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On the Bus : Part 1 - by Tafod Arian
********************D I S C L A I M E R ********************* 'On the
Bus. Part 1 ' contains graphic non-consensual as well as consensual sexual
scenes between adults. This story is FICTION. It does NOT depict the
relationship between actual living people. It is NOT intended for readers
under 18 or those who are easily offended by pornography. It is NOT for
the squeamish. If you are UNDER 18, or if you ARE offended by pornography,
please DO NOT CONTINUE to read. If material of this nature is illegal in
your area and you continue to read it, it is YOUR responsibility. All
rights reserved: Permission is hereby given to distribute this story via
electronic means only, for non-profit use. This header must remain intact.
All rights for this story remain the property of the author.
*********************************************************** Key-words : MF,
NC, Humil.
This story is dedicated with love to Vixen
I enjoyed travelling on the commuter bus which ran from the city centre
to the University. In the morning it was always crowded, mainly with
students. I came to know many of them by sight and they generally seemed
to have regular habits making it easy to arrange to intercept them. The
bus was a large single-decker with a number of seats at the front but at
the rear of the bus there was a large open area without seats for standing
passengers to maximise carrying capacity. The exit doors for alighting
from the bus were in this area.
I had spent several mornings sitting quietly on the bus, inspecting the
passengers and selecting my target. It was not a difficult choice. At
about the same time every morning a tall slender red-head boarded the bus.
I watched this girl for a week before I made a move. She was extremely
attractive with prominent breasts and nipples which were often obvious.
She had great legs and a small trim ass. Her hair was medium short, long
enough to put into a pony tail which she did occasionally, with a fringe.
I was intrigued by this girl. Her appearance and attitude appeared to
change from day to day kaleidoscopically apparently to suit her mood. Her
clothes, appearance and makeup ran the total gamut from super-professional
to total slut. I could not really predict her appearance for the next day
from anytime I saw her. She seemed to meld one day's look into the next
relatively seamlessly but, on occasion, there were dislocations or rapid
shifts in appearance. She was either playing a game or was being directed,
seeming to be almost playing different daily roles. I was interested in
the reactions of the other passengers to their exotic companion. During
the week I watched her she was groped and fondled more than once and her
responses to these intrusions seemed almost to be governed by her look or
appearance that day. If she was dressed professionally she repelled
advances with a cool stare but in her more slutty guises she seemed rather
more approachable and accessible and I noticed that some of the male
passengers were not slow to make use of these opportunities. Whatever
happened on the bus I noticed that she always alighted at the stop by the
University.
I decided that for reasons of her own this girl was playing with her
male companions on the bus and that she needed a lesson. I was just the
man to provide her with one. I waited my opportunity, always sitting on
aisle side of the last seat before the open area of the bus so that it
would be easy for me to make my move. I was waiting for her to be dressed
to my taste before I took her and at last, the day arrived.
I always boarded the bus before her stop and took my seat ready in case
I needed to make my move. As soon as she got on the bus I knew that this
was the day I had been waiting for. My chosen redhead was wearing a sheer
white blouse drawn tightly enough over her full breasts to show the lace of
her thin half-cup bra through the silk. Her nipples made prominent cones
in the delicate material and her blouse was unbuttoned to show a deep
cleavage. The blouse was essentially just a top as it was drawn tight
under her breasts leaving her midriff bare. I noticed that her navel was
pierced with a rather large gold ring. She was wearing a tight short red
mini-skirt at least five inches above her trim knees made even more
revealing by a slit up the side. She had on sheer dark unpatterned
stockings (or pantiehose I wondered - I was going to find out soon) and red
leather pumps with four inch spike heels and small buckles. She was
wearing very simple jewellery, small earrings and a silver medallion on a
thin chain around her slender neck, which appeared to be inscribed,
although at the distance I was I could not read the inscription. Her hair
was carefully brushed and drawn back into a pony-tail with her fringe
neatly combed. Her make-up today was rather heavier than she sometimes
wore, exaggerating her eyes and with a rather dark lipstick. She was
wearing an unbuttoned black trench-coat loosely over her shoulders. She
looked delicious and excited immediate interest in the male passengers.
All the seats were taken and she went to stand at the back of the bus
near the door on the pavement side of the bus. She slipped off her coat,
folded it and put it at her feet. I had noticed with some interest than on
her more 'slutty' days she tended to stand at the back where she was more
likely to receive attention but on the days when she was dressed more
conservatively she would sit and read a magazine. I noticed one or two men
begin to slowly gravitate towards her but today they were out of luck. I
left my seat and moved decisively through the crowded standing space until
I was beside the girl. I put my hand on the rail beside her shoulder,
effectively pinning her in the corner by the door, putting her at my
complete disposal and preventing the attentions of any other passengers
being realised. She glanced quickly into my eyes, bit her lip, flushed and
turned half away from me so that she was looking out of the window. I
noticed with no little surprise but with a lot of pleasure the shadow of
uncertainty in her eyes. This girl was not nearly as confident as she
tried to appear.
