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First Date


I awoke with a start and sprang to my feet. The textbook that had been
lying in my lap fell to the floor with a loud thud. I looked about with
alarm. The last thing I remembered was answering the door and two men
wearing ski masks grabbing me. They weren't very big but they had caught
me by surprise and quickly overpowered me. Before I could cry out, one
of them had my arms pinned behind my back while the other covered my
face with a cloth. I tried to resist but I felt my strength abandoning
me and I soon fell unconscious.

I shook my head to clear the cobwebs from my mind. I had obviously
fallen asleep on the couch. I bent down and picked up the textbook from
the floor and carefully placed it on the coffee table. My Biology grades
had been slipping lately and I was in danger of ruining my perfect grade
point average. Consequently, I had been spending all my free time
reading and studying. My boyfriend, Brad, had been hounding me lately to
go out on a date but I had flatly refused. I was determined to graduate
at the top of my class and my social life would have to take a back seat
to my schoolwork until then.

I looked at my watch and suddenly realized that I had to hurry to get
ready. I started unbuttoning my blouse as I walked into the bedroom.

I noticed some clothes lying on the bed but I couldn't remember putting
them there. They were my size but definitely not my style. I picked up
the tiny black dress and held it in front of me. It was cut low enough
at the top that it would barely cover my breasts and short enough at the
bottom that it would scarcely cover my ass. I laid it aside and picked
up the next article of clothing, a black lace push-up bra. With my ample
bosom, wearing this would make me look like some kind of obscene Barbie
doll. The next three items were a pair of black lace panties, a black
lace garter belt and a pair of sheer black stockings. The final item was
a pair of black shoes with five-inch stiletto heals that I wouldn't even
be able to stand up in.

I figured my roommate, Jennifer, had left the clothes for me. She was
always trying to get me to dress more provocatively. She had gone out
with her boyfriend earlier in the evening wearing a short leather skirt
and tight T-shirt that screamed 'fuck me'. And, although I felt my body
was better than hers, I preferred to dress more conservatively.

I finished undressing and wrapped myself in a fresh towel before heading
for the bathroom. I knew that no one else was home but I was
uncomfortable with nudity and preferred to stay covered up. I started
the water and let it warm up before I removed the towel and stepped into
the shower. The feel of the warm spray on my skin felt wonderful. I
quickly began coating my body with a thick rich lather.

As I soaped the back of my neck, I suddenly felt a sharp pain. I
carefully touched my neck and found a small bandage. "What the hell...?"
I wondered out loud. The bandage was located just below the hairline at
the base of my skull; not someplace I would normally injure in
day-to-day activity. And even if I had cut myself, I would certainly
remember putting a bandage on it. I tried my hardest to figure out how
the bandage got there but drew a blank.

I continued soaping the rest of my body, being careful to avoid the spot
on my neck where I had recently had a mole removed.

Caressing my breasts, I felt a warm tingling sensation spread throughout
my body. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander as I enjoyed the
wonderful sensation. I thought about the vast number of terms that men
had come up with to describe the mounds of flesh that adorned a woman's
chest. Boobs, knockers, jugs, melons; the list was seemingly endless. I
personally found these terms demeaning and preferred more clinical terms
such as breasts, bosom or bust.

As I continued to fondle my tits with one hand, I reached down and
started stroking between my legs with the other.

Brad had once asked me to shave my pussy but I had told him that only
sluts and whores shaved their pussies. Besides, the small tuft of hair
directly above my snatch proved that I was a real blonde. Seeing how
annoyed I was, Brad quickly dropped the subject and never mentioned it
again.

The feel of my long slender fingers softly rubbing my slit was sending
waves of pleasure coursing up my spine and into my brain. My arousal
jumped to a new level as I thought about Brad. His ice blue eyes and
brilliant smile caused a fire to ignite in my cunt. I imagined it was
his hands stroking and caressing me. My heart began to beat wildly in my
chest.

Then, suddenly, the feeling began to fade. I rubbed my pussy more
vigorously as I pulled and squeezed my engorged nipples. I was desperate
to retain the pleasant sensations that were washing over me. I tried to
concentrate on Brad's image but his cold stare and angry snarl seemed
determined to extinguish the flame of passion that blazed within me.

