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Date: Mon, 17 Jan 2000 22:10:05 -0500
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##### WARNING #####
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Two Views
My vision is totally blacked out down here below the covers. I
coundn'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 back 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.
***************
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.
***************
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.
***************
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?
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