Message-ID: <14750eli$9808281549@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {Nishole}JDR"Nichole 1"( MF M+F nc oral rape best part )[1/4] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to . Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6ru7ur$6fk$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. 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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== Start Disclaimer This is a work of fiction sexually explicit in nature. All characters are fictional. This work is copyrighted 1996 not to be sold or altered in any manner but may be archived and reposted Nichole A book about a woman losing her virginity and then being blackmailed. Along the way a lot of bad things happen to her. 7 chapters have been written so far. Chapter 1 just went through spell and grammer checks. Mentally, I've expanded on many of these chapters and have some new ones as well, but typing is so slow.. I'll get them out as I can. You've been warned End Disclaimer ===================== NICHOLE Nishole nishole@aol.com Chapter 1: Nichole couldn't believe what had happened to her. A month ago she had been a top notch sales assistant for her company, but she was so good that today was her last day and tomorrow she'll be at the unemployment office. She had been with the company only a couple of years as a sales assistant, mostly a personal secretary for a half of a dozen sales people or so. Most sales assistants only had two, or at most three, sales people that they worked with, but Nicki was very good. She was so excited when she received her promotion from sales assistant to sales person. However, being the newest sales person also meant that when the company down-sized the sales staff, her position was the first to go. She was depressed. She had been in the new position two weeks, had just closed her first new sale, when she got the pink slip. Only it wasn't pink. It was electronic. An office memo, e-mailed to her, with a signed paper copy also sent through inter-office mail. Some at the office had suggested that she try to get her old position of sales-assistant back but Nichole just couldn't bring herself to do that. She worked hard to get out of that position. She also wasn't willing to accept the loss of pay that would come with the demotion. When people would say, "Some pay is better than no pay," she would respond that she will be getting unemployment and they will help her get a sales position somewhere. So at 5 o'clock Friday afternoon she walked out the door bidding her final good-byes to the people she had been closest to and headed for home, fighting back the tears. She decided rather than take the bus to her train, that she would walk to the station, the cold air might do her some good she reasoned. Instead, the more she walked the more mad and upset she got. She hadn't gotten halfway to the station when she almost walked right into this man. She saw him at the last moment and stopped short and stood there waiting for him to make a move so they could pass. After a moment when he didn't move she took a step to her left, just then he took a step to his right, still blocking her path. Then she took a step to her right and he matched that with a step to his left. Again she went right and he went left. And again. By this time the man was having a ball and finally said, "Shall we dance, my dear?" "No we most certainly will not dance, you oaf, get out of my way!" She snapped back, striking at him with her right arm. He caught the arm against his body on her second hit. "Hey! wait a minute! Why are you hitting me?" Then noticing that she was crying he asked, "Why are you crying? Is everything all right? What's wrong?" "No, everything is not all right! I'm just the best damn sales assistant in the whole damn city. I so damned good, that I just lost my fucking job." She started crying in full force now. She leaned up against him. Since he already had one of her arms around her, it was easy for him to take her in a full embrace and start to comfort her. While he was comforting her he started feeling her ass through her skirt and, liking the softness and the firmness that he felt, a plan started to form in his mind. "Everything will be okay. You'll get another job, a better one." It only took him a few minutes to persuade her to have dinner with him. He brought her to a nearby place where he knew most of the staff. Once they were seated, she excused herself to go freshen up her make-up, which was a mess all over her face. He quickly got his waiter's attention and slipping him a twenty outlined his plan. The waiter was to wait until she returned, then bring a bottle of wine over to the table. When he opened the wine he would "mistakenly" slip and pour it all over her, especially on her blouse under her jacket. Then, very apologetic of course, the waiter would announce that the meal would be on the house, and would ask her if she could give him her blouse and he would have it cleaned. Her jacket would cover her (from the front at least) and he would look for a safety pin or something to help keep it closed. Of course he would not find one. The waiter further suggested that one of the