Competitive Date
By A.J. Brown
Guy has a unique date with Amanda from "Sister Discipline" and "Private Study Room"

**Note to my readers: I write Quick-Start stories as well as detailed Custom
Stories per my readers' request sent directly to your email. Please email me
at ajbrown2005@yahoo.com if you would like more information on Quick-Start or
Custom Stories**

It had been over a year since Dom had gotten laid and he was definitely
getting antsy about it. He was craving sex more than ever and just the
embarrassment about the length of his drought definitely wasn't good for his
self-esteem either. He was 30-years-old and he was a good looking guy. He
stood at close to six feet tall and was a slim 170 pounds but he had a good
looking face, kept in good shape, and was always well dressed.

But things weren't the way they were a few years ago. In college, finding a
girl to sleep with was like picking out fruit at the grocery store, especially
for a confident, well spoken guy like Dom. And even after college in his
twenties, Dom still had plenty of friends that would party, and finding girls
at the bars was never a problem for him.

Things definitely were changing for him, though. Most of his friends were
settling down. The girls out there that were his age were getting smarter and
not falling for the act that he would put on. After his sex drought had added
up to be a few months he tried going after some younger girls but that didn't
work for him either as it seemed that these girls didn't want to be the one
with the older guy.

So Dom finally did what he told himself he would never do - he entered the
online dating scene. He didn't tell anyone that he was doing that and didn't
plan on ever telling anyone. If he did meet a girl through this method then
he'd make up how he met her if his friends asked. He certainly did not want to
be 'that guy' that resorted to using the internet to meet girls.

Even the online thing that he had heard from many other people was successful,
did not work for Dom at first. He tried a few free sites as it was certainly
not something he was going to pay for, especially at the rates these sites
were asking for. So he browsed around with the free sites to see what he could
do.

Finally he got himself a lead. A 29-year-old girl had seen his profile and
expressed interest in him. They started chatting on the site's instant
messenger and they exchanged some pictures other than their basic profile
picture. Dom went with it to see what would happen.

Amanda Weinberg was her name and she was sure to tell Dom her last name when
they first starting chatting even though he didn't share his with her. Dom
looked through some of the pictures she sent him and he couldn't believe he
was spending his time talking to her. He was a good looking guy and he only
wanted to be talking to hot girls. Dom knew that he could only tell so much
from a picture but this girl had big eyes, a really big smile which just made
her look like she was annoying as hell, and her skin seemed to be extremely
pale. As a dark-skinned Italian, pale-skinned girls were definitely something
that he was not into.

But maybe this girl just took really bad pictures. Dom had seen that happen
before. The real reason he kept talking to her was that she was the first to
show interest in him in a long time and even though the arrogant guy hated the
thought of lowering his standards, when you go over a year without getting
laid you have to do what you've got to do. So they arranged a first date for a
casual dinner at a local pub.

When Dom walked into the pub and saw the woman standing there, he recognized
her immediately as Amanda. Those big eyes and big lips of hers were very
recognizable from her picture. Her hair was absolutely awful. It was dark and
somewhat short but it was very puffy. Dom couldn't imagine how a girl could
think it would be OK to walk around with a hairstyle like that. He wasn't sure
if he wanted to have a meal with her but then he went up and approached her.

"Hi" he said. She turned around to look at him and her big eyes got even
bigger looking.

"Oh hi, are you Dom?" she asked him.

In the new day and age of text messaging and email, Dom had not arranged a
telephone conversation before the two of them met and once he heard her voice
he wished that he had. Had he heard that voice in advance he probably wouldn't
have bothered to meet her for the date. She had a girly voice but it had
somewhat of a deep tone to it that he didn't like and she also spoke very
loud.

"Yes, nice to meet you" he said with a fake looking smile and the two of them
found a seat.

