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Chapter 4a

"You Want Me to Do What?!?"

...Keri just can't live without it...

I gave her the quick morning tongue lashing on a Thursday morning.  Thursday
evening being the traditional party night for the school, I took her out the
local bar and made sure she became pleasantly drunk.  She was still floating
on cloud nine from the morning, and so I continued the feelings of bliss
later that evening by concentrating on her body for at least two hours.  I
left her sweating and gasping for breath as I gathered my clothes and made my
exit.

That weekend I started by taking her shopping for most of the day on
Saturday.  We went to all of the traditional "girl stores" in the local two
malls.I focused on ever so slightly expanding her wardrobe into just the
other side of slutty and trashy.  I told her that her nice tight stomach just
couldn't be hidden all the time, so she bought a couple of mid-riff baring,
clingy sweaters.  We bought some too-short shorts and a leather mini skirt
that would have to be tugged down when she sat just to have enough material
to cover her ass on the chair.The last stop was the lingerie store.  Making
her believe that I just melted to see her in half-cup bras and thong panties
wasn't that difficult.After all, she did run and work out at the gym to
keep a tight and athletic body.  Once when I was in the dressing room, I
asked her to bend over slightly as she faced away from me.  She was wearing a
black lace thong.

"What," she asked as I lightly traced the seam between the material and her
skin as it rode over her bulging cunt lips.  I made sure that my fingers ever
so slightly snagged her pussy hair and tugged it just enough that she was
aware that it was showing outside of the material.

"Oh nothing," I said, a slight frown on my face that I let her see just for
an split second before I forced a smile on my face, "just admiring how
beautiful your ass is in this g-string."

"Is something wrong," Keri asked as she turned around, her tits staring me in
the face as they were supported on a shelf bra, the nipples obscenely exposed
to my gaze.

"Not a thing," I murmured as I gently kissed first one nipple then the other,
"you are just so beautiful."

The frown on her face slowly faded as she enjoyed my ministrations, but I
could tell that in the back of her mind she was worrying about her abundance
of pussy hair.Good, let her!

That evening I had her wear the black, leather skirt and the short sweater. 
I complemented her the entire time she was getting dressed, consciously
making an effort to appear that as much as I enjoyed to see her dressed in
the lingerie and slutty clothes, I would rather stay home and fuck her brains
out.  She thought that she was the reason, tugging on my sleeve and promising
me "more of this", that I was finally led out of the apartment and into my
truck for the drive to the restaurant.

I couldn't get there fast enough.  I had made reservations at one of the
nicer places in town, and on a Saturday evening the crowd was definitely
upper class, culled from the richer students at the university, college
faculty, management from the local large factory, and the assorted lawyers
and managers from the local county seat.  I noticed that she was definitely
uncomfortable with the looks she received from the men and women waiting in
the reception area.  The men would openly stare at her bobbing tits, the bra
she wore I had her adjust the straps on so that her tits were more free to
sway, and the tight skirt which showed no hint of panty line because of the
thong.I observed at least two different women shake their men by the arm or
whisper in their ears, causing the men to mumble some sort of apology and
reluctantly tear their eyes from Keri's scantily clad body.

She seemed slightly embarrassed by the attention of these men and women. 
This wasn't quite the same as going braless at the local college football
game or having the guys stare as she nipped out at the pool.  These were
definitely a different class of people, and she realized she was
inappropriately dressed.  She shrank into my arms and turned her head into my
neck as she whispered that the guys were staring at her.

"That's because you are so beautiful compared to these old hags they're
with," I replied, kissing the top of her head and steering her to one of the
sofas.I purposely chose one opposite four college men.  She didn't realize
she gave them a nice view of her barely covered pussy until she looked up and
noticed that they were all four to a man staring at her crotch.  Even with
her legs tightly closed, the material was to little to hide her mound.She
used one hand to pull the material further down her legs as she crossed her
legs, the act of crossing them giving them an even better view.  Keri
couldn't have missed the wink one of the guys gave his mates and then the
leer he turned back to her.  She purposefully looked anywhere but at them,
waiting for the maitre d' to call our names.  The guys were called first, but
I could tell that they had lost their appetite for food as their names had to
be called out three times before one of the them finally looked up with a
startled "Huh?"

