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Bonnie
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Bonnie
by Barry Wagstaff
Because I lived so far away from the hospital where I worked, when I was on
call I had to stay at the hospital for the night/weekend. I would busy myself
with this or that but generally there was not much to do during those times.
Occasionally I would be invited to someone's house for dinner or to a party
for the evening. Much time was passed in the simple watching of movies on
television.
Late one Friday afternoon beginning a weekend on call, a young lass presented
herself to me and introduced herself as Bonnie. Bonnie was a slight woman of
21 years with a pretty face, light brown hair and blue eyes. She worked
around the hospital as a volunteer and lived at home with her parents. She
was 5'2" tall and weighed but 100 pounds. Her body was compactly built and
she had a fine, beautifully rounded ass and pert little breasts with upturned
nipples. She wore glasses which, when removed, showed off how really pretty
she was.
We talked for a time and she explained that she did not have a boyfriend and
was rather a loner. She related a story of having been recently raped in the
parking lot of the hospital by a male acquaintance. I found the story
strangely inconsistent, but was supportive of her belief in the absence of
other data. I was seated in a stuffed vinyl covered chair in a remote part of
the hospital and she was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of and
facing me. She was wearing a shirt which buttoned up the front and it had the
two top buttons opened. Her blue jeans were very tight fitting and of the
type which buttoned up the front. In her position I could clearly see the
crotch of her jeans and that the rough material was digging into her slit.
She noticed me looking between her legs and immediately shifted her position
.... so that I could have a better view!
I was clothed in a set of surgical scrubs and had removed my shoes. It was
growing dark outside and since it was June, I presumed that we had been
talking for hours. At my suggestion, we ran out for a bite to eat. Over
dinner I asked if she had a time she was expected home and she explained that
she was free to come and go as she pleased. This was her summer vacation from
college. In the Fall she would be returning for her senior year. We finished
eating about 930pm and returned to our secluded room at the hospital. I
resumed my position on the overstuffed chair and she excused herself to use
the bathroom. I followed her so that I might listen to her pee. She closed
and locked the bathroom door and shortly I was treated to a most forceful
noise of peeing. When she was about done, she squirted out the remaining
urine in short, powerful bursts the way a fella does. I hurried back to the
chair and pretended to not be paying attention to Bonnie's bathroom
activities. Unfortunately there has been no keyhole through which I could
have watched.
She came into the room again buttoning up her jeans. She had unbuttoned
another of her shirt buttons. I wondered.... She was fussing with her jeans
and without even one button fastened I could clearly see her panties, a light
apricot color. She was looking intently at her buttons and not at me. She
finally muttered something about having eaten too much and presented herself
before me. "Would you please button these for me?", she inquired. I extended
my hands and with deliberation, rubbed her pussy hair through her panties
while attempting to fasten her buttons. She ignored what I was doing with her
fur, while obviously pushing out her abdomen out so that buttoning her jeans
was impossible. I chuckled and suggested that perhaps we should wait a while
for her belly to shrink some. Bonnie readily agreed and promptly sat in my
lap. Though my dick was not hard before she sat, it started rising shortly.
She snuggled up against me.
Odd. This woman was 'raped' not long ago and now she is trying to play kissy
face in a not-so-subtle way? No sale!
Boldly, I placed my right palm on her abdomen. She clenched my neck with her
right hand which encircled my shoulders. She had her head tucked under my
chin and neck. Deftly, my hand slid up until it encountered the curve of her
left breast. I could feel that she wore a brassiere, odd to me, since she was
clearly an A cup size and no woman with breasts like that should shield them
from admiring eyes. To my caress of her covered breast she whimpered.
Carefully her shirt buttons were undone. Occasionally I would dip my hand
into her jeans and under the waistband of her bikini panties so that I could
play in her fur. She shifted her hips side-to-side in a fashion which I had
learned is masturbatory for a woman. So she liked what I was doing. But in
my ear she whispered, "No..."
