Chrissys proposal sequel to nude beach dream
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An angry Chrissy reflected on how she was fifteen years old and she hadn't been on a single date.
It wasn't because she was unpopular. Lots of kids at her school liked her and wanted to be around her.
It wasn't because she was ugly. Her 5" 6" frame supported breasts that were a handful each, tipped with sharp little pencil eraser sized nipples just made to suck on. Below that were her thin waist and hips that any baby-bearing woman would love to have. Her cute little pussy lips were pink and plump and nestled just below fine wisps of golden pubic hair. Her face was gorgeous. She was a knockout.
No, the reason Chrissy had never been on a date was because of her father, one John Robinson by name.
He wasn't mean or anything. He just remembered what he tried to do with fifteen-year-old girls when he was, say thirteen through nineteen. For that matter he lusted after Chrissy's friends regularly and would gladly plow their sweet teen furrows if it didn't mean he'd end up in prison. He knew what boys thought about when they looked at his daughter, and he had decided a long time ago that she wasn't going to be exposed to groping strangers out for a quick fuck and then on to the next girl.
To be fair, any boy she wanted to spend time with was welcome to come to the house and they could watch TV, or make something to eat, or play board games on the dining room table. Anything except be alone, especially in a bedroom.
Adding to the problem was Chrissy's brother Bobby. He was seventeen and a tackle on the football team. He was a big, big boy and nobody wanted to mess with him. He made it known when Chrissy was just a freshman that any guy who messed with his sister sexually was dead meat. Period. He was encouraged in this attitude by his father. Chrissy had no mother to intercede for her. Her mother had run off with a biker gang when Chrissy was only three.
The end result of all this "protection" by her father was that he had erred in his judgment - seriously erred.
For, you see, Chrissy had no experience with groping boys at all. She'd never been kissed, never been petted and for sure had never had a boy's mouth or fingers anywhere near her sweet little pussy. No boy even tried to sneak off to a dark corner with her. They danced with her - properly apart from her soft body, of course. But they never tried to get in her panties. And, because of this, she just flat didn't believe that boys really tried to do any of those things. As far as she was concerned, it was all a big fairy tale her father had concocted just to justify his stupid rules.
She had just told him that, in fact. She had told him in a loud voice that some might even have called a scream. Her face was red, and her delightful bosom was heaving. Her father was sitting in his lounger with a smug look on his face. He knew what boys tried to do.
"Chrissy, darling," he said calmly. "I know what boys want to do to you, because I was a boy once upon a time and I tried all the things that boys always try with girls. I tried the lines, I tried getting them drunk, I tried begging for sympathy - all of it. And I got my John Thomas wet plenty, I'll tell you that!" He jerked his head, somewhat startled that he'd admitted that to his nubile teenage daughter.
"Oh bullshit!" Chrissy yelled. "Just bullshit, Daddy. Boys don't want those things anymore. Maybe they did when you were young, but boys are polite nowadays, since women's lib and all that stuff. You're old fashioned Daddy and it's not fair. I don't get to do anything!" she wailed.
John frowned. "Chrissy!" he barked. "That will be enough of that kind of language. I'm not wrong about this and I think I can prove it."
"Oh reeaaallly," Chrissy drawled. "I'd like to see that, Daddy. I really would."
John thought for a minute. "All right. But you have to do whatever I say, okay?"
Chrissy was puzzled. She always did what her father told her to. "What do you mean?" she asked warily.
"I think I can prove to you what boys want, and what that causes girls to want, but you'll have to do some things that you might not otherwise be willing to do," he said, like that explained everything. "Look," he said impatiently. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course I do, Daddy," she said.
"Okay, then, just keep on trusting me, even if it seems weird, okay?"
"Okay, Daddy," she said.
"Robert!" yelled her father.
A distant call came back "What?"
"Come down here!" yelled her father.
A moment later Bobby, came bounding down the stairs. He was dressed in the usual, sweat shorts and a tank top.
"What's up Pops?" he said. He nodded to Chrissy.
"I need you to do something for me," he said. "I want you to tell Chrissy ... I mean us, what goes through a boy's mind when he's on a date with a girl he likes."
"Um ... I don't understand," said Bobby.
This wasn't technically true. Bobby pretty well knew what he thought about every girl he took out. He hoped each one would turn out to be a cumslut who would spread her legs for him without asking. Why else would a guy take a girl out? But he didn't think that's what his father wanted to hear. And, since he didn't know the right answer to the question at hand, he played the ignorance card.
"Chrissy doesn't believe that boys she goes out with would actually want to have sex with her," said John.
