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Dominique - Wet Dream

Dominique has a way of breaking my fear and more.
The new girl in school, Dominique,straddled me. I could smell her skin. I could feel her body heat just above my skin. The hairs on my body stood erect. I stood erect. The little top she was wearing was cut just below her breasts. Her tight little stomach quivered as she ran her fingers down my body. She thrust her hips forward and I could see the outline of her pussy clearing in her panties. Her hand trailed lower still and was just above my shorts. I was dying. I needed to cum but she had told me not to. She said I couldn't cum unless she gave me permission. She opened her legs wider and lowered her amazingly little hips down toward my pulsing and aching cock. If she touched my dick I was going to cum.

“Please!” I begged.

“No, you promised.” She said. Her hand moved a little lower. She pressed just above the sensitive head of my cock. I was already dripping wet with pre-cum. Was she going to touch it? Get her little fingers sticky and wet with my juices?

“But...oh GOD! Please, please. I need to cum.” I begged. I was dying. I couldn't hold out much longer.

“I'll never let you cum. Never. Beg all you want but you'll never cum.” She laughed. Her hand moved around over my cock and I felt the throbbing of pre-ejaculation. I was so close and God-dammit, it felt good. Her little hips looked amazing in those panties. I could almost make out the shape of her nipples through the thin top she was wearing. They looked so small and sweet and soft. Command or no command, I wasn't going to hold out for much longer.

“Oh...puh...puh...puhlease!” I begged and started actually crying!

“Never!” She said and just as she said it, she lowered her breasts onto my chest. Her hand moved down and lightly over my cock and then she touched under my sack. It's so fucking sensitive there! How could she know that it would make me...make me...

I came! Huge spurting jets of cum. Filling my shorts and leaking out. As I did, I realized that something was wrong. Dominique wasn't with me. Damn it! She wasn't here. I was in my room! I was in my room and in my bed and worse yet...

“Are you ok? Sounds like you were having quite the dream.”

“Mom! Oh God, Mom! Do you have to just barge in my room while I'm getting ready for class? I mean can't a guy have a little privacy around here?” I said through sleepy eyes. I quickly pulled my blanket over my lower half. I was still hard and cum soaked everything.

“Oh phew! I'm your mother. Plus it is laundry day and I just came in to get your laundry, unless you are finally going to start doing your own?” Mom said giving me a look and picking up my basket. “No? I didn't think so. Here...give me your shorts.”

“What? I'm still wearing them! Geeshh Mom!” I said. Honestly she had done this to me hundreds of times before, but right now my shorts were completely cum soaked. It had all been a wet dream. Dominique, the new girl in my class, hadn't been with me at all. My depression on waking up from the dream was now completely overshadowed by the horror that I had to find a way out of giving up my cum soaked shorts.

“I'm not going to come all the way back up to your room later to get your shorts after you've changed. I don't need to see your little wanker, just take them off under the sheets. God Matthew! You can be so difficult some times!”

“But...I'll just bring them down later. I mean I gotta get ready for school.”

“Now!”

“No.”

“If you don't give them to me then I'm just going to stand here until you do.”

There was no way out of this. Even in my dreams, Dominique was dominating my sexual habits. But I hadn't technically masturbated so she couldn't be angry at me. After all, she had told me the last time we talked that I couldn't masturbate until she gave me permission. Now I was sitting here with a full and overflowing load of spunk in my shorts, and my mother waiting for me to take them off and throw them in the basket. I bet Dominique never had problems like this. Did she even live with her parents?

I peeled my shorts off under the sheets and was very careful to keep my knees up so my Mom couldn't see that I still had an erection. Honestly, I kinda always have an erection. Cum was every wear. I would have to change my sheets later too. My shorts were soaked. I quickly balled them up into a wet sticky mess and in a swift motion I shoved them down into the basket. Maybe she wouldn't notice.

“What the hell?”

“What?” I said.

“They are...Oh my God Matthew! What were you doing before I came in?” My Mom said and she picked up the shorts with two fingers and held them away from herself like they were radioactive. “Matthew, that is utterly and completely disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourself! I mean first thing in the morning and everything. Dear lord. What I'm going to do with you and your brother. Between the two of you I don't think I can keep up with all of this...” She kept talking to herself and walked out of my room still holding up my cum soaked shorts. I just put my head in my hand and tried to get the blood flowing to my brain again. I hated living with my parents.

Dominique came into class and sat right back down next to me. The other kids stared at her and I, I still kept my head down, but inside...man, I was beaming with happiness. Today she wore a little checkered skirt and long striped stockings that were ripped all around the knees. Her underwear wasn't showing above the skirt today but she did have the bottom buttons of her shirt undone. I could see her little belly and navel piercing. Her shirt was just as tight as always but under it she wasn't wearing a bra, only an undershirt. On her head she wore a little hat with kitty ears. She leaned forward and whispered, “Are you wearing it?” She was referring to the bracelet she had given me on our first meeting. It was now my cock ring.

“Yes.” I said.

