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Laura's Bet

By: sicpuppy



I like to watch. Not only is it the title of my favorite porn film from the 80's, but it also describes my sexual preference. And there is nothing I like more than watching my sweet, bouncy bottom little lady reaching a climax. 

I guess it all started with the introduction of marital aids into our foreplay. Vibrators, dildos and things of that nature, which we like to refer to as "our toys", became increasingly useful in arousing my wife and ultimately, bringing her to orgasm. But none of this happened overnight. It took months of begging, pleading and negotiating with my wife, Laura, before she would even let me use a vibrator on her. 

It all began innocently enough. Laura was cooking dinner one night and made a statement I knew was wrong. I called her on it and she, believing to be right, began to argue. Before the argument got too heated and one of us said something to upset the other, I asked if she was confident enough to place a little wager. Warily she asked what the wager might be. Since it was a Friday night, which meant that we would probably make love anyway, I decided to make the bet sexual in nature. I offered to perform any sex act she might desire if she was right and requested the same for me if she were wrong. Despite the high stakes I could see that she remained steadfastly convinced of her belief. She agreed.

While she finished cooking dinner, I went to my computer, "Googled" the fact and printed the results which proved that I was right. Before I returned to Laura and my dinner, I laid out a few of the things I would need to satisfy Laura's bet. 

"Well smarty pants," she taunted, "I'm right aren't I? Otherwise you'd have run back in back in here waving the evidence in my face. Oh, your tongue is going to be tired tomorrow," she smirked, letting me know that I was going to perform her favorite activity, cunnilingus. 

"As a matter of fact, you're wrong," I said triumphantly, handing her the proof. Her face went white as she read and she whispered resignedly, "Damn, I was sure I was right. I guess my jaws will be aching instead, huh?" she asked referring to my usual request for oral sex. "Or," she lowered her eyes and stared at her dinner plate, "are you going to take me over your knee and spank me?" which just happened to be another activity for which I held a particular fondness.

"No, I don't think either will satisfy my desire tonight. I'm not going to tell you, but I think you'll be able to figure it out once we get into the bedroom." Laura's face went red and I wasn't sure if it was anger at losing or embarrassment but she nodded and we ate our dinner in relative silence. After dinner I helped with the dishes and tried to converse lightly but Laura was quiet, and I guessed she was contemplating her fate. 

When we were finished the kitchen chores, Laura sighed despondently when I grabbed her hand and led her into the bedroom. 

Laura went directly to the bed and held up the garter belt and fishnet stockings I had left for her.

"You want me to wear these," she asked, holding the garter belt.

"Yep, and nothing else," I replied happily.

"And then what," she continued guardedly.

I pulled back the sheets and revealed the hidden cache of toys.

"Oh no," she objected, as she backed away from the bed. "I'm not going to play with myself for you, and certainly not with those disgusting things!" 

Now that was exactly what I wanted and believed I had a right to expect given the circumstances of the bet. So I replied that it was exactly what I wanted. 

"When Hell freezes over!" she replied and tossed the garter belt onto the bed and began to storm out of the bedroom.

In the interest of saving something from the situation, I grabbed her arm and furiously started to negotiate.

"Okay, okay," I stammered, scrambling for ideas. "Just put on the garter belt for now and let's see what happens."

She kissed me lightly, smiled victoriously and went into the bathroom to change while I dejectedly picked up the toys and put them away, all except for one, which I hid under my pillow. I wasn't defeated yet and despite her cheekiness, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve. Suddenly the door to the bathroom swung open and I saw Laura standing in the doorway. Her hands were on her hips which were thrust slightly forward, creating a very sexy image. The garter belt framed her freshly shaven pubic mound perfectly, drawing my hungry eyes like a magnet. My gaze moved slowly upwards, taking in the fullness of her firm, soft breasts, and the hard pink nipples which crowned them. My cock began to stir as she moved seductively across them room. 

Laura's mouth crushed against mine in a long, hard kiss. I felt her tongue dart into my mouth and moved mine to duel with hers. My hands slid down and cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her closer to me. Her breasts flattened and I could feel her rock-hard nipples against my chest. My cock stood at attention as she pressed her thighs around its shaft. I half-carried her to the bed and lay her on it, careful not to reveal my secreted surprise. Her legs parted welcomingly and I dove between them, my tongue busily searching for her clit while my hands kneaded her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples.

Laura moistened quickly and the heady aroma of her musk filled my grateful nostrils. I buried my face deeper as her squeals of passion rose. For fifteen minutes or so my tongue relentlessly molested her clit, bringing her to the brink of orgasm at least a dozen times. But each time she reached the precipice of pleasure, I backed off until the last time when she was sweating and swearing profusely.

