Author: Daddy Walker
Title: Soaking Girls
Keywords: ff fsolo fff~g ws nc rape anal snuff
At 8PM, Jo’s parents left, and the girls were finally on their
A quick description of the three smart, beautiful – and very
horny – girls would be that Jo and Meg were brown-haired, curvy
ninth-graders, while their eight-grade friend Liza was blond and
short, without any real breasts, yet.
Liza had only recently begun hanging out with the other two. She
was thrilled to be invited to an evening like this one. The two
older girls always joked with her affectionately, telling her how
cute she was. It made her feel good – and wet between her legs.
The three girls shared an odd, mutual interest in things that no
one else seemed to appreciate much. For example, over the last
week, news had been everywhere about an overseas soldier who had
raped and killed some faraway woman. The girls had devoured the
stories, debating with low, excited voices in the schoolyard how
the actual rape must have looked, imagining how big – how hard -
his cock must really have really been, as he forced it into the
helpless cunt. They had even discovered, to their joyous delight,
that they were all very aroused by speculations about the
soldier’s intense pleasure at the final moment, when he probably
came while pulling his trigger on her, filling his fuck slave
with sperm as her body died for him.
Similar news were common enough these days, and for some reason
irresistible to the girls. Their interest was growing to a sport,
scouring the web for accounts of war crimes and prison camps,
dreaming the details up together, even egging one another on to
masturbate to the fantasies, alone in their beds at night.
And tonight, they were on their own until midnight. For an evening
like this, there was a breathless sense of expectation in the air.
Their previous get-together, the month before, had ended in quiet,
self-conscious rubbing of fingers under the blankets while they
watched one of Jo’s dad’s pornos. Since then, they’d waited, with
growing impatience, for this new chance.
They started by sneaking into his workroom, looking for the films.
Back by the big screen in the living room, they picked tonight’s
first piece of entertainment and sat back to eat popcorn.
An early lesbian scene seemed to catch all of their attentions. Jo
broke the silence.
- “I hate real lesbians.”, she said with a cruel, excited smile.
“I mean… Why can’t they be sexy, like this… like porn stars?”
The girls all seemed to agree silently, smiling at one another.
They all knew they weren’t actually talking about lesbians, as
much as a specific girl. For a moment, the room practically
vibrated with the shared, raw excitement of judging and deriding a
- “They say that Sandy is a lesbian…”, Liza continued in the
- “It’s true.”, Meg agreed, after some thought. “I’ve heard she
stares in the showers.”
- “She’s so fucking disgusting…”, Jo finally proclaimed with
passionate, aroused despise in her voice. “But you can’t really be
a lesbian before you have cunt hair, right?”
They all agreed, laughingly. The object of their contempt was a
flat, undeveloped little 7th-grade girl at the bottom of the
pecking order. Her actual name was Sandra.
All of them were caught by the screen again. A woman was squeezing
her naked, big breasts while the other woman sucked them.
Meg leaned up to get some more popcorn, and when she sat back she
spread her legs and snuck a pillow over her crotch. Liza watched
Meg’s hands starting to press rhythmically down. Meg was clearly
turned on by the perfect, naked female bodies fucking. She drew
aroused breaths with an open mouth, massaging her cunt through the
- “You have tits like a porn star, Jo”, Meg blurted out, looking
Everybody laughed. Jo seemed to gather her courage for a moment,
and eventually she tugged up her t-shirt, revealing a white
- “What do you say?”, she said. “Do you want to suck on these
Everybody laughed again, with stirring fascination in their eyes.
- “It’s hard to tell, with the bra…”, Liza hinted with a shy,
There was a magic moment of anticipation, when all their eyes
stayed glued to the well-filled cups. Jo hesitated for several
long seconds, but in the end she reached back to open the
fasteners. Her breasts swelled out – big, firm, and smooth -
with hard nipples. Both Meg and Liza stared in amazement. A new
line was being crossed, and it excited them more than they had
- “They’re amazing…”, Meg whispered enviously.
