6 comments/ 58899 views/ 2 favorites Left Alone By: porter83 Staying Home and Having Fun After parking at the Hasty Mark I keep looking at the time. A few minutes past 8 pm I see your parents and sister drive past on their way to your uncles to spend the night. I wait 15 minutes then turn on the car and begin driving to your house recalling last night as I do so. We were talking over MSN when you told me that your parents are going up there for a family thing but they are letting you stay home to studying over your reading week. I teased you about coming over but you just laughed and reminded me that I had to work the next four days. What you didn't know is that I moved my shift to an early one today and told my boss that I couldn't make it tomorrow. I turn the last corner and your home comes into view. My excitement begins to grow and I look at the seat next to me. An innocent looking black bag is on it and I run through the same mental check list I've been going through all day making sure I didn't forget anything. After driving past your house I park the car on the next street over. I grab my bag and casually start walking towards your house thinking of all the ways I plan on enjoying your body. When I reach the drive way I look up and see the light on in the family room, perfect I think to myself as I toss my bag over the fence then hop over it myself. I check the basement window and see that it's still left open just how I left it from the weekend. I take the keys I had taken earlier and unlock the bars that cover the window then pried it open. At last I'm inside your house, I felt my heart racing as I pull out a few items from my bag and pocket them. I climb the stairs while straining to hear any movement but all there is is the sound of the television from the living room. I drop my bag at the top of the stairs and open the door just a crack. I see you on the couch watching t.v. As I'm watching you your hand slowly finds it's way inside your pants, I almost laugh when I see this, wondering if you know just how much abuse your body will take tonight. You check out the window once then relax and begin enjoying your body. Your hand goes under your shirt moving from tit to tit, pinching and pulling your nipples. I can see your hand moving lazily in your pants probably slowly stroking your clit. I feel myself growing harder as I watch you getting close to cumming I even consider just running up there and just having a night of hot hard sex, but I remind myself how much more both of us will enjoy the night if I continue as planned. You begin moaning and biting your lower lip and I can't help but rub myself through my pants. You lift your shirt and bra and I can see even from this far away how hard your nipples are. You continue to abuse them, pinching them, pulling them, you seem flustrated that you can't treat both your nipples and finger your clit at the same time. You become more and more rough with your body and I can see your hand inside your pants moving faster and harder as well. Suddenly you cry out, close your eyes and your body just freezes then begins to shudder lightly as your organism washes over you. Just before you finish cumming I realize that now is my best chance so I slip out from the stair way and into the bathroom. Guessing that you'll want a glass of water after that you'll come down to the kitchen and I can take you then. After waiting only a few minutes you catch your breath and get up from the couch. I stay perfectly still as I hear you walk past the door then quietly slip out and keep pace with you while taking my knife out of it's sheath. I wait till you're a step from the kitchen then everything started. One hand snapped around your mouth, the knife resting against your neck. You were frozen, I whispered in your ear that you are mine now. That I will do anything I want to you and you're only going to beg me for more. You snapped out of it with that and began fighting me, I wrapped my arm around your throat and slowly flexed my arm cutting off her air. You clawed at my arm but soon your arms fell limp and I could feel your body weight come onto me. I quickly spun you around and kissed you before you came too. I just needed to do that now since I wasn't going to get a chance too later. You started to come too so I put my hand over your mouth again and put the knife on your throat. If you do that again I will cut you I whispered. I put the knife to your throat and began slowly pressing it into your. You pressed your body hard against mine trying to escape the blade but I continued until it just broke the skin drawing a thin bead of blood. I felt a shiver go through you when I pulled the knife away. I took on a commanding voice and said, now here are the rules of serving your master. You will always address me as master, you need my permission to do anything, you will do everything I say right away or you will be punished, do you understand? Defeated you simple nod your head. I tell you to close your eyes and I guide you to stairway leading up stairs. I move your arms through the banisters and hand cuff them together on the other side. I pull out the collar I had in my back pocket running my fingers over the lettering "H E A T H E R" remembering the strange look the clerk gave me when I bought it. I tell you to open your eyes and show it to