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06:38, 2011-Dec-26
Lucy anal toy. PART 1: Hank Stenson was a very wealthy businessman, lucy anal toy so wealthy in fact that he didn’t even need to work anymore. He could oversee his company from home, occasionally holding video conference calls with his executives from his lounge in his mansion. His home was a fourteen bedroom monstrosity in rural Colorado. It had a restaurant quality kitchen complete with a live-in chef, a movie theater, an Olympic sized pool, and a sauna. He was only 40, but he was already a multi-billionaire. Then Hank’s wife Sylvia left him after 12 years of marriage to become a lesbian with her best friend Joan. They ran off to New Hampshire, leaving Hank alone to raise his 12 year old daughter Rebecca
Rebecca was a beautiful little girl, with long wavy blond hair and big round blue eyes. Her skin was creamy white, and blemish free. She had just reached puberty and was beginning to develop womanly curves. She had tiny little breast buds and a cute bubbled lucy anal toy ass. She was very skinny, but had broad hips like her mother


Child-bearing hips, Hank thought. Like many geniuses, Hank was not the most stable of individuals, and his anger at Sylvia set him over the edge. One night, he snuck into Rebecca’s room while she was sleeping. She looked so angelic with her hair floating out around her face like a halo. Hank grinned maniacally, and lowered himself onto her bed, straddling her. She made a noise in her sleep and wriggled back and forth, her body moving against Hank’s thighs and instantly hardening his cock. He unzipped his pants to free his throbbing member. Hank reached up under Rebecca’s nightgown and was pleased to discover she was not wearing underwear


He rubbed her soft pussy lips, eliciting an unconscious moan from his daughter. He lifted her nightgown up around her hips and positioned himself over her. Then suddenly he clamped his hands down on her shoulders so she couldn’t move and then plunged his hard penis into her tight little cunt. Her eyes sprung open and she screamed out loud. Daddy what are you doing?!?!” she shrieked. Hank laughed but didn’t say anything, just rammed his cock into her harder and harder. Daddy, please stop, it hurts!” she cried, tears streaming down her soft cheeks. He thrust faster and faster until finally he came hard inside her, spilling his warm seed into her cunt. Daddy no,” she whimpered, “no, please. He slapped her forcefully across the mouth. Don’t speak to me that way, slut. From now on you will do exactly what I say. You will not go to school, you will be homeschooled instead. You will never have any friends over. You will not go to friend’s houses
In fact, you will never leave this house again. Don’t even try to leave. I’ve put electric fences around the property,” he snarled. Then he reached down to the floor to pick up the collar he’d ordered, and clipped it tight around her neck. “I’ve had this especially made so that the shock will knock you unconscious if you step within 5 feet of the perimeter


Do you understand? Rebecca nodded. Say ‘yes sir’, you cunt. Yes sir,” Rebecca whispered. Louder!” he slapped her again. Yes sir!” she said weakly. LOUDER SLUT!!” he bellowed, slapping her harder. YES SIR! YES SIR! YES SIR!” she screamed, choking back tears. That’s better. Daddy…” she mumbled, “what if I get pregnant? Hank chuckled. “That’s the point.” He grinned. Rebecca fainted. The next morning she woke up to find herself handcuffed to her bed. She looked down to see her sheets were covered with blood from when her father had torn through her hymen. She tried to sit up, but realized her feet were chained to the bed also. She lay spread eagle, completely naked, on the bed until her father came into the room
He climbed up on top of her and immediately inserted his hard cock into her still tight pussy. He put his hands on her small breasts and squeezed them hard to give himself leverage to thrust his dick hard into her. His penis hit her cervix on each thrust, sending shooting pains through her small body. He felt her uterine wall start to give under his attack and felt himself starting to cum. Just as he was about to spill his seed into her, her cervix stretched open and his enormous cock plunged straight into her womb, spewing a huge wad of cum into her
He pulled out, and immediately shoved a large plug into her vagina to keep any sperm from leaking out. The plug had a pump attached so he could inflate it to stretch her tiny cunt. He let her rest for two minutes and then began to pump up the plug. Rebecca writhed in pain, her vaginal muscles clenching on the plug and trying to expel it from her body. Hank pumped it up until it was double its initial size


It was about two inches in diameter inside Rebecca’s pussy. He got up to leave, turning to address his daughter. “If I come back and that plug is out of you, I’ll have to punish you,” he smiled and pinched her little clitoris hard, “You wouldn’t want that, would you? Rebecca shook her head, too frightened to speak. After he left, she lay in bed shaking, wondering how her life had gone from spoiled and privileged to tortured and enslaved in such a short time. Eventually she fell asleep. When she woke up, she realized that the plug had slipped out of her while she was asleep. Unable to move her arms to put it back in, she began crying, terrified of what her father would do to her. When she heard his footsteps in the hall, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Her father came into the room with a large black duffel bag. Wake up slut!” he screamed
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Rebecca opened her eyes reluctantly. “What did I tell you, you little cunt? Rebecca stared at him fearfully. Answer me! What did I tell you slut? T-to k-keep the p-plug in m-me,” she stammered. That’s right. And what did you do? I tried daddy! I tried! It just slipped out and I couldn’t put it back in! I’m sorry daddy, please don’t hurt me,” she pleaded. Her father’s eyes narrowed. “I told you I would punish you, and I always follow through on my deals,” he snarled. He took the plug and shoved it back into her, pumping it up even more so it was now about three inches wide. Then he took a roll of duct tape out of his duffel and cut strips to tape the plug in place. He crisscrossed the tape over her vagina and around her thighs and hips, making sure her asshole was not covered


Then he unchained her ankles and pulled them up over her head and chained them to her wrists so that she was folded in half and her little virgin ass was facing up at him. Then he climbed up on the bed and positioned himself over her ass hole. He spat on it a few times, and then shoved his middle finger inside. Rebecca screamed in pain as her ass felt like it ripped in half. Hank worked his finger in deeper, feeling the plug pushing against the wall between her vagina and her ass


After a few seconds of stretching, he removed his finger and immediately replaced it with is hard cock. He could only fit in the head, since her ass was so tight. Angry with this, he lifted her hips up so that her ass was facing directly upward, and used this angle to get better leverage to shove his dick inside her. He managed to get all the way inside her, and held it there, feeling her muscles stretch and clench onto him. Then he pulled out. When he did, he saw that her ass was bleeding


He spat in it a few more times, and then plunged back in. He spilled three loads of cum into her ass before he was satisfied. Then he inserted a smaller plug into her and duct taped that one as well. He left her there with her ankles chained to her wrists which were tied to the headboard. He returned to her room six hours later. He removed the duct tape, and yanked out the plugs, causing Rebecca to scream again. Both plugs left her holes gaping open. He ran his finger around her ass hole, sending waves of pain through her body as he touched the raw skin. Then he put two fingers from each hand inside her pussy, spreading her little pussy lips apart, and then thrust his cock inside


After he came inside her, he put the plug back in and left. Rebecca lay sobbing on the bed. Her legs and ankles were still chained together which kept her ass cheeks spread wide, with blood trickling from her abused ass hole. The huge plug in her cunt caused her muscles to stretch wide and she could feel them getting looser and looser. Her father returned to her room sometime later with a tray of food. There was a glass of milk and a bowl of oatmeal, which he spooned into her mouth. After he was finished feeding her, he released her ankles from the chains and reattached them to the bottom of the bed. Then he took a smaller bag out of the duffel. In the bag was a set of needles and rings. He took one of the needles and dipped it in alcohol, then he squeezed Rebecca’s nipple
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Her eyes widened in terror as she realized what he was doing. Before she could protest, he pierced the needle straight through her nipple. He slid two stoppers onto it to hold it in place while it healed. Then he did the same to her other nipple. He glanced over her body, trying to decide what else he should pierce. He decided to give her a belly ring, because it would look very sexy when she was pregnant. After he finished piercing her, his dick was hard and throbbing painfully
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To relieve himself, he straddled Rebecca’s face and began thrusting his cock into her mouth. He commanded her to suck it, and she obeyed. He shoved deeper and deeper into her throat, fucking her mouth as he had fucked her cunt and her ass. He pushed all the way in so that his two latinas threesome balls slapped against her chin, and then held himself there for what seemed like hours, cutting off her air. When she began choking, he removed himself and let her gasp to catch her breath, and then returned. He continued doing this until he felt ready to cum, then her pinched her nose closed and shoved his dick all the way into her throat and shot his cum in
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She swallowed, choking and gagging until he released her nose and drew back his now limp cock. Rebecca gasped for air, spitting out cum that was stuck in her throat. Her father slapped her face violently and shouted, “My cum is a gift to you, fucking slut, you do not waste it you little bitch!” Tears escaped Rebecca’s eyes as she swallowed all the cum in her mouth. “Say thank you, cunt,” he demanded. Thank you.” She whispered. Thank you what? Thank you sir. Thank you for the cum. Good girl.” But for good measure he squeezed her freshly pierced nipples causing her to scream and writhe in pain. He left the room, turning out the light. Three weeks later, after many various tortures, Rebecca had missed her period. Hank gave her a pregnancy test and was elated to find that she was carrying his child. That day he released her from her chains, and allowed her to walk around the house