A moment later, Brad's image vanished and another man appeared in my
mind. He looked vaguely familiar but I couldn't remember where I had
seen him before. He had a slight overbite and black curly hair that
looked like he hadn't washed it in days. He wore horn-rimmed glasses
with thick lenses and his nose was too big for his face.

I felt this man's hands gently caressing my sensitive skin. His fingers
were electric and sent jolts of excitement rippling through my body.
Within seconds, I had reached a level of arousal I had never imagined
possible. My heart was beating so fast it threatened to leap from my
chest and my breathing was coming in quick labored gasps. I slumped to
the shower floor and spread my legs as wide as they would go. Viciously
thrusting three fingers in and out of my burning cunt, I frantically
sought the release that seemed just beyond my reach. Finally, in anguish
and desperation, I whispered "Please!"

The man in my mind smiled and, a moment later, my whole body tensed and
erupted in the biggest orgasm I had ever experienced. Every nerve in my
body seemed to explode with pleasure as a blinding white light
overwhelmed my mind. For almost a minute my body convulsed involuntarily
until I finally succumbed to sensory overload and reluctantly sank into
peaceful unconsciousness.

When I awoke a few minutes later, I was still shaking from my
earth-shattering climax. I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself
as I carefully climbed to my feet. A warm glow enveloped my mind and
body as I resumed my shower. I felt a flash of arousal as I washed the
juices from my thighs but I realized, if I didn't finish my shower
quickly, I wouldn't be ready in time. I turned up the cold water and
hastily shampooed my long hair.

I was about to turn off the water when I suddenly realized I had
forgotten something. After lathering between my legs, I reached for my
razor and carefully began scraping the hair from my pussy. I spread my
legs to facilitate access as I deftly shaved my snatch, watching the
hair fall to the shower floor and disappear down the drain. It was a
slow process but eventually I ran my hand across my crotch and it felt
perfectly smooth. I smiled with satisfaction.

I stepped out of the shower and quickly dried myself off. Then, wrapping
the towel around me, I walked out into the living room. Picking up the
telephone, I dialed Brad's number and a few seconds later he answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Brad. It's Susan", I said coolly

"Hey there", he replied. We hadn't talked in several days and he was
obviously happy to hear from me. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" he
inquired.

"I just wanted to tell you that I don't think we should see each other
any more", I answered. It had occurred to me in the shower that I had
outgrown Brad. He was fun to be around and he was good in bed but I
needed someone more mature. I felt bad about dumping him over the
telephone but I decided it was better to get it over with quickly.

"What?" he exclaimed in disbelief.

This was one of the reasons I was breaking up with him; sometimes he
could be so dense. "I don't think we should see each other any more", I
repeated, trying to hide my annoyance.

"But..." he started to say.

I could see it coming. He was going to start whining and pleading. That
was another reason I was breaking up with him; he had no backbone.
"Listen", I said sternly, "What we had was fun while it lasted but I've
found somebody else. Someone who's more of a man than you'll ever be. I
don't want to see you again and I don't want you calling me. Is that
clear?" I knew I was being harsh but it was for his own good.

"But..." he started again.

Now I was starting to get angry. "Can't you get it through that thick
skull of yours?" I yelled. "It's over between us. Now stop harassing me
or I'll call the cops." With that, I slammed the receiver down. My blood
was boiling in my veins and my hands were shaking with anger. I couldn't
believe I had ever gone out with that loser. I took a deep breath and
tried to compose myself. A few seconds later, the telephone rang. I
merely reached down and unplugged it. I walked into the bedroom feeling
an overwhelming sense of relief. I knew I hadn't heard the last of Brad
but at least I had taken the first step in ridding myself of that
deadbeat.

As I removed my towel and dried my hair, I examined myself in the
mirror. At age 22, I was in my prime. I had what most people refer to as
'natural beauty'. My emerald green eyes were clear and bright and my
lips, although not exceedingly full, formed a natural pout. I didn't
wear much make-up because I thought it made me look cheap and tawdry. My
skin was smooth and relatively flawless and, except for my bikini lines,
I had a deep even tan that gave me a healthy glow. I wasn't skinny by
any means but I worked out regularly to maintain my flat stomach and
trim muscular legs. My most noticeable feature by far, however, was my
enormous tits, a pair of 38DD's that were firm and round. I hated the
way men stared at my chest whenever I walked into a room. Usually, I
wore baggy clothing to help obscure the shape that nature saw fit to
curse me with.

