AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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AUTHOR's NOTE - © 2002 by Switch Blayde. All Rights Reserved. Copying, Duplicating, Downloading, Reposting, or use in any way, other than for the reader's personal enjoyment, is STRICTLY prohibited without the written consent of the author. EDITOR's NOTE - Part one of this story can be found at: Chapter 1. |
Chapter 2
David held the car door open as Jenny climbed in. Her short skirt rode up her thighs so much that her blonde pubic hair showed. She quickly pulled her skirt down, wondering how she would be able to go out in public dressed the way she was -- a tight top ending just below her breasts, a very short pleated skirt, and now no panties.
After the car pulled out of the garage, Jenny remembered how David had grabbed her hair when she sucked him off. It was almost definite that he had messed up her fashionable hairstyle. Lowering the visor, she looked at herself in the mirror. She gasped. The hair that had been so neatly piled high on her head was now hanging to one side. But that wasn't all. She saw the white sperm on her lower lip. Jenny wiped the slimy stuff off, but then realized her fingers were now sticky. She almost wiped it on her clothes, but she didn't want to soil them. Jenny searched for her pocketbook, but David had dragged her out of the apartment in such haste that she didn't have it with her. Glancing at David to make sure he wasn't looking at her, Jenny licked her fiancé's sperm off her fingers. Then she pulled her hair out of its tie since the hairdo was ruined and shook her head. She fluffed it out by combing her long locks with her fingers.
David was constantly peeking at Jenny, enjoying her sexy attire and bare legs. He smiled when he saw her lick his cum from her hand and he felt his cock twitch.
"Jenny, I've always had a fantasy," David mentioned to his fiancé, "to get a blow-job while I'm driving." The bewildered girl stared at him, but didn't move. "Jenny, do it for me now."
Jenny knew it would be useless to argue so she leaned over and undid David's pants, pulling his cock out. She lowered her face into his lap and stuffed his cock in her mouth. While her tongue and lips worked his cock, Jenny's head filled with fears. Would they get into an accident? Would a higher profile vehicle pass and look inside their car, seeing what she was doing? Would he cum in her mouth again? Her position made her short skirt ride up and she knew her naked ass was exposed. What if a passing trucker saw that?
Jenny's eyes were closed as she slurped on David's cock, sucking and licking. She sensed something had changed and opened her eyes. She noticed the driver's door was open and she saw someone's legs. With her mouth still on David's dick, Jenny raised her eyes until she saw the smiling face of the valet attendant. She quickly jumped back into the passenger seat and straightened her skirt. She felt the saliva dangling from her lip and chin and swiped the back of her hand across it. This brought an even bigger smile to the stranger's face. David nonchalantly put his cock back into his pants and slowly closed the zipper, button, and belt. Jenny thought she was going to die of shame.
The next thing Jenny knew was that her door was swung open. When she looked up, she saw the same attendant. Evidently he ran around the car while David was putting his clothes back in order. Jenny had to get out of the car with the attendant gawking. She grabbed the bottom of her skirt and pulled it tightly against her thighs. She sort of shimmied out of the car seat, stopping each time the skirt rose, until she was turned around. Jenny cautiously hung her feet outside the car and inched forward until she felt the pavement. She held her short skirt very tightly as she tried to get out, but by doing so she lost her balance. As her upper body fell backwards her knees parted to maintain her equilibrium. She put caution to the wind and lunged out of the car, knowing her skirt would rise above her naked pussy. When she was standing next to the smiling attendant, she felt his hand slide up her thigh and squeeze her ass. But before she could do anything about it, he had already run to the driver's side, replaced David behind the wheel, and drove away.
"He saw me do it," Jenny said frantically when David was by her side.
"So what? What's the big deal?"
"And I know he saw up my dress."
"Yeah, so?"
Jenny was furious that her fiancé didn't care that a strange man saw her vagina. "He groped me too," she spat at him, trying to rile him.
"No harm done... let's go inside," he said to her astonishment and dragged her into the club.
Jenny walked unsteadily behind her fiancé, still not accustomed to the 3" heels. They entered the club and walked to a table on the far side. Jenny felt like every eye in the place was on her, leering at her attire... at her bare midsection... at her tits prominently molded against the very tight top... and at the very short pleated skirt with no panties underneath. She was relieved to sit behind the table and automatically tugged her skirt over her thighs.
Although not usually a drinker, Jenny gulped down the liquor the waiter had brought. She was nervous being seen in public the way she was dressed, and the numbness caused by the alcohol was welcomed. David ordered another round and, without even realizing it, she emptied that glass as well. The next thing Jenny knew was that David was pulling her onto the dance floor.