He had only been feeding her once a day, so she had lost a lot of weight. She stared at herself in the mirror in shock. She had dark bags under her eyes, and her lips were chapped and bleeding. Her collar bones and hip bones stuck out from her skin. Her hair was completely matted and tangled, and she was sure that no amount of brushing could fix it. Hank allowed her to take a shower while he watched. She scrubbed herself furiously with soap, and tried to shampoo her hair
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Hank saw that this wasn’t working and came up with a solution. After Rebecca got out of the shower, he pinned her to a wall and took out his electric shaver and started cutting her hair. When he was finished, all her hair was about a quarter inch thick. Tears streamed silently down her cheeks as she looked at her golden locks lying lifeless on the floor. Hank led her into the bedroom and instructed her to get dressed in the clothes he had laid out. She put them on carefully and then turned to look at her father for approval. She was wearing a light blue satin bodice that laced in the front under her breasts, and thigh high stockings with light blue bows on the side


Her breasts and privates were completely exposed, showing off her nipple rings, and the newest ring he had added to her tiny clitoris. Hank nodded, satisfied, and handed her a pair of clear stiletto heels, and a tube of bright red lipstick. She put on the shoes and applied the lipstick, and then sat down on the bed. Daddy? Can I ask you a question?” she began, timidly. Her father nodded. “Daddy, are you going to hurt me anymore? Her father considered. “Are you going to misbehave again? Rebecca shook her head furiously. “No daddy, I’ll do whatever you say. Hank nodded. “Alright


I promise I won’t hurt you unless you disobey me,” he smiled, “Now give your father a hug. Rebecca stood up and walked carefully over to him, not used to the heels. She wrapped her arms around him. “I love you daddy,” she lucy anal toy said. Hank smirked to himself over her shoulder. He’d successfully broken his daughter. She was completely under his control. The nine months of Rebecca’s pregnancy went by quickly. Her hair had grown out again, and she wore it in pigtails because her father liked it that way. Hank let her do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn’t leave the house, or have any contact with anyone outside. Every day she and her father had sex, but it was sweet and gentle, and she enjoyed it


Her stomach swelled up so big that it was difficult for her to walk since she was so small. For the last month she lay in bed to make sure that the baby would not be born too early. Three days before her due date, she began having contractions. She’d been preparing for the birth for a month by stretching her vagina with the pump so that the birth would be faster and less painful. Her vaginal canal was big enough for Hank to put both his hands inside
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As soon as her cervix was dilated enough, she began to push, and the baby came out relatively easily. Rebecca was so happy to just hold her new daughter in her arms, while her father planted endless kisses on her neck and chest and stomach. The baby quickly learned how to suck milk from Rebecca’s swollen breasts, which Hank found to be an incredible turn on. Daddy what should we name her?” she asked. Whatever you would like darling,” he replied. Rebecca scrunched up her nose, thinking. “How about Precious, since that’s what she is. Hank nodded. “That’s a good name.” Then he took the baby and placed it in the crib. He returned to his daughter, taking her onto his lap. “Are you ready to make another?” he asked. Rebecca smiled widely, “Oh yes daddy!



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09:50, 2011-Dec-1
Brunette guy. First things first. I did not right or have anything to do with the following story. I recently found a large quantity of some very high quality and original writings. proper credit is hereby given to the actual author of this and more stories that will follow. Pet Shop Pussy by Rick Jennings Chapter 1 Pamela Harper lay alone in her bed with the awareness, the growing concern and concomitant anxiety, that her life was basically empty. No matter how hard she tried to structure it, to give it a unifying sense of order or purpose, she sensed that without someone next to her to share her dreams, her goals and aspirations, life wasn't really worth a dime. How many mornings have I awakened like this ... with nothing, just a career, but no one alongside of me? This question and others passed across her mind


She looked up and stared at the ceiling as if she was searching for an answer, a solution to the emptiness in her heart. Love was the problem, and at twenty-eight it seemed to be her biggest concern. The daily hassles of making a living, of running a business and making ends meet, were not nearly as disconcerting as the fact that she was not in love. Indeed, she was acutely aware of the last time she had felt anything akin to romantic involvement, and that had been more than five years before, right after she had graduated from college. But the past five years she referred to as a desert, a wasteland. Men had come and gone, in and out of her life. Had she been a woman who was basically unappealing, physically as well as mentally, she would have been able to give herself a much needed rationalization for her overwhelming sense of loneliness. But there was no way for her to convince herself that men didn't turn somersaults over her. And that too was a problem, keeping them off of her, getting them out the door before things really took on a leering shade of carnal red. Like what had happened last night, for example. She thought of that now, glad too that it was Sunday morning and she didn't have to get out of bed and get the shop open and ready for customers. On Sundays she had a neighborhood boy clean out the pens and feed the animals, so she didn't have to worry about getting up and rushing out of her apartment. That was what Dick Truman had told her, too. "You don't have to get up early tomorrow, Pam, so what's the big hassle, anyway?" It had been less of a question than a statement


No, time hadn't been the hassle. Only Dick Truman, anxious to have her on a silver platter like a roast suckling pig. He's the pig, she said to herself, shuddering at the thought and then wondering too if she just might be frigid ... or maybe even just a little bit frigid. After all, Dick was certainly an attractive guy. But he was too pushy for her, too much of a hard-drinking bruiser
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He didn't have a gentle touch and that had turned her off from him, from the very first. I just won't accept any more dates from him, that's all, she decided, right then and there. Pam wondered if it had been her fault, if she had led the man on, agreeing to go out with him for what had been four dates over as many weeks. And last night had been the clincher, that's for sure. "What are you, some cockteasing ball-buster!" he had shouted when they were alone in her apartment, when she had once again rebuffed his sexual advances, feigning first a headache and then a lack of interest in making love with him. "Just get out of here and leave me alone," she had snapped back, sorry she had ever been conned--for that was the way Pam saw it--into letting him come into the apartment for a nightcap. "A nightcap isn't a euphemism for let's fuck, Mr. Truman!" "I don't think you'd know how, anyway, kiddo," the man had replied, as cocky and sure of himself as she had always felt him to be
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"Have a good life, baby, a good long horny life." And with that he had let himself out, slamming the door behind him. She hated herself for breaking down after he had stormed out, for collapsing on the couch, her body racked with sobs. Because what Pamela Harper couldn't deal with was the fact that whatever Dick had said somehow rang true. She hadn't enjoyed sex with a man in ages, more than just weeks or even a month or two. And she knew it was abnormal to stifle her desires, to squelch her sexual appetites, all in the name of love. It wasn't as if she was a virgin, or even an old maid. At the ripe young age of twenty-eight she was more of a woman than ever before
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Full-hipped, narrow-waisted, blessed with a plentiful and upthrust bustline and features which seemed to remind men of the heads adorning cameo pins, she was a woman who was very much aware of her own allure, her sexual magnetism, in particular. Hadn't she caught the boy who helped her out during the week and on Sundays, giving her the eye? She knew she had, knew that half of the sales she made at her shop were partly due to the fact that not only was she a natural born saleswoman, but the fact that she was too lush and seductive to say no to. Truman had felt that, she decided. But she had been the one who had said no to him, the one who had denied him not only his pleasure, but also hers in addition. Not for one minute did she doubt that he would be good in bed. But she wasn't in love with him and knew that there was no chance in the world she would ever be. "But you don't have to be in love to get fucked," he had told her that night, rephrasing a line he had used on each of their four dates. "It's just nice to sleep with someone, to give someone pleasure and get pleasure as a result ..
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of giving, of giving to someone else, Pam." He had been earnest, she knew, but it still hadn't changed the situation nor changed her mind one iota. "They don't understand me, Bix. That's the problem," she said aloud. "They just don't know what kind of person I am. I give, I have feelings ..


don't I?" In response, Bix crawled up from where he had been sleeping at the foot of Pam's bed. He sat up and cocked his head to the side; his dark liquid brown-black eyes seemingly reflecting her every questioning thought and turn of mood. "You're a good boy, Bixie. You understand me ... not like anyone else," she went on. She reached out and ran her fingers over the top of the Scottish terrier's head. He yapped happily and scooted up over the covers to sit on top of her chest. Despite his thirty pounds of hard bone and muscle, his weight was not in the least bit uncomfortable. Her hands snaked down along the Scottie's flanks and she ran her fingers through the thicker fur along his sides, then down over his back where the hair had just been stripped. It was tough as nails, wiry and jet-black. "You're a champ, ya know that, Bixie. You're Champion Sir Bix Reliant. That's what it says on your papers
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But you're just good old Bixie to me, feller." In response, the dog lay down on top of her blanketed body, arched his short muscular neck and proceeded to lavish her face with kisses. His spoon-shaped tongue slapped raspily over her cheeks and lips and she smiled contentedly to herself. At least animals understand me, she thought, knowing she had chosen a perfect profession. She ran a pet shop--Pam's Pet Palace said the brightly lettered sign over her front windows. All day she was surrounded by the chattering and chirping, the barking and meowing of monkeys and parrots, puppies and kittens. But when she came home at night, all she had was Bix, faithful and there for her. But still a dog, not a man. Now, the Scottie continued to lick her face with his rough raspy-edged tongue. Pam hugged him close against her, wanting to cry but unable to produce tears to sluice down her cheeks. The anguish was there, but trapped, locked inside of her
She didn't even feel sorry for herself, either, despite what she saw as an accumulation of thwarted passions, or perhaps just a lack of emotion, her feelings stifled inside of her. Whether or not it was a defense mechanism, a subconscious barrier she put up around herself to ward off men, was something that only a psychiatrist could tell her. And since she was not in analysis, she had to rely on her own sense of self. She'd introspected on matters such as these for years, never coming up with an answer that would somehow save the day and save her life from the drudgery of being alone. Now, Bix was there for her and she knew it was better than nothing. The dog was obviously quite content to lie on top of her. He was slightly oversized for the breed, though judges hadn't ever held it against him. But now that he had earned his points and his title of "Champion," she had decided to forego the showing for awhile, realizing that involving herself with the dog had just been another way of whiling away the hours, passing the time between working and sleeping. Or maybe, she told herself then, just living and dying. Self-defeat, self-pity, were the two emotions she feared most of all, even more than opening up to others, laying herself vulnerable and bare, naked inside and out. She gave her affections to her animals, to Bix in particular. And when his tongue slid down from her lips to move back and forth along her chin and the edge of her neck, the pleasure it afforded her could not be easily dismissed. She let go of him then and raised her hands above her head, yawning, tossing her bouncy honey-blonde tresses this way and that


