The Bridge: Jenna Learns What it Means to Be Danny's Girl
The slender auburn haired girl made her way slowly down the dirt pathway which led from the rural highway down to the river beneath. She had parked her car just off the road and noticed three other cars--her boyfriend's late model Mustang and two older model pickup trucks--parked in the small dirt lot. The bridge she was walking towards was a meeting place for local kids. Located just outside of the small town where she lived, it had been a meeting place for as long as anyone could remember. Kids and young adults treasured the feeling of independence it gave them. Under the bridge was a place where there were never any adults. Graffiti covered the concrete underside of the bridge, and the shade provided a cool respite from the hot summers where kids could drink beer, smoke cigarettes, and do all those things they were not supposed to do when they were under the watchful eyes of adults. Here there were no adults. In short, it was a place where they could do anything they wanted.
Setting the Stage: Jenna Falls under Danny's Spell
Jenna was 19 and had graduated from high school the year before. She had always been a bit of a loner, and was never very popular with the other kids. Until she met Danny. Danny was 21, and had graduated two years before her. He had been the high school's star quarterback. At 6 feet 2, and with a chiseled, muscular body, he had been adored by the girls. His wavy blonde hair and dazzling smile would light up any party he attended. Since she had been a sophomore when he was a senior, she had never had the opportunity to meet him or interact with him. As far as she knew, she didn't even exist to him. By sheer luck, Jenna met him at a party about a month ago. They struck up a conversation and before she knew what was happening, his tongue was in her mouth and he was giving her the kind of kiss she had only fantasized about.
She fell for him instantly. She was flattered by the attention he gave her. As the days went by, their trysts became more frequent. At first he had her jerk him off on their dates. First in his car, then at the movies where they sat in the back row. One night in his car after they exited the movie theater on their fourth date he said "This time Jenna, I want you to use your mouth."
Jenna was so smitten by Danny she didn't hesitate as he unzipped his pants and pulled his hardening cock out of his pants. She had never done this before, but was panting with lust as she took his cock in her mouth for the first time. Instinctively she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft while he grabbed a fistful of her pretty hair. As he approached his climax he said, "Jenna, now I want you to swallow what I give you to swallow, is that clear?"
Jenna mumbled out an affirmative "Un huh" with his thick cock filling her mouth. Danny exploded, the jets of his pungent semen shooting into the back of her throat and coating her tongue. She panicked for a moment, not knowing if she would be able to gulp it all down. Danny held her head in place while she reluctantly swallowed his thick, musky jizz. She made an audible 'gulp' sound as she downed his seed. Danny told her to lick his cock and balls clean, which she promptly did. The taste was not unpleasant to her, but she had been taken aback by the quantity and thickness of his seed. In time she grew to love the taste of his semen and even looked forward to the next time he would use her mouth.
From that moment on, he had her suck his cock and swallow his jizz every day, sometimes more than once on the same day. They would do it in public places--restrooms, changing rooms in department stores, in his parked car. Jenna was falling under Danny's spell and felt she was the luckiest girl in the world to have a man like him. She acquiesced to each of his new demands, however demeaning. Sometimes he would have her lick and suck his balls for a long time before feeding her his cock. Sometimes he would watch porn late at night in his parents' living room while she dutifully sucked his cock while naked on her knees on the floor, her head bobbing up and down between his legs as he slowly built towards one of his huge climaxes. One night he even had her lick his asshole, something she didn't even know was a thing people did. He clearly enjoyed it, however, and she wanted nothing more than to please him.
Danny was grooming Jenna, although she didn't know it. He had always seen girls as playthings, something to be used. A set of holes to dump your load into. Like a lot of the other girls before, he knew Jenna was falling for him, and he played along, knowing he would be able to ask increasingly nasty things of her and she would be his willing whore, thrilled to please him.
As she grew increasingly dependent on him emotionally, Danny relished playing the role of her 'teacher,' showing her exactly how to please a man. Over their several weeks together, he became more demanding in his sexual needs, looking to see just how far she was willing to go. So far, she had shown no limits to what she was willing to do to please him.
One night after he had put Jenna on her knees and she had sucked his cock and swallowed his big load, he thought he would push her limits a bit more.
Danny's cum was still coating Jenna's mouth when he looked down at her and said, "Jenna, I know you said you'd do anything for me. Is that true?
Jenna looked up at him and smiled, a glob of his jizz oozing down her chin. "Yes of course Danny! I just want to make you happy!"
"I'm glad to hear that. You know how much you turn me on. Well, I want you to meet some of my buddies so they can see how hot you are," Danny was grinning.
"Um, just meet them?" Jenna asked.
"Well, to meet them and maybe a bit more. I've introduced my former girlfriends to my buddies this way plenty of times," he lied.
"Just trust me. You know the old bridge outside of town where everyone used to meet in high school?" he asked.
"Yes, I know the place. Do you want me to come out there?"
"Yes. Why don't we plan on meeting down under the bridge at dusk on Saturday? Wear that black leather miniskirt and those black high heeled boots you look so good in. Oh, and no panties or bra, okay?" Danny was grinning.
Seeing her trepidation, Danny said, "Look, you don't have to do this if you really don't want to. All my previous girlfriends have done this for me and it would make me really happy if you would do this for me this one time. I need a girlfriend who is willing to do as I say and demonstrate her commitment to me in front of my friends. Is that too much to ask?"
Jenna sighed. "Okay Danny, I'll do it this one time. I'll be there," she said, her heart racing. What was he going to ask her to do? She couldn't risk his losing interest in her, or god forbid, dumping her. If he wanted to introduce her to his friends, fine. Even if he wanted her to dress like a whore. Anything to keep him in her life.
Saturday night, Danny thought to himself, would be her first real test of obedience to her man. He was sure she wouldn't disappoint him.
Saturday Night: Jenna Meets Danny's Buddies under the Bridge
After parking her car off the side of the highway, Jenna worked her way down the pathway, the heels on her boots making it awkward as she navigated along the dusty, rocky path. She got down to the river and turned towards the bridge, walking towards the darkly shaded underside where she had spent so much time as a kid. As she arrived, she saw Danny waiting for her with a big smile on his face. He told her coolly, "Glad you could make it Jenna. Why don't you follow me so I can introduce you to my buddies?"
In addition to the outfit that Danny had asked her to wear, Jenna had applied bright red lipstick to her lips. Her eye shadow was a sharp blue color, and she had used eyeliner and mascara to deepen her eyelashes. She also wore her favorite pair of large gold hoop earrings. She looked stunning. The way a hooker can look stunning to a horny man.
Danny took her right arm and led her under the bridge. The lazy river was slowly flowing over the rocks as the pair approached the spot where Danny's four friends were waiting by the shore under the bridge. Two of the young men were football buddies of Danny's and the other two were boys he had known practically his whole life. They had all graduated together and were in their early 20s. The expressions on their faces told Jenna everything she needed to know. They had a lustful, hungry look as they all gawked at her legs, tits, and ass. She had never felt so on display before a group of strangers.
"What did I tell you guys, is this cunt hot or what?" Danny was still holding her by the arm and grinning as he displayed Jenna to his gang like she was a common whore. He had never referred to her as a cunt before, although he liked to call her demeaning things like 'slut' and 'whore' and 'cocksucker' while his cock was in her mouth.