Perplexing.... so I just held onto her, with my right hand planted firmly on
her left breast. Evidently we fell asleep since the clock showed 11pm when I
awoke. Bonnie was sleeping soundly while cuddled up against me. Her right
arm was around my shoulders and neck and her left hand was resting on my
chest. She looked angelic lying there sleeping. Her jeans were still
unzipped and I was sure that by now she had digested enough to facilitate
rebuttoning them as she had requested earlier. Testing that theory, I
carefully tried to button her up. She stirred and mumbled, "No...", and
snuggled in closer. So I slipped my hand inside her jeans on top of her
panties and pushed my fingers toward her crotch. Bonnie shifted herself a bit
and spread her legs allowing me better access to Heaven.
I wonder what she had been dreaming about while sleeping since my fingers
found the crotch of her panties to be slippery. Pressing inward I could feel
her pussy lips but something was different about her anatomy. I had to
explore this some more. Using my index and middle fingers flattened out I
rubbed over her pussy from her anus up past her clitoral hood. She squirmed
and hugged my neck. I kissed her cheek and her neck which she readily
extended to allow me better access. She began stiffening her body and
straightening out her legs while she spread them even further apart.
Withdrawing my hand from her jeans I tried again to slip my fingers inside of
her panties. This time she allowed it and I got my first real feel of her
womanhood. I could identify the requisite external anatomical features which
made Bonnie a woman, but some of her 'parts' did not feel like any others
which I had felt before. She was really holding her body stiff at this point,
so I whispered in her ear, "Everything okay?". I was referring to her pussy,
but I don't know about what she answered with, "Fine, just fine...".
With a sudden movement I slipped out from under Bonnie and kneeled on the
floor before her. She sat back a bit in the chair which caused her jeans to
slip down her hips a bit so that I could see all of her panties. Reaching out
I grasped the waistband of them and pulled down slightly. She resisted and
said that she did not want to make love with me yet. I explained that I
understood and that there were some other things we could do that were lots of
fun and not related to lovemaking itself. She relaxed with my encouragement
and assurance that I would not take advantage of her. She lifted her legs so
that I could easily remove her jeans leaving her panties in place. Spreading
her thighs with my hands, I placed my nose directly into her crotch and
breathed in my first whiff of her honey-like aroma. My dick was ragingly
hard, but I did not want to violate this pretty bunny's rules.
Extending my tongue I licked up her pantied slit and she moaned her approval.
With one hand I untied the string holding up my scrub pants and freed my
hardon so I could stroke myself. If I could not bury my dick inside of her,
at least I could enjoy the view while getting my rocks off. Bonnie used her
hands to remove her panties and then slid down the stuffed chair even further
so that her pussy was now hanging off the end of the chair. I could see her
anatomy quite clearly and her pussy lips were unusual in appearance. She had
scant outer lips but more interestingly she had very, very thin inner lips
covering her vaginal orifice. In fact, with her legs even slightly spread,
her vagina was left wide open to invaders. With my tongue, I lapped up some
of her lubrication, then forced my way into her vagina. She held my head in
her hands running them through my hair. I licked up toward her clitoris which
was entirely normal in appearance and responsivity. she ooohed and ahhhed her
approval. Meanwhile I was stroking my dick and by this time my nuts had drawn
up close to my body and begun to mobilize a load for delivery. Backing up on
my haunches and sitting upright, I could look Bonnie in the eyes. While still
ringing rosie I used my other hand to work on unbuttoning Bonnie's blouse and
with that done, pulling her bra up over her breasts. So here I was with this
beauty's breasts bared, her pussy inches from my dick, and I was forced to
beat off. Now that I could look at her breasts, I moved my left hand back
down so that I could use my thumb to massage her clitoris. Inching forward, I
rubbed the head of my dick in her lubrication. She opened her eyes and gave
me a stern look. I looked back and said, "I just have to cum, even if not
inside of you - the pressure is too much." "Okay, she responded." Okay,
what? Stick him in? Continue to beat off, what?