After a brief hesitation, she suddenly unbuttoned her own jeans
and slid her hand feverishly into her panties. Then, you could
see her jeans move as she squeezed her crotch.
- “Are you rubbing off already, slut?”, Jo asked provocatively.
“Does it feel good to show us what a horny slut you are?”
Meg let out a restrained pant of pleasure, and Jo seemed to
take it as a challenge. She suddenly unbuttoned her own jeans
and squirmed them down her hips. A black thong beneath was
small and revealing, barely hiding what was definitely a shaved
cunt. Liza, the last one left, found herself mesmerized by her
Liza only had seconds to stare, though, before Jo and Meg both
reached for blankets, covering their laps, just as last time.
Sensing some last trace of timidness between them all, Liza
reached out to cover herself as well.
Underneath the blankets, though, the girls soon all had their
jeans off. They turned their attention back to the screen and
watched the two women on it eating each other’s juicy cunts,
sucking each other’s big, saliva-glistening tits. Now, the
girls’ fingers had all visibly started moving in circles.
You could begin to make out wet sounds from Meg’s crotch. She
was getting more into it now. Her face was blushing. Her hand
was moving more and more noisily.
- “I can hear you, cunt…”, Jo whispered over the moaning from
the screen. “Did you piss yourself or what?! You’re so wet…”
- “Whore!”, Meg smiled back with an equally aggressive, excited
Jo answered by masturbating more a lot more blatantly, pinching
the nipples of her naked breasts, rubbing her hand visibly up and
down. Her eyes were glued to the screen. One of the women was
licking her friend’s asshole now.
Liza stayed even more entranced by her friends than the film. She
was masturbating harder and harder, trying to hold back, waiting
for one of the others to lead the way.
Meg gave in first. Just as the tongues of the two women on screen
slid into a perversely deep kiss, Meg leaned forward, tensed up,
and came with a trembling gasp. The sight of her climax was
enough to push Liza over the edge, and seconds later she screamed
her orgasm out, squeezing her pleasure-throbbing cunt hole with
A minute later, they were both watching Jo. She was staring,
keeping her focus on the screen, spreading her legs wider and
wider under the blanket, leaning forward. Her hand moved quickly
while she let out deep grunts of satisfaction. Finally, she
looked up into her friends’ eyes, trembled, and orgasmed
forcefully for them.
They all slept in Jo’s bedroom. There was just enough light to
see the shapes of their bodies under the covers. Jo was in the
bed, and Meg and Liza were on mattresses on the floor.
A few minutes after they had all turned quiet, Jo blushing face
appeared in the light over the edge of the bed.
- “Are you guys doing it too?”, she whispered.
One of Meg’s hands was moving unmistakably under the covers.
She looked back up.
- “What do you think about?”, she asked Jo.
- “About giving that ugly bitch Sandra what she deserves!”, Jo
whispered with an aggressive gasp of horniness.
No one said anything more, but Meg moaned approvingly.
Liza felt her own trimmed pubic hair against her hand. She
couldn’t believe how wet she was. As she watched the others
playing with themselves, her fingers started moving as well…
She imagined all of them holding down little lesbian Sandra…
forcing the girl to kiss their tits… pressing their cunts
into her mouth…
It only took Liza seconds to orgasm, and she was so embarrassed
that she tried to muffle her moans from the other girls. They
laughed at her and kept going with their fingers.
They spent a sunny afternoon by the lake, at an abandoned,
landing stage for boats, where they were smoking and skipping
sports day at school.
This was the path that Sandra – the misfit – normally used to
sneak through the forest around town after school. And right
now, someone was walking their way.
- “Hi Sandy!”, Jo shouted abruptly when the girl they had waited
for appeared around a bend.
Sandra was dressed in a track suit, wearing a backpack. It seemed
as if she had left sports without changing her outfit. She was
much smaller than the others, with shoulder-length, brown hair
and a kind of everyday appearance – more timid than ugly, if you
actually bothered to judge her fairly.