The music was slow and being in her lover's arms made her feel warm and secure. She cuddled up close to David and rested her head on his chest. Their bodies moved as one to the soothing sounds of the music. David's left hand was on her lower back, touching the skin just above the waistband of the skirt that sat low on her hips. His right hand clasped her left and was held up near her shoulder. She pressed the side of her face more firmly against his chest and sighed. This was the way it was supposed to be. She was in the arms of the man she loved and nothing else mattered.
David pulled his right hand free from Jenny's. Expecting her fiancé to move that arm around her and hold her tighter, Jenny encircled David's body with both arms now. She never wanted the moment to end, but then the mood was shattered. Instead of feeling David's right hand on her back, she was astonished to discover it was pushing between their tightly pressed bodies. She automatically pulled back a little and then gasped when David's hand cupped her left breast.
"David, what are you doing? People will see," she exclaimed.
"No one's paying any attention to us," he said while squeezing her tit.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but Jenny believed her fiancé and let him massage her breast on a public dance floor with scores of people around them. His hand actually felt good, and her body got even warmer. Jenny was relaxing again when she felt David's left hand slide downwards until it cupped her ass. Jenny moved one of her hands behind her and tried to push her fiancé's hand away, but David just kept squeezing and rubbing her buttocks.
"David please, someone will see," she pleaded.
"So what? Let them see. I'm dancing with my girl and enjoying her body. They're probably all jealous anyway."
The alcohol had numbed Jenny's senses so she just shrugged and held her fiancé close while he squeezed her tit and ass on the dance floor. She was just drifting off to that peaceful place lovers go to when in each other's arms when she felt David's hand on the back of her exposed thigh and then move under her skirt. His palm was now on her naked ass.
"Please David, don't." When her fiancé didn't remove his hand, Jenny tried pushing away from him, but he simply grabbed her ass tighter and pulled her to him. "Stop!!" she screamed in a whisper so others wouldn't hear.
"You're my sex slave... right?" David said impatiently. "So I can do whatever I want to your body... wherever I want. Is that understood?"
Jenny felt her eyes water. Her fiancé was treating her like a slut in public and didn't care how she felt about it. She thought it was the most embarrassing thing that could happen to her, but soon discovered how wrong she was. Jenny felt David's hand slide down her naked ass until it was between her legs. He stretched a little further until she felt his finger sliding between her labia. She was about to admonish him when his finger entered her. All she could do was jump and gasp. David began finger-fucking her with people all around.
"David, how could you? Please stop," Jenny whined.
"Shush, and enjoy it."
Jenny quickly scanned the immediate vicinity and noticed several people staring at David's hand under her skirt. By the way his arm was moving, Jenny was sure everyone knew what he was doing to her. She was so embarrassed. But soon her humiliation changed to arousal and all pretense of dancing stopped. Jenny clung to her fiancé while she began moving up and down on his finger. She was on a public dance floor with people watching and she was fucking his finger. She'd bend her knees and then straighten them... bend them... straighten them....
Jenny pulled her upper body away from David's so that she was more upright, clutching his arms with her hands. This made it more difficult for him, so David removed the finger of his left hand and, with his palm up, jammed two fingers of his right hand into her pussy from the front. His hand was under her skirt with his fingers inside her juicy hole. Jenny looked from face to face of the others around her who had stopped dancing to watch the spectacle of a woman bouncing up and down on a guy's finger under her short skirt. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, but couldn't stop the moans that escaped. The music stopped, but Jenny kept on moving... up and down... up and down....
And then it hit her. She felt her orgasm begin between her legs, move up to her belly, then her chest, and finally come out of her mouth as a loud, "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Jenny's whole body continued to shudder until her orgasm subsided. While still dazed, Jenny felt something stuffed in her mouth and automatically began sucking. When her head cleared, she realized David had shoved the two fingers that were inside her pussy into her mouth and she was sucking them clean. She pulled her head back in shock, spitting his fingers out. To her dismay, the people around her began clapping and cheering.
Jenny spun around and ran back towards their table. But she wasn't accustomed to wearing 3" heels and tumbled to the ground. With her ass exposed and everyone laughing, Jenny got up and more carefully began a fast walk to the exit. David caught up to her at the door and found his fiancé crying.
David gave his parking voucher to the same attendant who had parked his car. Jenny and David waited in silence, except for the sobs coming from Jenny. When the car was brought to the curb, the attendant quickly opened the passenger door and waited with a broad smile across his face. Jenny held her skirt tightly against her legs, but then said, "What the hell," and just climbed into the seat by first stepping in with her left foot and then her right. The maneuver spread her legs wide and caused her short pleated skirt to ride up to her waist, exposing her blonde bush. When she settled in her seat she pulled her skirt down, not looking at the attendant. The drive back to the apartment was in silence.
