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Shana:

I first met him when I moved to Seattle. He was in my economics class my freshman year of college, and I noticed him from the first day. I was completely overwhelmed by the experience of starting a whole new life in Washington. The only reason I was there was financial...I was simply offered a scholarship to the college that I could not afford to refuse. He was sitting in the back of the classroom, simply observing the comings and going of the students trickling into the classroom. His green eyes seemed to briefly look me over, forget about me, and then go back to some deep musing known only to himself. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the empty seat beside him.
I attempted to be cheerful and animated, "Hey! I'm Shana. What?s your name?"
He looked slightly startled and bemused that I had clearly sought him out, but smiled as if he had thought of some private joke, and said, "Brian. I?m a Senior. Nice to meet you. You a native of Seattle, or are you just going to school here?"
Relieved that he didn't seem to be irritated by my introduction, I smiled. "I just got here last week. Everything is going all right so far...I'm trying to adjust and meet people. What about you?"
"I'm a born and bred Seattleite..." He continued talking, but I wasn't concentrating on his words. I stared at his lips, they were bottom heavy, and I wanted to lean over and just take a bit of his lower lip. His mouth continued to form what I could only assume were words, but how was I supposed to pay attention? He ran his fingers through his hair, leaving behind mussed locks of black hair. I wanted to touch the silkiness of his hair and smooth it down.
"....about you?"
I blinked, startled out of my reverie. "What?" I said, trying not to sound as if I had been fantasizing about him. "I'm sorry, I was spacing out for a minute."
"How about you? Where are you from?" He waved a hand in front of my face. "You there?"
Well that was just perfect...turns out his hands are just as appealing as his face. He had long, smooth fingers. I knew the sayings about guys with long fingers, and wondered if they were true. I could just imagine his cock being as graceful and inviting as his hands. I wanted to put my hand down his pants, touching what was sure to be a musky hardness. "I'm from Florida. Boca Raton. Ever been there?"
"I had a girlfriend who lived there. I used to go visit her during breaks. She lived in Miami. Bitching heat there."
The word 'girlfriend' snapped me back to reality and I started to remember that I was shy. "Yeah. It gets hot there. Well, it was nice--"
The professor walked in at that second. "All right class. Please open your texts to page seven. I assume you have read the introductions. So lets continue on from where you stopped reading. The current state of American..."
I opened my notebook and glanced at Brian from the side of my eye. He was so beautiful, and I had an overwhelming urge to sit on his lap and touch him everywhere. I wanted to kiss him so hard our teeth would grind. I wanted his hands to splay across my back and pull me tightly against him. His cock would stiffen and push against my hip, just asking to be ground upon. I was getting wet imagining him fucking me until I screamed. His vague aloofness only made him more appealing and irresistible. I blushed at the thoughts I had been having about Brian, and looked back at the professor attempting to concentrate.
Unsurprisingly, I was unable to comprehend what the professor was saying on account of the tingling sensation in my pussy. I turned my head and attempted to give off a 'I'm just casually glancing around' look. At the exact moment I turned, his eyes met mine, and he slowly lifted just the corners of his mouth and gave me a half smirk, half smile. I suddenly became highly interested in my notebook, and didn't have the nerve to look up for the next fifty three minutes. For the next hour, I could feel my thong being soaked through as I cooked up elaborate sexual fantasies in my head. My cunt steadily leaked juice and I squirmed uncomfortably in my chair, knowing that there was nothing I could do about it. When class ended, I practically ran out of the room, not knowing how to continue our conversation with my whole body practically exploding.

Brian:

When I met the woman who would change my life, I was completely unaware of it. People assume that when they meet the person who will shape their future, bells would ring. Perhaps fireworks would spontaneously combust, and a voice would say, "That one." The only fireworks going on were the ones of my brain synapses wilding firing, and the blood rushing to my rapidly stiffening cock.
I had noticed her from the time she walked into the room. She seemed shy, but moved with a sensuality I found appealing. Her hair flowed fluidly with the sway of her body, and the auburn color seemed to sparkle and shimmer as the light bounced off of it. Her softly rounded breasts shifted slightly as she surveyed the room, looking intimidated and a little lost. I wondered what her breasts looked like freed of her maroon shirt and bra. Maybe she had tiny pink nipples which begged to be bitten and sucked on...I wanted to touch them, shape them, squeeze them until she grimaced with pain...and then I wanted to suckle on them until she begged me to fuck her. I wanted to shove my cock down her throat and feel her choking on it. Jesus, I wanted her. Realizing that I was staring, I looked away, not wanting to scare the shit out of her, (at least, not yet). I figured everyone in the room could hear my thoughts, they were so intense.
As she moved down the classroom towards the back, I silently telegraphed commands. "Sit here. Sit here."
Amazingly, she did. The conversation that followed was a blur. All I remember is introducing myself, and trying not to blurt out that I wanted to unzip my pants, place her face in my lap, and tell her to suck. Now I had a name to attach to my fantasies...Shana. Her name suited her. She seemed a little naive, a little insecure, and a hell of a lot sexy. Class started, and I continued fantasizing about her. I wanted to flip up her frilly white skirt, yank down her underwear, and smack the hell out of her ass until it turned a satisfying red. I wanted her begging to have my cock inside of her, and then to hold her afterwards and protect her from the world.
All through class I attempted to watch her without seeming to be some crazy stalker. It was easier than I thought it would be, as she seemed to be staring at her notebook as if attempting to bore holes through it with her eyes. Her occasional slight shifting caught my attention as I slowly went insane with lust.
When class ended I wanted to talk to her again, maybe get a cup of coffee together, maybe fuck the hell out of her...but I figured I was more likely to get the former. However, the moment the professor ended the seminar, she quickly got out of her seat, and half walked, half ran out of the classroom.
I couldn't get up right away... if I did, I would be sharing more about myself than I wished with my fellow students. I sat at the desk for a few more minutes, thinking about baseball stats and willing my hard-on to fade.
That night, I went to my apartment, which I shared with another guy, David. As I walked through the door, I decided to inquire about my mystery girl.
"Hey, have you seen a girl named Shana around? Freshman? New?" I asked.
"No clue, man. What does she look like? he said, "She hot?"
I whistled and nodded affirmatively. "C'mon, you must have seen her around. She's hard to miss. Auburn hair, hazel eyes, killer body, she's from Florida, looks shy..."
"Oh yeah! I saw her at the registering booth! I wouldn't mind fucking that--" Suddenly noticing the predatory gleam in my eye, he came to a halting stop. "I mean...Uh...forget it. Brian, you've got it bad."
Later that night, as I was walking to the library, I saw her walking towards me. She seemed lost in her own world, and didn't notice me until I planted myself in her path, causing her to bump into me. Damn, her body felt good against mine, even for that split second. Her soft breasts crushed against my chest as I grasped her arms to steady her. As she caught her balance, her hair fell over her face, smelling like fresh flowers and conjuring up vivid fantasies about her hair swirling over my body...or flowing down her back as she kneeled--I caught myself and forced my thoughts to a halting stop, before I embarrassed myself.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching... I'm so sorry," She continued stammering and babbling nervously, "I'm not usually such a klutz." Up close, her eyes were fucking amazing. They were pure green in the middle, with a circle of golden brown on the outside.
"Don't worry about it." I smiled down at her. Suddenly realizing she was trying to step backwards, I quickly let go, not wanting to frighten her.
"Where are you headed?" I inquired. "You probably shouldn't be walking by yourself at night. Its a fairly safe campus, but you never know." I felt protective towards her, she didn't strike me as particularly street-smart, and I didn't want her coming across some drunken fraternity asshole who was looking for a good time.
Cautious alarm suddenly flashed in her eyes, as she took note of the situation. She was alone with me, it was dark, and there was no one around. Shit, I hadn't meant to scare her, only to give her advice. I took a step back and smiled reassuringly.
She gave me a small smile, briefly flashing white teeth and an adorable dimple. "I'm trying to get to the library, but I've been wandering a bit. I ended up at the science lab. My sense of direction is terrible. Would you mind telling me where to go?"
"I'm going there myself, just walk with me. I swear, I'm not your friendly neighborhood rapist. I'm really going to the library. I've got books and everything," I said, motioning to my book bag. "You met me in class, remember? I'm Brian."

