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Hired Gun Ch. 02

After I guided Allison her daughter through her very first fucking session I was approached by Lucille Allison’s mother to ‘request’ that I perform the same service for one Heather.

I live in a granny flat behind the home of Lucille and her husband. They provide me with the granny flat food utilities and even pay for a bit of doctor service. I don’t really need Lucille and her husband there are any number of rural bridges I could live under if I could figure out how to do without food.

What I did was to indicate to Lucille that I would do as she requested but that my mind would be on Allison.

Lucille basically indicated that I should forget about Allison from here on out unless I wanted to sing soprano in a choir. Since I highly value my testicles I decided to play Lucille’s game.

If I were to survive I had to stay in Ocean Hills a bit longer. It was Tuesday and there was to be a presentation ceremony Friday to award me a certificate for my academic excellence. I was to stay in Ocean Hills and accept the honors showered on me and then not let the screen door hit me in the ass on my way out. If I stayed and was a good boy I would get a few miserable dollars to buy such luxuries as a bus ticket to State and food on the trip. If I did not stay and be a good boy I was liable to wind up dead flat broke outside of Ocean Hills auditioning for a job singing soprano in a choir.

I did not really know Heather. I had probably spoken with her once or twice in my year at Ocean Hills but we lived in different worlds. Ocean Hills is a filthy rich community. The people of quality may have to hire help from time to time but their daughters do not have to associate with hired boys.

Of course if a family wants their rich-bitch princess broken in sexually without any local publicity why hired boy is just the ticket. Hired boy works quickly cheaply and quietly. The last is to avoid singing soprano.

Since I was going to be a good boy I was taken down to a rather fashionable men’s store and fitted for a suit. It would not do for an Ocean Hills honor winner to be presented with an award without being properly dressed for the occasion. The man who ran the store pointed out that I would also need suitable shoes. The shoes were for the image of Ocean Hills not for the wretched hired gun. (Remember yo’ place boy! Yassuh! Yassuh!)

As I returned to my granny flat I was accosted by a very upset Allison. She felt that I was betraying her.

I tried to politely point out that I had no choice and that I did not want to do it but that Lucille had insisted and that I had no choice.

Allison ran off crying.

OK hard core inner city hired gun damn near cried as well.

That evening Heather strutted in and basically told me ‘hurry it up boy I am double parked!’

I am six foot five inches of 18 year old stud. I am quite strong and I have grown up where I had learn to use physical strength to survive. I forcibly sat Heather down in my other chair (I have two chairs total in my granny flat).

I pointed out to Heather that the experience she was about to undergo could be painful and traumatic or rewarding her choice. The rewarding experience depended upon Heather’s state of mind. Heather had to be in the mood to receive what I was going to give her. If Heather was to be in the proper mood we had to work through things gradually until Heather was in a mental state to be under my complete physical and emotional control.

Heather began to realize that she was moving into uncharted territory and it was not going to be like a little petting session with one of her rich little boys. In addition Heather had a chance to realize that I was not some little nerd boy she could control but a large strong stud.

I saw rebellion flare in Heather’s face and then the realization dawned that the powers that be (almost certainly her mother) would not accept the fact that she just walked out.

I used the moment of hesitation to point out that we were about to play a game she would need to play for the rest of her life. She had a role to play in the game and she could really only properly function within that role. (If you ever heard anybody say ‘lie down and spread yo’ legs bitch’ in a smoother fashion you are dreaming!)

Heather gulped and then said that I had to understand that this was a one time thing and that we were not going to have a relationship.

I corrected Heather by telling her that we were going to have a relationship for a couple of hours only. And the relationship was far more important to Heather than it was to me. Finally the relationship could smoothly launch Heather on the rest of her sex life or dump her into the deep end of a dark swamp pool.

Heather gulped again and said that things were a lot more complicated that she had thought.

I told Heather that we would begin slowly and work up to the first of a two-part experience. I then told her that she needed to take off her dress here and now.

Heather looked desperately at me. I pointed out that she should think of the situation as Heather giving me a very nice present. She did not need to go into the bathroom to unwrap my present.

Heather got up and began to unfasten things.

I pointed out that it was not a timed event and she should take it slow and tease me a bit.

Heather was embarrassed but began to see where I was leading. She did take off the dress but only after a little ‘maybe I wall and maybe I won’t’ act. She then stood there uncertain as to what I was to demand next.

