Date: Thu, 6 Dec 2012 18:35:08 -0800 (PST)
From: oreguybf@yahoo.com
Subject: Bitch Awakening Part 3

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Bitch Awakening Part 3

I tried to clear the fog of the dream from my head as I gathered up the
tools to head out to the fence.  Although it was early morning, I could
tell it was going to be a hot day and was best to get out to the fence
before the heat and humidity made it impossible to work.  Knowing it was
the far part of the fence that needed fixing, I grabbed all the supplies I
was going to need and put them in the wheel barrow and headed out to do my
work for the day.

Even though I am not very tall at 5'10''.  I have the broad shoulders and
chest and thick legs to muscle the wheelbarrow over the bumps and uneven
ground.  Half way to the bad spot, I was already sweating, not a good sign.
I pulled my shirt off and tossed it on the pile of objects and began
pushing my way forward with the dream still clouding my thoughts.

In truth, I wasn't bothered that my teen sex dream was about dogs.  Looking
back, it seemed natural to me and there wasn't a mental struggle with it.
The part that clouded my thought was how real it was.  I could remember the
smell.  I could remember that feeling deep inside of me.  The craving and
fire I felt in the dream transferred to my body.  I was certain it wasn't
the heat of the day, as this was a different kind of heat.  It radiated
from my inside and was fixated in my pussy.

The less than impressive moment with my math tutor left me feeling empty
and yearning for something more substantial that a quickie in the side seat
of his car.  After that night, he never tried to have sex with me again,
which was fine with me.  After that night, he didn't seem to be all that
handsome, smart, or funny anymore.  It didn't take long before he stopped
coming by all together and I never heard from him again.  But on this day,
I felt the hunger and my mind could only concentrate on one thing.  It
could only focus clearly on cock.

I arrived where the fence needed mending.  The boards hung limply and some
even on the ground.  I had done this so many times, I didn't need to think
of what I needed to do and this was a blessing as my mind was elsewhere and
mindless tasks suited me just fine at that moment.

While I picked up the boards to see if they could be reused, my mind raced
back to the thought of the strong dogs fighting over me.  Anyone else
caught in the middle of three big German Shepard's would have been scared.
I wasn't scared, it only turned me on more.  I knew that whomever won the
fight was winning me.  In a very odd way, it was romantic having these
males fight over me.  The boards went up over the posts and the repairs
took shape as my mind grasped onto the reality of the dream.

I wanted the big dog to mount me and mate me.  Growing up in the country, I
knew what that meant and what was entailed.  I knew that it meant getting
his cock and knot buried in me until his cock was done pumping his seed
into me.  Of course, I didn't know exactly how it all worked at the time.
You can't know it fully until you experience it of course, but at 15, I
knew enough to know the end result.

As the repairs came to an end, the hot sun was reaching mid day and I
looked up to the sky.  There wasn't a cloud in the sky.  I was glad that I
had decided to get this chore done quickly as I was now completely covered
in sweat.  Thankfully, the wheelbarrow was going to be easier to push back
as it was mostly empty and I smiled at my work.

Walking back to the house I stopped in my tracks and caught the site of the
barn out of the corner of my eye.  With all the thought I had about my
dream, the actual barn had never really registered with me.  I looked at
the old weathered red planks and realized at once that this was the barn in
my dreams.  It was my neighbors barn and all I could do was stare at it
while the heat inside of me grew even hotter remember my dream so vividly.

I walked away from the wheelbarrow without so much as a thought and began
to walk toward the barn.  I wasn't naked, but I walked as if I was in a
trance.  I sniffed at the air to see if I could smell the smell I had in my
dream.  I raised my nose, closed my eyes, and took in a deep breath.

I felt kinda silly at that moment because the only thing I could smell was
the grass and the smell of the earth.  There was no metallic masculine
smell in the air.  As I opened my eyes, there were not three German
Shepard's ready to fight over me.  I let out an audible sigh and walked to
the barn nonetheless.  I could feel the sweat running down my body and saw
the shady side of the barn.  Even if there weren't dogs there, some shade
seemed like a pretty good idea to me.

