Date: Sun, 31 Mar 2002 09:08:10 +0000
From: Amy Tetsuka <japancutie69@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Their Every Fantasy Part 1: The Game Begins"

Okay, this is my first story to nifty, it was originally written because a
friend thought he was too much of a "erudite" to get off on pornography, so
I wrote this up for him, and he persuaded me to send it in. It's not exactly
deep, but tell me what ya think it needs/lacks, so I can improve on the next
parts! You can e-mail me at japancutie69@hotmail.com.

Also, if you do not like the ideas of intercourse between members of the
same sex, young teenagers preforming sex acts, or sex in general, please
stop reading now. Same goes for if you are under the legal age in wherever
you live to view pornographic material, or if it's illegal to read/view
pornographic material where you live at all.  The part that's good for
"one-handed typing" is near the end so be patient!  Also, although there's
only mentions of any guy guy or girl girl action, both will be strongly
featured in part 2, which should be ready tomorrow.  Please enjoy!:)

Introduction
Ashley Furnatados and Mark Tamely were kids in love, simply put. The two
walking, talking balls of hormones (Like every other teenager) had met each
other quite randomly at a shopping mall food court, catching eachother's
eye.

Despite being the younger of the two at fifteen years, Ashley had found
herself attracted to Mark's boyish features, his unorganized blonde hair,
his bright dancing blue eyes as well as his arms, legs and chest which
despite being rather pale had that perfect amount of muscle so that he was
strong (and cute!) but not ripped like some greased steroid-popper on TV.
She had tried to make her move graceful, sitting across from him at the
dingy mall food court, making innocent small talk like asking for the time.
She quickly learned the blonde boy was shy by the fact he spoke quite
little, even when she started to flirt a bit. She was worried he wasn't
interested, she even began to worry he might've only liked other cute boys
(A thought not too strange to her, she had many gay friends.) until she
caught him staring at her breasts. That was her que, as she interpreted
it...

Mark had seen her from a mile away, a pink-breasted girl with pigtails. He
had found her hot from the moment he focused his eyes on her, this gorgous
girl with a deep natural tan, italian or greek he guessed. She was wearing
an unbuttoned white dress shirt with a pink tube-top underneath it, her long
sandaled legs stopped only at the tight white skirt that curved a small ass.
Mark kept walking but caught her eye as he took one last look at that
adorable ass. He was amazed to find her sitting across from him only a few
minutes later, asking for the time. She made a little small talk with him,
which was hard to do while pretending not to notice her cute tight tights
stuck in the pink shirt, with two points for nipples just barely visible.
Once she had small-talked a bit, Mark decided to start flirting, and had her
hook line and sinker from the moment he told her what a turn on pig tails
are.

Ash left her number with Mark, who spent an entire day wondering about when
it was too soon to call....

And so it began. By the first date, the two found they had a lot in common.
They were both very openly bi-sexual, they both loved giving blowjobs, and
most of all they were both usually submissive in sexual roles, (Ashley
however was just the opposite in any other situation.) A second date came
next, then a third. Both had very sexually active relationships in the past
(both with men and women) and they both knew and acknolwedged that if they
pushed things too fast it'd ruin a good relationship. So they decided on the
"Base a Week" method. They started making out on the third date, and every
week or two they would step up the level of sexual activity. The next week,
they started groping, slipping hands under shirts as well as fingering and
hand jobs. The week after that, the shirts came off as Mark started to
tongue Ashley's perky (not huge, but not small) breasts and she circled his
nipples with her pierced tongue while her hands slipped inside his pants.
This went on until the pair had explored much of the normal (For teenagers)
sex life together. Although niether was very controlling, Mark usually
listened to Ash, and she liked it that way. As such, Ash was usually the
submissive when they were in the bedroom, since she could ask him to be
dominant. Mark was used to being on all fours or having his face pushed deep
into a girl's muff, but willingly adapted to his new role...

All went well, until the horny duo got a little bored, and that is where our
story begins.


Mark was rebuttoning his shirt, his cock still out of his black trousers. It
was still hard but was empty more or less and glistening from Ashley's
mouth. Ashley was getting off her knees, scratching a tooth. They kissed
shortly, Mark enjoying the fragrance of his own cum in Ash's mouth as she
ran her tongue ring along his teeth.

"Mmm. That was good..." Ashley said, sitting next him, pulling on her socks
first, then her slim pink panties, which dampened slightly, her pussy still
wet from Mark's magic figners.

Mark nodded once, but didn't asnwer. He was a little bored, and she could
see it. Still mostly naked, she swung onto his lap, his erect penis pushing
against her wet panties.

