Life on Oak Grove Drive - April's Story

GH, I have to say that this section was just beautiful. I could feel the pain as I read it. Fine work my friend. Fine work.

Peak

Thanks, that's kind praise.

I did warn everyone at the end of Roxanne and Willie that this story was traumatic. But I never end a story on a down note.

There is more to come.

GH

The next day Helen and Lorraine invited me to move in with them. I accepted.

I called the Goldenrod. Mr. Ballantine told me that I could have a leave of absence for as long as I needed it.

I called Staci at the Black Knight and told her that I wasn't sure when I would be ready to dance again. She understood.

Ponce's funeral was held on Friday in his home town in central Wisconsin. Morris rented three Lincoln Town Cars. Helen, Jessica, Morris, Lorraine, Jamal, Darb's, Adam, jake, Tony, Mandy, Big Julius, Cynthia Parker and I all went as a group.

After Ponce's funeral we drove home. Early the next morning all of us went to the airport. Morris had purchased airline tickets for each of us. We all flew to Columbus, Ohio and attended Danny's funeral.

Once the funerals were over and life settled down, I feel into a period of depression.

I quit my jobs at the Goldenrod and the Black Knight. I just couldn't bear to go back to either of those places.

I wanted to quit school, but Lorraine wouldn't hear of it. For the next three months he drove me to class every morning and picked me up every afternoon.

Helen and Lorraine gave me a job working in the Boutique. They didn't really needed any help. I didn't actually need to work. They were more than happy to support me while I was going to school. Working at the Boutique was an easy way for them to give me spending money without embarrassing me.

I also lost all interest in sex.

The guys were all wonderful. Everyone of them acknowledged that change and accepted me as "just a friend".

With Lorraine's help, I finished the rest of the school year.

When summer came Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris took me to Europe. They hired two women to take care of the Boutique. We were gone for a month. It was a wonderful trip. For a little while I actually forgot how sad I was.

The trip to Europe marked the beginning of the end of my period of depression. I was still sad, but I was starting to be able to smile and have fun again

Going to school became a pleasure. Lorraine bought me a car. I didn't need to have him bring me to Kelroy every day. I could drive on my own.

I started to study in the library in the evening. I loved being with Helen and Lorraine, but they needed some time to themselves.

Helen hadn't taken a live in lover since I moved in with them and she didn't go out much, so I knew she wasn't seeing many men. I was certain she was doing this out of concern for my feelings.

I wanted to give her a chance to resume her old lifestyle.

It was also good for me to start spending more time around other students.

I told Lorraine about this. He agreed with me.

About a week after my conversation with Lorraine I walked into the house just a little after ten o'clock. I'd been studying in the library.

I heard voices as I walked by the parlor. I looked in. A handsome middle aged man was lying back on the couch. His pants were around his ankles. Helen was on her knees giving him a blow job. She was naked.

Her lover looked up and noticed me. This caused Helen to turn. I quickly moved away from the parlor door.

Helen ran out into the hall. "April, I'm so sorry. I lost track of the time. I meant to have Vic out of here long before you got home."

I smiled at Helen. "Thank you for being concerned, but it's alright. It doesn't bother me." I kissed her cheek. "I want you to do this. It's an important part of your life."

Helen stared into my eyes. "Are you sure you’re okay with this?"

I nodded, "Yes I am very sure." I paused. "Helen, I think it's time for you to have a live in lover again."

Helen beamed. "April honey if you’re sure it wouldn't bother you, I would love that."

I smiled at her, "Helen, I would love it to."

"So would I."

We both turned. Lorraine was grinning at us.

He looked at Helen. "Now that we have that settled, you'd better get back into the parlor and attend to Vic before that big cock of his starts to get soft."

A week later I was studying at a desk in the library stacks. It was just after 8:00 pm.

The library stacks were my favorite place to study. At the end of each row of books there were two desks. Each one was built into a carrel. There was generally someone in the other carrel, but people went to the stacks to study not to socialize, permisteral privacy was respected.

I was trying to learn calculus. The course was a graduation requirement. I was an English Literature major, math was my weakness.

I was tearing my hair out and cursing like a sailor. No matter how hard I tried, I could not figure out how to solve the problem I was working on.

Suddenly, I heard this soft voice behind me. "Hey its not that bad. If you let me, I think I can help you."

I turned. There was this short, rather feminine looking guy standing there smiling at me.

I was doing much better, but I was still very withdrawn. You might say the walls were still up.

I looked at him and snapped, "Go away bug."

The poor guy hung his head and started to slump away.

As I watched him leave, I started to feel awful. How could I be that cruel? He was just trying to be nice.

I called to him. "Hey guy. I'm sorry."

He stopped.

"I didn't mean to be rude. Please come back. You don't have to help me. I just want to apologize for being mean to you, Okay?

He turned and looked at me. He had eyes like a cocker spaniel.

"Please come back and let me apologize."

He walked towards me very cautiously. He was shy.

I extended my hand. "Hi I'm April Hansen."

He smiled. "Oh I know who you are. Everyone knows who you are."

I nodded and said, "Yea, I guess everyone knows the campus slut."

"No, No, Please forgive me. I didn't mean it like that." He smiled at me. "Don't you know? You're the prettiest girl at this school."

