Date: Fri, 23 Jul 2010 07:51:34 -0700
From: sasha_neko@hotmail.com
Subject: Sammy-girl 1

Here's my latest work, the first in a series of short stories about a girl
named Samantha. As always, I crave your feedback, if you have any comments
or suggestions or even if you just think it sucked please e-mail me at
Sasha_neko@hotmail.com I live and die for your feedback!

Warning: this story contains sexually explicit content involving
lesbianism, masturbation, bondage, and incest, if any of this content
offends you or if it is illegal for you to view this content for any reason
please navigate away from this page imediately. Thank you and I hope you
enjoy.



I let out a soft moan. Whatever colorful dream I had been having shifted
into the grey of wakefulness as my eyelids fluttered open. The weight of
sleep began to lift and I could feel a soft, light, wet touch to my private
area. My hands were bound above my head, tied to the bedpost, my mouth was
gagged and I could feel drool sliding down my cheeks. Even in wakefulness
my head was spinning, I was filled with the ecstasy or orgasm though I had
previously only experienced it through masturbation. On my inner thighs I
felt two small hands, soft hands, pushing my legs apart and up, opening my
most sensitive area to this unknown intruder's tongue. My body
involuntarily shuddered as the tongue slid up my labia and lightly teased
my engorged clitoris. I moaned again, louder this time though, and the
intruder pulled away slightly.

"Good morning, Sammy-girl." A familiar voice though I could not place it,
that came to me as a soft whisper. Somewhere, deep in the back of my mind I
thought I should struggle, or scream, but the soft features of the intruder
comforted me. Again she slid her tongue along my sex, kissing and sucking
my labia or rubbing her tongue on my clitoris in small, tight circles. I
had only discovered masturbation a fear years ago, and I fell in love with
it, every morning after I woke up and every evening before I went to bed I
would masturbate, often times during the day as well. I'd lock my door and
bury myself beneath my sheets and blankets. I kept all my clothes on,
unlike the women I had watched on the internet, and reached my hand under
my skirt or shorts and rubbed my pussy through my panties, squeezing my
thighs together over my hand. I loved feeling my panties getting wet and I
loved the warmth and closeness of it. Tough I had never cummed, I loved to
play with myself until my panties and fingers were completely soaked, then
I`d take them off and smell them and taste them. But this was an entirely
different experience. The intruder had taken all my clothes off and left me
atop my bedding, with my arms stretched out above my head and my legs
spread wide open. I felt my entire body blushing, my brain knew I shouldn't
be calm, but the intruder's tongue silenced my reasoning.

Slowly she worked her way up and down my cunt, sucking and biting and
kisses while rubbing my inner thighs, sending waves of pleasure through my
entire body. My small nipples were completely erect and begged to be
soaked, but the intruder hadn't any eyes for them. She blew softly on my
soaking cunt and I moaned and thrashed my head about, my mind was swimming,
my body was compulsing, I needed release. Suddenly she stabbed my pussy
with her tongue, penetrating me and licking my vaginal walls, sending
crashing waves of pleasure throughout my entire body. I moaned and every
muscle in me tensed and my back arched and eyes shut tight and my thighs
pushed hard against the intruder's hands, but she held them apart,
continuing her invasion into my vagina, licking deeper inside of me until
she hit one spot and I was lost. I felt the vaginal ejaculate erupt from
within me, heard and felt the intruder lapping feverishly at my pussy, as
if she could not afford to miss one single drop of my sweet nectar. My
whole body was convulsing and in the fever of orgasm I felt the intruder
penetrate me once more with two fingers. She rammed them into my tight
cunt, unfamiliar to penetration of any sort, and began moving rotating them
as she moved them in and out in quick, hard motions. My orgasm strengthened
ten-fold and my body screamed in ecstasy. I came again and again, as the
intruder fingered my pussy with a great power and a great passion and
simultaneously lowered her mouth to my clit and bit down, pulling and
kissing and rubbing it with her tongue.

My mind blanked in one final, orgasmic eruption and I passed out. When I
woke up I was still atop my bed, my blanket on the ground and my sheets
soaked through with sweat and cum. Drool and tears wet my face and my
wrists burned with the red reminder of the ropes that had bound me. Most
notably my pussy was soar and throbbing, I could still feel the intruders
powerful dominion over it. For a long while I simply lay there, breathing
heavily and basking in the memory of it, I had never experienced such
pleasure and I knew that I would not rest well until I could feel it again.

My older sister knocked on the door. "Get up Sammy-girl, your breakfast is
getting cold."