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Janie's Adventure 3
"I've never done that before." Her voice was small and
quiet as she nestled in his arms, the residue from his orgasm
lingering in her mouth and nostrils.
"Done what, darling? Surely you aren't a virgin?"
"No, I mean with my mouth like that."
"You mean no one ever came in your mouth before?"
"That too. No, I mean I haven't ever used my mouth on...on
a penis before."
"Why did you do it if you hadn't ever done it before?"
"Well, like...you know...all the girls talk about how their
boyfriends want them to do it and all. And, like some of the
girls just do that and never...never...you know, like make love
or anything. And since you made me feel so good, I wanted to do
something that would make you feel good in return. So, when I
felt you starting to cum, I just decided to try. Did I do it
right?"
"When you sucked the cum from my balls after I came, it
felt like you were sucking my balls out of my body. God that
felt great! You really did it right...and left...and every which
a way.
"Did you like it?"
"Well, you know, like it wasn't as bad as I thought it
would be. It was kinda neat to give you so much pleasure, to
have you in my power sort of...yea, I kinda liked it...and the
taste wasn't as bad as I thought. Not something I'd want for
breakfast every day, but not too bad. Kinda, like, salty and
slippery like, you know, like an egg or something...you know?
"I can still taste it in fact. Could you like get me a
glass of water or something? I don't mind it, you know, but I
kinda think I would like to..."
His laughter cut her short. "Wait here, and I'll bring up
the rest of the daiquaries." When he returned with the blender,
she was already asleep, breathing evenly as she lay sprawled on
her back, her blond hair framing her beautiful young face. He
turned off the light and slipped under the spread next to her,
feeling her turn as he got in the bed.
* * *
Janie slept fitfully, not being used to having a body next
to her in the bed. She felt every twitch and move he made as he
slept beside her, exhausted from his day. While she lay curled
on her side, she let her finger continue to caress and stroke the
hidden bud at the top of her vagina, rolling the tip back and
forth gently, just enough to keep the edge up but not enough to
push her over the brink. Gad damn! she thought to herself. When
I came her I was nearly a virgin and now all I can think about is
S-E-X...prick and pussy...cock and cunt...fuck and suck... She
almost giggled as she realized that even her vocabulary was
changing. Words she thought but never used were in the forefront
of her brain now, the letters seeming to vibrate along with her
clit, that little buzzing organ that created so much pleasure.
She felt him turn behind her, his body spooning along her
back, his arm thrown carelessly over her waist as his legs
cupped and warmed the back of her thighs. But it was his cock
that created the most attention. It had hardened in his sleep
and now was pushing up along the crease of her buttocks and into
the small of her back, feeling like an iron pipe. Carefully she
reached her hand back, letting her fingers insinuate themselves
gently between the bodies until they just barely stroked his
erection, her fingers tickling the shaft as she reached higher
and higher, searching for the sensitive head. As she stroked
along his sex, her other finger was even more busy, stroking and
entering her own mystery, spreading the wetness up and down in
her sensitivity until she felt like she would drown in her own
juices.
She tilted her hips slightly so that she could pull his cock
perpendicular to his sleeping form, letting the massiveness form
a log between her thighs as it stroked along her womanhood, its
tip emerging from her belly like she had a cock of her own. Her
fingertips jointly stroked his glans and her clit as she slid
slightly away from him, letting the arrow shaped head glide back
in her softness until she could feel it just start to push inward
past the muscular ring that protected her innermost being.
Wriggling her hips slightly, she raised her left leg to give him
more access and she was rewarded when a good four inches slipped
easily into her cunt, pushing her softness aside and filling her
with his size. She heard a soft "Uhhhnhhh" from him as his hand
slid upward to cup and stoke her breast gently, cradling her
firmness in the palm of his hand while his fingers curled easily
around the base.
Aware that he was at least partially awake, she scooted
forward so that, as she tilted her hips again, he could slide
straight into her womanhood, buried to the balls in her wetness.
Hooking her left foot behind his knee, she began to gently rock
back and forth, feeling the head of his prick pushing against her
cervix with each motion, the foreskin peeling back to form a ring
that she could feel as a separate entity caressing the walls of
her cunt as she felt the involuntary contractions of her muscles
squeezing the blood into his prick, enlarging and strengthening
it even more.
