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Alison's story.
Chapter 1
I can't believe that I am actually writingthis down after so many years. I am now a ‘respectable' married womanof 38. Happily married to John, with two lovely kids, mortgage, the works.Sixteen years ago I was a newly qualified secondary school teacher. I hadleft college with an overdraft and no job. Worse than that, I had no whereto live. That's where John helped out.
We had been together for over a year,and things were going well. I had met all of his friend, and generally goton well with them. Especially Sally, we always seemed to hit it off. Sallyhad a boyfriend, Alan. They lived together in a large flat above a tailor'sshop. The flat was really two flats, on two floors, and they had talked ofgetting someone in to rent the first floor, while they stayed on the topone.
When I found myself with nowhere to live,John asked them if they would consider splitting the flat. They agreed, andso I had found my place to live. The next thing was to find a job ! Alanwas able to help with this, as he was a teacher at a local comprehensive,and had been there for about four years. He had a quick word with the head,and I was installed as the new junior English teacher.
At first everything was great. I had afine time spending my new salary on furniture and fittings. I got on wellwith Sally, and we had lots of girly nights in drinking wine while John andAlan went out to the pub.
I should say something about Alan at thispoint. He was 26, the same age as John, about six feet tall, very dark hair,brown eyes and slim build. He and John had been at school together and werereally close mates. I had never actually had any kind of argument with him,but I always felt uncomfortable alone with him. He gave off the impressionthat he thought women were beneath him. Now in those days, I was a very ‘righton' feminist, and so his attitude really irritated me. I suspect that heknew this, and played on it. He was the kind of guy who liked to get a reaction.He was also the kind of guy who made you feel that he was undressing youwith his eyes, something else I hated ! I could really have done withouthim, but he was John's best friend, and my new land lord, and so I put upwith him
Though I say so myself, I was a bit ofa looker in those days. Although I am only five foot three inches, I hadlong dark brown hair, which almost reached my hips, 34B boobs, and a tightarse, which John always said was my best feature. I liked to dress in stylishclothes for work, which always got the attention of the 14 and 15 year oldsI was teaching, and when at home I would generally slop around in jeans andt-shirt.
One evening I was up at Sally's place,and we were getting very drunk! She told me of a friend of hers, Lin, whohad gone away with her boyfriend Keith for a week at a county cottage. Iknew Lin, or so I thought, and so I was stunned when she told me of the kindof activities they were planning on getting up to. “Lin likes to bedominated” Sally said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well,she likes to be completely dominated. I mean totally. All week. She has todo what ever Keith says, the moment he says it. If she doesn't, he spanksher. He's made her do the most humiliating things in the past, like go toa pub and deliberately let some man see her boobs. On one occasion he madeher wear a really short skirt, and no knickers. Then he made her go to thesupermarket and keep bending over for things on the bottom shelf. God knowshow many blokes had a look at her snatch that day. She said she absolutelyloved it !”
I was stunned! “But Lin isn't intoanything like that” I protested, “She wouldn't let a man treather like that, she's got too much pride as a woman !”
“That's what I said to her” Sallyreplied, “But she said that it was really exciting not knowing whatshe was going to have to do next. She said that she is always on the vergeof a huge orgasm whenever she and Keith play their game. And she said I shouldn'tknock anything until I've tried it !”
We talked about this for ages afterwards,on the sort of things we would imagine them doing. Then we talked about thesort of things we would hate to be made to do. Of course, what we were reallytalking about was the sort of things we would secretly love to be made todo. I realised this when I went to the loo and found that my pussy was absolutelysoaking. I hadn't been that randy in years ! John and Alan came back fromthe pub soon after, and we made our way to our own beds. John got the shagof his life that night, and even now, after we have been married for tenyears, he still mentions it. He has no idea why I was so hot that night,or what was to happen over the next few months !
Two weeks later, John dropped a bombshell! His company was starting a new operation in Australia, and as a juniormanager, he was going to have to work there for six months. I was furious! “Can't they send someone else? Why you?” I yelled. “Yesthey could send someone else”, he said, “But my career wouldbe finished. If I can't do this, then I've no chance of promotion, now orin the future. I'll be pushing bits of paper around for the next few yearsuntil they find a reason to make me redundant.” He said. We arguedfor hours, but he eventually made it clear that he was going, and if I wasn'tprepared to support him then he would go it alone. Reluctantly, I agreed.I loved him, and didn't want to lose him.