It wasn't until they were seated in the living room that Jenny spoke, "David, do you love me?"
"Of course."
"Then... then how could you do that to me?"
"Because I love you."
"What? What does that mean?"
"I wanted to touch you... to make you feel good."
"But everyone saw."
"So what? Who cares what they saw. Shit, it made me feel good knowing they did. I bet they were all jealous. I have the sexiest girl in the world and they knew it. Ha, they were all jealous. It made me feel great."
"B-But they laughed at me."
"Fuck them. I enjoyed it and... hell, you enjoyed it too. So let them laugh. I think they were just jealous, that's all. Now Jenny, come with me to the bedroom."
Jenny's eyes opened wide when David said that, but she took his hand feeling like the proverbial sheep being led to slaughter. Since puberty, Jenny had looked forward to giving herself to her husband on their wedding night. But David was not her husband and it was not their wedding night. She felt cheap.
Jenny stood motionless next to the bed where David had put her. He grabbed the bottom of her tight top and pulled it up, causing Jenny's arms to rise as the garment was lifted off her. David stared at her naked tits. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed, then his hands undid her skirt and let it drop to her ankles. Jenny automatically stepped out of the garment and kicked it aside. She was standing completely naked before a man for the first time.
"Sit on the bed," David requested. After Jenny complied he said, "Spread your legs." Jenny felt like a whore, obeying her customer's commands, but she did as she was told. "Play with yourself while I get undressed."
Jenny felt her eyes water again, but complied. Her hand found its way between her legs and began rubbing her pussy. She no longer thought of it as a vagina... it was a cunt. Her finger entered her hole and moved in and out for a while before rubbing her clit... then reentered her cunt. She played with her cunt while watching David remove his clothes.
When naked, David climbed onto the bed next to his fiancé. He pushed her busy hand away and got between her legs, guiding his hard cock to her juicy hole. When he felt her hot flesh around the head of his cock, he had an urge like never before and rammed his cock all the way inside her.
"EEOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!" Jenny screamed in pain.
David froze at his fiancé's shriek, then he automatically started to pull out.
"OW!! OW!! STOP!! Wait... ow. Please... don't... move," Jenny cried out.
David saw the anguish on Jenny's face and the tears streaming down her cheeks. He kept perfectly still, not knowing what to do. Jenny lay panting beneath him. Her virginity was ripped apart with David's violent thrust into her. It was not the loving, gentle way she imagined losing it. It was brutal, without any consideration for her well being. She was violated... raped!! The precious gift she had planned to give to her husband was taken from her. She cried even harder at the thought.
David waited for his fiancé to recover, but the glove-like grip on his hard cock was making him impatient. He slowly pulled out about an inch and then gently pushed his cock back inside. Jenny didn't cry out so he pulled back a little further and reentered her. As he pulled more of his cock out of her pussy he noticed the streaks of blood on his shaft, but his lust caused him to continue. David's strokes got longer and faster and soon he was fucking Jenny with abandonment.
"Oh David, it hurts," Jenny informed him, but there was no way he was going to stop.
David was pounding into Jenny with so much force now that the slapping of their bodies echoed throughout the room. Jenny was crying and groaning from pain, while David was grunting from the effort of fucking his fiancé and the enjoyment he was receiving. Poor Jenny was simply a receptacle for his lust... a warm hole to stick his cock in.
Soon David was close to orgasming, and somehow Jenny knew it. She screamed out, "DON'T CUM IN ME!!!!" having the sense to realize she could get pregnant.
David looked down at the tearstained girl under him and her words slowly registered his lust-fogged brain. He could get her pregnant... they'd have to get married right away. Just as he felt his sperm rising from his balls to his shaft, David pulled out of Jenny and began fisting his cock. The blood made it slick and his palm easily slid up and down its length. Almost immediately, he felt his orgasm approach and he closed his eyes as his hot cum spewed forth. He kept fisting his cock as more and more of his jism shot out.
When his orgasm subsided, David slowly opened his eyes and stared down at Jenny. The expression on her face was of shock and disgust. Streaks of his cum crisscrossed over her hair, forehead, nose, lips, cheeks, chin, neck, chest and belly. She was covered in it.
David fell onto his side to regain his breath. Jenny jumped out of bed and winced at the pain between her legs. She gingerly walked, bowlegged, to the bathroom and locked her fiancé out. She sat on the toilet with her face in her palms, crying. Feeling the wetness on her hands, Jenny pulled them away from her face and saw the strings of sperm connecting her palms to her face. Her crying got harder as she turned the shower faucets on. Jenny let the warm water wash over her soiled body.
Her first time was nothing like she dreamed it would be.
THE END (not yet) go to Chapter 3