"Dammit, Bill," she complained breathlessly, "I was fucking close that time. Why are you teasing me so bad?" 

Now Laura doesn't curse a lot, so her use of the "F word" meant that I was getting to her and I decided it was time to spring my surprise. While resuming my tonguing of her swollen, scarlet clit, I reached under the pillow and, careful not to divulge its presence until just the right moment, pulled out a purple, rabbit vibrator. Laura was too aroused to suspect anything and so I was able to retrieve the vibrator without being discovered. Even as I continued to caress her swollen nipples with one hand and lick her close to another climax, my other hand gradually moved the toy into position. When I felt the soft, jelly head under my chin I raised my head and gazed upon the luxuriant wetness my tongue had caused. Laura's cunt lips were incredibly swollen and almost perfectly matched the purple in the vibrator. Her clit was clearly visible at the top of her pussy and I could have sworn it was throbbing as I watched. 

"Oh, you bastard," she hissed, "You fucking bastard, make me come!"

"How," I asked softly, playfully, hopefully.

"I don't care," she moaned, arching her back, trying to reacquire my tongue. "Just let me come!"

Just the words I was looking for. With license to proceed, I pressed the toy between her well-oiled pussy lips and slid the head into her cunt. Frantically, I searched for the two buttons that would activate the vibrating ears and the rotating shaft. Before she realized what had transpired, the toy to came to life. 

"Omigod," she screamed, as the sensations increased in response to my adjusting the tempo. "What the hell is that?" 

But she made to effort to dislodge the object. In fact, she actually spread her legs wider to facilitate the toys unhurried progress. 

I made sure the shaft was just deep enough to insure that the ears lightly tickled her clit. I didn't want her coming too quickly, before she had a chance to experience all the joy the toy could deliver. The rotating shaft with its plastic beads massaged her pussy lips until Laura was screaming with pleasure. 

"Oh you bastard, you magnificent bastard," she cried, as her body tensed for the first in what would become a series of climaxes. As the spasms tore through she voiced her pleasure by intoning "omigod, omigod, omigod" faster and faster until the words ran together and culminated in a long, loud cry of passion. 

"Ooooooooooooooooh," she cried, as she trembled and quivered her way to completion. "That was wonnnnnnnnnderful!"

I turned both motors off and the buzzing and humming died away. Bit by bit I tugged at the base of the toy until it fell from her soaking pussy. 

"Wonderful, huh?" I said smugly. "Maybe next time you make a bet you'll remember what this felt like and I won't have such a hard time getting what I really want."

"Fat chance," she sighed dreamily, still reeling from the force of her orgasms. "There won't be a next time. Now get up here and fuck me properly. I need a good hard, flesh and blood cock, not some piece of plastic."

I never need a second invitation and soon my juices were mingling with hers, deep inside her pussy. 

Over the next few weeks I noticed a change in Laura. She appeared to be edgier and often seemed on the verge of saying asking for something before she went quiet and reflective. It was at dinner one night that I made the mistake of attributing a quote made in the news earlier in the day to the wrong politician. 

"Did you hear that our bonehead state rep Smith wants to raise the property tax again?"

"You're wrong!" she challenged eagerly. "It wasn't Smith who said it."

"What?" 

"You're wrong," she repeated. "Smith didn't say that today, it was Carlson. I was watching the news when he said it."

Normally Laura has about as much interest in politics as I have in hair-dressing but it seemed to me that she had been waiting for me to make a mistake for quite a while. Although I knew she was right, I decided to play a little game with her. 

"No," I argued, "I think it was Smith."

"Feel sure enough to make a little wager," she smiled.

"Sure. Same terms as always?"

"Yep," she said confidently and went to the computer. She returned waving a sheet of paper triumphantly. "It was Carlson! You owe me."

I pretended to be crushed by the defeat.

"Well, my dear, what is it that you want from me," I said meekly.

"You'll see when we get to bed tonight," she answered coyly. "But I hope you have fresh batteries." 

Laura's Birthday



 This is just sex. There is no plot. The person this was written for loved it. I hope you do as well.

*****

He grabbed Laura by the hair and pushed her to her knees, putting her mouth level with his hard cock. 

Her friends, they would find it degrading that a woman with her career path or having children would not only do this without fighting, but that this act in itself was the most relaxing and most enjoyable part of her life. 

The fact that Ron was a black man made it more enjoyable. She opened her mouth willingly; not that it mattered, as when her mouth opened even the slightest, Ron grabbed her by the back of her head and forced his cock all down her throat. 

