Fetishdoll - Paula's Story

The whole way these jock assholes are being complete pricks. The keep asking me how old I am and when I tell them to fuck off they keep saying, "Is that any way for a little girl to speak to her elders". Then one of the guys grabs my ass and I turn around and hit him. He just stumbles away holding his arm and laughing. These guys are so drunk they can barely walk and I'm starting to wonder if we are going to make it to the club?
Finally we come across the street that goes to the club and I start to walk faster. This was a big mistake because the guys now KNOW that I'm afraid and they start to jeer me from behind. I can practically see the door when Jason's roommate puts his arm around me, "Want to see what a real man feels like?"
I look him in the eyes and say, "Sure baby, know where I can find one?"
His friends are all like 'whooooo' but I can tell this really pissed this psycho neanderthal off. He tries to laugh it off saying, "come on, shiiyatt! You know you want some of my twelve inches of love!" and his friends start to laugh.
"Twelve inches?..." I say, knowing I should just shut up but, "only thing you could do with twelve inches is take it up your ass!"
Before I even know what is happening I'm knocked back against Jason. Jason tries to jump up and do something but this asshole's buddies push him against the wall.
"Come on Sasquatch, show her what you got!" his friends yell.
"That's right baby, know why they call me Sasquatch? It ain't cause I'm tall." and he actually starts to open his fly in front of everybody! Well, I'm not about to be raped by some asshole that calls himself 'Sasquatch', so I kick him in the nuts! Only thing is, I guess I didn't kick him hard enough cause he just whips around and bitch slaps my ass to the pavement. Then it's like something out of a movie. All I see is like this blur and then 'Sasquatch' is laying on the ground.
Like a guardian angel, it's my Karen! She is all ready to kick all their asses and they just start to back away. Then Mr. Retarded tries to actually get up and looks like he is going to do something.
"I'd think twice if I were you." Karen says, and flashes him a badge.
"Well...Fuck you, you stupid fucking lesbians." and all his buddies are like helping his wounded ass away.
Karen helps me up and I find it very difficult to look at her. Jason just sort of looks at the two of us and doesn't know what to say. Karen is soooo angry she turns on him and yells, "What?! I think you should go home now."
Jason hears the command in her voice and sort of looks at me, I guess waiting for me to say something to make him stay. I don't say a word. Karen starts to help me to her car parked near by on the street. The drive back to her apartment is a silent one.
Back at the apartment, Karen helps me sit down and I feel even more horrible. I mean it's bad enough that I dissed her at the club, but now she saved me from those drunk assholes and she is being so nice. I know I don't deserve it.
"Can I use your bathroom?" I ask quietly, sounding just like I used to talk to my Mom.
"Sure" Karen replies.
In the bathroom I take a look at myself. My face is a little red and my lip is slightly busted, but overall, I'm not that bad.
"I put on some water for tea... Are you ok?" Karen asks.
"Yeah sure. Wow! You really did a dirty Harry back there!" She smiles and helps me out of my shirt and pants and she says, "Well, I'm not much of the donuts and coffee type cop."
I pull off my panties and Karen stands there behind me as I start to wash my face. I'm acutely aware of her behind me, watching me. It's funny how many times we have been in this situation now. Me completely nude, her watching me. When I look up from washing my face I see her standing there with a robe in her hands.
"Wow, so I like owe you my life now or something." I say, putting on her robe.
"Nawww, but what were you doing with those guys?" She asks.
"Well, it was only supposed to be one guy, but shit turned to more shit and..." I could tell she looked sad. "Hey what's wrong?"
She looks at me and smiles and says, "Oh, nothing."
Then the whistle for the water goes off and she rushes to the kitchen. I meet her in the living room, "Hey, why are you being so nice to me anyway?" I ask.
She looks at me across a cup of steam and says, "I keep asking myself that same question..." then there is a long pause as she brings me my cup, "I guess it's because you are so young and so full of life and..." she says smiling.
I look at her, "Well?...Go on.." I say.
She looks up and says, "and because I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you looked that day we came up and picked you up." I actually blush, "you think I'm beautiful?" Then she blushes and she takes a sip of her tea, so I do the same.
"Mmmmm...good tea." I say uncomfortably.
