Message-ID: <54298asstr$1154524201@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Original-Path: i3g2000cwc.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "U-Boat" <rico_autofire@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1154508397.582361.155000@i3g2000cwc.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2006 08:46:41 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows NT 5.1; .NET CLR 1.1.4322),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) X-HTTP-Via: 1.0 proxy2 (NetCache NetApp/6.0.2) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: i3g2000cwc.googlegroups.com; posting-host=203.13.128.102; posting-account=Wq3LaQ0AAAA6LfrJKLTF7pk12NAmb6W9 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 2 Aug 2006 01:46:37 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Barbie Girl (Mf, teen) Chapter 4 Lines: 362 Date: Wed, 02 Aug 2006 09:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2006/54298> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw I was thankful that Sunday was a day of rest. Neither of the girls turned up. Perhaps they were going to church or some such. However, if they had I'm sure my cock would have protested at the constant use. I wasn't sure, though. Well, it hadn't taken on any worn appearance but there is such a thing as having too much of a good thing. In spite of being a Christian, I found it hard to apply myself to church. Instead, I decided to apply myself to something else, getting the fuck out of this place. Looking over various Real Estate websites, I was pleasantly surprised to find a one bedroom flat within my price range in Artarmon, the suburb south of Chatswood. Hmmm... not all that far away, I thought. I knew friends who used to live in Artarmon and whenever I came to visit it seemed to be a good place to live. Most of the inhabitants appeared to be retirees or office workers. It looked like a much nicer place to live so I resolved to contact the agent as soon as I could. Monday afternoon, after a rather tiring day at work, I found myself on the platform at Chatswood station again. I looked about to see if Sarah would make an appearance and I wasn't disappointed. She had shed her school clothes and was dressed in typical North Shore fashion, blue jeans, green t-shirt, wool jumper tied around her waist, soft leather boots and her school bag over one shoulder, fashionable, tight in the right places and expensive looking. Sarah's face broke into a grin as she walked over and hugged me tightly. "Hi honey. I was hoping you'd be here," she said, holding me tighter still. Looking over her shoulder I noticed that Kate had also arrived with another girl in tow, similar age to Sarah, blonde, thin build, small breasts and a tiny butt. "It looks like you're not alone, either. Kate's here with... somebody," I replied. Sarah turned around and waved at the other two girls. Kate waved back while the other girl raised her hand half-heartedly. Once the other two arrived, all three hugged and began girlish talk. Kate came over, hugged me and gave me a surreptitious wink. I looked over the other girl who had arrived with Kate. There was a greenish tinge about her and she looked a little sickly, like the worn look of someone who's health had suffered quite a lot. "Well," I continued, "aren't you going to introduce me to your friend, Sarah?" "Daniel," Sarah began while indicating the new girl, "this is my friend Amy. Amy, this is Daniel, a really nice guy..." "And a really good fuck," murmured Kate with a mischievous glint in her eye. Sarah, playfully slapped Kate's hand and grinned. I regarded Amy for a moment as she levelled her hollow gaze at me. "Pleased to meet you," I said with a polite nod. Amy nodded half-heartedly and tried to smile. "Are you in this scholarship program that Sarah is in?" I asked, trying to illicit more of a reaction. She replied with a little, girlish nod. She seemed nice enough but something wasn't right with her. I looked at Sarah who returned an apologetic look. Returning my attention to Amy, curiosity got the better of me. "Something wrong, Amy?" I asked. Amy gave me a pained look that started to look sad. Without thinking, I pulled her close and hugged her to my side. Surprisingly enough, she returned the hug tighter than expected. Something was definitely wrong with her. Amy let go of me momentarily to blow her nose. She looked up apologetically and gave a small smile. "Sorry if I give you my cold," she said in a small voice. "Bah," I said reassuringly, "colds don't worry me. I know what to do if I get one." "What do you do?" "I get drunk," I answered with a roguish grin. Amy giggled, a good sign from my perspective. "Isn't that supposed to be bad for you?" she asked. "Well, I look at it like this. I'm sterilising myself in alcohol. Works for me." Amy laughed, a musical laugh. The greenish tinge seemed to fade from her. She may have been sick but her sad mood was exacerbating the situation. I hugged her again and was rewarded with a warm hug. Looking up, I saw Sarah watching me with adoration. I could only smile back in return. "Hey guys," said Kate, bringing our attention back to the present, "the train's here." We quickly boarded the train, went to the upstairs compartment and occupied two 3-seater benches. "So where are you guys headed?" I asked as the train began to leave the station. "Just heading over to my place," said Sarah, "We've been out for a bit and we're doing a homework session together." "Okay. Fair enough." "Sarah wanted to know if it was okay to come over this weekend," said Kate. Sarah gave her a scandalised look, giving me the impression that Sarah didn't want