Craig

by BrianGirl

 

Sandy popped back up and I quickly put my head down. I didn't want to show too much interest. There was a pause for a few moments and I started to get nervous. As I began to look back, Sandy again leapt onto my stomach. This time the wind really was knocked out of me. My body jerked and I began wheezing.

"Princess you have to calm down a bit. I know it's all so lovely, but its really common place for girls like us." She reached behind and slowly began rubbing my padded front. That snapped my attention, and my breathing began to slow. The pleasure of my position was transcendent. Sandy stopped short.

"Uh, uh. Little Princess isn't ready for anything that exciting. You're not even dressed yet. Hmm." She began to examine my face features. She leaned in close and made many over exaggerated thinking noises. "Mmm. Huh. MMhnnn. Something's missing. Oh yes."

With a big smile, she pulled a wig out from behind her back. It was brown, and that's all I could tell. Sandy moved it really quickly out of view and firmly onto my head. It felt tight around my scalp. Sandy started messing with it, and hair soon completely blocked my view. She slid up my body, and I got a surge of excitement as the material moved up my chest. Sandy apparently didn't notice, she just kept fixing the wig up. I felt a couple of pins secure the wig to my own hair.

"Uh, I don't think I'll be able to do much in this position, Princess." Sandy sighed. She pushed the hair away from my eyes and suddenly I was staring directly at Sandy's crotch. It was literally just a couple of centimeters from my mouth. I peered up and Sandy grinned back down. She slipped off my and walked out of view. My new hair seemed to fall just below my shoulders.

Sandy came back, and began clicking away with the camera. She put it down, and pouted a little at me. "You might as well smile a little. I've got tons of pictures and you're helpless. Why don't you make it look good for the website?"

Website?! There goes my fantasy for awhile. I really started to struggle again, and Sandy flashed some more pictures. "Poor little Princess. Can't even get out of bed. Don't you want to make the fans happy?" There was no use against the ropes. I stopped to catch my breath.

"Fine we'll just have to spice things up a bit!" Sandy went over to her dresser and into the top drawer. She walked back over with a pair of light blue super, silky panties. My mind raced with what she was going to do with them. I had the wrong ideas. She stuffed them quickly between my bright red lips. Flash.

She undid the front of her pants and slid them down a little, revealing the top of her purple frilly under wear. Flash, a picture of us together. Then she leaned in and grabbed my head, and thrust my face into her crotch. Flash, flash.

"Oh you're so good at this Princess." She let out a fake squeal of ecstasy as rubbed her silken crotch up and down over my face. I couldn't help but get really excited. "I just knew you were a little slut. Your fans are gonna love these shots of you giving me head." She let out a few more moans before throwing my head back down. She quickly kicked off her shoes, and slipped of her khakis, revealing her full thong panties tight around her body. She ripped her top off revealing a matching purple bustier. Wow, her breast looked sexier than ever. I had little time to think about it. She took the panties from my mount, climbed on top of me, and thrust her ass right in my face. Flash, flash, flash.

"Oh you're so sexy princess. Such a young little slut." She adjusted herself quickly to look me in the eye. "You know Princess, this is really starting to turn me on." She slid down my body so she was right on top of me. She began to slide her silken, lace crotch up and down my exposed body. Back and forth she went; her chest heaving in front of me. Then just as quickly she slid off and was out of the room.

I couldn't think straight anymore. This was heaven. I had never experienced such ecstasy in my life. Wow, Sandy was pretty kinky.

Sandy came right back and laid next to me on the bed. She had longing in her eyes. Her hand once again began to move back and forth, across my chest. I stared at her face, but couldn't help but move to her amazing chest.

"I really want you Princess. I really do. But you're just not ready yet. I'm going to untie you so we can finish. I don't want you to move, and I don't want you to give me any trouble. If you do, I've got those pictures tucked away with a friend of mine. Besides, where are you going to go dressed like that? You're on the sixth floor of your school dorms. I know you really love it anyway."

She had me pegged. I wasn't going anywhere. She slid over and undid the ropes. She put her finger to her lips and slid off of me. This was great, but I wanted a little more input into my fantasy. I began to get up and speak. "Sandy, I think . . ." My words were cut off by a sharp slap across my face. My body fell back against the bed. Sandy was a lot stronger than I thought.

Sandy appeared above me angry as hell. "Did I say you could move or speak bitch? NO! So sit there and shut it. Your mine and I'll tell what to think." She disappeared for just a moment. Sliding on top of my stomach, a smile returned to her face. She had a can of spirit gum, which is the stuff we use in theatre to temporarily attach things like mustaches. She slowly began smearing the cold jelly across my meager pecks. Then she reached behind and quickly slammed something on top of me. They were BREASTFORMS!!! I jerked up, but Sandy quickly forced me back down, shooting me a glare. I didn't dare move, as she held the breast forms setting them in place. She walked away and I looked down my body. I couldn't even see most of it. I had breasts blocking my view.

"Sit up on the bed, Princess." I slowly did what I was told. Sandy was standing there, like a teen goddess in her matching purple lingerie, holding a purple miracle bra in her hands. She sat on my lap, legs wide, as she slid it around me, and firmly fastened it. I felt the difference immediately. My breasts were perkier, and my shoulders arched back.

Sandy took a brush and quickly messed with my hair, pulling it to either side and making it neat. "Get up Princess. There's a mirror over there. Why don't you go take a look at yourself?"

I slowly walked over to Sandy's full length mirror, on the other side of the dresser. What stared back in the mirror, I did not expect. There was a sexy girl in her lingerie. I would have sworn it was a close cousin or a sister I didn't know about. It certainly didn't look like a guy. I moved my arm, and so did the image in the mirror. It was me. I looked sexy.

