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Nemesis- 1
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Subject: New Story:Nemesis-1 (MF)
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Standard Disclaimers Apply (we need more standard disclaimers).
The following story contains MF Sex (cons and non-cons)/Masterbation/etc...
If this is the kind of thing you don't want to read about then, buddy,
you're reading the wrong group (unless your gay, in which case your in the
right group and this just isn't your thang so just forget I said anything,
okay?).
Also, if you like the kind of story where they're doing 'it' by the second
paragraph then hit 'n' now and come back when your attension span is
longer then 2 seconds.
This story is copyrighted © Zooid 1994 but what the hell, do what you
like with it.
Any comments/hints/critisisms (except spelling) are always greatfully
received.
Zooid.
NEMESIS
Prolog : Another time, another place.
The night air was cold, she wished that she had worn a heavier
jacket and a longer dress. She could see her own breath each time she
breathed out and her legs, wrapped only in the thin nylon of her
pantyhose, were stinging with cold.
She walked head down, her arms crossed tightly but even so she was an
impressive figure to look at. She was short, 5 foot maybe, and she had a
slim build. Her features showed a mix of oriental and european blood and
her hair, which was straight and black hung down her back almost to her
waist in a thick plate. She was dressed in flat shoes and a short, black
one piece dress that fitted her body tightly. Her outline was only
slightly changed by the thin jacket she wore to cover her bare arms and
neck.
The party she had been to had not been a particularly good one, her
friend, Alison, had invited her but apart from greeting her at the door,
Alison had ignored her all evening. She had known a few other people to
talk to and most of the others by their faces but they were all intent
on getting quickly drunk and being childish. So she had left. It wasn't
far to her own house but it was quite late (or very early if you like)
and also very cold.
The heels of her flat shoes clicked loudly on the sidewalk, each
small detonation of sound causing a slight echo to rebound from the
houses across the street. Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her. She
stopped and turned her head to look. At first she thought there was
nothing there but then she made out the silioute of three figures as
they walked in the darkness between the pools of light cast by the
street lamps. She waited, tensely, until they walked into the light.
She recognised them as they stepped into the light, Kieth Carter,
Joel Smith, and Mike Stevenson, three jocks from her school. She had
seen them briefly at Alison's party but avoided them. Alison had a crush
on Mike which is why he was at the party, although he didn't care about
her at all. Where Mike went Keith and Joel went too. They where an evil
trio, always ready to tease, bully and intimidate. She didn't like the
way Joel would look at her when they passed in the halls at school.
She turned round and started walking again at a brisker pace but it
was too late, they had already seen her. She heard a shout and then
running feet. She felt a shiver of anger but she didn't run, she
lengthened her stride and her face set in a determined mask.
Joel ran past her, and then turned and stopped in front of her,
Mike ran to a stop beside her and she could her Keith behind her. She
tried to walk past Joel but he stepped in her way.
"Hey Mo, what's the rush. You left the party before we had a chance
to get aquainted". said Joel, his breath steaming out in the cold air,
She smelt beer and something stronger on it.
"I don't want to get aquainted with you, Let me pass I want to go
home." Her voice was hushed, almost a whisper.
"Now that's not very friendly after all the trouble we went through
just to get you an invite to Alison's party" said Joel smiling.
She lifted her head and looked him in the eye for the first time.
"What trouble, what do you mean?"
"Why Mikey here told Alison that if she didn't invite you then he
wouldn't come, she took a lot of persuading didn't she Mike?" said Joel.
"I'll say" said mike with a grin "but I told her she had to pay for
the rubbers." While they giggled at this Mo shivered and felt the
hairs at the back of her neck rise.
"Now don't you think that after all that trouble I deserve a little
good night kiss?" said mike taking a step nearer Mo,
"No." she said shaking her head, stepping back as Joel came forward.
"Oh come on, just a little one?" said Joel covering the ground
between them.
"No." said Mo, her voice barely audible. She stepped back and
realised her mistake too late. Keith grabbed her upper arms and held
her.
"You know, my ol' man told me that oriental women have their cunts on
sideways. Maybe I'll find out if thats true tonight." As he finished
speaking Joel stepped up close in front of Mo, so close she had to look
up, craning her neck to look into his face. He smiled down into her
glaring face for a moment and then, grabbing her chin in his hand, he
tried to kiss her.