- “Come talk to us!”, Jo smiled.
The young girl hesitated. She kept her distance.
- “So, Sandy…”, Jo kept the conversation going. “Is it true
you’re a lesbian?”
Sandra’s expression suddenly showed the familiar fear that every
bully in school knew and loved. Liza noticed how powerful she
felt… Sandra had no chance of getting away. There was a
cunt-juicing, collective exhilaration in the air…
Not wasting time, Jo simply walked up and grabbed Sandra’s arm
hard. Then, Jo pulled the short girl into a little circle
between all of them and pushed her over on her ass.
They all laughed again. Jo turned her attention to the backpack,
and she opened it and pulled out a towel.
- “Your towel is dry…”, she said harassingly to the trapped
girl. “Don’t you shower after sports day? Or do you love being
sweaty and dirty?”
At this point, Sandra suddenly – desperately – tried to make a
run for it, crawling between their legs.
They grabbed the screaming girl and turned on her back. Jo
quickly rolled up the towel and pressed it down over Sandra’s
mouth, to prevent it from making more noise.
- “Do you know what we were wondering before, Sandra?”, Jo asked
with an excited smile, when the trapped girl had turned quiet.
“We were wondering if you’ve even grown any hair on your dirty
little cunt yet…”
Liza felt her cunt flooding in excitement. They were really
going to strip this little girl, right here!
Sandra tried to fight, but they held her down hard. Meg and Liza
took the towel and kept their prisoner silent, while Jo reached
down to the hem of the sweatpants. Then Jo pulled the pants
down. When she saw a pair of white cotton panties, she simply
grabbed them and worked them down as well. A hairless, immature
child slit was revealed.
- “Yeaahhh, bald as a baby…”, Jo whispered at the sight.
They all watched the undeveloped pussy in astonishment. Finally,
Jo leaned down and sniffed the crotch. Then she looked up at
- “Shouldn’t she had taken a shower with that disgusting cunt?”,
Jo asked, with obvious intent to torment.
Meg bent down obediently, smelling the pussy with obvious
- “She’s sweaty and horny!”, she agreed mockingly. “I think we
turn this little slut on…”
Jo started to button down her own jeans. She looked up at the
others, her eyes blank with euphoric lust now.
- “So I guess I should give her a shower now then, instead…”,
she smiled. “Hold her down!”
It slowly dawned on Liza what Jo wanted to do. The thought was
almost overwhelmingly dirty… There would be no turning back
after this. But then again, it was fitting somehow. Sandra was a
useless loser, and there was no reason Jo couldn’t allow herself
anything at all…
Liza and Meg held the girl and keep her silent, while Jo wriggled
her jeans down her hips. She pulled her panties down, revealing a
freshly clean-shaved crotch. Then, the others made room while Jo
moved in slowly, standing dominantly, with one feet on each side
of Sandra’s head.
Jo squatted. She let out a raw, almost animal moan of ecstasy.
Seconds passed, and Liza felt an intense atmosphere between them
all – a sense of excited expectation – as they stared straight at
Jo’s cunt. Then, Jo sighed in relief, and bright-yellow piss
finally started to dribble from her crotch.
The stream was strong but short. Sandra began to cry.
- “What’s the matter, slut?”, Jo laughed at the crying face below.
“Weren’t you glad to see my cunt? Should I shower you some more?”
She moved back and proceeded to pull the zipper of Sandra’s jacket
down, opening the jacket. There was a t-shirt inside, which Jo
simply pulled as high up as she could. The other girls laughed.
Sandra had no breasts at all.
Jo turned still for another few seconds, with a concentrated look
in her eyes. Some more piss suddenly splashed down on the flat
chest beneath. Then, Jo reached down between her legs and started
fingering her piss-soaked slit. She moaned in blatant perversion.
- “Mmmmhhhh… We should get out of our clothes…”, she
eventually whispered hornily to the others.
They took turns holding the girl down while they undressed.