Dom wasn't entirely impressed with the way Amanda was dressed either. She wore
a tight forest green shirt on top, a tight pair of black pants, and a pair of
black boots. The outfit that she had on was rather tight and Dom could tell
that in addition to her face not being very pretty, her body wasn't a whole
lot to be desired either. Her ass was actually quite big for a woman that had
a tall and somewhat lean complexion overall.

Looking at Amanda was not the most pleasant thing in Dom's mind but having to
talk to her was brutal. Actually, it wasn't so much talking to her that was
brutal, as it was listening to her talk since she just talked so much that Dom
couldn't get a word in anyway. Normally when he was hanging out with girls he
was used to having the gift of gab and even throwing out some good jokes but
this girl talked so much that all he could do was just sit there and nod his
head. She talked more as they waited for their food to come out.

The constant talking probably wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for what
she was talking about. Most girls that did like to talk at least talked about
cute, girly things which wasn't the worst thing to listen to. As Amanda talked
though, Dom just could not believe how much a loser she was. She was just
sitting there talking about the dumbest movies that girls shouldn't even like
as well as just other uninteresting tidbits about her like how much she liked
riding her exercise bike in her apartment.

She also spent a lot of time talking about her family and how she was Jewish.
Dom wasn't a prejudice guy by any stretch of the imagination but he definitely
had plenty of friends that were since he generally hung out with an old-school
Italian crowd. If certain friends of his found out that he was on a date with
a Jewish girl, he'd be getting his balls busted about that forever.

Amanda talked more about her lame life while Dom just sat there, nodded, and
was glad he had a beer there that he could drink. He listened to her annoying
voice and looked at her annoying face, hair, and clothes. This chick was a
major loser but he realized that, despite that, he wanted to fuck her so
badly. As bad as she was, she was still a woman and at least she had the parts
that he needed. If he could just get through this meal maybe, just maybe, he
could get the sex that he needed out of her that night and then never have to
deal with her again.

The meal was finally over and when the check came, Dom almost wanted Amanda to
pay for it since he had to sit there and listen to her for over an hour. They
left the table and started to walk to their cars. The parking lot was dark and
Dom looked at this ugly woman that he wanted to fuck.

"Well thanks for the dinner" Amanda said and now Dom knew he wasn't going to
get what he wanted. "I had a great time. Here is my number. If you'd like to
meet up again just give me a call."

A day or two passed. Dom couldn't stop thinking about how awful that date was.
That chick sure was stupid and she sure was stupid looking. But despite all of
that, Dom still hadn't been laid in over a year and that problem needed to be
solved. Amanda was clearly never going to get a guy as good as him. She was
probably still the best possible solution to his problem.

"So what would you like to do?" Amanda asked him when they were on the phone
talking about what their next date was going to be.

"I don't know" Dom said and he did not sound pleased with the idea of meeting
up with her again. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, we've got a lot of options" Amanda said to him. "We could go
out to dinner again. We could go see a movie. We could do something
competitive."

"Something competitive?" Dom quickly interrupted and he had certainly never
heard a girl suggest anything like that for a date before.

"Yeah, you know" she said. "You could come to my house and play a board game.
We could go bowling."

The thought of having to do either of those things with Amanda made Dom want
to hang the phone up. He thought about having to sit her apartment playing a
night long game of Monopoly with her. He thought about her walking down the
lane of a bowling alley with a pair of ugly bowling shoes on and her big ass
shaking back and forth. He really did not like this girl.

"Or wrestling" she added.

"Excuse me?" Dom said curiously with a small hint of disgust in his voice.
"What do you mean, 'wrestling'?"

"I mean wrestling" she said to him. "We wrestle each other and see who can
wrestle the other one into submission. I'm actually a pretty good wrestler
since my legs are quite strong from riding my exercise bike."

At this point Dom did not know what part of Amanda's suggestion was stupider -
the fact that she would suggest that two people that had only met once would
get together to wrestle each other for a second date, or the fact that she
actually seemed to think that she might actually be able to put up a match
against a guy in wrestling just because she rode on an exercise bike a lot.
The latter really angered him and it even insulted him a bit that she would
think that.