Taking her right hand, slippery with the juices that flowed
from her cunt, she reached through her legs to touch and stroke
his scrotum, feeling the eggs beginning to rise as the bag
contracted. With her other hand she grasped his and drove it
into her tit, digging her fingernails into the back of his hand
in her passion. Almost in reflex of the pain he clasped her
nipple between thumb and finger and began to squeeze while
turning and twisting it, remembering her desire for rough
treatment earlier in the evening.
Driven by her passion, she was a whirlwind of motion, her
hips sawing back and forth as she impaled herself on his manhood,
forcing his prick deep inside as she whipped her pelvis back and
forth, teeth clenched as she searched for her orgasm. The
pleasureable pain from her nipple radiated straight to her clit
as her fingers began to stroke and pull on it directly,
stimulating it beyond belief as she creamed her orgasm, her
fluids gushing from her pussy and coating his balls with her
sweetness. She contracted...she soared...she was above her body
looking down and inward to see the gleaming head of his shaft
embedded deep in her bowels. Her body spasmed with pleasure, her
muscles grasping at the base of his shaft trying to draw out his
pleasures too, pulling him along to join in her nirvana.
As she felt herself coming down from the heights, she was
aware that he had relaxed his grip on the turgid erections as his
finger stroked and gently caressed the pain away. She could feel
him, still erect and still massive within her, as she began to
relax, and she was worried because he hadn't cum.
As she turned her head, he anticipate her thoughts. "Just
relax. It's okay. I don't have to cum every time. In fact, it
will probably make it easier in the morning if I don't cum now.
Just relax and try to go to sleep. If you want, I'll take him
out so you can move."
In response she put her hand on his ass and tried to pull
him closer, not wanting to lose the closeness she felt with him
inside her, a part of her, one being, one body, one thought. She
felt him relax as her leg came back down, her pussy clasping
tightly around his shaft as she tried to sleep, finally sated for
the time being.
* * *
Coffee! She smelled coffee and she stretched like a cat,
her lithe body coiling and uncoiling under the spread. Reaching
back, she started! He was gone. As she rolled over in near
panic he appeared at the door in a short robe carrying a tray
with two cups of coffee. "Good morning, lovely lady. I see you
finally got some sleep. I didn't know how you took your coffee,
so I brought cream, sugar, and Equal."
As she sat up in bed, instinctively she pulled the spread
up under her arms, covering her breasts as she reached for her
coffee. As he sat on the bed with one leg bent, she looked under
the short robe and saw his prick lying along the sheet. Blushing,
she looked at him, his eyes twinkling as he smiled, "See anything
that interests you?"
She looked down at her coffee, too confused to know how to
answer his question. Hell yes she saw something that interested
her. And she wanted it right inside her right now. As she looked
up from beneath lowered lashes, she saw his hand moving toward
the spread, taking the hem and pulling it gently from her.
Lifting her arms slightly, the spread slip to her lap, baring her
tits to his intent gaze. "You know, I really didn't get much of
a chance to really look at you last night. Guess I was too intent
on touching and making love. But you really do have fantastic
tits. I love the way your nipples poke upward a little, sort of
like a puppy's nose." His fingers traced the swelling of the
underside of her breast as he felt her weight, her firmness, and
her heat.
"Does it feel good when I touch you like this? You're so
soft and yet so hard at the same time. And your nipples are
getting harder, aren't they. Look at them. See how hard they
are. See. I can just barely get them to bend at all."
By this time her mouth was open and her breath was coming in
shallow pants, her entire concentration on the fingers that were
touching her breast, caressing her nipple, stroking her and
pleasuring her with his touch. Shyly she looked at him, "Would
you do it to me again?"
"Do what, Janie?"
"You know. Kiss me like you did last night."
"Kiss you? Kiss you where? On your lips? Your ear?
Where do you want me to kiss you, Janie."
"Like, between my legs." It was so soft that it was nearly a
whisper.
"Where between your legs? On your thigh? You need to be
more explicit, Janie."
"Oh GOD! On my pussy. I want you to kiss my pussy again."
"Does the word 'pussy' embarrass you Janie?"
"God yes! I never say that word except to other girls and
even then I don't say it too often."
"Well, if you want me to kiss it, you are going to have to
shave it so that I can see it better. Would you let me shave
your pussy Janie?"
