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�I�hung�onto�the�top�edge�of�the�car�window�so�tight,�I�probably�left�fingerprints�in�the�Pontiac's�finish.�But�I'd�bumped�my�head�a�few�times�in�the�past,�doing�it�this�way,�so�I�just�hung�on�and�gritted�my�teeth�as�Brian�pounded�into�me.�The�car�seat�was�rubbing�my�knees�raw,�my�hair�was�a�mess����it�was�all�blown�up�around�my�face�so�I�could�hardly�see����and�my�boobs�were�practically�bouncing�around�like�an�old�milk�cow�or�something,...�and�I�didn't�care�about�any�of�it.��Brian�was�ramming�my�pussy�full�of�hot,�greasy�cock�so�hard�and�so�fast,�the�car�was�rocking�and�squeaking�and�I�wondered�if�the�friction�could�start�a�fire.��    4 �I'd�only�screwed�a�few�guys�and�Brian�was�the�only�one�(so�far)�who�was�more�than�a�year�older�than�me.�I�was�just�turned�fifteen�and�was�kind�of�small�to�begin�with,�while�Brian�was�almost�nineteen�and�a�varsity�football�guard.�His�penis�was�so�thick,�he'd�had�some�trouble�getting�it�into�me,�even�when�I�got�on�my�knees�and�stuck�my�butt�way�up�in�the�air�for�him.��    4 �It�hurt�a�little,�I�admit,�but�it�also�felt�great.�I�mean,�I�like�to�cuddle�and�kiss�and�make�out�quietly�with�a�nice,�smart,�polite,�hunky�guy�as�much�as�any�other�girl�(if�they're�being�honest),�but�when�it�comes�to�down�and�dirty,�lay�it�on�the�table�fucking,�I�prefer�the�kind�of�bonehead�who�says�things�like�"I�want�to�do�you,�babe."�Which�was�pretty�much�what�Brian�had�said,�actually.��    4 �He�gripped�me�by�the�hips,�sort�of�rolling�the�loose�flesh�up�in�those�big�hands,�completely�in�control�of�everything.�I�couldn't�have�gotten�away�even�if�I'd�wanted�to����and�I�definitely�didn't�want�to.�I�loved�the�jolt�of�that�big�dick�slamming�into�me,�and�the�slapping�sound�his�belly�made�against�my�butt.�I�even�loved�the�dents�he�made�up�at�the�end�of�my�vagina�on�each�powerhouse�stroke,�like�he�was�trying�to�burst�through�the�end�of�the�passage�and�come�directly�all�over�my�ovaries.��    4 �This�was�also�the�first�time�I'd�been�completely�naked�with�a�guy�like�this.�There'd�only�been�my�denim�shorts�and�a�little�French�cut�tee�shirt�to�get�rid�of,�because�I'd�planned�it�that�way.�Brian�sure�seemed�to�like�the�ooofff�and�unnnhhh�noises�I�couldn't�help�making�when�he�banged�me.��    4 �He�slowed�up�for�a�moment�and�I�wondered�what�was�wrong.�He�certainly�was�nowhere�close�to�coming�yet�and�neither�was�I.�Then�he�pulled�out�of�me�entirely,�still�holding�my�hips,�and�I�looked�back�over�my�shoulder.��    4 �"Gonna�try�something�else,�now,�babe,"�he�rumbled�as�he�stuck�his�big�middle�finger�back�in�my�cunt�and�swished�it�around.�Then�the�finger�moved�up�to�my�asshole,�slathering�my�own�juices�around�and�finally�poking�inside�at�least�an�inch�or�two.�It�dawned�on�me�what�the�"something�else"�was�going�to�be.��    4 �"No,�Brian����I've�never�done�that�before!�Please,�it'll�hurt!�You're�too�big!"��    4 �"C'mon,�babe,�it�hurt�a�little�when�you�lost�your�cherry,�didn't�it?�Well,�it's�only�gonna�hurt�a�little�bit�this�time,�too.�Just�at�first.�Then�you're�gonna�love�it.�Besides,�you�   	 �-),   �got�such�a�cute�little�ass...."��    4 �He�removed�his�finger�and�replaced�it�with�his�thumb,�which�was�the�diameter�of�the�fat�end�of�a�pool�cue.�It�felt�weird�but�it�didn't�really�hurt.�Maybe�this�really�would�feel�good.�Besides,�he�still�had�an�iron�grip�on�my�butt.�Then�I�felt�the�head�of�his�cock�poking�and�pressing�at�my�asshole;�it�felt�kinda�like�trying�to�take�a�shit�when�you're�constipated,�only�in�reverse.��    4 �"O..,�Bri�an...,"�I�whined.�"It�hurts,�Brian.�Please,�stop!�Brian?�Stop!"�But�he�ignored�me�and�just�pushed�harder.�I�bit�down�on�my�lip�and�tasted�blood�in�my�mouth.�And�the�harder�he�pushed,�the�more�it�hurt,�until�I�was�on�the�edge�of�tears,�but�he�didn't�let�up.�And�then,�thank�God,�the�head�of�his�cock�squeezed�through�into�my�ass�and�he�paused�and�took�a�deep�breath.