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Slice of Cheesecake #3: Christopher
by Ze Orange Yeah (luvbunneh@aol.com)

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I took a bus ride to Tennessee when I was 15 and met a 
gorgeous Louisiana buck in the backseat of a Greyhound 
Bus. Heaven can only imagine what happened. (M/f-teen, 
ped, exh, rom)

***

When I think about him, there are several things I 
remember: his long Italian fingers, a St. Christopher's 
medal, and rosary beads. In the dark of a Greyhound 
bus, lit only by the passing headlights and the 
occasional street lamp along the highway, he had spoken 
in the soft, lilting, Louisiana accent that made my 
heart shiver. 

He told me about his family, girlfriends, his home, his 
job. Sometime in the dark, he leaned close, his soft 
full lips almost touching my ear and his breath 
whispering against my skin, "Make love to me... I want 
you to make love to me," as he slid the back of his 
hand against the outside of my thigh.

With long, pale fingers he wandered between my thighs, 
searching... searching. They found bare flesh, already 
moistened with excitement and uncovered by the cheap 
cotton under things normally native to teenaged girls. 

"Naughty, naughty, little girl. You look so innocent, 
but maybe I should think otherwise..." and he laughed 
low in his throat, sliding his fingers up and down the 
folds of my pussy. He spread me open with his fingers 
and I had to stifle the moan that rose to my lips 
because I didn’t want the other passengers to know what 
was happening in the backseat. 

His fingertips found the stiff, swollen little nodule 
of passion and began to caress it so gently, teasing. 
Then he pinched my clitoris between his thumb and 
finger and began to roll it around. God, I can still 
remember how I felt like I was going to cum all over 
the seat and just scream from pleasure…

I shyly slid my hand over his thigh and up to his hip, 
working my way over the edge of his slacks. My hand 
explored over his tummy, trailing my fingers through 
the soft wisps of hair on his tummy that disappeared 
down his slacks. He sucked on my ear and tugged at my 
earring as I let my fingers slip further into his 
pants. I gently trailed my finger nails from on thigh 
to the other, letting the tips of my fingers to gently 
graze his swollen cock before going to the other thigh. 

He kept tugging and rolling my clit between his fingers 
as I ground against his hand, wanting more.

"Oh god, put them in me," I moaned and grabbed his 
hard, throbbing cock tightly and began to stroke him.

Finally he thrust his fingers keep inside me, first 
two, then three, and stroked me deep inside in that 
hidden place that only a truly talented man can find 
and take advantage of. I melted all over the seat, my 
pussy leaking my juices all over my skirt and the seat 
while he pressed his lips to my collarbone and fucked 
me harder with his fingers. 

While he stroked me, spreading me open and stretching 
me out, he pushed my skirt up around my waist and then 
knelt on the floor between my thighs. He grinned at me, 
grabbing my ass with both his hands and began a trail 
of suckling kisses up my thigh. 

When he reached my pussy he nuzzled it gently with his 
nose, and then started back down the other thigh with 
those sloppy, wet, succulent kisses that were driving 
me insane, and I buried my hands in his dark hair. He 
began to massage my clit with his thumb as he kissed 
back up my thigh, until his lips reached the mouth of 
my hot cunt. 

He nuzzled my pussy again, but this time pressed his 
mouth against me and ran his tongue from the mouth of 
my vagina to my clit, where he stopped and gently 
tapped it with his tongue. He began to suck on the 
throbbing little nodule and let his teeth slide over 
it, all the while kneading my buttocks. I groaned and 
pressed his face against me harder and he laughed 
seductively. 

When I couldn’t stand it any more I yanked him up by 
his collar and kissed him, tasting my own juices all 
over his face. I licked my flavor off his lips and chin 
and nose while I tugged at his belt until I finally got 
his pants undone. I pushed his slacks down while he 
pulled me to the edge of my seat, and I gasped when I 
finally saw his red, swollen cock. It was huge! Much, 
much bigger than I had thought. Oh, darling, it must 
have been at least nine inches long and probably an 
inch and a half across. My aggression paled a bit and 
he whispered softly, "If you don’t want to, you don’t 
have to."

I laughed and pulled him towards me, wrapping my legs 
around his hips and guiding him to the mouth of my 
pussy. He pulsed, pushing into me slowly, carefully, 
just a little bit at a time until his cock was in me as 
far as he could go. Then he pulled away quickly and 
thrust in slowly again, and kept doing this… 
tantalizing me, torturing me, making me gasp and sigh. 

He yanked my shirt up with his teeth, never losing 
rhythm, and began to suck on my nipples in time with 
his thrusts, biting when he pulled away. His gorgeous 
hands cupped my bottom and pulled me to him, and he got 
bigger and deeper inside of me, my pussy deepening in 
the throes of my passion. 

Then the waves began to flow over me, electric shocks 
coming from my nipples and deep inside my womb, flowing 
over me like a tsunami, leaving me breathless and 
waiting for the next wave. I gasped loudly and he 
shushed me sweetly, and I bit the fingers of one hand 
while I buried the other in that gorgeous dark hair of 
his, praying that he wouldn’t stop or cum before this 
was over. He kept going, deeper and deeper, harder and 
harder, until my body began to shake and convulse, and 
only when it was the end for me did he allow himself to 
cum. He groaned quietly and grasped my body to him, my 
legs clamped tight around his waist still and we stayed 
like that for awhile. I felt his heart thumping hard 
against my chest and his breathing in my ear. 

Christopher was his name, I think… that brown eyed 
handsome man. He had the most delicious cock I think 
I’ve ever had, and was by far an exceptional lover. 
Christopher was much older than I, and although he 
never said so I think that he was living with a woman 
wherever he was from. We made love again in the 
furthest stall of the Cincinnati bus station before we 
went our separate ways: I to Tennessee to visit with my 
friends and he was off to someplace in the south, I 
forget where. 

I have to say, I don’t think I’ll ever forget him. He 
was something new for me, just meeting someone and 
fucking. But I do think that I would have liked to get 
to know him better. I won’t deny that.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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