I didn't hear any noise as I rounded the corner, nor could I smell
anything, but the coolness of the shade was welcomed as I laid down on the
grass.  The grass was cool and felt good on my body and the smell of the
grass made me smile and wiggled around on the grass to itch a spot on my
back.  I'm sure I looked like a complete fool, but I was happy nonetheless.

"What the hell are you doing Steve?" I heard a voice say.

I looked up at it was the neighbor's oldest son, Tim.  Tim was 5 years
older than I was, but he had been held back so he had been a Senior when I
was a Freshman.  He was tall, dark hair, and all the girls fawned over him.
He was a wrestler and played football and, generally speaking, no one could
ever deny him anything when he flashed his smile.  He was a local, small
town hero type through and through.

"Just wanted to lay down in the shade, Tim.  I was working on the fence and
I was pretty hot."  I smiled up at him and sat up on my elbows so I could
see him better.  Tim had been a particular fond masturbation fantasy of
mine for many years, as I am sure he was to many people in town.

Tim smiled at me and walked over to where I was laying down and stood over
top of me.  The sun was starting to peak around the barn making him like a
silhouette of a super hero.

"I heard you decided to not go out for wrestling this year.  That's a
shame.  You're built for it and I've seen you lifting shit around your
house.  You really should think about it.  Might even help you get laid
buddy!"

I must have blushed five shades of red.  It never had occurred that it was
common knowledge that I had not buried my cock in a girl yet.  Word travels
fast in small towns and I guess at that point, everyone knew I was virgin.
All I could do was stare at him for a moment and then give out a weak reply
to him.

"Yeah.  I decided to not try for wrestling this year.  Never done it.
Didn't want to look stupid," I said as I began to stand up.

Tim put his hand on my shoulder and tried to push me back down as I stood,
but I didn't budge and stood up squarely.  Tim's touch on my shoulder did
send that familiar electrical shock through my body that I had become
accustomed to now though.  It was the shock of sexual energy that radiated
through me entire body.  I had learned to hide it though and just smiled at
him as I finished standing.

"See!" Tim exclaimed.  "You were made for it.  And hell buddy, if you need
to learn, I'll teach you."

"Teach me?  Hell, I don't think I have it in me Tim." I said honestly
enough and hung my head.

"Nonsense.  Let me show you a few moves and you can see what I mean.  How
does that sound?"

Tim flashed his smile at me.  Remember the smile that I said no one could
resist?  Well, it worked on me and I was slowly shaking my head yes and
saying, "Ok," before I could stop myself.  Here was an opportunity to not
only spend time with my favorite jack off fantasy, but he was going to be
touching me and being close.  The horror of the situation didn't sink in
right away and wasn't apparent until Tim told me to get on the ground on
all fours.  Like a complete idiot, I did so without even thinking.

The ground felt cool on my hands as I mindlessly, and with a smile, assumed
the position on the ground.  Being on all fours was a standard wrestling
move and at first it didn't seem like a big deal.  As I raised my head and
started listening to Tim talk I noticed something I had not noticed before.
I was on all fours like my dream, on the side of the barn, with an Alpha
male getting behind me just like in my dream.

Tim talked to me while he assumed his position behind me with his arms
snaking around my middle section and all I could think about was how this
hot man was now behind me and drawing me back to his crotch and that was
when the terror hit me.  I was rock hard in my pants and my 7 inch boner
was rock hard.

"Try to get away now!" Tim barked at me as he drew me in tighter against
him and getting away seemed like the smart thing to do because I didn't
want him to know how turned on I was.

I did try to get away from him and twisted and turned as our bodies became
a tangle of each other.  Each move I made he countered and his bare chest
and arms were rubbing against my bare chest and arms.  The electricity in
my body was unmistakable and when I started panting, it wasn't from getting
out of breath.  I was panting from feeling like I was being tortured being
so close to Tim.

I could smell his body and his sweat.  I could smell how masculine and
dominating he was as I wrestled around trying to do my best to get away
from him.  I was no match for his experience, his prowess, or his maleness.
As I struggled against his strong arms I found myself pinned to the ground,
on my back with his crotch over my face.  I was fairly certain this wasn't
a standard wrestling move as he was rubbing his bulge on my face and he was
panting as well.