Shana:

I smiled involuntarily at the idea of forgetting who he was. I had been thinking about him all day, and running into him almost gave me a heart attack. If only I was more like my friends, maybe I?d boldly ask him to my bedroom, and then?well, I wasn?t quite sure. I?d never initiated sex, and my shyness was kicking in. All right, so we would never end up together, but he was sure as hell fun to look at!
?Lead the way.? I said.
We walked to the library and made small talk about the weather and our classes. As we reached the steps, I assumed we would go our separate ways, and I inwardly sighed with regret.
?Thanks so much for walking me here. I really appreciate it.?
He looked at me and said in a teasing voice, ?C?mon, Shana. Sit with me. I won?t disturb you, will I??
Oh God, sitting with him would do a lot more than disturb me! It just might kill me. ?Oh, of course you won?t disturb me.?
He winked at me and said, ?Great. Lets go sit over there. Its quieter.? He pointed to a corner of the library that was currently unoccupied. Actually, most of the library seemed to be empty, I guess it was late to be sitting and studying. After all, the library closed in an hour.
As we headed towards the table, he casually placed his hand on the small of my back, lightly guiding me. The moment he placed the palm of his hand on my body, I started getting wet. I stumbled slightly but recovered my balance before he did anything drastic, like touch me anyplace else, which might have led to spontaneous combustion.
We sat down at the table and spread out our books. The chairs were armless, and we were sitting in such close proximity that our thighs were an inch away from touching.
We started our respective studies. Or rather, he did, as I sat there dumbly looking at the papers in front of me. He was too damn close. It was making me itchy, slightly irritated, and turned on. He just took up so much damn space! If he would just move over a little bit! I was convinced that he only wanted to be friends with me, which made the whole situation more frustrating.
As I started looking at my papers and attempting the concentrate, Brian casually placed his hand on my upper thigh and started rubbing. I stopped pretending to study and gaped at him.
He smiled at me and said, ?Relax. It will be fun. Don?t say anything, just look at me.?
I continued to stare at him, not quite sure what to do. His hand was slowly moving upwards, now slipping under my skirt and touching me just below my panties. I shifted in my seat, trying to get away, yet wanting more of his touch.
He said sharply, ?Don?t move. Just stay still.?
I froze, and kept in my position. His hands slowly started rubbing the front of my panties, directly on my pussy. I couldn?t look at him anymore, and dropped my eyes to the floor. Spears of pleasure were shooting though me, but at the same time I was torn. I didn?t even know his last name! I felt like such a slut, yet I couldn?t bring myself to pull away and leave the library.
?Spread your legs.? Brian murmured. ?If you don?t, I am going to stop.?
I hesitated, and Brian halted the magical movements of his fingers. I slowly spread my legs and blushed. Brian?s lifted the side of my panties with his hand, and slid two fingers into my gushing cunt hole. He slowly moved his fingers in and out?excruciatingly slowly. My nipples instantly hardened into sharp points, and a throbbing started to fill my body. I wanted him to start finger fucking me, deep and hard. If only he would shove a few times into me, I would most likely cum within a few seconds. But how could I let this happen? It was practically rape, except I was letting him.
?You like this, don?t you?? Brian said. ?Tell me that you love this. Say that you love my fingers going deep into your hole. I?m filling you up in the library, and you are such a slut that you are practically cumming on my fingers.?
?I don?t?I don?t know.? Tears started to fill my eyes. ?I can?t??
He stopped touching me and withdrew his hand from my pussy. As he took out his fingers, my cunt made a popping sound, and I wanted to sink into the floor. Brian merely patted the front of my thong, making heat gush into me once more, and continued studying. I could hardly believe what was going on. I couldn?t even gather up my things to rush out?rather I just pushed back my chair, leaving my book bag behind me, and walked unsteadily out.
When I got to the library steps, I started randomly walking, as I was not quite sure which way to go to get back to my apartment. Even if I got lost, it would be better than the humiliation I suffered in the library with Brian. I had no idea what was going on, and my mind was in chaos.