"Oh no! I've never shaved it. I'd look like a kid again
if you shaved me down there. Please don't make me shave it."
"Okay, I'll tell you what. Why don't we have breakfast and
then see what happens."
"All I have is my bikini, and that would feel funny to be
sitting at the breakfast table in my bikini."
"Why not let me dress you? Will you wear what I find for
you?"
At the nod of her head he rose and went to his dresser and
searched in a drawer for a few seconds. Turning, he went to a
door and unlocked it, opening it to Janie's surprised gasp.
Inside were all sorts of leather outfits, whips, chains, and
dildos, standing on the shelves and hanging from the walls. He
reached in and brought her a velvet bag, dropping it in her lap
as her returned to the closet, sure that she would comply with
his unspoken command.
When she opened the bag she found white leather worked with
gold studs and thin gold chains. Taking it from the soft
material, she identified a bra and garter belt, but no panties
or anything else. She watched him walking back with a pair of
black stockings in his hand, the end of his prick starting to
emerge under the short hem of his robe. Taking the hose, she
gracefully slid one foot into the thin material and slid it up
the ivory columns of her legs, her hands massaging the soft skin
as she smoothed the dark silk.
As she started to enclose the other leg, she watched his
eyes locked at the base of her stomach, so she put the leg high
in the air, opening herself to his gaze as she rolled the sexy
black stocking down toward the pink lips that had started to
re-emerge between her thighs. Clasping the white belt around her
waist, she rose and began to clip the straps to the darker tops
when she became aware that he was barely breathing. Holding one
strap out, she said, "Would you like to do this one?"
His touch was nearly electric as his fingers brushed
against the taut skin of her leg as he slipped the clip under the
reinforced top. She dropped her hands to her side as she felt and
watched him complete his task, his fingers smoothing and
straightening the sensual garment as each strap was attached. She
leaned over and picked up the remaining white leather garment and
circled her stomach, hooking it in front and twisting it so the
hook was in the back. As she pulled it up, she was aware of the
suppleness and strength in the leather, its shiny white surface
reflecting the sunlight streaming through the windows. When the
bra was in place, she tried to cover her nipples with the cup
before realizing that this was only a shelf bra and that her
nipples lay bare and exposed as if they were on a serving tray.
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As she realized the effect that her attire had on him, she
reached up to each nipple and began to pull it to greater
attention and turgidity, licking her finger tips and stroking the
wetness into the dark flesh, making it gleam along with the white
leather.
"I...like...I feel like a whore, you know. Like, you know,
like somebody that..."
"Go into the bathroom and wash off your makeup. When you
get back, I'll see if I can fix it for you."
As she stood at the sink, she couldn't help but look at
herself in the mirror. The white leather was really sexy, and
she loved the way the stockings looked on her legs, her hips were
thrust forward so that her pelvis was in front, drawing attention
that bounced from her nipples to her pubic patch. She scrubbed
her face, giving it a rosy, healthy glow as she pulled her hair
back into a pony tail and fastened it with a band she found in
the drawer.
Walking back into the room, she was aware of his eyes on
her, just as they had been when she walked in last night. But
now there were no bands of black to hide her nakedness. She felt
her nipples tightening and lenghtening and she instinctively
covered her breasts and crotch with her hands before realizing
that he had seen even more last night. As she walked to him, she
held her head proudly, secure in the knowledge that she was
desireable and sensual, especially in the sexy white leather.
He was holding a simple sun dress with a sweetheart
neckline which he handed her without comment. She stepped into
the dress and turned so he could pull the zipper. When she
turned again, she looked down and saw that the dress was cut very
demurely. While her chest was bare, the neckline was far above
her cleavage and the wide shoulder straps hid the white leather
of the bra completely. Spying her mules beside the chair, she
stepped into them and then twirled for him, the skirt flaring
outward slightly and exposing her knees and a few inches of
thigh.
"Now you see. From outward appearances you are a very
pretty young woman, but underneath, both of us know that you are
a whore wearing whore's clothes and ready to fuck and suck like a
whore."
She blushed, not totally displeased with his words. "What
are you going to wear?"
