After about 10 minutes Missy forgot all about her guilt and
she started to flip around stations, bored, frustrated and feeling
strange. She didn't understand why she felt like this every afternoon
but something about being home alone and bored really wigged her
out. The more she flipped from channel to channel, the more frustrated
and bored she got. She shut off the TV and went into the kitchen
and pulled out some peanut butter and crackers and started to
slap peanut butter on thick. Then she squished the crackers together
and made the peanut butter press out the sides so she could lick
it off. This made her happy again and she was just about to take
her little plate of thick peanut butter and crackers up to her
room when she heard the faint 'tap,tap,tap' at the back sliding
glass door. She didn't need to turn around to see who it was,
she just yelled, "Come on in Jeffrey!" and walked
into the living room and toward the stairs.
"Hey wait up!" Jeffrey called as he ran up behind her.
"What do you want Jeffrey?" Missy called out without looking behind
her.
"Ahh, man! Peanut butter crackers! Can I have one?"
"Maybe." Missy started to walk faster, heading to her room upstairs.
Jeffrey followed, keeping pace with her. Missy smiled as she walked
through the doorway to her room. She was always happy when she
had anything someone else wanted and she was even happier when
she was doing something "bad". But in this case "bad" was calculated
like everything else she did. She knew that she wasn't supposed
to have anyone over after school and she knew that even more important
she wasn't supposed to have a boy over after school. But
Jeffrey was different, he was almost like family. His parents
were friends with her parents and they all had known each other
for almost as long as she could remember. So even though she would
probably get into trouble if her parents came home and found Jeffrey
here, she knew it would just be a light repromand. So Jeffrey came over almost
everyday after school and hung out until close to dinner time
and then he took off before her parents got home. That was just
the way things were and plus, Jeffrey did anything Missy wanted.
Anything.
"Awww..come on, can't I have just one? Missy!" He said her name
in more of a whine than a forceful statement. She wasn't sure
why, but hearing him sound so pathetic made her feel kinda...well...powerful.
She liked it, even if she didn't understand why.
"What? You want one of these?" She said, hanging a cracker in
front of his face. He tried to grab it and she shoved it in her
mouth. Peanut butter oozed out the sides of the cracker and down
her chin. Jeffrey watched amazed as she licked the creamy peanut
butter off her chin and then sucked on her fingers.
"Oh my goodness! Look. Only one widdle cwacker left. Does widdle
Jeffwey want a cwacker?" Missy teased. She held the cracker to
her lips and Jeffrey whimpered, "Awwww, that's just mean! Come
on Missy."
"Ok, then you gotta do something." Missy smiled and Jeffrey looked
down at the floor like a whipped little kid. He mumbled, "What?"
"Youuuuuuuu...you gotta go in my Mom's room annnndddd...bring
back a pair of her panties."
"Why? That's stupid, I'm not gonna..." But Missy made an exaggerated wide mouth with teeth ready
to chomp down.
"Ok, ok, but you are such a pervert!" Jeffrey said and he left
the room. Missy hopped up on the bed and waited. She was tempted
to eat the cracker just to show Jeffrey what a pathetic little
worm he was for doing what she said just for some dumb ol' cracker,
but she wasn't finished playing with him yet. He came back and
threw the panties at her and she instantly got angry and threw
the panties back at him.
"God! You are such a retard Jeffrey!" She said annoyed.
"What?! You wanted some stupid panties and so I brought you some.
Now gimme!" Jeffrey tried to grab the cracker but Missy slapped
her hand over the plate and pulled it away. Jeffrey got close
but she saw his face start to blush red like it always did when
he got really close to her.
"No, if you want this cracker then you gotta put the panties on."
"What?! Forget you! I'm not puttin' any panties on!"
"Then you aren't getting any crackers."
Jeffrey looked at her and picked up the panties. She could tell
he was thinking about it. She didn't know if he was going to do
it or not, but she was feeling good just thinking about it. In
fact this was the best feeling she had felt since she woke up
this morning.
"Well, I'm not getting naked in front of you if that's what you
want." Jeffrey said a little too quietly. She could tell he wanted
her to tell him to get naked right then and there, but she said, "Ok,
then go in my bathroom and put them on and then come back out."