video surveillance cameras could focus in on her. The tape should prove at least amusing, and potentially useful. After a while Nichole returned to the table, all made up and really looking very nice. While she was walking back, he got his first real chance to get a look at his impromptu date. She was about five foot seven or eight inches tall, slim with nice round hips and a slim waist. Her tits, while not huge by any means were quite ample and firm. Her suit that she was wearing was a dark blue skirt that ended mid- thigh with a matching two button jacket whose lapels met just below her sternum. Under the jacket she wore a shell, a plain white blouse for modesty's sake. When she sat down, she seemed really nervous. She said, "I do-don't mean to be ungrateful or anything. This is really ni-nice your taking me out and a-all, But we don't even know each other. I mean, I don't even know your name." "You're right, lets fix that, I'm David Talbot, but please call me Dave. I work in real estate, sales and management, and you are?" "I'm Nichole Dalton, I'm a, I was a sales representative for Med- Scape. Please call me Nicki." "Okay, Nicki, I will. I took the liberty of ordering us some wine while you were freshening up. A California burgundy." Just then the waiter came with the wine. He opened the cork, Dave sniffed and approved, the waiter poured him a taste, again Dave approved. Then the waiter started to pour Nicki's glass. As he was pouring, a bus boy tried to squeeze past him but instead bumped the him. The waiter went sprawling over the table, and wine poured all over Nicki. After a few seconds, after she was fully drenched with the red staining liquid, the waiter "got himself under control" and was able to stop the flow. But the results were effective. The stains were everywhere, but it was especially bad on her white blouse. The dark blue of her suit help to hide the wine there. Now was the time for the acting to truly begin. But Nichole made it easy, being satisfied with a replacement for the garments, including the suit and the complimentary dinner. Before she went to the bathroom again to remove her blouse while the bus boy went in search of a safety pin, she ordered a magnum of the best champagne in the house. When she returned from the bathroom, Nichole was carrying not only her blouse, but her bra as well. She turned to the waiter and said, "The bra will need to be replaced also, size 34-C." She then leaned over the table, giving Dave a wonderful view of those 34-C tits, to get a pen and paper from her purse. "Here's my address," she said while writing, "have the replacements delivered before noon tomorrow." She sat down quickly, turned to Dave kissed him once on the cheek and said, "Now that dinner's on the house, I don't feel so bad about letting you take me out to dinner." Nichole decided to spoil herself rotten. She ordered the most expensive meal on the menu, steak and lobster, even though she knew she couldn't finish it all. "Just to get back at that stupid fucking waiter, I hope they take it all out of his salary." Inside Dave was fuming, he vowed to make the bitch pay for every last fucking penny, and he knew just the payment. But on the outside, Dave was all smiles, slowly he got Nichole drunker and drunker, until by the end of the night she could barely stand. Dave even managed to get the bill put on her credit card. A rain storm had come up while they were eating so Dave put his long coat around both of them and with his arm around her, walked her to his place. While they were walking, Dave, using his arm that was around her lifted up her jacket so he had an unimpeded view of her tit. The cold damp air made the nipple stand firm and Dave imagined what would come next. His place was only a couple of blocks away, and they quickly arrived. Nichole was too drunk to really put up much resistance to Dave's assurances that, "It would be all right," and "She needed sleep," and "It was "much too late" and she was "much too drunk" to be going home alone now. Once inside he hung up his coat and had her sit on the couch. He sat next to her and put on the TV. It was set to a cable movie that, while not hard-core, was definitely for adults only with lots of nudity and sex. While they watched and tried to figure out the plot, Dave put his arm around her. She snuggled a little closer and he was able to put his hand inside her jacket and onto her tit. His fingers started to play with her nipple. At this she turned with a start and faced him. She was sitting so closed that he just leaned over and kissed her full on the lips, when she gasped with surprise, he inserted his tongue. At first she started to struggle, but her strength was no match for his, but then she stopped struggling and kissed him back with full strength. Seeing that she had stopped fighting him and was now giving herself to him he stopped trying to hold her and he unbuttoned and removed her jacket. With her chest fully exposed, he took a little trip south with his lips. He slowly kissed her down her neck and over to her left breast. When he got there he first sucked on the nipple then he circled it with his tongue a few times. When he took it in his teeth and