As she leaned forward her top opened again and I could see straight down her top to her bare breast. She noticed what I was looking at and peeked down her own top then back at me. As soon as she noticed I had caught a peep at her breast, I got embarrassed and turned away. She reached under my desk and put her hand on my dick!

“Yep, already hard.” She whispered.

I was so embarrassed! She touched my dick in the middle of class! Did anyone see? I closed my legs tight and put my head on my desk. I was burning red with shame. I was positive everyone was looking at me.

I finally looked up at Dominique but she had her head propped on her hand so that her face was turned away from me. I tried to get her attention but she didn't turn around. In fact, she proceeded to ignore me the rest of class! I was practically in tears by the end of class. How could she ignore me? I would do anything she asked and yet she didn't even seem to care that I was there.

After class she was surrounded by other girls and guys who complimented her on her hat and clothes. The hat was adorably cute with the little kitty ears. My Dominique was already becoming popular and so I would fade into invisibility again, I knew it. I sunk down into depression even further. I turned to walk to my next class and Nicole slammed into me.

“Watch it you fucking loser! Oh God! I probably have weirdo, loser sperm on me now from just touching you!” Nicole said.

I didn't say a word. Nicole stood in front of me with her arms crossed. All that did was lift up her huge breasts and press her cleavage out at me. Nicole was blonde, tall, big breasted, curvy hips, and she knew it and used it. Behind her I could see Dominique and her new friends watching me. Dominique's eyes were wide.

“Sorry.” I said.

“You bet you are sorry. You and all your geek friends in that fucking loser house are sorry. A sorry fucking lot. Yeah, go ahead and stare at these babies. This is as close as you'll ever get to real tits, loser. I bet you and your geek club sit around and jerk off to pictures huh? What would you even do if you actually touched a pair of real tits?”

Now some of the guys had gathered around her and were looking at me and smiling sadistically. Two of the jocks marched up and blocked me from behind. Man, this day was sucking really hard. I knew what would happen.

“That's not what we do.” I whispered.

“What was that fag?” A guy behind me asked.

“I said that's not what we do.” I repeated a little louder.

“What is it exactly that you do do in that place?” Nicole asked.

I didn't have an answer. The guys behind me had moved in closer. They were right behind me and twice as tall as me. This was how fights started. This was how people like me got the shit beat out of us. No matter what I did at this point I was going to get my ass kicked. There was no point in talking and girls like Nicole just enjoyed the power her big tits gave her.

“Hey Matthew! Are we still having a club meeting this afternoon?” Dominique asked and pushed through the crowd to come stand next to me. Like a guardian angel she pressed in close to me. She turned around and looked at Nicole and the others and said, “They have the coolest house! It is so amazing! The art club is cool. See you there this afternoon Matthew.” Dominique said, and then walked away.

She had done it. Cool, beautiful girls have that power. Nicole looked like she was about to bust a gasket. The sport-o guys that had been about to start pushing me around now looked confused. Their brains can only handle simple situations. This had become much too complex for them. Did they kick my ass still and risk pissing off Dominique, who they obviously wanted to fuck, or did they just walk away and act like this had never happened? They decided to take the happy medium and smack me in the back of the head with a book (about the only use they have for books) and then walk away.

Now it was just Nicole and I standing in the hallway. She looked furious. I don't know if it was that her plan of beating up a geek had been thwarted or that the new girl, my Dominique, had just had more power than her. Dominique was having that effect already. She dressed cooler. She was far, far cuter than Nicole, and she had a more normal body. Something about Nicole was just too much.

In class I became invisible again. The guys in class were comparing Nicole and Dominique. Apparently they had decided that Dominique was innocent and pure even though she dressed like a “goth-whore” (their words), while Nicole actually was a whore even though she dressed normal. Also they decided that her tits were too big. But then someone said that if you paid her twenty dollars she would let you tit fuck her. Another guy then said that if you paid Nicole twenty dollars she would just let you fuck her. I laughed. They all looked at me like I had just suddenly walked in and interrupted their party. I shut up again.

Back at the art club, everyone sat around the table like always and Gayland still tried to convince everyone that Dominique was a spy. I told them there was no way that she was a spy. Not even possible. We were about to start a huge argument when Dominique walked into the door.

“Hi gang! Did you miss me?”

I think we were all flabbergasted that she actually showed up again, most of all me.

“Actually we did miss you. In fact we were just sitting around talking about you.” Steve said.

“Steve!” I said trying to stop him. Steve has a way of just blurting everything out.

“Oh really?” Dominique asked.

“Yes. In fact we are fairly convinced that you are a spy for the jocks. After all, what better way for them to find out what we are doing and figure out ways to further humiliate us.” Steve said very proud of himself.

“Hmm. Sounds like you have this figured out.” Dominique said.

“See!” Gayland said.

“Guys. Seriously! Come on.” I said.

“So there is nothing I can do? No way I can prove I'm not a jock spy?” Dominique asked.

“Oh, yes. That is exactly what I was thinking.” Steve said.

“Hmm...ok, let's hear it.” Dominique said.

“Steve!” I said.

“Ok, so we were just discussing if you are shaved or trimmed. We already know you like to wear skirts that show off your panties but are you the type of girl that shaves her pussy or are you the type that trims it?” Steve asked. Once again very proud of himself.