The mirror right across from her reflected her every move and she could see her face coming back at her, a face that was still not alive to the start of another day. The covers slid down around her waist as she propped the pillows up behind her back and reached over to the night table to get a cigarette. Pam never wore pajamas or a nightgown to bed, preferring to sleep in the nude, just the sheets and bedding touching her naked flesh. And today was no exception. The covers were crumpled up around her waist and just as she struck a match for her cigarette, she gave a start and looked down, amazed by what Bix had taken upon himself to perform. He was still lying down on top of the blankets. But now, he had turned his attentions away from her face, his tongue sliding hotly right between her naked and rounded breasts. She lit the cigarette then, inhaled deeply and pressed her head back against the foam rubber pillows. She could see what was happening reflected in the mirror and the sight was oddly intriguing as much as it was just plain amusing. Bix seemed determined to lick every inch of her body, as if he was grooming her for the show ring the way she had so diligently groomed him. And Pam had no desire in the world to put a stop to the dog's oral attentions
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The slurp of his tongue could be heard and she trembled as he slid his cold wet nose over until it rubbed against one of her sleeping nipples. Idly, she reached down with one hand and ran the tips of her fingers over one nipple and then the other. "See the little nose, Bixie," she giggled, amusing herself as she caught one flaccid nipple between her thumb and forefinger, shoving it forward right in the dog's face. Bix lashed out with his tongue slurping over the nugget of tit-flesh she pushed in his face. Pam sighed languidly and pushed the covers back, letting the cool air which circulated through the opened bedroom windows caress her tawny thighs, the smooth and slightly rounded hillock of her belly. She watched Bix as he continued to lick this way and that. And when she finally let go of her nipple, she was not even surprised to see how its previously flaccid state had undergone a marked change. Now, both of her nipples seemed perky, taut, standing up stiffly and capping her full rounded breasts. And as the Scottie kept licking them, they seemed to grow even more turgid, hard fleshy points like bright pink berries. Another shiver coursed through her body and she gently eased the dog down. She spread her thighs apart to make room for him between her legs. "You're a good boy, Bix, a real gentleman," she whispered with a pleased and affectionate smile, never doubting the dog's loyalty or devotion to her, a sense of always being where no man in the last five years had ever convinced her of truly feeling. But she missed men and even more with each passing day. She was acutely aware of her lacks, her needs and it came as no surprise to her when her hands seemed to move on their own accord


Almost involuntarily, as if they had a mind of their own, they slid down until her fingers were pressing against the top of Bix's black-haired head. "Come on, Bixie. You know how to do it," she said in a whisper that was clearly authoritarian, the sound of her voice the same tone as when she had first begun to train the Scottie. Bixie didn't bark or attempt to pull away, despite the uncomfortable and insistent pressure of Pam's two hands. Instead, he crouched down and then buried his face forward, just as she lifted her legs so that her knees were raised up and the soles of her feet were flat against the top of the mattress. When she let go of his head, she whimpered softly, savoring the way Bix's tongue was now moving in almost concentric circles, lashing around her tawny pubic mound. Her eyes were glued between her legs and she stared at herself, knowing every detail of her body, but still pleased with her appearance. The narrow triangular crop of short wiry dark-blonde pubic hair was being licked again and again. Bix was drooling over her pussy and she knew from past experience that the very smell of her cunt, even after she had just washed herself or taken a shower, turned the dog on to a most remarkable degree. There was no need to tempt him; to coat her pussy with whipped cream or jam


All she had to do now was lean back against the pillows and enjoy his oral caresses, the attentive and diligent way his tongue was snaking her meaty pubic mound. She kept staring even as the first telltale flickers of delight began to grow more noticeable, welling up inside of her. The walls of her cunt were soon fluttering spasmodically, gently undulating and fibrillating against each other. A thin oily trickle of vaginal sap rolled down the length of her canal, oozing out like dripping syrup, right between the thin narrow lips of her pussy. And when Bix tried to push his tongue between them, she didn't hesitate to encourage him further. "That's it, good boy, keep going; Bixie don't stop," she urged, her fingers sliding hotly up and down her body, her palms rotating over her stiff-standing and inflamed nipples. Finally, she reached down between her legs and even as Bix's tongue continued to probe the damp recesses of her vulva, her fingers grabbed hold of the twin flaps of puffy and tingling meat that bordered her gash. She splayed them back with a single fluid motion of her hands. She sucked in her breath as well as she exerted pressure, peeling her cunt lips wide to expose the raw glistening meat of her clitoris and vulva. The pulpy button of cunt-flesh was already jutting out like the tip of a baby's little finger. Her training now paid off, for the instant she peeled back her vaginal lobes, the dog took a deep sniff and worked his tongue right over the erect little nugget of meat that was her clitoris. A spastic shiver of raw delight made her legs shudder and she gasped loudly as she felt the flicker of delight growing in strength, welling up inside of her pussy. It was always like this, this slow and deliciously torturous ascent to the point of climax, the pinnacle of raw erotic release. "Come on, good boy, more," she whispered, demanding that the Scottie service her. She thrust her crotch forward and her hips began to undulate with rhythmic insistence, her body writhing gently on the bed


More and more cunt juice spilled down from the shuddering walls of her pussy, only to be gobbled down, slurped and sucked up by the dog's fast-moving tongue. And the more Bix licked and tongued her pussy, his tongue actually pistoning in and out from between the trembling puffy lips of her vagina, the more aroused Pam Harper fast became. She could feel her climax growing in strength and she began to buck and heave, jerking her crotch back and forth against the terrier's lowered face. Her strenuous shivering motions seemed to spur the dog on and Bix's hard raspy tongue almost nipped at her cunt as she felt the way the animal was sucking down the thick rivulets of oily musky sap which sluiced down along the walls of her pussy. Her cunt was swampy and overheated now, but she didn't want to come ... not right this instant, in any event. So rather than shorten her pleasures, she sought to prolong them by lifting her legs back until her knees were pressing down against her tits and the smooth white cheeks of her boyish ass jutted out in the Scottie's direction. The gamy sour odor of her anus had, so she had discovered when Bix was just a puppy, always aroused the dog's oral attentions. This Sunday morning was certainly no exception, for no sooner had she thrust her bottom out in his direction when Bix dug deeper, shoving his snout and then his swift-moving little tongue, right between the warm supple cheeks of her delectable bottom. A low-pitched sigh of ecstasy escaped Pam's lips the instant she felt Bix's tongue licking and dabbing at the pink puckered folds of her anus. The hairless rosy aperture began to clench and unclench like a toothless mouth as she worked her sphincter muscles as if to egg the dog on to greater and greater feats of oral--and now, analingual--excess. He never fails me, she thought to herself as the dog's tongue palpitated the rim of her anus. She reached down then and pulled her buns as far apart as she could, stretching the narrow slick opening of her fundament. Bix's tongue actually worked its way right inside to the inner edge of her rectum. And as soon as this was accomplished, Pam let go of her buttocks and rammed her stiffened index finger right down between the twin puffy lips of her cooze. "Shit, do it! More, eat me, lick me!" she cried out, shuddering more violently as her passions began to erupt with demonic force and intensity. There was no stopping her, or Bix for that matter, after that. Her index finger surged in and out as she pistoned it down into her pussy, farther than the length of the terrier's tongue could allow. The wet slippery walls of her cunt surged together to embrace her digit and a second finger soon followed the searing path of the first, the two of them moving in unison, held stiffly and tightly together. She scissored them open and shut around the stalk of her steamy cut and the friction thus produced made her body thrash more vigorously on the bed
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Any second and she knew it would happen, her orgasm descending upon her like a bolt of lightning. But she tried to hold it back for as long as possible, the floodgates of ecstasy about to break down and the rush of pleasure stream like boiling water through her excited body. And all this time, Bix was still licking and reaming her asshole, rimming her out and never growing tired of the task she had rather effortlessly taught him when he was just a pup. Her two fingers worked like a cock, plunging more determinedly in and out of her pussy, scraping up against her clit in their maddened rush down into her shuddering vagina. She closed her eyes then and it was just the same as always, the identical fantasy taking wing in her mind, filling her thoughts with its pleasurable and highly arousing images. Her fingers kept moving, swifter than ever as she consciously dreamed the fantasy that always consumed her when she was moments away from her climax. In it, she was right where she was now, lying in bed, with or without Bix. Her blonde hair was spread out over the white pillowslip like a golden halo and soft rays of early morning light danced and glinted along the pale blue bedroom walls. But she was not asleep, for in her fantasy her eyes were half-open, capable of seeing everything that was about to take place. It started when a shadow moved behind the drawn lace curtains, a silhouette she instinctively knew belonged to a man. And then a leg, a leg with a scuffed cowboy boot and a covering of skintight faded denim, slid over the window sill, followed by another foot and then a body which pushed the window wider so that the man could gain access into her bedroom. And there she was, lying in bed, pretending to be asleep, but seeing everything that was taking place