He spread his legs a bit for balance as he took both hands and placed them on her head, giving him more leverage to fuck her mouth, pushing his cock deep into her throat. Occasionally he would hold her head in place and leave his cock in her throat as she started coughing and choking. As the tears started coming down her face, he would pull back, smiling playfully at her before he continued to fuck her throat. 

All the while, Laura looked up, completely relaxed with what seemed to be a smile around his thick black cock. She had the urge to reach down and play with herself, but he hadn't said that she could. She would wait for his instruction, knowing that it would make it that much more enjoyable. 

After minutes of fucking her throat, Ron pulled out and moved towards the couch, stripping off his clothes. Laura remained on her knees, sitting and watching as he disrobed.

After stripping off his clothes, Ron sat on the couch. "Do a strip tease for me, my favorite slut."

The last word was music to her ears. She started swaying to the music in her head, knowing she was a good slut for him made her feel more desirable. She slowly removed her sports bra, revealing her lovely large breasts. She turned, giving Ron a great view of her ass, which she knew was Ron's favorite part of her. She bent at the waist, pushing her nice taut butt towards him as she pushed her shorts over her hips; resting them halfway over the globes of her ass. She swore she heard him gasp in appreciation. 

She bent even lower, looking around herself to watch Ron enjoying himself as he stroked his spit covered cock. The shorts slid down to her ankles, then she stepped out of them. She stood there in nothing but a pink thong. 

Laura turned to face him, her thumbs hooked into the sides of her thong. Before she could start to slide them down, Ron motioned for her to come to him. 

Ron turned Laura around and slightly pushed on her back, letting her know that he wanted her bent over. As she bent, Ron pulled her thong down slowly, inching forward to slide his tongue along her ass. When he got the thong down to her thighs, he began teasing her asshole with the tip of his tongue. First, it made her move away slightly before instincts took over and she pushed back, giving his probing tongue access to her hole. 

After he slid the thong to her knees, he used both hands and grasped her ass cheeks, spreading them wide and exposing both her holes, enjoying the hairlessness of her as he used this tongue to lick the drops of her juice as it started sliding along her slit. Laura's legs got weak for a moment before she regained her composure and relaxed, enjoying the attention that she received. 

"Step out of your thong, slut."

Laura took a step forward, the thong sliding effortlessly to the ground. Ron stood up and pulled his shirt off. Then slowly took his pants and boxers off, his cock standing straight up, still wet with her spit, but with precum forming at the top of the cockhead.

Looking into her eyes, Ron told Laura, "Grab the couch."

Laura slowly walks over to the couch as she has done several times before. Bending at the waist, she reached over and grabbed the back of the couch, spreading her legs wide. Ron walked up behind her, and pushed two fingers inside her wet slit while pushing his thumb into her ass. Working his fingers in and out slowly, he heard Laura moaning in pleasure as her holes were being explored. She pushed back slightly, but not much as she knows that he loved teasing her. 

Slowly, he slid his hand so that her holes were empty. Ron took his fingers and sucked the juices off them. He pushed the fingers into her asshole, wet from both her juices and his saliva. Laura shuttered briefly, then relaxed. She loved her ass being played with, almost more than vaginal sex alone.

Easing behind her, Ron took his cock in his free hand and started sliding it up and down Laura's slit. It was so wet that it almost instantly slid inside her pussy, causing both members to gasp audibly. Ron quickly pulled his hand from her ass and used both hands to grasp her hips, so that he could force himself to slowly ease into her waiting pussy. He held her still and pushed his throbbing cock inside her, as slowly as he possibly could so that he could enjoy every possible moment that he could. 

Laura bit her lip. She both loved and hated this part of it. Part of her craved the long build up, making her legs get weak and her body ache with the anticipation. The other parts of her wished that he would grab her tighter and force his cock deep into her, making her scream as her pussy stretched around his cock. She wanted to be used, to be pounded, to be left sore and exhausted. 

Ron started sliding his cock back and forth, his length seeming longer than his 8 inches, his girth almost feeling like a coke can. He gripped her hips tightly as he started building momentum. A few, short seconds later, he was pounding his entire length inside her, his balls slapping against her cunt lips, the sound echoing throughout the room. 

He took his left hand off her hip and started slapping her ass as he called her his little white slut. The slapping of her ass was off rhythm of his balls slapping against her. He loved watching her ass jerk with each swat, the sharp intake of air and the sound of her joyous whimpers. He likes when they finish and he could see the red reminders on her ass. 