you, the second you saw it I saw you take in a quick breathe, I just smiled and put it on you, I'd attach the lease later. Using my knife I begin cutting off your clothing strip by strip telling you what I had seen you do earlier. I watched as your checks then your chest became flushed and couldn't help chuckling. Soon you were down to nothing but your panties. Standing there shivering and vulnerable I couldn't help but want to abuse you. I leave but only for a second, reappearing with my bag with me. I open it and find what I was looking for two clothes pins attached by a metal chain. I dangle them in front of you and you begin to whimper. Begging me not to do this to you, I just slap you hard on the ass and tell you that you didn't call me master. I reach around you and let one slowly pinch down on your nipple then I do the same with the other clothes pin on the other nipple. I can't help but smile as your cries become moans. I play with the clamps, lifting up the chain till you're forced to stand on your toes. Squeezing the clamps harder, giving the chain gentle tugs. I ask you if having your nipples treated this way makes your pussy wet. You shake your head violently from side to side and begin to say no until I pull hard on the chain and instead you just moan. Don't forget the rules, I gently remind you. I slide my hand along your stomach and under your panties. I'm not surprised at all to find your pussy dripping wet. I smile as I feel that you also shaved today. I run my finger up and down your slit then begin focussing on your clit. After a few seconds of my finger on your clit rubbing it and the clamps pulling just enough to be on the brink of pleasure before pain you feel yourself getting ready to cum, then everything stops. You whine when I take my hand from your panties and I laugh. So now you want me to fuck you? I asked. You blush and remember that you are being raped. I pull your panties down to your knees, reach into my bag then suddenly you hear a buzzing. I run it over your pussy and your whole body shakes, now you know what happened to your toy, you were very upset when you couldn't find it last night. You smile and moan as I slide as much of it as I can inside you and turn it on to it's strongest setting. I pull your panties up to make sure that your toy doesn't move and tell you that you can't cum until I say so. I attach a short leather lease to your collar and unlock your hand cuffs. I lead you back into the living room. The weight of the chain pulling down on your nipples as you walk. I tell you to lay down on the coffee table with your chest up and you do just as your told. I take my bag and open it, drawing out a long length of rope. First I tie down one foot then the other and then tying your hands down as well. The vibrator, the clamps and now being tied down is all too much for you and you feel an organism coming. You arch your back high in the air, wishing I would pull on the chain. Your hips are pumping desperately trying to feel more of the vibrations inside you. Seeing you cum that hard breaks my concentration and I decide that we both deserve a good fuck and that we can pick up where we left off after. I strip off all of my clothes and my cock comes free. You're still shaking but when you hear my command to open your mouth you do so and are suddenly brought back to reality when you feel my cock slide in you. I ignore using my knife and simply rip your panties off, take hold of your toy and began fucking your pussy as hard and fast as I can. You moan around my cock and bob you head up and down sucking on me and running your tongue around the head. I lean over you and begin sucking your clit, taking it in my mouth then moving my tongue over it as quickly as I can all while still fucking you with your toy. This puts you over the edge as you begin cumming again. Once you're starting to come down from it I take my cock from your mouth and take your toy from your pussy. You moan and say Master please fuck me, I want to cum on your cock and feel your body on mine. After cumming so many times your pussy is very wet and I slide inside you with one stroke. I put my weight on you, pressing the clothes pins and chains into you but you don't care you just keep lifting your hips to meet my thrusts. I run my fingers through your hair pulling gently. I lift your head to mine and we kiss deeply and desperately as we both begin to feel our organism coming tongues teasing each other. Our pace becomes more urge and are hips slap together harder and faster with each thrust. When I feel your pussy tighten around my cock and pull your hair back hard and we both cry out cumming together. After a moment and we both catch our breathe I pull my semi-hard cock from you. You look down and see it covered it our cum and ask your master if you can clean it. As you're sucking and licking it I smile as it begins to get hard again wondering what other things I can tie you to? Left Alone My parents had been out of town for 4 days and weren't expected back from their trip to Africa for another 3 weeks. I had been keeping myself quite busy since they left. On my first day alone, I took a long, hot bubble-bath and shaved off most of my body hair. Just above my cock, I cut the hair really short and left a thin "landing strip" like the girls on the internet. My older