�That�was�the�biggest�part�of�it,�I�thought.�The�worst�had�to�be�over.��    4 �But�it�wasn't�over,�not�even�close.�Brian�began�pushing�again����like�ramming�a�baseball�bat�up�my�ass,�thick�end�first.�My�face�was�pressed�against�the�car�seat�by�this�time,�though�my�hands�were�still�clutching�the�window�ledge�above�my�head.�My�knees�were�spread�as�wide�as�the�seat�allowed�and�my�back�was�curved�downward�to�give�him�maximum�access.�I'd�also�liked�being�in�the�weaker,�more�helpless�position�during�sex�but�it�occurred�to�me�along�about�then�that�it�might�also�be�dangerous.��    4 �After�a�couple�more�minutes�of�pushing�and�grunting,�Brian's�cock�was�completely�inside�me,�all�however�many�inches�of�it�there�were.�And�nothing�I�could�really�do�about�it.�Except�scream,�maybe,�but�this�wasn't�even�rape.�I'd�practically�asked�for�this�to�happen.�And,�of�course,�that�made�it�all�the�more�sexy,�even�over�the�pain.��    4 �"Hold�on,"�Brian�said�with�another�grunt.�"I'm�going�to�change�position."�I�held�my�breath�as�he�wrapped�his�big�arms�around�my�waist�and�picked�me�up�with�no�effort�at�all.�With�his�cock�buried�rigidly�in�my�ass�like�that,�I�felt�like�a�rabbit�on�a�spit�being�set�over�the�fire.��    4 �He�resettled�himself�in�the�middle�of�the�seat�with�me�sitting�in�his�lap,�my�butt�jammed�back�against�his�groin.�Then�he�began�lifting�me�up�a�couple�inches�and�pushing�me�back�down,�making�his�penis�slide�in�and�out.�I�was�afraid�he'd�split�me�open,�literallyτ��afraid�I�was�bleeding,�afraid�of�some�kind�of�internal�injury,...�afraid�he�might�stop.��    4 �Every�piledriver�thrust�seemed�to�push�him�farther�up�into�me.�His�dick�felt�two�feet�long�and�eight�inches�around.�I�had�to�brace�my�hands�on�his�forearms,�which�meant�reaching�a�little�behind�me,�and�I�arched�my�back�and�my�boobs�jiggled�and�bounced.�They�weren't�all�that�big,�but�I�was�willing�to�bet�they'd�be�bigger�after�tonight!��    4 �The�pounding�went�on�forever,�it�seemed�like,�but�it�was�really�only�about�ten�or�fifteen�minutes.�My�ass�was�numb�from�the�beating�it�was�taking�and�there�was�moisture�leaking�out�the�bottom�of�my�cunt�and�making�a�spot�on�the�car�seat�between�Brian's�legs.�I�was�so�sore,�I�wasn't�sure�I�could�even�come.��    4 �Then�Brian�took�a�big�breath�and�increased�the�tempo�and�the�force�of�his�thrusting,�and�I�felt�my�climax�bubbling�to�the�surface.�And�as�he�jerked�and�shot�off�into�my�ass����there�must�have�been�buckets�of�the�stuff����I�felt�the�shakes�and�trembling�of�my�own�orgasm.�It�was�like�nothing�I'd�ever�felt,�but�being�fucked�in�the�ass�was�also�like�nothing�I'd�ever�felt.��    4 �When�we�were�finished,�I�leaned�back�against�Brian's�broad,�hairy�chest�and�just�tried�to�get�my�breath�back.�His�penis�was�still�jammed�in�me,�of�course,�but�I�could�   	 �-),   �barely�feel�it�now.�Then�he�shifted�to�one�side�and�sort�of�pushed�me�over�so�I�just�slipped�off�his�lap.�His�cock�also�pulled�out�slowly,�which�was�a�relief.�I�just�lay�there�like�I�had�no�bones�but�Brian�prodded�me�in�the�ribs.��    4 �"Hey,�you�left�kind�of�a�mess�there,�didn't�you?"�I�looked�up�at�his�sweaty�grin.�"I�think�you�ought�to�clean�that�up."�He�flipped�his�cock�up�with�one�finger.�It�was�about�halfway�back�to�its�normal�size����if�anything�about�that�salami�was�"normal"����and�it�looked�a�little�nasty.�I�reached�for�it�anyway,�figuring�I�could�always�wash�my�hands�afterward,�but�Brian�grabbed�my�wrist.�"Uh,�uh����with�your�mouth,�babe.�You�ain't�sucked�me�off,�yet."��    4 �I�just�stared�at�him�and�his�grin�got�bigger.�He�wanted�me�to�suck�on�his�cock,�which�had�just�been�in�my�own�ass?�Was�he�kidding?��    4 �No,�apparently�he�wasn't.�The�grin�narrowed�to�a�leer�and�his�eyes�kind�of�glittered.�He�looked�scary,�suddenly.��    4 �"Let's�go,�babe."�He�took�my�upper�arm�and�lifted�me�like�I�weighed�nothing.