The bus drew up at another stop and many more people boarded. As all
the seats were taken the new passengers pressed into the standing area
where we were and it began to become really congested. I was pressed more
closely against my pretty target, trapping her in the corner. She was a
tall girl, only an inch or two shorter than I am and she glanced quickly
again at my face before looking out of the window. Her cheeks were still
stained by a pretty flush and her freckles became rather more prominent in
her embarrassment and anxiety. I quickly caught on to the fact that this
was a girl who was confident when she felt in control but could easily be
pushed off balance - then uncertainty and anxiety took over.
Random movements in the crowded space pushed me closer to her. I put my
left arm across in front of her holding the rail which ran along the bus
window and, dropping my right had I leaned on the wall of the bus so that
my thigh was in contact with her and my right had was between us but not
yet touching her. I could hear her breathing and, looking over her
shoulder and downwards I could see right down her cleavage as her breasts
heaved under the thin revealing silk. I could see one or two of the other
passengers watching us covertly but I ignored them. I moved my hand on to
the curve of her thigh just below the hip and pressed gently. Immediately
I felt the strap of a suspender and I knew that she was wearing stockings.
I slid the flat palm of my hand from her thigh to her ass and spread my
fingers. The bus jolted and this had the effect of pushing her ass back a
little into my hand. I spread my fingers wider and pressed more firmly
against the springy flesh then closed my hand slightly and, making my
intentions very obvious, squeezed her ass cheek firmly. I heard her exhale
in a gasp and although her flush deepened she did not protest. I took this
as carte-blanche to proceed. I began to move my hand over her thinly
covered ass with a proprietary air that she could not mistake. I outlined
the edge of her panties and the suspenders straps leading from the lower
edge of what felt like a very delicate garter belt. I let my hand drift
lower following the garter strap down to the top of her right stocking. I
squeezed her thigh just above the level of her stocking top, increasing
steadily the extent of my fondling and still eliciting no protest. I had
quickly realised that in spite of her initial air of confidence and her
behaviour on previous days, my pretty victim was too embarrassed or shy to
protest and that I could get away with almost anything. I moved my hand to
the back of her thigh and caressed the full flesh, relishing it's
springiness through the nylon of her stocking.
It is interesting how far one can go feeling up an embarrassed and
unwillingly compliant girl on a crowded bus! I slid my hand up the back of
her nylon-covered leg until I reached the bare flesh at the top of her
stocking. She gasped again as I moved my hand further up under her short
thin skirt back on to her ass but by this time my hand was up her skirt
caressing her trim ass through the inadequate barrier of her delicate
panties. I began to move my hand freely over her nylon covered buttocks
relishing the soft feel of the delicate material as it slid over her smooth
flesh. As I squeezed and shaped the globes of her buttocks in my palm, I
took my left hand from the rail across the window and slipped it round her
under her armpit on to the smooth flesh of her bare midriff pulling her
back against me. She gasp but compliantly moved as I directed her, almost
like a doll. I took a firmer grip of her ass-cheek. The fore-finger of my
left hand flirted briefly with her navel-ring and gently exploring her
belly-button before moving upwards. I felt the bones of her lower rib-cage
against the ball of my thumb and I slid my hand up a little further until
my thumb was brushing the lower curve of her full breast. I knew that the
other passengers were watching and had a clear view, and so did my victim,
but no-one interfered. The realisation that she was being watched as she
was being felt up without being able to do anything about it caused her
blush to deepen.
Still gripping her ass-cheek tightly I moved my hand deliberately up on
to her left breast and began to feel her, moulding the flesh. I saw one of
my fellow passengers give me a thumbs-up sign out of the corner of my eye.
I ignored it and continued to mould the flesh of her full breast. I could
feel her hardening nipple like a bullet in the palm of my hand and I could
smell the combined sweat of her fear, anxiety and arousal. Despite herself
she was becoming turned on by my attentions. I played idly with her nipple
through the thin covering of her blouse and bra and she gasped as I twisted
it between thumb and forefinger. Moving my lips closer to her ear, I spoke
to her for the first time.
"Spread your legs," I ordered brusquely. She gave what sounded like a
little sob but did not move. I twisted her nipple rather more viciously
and she gasped and gave a definite sob. Her thighs parted until she was
standing on trembling legs with feet braced about a foot apart. I left her
nipple and spread my hand again on her breast, cupping and fondling it. I
took a firm grip on the soft springy girl-flesh of her breast and held her
firmly while I proceeded to the next stage.
As I held her by the breast pulled close against me she was standing
rigid with her hands by her sides. I took my hand from her ass and seized
her by her delicate wrist, bringing her hand to my groin. As usual I was
wearing a pair of thin dark slacks with no underwear and a black
polo-necked sweater. I had been erect since I first touched her and now I
put her unwilling hand on my erect prick, forcing her to feel me through my
thin trousers. She just let her hand hang limp. I squeezed her breast
viciously and she gave another sob.