His answer was to untie the robe, dropping it to the carpet
and letting his massive cock stand proudly outward. He reached
down and stroked the shaft, pulling the loose skin from the head
as he watched her eyes watching his hand. He turned and went
back to the closet. She watched as he circled his waist with a
belt of some kind and donned a black leather vest with shiny
silver studs set along the edges. When he turned back she gasped
audibly. His cock and balls were encased in a black leather sock
that looked like the old time signs of a hand pointing
directions.
* * *
After breakfast, she rose and took the plates and put them
in the sink, returning to the table where she sat in his lap.
As her lips caressed his ear, she whispered, "Now are you going
to eat me?"
"Let's go back upstairs and shave that little pussy of
yours, shall we?" And this time she was afraid to refuse. As she
stripped off the dress and skimpy underwear, she steeled her mind
to let him do what he wanted. She didn't want another spanking,
but she wasn't ready to let him go until he had licked her and
fucked her again. Her cunt was slightly sore but she felt a
loneliness, an emptyness inside her that only his cock could
fill. And she would not leave until she had been filled!
He led her to the bath where he had already filled the
sunken tub with warm, scented water. He stepped in first and
helped her to descend. As she bent her knees, the water rose to
her neck as she sat between his legs on the side of the tub, the
sweet smell of flowers wafting upward in the steam. When he
reached out a pushed a button, she felt the bubbles caressing her
body like thousands of little fingers, each bubble stimulating a
different part of her until she was a quivering mass of want, her
nipples and clit now so hard they nearly ached with desire.
She felt his hands slide under her thighs as he lifted and
turned her so that her cunt was directly in front of the main
stream, its force bending the tender lips of her cunt as she felt
it push into her hidden womanhood. As she lay back in his arms,
suddenly the stream hit her clit directly, the force of the
bubbles on that sensitive bud driving her over the top as she
spasmed and moaned her pleasure. She felt his fingers spreading
her lips as the stream drove deeper into the recesses of her
desire, bringing her to another, higher plateau that burst with
starshells in front of her eyes.
She slowly became aware that she was in his lap again, the
bubble stream blowing past her knees. Turning her head, she
kissed him, thanking him for her pleasures. "I felt like the
scrubbing bubbles had me. You know the ones? The ones that run
all over the tub with the brushes churning the dirt away? It
felt like billions of those all over my cunt when you did that."
He helped her to climb out of the tub, and showed her how to
recline on the carpet with her legs dangling into the warm water.
Reaching behind, he took a can and sprayed her pussy with soapy
lather, rubbing it in with his fingers as he stroked her gently
along the sides of her cunt lips, carefully avoiding the
sensitive inner lips.
She waited for him to start to shave her, but he just kept
rubbing the gel into her cunt, his fingers gently pulling on the
hairs as if he was reluctant to shave them. She could feel her
lips swelling with desire, growing out from their hidden recess
to punctuate the whiteness with their redness.
Finally she felt him move away and reach for a box of
tissues. Taking a tissue, he grasped her hair and pulled gently,
coming away with a whole clump of her pubic covering. Sighing,
she lay back and concentrated on the sensations of the gentle
tugging and occasional sharp pain as a hair not completed
depilated was pulled free. When he had worked his way completely
between her legs and approaching her ass, she felt a rougher
texture on her skin, and she raised up to watch.
He had a towel in his hands and was scrubbing her skin to
remove the last few tendrils of her maiden hair, leaving her
pussy bare and pink from the abrasion.
When he was finished, he handed her a magnifying mirror so
that she could see herself, baby bare and smooth, naked as a
young girl but with the desires and development of a woman. As
he soothed baby oil into the naked area of her cunt, she felt the
heat rising again, and she watched as the nearly white bud poked
out at the top of her slit. As he pushed her back to a fully
reclining position, she sighed with pleasure as she felt his
hands spreading her thighs even further as he bent to let his
tongue flick quickly across the whole front of her crotch,
tasting the scented oil he had spread earlier.
As she watched in the mirror, his fingers spread her lips,
opening her vulnerable innermost softness to him. She jumped as
she felt his tongue start to flick up and down in the pinkness,
drawing the wetness from her cunt up and across the tender lips
and clit. She pulled her legs even further back, making her hole
like a well, weeping its sweetness to his mouth as he tried to
fuck his tongue deep inside her lovliness.