I smiled, "You're really sweet." Then I paused. "but you've heard the gossip right?"

"Yea, I've heard it all." He looked at me. He got bolder. "It doesn't matter, You're still the prettiest girl on this campus."

My guard went back up. "Hey guy your really sweet, but the stories are all true." I shook my head. "I'm going through a really tough time right now, I'm off dating. Its nothing against you, I just don't want to get involved with anyone." I shrugged, "Its just a bad time for me, okay?"

He held up his hand to stop me. "No, Please, you misunderstood me." He laughed. "Your way out of my league. I just thought I could help you with your math."

I looked at him. After a moment I said, "I'm sorry. I was out of line." I smiled "I'm not out of your league. You're a really cute guy. If I wasn't so screwed up right now I'd love to go out with you."

He cautiously extended his hand. "I'm Mark Peters. Its nice to meet you April?"

"Are you really willing to be seen in public with the campus slut?"

"April, You weren't the campus slut. You were Marion Poncley's girlfriend."

I looked at him. "Did you know Ponce?'

He smiled. "Just barely. I only talked to him one time."

"Tell me."

"I was walking home from the library when I was a freshman. A group of frat boys caught me behind the science building. They were takes. They thought it would be fun to beat up a dork like me. One of them held me while the others took turns hitting me in the stomach."

He looked at me. "I'm sorry, I'm not very brave. When the first guy hit me, I started crying. They started laughing at me." He paused. "Just then Ponce came around the corner. He stopped and looked at what was going on. After a moment he walked over, grabbed the frat boy that was hitting me and threw him to the ground. The other frat boys all ran. They were cowards. Ponce picked up the guy who was on the ground and told him to run away with his little coward buddies."

Mark laughed. "The guy ran like a scared rabbit. When he was gone Ponce asked me if I was okay. I told him I was. Ponce walked to my dorm with me just to make sure they wouldn't bother me again."

Mark stared into my eyes. "April I am so sorry about what happened to him. He was a really good guy."

I started to cry. "Mark I loved him so much."

He gently touched my shoulder. "I can understand why."

I looked at Mark. "Were you really serious about helping me with my calculus?

He nodded, "Yes, I would love to help you."

"Can we go to the main reading room so we can both sit at a table together?"

He looked at me. "Are you really willing to be seen with a nerd like me?"

I laughed. "Are you really willing to be seen with the campus slut?"

"April, I would love to be seen with you."

I stopped "Mark, I am not going to go back to your room and have sex with you."

He laughed out loud. "I understand that. Hey, All I am asking is for you to let me help you with your math. I would enjoy that." Then he stopped and very seriously said, "Hey, at least leave me a little room for a fantasy okay."

I looked at him. There was a mischievous grin on his face. He was teasing me. I was growing to like this little man.

GH:

Just posted a comment in sandra and stevie that i had finally found that story, thought it was great , and was looking forward to seeing how April went from Danny and Ponce to her husband Mark.....but i wasn't expecting that!

Just another reamister why your stories are so much more that erotica, keep up the great work!

subchard

Hey Subchard

Thankyou

Glad you found Sandra and Stevie. It's still my favorite.

I'll talk a little more about this story when I am finished with it.

To everyone reading this story, I am sorry that my production has slowed. I am getting tired and my real life has been putting increasing demands on my time.

I will try to get with the program and get more writing done.

In the meantime, here is the next segment.

GH

Mark and I started meeting in the library two nights a week so he could help me with my calculus. He was a good teacher. What was a previously incomprehensible form of mathematics started to make sense to me.

We also enjoyed each other. Mark had a wonderful sense of humor and loved to laugh.

It wasn't long before we were studying together every night of the week.

Mark obviously liked me. Actually it was pretty apparent that he had a huge crush on me.

I kept telling myself that I wasn't ready for a relationship with another guy. It was still too soon. I stubbornly refused to allow myself let Mark cross the boundary from friend to boyfriend.

Mark was wonderful. He didn't demand anything from me, yet he still fawned over me.

When we were studying. I never had to move. If I wanted a soda all I had to say was Mark would you please get me a Diet Coke. He would obediently jump up and run to the soda machine.

Unconsciously I was starting to treat him like he was my slave.

I also started teasing him. The first time, it happened by accident. One night I happened to wear rather low cut blouse that Helen had given me. I wasn't wearing a bra underneath the blouse. It wasn't deliberate. I don't have very big breasts. I frequently go braless.

About halfway through the evening I caught Mark stealing a glance down my blouse. He didn't realize that I'd caught him and I didn't want to embarrass him so I didn't say anything.

As we continued studying, I thought about what had happened. For the first time since Ponce and Danny died, I felt a little tingle of sexual excitement between my thighs.

I excused myself and went to the rest room. I wanted to be certain that Mark didn't see me as I unfastened one more button on my blouse.

When I returned to the table I leaned forward. As I leaned forward I was certain that Mark could now see all of my bare breasts.

I spent the rest of the evening sadistically teasing my naive little friend.

That night as I laid in bed, I thought about what I'd done to Mark

I knew that I was an exhibitionist. You don't work as a nude dancer if you're not an exhibitionist. Part of the thrill I got from teasing Mark was simply the fun of knowing he was peeking at my breasts.

