Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended
by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(c)2001 by Couture
"....last night I had a dream that I had a penis. I
think I had it because I've been reading Tale of the
Body Thief by Anne Rice, in which Lestat takes over a
mortal's body."
Betty continued telling me all about her dream last
night, instead of doing her homework. She did look
lovely though twirling her blonde hair around her
finger and playing with the hem of her skirt. "Then he
had to figure out how to use his penis again since he
hadn't been mortal in centuries."
I think it got stuck in my head somehow because my
dream was kinda like that except, of course, I've
*never* had a penis! That made it even weirder."
God she is gorgeous when she does that. Come on Steve,
don't look at those baby blue eyes peeking at you
through her bangs, that way lies a broken heart,
because pretty girls like that don't go out with geeks
like you.
This was exactly why I tried not to get involved in
tutoring girls. Without fail, they always ended up
taking advantage of me. They always treated me as if I
was their sister, while I do their home- work *for*
them. Why don't I have the nerve to tell them, I'll
tutor you if you go out with me. I'm sure that is what
the asshole she is probably dating would say, but not
me I'm a *nice* guy.
Well the dream was a good diversion, usually most girls
want to tell me about how their asshole boyfriends
treat them like crap, but they love him anyway. That's
my problem, I'm too *nice*.
But, Betty was so pretty and she had pouted her moist
lips when I tried to say no. How utterly adorable she
looked, batting her forlorn blue eyes as she stuck out
her lower lip and asked *puh-leze*. In the end, I
never really stood a chance.
So here I sit, doing Betty's homework, while she tells
me about her kinky dream of having a penis.
Hell, to make matters worse, I can't concentrate on
doing her algebra homework without images of her
standing naked, with a penis jutting out from her
crotch filling my mind. I gave up on the homework
temporarily, placing her book on top of my crotch to
hide the tent that had formed in my crotch. I looked
around at her bedroom at all the silly dolls and
animals, as she tells me more about her dream. What
kind of girl has so many dolls at her age, I wonder.
"Then, in the dream I was really confused about why I
had the stupid thing." God! I looked down, noticing
that she was caressing her thighs. Could this dream be
turning her on?
"I was also really sad because I didn't understand how
it worked and I felt really embarrassed. I kept crying
about my lost vagina. At the end of the dream I heard a
voice tell me, "Hang in there Betty, you'll figure out
how it works soon enough!"
What a weird dream... huh Steve?" asked Betty, as she
casually reached forward and squeezing my leg.
The feel of her hand touching me was wonderful. Could
it be that she likes me or is she one of those touchie-
feelie people? I wonder.
"Yes, that's a pretty ..." I cleared my troat . . .
strange dream all right," I answered, trying not to let
my emotions into my voice.
"You're so smart Steve, maybe you can analyze my dream
for me. What do you think it means?" Betty
flirtatiously asked batting her eyes at me. Is it my
imagination or has her hand moved further up my thigh.
"Well," I said, trying to answer as knowledgeably as I
could, "Maybe you feel weak and not in control of your
life, so your subconscious mind projected you with a
penis making you stronger." My own confidence in what I
was saying propelled me on, and I found myself trying
to sound as intelligent as I possibly could to impress
her. After all, she had asked me to interpret the dream
for her. "However," I continued, "Your conscious mind
could not handle it. As a result, in your dream you
couldn't figure out what to do with it."
Betty jumped up and her cheeks turned red. I looked
down to escape the anger pouring out of her piercing
blue eyes, which sent a chill down my spine.
"I thought you were a smart boy ... a nice boy, but you
are just a chauvinist idiot like all the rest," she
spat.
"I'm sorry...I didn't mean it." I couldn't help but
stare at her ass as she paced around my chair. You are
even beautiful when you are angry, I thought as her
hips swished from side to side. Uh oh, she caught me
staring at her delectable bottom. I guess this is the
end of our tutoring sessions.
However, Betty smiled instead of becoming angry, as she
walked behind my chair and crossed her arms around my
chest. Then I felt her hot breath in my ear as she
whispered, "Perhaps we should explore your
interpretation of my dream a little further....hmmm
Stevie?" She removed her hands from my chest and I
heard the rustle of fabric, but as I turned to look,
Betty stopped me cold. "Now ... now ... no peeking
Stevie! Close your eyes and I'm going to give you a
*big* surprise."
