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Joan's New Life #1
She rolled round in her now lonely bed. Last night had been it!
All that wimp wanted to do was go around and make the seen. She
wanted more. She had tried to bring out more from him. No luck.
She was boarded with his attempts at love making. She took charge,
she made him beg but then still no matter what she did or how he
promised ... he shot his wade in seconds. She wanted more... She
wasn't going to settle any more. She wanted a big macho stud, with
a long, thick dick. (Who says size doesn't count!) She knew she
could get one. Only where was it???
Last night she refused Ted even the obligatory good night kiss and
told him to hit the road. True this left her alone but well so be
it. Now she would go out there and find a REAL MAN!!!
No more would she settle for..... What was that noise??
A whimpering sound from the wall she shared with the next
apartment, caught her attention. Her mind raced to the tall
good looking stud she had seen, that lived next door. She had
only seen him coming and going. He had never spoke to her.
His sun glasses always hid his eyes. She could never tell if he
even noticed her. The leather jacked, he wore, so slick, with all
those shinny buckles added to the mystic of him.
Now there was a man, the tightening in her cunt told her! Not a
wimp like Ted. He could...do anything he wanted to her.... Yea ..
What would she have to give to get a stud like that over here in
her lonely bed... No matter what it was she would, at that
moment do it.... No question.
A scuffling sound and more noise came from the wall.
Curiosity caused her to get up and go to the wall. She stuck her
ear to it and waited for something to happen..... Nothing and then
a resounding slap. A cry and then that commanding voice,
"Shut your yap or I'll give you something to whine about. Now
get over here and do me, then we may see about your needs."
A scraping sound and then nothing.
she thought. Her hand went to her
cunt and she felt the dew beginning to flow. She thought and noticed her hand was now stroking her
rapidly heating cunt.
She took her hand away from her sex all sticky. She went to the
toilette and used a tissue to wipe up the mess...
Her curiosity was aroused. Her cunt was dripping. She had to
find out more about this stud, besides she had nothing to do till
Monday morning. Ted was a done deal. Besides what could happen.
She decided.
She washed her face. Peeded, and stripped the old flannel P.J.s
she wore last night... She got out the loose t-shirt and shear robe.
Then she put on some of her perfume in all the right places. (Pays
to advertise.) She shook her chest, facing the mirror, to assured
herself that her tits were there, jiggling, and showed off to her
advantages.
She draped the shear pink robe over herself and again
consulted the mirror.
She fluffed her hair and make the final touches to her
appearance.
She made her way to his back door. Then like a swimmer leaving
the water she gathered the robe tighter around her. She raised
her hand and timidly rapped on the door. Nothing! She tried
again, louder this time.
She rapped a third time and after a long wait she heard someone
coming to the door. It flew opened and a bare chested male in
jockey shorts demanded,
"YEA??? What the hell do you want?"
There he was.... He glaired at her and his eyes were soo blue....
she finally managed....
"I'm out of coffee and I just can't function without it in the
morning. Could I please borrow some? I'll gladly pay you back."
Her eyes were drawn to the bulge in his shorts and she seemed
to deliver the final part of her answer to his tent like bulge.
She thought to herself.
She finally tore her eyes from their speculation and saw that he
was sizing her up like a dog looking over a bone. His eyes were
deep, deep blue. He had a hairy chest with well developed set
of pecks. She hoped he liked what he saw. She knew she did.
His eyes bore into her very soul and seized it,
"GET INSIDE HERE BITCH!" he commanded
She steeped inside and he shut and locked the door. She
looked around and saw nothing.... Not a stick of furniture. in the
kitchen or any of the apartment that she could see.
He steeped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He
directed her to the other room by pressure on her shoulders. His
mear touch melted her to her very core. He directed her to the
front of the only piece of furniture in the room, a chair. No not
actually a chair. A thrown.
She stood there and did not offer any protest As he began to peal
off her robe. She finally returned to her senses. She moved
to keep her robe but his hands on her neck and face changed
her response. The shear filmy covering floated to the floor.
She just stood there as his hands drifted down her body to the
bottom of the shirt that was her only covering.
In one quick jerk he stripped it up and off her now shrinking frame.
She grabbed at the shirt and tried to keep possession of it.
"Now wait a minute bust..." She began and was rewarded with a
slap the like of which she had never felt before. It knocked her
down. Her cheek flared up and now she knew.. This was a man who
was going to get what he wanted. She could not rap him around her
finger like Ted.
From her position on the floor, with a stinging cheek she looked
up at her master. Her tits hung down from her chest and the
nipples were hard like little pebbles. She felt like she would
melt into the floor from the intensity of his gaze any time now.
He reached down and captured her hair. He pulled up and
squatted down so that she was now starring in his deep blue eyes,
"Don't you ever disagree with me again, BITCH. You come over here
sniffing after my ass and then try that hard to get shit. I could
smell that stinking cunt of yours at the door. Now get up on your
knees and let me see the toys you brought me to play with. If
they interest me I might play with them. If not I'll throw them
and you out of here." He demanded.
