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I would greatly appreciate anyone who has a comment or suggestion telling me about it. I plan on writing more if there is enough consent. E-mail me at novice3@hotmail.com"GO!", Jason shouted.
He stood there for a second waiting to see what would happen. The object of his desires was standing before him reaching for the phone. She felt a presence behind her and turned her head to meet Jason’s eyes. It was as if she were reborn. Her whole way of thinking instantly changed as she gazed upon the most perfect hunk of a man she had ever seen. The way he wore his hair, his darling chubby cheeks, his little round pot-belly, and his deep deep eyes had instantly turned her into jello.
She new immediately that she was now looking into the eyes of the man of her dreams. Everything about him spoke volumns to her libido. She could never remember in her short 21 years having ever been so massively turned on. Her nipples instantly strained against her sport bra, as they erected to hardened nubs. She felt week at the knees, and also felt her panties dampening. She couldn’t talk for a few seconds. Her mind was so taken with him and his handsomeness that speech was impossible at that second. Jason also stood there in silence. He was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs as he waited to see if it worked.
"H-H-Hello," was the first thing she was able to force from her lips.
"Hello, I’m Jason, Jason Travers" he replied.
"I’m Katrina Pleasant. I know this is going to sound totally stupid, but I feel like I have known you for a long time. Have we met before?"
"Don’t think so. I am sure I would remember someone as lovely as you in an instant." Jason responded.
"Well, I hope you don’t think I am stupid or a slut to say this, but you are the most wonderful sight I have ever seen. Are you married or anything?" she asked.
Jason told her he was not married and from further conversation discovered she was also unattached. Well, almost unattached. It seems there is, or was, a boyfriend in Tulsa that she had been dating.
"He asked me to marry him yesterday. That’s why I came here to Greenville, to get away from him for a little bit and think things through. But now that I have met you, I know for sure that I cannot marry him. Hell, I don’t even want to see him again. You are my life now!"
That comment caused Jason to feel like leaping in the air and click his heels together while yelling out a yeehaw or something. It had worked!
"STOP!" Jason yelled. He knew he had to have a time out. What should he do now? He felt pretty sure that she meant what she said and that she was his to have now. But how should he go about it? Should he just tell her what to do, or should he take a less direct method and ask her to dinner, or should he just take her someplace for a quick fuck. Although the quick fuck idea was an instant winner, he decided that he had all the time he needed for that. He wanted to get to know her better and take his time. Also, he had to be careful since he really did not know how effective his "brain-washing" was. The decision made, Jason restarted time. "GO!"
"Katrina, will you eat lunch with me at about 2:00?" "Oh certainly, I would love that. What do you want to do until then?" Holy bat-shit, thought Jason. She is really mine. She just automatically assumed we are going to be together all day. Life is SOOOO fucking good!
"What would you like to do until lunch, Katrina?"
"Well, I really wanted to go to that little boutique on the next block. I was headed there when I stopped to rest my feet on the bench a little bit ago. I wanted to buy some lingerie, and since you matter now, you can pick them out for me, ok?
"Um, well sure. Ok, I can do that. Shall we go then?"
She reached out and took his hand in hers and they strolled down the block headed for the store. As it had been all day, Jason mind was spinning and reeling from all the possibilities of his new life. Not to mention the absolute BABE he was holding hands with. She had started asking questions immediately upon their first step, trying to find out as much about her new lover as she could. His answers were fairly short and to the point. He was thinking so fast it was hard to even hear what she was asking. After the first 40 questions, Jason decided he needed a rest and ask her to tell all about herself. She told him about her growing up 10 miles south of town and attending school in the next town over which was smaller but only 3 miles from her house. She told him her life’s story as they walked. They had been walking around the block several times, passing the store, just enjoying getting to know one another.
When she had pretty much told him all there was to know, he asked "What do you like to do?" He thought it was an innocent question, and he really did want to know about the things she liked. He was thinking hobbies, athletics, and such. He was caught off-guard by her answers.
"Well, I am not very experienced. I like to masturbate ok, but it is never really as satisfying as everyone else seems to think. I don’t think I have ever had a real orgasm, so that may be why I feel that way. I do like to kiss. A lot. And I simply love petting and necking. Especially when my neck gets lightly kissed or my ears get nibbled on. Oh, and I think I might be a little masochistic, cause when my nipples get pinched, well I go crazy.
It hurts but at the same time it sends me. I get chills running down my spine and around to my "privates." I kinda like giving head, but I have only done it 3 times. I liked it the second time real well. It made me hot to know how much pleasure I could give. But the first and third time he sort of forced me to do it and I did not like that much. He didn’t physically make me suck him, but when I started to do it for him, he grabbed my head and pushed hard. His penis wasn’t real big so I could take it all in, but it was just the idea that instead of my enjoying the giving, he was just taking. He held my head down so long once that I thought I would pass out before he let me up to breathe. I didn’t really mind that and I only sorta gagged a few times. In a way, I think it kind of turned me on. I think if it had happened with someone I loved I would have liked it."
Katrina continued to tell Jason that she sometimes felt submissive and thought about giving up control and being a sexual slave to someone. She admitted that she had never "gone all the way" yet and had always cherished the thought of giving her virginity to her husband on their wedding night. That is why she left her boyfriend for a few days to get away. She actually was thinking her boyfriend was only wanting to get married so he could have her cherry. In many ways he did not act like a man in love, merely a man in heat.