I tried to cry out, "I give," but as I opened my mouth he pushed his hips
towards my face and my open mouth came in contact with his jean covered
cock.  I could feel the thickness of his cock in my mouth as I laid still
too afraid to move.  The sweat of our bodies was mingling and my skin felt
like it was literally on fire.

I was pinned on the ground and he didn't let me up.  Tim was laughing and
saying that while I was pinned, I was still a good candidate for learning
how to wrestle and it seemed odd to me that he was talking while he had me
pinned down to the ground and his crotch pressed into my open mouth.  I was
confused and wanted it to stop and at the same time never end.  That's when
Tim's body language changed.

"Dude!" Tim yelled and hopped off of me quickly leaving me on my back.  I
didn't know if I should get up or stay where I was.  His tone was
aggressive and masculine with a bit of anger tinged in it.

"Dude, are you a fag?" he said forceful yet quietly.

I sat up quickly and realized he must have noticed my cock had been hard or
that my hips had been bucking up.  I must have turned red in the face while
I made my denial.

"No" I said meekly and in retrospect wouldn't have convinced anyone with
how meekly I made my statement.

Tim's face softened some as I drew my legs up against my chest and hung my
head.  I might as well had said, "Yes I'm a faggot."

He placed his hand on my shoulder and I was too afraid to look up as my
body tensed, but I didn't try to get away.  I was fairly certain that he
was going to punch me or kick me and I mentally tried to prepare myself for
the beating I was certain was on its way.

"Stevie, look at me," Tim said softly.  I raised my head and didn't realize
it, but had a few tears falling down around my cheeks.  I relaxed a bit
when I looked up to Tim and saw that anger was no longer present but he had
a look of concern and a softness to him I had not seen before.  He held out
his hand for me to take and I slowly took it as he helped me up and without
a word he held my hand and led me to the door of the barn.  We went inside
and I was trembling.  He held my hand and never let it go.

When he shut the door to the barn, still holding my hand, he turned and
faced me and drew me into him and hugged me.  My head went to his chest and
felt his chin on the top of my head.  We stayed like that for a few
minutes, neither of us saying anything.

"I've known you your whole life buddy.  I have never known you to be a
liar.  Why are you lying to me now?" Tim said very gently as his arms
pulled me in tighter.  Tim had always been a surrogate big brother to me as
I had no brothers.  He was the one who taught me how to throw a ball.  He
taught me how to rebuild an engine.  He was the one who also tried to teach
me about girls.  When I tightened my grip around his waist with my hug, he
let out a long sigh.

"I should have seen this earlier.  All the signs were there." Tim said
softly and the tears started flowing from my eyes like a waterfall and I
fell limp against his body.  His strong arms held me and I could hear his
heart beating as the moments passed without a word being said.

After what seemed an eternity Tim asked me about myself and about what I
was going through.  I told him everything that had been going through my
head and my heart.  I broke down and told him all about the math tutor and
how that had happened.  The only thing I kept to myself was the dream about
the dogs.  Somehow I knew that I needed to keep that quiet. I spilled it
all to him.

Tim didn't say anything.  He just let me carry on until I was done.  It
felt so good to let someone in on my secrets and my feelings.  Tim's hands
rubbed my back and he took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.  I wanted
to ask a million questions.  Was he going to tell on me?  Was he going to
beat me up?  Did he hate me now?  But nothing came out of me.

"Stevie, that's a lot to take in.  I know what you are," he said as he
raised my chin up to look him in the eyes.  "It must be so confusing being
a cock sucking bitch on the inside and a man on the outside."

This wasn't what I was expecting from him.  My heart felt a little bit
calmer and slightly hopeful as I looked up at the handsome man who was
looking me directly in the eyes.  His green eyes were piercing mine and I
could tell he wasn't going to hurt me.  More importantly, he knew what I
was and he kept his arms around me.

"Do you feel like you have a pussy, Stevie?"

