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inside my body.  I was warm, wet, and tight.  I was so tight.  My entire body was tense, tense with anticipation, tense with need.  I needed release.  I drew my finger out, and with my other hand, brought the dildo into position.  It had warmed in my hand, but it was nowhere near the heat of Mr. Hendricks.  His cock had been a hot iron in my mouth.  But I persisted with the dildo, knowing it was all I had at the moment.
    I gave out a little whimper as I pushed.  The head slipped inside me, and I wished it was Mr. Hendricks.  I needed him.  I pushed that fat cock further and further into, until I was fully impaled by it.  Then I turned it on.
    The effect it had was immediate.  I arched my back and moaned loudly as vibrations coursed through my vagina, stimulating that sensitive flesh nearly to the point of no return.  I was so aroused, I knew I wouldn’t last long at this rate.  I began to buck my hips against the dildo as I slid the thing in and out of my body.  I wished for the millionth time that it was Mr. Hendricks pounding against me, taking me, taking my virginity, and whatever else he wanted from me.
    I shuddered violently, and pushed the dildo all the way in again, savoring the feeling of being filled.  Then I pulled it out, and touched the tip to my engorged, hypersensitive clit.
    Fireworks.  I saw stars as thrills ran up and down my body, slowly building to a crescendo.  I turned the vibrator up even higher as I arched my back further, lifting my ass off the bed.  I wanted to come.  I wanted to feel my cunt clench, and I wanted it to be tightening around Mr. Hendricks.  I pressed the dildo ever more firmly against my tortured clit, rubbing it now, as I dipped a finger inside myself once more.
    The need was building.  I was on the very brink.  I moaned, aching for release, and then my breaths came in short bursts as I fell over that edge.  My legs jerked violently and I pressed the dildo down as I rode out my orgasm.  Yes, yes, I needed this so bad.
    My pussy tightened and flexed around my finger at that powerful climax, and I pulled the dildo away from my over-stimulated clit, sighing and closing my eyes.  It felt like waves of relief and euphoria were washing over me.  For the first time in hours, I felt calm.  Relaxed.
    But I knew the need would build again.  By tomorrow, I would be in a frenzy.

Chapter 5
     
    I wasn’t exactly in a sexual frenzy by 7, as it turned out.  I was a nervous wreck.  After I had a night to sleep on things, I realized what I was getting myself into.
    Mr. Hendricks was an older man, with experience.  I had none to speak of.  Of course I knew a little about giving blowjobs, but I knew next to nothing about actual intercourse.  I knew I was going to make mistakes, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.  I wanted nothing more than to please this man.  There was something about him that made me ache desperately to please him, make him happy, make him climax.  How could I do this?
    I ended up shutting myself in my room all day, watching as much porn as I could.  Video after video on Redtube flew by my eyes.  I knew the basics, oh, I knew them well, but I was still afraid.  I was afraid of making a mistake, and losing him.  Flicker was practically the only thing that could keep me remotely calm.  I always felt better when my fingers were stroking his long black coat.  He'd been a stray, and one with a genetic deformity, or worse, he'd been hit by a car and his legs never healed right.  He walked funny and had trouble using the bathroom.  I knew if I had taken him to the pound he would have been euthanized on sight, so I begged my parents to keep him.  They finally grudgingly agreed, and he'd been my cat ever since.
    I hugged that cat close to me now as the seconds melted away, and I very nearly talked myself out of going.  But when the clock struck the quarter hour chime, at 6:45 , it was almost like someone else took control of me.  I