Before their lips touched Mo's knee impacted with his groin. He was
standing a little slouched to kiss her and her aim had been off target
hitting his thigh first and so losing some of it's force. Never the less,
Joel crumbled like a paper bag, his breath gasping out in a long steamy
breath. Keith hardly registered this before the heel of her shoe stamped
on his toes and her elbow jabbed him in the ribs and then she was
moving, running away from them. Very fast and unnervingly quiet.
All this had happened before Mike had a chance to think.
He stared after her fleeing figure and then crouched by Joels side.
"Joel..." Mike began.
"Get the bitch!" hissed Joel dragging himself to his feet with Mikes
support, the tears streaming down his face. Then they started after Mo,
Mike leading, Joel lurching beside him and Keith limping behind.
She had a good head start and was fit and healthy but they where
stronger and bigger and she prayed that they wouldn't catch up.
She had hardly gone a block when she heard their footsteps behind
her. Joel and Keith had quickly recovered, their pain fuelling their
rage and speed. She came to a patch of waste land on her left and on
impulse ran into it, if she could find a place to hide or lose them in
the dark then she might be safe.
A couple of hundred yards into the waste ground and Mike's flying
tackle, his arms around her waist, brought her to the ground. Mo landed
heavily, the rough ground tore her pantyhouse and grazed her legs.
One of the shoulder straps of her dress snapped. Mo struggled on the
ground with keith until she managed to bring her knee to his chin with
enough force to throw him off but it was too late, Joel and Keith had
caught up. She got warily to her feet.
"Where're you gonna run to now, Bitch?" Joel spat at her. Keith
giggled as Mike rose to his feet grinning and dusting himself off.
The boys had surrounded her blocking any chance for her to escape again
but they were wary of her now and did not close in. She glared at them
defiantly, a small trickle of blood running down her cheek from a cut
she received when she had been tackled.
"I hear you're Mama is a whore." said Keith, speaking for the first
time. "I heard you Papa met her in a Whorehouse over in 'Nam"
"That how she pay for the big house that you an' her live in since
your daddy died?" Mike chipped in, "She got to have some damn good
special tricks to get that kind of money."
"Uhuh," said Keith as if to agree for her "She teach you any tricks,
she teaching you the family business?"
"Did she teach you any tricks?" Joel's voice was quiet and menacing.
"I bet she did, I bet she taught you real well."
Mo's eyes never left Joels all through these jibs. At the back of
his mind something struck Joel as strange, she didn't seem frightened of
them anymore. She just looked determined and angry.
"Well I'd like to see some of those tricks." said Joel unzipping his
Jeans and pulling out his penis, large and painfully erect. "I guess we
all would."
Mike and Keith's eyes shone with lustful gleam as Joel reached out
to grab Mo's shoulder.
You could hear the first bones break from a hundred yards away.
You could hear the screams from three blocks away in the cold and
clear night air but they faded away before the approaching sirens could
join them.
NEMESIS
Chapter 1: In the Gym.
"Shit! I hate Gym." Alice sat down with a thump on the bench next
to the Gym lockers, her Gym bag landing with a heavy thump on the floor
at her feet. Her face bore a fierce scowl as she undid the zipper and
started to take her Gym kit out.
"No you don't." Heather, one of the other three girls surrounding
Alice as they prepared for Gym, smiled with an impish grin. "You just
hate the thought that Harry 'The Horse' might see how fat your thighs
are."
"I do not!" scowled Alice in mock indignation, flicking a towel at
Heather before grinning back at her.
Despite her denial it was the thought of Harry, her boyfriend of a
few weeks seeing her in her Gym kit that did cause her trepidation. He
had already seen more then just her thighs but she was worried that when
he a chance to compare her with the other girls in her class he might
find her lacking in some way. She had little to worry about, her figure
was slim and lithe with wide hips and larger then average breasts. She
had curly blond hair reaching to her shoulders in an easy bob that
framed her face, with it's wide innocent blue eyes, perfectly.
Her stomach was light and fluttery with antisipation. Harry's class
would be in the Gym now and when the buzzer went to indicate the next
period Alice knew that the girls would file into the halls and stand
against the wall whilst the boys stored the Gym equipement and left.
This would give Harry plenty of time to study her competition, as she was
beginning to think of her classmates.
"Is it true, Alice, what they say about Harry, you know...?" Janine,
another of Alice's close friends left the question hanging.
