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Authors name: sotborder@yahoo.com
Story title : The Passive Side of Lupe

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The Passive Side of Lupe (teens, exh, nc, latina, hum)
sotborder@yahoo.com

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A beautiful teenage Latina has a difficult time saying 
no. She wants to maintain personal control, but is 
thwarted by her repressed needs and desires.



It's been a while since I've written anything. I tend to 
enjoy the details of a story and although I try to keep 
them short, they seem to grow on their own accord. They 
just seem more erotic that way. Anyway, this story is 
copyrighted to the author, at sotborder@yahoo.com



Lupe Rodriguez was a first generation Mexican-American. 
Her parents were born and raised in Mexico, but she was 
born and raised in California. As a teenager Lupe had a 
very difficult time growing up. Her parents were strict, 
yet the culture in which she was growing was very 
permissive. The push/pull of everyday life was very 
difficult to deal with. Her parents wouldn't let her date 
even though she was 17, yet her friends were already 
going out with boys at 16. 

She wasn't allowed to wear make-up yet her friend's 
parents let them wear basically whatever they wanted. 
Although she felt resentful and angry, she kept her 
frustration inside. She would never let her parents know. 
They would be so disappointed in her. They had sacrificed 
a lot to buy a home in California and keep her clothed 
and fed. Her father had worked hard to get his business 
going. And as the only child, she was constantly doted 
on. She always had nice clothes and extra spending money. 

Her parents forbade her to work saying that she needed to 
focus on her studies. Neither of them had gone to college 
and they wanted their only daughter to be better then 
them, to accomplish more than they did. They did so much 
for her. The least she could do was obey them and follow 
their rules. At 17 Lupe had already matured into a 
beautiful woman and took after her mother in most of her 
features. She was tall, with long dancers legs, a slim 
waist, and with large round, 36 D breasts. Her hair was 
thick and straight and cascaded down her back with a 
light fringe at her forehead, highlighting her beautiful 
brown eyes. One of her best facial features was her 
smile. 

Lupe was blessed with full red lips and when she broke 
into a smile the contrast between her white teeth and 
lips were mesmerizing. She exuded a warmth that attracted 
many friends and many male admirers. From afar, and 
casual observation, Lupe seemed to be very confident. 
With her looks and her intelligence she was a formidable 
package. 

But upon closer inspection someone good at reading body 
language and insightful, would notice Lupe was not as 
confident as she appeared. They would see that she had 
difficulty maintaining eye contact; her voice would trail 
off as if she was afraid of what she was saying or how 
she was being perceived, the demure almost fearful 
affect. A keen observer would notice the way she kept her 
arms crossed across her chest hiding from the world the 
large breasts that filled her bra cups almost to 
overflowing. Filling out her blouse. 

Lupe was popular at school with the boys. Not because of 
her niceness, but because without doubt, she had one of 
the hottest bodies in school. Her peers, between classes 
and recess would stare at her furtively. Their eyes 
absorbing her long, tan, tapered legs, the gentle swaying 
motion of her round bottom as she walked, and her breasts 
which bobbed up and down from their size and weight ever 
so subtly. 

If only Lupe knew how many of her peers went home at 
night fantasizing about her. In the still of the night 
with their parents asleep, their hormone crazed bodies 
spread on their backs in the darkness of their rooms as 
they stroked themselves excitedly with visions of eating 
Lupe's pussy, sucking Lupe's big tits, fucking her tight 
cunt as they ejaculated wetly into the air.

In her senior year of high school is when Lupe's problem 
began. Todd Smith, who played on the varsity football 
team, had noticed Lupe all the way back to 9th grade when 
they were in Jr. High together. He had watched her 
blossom physically from ungainly, coltish, 9th grader 
with fare potential, to a beautiful, bronze, Aztec 
goddess at her physical prime. He knew her reputation. 
She didn't date, she didn't go to games, and although she 
had a lot of friends, she kept a very low profile on 
campus. 