I slowly nodded my head, still not saying anything almost afraid to hear my
voice while I looked into Tim's eyes.  They looked masculine and
determined.  There wasn't a sign of anger or disappointment.  Only the look
of a man who knew what he was talking about and doing.

"Stevie, I should tell you how sinful it is and how much I disapprove."  My
heart dropped at his words.  His eyes bore holes into mine as he said it
and I could feel my body tense up slightly.  "But I wont tell you that,
because I think you are different than most cock suckers."

Tim went on telling me how some "cocksuckers" were just useless whores and
had no morals and by my age had already serviced half the men in the
county.  My eyebrow raised wanting to ask the question how he knew this,
but I decided to let that lay still for the moment and not interrupt his
train of thought.

While I listened to him justify his position on his feelings about me, he
bent down and kissed me lightly on the lips.  I closed my eyes and lightly
kissed back and felt my body go as I slightly moaned with the introduction
of this handsome man's lips.  I heard Tim chuckle and I opened my eyes and
looked at him.

"Yeah Stevie, you're a bitch.  Only a bitch would melt from such a light
kiss by a real man like me."  I smiled, blushed and looked away.  He took
my head and turned it back towards him and leaned down, with both of his
hands on the side of my head and kissed me slowly, then passionately.  I
felt his tongue invade my mouth and I moaned back and threw my arms around
his neck and felt his bare chest rub against mine.

I could feel Tim's hands roaming down my back and then to my bottom.  He
pulled me into him by his ass and I could feel the unmistakable hardness of
his cock pushing into me.  I found myself grinding back into him and my
hands roaming around his chest.  I felt completely gipped by my math tutor
as this was how kissing should have been.  This man was not just kissing
me.  It felt that he was trying to posses my soul.  I could feel the
urgency of his kiss and his hands as the slipped in the back of my jeans
and down to my ass. I should mention that I get many compliments on my ass.
Even by guys.

His hands slipped easily down and I could feel them grabbing on to the
mounds and massaging them which caused me to moan so loudly and gasp into
his mouth.  I could feel him smile while he continued to massage my ass and
kiss me.

"You like how that feels, bitch?" Tim whispered out hotly in between
kissing me and massaging my ass.  I nodded and pushed myself into him and
found my grinding into him.  The sweat was starting to reappear and could
feel the heat Tim was putting out.  I could smell his maleness again.  My
pussy began twitching and I began moaning loudly.  My hands went crazy
touching his chest and his back and down to his stomach.  I didn't dare go
any lower without an invitation.  Sensing my hesitation, Tim took my hand
and guided it to the front of his jeans.

"Is this what you want my little bitch?" he growled out and he bent down
and kissed my neck hotly and pushed my hand into his crotch.  The noise I
made must have been the response he was looking for because he made a low,
growling noise and pushed his cock into my hand.

Not being very well versed in other mens cocks I wasn't sure what was
average or large.  Because my math tutor had been so small, I could feel
that Tim was very well hung in his pants.  His jeans covered cock filled my
whole hand.  Tim pulled back from me sharply and took my head back in his
strong hands to look me in the eyes.

"Have you ever sucked a man's cock, Stevie?" The intensity in his eyes and
the seriousness of his question didn't break the hypnotic trance I was in
with this magnificent man.

Quietly, almost a whisper, I replied to him, "No."

His eyes seemed to be searching mine.  He was searching my should to see if
I was telling the truth or not.  He was sizing me up like an Alpha male
does a bitch trying to sense if the bitch was indeed worthy of his seed.
After a moment he must have realized that I was indeed telling the truth.

"You wont be able to say that after today, as long as you agree to do
anything and everything I tell you to.  Can you do that, Stevie?  Can you
be a good little cock sucking bitch for your man?"

Just like with my math tutor, his words were turning me on.  I was
literally putty in his hands. I was about to say, "Yes!  I'll be your
bitch!" but Tim spoke again.

"Don't say yes unless you mean it.  I wont be able to stop myself from
taking what I want.  So, if you can't agree to be mine 100%, I wont go
forward and I will walk right out the door and we will forget this ever
happened," Tim said sternly.  My heart was beating a mile a minute and I
almost yelled out, "Yes, I'll do what you say and be your good cock sucking
bitch, Tim!"