It was the man of her dreams, literally as well as figuratively, who now eased himself into her silent bedroom, invading her home and her privacy. But in the fantasy, and now in real life, a smile could be seen etched across her thin pursed lips as she caught sight of the silent figure staring down at her while she lay in bed. Languidly, she turned over onto her back, flicking the covers down as if she was still asleep. And the man's eyes opened even wider, dark brown eyes that seemed capable of drilling into her flesh like laser beams. They gazed in awe and delight at the bristly bush of fur which adorned her tender virginal pubic mound, highlighting the narrow gash of her cunt furrow, accenting the drooping lips of her twat now curling in against each other, furry and warm and slightly damp with the juices which had oozed down her trench during the night. She could see his excitement branded like a tattoo across his face, the way his nostrils dilated as he sucked in his breath, the way his thickly sensual lips opened slightly as if they were linked directly to his wide and staring eyes. And then, she opened her eyes wider and gave a sudden start of fear, fear that was dealt with in a flash as the stranger threw himself down on top of the bed. The bedcovers were pulled back like flimsy tissue paper and he took hold of her supple thighs and then rammed his flushed and eager face right down between her spread-eagled legs. But in the dream she did not scream or fight back, except to give a sudden shudder of defiance, defiance which vanished the instant the stranger's lowered head nuzzled against her box and his tongue lashed out across her warm and inviting pussy. Yes, do it, lick me, love me, she thought to herself, her fingers still moving in and out of her cunt as her passions got ready to erupt like molten lava, her body a volcano about to explode with fiery vengeance. It was so clear, so lifelike that when she opened her eyes she could still see the man lying down, stretched out on the bed, his jean-clad legs hanging over the foot of the bed and his tongue lapping frantically across her juicy pubic mound. She closed her eyes tightly then, as if to reinforce the potency of her erotic dream, her lusty fantasy. Yes, it was better this way, Pam decided to herself, still moaning as she felt her climax about to overwhelm her. The man no longer frightened her, his startling entrance through her bedroom window, the way his lips and tongue were plundering and raping her cunt, all arousing her in a way no man in her real life had ever succeeded in doing before. The stranger's hard muscled body turned her on as well and his thick curly brown hair was soft and baby-fine when she reached down and ran her fingers through it, gently and lightly caressing the top of his head. She had seen too his lean and burly physique and the potent rounded bulge tenting up the front of his skintight jeans. All these visual stimuli served to inflame her passions and then, as she imagined how his tongue would feel as it pistoned in and out of her cunt, how the edges of his front teeth would nip and chew up and down the length of her stubby hot clit, she suddenly threw her legs down over Bix's head and screamed out, knowing that the moment of pleasure was finally at hand. She let her passions take control and as she maneuvered a third finger into place, she was gasping and shaking on the bed, her limbs shivering involuntarily and her orgasm erupting with all the fire and delight no man had ever gotten her to feel. "More, lick me, love me, love me!" she cried out as if the burly young man in her dream was actually there, standing by the foot of her bed with a lewd and lascivious grin etched across his lips. But when she stared wildly around, even as hot rivulets of fresh cunt juice streamed down the burning walls of her stimulated twat, she could see that she was alone with Bix, that no one else had entered her room, either from the window which led out onto the fire escape, or through the locked front door of her three-room apartment. And a look of anger mingled with the rage of her erotic release as Pam kept writhing back and forth


Bix continued to lash his tongue around her anus, licking and nipping at her bottom-hole while her three fingers plunged and darted deeper and deeper into her burning snatch. She was milking herself of every last drop of cunt juice, every last burning charge of sexual pleasure. Her orgasm was like a spring suddenly uncoiling inside of her and by the time she had drained herself dry and Bix had finally pulled his tongue back to sit up and stare at her flushed and reddened face, Pam was too exhausted to say or do another thing. She just lay there on her bed, the rosy-red glow which had suffused her skin now fading as the blush of fiery pleasure began to expire like smoldering glowing coals in a dying fire. "Where are you, you prick! Where the fuck are you hiding?" she screamed out, her face contorted with anger that grew more intense and vituperative as she stared wildly around the room. Had her life been a fairy tale, she would have awakened from her reveries to discover that they had come true. But today, as in the past, fantasy had not been transformed into the stuff of life. A cool breeze fanned the lace curtains and through the opened window, which led out onto the fire escape, she could hear the murmur of voices, of children playing out on the street, of a neighbor arguing with her husband. But no one, no burly blue-jeaned cowboy-booted young man, was crouched down on the fire escape, about to lift the window wide and slide one foot and then the other into her room, entering her apartment and thus, entering her life. No tears, not today, Pam said to herself


She patted Bix and got up out of bed, knowing it was time to face the dull gray languor of reality ... her reality, her boring and dispassionate life. Chapter 2 Living as she did in what had formerly been a rent-controlled apartment, quite a plum as far as the vast majority of Manhattanites were concerned, Pam had the added luxury of space, space which included a kitchen that not only had a window, but that was also big enough to easily hold a round oak dining table and four cane-backed chairs. Nearly all of her friends bemoaned their fate, the exorbitant rentals they paid in modern luxury buildings. And almost every one of them were forced to eat in dining alcoves and living rooms, substituting ventilator grates for kitchen windows. The late morning sun streamed brilliantly into the kitchen and the hanging plants, which decorated the window, were lush and full. There's absolutely no reason to be depressed, Pam told herself as she sipped her third cup of coffee and idly flicked the pages of the Sunday Times she had picked up at a newsstand the night before. Bix lay stretched out on the yellow tile floor, sunning himself after having consumed his light morning snack. She looked down at his furry black body and smiled to herself, pleased with his loyalty and doubly pleased with the way he never failed to excite her, knowing almost instinctively what to do to arouse her passions. It wasn't so much her training as it was the dog's temperament and seemingly natural inclination to lick and tongue her body, her cunt and her asshole in particular. But that, she knew, was not all that she had taught him, nor was it the only trick Bix knew how to perform for his mistress. But this morning she didn't want to think of that, having caught sight of the terrier's bony penis when Bix had sat up on the bed, moments after she had felt the last searing convulsions which marked her orgasm. She wondered if he was capable of disappointment, then dismissed the notion as anthropomorphic, not wanting to give a dog human feelings, to endow an animal--even one as obviously bright and clever as Bix--with emotions best left for people to experience and deal with. But in her eyes, at least, he hadn't looked all that happy, sitting up on the bed so that she had been able to see the pencil-thin and triangulated tip of his penis sticking out from its black hairy sheath. The glistening flesh of his dog-cock was wet with canine genital secretions, a thin slippery fluid that she had tasted on numerous occasions in the past, carnal episodes of bestiality, she had told absolutely no one about. Shame was one emotion she had learned to cope with quite early on in her life, for before Bix there had been her first dog, a honey colored cocker spaniel who made up for his unremarkable behavior and intelligence in other and far more intriguing ways. She remembered that first incident with the spaniel, when she had just turned fifteen. It stood before her mind's eye as if it was happening, right there in the kitchen. But then she blinked and the image disappeared. No, she decided, I've done enough fantasizing for one day


