Long time friends finally hook up.
He breathed hard and made funny noises. I tried to let go but he said, 'Don't stop yet.' So I continued. He pulled his handkerchief out, wiped it off and told me that it had felt really good.
"I didn't get the same feeling but did feel the rush of having done something I wasn't supposed to do. I thought maybe I would get my good feeling next time and was looking forward to it. He brought me over again a few more times. He wanted to fuck me but I told him I would not allow him to do it. About the third time, he put his hands under my dress and rubbed my pussy. That felt good but then when he spurted, he lost interest and I still had only the good feeling of having done something I wasn't supposed to do. I wanted to spurt like he did but there didn't seem to be a way. I didn't have a penis to rub. I complained to him and he said that if we could fuck, I would get the same feeling he had gotten. I refused and he accepted that."
I interrupted. "I may have saved you a lot of trouble and embarrassment, taking the picture when I did. He was aiming for your pussy with his dick and would have penetrated you within seconds. Only one time could have gotten you pregnant and then your parents would have known for sure."
"He promised not to do that."
"Why were you bent over the table like that? That is a position that is really only good for doggy style fucking."
"We had never done that before. He said he could play with my pussy better from that position and maybe I could get the squirting feeling. Before, I had laid on my back on your lounge and let him play with me that way. I never spurted and he did and I was wanting to have what he had."
"You don't know much about sex, do you?", I asked.
"No", she said, "my mother won't talk about it."
"Okay," I said, "if you want me to keep quiet about what you've been up to, your going to have to do two things. They won't be too difficult but you may not like it at first. However, since I am a witness, have both the knowledge of what was going on, as well as a great picture, you had better decide you are going to go along with me. My camera has a pre-flash that caused both of you to look towards me so not only do I have a nice picture of your ass, including your pussy, and your friends dick, I have a pretty good shot of your faces. There is no doubt who the stars of the picture are."
"What do you want me to do and when?", she asked.
"Well, we can start right now and you will see what you have to do. Stand up."
She stood up. I guess since I hadn't really scolded her or come down hard on her, she had relaxed a little bit. That wouldn't last long.
"Strip," I commanded.
Her eyes opened very, very wide and she was suddenly very alert.
"Strip. Get entirely naked, blouse, skirt, bra, panties, and sandals - all in a little pile on the arm of the love seat. Now!"
She stepped back against the love seat with no where to go. "I can't do that. You can't make me."
"It's your choice. I can make your life unbearable at home within ten minutes of the time your folks get home. Besides, you're going to get used to being naked in front of me in no time. This is going to be a common thing for you if you want to avoid trouble at home. Now strip or go home and wait for the other shoe to drop."
Reluctantly, she removed her shirt, skirt and sandals. I motioned for her to finish it and she did. Her bra and panties came off. She covered herself the best she could with her arms and hands.
When she was naked, I said, "Okay, follow me." I got up and walked down the hall to my office. She followed.
In my office I walked to the shredder and turned around.