“You’re right, sweet as honey,” Meg confirmed when, having removed his clothes, Simon returned to join us on the bed.
Meg and I unwound from each other, making room for him to lie between us. Simon kissed and caressed in turns while our bodies took refuge in his masculinity. Leading Meg and me into our own private exchange of passion, he slid lower to bury his face in breasts. His hum of delight echoed as he fondled and suckled, his efforts earning him even more tender and responsive nipples.
“Meg,” Simon gently separated us, “why don’t you come sit on my face.”
Meg’s eyes sparkled. She moved quickly to straddle him, on her knees, backward.
“Show it to me first,” he requested. “Open it nice and wide.”
She shifted to find her balance then carefully leaned forward, her rear lifting inches. Both hands reached back, deepening the arch of her spine, and ever so luxuriantly spread her cheeks.
“Oophhh, what a sweet plump pussy,” Simon murmured after a moment of silent observation, and then sniffed deeply. “All right, baby, go ahead and set it down for me now.”
Meg lowered herself on his face, her drawn out moan at initial contact turning into a breathy sigh of accomplishment with the final seating.
I took Simon’s powerful cock in my hand and gave it a little kiss, inhaling his familiar unique scent before swallowing what I could of him, with all the tenderness my hunger would allow. His balls cradled in my palm, I sucked hard, in the very way that I know pleases him most.
Meg interrupted with a touch, desire in her countenance. She brought her head down, mouth open, anxious. Her moan rang of gratitude when I placed Simon’s swollen tip between her lips. She suckled it preciously, then took it deeper, shifting her hips from side-to-side, opening herself wider for him.
As I carry a constant, insatiable need to pleasure Simon, I could not pass up the opportunity when it arose. Positioning myself between his bent legs, I licked and pampered his sac of skin while Meg continued to ravish his cock. Together, we created a lovely chorus of moans.
When still it was not enough, and I ached to provide more, I forced Simon’s legs wider apart and reached lower, knowing just how much it pleasures him to have his anus tongued.
It took little time for Meg’s breathing to grow heavier with her approaching climax and I returned to their side, to aid and participate.
“He loves cunt juice; smear him good,” I whispered in her ear. She heeded my advice and, grunting, tackled the task with more gusto.
I gently squeezed one hand under the curve of her womanly tummy for support. The other, I sucked wet the middle finger then reached for her backside. My penetration into her tight passage was all the incentive she needed, and she toppled into sweet oblivion with a guttural roar. I pushed in all the way. Simon pressed her hips down from both sides; she crushed him hard.
“Yesss, baby, rub your pussy against that hot tongue,” I urged over Meg’s muffled screams, her feminine form convulsing in its pleasure while she valiantly rode the crest of insanity. “Feels so, so damned good.”
Meg slowed at last, but continued to feed on Simon. “Yea, he eats pussy real good, doesn’t he?” Stroking her hair, easing her return, I gauged her satisfaction by her hungry suckling and muted whimpers. How well I know that profound need that always plagues me afterwards. Yes, sweet Meg, suck his cock, feed your soul.
* * *
I waited for Meg to fight her way back through the haze and straighten, then I straddled Simon’s hips and slowly lowered myself onto his quivering shaft. Meeting Meg’s smoldering gaze, I drew her to me for a taste of those provocative lips. What they tasted of was Cognac and cock. I savored the combination, and then left her to recover while I nourished myself from her ripe nipples and rocked upon the rock-solid penis that stood buried within me.
My breast fetish for the moment appeased, I let Meg slide off Simon, and then I came down into his loving arms. Her scent was strong on him, and now I licked his lips for Meg’s own alluring taste. Our kiss was brief, but fiery.
Simon rolled me onto my side and re-entered me from behind. He knows my needs so well. A strong hand snaked over my hipbone and experienced fingers seized the slippery kernel of my clit for manipulation. The other arm lay in an arc, a supporting cradle, underneath my neck. Meg, for her part, took charge of my needy breasts. Coordinating her ministrations with Simon’s languid strokes, the two joined forces and teased me relentlessly.
As I grew more responsive, my back curved into a pliant arch that allowed Simon deeper penetration. For that, he rewarded me with a more solid thrusting.
My orgasm suddenly upon me, Simon pushed in to the hilt and wedged his thumb through my lips and into my mouth. I exploded with a growl–my nerves alive. Simon pinched my clit with his working hand, my outer labia affording him the firm grip, and rubbed his fingers against one another. Meg bit one nipple and squeezed the other none too gently, adding a pleasant pain to my pleasure, only to have the scream of jubilation stick in my throat, as I sucked on Simon’s thumb like a cock.
I relished the precious ecstasy for as long as I could freeze time. With the tension slowly ebbing, Simon and Meg, as good lovers do, held me tenderly, lulling me back to sensibility at the dictate of my own sweet time.
* * *
I returned from the bathroom and found Meg on her back and Simon on top. Her legs were wrapped high around his waist, in the age-old fashion that a woman opens herself to a man. He was thrusting into her, his balls slamming against her bottom. I climbed between his legs to watch them do so.
My affectionate caress of Simon’s manly buttocks slowed him, curbing his thrusts into sensual grinds. I took his drawn out moan as a request. My mouth replaced my hands for a wet massage of his cheeks, stopping briefly to tantalize the small sphere of nerve endings before continuing lower to his scrotum, where I could taste and smell both Meg and me.
“You’ve got a great ass, Meg.” I heard Simon say. “Do I get to fuck it?”
Her whimper of consent came without hesitation, and I reached for the jar I had brought back with me. As my greasy finger circled and taunted Meg’s anal entrance, I continued to lave Simon’s testicles with my tongue. He and Meg kissed while I took time to lubricate her, to prepare her for pleasure.
Ready, Meg turned over, laid her head down, and raised her rear high.
“That’s nice, baby, that’s just how I like to take it.”
Simon took his place behind her on his knees and I took mine beside him. Unhurried, fanned fingers squeezed and molded Meg’s lush flesh, as much a posturing of their dominant and submissive roles as foreplay.
Meg purred, waiting docilely, straining to deepen her spinal arch.
Eyes glazed, Simon groaned with manly ego and spread her ass cheeks more taut for a better display of the oiled sphincter that was now at his discretion.
“Mmm, looks nice, babe.” He tore his gaze away to thank me for the preparation, a thorough kiss that left me sizzling.
Meg’s moans rose when Simon’s hips pressed forward and the weight of his cock-head lay teasingly against the puckered entrance. Her moans rose higher when, taking hold of his thick shaft, he began to rotate it around the small circle, lubricating that same head in a blend of pre-cum and grease to ease the penetration of her tight canal.
“You ready to give it to me, Meg?” Simon tapped gently then butted his swollen tip against her little ring.
“Yesss,” came her soft, anxious reply.
I watched, riveted, as the darker resistant skin first indented slightly, then slowly began to give way against steady pressure.
“That’s right, baby, open up your ass so I can fuck it.”
Meg gasped, and I let out the breath I did not know I had been holding when elasticity prevailed and the bulbous head suddenly penetrated in partial then came to a halt.
With Meg’s rubbery anus stretched forcefully to accommodate his thickness, and purple veins straining against the pink flesh of his shaft, Simon allowed her a brief respite. Then he resumed the invasion, taking an inch, returning two, conquering slowly, prolonging the exquisite sensations, sensations that I am gifted with often.
Meg moaned and whimpered, urging him to take her, to be swift in delivering them both to the height of ecstasy. Simon listened in silence to her exasperation–to what I know is symphony to his soul. And when her neediness grew into the very advantage he sought, on the next outward slide, he withdrew completely.