He didn't say another word, nor did he break eye contact.  He simply put a
hand on my shoulder and began to push me down.  I knew what he wanted and
offered no resistance and went to my knees.  Careful to not break the eye
contact, I found my knees on the ground and looking back up at this
beautiful man.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue and don't move it."  It wasn't a
request, it was a command and I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
"I'm going to take out my cock and lay it on your tongue.  You do not try
to suck it or lick it.  You simply let it rest on your tongue."

Knowing this wasn't a request but a command I didn't feel the need to say
yes and kept my mouth open and my tongue out.  This seemed to please him as
his hand went for the button of his jeans and began to undo them.  I wanted
to look, but I knew better than to drop eye contact with him.  I was
obligated to follow this man in any direction he wanted to take my
trembling body in.

I heard the zipper come down of his pants and then I felt it.  I felt the
heaviness of his cock on my tongue.  It felt wider than my tongue and the
weight caused my tongue to grind into my bottom teeth.  I didn't think it
would be hard to follow his directions, but at that moment, it was the
hardest thing in the world to do.  I wanted to use my tongue to lick at
that thick member and close my mouth around it.

"You're place is to make a man happy.  I see that now.  All the signs were
there, but I didn't see them because you don't act like a sissy.  But all
the signs were indeed there."

While he was talking to me, I could feel a tangy liquid sliding down my
tongue.  My eyes bugged out a bit.  Was he pissing in my mouth?  Tim saw
the look on my face and smiled and said, "Don't worry.  It's just my
pre-cum leaking down your tongue.  You will learn to love it and crave it.
You will learn to appreciate a man that can pre-cum a lot to use it to lube
up your pussy and prepare it for fucking."

My eye contact never broke and listening to this man talking to me kindly
but as if I were an object made my pussy twitch and felt it starting to get
wet and I wiggled a bit.  I let out an involuntary moan of need that caused
him to smile wickedly.  I could taste more of the liquid running down my
tongue towards the back of my throat.  Learn to love it?  Fuck, I was
already there.  I wanted to taste more of it.

"Now, follow my instructions very carefully, baby.  In a moment, you are
going to retract your tongue back into your mouth and you are going to
close your lips around my cock as I push forward.  You keep your teeth off
of my cock."  Tim took my head into his hands firmly and nodded his head
indicating it was time.

As I began to retract my tongue, he gently pushed in at the same rate.  I
closed my lips around the thickness of his cock.  I had his cock in my
mouth and my pussy was going crazy and twitching.  Never breaking eye
contact Tim only smiled.

"You're doing good, baby" Tim said smoothly.  "You're doing better than
most of the girls who get my cock in their mouth the first time.  When I
tell you to swallow, you swallow like you're swallowing from a straw.  Now,
swallow!"

As I began to make my throat swallow, Tim pushed forward and met the
resistance at the back of my throat.  I began to gag wildly on his thick
cock.  I tried to pull my head back but Tim held onto my head firmly and
pulled his cock back slightly.

"Stevie, this can go easy or hard.  Either way, you are going to take my
cock down your throat.  Either trust me or I will ram my cock all the way
down."  I could hear the seriousness in his voice.  I knew that he meant
business and with my lips wrapped around his cock I wasn't in a position to
argue.

Tim nodded and I felt him push in again.  "Swallow!" he said.  I tried
again when I felt the cocked at the back of my throat.  Again I gagged but
not as violently.  Tim pulled back and without stopping said, "SWALLOW!"
Again, I felt the cock advancing to the back of my throat and I indeed
swallowed and gagged again, but even more less.

This went on for a good 15 to 20 minutes.  I wasn't aware of when it
happened, but at the end of the 20 minutes, I had his pubes at my nose. Tim
let out a sigh of contentment when he was fully impaled in my tight throat.

"Holy shit, baby.  Your throat feels so fucking good!  Never had one open
up so quickly for my thick meat." He groaned out and he pulled back again
and sank back into my throat.  After another few minutes he stopped and
pulled his cock out of my mouth.  I tried following it but he held my face
in place.

