The premise that pornography is an isolated effort, and not necessarily literary, designed to spell out in magnified detail the transcendental aspects of unadulterated sex behavior, is not as suspect as the intelligent man might first perceive.
Sexual conditioning, as with any particular emotional conditioning, is fraught with dangers not always recognized, and if perchance they are recognized, these dangers tend to be minimized or guardedly disguised, the result being that the individual recipient of 'harm' (as it is explosively denotated in the press) becomes more viable, more sensitive to the cleverly designed pressures which 'isolated' pornography exerts on the average reader, or viewer of dirty pictures or 'blue' films.
That pornography could be an inspiring act certainly not unheard of! But to visualize pornography as less, to degrade or denigrate its multiple lessons, is quite prevalent!
Thus, today we have many opponents and many agitators, ail of whom deny that pornography is an isolated effort. These educated detractors scream that prurient interest is the case and thus, again, prohibit the questing mind from seeking the finite, which is, to a point, the total culmination of sexual experience.
Need exhaustion, physical or mental, always follow orgasm?
The answer is a firm 'no'. With the use of chemical aphrodisiacs, it has been determined successfully that the fabled sex stimulators of the past, love potions, causing sexual excitation and evidence of increased sexual activity, can be employed in a pure mental state, and that no artificiality is necessary.
Chemical compounds which excite the blood, and this blood, in turn, arouses the activity of the gonad, the penis, the vaginal orifice, can be purchased openly and their development has not necessarily been restricted to the sexual scientist!
Potions and lotions and charms and whatever, have long been available to increase man's sexual satiation, but what has often been overlooked is pornography, in any of its myriad forms.
Everyone is familiar with the addage that a half-dressed woman is more sexually stimulating than a naked whore, and there is a tremendous truth to this.
So it is with pornography, which tends to overexaggerate the realism of sex, devoting itself to fetisch, depravity, debauchery-which few of us ever find to be realistic, yet, it is realistic!
The chemical, P-chlorophenylalanine (abbreviated to read: PCPA) has been successfully used on a controlled group of pornography readers and viewers, and it has failed to elicit the sexual acuity which the 'pure' dirty stuff has done.
The novel which you are going to read is a case in point, although the scientific background which helped produce the book is not as evident as it might be.
The author has had long experience with chemotherapeutic technique and speaks well of it. The fantasies are quite real and sojurn perfectly with the theme of domination, bondage and enslavement of a weak man to a strong domineering female.
Paola Tagliamonte, M.D. Laboratory of Clinical Pharmacology
CHAPTER ONE
Her name was really Mrs. Margaret Armstrong-Heatherton, but since her British childhood, she had always been known as 'Pepper' and this pet name was beautifully tailored to fit, and it really fit this tall beautiful redhead as snugly as the indecent panties she wore. It was as becoming an appelation as her scanty brassieres and the filmy dark nylon she affected.
Indeed, Margaret Armstrong-Heatherton, a tall five-foot, eleven and one quarter inches of striking loveliness with ravishingly beautiful strawberry blonde hair was aptly nick-named because she had a temper which was wild and furious, almost uncontrollable at times, and, it was for this reason and this reason only that Pepper found little or no happiness until she discovered her real personality.
Because of her towering height, she had always found it difficult to get along with normal-sized people; in her college days she belonged to the Tall Femme Club and because it was difficult for her to buy ready-made clothing, she did most of her own sewing.
Pepper became so expert a designer of tall girl's things, she accidentally 'founded' her own business, and it was only after several years that she was able to find total happiness.
This was when she accidentally learned that her so-called 'female' sex was doubtful, and that she was more inclined to be in the intimate company of other woman than in the company of men.
But as life will have it, she lost her cherry to a dildo and it took several years for her to make the sexual adjustments which were so necessary if she was to find any self-satisfaction, any sexual or sensual gratification in life.
Then, a sudden good fortune entered her life. A distant uncle passed on and left her his entire estate. With the aid of lawyers this vast estate was converted into cash and with this cash she opened her own concession in one of Manhattan's luxury department stores.
At the recommendation of these same lawyers, able to see a good thing, Pepper shortly opened two exclusive Tall Girl's Shoppes and her patterns and designs became best sellers almost as rapidly as her fame in the garment business rocketted.
And, it was directly because of this that she met her husband,. Armstrong-Heatherton. His first name was Anthony and for a man with such a long, semi-aristocratic name, the contrast in his personal appearance was almost funny.
'Heather' as he like to think of himself in private was as effeminate as Pepper was masculine. 'Heather' wore female undies and feminine parfume. As an accountant-turned-interior Decorator, Armstrong-Heatherton became equally famous for his unique and precious interior designs, all thrilling and exciting to his female clients among whom Pepper was one of his very first.
Anthonoy Armstrong-Heatherton was about 5' 1" tall and his physical frame was just ordinary except he was a bit round-shouldered from his long days as an accountant, boring over his ledgers. He wore contact lenses and his eyes were a watery blue. His nose was long and his lips narrow. He had a slightly clefted chin. His fingers were long and lean and he walked with a slight limp which he had inherited congenitally from one of his parents.
But he spoke well. Indeed, very well! He had a faint, affected English accent and a very large vocabulary for so uneducated a man.
And he was ambitious!
When he was introduced to Pepper, by a. third party, he was fascinated with the tall, beautiful strawberry blonde woman with so much wealth, and with such a magnificent body, Pepper's luscious breasts rising high on her strong chest, Pepper's exceedingly narrow waist and her long thighs and legs seeming to overpower the little Armstrong-Heatherton.
Pepper's bright toothsome smile was also very attractive to the small Interior Decorator with the decidedly efeminate gestures and manner isms, but he was most taken with her sharp patent leather spike high heels and her slim, curvy ankles and her carved calves encased in sheer filmy nylon stockings as she sat opposite him on their first meeting, discussing the new decor Pepper wished for her brand new Fifth Avenue apartment just below the Pent House in a marvelous building.
Although Armstrong's prick was merely four inches long and not as fat nor as thick as he would have wished, he felt a delightful twinge of excitement in his member as he absently (but purposely) stared down to the floor in the direction of Pepper's chic ankles and heels as he listened to her ideas about the new decor.
