Ex-Con's Big Cock

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Teenagers, NonConsensual, Incest, First, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Finally freed after twenty years of jail time upstate in Attica, once innocent but now hardened man travels to boyhood cabin home to restart life. Can he stop himself from raping a beatiful teen when he comes upon her just miles from his cabin? And what secet is finally revealed...



"What the fuck?" I muttered out loud when, after turning on to the dirt road, I saw the girl by the edge of the road. Her long, blond hair was billowing in the wind as she knelt over a bicycle that lay on its side, the tire on its front wheel clearly flat.

Slowing I took in every curve of her young body. Her little butt stretched the cloth of a pair of khaki colored hiking shorts so tautly I was afraid they were about to split. Perfect round melons I suddenly ached to put my hands on. I could feel the blood rushing up my cock.

After looking up when she heard the approaching truck, she slowly stood and turned towards me. Just fucking asking for it, I thought as I watched her braless breasts dance under her pink tank top.

"You okay?" I called through the open passenger side window.

She approached the pickup slowly, even warily, but still, there was an athletes grace evident in the movements of her long, colt like legs. Her sparkling blue eyes reflected the youthful confidence you only encounter in the young and innocent.

"I fell, I wasn't paying attention," she answered me with a rueful but friendly grin. I watched a drop of blood as it dripped slowly from a scrape on her elbow.

"Need a lift... some help? I could drive you back to town," I offered, my mind racing, wondering what she'd do if I leaned over and licked the drop of blood from her skin.

"Nah, I'm okay. I can fix it. But I think you're on the wrong road mister," she said as she looked at my mustached face through the passenger side window.

"Am I?" I asked her bemusedly.

"It's a dead end... about a mile up the road," she said, indicating the direction I'd been going with a nod of her head. "You probably shouldn't have turned at the corner."

"Sure you're okay?" I asked again. "I mean your bike... you," I added, looking intently into her eyes.

"It's just a flat... no problem," she said, laughing off my concern.

"Can't do anything for you?"

"No, I'm okay. Where're ya going anyway? I can probably tell you which road to take."

"I'm just going up there," I said, pointing up the road she'd claimed was a dead end.

"It's the state park up there... the roads blocked off... you're not allowed in that way." And then after quickly checking the backseat added, "There's no hunting this time of year mister."

"Shit, you think the state would miss one little doe?" I asked, grinning, not quite ready to end our conversation, wondering to myself if I should just take her right here at the side of the road. Whoa man, some part of my mind cautioned, there's a million of them out here. Throw her down and fuck her, my cock roared in answer.

"You can't! It's against the law. My mom's a Park Ranger," the girl said indignantly.

"Is she? She as pretty as you?"

"What?"

"If she's as pretty as you I might just shoot two or three of them little deer and then just wait for your mamma to show up to arrest me," I answered with a laugh.

I could see she was undecided whether I was kidding her or not. I left her hanging for seconds before I finally said, "I've got a cabin up the road."

"No you don't... there's only the old Perry place up there. He doesn't come up anymore."

"Who doesn't?"

"Jim Perry. He used to come up here for three weeks every summer... a week in the fall. He didn't come last year."

"My brother's dead," I said, my eyes suddenly hard, a million memories stirring in my brain.

"Your brother? Dead? But..."

But I had no desire to discuss my brother's death with this little girl. It was what she tasted like that was my only interest. "What's your name?"

"Why?" she asked but then quickly answered, "Maddy... Madison Adams. I was going up there, just now. I knew your brother... I often hike up through the vale... then up onto the mountain."

"Do you?"

"Your brother used to let me... he gave me maps," she said, her eyes examining me, clearly trying to connect my face to the one she remembered. "You don't look that much like him," she started, but stopped suddenly when she saw my scowl.

"How come I've never seen you before?" she asked, starting again.

"I've been away."

"Are you planning on selling it? The cabin, I mean," she blurted out, a sudden excitement at the prospect clear in her young eyes. "Mom... I... both of us... we'd be interested... in buying it," she stammered.

"No. It's mine now," I grunted.

