Young waitress.

Carl looked so nervous sitting in his car like that. He motioned for me to get in. I made sure my car alarm was activated, then I went around to the passenger side.

I opened the door, and slid into the seat. I was careful not to let the hem of skirt ride up any. Had to keep the illusion in tact. I looked at him from under my eyelashes and smiled at him tentatively. I could see how much he wanted me. I would give anything to straddle him right there and feel his big dick inside of me. I was pretty sure he wasn't ready to go there yet.

"Hi Carl." I said. He began to pull the car back into the road. The rest of this journey he would lead. I would be happy to see where it took me.
 
"Hello Brenda," I said, as she got into the car.

Pulling out of the parking lot, I maneuvered the car through the city streets and entered the highway which would take us to our special destination. Once on the highway I spoke.

"Well Brenda, I've got to admit that I enjoyed the story that you told me over the phone about your naughty adventures. Unfortunately, I believe you were not being honest. Now I want you to tell me the truth about your most memorable sexual experience. And then I would like to hear about your wildest fantasy."

I looked at the young lady seated beside me. I couldn't help thinking of my own daughter and what she would answer to the questions I'd just posed to Brenda. My eyes scanned her thin young body, spending a good deal of time focused on her smooth tanned legs. I had gotten my first look at them earlier that day and now I couldn't take my eyes off of them...It was hard to believe that I was alone with her under these circumstances. I forced myself to concentrate on driving while I waited for her response.
 
I looked at him in surprise. Ok...so I had never had sex with my Dad's friend. I had wanted to. He was fine, but I was his best friends kid, and he never paid any attention to me.

I had to think. There really wasn't much to tell....so I decided I would make the fantasy and the worst thing I had ever done the same thing.....

"Well Carl. Promise you won't punish me?" I asked. I waited for his nod before I went on. "I worked in this little cafe. A clean place, it served decent food. It was popular with a lot of the business people who worked in the building down the road. There was this one guy who always came in. One O'clock every day. He ordered soup and salad, every day. he was cute, and I could tell by his eyes that he would be amazing in bed. Did you know it is possible to identify people who are sensual beings by looking in their eyes?" I didn't wait for an answer, I went on with m story. "Well, anyway. This guy, he was in his mid forties, nice hair, good build. I could tell he was married, probably had two kids and a dog at home along with a country club wife who played bridge and did charity work with the other country club wives. One day I made a very obvious pass at this guy. I passed him my phone number, flashed my nice tight boobs at him, and basically dared him to call me. he did. We met....."

I turned and put my hand on his thigh, running it closer and closer to his erect dick straining against the material of his pants...."I guess you are going to have to take it from here Carl." I wrapped my hand around the pulsating shaft...
 
I was surprised at her answer. I had expected her to describe an experience with an old boyfriend in the back of his car, or in a dorm room. When she described our encounter, I knew that her experiences must have been very limited.

Her hand on my thigh was driving me crazy. I had planned on taking charge but was fighting for control. I reached down, taking her hand and placing it back on her lap.

"Patience, young lady," I said smiling, "I've got something very special planned for you."

The drive didn't take long (20 minutes at this time of night). Once off the interstate, I turned down a long dirt road and pulled over.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this ?" I asked, removing a blindfold from my back pocket.

"If you are then turn your head so that I can blindfold you......"
 
I felt his hand take mine off his leg...I was a little disappointed, but I knew that it was just a matter of time.

he drove silently, in the night. He pulled onto a road that I was unfamiliar with and told me to turn so he could the blindfold on me. I had to make a decision. Did I trust this man? I decided I wanted to find out what he had in store for me. So I turned and let him place the blindfold over my eyes.

I was at his complete mercy.
 
Brenda cooperated completely. Allowing me to blindfold her. I then placed a pair of handcuffs around her thin wrists.

My cock strained against my pants. Wanting so badly to ravage the young girl beside me. There was something about her vulnerability that really turned me on. I reached down and touched her thigh, feeling the softness of her young skin. My hand slid up to the edge of her skirt and stopped.

Leaning toward her, I whispered into her ear, "You really don't know anything about me, Brenda. I may turn out to be your wildest fantasy or maybe your worst nightmare !"

Letting the words sink in, I grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her toward me. My mouth found hers.... Our lips met roughly... I forced my tongue deeply into her mouth...
 
His breath was hot against my ear. I felt something uncoil within me. His hand hot against my thigh released it a little more. Then his words put fear and longing in me. His mouth against mine, his tongue dancing with mine was enough to push me over the edge. I kissed him back. My hands found his head, and I pushed his mouth harder onto mine. then I whispered against his lips..."Maybe my fantasy is my worst nightmare"
 
She kissed me back, again taking me by surprise. I began to realize that this young girl may have some demons hidden beneath her sweet exterior. Her words intrigued me. I removed my hand from her thigh, cupping one of her small breasts and the squeezing roughly.

