The Erotica of Al X : Doris - Episode 2
(MF Anal Oral FDom Toys)
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Summary: A woman continues to dominate her neighbor. She calls him to her house. After having him service her orally, she takes him to the bedroom and opens a drawer filled with her toys.
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The e-mail came with an attached video file and a three word subject: "View This Now." Suspecting a virus, I was hesitant to open it, but it was from my neighbor Doris and that file was labeled "YOUEATINGASS.AVI" I had to open it. I clicked on "VIEW" and seconds later a media player window opened and the video started.
There I was: on my knees licking a woman's ass. A woman who wasn't my wife. You couldn't see much of the woman - there was little to identify her - but I knew it was Doris. The week before she had seduced me (I guess that's the right word) into kneeling behind her to play with her ass. Then she began dominating me and I willingly submitted.
Doris. Loud and brash, chubby, unattractive, someone I never liked. And yet she found and exploited my submissive side. And she had filmed our encounter, and was now obviously holding it over me head.
Two hours later,I received a second e-mail from her: "When I order you to come, you will come to my house immediately." It was all confusing and a bit scary. I responded with a simple e-mail. "Yes. I will come."
Days pass. I almost forgot about it. Then, the following Monday night I was surfing the internet when her instant message popped up: "Come now."
My wife was watching TV. I made up a flimsy excuse - "I'm going to gas up the car" - and headed over to my neighbor's house. I felt guilty, but excited.
As I parked in the driveway, I saw the front door open. I climbed the steps and pushed the door fully open. Doris had walked to the kitchen and was talking on the phone. I closed the door and walked down the hallway. The house smelled of Italian cooking and cherry candles. A lite-FM station was playing on the radio.
Doris motioned for me to be quiet and continued talking on the phone. "I miss you, too, Hank," she said and it reminded me that he was on a business trip to New York City. Doris was at the kitchen island, a bottle of beer at her elbow. "And do you know what I miss most? Your fat cock!"
I stood at the kitchen doorway amazed to hear this! I had my hands at my side and stared at her. She had leaned over the island with her elbows on the counter. Her nightgown rose a bit and I could see her fat white thighs and her big ugly feet.
"Go ahead, take it out. Do you have it in your hand? I wish it was my hand on your cock..." As she started her phone sex with her husband, she turned to face me, then beckoned me to approach. I walked quietly across the kitchen. She returned to her phone conversation. "I'm just wearing a nightee and that black thong you bought me, the skimpy one, remember?"
When I got close to her she pointed to the ground and I knew what was expected of me. I knelt on the hard kitchen floor and waited. Seconds later I watched as she moved her ass close to my face. As she coaxed Hank to an orgasm, I lifted her nightie and licked her dimpled ass cheeks. I kissed and sucked at her fleshy globes, then pressed my nose into her butt crack. I rubbed my nose against the silky fabric of the thong, then pulled it aside so I could lick her asshole.
Doris gasped, but continued talking: "When you come home I'm going to let you cum in my mouth. Would you like that, Hank? To feel your hot spunk fill my mouth." She was pressing her ass into my face, trying to force my tongue deeper into her hole. "I have so many plans for when you come home!"
I sensed that he had cum on the other end of the conversation and that it was now his turn to talk her into an orgasm. She broke free from me and walked across the kitchen into the hallway that led to the bedroom. As I followed her, she told her husband: "I need a good fucking. Are you going to help me? .... I knew you would." She turned on a low-wattage light, pulled open a nightstand drawer, then plopped onto the bed.
"My pussy is so wet. My panties too!" She pushed the thong aside and flashed me her sex. "I'm laying down now and spreading my legs." As she did this she motioned for me, and I moved to the edge of the bed. "It's time for a big hard cock."
At first I thought she was going to let me have sex with her, but when she pointed to the open drawer, I realized what she wanted. I reached into a collection of sex toys and found a rubber penis-shaped dildo. I held it up to her and she nodded in approval. As I sat on the bed, she made herself comfortable, resting her back on a pile of pillows, spreading her legs even wider apart.
I placed the dildo between her legs, positioned the tip along her vaginal lips. She was wet already and I easily propped her lips open with the rubber object. I moved it lower and began to insert it inside her. Her vagina opened up and almost sucked the dildo inside, and she gasped as the first few inches disappeared inside her.
"Your cock is inside me now," she told Hank. "Tell me what you're going doing to me."