A few minutes later, he eased out of her wet pussy. He reached up to her hair and pulled firmly. Laura loved having her hair pulled. She loved being controlled and moved; it helps her forget about her responsibilities and obligations. 

Ron guided Laura onto the couch, putting her on her knees as he pushed her head down against the couch. Her ass was raised near the edge of the couch. He moved to the side, enjoying the view as he move behind her again. This time, with ease he slid inside her. He put his hands on her ass, spreading the cheeks wide. He naturally moved his thumbs towards her anus, taking a grip and spreading her asshole wide open. 

He loved gaping her ass. He loved that she loved being used for sex; all three of her holes for his pleasure. He started off fast this time, slamming his cock into her pussy, balls slapping away as he pushed his cock in as deep as he can go before pulling out. He loved watching as his black cock would disappear into her wet, pink hole as he continue to drive his cock in and out of her. 

She couldn't be quiet if she wanted. The pounding of his cock and the slapping of his balls caused her body to react. He abs contracted and her moans became louder the longer he kept at this pace. It took less than a minute for her to scream and moan at top volume, more than evident that she was about to cum. Ron took the queue and gripped hard as he kept his cock deep inside her, letting her hips buck and her ass push back as she came, her juices beginning to leak down her thighs. 

As her climax began to subside, he started thrusting inside her again, digging his fingers into her ass cheeks as enjoyed the feeling of her flooded pussy as her juices started flowing. He loved how silky her cunt felt each time she came. It made him renew his vigor as he started pumping faster and harder. 

Laura's screams and moans echoed in every corner of the apartment. It was feeding her frenzy, driving her to be more vocal as she felt and enjoyed the penetration of his thick black cock spreading her labia and bottoming out inside her. She loved not only the feeling of the cock inside her, but knowing that he was using her strictly for his pleasure. She wanted to be used, to lose her mind inside herself, inside this action. 

She felt her legs spreading slightly more in order to allow him to penetrate deeper. She loved feeling the pain that came with the pleasure; his cock slamming deep against the back of her cunt, pounding and slamming hard into her, barely letting her catch her breath between screams and moans. 

Ron slowed his action, somewhat to allow her to catch her breath, but mostly to keep his endurance for as long as he could. 

He lifted her off the couch, heading towards the room. Laura wrapped her legs around him, feeling the head of his cock brush against her ass with every step. She tried to will herself lower to feel the thick head inside her again. She had to just wait a few more moments to feel it, as once he got against the wall of her room, her body was lowered on his cock. Ron felt her heels resting on his ass as her mouth opened, gasping as she felt the pleasure that she wanted. When her mouth opened, Ron kissed her deeply, feeling her breathing into him as she started clinching and bouncing on his dick. 

He reached lower and teased her anus with her fingertips, feeling them slowly penetrate her as she lowered her body even more. Laura's body loved this; it yield easily to her holes being filled; her mouth with his tongue, her ass with his fingers and her pussy with the thickness of his cock. 

Ron loved this too; loved felling her being filled with him. He loved the confidence of knowing that she was well pleased. He knew that he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He summoned his strength once more and carried her to the bed. 

He laid her on her back, her butt barely on the edge of the bed, as he grabbed her ankles and placed them on his shoulder. He positioned his cock against the opening of her pussy and started slowly fucking her again. He eased forward and looked down, watching the length of his black cock sliding into her wet hole. 

This was it, he knew. A few more thrusts and he would cum hard and wouldn't be able to stop it. He looked up at Laura, who had already reached a hand between her legs and started playing with her clit. She felt the tell-tale throbbing that he was going to fill her again. This was her power, knowing that she would drain him of his cum. She knew that this is what he wanted from her and was more than glad to allow it.

He leaned forward with one final thrust. She felt him fill her pussy, stretching her walls, and bottoming out inside her. He pussy clinched in orgasm as she felt him stop. His cock was pulsing deep inside her as he let his seed fill her. She smiled knowingly that he was pleased. 

Ron started working and out again, knowing he had only a few moments before his cock wasn't as hard as it currently was. He worked his cock in and out of her hole, trying to give her one more orgasm before he was done. He pushed her legs against her chest as he started working in and out as hard as he could. He was rewarded with her having another orgasm, coating his cock with her juices one last time before the evening was done. 

Ron rolled Laura completely on the bed as he went into the restroom and showered. When he finished, he walked into the bedroom, kissing her on the cheek. As he told her goodbye, he also told her that he knew she was awake and to enjoy her shower and that he hoped he gave her exactly what she needed for her birthday.



