Message-ID: <8449eli$9802141651@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: stormfast@aol.com (StormFast) Subject: TAKING TARA (M/f, Semi-Cons, Preg, Skater, Twist) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d 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: <19980214031100.WAA28395@ladder03.news.aol.com> TAKING TARA (M/f, Semi-Cons, Skater, Preg, Twist) by StormFast WARNING: This story is fiction. The characters are fictional and coincidental. Do not read this story if you are less than 21 years of age or are offended by stories of a sexual nature. This story may not be be sold for profit. All rights are reserved by the author. CHAPTER 1: THE CAPTURE OF TARA I had been watching Tara practicing at the national ice rink for 3 weeks now. I had stolen a key from an unlocked maintenance truck and used it to get access into the building through the maintenance room. After searching the office, I found a pass key and returned the first key to the truck undetected. I now had a view of the ice from the dark ceiling. Fortunately, I was a defensive end (5'11, 195) in high school and was able to safely climb my way up each day. This was child's play compared to some of the monsters on the football field. I had a crush on Tara the world class figure skater since she started nationals 2 years ago. Her 90 pound, 4'10", lithe body could do Triple Loop Combos without equal. I dreamed of her athletic coltish legs wrapped around my waist as she screamed for me to fuck her harder. Alas, I knew that would never be. An ugly engineering student was not part of her world. FORCE would have to be my means of seduction. I knew that every Saturday night she liked to skate after all the others had left 6 PM. Her chance to gather her thoughts without coaches, fellow skaters, the media, etc. being around. At 10 PM, she would bag it up and head to her dorm. I wanted her as mine..forever. I slipped down from my perch and headed for the ice. I walked up to the low wall surrounding the ice wearing a stolen maintenance uniform. I motioned to her and said, "Miss Luzinski, could I speak to you for a moment?" She seemed irritated that her solitude was interrupted but she skated towards me anyway. I took in the sight as she approached. Tara's red hair was tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt, a white pleated skirt that hung just below her well shaped butt. Fleash colored hose and white skates completed the ensemble. "Yes, what is it?" "My name is Harry and I want to fuck you pregnant." Tara's eyes grew big and she was clearly shocked, knowing now what was about to happen. She opened her mouth to scream but never got the chance as I slapped her twice. I grabbed her by her hair and arm and pulled her over the wall. I pulled her back into me and put one arm around her throat and my other arm across her small breasts. "Look babe. I have a gun and a knife. If you dont do as you are told, I will hurt you real bad or even kill you. Do you understand, Tara?" "Y-ye-yeesss..please, dont hurt me. My family has mon.." "Shut up, I dont want money. I want you." Her face shows fear. Good. I can tell she thinks that I'm just here to cop a few feels. Or that help will arrive soon. She nods her head and surrenders. Of course, she is wrong on both counts. Ten minutes later we were in the press studio where the interviews and shit took place. Tara sat on the chair onstage while I manned the video camera. I told her what to say and do under penalty of pain. She smiled weakly as she said: "Hi, I'm Tara. Your country's best skater. I'm also a slut for my man. Let me show you how much of a slut I am." Tara proceeded to unlace her skates and take them off. I had a sudden urge to rush forward to nibble and lick her small, dainty toes and feet. But I held on, my cock growing fast. She stood up and pulled off her sweatshirt. Her 32A breasts were encased in a white lacy bra. She reached behind and removed her bra leeting it drop to the floor. She put her hands under her small breasts, stifled a sob, and said, "Please lick my tits, master." She then reached to her back and unzipped her skirt, slowly lowering it to the floor. Now she was clad in only her white bloomers and pantyhose. She paused, her eyes pleading with me to let her stop. I gave her an angry stare and she continued to strip. Tears rolled down her face as slowly pushed down her white bloomers and pantyhose simultaneously. She looked up and stepped out of the puddle of clothes. She sat in the chair, hooking her legs over the arms. Tara began to move her hands to her pussy but stopped. "Come on Tara Baby. Massage that pussy. Get it wet and ready for me." Tara's View: I am a young virgin skater who has never known a man or boy, never been kissed or made love to. My commitment to skating pushed dating and sexual desires out of my mind. He patiently shows me how he wants me to masturbate, since I've never done this before. The domination that this fat monster is forcing upon me is now releasing my repressed sexuality. I could