I was getting melancholy so I decided to get dressed. Nothing makes me
feel better than getting dressed up. I walked over and inspected the
clothes I had laid out on the bed. The first thing I grabbed was the
black lace garter belt. I quickly fastened it snuggly around my waist
and arranged the clips so they hung down the front and back of my legs.
I then reached for the sheer black stockings. This was the first time I
had noticed that the stockings had a seam up the back that made them a
little more daring. I slowly applied the stockings to my long slender
legs, enjoying the sensuous pleasure of the soft nylon on my skin as I
smoothed out all the wrinkles. Then, I grabbed the skimpy black panties
and hastily put them on. The feel of the soft fabric on my
freshly-shaven pussy was heavenly. Next, I slipped into the shoes. I
carefully climbed to my feet and took a few seconds to become accustomed
to the height they added. I paced back and forth a few times quickly
getting the hang of walking in the long pointy heels. I noticed that the
shoes made my ass sway seductively as I walked and I blushed with
embarrassment. Finally, I reached down and retrieved the push-up bra.
Nervously slipping it over my arms, I wrapped it around my chest and
struggled to get it fastened. It felt like the constricting fabric was
cutting off my circulation as it lifted my boobs and thrust them forward
suggestively. When the bra was finally done up, I examined myself in the
mirror and smiled with satisfaction. Although I was extremely
uncomfortable, I knew that all eyes would be on me whenever I entered a
room.

I quickly brushed my wavy hair and admired the way it framed my face.
Then, I made a decision. This was going to be a special night and I
wanted to look special. I walked out of the bedroom and into Jennifer's
room. A vast variety of make-up products adorned her dresser. I knew
that Jennifer didn't like me taking things without asking but this was
an emergency. There wasn't enough time to go out and get my own make-up
and Jennifer wasn't around to give her permission. I took the things I
needed and went back to my room.

First, I applied a heavy foundation. Then, I applied plenty of blusher
to accentuate my cheekbones. I used mascara and eyeliner to make my
lashes look long and full. Next, I applied eye shadow to bring out the
color of my eyes. The final touch was a thick coating of bright red
lipstick to give me the trashy look I was going for. I carefully
examined the final product and was pleased.

I had just finished slipping into my dress when the doorbell rang.
Moving as quickly as I could in my heels, I hurried to answer it. As I
opened the door, my heart sank. Standing in the doorway was an ugly
little nerd in a cheap suit, holding a pathetic bunch of half-dead
flowers. I was incredibly annoyed. Here I was getting ready for the most
important date of my life and this dweeb had the audacity to interrupt
my preparations. "Yes?" I asked curtly.

He ogled my body with his eyes bugging out of his head and a gobbet of
drool forming in the corner of his mouth. When his gaze finally returned
to my face, he smiled nervously and asked, "Are you ready to go?" His
voice was like fingernails on a chalkboard and he smelled like he had
bathed in cheap aftershave. The way he looked at me gave me the creeps
and a shiver of revulsion ran down my spine.

I walked up to him, towering over him by a couple of inches. I then
wrapped my arms around his neck and placed my lips firmly against his.
My tongue forced its way past his lips and explored the recesses of his
mouth. He was stunned at first but soon recovered and pulled me to him.
His hands began to caress my back as I ground my crotch against his leg
and pressed by tits into his chest. His touch was as electrifying as I
had imagined in the shower. I could feel my nipples straining against
the fabric of my bra and when he roughly squeezed my buttocks I let out
a moan of delight. By the time we broke the kiss I was breathing heavily
and I could feel a dampness forming between my legs.

He stood there for several seconds just staring at me glassy-eyed and I
felt flushed with excitement. I placed my hands on my hips and thrust my
chest forward invitingly. A few beads of sweat started to form on his
brow when, abruptly, he presented me with the lovely bouquet he had
brought. "These are for you", he said nervously.

They were the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen. I quickly took
them and smelled their sweet fragrance. "They're beautiful" I gushed.
"You are so sweet." I then leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek,
giving him a clear view down my dress. He swallowed hard. "Come in while
I put these in some water" I said eagerly. I then moved aside and
motioned him to enter. He cautiously stepped inside and I closed the
door behind him.

