A Guest Submission
Meeting a Bitch
Part I
By Ric
ricalv32@hotmail.com
READERS:
*The events depicted are all true. The names have been changed
and locations are not detailed to protect the people involved. The first
part of this series might be a little boring, but it's important the the
series' foundation.... Ric
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"What the hell could a chick gymnast do to get suspended?" said Frank, the office clown. "Did they catch her eating more than once a week?"
"Hey, Ric, does your buddy still work at XYZ State's SID?" Michelle asked me.
I told her he did. My buddy Sam and I went to high school together. XYZ State is only 30 minutes away from where we grew up, but I chose to attend ABC University because they had a better journalism department. We all wanted to know more about the release so I called Sam and nearly died laughing when he explained it:
"Man, you're not going to believe this!" Sam began. "I was covering a gymnastics meet and this hot little bitch had just finished a vault. This girl's fuckin' hot and she has a kick ass body, but she's a little fuckin' cunt. She came to the office and went off on me one day because she claims I screwed up her bio (biography) for the media guide. Some of her own teammates don't even like her. Anyway, she nails her vault and gets perfect 10's from all but one judge. I don't know if this judge hates our school or what, but she gave our team shitty scores during the whole meet. So this little chick stomps over to the judges' table and gets in her face. She's bitching about how she's been screwing the whole team all meet long and then - you're not going to believe this - whack! She slaps the judge across the face! Man, this girl claims she's 5'1, but there's no way she's even 5 foot and she smacks this judge who towers over her. For a little chick, she's got a lot of balls. She can have a pretty bad temper and she's been disciplined for running her mouth before, but this time she's gone way overboard. The NCAA (college athletics' governing body) suspended her for the rest of the year. The coach and athletic director are so pissed they're thinking about yanking her scholarship. It's too bad because she's one of the team's best and she's been an all-American."
I explained this to everyone and we all had a good laugh.
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In 1994, at the age of 27, I had soured on the sports writing
world and was contemplating a career change. I was writing for a
large metropolitan newspaper near my hometown when I once again returned
to college. Although I had a bachelor's degree in journalism,
I decided to complete my half finished English degree and eventually teach
literature somewhere at some level. This time, I enrolled at XYZ State
University since it was close to where I was living. I attended the
school's West campus which is geared toward older students
like me.
I was making my way to a summer course in literature when I saw the
most incredible, physically, beautiful woman. I'd dated a variety
of women before - short, tall, full figured, svelte, Mexican, Asian, Anglo,
Indian - and of course I thought they were all physically attractive, but
not like this one. She was amazing. She was very petite.
I'm not a good judge of height or weight but she appeared to be around
5 feet tall or so and couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds.
She had prominent cheek bones; a pair of the fullest, most succulent,
pink lips I've ever seen and a gorgeous pair of big, bright, blue eyes.
Her blonde hair, which almost looked white, was worn in a braid which went
down to the middle of her back. She was wearing shorts, a rather
snug blouse and sandals. Although petite, she had rather long muscular
legs and thick but firm thighs. , I'd always been a tit man, but when I
saw her ass, I became an ass man (which is why I'm sending my story to
this site.). She had a tasty looking bubble butt. Actually, it was
a rather big butt for such a small woman, but it looked awesome!
Her tits were conical (banana titties if you will) and tiny, but
stood up high and were nicely proportioned to her body. Her awesome
little package was wrapped up tightly in unblemished, milky white skin.
All dirty thoughts aside, she looked like heaven.
The class was packed because most schools only offer one section of
a certain course during the summer. I sat down, pulled out my books,
looked to my left - and almost fainted! There she was, sitting
next to me! I quickly looked straight ahead and then buried my face
in my hands. I'm going to fail this class, I thought to myself.
How can I concentrate sitting next to this Scandinavian goddess?
The five-week course went by without me even so much as saying "hi"
to Abigail, the Scandinavian goddess. I've always been an outgoing
person who loves literature, so I participated frequently in class discussions
and exchanged in conversation with my classmates, but I was so intimidated
by Abigail's beauty, I couldn't find the words to speak to her. She
did strike me as odd though. I rarely if ever, saw her talking to anyone
and she never participated in class discussions. The class was four
hours long and we took two 20 minute breaks, but even then, she stood by
herself, facing away from the little groups that were our classmates.
