New Development 
By John Doe
Alice discovers the power in a woman's legs.


I was sitting on the floor in front of the folded futon (low couch) watching
tv. Alice comes in, all smiles and playfulness, blabbing about this or that in
that random way of hers. She slides onto the couch, sitting horizontally with
her legs crossed across the couch. I lean my head back on her thighs and chat
back with her as I watch tv. My neck is resting on bare skin, and look over to
notice that she's only wearing a black shirt mostly open, with the sleeves
rolled up, and a pair of black panties. It contrasts nicely with her creamy
white skin.

She's feeling full of energy, and keeps moving her legs and arms as she
gestures and gets into what she's talking about. She also seems to be a little
annoyed by my not paying enough attention to her, but she is too hyper a girl
sometimes, and I can't be giving her my attention all the time y'know. All her
shifting about makes her leg a less than optimal cushion for me, so I grab her
top (right) thigh and hold it still for a second. 'Alice, stop moving about so
much! I just wanna chill and watch tv. You're being too hyper'.

'What!? Fuck youuuu!'. She jostles my head around a bit more, and I reach back
with my hands to try steady her. To be honest though, there's true power in
those creamy legs of hers and the slightest effort sends my head bouncing. My
arms are also pretty useless from this angle. At one point in the struggle,
she raises her top leg to pull it away from my hands, and brings it down hard,
her thigh landing on my upper chest/lower neck, knocking the wind out of me.
'Gumphhh!'. Giggling at her little victory, she pushes her hand down on her
thigh to hold me in place. As I struggle harder, she instinctively crosses her
ankles to get a tighter grip on me and starts squeezing my neck, engulfing it
in smooth cool thigh, from my chest to the underside of my jaw. Her sweet
thigh is pressing hard on my windpipe making it hard for me to breathe. I'm
making little 'gak' noises, and starting to change color. She is enjoying the
'game', holding on to the couch for balance and holding me tight as I pull
vainly at her legs and try to buck and arch my body to break out. She's
laughing hard and saying 'give up baby, I've got you now, come on give up or
I'll turn you blue!'. I guess I gave up because all of a sudden I could
breathe a bit, and I was gasping for air and hanging on to those overwhelming,
luscious legs like a drowning man to a life-preserver.

She was babbling on again, and giggling, laughing at the predicament she had
me in. She had obviously found the perfect outlet for her energy too, cause
she kept pulsating her thighs, momentarilly squeezing the shit out of me and
causing immediate panic as I felt like it was about to start again. I looked
over at her face; whe was delighted, smiling, licking her lips and giggling.
She let out a big laugh when she saw the fear and panic in my eyes, and,
giving me a mock-evil look, launched into another squeeze, hard as she could,
planting her hands on the couch, flexing her ass and lifting us off the couch!
She even turned her body away from me in her effort, forcing me arch my back
to keep my neck from snapping, making me yelp in pain with the litle oxygen I
had, my thrashing body using up the rest. She dropped us down again, and
relaxed her legs a little. 'Baby, I've fucking GOT you! I fucking ConTROl you
now!', marvelling at how easy this was for her.

I don't think she realized how much she was really hurting me and scaring me,
but I just wanted to get out and show her that it was some kind of fluke. That
I'm not some little wimp she can push around! I try to tear free in what feels
like a massive, strong, masculine, adrenaline rush, but, with no concern at
all in her face, Alice just surely but quickly starts to tighten her squeeze
again, killing my efforts right away.

'See what I mean, baby?' she says. 'And you were trying so hard too, weren't
you baby?' she says as she leans forward, caressing the upper part of my face
that isn't wrapped up in legs. I say nothing, burning with embarrassment,
feeling that any acknoweledgement of my predicament would be a
self-humiliation, still somehow thinking this hasn't really just happened. She
slams the squeeze on again, and off, and on again, and off, and on.. '..see
what I mean, babe? Say it baby..'.

'Yes!! gak-!, pleas-gak pleazzz! GAK!!!'. Of course, I gave up. 'Yes baby, you
got me... you fucking got me... fuck.... I love you babe.... let me
go....please letAliceo..'. 'I love you too sweetie, and I'm glad to hear that
this hasn't damped your affection for me!'. 'In fact George, I'm getting
really turned on. I'm so wet..'. Alice pulls her panties down and slides them
down to her feet, loosening her legs enough to get them over my head. I of
course, didn't try to escape, in case she was just laying a trap for me. Her
scent enveloped me as the dark, wet panties passed and grazed my face, sending
a shiver of pure lust over me, making me close my eyes and drift off for a
second.