But I knew that wasn't the only reamister I got a thrill from teasing Mark. When Ponce and I used to play our sex games I quickly discovered that I had a very healthy sadistic streak. Ponce was of course a masochist, so we complimented each other nicely.

As I laid in the dark I realized that when I was teasing Mark I got my biggest thrill from the knowledge that I wasn't going to give him any sexual release. The idea of getting him excited and then sending him home horny and frustrated was very tantalizing to me.

This little sport of arousal and denial was central to many of the games Ponce and I used to play.

For a little while I laid in bed and fondly remembered the fun Ponce and I used to have.

He loved the sweet *** of having to kneel obediently and watch while I sucked Danny's cock and then let him fuck me.

I remembered the Sunday football sex parties. I loved all the fucking, but what really made it exciting for both Ponce and me was knowing that he would have to watch in frustration as other men enjoyed my body.

At the end of those evenings I would lie in bed with Ponce. We would both be naked. He would still be wearing his cock cage. He loved lying there listening to me as I described the different ways that each of my lovers fucked me during the party.

While Ponce laid next to me enthralled by my account of the adventures of the day, I would go down on him. We both enjoyed the anguish he would have to endure as I sadistically licked the outside of his cock cage while I described the pleasure I gave my lovers as I sucked their huge erections.

The pleasure I got from getting Mark excited and then sending him home frustrated was just a tiny taste of the fun that I used to have with my baby Ponce.

I did remember that I always ended the evening by taking off Ponce's chastity cage and giving him a nice long hand job.

For a moment I felt guilty about not doing the same thing for Mark. The guilt didn't last long. The rationalizations came quickly. The first one was of course, that I just wasn't ready for another intimate relationship.

The rational that I finally used to justify my behavior was that Mark could always go home and satisfy himself by masturbating.

In retrospect, I now realize that I was just being selfish. I wanted my pleasure without giving anything to Mark.

very nice segments, gh, and kinda shocking as well. i never expected this. i think that's the sign of a good writer, when the readers don't know what to expect. keeps us all on the edge and chafing for more. thanks. priss

Hey Priss

Good to hear from you.

Thanks

Gh

for the next several weeks I continued my library teasing games with Mark. Occasionally I'd bend over and give him a quick peek at my tits. From time to time, my hand would accidentally brush the inside of Mark's thigh or my foot would bump into his ankle. It was pretty tame stuff. You might say that Mark and I had all the sexual sophistication of a pair of immature ninth graders.

About a month later things started to heat up a little. We were taking a study break on the library steps. Mark and I were all alone.

He turned to me and said, "April can I ask you a question about your past?"

I stared at him. My defenses went up. I was about to say no, when I stopped. I suddenly realized that I was being foolish. Mark was now my best friend. He had the right to ask some permisteral questions.

I smiled at him. "What would you like to know?"

"Did you really work as a stripper?"

I laughed. "Yes Mark. I worked downtown at the Black Knight."

He thought about this. After a moment he said, "I've been to a strip club one time. Did you really take your clothes off in front of a room full of guys?"

I suddenly felt a little tingle of excitement between my thighs. Mark had just provided me with another way to tease and torment him.

"Yes Mark, that’s what strippers do."

"Did you take your panties off?'

I smiled and slowly nodded my head. "Yes Mark, when I danced on the stage, I took my panties off."

He just stared at me. He didn't say anything. I think he was completely overwhelmed.

I was enjoying this. I didn't want it to stop. I could see that he needed a little prodding.

I picked up his hand and held on to it. "Mark were good friends. You can ask me anything you want."

He continued to stare at me. It was obvious that he was trying to build up his courage.

After a moment he asked, "Did you show them your thing?"

I burst out laughing.

Mark's face turned beet red. He stared at the floor.

I suddenly felt awful. I'd accidentally embarrassed him.

I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to embarrass you. it's just that I don't have a thing. Honey, you have a thing, I have a pussy."

Mark looked at me and started smiling again.

I leaned over and whispered into his ear, “yes Mark I showed them my pussy. I showed my pussy to lots and lots of guys."

Mark started to stare at me again. My poor baby just wasn't very worldly. I was having fun. I didn't want this to end.

I kissed his cheek. "I gave guys lap dances to."

Mark looked down at the steps. "My friends tried to get me to buy one of those."

"Did you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I was afraid."

"What were you afraid of?"

Mark looked at me. He was blushing. "That's kind of permisteral."

"You're asking me permisteral questions."

He hesitated for a moment then he said, "I was afraid I'd make a mess."

"You mean you were worried that you would cum in your pants?"

He shook his head yes.

I smiled at him. "Baby lots of guys do. It wouldn't have been that big a deal."

He looked at me. "Did lot's of guys cum when you were giving them lap dances?"

I nodded, "Yes Lots of them."

"What wear you wearing?"

"I was naked Mark. All the girls are totally nude when they do lap dances at the Black Knight."

Mark was getting bolder. "Did you ever touch a guys thing."

"I was sitting right on it. That's part of a lap dance. We rubbed our pussies on the guys cocks."

Mark stared at me for a moment. I think I shocked him when I said the word cock.

I giggled. "It's okay, We're adults. We can say the words cock and pussy to each other."

He smiled at me. "Did you ever touch a guy's," He hesitated then he said it. "cock with your hand?"

"Yes Mark. lots of times."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"Yes, but the police don't seem to worry too much about what goes on inside the Black Knight."