Compared to Jo, Meg had slightly smaller and less shapely breasts,
but her crotch was just as shining and smooth-shaved.
Liza was not flat-chested as the little girl on the ground, but
the difference was only by a small margin. Still, Liza had much
larger nipples – erect and pointing straight out. She hadn’t quite
dared to shave, opting for trimming her crotch, but she was so
small that her cunt still looked more childlike than the older
girls’. She simply looked cute next to her friends, just as they
When Jo sat down again, naked, one of her hands moved slowly down
between the legs of the trapped girl. Soon, Jo’s fingers spread
Sandra’s smooth fuck lips and slid in between. Jo smiled cruelly.
- “So this is what a dirty, lesbian cunt feels like!”, she purred.
Jo took command of everything, and the others obviously loved it.
Meg also squatted down, reached out and starting to play with the
hairless lips of the caught girl. Sandra squirmed.
- “Push a finger inside!”, Jo hissed with excitement.
Meg moved her hand further down. Soon, a finger started to
disappear into the child crotch. Then, Sandra whimpered in agony
under the pressed-down towel that Jo had taken hold of.
- “Yeah…”, Meg said in a voice that was thick with arousal.
- “She’s horny…”, Jo insisted in cruelty . “She likes it!”
Meg slowly pulled her hand back up and looked at it in
fascination. Everyone else looked at her while she carefully
smelled her fingers. Then she turned to Liza.
- “Do you want to feel her, too?”, Meg asked.
Liza moved closer. She felt a bit scared… She slowly reached
out to the helplessly waiting girl. The flat stomach was smooth
and warm… The little child pussy was soft… Liza caressed
her way in between the hairless lips…
She was amazed at how different the inside of another girl
felt… It was so warm, slippery, and smooth…
Meg held her hand up in front of Liza’s face, and Liza could
faintly smell cunt on the fingers – the same cunt that she was
probing more and more violently right now…
- “Do you want to taste her?”, Meg asked expectantly.
There was a magic moment when everything seemed to be centered
around Liza. First, she gave in to a desire to start
masturbating, with her free hand. The others looked at her in
wonder. Then, she moaned, opened her mouth, and took Meg’s
fingers inside, sucking and licking them. Liza started making
delirious noises, panting, moaning.
She was obviously fingering herself to orgasm…
Finally, digging her fingernails brutally, tormentingly into the
helpless cunt walls of her slave, Liza screamed a strong,
irresistible climax out around her Meg’s wet knuckles.
When Liza came to, she noticed her friends laughing and Sandra
- “That was so hot!”, Jo smiled, appreciatingly.
Jo moved closer until her face was just inches away from Liza’s.
Jo’s eyes were blank with arousal and what seemed to be genuine
attraction to Liza. When Liza realized what was about to happen,
she felt herself melt away, filling up with a desire so strong
the rest of the world faded away. Their fingers touched.
- “Have you ever wanted to kiss a girl, Liza?”, Jo asked with a
Liza just sat there, quiet and overwhelmed. Her lips parted.
There were butterflies through her entire stomach as they both
just allowed the kiss to come. Jo’s lips were soft and moist.
The touch of her tongue was wet, warm and perfect.
When the short kiss ended, Jo turned her eyes down to the towel
she still pressed down and the trapped girl beneath it.
- “Did you like that, Sandra?”, Jo asked. “You like that since
you’re a fucking lesbian, don’t you?”
Liza felt confused, intoxicated. When she looked at Jo, who was
turning up her aggression against Sandra, Liza filled up with
nothing but love and desire to please her leader.
Jo released the pressure on Sandra’s towel, so the trapped girl
could answer, on the verge of tears.
- “Please let me go…”, Sandra pleaded desperately.
- “Admit that you want to suck my cunt!”, she answered cruelly.
Sandra didn’t respond. Jo’s hands searched the ground, and she
held up a half-inch thick, broken off twig.
- “Either you want to suck my cunt, bitch…”, she said. “…or
you want to get fucked!”
