As an addenda to the preface above written somewhat later letme report that a diary WAS kept. Unbeknownst to me. Sara hadkept a personal diary in which she reported most of what I hadtold her along with her own reactions to each event. I wassurprised to learn this perhaps even a bit dismayed. Onreflection though. I concluded that it really made very littledifference- it did not change the substance at all of whathappened and served later to reinforce my memory in looking backon events that are truly important to me but probably not toanyone else. In reading the diary now. I find two interestingthings- that my memory is essentially correct and Sara’s writtenreaction to each thing that occurred is excited and exciting tome. So much for the addenda. Now back to the report.
To tie things down consider the background. June. 1984. Herbertis in Europe attending a major conference and staying on forother business. He will be there for six weeks perhapseight. Helen has not been able to go. She plans to join him inthe South of France later after his conference is over in twoweeks or so. For now she is still at home busy but notoverwhelmed with her work. Helen fancies herself a queen. She isintelligent attractive with a marvelous voluptuous body andshe is fully aware of it and of a certain power that it gives. But she has a haughty imperious. I-am-superior-to-you attitudethat annoys many people and absolutely infuriates others. She ismarried to an older man who obviously adores her pampers her,caters to her every whim but who cannot at all control her andhas never satisfied her. Her husband travels extensively.
The evening that this event began a Friday. Helen had gone tothe symphony alone and there encountered a man. Tyrone whomshe had known well once and disliked- a tall spare man ofcurious temperament a hedonist a true male chauvinist,stubborn opinionated willful- a type that Helen usuallydetested. That evening after the concert he offered her adrink and thinking of avoiding a long cab ride home alone sheaccepted. The thought of physical involvement with this man,though perhaps not repulsive was certainly far from her mind. After stopping for a drink and a late light supper he did driveher to her house made the expected pass and she responded bygiving him a stinging slap in the face. He replied as no man hadbefore. He twisted her arm turned her away from him and using ahard bare hand slapped her fiercely across the rump. Shereacted immediately and when he slapped her behind hard again,she gasped aloud as if all thought of resistance was gone. Recognizing her reaction exactly for what it was as completesubmission he sat pulled her over his lap bottom-up pulledher skirt all the way up over her hips and slowly and with greatceremony pulled her panty hose down so that her now-bare ass wasin his complete view. Now firmly and with great authority hetotally took control spanking her bottom until it had turnedbright pink and she had begun to bawl like a baby. Ignoring hercries as just so much nonsense (which both of them knew theywere) his hand wandered over her rosy red rump found a pathbetween her tightly clenched thighs and when a finger tested itdiscovered that she was sopping wet that her clit had emergedand now stood upright like a miniature penis indicating to himjust how sincere her protests were. He sensed total victory. Inonly another moment he had her panty hose off completely and nowwith her totally obvious complete cooperation had unzipped herdress pulled it over her head tossed it on the floor as if itwas just a rag rather than the very expensive frock that itreally was (wasn’t that the ULTIMATE indignity? she thought).
He had unhooked her bra so that she stood nude before him herbare breasts in his face her nipples now standing likesentinels offering themselves to his hard sucking kisses herarms around his neck. One of his hands fondled her rump whilethe other hand was up between her widespread thighs his fingerinserted full depth in her sensuous feminine flower teasing itand bringing her ever closer to orgasm. She had been totallyconquered by a simple spanking and by a bit of foreplay. He hadwon the prize and obviously it was now his for the taking. Heknew this and so did she. She was fully aware that she wasexcited beyond anything in her experience that very soon hewould want to use her and however he chose to use her thatthere was simply no way that she could stop him or would stop himor would even want to stop him.
Now he led her to her bedroom spanked her further and harder toher very great dismay- or perhaps to her very considerable joy. He stripped. Soon he joined her nude in her bed. He was rigidlyerect and she was obviously totally acquiescent totallypassionate totally excited totally and absolutely orgasmicallyresponsive. He took her in strange positions and in strangeways vanquishing her completely and certainly satisfying herbetter than she had ever been satisfied. During it all withTyrone’s cock buried to its full depth in her humid squishypussy when she had already had orgasm twice and knew she was onthe verge of a third she thought that never since the day atage 16 when she had lost her virginity until perhaps an hour ago,had she ever really known what sex was all about what truecarnal pleasure could be what submission to a strong individualcould do. She had always liked sex but really certainly couldhave done without it too- but now?
