A NEW LIFE
Chapter 17

Karen awoke the next morning to the phone ringing. It was her mother calling to tell them to meet in the lobby for breakfast. Her brother rolled over and looked at her. "Mom wants us to meet her in the lobby for breakfast," she told him as she threw back her blanket forgetting for a moment she was naked. Her initial reaction was to cover herself, but she changed her mind. It seemed silly after the night before.

She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to do her morning routine, closing the door behind her. After a few minutes there was a knock on the door. "Can I come in? I really gotta pee," her brother requested. Karen opened the door and her brother rushed to the toilet. His back was to her, but she could still hear him. It was strangely erotic to her.

The two finished up and walked back into the main room. Karen opened her suitcase and pulled out a pair of shorts, a top, a bra, and panties to put on. "I dare you not to wear any underwear," Todd grinned. She looked at him shocked. "If you don't wear any, neither will I," he offered.

"I gotta wear a bra. If I don't mom will freak out," she argued.

"OK, deal. You can wear a bra then, just no panties," he compromised.

It wasn't her intention to bargain with him, but she saw no way she could change what he thought was an agreement, so put her panties back into the suitcase. They dressed and met their mother and her boyfriend for breakfast. Their mother wanted to go to the store to get some snack food, but her boyfriend suggested she take Todd with her saying he needed some new shorts and giving her some money and the keys to his car.

After they ate, Todd and his mother left. Karen and her mother's boyfriend watched them leave, then he said, "Come up to my room." Karen followed him into the room and he closed the door. "Take your shorts off," he commanded.

Karen froze. "Are you going to spank me?"

"No, I'm just going to check you. I told you I'd be checking you to make sure..." he replied. Karen still hesitated, afraid of what he would do after finding out she wasn't wearing panties. "You have a choice... You can take off your shorts and get checked or I can take off your shorts, spank you, then check you. Do you want to go to the beach with a red ass?" he said obviously getting irritated.

Karen expected to be spanked anyway, but didn't want to anger him any further. Her head hung down as she pushed her shorts to her feet, revealing the fact she had no panties on. "Are you going to spank me?" she muttered again.

"Spank you? Why? Because you're not wearing panties? I don't care if you wear them or not. I do care if you're a virgin though. Lay down on the bed and open your pussy so I can check you," he commanded. Karen was relieved, but also embarrassed. She hated getting checked by him, but knew she had no choice.

"I didn't do anything," she told him, hoping he would accept her word. He just pointed at the bed. Karen knew what was expected. She climbed up on the bed, opened her legs, and pulled her pussy lips apart for him to look.

"Very good," he smiled and she released her pussy lips. "Are you wearing a bra?" he asked and she nodded. "Why no panties, but you put on a bra?" he questioned.

"I was afraid you or my mother would be mad if you knew. Panties would be covered by my shorts, but without a bra..." she admitted.

"Do you want to go braless?" he asked. Karen wasn't sure how to answer, so just shrugged. "Take off your tee." She wasn't sure why he requested that, but obeyed. "Now your bra," he added. Again she did as he asked and she was now completely naked. "Put your tee back on," he commanded.

Karen was now confused. He had her get naked, now he was telling her to put on what he had just told her to take off. She reached for her bra, but he blocked her hand. "Just your tee," he reminded. She pulled the tee over her head. "Stand up and look in the mirror." She did as he asked. She was covered, but could see her nips poking out, which she really didn't mind. She thought it looked sexy. "You OK like that?" he asked.

"My mother won't like it," she replied.

"I didn't ask what your mother would like. I asked if you were OK like that," he repeated and she nodded. "Then braless it is. I'll handle your mother," he smiled making her smile too. "You know, you should shave again. You're starting to get some stubble down there," he observed.

She looked down and saw what he was talking about. Her pussy hair had started to grow out. "Um... Do you think it will be OK until we get home? I didn't bring a razor," she blushed. Normally she only shaved her legs and pits once every week or two as the hair had just started growing and she shaved the night before they left. She hadn't even thought about her pussy.

"We can take care of that," he smiled and went into the bathroom. He came out a short time later holding a towel, razor, and shaving cream. "Put this on the bed then lay down on it and open wide. I'll shave you," he offered handing her the towel.

Karen laid the towel on the bed then sat down and leaned back, opening her legs for him. He lifted her feet up, bending her knees, and placed her feet on the mattress almost touching her ass. "Stay like that and open as much as you can," he told her. She blushed as he began putting shaving cream on her pussy even though he had seen her many times by now. Her eyes closed and she went down on her back in an attempt to ignore him seeing her so open as he began to shave her.

His pulling and pushing on her skin only emphasized what he was looking at exciting her even though she was also embarrassed. It seemed to take a lot less time than the first time had taken. "All set. Wait here," he told her as he took the shaving equipment into the bathroom and returned with a washcloth. The warm, wet cloth turned her on more as he washed her pussy off.

Her body was starting to react. Her hips seemed to push up as his washcloth covered hand slid down her pussy lips. She could already feel her orgasm starting to build. It disappointed her when he stopped washing, but he asked, "Want some cream?" and she nodded.

He again disappeared into the bathroom, but immediately came out and showed her a tube of cream. She couldn't help but smile. He sat down next to her and squeezed some cream onto his fingers, then brought his hand between her legs. Her body was now in control and she opened her legs wider.

His finger slid up between her pussy lips hardly touching her, but making her breath suck in. Slowly he ran his finger up and down her pussy lips. She dug her heels into the mattress and pushed her pussy up hoping to increase the pressure and give her deeper stimulation.

His touch remained light though, teasing her pussy. Karen could feel her orgasm building. "Lift your legs. Touch your knees to your shoulders," he commanded. At this point she would have done anything he asked, so complied. "More." She pulled on the back of her knees, rounding her back and lifting her ass. "Good. Hold them tightly and don't let them go," he said softly as he opened a drawer and took something out.

His forearm went behind her knees, holding her in the position she was in. She then felt something touch her asshole, then push in. The deeper it went, the more it spread her asshole to the point it was starting to hurt, making her groan slightly. Whatever it was invading her started to buzz and she felt vibrations. Not only could she feel it in her ass, but also in her pussy and the whole area around it.

Her eyes widened as it went in deeper, but her body started reacting, like her climax was being pulled from her body by the instrument embedded in her ass. Her body exploded and he pushed in deeper, hurting her more, but the hurt was turning her on even more. Sounds were coming from deep within her as her climax seemed to escalate.

Karen rode the waves of pleasure as they continued to grow stronger. He was pushing the instrument deep in her ass, easing it out, then pushing it back in. The deeper he went, the more it hurt and the better it felt. She began pushing against his arm fearing she would pass out. "No more!" she gasped.

He pushed in deep; deeper than he had before. Karen groaned with the hurt as she was seemingly spread open even more. Her orgasm seemed to hit a new level as he did. Her body squirmed. Slowly he eased out the probe until it was finally free. He pulled his arm from her legs and they flopped back down finally giving her relief and allowing her body to relax.

As she recuperated, he went into the bathroom, but returned a few minutes later. Karen had recovered and asked, "What did you put in me?" He held up what looked like a short, tapered candle with a handle of sorts attached the larger end. "What's that?" she asked.

"It's called an anal probe. Did you like it?" he smiled.

"No. It hurt," she answered.

"You seemed to have quite an orgasm," he observed.

"I know," she admitted. "I couldn't help it though. It made me climax. That doesn't mean I liked it," she protested.

"Put your shorts on and take your bra back to your room. We don't want your mother to see it here," he grinned.