Meg lamented, her rectal muscles contracting reflexively, pleading for his return. Simon watched; triumph and pleasure etched on his face. Then he started the sweet torment anew, inserting ruthlessly slow. Giving little; taking a lot. By the time he sunk to the hilt, I was trembling, desperate for a release of my own.
Simon’s hands fell away from Meg’s hips, and he grew still. Meg cried in protest, gliding back and forth on his slick cock in her urgency, her coaxing strokes exposing the full length of the rigid shaft in one direction, then swallowing it back into the snugly-fit glove down to its base. When her efforts failed to raise a satisfying response, her strokes became more demanding, and grew into feverish pumping.
Meg’s need successfully nurtured into a serving tool, Simon’s attention turned to me. “Come here, babe.”
I shuffled forward on my knees obediently, positioning my crotch above the open palm Simon held out at hip level. Knowledgeable fingers began to move, to stimulate. I might have collapsed from sheer exuberance, had my body not been already wracking itself into oblivion.
“Look at me!” Simon’s commanding eyes bore into mine while he shoved a finger in as substitute, and continued to massage my bursting clit with his thumb.
Through the storm of rapture, I whimpered, “Simon,” his wielding power once again granting me solace in the sweet submission that belongs to me by nature. “Ohhh, Simon…” …My husband, my love, the man who keeps my blood boiling and my heart thundering with life.
Having brought me to a swift completion, Simon held and cooed me through recovery, his patience great, his tenderness heartfelt.
Breath finally caught, libido appeased, I moved to kneel behind him, then reached for the lubricant.
For Simon, I used two fingers, inserting deep. A groan expressed his pleasure and he reclaimed Meg’s hips, forcing her frantic pumping under control, hushing her pathetic mewling.
“All right, baby, you get your turn too.” His hand slipped over the curve of her lush hip, disappearing under her abdomen, his own hips on the move to meet the mating call. I wrapped my free arm around his waist and held on tight.
Thrills vibrated in Meg’s wail at the onset of orgasm, her body tensing first then shattering into convulsions. Simon’s gentle thrusts grew more arduous, driving Meg harder and harder into the pinnacle of pleasure, then slowing with her downward spiral, only to pick up pace again and require more of her. She reached a second orgasm, bucking even more violently on his cock, her cries of ecstasy drowning his growls of satisfaction.
Following the peak came the desperation, the need for that all-consuming powerful thrusting, essential to completing a woman’s satisfaction, an act catering to her primal need for domination, for possession.
A man well versed in women’s needs, Simon obliged, pumping hard and fast, dousing the intensity. I pinched his nipple for their mutual gratification and braced myself. With Meg primed to his taste, smoldering and whimpering like a puppy, Simon pounded her ass for the final conquest.
“Take her, my love,” I whispered, prideful of my man. “Fuck her.”
And he did.
* * *
I woke to a knock at the door. “Who’s that?” I demanded, disoriented. My eyes focused on the small clock on the nightstand and I saw it was past two.
“Thought you two might enjoy a late night snack,” Simon offered, rising from the bed.
Meg and I shared a sleepy look, shrugging our shoulders, then sobered quickly at “Come on in” and in a panic, scurried for the covers.
In stepped our favorite bartender, a familiar bottle in his hand and a cheeky smile that told all. “Cognac, ladies?”
The glance Meg and I exchanged this time was of delight and a fully alert one. Suddenly two pairs of arms shot out in wide welcome. “Yes, please,” we called in unison.
In The House At The End Of The Street
To be honest, I have never thought of myself as the quintessential “Scarlet woman.”
God forbid! Brought up, the eldest of four children within a typically strict Catholic family, I had little inclination, let alone opportunity, to stray from the fold as it were.
Maybe it had something to do with my having married so young–at just eighteen, to a boy I met in my first year at the University of Toronto. Conrad had swept me off my feet–changed my entire perspective on life in fact. At the point he proposed to me that night at the theater, echoing those ultimately simple five words that every girl at some stage longs to hear, “Julia, would you marry me?” I had no need to answer with words. It was simply a case of sooner rather than later!
Trent came along within a year and difficult as it was, I managed to balance motherhood and my studies with remarkable success.
It doesn’t even seem that long ago! I am just thirty-seven now while Trent celebrated his eighteenth year a few months back. He is a strapping boy, intelligent and wise beyond his years, with very much his father’s good looks and presence. It frightens me.
I can’t be sure when exactly I started having the fantasies but once instigated, they were on-site for the duration. Nothing in our marital lives has been anything but blissful contentment and shared romantic indulgence. I love Conrad as much as ever I did and I have no reason to think his attentions and gentle courtesies are anything but evidence of a loving and happy husband.
Looming however–the clouds of dysfunctional sexual desire have been building up in the east now for some months!
If I had to nominate some particular event that catalyzed this fully unaccountable emotional upheaval, then inarguably it was that weekend not so long ago.
Conrad had been down at the club with Jeremy, his best friend since childhood and I had taken the opportunity to have a relaxing hot bath, it being mid-winter still.
Not expecting Trent back for some hours from the movies, to which he had taken his girlfriend, I suppose I had been something less than vigilant in my privacy by forgetting to lock the bathroom door.
As girls do occasionally (and lets not assume boys to be completely innocent in this regard either) I had allowed my hand license to travel to certain intimate areas that appreciate the dexterous nature of rhythmic caresses, shall we say? As far as I can recall, I had no set images in my mind right at that moment, simply allowing the pervading warmth of the bath and the physical contact to work their joint magic. It was certainly “working;” I seem to recall the odd sound of pleasured rapture issuing from my lips.
I don’t know what made me turn around, maybe subconsciously I just ’ knew!
Trent was standing there. As shocked as I, he was just staring, as much in disbelief I imagine as dishonorable guilt.
“Good heavens, Trent,” I muttered, sliding surreptitiously lower into the bubbles so that my breasts were covered, “Have you never heard of knocking?”
“I’m so sorry, mom,” he answered. “I just heard strange noises in here,” (at this point he began blushing dramatically) “and, er…well, I guess I just came in.”
“Were you here…” I paused for a moment, “long?”
“Oh, no,” he quite obviously lied, “I just walked in, mom!”
Fully a Mexican stand-off, Trent retreated to the hallway then, closing the door behind him. Sitting up once more, I just lay there breathing heavily and wondering why it was I felt so flushed and aroused. I noticed right at that moment how erect my nipples had become. Instinctively I rubbed the swollen teat between my thumb and forefinger…
Trent and I shared a remarkably quiet dinner that night, exchanging little more than polite conversation and forced pleasantries. I seem to recall a minimum of direct eye contact.
In the coming days I found my mind replaying this close-encounter and each time I could not deny a pleasured reaction. Just the thought of so young a boy seeing his mother masturbate–as so surely he had–was turning me on unbearably. Perhaps because I am very slight–barely five three and with a less than matronly figure, while Trent seems far older than his years both in build and maturity–that it felt just that much more “forbidden.” Try as I might, I found myself wanting some further ’ involvement’ with him despite the knowledge that this could never be. If nothing else, it was as much a betrayal of Conrad as a corrupting influence in our family lives.
Gradually, the incident appeared to taper in relevance and my relationship with Trent took on its former stable and progressive habits. That isn’t to say though that my fantasies tapered in any way. Far from it.
Even as Conrad would make love to me some nights, it was Trent I was wanting to hold me like that and to whisper the tender words of endearment I was hearing.