“STEVE!” I said horrified.

“So all I have to do is tell you if I'm shaved or trimmed?” Dominique asked.

Steve crossed his arms, closed his eyes and shook his head with a very self-satisfied smug look on his face. This wasn't looking good. I could tell that Dominique was getting pissed. He was going to ruin it, just like Steve ruins everything.

“Oh no. That would be simple and plus, how would we know you were telling the truth? No way. You have to show us.” Steve said and turned and nodded to us. He was very thrilled with his little plan.

“Dominique, you don't have to do this! These guys...”

“Wow, that sounds like quite a challenge.” Dominique said laughing and then said, “Ok, sounds fair enough.” and with that she lifted up her skirt and we all took in a deep breath. String bikini underwear! The heavens have only created a few things in the world more wonderful than women alone and one of those things are string bikini underwear. All the guys leaned forward to get a closer look.

Dominique thrust out her slender little hip and with the slowest possible motion, she pulled at the string. We all held our breath. Was she actually going to take off her panties? Would we actually get to see string bikini underwear removed by pulling the string? This could very well be the single sexiest thing we'd ever seen in our lives!

Dominique pulled at them and they fell away from her hips but not from her crotch. The triangle of little light, baby blue fabric was still clinging to her wonderful mound. I was frozen. I couldn't imagine what it would look like to see her without the panties. With the slowest of possible movements she opened her legs just a bit and the panties fell down. Her skirt fell back over her hips and covered her. We all moaned slightly and this made Dominique giggle.

“You have to let us see.” Steve said.

“Steve, would you shut up.” I said.

Dominique looked at me and then at the boys and said, “Hmm...I'll lift my skirt and show you, but only on one condition.”

“What!” They all said.

“Matthew can't see.”

What!? Why couldn't I see? What had I done? Did she hate me? Why would she show these losers and not me? My jaw dropped open and instantly Gayland grabbed me and Steve put his hands over my eyes. I struggled but couldn't get free. Then I heard them all gasp. GASP!

“What? Is she shaved? What? Get off of me.”

Slowly...weakly...Steve let his hands drop. The guys all just looked like they had seen God. Even little Robin, who only had eyes for his doll, was pale and motionless. Dominique actually looked just a touch red. Her panties lay on the table. I sat and looked at them.

Later, when the guys had finally left the room, Dominique came over to me and sat down close to me. She put one leg over mine and she leaned her head on my shoulder. I didn't know if I should move or if I should respond. After all, she obviously hated me.

“I don't hate you.” She said.

“Then...”

“Because you always play it safe. If you want something you have to speak up. The guys knew what they wanted. They wanted to see my pussy. I know you wanted to see it too.”

“I was trying to be respectful.” I said.

“No, you were being safe. Just like when you turned away this morning after looking at my breasts. Didn't you notice I wasn't wearing a bra today?”

“Yeah.”

“So then why did you turn away?”

“You wanted me to look at your breasts?”

Dominique laughed. She pulled her legs off me and reached down and touched my dick. I was already hard. She rubbed it slowly and whispered, “If you ever want me to let you jerk off again, you are going to have to show some back bone.”

“I can do that!” I said proudly.

“Good. So start.”

“Can I jerk off?” I asked.

“Only if you tell me what you want.”

“I...” I hesitated and then saw the look on her face so I quickly spoke up, “I want to smell your panties.”

Dominique laughed. I don't know what she thought I was going to say but that obviously wasn't it. She threw her arms around me and laughed some more and then said, “See, that's why I like you. You are so completely weird!”

She liked me? Really? Dominique liked me because I was weird?

She grabbed the panties off the table and she placed them under her skirt. She rubbed them up and down a few times without me being able to see what she was exactly doing and then she pulled them out and held them up to me. She held them right under my nose.

“Take it out and masturbate. You have exactly five minutes.” Dominique said.

I quickly fumbled with my zipper. I noticed she looked down as I took it out. She liked seeing my dick? God. I was throbbing hard and nearly about to bust. I breathed in and when I did I felt something wet against my mouth and nose. She had been wet? It made her wet talking to me or was it showing the guys her pussy? I still didn't know if she was shaved or trimmed. I didn't care. I breathed in the musky sweet smell of her pussy and I came. I shot huge buckets of sperm into the air! She giggled. I braved pushing out my tongue and I licked her panties as I shot my last few spasms of hot cum all over my hand and shorts.

“Five minutes are up.” She said. Then she leaned forward and said, “Feel better?”

“Yes. Much.”

“See. Maybe you should try being more honest. I think you know exactly what you want. Just remember, it doesn't always mean I'll give it to you. You have to be a good boy.”

“Can I masturbate tonight?”

“No. I don't think so. I'll see you tomorrow.” She said. With this she stood and flipped her skirt up giving me just the briefest of a flash of her ass. It was smooth and perfect. I was still hard but I couldnt' masturbate.

“Here.” She said and threw the panties at me. “Sleep with them tonight but if you masturbate, it's all over between us.”

God...she knows how to torture me. I think I love her.

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