�I�tried�to�lean�away�from�him;�I�couldn't�think�of�anything�I�could�say�that�would�make�him�stop.�Then�he�grabbed�for�my�hair�and�wrapped�it�around�his�fist�a�few�times�before�I�could�react.�I�yelped�and�hung�onto�his�hand�but�he�yanked�my�face�down�toward�his�lap.�The�pain�that�tore�through�my�scalp�sent�tears�down�my�face�but�I�could�only�squeak.��    4 �"Do�it."�He�shook�my�head�in�his�fist�and�pain�spread�again.�Desperately,�I�reached�for�his�penis,�which�was�mostly�soft�now�but�also�smelly�and�slimy.�It�was�my�own�body�juices�that�had�made�it�like�that�but�I�still�didn't�like�it.��    4 �I�was�afraid�I�was�going�to�be�sick�if�I�put�that�thing�in�my�mouth�but�I�was�afraid�Brian�would�get�really�mad�and�slap�me�or�something����and�he�was�so�strong�and�his�hands�were�so�big,�he�could�break�my�neck�if�he�did�that.�I�quickly�stuffed�his�penis�in�my�mouth�and�started�sucking�on�it.�I�didn't�know�what�shit�tasted�like�but�I�could�sure�smell�it.�I�sucked�mechanically,�just�trying�to�get�it�over�with����but�then�his�cock�began�getting�bigger�again.�No!�I�thought����it's�too�soon!�I�can't�do�it�again!��    4 �But�Brian�seemed�content�to�hold�my�head�motionless�in�his�lap�and�let�his�expanding�erection�fill�up�my�mouth�and�throat.�I�gagged�and�fought�the�urge�to�throw�up�as�the�head�of�it�pushed�against�my�windpipe.�Brian�pushed�my�head�down�even�farther.�It�was�obvious�he�wanted�me�to�deep�throat�him,�or�at�least�to�try.�I'd�never�done�that,�either,�but�I�had�no�choice.��    4 �I�tried�frantically�to�relax�my�throat�muscles�and�I�even�raised�and�lowered�my�head�a�bit,�trying�to�work�the�end�of�his�cock�down�past�my�epiglottis.�Just�like�a�sword��swallower,�I�thought.�They�do�this�all�the�time.�And�those�women�in�the�X�rated�films����they�do�this�stuff�for�money.�All�it�takes�is�practice.�I�repeated�that�over�and�over�to�myself�as�I�let�his�cock�head�slip�in�and�out�at�the�top�of�my�throat.�I�was�so�numb�mentally,�I�think�I�even�stopped�noticing�the�taste�and�the�smell.��    4 �After�about�five�minutes,�when�it�was�obvious�Brian�wasn't�going�to�be�able�to�get�off�again�that�night,�he�sighed�in�frustration�and�let�go�of�my�hair.�I�sat�up�and�rubbed�at�� ��������������my�mouth,�then�brought�up�a�bunch�of�phlegm�and�spat�out�the�window.�Then,�finally,�I�looked�around�for�my�shorts�and�shirt.�As�I�pulled�them�on,�and�Brian�hauled�his�jeans�up�and�got�them�buttoned�and�zipped,�neither�of�us�said�a�word.�He�wasn't�much�of�a�conversationalist�anyway,�and�I�really�didn't�have�anything�left�to�say.��   	 �-),   Ї����    4 ����Half�an�hour�later,�Brian�dropped�me�at�the�curb�in�front�of�my�house.�I'd�brushed�my�hair�and�redone�my�lipstick�on�the�way�so�I'd�be�presentable,�just�in�case�I�ran�into�my�parents�on�the�way�upstairs.�I�patted�the�tree�trunk�arm�and�lightly�kissed�the�rough�cheek.��    4 �"Thanks�for�a�terrific�date,�Brian.�Maybe�we�can�do�it�again�sometime."�Brian�smirked�at�me,�God's�favor�to�the�female�species.�"Fair's�fair,�though,"�I�went�on.�"It's�Jack's�turn�next�weekend.�Be�sure�to�ask�him�to�give�me�a�call�in�a�couple�days,�okay?�My�folks�don't�approve�of�boys�who�wait�until�the�last�minute�to�ask�for�a�date."��    4 �Brian�looked�a�bit�sour�at�that�but�he�nodded�and�said,�"Yeah,�yeah����I'll�tell�him,�babe.�See�ya."��    4 �I�smiled�secretly�to�myself�as�I�headed�up�the�walk�and�heard�Brian's�tires�squeal�loudly�as�he�roared�away�from�the�curb.�Jack�Wallach�was�the�anchorman�on�the�wrestling�team,�the�superheavyweight�no�one�had�ever�beat.�He�was�even�bigger�than�Brian�but�he�wasn't�bright�enough�to�be�a�lineman.�However,�he�did�have�kind�of�a�reputation�for�being�rougher�than�necessary�on�his�opponents.�He'd�broken�one�guy's�leg�last�year,�just�twisted�the�knee�right�around.�And�the�year�before,�he'd�dislocated�another�guy's�shoulder.�Yeah,�he'd�do�for�my�next�parking�date.��    4 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Ѐ1995�by�Michael�K.