"I'm happy to see you followed instructions, bitch.  There's a reason I
didn't want you to see my cock before it went in your throat.  Look at it
now."  Tim said as he released my head.

My eyes fell down looking at his cock for the first time.  I had no basis
of comparison at the time, but, he was huge.  He had to have been a good 9
to 10 inches of really thick and veiny cock.

"If you would have seen it before you sucked it, you wouldn't have thought
it could fit down your throat.  Now suck it."

I didn't have to be asked or told twice.  I dove back on his cock wrapping
my tongue around the head of his cock and worked my way back to the base of
his cock. He didn't pump my face.  He just leaned back and let me enjoy his
cock.  He rubbed my hair and sighed pleasantly.  What seemed to short a
time enjoying his cock he pulled me back up to him and kissed me.  I
wrapped a hand around his cock while he kissed me.

Without speaking he pushed me back and kept his lips on mine, using my ass
for balance.  I didn't know where we were going, but I trusted this man.  I
was compelled to follow him.  Soon I felt something hit the back of my
knees and knew it was a hay bale.  He pushed me slowly to sit on it as he
stood.  His cock was rock hard and I wanted it back in my mouth and licked
my lips.  He chuckled and spoke to me in his husky deep voice.

"Baby, you are a born cock sucker.  If you keep it up, I wont last long and
I have different plans for this load in my balls.  Now lay back."

Again, it wasn't a request and I wouldn't have disobeyed it even if I had
my thoughts about me.  I laid back feeling the prickle from the hay and
made a grimaced face.  Tim must have known what I was grimacing about as he
quickly reached over and grabbed a horse blanket and told me to sit up.  He
placed the blanket across the bale and told me to lay back down.

His hands went to my pants and undid the buckle and the snap and unzipped
them.  He told me to raise my hips so he could remove my pants.  As he did
he slowly slid them down.  He pulled my boots off and tossed them to the
side carelessly. Next my pants came off and were tossed to the side again.
When he stood up, I could see his cock was leaking heavily and was still
rock hard.

I was just in my underwear and laying across this bale of hay with this
gorgeous man staring at me like a wolf stares at his prey before pouncing.
My whole body was a mixture of trembling and of need.  A deep fire was
brewing in me and he was looking at me like he was deciding how he was
going to use me.  Much like an artist would look at a canvas before he
brushed the first stroke on the empty media.

"I'm not a faggot, Stevie.  I don't want to see your dick.  Turn over on
your stomach," he said cooly.

Part of me felt disappointed.  The last time I did this, I ended up with my
math tutor ramming himself in me without any notice.  I wanted to see Tim's
eyes.  I wanted him to take me with love and with care.  However, I did as
I was told and turned over with the first feeling of disappointment since
we had started.

I felt his hands on my back and massaged me a bit.  His strong hands went
to the small of my back and I shivered involuntarily.  Damn, his hands felt
good on my skin.  I felt his hands go to my ass and massage them again and
heard him mumbling to himself.

"Fuck this is a nice ass.  So round and beautiful.  Girls asses aren't even
this nice."

His comments filled me with a sense of some pride that I was making him
happy with my body, even if he didn't want to see my cock.  I could feel
the need in his hands and the odd swear word letting loose that made me
moan and raise my hips up.

"Fuck.  This is a pussy that wants bred.  Fuck!" I heard him say.

I felt him pull my underwear and say that a jock would have been better.
With that, I heard the tearing of my underwear.  I wasn't prepared for the
sound and it made me jump up a bit.

"Don't worry about it, bitch.  I just want access to your cunt."

I heard more ripping and could feel the warm hair invading my ass and felt
his hands on my bare flesh again.  Another loud moan left my lips and
raised my hips up.  As I raised up he spread my cheeks, exposing my pussy
to him.

With a smile in his voice, "Oh fuck yes!  That's a sweet looking hairless
cunt buddy!"

