Kim was a product of the consumer age. In fact, like every teenager of every age, she hated. She wanted to do everything differently, and especially not like her parents. The only difference with Kim was that she really made it true. When she was sixteen she had left home, left school and home behind, and just left. Now she was three years older and had conquered a new world for herself.
Kim was cool. In fact, Kim was the coolest in her gang, making her the unofficial leader. She had blonde, shoulder-length hair, and was of delicate shape. However, what she lacked in strength made her away with her agility. She was a skater, an athlete on the street.
Facingly, she glided with her skateboard over the railing of a staircase that connected Berbergasse with Martinsplatz. It was a great feeling to slide on the abyss between success or failure. Any wrong emotion on her body would result in a fall and indescribable pain, and what would be worse, she would probably lose the bet.
The bet, yes, that's what it was about here. Her board had reached the edge of the aluminum railing and hovered beyond. She had never been interested in physics at school, but here she practiced this live. Acceleration, inertia, friction, all of these things she now took intuitively into account as her skateboard floated through the air. The plastic rolls touched the asphalt floor and Kim continued to glide.
She was in a hurry, had no time to waste. Her foot further accelerated the board. She skilfully avoided the passers-by on the square. Thick sweat beads had formed on their slightly tanned skin. In addition to knee and elbow protectors, the girl also wore black hotpants and a wide-cut skater shirt under which you could see her sport bra. Effort and summer heat had meanwhile penetrated their clothes with their sweat. Her blonde hair was also soaked and waved into strands formed in the wind.
In front of her was a step that separated the square from the street. Kim continued to accelerate, at the last moment she tore up her board and jumped over the urban obstacle. She landed on the walkway laid out with concrete slabs and immediately tried again with her foot to regain the speed lost by the jump.
Kim drove along Kennedy Avenue. The old trees provided shade while the footpath was so wide that it could easily avoid the pedestrians, even if they kept calling for wild insults.
„ Take care of the bitch! “, a man from mid-fifties called in their direction while he was standing at a tree with his German shepherd. The animal growled wildly.
„ Fuck, dude, "was her short answer before he was out of earshot.
Kim almost did it. The avenue culminated in a roundabout, from there it was only a few hundred meters to the finish line, and there was nothing to be seen from Alex anywhere. She would do it, she would be the first at the war memorial.
Victory would end a feud that had been smoldering between their TCs and the werewolves for three months. Both skater gangs claimed the free, remote place around the war memorial. There had been several palpations, although Kim's Thunder Chickens unfortunately could not do much against the physically stronger boys of the werewolves.
The dispute escalated last week when an idiot took a horror gun with it. Kim didn't know who started, but in the end there were two boys in the hospital. Then yesterday, she met Alex and tried to find a solution. In the end, this race came out as a solution. She was able to convince Alex, the leader of the werewolves, that the best skater should rule this square in the middle of the north park. Alex had initially rejected because sooner or later his wolves would drive away the mostly younger and, above all, often female skaters of the Thunder Chickens. Eventually, however, she had exploited his masculinity. She offered herself as an additional bet.
The roundabout, from which a road branched off into the Nordpark, came into view. Her speed was a kick because she enjoyed her upcoming victory almost as much. The last time she saw Alex was 5 kilometers from here was when she left him at a red light. The skater girl turned into the roundabout at full speed and struggled not to lose her balance or even to slip. The plastic wheels squeaked when the material reached the limits of what was possible.
Suddenly there was another tortured sound of small groaning polyurethane wheels. Kim looked out onto the street from the sidewalk and saw Alex shooting past her at that moment. He was in the middle of the street and slid into the slipstream of a car, the trunk of which he held onto. At the last moment he pushed himself off and turned into the side street, which led directly to the war memorial in the middle of the park. He pushed himself off the vehicle so skillfully that he had a much greater momentum on it than she did.
Kim swore, but nothing was lost yet. It also accelerated with a few foot tempo. The brown-haired skater in his jeans and black muscle shirt was slowly losing its drive because he was heavier than her and it went slightly uphill.