"Take hold of my prick and start rubbing," I whispered in her ear.
Nothing happened. I squeezed her breast again and I felt her delicate hand
cup my balls, feeling, outlining and defining the flesh before moving up to
my prick which she clasped reluctantly through my trousers and began to
slowly jerk me off. I knew that she was now too cowed to stop so I let go
of her wrist and put my hand back up her skirt. I slipped my hand between
her legs and caressed the dimple of her ass before slipping my finger
forward to the smooth area of the delicate skin between her ass and the
back of the slit of her cunt which I began to gently stroke through the
thin silk of her panties, working her up with the tips of my fingers. I
heard her breathing quicken and shallow and her grip on my prick tightened
slightly and deliciously. I slipped my hand up to the waistband of her
panties and, as she jerked me off I put my fingers down inside her thin
panties and splayed them on her bare ass. She gasped loudly and her
breathing shallowed. I pushed her panties down a little giving me free
access to her now-bare ass which I began to fondle quickly moving to slip
my hand between her spread thighs on to her bare cunt. Her breathing
seemed to stop and her whole body froze. She stopped rubbing my prick and
seemed to stand in a state of suspended animation. It was as though, for
her for a moment, time had stopped. I squeezed her left breast tightly and
warningly in my left hand and she gave a shuddering sigh and continued
jerking me off.
I cupped her cunt briefly and fondled it learning the disposition of her
rather fleshy outer lips and brushing the hard nub of her clit, eliciting
another deep gasp. Despite herself she was moist. My fingers rapidly
became moist in her female juices and I slipped my hand back along the
delicate area of her perineum towards the puckered little dimple of her
ass. To the accompaniment of a horrified gasp from my reluctant victim I
slid my finger across the entrance to her ass, delicately rubbing across
the puckered muscle. Her buttocks clenched reflexively but, ignoring that,
I pressed gently against the dimple of her ass with my forefinger, greasy
from her cunt-juice, until the protecting ring of muscle surrounding her
opening gave way and the tip of my finger slid into her bottom. She was
breathing raggedly and shallowly as now, in complete command of my pretty
victim, I began to finger-fuck her ass as I slowly and thoroughly felt her
breast. I knew that we were being watched by some of our fellow passengers
and that, depending on their position, they could see more or less of what
was going on but no-one made any attempt to interfere. My thoroughly cowed
victim was submitting meekly to being played with in the full sight of her
fellow passengers. It was obvious to her that she was helpless and that
no-one would come to her aid. She sobbed and continued to jerk my prick
with a lovely rhythmical action. The elastic of her panties was cutting
into my wrist and I took the opportunity to humiliate my lovely victim
further. I slipped my finger from her ass and took my hand from under her
skirt leaving her panties rucked up at the top of her thighs.
I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, with a little menace in my
voice,
"Take off your panties and give them to me,"
She gasped and shook her head violently. Holding her impaled on my
finger deep in her bottom I squeezed her left breast a little more tightly
until she gasped with pain.
"Just get on with it," I ordered, "I won't tell you again".
Blushing violently and trying to hide her actions from the other
passengers she squirmed and wriggled on my finger, slipping the panties
down her legs. She let go of my prick, needing her hand to retrieve her
panties. She stepped out of them, first one foot and then, because I was
holding her and she could not easily bend she stood on that foot and,
bending her knee, lifted the panties looped on her other ankle until she
could reach them with her hand. She put her foot back on the floor and
stood holding the delicate white lacy garment, trying to conceal it in her
little hand.
All this time she had been standing half turned away from me with her
back towards me but just then, the bus jolted and I quickly slipped my
finger out of her bottom, pressed on her shoulder and manoeuvring her with
my grip on her left breast turned her abruptly so that she was facing me.
She looked into my eyes and gasped. She was flushed and panting.
"Give me your panties," I ordered again. She gave a little sob and held
them out for me to take.
To humiliate her further I let her stand there holding out the delicate
lacy garment to me knowing that her fellow-passengers were watching and
sniggering at her discomfiture. Looking into her eyes I finally took the
panties from her, held them under my nose and inhaled deeply before putting
them into my pocket. She watched me aghast.
"Lovely, darling." I said mockingly, "that will make a nice souvenir of
this morning for me. What is your name?" For a moment it looked as though
she wasn't going to answer but then she looked into my eyes and what she
saw there rapidly changed her mind.
"Danielle," she whispered.
