Chapter 22 - Food Glorious Food

Lying there with his head turned to the side, only inches from
her leg he was most definitely perplexed.  He didn't understand
how her leg, her skin could be so fascinating.  After all it was
only a leg, wasn't it?  Of course it was different to his thick,
hairy, ugly legs.  Maybe that was it.  Maybe it was because her
legs were so smooth, so graceful, so delicate, like they were a
work of art or something.  Someone should use her as a model and
sculpt her legs, sculpt her whole body she was so perfect. 
Leaning forward his lips brushed the side of her thigh.  Nice. 
He was kissing the leg of the girl he loved.

Slowly lifting his head off the bed, he peeked over the top of
her thigh till her pubic hair came into view.  Wow, what a sight!
 Not coarse and thick like his hair, hers was fine, like strands
of silk.  He raised his head a fraction more till her mound and
the top of her slightly puffy pussy lips were revealed. 
Indescribable really.  He'd seen zillions of pictures in
magazines and on the internet but this, the overpowering reality
of her pussy was indescribable.  So much more beautiful than
anything he'd ever seen or imagined.

Of course the really great thing was that he didn't have to
imagine anymore.  It was real, she was real and anything he
wanted to do they could do.  They could make love, they could
fuck and suck as often as they wanted, anything.  After all she'd
just let him throat fuck her hadn't she?  Anything!  Even ...

"Hey, you had breakfast yet?"

Janet raised her head from the bed to find him smiling at her.

"Yeah."

"Oh.  I haven't."

"Oh, um sorry.  I didn't know.  Um, you want me to get you
something?  Want me to make you breakfast master?"

"Well, I thought I might eat here.  You know, breakfast in bed?"

"Okay."

"So you're okay with that?"

"Yes, of course.  Um, do you want me to get it for you?"

"Yeah.  Nah.  Well, yes.  Sorry, what I mean is you don't have to
go anywhere but I'd be great if you could, you know, like provide
breakfast if that's okay with you?"

"Provide?  I'm sorry, I don't understand mast ... ohhh!"

He'd buried his face between her legs, his tongue licking her
slit.  For a second she thought he must have changed his mind
about having breakfast but then she realised!  She was breakfast!
 She'd thought he was mad at her because she'd already had
breakfast but he wasn't cause he was going to eat her.  Eat her
pussy for breakfast.  Hee hee!  That was funny.  She tried
unsuccessfully to stifle her laugh.

As he licked back and forth, savouring the wonderful sweet taste
of her pussy Richard felt quite pleased with himself.  Especially
when she laughed at his lame joke.  Lifting his head from her
pussy he was even more pleased to see she was smiling at him.

"So, you don't mind being my breakfast?"

He expected her to say she liked it, or some such thing but she
didn't say anything.  Instead the smile slipped from her face and
she started to chew her bottom lip.  He knew this look.  She did
this when she was trying to decide something big or when there
was a problem but he couldn't see what he'd done wrong.  Then she
seemed to reach a decision and the smile returned.

"Nope."

She was moving, twisting around and repositioning her body across
the bed, her left leg lifting up in the air, travelling over his
head.  By the time she was settled again her legs were spread on
either side of his head, her feet pulled up to her bum, knees
apart as she propped herself on her elbows.  Her smile was
tentative now, as though she wasn't one hundred percent certain
she'd done the right thing.

"Um, breakfast ... breakfast is served."

If it wasn't that he'd come only a minute ago, Richard was pretty
sure he would have come again on the spot.  'Breakfast is
served!'  Fucking hell, he'd never imagined anyone ever saying
something like that to him and he couldn't remember ever read
something like that in any of his sex stories.  It was probably
the sexiest thing, she was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen,
heard, imagined, whatevered!

As for Janet she was having trouble believing she'd just done
what she'd did, let alone what she'd said.  Breakfast is served?
She could feel her face burning with embarrassment and to make it
worse, he hadn't reacted, hadn't said anything.  He was staring
at her with a sort of dumbfounded look on his face.  She dropped
her eyes down, convinced she'd just made a really big mistake and
he was going to get angry with her again.

It seemed to take forever before his brain was back in gear. 
Finally though he knew what how to respond to her amazing offer
and he moved, repositioning himself till he was squatting between
her legs, staring at her pussy.

