Nobody was there and due to the laughter that followed we realised it had nothing to do with us. Anya suggested we get inside, partly to avoid being c...ught and partly to avoid the biting bugs. I tried to get up with as much decorum as possible and clasped my tattered dress to my chest trying to keep some form of modesty, however looking at the damage I had inflicted on Anya, I realised that we probably looked more like a pair of thugs than ladies.We sneaked in the door and into the guest. I shrieked in pain. I felt the warmth of my tears roll down my cheeks. I also felt some warmth roll down my inner thighs. I hoped it was over and that he had cum early but I was wrong. What I felt was my blood coming from my just ripped apart asshole. After he held his huge, hard cock deep inside of me for a few seconds he slowly began to pull it out of me. He then slid back into my ass slowly, as if to prolong the pain of him being the first in my tight ass. He did this over and over for about. Once his nails were dry Daniel sat back and took out his sketch book and pencils and started to draw the scene at the pool with all of the lovely men. Of course he embellished the body parts making all the men to look even nicer. The swim wear was portrayed to be skimpier or fuller than the actual and the smiles and hair styles looked even nicer. A number of the guys had noticed what he was sketching and word got around that the young boy had talent and a small group would look at his work as. Trapped In, by Amy Spencer** My first Fictionmania story! I've been reading for years, and finallydecided to put some fantasies on the page. Writing something short to getsome practice, I hope you all enjoy