A short time later, John went to Australia.It wasn't until after he had gone that I realised how much I was going tomiss him, and how much I loved him. I was all for leaving my job and goingover there, but he said no, he was moving around too much and we wouldn'tsee anything of each other anyway. I was stuck !
Sally and Alan proved to be great friendsduring the first few weeks after John went. They spent a lot of time withme, and we got drunk a lot. I even began to soften my opinion of Alan ! onenight, as we were putting away a few more bottles of red wine Alan mentionedKeith and Lin. I looked quickly to Sally, and we both grinned ! What I didn'tknow was that Alan had seen this.
An hour or so later, and Sally was welland truly hammered ! As she started to fall asleep in the chair, Alan carriedher upstairs and put her to bed, and then came down for some more drink.We talked about nothing much for a while and then he said “So you knowall about Keith and Lin's game then Alison?” I was pretty drunk myselfby this time, and said “yes, and it all sounds a bit stupid to me.I mean, what's the big deal in letting some man make a complete fool of you,and then tell all his mates? I'm assuming that all you blokes know aboutit ?”
“Oh yes, we know ! Keith makes apoint of telling us everything he gets Lin to do. We even suggest thingsfor him. Last month we suggested that he take Lin shopping for underwear,but when she went into the changing room to try them on, she would have toleave the door slightly open, so that anyone passing could see in. And guesswhat I saw when I went shopping last weekend?” He said with a smile. “Surpriseme” I said coldly, “Lin stripping and flashing all her bits forall to see, changing room door open by about a foot ! She drew quite a crowdI can tell you. Nice tits !”
“I think you're sick, and Keithis the sickest.” I said.
“Yes, I knew you wouldn't like theidea. It's too much of a challenge for you isn't it?” He said.
“What do you mean ‘challenge'?” Isaid, “Where is the challenge in letting some man control you completely,humiliate you, make you do the most degrading stuff. Where is the challenge?” Iwas getting pretty angry about it all by now, but Alan just sat calmly, smilinga little smile, infuriating me further!
“Well let me put it like this”,he said, a patronising tone in his voice. “Lin really enjoys herself.She really gets off on it. She knows that we all know, but the unspoken ruleis that we never mention it in front of her. That way she can have her fun,so can we, no-one gets hurt, and no-one thinks any less of her for it. Infact, she's being really masculine about sex, none of this emotional shit,she just sees it as a way of having a good time. And she knows Keith lovesher to death. He wont even look at another woman, and she knows that too.But you couldn't cope with something like that. You have to be in controlall the time, and the stupid thing is that you think we all respect you forit ! You're a real little tight arse, Alison, you think you can do anything,but you couldn't cope with grown up stuff the way Lin does. That's why Isaid it would be too much of a challenge for you. Admit it, you couldn'tgive up control of your life for a second, never mind a whole week. You justdon't have the nerve or the maturity for it”.
By now I was very drunk and very angry.Now the drink began to talk.
“Of course I could do it” Isaid, “I could easily let myself be controlled, there would be nothingto it.”
“Prove it”
“What?”
“Go on, prove it. You're alwayssaying that there's nothing you can't do, well I'm calling you on it ! Proveto me that you could cope with not being in control for once in your tight-arsedlife.”
“OK, so how do I go about provingit idiot!, in case you hadn't noticed, John is 10,000 miles away. Who doyou suggest I get in as my Svengali? You?” This last was said withso much sarcasm, even he couldn't miss it.
“I wouldn't want to be botheredwith you” he said, smiling “like I said, you wouldn't be ableto do it, you'd cry off or something”
As if in a dream I heard myself saying “Icould cope with anything you could come up with, and more besides. You thinkLin is so cool because she lets herself be played with by all of you, butI could easily do that too”
“OK” he said, “LikeI said – prove it”
“Right”, I said, “Tryme !” I had seriously underestimated how drunk I was, I was in a toweringrage, and I wasn't going to let this smug bastard get the better of me, orso I thought ! The idea of playing with him appealed to me. I would let himthink he was controlling me, and then at the vital moment I would pull theplug on his little scheme. I was also enjoying the sexual tension in theroom, which was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.
“Right then. Show me your tits” hesaid, still with that thin, patronising smile on his face.
I knew he was trying to provoke me, tomake me refuse to play along, so that he could smile triumphantly and say "Itold you so". I wasn't going to let him win so easily. I was going toprove to him that Lin was probably playing a game, and on her terms, notKeith's or any of his seedy mates.“Is that the best you can come upwith?” I taunted, as I stood up, staggering slightly as I did so. Ipulled my T-shirt up and off over my head, threw it onto the floor and stoodin front of him, hands on hips, triumphant !