Now it was hours later. He had gone almost without a word andshe had to deal mentally with the evening’s almost incredibleevents. Well one thing of which she was certain- she would notbe seeing him again. He had brutalized her- well not exactlybrutalized but he certainly had spanked her. Not that it hadhurt especially but it had cost her her dignity. And he haddone strange things disgusting things. Like putting his fingerinto her anus and then of all things kissing her there a wet,thrusting kiss inserting his tongue as far as he could. That wasabsolutely bestial. Animals behaved like that not intelligentpeople. And worst of all he had taken her made her whimper inpleasure brought her to orgasm several times and beforeleaving firmly pinched her nipples made her call him Master,and made her suck his then semi-soft cock brought him back erectand was quickly impaled again on it. Now she lay resting in bed,thinking about all this about the moment when he first took her,spanked her and then stripped her bare and spanked her again,brought her nude and excited into her own bedroom stripped hisown clothes off and paraded around the room showing off his veryrigid erection with the absolute implication of what he wasgoing to do with that awful thing — right here she thought inthis very room in my own bed. And she found herself gettingoverheated once more her nipples again erect and her juicesflowing. Crazy she thought absolutely crazy. She was goingto cum again.
Her strange thought was that she really wanted to share thisexperience. She would call Sara. Now that they were reallyclose she would tell her everything. Sara would just love tohear about this adventure. She loved kinky things and kinkyclothes and kinky adventures and especially intimate kinkytalk. Sara would flip!!! Yes she thought. Sara WILL flip if Icall her at 3:30 AM even to tell her THIS story. Helen lay backin bed nude voluptuously excited sleepless thinking strangethoughts. This WAS a strange adventure a marvelous kinkyadventure one to be regretted perhaps but one to be savored,to be reflected on to be shared with a really close loved andunderstanding friend one to be discussed with her in aparticularly private moment (perhaps while lying with her facebetween Sara’s elegant breasts while kissing and gently suckinga mouth-watering responsive nipple). This was an experience tobe digested and analyzed and understood but NOT one to berepeated.
She chanced to look at her telephone on the nightstand next toher bed. She willed it to ring. Let some one call me shethought anybody. Nobody did. She thought what if it ringsright now and it is him- Tyrone that bastard- and he orders meto get into my car and drive to his house stark naked rightnow!!! Would I? she wondered. She looked at her nightstand. There on a sheet of paper was his parting shot- his telephonenumber written there just as he was leaving. His verbal orderto her to call him tomorrow night exactly at nine or suffer theconsequences– whatever that might mean. Call him tomorrow?-well he could just forget about that. She meant to crumple upthat piece of paper right now and to put it in the ashtray andlight a match to it- as if burning it meant burning therelationship and burning that bastard Tyrone at the same time. But just then she did not have a match handy so it would waituntil tomorrow. Yes she thought. I will burn it in the morning.
Helen had before tonight very limited extramarital experience. In each of the three or four times that she had been bedded down,the man was of the same type- a mature intellectual,professorial type a man for whom she had profound respect a manwho respected her own intellectual strength and her breeding whotreated her like a great lady is treated a man who in each casewas almost a clone for her husband. Every time so far the appealhad been mental. Heaven knows that Tyrone was none of thesethings that had interested her in the past. He was a totallydifferent specimen- mature yes but not a great mind not ascholar at all not particularly physically attractive notmuscular not strong not especially talented in anything thatshe could identify. She giggled thinking that his penis wasn’tall that huge either big enough certainly to get the job done,but not huge either like some of those that she had admired inporno flicks. Well if the appeal wasn’t mental and it wasn’tcompletely physical either then what was it? What DID this guydo that was so special? All he did was take charge ignore whatshe wanted (or thought she wanted) take control of her,discipline her and— well what else she thought.
The next morning she could think of nothing else. But now shehad better personal insight in to what had really happened. Hehad somehow peeled off the veneer layer from her and had gottendown to the core to what she felt was the fundamental personinside. He made her feel like a true love slave ready anxiousto please his every whim. And the funny thing the absolutelywierd point about this whole episode was that she did not lovethis man- she did not even especially like him and did notrespect him. He did not have the deep bass voice that shesometimes found sensuously attractive. He was not especiallyhandsome nor tall. He had no great brain. What he did have wasa certain presence a command of the situation that she foundjust incredibly overpowering. And he wanted her obviouslywanted her physically wanted her carnally wanted her and couldand would all but own her body and soul but mostly body.