�Smith.�Copies�may�be�made�and�posted�elsewhere�for�   	 �"     �personal�enjoyment,�but�all�commercial�rights�are�reserved.�   	 �#�!   �~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~�   	 �$�"   ��# �  X6J �  X	 X�8s&amp;gt;  # ��# �  �6J � � X6JT&amp;gt;  # ��% �    �                                                                                                               ["Bartender, gimme a short one with a twist...!"]&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                       DATING RITUAL&lt;br /&gt;                    by Michael K. Smith&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;       I hung onto the top edge of the car window so tight, I probably left fingerprints in&lt;br /&gt;  the Pontiac's finish. But I'd bumped my head a few times in the past, doing it this way, so&lt;br /&gt;  I just hung on and gritted my teeth as Brian pounded into me. The car seat was rubbing&lt;br /&gt;  my knees raw, my hair was a mess -- it was all blown up around my face so I could&lt;br /&gt;  hardly see -- and my boobs were practically bouncing around like an old milk cow or&lt;br /&gt;  something,... and I didn't care about any of it.  Brian was ramming my pussy full of hot,&lt;br /&gt;  greasy cock so hard and so fast, the car was rocking and squeaking and I wondered if the&lt;br /&gt;  friction could start a fire.&lt;br /&gt;       I'd only screwed a few guys and Brian was the only one (so far) who was more&lt;br /&gt;  than a year older than me. I was just turned fifteen and was kind of small to begin with,&lt;br /&gt;  while Brian was almost nineteen and a varsity football guard. His penis was so thick, he'd&lt;br /&gt;  had some trouble getting it into me, even when I got on my knees and stuck my butt way&lt;br /&gt;  up in the air for him.&lt;br /&gt;       It hurt a little, I admit, but it also felt great. I mean, I like to cuddle and kiss and&lt;br /&gt;  make out quietly with a nice, smart, polite, hunky guy as much as any other girl (if they're&lt;br /&gt;  being honest), but when it comes to down-and-dirty, lay-it-on-the-table fucking, I prefer&lt;br /&gt;  the kind of bonehead who says things like "I want to do you, babe." Which was pretty&lt;br /&gt;  much what Brian had said, actually.&lt;br /&gt;       He gripped me by the hips, sort of rolling the loose flesh up in those big hands,&lt;br /&gt;  completely in control of everything. I couldn't have gotten away even if I'd wanted to --&lt;br /&gt;  and I definitely didn't want to. I loved the jolt of that big dick slamming into me, and the&lt;br /&gt;  slapping sound his belly made against my butt. I even loved the dents he made up at the&lt;br /&gt;  end of my vagina on each powerhouse stroke, like he was trying to burst through the end&lt;br /&gt;  of the passage and come directly all over my ovaries.&lt;br /&gt;       This was also the first time I'd been completely naked with a guy like this. There'd&lt;br /&gt;  only been my denim shorts and a little French-cut tee-shirt to get rid of, because I'd&lt;br /&gt;  planned it that way. Brian sure seemed to like the ooofff and unnnhhh noises I&lt;br /&gt;  couldn't help making when he banged me.&lt;br /&gt;       He slowed up for a moment and I wondered what was wrong. He certainly was&lt;br /&gt;  nowhere close to coming yet and neither was I. Then he pulled out of me entirely, still&lt;br /&gt;  holding my hips, and I looked back over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;       "Gonna try something else, now, babe," he rumbled as he stuck his big middle&lt;br /&gt;  finger back in my cunt and swished it around. Then the finger moved up to my asshole,&lt;br /&gt;  slathering my own juices around and finally poking inside at least an inch or two. It&lt;br /&gt;  dawned on me what the "something else" was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;       "No, Brian -- I've never done that before! Please, it'll hurt! You're too big!"