"I assure you that you would not stand a chance against me in that" Dom said
to her, immediately trying to protect his ego.

"Hey, I like the confidence" she said back to him. "Looks like we've got
ourselves a nice little challenge here." Dom wanted to punch her in the face
at this point. He couldn't believe how dumb she was.

"OK, wait a minute" Dom said to her. "How exactly are you suggesting we do
this? WHERE exactly do you suggest we do this?"

"We can do it at the local college that I went to" Amanda said to him. "I have
full access to their gym and they have wrestling mats there. We show up, we
wrestle, and we see who can wrestle the other into submission."

"No, I really prefer that we do something else" Dom said now that he had a
clearer picture in his head of what she had in mind.

"Ooh, chickening out already?" Amanda teased. Whenever Dom thought he couldn't
dislike this girl any more than he already did, she'd prove him wrong. If she
really thought that she had any chance going up against a strong, Italian guy
in wrestling then he'd happily prove her wrong.

"Alright, you're on!" he said and when the words came out of his mouth he felt
embarrassed about how passionate he sounded about it.

Dom drove in his car to meet Amanda for their 'competitive date'. He wasn't
even sure what he should wear so he just had on a tank-top and a pair of wind
pants. He had a pretty strong upper-body so he figured he's show that off to
Amanda. She talked about her strong legs and his legs actually were quite
skinny so he made sure to wear the wind pants. Amanda didn't need to know how
skinny his legs were, at least not until he was naked and fucking her stupid
ass.

As Dom drove he thought more about Amanda's request and a thought popped into
his mind. Wrestling was certainly not a normal thing to suggest for a date.
But they were going to be rolling around on the ground together. This was
going to have to lead to some sex for Dom. That had to be the reason Amanda
was suggesting it. He felt a bit better about what he was about to do.

After he got out of the car and started walking into the college building, he
felt himself nervous about this unusual date for some reason. The building
seemed pretty empty which he was glad about. Having other people see him
wrestling with this girl was not something that he wanted to happen.

He walked into the gym. Amanda had the mats laid out and there she stood. As
he walked closer to her he could not believe what he saw. She was actually
wearing a navy blue one-piece wrestling uniform just like a high-school
wrestler would wear. It was tight to her skin and had the straps going over
her shoulders and everything.

Dom didn't get a look at Amanda's body the first time he met her because of
the way she was dressed. Now that he saw her wearing a whole lot less he
realized she was even uglier than he realized. To start she had, without a
doubt, the palest skin he had ever seen in his life. Since he was Italian he
was well-tanned, as were most people he associated with. Amanda was white as a
ghost though and it looked like her skin didn't get any exposure to sunlight
whatsoever. As he walked closer he saw that she had a few big moles on her
back.

Her figure was hideous, in his opinion. Up top she was quite lean and had
extremely thin arms. He saw how long and pointy her fingers were. Her boobs
weren't that big but they weren't really small either. They were kind of a
weird shape, though, and Dom didn't like them. He didn't think they went well
with her body.

Her lower body was almost the complete opposite of her upper body. He knew she
had a big ass from seeing her the first time but now that she had this
skin-tight outfit on, he could see that her chunky ass was enormous. Her legs
were big too, and he had never seen someone with such big legs who was so thin
up top. Her thighs were enormous and it looked like it was an even combination
of fat and muscle. Her calf muscles were very big also. Dom wouldn't admit it
to himself but he could tell by looking at her legs that they were definitely
stronger than his.

She was also barefoot and Dom definitely did not like that. He didn't like
looking at feet anyway, but her feet were particularly unpleasant to look at.
The skin on them was extremely white just like the rest of her body. Despite
the fact that her legs were so thick, her feet were quite thin like her hands
and she had long, bony looking toes.

Her toenails weren't even painted. Every other girl he knew painted her
toenails. He wanted to walk away. If sex was her intention from this he didn't
want it. But he looked at the stupid look on her face and he wanted to make it
clear to her that there was no way she could beat him in wrestling. She
started to stretch out her arms which showed off her pale skin even more.

