Poor Little Cassie - Chap 1 - The Plumbers

My name is Cassie. It was Christmas break and I was very happy. Happy that I was home from school, I missed my family and friends. I attend an out-of-town college-prep high school. Happy that I had a whole month without classes or homework. Happy that I had met a very cool guy the last couple of weeks of the semester and I was looking forward to next semester to see where that led.

I remember all this starting as I laid in my bed on that Monday morning. It was a little before 8:00, I had no intention of getting up this early on my first week home but Daddy had asked me and I couldn’t say no. I wasn’t sure exactly what the plumbers were coming to fix other than it was in my parent’s bathroom but my Daddy asked me to wait for them so here I am awake way too early and feeling a little frisky. I am a virgin, I almost lost that to the quarterback my second year of high school. His name was Tim and I thought he was the one, we had been dating for a year and I found myself in his car on a lonely road and he was ready. I fought him off and he dumped me a month later. Lesson learned. I thought of my new cool boyfriend. He was very cute and he seems really sweet, we haven’t had any type of sex yet. He is a great kisser and his hands are warm and soft. I smiled as I thought of going back to school.

Not much has changed. My hair is still blonde but now hangs down to the middle of my chest. I normally wear it in a ponytail and I love wearing baseball caps. It seems that is a very popular look with the guys. I was very skinny as a child but I started to fill out around my freshman year in high school and now I have beautiful boobs and a very pretty butt. My boobs are officially 36C but I am still a relatively small girl (5’4”) so they look even bigger on my small frame. My ass is tight and fills out my pants very nicely and my legs are smooth and tan. I catch the guys staring at my ass often and I have a bad habit of shaking it a little too much when I walk. Hey, why not, if you have it, flaunt it they say.

Anyway, I can’t stop my own hand from sliding into my panties and touching my clit. I shiver as the pleasure shoots through me. I love being touched and I have found in school that there are plenty of people that are willing to touch me. I am proud of myself that I haven’t fucked anyone yet, god knows there have been plenty of opportunities but I really haven’t found the one and I didn’t want to start off school that way. Sounds real honorable but now I am incredibly horny and home for a month. I can’t imagine having sex with anyone from my way too small hometown so I rub my own pussy as I think about my new boyfriend. I run my hand up my night-shirt and squeeze my boob. My nipples are rock hard and I pinch them. Another shiver runs through me.

There were two of them and they were huge. The one in the front looked Italian, he was dark and hairy. His arms had tattoos on them and they were humongous, the arms and the tattoos. I could feel my eyes lock onto his biceps and I reluctantly pulled them away. I couldn’t see the one in the back except to see he was a little taller and black. I was ripped out of my trance by a deep, smooth voice.

His teeth were perfect and white. He was really fucking cute but I was 16 and he had to be at least 40. I shook my head to clear it and smiled back.

“Anywhere.” I heard behind me and I blushed.

They put their toolboxes down and the black one knelt down and opened the cabinet under my mom’s sink. He pulled out all her stuff and slid it over to the side. He crawled under and laid on his back. I could not help but stare at his legs, specifically his crotch. I could see an outline of something huge against his thigh. I heard a chuckle and looked over to see the Italian guy staring at me. He smiled and shook his head. I wanted to crawl into a hole as I squeezed my arms tight over my chest. I wondered if he could see how horny I was. It felt like my orgasm was just hovering from before.

“No, it is in the truck. I’ll go get it. Do you need anything else?” The Italian guy said who I guess is named Tony.

“Ok, cool. You are loosening them, right?” Tony responded.

“Baby girl, we need your help for a minute. Do you mind?” Tony said to me and I turned my head to look at him.

“Well, Hank is loosening the faucets so we can tell if they are bad and someone needs to hold them down on the top or water will spray everywhere. I would do it but I need to run out to the truck real quick. We just need you to push down on the top for a couple of minutes until I get back.” Tony says and walks over to the sink.

“Now, just push down a little so Hank can get a grip down there. I will be right back.” He said and left.

“Hey, keep the pressure on up there or we are all going to get wet.” Hank said from below.