I even thought of going to the Parish Priest, but who could confess such thoughts and images?
Nothing would ever have happened–but for the circumstances of last weekend!
Conrad was once again at his Club, leaving Trent and I alone in the house. This had caused no emotional hardship or discomfort as things between us were apparently back on an even keel, the events of several months ago now but a distant memory one might presume.
Having finished three day’s ironing, I was carrying the basket up to the linen closet–just a few yards along the hallway past Trent’s room, when I heard sounds from within, the bedroom door only having been pushed-to.
Not surprisingly, I guessed immediately the likely cause. I just smiled to myself and walked on to the cupboard.
I can’t tell you what happened between there and the three yards back to Trent’s bedroom door…but something did! Even as I put the basket down quietly, I suppose I knew I was taking “one small step for a woman. One giant step for womanhood.”
Guessing that Trent would be seated on the bed with his back to the door. I pushed the thing open so slowly and peered around the edge.
He must have been three-quarters there.
I couldn’t see his erection from that angle, but I could definitely see what he was doing to it. I had no need to slip a hand into my own panties, much as I felt like it–I knew how wet they would be.
If he was uttering any intelligible words I couldn’t discern them, it just sounded like an infinite range of pleasured grunts and sighs to me. To say I was fascinated would be an understatement. It was only then that I realized I had never even seen Conrad masturbating…or him–me, come to that.
As he jerked about suddenly and I saw, to my considerable pleasure I must admit, a stream of his cum shoot upwards. I let down my guard fully unintentionally and made some audible noise. Trent spun around.
“Oh God, mom,” he cried in an agony of embarrassment, trying to cover himself. “I’m soo sorry!”
My heart melted for him and I ran to the bed.
“Oh, Trent,” I said, “you have nothing to apologize for. I should never have walked in.” I looked him full in the eyes before adding, “Trust me, I know the feeling.”
That brought a smile to his young face.
“Yeah…I guess you do, mom,” he replied, his hands still covering that which unaccountably I wished he wasn’t!
Realizing then of course that he had condemned himself out of his own mouth, he continued, “S’ pose you knew I saw everything that day too, didn’t you, mom?” I nodded.
“Did you hate me for it?”
That brought tears to my eyes.
“Hate you, Trent? Gosh…how could you think that?” I sat down beside him. “No, my beautiful boy, I never loved you more. Would you like me to tell you the absolute truth?”
He nodded, subconsciously perhaps taking a hold of my hands at the same time, seemingly unaware of his limp penis now lying dormant and shrunken at the entrance to his gaping undies. It wasn’t the time for me to be looking at that particular aspect of life.
“Well, Trent,” I continued, “If I was to be honest with you and I’m hoping against hope you never tell your dad this…” Now he was interested. I had to hesitate before continuing.
“This is very hard for me to say…well, I kinda liked the fact you saw me, Trent. I know that’s an awful thing to admit and I probably shouldn’t be saying it to you, but it’s the truth.” For a moment I dropped my eyes, fearful I suppose, of the effect my words might have on him.
I felt his hand beneath my chin. Raising my face, the last thing I expected was for him to kiss me–and on the lips at that. An electric shock ran through me and I felt like a helpless little girl–the one that I suspect has never really grown-up in all these years. I just looked at him.
“You want to know about the truth, mom?” he was saying.
“Even before that afternoon, I always had “thoughts” about you. Not thoughts a boy usually has about his mother either.” I couldn’t have stood-up right then if someone had paid me a million dollars! Now, he was looking away.
“I used to think about kissing you at first…but its gotten worse. After I saw you in the bath, mom, I had to go to my room and beat-off…sorry for saying that…” It didn’t matter, I think I was beyond further shock at that stage.
“And since then I have been thinking about you all the time. Do you know what I was imagining when you saw me just now?” It wasn’t so much that I was casually interested at that stage–I had to hear it! I nodded.
“I was thinking about making love to you…it’s all I think about, even when I’m out with Heather.”
I wasn’t prepared for his emotional collapse and as the tears shook his young body, I just held him to me. My own were beginning to assemble in the corner of both eyes.
“It’s OK, it’s OK,” I whispered as I cradled him, “I have had some terrible thoughts myself, Trent…things I can’t even tell you…things I can barely even admit to myself.
“He raised his tear-stained face towards mine, “You don’t have to, mom,” and then he kissed me again.
This wasn’t a child’s kiss, not a mother-son kiss, and definitely not the peck of a stranger. This was a lover’s kiss. Conrad’s image flashed before my eyes, then my father’s, but as both quickly faded, my handsome boy’s face came back into focus. He was smiling despite the tears.
“I love you, mom,” was all he said. It was all he had to say!
Whether he lay me back on the bed or I did it myself I don’t remember. I recall his undoing my top buttons, exposing my rather flimsy little bra beneath which he gently thrust his hand. I only have small breasts but the feeling as his hand slid across my nipples was one of extreme pleasure. I knew some formative moans were issuing from between my lips. His very inexperience and unfamiliarity with the territory were simply adding to my arousal, hopefully also–his own. My lips sought his and my arm pulled him closer.
“Should I take my dress off for you?” I offered. He looked at me in stunned disbelief but nodded in dumb acceptance of what ultimately must be.
Standing in front of a young man, my own son no less, unzipping that dress must rank as the most erotic moment of my life to date. His eyes the size of saucers, my body took delight in revealing its femininity to him. He pulled me back down on the bed, dressed now only in my bra and panties. I teased him unmercifully by pulling one thin strap down my arm. Taking his cue, he balanced things up nicely by tugging the other down too. For a moment I think my heartbeat must have been audible as he gently took a hold of both straps and made to pull them lower. Maybe it was his we could hear?
As my breasts were exposed I gasped. Trent simply laid a hand on them and so very gently began to fondle me. I could not repress the urge to squirm slightly nor could I wrench my eyes from what he was now doing to my nipples. If this isn’t the most arousing moment of my life, I was thinking. I needed him to suckle me.
Maneuvering Trent’s face to within inches and by arching my back slightly, nature’s own blueprint for survival took over. As I felt his mouth latch back onto that which his own regressed memory was now recalling with no impediment, I let out a sigh of extreme pleasure.
“That’s it, Trent, suck them like you used to,” I whispered, immediately feeling totally embarrassed at falling back on the use of such immature dialog. I don’t think he was even listening.
Raising his lips from my nipples, he looked at me for a moment. “You are so pretty, mom…so pretty!” Right then, I felt it!
It was all I could do not to slip a hand inside my own panties. The two reasons I managed not to being that (a) that might be construed as overly improper and (b) I was hoping desperately that he would do it himself. I knew how wet I was there–I just wanted Trent to find out in his own good time.
Loving and gentle as he was, quite obviously he was afraid to take the initiative and that I found so endearing. It wasn’t helping my incestuous needs though. Past wondering why I was thinking (and now acting-out) these forbidden desires, all my body was demanding was satisfaction.
I wriggled my hips as if to remind him there were other areas he might find interesting if he would but look. Returning his lips to my own, rather than my nipples was a subtle reminder. If I was going to be forced to take a hold of his lower extremities in order to widen his considered options I think I would have done it.
As it happened, his hand commenced its own exploratory across my abdomen and hips. I let him know by a series of sighs and light moans that this was definitely a move in the right direction. When he reached finally the waistband of my panties, I felt his reticence to proceed.
“It’s Ok, Trent,” I whispered in his ear. “You can take them off.”
He didn’t need any further urging.