started to nibble lightly on it she cried out. "Oh don't stop! That's wonderful! No one has ever done that to me before!" Dave was puzzled. He didn't know what she meant. He wondered if she meant no one ever her made her feel like that before, or did no one ever even suck her tit before. But he wasn't going to stop just yet, he left her left tit and went to the right one and gave it the same treatment the left one had had a minute before. When he came up for air she held him real tight and said. "Wow, no one's ever done that before. I never knew what I was missing." "No one's ever done what, made you come by licking your tits before?" "No one's even licked my -- my tits before." "Really?" "Really." "So this is an occasion of sorts for you, you need souvenirs." "Souvenirs?" Nicki wasn't sure she understood. "Yeah pictures, like when you go some where or do something for the first time. So you can remember it." "Kinda like babies first steps." "Exactly! Let me get my camera." Dave was ecstatic. He was hoping to get some nude pictures of her after she went to sleep to blackmail her with, but live action, with her consent, in the act photographs would be a killer. And especially since she was still a virgin, she must have some reputation to protect. He got his camera and quickly loaded it with high- speed, low-light film. "Give me a big smile." She did. Click. "Okay, Nicki, why don't we just do a whole shoot, we'll use up the film and have some fun." When she didn't look convinced, he walked over to her and gave her a hug and a kiss and said softly. "Com' on, it'll be fun for both of us and it'll make me very happy." "I dunno, Dave" "It's easy, here's what you do. Climb on the couch. Kneel down. Smile." Click. "Okay, lean forward. More. More. Smile." Click. "Okay, go down a little more, put your hands down on the couch, pick your butt up in the air, rock forward." Click. "See this is easy." "I feel easy today." She replied in a very husky voice. "Let's try some two person shots. Let me get closer. Slowly, undo my belt buckle. That's a girl. First feed the belt back through the loop." Click. "Unclasp it." Click. Pull the belt all the way out." Click. "Keep pulling." Click. "Put the belt around your neck and through the loop." Click. Click. "Not too tight. Okay put your face close to my prick." Click. "Smile." Click. "Okay, on three, slowly pull down my shorts. When you see my dick come out smile with a big wide open mouth smile. And when my shorts are all the way down give it a big kiss." "I-I can't do that." "Sure you can, it's easy. Just like a lollipop when you were a little girl. Ready?" She nodded. "One, two and three." Click. "There you go, slowly." Click. "Big smile now." Click. "Open, open your mouth." Click. "Okay, now kiss it." Click. "Kiss it." Click. "Again, use your tongue this time." Click. "Now, like a lollipop, lick it." Click. "Look up at the camera and smile." Click. "Good girl, just a couple of more times." His first shot of come came out without any warning. He deliberately didn't give her any because he didn't want to scare her off. The blowjob wasn't especially good, but the anticipation of what the pictures would allow to happen was more than enough to compensate. His first cum shot got her right on the check, right below the eye. He caught it perfectly with the camera. The surprise of that caused her to pull back and he got the next two also on her face. The third went right into her still open mouth. He got that one on film also. After that he started coming all over her chest. He had a lot of come to shoot and she was quickly drenched with his sticky white stuff. "Now lick it up." He commanded. "What? NO!" She backed away, revolted. He grabbed the end of the belt that was around her neck and pulled her to him, her face to his groin, his prick against her cheek. The belt tightened so much that she literally could not breathe. Her hands went to her neck to try to pull the belt away from her skin but to no avail, panic stricken she looked up at him. She didn't know what was happening or what to do. A moment ago she and Dave were having some fun and all of a sudden he had become a monster. She was sure he was going to rape her now. She didn't want to lose her cherry this way. She started to think that maybe if she was willing to do for him whatever he wanted, he wouldn't hurt her, wouldn't force her. She looked at his shrinking cock and took it in her hands, bent her head down and started to lick it. As she did so Dave relaxed his hold on the belt so she could breathe again. While she was licking and cleaning him, Dave started to stroke her hair. "I'm sorry, Nicki." He cooed. "I don't know what came over me there for a minute. Let's take this belt off you." He leaned down and unfastened the belt and through it over to the couch. Nicki felt relieved. She really thought Dave was going to rape her, but now she knew that he had just gotten excited. After removing the belt he lifted her up so she was standing facing him and he embraced her fully. Her tits pressed flat against his chest, His soft cock against her skirt between her legs. "I'm so sorry, that will never happen again." Nicki knew that for sure. This