ALTERNATE EROTICA

Two Views

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This story was inspired by one badly timed yawn! The entire plot for this came to me in an instant!

Two Views (FM cons exib rom)

My vision is totally blacked out down here below the covers. I couldn't see a thing even if my head was not jammed hard between her legs, tongue on clitoris and nose in vagina. My arms are around her upper thighs and coming back up between them to hold her labia open as she lays on her back. I am on my side and making no attempt to move so that her hands can get to my hard cock more easily, for this is her part. I have been tickling, flicking, nibbling, licking, rubbing and generally nosing around her sex for about fifteen minutes now, slowly building her up, letting her back, then bringing her up again. This is the time, experience with my long term love tells me that any more and she will start to lose interest.
I move one finger of each hand slowly into her cunt, sliding them along the walls, while licking slightly more firmly over and around her little stiff clit. Immediately she braces her muscles and arches up a little against me. I grip her thighs more tightly with my arms and push her back down with my head and body as she twists her arm round and grips my cock in a simple fist. As always, she suddenly becomes extremely wet and her hips try futilely to thrust up at me. Quickly, I change my hands round so that one holds her cunt open from above while the other pushes up into it from below, the fingers bunched tightly together, except the little one which dangles below, its nail dragging innocently around her forbidden opening. I push her down hard on her pubic bone with the heel of the upper hand but now allow her legs to move freely as she starts to come. They clamp up viscously around my head and her hand does the same to my cock as I use my whole weight to keep her down. The hand in her cunt is pushed in as far as it will go without being painful enough to spoil it for her and she is coming hard. Two spasms try vainly to expel the hand, which I allow to slowly come out on the third and fourth as she gasps her way through the orgasm. As always the moment of release causes her to forget the rules of male physiology and she pulls my cock down when her arms lock to their orgasm position, but the pain is only momentary before she is coming back down and relaxing. She sighs contentedly and I know that I have once again made a good job of getting her off. For us Techies there is nothing like the satisfaction of a job well done.

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I am utterly ravished and satiated. Tonight I am Anna, the woman from the Victorian period drama I watched on TV earlier in the evening. James Basterby, an acquaintance of my brother, has finally taken my virtue, forcing me to endure his immoral will. If he knew of this my father would be horrified and I would surely be cast out and disinherited for entertaining a man of such lowly station. He would surely have Mr Basterby killed if he suspected my lack of consent to the liaison, something I could never condone, for he is such a handsome and dashing man. Indeed, I might find it hard to resist at all, should he try to repeat this scene. Thank God, he has not raped me, so no-one needs to know of this. I never realised that such pleasure could be obtained from my body as this cad has released tonight. Relaxing back into the soft bedding I allow the fantasy to wash away.

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Now it is my turn. As she reclines comfortably on her back I clamber over her, straddling her chest. I can vaguely see the outline of her pale skin, but not enough to make out any realistic detail. I start to wank myself off over her face. I can just make out the dark shadow of her mouth opening periodically, straining to get my cum in there. She loves this and I could not believe how enthusiastic she was about it when I first discovered her taste for it. She is such a submissive slut in bed, thriving on what some women would call humiliating and degrading, loving it when I use a little assertiveness, although she would never admit to it or, indeed, act that way outside the bedroom. She begins to play with my balls with her right hand, gently caressing, stroking and dragging her nails, moving back slowly across the perineum towards my anus where her nails dance across the ultra-sensitive skin. Her left arm is stretched down below me and I know she is bringing herself off again. Her self-induced orgasms are much more sedate affairs. I think that is because she does not have the self control to indulge in the long build up I give her. I feel her body tense below me as she gives a long, low sigh. Once again the shadow shows her mouth is strained wide open, begging to be filled. A nail scratches gently right across the center of my anus and the combination triggers me off. I lurch forward, supporting myself on the wall above the headboard with one hand, firing giant gobs of semen into her mouth and over her beautiful face with the other. God, I love her so much.

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Relief washes over me. I am convinced that one day he will do that without a condom on. He must be the only man in the world who gets off on having his arse tickled. Before I discovered that he used to spend ages wanking away over me. and I just want to go to sleep after I've come, but even I could not be that unfair as to flatly refuse to go on. The first time I rather selfishly did it to try to break his mood so he would lose interest and let me get to sleep, only to find it had the reverse effect! Now he comes in minutes, so it's not so bad. What I really can't understand is how he manages to ignore my yawning. I try really hard to suppress it, but you just can't, can you?

The End.

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