He also noticed that she has a very passive side to her 
and was easily flustered. He remembered a time when they 
had an English class together and the teacher has 
unexpectedly asked her a question, in the middle of the 
lesson, about the difference between verbs and adverbs. 
Lupe went blank and turned beet red when she wasn't able 
to answer the question correctly and even more so when 
she grew aware that everyone, especially the guys, were 
openly staring at her. 

Todd remembered her sitting ramrod straight with her arms 
held stiffly at her sides causing her large tits to 
protrude outward defiantly. She got all fidgety and 
nervous, swallowing hard and apologizing profusely to the 
teacher for not being able to answer the questions. She 
kept her eyes glued to the desk the rest of the class, 
ashamed at being caught unprepared. Todd had been sitting 
kitty-corner from her at the time and had a bird's eye 
view of the proceedings. He remembered staring at her, 
his eyes wandering over every delicious curve of her. 
Just thinking about it caused his cock to slightly shift 
in his jeans.

It was September, and the weather had been really hot. 
Everyone was wearing tee shirts, shorts, tube tops and 
halters. Anything to help keep them cool and comfortable. 
Todd had been watching Lupe all week long and decided 
that the time had come to put his plan into action. After 
lunch he waited until Lupe finished lunch and said good-
bye to her friends to make his move. He intercepted her 
purposely at the end of a long row of lockers, which 
ended at a brick wall festooned with posters for the 
upcoming homecoming game. She looked awesome with a 
conservative pair of loose khaki shorts and a loose 
blouse, which did a poor job of hiding her obvious 
physical endowments. He positioned himself so that she 
was subtly pinned in the corner. 

"Hey Lupe, how's it going?" he said with a beaming smile. 

Lupe was taken aback by his greeting. "Oh hi" she said a 
tad nervously. 

He stared directly into her eyes, his eyes probing 
deeply, intently. She couldn't maintain the eye contact 
and demurely dropped her eyes downward. 

"Listen," Todd said with faked enthusiasm, "I thought it 
would be fun if you and I went out Saturday. We can have 
dinner or something." He phrased the sentence as a 
declaration rather than a question. He looked at her 
expectantly.

"I..I..don't know Todd," she replied hesitantly, "My 
parents are very strict. I don't think I could go."

Todd edged slightly closer to her. Lupe took a nervous 
breath and then slightly backed up. Not wanting Todd to 
see how uncomfortable she was. He pressed on, slightly 
more forcefully "Why don't you just tell your parents you 
are going out with some friends and I'll meet you at 
Stubers, that Bar and Grill place over on 9th Street and 
Arbor. I think that would work." 

Todd put his hands in his pockets, continuing to gaze at 
Lupe. His eyes darted to the big breasts protruding from 
her chest proudly. Firm and round. He licked his lips. 
Lupe looked up at him and caught his glance. Saw the lust 
in his eyes as he looked over her bosom. That was so 
rude, but what should she expect. He was a boy and she 
unfortunately was cursed with big boobs. It wasn't a good 
mixture, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. 

Lupe made herself hold his stare, but felt wound up, 
anxious and at a loss for words. She did find him 
attractive...but..could she....lie to her parents? One 
small lie is not going to hurt and it might be fun...I 
need to get out of the house more...she thought. With a 
smile that betrayed her eagerness to go out with him, she 
replied, "Well....alright...I'll go."

Todd smiled back as sincerely as he could manage. "Great! 
be there at 7:00 and wear a dress." Lupe was taken aback 
and felt a slight hollowness in her stomach. Before she 
could say anything Todd said, "You have a great figure 
and should show it off more. It'll make me happy." He 
cocked his head at her and winked. 

Not wanting to appear disagreeable, she said with forced 
gaiety, "Ah....okay.... sure."

"See you Saturday night then," Todd said, as he sauntered 
off to class.


