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This is a work of fiction for adults only. Do not read this 
if you are under 18 or if you are not an adult according to 
the laws of your Country. I don't think I need to tell you 
that this story is erotic in nature, and if you are 
offended by these things you might not want to keep 
reading.

This is the *very first* story I've ever written. In fact 
this is the first draft of the first story I've ever 
written. That said any email is welcome, as long as you 
aren't a jackass about it. In fact since I don't have 
anyone to edit my work if you would like to act as an 
editor feel free to drop me a line with any 
comments/corrections.

grazz332@hotmail.com

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Story Codes: (mf, bd)   



Mine
By Grazz
(c)September, 2004

	You're walking home, deep in thought and are surprised 
to hear a shout from behind you.
	"Hey Jen!"	
	You turn around and are surprised to see me jogging 
over, backpack bouncing. "Hey Dave, what are you doing 
here?"
	Grinning I reply, "I was in town for the weekend and 
thought I'd drop by. You up to much these days?"
	You hesitate, "Ummm, no not really."
	I chuckle, "Sounds like fun. If you aren't up to 
anything do you feel like doing something? There's no one 
in town right about now and I've been bored about of my 
mind."
	You think about it for a moment, but you've been home 
alone bored the last few days, and you'd really just like 
to have someone around. "Sure I guess... you want to come 
in? I just need to get some stuff."
	I nod, and both of us walk into the house. You lead me 
into the kitchen and offer me something to drink.
	"Just water thanks, you have anything you desperately 
feel like doing tonight?", I joke.
	"Not really... I was just going to watch some TV and 
take a shower." You hand me a bottle of water, and I down 
about half of it at once.
	I raise an eyebrow at the second one, then wink at you 
and laugh. "That sounds like fun." You stick your tongue 
out at me and I laugh again. "Alright, well at least the TV 
bit then. I can put this down too," I say, gesturing at my 
backpack. Deciding that this won't be such a horrible 
night, even if not entirely exciting, you lead the way 
upstairs. Reaching the TV I heavily drop my pack to the 
ground with a thud.
	Curious you ask, "What's in there anyways?"
	Grinning I give you a funny look, "Wouldn't you like 
to know?"
	A bit taken back by my reply you hesitate a second 
before walking over to join me on the little couch. As you 
sit down my arm naturally snakes it's way over your 
shoulders. You give me a nervous look, to which I reply 
"Hmmm? Oh that. I've gotten a little more... confident 
since the last time you've seen me. Does it bother you?" 
Not sure what to say exactly you just shake you're head no 
and turn to the TV.
	As we start to watch you grow increasingly aware of 
the arm wrapped around you. Glancing over you watch the 
strong hand slowly tracing out patterns on your skin. Was 
the room this warm earlier? You can't seem to stop glancing 
over at the hand on your arm. Turning back to the screen at 
one point you see me chuckling out of the corner of your 
eye and blush. Sliding my hand down, I brush the side of 
your tit and wrap it around your waist. You look over at me 
and in that moment of distraction I start tickling you! 
Gasping you try and jump back but my hands hold you down. 
You quickly counter tickle attack and I find myself trying 
to back away. Falling back you jump on top of me and start 
tickling relentlessly. I retaliate targeting your sides and 
thighs, and as my hands creep all over your thighs you feel 
your pussy flush. One of my hands is suddenly behind your 
head pulling you down into a deep kiss, our tongues 
meeting, my teeth pulling on your lip - and then another 
kiss and another.
	We aren't tickling anymore but struggling none the 
less - you will stay on top god damn it! You're going to 
make me your bitch! My arms grasp you tighter, while your 
hands dig into me. Pushing you up and off suddenly I jump 
at you, and you reflexively swipe with one hand leaving a 
few claw marks across my face, a drop of blood running 
down. Grinning savagely I force your hands down, mine 
digging into your wrists, and kiss you passionately. 