Sandra just shook her head.
- “No…”, she said. “Please don’t…”
Jo pressed the rolled-up towel back down over the trapped girl’s
mouth, and gave the twig to Meg.
- “Fuck the dirty little slut!”, Jo ordered with sudden fury in
Meg looked at Liza with a curious, admiring smile.
- “Do you want to… spread her lips?”, Meg asked carefully.
Liza now lost herself in Meg’s beautiful eyes. The soothing
pleasure of the orgasm was still flowing through Liza’s body.
This was heaven, and she wanted it to never stop…
She managed to focus enough to bring her fingers to Sandra’s
- “Here!”, she smiled back at Meg, holding the little cunt lips
The stick touched the child fuck lips. Then, Sandra squirmed and
cried. You could see the pink flesh of her cunt being pushed to
the side by the sharp wood. The stick went inside her, and she
Liza reached down gently to Meg’s fingers. There was something
slow and romantic about the way their hands approached each
other. When they touched, it was like electricity. Their eyes
were locked. Their mouths moved closer. And then, they kissed as
Soon, they were pushing their tongues hungrily into each other’s
mouths, and at the same time they had started thrusting the
stick together, mercilessly, almost without thinking, over and
over into Sandra’s crotch.
Jo pressed the towel harder into Sandra’s face. Every breath
seemed to be a fight for the trapped girl.
- “Do you like that, you little fucking cunt?”, Jo hissed
between closed lips. “Maybe you want to eat my pussy now?”
She let go with the towel for a moment, and Sandra drew a deep
breath but then just resumed crying desperately in pain. Jo
waited impatiently for some more response, but finally she
simply pressed the still hard-rolled towel back down and looked
over at the others.
- “It’s time to stop playing nice…”, she smiled, clearly
enjoying her power. “Push it into the bitch’s ass!”
She motioned towards the stick. Liza loved the way each order
just excited her more… She grabbed a resisting leg, and Meg
took the other, and they lifted one thigh each all the way up to
the stomach, exposing Sandra’s cunt and ass, as if they were
about to give her some kind of medical examination. The girls
then used their free hands to pull the little asscheeks apart,
staring with amazement on the wrinkled anal opening.
Meg put one of her fingertips against the tense sphincter and
looked up at Liza.
- “Go ahead…”, Meg said. “You too…”
Liza put her index finger next to Meg’s. Both girls examined the
texture of the puckered skin carefully. Then, they started to
stretch the sphincter, trying to work their fingers into the
warm asshole, probing it, moaning in arousal when they saw their
Finally, they cleared their hands away, and Liza grabbed the
little cunt-twig harder and yanked it out, stabbing it back into
the soft insides of the tender asshole. Sandra let out a loud,
endless cry of extreme pain.
- “Yeah, that’s it!”, Jo shouted. “Destroy the little bitch!”
Liza followed instructions, thrusting feverishly. You could see
the actual asshole being tugged in and out by the tearing stick.
Meg was gasping, urging on the merciless molestation.
After a while, Sandra seemed too overwhelmed by the pain to even
try fighting it anymore. She resigned into lying still with
crying, empty eyes, taking the abuse.
- “So are you ready to admit it, you fucking lesbian?”, Jo asked.
Sandra stayed quiet. Jo removed the towel, allowing Sandra a few
full breaths. She still didn’t say anything.
- “This is it…”, Jo said. “If you don’t admit you want to eat
cunt, I’m gonna … interrogate you … the real way… the way
they’re doing it, on TV…”
She sat down with her entire body looming above the frightened
eyes, with her knees on the sides of Sandra’s head. The messy
cunt was only inches from Sandra’s face. Sandra didn’t answer.
Jo simply put the towel carefully back down in place, covering
both mouth and nose, using her knees to press the cloth down,
allowing her hands to be free. Then, she started fingering her
cunt, slowly, deliberately, relaxing herself.