I could tell that I was getting close and started thrusting my hips some in
rhythm with my hand, and this resulted in less than 1/2 the head of my dick
going into Bonnie's tunnel. She did not complain so I pushed a bit harder and
buried the head of my dick inside of her pussy. God, she was tight! and felt
just wonderful. She reached down and pulled my dick out of her just as I
started to cum. And cum I did, with a vengeance. My semen sprayed against
her pudenda and up onto her pubic hair. She was laughing at my drained
expression. I was almost in Heaven. While I was catching my breath and
examining the extent of my liquid expulsion, Bonnie explained that she was
fearful of getting pregnant. Chuckling, I told her that I am babyproof. She
stammered and expressed her dismay at not having known that before else she
would have welcomed me inside of her. With that my dick rose up again, I
moved close to her and buried my dick inside. She was very slippery what with
all my cum spread around her vaginal lips. She wrapped her legs around my
back and hugged me inside of her, bucking against me and rubbing her clitoris
into my pubic bone. "Can you orgasm again?", she inquired. I explained that
it would take several hours probably before I could be reloaded enough to
squirt again. She looked at the clock and announced that she was expected
home, apologetically.
We got dressed and I bid her good night. This was Friday.
Saturday afternoon, Bonnie called to invite me to dinner with her and her
parents that evening. I readily accepted, figuring we could perhaps go out
together afterward. I arrived at 6pm and we supped. By 8pm we were done and
Bonnie asked if I would stay and watch TV with her. Again I accepted and we
watched TV with her parents until 1030 at which time her parents bid me
goodnight and went to bed. Bonnie's little sister was out with a friend, so
we were basically alone in the living room. For 30 minutes we watched TV and
snuggled. At 11pm, Bonnie excused herself and went to her room. She returned
shortly and I almost choked on my coke. She had changed into a baby doll
nightie and matching panties which looked to be brand new. Hopping onto the
couch she snuggled right up to me. I murmured that baby doll nighties make me
crazy and she replied demurely, "So I heard...". Gingerly I touched her
breast and she was instantly all over me, pushing me down on the couch and
unbuckling and unziping my pants. Freeing my dick she began licking it and
explained that since the night before she could not wait to get me inside of
her again. I was quite worried about her parents catching us, but she
assured me that once her folks retired for the night, they did not exit their
room. I asked if she might be a moaner, and she said that she did not know
since I was only her second sexual experience, her first being the rape.
Trying to apologize she silenced me saying that she had had me picked out for
some time and even though we weren't going to have a long term relationship,
she had decided that she wanted to have me.
Her licking had me hard in no time. Straddling me she pulled aside the crotch
of her panties and worked to engulf me with her warm pussy. She was not
particularly wet and as tight as she was since she was so petite, we were not
getting anywhere more than the head of me inside. I suggested some Vaseline
or KY jelly and she declined. I asked why she did not remove her panties and
she admitted a slight worry of being caught. I laughed and pointed out that
if her mother came out right now, with Bonnie dressed in a baby doll nightie
and me with my pants down around my ankles, there would be little doubt as to
what was occurring. She giggled and admitted the obvious. With that, she
asked me to swing around on the couch with my legs extended outward toward the
center of the room, to remove my trousers and underwear, and to slouch way
down keeping my legs together with my heels on the floor. In this position my
butt was right on the edge of the couch cushion.
Bonnie looked around and once convinced that there were no onlookers, she
removed her panties bringing her pretty bush and ass into view. She smiled at
me and turning around facing away, she proceeded to back up toward me
straddling my legs as she went until her calves were butted up against the
couch. I was beginning to get an idea of what she wanted to do. My dick was
raging and pointing more toward my head than up - a situation easily remedied
as Bonnie began squatting down aiming her twat at my cock. I just had to
watch this, I thought. With her hands, she was spreading her labia apart so
that her vagina was gaping open. She still was not wet. I could see my
dickhead impale her. It almost hurt, what with the dryness. Bonnie arched
her head back, tossing her hair in my face. I thrust up a bit to get a little
further inside. She said, "Ouch", and lifted up a little withdrawing me
slightly, then sat down a bit further. With each such movement my dick went
in a little further. "Is there a problem with lubrication?", I asked. No,
she said, but that it would take a few minutes to get going. Once she was
about 1/2 impaled, sum 4 inches, I could feel her cervix against my dickhead.
