“Her hand was loosening buttons. It crept inside-and I groaned aloud with delight as I felt my naked member taken in her caressing hand. And how she did pet me! Her long, pliant fingers took possession of my sex, and gloriously tormented my delighted prick with their wonderful caresses.”
“Her breath came hissingly through her lips. With a new found strength she twisted upright on the bed-and took both hands now to uncover and bring to light the object of her devotion.”
“You monster-ohh! You incredible… lovely and beautiful monster!” she cried hoarsely-as she beheld my rampant weapon in all its proud nudity.
“She almost tore at my garments as she revealed all my private parts. My shame had vanished ere now. She lingered my balls-squeezed them gently-and let her slim fingers tangle in my genital hair… and then she seized in both hands the column of flesh which seemed to fascinate her…”
“For a long time she played with it-giving me such sensations that I gasped in ecstasy. Her face was close to it now, she cooed over it. Her breath was hot upon its swelling head. She eyed the red cap about which her lips were poised and hovering. I started-and suppressed a cry of utter delight. For all the tip of my cock was sucked in-throbbing and palpitating within the moist, warm paradise of Mary's hot little mouth.”
Francis Freeman's voice faltered as he panted out these last words. And Rose quivered to the depths of her being at the culmination of his story. And not even the fact that the frenzied throbbing of his prick within her mouth showed that the instant of her complete degradation was at hand served to make her wish to withdraw her prostituted mouth.
As if instinctively, she sucked more softly and licked more gently as she drew down on the smooth cap, and then she heard him gasp deliriously and knew that her mouth was about to receive his pulsing sperm.
Her eyes one lambent flame, she raised them to his face in time to see the delight portrayed there-nor did she mind in the least now that he should be looking down upon her abject occupation and witness her intense delight in it.
She moaned faintly and stranglingly as her tongue felt the first jet of his sperm. “Ohh-ohh! Ohh!” she gasped. And then drew it down her throat with apparent ecstasy. She continued to draw gently upon the spouting member — and swallowed with frenzied pleasure every drop which her lips and tongue could drain from him.
A few minutes later Rose stirred and sighed faintly as she heard his low voice. Her breasts throbbed upon the bared masculine thighs. She shook about her shamed and flaming face her long hair, which had become unbound and then she lifted her head mere inches towards him.
“Come out!” he repeated.
“I can't… ohh! I daren't…!” she wailed. “How c-can I ever 1-look you in the face again-after-after all that happened!”
“Another time I should pull you out forcibly-and treat you with severity for such disobedience,” he said gently. “But I realize that you feel covered with shame, not only for having pleased me so delightfully-but by being so thrilled yourself while doing it. Come out here to me!”
She scrambled out in submission to his wish-to stand by his side with downcast eyes and blushing cheeks.
“Now kiss me!” he demanded.
“You wish-you actually wish… you are willing to to kiss me… after that.” she whispered. “Let me at least go and clean my lip?”
He laughed softly and drew her nudity down towards him until their two mouths were yoked. Then he pulled her onto his knee and kissed her once more.
“You were simply marvelous. Rose!” he said. “I think you are a genius at that caress-and if you still entertain any ideas of being released from my yoke-you can forget it… for I wouldn't part with you for the world.”
It was his first acknowledgment that he considered her now as something belonging to him, even though he had treated her as such and though she had felt herself to be his chattel during the past two hours.
But she could not resent even that now. She was not so certain that she wished to do so. She could only sigh- and avoid his eyes-and when he raised his lips again- stoop down to kiss him very softly and tenderly.
“And now you can tell me how unspeakably terrible it all was!” he bade her.
“Terrible! Terrible… not terrible?” she breathed. “It was-you know how I found it-the most wonderful thing I have ever done. I can't hide the fact-so why should I try to deny it? You say I did it nicely… but you must know that I'd sooner die than do it with anyone but you!”
“But-my precious-and estimable and charming little lady,” he smiled. “I think that you were born to perform this very delightful act-it merely chanced that I was the fortunate man to discover the fact.”
“But if you should happen to be in the presence of some other stalwart and naked virility-and if you do not feel the intense longing to take it in your mouth- then you may come back to me and say once more that you love only-my prick.”
But she was so visibly distressed by his mocking words that he felt impelled to desist.
He had placed her astride his bare thigh, which was now stripped almost to the knee by her efforts to reach as much of his flesh as possible while she sucked him off. And he had raised his shirt so that he might press the warm mounds of her naked breasts to his bare skin. Rose sighed repeatedly at the contact-and shivering, pressed his bare leg between her thighs.
Her agitated sex was warm and moist to his skin. Her own excitement, enhanced by all this, was almost pitiful. It gave her sufficient daring to fondle lightly the man who had mastered her, and of whom she stood in such oddly delightful dread. She rubbed her cheeks on the matted hair of his chest. She bent down in his surrounding arm to tickle the pit of his navel with the tips of her swelling breasts.
And all the time she kept casting surreptitious glances downward to where that instrument of sex which she had sucked hung massively down. Such was its bulk still, that she could hardly believe it was soft now. Her drooping hand ventured to touch it-and then, scared by having taken this sensual initiative without his permission, she cast a quick glance at his face to see if he was irate.
But he was smiling-and under that quizzical look she flushed anew and hid her face on his neck.
“It is not anything to be ashamed of, Rose,” he laughed, “that you are still vibrating with passion. I have had a relief which thrilled me-but you have had none except the joy which you experienced in sucking my prick.”
She shivered almost luxuriantly under his tormenting and brazenly reminding words. Perversely he continued: “If time permitted I would lay you on the table here and then compel you to relieve yourself with your finger before my eyes. And if your son were present I should offer him his mother's naked body-and he would fuck you till you really squealed with rapture and begged for my mercy…”
Dismayed and dumb with horror, the woman flared and shook with fear and desire intermingled at the horror of his suggestions.
“Even as it is I think you will have some relief if you obey me now. For I value you too much to let you suffer at the expense of your health. I realize what haunts and intrigues you-it is my prick… in its present state of repose. You are curious at its apparent softness and its bulk. Get down there for a moment-and take it again in your mouth.”
Kneeling down, she complied-and with evidence of real eagerness rather than compliance this time. The plump softness and whiteness of the drooping organ was thrilling and fascinating. She drew down on its shrunken head with ardent fervor, harboring within her red mouth much more of its length than she had managed to absorb on the previous occasion.
She tasted the great morsel-and adored it. Furtively she touched the great testicles-and fondled the soft yet firm shaft outside her clinging lips with caressing fingers. She sucked lightly-looking up at him for permission.
Suddenly she gurgled with surprise and pleasure. Inside her warm mouth the great head of his sex had uncapped itself as it swelled. It filled the rosy cavern in which it lay. Her lips were once more distended strainingly by its bulk. And the white shaft which her finger-tips still caressed was once more unbelievably expanded and hard.