Heather and Judy, the last of the trio, both looked enquiringly at
Alice, the same question in their eyes. Harry 'The Horse' Christopher was
so nicknamed because it was rumoured that he was hung like one. This
wasn't in fact true (it would have to have been a small horse) although
he was exceptionally well equiped with 8 and a half inches of manhood
that made him the envy of every other guy in the locker room.
Alice's cheeks flushed with embaressment. "It could be true...I
guess..".
"You mean you haven't seen it yet?" Judy's eyes widened as if
amazed. Alice hadn't actually seen it, not clearly, but she had felt it
the night before as Harry and she had kissed on his bed. The light was
out and Harry had been laying ontop of her as they kissed. She had felt
it against her thigh as it hardened pressing out down the front of
Harry's jeans. Trapped by the material it had become very uncomfortable
and so, with out asking if she minded, Harry had undone his zipper and
pulled it out. He had slipped over to her side and lain beside her
before taking her hand and placing it on his manhood. Her hand had
sought out it's geometry in the darkness and she was both surprised and
frightened to find that the rumours about Harry 'the Horse' where true.
"No I havn't seen it." Alice replied "but I've felt it and it's
huge." she added in whisper.
The others gasped in awe at their friends addmision before giggling.
As they readied themselves for their class Alice's thoughts drew back to
the night before.
.....
As she had lain there stroking Harry's monster, as she thought of
it, with her hand they had resumed kissing. Harrys hands had roamed her
body, fondling her breasts before travelling up under skirt to rest on
the crotch of her panties. Despite the fear of Harrys's anatomy she was
excited and wet down there. She had only let a few boys touch her there
before and this was the first time with Harry.
Deftly Harry had applied pressure to her groin, rubbing her moistened
slit through the material of her panties. It felt so good that for a
while she was adrift in a pleasent dream of delicious friction. The
excitement was building slowley when Harry decided to up the tempo. He
hooked a finger under the elastic at the side of the crotch and drew it
aside exposing her pussy. Alice was shocked from her reverie and was
about to voice a protest when she felt Harry's finger slide along her
slippery labia and brush against her Clit. The sensation made her
elicite a deep, husky moan as Harry started to gently stroke her there.
Harry took her abandonment to pleasure as the signal to proceed and
got to his knees between her out stretched thighs. His movements brought
Alice back to her senses and she was shocked by Harry's intensions. The
thought of such a large penis trying enter her made her shudder in fear.
"What are you doing?" Alice had half shouted in surpise.
"Come on, you know. Don't worry, it'll be alright." replied Harry
indevering to place the head of his rock hard penis at the enterance of
her vagina.
As Alice felt the contact of Harry's cock against her pussy lips
she scrambled away from under Harry.
"No!" she said "I can't. I don't want to." The thought of such a huge
thing entering her filled her with dread. Perhaps in time she might come
to except the idea. If it was done gently and slowley she would have
been willing but Harry was a brute when it came to his own needs.
Harry had grown angry at her refusal, she had seemed willing and
pliant only a moment before. Harry wanted to get off and he was
determined to have his way.
"I'm scared your parents will come in." said alice trying to foil
his approaches another way.
Harry grinned. " They're out 'til late. Don't worry, baby." Smiling,
Harry had begun to approach her again.
"What about contraception. I'm not on the pill." cried Alice
cringing away againt the headboard of the bed.
Harry stopped in his tracks as he thought of the trouble an unwanted
pregnancy could bring. He was selfish but he wasn't stupid and he still
wanted to get off.
"Okay, that's fine." said Harry smiling and backing away. He sat
back against the foot of the bed. As he reclined back his erect penis
stood up obscenely in the air. "Why don't you come over here and suck
it instead." he said. It was a command not a request.
Alice had never had a penis in her mouth before and she wasn't sure
if she wanted one in her mouth now. Never the less, she wanted to
placate Harry and so she had crawled down the bed and grasping it firmly
by at base, she had gingerly taken the tip in her mouth. she had had to
stretch her mouth wide to get the glans into her mouth and she tasted it
carefully, not sure what to expect. It had tasted saltly and after a few
experimental licks she found that it wasn't quite as unpleasent as she
had imagined it would be.
Harry had found her slow progress frusrating and had decided to hurry
things along. He had grabbed her by the back of the head and forced her
head down, his penis sinking deep into her mouth. The movement took
Alice by surprise and the sudden intrusion of Harry's cock into the
back of her throat made her gag. Spluttering, she drew away, escaping
Harry grip quickly before he tried to force her down again. She sat up
and choked for a moment until her gag reflex faded away.