I just thought she was shy and I wanted to talk to her, but she made me
so nervous I even moved to the other side of the classroom.
When I attended ABC University, I dated this girl named "Kelly."
She not only was the best sex I'd ever had (to that date), but even after
we broke up, we became best friends. And even after we broke up,
as long as we weren't dating anyone else, we fucked like dogs in
heat. Kelly is pretty freaky and we did shit I had only read about.
Kelly is bisexual and we frequently got into threesomes with either one
of her girlfriends, or someone she or I picked up at a nightclub.
She also had other friends who were lesbians and while they wouldn't let
me join in, they always let me watch. I swear, I don't know which was better.
She loves to be tied up, spanked, butt fucked (always my favorite), sex
in the woods, in public places at night . . .you name it and chances are
Kelly is into it. She's 5'5 and weighs about 110 pounds. She's on
the skinny side with long slender legs, a nice tight ass, little cupcake
titties, tanned skin, beautiful light brown eyes, a pretty face and short,
light brown hair she usually dyes blonde. Aside from the sex, Kelly and
I share a loving bond that only best friends can share. We would do anything
for each other and we're constantly looking out for one another. Kelly,
a computer programmer, graduated from ABC University and was now working
on her master's at XYZ State.
One warm fall night Kelly and I had just finished dinner at her house.
We were cuddled together on her chaise lounge making small talk when I
told her about Abigail.
"I don't know what it is about her, Kel," I tried to explain. "I rarely see her talk to anyone; she never smiles; there's just something about her. She's kind of mysterious. She's probably just shy or something."
"Or maybe she's just a bitch who thinks she's too good to talk to anyone," Kelly offered.
"Oh, come on, Kel, you don't even know her. How can you say that about her?" I asked.
"Well, you don't know her either, so don't get so excited." warned Kelly.
"Kel, it's not like you to be jealous," I teased.
"Jealous! I'm not jealous." she said. "I'm just looking out for my buddy. Remember what happened last time?"
"Oh, geez. Don't remind me of that bitch," I said with a sneer, as I remembered some woman I had really liked who had broken my heart.
"Besides," Kelly said with her wicked "I wanna fuck" grin. "How can I be jealous when I know there's noooobody better than me?"
With that question, Kelly began sliding a barefoot up my leg until it rested on my crotch. My cock began throbbing because I knew what was coming - or rather who would be cumming. Kelly began gently massaging my balls with her toes and I could feel my cock twitching in response.
"Mmmmm, shit, Kel," I sighed. "Don't make me wait. Not right now."
Neither of us were in an affectionate mood. To hell with nuzzling or caressing, we were both pretty horny. We didn't even bother undressing each other. I yanked down my shorts and underwear at the same time and before I could take off my shirt, Kelly began attacking my cock. I was only semi-hard so she took me in one swallow. When she pushed me back on the lounger, I thought I was in for one of her expert cock sucking sessions, so I sprang to my full six and a quarter inches in her mouth (What? Did you expect me to say "my nine or 10 inches?" Remember, this is a true story.)
"Ooooh, fuck, Kel. Suck my cock, sweetie," I whispered.
"Oh, No you don't!" she said as she smiled mischievously. "We need to hurry up and get this one over with because you know what I want. What I need."
Indeed I did. Kelly loves buttfucking almost as much as I do and just the thought of splitting that sweet little ass in two brought me to the brink of blowing my wad. She furiously bobbed her head up and down on my cock as she tightened her lips and swirled her tongue around the head.
"Awww, damn, come on baby! Jerk it! Suck my fuckin' balls!" I pleaded, as she sucked one of my balls into her mouth. I could feel her tugging and nibbling on it. I looked down and saw the blur of her hand as she jerked up and down at a torrid pace.
"Come on, sweetie!" She encouraged as she tightened her grip on my prick. "Shoot your hot load in my mouth so you can fuck me up the ass! Ohhh, fuck! You know how bad I need you in my ass!"
The promising of fucking her ass was all the coaxing my balls needed. I felt my cock twitching and my instincts took over. Kelly's always likes it a little rough so I tangled my fingers in her hair and shoved her head down on my aching prick as I crudely fucked her mouth.
"Mmmph, mmphh," was all Kelly could manage to say as my cock entered her throat.
