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Subject: {ASSM} First Impressions (fm, femdom, oral)
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Date: Fri, 15 Feb 2008 08:10:03 -0500
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First Impressions (fm, oral)

by Leowulf

In which Percy and Sally meet each other for the first time

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First Impressions

Percy Avonlea, a newly minted freshman, left his homeroom class, alert and
ready to learn.  Starting the day with his favorite half of World
Civilizations, the honors equivalent of history and English, was a boon.
Studying the almost magical rules of the English language was going to put
him in a good mood every day.

But his good mood started to fade when he took at least one wrong turn on
his way to Biology.  He wound up at the opposite end of East High School
from his destination.  With only one minute left to traverse the length of
the big structure, the slender lad had only 2 choices:  climb back up the
steps to the third floor, across the length of the school and back down
again (an easy trip, now that he had his bearings, and sure to make him
late), or go out this exit and try to get in at the other end (convincing
the guard that he really did belong there - and they didn't look friendly).

Percy was about to resign himself to being tardy on the first day of class,
when he noticed the "Physical Plant" door had been carelessly left open.
The maintenance tunnel would logically run the length of the building, to
allow workers easy access to problems anywhere along the way.  That meant he
would only need climb two flights of stairs, and not have to worry about
dodging through the student bodies along the way.  With a smile and his
renewed good mood, the short, slight teen took the stairs down two at a
time.

Trotting the length of the hallway was quickly tiring for Percy.  He was
made for thought, not activity.  But at least it was a straight shot, more
or less.  The dog-legs were evenly spaced and easy to jog around.  He had to
slow to a walk about halfway through.  That would make him late, although
not very, and probably not noticeable, but enough to dim his good mood.
Walking around the next dog-leg dashed his good mood immediately.

"Hey Pussy!"

Oh no!  There stood Boris "Bruiser" Kelly, Percy's nemesis from middle
school.  He hadn't changed at all since last summer, except maybe to grow
taller and uglier.  Of course, Percy hadn't grown; his Momma said he'd take
after his Papa; if that was so, his current 5-foot-nothing (in his two-inch
platform shoes) was at tall as he could expect to reach.

"You know this punk, Bruiser?"

Percy saw that there was one change; Kelly's crowd had changed, slightly.
The two hooligans with him had long black hair, darker skin, but the same
sullen, angry expression that Kelly had.  Briefly the boy wondered where his
former crowd was, then he remembered, two in Juvenile Hall and two more
shipped off to a military school out of state.

"Oh yea, Pussy and I are good friends - aren't we, Pussy?"

My name is _Percy_, and you know it, Boris!

"Holy shit!"  One of the dark bullies said.  "You mean his name really _is_
Pussy?"

"NO."  Small or not, the boy was becoming incensed.  "It's - "

"Pussy, we heard," the third one said.  The three of them laughed at that.
"Why they call you that, white boy?"

"Because he's always looking for cock!"  snickered Kelly.  "that's it, right
_Pussy_?  You come here looking for some big, meaty cock, huh?"

"No!"  Percy shouted, but the three mean boys laughed anyway.  Percy started
to edge around them, as this was starting to get pretty ugly.

"Hey," Kelly pulled the smaller boy back into the open area of the dog-leg.
"Where you going, _Pussy_?  We got all the cock you need right here."

"Get a life, Boris," Percy feigned bravery as he attempted to step around
his tormentor.  "I'm done here."

"I'm not done with you, faggot!"  Kelly pushed weaker boy savagely.  He hit
the concrete wall and then the hard, cement floor.

"I'm late for class," Percy said, trying to stand up.  "Just let me go."

"You're too late, Pussy!"  He felt a shoe on his narrow chest.  One of the
darker bullies was holding him down.  He said, "you can't leave till you get
that cock you came for."

All three laughed again and to Percy's shock and horror, Bruiser Kelly
actually began undoing his pants.  "Hold him down, boys, while I get the
python out."

"What the fuck are you punks doing?"

"Holy shit, man!"  One of the dark bullies holding Percy down looked
surprised and maybe a little afraid.  "It's Grizzly!"

"Who?"  Bruiser was too intent on making "Pussy" his bitch to be too
concerned about some girl.

"Just some cunt from the Res," said the third bully.  "She was just leaving,
_right_, bitch?"

The girl stepped out into the light.  Percy was struck by how big she was.
And being male, the small boy was also struck by how bosomy she was.  "Let
go of the kid and back the fuck off."

Kelly turned to see who it was. "What's the matter, bitch?  Are we bothering
your _girlfriend_?"

