Message-ID: <12544eli$9806281230@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12544.txt> From: Greatness <great@3-cities.com> Subject: NEW STORY (True Love) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; name="Truelo~1.txt" Content-Disposition: inline; filename="Truelo~1.txt" Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <35947C85.6720@3-cities.com> Copyright 1998 By Greatness (great@3-cities.com) All rights are reserved. Archiving permitted on free sites, but please advise me. Comments are welcomed. (Edited by a friend) If you are below legal age, do not read this story! True Love By Greatness I'm not your typical 18 year old. I may look that way but I'm not. If you saw me, I don't think you would even look twice. I guess you could say I'm cute, not pretty. I'm not what guys are looking for, other than I have big tits for my small frame. I'm barely five feet five, and light as a feather. I work at the local Mall as a cashier. I don't make enough money to live on my own, so I live at home with my Mom and Dad. It's been quite a struggle, but I do the best that I can. But it isn't easy at all. You see, I'm deaf. That can make life hell sometimes. That's for sure. I'm rather independent, which can make people quite angry at me. I want to show the world that I can do stuff on my own. When they find out I'm deaf, most people treat me like I'm made of glass. I hate that. I like to be treated like everybody else. I only ask that you look at me when you talk. That's it. Simple, right? But not for most people. They can be downright cruel sometimes the way they act. The look that they give me makes me cry sometimes: 'LOOK AT THE POOR DEAF GIRL'. As you can guess, being deaf can make a person very shy. I am that. I walk without looking up so that I don't have to speak to anyone. Yes, that's right. I can talk. Not very well, but I can. I've been going to speech classes for as long as I can remember. I speak well enough to get by, but only if I talk slowly. But I usually don't. I talk way too fast, and if I get nervous or excited, people can't understand a word I say. I've had a few dates with guys. But most of them went out with me because of my tits, or because they felt sorry for me. I know what they wanted: sex. So after one date or two, I'd let them. It wasn't very much fun at all. I don't know about the rest of you girls out there, but this was a typical date for me. The guy takes me out to the worst place he can find to eat in. On the way there he's trying to put his hand on my tit or up my skirt. I slap it away and he says, "Oh, I didn't mean anything. Sorry." But two minutes later it starts all over again. He buys me the cheapest thing on the menu. He eats so fast that I don't have time to finish mine before he tells me it's time to go. Then it's off to a movie. I don't know why they take me to a movie. I can't hear, so the movie is no fun at all. I sit for two hours trying to keep his hands off me, or his tongue out of my mouth. The minute the movie credits start rolling he grabs my hand and pulls me from the theater. It's back in the car, still slapping at his hands as it feels like he has more than ten of them. He drives up to some spot and parks. I know what he wants. He tells me he loves me. I know he doesn't, but I think maybe he does. So this time when his hands grab at my breasts, I let him. As soon as he knows I won't stop him, he practically rips my dress open, pushes my bra up, and slurps on my tits. If he only would take his time, it wouldn't be so bad. You see my nipples are very sensitive. If he'd suck on them for just a couple of minutes, I'd be happy. But just when I start to enjoy it a little, he grabs my head and pushes it down on his lap. While he's holding my head down, he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. He tells me to suck it. I really don't like to. He tells me he loves me. So I stick out my tongue and lick. Before I know what hits me, he's grabbed my hair in both his hands and is trying to jam his cock down my throat. I cough and gag, while trying to pull away. He says, "Relax. You'll like it." I wish I could take some guy and jam a dildo down his throat and see if HE likes it. One good thing is that it doesn't last long. He pushes me on my back, grabs my legs and pushes them up around my head. Guys must think girls can bend any way they want. It hurts a little as he holds my ankles together with one hand, grabs his cock and forces it into my still very dry pussy. It hurts but I don't say anything. He thrusts into me a few times. Then he grabs his cock and with one push shoves it up my ass. I try not to scream but I do. He doesn't even care that it hurts. He just fucks me like it's some race to see how fast he can cum. I know what's about to happen. This is the part I hate the most. He's grunting like some pig, and