Roxy [Part one]

Prologue: Roxy

I first met this girl I will be calling Roxy from here on out at Wal-Mart. She gave me her yahoo chat name and it was only a matter of time before we couldn’t hold ourselves away from each other. She was a very shy girl that was waiting to be pulled away. She told me her secret fantasies and insisted that she was not homosexual but she would like to have fun with another girl, and me. She had small but athletic body, she was in gymnastics and her tummy showed the work of 200 plus crunches a day.

She had the habit of pleasuring herself while on the phone with me. Simply the sound of my voice was enough for her. If I wanted to tease her I could say certain words for her and she would squeal and say “Oh, bite me!” I remember the first time we had phone sex. She was using a vibrator her mother had given her. Her ‘bullet’ as she called it.

“I’m your naughty girl aren’t I?”

She was…she was.


[Roxy]
“I love your voice”

One of the things I liked about Roxy was that she was into me. Her eyes didn’t blink without showing me her admiration for me. She held my hand as we walked to a bench that over looked a lake. I looked over at Roxy and she looked up at me flashed me a shy smile with a giggle and looked down. I kept watching her an she looked off in the distance with a look I cant describe. She looked as if she was worried as she stared out into the evening. Ounce at the bench she sat up on the bench and looked for the fish.
“I cant see any fish where are they?” she asks me
“You came here to look at fish?” I ask with a grin squinting at her.
“No indeed.” She flirted
“I came here to look at you.” I said letting her see my eyes undress her
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I said reaching for her hips she slid over on top of my lap.
“Mmm.” She moaned. “I like it when you wear slacks.”
“Yeah?” I ask teasing her.
“Yeah.”
I grab her waist thrusting her closer to me.
“mmm” she again moaned “talk to me.” She said playing with my hair “I love your voice.”
I smiled “What does my naughty girl want to hear?” I laugh
Her face lights up as her eyes squint and nose curls up as she smiles. “hmm bite me, Murimi!”
After much laughter I say “I bet you’d like that.”
“Yes indeed.”
I use my mouth and playfully bite her on the cheek.
“oooh!” she squeals and giggles. “oooh.” She takes her hands holds my face and kisses me. I take my hands and thrust her hips on me again. She stays on my lap and we talk she tells me how she is going to lock me away so no one else can find out about me. “Yes, indeed.” We stare into each others eyes just to see who can last the longest without smiling. Whenever she would lose, “Oh! Bite me Murimi!” as I would bite her and she would squeal for me hold me kiss me and look deep into my eyes. She would hold me close to her chest and look off in the distance. “What’s wrong?” I would ask her. “Hmm.” She smiled and shook her head looking back into my eyes. “What are you thinking about?” I asked her looking over her face. She laughed and shook her head. “What else?” she said still shaking her head at me, her eyes still holding admiration for me. “We are going to have four children.”
I bit her.
After satisfying what lust we could she got off my lap. She did so so slowly and with such seduction I didn’t want her to leave. She stood over my knee and danced her hips around and played with her short black hair. “Just kidding.” She laughed. She waited until I got off the bench and held my hand. She walked infront of me shaking her hips flaunting her ass. I hugged her from behind and she confidently pushed back against me. I gave her a kiss on the cheek that turned into a bite.
“I love when you bite me, Murimi.”