"I'd love to fuck your brains out right here," I said, breaking off our kiss, "but what I've got planned will be much better. When I'm finished with you, you won't be able to walk for a week."

I released my grip on her firm breast, slid back into my seat and put the car back into "Drive'. Our destination was only minutes away and I was finding it hard not to just take the young girl right in the car. My cock was hard and ready. I hadn't been this sexually aroused in years.

I turned into the narrow driveway and pulled up to the small cottage. Without hesitation, I got out and walked around to the passenger side. Opening the door, I grasped Brenda by the arm and pulled her out of the car, walking her to the small building. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of crickets. There was nothing around for miles so Brenda's impending screams of pleasure/pain would never be heard. I opened the door and led her inside, closing the door behind us. It was time for the fun to begin...
 
He squeezed my breast and I held the groan of pleasure back...I didn't want him to know that pain was a turn on for me. He began driving again, I couldn't see anything with the blindfold on. I was completely at his mercy.

When he grabbed my arm and began pulling me to walk beside him, I bumped into him. I could tell how aroused he was. I jumped back, it surprised me so much. I could smell country around me, and I could hear crickets, no sound of any cars any where around.

I felt some boards under my feet as he led me to the place he was taking me. I was trembling with desire. It was all I could do not to rip off my blindfold and offer myself to him right then and there. But this was his game. I had to play by his rules. I stood in the middle of where ever he had taken me and waited....anxiously.
 
I stood directly behind Brenda, breathing in her perfume.

"So Brenda, didn't your daddy ever teach you to not get into a car with a stranger ?" I asked, rubbing her shoulders.

My hands slid down to her young breasts and I again began squeezing them.

"Now you're all alone in this deserted place with nowhere to run to."

Pulling her close, I pressed my hard cock against her small ass. Continuing to fondle her breasts I nibbled the base of her neck.

"Have you ever had a cock up your ass, Brenda ?" I asked...
 
I knew not to answer him. This was his game. I shook my head no at his question. I began trembling, but it was more from his hands being on me, squeezing my breasts...and his hard dick in my back...I resisted the urge to grind against him. I was going to let this play out the way he wanted.
 
"I don't think you're a bad girl at all, Brenda," I teased.
"But tonight, I'm going to teach you to be bad."

I removed the handcuffs and blindfold. I had wanted to keep our location secret and put a little fear into the young girl. She seemed pretty cavalier about meeting a stranger and going off to who knows where with him. I still had some interesting ideas and the blindfold and handcuffs would be put to good use. But for now I wanted her to be free.

I walked over to the couch and sat down.

"Why don't you strip for me, sweetheart," I requested, "show me how bad you can be."
 
I smiled a little coyly as I turned slowly to face him.

I looked at him from under my eyelashes, my chin pointed down toward my chest, and my toes pointed in toward each other. Something I had learned in all the drama classes at College...use the situation, make the best of it.

I put my hands slowly up to the buttons of my vest. I slowly undid one button, then let my fingers slip to the second button. My vest fell open, I shrugged one shoulder, and let the vest fall over it. I slid my arm out of it, and slowly took the other arm out. I held the vest away from me, and let it go...the buttons rattled as they hit the wooden floor. I then pulled the tails of my oxford out of the waist of my skirt. I showed a bit of belly while I did it. I began with the top button, and slowly, reverently unbuttoned my shirt. I kept it mostly closed as I got closer to the bottom of the shirt. A glimpse of my tanned flesh here and there, but not enough to really see anything. I left the shirt on, hanging open about an inch wide in front. I reached behind me and unzipped my skirt. I let it fall to the floor around my feet. I stepped out of it. My shirt still hanging down, covering me to mid thigh...Open that bare inch in front.

I walked towards him...I put my finger in my mouth, sucking on it, and I said, "What now Carl?"
 
"All bad girls give head," I replied, opening my pants and revealing my hard cock. "Show me what a bad girl you are."

Her small young body was incredibly sexy. I wanted her so badly, but didn't want to reveal my intense desire. My cock was tingling with anticipation of her warm moist mouth working it's magic.

"Come to daddy, my sweet little girl."
 
I kneeled down on the rug in front of the sofa. I looked a his cock...Damn it was thick..and so big. I smiled. I knew how it would feel sliding in me.