Two things happened almost instantly for Bobby. First, all the times Bobby had tried to peek at his sister, to see her naked, and all the times he had furiously beat his meat while thinking about her naked, flashed through his mind. He knew how desirable she was as a woman. And he was her brother!
Second, he couldn't help but reflect on the mental image that came to his mind concerning the concept of "boys wanting to have sex with Chrissy". In this case, the last boy Bobby had seen Chrissy with came to mind. That was Rex Johnson, who bragged about what a fabulous cocksman he was. The fact that Rex was only with Chrissy because she stopped to help him pick up some spilled papers didn't come into play.
What Bobby visualized was Rex, hunched between Chrissy's wide spread legs, while his ass bobbed up and down and his undoubtedly nasty cock slithered in and out between his sweet sister's pussy lips.
In short, Bobby got horny and pissed at the same time. He laughed a dark laugh.
"That's stupid," he said. "Every guy who ever looked at you wanted to get in your pants."
"That's not true!" squealed Chrissy, her eyes wide at how crude Bobby could be.
"That's what we're trying to tell you, honey," said her father in his reasonable voice. "Men are built to want to have sex with beautiful girls. You are a beautiful girl. Ergo, men want to have sex with you. Boys too," he added.
Chrissy didn't believe it for one minute. She had an idea. "All men?" she said, acting like she might believe it.
"All men!" said her brother and father together.
"So..." she preened. "You have wanted to have sex with me too?" She clasped her hands behind her butt and grinned at her father. "I mean you are a man, right? And you did say all men," she finished triumphantly.
She turned on her brother. "And you too!" she giggled now. "Obviously you too have been practically consumed with lust for your dear sister." Now she laughed out loud.
Then she stopped.
Neither man was laughing with her. In fact, both looked decidedly guilty!
"You'll never believe me until you see it for yourself," said her father. "So, you and Bobby are going on a date. Tonight. And I'll be with you, but I won't say anything, unless you two are supposed to do something and I see you aren't doing it. Okay? It will be a pretend date, but Bobby will show you what boys do on dates with girls. Then you'll understand," he said with finality in his voice.
"But Bobby's my brother!" said Chrissy.
"And Chrissy's my sister," said Bobby, somewhat unnecessarily.
"That's right, and that's the only reason I'm allowing this," said John. "You must be made to understand how dangerous it is out there. Now. Both of you. Go get dressed for your date. Each of you choose something you'd like to wear on a date with someone you really like."
Both teens trudged off muttering about stupid ideas. John went to each room to ensure that his orders were followed. He went to Bobby's room first. "Bobby, I want you to pretend she's just another girl you met at school. Treat her just exactly like you'd treat any other girl. Okay?"
"Sure Dad," said Bobby, while mentally saying, "With you watching ... right."
Then John went to Chrissy's room. He walked in to find her dressed only in her panties.
"Daddy!" she yipped and covered her precious breasts with her dainty hands.
"Oh! Sorry, pumpkin," he said, looking at the floor. "I know Bobby is your brother, but I want you to pretend he's some boy you wish I'd let you go out with. And dress like you were going out with that boy, not Bobby." Then he left, before she could see the tent in his pants. While that might have supported his contention about "all" men, he was a little embarrassed about it right then.
Bobby got back to the living room first. He had on his team sweats. They were talking about football when Chrissy started down the stairs. Both men looked up and their jaws dropped. Chrissy was dressed in a micro skirt with a matching halter top. The halter top had a deep vee that dropped well below the mid point of her breasts, ensuring that everyone knew no bra of any kind was involved in this outfit. Sandals completed her ensemble.
Quite suddenly Bobby didn't have very much trouble at all pretending this was just some girl he was taking out on a date.
"Wow," he said. "You look hot!" He flinched and looked at his father out of the side of his eyes, but his dad was staring at Chrissy too.
"Yeah," said John in a dull voice. Then he shook his head, as if trying to drive some thought out of it. "Okay, now you guys have already had dinner. Where would you take her now, Bobby?"
Bobby knew he'd try to get his date out at the lake, where it was quiet and remote and romantic. But he couldn't say that in front of his dad. "I'd uh drive around. I guess."
"Okay then," said John. "Let's go." They went out and got in the car. Chrissy and Bobby in the front, and John in the back seat. Bobby started driving. He didn't know where to go since he couldn't go to the lake. He was getting frustrated. He could be out with a real girl tonight, but he was stuck with his sister. He glanced at her. Her micro showed her legs almost clear to her pussy. He gulped. She scooted over and leaned one hot breast against his arm. It felt soft.
"Aren't I supposed to sit here, beside you?" she asked in her sweet voice.