- “Yeeaaahhh… We need to get the towel wet…”, she whispered
After a few moments of concentration, her cunt started to
trickle. The trickle grew into a long piss stream. The towel
was slowly drenched in warm urine, as Jo kept moaning
Sandra had to fight harder and harder. Her chest heaved. Soon,
the towel made wet sounds as she tried to suck air through it.
She seemed to have already lost most of her energy.
- “How about now?”, Jo asked when she paused. “Are you going to
She didn’t even bother to make a notion of removing the towel.
Sandra was almost too exhausted to even register the question.
- “We’re going to need more…”, Jo smiled cruelly, turning to
Meg. “Do you want to try it?”
Jo got up to trade places, and then Meg knelt down in her
friend’s place. Meg closed her eyes and relaxed.
- “Yeaaahhhh!”, she whispered while she leaned her head back,
smiling in delight.
You could hear the watery sounds of a new stream pattering
against the soaking towel. The liquid even flooded down the
sides of Sandra’s cheeks now.
When Meg had finished, they spent a long time watching Sandra
sucking warm piss. Little bubbles formed on top of the towel.
Sometimes, the fighting girl gagged in panic. Eventually, her
breathing seemed to come a little easier. From the way it looked
she was slowly draining the towel by swallowing the piss. Liza
wondered if some of it had gone down in the lungs, as well…
- “I think we should really keep the towel wet.”, Jo said. “We
need to… keep her scared…”
Things had already gone further than Liza had ever dared to
fantasize about, but right now she wanted this to never stop. An
hour ago, pissing on someone had seemed such an extreme,
perverted thing that she wouldn’t have believed herself capable
of actually doing it. Now, she could hardly hold herself back…
She wondered how much more Sandra would be able to take.
- “I can go now…”, Liza whispered with poorly concealed
Her heart was throbbing as she sat down. She looked into the
frightened, pleading eyes below. She was going to cruelly piss in
that face now… It was a form of excitement she had never felt
before. It was wonderful. She could already feel it coming…
The stream from her crotch grew strong and hard. Soon, the torrent
was splattering down onto an oversaturated towel. Jo started to
- “Whoa, whoa…”, she said with a soft voice. “It’s pretty soaked
already… Save some…”
Jo’s hand moved down to the flow, presumably with the intention
of making it stop. But even though Liza tried to control herself,
the warm stream ended up flooding her friend’s fingers. Jo didn’t
seem to mind, though. She simply pressed her wet hand down against
the juicy, still trickling cunt. Liza screamed straight out in
surprise and pleasure.
- “Yeah, that’s it…”, Jo whispered. “Take it easy… Wait for
the towel to suck it up…”
Liza sat down, and suddenly Jo’s hand was wedged between the
soaked towel and the soaked cunt. Before Liza realized what she
was doing, she had started grinding, panting in pleasure. Jo did
nothing to stop her friend. After a few seconds, Jo whispered
into Liza’s ear.
- “I think… you should … make the towel a little more wet
The hand was gripping Liza’s cunt firmly, obviously not intending
to let go. Their eyes met, and Liza saw encouragement. In a
jubilant daze, she tried to relax again. Then, she managed to let
out a strong squirt, into Jo’s palm. Jo gasped. Liza restarted
her grinding back and forward against the piss-palm. You could
hear squishy noises from the towel beneath.
Sandra twisted. It seemed to become increasingly impossible for
her to breathe.
Jo was face to face with Liza now. They sat as close as possible.
Jo took Liza’s hand and moved it down to her own cunt, and their
lips met again. Then, Liza felt her friend’s warm piss streaming
into her palm. Jo’s perfect tits pressed out flat against Liza’s
chest. They moaned and started masturbating each other, kissing
- “She’s going to die, isn’t she?”, Liza gasped for confirmation
- “Yeahh…”, Jo moaned back. “In our piss… Do you care?”
- “I want it!!”, Liza whispered with her eyes closed.
Liza already knew there had only been one way this could ever
have ended, and it felt so right.
