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# Posted: 12 Jan 2006 18:08:36
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Here is a short story based on a fantasy I used to "use" back in my 20's... "Sara" is based on a girl that worked at a store that used to fancy... she used to wear short skirts, and fishnet stockings... hehe, she was kinda plump, but real cute, and always had a nice smile for me... I was living with another girl at the time, so never pursued her... just made up goofy stories about her!
I've never written any fantasies down like this, so please forgive me, if it's horrible, and if you have any tips, that would be great... there is a whole bunch more based on this same girl if there is any interest... thanks!!
here goes...
It started at the store at about noon... then it seemed to get worse after lunch. sara liked to take a long break in the bathroom during work, she might look at a porn mag, or masturbate... but today her itchy ass was driving her kinda crazy. it felt good to itch it thru her panties, and as she did it more she noticed that she was getting wet... but the itch wouldn't go away. She smelled her fingers, and that made her even wetter... She had never rubbed both her ass and clit before to cum, but it worked fast! When she came, the itch in her asshole resonated up her spine, and she nearly fell off her seat, her ass arching back to allow her hand to reach...
Since her mom had left, Sara had been living with her moms friend Stacy... It's a bit weird there, but not as weird as it was with Mom, and other than Stacy's party friends, it was ok. At times their parties in the house keep Sara up late at night. Although she didn't understand why Stacy's husband Charles wasn't invited in... he is nice too... but sometimes he seems all to eager to do Sara's cloths washing for her, since he does all the chores around the house, she guesses that he just likes doing it... little does she know.
That night when she got back to Aunt Stacy's house, she went straight to her room, and did it again... she had spent the second half of the day stealing a second here and there, digging her fingers in, trying and relieve the itching, and that combined with the cute guys at the store and their eyes wandering across her cute tits, had made her panties soaked thru... She liked to dress as sexy as she could get away with at the store. She loved the comments, and looks from the guys that came in for coffee, cigarettes or whatever. At least she did before she got "talked to" about her appearance from the owner... but she could still get away with looking pretty hot... even he would steal a peek up her skirt when had to climb the step ladder to get something from the top shelf. After she relieved herself again, and the itch persisted, she needed to talk to Aunt Stacy about it. Otherwise she might go crazy.
"I have this itch" she said, embarrased. her hand motioning behind her.
"We all have that itch honey" Stacy wailed...
"No... like it itches, and it won't stop... its driving me nuts all day"
"Really...? hmmm, when did it start? Are you sure you haven't been doing anything with those boys at the store?" Stacey smirked.
"No..." she said surprised.
Stacy walked around behind her and put her hand on her back, "well i guess i need to see it right?"
"No!" Sara moved around to face her... "maybe its not that bad".
"Sara, if you've been itching all day, you need to be looked at, come on honey, this is Aunt Stacey... there's nothing to be ashamed of".
Slowly Sara bent over the table, and rested herself on her arms, allowing Stacey to lift her skirt, and move in behind her... Staceys hands where warm, and strong, but gentle... "I'll just pull your thong to the side... ok?" she said quietly.
"Ok" Sara was surprised that she really wasn't that embarrassed after at all, and having having her skirt pulled up over her ass down in the kitchen was exciting.
Stacy noticed right away how wet she was, and her hot smell started to fill the room.
Sara's breath started to quicken as Stacey pulled her damp thong way to the side, exposing her pussy completely. Stacy put her hands on the back of both her thighs, and pushed up spreading her ass cheeks open wide. Sara felt Stacy's breath on her ass, never had she been this exposed before, but it felt so good to have someone look after her, to let Aunt Stacy control her.
"Hmmm, everything looks fine from here" Stacy said approvingly "but if the itching doesn't stop by morning I want to take you in, and have Anne look at you. Aunt Stacy pulled her panties back in place snugly, and caressed Saras cheeky ass for a moment before pulling her skirt back down. "Anne seen many asses before so you don't have anything to be shy about... ok" Stacey said firmly
"OK" Sara pouted, but inside she was stirring. She raced to her room, layed herself on her bed in the same position, pulled her panties aside again, and exploded with her fingers buried deep in her wet holes. The itching was magnificient... like having a tongue lapping her ass all the time, never stopping. She awoke the next morning in a wet spot, her soaked pussy still aching.