Then, when Pepper crossed her long shapely legs and Armstrong could glance up inside her tight, hip-hugging skirt to see the white shining flesh above her stocking tops and then another glimpse at her black garter belt, his small placid prick wanted to lunge and, beyond his control, actually it did this, a small throbbing bulge becoming noticeable between his small legs.
Pepper's ever alert eyes caught this very slight motion and she felt a curious stirring in her own lovely body.
Although Armstrong was slightly embarrassed, he was quite able to disguise this and instantly crossed his knees, concealing the frightening bulge now growing larger.
Never in his lifetime had Armstrong ever been aroused by a woman!
Pepper, suddenly conscious of a strange emotion also looming over her, uncrossed her knees once again and this motion hiked her skirt up even higher, revealing the inside of her luscious white thighs and perhaps (she mused to herself) a sight of the white crotch of the scanties she always wore which hugged her buttocks and her pussy so tightly she could cream at the pressure of the thin material against her tender pussy lips and her pouting asshole.
"Suppose we stop for a moment, Mr. Heatherton, and have ourselves a little drink. I don't really like to discuss things like this too long without a break," Pepper smiled and standing slowly, letting her skirt slide down naturally, knowing how sensual this was, and grinning to herself, she crossed the skimpily furnished room and from a portable refrigerator, poured a chilled bottle of prepared cocktails into two glasses.
As Pepper was doing this, Armstrong's eyes were riveted to Pepper's firm and very shapely buttocks, so tightly embraced by the sheath skirt she wore. He could easily make out the line of her panties and realized that surely more than half of her buttocks must be bare under her skirt.
The realization of this sent wild crazy thrills circulating throughout the little man's skinny, round-shouldered body and his prick began to simper again and pound inside his pants and under his female undies which he always wore.
He felt his perspiration growing as she turned and walked slowly toward him, reminding Armstrong of the strut and slow seductive walk of a burlesque queen. He was secretly delighted in how tall and strong his new client was and he could swear to himself that he could plainly see the outline of her pussy mound as she bent over to hand him his drink with a courteous smile on her rose bud lips.
"There," she sighed, "this will be fine for now and then we can continue ... discussing how we're going to furnish and decorate this bare apartment," she said, relaxing on the temporary couch, this time being totally careless and almost frivolous about her skirt as it hiked up to the level of-her bare thighs, exposing the white crotch of her skimpy panties.
Armstrong's prick was now as hard and as stiff as it had ever been, except when he was jerking it off in front of a mirror, his .female panties down to his knobby knees and his filmy nylons and high heels which he wore when he was alone as 'Heather' in his apartment, creating a weird atmosphere of debauchery and the kind of depravity Armstrong secretly lived for!
Casually, Pepper brushed one palm over her breasts, so full and ripe inside her brassiere, brushing off imaginery flecks of dust as she stared listlessly at the little man across from her.
"Are you married, Mr. Heatherton?"
"Oh, no," Armstrong replied, his effeminate tone amusing Pepper.
Pepper saw Armstrong blush and looked down at his crotch openly.
"Do I arouse you, Mr. Heatherton?"
Armstrong blushed again and then he gulped on his drink. He felt a strange fever pulsating in his body and he could do nothing about controlling his pounding penis, hoping the sky would fall in before he broke out in a cold sweat.
Pepper stretched languorously on the couch, relaxing back into it, her long strong legs now reaching out and almost touching Armstrong's feet.
"Do IT' she asked sweetly, sliding down farther on the couch, her skirt now almost up to her hips, her silky sexy panties now fully visible to the shuddering decorator.
"Yes ... yesssss...." Armstrong stammered.
"Do you like to look up girls' dresses?"
Armstrong stammered again, some unintelligible words.
Pepper rubbed her one spike heel against Armstrong's ankle, making slow, lazy circles on his ankle as Armstrong began to shiver, his fever overwhelming him as Pepper gradually opened her thighs wide apart and let one hand fall lazily, letting her fingers linger tantalizingly over her voluptuous mound....
CHAPTER TWO
Pepper's sex life had been a most curious one! Her English-born father had also been a very small man, although her mother had been almost 6 feet tall.
As a child she was always looking up to her mother, but when she was about 13, she was almost as tall as her father, upon whom she began looking down.
Her father was a poor wage earner and the black sheep of his large family. Pepper knew all about intercourse about this time and it was a mystery forever how her father and mother related, and she used to fantasize and masturbate her little clitoris wondering about her parent's sex life.
All throughout the lower grades she had few if any close friends, and this was mostly because of her masculine strength and her physical height. Her agility at games was invariably superior to that of any boy in her grades.
At college she was almost an outcast and, as it has been mentioned, she lost her virginity to a rubber dildo she purchased secretly from a mailorder house.
And it was this instrument she used nightly to achieve some sexual and sensual pleasure in her unusually tight pussy, adoring the thrills as she would lie naked in front of a full length mirror in her own room and dip the dildo in and out of her shining wet pussy.
But Pepper never knew the sensation of orgasm! That is, not until one day her roommate cut her class and returning to the room, caught Pepper in a helplessly obscene position, ramming the dildo in and out so vigorously, her cunt was flaming hot and her animal whimperings and the little bird cries, she uttered, obscuring the sound of her roommate entering the room.
"Oh, my darling, Pepper,!" the roommie cried out, feeling a compassion for the tall, gawky girl, "here, let me help you," she squealed, locking the door and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Where in heaven's name did you get this?"
Pepper was embarrassed to death.
"I brough it," she managed to say.
"Let me see it!"
Pepper let the girl remove the long rubber dildo from her warm, bleating pussy, the girl examining the rubber object.
"It's soaking with your juices," she cried, "you must be on fire!"
"Oh, lam ... I am on fire!"
"Here, let me put the fire out," the girl said and quickly slid to the floor on her knees, at once burying her face between Pepper's open thighs, rubbing her face in her delicious open slit, feeling the thick cream from Pepper's pounding pussy wetting her nose and her face.
"You smell like spice!"
"Oh, I do?"
"Yes, dear one ... and your pussy's so delicious to taste!" she said, wiggling her tongue between the tender lips of Pepper's quavering pussy, Pepper moaning as she felt the darting tongue striking her little clitoris, Pepper's belly shivering as the strange tongue dipped in and out, then slaved all over her hairy pussy, again stabbing in and smacking her pussy lips, Pepper's naked bottom squirming and her hips rotating on the bed, finally her buttocks bouncing on the sheet as the girl's tongue roamed her pussy, her hand now stroking upwards and gripping and cuddling Pepper's rich large breasts, one finger tripping over her protruding nipples as Pepper squirmed and whimpered.
