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Archive name: barrel.txt (mf, nc, 1st, oral, spank, preg)
Authors name: Matchead (address withheld by request)
Story title : Barrel

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Barrel (mf, nc, 1st, oral, spank, preg)
by Matchead (address withheld by request)

***

Caught up in a piece of discarded farm debris, a bully
gets her just desserts from a constant target; a younger
schoolmate.

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Martha was a real prick; bullying and tormenting the
younger kids in the neighborhood. She was constantly
after them, taking every opportunity that she had to
dominate them in any way that she could. She delighted
in making everyone's life miserable.

Maybe it was the fact that she had no one her age that
she could hang out with and the only way she could have
companionship, if in a distorted way, was that she
sought out the others for her unending torment. Martha
was a freshmen. Her main target was seventh grader Billy
Wyant. She rode the same bus and her family's home was
down the same dead end road. Billy dreaded those walks
to the start of the road to catch the bus because he had
to walk pass Martha's house.

This day was like so many others. Billy and Martha got
off the bus after school on a warm spring afternoon and
started the long walk down the lane. Martha was always
careful to make sure that no adults were looking before
she started in. True to form Martha hurried after a fast
walking Billy to snatch his new and prized baseball cap
from his head.

"Give it back, Martha!" cried Billy as he chased after
the bigger girl. She ran off the side of the road and
behind an old and seldom used barn. There were a number
of large, heavy plastic seed barrels lined up behind
some bushes. She flipped the top off one and threw the
hat inside. In the act, one of her favorite pearl
earrings fell out and joined the hat in the bottom of
the barrel. "Damn." she muttered under her breath as she
squirmed her shoulders in through the narrow opening of
the barrel to retrieve her lost heirloom.

Billy came up behind her just as she leaned into the
heavy plastic barrel. He was mad and fed up. Something
came over him and in an uncharacteristic and bold move
he grabbed Martha's ankles and upended her into the
barrel.

Martha was caught totally off guard and in a moment her
waist was stuck in the tiny opening; her torso within
the flared cavity. Martha tried to push herself up and
out but her hips were wedged tight in the opening and
the slick and rounded inner surface gave no purchase for
her hands. She was truly stuck. She started screaming
and cursing at Billy, making all sorts of threats if he
didn't get her out.

For his part, Billy was totally amazed at what he had
done. He was never so bold in his short life. At first
he was a little bit afraid of what the consequences of
his actions might be. Then he remembered all the times
he suffered the torments of this mean older girl. The
uniqueness of the situation and the possibilities this
allowed started to creep into his head. Maybe it was
time for a bit of revenge. He acted on the first thing
that came to mind. Walking up to Martha he started to
paddle her bottom. After five quick strokes he stepped
back.

Martha could not believe what was happening to her. She
started screaming and kicking her legs. The screams soon
stopped as it was only hurting her own ears.

Billy found the results most satisfying and wound up for
another wallop. He stopped mid-stroke as a smile came to
his lips. He reached over to the imprisoned girl,
grabbed the hem of her knee length, pleated skirt and
flipped it up.

Martha eyes widened in shock as she realized that her
white panties were exposed to Billy. "Whack, whack."
fell the two blows with open hand, one on each of her
firm rounded cheeks. "Billy Wyant." cried Martha as she
madly kicked out with her feet. She felt the sting of
the latest spanking much stronger without the added
padding of her skirt.

Billy had to leap back to prevent a kick in the teeth.
"This will never do." said Billy to himself as he took
stock of the situation. Acting on a instant solution to
the problem, Billy grabbed the hem of her panties and
yanked them down her thighs, somewhat pinning her legs
together.

"Oh, God." said Martha to the realization that things
had gotten so much worst for her.

"Oh, God." said Billy at the same time when he realized
that he was looking at the naked buttocks, asshole and
pussy lips of a girl for the first time. He instantly
went hard. Martha went berserk, screaming threats and
swearing at Billy and bucking her legs in unison in a
dolphin kick. Billy just stared at the slit between
Martha's legs. It ran from almost her ass hole, between
her thighs, and disappeared in a patch of fuzz around
front.

She had an almost three inch gap between where her legs
met her wide pelvis that was bridged by two puffy,
mounding lips that were lightly covered in silky blond
hair. As she bucked, her crack rolled slightly more open
revealing pinker and moister flesh to Billy's eyes.
Martha's threats and directed curses finally crept into
Billy's conscious and he responded with "Oh, yeah?" He
wound up and directed a slap to each of Martha's bare
buttocks.

"Owww," she cried at the stinging, burning blows "Billy
don't... PLEASE." as tears started to stream down her
face. Running short of air in her confines she pleaded
"Billy, I can't breath."

Billy looked down and seeing a six-inch plug in the side
of the barrel, unscrewed it. Fresh air flooded the
interior allowing Martha to breath. She lay still as she
filled her lungs with air. Meanwhile, Billy stepped up
to Martha's unclothed ass and placed his right hand on
her bare cheeks. He started rubbing first one and then
the other in turn. Moving back to the first he ran his
hand over the fuzzy lips between the two cheeks. On
doing so he felt a slickness deposited on his hand from
her slit.