He looked at her and then he turned and walked toward the bathroom
and she called out after him, "And don't fuck with any of my stuff!"
A few minutes later Jeffrey came back out with all his clothes
on and holding his fruit-of-the-looms. She noticed a little stain
on the bottom and tried not to look at them again.
"What the fuck Jeffrey!?"
"What!?"
"Why do you have all your clothes back on? You were supposed to
come out in the panties."
"I am wearing the stupid damn panties!"
Missy had to keep herself from laughing at Jeffrey trying to cuss.
He was like the model boy scout and when he did try to cuss it
always came out sounding...well, cute. She shuddered at the thought
of Jeffrey as anything but pathetic and she decided she was going
to push him further today.
"Well if you aren't going to show me your panties then I'm going
to eat this cracker."
Jeffrey looked genuinely pained as she held the cracker up to
her lips and she saw his eyes change expression and she raised
her eyebrow to let him know he better answer her.
"Ok, I'll take my pants off and show you if you will show me your
panties."
"No way!" Missy thought this was where it was all going to end
but Jeffrey started to get all pathetically snivelly again.
"Pleeassseeee?"
"No way you loser. I'm not showing you my panties so you can run
around Jr. High all like telling all of your little geek friends
that you saw my panties."
"No way, I wouldn't tell anyone."
"No."
"Pleeeeasseee?"
"No."
"Come on? Just once?"
"I said no!"
"Ok, then your bra. Can I see your bra?"
"God! You really are a pathetic loser, you know that?"
"Does that mean you'll do it?"
Missy thought about it, "Sure" , she agreed and you
would have thought that Jeffrey had just won the Publisher's Clearinghouse
or some shit, the way he was jumping around. She almost changed
her mind at seeing him so happy, but then she really wanted to
see him in her mother's panties and she really wanted to see how
far she could push him. The cracker was forgotten now and she
put it to the side, "Ok, then drop 'em." She
said, looking at his pants. His face flushed again and she could
see he was trying to hide his obvious excitement.
"So I really get to see your bra?" Jeffrey asked again. Her answer
was, "Drop your pants."
"Ok, but your Mom's panties are way too big for me and so I gotta
hold 'em on." Jeffrey looked at Missy pleading for mercy but all
she did was glare back, waiting for him and watching his crotch.
Jeffrey's erection was now full and he turned around and slowly
unzipped his jeans. He had to keep his hand on the panties to
keep them from coming down with the jeans, but even so, the back
of the panties came down around his thighs. Missy snickered as
the bottom part of his little white butt poking out from under
his Pac Man T-shirt. Jeffrey quickly pulled the panties back up
and tried to balance them around his waist so that they wouldn't
fall off. The front part of the panties barely covered his balls
and his pubic hair poked out from all around. Embarrassed, Jeffrey
turned around and faced Missy who was wide eyed and had a smile
on her face. The panties weren't doing a good job of covering
his hard little dick and Missy wanted to see more. She was starting
to get really wet at the thought of seeing him humiliated and
she loved the way his hairy little balls poked out from the sides
of the panties. This was the most fun she had ever had and she
was already thinking of more clothes she could put on his skinny
butt. But first she wanted to see him in only the panties. His
stupid T-shirt was hanging down so low she could only see his
tight nut sack as it peeked out from the sides of the panties.
"Take off the shirt."
"What?" Jeffrey pleaded.
Missy glared back and Jeffrey knew he was past the point of no
return. He wanted to see Missy's huge breasts more than anything
in the world, even if it was just with her bra on. With one hand
he tried to pull up his shirt and with the other he tried to hold
the panties on. But he couldn't get the shirt over his head with
only one hand and so he had to let go of the panties. He turned
around and let go and the panties dropped around his ankles. He
bent over and pressed his legs together tightly to hide his erection
from Missy and then when he had his shirt off he pulled her mother's
panties back up. When he turned around he noticed that Missy's
nipples were pressing out trough her T-shirt and Missy self consciously
pulled at her shirt to try to hide her excitement. But her breasts
were too large and she just gave up and let her shirt fall back
down. Jeffrey's dick was throbbing now, making tiny little pulses
as he held the fabric up. The soft silky fabric and the sight
of Missy's thick hard nipples through her shirt were just about
all he could stand. He could feel his peeter starting to pulse
like it does right before he shoots off and it was getting really
sensitive. He thought he might cum just standing there looking
at her and the more he thought about it, the closer he got to
cumming.
