Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away - Sex Stories

Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away

... wanted to see my panties. I thought to myself, Oh my God! Freddy doesn't care about seeing my panties. He wants to see my pussy! And I just know he's not gonna let me leave, unless I show him my pussy. So I guess I'd better just go ahead and get it over with... Letting Freddy see my panties was one thing. But letting him see my bare pussy was a totally different ballgame. My heart started racing and felt like it went right up into my throat. I was breathing so fast and shallow that I initially felt like I was going to pass out. I was definitely freaking out! And I found it hard to believe that what Freddy was really wanting, was for me to show him my pussy. But there was one thing that I found even harder to believe. Despite my high level of anxiety at the time, the more I thought about pulling my panties down and showing my bare pussy to Freddy, the more I found myself actually wanting to go ahead and show it to him. It would be the "naughtiest" thing that I had ever done in my entire life so far, but ironically, that very thought--in and of itself--only made me want to go ahead and do it even more. After taking a couple of deep breaths to try to calm myself down a little bit, I placed a hand on each side of my hips, stuck my thumbs down inside the elastic waistband of my panties, and very slowly pulled my panties down around the middle of my thighs. Then I slowly straightened back up and let Freddy get his first look at my hairy pussy. And yes, I did say my "hairy ...

... pussy." My dark-brown patch of pubic hair was thick enough that, for all practical purposes, it just about hid my entire pussy mound from Freddy's view. But that fact wouldn't end up making any difference in the long run. Freddy's eyes were glued to the front of my hairy crotch as he unzipped his pants. Then he pulled his pants and his white jockey shorts down around the middle of his thighs, to expose his whole "package" to me. That caught me totally by surprise. But even so, I found that I couldn't take my eyes off of Freddy's bare, alien-looking "thing," which was already partially-erect by the time that I caught my first glimpse of it. At the same time, I was still feeling pretty embarrassed by Freddy's constant pussy-staring, and I didn't know what was going to happen next. "I want you to play with my dick," Freddy calmly told me. He continued to stare at my crotch, while he slowly approached me. And I backed away from him just a little bit farther. Then Freddy verbally threatened me. He said, "If you try to run away or scream, I'll tell your parents what you did. I'll tell them that you asked me to come into the bathroom with you, and that you pulled your pants down to show me your pussy, and then you begged me to pull down my pants so that you could play with my dick." After hearing Freddy's threat, and letting it sink in for a moment, I felt backed into a corner in more ways than one. I quickly decided that it was in my best interest for me to go ahead and cooperate with ...