"Uh, yeah ... sure," he said. This was crazy. They'd be out here for hours. He decided to call his father's bluff. "Actually, I'd be taking my date out to the lake. There's this cool place where I take the girls. You know, to talk ... and stuff."
"Now that's more like it," said John. "Let's go."
Bobby thought about what was happening as he drove. He'd tried to call his father's bluff, but his dad seemed to be pushing them toward something he'd dreamed about occasionally as he beat off. That was petting his sister and getting to see her naked. He felt his prick begin to fill with blood. Who knew what might happen? He'd just ride along and see. They got to his favorite spot and he parked, turning off the lights. He already had the radio on and he got out his favorite make-out CD and put it in the player. He sat there, not knowing what to do.
"See? This isn't so bad, Daddy," said Chrissy. "I still don't understand what all the fuss is about."
John leaned forward from the darkness in the back seat. "Bobby, is that all you do when you bring a girl out here? You just sit?"
"Well no," said Bobby. "I usually try to..." He dropped off. He didn't want to admit that he usually tried to get into the girl's panties.
"What do you try to do Bobby?" said his dad. "Come on. Chrissy needs to know."
"Well I kiss them ... and touch them..." He didn't add, "if they'll let me."
"Okay then, get to it. Show her what boys do."
Bobby couldn't cope with the stress. He was trying to be two people at the same time.
About then Chrissy tipped her head up and whispered in his ear, "Aren't you going to kiss me Bobby?" She was trying to call someone's bluff too.
So Bobby kissed her. In his confusion, he kissed her like he'd kiss any girl. Definitely not like he'd kiss his sister. But she felt like a girl, and she smelled like a girl and within fifteen seconds she was kissing like she'd done it plenty of times.
As for Chrissy, when her brother kissed her like that, like they did in the movies, she felt weak all over. It made her feel funny in her stomach. No, not in her stomach, but down there somewhere. She decided she liked this kissing stuff. When she felt his tongue slip into her mouth, all slippery and smooth, the feeling "down there" got more intense.
When she kissed him back, and gave him some tongue in return for his own, Bobby went on autopilot. His hands began to stroke her back, moving to her arms, caressing her hair. Now he kissed her cheeks and neck, nibbling on her ear lobe. She shuddered, a good sign, and he kissed her again as he decided to see what her young breasts felt like.
When Bobby's hand came around her elbow and cupped her breast through the halter top, Chrissy almost stopped breathing. What was he doing? Boys weren't supposed to do that. She broke the kiss. "Bobby!" she said.
"Aw, c'mon. I won't hurt you. You just look so hot and you feel so soft."
He went back to kissing her.
Chrissy felt all muzzy inside. She felt a thrill shoot through her when he said she looked hot. And his kisses were so wonderful. What could it hurt to let him feel her boobs a little? When his hand slid over her breast again, she pressed it into his hand. It did feel good. She was enjoying a kiss when she realized his fingers were pinching and rubbing her nipple. And that felt really good. Then, somehow, his hand slipped inside her halter top and now he was fondling her naked breast. Now he thrummed her nipple. She felt a sharp stab of pleasure between her legs. She thought that was very odd, but if felt good too.
"Chrissy?" he said as they paused to breathe.
"Hmm?" she said back.
"Can I see em?"
She knew exactly what he was talking about, because his hand was still there, still squeezing and roving around her breast. He'd gotten in through the side of the halter top. But she wanted to tease him for some reason.
"See what Bobby?" She arched her chest, pushing the breast into his hand.
"I want to see your titties," he said. "I bet they're beautiful."
"You've seen my boobs before, you ninny," she giggled. "Remember that time when I was in the shower and you had to pee so bad and you couldn't wait and you barged in? You saw 'em then."
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Chrissy had wanted to have a pee for ages, but didn’t want to do it in front of the girls. But as they kept behind him he couldn’t just sneak off and relieve himself so in the end he turned and said I need to wee. That’s all right do it here there’s no one to see. But these shorts are so tight I can’t get my ..... thingee out. Well just pull them down a bit with your panties and squat. You mean like a girl? Yes you are wearing girl. Clothes you need to pee like a girl. Chrissy blushed bright...
My First DateBy: HornyJ My date went well Wednesday night. Jake and I met a few weeks ago at the library whenwe both reached for the same Kellerman book. Jake told me to go ahead and take it, andhe'd check it out when I was done. We got talking about authors we liked, and after a while heasked if I'd like to meet him for coffee sometime. I said sure, and told him I'm usually at thelibrary Tuesday afternoon. He met me there the next week, and we went out for coffee. Samethe following week, but...