Lupe got to the restaurant promptly at 7:00, not wanting 
to be late. She spent the entire afternoon trying to 
figure out what to wear. Nothing seemed right. She tried 
on a dozen dresses, finally choosing a white sundress, 
slightly tight on her with a moderately scooped neckline 
and which scooped low on her back. The dress was short, 
but not too short. It looked ravishing on her and 
contrasted nicely with her bronze skin and black hair. 

She finished off the ensemble with black pumps and a 
black belt that accentuated her thin waist and brought 
more attention to her large breasts. Lupe glanced at her 
watch. "it's already 7:15. What if he doesn't show?" she 
asked herself. She felt a mist of anxiety fill her 
stomach. 

At 7:20 Todd walked in carelessly, holding a backpack. 
"Well, are you ready to eat?" He said easily, not 
bothering to apologize for being late. 

The hostess sat them down at a table away from foot 
traffic at Todd's insistence and brought them two menus. 
Todd looked over at Lupe who appeared mildly nervous. 
"You look really good in that dress Lupe. Beautiful 
even."

She smiled shyly.

"You have a great body? Do you work out a lot?" 

Lupe was enjoying the attention and the complements. She 
felt warm inside. It was so nice to be appreciated. She 
didn't realize how much she missed the attention. It 
seemed that she spent so much time of her life locked 
away. "Yes, I do," she replied with a smile, "I do 
aerobics Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays and weights 
Tuesdays and Thursdays."

Todd paused a moment. "You have a great sit of tits." He 
kept his eyes locked on hers looking for a reaction. Lupe 
didn't register what he said for a few seconds, taken 
completely unaware. Immobilized and shocked by his 
comment. She felt butterflies in her stomach. Tits she 
thought to herself...tits....he told me I have a great 
set of tits. Her anger was mixed with apprehension. She 
needed to set some limits. She wouldn't allow herself to 
be talked to like that.

With as much confidence she could muster she said, 
"Ugh...Todd.... I like you, but please don't use language 
like that... it makes me uncomfortable."

Sitting back in his chair, Todd said, "You mean....the 
word...tits?" He said the last word slowly. 

Lupe unconsciously bit her lower lip nervously. She 
wanted to get up and leave, but didn't want to make a 
scene. 

Todd kept looking at her, noting her reaction. Although 
she was angry, he also observed that Lupe appeared 
somewhat confused and apprehensive. Off balance, Lupe sat 
back and took a deep breath. Filling her diaphragm to 
relieve the ball of anxiety that churned there. Along 
with the anxiety, there was a feeling in her stomach she 
couldn't quite fathom. But it made her feel.... restless. 
She was angry at what Todd said, but also troubled at the 
mix of other emotions she was feeling. 

She tried to push the feeling of restlessness to one 
side. Impelled to do so she squeezed her legs together 
slightly. She tried to look back at him but had to avert 
her eyes after a few seconds. She could feel the tension 
in the air.

Todd leaned forward and put his elbows on the table. 
"With all that working out, your tits must be firm." 

'He said tits again,' she thought. Lupe didn't know what 
to do. Her mind was going a mile a minute and she found 
herself tapping her feet nervously on the floor. She felt 
flushed and warm, the back of her thighs sticky with 
perspiration.

Todd kept up the pressure. "What size tits do you have 
Lupe?" he asked slowly and deliberately. 

Feeling penned in and helpless by his questions, and 
wanting to appear in control of herself, she blurted 
loudly, "36-D's. Now are you satisfied?!" Some of the 
other restaurants patrons glanced in their direction 
making Lupe bow her head down in embarrassment.

At that instant the waitress appeared and asked if they 
were ready to order. Todd ordered salads for the both of 
them. Lupe leaned over the table whispered so the 
waitress couldn't hear, "Please, I don't want salad, I 
want -" Scott ignoring Lupe looked up at the waitress and 
finished the order. "Honey mustard on both salads please. 
And for our entrees, turkey burgers, medium rare with 
fries." 