"Hi there, Dom!" she said happily with that voice of hers that he couldn't
stand.

"Hey" he said not sounding too enthusiastic. "How's it going?"

"So you ready to see who can wrestle the other one into submission?" Amanda
asked him. He hated when she said it like that.

"Yeah, how do you want to do this?" he asked her with a tone like he was kind
of hoping she would just back out and admit he could beat her so they didn't
actually have to do it.

"We both try to see who can wrestle the other one into submission" Amanda said
again and Dom clenched his teeth a little bit. "We wrestle on the mat and stay
on the mat. The only rule is there is no striking of any kind. No punching,
kicking, slapping, etc. Anything else is fair game. Ready to see what you can
do against me?" Dom took one more look at that unattractive body of hers.

"Yea sure, why not" he said.

"Just take your shoes and socks off first" Amanda said. "If I do get kicked by
you by accident I don't want you to have your shoes on." Dom took another look
at Amanda's nasty feet and he thought that he'd gladly risk a kick in the face
from her with her shoes as opposed to having to look at those bare feet of
hers any longer.

He took his shoes and socks off, took his wallet out of his pocket to set down
on the ground, and walked onto the mat. He looked at Amanda who had a serious
look on her face like she was ready to go. He looked at the look of
seriousness in her big eyes and her big lips. She started to circle around a
little bit like she was ready to wrestle. There was no turning back now.

Amanda was the aggressor as she went right at Dom and grabbed him at the
shoulders. He grabbed her back at her shoulders and the two of them were
immediately trying to wrestle the other one to the ground. Just feeling
Amanda's pale skin made Dom feel weird.

Dom initially wasn't sure how hard he was going to try. But once they started
pushing at each other, Dom realized that she was a lot stronger than he had
anticipated her to be and that if he didn't try his hardest he was going to
lose. His upper-body still seemed stronger than hers but her legs were
definitely stronger than his and that was keeping them even.

Dom pushed as hard as he could, trying to take Amanda to the ground, but she
wouldn't budge. He looked at that face of hers that he did not like and it
really frustrated him that he could not overpower this girl. He hoped if he
kept pushing that he'd eventually wear her down but it wasn't happening.

The two of them started trying harder and Dom could feel her skin push against
him as they increased their efforts. She was already starting to sweat a
little bit. But the more they pushed the stronger Amanda felt and Dom's
frustration was increasing. He looked at the stupid look on his face and it
was driving him crazy.

Amanda then lifted her right leg and went for a sweep of Dom's legs. When she
did so he felt the sheer strength advantage that she had over him in her legs
and he immediately went to the ground. He was just too weak to do anything
about it. He landed on his back and Amanda landed on top of him.

Dom quickly tried to get up but Amanda jumped right on top of him and laid her
body across his. They were still wrestling and Dom was now losing. The first
thing Amanda did was wrap her legs around Dom's. Her thick legs felt so much
stronger than his and he couldn't move his legs at all.

He tried using his upper-body to push her off of him but that wasn't working
either. He still felt that his upper-body was stronger than hers but it didn't
really matter since she knew how to use her legs so well. His efforts from his
arms, chest, and shoulders were useless with his legs being completely trapped
and immobilized.

Dom looked up at Amanda's stupid looking face as she looked down at him. She
was a girl, for crying out loud, and she was a loser one at that. But she was
beating him. He had to restore his male pride and not let that happen. He was
wrestling his hardest and even gasping as he struggled but he was trapped and
there was nothing he could do.

Dom finally realized that she had him and that he wasn't going to get free, at
least not if he continued to wrestle fairly. He was embarrassed that he needed
to do what he needed to do to get free. But he just needed one second chance
to be even with her and then he knew he could beat her.

