Chapter 1

Hanna Pace fumed all the way home. She took pity on Bobby and the bastard spiked the bloody drink to fuck her. "Please, Hanna, please. I have never played Doctor. Please play with me. Dad will not be home and we will be all alone," he had whined and Hanna agreed. Yes he would touch her; she would have to suck him and would get sucked in return; that also was accepted. She would have liked to get his small cock up her cunt too, if asked nicely. That was not a very big deal. She would have liked to know how it feels. But to spike a glass of Orange juice to fuck her was more than what she could stand. She was sorry that he only had sore balls as she kicked him. She should have crushed them with her bare hands. She was Five feet two to his four seven, and three years older too. Tomorrow she would show who is the boss. She touched her bare cunt. Shit, she has left the panty and the bra too with Bobby. She only had this thin summer dress when she kicked booby in his balls. She smiled grimly as she thought the change in the smiling face, from smile to disbelief and then to utter agony in a matter of seconds.

It was okay when she had to take the bra off to let him examine her tits. She herself asked him to take the cock out and put it in her mouth as a thermometer. He had put her finger in her dry cunt and asked why she is still dry. "You should be wet by now," he had stressed. "The tablet should have started working, " he had said. That was when Hanna sat up and got him and asked what did he mean by the tablet. The bastard had used some sort of a drug in her Orange juice. The same tablet his dad uses to fuck the girls he brings in but who doesn't want to go all the way. The teenage girls, he had informed. That was when she kicked him in the balls and came tearing down in a rage. She shouldn't have left the panty and the bra. But if he tries anything with that, she would show him.

Hanna entered through the gap of the hedge and looked at the house. No, mom is not yet back. She went and looked under the usual place where the key is kept. Drat! The bloody thing is not there. Mom was always relocating things and forgetting to inform her. But she was not supposed to go out after she had gone to bed. She looked up and saw the tree going up beside the bathroom window. Yes, she would go up that way and get through the skylight. She can do it. She had done it several times in the past and will do again today.

The granddaughter of the late-sheriff of the county does not back out from tree climbing just because her head feels a little bit funny. She squared her shoulders, thought of the scenario. She is to ambush a killer. She is to enter through the skylight, as she is the slimmest. She would enter and get down to the ground floor. Then open a window to get the force in. They were sure the killer kept everybody in the main bedroom and the entire ground floor is empty. She is the bravest Officer and has been detailed to take the most risky part of the operation. She cannot carry any weapon also. It may snag as she gets through the small skylight. That may make the killer alert. Hanna put her foot on the tree trunk to climb up to the tiled roof of the bathroom, mentally primed.

Richard looked at the deserted house. There was no light. How many years? Twelve years of absence. After that dreadful night, twelve bloody years have floated down the river. He wanted to come back and ask forgiveness from his father. But he was intent upon proving himself. Now that he has been accepted as one of the finest, he finds out that the man is no more. He had died on the line of his duty. It was just that he had come back to find out about his family on the spur of the moment. He rang the bell several times but nobody answered. Went to the back and put his hand under the pot. Yeh, it's there. He unlocked the door and looked round.

After closing the door behind him he climbed the stairs to reach the floor above. They were same, as before, not much has been changed. Richard opened the door of the room, which once upon a time was his own. The bed was prepared and the furniture was covered with dust covers. As if he had gone out for a vacation and have come back. He thought of going to the next room and have a look but the memory of his father staring down at him stopped him. He opened the door to the common bathroom. Went in and washed his face. He was tired. He knows the house is still owned by his family and that was enough. He had talked to the family lawyer and had confirmed that before he took the cab from airport. He had said he is coming down but not when or how. Richard comes back. Drop his boots and drops onto the bed. All the question and answers can wait for a few hours. He was tired and has to rest.

It was utterly frustrating. The cell phone had to conk-up when she needed it most. First the sms couldn't be read. Only thing she could understand that Dick is coming. She had to anticipate how is he arriving. She couldn't talk to her daughter too that she would be late coming back as somebody special is coming. And now she is stranded on the way to the airport because of a flat tire. She cannot even inform AAA to take care of it. Molly kicked the tire with her feet. And danced on one leg as the pain shot up her foot. She can't take the risk of standing on the road. She went in to the back seat and locked the doors. She had put on the distress signal and put off the cab light. It would save the battery and the danger of a piling up. Then she waited for the rescue to arrive. Her eyes closed and Molly went back to those days of agony.

