'Mr. White,” Wanda said after a thoughtful pause, “do you wish me to come to you and play with your cock or will that distract you?” Wanda stood swaying slightly. Her beautiful naked breasts swung delightfully.
That did it! Mr. White could no longer control himself. He leaped from behind his desk, tore off his trousers and hurried toward the couch.
'Oh Wanda,” he said in a low husky voice. “Wanda, do you know what you're doing to me?'
'Yes,” she said simply. The next thing Mr. White knew, Wanda fell to her knees on the floor before him. She looked up to his towering body, his erect cock jutting out before him. She gripped it and began kissing it sweetly, up and down the shaft. She licked the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue, then she wrapped her lips around it, taking the head into her mouth. She sucked lightly on it, her hand firmly holding its base.
'Oh yes, Wanda… oh yes.'
She smiled and began to manipulate and massage his heavy balls. She tickled them with her sharp fingernails, then pulled and tugged on them gently. Her eyes beamed up into his, wanting to see his reaction.
'Oh Wanda, where did you ever learn…?'
As she fondled and caressed his balls, she began to lick the long, thick shaft of his cock. The taste was strange, but it excited Wanda.
She licked the length of it with the flat surface of her tongue, causing wonderful surges of sensation to rush through Andy. She drew her tongue down to the base of it, and took his balls into her mouth for a moment. Then she licked upwards until her lips rested at the tip. She pulled the head into her mouth and slid her wet lips down, sucking as she went, until the whole of his cock rested deeply in her throat. She could feel the pulsations coursing through the veins that ran along the underside of it.
'Oh, Wanda, where did you learn?” he asked again.
She slid his cock from her mouth and softly answered, “From the book.” She eyed his balls. They fascinated her; they seemed to change form as her nimble fingers teased them.
She licked his balls, and giggled. They tasted more salty and sweaty than his cock and the taste made her cunt ache. She glanced down at her naked thighs, surprised that her juices weren't wetting the rug. She felt as if her cunt were leaking, her desire dripping onto her inner thighs. Her breasts seemed swollen with pleasure.
'I love your balls. I do,” she said.
'Oh, Wanda.'
Wanda could tell by now that Mr. White loved every little thing she was doing. He was hugging her head and pushing her face close to his groin and began pumping in and out of her mouth in the fury of his passion. She removed it from her mouth and rubbed its velvety smoothness to her soft cheek, her lips, and forehead. She wrapped her long hair around his cock and squeezed it, jerking him off with her hair.
'Wanda?” he said, pulling away. “There's something I want you to do. You don't have to, if you don't want to…” His voice faded, he was unsure of himself.
'What is it, Mr. White? I'll do anything.” She kissed his cock, which jerked at the touch of her lips.
'I want you to take off your garters and wrap one of them around my cock.” He was tentative but growing firmer in his desire. If she complied, it would be the first time his fantasy had ever been fulfilled.
Wanda looked at him, a little surprised, but nevertheless excited by the request. She loved the fact that her intimate secret aroused him, too.
She stood up and moved over to sit on the sofa. She unhooked one of her stocking legs from the garter and slowly unwound it from her leg, looking at him all the while. His expression was a mixture of agony and anticipation. When Wanda at last got her garter off, she dangled it in the air. It was soft, but firm at the same time. It was like a miniature whip, and she brandished it as if she were going to beat him.
She knelt down before him again. But he wanted a good view of the pleasure to come, so he stepped back from her and sat down on the floor. She sat across from him, her legs spread outside of his. He could see everything in his position. His cock rose from his lap, the inflamed tip of it swinging in the air. She reached out and gently wrapped the band of leather around his cock. Her fingers were delicate and precise. This, to him, was a dream come true.
After she had wound it a few times around his cock, she pulled it tight, around the tip. He moaned and shuddered. She put her hands over his bound cock and squeezed, moving them up and down over the leather. The edge of the leather was digging into his flesh, feeling as if it was cutting into it, though they were only scraping against it. It was exquisite.
'Pull it tighter!” he groaned, delirious with excitement. She complied.
'Tighter, tighter!” he moaned, his voice rising. She pulled it very tight, half afraid that his cock would break in two. She could see the tip of his cock squeezing out of the top of the wound leather. She could see the edges digging into his flesh. When he begged her to pull it even tighter, she refused, thinking that it was as tight as it should go. He hit her hand away in a surge of ecstasy and took the end of it himself, pulling at it and squeezing it hard around his cock. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and squeezed it even harder. Then he came into the air, the head of his cock pulsing over the edge of the leather. Wanda watched in amazement as his come fell wet and white onto the dark brown leather and his thighs.
CHAPTER X
No sooner had Homer White stepped out of her elegant front door onto West Ninth Street than Alice Long heaved a contemplative sigh. Her breasts swelled as she stretched languidly in her chaise lounge. Wiggling her bare toes, she turned slightly to her right and picked up her cocktail from the stone floor of the sun porch.
She let her eyes flow evenly over her own shining nude body. The afternoon sun was bathing her graceful form in yellow light. Alice was very pleased with her contours and the excellent condition of her skin. The triangle between her legs was simply gorgeous. The golden, coarse hairs shone brilliantly in the sun. Her fleshy cunt lips were more like those of a virgin than a woman in her middle years.
Turning over onto her belly, she propped her chin on the back of one palm. The fact that Homer White was doing business with young Wanda tickled her. It fit nicely into Alice's new plans.
For a long time, Alice had been conscious of her strong attraction to Homer, although nothing had ever happened between them. For the most part, she had to admit, this lack of activity could be blamed on her.
On many occasions, she had been alone with Homer, but the right moment had never found her in the right mood. Lying there, with the hot sun caressing her bare shoulders and her plump, naked buttocks, she decided that this was because there had been no outside stimulus, nothing to inspire her. Homer had never taken the initiative either, though she was certain that he was attracted to her, and had been for some time.
Homer had to be lured, seduced. Alice sensed that he harbored fears of rejection, though she couldn't see why a man with his good looks, education, experience and obvious sexual desires should feel that way.
So, now two distinct opportunities presented themselves. One was the recent acquisition of Suzy Yang. Alice had taken her in so that she wouldn't be deported as an illegal alien, which indeed she was. Her presence in Alice's elegant home had almost turned Alice's life topsy-turvy.
Alice was already in love with the diminutive Eurasian and her apple-sized breasts. And Suzy would do anything Alice suggested-anything! Suzy was full of oriental tricks. According to Suzy, in sex, nothing was obscene. Alice quite agreed.
Just this morning, Suzy had smeared honey all over her own nipples, making them shine like gold in the sun, and invited Alice lick it off. Alice had done so, carefully, savoring the sweet taste of Suzy's sweet nipples and the even sweeter honey. Afterwards, when her breasts were clean and still wet, Suzy dipped her fingers into the jar, then dripped the thick golden honey between her toes. Alice had licked them clean, her tongue darting in between each toe until she had captured every drop. Then Suzy coated her cunt with the honey as Alice watched mesmerized.
There, on the sun porch, in the bright yellow morning sun, Suzy kneeled above Alice's head. Her cunt was above Alice's face, and some of the honey had dripped down on Alice's lips. She licked them slowly and lasciviously. Suzy lowered herself until her cunt rested on Alice's mouth. Slowly Alice began to lick the honey from Suzy's cunt. It was an exquisite combination of textures-the honey thick and smooth, and Suzy's smooth but fleshy cunt. Suzy loved the feel of the thick honey spreading over her flesh with Alice's wet tongue in pursuit.