The waitress thanked him, took their menus and walked 
away from the table. Lupe was angry and humiliated, but 
didn't want to show it. She didn't want to ruin their 
evening. Her stomach was in knots and her mind was 
tumbling from one thought to another. The language that 
Todd was using was making her mad, but causing her to 
feel uncertain and troubled at the same time. She didn't 
like what she was feeling yet at the same time she did. 
She could feel a warm dampness between her legs. She 
balled her hands into fists on her lap. 'What is going on 
with me', she asked herself.

Todd watched Lupe squirm at the other side of the table. 
He could read her face enough to know that his plan was 
working. 'Time to work it up a notch,' he thought. "When 
I talk dirty to you, does it make you hot Lupe?" Todd 
said casually between a fork full of salad.

"What do...do you mean?" stammered Lupe, as another ball 
of anxiety rolled across her stomach. She could feel the 
moistness in her vagina increasing. She gripped her fork 
tighter. Willing herself to stay in control.

"Well," Scott pressed on easily, "When I told you that 
your...tits...must be firm from all that working out...it 
seems like you were having a hard time sitting still. Do 
you feel a tingling in your......cunt?"

Lupe looked back at him, not knowing what to do or say. 
Her fingertips white from gripping her fork so tight. She 
grew aware that her breathing had increased. It was 
labored and shallow. She drew a deep breath to slow down 
her pulse. Her heart felt like it was going a mile a 
minute. Todd noticed that Lupe's nipples had begun to 
poke out from her repressed excitement and she was 
intermittently running her tongue across her dry lips. 

"Why are your nipples poking out like that?" asked Todd. 

Lupe looked down at herself, humiliated and embarrassed. 
She put the fork down and crossed her arms protectively 
across her chest. Trying to hide her ample bust. Her eyes 
were starting to water and she looked like she was ready 
to cry. 

Continuing her torment he continued, "God, your tits are 
so fucking big and firm. And those nipples. They must be 
pretty stuff to poke out of your dress like that." Todd 
leaned in closer. "I bet you're getting so hot that you 
would love to touch yourself now wouldn't you?" 

The heat inside her was getting unbearable and her 
composure was starting to slip away by the minute. She 
felt like her vagina was on fire. Her juice bubbling to 
the surface of her vagina like Dante's Inferno. 

Todd stated with authority, "Nobody's looking Lupe, take 
your hands and rub your palms against your tits." 

"Are you crazy?" Lupe replied angrily, but haltingly. 
"Someone might see."

Todd stared her down. "Come on Lupe, do it.... rub your 
big tits. Press down and those hard nipples. DO IT!"

Todd's order and language caused a pool of desire to 
flood through her. Although she desperately was trying to 
hold herself back from succumbing to his commands, she 
felt her arms rise up as if she was a puppet and someone 
above her was manipulating the strings. She hesitated. 
Trying to will herself to get up, to throw her salad at 
him, anything to show that she was in control.

"That's good Lupe," Todd said in a low, gentle voice. 
"It's going to feel nice. It's alright to feel real 
nice...." 

Lupe hesitated a half second longer and then she felt a 
surge of excitement envelope her as she ran her palms 
across her hard nipples. While at the same time feeling 
ashamed and embarrassed at what she was doing. She could 
feel her tits and nipples under her little hands, swollen 
from excitement. Her bra felt too small for her. Too 
constricted. Waves of pleasure cascaded through her at 
every pass of her hands. She pressed down harder, while 
at the same time unconsciously squeezing her firm thighs 
together, gently squeezing her vagina. 

The burst of pleasure from her grinding thighs soaking 
the front of her panties. Todd watched her from the other 
side of the table, his eyes bright and his right hand 
running across his hardness under the table. Seeing Lupe 
squirm, watching her sexually unravel before him, was the 
hottest thing he had ever witnessed in his life. 

Although she knew she was in a restaurant and the 
possibility of being seen would be humiliating, the 
thought of that happening along with the dirty words and 
commands from Todd just made her shudder with wanting. A 
groan escaped her lips. She heard Todd say, "O.K. Lupe, 
foods coming." 

