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Kathy
by Rich H (address withheld)
***
A college guy puts the moves on his girlfriend's
visiting younger sister while everyone is out. (M/f-
teen, 1st, cheat, oral, bd)
***
When I was a sophomore in college, I was in love with a
girl from a neighboring dorm. She was near flat-
chested, had a kind of funny body, actually, but I
liked her attitude and the way she looked in her denim
skirts. We sat together in class and she'd come over to
my place and get high, snort coke, whatever, but as for
a romantic interest... hardly. She was seeing this
beautiful Puerto Rican guy with a tongue that could
conduct an orchestra.
***
One weekend she was gone somewhere. She'd told me and
my roommates that her sister (a sophomore in high
school) was going to be visiting for the weekend and
would we please see she wasn't bored...
Sure. Fine. Whatever.
I had the closing shift in the computer room in the
library. Just before the library closed for the night,
in walked my two roommates with this girl between them.
They were all pretty drunk.
"Rich," said Keith, "Come on. Take care of Kathy, will
ya? Nick and I have to--"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever, whatever." I got up. "You
okay to drive, Keith?"
He clearly wasn't, so he drove us all back to our
apartment on State Street, left me and Kathy there, and
headed over to West campus to a party.
Kathy and I settled on the couch in the living room.
She reeked of beer. I took a closer look at her. She
was the athletic type. She had clear, very fair-
skinned, short red hair. She was wearing a green
sleeveless blouse and you could see the freckles that
covered her shoulders and upper arms. Jeans.
"How much did you drink, Kath?"
"Not much." She pulled off a stubborn sandal and ended
up firing it across the living room into Nick's room,
where we both heard something break.
Twenty minutes later, after she'd stopped laughing and
had wiped her eyes, I said, "Define not much. And give
me your other foot."
She complied and I carefully un-strapped the sandal and
tossed it into Nick's room, where we heard some more
things fall to the ground.
"Just beer. It was just beer."
"Ever had any before."
"Well..."
She was tired. I could tell because she said, "I'm
sleepy. But I don't wanna sleep."
"And you ree--well, follow me." I brought her into the
bathroom and she washed her face and brushed her teeth.
She washed down a handful of No-Doz with some Pepsi and
wolfed down a box of chocolate donuts too.
Back on the couch. Soon, her head was in my lap, my
fingers in her hair.
"Crackly. Dippy-do?"
"Uh-huh. Oooh, that's nice. Don't stop." I was playing
with a nipple through her blouse. Her breasts weren't
huge but high and she wore no bra.
"Sit up." She did.
"Lift up your arms." As before. She tossed the shirt
into Nick's room.
"Won't Nick and Keith be back soon?" she asked.
"I expect so, yeah. Shy?"
"Well..."
"Head into my room." I pointed to it. "I'll grab your
sandals and shirt and meetcha there."
"Okay."
I had only a single bed. I went into my room, shut the
door, dropped her things on my desk, and pulled the
mattress and comforter onto the floor.
"Wow. Should I call [the sorority she was staying at--
her sister's] and tell them where I am?"
"They know you're with me and Keith and Nick. They
trust us."
Maybe two minutes later, the sorority called.
"Yeah, yeah, she's asleep. On the couch. Pretty drunk.
Doubt I could wake her if I wanted to. Yeah, in the
morning, yeah. I'll drop her off. Bye, Alison."
"Well, you're free.
"Wow." She was standing. I laid down on the bed. She
kept moving her hands from her pockets to her hips to
her waist to just hanging by her sides... It was very
Annie Hall tennis racket scene.
"Rich, what would you do if you got a girl pregnant?"
"You Catholic girls... I swear to God!"
"What's that supposed to mean? What's wrong with..."
"Nothing, nothing. I'm quite fond of Catholic girls,
actually. Just takes you so long before you learn how
to relax and enjoy yourselves."
"Yeah, well..."
"You don't look comfortable, like that, with no shirt."
"You noticed? Well, you aren't helping."
"No, I'm not. Take off your pants. Leave your panties
on."
"Rich, I..."
"I know. Relax."
"You know what?"
"That you're a virgin. C'mon... pants."
"Pretty obvious, huh? All right, my pants. It's not
gonna help me feel more comfortable." She took them off
and leaned against my far wall, under a Bosch
reproduction."
"Wow. Nice legs. I hear you're Miss Jock."
"Varsity basketball since ninth grade. Field hockey...
track..."
I lit a joint a took a drag. "Ever smoke any?"
"Sure." She took the joint and inhaled. "With my
sister."
"Turn around." She did. "Yum."
"I feel very strange, Rich. I have to tell you that."
She put the roach into an ashtray on the edge of my
desk. "Good pot."
"Thank Keith for that. C'mere, sit down, relax."
"Relax, ha. The pot has helped some..."
I sat up, my back against my box spring, kissed her
neck and she leaned back against me. I reached around
and cupped her breasts and played with her nipples. I
placed her left hand onto the crotch of my jeans.
"Oooh."
"Now you *can't* tell me you've never touched a cock
before."
"I gave my first real blowjob last week."
"Real, eh? You mean he came in your mouth?"
"Yeah, that. Wow."
"Wow, eh? No argument." I unzipped my fly and directed
her hand inside. Her fingers were small and slender."
"Ooh, suck." She did so, with no hesitation. Her eager
compliance to my near-barked-out orders made me wonder
if she had any other... proclivities, maybe just under
the surface.