“Hank, I got the tape.” Tony said from behind me.

I felt Tony behind me and looked in the mirror to see him right behind me. I felt him push against me and his breath was in my ear.

I blushed bright red and then felt his crotch push against my ass. I felt something hard against my soft butt and knew exactly what it was. I took another deep breath and tried to think of something to say.

“No, my Daddy called it in. They have a leak.” I stammered.

“He is out of town or he would be here.” I said.

I shook my head side to side and felt his hands on my hips. I tried to form words but I just gasped as my sweatpants were pulled down to my thighs. I froze and felt his hands on my ass. I was screaming in my head to jump out of the way but I stood there frozen as he squeezed my ass. It did feel good and I closed my eyes.

I could not move and my body was betraying me. I wanted to scream and run away but I loved the way his hands covered my ass. He squeezed and I grunted. I felt a hand leave my ass then felt it on my stomach. It inched slowly up my stomach and under my shirt. I flinched as his huge hand covered my boob. He squeezed and I grunted again. He pinched my nipple and I let out a little squeal.

Tony ran his other hand up my shirt and was now kneading both of my boobs. He pinched both of my nipples and rolled them between his fingers. My body was on fire now and I was out of control. I was trying very hard to focus and stop this but everything was blurry.

I saw his hand on the counter and he picked up a pair of small scissors. I didn’t know what he was doing until I heard a snip and my panties got loose on the left side. Another snip and he pulled them off of me. I was naked below the waist and my pussy was so wet it was almost dripping. His hands were on my ass again and then down to my thighs and around to my inner thighs. I was groaning as this man wreaked havoc with my young body.

“Yeah, I can take a break.” I heard Hank and then felt hands on my knees.

“Fuck, she tastes good.” I heard Hank’s voice.

I felt my shirt moving up my body and then down my arms. I was still holding the faucets but now I had them in a death grip as the magic tongue dominated my pussy. My shirt rested loosely over my hands and then I felt Tony’s hands cover my boobs. My poor nipples felt like they were going to explode and then he pinched them. I moaned deeply and my legs felt like they were going to give way. Hank’s hands on my ass kept me from falling.

I felt the surge of pleasure rip through me and I knew I was cumming soon. I lifted my head and opened my mouth. I heard a groan.

His words lit the final fire, or it felt more like an explosion. I screamed and my legs went numb. Hank held me up and dove deeper between my legs. His tongue felt like it was deep inside me as my body started convulsing. Tony grabbed my breasts and held me up. I let go of the faucets as my arms felt numb too, my shirt fell off my arms and they hung limply by my sides as I came hard. Hank continued to lick inside my pussy and then he sucked my clit in his mouth and I felt his teeth. I screamed again and my orgasm cranked up. I was flopping around as these two men controlled my young body.

I was also delirious that I didn’t have to get up early. I did wake up early that morning, the first weekday morning of my break. Part of that was routine and part was that I knew the plumber was coming. My two brothers were not coming home until closer to Christmas. They were in college but they also had jobs. Yes, I was the baby. I had just turned 16 in September.

I stretched my body out on my bed and yawned. It felt good to stretch. I ran my hands across my tight stomach. I love my body, I always have. I remember the first time I really looked at myself in the mirror. I was very young and I thought I was really cute. I remember thinking that was a little weird but I did like myself and I didn’t see a problem with that. My hair was blonde and shoulder length and my face was perfect. So many of the other kids had issues with their hair, their face, or other parts of their body. I didn’t, I thought I was perfect.

I have been a cheerleader since I was 8 and I actually got a cheer scholarship for my prep school. I was a little overwhelmed at first by the intensity but now I love it. I competed pretty well my first semester and I am in the starting rotation now. My small size allows me to get good height and I am a great tumbler in the air so I think I opened a few eyes. I am really looking forward to getting back to school for that as well as those warm hands.

