Brandy (Chapter 8) - Sex Stories

Brandy (Chapter 8)

Take it Down Her Throat Brandy still wasn’t sure whether she liked the taste of cum, but she knew it didn’t matter to Michael. She obeyed him without question, each time teaching more about being a woman, all leading up to the moment when he would take her innocence from her and she would feel for the first time the pleasure of having a man’s cock inside her. The sun was getting warmer each day, two days before Michael called her from the clearing not far from their houses. He knew exactly when she got home as if he could read her mind. She hurried down the path to the clearing, their clearing, Michael waiting for her. She looked, a blanket spread on the ground next to him. Would he fuck me finally? She felt the sudden shudder of juices between her legs. He looked at her in her shorts, clinging to every womanly curve in her body, a t-shirt that could barely contain a lovely set of naked tits that bounced so erotically as she walked. His cock was hard and demanding, Brandy here to satisfy his lust. “You look good enough to eat, Brandy.” “TTThhank you,” not sure what to make of his words. “Take off your clothes for me, Brandy.” Michael picked up his camera, aiming it at her, seeing the surprised look on her face. Each time she had stripped for him in her own bedroom, she never really knew or saw him, more of a surreal scene then this. It was the middle of the day, the sun shining brightly; Michael only a few feet from her, his camera trained on her. He was filming her, ...

... expecting her to strip bare for him and his camera. She looked at him, knowing he expected her to obey without question. And she did, slowly raising up her tee shirt until her breasts were bared. She flipped off the t-shirt, smiling back at him as the camera scanned up and down her chest, Brandy sure that he was taking closed ups of her hardening nipples. “Those lovely shorts, Brandy, take them off.” Michael had a slut of his own to obey his every sexual whim and desire. A young slut that was untouched until he got to her. He would train her in all the ways to please him. All with her young, tight body. The camera continued to play over her body, the green light recording every bit of her nakedness as she opened her shorts and slid them down her hips to fall at her feet. She didn’t have to be told, her panties following them down until both of them were bunched at her ankles. Michael got close ups of her pussy, the dark bush neatly trimmed, accenting the pink lips of her pussy. “Kick them off and lay down on the blanket. You can leave your tennis shoes on.” He played the camera all over her naked body as she got down on the blanket, lying on her back, her legs coyly together. “Spread your legs for the camera, Brandy. Show me all of your treasures.” She spread her legs like a wanton whore, not like a virgin. The camera continued to explore her body as she revealed herself to it intimately. It was shameful, yet at the same time exciting, her pussy soaked with her juices as she imagined ...