Greetings, gentle reader. The following story is, as
always, my property. Read it. Enjoy it. Pass it around
(if you feel the need). But please DO NOT change the text
and upload it elsewhere.
It took me long enough to get it to this stage, and
changing it will only tend to tick me off.
Also, as you're reading it, please.try to keep you're hands
out of you're pants (or panties, should that apply). I
mean, let's at least TRY to be in control. Of course, you
won't be able to, but at least try. Think of it as a
quest.
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the story, feel free to do so by sending your comments to
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All comments are welcome.naturally.
Ok then. Here we go. One More Time.
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Chapter 1 - Debi
It happens to the best of us. The daily groan and grind.
Over and over, the same old monotonous stuff on an equally
same old monotonous day. As fate would have it, I grew
bored with my stagnant day-to-day life and made a conscious
resolve to change things, at least for a short time.
I don't know how or why it happened, but seemingly from out
of nowhere, I decided I needed a woman with whom I could be
in complete control (or vice-versa, depending on the mood).
I had never done any of the dominant or submissive roles
before, to any great extent, but I had spent some time
around folks (most specifically, my sister.but we'll chat
about that later) who had. I had this sudden unquenchable
urge. So I figured, what the hell, give it a try.
I decided to take a break, and made a phone call to my
sister, and after exchanging a short greeting, I told her I
would love to come out that way and maybe visit for a
spell. She said sure, and asked me whom I was bringing
along.
Me: I have no one important to bring. I was hoping,
perhaps, you might be able to set me up with someone umm
special. (She knew me well enough to know what I was
looking for.)
Sis: Do you have any specifics?
Me: My usual. Blonde. Blue eyes. Petitish. Ready,
willing and able. I'm looking for only one thing - just to
set the record straight.
Sis: I understand completely. Listen this might be your
lucky day. Hold on a sec. (I heard some chatting and
giggling in the background, and I could have sworn I heard
my sister ask someone if they wanted to get lucky). You
know it's funny you called just now, because I have someone
here with me that I think you should speak with.
Me: Who is it?
Sis: Her name is Debi, with an 'i'. Hold a sec. (more
giggling)
Debi: Hi!
Me: Hi! When are you going to take me home and rape me?
(I still can't believe I said that! I stole the line from
the movie "Urban Cowboy", and I figured what the hell!)
Debi: (giggling) When are you coming out?
Me: Tomorrow.
Debi: (In a very sultry voice) I'll see you then.
Me: Great!
Sis: That about do it for ya? (more giggling)
Me: Depends! Is it what I asked for?
Sis: ...and more, perhaps more than you can handle. Have
I ever lied to you?
Me: Nope. See you tomorrow.
I booked a ticket and flew out the next day. Sis met me at
the airport and drove me to her place, all the while
telling me great things about Debi. Things like how they
met, and what they were doing just before I called. (No.I'm
not going to tell you). When we arrived, there were a
number of her good looking friends there, toking on a few
joints. I joined in (peer pressure...you know the drill).
After about half an hour, I heard some familiar giggling,
and looked up just in time to see an exquisite blue-eyed
babe glancing around the doorframe, and she smiled. She
was sizing me up, of course, but I never gave her a moment
to think about what she saw.
Passing the joint back to the nearest person, I got up,
walked directly to her and took her by the hand, and led
her directly outside of the back door. Without saying a
word, I pulled her to me forcefully and planted a juicy
kiss on her pretty, tender, red lips. She surprised me by
immediately putting her arms around my neck and kissing me
with a thunderous passion I had not felt in a long time.
Long breathless moments later, we broke away and she said,
"You don't waste any time, do you?"
While pressing the front of her tight petite body against
my own, I said: "Who has time to waste? And, you didn't
exactly pull away. Besides, you look good enough to eat.
"To my delight, you actually showed up today, and you're
literally beaming your need to be, shall we say, handled.
Allow me the privilege of control, if only for a while."
Her reply amazed me, since I had never been so brazen
before. She smiled and said: "I've never had anyone read
my mind like that." The look in her eyes said it all.
There was nothing else to do or say. Debi was everything I
imagined she would be.
She was very good looking. Attractive enough to make your
teeth ache. Nicely formed and ready to play, as witnessed
by the way she stood on her toes and pressed her crotch
forward, pressing tightly against my own. We set up a time
to meet, and I listed a few things she was to do to prepare
for me. And from that moment, she let me have control.