"You know, we haven't moved up in the last few weeks, baby." She mentioned
quietly, referring to their "Base a Week" system.

"What's left to go up to? I thought ass-fucking you was the last step." He
said jokingly, but there was truth to his statement.

She looked at him with a crooked grin and straddled his dick lightly.

"Mmm, don't forget my little strap-on friend. I ass-fucked you, too, and you
loved it."

"Of course! I hadn't been fucked in what seemed like forever before that, it
felt great. But you're avoiding my point. Where do we go from here, love?"

She shrugged a little and thought for a moment, scratching herself just
below her nipple. As usual Mark had his eyes fixed on her dark breasts, and
just as his cock had been going limp, in twitched to hardness as she touched
her breast. She giggled and looked at him funny, knowing now that he liked
watching her touch her own breasts. She began to squeeze them in her
pink-nailed hands, moving to circle to nipples in a mock show for her love.
She moaned a loud false moan, but was already feeling that anxiousness in
her stomach at the feeling of breasts.

"That's a fantasy of mine... watching you play with breasts." He said
hoarsely, eyes stuck on the pinkish-purple nipples.

"That's a fantasy? You have more imagination then that!" She said teasingly,
stradling his now reformed six-inches as she began to seriously play with
her nipples, tweaking them adeptly.

"Well... no. I.." He paused, but was urged on as she pushed her cheeks
against his cock.

"I like to think about you playing with a younger girl's tits." He admitted,
adverting his eyes from hers when she giggled.

"It's stupid, I know."

"It's not stupid, Mark, it's hot!" She said, and felt his cock twitch again.

"Really?"

"Really. I've got one like that, only, me and you seduce a freshman from
school, get her really horny, then convince her to have a threesome." Mark's
cock was up to it's full 6.5 inches now, pushing the light greek girl up.

"And you go down on me while she does my tits, rubbing them, licking them,
and so on." She explained, and he realized she was twisting her nipples and
pushing them as she explained her fantasy. Mark looked at her beamingly, and
reached around her, squeezing the fabric of her panties and the tight anal
flesh behind it.

"I know what we can do. We can start living out fantasies... That will be
our next step."

She looked at him incredulously and giggled, but Mark was getting firm
enough in his sexual role as the dominant to know what to do. He looked at
her sternly, and yanked the sticking panties from off her lower region,
exposing the small well-trimmed rectangle of dark pubic hair he loved.

"Are you serious?" She asked, but he answered only pulling his hands,
opening up her tight cheeks. She let out a gasp as he pushed the tip his
rehardened cock into her rectum, squeezing her goose-pimpled nipples.

"Okay! We'll do it!" She said, drawing a breath from the loving pain. His
manhood was unlubricated except for her drying spit, and the sharp hurt was
evident in her yelping moan as he squeezed her hips, pushing her onto his
cock. One of her hands reached down to her glistening patch of hair, tracing
a nailed finger over the slit. She used that had to spread her wet pussy
lips, and the other two fingers began to fuck her from one end as the other
was penetrated by her man's cock. Both of them were making light pants and
gasps, as Mark's hands tightened around her thighs, pushing her up and down
on his uncircumsized cock. She straddled energetically now, her fingers in
pace with each thrust of him into her. She felt his hands spread out and dig
their nails into her spread cheeks just as she leaned in to kiss his
collar-bone.

Egged on, he began to thrust with his hips as well as pulling her up and
down onto his engorged member. The increased velocity made Ash go faster and
faster with her two dark fingers, fucking herself as he fucked her in her
tight newly punctured ass.

After only a few more thrusts at this pace, it was too much for the fifteen
year old, who bit down gently into Mark's shoulder as she came, her body
arcing high above him, the cock pulling out of her ass for just a moment.
However, as juices leaked out of her pussy and down onto his blonde pubic
hair as well, he gripped her arced body hard and slammed it down onto his
spear, bucking wildly, feeling his release closer and closer. She moaned
slightly, still twitching in orgasm, her hands seizing up from the gentle
pain and extreme pleasure. That's when he came, a hot steaming white load
that burst up into her ass and soaked down the walls inside her, dribbling
out onto his cock.

They were frozen there, for a few beautiful minutes, staring into each
other's eyes. Sex was certainly not boring, but they both admitted that they
were thinking of the fantasy as they fucked, the fantasy they would make a
reality tomorrow at school. A young thirteen year old freshman named Ann
didn't know it, but by this  time tomorrow, she would be moaning both the
lovers' names.