She was a captive of his eyes. She found herself shifting her
legs under her and holding the position that he demanded. He let
go of her hair and walked to the thrown and sat there not even
looking at her.
She was confused. She was here as he wished and he left her...
On the floor she saw her shirt and robe.... She was NAKED!!!
She started to bring her hands and arms up to cover herself but
she stopped immediately when she heard.
"You are a dub bitch aren't you. crawl over here and give me a
look at the toys...NOW!!! Before I get mad and decide to throw
you out." He said in a low clam voice.
She shuffled over to the desired position. She passed the rags
that had been her robe and shirt. She looked at them, but did
not dare attempt to retrieve them.
Her cunt, a river by now,
told her.
When she arrived in between his knees he again seized her
hair and brought her up to her knees.
His eyes seemed soo cold as they took in her shrinking nudity.
He let go of her hair and reached out to her chest with both paws.
He took possession of her tits and squeezed them to get their
feel. Then he rolled them over their range on her chest. She
froze right there!! Just this fondling and she had the orgasm
of her life.
she thought...
"Not bad. Don't hardly sag at'll." he observed. "I might be
interested in these for a while."
She raised her hands as she sought to gain some modesty.
She tried to shield her cunt slit from his inspecting gaze, but
his renewed grip on her hair and raised right hand stopped her.
"I said I wanted to see the toys bitch. I'm going to see all the
toys. Now spread open those bony legs." he said wedging his
foot between her knees to force compliance to his order.
She dropped her hands and opened her knees about a foot.
"Wider bitch, and let's see how the tits hold up when you get um
stretched on those ribs. Put those paws behind your head. Elbows
way out there. Just like a model.... better now arch back... Not bad...
Now hold um up there."
She sheepishly looked up at him and his eyes penetrated to her
soul. She felt his fingers pull and twist her nipples but she did
not move. She was a mounted specimen, like a butterfly on a pin,
only she was caught with his eyes in this humiliating position
being examined by his hands like the specimen.
(She loved it.... Come on you all do!)
"All right now... Let's have a look at that cunt. Reach down there and
spread the nasty smelly thing open for me." he demanded.
She did not even think of disobeying him. She reached down and
pulled the neither lips open for him.
His finger went to her clit and rolled it around all the while
starring into her captive eyes.
Then lazily his fingers traced the path to her dripping vagina.
He smiled and easily slipped two fingers in her. He smiled and
said,
"Juicy bitch, Ain't ya??"
Lost in his deep blue pools, she could not answer.
She looked down sheepishly and saw she was wide open over
a mirrored section of floor. She was totally exposed to his
perusal. He, and she, could see the dripping of her sex hole,
and the tightly clenched brown neither hole. Why even her little
uthera was there open for him!! She should be ashamed... but she
was hotter than she had ever been before in her life.
her
mind fumbled. Her cunt flowed. He knew it. She knew he knew,
and was mortified, and yet she was a willing captive to this MAN.
She was his to do with as he wanted.
She shrank from the fact of her traitorous cunt was so easy
captive but he knew it. He had the proof on his fingers and hand.
He and she could see it. Their was nowhere to hide. She looked up
pleading with her eyes.
"A hot smelly cunt like this can get a stupid bitch like you in a
lot of trouble unless someone channels it into proper pursuits."
he observed, all the while finger fucking her copiously flowing
hole and boring into her mind with his eyes.
"I...I " she stammered only to be slapped again.
"When I want your opinion out of you I'll get it. Till then you
keep that tongue still. I'll tell you when to use it and on
what." he demanded squeezing her cheeks in his left hand. He
lifted her up this way. Her jaw ached from this and the slap.
Her cunt flowed and she knew he could do anything he wanted
with her. She hoped he would be gentle with her but she knew he
would not.
her mind demanded...
"Turn around and bend over...Now put your head on the floor."
He ordered. She complied, and then he ordered, "Now reach back
here and spread out those flabby ass cheeks." He ordered her.
"I said spread those cheeks bitch. Now do it... real wide. Wider
than that. I don't care if it hurts stretch um out. What are you trying
to hide from me in that stinking hole." he demanded as he traced a
path to her most private hole with his finger.
she shouted in her mind as
his finger penetrated her hole. She was impaled. She tensed up.
SLAP!!!
A sharp pain came as he slapped her ass with his left hand.
"Don't be tensing up on me bitch. I'll go get me a fire plug and
stuff it up here. That'll loosen up this nasty hole soo much you
will have to have a pipe cap here from now on." he demanded.
"Now relax like I was fucking this hole..."
Her neck hurt from supporting her body. Her tits hung down
obscuring her view of her master. She was experiencing the world
through his hands. It was humiliating and exciting. She was bent
over like a bitch in heat. Presenting to a stranger her holes,
and letting him check out their tightness.
She should get up!
She would not let him....
She should scream!
She should....
She held the position he wanted and orgasimed again on his fingers
in her ass. She had wanted a change of lovers... but this was.. well
certainly it was a change.
She felt him withdraw his finger from her ass. He wiped them on
her stretched right ass cheek...
she thought as she realized regretted their loss.
