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

    attempting to help place her body in the trunk, this caused her short black gold and green tartan plaid skirt to hike up exposing red bikini panties. “Hey assholes, put the girl down gently and let her go now....Or I'll shoot.” This took them by surprise, the man holding her legs looked at me and quickly dropped his end, but the other man defied me keeping his arms wrapped around her upper chest. “Who the fuck are you, asshole,” he snarled viciously. I chuckled fighting my own fear, before replying. “I'm the man aiming my gun at your head, that's who the fuck I am....Now let her go, or I will shoot you.” I couldn't believe what I said, or how I said it. It was anger finally being unleashed after the painful events of my day, and now seeing this young women being beaten and about to be thrown into a trunk as if her body were merely trash to be disposed of. The girl spoke the mans name. “Alex, do what the man said....Let me go damn you.” I was having a difficult time of keeping an eye on both men, the slightly shorter man on the left seemed to appear fearful. But his taller slightly older partner didn't seem the leased bit afraid. Through all of this I did my best to stay calm, but the trouble was before now I had never actually aimed my gun at living targets before, having only shot paper targets cut out in human shapes at the range once a month. To say the least, staying calm was a very difficult task. The taller man spoke. “You are not a policemen, my friend....You have ...
    never killed a man before. I am right about this....So please put your gun away, before you hurt someone with that thing.” The way he looked at me was completely unnerving, he was smiling, his dark eyes looked me over, as if sizing my personality up to his. And he obviously knew what he was doing, as if he's been in worse situations then this, with a much tougher experienced opponents than me. Suddenly the girl in his clutches took on her own defensive while he stared me down, lifting her foot up high then planting the spiked heel of her shoe hard into the mans right foot. As he yelled out in pain she quickly twisted away then stepped in behind me. As this took place my eyes caught a glimpse of the man named Issac reaching for a gun concealed under his jacket. Without thinking I quickly aimed and fired one round off, hitting Issac in the upper chest. The bullets impact sent his body tumbling into the open trunk. He was dead, his lifeless legs dangled over the rear bumper. The girl screamed. “Look out mister.” Turning my attention to Alex I caught him drawing his weapon, my finger rapidly pulled my guns trigger. I wasn't thinking at all, just reacting. Everything seemed to go blank. I heard no sound, but three rounds tore through the mans chest. My guns report echoed over the brick walls of buildings surrounding the alleyway parking lot. The tall mans body didn't fall right away, instead of simply dying like his partner did he staggered back then slowly fell to his knees, looked ...