|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
 |
 | Blogs > CB_2 > I admit, I like to be spanked > Learning About Girls - fiction |
|
||||
Last Read: |
He called her at lunchtime, with very specific instructions as to how she was to be ready, from 6.30pm precisely: on all fours in the living room, arms by her side, face down with her arse in the air, naked except for a blindfold over eyes. She was not to move or speak until given permission to do so. “I want you to think about licking another woman’s pussy, for my pleasure, until I get home, but do not touch yourself” he commanded. He put the phone down on her objection – as her Master, her supposed lack of desire for women was of no interest to him. In any case, he intended to prove her wrong, whilst also testing her submission. At 7.30pm, the front door opened. Christine had been dutifully in place for the last hour, and sighed with relief that he had at last come home. The position was getting a little difficult to maintain. He walked into the room and bent down to look at her pussy, checking for signs of dampness. He blew lightly on it, and then moved his face closer to hers. “Have you been imagining your tongue inside another woman’s pussy, like I told you to?” he whispered. She nodded silently. “Your pussy is quite wet. I think it turned you on. But let’s see.” He stood up and removed his tie, trailing it slowly down her back and over her buttocks. He walked out of the room and made his way upstairs to get changed into something a little less formal. While he was gone, the doorbell rang. She froze, knowing she was not allowed to move without his express permission. She heard him come down the stairs, walk towards it and open it. “Diana!” he exclaimed warmly, “come on in.” Christine panicked. Who the hell was Diana and why had he invited her into their house, especially while she was here naked on the living room floor? The living room door opened. “This is Christine, my wife,” she heard him explain, as the blood rushed to her cheeks in shame. “She is learning how to please me. Would you like to take a closer look?” Stiletto heels clicked over towards her kneeling body and slowly walked around her consideringly. “Very nice,” the unknown woman chuckled. “I especially like the way her pussy is displayed for your pleasure. What do you plan to do with it later?” Christine heard her husband open a bottle of wine and pour a glass for himself and his lady friend. “I haven’t decided yet, but the reason I invited you along is because Christine needs to learn how to take pleasure from another woman. She claims she does not find women attractive, which of course I don’t believe for a moment. “Take a look at her moistness – that’s after she has spent the last hour thinking about being with another woman, on my instruction. Imagine how much she would drip if you ran your tongue along her labia and flicked her clit.” Horrified, Christine felt the dampness between her thighs increase as she listened to her husband’s words. Perhaps Mike was right, and women did excite her after all, but she had just suppressed it until now? “Well, we’ll have to test that theory, won’t we?” the woman asked. Christine sensed her kneel down behind her. Moments later, she felt the quick flick of a tongue over her pussy lips, probing between her lips, teasing them with her teeth. She moaned quietly with desire. This woman certainly knew how to lick pussy. The tongue flicked quickly over her clit, bringing her rapidly to a shuddering orgasm, even more quickly than Mike could do. She made no attempt to hush her moans as she came, knowing he would love to hear it, given that the whole point of this exercise was for his pleasure. The fact that it was her pleasure as well made it all the sweeter. As she knelt there panting, Mike spoke to her once more. “You see, darling, I told you you would love being licked by a woman. And now I want you to find out how much you enjoy licking pussy as well. Lie on your back for me.” As instructed, she lay flat on her back, still blindfolded, and felt Diana straddle her face, bringing her pussy to just over her lips. Close to, she could smell the scent of her arousal. Similar to her own, that she was used to licking off Mike’s cock, but slightly different. After a moment’s pause, she tentatively stretched out her tongue and touched the woman’s skin, quickly withdrawing as she processed the taste. Her first taste of another woman. Not bad. In fact, quite a turn on. This woman was already wet and Christine presumed that had been her doing. It was a heady feeling, knowing she could make another woman damp between her thighs, and she stretched her tongue rather more boldly out this time. In only seconds, she was licking like a pro, as if she had been exploring women’s private parts all her adult life. It was easy: all she had to do