She dropped her hands to her lap and took a sharp intake 
of breath, the interruption frustrating her. Her nipples 
and breasts radiating a warm heat throughout out her 
body. She felt feverish. She was aware that the waitress 
was staring openly at her. The woman's eyes traveled to 
her face and then a second on her swollen nipples, before 
settling on her eyes. The waitress looked concerned. 
"Miss you look flushed, would you like me to have them 
turn up the air conditioning?" 

"N - No," replied Lupe stuttering. "That'll be alright." 

Todd just grinned. 

Lupe suddenly felt wracked with guilt and shame at what 
she had done to herself. 'What was I thinking,' she said 
to herself reproachfully. 'Fondling myself in a public 
place. Getting excited by dirty words. Get hold of 
yourself!' Lupe took her fork and attacked her food. She 
was angry with herself for her vulgar display of passion; 
her lack of class. Her parents didn't raise her that way. 

Todd maintained a superficial conversation through the 
rest of their dinner, lulling her into a false sense of 
security. They talked about classes, teachers, mutual 
friends, but he steered the conversation away from 
anything remotely sexual. Lupe pushed the plate away from 
her. "Gosh I'm full. Thank you for dinner." 

"You're welcome," he replied insincerely. "Let's wait a 
while and then we'll have dessert." 

Lupe smiling, lightly touched her stomach. "I don't think 
I have room."

"Oh you will," Todd said smiling, crossing his knife and 
fork on his plate. 

Lupe's smile wavered as he bent down and grabbed the 
backpack. Lupe looked at him, a look of concern on her 
face. "What are you doing?" 

Todd brought the backpack under the table and fumbled 
around in it for a couple of seconds. Lupe felt an icy 
chill pass down her spine. 

His hand closed in on what he was looking for, "Are you 
ready for dessert Lupe?" He asked.

"I'm not hungry Todd," she said nervously. "I told you 
that already." The anxiety was beginning to settle in her 
stomach again. 

Todd reached under the table with the object he had 
pulled out of the backpack. "Here take this," he said.

Lupe looked at him from across the table pursing her full 
lips. She looked nervous and uncomfortable. "Todd, 
please, I don't want to do this."

Scowling at her, he said, "Take it NOW dammit, or you're 
going to make me very mad." 

Lupe sucked her lower lip in. The anxiety beginning to 
worm it's way throughout her body. Shaking Lupe reached 
under the table. Her hand coming in contact with what 
seemed to be a long cylinder shaped object. She took it 
from Todd's hand and held it in her lap. Petrified to 
look down. To see what it was.

"In case you were wondering," Todd said with a cruel 
smile, "You're holding your dessert." 

Lupe looked down and gasped. She was holding a dildo. It 
was a good 7 inches long, but it seemed bigger in her 
small, hand. She shook her head. Trying to clear the haze 
that was settled over her mind. "This is just a dream, a 
terrible dream, and I just need to wake up, that's all I 
need to wake up,' She looked around her. She still was at 
the restaurant. She mewed in fear at the predicament she 
was in. 'don't let him know you're scared. Stay in 
control,' she thought to herself.

The dildo had what appeared to be three settings. She 
realized it was battery powered. The butterflies in her 
stomach were starting to get really bad now. They 
fluttered throughout her stomach making her feel slightly 
sick with anxiety.

She stared down at the dildo in her lap, "W- w- w- why 
are you giving me this," she finally stammered.

Todd looked at her a full minute before saying slowly, "I 
want you to put it in your cunt." 

She felt of flicker in her loins, a sort of emptiness. 
She pushed the feeling away. She sat up straight. Trying 
to appear as calm and is in control as possible although 
her nerve endings were frazzled with tension. "Look, if 
you think I'm going to put this inside of myself in 
public you're crazy. I'm not going to do it." She put the 
dildo down defiantly on the seat next to her and crossed 
her arms over her chest protectively, all the while 
trying to ignore the pressure of her arms across her 
still sensitive breasts.