Finally we were called and taken to a dark corner of the restaurant.  I
believe the manager or one of the floor supervisors must have seen her and
taken a personal interest in seating us out of the way of some of his
well-heeled, regular customers.  It was obvious that while an entertainment
to the younger crowd, Keri's flaunting of her body was upsetting some of the
older customers; those who were regulars and would spend their money well on
the high priced drinks and exorbitant tips.  College students may take a date
out to a place like this once in a while, but they were not the ones who
spent every Friday or Saturday evening here at twenty bucks a plate!

So with his money sense overruling his lust, the maitre d' showed us to a
secluded and dark corner of the restaurant.  Luckily, the area was populated
by men and women of our age, mostly young college students out to impress
their prospective sex partners.  Keri thought I was being chivalrous as I
pulled out her chair for her to sit, but in actuality I was making sure that
her pussy would pop into view for another young man at a distant table when
ever she got up or crossed her legs.  He sat with a very beautiful lady,
maybe twenty or twenty-one, but because of her conservative clothing, the man
was instantly attracted to the view Keri provided him.Once as she got up to
go to the ladies' room, I turned around and saw the girl's eye follow Keri's
tight ass across the room.  I overheard snatches of angrily spoken, "so
that's what you've been looking at," and "what a tramp," before some mumbled
apology and the man asking the waitress for the check.The woman made sure
they were well out of the restaurant when Keri came back to our table.

More open stares and quick jabs to male guts by female elbows were seen
throughout the night.  I pretended to be oblivious to all of them.  Keri was
obviously distraught that she was getting attention as if she was a whore,
but I made her think that I was too captivated by her beauty to see anything
of the world around me.  Actually, the sight of her putting up with
humiliation and public embarrassment because of dressing like a slut for me
made my dick so hard it was aching.  That evening was another repeat of
Thursday and Friday, with me showing her outrageous amounts of attention,
licking and stroking and massaging her to climax after climax.Finally she
fell asleep in my arms, oblivious to the fact that I had not even cum that
evening.

The next day she awoke and I herded her into the bathroom as I prepared
breakfast.  We spent the morning doing her homework, this time I made her
complete every problem, even though she wanted to quit several times.  I made
it appears as if I was very interested in her success and was forcing her to
work for her own good.I just wanted it to be out of the way for what I had
in mind for that afternoon!

After a lunch of fruit and salad, I encouraged her to put on her rollerblades
and come out for some skating.We 'bladed for at least two hours; enough
time for the exercise to tire her hip and ass muscles, and the combination of
the high fiber lunch, large breakfast, and large pasta dinner from the night
before causing her to have to shit when we returned home.  She seemed
relieved as she came out of the bathroom to have me suggest that she take a
shower so I could massage her tired legs from the day's exercise.  I could
tell she definitely did not want me to go into the bathroom after what she
had just done without giving some time for the smell to dissipate.  That was
fine with me, as for what I wanted, I didn't want any trace of smell on her
asshole or any shit in her.

When Keri came into the bedroom wearing only the flannel shirt I liked to see
on her and her wet hair plastered to her skull, I was ready for her.  I had
closed the blinds against the afternoon sun, lit a scented candle, put some
'fuck music' in her stereo, the massage oil was warming in a cup of hot
water, and towels were spread on the top of her bedspread to catch any
misplaced oil.

"Lay on your stomach," I said as I poured a generous amount of oil into my
palms.As she settled herself on the towels I straddled her ass and began to
work in the oil from her shoulders, over her tight hips, and down to the
balls of her feet.  Working my way up to her ass, I slapped her thighs to
signal her to spread her legs.

She lightly moaned as I nipped and licked around her inner thighs and began
to come nearer to her wet cunt.  I put my hand under her mound and asked her
to lift her pussy up so I could have better access.  She grabbed one of her
throw pillows and put it under her lower stomach for support.  With her legs
spread to point at the corners of the bed and her ass off the ground, her
pussy lips spread open in a glistening show and her crinkled, freshly
scrubbed asshole winked at me as she adjusted herself on the pillow.