"Did you ever do anything else with guys?"

"Do you really want to know? Mark I was pretty wild. Remember, when I first met you, I told you that all the rumors about me were true."

Mark nodded.

"Are you sure you want to know this?"

"Yes, April I do." He paused. "You're a wonderful permister. I really like you. You're my friend. There's nothing you could tell me that would make me think less of you."

I kissed his cheek. "Mark I really like you to and I'm glad we're friends."

I looked at him, "You're sure?"

He nodded. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Okay." I took a deep breath. I was getting very excited. "There is a place they call the VIP room at the Black Knight. For $150.00 I would take a guy there and give him a private lap dance. If the guy gave me another $200.00 I'd give him a blow job."

Mark stared at me. After a moment he said, "Wow!"

The next day I met Mark in the grill for lunch.

As we were leaving, I leaned over and kissed his cheek. As I kissed him I said, "Why don't we study in your room tonight."

Mark stared at me. He was speechless.

I giggled. "It's okay, you'll be safe."

He finally managed to stammer out, "I would like that."

After my last class, I went home to Helen's house. Before dinner I spent a good hour trying on outfits and applying my makeup. I wanted to look very sexy for Mark. Teasing him was getting me more and more excited.

I ended up choosing a crop top tee shirt from my old ward robe. It said, "Spoiled Brat" across the front. I added a very short denim skirt and a pair of open toed, high heeled sandals.

The hottest part of my outfit was the least visible. Earlier in the week while I was working in the boutique, I'd picked out of very sexy white lace thong. These panties were particularly hot because they were a size too small for me. They were so tight that when I put them on, the lips of my pussy spilled out of the crotch. Mark was in for a very hot show tonight.

After I got dressed I applied my makeup. I was careful to add a little extra eye shadow.

When I stood in front of the mirror, I was very pleased. I'd created the exact appearance I'd been seeking. I looked like a slut.

After I was dressed I went out to have dinner.

About a week earlier, Helen had taken a live in lover. His name was David. David was a extraordinarily handsome man in his late forties. He was also very nice. Both Lorraine and I liked him.

Helen and David were already seated when I came into the dining room.

As I sat down, David looked at me and said, "April You're certainly looking very sexy tonight."

Helen studied me. After a moment she nodded and said "Indeed, may I ask about this change? You obviously spent some time putting this outfit together. Is there a young man involved.?"

I smiled at Helen. Just as I was about to answer her, Lorraine came into the dining room carrying a tray with two cocktails. One of them was for Helen, the other was for David.

Lorraine was wearing a very skimpy maid's outfit. When Helen had a live in lover, Lorraine became a total slave for both Helen and her stud.

As Lorraine set his wife's martini on the table Helen said, "Slave it appears that Mistress April may have a new love interest."

Lorraine looked at me and politely curtsied. "Good evening Mistress April. That's very exciting news. If it would amuse you, I would love to hear about this young man. In the mean time, I have to get back to the kitchen and get ready to serve tonight’s soup."

Lorraine turned and left the dining room.

I turned to Helen. "If you don't mind, I think I'll eat in the kitchen tonight."

Helen smiled at me. "I think Lorraine would like that. He can tell me all about your young man later this evening."

When I entered the kitchen, Lorraine was busy tearing up lettuce for the salad course.

I walked over and put my arms around his waist and gave him a hug.

When Helen had a lover living with her, Lorraine had two places in the house that were considered neutral territory, the kitchen and his bedroom. Helen’s lovers were never allowed to enter either of these rooms. If David needed something from the kitchen, he would call Lorraine and Lorraine would get it for him. In these two rooms Lorraine was treated as an equal. Everywhere else in the house he was a subservient slave without any rights at all. He wasn't allowed to sit, he couldn't eat or take, He could only speak after he was addressed by a superior.

At this time Helen, David and I were considered to be his superiors. Lorraine loved it. He was one of the most submissive men I have ever known.

I walked over and put my arms around Lorraine’s waist. I gave him a hug and pressed my cheek against his back. I loved Lorraine.

He didn't turn. He was busy, it was dinner time. Helen would be whip him in front of David if he was late with one of the courses.

"Hi baby, can I get you something to take?"

I gave him another squeeze and said, "No that's okay, you're busy. I can get a Diet Coke out of the refrigerator."

As I was getting my soda, Lorraine said, "So tell me about this new guy."

"His name is Mark. I think you would like him. He's very smart and very funny."

"Does he go to Kelroy?"

"Yes, were both Sophomores."

"Is Mark the attraction in the library."

"I giggled, "Yes, he is the reamister I don't study at home anymore."

"How long have you been seeing him."

"About a month."

"I noticed that you're dressed rather provocatively, are you having sex with him?"

"No, I just enjoy teasing him a little."

Lorraine turned and looked at me. "What do you mean by that?"

"He's pretty submissive. I'm sort of treating him like a slave. He's seems to be enjoying it."

"He seems to be enjoying it? Haven't you discussed this with him?"

"Lorraine, I'm afraid to. It's too much like my relationship with Ponce. I kind of feel like I would be cheating on Ponce if I took another slave."

Lorraine walked over and put his arms around me. "Honey, I don't think Ponce would want you to go through the rest of your life mourning for him. I loved him to. We’ll both miss him forever, but I am sure, he would want you pick up your life and move on.

