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Rebellion against authority and established practices accompanies youth as closely as smoke accompanies fire. There has never been a time when young people did not question the practices of their elders.
Perhaps this tendency toward rebellion is a trait vital to the survival of the race of man. It is society’s version of nature’s unending experimentation with biological evolution. Each generation faces new problems and must find new solutions. To do this, they must indulge in a trial and error search.
Some rebellions are stronger than others. They may range from the peaceful slovenliness of the “flower children” of the mid-1960s to the vicious orgy of destruction of the 1968 Chicago Democratic National Convention. Rebellion may range in scope from a national movement embracing thousands, to the running away from home by a single dissatisfied youngster who is protesting a parental curfew.
What happens when five teenagers, not given a strong moral framework to build on, strike out against their parents? What happens when the target of their rebellion drives them to criminal extremes?
Judy Wright spread her graceful young thighs wide. As Paul Cooper settled his sturdy hips between her thighs she tangled her fingers in his shaggy, curly blond hair. She felt the head of his cock nestle between the pouting lips of her pussy, felt her firm young breasts mash flat against his muscular chest. Her nipples were hard pebble-like lumps between them as his weight drove the wind from her lungs.
At the first thrust of Paul’s hips, Judy lifted her pelvis in response. She felt the bulbous head of his engorged prick enter her crevice, prying into the wet, slick, hot folds of her sex. She wanted him, all of him, sunk in the steaming well of her hot young vagina. Clutching him, digging her fingers into his muscular back, she lifted and squirmed, trying to skewer herself on the meaty shaft of his phallus.
In response, Paul shoved at her and felt her searing, soggy folds engulf his prick, clinging lovingly to his hard cock. He savored the feel of her oozing flesh sliding against the sensitive glans of his penis. She was hot and tight and wet and ready, as eager to have him as he was to have her.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.