She immediately began to share her experience with Sara andfound that Sara was as expected almost as delighted hearing thedetails as she was in telling them. Helen found this part of theadventure just doubly delectable- lying nude with Sara her lipsnuzzling Sara’s shell pink ear perhaps her tongue probing herhands running across that ravishing rump a hand searchingbetween Sara’s widespread thighs a finger finding exquisitecream in that scrumptious cunny. As the adventure proceeded,Sara demanded to know needed to know every detail- whom she hadmet what they looked like what they had done for how long,how when where. Sara seemed to want to participate butvicariously afraid really to cross the line and join directly inthe adventure. And this Helen wanted to protect her from notreally knowing where it was going. Sara was Helen’s secret. SoSara knew everything that happened between Helen and Tyrone andhis friends but Tyrone never knew about Sara.
Helen thought through her situation–her husband will be gone fora month or more and for that month she has a master one who ownsher will train her in the image that he finds desirable. Hewill spank her when he pleases perhaps in the privacy of herbedroom and perhaps elsewhere with others watching. That much hehas already told her. She knows that she should flee him refuseto see him again or even speak to him. And she is entirelycertain that she will not do that- that tomorrow she may beterrified of what can happen but she knows that she WILL see himagain. And she will be spanked by him- and she is of course. Now these subsequent spankings that she gets later are not at allsevere beatings- only fairly gentle spankings applied with a barehand or mildly with a leather strop to her naked bottom. They donot even especially hurt. They perhaps more than anything elseare symbolic both to him and to her of his sexual domination. They paint her rear end a bright pink leaving her heaving andgasping and incredibly lascivious looking only for ways toplease him even more. And he promises her nothing more thanregular almost constant excitement wild new adventures,exciting new friends and orgasm orgasm orgasm!!!!
And so she does not go to Europe that summer. She decides thatthe pressures at work are too great that she cannot get away,that Herbert will travel alone and enjoy himself that hisfreedom will be good for him invigorating. She tells all this toSara and Sara thinks it is hysterically funny. Sara believesthat women are mostly cunt anyway (expressed in exactly thatphrase). She believes that all women occasionally have theirbrains in their vaginas but that Helen’s brains now are totallyconfined to the clitoris. (and on stating that conclusion. Saraleans forward finds that delightful appendage and emphasizesher point by giving it a lovely kiss). Sara thinks that Helen iscurrently involved in very private intimate treatment perhapsbest called Mind Fuck in Sara’s judgment an effective andacceptable form of therapy. She approves of this adventure,conditionally. That is the idea is good the events so far havebeen fun and very very different. This will all be OK so long asit can be kept in perspective and no long term damage is done. She has not met Tyrone but she certainly now knows all abouthim and she thinks that Helen has never looked so good or beenso interesting. Her only complaint is that Helen does not haveas much private time for Sara but the time they do have togetheris absolutely marvelous- more intimate and exciting than it hadever been before.
In one of their private moments. Helen had confided some of herunrealized fantasies to Tyrone. One of these related to havingsex with a black man something that she had thought about foryears but had obviously never done. Tyrone was fascinated withthe concept but decided it needed expanding upon. He knew of ablack couple professionals intelligent and interestedthemselves in swinging. He arranged the meeting. The two ofthem. Helen and Tyrone went to the apartment where the blackcouple. George and Grace lived. Tyrone had told her that thesetwo were middle aged -perhaps late 30s or early 40s and quiteattractive. He was a physician she a clinical psychologist and,according to Tyrone the least inhibited person that he knew.
After some preliminary conversation. Grace led Helen to thebedroom to dress and of course helped her to undress for herbaby-doll. First though. Grace turned her face up for a kiss. When Helen responded. Grace thrust her tongue out what seemed tobe six inches bathing the back of the roof of Helen’s mouth-what seemingly was the most exotic first kiss that Helen had everreceived. Of course the fact that Grace was unzipping this andunhooking that all the while delightful parts were cominguncovered and bare and could be touched and stroked andstimulated. This only fueled the flames that her tongue hadlit. They continued this exchange of astonishingly appetizingkisses deep-tongue kisses and almost forgot the two men waitingfor them. Helen had a good look at her delightful playmate ather luscious golden small but shapely titties with their spiffychocolate covered nipples and that curly sable pubic triangleand the pink clit that seemed to be peeping out at her at herscrumptious hips and thighs and that beautiful ass and thoughtthat she would have been just as glad to forget the men for theevening- that she was really taken with this Grace and that whatshe wanted from her was really more than a hors d’oeuvre. Gracewould have made a delectable main course. That was not to be atleast not this evening.