"I know, but its hard to do. Lorraine I loved Ponce so much."

I started crying.

Lorraine patted me. "I know baby." He held me while I cried. After a few moments the sadness passed and I pulled myself together.

Lorraine smiled at me. "I'm behind schedule, help me with the soup, get three bowls down from the cupboard."

I got two bowls. As I brought them over I said, "I want to eat in the kitchen with you tonight, would that be okay?"

Lorraine smiled at me. "I would love the company."

I set the bowls up on a tray, as Lorraine poured the soup into them he asked, "So when do we get to meet Mark?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I've never thought about bringing him here."

Lorraine looked at me. "Well April Hansen It's time for you to start thinking about it. It's Thursday, invite him to dinner Saturday night. I'll grill steaks. That will make David happy, he loves steak. He'd eat it every night."

I'm not sure if Mark will understand our lifestyle."

Lorraine smiled at me. "Honey I think he deserves a chance to see what he's in for if he continues going out with you. Why don't you lay a little groundwork tonight."

I got to Mark's dorm room just after eight o'clock.

When I walked in he looked at me and said, "Wow, you look really beautiful tonight."

I kissed his cheek. "Thanks, you're sweet."

I set my books down on Mark's desk and looked around. "Very nice, you were lucky to get a single room."

"I know. I really appreciate having it."

I walked over to his bed and sat down.. "Do you mind if I sit here."

"No, I want you to make yourself comfortable."

Mark came over. He was about to sit down next to me when I stopped him. "Mark, I don't think we should sit on your bed together. If someone walked in they might get the wrong idea."

Mark blushed and said, "I'm sorry April. I forgot myself. Please forgive me."

I kicked my sandals off, bunched his pillows up and laid down. "Besides, I like to lie down when I read. Why don't you pull you desk chair over to the foot of the bed, that way we can look at each other while we study "

I smiled to myself as Mark obediently pulled his chair over. He was so wonderfully submissive. My pussy was already starting to get wet. This evening was going to be so much fun.

When Mark was seated I repositioned myself so that my bare feet were right next to him. Last night when we were sitting on the library steps I noticed that Mark kept glancing at my feet. I was hoping that I'd discovered a little fetish.

Earlier in the day when I was getting ready, I had carefully painted my toenails with bright red polish and put on several toe rings. I wanted to find just how big an attraction my feet actually were to my submissive little study buddy.

We talked for a minute then I said, "I think we had better start studying or we won't get anything done tonight.” I looked at Mark. “Would you fetch me my sociology book. It's on your desk." My choice of verb was very deliberate.

I was pleased when Mark jumped up to fetch the book. He was becoming more obedient every day.

He brought a book for himself and we both started reading.

As we read, I was careful to keep my knees together. I wasn't ready to give Mark that part of the show just yet.

Instead I started to slowly wiggle my toes.

I pretended to read while I watched Mark. His eyes kept straying to my feet. He couldn't keep his eyes off of them. There was no doubt about it, my boy had a foot fetish.

very nice, gh! i already feel a kinship with mark and his 'fetish' lol. can't wait to see where it goes. priss

Hey Priss

Thanks, I kind of hope you'd like this segment

GH

About a half hour after we started studying I set my book down. "Mark, why don't we take a short study break."

As my boy set his book down I sighed, "Mark, I had to work at the Boutique this afternoon. My feet are so sore from standing on that hard floor. I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a foot massage."

Mark looked at me. He tried as hard as he could to mask his excitement. He even took a deep breath before he answered. "Yes April, of course." It didn't help. His voice still wavered as he spoke.

I pushed my bare feet towards him.

Mark's hands were shaking with excitement as he nervously leaned over and picked up my right foot.

His movements were clumsy. It wasn't his fault. Sitting in the chair put him in an awkward position. He had to try to support my foot with one hand while he rubbed my toes with the other.

I stopped him. "Mark, this won't work. Why don't you sit on the end of the bed. That way you can hold my feet in your lap while you massage them."

Mark eagerly got on the bed. I lifted my feet and set them down on his lap. As I set my feet down, I felt Mark's penis for the very first time. He had an erection.

With the exception of Tony, Lorraine and Morris, all the guys that I have previously been involved with had big cocks. Ponce may have been my cuckold slave, but he was still very well endowed.

Mark's penis was tiny. It was just as tiny as Lorraine's. I liked that. It seemed fitting that a slave should have a tiny little penis.

Mark started to massage my feet. It felt good. I closed my eyes and relaxed. This was a luxury that I could easily get used to.

"Mark, last night you were curious about my job at the Black Knight. Would you like to hear more about my life with Ponce and Danny?"

Mark stopped rubbing my feet and looked at me. "If it wouldn't make you too sad, I would love to hear all about it."

I smiled at Mark. He was so considerate. "No I don't think it would make me sad, in fact I think it might be good for me to talk about it. Why don't you keep massaging my feet and I'll tell you all about my life with Ponce and Danny."

I laid back and closed my eyes. I started by describing the night I lost my virginity to Brad Stewart. I quickly moved on to Ponce and Danny. I told Mark about the night I let Danny fuck me in the weight room. Then I told him about Ponce fucking me in their apartment the next day.