I walked into the kitchen with a spring in my step. I was humming
merrily as I got out a vase and started arranging the flowers. I thought
about how lucky I was to be dating the nicest guy on the face of the
earth and how honored I was that he had asked me out. Then, suddenly, I
had a strange thought. I didn't know his name. 'How could I agree to go
out with someone without knowing his name?' I wondered. I was usually
very selective about the men I dated and his name would be one of the
first things I asked. I grabbed the vase of flowers and walked back into
the living room.

Todd was still standing in the entranceway looking around uneasily.

"Would you like to sit and talk for a few minutes?" I suggested.

He looked at his watch. "We'd better go", he announced. "I made the
reservations at Le Ronde for 8:00 and it's almost that now."

I was a little disappointed. I was hoping to get better acquainted
before we went out but I quickly realized that there would be plenty of
time for that later. Besides, Le Ronde was one of the best restaurants
in town and I was starving. "Just let me grab my things", I said as I
retrieved my purse from the small table by the front door. I quickly
fished out the keys to the Toyota Camry my parents had given me when I
started university. I handed the keys to Todd. There was also an extra
key to my apartment on the ring but I wasn't concerned. I trusted Todd
completely.

We didn't say much as we rode down in the elevator. Todd still seemed a
little nervous but was starting to loosen up. He hesitantly put his arm
around my waist and I gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled back at me
and I felt my heart skip a beat. I had never felt this way about any man
before.

The elevator finally deposited us in the parking garage and Todd showed
me to his car, a nice looking Toyota Camry. It seemed familiar but I
just figured I had seen it around the university. He had trouble driving
at first, as if he was unfamiliar with a manual transmission, but he
eventually got the hang of it.

As we drove to the restaurant, Todd's cologne was driving me wild. I
placed my hand on his leg and started gently rubbing his thigh. He was
startled and almost lost control of the car. It was frustrating but I
decided I had better wait before trying anything else.

We eventually reached the restaurant and were greeted by a valet. I
could see him admiring my body as I stepped out of the car and I made
sure to spread my legs enough to give him a good show. Todd noticed the
valet checking me out and gave me a playful pat on the ass. I just
giggled and gave Todd a quick peck on the cheek. I could see the valet
shaking his head in bewilderment as Todd escorted me up the long front
walk. I figured he was wondering what a classy guy like Todd was doing
with a tramp like me.

As the maitre d' showed us to our table, I could feel everyone watching
us. Todd kept his arm firmly around my waist as he smiled at the other
patrons. I knew he was displaying me like a prize trophy but I was the
proudest woman in the world. As we reached the table, I pulled Todd
close to me and gave him a deep passionate kiss, rubbing my leg against
his. This drew murmurs and gasps from a few of the surrounding tables
but I simply ignored them as I took my seat.

When the waiter arrived, Todd ordered for both of us. He ordered the
filet mignon, well done, with a baked potato and mixed vegetables for
him and a small garden salad for me. Then, he made a comment about me
losing a few pounds and gave me a wink.

I was deeply hurt. I had done my best to look good for him and he so
much as said I was fat. I started to mope. I wanted to tell him how
upset I was but was afraid he would get mad. Finally, I worked up the
nerve to say something.

"Thank you", I whispered. I was amazed at how insightful and considerate
Todd was. He knew I was trying to watch my weight and had ordered just
what I wanted. Again, I gave silent thanks that this wonderful man had
deemed me worthy to be seen in public with him.

When the waiter delivered the food, I sat and quietly nibbled my salad.
Todd, meanwhile, droned on and on about the research he was conducting
at the university. He was studying the physical characteristics of
thought and memory or something like that. It was far too technical for
me and so my mind started to wander. That's when I noticed something
rather odd.

There was a man sitting at a nearby table with a laptop computer. He
would occasionally type something on the keyboard then sit and wait.
Once or twice I noticed him glance in our direction. He looked a little
familiar but I couldn't place where I had seen him before. When he saw
me looking at him, he typed something into the computer then looked back
at me and smiled.

Suddenly, I realized how incredibly handsome the man was. He had long
stringy hair that was kind of dirty blonde and his face was pale and
drawn. He had a skin condition I couldn't identify from a distance and
his clothes were wrinkled and unkempt. I gave him a wink and a smile.