feel raging sexual feelings in my crotch, my pussy moistening rapidly. I am shocked at the speed that I move my hands to my crotch. I insert first one, then two fingers into my vagina and begin to massage it. I add another finger to rub my clit. My head falls back and moans escaped my lips. Yet, I do this knowing that this beast is videotaping me as I do nasty things to myself. I feel sooo embarassed, but I can't help it...I need to come. Now, I get to experience what my friends, who go to regular school instead of an old boring tutor, have told me about. This is nasty but it feels good. Ya know? I could tell that Tara Luzinski felt like her mind was leaving her body. She despised what I was forcing her to do as her young, virginal body writhed shook and reached an explosion of passion. She screamed, "OOOO..I'm cuumming...OH YESSSSSSSS..." Her love juices spilled from vagina, her body went rigid, and she blacked out from the overwhelming force of her orgasm. Tara Luzinski, the youngest champion skater in world history, had passed out from her first orgasm. I gently carried her warm, wet body to the ice. It was time for the next phase. CHAPTER 2: LOSING HER VIRGINITY...ON ICE Tara's View: I slowly begin to awake with a warm tingly feeling in my crotch. My eyes are closed still and I enjoy the flood of electricity flowing from my pussy to the rest of my body. PUSSY?! Wait, something is wrong! I force my eyes open. I am lying on a white blank. I force my head up. There is a large man with his face in my crotch! I now know that its his tongue that is causing me to flop around and moan. That tongue is nasty...but oh it is so nice. Even though I am on ice, my body feels hot and sweaty. Oh gosh, I'm moving my hips, trying push my pussy into this ugly fat guy's mouth. My hands move to his head, pulling tighter agaisnst my pussy. My heart is beating out of control, I feel like a flood of water is on my thighs and crotch, and my muscles are locking up. I'm about to cum. OH THIS IS WONDERFUL! I WANT IT TO NE- HUH? He stopped! I raise my head to find out what happened. He's on his knees, staring down at me. What????? I look down at her. Her face is wild...and desparate. She scoots her body towards me while raising her hips. I shake my head no. She needs release. But I wont give it to her. I must break her self-esteem, pride, confidence. Then she will be mine. "Tara babe, if you want to cum, you gotta beg. You must beg me to fuck you." She gets angry, her face turning red. "Got to hell you bastard!" I smile and wait a few minutes. Then I eat her again, bring her to the brink without final release. After each muff dive, I tell her to beg me. Finally after the 4th time, she gives in. "P-pleease..I need it." "What Tara? Say it." "Yuh know... with your thing." "No, Tara. Say it like this: Please master, fuck my virgin world class skater pussy." "I..well..oh..Pleeease master, fuck my virgin world class skater pussy." "Sure thing babe. But first, say you love me, with all your heart." "NO..I won't...please...with your thingie...oh okay...I LOVE YOU MASTER WITH ALL MY HEART..PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!" "Your wish is my command, babe." She is embarassed by her begging and turns her head to the side. She at first does not notice it. I move the head of my meat near her face. Tara then notices the videocam with its redlight blinking. Shocked, she knows that EVERYTHING ON THE ICE HAS BEEN TAPED. Tara's red face turns towards me and it becomes a hundred times more shocked. She sees my HUGE VIRGINSLAYER, 8" long and almost 3" wide. "NOOOOO...DONT DO IT..STOP PLEASE..OH MY GOSH.. ITS TOO BIG.. YOU'LL KILL MEEEEEEEE!" Her screams rings in my ears as I shove my K-Y slicked cock into her well lubed but tiny pussy. It is a tight fit but I apply steady pressure. My Slayer is stopped briefly by her hymen but I burst through anyway. She screams, yells, and sobs. She beats on my arms and chest with her tiny fists. Her tight pussy actually causes me a little pain. I ignore all of this and keep on humping. I move my lips to her chests and suck on her tiny breasts and nipples. They grow hard fast as my lips, teeth, and tongue goes to work. I am now in rhythm, fucking her in a slow, deep penetration. She is sooooo tight, I feel like I'm in one of my own erotic dreams. I feel my cock helmet smashes against her cervix. I even feel her cervix open to the battering ram that is mine. Her eyes go from shocked to angry to pain-filled to finally that of ecstasy and astonishment. I feel her coltish legs wrap around my waist, loosely unsure at first but locked tightly after a few more humps. Her arms and hands grab me around my neck. Moans and sobs come from her lovely mouth. I can't hold on any longer after 10 minutes. My manjuice erupts like a tidal wave. She is a moment away from coming too. Then it finally dawns on her.... "NO DONT..UGH..I'LL GET..UGH..PREGNANT..UGH..NOOOOOOO!" Then it hits her so hard she cant breath. "OH GOSH..UGH..I'M CUUUUMMMIIIINNG!" I collapse on top