Birthday Girl

It all began one hot, summers afternoon. In a nice little neighborhood on the outskirts of town. The heat-wave had lasted some two full weeks and everyone who wasn't at work was taking it easy and enjoying the sun. Apart from the odd passing car and the faint sound of a TV or radio all was quiet. Lorissa was relaxing lazily in her moms back garden and treating herself to some leftover goodies from her party. ‘Lori’ had celebrated her seventeenth birthday that very morning. She had always been very pretty. Well liked by boys in her class for her looks and her genuine sweetness. Lori was very cute with shy, curious, brown eyes. She had long, dark hair that tumbled down her back. Her waist was trim, her hips full and she had large, pert breasts that where exaggerated all the more by her slender figure. 

Around her, the garden was enclosed and private. Hidden from the road by the mass of overhanging trees that where generally overgrown and unkept. What grass showed through was dyed green to hide the burnt patches while the wooden house's white paint was similarly peeling with age. They had only just moved in. Lori and her mom. A smaller place than the last but it was cheap and the neighbors where mostly fine, decent people. Mom didn’t have much time to look after things. What with the recent divorce and working at the store and all. Dad had promised to drop by and see her that evening and needless to say, Lori was really looking forward to his visit. She didn't really understand why her parents had broke up. All she knew was that she missed him. Besides, he was bound to bring her something really special and expensive. 

Lori's family had only just left and she was still quite giddy from all the excitement and attention. Not to mention all the presents she'd received this year. With a grin she turned her attention to the small table laid out neatly beside her chair. On it was her new mobile phone and a selection of birthday cards. Mom had put out some soda, ice cream, and of course a big slice of cake. Laid out on colored paper plates. The phone had the ring-tone to 'hollyoaks', one of her favourite shows and she had chosen it herself from town. In truth Lori had always loved her birthdays. Ever since she was a young girl. Her mom let her do what she wanted and she couldn’t wait to call her friend Chrissie and tell her all about her day. 

The pervert watched silently from the bushes. Controlling his heavy gasps as he pumped his fist up and down his fat, black cock. It hadn't taken him long to squeeze through the crack in the old, broken fence and now he was glad he had. The girl was in her mid to late teens though it was hard to tell. She was dressed up like a doll with a tiny white tee shirt cut-off at her belly. It was almost fit to burst as where her red shorts that where also way too small for her. The girl had big tits for her slim figure and a shy, attention-needy face. He liked her. He liked her a lot. A far cry from his used up wife. Sitting back home it their dirty flat with the kids clawing and screaming. This was a nice area. An area he liked to come to a lot so it surprised him that he had not met seen this young slut before. So very fresh. There was something about her that wasn't quite right. Perhaps in her blank, distant eyes or the way she giggled and whispered to herself. Slowly, he picked himself up and edged forward to the front of the lawn, moving as quietly as he could and trying not to make a sound. He wanted to get a better look.

‘You ok Hon?’ mom called from the door, ‘I’m just going out. If you need anything go and see Mrs Thomas next door ok?’. 

‘Yes m..m…mom’ stammered Lori. Despite her looks she had always been a little slow. Some of the kids had made fun of her in the past. Called her retard and other horrible names. They had been mean. Not like Chrissie. The two had been best friends since 7th grade. Even then, she had been drawn to how bold and brash the older girl was. They had been different. Lori, dark haired and tanned while Chrissie was blonde and her skin so white. They had met at gymnastics classes after school. That’s when they first got to know each other. Nowadays it was Chrissie who told Lori how to dress because after all, she knew 'the best way to get attention from boys'. Sometimes Mom got mad when her daughter wore something too short or tight though. Blaming it on her friend. Lori thought her clothes looked sweet. Especially with her new white lacy boots and matching socks. They where a little hard to walk on but they where so cute and feminine. Chrissie would have been proud. 

When the car engine started the man dropped to the floor and held his breath. He had been listening and hoping the girls mom would leave. He'd had enough of watching and had decided it was time to 'break this hot new slut in'. A sly grin spreading across his face as he watched the woman drive off in a battered Ford. Ahead of him, the girl, lay back totally unaware of him. She began singing quietly. A soft, faint sound which suited her perfectly. It was hot under the bushes and the man felt the sweat begin to run down his face. His skin seemed to itch. Perhaps in anticipation. Silently he slid himself forwards until he reached the very edge of the lawn. Comfortable with his improved view he re-took his dick and began stroking it again, enjoying the gentle slapping of his balls against his hand. 

Lori listened as her mom drove out of the drive. She was 17 now but she still felt giddy whenever she got left alone with the house. A little excited too. Christie had called before lunch to tell about her new boyfriend and she felt a little jealous. Mom thought she should wait until she was older. She'd been kissed plenty of times had had even one sweet guy touch her breasts. Still the naive young girl had never been any further than that as Chrissie liked to remind her. The new boyfriend was a year older than both of them. He lived a few streets away played football for the college team. Like most of the local girls, Lori liked him a lot. It wasn't fair.

