No Good People

"Does he do this?"

Kob started crying openly. It was unbelievable that this could be happening to her, in her own home, with her parents' there. More than that, it was because of her parents. Matt, where were you?

"Does your boyfriend squeeze your tits Kathryn?"

"He does," she said much louder than she intended.

"What else does he do?"

Kob said nothing. Ricky was sucking on her neck.

"Kathryn. What else does he do? Tell me."

"He...he..."

"He does what? Tell me."

"He...holds my pants."

"At the front or the back?"

"Both," Kob whispered, her eyes closed as the kissing moved down her neck and to the top of her chest. Her shirt was being pulled from her shoulders. In all her days with Matt her clothes never actually came off and yet here was a stranger, a rogue, forcing her shirt down her arms. Kob shivered despite the warmth in the air. Ricky knelt back and looked at her. She was gentle and beautiful, no doubt. He was glad Michael Braithwaite had fucked up. She was so nervous, so scared, so timid and shy, yet doing as she was told.

"Does he ever do this?" Ricky asked. He reached out and took hold of one bra strap, pulling it down over her shoulder. The bra held onto her tit, but only just.

"Does he?"

Kob shook her head, tears streaming over her cheeks and dripping down to her loose shirt.

Wow, thought Ricky, this girl is genuinely fresh fruit. He pulled the other strap down too but left the cups hanging on. He moved in and kissed her lips strongly, his tongue playing with hers, one hand in her hair, the other pulling the shirt further down her back. Kob's arms were pinned to her side as she was kissed. Deftly and with one hand Ricky pinched the clip at the back of her bra and it sprung open. Kob felt the pressure release and sobbed, but to her credit she didn't retreat her tongue.

Ricky took his mouth from her lips and moved his face down her front swiftly. He leaned her back and along the sofa so Kob was lying face up. He pulled the loose bra away from her breasts. As she lay on her back, Kob's tits were larger and more solid than Ricky expected. The nipples were stiff as board and her chest was covered in goose bumps. He looked at Kob's face. She was staring up at the ceiling, sobbing, ignoring the daylight splashed across her breasts, exposed to a man for the first time. Not the man she wanted, instead this strange rough criminal.

"Kathryn, these are great. You never took them out for your boyfriend?"

Kob shook her head from side to side, tears rolling from her eyes. Ricky ignored the crying.

"Poor bastard. Truly these are great tits. He's going to be annoyed he didn't get to them."

Kob sobbed as Ricky leaned over to hold one tight in his hand and suck the other into his mouth. Wonderful, thought Ricky. Her first tit-nuzzling. He felt privileged, he felt lucky to have such good timing. He squeezed and sucked, kneeling higher and swapping sides. The owner of these tits, her head was up there crying and gasping but Ricky didn't care, it had been a long time since he'd had access to anything this young and firm.

Kicking off his shoes Ricky pulled Kob up straight and sat on the sofa beside her. His knees and back were beginning to get sore. He looked into Kob's red eyes and patted his lap.

"Come up," he said simply. He pulled her outer arm over his body and spun her around and up on top of him. Kob sat, one leg either side of his lap, facing him. Before settling he pulled Kob's shirt and bra completely off her arms, leaving only her skirt and panties for protection. From this position Ricky could maul her breasts with his hands as they tongue-kissed, or easily pull one up to his mouth to be sucked on. He alternated between both for an age, until Kob became more accustomed to the feel of a man's mouth and hands on her tits. Ricky pushed her back on his lap, flicking her hair over her shoulder, alternatively gazing at her face and her chest.

"Beautiful," he told her honestly. Kob blushed. Her tears had stopped but her eyes were still red.

"Look at them," he said as he squeezed, running his thumbs back and forth across her nipples. "I can hardly squash them. And your nipples...so broad and hard. You're a lucky girl, you know that? You'll get through this Kathryn, you know. You'll have this day with me then move on with your life."

Kob looked at him with sad eyes.

"This is not how you expected it the first time you did this, huh?" Ricky empathized.

Kob quietly agreed, "No."

"You're doing a good job, though. Believe me, you're hanging tough. Not many girls would do so well protecting their mom and dad, you know. A lot of girls would just roll into a ball and suck their thumb as all their mom's fingers were chopped off one by one, you know? But you're sitting here, kissing like a woman, giving your tits like a woman. You are a brave girl."