to just come out and ask bluntly. "Of course it is," I replied, noting Sarah's visible relief, "just try not to come too early so I get enough rest." I smiled at the two of them and murmured, "You two really tired me out the last time." Amy regarded us all with confusion, I looked to Sarah and murmured, "Does Amy know what's going on?" Sarah shook her head, leaned over to Amy and whispered in her ear. Amy's reactions were interesting to watch. Her eyes went wide and she looked at Sarah who grinned back. She continued to whisper in Amy's ear while her expression changed from shocked to scandalised, from scandalised to concerned, concerned to disbelief, disbelief to embarrassment, embarrassment to surprise and finally surprise to hope. "Oh Sarah," I asked, "should I ask what's going on?" "Ummm... how would you feel about making Amy a woman?" she replied. I looked at Amy who had visibly shrunken into herself, blushing brightly in embarrassment. Amy looked at me in her vulnerable state, her face a mixture of hope, embarrassment and worry. She was quite attractive if not more than a little shy. Amy was a pretty girl with a slim build and inexperience written all over her. The sense of desire she harboured was tangible and at that moment she transcended simple physical beauty. She became a flower in bloom. I knew what my answer was so I mustered the warmest smile that I could and took Amy's hand gently in my own. "I would be most honoured," I replied. The sense of relief Amy felt was visible as I kissed her hand and gently guided her onto my lap. I wrapped my arms around her securely and smiled at Sarah. "See? I told you he was a good guy," said Sarah. Amy looked over and nodded, mouthing the word 'Thanks' at Sarah. "Listen girls, while I've got you here I'd like to just mention something about contraception," I said, bringing the subject out in the open, "because I believe that Kate is the only one here who actually is on any." Once the girls looked attentive, I continued. "If we're going to continue doing what we are you girls should go onto birth control or some sorts of arrangements should be made." This began the beginning of the 15 minute conversation about which type of birth control could be used. Eventually the girls decided that going on the pill was the best. I had suggested Depo Provera but the girls didn't quite like the idea of getting the shot. Eventually, it was handled diplomatically. I think my cock must have been rock solid for the rest of the week at the prospect of the girls coming over. On Wednesday, Sarah told me that she had been able to go to a clinic to get the pill with little to no complications. I was pleased of that and I wondered what her father may have thought if he knew she was on the pill. Well, I guess he wasn't closely monitoring her virginity, not as far as I knew. It would seem excessive for him to do so. Sarah was on the platform waiting for me, along with Kate and Amy. I guess they had nothing better to do than come over. We greeted each other, exchanged small talk and I told Sarah about where I was moving soon. She was overjoyed that I was moving to Artarmon and demanded the details so she knew where to visit me. I gave them to her but I told her that nothing had been finalised yet. Amy still had the sniffles when she arrived and gave me an apologetic look. "I still have my cold," she whimpered, "Sorry." "Awww, you don't have to apologise," I replied as we all travelled on the train, "it doesn't bother me at all." "You sure?" "Positive," I replied. I gently pulled her closer, moving my lips closer to hers. She looked a little hesitant but there was a hope in her eyes. I gently placed my hand on her shoulder, leaned in and kissed her lips softly. I felt her shudder and whimper as we kissed. It was obvious to me that I was the first man to kiss her. "Tell me," I whispered to her, "Is that the first time you've ever kissed a man?" "Yes," she whispered, "You're the only guy who's wanted to." "Why is that?" I asked while I leaned back. She appeared hesitant to me. I guess this would explain the shyness. "Because I had half a dozen diseases when I was very young," she whispered. She went on to explain that during her early to late childhood she had come down with every childhood disease known to man, also having contracted measles twice. Boys around her would steer clear of her for fear of catching something and unfortunately the reputation had stuck even though it was no longer the case. I could sense a distinct sense of alienation and a desire to be close to a boy. I remembered my own school experiences and remembered times when I had been alienated from others. It was a horrible feeling. Kate and Sarah were still talking amongst themselves when I reached over and pulled Amy onto my lap again. Sarah had a questioning look but I returned one of reassurance. She smiled and returned to her conversation with Kate. "Listen, kids can be cruel when they're young. They also have a lack of tact and decorum," I began, "but if that past is behind you then only your friends and the smart ones will realise that. But looking at you, I can see that you still dwell on it." Amy nodded in agreement. "But," I continued, "you have to let it go. It will take a while and it may be difficult, but you can let go of the harms of the past. You know what you need?" "What?" she asked. "A good laugh," I replied. Amy seemed a little confused. "Have you ever heard of a man by the name of Norman Cousins? I'm guessing you haven't," I said when I saw the continued confusion on her face. "Well he was diagnosed with terminal cancer and was only given 6 months to live. So what he