"Now," said the girl, kneeling up, "you turn over and get up on your hands and knees and I'll stick this thing into your cunt!"
"Yes ... yessssss ... I want that ... Oh, I want you do to do that to my cunt ... yessssssss!" she groaned, turning and raising up her curvy buttocks, spreading her knees wide apart as she felt the girl's fingers creasing her open pussy lips, the girl using her fingers generously in and out of her poignant hole, Pepper burying her face in the pillow as she soon felt the thick rounded tip of the rubber dildo beginning to penetrate her demanding, fiery pussy hole.
"Oh, stick it up ... push it in!" she cried out in awe as she arched her waist and began to thrust back on the probing instrument as her roommate jabbed it in and out, increasing the speed with rapid movements of her wrist.
"Yesssss ... ohoooooo, yessssss, that's how! That's how! Oh, it's wonderful ... wonderrrrrrrrrrful! I want it ... Oh, how I want it up my cunt!!! Cunt ... cunt...! Yes! My Cunt!" she moaned and grunted as the girl kept repeating the vigorous motion, battering Pepper's gaping pussy with the ramrod of the dildo, Pepper now screaming at the top of her lungs as she felt something very strange happening to her body.
She was feverish as the dildo slaved in and out, her sweat gathering under her hairy armpits so she could smell it, her breathing quickening with every violent thrust of the striking dildo as the girl aimed it again and again, shoving it in passionately, furiously, Pepper huffing and puffing as one obscession followed another, the piercing dildo pickling her hungry cunt.
"God ... don't stop ... Do it ... do it Harder ... I want it to badly ... in ... innnnnn, deeper ... deeeeeeep!"
The girl's wrist was almost breaking off as she increased her speed, Pepper shivering and almost exhausted, her tall naked body shaking and quivering, the soft mounds of her buttocks shimmering and her cunt pounding as the orgasm surfaced and erupted in her body, Pepper quaking and feeling a staggering blow in her cunt as she fell flat on the sheet, shivering and twitching, her breasts aching and the pain in her cunt thrilling her half to death!
Slowly, expertly, the girl let the heated, slippery dildo slip out of her hot, shuddering cunt, examining it and then slowly sticking out her tongue to rub the juice-coated dildo over it, finally, holding it's slippery, creamy end and putting it into her mouth.
Pepper turned her head slowly, looking up at the girl curiously as the girl now licked up and down the rounded staff of the slippery, cream-coated dildo, her eyes wide with excitement, and her free hand slipping up her skirt and closely caressing and cupping her own burning crotch.
"Give me a taste of myself, please,!" she whispered, little energy left from the violent orgasm.
Removing the dildo from her mouth, the girl handed it to Pepper. Smiling, she raised her own skirt and slipped her fingers down inside her panties, watching as Pepper began to lick the base of the dildo, then slide her tongue up and down the glistening rubber shaft.
"I do taste good, don't I?"
"Just heavenly," the girl replied, standing and slipping out of her skirt and then letting her panties fall to the floor.
"Would you do it to my pussy, darling?" the girl grinned, sitting on the bed, Pepper moving over to give her roommate more room.
"Will it be your first time? It's hurts the first or second time, you know!"
The girl laughed.
"Yes, it'll be the first time with a thing like this, but you see, Pepper, I have a boyfriend and he fucks my pussy all the time. I admit his prick's not as long or as thick as this thing, but it's the best I can do at the moment," she grinned again and then lay on her back, opening her blouse and slipping her brassiere up over her full breasts as Pepper looked down at her.
Pepper shifted her position on the bed, her naked body gleaming with sweat and her full luscious breasts swaying delightfully, heavily as she smiled down at the girl.
"Would you let me kiss your pussy?"
"Oh, my darling, I'd love you to kiss it. But I'd also love you to suck me off. I just luxuriate in being sucked off ... the way I did for you, Pepper!"
"I've never done this, you know!"
"I'll wager you'll love it!"
"But if I don't?"
"Then, don't worry. Relax! I'll get my Johnny to do it to me later. He's always on his knees with his nose in my hot slit, his tongue licking and his teeth nibbling on my cunt. He drives me out of my mind and sometimes after a long suck and a long fuck-fuck, I can hardly walk!"
Pepper smiled and sliding down on the bed, got into position to kiss the girl's naked thighs, the girl parting them, her delicious black, hairy cunt wide open and waiting for Pepper's darling lips and her piercing tongue.
"Come on, darling, play with it! Suck it for me!"
Pepper bent her face slowly, brushing her nose over the blade hairy pussy, then poking out her pink tongue tentatively, her body still shuddering and her breasts shaking seductively as she inched forward and buried her face between the girl's hot crotch.
"That's how ... stick out your tongue all the way, dear," she said, raising one knee and then letting it fall to the side of the bed, now her pussy totally exposed and Pepper being able to see her gleaming pussy lips and the bright red of the inside of the girl's hungry pussy.
Pepper began to lick and suck like a real professional, her tongue slurping in and out, darting and then piercing before it would penetrate deeply into the girl's magnificient hole.
"God ... you're good ... so good ... You know how ... You know HOW!" the girl moaned and wiggled on the bed, thrusting her cunt into Pepper's feverish face and then gyrating her hips as she arched her back and let Pepper's hands grip her naked buttocks, holding on to her ass globes tightly as she thrust her face back into the humping pussy, delighting in the savory taste and the extreme heat emanating from the squirming pussy.
Pepper's tongue slurped noisily as she tongued her roommate's cunt, snipping with her tongue and then clutching her roommie's buttocks, hugging her open cunt tight against her slippery, syrup-coated face.
"That's ... ittttttt ... suck ... suckfyyyyvyyy, ohhhhhhhhh ... yessssssssss, Peppppppperrrrrr, suck me off ... Suck me offffff!" she squealed as Pepper's violent tongue slobbered inside the fiery hot cunt of her sexy friend.
