His name was Emman. We smiled at each other and my eyes followed him until he was gone. A voice in me was saying, ‘Someday you’ll be his mistress....�� Oh, my, how can that be possible? He does not even know my name. I’ve known Emman since two years ago because he’s so popular. He was a Corps Commander in high school of the university that I attended. A lot of students say he’s a ‘crush of the town.’ Girls and gays alike swoon over him. There’s a buzz and stifled shrieks every time he would pass. Then I took his long hard cock and jerked it off a few times, lubing it up from the tip and down his entire shaft. I put a little more lube onto my now loosened bum before climbing onto Dirk and slowly lowering myself down onto his hard cock stopping as the tip of his head started to spread open my bum hole. His hands were placed on my hips as I asked if he was ready. Of course he said he most definitely was…Then I lowered myself down onto his hard dick. His cock head spreaded my tight ass and. I was brought over to one of the tables and the women moved it to one side. Where the table had stood was a clear lexan circle with a hole in it’s middle about the size of my neck. The cover lifted off in two pieces revealing a shallow pit about 3 feet deep and 3 feet in diameter. The held onto my arms and lifted me down into the pit. A set of 6 small lights came on, illuminating the interior of the pit. One of the women jumped down into the pit with me. She proceeded to place a set of chained. My niece. Fuck me, he told himself over and over as her fingertips slipped under the elastic band of her panties. Just her fingertips. It was the most erotic thing he could imagine, her sitting there, cross-legged, her breasts pushing against her dress, nipples jutting out, a slightly darker patch on her panties over her pussy, pausing, fingers poised…“Okay if I… take a nap?” she asked, blushing. “Long day and I’m kind of… stoned.”I wondered, when she paused, what she was going say, sure it.