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Subject: "Janie's Adventure" Part 2
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http://www.incesttabooo.com/jainie.html
Janie's Adventure
Part 2
She was unable to keep from sobbing. Her mind was in a
turmoil: part of her wanted to experience the new sensations,
but the other part still was trapped by her upbringing. Her
hands clenched the spread in fists of steel as she felt his mouth
sliding gently up and down her thigh, coming closer and closer to
her cunt with each cycle. Finally when his lips encased the
sensitive skin joining thigh to cunt, her mind broke.
"No! Damn it, NO!!!!" Her hands grabbed his hair and
forced his face up and away from her womanhood.
He sat up and shook his head sadly. "Oh Janie, what am I
to do with you? I warned you but you just won't listen. Come
with me. I know only one way to handle disobedient children." He
took her wrist and forced her to stand and follow him to the low
dressing table where he sat in the short stool. Since her head
was down, she couldn't help but notice that his cock was no
longer as rigid as it had been, hanging down at a forty-five
degree angle and swaying as he walked.
"Lie down, Janie. This is for your own good." She shook
her head from side to side as his features prismed through her
tears, but she obeyed, lying across his legs with her breasts
hanging on one side and her legs on the other.
She felt his hand caressing her buttocks and a strange
sensation caused her to flush with embarrassment. She hadn't
had a spanking since she was ten, and then it had been through
her slacks and panties. And now this man, this stranger, intended
to spank her bare bottom! Her hands went back to protect herself
as she felt a finger slide down the split between her cheeks,
tickling the dark rose bud in the depths of the channel.
"Move your hands, Janie. Put them at your side, or I'll
have to tie them with rope."
Faced with the option, she chose to obey, her hands moving
hesitantly back to hang down next to her breasts. "Touch your
own nipples. Pinch on them and get yourself excited." His voice
commanded her, and she had to obey. Slowly her fingers rose and
encased the protrusions as she started to pull and twist them,
the sensations radiating straight to her pussy.
"Owwwww!" His hand smacked her right cheek with force and
she felt the burning sensation as it felt like she was on a hot
stove. Before she could react she felt another slap on the left
cheek, the fingers curling slightly into the crack as the force
of the spanking caused her flesh to bulge out with the blow. As
the tears flowed afresh, she felt his hand again caressing and
smoothing her tortured flesh, his touch taking the worst of the
sting out and causing some small excitement in the pit of her
stomach.
After ten smacks to each cheek, she felt something poking
at her stomach as she squirmed on his lap, no longer trying to
escape, but unable to remain still as the redness of her cheeks
revealed the pain of her punishment. Her hand slipped off her
nipple and eased under her body to find his cock lying under her
tummy, the engorgement causing rigidity. She lightly let her
fingers caress his shaft as she felt a coolness on her butt.
Looking over her shoulder, she saw him squeezing a bottle of
lotion on her skin, the white lines tracing randomly over the
redness of her ass. As she watched, his hand smoothed the lotion
into the tortured flesh, causing it to gleam and shine as it
soothed the hurt away.
She heard her own sobs catch in her throat as the twin
sensations of the residual heat and the cooling smoothness of
the lotion caused her to begin to become more and more excited,
her fingers now trying to grasp and stroke his proud manhood that
was so prominent against her soft belly.
"Stand up!" She let his cock go as she pushed herself to a
kneeling position next to him, struggling to her feet as
commanded. "Now, young lady, have you learned your lesson? Or do
I have to spank you some more?"
As she sniffled, she shook her head from side to side. "No
sir. Please don't spank me any more. I promise to be good. Just
don't spank me again."
As he rose, he took the magnifying hand mirror in one hand
and Janie in the other as he led her back to the bed. As he
pulled the spread to the foot of the bed, he said, "Since you
seem to think you're ugly down there, let's take a look together
and see just how lovely you are." He forced her legs apart and
she let them remain wide as he adjusted the mirror so that she
was watching the reflection of her womanhood in the enlargement.