Brian:

Fingering Shana in the library had been almost the ultimate high. My cock was so stiff, I could barely stand, and my entire body was urging me to run after her, shove her into a wall, and fuck the shit out of her. But that didn?t seem like a very good plan, seeing how she was rapidly walking away. She was actually walking in the opposite direction of where she should be?seeing how she was rapidly heading towards the Science Lab, once again. Carrying her and my books, I followed her. Admittedly, I had fucked up. I hadn?t handled it well. I had known I was taking a chance, but couldn?t resist. It was like having two queens in poker. Not quite good enough, but tempting enough to lose your head. Her momentary submissiveness had made me want to push for more and more, but I knew she was na?ve, and fingering her in the library had clearly pushed her too far.
I caught up to her and said, ?Shana, wait!?
She turned and looked at me with a tear-stained face, and said, ?What do you want? To humiliate me more??
?Shit. No. I don?t mean that at all. C?mon. Think about the way you felt while I was touching you. Didn?t it feel good?? I held my breathe, fearing that her answer would be an adamant ?No!?
??Yes.? She admitted in a small voice. ?But, I?m not used to things like that. I just??
?You want to take it more slowly?? I inquired.
?Yes. I just don?t feel comfortable enough with you.?
I knew she was submissive at heart. There was no way she would have been so turned on in the library had she not enjoyed the prospect of being forced to submit to my sexual desires. Her juices had been coating my hand, and she had been practically whimpering with delight. She just wasn?t able to admit it.
I grabbed her and kissed her. If this failed, I knew she would never go near me again. But hell, sometimes bluffing was a good strategy. I ground my mouth against hers, feeling her go slack with shock. As she opened her mouth to protest, I quickly shoved my tongue into her warm mouth, probing the sweet depths of her. Suddenly, she shoved her hands up and attempted to push me away. I grabbed her wrists and placed them behind her back, holding them tight and not allowing her to struggle. She slowly started to respond to my urgent kiss, and started pressing into me, and tangling her tongue with mine. Her breasts leaned against my chest, and I gripped both her wrists with one hand, and used my other hand to squeeze her tits. They were luscious and ripe, just waiting to be bitten and fondled. I squeezed one nipple hard, and her body tensed with pain.
?Now Shana, you like this, right?? I said. ?I can tell, don?t even bother to lie. I bet you are soaking wet right now and want me to fuck you. If you really want me to stop, say my full name. Brian Mitchell.?
Her large hazel eyes stared up at me, practically begging me to shove her to her knees and suck me off. ?Let go of me, you asshole!?
I grinned at her infuriatingly. ?No.?
I took my free hand and shoved it up her thighs, reaching the warmth of her cunt. I teasingly massaged her dripping hole, and said, ?So, Shana?do you want it now? I know you do. You might as well admit it.?
?All right,? she groaned. ?I want it!?
?Step out of your thong. I want to see your cunt begging my cock to ram into it. Take off your panties, and lift your dress up to your neck. Do it now.?
She looked up at me, seeking warmth and reassurance, but I merely stared sternly at her. ?Do it.?
She worked her thong down to her ankles and stepped out of it. Looking at the ground, she worked her dress up until her neck. I could see her bush, glistening with wetness, waiting to be rubbed and fucked. Her thighs trembled as she awaited my next move. Her tits stood proudly out of her chest, with tiny pink nipples thrust into points.
?Now take off your dress, spread it on the floor, and kneel down on it. I want you to suck me off.?
She wavered, and decided to disobey orders. She dropped her dress down, covering herself, and stepped back.
?Now you?ve done it.? I growled. I grabbed her and carefully dragged her to a bench. As she kicked and struggled, I merely placed my hand over her mouth and placed her over my knees.
?WHAACK.? I brought my hand down over her sweet ass before she had a chance to comprehend what our new position meant. With the first stroke, she started crying and pathetically whimpering.
?SMACK.? My hand was no longer over her mouth, and I warned her that screaming would result in a worse punishment. I made sure she had the option of saying the safe code, as I did not want this to be assault. Rather fulfillment of a fantasy. ?SLAP.?
?WHAACK.? The palm of my hand stung her ass yet again. She clenched up her cheeks and continued crying. I ran my fingers down the dark cleft of her ass, until I reached her pussy. Liquid was dripping out, reinforcing my certainty that she was enjoying this as much as I was. When I reached her cunt hole, I held my hand still, as her pussy tightened with the need to be filled.
?Ah ah ah?? I said mischievously. ?Not until you are punished for disobeying orders.?
?Please, Brian.? She sobbed pitifully. ?Punish me in some other way. This hurts too much.?
?Oh okay. I?m happy to help you out. No more spanking.? I grinned, knowing that she had no idea what was coming. Her body went limp in relief, thinking that anything was better then the spanking. I lightly ran my fingers back up her ass, stopping somewhere along the middle of her now burning cheeks. ?Relax your ass, I want to see your asshole!? I commanded.
Her body bucked as she realized what I was about to do. ?No! No one has ever??
?WHAAP!? I brought my hand down with all my might. She quickly unclenched her butt-cheeks and I started worming my finger towards her asshole. ?Now, take your hands and spread your ass cheeks for me. I want you to display your asshole for me. Sluts love obeying their Masters. You are a slut, and by showing me your asshole, I am going to become your Master. Now do it.? I felt a wave of tenderness come over me. She was so fucking pretty and vulnerable. If I wasn?t certain that she was getting as much pleasure from this as I was, I would have stopped immediately.
As she hesitated, I said, ?Don?t make me slap you again. You will not even be able to sit down tomorrow if your disobedience continues?? I let the threat hang in mid-air.
She slowly brought her hands behind her back, and placed them on either side of her ass-cheeks. Taking a deep breath, she started spreading them for me. Her tiny brownish pink wrinkled hole peeped shyly into view.
?Keep going,? I said.
She continued to expose her anus to me, until it winked open for me and began to open. I licked my finger, and started to massage her tiny hole. It was tight as hell, and I could tell that no one had ever played with her from the backdoor. There was no way a cock or finger had ever shoved its way up her tight little anus. Just to make sure, I started to quiz her.
?Shana, I need you to answer honestly. If I think you are lying, there will be immediate punishment. Do you understand??
She nodded yes. ?That?s not good enough. Answer me. Remember, I am now your Master. You will address me as such.?
?Yes. I understand.? She said, still sniveling.
I quickly jabbed my finger an inch into her asshole, jolting her. ?Yes, MASTER. I don?t think you understand your new position. You always address me as Master or Sir. Now try again.?
?Yes, Sir.?
?Have you ever had any guy touch you in your anus??
?No, Master. I swear. You are the first.?
?Good.? I rewarded her by lightly stroking her hair in approval. ?Now, relax. It will be less painful.?
I started prodding my finger deeper into her rectum, feeling the walls of her anus spasm tightly around my finger. I moved my finger back and forth, meeting resistance, but stretching her out. I jammed another finger into her, causing her to jerk her body violently against me.
?Don?t worry. This is all I?m going to put up your asshole?for now. Just calm down.? I soothed her.
I used my thumb to start stroking her pussy. By now, her juices were flowing onto my pants. I shoved two fingers from my other hand up her fuck-hole, and she hovered on the brink of orgasm. I rapidly massaged her clit, causing her to rapidly orgasm into bliss. As she jerked against me, I brought my fingers in and out of her two holes, making pain and pleasure meld into one indefinable feeling.
I sat there, breathing heavily, wanting nothing more than to bend her over the bench, take out my cock, and fuck her until she screamed. But I knew this wasn?t the time. If I wanted our relationship to progress to a higher level, I needed to reassure and praise her. This was a completely new experience for her, and I wanted her to enjoy it, not fear it.