sister, Teri, decided to stay at college over the summer break which left her old room unsupervised. After my bath, I put on a fashion show for myself. I think I tried on every outfit in Teri's wardrobe. I had been oh-so aroused by girl's clothes for as long as I could remember. Every chance I got I would slip into my Teri's room and try on some of the trendy, sexy outfits she was so fond of. During no other time, did I feel so complete and sexy. I longed to wear skirts, dresses, stockings, bras, panties and heels ALL the time. With no other obligations, I spent the next few days dressing up as a girl. I experimented with make-up and even found my longish blonde hair looked really cute in pigtails. As far as my petite cock was concerned, it was the best time of my life. During the day I spent most of my time laying out, working on my tan. The wooden fence around our yard gave me a sense of privacy. I had found a teeny-tiny bikini in the bottom of Teri's dresser, our parents would never have approved of it. The little white triangle of fabric barely covered my cock and marble-sized balls. The thin strings ran from either side of the triangle, looped over my hips, joined together and disappeared between my tight, 19 year old cheeks. The two triangles on top were just large enough to cover my large-ish boy nipples. The same thin strings held the top together. Dressed like this, laying on a lounge chair, coated in suntan oil with my white heels resting nearby is how Walter found me. He had come over to borrow a tool from my Dad's shed. I didn't notice him until he was near enough to cast a shadow over my 5'6", 125 pound body. As I opened my eyes, shock, terror, humiliation and a million other feelings overtook me. I quickly shifted my hands to cover both my bikini bottoms and the tops. I stuttered and mumbled some lame excuse for being dressed as I was. OH GOD! What if he tells my parents? I was totally freaking out and just about to cry. Walter just stood there, staring down at me. He is a big guy, at least 6 foot and in pretty good shape from a guy my Dad's age. The chiseled jaw line and strong eyes were what made him appear so intimidating at the moment. After several moments of silence while his eyes studied every nook-and-cranny of exposed body, he avoided my attire by simply asking, "How are doing, Tommy?" After biting my lower lip and shifting my hands to better cover myself, I answered "Fine." His eyes met mine and for some reason, I suddenly felt a little relaxed. He said that he stopped by to borrow a tool (of some kind) from my Dad. I told him to help himself, motioning toward the shed with my chin. He slowly turned and walked to the shed. As soon as he was out of site, I flipped over on my tummy to hide the modest bulge in my bikini bottoms. Why I didn't run inside is beyond me! His eyes were back on me as he stepped out of the shed with a wrench of some kind. He took a seat in a deck chair right beside my head and said something meaningless about the weather. After some more small talk, he casually mentioned that my tan was coming along nicely. I'm sure I blushed deeply. At this point, I felt flattered that he noticed. Walter had always paid special attention to me, noticing the smallest things like a new hair style or new shorts, he never ignored me like my Dad's other friends. And the attention he was paying me now was starting to turn me on. My reaction to his comment about my tan must have encouraged him as he went on to flatter me about my smooth, tight skin, toned muscles and finally my butt. That last one didn't really surprise me. My "friend" Derrick has always said I had a cute ass, it's more like a girls than a boys. My waist slid inward slightly then flared out to my hips which formed my perfect little heart-shaped bubble butt. With the compliments flying, my little cock had become quite hard. The idea of him telling my parents anything had completely left my mind. I had always thought Walter was good looking for an older guy, but now I was finding myself glancing down at the man-sized bulge in his jeans. My god it looked HUGE, and it wasn't even hard! As he stood up to get home and fix whatever it was he was working on, I stunned myself by rolling onto my side exposing my entire front to him. As we said goodbye, he turned and started to walk away. Very suddenly, he stopped and turned back toward me. He said that since I was all alone, and so was he, perhaps I would like to come over to his house and watch a movie tonight. After I agreed, he smiled and asked me to "wear something pretty". I coyly smiled back at him and asked "Why?" He casually responded that my parents would eventually come home and I should take advantage of my freedom while it lasted. As the gate shut behind him, I think I squealed with joy. I knew it wasn't a date and I shouldn't expect too much, what with Walter being my Dad's friend. But Derrick had been visiting colleges for the past week with his parents and I felt neglected. We didn't set a time to meet, and I was so anxious, I trotted inside and took a nice long shower and re-shaved myself, just in case. The next hour was spent trying on different outfits, I had no idea what to wear. I felt like girl getting ready for a big date, it was wonderful! I had everything from formal to casual to sexy at my disposal. Being August, it