Carrie was the only person who called me by my given name; everyone else called me DJ. I smelled her perfume; it was the same scent that drove me nu...s one night, threatening her that I was going to drag her to the back room and have my way with her. Her response was, “You couldn't handle me, big boy,” and stuck her tongue out at me. After six years, it still had the same effect. “I’m better now that I’ve seen your beautiful face, Carrie. How are you doing, babe?” I asked her. “Well, as you. However, a clever young fella like me thought was easy, and cover up the band. Consequently, they figured out I wasn't 21 yet and took me out. At this moment, my friend were inside having fun and I was stuck outside; I was heated. Little that I know, there was a gem in the parking lot and our paths would collide. So I sat on a ledge by the entrance and a blue car came strolling by; I never received a stare like this in my life. She had blonde highlights, green eyes and lip gloss and she was. We stopped over at her parent's house for a nice dinner and I had left them to spend time alone. Both of Donna's parents were older than I and we had always gotten along well. They were most grateful for my help in getting Donna a job and experience. I got the feeling that Donna had not been able to tell them just how hard of a time she was going through back home.Sensing some intimate time between their daughter and themselves, I excused myself and told Donna that she was free to spend the. " Rita quipped as she pulled something from the box. I had seen it before. It was some sort of whip with many soft velvet ribbons extending from the leather handle.It wasn't meant to hurt as much as titillate. She began with my thighs swinging from above her head to maximize the blows. It didn't hurt like I knew my belt would but there was an intense stinging sensation wherever she landed her blows.Again she worked her way around my raging erection hitting my legs, my stomach, even my chest.