&lt;br /&gt;       "C'mon, babe, it hurt a little when you lost your cherry, didn't it? Well, it's only&lt;br /&gt;  gonna hurt a little bit this time, too. Just at first. Then you're gonna love it. Besides, you&lt;br /&gt;  got such a cute little ass...."&lt;br /&gt;       He removed his finger and replaced it with his thumb, which was the diameter of&lt;br /&gt;  the fat end of a pool cue. It felt weird but it didn't really hurt. Maybe this really would&lt;br /&gt;  feel good. Besides, he still had an iron grip on my butt. Then I felt the head of hi ��&lt;br /&gt;  ���� 	     �      F   Microsoft Word 6.0 Document &lt;br /&gt;   MSWordDoc    Word.Document.6 �9�q                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              s cock&lt;br /&gt;  poking and pressing at my asshole; it felt kinda like trying to take a shit when you're&lt;br /&gt;  constipated, only in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;       "O.., Bri-an...," I whined. "It hurts, Brian. Please, stop! Brian? Stop!" But he&lt;br /&gt;  ignored me and just pushed harder. I bit down on my lip and tasted blood in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;  And the harder he pushed, the more it hurt, until I was on the edge of tears, but he didn't&lt;br /&gt;  let up. And then, thank God, the head of his cock squeezed through into my ass and he&lt;br /&gt;  paused and took a deep breath. That was the biggest part of it, I thought. The worst had to&lt;br /&gt;  be over.&lt;br /&gt;       But it wasn't over, not even close. Brian began pushing again -- like ramming a&lt;br /&gt;  baseball bat up my ass, thick end first. My face was pressed against the car seat by this&lt;br /&gt;  time, though my hands were still clutching the window ledge above my head. My knees&lt;br /&gt;  were spread as wide as the seat allowed and my back was curved downward to give him&lt;br /&gt;  maximum access. I'd also liked being in the weaker, more helpless position during sex&lt;br /&gt;  but it occurred to me along about then that it might also be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;       After a couple more minutes of pushing and grunting, Brian's cock was&lt;br /&gt;  completely inside me, all however-many inches of it there were. And nothing I could&lt;br /&gt;  really do about it. Except scream, maybe, but this wasn't even rape. I'd practically asked&lt;br /&gt;  for this to happen. And, of course, that made it all the more sexy, even over the pain.&lt;br /&gt;       "Hold on," Brian said with another grunt. "I'm going to change position." I held&lt;br /&gt;  my breath as he wrapped his big arms around my waist and picked me up with no effort&lt;br /&gt;  at all. With his cock buried rigidly in my ass like that, I felt like a rabbit on a spit being&lt;br /&gt;  set over the fire.&lt;br /&gt;       He resettled himself in the middle of the seat with me sitting in his lap, my butt&lt;br /&gt;  jammed back against his groin. Then he began lifting me up a couple inches and pushing&lt;br /&gt;  me back down, making his penis slide in and out. I was afraid he'd split me open, literally&lt;br /&gt;  -- afraid I was bleeding, afraid of some kind of internal injury,... afraid he might stop.&lt;br /&gt;       Every piledriver thrust seemed to push him farther up into me. His dick felt two&lt;br /&gt;  feet long and eight inches around. I had to brace my hands on his forearms, which meant&lt;br /&gt;  reaching a little behind me, and I arched my back and my boobs jiggled and bounced.&lt;br /&gt;  They weren't all that big, but I was willing to bet they'd be bigger after tonight!