"Are you going to live here? You can't stay in the winter... there's no power... what's your name anyway?" The words tumbled out of her mouth in an almost incomprehensible stream. I'd forgotten how tiring simple conversation could be. But I could smell her female aroma now, this odor I hadn't smelled for almost twenty years was suddenly driving me mad. My cock throbbed painfully in my pants.

"You were going up to the cabin now?" I finally asked.

"Yes. I'm spending the long weekend hiking. I was going to start from there."

"Alone?" I asked, my mind whirling at the possibilities. Don't rush her, the animal in me cautioned... we've got lots of time.

"Yes, I've done it before, mom and I, sometimes with others," she answered, clearly unhappy with my condescending tone.

"You're a girl."

"So what? You don't think a girl can climb a mountain? Where have you been for the last twenty years?" she asked disdainfully.

"You hiked with my brother?"

"Jim? Yes... lots of times... he used to tell me about the old days... stories," she said, her eyes suddenly tearing at the memory. "What happened anyway? He was so young. No one up here heard anything. We were surprised when he didn't come last year. I was hoping..."

"Were you and he fooling around... where was his wife anyway when you two were frolicking up on the mountain?" It was hard to believe that my upstanding brother had been dicking this beauty. Fuck, how old was she anyway?

"That's disgusting! Of course we weren't... he was a married man... old... we never... I never thought... he was a friend." As she blabbered on I watched her nipples as they stretched the thin fabric of her top this way and that, had to actually clench my hands into fists to stop from ripping the material from her breasts. "Anyway he was divorced," she challenged.

"Christ, I hope he didn't screw you. What are you, sixteen or something? You musta been fourteen the last time he was up here."

"Are you nuts? I'm turning nineteen next week... I just finished first year at SUNY Albany, environmental studies," she said proudly.

"So do you want a ride up to the cabin or what?" I asked with a touch of impatience now evident in my voice.

"It's okay? I don't want to disturb you or something."

"Throw the bike in the back... you can fill me in on what's been going on around here lately."

"Oh yeah, okay, I'd like to... you sure you don't mind Mr. Perry?"

"Do you need help lifting it?" I asked nodding at her bike on the ground.

"No, no. I'll just be a sec," she said as she turned and rushed to get her bike.

Bending over to lift the bike, her two full, round tits were momentarily exposed; luscious, soft, white, pink capped orbs the likes of which I'd been dreaming of for years on end. I couldn't help laughing to myself, the vision of my brother trailing this young goddess through the woods and not fucking her. It seemed impossible.

"So what is your name?" she asked when she was settled in the cab next to me. All my attention was on the short, blond hairs that ran down her golden arms. I hoped suddenly that she hadn't shaved the curly, blond pubic patch from her pussy.

"Sam, Sam Perry," I said with a friendly smile as I accelerated up the road I hadn't been on in twenty years.

"He talked about you sometimes... about his little brother Sam," she said wistfully.

"Cancer," I said two minutes later as I turned into the overgrown lane that led to the cabin. "He would've been forty-three this year... fucking lung cancer," I hissed.

"He was so young and healthy, so nice to me," Maddy said sadly. "Were you two estranged somehow? He'd never say what happened to his brother when I asked. I think I assumed he was dead... I mean that you were."

"He was five years older than me... he always took care of his little brother," I said remembering. "What about Judith the bitch? Did you know her?"

"His wife?" Seeing my nod she went on, "She didn't come up much. He said she hated it. She wouldn't let his daughters come either... it made him so mad. He'd tell me he wished he could show his girls the stuff he was showing me. Then, when she left him..."

"How long did you know him?" I interrupted, curious now about this young girl.

"Oh, I don't know, since I was eight or nine maybe. Mom and I ran into him one day in the east valley, over past the creek. I think they knew each other... I mean from before," she finished as I stopped the pickup in front of the cabin.

"Hasn't changed much," I said looking around the clearing that housed the cabin my grandfather had built almost sixty years ago, "in fact, maybe looks better than it used to."

"Jim was always doing something. Painting or replacing the windows, clearing underbrush, fixing the roof... he loved this place," Madison said, tears suddenly in her eyes.

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