Gloria Day: House of dark pleasure

Doris felt herself trembling; more with anticipation than fear. The things that had been done to her – that had happened to her – in the last few days were keeping her body in a constant state of sexual arousal. Just the sight of the slim cock waiting to penetrate her pussy was exciting her anew.

"Stand with your legs on either side of me," he instructed, his voice hoarse with excitement. "Then lower your bottom until your cunt's over my cock, and then…" he took a rasping breath, "jam it down all the way down on my cock!"

Doris shivered as she took a jerky step into position; moving awkwardly, with her feet apart, inching herself forward, one leg on either side of his. He moved his hand down, under her crotch, felt at her wet vaginal lips. She jerked, made a low sound and felt the muscles in her thighs aching as she held them in the unnatural position.

"Now, let your cunt slide down!" he panted.

She bent her knees, feeling her legs trembling, lowering herself slowly. He gripped her buttocks, guided her until she was over his cock. Her pussy felt stretched open, her belly stiff and strained as her body went down.

"Aaaaah!" The long sob oozed from his lips as her vaginal lips opened on the head of his cock, let the organ slide inside. "Press down," he groaned.

She relaxed her legs; her cunt slid lower, enveloping the stiff, straight and slim cock completely. "Aaaah, that's good," he sighed. "Now, you'll have to move up and down – I-I can't help you, Doris; you'll have to glide your cunt on and off my cock. Just bend then straighten your legs!"

The breath panted from Doris' lips as she started to do as he asked. It was new and strangely delicious feeling to be able to grip his stiff cock with her pussy, move it as fast or as slowly as she liked. She rotated her bottom gently, squirming her pussy from side to side, letting the slim cock touch all the special spots inside her bubbling cunt. "Ooohh," she groaned, "oh, oohh!"

He lay back in his chair with his eyes closed and a tense, excited expression on his face. He let a smile cross his lips when he heard Doris softly groan. "You like it," he whispered. "It's different, isn't it, Doris – it's nice!"

"Oohh," she moaned, raising herself slowly, feeling the cock sliding against the sides of her sucking pussy, "so new!"

Next time she pressed herself down, Doris leaned forward, her face moving close to the old man in the chair, as she forced her clitoris to make contact with his stiff, throbbing but unmoving cock; the erotic friction raised her to a new height of excitement.

"I-I can't move my cock," he mumbled, "but I can play with your nipples if-if you'd like it!"

The breath panted from her mouth as she felt spasms rippling from her clitoris to her pussy as she rubbed it against his shaft, then she moved her hand from the back of his chair, where she'd placed it to steady herself during her sexual exercise, and groped at the front of her blouse.

He helped her unbutton it, then cupped her braless breasts with trembling hands. "Sweet little tits," he murmured, then he forced his head forward, took a nipple between his lips, sucked at it as Doris raised her body, lowered it, increasing then decreasing the tension on the stiffening tip of her nipple.

"That," she hissed, "ooohh, that!"

The muscles in her thighs were beginning to ache from her strained position and constant raising and lowering action, but the thrills, running from her nipple to her clitoris then spiraling inside her belly were making her throat contract with sexual excitement. This is different, thrilling and excitingly new!

He let his mouth slip off her nipple. "How'd you like it?" he asked in a hoarse whisper. "I'm not fucking you, Doris, girl – you're fucking me!"

A ripple of excited laughter ran through his body and Doris felt his cock swelling, swelling!

"I-I'm going to come, Doris," he gasped. "Your tight little pussy is hugging my cock so snug that I-I – Doris, urgh – urgh!"

She jammed her body forward, felt the swollen organ gyrating against her clitoris. His mouth groped, blindly, for her nipple, found it and bit. She squealed, feeling her orgasm starting.

"Oohh, my pussy," she gasped, "my clit – oohh – my breast!" She shook her whole body, wildly, pressed down with all her strength and felt the head of the cock jam against the top of her pussy, jerk, spurt and explode.

"All over me," she squealed, orgasming, opening and closing her legs; bending and straightening her knees. "Right up my cunt all wet, all hot, oohh!" Her buttocks contracted, opened, jammed closed again and the walls of her vulva sucked at the jerking, spurting cock until all the juice was spent.

The old man sank back in his chair; his lips slid off Doris' sensitive, bitten nipple. "You juicy, young cunt," he mumbled in appreciation. "You sweet fuck – you've the sexiest cunt of the lot!"

Doris rested her cheek against the top of his head, still straddling him; her legs limp now, as the warm wetness slid down from inside her pussy and saturated the base of his softening cock. She dragged in a gulp of air and said, "I've never done that – anything just like that – before!"

He reached behind her, stroked her sweating bottom. "But you'll do it again…" he smiled, confidently. "At least once a month – probably more, Doris – so much more!"

She drew her head back, looking into his face. "I-I don't know," she murmured. She turned, saw the small pile of bills on his desk. It has been different and thrilling and wonderful – and he paid me for it, too!

"You'll come again, won't you?" he asked.

She giggled, blushed. "I'll have to collect the rent each month, anyway," she admitted.

"Maybe I'll start paying weekly," he said with a smile.

She laughed. He is an old devil!

His face became serious. "I want you to come and see me at least once a week, will you?" He glanced at the open drawer with the pile of bills in it, "You won't be sorry," he added, softly.

She blushed again. It wasn't just the money…

"All right," Doris said, "but not just because of that." She nodded to the open drawer. "But because you're a lonely old man with nobody to help you except, maybe, your granddaughter, and… who else?" She looked at him with raised eyebrows.

He gave her a sheepish grin. "My-my niece – my young niece!"

Doris drew in her breath. "You devil!" She tried to look shocked. "Has she got a nice, tight pussy, too?"

"No nicer than yours," he assured her, stroking her bare bottom. "You're it, Doris – the sweet, fucking most!"

"What a thing to say," she protested, but she didn't really mind his words. "And who else is there?"

He shook his head, didn't answer.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to Doris. "Who used to collect your rent?"

"Mildred or Willis," he muttered.

"Willis?" Doris sounded surprised.

He nodded. "Yeah, stupid idiot – can't do anything right!"

Doris was quiet, thinking about the previous night. She wasn't so sure that Willis couldn't do anything right!

"What about Mildred?" she asked, curiously.

He tried to move himself. "Let's not talk about her. I'm glad you're here, Doris, and that I'll be seeing you often."

Doris lifted herself. His limp cock was still inside her pussy; now, it slipped out, slowly and sadly.

"You've got a wet pussy now, all right," he said, watching the fluid drip out of it.

"Your stuff," said Doris, edging herself back and reaching down for her panties, "… you shot it all into me."

He watched her take a tissue from her tiny purse, wad it then wipe at her vaginal lips. "And very nice, too," he said. "Juicy cunt, luscious fuck!"

She dragged on her panties, then wrapped her tiny skirt around her waist.

"I can suck you off if you'd like it sometime," he informed her. "D'you like having your pussy sucked?"