Taking it out on Virginia

Taking it out on Virginia

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A story about a girlfriend I had many years ago. I thought she was unfaithful, so I took her on a journey of sexual humiliation.

Summary

A story about a girlfriend I had many years ago. I thought she was unfaithful, so I took her on a journey of sexual humiliation.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The early days

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When I met Virginia I was living abroad in the Far East. I was 26 years old, well off and drinking far too much. I would spend all day in thebar and by the time I got home I was much the worse for wear. You could always find a girl to go home with but in the morning, when you were unwell, they would either be gone or asking for money. Both of these scenarios were unattractive. I decided I needed a full time girl to be in the room waiting for me. Someone who wouldn't feel the need to pester me, follow me around or criticise my outrageous behaviour. It would have to be someone who was probably a bit fed up with the hardships of poverty and would be happy in a new role of plaything stroke nurse.
I decided to advertise for a teacher. Someone who would tutor me privately, one on one. I claimed I wanted to learn the local dialect. To me this seemed like a plausible request coming from a foreigner, comparatively new to the country. I placed the ad in the local paper. Back in the 80s things were a bit different. I went back to the newspaper the following week to pick up my application mail. There were about 30 applicants. I had requested that the applicant should be female and enclose a photo. They were all female but a few hadn't enclosed a photo, so I eliminated them directly. I figured I had enough to chose from. I wasn't after a pretty girl necessarily although that would be nice.However, a slim figure was a must. I managed to come up with a shortlist of about 3 or 4 and arranged to meet them on very neutral territory. Usually in a fastfood place during the day. Virginia was my second interview and she fitted the bill. She was attractive , mature and enthusiastic about the job. We agreed to meet again for a lesson.
The timing of the lesson had to fit in with my schedule. My hangover had to be under control but I couldn't be obviously drunk or in the process of trying to get that way. I aimed for a 2pm meeting and made it a half hour lesson. Virginia had prepared a lesson and was extremely nervous. I made it all easy for her and paid her for her efforts. She seemed happy and we scheduled another lesson in a few days time. After a few tedious lessons I suggested that we had the lesson at my place. I explained that I rented a room above a tailors and that there was a common living area where nobody went and we wouldn't be disturbed. She agreed and the following morning she showed up early and found her way to my room. I was ready for her and we had another lesson. By now she was fairly well at ease with me but it was fairly clear that she thought I was a fairly despicable human being. It wasn't my intention to make any kind of move on this girl as I saw this as a longterm project and I could be patient. However, events took a turn and on her next visit I was still in bed when she arrived. She knocked on my door and I answered. I told her to sit outside and that I would be out soon. I left the door open and lay back on my bed. I wasn't feeling well and wanted to lie down for a few minutes. Virginia, for some reason only known to herself, came into the room and lay on the bed. She started kissing me and we ended up having sex. I expect you readers are wondering why an erotic book is not going into more details about what took place. The truth is I can't remember. I suppose it must have been ok as within a few days she was firmly esconced in my room assuming her new role as girlfriend. Thankfully there were no more lessons and she quickly realised that I didn't need her company when I went out drinking. Drunks do a fair amount of talking , so she must have learnt more about me than from any other boy she had been in a relation with.
She figured that I was either going to be drunk or sick. I wanted to have some form of sexual realease most days but didn't really feel up to having sex. Most mornings she would lie across me, so I could only see her back and start to play with me. I could feel her breasts and slide my hand up between her thighs and caress her pussy. It was nice. I suppose it was nice for me but she would get so wet and sigh a lot and I guess she was a little unfulfilled at this point.Sometimes I would come home a little earlier and we would have what I would call proper sex. Drunks are usually very good lovers because they have few inhibitions but they don't perform well whilst drinking, only after they stop for a while and detox. I was drinking far too much and I tried to have breaks in these activities. Detoxing. Horrible business but when you start to recover you have the sexual energy and desire of something that is definitely not of this world.This is why you see women hanging in there with pathetically drunken slobs and you are wondering why she is still with him. When I was in this recovery mode I would want Virginia naked and I would just pleasure myself with her body. I had asked her to shave. most of the girls shaved their mounds but I don't think she did at first. Anyhow she readily complied and maintained herself smooth as smooth. I used to tell her that if I felt any hair I would tie her up and pull them out with tweezers. I used to make her get on top of me to have sex. She was very small and I am well over 6ft. She would relish the opportunity to have good rhythmic sex and she would pant heavily as she rode me, coming almost at once. I would play with her tits. They were so nice. Well pronounced nipples and no kids. She was always hard and always wet. In public I would feel her up and she was always soaking.
Virginia had figured out that I was well educated and she decided to start reading novels. She had plenty of time for this. She would ask me the meaning of words and I was always able to tell her. Although she was loving and attentive, she always knew deep down that I would not be around forever.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 15, 2017

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