of her and we both lay there a long time. CHAPTER 3: HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS She sat on my lap, humping up and down on my big pole, as we watched the videotape that I shot that night. It was all so easy. I only had to release the woman in her and she became mine. My hands were on her little girl breasts, my fingers squeezing her hard nips. She was leaning against my chest and I smelled her sweet red hair. There was no resistance, only a desire to experience more of her sexuality. I spurted into her once again as she came again. It was getting late and young Miss Tara would be missed if she wasn't in bed by curfew. I put my left hand in her long, red hair and pulled her head around. I stared into her eyes as I slipped two fingers into her soaking twat. I banged her with my digits, I explained to her how our new relationship. She was listening, but her eyes became more unfocused as my fingers continued to work their magic touch. "Now Tara, just to be sure you understand me, I'm going to spank your world skating champion ass." I quickly turn her face down on my lap as she begs me not to spank her. She hurriedly says she is a good girl and that her parents never spanked her before. I explain to her that the purpose of the spanking is to make sure she obeys without hesitation in the future. The blackmail with the tapes is to ensure she came back to me when called. I blister her butt with my hand 2 dozen times, pausing to massage her butt every five licks. After about a dozen swats, the little slut's cries turn to whimpers and moans. Tara is trying to rub her pussy against my leg! Of course this gets me all worked up and I throw her to the carpet, raise her up on all fours, and quickly shove my salami into her flooded, ice princess pussy. Needless to say, this puts me behind schedule. EPILOGUE: I saw Tara bend over to receive her Gold Medal. She was the youngest skater to ever win a gold medal in the Olympics. She set another record: The First Pregnant Skater to compete in the Olympics. Almost every night for six weeks, I made her fuck me. Eventually this turned into lovemaking, which I really didn't expect to happen. After six weeks, she left for the Olympics both pregnant and unhappy that I could not go. No money. However, during the six weeks, I was at her side (at night, her inside) since she got me a pass that said "Boyfriend." It wasn't long before the coach and her mom found out that Tara was preggies. Of course, they correctly suspected me, were furious, and wanted to have me arrested. However, Tara put her tiny foot down although she coyly said it wasn't because of the tapes. Her bouts of morning sickness were instead explained to the media as stomach flu. We got married a week after her 16th birthday. Her parents were reluctant and the coach was beyond furious. But Tara, clever as ever, knew that HER money would keep everyone in line. The parents grudgingly accepted me. My father-in-law explained during the wedding that having a journalist in the family was a good thing. Of course, Tara played her cards right again. The wedding and pregnancy were world news. Everyone marvelled at how she won the gold pregnant. New stories wondered at the wedding of "The Beauty and The Beast." Already, the newshounds were asking her if she would be competing at the U.S. Nationals again. I now know it was I that was the hunted that fateful night. Tara told me it all on our wedding night. As her five-months pregnant body went up and down on my flagpole, she told me that she knew for weeks that I was hiding up in the ceiling. At first, she was scared, thinking me to be some kind of stalker. She saw me a few times outside the ice rink and decided I was just a shy voyeur. The rape was a hope of hers since her parents and coach had kept her in a social/sexual straightjacket. That's why she hung around alone in the rink. "You took..ugh..your sweet..ugh..time..getting around..ugh.. to raping me..yeessss." So, here I am now, "Mr. Mom." I'm feeding Joe, Jr. a bottle while reviewing for finals. Tara is gone most of time with practice, tours, television, and publicity events. So when I'm not in class, I'm cooking, cleaning, changing diapers, gardening, etc. Tara right now is in New York pretaping some routines for a Christmas show called, I dunno, "Bimbos on Ice?" But I am not complaining. I'm married to a beautiful, famous, rich babe. Besides, Tara is so considerate. To relieve my constant horniness, she left her younger sister Kaylene in our bedroom. Kaylene is naked, tied spreadeagle, and with a ballgag in her mouth. Kay's was staying with us during the fall semester to help me with the baby. Tara found an additional use for her sister: sex slave. So I've been taking advantage of her and using every hole Kay has. Now I'm worried. Kay said that in addition to missing too much school, she's also missed her period. How am I going to get out of this one? No prob, I'm sure Tara will think of something! 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