"Use your fingers to spread your lips wider, Janie." As she
complied, she watched the pinkness of her inner labia start to
emerge, looking for all the world like a flower budding in the
warmth of the spring sunshine. She was all pink and shiny,
moistness coating even the deepest recesses of her pussy. She
watched as if she were in another world as his finger entered the
picture to stroke and caress the soft inner lips, the tip
gleaming in the juices which coated it as it moved slowly up and
down, stroking and exciting her. She looked as his finger
approached the top of the valley, causing her lips to distort
around the white bud of hardness poking just barely from its
sheath.
"Ohhhhh!" His finger just barely stroked her sensitive
flesh as he let the tip of his digit slide wetly up into the
sparseness of her blond bush.
He took the mirror away as his head dropped to the hard
bone just above her cunt, his tongue playing in the blond
tendrils. "No, let me hold it! Let me hold it and watch as you
do it."
He smiled at her as he handed her the mirror, watching as
she spread her legs wider than before. "Wait," she said as she
grabbed each ankle and forced them behind her neck. "I used to
be a gymnast and I had to practice this all the time."
Now she was completely open and vulnerable to him. As his
lips descended on her tanned thigh, his lips open and his tongue
dancing on her skin, he watched her adjust the mirror so that
every action was reflected in magnification. His index fingers
slid beside her outer lips spreading her just a little more so
that there was almost an inch and a half gap between the
corrogated pink lips as he blew a sharp stream of air directly
into her moistness. Her moan of pleasure was music to his ears
as he moved to take the hard top bud in his lips.
Spreading his mouth wide, he encompassed half of her pussy
patch and several inches of her labia as his tongue flicked out
to lash her clit from side to side. As his lips closed slowly
her body began to strain upward, the mirror forgotten as she
concentrated on the feeling and forgetting the vision. When his
teeth closed gently on her clit she jerked as if hit with
electricity, her hips bucking upward like a bronco as she forced
her pelvis into him, his teeth clasping her involuntarily as the
surprise caused him to put more pressure than he had intended.
"Ohhhh G-----o------d!!!! Unhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh...don't
stop! Bite me harder!!!! YES!!! YES!!! Just like that!
Ohhhhhhh, no! Keep going! Keep going...keep going..." Her voice
trailed off as the spasms of the most powerful orgasm she had
ever felt wracked her lovely young body, her hips pistoning up
and down in her search for more and more pleasure. She wasn't
even conscious of her words, her whole being was focused in the
tiny bud of pleasure that felt like it was longer than her legs,
so sensitive was the sensation.
As she felt his teeth release her clit, she felt the
healing caress of his tongue as she became aware for the first
time that her entire crotch was wet, and she was fearful that she
had pissed in his face. As his tongue flicked the bud back and
forth, she felt another spasm start deep in her belly, her
muscles clenching and her hips thrusting again and again as waves
of pleasure washed back and forth like a neap tide pounding the
dunes into submission.
She had no idea how long she had been under his spell, but
she was suddenly aware that her hands were clasped in the dark
curls framing his face and that she had been pulling him into her
crotch with all her strength, her legs wrapped over his back. Now
embarrassed by her reactions, she relaxed her grip and he pulled
back, his mustache and chin coated with fluids, a smile beaming
up at her. She watched him rise and move to her side and she
watched his face come closer and closer to her own until she
could taste the sweetness on his lips. Her eyes stared wide open
as she tasted herself on him, realizing that the smell and taste
were not at all what she expected. Her hands gripped his face as
she moved him from side to side to allow her tongue to savor all
the juices as she licked him as clean as a cat cleans a bone.
He took her wrist and forced her hand down to her side, her
fingers curling around his strength as she felt his heat burning
into her hip. She felt him rise above her as she guided his rod
into the opening between her legs. As she looked between them
she suddenly felt fright at the massiveness of his manhood,
fearful that he would tear her apart.
"Guide me in, darling," he said as she felt him push closer
to her opening. She rubbed the covered head back and forth in
the moisture until he was coated with slickness for several
inches. Suddenly, almost with an audible pop, the head emerged
as the foreskin rolled back, unable to contain the enormous
shaft. As her fingers caressed his heart shaped organ, his hips
twitched with the pleasures, forcing the head to slip easily
inside her outer defenses.
She felt her body ease open to accommodate him, more and
more of his manhood sliding into her tightness as the muscles of
her cunt squeezed and relaxed in synchronism with his gentle
thrusts. As he went deeper and deeper into her secret place, she
felt as if she was stuffed, filled beyond the brim with cock, her
body slowly accommodating the invader as he reached depths never
before touched.
