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having a hard time or you want more of me?”
Brandt said and slid the front seat back away from the steering wheel in his
Vauxhall Victor.
    “I want more of you,” I said.
    Brandt spread his legs wide and stroked the inside of his
thighs and smiled at me. He placed his hands on top of his lap and pressed down
on the considerable bulge in his jeans.
    “Do you want this?” Brandt said as he grabbed my hand.
“Feel it and tell me if it wants you.”
    Brandt put my hand in his lap and pressed down. I gripped
the bulge and then traced around the outline of his penis with my fingers. Brandt
shuddered as I rubbed across every vein and ridge. The control I had was
immense and I felt it to my knees. I gripped the rigid, thick package in my
hand and looked into his eyes. His lids were heavy and his eyes rolled back as
he closed them.
    “I do want this,” I said as I softly kneaded his penis
over his pants. “And I can tell that it wants me too.”
    Brandt opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled and bit
his bottom lip as I moved my hand up and down.
    “Does Sophia want to be a whore?” Brandt said and moaned.
    “I want to be your whore,” I said and brushed my lips
against the side of his neck.
    Suddenly, Brandt grabbed my wrists tightly and shoved me
across the seat. I went flying across the slippery leather and hit the back of
my head against the passenger window. Before I had a chance to say a word,
Brandt gripped my ankles and yanked me toward him so I was flat on my back. He
scrambled on top of me and he pinned his body to mine.
    “Brandt, I--”
    “Shut the fuck up,” Brandt said. “You want to be a whore,
you will be a whore!”
    I was excited by his sudden force and my body went limp as
Brandt planted one of his knees between my legs and shoved it to the side as
far as it would go. He clawed at my dress and pushed it up over my waist as he
fumbled with the belt of his jeans. Brandt pulled my panties down and his
fingers went to work, probing the wet skin and pressing in.
    He brought his fingers, damp from their exploration, up to
his lips and put them in his mouth. He sucked on his fingers while he shoved
his pants down to the middle of his hips and stroked his penis. In was the most
amazing sight I ever saw and I was wild with desire for this beautiful boy.
    “I want you to make me yours,” I said as my whole body
throbbed. “I want to be your whore.”
    Brandt took his fingers out of his mouth and continued to
stroke his hard penis. I reached out toward it, like I did the night at the
movie theater, but this time he slapped my hand away.
    He ripped my panties down and stared at my vagina, almost
clinically, as if he had never seen such a thing. I held my breath, knowing his
approval of me meant everything and let it out slowly when I saw the smile
creep across his face.
    “Do you want me to shove my big cock into that tight
pussy?” Brandt asked while he stroked himself rapidly.
    I arched my back toward him and nodded.
    “Say the words then,” he said. “Tell me that you want me
to shove my big cock into your tight pussy!”
    “I want you--”
    Brandt leaned over my body and placed his hands around my
throat. My mind raced as he tightened his grip and I felt a flash of shame as I
pictured my parents being called to the Revere Beach parking lot to identify my
half naked body. “Fucking say it!” Brandt said into my ear as he tightened his
hold around my neck. “Say the words, you fucking whore!”
    It was silly really because he had such a tight grip
around my neck, I was hard pressed to utter a sound. I panicked and clawed at
his hands as I attempted to grunt out what he wanted to hear.
    And then, as fast as he clamped down around my neck, he let
go. I choked and writhed around on the front seat. When I looked at Brandt
through my tear-filled eyes, he smiled and pulled his underwear up. He grabbed
my panties from around my ankles and slid them up my body.
    And do you want to know what I thought