ace


	I‘m stuck wondering the earth watching this play over and over again. I would die in two days, but I didn't know that at the time. It just started with my boss yelling across the office "Joe, we need you out in our Mission Hills division." I sighed I knew I would have to go, but I hated the idea. Road trips weren't my thing but I'd have to do it if I wanted my next promotion anytime soon. So I reluctantly said "I'll be out there tomorrow." I finished writing my current report and packed up for the day. I was an average twenty four year old male. I worked as an account supervisor in Arizona. I had no family at least none that I communicated with. As I pulled into my driveway I thought of all the things I would need to start putting together for my trip. I was a calm quiet person who had never really done anything crazy. For what ever reason I couldn't get my mind off my desires. I had never had a sexual relationship. Don't get me wrong I had relationships but I'll be honest I had never had sex with any of them. It wasn't because of looks or personality, it was just I didn't know how to get to that point. I never had learned how to get to that step. Plus I always seemed to like the younger church like girls, around the ages of fifteen to about seventeen. At any rate I needed to focus on my trip and put these desires behind me for the time being. I shuffled around my basement and found my suitcase and started putting some shirts pants and all the necessary items for the trip. When I went to bed that night I still couldn't get that desire for sex and adventure out of my head. I finally chose to do something about it, I didn't know how just yet, but I knew I needed to have some excitement in my life. With that commitment made I finally fell asleep. "GOOD MORNING ARIZONA!" Shouted the radio announcer, I rolled over and hit the snooze button on my radio. I got dressed and gathered my suitcase and car keys.  I pulled out of my garage my thoughts still on my "plan" I had wondered about how I could have any excitement on the road in a place that was so foreign for me, but I had to have it. Part of the reason I hated these trips was the long empty time you had before you got to the place that was assigned to you. Thankfully my thoughts made the trip a little shorter. I was finally at main street in Mission Hills, the most desolate town ever. But as I made my way to the small hotel I happened to notice that the local high school was just a block away from my hotel room. The possibilities started to flow into my mind. After I checked into my room I started formulating plans in my mind. By the end of the night I had one that seemed to work the best and was fairly easy to execute. I would go to my meetings in the morning and then scope out the high school. All I needed was one young teen girl who seemed desperate and of course attractive. With that simplistic plan in my head I went to sleep. I attended my meetings hoping they would only last a short while. Thankfully they did, and I was out of there in a heart beat. I pulled around back of the high school and got out of my car. I didn't really have a choice, this being a school that had around one hundred students I had to chose and chose fast. I heard a bell ring loudly and all of a sudden I was in a flood of children. As they cleared out into busses or  their parents cars I saw the one. She was in a back hallway, I stayed my distance from her. As she left the building I followed. The parking lot empty now. All except for my car as she approached it, I quickly hurried up behind her and punched her as hard as I could. I connected and she quickly collapsed just a few feet away from my car. I picked her up and threw her in my back seat. My plan was coming together and I was overwhelmed with excitement. I quickly drove to my room and helped her in and dropped her on the bed. Now I could finally look her over in great detail for the first time. She had dark brown hair that had been highlighted making it a light blonde color. Her tits were about the size of a baseball. She was wearing white tennis shoes, white shocks with a heart pattern around their rims, faded blue jeans held up by a belt that had pop can tops around its perimeter, a white tank top with a red flannel. As I stared at her just laying there on the bed I didn't know what I wanted to do first. Finally I had decided to go though her backpack and find some id. I found that her name was Stephanie Cameron and that she was sixteen years old born in april of eighty four. I didn't know why I was going through her bag looking for id but I had quickly got tired of it. I focused myself on my victim, I untied her white tennis shoes threw them to the ground exposing all of her white socks. My next move was to undue her belt, I slid it through each of its lope holes and then quickly moved on to her worn out blue jean zipper. As I unzipped her tight blue jeans I could slowly see her white cotton panties coming into view. First the elastic band then further little hearts on a white background clinging snugly to her midsection. It seemed like an eternity but in only a matter of seconds I could see all of her smooth white legs. I moved my hands up and down her legs savoring