I licked the tip of his dick, and then pulled him into my mouth, as far back as it would go. I kept the pressure of the suction up as I ran my tongue arond the head. I grasped the staff of his dick with one hand and began stroking as I sucked and licked him. I began moving my mouth up and down, slowly, always stroking. I closed my eyes and gave in to it. I could feel his hips matching my strokes. I looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open a bit, he was breathing through it. His breath was getting course.

I took him deeper to the back of my throat and heard him groan. I slipped my free hand between his legs, cupping his balls, and running my finger along the perrineal nerve, his dick reacted to the additional stimulation. I moaned at the responses happening in me. Carl moaned in pleasure.
 
The sensation of her mouth on my cock was fabulous. She worked my penis expertly. I wondered where she had learned her technique.

My hands reached out and grabbed her head, pulling it toward me and forcing my cock deep into her throat. I loved watching my prick disappear into her sweet mouth. I couldn't help think of my own daughter and wonder if she had ever done anything like this. God am I a sick fuck, imagining my little angel giving head. I wondered if Brenda had any idea what a perverted bastard she was involved with.

"Oh sweetie, that feels so good !", I moaned, "tell Daddy where you learned to suck cock ! I won't be mad, I promise."
 
I raised an eyebrow...and raised my head up...
"Why Daddy, I learned by watching Mommy."

I lowered my head and placed my lips around his dick...
 
"Come on honey, nobody learns to suck cock by just watching," I replied, "you've been practicing. Now tell me who taught you and I won't have to punish you."

I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. Lowering my face to within inches of hers, I showed her a glimpse of my dark side.

"Now stop fucking around or you'll be very sorry !"
 
His threat ran straight threw me. I swallowed and tried to hide my fear, though I was sure it was evident in my eyes.

I said kind of stuttering at first. "When I was 13, my parents had a neighbor kid come over to babysit. He was 17. We started making out as soon as my parents drove out of the driveway. He taught me to suck dick the way a boy likes it. I learned to suck dick the way a man likes it by doing Mr. Kellerman across the street from my parents house.

He would come over to visit my Dad, and would eye me. He was always touching me, telling my Dad how lucky he was to have such a gorgeous daughter. I was 17 when I started my education on how to fuck a man. Max was divorced, in his late 30's. He was a very hot guy. He called me over on day to "help him set up his computer." I went over, and he told me what he wanted. I wanted it too. He gave me an education, and I gave him a good time. For two and a half years. Every Monday, Thursday and Friday night we got together and fucked."
 
"Now that's better," I said, loosening my grip, "I'll be much easier on you if you're honest with me."

Throughout my adult life, I have hidden some very strong sexual urges. My job and family always took precidence and I kept my kinky thoughts to myself. One of my most intense fantasies has always involved teenage girls. As I raised my daughter, I had to constantly fight my urges when her friends were around. Most of the time I was successful, but I did slip up a few times...

Brenda's confession excited me tremendously. I had to hear more.

"Tell me about your first time, " I said, helping her up to sit next to me, on the couch. "Tell me what it was like."
 
"Do you want to know about my first time with a boy, or my first time with a man?"
 
I took her hand and placed it between her legs, prompting her to let go.

"Whichever was most exciting for you."
 
"My baby sitter was the first boy that fucked me...but Mr. Kellerman was the first real man I had...he taught me all I know about sex."

I slid down in the cushions a bit as my fingers began to slide around my soaking wet outer lips. I raised my finger to Carl, and put it to his mouth.
 
Images of Brenda with the older man flashed through my mind. I could imagine him controlling the action and teaching the innocent young girl all about sex.

It brought back memories of my daughter's best friend Meggan. She too was an innocent young girl, wanting to know about sex, but afraid to try it. She looked a lot like Brenda. Short dark hair, long thin legs, small breasts and an innocence that turned me on incredibly.

I licked Brenda's finger, tasting her delicious nectar, for the first time.

Placing her hand back on her pussy, I encouraged her to continue relating her experience.

"Go on sweetheart, tell me about the first time you were with him."
 
His eyes darkened as he tasted my fingers, sucking them into his mouth, and twirling his tongue around it, to get ever last bit of my juices.

"The first time with Rex(he told me that night to call him Rex), was a shock for me. He was gentle with me, but demanding that I learn his game right and that I learn it well." I paused remembering the ropes and the mask, the nipple clamps and the other toys he had incorporated into our sex play.

"He told me that I was to obey his every command. I was a willful child, and an obsitinate, headstrong teenager, but somehow, this role he had cast me in felt right. He had bound my hands behind my back, and set me on my knees, where he tied my feet behind me. he stood in front of me and ordered me to take his dick in his mouth. It was hard to do,since I had no way to touch him. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved his hips in my face. He fucked my face, and then when he came, he shot it all over my tits.

Then he told me to go home. he said he would call me when he wanted to see me again.
 
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