She looks at me and says, "Thanks, it's chai"
It's sweet and smells wonderful and I take another sip. I sit back and relax on her couch while she does what she always does, looks at me. We don't talk at all really, just sit and drink and smile at each other.

Later I'm laying in the hideaway bed and unable to sleep. All I can keep thinking about was those guys and how fucking scared I was. Then I start to watch her living room window and every bump or car is someone trying to get in the apartment and rape me. I get really freaked out! I know it's all in my head, but all I can see is big drunk faces looming over me and trying to force me...AHHH!!! I get up and go into Karen's room and I softly knock on the door. She must have not been asleep either, cause she sits up and looks at me. Neither of us say a word, but she holds out her arms and I run and practically leap into them. She hugs me close and we lay down in the bed together. She pulls the sheets over me and I cuddle into her strong arms. She kisses my forehead and I fall fast asleep within minutes.

The next morning I wake up all warm and snuggly next to Karen. Soft morning light spills into the bedroom from the window behind me. I smell Karen's body as she presses into me. The sheets are soft and warm and smell fresh. I wrap my arms around her and pull myself in closer to her. While she lays there sleeping I try to imagine myself as her girlfriend. I think about stupid things like waiting for her to come home so that I can kiss her. I picture her carrying me to the bed and ripping my shirt off me. Her mouth instantly covering my hard nipples as she sucks them deeply.
I start to move my hand over her stomach, moving my fingers softly over her navel. She starts to stir a little and so I hold still. Then I move my hand slowly up the shirt she is wearing, across her oh so muscular stomach and up to her ample breasts. I touch the underside of her breast and she moans a little.
I think she is awake.
If she is awake then she obviously doesn't want me to stop so I continue moving my hand up her right breast. It is so soft and smooth. I feel my body responding to the story going on before me and I start to move my leg over her's. My fingers find her hard little nipple and she arches her back a little. I start to feel it getting firmer as my fingers play. I let my hand run across soft flesh, over to her other nipple that isn't has hard. It responds quickly, getting more erect and she turns toward me slowly. She still doesn't open her eyes but she has a smile on her face.
I kiss her on the lips and for a second, she is surprised then she kisses me back. I can tell she hasn't had a lot of experience or she is really nervous, she opens her mouth, but her tongue doesn't move and so I start to get more aggressive. I kiss her neck and lick around her ears and lightly brush my cheek against her's. I reach down and try to pull her shirt up and she looks at me nervously, "I'm...I..." she tries to say.
"I know...but don't worry about it, just relax and let me do everything." I say. Hell, as if there was any choice in the matter! I pull her shirt up and free her soft milky white breasts and then she helps me take her shirt off. I dive into those soft lovely mounds, sucking and pulling on her nipples. Her nipples taste wonderful and she moans with ecstasy.
I bring my small breasts up to her chest and next to her I look like a little boy or something! But, I never let it bother me, I'm too horny to care. I just take my right ring and start to run it lightly across her nipple. Teasing and playing with her until her nipple is as hard as I can possibly get it. Then we kiss again and she pulls me down to her and I feel so safe and warm in her arms, a feeling comes over me and it starts to scare me a little. I pull away and sit up and look at her beautiful, strong face. She gives me a puzzled look. For a moment I have this urge to stop, to just have her hold me and for me to tell her never to let go. But instead I remember all the times I've let myself fall into that trap and I remember what it is that everyone ends up wanting. They all want Paula the little nympho, the little sex toy. So I abandon myself to it.
Her tight muscular stomach only makes her breasts look even larger and I pause to feel the hard muscles that ripple down her. Slowly I lower myself to her panties and I trace the line of her panties with my fingers, all the way down to her puckered little mound. I run my finger down the middle and feel her through her already wet panties. From her reaction, you would think no one had ever touched her there before. I push her legs open more so that I can lay between them. Some dark hairs stick out from the edge of her panties, inviting me to see were they are coming from. I slowly run my tongue across her panties and take in her scent. The smell of female, so rich and deep and reminiscent of the goddess we all are part of. I breathe her in as I press my tongue against the wet fabric and feel her delicious slit part a little with the pressure of my tongue. I look up at Karen and she is watching me, as if in a daze. I love that I may actually be her first! It makes me even hotter.