the feeling and knowing that my cock was growing huge. I took the opportunity to undress myself, and then stood by the bed observing her. She looked so erotic laying on my bed without her pants on, just her socks panties bra and shirt. I wanted this to last forever but concern that she might wake up was starting to fill my body. It only lasted for a few moments before I continued on. I loved the way she felt, so soft and smooth. I started rubbing my throbbing dick up and down her legs, dry humping them. Up one leg down the other until I had released a load of semen on her left leg. It was so sticky and hot. Just seeing it there on Stephanie's leg turned me on. But I needed more, I had to have more. So I moved up on her body and removed her bright red flannel reviling her long slim arms. Her head twitched a little but it was of no concern as I removed her white tank top. I could now see her bra, it was an ugly brown color holding in her two pert tits. I propped her up and unhooked the bra letting it slowly drop on to the sheets. They were beautiful, my hands were all over them in no time flat feeling the soft smooth curves of her body. My mouth soon  joined first kissing then sucking, tasting the two most beautiful virginal tits I had ever seen. They were so pert and there nipples started to turn hard. I had enough playing around though, I was ready to bust her open. My cock had rebounded from it's last load and had wanted to go in only one area. I quickly slid off her panties tossing them on the floor. I moved Stephanie to the center of the bed and spread both of her legs wide open. My cock was pointing right were it wanted to go, but just before I penetrated her little clit I heard a faint and weak voice say "please don‘t." I was to far along in my plan to be stopped so I ignored the simple pleas and push my prick right into her tight cunt and sure enough a loud scream came right out of her mouth. I'm sure almost everyone who was around the hotel heard it. It was a pleasure beyond explanation. As pumped in and out of her I heard her cries grow louder and louder. When I looked down tears were streaming out of her eyes. She looked so sweet, getting fucked by some man who she didn't know, and had never seen before. Having him cause so much pain, taking something that was so personal from her. But I didn't care, all of that just turned me on even more. Seeing her blood and hearing her scream was something I enjoyed. I kissed her fully on her lips, her mouth trying unsuccessfully to reject my tong. I could feel her pussy becoming easier to fuck with each trust, and I knew she had just climaxed as slimy ooze started coming out of her pussy. It was when I saw this that I let go, I couldn't hold on any more. My hot semen shot up in her. I could feel it flowing I grabbed her, hugged her tight and started rubbing her back. Then I let her go and looked at her. She was still crying and sitting in a pile of cum and blood that had accumulated on the bed. I wanted to say something but I was still horny. Very horny. It must have shown somehow because she stopped crying and a look of fear spread across her face. My dick rose once more and I could here her saying "no, please not there to" my only response to that was "I‘m sorry." then I picked her up in her flipped her over and looked at her nice round plump ass checks.  And like before I just rammed right into her. I could here her start sobbing again, and I didn't care. I pumped into her harder and harder. I grabbed both of her checks hard, and squeezed nothing could stop me, not with this much desire. I just kept ramming her letting my member glide in and out of her tight but hole. Until I had let another load go into her but. I felt complete. My life had a new meaning. I rolled off of her, and collected my thoughts.  I was planning on just dropping her off back at the high school and going back to my home. My only threat and only way of preventing anyone from knowing of this was the fear of death and love. I used both, first I threatened to kill her, then her family. I turned her love for her family into love that would prevent her from telling anyone. It was a fearful love. It probably would have would have worked, but I didn't know what was awaiting me. For when a young girl is missing, parents worry. I pulled into the parking lot opened my car door, only to hear a loud shot being fired. In my real life, I never knew what happened. It was all to quick. Now that I'm dead I am stuck wondering the earth in endless pain. I now feel what she felt. I watch the incident over and over, I feel no remorse for her, only for me. I never ask why did I do it to her, but why did I do it at all. I was shot by her father. In small towns like Mission Hills everyone has a gun. There is no law to speak of, and when his little girl went missing he went searching. He didn't need an explanation. He saw his little girl in tears sitting in a car with a strange man. He needed no second thought, he just fired away. That day, ended in death. Little Stephanie Cameron woke up that day not knowing that she would ultimately kill someone by the days end. I would be remembered only by that event. My life now meant nothing.

All because of Stephanie Cameron.