Laura's Birthday



He had her in his second period class, biology. He had noticed her like many others and admired from afar only starting to talk with her that year. Her name was Laura.

It all started when he brought in a sucker to eat during that class. There was no reason behind it he just thought it would be a good idea. When he got there Laura went up to him and asked him if he had anymore and he said no but he would bring her one tomorrow. 

The next day she went up to him and he just tossed her one of the ones he didn't like and it turned out to be her favorite so he kept bringing them in for her.

Laura was a very pretty girl. She had long blond hair down to the bottom of her shoulder blades that waved around just right. She had a slightly potato-ish nose but it worked well and wasn't noticed much because most people would be distracted by her deep sea green eyes.

She was thought of as kind of a tease and he knew it but that just made him want her more. After months of giving her suckers he finally didn't give her one for the next few days since she was being bitchy and entitled about it. 

She came into class after a few days and asked for a sucker and said she was really hungry but he wasn't having any of that until she said her birthday was tomorrow. He decided that she could have one and started to say happy birthday but she told him not to since she didn't want others to know. 

He wondered why she didn't want to know but the next day he asked Laura and after a little pressing she finally gave in and told him that he would tell her after school at his house since she had been there when they were working on a presentation before and he said ok.

He could hardly sit through the rest of his classes thinking about what it could be. 

When Laura got to his house he was chilling out playing xbox and he let her in and turned off the tv. She sat there for a while then started to talk.

"When I was younger I used to celebrate my birthday like every kid did" she started. "But on my 18th birthday I was set to have a massive party with all of my friends coming and things went wrong. None of my so called friends showed up and they left me sitting alone at my house with a big party already set up. I went upstairs and was taking off my clothes to take a shower and clear my head. When I got upstairs all of my friends were there waiting in my room and they pointed and started laughing and taking pictures. Two of my guy friends reached out and pulled my arms out to my sides as I tried to cover up as much as I could. The only thing I had on was a pair of pink cotton cheeky panties and nothing else and they said I looked like a child wearing those underwear." 

He thought this was totally unrealistic since she had C cup breasts that he would stare at from time to time.

She went on. "They held me still for what felt like hours then started to feel me up and they did things like that for hours each taking turns with me until all of them had gotten off. I was covered from head to toe in cum from both boys and girls and they took more pictures of me. I later found out that they had posted all of the pictures and even had taken many more during all of it."

Laura stopped talking and looked at him. He reached over and started to rub her leg seeing the look of lust she had in her eyes and slowly ran his hand up under her tight black skirt. He didn't feel any panties and looked at her with a curious look but she just pushed his hand back under where he started fingering her pussy and rubbing circles around her clit. 

He stopped suddenly and picked her up carrying her to his bed where he pulled of her skirt in one swift motion leaving her beauty out in the open.

Her big breasts shook a little from taking the skirt of and it made her small bright pink nipples harden. He started looking down her past her toned stomach with her small belly button to her supple mound. She had a thin strip of her blond hair left right above her pussy that was perfect. Her two lips opened ever so slightly to hint at the pink velvet inside. 

He instantly leaned forward pushing his tongue as deep as he could into her perfect folds and looked up to meet her nervous eyes as she said "be gentle" in the softest voice he had ever heard come out of her. He pulled of his pants and slid up her body licking just the very tip of each of her nipples on the way to her mouth which he kissed deeply pushing his tongue into her mouth making her moan at tasting her juices for the first time. 

They looked into each other's eyes lovingly for what seemed like eternity before their desire grew too strong and Laura reached down gently grasping his dick and slowly pulling him into her pussy. He kept pushing until he bottomed out feeling his balls pressed against her asshole. 

That's when they started to fuck.

He pulled out till just the tip was inside then slammed back in full force making her cry his name out in a long yell. He pulls out again and slams backs in doing this over and over building to an early orgasm but Laura is just ahead of him as she screams his name and starts squirting on him. Her cum shoots out of her like a hose and leaves a massive wet spot on the bed as he keeps thrusting speeding up as he gets close. With one massive thrust he goes over the edge and starts cumming deep into her pussy calling out a long withdrawn "LAURA" and it brought her to another mind shattering orgasm making her writhe below him moaning and gasping for air.

He finally finishes cumming and pulls out falling to her side as his cum flows out of Laura and soaks his bed sheets more. He regains his energy before her and reaches over into his nightstand and pulls out a little egg that he pushes deep into Laura's pussy making her moan. 

He then pulls out another smaller egg and rubs it on her soaked pussy before jamming the golf ball sized egg up her ass causing her to cry out from the sudden pain of having something in her ass for the first time.He tells her to go home and shower but not to try to take the eggs out.

