Barbara Skinner - Lust is a many splendored thing

"No," she said in a very small voice, and she was aware that she was blushing.

"Look at me," he said, and his tone caused her to obey. "We wanted you to observe what it's really like so that you could think of it objectively," he explained. "How do you feel about the idea now?"

"I-I think maybe I could," she confessed, and found herself unable to pull her eyes from his.

"Very good. Now, tell me what you and Ben did last night?"

"Did?" she asked, stunned that he should want to know.

"We can't progress unless we know the effects of your treatments, now can we?" he asked with a trace of sarcasm.

"No," she agreed. "We kissed, and I-I turned around so that I could… kiss his-his cock, and he…" she trailed off, and then took a deep breath in an effort to get hold of herself. "And he kissed, and… ate my cunt."

"Very good," Jack nodded. "How'd you like it?"

"It felt… very nice," she said. "And I-I wanted to do like that woman did, but I could only do it from the side. I was afraid, I guess, to have him… come in my mouth."

"Well, it was a pretty good day, I'd say," he smiled, "getting your box scarfed twice. And did he fuck you too?"

"Yes."

"On your back?"

"We-we rolled onto our sides at the end," she said, feeling she should push the fact.

"Not bad for the first night, huh?" he asked.

"No," she agreed with a trace of pride at his praise, and she felt glad that Ben had gotten her to come.

He walked toward her, and then around her. His eyes moved over her, and she again felt self-conscious about her near nakedness He reached out and curved his palm under one of her tits as if testing its weight, and firmness.

"Not bad," he nodded, and rubbed his thumb against her erect nipple.

"Good belly," he commented as he rubbed his palm down its smooth curve, and his fingertips followed the shallow to one side of it. "Nice texture," he said as he rubbed the curlings of her muff between thumb and fingertips. "I'm familiar with the cunt," he mused, and moved around behind her.

She had difficulty in swallowing, her throat constricted, and she wondered why he was inspecting her body. She felt pleased at his approval, but disconcerted over his manner. Her lips parted as she felt his hands spread over her plump ass cheeks and squeeze them.

"Bend over, and touch your toes," he told her.

She started to ask why, but caught herself, and did as directed.

"Now spread your feet," he told her, and his eyes moved up her legs accented shapeliness as she did so.

He pressed his thumbs into her rear cleavage and curved his fingers out to the sides of her cheeks so that he could draw her ass open. Erin's eyes opened wide as she realized that he was looking at her anus. Her posture already sending the blood to her head, she was not sure if she was again blushing or not.

"Relax your anal muscles," he told her as he looked at the flecks of golden down surrounding her pale pink anus.

She tried to concentrate on relaxing the muscles, but the press of a fingertip against the soft bud caused her to tighten it by reflex.

"I said relax," he said curtly, and his palm slapped against one ass cheek.

Stunned by the stinging blow, she did as he said, and again his finger pressed against her. Lubricated, it pressed into her anus, and he began to work it in and out, and each time he went deeper. Erin's blood rushed faster, and roared in her ears. She felt billowings of lava-like heat within her depths, and felt dizzy. His finger pressed fully up into her rectum, and she caught her breath. He began to turn his finger, and she was suddenly afraid that he was preparing her so that he could thrust his immense cock up her backside. The thought frightened her.

"Tighten your muscles," he told her as he began to gradually twist his finger down out of her, and she did so. "Now relax. Tighten. Relax."

His finger popped free of her ass, and she exhaled after a few moments as she realized that he wasn't going to butt fuck her. She waited for his next instruction, and remained bent over from the waist with her ass thrust back and up above her spread legs. He moved past her to the desk and sat down on the edge of it.

"You can stand up now," he said after a moment, and she did so.

She stared with surprise as she saw him wiping his finger on her panties. He tossed the flimsy garment aside and walked toward the couch. He opened his robe and removed it. Carefully laying it aside, he lay back on the black leather and looked toward her. She stared at his naked body with fascination and remembered watching the woman give him head. She felt a shiver of arousal in her cunt.

"Come here," he said, "and suck me off."

"Wh-what?" she asked, stunned by his abruptness.

"Suck my cock," he said, "We don't have all the time in the world."

Confused, she slowly moved toward him and stared at his flaccid cock.

She thought about how the woman had sucked it and about how she had felt jealous, and her nervousness began to fade a bit. She felt a desire to show him that she could do it better for him than the woman, and knelt down between his spread thighs.

Hesitantly, she reached out and touched his loins. She began to slowly caress around the base of his shaft, and then moved down over his heavily weighted sac. She watched with fascination as his thick length shifted and felt a sense of pride over having caused the simple reaction. She leaned forward, and her long hair spilled over his hips.

Her, body curved downward from the waist, her fanny was thrust back, and the ivory straps of her garter belt pressed into the insides of her full, rounded thighs. She touched her lips to his shaft, and it stiffened against her mouth. Her eyes still open, she watched his cock move as she opened her lips to lick at it. She curled her fingers down between his thighs and sac, and lifted his big balls to the rubbings of her thumbs.

His eyes closed, and his nostrils flared as she kissed and sucked along his swelling member. It began to lift, and she let it press against her tongue as she realized that it was now time to take it into her mouth.

The old fear began to return, and she squeezed her eyes shut in an effort to concentrate on how easily the other woman had managed it. Her jealousy refired, she raised hi head slightly, and his knob slid up over her chin, and into her opened mouth.

Pleasure showed on his face as she licked at the tip of his cock's head and drew it into her mouth. Her fingers and thumbs massaged his balls as she tightened her mouth around his knob. She felt a rush of triumph at having overcome her fears, and she sucked happily at the thick bulb.

Gradually, she began to move her lips down around his thick trunk, and felt his head rub against the roof of her mouth as she licked at his dorsal vein. His hands spread out upon the black leather of the couch, and his chest rose and fell with his quickened breathing.

Recalling the woman's actions, Erin pressed her thumbs between his balls until she felt the thick mound of his trunk, and she began to follow it downward beneath his sac. His head pressed against her throat and she paused to tighten and loosen her mouth around him. She kneaded his root against the underarch of his body with her thumbs and rubbed against the center base of his ass with her fingertips.

She knew that she only held a small part of his shaft in her mouth, but she was uncertain about trying to imitate the woman by seeking to take him into he throat. Instead, she began to slide the circle of her lips up and down his upper shaft as she sucked and licked. Her cunt was quivering with liquid heat as she caressed and ate him. Each time she moved her lips back down his column, she tried to take his head a bit deeper into her throat, and she aligned it and her mouth. He shifted, and she felt heartened by his response.