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 **Roadside Meteor**

   "Oh fuck!" Chelsea yelled as she heard the front tire blow out; car
swerve out of control and, before she had any chance of regaining control,
went off the road and crashed into a tree.

   "What the..." The 11-year-old girl murmured from the passenger seat as
she woke up.  "What happened sis?" She asked, looking around.

   "Don't worry Sofia, just try to go back to sleep," Chelsea replied.

   "What was that sound?" Sofia asked.  She stretched her arms out and
yawned, then looked over the dashboard and out the cracked windshield. 
"Did you crash the car?"

   "No Sof.  Just lay back down, damn," Chelsea replied, frustrated.

   There was no way of denying it.  How embarrassing?  Chelsea was excited
when her parents let her take Sofia home early from the party; it was her
first time driving long-distance.  Her parents would kill her for crashing
the car, especially with Sofi in the passenger seat.

   She let out a deep sigh and picked up the smartphone and tried to call
her father.  "Damn it!" She yelled, startling her sister, when he failed to
answer.  She tried her mom, and swore when it went to her voice mail.

   "Melinda makes guests turn off their phones, remember?" Sofia piped up.

   "Yeah," Chelsea sighed and slumped back into her seat.  She called her
dad again and left a message, asking him to pick up.

   "I'm going to see if I can get some help, so you stay right there."
Chelsea opened the door and walked back towards the road.

   In the dim light from her car she could see what had to be dozens of
nails and screws scattered around the pavement.

   "What the fuck?" She asked to herself.

   As she was examining the shrapnel on the ground she jumped when the
sound of a car door shutting reached her ears; she turned around and saw
Sofia walking across the grass with her long black hair swaying ominously
in the nightly breeze.

   "I thought I told you to stay in the car!" Chelsea shouted.

   Sofia just shrugged her shoulders and kept walking, but Chelsea didn't
notice as she was back to looking at what was in the road.

   In less than a few seconds the night air was pierced with a loud shriek
that made Chelsea's blood freeze.  She turned back around to see a tall man
standing behind Sofia with an arm wrapped around her waist and a big grin
on his face.

   Chelsea in her panic started to run over to the man, gripping the pencil
in her pocket, but came to a halt when he pulled a pistol out and pointed
it at Sofia's head.

   "Shut the fuck up!" He yelled viciously and struck the preteen on the
side of her head.

   "Okay, okay!" Sofia cried out and stopped screaming, after receiving
another two blows to the head.  She somehow managed to resolve herself to
crying.

   "Good," he boomed enthusiastically, "now that we're cooperating we can
move on." He released his grip on Sofia, but pointed the gun when she tried
to take off towards Chelsea.  "Now little lady, I want you to take off your
clothes."

   Sofia just stood there at first, taken aback by his request.  But when
the man raised his gun to hit her again she grabbed the hem of her hoodie.
Once he lowered the gun she pulled it up over her head and threw it to the
ground.

   "Keep going."

   She reluctantly grabbed the fabric of her t-shirt and slowly pulled it
off.  The man licked his lips as she revealed her flat belly and perky
buds. She threw the shirt on the ground with the hoodie and then wrapped
her arms around herself; the cool night air raised goosebumps on her naked
torso and made her nipples go hard.

   "I didn't say you could stop because you're cold; you gotta take the
rest off."

   Sofia sniffled and slowly pushed down her blue jeans and panties,
revealing her hairless slit to a man for the first time in her life.  She
let them drop to the ground and bent down to remove them along with her
socks and shoes.  Then she stood there shivering and crying on the side of
the road with a gun pointed at her face.

   "Wha-what do you wa-want?" Sofia asked timidly.

   He didn't say anything and instead looked over at Chelsea.  "I want you
to take off your clothes too, or your little sister gets it."

   Chelsea gasped, but did as the man said.  She didn't bother to go slow,
out of fear of what would happen to Sofia if she did.  When she removed her
bra and her large firm tits dropped out she started sobbing.  "Why?" She
cried out as she removed her skirt and panties.

   "Very nice," he commented when she threw her flip-flops and stood there
with her nicely-toned body on full display, and shivering like her sister.

   "Now come over here and stand by your sister!"

   Chelsea slowly moved her feet one after the other; reluctantly moving as
the stranger ordered.  She stopped two feet from her sister and just stood
there sobbing, not sure what was going to happen.