The girl nodded.  "Yea, that's my girlfriend, punk.  Now get away from
her."  She took another step toward the bullies.  "Final warning."

"Wait your turn, bitch,"  Kelly laughed.  "After we're done with your little
pussy-girl here, we'll have some cock left for you!"

The girl shrugged, and then suddenly launched herself at them.  Percy was
shocked that someone that big, and that round where it counted, could move
that quickly.  But the bigger shock came to Kelly.

The large boy had his pants and underpants around his ankles, his privates
ready for action.  Both made him quite vulnerable when the noticeably bigger
girl kicked him in those private parts.  She was wearing heavy hiking shoes
and Percy's nemesis doubled over in pain, tripping over the clothes bunched
around his ankles and landing face-first on the cement floor.

"Hold up, Griz," Percy noticed that the bully was indeed afraid, and more
than a little.

"Tommy Three Horses," Grizzly said to her cousin in the language.  "Why the
fuck are you still holding down my girlfriend?"

"My bad, my bad."  Tommy let go of Percy and then added in the language, "we
were just leaving, weren't we, Hawk?"

"What Tommy, are you a cunt like little Pussy here?"  Hawk - James Hawk,
about the most useless coward Grizzly's people ever birthed - punctuated his
statement by punching the small Anglo boy in the gut.  Another mistake.

Leaving the pale little Anglo holding his gut and whimpering like a little
girl, Hawk pulled out a knife.  His worst mistake that morning.  "You back
down, cunt!" He spat at Grizzly.  The language sounded obscene coming from
that waste's mouth.

Waving his knife, Hawk boasted, "I don't care who your mother is, cunt! I'm
gonna get me your little Pussy."  He kicked the poor little white boy's
gut.  He doubled over on the floor, tears streaming from his blue eyes.
"Then if you're still here I'm gonna get me - "

Grizzly shot out a powerful arm and grabbed Hawk's wrist in an equally
powerful grip.  "You think I'm afraid of your little knife, Hawk?"  The girl
drew the knife in his hand along her upper arm, leaving a trail of
free-flowing blood, then pushed Hawk down.  "I don't fear insects like you!"

Hawk's eyes showed the mindless fury she'd goaded him into.  Grizzly blocked
the knife-thrust and followed through with a punch and a snap-kick that
slammed the punk into the concrete wall.  She wasn't above learning martial
arts, and Hawk deserved a good ass-kicking.

"Griz!  Griz!" Tommy said quickly.  Grizzly smiled as her little cousin
raised his hands in surrender.  Hopefully, seeing where his short-lived life
of crime led, her Tommy would get wise and give up this shit.  "We're done,
okay?  Grizzly?"

Grizzly took her cousin's hand and drew him to her.  Her loins were warm.
Hell, she was in heat.  Physical activity and adrenaline always got her
hot.  But she still had a job to do.  She stood Tommy still and judiciously
slapped his face.

"Don't ever come down her again, Tommy."  She held her cousin to her.  "And
stay away from that waste of space, Hawk.  You're better than this.  What
d'you think Grandmother would say if she saw you - and don't think she
can't."

"I'm sorry, Griz," Tommy really looked it too.  He was blushing, redder than
he usually was.  "I don't know what was wrong with me.  I just thought, I
dunno."

"You didn't think, Tommy."  It took effort for Grizzly to keep her stern
demeanor.  "I'm just glad I found you when I did, before you let Hawk take
you too far."

Grizzly couldn't hold back her relieved smile any longer.  She kissed her
cousin, felt his ass up a little, just so he knew they were still friends.
"Now get your fucking ass to class before I kick it all over the place,
y'hear me?"

Tommy boldly kissed her back and said in Anglo, "see ya after school, cuz."
Then he beat feet out of there.

"As for you, you little shit."  Grizzly switched to Anglo as she pulled
Hawk's head up by his hair.  She kept him there, on the ground, looking at
her while she put his knife under her shoe and broke it near the hilt.  "You
better be glad I only broke your little toy instead of your useless dick."

She stood him up and said, "I don't care who my mother is either, Jimmy.  I
kicked your ass on my own."  She showed him the cut she made him draw on her
arm.  You cut me, and yet I let you live.  YOU OWE ME, BITCH.  Now get out
of my sight."

The Indian girl shoved the other Indian bully out the way Percy had come
from.  Kelly still lay face-down on the floor, unconscious.  The small boy
was alone with the big girl.  She looked down at his trembling figure, her
dark eyes boring into his own.