Curious he brought his hand up to investigate. As he got
it close to his face he noticed a peculiar musky scent.
Bringing it up to his nose he inhaled deeply. He liked
what that sniff brought to his senses and sniffed again.
Then, in an inquisitive nature, he stuck out his tongue
and tasted it.

Billy liked that smell and taste. Returning his hand to
the mound he ran it up and down the crack this time,
collecting more of the juice on his palm. Bringing it
immediately to his nose he inhaled and then lapped up
the slimy juice.

Martha flinched and tensed when she felt Billy lay his
hand on her ass cheek. She was prepared for another
stinging slap on her upturned butt. What she was not
prepared for was the soothing feel of his hand stroking
her naked behind. Her emotions took over and she started
to sob quietly. She felt him move his hand from her left
cheek to her right to continue the rubbing there. Then
he returned to the left but slid his hand over her
exposed mound.

An unexpected shiver ran up her spine as he slid his
hand over her pube-covered lips to be suddenly pulled
away after smearing some of her juices. A few moments
later the hand returned to her slit, only this time to
deliberately slide up and down it's length catching and
smearing more of her slickness. This contact had an all
too familiar effect on her. Martha often explored her
own body with her fingers and well knew how easily she
could be aroused. Billy's exploring hand was now doing
just that.

Billy wasn't totally innocent of the facts of life. He
often wanked to borrowed porno magazines belonging to
his friend's father. He unbuttoned his jeans and yanked
the zipper down. Working his throbbing shank from his
pants he started to beat off as he lapped Martha's
juices off his hand.

He was getting worked up fast. Staring at Martha's now
drooling pussy while pulling at his meat became too much
for this pubescent boy's self-control. He leaned down
and clamped his mouth on her swelling mound, burying his
tongue in her oily crack.

"Gad!" exclaimed Martha as she felt Billy's probing
tongue. She never had such a thrilling experience in her
life. The multiple spine tingling swipes of his hot
tongue were fast hurtling her to an intense orgasm. But
with a frustrating suddenness it all stopped.

As much as Billy was enjoying his first taste of pussy,
he needed something more. Stepping back he spied a thick
board in the dirt. Kicking it over to the barrel he
stepped up on it. This positioned his hard-on even with
Martha's hole. He yanked her panties off and spread her
legs. Stepping forward with cock in hand, he quickly
rubbed the head up and down her crack, coating it with
her now copious juices. Lining up with the depression in
the slit, he let go of his shaft, grabbed her hips and
thrust forward.

Martha felt her panties being pulled off and her legs
spread. The sudden rubbing of her slit relieved the
frustration of Billy's prior interruption of her rise
toward orgasm. With an unexpected suddenness she felt
something pop through her tight vaginal ring, into her
passage. That is when the seriousness of the situation
struck home. She now knew what Billy had in mind.
"Billy, NO!" cried Martha.

Billy heard Martha's muffled cry to stop come from
within the barrel. But he wasn't about to give up the
feeling of having his penis in her tight pussy. He gave
it a twitch and then nudged it in a bit farther. Billy
decided he had reached heaven.

Martha's hole felt stretched wide by Billy's hard cock.
She never imagined that it would be this way. She had
the typical dreams of saving herself for her wedding
night. She could never have guessed that she would get
her first fuck at fourteen from a little kid while her
head was stuffed into a barrel and, for heaven's sake,
not by the cock of little Billy Wyant.

She felt him twitch and expand within her grasping cunt.
Then he pushed in a bit deeper. 'No, no, no!' she
thought as she desperately tried to come up with a way
out of this predicament.

But there was no way out. Billy was fucking her; was
about to push through her hymen and there wasn't
anything she could do about it. She felt his grip
tighten on her hips and the pressure on her stuffed hole
increase. Her swollen cunt lips were pulled in as
Billy's cock press forward.

She felt a sudden pressure on her virginal membrane. She
knew that feeling well; she had often toyed with her own
hymen, putting pressure on it with her finger, with a
tampon applicator, even once with a hot dog. Billy was
about to take her virginity!

Billy stopped pushing in. He panted as he steadied his
nerves. He could feel the head of his penis push against
Martha's barrier. He knew he was on the verge of
deflowering this girl. He had a momentary twinge of
conscience; then he remembered all that she had done to
him in the past. "She deserves this. I deserve this.
There's no way I going to back out now." he said as he
pulled back slightly, only to slam forward and through
her hymen, to bury his cock in her pulsing, grabbing
hole.

"Aaeeee!" came the wail from Martha's lips as she felt
her virginity being ripped away. She panted as she felt
her violated hole acclimate itself to the rude invader.
She could feel Billy's heart beat through his swollen
shaft. He held himself in place for a short time before
he pulled almost all the way out of her hole only to
reverse direction and plunge back in.