was scorching hot outside, even at night, so that ruled out the formal wear. I was NOT going to wear pants on my first time out dressed as a girl, so that ruled out most of the casual wear. What I finally decided on wound up being on the slutty side. I slipped into a white thong with small pink flowers on it, being especially careful to tuck my cock back between my legs. The tight pink tank top clung to my chest while leaving my mid-riff exposed. Following that, I found a thin, white cotton skirt. The skirt was tight and hugged my slim figure. When stretched around my body, it became sort of see-thru, enough to see the white panties against my tanned skin. After pulling my hair up into pig-tails and applying a heavy coating of lip gloss, I looked like a school girl tease. My stomach started to feel queasy as I realized I was really going to do this. I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, there wasn't much that didn't need cooking. I opened the candy drawer and found a lollipop, perfect! I opened it and as soon as it touched my lips, the thought entered my mind that I may be sucking Walter's big fat cock before the night was over. I was getting seriously horny just standing there. I walked back to my sister's room and grabbed a pair of ankle socks with lacey-trim, then dug through her shoes. I tried on several pairs before choosing a simple pair of black and white tennis shoes. After one last glance in the mirror, I was ready. It was pretty dark outside so I wouldn't have to wear a cover-up over to Walter's house. That first step out the front door was exhilarating. I had never been out in public, much less out of the front door dressed up before. My heart was pounding in my chest as I took the 37 steps to Walter's front door. His house was lit up and I could hear the TV. Half of me wanted to run home, the other half of me, the naughty half raised my arm and rang the doorbell. As I waited those few moments on his doorstep, I nervously spun the lollipop on my tongue. My mind was running wild. What if he didn't like the way I looked? What if he came home, thought about it and was now repulsed by the idea of me dressing up? What if? What if? What if? Just as I was about to run off, the door opened. There stood Walter smiling broadly as he appraised my outfit. "Mmmm, you outdid yourself Tommy. You look great!" I stood there dumbly twirling the lollipop in my mouth. He paused and looked into my eyes before saying that my name didn't really suit me now. I meekly replied that I liked the name Tonya. His smile broadened as he offered me his hand and welcomed me into his home. Goosebumps popped up all over me as his hand rested on the bare skin on the small of my back, ushering me down the hallway. We passed the kitchen and continued on to the living room. This room was much smaller than my living room, one side opened to the kitchen, another had a closet and a hallway toward the bedrooms. The third wall was dominated by a big screen TV and its accessories. The forth wall had a single chair with an end table. A large, low table sat in about the middle of the room. The lack of seating sort of shocked me. I guessed I would be sitting on the floor. When Walter offered me a drink, I readily accepted and followed him back to the kitchen. I checked him out as I followed, he was such a big man, I felt so small in his presence. He opened the refrigerator and withdrew two sodas, setting them on the counter near me. I leaned against the counter and watched him. He approached me and got really, really close while looking right in my eyes. I was terribly nervous, he was close enough that I had to stop twirling my lollipop, there wasn't enough room between us for my arm. Still staring at me, he reached around to open a cupboard and pull out two glasses, one in each hand. He set the glasses on the counter behind me on either side. Still holding the glasses in his hands, I was captured between him and the counter. My breathing got heavier and I felt myself flush being so close to him. He leaned in even closer, I could feel his breath on my neck. My little cock was rock hard in my panties. I was beginning to panic when he whispered in my ear, "Damn, you're cute." He stepped in and slid his leg between mine, I spread them wide enough to give him space. I tilted my head as he took my earlobe between his lips. I melted. It felt like I was floating as this big man shifted his hands from the counter to my body and nibbled on my ear. One of his hands was on the upper most part of my butt, the other was sliding up and down my side, pausing as it passed over my chest and lightly pinching my nipple. He pulled away from my ear, and while keeping close enough to my face that I could feel his warm breath on my skin, grazed my lips with his. I leaned toward him, and his lips met mine. The hand on my butt stayed there while the other slid up to the back of my head and pulled me in tight while his tongue invaded my mouth. Dropping my lollipop on the floor, I raised my arms and locked my hands behind his neck. It was a loud, sloppy, hungry kiss. My knees were buckling and I was going crazy with desire. Without breaking the kiss, he spun us around so he was leaning against the counter. His hands were now on my butt, a cheek in each hand. As he kneeded my butt through my skirt, I began