was going to be the last night, the last time he was going to see her. He led her over to the couch where they sat down. A new movie was coming on so they started to watch it. It was about a night watchman who starts sleeping with the wife of the house, the her husband gets killed in the living room while he's in bed with her. Turns out the wife's lover killed her husband, and she was sleeping with the watchman just so they could frame him for the murder. They both figured out the plot very early and spent most of the movie mocking the characters, especially during the bedroom scenes. The movie didn't end until almost 1 am so Nicki decided that spending the night at Dave's was a lot safer than facing the city streets alone at that time of the night Dave turned off the TV and the lights. The room was pretty dark, the only light coming from the bathroom down the hall, whose light was left on. "Well what did you think of the movie?" He asked her, not ready to go to sleep just yet. "What did I think, let me think. Well, the plot was paper thin, the acting lacked, the writing was trite, but the location was good and it was damn sexy." "But did you like it?" "Yeah, it was fun. Good for a laugh. But I think it was the company that made it bearable." "Thank you my thoughts exactly, so all three of us liked it." "Three of us?" "Yeah three of us, you me and my prick. It was standing practically the whole time to get a better view." She looked down at his crotch she could barely see the outline of his cock in the dim light. "He doesn't seem to realize that it's over yet. He still standing tall." She reached down and started to gently stroke him with her hands. "I think he's jealous, he wants some of the action he was seeing." Nicki was horny. She didn't know that that was what she was feeling, for she had never felt this way before; but she was horny. She bit her lip as she started to think. Dave had been such a gentleman except for that one moment, and he apologized for that. Maybe this would be a good time. "Nicki, Nicki, you in there? Whatcha thinking about hon?" "I'm think about you, and you big fellow here," she continued to stroke him, "and maybe I can help him with his problem. I've never done this before, be gentle with me." "I'll very gentle with you tonight. Thank you." He couldn't believe his luck, before she changed her he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Nicki was nervous. She was grateful that she was on the pill to lessen her P.M.S. In his arms she whispered that to him as he carried her. But she was still nervous. The first time was supposed to hurt, and it wasn't supposed to be any good either. Well, at least she would get it over with. He laid her down on the bed and went over to the closet to hang up his shirt. He also turned on the video camera aimed at the bed, but Nicki didn't know that. He always kept the camera loaded and plugged in, focused and aimed at the bed. He came to the bed, nude and crawled up on top of her. He kissed her and placed his hands on her tits and played with her nipples again. When he brought his lips to her nipples again she started to cry out with pleasure. He reached under her and unfastened her skirt, lifting her hip he pulled it down and off of her. He looked down and was very surprised to find her in stockings and garters instead of pantyhose. Pleased, he removed her panties, but left her stockings on. Noticing that his cock had softened up a little bit he said to Nicki, "Better take him in your mouth, you'll lubricate him up so it will hurt less. Make your mouth into a circle, lean forward. Take it in your mouth and stop when you start to gag. Take a breath and take a little more in. Okay a little back and forth here." This was mostly for the camera anyway, just to get some of this on tape. After a couple of minutes he pulled out. "Good, this will still hurt a little bit, but I'll be gentle." He spread her legs wide so that her cunt faced the camera and mounted from a high angle, again the camera in mind. Then putting his hands on her tits so that she bore his full weight, he wasn't actually trying to be gentle at all, he boldly went where no man had gone before, Nichole's pussy. He went slowly until he found her hymen, then pulled back and with a single thrust drove himself to the balls. Nicki screamed in pain and he started to pump her in earnest. When it came time for him to actually come, he again pulled out and straddled her from way on high so that the camera had a good view of her through his legs. He shot all over her body getting as much on her face and tits as he could. When he was done, he sat back and pulled her up to a sitting position. He also held her hands so she couldn't wipe herself and let the camera get a good view of her. "I'm sorry that hurt so much." He lied to her, "For some people it just does. Next time will be better." "If it feels like that, there won't be a next time." She panted, "But if everyone keeps on doing it, it can't be that bad. But I'm really sore now." "It's time to get some sleep. Lay down, I'll wake you in the morning." ===================== NICHOLE Nishole Chapter 1 -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----