Burglary sex

I heard faint noises downstairs, and I decided to investigate. I pulled on a pair of cut-off jeans and grabbed the old pump shotgun that had served me so well in Viet-Nam from under my bed and crept downstairs to check. My Ranger training came into play, and I moved soundlessly, down the stairs and into the living room. A pair of vague shadowy figures figures were searching through the cabinet that housed my collection of antique silver. I announced my presence in a sudden and intimidating manner. I merely pumped the action of the shotgun, then moved to the right immediately, so if anyone shot, they would shoot where I had been, not where I was now. That sound was a language that everyone understood, including the two figures before me. They froze, and were still motionless.
"Mr. Young?", one of the figures quavered. "Please don't shoot!"
I recognized the voice as belonging to Sonya, the 18 year old daughter of my nearest neighbor. I didn't know who the other person was or who else may be in the house, so I kept the shotgun pointed in their direction and hit the light switch with my free hand. Immediately a car cranked up in my driveway, and tires squealing, raced out to the road and away. I looked at my midnight visitors. I recognized Sonya and Karen, who was a close friend of Sonya's and a frequent overnight visitor of hers. They were holding between them a laundry bag containing most of my silver collection. I lowered the muzzle of the cut down shotgun.
"You sure know how to get yourselves killed," I stated. "Mind telling me who was in the car? You don't want to take the rap all by yourselves."
"Please don't shoot! That was Mike, it was all his idea! He made us do it! He said he would put us out and make us walk home if we didn't do it! Are you going to call the sheriff?"
Now I could understand why the girls tried to burglarize my home. It was a fifteen mile walk home in pitch darkness on a moonless night for the two frightened girls. It was just what a worthless shit like Mike would pull. Knowing what I did about Sonya's boyfriend, I knew what he probably needed the money for. He was nineteen, and the only job he had ever had was selling drugs, and I don't mean at the pharmacy. He was a charmer though. Girls fell for his good looks and his charm, and would do anything for him, and he of course chose the best looking one of the bunch, Sonya. She never realized what a slimeball he really was. The problem was that Sonya didn't have a father to threaten to put a bullet in Mike's behind, and her mother was just as deceived as she was.
"You broke into my house and attempted to steal my belongings. Why shouldn't I?", I said with false sternness. I wouldn't really turn them in, now that I knew the situation. I would give the girls a good scare, then a ride home. Maybe then Sonya would see through Mike's veneer.
"Because we'll do anything you want," Karen offered, speaking for the first time. "Anything at all!"
Karen stepped over and ran her hand up my leg, pausing to tweak the head of my dick which was hanging out of the leg of my cutoffs. I hadn't bothered to pull on any underwear. Karen was almost as good looking as Sonya. Both girls had fabulous bodies, large firm tits, and smooth well-rounded asses. Karen had a cute face, whereas Sonya was absolutely beautiful.
"Yes, anything you want to do!", Sonya agreed.
The girls weren't wanton sluts, but scared out of their wits and taking the only way out that they could think of. Of course they weren't virgins. It hadn't occurred to me to take advantage of the girls like this, and I would have declined Karen's offer if she hadn't fooled with my dick like that. You see, I was developing an outrageous erection, and with my dick hanging down the leg of some fairly tight shorts, the situation was rapidly becoming painful and serious. I had to get those pants off fast! Also, I hadn't been laid in quite a while. I decided to lay my cards on the line.

I reached over, pulled her to me, and passionately kissed her lips. She jerked once in surprise, then melted into my arms, returning my kiss, forgetting the pain in her twat. I ran my hand around to her firm tits and gently stroked her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I pulled my mouth from hers and kissed the point of each hard nipple. She moaned and gasped with each touch of my lips, but from pleasure this time, not from pain. While I had her aroused, I lightly traced circles on her tummy with my finger, each circle going lower and lower, until I finally reached the blonde muff of her pubic hair. Slowly, I reached down and cupped her pussy with my hand, being careful not to press too hard or insert my finger. I would know when she was ready for penetration. She responded with a jerk and a gasp. I pressed again, and she gasped again. I kissed each firm nipple one last time, then started kissing down her tummy to her love nest, which was now warming and starting to respond to my touch.