He tickled Amanda's hips and she immediately let out the most loud and
annoying sounding laugh. He hated hearing her laugh but it did help him
accomplish what he needed to. The tickling distracted Amanda enough where he
was able to push her off of him.

Dom was relieved but it was a very brief relief. Amanda was able to stretch
out her legs and wrap them around Dom's ribs before he had a chance to really
do anything. She tightened those thick legs of hers and Dom could immediately
feel the pain. She didn't stop the squeezing and Dom moaned with pain.

Amanda kept applying more pressure on Dom's ribs and he was in more pain than
he had ever been in, in his life. Not only was it painful for him as this
strong girl squeezed him but it was quite frightening as well. It felt like
she was going to break his ribs as well as maybe damage his vital organs.

Dom looked at her face and he did not want to give in to her. For an Italian
male to have to submit to a woman, that was damaging to his pride enough, but
one who was so incredibly annoying made it that much worse. But she squeezed
his ribs tighter and he couldn't take it anymore. He had no choice but to tap
out.

"Alright" he said reluctantly as he tapped his hand on the mat. "I give up.
You win."

Amanda let him free from the scissors once he tapped out like she should have.
But instead of moving away from him like he wanted her to, she actually sat up
so her ass was a few inches above him, and her legs surrounded his hips. She
started inching her legs up so her ass was actually getting closer to his
face.

Dom had no idea what she was doing but he definitely didn't like it. He wanted
to get away from her but his ribs were still hurting pretty badly from the
scissors she had him in and moving even a little bit was painful for him. He
thought about trying to push her away but her legs and ass were too thick
where he didn't think he'd be able to do anything.

Dom just lay there wondering what she was going to do. He could see how thick
her chunky ass was and there she was bringing it closer to his face. He wanted
to tell her to get it the hell out of there but he was actually genuinely
curious what she was doing. She laughed with her annoying laugh as she inched
up higher. She moved up so her thick legs were surrounding his head and she
put her ass just inches from his face.

"Kiss my tushy!" she yelled out with her loud, annoying voice and she seemed
to really enjoy saying it.

Dom could not believe what she was asking him to do and he definitely could
not believe the word she had used to describe her ass. He didn't know what
kind of grown woman would actually say that term. He lay there in shock about
the whole thing and he didn't do or say anything.

"Come on!" she said sounding amused but also a bit impatient. "Kiss my
tushy!!" Now she had pushed Dom's patience over the edge.

"Get the hell off of me!" he yelled angrily.

Amanda just laughed at his loud and stern order and he couldn't take it
anymore. He grabbed her right at her ass and that thing felt even bigger and
chunkier than it looked. His lean hands were no match for it and as he
continued to push at her ass without being able to move it away from him at
all, Amanda just continued to laugh with her extremely annoying laugh.

"Kiss my tushy!" she laughed again.

"Fuck you!" he said back angrily.

And right after those words had come out of Dom's mouth, Amanda sat her big,
chunky ass right on Dom's face. He couldn't see a thing but darkness and he
could barely breathe. He could feel the sweat from her ass sinking through the
wrestling outfit that she had on and right onto his face. He could taste her
chunky ass right through the wrestling outfit. It was by far the worst thing
he had ever experienced. He desperately tapped out on the ground. Amanda held
her ass on his face a bit longer and then finally got up a little bit, holding
her ass right above his face.

"Get off of me, now" he said seriously.

His nose was in the most pain from being squished by her big ass and he could
feel that his eyes had completely watered up. Amanda didn't say a word this
time and he saw her bringing her ass down to do it again. Before he could say
another word, her big ass was completely pressed down on his face again.

This was pure torture for Dom. Her butt seemed to have gotten even sweatier
than before and he could feel, taste, and smell that sweaty ass of hers right
on his face. He couldn't breathe at all and he could not believe that this
loser woman was humiliating him the way she was. He had to desperately tap on
the ground again and Amanda lifted her ass up just enough so he could breathe
but it was still right above his face.

"If you don't kiss my tushy, I'm just going to do it again" she said to him.