The way Katrina opened up to Jason convinced him completely that she was his. She talked openly and freely, sharing her heart, mind, and soul with him. Jason was not sure if he was falling in love with her so soon, but he knew that she was quickly becoming a major player in his life. He led her into the store on their 6th pass around the block and they headed to the lingerie section. While she began snooping around the shelves, Jason mulled over his situation. She had told him she was a virgin and wanted to stay that way until marriage. He wanted to fuck her so bad his balls ached. But he was also so taken by her and starting to really like her. What should he do? He could easily have his way with her. Hell, he could do whatever he wanted, to hell with the consequences.
"Jason, honey, look at this. What do you think, is this sexy enough for you?"
Blam! He was snapped out of his daze by her abruptness. He looked over at her and looked at the baby-doll nightie she was holding up. "Um, yeah, it does look sexy. But I’m not sure I like the color. Do they have it in red or black?"
Katrina found the sales clerk and began asking for the colors. She leaned over to the sales girls ear and whispered something. "Sure, right this way you two." the sales girl replied.
She led the couple toward the back of the store and, passing through a curtain, showed Jason to a nice padded chair. She told them she would be back with a few more things she had in mind and left the room. Katrina slipped into the changing booth and came back out a moment later wearing the baby-doll in red. Jason had seen lingerie modeled before.
He used to frequent a sports bar that had weekly lunches with lingerie shows. You could admire the girls up close and they would usually even rub against you a little. If you put a 5 dollar bill or larger in your hand, most of the girls would lean over and let you put the bill in her bra or in her thigh-high garter. It was fun and the girls were attractive for the most part. But seeing Katrina in a red baby-doll was a sight Jason was unprepared for.
Perfection.
Yup, that was the only word he could come up with. Her flawless body was certainly unequalled by humankind. Flawless, lightly tanned all over, smooth, and oh so shapely. She stood 3 feet in front of him waiting for his response. He couldn’t respond. He could only stare.
His cock inflated more rapidly than a speeding bullet. The goddess before him was his. She lived to please him. It was that fact, along with her amazing face and killer body, that had Jason at full attention. His cock was throbbing as if he was in the middle of a good blowjob. Pleasure was coursing through his dick, up to his brain, and back again. It was as if his pants were jacking him off. Katrina noticed the large bulge spring up ballooning his jeans in what she thought would be a painful manner.
"Oh, I see you do like it then!" she giggled.
Just then, the sales girl breezed through the curtain and stopped in her tracks. "Oh my lord, you look absolutely stunning in that nightie. Here, look at some of these other items I brought and feel free to try on anything you like."
And try them on she did. Jason was motionless throughout the 1 hour ordeal. He just sat and watched, and throbbed. He felt like an ugly 8th grader at a brothel, with a pocket full of money. His cock was on fire and his balls were aching and pulling up into his sack as if he were going to cum at any moment. He was able to stave off the feeling of just letting go and soaking his shorts and jeans. He was able to hold on. He would not be so juvenile as to cum in his pants by just watching a girl model sexy underwear.
However…..
When Katrina stepped out of the changing booth this time, wearing a white lacy bra with holes cut out around her nipples so that the cool air in the building caused her naked nipples to stick out like pencil erasers….and the white lacy panties with the slit from the top of the elastic waist band down to her pussy and beyond, the white crotchless panties that allowed her dark neatly manicured pubic hair and the golden lips of her pussy to be fully exposed, plump and swollen, with the light glimmering of moisture……
Jason lost it.
He had cum a few times earlier that day, and it felt soooo good. He had rammed his cock down a girls throat and shot loads of his man-juice deep into her gullet. He had fucked his first fuck this morning, and found it to be a wonderful feeling.
But never…ever…had Jason felt like this. His splooge shot from his cock and began soaking his shorts and jeans. Shot after shot pumped out of his raging hard on.
Over and over again the powerful jets spurted. Jason never gave a thought to who saw or heard him at this moment. He was lost in the incredible feeling coursing through him. He never thought it possible that a man could cum so much and for so long.
And finally, his orgasm was slowly coming to an end. He knew that Katrina had witnessed it. There was no way it could have been mistaken for anything else. Jason’s head was leaned back and his eyes were closed as he finished his earth shattering cum.
"Oh sweetheart" Katrina cooed, "look what I have done to you. I am so sorry baby. Here, let me help you out a little bit. It is the least I could do for you since it is my fault." And with that, Katrina fell to her knees and quickly unzipped his jeans.
She unbuttoned his pants, grabbed the top of his shorts and lifted and pulled them down as far as possible. Immediately, she lowered her face to his weekly pulsing member and began licking. She licked every drop of cum that had not already soaked up into his clothes.
She licked his shaft all the way down and then licked his balls. She licked his thighs and spent a good deal of time licking deep into the groove between his balls and thighs on each side. When she was satisfied that she had cleaned him up properly, she took his cock into her mouth and pushed.
Her lips descended on his shaft until they were pressed firmly against his pubic hair, and she sucked. She sucked hard, wanting to make sure she got every drop left in his tubes. When she needed a breath, she raised up and inhailed, only to slide back down until she again had him completely covered with her mouth and throat. Jason’s cock was alive with sensation. More sensation than he had ever felt. So much so that it was becoming a little uncomfortable.
Somehow, Katrina sensed that he couldn’t take anymore for the moment, so she removed her mouth and kissed the head of his cock lovingly. She leaned back and asked "are you ok now sweetie?"
Jason almost chuckled. OK was the understatement of the century. "Yeah, I think I will survive"
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