"What do you like to do?" he said bluntly.
Patty was taken a little aback by his forthrightness, but she decided to plunge right in. "Everything," she said, finding her voice surprisingly calm.
"Everything that has anything to do with fucking."
He smiled. "Good. Then I suggest we begin. But first, a glass of wine to relax us both."
He stood and moved to the far end of the room where a table stood. On it were several bottles of wine and liquor.
He poured two glasses of wine, then, turning his back to Patty, he opened a small box, took out a few grains of white powder, and dropped them into one of the glasses.
Smiling, he turned and walked back to the young wife, extending one of the glasses toward her.
"Drink this," he said. "It's a very light wine."
She took the glass from him.
"To love," he said, toasting her with his glass.
"To… love… " she replied shyly.
She sipped the wine slowly as Harper again sat in the chair opposite her.
Almost immediately she began to feel calmer. There was a long silence as they drank.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Good." He leaned back in the chair, and as he did he uncrossed his legs, spreading them apart. Patty found her gaze riveted to his crotch, for the tightness in his trousers fully revealed the enormous mound of his cock. She could clearly see the line of his prick, huge and thick, under his trousers, and the round bulge of his testicles. Nervously, she tore her eyes away, but not before he had noted her reaction.
"Don't turn away from my cock," he said. "I'm proud of it. I like girls to look at it."
Ah, Patty thought, perhaps that's part of his weirdness; he digs being an exhibitionist.
Slowly she turned and gazed directly at the bulge in his pants. He had spread his legs wider now, and slumped his hips forward slightly so that she could have a full view. She found herself stunned at the sight of his cock and balls tightly encased in the trousers. They seemed to throb and glow before her eyes.
She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. She found herself gazing in near-adoration at his crotch. Her mind reeled in a drug haze, thrilled by the obscene sight.
It's beautiful, she thought, so beautiful! "Don't you think my cock is fantastic?"
"Uh… yes… whatever you say," she replied. Her eyes traveled up to meet his, and as they met, her breath came faster and faster. He was the most mysterious man she had ever seen, so handsome and strange with his dark eyes, yet he was warm and gentle, too. She was elated to discover that her mind was soaring like a cloud in a dear blue sky, and her body was trembling with a warm excitement. She wanted to… to drift into his arms and kiss him, kiss him torridly on the lips… hold him.. embrace him… What the hell is wrong with me? She thought Then she realized that he had put something in the wine.
"You want me to fuck you now, don't you?"
She nodded.
"Say it, dammit!"
"Yes. I want you to fuck me now."
Smiling at her, he began to remove his shirt, slipping it over his head and revealing his tightly muscles upper torso with a thick tangle of curling chest hair. Patty's drug-fogged eyes eagerly drank in every naked inch of his tanned, lithe torso. Deftly, he took off one boot, then the other, and placed them nearby, while She watched him, completely fascinated and unconsciously growing more and more aroused.
"Soon you'll see my beautiful, big cock, and you'll be able to love it."
Slowly he unhooked the top of his trousers and began lowering them. He wore no underwear, and as he eased the tight-pants down his slim hips, his cock and balls were completely exposed to her gaze. His prick was unusually large and thick, and swung heavily between his legs as he stepped out of the trousers.
The hairy balls beneath bounced freely.
"Am I not the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? Isn't my cock splendid?"
Patty found herself totally agreeing with him. "Yes… oh yes I.. your cock is big and thick and wonderful!"
He began to run his hands over his entire hard body, in an almost obscene manner, and Patty thought she detected a devilish glint in his eyes. Then he grasped his enormous cock with his bands and began caressing it, stroking it.
"Every part of me is beautiful, Patty… every part! You must learn to love my cock! Love it!"
"I want to… " she said in a tiny voice. "Show me how…"
There was a moment's silence. Harper stood erect, so that he looked like a bronzed, naked god standing in the bizarre colored light of the huge room.
"Now… you must take off your clothes also… and lie back on the couch."
Patty obediently, began to unbutton her blouse. He watched with beady eyes as she removed her blouse and skirt. Within moments she stood only in her white bra and panties, her cream-white skin gleaming, her proud breasts thrust outward like two shimmering melons. With trembling hands she removed the bra and placed it nearby on a table, fully freeing her firm, wide-set tits to his gaze. Her skin quivered and tightened, and the buds of her nipples grew taut and stood out from the dark rings of the surrounding areolas like large buttons.
"You're beautiful, too," Harper said. "That's good. You've got just the right kind of beautiful body that I like to sink my dick into, deep into… clear up to your belly."
His, cock had begun to throb with life and became erect as the beautiful young blonde slowly began to slide her tight, nylon panties down the white, smooth-fleshed expanse of her hips. Slowly, the brief garment eased down over the tender skin of her thighs and legs until she stepped out of it daintily and placed it with her other clothes. As she turned back to him, her golden triangle of pubic hair glistened as if sprinkled with dew.
"Good… " he said approvingly. "Very good. You have a beautiful body… quite beautiful."
"Thank you," she said quietly.
Her mind was so fogged with wine and drug that she felt no fear or anxiety. Her body rippled lightly with waves of pleasure, and she felt as though she could fly if she wanted to! The sight of Harper standing naked in front of her and stroking his hard, stiff cock thrilled her. It was the most wonderful sight she had ever seen. Her face glowed with ecstasy, and he knew then that she was his to do with as he pleased.
"Come over here now, Patty. Come close, and I'll give you the supreme thrill of loving my cock."
She moved to him and he placed her hands on his thick, muscular tool. For some reason beyond her comprehension, it felt like the most thrilling cock of her life. She loved the rubbery, pebbled texture in her hand. It was so warm, so big. She began to caress it. She fondled it lovingly. Then she cupped the heavy sac that held his balls, reveling in the soft skin and the weighty spheres.
She began to run her hands all over his body, savoring his nakedness as a rising tide of sensuality began to waft through her body. Her hand explored every hard, bulging muscle and ridge of his tall frame, and she grew more and more excited. She wanted to touch every part of his body, his face, his skin … his chest.. his hips… his balls… his cock.
But as she grasped his swollen prick again, with hot eagerness, he drew her hands away.
"Do you want my beautiful cock to ream your body now?"
"Yes," she moaned. "I want all of it. I want to be fucked with it!"
"Lie down on the couch."
She lay back on the couch, and closed her eyes. Almost immediately she felt completely lost in a radiant glow as the potent drug took hold of her again.
Harper let his hands play gently over her face. She became warmly aroused by his artful strokes. He massaged her temples, her eyelids and cheeks, then slowly he let his fingers slide down to the rosy, succulent mounds of her breasts. His own body was alive with excitement, and his cock throbbed achingly for release. Deftly, he straddled her, with his knees on either side of her hips.