As my kissing neared her cunt, I would work my fingers around her ass and
legs.  During the past week I had briefly touched her asshole, but I always
made it appear as if by accident as I hurried on to finger her soaking cunt. 
I did the same now, as my lips and tongue worked on her cunt lips and clit,
my nose would breath over her tight pink rosebud, sending hot air down on her
and causing it to contract and relax.  I began to become bolder and traced
about an inch around her asshole with one finger as I lightly nibbled the
back of one thigh, watching her hips move.  With my left hand I pushed her
ass cheek to the side to better expose her and with my right index finger I
began to spiral into the cute, but too furry hole only inches in front of my
face.

He hips had stopped moving so much and I could tell she was uncomfortable
with these new, but pleasant sensations as the muscles of her flanks and back
tightened uncontrollably.  But she didn't say a word as my finger finally
found its mark and brushed directly over her tightly clenched rectum.  I
traced the little wrinkles from the center to the sides.  After a couple
minutes of this I leaned forward and place a gentle kiss directly on her
asshole.

Her ass clenched instinctively, but I used both hands to press outward on her
cheeks with gentle pressure until she relaxed again.  I kissed her again, and
using the very tip of my tongue I traced a line from her clit to the very top
of her crack, lingering over her ass.  She moved her hips as my tongue traced
its way, but as I stopped and began to show more attention to her asshole,
she stilled her movement.

To give her a connection between the pleasure of her cunt and the feelings
causing such confusion in her ass I reached one hand under her mound and used
my thumb to gently flip her clit back and forth.  As her hips began to move
in time with my thumb I began to gently lick and probe at her ass using the
same rhythm.  I snaked my other hand under her, causing her to arch her back
even more and expose her ass to me like a cat in heat.I grabbed her tit and
began to pull at the nipple in time with my massaging of her clit and my
probing of her asshole.  She began to moan and by the change in her breathing
I could tell she was nearing cumming.  I began to push harder with my tongue
as my thumb and finger would grab her clit and pinch and pull at it.  As she
came oh so close to her goal I abruptly stopped and sat back on my knees. 
Her hips continued to move and I could see her start to move a hand down
towards her cunt, but suddenly remembering I was watching she stopped and lay
still.

I lay beside her, and insinuated myself under her in that position I liked so
well.  She automatically moved forward to bring her tits level with my mouth.
 I kept my hands on her ass, massaging the cheeks but not touching her
asshole or cunt.

"I've never had anyone do that to me," she whispered, "I was embarrassed but
it felt so good."  She blushed as she looked down at me with half her tit
sticking out of my mouth.  I let it pop out of my mouth with an audible, wet
smack and looked up at her.

"You mean you've never been fucked up the ass?" I asked, trying to pick the
right tone of voice as if it were something everyone did, and she was such a
child if she hadn't at least tried it.

"Well, yeah," she said, blushing again and looking away, "but only once and
it hurt like hell."

"Obviously, he didn't know what he was doing," I said most condescendingly,
"or you would have really enjoyed it."

"You mean you and your ex used to do it?" she asked looking back at me with
eyes wide in disbelief.  My ex has a very prudish exterior.  If people knew
half of what we did behind closed doors we could be thrown in jail in about
thirty states!

"Oh yeah," I half bragged, "she loved it!  In fact, I would say she liked it
almost more than getting her pussy fucked or licked on."

Keri looked very incredulous at that last statement.

I figured the only way to show her would be through actions.  I bent to her
nipple and began to suck and bite at it in rhythm as my right hand found her
clit and began to pull on it.  She began to buck her hips against me and I
would slow and speed the pace to keep her from coming.Once I thought she
was there, I reached my left hand to the nightstand and taking the flip-top
bottle of massage oil, I opened the top and poured a generous amount down the
crack of her ass.  She tightened her muscles instinctively as the oil
splashed down on her.

With my left hand I began to work the oil down her ass cheeks and thoroughly
over her tight little asshole.Once I thought the oil was sufficiently
spread around, I used my middle finger to begin gently pressing on her
asshole in time with my clit massage and her hips.  As she warmed up to the
attention paid to her rectum and it began to loosen, I worked my finger in to
the first knuckle.  She began to buck harder and as she neared her orgasm I
slowed the pace and finally pulled my hands back to her hips and began to
kiss all around the edges of her tits.