I went on to tell him stories about fucking Darb's, Adam, Jake, Tony, Big Julius and Jamal.

As I started to describe the football sex parties Mark stopped me.

"April, there’s something I don't understand. Ponce was your boyfriend right?"

"Yes."

"Didn't he get jealous when you were relaxing with all those other guys?"

This was the question that I had been hoping Mark would ask. So far in my narrative, I had taken great care to avoid mentioning the true nature of my relationship with Ponce. Now it was time to tell him. I decided to be very direct.

"Mark, Ponce was my slave." I stopped. "Don't get me wrong, I loved him more than any man alive, but he was still my slave."

Mark looked at me for a long time. Finally he asked, "You mean like an S and M kind of slave?"

"Yes, kind of like that. Do you know much about that stuff?"

Mark nodded, "Yes, I know a lot about it."

"Really, why?"

"I've spent a lot of time reading about it on the internet." Mark stared at the floor. "I get excited by stories about dominant women."

I stared at Mark for a long time. While I stared at him I thought about what Lorraine said to me earlier in the day. Ponce wouldn't want me to mourn forever. He would want me to pick up my life and move on.

As I sat on Mark's bed, I realized that Lorraine was right. I also realized that I was spending every waking minute of my day anticipating the time that I would get to spend with this wonderful little man in front of me. No matter how much I was afraid of what was happening to me, I could not deny the fact that I was falling in love with Mark Peters.

I started to smile at Mark.

He looked at me. "I'm sorry I said that April. I didn't mean to offend you." He hung his head. "I imagine you think I'm a pervert now."

I sat up and slid down the bed so that Mark and I were sitting next to each other.

I gently kissed his cheek. "Mark, I don't think you're a pervert. I love the fact that you get excited by dominant women."

I picked up his hand and held it tightly. "Mark, I love everything about you." I paused, "The truth is I think I'm falling in love with you."

Now it was Mark's turn to stare at me. After a moment he said, "April it's not nice to tease me like that."

I shook my head. "Mark honey, I'm not teasing you. I'm being very serious." I took a deep breath. "Mark would you consider having the campus slut as your girlfriend?"

Mark looked at me. "April, Do you really mean that?"

"Yes."

"Would you really let a nerd like me be your boyfriend?"

I laughed. "Mark there is nothing I would like more than to have a wonderful man like you as my boyfriend."

He grinned at me. "April, every night when I'm falling arelax I dream that you're my girlfriend."

I threw my arms around Mark and kissed him. "Boyfriend, your dream just came true."

I pulled Mark down onto the bed. For a few minutes we just kissed each other.

As our passion grew I picked up his hand and put it on my crotch. "You're my boyfriend now. You get to touch me here."

Mark didn't waste any time. He pulled my panties aside and started rubbing my cunt.

While Mark was playing with my pussy, I reached down, unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans and took his penis out. It really was very tiny. I liked it.

I wrapped my fingers around his tiny cock and slowly stroked it.

I was just getting ready to slide down and give Mark a nice blow job when he yelled, "No!"

Suddenly a little dribble of semen spurted from the tip of Mark's penis. As he came, I carefully milked his cock for every drop of cum that I could get out of it.

When Mark was done ejaculating, he looked at me. "April, I'm sorry, this is the first time a girl ever touched me there."

I smiled at him. "Don't worry, the same thing happened to Ponce the first time I touched him down there."

I kissed Mark's cheek . As I kissed him I pushed my cum covered fingers into his mouth. "Lick your cum off of my fingers baby. You need to learn to do this, you're going to be a slave, slaves eat cum."

I stared into Mark's eyes as he licked all of his cum from my fingers. When he was done I kissed him. "That's a good boy, good boys get rewards." I laid back on the bed and spread my legs. "Pull my panties off slaveboy, It's time for you to have your first taste your Mistress's cunt."

I shuddered with a mixture of joy and excitement as I felt Mark's lips make contact with my pussy. It had been so long. I had almost forgotten how good it felt.

As Mark licked me I became more and more aroused. As my sexual excitement grew my dominant side began to take over.

"Mark, do you want to be my slave?"

He stopped licking me and looked up. His face glistened with my nectar. "Yes April, very much."

"Prove it. Lick my asshole." I watched Mark as he slowly grasped the full significance of what I was ordering him to do.

After a moment I smiled and rolled over so I was lying on my stomach.

My nerves tingled with excitement as I felt Mark spread the cheeks of my ass. I shuddered as I felt his lips touch my tiny little anus.

For a moment I closed my eyes and enjoyed my new slaves soft kisses of presentation, but I wanted more.

"Lick me slave. Push your tongue deep into my asshole. You are going to learn to love the taste of your Mistress's ass."

As I felt Mark push his tongue into my dark tunnel, the pleasure in my loins start to swell. I screamed in ecstasy as an orgasm erupted in the pit of my stomach. I had almost forgotten the intense joy that comes with a climax.

Mark backed off as the waves of pleasure tore through me.

When the torrent of pleasure finally started to subside and my body relaxed, Mark looked at me. He seemed worried. "April, are you okay."

I smiled at him. "Mark I feel wonderful. You just gave me an orgasm."

My new boyfriend smiled back at me. There was a look of pride on his face.

GH:

Awesome as ever! Keep it up.

hope april will kept him as a virgin. thx for your work.