"Hmm, breakfast sure looks totally yummy this morning.  Nope,
that's wrong, it's more than yummy, breakfast looks totally
beautiful."

Immense relief.  He was okay with what she'd done.  Of course she
would never have said something like that, let alone done what
she did if she wasn't his slave and had to do these things. 
Maybe she'd have thought of doing it but that definitely would
have been it.  But being a slave meant she had to do these
things, had to say them to keep him happy so it was good that
she'd done it.

When he slipped his arms under her thighs and pulled her lower
half up in the air, bringing her pussy off the bed and up to his
waiting mouth she couldn't hold in her surprised squeal.  Her
shoulders were now between his knees, her ankles over his
shoulders and she was looking up her body at him.  In this
position, half doubled over, she could see her pussy and she held
her breath as she watched his outstretched fingers moving till
they touched her pussy lips and he used them to spread her lips
apart, exposing her inside ... exposing her cunt ... her wet
cunt!  She could see she was wet, that her cunt was wet!  Oh god,
he'd know she was excited; know she was getting turned on. 
Although maybe it was a good thing she was turned on by what they
were doing and that he knew it because that was one of the slave
things, being sexual, getting turned on.  And it was just her
body responding, not her mind.  She couldn't help it if her body
got turned on could she?

She also couldn't help how hot and how incredibly sexy it was
seeing him between her legs, his face inches from her pussy, his
fingers holding her pussy lips apart.  Then it became even
hotter, sexier as, with his eyes locked onto hers, his tongue
came out and he slowly lowered his head till his tongue touched
her.  As he ever so slowly ran his tongue through her pussy her
whole body shuddered and she whimpered, thinking for a second
that she might even pass out with the sensory overload.

"You know, it's not just your pussy that's beautiful.  It's like
everything, you know?  You are the most beautiful ..."

Whatever else he was going to say was lost as his mouth descended
onto her pussy, his tongue spearing into her cunt.  Beautiful? 
She was the most beautiful what?

"Oh ... oh yeah!"

Another shudder ran through her body as his tongue spread her
open, pushing into her cunt.  Having his mouth on her pussy, his
tongue in her cunt, was so deliciously naughty, far more so than
any of the other things they'd done.  Of course when he fingered
her it was great but she'd been doing that to herself for ages so
it wasn't really anything new.  And having his cock inside her
felt amazing but she'd known for a long time that one day she'd
have sex and after all having a cock in her cunt was similar to
being fingered.  Well slightly similar.  Okay, really only a tiny
bit similar cause his cock was so much bigger than her fingers
and it went so much further inside her.  Even having his cock in
her bum wasn't ... no, it was different and she'd sure never
thought that she'd have a cock back there, but even though it was
different, at the same time it was sort of like having his cock
in her cunt which was sort of like having his finger in her cunt
which was like having her finger in her cunt.

But having Richard's mouth and tongue on her pussy was totally
unlike anything she'd ever experienced.  Sure, she'd tried to
imagine what 'oral sex' might feel like when she read articles in
magazines on sex, or saw scenes in movies where the guy's head
disappeared below the woman's waist, but what she'd imagined was
absolutely nothing like this.  She'd thought the feelings would
be similar to when she rubbed her fingers over her pussy but it
so wasn't like that at all.  His tongue was nothing like her
fingers or his fingers or anybodies fingers.  His tongue was firm
and soft, slippery and wet, his lips were soft and firm, smooth
and sucking, and it seemed to be all at the same time.  And when
he reached her clitoris!

"Ohhh.  Mmmmm."

She wondered if she'd ever get used to it, ever become blasé
about having her pussy eaten.  She sure hoped not.

Richard was similarly wondering if he'd ever become inured to
eating pussy, if the taste would ever become boring.  Somehow it
didn't seem possible.  It was too ... intoxicating?  He wasn't
sure if that was the right word but if felt like it could be. 
Lifting his head up he intently studied her pussy, another thing
he was sure he'd never become bored with.  Sure, he'd seen
thousands of pussies on the internet but this was so different,
this was so real.  Besides, so many of the ones he'd seen weren't
beautiful whereas Janet's pussy was one of the most beautiful
things he'd ever seen.  Her pussy was so clean and delicate, and
it was all his to explore and lick and kiss as much as he wanted
to.