"Let go." Missy said. She was very wet now. She could see his
erection and she wanted more than anything to see him touch it.
But first she was curious if his dick could hold up the panties
and she though it would be fun to watch. Jeffrey did what he was
told and he let go of the panties and they just barely hooked
over the tip of his hard dick. But just the touch of the silky
fabric against his throbbing hard member was enough to send him
over and he looked up at the ceiling. He was paralyzed at the
thought of cumming but he knew he couldn't stop it! He was going
to cum!
"What? What's wrong?" Missy asked, totally confused. She wanted
to ask him to grab it through the panties and she was just about
to do that, when his body got all stiff and he looked up at the
ceiling. Then she looked back down and saw the first spasm of
his cock and then she saw the wet circle form in her mother's
good panties!
"What are you doing?! Jeffrey STOP! JEFFREY!!"
But Missy yelling only made it worse and once it had started he
couldn't stop it. Another spurt of hot, runny cum shot out and
then another and another and Jeffrey started crying and laughing
as Missy got up and tried to grab him and shake him.
"Jeffrey! Fucking hell! Stop it! Those are my Mom's good panties!
Those are like silk or something!! STOP IT!! STOP!!!"
Jeffrey thought it would never end and he couldn't believe he
was standing in the middle of Missy's room, the room he had dreamed
of having sex in a million times, being shaken by Missy, the girl
he had masturbated over even more times and having an orgasm in
her mother's panties. Finally the orgasm stopped and he couldn't
move. It didn't matter how many times Missy shook him, all he
could do was stand there crying and laughing. His sobs only made more slimy,
wet cum leak out the tip of his now softening pecker.
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!! Fucking shit! Jeffrey, take 'em off!"
Jeffrey didn't move, "Come on! Take 'em off for fucks sake, I
gotta go wash 'em or something. No! You gotta go wash 'em. I'm
not getting your nasty goo all over me!!" Jeffrey didn't move
except to cry. Missy was in a panic! Her mother would know if
her panties were missing and she would go ballistic if she found
out they had been doing something bad. She had to do something,
she had to clean the panties. Did cum come out of silk? She didn't
think it did. This only made her angrier and angrier. The panties
were now down around Jeffrey's ankles and his dick sort of stuck
straight out, not really hard, but not really soft. She looked
at it and it glistened with his drying cum and she had a urge
to do something bad again...like..like put it in her mouth. But
then she shuddered at the thought and she tried not to look at
it or let it touch her as she tried to pick up the panties. She
had to lift Jeffrey's feet so she could get the panties off them
and then she held them up with two fingers, holding them away
from her. Most of his cum had soaked into the panties and she
saw a glob start to drip out and she rolled the panties up so
it wouldn't drip on the floor. She left Jeffrey standing completely
nude in the middle of her room and she ran full speed down the
stairs, taking three at a time. She almost knocked the basement
door off it's hinges as she jumped the last few stairs to get
to the washing machine. She threw the silk panties in the washing
machine and almost twisted the knob off to get it to start. She
dumped some liquid in and then closed the lid. The washing machine
spurted water into it's belly and she looked at the clock overhead.
It was 4:30 and she thought she had time to wash and dry the panties
and then put them back in the drawer before her mother got home.
If she was lucky.
She ran back upstairs and expected to see Jeffrey high tailing
it out the door and back to his house. When she got back to his
room he was still standing in the middle of her room, completely
nude, arms down by his sides and his penis was now starting to
rise again!
"What the fuck are you doing?! Get some clothes back on!! For
Christ's sake Jeffrey, are you mental?!" She realized she sounded
exactly like her mother talking to her Dad. She shook off the
idea and then she looked at Jeffrey's dick again. It was really
funny looking and she noticed that it was now dry and she could
see the dry cum had left a white film on the head of his cock.
