My name is Cathy, a 23-year woman, 5’2", brunet and a 38 – 24 - 36 petite figure. Many boys and men had made passes at me and told me they drooled at my breasts and would love to get at my fleshy thighs that give my legs a deliciously buxom appearance when I wore short skirts. My height, though it left much to be desired, never seemed to deter my admirers and for some reason seemed to make me even more alluring to them.
I never entertained their advances, not because I didn’t like sex, but because I didn’t want to do something I might be made to do against my will once I was in their power.
I preferred to think of myself as a lady who would one day have sex with her husband, doing only what both of them wanted. I liked to dress up and was generally always well dressed. Mostly I dressed in a prim and proper manner, though sometimes I liked to dress in a naughtily sexy way just to get attention.
I loved the way men showered their admirations and how easily I could control them.
But I always had had an insatiable thirst for sex. I loved it when I sucked and pumped my sex by my pumps and dildos, but I had did not want to try either oral or anal sex. I hated the idea of humiliating myself by sucking a cock (even if it was a dildo in reality) and especially if it had been into an anus as they showed in the movies. But I always got turned on when I saw it in porno movies and feel like doing it but soon after I had had my orgasms I hated the very idea. I never tried anal sex as I was scared of the pain and did not even try it with my smaller dildos. I never really had had real sex, but I was not a virgin either. I had been using dildos for too long a time to be a virgin.
Though I had never seen a cock in real life, I once saw it in action. My friend and me once took a shortcut from a highway through a slum during daytime to avoid a near empty and long road from the office to the residential complex. Our car had broken down. That slum was a prostitute area... Læs hele novellen