   "Now," he groaned as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down to
his knees, "it's time for us to have some fun." He pushed his boxers down
and his erect cock spring forward.

   "Please no!" Chelsea whimpered: Sofia remained quiet.

   "I want you," he pointed at Sofia, "to suck on my cock while she licks
your cunt."

   "No!  Uh-uh!  No way!  I refuse!" Chelsea stammered, waving her hands as
she moved back.

   The man moved the gun closer to Sofia and Chelsea stopped in her tracks.

   "Please sir, d-don't make me do this to Sofi.  I'll do whatever you want
if you just leave her alone!" She begged through tears.

   "But I want you to lick Sofi's cunny while she sucks my cock."

   Surprisingly, it was Sofia who took the initiative; with tears streaming
from her eyes she dropped to her knees and placed her face in front of his
cock.  She grabbed the shaft in her right hand and placed the tip of his
member in her mouth.

   "Someone seems to know what she's doing," the man patted her head.

   "A boy I hang out with taught me," she said as she slurped his cock.

   "Are you going to join us?" The man beamed at her and placed the gun
against Sofia's forehead.

   Chelsea reluctantly got down on all fours and placed her head between
Sofia's legs and her mouth against the preteen's prepubescent pussy.  "I'm
so sorry," she cried before her tongue pushed through her slit and slivered
around her clitoris.  Sofia gasped at the sensation, but managed to keep
sucking on cock.

   "Now here's the deal," he looked down at Sofia, "if you can make me cum
first I will show your sister mercy, but if you cum first then you're the
one who gets off easy."

   Sofia shook her head in understanding, then she started rocking her head
back and forth, taking more and more of his shaft down her throat.  At the
same time she was panting madly as Chelsea's tongue explored deeper into
her sex, stimulating her organ and sending her into a state of absolute
pleasure.

   Both Sofia and the stranger felt an oncoming orgasm after only a few
minutes.  They were both groaning loudly into the night, although Sofia's
was muffled by the meat in her throat.  They both inched closer, but
Chelsea was able to make Sofia orgasm first.

   Sofia threw her head backwards and arched her back, and screamed into
the night as she came.  Her body spasmed and the cock in her mouth flew out
as her own sex organ sprayed pussy juice into Chelsea's mouth and onto her
face.

   Because Sofia let go as she came, the man grabbed his penis and slapped
the tip against her huffing mouth and stroked it.  He stroked it for ten
more seconds until strings of cum shot out onto her face, then he grabbed
her by the back of her head and pushed her all the way down his shaft as he
emptied his load into her esophagus.  She gagged, and when he finally let
her go she dropped to her hands, panting and wheezing at the ground with
cum and saliva dripping from her mouth.

   As she raised her head to glare at him, the man leveled the gun against
her forehead and pulled the trigger.  She dropped to the ground with a hole
in her head, and blood spilled out onto the dirt and into a puddle.

   Chelsea was unfortunate enough to still have her face between Sofia's
legs and was sprayed when her bladder emptied its contents.  She screamed
frantically as she jerked back and fell crying onto her deceased sister's
body.

   "You-you-you said you would let her..."

   "I said I would show mercy to her if she orgasmed first.  I didn't say I
would let her live.  She got a painless death, unlike what you'll get."

   The man went behind Chelsea and aimed the gun.  She was too distraught
over the death of her sister to notice, until he opened fire.  Her body
jolted and she yelped as nine bullets ripped through her lower back.  She
fell to the ground and slumped over Sofia's body, before she rolled over
onto her back and sprawled out on the dirt.

   It took a few seconds for the pain to fully register, but when it did
she yelled in agony at the top of her lungs, and violently shifted her
position.  When she spread her legs in her convulsions the man fired four
bullets into exposed pussy, sending her into more violent, agonizing
screams.  He reloaded the gun and emptied most of the clip into her
breasts, before he sent the last three bullets into her throat.

   Her screams devolved into incoherent gurgling as blood filled her
shredded lungs and sprayed from her mouth.  After a few minutes her
convulsions stopped and her body went mostly still, but continued twitching
for another ten minutes.

   By the time their bodies were discovered an hour later by a family in an
SUV, the killer was long gone.