The girls separated each going to a man. George put his armaround Helen captured the cheek of her bottom in his hand andled her to a bedroom. Once through the door he turned hertowards him delightfully squeezed both cheeks of her scrumptiousass his rigid cock pressing against her belly. They exchanged adeep wet kiss. In only a moment. Helen was on the bed on herback her legs spread wide. George’s eager face between herthighs his tongue tasting her now squishy-wet pussy. She turnedaround so that they were in a position of 69. She took his huge,thick chocolate Tootsie Roll in her hand squeezed it leanedtowards it kissed it and took as much of it as she could intoher mouth. For long moments she sucked the rigid ebony bar,really enjoying the sensation as it throbbed in her mouth. Itwas almost too much to contain and it hurt her jaw a bit but itwas that very well known pleasure-pain that lovely combinationof the best of both. It was her intention eventually to turnaround and take him in her fully-ready vagina but they waited aninstant too long.
Now understand this moment. Before Tyrone she had done oral sexonly a relatively few times practically never with her husband. She had done it with each of her previous lovers but generallyas a means of erecting an otherwise flaccid penis perhaps afterthey had already had intercourse once. No man had ever cum inher mouth. Even Tyrone who had undeniably expanded herexperiences in sucking a cock and who certainly could have cumin her mouth if he chose to did not do so. The thought of a mansquirting his thick oily essence into her fully ready vagina waspleasant even downright exciting. And since she had recentlybeen re-introduced into anal sex (and liked it in typicalmasochistic fashion) having a man cumming into her anus wasfine even fun. Still the idea of a cock going off into hermouth while not actually disgusting was perhaps a little bitfrightening- the ultimate invasion of her personal privacy. Andnow right now it obviously was going to happen.
She just knew it was going to happen that he was going to go offlike a fire hose. She thought that she did not even know what todo. She did not have to do anything. He grabbed her face withboth his hands pulled her closer so that most of his full depthwas inserted in her mouth the glans almost down her throat. Shecould not help but think of a porno film that she and Sara hadwatched together in which the heroine has sucked down a hugeprick taking the whole thing taking it all the way to herlover’s orgasm. Now she could feel George approaching orgasm-the head of his cock swelled even larger receded swelled again,and then suddenly a thick hot oily salty squirt against theback of her palate. Her gave her a huge oral injection and inthe position she was she could do nothing other than to swallowit down. And with his tongue furiously stroking her the sheermasochistic sensation overpowering her she had orgasm too awild response on her part to an absolutely wild feeling.
So she had been treated to her first taste of cum and a royalmouthful it was. And she had dutifully swallowed it down andhad herself cum while doing it. A marvelous experience!!! Whatin the world she wondered had she been afraid of? The taste?Well yes a bit strange but certainly not unpleasant perhapssimilar in a sense to raw oysters she thought. She feltdisappointed on the one hand because she had really wantedGeorge to measure her internal dimensions with that gorgeousmonster to probe her for depth and diameter. On the other hand,she did have the experience of servicing him orally all the way,and had been rewarded for her efforts by his obvious pleasure andby the copious salty (and marvelously palatable no questionabout that) squirt he had shot down her throat.
They rested together for a bit and as he relaxed she knelt onthe bed before him. Now absolutely unafraid with a new feelingof confidence and control she leaned forward her lips brushedagainst his now semi-soft prick. She thrust out her tongue,licking its length and marveled at it as it grew before hereyes. In only an instant or so it seemed he was erect again. He pulled her on top of him. She spread a leg on either side,now perched above that again large fairly hard brown rod. Hishands were on her hips slowly pulling her down impaling hersquishy cunt until his full depth was buried. It felt absolutelymarvelous. It stretched her beyond where she had ever beforebeen expanded. Now they rode now his hands holding and squeezingher behind which she just loved and later holding each lusciousbreast gently pinching her nipples but all the while strokingupwards deep slow plunges and with the front of his shaftgently massaging her clit on each stroke. For another tenminutes this went on. Helen perhaps had another orgasm then,perhaps not. She did not later remember. George certainly did,inundating her with another lovely flood.
A while later they walked out nude hand in hand to the otherbedroom to find Grace in the identical position sitting astrideTyrone’s cock. As they walked in they were behind the couplemaking love and had an intimate view of Grace’s elegant,shapely full bottom her thighs spread. Tyrone’s prick inserteddeeply in her pussy. As she stroked up and down they weretreated to the sight of the muscular action in her rump atotally erotic sight to Helen. Grace bent forward to give Tyronea long kiss now lying parallel over him rubbing her titties onhis chest and exposing as she did so her winking brown rosette. It seemed to be begging for a kiss so Helen did just that- kneltbehind bent her head forward kissed it lovingly and attemptedto thrust her tongue through. That seemed a totally appropriategesture for the marvelous feelings that she had just now. Shebegan to laugh but nobody quite knew why. She thought just atthat instant that she had become a graduate student again thistime in a PhD program in Advanced Fancy Fucking. And that Tyronewas her tutor. She was currently doing research for herdissertation that Grace’s apartment was her laboratory. Shegiggled–yes she would report that to Sara tomorrow and theywould be hysterical together.