CHAPTER THREE
And now, as Pepper lay back on the couch, her eyes closed dreamily as she remembered the initial cunt-sucking adventure with her roommate back in college, she felt a strange passion rising in her pussy and, an equally strange tingling in her ripe heavy breasts so prettily tipped with cherry-red nipples, glamorously wide and appetising to the eye as well as to the tongue.
Armstrong Heartherton was now taking measurements of the apartment with his long ruler, jotting down the yards and the inches and suggested furnishing and colors to be used in the wide, expansive room.
Pepper was astonished with herself, in awe of the quickening emotions she was feeling as she stared from time to time at the little man, as he would bend down, then stand, then stretch up to measure a window.
How similar he was to her impotent father! What a striking resemblance to a man she secretly detested and from whom she had fled years before.
Pepper's hand was now opening caressing her panty crotch and she had slipped a finger under the edge of her panties to glide it into her hot cunt, feeling it dripping with warm, liquid juices.
It was all Heatherton could do to concentrate on his task, his eyes fleeting from moment to moment to observe the passionate giant of a woman on the couch at the other end of the long room, her skirt now even higher and her fingers dipping inside her panties.
Pepper didn't care what Heatherton was thinking. It was her apartment and it was she who was hiring him! So what if she did what she suddenly felt like doing, arousing herself while the little effeminate man went about his measuring business.
Pepper could see the outline of his prick and his hanging balls under his tight trousers when he once measured the wall opposite the couch on which she was sitting.
She wondered if it was the size of her father's measley tool, small and shapeless and thin and useless to her mother.
"Heatherton," she said softly, proffering her empty glass. "Please refill it for me, will you?" she said, her voice lower and more sultry than usual.
Heatherton was trembling almost visibly, his hand shaking as he took the glass, his eyes falling to Pepper's white smooth thighs so appetizing and so strangely exciting to this little man who had never even seen a naked woman before.
"Yes ... yes!" he answered and swished across the wide long room, his feminine buttocks weaving and quivering under his tight trousers.
Pepper wondered what she could do to this creepy decorator and wondered if it was at all worth her while, that is, doing anything at all.
Then, she decided to throw all caution to the winds. So what! she thought to herself and sitting up, stretched languorously again at Armstrong's return, this motion, thrusting out her ripe luscious breasts, outlining her perfect globes seductively, feeling the twinging again both in her cunt which she was now openly stroking.
"Did you make one for yourself?"
"Oh, No ... Miss," Heatherton sighed, the sight of her dancing fingers on her well-rounded mound making the small shiver, making his prick harden again.
"Then do it!"
Heatherton bowed from the waist and hurried over to the refrigerator and returned hastily with his own glass refilled.
"No, don't sit over there," Pepper said, opening her languid eyes as Heatherton went to sit in the only other chair in the empty apartment.
"But where, Miss-?"
"Down here, at my feet!" Pepper heard her voice saying, her normal voice lower than ever and cracking a bit.
"At your feet?"
"At my feet, Heatherton!"
Heatherton was blushing furiously now. He was suffering an unkown humiliation plus an uncontrollable urge to kiss her high heels once he seated himsef cross-legged on the floor directly in front of Pepper's parted thighs, her hand still caressing and absently stroking her burning hot pussy.
"You can look at me to your heart's content!"
"You're so beautiful!" he groaned, his prick beginning to hurt him so tightly was it compressed inside his crotch.
Listlessly, Pepper stuck out one high heel and ran it lazily across the man's knee, this motion having the effect of spreading her thighs open wider.
Armstrong-Heatherton's eyes were blinking wildly as they glimpsed the blonde tendrils of pussy hair escaping from the crotch of her thin white panties.
As her fingers played and caressed, Heatherton's breath was coming in pants and gasps. He didn't know what to do. He gulped down his drink in one swallow, hoping this would give him the strength he needed.
Then Pepper sat up on the couch, inching closer to the edge, the heel of her shoe now rubbing up Heatherton's thigh until it was almost at the crotch of his tight pants.
"Does this arouse you, Mr. Heatherton?"
"Yes ... very much ... very much!"
"Do you want me to stop?"
Heatherton gulped and swallowed noisily.
"Oh, no ... no ... no ... don't stop ... It's just that I'm so embarrassed!" he started to explain when Pepper interrupted:
"You're not too used to women, are you?"
Now her heel was almost touching the top of his swollen prick smoldering inside his tight female panties.
He blushed furiously.
"No," he stammered, "you're just ... about ... just about the first I've ever been close to, Miss."
"Get on your knees, Heatherton," Pepper said, now realizing she was in full command of the situation. She realized she could enslave this small man, make him cower and cringe and do anything she liked him to do!
Besides, Heatherton couldn't refuse, unless he wanted to lose the handsome bonus Pepper had promised him, plus a very healthy commission for his task as her personal Interior Decorator. Pepper knew she was one of his first clients and he would use pictures of his work to sell other clients once he had decorated her new apartment.
Yes ... yes sir, thought Pepper to herself, Heatherton had every need to be her personal slave, to obey her slightest and every whim, unless he wanted to nip his career in the bud.
"Now open your pants, Heatherton," Pepper said, watching the little man blush and gulp again, his panting somehow exciting her almost as much as his humiliation and his embarrassment at kneeling before a half naked woman's feet.
Heatherton sheepishly put his glass down and slowly unzipped his fly. "Take out your cock. I want to see it!"
"Oh, Misss ... ohoooo, No," objected slowly, then, catching the stern look in her wide eyes, reached his small hand inside his trousers letting his fingers grip hold of his erect prick and bringing it out of his pants.
"What a small, tiny cock!"
"I'm so sorry ... so sorry!" Heatherton exclaimed.
"Play with it. I want to see you jerk it for me," Pepper teased, raising up straight and once more thrusting out her luscious, conical breasts.
Heatherton closed his eyes as his fingers curled around the shaft of his little erect tool, his fingers now gliding up and down obediently as Pepper stared at his groping, sliding fingers.
"Now stop, Heatherton and take down your pants. I want to see your skinny behind."
Heatherton started to object, to resist, again, but once more he saw the almost savage look in his client's eyes.
Obediently he unbuckled his belt and let his pants down to his knees. His prick poked out obscenely and his tight, little balls were all drawn up between his thighs.
When Pepper saw the scandalous feminine panties on the man, she broke into wild laughter. She dabbed with the toe of her spike high heel at his exposed penis, knocking it gently back and forth as Heatherton wobbled on his bony knees.