Dom looked at the position he was in. If his friends and family knew that some
loser girl forced him to kiss her ass against his will he would surely never
be able to show his face around them again. But Amanda's ass was right above
his face and if he denied her then he'd be in even more trouble.

Dom couldn't believe that he was actually doing it, but he very reluctantly
kissed her ass. He did it once and Amanda shook her butt back and forth to
indicate that she wanted it done multiple times. He kissed her ass some more
and she laughed with that extremely annoying laugh that he hated more than
anything in the world.

"Oh, this is awesome!" she said very loudly. "I love it when a boy kisses my
tushy. There's nothing more fun than this."

Amanda continued to sit right where she was as Dom kissed her big, sweaty ass
some more. He had a feeling if he stopped that she might sit on his face again
so he just kept doing it, as much as he didn't want to. Finally, she moved her
ass and sat next to Dom's head while he just lay there looking straight up in
the air at the disbelief that she had hurt his pride the way she had.

Dom's state of disbelief increased at what Amanda did next. She took her bare
feet and put them right in his face. They had an extremely strong foot smell
to them especially after they were stepping all over the wrestling mat when
they were wrestling. Dom immediately grabbed Amanda's ankles and tried to push
her feet away but her legs were way too strong.

"Kiss my tootsies!" Amanda said loudly with amusement and Dom just could not
stand the words that she chose to use to describe her body parts.

"Get your fucking feet out of my face!" he said desperately as she rubbed her
feet right in his face some more and he tried to push them away.

"Kiss my tootsies!" she said again and she just seemed to love saying that
word.

"Fuck you bitch!" he yelled back.

Amanda pulled her feet away from Dom's face but he looked at the look on her
face and he knew he had made a mistake. She moved towards him like she was
going to sit on his face again and she was moving too quickly for him to get
away. She sat with her big ass right above his face again.

But this time instead of gently sitting on Dom's face like she had the
previous time, she dropped her big ass on his face with full force. Dom felt
her heavy ass land right on his face with all of the weight from the rest of
her body behind it as well. It felt like she had knocked him out for a brief
second and when he realized what had happened he could feel her big, sweaty
ass squishing his face again as well as a lot of pain in his face.

Amanda then got off of Dom and he just immediately started crying. The tears
were partly from the physical pain that he felt but also from the fact that he
knew he was defeated. He looked at Amanda who was just looking at him and she
didn't mock the grown man for crying. She looked like she was giving him a bit
of time to get himself together.

And as Dom looked at Amanda he couldn't help but feel respect for her. His
whole life he had been a confident Italian guy that was a bit high on himself
and this girl had completely put him in his place. She was better than he was
and he had to do exactly what she said or suffer the consequences. No one was
around to help him and he was inferior to her so he couldn't help himself.

"You ready to start doing what I say?" Amanda asked him gently.

"Yes" Dom said to her very obediently.

"Smell my tootsies" she said and she put her bare feet right in Dom's face. He
took a little bit of a sniff and the odor from them sure was strong.

"No, come on" Amanda said with a disciplinary tone. "Take a real whiff of
them." She pushed her bare feet right into Dom's nose and he took a big
inhale. He could smell the feet, the sweat, the dirt, and the wrestling mat on
them and he gagged.

"Oh stop it" Amanda said sounding very disappointed. "Stop being a baby. Take
another good whiff of them and stop acting like it's so bad." Dom took a big
sniff again and even though the odor was just as strong, he was able to do it
without gagging this time.

"Good boy, now kiss my tootsies" she said to him. "Kiss them all over." Dom
kissed all over the bottom of Amanda's bare feet and she laughed a bit as he
did so. Her laugh was just more of a reminder that she was in control.

"Now lick my tootsies" she said to him.

Dom didn't want to do it but he knew better than to tell her that. He started
to lick the bottom of her feet and the taste of them made him want to gag
again. It took all of his power not to gag but he couldn't help but let out a
little bit of a whine as he did it. His whine just made Amanda laugh again.