Shana:

I first met him when I moved toSeattle. He was in my economics class my freshman year of college, and I noticed him from the first day. I was completely overwhelmed by the experience of starting a whole new life inWashington. The only reason I was there was financial...I was simply offered a scholarship to the college that I could not afford to refuse. He was sitting in the back of the classroom, simply observing the comings and going of the students trickling into the classroom. His green eyes seemed to briefly look me over, forget about me, and then go back to some deep musing known only to himself. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the empty seat beside him.
I attempted to be cheerful and animated, "Hey! I'm Shana. What?s your name?"
He looked slightly startled and bemused that I had clearly sought him out, but smiled as if he had thought of some private joke, and said, "Brian. I?m a Senior. Nice to meet you. You a native ofSeattle, or are you just going to school here?"
Relieved that he didn't seem to be irritated by my introduction, I smiled. "I just got here last week. Everything is going all right so far...I'm trying to adjust and meet people. What about you?"
"I'm a born and bred Seattleite..." He continued talking, but I wasn't concentrating on his words. I stared at his lips, they were bottom heavy, and I wanted to lean over and just take a bit of his lower lip. His mouth continued to form what I could only assume were words, but how was I supposed to pay attention? He ran his fingers through his hair, leaving behind mussed locks of black hair. I wanted to touch the silkiness of his hair and smooth it down.
"....about you?"
I blinked, startled out of my reverie. "What?" I said, trying not to sound as if I had been fantasizing about him. "I'm sorry, I was spacing out for a minute."
"How about you? Where are you from?" He waved a hand in front of my face. "You there?"
Well that was just perfect...turns out his hands are just as appealing as his face. He had long, smooth fingers. I knew the sayings about guys with long fingers, and wondered if they were true. I could just imagine his cock being as graceful and inviting as his hands. I wanted to put my hand down his pants, touching what was sure to be a musky hardness. "I'm fromFlorida. Boca Raton. Ever been there?"
"I had a girlfriend who lived there. I used to go visit her during breaks. She lived inMiami. Bitching heat there."
The word 'girlfriend' snapped me back to reality and I started to remember that I was shy. "Yeah. It gets hot there. Well, it was nice--"
The professor walked in at that second. "All right class. Please open your texts to page seven. I assume you have read the introductions. So lets continue on from where you stopped reading. The current state of American..."
I opened my notebook and glanced at Brian from the side of my eye. He was so beautiful, and I had an overwhelming urge to sit on his lap and touch him everywhere. I wanted to kiss him so hard our teeth would grind. I wanted his hands to splay across my back and pull me tightly against him. His cock would stiffen and push against my hip, just asking to be ground upon. I was getting wet imagining him fucking me until I screamed. His vague aloofness only made him more appealing and irresistible. I blushed at the thoughts I had been having about Brian, and looked back at the professor attempting to concentrate.
Unsurprisingly, I was unable to comprehend what the professor was saying on account of the tingling sensation in my pussy. I turned my head and attempted to give off a 'I'm just casually glancing around' look. At the exact moment I turned, his eyes met mine, and he slowly lifted just the corners of his mouth and gave me a half smirk, half smile. I suddenly became highly interested in my notebook, and didn't have the nerve to look up for the next fifty three minutes. For the next hour, I could feel my thong being soaked through as I cooked up elaborate sexual fantasies in my head. My cunt steadily leaked juice and I squirmed uncomfortably in my chair, knowing that there was nothing I could do about it. When class ended, I practically ran out of the room, not knowing how to continue our conversation with my whole body practically exploding.

Brian:

