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The Tongue Lover

By J. B. Mast



Samantha Bush and Selena Craven were New Yorkers.  They were employed part
time by OnCall Deliveries, Inc. though neither had ever met until the evening
of June10, 1997. 

The president of OnCall Deliveries, a man named Clarence Oaktree, had phoned
Samantha and Selena from his world headquarters, a 12 by 16 foot office on
the sixth floor of a warehouse in East Village, with a special order from a
customer.  

He managed the business with a telephone.  He had made arrangements with one
hundred and forty three men and women who satisfied the needs of fetishists
on call.  

When some man wanted to dress up in a diaper and needed someone to take it
off and spank him for being a bad boy, Oaktree had one of his employees
deliver.  If you were a woman with a special need for a Golden Retriever with
a hardon, OnCall could provide your satisfaction with discretion.  If you
wanted a man to peep in your bedroom window while you were having sex with
someone inside, Oaktree could make it happen.  

And keep it absolutely confidential.  His clients were socially prominent and
had conquered the worlds of business, politics and industry.  Oaktree took
care of the forbidden cravings they couldn't find without him.  He had men
and women listed in his telephone register who could satisfy even the most
bizarre requests.  

He of his other employees had the qualifications to make this special
delivery except Samantha Bush and Selena Craven.  

When they each asked why, Oaktree gave them the same answer.  "You both
happen to have tongues about  five inches long and that's this guy's special
interest.  

"His name is Stern.  He's in room 343 at The Carleton on the upper East Side.
 Very classy.  Stern is the CEO of a national company and money is not his
problem.  Very wealthy.  He lives in Rye.  He's a very sophisticated, well
connected man.  He's in the city for tonight and he just happens to prefer
girls with very long tongues.  And tonight all three of you will be doing
something for the first time.  A three-way.  

"He's never done one with two girls with your special attraction.  I know you
girls have never even met before.  That's the way I normally like to keep it,
you know that.  None of my employees even know who else works for me.  

"I'm making an exception in this case because Stern is an old friend and I
know I can also trust you two girls.  

"Besides, I think you'll all like each other.  It also pays each of you $1500
for an hour.  He's already covered the payment with me.  If you're in, knock
on his door at the Carleton at eight pm, sharp and call me when you're
finished."   

Selena and Samantha walked into the elevator off the lobby of the Carleton at
precisely 7:58 pm.  They exchanged glances but said nothing.  Samantha
watched Selena push the button for the third floor.  As the elevator began to
rise, she asked Selena, "Are you going to room 343 by any chance?"  

Selena smiled and said, "You must be Samantha!"  

Samantha's eyes brightened as she grinned and reached out to pat Selena's
shoulder.   "Welcome to the party."  

They walked to room 343 and Selena knocked at exactly 8:00 pm.   A man's
voice answered from inside.

"Please come in.  The door's open."

Mr. Stern rose from his chair and shook hands with both the girls.  He wore a
smoking jacket and nothing else.  "Good evening and welcome.  Please just
call me Stern.  I have some excellent champagne opened here.  Will you join
me?"  

As he poured the Christallis into flutes, he said, "Well, now, suppose we all
introduce ourselves." 

Selena took a sip of champagne and said, "I'm Selena.  I'm five seven and
weigh 115 pounds.  I grew up in Poughkeepsie.  I live in the Village."  

"Wonderful.  Selena, may I say, you are lovely.  Just lovely," Stern smiled.
"And you, my dear?" he said, looking at Samantha.  

"I'm from Long Island originally.  I graduated from Cooperstown in fashion.
 I live on the West Side.  I'm five eight and weigh 125."  

Stern said, "I couldn't have hoped for more beautiful companions for the
evening.  Perhaps we'd be more comfortable if we all got out of these
clothes, si vous plait?" 

He stood up and took off his smoking jacket and turned around to show them
his body.  He was 41 years old and had taken good care of himself.  His body
was not overly muscular but he was lean and trim.  His hair had distinctive
touches of gray at the temples.  His penis was very wide and long, but soft.
 He was not circumcised. 

"Now, you Selena," he said, "and as you disrobe, please give us your
measurements, if you don't mind."   