Kob didn't know what to think. Was he trying to be nice, was he teasing her, or was he threatening her? She felt so bad for Matt. She'd stopped him from undressing her, from letting him touch her under her bra yet here she was topless, letting him play with and suck on her breasts. Matt would never forgive her, no matter the circumstances. She should have fought, she should have run away. But...she believed this guy about her mom and dad. He would hurt them as promised. Kob wished she could pass out and wake up and be finished. Instead she watched with wide eyes as Ricky unbuttoned his own shirt and twisted if off, throwing it down onto hers.

"Oh...," Kob couldn't help but say. With his shirt off Ricky terrified her. Under long sleeves he looked strong, but with bare skin - she had never seen such a thing. He was ripped. The veins were sticking out from his arms, the muscles having taken up all of the room under his skin. He wasn't big like a pumped-up bouncer, he was tight and fat-free like a kick-boxer. I was right, thought Kob, to not run away; this guy could tear her and her family apart. A shiver went through her bones and Ricky saw it.

"I'm not just all body, you know. I'm brains and charm too," he grinned cheekily. That smile scared Kob as much as his muscles. Ricky pulled her in to kiss him, pulling her chest to his, skin on skin, her nipples dragging across his front before her breasts squashed hard into him. She felt wonderful to Ricky and she kissed almost as well as he wished. He ran his hands through her hair, down her bare back, along her thighs and up over her tits, pulling and squeezing - before lifting her chest to his mouth and sucking deep on each of them, then giving her another breather.

"Kathryn, I tell you, you are gorgeous," he said weighing her tits in his hands as she sat back on his lap. "Guys in the future, believe me, they are going to love having a turn with these. They will be lining up to put your tits in their mouth."

Kob looked down at her chest, watching his hands play with her. She wasn't sure she ever wanted a guy to undress her again after this. Even Matt. What this creep was doing was ugly and cheap, she doubted it could ever be loving and sensual again. Not now, not after she was letting this man so easily have her.

"Stand up," Ricky demanded with no warning, pushing Kob back along his knees and forcing her to catch her balance and stand. If she wondered what was happening, It wasn't long til she knew. Ricky reached out to the button at the side of her skirt. This time Kob leapt back and away.

"No. Please. Seriously. No more. Please no more. I've been good, I've kissed properly, I've taken my clothes off, you can have...," she couldn't believe she was saying this,"...you can have me all you want...on my top. I'll let you, I'll be good, I'll kiss good and let you do what you want here." Kob held her breasts to him, hoping it would be enough.

"Kathryn," Ricky smiled and batted his eyes in a way that Kob knew was not designed to be charming, it was a threat. "Having a skirt on is hardly going to make much difference to your life right now. We're just mucking around, right, on the sofa. It's just a skirt, it's not as if having it on gives me any less access to your legs or ass, right? Now come back over here."

Kob stayed back and shook her head. She was very close to rolling up into a ball and sucking her thumb like he said those other girls would. Ricky wasn't interested in chasing her around the room. Instead he calmly stood and moved to the hall.

"Maria!"

Kob knew what he meant to do, but this time was different, she didn't think she could stop it. She didn't think she could take off her skirt. If she was just in her panties, nothing but her panties...she knew he wouldn't stop. He would take them off her, he would make her...oh, it was too much to imagine.

"Maria!"

It wasn't Maria who came bustling down the hall, it was big Buff.

"Sorry boss, Maria, she's in the ladies room. Wow!" he said catching a glimpse of Kob before she dived onto the sofa and pushed herself face-down to hide her body. Ricky looked at Kob acting like the scared child she was and sighed.

"Ok, doesn't matter, you'll do. Bring me her mother's ear," he told him.

"No! Please no!" Kob screamed from her place on the sofa. "Please! Please! Don't hurt her!"

"AND," Ricky yelled over the din, "Make it slow. I want her to hurt. I want her disfigured so that every time her daughter looks at her face she can see what her mother looks like because of her..."

"Alright! Alright! Alright! Stop it!" Kob yelled. She jumped to her feet with her back to the two men and ripped off her skirt before jumping back onto the sofa face-down to bawl. She knew it wasn't just her skirt she would have to give up, it would be her nudity. She knew her panties wouldn't hold protection against what was coming.

"Kathryn," Ricky yelled, then again when there was no response. "Kathryn. Come over here. Now."

