Message-ID: <40314asstr$1041891007@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: mandil_k@hotmail.com (mandil) X-Original-Message-ID: <f9759bf0.0301060921.54ebc739@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 6 Jan 2003 17:21:41 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 6 Jan 2003 09:21:41 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Watching and Lusting part 6 Date: Mon, 6 Jan 2003 17:10:07 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/40314> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw . Watching and Lusting by Mandil PART 6 From his hiding place, Bobbie could hardly wait to discover what Mr. Steven had in mind for Linda. He kept asking himself, what on earth could a fourteen-year-old girl - she had just turned fourteen the previous month - could possibly do to save his business? "You see Linda, in the last year I had to borrow a large sum of money from a man, he doesn't live here in Lakeview and his name is Sam Bolder. All the new machinery that was installed here in the last two years did cost a lot of money. Even if my business is doing well, the interests on the loan are very high. This plus the fact that I had to buy a new truck recently, well frankly I don't think that I will be able to come up with the money for my next monthly payment at the end of the month." He waited a few seconds so that she could absorb what he had just told her. "But how can I help you? I have almost fifty dollars that I have save, if you want it I will bring it tomorrow." "No, I am afraid that fifty dollars will not be enough. This man, Sam, is not even prepared to wait a week, if I could convince him to wait a little, I know that I will have the money to pay him. But he is not willing to give me even a week extension on my payment." "But only a week. Surely you can explain to him that it's not too much to ask?" "No, believe me, I have tried. There is only one thing that he might agree on." Linda looked at him, a ray of hope registering on her face. "Then propose it to him. You must do it." "Well this is where I need your help." In the back of his mind Bobbie had a strange thought, for an instant he had the impression that he could almost see where Mr. Steven was leading her. But he dismissed this wicked thought since it was too horrible even to consider. "Of course I will help you and I will also bring my fifty dollars tomorrow. Will it make this Sam wait an extra week?" "Extra money paid late won't make him change his mind. You see, his wife died a few years ago and ever since that time he hasn't been with a woman. He is extremely shy in the presence of a woman and he hasn't gone on a date since the death of his wife." Once again he ceased talking and he looked straight into Linda's eyes. As for Bobbie, his worst fears had now materialized and he knew exactly where Mr. Steven was leading her with this kind of talk. "But I don't understand. How can I help you find a woman for him to meet, I know only girls of my own age." She was looking at Mr. Steven with her pretty wide eyes. Bobbie knew, judging by her reaction, that she had not yet caught on as to where he was leading her. Then all of a sudden, Mr. Steven"s intention began to sink in her mind. Her reaction was then typical to that of the young girl that she was. She began to laugh and giggle, while she did this she also placed the back of her hand against her mouth as she always did whenever she would hear something that she felt was naughty. "You are making fun of me now, I am not a woman yet." "Believe me, this is not a joke. Please, let him have you once only and I know he will grant me an extra week. After all you have nothing to loose. If you prefer I will even be present when he is with you?" Bobbie was stunned by Linda's lack of protest. It was as if they were talking about buying a new dress for her. Probably her lack of experience with older men combine with her youth did prevent her from seeing the wickedness in what she was being asked to do. "But people might find out. My mother would kill me if she even heard of this. I don't think it will work." "Believe me, no one will ever hear of this. As I said earlier, Sam does not live in Lakeview. He will not even know your full name. As soon as this is all over, you can walk back home and I will remain here in the warehouse with him so that he won't follow you and therefore he will never know where you live and who you are." "I don't know. Will he fuck me and do everything else too?" "Only those things that you let him do. Remember, I will be there to watch over you all the time." "But it could be dangerous, he might get me pregnant?" "No he will not make you pregnant since I will explain to him that he has to soak his balls in hot water for half an hour before he meet you. Remember I have been doing this and it does work, beside it certainly wouldn't be to his advantage to get you in the family way. I know he will be careful about this." "How old is he?" "About my age. You will find him good looking too and he is a gentleman." By now she was looking at the floor in a very girlish manner, then in a soft and shy voice and with a naughty smile on her lips, Bobbie did see her nod her willingness while her lips confirmed her agreement. "I will do it if it will help you." ********** Her meeting with Sam was set for the following Saturday evening in the warehouse. It seemed that it was the safest place in town, as Mr. Steven explained to her. It would look bad indeed if the three of them were seen entering a motel. Even if the motel was outside of Lakeview it would still be too risky. During the following hour - once Linda had given her approval to meet Sam - Bobbie watched Mr. Steven fuck her with an enthusiasm he had never shown before. In the last six months, Linda's body had developed a great deal. Her hips were now flaring wider even though she still retained the slim waist that she had