Message-ID: <48107asstr$1086340204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: head2fat@soon.com (head2fat) X-Original-Message-ID: <3b47eee7.0406031612.3829126d@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Fri, 4 Jun 2004 00:12:54 +0000 (UTC) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 3 Jun 2004 17:12:53 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Nisa's Mall Adventure {head2fat} (fmM,tease,stroke,femdom,humil) Lines: 346 Date: Fri, 4 Jun 2004 05:10:04 -0400 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/Year2004/48107> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, dennyw Standard Reader Advisory: ------------------------- This story depicts explicit sex. If you are under the legal age of consent in your country, are offended by this type of material, or if you reside where it is illegal to possess such material, read no further. * * * * * * --------------------------------------------------------------------- | This is a new story fragment in a series about the "Academy" - a | | secret intelligence arm of the New World Femocracy. | | | | This story is also a prequel to an earlier work by me named | | "Nisa Passes Her Initiation". You are strongly advised to read | | the preceding installment "Nisa Learns the Art of Teasing [Part 1]" | | to fully appreciate this advance chapter from Part 2. | | | | Enjoy. (And remember, comments are appreciated) | | | | -head2fat- | --------------------------------------------------------------------- ====================================================================== NOTE: This story may be redistributed freely and without charge as long as all disclaimers and copyrights are retained and no text is altered, removed, or added. ====================================================================== Nisa Learns The Art of Teasing (Advance Chapter from Part 2 of 3) (c) 2004 Kari Alarus --------------------------------- Chapter 6 - Nisa's Mall Adventure --------------------------------- Nisa had quickly learned that salacious attire alone does not usually cause grown men to blow their wads. To accomplish that, she needed to titillate their dirty minds. Depending upon her mood, Nisa could present herself as any of a dozen sexy types. The tempting daughter-next-door (in skin-tight micro- shorts and cropped baby tees). A pigtailed cutie (in a mercilessly short sundress and frilly panties). A pierced and tattooed biker slut (in a teeny halter top with a denim micro-mini, cowboy boots, and rudely ripped mesh tights). Nisa could be equally alluring dressed as a sexy preppie (peaches-and-cream complexion in short pleated skirt, white trainers, and a tight monogrammed sweater) or a Goth vamp (heavily made-up in a black translucent lace dress with extremely sheer undies and military boots). Whenever Nisa would visit her uncles she'd arrive with suitcases full of micro shorts, teddies, cropped tops, teeny bikinis, mesh cat suits, miniskirts no wider than belts, and a few skin-tight tops and jeans. Though none of her shorts completely covered her ass, her special denim cut-offs - the ones ultra-brief denim cut-offs - the ones with so little material that her ass hung completely out were particularly naughty. The scandalous shorts were slit all the way to the waistband on both sides. The button-fly front tapered so radically that it couldn't fully cover her smooth-shaved pubes. Nisa's juicy mound would plump out on both sides of the thin strip of denim cradling her crotch. She would typically pair that with an obscenely cropped tee shirt, so worn and full of holes that it was virtually see-through, cropped so short that it barely covered her nipples. It was especially diabolical of her to forgo underwear with this lewd combo. One day Nisa might opt for a fresh-faced look in a mercilessly short sundress, cotton panties, and platform sandals. The next day, she might be a teen vamp in a black crocheted bikini, heels, and shades. On other days, in a short leather miniskirt, see-through nylon blouse, fishnets, chunky heels, and heavily made eyes, Nisa could be a viciously cock-stirring tramp. Barefoot and braless, in shredded daisy-dukes, a torn man's undershirt with "Hillbilly Slut" hand- scrawled on the front, she could be trailer trash nasty enough to invite a brutal gang-bang on the spot. And then, of course, the perennial favorite was her naughty cheerleader look complete with ankle socks, tight sweater and a ridiculously short pleated skirt that barely covered her ass. For some reason, older guys (any guy over 30) never failed to drool over her killer body in that outfit. Nisa would constantly parade about nearly naked, all the while teasing them with the lewdest tortures she could imagine. "Daddy never lets me wear outfits this naughty around our house, but I hope it's okay with you, Uncle". "Darn, my boobies keep falling out of this flimsy cutoff top." "Uncle, Is it cold in here, or do I need to put on some panties under this tiny miniskirt?" "Oh, is this little see-through teddy distracting you? Ah, you poor dear, it is!" "Would you squirt a little whipped cream over my hot pie to cool me off?" Nisa was constantly reaching up, stretching, posing, or bending over in her naughty little outfits. When sitting, it was far from lady-like with her legs either spread wide open or nastily crossed to reveal either panties or her naked crotch. Needless to say, her uncles were perpetual hard in her presence. On clothes-shopping trips to the mall with her uncles, Nisa was especially scandalous. [Her uncles always thoroughly enjoyed these excursions.] Short of strutting about buck-naked, no behavior was out-of-bounds for the teenage girl on these trips. The stunning teen had no problem whatsoever with traipsing through a