“Oh God, mom,” he managed to get out as he just knelt there beside me, staring at my pussy, not that he could have seen too much, my legs were still together.
“I can’t believe how beautiful you are…just as hot as the girls at University.”
“Really?” I teased. “And just how many of them have you seen like this, Trent?”
Fully blushing now, he corrected himself. “You know what I mean, mom…of course I haven’t been with any girls like that.”
For some reason I found that incredibly arousing–the fact that I was basically the first “girl” he had ever seen naked. Why I wasn’t thinking about Conrad at this stage I have no idea, but I wasn’t.
“You’re not being very fair, Trent,” I told him. He looked puzzled.
“Why?” he asked.
“Well you’ve taken all my clothes off, and you’re still dressed!”
“You want me to undress?” he said semi-shocked.
“Only if you want to,” I replied, parting my legs fractionally. I saw his expression change momentarily. He must have noticed.
Feeling more wanton by the minute, I was not about to discourage Trent’s gently invasive exploration of my vaginal ingress. On a voyage of discovery himself, he was making me feel anything but a mother as his fingers separated my labia and softly felt their way inside. Quite beyond my control, several little gasps escaped my lips as he became more daring in his exploration. Nor did I fail to recognize the significance of it all, my beautiful boy stimulating now the very areas where-in he had been himself conceived. I sat up suddenly and hugged him to me. Tears ran down my face and Trent withdrew his fingers and stared at me.
“Was I hurting you, mom?” he asked, unsure of his own emotions right that moment.
“Of course not, baby,” I reassured him, “Nothing like that, I was just thinking about things, that’s all.”
“Is it dad,” he inquired–somewhat perceptively I thought.
“No, Trent,” I answered truthfully–just girl stuff…honestly!” I lay back and drew him on top of me. I wanted him badly…needed him if the truth be known. To judge by whatever was pressing hard up against my tummy, I wasn’t alone in the “needing” department.
Shucking off his jeans, shirt and underwear I found it hard to believe that this was a boy in his late teens. His work-rate at the gym had obviously been paying dividends.
A born kisser, we both swiftly reached a level of arousal that was never going to be denied whatever the laws of the land. He had what I needed; I had what he craved.
With a minimum of guidance, he slipped into me and as I drew my knees up in absolute pleasure at what was so deep inside me, I let myself be taken.
Whether he was making love to his mom or a girl, he was just going to know for a short time I can never know, but you can’t fake sincerity or respect. He gave me both and I loved him for it. In his passion and inexperience he fondled my breasts until they were red raw…almost vandalized. He spread me to my theoretical limit and nearing his orgasmic Waterloo, thrust into me with the gentility of a considerate lover yet the work-rate of a first-time novice.
I think I cried out as I reached my own plateau, almost passing out with sensory overload. Trent was driving a mile-long goods train with no brakes and it felt like he came forever.
After some five minutes of exhausted silence, with him lying still atop me while I just kissed him, playing with a few locks of his dark brown hair that had fallen across his forehead, he raised his head and smiled the most beautiful loving smile.
They call it incest.
I call it the purest love of all.
A Letter To My Lover
My Dear Lover,
So, where do I begin???
It has only been two short weeks and I already know that I shall never meet another woman like you.
I am not sure what it was that you said while standing behind me in the checkout line the afternoon when we first met… Hell! We couldn’t have talked for more than a few minutes before walking out of the store. As we left you looked at me and asked if I would like to grab a cup of coffee with you. I remember laughing as I told you that I lived on coffee. I think that you already had me under your spell.
Two nights later I picked you up for dinner. As you opened the door, and I saw you standing there, I could barely speak. When we had gone out to coffee you were dressed in baggy jeans and a loose t-shirt. Of course I knew that regardless of what you were wearing there was no way that you could look bad, nevertheless that night you looked absolutely incredible!
The perfume and dress that you had on gave me the clear message that you had little to nothing on beneath it. Your eyes were sparkling and teasing me at the same time.
So… Why am I writing, telling you all of these things? Well, it’s because the memories of last night have kept me from doing anything constructive today. I yearn for you to know how I feel and somehow I also think that words may be the best way to preserve this memory.
Memories of the sex we had that night are still fresh in my mind as well…
I remember watching you slide down on top of me, slowly taking my hard rod deep within your walls. Your hands were lying flat upon my chest, helping you to support yourself. As your chin dropped down upon your chest, your hair fell over your face, and as I helped you lift yourself back up again I whispered… “I want all of you tonight…” It was at this time that I could feel a certain aura begin to grow between us.
You have such a sensual way of rolling your hips, and your eyes never left mine the whole time that we were making love. I could feel the muscles inside of you moving with your hips, massaging my shaft, and drawing the head of my dick even deeper into your warm cunt, sucking at it and even caressing it. Oh how I loved the way in which you were holding my head to your tits as I sucked hard upon your erect nipples. It was causing you to squeeze your warm cunt even even tighter around my stiff rod.
Just how long did we make love last night?
Just how many times did I hear you cry out in sheer ecstasy?
I know that I came so hard, so many times, even after I thought that I had nothing left to give!
Whenever you would take me into that mouth of yours, or simply take me into your hands, you would manage to coax me back to life. All the while you were continuously telling me that you wanted to have all of me tonight.
My dear lover, you must be prepared…
I will have my turn soon! I will revisit you this evening… Two can play this game of passion that we find ourselves in and you know just how much I really do love a challenge, so be prepared for me tonight…
*Kisses*
…Your lover
A Silent Beach Encounter
It was a hot, lazy, summer day when my friend Lindsey and I decided to go to the beach.
As I walk onto the beach I immediately notice you… I look directly into your eyes and give you a little, knowing smile.
It is quite obvious that you are checking me out, and shyly I smile back at you.
Throughout the entire afternoon we continue flirting, yet we never approach one another.
Finally it comes time to leave… Before leaving I walk over to the shower booth to get washed up. As I reach up to rinse my hair, I turn my back to the door. Suddenly I can sense a presence behind me and somehow I can tell that it is you. I know full well that I should scream out but before I am able to react I can feel you tug at my swimsuit top, sending it fluttering onto the floor.
Slowly you begin to nuzzle the back of my neck… Reaching around to the front of me you begin to fondle my breast and suddenly all thoughts of screaming are gone!
Leaning backwards I rest myself against you with a slight moan. With one hand I reach behind you to feel that ass that I had been admiring all day long today.
Apparently you have already removed your swimsuit because immediately I come into contact with your soft skin. I can also feel your erect cock poking me in my back.
For a few moments we stand there touching each other’s bodies as the shower water washes down over us. By now we have become so hot that the water is steaming off of us.
You begin nuzzling my back with your slightly calloused, yet ever so strong, hands. They are now sliding down my stomach… Slowly you begin to run your thumbs beneath the edge of my g-string. As you move to slide them off I shudder. This only leads you to tug them off instead. I imagined that you would let them fall onto the ground, but instead you pull them all the way down and help me step out of them.
While you kneal there in front of me, you begin to kiss the back of my legs… You continue softly kissing me up my back as you stand up again.
Soon you are again nuzzling my neck and fondling my now erect titties.
My legs are now so weak that I can no longer stand on my own and thus I have stretched out my arms to brace myself with the side of the stall… This is all that is keeping me standing there.
Slowly you once again move your hands to the inside of my thighs. Your thumbs begin moving in a circular motion, slightly parting my legs. Cautiously you move your hands up my thighs so that now your thumbs are moving over my dripping wet mound. Your fingers leisurely part my pussy lips as you place your index fingers onto my clit. You then begin to move your index fingers in the same circular motion that your thumbs were moving in. I am certain that you can feel the warmth and wetness of my pussy as you push both of my middle fingers into my cunt.