Sandy came up behind me. "You look good Princes. Don't you love your panties? Us girls love to wear sexy underwear. We wear sexy underwear all the time." Sandy wrapped her arms around me, and began moving up and down slowly. She rubbed against my body and over my breast; grinding up against my legs and pink, cottoned ass. She jumped back up, and gave me a quick spank.

"What am I thinking? You're just a little Princess. You can't be running around in your underwear, like us older girls." She stepped aside and opened up her bottom drawer pulling out, a soft skirt of fading blues. She threw it to me. I held it out in front of myself just staring. "Don't be a stupid little bitch. Stop staring at it and put it on. Stop standing around in your underwear you dirty, little slut!"

I quickly jumped into the skirt, and slid it up. The silky smooth material sent a chill through my body as it brushed aside my legs. It reached my hips and I adjusted it, so it fell comfortably. I could feel it fall a little above my knees. I arched my neck down to take a look, but all I could see is my large rack sticking out before me. Sandy grabbed my chin and pushed my gaze upwards.

"Those are your breasts Princess, remember?" She began pacing around me; looking me up and down. She seemed to be considering something, but I couldn't imagine what. The circling was making me nervous though. Finally, she stopped beside me. Slowly, she reached down and slid her hand up the back of my skirt. She grabbed my ass tightly and gave a little jump. Then she slowly started to rub by padded behind, in a very caressing, stirring way. "Now we need something to cover up your new little tits. Hmmm. What should my new little freshman girl wear?"

"Freshman?" I let my tongue slip with out thinking. Quickly Sandy's hand left its comforting spot and flew across my face.

"That's right, freshman. How quickly you forget things. You are my little freshman bitch!" There was slight pause as a broad smile crossed Sandy's lips. She walked over to her dresser and began searching through another drawer. I felt helpless and humiliated as I stood in the middle of her dorm room. Here was a girl whom I had seniority over, and she was slapping me around and giving me orders. I watched her now, as she bent over in her sexy, purple lingerie. She was beautiful.

She popped back up and tossed a pink t-shirt to me. Learning my lesson well, I threw it over my head and on immediately. It got stuck on my bra in my haste and I struggled a little. Sandy came over and pulled it down. She stepped back and I took a look in the mirror. The cute girl looking back at me had the word BITCH written across her shirt in white letters.

Sandy stepped into view behind me. Placing her hand on my ass she said, "Just a little something to help your memory. I had no time to think about this as she spun me around and pressed her lips against mine. I stumbled backwards in surprise, and she held on tight. She stuck her tongue down my throat, and I totally forgot the situation. I began to reciprocate. Soon I was kissing her all over her neck and slowly making my way down to her chest. She spun me around again, but this time pushed me onto her bed. The beautiful vixen leapt upon me and we were at again. Sandy began to fondle my breasts as he kissed me all over. The ecstasy was amazing. I looked down and stared at this amazing girl on top of me in her underwear. I reached down to remove my shirt as well, but she stayed my hand.

"Leave them on." she said as she stretched out on top of me. She wrapped her arms around me and began grinding her silky crotch against my pink, padded groin. Back and forced she rubbed and we both began to moan in anticipation. She got up and backed up a little.

"Turn over." I flipped my body so I now laid on my front; a task maid slightly uncomfortable by my new ample breasts.

"Now stick your ass in the air." I shifted my knees forward, and waited for what comes next. Sandy lifted my skirt up and pushed it back, leaving my pink cotton ass exposed in the air. Then she took a firm hold around my waste and pushed her crotch forward. Slowly she began rocking back and forth grinding against my exposed ass. Then she reached down and began to slowly massage my cock through cotton and pad. I was shocked at what I thought she was doing but she finished the thought for me.

"How does it feel Princess? Do you like getting girl fucked?" She quickened her pace and it became increasingly hard to focus. Soft moans began to slip from my lips. "It's not nice not to answer. Answer me: do you like getting girl fucked?"

I barely let a yes escape my lips as exhilaration filled me. "Say it you little bitch. Tell me."

She rocked harder and began to massage with more fever. "I like getting girl fucked."

"Who's my little freshman bitch?"

"I'm your little freshman bitch."

"Keep saying it."

There was nothing stopping it now. I came close to climax, as my penis reached its limit. Sandy was now moaning very loudly as I cried out over and over, "I love getting girl fucked. I'm Sandy's little freshman bitch."

Back and forth she rocked into me as I felt her fingers play with my throbbing penis through the cotton and pad. Finally, it all flowed out. Cum filled my pad, as I moaned louder than before.

"Such a good little princess, using her pad." Sandy let put between moans. She grabbed my waist with both hands now grinding into me. The humiliation and thrill hit me as once as Sandy climaxed herself and we both collapsed onto the bed.

I woke up slowly as morning light drifted into the room. I felt absolutely fantastic. I was still in Sandy's bed, as I slowly looked around. I felt something silky around my chest. I felt down and realized I still had my breasts. My bra had been replaced though with a red teddy. There was a large bow directly between my breasts, and the ribbons fell to either side of me. I was still wearing my little girl panties, but my pad had been replace with a fresh one. I tried to get up but realized my legs were tied to the bed posts. I was wearing pink, sheer stocking. I sat up and began run my handy over my silky smooth legs. This was a thrilling feeling all its own and brought back vivid memories from the night before. I looked up and saw Sandy standing in the doorway.

"Let's go shopping."

  

  

  

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