NOT TOO TIGHT, PLEASE
By Ophelia Hancock

I'm Nancy, a skinny little girl who has always been ashamed of my body. In high school I was called "Ironing Board". Here in college, my nickname is "Phantom Lady".

These faults aside, I am also a nympho, I love sex. Guys just don't see me as a sex object. I also have a fetish. I like to be tied up during sexual encounters. To spread the word, I use the oldest advertising gimmick: "Tell it to a woman and tell her it's a secret."

Before the week is out, the dorm phone is ringing off the wall. "Hi this is so and so, is Nancy there?" I meet all comers in the mutual place of the college cafeteria. Most want to have a quick one night stand, and skip the rope routine. "Buzz off Buster" is my standard reply.

Three guys were into my act of wanting to be tressed like a turkey then fucking me. They just didn't get it. I am not out for cock drilling. I just want to play make believe. What is so strange about that.

Then I meet Rob, the answer to a girl's dream. Rob has no brothers and seven sisters. He hated the sight of seeing their naked bodies. He was afraid he might be homosexual, that is until he met me.

Rob has an apartment off campus. I spend my weekends there. It is so nice to be wanted as a woman, to be caressed, to be loved just for you and not your body. And Rob is a hunk in every sense of the word.

Rob ties me up in a chair, then runs his hand up my skirt and pushing aside my panty strap, fingers my begging pussy. Then he will expose his little four inch pecker and feed me this hot dog and spews a hot white mustard down my throat.

Or in the mornings, while still in bed, Rob will tie my arms and legs to the four poster bed posts. Rob will open my robe and tickle me to death with a feather teasing my flat breasts, or worse yet, feathering my pussy. The devilish thrill has me bucking like a female rabbit until I come again and again, then Rob will lick cum from my foaming cunt lips.

This time I yank his cock until Rob is ready to bathe my face with his white thick jism. Sometimes I get so hot myself, I'd love to have Rob stick his cock in me like most lovers do. But I'm scared as hell that I'll get pregnant. I don't trust the pill, nor a condom, and certainly no abortion. As for having a baby, I'd die first.

There is one little sex play we do that I am ashamed to tell anyone. I lay in the bathtub with my bra and panties on. Rob stands on the rim, his cock like a faucet, and pisses all over me. His warm steamy piss is a liquid massage that tingles my whole body. I remove my wet undies, then Rob
takes my place. I straddle him, he reaches up and opens my labia lips. Rob loves to watch my yellow stream flow from the little pee hole just above my vagina opening. Then he licks me to the last drop. I'm so happy toweling my piss off his handsome body.

When we are together, I am actually proud of my skinny body, and Rob feels the man he really is. We are two little lambs who had gone astray, and now we are found.
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