I heard the sound of her movements, then the squeeking
of her bed springs. "Keep those eyes closed, I mean
it!" she warned
"Now you have to promise me you won't tell anybody what
you see, before you open up your eyes, okay?"
What is she doing? If she wants to have sex, I didn't
bring a condom and I don't know what to do. I was
scared of all these things, but the one thing I did
know was that I wanted this to continue. "I promise
Betty."
"Okay, you may open your eyes now, Stevie."
I opened my eyes quickly looking at Betty, who was
sitting on the edge of the bed. I couldn't hide my
disappointment. What was the big secret all about?
She looked just as she did before, except she had a big
shit-eaten grin on her face and she was looking in my
lap.
I glanced down. Oh God! On top of the book in my lap,
was a pair of silken pink panties. Could it be? I
looked back up at Betty, as the blood drained from my
face. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her
lips, as she stared straight through me, spreading her
legs.
I looked up her miniskirt, between her lean thighs, at
the blonde triangle of hair, sitting on top of the pink
lips of her sex. I'm pretty sure I should be saying
something right now. I'm sure some other guy could
think of something sexy to say, but I can't do
anything, except sit there with my mouth hung open,
staring between her parted thighs.
"So Stevie, do you think I am weak now?" she asked,
still looking me right in the eyes. Those eyes made me
nervous.
"No ... no I don't," I stammered, looking down at her
feet. No, that's not right. She'll think I'm not
interested. How about her mouth? I'll look at her
mouth, that's a good safe bet.
I had fantasies of losing my virginity before, but they
always involve two shy people coming to terms with sex
for the first time. However, Betty was the antithesis
of this fantasy. She was forward and in control, while
I hesitated, wondering what I was supposed to do.
Betty reached her right hand down between her thighs
and spread the moist lips of her sex, allowing me to
see the pink folds inside. "Do you like it, Stevie?
Is it pretty?" Betty questioned me.
"Y-yes it is . . . I mean . . . *you* are very
beautiful." I replied. I suddenly became aware of my
throbbing penis trying to free itself from the confines
of my pants.
I watched as Betty's hand moved between her legs. The
rise and fall of her chest increased and I could hear
squishing as she openly masturbated in front of me.
"Why don't you take off your clothes and come get a
closer look, Stevie? It won't bite."
This girl was a little strange and forward, but never
in my wildest dreams had I imagined that I would lose
my virginity to someone so beautiful. I began to take
off my clothes, but I felt embarrassed. I mean, even
though I had seen her sex, she was still fully dressed.
It didn't help matters that she stared straight at me,
waiting for me to disrobe.
I turned around and as I removed my pants, she gave
wolf-whistled at me. "Cute ass!" she exclaimed. I
walked toward her, my swollen cock trying to escape the
confines of my briefs.
"Those too," she said pointing at my briefs, "Come on,
be sexy when you take them off. Turn me on Stevie." She
licked her lips again, while the sound of her finger
squishing in her sex tormented me.
This is really awkward. I've only seen strippers on TV
and they were all female, worse yet, I had always been
kind of shy when it came to my body. I grabbed each
side of my briefs and pulled down on one side and then
the other as I shook my hips, blushing deeply as I
tried to tease her with flashes of my cock.
I felt silly, but at least she didn't laugh at me, but
I couldn't bear to look in her eyes, so I kept my
vision focused on the floor in front of me. I endured
the embarrassment as long as I could, finally pulling
the briefs off and putting them in the chair, while my
penis bobbed up and down with each step. I hope she
isn't disappointed by my size.
As I knelt down between her spread legs, Betty pulled
her miniskirt up around her waist.
"See Stevie, I have a cock too," Betty said as she
reached down and pulled her clit hood back causing her
nubbin to stick out from her sex. "Do you like my cock
Stevie?"
"Y-Yes," I answered, liking this new turn of events
less and less. Why did she have to call it a cock? I
certainly was embarrassing having to say that, just
because of her stupid dream.
"Then tell me you like my cock. I love it when boys
talk dirty. Come on Stevie, turn me on!" she told me
breathily. Her eyes winced briefly as she began to
stroke her wet swollen clit with her middle finger, her
hips bucking slightly in the process.
"I like your ah . . . cock, Betty." I wasn't really
sure about this talking dirty stuff, it felt kind of
degrading, not really much of a turn on at all. Highly
overrated, but Betty seemed to like it by the way she
was moaning now, so maybe I better continue. "It's
such a pretty cock, I think I would like to lick it."
