Chapter 1: Fun On Parole

Luis and Antonio Sanchez were two brothers. Luis was 29 now, and Antonio was 27. They’d spent at least one third of their lives in California state prisons and it showed. Prison gym muscles, tattoos, shaved heads. Their father was someone unknown to them; their mother serving thirty years for manslaughter.

When Luiz and Antonio weren’t in prison, they usually stayed with relatives. Being Mexican, they had plenty of relatives in Los Angeles. For money, they boosted things, sold it. Today it had been a few days since their release on parole for robbery. They needed money, so they did what they knew best. They planned another robbery.

Prison is like a college. You get educated. You can learn a lot by listening to the right people. Their gang had the right people. Luis and Antonio were anxious to try their newest angle: home invasions. In the right neighborhoods, you can get some serious cash and jewelry, things that are really worth something.

They studied a map, got on the internet, checked property values. Find out where the rich people live. North of them, there were several expensive neighborhoods. Expensive, yes, but not so expensive they’d have elaborate security systems installed.

Still, there were cops everywhere in these towns. Blending in was an issue. Two homeboys driving around in their old busted-up Chevy stood out. What you needed was a car to blend, and go at night. Now, a Mercedes could be tracked nowadays. Go with a simple SUV. There are hundreds of those everywhere you go.

Luis and Antonio picked one neighborhood because it had quick access to interstate 364, a fast highway to their side of town. They used GoogleMaps, street views to find the houses with easy access doors, like side garage doors. Next, they drove nearby one night and just walked past the three houses they had selected. See, dogs could be a big problem. Some dogs would run and hide, but most dogs will either bark like mad, bite you, or make so much noise they’ll wake up the whole street. They walked past each house. All quiet. On the way back, Antonio ran up to the front door of each. He wanted to see if any automatic lights came on, alarms sounded, or dogs barked. All three turned out to be totally quiet. They picked the one closest to the highway.

1365 Chestnut Lane was the home of The Wade family. Mark Wade, 40, was an airline pilot for UPS, and so was normally gone for five days at a time. Margret Wade, 34, was his wife. She worked part time at the supermarket, only because they were flexible on her hours, what with two teenage daughters to look after. Besides, the job gave her a break from all these years of being a mom. Her oldest daughter was Sharon Ann, 16. She’d had her when she was an airline stewardess at the regional airline where she’d met Mark. Then along came Amanda. Now 14, she was actually better than her sister when it came to following rules.

Sharon was sixteen alright. Like her mother, she had shoulder-length brown hair. She stood about 5’4”, weighed about 130 pounds. Most of that was in two places, thanks to her mother’s genes. Her breasts were an easy B-cup, and her hips were already giving her a cute butt that she was totally aware of, and liked to show off. To her mother, her shorts were always too short; her jeans always too tight. He tops always a size too small. She’d gotten her braces off just a few months ago. Sharon wore glasses, which took forever to select, what with needing to match different outfits. She ended up getting three sets of them.

Her younger sister Amanda was seemingly going the same way, physically. She had dark blonde hair, much longer than her older sister. She always wore it in a ponytail. While most girls her age had hardly any breast development yet, Amanda certainly indeed did. She looked not like an eighth grader, more like a tenth or eleventh grade teen. Unlike her sister, Amanda was far shyer. She preferred to keep her ‘assets’ covered, wanting to be known more for her brain than her body. Being fourteen was hard! She had braces, and wore glasses like her sister, though a simpler pair.

It was Thursday night. Amanda was with her mother in the living room watching TV. Sharon was upstairs doing homework so she’d have the weekend free. The doorbell rang. Margaret got up to go answer it. She opened the door, expecting to see a UPS or Amazon driver. Instead, a hand suddenly grabbed her throat. A masked face held a gun up to her face, telling her to keep quiet as he pushed her backward. A second man came in. They both had ski masks on. Big men. The man holding her throat kept pointing the gun at her forehead. The other man moved down the hallway to the living room. Nobody had said a word yet. Margret heard Amanda gasp, the second man said something. Margret didn’t move, with this gun pointing at her own forehead. She saw Amanda come down the hallway, the second man holding her throat too, and holding his gun to her head.

In the front hallway, Luis whispered to the mother. “Who else is here?” He slowly released his grip, allowing her to gasp out, “Just, just my other daughter. Upstairs. Please, take...” Luis forced both to their knees. While Antonio watched them, he went up the stairs. He could see a room with a light on. He crept down the hall. A girl lay on a bed, facing away from him, reading a magazine and wearing earphones. He came up behind her and grabbed her. She cried out once, but a good punch to her stomach stopped that. He dragged her from the bed, out the door and downstairs.

