Courtney Learns to Crawl

By JJ Argus

In Part Seven, blonde college girl Courtney is having a breathtaking time at her first summer job in a big office. Ms. Ford, the imposing six-foot-tall Zulu goddess she runs into as her first assignment has the five-foot blonde shipped to her house in a packing crate. And there she introduces her to a number of her friends. It's all far beyond edgy for the shocked suburban girl, but she's addicted to the dark and wicked heat and passion Ms. Ford's power games bring her. Now she gets a chance to revel in her own animal passions and indulge her exhibitionist side. She flaunts her beauty before them all as Ms. Ford demonstrates the blonde beauty's submissiveness to her friends.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JJ Argus
• Release date: Apr 11, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224483181

JJ Argus

Argus has been published in New York by Beeline and Beaver books, and sold short stories to Penthouse, Oui, Nugget, and numerous others. Later, Argus began writing for British publishing houses, which required a decidedly higher level of quality and a lower level of obscenities. Argus has been published repeatedly by Olympia, Silver Moon, Chimera, and Virgin - Nexus, and has written and sold over 250 novels, most of which are now available in electronic format.

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Courtney Learns to Crawl

By JJ Argus

Copyright 2024

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This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18

It was shocking how much I had changed since I’d first met Letitia Ford. I didn’t understand it myself. I still don’t, really. I thought of myself as a boring, middle-class girl who was pretty well vanilla in such sexual interests as I had.

Frankly, my experiences with men to date had not exactly given me a lot of appetite for unrestrained sexual experimenting. I had found them largely pleasant enough, but not very physically rewarding, if you get my drift.

I liked guys. I was straight, or ‘cis-gendered’. There was no question about that. The sight of a big, hunky guy made something inside me tremble. And the thought of something big inside me was deliciously exciting, as well. Although, frankly, the guys I’d had weren’t very big. I mean, you don’t get to know until you’ve unwrapped the package, you know.

And I was and am a very attractive blonde with a shapely body that all the guys lusted after. That was a very nice ego boost, to be sure. I liked everyone saying I was hot. I liked being looked at as I walked down the high school and then college halls or down the streets. Well, as long as people were polite.

As a natural blonde, I worked very hard to not fall into the ‘dumb blonde’ or worse, the ‘slutty blonde’ cliché, and so was always aware of my reputation. And that perhaps was part of why I was letting Ms. Ford do such outrageous things to me and expose my body to others.

See, you have no idea what it’s like to be a really hot girl, but not really be able to show off your body. I looked at myself admiringly in the mirror every night at home, posing my sexy body. But I dressed fairly modestly when out on the street because I didn’t want a bad reputation.

Not to mention since I’d left high school the rules about how guys could react