I smiled at her and took my hand from her breast, and slipped my right
arm around her waist under her armpit drawing her close to me so that her
cunt, covered now only by her thin short skirt was pressed against my
groin. I knew that she could feel my erect prick against her and her eyes
widened. I could feel her trembling as I pulled her against me. I knew
that any resistance she had was broken by now as she looked into my eyes
with her lower lip slightly trembling. I slipped my hand down from her
waist to the soft flesh of her thigh relishing the sensual feel of her
stocking and slowly slid my hand up her leg under her skirt on to the warm
bare flesh at the top of the stocking. She shook as she looked into my
eyes. I slid my hand further up on to her bare bottom and began to mould
and squeeze the soft globes of her trim ass under her skirt.
"Spread your thighs, Danielle," I ordered and without hesitation her
thighs parted. I slipped my hand from under her skirt and took my arm from
round her. Looking into her eyes I pressed her back against the wall of
the bus into the corner by the door so that she had no freedom of movement
and I slipped my hand back between her thighs and slid it up her skirt,
this time from the front. I could smell the fear and reluctant excitement
from the twitchy girl as I took possession of her cunt, which was very wet.
I noted with interest and some amusement that her cunt was completely
shaved making the slickness of the wet outer lips very evident to my
exploring fingers. I put two fingers into her and began a gentle deep
finger-fuck as I looked into her eyes. I exerted my complete domination by
putting my other hand behind her head, winding my fingers in he longish red
pony-tail, drew her face forward and put my lips to hers. At first I just
kissed her gently with rather loose, undemanding lips against her tense
closed ones but I then began gently to increase the intimacy of the caress.
I brushed my tongue along her lips and pressed rather more demandingly.
Her lips reluctantly parted and I slipped the tip of my tongue between them
into her warm mouth. She was trembling and shaking on my fingers as I
played with her wet cunt and looked into my eyes with an unreadable
expression. I began to kiss her more deeply, taking complete possession of
her mouth and exploring, slowly and luxuriously, her palate and gums. Her
tongue, in spite of herself, writhed excitedly against mine and I could
both feel and hear her breathing quickening. I increased the depth and
rate of the finger-fuck, taking care to brush her clit with each stroke. I
saw beads of perspiration on her forehead and a tear at the corner of her
eye. Her breathing became very suddenly much more rapid and shallow in my
mouth and she gave a deep gasp and a little squeal into my mouth as,
shuddering and trembling in my arms, she came on my fingers.
I drew her closer and let her bury her hot embarrassed face in my chest
as I held her with my fingers twisted in her pony-tail as she recovered.
Her excited ragged breathing gradually slowed as she fought to bring
herself under control. I moved the fingers of my other hand gently and
slowly in and out of her wet cunt as she stood leaning against me
compliantly on shaking spread legs. As I finger-fucked the shaking
red-head I glanced out of the window of the bus. Although I had been
concentrating on playing with my unwilling partner I had been conscious of
the doors of the bus opening and closing and passengers boarding and
alighting close by us as the bus stops passed. I now saw that we were near
the University and I knew the stop at which Danielle usually alighted.
Today things were going to be a little different for her!
I saw the bus approaching the stop at which I intended to alight and I
withdrew my fingers from Danielle's cunt and put the flat of my hand on her
bare midriff and drew it across her warm bare flesh. I could feel the
moisture from her cunt on my fingers quickly drying but leaving smears on
her soft flesh. I slipped a finger through her navel-ring and made a fist
possessively against the soft flesh of her young belly with my forefinger
locked in her ring. There was now no way that she could escape so I let go
of her hair.
We reached the first university stop, the stop before the one at which
she usually alighted. The doors opened and I smiled into her startled eyes
as I casually stepped off the bus on to the pavement, drawing her after me
by the ring in her navel on which I now had an unbreakable grip. The other
passengers parted and let us off the bus with no problem. It appeared that
my easy control of the girl and my casual assumption of ownership through
my control of her ring must have given them the impression that we were
together somehow.
Pulling her casually by her navel-ring, I dragged her along behind me
for a short distance along the pavement and then through a narrow alley
between two buildings. I knew that It wasn't painful for Danielle having
her ring tugged as I led her, but I also knew that it was the sort of thing
where she had to go where she was tugged. It was like one of those judo
holds that don't really hurt and which don't look impressive, but which
somehow, you can't do anything about and which completely subdue you. I
pulled her along after me quickly enough that she was tottering
uncomfortably along on her heels and having to struggle to keep her
balance. The breeze kept flicking her skirt up and giving brief flashes of
her bare ass and cunt to anyone who was around. A combination of trying to
keep up to minimise the tension on her navel, trying to keep her balance on
the uneven ground on her heels and trying to preserve her modesty by
holding her skirt down kept her sufficiently occupied that I knew that she
would not cause me difficulty.
I knew where we were going as I had set it up the day before. After a
short while we came to an underpass. I contemplated stopping for a moment
in the semi-darkness of the short tunnel to play with my pretty companion
but we were nearly at our destination so I just carried on. We came to
what looked like a service door and I had ensured that it would be
unlocked. I pulled it open and drew Danielle after me into the gloom of the
building, along a short corridor and into a small room, the door of which I
locked, pocketing the key. I slipped my finger from her navel-ring and
releasing her, stepped away from the trembling red-head. She stood looking
at me and biting her lower lip. In spite of all she had been through in
the last hour or so she still looked neat and tidy, only we both knew that
her panties were now in my pocket.