At the bottom, he forced her to her knees. Antonio handed his gun to Luis, took a roll of duct tape from his backpack and began taping everyone up. First, their mouths. Then, their hands behind them. He made them all lay face down. Later, he’d take them all downstairs and more securely tied them up before they left.

Luis searched the home. It only took about 30 minutes. He found quite a bit of expensive-looking jewelry, some cash. He found an unlocked safe in the office, found three gold bars and about a thousand in cash. Bingo!

Luis went downstairs. “Ok, we did good. Let’s get them taped up and get out of here.”

Antonio said, “Hold on a second. You know, it’s been nine years since I had any real pussy. I say we have us a little party first. Seriously, check out our guests.”

Luis thought about it. The risk was higher, no doubt. You’d get twenty years for something like this. But hell, Antonio was right. He was horny as fuck, and right here lay three sweet honeys. He thought about it for maybe ten seconds. “Let’s take them to the basement first.” They made the three get up, move to the basement door and down the stairs. It was a furnished basement, with carpeting. They went to the room with the couch and TV. Luis looked around. He grabbed some rope, threw it over the pipes above and tied the mother’s hands over her head. “For now, you can watch what we do to your little ones.” He left the tape on her mouth. He turned to the other two. He walked up to the older girl, tore the tape from her mouth. “What’s your name, girl?” he snarled. She said Sharon. He barked right back, “How fucking old are you, Sharon?” She told him, sixteen. He glared at her for a bit, then stepped in front of her sister. He ripped the taped from her mouth, asked her the same questions. “Aman, Aman, Amanda ... Thirt, I mean, Four, fourteen...” She tried to speak as she cried, terrified.

Antonio made them sit on the couch. Then Luis pulled out a switchblade, moved to their mother. He started to strip her, cutting and tearing her clothing from her. First her top, brutally tearing it from her. He slashed the bra strap in back and the shoulder straps, then grabbed it away. Her breasts were a 38D, and both men made rude comments as they bounced free. He cut her slacks and pulled them off, then used the knife to cut her panties off her body. No doubt about it, the mom was one hot looking, rich, white babe. Antonio and Luis knew they’d both fuck her before they left. But first, her kids...

Sharon and her sister kept pleading for them to stop, to leave their mother alone. Both were crying, terrified, thinking the worst. They had watched their mom get stripped, now naked, hands tied over her head. One man began to suck on her mom’s breast. The other man told Sharon and Amanda to get up. They did, standing there shaking. They both had heavy Mexican accents, Sharon noticed. The man with the gun pointed at them took off their wrist tape. The man told them to get undressed, “ ... or I’ll let my buddy do it for you!” Neither girl wanted to, but they couldn’t say no. The man pointed the gun at Amanda’s head. “I said now,” he growled. The other man kept assaulting their mom’s breasts.

Slowly, both girls began to get undressed. Both were wearing jeans; those came off first. Then their t-shirts. Antonio couldn’t believe his luck. These two were like their mother. Fourteen and sixteen, and tits ‘till Tuesday. He stared at their cute little girl asses. How could you not want to fuck that? Pausing, the two girls looked at each other, then together they both took off their bras, covering themselves as they did. Antonio stared at those tits of theirs. The older girl had nice, big tits, with these big nipples too, not yet erect even. The younger girl, she had these tits that weren’t huge, but for her age they were big. Little pink nipples too, already erect. Ha, little girls. He told them both to put their hands behind their back. Slowly, reluctantly, they did. Tears were everywhere as they kept asking questions. “Why are you doing this? You can’t do this, this is wrong. We’re too young for this, especially her. No, you need to just leave! Just leave! Just, just leave us alone...”

Luis was really enjoying these big tits on the mother. He’d gotten those big nipples really excited, really erect. He couldn’t grab enough of those big titties. He glanced over at the two daughters. He stopped, stared. Antonio had them both naked. The older one had big tits for such a little girl. Almost as big as her mom’s. And one very cute ass too. She had a small bush down by her pussy; thin legs. Cute face, pretty hair. He was already erect, himself. Her sister was even better. Skinny legs, but a cute ass and these tits way big for her age. He wondered for a moment if there would be enough time tonight. Man, this was a dream come true.

