Michael Jaeggers - Honeymoon hotel

Nora finally looked up at him. "Did that feel good, dear?"

He moaned his assent.

"Don't be selfish then. Do it to me, too." She moved herself around until her head was pointing toward the mirror, then spread her legs in open invitation to his mouth to feast upon.

Dick looked uncertain – not unwilling to participate – more as though he were unsure of exactly what to do. Nora said, "Don't be bashful. I'll tell you how to do it."

He moved directly to her open vagina. He kissed it awkwardly. She half sat up and used her fingers to pull vaginal lips apart. "This," she said, tapping the protruding little knob, "is the clitoris. It is the most sensitive part of a woman's body. A kiss there is sensual beyond description. A sucking or slight nibble there is totally devastating in its beauty. A chewing motion on the labia is enough to make any woman insane with joy. Your tongue fluttering like a frightened bird in the vagina itself will put me in absolute delirium." She lay back allowing the sensations to wash over her like high tides at the equinox. He was understandably awkward at first, but then his dexterity and sureness grew as his tongue and lips accustomed themselves to their strange duties. She could feel herself building up to a climax as he licked away at her cunt. Then, abruptly, she remembered the photographs. "Stop," she ordered. Like a robot, he did as was directed.

She twisted around until her head was on the pillows. "Dick, let's do it together. Turn around, dear." She guided his ass with her hands until his buttocks were above her head, his face poised directly above her widespread pussy. She slowly opened her legs and, at the same time, used her hands to pull his hips and giant cock down to her mouth. She lowered it to her like an oil well drill being put into the test hole. She kissed it reverently, then teased its knob with her teeth. Dick, meanwhile, eagerly went back to work using his tongue against her cunt. Despite all of her good intentions of doing everything right for the photographs, the taste of his cock in her mouth drove Nora right out of her mind. She began sucking avariciously, trying desperately to swallow its entire length… She wasn't sure what Dick was suddenly doing to her cunt that was different, but of the hundreds of men who had swirled their tongues between her thighs, she had never felt quite the same sensations before. He licked, then brutally bit the lips; the pain was exquisite. He used his chin to agitate the clitoris; the stubble of beard on his chin was the same as sandpaper against the tiny sensitive bud. She was panting now, she didn't care what happened. She rubbed her lips around his cock and reached up and used both hands to salaciously milk his giant balls dangling like gypsy earrings on both side of her face.

Dick drove his tongue into the insatiable vagina just as viciously as he had used his prick as a reaming instrument the night before. Nora tried to lift her buttocks to meet him, but he refused to let her move. She was losing control of the situation again; he was too masterful to be kept on a leash… he had broken his leash again, she knew it the moment that it happened. "Oh, God," she moaned as he bit her buttocks with enough strength to draw blood to the surface. Down his cock slammed into her throat. She could no longer breathe. She was choking to death. He was seemingly trying to dislodge her tonsils. Using her fingernails as sharp claws, she raked the backs of his thighs in an effort to get breathing space, but it was futile. The pain merely drove his hardened rod of flesh down deeper into her aching throat. Nora knew she was helpless… helpless because of her own sensations down there. He was using her mouth as a cunt! And suddenly she was there, cumming in torrents in his mouth – cumming as though something had been unleashed deep inside her pussy… treasures pouring out of an unlocked box. He drove his cock down past her tonsils, and the huge head ballooned as he reached his climax. So large was the exploding head, so big was the mouthful, that Nora couldn't even swallow. She made gagging noises as the hot cream poured down her open gullet and spilled out of both sides of her mouth. It streamed in a white river across her face, and some of it even ran up her nostrils and on both sides of her nose where it flowed out hotly into her eyes and ears.

And during it all – even when her body was whipping around in the uncontrollable frenzy of her orgasm – she kept thinking and saying to herself over and over again, "Oh, my God! What's happening to me? What's happening to me? It's never felt this good before."

Finally it passed. Dick lay alongside her now; he stared up at the ceiling, unmoving and unresponding. Nora reached over to the bedside table and pulled a paper handkerchief out of a box. She began wiping her eyes and ears and face. She was a mess. Christ, he had shot all over everything. Pillow, her hair, bedspread; there was even semen dripping from the headboard of her bed. The taste of his hot cum in her mouth was warm wine and intoxicating. Her body was at peace for the moment, but she knew the peace would not last long for even now she wanted that cock lodged deep inside her neglected womb.

Well, she thought, now is the time to go into my act. She smiled, unashamedly, up toward the mirror where she knew the two men and their cameras were watching. The eagerness was beginning in her loins; it was like the first zephyrs of an approaching gale.

"Dick… When I count to ten and snap my fingers… you will awaken completely. You will not remember these instructions after you awaken. You will be completely awake and no longer under hypnotic control. You will be free to do anything you wish – leave or stay. One… two… three…" Nora finally reached "ten" and snapped her fingers. As she did so, she lay back on the bed… sobbing and shuddering.

Dick blinked. He looked at her. Suddenly, he realized where he was, and sat bolt upright in bed.

"I…" he was speechless.

"Oh, how could you, Dick? How could you be so cruel? And I was growing so fond of you… I thought you were a gentleman."

"Nora… I… I…" Quickly, he pulled the blue satin sheet up over his loins, and made an effort to cover her.

"Oh, don't talk to me, you beast."

Dick's face was wrinkled in bewilderment and something akin to fear. He put out a hand to her naked shoulder. "Nora, please! What happened? How did I get here?"

"Don't act so innocent. It's too late for that."

"I swear to you; I don't know what's going on."

She sobbed and the motion caused the sheet to fall away from her breast. Dick couldn't take his eyes from the soft resilient mound of golden flesh; the areoles about the size of honey-colored fifty-cent pieces, the nipples standing erect like brown ivory temples to an unknown God. He wanted to kiss them, to tease them with the tip of his tongue… bite them until she screamed.

There was an alien taste in his mouth – musky, feral, exciting! He swallowed and decided he liked the taste. Nora suddenly turned toward him, and the sheet slipped down even further to reveal the outline of her rib cage creating diagonal lines which pointed to her pouting navel.

Nora stared at him, and he noticed that her eyes – although slightly damp – were not as wet as he would have thought considering the amount of weeping she was doing. She continued to inspect his face, then she said, "You mean you really don't remember… anything?"

"I swear. I haven't the slightest idea."

Nora blinked and sniffed. She wiped her eyes with the backs of her hand, then propped herself up on one elbow. The motion brought her left breast up to within eight inches of his mouth, and caused the sheet to drop to the point where the first black line of her soft curly pubic hair could be seen. One buttock was uncovered and the golden mound of flesh testified that she sunbathed without a swim suit. There was a crease of flesh where her thigh and buttock joined; the crease glistened in the light. "You came in here and turned on the lights," she said. "I thought at first you were drunk or sleep walking. You looked very strange. Then you… you…" she fell back and covered her face with her hands. "I can't tell you; it's too horrible."