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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== Begin 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 End Disclaimer ===================== NICHOLE Nishole nishole@aol.com Chapter 4: It was about one in the afternoon when it came inside. Princess, the neighbor's male cat with a female name because the kids thought it was cute, had escaped again and this came he came right in Nichole's wide open door. After walking around, looking for milk he finally found Nichole. He jumped up on to the arm of the sofa and started sniffing her face. He noticed that something smelled different on her cheek where the cum was and he licked it. Not liking the dry and salty taste, he walked down her body to her torso. He smelled more salty cum on her tits and wasn't interested but he also had a whiff of a different scent. He was so light that Nichole hardly stirred as he walked down to her pussy fur. He felt her fur on his whiskers and liked that, and the new sent was stronger here. He continued down a little more and reached Nichole's cunt, the source of his aromatic pleasure. He bent and took a lick. Liking this much better he took another and another. When a low moan came from Nichole's mouth, he stopped and looked at her.It startled him and he was looking to see if this was a time to fight or flee. It was neither. Princess waited, tensed, and then went back to his treat. Neither Princess, more Nichole realized that his tongue was licking her clit with almost every stroke and that with every lick the pussy was bringing Nichole closer and closer to her very first orgasm. "Princess," came a faint call from out side as his teenage owner was looking for him. "Princess, where are you? You nasty boy." "Meow" answered Princess before he went back to his treat."Meow" again, louder this time. "Princess, are you in here?" The boy called from the open doorway, "hello inside, anybody home?" He knocked gently on the door frame, and not hearing any response other than princess' meow he ventured through the open door. "Princess" he whispered walking down the hallway. When he got to the opening for the living room he looked in. Then he saw Princess. Then he saw Nichole. What he saw was his first naked lady whose pussy was being licked by his cat. His fifteen year old bone suddenly got rock hard as he looked at her. Her head was propped up by pillows in the corner of the couch between the back and the far arm. With her butt on the seat of the couch her right foot was up on the back of the couch and her left was on the floor. She was moaning louder and louder with each lick. He was very glad he had his camera with him, he had been taking pictures of Princess for his little sister, when the cat ran away, and he took it out. He snapped a couple of full length shots of Nichole then a couple of close ups of her tits, face and especially her pussy being licked by his pussy. Eventually the flash or the camera noise woke Nichole up and Princess jumped off the couch and into his master's hands. Nichole was waking up slowly, but was awake before he and Princess could leave. "Stop!" she cried out. "What are you doing in my house?" "You left the door wide open and my cat came in here, I came looking for him. I found him, I got him and now I'm leaving." As he turned to leave, Nichole saw the camera on his hip. "You bastard!" she exclaimed and got up and ran after him. He couldn't run very fast carrying Princess and trying to keep the camera from bouncing on his hip so she was able to catch up with him as he was about to get out of the house. She tackled him in her doorway, knocking him to the ground. As he fell Princess jumped out of his arms and ran away and the camera his the floor, breaking the lens. She straddled him on the floor and grabbed the camera opened it up to expose all the film. That being done she relaxed. However, he was pissed. He didn't like getting knocked to the ground, but he figured he deserved that, but she broke his camera. That camera was his future. A present from his grandfather, it was the means to his photo- journalism career. He stood up, throwing her of him, and slammed the door. "You are going to be sorry you did that, you whore, very sorry you broke my camera." She was sitting on the floor, backing away from him when he slapped her full across the face. "Did you like Princess licking you pussy? Did you? Let's see if you like my cock as much you liked my pussy." He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom where he through her onto the bed. As she began to get up he pulled his hand back to slap her again and she sunk back on to the bed. "No!, Please don't hit me. Don't do this" "Shut up, you whore." He took off his pants and shorts and mounted her. Her pussy was still wet from the licking Princess gave her so he went in easily. "Shit, you're tight." He exclaimed and began to pump her with earnest. Nichole just laid back motionless until he was finished. He didn't take very long to dump his cum inside her. "Clean me off" he told her. He hadn't meant with her mouth, but after her experiences last night