Rhythmically you begin moving your fingers up and down as your fingers and thumbs continued their circular movements.
My inner walls began to tighten around your fingers as I came into my first orgasm. I know that you can feel my juices run down over both of your hands while my insides are wildly spasming.
Momentarily you stop to allow me to catch my breath…
Then suddenly you spin me around to face you.
I give you a wide, bright smile… I was right!
Leaning forward you bite my lower lip before giving me the the most passionate, deep kiss that I have ever felt. As you use your tongue to part my lips, you begin exploring the inside of my mouth. Lightly I brush my teeth over your tongue before I start sucking upon it.
Slowly I move away from your mouth and make my way over to your ear. I begin to nibble and lick upon the outside of your ears while softly purring.
Next I make my way over to your neck, then to your chest, and finally down to one of your nipples which I flick with my tongue until it is standing erect. I then begin to suck upon it while running quick light butterfly licks over the top of it. All the while my hand is lightly pinching and twisting your other nipple. Suddenly I switch nipples!
I begin licking and nibbling my way down to your stomach while sinking onto my knees. As I begin licking your navel and nibbling around it, you somehow manage to lean back against the door of the shower stall. You place your hands on my shoulders and push me slightly downwards. As you do so, I look up and smile!
Smoothly, I take your manhood into both of my hands. I take the top of your dick into my mouth and begin licking the trickle off while moving my hands up and down your stiff rod.
I then began to kiss and nibble my way down your shaft to the base while my hands move behind you to fondle your ass. Gently I lift one of your balls with my tongue and suck lightly upon it at first… Gradually my sucking grows harder and harder.
I then make my way over to your other ball and begin lapping at it like a cat would lap at its milk.
Finally I give one long, wet lick up the front of your shaft. Momentarily I hesitate at the top of your cock with my mouth wide open… Gently I blow a warm breath over your erect cock. Then hungrily I swallow your cock, using my tongue to guide me.
I suck really hard then let up just enough to move back up to your tip. Here I stop and lick the top of your dick before moving up and down, faster and faster. On my way up I make sure to suck really hard… On my way back down I teasingly blowing upon your cock…
By now you have begun to thrust in rhythm with me. Then suddenly you stop and push me away…
You have come so close to exploding!
As you catch your breath I stand back up.
Suddenly you spin me around and kick my legs apart. You plunge your cock deep within me with such force that my upper body was completely pushed against the wall and I explode in yet another orgasm.
I began wriggling my ass into you. I yearned for you to feel as though I was inside of you.
Reaching up you begin to pinch and caress my erect nipples while we begin to thrust back and forth into each other… faster and faster.
Just before we climax you pull yourself away from me!
Turning me around you lean me forward and take one of my nipples into your mouth. You begin by licking, then sucking, then finally biting my nipple as you roll my other nipple between your index and middle fingers and tugg gently upon it. Slowly you begin to also pinch and twist it as well…
“Oh god… Not too hard!” I manage to moan as I frantically kiss your forehead and the top of your head.
Finally you let go of my tits and and move your hands down to lift me up while I wrap my legs around you. My tight pussy is now enclosing you and it feels as though your cock is pushed up all the way to my heart. With three hard, fast thrusts both of us finally explode in climax.
I am now seeing fireworks as both of us scream out in ecstasy!
Slowly you lower me back down onto the ground while you are still inside of me. My inner walls are still throbbing in orgasm… holding you and your cum deep within my walls.
For a while we stand there panting… You place your hand on the side of my face and I gently lean into it. Lifting up my face you smile at me before we begin tenderly kissing. Finally you pull yourself out of me…
You get dressed as I lean back against the wall and watch you. I am expecting you to leave just as quietly as you entered, but instead you lean back and wait while I shower and get dressed.
Before leaving me you lean over and whisper… “Same time next week?”
Still too shy for words, I simply smile and nod my head “yes.”
As we turn to depart I realize that we still do not know each other’s names…
LIKE MOTHER, LIKE DAUGHTER
“What’s the matter, dear,” Kate Jefferson asked her eighteen year old daughter Wendy!?! “Uh, nothing, mom, I was just thinking, that’s all!!!” After putting down her knitting, the older woman gently offered, “Come on now, honey, I can always tell when something’s bothering you!!!” “Well,” Wendy said with a deep sigh, “I-I’m so embarrassed I don’t know where to begin!!!” A look of real concern flashed over Kate’s face before replying, “Are you sure that you’re okay, I mean you’re not sick or anything are you!?!” “Oh no,” Wendy replied quickly, “I feel just fine, it’s just that, well um, I’m not quite sure how to explain it…………….” After reaching over caressing her daughter’s hand, Kate asked softly, “Is there a problem between you and Tom?!?” While gripping her mother’s hand tightly, Wendy broke down into tears and exclaimed, “I’m sorry, mom, I just can’t control myself anymore!!!” With her daughter on the verge of hysterics, Kate took her into her arms, lightly stroked her long blonde hair and then whispered into her ear, “Come on now, it can’t be that bad, tell mom all about it, I promise you I’ll understand!!!”
After finally regaining her composure, Wendy dabbed at her tears and said, “I just know you’ve never had this problem, mom, and I just don’t know what to do about it!!!” “Well why don’t you start at the beginning and we’ll just go from there,” Kate replied, “you know I’m a pretty good listener!!!” “Okay,” she replied between sniffles, “it started a couple of weeks ago, you promise not to get angry, right!?!” “Of course not, dear,” Kate replied smoothly, “go on, it started a couple of weeks ago……………” “Yeah, a couple of weeks ago,” Wendy sent on, “Tommy and I went to that dance at school, you know, the one with the live band, well anyway, after the dance we drove out to the lake and started necking, ohhhhhhhhh, I’m so embarrassed!!!” “Come on now, you’re doing just fine,” Kate said softly! “Well anyway, I got so excited,” Wendy said with a slightly flushed look on her face, “and well um, Tommy got my breasts out and started sucking on my nipples!!!” At this point Kate interjected, “Did you enjoy having your nipples sucked!?!” “Oh, my yes,” Wendy hurriedly answered, “it was the best feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I couldn’t believe how it made me feel inside!!!” “So then what happened,” Kate asked softly?!? Y-you’re just not gonna believe it mom," Wendy said sadly, “but he pulled out his penis and asked me to suck it for him!!!” A smile flickered across Kate’s lips, but in somber voice she asked, “And then what did you do, dear?!?” “Ohhhhh, mom,” the young girl sobbed, “I did it for him, I sucked on his penis until he had an orgasm in my mouth!!!”
Kate gave her daughter a big hug and a kiss on her cheek before whispering, “Don’t worry, honey, what you did for Tommy was one of the most natural things in the world for a woman to do, in fact once he had his penis out of his pants, it would have been almost impossible for you to have resisted it!!!” “Really,” the relieved girl replied, “I was so sure that you were going to be mad at me!!!” “Honey,” she continued, “the male erection is something that a normal woman is drawn to like bees to honey, it’s been ingrained in us for thousands of years, so don’t feel badly when you’re only doing what is expected of you!!!” Wendy sat silent for a few moments before asking, “Do you suck daddy, I just never even thought about it…………” “Of course I do,” Kate replied quickly, “your father has a wonderful erection, very long and really thick, and by the way, does Tommy have a large penis!?!” “Well Tommy’s is the only one I’ve seen, but it seemed really big to me,” and just when Wendy was just about ready to ask her mom another question her dad popped his head into the room and asked, “So, what are you two up too, is this a private meeting or can anyone attend!?!”