"Hows that itching" asked Aunt Stacy in a gruff morning voice. She saw Sara squirming in her seat at breakfast.
"Still there, kept me up all night!, but" Sara tried.
"OK then, I talked to Anne, and we have an appointment for 3 this afternoon, so I want you to go to work, and I'll be by to get you..."
By the time 3 PM rolled around... Sara felt as if she had been through a torture chamber. She had to work thru her lunch hour, and had no relief all day. The tingling in her anus made her pussy strobe with energy. She tried sitting on a stool so she could rub herself on the edge, but it was no real relief, she fantasized about turning it over, and ramming one of the legs straight up her hole...
Anne was very gentle, and slow in her manor, and she helped Sara feel comfortable right away. "So we have an itch huh?" she said in her warm voice.
"Please, help me" Sara pleaded "I'm going crazy!".
"Alright darlin' lets have a good look, and we'll see what we can do" Anne looked at Stacy knowingly, and smiled.
The room was warm, and the light was soft. Sara felt Anne lift her skirt up over her waist, and with both hands, slowly peel her panties down over her soft ass. She motioned to Stacy for her to spread Sara's cheeks, and when she did, they noticed a large drop of sweet juice free itself, and run down Sara's shapely leg... behind Sara's back, Anne wiped the drop with her bare finger, and smelled it, rubbing it between her fingers. Then she used it as lube as she began a circular motion around Sara's anus... Sara let out a deep breath, and a quick moan, and her knees gave out banging against the bed she was resting on. Slowly Anne added pressure until her finger penetrated, Sara again moaned, and heaved, begging her finger to probe deeper.
"Sara darling, you have a rash, all you need is some special ointment" Anne said sweetly "I have just the thing". Anne slowly removed her finger, and walked over to her desk, and began to describe to Stacy instructions for "administering" her treatment. "There is an applicator, designed to help it reach the infected areas... it's important to prolong the treatment as much as possible, as the ointment is quickly absorbed away." Sara tried to listen to what Anne was saying to Stacy, but her mind was spinning, and the itch, and throbbing pussy were filling all her senses. Anne assembled the ointment applicator, a rubber ball to pump in the medicine thru a soft but firm shaft with small holes at the tip for the thick ointment to pass thru.
"Sara," Anne said firmly. "I noticed that you are very... tense, we will need you to relax as much as you can". She leaned in to whisper in Sara's ear, "I know you know how to relax right?" Sara nodded her head in acceptance, "OK then darlin' are you ready to feel better?". Again nodded "yes"... with a breathy "please"...
With that Anne began to rub the head of the applicator up and down the center of Sara's anus, added just a slight pressure to the bulb to squeeze out some ointment for lube... with this Sara shuddered. "OK Sara, we need you to relax now" Anne said in a soft but firm voice, and slowly Sara's right hand found its way down past her belly, and she began to slowly rub her clit. "There you go baby," Anne said as she gently pushed the head into Sara's asshole, and she began to slowly work the applicator in, and out... shallow strokes at first, then gradually deeper. she began counting the strokes, slowly 1,2,3,4,5, squeeze.... and she would pump out more ointment. Sara began to squirm with delight, she moaned uncontrollably, and rubbed her clit faster, and harder. Finally her itch was being scratched, and she could let go, and enjoy the feeling. Being with Anne this way allowed her to abandon herself, and be controlled... Soon her other hand found it's way to her soaking pussy, and she began to push 2 and 3 fingers in, deeper, and deeper...
Anne then changed her pattern, pushing deep into Sara's beautiful ass... faster now, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, squeeze... ...it wasn't long before Sara began to explode, pushing her fingers as far up her pussy as she could, bucking against the applicator that Anne was now using to fuck her ass with... deep and hard... Sara came with a loud scream, and collapsed on the bed, as Anne squeezed the remaining ointment into her rectum...
After removing the applicator, Anne began to tell Stacy that Sara must have at least 1 treatment a day, for the next 10 days, and more often if required.
As they left Anne turned to Stacy and said "I guess that stuff worked huh!!" they both laughed...
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