1. The Chain: Link 5a


    Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    Sam remained seated next to the aisle, hoping that no-one would ask for the vacant seat next to him. But it also meant that he was easily visible. People looked at him as they passed, especially men. Their eyes fell on his thighs, tried to get a good glimpse through his open jacket, stared at his mouth. After two blokes had looked him over in a very obvious manner, he heard Chloe giggle. “Samantha’s a popular girl,” she said. “She could have all the sex she wanted, easy.” Sam pushed his legs together. Shit. Was this where this was going? It couldn’t possibly. It wasn’t like he was gay or anything. He just liked dressing up and chatting a bit as Samantha. Chloe giggled again. Sam couldn’t see her, but he could hear her above the chatter. “You should know better than anyone what an uninhibited slut, Samantha is. You created her.” It suddenly felt boiling hot. The bus stopped to let more passengers on. “There’s one of Samantha’s chat buddies,” Chloe said, as a young man passed, doing very little to disguise the direction of his eyes. “I think Samantha once boasted to him about how she sucked off an entire football team.” If Sam hadn’t wanted to draw attention to himself, he would have placed his head in his hands. Instead he sat bolt upright, feeling more vulnerable than he’d ever felt in his life. He was actually relieved when Chloe said, “Next stop is ours.” He almost took a tumble on the heels exiting the bus. They hadn’t quite made their way into the centre of town, for ...
    which Sam was grateful. This wasn’t a bad part of town, but very quiet; no clubs, very view pubs, nothing to attract visitors at this time of night. Chloe led him down a narrow street. He was aware that they were heading in the direction of the canal that bordered the town centre. “You know,” Chloe said. “You may think all that stuff Samantha says on line is just a lark, but there’s a reason for it.” Sam tried to block out the sound of her saliva as she chewed heavily. “You’re not suggesting I’m…” “I’m not suggesting anything. It’s not my job to analyse. All I’m saying is… How would Samantha be feeling right now?” “Your point?” Chloe sighed. “You need to relax a bit, let your guard down. You’re hard work, you know that?” “Well what do you expect?” Chloe sighed. “All I’m saying is… Wouldn’t Samantha be revelling in dressing up and having guys ogle her? That’s the woman you created, isn’t it Sam? One who goes all wet as soon as someone looks at her? A complete nympho?” Sam swallowed hard. “It’s just a lark,” he said weakly. Glancing to one side, he could see Chloe grin wickedly. “So why aren’t you having fun now? Think about it, those wonderful heels, the nylon making your legs look so luscious, a fantastic arse, and let’s not get started on your mouth. Oh, and your tits are really sensitive, by the way.” As horribly tense as he was, Sam was amazed to find that Chloe’s words struck a chord. He was Samantha as he’d always imagined her, and he was parading her outdoors. Except he ...
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