One point to be considered. Helen had isolated Sara from herexperience with Tyrone. But she did report everything to Sara,so she did tell her all about George and Grace. Perhaps of theentire affair this was the portion that most excited Sara. Therewas nothing to be done about it then. However perhaps a yearlater when Tyrone was history the topic came up between thegirls for perhaps the hundredth time and Helen agreed tointroduce Sara to the black couple. They all met for dinner andretired to Helen’s house for dessert (Herbert was away). WouldGeorge like to see all three girls naked and playing together?Oh wow!!! But yes. Would it be OK so far as Grace was concerned?Well certainly. And did they? Of course. In a marvelous kind ofdaisy chain like a reverse Oreo Cookie a mouth-wateringchocolate layer sandwiched between two whites. And was he givenhis choice of the three to try on for size personally? Well,yes he was. And who was the choice? That question isridiculous. You know the answer to that. And did Helen andGrace play their own private games while George reamed out Sara’sscrumptious cunt? Don’t even bother to ask.
But now back to the great Tyrone adventure. For the two yearperiod prior to Tyrone she and Sara had been taking belly dancinglessons- at first with a group of woman at the local YWCA- and atthe end of that series from an older very experienced bellydancer an elegant exotic lady of Turkish extraction who hadlearned this dance in the old country as a girl. This olderwoman now about 60 is an incredible specimen. She is slim,lithe with a marvelous body and more energetic than women halfher age. She has continued the lessons with Sara and Helen andtwo other ladies as an advanced class taught privately. She hastaught them things that the YWCA classes did not evencontemplate- much more cosmopolitan things and especially shehas taught them about the sexuality of the dance. She believesthat belly dancing is inherently erotic that it is meant toexcite both the dancer and the watchers and that it is senselessand practically impossible for the dancer not to have sex aftershe is through dancing. If she has no partner available thenmasturbation is expected and understood. She believes that bellydancing without orgasm following is absolute nonsense. Sara ofcourse has a young strong very vigorous husband. When shecomes home from a lesson he is delighted to help relieve her ofher excess energy and strong erotic feelings in the time honored,traditional way. Helen’s husband on the other hand is notalways there and is not as sexually involved. For her,masturbation after a dance lesson has become almost a ritual.
Helen has been delighted with the lessons- they are real fun,marvelous exercise and they give her the most erotic feelingsimaginable. When she began her lessons she thought that theymight put some thrills in her otherwise hum-drum workadayexistence. Well she thought they certainly have done that. Consider the basic movement in the belly dance- the thrustingforward and backwards of the pelvis an almost perfect parody ofthe female movements in sexual intercourse. Consider thesource,too. Belly dancing was first done in the Harems of theSultans in the Ottoman Empire and the dancers were always haremslaves selected for having the perfect voluptuous figure thatthe dance demands- full breasts firm shapely legs and thighs,and a delicious magnificent bottom. Helen’s figure matches thisdescription exactly.
During the early lessons at the YWCA the students dress insweatpants and shirts and tennis shoes a ragpack looking group,not in the least pleasing in appearance. After the YWCA phase,the teacher suggested that Helen and Sara and the ladies buy theappropriate costumes the diaphanous filmy materials designedto show more than they hide so that beautiful breasts areapparent nipples are protuberant and obvious and thighs andbottoms carnally displayed as much as they are hid. One Saturdayafternoon the girls made an excursion to Greek Town to anobscure shop and bought the costumes. Later in the week theymet each to see how the other looked dressed. Helen looked veryattractive- but Sara was absolutely gorgeous. Her pitch blackhair intense brown eyes full shapely mouth and dark coloringgave her an Italian look almost like Sophia Loren. She was sexpersonified in this costume her gorgeous body almost completelyrevealed and still hidden slightly. She looked the perfectHouri the beautiful nubile voluptuous maiden that Moslemsthink await them in Paradise trained first to tease and then tosatisfy to give perfect exotic never-ending sex in ways almostbeyond the comprehension of mortal man.