He turned shortly after her as she gave him a devastating look. The distance between the two became shorter and shorter. Finally, they came almost at the same height to the stairs that led to the field of fate. The square in the center of which was the war memorial.
Alex reached for a pole and drove down the flat taxiway in a breakneck manner, which was actually intended for wheelchair users and strollers. If Kim followed him, she would have lost, because in any case he would arrive down in front of her and comfortably reach the monument. There were already more than a dozen young people there. Some of them sat on their skateboards, some of them stood on the walls of the monument. They cheered and roared. Otherwise no one was on the square to see the war memorial. It was a working day and most of those who knew someone from those honored here were long dead.
Kim had only one chance of winning. It was all or nothing. Instead of following Alex, she jumped on the side wall of the stairs with her board. Only briefly put the wheels on the marble, but then it turned back in the air and jumped into the abyss. It was three meters deep and, due to its high speed, it literally hovered through the air.
Those present opened their mouths in astonishment when they saw that. Elke, Alex girlfriend and Fangirl, stunned the jump with her digital camera. The skater went to her knees to cushion this 15-meter jump, with which she had left her adversary far behind.
The rear wheels first touched the stone slabs of the square with a loud crash. Kim immediately heard that something was wrong. Then the skateboard tipped to the side even before its front wheels touched the floor. A screw was broken and the left rear wheel jumped off like a bullet.
The skater girl was also hurled by her uncontrollable board. She hit a wheel twice before losing enough speed and cracked on the floor with knee and elbowmen. The girl had spent a lot of time in the gymnastics and carnival club in her childhood, now she saved her bourgeois training from serious injuries. Her fingerless black gloves had also saved her hands from abrasions.
When she straightened up with a face contorted with pain, she could see Alex between her sweat-adhesive strands of hair, who had just reached the war memorial 30 meters away. He triumphantly grabbed his playmate like a doll and pressed her to his sweaty body. The petite girl with slowly wavy brown hair willingly let her tongue in her throat. Reluctantly, Kim turned away when she realized that this was also part of the bet just lost.
The members of the Thunder Chicken ran to her and wanted to see what happened to her companion. She put her hands on her eyes and wiped sweat and disappointment out of her face, but it didn't work. Peter, a nice boy who, however, mostly could not prevail against gravity in his tricks, helped her to her feet. Bianka came to her with the remains of Kim's skateboard.
The damage that had cost her victory was limited. The axle was slightly bent and a screw was simply broken. The wheel would probably be able to attach them to them again if the screw residues were able to be pulsed out of the axle.
„ What are we doing now? “, Benni asked. The boy looked at her a little helplessly.
„ I don't know. But we can find another spot, "said Kim exhausted.
„ The jump was too cool ... it's a shame that I didn't record it with my cell phone. “
„ But we, "sounded Alex's strong rough voice. „ Looks class. If you like, we can upload it. “
„ Cool ". “, said Kim and avoided his gaze.
„ You're welcome, "nodded the leader of the werewolves and wiped the sweat out of his forehead. „ But now we come to our little bet. Your red noses should disappear. And then we come to the other part of the bet. Do you want to hear it again? “
Elke held the display of her camera in Kim's direction, which showed how Alex and she stood in front of the Südbahnhof two hours ago and discussed the details of the values. Finally came the sentence that she had used as bait, but which was now damn heavy in her stomach.
„ ... If you win, you can fuck me as you want. ... “ that was their words. Funny and challenging. Elke was delighted by the visible winds of her counterpart.
„ So what do you want? “, She asked irritably. She hated him. He had seized this, her spot for himself and his thugs. He had appeared here. He was the intruder, and now he had narrowly conquered her. It would have been her victory if this damn screw had held. The sultry heat of the early afternoon seemed unbearable in this windless moment.
„ Fuck you. After all, this is the price at stake. “
Kim thought he was concerned with.