screams, "I'm cuming!" He pulls his cock out and cums in my face. He gets off me, pulls his pants up and drives away. I'm lying on the seat next to him trying not to cry as I wipe cum off my face. He never says a word as I try to button my dress which is now missing half its buttons. I can't find my panties. I start to cry but he doesn't even look at me. He pulls up in front of my house. I get out. When I turn to ask him when I can see him again, he's already halfway down the block. I go upstairs hoping that he will call, but he never does. Guys are all the same. Once they fuck me, they don't want anything to do with me again. If they only tried to be a little romantic, it might be fun. They either want to cum in my face, or fuck me in the ass. I wonder what some guy would say if I fucked him up the ass? I bet he wouldn't like it one bit. Yes, that was my typical date. I used to think that it would be better just to kill myself. No one would really care. But I was too chicken to do that. So I went through life thinking that the next guy would be different, but he never was. This was the way it was for a long time, but awhile ago my life took a turn that would change it forever. *** I was sitting waiting for the bus to come so I could get to work. I looked around and hoped that the three brats wouldn't come out and tease me. You see people can be cruel when they know I'm deaf. There are three boys, all about 11 years old. When I'm waiting for the bus, they come out and tease me. They pull at my dress, or call me names. I usually end up crying, which makes them laugh at me. They're not coming today, I thought. Then I saw them running toward me. They grabbed at my dress, and I screamed at them to stop. But they didn't. I started to cry, and closed my eyes. Then I felt one grab my shoulders. "Let go of me! Just leave me alone!" I screamed and opened my eyes. Standing in front of me was the prettiest woman I've ever seen. Everything about her was gorgeous. She reached up and pushed her beautiful blonde hair out of her face. Her eyes were blue, and they even sparkled. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I was sure I had seen her somewhere before. "Are you all right?" she asked. "Yeah." "Why were they teasing you?" "I don't know," I said, still crying. I know she didn't understand me by the look on her face. I repeated what I had said, trying to keep my voice as calm as I could. "Those boys shouldn't be teasing a retarded girl," she said, looking around to see if they were gone. That made me mad. I hate it when people think I'm stupid because I speak funny. "I'm not retarded. I'm deaf. I have to talk this way," I said as meanly as I knew how. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. You just..." "I just what?" "Let's start over, okay?" The look on her face was so lovely it made me feel like she actually cared. I said, "Thank you for helping me." "You're welcome. My name is Alecia Simons. What's yours?" she asked, smiling so sweetly that I couldn't help but answer her. "I'm Mary Lou." I said proudly. "That's a pretty name. Well Mary you're...." "I'm not Mary. My name is Mary Lou, please." "Mary Lou is it? Okay. Do you need a ride somewhere?" she asked as she reached out and took my hand. I don't know why, but my heart beat faster. She was just so pretty. "I'd like that." When I got up, I realized how tall she was. She had to be at least six feet tall. She opened the car door. I had never seen such a terrific-looking car. It was bright red. "What kind of car is it?" "Oh, this old thing? It's a Jag. It's a year old. Almost time for another one," Alecia told me, half laughingly. "You must be rich?!" "I get by. Modeling pays quite well when you're good at it." "Now I know where I've seen you. You're Miss Oilcan. My Dad's got your calendar in our garage." "Thanks. Did you think it was too sexy? I thought they might be too sexy." "No, the pictures were great. You're perfect." "Not perfect but they were quite good. Thanks." She bent down and kissed my cheek. I felt a little tingle as my nipples got a little hard, which turned my face bright red. "You're a pretty thing yourself." My face got even redder. As she drove me to work, she told me a little about herself. She was 25, and she'd been modeling since she was nine. I wish I could have heard her. I'll bet she has a sexy voice. As I watched her talk, I thought she was even prettier in person than on the calendar. Her whole face was perfect. Her nose was slightly turned up, and her lips were full but not too full. I hated looking at girls that have their lips blown up. She must have noticed me staring at her. "What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?" Alecia asked as she looked in the rearview mirror. "No. You're just so pretty. It must have cost you a fortune." The minute I said it I knew how stupid it