OOHHH! FUCK, KEL! I'M GOING TO . . . AAAWWW . . . FUUUUUUUUCK . . . UH . . UH. . . UH!" I yelled while my hips bucked and I shot my load in her mouth.
When I opened my eyes I saw Kelly starring at me with a lusty look as she lewdly swirled her tongue around to recapture the cum that was escaping out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin.
"Mmmmm, damn that was good." I mumbled weakly. "You spilled some."
Kelly looked down at her mini tank top and saw a wet spot on the red material.
"Uh, oh! I wasn't supposed to get dirty! Oh! I hope I'm not going to be punished for this!" she said with a sly grin.
I knew exactly what she wanted. I let out a long sigh and rolled my eyes in mock disgust.
"I've warned you time after time not to dirty your clothes and I think I've given you more than enough chances," I said authoritatively. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to warm your bottom."
"I understand. You've given me more than enough chances." She said as she peeled off her tank top.
She describes her tits as "little cupcake titties." They're a tad bit more than a mouthful and very firm, but just soft enough to jiggle when she walks. She claims to have never worn or ever needed to wear, a bra. As is usually the case with small-breasted woman, she has very prominent nipples. Actually, she has the biggest "gum drop" (her term) nipples I've ever seen. Although skinny, she has one hell of a body. She closed her eyes and moaned as she pulled at her hyper-sensitive nipples. Just watching her, began to recharge my battery.
Kelly knelt down on the lounge in the doggie style position and I moved behind her. I reached around her waist, unbuttoned her cutoff shorts and slid them down her hips. I bent a little closer to her ass as she lifted her knees, allowing me to remove her shorts entirely. She wasn't wearing any panties, which for Kelly is not unusual.
As she spread her thighs, the light reflecting on her showed how wet she was.
"Naughty, naughty," I chided. "Not only do you wear tiny shorts that show off your ass, but you're not even wearing panties. You dirty girl."
I ran my hands all over her small, but shapely ass cheeks and she moaned and rotated her hips in anticipation. I wet my index finger and rubbed it around her pretty little asshole. Her cheeks quivered when I ran my finger up and down the crack of her ass. I started to squeeze and pinch her cheeks roughly with both hands.
"Oh, yeah, sweetie," she moaned from deep within her throat. "Oh, god, you now what I need. Please give it to me, baby. I'm such a naughty girl."
I pulled my right hand back and smacked her hard on both her ass cheeks.
"OOOOOOHHHH! YEAH, BABY! OOOOOOOOO...DO IT AGAIN!" Kelly pleaded as I began smacking her ass repeatedly. "OOOOHHH! FUCK YEAH! SPANK MY ASS, BABY! OH, THAT FEELS SO FUCKIN' GOOD!"
Kelly's the only person I'd ever known that loved being spanked. I didn't really get off on spanking her, I actually felt kind of weird to be doing it. But I did love seeing the look of ecstasy it always caused and to see her lose control drove me absolutely wild, so I was always more than happy to oblige her.
"OH, YEAH! C'MON, BABY, HARDER . . .UNH! . . .UNH! MORE . . .MORE . . .UNH! OH, FUCK YESSSSS!" Kelly yelled for more. My right hand went numb, so I began spanking her with my left. She was rubbing furiously on her clit and I knew she was about to cum.
"C'MON, YOU FUCKER! KEEP SMACKING MY ASS! UNH! . . .UNH! . . .OH, FUCK YEAH! I'M GONNA CUM. AAAAAWWWWW, FUCK I'M CUMMINGGGGG . . .AAAHHHH! UH! . . .UH! UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!" Kelly screamed as her hips began bucking wildly during her orgasm. Her eyes were clenched tightly and the contorted look on her face as she came, coupled with her slender side rubbing against my cock, had me rock hard again. I love dirty talk during sex and what especially turns me on is how loud Kelly gets.
I laid down on the lounger beside her panting body. Her eyes were still closed and she hadn't moved. Her knees were doubled under her stomach, her face was buried in the lounge's cushion and her ass was still sticking up in the air.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" I cooed to her quietly.
She couldn't answer. She just nodded her head and whimpered while she tried to catch her breath.
"Damn, woman. You're nuts. Look how read your ass is," I said as I surveyed her beet-red cheeks.
"It's burning, too," she said.