And I took it.
Knowing the local area quite well, I decided on a plan. I
slowly pulled out and opened my wallet. I took out and
handed her $300. Looking directly down into her crystal
blue eyes, I told her "Go to the Mall. Go to Victoria's
Secret. Purchase three sets of properly fitted
underclothes - bra, panties and garter belt. Get them in
three different colors, light pink, white, and powder blue.
Do you understand what I want?"
She said, "Yes."
I said, "Purchase the items, and they had better be the
correct size - I'll personally be checking the fit. You
will wear the powder blue items with you under your
clothes, out of the store. Do you understand what I want?"
Again, "Yes" was her only answer.
"Go do it." I said firmly, and added "I'll meet you at your
place in exactly 2 hours. Do not be late."
She smiled, kissed me firmly once again, and left
immediately. I figured the worst that could have happened
is that I would never see her or the money again.
I asked my sister if I could borrow her extra car for the
time I was here, but she was tossing the keys to me as I
spoke the words. With a twinkle in her eye, all she said
was "Be Happy!" I really love my sister. What a friend!
Now, Debi didn't know it, but I followed her to the mall.
She went inside and I followed from a safe distance. I
couldn't believe it! She was actually going into
Victoria's Secret and buying the items! I saw her through
the store window as she was asking the clerk some
questions.
She entered the dressing room to try on the items to make
sure they were her size, and came back out to make the
purchase at the counter. However, I noticed that she had
all 3 sets of underclothes at the counter, and when the
clerk rang them up, they were all placed into the bag, and
Debi left the store.
What a surprise she had when she came out and saw me
standing there at the door looking stern. Before she could
utter a word, I asked her if she had done what I told her
to do. She said she had and I asked her if she was sure.
She replied that she had.
"Follow me." I said, and led her by the arm into a long
hallway off the main mall floor. It was currently
deserted. I stood, blocking the path in front of her so
that nobody in the mall could see her, I turned, looked
directly into her eyes, and said "Lift up your skirt."
She looked at me as though I had slapped her in the face,
but quickly began to smile at me as if I was joking. My
look said it all, and she replied, "Here? Right now?"
I assured her that nobody could see her, and warned her
never to question my judgment again. After sneaking a peek
to check if anyone was around, even after I had told her to
trust me (in a round about way), she grinned and reached
down to the hem of her short skirt.
She pulled the front of her skirt up to her waist, and I
could see that she had on a stunning pair of very pretty
black-lace French-cut panties that fit her V quite snugly.
They were mouth-watering.
Without looking back up at her face, I said, "Show me what
you have in the bag." She dropped her skirt back down and
opened the bag. All three sets of newly purchased
underwear were in the bag.
I asked her what she was wearing under her clothes. She
thought about it for a moment, and it hit her. She had not
followed instructions. She forgot to wear the new undies.
She knew then that she had not done as I had asked, and I
told her to follow me to my car. She did, silently. When
we got there, I opened up the back door and told her that
she was to be punished for three reasons. First, for not
doing what I had asked of her, second, for lying to me, and
third, for not trusting me.
She smiled coyly and asked me what her punishment was going
to be. I told her she was to receive an immediate spanking
in the back seat. For the rest of my life, I will always
remember the look on her face when she heard me say that.
She said, wide-eyed, "You're going to give me a spanking in
the back seat of your car in the middle of the parking lot
with people walking by?"
I replied, "Of course! Did you actually expect anything
less?" I never gave her a chance to answer.
I pulled her 5' 2" firm body into the car, bent her over my
legs, and began pulling up her skirt. She was startled,
and asked me not to undress her in public.
I told her to be silent, pushed her head down with my left
arm, locked her legs together between my own legs, pulled
up the back of her skirt with my right hand and ripped away
her black-lace panties with a single firm yank. I've
always wanted to do that.
What a beautifully stunning sight I beheld in the back seat
of my car. She had the firmest, shapeliest and prettiest
ass I had ever seen. I felt her bare ass to let her know
that it was really naked and out in the fresh air, as
pretty as any ever had been, and before I could stop
myself, I began to spank her soundly. I did not spank her
lightly.
