1. Saving Sara, part 1


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Prostitution, Violence, Author: papaprv, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    voice. “Whew!!...now that's a great way to work up an appetite, isn't Jack.” Chapter five. Getting to know Sara Anderson After breakfast I asked Sara to join me for a walk on the beach. For one thing it was a gorgeous day outside, and on days like this I always take a long walk and sometimes a jog when I visit my beach house. But since meeting this girl I found myself needing to know more about her, things like where did she come from, and why in the hell would a girl like her make a living selling her body for sex. And not to mention, why would she work for a man like Ivan who might have murdered her last night in some wicked fashion had I not came to her rescue. This morning I dressed into my usual beach attire, surfer style swim shorts, my favorite gray T-shirt with the words Salt Life stenciled on the chest and my old L.A Dodgers baseball cap covering my full head of salt'n pepper gray hair. She came down after showering wearing a Kansas Jayhawks T-shirt and a pair of snug fitting cut off denim shorts, at the bottom of the stairs she lifted her shirt showing me a sky blue bikini top. “I made sure to wear my swim suit, just encase we decide to go in for a swim....But if we do you'll need to stick by me, because it freaks me out knowing there're sharks in the ocean.” I took her hand guiding her towards the door thinking to myself. She hangs out with men like Ivan and his gang, they're worse then any sharks swimming in the pacific ocean. Once on the beach I began asking ...
    questions while she walked beside me holding my hand. “So miss Sara Anderson I'm curious to know, can you tell me where you're from.” She seemed hesitant to reply, a slight smile crossed her lips before she did. “Oh come on now” she retorted.”don't I like a California girl,” “No,” I replied looking her over. “there's just something different about your looks...I'm betting your from someplace east of here.” She chuckled considering my question. “Okay I'll tell you. I was born in Wichita Kansas, my parents owned a small farm just about ten miles west of there.” “So why did you leave Kansas, did you runaway or something. I remember you telling me last night, you met Ivan when you were sixteen.” My question must've hit a nerve. Sadness washed over her face, she dropped my hand then turned away, placing fingertips to her cheeks wiping tears away. I felt awful for opening what seemed to be an old wound. I pulled her body to mine, and held her tight. “Sorry sweetheart I didn't mean to upset you, maybe I shouldn't have asked.” I said, hoping to ease her pain with such simple words. “No it's okay to ask,” she replied. “its just that your question reminds me of what happened to my parents, and how I ended up here. So now I'll tell you, because it's time for me to open up to someone I can trust, and that someone is you.” “My parents were killed in a car wreck, just about two months before my sixteenth birthday. I was an only child, and with no relatives to take me in the state wanted to ...
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