"Ohhh yeah . . . you want to suck it, don't you baby?"
gasped Betty as she stuck her finger deep in her sex
and then placed her wet digit in my mouth. I
tentatively sucked the juices from her finger. I had
worried that I wouldn't like the taste. Instead, I
relished her musky flavor.
Her finger popped out of my mouth as I answered, "Y-yes
. . . please let me."
"Tell me about it. What do you want to suck Stevie?
Do you want to suck my big hard dick? ... hmmm . . . do
you Stephie?" she asked as she stuck her middle finger
deep in her pussy, then pulling it out and placed the
heel of her hand on my chin and her finger just outside
of my mouth. I opened my mouth for her to stick in in,
but she kept where it was teasing me.
"Please Betty, I want to s-s-suck your big hard dick,"
My cock pulsed as I said this, my face turning red. I
had never felt so humiliated. I stuck out my tongue
and licked the juices from her finger. "I need it
Betty . . . please let me suck it." I was more
determined now than ever to place my head between her
lean thighs and taste her juices directly from the
source.
"Okay, Stephanie, the first rule of sucking cock is the
teasing," she said.
Did she just call me Stephanie? I've always been
embarrassed when a teacher calls me Stefin instead of
Steven, much less calling me Stephanie. However, I
don't feel like I'm in the position to correct her,
kneeling naked between her open thighs licking the
juices off her finger.
"First place that gorgeous mouth right above my dick
and blow your hot breath on it." I placed my mouth
right next to her altar and exhaled slowly on her clit,
causing her to moan.
Now she's calling it a dick. How much more humiliating
can this be? I looked at her little cock. It did
resemble a penis, sticking up out of her sex as it was.
"Ahhh . . . That feels so good my little cock teaser.
Now give it some soft little kiss with those sexy
lips..." I opened my mouth and closed my lips around
her little nubbin kissing it. My mouth making wet
sounds as I opened and closed my lips around it.
". . . mmmmm," Betty groaned.
"Make sure you turn your head to the side and look up
at me, so I can see just how much you love sucking my
dick."
I obeyed her request, looking up at her face while I
kissed her little 'cock'. I feel little funny
butterflies in my stomach as I realize except for her
panties, she is still almost fully clothed, while I'm
kneeling totally naked on the floor, while her blue
eyes gaze deeply into my soul.
"Oh baby, you look so sexy! It is such a turn on for me
watching a cutie like you suck my cock." Betty said as
she ran her fingers through my hair.
I wish she would quit calling it a cock. I guess she
is just re-living her dream, but every time she says
cock, it makes me feel peculiar and nervous about what
I'm doing. I began to lick down her labia, in hopes of
driving my tongue into the entrance of her sex, mere
inches away.
I felt Betty's hand tighten in my hair, pulling me back
up to her nubbin. "Stop teasin and get back to
pleasin, Stephie," she demanded. I didn't seem to be
getting anywhere with my desires, so I decided to play
according to her rules. Opening my lips, I began to
kiss her clit again, sucking air into my mouth,
vibrating her little 'cock'.
"Oh yeah, that's it baby!" Betty shouted as she pulled
my face harder into her pussy. "Now stick a finger in
me and flutter your tongue on the underside of my dick
while you suck it."
Oh God! Here's the moment I've been waiting for, my
first time entering a girl's pussy. I placed my finger
in front of the tight gate to her sex and began to
press it in and out, feeling her gate open and close on
the tip of my finger.
"Always remember Stephanie, the underside is the most
sensitive part of the dick."
Fluttering my tongue lightly against the underside of
her tiny 'dick', I then drove my finger home. The
sound of her moans let me know I was doing it right.
It made me very happy to know that I was pleasing her.
"Ahhh fuck baby . . . you're a natural!" Betty moaned.
"A natural born cocksucker. Oh yeah, curl your finger
up and pretend like you are going to touch my clit from
the other side." She moaned and spread her legs widely,
her hips humping into my face and hand. "Oh yeah!
that's my g-spot baby, just hold your finger *right
there* and let me do the work." I did as she asked and
she began rocking her hips, while my finger was buried
inside her.
"Play with your little clitty Stephie, while you suck
my hard *dick*! Come on slut spread your legs, so I can
see you work your little clit!"
Since my right hand was pleasuring her g-spot, I
grasped my hard cock with my left. I had never
masturbated with my left hand and I couldn't seem to
get a good rhythm going. Finally, I just kept my hand
balled up around my dick and thrusted my hips, fucking
it as if it were a pussy.