Antonio dropped his gym pants, then his shorts. Luis did the same. As the two youngsters protested, Antonio forced the younger one to lick her tongue all over his big, Latino erection. Luis forced Sharon to do the same thing. He made sure to turn so their mother could see. “You keep those eyes open and watch, or I start cutting this little girl.” He held his knife to her ear as she continued to lick his hard-on. He could hardly tell which was better- getting his dick licked by the sixteen-year-old, or making her mother watch. He told this Sharon girl to put it in her mouth; suck on it. She didn’t want to of course, but he gripped her hair tight, forced her to open up. In he went between those perfect, white teeth of hers. She stretched her mouth wide, trying not to let her lips touch him. He went in at least halfway the first time. She gagged, choked. He watched her mother, filled with rage, as she watched her daughter suck on his big Mexican cock.

Antonio had forced the younger one to go straight to sucking his own dick pretty quick. Holy cow did she have nice tits. Firm they were. Big, hard, pink nipples, too. His hands were all over them. Feeling those erect nipples between his fingers was arousing enough, but being on such a nice pair of tits was even better. Fourteen? No fucking way. Man, these white women get big tits earlier all the time. He pulled out of her mouth after only a few times. He forced her around, kneeling, bent over with her hands on the couch. Those luscious young girl tits hung down, right into his hands as he got between her thighs, pressing his dick against her butt cheeks. Everything he did, she tried to do the opposite. When he grabbed her tits, she lifted her chest up. When we pressed his dick against her crotch, she kept moving her hips left and right, trying to stop him. He didn’t have time for this. He grabbed her ponytail with one hand, yanked her head back hard. Her braces glistened in the basement lights. Time to fuck this ‘pequena nina’.

Antonio was in a hurry for two reasons. First, he wanted more than anything to fuck all of these women, as much as he could in the time that they had. It had been way too long and the citizens of this state owed him big. Second, he wanted to get the fuck out before they got caught. This was high risk, but right now his dick’s brain was in control. He gripped it, put it to her little virgin cunt and pushed it around. As he did, she squirmed around too, trying to avoid him. He pulled back harder on her hair; he found his way between those little pussy lips and then right into that little girl cunt of hers. He then pressed into her until it finally went in. Took a lot of spit, but he got in, and boy did she jump then! She began to scream but he punched her hard in her back, twice. She stopped trying to scream, just moaning as he pushed farther into that little pussy of hers, stretching it wide open. Her mom was going crazy. He just held the kid’s hips, started fucking her from behind while he looked at mom, laughing. “Mirame follar a tu hija!”

Luiz watched as Antonio fucked the younger girl from behind. He took the older one with those nice fucking titties, and made her stand up. Holding her arm, he lay down on the couch, his ass laying on the younger girl’s hands. She tried to move her hand but he grabbed her wrist hard, gripping it very tight, saying “Do not move.” Luiz forced the older sister to get on top of him, legs spread wide. He stared at that young little pussy, just waiting for him. He made her put herself over his dick. He was rock hard now, and with her saliva still all over it, it went in fairly easy. She sure didn’t think so. She seemed like a virgin; he couldn’t tell. She cried out like one; he gripped her throat. He angrily kept telling her to go down, lower. Lower. She sure didn’t like it. He guessed she was a virgin. Once he was most of the way into her, he just held it there. Still gripping her neck, he pulled her down and started to suck on those big tits of hers. Big, soft, warm, with big nipples. She was like her mom but on a smaller scale. He sucked on those babies for a long time while his dick sat inside her pussy, stretching it to the limit. She kept squirming her hips around, trying to do something to get him out of her. It just got him more excited. He gripped her hair, forced her to french kiss him as he began to fuck that little teen’s tight pussy. She kept having to push her glasses back on. Again and again, he fucked her; those tits dragging along his chest as her body rocked back and forth, his tongue squirming around in that warm, wet mouth of hers. Luiz went at Sharon for a long time like this. The feeling of her really tight cunt squeezing his cock as her moved back and forth was amazing. So much better than his hand.

Margret had to watch. If she didn’t, they said they’d cut them and she believed it. Amanda was getting raped from behind; very hard and brutally, too. Her young breasts got a lot of attention from that bastard Mexican. Sharon was taking it just as hard. First, she’d been forced to suck on the man’s penis. Now she was on top of the second man on the couch, his erection inside her daughter while he forced her to kiss him with her tongue. Sharon’s body was getting slammed back and forth as he pounded himself back and forth in her daughter’s vagina. That bastard! These fucking asshole bastards! She screamed again into the tape for them to leave her girls alone!