"Thank you," Percy finally managed to say.

"Give me your shirt," she said.  Percy hurried to obey her.  He didn't know
her except for the damage she could cause, and he didn't want somehow to
wind up on the receiving end of that.  The boy watched as she used it to
blot her arm dry.

"What were you doing here, anyway, little girl?"

"Just taking a short-cut; I was late to class."

"Never come down here again."  It was not a suggestion.  In the context of
what Percy just saw, he wouldn't dare do anything she said not to.  "and
stay away from the b-ball court unless you're in PE.  And _never_ go into
the back parking lot.  Ever."

"Okay," Percy said.  Whatever.

"No, you don't get it, princess."  The big Indian girl squatted down next to
Percy, her face close to his.  "If you come down here, or go to the b-ball
court outside of PE class or _ever_ go into the back parking lot, I will
punish you.  She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose.  Her breath
smelled of apples and honey.  "Understand, sweetness?"

"I understand."  Percy nodded sincerely.

"Good girl," The Indian girl seemed pleased.  Percy would have been glad,
except that she kept calling him a girl.

"I'm not a girl, you know."  Percy said, bravely contradicting her.

"I know."  She helped Percy up onto his knees.  His gut protested but with
her strong arms and steady hands, she had him vertical, if kneeling, in
front of her.  "But I don't like guys, get it?"

"You don't - ?" Percy suddenly understood.  "OH. I understand."

"No you don't," she smiled again.  "I don't mind your little dick getting
hard just because my pussy is only a foot away from it."  Percy looked down
to find that both facts were indeed the case.  She still squatted, her legs
on either side of him, and from his kneeling position, his private parts
were tenting out his pants, straining to meet her.  The boy blushed.

"But I don't want some bastard following me around, trying to put his dick
in my pussy," Percy blushed deeper at her frank, one might say obscene,
manner of speech.

"I understand," the boy managed to keep his voice long enough to add.  "I'm
truly sorry if I offended you."

"You don't offend me, sweetheart."  She smiled down at him.  "You get me
hot."  She stood and pulled Percy to his small feet.  "What's your name
anyway, little pussy boy?"

"Percy, Percy Avonlea."

"Wait," she smiled, unbelieving.  "Your _name_ is Pussy?"

"NO."  Percy said, realizing belatedly that he was taking his life into his
own hands with that loud response.  "I'm sorry.  No, it's Percy.  Short for
Percival."

"'Percival'?"  The girl's expression was both amused and a little confused.
"Are you telling me that your parents named you 'Percival' ... on purpose?"

"Yes," Percy said patiently.  "Percival was a knight of the Round Table in
the days of King Arthur.  Percival's not a bad name; he was a noble knight."

"I don't know, Percy."  She sat down on a crate against the wall.  "You're
more a damsel in distress than a knight."  She sighed deeply, her eyes
smoldering.  "And rescuing you has got me very hot and very wet, my little
damsel in distress."  She pointed back the way she came.  The way Percy was
headed before this awful encounter happened.  "Why don't you go now, and let
me cool down some."

She phrased it as a question, but Percy could tell it was as much a command
as when she told him to stay away from what he guessed were trouble areas.
Still, he didn't want to leave.  He wanted to do something else.  He hoped
she would be glad, and that she wouldn't kill him, or worse, think he was
only trying to put his privates into hers.

Instead of leaving like he was supposed to, so Grizzly could pull down her
pants and get herself off before she soaked her heavy jeans through, the
little twerp got on his knees in front of her.  The girl could tell the
movement hurt his poor stomach.  She was glad she kicked Hawk's ass.  She
stroked his pale cheek.  "I said, get the fuck out."

"I know," The little Anglo boy's expression was an endearing mixture of
bravery and fear, or maybe bravery in the face of fear.  "Please, would you
tell me your name?"

"I'm Grizzly," she said.  It was just a nickname, but everyone called her
that.  "Why?"

"I just want to know who saved me, to whom I owe my virginity."  Percy
blushed to admit that about himself.  "I - anyway, your damsel in distress
thanks you, Grizzly."

Suddenly, he stood and turned to go.  It was obvious to Grizzly that he
wanted to say more, but it seemed even noble knights had limits to their
bravery.  It was also obvious that he called himself her damsel in distress
just to please her.  That combined with the small boy's girlish figure and
the fact that she did just save the little dear made her so hot.

