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NICHOLE
Nishole
nishole@aol.com
Chapter 4:
It was about one in the afternoon when it came inside. Princess, the
neighbor's male cat with a female name because the kids thought it was
cute, had escaped again and this came he came right in Nichole's wide open
door. After walking around, looking for milk he finally found Nichole. He
jumped up on to the arm of the sofa and started sniffing her face. He
noticed that something smelled different on her cheek where the cum was and
he licked it. Not liking the dry and salty taste, he walked down her body
to her torso. He smelled more salty cum on her tits and wasn't interested
but he also had a whiff of a different scent. He was so light that Nichole
hardly stirred as he walked down to her pussy fur. He felt her fur on his
whiskers and liked that, and the new sent was stronger here. He continued
down a little more and reached Nichole's cunt, the source of his aromatic
pleasure. He bent and took a lick. Liking this much better he took
another and another. When a low moan came from Nichole's mouth, he stopped
and looked at her.It startled him and he was looking to see if this was a
time to fight or flee. It was neither. Princess waited, tensed, and then
went back to his treat. Neither Princess, more Nichole realized that his
tongue was licking her clit with almost every stroke and that with every
lick the pussy was bringing Nichole closer and closer to her very first
orgasm.
"Princess," came a faint call from out side as his teenage owner was
looking for him. "Princess, where are you? You nasty boy."
"Meow" answered Princess before he went back to his treat."Meow"
again, louder this time.
"Princess, are you in here?" The boy called from the open doorway,
"hello inside, anybody home?" He knocked gently on the door frame, and not
hearing any response other than princess' meow he ventured through the open
door. "Princess" he whispered walking down the hallway. When he got to
the opening for the living room he looked in. Then he saw Princess. Then
he saw Nichole. What he saw was his first naked lady whose pussy was being
licked by his cat. His fifteen year old bone suddenly got rock hard as he
looked at her. Her head was propped up by pillows in the corner of the
couch between the back and the far arm. With her butt on the seat of the
couch her right foot was up on the back of the couch and her left was on
the floor. She was moaning louder and louder with each lick. He was very
glad he had his camera with him, he had been taking pictures of Princess
for his little sister, when the cat ran away, and he took it out. He
snapped a couple of full length shots of Nichole then a couple of close ups
of her tits, face and especially her pussy being licked by his pussy.
Eventually the flash or the camera noise woke Nichole up and Princess
jumped off the couch and into his master's hands. Nichole was waking up
slowly, but was awake before he and Princess could leave.
"Stop!" she cried out. "What are you doing in my house?"
"You left the door wide open and my cat came in here, I came looking
for him. I found him, I got him and now I'm leaving."
As he turned to leave, Nichole saw the camera on his hip. "You
bastard!" she exclaimed and got up and ran after him. He couldn't run very
fast carrying Princess and trying to keep the camera from bouncing on his
hip so she was able to catch up with him as he was about to get out of the
house. She tackled him in her doorway, knocking him to the ground. As he
fell Princess jumped out of his arms and ran away and the camera his the
floor, breaking the lens. She straddled him on the floor and grabbed the
camera opened it up to expose all the film. That being done she relaxed.
However, he was pissed. He didn't like getting knocked to the ground,
but he figured he deserved that, but she broke his camera. That camera was
his future. A present from his grandfather, it was the means to his photo-
journalism career. He stood up, throwing her of him, and slammed the door.
"You are going to be sorry you did that, you whore, very sorry you
broke my camera." She was sitting on the floor, backing away from him when
he slapped her full across the face. "Did you like Princess licking you
pussy? Did you? Let's see if you like my cock as much you liked my pussy."
He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom where he through her onto
the bed. As she began to get up he pulled his hand back to slap her again
and she sunk back on to the bed.
"No!, Please don't hit me. Don't do this"
"Shut up, you whore." He took off his pants and shorts and mounted
her. Her pussy was still wet from the licking Princess gave her so he went
in easily. "Shit, you're tight." He exclaimed and began to pump her with
earnest. Nichole just laid back motionless until he was finished. He
didn't take very long to dump his cum inside her. "Clean me off" he told
her. He hadn't meant with her mouth, but after her experiences last night
that is exactly what Nichole thought he meant so she turned around on the
bed and started to lick his shaft clean, swallowing his cum and her juices
that were on his shaft. He was very surprised and quickly was aroused
again.