It's time to get out and shake off my depression before I really end up in the loony bin. She did not think she was headed for a breakdown, but as she got up to wash the breakfast dishes she sensed that unless things changed, the pattern of her life that is, no good would come of her burgeoning anxieties and dissatisfaction with the tenor of her existence. "Want to romp in the park today, Bixie?" she asked her dog when the last of the breakfast dishes had been washed and set in the drainer to dry. Bix yawned and stretched his legs, his carrot-shaped black tail rising up jauntily, wagging this way and that as he trotted obediently behind her, back into the bedroom where she picked out the clothes she would wear that afternoon. Less than an hour later found her standing at the top of what New Yorkers had dubbed "Dog Hill," a denuded though still fairly grassy rounded hill which overlooked Fifth Avenue and the 79th Street entrance to Central Park. Sunday, she knew, was the worst day of all, when the park was crowded with families and Dog Hill was a sea of barking running canine bodies. The good weather, the first taste of summer in what had been an unusually rainy spring, had brought the people out in droves and as she stood and looked around her, surveying the view while she kept a diligent eye on Bix, she suddenly stiffened and refused to believe her eyes. I'm dreaming, she thought to herself, ignoring Bix so that she was able to train both eyes on the tall athletically built figure who stood some distance away from her, halfway down the rise of the gently sloping hill. She could see his profile, the straight aquiline line of his nose, the thick and in her eyes sensual lips, now set in a slight and almost dazed bemused little grin. Dark piercing eyes stared out, open and devoid of deceit, from under a pair of thick bushy eyebrows. Even the same hair, Pam thought to herself, for the young man who now was causing her to stare almost blatantly and rudely, had a thick mop of shaggy and curly dark-brown hair, hair which almost seemed to be the identical shade of brown as his eyes. She shook her head and held herself more stiffly, aware of the way she had been trembling. Her fingers clutched Bix's leash and the yapping and scurrying all around her did not serve to break her mood of silent and watchful amazement. It's him, the same guy, the one who comes in the window, she thought, still not sure if she was somehow hallucinating, seeing a mirage, imagining the young man as he stood below her on the hill, his own eyes trained on a powerfully built liver-colored Doberman pinscher. As in the dream, the stranger wore faded and skintight blue jeans, even scuffed square-toed cowboy boots as well. A work shirt as equally faded and bleached as his dungarees covered his muscular torso and Pamela smiled nervously, wondering if she was finally going off the deep end. But when she blinked rapidly, the image before her didn't waver or fade away in the least. If anything, she could see the young man even more clearly. All the details of his face and body, details she had memorized as if the dream had come to her full-blown, not a product of her own subconscious yearnings, matched one against the other. She shivered again, spooked out by the apparition that had magically come to life. She had waited so long to meet a man like the one who raped her, alone in her bedroom, that now she didn't know if she should just turn around and run off in the opposite direction. But before she could even recover from her surprise, or regain her self-composure, their eyes met and for the life of her she neither wanted to nor could she even pull away from the young man's wide and unswerving stare. He turned his head to the side and looked up at her and if there was such a thing as love at first sight, Pam knew that she was the victim of it, of Cupid's dart
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Her knees felt weak and bravely, feeling silly and as adolescent as a blushing schoolgirl, she curled her lips up into a smile. It was not ignored. The fellow grinned broadly, just as she saw Bix race into view, running circles around the liver colored Doberman. The pinscher was a male, but surprisingly enough he and Bix seemed to get along fine, enjoying each other's company, enjoying too the canine games the Scottie so delighted in. Bix yapped merrily and darted right underneath the Doberman's body. The smooth-coated dog barked loudly and sprang off down the hill, Bix's short stubby legs flying out behind him as he hurried after in hot pursuit. "Holmes!" the young man called out as the two dogs raced down the hill, so involved in their own games and animal pleasures that, at least for the time being, they were oblivious to their masters. "Bix, get over here!" Pam cried out, her feet moving in front of her. Almost mechanically she strode down the hill, one foot placed before the other as if she was just learning how to walk. She was headed right towards the young man and a smile still played across her lips. "Holmes, get your ass over here ... now!" the guy yelled out. The Doberman stopped short, lifted his fox-like snout and then began to race back up the hill


Bix was right behind him, a black streak against the pinscher's short liver-tinted body. By the time the two dogs had arrived at the young man's feet, Pam was standing right before him, still clutching Bix's leather lead. "That's a good boy, Holmes. Now just quiet down and sit still for a minute," the fellow said good-naturedly. Pamela knew she was in love and the very notion made her shudder once again. She wiped her forehead with the tips of her fingers, able to feel how she had suddenly begun to sweat profusely. "You too, Bix," she said, her voice cracking and her throat gone dry and parched. "Bix? Why Bix?" asked the young man, turning to stare at her the way he had done earlier. And, for a second time, their eyes met, the stare held rigid and unmoving. "Why?" she heard herself replying to his question. "He's just ..
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just a little Bix, that's all. Silly. I can't remember why I decided to name him that. It just came to me when I saw him, that's all." "You're right," the young man agreed with another disarmingly open and good-natured grin. "He does look like a Bix." "And Holmes?" asked Pam. "Where's his double-brimmed cap and his drooping pipe?" "Oh," the young man laughed, "I only let him wear those things in the privacy of my apartment
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Wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea. Actually, it was the look in his eyes that made the decision for me. Seemed so piercing, so inquisitive, even when he was just a pup." Pam glanced over at the Doberman. He was sitting at his master's feet, his great wet tongue hanging out of his mouth. Her eyes slid down, caught sight of the long thinly furred sheath that concealed the dog's cock and then jerked back to the young man's smiling face. "Want to go for a cup of coffee?" he suddenly blurted out, almost as if he was now as nervous as she was. "What?" she said, startled by the swiftness of the stranger's invitation. "I ... I don't even know your name." "And if you did ..
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would it make any difference?" he said. "But to set your mind at ease, I'm listed in the Manhattan directory, under W for Whitlock. Justin Whitlock." "Pam Harper," she replied, finding herself extending her hand as they grinned back at each other and shook hands like two businessmen meeting each other for the first time before sitting down to lunch. "Good, then it's settled," he said, whereupon he attached the chain leash he held to Holmes' collar. Pam clicked Bix's lead into place and the two of them, led by their two straining panting dogs, moved down the hill towards the 79th Street exit from the park. Pam felt at a complete loss for words, nodding her head numbly as Justin spoke to her. She was growing acutely aware of the way he kept glancing at her from the corner of his eye. It was a look she had seen before, as recently as the previous evening in fact, when Dick Truman had taken her out for dinner. But whereas Truman's leering wolfish grin had turned her off, had frightened her in point of fact, she accepted Justin's obvious interest in her with something that resembled downright pleasure and considerable delight. She had never met a man this way, a complete and total stranger
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For all she knew he could be a homicidal maniac, a psychotic, sexually maladjusted. But even if all that was true, nothing was going to stop her from finally taking a chance with her life and doing the one thing which now came to her as naturally and easily as the very act of breathing, of inhaling and exhaling as she walked alongside of him. When they reached Fifth Avenue they turned left, heading uptown. They walked past the crowds surging in and out of the Metropolitan Museum, past some of the embassy buildings that were located along Fifth Avenue, in view of the park. She didn't ask him where they were going, if he intended to stop at a coffee shop or head straight back to his apartment. Secretly, she hoped he would choose the latter and when he caught hold of her elbow and guided her across Fifth Avenue and down Eighty-eighth Street, she smiled to herself and didn't utter a single word of protest. "Five flight walkup," he announced when they reached the unrenovated brownstone where he rented an apartment. "Sorry about that, but I refuse to be subsidized by dear old dad." "I don't care
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I like to walk," she replied, shy again as she followed him up the granite steps which led into the pocket-sized vestibule and lobby of the building. Justin dug into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a ring of keys, selecting the correct one to unlock the front door. Then, moving down the dimly illuminated and narrow hallway, he led Pam upstairs to his apartment. She followed right behind him; able to hear the way her heart was beating like a steam-hammer in her breast, able to feel the nervous pulsing throb of blood in her temples. But even more than that, she was becoming acutely aware of another sensation, one that she had experienced in the past, but rarely if ever as a result of being in the company and presence of a man. Between her legs she could feel how juice was seeping down, trickling along the walls of her cunt and oozing over her hairy pubic mound. She was wearing a skirt and she was almost startled at the way her crotch had gotten suddenly wet and swampy, juice threatening to actually drip down along the insides of her thighs. The walls of her cunt could be felt fluttering again and again and she could hardly believe her body was responding like this, for she had not felt this kind of sexual reaction to anyone in so long that she had almost forgotten what it could be like. But now, she knew exactly what it was like, for she was unable to stop shaking, unable to stop staring up at Justin's muscular back, his tight boyish ass outlined beneath the skintight covering of his jeans, or the long thickly muscles back of his calves and thighs. His body seemed to radiate the same kind of intense animalism as Holmes' wiry and powerful build, dog and master appearing in her eyes to be even more suited to each other than she had first thought. This is insane, she told herself. What am I doing here, following this guy upstairs to his apartment, when I don't even know who he is, or anything about him? Nevertheless, she made no move to turn, nor did she even voice her doubts
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Her disbelief, the fact that the longer she was in his company the more he came to even more closely resemble the man she had almost fantasized about, all got the best of her, squelching any thoughts to the contrary. She paused at the top of the fifth floor landing to catch her breath. She had taken Bix off the leash and now he was wagging his tail, delighted with his outing and his new friend. Holmes stood attentively behind Justin as he unlocked the door to his apartment, turning around to usher Pam inside. One glance was all she needed to put her fears to rest. The studio apartment was warm and inviting, with soft browns and tans the predominant color scheme. "I'll fix a pot of coffee ... I can't stand instant," he told her. "Just make yourself comfortable, put some music you like on the stereo." Dumbly, she nodded her head and moved into the large airy room. She put her shoulder bag down and moved to the stereo, flicking through the stack of record albums until she had found something to her liking. It was Franck's "Symphony in d," one of her favorites
She slid the record out of the album sleeve and put it down on top of the turntable, doubly pleased that he had it in his collection, that already their similar tastes were showing through, joining them even more closely to each other. Bix and Holmes seemed exhausted and they lay near the couch, their tongues lolling out of their mouths and their eyes half-closed, dreamy with the need for sleep. That too was fine with her. She didn't want them to turn into a hassle, a nuisance. The soft strains of the symphony came back to her as she sat down on the couch, a straight-backed tweed-covered sofa whose down pillows gave way under her weight. She sank down and sighed to herself, still finding it all too difficult to deal with. I should be lying in a bed, she thought. And Justin should come in through the open window and take me ..


just like that, without a single word. Pam closed her eyes, an unspoken sentence on her lips. One part of her was more afraid than she had ever been before in her life, afraid of caring too much, of giving everything she had and getting nothing back in return, of laying her feelings before Justin's feet, not knowing if he would kick them aside or bend down to hold them lovingly and caringly in his cradling arms. But the other side of her thoughts, the side which had first compelled her to hold his stare, to move down the hill with the full intention of meeting Justin, wanted her to cry out to him, to tell him to take her, to rape her in any way he desired, right then and there. She could hear his booted feet moving back into the room. But Pam kept her eyes closed, her breath coming in short shallow gasps, her tits rising and falling like the lilting strains of music Franck had written for moments just such as these. Let him see me like this, she thought. Let him know how open I am, how vulnerable, naked ... She pictured how he was now standing at the threshold to the room, for the sound of his heavy footfalls had stopped abruptly. She imagined what he might be thinking and she smiled to herself just as the footsteps resumed, coming right in her direction. Still, she made no move to open her eyes or acknowledge the fact that he was walking right towards her as she leaned back against the down-filled sofa. And then it happened, though not like in the dream. She felt his legs pressing down against her knees and then his lips moving back and forth against her mouth. She took a deep breath then and opened her eyes. He was leaning forward, bracing himself with his hands clutching at the back of the couch. She looked into his eyes and then smiled as he grinned back at her, lightly licking her lips with the tip of his outstretched tongue