Grizzly reached out and grasped Percy's wrist.  If the tables were turned,
she would have broken the hold and had him on the ground in tears, but
somehow she knew he wasn't trained in self defense.  Gently, firmly, she put
him back on his knees between her legs.  "Take my boots off," she commanded.

"Wh - What?"  Percy stammered.

"Take my boots off," the big girl repeated.  "My socks too."

"You don't have to do this," the small boy said.  "I know you don't like
guys and - "

Grizzly kissed her fingertips and lay them across the boy's mouth, stilling
his babbling.  "Hurry now, princess."

Frankly, she was surprised that he did obey, but quickly her boots were off,
her socks thoughtfully placed inside them.  Standing on the cold cement
floor, she said.  "Now pull my pants down."

With eyes as big as saucers, the Anglo boy obeyed her.  He was trembling,
though she couldn't tell if he were afraid of her or just excited.
Certainly his stiff little dick voted for excited.  When her jeans were
around her ankles, Grizzly stepped out of them.  "Now, sweetness, pull my
panties off."

The girl saw little Percy mouth the word "wow" as he slid her underwear
down.  This was the first time she had been naked in front of someone who
wasn't a doctor or family.  The small boy looked so meek and so shy and so
innocent, that she wasn't uncomfortable around him.  "Good girl," she
praised him.

"Now, little Pussy."  She drew his face to her pussy, placed his lips
against hers.  "Kiss me."

This was the first time Percy had ever seen a real lady's private parts and
he would have loved to just study them, but he was too overwhelmed by her.
He meekly, eagerly followed her every command, kissing her, licking her,
kissing her more.  He was enraptured by the sight of her, the smell of her,
the taste of her, the feel of her lips against his, her clitoris against his
tongue, her whole loins against his face when she held his face against her
and rubbed herself on him.

When Grizzly came, and Percy was sure that was what happened, she clamped
her legs on his narrow frame, squeezing him almost painfully, she ground her
loins against his face.  Percy felt overwhelmed by the rhythmic pulse of her
orgasm.  He knelt submissively beneath her, then looked up at her, awestruck
at this radiant being.  Grizzly was to him more than just a woman.  She was
an Angel.  She was his world.  He wanted to stay there at her private parts
forever and ever.

Finally the girl bent over and kissed the top of Percy's head.  Leaving him
there on his knees, she stepped into her jeans again, pulled them up, and
fastened them.  All the while as she put her pants back on, Grizzly kept her
eyes on him.  Percy felt she was holding him in place with her gaze.

She stooped down and picked up her panties.  "Alright, princess," she said
fondly.  "Let's get you all cleaned up."  Percy knelt still as she wiped her
juices from his face with her panties and smoothed the last of her juices
from his hair.  All the while, she murmured what a good girl he was.

Squatting there, her thick legs on either side of his thin, willowy body,
Grizzly pushed her panties down the front of Percy's school slacks, under
his briefs, nestled them around his hard, throbbing penis, rubbing him
momentarily with her panties, making him shiver with pleasure.

"That's my good little princess," she said, leaving her panties stuffed
around his penis.

Without having to be told to, the little Anglo boy gathered Grizzly's socks
and boots.  She sat back on the crate, still feeling the pleasant shudders
of her orgasm, the pleasure compounded by the small, quiet figure in front
of her, stealing shy glances up at her as he carefully, lovingly pulled her
socks on and then her boots.

"Good Percy," she said.  She moved his hands away and tied her boots.  She
knew his small, tender hands wouldn't be able to tie them tight enough for
her, and she wanted the boy to enjoy the sight of her breasts hanging down,
big and bouncy, while she tied her boots nice and tight.  Then, still bent
over, she pulled him into her arms.

She kissed the boy's soft, cupid's bow lips, gently at first, then a bit
more passionately, pushing her tongue into his mouth.  She could taste
herself on his lips and in his mouth.

Then she stood and made Percy stand with her, holding his gaze.  "You
remember where I said to stay away from sweetness."

"Yes ma'am," the boy said.  He didn't mean to call her "ma'am;" she was just
a kid like him.  It just seemed appropriate.

She pointed him in a direction and patted his behind.  He obediently walked
that direction, looking back at her over his narrow shoulder, until he
passed the dog-leg and they were out of each other's sight.

When Percy had gone far enough that she knew he wouldn't hear her, Grizzly
bent over the body of Bruiser Kelly.  The little worm was waking up.  It was
time for her to teach him not to bother her girlfriend.

Percy and Grizzly went about their respective tasks of honor student and
school terror with the same thought:

"How wonderful to find a girlfriend on the first day of school!"

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