ended up doing was checking himself into a hotel and renting funny movies, getting funny books and laughed himself stupid for 6 months. After the 6 months he went to his doctor to find out how much longer he had and the doctor said he was going to live. The cancer had apparently gone." "Is that true?" "Oh yes. That incident began research into endorphins and it's been found that laughter strengthens the immune system and releases a chemical that sedates the body and allows the immune system to combat any illnesses. So what happened in the case of Norman is that while he was laughing himself stupid, his body was being self tranquilised while the strengthened immune system combated the cancer. The result, laughter beat terminal cancer." Amy looked quite impressed with that until I realised that the other girls had stopped talking. I looked over and I found that Sarah and Kate were listening intently. I shrugged, smiled and gave Amy a warm hug. Upon arriving at my house, we all took a seat on the couch as I dropped off my gear in my room. I came back to find that Sarah and Kate were wrestling with each other while Amy squirmed a little in her seat. I took a seat beside her, placed an arm around her and kissed her softly. She crawled into my lap and started kissing me passionately, as if she was afraid that I was a dream that she would suddenly wake up from and she was trying to get as much enjoyment as possible in a short amount of time. I smiled, stroked Amy's cheek softly and looked over to the other two girls. "Hey girls, I'm going to look after Amy for a little while. So I'm going to go take her to my. I'll be back," I said with a wink in their direction. Sarah nodded and Kate leaned over to whisper something into Sarah's ear. As I left the room I noticed an expression on Sarah's face that was scandal mixed with... curiosity? "So you going to break me in?" asked Amy with a grin. I was happy to see her in a good mood. "I don't think it's going to be as bad as all that. But listen, I have every intention of turning you into a woman but only when you're comfortable with it. Okay?" "Okay. Well... what should we do first?" "Why don't we just lay down on the bed here and just touch and play with each other. It's an easy thing to do." Amy readily agreed. We both lay on the bed, me dressed in my jeans, t-shirt and socks while Amy wore her uniform consisting of a skirt, button down shirt and her white knee socks. I gently stroked her cheek and ran my fingers through her hair as Amy's hand started exploring. I'm early 30s and have reasonably broad shoulders, some muscle definition but an obvious paunch in the middle. Still, I've seen uglier men with girlfriends so I wasn't particularly concerned about my appearance at present. She pulled my shirt out from my jeans and snaked a hand inside to stroke my chest. I smiled softly and gently scratched the back of her neck. Amy gave a soft sigh, moved closer and kissed me passionately. As we kissed, I ran a hand around to gently cup her small breast. She groaned softly as I touched her, pushing the breast into my hand. Removing my lips from hers, I sat up and removed my shirt while she shed her school shirt. The shyness was completely gone from her and was replaced by a look of complete lust. Leaning into her, I gently kissed her slight cleavage while reaching behind to undo her bra. She gasped softly as her bra came free. I reached under her loose bra to caress her naked breasts. Amy quickly shed her bra and pulled my head to her chest. Now with more skin exposed, I licked and sucked on her nipples in turn while gently pushing her back down onto the bed. Amy groaned in delight and I noticed how her thighs were naturally parting. Gently running a hand up her thigh, I found her cotton panties which were soaked through with her juices. Amy gasped loudly as I touched her tender pussy. Looking up at her, her eyes were wide open with a mixture of surprise and intense arousal. I gave her a little grin and started kissing down her stomach. Finding the clasp that held her skirt together, I removed her skirt and gently eased her soaking panties down her thighs. She shuddered at my touch and I noted a touch of fear in her as I removed her underwear completely. Laying before me as naked as the day she was born, I continued to softly kiss my way to her crotch. She may have been nervous but she was receptive, proven by the spreading of her knees as she opened herself up to me. Her pussy was light pink, moist, puffy and surrounded by a covering of blonde hairs. I leaned into her crotch and gently ran the tip of my tongue up her slit. Amy gasped loudly and whimpered in ecstasy, as if her senses were being overwhelmed. I started gently licking her slit, tasting her nectar as it flowed rapidly from her. Her body writhed and squirmed as I ate her out. She reached down, slipped her fingers into my hair and gripped tightly as her hips bucked against my mouth. Reaching under her thighs and hooking my hands over them, I latched onto her pussy and licked a little quicker as Amy rode my face. It didn't take her long to reach climax and she bucked, shuddered and howled loudly when she came. "OH GOD! YES! OH FUCK!" she howled as she came. She became hard to hold onto as she practically bucked my mouth off her pussy. I slowly let go of her and let her writhe around as the aftershocks flowed over her. She looked up at me in disbelief. I smiled warmly at her as I noticed no sign of her earlier green tinge, instead the pink tinge of arousal. I licked my lips softly and lay down beside her. Wasting no time, she reached into my pants and started fishing out my cock. Grinning