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Feel the Burn (MF, sm, voy)
by The Ferrous Juggler (FeJuggler@hotmail.com)
***
The first few months of running Mistysex were fun for me, to say
the least. Within a few months I learned to use a scanner and
video toaster to pull in those hot pictures and movies you like so
much. Of course, making the pictures and movies wasn't so harsh a
task either!
I usually just turn on the camera, rummage through the toybox, and
let nature take its course for the next half hour. For some real
inspiration I'll check the hit counter on my web page; thinking of
five thousand guys wanking themselves while they stare at my
pictures really kicks the imagination into high gear!
After a while I learned that some people wanted to see more than I
could fit on one little Web page. In fact, I was more than a
little flattered to learn that people would actually pay for a
private collection of my escapades. I decided to offer a set of
pictures and AVI's that weren't available on my Web page.
Unfortunately, I learnt rather quickly that ten movie files simply
don't fit on a floppy disk or two.
Luckily, the same friend who got me started on the Internet had
the answer. To send a lot of files at one time, she told me, I
needed to purchase my own CD burner. My pussy started dripping at
the mere suggestion! With the exception of the VCR and the
vibrator technology doesn't really turn me on. However, my
electronics supplier, George, certainly does!
I made an appointment with George for the following afternoon. (I
don't think George meets all of his customers privately; it's nice
to get the VIP treatment every once in a while!) When I bought my
first computer system, George was the man who gave me a
considerable discount after I gave him a considerable bonus. He's
about 6'4", a beautiful Florida blond, and still has the body of a
college football player. Needless to say, being tied up and fucked
by him wasn't a bad rebate for my first computer!
The morning before my meeting with George seemed endless. Reading
mail from Mistysex just made things worse; thinking of that
beautiful cock ramming into my wet slot made it hard to
concentrate on the suggestions and questions I was trying to
answer. One letter in particular caught my eye. A girl named Lisi
had written from somewhere in Virginia; her letter said, "This is
what I did when I read the story about you and that electronics
guy..."
There was an avi file attached, and when I ran it, I saw a
beautiful brunette, maybe 19 or 20 years old, lying on a bed and
plunging a huge dildo in and out of her shaved pussy! I cranked up
the volume on my monitor and listened to her cries of pleasure for
a minute and a half.
The sound was just too much for me. I set her avi to repeat
endlessly and found a toy of my own. Since I usually sit naked in
front of the computer, within seconds I had my feet propped up on
the desk and was burying a nine inch dildo in my own heated slot
while Lisi got herself off over and over. At the end of each
repitition, she gave an evil little grin, almost like she knew
what I was doing. After nine or ten of these circuits I felt my
own orgasm building. I'd barely touched the hard little bud
between my legs when my whole lower body seemed to explode...
During the twenty minute drive to George's store I couldn't stop
thinking of Lisi. It was incredibly erotic to think that there
were other beautiful women out there bold enough to send me their
movies through the Internet. Erotic enough, in fact, that my
knickers were soaked long before I pulled into George's empty
parking lot.
After switching the car off I simply pulled the dripping panties
off from beneath my short skirt -- I'd decided to dress a bit less
conservatively than my last visit to George, so I ended up with a
pleated skirt that barely reached past my ass and a tight man's t-
shirt. I wore nothing under the t-shirt, of course. George is the
type of man who doesn't like unnecessary delays and besides, one
thin layer of cotton is the perfect way to put a couple of hard
nipples on display and show a man exactly what I'm thinking.
George ushered me into his store with just a slight brush of the
fingers against the soft skin visible at the hem of my skirt. As
he turned to lock the door I realized that he was even more
handsome than I'd first thought. He was a bit older than I'd
estimated before, but sexy in a rugged, very masculine way. He
turned from the door and I reached up to hug him, but George
grabbed my wrists and spun me around slowly, reaching underneath
my skirt with his free hand to caress my ass. He couldn't help but
notice how wet I was already; my thighs were running with juice
from my poor, neglected pussy.
"So, you're in the market for a CD burner?" George asked. He very
nonchalantly wrapped a zip tie around my wrists and pulled it
snug, although not tight enough to cut into my skin. This
accomplished, he squeezed one breast through my t-shirt while his
right hand pushed my legs apart from behind and found my slick
pussy. I swallowed hard and nodded.
"I see you're prepared for another in-kind trade rather than cash
payment." I nodded again, then moaned and let my head fall back as
one of his thick fingers slid deep into my pulsating slit. Out of
the corner of my eye I saw him smile, then a second finger joined
the first and I almost came right there!