sounded. She was going to be mad. I just knew it. She pushed her chest out and laughed, "No, it's all me. My tits are real, too. Most people think they're fake but they're not. I'm not a real blonde, but don't tell anybody." She shook her head, puckered up and kissed at the mirror. Her hair danced and her tits bounced. Her tits were big. How did I miss them before? You might think this is weird and all, but that's what I look at first, when I get the courage to look at someone. I guess there is a guy in me somewhere. I caught myself looking at her even when she wasn't talking. She was just so pretty, I couldn't help myself. I didn't even notice that she had stopped the car. "We're here." "What?" I said, still staring at her. "We're here at the Mall. You don't want to be late, do you?" Alecia said turning toward me. She reached across my lap and opened the door. Her tits mashed against my lap. I didn't want to move, it felt so good. My nipples tingled again. She smiled and gave me another kiss on the cheek. I knew my face was red, and my pussy even got wet. I never had any guy get my pussy wet. Alecia did it with an innocent kiss. "T-thanks for the ride," I replied in my calmest voice. I knew it didn't come out right as she smiled and said, "Go on." I didn't have a good day at work. My mind was thinking of Alecia. I could hardly wait to get home so I could get a closer look at my Dad's calendar. I thought it was kind of gross, the way they shot some of the pictures, with oil dripping down her legs in some of them, and stuff like that. But now I wasn't so sure. *** When I got home, I ran into the garage and grabbed the calendar and hid it under my shirt. I went straight to my room and sat on the bed. The first picture I thought was so stupid before, now was very sexy. Alecia was in a blue bikini, standing by a car in the snow, looking over her shoulder. For some reason I looked around, then looked back at the picture. I didn't even realize that my hand was playing with my left breast. The next picture was even better. Alecia was sitting in a puddle of motor oil. It was dripping down between her tits and she was sucking on a heart shaped sucker. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. I looked down at my breasts, then at Alecia's and took off my bra. I turned to the next picture and rubbed my palms lightly over my nipples. I closed my eyes and shivered as I began to squeeze my tits. With every picture I got even more excited. By the time I got to the June picture, I was pulling and twisting on my nipples. My pussy was even soaking through my pants. I jumped up and locked the door and pulled off my pants and my panties, then jumped back up on the bed. The next picture was July. Alecia was bending over looking at a flat tire. She was covered in sweat, as she tried to change the tire. I kept playing with my breasts, as my pussy just kept leaking all over the bed. The next picture was more than I could take. I spread my legs and frantically rubbed my clit. As I came, I must have screamed because my Mom had unlocked my door and was standing there staring at me. I quickly pulled the cum-soaked sheets up to cover myself. "Mom, get out of here!" "Are you all right?" "Yes! Get out, please." I was so embarrassed I started to cry. "You poor thing," she said taking a step toward me. "I'm fine. Please just leave." She turned and left with a hurt look on her face. I didn't realize that when I pulled the sheet up the calendar was resting on my pussy. It was ruined, soaked clean through. I just couldn't put it back. What would I tell my Dad? He did ask about it. But I told him that maybe one of the boys who lived next door took it. That night, I fell asleep and dreamed of Alecia pouring oil all over my body. *** I was sure glad the next day was Saturday. I did nothing but look at the calendar and masturbate. I had never been able to cum more than once, but looking at the pictures of Alecia turned me on to no end. I was so tired by five o'clock that I fell asleep. I had an even weirder dream. I was sitting on a car with Alecia fucking me with the end of a hammer. I woke up Sunday bright and early. I had to get out of the house. My Dad even tried to get into my room last night. I needed to get away from them and that calendar. I was sitting at the bus stop when Alecia's Jag pulled up. "Want to go for a drive?" she asked, smiling in that sexy way. "I'd better not." "I'm not the big bad wolf. I won't eat you. Come on, it will be fun. I was going to have a picnic by myself, but it's always more fun with two!" She winked at me and licked her lips. "I have to be back before five, okay?" "You got it!" She leaned over and pushed the door open for me. She was dressed in practically nothing: a tiny bikini top that somehow stayed on, and a pair on cutoffs split up the sides, showing off half of her ass. I