&lt;br /&gt;       The pounding went on forever, it seemed like, but it was really only about ten or&lt;br /&gt;  fifteen minutes. My ass was numb from the beating it was taking and there was moisture&lt;br /&gt;  leaking out the bottom of my cunt and making a spot on the car seat between Brian's legs.&lt;br /&gt;  I was so sore, I wasn't sure I could even come.&lt;br /&gt;       Then Brian took a big breath and increased the tempo and the force of his&lt;br /&gt;  thrusting, and I felt my climax bubbling to the surface. And as he jerked and shot off into&lt;br /&gt;  my ass -- there must have been buckets of the stuff -- I felt the shakes and trembling of&lt;br /&gt;  my own orgasm. It was like nothing I'd ever felt, but being fucked in the ass was also like&lt;br /&gt;  nothing I'd ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;       When we were finished, I leaned back against Brian's broad, hairy chest and just&lt;br /&gt;  tried to get my breath back. His penis was still jammed in me, of course, but I could&lt;br /&gt;  barely feel it now. Then he shifted to one side and sort of pushed me over so I just slipped&lt;br /&gt;  off his lap. His cock also pulled out slowly, which was a relief. I just lay there like I had&lt;br /&gt;  no bones but Brian prodded me in the ribs.&lt;br /&gt;       "Hey, you left kind of a mess there, didn't you?" I looked up at his sweaty grin. "I&lt;br /&gt;  think you ought to clean that up." He flipped his cock up with one finger. It was about&lt;br /&gt;  halfway back to its normal size -- if anything about that salami was "normal" -- and it&lt;br /&gt;  looked a little nasty. I reached for it anyway, figuring I could always wash my hands&lt;br /&gt;  afterward, but Brian grabbed my wrist. "Uh, uh -- with your mouth, babe. You ain't&lt;br /&gt;  sucked me off, yet."&lt;br /&gt;       I just stared at him and his grin got bigger. He wanted me to suck on his cock,&lt;br /&gt;  which had just been in my own ass? Was he kidding?&lt;br /&gt;       No, apparently he wasn't. The grin narrowed to a leer and his eyes kind of&lt;br /&gt;  glittered. He looked scary, suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;       "Let's go, babe." He took my upper arm and lifted me like I weighed nothing. I&lt;br /&gt;  tried to lean away from him; I couldn't think of anything I could say that would make him&lt;br /&gt;  stop. Then he grabbed for my hair and wrapped it around his fist a few times before I&lt;br /&gt;  could react. I yelped and hung onto his hand but he yanked my face down toward his lap.&lt;br /&gt;  The pain that tore through my scalp sent tears down my face but I could only squeak.&lt;br /&gt;       "Do it." He shook my head in his fist and pain spread again. Desperately, I&lt;br /&gt;  reached for his penis, which was mostly soft now but also smelly and slimy. It was my&lt;br /&gt;  own body juices that had made it like that but I still didn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;       I was afraid I was going to be sick if I put that thing in my mouth but I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;  Brian would get really mad and slap me or something -- and he was so strong and his&lt;br /&gt;  hands were so big, he could break my neck if he did that. I quickly stuffed his penis in my&lt;br /&gt;  mouth and started sucking on it. I didn't know what shit tasted like but I could sure smell&lt;br /&gt;  it. I sucked mechanically, just trying to get it over with -- but then his cock began getting&lt;br /&gt;  bigger again. No! I thought -- it's too soon! I can't do it again!&lt;br /&gt;       But Brian seemed content to hold my head motionless in his lap and let his&lt;br /&gt;  expanding erection fill up my mouth and throat. I gagged and fought the urge to throw up&lt;br /&gt;  as the head of it pushed against my windpipe. Brian pushed my head down even farther.