I leaned against the door and smiled at Danielle. She looked nervously
around the room. It was a small room with no windows, clearly it was a
store room. The only furniture was a large chair and a mattress lying
along one wall. The room was lit by a fairly dim subdued light from a
skylight. There was no internal light in the room itself. I looked at
Danielle and as she looked uncertainly back at me I closed the space
between us with two quick strides and, before she could react I wound the
fingers of my left hand in her pony-tail, holding her tightly and gaining
immediate and complete control of her. I kissed her deeply taking
immediate and complete possession of her soft mouth which I slowly began to
explore with my tongue and lips. I slid my right hand across the smooth
warm flesh of her belly, brushing her navel-ring as I passed and took
possession of her left breast with I squeezed hard until she gasped with
pain into my mouth. I intended to let her know exactly what the situation
was so that I should have no more trouble with her. I moved her back so
that her back was against the wall and when I was sure that she could not
wriggle free and that I had complete control I let go of her hair and,
still squeezing her right breast, slipped my left hand behind her up her
short skirt and insinuated my fingers between the cleft of the protruding
buttocks of her trim ass, brushing the dimpled rose of her ass-hole before
moving forward against the resistance of her thighs towards her cunt. I
took my lips from hers and looked into her frightened eyes.
"Spread your legs," I said quietly but firmly. She looked back,
wide-eyed at me but did not move. I squeezed slightly harder with my right
hand and hurt her breast a little more. She gasped and stood bowlegged
while I felt her cunt under her short skirt. She was flushed and panting
as I pressed her back against the wall. I slightly released my grip on her
breast until I just had her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I
began to squeeze and roll it as, ignoring her gasp, first of discomfort and
then of pain, I began to kiss her again. I took my time with my pretty
victim, kissing her thoroughly as I felt her wet cunt from behind and
tortured her stiff nipple. At any time she could have begun to fight back,
to struggle or even to try to knee me in the groin but her resistance
appeared to have been broken. I took a firm hold on her stiff nipple and
sat down on the chair. The pressure I was putting on her nipple caused her
to bend forward. I continued pulling her down by the nipple until I had
her reluctant trembling form spread on my lap at my complete disposal.
Danielle lay limply and submissively across my lap her resistance for
the moment appearing to be broken. She lay as I had put her, still being
controlled by the pressure I was exerting on her nipple waiting in tense
anticipation, head inverted, her read pony-tail spread on the bare floor of
the utility room. Her dangling breasts were pressed against my left leg as
I held her by the nipple and admired the sweet contour of her lush curves.
The rounded contours of her trim skirt-covered bottom lay over my lap
rather more to the right than to the left and she must have been aware of
my stiff prick against her virtually bare cunt. Her long slim athletic
legs, sheathed in dark stockings, were slightly parted and the toes of her
high heeled shoes scraped on the bare floor. I had plenty of time and I
took my time, knowing that waiting to see what would happen would build up
Danielle's anxiety. I carefully arranged her on my lap exactly as I wanted
her. I released her nipple now that she was completely under my control
and reached down to feel her breasts arranging her so that I could enjoy
the feeling of the soft springy flesh of her breasts pressing against the
firm muscle of my calf as she dangled helplessly head-down over my lap. I
did not remove her shoes. I flicked up her short red skirt and spent a
moment contemplating the enticing sight her naked bottom presented across
my lap, so temptingly displayed for my enjoyment. I put my hand gently on
the right globe of her buttock and noted with amusement her instant
instinctive reaction. The muscles of her buttocks clenched tightly and I
could see the waves of contraction passing through the firm flesh under my
caressing hand. I made no further move other than a gentle caress and when
Danielle seemed to think that I was content to only feel her bottom tension
left her body and I saw and felt the muscles of her trim young ass relax
and become quiescent under my hand. Now that she was relaxed, even if
anxious, I began to feel her bottom at my leisure. I passed my hands over
the perfect globes of her young ass squeezing and kneading the soft yet
firm flesh. The muscles of her bottom clenched and unclenched under the
demanding attention of my exploring hand. I slid my right hand down the
inside of her nylon-covered thigh to her knee and pressed slightly
outwards. She understood immediately and compliantly parted her legs. I
continued to caress and mould her ass flesh with my left hand and slid my
right hand between her newly parted legs on to her bare cunt which I began
to feel.