"What now?" Harry's voice was angy.
As Alice sat there massaging her throat she whispered hoarsely "It's
too big Harry." Harry's face had clouded with anger. "But I'll stroke it
for you if you want." alice added, hopeing to calm him down.
Alice half sat, half knlet between Harry's outstreched legs and
reached forward to grasp Harry's meat with both hands. She found she
could wrap both her hands around it's length with room to spare between
them. Slowly she bagan to stroke it up and down, his cock flesh
slippery with her own saliva.
"Ohhh baby." groaned Harry. His eyes had closed and his head fell back
as he let the sensations take him.
After awhile Alice had found the feel of this hot, slippery flesh
intensly erotic. Making sure that Harry wasn't watching her she parted
her kneeling legs slightly and taking her left hand from the base of
Harrys penis, she had slipped it under her skirt and down the front of
her panties. Imitating the same caresses that Harry had applied earlier
Alice had stroked her own slippery slit in time with her strokes up and
down Harry's penis.
Despite her moments of discomfort a few minutes before Alice found
that she was soon well on her way to having an orgasm. She stroked both
her clit and Harry's cock with increasing intensity as the point of no
return drew nearer, She closed her eyes and gently nibbled her lower
lip. Her hand motion became still more urgent and her own hips began to
rock as her fingers delved desperatly into her wet vagina.
She didn't forget to keep up the motions with her other hand but her
attension was drawn inwards and she didn't notice how hard Harry's penis
was. She didn't feel the way it throbbed in her hand.
She gasped when her orgasm overcame her. Both hands moving
frantically fast as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her
body. As she slowley came down from her climactic peak she became aware
of Harry's own groaning. Her eyes were still closed when she felt
something wet splatter across her face and then down her neck and
blouse.
She blinked her eyes open looked at Harry properly for the first
time. In the half light comming in through the curtained window she
could see his monsterous penis was already softening. The head was wet
and an obscene dribble of semen ran down it and over the back of her
hand. As if in a dream she released his cock and quickly drew her left hand
from her soaking panties, serruptisiously wiping her fingers on Harry's
bed. She reached up with her right hand and tentatively touched the
subsance splattered on her face. Harry had come so hard he had hit her
in the face with his semen, some of it spraying down her blouse.
"That was good." said Harry.
Alice became aware that he was looking at her.
"You'd better go now. My Mom and Dad will be home soon." said Harry
contradictiong his earlier statement and zipping his, now soft, penis away
in his jeans. In the darkness he couldn't see his own semen on Alice's
face.
Alice suddenly felt akward and uncomfortable. "Yes." she said "I'll
see my self out." With that she had run out of Harry's room. On her way
down the stairs she wiped her face with the cuff of her blouse.
She had grabbed her coat from the cupboard in the hall and was about
to put it on when she noticed the dribble of Harry's semen still on the
back of her hand. For a moment she hesitated and then, on impulse, she
licked it off. She had found the taste not unpleasant.
And then she was out the door and away. The night air had made her
panties feel icy cold against her still wet pussy.
Harry had watched her as she walked off down the street, smiling
cruelly at her back. Boy, would he have something to tell Tod at
school tomorrow. He was sure she was still a virgin.
"You and me Alice, we're goin' all the way and tomorrow night's
the night". Harry shifted his focus from Alice's receeding back to the
reflection of his own face in the window and his grin had widened.
.....
"...look here she comes now."
Alice was woken from her reverie by the sudden intense whispering of
her friends.
"Who? What's going on?" she asked.
"Shhh!" hissed Heather. A girl that Alice hadn't seen before had
just entered the changing room. She was short, slim, had long, long dark
hair and looked kind of oriental apart from her wide brown eyes. She
walked head down past the quartet of friends, without seeing them, to a
locker at the end of the row.
"That's the one I was telling you about!" said Heather in a tense
whisper.
"What about her?" asked Alice her curiosity piqued.
"She's the one who transfered here from the school my cousin goes to.
Alison, my cousin, she told me that this girl beat up three Jocks from her
school." Heather paused for breath. "These three guys followed her home
from a party that Alison was having. They chased her onto some waste
ground near her house and tried to rape her and she beat the shit out of
them . She put all three of them in hospital, one of them was in
intensive care for nine days! She broke his pelvic girdle bone along
with his nuts! Alison said he'll never be able to have kids."