before. As for her bottom, it was now very round and appeared much firmer while her breasts had almost doubled in seize, leaving her with a pair of teats that any fully-grown woman would be proud to own. Bobbie had no doubt whatsoever that she had the most voluptuous body of all the girls in Lakeview. Even when compared to his older sister Carole, who was already seventeen, Linda's body was much more developed and attractive. He did see her almost everyday in school and he often tried to talk to her, especially when he was not with his friends. But he was only sixteen and considering the customs and moral values of the community, he was not considered yet of age to go out on dates with girls, even if he was in his last year of high school. A boy had to have a job as well as marriage in mind before he could think of going out with a girl. In Bobbie's case, he had neither of these. Of course his father, being the owner of the movie theatre as well as the owner of a small shirts factory in town, was considered one of the wealthiest man in Lakeview and everyone knew that Bobbie's future was assured. But still this didn't give him the right to date since he was still too young to be looking for a wife. Throughout that week, Bobbie thoughts were preoccupy almost exclusively with Linda and what she was going to do on Saturday with Mr. Steven and this man named Sam. When he had first heard that Mr. Steven was planning to make Linda have sex with Sam, Bobbie felt very angry with Mr. Steven. For a short while he even seriously though of exposing him to the authorities by either writing an anonymous letter or making an anonymous phone call to her parents or even to her teacher. But at the same time he also knew that if he did expose them, it would be the end of his enjoying the sight of her nakedness, not to mention that it was going to get her in a lot of trouble. So after a lot of thinking about this, he definitely decided against this option. Gradually, as Saturday got nearer, his anger change to self-pity as well as lust for Linda's body. Then by Friday he could hardly wait to spy on her again. At half pass five on Saturday, as soon as Mr. Mitchell - the last of the two employees working for Mr. Steven - left the building, Bobbie got inside the warehouse and he hid himself in his now very familiar spot. He arranged every box - that served to hide him - in such a way that he could see every inch of space inside the large room. He even neatly folded the blanket that had been in a pile on the floor and he opened it carefully on top of the boxes. At a quarter to seven, the large door of the warehouse suddenly began to slide up and Mr. Steven drove his van inside. As soon as the door was closed again, both Linda and Mr. Steven got busy with their usual work without even bothering to kiss or to talk. It was evident to Bobbie that there was much tension between them now. Fifteen minutes later they were all done with the sorting and marking of the garments. While Linda sat on one of the boxes, Mr. Steven told her to wait while he went toward the front of the warehouse. Once there, Bobbie watched him entering the wooden structure that serve as office thus leaving Linda all by herself just a few feet in front of Bobbie. Linda seemed very nervous as she sat there so close to him; she kept adjusting her sweater and pulling on her skirt. After a while Bobbie watch her take a comb from her handbag and she began to comb her hair. As soon as she was satisfy that her hair was in order, she got up and she began pacing back and forth in front of the row of boxes. She looked very pretty to Bbbie. She was wearing a beige skirt with the matching short sleeves sweater and even if her body was more developed than many of the women in Lakeview, her face still had that girlish look which Bobbie found so attractive. This was probably exactly why Mr. Steven was so attracted to her in the first place thought Bobbie. She was just fourteen, but her body looked more like eighteen while her face still maintained the radiance and 'joie de vivre' of a girl of twelve. All of a sudden, Mr. Steven appeared at the back of the warehouse and he walked toward Linda. "Sam will be here in a few minutes," he said to her. It was evident that he had trouble hiding his enthusiasm. "He has just phone me from a public phone. You will be nice to him won't you?" Bobbie knew that it must have been the opposite. Mr. Steven had probably been the one to phone Sam or worst still, Sam could well have been there in his office all the time and waiting for the signal of Mr. Steven. Linda became visibly more nervous now. She took a few steps in Mr. Steven's direction and she suddenly said to him. "Remember your promises, you will stay with me all the time that he is here." "Of course I will, and anytime that you want him to stop, just let me know and I will ask him to leave." "Did he agree to give you an extra week?" "Yes, he will extend the time for a week, and if you please him a lot he said that he might give me much more time." She gave him a nervous smile and it was evident to Bobbie that she was happy to know that she was helping Mr. Steven. How could she be so casual about all this, thought Bobbie. Here she was about to let a complete stranger have sex with her and she was acting as if they were just going to have a talk together. They both sat on top of the boxes and talked for a couple of minutes. Then there was knocking against the side door of the warehouse. Linda jumped in surprise and she got up from the box she was sitting on. Mr. Steven told her that she had nothing to worry about since it was Sam and he had been instructed to enter by that door. He went to unlock the door, then he threw it wide open. A man that Bobbie had never seen before entered and they both remained near the door. He and Mr. Steven began to talk in a low voice, - Bobbie and certainly Linda also, couldn't hear what was