She struggled and tried to scream but I stopped and told
her not to utter a sound until I was done, or I would have
to start over again. She knew I wasn't joking. She was
told to accept her punishment without quarrel, or I would
simply leave and go back home. She apparently had no
argument for that, so I continued spanking her pretty pink
bottom.
Once I was through with her devilishly exciting spanking
(at least, to me it was), she had promised never again to
lie to me, and to do everything I asked of her, regardless
of the demand.
Thus, after about 15 very firm slaps of her pretty ass
cheeks, she agreed to everything, and I ended her first
punishment. I know for a fact that at least 4 people saw
the entire incident, and two of them were young men. Did
they ever get a good show!
I couldn't believe her ass could look better, but after the
spanking (I'm certain that she had never had one like that
before), her firm cheeks were the prettiest dark pink, and
very warm to the touch. After the spanking in the car, I
stood her back up, and told her that she had to go back
into the mall.
I told her that she was to go into the same store, now
pantyless, and tell the clerk that she, "Didn't do as she
was told."
She also had to say "I need to go back into the dressing
room, and put on one of my new sexy outfits for my Master."
Her face immediately turned beet-red, and she asked me not
to have her do that.
Sternly, I asked her if she wanted another spanking, and
she said "No, please no, but what you ask is embarrassing."
I replied, "More embarrassing than getting a spanking in
public?" Then I pointed to the two young men still
watching us. She had not seen them looking until I pointed
them out to her.
Her face turned an even darker shade of red than her
stinking ass cheeks (her being a fair-skinned blonde you
might imagine her appearance), and the two guys chuckled as
I waved them away. They applauded and left, smiling.
She looked up and a new defiant look came over her face, as
if to say, "All right smarty pants. Let's see how far we
can go with this. Let's just see who has the nerve to
carry out this thing to its limit!" She stood up, pulled
her skirt back down to hide her nakedness, walked into the
mall, and reentered the store.
Of course, I followed her right up to the counter, looking
a bit stern. She wasn't planning on that part. She
hesitated, not knowing how to broach the subject to the
clerk behind the counter.
I looked at her, waiting for her to follow my rules. To my
surprise, she did exactly as she was told to do, and the
clerk simply smiled and said "Don't worry about it honey,
We get that all the time!"
What a thrill! I interrupted them and told Debi to go
stand by the dressing rooms and wait there. I began
flirting with the clerk while Debi looked on.
After a short but fact-filled conversation, I found out
that it seems that this person sometimes got involved on a
personal level within the fitting rooms, so I got a wicked
thought.
I walked over to where Debi was standing, whispered
something in her ear, and I swear she almost collapsed
under shaking knees. After she composed herself a bit, she
glanced back and forth between the clerk and me, and she
again got that "I accept your challenge" look on her face.
Without hesitation, she walked up to the clerk.
I must interrupt to tell you that the clerk was about 5'
7", long, straight brown hair, breasts as full as
grapefruit, and she was showing a LOT of very firm cleavage
and thigh.)
Debi said, "Mistress, would you be so kind as to help me
try on my new pretty panties?" Without hesitation, the
clerk stated, "I most certainly will, my dear. How could I
refuse someone as lovely as you?"
Debi blushed a deep red, and I told her to go into the
dressing room and wait for the clerk. After she was gone,
I asked the clerk a few more questions. Without letting me
finish, she told me that she was bi-sexual and wanted to
know if she could get 'personal' with Debi. I smiled and
said "Feel free to help yourself, and tell Debi that I said
to 'Behave'. Oh, one more thing. Don't leave marks."
She smiled a beautiful toothy smile and after making sure
another clerk was watching the counter, went into the
dressing room. I swear they were in there for a full 20
minutes before the clerk returned and told me that Debi was
'ready'. I knew from the clerk's smile that she had had a
good time.
Debi, on the other hand, came out of the dressing room a
minute or two later; a little pale, but she had a strange
smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye when she saw me.
We left the mall, got back to her car, and she got in the
driver's seat. Climbing into the passenger side of her
car, and closing the door, I leaned over and kissed her
full sexy lips. I distinctly smelled the scent of woman on
her face. Ignoring the obvious, I smiled and said "Now,
let me see what you look like in your new clothes."
She said "Here? In the parking lot?"
I said, "Of course! Nobody will see you if you scoot down
a bit. Now stop questioning me, take off those ugly
clothes, and let me see what I bought!"