"Now jerk it off again after you slip down your panties, like a good little girl!" she said in baby talk.
"Oh, I feel so ... so strange!" Heatherton complained as his fingers gripped his rigid tool and began caressing it at Pepper's instruction.
Pepper now stood up and holding her skirt high, stood in front of the kneeling man. She began to sway her rounded hips seductively and erotically as she inched closer to the kneeling man's face. Pepper now rolled her hips and tucking her skirt into her belt both in front and back, began turning easily, swaying and weaving her body, her breasts quivering under her brassiere just as her half-naked buttocks were doing.
Heatherton was wild with passion, his breathing rapid and his heart pounding almost as hard as his bleating prick at the erotic, suggestive motions of the half-naked woman spinning and weaving in front of his very face.
He could smell her exciting perfume and almost feel the heat of her crotch. Her brief, French panties were wet with her hot rich juices and he could smell this too, as he kept kneeling, his fingers riding up and over and down and round his throbbing naked tool.
"Now, Heatherton," she said, facing him, "take down my panties!"
"Ohoooo," he squealed and using one hand began to inch down Pepper's brief, sexy and very filmy panties, now exposing her lovely bush of soft, strawberry colored pussy hair.
As the filmy panties fell to her ankles, Pepper was a thrilling exotic sight to Heatherton. He couldn't believe his eyes, the view of her ass mounds and her bare hairy pussy and her smooth white thighs above the filmy stocking tops, her black, thin garter belt holding up nylons as she weaved and swayed seductively in front of him.
Now, she stopped and approaching closer, put both her hands on the little man's head.
"You want to kiss my cunt?"
"God ... yesss ... Yes ... I do!"
"Do you want to lick my backside ... kiss my bottom?"
"Yessss ... please ... I do ... I do!"
"Do you want to see my breasts, do you?"
"Oh ... yessss ... you're teasing me to death," he whistled as his prick burst and shot out all over her nyloned ankles, burst after burst of hot white semen spurting all over her sheer stockings as she ground her hot hairy cunt into his face....
CHAPTER FOUR
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOUR SNOTTY COCK HAS DONE TO MY NYLONS!!" Pepper shouted, standing back away, from his face now all covered with her pussy ooze. Pepper had been unaware of Armstrong-Heatherton's prick bursting and his thick semen splattering all over her stockings from her knees down to her ankles.
"Oh, I'm so, so sorry. I just couldn't help it! Honest, forgive me! I couldn't keep it back!" he cringed at her feet, his tongue licking her savory juices from his lips.
Heatherton was positively mortified!
Glancing down, he saw gobs of his white juice on her silky ankles and knees and one great gob of thick white ooze on the shiny toe of her patent leather high heel.
"You're a sloppy, careless bastard!" Pepper exclaimed. She looked down in disgust and then she saw the gob of semen lying obscenely on her black heel.
"Get up, you fool. Stand up and get those clothes off right this minute!"
Again, but in vain, Heatherton tried to resist, sobbing out his apologies asking forgiveness from the tall, strawberry blonde who was now unbottoning her own blouse.
Resignedly, Armstrong-Heatherton took off his tailored jacket and then his white-on-white shirt and followed this with his shoes and his silk socks.
Now he was stark naked and his prick hung down limply between his thighs, thighs so spindly and thin he was cringing in embarrassment.
"On your knees again!"
Heatherton was whimpering and tears came in to his watery eyes. He brushed his hand across his face and then kneeled humbly at her feet.
As Pepper slid out of her brassiere, her full lusciously ripe breasts swaying provocatively, she screamed at the cowering little man.
"Lick my heels and clean up your sticky goo from my shoes and my nylons," she said crossly, cupping her heavy naked breasts with both hands as she stared at the skinny naked decorator, his head bent obediently and his tongue lapping up the gob of thick sticky semen which had spurted on her high heel.
"Suck it all up. Lick my stockings, too, you fool!" she said, feeling a superior strength thrill through her naked groin, through her bare breasts as the cringing male licked her ankles and sucked up his own come, swallowing it, not knowing whether he liked the acrid taste at all.
Pepper began to thrill again, feeling his tongue as she kneaded and mashed her naked globes with her fingers, shivering as the man's tongue snaked all over her silky ankles and her calves.
"Clean up your come and I'll take care of your stupidity later," she promised harshly as the man licked slavishly, in a kind of terror which actually stimulated his prick Armstrong feeling it begin to throb, this fact astonishing him, as his slight naked body trembled at her feet.
"Now, off with my high heels," she said, leaning on the edge of the couch for support as Heatherton slavishly removed first one high heel then the other from her stockinged foot.
"Lick my feet!"
Armstrong shivered again as he licked her dainty manicured toes through the filmy nylon of the dark sheer stockings.
"Lick my toes and my heel!' she said, wiggling her body, her breasts so wondrously naked and so heavy, heaving on her chest, her nipples erecting as she felt his rasping tongue licking through her nylons.
Then, abruptly Pepper sat down on the couch, the contact of her naked buttocks on the rough material of the couch cushion exciting her cunt again.
"Take down my stockings ... with your teeth," she commanded the humiliated decorator, watching him intently as he struggled with his teeth to undo the clip of the garter belt holding up her sexy black nylons.
"Hurry up! What kind of a fool are you, stupid?"
"I'm doing the best I can" he mumbled, finally managing to release the top of one stocking from the clasp.
"Did you like the taste of your own come, Mr. Heatherton?"
He looked up, goggle-eyed, his teeth still gripping the top of her nylon.
"Yes," he murmured sheepishly, unconsciously licking his lips, still able to taste and smell acrid, almost lemon-flavored scent of his own sperm.
"Hurry ... hurry, now get my other stocking off, hurry!" she excaimed, scratching his naked shoulders with her bare toes, racing her sharp toe nails over his neck and over his cheek as he bent his head and tried to unsnap the other garter belt clasp with his teeth.
Pepper now began to play her bare toes across his hairless chest, now and then reaching her naked toes down between his thighs, stroking his hardening prick with her toe nails.
Soon, Armstrong-Heatherton was successful in dragging down the other filmy nylon, using his teeth to pull it off her toes.
"Now, stand up and give me the stockings!"
