1. Reluctant Rescue


    Date: 5/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Male/Female, Romance, Virginity, Author: blackrandl1958, Rating: 91.3, Source: sexstories.com

    “Can you hear that?” “Yes I can. Laban, don’t do anything. Wait for the officers to get there. We don’t want you getting hurt.” One of the gangsters slapped the girl across the face and another grabbed her bikini top and was trying to rip it off. “Shit,” Laban said. “One of them just hit her and they’re trying to rip her clothes off.” “Laban, just sit tight. The car will be there in three minutes.” “One of them just pulled a knife,” he told the woman. “I don’t think she’s got three minutes. I’m going to leave the line open but I’m going to try to distract them. Tell your officers to get here now.” He heard her voice saying something but he wasn’t listening. He put his phone on video mode and set it on the rock so it could record what was going to happen. He walked closer. “What’s happening, dudes?” he asked. The men turned toward him. “Yo punk ass better keep walking,” one of them said. The girl tried to run and one of them grabbed her. “Please,” she wept, “They’re hurting me. Help me!” “She your girlfriend?” Laban asked. “Yeah, that’s right,” a burly black man about twenty seemed to be their spokesman. “You better get your ginger ass out of here.” “I don’t think she likes you,” Laban said. “Maybe you boys ought to move on.” Two of them moved toward him. “We beat your ass if you don’t get to stepping,” the leader said. “I don’t think so,” Laban said. “Have you ever noticed that there are some people you just shouldn’t fuck with? I’m that guy. Let the girl go and I won’t ...
    hurt you.” They all laughed. “Ain’t but one motherfucker going to get hurt here,” the one holding the girl sneered. “Kick his punk ass.” The two thugs advanced toward Laban and he circled a little, putting the one on the left in his buddy’s way. When they came within range he kicked the nearest in the side of the knee. The knee gave way with a sickening crunch and the thug collapsed, screaming and writhing on the ground. The second threw a punch at Laban’s face and he easily avoided it. He grabbed the extended arm and closed with his opponent. He locked his arms around the thug’s back in a double under hook and smashed his forehead into the man’s face. His nose crunched and blood spurted. Laban’s huge arms flexed and he squeezed like a python. The thug began a high scream that was quickly cut off as the air was forced from his lungs. Laban heard ribs breaking and he threw the man to the ground. He was unconscious. The remaining two stared at him. “You son-of-a-bitch; we going to kill you for that and then we going to have some fun with this bitch and kill her.” Laban knew he was in trouble if they had guns. They didn’t seem to have any guns but they both drew knives as the leader pushed the girl into the water. She fell and cried out as she smashed against a rock. Her heard her arm break and the side of her face hit the rock. She lay there, stunned for a minute. Laban knew he was in trouble. He was probably going to get hurt. If he made any mistakes, it might just turn out like ...