'George,' she commanded with a squeeze, 'take my panties off my feet'. I
looked over at her beautiful feet, entwined in soaking wet black panties, my
appreciation for her body heightened by my situation. And the knowledge of the
power those shapely legs of hers had over me, made them achingly,
frighteningly, beautiful. Looking down the length of her luscious legs, I
reached over with my left hand, and started taking the panties off, while she
curled and stretched her feet, making it a little more difficult for me,
teasing me, and allowing me to look lovingly at the muscle in her calves,
flexing below her soft skin.

'Look this way babe', she said, and as I turned my head back towards her I saw
her glistening wet trimmed bush moving towards me. She sat up and slid
forward, crossing her right leg, slidin my throat to her crotch. I was now in
a figure four of sorts, my body turned towards her, my adams apple pushing at
her pussy lips, my whole neck stuck to her hot crotch from the suction of her
juices, and my eyes staring straight up at her, watching her lick her lips. I
ran my hands over her upper thighs, and felt the firmness in her buttocks,
intimidated by the strength I now knew was hidden beneath the soft, creamy
skin.

Alice was practically purring at me, her eyes squinting with sensual pleasure
as she gyrated her hips, using my neck to rub her up and down along her pussy
lips. She lazily pulled at her shirt with one hand revealing a well shaped
shoulder and a perfect, pert breast with a hard pink nipple. She stroked,
squeezed, and twisted her nipple as she slowly masturbated herself with my
neck. Her gaze passed over my body, her eyes settling on my crotch. My cock,
as she pointed out was practically bursting through my boxers! 'I see you like
this George..'. She licked her hand, lubing it up, and reached over to free
and stroke my cock, playing with the head. I groaned in sudden and intense
pleasure. I hadn't even realized I was turned on, and now I felt that I could
burst into the hardest, sweetest orgasm of my life any second. But, she
stopped, saying 'Maybe later babe, but right now, you're My prisoner, and, as
long as I own you, you're going to pleasure ME!'.

So saying, she raised up, sliding her dripping pussy up my neck, on to my
face, her legs now ramming my mouth and nose into her crotch. The sweet-musky
scet of hers that I love so much filled my world, sending waves of erotic heat
through my body. I dove into the job, pouring all my tension and emotional
arousal into eating her out, my tongue working fiercely and tirelessly, pulled
even more into the job by the involuntary squeezes of pleasure I brought from
her. As she came again and again, she was starting to pull me up so deep into
the fold of her body that I wasn't able to breathe. Luckily she started to
buck hard, and to rub her crotch roughtly up and down my slippery face. When I
go down on her I can always drive her to a point where she just can't take it
anymore, even though she loves it, and I did so now. And I didn't pull back
and let her recover. And what with where my head was trapped, and her punitive
squeezes, meant to stop me, turning me on even more, she was soon thrashing
all over the couch, with me holding on to her thighs so as not to have my neck
broken as she jerked me this way and that. Eventually, she managed to pull my
head forward, trapping my neck once again, and squeezed me into suffocating
stillness.

She was now on her back, and I was lying on my stomach, with my face turned
sideways, pressed into her soft, heaving tummy. I could feel the intense heat
of her crotch on my constricted neck and the weight of her legs on my back.
She looked at me with a mix of passion, wonder, and possession, and pulled me
up to her, kissing me wildly and deeply, while wrapping her legs around my
stomach, pulling me in as with her hips. She started to squeeze me as we
kissed, starting with light pressure, but steadily building up to strength
that I never dreamed she could possess!

I felt my sides collapsing, and her calves relentlessly pressing into my back.
I felt like she was going to separate my torso from my legs, but I couldn't
protest, just panic as she held my head to hers, kissing me as I tried to
scream.

Suddenly, she grabbed my head between her hands, forced me to look at her and
commanded: 'FUCK ME'. Her thighs shifted to pull me into her and I obliged,
slamming my hard, throbbing, pre-cum dripping cock into her hot, wet pussy. We
both screamed in pleasure, and after a few hard thrusts we came together, very
long, and very hard, and once again, she squeezed me and thrashed me around in
the throes of her orgasm.

When we came down from our high, Alice kept her legs loosely around me as we
lay down facing each other, caressing each other and looking into each others
eyes... trying to make sense of what had just happened between us. My respect
for this woman had grown much deeper, and I felt completely overwhelmed by her
femininity, her strength, her beauty, and her sexuality. She herself, was
still shaking from the pleasure and excitement, but I could see love and a
new, solid self-assuredness in her eyes...

That's how it all started. If you like this story and would like me to post
the further development of this new angle in our relationship, please give a
shout on Diana's clubroom, on the stories & authors messageboard.