packed mall in a see-through baby doll or scandalously short micro- miniskirt to test its "effects" on the males present. Needless to say, Nisa always left a lasting impression. Especially memorable was the time Nisa wore a black nylon mesh baby top so loosely woven that her braless nipples poked out. She'd paired that with a shiny vinyl micro-mini and thigh-high black leather boots. Her firm, heart-shaped ass looked especially luscious as it threatened to burst out of her shear nylon panties. Nisa was shoe-shopping that day and had promised her Uncle Steve a special treat. A hundred pair of eyes followed her awesome ass as Nisa mounted the escalator to the second floor. She'd made sure that her Uncle Steve was just far enough behind to see everything. The skirt was so short that her panties were clearly visible. It was only when Nisa bent over near the top of the escalator that it became apparent just how shear her panties were. Uncle Steve's jaw dropped at the cock-stirring sight of Nisa's barely-cloaked pussy straining the seams of her translucent panties. From the gasps and murmurs on the suddenly packed escalator behind her, Nisa already knew that she'd be attracting quite an audience to her impending show in the shoe store As she'd expected, Joey, a nerdy 16-year old, was on duty that day. Nisa had her Uncle Steve take a seat that would afford him a great view of the events about to unfold. "C-c-can I h-h-help you," Joey stuttered, as the sexy girl slowly circled the newest displays. Already, Nisa could detect beads of sweat on his brow as the poor guy vainly tried not to stare at the tits bouncing so tantalizingly under her flimsy mesh top. "Yes, you can, sugar," Nisa drawled as she plopped her ass into a nearby chair, causing her tits to wobble nastily. "I'd like to try on some of those," she said, pointing at a rack of fabulous high-heeled sandals. "Show me what you have in a size five!" Poor Joey! He couldn't take his eyes off of those mouth-watering tits. He'd seen plenty of breasts in the small Playboy collection he kept under the bed in his room, but never any so perfectly shaped or so close at hand. In no time at all, Joey reappeared with several boxes in his hands. Nisa clearly noted just how much Joey was unnerved by all the faces peering into the shop outside the floor-to-ceiling window. "Would you mind pulling these boots off, dear?" Nisa purred, as she lewdly spread her legs to expose her flimsy panties. Already, a large bulge had formed in Joey's trousers. Sweat was running freely down his forehead. Giggling, and a few moans as well, could clearly be heard from the peanut gallery outside. "Are you okay, sweetie?" Nisa asked with mock concern. "N-n-no. I m-mean, y-yes, m-m-miss!" Joey stammered. Laughter ensued outside as Joey shifted his position to try to hide the huge tent stretching his pants. By now, Joey was no longer staring at her tits. "Well, what are you waiting for? Pull them off!" Nisa prodded. She was genuinely surprised at just how wet this little tease was making her. She hadn't expected Joey's cock to be so big. Now instead of brutally teasing the nerd and leaving him with a vicious case of blue balls, Nisa was starting to entertain the very real possibility of guiding Joey's monster into her dripping snatch and fucking him senseless. Joey's hands shook visibly as he struggled to pull off each boot. After having removed the second boot, Joey's cock couldn't help but show its admiration for Nisa's long bare legs. A dark wet stain had appeared at the end of the obscene bulge now curving towards his left trouser leg. This only prompted more giggling from outside. As Joey tried to turn away to hide his embarrassment, Nisa loudly cleared her throat. "Excuse me! There's still something I need help with!" Joey was stunned. He'd removed both boots, and look what it had cost him! What else could she want? "Do you see these panties? Look at them! They're soaking wet!!" Not daring to look at first, the nerdy teen couldn't resist for more than a few seconds. "Ohmigod!" he shrieked, as the wet spot grew larger. Nisa's smooth shaved pussy was exposed in its full glory by her cunt-soaked panties. Uncle Steve leaned forward, quickly adjusting his own monster boner, to get a closer look. So did everybody else in the peanut gallery. No one was laughing anymore. "I want you to remove them for me, now!" Nisa demanded. "With your teeth!" Poor Joey! That was all it took to push him over the edge. He started to shake and sweat something awful. Then he broke into an audible howl as the cum began to rifle from his pulsing cock. Within seconds the teen had blasted so much cock cream it that it had started pooling onto the store's wood floor. "Son-of-a-bitch! You fucking wanker!" Nisa cursed. Now, when her hungry cunt needed relief the most, this skinny shoe-selling motherfucker was completely useless to her. "Any volunteers?" Nisa screamed towards the peanut gallery, her need obvious. The next moment, there was a stampede to get into the shoe store. The glass wall shattered. Thinking quickly, Uncle Steve bolted out of his seat and grabbed his highly aroused niece by the hand. He barely succeeded in dragging Nisa into the back of the store and out the back door before the mob could reach her. Almost instantly mall security arrived. Steve flagged them down as he and Nisa emerged from a side door just footsteps ahead of the determined pack of male pursuers. Fortunately, the presence of four armed security guards was enough to stop the seething throng in its tracks. "Can you tell me what happened Miss?" Russ, the head guard, asked, knowing full well the havoc that such a scantily clad and gorgeous teen could reek in a crowded mall. Noticing the bulge growing in the head guard's own