Unfortunately, Todd noticed I was no longer paying attention to him and
turned to see what I was looking at. He glared at the man with the
computer and mumbled something under his breath. He then mouthed
something to the man but I couldn't make out what it was. Finally, he
turned his attention back to me. I was afraid that he would be angry but
he smiled at me and I breathed a sigh of relief.

I took a sip of wine and realized I had to pee. Excusing myself from the
table, I quickly headed for the ladies' room. As I sat there on the
toilet, I felt a growing sense of shame that I had embarrassed Todd by
flirting with another man. I knew I had to do something to make it up to
him and prove that I was only interested in him. That's when I had a
wicked idea. Instead of pulling my panties back up when I was done, I
slid them down and stepped out of them. Exiting the washroom, I noticed
Todd talking to the man with the computer. Todd saw me and quickly
headed back to our table.

My heart was pounding with excitement as I crossed the crowded
restaurant, partly from the anticipation of what I was about to do and
partly from the cool breeze blowing across my bare pussy. When I reached
the table, I walked over and stood beside Todd. Then, taking a deep
breath to steady my nerves, I calmly held out the panties. "I thought
you might like a little preview of what's to come", I said seductively.
Todd stared at the panties for several seconds. Then, he gave me a broad
smile as he took the proffered garment. He held it under his nose and
took a deep breath before stuffing it into his pocket.

I could see the looks of disdain from the patrons who witnessed the
exchange but I didn't care. Todd was pleased and that's all that
mattered. He even rewarded me by letting me have a small bowl of fresh
fruit for dessert. I just smiled and sighed with contentment when Todd
smiled back at me.

As Todd continued to regale me with stories about his research, I
listened in rapt fascination. I still didn't understand what he was
talking about but the sound of his voice was so hypnotizing that I could
sit and listen to it for hours.

When the waiter delivered the check, I reached into my purse and
carefully took out my money, making sure not to be seen. Luckily I had
made a large withdrawal to pay for some new books so I had several
hundred dollars with me. I furtively slipped the money to Todd while
pretending to hold his hand. Todd peeled off several bills and left them
on the table. He then placed the remaining money back in his pocket.

Leaving the restaurant, we passed the man with the computer. He appeared
to be fishing around in his pockets for enough money to pay for his
food. I quickly noted that he wasn't as handsome as I had thought he
was. In fact, I didn't find him attractive at all. Although he wasn't
particularly ugly, he also wasn't especially good looking. The best way
to describe him was plain. I thought I saw Todd smile and hand him
something but I could have been mistaken.

As we waited for the valet to bring Todd's car around, he asked me what
I wanted to do. I suggested that we go and see a movie. Todd agreed as
he slipped the valet a large tip.

Fifteen minutes later, we pulled into the parking garage of our
building. I was glad I had insisted we go straight home. Being close to
such a sexy man was making me incredibly horny and it had taken all the
willpower I could muster not to attack him in the car. I could feel my
juices trickling from my pussy and causing a damp spot on the back of my
dress. My nipples were as hard as rocks and straining uncomfortably
against my tight brassiere. The car smelled of my arousal and I was
sorely tempted to reach between my legs to relieve myself. Only my
desire to save myself for Todd kept me from plunging my fingers into my
cunt.

The elevator ride to our apartment seemed to take forever. With each
passing floor, I became more and more excited. My clothes seemed to be
suffocating me and I started to breathe heavily. No sooner had the
apartment door closed than I pulled Todd to me and kissed him
passionately. He responded immediately, forcing his tongue into my mouth
as his hands roamed my body. I reached up and ran my fingers through his
hair, leaving them coated with a wonderful greasy film.

For several minutes we remained locked in each other's embrace until
Todd finally pulled away and removed his jacket. I followed his lead and
slipped off my dress, letting it fall to the floor in a heap.

Todd's eyes immediately moved to my hairless cunt. For over a minute he
stared at me as I posed seductively. Then, he walked over and carried me
off to the bedroom ... or at least he tried. He bent down and tried to
pick me up but it quickly became apparent from his grunts and groans
that he couldn't lift me.

Consumed by desire, I grabbed Todd and pulled him into the bedroom. I
quickly removed his shirt as he tried to catch his breath. Then, with
one smooth motion, I reached down and pulled his undershirt over his
head. With a mighty shove, I pushed him backward onto the bed and
swiftly removed his shoes and socks. By the time I started undoing his
pants, my hands were shaking with anticipation. Finally, he lay on the
bed staring at me in astonishment dressed in only his X-Files(tm) boxer
shorts.