He did this and, again to his astonishment, as he glanced down at his small prick, he saw it was hardening and beginning to stiffen into another erectionHe couldn't remember ever in his life of having had two erections, one so soon after the other.
She took the slightly moist hose from his hand.
"Now, walk around the room jerking off your cock so I can see it," she commanded him, a severe tone in her usually pleasant voice. A lin gering thrill swept over her body as she watched the little, silly man obeying her instruction.
Heatherton walked and walked as his right hand gripping hold of his bleating cock, glided up and down the shaft.
"Hold your balls!"
He did this and he averted his eyes after glancing swiftly over to the couch to see Pepper's knees up and her hands between her crotch, one, or was it two fingers jabbing liquidly and noisily in and out of her wide open pussy?
"Jerk it off ... don't stop until I tell you," she screamed at him, the scream in the empty apartment echoing from one room to the other.
"Over here and stand in front of me, you idiot!"
Heatherton obeyed with alacrity, hurrying over, his naked buttocks shimmering and his prick wobbling in the air as he now stood obediently right in front of her naked body.
"You wanted to see my breasts, didn't you?"
Eyes closed slightly, the shivering naked man answered that he had wanted to.
"Then open your eyes," she yelled and she cupped her naked breasts with both hands, her fingers slimy wet on her nipples from the juices in her hot pussy.
Heatherton opened his eyes and stared unbelievably as Pepper massaged and kneaded her heavy naked titties, her fingers toying roughly with her erect nipples, her palms weighing and cupping her delicious breasts, her fingers demanding sensations from them as they thumped her undercurves and gloated over her beautiful cherry-tipped nipples.
"You want to suck on them?"
Heatherton gasped and panted. His prick was now stiff and hot again, protruding from his thin groin, waving in the air as he tried to control his shame.
"Yes".
"You want to suck on my toes, too ... you want to eat my cunt?"
"Yes ... oh, yes!"
"Then keep jerking off. Keep jerking that spindly little prick and make it come again, and then, maybe I'll let you have a few kisses, do you hear me?"
Heatherton shivered in a kind of fear and terror he was totally unfamiliar with as once more his fingers gripped hold of his pounding prick, his cock seeming to become more and more swollen as he glued his eyes to her luxuriously naked body, as he stared at her fingers stroking her lush breasts.
"Jerk it offff ... Jerk it offff," Pepper squealed, sensations riding head long in her gaping cunt, Pepper realizing how exciting this kind of torture was becoming to her, thrilling as she watched the thin slender fingers of the man as he played with his cock and balls at her instruction.
"Down on your knees!" He kneeled.
"Now, creep up closer and kiss my toes while you jerk off," she said and raised both knees up to balance her naked feet on the edge of the couch, wiggling her pretty parfumed toes as Heatherton began to lick and suck on them, Pepper wiggling them inside his hot mouth, all the while stroking her clitoris with two fingers while she used her other hand to poke inside her pounding hot juicy cunt. "Stand up!"
Pepper's tone was furious as Heatherton obeyed, clutching his balls with his left hand while his right whipped and whacked his prick, his eyes more watery than ever as he shivered with a strange lust.
"Come closer. I want to see you shoot all over my pussy! Do you understand me?!"
"Yes, I do ... I think I do"
Within minutes Heatherton's thin, but very stiff prick was pounding hot and he knew it would explode, so depraved was the scene in front of his eyes.
"Let it go ... let it go, Take your hands away!" Pepper screamed, lying way back in the couch, holding up her ankles with her hands, her hot bleating pussy throbbing and churning as she stared at the prick about ready to pump his juices once again, but this time on her hairy bare cunt.
"Get closer! Get closer to my cunt!"
And, as she uttered these words, Heatherton's prick leaped and before he knew it, his balls were pumping furiously, his hot thick semen spewing out of the churning tip of his bursting cock, showering Pepper's open thighs, spurting his thick ooze over her gaping hot cunt, gobs of his hot juice spurting out of his pounding prick, the amount of come in his balls staggering Pepper's imagination as one jet after another spilled down over her open pussy and her naked thighs.
Her eyes were riveted to the spewing cock and her passions knew no bounds! She was overwhelmed with a wild ecstatic desire as the prick spurted incredibly.
Heatherton was almost weak from exhaustion but he kept grinding his prick with his hand, aiming it down to her naked toes which Pepper had lowered to the couch edge, his remaining gobs of sperm dribbling from his swollen member down on her ripe, moon-shaped breasts, Pepper's body now literally covered with his hot thick gooey sperm.
"Now," her voice demanded, "wash my body with your tongue and lick it clean ... and do it NOW!"
CHAPTER FIVE
In less than two weeks, one would never have recognized the apartment, so tastefully furnished and decorated it was.
Pepper spent most of her time supervising and shopping for the furniture and she was forced to agree that Amstrong-Heatherton really did his business as an Interior Decorator.
The whole six rooms smacked of luxury with rich brocades and imported tapesteries and oriental rugs. Heatherton was full of unique ideas and each was well and very cleverly executed.
Pepper was absolutely delighted with the radical change ... and not only with the apartment, but in her domination over the slave-like Heatherton, the man figuratively crawling after her from shop to shop, and also literally inside her apartment.
When they were alone, she would call him
'Heather' and insisted that he wear his 'at-home' costume in her presence.
This consisted of a dark wig of imported hair, high heels and silky panties, plus nylons on his scrawny legs. She had made him slave off all his hair except that on his head, and this meant now that his balls and thighs, plus his legs were almost as smooth as her own.
Pepper made him shop and cook for her as well as bathe her in the large modern tub. She even made him clean her vagina after she would pee, and several times after eliminating her bowels, she forced him to get on his knees and lick her asshole, insisting he drive his tongue deep into her soiled nether hole, licking and washing it clean with his lips and tongue.
At the end of three weeks, Armstrong-Heatherton was completely enslaved to this tall domineering female with the long, strawberry blonde hair.
The meek Armstrong was obedient to her every demand and whim and it was litt's 'rouble for Pepper to search for new and different ways to humiliate the cowering, cringing male.
Then, one afternoon, after having spent a harrowing morning with her business, Pepper arrived home and found Heatherton jerking off while smelling her panties and her soiled nylons, the nylons around his scrawny neck while his face was buried in a heap of her gossamer panties.