Chrissy Tanner - Part 2 Chapter Four - Transitioning The drive to the airport and the shuttle ride from the parking lot were surprisingly uneventful. Barbara checked all of their baggage at the airline counter, with the exception of her purse and a small carry-on bag. Mia and Chrissy had only their purses. With her nails finally dry, Chrissy had stepped aside to check her makeup. While digging through her purse for the mirror, she found the two tampons, and she shot a spiteful...
When we arrived at school, Major Johnson excused himself to use the restroom. He’d already witnessed a demonstration of my self-defense skills, so he knew I could take care of myself if the situation called for it. I assured him I’d be fine standing out in the hall for the few minutes it took him to “do his business.” My father had been training me in martial arts sparring for years and, even though I didn’t particularly enjoy it, I still learned how to defend myself well enough to keep him...
Chrissy and Jules had been friends since high school as they lived in the same area. Chrissy had always been the more outgoing of the two, always quick to try new things, sports and outdoors were always things she liked. At 5'4", with long brunette hair down to her mid back and blue eyes, she always turned heads. She had the figure to go with her looks too, long, lean legs, full breasts that were hard to hide in a t-shirt. Jules was quieter, more reserved, but she matched Chrissy for height and...
LesbianChrissy peeked out of the door of the shower block completely naked save his pink flip flops. He couldn’t see much so had no choice but to step out onto the flood lit terrace. His jewelled cage reflecting the light so it looked like his cock was illuminated. He made his way cautiously along the terrace trying to remember exactly where there tent was whilst covering his cage with his hands. He was startled by a deep voice behind him saying ‘ are you lost cutey?’ From the rear Chrissy didn’t know...
All this started almost incidentally at the end of a perfect evening when I was feeling especially wild. It was a beautiful spring night and my wife, Chrissie, and I had gone to a great engagement party for a friend who was marrying for the third time. The pavilion in the park where the party was held was beautiful and romantically lit. Many old friends were there. The band was terrific and we danced until the wee hours, drinking a great deal of expensive champagne. We let the top down on the...
BOOK FIVE "Boss Mommy" Part LCV A stubborn fleck of red polish remained stuck to Rebecca's big toenail, and as I tried to figure out how to remove it without pushing too hard, my mistress's shrill ringtone shattered my concentration. Rebecca answered the phone with a smile. From my position at her feet, I eavesdropped on her t?te-?-t?te. "Hey, Ma. How you doin'? ... that's good. Oh, yeah, she's great ... no, she don't get home from school till about 3 ... yeah, I know, I can't...
Do you want to impress a girl on the very first date? If you really know what girls always notice on a date, there’s a good chance you’ll be able to impress that pretty lass within the first few minutes. And you know what they say, first impressions are everything when you’re trying to have a great date! Unlike men, who don’t notice a great deal too much, women are a lot sharper on a date.They put in a lot of effort, and they expect their date to look spruced up and primped for them. So what...
Burying my wife's been such a life-changing event! I'd known Jackie, short for Jacquelyn, for two years, before we started dating ... then four years of dating, finally getting married on Catalina Island on the Fourth of July! Married fifteen glorious years together - until she was diagnosed with lymphoma! Refusing treatment - because she didn't want to live messed up by it - it didn't take long for her to weaken into a person I didn't recognize anymore. I loved her to the very end,...
Miss Roundbottom knocked on the door of Principal Johnson's office and waited for his "Come in" before entering. She had her student Chrissy with her and both were familiar with this situation. Chrissy just couldn't seem to keep from causing trouble and Miss Roundbottom had long ago admitted that Chrissy was beyond her ability to control and had repeatedly gone to the Principal for assistance. "Come in," came Principal Johnson's deep, stern voice from within the room. As Miss...
Prologue: This is a story written by adults for adults and contains adult language and mature sexual content. It involves no young children, however, it does involve a teenager slightly below the age of consent. It does involve mildly non-consensual sex but no overtly illegal activity. It is completely fictitious and is written solely to entertain and arouse adult readers. If you object to erotic literature stop right here and read no further. The story is difficult to categorize…there is...
Promises and Secrets 3: Tina's Prom Date By Maria Ski Authors note: This story takes place before the events in 'Promises and Secrets'. Tina Grant, to know her is a pleasure; to look at her is to admire her, to fall in love with her... Because Tina Grant has a secret, a secret that she has kept from a very early age. Few people know, but those who do are sworn to not share the secret. Lest it harm Tina in any way. Who am I? I hear you ask, my name is Michael and I had the...