‘Hey…Hey you!’, came the voice. It was loud, deep and it startled her. The girl froze and all thought of Chrissie and the boy disappeared from her head. She kept very still as the sound rose up, shouting across the garden. ‘Hey’ he came again. It was definitely a man’s voice and the teenager certainly didn’t recognise it. Perhaps hoping to hide herself she squeezed the arms of the chair tight and sank down a little further. Her heart was really pounding and struggling, she reached quickly into her pocket for her inhaler. After a few deep breaths, she sat upright and looked over towards where the voice had come from. 

There at the bottom of the garden was a man. She could see him now and he gave her quite a start. He wore dark jeans and a discoloured checked shirt. Perhaps the most scary thing was the leather mask fastened around his bald, shaven head. His skin was a deep chocolate black and on his hands he wore gloves that matched his mask. Normal girls might have run inside but Lorissa froze. She felt her hands shaking as she stared back at him across the lawn. How long he had been watching her? He was obviously much older. Perhaps the same as her dad which would make him well into his 40's. She could see his strong eyes staring hard at her and moving up and down her body. Over her small shorts and tee shirt. 

‘Come over here bitch’ he rasped angrily, his voice muffled by the mask. ‘Get over here!’. He took a step forward but wouldn’t leave the safety of the bushes. Quickly, Lori got out of the chair and stumbled back against the fence. 

There was a long pause as the man watched the girl keenly. His impatience with her growing but the sight of her lovely young figure making his cock throb hungrily. Her big, brown eyes where wide, staring back at him across the garden. He’d given her quite a surprise that was for sure and he liked it. Her chest was rising and falling heavily and already her bottom lip was wobbling as she wondered what to do. The man waited a moment for her to calm down. Enjoying the frightened yet growing curious and innocent look on her face. 

'Come here you cunt' he snapped again, liking it as she jumped back a few steps, tottering on her silly high heel boots. His feeling of power made his cock real hard.

‘What do y...yo…you want?’ she stuttered as bravely as she could. 

The man didn’t answer. Instead he moved his hand and exposed his cock. The teenager gasped out loud and covered her mouth when she saw his big dick sticking out. It was long and thick. Lori had never seen one before. Not ever and it was really huge. His balls where hanging there too. Large and heavy between his legs. A deep black colour. The man smiled, enjoying her look and began rubbing himself back and forth. He loved showing himself. Working his hefty fore-skin up and down and exposing the light brown head beneath. He liked the way this dumb cunt was looking right at his cock. Lorissa swallowed dryly. The man was looked up and down her body and he clearly liked what he saw. Seeing him gave her a funny feeling. The way he was looking at her while he was touching it. She’d never had that before and in an instant she thought of Chrissie and her new boyfriend. Wouldn't this be a great story to tell her friend? Lori had always been too shy. Now was her chance. She looked down at his long meat, unable to take her eyes away. She knew it was wrong to but for a second she felt a little wave of giddiness sweep through her. Suddenly glad her mom wasn’t there.

Biting her lip, the girl peered shyly towards the house and back.

‘You like this don’t you’ the man grinned. Much quieter and less venom in his voice as if reading the girls own thoughts. Lori swallowed and nodded shyly. ‘Then come over here and get a closer look’ came his reply. The girl tried to move but her feet wouldn't let her. She was tingling all over.
‘My moms just i…inside the d…door’ she said, struggling to get the words out.

‘No she’s not’ laughed the man. ‘You’re all alone….now get your ass over here’. Lori walked nervously over to him. He was a big man. As she approached she could see him properly. He was thin but wiry and obviously strong. He could probably do whatever he wanted and the thought made Lori even giddier. She ran her tongue over her lips and gave a shy smile. She guessed he probably liked how small her tee shirt was and tried to guess what Chrissie would do. When she thought that she gave a another smile. She couldn’t wait to tell her friend all about this. 

When she was close enough he stood up. Lori was surprised by his height and let out a frightened gasp. He was easily a foot taller than she was. Her eyes widened with expectation as he stepped forward and took her by the wrist. His grip was light and as the soft leather of the glove touched her skin she giggled. Her lip wobbled with anticipation as she glanced excitedly to the front of the house, checking for signs of mom returning early. Quietly and confidently the man lowered his head, putting his face inches from her own and making her eyes fall to the ground.

‘You’d better do as I say or else’ he said coldly. ‘And don’t make any noise’. Lori nodded, her gaze rising to where the mans big black cock was sticking out proud. 

The teenager stumbled as the pervert turned and quickly led her back into the bushes. The pine needles crackled underfoot as the girl pushed the prickly branches away from her face. He forced her to move fast and she tottered a little and nearly fell. There was a large clearing beneath the canopy and the man stopped when they reached it and released her. It was still light under there, the sun shining through the leaves. So humid that it felt sticky to the skin. Right back against the fence where several large iron barrels stood stacked side by side. Probably waste left from the last residents. Lori looked shyly around her new surroundings rubbing her wrist where the man had pulled a little hard. It felt so muggy and hot and the smell of him was quite powerful. She waited and began playing nervously yet expectantly with her fingers. Suddenly a little scared by what she was doing. What ever was going to happen? Who was this strange man and where had he come from?