Already moist, she rapidly became wet under my ministrations and I
thoroughly coated my fingers in her female juices. With my left hand I
widely parted the twin globes of her perfect ass baring the puckered little
brown rose of her ass-hole. She sighed deeply which became a gasp as I
trailed my wet finger across her orifice. She had already felt my finger
in her ass on the bus so it was no real surprise to her as I gently but
deliberately slid my finger past the outer ring of muscle, straight up her
clinging bottom. I relaxed for a moment, enjoying the feel of the internal
muscles of her ass as they clutched and pulled reflexively against my
finger. She shuddered deeply again which had the delightful effect of
pressing the full globes of her hanging breasts more firmly against the
muscle of my calf. I began to slowly finger-fuck her delicious bottom and
she was unable to remain still under the attention, wriggling on my lap in
spite of herself and agitating my stiff prick deliciously. I slid a second
finger into her ass and she gasped with a mixture of surprise and pain. I
began to fuck the tight orifice with two fingers deliberately stretching
and loosening it for what I had in mind for later.
Danielle continued to wriggle on my lap as she was being played with and
I pushed my two invading fingers as far up her bottom as I could and held
her impaled while I reached down with my free hand, slid it between the
soft flesh of her breasts and the hard muscle of my calf and began to feel
her, moulding and squeezing the soft springy flesh of her young breast
through the thin material of her blouse and bra. As I felt her, I
continued to deeply finger her ass and she groaned softly. Tiring of this
sport, I released her breast, slipped my fingers out of her tight hole and
gave her bottom a sharp slap which echoed in the small room. She gasped
loudly as I slid her off my lap to the floor by my feet. She looked up at
me in startled surprise.
I looked down at the rather dishevelled red-head as she lay at my feet.
She was lying half on her side and the material of her blouse was drawn
very tightly across her breasts, accentuating her bra and defining the
sharp cones of her hard nipples. Her right leg was stretched out straight
and her left bent at the knee. This had the effect of causing her short
red skirt to ride very high on her thighs, only just covering her cunt.
Her pony-tail hung down the front of her chest lying on her right breast
and her fringe was plastered to her forehead by the perspiration generated
by the experience she had just undergone.
I motioned for her to stand but she just lay and looked dumbly up at me.
I sighed and reaching forward wound the fingers of my left hand in her
pony-tail and grasped her by the left breast with my right hand. I slowly
rose to my feet pulling her up with me. She scrambled up a little
inelegantly trying to relieve the tension on her hair and her breast until
she was standing, panting deeply, facing me balanced rather precariously on
her high heels. Keeping my fingers wound in her hair I released her breast
and slipped my right hand back up her skirt straight between her thighs on
to her shaved cunt. I slipped my forefinger up her channel and to the
accompaniment of a startled gasp, spread my fingers and cupped her cunt. I
gave her a simple order as I continued to feel her cunt.
"Strip," I commanded.
She shook her head rapidly from side to side. I pressed two fingers of
my right hand deeply into her wet cunt and rubbed my thumb over the rose of
her ass-hole. I released her pony-tail and took hold of her right nipple
in the thumb and forefinger of my left hand. She gasped as I twisted her
nipple viciously.
"Don't make me have to repeat myself," I said quietly, giving her nipple
another twist. A tear came to her eyes but her hands went to her blouse
and she loosened the tie, unbuttoned it and left it hanging loose around
her shoulders.
"Wait," I ordered and sat down in the chair with my right hand still
gripping her cunt tightly. I laid my arm along the arm of the chair so
that my forefingers were extended at the level of her cunt. I withdrew my
finger and immediately slipped two fingers up her wet slit, pulling her
towards me by the cunt. I began to finger-fuck her.
"Fuck yourself on my fingers and look into my eyes as you strip," I said
quietly and the humiliated frightened girl began to move her hips backwards
and forwards unwillingly pleasuring herself on my fingers. I looked with
pleasure thin blouse hanging from her shoulders and at her half-cup lacy
white bra. As she fucked herself on my fingers I lay back and watched her
slip the thin blouse down her arms and drop it beside her on the floor. I
continued looking into her eyes as her hands went behind her to the catch
of her bra. This simple motion made her breasts stand out beautifully and
accentuated their perfect line and shape. She unfastened the clip before
sliding the bra down her arms and dropping it on to the floor on top of her
blouse. She stood helplessly looking down at me her hips moving
rhythmically on my fingers and her bare breasts heaving.
"The skirt," I said quietly. She sobbed, loosened the catch on her
skirt and it fell around her feet. She kicked it away toward the small
pile of her other clothes. She was an extremely erotic sight in a
garter-belt and dark sheer stockings which showed off her perfect legs.
The relatively high heels she was wearing served to define her calves and
to cause her trim bottom to protrude. I enjoyed the sight for a moment
longer then took my fingers from her cunt and looked up at her. Her hips
stopped their reluctant movement and she looked down at me uncertainly. I
slipped my shoes off.