She was alone at home. Dad was on duty and he was not supposed to come back. Dick, her brother, younger to her by five years, was out and was supposed to stay the night at his friends place. So she asked Jake to come in. She was a virgin till then and Jake was the football hero with bulging muscles. It was really amazing that Jake had noticed her and then wanted a date. They had gone out on a few dates but her father being what he is, scared the shit out of any boy, Jake included. More over whenever she was out on a date, dad's buddies always watched her. That was damn frustrating. She could never go beyond petting and she must have been the oldest virgin in the school lat sixteen and going on seventeen.

It was a horror story at the locker room. Every other girl talking about the length of his boyfriend's cock; how long he can fuck and what a sweet jism they have tasted. It was sheer madness. Some of the girls swooned away talking about the sensations shooting up their cunt when the cock is put in. Then some of them took the cock up their asshole too. It was like living in hell. She had only her finger to find out what happens when some thing goes into her cunt. Not that she had not thought of putting candles or cucumbers in her cunt but had resisted till that day. Those things can't cum in your cunt. She had to feel cum splatter on to her belly after the cock has made her cum.

So at the very first opportunity she had, she smuggled Jake in and took him to her room. She had locked the door of the house from inside so that if dad makes an unscheduled visit home she can smuggle Jake back before opening the door. It was the travesty of fate when Jake's hardened cock came onto her view. Where the bloody seven inches and eight inches gone, about which the girl talked about constantly? It was a thin bloody five incher.

But to look at Jake strutting around like a rooster with that ridiculous thing hard between his muscular thighs were really laughable. As if somebody has placed a pencil in place of his cock. Or is it that the bulge of his thigh compressed his cock? Two of her fingers together would have been thicker than that. Then the fellow didn't consider Molly at all. He just grabbed her and squeezed her tits as if it was the ball he was handling on the field, time out was already given and he had to go for the touchdown. He shoved her head on to his thin caricature of a prick, held her head as if she was a dummy and fucked her face. After some time laid her down on the bed, forced her legs apart and went to place the cock in her cunt. She had struggled a little at that time but her strength was nothing compared to Jake. So the thighs were kept apart and the cock head was in position to breach the forte, but Bingo... he came all over her cunt lips even before he could get his strutting cock into her cunt. Then all hell broke loose.

The bathroom door opened with a resounding crash. Dick shot through it like a bull and butted Jake on his ass with his head. Jake toppled as his pant was still jumbled around his feet. Dick roared and struck him again with a baton that dad used to keep at home. Then it was Jake hobbling and running with Dick chasing him. Molly was furious with Dick at first and then she had laughed. Jake was well rid of. She would make him the butt of all the jokes if he tries anything with Dick. She got up, went to the bathroom and took a bath. She looked down to have a look of the cum on her cunt-lips. It was very little. She felt contaminated. She went off to the bath to wash. When she came back to her room Dick was waiting for her.

Molly fidgeted at her seat as her cunt heated up thinking about that. She placed her hand over the panty-clad cunt and felt the wetness seeping on to the panty. She inserted a finger into her cunt and felt it to heat up more at the touch. She took up the purse to get a few tissues to wipe the wetness off and her eyes was drawn on to the cucumber she had purchased but forgot to have at lunch. She contemplated for a long time and then scooted forward on to the back seat. Took her panty off, and placed her feet on to the drivers backrest. Took the cucumber out of the purse and placed it on her pussy opening. Took a deep breath and pushed the cucumber slowly in to her cunt. It was cool to touch. It would get warm enough in no time, she thought as her eyes closed. Her hand gripped the cucumber and started to move the thick vegetable in and out of her cunt.

'Feels more like dick's dick, ' she thought and chuckled. Her cunt gushed at the thought and slicked the thick shaft. Molly increased the speed of her hand and started to lift her cunt up. Her other hand moved on to her clit and started to strum it in the similar rhythm of the in-thrust of the cucumber. Slowly the heat rose and the hands became a blur over her cunt. She thrust the entire vegetable into her cunt with her palm. The pussy lip bulged out as the huge thing entered her cunt. She closed her eyes and pushed two of her fingers into her asshole. She thought about Dick's cock going into her asshole and increased the thrust of the fingers and pinched her clit between her fingers, hard. This sent her over the edge and she started to cum overflowing the vegetable-filled cunt. She slumped down on the seat and thought of the days gone by, without Dick, without her daughter's father.