He bundled himself up in his bath?robe and scurried out of the bathroom. Linda was free and relieved although she felt betrayed and alone. It was the first time she had ever sensed the pangs of jealousy. Curiosity mixed with lust guided her to the room in which Arthur and Alice were ready to entangle in a voluptuous haven.
Naturally it would take place in the library. Arthur negligently, and perhaps it was on purpose, left the door open. Linda had a perfect spot from where to take in the performance of the two professionals.
Alice was standing semi?naked in a pair of very high?heeled shoes. They were bright orange and gave her legs, which were sheathed in black lace stockings, a superb silhouette. The maid, who had seemed so insignificant before, was bewitching in her extravagant dress.
One of the odd accoutrements of the outlandish outfit was her red bra. She appeared uncomfortable with it and she squirmed painfully when she had to make the slightest effort with her upper body.
The maid's face was painted up like that of a low?grade prostitute. Her lips and eye make?up were terribly exaggerated and her face was an invitation to new wares of licentiousness.
Arthur registered his approval. A snide smile crept across his handsome face as he squeezed Alice's two charming breasts. The curvy maid let out a yell that pierced Linda's ear?drums. For a moment Linda imagined that Alice was having her period, but then she reasoned that it was something else, something that was on the inside lining of the bra. Later on, she found that she was perfectly right in her reasoning. Sharp little needle points caused the torture and humiliation of the unwholesome garment.
“Don't cry like that. You'll draw everyone's attention.” Arthur was displeased with Alice and his hand pressed the girl's cheeks in a sign of admonishment.
The elegant man pulled down the young lady's panties and plunged his face into the grove of hair. The perfume of that pussy caught the nostrils of peeking Linda. The smell was nauseating. It reeked of so much
scum and cheap perfume that Linda held her nose for a few minutes. She was astonished at how her uncle was able to bear such a repulsive stench.
Linda was a baby in the many charms of love and she ignored some of the more refined nuances. Uncle Arthur one day many months later gave her a lesson on the fine art of sexology.
Alice's legs drifted wider apart as she gripped Arthur's wet hair. Her knees began to shake as her aggressor gave his all. Linda remembered how superb Arthur was as a lover and she knew that Alice was having a riotous good time of it. Her legs and buttocks looked divine and these new attitudes and poses were perfected by the encouragement of Arthur's skillful tongue.
A whimsical moan trickled from Alice's throat and Linda felt her cunt becoming wetter and wetter as her youthful eyes drank in the delicious scene. Her uncle's hands wandered up to the tormenting bra and the two large palms wrenched at the fruit. Alice turned faint and she bit her lower lip.
The maid didn't complain. If she did, she knew she would receive nothing but painful abuse. She was shaken by pleasure and at the same time she was forced to abide some suffering administered by her noble lover's hands.
Alice's fingernails, crisped in Arthur's hair as she tried to relieve the massaging rubs of her breast. The uncle, steady at his post, lapped away and continued to abuse the two pears, fruits of prickling hurt rather than loveable caressing.
The bitter and the sweet were combined as Alice grinded away. She did not know whether to seek a haven of rest by pushing the man away or run the risk of finding paradisical pleasures by sticking it put.
Thus Arthur controlled his victim or loved one, depending on the point of view one wishes to take. Linda later found out that Arthur had theories on sex that were declared 'revelational and astounding' by experts in the field. Arthur's books were not known publicly but they had a secret audience that cherished the books far above the classics.
The great sexoligist was performing his deeds on a paltry maid. He could have had the pick of metropolitan!
women, but he had his reasons. Arthur knew how to discriminate and above all he knew what he wanted.
Alice filled the menu and he was satisfied with his choice.
As the young maid reeled in a pathetic scene of torture and delight, Arthur slipped away and plucked a rubber dick from his drawers. Swiftly he flew back to his purring cat, placed his kisser in her bush and lapped away as before. Then, deftly, he plugged the god?like prick in the small opening of Alice's panties. Linda was amazed to see how everything was regulated and planned.
The devastating uncle pumped away with the instrument while his tongue ripped in and out of the wet vagina.
Alice's eyes turned in her head like a slot machine. Slowly they came out cherry red and Linda knew Arthur was closing in on the jackpot.
With one great cry Alice unburdened her healthy orgasm in the gentleman's mouth. He sucked her dry as he controlled his sex in order to keep from ejaculating.
The thunder of her speechless moans excited Arthur and he ripped away the undergarment. Bruskly he slipped his swollen sex in the maid's cunt, while he manipulated the false dick which penetrated the ass?hole with amazing dexterity.
The two grinded away in a deep vacant frenzy.
They were like two violent dancers who were given to shaking voluptuously in the center of the ballroom.
Only this was Arthur's library and the scene was intimate and warm.
Linda was crazed by the expert movements of the two superb figures who were foaming with joy. She began to masturbate with ardor.? Her finger went all the way up her hole as her tongue fell out of her mouth. Saliva dripped from her oral cavity while a sticky substance trickled on the floor. She had made up her mind to live vicariously with the two lovers. A secret desire gripped her and she intensely felt the need to bite into Alice's rump.
But she didn't dare fearing the punishment which would be perhaps…
Her thought was broken like a twig at the sound of Arthur's muffled voice.
“Linda come here and join us.”
Dear Arthur could not have given her a more pleasing present.
She was Johnny on the spot in no time. Linda perform her functions like a trouper. With her teeth she pulled out the rubber plunger and put her head into the ass crevice without demanding permission from her notorious uncle.
While Arthur labored in and out of the sticky bush, Linda penetrated the arse with her thin youthful tongue.
Occasionally she licked at Arthur's staff and balls as they passed in and out of the enflamed vaginal sector.
Arthur, who was no novice in the commerce of pleasure, gave up Alice's honest hole for a dip into the rosey behind of the sensual Linda.
The man was dripping with come although he had not as yet reached the supreme moment. He hammered his cock the half?finch opening and gave Linda such a thrill that she redoubled her licking and lapping much to the delight of Alice who was in seventh heaven:
“Is everyone happy?” Arthur asked partly in pride and partly with self?imposed joy.
There was no response. The two young ladies were too busy reaping the harvest of their vast pleasure ride.
Alice suddenly had a moment of gratitude which she felt she should deliver to her master who was pushing the gals into the wall. Alice abandoned her position to kneel at Arthur's rear and chew at his rump.
The trio thus changed two or three times without any unfavorable change or let?down in sheer pleasure and ecstasy.
After twenty minutes of heavy sensual manipulations, the threesome unloaded their charge into the bowels of their respective partners.
They chimed away like the bells of a country church. Their throats warbled a happy melodious gurgle as they tumbled to the ground in a heap.