"Mmmmm . . . Oh! Oh! Now bob your head on my dick!
Swallow it Stephanie!" I could feel the cum boiling in
my balls, as I began to get into this strange role
reversal. It was simple really, all I had to do for
her, was what I wanted her to do for me. I sucked her
engorged button in my mouth, bobbing my head up and
down stretching its length.
My balls began to pulse and I stopped humping my hand
so that I wouldn't cum prematurely. I could feel a few
drops leak from the head of my penis onto her floor.
"Goddamnit don't you dare stop bitch! You almost made
me cum, just from watching you work your clit, my
little tease!"
How could I tell her I was about to cum, with my mouth
bobbing up and down on her button? Fuck! I was so
close to the edge. I resumed fucking my hand, slowly
this time, to prolong my pleasure.
I could feel my knees burn as they squeaked against
unforgiving wood of the floor. Looking up past her
lean thighs, I saw her little dolls and teddy bears
lying on her bed, surrounding her. I almost laughed at
the thought of this cute sweet sixteen year old, who
had all these toys like a little girl, getting me to
suck her 'dick', while I knelt there naked on her
floor.
My hips begin to jerk involuntarily the warm feeling of
pleasure spreading up from my balls. Oh God! I was
getting ready to cum!
"Oh fuck! Oh! Look in my eyes Stephie . . . ahhh while
you suck my dick!"
I looked up into her half-lidded eyes. She looked so
powerful up there, pumping her hips into my face. She
winced and chewed on her lip, while she thrust. It was
the most beautiful sight, I had ever seen.
"Mmmmmm" she moaned. "Keep lookin in my FUCKIN eyes!"
I can feel my cum rushing up to the head of my cock,
I'm not going to stop myself this time, I can feel my
balls begin to pump.
"You're cumming AHH AHHH aren't you bitch . . . mmmmm
. . . Squeal around my cock when you cum."
"Eeeeeee---ahhhhh" I squealed and my lips vibrating
around Betty's hard clit as I ejaculated rope after
rope of cum on the hardwood floor.
"Oh FUCK keep bobbin that head Stephie . . . oh! . . .
. you are making me CUM baby! Oh Oh Oh Ohhhhhh."
I could feel the muscles in her pussy tense, gripping
my finger as she ground her hips up and down. I felt
an inner glow of pride knowing that *I* was making her
cum.
"Mmmmm, Stephanie," she cried as she collapsed on top
of me.
Our spent bodies huddled together, capturing the after
glow. I knelt between her thighs, head resting on the
blonde hair of her crotch, finger still buried in her
sweet sex. While she sat on the bed, splayed legs
gripped my shoulders, her upper body protectively
draped across my back, soft hands caressing my ass and
back.
Betty sat back up, closing her lean thighs, but keeping
my head trapped between her hand at the back of my neck
and the knees underneath my chin. Betty smiled and
looked down at me condescendingly. "Well, Stephanie, it
looks like I figured out how to use my cock after all,
doesn't it?"
I blushed, feeling manipulated and used, as my gaze
dropped to her lap. On one hand, I had sex with a girl
that was way out of my league. On the other, would she
call me Stephanie at school tomorrow? Would she tell
her friends and laugh at me behind my back? Looking up
at her piercing blue eyes, I knew I loved her and
wanted to be with her again, yet if I did, would I just
be her 'cocksucker'?
Judging from the look of superiority on her face, as
she looked down at me, I couldn't imagine she still
respected me. I glanced back down to the toys on her
bed, wondering if I was just another doll or bear for
her to play with? I could feel tears begin to form in
my eyes and I desperately wanted my clothes back on.
"Awwwww, don't look sad Stephanie, you were right too.
Having a cock does give me power and control doesn't it
baby?" Betty tilted my head back and began rubbing her
juices over my face.
Come on Steve, this is your last chance. Get off the
floor, put your clothes back on and leave right now or
stay here and fall completely under this young witch's
compelling spell, I told myself.
She smiled, batted her bright blue eyes, then tickled
my lips with her wet finger. I looked into those eyes
and lost myself. My lips parted and I could taste her
flavor as she moved her finger in my mouth.
Afterwards, Betty spread her knees and pushed me down
to the floor. I looked between her tennis shoes and
saw the jism covered hardwood floor coming closer and
closer.
"Remember good girls swallow," she whispered in my ear
laughing.