Her hands moved up as if invisible balloons were lifting them. And then she clutched at his arms and responded with all the pent-up passion and stifled desire she had lived with these past five years. Justin could not have been more pleased. He rammed his tongue right between her parted lips, moaning softly as her fingers slid up and down along his arms. Each passing second made Pam more impatient. She no longer cared what he might think of her behavior, of the way she was demanding him to take her, to do whatever he desired. Nothing mattered but how she felt and she rubbed her thighs together, acutely and agonizingly aware of the way her cunt had begun to burn and itch with feverish impatience and desire. Justin's tongue slid in and out of her mouth, licking her lips and palate, her gums and teeth. Their lips were glued hotly against each other and her fingers slid higher, up along his arms. His muscles bulged tautly inside of his faded blue work shirt and the power and strength she had imagined him to possess was now becoming more and more obvious, exhibiting itself in the hard bulge of his steely muscles. Justin slid his tongue out of her mouth and then sucked on her chin, gently sliding his tongue down along her neck, even as he began to ease his body into a crouch. He crouched between her legs, flicking his tongue against her smooth alabaster neck, his knees digging into the carpeting and his hands now moving from the back of the couch to rest along Pam's shoulders. She felt dazed, dazzled by the swiftness of their meeting, by the fact that she knew, long before it was going to take place, that they were destined to go to bed together, destined to explore every inch of each other's naked bodies. And that pleased her to no end. She pushed her crotch forward, whimpering more excitedly as he sucked and licked her neck, gently unbuttoning the front of her thin linen blouse
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Yes, do it, anything, she kept telling herself as Justin grew more animated, more impatient, finally ripping the tails of her blouse out from around the waistband of her skirt. She thrust her tits forward, glad that she hadn't bothered to wear a bra for her afternoon jaunt to the park. Because now, an instant later, she felt his lips sucking down over one of her nipples, the edges of his front teeth nipping and grazing lightly and delightfully along the entire length of her turgid and stiff-standing berries. "Yes, oh do that, yes, anything," she whispered, her body twisting from side to side as he used his lips with expertise, sucking on one taut nipple and then the other. He licked and tongued them until they felt on fire and then he began to stuff one of her tits right between his gaping lips. Pam kept looking down, staring at his lowered head as his hands pushed her jugs closer together and his lips and tongue sucked and slurped with growing passion and maddened delight. He was doing everything she had wanted him to do, and performing in a manner which left absolutely nothing to be desired. Glancing over his shoulder, she could see the two dogs, the Scottie and the Doberman, watching what was taking place between their owners. Their seeming look of interest amused her and Pam giggled, even as the hot flickers of pleasure began to grow more and more potent. He wasn't saying a word, but his caresses spoke far louder than anything she knew he might say. His fingers were kneading and toying with her jugs and she had never felt her nipples so inflamed before, so on fire, tingling as he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth against one and then the other, stimulating her with each successive swipe of his raspy-edged prober. She was all eyes, having gone without this kind of pleasure for far too long. The backs of his hands were covered with short black hair and she imagined that he was a bear, attacking her, ravishing her body with bestial fervor and animalistic delight. Like paws, she thought as she watched his fingers moving, tweaking her love-buds and then trailing ticklishly down along the gentle incline of her body. He reached for the zipper to her skirt and still she made no move to stop him, nor would she ever. "You know me, don't you?" he asked her then, even as he found the side zipper to her skirt and yanked it down with a flick of his wrist. "I ..
I've known you for ... for more than five years," she whispered, her body shivering involuntarily, a nervous twitch which made her voice tremble ever so slightly. "In ... from a dream. You've been coming to me in a dream, the same dream, over and over again, week after week." "If I told you the same thing, I'd only be lying
But it doesn't really matter or change anything, because I'm here now, and that's all that counts," he replied, his voice soft and soothing to her ears. "You've been sleepwalking for five years, that's all," she said with a grin. "You come to my window at dawn, pull it open and slide first one leg and then the other inside. And then, then you ... "Then I what?" "You ... you do it," she stammered. "You rape me, Justin. You fuck me; you do everything to me, everything
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And I love it, I love it, all of it, everything." He grinned almost devilishly at her emotional outburst and without saying another word, pulled impatiently at the hem of her skirt. Pam lifted her ass off of the sofa so that he would be able to pull her skirt completely off. She was glad she had said what she had, as if it had been a stone around her neck, weighing her down. He hadn't laughed nor had he been anything but highly pleased and flattered. And now she was ready to make good her words, for even then her skirt came down and she kicked it off of her ankles, pulling her blouse off with the same kind of wild sexual impatience her voice had reflected moments before. Justin's dark brooding eyes opened to their farthest limits. He sucked in his breath as she sat there before him, her naked creamy-white jugs rising and falling; each rounded melon capped by an exquisite little finger of taut and erect flesh. She could see his excitement mirrored on his face, the way he was literally devouring her with his eyes, gobbling her down like a succulent sweetmeat, a choice morsel fit for an epicurean feast. His eyes slid down over her upthrust and firm young breasts, farther still to the soft rounded hill of her belly. And then he did exactly what he did in her dream
He threw himself forward with a loud bull-like roar, a bellow of wild sexual impatience and maddened physical hunger. His tongue probed the narrow recess of her navel and then licked down to the waistband of her slim little bikini briefs. Pam moaned wildly and thrust her crotch forward. Justin was using his tongue with an instinctive skill that even Bix had never demonstrated before. He slid its very tip right underneath the ring of elastic and then moved it back and forth as if he were loosening her panties, pulling them off of her merely by the use of his lips and tongue. He came quite close to that, actually, for a moment later, as she kept pushing her hips up and down towards his flushed and reddened face, he grabbed hold of the waistband of her briefs, catching the elastic between the edges of his front teeth. She cried out with excitement as he pulled down, using his teeth rather than his fingers so that she could feel his wet slippery lips grazing against her naked body. Once again she raised herself up as he tugged her panties down, succeeding in pulling them past her waist and lush rounded hips, farther still until his eyes could see the first stray ringlets of mossy pubic hair which grew thickly and luxuriously across her meaty box. "Oh please, please, yes, do it, hurry," she begged, so impatient that she couldn't stop herself from skinning her undies down. She pushed them past her thighs with both hands and as they fell to her ankles he was already moving forward, even before she had managed to kick them off of her legs. A scream of excitement flew out of her throat the instant he plunged recklessly forward, his thick sensual lips glued hotly against her pussy. His warm breath fanned her puffy cunt lips and she was whimpering and straining, pushing her crotch up against his mouth. "More, yes, do it, anything," she blurted out once again, so on fire that she couldn't pull her thoughts together. The room reeled around her as if she was riding a horse on a carousel, a merry-go-round of spinning whirling erotic intensity. Never before, not even when she had known what it was to be in love, five years earlier, had Pam Harper ever been so aroused, so sexually stimulated, so maddened by the artful caresses and erotic skills of a man. It was all new to her and she spread her thighs demandingly wide, watching the way his tongue slid around her hairy cunt, licking every tendril of blonde pubic fur, sucking on the twin slippery lobes of flesh whose inner secrets he now sought out
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Justin rammed his bristling invading tongue right down into her crimson gash and the scarlet wet wound of her cunt furrow dilated visibly, even before she grabbed hold of the top of his head and pushed his mouth down even more firmly against her pussy. "Please, yes, eat me, eat me," she whimpered, so out of control by now that she couldn't believe this was all happening to her, finally and at long last. But it was no dream and she didn't have to pinch herself or scream out to awaken from her reveries. She had gone home with a young man whom she knew nothing about, a young man named Justin Whitlock. But if she did not know who he really was, or what he did with his life, or what his goals and aspirations might be, she still knew him from all those fancied moments when he had snuck into her bedroom to take her in the stillness of early morning. And now, the last thing she wanted him to do was stop his frenzied oral caresses to sit back and calmly recite the story of his life. Needless to say, that was not what Justin intended to do. Not now, in any event. Chapter 3 This was no dream, no reverie, no imagined meeting. It had happened and now Justin Whitlock was just as inflamed as Pam Harper. He stroked the tops of her smooth white thighs, glad that she hadn't been wearing stockings or panty hose, glad that he could caress and massage her tender and supple flesh. And even as he caressed her, his tongue was digging deeper into her cunt, lapping up the hot spicy rivulets of sap, which were streaming down the fluttering walls of her swampy twat. He had seen the liquid stain of cunt juice that had covered the front of her panties and he knew how aroused she had become. The intensity of her response, the way she was holding his head down and writhing back and forth so that his tongue hit against one smooth slippery cunt wall and then the other, pleased him to no end. He was determined to arouse her until she would be insane, unable to control herself. And so now he strummed her body as if he was a musician getting harmonies and chords from an instrument
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His fingers tickled the insides of her thighs, finally sliding higher until he was able to take hold of the edges of her thin girlish cunt lips. These were no scarlet rooster combs of flabby drooping flesh, but taut elastic lapels that he now eased back, stretching them wide as butterfly wings. Pam thrust her crotch up again and again and when she let go of his head, Justin eased his tongue back. He lifted his face and stared down at her meaty box. Between a narrow and gristly set of cunt lips he could see the swollen meaty button of her clit and it was to this delectable tidbit that he now centered his attentions. He rammed his face down with rising impatience, nipping at her clit so that she could not stop moaning and crying out with pleasure. Her cunt gave off a strong heady odor, at once musky and pungent. And her juices tasted salty and spicy against his lips and tongue. Delighted with the way she was responding, he kept at it, nipping and frictioning his teeth and tongue against the tender shaft of her clitoris, then ramming his tongue as far inside of her tight girlish split as he could. Her vaginal muscles jerked against his invading tongue, nipping at it with such conclusive force that he knew she was going to prove to be even more wild and arousing when they were in bed together. And that, needless to say, was something he didn't doubt would happen whenever he was ready to make the move. But what he knew she still didn't understand were the kind of things he wanted done to her, the lurid sexual acts he had long imagined, never having been able to see them brought to life, consummated before his wide and staring eyes. Something told him that Pam would do anything he w
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Black women fucking. I don’t know where to begin, so I’ll start off easy: My name is Ben. At the time of this story I was a senior at a local private high school. I was about 6’ tall, had dark hazel eyes, medium long brown curly hair, weighed about 180 pounds and had a slightly athletic physique. I lived with my two parents and my 15 and 10 year old brothers. Our house was always active and friends or acquaintances were always passing through. Since the beginning of freshman year, I had carved out a place as the quiet, intelligent, but not-so-socially-suave person. I was cool with the position, but it did not give me much access to the girlfriend market. I had about two girlfriends during my time in high school thus far. I didn’t get very far; mostly making out or feeling them up
Never quite got to go ‘all the way. I hoped to not be a virgin by the end of the year but I convinced myself that if things didn’t work out in high school, college would be better. Plus there was the good ol’ Internet and the plethora of porn sights that were so perfectly linked from one to the other to keep me partially satisfied. Now to the real story : It was December 18th and school was nearing its end. I had gotten into the college of my choice and I was ready for a long, restful break. I sat through class as if it were a routine and probably would have gone crazy with boredom had it not been for math class. Math was easy for me and I always understood the material. Sitting in front of me in the class was the girl I had had a crush on since she came to the school sophomore year. She was stunning. She was about 5’2” brunette with long curly hair. Her skin was very light but not ghostly. It was flawless and free of any freckles or blemishes causing her deep blue eyes to stand out like stars in the night sky. She probably weighed about 120lb and had curves in all the right places. her ass was tight, but slightly large in comparison to her body—but she looked incredible in what she wore (which was usually tight jeans)