slid into the passenger's seat. She looked over the tops of her sunglasses and said, "You're way overdressed for a picnic. I'll fix that when we get there." Every time I tried to talk, nothing came out. I couldn't take my eyes off Alecia's body. It jiggled perfectly as she drove. Watching her tits bounce was turning me on to no end, so I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else -- anything else. I must have fallen asleep because Alecia was shaking me to wake me up. I opened my eyes and looked right into her face. "I thought you were dead." "No. I just sleep really soundly. Being deaf does have its advantages. Noises don't bother me." "I guess you're right," she said helping me out of the car. I looked around to see where she had taken me. I couldn't figure out where I was. There were trees everywhere, and a path running up over a small hill. Without saying a word she grabbed my hand and off we went over the hill. It was beautiful. It was a small clearing surrounded by trees, and there was a small waterfall flowing into a stream. Alecia spread out a big blanket and sat down in the middle of it. "Come sit with me," she said, patting the blanket next to her. I was a little nervous sitting so close to her. "Now I said we would fix that outfit of yours, didn't I?" Alecia reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a long knife. "Now sit still, or I might cut you." I held my breath as I watched her grab my shirt and make a small cut, then rrrrip. She tore it a couple of inches below my tits. Then she grabbed my pant leg and started to cut. When she was done, the shorts she made were even shorter than hers. You could see almost my entire ass! "I can't wear these. I'm naked!" I told her, trying to cover myself with my hands, then looking around hoping no one would see me. "Don't worry. No one will see you but me. This is a private place of a friend, and she's gone. So we have to all to ourselves. I think you look sexy, don't you?" "Well, maybe a little, but..." "But nothing, you're one sexy woman, Mary." "I'm Mary Lou, not Mary." "Sorry again. You're one sexy woman, Mary Lou." I blushed and started to talk. I babbled on and on about nothing most of the time. But Alecia just smiled and nodded. We sat and ate and drank some wine. I told her I shouldn't but she just laughed and told me, "Bottoms up." I think I drank more than she did. By the time the wine ran out, I was feeling a little lightheaded. Alecia was lying next to me with her eyes closed. Watching her breasts going up and down while she slept was killing me. I had to get away from her before I just grabbed them. I kicked off my shoes and went running off toward the waterfall. I didn't get three steps when I stepped on a bee. I let out a scream and sat down holding my foot, then I started to cry. Alecia ran up to me and looked down at my foot. "What happened, Mary Lou?" "I stepped on a bee, I think. It really hurts," I told her, trying not to cry, but I couldn't stop it. "You poor thing! Let's clean your foot so we can get the stinger out." She easily picked me up and carried me up to the waterfall. It felt so good to be in her arms. As she carried me, her top got twisted and her bare breasts were rubbing up against my skin. I could feel her nipples getting hard as they rubbed up against me. My own nipples grew as hard as hers. My head was spinning by the time she set me down. Then she looked down at her top. "Oh, sorry. I'm so embarrassed." Alecia cupped both her breasts and teased her nipples, then slipped them back into her top. When she put my foot in the water, my head cleared a little, because the water was freezing. My voice finally started to work again. "That's col..." Before I could finish, my voice caught in my throat. Alecia had raised my foot and was kissing the sole. I couldn't say a thing. She ran her tongue up and down, then kissed each toe. I thought I'd die. As Alecia kissed her way down my calf, then back up to my toes, she asked, "Does that make it feel better?" I tried to talk but nothing came out. I just sat frozen watching Alecia kissing my foot, then my ankle. Each time she kissed me, she kissed a little further up my leg. When she reached the bottom of my shorts, I thought my whole body was on fire. She kissed her way back down to my foot, then stuck my big toe in her mouth. I tried to tell her to stop, that someone might see. But nothing came out but a moan. She teased and sucked on my foot until I was ready to cum. My shorts were soaking wet, and not just from the water, either. Then just when I was ready, she stopped. Kissing my foot one last time, she said, "There. I hope that makes your foot feel better." She picked me up again, carried me back to the blanket and laid me down. Alecia stood up, then reached around and unfastened her top. She spun it around on her finger then