The Touch

“No, but you have to admit, it is a little farfetched.” she said. “Can you prove it? Make me do something!”

“I don’t want to.” he said. “I want you to do something of your own free will.”

“All right.” she said, heading towards the door. “Of my own free will, I’m leaving.”

“Is that really what you want to do?” he asked. “Are you sure? You will never have another opportunity like this again in your whole life.”

She paused. “No, I don’t want to leave. But I do want to see a real demonstration of your power.”

“So what you’re saying is, you want me to demonstrate my power on someone else, other than you.”

“I guess so.” she answered. “Or you can use it on me, if you want. Just don’t make me do anything like what you did to Michelle and Amanda, okay?”

“Really? So I have to leave all your clothes on?”

“Yes, please.” she said, primly. “Although, if you can do what you say you can do, I really won’t have any choice about it, will I?”

“Nope.” he said smugly. “Take off your sweater and jeans.”

“But… but I’m not wearing any underwear!” she said, her eyes opening wide.

“Fantastic!” he said. “That’ll be one less thing for me to tell you to do.”

“I’m not taking anything off unless you make me do it.” she said defiantly. “I don’t believe you have any power at all.”

“Really?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Well, I already told you I don’t want to make you do anything, and I still don’t but you’ll believe me if I prevent you from stopping me from doing whatever I want, right?”

“Well, yeah, I guess so.” she said. “What do you mean?”

“Would you let me take your sweater off myself?” he asked.

“Normally, you’d try to stop me, right?”

“Yes.” she whispered. “No. I don’t know.” She looked confused. “I might let you do it.”

“Well, let’s just put you to the test, then.” he said, coming over to her. He put his hands on her hips, then pulled her close and kissed her softly on the lips. As he did, he wormed his hands under the hem of her sweater and onto her bare skin, sliding them up her ribcage and pushing her garment up with them..

“Raise your arms.: he said, cheek to cheek with her, and she did, letting him take her sweater up and off.

“Oh, oh,” she said, feeling his hands caressing her naked breasts.
“I didn’t stop you because I didn’t want to.”

“I know.” he said. “That’s what I like about you so much.” He took a deep breath. “I’m going to take your jeans off now, and then I’m going to eat your pussy.” He kissed his way down her torso, pausing to kiss each of her nipples, then his hands were unbuttoning the top button of her jeans. “You can stop me whenever you want.

He pulled the zipper down, then slid his hands into the waistband and ran them down to her ass.

“You weren’t kidding about no underwear.” he said, feeling the naked skin of the globes of her ass. Her jeans were down around her thighs now, and he skid one hand around, over her hip, then down her lower belly and tried to insert it between her legs. She squirmed her ass back away, closing her legs tightly together and shivered.

“I… I’m not ready for that, yet.” she murmured.

“Then here’s the test.” he said, grinning as he looked into her eyes. “You will go over to the couch, take your pants the rest of the way off, and open your legs wide for me, so I can eat you out.”

“No.” she said, then a look of disbelief came over her face as she proceeded to do just exactly as he had told her to do. By the time she had reached the couch, her jeans were on the floor behind her, and she sat down with her ass at the edge of the cushions and her legs spread as wide as they would go. “Please, please don’t do this to me.” she begged, seeing him coming closer. “I’ve never been with a man before, and I’m scared.”

“It’s okay to be scared.” he said, going to his knees in front of her. He slid his hands up the insides of her thighs as she shuddered and let out a gasp of fear, almost a sob.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” he said, kissing her belly button. “Just the opposite.” He kissed the top of her wispy pubic hair.

“Please stop this!” she begged him. “Please? I’m only seventeen!”

“I know.” he said. “You’re seventeen, a Junior at Franklin High, and this is further than you’ve ever gone in your life.”

“Please?” she begged. “Please let me go! I’ve changed my mind about this whole thing!”

“Do you believe me?” he asked. “Do you believe me when I say I have the power to make anyone do anything I want?”

“Of course I do” she sobbed. “You’re holding me here, open like this, and all I want to do is get dressed and go home!”

“You believe I can make you want what I’m about to do next?”

“Oh, God, please, please don’t do anything to me! I don’t want you to change me at all!”

“Nor do I want to.” he said, gently. “I want to have you just like this. And I am going to have you like this. You’re my reluctant little sex doll, and any embarrassment you feel is just going to increase both our pleasure!”

He let out a stream of air over her pussy lips, and she began crying for real, knowing that his mouth was going to soon follow, and she was right. She felt an amazing liquid touch lick up the whole length of her slit, and her sobs turned into moans as his tongue found her clit and made several small circles around it.