So for the next ten minutes, that's exactly what he did.  He
kissed and licked her pussy, exploring every square inch he could
reach.  He started with her cunt, pushing his tongue as far
inside as he could.  Then, with his lips pressed against her
pussy, he jabbed his tongue in and out, gathering as much of her
pussy juice as he could.  Tongue fucking!  He was tongue fucking
her!

Janet loved it when his tongue was going in and out of her, sort
of like he was using it to fuck her.  Apart from the buzz she got
from knowing his tongue was inside her pussy, his top lip was up
against her clit and that really started getting her excited. 
Not that she didn't like his tongue pushing into her, spreading
her open, but his lip rubbing against her clitoris; that was
totally good.

Then way too soon he stopped tonguing her and started sucking her
pussy lips.  He'd grab them between his lips and sort of play
with them, which wasn't going to make her come anytime soon.  Not
that if felt bad or anything but she wasn't sure why he was doing
it.  After a couple of minutes of that, he started licking all
over her pussy but he was only using the very tip of his tongue
with so little pressure that she barely felt it.  It was more of
a tickling feeling than anything sexy.  Next, he started blowing
on her pussy, which also sort of tickled but ultimately started
to feel frustrating.

Not that she would dare say anything to him but she didn't get
what he was doing until she took a moment to look at his face. 
It was only then that she realised how totally into this he was,
how much he seemed to be enjoying kissing her, licking her,
playing with her pussy and that's when it hit her.  He wasn't
trying to make her come, he was playing with her, playing with
her pussy.  A tremor ran through her body and her hands came up
to hold her boobs, her fingers squeezing her nipples.  He was
playing with her pussy while she watched and that's when it
stopped being frustrating.  Hopefully later it would become
really enjoyable, as in orgasm type of enjoyable, but for now it
was pretty amazing knowing Richard was so into her.

Richard of course was totally oblivious to all this.  He assumed
she was enjoying what he was doing because she wasn't complaining
and besides, he was definitely enjoying it.  However at the
moment he wasn't all that concerned with her enjoyment.  If
anything, he didn't want her to enjoy what he was doing too much
because he didn't want her to come till he'd licked and sucked
lots more of her pussy juice up.  Blowing on her pussy wasn't all
that interesting though because if he was blowing, he wasn't
tasting.  Although she had shuddered and grabbed her boobs just
after he started blowing so he guessed she liked it.

He almost stopped so he could watch her playing with her nipples
but the smell of her pussy, the lure of eating her was too strong
so he bowed down and started licking, focusing on her pussy lips.
 He loved playing with these two delicate strips of skin that
came down either side of her cunt from the little cover over her
clitoris.  As well as licking them he liked to grab them with his
lips and stretch them out till they slipped from his grasp.  They
weren't big like lots of the girls in the pornos but that was
okay because to him these twin pink flaps were the perfect size,
opening out to reveal the inner treasure where all that sweet
pussy juice came from.

As much as he loved playing with her pussy lips, this was meant
to be breakfast so soon he had his tongue back in her cunt,
lapping at her, digging in as deep as he could.  He pressed his
lips as tightly as he could against her pussy and sucked, trying
to draw as much juice out of her cunt as he could.  Heaven!

Except that as hot as it was having her body like this he
couldn't really get at all the spots he wanted to play with. 
Taking one last lick through her slit, he eased her legs off his
shoulder, kissing his way along her thigh and calf as he crawled
back.

"Just want to get more comfortable, you know."

Although she looked up at him it didn't really look like she was
seeing him.  Her eyes were hazy and out of focus.

"Hello?"

"What?"

"Just getting in a better possie, okay?"

"Oh yeah, okay."

She wasn't sure what he was doing as he moved her around on the
bed but she desperately hoped he was going to finish what he'd
started.  By now she was really looking forward to coming
although of course if he didn't want to keep going down on her
there wasn't anything she could do about it.

Richard of course had every intention of eating her to a climax.
He swivelled her around till she was lying across the bed, her
bum right at the edge, her legs doubled over with her feet up by
her head.  Then he slipped off the bed to kneel at her pussy. 
Perfect!  She was once again spread wide open, available for him
to do whatever he wanted.  He caressed the back of her thighs and
her arse, taking a moment to drink in the sight before he lent
in, his tongue extended.

"Oh, oh god!"