He started sawing in and out of her cunt. His position
being slightly lower than her and her being fucked from
behind put direct pressure to her engorged clit from the
underside of his prick. The pain of her deflowering was
quickly replaced by the thrill of his hard cock plunging
in and out of her pussy.

"Uh, uh, uhn," came the grunts as Billy felt the
excitement rise in his groin, in his balls, his chest,
his prick as he sawed away at her pussy. As his
excitement peaked he slammed his cock head as deep into
her pussy as he could get it and blasted away, filling
her hole with his hot spunk.

Martha felt her insides being painted with Billy's cum.
She could feel each pulse of his thick baby maker as he
ejaculated into her fertile womb. She had been so close
when Billy was fucking her cunt. Feeling him explode
within her put her over the edge. With a groan, Martha
let go and experienced the most intense cum of her life.

Billy, holding his dick far down her hole, continued to
pump his seed into Martha as her spasming cunt sucked at
his dick. As the last of his jizz leaked out Billy
started sawing her cunt once again. He could hear the
squishing sound Martha's sopping cunt made as he pounded
his dick into her. His cock acted as a plunger forcing
his milky cum through the opening of her cervix into her
uterus. Their juices were also forced out of her hole
and ran down the inside of her thighs. Billy heard
Martha beg him to stop.

"Billy, please, no more. My clit is too sensitive.
Please let me out so we can do this right. It's not very
comfortable this way. It could be SO much better."
Martha pleaded.

Having satisfied his immediate need, Billy decided to
let Martha up. In the afterglow of having cum he felt a
curious new attraction to Martha. Not thinking of the
consequences of letting his lifelong tormentor free,
Billy grabbed Martha's hips and pulled her from her
confines.

As Martha stood after being released from the barrel she
felt a sudden gush of her juices and Billy's cum run
down her legs. She was floating on a wave of ecstasy
after her mind-blowing orgasm. She had never felt
something so good in her life. As she straightened she
turned and grabbed Billy.

Billy suddenly realized the dangerous position he had
just put himself in. He was now in the clutches of his
tormentor, a person older and larger than he, the person
who's virginity he had just ripped away, whom he had
just fucked against her will. He braced for the beating
of his life. He was shocked when she crushed him to her
chest, covered his mouth with hers and shoved her tongue
down his throat. Her sucking and moaning mouth,
thrusting pelvis and the feel of her tits pressed
against his chest had the expected effect on his pecker.

As he sprung another woody Billy reached down and
pulling at her skirt, lifted it up so that he could grab
her ass cheeks in his hands. Martha started rubbing her
now exposed pelvis against Billy's fully revived hard-
on. Billy walked her back against one of the seed
barrels and lifted her ass up and onto it.

Martha wrapped her legs around Billy's middle as his
probing dick found her hole and he once again drove home
up her slippery gash. Billy leaned his head back as he
pushed in with his pelvis. He fumbled with the buttons
of her blouse, desperate to expose her soft mounds.

"Do me Billy; oh, do me good!" cried Martha as she
helped him bare her chest. As he popped the last button
free she yanked her bra up and over her tits, exposing
them to a boy for the first time in her life. Grabbing
the back of his head she pulled him toward her mams.
Billy locked onto a pointy nipple, sucking it into his
mouth.

A shiver raked her body at the ecstasy of having her
legs locked around a boy as his hard penis was stabbing
into her, his ball sac slapping off her ass, a pair of
hands groped her tits and a mouth sucking at her nipple.
Billy's cock-head bounced off her cervix. This was so
much better than the first time. She came in another
mind wracking, total body spasm.

Billy felt her velvety tunnel once again grab at his
plunging center. As she grunted in time with her
orgasmic jerks he held his dick head hard against her
cervix and shot off another load of sperm filled cum.
His dick's slit was perfectly aligned with her uterus'
opening and totally filled its cavity. The next blast
force his juice up her fallopian tubes. He pulled back,
slammed in hard and again pumped in more baby making
juice.

Martha felt the pressure of her womb being filled with
Billy's spunk. At the same time her ovary twinged in the
familiar feeling of ovulation; it was releasing an egg.
Surprising Martha, her orgasmic waves stepped up a
notch. She felt absolutely complete. Eyes closed, Martha
floated on a warm, post-orgasmic high. As their flames
of desire slowly faded the two lovers stared deep into
one another's eyes.

Billy's satisfied penis slipped free of it's fuzz rimmed
nest. Martha stood and held Billy close. She then turned
and upended the barrel that so recently was her prison,
stooped and retrieved the cap and earring. Putting the
cap back on Billy's head, Martha cupped his face and
planted a tender kiss on his lips. "Thank you, Billy."
whispered Martha. She then turned and ran toward home.

Billy stood for a minute reliving the events of the
afternoon. He stooped to retrieve Martha's panties,
inhaled deeply the scent they held and placed them in
his pocket. He knew that Martha would never again bother
him; at least not in the way she had tormented him
before.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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