Date: Fri, 06 Sep 2002 15:41:23 -0700
From: radar flash <radarflash@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mannequin Treat

   When I was very young I was interested in my mother's clothes as well as
my older sister's.  As I got older I became interested in
wearing them when I was home alone.  This went on without notice
until I entered high school.  My parents and 2 sisters went away
for a week, but it was during high school soccer season and I played
on the team.

   I was left in the care of my parent's friends whereby the wife
was a stay at home mom and in her mid 40s.  I always had a crush on
her, but this never went beyond just looking at her.  She was tall
and always dressed more nicely than other women her age that I knew.

   I came home from soccer practice the first day (a Friday) she was there
as she was supposed to take me back to their place a few miles away.  I came
in dirty with and with a minor cut on one of my legs
and my eyes must have popped out after seeing her in the kitchen.
She had come from a salon she said and she looked like a model.  As
I said, she was tall and my eyes were riveted to her legs.  She was
wearing stockings and heels and my pants must have swelled up in
front at the sight.

   She told me she was staying there that night rather than taking
me back to their house though I would be going there soon enough
after she "prepared" me as I was to find.

   At this point she noticed the cut on my leg and bent down in
front of me to look at it.  She asked if she could pull my shorts
down far enough to see the problem and I said yes, but was getting very
nervous.  I looked down at her lacquered nails as she rubbed
them across the cut.  Her other hand squeezed the back of my other
leg in order to hold her up and I held onto her shoulders as well.

   She told me to go upstairs and remove the shorts completely and
she would be right in to apply some ointment.  I did as I was told
and went to my room.  As I heard her heels clicking up the stairs
and down the hall to my room I became in more nervous and my cock showed the
excitement.  i was sitting on the edge of my bed when she came in.

   I could not keep my eyes off her legs and a smile came to her
face as she winked and asked me what I thought of her outfit.  I
told her she looked very pretty.  The following events are what
brings me to this story.

   She told me "You are very pretty too, please stand up so that
I can see your cut".  I did as I was told and stood before her.
She knelt down and applied some ointment to the wound and then
looked up at me.  "You are fortunate to have such beautiful legs
and any woman would kill for them."  I wasn't sure where this was leading
just yet, but I enjoyed the attention.  After she applied
the ointment she kept running her fingers over my legs, thighs, and
my ass.

   She looked up at me and her face became very soft as she put
both of her hands on my bare ass and asked "Would you do something
for me if I do something for you?"  I knew I was about to get my
first blow job and clumsily said "Yes I will."

   She leaned forward and softly and slowly opened her mouth and
I watched he peach coated lips slowly engulf my cock which had
never been harder nor larger than it was right then.  She expertly
sucked me in and pulled her head back and forth and allowed her
teeth to very delicately tease my shaft.  After a few more strokes
when she knew I was ready she made her offer which she knew could
not be refused or I would explode with anticipation.  She told me
"You are so gorgeous that it's a shame to waste you on just me.
Would you come home with me to share this weekend?"

   I couldn't think fast enough what the repercussions amounted to
and eagerly said "YES!"  She smiled and finished sucking me in
until my cock was all the way down her throat and I released.  I
fell back onto my bed and she leaned over me and planted the best
kiss of my young life.  She looked at me when she pulled back and
said that I would become familiar with that taste.  I didn't
disagree.

   I stayed alone in my room that night, but didn't sleep very
well as I was so curious of what would occur next.

   She awakened me the next morning and escorted me into the
bathroom where she had drawn a bath.  I got into the bubbly water
and found the smell to be intoxicating.  After some cleansing she
asked for one of my legs which I immediatly stuck out of the water.
She shaved it completely smooth and then did the other.  I then
stood up with another large erection and she again sucked me off
while lapping up my cum and kissing me again.

   She askem to tongue out her mouth so that I could get a better
taste which I found very much to my liking.  "I will teach you how
to do that, but first you have to promise me something."  "What is
it?" I asked.  "Will you come home with me this weekend and be mine
and Robert's little girl?"

   Looking nervously into her eyes then down to her gorgeous peach
colored mouth I said "Yes I will."



   Before I go on I would like to know if this is a story you are
interested in?  Where it goes from here is that in 2 days time I
became the main course at a large dinner affair whereby my painted
and polished body was devoured by men, women, and another girl a
few years older than myself.  I was covered in various sauces,
spices, and seasonings and eaten from a large plate and a bowl on
top of a formal dining table.

   I had been shaven totally clean except for my head which had been
coiffed into a beautiful style since my hair was long anyway.
I squirmed and cooed on the table top as each took his or her turn
licking cream from my swollen dick and using my ass as a pin cushion.

   I loved it.

   I later modeled outfits for her women friends and wore them for
their male friends as they fucked me with abandon.

   When I got older I had found other friends in a city 3,000 miles
away, but the scenario is very similar.  I loved to model, preen,
and pose and be fucked as my reward.

Love, Barbie Doll