Both women looked at each other and giggled before Kate explained the situation in detail!!! “Your mom’s right,” Seth Jefferson added, “I don’t want to make a big deal out of it, but it’s pretty much a fact of life that women are born with the need and desire to orally satisfy their men!!! “Daddy,” Wendy asked, “mama just asked me how big Tommy’s penis is, and while it seemed huge to me, I can’t really be sure cuz I’ve never seen another one, so could you do me a big favor and show me yours, I’d really appreciate it!?!” Seth smiled happily at his daughter, and replied, “Of course I will, kitten, both your mother and I are very glad you’ve come to us with your concerns, aren’t we, Kate!?!” “We sure are,” she replied brightly, “now hurry up and get your pants off so Wendy can see your erection!!!” Seconds later with his pants and shorts around his ankles, Seth stood proudly in front of his wife and daughter with his full erection pointing directly at them!!! “Well,” Kate asked in a husky voice, “is Tommy as big as your daddy!?!” “I don’t think he’s quite as thick, but he’s just about the same length,” Wendy replied thoughtfully, “but they’re both very beautiful!!!” “I-I’m glad Tommy has a big pecker,” Kate stammered while staring at her husband’s penis, “while a big cock is nice to suck, when Tommy finally fucks you, you’ll be very glad he’s well hung!!!” Wendy turned away from her dad’s pecker to face her mother and asked softly, “Are you okay mom, you sound funny!?!”
Kate Jefferson’s cheeks had taken on a splotchy redness when coupled with her uneven speech pattern could only mean one thing, that being that she was incredibly aroused and in dire need of a cock!!! It was Seth who spoke first when he offered, “Honey, your mom hasn’t sucked me yet today, and well to tell you the truth she needs a load of cum desperately, so if you don’t mind watching, I’m going to have to feed her now!?!” Wendy got up and moved out of the way and replied, “Of course not, dad, go right ahead, from the looks of her she won’t be able to go another minute without it, isn’t that right, mom!?!” “I-I’m sorry, honey,” she whispered softly, “but I’m no different from you, when I need it I just can’t seem to help myself!!!” With her eyes wide, Wendy watched with fascination as her pretty mother got down on her knees and began fellating her father in the most obscene way!!! With a pang of guilt that she probably looked the same, Wendy watched her mom slurp and lick her daddy’s pecker up and down like it was an all day sucker, while her dad, obviously used to his wife’s oral assault, just stood calmly with his hands on his hips while she urged his organ to give her what she so desperately needed, a hot sperm shooter down her hungry throat!!!
It was an unbelievable thing to see, her mother sucking her dad, and even more bizarre, her own pussy was becoming a burning cauldron of desire as she looked on!!! She was about to ask if they minded if she touched herself, but her mother shamelessly shoved her fingers inside of her slacks and began fingering her own cunt while continuing to suck her husband!!! “God I love your fucking pecker,” her mother moaned, “I just can’t get enough of it, ohhhhhhhh, give me what I want, baby, fill my mouth with your fucking cum!!!” Jesus, her mom was acting like a fucking whore, but even as she stared, Wendy’s own finger had found her little bud and was now furiously rubbing it like the wanton little slut that she was!!! Now, for the first time since she started sucking him, her father gave out a long deep moan and gasped, “I’m cumming for ya, baby, let daddy fill your mouth with his juice, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, her it cums!!! Wendy was now reeling on the edge of her orgasm, and unbelievably, she heard herself ordering, “Suck him off, mom, blow his fucking cock for him, make him give you his load!!!” “Mmmmm, Kate moaned as the first blast of semen filled her waiting mouth, “mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!!!” That did it, the sound of her mother taking a hot load in her mouth, and the sight of seeing her furiously frigging her hot pussy drove the teenager over the edge as her own climax erupted simultaneously with her mother’s!!!
“Wow,” Kate said weakly, “I’m a total wreck, but I really needed that!!!” “No kidding,” her dad said with a laugh, “but why should this day be any different than any other day, but we did solve one problem today, we made sure that our daughter understands her place!!!”
SIBLINGS
There was a soft knock on Micki’s bedroom door followed by a whispering voice that asked, “Hey sis, are ya busy!?!” Micki put down her history book and replied, “Come on in, Mike, I’m just studying for quarterly final, what do you need!?!” Mike plopped down on the edge of Micki’s bed and without even blinking, slid his hand up and under her bathrobe and began caressing the inside of her smooth thigh!!! “Hey, dummy,” she whispered hoarsely, “what if mom or dad comes in, you wanna get us in trouble!!!” He chuckled quietly under his breath and replied, “Don’t worry about a thing, they’re already in bed fast asleep,” while his fingers worked their way up her thigh until they encountered her panty clad pussy!!! “Well just the same,” she retorted, “we made a deal that unless we were alone, we wouldn’t take any chances!!!” I know, I know," he replied softly, " but jeez louise, just look at this," while standing up and opening his own bathrobe revealing a very firm erection!!! Micki looked at the door one last time, and making sure that neither of her parents were about before lowering her mouth to her twin brother’s long fat cock!!! “Oh god, sis,” he moaned, “you suck better than any girl I’ve ever had, I wonder which side of the family you get it from!?!” “She let his big pecker slip from her mouth before replying softly, “I don’t know, but I’ll bet it’s from mom, I just think she loves sucking cock as much as I do!!!”
Mike stared down at his sister while she gently mouthed the head of his cock with her silky tongue and thought what a lucky guy he was to have a sister who loved sucking his pecker as much as he loved having it sucked!!! With her short blonde hair and compact swimmer’s body, Micki was a wet dream come true!!! Her pert nipples seemed to always be standing at attention, acting like an open invitation to be sucked on!!! While they were only eighteen, both of them had an unbelievably heightened sense sexuality that required at least one orgasm a day, preferably induced by each other’s warm mouth!!! Mike’s head rolled back an forth on his shoulders while nearing his climax, and while a lot of women would like to be warned of an impending ejaculation, Mike smiled to himself safe with the knowledge that his pretty sister was desperate for a mouth full of his cum!!! With his knees buckling slightly and his cock stiffening perceptably, Micki groaned loudly as Mike filled her mouth with a load of hot burning sperm which she hungrily swallowed down as if it were nectar from the gods!!!
“Jesus christ,” he panted, “someday you’re gonna kill me when you do that, but what a way to go!!!” Micki just laughed that sweet lyrical laugh of hers that sounded a lot like wind chimes and offered, “Well, brother dear, you have such a beautiful cock I just can’t help myself!!!” “Do you want me to do you,” he asked thickly!?! “No,” she replied, “let me use my dildo and you can jerk off watching me, I really feel like getting fucked tonight, do you mind!?!” “Mind,” he sighed, “are you kidding, you know how much I love seeing you fuck yourself!!!” With that, she quickly slid off her white cotton panties, and after lying down on her back with her legs spread wide apart, she slowly pressed her thick black latex cock deep into her dripping wet pussy!!! “H-holy maloney,” he gasped while fisting his meat and staring at the thick black invader sticking out of her smoothly shaved cunt, “y-you exactly how to drive me crazy, don’t you!?!” As she slowly began fucking herself with short even strokes, she replied, “Do you know what I’ve been thinking about doing!?!” “What,” he replied as his eyes began to glaze over, “t-tell me!!!” In a very sweet an syrupy voice she replied, “I’ve been thinking about going to school with my dildo stuck up my pussy, just think about that, me walking around school all day with eight inches of black cock jammed into my cunt!!!” “Are you really thinking about doing it,” he gasped as his hand literally flew up and down his rock hard shaft!?! “Uh huh,” she said with a little moan, “why, don’t you think that would be a good idea, I mean, you know, having this big black cock up inside me all day!!!” “D-do you think you’d be able to cum,” he croaked barely able to contain himself while picturing his pretty sister with the big rubber dick being held in place by her tight little panties!!! “Of course I’d be cumming, you silly boy,” she sighed as her climax began building, “I’d probably cum right in math class, I just love staring at Mr. Logan’s ass!!!”