Her belly heaved as she grew more and more excited as he continued his tongue lashing, and soon her hips were bucking into his mouth as he thrust his tongue deeply into her. She soon began bucking her hips into his mouth as he was lapping her, meeting each of the strokes of his tongue with eager anticipation. Just as she was about to come, she felt him stop and get up.

“Wha… Why did you stop?” she asked, trying to control her breathing. “What are you doing?” He could hear the alarm in her voice as she saw him drop his boxers to the floor, exposing his cock to her once more. This time, she wasn’t seeing it from the side; she was looking at it head on, and much closer than she had been before.

“No, please.” she begged. “No more, please don’t do anything else to me! I just want to go home.”

“I already told you, I’m not making you do any of this.” he said. He sat on the couch next to her, and turned to kiss her on the lips again. “You know what you want. You know what you want to do next. I’m just going to let you do it. Go ahead and do it now.”

She moaned in denial, but she was moving on the couch, moving to straddle him as she reached down and took his cock in hand. Their kiss continued as she put it between her legs, rubbing it back and forth over her slit until he was seated at the opening to her body.

“Please? I’m still a virgin.” she begged. “Please make me stop this.”

“Anne, do you really want me to impose my will on yours?’ he asked, fondling her breasts. He could feel her rocking her hips back and forth, letting him enter her a fraction, then pulling back. He waited for her down stroke, and thrust his hips up a bit, getting the whole head of it into her.

“Ahh!” she hissed between her teeth, feeling her virginal opening stretch to accommodate him. She left it in, and adjusted her rocking motion so that the head of it slipped in and out repeatedly. “I…I just can’t…” she said, half sobbing, and on the next down stroke, she took more of it into herself. “Please, you have to make me stop!!”

“I don’t want to.” he grunted. “God, you feel so tight and hot!” He thrust his hips up again, gently, and now he was halfway into her.

“Feels so good! I don’t want this to ever stop!!”

“I’m going to…” she gasped, feeling him slide deeper into her. I’m…I’m…” Why a loud cry, she threw herself to the side and curled into a ball on the couch, sobbing loudly.

He moved over next to her and gently pried one of her hands away from her face. She took one look at him and put it back, sobbing even harder.

“Anne, look at me.” he said, softly. She shook her head and turned away. “Look at me.” he said, a little more firmly.

“Why are you doing this to me?” she asked, obeying him. “Why are you making me feel like this?”

“Anne, I’m not making you do anything. I’m not making you feel anything, either.” he told her.

“But you can.” she said, tearily. “You can make me do anything you want, and feel anything you want. So why are you letting me feel like this? We almost… I almost did it!”

“What I want to know is; why did you stop, Anne?” he asked. “You wanted it, I could feel how much you wanted to.”

“I was scared.” she said, softly. “I was scared of how much I wanted it. I asked you to take those feelings from me; why didn’t you do it?”

“You want to know why?” he asked. “You really want to know?” She nodded dumbly, tears halting.

“Because as good as fucking Michelle felt, it was like fucking a robot.” he answered. I was controlling her emotions, her movements, everything. It was like jerking off with her body instead of my hand.”

He looked deep into her eyes. “I wanted you to fuck me.” he said. I didn’t want to just jerk off into your body. It wouldn’t be right.”

“Why not?” she whispered. “That’s what I wanted you to do. That’s why I was seeking someone like Amanda in the first place, to take away my choice in the matter and make love to me. I’m scared of the way I feel; of how deeply I feel.”

“That’s nothing to be afraid of.” he said, tenderly. “Most people would give all they have to feel that deeply. I think mostly, they are secretly afraid of how shallow they really are.” He smiled at her.

“Now, would you like to try it again? This time, with feeling.”

“Okay.” she said, smiling now. “But, can I ask one favor? Please?”

“You can ask.” he said, smiling back.

“Can I have you on top?” she said, in a small voice. “Please? For my first time?”

“I think you know why not.” he answered, shaking his head. “But if you like, I’ll be on top for your second time.”

He moved back over and sat reclined on the couch. “Come here, Anne, it’s time to give yourself to me.”

“Okay.” she said, then uncurled and got back into his lap. “I’m really going to do it this time.”

“I know.” he said. “And thank you for this.” She once again took him in hand and guided the tip into place. She sat down on it, sighing as it slid smoothly into her well lubricated depths. She put her hands on his chest for balance and started her up and down motions with her hips.