"Please leave me now" she whispered when he was clean.
"No, finish what you started here," he said indicting the blow job.
Sighing, she returned her mouth to his cock and balls and brought him off.
She was very glad that he was responding and that she wouldn't need to
talk to him to get him off. When he shot he held her face buried against
him so she couldn't even breathe as he deposited his second load down her
throat. Then he got off her put his pants back on and left. This time
Nichole made sure the door was closed.
Chapter 5
That evening Nichole thought about not going, not meeting Dave; but
the thought of her mother and everyone back home seeing those pictures
convinced her to go through with it. She only hoped he grew tired of her
quickly.
She looked through the items he gave her to wear. A pair of black
stockings; black, crotchless panties that had a ring of rhinestones around
the hole; a garter belt; a short, black mini-skirt, but a loose one with
pleats, not the tight hip huggers; a simple, sheer white silk tank top and
a buttonless black jacket. And of course the bra she was told not to wear.
As the appointed time approached, she got in her car and drove to the bar.
She decided to park about a block away so that her car would be handy but
Dave wouldn't know that. As she entered the bar she saw the sign and
wondered what Saturday: "Amateur Night" meant. She had arrived early so
she took a seat where she could see the door. After she was seated a
waitress came by for her drink order. She absentmindedly ordered her
margarita before she even looked at the topless waitress. With a really
short black, pleated skirt, black fishnet stocking and a money belt. While
she was waiting Nichole brushed off four or five guys who tried to hit on
her. When the waitress brought back her drink she said. "Your boyfriend
is waiting for you in the back, on the left." Nervous, Nichole took a big
sip of her drink then picked it up and walked to the back. She tried to
ignore the stares and whistles as the crowd parted its ways for her. She
couldn't help but notice the crowd was almost all men but their reaction
toward her let her know this wasn't a gay bar.
She saw Dave smiling as she approached the table. When she got there
she reached for the empty chair, but he reached under the table with his
legs and pulled it in. "Not yet Nichole." he said. "First I want to know
that you are wearing everything I told you to, and nothing more."
"I am." she answered weekly.
"Yes, but I want to know. Flip up the front of you skirt so I can
see."
"What?!"
"Flip up your skirt, I want to see the panties and the garter."
"I don't believe this."
"Or don't" He said, "See if I care, I'll just mail out those
envelopes." Reminded of why she was here, she held up the front of her
skirt so he could see. This caused all the men behind him to give out a
cheer as they saw her jewel encrusted pussy. After he had seen enough Dave
said, "Thank you, you can sit down now." When she had seated, she took
another big swallow of her drink. "Here, take a look at these." He handed
her a large, fat envelope. With trembling fingers, she slowly opened the
envelope. There were several pictures within. The pictures of her
posing for Dave. The pictures of her sucking his cock. The cum shooting
in her mouth, her cleaning him off with her tongue. There were a couple of
pictures of her in the restaurant. Her tits plainly visible as she talked
and ate dinner in an obvious public place. There were also some tapes, a
video and an audio tape. She was afraid to ask what was on these. But as
she picked them up Dave explained to her that the video was from when they
fucked and the audio is from when she blew the messenger.
Stunned she asked, "What do you want?"
"Very simply," he replied, "your obedience. You do what I say, when I
say it, and we're fine, tick me off, and I mail these. Take a look at
these addresses." He handed her a list of addresses. It included her whole
life, past and present from her high school sweetheart who dumped her after
the prom when she wouldn't sleep with him, wouldn't even let him touch her
tits through her clothing, to her ministers, in her home town and locally,
her parents, and all of her past professional jobs, her references and
more. "If you do as I say, I will promise to not let you be hurt in
anything I have you do. Do you understand?"
"Don't I get one of each of these each time I do what you want or
something?" she asked.
"No." He said rather straightforwardly.
"Then when does this end?"
"It doesn't, or maybe I guess when I get tired of you or something."
Seeing her frown, he added, "No deal? I should just mail these now then and
get it over with, yes?"
"No!" She said, "No, don't do that. We got a deal."
"Good, you're the opening act and you're on in five minutes."
"What? What act? I don't have an act."