He was unaware of her towering presence until she coughed and he jumped up in fear! "So you like my undies, do you?"
Heatherton cringed and his once stiff prick dwindled almost immediately in size, falling limp in his clenched fingers.
"Yes."
"I think that's a nasty thing to do when I'm not here!" she exclaimed, kicking off her high heel and waving her nyloned toes at his mouth.
"Should you be punished?"
"If you ... if you want to do that ... punish me."
"That's what I'll do," she exclaimed, "but first chew my stockings off the way I like it, and then clean and lick my feet," she said, quickly getting undressed and lying on the thick rug in the bedroom, her naked thighs spread wide apart, her hairy pussy leering at the naked, hairless male, her swollen breasts hurting her as she watched the cringing male chew off her nylons and then lick every toe. and every inch of her naked feet.
While Heatherton swirled his tongue between her bare toes, Pepper masturbated her clitoris with one hand while the other fondled and mashed her large breasts, her breathing soft at first out as her orgasm began to tease her shivering body, her breath increased and she began to writhe on the rug, twisting and turning, kicking Heatherton on the cheek with the saliva-coated foot he was not sucking and licking.
This was an exotic ritual that Pepper really enjoyed because it was so humiliating to the cowardly Heatherton, Pepper wallowing in the excitement of a small male licking and tonguing her bare toes.
She also liked him to shoot his load all over her ass mounds and her cunt and then force him to lick up his own juices, teasing him mercilessly if he missed a single drop of his own sticky semen.
Pepper was also fond of teasing him about eventually fucking her cunt.
"When do you want to fuck me here?" she would demand, pointing to her open pussy, interrupting whatever he was doing, and Armstrong would shiver with anticipation, his prick, always in his hand at Pepper's instruction, leaping up and churning at the mere thought of being one day embedded inside her warm succulent pussy with which his tongue and fingers were now so familiar.
"Maybe you'd like to stick that cook up my asshole one day, huh?"
Usually, Heatherton didn't answer her when she teased and tantalized him this way, but when she referred to her asshole, sometimes bending over and spreading her ass cheeks wide apart so he could see her pouting, pale pink asshole, his whole body would quake and shiver and the ache and pain in his balls would drive him mad with desire.
"Some day it'll happen, little man," she would say, whacking his erect tool with the open palm of her hand, or tantalizing his asshole with the toe of her high heel as he kneeled on the floor, his buttocks facing her as Pepper would relax after a long days' work in one of her fashionable Tall Girl shops.
But this one afternoon in particular, after he had finished licking and cleaning her bare feet with his tongue to her complete satisfaction, and after she had masturbated her throbbing clitoris into a massive orgasm, she was suddenly very put out with the little cringing male.
"Sometimes you disgust me, know that?" she said sitting in an easy chair, still beautifully and striking naked Armstrong still kneeling humbly on the rug awaiting her next instruction.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he purred, his hand jerking off his cock while his other clutched his balls the way Pepper enjoyed seeing him, stricken with her domination, fear and terror in his eyes as his aching wrist beat up and down his thin prick.
And it was here that she noticed a lamp she had angrily told him to change at the shop in Which they'd bought it.
"It doesn't go with any damned other thing, you know that!" she exclaimed, kicking him in the belly with her bare foot.
"Now, call up the godamned shop and have them bring the other one, like I told you!"
Armstrong-Heatherton, since first meeting the tall, high-heeled Pepper, had been at her beck and call, morning, noon, and night. Although he didn't really live in her lavish apartment, he was present most of the time, and always wearing his 'Heather' costume to Pepper's immense delight.
He ran to the phone, his limp prick dangling between his legs, his naked buttocks quivering and his body shivering in fear of what could happen if he did not hurry to do his mistress' bidding.
"It'll be there in less than an hour," he reported to her. Pepper was now in the bathroom, sitting on the John, gazing through half-lidded eyes as Heatherton's fingers curled around his soft penis, trying to excite it into an erection which would please her as she moved her bowels on the toilet.
"Alright, go make me a drink!"
"Yes," he cringed and hastily left the bathroom. Pepper dialed her warehouse.
A voice with a thick Negro dialect answered.
"Is this Johnson?" Pepper demanded.
Johnson, Pepper's chief warehouseman answered that it was he.
"Get yourself over to my apartment. I have something I want you to do for me!"
Johnson said he'd leave immediately, and Pepper hung up the phone. She mused about the tall, handsome Johnson whom she had hired in the very beginning of her successful enterprises.
Johnson was a tall, very strong Negro with ripping muscular shoulders and strong, straight legs. She also knew he had a large, thick black prick, having seen it once quite accidentally when Johnson had changed into his street clothes one day when she'd been taking inventory at the warehouse.
She had marveled at the immense length of his black cock, and even in repose it was longer than the dildo she had used back in college. The purple, heart-shaped tip of his monstrous prick excited her, but she ignored the keen sensations that shot through her body as she glanced at it.
Johnson's balls were like oranges, but jet black, and the strong muscles of his heavy thighs also thrilled the lovely, tall white woman.
Johnson's broad black buttocks were also heavily muscled, and his hands and feet were like hams. He was a huge cask of a Negro and as good a servant (and a slave) to Pepper as she could have found anywhere.
Now, she mused, wiping her ass, she had other plans for this giant. Plans he'd obviously enjoy and she knew that she could trust him implicitly.
Still naked, Pepper slipped into her spike high heels. Over her luscious, voluptuous body she threw a sheer nylon dressing gown which reached down to her curvy ankles.
Parfuming her pussy and under her arms and then between the valley of her ample, flouncing breasts, she entered her bedroom and threw her tired body down on the black satin sheets. Then she pulled up the gown until her naked buttocks were revealed. She spread her legs wide apart and then sighed deeply.
"Heather" she called and her voice, as 'Heather' heard it in the kitchen where he was preparing her drink, sounded curiously gentle. He wondered what she might have in mind right now.
"Yes?"
"Heather, come in here with my drink, what's taking you so long?"
In a second he appeared and his eyes were aghast as he glanced down at he swelling but tocks, so enticingly naked. He could see her hairy pussy lips and her open asshole. He handed the drink to her outstretched hand.
"Would you like to stick your cock up my ass?"
'Heather' shivered with emotion. He didn't know what to answer. Hadn't Pepper earlier promised she was going to punish him? Did she mean that his fucking her up her delicious asshole ... was this the punishment she had in mind?