She looked around (wrong move, but I let it go), slid down
below eye level, and removed everything except the new
undies she had purchased at the store. There she sat in
bra, panties and garter belt only. Magnificent! She was
braver than I had could have hoped.
I told her that when we got together that evening I would
tell her how she looked. Then, without any further
discussion, I took all the clothes she had removed, got out
of the car and closed the door.
She was shocked! I leaned in the window, told her to drive
home safely, and walked over to my car. I left her sitting
in her car with that wonderful look on her face. Then I
drove out of the parking lot and headed off to her place.
I arrived at her address smiling devilishly to myself all
the way. Parking across the street, I tossed Debi's
clothes into the back seat and waited to see how long it
would take her to get here. It didn't take long. Shortly
after I arrived, she pulled into her driveway, all
scrunched down in the front seat.
Luckily, her parking spot was close to her front door. The
neighbors would still have a clear view of her, but they
would have to be looking in her direction at just the right
time to catch a glimpse.
She hadn't seen me drive up or park, so I watched from a
convenient spot. It appeared that she was pondering her
situation, trying to come up with a solution to her
dilemma. After a few minutes, she made her break.
She opened the car door, jumped out, and made a mad dash to
the front door of the house. She made the trip in record
time, no doubt. It was cute, seeing her in her new
underwear, trying to be invisible.
I waited in the parking lot for about 10 more minutes, then
headed to her front door. I quietly tried the doorknob and
found that the door was unlocked. Without waiting or
knocking I slowly opened the door, stuck my head in, and
found nobody in the living room. I quickly walked in and
closed the front door as quietly as I had opened it.
She wasn't in the living room or anywhere in sight, and she
must not have heard me come in, for when I finally made my
way through the house, all the way to the back, I found
her. She was in her bedroom, lying on her bed, completely
involved in a vigorous masturbation episode. Man! She was
absolutely getting it on.
She still had on her new undies, and apparently the erotic
stimulation of her recent experience was too much for her
to handle. As I watched from the shadows of the hallway
and bedroom door, she seemed insatiable, legs splayed wide
apart, hands stuffed down the front of her panties, her
long fingers attacking her soaking pussy without mercy.
Her eyes were tightly closed with absolute concentration on
what she was doing to herself. She was breathing heavily,
hips bucking up to meet her finger thrusts coming down with
reckless abandon as her fingers attacked what I would
assume was her throbbing clit. The way she was frigging
her slit, you would have thought her cunt on fire.
It probably was.
As I stood there silently watching her voracious finger
fucking, my cock grew and hardened inside my pants. Never
had I ever witnessed an episode of self-gratification such
as hers. It was absolutely marvelous to watch!
However, my own heat was turned up, and I knew it was my
cue to get involved. Silently, I backed up into the
hallway, stripped off my clothes, and then peeked in on her
again.
She was now using an eight-inch, thick-veined, battery
operated rubber dildo - turned up high, and she was pushing
it all the way into her cunt and pulling it out again, over
and over, relentlessly. She was getting all the
satisfaction she could take for herself.
She must have recently put new batteries in that dildo
because it was loud. I could almost feel the vibrations
through the bare floor, so I know her cunt was totally
lathered up around it. It got louder as she pulled it out,
and a lot quieter when it was way deep up inside her pussy.
Her talented hands fucked her own pussy for a few minutes
more when she began to tremble, and a blind man could tell
she was cumming in great pulses of pure ecstasy. She
shuddered and moaned with definite orgasmic shudders in her
breathing for a long time and, still breathing heavily,
fell over onto her side still shaking silently in her
orgasmic fever.
With her dildo still shoved all the way deep inside her
pussy lips, she squeezed her gorgeous thighs together, thus
holding her vibrating rubber cock tightly inside her while
she finished cumming. The noise was almost drowned out
within the inner confines of her crotch.
This scene stimulated me greatly, and I saw my chance to
pounce when she rolled over away from me, and she started
shaking in yet another orgasm brought on by the vibrations
of her toy.
On the spur of the moment, I grabbed my one good
opportunity to jump in. And jump, I did. I leaped into
the room and onto the bed behind and on top of her. She
never saw me coming.
I pushed her over away from me and onto her stomach, and
covered her head and face with part of the blanket on the
bed. She was so shocked she started to wrestle about,
trying to get out of the situation. The difference in her
size and mine was too much for her to handle, and she
finally succumbed to my strength. She was breathing
heavily and shaking like a leaf. Scared to death. Yet she
hadn't said a thing.