Very nice goodhand.

Subchard

Thanks - It's always nice to hear from you.

boon12

I'm pretty sure Mark will stay a technical virgin for a little while, but I can't make any promises for the long term. You know young people. sometimes those hormones just get the best fo them.

In all seriousness, Thanks for the comment.

Goodnbi

Thankyou

Gentleman:

Thankyou again for the nice comments. It always means a lot to me when people take a moment to tell me they are enjoying my stories.

Your praise is the pay that people get for writing here.

GH

For a little while we just laid together and cuddled. It's a wonderful moment when two good friends become lovers. Mark and I were quietly savoring the joy we both felt about our new relationship.

I was the first to break the silence. "Mark, can I stay here with you tonight?"

He looked at me. "Really?"

I smiled, He still didn't believe that I actually wanted to be his girlfriend. "Yes silly, I really want to." I kissed him. "Mark, I want to be with you all the time. When I'm not with you all I do is think about you."

He smiled back at me. "April I would love it if you would stay here tonight."

I sat up, opened my purse and took out my cell phone. As I pushed the number for the house on my speed dial, I turned to Mark. "I have to call Helen and Lorraine and let them know that I am staying with you. I don't want them to worry when I don't come home tonight."

The telephone at home rang three times. On the fourth ring Lorraine picked it up.

"Hello, Helen Darcy's residence. This is her maid, Lorraine speaking, how may I help you."

"Hi Lorraine, it's April."

"Hi honey, how's your evening going."

"Oh Lorraine it's so wonderful. I took your advice.“ I paused for a moment. “Lorraine, Mark is my boyfriend now. We’re both so excited. I'm going to spend the night with him. I'm calling so that you and Helen won't worry when I don’'t come home."

"Thank you sweetheart, that was very considerate of you. Helen will be very excited when I tell her."

"Is she around? I'd love to tell her myself."

"Baby she's with David. Judging by the sounds coming from the bedroom right now, I don't think this is a good moment to disturb her."

I laughed. "Helen's enjoying David isn't she."

"Yes she is. April when do we get to meet this young man of yours? Can the two of you come for dinner tomorrow night. I'll invite Jessica and Morris, I know they’ll want to meet him to. Remember honey, we can always introduce me as Helen's maid."

"Just a minute Lorraine." I turned to Mark. Can you come to dinner at my house tomorrow night. Helen and Lorraine want to meet you and I want you to meet them."

Mark nodded. "I would love to come to dinner."

I picked up the telephone. "Lorraine, what time do you want us to come over."

"The Boutique closes at 6:00 tomorrow night, so anytime after 6:15 will be fine. April, Helen will be very excited when she finds out there is going to be another man seated at the table tomorrow night."

"Lorraine, Mark won't be sitting at the table with us. He's going to be taking his place in the kitchen with you and Morris."

Lorraine was silent for a moment, then he said, "Oh April, that's even more exciting. We’re going to have a new slave in the house. You should definitely have him here by 6:15 so that I can teach him the rules." Lorraine paused to think. "April can we put a chastity cage on him tomorrow night?"

I laughed. "Yes Lorraine, I think that would be very appropriate."

"April, be very careful to instruct Mark on how to address David. He has become very dominant lately. He’s very touchy about how Morris and I behave when we’re around him."

"Thank you Lorraine, I’ll be sure to warn Mark. Lorraine I’ll try to give him a general briefing on what to expect."

"I think that would be wise dear."

"Lorraine I have to go. I'll stop at home in the morning before I go to school."

"Oh good. Can I make breakfast for you?"

"Yes, that would be wonderful. Lorraine, can I bring Mark to breakfast?"

"Certainly, That way we can meet him right away in the morning." Lorraine paused. "April, I am so happy for you."

"Thank you Lorraine. I'm happy to." I have to go I'll see you in the morning. We should be there at about seven."

"I'll have everything ready."

I hung up the telephone and looked at Mark. "Would you go over to my house with me before we go to school in the morning?" Lorraine will make us a wonderful breakfast. He's an excellent cook."

"Mark smiled. "I would love to. April I'll go anywhere with you." He stopped for a moment. He seemed puzzled about something. Finally he said, "April, you just called Lorraine a he. I thought she was the maid at your house."

"Mark, I haven't been completely honest about my living situation. It's time you heard the truth. It's true, Lorraine is the maid, but he’s also Helen's husband and a transvestite. Lorraine lives as Helen's submissive female slave."

Mark just stared at me. To use a cliche', you could have knocked him over with a feather.

After a moment he said, "April, that's amazing. Tell me more."

For the next half hour I described life at Helen's house. When I was done, I smiled at Mark and said, "you told me that dominant women excite you. If you still want to stay with me after hearing this, you are about to become deeply involved with three very dominant women."

Mark looked at me. "Three? You've told me about Helen and Jessica, who's the third?"

I gave Mark an evil grin and said, "Me."

Mark was completely silent for a moment, finally he bowed his head and said, "Mistress April, I am yours to command."

I started giggling and grabbed him. As I hugged him I said, "Mark I am so glad. I promise to be a very caring Mistress for you."

He laughed and said, "And I promise to be a very obedient slave."

I kissed Mark. It was a long passionate kiss. When we finally parted I said, "It's late, it's time for bed. I got up and took my clothes off.