„ So when? Should I come to you tonight? “
„ No. Here and now. “ He smiled and his smile looked at her like a wolf's smile in a flock of sheep. Sweat ran from his forehead, over his cheeks and caught in his chin beard. Alex was relatively old. He volunteered for the army after school. During that time his youth had split up, but when he was back he had quickly conquered the street again. Kim didn't know how he did it, but after a few weeks the adult thugs were back by his side, and new, lower creatures had also stepped by his side.
Elke was one of them. Elke used to be with the Thunder Chicken. This spoiled gör from a rich family could not even put a simple flip on the board, but with Daddy's pocket money she bought her affiliation. Kim clenched her hand to the fist. She would have loved to sink it on her make-up face.
Quiet thunder rumbling was heard. The Thunder Chicken had left the square. Alex had settled on the memorial bench. The old war memorial with its black marble panels now served as the throne for the ex-soldier. Kim knelt in front of him and looked up at him. He had opened his pants and looked down at her. His limb literally jumped in her face. And she found that it was outrageously big. Somehow she would have liked a small deformed part from him.
The werewolves had positioned themselves in a semicircle around them. Some sat on their skateboards, others stood there casually, with one foot on the board. Elke, who himself had no real relationship with a board, but only with its owners, held her camera on the skater's face.
„ Let them show their little tits “, Gör smiled maliciously.
„ Good idea. “ Alex leaned forward and reached for her shirt and pulled it over the girl's head. The young woman both considered an angry look, with her anger focusing more and more on her opponent. The leader grabbed her breasts and freed her breasts, which were not so small, from the prison of the black sports bra.
A astonishment went through the ranks of the men and one shouted in amazement: „ How cool is that? The old man has pierced tits. “
The other men agreed with him, and Alex used the proximity of his fingers and played around the nipples of his won playmate, which were pierced with silver rings. These immediately became stiff and stood together with the associated pair of young, taut breasts from the athletic body of the blonde skater.
„ You're a damn, horny skater girl, "he murmured softly to her. Now something sparkled in Elke's eyes. Jealousy. She was jealous of this damn supergirl. So far, Elke has mainly thought of the humiliation of her secret intimate enemy, who made her look so old with the Thunder Chicken. That's why she had left her, and was the only girl to be accepted by the werewolves. Here she was the queen at the side of the king. And now her king felt the tits of this bitch with pleasure.
„ Finally fuck her! “, she hissed Alex. However, the latter ignored her while playing with Kim's pierced nipples.
„ There would be another tattoo, "he smiled, slightly twirling her nipples.
„ Who says I don't have one. Only this lies in deeper wetlands “, Kim breathed softly, which suddenly found it somehow exciting. Whether it was due to the rising thunderstorm that had already pushed its gray clouds over the city sky, whether it was due to Elke's obvious jealousy, whether it was due to the greedy looks of the many men – she didn't know. She only knew that it couldn't be Alex. This damn asshole that so skillfully spoiled its exposed breasts. The thunder grew louder.
„ You messed up little thing. I always knew you were a horny bitch. “
„ Should I blow your cock now so that we can get the show behind us? “
„ Make yourself quiet, "smiled Alex, dropping her tits and leaning against the still warm marble.
The girl put her right hand around the older skater's sack. Only her fingertips protruded from the glove and tenderly stroked the shaved eggs. With her left hand she reached a bandage on her right upper arm. There was a secret compartment in which she always hid a condom. She tore it up with her teeth and put it in her mouth. She skilfully leaned forward and put it on his mouth. A murmur went through the crowd.
„ Safe is safe, "commented the gang leader. „ Who knows what the bitch already had in its mouth today. “
The crowd laughed and Kim had meanwhile pulled the rubber completely over his tail, even if she had to use her fingers for the last rest because she was unable to pick it up completely. Elke continued to film. She was stunned by the street girl's skill in dealing with her friend's tail.
With a smack, she released the good piece from her mouth and said clearly: „ So far only good things. “ Then she put her lips back over the covered limb and began to blow artfully. The smacking and beating of her tongue was clearly heard when she glided over the latex. She repeatedly played around his glans with her tip of the tongue. Her fingertips continued to scratch his testicles. Slowly, male moans also mixed into the general background noise.