trousers, Nisa quickly formulated a new plan. "I'm still pretty unsettled. Could we please find somewhere private where I could sit and calm down? I promise to tell you everything!" she pleaded. "Sure, Miss. I know just the place" Russ replied, reluctantly lifting his gaze from the girl's fully erect nipples and barely-covered mound. Raised to be nobody's fool, Russ had a fairly good idea of what was coming next. "Oh, could you also have someone fetch my boots? They're back in the shoe store" Nisa added. "No problem, Miss," Russ replied. "You three!" he ordered. "Go take the employee's statement and close off the area so that no one gets hurt. I'll be in my office - code 17 [the do-not-disturb code]! And don't forget those boots!" Disappointment showed clearly in the faces of the three remaining guards, as they'd all gotten a cock-stiffening eyeful of the girl as well. But orders were orders. Not that Russ never took care of them; so off they went. Back at the office, Nisa asked her uncle Steve to kindly wait outside. "I'll be right out - I promise," she winked. "Just make sure that I get my boots back," as she blew Uncle Steve a knowing kiss. "Are you ready to make a statement miss," Russ asked, after she'd gotten settled down. "You can call me Nisa," the girl replied, "and I'd be happy to share every intimate detail with you once you give me your full attention" Nisa teased, spreading her legs wide open. Russ had his cock out of his trousers in record time. It was already quite erect. "Is this enough attention, Nisa?" he asked, smiling. Lewdly running her gaze over the magnificence of Russ' 9" cock, Nisa demurred, "I guess that will do." Russ lunged at the luscious teen, ready to rip her panties off in one motion, and jam his turgid cock straight up her snatch. "Hold on just a minute, Tiger! You need to nibble my appetizer, before you can have the main course. Got it?" Nisa countered. "That's not a problem, Nisa," Russ agreed. Just outside the door Uncle Steve was in agony. During Nisa's lewd little show upstairs he'd been sorely tempted to viciously beat his meat, but wouldn't dare do so in front of such a large crowd. Now the little juicy slut was getting her tight slot plowed by a total stranger, while all he could do was wait. Nisa's frequent cries of "Fuck me harder! Oh fuck yes!!! That's the spot! Harder, you gorgeous motherfucker!" did little to lessen Steve's discomfort. Neither did Russ's cries of "Good God! You're so fucking tight! Goddamn what an awesome fuck you are! Hold on tight bitch 'cause I'm gonna rip you in two." Uncle Steve could take it no longer. Seeing that nobody was around, he whipped out his cock out and began stroking himself with a frenzy bordering on blood lust. A mere 3 minutes later, Steve was hosing the security door with thick blasts of cum. "Damn that little slut!" he cried. "All those times she's worked me up to the point of bursting with not a damn thing I could do!" Finally having gotten his nut off, Steve zipped himself up then collapsed into a metal and cloth chair a few feet outside the office, still panting and short of breath. He quickly fell asleep. It took another twenty minutes, nine orgasms (from Nisa) and three violent climaxes from Russ, for Nisa to finally emerge from the security office. The girl virtually radiated vitality from every pore! Nisa clearly had that 'well and truly fucked' look. As for Russ, he was slumped in his chair, totally exhausted, his limp dick still coated with a thick mixture of girl goo and his own cum. Nisa had left her thoroughly soaked panties wrapped around Russ' head. She couldn't help but notice the sticky pool at the base of Russ's door. "Oh, so you couldn't wait for me, could you, Uncle Steve?" she taunted as she shook her uncle awake. "Look at what a disgusting mess you've made! Well, I sure hope you're planning to make this up to me, and soon! We wouldn't want Daddy to find out about this, would we, uncle?" Nisa threatened, half-seriously. "No, sweetheart. That wouldn't do at all," Uncle Steve meekly replied. "And what about my boots?" she reminded him. "Oh shit! I forgot!" Fortunately, the other three guards showed up just at that moment. Nisa squealed a quick "Thank you" as she grabbed the boots and ushered Uncle Steve back to the car. But the girl wasn't finished quite yet. Back in the car, the feeling of the warm air against her exposed pussy in such a tiny skirt was making her horny again. Nisa knew full well that whenever she spread her legs open that her Uncle Steve was getting a full-on view of her young smooth-shaved slit. Just the thought of how hard Uncle Steve was getting right now was making her wet again, and she just been gloriously fucked! Up to now Nisa had been a cock-tease extraordinaire with her uncle. She couldn't count the number of times that her naughty behavior had sent Uncle Steve up to the bathroom or his bedroom for immediate relief. It always made her horny to know what an effect a sexy teenage girl could have on a grown man. But she'd always been able to quench her lust with either her own fingers or Mr. Trusty - her 10" black dildo. Being a very vocal girl, Nisa also knew that Uncle Steve couldn't help but hear her cries of orgasmic release from down the hall. "The poor guy! I must have been driving him crazy," Nisa considered. "So why hasn't he fucked me by now?" she wondered. "Well, we're going to change that, starting right now," the horny little slut determined to herself. - End (of fragment) - ===================================================================== -head2fat- xxxhead2fat@yyysoon.com (remove the triple letters for the correct email address) -- 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> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+