Helen put on a tape and they danced- first together and then,one for the other obviously both very stimulated. Saraapproached the end of her dance and in Harem manner began toremove the few articles of clothing she wore. First thepantaloons came off so she was dancing in her vest andunderpants. Helen removed her own pantaloons. Sara unbuttonedthe vest showing Helen her gorgeous breasts for the first time,utterly delicious looking love apples high and full and firm,with chocolate brown aureoles and nipples fully erect almostdemanding to be kissed. Helen stared transfixed. Sara dancedcloser took down her underpants wiggled free of them anddanced her legs spread her podex wiggling her black pubictriangle in front of Helen’s eyes. She turned her gorgeous barebottom weaving the cute rosette now and then visible as thecheeks parted almost beckoning to Helen to come forward and kissit. Helen stared absolutely entranced unable to take herglance away from the heavenly sight of Sara now turned againtowards her her legs slightly spread her unbelievablefemininity clearly visible juicy lovable as it moved forwardand back offering itself for her kisses. Helen pulled off herfew items of clothes and knelt before this dancing nymph andmoved forward her face now between the dancers legs. And forthe first time she kissed that glorious cunny. Her tongue foundthe erect clit. She massaged it wetly. Now the two nude girlsstood the dancing stopped though the music went on. They kisseddeeply and wildly. In an instant they were on the couch in aposition of 69 each feasting on the sopping squishy appetizingcunt of the other. Both have found the only logical the onlypossible end of a true Harem belly dance when no man is present.
And now much later after Helen was captured her new master hasdecided that Helen will do a public performance of the bellydance before a small audience in his own home. An elegantbuffet has been catered and served with fine wines. The groupis small but intelligent. The conversation has been lively. The guests have finished dinner and are relaxed over coffee anddessert. They are ready for entertainment and Helen has gone todon her costume. She will be wearing a semi-transparent vest,deeply cut to show her cleavage and through which her nipplesare easily visible. She is wearing the dancers pantaloons againof a diaphanous material through which her panties can be seen,again almost transparent and through which can be seen theshadow of her pubic triangle and the delightful cleavage of herbehind. She is wearing a boxfull of junk jewelry assortedbaubles and bangles of glass in bright colors in vivid reds andgreens and yellows and blues. She has on dazzling makeup and aspray of perfume in strategic places. The perfume itself is aspecial type with a very sweet aromatic scent. It is potentwhen she is still but later when her wild movements have causedher body to heat up the perfume vaporizes further and the airtakes on a carnal erotic aroma almost like incense. Thisarouses her and she knows that it excites the audience. Therewill not be a flaccid cock in the room later on.
She hears the music begin- a tape of Turkish music exotic andslow and rhythmic and intense music one can almost taste as wellas hear. She dances in her body throbbing in time with themusic her sexuality obvious her exhilaration clearly showing. Those present applaud enjoying the private show. Very soon thetempo changes the beat picks up and the pace of her movementschange. Quickly her master signals her. Her pantaloons areremoved. She dances now bare legged her scrumptious bottom inconstant motion more excited now than before. The mastersignals again. Her vest flutters down. She now stands barebreasted before the audience her nipples rigidly erect heralmost orgasmic feeling growing. Will her panties come off,next? Of course they do. Now she is nude continuing themotions the parody. She knows what to expect next. She iswild with shameless carnality with arousal. The sensual musicis itself seductively hypnotic. The aphrodisiac aromas themixture of her perfumes plus the wondrous scent of her permeatethe room. In her mind she knows that never has she looked soexciting as at this instant never has she felt so much like atrue wanton never so much like a woman.
When the dance is done before a private audience in the Harem itconcludes with the nude dancer being given for the night to oneor more of the guests. Sometimes the person selected will takeher then and there with the others watching cheering him on. She will already be fully ready. No foreplay is necessary. Themale selected may or may not need further stimulation. If so,the dancer is fully trained and will use her body in any way toexcite him to prepare him to take her. And when he takes her,he will take her however he pleases in any orifice in any way. Will he want to spank her naked bottom with a strop or a cane?Then he will do so without opposition from the Sultan or anyother person there. He is the chosen guest and has been giventhe use of the dancer and use her he will as he pleases.
This night the audience is composed of the master three othermen and a woman her master’s friends. She has not seen any ofthem before this evening. Helen dances on now turning her backto the audience bending far forward and slightly spreading herlegs. Her marvelous buttocks are only a foot away from thosewatching her squishy femininity fully in sight her podexwiggling and wobbling the rosebud of her anus almost winking atthose watching. As she is bent forward her body so intimatelyexposed to those who watch her own feelings are of giganticstimulation. She knows that soon her master will give her forthe night to one or another of the guests- perhaps one of themen or perhaps to the woman and she knows that she will do herpart to please this person.