My hands were encircling her waist and she was resting her hands on my thighs,
leaning forward. Each time her cervix was touched, she let out a slight cry.
I wondered if it hurt.
"Are you having fun?", I queried. My own cum was rising as my gonads
disappeared up inside of my body being pulled so tightly. Bonnie assured me
that she felt great. I asked if she had ever had a guy cum inside of her and
she said, "Once", which I understood to be the rape. With that she shifted
her hips so that her pussy lips did a scissors number on my dick. My load
rose up immediately and I quickly said, "Don't do that or I can't hold back my
cum." She said, "GREAT!" and began scissoring my penis. The first eruption
occurred with Bonnie having withdrawn me from her pussy until just the head
was still inside of her. This served to lubricate her insides completely and
when she sat back down, my cock was buried completely and to the hilt. She
squealed out her pleasure as my dick hit her cervix and pushed it up and out
of the way. I held onto her hips and emptied my nuts into her while buried.
She leaned back against me, eyes closed and breathing heavily. I looked about
the room and a slight movement caught my eye. Turning my head while still
spurting my cum into her I saw a younger woman, perhaps a teenager, standing
by the door, having just come into the room. She had one hand in her mouth
and the other inside the front of her jeans obviously frigging herself.
I could feel the cum begin leaking out of Bonnie's pussy and running down onto
my balls which had now descended back into my scrotum. She had wrapped her
arms around herself and was gripping my arms at the elbow. Breathing deeply
and sighing she seemed quite content. I looked at her sister again, and
noticed that she was evidently going to cum directly. I whispered into
Bonnie's ear, "Want to see your sister have an orgasm?" She laughed and said
it was a ridiculous question. "Then don't look to your left."
Bonnie looked over just as her sister crossed over, holding onto the back of a
chair and grimacing. Bonnie tried to lurch off of me, but I would have none
of it wanting to stay buried inside of her for hours. She frantically tried
to cover up her nakedness, but there was nothing around to assist. She said,
"Please, not in front of my sister!" I asked, "Haven't you ever wanted to
know if you and your sister are made the same, or like sex? Haven't you ever
wanted to watch your sister having sex?" "She's only 18.", protested Bonnie.
Her sister, having completed her own orgasm, had removed her jeans but not her
panties, which were obviously soaked, and moved over so that she was standing
in front of Bonnie looking at her pussy. "Aren't you going to introduce me?",
she asked of Bonnie. "No.", was Bonnie's only response. Her sister was quit
pretty and had a nice body. She squatted down where she was and my shoeless
feet were promptly impaling her crotch area, which she moved around
masturbatorily. Bonnie was protesting her sister looking at us making love.
I found it extremely erotic. Sister asked Bonnie to lift up a little so she
could see my penis enter her. Bonnie said, "No.", but I was already lifting
her hips so that sister could see, and see she did. My dick was hardening
again and incredibly I could feel another load of semen readying itself for
launching. With one of her hands sister drew aside the crotch to her panties
and my toes were immediately treated to her wetness. My head was racing.
Would I bed the both of them tonight? Bonnie would never allow it!
With her other hand, sister was running her fingers through Bonnie's pubic
hair. Bonnie, eyes closed again, was swatting at her sister's hand trying to
stop her. "Are you a virgin?", I panted out to sister. "Yes.", she responded
looking directly at me. This could get very interesting, thought I, but I
doubted that Bonnie would participate in the deflowering of her sister
especially by me and especially at this time. "What do you have in mind?", I
queried her sister. "Some of what Bonnie is getting.", was her reply. Sister
leaned forward so she could clearly see my dick impaling Bonnie's pussy.