Dizzy with fear and shock and terror and self-pity Kob forced herself to stumble from the sofa toward Ricky. Her hair was a mass of mess; she held both arms firmly across her chest.

"Show Buff your tits," Ricky said calmly. Kob lifted her head to look at him. She had run out of fight. If she really was going to make a stand it would have been over the skirt, she should have let her mom and dad just get hurt for putting her in this disaster. But she didn't. She sheepishly dropped her arms.

"Fuck," gasped Buff. "Fuck me. That's superb. Those tits are real? Jesus!"

"Turn around sweetie, show him the back. And fix your hair a bit," Ricky demanded.

Kob turned around and ran her fingers through her long hair like a rough comb.

"Oh, boss, one day I hope to be boss, just to get a piece of ass like that one right there."

Ricky had to agree, it had been a while since he'd seen a backside as tight and as cute as Kathryn Braithwaite's. It was time to get back to it.

"Ok, Buff, we're good. Keep an eye on things back there, yeah?"

Reluctantly Buff drifted back down the hall, his eyes lingering as long as they could.

"Come here," Ricky whispered. Kob turned and stepped toward him. They met, standing. His arms went around her back and his lips to hers.

"Kiss."

Kob kissed. Standing in just her panties in her own house with her parents in the back room, she pushed her naked chest into the chest of a stranger and kissed him like he was her boyfriend. It was a matter of seconds before Ricky's hands were under her panties, onto the bare skin of her ass, pushing her mound into his hard-on. Instinctively Kob knew what it was in his pants. Her head spun as their tongues fought and twisted and her underwear contorted. They kissed until their necks were sore. Ricky kept his hands in the back of her panties as she spoke with her.

"Your boyfriend does this to you?" he asked quietly, squeezing and pawing the skin of her ass. Kob shook her head. "I thought you said he did?"

"On the outside," she corrected him.

"Oh, like this?" Ricky took his hands out from under the elastic and put them back on the material of her pants.

Kob nodded into his neck.

"But not like this?" he confirmed, putting them back inside on her bare skin. Kob shook her head. "Wow, this is the first time some guy has had his hands inside your pants?"

Embarrassed, Kob shakily said, "Yes."

"Well, fuck, your boyfriend's going to be pretty pissed off when he finds out you gave your tits and your ass to some other guy before him, hey?"

Yes, thought Kob, he would. But she didn't say anything.

"Undo my trousers?" Ricky whispered into her ear.

Kob looked up at his face, expressionless. She knew it would come to this, be like this, that he would take out his man and put it at her woman. Still, it was tough to comprehend, to act, to see it happen or to do something to help it happen.

"Kathryn. You know what the choices are. You either undo my trousers or we go through the same thing we went through just now with the skirt. Don't push your luck here. Twice you just scraped by and your mom isn't hurt. You know I don't go so easy the third time."

Kob looked at his belt.

"Just do it," Ricky said, mimicking the ad. Kob almost laughed. This was it, she thought. I'm gone. I'll unlock the door to the monster that will eat me. Could you open the padlock of the lion's cage knowing it planned to maul you? "Do it."

Through more tears Kob did it. She was slow and fumbly but she did it. Tits bobbing, red from being sucked, standing in her twisted panties, she undid the belt of the man standing before her. She popped the button, she pulled down the zip. Kob was helping to facilitate her worst nightmare. Almost naked, she was undressing her attacker. It was madness.

"Pull them down," she was told and she did. Ricky stepped out of the ankles and pulled off his socks. He grabbed Kob and forced her against him. He was wearing tight black boxers. With his trousers off the shape and warmth of his erection against her abdomen was pronounced. It won't be long now, she thought, before my life is changed. Ricky had his tongue back in her mouth, his hands back in her panties squeezing her ass, pushing her body against his bone.

Ricky broke from her lips and spun her around, holding from behind. He flicked her hair over her shoulder and lifted her chin up to the right to kiss. He held Kob's waist straight. He lifted her arms up behind his head, pointing her tits openly to the window. He pulled her panties half-down at the back. The skin of her ass felt the heat of the base of his cock beneath the smoothness of his boxers. Ricky's hands ran up and down her front, cupping and squeezing her tits, then holding the side of her face as they kissed.