She tossed her blazer over a chair and began unbuttoning her silk blouse.
 "I'm 36-26-36 with a c cup."  She unhooked her bra to reveal her breasts.
 Her nipples were dark brown surrounded by wide pinkish tan aureolas.  They
crowned very firm, curvaceous breasts.  Her body was taught, long, lean legs,
the body of an athlete.  Her straight raven hair fell to the middle of her
back, dark and shining.  She wore black thong bikini panties.  She sat down
to pull them off and as she pulled them away from her pussy, Stern inhaled
deeply.  Her pubic hair was shaved, save a small patch just at the top of her
vagina.  It was trimmed into the shape of a valentine heart.  

"I'm a personal trainer and do some modeling--for fitness spas and exercise
equipment photo shoots."  

Stern admired her body and said, "I love your shaved pussy, high cheek bones
and your outstanding breasts."   He turned to Samantha and said, "Isn't she
beautiful?"  

"Definitely. Working out has its benefits."  

Stern leaned back in his chair and his penis was no longer soft.  He lifted
his cock and balls and said, "See what you've done to me already, Selena?"
 The head of his cock was swelling, beginning to crawl out from inside his
sheath.  

He held it up towards Samantha and said, "My cock only has one eye but it
doesn't miss a thing.  Let's see how it reacts to your naked body, Samantha.
 Selena, would you be so kind as to help her out of that dress?''

Selena obeyed.  She unfastened the back of Samantha's red cocktail dress and
raised it over her head and upstretched arms.  

Samantha wore no slip or bra.  There was no an extra ounce of fat on her body
but it was fuller and slightly softer and more curvaceous than Selena's.  Her
bosoms were large with light pink nipples, growing out of very small coronas.
 

The hair on her pussy was just as blonde as the stylishly coiffed hair on her
head.  But her pubic moss was thin and very light.  Unlike most women, it did
not hide the labia and the lines of her vagina from sight.  Her venus mound
was curved up off her pelvis, pushing her clitoris forward.  You could see
the very tip of it, just at the top of her vagina. Stern could hardly take
his eyes off it.  He began petting his growing penis.

Samantha finished her routine.  "I'm a 38d, 26 waist, 37 inch hips," she
reported.  "I work in human resources."  

"You are a human resource.  And you have a delicious looking pussy, Samantha.
 Delicious, wouldn't you agree, Selena?" 

"I've never seen a pussy as round and full as yours, Samantha.  It's
gorgeous."  

Stern said. "Would you mind coming over here and showing a little more of it
to me?  Stand here in front of my chair and put one leg on the arm of my
chair."  

Samantha complied.  She raised her long naked leg up to rest her foot on the
chair where Stern sat.  Her pussy was only inches from his face now.  And
Stern's cock was now fully extended. 

"My cock here is ten inches long when it's hard.  And I want to thank you for
bringing it to full attention."  He moved his nose closer to her pussy and
breathed deeply as he gave his long prick a few rapid strokes.  Then, almost
forcing himself, he stopped.  He asked her to return to her chair.  

"Ordinarily, this would be paradise for me, just looking at your beautiful
bodies, perhaps some fucking and sucking.  But that would be ordinary.  You
two lovely ladies were sent to me because of one exceptional feature, one you
both share and one that few other women possess. Your amazing long tongues.
 I've tortured myself far too long.  Show me your tongues."  

He grabbed his cock with both hands now.   "Oh, show them to me, please, both
of you, now, right this moment."  

He began stroking his cock faster.  He got up and jacked it nearer to them.
 "Stick them out for me!"

Selena and Samantha opened their mouths and shot out their long tongues.  

He stopped jacking off and stood transfixed, hardly able to comprehend what
he was seeing.  His cock was standing straight up the side of his belly,
pointing to the ceiling without so much as a hand from Stern.    

Samantha and Selena both had five inch long tongues, only an inch shorter
than the average male's penis when fully erect. 

Selena's was bright pink, thinner than Samantha's which was thicker and
rounder in circumference.  They were pointing their tongues straight out,
jutting from between the full red lips that encircled them.  Samantha's
tongue was darker in color than Selena's, a deeper red, rounder on the tip.
 The tongues stood there, shining.  The end of Selena's tongue came to a
sharp point and as she held it out, its tip started gyrating in tiny circles,
quivering. 