Kissing me back you bite my lip, and lick off a drop of 
blood that's run down to my chin. 
	Suddenly you heave to the side and we roll of the 
couch, with you landing on top of me. Still holding your 
hands, I destabilize you for a moment then grab for my bag, 
just snagging it. Pinning my arms down at the elbow with 
your forearms you turn your attention to our battling lips, 
intertwined tongues, nips, and outright bites. I seem to 
stop resisting with my body for a second and you enjoy 
yourself, making out and grinding into my hardon.
	I stop kissing you, and you look down in confusion for 
a split second. I'm grinning that same predatory grin 
again, "You're mine". Time slows as you feel my arms twist 
to the side, and break free. Your eyes snap up, but by the 
time you can see my hands the scarf I pulled from the bag 
has already constricted around your hands. I tie a quick 
knot, and roll your momentarily unresponsive body off mine 
and straddle you. Using one hand to pin your bound hands, I 
use the other to pull over my bag of tricks. Out pops a 
blindfold and another scarf, and then my hands move to your 
chest. I knead your tits hard, and then in a quick motion, 
rip your shirt open and off. Grabbing the bra I give it a 
quick tug and snap the straps.
	My head dives in to kiss you again, although you're 
stunned by the turn of events. As my hands run down towards 
your pants you recover and begin kissing back with passion, 
your hands swinging onto my back to pull my shirt up and 
off my head. Briefly removing my hands to allow the shirt 
off my head I quickly get back to work on your pants. 
Getting them undone I swing off you and pull you up. Before 
you can move your pants drop, and I yank down your panties. 
Sweeping you up in my arms, I grab my bag and quickly bring 
you into the bedroom, tossing you on the bed.
	Dropping my own pants I jump up on the bed and undo 
your bonds. Before I can retie you to the bedposts you 
pounce, struggling with me as we bite, lick and claw our 
way to dominance. My back crisscrossed with scratches, your 
arms bruised from my strong grip I wrestle you down again. 
"Mine!" I grin.
	"Fuck you!" you growl, and strain up against me 
arching your back, fingers wrapping around to dig into my 
wrists. Both of us slicked with sweat, I tie your right 
wrist up to the bedpost, and then your left next to it. I 
turn my attention back to your body, and lick around your 
nipple, finishing with a sharp bite to it. I use my hands 
to blindfold you while my mouth alternates between rolling 
your nipples between my teeth, and sucking your tits into 
my mouth. Blinded you struggle and squirm as you feel my 
hands run down to your wet cunt. The hands rub your inner 
thighs while my mouth continues to maul your deliciously 
sensitive and sore tits. One finger slips into your 
steaming pussy, then two. They push in as far as they'll 
go, then the powerful fingers curl up rubbing the inside of 
your cunt as they start to stroke back and forth. The other 
hand is squeezing your ass, nails digging in.
	You can't even keep up the pretense of a struggle now 
and just wriggle violently beneath me gasping and moaning. 
My mouth licks its way down your stomach, circling your 
belly button a few times before tracing out a winding route 
down to your clit. You spasm as my tongue runs over your 
sensitive swollen clit, circling and lapping at it quickly. 
My fingers now joined by a third, thrust in and out quickly 
against your G-spot, the other hand reaching into the bag. 
And as you feel my mouth suck in your clit something hard 
and wooden snaps down on your nipple. 
	Buckling you let out a short scream, and your pussy 
spasms around my fingers. A second later you feel something 
snap down on your second nipple and you let out another 
short cry. Blinded, tied down, you're overwhelmed by the 
sensations. Your nipples are throbbing within their tight 
confinement, one hand kneading your tits, the other filling 
your pussy; my mouth attacking your clit, tongue probing, 
circling, flicking - teeth nipping, lightly biting. Your 
moans turn to screams as you're pushed over the edge, your 
nails digging into your hands, thrashing wildly. As you 
come out of the post-orgasmic haze my face appears above 
yours, grinning again, hand still buried in your cunt.

"Mine"