When I met the woman who would change my life, I was completely unaware of it. People assume that when they meet the person who will shape their future, bells would ring. Perhaps fireworks would spontaneously combust, and a voice would say, "That one." The only fireworks going on were the ones of my brain synapses wilding firing, and the blood rushing to my rapidly stiffening cock.
I had noticed her from the time she walked into the room. She seemed shy, but moved with a sensuality I found appealing. Her hair flowed fluidly with the sway of her body, and the auburn color seemed to sparkle and shimmer as the light bounced off of it. Her softly rounded breasts shifted slightly as she surveyed the room, looking intimidated and a little lost. I wondered what her breasts looked like freed of her maroon shirt and bra. Maybe she had tiny pink nipples which begged to be bitten and sucked on...I wanted to touch them, shape them, squeeze them until she grimaced with pain...and then I wanted to suckle on them until she begged me to fuck her. I wanted to shove my cock down her throat and feel her choking on it. Jesus, I wanted her. Realizing that I was staring, I looked away, not wanting to scare the shit out of her, (at least, not yet). I figured everyone in the room could hear my thoughts, they were so intense.
As she moved down the classroom towards the back, I silently telegraphed commands. "Sit here. Sit here."
Amazingly, she did. The conversation that followed was a blur. All I remember is introducing myself, and trying not to blurt out that I wanted to unzip my pants, place her face in my lap, and tell her to suck. Now I had a name to attach to my fantasies...Shana. Her name suited her. She seemed a little naive, a little insecure, and a hell of a lot sexy. Class started, and I continued fantasizing about her. I wanted to flip up her frilly white skirt, yank down her underwear, and smack the hell out of her ass until it turned a satisfying red. I wanted her begging to have my cock inside of her, and then to hold her afterwards and protect her from the world.
All through class I attempted to watch her without seeming to be some crazy stalker. It was easier than I thought it would be, as she seemed to be staring at her notebook as if attempting to bore holes through it with her eyes. Her occasional slight shifting caught my attention as I slowly went insane with lust.
When class ended I wanted to talk to her again, maybe get a cup of coffee together, maybe fuck the hell out of her...but I figured I was more likely to get the former. However, the moment the professor ended the seminar, she quickly got out of her seat, and half walked, half ran out of the classroom.
I couldn't get up right away... if I did, I would be sharing more about myself than I wished with my fellow students. I sat at the desk for a few more minutes, thinking about baseball stats and willing my hard-on to fade.
That night, I went to my apartment, which I shared with another guy, David. As I walked through the door, I decided to inquire about my mystery girl.
"Hey, have you seen a girl named Shana around? Freshman? New?" I asked.
"No clue, man. What does she look like? he said, "She hot?"
I whistled and nodded affirmatively. "C'mon, you must have seen her around. She's hard to miss.Auburnhair, hazel eyes, killer body, she's fromFlorida, looks shy..."
"Oh yeah! I saw her at the registering booth! I wouldn't mind fucking that--" Suddenly noticing the predatory gleam in my eye, he came to a halting stop. "I mean...Uh...forget it. Brian, you've got it bad."
Later that night, as I was walking to the library, I saw her walking towards me. She seemed lost in her own world, and didn't notice me until I planted myself in her path, causing her to bump into me. Damn, her body felt good against mine, even for that split second. Her soft breasts crushed against my chest as I grasped her arms to steady her. As she caught her balance, her hair fell over her face, smelling like fresh flowers and conjuring up vivid fantasies about her hair swirling over my body...or flowing down her back as she kneeled--I caught myself and forced my thoughts to a halting stop, before I embarrassed myself.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching... I'm so sorry," She continued stammering and babbling nervously, "I'm not usually such a klutz." Up close, her eyes were fucking amazing. They were pure green in the middle, with a circle of golden brown on the outside.
"Don't worry about it." I smiled down at her. Suddenly realizing she was trying to step backwards, I quickly let go, not wanting to frighten her.
"Where are you headed?" I inquired. "You probably shouldn't be walking by yourself at night. Its a fairly safe campus, but you never know." I felt protective towards her, she didn't strike me as particularly street-smart, and I didn't want her coming across some drunken fraternity asshole who was looking for a good time.
Cautious alarm suddenly flashed in her eyes, as she took note of the situation. She was alone with me, it was dark, and there was no one around. Shit, I hadn't meant to scare her, only to give her advice. I took a step back and smiled reassuringly.
She gave me a small smile, briefly flashing white teeth and an adorable dimple. "I'm trying to get to the library, but I've been wandering a bit. I ended up at the science lab. My sense of direction is terrible. Would you mind telling me where to go?"
"I'm going there myself, just walk with me. I swear, I'm not your friendly neighborhood rapist. I'm really going to the library. I've got books and everything," I said, motioning to my book bag. "You met me in class, remember? I'm Brian."

Shana:

I smiled involuntarily at the idea of forgetting who he was. I had been thinking about him all day, and running into him almost gave me a heart attack. If only I was more like my friends, maybe I?d boldly ask him to my bedroom, and then?well, I wasn?t quite sure. I?d never initiated sex, and my shyness was kicking in. All right, so we would never end up together, but he was sure as hell fun to look at!
?Lead the way.? I said.
We walked to the library and made small talk about the weather and our classes. As we reached the steps, I assumed we would go our separate ways, and I inwardly sighed with regret.
?Thanks so much for walking me here. I really appreciate it.?
He looked at me and said in a teasing voice, ?C?mon, Shana. Sit with me. I won?t disturb you, will I??
Oh God, sitting with him would do a lot more than disturb me! It just might kill me. ?Oh, of course you won?t disturb me.?
He winked at me and said, ?Great. Lets go sit over there. Its quieter.? He pointed to a corner of the library that was currently unoccupied. Actually, most of the library seemed to be empty, I guess it was late to be sitting and studying. After all, the library closed in an hour.
As we headed towards the table, he casually placed his hand on the small of my back, lightly guiding me. The moment he placed the palm of his hand on my body, I started getting wet. I stumbled slightly but recovered my balance before he did anything drastic, like touch me anyplace else, which might have led to spontaneous combustion.
We sat down at the table and spread out our books. The chairs were armless, and we were sitting in such close proximity that our thighs were an inch away from touching.
We started our respective studies. Or rather, he did, as I sat there dumbly looking at the papers in front of me. He was too damn close. It was making me itchy, slightly irritated, and turned on. He just took up so much damn space! If he would just move over a little bit! I was convinced that he only wanted to be friends with me, which made the whole situation more frustrating.
As I started looking at my papers and attempting the concentrate, Brian casually placed his hand on my upper thigh and started rubbing. I stopped pretending to study and gaped at him.
He smiled at me and said, ?Relax. It will be fun. Don?t say anything, just look at me.?
I continued to stare at him, not quite sure what to do. His hand was slowly moving upwards, now slipping under my skirt and touching me just below my panties. I shifted in my seat, trying to get away, yet wanting more of his touch.
He said sharply, ?Don?t move. Just stay still.?
I froze, and kept in my position. His hands slowly started rubbing the front of my panties, directly on my pussy. I couldn?t look at him anymore, and dropped my eyes to the floor. Spears of pleasure were shooting though me, but at the same time I was torn. I didn?t even know his last name! I felt like such a slut, yet I couldn?t bring myself to pull away and leave the library.
?Spread your legs.? Brian murmured. ?If you don?t, I am going to stop.?
I hesitated, and Brian halted the magical movements of his fingers. I slowly spread my legs and blushed. Brian?s lifted the side of my panties with his hand, and slid two fingers into my gushing cunt hole. He slowly moved his fingers in and out?excruciatingly slowly. My nipples instantly hardened into sharp points, and a throbbing started to fill my body. I wanted him to start finger fucking me, deep and hard. If only he would shove a few times into me, I would most likely cum within a few seconds. But how could I let this happen? It was practically rape, except I was letting him.
?You like this, don?t you?? Brian said. ?Tell me that you love this. Say that you love my fingers going deep into your hole. I?m filling you up in the library, and you are such a slut that you are practically cumming on my fingers.?
?I don?t?I don?t know.? Tears started to fill my eyes. ?I can?t??
He stopped touching me and withdrew his hand from my pussy. As he took out his fingers, my cunt made a popping sound, and I wanted to sink into the floor. Brian merely patted the front of my thong, making heat gush into me once more, and continued studying. I could hardly believe what was going on. I couldn?t even gather up my things to rush out?rather I just pushed back my chair, leaving my book bag behind me, and walked unsteadily out.
When I got to the library steps, I started randomly walking, as I was not quite sure which way to go to get back to my apartment. Even if I got lost, it would be better than the humiliation I suffered in the library with Brian. I had no idea what was going on, and my mind was in chaos.