When I was done undressing I noticed Mark was staring at me. I suddenly realized that this was the first time he'd ever seen me completely naked.

I slowly turned around for him. "Do you like my body?'

He laughed. "Yes, very much."

I giggled. "Okay you've seen me, now it's my turn to see you."

I pushed Mark down on the bed and jumped on top of him. We were both shrieking with laughter as I pulled his shirt off. His pants and underwear came next. When he was completely naked, I turned and straddled his face. I positioned myself so that I was looking down the length of his body.

As I sat down on Mark's face I said, "My, my, my somebody has a cute little erection. If you do a good job licking my pussy and my asshole, I'll see if I can make this little dickie of yours squirt some more cum."

I mashed my cunt into Mark's nose and lips. "But first you have to make me cum again."

For the next half hour I rocked back and forth on Mark's face. When I rocked forward he had to lick my asshole. When I rocked back, he had to lick my cunt. It was wonderful for me. I got to dictate exactly how Mark pleasured me.

I finished by pressing my ass against Mark's face. When his tongue was deep inside me, I reached down and started to rub my clit. I came immediately.

I locked my thighs around Mark's head and held his face against my ass while my body shook from the waves of pleasure that were pulsing through me.

I didn't release him from my stranglehold until my orgasm started to subside. When I finally did relax I slumped forward so that I was lying on top of Mark's body. My pussy was now resting on his chin. I hoped that he was enjoying the view.

His tiny erection was right in front of me. I grabbed it and gave it two slow strokes. On the third stroke a little dribble of semen squirted from the cute little mouth in the center of the tiny head of Mark's petite cock.

I caught all of Mark's cum on my fingers. As soon as I was certain he was done ejaculating I rolled off of him and sat up.

I picked Mark up and cradled his head in my arms. As I held him I pushed my semen covered fingers into his mouth. "Good little slave boys always clean up the messes they leave on their mistress's fingers."

Mark obediently licked all of his semen off of my fingers. When he was done, I laid down next to him and wrapped my arms around him. I fell arelax while we hugged.

Note

For those of you who are new to this story, the pictures are actually adult film star Tiffany Rose. She also goes by the name, Tiffany Diamond.

GH

I woke up very slowly. When I opened my eyes I saw Mark. He was watching me.

I smiled at him. "Good morning sweetheart." I sat up, kissed Mark and said, "How's my boyfriend this morning?"

He grinned and said, "April this is the best morning of my entire life."

I kissed him again. "I'm pretty happy to."

Mark just kept grinning at me.

I laughed and jumped out of bed. "Come on lover boy. It's time for you to get into the shower. We have a big day in front of us."

I got dressed while Mark showered. This was a dormitory. The shower was down the hall.

When he got back I watched him get dressed.

As soon as he was dressed I said, "Have you got a gym bag?"

"Sure."

"Why don't you put a clean change of clothes and your toothbrush into it and bring it with. We can leave it at Helen's house this morning. I would really like it if you'd spend the night at Helen's with me tonight."

Mark smiled. "I'd like that to."

We took my car. Mark didn't have a car.

As we drove to Helen's house Mark turned to me. "I always thought that Helen was your lady."

I laughed. "No she certainly isn't. Helen and Lorraine are just very good friends. I love both of them."

"Where's your real mom and dad?"

I looked at Mark. Suddenly I realized that we actually knew very little about each other.

"My man died of a sudden heart attack last year. My lady suffers from chronic depression. When my dad died, she went to live with her sister in Rochester, New York. I've tried to call her several times. She's never returned any of my telephone calls."

Mark picked up my hand and held it. "I'm sorry April, that has to be very difficult for you. You've had a hard year."

I shrugged. "Yes I have." I smiled at Mark. "But it’s okay now, my life just got a lot better."

"Why?"

"I found you silly."

"Oh."

"Where are your parents?"

Mark took a moment before he answered. "My lady lives in Las Vegas. She's a cocktail waitress in one of the big casino's on the strip. She's married to a black jack dealer."

He took a breath. "I've never met my man. He didn't marry my lady. She met him when she was a freshman in college. He was a Physics Professor. I guess he was already married. When my mom got pregnant she had to quit college."

This was obviously painful for Mark. I reached over and patted his knee. He smiled at me.

"I have one brother and one sister. Both of them are younger than I am. None of us have the same man."

Mark was now staring out of the car window as he continued.

"My lady sent me to live with her parents when I was five. My grandman died when I was nine. My grandlady died two years later. The county wasn't able to locate my lady. They put me into a foster home."

Mark turned and looked at me. "Last year, my lady called me. It was the first time I'd talked to her since I was eight. She and her husband Vic were having tax problems. She wanted to know if I had any money that she could borrow."

I looked at Mark. "Baby, that's awful."

He shrugged. "We all have to live with the hands we get dealt. I survived. Now I found you. At this moment I consider myself to be the luckiest man in the entire world."

very nice, gh. it's gettin' better and better. thanks, priss

I love this story. Thank you so much for your efforts. I found it recently and copied and pasted each section into word and sat and read it. I look forward to each new segment,.

BTW, I'm a technical writer and while reading found myself correcting a few typos. If you ever want a complete version with corrections, I'll be happy to email it to you.

Keep up the great work.