"It's amateur night, and your striptease is the opening number."
"My what?" When he saw him frown she thought better of it. "Okay,
what do I do?"
"Give the deejay this tape, tell him its your music for the first
number tonight. It's the normal bump and grind. Take off your clothes,
your jacket, blouse and skirt, you can leave the rest of it on. Do it
slowly. Make it interesting, you've got four and half minutes to kill, if
your nude after 30 seconds, they'll be bored and you'll get booed off the
stage. If you win, you can keep the hundred bucks prize money."
She took the tape and gave it to the deejay. When she filled out the
disclaimer/entry form she signed her name "Marsha Smith"
A few minutes later the Emcee walked up to the microphone and welcomed
everyone to amateur night, "And without further ado, our first act, from
across town is Nichole." Nichole turned bright crimson red. But she walked
on stage to the applause of the crowd. She had thought about her routine
while she was waiting and started with her back to the audience. She gave
the sign to the deejay and the music started "Dah dah dun, Dah dah dun...."
As soon as the music started and was recognized the crowd started hooting
and hollering. She started pointing her right foot out straight ahead of
her and back in time with the music so that her calf muscles were draw
tight, give everyone the best view of her leg, After doing that a couple of
times she switch to her left so the people on the other side would get the
same view. Then very slowly she took the right lapel of her jacket in her
right hand and pulled it out to her right side, then did the same with her
left, so that from the rear you couldn't tell if there was anything
covering her chest, but you knew her jacket wasn't. Somebody yelled out
"Take it off!" She did. First she shrugged her right shoulder so that the
jacket slipped off then the left. then arching her back backward, she
slowly lowered the jacket down so that she was only holding it by the
cuffs. The she let go with her left hand and swung the jacket off and
around so that she was holding it in her right hand only. During the swing
she also turned to face her appreciative audience. stepping to the front
of the stage she threw the jacket into the crowd. Now she spread her legs
wide and leaned forward onto her hands. The men in the front row were able
to look down her tank top and see the cleavage gravity caused on her
braless tits. She fell to the ground and rolled back up to where she was
facing away from the audience again and leaned forward to her hands again.
This was giving a few men a view between her legs and up her top. Then she
stood with he hands across her body as if she were hugging herself and her
fingers curled under the hem of her tank top. She slowly started to lift
it up. once the men saw what she was doing, they began to chant "Take it
off. Take it off" She did not disappoint them.
Once she had her top past her nipples, she removed the entire thing in
one quick motion, throwing it behind her into the crowd. Then she again
leaned forward so the men could see her tits through her legs. The cheers
in the club were so loud she couldn't even hear the music coming from the
speakers. She quickly stood up straight and turned around. Again giving
herself a hug, using her arms to press her tits close together. Only the
clubs bouncer standing by the stage kept some of the men from charging up
there to grab those tits. after parading around the stage for a while she
glanced at the clock and saw she only had about a minute left if the song
was a full four and a half minutes long, so she turned around again and
with her back to the audience she once again leaned forward this time she
used one hand to lift her skirt up so her panties would be plainly visible
to all. Then she unfastened her skirt and lifted it all the way over the
top of her head, tossing it to the back of the stage. Then as the coda
began to end the song she rolled head over heals backwards. twisting so
she ended sitting on the edge of the stage with her legs spread wide and
reaching over the end. This caused quite a stir as the whole of the
audience, especially the first few rows were able to see her bare cunt,
surrounded by a circle of rhinestones.
The emcee walked on stage while the audience gave her a standing
ovation. He offered his hand to Nichole and lifted her to her feet. Then
he gave her back her skirt which he recovered from the back of the stage.
Giving her a kiss he ushered her off the stage. It wasn't until she was
off stage and putting her skirt on that the crowd began to quiet down. The
emcee asked the judges for her scores. For originality she got a ten, a
ten and a ten, perfect score. Again ten, ten, and ten for presentation.
For Lipsynch she got a zero, a zero and a ten. The judge who gave her a
ten said, "She didn't get any words wrong." The next karaoke piece was a
guy, Ted doing Billy Joel's "Just the way you are." About fifteen seconds
into the act someone started a chant of "Take it off! Take it off!" To
which someone responded "Please don't! Please don't!"
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NICHOLE
Nishole
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