Post by Dr. Ivo Robotnik on Apr 17, 2008 6:09:14 GMT -5
You wouldn't believe it, guys. I just had the weirdest fucking experience ever. My girlfriend had left earlier this week on a vacation to Mexico with her sorority sisters. Girlfriend is hot stuff, we seriously have sex like every other day. Strange thing is, she is a pretty strict Christian. Her family is even worse, they have all sorts of crosses hanging on the walls and creepy ass doe-eyed baby jesus porcelain dolls placed around the house. I swear she recites fifty Hail Marys before bed each night.
Just as you'd suspect though, this shit turns me on in the worst way possible. I've never been religious myself, but the idea of corrupting the pure turns me on to the point of madness. However, she had left me alone to fap this week, and it was driving me nuts. During one said fap session, her little sister calls my cell phone, asking if I would bring her ipod to her (apparently big sis borrows things without permission sometimes). Being thirteen years old, she can't drive. She gave me the address of her stepfather's house, and said to come right in, as she was alone and might be in the shower. Yes, OT, a thirteen year old alone at home, naked, and me with my balls bluer than the skies themselves. I knew I had to strike.
Lost for a half an hour, driving around an unknown neighborhood on the opposite side of town, I was getting distressed. It would be infinitely easier to have walked in on her "accidentily" in the shower, but thanks to the fucking moron who designed the neighborhood, my time had pretty much run out. I decided to stop at a gas station and ask for directions. As I approached the clerk at the desk, I shat bricks... her dad was there, paying for gas. Not the stepdad, the real dad. Little did he know I was fully prepared to sully his baby girl. He left as I shared some empty jokes and small talk with the cashier, then I asked for the information I needed. Turns out there were two roads with the same name, one a "street" and the other an "avenue".
The house was easy to find as soon as I got on the right road. I went into the house and she called me from upstairs, saying she was done with the shower. Damn it, I did lose my chance. I walked up the stairs slowly, trying to form an alternative strategy. However, as I entered her room, I immediately realized I didn't need one. She lied on her bed with a thin light blue nightgown with heavenly silk white panties. The nightgown left nothing to the imagination, her round nipples were already standing upright in their blessed pink glory. She drew me in with the wave of a finger, biting her lower lip. She told me she wanted to thank me for bringing her the ipod, and wanted to 'apologize' for her sister leaving me alone for so long.
Game as I was, something wasn't adding up right. Call it a gut feeling, fellow OTers, but something just felt amiss in the air. However, when you have unspoiled Christian jailbait reeling you in like a trophy catch, reality just sort of crumbles apart, and the only thing you desire to do is obey. The softness of the nightgown was only bested by the deilcacy of her perfect, silky skin. Her blond hair smelled like lilacs, thanks to the shampoo she must have just used. Her breath was warm on my neck as I descended upon her slender frame, my hands gliding across her milky thighs, inviting the touch they had been forbidden to feel her entire life. As I traced my hands under her elegant cotton panties, she sighed contentedly and whispered in my ear, "Read the first word of each paragraph in the story, please. For me." I paused... what the hell did she mean? And then it hit me. It was all over. I was fucked.
Just as you'd suspect though, this shit turns me on in the worst way possible. I've never been religious myself, but the idea of corrupting the pure turns me on to the point of madness. However, she had left me alone to fap this week, and it was driving me nuts. During one said fap session, her little sister calls my cell phone, asking if I would bring her ipod to her (apparently big sis borrows things without permission sometimes). Being thirteen years old, she can't drive. She gave me the address of her stepfather's house, and said to come right in, as she was alone and might be in the shower. Yes, OT, a thirteen year old alone at home, naked, and me with my balls bluer than the skies themselves. I knew I had to strike.
Lost for a half an hour, driving around an unknown neighborhood on the opposite side of town, I was getting distressed. It would be infinitely easier to have walked in on her "accidentily" in the shower, but thanks to the fucking moron who designed the neighborhood, my time had pretty much run out. I decided to stop at a gas station and ask for directions. As I approached the clerk at the desk, I shat bricks... her dad was there, paying for gas. Not the stepdad, the real dad. Little did he know I was fully prepared to sully his baby girl. He left as I shared some empty jokes and small talk with the cashier, then I asked for the information I needed. Turns out there were two roads with the same name, one a "street" and the other an "avenue".
The house was easy to find as soon as I got on the right road. I went into the house and she called me from upstairs, saying she was done with the shower. Damn it, I did lose my chance. I walked up the stairs slowly, trying to form an alternative strategy. However, as I entered her room, I immediately realized I didn't need one. She lied on her bed with a thin light blue nightgown with heavenly silk white panties. The nightgown left nothing to the imagination, her round nipples were already standing upright in their blessed pink glory. She drew me in with the wave of a finger, biting her lower lip. She told me she wanted to thank me for bringing her the ipod, and wanted to 'apologize' for her sister leaving me alone for so long.
Game as I was, something wasn't adding up right. Call it a gut feeling, fellow OTers, but something just felt amiss in the air. However, when you have unspoiled Christian jailbait reeling you in like a trophy catch, reality just sort of crumbles apart, and the only thing you desire to do is obey. The softness of the nightgown was only bested by the deilcacy of her perfect, silky skin. Her blond hair smelled like lilacs, thanks to the shampoo she must have just used. Her breath was warm on my neck as I descended upon her slender frame, my hands gliding across her milky thighs, inviting the touch they had been forbidden to feel her entire life. As I traced my hands under her elegant cotton panties, she sighed contentedly and whispered in my ear, "Read the first word of each paragraph in the story, please. For me." I paused... what the hell did she mean? And then it hit me. It was all over. I was fucked.