I watched as she closed her eyes. I began to slide the dildo in and out of her, and as I did she let out a series of moans, responding to both my actions and Hanks' phone-sex. Soon her breathing sped up, and her moans became more frequent. As she neared her orgasm she clasped her legs shut, tightening her thighs around my hand. I kept pushing the dildo in and out, until her orgasm subsided and she pushed my hand away.
She lay there with the dildo stuck inside her. She opened her legs slowly, like a flower in bloom, and thanked her husband. "God, that was great. I can't wait to see you on Saturday.... Yes, I will let you cum in my mouth; I promised you, didn't I."
A moment later they exchanged goodbyes. Doris clicked off the phone and tossed it on the bed. She just lay there for a moment, staring at me, before ordering me to undress: "Strip," she commanded, and she eyed me as I stood up and removed my clothes. I stood before her naked, my hands at my side. The room was still and quiet, I heard the ticking of the big clock on the wall behind me and distant traffic from the window.
"Turn around."
I turned so that my back was to her. It seemed like she made me stand there for hours.
"Face me."
I made another half-turn to face her. She reached down and slowly withdrew the dildo, and I could swear I hear a pop! as it exited her vaginal lips. I thought she would laugh - or at least smile - but there was a sternness in her expression now. She looked ... mean almost. And when she stared at me I tried to keep looking into her eyes, but she stared me down as if I were a whimpering dog.
She tossed the dildo onto the bed down by her feet, then issued another order: "Suck it."
I didn't mind. It was covered with her pussy juices and I wanted to taste her. I knelt on the bed and picked it up. I sniffed the object. It smelled rubbery, but there was also the musky scent of her sex. I was now on all fours and I lowered my face to begin licking the dildo. Doris taunted me in a cruel voice. "You cock-sucking faggot. Look at you lapping up that cock. Are you ready to suck a real cock? Are you?"
I didn't answer. Instead I focused on the dildo and soon placed my lips fully around it. My head began to bob up on down it, as I did I could feel Doris moving around on the bed. I felt her hand wrap around my cock and I was happy that she was going to get me off. She stoked me a few times, then stopped. She kept her hand gripped around me.
I then felt something cold and hard against my ass crack. "Let's see how the faggot likes to get ass fucked. Tell me you want it. Tell me."
Did I really desire this? I guess a part of me did. "I want it," I replied meekly.
"Want what? Tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck my ass."
And fuck it she did. She positioned the thin object at my asshole - I could feel something wet and sticking lubricating it - and then proceeded to twist and turn it, pressing it firmly so it pushed my hole open and began to enter me.
"Look at you, you disgusting faggot. A cock in your mouth and a cock in your ass. Are you happy a faggot?"
"Yes," I answered, and I resumed sucking the dildo.
"Of course you are. I can feel how happy you are." She tugged at my penis. "Sucking cocks gets you hard." She removed her hand from my penis and a few seconds later I felt a vibrating sensation in my ass - she had switched on her vibrator.
She returned her hand onto my ready-to-burst penis. I wanted her to stroke me, but she hesitated. "Do you want to cum?" She teased. When I pleaded for her to make me cum, she asked: "If I make you cum will you promise to always obey me."
"Yes."
"You'll do ANYTHING I Say."
I was too far gone to argue. "Yes. I'll do anything."
"Will you swallow your own cum?"
"Yes, of course." She had forced me to that on our first encounter.
"Will you swallow Hank's cum?"
I was in such a state of sexual need that I didn't really consider her request. I would have promised her anything. "Yes," I answered. "I'll swallow Hank's cum."
"Very well. You may cum." And with that her stroking began. There I was, sucking a rubber dildo, having my ass fucked by a vibrator, and having Doris use her hand to expertly rub me up and down. It didn't take long. I began to moving my hips, moving my cock in her hands. "You're like a dog humping my leg," Doris laughed.
And then it happened. The rush of the orgasm. Her grip tightened and I erupted in her hand. The feeling was intense. I filled her palm with cum. My ass felt like it was on fire. My mouth was getting sore from sucking.
When it was over, I let go of the dildo, and rested my head on the bed. Doris shut the vibrator off and pulled it out (and not as gently as I had hoped). Her hand remained gripped around my cock. It was full of cum and I knew I would be licking it up in a matter of moments. That I knew I could handle. But what worried me was the promise I had made to her: "Yes, I will swallow Hank's cum." Knowing Doris, and how she had controlled and dominated me thus far, I knew she would somehow make that a reality.
Written during May 2007 / Revised May 8, 2007
The author welcomes your comments and suggestions for future stories.
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