I knew that she still had her cunt full of that vibrating
dildo, so I just waited there on top of her for about a
minute, listening to it vibrate inside of her. Neither she
nor I had uttered a word up to that point.
I beheld her still-pink ass cheeks and she knew she was in
trouble when I began feeling up the rear parts of her body
that were uncovered. She struggled a bit and started
begging me to let her go.
Using a voice I hoped she wouldn't recognize, I whispered
through the sheet, into her ear "If you're quiet and don't
move, it will all be over before you know it. If you cry
out or make a scene, the same thing goes...it'll be over
before you know it."
She didn't know if she was about to get raped or killed,
but the sound of my ominous voice made her freeze in place.
Her body shuddered deeply, and I thought I heard her
weeping, but I wasn't sure.
I was holding her face down on her bed, with my raging hard
cock lying between the cheeks of her ass, and I could feel
that damned dildo shaking inside of her. She still had her
dildo on high, stuffed completely up inside her cunt, and I
could feel it vibrating inside her.
I bent over again and whispered in her ear, "It seems to me
that any woman who looks like you, wandering around outside
in her panties and bra, is advertising for a fuck. Well, I
just happen to have an extra one, and I'm going to give it
to you for safekeeping. But, it looks like you already
have a friend deep inside your pretty pussy, so I'll just
have to contend myself with fucking your asshole...and I
bet it's a real tight one!"
Now I had been holding her down easy, because I was
straddling her upper thighs from the back. I tightened my
legs together so that she couldn't move, and I began to
slide my naked cock down further. She immediately knew
what the outcome would be, as soon as she felt my hardness.
Before I knew it, her adrenaline pulsed and she started
struggling even more.
However, in the process of her struggles, my cock slipped
down deeper into the crack of her ass and started pressing
hard on her secret rear place. Suddenly, she froze in
horror. We both knew what was going to happen.
Once again her struggles renewed, but each time she moved,
the worse it got for her. I figured that now was as good a
time as any, so I pressed harder and harder against her
rear hole, all the while pressing my weight on top of her
so that she couldn't move away from the invading cock-head
between her ass cheeks.
I felt the vibrating dildo inside her pussy, and that just
made my cock harder. I felt her tension rising up, but no
matter how much she squeezed her cheeks together, her ass
muscles just couldn't hold back the pressure of the head of
my tremendous hard-on.
I felt the head pop quickly past her sphincter muscle and
inside her asshole and she grunted in surprise and shock of
my forced rear entry. Once the big head of my cock was
safely inside her, I paused and waited for her to relax.
It took her quite a while to ease her tension, and she was
now sobbing quietly to herself.
I wondered why she didn't scream out for help, but the rest
of this story will explain that. It didn't matter how long
it took, there was simply no way to ebb the flow of blood
to my cock, and I was about to get my first piece of ass
with Debi. I was bound and determined it would not hurt
her, physically. However, her mental condition was it
turmoil, to say the least.
After what seemed like five minutes of waiting, her ass
muscles gave a little and my cock slid in another inch. We
did this several times over the next twenty minutes or so,
and finally I had my fully erect nine inches embedded deep
within her small, hot, throbbing bunghole.
She struggled and begged me not to do it anymore, and even
offered to pay me money to stop, but I simply kept pushing
until I was deep. All the way inside her ass.
My cock was now pressed up against the length of her dildo
with only a thin barrier separating them. The entire
length of my prick and balls felt the heated vibrations
within, and I was now on fire. It was a very sensuous
feeling to me, but I'm certain Debi wasn't thinking the
same thoughts.
At least, not until I whispered into her ear, "My god,
woman. I wish I had a cunt like you have. I'd fuck myself
raw everyday with that earthquake boner you got up inside
your cunt. It has a wonderful vibration, but you already
knew that. It feels great pressing against the length of
my cock, from INSIDE your ass."
After another few moments of waiting to be sure she wasn't
hurting, I began a single long slow stroke out and back
into her tight asshole. She immediately clenched her ass
cheeks together, but all that did was make my sensations
that much greater. She had a wonderfully tight little ass,
and I can personally assure you that it was the first time
for her. After a few moments, I gave her another full out
and in stroke.