was lick and tease and kiss her in exactly the way she, Christine, liked Mike to do to her. Very soon, she could feel Diana’s muscles tensing and knew that her orgasm was coming. It encouraged her to flick her clit more quickly, desperate to feel that release above her face. Now she knew why Mike always became so intense just before she came – it was his pleasure as much as hers that spurred him on. And the thought of having this woman about to come just above her face certainly encouraged her to greater efforts in her teasing. Diana came with a grunt and released a shower of sweet-tasting liquid all over Christine’s face, which she eagerly lapped up with happy moans – Mike had found her a squirter as well, knowing she was fascinated by the whole topic. Eventually, her shaking stopped, and then Mike helped Diana to turn round, so that her head was now facing Christine’s feet. Christine felt his knees alongside her head, and he lifted her hand to place it round his cock. “Thank you for making Diana so wet for me, baby. Now I want you to slide my cock inside her tight little hole, and I want you to feel my balls drag across your face while I take her from behind just above you. I want you to listen to the slurps and slaps.” Christine did as she was told and then lay there as he slammed himself into Diana’s cunt, inches above her face. Breathing in deeply, she could smell the sharp scent of sex, and it made her horny to think of what was happening just out of her reach. She wished the blindfold were off, so she could watch, but had to be content with the pictures her feverish imagination was creating for her. Her breathing quickened as she felt both of them get closer and closer to exploding, until suddenly he thrust forcefully into Diana, grunting as he came, just as she also called out “Oh fuck, oh yes, oh God!” There was a moment’s pause. Christine heard him withdraw his cock and felt its tip briefly brushed against her lips. Her tongue darted out, to taste his sperm and Diana’s juices all mingled together. He groaned quietly and sat back, undoing her blindfold as he did so. She stared at the flushed and engorged pussy just above her face, his come dripping out of it, and flicked her tongue up to catch the drips. Diana moaned slightly and rocked backwards so she was a little more upright, her fingers spreading her pussy lips wide, encouraging Mike’s sperm to drip out of her into Christine’s waiting mouth. “Oh yes, baby,” he murmured, watching closely, “that spunk is all for you. Lick it out of her and swallow it down.” She did not need telling twice, and again attended to Diana’s pussy, now totally converted to the smell, the taste, the onset of yet another orgasm. As Diana squirted over her again, expelling the last of Mike’s sperm into her waiting mouth, Christine sighed contentedly. Yet again, he had opened up a whole new source of pleasure for her, under the pretence of making her submit to his will, and she loved him for it. If you enjoyed this tale, you can find the full list of my published stories at Summary of fiction on my blog Blogito ergo sum. |
|||
10/13/2007 5:12 pm |
Just read this one, thanks. How do you come up with them, is it all imagination or are you drawing on some experiences?
| |||
 10/13/2007 5:13 pm |
Mmmm.. Very good  ~Hopeless 'til the end~
| |||
10/13/2007 6:29 pm |
very well written and hot... Not all who wander are lost.
| |||
10/13/2007 9:26 pm |
I've so missed your writing while I've been away ~jeff ~spunky
| |||
 10/14/2007 7:45 am |
Goldarn it, now those Sunday chores will have to be postponed! 
| |||
10/14/2007 8:50 am |
I'm curious about the blush in the beginning of tale (tail?)? Which cheeks blushed? hmmmmm. Wonderful story, erotic. Do you publish your collection (assume you've more stories) online? Can I find you on Literotica? If not, would you consider? I've missed opportunity to read your imagination.
| |||
10/14/2007 9:08 am |
My lovely lady. Now I must go see my bob(battery operated boys!) Thank you for the wet pussy.     Take off your clothes and visit me in the Red Room. All friends are welcome
| |||
10/14/2007 12:16 pm |
I like I like I like bit too much really 
| |||
10/14/2007 3:22 pm |
I like I like I like bit too much really  is all
| |||
10/16/2007 6:01 am |
MMMMMmmmmmm my god I sooooo loved that story... Mrs Jones Secret  
| |||
12/12/2007 7:07 pm |
Ok, I'm in. Imagine i said something funny or insightful here. I'd write it myself, but the three stories I just read wore me down.
| |||
2/20/2008 8:58 pm |
I really enjoyed this story it reminded me of a real scenario in my life some years ago. well written. cheers.
| |||
8/6/2008 4:05 am |
Whew, captivated right 'til the end. I'm not sure who had the best time. Maybe it was equally shared, as something certainly was. 
| |||
 |
 |
 |
| Become a member to comment on this blog | ||
 |
|