Her breasts were firm, full and very big. She was probably a 32DD which pushed out from under any top she wore. So I always helped Caitlin with her math work and I always loved the feeling of helping someone as beautiful as she was. I had not mustered up the guts to ask her out nor had I even made an attempt to show my interest. So it was no surprise that she held a boyfriend during her time in school. I was immensely pissed off when she got her first boy friend but always enjoyed helping her and tried to hang around her every moment I could get. She seemed to enjoy my company as well. So back to what I was saying School was almost out and I couldn’t be readier. Math class came and was over as usual but something different happened this particular day. Caitin approached me after class, obviously upset. She informed me that she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her and to make matters worse, her parents were threatening to pull her out of school if she did not improve her math grade. Though she apparently did well in other subjects her parents wanted her to be a doctor, so math was important to get into those good med schools. She asked me if I could tutor her over the break. Her parents, not really wanting to spend the break with her (she was an only child), were going to take a trip to aspen, and expected her to study like crazy while she was gone. I immediately uttered a “yes” with an added on “whats your number.” We exchanged numbers and I was off to the next class. School ended and it was Saturday
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I was sitting on my bed, doing nothing but scratching my balls and watching the usual Saturday shows. Caitlin did not specify what day she wanted me to tutor her but I figured that she would call me when she wanted to begin. Just as I was dosing off, I got a call. Low and behold, it was her. “hey” she said in an oddly seductive voice. “What are you doing today, my parents just left and I need to learn this stupid math. Will you come over Hey there” I said. “I’m doing nothing, what time do you want me to come over.” “How about 2” she said. Sounds great, see you then” I said
She uttered another seductive “bye” and hung up the phone. My heart was pounding. A million things were racing through my head. “was I reading too much into this, does she like me, is she just depressed about her boyfriend”. I decided to be official and let her change anything (if you know what I mean). It was about 12:30 and she lived about 10 minutes away from me (I had been to her house before) so that gave me about an hour and a half to get ready. I jumped in the shower, made sure to scrub everywhere, and trimmed myself a bit…just in case (didn’t want to look too unkempt down there). I chose out comfortable jeans and an open collared shirt, which I put over a T-shirt. I put on some cologne and gathered my school books and a notebook into my backpack. I left my parents a note saying that I was going to a movie with some palls and not to call me. I watched some TV and then headed out. I arrived at her house about 10 minutes early and gave a couple knocks on her door
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She did not answer but the door was unlocked so I opened it a bit and called out “Hey Caitlin, you there O’ hey, your early, come in” she called back. I walked in took my shoes off and headed into the living room and started setting up. hang tight, I’ll be right down.” I looked up and there she was standing with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair down on her shoulders and her upper chest. She looked amazing. I had to literally remember to close my mouth and give a “ok” so I didn’t look like a perve and continued to set up. A few minutes later she came down and sat down next to me. She was wearing some loose sweat pants, and a tight tank top with an obviously pink braw underneath. Her hair was still wet and she smelled like fruity shampoo. All I wanted to do was continue to look at her but she interrupted my concentration by saying “how about we get to work We started a few chapters back and started to work our way forward. I was starting to zone out when all of a sudden she stopped scribbling the solution to the latest problem put her pencil down and looked up at me. I noticed she was not writing anymore and looked up and saw her staring at me. you alright” I inquired. She took a deep breath and began to speak: you stood out to me the most when I first came to this school
I really wanted to be your girlfriend because you seemed like a nice guy but you never gave any indication that you liked me. I guess I was scared of making myself look silly if you didn’t like me so I did not make any moves. That is why I dated those other guys –I never knew if you would come to me I could not believe what I was hearing. She continued: “but i honestly have liked you since I came here and I now know that you feel the same way—your friends are horrible secret keepers by the way”, she let out a cute giggle. My heart sped up and I started to sweat. She then asked me flat out “do you like me? I did not hesitate and replied “yes, I have felt the same way about you since I first saw you and I was afraid that you wouldn’t like me so I never asked you out –I’m sorry I did not Her eyes lit up and she smiled. She said nothing else but stood up, took my hand and led me upstairs into her room. As soon as we were in the room she pushed me onto the bed, crawled on top of me and we began to kiss. I began to slide my hands slowly down her back and down her sweats and began to feel her ass. She moved her hands lower to my thighs and neared my hardening cock. She exhaled sharply and rolled off me. She quickly stripped off her top and sweats revealing that she was wearing a very hot victoria’s secret braw and a black g-string. I took my pants and shirt off and resumed kissing her, this time with more fervor and passion then ever before
I guess three years of waiting can do that She broke off the kiss and sat up on my lap. She unhooked her braw and threw it off to the side. her tits were even more perfect up close and her nipples were hard and a light pink color. She then I don’t know where to begin, so I’ll start off easy: My name is Ben. At the time of this story I was a senior at a local private high school
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I was about 6’ tall, had dark hazel eyes, medium long brown curly hair, weighed about 180 pounds and had a slightly athletic physique. I lived with my two parents and my 15 and 10 year old brothers. Our house was always active and friends or acquaintances were always passing through. Since the beginning of freshman year, I had carved out a place as the quiet, intelligent, but not-so-socially-suave person. I was cool with the position, but it did not give me much access to the girlfriend market. I had about two girlfriends during my time in high school thus far. I didn’t get very far; mostly making out or feeling them up. Never quite got to go ‘all the way. I hoped to not be a virgin by the end of the year but I convinced myself that if things didn’t work out in high school, college would be better. Plus there was the good ol’ Internet and the plethora of porn sights that were so perfectly linked from one to the other to keep me partially satisfied. Now to the real story : It was December 18th and school was nearing its end. I had gotten into the college of my choice and I was ready for a long, restful break. I sat through class as if it were a routine and probably would have gone crazy with boredom had it not been for math class. Math was easy for me and I always understood the material. Sitting in front of me in the class was the girl I had had a crush on since she came to the school sophomore year. She was stunning
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She was about 5’2” brunette with long curly hair. Her skin was very light but not ghostly. It was flawless and free of any freckles or blemishes causing her deep blue eyes to stand out like stars in the night sky. She probably weighed about 120lb and had curves in all the right places. her ass was tight, but slightly large in comparison to her body—but she looked incredible in what she wore (which was usually tight jeans). Her breasts were firm, full and very big. She was probably a 32DD which pushed out from under any top she wore. So I always helped Caitlin with her math work and I always loved the feeling of helping someone as beautiful as she was. I had not mustered up the guts to ask her out nor had I even made an attempt to show my interest. So it was no surprise that she held a boyfriend during her time in school. I was immensely pissed off when she got her first boy friend but always enjoyed helping her and tried to hang around her every moment I could get. She seemed to enjoy my company as well. So back to what I was saying School was almost out and I couldn’t be readier
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Math class came and was over as usual but something different happened this particular day. Caitin approached me after class, obviously upset. She informed me that she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her and to make matters worse, her parents were threatening to pull her out of school if she did not improve her math grade. Though she apparently did well in other subjects her parents wanted her to be a doctor, so math was important to get into those good med schools. She asked me if I could tutor her over the break. Her parents, not really wanting to spend the break with her (she was an only child), were going to take a trip to aspen, and expected her to study like crazy while she was gone. I immediately uttered a “yes” with an added on “whats your number.” We exchanged numbers and I was off to the next class. School ended and it was Saturday. I was sitting on my bed, doing nothing but scratching my balls and watching the usual Saturday shows. Caitlin did not specify what day she wanted me to tutor her but I figured that she would call me when she wanted to begin. Just as I was dosing off, I got a call
Low and behold, it was her. “hey” she said in an oddly seductive voice. “What are you doing today, my parents just left and I need to learn this stupid math. Will you come over Hey there” I said. “I’m doing nothing, what time do you want me to come over.” “How about 2” she said. Sounds great, see you then” I said. She uttered another seductive “bye” and hung up the phone. My heart was pounding. A million things were racing through my head
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“was I reading too much into this, does she like me, is she just depressed about her boyfriend”. I decided to be official and let her change anything (if you know what I mean). It was about 12:30 and she lived about 10 minutes away from me (I had been to her house before) so that gave me about an hour and a half to get ready. I jumped in the shower, made sure to scrub everywhere, and trimmed myself a bit…just in case (didn’t want to look too unkempt down there). I chose out comfortable jeans and an open collared shirt, which I put over a T-shirt. I put on some cologne and gathered my school books and a notebook into my backpack. I left my parents a note saying that I was going to a movie with some palls and not to call me. I watched some TV and then headed out. I arrived at her house about 10 minutes early and gave a couple knocks on her door. She did not answer but the door was unlocked so I opened it a bit and called out “Hey Caitlin, you there O’ hey, your early, come in” she called back. I walked in took my shoes off and headed into the living room and started setting up. hang tight, I’ll be right down.” I looked up and there she was standing with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair down on her shoulders and her upper chest
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She looked amazing. I had to literally remember to close my mouth and give a “ok” so I didn’t look like a perve and continued to set up. A few minutes later she came down and sat down next to me. She was wearing some loose sweat pants, and a tight tank top with an obviously pink braw titfuck teen group underneath. Her hair was still wet and she smelled like fruity shampoo. All I wanted to do was continue to look at her but she interrupted my concentration by saying “how about we get to work We started a few chapters back and started to work our way forward. I was starting to zone out when all of a sudden she stopped scribbling the solution to the latest problem put her pencil down and looked up at me. I noticed she was not writing anymore and looked up and saw her staring at me. you alright” I inquired. She took a deep breath and began to speak: you stood out to me the most when I first came to this school. I really wanted to be your girlfriend because you seemed like a nice guy but you never gave any indication that you liked me


