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Subject: "Janie's Adventure" Part 2
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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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