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The Perfect Lover. (part two)
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Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson.
He knew that her threat was no idle one. This woman, between
whose thighs his head remained, had whipped him on more than one
occasion because 'he was idle' and his efforts 'had lacked
enthusiasm', by which he presumed she meant his tongue had failed
to please her sufficiently!
Slowly the minutes ticked away. Christine's heavy breathing
gradually subsided. David remained solidly in erection. Some ten
inches of thickly-girthed manhood.
"Get up!" The command curt and callous.
David stood and saw Christine eyeing his weapon with lustful
appreciation. She got up from the couch and pointed back towards
it.
"Lie down there," she ordered.
Feeling his excitement mounting, David stretched out. It was a
long time since she had allowed him a 'fuck', and he now realised
that was her desire. Even if it was with her on top, he was to be
in possession of woman-flesh once more! She tossed her bra to the
floor before mounting him. The big melon breasts, with strong,
dark brown nipples, swung over his face. Brushed it even. Of
course, he dare not touch them without an order, but he risked
tonguing them. He was being straddled. He tensed as a hand got
hold of his hard root. This was it! Hot, wet sex lips slid back
and forth along his knob. Then Christine sank slowly down upon
him.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhh . . . ." she sighed happily as she felt the size
of him going right up into her. Her big soft buttocks settled on
David's flanks as she savoured him to the full.
"Aaaaahhhh . . . ." she sighed again. But there was no word of
appreciation. Of praise or approval. He was simply being used.
Rather like a living dildo.
"If you shoot before I give the word, I'll flog the hide off
you." said Christine callously. "Understood, sex-slave?"
"Yes, Ma'am," answered David, and gritted his teeth. This was not
going to be easy. This was not for his pleasure but for hers.
This was going to be a test of will and endurance, he realised.
For she had been a long time coming to her first orgasm. Was it
possible she would be even longer coming to the second? If so, he
was lost. He would never last.
Slowly at first, Christine began to ride him, her nails cutting
cruelly into his biceps. Her soft bottom bounced and bounced on
his hard flanks. He could feel her passage wet, warm and very
eager.
After about a minute, Christine was riding him considerably
faster . . . and grunting rather like a man selfishly taking his
pleasure upon a woman.
Faster yet . . .
David began to have hope.
Maybe it is my size that turns her on so fast, he thought. He was
blissfully ignorant of the possessive nature of Christine's
pleasure.
"Ooohh . . . hhhaaahhhh . . . ooohhhh . . . you . . . beast!"
panted Christine, her breasts now crashing to David's face.
He drank in the womanly scent of her; revelled in her lushness.
Some woman! And she was making no secret of the fact that she was
loving this 'fuck'!
Faster yet . . .
Thump . . thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . thump . . . thump!
Oh that curvaceous bouncing bottom!
"Beast . . . oooh . . . animal . . . HHHAAAHHH . . . OOOHHH . . .
what a cock . . . OOOHHHHHHH!" she moaned.
David realised that Christine, surprisingly, must be fast
approaching another climax. He must be ready. It would be as bad
not to unleash himself when ordered as to do so too soon. "It's
. . . . hhhaaaahhhh . . . it's all m-mine . . . it's . . . all
mine . . . HHHHAAAAHHHH . . . . OOOHHHHH . . . . . only mine!"
She was beginning to jerk and shudder uncontrollably.
Yes . . . she was coming alright.
David working himself to a peak also (and it wasn't difficult!)
awaited the word.
"Sh-shoot . . . you brute . . . sh-sh-shooooo . . . ooootttt!"
cried Christine in a high-pitched, almost girlish squeal.
David shot.
And shot . . .
And shot . . .
And shot . . .
With Christine squealing her joy even louder, whilst she
squirmed ecstatically down upon him.
I've given her what she wanted, thought David with intense
relief. I've satisfied her utterly. There was no way of denying
that she still needed his cock. What's more, he thought with a
faint, complacent little grin, I've had a fuck myself!
* * *
It need hardly be said that Christine showed no gratitude. She
gave no favours for favours done to her. Indeed, her third orgasm
was achieved while she sat on his face, making him 'lick out his
mess'.
While she remained squatted upon him she enjoyed her 'cigarette
after'. And before she climbed off, his penis was once again
locked back behind his balls.
It was several days before Christine wanted sex again. But
nevertheless David's head was frequently close to her sex, she
regularly made him spend hours beneath her skirts. Far more
frequently than usual she made him undress her for bed. Often
handing him her knickers without comment as she dismissed him
from her room.
She is telling me that, for all the pleasure I gave her, I am
still only a sex-slave, he thought as he pressed the scented
garment to his nostrils. Then, as David gritted his teeth and
endured the blazing pain of the strap biting into his manhood, he
comforted himself with the thought that he had seen and heard
'Madam' in complete abandon. No longer completely in control.
Indeed, quite out of control!
And, he suspected, he would see her in that state quite often in
the future.
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