to grind myself against his leg. We broke the kiss and I gasped for air. He asked very quietly, "Have you ever been with a man Tonya?" Still out of breath and hornier than I had ever been before, I answered "Um, well, sort of." "What does 'sort of' mean Tonya?" he inquired in the same whisper. Grinding down hard onto his thigh, I gasped "I play with Derrick." "How do you 'play' with Derrick? What sorts of naughty things have you two done?" I leaned back in to kiss him, but he stopped me and pressed me to answer the question. "He, um, I, well, his dick, I suck on his dick." I moaned. "Does Derrick cum in your mouth?" he asked while still whispering. One of his hands slipped under my skirt and continued to squeeze my bare cheek. The other hand left my butt, slid around my body and slipped under my top. He rolled and pinched my nipples while I ground down hard onto his leg. "Sometimes." I mumbled while glancing down at the huge bulge in his pants. Raising his leg higher, causing me to push down even harder, "Sometimes? Where else does little Derrick cum?" The way he said 'Little Derrick' implied he didn't know who he was, but knew he was a young guy. "Walter! Don't tease me! I'm going crazy here!" I squealed. "Just answer the question Tonya, I'm almost done asking questions." Now staring at his massive bulge, "It's embarrassing." He raised his leg even higher until I was on my tip-toes. "Okay, um, I like it, no wait, he, Derrick likes to cum on my face." Glancing up, I saw a big smile on his face. By this point I was sure my panties were soaked with my juice. "Hmm, does Derrick ever suck on you?" I moaned, "No, he doesn't like that. But he watches me, um, rub myself." Confessing all of these secrets, being dressed up for the first time in someone's presence and grinding on his leg was getting me so close. I felt a thin layer of perspiration on every inch of my skin. If I didn't slow down I was going to make a mess. Both of his hands were back on my butt, under my skirt. "What do you 'rub' Tonya?" "My... My dick." I groaned. With a fatherly tone, he answered, "Tonya, little girls don't have 'dicks'. Little girls have 'clits'." Hearing him speak to me in that tone, call me Tonya and refer to my dick as a 'clit' sent me over the edge. I squealed loudly and shook violently as my 'clit' erupted in my panties. He squeezed my butt tightly and pulled me up his thigh. I was twitching as my orgasm subsided, still loving the feel of his hands on my butt and his leg between mine. Walter leaned in close and kissed me gently. After I had recovered, I slid down off his leg. I felt like a fool. I was so embarrassed. I came in panties! The proof was the wet streak down Walter's jeans. I always had these moments of doubt after I came, I judged what I had done in my horny state and was never pleased with myself. My skirt was pulled up around my waist and a huge wet spot left my panties in an almost transparent state. I tugged the skirt down to cover myself and beat myself up for even coming over here dressed as I was. Walter broke the silence with a cheery voice, "Well, Tonya, I guess we should get cleaned up if we're still going to watch that movie." Motioning toward his pants and my lower body. "Maybe I should just go." I uttered. "Why on earth would you want to go? We were going to watch a movie, remember?" Staring at the floor, I confessed "It's just that I feel so foolish. I mean what I did, and how I look. I stupid." Wrapping his arms around me, he pulled me close and comforted me. I could feel his rigid cock through his jeans, it pressed in hard against my tummy. He told me there was nothing to feel foolish about. He told me I was beautiful just the way I was and how happy he was that I came over dressed up so pretty. After several minutes in his arms, I calmed down and agreed that we should clean ourselves up. We had a brief discussion about my panties and I decided I should run home, clean up, get a fresh pair of panties and I'd be right back. In the meantime he could clean himself up and get the movie ready. On my way to the door, he stopped me, spun me around and kissed me deeply. He then asked, "Promise you'll be right back?" I nodded my head and smiled. Upon entering my house, I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. A moist spot had appeared on my skirt and my top was all wrinkly. Crap! As I slid the sopping wet thong down my legs, my legs got covered in my cum. Crap! I quickly stripped and hopped into the shower. Careful to keep my hair and face dry, I washed myself off as fast as I could. My 'landing strip' was matted down and I was pretty much covered from the waist down. During this process, my thoughts were on Walter and what he had done to me, my 'clit' started to get hard again. Jumping out of the shower I dried myself and dashed to Teri's room. I slipped on a pink silky thong, tucking my semi-hard 'clit' back again. Then to the closet to grab the little summer dress which was my second choice for an outfit earlier that night. The dress was white cotton with a flowery pattern. It was short, higher than mid-thigh. My favorite part of the dress was the spaghetti straps, for some reason I always found them to be extremely feminine. The white pumps topped off the outfit beautifully. Back in the bathroom, I touched up my pigtails and lip gloss. I gave into