that is exactly what Nichole thought he meant so she turned around on the bed and started to lick his shaft clean, swallowing his cum and her juices that were on his shaft. He was very surprised and quickly was aroused again. "Please leave me now" she whispered when he was clean. "No, finish what you started here," he said indicting the blow job. Sighing, she returned her mouth to his cock and balls and brought him off. She was very glad that he was responding and that she wouldn't need to talk to him to get him off. When he shot he held her face buried against him so she couldn't even breathe as he deposited his second load down her throat. Then he got off her put his pants back on and left. This time Nichole made sure the door was closed. Chapter 5 That evening Nichole thought about not going, not meeting Dave; but the thought of her mother and everyone back home seeing those pictures convinced her to go through with it. She only hoped he grew tired of her quickly. She looked through the items he gave her to wear. A pair of black stockings; black, crotchless panties that had a ring of rhinestones around the hole; a garter belt; a short, black mini-skirt, but a loose one with pleats, not the tight hip huggers; a simple, sheer white silk tank top and a buttonless black jacket. And of course the bra she was told not to wear. As the appointed time approached, she got in her car and drove to the bar. She decided to park about a block away so that her car would be handy but Dave wouldn't know that. As she entered the bar she saw the sign and wondered what Saturday: "Amateur Night" meant. She had arrived early so she took a seat where she could see the door. After she was seated a waitress came by for her drink order. She absentmindedly ordered her margarita before she even looked at the topless waitress. With a really short black, pleated skirt, black fishnet stocking and a money belt. While she was waiting Nichole brushed off four or five guys who tried to hit on her. When the waitress brought back her drink she said. "Your boyfriend is waiting for you in the back, on the left." Nervous, Nichole took a big sip of her drink then picked it up and walked to the back. She tried to ignore the stares and whistles as the crowd parted its ways for her. She couldn't help but notice the crowd was almost all men but their reaction toward her let her know this wasn't a gay bar. She saw Dave smiling as she approached the table. When she got there she reached for the empty chair, but he reached under the table with his legs and pulled it in. "Not yet Nichole." he said. "First I want to know that you are wearing everything I told you to, and nothing more." "I am." she answered weekly. "Yes, but I want to know. Flip up the front of you skirt so I can see." "What?!" "Flip up your skirt, I want to see the panties and the garter." "I don't believe this." "Or don't" He said, "See if I care, I'll just mail out those envelopes." Reminded of why she was here, she held up the front of her skirt so he could see. This caused all the men behind him to give out a cheer as they saw her jewel encrusted pussy. After he had seen enough Dave said, "Thank you, you can sit down now." When she had seated, she took another big swallow of her drink. "Here, take a look at these." He handed her a large, fat envelope. With trembling fingers, she slowly opened the envelope. There were several pictures within. The pictures of her posing for Dave. The pictures of her sucking his cock. The cum shooting in her mouth, her cleaning him off with her tongue. There were a couple of pictures of her in the restaurant. Her tits plainly visible as she talked and ate dinner in an obvious public place. There were also some tapes, a video and an audio tape. She was afraid to ask what was on these. But as she picked them up Dave explained to her that the video was from when they fucked and the audio is from when she blew the messenger. Stunned she asked, "What do you want?" "Very simply," he replied, "your obedience. You do what I say, when I say it, and we're fine, tick me off, and I mail these. Take a look at these addresses." He handed her a list of addresses. It included her whole life, past and present from her high school sweetheart who dumped her after the prom when she wouldn't sleep with him, wouldn't even let him touch her tits through her clothing, to her ministers, in her home town and locally, her parents, and all of her past professional jobs, her references and more. "If you do as I say, I will promise to not let you be hurt in anything I have you do. Do you understand?" "Don't I get one of each of these each time I do what you want or something?" she asked. "No." He said rather straightforwardly. "Then when does this end?" "It doesn't, or maybe I guess when I get tired of you or something." Seeing her frown, he added, "No deal? I should just mail these now then and get it over with, yes?" "No!" She said, "No, don't do that. We got a deal." "Good, you're the opening act and you're on in five minutes." "What? What act? I don't have an act." "It's amateur night, and your striptease is the opening number." "My