He laughed !, the bastard. He just satthere and laughed !
“What's so funny?” I yelled.
“I've seen lots of bras, Alison.I said show me your tits!”.
Without thinking, I unhooked my bra, tookit off, dropped it onto the floor next to my T-shirt and stood there justthree feet in front of him. His expression didn't change, he didn't move.I was ready to kill him ! I shook my tits from side to side, cupped themin my hands and squeezed my nipples at him.
“Is this good enough for you then” Isaid.
“That's nothing”, he said, “I'veseen Lin do much more than that! You'll have to do a lot more to convinceme that you could handle as much as she does. Much more in fact ! Are youready to convince me that you could do that Alison?”
“Go on then”, I said. I wasseething. There was no way I was going to let him win, whatever it took,I would do. I was more drunk than I could ever remember being, and the drinkhad removed any inhibitions I might have had.
“What colour knickers have you goton?”, he said, still calm, still smiling.
“White” I said.
“Show me. Take your jeans off.”
I didn't stop to think, didn't hesitate.I unzipped my jeans, opened the button, and eased them down my thighs. Ileft them bunched just above my knees.
“That's no good” he said, “Isaid take them off. You'll have to learn to do exactly what you are toldif you're going to do this properly”
I was now burning with anger, and determinedto show him that just because I did 'what I was told', I was still in charge.Telling myself that I was setting the rules, and that I could stop this nonsenseat any minute, I sat down, took off my trainers and socks, then removed myjeans and stood up in front of him, this time moving a little closer. Helooked me up and down, like I was a peice of meat. He told me to turn aroundslowly so that he could get a good look at me. He told me to swing my titsagain, then turn around and bend over to touch my toes. I knew he was havinga good look at me, but I didn't care. I had shown him I couldn't be intimidated,and now I was up for it ! I was standing in front of him in just my knickers,bent over, with my legs slightly apart, while he ran his eyes over everypart of me. I curious feeling came over me, I was enjoying myself! I realisedwith a shock that I had become very turned on, I could feel my pussy gettingmoist. I was suddenly aware of how long it had been since I'd last had sex.It had been over a month, and in that time I'd only brought myself off acouple of times. I remembered that whilst I'd been touching myself, I hadbeen fantasising about being dominated, like Lin. I had imagined doing thethings I knew she'd been told to do, like letting complete strangers lookup my skirt, or being spanked by some Headmaster figure.
“Stand up", he said. I stoodand faced him eye to eye. "I think you're enjoying this”, he said.I said nothing. “Well, are you ?”
Still drunk and angry, but now also veryaroused, I couldn't help myself. “Yes” I said.
“Tell me how much you are enjoyingthis. Tell me how you like being made to strip in front of me, being madeto show yourself off to me. Tell me how turned on you are by all this.”
I could feel my pussy throbbing, I lookeddown and saw my nipples like bullets, my heart was beating fast. I was likea bitch in heat. I didn't need to tell him how turned on I was, it was blatantlyobvious! “You're right, I am enjoying this, I am getting turned on.Are you happy now?" The truth was that I had never felt so aroused orexcited. I was thrilled to be showing myself off to this arrogant bastard.But I still felt like I was in control. His next words almost made me groanout loud.
“I bet you'd like to take your knickersoff and show me the rest, wouldn't you? I bet you love the idea of standingin front of me and just peeling them down. Look at the way you jiggled yourtits for me, I bet you'd love to go the rest of the way, wouldn't you? Answerme!, wouldn't you like to be completely naked in front of me right now Alison?”
Part of my brain was yelling at me toget out of there, but I was too drunk, and by now too randy to hear it !I desperately wanted some relief. He had planted the idea in my head thatwhat I wanted to do most was to stand in front of him stark naked! The thoughtof him seeing all of me was, at that moment, the most exciting thing I'dever known. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves, and said “Wouldyou like me to take my knickers off Alan?”
His expression didn't change. I'd expectedhim to show at least some interest! By now I was breathing so fast I waspacticaly panting! He leaned back in his chair, looked at me over the rimof his wine glass and said "I couldn't give a fuck Alison, what do youwant to do?"
I gulped. I wasn't expecting this totalindifference. Some how the positions had changed. I had started out playingwith him, now he was playing with me, teasing me, goading me. I couldn'ttake any more. I wanted to strip for him. Of course I could just have goneahead and done it, but it had become important to me that he wanted me todo it. I wanted him to want me. To my amazement I heard myself say “I'dlike to take my knickers off for you Alan”.