"Put your legs behind your head again, darling, and let me
see you completely open and vulnerable."
She dropped the mirror and grabbed a handful of hair,
forcing his mouth into her cunt, grinding it back and forth in
her pleasure. She became aware of a new sensation. His finger
was in her ass, gently pushing back and forth and creating a new
desire and a new feeling as her puckered anus accepted the new
intruder. She shut her eyes and concentrated on her cunt and
ass, feeling each and every taste bud as it twitched across her
clit, each whorl of his fingertip as it twisted in her ass.
She screamed. His teeth found her clit and grazed it as
his finger drove its entire length past the resisting spincter.
Her body shook and twisted, searching for more and trying to
evade at the same time. She could hear the slurping as he sucked
her essence from the depths, quenching his own thirst at her
spring of love. As she started to relax, he forced two fingers
into her cunt, the force of the fingers squishing out more love
juice to run down her ass and drip into the carpet. She screamed
again. All she could think of was her cunt. Her entire
existence was wrapped up in that fount of womanhood. She thought
she would lose her mind as the pressures of his fingers brought
her to one peak after another, punctuated with the staccato
pressures of his tongue on her clit.
* * *
Later, when they returned to the master bedroom, she walked
to the bed and lay down, inviting him to join her and put his
cock in her body. "Please fuck me. I want to feel you inside me
again like last night."
"I want you to do something for me, Janie. You said you
were a gymnast. I have always wanted a gymnast to do a split
right over my cock and slide down my pole until I was completely
buried in her. Would you do that for me? Would you do a split on
my cock?"
Her eyes brightened. She knew she could give him something
new, something he hadn't had before. She rose and walked to
where he was lying in the middle of the floor, holding his
massive prick like a flagpole, a faint drop of moisture emerging
from the slit in the pink head. As she straddled him, she
reached down to spread her pussy lips, opening herself to him,
letting him see the beauty of her cunt as she let her feet glide
to the sides, slowly dropping toward his spear.
With practiced muscular control, she paused when she was
only an inch from the head of his cock and waited. "Please,
Janie, please don't stop now."
She smiled as she let herself descend a few more inches,
until the heated rod was poking at her defenses, the juice from
her opening dribbling down the side of his cock as she opened
even further, feeling the start of the spreading, stuffing
feeling which she remembered with passionate desire.
She dropped an inch and waited, watching his eyes close with
pleasure. Rocking slightly, she wriggled back and forth a
little to lubricate his shaft a little more as she completed her
impalement, her crotch smashing into his as she felt him nearly
to her throat, completely and totally within her cunt, her crevix
being pushed upward by the head of his cock.
"Oh GOD! That feel so wonderful...just like I thought it
would." She could feel the spasms as he clinched and relaxed the
muscles in his crotch, his cock jumping inside her as he did.
Putting her hands beside his shoulders, she leaned forward and
kissed him, her tongue fucking into his mouth just as he was
fucking into her pussy.
"Can you hold that position?" His words were muffled by her
tongue. As she nodded, she felt his hands on her hips, rocking
her back and forth an inch, then two inches, then finally
completely in and out, balancing herself on her feet and hands.
She never felt so full before as he drove himself into her
defenseless vagina, his massive prick shoving her walls aside
easily as he continued to fuck her.
Suddenly he jerked and shoved himself hard inside her cunt,
holding her in that postion as she felt spasm after spasm flood
her with his cum, the additional lubrication making it easier to
slide back and forth on his cock. She could feel his desire and
pleasure flowing into her body as she continued to suck his
tongue, trying to draw his pleasure into herself as she felt him
begin to fade, to lose the massive stiffness which had brought
her so much joy.
She pulled her feet beside her and got on her knees, rising
up and hearing him slop out of her with a juicy 'pop', his cock
slapping against his belly, glistening with the combination of
their juices. As she looked between her legs, she saw his cum,
white and stringy, dripping from her hole onto his crotch, making
a trail of stickyness across the muscular expanse. She clenched
her muscles and was rewarded with a renewed flow of cum, mixed
with her own, that rained down on him. By twisting slightly, a
large dollop landed right on the head of his cock, causing it to
twitch with pleasure as he watched what she was doing.
Exhausted, she collapsed on his chest, feeling his arms go
around her to enfold her in his warmth. Looking up at him, she
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