There was once a girl named Elma, she was 15 years old. She had a great, curvy body. She had a 36B cup breasts, and was a real flirt. She was one of the schools most popular girls, and all the guys were in line, asking her out.
Her best friends name was Sunny, or sunjana, and was also 15. They did absolutely everything together, and were inseprable. Sunny was half british and half indian, although she tried avoiding her indian heritage. Her voice had a strong British accent. She had a beige skin tone, and was slim. Her hips werent as curvy as Elma’s, but they had somewhat of a shape. Sunnys breasts were small A cups, with dark brown, pinchable nipples.
Often times while the girls were changing together, Elma would fantisize about lapping her tounge around Sunny’s nipples and sucking and pinching them, while Sunny sat there holding her head, moaning. As you could tell, Elma had a sexual mind. She wasn’t a lesbian, but she would much rather prefer pussy then dick. She would go home and masturbate, fantisizing her teachers and friends being raped. She loved rape.
One night the girls were having a sleepover at Elma’s house, which was quite big, and the closest naighbors were half a mile or mile away. Her parents were out of town, and only her sister was with her, though she was off at her friends house for the night. They had the house to themselves. Deciding to order pizza and watch tv while they waited, Elma eyed Sunny as she was flipping through channels. She suddenly began fantisizing about her best friend again, getting horny.
Although it was summer, the house was cold due to the broken heater. Sunnys nipples were sticking out of her shirt, which wasn’t anything new since she disliked wearing bras. Elmas pussy was wet and she strongly wanted to pounce onto sunny and lick her from head to toe.
Soon enough, interrupting her fantasy the doorbell rang. Sunny ran off to anwser the door, she was extremely hungry. The pizza man exchanged their large cheese pizza with the twenty dollar bill, and was about to leave until he saw Elma in her short shorts walking toward the kitchen.
The man looked as if he was in his middle 20’s, with a bald head, and stained pizza hut shirt. He had wet arm pits, and a large belly, which stuck out over his belted pants. His eyes lit up watching Elmas little ass shake as it walked.
Sunny slowly closed the door as he stopped it with a strong muscled arm, and asked, “Your parents home kiddo?”
“Uhh.. This isn’t my house, but no, nobodies here but me and her..” Sunny pointed toward Elma, who was walking toward the door with a confused look on her face.
The man checked Elma out, not caring wether she noticed or not, and then brought his eyes over to sunny. He then stepped into the house, the girls having no clue as to what was going on.
“Uh.. May we help you?” Elma asked in a bitchy tone, stepping back.
“Shut the fuck up bitch,” he anwsered, pulling out a pocket knife, holding it up to sunnys neck, “or ill cut her fucking head off.”
By now both the girls were frightened and were frozen in shock. Sunny began to whimper, pleading little “no’s” and “please don’t” under her breath.
“I told you to SHUT THE FUCK UP!” he yelled, pushing down on sunnys throat, causing a drop of blood to form; she began to cry, trying to stop herself.
Elma was almost on the verge of crying, and tried to run to get the phone to call 911 when the pizza man yelled, “HEY, another move or sound will result in your BITCH friend DEAD. Get on the fucking couch, cooperate and nobody will get hurt,” then letting out a, “that much” under his breath.

Elma shivered, and sniffled while walking over to the couch. The pizza man kept his arm wrapped around Sunny as he walked over to the couch as well, sitting both the girls next to him.
“Now I have some nice little bitches,” he said, looking at both, “how about a little kiss” he leaned toward elma and began forcing his toungue down her throat as she tried pushing him away.
“Igh..