Norma Egan - Virgin in heat

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"What do you think, Mr. Hollis?" she asked.

His smiled faded. "Your act definitely needs some polishing," he said. "Let me give you some tips…"

He got down to business and gave her more than an hour's instruction, a lot of advice which definitely improved her performance. Wendy was extremely grateful. As MC of the contest, he was a very busy man, and she knew that he also had a wife and four children waiting for him at home.

Finally Hollis took a deep breath and said, "With your looks and with those improvements in your act, you'll probably win, Wendy. But I can't guarantee it. There's some awfully stiff competition. There's only one way you can be absolutely sure of winning the Miss Oakdale pageant."

"What's that. Mr. Hollis?" Wendy said anxiously.

Hollis got up and walked over to where Wendy stood, still resting from her dance routine. He put his hands on her bare shoulders and looked her right in the eye. His hands felt hot and sweaty on her naked flesh, and she wanted to cringe away from him. But that would hurt his feelings. Wendy stood still.

"Wendy," he said, a husky note in his voice, "if you were very very nice to me, I could guarantee you'd win the contest."

"I-I don't understand," Wendy said.

"Let me put it this way," Hollis said, his hands tightening on her silky-smooth shoulders. "I have every one of those judges in my pocket. They all owe me favors. I can name the winner even before the contest starts. And I'll name you, Wendy, if you do just one little thing for me."

Wendy was very excited. She didn't even care that Hollis' suggestion meant cheating. All she saw was a sure-fire way to win the contest. There were several other girls whose talent outshone hers and who were pretty enough to win. She didn't want to take that chance.

"What do you want me to do, Mr. Hollis?" she said eagerly.

He looked her in the eye and said, "Go to bed with me."

Wendy staggered back away from him, her face flaming with shock and shame. At last she understood why he'd given her special attention. He only wanted to get into her pants. The idea sickened her. And yet he'd promised that she'd win the Miss Oakdale title if she'd ball him.

"Think about it, Wendy," he said, hungrily eyeing her superb young body. "If you make love to me, here and now, you'll be Miss Oakdale tomorrow. But if you don't, I can't promise any special favors. One of the other girls could win."

Wendy swallowed hard. What was it to be, her virginity or the title? Her morals or her ambition? She didn't want to lose her innocence to this pudgy middle-aged arrogant man, but the beauty pageant meant everything to her, her ticket to fame and fortune.

"Come on, honey, it's not such a big deal," Hollis said with a grin. "Just one little fuck in exchange for a whole beauty contest. Seems like a bargain to me."

Wendy considered. The only man she'd ever wanted to give her cherry to was Dick, and he'd broken off their engagement and vowed never to see her again. All she had left now was her ambition to be Miss North America. And she realized that she'd do anything to get that title – anything.

"All right, Mr. Hollis," she said weakly.

He grinned and walked over to hug her. "That's the girl," he chuckled. "Now you're getting smart. And please start calling me Harvey, too, okay?"

"Yes, Harvey," Wendy said, resisting the urge to pull out of his hot sweaty embrace.

"Well, let's get on with it, then," he said eagerly. "Where's the bedroom?"

Trembling with nervousness, Wendy led him into her tiny bedroom. Hollis' eyed the single bed with a frown. "Honey," he said, "when you win a few more contests and make some bread, you can get yourself a fancier place. You won't have to live in this dump."

Wendy colored. "I'm only a waitress," she said. "We don't make a lot of money."

Hollis was unknotting his tie. "Well, you remember what you learned here tonight," he said. "You're a beautiful girl, and you can use your looks to get anything you want. You don't have to be a waitress, Wendy. You can go a lot farther than that."

His words were her only consolation as she watched him undress. She felt shame and disgust about going to bed with him, but he had at least told her something very valuable, that her outstanding looks could get a long way in life. Like now, for instance. She could buy the Miss Oakdale contest just by lending her body for one night.

Hollis removed his tie, jacket, and shirt. "Come on, baby," he said impatiently, "take off your clothes. We have to make this quick. My wife will be wondering where I am."

Wendy reddened and kicked off her high-heeled shoes. With the greatest reluctance she reached around to unhook the skimpy black sequined bra of her costume. She didn't want to appear naked before this man. But if it meant another step toward the goal of her dreams, she'd do it.

Hollis pulled off his T-shirt, revealing his wormy-white and slightly pudgy chest. There was a small patch of blond curls just over his breastbone. He stooped to take off his shoes and socks. Then he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. As he lowered his pants, Wendy blushed, and looked away.

She knew he was getting impatient, so she gathered her nerve and quickly removed her bra. Her face flamed as her melon-sized tits wobbled out into their natural firm thrust. She heard Hollis' sharp intake of breath as he eyed her fantastic young boobs.

"Christ, honey, you are stacked," he said. "Great knockers."

Wendy just blushed harder, not knowing what to say to a remark like that. She heard Hollis wheezing a little as he stooped to get out of his pants and shorts. She didn't want to make him impatient, so she whisked off her panties and stood there totally naked.

"Oh, Jesus," Hollis sighed. "You are the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen."

At last Wendy forced herself to turn and look at him. He was naked, too, just standing there and gawking at her superb young body, his little grey eyes darting back and forth between her large ripe tits and the pretty little triangle of her muff.

Nothing about his body was attractive. Pale, a little flabby, and almost hairless, it didn't turn Wendy on in the least. But her curiosity led her to stare at his prick. It was slightly smaller than Dick's cock, perhaps six inches of rather thin pale meat, but it hugged his belly in a fierce erection.

Hollis' dick sprang from a sparse blond bush, the stalk milk-white and laced with faint little blue veins, the head swollen and purple and drooling bright little droplets of cock-juice. His rather small nut sacs were rosy-red and hairless, swollen up tight and round. Somehow Wendy didn't find his prick and balls nearly as handsome as Dick's.

But she'd made up her mind to fuck the guy, to win the contest, so she forced a little smile. Hollis responded with a big lusty grin and said, "Come on, let's go to bed."

Blushing and quivering, Wendy got onto the narrow bed and lay down on her back. Hollis was on her almost instantly, snorting with excitement, his hot pudgy body weighing her down. He pushed her silky thighs open and rammed the fat hard head of his cock against her tiny dry cunt mouth.

"Owwwww," Wendy cried.

Hollis snorted and pushed again, this time popping the swollen head of his prick about an inch into her virgin cunt. The pain was awful, and Wendy couldn't help breaking into tears. Hollis drew back in surprise and gawked at her for a moment. Then he gently withdrew his big hard cock-head from her tiny twat-mouth.

"Wendy," he said hoarsely, "why in hell didn't you tell me you were a virgin?"

"Does it matter?" Wendy sobbed.

"Christ, yes," Hollis said. He glanced at the bedside clock and went on, "Well, to hell with my wife. Let her stew. It's been years since I popped a cherry, and I want to do it right. We've gotta get you good and ready first, baby."

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