“Oh, god,” he moaned, “I-I forgot to tell you that last summer at the pool I saw Mr. Logan in the locker room, and he had a huge cock, a lot bigger than mine!!!” “Are you kidding me,” she gasped while picturing her teacher’s huge cock in her mind’s eye, “I’ll bet he’d love it if I sucked him off, wouldn’t he!?!” Mike’s hand was now a blur on his shaft as he pounded his way towards certain orgasm, but he still managed to reply, “H-he’s fucking huge, sis, and if he ever just saw you naked he’d probably blow his nut right in his pants!!!” “I don’t want him in his pants,” she moaned loudly, “I want him in my mouth, right where he’s supposed to be!!!” “Y-you’re a real cock sucker,” he groaned as his spunk jettisoned from the end of his dick and landed on his sister’s thigh and tummy, “you just love sucking big cock don’t you, baby!?!” The second Mike’s hot sperm hit her leg, Micki’s pussy convulsed hard around the brutally thick weapon pounding her pussy, causing her vagina to spasm in a series of numbing orgasms that left her shaken and depleted!!!”
While Micki lay panting and gasping for breath, Mike leaned heavily against the wall as his pecker slowly began retracting to its normal flaccid state, while she said with a sigh with the big cock still hanging obscenely from her well fucked cunt, “Jesus, Mike, I just love watching you jerk it, I get so fucking hot just seeing you blow!!!” Now leaning down and taking one of her hard little nipples into his mouth, he nipped her playfully and whispered, “And I love seeing you fuck yourself with that big black pecker, so I guess we’re even!!!” “Are you keeping score,” she laughed while cupping his nut bag with her small warm hand!?! “Nope,” he replied while letting his mouth roam over her teenage chest, “but from what I can tell, were about even, but you’re way ahead of me in the climax department!!!” “Well I can’t help it if I cum in bunches,” she protested, “I guess I’m just multiorgasmic!!!” Hah," he said with a laugh, “you’re a fucking orgasm machine, no man in the world could keep up with you!!!” “Hmmmmm, not even Mr. Logan, she hummed, “it sounds like he might be able to handle me!?!” “Oh, please,” Mike replied while shaking his head from side to side, “he wouldn’t have a chance, just look at your pussy, it’s already gettin’ hot from just our talking, in fact I’ll bet in another minute or two you’re gonna have another one aren’t you!?!”
He was right of course, she was going to have another one, only this time she pulled the thick rubber pecker from her pussy and instead pulled his head down between her legs and in a halting voice begged, “Y-you know me too well, brother of mine, now please, do me!!!” Her cunt, which just seconds before had been filled with cock, was now drooling pussy juice out of its distended lips, while her clitoris stood proudly erect and begging to be sucked!!!” “Is this what you want me to suck,” he asked innocently while barely flicking his tongue over her tiny organ!?! “Oh, god,” she moaned while her whole body stiffened, “yesssss, that’s it, do my clit for me, oh please, don’t make me beg, just do it for me!!!” After a couple more lazy strokes, he chuckled and asked, “now are you sure you want me to suck it, I mean what if mom walks in on us!?!” “Fuck, mom,” she said through gritted teeth, “just do me, I promise I’ll let you come in my mouth next time we do it!!!” “Who are you kidding,” he laughed, “you always let me cum in your mouth, remember, you’re a fucking cock hound!!!” “Okay, okay,” she gasped, “w-what ever you want, I’ll do it for you, just please, suck my clit, I’m going fucking crazy!!!” “Wellllllllll,” he replied in mock seriousness, “if you really want me to, I guess it would be all right,” and like lightning hitting a tree, his tongue snaked out and viciously attacked her little bud catching her totally unawares!!!" “Ayyyyeeeeeeeeee,” she groaned, “oh my god, I’m fucking cumming like a rocket, it’s really a fucking hard one, too,” and even though she barely weighed one hundred pounds, she bucked her hips against his mouth, nearly forcing him off the bed!!! “Take it easy, sis,” he admonished, “and keep it down, you don’t want the folks to hear us, do you!?!”
Her whole body shook as it was wracked by another series of cums that would have left a mere man near death, but which she took easily in stride!!! After taking a moment to get her bearings, she sighed, “Now that’s what I call a good cunt lapping!!!” Mike stood up while wiping the juice from his face and replied, “Well, that’s what a brother’s good for!!!” “Mmmmm, yes,” she sighed, “that’s what a brother’s good for!!!”
THE END
PUNISHMENT
“You will be very sorry for you insubordination, young lady,” Sir Jason said softly while tying the frightened woman’s hands ankles and wrists to each corner of the large heavy table, leaving her naked body in the classic spread eagle position of submission, “and you will surely rue the day you disobeyed me, yes indeed, you surely will!!!” The cool air contacting her bare breasts immediately caused her large pink nipples to erect involuntarily, a sure sign to her master that she was indeed in need of severe punishment!!! While running his hands roughly over her pliable body he commented softly, “What did I tell you last week, dear, what was the last thing I told you, do you remember!?!” As the tension between her legs grew more intense by the second, she replied weakly, “Y-you said to make sure that I shaved my vagina smooth everyday, and that if I didn’t you were going to punish me!!!” “And did you follow my instructions,” he asked while twisting her nipples so hard it brought a wince to her face?!? “I-I tired to,” she stammered, “but I guess I forgot to shave it this morning, but it’s pretty smooth, I can hardly feel any stubble at all!!” In a hard tone he replied evenly, “Well, my dear, I think the operative word there is hardly!!!”
Leaving her for a moment, he opened up a drawer in a cabinet at the other end of the room and filled a tray with variety of items, some of them she figured to be metal as they clanked when dropped onto the tray!!! He quickly returned to her side and placed the tray next to her, which out of the corner of her eye she could see held items that definitely promised to be quite painful when used on soft skin!!! Craning her neck for a better look she asked warily, “What are you going to do with those!?!” “You mean these,” he asked while picking up a pair of chrome alligator clips!?! “Y-yes,” she stammered as pang of fear and anxiety coursed through her, “please, don’t hurt me!!!” “But my child,” he replied smoothly, “what fun would it be if I didn’t hurt you, while casually clipping one of the jagged toothed little clamps to her hard nipple!!! “Oh, god,” she gasped, “p-please, take it off, I can’t stand it, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, it hurts so badly!!!” “But of course it does,” he said with an evil smile, “and after I put this one on, it will hurt twice as much!!!”