"Kath," I said.
She looked up -- expectant and more than a little
scared.
"Have you ever thought about..."
"What? What??"
"Being tied up?"
She gasped. "Rich, you're scaring me."
"I know." I pulled her up and leaned her back against
me, my fingers inside her panties, lightly parting and
stroking her. "I can see the guilt thing going on."
"Guilt thing?"
"The better something feels, the more 'wrong' it must
be, I've seen it lots."
"What was that you were saying? About being tied up?"
"Yeah," I said, standing and heading to the closet. I
found four lengths of rope, four ratty bandannas and I
said, "Here's the thing: I'm gonna tie you up, spread-
eagled, put some tape over your mouth."
She gasped.
"And do..."
"What?"
"Whatever."
"But what if..."
"If anything hurts *unbearably* and you really want me
to stop," I said, while tying her left wrist to a leg
of the desk, "just blink your eyes four times in a row,
fast. Ok?" I wrapped the rope around the doubled-over
bandannas so she wouldn't scrape herself raw.
"I *know* this isn't how most girls lose their
virginity," she laughed. It was genuine. Not nervous or
forced. "I guess I'm special."
"Yeah. Special," I said, tying the other wrist to a leg
of the bed. Then I slipped off her panties and spread
her legs wide. She was very flexible. I tied one ankle
to another leg of the desk, and the other to the thing
that controls the louvers on the window. "This'll help
you get over the 'guilt thing'. You were bound and
gagged. What could you do?"
Her eyes widened once the thought hit home.
"Comfy?"
"Oh yeah."
"Now remember," I said, tearing off a short length of
duct tape, "what do you do if you really want to stop?"
"Don't stop."
"Ha! Well, you know what to do. Now breathe through
your nose a few times."
She did. I listened.
"Fine," I said, then taped her mouth closed. I stood up
and looked her over. "Wow, you look great!"
I took off my shirt and kneeled between her legs. I
kissed up along the inside of her right thigh, over her
slit, then down the other thigh. I wet a forefinger and
gently probed inside. I kissed just over her clit and
moved my thumb over it. She arched slightly and took in
my whole finger. "You masturbate..."
She nodded vigorously.
"Everyday?"
Again the nodding.
"That's great," I said. "I expect that may increase in
the near future. Keep at it. You do it in school?"
Nod.
I slid my tongue in to join my finger. Her pubic hair
was auburn and I liked how it glistened. I licked and
sucked on her clit with more intensity and she arched
and squirmed. I licked from her anus to her clit and
she looked up and nodded some more. Soon, she leaned
her head back and arched, pumping up onto my tongue. I
could hear noises coming from her throat as I cupped
both cheeks of her ass, pulled her up hard, and she
came.
"Yum," I said, standing, unbuttoning my jeans. Soon, I
was naked. I rolled on a condom, some lube, then dried
my hands on a towel. I kneeled between her thighs and
lowered my head to a breast, sucking, coaxing. I could
feel the head poking at her lips below. I whispered,
"Showtime, love."
I entered very slowly, and she winced. "Relax. S t r e
t c h." Some more. A tear appeared at the corner of one
of her eyes. I kissed it away. I could hear her try to
say something through the tape. Sounded like, "Mmmm,
mumm it."
"Just do it?"
She nodded.
"Remember, Kath, pain is not cumulative. You only feel
what hurts the most." I lifted up a corner of the duct
tape over her mouth and peeled it up until an edge of
about an inch was free. Then, just as I sank into her
fully I pulled off the tape in one motion.
"Unhhhh."
"Can I move now?" I asked.
She nodded and I started pumping, slowly at first. Her
mouth was sticky from the tape and I kissed her just
below her ear and down her jaw.
"Hurt?"
"Just a little. Don't stop."
"Ok." She was still very tight. I pulled out and
straddled her chest. I squeezed some more lube between
her breasts, wiped my hands dry, and squeezed her
breasts together as far as they would go.
She looked down as I started moving.
"Oooh, Rich?"
"Yes?"
"Don't stop. Could you just... untie... one of my
hands? ... hee."
"Sure." The knots weren't that tight and I reached over
and freed the one that was attached to the desk -- her
right wrist. It disappeared behind me and I slid a
sleep pillow and a throw pillow behind her head. "Open
your mouth. Suck and lick... the head... each stroke."
"Oooh," she said, and I could feel her hips arching
behind me, "what's *this* called?"
"Fucking your tits?"
"Ah, there's no name...?"
"French fuck, tit fuck, who knows? Open your mouth."
She did. I untied her other hand and it disappeared
behind me also and soon she was coming again.
"It hurts inside, but my clit's really jumping."
I groaned and came in her mouth. She looked up and some
ran out the corner of her mouth. She pushed it back in
with a wet finger and visibly gulped. I untied her
ankles and leaned back. She put her head under my arm
and curled her thigh up over mine.
After a few minutes I kissed the top of her head and
said, "How do you feel, Kath? You've just been raped,
you know?"
That word. She looked up at me. "Huh?"
"You're a minor. What? 15? Maybe 16? Still a minor. And
I'm over 18. Statutory rape, I think."
"I've heard of that." She lay her head back down. "I
won't press charges," she said, and was soon asleep.
That's when my roomies Nick and Keith popped open my
bedroom door...
END
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