Brian:

Fingering Shana in the library had been almost the ultimate high. My cock was so stiff, I could barely stand, and my entire body was urging me to run after her, shove her into a wall, and fuck the shit out of her. But that didn?t seem like a very good plan, seeing how she was rapidly walking away. She was actually walking in the opposite direction of where she should be?seeing how she was rapidly heading towards the Science Lab, once again. Carrying her and my books, I followed her. Admittedly, I had fucked up. I hadn?t handled it well. I had known I was taking a chance, but couldn?t resist. It was like having two queens in poker. Not quite good enough, but tempting enough to lose your head. Her momentary submissiveness had made me want to push for more and more, but I knew she was na?ve, and fingering her in the library had clearly pushed her too far.
I caught up to her and said, ?Shana, wait!?
She turned and looked at me with a tear-stained face, and said, ?What do you want? To humiliate me more??
?Shit. No. I don?t mean that at all. C?mon. Think about the way you felt while I was touching you. Didn?t it feel good?? I held my breathe, fearing that her answer would be an adamant ?No!?
??Yes.? She admitted in a small voice. ?But, I?m not used to things like that. I just??
?You want to take it more slowly?? I inquired.
?Yes. I just don?t feel comfortable enough with you.?
I knew she was submissive at heart. There was no way she would have been so turned on in the library had she not enjoyed the prospect of being forced to submit to my sexual desires. Her juices had been coating my hand, and she had been practically whimpering with delight. She just wasn?t able to admit it.
I grabbed her and kissed her. If this failed, I knew she would never go near me again. But hell, sometimes bluffing was a good strategy. I ground my mouth against hers, feeling her go slack with shock. As she opened her mouth to protest, I quickly shoved my tongue into her warm mouth, probing the sweet depths of her. Suddenly, she shoved her hands up and attempted to push me away. I grabbed her wrists and placed them behind her back, holding them tight and not allowing her to struggle. She slowly started to respond to my urgent kiss, and started pressing into me, and tangling her tongue with mine. Her breasts leaned against my chest, and I gripped both her wrists with one hand, and used my other hand to squeeze her tits. They were luscious and ripe, just waiting to be bitten and fondled. I squeezed one nipple hard, and her body tensed with pain.
?Now Shana, you like this, right?? I said. ?I can tell, don?t even bother to lie. I bet you are soaking wet right now and want me to fuck you. If you really want me to stop, say my full name. Brian Mitchell.?
Her large hazel eyes stared up at me, practically begging me to shove her to her knees and suck me off. ?Let go of me, you asshole!?
I grinned at her infuriatingly. ?No.?
I took my free hand and shoved it up her thighs, reaching the warmth of her cunt. I teasingly massaged her dripping hole, and said, ?So, Shana?do you want it now? I know you do. You might as well admit it.?
?All right,? she groaned. ?I want it!?
?Step out of your thong. I want to see your cunt begging my cock to ram into it. Take off your panties, and lift your dress up to your neck. Do it now.?
She looked up at me, seeking warmth and reassurance, but I merely stared sternly at her. ?Do it.?
She worked her thong down to her ankles and stepped out of it. Looking at the ground, she worked her dress up until her neck. I could see her bush, glistening with wetness, waiting to be rubbed and fucked. Her thighs trembled as she awaited my next move. Her tits stood proudly out of her chest, with tiny pink nipples thrust into points.
?Now take off your dress, spread it on the floor, and kneel down on it. I want you to suck me off.?
She wavered, and decided to disobey orders. She dropped her dress down, covering herself, and stepped back.
?Now you?ve done it.? I growled. I grabbed her and carefully dragged her to a bench. As she kicked and struggled, I merely placed my hand over her mouth and placed her over my knees.
?WHAACK.?I brought my hand down over her sweet ass before she had a chance to comprehend what our new position meant. With the first stroke, she started crying and pathetically whimpering.
?SMACK.?My hand was no longer over her mouth, and I warned her that screaming would result in a worse punishment. I made sure she had the option of saying the safe code, as I did not want this to be assault. Rather fulfillment of a fantasy. ?SLAP.? ?WHAACK.? The palm of my hand stung her ass yet again. She clenched up her cheeks and continued crying. I ran my fingers down the dark cleft of her ass, until I reached her pussy. Liquid was dripping out, reinforcing my certainty that she was enjoying this as much as I was. When I reached her cunt hole, I held my hand still, as her pussy tightened with the need to be filled.
?Ah ah ah?? I said mischievously. ?Not until you are punished for disobeying orders.?
?Please, Brian.? She sobbed pitifully. ?Punish me in some other way. This hurts too much.?
?Oh okay. I?m happy to help you out. No more spanking.? I grinned, knowing that she had no idea what was coming. Her body went limp in relief, thinking that anything was better then the spanking. I lightly ran my fingers back up her ass, stopping somewhere along the middle of her now burning cheeks. ?Relax your ass, I want to see your asshole!? I commanded.
Her body bucked as she realized what I was about to do. ?No! No one has ever??
?WHAAP!? I brought my hand down with all my might. She quickly unclenched her butt-cheeks and I started worming my finger towards her asshole. ?Now, take your hands and spread your ass cheeks for me. I want you to display your asshole for me. Sluts love obeying their Masters. You are a slut, and by showing me your asshole, I am going to become your Master. Now do it.? I felt a wave of tenderness come over me. She was so fucking pretty and vulnerable. If I wasn?t certain that she was getting as much pleasure from this as I was, I would have stopped immediately.
As she hesitated, I said, ?Don?t make me slap you again. You will not even be able to sit down tomorrow if your disobedience continues?? I let the threat hang in mid-air.
She slowly brought her hands behind her back, and placed them on either side of her ass-cheeks. Taking a deep breath, she started spreading them for me. Her tiny brownish pink wrinkled hole peeped shyly into view.
?Keep going,? I said.
She continued to expose her anus to me, until it winked open for me and began to open. I licked my finger, and started to massage her tiny hole. It was tight as hell, and I could tell that no one had ever played with her from the backdoor. There was no way a cock or finger had ever shoved its way up her tight little anus. Just to make sure, I started to quiz her.
?Shana, I need you to answer honestly. If I think you are lying, there will be immediate punishment. Do you understand??
She nodded yes. ?That?s not good enough. Answer me. Remember, I am now your Master. You will address me as such.? ?Yes. I understand.? She said, still sniveling.
I quickly jabbed my finger an inch into her asshole, jolting her. ?Yes, MASTER. I don?t think you understand your new position. You always address me as Master or Sir. Now try again.?
?Yes, Sir.?
?Have you ever had any guy touch you in your anus??
?No, Master. I swear. You are the first.? ?Good.? I rewarded her by lightly stroking her hair in approval. ?Now, relax. It will be less painful.?
I started prodding my finger deeper into her rectum, feeling the walls of her anus spasm tightly around my finger. I moved my finger back and forth, meeting resistance, but stretching her out. I jammed another finger into her, causing her to jerk her body violently against me.
?Don?t worry. This is all I?m going to put up your asshole?for now. Just calm down.? I soothed her.
I used my thumb to start stroking her pussy. By now, her juices were flowing onto my pants. I shoved two fingers from my other hand up her fuck-hole, and she hovered on the brink of orgasm. I rapidly massaged her clit, causing her to rapidly orgasm into bliss. As she jerked against me, I brought my fingers in and out of her two holes, making pain and pleasure meld into one indefinable feeling.
I sat there, breathing heavily, wanting nothing more than to bend her over the bench, take out my cock, and fuck her until she screamed. But I knew this wasn?t the time. If I wanted our relationship to progress to a higher level, I needed to reassure and praise her. This was a completely new experience for her, and I wanted her to enjoy it, not fear it.