Todd sat back in his chair, his eyes cold and hard. 
Softly he said, "I know you want that thing in your cunt. 
I saw how excited your eyes looked when you saw it. I 
didn't miss it when you licked your lips. Your cunt is 
getting wet just thinking about it. Isn't it Lupe? I'll 
bet your cunt juice is leaking into your panties right 
now, isn't it Lupe?" he continued.

Todd's words were having the desired effect on Lupe. With 
every mention of the word cunt, Lupe unconsciously 
shuddered, her respiration slightly increasing. She tried 
to slow down her breathing. She could feel her heart 
beating in her chest with fear and on another level a 
sick excitement. "Stop talking like that to me," her 
voice thick and an octave lower. "Show me respect." Her 
small hands were clenching and unclenching in her lap.

"Picture that thing in your cunt Lupe," Todd pressed, "I 
think it would really fill you up. Can you imagine that?"

Helplessly, Lupe imagined her hand on the dildo, putting 
it inside her, inching it in a little at a time. She 
imagined the lips of her vagina sucking it in, until all 
7 inches was inside her. Stretching her. Filling her. She 
fought against the feelings. She pinched herself hard on 
a thigh, her eyes watering from the pain.

"Come on Lupe....pick it up....pick up the dildo and 
stick it in your cunt for me. Just move your soaked 
panties to one side and slowly push it in. Then just 
start pumping it in and out, no one will know what you're 
doing."

Lupe was starting to pant and her vagina was aching with 
a strange need. "Stop it, stop it Todd, I don't want to!"

Bobbing his head back and forth he kept chanting softly, 
"In and out. In and out of your tight cunt."

Lupe willed herself to tune Todd out, to get up and 
leave, but she didn't. The word 'cunt' kept pulsating in 
her mind. Her face was flushed and she felt hot all over, 
pinpricks of heat needling her insides. She looked at 
Todd one last time, panting heavily. Her heart beating 
loudly in her chest "Stop, stop, talking like that, 
please, I beg you.... please stop."

Todd leaned in closer, "I can smell your cunt from here 
Lupe, you're juicing all over yourself. Look at your 
nipples, they're all excited again too."

Lupe looked down at her large tits, disgraced and 
embarrassed at her weakness. Her thimble sized nipples 
poking out against her dress like two doorbell buttons.

Todd knew Lupe was succumbing to her desire. She was 
almost constantly squirming in her seat and her breathing 
was coming in short gasps. He continued, "In and out of 
that sweet little cunt of yours."

"God...oh God.... you bas..bast..bastard." Lupe took hold 
of the dildo. She paused in agony. She saw Todd in front 
of her. Heard his words of command that bespoke complete 
obedience. With her left hand she reached slowly down 
underneath the table and grasped one side of her panties. 
They were absolutely soaked and so was the seat. The 
discovery made her groan with humiliation.

She took hold of her panties and pulled them to one side. 
The lips of her overheated pussy red and swollen and the 
thick hair covering her cunt was wet and matted. 
Completely lacking the will to stop herself, she brought 
the dildo to the opening of her cunt and spread her legs 
apart.

The tip of the dildo made contact with the outer lips of 
her vagina, sending shocks waves of pleasure throughout 
her loins. She paused, the dildo at the entrance of her 
hole, her arm tense. Part of her wanted to work the dildo 
up her wet grasping hole while another part of her, the 
moral part, the traditional part of her screamed at her 
to stop. To stop before she lost herself to these 
perverted desires. 'I can stop this. I can stop this' she 
thought to herself plaintively.

"Almost there Lupe," Todd pushed, "C'mon, stick it in. 
It's going to feel so good. So good to feed your cunt 
what it wants....what it needs."

Lupe gasped loudly and her body tensed up as she began to 
work the dildo up inside of her, unable to control 
herself any longer. The plastic cylinder disappearing 
into her cunt hole, her vulva parting wetly. One, two, 
three inches.