Now, I also have had some sort of obsessions with breasts. Many guys unlike me, really like to eat a women out. Get down, stick their head in their hot juicy cunt, and slurp all the juice out of them. I, however, have an unusual obsession with breasts. Like pregnant women, I don't know what sparked the obsession with tits, it's just something about the female body which seems to jump out and say "Hey, I'm a slut with big boobs, so come and fuck me until they are sore." Today, I am...
It was about 8 pm on Thursday night when Chrissy came through her apartment door, still feeling the glow from her after class meeting with Mikey. He had fully succeeded in his usual quest to ravish her completely. The remnants of his efforts were still gradually soaking her panties, a feeling she dearly loved.She stopped short when she saw Lacie, her roommate, slumped down on their couch, legs up on the coffee table, a big bag of chips on her lap, two empty beer bottles on the table, along with...
BisexualChrissy found himself back under the shower with two hot girls rubbing him down, but strangely he wasn’t as turned on as he thought he would be. Instead he was thinking about the two brothers who had just used his mouth and arse to deposit their creamy loads in. Chrissy stepped out from under the water and dried off before sub consciously putting on the panties offered to him. The bra offered to him next threw him but the girls helped in on with it. The pink summer frock came to mid thigh and...
Dad sat across from me at the table and shoveled oatmeal into his mouth more out of habit than for nourishment. Dark circles under his blue eyes confessed a lack of sleep. His constant sad expression made him look older than his forty-seven years. It didn't help that his hair had rescinded back to his ears. Worry had thinned his once bulky frame. He had been in a declining emotional state since my mother had left us last spring.The day after I graduated high school my mother packed her...
Ra“Ok, sure!” … wait, did she just say ‘yes?!’I was joking not-joking when I asked and wasn’t expecting her to agree to a ‘test’ date. What even is a test date - I just made it up!I feel a bit sweaty, maybe she was joking too...Maya was a sharp brunette, shaped like a coke bottle, had a sexy waddle like a supermodel (I borrowed that line from her …). She was a bit younger than me and when she smiled, the corner curl of her lips would make me melt, and I think she knew it.Mmmmm her lips … and...
Office SexThank you to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. DG Hear I heard that to get people interested in your story you have to do it in the first paragraph. I don't know much about writing so I guess I should do it. So, I will start out by saying I had sex with my brother's fiancée. More on this later. My name is Dan Welling. I'm twenty-nine and still single. I was born into a wealthy family. My dad owns Welling Manufacturing. He has three plants at which we make...
Once I regain my composer I find out Sammy gave my chastity key to the guy I fucked on the sofa. I can't believe she just handed it over. "I thought you said I'd get the key back if I had sex with him?" I ask as the frustration starts to build. "You'll get it back," she replies calmly, "You just need to go on one date first." How can she be doing this? First she goes way overboard with the blowjobs, and then she gets me to fuck a guy, ok so the last part was kind of on me, but now she's...
SRU - The Prom Date "I don't believe this!" said Paul as he arrived at his usual table to eat his dinner. "Don't believe what?" asked his best mate, Mark. "I've just asked Yvonne to go to the prom with me and she told me to get lost!" replied Paul. Paul had had his eyes on Yvonne for ages. Yvonne was one of the hottest looking girls in their year, her light auburn hair fell below her shoulders and her lips were begging to be kissed. "Oh, I'm sorry," said Mark, feeling sorry...
"Chrissie" Part XXXVI by c.w. cobblestone My pity party was interrupted by the rattling of the front door, followed by a startled feminine gasp. Rebecca crept into view, her hand covering her mouth. "OMG, Chrissie, what the hell happened?" Through tears, I peered at her from my curled-up position on the living room floor, right where Karl and Randy had left me. A low moan escaped my throat. My angel pouted. "Aw, poor thing. They really did a number on you, huh?" I sobbed...
Chrissy sobbed as he lay across Michael’s lap as his upturned bottom was mercilessly beaten, first turning red then purple as the blows rained down from the paddle which Michael had selected from the range of implements laid on the table next to the chair he was sat on. Chrissy didn’t know if the pain from his balls was fading or the pain from his bottom was just overpowering it. At last Michael was happy the colour his cheeks had turned and ceased his beating, he instructed Chrissy to stand...
"Sure, I understand," Nick said into the phone. "No, no hard feelings. Well, nice talking to you." "Shot down again, huh?" His son Anthony came ambling in from the kitchen. "Yeah," Nick said, "and thanks for the sympathy. Hey, are you doing anything Saturday night? Maybe we could rent a video, or..." "Sorry, Dad, no dice. I've got to work." Anthony plopped down in front of the TV as Nick's other son, Joey, came through the front door. "Hey, Joey," Anthony called out. "Dad...