said of course - after a minute or so they slowly walked toward Linda who was still standing near the row of boxes. "Linda, this is Sam. He is the man that I was talking to you about." She took a step toward Sam and they shook hands. She seemed extremely shy, her eyes were focus on the floor most of the time and it was evident to Bobbie that she was reluctant to look at Sam's face. "I hope you will be very nice to Sam," said Mr Steven "he was very anxious to meet you." As was usually her habit whenever she would encounter a naughty situation, she hid her child-like smile with the back of her hand. But even then, her two rows of perfectly white teeth and her sensual looking lips that Bobbie could still see, were arousing a desire in him. He would have given a lot to be in Sam's shoes at that very moment. "You don't have to be shy Linda," said Sam. "I hope that you do know that we are to be good friends?" "Linda knows perfectly well why you are here," said Mr. Steven "she is willing to do everything you will ask of her, but she has insisted that I remain here while you get acquainted with her." Then, so as to get things going and also to break the ice, Mr. Steven's hand reached for one of Linda's breasts over her sweater. She did try to pull away from him, but he seized her in one arm and with his other hand he proceeded to knead her bosom while he kissed her on the lips. After a few seconds, Bobbie saw him give a signal to Sam with a nod of his head. Sam needed no further urging. He immediately placed both of his hands on her back and he proceeded to stroke her. Gradually he moved one of his hands over her bottom and while Mr. Steven was still kissing her, he fondled as much as he could of her young bottom over her skirt. In no time at all both pair of hands were moving everywhere over Linda's body and by then, she probably couldn't tell exactly which hand belongs to whom. Next Mr. Steven proceeded to pull her skirt until it was around her waist thus exposing all of her white cotton panties. With two pairs of hands expertly fondling her, Linda gradually lost any vestige of shyness that she might still have had and gradually she became lost in a world of lust and passion. The instant that she felt her panties being pull down by Mr. Steven, Bobbie noticed how she even assisted him in this deed, lifting each foot from the floor so that they could be removed completely. Once this was done, Sam pulled his pants down leaving them around his ankles, he next took his long thin cock out of his boxer and he stroke it a few times. When he released his organ, it stood perfectly horizontal in front of him and pointing straight at Linda. By now Mr. Steven was standing behind her while he was kissing the right side of her neck. For some reason that Bobbie could not understand, during all that time she kept her eyes glued on Sam's column of flesh, which was evidently thicker but also shorter than what Mr. Steven had. Still holding her in his arms as he stood behind her, Mr. Steven slowly guided her toward the row of boxes that were already covered by the blanket. Once in front of the row of boxes, she was made to bend over so that her belly would rest on the blanket while her legs stood very straight with her feet flat on the cement floor. In that position her bottom was thus projected forward and was therefore easily accessible from behind. She was offering a very erotic sight to Bobbie even though he had often seen her fuck in that fashion with Mr. Steven, after all it was one of her favourite position since it allowed her to shove her bottom backward at will and thus permit her to have some control over the pleasure giving rod moving in and out of her. Next, Mr. Steven went to stand on the other side of the row of boxes, until he was just in front of Linda. He bent over and they kissed, as he did that he pulled her skirt higher still until it was completely around her wait in a bundle. Of course, Sam who was still standing behind her and busy rubbing both of his hands over her butt, now had a perfect view of her tunnel of love, which was easily accessible to him now. Bobbie observed him carefully as he aimed his erection with his right hand, then he took a step forward. For a few seconds his hand holding his cock moved at the base of her buttock, then he took his hand away and he placed both hands on her hips. Slowly he began pressing his body forward against Linda, judging by the expression on his face, Bobbie could tell that he was now entering her young body with his hardness. For long seconds he remained very still with an expression of gratification on his face while at the same time Bobbie could heard him slowly expel air from his lung. After a while which seemed an eternity to Bobbie, he watched him move back and forth as he began to fuck Linda. First he pumped very slowly into her, and then gradually his strokes would increase to a maximum, which he managed to keep for a few minutes. Then exhausted, he would stop a short time to rest while his hand kept on exploring her body, then he would start all over again. After a while Bobbie noticed that Linda began to move her butt so as to meet his shoves. With both of her feet flat on the floor, her legs seemed so long and very straight and once in a while, just before she would push her bottom to meet his shoves, Bobbie would actually see Sam's cock being pulled half way out of her. It could see it glistering and coated with their combine juice of the intense fuck. All of a sudden Sam broke the tempo, he rammed in and out of her at a fast rate as he began to grunt. At the same time, Linda who now hand her head resting in Mr. Steven's hands, gave out a series of alternate sights and moans. Bobbie was use to hear her do this and he knew that she was in the grip of intense pleasure as Sam was unloading his spunk deep into her young body. By the time Sam pulled out of her, Bobbie figured that she