"Yes, I bet you would", he said. "Troubleis Alison, its getting late and I really don't know if I can be bothered! And besides, what about Sally and John? How would they feel about you droppingyour knickers?"
"They wouldn't know" I saidhurredly, "I wouldn't tell, and neither would you. It would just beour secret!" I tried to sound seductive, but it came out sounding desperate!
"I really don't think I'm that botheredAlison. Perhaps if you were to ask me nicely, I might stay and let you showme what you've got. But to be honest with you, if I wanted to see a nicepussy, I could always have a look at Sally's right now, or wait and see Lin's!"
Now I was becoming desperate ! Withoutthinking, I blurted out "I've got a nice pussy! Really, I have! It'sat least as nice as Sally's or Lin's, and I've got a really nice bottom!You could see them now Alan. You could look at my pussy and my bum, you coulddo anything you want to me, anything at all. Everyone says I've got a reallynice bum. You can see me naked now, Alan, without having to leave the room.Just take a seat and let me show you all I've got. I know you'll like meAlan, I promise!" I couldn't believe I had said all of that, but thetruth was that I was now consumed with the need to undress for Alan. I wasdetermined that he would see me naked, and so here I was practically beggingto strip for him.
"Well, if you want me to stay, you'llhave to ask a lot nicer than that! Say please!" he sneered.
I summoned up my most seductive voice,pouted my lips and said “Please Alan, please can I take my knickersoff and show you my hot pussy?” I had shocked myself. I had never spokento anyone like this, not even John. Now here I was, naked except for a smallpair of white knickers, in front of a man I didn't like, shaking my titsfor him, bending over for him, turning around for him, getting hotter andhotter. And I had just begged him if I could take my knickers off and showhim my most intimate place ! I felt humiliated and gloriously sexy. Somethinghad changed. Now I was no longer in control, and I was brought almost tothe point of orgasm by his indifference. I no longer wanted to teach hima lesson, I wanted to be controlled by this horrible man. I wanted him toshame me. I wanted to please him.
His next words stunned me. “No,Alison. I don't think I want to see your pussy tonight. You didn't ask nicelyenough”. He made as if to stand up. I was seized by desperation. Hecouldn't leave!
“Please Alan, I'm sorry I didn'task nicely enough. I'd really like to show you my body. I know you'd likeit, no-one will ever know, and I so much want you to see me, want you tosee my pussy. Please let me show you Alan, it's really nice, I promise.”
I was whining, begging like a small child.All that mattered to me was that Alan saw me in all my glory! I had neverwanted to please a man as much as I did now. I saw him stop, as if in thought.
“And when I've seen you Alison,what then. When you've shown me your tight little arse, and your hot littlepussy, what then? What will you do for me?”
“Anything !" I said breathlessly, "OhAlan, I'll do anything for you, I promise I will, just say what you wantme to do and I'll do it right away. You can do anything you want to me, Ipromise, please Alan”.
I was completely gone. Lots of red wine,a few weeks without sex, a little bit of anger, and here I was begging thisman to do me the honour of letting me show him my most secret places. I waspromising him anything in return for this ‘honour', and I meant it! I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life. He was the most importantthing in the world at that moment. I would have done anything to please him.
“Alright then Alison, I'll let youshow me your pussy. When I've seen it I want you to give me the best blowjob you've ever given in your life, is that clear?"
"Oh yes Alan!, I'll give you thebest blow job you've ever had. I'll do anything you want, I promise you,You wont regret it, I promise." I was babbling now! I would have promisedhim anything at that moment, even oral sex, which I hated doing !
"Right, then, get on with it!" hecommanded.
He sat down again, in my arm chair, inmy living room, drinking my wine, while I stood just a short distance infront of him. I drew another deep breath, hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my knickers, and slowly pushed them down over my hips. I felt likethe sexiest woman in the world. I was going to show my pussy to Alan, thecentre of my universe! I was looking into his eyes, waiting for his reaction.I felt the top of my pubic bush spring up over the top of my knickers. Ipushed my knickers down further, and felt cool air touch my aching labia.I let them slip down my legs to the floor, kicked them off, and then stoodin front of him with my legs slightly apart. From where he was sitting Iknew that he could see right the way along my labia. I could feel the airon my clit, and knew that he could see this too. I kept looking into hiseyes, which were looking at my pussy. I could have come right there and then.