She dances on her nude body writhing and turning. At times herback is turned to the audience and they then are treated to thesight of the muscles working in her beautiful thighs and ass aparticular delight in the eyes of her master and provocativeabsolutely to any man. Perhaps whomever gets her tonight willwant her that way she thinks and gives a special wiggle andspread-legged bend forward that emphasizes that particulardelight to the audience signifying perhaps that there isorgasmic joy to be had right here for a strong man. And who willthe winner be the one selected to conquer her perhaps rightthere in full view of all on that pile of cushions? Maybe itwill be the woman this time. She is attractive enough about 40,shapely quite well dressed with a good slim figure. Her nameis Amy an executive in the fashion industry and during dinnerher contributions to the conversation were lively and animatedand interesting. Helen dances a little bit just for her andthis is immediately obvious to all. Yes. Helen thinks that onemight just spread her thighs and Helen would kneel between themcheerfully gladly looking into and then kissing and worshippingher glorious femininity.
Perhaps it will be one of the men. One seated in the center,attracts her especially. He is an attorney named Paul a man ofrefinement and power very obviously successful understated indress. He is tall and sturdily built perhaps 50 salt and peppergrey in his hair and a strong powerful look– and obviously nowvery aroused. Now she dances especially for him facing him herthighs parted her curly dark blonde triangle in full view andas she moves back and forth her vulva opens and closes slightly,her pink clit now erect and peeping out at him. The perfume isnow at its fullest effect and the sight of her nude body,obviously totally passionate fully ready to be conquered hasall of the audience incredibly excited. They now want the danceto end and to see Helen take up another challenge- the totalsatisfaction of another person.
The master designates an individual who wins tonight’s prize. Asshe had hoped it is the stocky man with grey in his hair. Heseizes her immediately his hands rubbing across her back anddown over her bottom and as he grasps each cheek of her rump ina huge hand and squeezes he kisses her a long wet kiss histongue plunging deep in her mouth. And of course she responds tohis kiss offering her hot tongue in a kind of duel her nipplesrubbing against his shirt. They are in full view of the others,but she does not care at all who watches- in her mind she is afully stimulated slave girl who will do her utmost her absoluteutmost to satisfy this man the man designated as her lover fortonight by her master. He bends slightly forward taking anipple between his lips and gives it a hard sucking kiss- almosttoo hard for her comfort but still tremendously stimulating. Hestands and his trousers immediately drop to expose a monstrouserection standing straight out all but pointing at her. Helendrops to her knees as her master has taught her to do. Shegreets this appendage with a large wet kiss massaging the headwith her slippery tongue. The dance has done what it always doesfor her-left her feeling almost orgasmic. Now she wants to payhomage to this lovely huge cock to make it even more ready sothat it will invade her body give her spectacular pleasure andthen squirt its full tribute into her. And she will willingly doas she has been taught- she will relax totally no matter wherethis monstrous cock is put and then participate in the pleasurewhole-heartedly giving as much as she can and cummmming withher new lover cummmming for him again and again until he hashad enough.
He takes her to the pile of cushions and removes the rest of hisclothing so that he like she is nude. She wonders if this newlover will want to spank her first- there is master’s leatherstrop hanging on a hook on the wall. Will he want to use thison her to demonstrate his total control? He does not. Shedrops back on the cushions thighs spread ready to be pleasuredby him. He kneels before her first giving her enticing wetpussy a deep tonguing kiss. She responds wildly raising herbottom up to meet him throwing her legs up and back so they reston his shoulders. He raises his head thrusts a finger into heroily juicy nest withdraws that finger and searches for andfinds another orifice for it thrusting it deep into her bottom.
She gasps. She knows that he will very quickly make her cumm forthe first time this evening- that she had practically but notquite been there a number of times during the dance and thisoral stimulation and anal stimulation she cannot resist. But notyet. He moves his body forward so that his rigid cock is at herouter portals. She will get will need no further foreplay. Slowly deeply thickly forcefully his rigid rod enters untilit’s entire depth is planted in her. It feels simply marvelous-stretching her filling her with true masochistic joy to beimpaled on this huge log of a cock in the presence of this very,very interested audience. He strokes back and then forwardagain- totally in control setting the pace that pleases himbest. She feels waves of pleasure consistently increasing inamplitude taking her with each slow stroke closer to some edge,to some cliff over which she must soon plunge. She feels moreabsolutely vanquished than ever before. And suddenly she locksher arms around his neck and says loudly for all to hear,ooooooh,oooooo I’mcummmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnng!!!!”. Her new loverbeams his macho self-esteem satisfied. He has conquered thistigerish bitch. He has caught her fucked her made her respondecstatically and wildly made her surrender totally her orgasm tohim. He feels as if he is ten feet tall a giant a hero. Andhe is by no means through with her- a man of his experience andstature and strength can do this for another hour perhaps. Hecontinues the slow pace.