"Oh God, YES! Shove it all in me! I want to feel you all
the way. Fuck me, damn it. Fuck me nowwwwwwwww ahhhhhhhhh!" Her
voice trailed off in a higher key as he hunched his back and
drove the last few inches into her warmth, the force of his
movement causing her cervix to shift as she tried to hold him
within. "Wait! Don't move. Let me get used to it," she panted,
suddenly out of breath like a long distance runner.
As she felt his stomach tense and release, the prick inside
her vagina twitched in response, and her own muscles clasped and
released as they began their own independent caresses. Before
she thought she was ready he began to stroke slowly up and down,
the emptiness as he retreated causing her to want more, the
filling as he returned bringing her into higher and higher
passion.
Without conscious thought on either part, suddenly he was
fucking her with long, hard, violent strokes, driving his
massiveness deep into her young body and causing her to twist and
buck as she met every thrust with one of her own.
"I'm gonna cum," she heard him say as she pulled his face
down to her own, her lips searching for his, her tongue telling
him of her love and passion as their bodies became as one, his
fluids blasting out into her cavern and filling her with his
love. She felt every spurt, every spasm as his cock jumped with
the pleasures of his orgasm, and she felt her own cunt spasm in
return, the joy of her own cumming taking her breath until she
lay helplessly panting, her body limp as he continued to shove
his softening stick into her lubricated channel.
Finally he was sated, his body dropping beside her as his
muscles finally gave out, completely limp and helpless with his
own pleasures. Her fingers curled in the crisp hairs of his
chest, tracing the paths of sweat that trickled secretly through
the forest of his upper body, leading her to his manhood, now
lying limply along his thigh. As her fingers encircled the
softened flesh, she felt him jump and then lie still as she
massaged the fluids into his skin.
Rising on one elbow, she looked at him, gleaming in the
light from the dresser, and she felt very tender and loving.
Leaning down, she took his head into her mouth, laving the
pinkness with her tongue, tasting the combination of their love
offerings. As her pallet became more and more accustomed to the
taste, she let her tongue slide down the side of his cock,
drawing more and more of the banquet into her mouth and quenching
her thirst. When she pursed her lips and began to vacuum along
the side of his shaft, she felt the jerk and spasm as he began to
rise, stretching out and finally flopping against the firm skin
of his belly, now nearly revived and ready for more.
She looked up at him, tenderness in her eyes as she rose
above him, her legs spreading wide as she spanned his body, her
tender cunt lips sliding back and forth over the steely rod that
protruded from his groin, coating him with the overflow fluids
from their first coupling. Without a word, she rose up and
inserted him into her cunt, now more open and ready to
accommodate his size. As she felt him slide inside her mystery,
his fingers began to touch and pinch her breasts, her nipples now
so hard that she felt an ache as he caressed the whiteness, his
fingers approaching but not touching the darker circles which
capped the firm orbs like a cherry on a sundae. When she felt
his fingers finally grasp her throbbing nipples, she felt the
automatic response of her inner muscles banding around his shaft,
constricting his movements only slightly as her pelvis continued
to post up and down.
Leaning over, she kissed him, her lips barely brushing his
as she let her tongue flick out at him, giggling as he tried to
capture the fleeting moment with his mouth. She felt the
swelling as his balls again began to rise, preparing to empty
their offering into her sweetness. His hips rose, driving
himself deeper into her hidden garden as she suddenly rose
completely off of him, leaving him fucking at empty air.
Twirling, she grasped him in both hands and brought his
head to her lips as she suckled the lifeblood from his body,
streams of white viscuous fluids coating her lips and teeth as he
came time and time again. His moans of pleasure filled her ears
as she carefully took the entire head into her mouth and vacuumed
the last of his love juices from deep within his body, sucking
the last of his offering into her mouth.
When he was finally quiet, his body still and soft, she
rose up and leaned over to kiss him, watching his eyes fly open
with surprise as she let the pent up cum slide into his mouth,
her tongue coated with the fluids washing back and forth over his
own.
Reaching to the foot of the bed, she pulled the spread up
and covered both of their sweaty bodies, not even bothering with
the light on the dresser.
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