Although her ass was red, it still look awfully good. When I got up to get a closer look, my dick bobbed up and down like a diving board. It was so hard it was actually painful. Kelly still hadn't moved and I got behind her to get a closer look at her ass. Her body jerked and she said "Owee" when I leaned my cheek to her ass. I could feel the heat against my cheek.
"Oh, poor baby. Let me kiss it and make it all better," I said.
I began spreading soft little kisses all over her butt cheeks. When I got to her crack, I spread her cheeks and put a soft kiss on her puckered little, brown, asshole. She moaned softly as I ran my tongue up and down the crack of her ass. I gently nibbled the inside of her ass cheeks before returning to tongue her asshole. I worked my tongue in small circles around the opening and Kelly began gyrating her hips slowly and moaning quietly. I enjoy eating a woman's ass almost as much as eating pussy. It really has no taste or smell, but I guess it's just the pure nastiness of the act that excites me. I spread her a little wider and when her asshole opened, I stuck the tip of my tongue as far as it would go and liked her anal wall. Now we were both moaning as I dumped gobs of saliva into her little opening. I was slobbering like Pavlov's dog and I felt her muscles relax as she knew what was next. I stuck my finger inside slowly, but when she realized what I was doing, she thrust her ass back at me, burying my finger ass far as it would go.
"Oooooohhhhh, yeeeaaaaahhh," she sighed. "Mmmmmmm . . .you don't have to bother loosening me up, I'm ready."
That was sweet music to my ears. I rubbed my cock all over her wet cunt and then spit in my hand for extra lubrication. I'm glad I had gotten my first come over with, that would allow me to give Kelly an extra long ass fucking. Kelly compares my cockhead to the size of a regular-sized plum, so it usually takes almost a minute for me to work it in a woman's ass. This time though, I was too overzealous and went too far on the first thrust.
:"YYYYEEEOOOWWWW!" Kelly screamed. "EASY! I swear sometimes you forget how fat that fuckin' thing is."
"Sorry, Kel, I'll ease up," I said. While my cock is a decent length, it's extremely thick and sometimes it takes some women more than a couple of minutes to adjust, but this time I was just raring to go and forgot myself. I could feel Kelly's ass relax a little, so I slowly gave her another inch and another and kept going until my aching cock was buried up to my balls in her ass. We stayed still for a minute or so, both of us moaning in anticipation.
"Okay . . .I'm ready," Kelly said.
I pulled out about an inch or two and gently slid back into her. I repeated this process until I was finally able to pull nearly the entire length out and slowly slide back in.
"Ooooohhhhh, yessssssss. . . mmmmmm . . .oh your fat cock feels soooooo fuckin' good in my assssss," Kelly moaned.
"Ooohhh, damn, I just looooove fucking your ass," I said as I slowly pumped in and out of her tight little ass. "Who fucks your ass better than me?"
"Mmmmmm, nooooboody, baby," Kelly replied. I know the answer to the question, it just pumps up my ego to hear it ( hey, I'm human.) In fact, Kelly no longer takes it up the ass from anything except dildoes and my cock.
I couldn't hold back any longer, I quickened the pace just a little and we both moaned our approval. When I saw Kelly reach for her clit, I knew she would soon be in lala land, so I started pumping faster and a little harder.
"Ooooooooooo, yeah, . . .that's it . . .pump my ass," Kelly said as we both began to lose control. "OOOOOHHHHH . . .FUCK! REAM MY ASSHOLE! FUCK MY TIGHT ASSHOLE!
Kelly knows dirty words are music to my ears. At her request I reached down and pulled her hair, knowing what was next, I reached around and began piching and twisting her nipples rather roughly, first one then the other.
"OOOOOHHHHHH! YESSSSS! OOOHH FUCK MY ASS YOU FAT COCKED SON OF A BITCH!" She ordered as she slammed her ass back to meet my thrusts.
"YOU WANT IT?! HERE! TAKE IT UP YOUR ASS, YOU FUCKIN' WHORE!" I hissed between clenched teeth. We were so into it, I knew I couldn't last as long as usual.
When Kelly began making animal noises from deep within her throat and I knew she was about to come. Her orgasm was more intense than the first one and she made unintelligible sounds as her hips spasmed violently against my cock. I used both hands to hold on to her nipples as she smashed back against me. The scene of her thrashing around and the sensation of her tight ass clamping down on my cock was too much for me to handle.