Sir Jason had punished her many times in the past, but Paula couldn’t remember a time when she was in such constant and pervasive pain in such a sensitive area of her body as was now being inflicted on her incredibly sore nipples!!! “Are you sorry for you sins, dear,” he asked softly, while giving each clip a little squeeze causing jets of pain to stab at her nipples like two red hot pokers!!! “I’m so sorry,” she moaned, “I promise to do better next week, now please, take them off!!!” “In good time, my dear, but now we have other things to attend to,” he said softly, “so Paula, are you ready for more!?!” With real fear in her eyes she watched in abject horror as Sir Jason held a golden ring in front of her face and asked, “Do you know what this is, dear!?!” “A-a nipple ring,” she stammered, “oh please, not that, oh noooooooo!!!” Smiling gently at the trembling woman while caressing her smooth belly he whispered, “Of course I’m not going to pierce your nipple, child, why on earth would I put a clit ring on your nipple, that would be stupid of me, don’t you think!?!”
A clit ring!!! The mere thought of Sir Jason piercing her delicate clit with a needle and inserting a ring through it made Paula momentarily nauseous, and it was all she could do to keep from vomiting up all over herself!!! Now real terror shot through her and she struggled in vain to escape, but her struggles only tightened her binds even more, and finally she gave up heaving and panting for breath!!! “You can’t do this to me,” she said as tears ran freely down her cheeks, “you’ve always promised that you’d never really hurt me, this is taking things too far, I demand that you untie me and let me go!!!” Now letting a finger trace a line along her bare slit, Sir Jason replied in a detached tone of voice, “I know what I promised, but hurt is a very relative term, what causes pain in some people is very pleasurable for others, so I’m afraid that you’ll just have to let me decide what is painful and what isn’t!!!”
“Sweet god almighty,” she shuddered to herself, “he’s really gonna do it, and there’s nothing I can do about it!!!” Realizing her predicament was hopeless, Paula asked nervously, “What are you going to do now!?!” “Well, you have a very large clit,” he opined, but in order for piercing it must be engorged to the fullest, so naturally we’re going to manipulate your organ until it’s large and firm enough to be handled properly!!!” Even as terrified as she was, when Sir Jason began casually caressing and fingering her bulging vulva, she immediately sighed as her indulgent pussy drenched itself in a shower of cunt juice!!! “How does that feel,” he asked softly while flicking his finger over her now very erect clitoris!?!" “T-that feels fucking incredible,” she babbled as a massive orgasm built feverishly inside of her pussy, “please don’t stop,” she gasped, “just do me!!!” While chuckling softly under his breath he relied barely above a whisper, “I’d love to do that for you, dear, but I’m afraid I must tend to other business, so if you’re quite ready, I shall begin!!!”
The tiny sharp teeth digging mercilessly into her soft nipples, coupled with the incessant masturbation of her clitoris had brought Paula to within inches of and orgasm, but the abruptness at which Sir Jason had ceased his digital attention brought her sexual momentum to a quick halt!!! Craning her neck to see what was happening between her stretched out thighs, a shiver of absolute icy fear shot through her as Sir Jason approached her open cunt with a syringe capped with a long thin needle!!! “Noooooo,” she whined, “what’s that for, please don’t hurt me!?!” “Shush, my dear,” he whispered, “please don’t look upon me as a sadist, the syringe is filled with a local pain killer, the only thing you will feel is the initial stab!!!” “R-really,” she asked haltingly, “is that really a pain killer!?!” “Of course it is, dear,” he replied smoothly, “when have I ever lied to you!?!” “Knowing that any other answer would bring down his wrath, Paula answered quickly, “Never, Sir, you’ve never lied to me!!!” “Of course I haven’t,” he replied softly, just before sticking the hypodermic straight into the heart of her erected clitoris!!!
But only for a moment, as I quickly held her hand and pulled her towards me, grabbing her and kissing her fervently. She too submitted herself completely to me and again held me firmly. Things began to cool down a bit as I let her lips go. She stood there, her eyes gazing at me. The desire was no longer a mystery to the both of us.
I again gently began to stroke her hairs and kissed her softly, pecking occasionally on her lips. My hands moved down on to her breasts, rubbing them softly. I enjoyed her breasts for a few moments and then she began to tremble as my hands moved to undo the first button of her top. My hands moved down to undo the second and then the third. She rested her head on my shoulder and now I could catch a glimpse of her breast covered in all its glory by her white brassiere. I placed my hands inside her top and onto her breast. I slid my fingers into the cup of the bra and felt her breast in flesh. I
reached for her nipple and soon my fingers were caressing it. It was small and soft but it was soon growing hard as she now began to moan and move her head feverishly.
I slid of the strap of her brassiere from over her shoulder totally exposing her small full breasts. It was well shaped and round with her nipple jutting out in perfect proportion. I kissed her on her lips and then my tongue rolled down her neck, onto her breast grabbing her nipple in my mouth. I began to suck it slowly at first and then gently increasing it as her sexuality began to rise at her peak. I sucked it hard until it was swollen red. She was now like a bitch on heat, her pelvic thrusting on my dick. As I sucked her hard my hand freed her other breast of her brassiere and began to maul her. She arched backwards enjoying every moment of my licking and caressing of her breasts.
I was enjoying her with as much vigor as I can. My hands reached her back and unhooked her bra, completely stripping it of her body. Her breasts were fully exposed to me except for her top. I tugged it out of her skirt and undid the remaining two buttons. She was now exposed from her front. I never removed her top completely and to be honest it was more fun that way than I had some bangs latter on with other girls completely nude.
I embraced her from inside her top feeling her naked breasts on me. She then undid my shirt and hugged me. Her breasts were now crushed to my naked chest. I could feel the contour of her well-shaped breasts as well as the soft touch of her small nipples. My hand went straight through her hairs as we again cuddled each other in a feverish kiss. My hand began to grope her breast for a moment and then it began to slide down over her belly. I found her navel and I teased her there for some time. I slithered down to the most sensitive part of a virgin girl from the top of her skirt. Barely had my fingers been inside her skirt her hand came flying out of nowhere and grabbed my hand. “No.” she said in her soft and sensual voice.
I forced my hand into her skirt. “No, please no.” she tightened her grip on me. “Please Priyanka. Don’t stop me now.” I tightened my grip on her from her back. “No.” she again pleaded, calmly and rested her head on me.
I could feel her melt now. I was not supposed to miss this opportunity and so my hand began to slide down. This time she held her grip but soon let go of me. My fingers reached her panty and as I further moved down I could feel her soft pubic hairs with which I played for some time and then as my fingers went further down a shudder ran through her as my fingers ran over her moist clits. A subtle groan came through within her as I inserted my middle finger into her. It was dripping wet. She jerked her body and began to moan like an animal. I took her hand and placed it on my trousers, over my dick. It was by now hard as a rock. She unzipped me and it sprang out like an angry lion. She grabbed it in her delicate hand, her soft fingers encircling it.
“Oh, my God! It’s so hot.” she blushed. “Then quench its fire with your nectar of love.” I replied cunningly. “Oh, God! No. Please! No.” she pleaded. I lightly pressed her clitoris and then she was at it a pain. She slowly began to move my dick back and forth her thumb caressing the tip of my penis’ head. We fondled each other for quite sometime and then I told her to take me in her mouth. She repulsed but after coxing a few times she went down on her knees. She unhooked my trousers and released my penis from my u-wear. Her lips parted as she moved forward to take my penis in her mouth. I could feel her small teeth and her tongue wriggling me. She now began to enjoy it. “Suck me Priyanka.” I said.
Priyanka never knew that her college trip would be so exciting. She moved her head back and forth and began to suck at the same time. Her tongue was licking every part of me. She was now sucking my juices right out of my body. Her sucking created a kind of a vacuum in my prick and I could feel my juices about to rush out. I took out my penis from her mouth before I could ejaculate, as I wanted to do it deep inside her and not in her mouth.
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