1. The Path to Enlightenment (Chapter 1)


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Coercion, Cum Swallowing, First Time, Humiliation, Males / Female, Older Male / Female, Reluctance, Teen, Young, Author: pixiegrinder, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    hidden by her loose T-shirt. Gulping, he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the teenage beauty. On the other end, Michael was enjoying the sight of her tight panty-clad ass as her shirt rode up to her back. Her toned thighs flexed and he appreciated the definition in her calves as she strained on her toes to reach. Of course, Natalie was completely oblivious to the compromising position she was in. Straightening slowly, she didn't realize that the front of her tee was damp from leaning over the condensation left by the mugs. Her nipples, hard from her earlier embarrassment, were poking outwards and just visible through the fabric. The four visitors pretended to be engrossed in the game but couldn't keep from sneaking the occasional peek at her skimpily attired body as she perched herself beside her father. The last card was opened and Steven pushed his stack of chips to the centre of the table. Natalie let out a small, childlike gasp. Steven was not a risk-taker, but his increasingly acute headache was grinding on his nerves and he was unable to keep his mind on the game. As the players folded one by one, Michael drew everyone's attention by matching his host's gesture. "I call," he smirked confidently. He turned over his cards to reveal a pair of aces. Half-hearted claps and congratulations sounded around the table. Steven groaned outwardly and stood. "Well guys, I'm not feeling up for it tonight, my head is killing me. I'm going to retire for the night, but ...
    please don't stop on my account." As he turned to climb the stairs to his bedroom, his friend spoke up. "At least let your daughter continue on your behalf." Everyone turned to the normally reserved Phil, who flushed deeply. Nobody could tell if it was from self-consciousness, the alcohol, or the innocent little minx standing opposite him. Steven pondered a second before handing Natalie a bill from his wallet, then turned to leave the room, but not before warning her, "you better not lose it all!" His tone was light but she could tell he meant it. Natalie took his seat at the table and the game resumed. Being relatively inexperienced, she found her pile of chips diminishing round by round. Within half an hour, she had lost her last bet. "Well I guess you're out, girl!" Ted remarked genially. "Don't worry, your dad lost just as much in one turn." The chorus of laughter failed to ease the girl's nervousness as she sat unmoving, looking at her feet. "If you wanna win anything back for your father, we can always change the rules of the game," Michael spoke up. Again the creepy smile. "Since you're out of money, let's bet with clothes." Natalie glanced up slowly. The rest of the men stared but held their silence. "You choose a piece of clothing at the start of each round and if you lose the round, you lose it too. But if you win, you can take our chips instead of our clothes." There was no doubt that Michael had been giving this some thought since the start of the game, and Natalie ...
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