The sight of the tongues astonished Stern.  "Oh, my God, they're like
erections.  Like you have hardon pricks growing out of your mouths!"  

Selena and Samantha withdrew their tongues back inside their mouths. Samantha
motioned toward Stern's ten inch prick and said, "You've got a pretty long
dick there, yourself, Stern."  

Stern held his balls with his left hand, ran the finger of his right along
the length of his enormous cock while he looked both women in the eyes. "I
want to see your tongues in action.  I want you to lick each other's cunts!"
  Stern's enthusiasm quickened. 

Selena said, "I thought this was supposed to be a three-way."  

"It will be, I assure you, but I want you two to start out by licking each
other's pussies with your long tongues.  Then I'll join you."

Selena and Samantha had not only admired each other's bodies as they
disrobed, they had been just as excited about each other's tongues as Stern. 
They put their arms around each other and kissed, deeply.  Their breasts were
pressing together, nipples to nipples and their breasts were so firm, they
didn't flatten out when they embraced;  they stood firm. 

Their arms moved across each other's backs and across their French curved
asses.   The two women, standing there kissing with mouths so wide open in
the soft, filtered light of hotel suite reminded Stern of a 15th Century
Dutch painting he had in a private room in his home.  

Salena and Samantha made small sucking sounds as they sucked each other's
tongues deeply into their throats.  Thier tongues were so long and thick,
their throats pulsed in and out each time the tongues chased in and out.  

When Stern saw Selena's pussy hair begin to moisten, he grabbed his testicles
and pulled down on them sharply.  "Ummm, it's so good," he murmured.

"But hurry.  Lay down on the bed and eat pussy!  Stern was rapidly abandoning
his gentlemanly decorum in favor of more gutteral argot.  "Show me your
pussies and tongues!!" he cried.  

With each command, Stern increased the speed of his hands on his long, hot
rod.  Intermittently he cupped its head with one hand and traced under the
ridge of its head with another.  He was oozing precum.  

The girls got on the bed with Samantha on her back and Selena on her elbows
and knees over her open, wet pussy.  Her vagina had wide labia in layers of
strawberry pink and violet that looked as much like a flower as any vagina
Stern had ever seen.  Her pussy juice was running down her mound and over her
raised anus, lubricating it, tantalizing this forbidden playground.  

"Do it.  Hurry,"  Stern said, stroking his huge shaft.  

The tongue kissing had elevated their sexual passion and Selena didn't
hesitate.  She opened her mouth and her five inch tongue snapped out,
standing firm and strong.  She plunged it into Samantha's pussy like a little
piston.  

Samantha moaned, "Oh, shit, oh, fuck that is so good."

Selena pulled her tongue out, raised up and looked at Samantha.  "Is it good,
sweetie.  It tastes like perfumed spices and saltwater sea breezes. You're so
soft and hot. Umm."   She lapped at her like a dog.  

"Oh, baby, don't stop.  More.  More."  Her legs writhed, high in the air.
 She lifted her pelvis to Selena's mouth, and pulled her pussy apart with
both hands to experience more of Selena's lizard tongue. Somehow Selena was
able to move her tongue in and out of Samantha's hungry, Earth Mother cunt
without moving her head up and down; the tongue seemed to move in and out on
its own, as if it were a snake.

Samantha began to enter a new zone.  She made unintelligible sounds.
 "Oholsldhdhddaaaaazzzzzeiiiieeeeee."  Her entire body bucked and jerked and
went out of control.  

When she began her orgasmic scream, Stern, was masturbating feverishly,
faster.   He began breathing deeply, approaching hyperventilation.  

He yelled, "Now, pull your tongue out of her pussy and both of you open your
mouths to me.  Stick out your tongues and lick my cock.  Hurry.  I can't last
long!" 

The women turned toward him and wrapped their tongues around Stern's extended
prick.  He watched as Selena's dark red enflamed tongue joined together with
Samantha's bright pink tongue around his pecker.  From Stern's vantage point,
it looked like a two stranded rope moving up and down and around his cock,
and sucking at the head, both in synch with the other, as if the same organ.
 Selena was massaging his balls and Samantha was teasing his anus with a
dancing finger, playing in precum.  

