She considered the matter-dominating the thrills the sight of that waiting prick with its swelling splendor imposed on her as she looked at it. In the first place she had attempted to placate him so as to secure these imperiled business interests. And she had passed from concession to concession as a result of that first fatal mistake. He had drawn confessions from her lips so intimate that whoever heard them was master of herself also. Quite simply, she had conceived that it was merely for the titillation of his senses that he had led her on. But now she realized that his aim had been to bring her to the point where complete and utter obedience to his wishes could be her own course.
And now here she was-stark naked at his feet-and ordered to-to suck him! She must offer her delicate warm lips to the most shameful part of his body-and she must allow her mouth to become the instrument of his pleasure and the recipient of his seed.
She shivered as if with a fever. She contemplated again that imposing shaft of throbbing flesh-with its rosy, uncapped head. And she was conscious anew of a heat which flooded her. With anxious pleading in her glazed but lovely dark eyes, she glanced imploringly up at his face — hoping against hope for a reprieve.
“When you have quite finished humming and hawing about a thing which you know quite well you have got to do…*” he said, “and a thing which at bottom, whether you realize it or not, you are eager to do to me!”
“Eager to do to you?”* she wailed. “Ohh! How can you accuse me of wishing to do such an unspeakable thing?”
“You will like it!” he stated firmly. “You will soon be constantly desiring the velvet feel of it upon your tongue. You will follow me about-frantic for the chance to take as much of my sex as your pretty mouth will hold. And even now you are curious-sensually and firmly curious to learn how it will taste and feel as you suck upon it.'*
Quivering visibly, she considered this. She raised her eyes once more to his-an the pallor of her lovely face vanished in a rush of blood to her cheeks and brow.
“You know I cannot contradict you,” she said in a stifled voice. “You are so very-imperative with me, even when I am trying to do what you say. But please-please… give me time. It is so very huge, too-I am not certain that I can get even a little of it into my mouth,” she added tremulously.
“Not quite like your hubby's, then?” he murmured, rather complacently. “Or like-any others… you happen to have seen by chance?”
“Oh Christopher's…?” said Rose. “I think it would make at least two of his. And you know very well that is the only one I have seen… except… just a boyish one.”
“When you next see that boyish prick,” he observed very cynically, “it may not seem so boyish as before. You shall see it that I promise you-if only to gratify my own curiosity as to the reactions of you both when…
“Merciful heavens!” exclaimed the distracted woman, “you would never have the cruelty to do that-compel me to resume relations with my youthful son just for your own perverse ends-risking both his health and happiness…
“It might save instead of harming him-and preserve both his health and happiness. What do you suppose is happening to your boy out there-a youth already awakened to sex through your own “innocent" ministrations to his body, and now abandoned to the embraces offered by the girls and women surrounding him, eager to enjoy his unspoiled and youthful virility.”
“I know of mothers who co-habit with their sons for the boy's own sake as well as their own pleasure, fearing they may fall otherwise into indiscriminate lechery. And many a father and daughter enjoy ineffable pleasures together Without the outside world suspecting that anything is amiss. Don't believe that it is nature that protests against such amorous liaisons. It is only man-made laws and customs that are affronted thereby.”
Chapter VII
In an odd stupor Rose had listened to his words. Already she had taken in her fingers for the preliminary soft caresses his huge weapon. And the fart that he did not seem to be concerned with what she was doing — that he was not even looking at her… made it all the easier for her to nestle her hot cheek now and again upon his hot member-and to touch it tentatively with her tongue here and there.
“Kiss the head-and then lick beneath it-” he whispered very softly.
She started violently and then colored deeply as this interruption revealed his knowledge of her gradual approach to the final caress-and of her growing sensual delight therein. She complied, nevertheless — and was startled to feel the heat of a perverse pleasure followed by a torrid longing pervade her body and control her nerves.
He continued talking-conscious that she was becoming infatuated with her task-and aware that this would happen more easily if her thoughts were diverted some other place.
“Families are scarce in which these irregularities do not ever occur,” he reflected aloud. “In my own case, here is a slight confession to balance your own story!”
“My elder sister was involved in an accident in which her husband was killed, and she was badly injured. When she recovered and left the hospital she came to live with us, and as she was still bedridden she was constantly demanding my company in her room to keep her amused and happy.”
“She was already able to move about in bed quite freely, and despite her injuries she was already as pretty and as lovable as ever-and as insistent that her seventeen year old brother was created for the purpose of carrying out her wishes and keeping her occupied-which I was by no means loath to do.”
“She had discovered on one occasion that the disclosure of her lovely shoulders and bosom above the bedclothes aroused me to flushed interest, and I think it was more than a malicious amusement that filled her when she found that she could excite me.”
“It was perhaps inadvertently that she let me see one naked and lovely breast-her nightrobe having fallen away from her bosom as I placed an extra pillow behind her at lunch time. I was stricken speechless by the delicious sight-and sister Mary noted my agitation and pleasure-and easily divined the cause.”
“Thereafter I was permitted to see more and more of her charming person as I sat by her bedside reading aloud and she manoeuvred so as to place all her naked bust before my eyes under the loose nighty which she commonly wore-even though the result was a total lack of attention to the book from which I was reading.”
“If I tried-and sometimes I did try-to see further than her delightful bosom, she would humor me in that too. For she would lean forward and ask me to adjust her pillows-moving her body in such a way that her nightdress swung open and disclosed her rounded breasts and the lovely body below.”
“And then-ohh… Rose-that's right-bear downward with your lips… see, they will stretch… and it will slip-right in-all the head will go in… very gently — like that…”
Breaking off in his narrative as the excited Rose, having licked every inch of the inflamed prick, suddenly gasped and applied her parted lips to the swelling head and sucked down on il. Francis Freeman was delighting now in the soft cradling of his throbbing sex in the moist warmth of Rose's pretty mouth.
She whimpered with dismay as the bulging red head of his weapon strained her softly yielding lips to the uttermost, but a little sigh of satisfied delight escaped her as it finally slipped right in and found refuge in her hot little mouth. She blushed with renewed shame as he took cognisance of her eager prostitution of her lips-but she persisted valiantly in cramming her mouth with this nice luscious morsel.
The shock to her nerves was immense-and thrilling — the experience of tasting and feeling this male sex invading every bit of her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue round the head, drew down on the male juice, savouring the sharp flavor. She was quivering, almost fainting with the keen ecstasy it gave her.