He was licking her there!  He was licking her bum ... her
arsehole again.  She lifted her head but all she could see now
was the top of his head.  Closing her eyes she dropped her head
back down as her fingers found her nipples again.  This was so
amazing, having Richard kneeling at her pussy, licking her bum!

"Oh!  Oh, oh yes!"

His tongue was like a little arrow, pushing against her bum,
slowly forcing her open.  It was so bad!!  So wonderfully bad!!!
So good!!  She still couldn't believe what a turn on it was to
have Richard's tongue licking her there.

Kissing her bum was good and the way she was moaning, he was
pretty sure she agreed but after a few minutes he was ready now
to move on to the more serious part of breakfast.  Making her
come.  He spent some time licking the little bulge between her
arsehole and her cunt, tongued some more juice from her cunt,
licked her pussy lips again and finally descended on her
clitoris.

He started by rubbing his tongue at the very top of the skin that
hid her clit, slowly working down till he was able to push the
hood back, 'freeing' her clit so he could work on it directly. 
He loved the feel of her clit, the skin was so smooth against his
tongue as he circled it, trying to expose as much of it as he
could.

By now Janet was getting desperate to come and when his tongue
started on her clitoris she sighed in relief.  Her sigh was
quickly followed by a ongoing series of moans and whimpers as he
licked and licked and licked.

"Oh fuck!"

He'd captured her clitoris between his lips, sucking really hard
as he tried to pull the head of it into his mouth.  That was good
but what caused her to swear was when his teeth lightly brushed
over it.  Her body twitched and she literally saw stars as a
burst of agonising pleasure exploded through her pussy.

Fortunately he kept his teeth away after that one brush because
she truly didn't think she could have taken it if he'd done it
again.  What he did now was settle down to sucking her clit as
his tongue flicked and rubbed over it.  It felt so fucking good!
She raised her head up, looking down her body.  It also looked so
fucking good!  His head was between her legs twisting from side
to side, his eyes were closed and his nose was buried in her
pubic hair.  Wow, what a sight!  She dropped her head back down
as she tightened her grip on her boobs.  This must be close to
heaven.

Over the last few days Richard had become pretty good at
recognising when Janet was going to coming.  Her breathing would
become faster and she would start to moan a lot more.  But the
real give away was her body, which ever so slowly started to
writhe.  At first it was practically unnoticeable but as she got
closer to climaxing it grew and grew.

It had started to happen now.  Her breathing was faster, she was
moaning and her body was starting to dance.

For a few seconds he thought about easing off, letting her calm
down a bit so he could rev her up again but he quickly decided
that he wanted her to come, he wanted to take her all the way
now.  This might well be the part about sex he loved the most,
giving Janet orgasms and if he could he was determined to give
her a really good one this time.  He sucked harder, his tongue
working furiously over her clit and that was all it took to send
her over the top.

"Oh yeah!  That's ... yeah!  Oh god yes!"

As she came, she started bucking and twisting so hard he had to
clamp his hands on her thighs to keep her from getting away from
him.  It was a wild ride and lasted at least a minute before she
started to calm down.  Amazing.  He'd done that, he'd brought her
that pleasure.  Yes!!

Once she stopped twisting and turning, he moved his mouth down
from her clit to her cunt so he could lick up more of her juices.
 She seemed to be even wetter than before which was fine by him
as he lapped at her sweet juice.  This was definitely better than
coco pops for breakfast!

Janet loved coming when she masturbated and till very recently
she'd thought it was the ultimate physical experience.  How wrong
was that!  Having someone else make you come was so much better,
so much more intense.  The sensations were way to complex for her
to even beginning naming and it seemed to go on and on for much
longer than when she masturbated.  Finally however her mind
managed to reconnect with her body and she was able to stop
twitching and thrashing.  Wowie, what a fucking amazing
experience!

She was glad when he moved his mouth off her clit as it was
feeling really sensitive.  Way too sensitive for him to keep
licking although of course if he had wanted to she wouldn't have
been able to stop him.  But it was nice to still having his mouth
against her down there, especially when he started pressing his
tongue into her again.  This was definitely one of the good parts
of being a slave!  Shit, that was so stupid.  There weren't any
good parts to being a slave.

