1. The Golden Rule Ch3


    Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Exhibitionism, First Time, Virginity, Young, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 76, Source: sexstories.com

    The Golden Rule Ch3 Blackmail The ride home from Tina’s house that late afternoon in June was the most spectacular I had ever experienced up to that point in my life. Not only was I enjoying the freedom of riding the streets without a care in the world, but every last little crack in the road, bump in the sidewalk, stone, pebble, or rough part of my path sent electric shocks up from my pussy to all parts of my body. Even though I got to coast a fair amount of the way back to my house I was still breathing hard from the fantastic feeling I was receiving from my bare pussy sliding back and forth on the bicycle seat. It was pressed up hard in between the folds of my now soaking wet little hole as my whole crotch slid from side to side and front to back. I felt so naughty riding past the few stores on my route, and the few people I had to ride around while I was getting such enjoyment from the vinyl seat pressing up between my legs. And the best part was that this bike was going to be mine in just a little while. The urge to ride around more was quelled by my thoughts of getting the bike for good, leading me to ride straight home. Payday was coming! As I turned onto the street I lived on I could see Michael walking from the other direction. My timing could not have been better. When he saw me round the corner and head toward the house, he immediately broke out into a jog. Apparently he was not enthusiastic about me riding the bike around the neighborhood. I rolled up our ...
    driveway and around to the back of the garage where I parked his bike with the front tire visible from the driveway. That should get him to come around the back so this could be handled out of sight. I used the panties I had in my pocket to wipe all of my juice off the seat and from in between my legs. If this was going to work I would have to have everything otherwise he would get away with squirting his spunk in my panties and I still would not have the bike. I sat down on the wooden box and had just crossed my ankles when he came out of the alleyway at the side of the garage. “Where did you go?” he asked as he began a quick inspection of his bike. “Just around,” I answered as I watched him look at the bike from top to bottom. “There had better not be a scratch on it,” he began as he stood it up and turned it around to inspect the other side. “I know what you did,” I said after I took in a deep breath. Instantly Michael froze in place. “What do you mean…’you know what I did’?” he asked as he looked up at me. Reaching into my pocket I pulled my wet panties out and held them out in front of me. “I mean I know how this happened to my panties and I know who did it.” I turned and looked directly at his face while my words seeped in to that dark void behind his eyes. Michael looked stunned. I could see the color running out of his face, leaving him this pale pasty white looking color. I would even go as far as to say that his mouth was probably as dry as a bag of cotton balls. He closed ...
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