„ How cool is it, "the boys murmur. The sweat was clearly on their faces, and the erection of the gang members was clearly visible between their legs. Kim slowly enjoyed the feeling. It didn't bother her to lick the latex so much, because it was nothing more than if she had a neutral dildo in her mouth. She looked at her plot technically and was happy about the praise, especially since it certainly hurt Elke far more.
Again and again she licked the entire length of Alex Stab. That had to be a real 25 centimeters. A size she only knew from dildos or porn so far. Then she put her lips over the huge flesh again. Her mouth had to open as far as possible to absorb him. Her eyes looked into that of the man who defeated and won her today. Again they fought a game, a bet of pleasure. He took the next step and reached into her sweaty blonde hair and slowly gave her the beat of his lust.
Kim opened her thighs slightly and, unnoticed by the others, touched her shame with her free hand, which was clearly evident under her hotpants. The desire slowly grew stronger in her too. She felt the swing of her tits supported by the downward sport of bra. She felt the weight of the metal rings in her stiff nipples.
The sweat on her pretty face now slowly mixed with the spit, which dripped sideways at her corners of her mouth. This mixture gathered on her chin and now dripped down clearly on her excellent breasts. It was a unique sight for the werewolves that Elke captured with her camera. Recording this video was the only thing she could do while she was infested with jealousy and secretly jammed lust.
The skater's knee pads were a real gift at that moment. Instead of inconveniently digging up her knees on the marble steps, she was able to take care of her work on the gang boss's huge tail. His moans grew louder. More and more demanding is the movement of his hand on her head, which she now found to be the yardstick of her impending triumph. Her fingers danced around his well-filled scrotum, while the other hand massaged her shame through the thin fabric of her black hotpants. She would let him come because now he was in her hand.
Suddenly he grabbed her and dragged her to her feet. Surprised, she cried out. They took his strong hands on their hips and lifted them onto the stone slabs.
„ Hey, what? “, she protested.
„ You made me really horny now. So no one has blown me yet. Now I want my promised fuck. “ With these words, he pulled her hotpants down to his knees and pushed her wafer-thin string aside. Kim had no choice but to support himself with his hands on the tablets of the fallen. Again she remembered that she hated him.
<DAY1> Yes, you hurt, "Elke said. „ Push him into your ass. “
Elke felt the upper water again. She noticed how Kim was reluctant to be positioned by Elke's friend. With the ass, she said consciously. She knew Alex was standing on it, but she refused to do so every time. She was disgusted with it and also feared the pain. Therefore, headache, nausea or anything had to serve as an excuse every time. She especially wanted the feared pain for Kim. He should stake her, tear her ass open with his masculinity.
Alex decided differently. Unnoticed by Kim, he pulled the condom off his tail. The sound went down in the cheers of his boys. He put the huge swollen glans on the clearly visible labia of her depilated cunt. Her crisp ass was decorated with a tattoo. This consisted of filigree lines and symmetrically enclosed their ass, where they glided along and finally united at the level of their pussy, and framed their shame.
This obvious invitation to their sexuality further incited him. Between their tight buttocks, their labia dripping with moisture literally swollen apart, so despite their size, his glans had no problem finding the entrance. He slowly pushed into her while his hands rested on her hips and pulled her towards him.
Kim felt him incredibly intensely as he pushed his broad, powerful link into her vagina. She also feels that the latex skin no longer stood between them. At first she wanted to protest, but she knew that it was futile and was only interpreted as a sign of weakness.
Alex wouldn't have AIDS, she thought. And if he pregnant her? She quickly suppressed this thought. His bumps became faster and faster. Her narrow young vagina was pushed apart more and more. Kim groaned softly and struggled to support himself on the smooth marble tablets while taking them from behind while standing. It was an indescribable feeling. This narrowness of experiencing this intense pleasure almost robbed her of her mind. The girl's knees softened when his limb began to push against her innermost, against her uterus.