She wanted to touch it and play with it or at least thump it or
something. It just looked so stupid standing there and doing nothing.
Jeffrey still didn't move.
"What is wrong with you? Are you fucking retarded or something?!"
"I wanna see."
"What?! You wanna see what?!?" Missy was frantic! She couldn't
believe he was still standing nude in her bedroom and she suddenly
got really embarrassed and she knew her face flushed. This seemed
to make Jeffrey happy and he loosened up a bit which only made her angrier.
"I wanna see your boobs."
"You little sick-o weenie, geek!" Missy was furious and this was
enough to make Jeffrey start to cover himself but he still didn't
put his clothes on. She could see the tip of his dick poking out
from the top of his hands and she started to get excited again.
She wanted to see him stroke it, or do something. Jeffrey's face
was a bright red but he wasn't going to move and he showed uncharacteristic
balls by asking again, "I did what you wanted and now I wanna
see."
"You just ruined my Mom's undies is what you did and now you'll
be lucky if I get out of this alive! I'm not showing you anything."
"What?!" Jeffrey was too amazed to be scared of her and he went
on, "But I just...I did what you wanted."
Now he sounded pathetic again and this is what Missy wanted. She
felt in power again and she was also really starting to enjoy
seeing him holding his cock, even if it was just to cover it up.
She thought about it and she decided to extract a price again.
"I'll show you if you do something...else."
"Aww come on! I did it already!"
"Ok, then put your clothes back on and go home!" Missy commanded
and Jeffrey realized that he really didn't want to put his clothes
on. There was nothing he wanted more than to keep on standing
in front of Missy, naked and doing whatever she wanted him to
do. This thought made his cock start to pulse again and he couldn't
believe he was so hard again. But now he wasn't going to cum,
he was just really, really hard.
"Ok, but if I do this you have to promise you will show me your
tits?"
"Ok, ok. Then I want..." Jeffrey was like, "No, I want you to
promise this time!"
Missy rolled her eyes and she said, "Ok, I promise. Now do what
I want or I'm going to make you go home naked."
Jeffrey looked at her and he felt his heart leap at the thought
of her bare breasts. He could see her thick nipples starting to
poke out again and she crossed her arms to hide them.
"God! You really are pathetic, you know that?" Missy smirked and
Jeffrey grinned, "I want to see you play with it."
"No way!"
"Why not?"
"Cause."
"Listen, I just watched you cum in my Mom's panties, I think that's
worse than watching you play with it."
"No it's not!"
"Just play with it!" Missy wanted to kick him or something, but
she decided that she had better do something, "I'll take off my
shirt." She offered. His eyes got wider and he said, "Really?
Then take it off." Now the power was in question. Who had it and
who was manipulating who? Missy wasn't sure but she wanted to
see him stroke his little pecker more than she cared about him
telling his little geek friends about seeing her bra. She pulled
off her shirt and Jeffrey's eyes got so wide she was reminded
of the animated eyes in those goofy claymation Christmas specials,
where their eyes got big and the pupils got really tiny. She fought
the urge to cover herself as Jeffrey stared at her breasts. He
was the first boy she had let see her boobs since she was 12 and
back then they weren't very big, about the size of Paula's now.
She wondered why she was thinking of Paula now?
Jeffrey almost couldn't believe his luck! It didn't matter to
him that he was standing naked in her room, he had just seen Missy's
tits!! He couldn't wait to get back and tell his friends! Then
he noticed how dark her nipples were. He could see them right
through the fabric of the bra! They looked a lot different than
the women in Playboy and Penthouse, they weren't as bubble-ish.
Missy's looked softer and even though they were as big, if not
bigger than the girls in Playboy, they looked much more...
"Yes, they are real! Now stop gawking and starting stroking!"
Missy was embarrassed enough, she wanted to see something for
her trouble. Jeffrey started to stroke it and he didn't do it
anything like what Missy would have done it like. She was fascinated
watching him move up and down his hard dick and she wanted so
bad to touch it, or touch herself. She was so wet now she was
worried that he would notice.
