I pull back with both hands, and watch as the supple, jiggling flesh stretches to conical points. Her chest lifts forward with my pull, and her head d...ives harder into the table. A scream of delight erupts from her mouth, but I don’t care enough to silence it. I fuck her faster and faster, harder and harder, until our pelvises are smacking together in fury of slapping blasts, and the table is shaking dangerously. Her pussy is clenching and twitching with sporadic convulsions, and her voice is. Her face red and angry."You virtually kidnapped me and made me do this shit!" she hissed."How do you think I feel? Those strangers using my body? That sick fuckDirector telling them to hit me here and poke me there? I'm doing what Ihave to do to save Stacy and keep my identity. You're doing it for money!If anyone is a prostitute you are!"Randy released a wrist and bought his open hand to her face to slap her.She didn't flinch. She stared at him defiantly.He dropped his hand and let go of. I'll upload chapters in 500-2000 word bits, or where chapter breaks make sense, basically. It wasn't written in the style of Chyoa, so bear with me on the Question/Answer options.Having said that, feel free to branch off from any point in the story if you want an alternate ending or want to spice things up. The version that I'm uploading is less of a sex story as it is a story that has sex in it. I look forward to seeing what CHYOA's authors can do with it.**Violet Rose thought that life, as. This story is the first of my two sexual experiences at school.At 11 years old, at prep school, one evening all the boys in my dormitory were playing a game. It was after 'lights-out', and one boy, James, was running round the dorm scaring the other boys by either jumping on their beds or hiding underneath them. He was quite short with black hair and relatively average features, but wasn't ugly. When James got to my bed, in the middle of his game, he actually crept under the duvet without.