"You kids know me. I never had any intention of calling the sheriff. I was going to give you a scare to teach you a lesson, then drive you home. Does that mean the offer is withdrawn?"
The girls looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief, big smiles on their faces. Sonya winked at Karen. "Nope," Karen said, smiling, "It still stands. Lets go upstairs."
I escorted the girls to my bedroom, pressed the magazine block on the shotgun, pumped out the shell that was still in the chamber, then put it back in the magazine. I tossed it onto the dresser with a loud thump. I turned around and both girls were stark naked. Sonya came over, dropped to her knees, and planted a wet kiss on the head of my painfully throbbing dick. My erection became harder still. I had to get out of those cutoffs! Karen solved that problem. She unzipped and unbuttoned them and gently worked them down around my rock-hard dick, allowing it to spring up to freedom.
"Lets get on the bed first," I suggested, "Then we have fun."
"Lay down on your back.", Sonya insisted. "Have we got something for you!" I complied, and Sonya leaned over and put my dick in her hot mouth. Her tongue swirled over the head, ran up and down the shaft, and started over again. I looked over at Karen and she was watching avidly. Not having anything better to do with my hands, I reached between her legs and caressed her cunt. Karen gasped with surprise, then spread her legs. Her cunt was already hot and wet, so I slid my middle finger in all the way, then started finger fucking her and massaging her clit with my thumb. Her clit hardened and grew. Karen had her eyes closed and was erotically tweaking her erect nipples. She was slowly lowering her body, deepening the penetration of my finger, and rocking her hips back and forth, intensifying the stroking of her clit. Karen's hot pussy juices ran down my hand while Sonya's mouth was still working on my throbbing dick.
I began to draw my hand from Karen's sopping wet cunt, but she grabbed it and held it tightly to her crotch. I pulled my hand now, and she came with it. I grabbed her thigh and swung her leg over me, so she was now sitting on my chest. I pulled my finger from her hungry cunt, grabbed her ass, and pulled her snatch right up to my face. As soon as I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue, she went wild, humping my face, filling my nostrils with the sweet aroma of her cunt juices. I thought I would give her all the licking she could handle. I rammed my tongue into her fuckhole with all my might, then gently nibbled on her clit. Apparently she had a low threshold, as this was all she could stand.
"Oh God, I'm coming!", she screamed, ground her cunt into my face one more time, quivered, then collapsed sideways onto the bed. One down, one to go. I looked at Sonya, still sucking my dick for all she was worth. I was nearing the end of my endurance, and I still hadn't had my dick in any hot cunt yet. I grabbed Sonya's shoulders and pulled her mouth from my dick. I turned her around and held her up, her blonde pubic triangle just inches over my waiting tool.
"Give it to her! Now!", Karen whispered. Sonya's cunt didn't look wet or ready to take anything in it yet, but my dick was ready to take some pussy. Karen reached over and spread the lips to Sonya's still dry pussy, and began tweaking her clit. Sonya gasped her surprise at her most private place being touched by another chick. Within seconds though, her clit and inner pussy lips began to swell, and her juices started flowing. I slowly lowered Sonya to my rod, admiring her glistening pinkness. Karen guided my throbbing rod into Sonya's wet love hole.
"Please, be careful! Ah-h-h-h! Go slow, I'm so tight!" I lowered Sonya very carefully, for her hot fuckhole was indeed the tightest pussy I had ever felt. With that in mind, I fought the urge to slam her down on my eager dick. As soon as she was down, I grabbed her ass and began sliding her back and forth. Sonya bit her lip as a tear trickled down from one eye.
"Stop, Mr. Young! Its hurting her!", Karen commanded. Then to Sonya, "You haven't done it much, have you?"
"Just once, with Mike, and he isn't this big. It hurt then, too!" Sonya sobbed. "I wanted so bad to do it with Mr. Young because he's been so nice to me, and I was so scared when I saw how big he was. Oh, it hurts!"
"You'd better get up then.", I reassured. "I don't want to do anything to you that you don't want me to do."
"I want to go on, really I do! But don't you have anything I could use to make it easier?"
"Yeah, any vaseline or K.Y. jelly or something like that?", Karen asked.
"I have some K.Y. jelly in the bathroom.", I answered. Karen jumped up and padded into the bathroom. I watched her naked ass jiggle as she left. "You're gonna have to get up.", I told her. I gently lifted up on her ass. She bit her lip again and moaned as my dick slowly withdrew from her tortured hole. With a pop from her pussy, a shriek burst from her lips as my dick sprung from her nearly dry fuckhole. She knelt on the bed next to me, softly crying, clutching herself where it hurt. I realized that she had been wrong in pretending to be so eager. A more gentle approach was needed.