The girls kept fingering, pissing, and kissing their way toward
orgasms. All the time they grunted in sadistic pleasure,
pressing down as hard as they could into Sandra’s face.
Liza was the first to go. Suddenly, she just let out a high-
pitch scream, and then she trembled and climaxed in her
Jo waited for Liza to come around. Then, Jo carefully pulled
her hand out and held it up, covered in cunt juice and urine.
Instinctively, Liza took the fingers in her mouth, moaning in
- “Are you done pissing…?”, Jo whispered into Liza’s ear.
You could see bubbles sucking through the towel again, each
time Sandra tried to breathe. She was so weak that there was no
real need to hold her down now.
- “…because, I think Meg has some left…”, Jo continued in a
quiet, but meaning, voice.
Liza eventually got up on unsteady legs, and a few moments
later, the girls had switched places.
Jo and Meg french kissed deeply while they sat on the towel.
Large tits pressed out against even larger tits. They started
grinding their cunts fast into the flushing face below.
Eventually, Jo’s hand reached around Meg’s ass. Liza watched
transfixed as Jo’s fingers slowly spread the asscheeks. It
looked perverted – sexy even… A finger started working its
way gently in to the asshole. Meg screamed in unexpected
pleasure. She almost seemed to open her ass up to welcome the
finger inside, and then she actually began fucking herself back
onto it, while she ground her cunt harder and harder against the
squishing towel. Jo also slid her cunt faster against Sandra’s
The fucking girls appeared to reach orgasm at the same time,
collapsing into each other’s embraces.
When the moaning had turned quiet, the three friends seemed to
realize for the first time that they had lost track of time,
and the sun had moved behind the trees, leaving them all in
- “Guys, we’re gonna be late…”, Meg said with a hint of
Sandra still opened her eyes every now and then. She was barely
breathing. They didn’t press the towel down anymore. The weight
of the wetness was enough to keep it down, preventing the
exhausted girl from getting almost any air into her lungs.
- “What are we going to do with her?”, Meg asked.
- “Let’s throw her in the lake…”, Jo said. “Do you think it’s
No one answered, but Meg and Liza both nodded in careful
- “No one’s gonna care about her…”, Jo continued.
They were all working up their courage and to say the words
everyone was waiting for.
- “We have to kill her first, don’t we?”, Meg finally asked.
There was a short, tense silence, when you could even hear the
wheezing breath of their schoolmate. Finally, Jo seemed to
decide there was no point in drawing things out any longer.
She walked over to the girl on the ground, looking for some
reaction, kneeling down.
- “I think we can just press the towel down really hard…”,
And that was that… They sat down by Sandra’s head. Everyone
helped grabbing ends of the rolled up towel with their hands.
Liza looked into Sandra’s eyes, and she saw them focusing and
She felt her cunt start to moisten again, from the realization
that Sandra was actually awake and fully aware of what
happened. Just then, they all pressed the towel down.
Sandra kicked about weakly. Her feet were curling up. The girls
pressed down so hard that little rivers of urine squeezed out
of the towel, trickling down over the struggling face. Sandra’s
strength seemed to fade quickly.
It was difficult to tell exactly when Sandra died. Suddenly her
body was just limp, and her wide-spread, slender legs had
stopped kicking and moving. Meg and Liza looked over at Jo. She
hesitated for a moment, and then she used two fingers to open
an eye wide. They all looked down into the motionless pupil.
- “She’s dead!”, Jo smiled with a triumphant voice.
When they were dressed, they semicircled up around the corpse in
- “We just have to get her clothes on and throw her in…”, Jo
They put the clothes and the backpack back on their murder
victim, and then they carried her out on the landing stage. When
they threw her over, she splashed down in the water and turned
on her stomach with only her backpack over the surface.
They looked on as she drifted out slowly. Eventually Jo
interrupted the silence.
- “You know guys…”, Jo said. “We should get some popcorn and
get ready for tonight! I’m starting to feel a little horny