And her thought goes to her master who has orchestrated thiswhole event choreographed it and she loves him forunderstanding her so well for analyzing her needs for sensationand humiliation and having them satisfied. Her head turns shesees the audience watching transfixed. The woman is obviouslyaroused her legs now spread her crotch pointed towards Helen,though she has her panty-hose on. They make eye contact. Thewoman’s lips purse making the sign of a kiss to Helen and Helenmakes the response her tongue emerging and making a lickingmotion. Helen knows absolutely knows that when the othersleave that lady will remain those panty hose will come off andHelen will be treated to a closer sight of those female delightsand that Helen’s master will give her to a second lover tonight,and at the thought her body shakes and quivers as she goesthrough the throes of a second orgasm.
Helen has a reflective pause thinking of the evening and itsevents. She has been she thinks spectacularly forcefullyfucked. In public so to speak before an audience who saw everyfacet of the engagement. Never before had she been as wellsatisfied. Was it Paul- a man of obvious charm potent physicalattraction for her undeniable virility spectacular sexualtechnique. Or was it the circumstances the erotic dance thepublic nudity the outrageous exhibitionism. She simply did notknow which of these things singly or in combination had so doneher in. Paul’s massive dimensions were undoubtedly impressive-bigger than she had ever had before and perhaps that alone wouldhave satisfied her so well. Ladies talking vulgarly often saythat bigger is better but that technique transcends everything. If so he would have been rated super-superior on both scores. But she knew that his huge erection notwithstanding plus hisoutstanding technique a massive component for her of thisfeeling of satisfaction was the awareness that all of this wasforbidden and dangerous and therefore doubly delightful. And inthat same context she knew that Tyrone’s rules or no that shewould be seeing this Paul again. He did not know where to findher? Well perhaps but she knew where to find him and therecertainly was nothing that prevented her from initiating thecontact if she chose to do so. Perhaps she would so choose.
In only a moment. Helen was on her knees before the enthralledAmy taking a closer look at those feminine charms earlier hintedat and now clearly displayed for her. She knew that Tyroneexpected that she would bury her face between these lovelythighs. She very strongly thought that Amy also wanted exactlythat though just now she does not know if Amy wanted to wasready to reciprocate. Helen’s lips worked their way down Amy’sbody- over little but very shapely breasts offering sweetsucking kisses to each nipple. Down across her tummy paying asalutation in passing to her naval. And across her curly blacktriangle until descending further she found that sweet creamymoisture that she knew she would find that little clitprotruding slightly and awaiting her nibbling kisses. Andimmediately. Amy’s thighs clenched around Helen’s face lockingher in a passionate grip. In only seconds. Amy cumms sweetly,quietly but with great movement of her hips and bottom.
Helen relaxed lying back nude comfortable wondering if Amywill choose to return the compliment. And Amy slowly almosthaltingly at first overcame her own natural shyness and exploredHelen’s body with lips and tongue every crevice every lovelypart until she brought Helen to yet another orgasm. And ofcourse. Tyrone has returned- he stood in the doorway silently,approvingly watching the love play between the two ladies hissmile acknowledging the accomplishment of yet one more purpose ofhis. He had invited Amy to an event that he thought wouldstimulate her incredibly and make her recognize her fantasies,and then later would provide her the means of dealing with them,of accomplishing them. This is Tyrone a Mephistophilianpersonality ready to probe your desires and fantasies demandingthat you satisfy them (more or less publically) in order betterto satisfy his own desires and fantasies. And are people happierfor having played Tyrone’s little games?
The gentlemen spent four delightful weeks carefully examining allthe gothic cathedrals in France dined variously at elegant andexpensive restaurants and sometimes at simple local bistros,sampled interesting and exotic vintages stayed at grand hotels,small inns and castles looked at the Chateaux on the Loire,went to Chartres and studied the historical architecture plus asquare mile or so of fabled stained glass windows excursioned toBrittany and saw Le Mont St Michael went to Notre Dame (andperhaps found the hunchback?) met two delightful elderly Englishschool teachers and took them to dinner and for all I know evengot lucky- I did not ask. When he returned much refreshed andrested and bubbling with a thousand stories. Herbert said that ofcourse me missed me while he was gone but that there is much tobe said for an occasional separate vacation. He thinks that itgives one a chance to study to think. It cleans the mind andgives one a clearer perspective of what things are all about. Tyrone hearing this somewhat later laughingly agreedabsolutely. Sara says that the separate vacation idea is finefor the wife but her husband is damn well never going to gowithout her. I believe her. It seems that she thinks that shehad better keep an eye on him.
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