But before she leaves he grabs the sucker he had in his mouth looked her in the eye and jammed it up her ass. He leaves it there for a few seconds then pulls it out and sticks it in her mouth. He stops her licking and puts it up her pussy and takes it for himself to suck on as she leaves.

The next day as she walks into biology she sees him and he pulls out a little remote and she gives him a death glare until he turns the knob to high and the eggs start to shake full force deep in her pussy and ass making her yelp and everyone looks her way as she turns deep red. She is breathing heavy and trying not to moan but the eggs are bringing her closer to an orgasm.

She knows that she's about to cum hard and she grabs her notebook and bites down on it as she cums with full force. She makes little whimpering noises and manages to keep from having many people look at her as her orgasm subsides but it takes a while and the eggs are still going and a minute later she has another powerful orgasm. He decides she's had enough for now and turns of the eggs and Laura lets out a sigh of relief. She looks down though and finds that her cum had soaked through her tight white jeans making her pussy get outlined and her white lacy panties visible.

She sits at her desk until the bell rings when she runs to the bathroom holding her books over her pussy and ass. She runs into a stall and tries to dry off the cum as best as possible but that's right when he walked in and pushed open her stall door. 

She tells him what a dick he was to do that but he pulls her to him and works down her pants while turning on the remote again to a medium setting making her moan from the pleasure. He pulls down his pants and his already raging hard dick is shoved into her pussy a few times until he pulls out and pushes into her but as she moans in pleasure and pain. 

He lets out a gasp as he gets all the way in and starts thrusting increasing speed with each stroke. They thrust back and forth with each other for a few minutes before he turns the eggs on high pulls out and pushed her to her knees as she squirms nearing an orgasm. He pushes his dick into her mouth one time before pulling out and shooting five thick streams up her face and into her hair leaving her all sticky. 

He takes a few pictures on his phone and grabs her panties leaving her with only her wet pants to cover her bottom and no toilet paper was left for her to wipe her face off so she had to get to the other bathroom across campus with people looking at her wondering what the hell was all over her.

Laura made it through the day ok after that since he only turned on her eggs to the low setting just enough to make her legs all warm and squishy and her pants not able to dry so her pussy was clearly visible all day.

She got home and instantly went upstairs to take a shower shedding her clothes on the way. She gets upstairs and opens her room to find him sitting there with nothing but her pink cotton panties on from the night of her old birthday.

She laughed then went and jumped in the bed ready for what happened next.



Laura's Birthday Surprise



This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental, except for the character of Rob Bourdon of ‘Linkin Park’ and this never happened to him either.

Warning: Intended for mature, open-minded readers due to some sexual content.

In the early morning of January 27, 2002, a very pretty, blonde haired, young woman awoke suddenly in her bunk bed. Glancing down at her alarm clock on the bedside table, she discerned it was only 2:30 a.m. and realized it was far too early in the morning to get up, even if today was her long awaited eighteenth birthday.

Laying there wide awake, idly wondering what could have caused her to waken so suddenly, unless it was just excitement left over from the birthday party she had with friends on the previous evening or her eager anticipation of the presents from her family, she suddenly observed a unsubstantial figure of a man beginning to step through her wall!

‘Oh my God!’ Laura thought to herself. ‘Not them again!’

The ‘them’ the young woman was referring to were Irvine, Selphie and Zell – three characters in a role playing video game, who had turned out to be real people after all and had tumbled through Laura’s wall several months earlier on their way home through something known as time compression, which had sent them a thousand years into their past!

As the young man continued to step through the wall into the room, Laura was able to recognize that it wasn’t Irvine or Zell, although she couldn’t believe her own eyes nonetheless.

‘Oh my God!’ she thought again. ‘I must be dreaming!’

There standing in her room was Rob Bourdon, the drummer for ‘Linkin Park,’ who just happened to be her all time ‘hottie.’

“He’s even better looking in person,” Laura gasped softly.

Indeed the young man, who was looking around the teenager’s bedroom in obvious confusion, was extremely attractive and, as his gaze finally alighted on Laura, in her top bunk bed, as her younger sister was gone overnight to a sleepover at a friend’s house, he demanded, “Hey! You, girl! What are you doing in my motel room?”

Assuming she was dreaming, Laura pinched herself hard on the back of her left arm. 

“Ow!” she cried out.

The young man started to back up, his arms held straight out from his body.

“I never touched you,” he protested. “But how did you get in here?” he persisted.

“Look around you,” Laura directed. “Does this look like your motel room?” she asked sarcastically.