Stern could hardly speak as they sucked and licked.  All he could managed to
get out was, "Now open your mouths, pull in your tongues and open up for me.
I want to cum in your mouths and I want you to hold my gism so I can watch
you  play with it with your tongues.  Nowwww!!"  

They retrieved their tongues and both girls moved their tongues to Stern's
big, round anus.  While one licked from his balls to his asshole, the other
gently pushed the tip of her tongue inside Stern's pulsing gently entering
his pulsing asshole with the tip of her tongue.  Stern started cumming like
he'd never done before.  His cock simply erupted.  He pumped streams of his
white, frothy cum first powering it into Salena's mouth, splashing over her
red lips and down her neck, mixing with her perspiration.  

Then, holding his gigantic boner gun with both hand like some garden hose, he
swished it just outside Samantha's beckoning mouth.  Cum shots cascaded from
his jerking, quivering cock, one, two, three, four times, with powerful
spurts. 

He was screaming, rising up, a victory yell.  He was on his knees over their
mouths, pumping the last drops of liquid from his cock.  Then he collapsed on
the bed beside them and seemed to pass out. 

Samantha and Selena turned to each other, exhibiting their half open mouths
to each other, each overflowing with cum, bubbling over their lips.  

They closed their mouths to kiss each other, opening them enough to push
Stern's cum from one mouth to the other, propelled back and forth by their
slithering tongues.  

As they did this they were massaging each other's cunt with their hands and
fingers.  

Samantha swallowed her mouthful of sperm, swiped her lips with her serpentine
tongue with a smacking sound and looked at Selena.  "Selena, baby, you gave
me such an incredible orgasm, I want to do it for you.  It's your turn,
baby."  

Selena swallowed all the cum in her mouth and snaked her serpentine tongue
inside Samantha's ear to whisper,  "I can't think of anyone I want to tongue
fuck me more than you."  

Samantha got off the bed and laid down on her back on the floor.  "Your
athletic body turns me on.  I want to fuck you with my tongue.  Come here and
 squat down on my hard tongue.  I want your pussy to grab my tongue. Come
here."  

Selena stood directly over Samantha's head and her long, hard erect tongue.
 She squatted down as if doing an floor exercise, body held vertical, bending
only her knees so her pussy moved straight down over Samantha's cock-tongue.
 It squished as it entered her palpitating cunt.  

The smell of Samantha's and Selena's sex organs was overwhelming to them
both, driving them forward with a primordial force.    

Selena did five vertical squats on Samantha's face, five dives onto her rock
hard tongue; and with each thrust she pinched her nipples hard and stuck out
her long tongue for Samantha to see from below. 

"Oh, you sweet, scrumptious thing you.  Oh fuck me, woman.  Fuck me.  Tongue
me. Don't ever stop!! No!! Yes!! Now!!  Oh,ohhh!!" 

 Both of their faces were contorted in a transcendent sort of pain and
ecstasy.

Samantha had inserted three fingers into her own pussy and every time Selena
squatted down on her tongue, Samantha finger fucked herself.  She pinched her
clitoris with each of Selena's down thrusts, squeezing it like a little piece
of ripe fruit.   

On the sixth squat, they had a simultaneous orgasm.  They muffled their
screams with each other's panties in their mouths and that only lifted their
pleasure to another, even higher level.  They twitched and convulsed as if it
were one body with four arms, four legs, flailing beyond human control until
they finally spasmed a final time and fell into each other's arms.  

Stern was still unconscious as they dressed. 

 "Do you think he's all right, Selena?" 
 
As they shut the door to room 434 behind them and walked toward the elevator,
Samantha answered, "Have you ever known a guy who didn't want to go to sleep
after cumming?  I've never seen a guy cum like that in my life.  I'm not
surprised he passed out."  

Downstairs in the lobby, Selena found a phone and called Clarence Oaktree,
just as instructed.  It was 9:05 pm according to the clock in the hotel
lobby, right on time.  

"So, how did it go?  Everything all right?  How was Stern?" he asked.  

"Let's just say it was like he died and went to heaven."  




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