She lifter her ass and thighs a little higher off the 
seat to make more room for her hand and the dildo that 
was beginning to stretch out her cunt. She could feel her 
vagina sucking it in, pulling it in deeper. The tip was 
at the entrance of her hymen. A shudder coursed through 
her.

"Push," Todd hissed, "Push. Push it all the way in and 
just leave it there, you'll love it, you'll see."

Lupe sank the remaining four inches deep into herself. 
She felt a momentary flash of pain as the dildo pushed 
through her maidenhead, the tip now almost at the 
entrance to her womb. Lupe sat back against her seat with 
her legs spread wide under the table, the dildo deep in 
her pussy. The aroused lips of her vagina stretched tight 
around the base, her eyes were lidded with desire. Her 
breathing coming faster, more deep and profound.

As she got accustomed to the size and girth of the dildo 
her body would jerk in tandem with the dildo sticking out 
her hole like a V2 rocket. Lupe sat there motionless, 
petrified with shame, humiliation, lust and desire. A 
ball of emotions too complicated to understand. Too 
complicated to make sense of. 

"Doesn't that feel good Lupe? Having your cunt all 
stretched out like that. Being so full?" 

Lupe panted, "I can't.... stand it...don't...please don't 
make me...do.... anymore."

Ignoring her plea, Todd directed her to flick the switch 
with her thumb to 3. Lupe looked at him beseechingly. 
"No...Todd...please...don't make me do this."

"Turn it on!" Todd said impatiently.

Trembling with fear and a perverse desire, Lupe 
hesitatingly flicked the switch. The dildo came alive. 
She sat back hard and convulsed in her seat, her limbs 
taut as a flashflood of pleasure cascaded throughout her 
body, waves of pleasure pulsating out of her vagina.

Lupe threw her head back and groaned loudly as her vagina 
constricted around the pulsating invader and then 
exploded outwards like a super nova. Her juice sluicing 
all over her hands and the base of the plastic organ at 
the same time, her orgasm was extremely intense and her 
groan of pleasure carried across the restaurant.

The waitress hurried over, concern etched on her face, 
"Are you okay honey?" she asked? 

Weakly, still recovering from the force of her orgasm and 
still with the fake cock buried inside her, Lupe mumbled 
something about a cramp in her leg. The waitress looked 
at her, shaking her head. Not believing that the girl 
sitting in front of her breathing heavily, with a sheen 
of perspiration on her face, with her nipples struggling 
to escape the confines of her bra, was having a problem 
with cramps. The waitress left their check and walked 
quickly away disgusted by Lupe's lewd display. 

Lupe saw the look on the waitresses face and was 
thoroughly embarrassed, she could only imagine what she 
must look like. Trying not to attract attention, she 
slowly pulled the dildo from within her, the large 
diameter of the fake cock causing her vagina to make a 
barely audible slurping noise as it came out. She tossed 
it back to Todd under the table angrily, who nonchalantly 
put it back in his bag.

"I had a lovely time," he said smiling, "A lovely time." 
'And I think' he thought to himself, 'that things are 
just going to get more interesting in the days and weeks 
ahead.' Todd dropped some bills on the table and walked 
out of the restaurant leaving Lupe standing beside the 
table by herself.

She was trembling with rage, but was also still very 
aroused. She noticed that some of the men in the 
restaurant had noticed her and were looking her over. 
Lupe could feel the anxiety building up inside her again 
and quickly went to the restroom to fix herself up. 

She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a 
slut. She combed her hair and put a little bit of 
lipstick on and then went to the toilet. As she pulled 
down her panties she could smell her sexuality and see 
how red and swelled with desire her vagina was.

Quickly Lupe finished up, washed her hands, and double-
checked herself before she went home. Her parents asked 
her how her evening had been and she evasively replied 
that it was alright. She told them that she had a great 
time but was exhausted and had a headache.

She went upstairs to her room and put on her pajamas. She 
tried not to think about the evening's events and her 
sore vagina as she closed her eyes and fell into a fitful 
slumber, tears drying on her cheeks.

The End

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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