"AAAAAWWWWW . . . FUCK I'M GONNA . . . UNH! . . .UNH! . . .UNH!" I didn't get to finish my sentence before I spurted my load up her hot ass. I let out a loud groan as it felt like the head of my cock had exploded.
Our sweaty bodies were heaving against each other as we laid together. I was still on top of her with my limp noodle still in her ass. I finally rolled off her and we laid side by side, recovering from our intense sex when I heard a noise come from behind her tall wooden fence.
"What was that?" I asked too tired to move or even care.
"Hmmm. I think Wendy just came," she said nonchalantly.
"Who the hell is that?" I asked with raised eyebrows.
"She's my new neighbor. I formally welcomed her to the neighborhood yesterday," Kelly explained with a smile of accomplishment. "I invited her to sample the hottest stud I've ever known - uh, that would be you, but she's a little shy and said she just wanted to watch."
"Damn, Kel, you're a freak," I joked.
"Am I now?" she asked. "Then what the hell does that make you?"
"An innocent victim of a freak?" I asked jokingly.
"Oh, yes, you poor baby," Kelly said. "You're not innocent, but you do tend to get involved with the wrong women. Just do me a favor and try and get to know more about this one before you get too crazy."
I usually don't fall for a woman I've never talked to at length, but my previous relationship was an exception and that proved to be disastrous. Kelly and I showered and before I left I assured her I would be careful. Hmmm. Famous last words.
I became acquainted with Abigail only after trying several unsuccessful
attempts carry on a conversation with her. She was a hard person
to figure out. Sometimes she wouldn't give me the time of day and
other times when it seemed like she was getting ready to warm up to me,
she would shut herself off. That only made me even more curious as
to what made her tick. A few things she did tell me were that she
came from California where her family still lived; she had attended XYZ
University as an undergrad on a gymnastics scholarship; and at the age
of 23 was now teaching humanities at an elite prep school. She was
back at XYZ State to expand her literature background to aid in her teaching.
One day we were discussing a work of literature and her ability of
analysis was incredible. Not only was she absolutely gorgeous, but
she was intelligent as well. I had never met a woman that not only
shared my passion for literature, but could discuss it with me as well.
In my first go round at college, I was in my late teens and early twenties
and I thought a hot body was a woman's only requirement. Now at the
age of 27, confidence and intelligence did it for me. They are the
two things that make a woman for me. That was it. I would have
sold my soul for a date with this woman. Unfortunately, I sold my
pride instead. This woman had me following her around like a puppy
dog. She stood me up for a movie, two library study sessions and
a dinner at a nice restaurant without any advanced notice. Whenever
I would see her in class, she would give me a fake excuse with an even
more fake smile.
I finally wised up (with Kelly's help) and realized she was playing with my head. I would still exchange greetings with her, but would never initiate a conversation. I guess she missed the attention I had paid her, so she began initiating the conversations. Just when I would start warming up to her, she would shut me off again. And always with a "Ha! I got over on you" grin and a look of contempt in her eyes. I finally decided I'd been too stupid for too long and I didn't want anymore to do with her.
One night a buddy of mine was having a party. It was an engagement party so the women were wearing dresses and the men wore nice shirts and ties.
I was shocked to see Abigail there. And even more shocked when I saw what she was wearing: a tight, black, backless, strapless dress that ended near the bottom of her thick thighs. The tight dress hugged and highlighted her bubble butt even more than usual. She had on black stockings with black pumps and to top it off, she had her hair up which accentuated her gorgeous face and her dreamy blue eyes.
I avoided her most of the night, but whenever I looked out of the corner of my eye, I could see her staring at me. It's not as if she was longing for company, she was talking to two of her friends most of the night and she had at least a half dozen poor suckers drooling over her. Geez, I thought to myself, if they only knew what a bitch she was.
I knew I was out of luck though, I had to take a whiz and the only guest bathroom was in the hall. I would have to walk within inches from her because she was standing near the hallway entrance.
I gulped the rest of my drink and bit my lower lip as I walked to the bathroom. I was almost to safety when she blocked my entrance. I thought she looked good from afar, but when I saw her up close, I thought I was going to pass out.
"Why, hello there, Ric," she said with a mocking smile.
Oh, shit, I thought to myself..........................................
END OF PART I