This time she just seemed to want me to get it over with,
for she just exhaled, fell forward under me, relaxed and
allowed me full access to do what I was going to do,
regardless of what her actions were.
My strokes grew faster and faster, until I was fucking her
ass for all it was worth. The thrill of the actual 'rape'
made the entire episode great, and although I would never
have considered doing that under any other circumstances,
somehow I had the feeling that this would turn out fine.
Damn! What a powerful feeling it was, at that time, to be
taking advantage of this woman in this manner. Using her
ass for the sole purpose of the pleasure to purge my semen.
The urge to rape is a very intoxicating drug. I would
NEVER do this in public life. I'd go to jail, and perhaps
Big Louie would be using me for HIS ass fuck. Nope. This
time was special. I think we both knew it.
I knew that I wouldn't last very long, as tight as she was,
but to my surprise she began to loosen up a bit more and
fucking her got easier. I lasted longer without her
struggling. But her relaxation only spurred me on to even
greater depths and harder strokes.
What with the velvety smoothness of her asshole and the
torrid heat inside her ass, coupled with the sensations of
that damned vibrating dildo rubbing up against my cock on
each and every stroke, I soon felt that most wonderful
sensation welling up inside of me. In no time I began to
unload my cum between her ass cheeks!
She must have felt me starting to cum inside her, because I
could have sworn she lifted her ass up against me and I
felt an orgasmic shudder from her. But, of course, I
couldn't be sure.
As soon as my spasms were through, I bent down and
whispered in her ear, "If that was as good for you as it
was for me, I'd know you'd love me to fuck your ass
again...and I just might have another go at it...someday.
"For now though, I'm going to pull my dick out of your ass,
get up, put on my clothes, and leave quietly. If you try
to uncover yourself, call out for anyone, or tell anyone
what happened, you will pay dearly. Now, you are not to
uncover your face until you hear the door to your house
close, you got that, honey?"
She was shaking again, and through a soft sob, replied with
a nod of her head and a meek "Uh huh." into the pillow. I
very slowly pulled out of her so-tight ass, climbed off
her, walked backward to the door of her bedroom and quickly
got back into my clothes.
I opened the front door, left...and didn't close it tight.
This gave me a chance to get away without being seen, for
she would be waiting for the door to close before she dared
to get up.
I walked to my car, drove to a local corner store, and
called Debi on the phone. The phone rang several times
before she finally answered it. I was a little concerned
when Debi didn't answer the phone right away, but after a
few rings she picked up with a subdued "Hello?"
I said, "Hello there...did you get home safely?"
She surprised me by giggling and stating "Yes, I did, and
that was a mean thing to do to me, leaving me there in the
parking lot in my underwear."
"Mean?" I asked. "Are you telling me it didn't give you a
thrill?"
"Well, of course it did", she said, and added, "I just
wasn't expecting it, is all. There were a lot of things
that happened to me today that I didn't expect. You made
me do some pretty risky things there at the mall."
"Are you ready for a little more...or can't you handle the
pressure?" I asked.
She said, "Well, I guess I can handle pretty much anything,
now that I know where we stand."
"Great! Have you ever been anyone's sex slave?"
"Well, that depends on what you mean by a sex slave." she
replied.
"A slave does what she or he is told to do, when they are
told to do it, with no questions asked. I promise not to
give too much pain, as I'm not really into such things, but
more spankings are definitely in order should you disobey
me."
"Hmmm, this is sounding better and better all the time."
"OK, I'll be right over. Ready to start as soon as I get
there?"
"Yes, please. I could use the company."
"Grand. Here's what you must do to prepare for me..." I
gave her a list of things to do, and how to get ready for
my arrival. I didn't give her much time to write down the
instructions, as I figured I would see how good she was at
listening.
Before she had a chance to respond to all my wishes, I told
her I would be over in exactly one hour, and hung up the
phone. After all, I had to take a shower.
After cleaning up and putting on fresh clothes, I headed
back over to Debi's place. I knocked on the door. Now I
would see how much information she had remembered, and how
she would perform.
The door opened and there before me, naked as the day she
was born, stood an extremely attractive woman. This was
the very first chance I had had to see her naked vertical
form in a good light. Debi was exceptionally well formed.
Please allow me the satisfaction of describing her in as
much detail as I can.
.To Be Continued.