The blonde girl groaned and groaned sound. Alex enjoyed it. He enjoyed her lust as much as he enjoyed his. He slid from her hip with one hand and put her around her chest. His fingertips felt one of their hard pierced nipples. He played with her and kept driving the girl's mind crazy as his tail continued to glide into her damp crevice. He elicited further words of pleasure from her.
But not only the newly found couple was immersed in a wild stream of feelings. Elke also trembled as she kept the camera on the two. They cried out for their intimate enemy and disturbed them at the same time. She noticed the wild lust in the blonde's face and the desire in her friend's eyes. The desire went far beyond ordinary sex. Alex wanted to own it. He wanted to know her by his side.
The rest of the werewolves knew nothing of Elke's inner conflict. They only saw here for the first time in their lives how a girl was fucked on the street. And they enjoyed this show. They were now in their thoughts in front of her and let her suck her tail. They were now behind her in their thoughts and fucked her to her heart's content.
In reality, however, only one fucked the girl. The leader of the werewolves fucked her at an ever faster pace. He split his plunger her pleasure grotto with every push. Her upper body continued to sink forward. Her hands found no hold on the dead's name boards, and her knees gave way more and more.
However, this did not bother Alex. He rammed his undisguised limb into her wildly and uninhibitedly. He pinned her and didn't notice the louder thunder. Instead, he focused on her horny wheezing and groaning. He loved it when a woman was loud during sex.
And Kim was loud. Without shame she screamed her lust. Screeched with lust whenever his glans chased through her tender flesh. Rank of air when he pressed against her uterus. Whimpered with unfulfilled excitement.
Eventually a flash of lightning flinched directly over her heads and at that moment it came to him. His plump, powerful limb began to twitch wildly into it. He completely pushes himself into her and splashed his seed exactly against her uterus. The amount of semen was as huge as his tail. The warm seeds filled the girl's stomach, while his masculinity began to twitch wildly in her. Now his orgasm was transferred to them too.
Like the thunderclap, the climax seemed to come down from heaven. He fogged her senses. Let them see stars. The neurons flickered wildly in their heads, playing roller coaster with their minds. Kim reared up and literally fell back into his arms. He held her upright body while his masculinity was still in her vagina. A hand lay around her naked stomach. The other hand rested on her pierced chest and gently caressed it. His limb was only half in it, and so a mix of seeds and love nectar rolled past his thick beating from her vagina, which was surrounded by a tattoo.
Kim and Alex enjoyed this sense of union. They didn't think about their gangs or their bets. They didn't think at all. She reached back over her shoulder and gently stroked him over the cheek. He kissed her hand and leaned down to her, and kissed her lovingly on the cheek and her bare neck. He enjoyed the taste of her sweat. He enjoyed their proximity. He felt her rapid, hectic pulse. Enjoy her fragrance. Sog, this through the nostrils deep into his mind.
Calmness came. Then a wind suddenly picked up and within a few moments it started to pour wildly. Elke grabbed Alex by the wrist and shouted: „ We have to run away here, otherwise the thunderstorm catches us. “
The other skaters also started to go. The show was over. Alex hesitantly separated from Kim, but then put his pants back on. He quickly closed his jeans' belt. Together with Elke and the others, he drove away quickly.
Only Kim was left alone at the war memorial. She turned and sank to the floor with her pants still pulled down. She leaned backwards against the stone slabs, which she had recently used as a support.
Lost, she looked across the square. While the storm rains quickly grew into a real cloudburst, thousands of fragments of experiences and feelings were still floating around in her head. His sperm was still seeping out of her vagina, while the thunderstorm washed her body extensively.
Nature seemed to clean them, nature seemed to baptize them. Lost in thought, Kim stroked her nipples over her nipples, playing around the silver pearls of her piercing. Slowly her hand went deeper. She glided over her flat, well-trained stomach, inside which there were still countless Alex sperm cells. Hopefully the adventure stayed without a follow, it shot through her head. A flash of lightning flinched again over the firmament of the north park. Moments later, a huge thunderbolt shook her body and the environment.
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