Bonnie suddenly raised up withdrawing me from her hole and turned around so
that she was facing me. Her sister took the opportunity to reach under and
feel my dick, and for a moment, while Bonnie was re-inserting me into her
twat, the sisters' hands touched. My load was impendingly close. Sister
maintained her meager hold on my dick while I bounced Bonnie up and down.
Knowing that my load was getting ready to burst forth, I motioned sister to
move up closer, which she did now riding on my knee. Her soaked panties felt
great. I told her as best I could that I was going to cum inside of Bonnie
again and that if she continued to hold on to my pecker, she would be able to
feel the spurting. She giggled and wrapped her petite hand tightly around the
base of my cock. With that, I reached up and massaged Bonnie's breasts
through her nightie and blew my wad. It gushed forth and began running back
out of Bonnie's vagina and all over her sister's hand. She squealed her
delight while Bonnie was grunting out hers. Bonnie collapsed against my chest
and her sister fell forward onto Bonnie's back. We rested a time and I was
staggered that our sounds had not awakened the parents in the house.
Bonnie stirred first, raising up and off of my now mostly deflated cock. Her
sister was still holding onto me, though. Bonnie moved away, fetched some
kleenex and began cleaning up her crotch. Sister began moving her hand up and
down trying to get me hard again, but was not having much success. She rose
up and quickly removed her panties. Bonnie promptly complained. Sister said
that she wanted to feel me inside of her, and moved up so that she was
straddling my penis which was still not erect. There was no way that my
limpish dick would be able to violate a virgin pussy, I was sure of this. I
was also a bit concerned about sister's age. What if she was not legal.
Bonnie protested, "If you fuck my sister, you'll never fuck me again." Her
sister spoke up, "That's okay, you can fuck me as long as you want.", and with
that she used one hand to spread open her pussy lips and the other to try to
stuff me inside of her. I watched eagerly and finally Bonnie came over to
watch, too. I was just too limp and she was just too tight. Bonnie laughed
at the predicament. Sister asked if she could fake it. I said I did not
care, and with that she laid my pecker down so that she could lay it out along
her whole slit. She adjusted her pussy lips so that I was packed in along the
course of her cunt with my glans resting on her clitoris and my balls resting
on her anus. With that sister started rocking back and forth and with all the
wetness about, my pecker was sliding back and forth along the course of her
slit essentially fucking her but not inside of her vagina. Bonnie was quite
amused by all this, chiding her sister for being unable to arouse me enough to
get inside. "I made him cum twice and you cannot even get him up."
I was not about to confess that this activity was making my dick hard again.
Sister surely knew it, too, and was not talking either. Sister was producing
gobs of lubrication and idea was forming in my mind about deflowering this
cherub. Sister leaned forward and whispered so that Bonnie could not hear,
"Come on, you're hard enough, fuck me, NOW!" Bonnie watched as I lifted her
sister's hips up enough that my cock could spring free and upright. Bonnie
exclaimed, "You're going to do it, aren't you. I don't believe it! You two
are going to fuck right in front of me!" Her sister nodded her intentions,
placed the head of my dick right at her vaginal orifice and sat down. My
dickhead plopped inside of her hymenal ring, sister grimaced, then sat down
the rest of the way until my dick was completely buried inside of her.
Smiling, she said, "Finally...". I reached up and massaged her still bra-and-
blouse covered breasts. Sister was moving herself up and down my cock while
Bonnie watched. I was too spent to build another load, but the sensation was
wonderful. I asked sister if she could cum like this and through gritted
teeth she said, "Almost there, all....most....there... eeeeeee, ah, here I
cummmmmmmm!" And she shook violently, squirming and impaling herself on my
cock. A few moments later she collapsed on top of me. Bonnie meanwhile was
fingering her clitoris.
None of us had heard their mother come into the room to investigate the
noises.
I made love with Bonnie several more times that summer, but I never had access
to her sister again..
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