"Why'd you stop?" she breathed huskily in my ear.

"Stop what?" I replied, between kisses to her tits.

"You know what," she said, half-annoyed and half-embarrassed to admit she
enjoyed her asshole being touched.

"Oh, this," I chuckled, taking her nipple in my mouth and working roughly at
it with my teeth.

She bucked her hips against my leg, but I refused to touch her cunt or ass.

"That feels good, but I liked what your hand was doing."

"Oh."

"That's awesome, but I meant the other hand."

"What exactly did you like?"

"You know...Please?  Touch me back there."

"Here?"

"No.  Please stop teasing.  This is embarrassing enough as it is.  Please put
your finger back in me."

"Ask for exactly what you want, and you might get it."

"Please," she said blushing and looking straight ahead at the wall, "put your
finger in my...uh...ass."

"Look at me."

She did and blushing an even deeper shade of red, if that was possible.

"Your ass is all of this," I said as I grabbed both of her tight cheeks with
both hands.  "So tell me EXACTLY what you want and don't look away this
time."

She was very uncomfortable with what was happening but I could tell that the
feelings my hands had given her were so near in her memory that they overrode
all sense of decency.

"Put - your - finger - in - my - asshole.  Please!" she said ever so slowly,
her eyes never leaving mine.

I went back to my rough mauling of her tit as my right hand reached under her
to begin pinching her clit.  My left hand worked its way down her ass crack
and as it eased its way into to the second knuckle she gave a very loud sigh
and moved her ass in a circle.As my finger pushed down into her asshole,
she pushed back to work it deeper into her.  I pulled it out to the first
knuckle and she started to say something, but I was only trying to work a
second finger in.  The tightness must have felt better, as her sphincter
muscles were loose at this point.

I slowly released the pressure on her clit, but began to really bite and pull
at her nipples as my fingers kept up the rhythm in her ass.  I supported her
on my legs so that her cunt couldn't come in contact with either the mattress
or me.At this time she was only receiving sensual input from her ass and
tits, but she kept her ass rotating and humping with my thrusting fingers.

As she neared her orgasm I worked a third finger up her ass, making sure it
was coated by plenty of the oil from her ass.  I was biting her tits so hard
I had to make sure I wouldn't cause any damage as she began her familiar
crying and moaning that signaled her orgasm.  She held my head tight to her
tit as her asshole sucked and convulsed around my finger.  As her orgasm
faded, I extract first one, then a second finger from her.  As it seemed to
end, I probed gently at her with the tip of only my index finger and was
rewarded by her ass pushing back at me.  Letting go of her tit, I withdrew my
finger and looked up into her face.

After she caught her breath, she settled onto my left arm and began to run
her finger idly through my chest hair.

"Do you realize you just came without me touching your cunt, only your ass?"

"Yeah," she blushed and tried to hide her face in my chest, "it felt
different, but sooo good I couldn't help it."

"How many finger were in you?" I asked her.

"I don't know, just your one?" she said, looking up at me.

I brought up my right hand and lifted one, then two, and as her eyes widened,
finally a third finger.

"No way," she said with wide eyes.

"Way," I chuckled, "look."

I put my three fingers down next to my hard prick (I hadn't cum that day) and
asked her to feel both of them.

"They're about the same size around," she said as she looked at my throbbing
cock.

"Exactly.  That's why you should have been able to have been fucked in your
ass and not really hurt.  Did it hurt, when I was fingering you?"

"No."

She obviously didn't want to talk about her past experience with ass fucking.
 I was just dying to hear all about it.

"So why didn't you like getting fucked there before?" I asked as she turned
her face into my chest.  It must have really traumatized her.  I was getting
so hard seeing her embarrassed.

"Come on.  You can tell me.  Relax, Keri."

She laid her head on my chest and her eyes fixed on a distant point.  Her
breathing became sort of ragged and I could tell she was near crying.  I
stroked her head and kissed her wet hair until she calmed down.  A single
tear escaped her eye and ran over the side of her nose before dropping onto
my chest.  She sat up, pulled her shoulders back, and taking in a deep breath
she began to tell me the following story.

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