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By Jason Ryan Fox (OtakuFox@aol.com)

I met Nancy the first week of college. She had light red hair, small breasts and green eyes. The first time I saw her I wanted her more than anything else, but it took me four years to get into her pants.
Though we were friends, Nancy never let it get further than that. We stayed "just friends," and I had to suffer through her descriptions of one jerk boyfriend after another. She seemed to go for a certain tough-guy type that just wasn't me.
By my senior year I had pretty much given up the chase. I'd even almost stopped fantasizing about fucking her. Almost.
I was an art major, and my senior project was a large metal sculpture. I hadn't mentioned it to Nancy, but she'd heard about it from a mutual friend and asked to see it. So I invited her over.
I was sitting outside my front door when she arrived. I explained that to fully appreciate my sculpture, she would have to be blindfolded first. That way, I could present it with the proper amount of dramatic flair. She giggled and said, "Okay."
I blindfolded her with a handkerchief, making sure that she couldn't see a thing. As I led her into my apartment, she said, "It's a good thing I trust you." I responded by asking, "Are you sure you can?" She seemed just a little nervous by my answer and said, "I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't." We stopped in the middle of the living room and I kissed her. She was definitely surprised, but not displeased. I kissed her again, for a little longer this time. When she opened her mouth me, and I sank my tongue into it, and our tongues finally stopped talking and met properly.
When we came up for air, she asked, "Why did you kiss me?" "I should've done it four years ago," I said. She said she wanted to take the blindfold off, but I told her to wait, and led her to my bedroom, then my bed, and lay beside her. After several minutes of passionate necking, I realized that she was no longer asking me if she could take her blindfold off, but instead she seemed very turned on.
I took both her wrists in one hand and held her arms over her head. She gasped with excitement.
With my free hand I shook a pillow free of its case. I straddled her breasts and used the pillowcase to tie her wrists to the bed frame. She was shaking as I unbuttoned her blouse, but she never asked me to stop.
When I ran my hands over her breasts, she arched her back so I could unhook her bra. I unzipped her jeans and started to pull them down over her now soaking-wet panties. She tried kicking her legs to help me, but that only made it more difficult. I stood up, grabbed each pant leg at the bottom and pulled them off.
She was sweating and almost naked -- her panties had a dark spot where the wetness of her excitement showed through. The stained glass window I'd installed in my bedroom let in red streams of light that fell on her nearly nude body, giving her a magical glow.
I knelt over the bed, with my mouth pressed against her panties, and blew worm air onto her cunt lips.
She moaned and wiggled beneath me, saying, "Fuck me."
I laughed and pulled off her panties.
I ate her pussy like a starving man, occasionally tickling her clit with my tongue.
A few minutes later she pleaded, "Please fuck me now. I want to feel your dick inside me." "You've made me wait for four years," I said with a nasty chuckle. "Four years of frustration. Well, what goes around comes around." With that, I left the room and got myself a beer. When I came back a few minutes later, Nancy was writhing on the bed, trying to loosen the tight knot around her wrists.
"Are you ready to be fucked now?" I asked. "I told you before, I'm dying to fuck you," Nancy said. Her voice sounded angry, but there was no mistaking the excitement in her hard nipples, or in the way the juice was dripping from her tight little cunt.
I realized in that instant that my approach to Nancy had been wrong all along. I was always a nice guy, sensitive to her needs and unwilling to do anything she might not like. But here I had her tied to my bed, blindfolded, and all she could think about was my cock.
"Beg me," I said. "Please give it to me," Nancy said breathlessly. "It doesn't sound to me like you really want my dick. I'm going to get another beer." "No, wait!" Nancy cried. "I want to taste your cock. I want to bathe it with my tongue. I want you to fuck my mouth and let me swallow your come." "That's more like it," I said. It was time to let Nancy know what she'd been missing all these years. I pulled down my pants and straddled her chest. Then I positioned my dick at her mouth and rubbed the head against her lips.
She opened them wide for me, and I pushed in my cock and fucked her mouth vigorously.
"Suck it!" I said. She feasted on my organ, her tongue moving all over my shaft like a paintbrush. I was so worked up that I came in less than a minute, filling her mouth with the thickest, most enormous load of spunk I'd ever shot. "Swallow it," I ordered. "Every drop."
Nancy did as she was told, gulping my sperm until my cock was dry as a bone and totally soft. "Ready to get fucked?" I asked. "I want it so bad!" Nancy sighed. "I want your hard cock between my legs. I want you to make me come with your long prick." "Beg for it," I ordered. "Please fuck me! Please!" Nancy chimed. She lifted her legs and bent her knees, offering up her steaming cunt. I was almost ready to give her what she wanted -- but first I got my camera and took a few pictures of Nancy. I instructed her to keep her legs up high so I could get good pictures of her juice-dripping cunt lips.
After I'd shot an entire roll of film, my cock was ready to burst. So I plunged it into her soaking pussy and she wailed with delight. Nancy's fist-tight hole milked my cock like no other pussy ever had. I pounded one last time deep into her and we both came.
Afterward, I untied her and took off her blindfold, then lay beside her and stroked her sweat-soaked breasts.
"Was there really film in that camera?" she asked, somewhat anxiously.
When I answered that indeed there was, she asked if she could see the pictures when they were developed.
"We have three years of sex to catch up on," I explained. "You've made me wait all these years, and now we have to make up for lost time. When I think you deserve it, I'll show you those pictures."
The next day I took the film to be developed at one of those one-hour labs. While the film was being processed, I went to Nancy's apartment and tied her up again, giving her another great fuck -- this time up the ass. As soon as I blasted her rear full of come, I headed off to the lab -- leaving her tied, face down, to her bed--and picked up the film.
I've since showed her the pictures, and they got her so horny she is now more willing than ever to do exactly what I want. All I can say is that it was worth the wait.
If you like this story, Email me at OtakuFox@aol.com, and I will try to type more in the future. This is my first story.