I pointed out that she was showing me the best she had and she should damn well act that way.

Well Heather was a social girl and she certainly had some idea of how to act. She arched her back and kind of displayed her tits for me. What the hell she even wiggled her ass a little to indicate that there was some really good stuff under her panties!

I then had Heather remove her bra in order to better display her tits for me.

Heather pointed out that she had breasts not tits.

I pointed out that when they got to that size and shape ‘them are tits!’

Heather began to realize that there was more to this sex thing than just fancy dresses and little petting sessions that she could control. She got into the poor girl who was about to be ravished by the crude barbarian state of mind. Since she had no control she was not responsible and what a decent girl would do had no bearing. Heather’s panties began to get damp.

After Heather removed her bra I stroked her tits a little and would have done more but Heather was rapidly becoming an emergency case.

I laid Heather on my bed and stripped her panties off in one quick stroke. I lie down beside her and licked her tit once and even lightly bit it. One hand was stroking Heather’s dripping wet pussy and the time had come.

I mounted Heather and entered her as gently as I could. Heather gave up her cherry easily and I was inside her! I could not get all the way in despite the extreme wetness of her pussy. I did not attempt to force the issue but did get a little deeper with each stroke.

Heather had begun to move under me and in spite of any pain she might have felt she wanted more deeper and harder.

I continued to stoke a bit more strongly with each cycle and finally got all the way in as Heather actually climaxed! I let myself be pulled along and shot my cum inside Heather with a final few powerful strokes. Then I rolled off Heather.

We lay there side by side breathing heavily. Heather finally said that it didn’t really hurt all that much and that she thought she was going to really enjoy sex in the future.

I pointed out that the future was now. We needed to do it one more time so that she could really experience sex without the initial pain. Also there were a couple of items we needed to adjust.

Heather then went into the bathroom and cleaned up a little. I washed with water from the sink and stripped and changed the bed.

When Heather came back out of the bathroom she had on a pair of panties. Since I had thrown the first pair over by the door she had a second pair in her purse.

I pointed out that she needed to pull her panties down so that we could examine a slight problem area.

Heather’s eye flashed. I mean here she was being force to display herself like some sort of common slut! However with a large strong cruel master a girl just had to do what she was told.

I pointed out that her rather luxuriant pussy hair made her look like some sort of jungle girl. She certainly did not want to give that impression but rather the sophisticated lady type of image. We needed to trim back the rainforest.

Without further conversation Heather stripped her own panties and laid down on the bed.

I had a small pair of scissors and I began to trim back the fur. As I trimmed I kept up a running commentary on Heather’s pubic area. I told her that she had really sexy pussy lips and that I could almost feel my cock slide inside those smooth little devils on my way to fucking her brains out.

Heather was not afraid. Since she was going to be raped by the savage barbarian she would just lie there and try to minimize the damage that she could not avoid. Well actually she had started to buck her hips in anticipation but of course that was only because she had already been raped once.

By the time I got her pussy hair trimmed back Heather sounded like an 18-wheel diesel truck climbing a long steep grade. Her breath wheezed in and out and she was moaning as if I were already fucking her.

I mounted a very impatient Heather and entered her hot wet pussy. She was loosened up a bit from the first fuck but still had the young girl tightness. I did not force my cock in her but got my full length in after not too many strokes.

Heather not only took my entire length she wanted it bad! As I would thrust she would thrust back and the action was fast and furious! She had already discovered that she could increase our pleasure by the clever use of her internal muscles. I could fell her hot pussy gripping my heaving cock. It was an incredible fuck considering it was only Heather’s second time.

We proceeded all too quickly to a mutual climax. Then as I pumped my cum into her hot pussy Heather had a mini climax with each pumping stroke!

I rolled off Heather and she lay there moaning softly. I asked if she were OK.

Heather rolled toward me and said that she was completely defenseless and that she never thought that sex was going to be like this.

I told her that it was perfectly normal that she was just a highly-sexed girl who would really enjoy screwing for the rest of her days.

Heather finally went into the bathroom and got cleaned up. When she came back she had to leave because she had overstayed her estimated time already. However she would never forget her first sexual experience etc.

As Heather wiggled out to her car the main thought in my mind was that if I ever had to earn my living as a pool guy I would certainly like to be Heather’s pool guy!

 

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