Message-ID: <28747asstr$981252602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Cinaedus X-Original-Message-ID: <95hqmh$kj6$1@nnrp1.deja.com> Reply-To: cinaedus@SPAMmy-dejaSHIELD.com X-Article-Creation-Date: Sat Feb 03 20:46:09 2001 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Heather (mf teen oral coerce) Date: Sat, 3 Feb 2001 21:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman Requisite Disclaimer: The following tale is entirely fictitious. I wrote it in response to a rumor that I had forced a girl to deepthroat me. I have never physically forced anyone to engage in any sexual contact with me, and I feel that such behavior is reprehensible. If your culture forbids you to read explicit, sexually-oriented fiction please delete this file immediately and destroy any hard copies you might have. If you're still reading, enjoy! Comments, criticism, and flames may be directed to cinaedus@my-deja.com -Cinaedus Heather (mf teen oral coerce) Sitting in the back of my parents' van with a naked fifteen year-old girl in my arms wasn't the most prudent thing to do, but I really didn't care. Heather was a gymnast before the arm injury which came later that year, and as a result had a tight, compact little body with perfectly-shaped tits and a pubic bush trimmed down to fit comfortably into a leotard. She was the third child in a family of overbearing type A personalities, and as a result was softly spoken and open to suggestion. I had recognized this weakness while she was going steady with one of my friends and contrived to seduce her as soon as I could get her alone. Later that night found us naked in the back seat of my father's silver sedan, her soft hand wrapped around my rigid cock, pumping me to a sinfully pleasant orgasm. I knew I was taking advantage of her innocence, and it excited me. Corruption, treachery, and violation are arousing, no matter what so-called ethical role models claim. Our meetings increased in frequency until we were out together almost every night. On that particular evening I was determined to live a daydream I had earlier in the week; a dream which consisted of my dripping member sliding into her tender, virginal mouth. "Let me go down on you." I insisted. "If you want," was all the reply I needed. With the greatest eagerness carefully concealed, I slid to the floor and placed my tongue at the opening to her tight, unsoiled cunt. I lightly brushed the tip of my tongue over her clitoris as I pressed an index finger against her damp lips. Then, going to work on her clit, I slid my finger into her tight pussy. After a few minutes of thrusting, I changed fingers, using my ring finger of the same hand. As I started sucking her clit into my mouth and blowing on it I removed my ring finger and replaced it with the original as I placed the recently evicted digit at the entrance to her rectum. I pushed gently against her hot, puckered anus as she squirmed under my tongue's lashing, finally succeeding in filling her ass with my entire finger. After finger-fucking her nearly to orgasm, I withdrew and kissed her violently on the lips, allowing her to taste her own juices on my tongue as I thrust it into her yielding mouth. "Now I want you to suck me." I whispered into her ear as I massaged her breasts. "OK," she breathed. Success! I unbuttoned my jeans and skinned them off, then pulled my boxers off as well. I guided Heather's hand to my throbbing heat and guided her to kneel on the floor of the van as I took a central position on the bench seat. In this position my cock bobbed less than a foot from her inexperienced little mouth. Reaching to grasp her shoulders, I brought her lips toward the blood-filled member that awaited her. "Kiss it, Heather," I insisted, and as she complied I bucked my hips just enough to press it into her lips. "Now open your mouth," I commanded, "and let me put it inside." Opening her mouth, she leaned forward. Her slick, red lips touched, then slid over the head of my penis as it entered her for the first time. "God, yes," I moaned as she took half of my cock into the warmth of her mouth. Pulling back, she left the glans between her lips, then bobbed her head to take it back in. I watched, spellbound, as this coerced girl inexpertly mouthed my hot meat. Her technique improved after I told her to use more suction and to wiggle her tongue, and the sight of her sweet cheeks caving in under the force of her sucking almost made me spray my cum down her throat. Taking her hand, I placed it on my testicles, saying, "Play with my balls as you suck my off. Squeeze them gently, then roll them around. Yeah, just like that." She was a bit rough at first, but soon got the knack of it and with one hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and another toying with my testicle proceeded to blow like a real slut. Only one thing was missing. Grasping her wrist, I pulled the hand around my cock away and said, "Take more into your mouth, baby. The more you suck, the better it feels." I could feel her start to choke as she took three-quarters of my member into her mouth and then into her throat, but I thrust into her glorious mouth on the down strokes and kept a firm grip on her shoulders to keep her from pulling away. She choked a little, but kept trying to jam my whole cock down her throat. She finally made it with a little help from me and began swallowing the entire length over and over as she played with my testicles. She got used to the gagging, but the feeling of her stretched throat spasming around my prick was wonderful. Her discomfort fueled my pleasure until I finally approached the point of orgasm. Grasping the back of her head by the hair, I rammed myself into her throat over and over as I neared my climax. Heather continued sucking while still grabbing a breath whenever she could. Finally I peaked, and thrust my cock the entire way down her throat as I spewed my thick semen into her sore, abused gullet. As I slowly withdrew a long cord of cum stretched from my purple glans to her broken bottom lip. I saw tears in Heather's eyes as I rubbed my spent member over her split and bruised lips and ordered her to lick off all the excess semen. I made her kneel on the floor by the driver's seat and suck on my semi-hard cock for the entire drive back to her parent's house, then roughly kissed her goodbye and made her promise to come out with me again the next night. 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