“Please, Lorna… stop teasing me, darling… jack me off… I need it so much! I can't stand it any longer… I'm all wet and hot… frig me, won't you… push your finger in… deep… deep… make me come… play with me… oh, Jesus! I'm so fucking randy… why do you torture me so… jack me off, you bitch… quickly, or I will do it myself… I want to come… come… come… so… very… badly… ooooohhhh… Loooornaaaa…”
Her hand moved lower and she reached the hairs covering my cunt and finally she touched the top of my slit. I was dripping wet, feeling the juice flow from my open cunt. I thought it was never going to happen when all of a sudden she drove a stiff finger deep inside my cunt. Her long carmine nail scratched the walls of my cunt, but I couldn't feel pain any longer… it was plain pleasure I felt and rocking up and down on the bed, I cried out my lust. Now that she had her finger in she moved it rapidly in and out of my slit, making my juices flow even more. My eyes were closed as I underwent her skilled ministrations on my cunt. She frigged me deep and good and she didn't forget to apply the proper pressure to my swollen clit. Feeling cunt all over, I was in a heaven of lust and passion, my head rolling to and fro on the cushion.
Biting my lips to keep myself from crying, I moaned and groaned in utter rut. And then, just as I was about to come in a glorious orgasm, Lorna took her finger away from my cunt!
“No… oh no, Lorna… don't stop, darling… I was almost there… don't leave me like this… please, make me come… oh, please don't stop now… frig me… frig me… I want it… I want it…”
Lorna looked at me and a little smile crept over her face. I almost cried when I looked at her. Never before had I felt so cruelly left… unsatisfied, but still randy… terribly randy…
My own hand went to my slit. If she wasn't going to make me come I was going to do it myself. I just couldn't stay like this… I had to have an orgasm! Before I could start to jack off Lorna took my hand away from my slit and I almost struck her in the face when all of a sudden I saw what she had in mind.
Taking my hand from my dripping slit and bringing her head between my legs in one motion she went for my cunt with her open mouth. Deeply her agile tongue entered my slit and delightfully swiped over my swollen clit… After her cruel behavior of not too long ago, this was almost too good to be true, but it was!
Licking and sucking away at me, eating my pussy like one hungry for days, she had me swooning and groaning in no time at all. With swift motions her tongue went over the entire length of my burning twat, and it didn't take her long to bring me to where she had left me. My sticky come-juice was still flowing in her mouth when the door opened and her husband, Robert, entered the room.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Quickly closing the door behind him, he leaned against the door, looking at the scene we offered him. His lovely wife was dressed in the tight black dress, slobbering away at my cunt, her lips covered with my slimy come juice, still panting from the cunt lapping she had given me.
We must have been a real sight and very exciting as well, for when we looked up at him we could see his hardened prick standing out in his trousers. He just stood there smiling, without saying a single word! The look in his eyes frightened me and at the same time excited me terribly. Pointing his finger at me he made me come to him.
When I stood in front of him he looked me over, especially looking at my dripping bush.
“You're looking very lovely today, Mitzy,” he said. “Are you going to stay the night with us? Are you ready for it? Come on, speak up! This is hardly the time and the place to be shy or anything like that, is it? As long as you are going to be with us tonight you might as well start by unbuttoning my fly… my cock is much too cooped up in there… Come on, open it for me… You must have opened flys before so it shouldn't be too difficult for you…”
My hand went to his fly and I unzipped it quickly. Under my eyes his rock-hard prick sprung out of his pants-it really was a whopper. It was enormous, both in length and circumference, the bulging head glimmering redly on top of the huge scepter. Looking at it I longed to have it pushed up my slit-once more passion reared its head. But I wasn't going to get it right now and neither was Lorna, who must have been feeling even
At least I had been sucked very adequately by her. By now the poor girl must be dying for something up her slit, especially this mighty weapon her husband had for a cock. Uneasily she shifted her bottom on the bed, all the while looking at Robert's erected cock in my hand.
“Come over here, Lorna,” Robert said. “Come over here and take a closer look at what I have for the two of you…”
Lorna raised herself from the bed and came over to her husband and me. In what seemed an almost humble way, she stood before him, looking at his cock with longing, burning eyes.
“You may touch it, Lorna… Mitzy, take your hand from my prick… let Lorna touch it… she loves to feel it throb in her hand, don't you, dear?”
I took my hand away from the stiff prick reluctantly as Lorna closed hers around the huge stem.
“You like the feel of it, don't you, darling… in your hand… in your cunt, your mouth. Jack me off a little… but be careful… don't make me come yet… we save that for later… after we have had some more fun… you know what I mean, don't you…”
At this last question she just nodded her head and, tightening her hand around his prick, she began to masturbate him slowly and carefully. Fascinated, I watched her work on her husband's prick. It was such a lovely sight to see her hand covering and uncovering the bulging head with the loose foreskin.
“She is very good at it, isn't she, Mitzy? My bitchy little wife sure knows how to frig a prick… of yes, she is really good at it… did she tell you she used to frig her old man when she was only five? That's how she learned to handle a prick properly… from her old man… he must have been a randy bastard, making his five year old daughter jack him off… and she loved him for it… she loved to feel his spunk squirting over her hot little hand… he also taught her how to frig her little hairless slit… that is why she still shaves her cunt… in memory of all the lewd things she used to do… and I love her for it… oh yes, I love my darling little wife… she is such a randy little beast… she can't get enough of it and when I discovered she liked her bottom spanked and whipped we really went all the way…”
Standing close to the lascivious couple I had a very good view of the manipulations of Lorna's hand on Robert's stiff prick. In my mind I could picture what she had looked like when five years old, handling her father's prick. I had not been wrong in my hunch when I first saw them. They were the very thing I expected them to be, and I shuddered in delight thinking of the things still to come.
“Stick your hand under her dress, Mitzy, and feel the state her cunt is in… she must be dripping wet by now… she must be dying for it now… sucking your cunt… wanking me now… oh yes, she must be dripping wet… but don't frig her yet… she is going to get a whipping first because that's something else she wants most dearly…”
I did as Robert told me to do and reached under Lorna's dress, my fingers carefully investigating her cunt. He had been right… so very right. She was sopping wet, sticky cunt-juice flowing from her open slit, dripping down her legs. Her cunt opened like a flower in the sunshine under my fingers and I would have loved to frig her till she spended. However, I sensed Robert was to be obeyed, and against my own nature I took my hand away from her lovely wet slit.
“I think she isn't far from coming, Robert… she is streaming juice and her cunt is all open and wet… Are you going to whip her now?”
“You are really eager to watch her being whipped… You love to see her cringe under the blows… All right, I think we better get her flogged then… no need to wait any longer… Lie down on the floor, Lorna and you Mitzy, get some ropes from the wardrobe and bind her hands… you may have to gag her as well… to keep her from crying… We don't want to wake up the other people…”
I was so excited by now I could hardly stop myself from trembling all over, but with Robert's help I managed to bind her hands and gag her. She looked lovely the way she was on the floor. All helpless and unable to stop us now… She was completely at our mercy, and I knew I was going to enjoy every cruel minute of it… Although she must have been used to this sort of treatment, she looked scared and terrified, but it didn't make me feel any different toward her. I had no pity at all for her- her helplessness made me all the more excited. I couldn't stop myself from passing my hands over her body and, to add to her humiliation, I cruelly pinched her erected nipples. She cried out in pain but the gag in her mouth stopped her from making a sound. She just rolled her eyes and tears