His mouth and tongue were starting to get a little tired from so
much licking and sucking but he wanted more of her beautiful
pussy juice.  He moved his hands from her thigh down to her
pussy, easily slipping two fingers into her.  For the next couple
of minutes, he pushed his fingers into her, twisted them around
then pulled them out so he could suck her juices off them.  Yum!

He didn't know how long he'd been kneeling but he now understood
why the girls in the vids normally had a cushion to kneel to
kneel on.  His knees were getting sore.  Carefully standing he
kept his finger in her pussy as he joined her on the bed.  After
a little pushing and prodding he repositioned her in the middle
of the bed as he crouched alongside her.  The smouldering look in
her eyes was all the reward he needed for all that work.  Yep,
she must have liked what he'd done to her!

"Well breakfast was okay, but ..."

"But?"

"I really think I need a drink of milk, you know?  Always have
milk with breakfast."

"Milk?  Oh, um, sure.  Umm, you want me to get you a glass?"

She knew it was silly to feel disappointed but she did.  She'd so
totally loved the way he'd gone down on her and for some reason
she'd thought that he'd like ... no, he'd loved it too.  But he'd
said that breakfast was only 'okay' and now he wanted her to get
him a glass of milk.  She must have misread him.  Slave, that's
what she was and she mustn't forget it.

"Nah, don't bother.  I'll get it here."

"Oh okay?  Here, where?"

She looked around, trying to work out where the milk could be in
his room when his free hand circled the base of her right boob,
squeezing, pushing her boob up.  Her boob, the milk!

"Ohh.  Milk like as in ..."

Not that she could.  He must know that.  Of course he did, he was
teasing her.

"If that's okay with you of course?"

"What?  Yeah, of course you can, I mean I guess so.  Although you
know I can't guarantee the, you know, the milk."

He lowered his head and then stopped, only a couple of inches
from her nipple as he licked his lips.

"Oh, so maybe I shouldn't bother?  Is that what you're saying?"

"No, no!  I mean yes, yes you should."

"Yeah?  You're sure?"

He blew on her already hard nipple.

"Oh.  Oh, yeah, yeah I'm sure.  Cause you know, I just realised
something.  Maybe there will be milk.  Maybe this time there will
be and if you don't try, then we'd never know would we?"

"Okay, well if you're sure it's okay.  I'll see what happens."

"Oh, yeah!"

He'd locked his lips around her nipple and started sucking.  Her
right hand snaked up his arm, over his shoulder till she was able
to stroke his head, her fingers tangling in his hair.

"Hmmm, that's nice."

After sucking the hard nubbin for a couple of minutes he lifted
his mouth from her nipple.

"Nope, this one doesn't seem to be working."

"Oh, sorry.  I told you I didn't know if I could."

"Well, I guess that's it then, yeah?

"Yeah, sorry, I guess."

He moved his hand over to her other boob, grasping it around the
base.

"Pity though.  I was really looking forward to it."

"Hey, what about the other one?  Maybe you should try it?"

"What?"

"My other boob.  You know, the one you're holding now?"

"Wow, that's a great idea!  And you know, I just thought of
something else.  What if I do this?  Might help, you know, to get
the milk thing happening?"

She'd almost forgotten that he still had a finger buried inside
her pussy but when he started rubbing his thumb over her clit it
certainly reminded her of where his other hand was.

"Mmm.  Yeah, that could help.  Definitely."

He spent another couple of minutes sucking her left nipple
sending little tingles of pleasure through her breast.  By now
she had both hands on his head, holding him in place.  All too
soon he stopped though.

"Well I guess that one didn't work either."

"Oh no, sorry.  It, it felt good though, I mean felt great you
know, so I thought it might work.  Um I know, maybe if you didn't
just suck?  I mean that's great but maybe if you used your tongue
also?"

"My tongue?  How do you mean?"

"What?"

"How would I use my tongue?"

"Oh, how?  Oh, um, okay, well I guess if you kind of rub your
tongue on my nipple.  When you have it in your mouth.  Like
this?"

She opened her mouth and waggled her tongue back and forth a few
times.

"Ok.  Though I might have to get more of your boob in my mouth to
do that properly.  Is that okay?"

"Oh yeah.  That's definitely okay.  Ahh.  Oh yeah, that's okay,
that's perfect."

He'd taken at least a third of her boob and it looked amazing. 
Felt amazing too when he started working his tongue on her
nipple.

