Road Tripping
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I slipped carefully out of the leather store with my new gear. Then quickly I slipped off my mask and gloves and tossed them into the dumpster. It would be hard to explain what I was doing with gloves and a mask and stolen goods if someone caught me. Anyway, the trash would be collected in a few hours so I figured I'd be all right. Though it would be pretty funny if the minister's daughter got caught with the goods. My Dad would just scream. Maybe it would be good if I got caught.
"Yasmina, you've always been such a good girl," he'd say and then probably get me out of it.
The thing is that I had always been a good girl. The closest thing to sex I had ever had was Jimmy Noonan trying to feel me up after the prom. Then there was Miss Howard, but I think she was just drunk when she sat watching me shower in the girls locker room. I even let her dry me off. She kind of lingered over my vagina. I actually kind of liked it in a creepy sort of way. She even bound me all up after the whole thing happened. I guess I should start saying pussy, snatch or cunt -- vagina just sounds so clinical.
Anway, back to my story. My parents are pretty awful. They made me wear long dresses and long-sleeved shirts in public up until, well, now. She also, on my Dad's orders, made me wear these silly granny panties that my gran would never wear. My gran used to dance in Chicago in the thirties, and she was really cool. Gran even apologized for my Mom. When I started getting pretty big pretty quickly, twelve, my Mom bound my breasts. I always had to unbind them when I got home. At home, and they really never let me out besides for school, I was only allowed to wear a sleeveless white t-shirt and tight v-cut running shorts. This outfit was supposed to let my body breathe. I couldn't where anything else. Well, except the corset.
My Mom insisted that I start wearing a corset when I was fouteen. She always used to tell me, "Yasmina, you got to hide your goods when you're to young, or you'll never get a man. But you better be ready for him, if you want him to marry you." My Dad was in agreement with my Mom on this issue. He always had me serve his guests when he had guys over to watch football. The only other woman that was ever in the house was Mom.
She used to cinch it really tight too. If I was ever caught trying to loosen it my Dad would give me twelve from a hickory switch on my ass. I think he probably liked it more than he should. You'd think the school would have said something, but they were weird and thought my Dad had a hot-line to Jesus.
Screw the cops, I want everyone to know that I'm gone. So, on the walk home, I began to strip. I leave my cashmere sweater in the street. The blouse is tossed in front of the pub. That stupid skirt I leave in front of the diner. I unbind my breasts and drop the tape in front of the dry cleaners. My granny panties I leave on the front door handle of my Dad's church. I make it home in just the corset. Luckily, no one catches me -- though it migh have been fun if they had.
Now I'm standing in front of the full-length mirror in my parents room. They are gone for the weekend. With a knife I cut the corset open. My pussy gets hotter and wetter with each snap of the cruel cord that shaped my stomach. Finally, it falls to the floor, and I breath in deep. Completely naked, and my breasts still aching, I begin to stroke my tight little virgin pussy with my two fingers. The orgasm hits me like a tidal wave and my thighs are drenched with my juices. I then wipe my pussy and thighs off on my parents pillows. That will certainly get their attention. To make matters a little more obvious for them I decide to shave my pussy and leave my red cunt hairs in a pile on the white, wall to wall carpeting in the bedroom. Maybe I should get a piercing and send them a picture?, I think to myself.
I suck on my fingers, a little curious about how I taste. Mmmm, a little sweet. I start to finger my slightly sore snatch while I inspect my body. When I let down my thick red hair it falls and flows a little past my waist. I tie it in a loose braid. My green eyes are big and wide and my red lips are full and ripe. My body is really sexy with measurements that are 34DD-20-34 -- wow, I'd like to fuck me. I hope my waist will thicken up a little after the corset. My breasts are upturned and my aureoles are a deep red. My nipples are hard and sticking out like little red spikes. Even when I am not so excited they stick out pretty prominently. My pussy, I notice, is a little open and the pink of my slit is visible, and, if I look carefully I can just see my clit. My skin is smooth, silky, and creamy white It contrasts nicely with my hair, tits, and pussy.
"I am going to have some fun" I say out loud laughing.
I start to dress. First is the soft leather thong. It outlines the slit of my newly shaven pussy. Second are the thigh-high leather boots. I'm starting to feel like a bad ass chick now. Last is the leather dress. It's held up by spaghetti straps and show's a lot of cleavage. The dress fits like a second skin around my breasts and trunk, and the way it outlines my breasts and lays over my ass is positively pornographic. It falls loosely a little past mid-thigh. I complete the look with a black leather duster and a black cowboy hat. I steal two hundred bucks from my Dad's dresser. Finally, I pick up my new leather mail carriers bag, filled with my new filched outfits, and head out the door.
When I get to the interstate, I stick my thumb out and wait. Oh! a ride's coming, gotta go, more later . . . maybe I should send them this diary after my first fuck -- that would sure freak them out.
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