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

    place me with some local religious fanatic foster parents,” she threw her head back and laughed. “Oh! hell no I wasn't into that, not with me being the independent girl I was back then and I still am. I wasn't going to let them force me to live with some family I didn't know....So one night just before being forced to live with those people I hopped into an old car my daddy fixed up for me and drove to L.A with the idea of fulfilling my dreams of becoming a glamorous movie star.” She spun around and kicked the beach, sending a cloud of sand into the warm morning breeze.“Shit of course nothing worked out, it didn't take too long for me to learn how tough L.A and Hollywood can be on dreamers like me. After traveling around following leads for casting calls from talent sections of news papers, some talent scouts did say I had talent, but the trouble was none of them wanted to hire a sixteen year old runaway like me.” She kicked more sand showing frustrated anger.“Then one day, after about three weeks in town, some asshole stole my car. And the worse part of that wasn't just my car being stolen, that car had ten thousand dollars of my parents money I had withdrawn from their bank account before leaving Wichita...Yes I know Jack, it was a stupid place to stash that much money. But anyway before that happened I had rented a cheap apartment in an upstairs room of an old ladies house, when the money ran out she threw my ass out on the street ,” “Ha,” she laughed looking into my ...
    eyes. “But lucky for me I'm not one of those mid western virgins you've heard about,” she joked. “If you have heard of mid western virgins, don't believe it Jack, they don't exist. I had learned a few sexual skills back home, so I began selling my pussy and sucking a few dicks to make ends meet...And to make a long story short, that's how I met good old Ivan Vanicheck.” “He found me working late one night out on Hollywood Boulevard and asked me to come work for him. Saying if I did, he would help me get into a decent apartment and find me lots of good paying trustworthy johns, and he and his men would protect me from abusive clients,” “What he told me that night sounded good, because the night before meeting him a guy I met slugged me in the face, raped me, then stole what little money I had on me...I told Ivan what the guy did and looked like, then a few days later after agreeing to work for him he showed me a picture of the guy....His men found him and put a bullet through his fucked up brain.” Hearing this part of her story sent chills down my spine...I noticed she seemed troubled by her last statement as well. There was fear showing in her blue eyes, but it seemed to fade as she went on. Needing to know what she's been through I let her talk. “Shit I was a mess a little over three years ago, always half starved, wearing dirty cloths and getting ripped off buy guys like that dead asshole. If my so called friends wouldn't let me crash at their pad I would end up sleeping in ...