Kob felt one hand creep down to her abdomen, pushing her back against the pole behind her. She gasped into the kiss as his hand pushed under the elastic of her panties and into the curls of her hair. It came out again, up to flick her nipples then back down into her panties. He pushed further each time he went in. Eventually after numerous threats Ricky's whole hand cupped Kob's mound under her panties. At first he didn't strike into her, didn't bring wetness from her, he simply held her, lifting her body slightly. His other hand had strong hold of her face and his tongue was in her mouth. Ricky let go and her head fell onto his shoulder.

"Your tits," he said squeezing. "Your cunt," he said scrunching her mound in his hand. Kob squirmed at the touch and at the words. Ricky kissed the side of her neck and her shoulder as his right hand worked harder in her panties. Kob's back arched as his middle finger found wetness for the first time, pushing into her slit and flicking along it.

By now her panties were hardly on. Kob's hips twitched as the finger flicked up and down her trench. Ricky didn't go inside her, he just slopped along her slit, threatening to enter but never quite doing so. Kob was writhing at the touch. The hand on her tit pulled at the nipple, the kissing went up to her ear, the hand grinding under her panties - her head was light with terror and discovery. It was all new, so unexpected. Moments ago she was coming home to talk to her mom about Matt, now she was nearly naked with a stranger's hand in her pants, drawing wetness from her vagina.

Suddenly he stopped. Ricky let her go and stepped back. Kob stayed where she was, dizzy and catching her breath. Instinctively she lifted and straightened her panties before turning her head sharply to see what Ricky was doing. He was standing and watching her with a smile.

"What?" she asked, almost casually. Was she beginning to be comfortable with this guy?

"You are a beautiful girl. Woman," he corrected. Kob blushed and turned to look through the front window. She frowned at the open curtains. You couldn't see the street from this room but if someone came to the front door...now she prayed Matt had kept away.

"Hey," Ricky said coming over to hold her hand. He lead her to the end of the room by the bookshelf. "Stand here."

Ricky walked to the other end of the rug, perhaps three yards away. He put his thumbs into the elastic of his boxer shorts.

"Okay, let's do it together," he told her smiling.

Kob looked confused. Ricky nodded at her panties.

"Take them off together."

Kob looked into his eyes. They were firm. She looked down at her own body. Her breasts were red from the attention; she felt the slime that had been drawn from between her legs. What did it matter now, she supposed, if her pants came off? He would only rip them off anyway. Oh, how did all this happen?

"Slowly," Ricky told her.

Slowly, together, facing each other they both slid their underwear over their hips. Kob astounded herself. She was voluntarily taking her pants off. She was uncovering her vagina, giving this guy sight of her most private place - something she had given to no other guy. And he was giving her sight of her first real live erection, in the flesh.

Kob shuddered. The only saving grace was she was certain that thing could never get into her, only an experienced woman could hope to put something that big inside her body. Internal organs would have to move to fit it. It was awful, awfully big. Pants around their ankles, both of them stared at each other then stepped out of their underwear. The burning in Ricky's eyes she would learn to recognize as unbridled lust. The redness in her eyes Ricky already recognized as dried up tears and dread.

Ricky opened his arms and gestured at Kob.

"Kathryn. You are...I feel privileged. This is a sight that I appreciate is rare and beautiful. I am lucky to have witness of you naked for the first time. You are a stunning young woman; many men will melt at the sight of this in future, I assure you. "

Ricky moved around the room, not coming closer, appreciating her from different angles. Kob stood still, blushing, not sure where to put her hands but knowing not to cover up.

"Kathryn. Stay there. Don't move and don't worry. I'm going to call Maria for a minute, just to help set up. You've done nothing wrong. In fact, quite the opposite, you're doing very well."

Kob nodded.

"Maria!" he yelled, having edged to the doorway. Within 15 seconds she was beside him. Maria went 'wow' at the sight of Kob naked, she was an impressive nude. In return Kob noticed Maria didn't care that Ricky was naked with an erection sticking awkwardly from his body.

"Blindfolds," he whispered. "And table."

Maria left and came back with one and gave to Ricky. She had two others in her hand which she took with her to the back room.

"Airplane blindfolds," Ricky told Kob. "The best kind."

Kob shook as Ricky pushed his naked body against hers as he wrapped it around her head. Why did he need it?

"Darkness increases the sensitivity," he answered the unasked question, checking it was tight around her face. Ricky stepped in and held her from behind. She thought she was over the worst of her fears, that she was mentally prepared for what would happen next but the feel of that massive erection against her lower back brought tears.