what?" When he saw him frown she thought better of it. "Okay, what do I do?" "Give the deejay this tape, tell him its your music for the first number tonight. It's the normal bump and grind. Take off your clothes, your jacket, blouse and skirt, you can leave the rest of it on. Do it slowly. Make it interesting, you've got four and half minutes to kill, if your nude after 30 seconds, they'll be bored and you'll get booed off the stage. If you win, you can keep the hundred bucks prize money." She took the tape and gave it to the deejay. When she filled out the disclaimer/entry form she signed her name "Marsha Smith" A few minutes later the Emcee walked up to the microphone and welcomed everyone to amateur night, "And without further ado, our first act, from across town is Nichole." Nichole turned bright crimson red. But she walked on stage to the applause of the crowd. She had thought about her routine while she was waiting and started with her back to the audience. She gave the sign to the deejay and the music started "Dah dah dun, Dah dah dun...." As soon as the music started and was recognized the crowd started hooting and hollering. She started pointing her right foot out straight ahead of her and back in time with the music so that her calf muscles were draw tight, give everyone the best view of her leg, After doing that a couple of times she switch to her left so the people on the other side would get the same view. Then very slowly she took the right lapel of her jacket in her right hand and pulled it out to her right side, then did the same with her left, so that from the rear you couldn't tell if there was anything covering her chest, but you knew her jacket wasn't. Somebody yelled out "Take it off!" She did. First she shrugged her right shoulder so that the jacket slipped off then the left. then arching her back backward, she slowly lowered the jacket down so that she was only holding it by the cuffs. The she let go with her left hand and swung the jacket off and around so that she was holding it in her right hand only. During the swing she also turned to face her appreciative audience. stepping to the front of the stage she threw the jacket into the crowd. Now she spread her legs wide and leaned forward onto her hands. The men in the front row were able to look down her tank top and see the cleavage gravity caused on her braless tits. She fell to the ground and rolled back up to where she was facing away from the audience again and leaned forward to her hands again. This was giving a few men a view between her legs and up her top. Then she stood with he hands across her body as if she were hugging herself and her fingers curled under the hem of her tank top. She slowly started to lift it up. once the men saw what she was doing, they began to chant "Take it off. Take it off" She did not disappoint them. Once she had her top past her nipples, she removed the entire thing in one quick motion, throwing it behind her into the crowd. Then she again leaned forward so the men could see her tits through her legs. The cheers in the club were so loud she couldn't even hear the music coming from the speakers. She quickly stood up straight and turned around. Again giving herself a hug, using her arms to press her tits close together. Only the clubs bouncer standing by the stage kept some of the men from charging up there to grab those tits. after parading around the stage for a while she glanced at the clock and saw she only had about a minute left if the song was a full four and a half minutes long, so she turned around again and with her back to the audience she once again leaned forward this time she used one hand to lift her skirt up so her panties would be plainly visible to all. Then she unfastened her skirt and lifted it all the way over the top of her head, tossing it to the back of the stage. Then as the coda began to end the song she rolled head over heals backwards. twisting so she ended sitting on the edge of the stage with her legs spread wide and reaching over the end. This caused quite a stir as the whole of the audience, especially the first few rows were able to see her bare cunt, surrounded by a circle of rhinestones. The emcee walked on stage while the audience gave her a standing ovation. He offered his hand to Nichole and lifted her to her feet. Then he gave her back her skirt which he recovered from the back of the stage. Giving her a kiss he ushered her off the stage. It wasn't until she was off stage and putting her skirt on that the crowd began to quiet down. The emcee asked the judges for her scores. For originality she got a ten, a ten and a ten, perfect score. Again ten, ten, and ten for presentation. For Lipsynch she got a zero, a zero and a ten. The judge who gave her a ten said, "She didn't get any words wrong." The next karaoke piece was a guy, Ted doing Billy Joel's "Just the way you are." About fifteen seconds into the act someone started a chant of "Take it off! Take it off!" To which someone responded "Please don't! Please don't!" ===================== NICHOLE Nishole -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----