Taking a good hard look around the room, the young man had to admit to himself that the room didn’t bear the slightest resemblance to the motel room he had been entering just a moment before.

“W-Where am I?” he stammered.

“You’re in my bedroom,” Laura explained.

“No, I mean – I was in Colorado Springs a minute ago. Where am I?” the young man asked plaintively.

“Oh, New Jersey,” Laura answered.

“New Jersey!” he exclaimed aloud.

“Shhh,” she cautioned. “You’ll wake my parents and my kid brother.”

Jumping quickly off the top bunk to forestall any more loud outbursts from him, Laura flushed crimson, as her t-shirt slipped up past her waist exposing her bare naked body from the waist down for a split second, when she jumped to the floor.

‘Oh, great,’ Laura thought ruefully, as this was the one night she hadn’t worn her usual sleep attire.

Observing that Rob’s eyes had widened considerably for that split second, Laura realized he hadn’t missed a thing.

“That’s a very intriguing belly button ring, you have there,” Rob commented, with a sly grin.

Stepping towards her and lifting up her t-shirt with his right hand totally exposing her pubic area, he inquired, “Mind if I take a closer look?”

Slapping hard at his hands, Laura demanded, “Get back right now!”

Stepping back as directed, the young man demanded, “Who are you?”

“My name is Laura,” the teenage girl answered.

The handsome young man began to say, “And my name is -.”

“Oh, I certainly know who Rob Bourdon of ‘Linkin Park’ is,” the young woman interrupted. He looked pleased to have been recognized so readily.

“And now for the big question,” Rob stated, running his eyes up and down her blonde haired, blue-eyed, five foot, two inch curvaceous figure. “How old are you?”

“I – I’m eighteen,” Laura stammered, suddenly nervous because his gaze was causing her to feel extremely underdressed.

“Are you sure about that?” the young man asked, appearing highly suspicious. “I’m sorry, but I’ve been fooled before…you know…on the road and stuff.”

“Of course I’m sure of it,” the young beauty insisted. “Today’s my birthday, as a matter of fact.”

“Then let me see your driver’s license,” the young handsome drummer demanded.

“I don’t have a driver’s license yet,” Laura pouted. “My parents won’t let me get one until I’m eighteen.”

“Yeah, right,” Rob commented. “Then if you’re eighteen, why don’t you have one?”

Laura flushed with anger and riposted, “I just told you! Today is my eighteenth birthday.”

“Here,” she retorted, crossing the room to her dresser and opening up her wallet. The young blonde passed him something from her wallet.

“That’s my state issued I.D. card,” Laura explained.

Looking at it closely in the dim light, Rob squinted to read the dates and to study the picture and then glanced up at her.

“This isn’t you,” the young man insisted.

“It most certainly is me,” Laura insisted frustrated.

“No,” Rob insisted, with a grin on his handsome face. “This is a picture of a young chimpanzee.”

“Oh, give me that,” Laura said, while laughing and snatching the card from his hand.

“What’s all this about my age anyway?” Laura inquired.

The handsome young drummer named Rob responded in a serious tone. “Because I am going to make love to you tonight and I want to make certain it’s legal.”

The young beauty blushed uncontrollably and didn’t know how to respond to such an audacious statement from her number one heart throb.

“Aw, you’re so sweet,” he laughed. “You’re blushing.” And he leaned down suddenly and began to passionately kiss the startled beauty.

As she slightly struggled in his embrace, not really wanting to break away, Rob reached his hands beneath her t-shirt and began to lightly stroke places on her body that had never been touched…at least, not in that way.

Moaning slightly and feeling totally overwhelmed, Laura felt his tongue enter her mouth through her slightly parted lips, and his hands, gently roving her body, touching her in intimate places. She surrendered to the passion of the moment and began to feverously return his kisses.

When Rob reached down and gripped the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head and off her body, leaving her completely bereft of apparel, the blonde beauty stood completely stunned. She was beautiful with ripe full breasts, and had soft down hair that lay beneath her narrow waist.

It was only when the young handsome drummer finally spoke that Laura was prompted to cover her private areas with her hands.

“You are so lovely,” Rob murmured. 

“Don’t cover yourself,” the young man protested, while gently pulling her hands down. “There’s no shame here. Your body is a thing of beauty.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” she gently retorted. “You’re still dressed.”

“Then come undress me,” the young man challenged, with a twinkle in his eye.

Laura stepped forward with trembling hands and began to unbuckle his belt. The young blonde beauty unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down, while Rob looked on, naturally very interested in the proceedings. When she pulled his pants down, his blue bikini briefs came into her view.