I hook my fingers over the top of the panties by her waist and I start to pull the panties away. Her pussy is already so wet the panties cling to her moist labia. I continue to pinch the panties together and pull up, revealing more and more of her sweet, moist, pink pussy. The hair around her pussy is wet and I let my fingers lightly brush across them, picking up a little of her juices. While I play with the hairs that stand out around her pussy, glistening and moist, I pull her panties even tighter so that her lips press around the panties. She gasps as the cool air hits her wet pussy. I lean down and let my tongue taste a little of her moist little lips. They are sweet and her smell fills my senses, making me want her more. I run my tongue up and down the length of her sweet little pussy. My tongue plays with her pussy, rolling the soft skin back and forth, letting those tender lips roll over my tongue. I moan and she moans at the same time and I can't take it anymore, I want those panties off! I sit up and start to pull the panties down. She grabs my hands, stopping me and pulling me to her. I nearly fall on her, she is so strong and I think in her excitement, her nervousness, she didn't realize her own strength.
Holding my hands, she looks up at me and says, "Tell me this means something to you."
I look at her stunned, "What do you mean?"
"I don't think I could handle life after this, if this didn't mean something, if I didn't mean something..." She pauses, looking out at nothing as she tries to form her thought, "...if this wasn't something more than sex."
Suddenly this freaks me out! A thousand things start rushing through my head. What does she mean? How can it "mean something"? Something more than sex? What the fuck!?
Now it's my turn to look out at nothing. I sit there, holding her and she feels so good. Her warm soft breasts are so full and her muscular body is so strong, but then something happens...I stop thinking about sex and her body for a second and I start to think about her. She presses close to me, "well? please answer me...your killing me."
I think she is crying. But I can't answer, I'm lost in thought. Thoughts of her bathroom, of her decorated kitchen, of her soft carpet, of her making me tea, of her bringing me into her home and not because she just wanted to fuck me, but because she thinks I'm beautiful, because maybe she actually cares. I loose myself in her little normal world and I think, "could I love her? Could I love this life, this?"
"You know? I really think this does mean something more." she smiles sweetly and looks into my eyes. For the first time in my life I am terrified, I am so scared, I'm shaking. "You are trembling" she says and holds me closer.
She starts kissing my neck and shoulders and then surprises me by moving to my breasts. She flicks her tongue across my nipples and then she deeply sucks on them. We are both laughing because we know that the uncomfortable feeling is over. For a second I laugh really loud because I realize... I'm her girlfriend! Then, her warm tongue closes around my hard nipple and it is like heaven. She moves to the other nipple and sucks on that one as well. When both my nipples are very wet from her tongue, she starts to rub them and pinch them and then massage my small breast. Her warm tongue moves down my belly and to my already dripping wet pussy. She doesn't say anything but moves right in on my pussy like a woman possessed! I guess when you've been waiting as many years as Karen, you aren't going to take your time. What she lacks in experience she makes up for in enthusiasm. I spread my legs high up into the air and she buries her face deep inside my glistening hole. She starts to spread me open with her fingers and dip her tongue deep inside me. Then her fingers dive into my soaked, open pussy and she fingers me in and out, making a wet sticky sound. Soon it's two fingers and then three, I wrap my arms around my legs, holding them up, letting her fuck me with her fingers. As she fingers me, her long tongue licks and moves around my swollen clit. Then all her fingers are in me and she is moving her hand in and out of my pussy, not quite fisting, but moving up to the base of her thumb and then back out again. She keeps all her fingers inside me and starts to rub my clit with her thumb and I'm so fucking hot now, so wet! I start to buck my hips and groan a little and this only seems to make her more intense on working me to orgasm. One more touch with her wet tongue and I start to cum.
Ohhhh...mmmmmm...YES! Oh GOD! I spasm and shake as waves of orgasm take me. She violently rubs my clit and fingers me until I stop shaking. Only then to I realize that I am thrusting my hips and fucking her hand. We both start to giggle as she slides, snakelike, up the length of my body and her arms curl around me. We hug each other and I wrap myself around her, trying to be as close to her as I can.