&lt;br /&gt;  It was obvious he wanted me to deep-throat him, or at least to try. I'd never done that,&lt;br /&gt;  either, but I had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;       I tried frantically to relax my throat muscles and I even raised and lowered my&lt;br /&gt;  head a bit, trying to work the end of his cock down past my epiglottis. Just like a sword-&lt;br /&gt;  swallower, I thought. They do this all the time. And those women in the X-rated films --&lt;br /&gt;  they do this stuff for money. All it takes is practice. I repeated that over and over to&lt;br /&gt;  myself as I let his cock-head slip in and out at the top of my throat. I was so numb&lt;br /&gt;  mentally, I think I even stopped noticing the taste and the smell.&lt;br /&gt;       After about five minutes, when it was obvious Brian wasn't going to be able to get&lt;br /&gt;  off again that night, he sighed in frustration and let go of my hair. I sat up and rubbed at&lt;br /&gt;  my mouth, then brought up a bunch of phlegm and spat out the window. Then, finally, I&lt;br /&gt;  looked around for my shorts and shirt. As I pulled them on, and Brian hauled his jeans up&lt;br /&gt;  and got them buttoned and zipped, neither of us said a word. He wasn't much of a&lt;br /&gt;  conversationalist anyway, and I really didn't have anything left to say.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;       Half an hour later, Brian dropped me at the curb in front of my house. I'd brushed&lt;br /&gt;  my hair and redone my lipstick on the way so I'd be presentable, just in case I ran into my&lt;br /&gt;  parents on the way upstairs. I patted the tree-trunk arm and lightly kissed the rough&lt;br /&gt;  cheek.&lt;br /&gt;       "Thanks for a terrific date, Brian. Maybe we can do it again sometime." Brian&lt;br /&gt;  smirked at me, God's favor to the female species. "Fair's fair, though," I went on. "It's&lt;br /&gt;  Jack's turn next weekend. Be sure to ask him to give me a call in a couple days, okay? My&lt;br /&gt;  folks don't approve of boys who wait until the last minute to ask for a date."&lt;br /&gt;       Brian looked a bit sour at that but he nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah -- I'll tell him,&lt;br /&gt;  babe. See ya."&lt;br /&gt;       I smiled secretly to myself as I headed up the walk and heard Brian's tires squeal&lt;br /&gt;  loudly as he roared away from the curb. Jack Wallach was the anchorman on the&lt;br /&gt;  wrestling team, the superheavyweight no one had ever beat. He was even bigger than&lt;br /&gt;  Brian but he wasn't bright enough to be a lineman. However, he did have kind of a&lt;br /&gt;  reputation for being rougher than necessary on his opponents. He'd broken one guy's leg&lt;br /&gt;  last year, just twisted the knee right around. And the year before, he'd dislocated another&lt;br /&gt;  guy's shoulder. Yeah, he'd do for my next parking date.&lt;br /&gt;       I made more plans as I climbed the stairs. There was that guy at the supermarket,&lt;br /&gt;  an assistant manager or whatever, that one of my girlfriends had told me about. He&lt;br /&gt;  worked out with weights, she said, and was always flexing his muscles at the checkout&lt;br /&gt;  girls. He had to be thirty, at least, and he wore a wedding ring, so I'd have to be real&lt;br /&gt;  careful with him. But how could he resist a cute little kid like me? He couldn't, I thought&lt;br /&gt;  with another smile. None of them could.&lt;br /&gt;       I whistled soundlessly as I as I rinsed out my mouth and brushed the brown&lt;br /&gt;  specks and caked semen off my teeth and tongue. It was getting kind of cool; maybe I'd&lt;br /&gt;  wear the pajamas with the feet in them tonight.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                               END&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;   1995 by Michael K. Smith. 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