"Undress me," I said simply. She just stood and looked down at me. "If
I have to tell you again you will be really sorry," I continued, putting a
little quiet menace into my tone. The unhappy girl pulled off my sweater
and then unbuckled my belt. She unfastened my zip, taking care I noticed
not to touch my prick, and slid my trousers down. I lifted my bottom so
that she could lip my trousers off and nodded at my socks - one after the
other, she removed them. I was now naked.
"Stand between my thighs," I ordered and it was a measure of my control
that she moved to do my bidding, resting her hands by her sides without any
delay. She looked forlornly down into my face and I smiled up at her.
"Now start wanking me," I ordered. She clasped my shaft in her soft
hand and began to toss me off. I put my hand between her slender thighs
and began to feel her moist bare cunt. She gasped. "Spread your legs," I
said and she automatically complied. She was standing slightly bow-legged
with her thighs spread giving me complete access to her naked cunt while
she slowly and deliciously tossed me off. I thoroughly felt her cunt while
looking into her eyes and, despite herself, she began to become even more
moist in my hand. I rapidly grew hard under her expert little hand.
"Danielle," I said quietly, " I am going to have some fun with you this
morning. You can do it one of two ways. You can either resist me all the
way in which case I will have to hurt you. I may hurt you anyway. I
sometimes do that because I enjoy it," she looked afraid, "or you can relax
and try to co-operate. Whether you enjoy it is up to you." She looked into
my eyes and submitted to having her cunt explored as she wanked me.
Against her will she became wetter and wetter in my hand. I began to
finger-fuck her with two fingers and she began to gasp in time to my
strokes and her hips began to writhe as she tried to balance on the high
heels. As I finger-fucked her I slipped my other hand behind her and began
to feel her bottom, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh of her buttocks
rather harder than was comfortable for her. I was enjoying hurting her and
making her squirm. "Have you ever sucked a man off?" I asked. She was
silent. I gave her buttock a sharp pinch, pushing my fingers hard up her
wet cunt and feeling the lip of her cervix with my fingertips. "Well?" She
reddened and looked uncomfortable.
"Well?" I repeated.
"I sometimes suck my fianc, off," she whispered almost inaudibly.
"Get down on your knees between my thighs and take my prick into your
mouth," I said. She did not move so I took my hand from her cunt and
reached up to her swinging breast. I began to twist her nipple sharply
exerting a downward pressure until I had forced her to her knees.
"Kiss my prick," I ordered, "then move your lips to the tip and take the
tip in your mouth". She looked briefly into my eyes and then lowered her
gaze to my prick, moved forward and kissed it with her soft red lips about
three inches from the tip. She moved her mouth slowly up the shaft of my
rod to the tip and reluctantly opened her lips. I moved my hips slightly
forward and the tip of my big stiff prick entered the moist warmth of her
mouth. I pushed it in about an inch and let it rest there. She
automatically closed her lips round the shaft and I looked down with
pleasure at the cute red-head on her knees before me with my big stiff
prick in her mouth.
"Now, take my prick in your hand and wank me off into your mouth," I
said, "on each stroke give a gentle suck". She automatically began to
follow my instructions and before long I was being given a very competent
blow-job.
"That's lovely, Danielle," I commented, "you are really very good at
this. Every so often stop sucking and run your tongue around the ridge
under the head of my prick". I began to feel delicious waves of sensation
from my prick passing down my legs and up my back. I knew that this would
not last long as the warmth from my balls grew stronger. I wound my
fingers in her soft red pony-tail so that she could not remove her mouth
and began to move my hips, fucking her mouth.
"Suck me harder," I said and she obeyed automatically. I could feel the
sperm being sucked out of my balls and I pulled her mouth further on to my
prick pushing it about four inches in as I came in her mouth and blasted a
load of hot cum against the back of her throat. She began to gag but I
held her mouth on my prick relentlessly until she had been compelled to
swallow it all. A thin white trickle ran down from the corner of her red
lips on to her chin. She looked up at as she knelt before me with my
softening prick in her mouth. I pulled her head off my prick by her
pony-tail and she wiped the cum from her lips with the back of her hand.
Without saying a word I rose to my feet and pulled her up by the hair. She
stood wobbling on her high heels. I grinned at her, hooked my finger in
her navel ring and walked to the mattress drawing her after me like a dog
on a lead.
I lay down on the mattress and pulled her down by the ring so that she
was lying beside me. I took her hand and moved it to my prick and she
automatically grasped the shaft. I slipped an arm round her and drew her
to me and began to kiss her, tasting my cum on her lips. I put my arm
round her under her armpit and began to fondle her full breast, teasing the
nipple occasionally between thumb and forefinger. Already hard, the
sensitive bud stiffened further. I was interested that, without my having
to tell her, Danielle's soft hand had begun to stroke and jerk my prick,
and I was rapidly becoming hard again under her ministrations. I took my
lips from hers and looked into Danielle's eyes.