I didn't think things could get any better but I was wrong.  I felt
something that made my skin tingle and my mouth let out a gasp of pleasure.
Tim's tongue ran up the length of my crack and lapped at my now twitching
hole.

"I love a girl who loves anal.  Don't have to worry about knocking her up.
I don't have to worry about that with you, bitch!"

He tongue lashed at my pussy and my pussy showed it's approval by opening
up.  His tongue speared it deeply and could feel his tongue poking the
tender insides, much like I had felt in my dreams.  He flipped me over on
my back and threw my legs up and dove back into my twitching pussy once
again.

This wasn't the only new sensation I was beginning to feel.  Deep inside my
pussy I felt something start out really small and deep.  The feeling
quickly spread out into my whole pussy.  This electric firing pleasure I
had never felt.  It began to radiate out to my whole body as my body jerked
and spasmed and I cried out loudly from the pleasure.

"Faggot, if I didn't know any better, I would say you just had a
pussygasm."

I didn't know what he meant.  All I wanted was another one.  It lasted a
good one to two minutes and felt like I had indeed had an orgasm, but knew
I had not ejaculated.

"I wonder if you do like a girl does?" Tim asked, mostly to himself.

Without warning, I felt a finger push into my pussy.  I felt myself open up
enough to grab a hold of his finger and draw him in.  My pussy was spasming
and drawing more of his finger into me.

I heard Tim gasp and then say how he had never felt anything like that
before.  I felt the digit manipulate inside of me touching me in places
only I had ever touched before.

"You are wet just like a pussy should be," Tim exclaimed.  I didn't care, I
just didn't want him to stop.  My hips began an automatic gyration on his
finger and soon felt him introduce a second finger into me.  It was
tighter, but went in and I was squirming and moaning and felt like I was in
heaven!

"Stevie, look at me!'

I looked into his eyes and realized I had closed them completely lost in my
own world of pleasure.  I instantly felt a twinge of guilt for losing
contact with his face and bit my lower lip while his fingers continued
their invasion of my tender and sensitive insides.

"Good.  Now that you're looking at me like a bitch should, I'm going to
fuck you now.  I can't hold back any longer and you need to do exactly as I
say.  Can you do that for me, baby?"

With a moan and a whimper and shook my head, "yes," unable to speak.

"I'm not going to be able to last long, I can already tell.  You're tight
and wet and damn it, I just have to be in you.  I will go as slow as I can,
but no matter how much it hurts, I'm going to fuck and breed your cunt,
bitch."

His words started another shiver starting in my pussy which rapidly spread
through out my body.  I gasped and arched my back and felt wave after wave
of pleasure flow through out my body.

"Jesus Christ buddy.  Your cunt is sucking my fingers in you deeper."

He stood up without taking his pants all the way down and pulled his
fingers out.  I felt oddly empty as he lined his cock up to my hole.  I
could feel the pre-cum wetting the outside of my pussy as he rubbed his
engorged cock head against my already slick opening.

As he began to push into me, I wrapped my legs around his back which pushed
the cock head into my cunt and I felt a physical "pop" as it went in.  I
cried out as my sphincter clamped down around his cock head.

"Damn you greedy bitch!  I was going to go slower, but I guess you just
could't wait for me. Now, push out like you are taking a dump."

There was nothing romantic about what he said, but I did it nonetheless and
looked him in the eyes.  As I pushed out, he pushed in and sank another
inch or two in me.  Granted, it felt like he was impaling me on a baseball
bat at that point and I closed my eyes.  I felt a light slap to my face and
my eye's sprang open.

"I don't want to tell you again.  Don't close your eye's, faggot.  You look
at the man that is properly taking your cherry and making you into the
bitch you are!"

Without warning I felt him shove another few inches in me and I gasped out
and tried to cry out.  Tim bent down and covered my mouth with his and
began kissing me.  The distraction and surprise gave him the opportunity to
shove another stretch of that massive cock into my stretched cunt.

As we made out he pushed more and more into me.  He would pull out and push
in and my legs wrapped around him tightly and my arms around his neck.
When he kissed my neck and whispered, "You have the best pussy I've been
in," it sent me over the edge and had another pussygasm.