"Now suck my tootsies" she said to him.

She didn't even give Dom a chance to do it on his own before she just shoved
her foot right into his mouth. She looked at the look on Dom's face which he
imagined looked pretty pathetic as she shoved it in deeper. He felt like such
a little bitch as he looked at the look of satisfaction on Amanda's face as
she shoved her foot deeper in his mouth.

Finally she pulled it out and Dom could not wait to wash his mouth out for
about a half hour with mouthwash to get that strong foot taste out of his
mouth. Amanda just proudly sat next to him as he lay on the ground completely
defeated. He then noticed something else that he couldn't believe. This whole
experience with Amanda had gotten him completely sexually charged for some
reason, despite how hideous he thought she was. He felt hornier than he ever
had and his cock was standing straight up in his wind pants. Amanda noticed it
as well.

"Well, well it looks like you do like me" Amanda laughed as she moved towards
his rock hard cock. "Would you like Amanda to take care of you?"

"Yes, yes" he said wanting it so badly. "Can we have sex?"

"Oh, I would never have sex with a guy after just two dates" Amanda said to
his disappointment. "But you've been a real good sport so I'd be happy to give
you a hand job. I'm very good at those. Would you like that?" Amanda looked at
him with a smile and she waved her long, bony fingers around. Dom wanted what
she was offering so badly.

"Yes, oh yes!" he said to this girl that he couldn't stand earlier.

Amanda laughed with her annoying sounding laugh that Dom now loved as she
pulled his pants down. Her annoying laugh turned him on even more. She pulled
off his pants and his boxers and they both looked at his cock that was
standing straight up. Amanda grabbed a hold of it and started jerking him off.

Feeling that skinny hand of hers jerking him off was the best thing that he
ever felt in his life. She was squeezing his cock perfectly and Dom was
moaning with extreme pleasure. He looked at her annoying looking face and it
looked like she was having so much fun. He looked at her feet and they were
getting him even more excited. He moaned louder.

"Yes, oh yes Amanda!" he yelled loudly.

"You like that?" Amanda asked as she tugged harder. "Am I treating you well?"

"Oh so well" he said with extreme satisfaction and he felt like he was going
to cum any second. "Oh this is so good."

"Wow, you really do like me" Amanda said as she continued to squeeze and tug.
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Yes I do!" Dom said back to her. "I want that so badly!!"

"Awesome!" Amanda said back happily.

She seemed to really be happy now and she squeezed and tugged his cock
extremely hard which just felt incredible for him. He started to cum
everywhere and Amanda just kept tugging at his dick. He was cumming nonstop
and far more than he ever had in his life. Finally he was all done and Amanda
let go of his cock.

It was less than thirty seconds before Dom's enjoyment of the situation was
completely gone. Now that his pipes were cleaned out it was back to reality
and it wasn't a reality he liked at all. He had just been completely beaten
and humiliated by this girl and then he actually got extreme sexual pleasure
from someone who he thought was ugly and far beneath him socially. He felt
disgusted.

And it got worse. With a romantic look on her face she looked Dom right in the
eyes and then cuddled up with him on the ground. He felt her sweaty, pale skin
touching him and just being touched by this girl made him cringe. He wanted
nothing more than to pull away. She then reached for his wallet, opened it up,
and looked at his driver's license.

"Ah, I know where that address is" she said with a smile and then she closed
his wallet up and tossed it off to the side. "That's not too far from where I
live. I'm so happy that a cool, good-looking guy like you has agreed to be my
boyfriend. You've made me a very happy girl."

Amanda squeezed Dom tighter and then she wrapped her legs around his. She
squeezed her legs tightly and he could feel how strong they were compared to
his. It was a perfect reminded for him that he wasn't going anywhere. As
Amanda cuddled with Dom he just looked straight up in disbelief at what he had
gotten himself into.

**Email me at ajbrown2005@yahoo.com for information on my Quick-Start or
Custom Stories**