But Jeffrey didn't care what was going on in Missy's crotch, he
was completely in awe. Missy was the most beautiful girl he had
ever seen. She had smooth olive skin, the perfect mix of what
his parents called "multicultural" heritage. He wasn't sure exactly
where her parents were from and he didn't care, Missy was beautiful.
Dark, smooth olive brown skin, soft round full breasts and dark
hard nipples that threatened to poke out the top of her bra at
any second. Her stomach was really tiny and this surprised Jeffrey
because her loose baggy T-shirts made her look like she might
be kinda fat. But she wasn't fat at all! She had the smallest
waist he had ever seen and her huge boobs looked even bigger now.
Jeffrey wanted to see her breasts bare, it became his new obsession
and he wanted to see them so badly that he decided to ask.
"Can...can I see your...will you take..." Trying to talk made
him very aware at just how good stroking his cock felt and he
noticed that he hardly had the breath to ask her. Missy wanted
to take off her bra, she wanted to have him come over to her and
let her touch his throbbing penis. But suddenly she was overcome
by the whole situation and she knew that if she didn't stop this
that she would do something stupid. Next thing you know Jeffrey
would be going around telling people that they were boyfriend
and girlfriend and she couldn't handle that. She couldn't be embarrassed
like that, she was too important, too beautiful to be going out
with a loser like Jeffrey.
"Ok, you need to go now." Missy said matter of factly and she
stood up and put her shirt back on. She picked up the plate with
the cracker and dropped it on the bed in front of him and said,
"Here is your cracker." and she walked out.
A few minutes later Jeffrey came down the stairs and looked at
Missy sitting on the couch. She didn't look up and she didn't
respond when he said good-bye. He walked out of the room and through
the kitchen. Missy heard the sliding glass door whoosh open and
then whoosh shut. She sat there thinking how stupid that was and
then she remembered the panties. She ran down the stairs and the
wash was just about to shut off. She couldn't wait and she turned
the dial until the spin cycle stopped and she opened the lid and
took out the panties. They were wet but she could see that the
stain was still there. A dark smudge on the panties like the dark
smudge these feelings left her with. She threw them in the drier
and turned it on hoping that it would somehow dry the stain out.
She stood next to the drier and thought about Jeffrey and wondered
why she was always so mean to him? What made her like that? She
knew she wasn't a bad person, just that he was such a little...a
little...well he was just such a little boy. The only way she
knew how to deal with a little boy was to treat him like a little
boy. But now something was different because she couldn't get
the thought of his hard cock out of her head. She couldn't stop
thinking about how much bigger and thicker it was now. Not at
all like she remembered it from when they were younger and she
had made him let her see it. In her mind she saw him laying under
her, she had him pinned down and she playing with his cock, feeling
it press against her. She could just about see his face if she
were to let him put it in her. Then she heard the door open and
shut! Home early?! What the fuck!?
"Missy?! Are you home?!" She heard her mother yell. She panicked
and shut the drier off and pulled the still wet panties out of
the drier and as her mother opened the door down into the basement
she threw the panties behind the drier.
"What are you doing down here?" Her mother asked.
"Oh, nothin'. Just looking for something."
"What are you looking for?"
"Oh nothin', never mind. Why are you home so early?"
"I have to get some damn papers your worthless father forgot to
bring me. Now I'll be at work until late tonight because of his
stupid forgetfulness."
She watched her mother leave the house and as she turned to
get her keys to lock the door, lock Missy in, she said, "Honey,
you are going to have to stay here by yourself until late tonight.
Your brother is staying at a friend's house and your father is
going out with "friends"." Her mother and Missy both knew what
her father was going out to do but since her mother was most likely
doing the same thing tonight, Missy just shook her head in mock
sympathy.
"Now come'er and give us a kiss. If you want to you can rent some
movies off pay-per-view or something but I don't want you out
of this house. Got it?"
"Sure Mom, sure." Missy kissed her Mom and prepared for another
night alone in the house. As soon as she saw her mother drive
out of the driveway she fought the urge to call Jeffrey...or...Paula.
Now there was a strange thought.
On to Part 3: Paula trouble