"Kneel with your bottom in the air, your arms flat on the bed and your
cheek resting on your arms and part your thighs," I told her. She did not
move so I gave her nipple a sharp twist. She was beginning to learn her
lesson and she rapidly scrambled on to her knees and rested her cheek on
her arms as they lay flat on the bed. She looked sidelong at me. In this
position her trim bottom was stuck up in the air and with her legs parted I
could see the wet groove of her hairless cunt. I got to my knees and knelt
behind the trembling Danielle. I began to feel the flesh of her buttocks
with both hands before slipping my left hand between her parted thighs on
to her hairless wet cunt which I felt thoroughly before slipping two
fingers hard up her and beginning to finger-fuck her again. I moistened my
right forefinger in the juice from her wet cunt and pressed it gently
against the puckered entrance to her ass. She gasped as she felt what I
was doing but did not dare move. Gently pushed my finger forward until the
ring of protecting muscle suddenly gave way and my finger slipped easily
and deeply into her bottom. She gasped again loudly as she was doubly
penetrated. I began to finger-fuck both holes fairly vigorously and her
body shook and trembled under the force of my attentions. Her breathing
began to quicken and become more shallow and I felt both holes becoming
wetter on my fingers. She began to gasp in time with my thrusts. I was
now timing the strokes of both hands so that her cunt and ass were being
deeply finger-fucked at the same time. Her gasps became wordless moans and
then sharp little high-pitched squeals. I felt her body suddenly become
rigid as she emitted a louder sighing gasp and came on my fingers.
She gave a deep sigh and relaxed as her breathing began to calm down. I
could feel her slender body shaking from the effects of the orgasm and, to
give her time to recover I slipped my fingers from her body and held her by
the hips. With a deep shuddering gasp she got her breathing under control.
I could smell her perspiration, in fact the whole room was redolent of sex
and sweat. After several minutes she had managed to regain her composure.
I slipped my finger up her bottom again, enjoying the feeling as she
wriggled and clenched the muscles of her ass against the invasion. To
amuse myself, I suddenly slapped her springy buttock fairly hard. The
noise of the slap resounded through the small room accompanied by her gasp
of shock and pain. I began to spank the cute trim bottom so temptingly
laid out before me. I was not bothered about being gentle and the cheeks
of Danielle's ass soon became a fiery red under my hand. She began to sob
in time with each stroke. I varied the position of each stroke until the
cheeks of her ass and her upper thighs were a uniform fiery red. I moved
closer behind the sobbing, shaking red-head and with one smooth movement
pushed my stiff prick between the wet lips of her gaping cunt until I was
sheathed in her hot clinging channel to the balls. She gave a horrified
gasp and tried to look round at me. I leaned forward on her back until my
lips were at her ear.
"You are going to love this," I whispered as I began to slowly fuck her.
She did not move but became rigid. I slapped her red ass again and she
gasped loudly. "Come on, Danielle," I said abruptly, "wake up!!" She had
one or two attempts to get the words out and then, looking round at me over
her shoulder pleaded,
"Please don't fuck me, don't cum inside me I am not on the pill," I just
laughed and began to thrust deeper. She gave a sigh and appeared to give
up as she reflexly pushed her trim, reddened bottom back against me so that
I became more deeply embedded in her hot tight cunt. I reached round under
her and began to play with her full swinging tits. I kneaded the soft
flesh and pulled and twisted her stiff nipples until she gasped with pain.
I began to shaft her deeply and rhythmically and she moved with me despite
herself as I built up my rhythm. I increased the depth of my stroke,
pulling Danielle back on to my prick by the tits. The added stimulation of
the closer contact was too much for my self-control and I came hard
shooting spurts of hot cum up into the receptive womb of the reluctant
frightened red-head. I gave her arse a last hard slap and withdrew my
softening prick from her clinging cunt and she collapsed gasping on to her
stomach with her thighs splayed. I could see a white trail of cum leading
from her wet open cunt and running down to her stockings. She reached
between her legs and felt the cum running from her cunt down her thigh and
looked up at me with eyes puffy with tears. I could see that she was
trying to speak and I waited, giving her a chance to get the words out.
After a moment she brought her sobs under control and whispered,
"I told you I wasn't on the pill. What am I going to do if I am
pregnant? I just laughed and slowly began to collect my clothes and
dressed as the unhappy girl watched silently, sobbing from time to time.
Finally I was ready and I looked down at her, enjoying the sight of her
slender body, the white of her back contrasting with the fiery red of her
spanked bottom. I smiled at her and unlocked the door. Just as I was
leaving I looked down at Danielle,
"Thank you for this morning, Danielle, darling," I said maliciously,
"you were a lovely fuck. We must do this again. I'll see you on the bus
tomorrow." Smiling to myself I left the room and closed the door quietly on
Danielle's horrified gaze.
The author wished to acknowledge and thank Danielle who provided the
inspiration and much of the material for this story.
Comments, criticism and suggestions for future stories are always
welcome at aled7@yahoo.com
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