threw it over her shoulder. Then she unbuttoned her shorts and wiggled then down to her ankles, and kicked them at me. She was even more beautiful standing there naked. Every inch of her was tan. She saw me staring at her pussy. She smiled, looked down, then back at me. "I shave it because I can't have hair sticking out of those tiny bikinis the photographers make me wear." Alecia said, "You like it, don't you?" she slid her hand down and put one finger in her pussy, then brought it back up to her mouth and licked it. My voice worked long enough for me to whisper, "Yeeeees." She got down on her hands and knees and slowly crawled toward me. I was shaking by the time she grabbed both my feet and pressed them up against her tits. My whole body went stiff as a board. She rubbed the soles of my feet back and forth across her nipples. I quickly looked around, hoping no one was watching. I was scared someone might see, but too turned on to stop her. "You look tense. Lie down and I'll try and loosen you up." She dropped my feet and I groaned in protest. But she just put her finger on my lips, then pushed me down on the blanket. She took her breasts in her hands and lightly ran her nipples up my body. Slowly inching her way up until they were hanging right in my face. As she rubbed both nipples around my lips, Alecia asked, "You don't like them?" My mouth was so dry I stuck out my tongue to lick my lips. As my tongue touched her nipple I couldn't control myself, I grabbed Alecia's tit in both hands and sucked on it like a starving child. I licked, kissed and sucked until both her nipples were red and sore. "Let's give them a rest." She bent down and kissed me on the lips, with her tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. Then she ran her tongue down my neck, and stuck it in my belly button. I started to cry because it felt so good. She ran her tongue up my stomach, then pushed my top up over my tits. My nipples ached as she kissed all around them. She kissed down the sides of each tit. She ran her tongue around each nipple never touching the tip, which was driving me crazy. Finally she brushed her tongue across my aching nipple. As she took it between her teeth, and pulled, I almost came. Alecia's made small circles around my nipples again, then ran her hands down and unbuttoned my shorts. She pulled them off and threw them over her shoulder along with my panties. I no longer cared if the whole world saw me. I just wanted to cum. No, I needed to cum. Alecia spread my legs and kissed the insides of my thighs. She ran her tongue up and down, then kissed me right on my pussy. It felt like a lighting bolt went through me. I couldn't stop shaking as she spread my pussy and played with my clit with her tongue. She fucked me with two fingers as she continued to flick her tongue against my clit. I was screaming at the top of my lungs as I came. I had never come so hard in my life. But she didn't stop, she kept licking and fucking me with her fingers. It started building in me again. I came even harder. My legs even cramped up. I didn't even have time to catch my breath before Alecia straddled my face. I did the only thing I could do. I stuck out my tongue and tried to do the same things Alecia had just done to me. My face was soaked in no time. I must have been doing a good job, because she began to rock back and forth grinding her pussy in my face. I think she came even harder than I had. She rocked back hard once, and actually filled my mouth with cum. I swallowed and kept licking. Alecia came twice in a row then rolled off me. I wrapped my arms around her and we both fell asleep. I woke up first. It was dark. I panicked. My parents were going to kill me. "Alecia, wake up!" I exclaimed, shaking her. She kissed me, then laid back down. "It's dark. I'm in big trouble. I told my Dad I'd be home before five." It finally sank in, and both of us went looking for where Alecia had thrown our clothes. We found everything but my panties. I thought I felt naked in the shorts before, but without panties I felt like I was wearing nothing. Alecia drove as fast as she could, but didn't get me home until ten. She kissed me and drove off. I stood there and watched her car disappear. I looked across the street at two boys who were staring at me. I had forgotten what I was wearing. I might as well have been naked. Half my ass was hanging out of the bottom of my shorts, and the top Alecia made for me wasn't much better. I tried to cover myself as I ran for the house. I was praying that my parents had gone to bed. When I opened the front door it was dark. They were asleep, thank God. I didn't know what I would have told them if they had seen me. I happily dashed up to my room and threw myself on my bed. I lay on my bed thinking, I am in love. The End -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>