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My name is Kelly. I’m 23 years old. I have a nice body, I think. I work out regularly and play golf and tennis. I love to dance. I’m 5’5”. My measurements are 34c – 28 – 34. I admit to being rather proud of my flat tummy, firm breasts, and tight round ass. I have dark brown hair that reaches to the middle of my back, and blue eyes. Sometimes I wear contacts that make my eyes green just for a change. Some of my friends have told me I would make a good underwear model, but I’ve never really...

Leather Biker Initiation

My head hit the wall and the wind was knocked out of me, He had his hand tight round my throat and I was struggling to breathe. He savagely thrust his tongue deep into my mouth and crushed my balls with his free hand. My head was spinning as he sucked the breath from me. Then he removed his tongue and bit my lip sharply and I felt blood trickle down my chin. He licked it with his tongue and pressed his lips on it to taste more then he stepped back saying 'Be careful what you wish for'. Then he...

My Initiation

I was an only c***d raised by my grandmother who really didn't want too much to do with me, so as long as I stayed out of her hair I was OK. I was a loner that spent hours on end jerking off and playing with my dick, which was my favorite pass time. Along with that was my obsession to try to suck my own dick. I tried all different ways to suck myself, but never really achieved the ultimate goal of getting my meat in my mouth. In trying, I did get plenty of shots of cum on my face and in my...

Adventures DonnaPart 4 Amandas initiation

Adventures of Donna--Part 4 (Amanda's initiation)And then she had an idea, but it meant leaving Mr. Fuck Stick for a few minutes and Donna didn't want him to disappear. She grabbed his cock and spat a huge gob of saliva on his dick-head. She started to jerk him off, letting the spit grease his pole. Eric thought she was getting him ready for more deep throat action, and he closed his eyes, moaning deeply. Donna expected this reaction. She reached under the bed and found the pair of hand...

Goddess Initiation

A full moon hung heavy in the summer night sky. It was like a scene from a moviebut the reality of it was brought home to Graham by his heightened sense ofarousal and the majesty of the individuals before him. He had been selectedfrom a long list of applicants to witness a special ceremony like none other.The Southern Regional Obeah Society was having a rites of passage ceremonyfor one of its most exalted members. To the outside world, the organizationwas nothing more than a Black BDSM group...

OSL Pledge Initiation

-- DECEMBER 2003, SOPHOMORE YEAR -- I was told to be ready at 8:30pm sharp, dressed informally despite the supposed formality of the event. I was told to expect the unexpected. And I was told to have eaten and hydrated beforehand. It was all very mysterious and cloak and dagger. But even so warned, I was still surprised to find three people standing outside my door at the appointed time. I was even more surprised to find that they were all cloaked in black robes with ominous hoods, Venetian...