"Holy fuck!  Your cunt's massaging my cock when you do that.  It feels like
I'm getting a deep throat and a hand job, baby.  Hell yeah!  Keep cumming!"

Each wave of orgasm made my body come alive and spasm.  It would cause my
back to arch and my juices to flow.  His pulling out and pushing in seemed
easier and I didn't question it.  I just knew I wanted him all in me.  It
was painful, but it was a different kind of pain.  It made me feel complete
having this man buried inside of me.

I knew this is what I needed and craved and tried to hold back the tears in
my eyes but they betrayed me and ran down my face.  Instead of inspiring
sympathy, this seemed to encourage him.  "Awwww," he grunted out in mock
sympathy, "is my big cock too much for you to handle in your little pussy?"

"No!  Fuck me Tim.  Please don't stop!" I cried out afraid he was going to
pull out.  I should have known better.  No man is going to pull out of a
wet tight pussy once he gets his manhood wedged in.

Tim smiled and kissed me again and shoved the remaining inches into me.  I
started to see stars and I literally could not breathe.  I could feel his
balls smashing into me as he finished his last thrust and heard him growl
into my ear how my pussy was officially popped and turned into a cum hole
for real men.

Another pussygasm wracked my body hearing him.

Again, my cunt pulsed around his cock and pulled him in as deeply as he
would go.  I was wet and pushing up to get every last millimeter I could
inside of me.  I still had tears in my eyes, but they were of joy.  I had
never felt so complete.

"Time for the main event, bitch.  Hold on."

Hold on I did.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs tightened up
around his back.  His fucking took on new meaning as he began fucking me in
earnest.  I could feel his large meat slipping out and ramming back into my
battered cavity.  I was thankful he had taken his time to get to this point
because it was almost more than I could take.

Every time he would bottom out in me, it would take my breath away and I
would see stars.  It was pleasure and pain and a bit too much pain, but I
knew there was no way this man was going to slow down.  He stopped talking
and only made the occasional grunt or growl. The only words I heard were
"wet pussy" or "tight cunt." He stared into my eyes deeply while he pile
drived into my now loosened pussy.  I was certain I had been torn a bit and
this caused me to wrap my legs around his back even tighter.

"I can't hold out.  You're gonna get my baby makers up your tight
twat. Like it or not!"

He rammed hard and let out a near scream as I could feel my already
impossibly stretched pussy stretch some more.

"Fuck yeah!  Take my cum you dirty bitch!" Tim screamed out looking me in
the eyes.

I arched my back and felt the wave of another orgasm hit me as the volley's
of his cum sprayed my pussy down.

"Oh hell yeah cunt!  Milk that last bit of Timmy's juice out of my cunt
like a good girl!  FUCK!" He yelled while I lost control of my body to the
waves of pleasure running through it.

Tim bent down and kissed me again and let his lips linger on mine as I felt
his cock twitch the final time.

After a long moment of catching out breath, I felt Tim withdraw his cock
from my very sorry pussy.  He looked down at his cock as it pulled out and
looked back at me with a smile.

"Yup baby.  You're cherry has been broke.  But don't worry. I've had girls
bleed more"

He seemed pleased that he made me bleed and I looked at his cock with a bit
of terror on how much was I bleeding.  When I saw it, it wasn't much and I
calmed down immediately.

"I'm going to let you off this time.  Normally I make a girl suck my cock
clean after I breed her cunt.  But, since I popped your cherry, you will
have to wait until next time."

Tim threw his cock back in his pants and zipped up and gave me his hand to
help me stand up on shaky legs.

"I was right, Stevie."

"About what, Tim?" I asked shakily.

"You are different.  You don't have an asshole.  You have a pussy.  God
knew what he was doing when he made you a cock sucker, baby.  That is one
fine piece of snatch you have."

I know I should have been somehow offended being talked to like that and
objectified.  At that moment, as I was naked and in Tim's arms, with his
seed dripping down my leg, I felt like the luckiest and happiest man alive.

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Next Chapter:

Steve's dreams continue and he pursues the reality of them.  Steve meets
someone that will change his very existence in life.