desire and took the time to apply mascara and a flowery perfume. When everything was perfect, I almost skipped back over to Walters. On my way, I couldn't help but consider that this man was turning me into a horny little tramp! It wasn't a bad thing. He greeted me at the door in denim shorts and a white t-shirt. That same massive bulge was squished into the shorts. I began to feel guilty, he had made me cum and I hadn't done a thing to help him. His muscular arms encircled me as soon as the door was shut. "You look better every time I see you Tonya." Looking up into his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed me. It wasn't as wet or loud as before, but still passionate enough to make my knees weak. As we entered the living room, I saw a big bowl of popcorn and two sodas on the big table in the middle of the room. Walter dimmed the lights then took my hand and led me to the only chair. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap. "Mmmm this is nice." He spoke softly. I purred my response as I cuddled up against him, "Very nice." With me on his lap, I could feel his stiff cock between my cheeks. I wiggled my butt a little, and heard him moan. He reached for the remote and started the movie. He must have chosen a scene before I arrived, on the screen a pretty young girl was on her hands and knees while an older man sat behind her and played with her pussy with his fingers. "Um, Walter, you do know that I'm not old enough to watch nasty movies like this, don't you?" "Shhh, just watch the movie." was his response. I leaned back and rested my head on his shoulder. His hands began to explore my body, they started on my hips and slowly made their way up my sides, across my chest and down to my tummy. They continued their exploration as I watched the movie. The man grabbed a dildo and began slipping it in and out of her dripping wet hole. His free hand was on her butt, rubbing circles around her little brown hole. I could only picture myself in the girls place and Walter as the man. My little 'clit' was rock hard once again. Walters hands drifted down my thighs, past my dress then came back up under the thin material. Feeling his fingers trace lines all over my body took my state of horniness up a notch. I sat up and grabbed my soda, my throat was so dry, I drank most of the glass. It tasted a little funny, but I didn't say anything. I learned later he had crushed up Viagra pills in it. Before I was able to lean back onto him, Walter reached up and slid the spaghetti straps of my dress off my shoulders and down my arms. I quivered with excitement when my dress fell into my lap. Sitting squarely on his lap, I leaned back onto him and his big hands wandered over my hairless flesh finally finding my nipples which he massaged. My eyes couldn't help but focus on the big screen before me, the man had just withdrew the dildo from her pussy and was working it into her butt. Walter's fingers were rhythmically squeezing my nipples when he whispered, "Have you ever done anything like that Tonya?" "Had something in my butt?" I asked. "Yes, have you ever had anything inside you?" My breath was coming is gasps and that thin layer of perspiration had returned as I squeaked, "No." "Little Derrick never put dick in you?" he asked. A moan escaped my lips as one of his hands slid down and began fondling my 'clit' through my panties. My butt started grinding down on Walter's cock, it felt so good. "No, he never did." Knowing more questions would follow, I continued, "He likes my mouth. And.." Left Alone Pulling my thong up tight against my 'clit', he quizzed "And what? Derrick likes your mouth and what?" Way beyond your average level of horniness, I moaned, "He, he is afraid that will make him gay." Softly whispering in my ear, he replied, "Well that's silly isn't it. What is so gay about a man sticking his cock in a girl's pussy?" He ground his cock up against my butt while asking "Would you like to loose your virginity tonight Tonya?" "I... i... i..." was all I could say. The man in the movie had dropped his pants and was frantically fucking the girls butt. She was crying and yelping with each thrust he made. "Do you want my cock in your pussy?" He hooked a finger in either side of my thong and began to slide it down my hips. I raised my legs and allowed him to tug it down past my knees. I wiggled my legs until it fell off. Leaning back, I spread my legs a little. Walter placed a hand on each of my knees and opened further, encouraging me to open as wide as I could. When I stopped, my legs hung over opposite arms of the chair. My dress was pulled up around my waist leaving me completely exposed. Walter grabbed my 'clit' with his thumb and index finger and began to rub it up and down. "Can you feel me against your butt? Now just imagine that in your 'pussy', stretching you wide open, throbbing inside of you, feeling my balls slap against you." The man in the movie had flipped the girl around so her shoulders were on the floor and her butt was in the air. He was standing above her, slamming his big cock in and out of her butt. The pain must have passed because she was squealing with pleasure, although tears still ran down her cheeks. "Yes." I moaned between heavy breaths. "Yes, what Tonya?" Walter asked. "Yes, I want you to take my virginity." I squealed with desire.