I was well on my way to a wonderful orgasm when the doorbell rang. Fuck, I jumped out of bed and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. I was very horny but still not stupid enough to answer the door in a tshirt and panties. I ran down the hall and down the stairs. Another ring. Shit, hang on, I’m coming. I jumped off the last step and felt my boobs bounce. Shit, I forgot I was only wearing a white tshirt and no bra. I hate wearing a bra, I don’t actually need one yet and they are fucking uncomfortable. I put my arm over my chest and opened the door.

“Good morning, sweetheart. We are here to fix your sink.” He said and smiled.

“Good morning, yes, come in, I will show you where it is. Follow me.” I said and turned to walk up the stairs.

Walking up the stairs I could feel their eyes on my ass and my boobs bounced softly under my shirt. My shirt wasn’t overly tight but my boobs did push against it a little and my nipples were still hard and really obvious. I tried to will them down but the eyes I knew were locked on my ass kept them hard as rocks. I reached the top of the stairs and walked into my parent’s bedroom and then into their bathroom. I stepped aside and let them in, trying my best to cover my nipples with my arms crossed over my chest.

“Tony, I think I need some pipe tape. Did we bring it in?” I heard the black guy say.

“Don’t think so, but you better get another set of faucets, these look really bad under here.” He said.

“You bet.” Was the answer from under the sink.

“What do you need?” I asked instinctively.

My mind was racing, this sounded like so much bullshit but I found myself walking towards him. I could hear my conscience screaming at me but my body wouldn’t listen. I got close and he took my hand and put it on the cold water faucet. He took my other hand and pulled it towards the hot water faucet. I had to step over Hank’s legs and straddle them to get my other hand to reach. He put his hands over mine.

I felt like an idiot standing there holding the faucets. I could feel the pressure a little under my hands as Hank worked. My bare feet were on either side of his legs and I felt him rub against my shin as he wiggled around. I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was a mess. It was in a ponytail but there were a lot of strands hanging out all over. I felt a little embarrassed that they saw me like this. My face was fine, I didn’t wear much makeup anyway and then I saw my shirt. My tshirt was about three inches over my sweatpants so my tight tummy was visible and my nipples were sticking out like headlights. I panicked and started to let go of the faucet.

I pushed down harder and tried to focus on making my nipples shrink. I tried to think of sad things but my mind kept coming back to the fact that I was straddling a black man in my parent’s bathroom just moments after I had my hand in my pussy. I looked around for something to help but I don’t know what I was thinking I would find. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I hung my head and took a deep breath.

“Cool, I am almost done. I think we can save these.” He said from below.

“That is quite a pretty picture, sweetheart.” He whispered in my ear.

“Did you set up this call just to get some attention, sweet cheeks?” He whispered again.

“Really, where is Daddy?” he said.

“I see, Daddy’s out of town and Mommy is at work so little girl needs some company.” He whispered.

“This is one fine little ass you have here, baby girl.” He whispered in my ear.

“What the fuck is going on up there? Can you…holy fuck.” I heard Hank and knew he had seen my pants down around my legs.

“Baby girl, you are one sweet piece of meat and I think you are going to enjoy this as much as we will.” He whispered in my ear and pulled back, I felt a shiver run through my whole body.

“Hank, you about done down there for a while?” Tony said.

The hands on my knees ran up to my ass and then I felt warmth on my pussy. I whimpered as a warm tongue touched my clit and then slid down between my moist lips.

I whimpered again as his tongue split open my pussy and licked all over the most sensitive part of my body. My legs were getting weak. I closed my eyes and let this magic tongue take me to paradise.

“Sweet cheeks, you are something special. These are some fine tits and that is a fucking great ass. I am suspecting from Hank’s reaction that your little cunt is just as special. I can’t wait to find out.” Tony whispered in my ear and he twisted my nipples.

“Baby girl, how do you feel about a big cock splitting open that little pussy? How do you feel about fucking a real man instead of those little school boys? You must have been quite the treat there at school. Did you fuck the whole football team yet, baby girl?” He whispered.

I felt like a rag doll as my orgasm subsided. I was breathing deep and trying to clear my head. Hank let go of my ass and Tony held onto me. I was limp in his arms. He pulled me away and I felt my feet drag across the floor, my sweatpants falling around my ankles.