"Let's go down to the workshop," he said, "and we'll see how much
of a discount I can arrange for you." The fingers left my pussy
and I almost cried in frustration.
Luckily, George's left hand kept squeezing my sensitive nipples as
he directed me to the stairs in the back of the store. On the way
down I "accidently" lost my balance and fell back against George,
my shoulder confirming that there was something hard and beautiful
waiting for me beneath those tight jeans. My computer man must
have known what I was up to, because he laughed and reached around
to let me lick my juices off of his fingers.
A large portion of George's workshop had been cleaned up, and in
the center of the room there stood a table with the CD burner in
the center. The price tag was horrendous; in large, red numbers it
read, "$1299.99". My eyes, however, were quickly drawn to the
strange sawhorse in front of the table. It was one of those
construction warnings you see out on the road, but instead of a
flashing yellow light on top, there was a thick foam pad. Also,
hanging from the side of the horse was a long, thin leather strap!
My knees went weak and I think I moaned softly when I realized
what George had in mind for me.
George used a pair of wire clippers to unbind my hands. I wasn't
positive that I wanted what was coming, but I didn't resist as he
bent me over the horse and re-attached each of my hands to one leg
of the apparatus. He also tied my ankles to the opposite legs; I
ended up securely trussed to the horse with the CD burner directly
in front of me. I heard a zipper move and the rustle of cloth,
then I turned my head to the side and my mouth started to water
instantly. George's thick, beautiful cock was just inches from my
face. I strained to reach it with my tongue, but he teased me by
keeping just out of range as he lifted my skirt. Suddenly, the
leather strap smacked across my arse and I screamed, more
surprised than stung.
"That's about a medium-strength slap with this little toy," said
George, his soft prick maddeningly close to my mouth. "I'd say we
can knock fifty dollars off the price of your equipment for each
lash you can take. More if you're a particularly good girl."
My ass had already begun to tingle from that one blow. I squirmed
a bit against my bonds and George's cock jumped slightly, just
starting to get hard. My mind was made up in an instant. "May I
please have another, sir?" I implored. The lash was on me again
without delay and I yelped, wiggling involuntarily as a wide strip
of my tender butt seemed to burst into flame. "Two, sir," I said.
"Please, give me more!"
Well, George definitely liked this! The strap landed across one of
my thighs, then cracked again against both my cheeks.
Surprisingly, I found that a torrent of juice was flowing from my
pussy and down my legs. "Three, and four!" I cried. My clit was so
hard it nearly hurt; I strove to grind it against the sawhorse but
I couldn't reach anything to make contact. "Please sir, more!"
Then I could count no longer, as George slid his growing erection
all the way into my mouth.
I began to suck instantly, my lips almost touching his pubic bone
and the head of his cock tickling the back of my throat. He
whipped me again and I moaned; the vibrations in my throat made
his cock jump and twitch again. I couldn't move my head in my
awkward position, so I simply swirled my tongue all around his
wonderful shaft.
The strap landed two more times on my ass and I bucked against the
horse, half trying to escape the blows, half reaching for more.
George gripped my hair with his free hand and his cock slide all
the way out of my mouth, then straight back in again. He seemed to
grow even bigger as his erection pulsed once, then twice, and I
knew he was about to cum.
The leather kissed my burning ass once more as George pulled out
of my mouth and shot a thick load of cum directly onto the bridge
of my nose. A second spurt soon joined the first and I began
desperately lapping at the cum that ran down my face and over my
mouth. As I licked as much of the sweet, stickly liquid into my
mouth as possible, I felt George's hand sliding up between my
thighs. A second later I gasped as my rock-hard clit was pinched
gently between two of his fingers. I came in a flash, nearly
tumbling the sawhorse over as my entire body was wracked with
orgasm.
George finally released my clit and I lay limp across the
sawhorse, his cum running down my face, my own running down my
legs. George freed my wrists and ankles and I stood up rather
shakily. "I'd say you earned at least eighty or ninety percent off
that little toy," he told me, smiling.
"That soon?" I asked, feigning surprise. "I'd just gotten
started!" I reached back and squeezed my own ass, closing my eyes
slightly. My rear was warm to the touch, and a gentle stroke or
two had my nipples perking right back up.
"Well," George told me, "I was going to close the shop after our
meeting. You're welcome to stick around and work on the advance
for your next purchase." I did just that, and to this day I can't
figure out why so many people complain about the high cost of
computers...
1997