He stood up and moved towards me. I wastrembling with nerves and excitement. Slowly, he reached out and cupped myleft breast, running his thumb over the very tip of my nipple. I gasped withpleasure, and almost came on the spot! He walked around and stood behindme. I could feel his gaze on my naked skin. He placed his hands on my hipsand then ran his hands down over the cheeks of my bottom. He moved closeto me, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. His right hand now slippedover my hips and ran around to my belly. Very slowly, his hand began to decendtowards my now sopping pussy. I felt his fingers slide into my bush. I leantback against him, his left hand snaked around and began to tease my nipple.I opened my legs slightly, and pushed my pelvis forward as his fingers inchedtheir way towards my most secret place. My skin felt as though it was onfire ! His cool, slim fingers gently touched the lips of my labia causingme to groan out loud and breathe almost inaudibly "Yes, oh yes!".One of his fingers slipped between my lips. I could feel how wet I was downthere. I could smell my own sex! His finger entered me and my knees almostgave way ! Then his finger travelled along my aching slit and touched thevery tip of my clit. Bolts of pleasure shot through me like electricity,I was wimpering and pushing my pelvis forward onto his finger. I was so closeto climax, and was lost in the delicious sensations he was producing in me.
And then he stopped and walked away fromme! I was so surprised by this that I almost fell over backwards as he movedaway! I turned to him with a puzzled look on my face, but before I couldask him why he had stopped he picked up his wine glass, emptied it in oneand dismissed me with a gesture.
“Not bad Alison,but I've seen better,and you've got all that horrible hair all over it. I don't think I'll botherwith the blow job, the sight of that fucking bush has put me right off !”
I was crushed. He had led me to a placeI had never though to go. I had been desperate for him to look at me, hadbegged him to do so. I had felt sure he would like me, would enjoy the show,and now this. I had been left teetering on the brink of an enormous orgasm.My desperation and sorrow grew. Something in my brain told me that I hadto please him. I started to cry with frustration.
“Please Alan, don't be cruel tome. Let me please you, let me give you that blow job, you don't have to lookat my pussy again, I promise. Just give me one more chance, I wont disappointyou Alan, please, please”. I had been reduced to a pathetic, whiningchild. I was on my knees, stark naked in my own home in front of this man.I had stripped and humiliated myself for him, and now I wanted more thananything in the world to please him further. Without speaking he undid histrousers and pushed them to his knees. His knob was hanging limply to oneside. I was saddened further. All that I had done for him and he didn't evenhave an errection!
I crawled over to him on my hands andknees. I took his member between my right thumb and fore finger and closedmy lips around the head. I savoured the warmth and smoothness it, swirlingmy tongue around it and sucking gently. My left hand caressed his balls,stroking and tickling. My right hand closed around his shaft and I begangentle up and down movements. He groaned slightly, and I felt triumph, hewas swelling in my mouth!
Within a few moments his member was hardand throbbing in my mouth. I continued to stroke his shaft up and down, ticklinghis heavy balls all the time. I swirled my tongue over his glans, and tastedpre cum on the tip. I was in love with his knob. It was beautiful, it washard, it proved I had affected him. I wanted him to come in my mouth, I wantedto taste him.
“Stop”.
I looked up stunned. “But you haven'tcome yet!” I protested. I felt cheated, surely he wouldn't take itaway from me. He wouldn't be that cruel, surely !
“Get down on your hands and knees” hesaid. I immediately did so. He knelt behind me. I felt the tip of his membertouch the entrance to my still aching pussy. I felt elated, he was goingto enter me! I arched my back to enable him to enter. And then I felt himpushing into me, deeper and deeper. He reached to the very top of my pussy,slowly withdrew and then pushed in again. He started to push into me withstrong steady strokes, gradually increasing in speed but always pushing into the hilt. He reached forward to grab hold of my tits, tweaking the nipples,making them harder still. His hands moved down my hips and pulled apart mybottom cheeks, exposing my puckered little hole. His fingers played withit, teasing and tickling it. One hand reached round and stroked my clit.I felt my orgasm building. It felt as though it was starting at my toes andrushing through my entire body. I began to fight for breath as the intensefeeling ripped through me. I reached between my legs and stroked his beautiful,heavy balls, and then he was shooting deep into me. It felt like gallonsof the stuff. I came again, this time collapsing in a sobbing heap afterhe had pulled out of me.
I drifted off to sleep, more satisfiedand contented that I had ever been before. When I awoke some time later,Alan had gone.
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