“I can’t do this,” Laura whispered, badly shaken while stepping back from the half undressed young drummer.

“What? Undress me or make love?” the handsome young man asked, disappointment obvious in his voice.

“Both,” she tersely explained.

“Well, I won’t force you,” Rob stated, sincerity dripping from every his word.

And yet his actions belied his statement, as he proceeded to continue the process that Laura had begun and soon appeared before her in his natural state being the first man she had ever seen who was stark naked.

Laura gasped, because her eyes were naturally drawn to his throbbing erection.

Too big, huh?” the young drummer joked. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

He reached out and pulled her slight body to him and embraced her. Laura felt she was melting in his strong arms.

After a few minutes, he murmured, “I won’t force you. It has to be your choice.”

Deciding that it didn’t matter anyway, because this certainly was only a dream, she took him by the hand and led him to the bottom bunk bed and climbed in and then pulled him in on top of her.

Sensations she had never felt before flowed through her body as Rob gently suckled her nipples, while continuing to run his hands over the lower half of her body. Strange, heretofore unknown feelings flooded her consciousness, as the young man used his hand to dally with the folds of her labia, opening places that had never before been unwrapped by a man.

Suddenly Laura felt Rob sliding his tongue into her opened vagina, where his hand had been exploring and she began to writhe in excitement and moan softly. Suddenly, almost too quickly, the young blonde felt her body fully responding with her orgasm washing from her and every nerve in her body screaming in pleasure.

“Oh God!’ the young beauty cried out.

Rob quickly covered her mouth with his firm right hand to forestall anyone waking to her cries of ecstasy.

“Shh,” the attractive man cautioned, her cum still visible on his face.

“Oh, God,” Laura repeated, this time in a whisper. “That was so good.”

“I’m glad.” The young drummer smiled sweetly at her.

Rob leaned down and began to offer soft kisses to the young woman’s upper body with the touch of a velvet glove. It seemed to Laura that five men were kissing her, rather than just one from the delight she was experiencing. She gasped when the young man suddenly pushed his hard prick into her already dripping labia.

Rob continued to thrust tenderly with his cock against the young woman’s hymen, allowing her the time to adjust to the new sensations she was experiencing…both pleasurable and not. The handsome young man rested easily on his knees and elbows while rocking back and forth and whispered, “I’ll be gentle, sweet thing,” and began to kiss away some slight tears of pain that had sprung from the blonde beauty’s eyes.

Continuing to thrust, Rob suddenly burst through her virginity causing Laura to cry out in pain. “Shhh,” he cautioned, “It will only last a minute.”

And, sure enough, the young, blonde woman discovered in a short while that her lover had spoken the truth as the pain subsided and was replaced by exquisite sensations incomparable to anything she had previously experienced. Her entire room appeared to her as a kaleidoscope of colors as everything seemed to mix together in her consciousness.

The young beauty began to answer physically by moving her hips in time, when the handsome drummer, realizing his lover’s discomfort was now a thing of the past, began to thrust more vigorously with his emboldened penis.

“Ah, Ah,” Laura moaned, as again her feminine essence cascaded from her. This time the physical feelings were so intense the beautiful blonde reached out and gripped her young lover by his upper arms and squeezed them so hard they left marks as she forcibly managed to half sit up pressing her upper body against his.

“Oh, God! Oh, God!” she screamed.

The handsome young drummer’s thrusting prick began to spurt into Laura as he felt sensations he had seldom experienced. “You’re fantastic,” he murmured to the blonde young woman, his words further enflaming Laura’s sense of total fantasy.

The handsome drummer lay embraced with Laura in her small bunkbed.

“You’re wonderful,” he murmured. “Are you going to be here tomorrow night?” he asked.

“I’m here every night,” Laura answered, with a laugh.

“Then I’ll be back after the gig,” he promised. And he held her tightly until she fell asleep.

………………..

Awakening in the morning, Laura opened her eyes and was perplexed when she noticed she was sleeping in the lower bunk, when she had gone to sleep in the top. Sitting up and swinging her feet on to the floor, she was even more confused when she noticed she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

Standing up slowly because she was suddenly experiencing some discomfort in her groin area, she noticed her t-shirt laying over against the wall and then glancing back at the bed saw evidence of her nocturnal adventures. Suddenly the realization of her dream flooded her consciousness.

“Oh, my God,” she gasped. “It wasn’t a dream!”

Laura began smiling as she remembered his last words to her. She certainly hoped he didn’t show up tonight until her younger sister had fallen asleep.

The End