softly, I undid my jeans and shed them along with my underpants. Amy started stroking me insistently, obviously intent on stuffing me into her pussy as soon as possible. I kissed her deeply and she returned my kiss with hot, racing passion. "Please put it in me," she whimpered, "Please." "Okay, baby," I whispered. While we both lay on our sides facing each other, I reached down, took her knee in my hand and bent her leg up so her thigh rested on my hip. My cock was ramrod stiff at this point and aimed right at her moist pussy. I pulled her to me and she gasped as the head of my cock gently brushed her slit. "Relax, baby," I whispered, "you'll love it." I slipped the head into her pussy and was brought up short by her hymen. Amy gasped again, looking worried. I smiled warmly at her, hoping to comfort her, then pulled her to me to kiss her deeply. We mashed our mouths together and as she became lost in passion, I quickly rammed my cock deep within her. She whimpered softly as I felt her break inside and I began slowly moving inside her. She mewled softly until she became used to the feel of my cock. Pain gave way to pleasure, causing her to kiss me with burning passion. "Are you okay, baby?" I asked. "Uh-huh," she whispered, "It just hurt a little at the start." "That's ok, baby. That happens whenever you lose your hymen. The good thing is that you don't have to worry about it ever again." "Goodie," she whispered, "Now show me what it's all about. Make love to me." I readily obliged, slowly pumping her, enjoying the look on her face as she began to comprehend the feeling of having a cock within her. Her face was a mixture of passion, pleasure and disbelief, as if she had never felt anything so pleasurable in her life. Her legs started to shake as I slowly stroked into her and she gripped me tightly, mewling and moaning softly the whole time. Her tight pussy was having an effect on me and I found it hard to fight down the orgasm that was quickly approaching, her inner velvety walls caressing my shaft. However, I was thankfully saved by the sensitivity of Amy's pussy. "OH GOD!" she screamed as she went from completely quiet to raucously loud. She moaned and wailed in passion as her body shook violently. Knowing I was going to come to the end very soon, I sped up the pace and pumped her furiously. That sent her over the edge and she cried out in overwhelming ecstasy, her pussy clamping down on me tightly. That was enough to start me off and I groaned out loudly as my cock exploded inside her, drowning her insides with hot sperm. We became a shuddering mess as the aftershocks of our passion flowed over us. Amy pulled herself to me and whimpered softly, looking completely spent. I slowed my thrusting down to a languid pace before eventually stopping. Our organs were super sensitive after the exertion and each movement of our bodies sent an ripple of pleasure through the two of us. "Wow," Amy whispered as she finally opened her eyes. The look of fire in her eyes had been replaced with one of satisfaction. "I never knew it was like THIS. Does it always feel this good?" "Not always but most of the time," I replied. Amy smiled and snuggled into me. Laying back in our rested state, I could swear I heard moaning outside. "Let's go out and join the others," I said before getting up and throwing some clothes on. I wasn't expecting the sight that greeted my eyes. "Oh God! Don't stop! I'm almost there!" moaned Sarah loudly. She was stripped to the waist and on her back while Kate was sitting between Sarah's spread legs and licking her pussy. With one final shudder, Sarah came violently and shook uncontrollably as the pleasure visibly washed over her in a powerful wave. Kate looked over her shoulder, saw us, winked mischievously and returned to licking Sarah's pussy. Needless to say that seeing Kate's head buried in Sarah's snatch had an instant effect on me, a fact that didn't escape Amy. "Hi Daniel," chimed Kate happily, "just been licking out your girlfriend. Hope you don't mind." Sarah's head shot up as she heard my name being mentioned. "Not at all," I replied. Sarah's face changed from shock to relief at the comment. Her head flopped back and I indicated to Kate that she should continue. Kate grinned mischievously then placed her mouth on Sarah's pussy again. Looking over, I saw Amy snake her hand down the front of my pants and felt her firmly grip my semi-erect member. This afternoon was going to be good. And it was. - U-Boat It's taken a long time to get this chapter out. I've found myself getting bogged down with other stuff then forgetting what I was doing. My mind works in strange ways but one thing that has become clearly apparent to me is that there are those waiting out for me to release new chapters and to complete this story, not just from an erotic point of view but from a theological one, also. I have to thank those that have written in to discuss some of the finer points of Christian belief that I've shown here. You could debate all night about what the Bible says and what Christ really thought. It is food for thought, at least. The story is still in Act 1 at the moment and we have a few more people to introduce. I hope people will be looking foward to every new chapter I release. Believe me, it's going to turn weird at some point. If you wish to send any emails and comment about what I've written, feel free to send them to my email address below. Thank you all! orionssg@gmail.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <story-submit@asstr.org>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-admin@asstr.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+