"Oh god!  Oh!"

As he alternated between flicking his tongue across her aching
nipple and licking around it he slipped a second finger into her
pussy and started moving them in and out.  With this full assault
on her boobs and pussy, the familiar feelings started to
escalate.  As they did, she needed something, wanted to do
something that was about him, not just her.  Her right hand
dropped down from his head and moved to his lap finding his hard
cock.  It felt good under her hand as she ran her fingers across
the smooth head and down the hard shaft till she was cradling his
balls.

For the next ten minutes or so Richard moved from one boob to the
other, kissing, licking and sucking while his fingers continued
to pump in and out of her slick pussy.  He loved that she'd
started playing with his cock of her own accord, loved that her
nipples were so hard, her pussy so wet and especially loved
hearing her almost constant moans and whimpers.

When her fingers stopped moving on his cock and in his hair, and
she started moaning even louder he figured that she must be
getting close to coming again.  Lifting his head from her nipple
his eyes were drawn to where his fingers were ploughing into her
cunt.  He slowly increased the pace till it was a blur as he
pumped as fast as he could.  Her eyes had been closed but as the
pace picked up they fluttered half open, and she looked at him,
her mouth open, panting.

"Oh shit!"

"You close?"

"What?  Yeah.  Close.  Oh god!"

He tried to move his fingers even faster, wanting her to come,
wanting to be the one who made her come.  The hand on his head
dropped to his leg and she gripped his calf almost painfully
while her other hand grabbed his thigh.

"Oh yeah, harder.  Yeah!"

Harder?  She'd asked him to do it harder?  He thought it was only
in bad porno that they said that, he didn't think it was
something a girl would really say.  But he sure wasn't going to
argue with this request.  So he did, not worrying about hurting
her, his knuckles practically punching her pussy each time his
fingers entered her.

That was all it took and less than a minute later her orgasm hit
like a tidal wave.  For a few seconds she froze, her eyes wide
open and suddenly clear.  Richard also froze, his fingers buried
in her cunt as he felt it gripping them tighter than he would
have thought possible.  Then she exploded into action, screeching
in passion as her legs locked together and she rose off the bed
her arms wrapping around his body, nails digging into his back as
she held him so tightly he had trouble breathing.  Her mouth came
down on his shoulder and she was actually biting him as the
convulsions shook her body.

Wow!  This was truly amazing, truly wonderful, being able to
bring her so much pleasure.  She was holding him so tightly that
even if he wanted to get away he couldn't.  Not that he wanted to
get away, no way!  He loved this, loved the way she was holding
him, loved the way her body was jerking and twitching in his
arms.

Finally it was over though and he could almost feel the tension
draining out of her as she slid back down onto the bed, her legs
relaxing, releasing his hand.  His head followed her down and his
lips found her, gently kissing her as he carefully pulled his
fingers out of her cunt.  Sitting back up he examined his
fingers.  They were soaked in her juice but more than that, they
were wrinkled, like when they'd been in water too long.  He
licked his fingers clean, sucking every last trace of juice off
them.

"Hmm.  Tastes wonderful."

Then he lay down alongside her, his arm burrowing under her,
holding her close as she snuggled into him, her head on his
chest.

"Thank you."

"What?"

"Thank you for ... that.  It was so amazing.  For a second I
thought I was going to pass out when I came."

He held her tighter, kissing the top of her head.

"That's okay.  My pleasure.  Really.  I mean I really loved doing
that."

He liked doing it ... eating her, going down on her, cunniling
... shit!  She'd thanked him for doing her but she was meant to
thank him for coming in her, for 'giving' her his sperm! 
Probably not too late though.

"And thank you for ... um, for coming.  For fucking my throat ...
master."

"What?  Oh ... yeah ... sure."

He'd loved it when she thanked him for making her come.  Made him
feel good probably because it sounded real, sounded truthful. 
Not that it didn't sound truthful when she'd just thanked him for
fucking her throat but he knew that wasn't real.  She was saying
it cause she had to and it really sounded stupid to his ears now.
 It hadn't before though so he didn't know why it should now.

Fuck!  Just when it seemed to be getting easy, it became
complicated again.  Bring on the picnic where they'd swim, eat,
swim and that'd be it.  Nothing confusing about that, thank
heavens.