Goddess Initiation

A full moon hung heavy in the summer night sky. It was like a scene from a movie but the reality of it was brought home to Graham by his heightened sense of arousal and the majesty of the individuals before him. He had been selected from a long list of applicants to witness a special ceremony like none other. The Southern Regional Obeah Society was having a rites of passage ceremony for one of its most exalted members. To the outside world, the organization was nothing more than a Black BDSM...

Evening At The CastleChapter 3 Diannes Initiation

Ushering me into the dressing room, she turned off the room lights and slid back a panel, revealing a window that looked out onto the stage. "This is actually a one-way mirror," she explained, standing so closely behind me I could feel her warm breath on my neck and her firm breasts pressing into my back. Reaching up she flipped a hidden switch and the low murmuring of the audience came clearly through a hidden speaker. "I'm a little concerned about Dianne," I said. "She doesn't seem...

Henry and LnczeChapter 5 Lnczes initiation

The following day after our evening meal I felt very much better and Ra'chel declared me fit enough to sit up and have some visitors. "Most days after our main meal, we either sit and make items for ourselves or visit our neighbours or they visit us. We haven't done it since you've been here because you were too ill to take it in and everyone understood that overstressing you could retard your healing. Everyone, of course, wants to check you out — and check that J'cob did a good job on...

Goddess Initiation

A full moon reality of it was brought home to Graham by his heightened sense of arousal and the majesty of the individuals before him. He had been selected from a long list of applicants to witness a special ceremony like none other. The Southern Regional Obeah Society was having a rites of passage ceremony for one of its most exalted members. To the outside world, the organization was nothing more than a Black BDSM group that promoted Black Supremacy. In actuality, it was nothing of the sort....

My initiation

My story starts in a summer when I was young. Everything started so casual. Mom asked if I could help in one of the houses up the street from our house. There was apparently some garden work to be done and I needed some pocket money for the summer holidays later, so I said, “yes of course”. I headed up there and found that the couple living there needed some help with the garden. They were in their early-thirties - I guessed. The husband was in a wheelchair and was unable to do the lawns...

Sorority Initiation

At 19, I so want to get into (sorority name deleted!), but I have to pass this initiation. I've played chicken before but not quite like this. When we arrived we were lead to a changing room where we were stripped and our pussies were shaved bare. Then we were escorted into the second floor main room, where three guys with half masks covering the tops of their faces, were laying on thin couches in a pool of bright light. I could tell there were a lot of people sitting around the room,...

Sex Club 1 Initiation

It was the middle of summer and the only escape from the Florida heat was the community pool, which was perfect because I loved to swim. And show off my body. The pool wasn't open yet, but I loved to get there early to be the first one in, and have the first ten minutes of the day to myself before it filled up to around 200 people. I leaned against the admissions building by the counter, waiting for the clock to hit 10. I was there way earlier than usual today and there was still 15...

My Aunt teaches me 2 Initiation

“What about an early morning session Maria?” my aunt husked, once her sucking at my neck had been completed. I knew she was aroused for she had been rubbing her bush against my leg, whilst giving me the love-bites and her slit had become thoroughly wet and slippery. “Yes, good idea, but who is going to have him first?” Maria replied. “Actually perhaps you had better, after all I had first call on his sperm last night. Once you have completed, I shall actually enjoy the challenge of...

the initiation

Alyson was 13. She always had trouble making friends at her junior high school. She was on the track and field team, but the other girls never gave her much attention. She sure liked looking at them in the locker room. She had developed into size b tits and had hair on her pussy. The was sort of an underground club of girls called The Mascara Posse. She desperately wanted to join it so she could become popular. She walked into the bathroom where the 5 girls were having a meeting. They were...

Initiation

She was waiting as he had instructed, feeling anxious, decadent and willing–too willing. Short flippy skirt, bikini panties, halter top, push-up bra, her brown-sugar skin silky smooth–even her pussy. This was a new, sinful feeling, and just the thought of her bare cunt made her squirm. She was sitting in her office chair in front of her computer, her back to the door, barely breathing, listening for the slightest sound. Was she really going to go through with this? What would it be like to...

The Initiation

“Whoa, Cheri?”You turn and look over your shoulder toward the slightly familiar voice coming from behind you. Your newly-styled hair cuts through the air and settles down on your bared shoulders, the straps of your sundress pulled down low. Through your sunglasses you spot from whom the voice came from, baritone and husky. He stands a few feet away, just outside of your personal space but advancing closer. He is older, more solid, and sexier than you remember but his name comes to your lips as...

Bernadettes Initiation

Bernadette's InitiationA shy, innocent t-girl dreams of domination by a man. She is persuaded into a day's adventure in this role and gets very much more than she bargained for, but gradually comes to understand her own desires. Contains scenes of bondage, non-consensual hardcore gay sex and breath control: if this will upset you, please look elsewhere.I must have hesitated for a moment for a sharp jolt of electricity on mynipples left me in no doubt that my immediate compliance was...

Boarding School initiation

I was sent to a boarding school in Yorkshire when I was 13. I was sexually innocent and although I got regular erections I had never ejaculated and knew very little about it. The school house I was in had a dormitory with four corridors radiating from a central hallway with washrooms. Each corridor was separated into cubicles by wooden partitions, which gave some privacy although there was an opening in the top half of the door so that prefects and masters could check on us during the night....

Intimate Inquiry 1 Initiation

In this try to an intimate inquiry I invite female friends and readers to tell about their initiationI am curious for first erotic experiences, sexual encounters and finally first fully sexy satisfactionI pave the way by telling from memory some teen time extreme experiences by my (former) female friendsI invite brave great girls and warm women to tell us about their first disappoints and sexy successesI have the sad impression that for many their first time was in their years at some secondary...

The Initiation

The dorm room was remarkably quiet for move-in week. Occasionally the girls could hear bustling coming from the halls as residents moved carts and luggage through the halls, but inside the only thing audible was the quiet beat from Tamryn’s earbuds. Only two of them had been there for more than an hour. The third resident of their suite was out, and the fourth hadn’t even moved in yet.At a little past seven the door opened and Nakia walked in clutching a single sheet of paper in her hand. “We...

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