I jumped onto the bed and straddled him as I leaned down and resumed our
kiss. I could feel my nipples pressing into him through the fabric of my
brassiere and wanted desperately to feel my bare skin against his.
Reluctantly, I broke the kiss and sat up. I unclasped my bra and felt an
overwhelming sense of liberation as my enormous jugs sprung free. I
hastily tossed the garment aside, causing my tits to jiggle as I moved.

Todd reached up to touch my breasts but hesitated at the last second.
Impatiently, I grabbed his hands and placed them firmly on my aching
boobs. I then moved his hands in a circular motion until he finally got
the idea and began kneading and massaging the soft mounds of flesh. As
his hands continued to work their magic on my heaving bosom, I reached
down and started caressing his powerful chest. When he roughly pinched
and twisted my nipples, I felt a sharp pain that forced me to moan with
delight.

Overwhelmed by the need to taste his sweet nectar, I leaned down and,
again, pressed my lips against his. Then, slowly, I began kissing and
licking my way down his body, pausing only a moment to suck his nipples.
Finally, I reached his stomach and started making lazy circles around
his belly button with my tongue. I hooked my fingers into the tops of
his shorts and he politely lifted his ass as I removed his underwear.

My heart sank with disappointment when I saw his rather small penis. I
reached out and easily wrapped my fingers around it and began stroking
it softly. It quickly reached its full size, which I estimated at about
4-inches. Leaning forward, I gently kissed the head, leaving a bitter
taste in my mouth.

Taking a deep breath, I cautiously wrapped my lips around his huge
member. I wasn't sure whether I could take the whole thing but I was
determined to try. It was a struggle. I had to stop a couple of times to
keep from choking but eventually I engulfed his entire length. With a
sense of urgency, I began bobbing my head up and down on his massive
cock, teasing it with my tongue as I did so. In only a few strokes I
tasted the first drops of pre-cum and I knew that he was about to let
loose. I braced myself for the torrent of delicious semen I knew was
coming. A moment later, I was rewarded for my patience by the first
surge erupting into my mouth. The volume threatened to overwhelm me but
I hungrily swallowed every drop of his gooey white ambrosia. My taste
buds tingled with excitement. For hours he pumped gallons of cum into me
as I battled to contain the violent flow. Finally, he reached his limit
and the tidal wave of life-giving juices began to ebb. With one last
grunt, he shot his final load into my waiting maw as his cock began to
quickly deflate. I smiled with satisfaction and set about the pleasant
task of licking him clean.

Todd lay on the bed with a happy grin as I continued giving his member a
sensuous tongue bath. Unfortunately, I was still horny and my body
screamed for relief. Even after I had removed the last drop of cum from
his flaccid penis, I sucked and licked it, trying desperately to coax it
back to life. For half-an-hour I worked on his limp dick, stroking and
kissing it gently as Todd just lay there motionless, occasionally
letting out a contented sigh. I was about to surrender when his cock
twitched. With renewed hope, I continued caressing it with my fingers
and tongue. Fifteen minutes later, I was finally able to bring Todd's
member back to full attention.

Overcome by lust, I quickly scrambled onto the bed and sat astride
Todd's midsection. Reaching down and firmly grabbing his penis, I
carefully aimed it at my swollen pussy. Then, with a single thrust, I
impaled myself on his prick. A shudder of excitement ripped through my
body as I felt him buried inside me. My vaginal muscles desperately
grasped at his cock as I slowly lifted myself up.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of panic as his penis fell free. I quickly
reinserted it and, again, lowered my cunt onto his member. This happened
several times and I became increasingly frustrated.

Finally, I determined the limits of my movement and began a slow
rhythmic humping. Each stroke caused a current of excitement to course
through me as I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. My heart
began to beat wildly and my breathing became labored as I tried
frantically to push my body to the climax that it craved. Then,
suddenly, I felt Todd explode inside me. His fluids filled my womb as my
head thrashed about wildly and I babbled incoherently. "I'm cumming", I
yelled as I flopped about like a rag doll. I continued to squirm and
writhe as if possessed while Todd shot his sperm into my vagina.
Finally, I felt his body tense and relax as he released the last of his
semen. A moment later, I let out an ear-piercing scream as my body went
completely rigid and I collapsed, gasping for air.