"No way!" breathed Judy, "They'd lock her up for that."
"Can't, it was self defense. She was all beat up too when the police
got there. The parents got all pissed off about it and petitioned the
school board to expel her so she transfered here."
All four girls studied the short oriental girl at the end of the
room.
"I still say 'no way'." said Judy, "She's too small. Is your cousin
on dope or what?"
"Look, I'm telling you it's true." replied Heather "Her father was a
Green Beret, taught her all kinds of stuff, self defense and that kind
of shit."
"Your cousin's full of shit!" said Judy as she turned away and
continued to change. Heather frowned at her back before doing the same.
Alice looked at the new girl with interest. Alice watched as she
undressed. She noticed her slim, lean body and watched the musculature
move under her smooth olive skin. Alice noticed how graceful she was,
every movement she made was smooth and precise, no energy wasted. Alice
took in her small breasts and her lithe legs which still looked long
despite the girls lack of height. It was as Alice was studying the other
girls legs that Alice became aware that she was looking back. Alice raised
her eyes until they're gaze meet. She looked into deep, liquid brown
eyes, seemed almost pulled into them before the oriental girl broke the
stare and turned away quickly. Alice felt the heat raise to her face as
she quickly did the same.
Just as Alice tied her training shoes the Buzzer went for the end of
the period and she, with her friends and the rest of the class, filed
out to stand at the end of the Gym. she quickly spotted Harry as he
helped his friend, Tod, carry the Vaulting Horse to the equipement locker
at the side of the Gym. As Harry turned to walk to the Boy's locker room
door he saw Alice, smiled and threw her a wink. She blushed and smiled
back as Heather, Judy and Janine giggled at the non-verbal exchange.
The girls started their ten minute warm up session. Their young
bodies stretching and bending, the tight lycra of their leotards and
tops stretching with them to reveal every crease and curve.
Alice spied the oriental girl across the Gym and hesitated in her
own warm up routine to watch. She was certainly supple, able to bend and
stretch her body far further then the rest of the class. As Alice
watched the girl lay on her back propped up on her elbows and began a
series of exercises in which she lowered her legs from a joined position at
ninty degrees to her body to a split so wide her feet touched the floor.
from Alice's position the girl was facing her and every time the girl
did this wide split Alice could see the thin strip of material straining
to cover her pubic mound.
A small sound made Alice look behind and to the left. At the door of
the Boys locker room stood Harry and Tod. Their attention however, was
not on her but on the slim and supple oriental girl across the room.
Alice saw how their eyes gleamed as they watched her exercise. She also
saw the bulge beginning to form at the front of Harry's shorts. Alice
quickly looked away her face burning with anger and jealosy. When she
looked back Harry and Tod had gone.
.....
"Jesus! That new girl is something else." Tod shook his head, his
eyes vacant as his mind replayed the scene he had just witnessed.
"Can you imagine those legs wrapped around your back?" added Harry,
more to himself then to Tod.
"Oh shit, yeah!" came Tod's ernest reply.
"Imagine what a women who can bend her body like that could do in
bed. I got to try that." said Harry.
"No way! I saw her first and besides you're going with Alice."
"Yeah, she is sweet, hot for it too." came Harry's reply.
"Yeah! You two doing the deed?" Tod's eyes shinned with glee as the
two boys walked up and stood in front of their lockers.
"Not yet." Harry turned smiling pulling a packet from the
top of his locker. "But tonight is THE night." he said as he waved the
box of condoms in front of his friend.
"Shit! You lucky bastard." Tod grabbed his towel and soap and
waited for Harry to do the same. "While your porking Alice I can go
after the Chinese girl."
"You can try!" laughed Harry "But I'm telling you man, she's going
to be mine first."
"Oh yeah, and what will Alice say?" asked Tod as they stepped
towards the showers.
"Who cares?" Harry replied, his face wrinkled in dismay "Fuck 'em
and leave 'em that's what I say. Once I've popped her cherry and fucked
her a few times I'll just tell her to move on. You can have her when
I've finished if you want."
"What, are you crazy?" exclaimed Tod, "After she's been had by
'The Horse' my dick won't even touch the sides!" Both boys stepped into
the shower room.
"Ain't it the truth." laughed Harry removing his towel and stepping
into the hot water spray. Tod glanced enviously at Harry's more then
generous equipement before also stepping into the showers. "Ain't that
the truth." he echoed with a frown.
-----ooOoo-----
More when I can find the time.
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