had been experienced more than one climax during the last few minutes. Her passions were now so fired up that she proceeded to shove her bottom toward Sam so as to try and get his slimy cock within her once more. But Sam was completely exhausted now. While he got busy wiping his half hard cock with a handkerchief, Linda remained lying on her belly with her bottom still exposed. Mr. Steven then bent his head and he whispered something in her ears. Bobbie then saw her slowly get up as her skirt felt around her butt thus covering her nakedness. She next went to look for her bra and sweater and she got dress. But she didn't put her panties back on; instead she shoved them into her purse. By now Sam had pulled his pants back on and he just stood there. She next did exactly what she had been told to do. After saying goodbye to Sam and after kissing Mr. Steven, she left by mean of the side door of the warehouse. "Well," said Mr. Steven as soon as he was alone with Sam. "Didn't I tell you that she was great?" "She was terrific, for a while there I was sure that I was going to have a stroke. Did you see her at the end, she even wanted me to give her more, even after I had pulled out of her." "Yes, she is a hot little piece of ass, believe me." Sam then got his wallet out of the back pocket of his pants and he pulled out a twenty-dollar bill that he handled to Mr. Steven. "This is the price that was agreed upon, was it not?" "Yes it was. Whenever you feel like having a poke at her again, just give me a call, but remember it must be on a Saturday evening. In the summer she will be available almost every evening except on Sundays." "You will certainly hear from me again, but first I have to get my strength back." They both had a good laugh at what Sam had just said. Then without another word being exchanged, Sam left the warehouse by the same door that Linda had used minutes before. But Mr. Steven didn't leave. He sat on a box and he waited. Bobbie, who had seen Sam paying Mr. Steven, had also heard the exchange of words between them and he was shocked now. When Bobbie had entered the warehouse earlier, he could understand to some extend why Linda would be having sex with this Sam. Even while she was being fucked by Sam, Bobbie told himself that it was the only way for Mr. Steven to get himself out of the bad situation in which he was. But now he knew better. Mr. Steven was getting paid for the bout of fucking that Sam just had with Linda. Putting it simply, Mr. Steven was making Linda prostituting herself for his sake. All of a sudden the door was pushed open and Linda entered and looked at Mr. Steven with her usual naughty smile. "He is gone, I watched his car leave. Did he give you the extension on your loan?" "Yes he did, and all on account of you. He likes you very much you know and I wouldn't be surprise if he ask me to allow him to see you again." "Well if you need another extension, I don't mind doing it again. It was not that bad and he didn't talk much to me." "Did you wipe yourself yet?" "No. I did exactly like you told me to do; I did not put my panties back on also. My thighs are all sticky and wet now." As she said this, she took her panties out of her handbag and she placed them on one of the boxes next to Mr. Steven. "Let me see your cunt." He suddenly said to her. "Wait. I will wipe it first with my panties." She stretched her hand to reach them but he took them away from her before she had time to touch them. "No, I told you before that I intended to examine your cunt while it is still full of juice." "But what is the difference, your seed or his, it all the same. You often look at it while it is soaking wet from your orgasms." But he did not want to argue, instead he made her sit on one of the boxes and he proceeded to lift her skirt. Next he placed himself on his knees between her parted legs and he examined her cunt carefully bringing his head very close to the junction of her legs. Bobbie couldn't tell exactly what he was doing, but whatever it was, it made Linda giggle and laugh. While his head was pressing between her legs, Bobbie tried to understand why Mr. Steven would want to do what he was doing at this moment. Then he heard the distinct noise of licking and sucking and Bobbie knew that he sucking her cunt. He felt disgusted at him. Even if his mouth was on Linda's cunt, she was still smeared and full of Sam's spunk. Sam had climaxed once and possibly twice within her and she had just admitted that she hadn't clean herself yet. What made Mr. Steven do such a thing, he asked himself? By now Linda had both of her hands on the back of his head while she grinded and gyrated her lower body all over his face. This scene in front of Bobbie's eyes was now so deliciously wicked that his own erection was about to burst out of his pants, and all of sudden he also felt a strong desire to glue his mouth to her cunt even in the condition it was now. When Mr. Steven was done licking her, he got up then he took his pants off, he nest fucked her while she remained seated and facing him. While he was pumping in her, she threw her legs around his waist and with her arms around his neck she then asked him how it was that he didn't mind fucking her while her cunt was still half full with Sam's seed. "On the contrary," he said to her "I love to know that you are still slippery with another man juice. You just said it yourself earlier, spunk is spunk and it doesn't matter where it came from. Beside it is much nicer and much more exiting when your passage is still full like it is now. Promise me you will let me do that again?" Linda glued her lips to Mr. Steven lips and when she pulled her mouth away from him, she whispered her willingness to cooperate with him in doing this again. "Yes, if it pleases you." (end of part 6) http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/mandil/www/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+