I guess I was scared of making myself look silly if you didn’t like me so I did not make any moves. That is why I dated those other guys –I never knew if you would come to me I could not believe what I was hearing. She continued: “but i honestly have liked you since I came here and I now know that you feel the same way—your friends are horrible secret keepers by the way”, she let out a cute giggle. My heart sped up and I started to sweat. She then asked me flat out “do you like me? I did not hesitate and replied “yes, I have felt the same way about you since I first saw you and I was afraid that you wouldn’t like me so I never asked you out –I’m sorry I did not Her eyes lit up and she smiled. She said nothing else but stood up, took my hand and led me upstairs into her room. As soon as we were in the room she pushed me onto the bed, crawled on top of me and we began to kiss. I began to slide my hands slowly down her back and down her sweats and began to feel her ass. She moved her hands lower to my thighs and neared my hardening cock. She exhaled sharply and rolled off me. She quickly stripped off her top and sweats revealing that she was wearing a very hot victoria’s secret braw and a black g-string. I took my pants and shirt off and resumed kissing her, this time with more fervor and passion then ever before. I guess three years of waiting can do that She broke off the kiss and sat up on my lap


She unhooked her braw and threw it off to the side. her tits were even more perfect up close and her nipples were hard and a light pink color. She then I don’t know where to begin, so I’ll start off easy: My name is Ben. At the time of this story I was a senior at a local private high school. I was about 6’ tall, had dark hazel eyes, medium long brown curly hair, weighed about 180 pounds and had a slightly athletic physique. I lived with my two parents and my 15 and 10 year old brothers
Our house was always active and friends or acquaintances were always passing through. Since the beginning of freshman year, I had carved out a place as the quiet, intelligent, but not-so-socially-suave person. I was cool with the position, but it did not give me much access to the girlfriend market. I had about two girlfriends during my time in high school thus far. I didn’t get very far; mostly making out or feeling them up. Never quite got to go ‘all the way. I hoped to not be a virgin by the end of the year but I convinced myself that if things didn’t work out in high school, college would be better. Plus there was the good ol’ Internet and the black women fucking plethora of porn sights that were so perfectly linked from one to the other to keep me partially satisfied. Now to the real story : It was December 18th and school was nearing its end. I had gotten into the college of my choice and I was ready for a long, restful break. I sat through class as if it were a routine and probably would have gone crazy with boredom had it not been for math class
Math was easy for me and I always understood the material. Sitting in front of me in the class was the girl I had had a crush on since she came to the school sophomore year. She was stunning. She was about 5’2” brunette with long curly hair. Her skin was very light but not ghostly. It was flawless and free of any freckles or blemishes causing her deep blue eyes to stand out like stars in the night sky. She probably weighed about 120lb and had curves in all the right places. her ass was tight, but slightly large in comparison to her body—but she looked incredible in what she wore (which was usually tight jeans). Her breasts were firm, full and very big. She was black women fucking probably a 32DD which pushed out from under any top she wore. So I always helped Caitlin with her math work and I always loved the feeling of helping someone as beautiful as she was. I had not mustered up the guts to ask her out nor had I even made an attempt to show my interest
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So it was no surprise that she held a boyfriend during her time in school. I was immensely pissed off when she got her first boy friend but always enjoyed helping her and tried to hang around her every moment I could get. She seemed to enjoy my company as well. So back to what I was saying School was almost out and I couldn’t be readier. Math class came and was over as usual but something different happened this particular day. Caitin approached me after class, obviously upset. She informed me that she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her and to make matters worse, her parents were threatening to pull her out of school if she did not improve her math grade. Though she apparently did well in other subjects her parents wanted her to be a doctor, so math was important to get into those good med schools. She asked me if I could tutor her over the break. Her parents, not really wanting to spend the break with her (she was an only child), were going to take a trip to aspen, and expected her to study like crazy while she was gone. I immediately uttered a “yes” with an added on “whats your number.” We exchanged numbers and I was off to the next class. School ended and it was Saturday. I was sitting on my bed, doing nothing but scratching my balls and watching the usual Saturday shows


Caitlin did not specify what day she wanted me to tutor her but I figured that she would call me when she wanted to begin. Just as I was dosing off, I got a call. Low and behold, it was her. “hey” she said in an oddly seductive voice. “What are you doing today, my parents just left and I need to learn this stupid math. Will you come over Hey there” I said. “I’m doing nothing, what time do you want me to come over.” “How about 2” she said. Sounds great, see you then” I said. She uttered another seductive “bye” and hung up the phone. My heart was pounding
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A million things were racing through my head. “was I reading too much into this, does she like me, is she just depressed about her boyfriend”. I decided to be official and let her change anything (if you know what I mean). It was about 12:30 and she lived about 10 minutes away from me (I had been to her house before) so that gave me about an hour and a half to get ready. I jumped in the shower, made sure to scrub everywhere, and trimmed myself a bit…just in case (didn’t want to look too unkempt down there). I chose out comfortable jeans and an open collared shirt, which I put over a T-shirt. I put on some cologne and gathered my school books and a notebook into my backpack. I left my parents a note saying that I was going to a movie with some palls and not to call me. I watched some TV and then headed out. I arrived at her house about 10 minutes early and gave a couple knocks on her door. She did not answer but the door was unlocked so I opened it a bit and called out “Hey Caitlin, you there O’ hey, your early, come in” she called back. I walked in took my shoes off and headed into the living room and started setting up. hang tight, I’ll be right down.” I looked up and there she was standing with nothing but a towel wrapped around her body, her wet hair down on her shoulders and her upper chest. She looked amazing. I had to literally remember to close my mouth and give a “ok” so I didn’t look like a perve and continued to set up. A few minutes later she came down and sat down next to me
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She was wearing some loose sweat pants, and a tight tank top with an obviously pink braw underneath. Her hair was still wet and she smelled like fruity shampoo. All I wanted to do was continue to look at her but she interrupted my concentration by saying “how about we get to work We started a few chapters back and started to work our way forward. I was starting to zone out when all of a sudden she stopped scribbling the solution to the latest problem put her pencil down and looked up at me. I noticed she was not writing anymore and looked up and saw her staring at me. you alright” I inquired. She took a deep breath and began to speak: you stood out to me the most when I first came to this school. I really wanted to be your girlfriend because you seemed like a nice guy but you never gave any indication that you liked me. I guess I was scared of making myself look silly if you didn’t like me so I did not make any moves
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