Todd wrapped his arms around me and looked at me with a satisfied smile
before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.

I lay there unmoving for several minutes. Then, I gently extracted
myself from Todd's embrace and cautiously climbed off of the bed. Moving
quietly, I slipped into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet and
spreading my legs as far apart as they would go, I quickly plunged three
fingers into my pussy and began moving them in and out at a furious
pace.

I wondered what was wrong with me as I ferociously teased my clit. Here
I was having intercourse with the sexiest man I had ever met and I
couldn't climax. I hoped that my act had fooled him. I didn't want him
to think that I was a frigid bitch who couldn't get off.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out as a huge spasm suddenly racked my
body and my mind was flooded with ecstasy. For several minutes I was
lost in the throes of orgasm until I finally reached my peak and started
the slow descent back to full awareness. I smiled with happiness as my
muscles relaxed and I slumped against the bathroom sink.

When I finally regained my strength, I wandered back into the living
room basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I knew that Jennifer
could walk in any second and see me almost naked but I didn't care. I
kept replaying the evening's events in my mind. I recalled the wonderful
meal in that expensive restaurant where Todd had treated me like a
queen. I remembered how he had swept me off my feet and carried me into
the bedroom. I shuddered with excitement as I remembered how he had
ravaged my body, sending me over the brink into the sweet embrace of
orgasm again and again. I knew that every time we made love couldn't be
as good as the first but the memory of this night would keep me
satisfied in the weeks to come. That way I could concentrate on trying
to please Todd and repay him for this one spectacular experience.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed my textbook laying on the coffee
table. I picked it up and carried it into the kitchen. Then, with a
smile, I dropped it in the garbage. I wouldn't have time to be going to
school. I needed to get a job to support Todd.

As I wandered back into the living room, I racked my brain trying to
figure out what kind of job I could get. Suddenly, it hit me. Some of my
friends had joked that I could make a fortune as a stripper. I decided
it was time to see if they were right. Tomorrow, after I informed the
registrar that I was dropping out, I would go to one of those clubs on
the other side of town and apply for work as a dancer. First, though, I
would have to buy some appropriate clothes. I didn't have any cash so I
would have to use the credit card my father gave me for emergencies. I
was sure that this situation qualified. With a little hard work, I was
certain I could keep Todd clothed and fed. And if it turned out that I
wasn't making enough money, I could always become a prostitute. After
all, selling my body was a small sacrifice to make for the man I loved
more than life itself.

With that thought, I felt a feeling of contentment and I knew that
everything was right with the world. I walked back into the bedroom and
saw Todd still sleeping naked on the bed. Quickly removing the rest of
my clothes, I crawled up beside him as he sleepily opened his eyes and
smiled at me. I lay my head down on his chest and he put his arm around
me. We both fell asleep with looks of total bliss on our faces.

- - -

Steven reclined the seat of the rental car and rubbed his tired eyes. He
was exhausted from staring at the computer screen for the last six hours
and needed some sleep. He looked up at the apartment building and
thought about Todd having sex with his new girlfriend. The computer chip
had worked even better than they had anticipated. In one evening, Susan
had gone from a strong-willed independent woman, who would never have
given Todd or Steven the time of day, to a submissive slut who would do
anything to make Todd happy. He had stored all the changes he had made
to Susan and someday they might restore her to her former self. But for
now, Todd would have fun with Susan and treat her like the whore she now
was.

Steven felt his cock harden as he thought about tomorrow night when he
would be the one with the girl and Todd would be the one with the
computer. Things would be even easier because Steven had selected
Susan's roommate, Jennifer, to be his new plaything. Jennifer wasn't the
large breasted sex goddess that Susan was. She was more petite and
delicate, the way Steven liked them. And, instead of having to assault
Jennifer to knock her out, Todd would have Susan slip something into
Jennifer's food or drink. Then, it would simply be a matter of
implanting the chip in Jennifer's brain and letting Todd reprogram her
thoughts while Steven took her out for dinner. Steven knew Todd was
still upset about the incident in the restaurant but he was relatively
certain Todd wouldn't do anything to screw up his date.

Finally, succumbing to fatigue, Steven closed his eyes as visions of the
lovely Jennifer sucking his cock danced through his head. He drifted off
to sleep with a smile on his face and an erection in his pants.


End of Story