"Answer me, stupid!"
Again, Heatherton was silent.
"In that case, my silly fool, I've got a little surprise for you," she added, one hand caressing her bottom cheeks casually, then one finger lingering at the entrance of her asshole.
The door chime sounded.
'Heather' wobbled off on 'her' high heels to peep through the security hole to see who was calling....
CHAPTER SIX
It should be noted that about now, Armstrong-Heatherton, completely vanquished and dominated by Pepper, found himself helplessly in love with the tall blonde woman. His passions for this striking, sensual beauty were enormous and he was insanely jealous of every moment she was away from him!
He was jealous of the doorman and the Negro elevator operator and of mostly every human being who came in contact with his heavenly creature who made him sink to his knees when she wished, who made him clean her soiled asshole and her urine-matted pussy hairs with his tongue, who forced him to kiss her feet until she fell to sleep.
The hundred vulgar and lewd deeds and acts Pepper commanded him to perform while worshipping her nudity brought Pepper ever closer to Armstrong-Heatherton's heart which would beat rapidly, as rapidly as his little prick would throb at the mere thought of her as he lovingly did his daily house chores in her apartment.
He was spending less and less time with his already flourishing decorating business, but a new assistant he had employed was handling the details perfectly and this permitted him more and more free time to do Pepper's bidding and it didn't matter to him how lascivious her demands were, nor how often she threatened him with severe punishment if he didn't behave exactly as she wished.
As he peered through the security peep hole all the half-naked man could see was a huge black bulk! He quivered inside as he dashed to the kitchen to slip into a dressing gown.
Opening the door he saw Johnson, whom he didn't know.
"Miss Pepper in?" the monstrous Negro asked. The giant black man towered over the scrawny white man and his unsmiling dark face seemed fierce to Armstrong-Heatherton.
"Yes, she is, sir," he said promptly.
"Tell her, it's Johnson!" Still the mammoth Negro did not smile. Armstrong asked him to come in and he hobbled off toward Pepper's room, conscious of the huge Negro's eyes on his high heels, a faint grin crossing the Negro's face.
"It's a man named Johnson," Armstrong said as he looked down at his tall white mistress. Pepper didn't turn her head. Her index finger was deep up her asshole much in the same way Armstrong had seen it busy at other times, dipping in and out slowly, lazily as she lay with her soft, silky buttocks exposed and her hungry hairy cunt lips visible to his eyes.
"Tell him to come in here!"
"But ... but," Armstrong stammered, then stuttered, "shouldn't you get dressed?"
"Do as I damned well say!"
Armstrong cowered at the stern tone in her voice and, hanging his head, kicked off the high heels and left the room. God, was he embarrassed!
"Come this way, sir!"
The huge giant of a black man followed, the grin of amusement still lighting his dusky Negroid features.
As Johnson entered the bedroom, seeing his tall boss, her white ass globes exposed, his black prick leaped inside his pants.
Heatherton was suddenly crippled with a fanstastic hatred for the man and for his mistress as Pepper casually asked the Negro to sit down.
"Get him a drink, and take off that silly robe ... , and Heather!" she called, "put on your heels, darling!"
Johnson roared and sat down close to the bed, Pepper not once pausing, her slim finger digging sleepily in and out of her wide open asshole. , "Johnson, will you do me a favor?"
"Anything, you wishes, Miss Pepper," the Negro drawled, his huge black thick cock throbbing and paining him. Never had he seen his boss naked, much less with her finger stabbing into her handsome white asshole, her buttocks quivering and her face all perspired.
"I want you to fuck my friend!"
"Fuck him ... fuck who?"
"My servant!"
"You mean that guy, Miss Pepper?" Johnson asked, nodding his head. "Yes!"
"Here ... here in your house?"
"Right here on this bed, Johnson," she paused, "and there's something else I want you to do first, though!"
"What's dat?"
"I want you to fuck me up the ass!"
"Oh, Lordie ... you'se mean, you'se mean what you sayin', Miss Pepper?"
The gigantic Negro was absolutely stunned with his boss' request.
"Well, sure ... sure ... Miss Pepper, if'n that's what you wishes Johnson to do," he sighed, shrugging his huge wide shoulders.
"Good! Go take off your clothes, Johnson!"
"I think I'se need a drink," he replied, his wide brown eyes caressing Pepper's gloriously naked buttocks.
"That's what Heather's getting for you."
And when 'Heather' returned, Johnson swallowed his whisky in one huge gulp, almost choking on the hot liquid.
"Heather, come over here and take off your wig!"
"Come on, let's go!" said Pepper, her asshole twitching and itching with desire for the huge black cock, but more, her heart and cunt bubbling at the thought of Armstrong having to watch her being ravished by a long thick and very fat dark cock prying up into her hungry asshole.
Pepper had always wanted to be fucked up her aiss and now it was going to happen! She had promised herself this vulgar thrill, little realizing at the time of decision how much she would thrill and enjoy it!
Heatherton was trembling and shivering at the same time. His face was flushed a bright red as Pepper turned languidly toward him, spotting his dangling prick, so tiny and lifeless compared to the black's frighteningly enormously thick tool which was now exposed as Johnson stripped off his clothing.
"Heather, make his cock harder for me. He's going to fuck me up the ass," she said, her voice low.
Heather shivered again and felt a strange chill sweep over his body as the Negro faced him, Heatherton falling immediately to his knees even without Pepper's command.
Heatherton gripped the fat throbbing black cock in his hand and began to play with it, kneading the stiffening thick black prong with his fingers.
"Suck on his cock ... take it into your mouth! I want it nice and dripping wet before he shoves it up my ass!"
Heatherton had never heard Pepper speak so vulgarly as his lips closed over the huge black tool, his tongue swirling around the purplish-black tip of Johnson's thick ramrod as Johnson stood watching the half-naked Pepper still fingering her asshole as she, in turn, stared at Heatherton, licking and sucking the churning black rod in his mouth, his lips stretched wide apart.
"Play with his balls!"
Heatherton did this and soon the Negro was plunging his prick deep down Heather's open throat, almost making him gag, so large and so fat and thick and long was the black man's erect prick.
"Now suck his balls and spit on his prick!"
Obediently, Heather obeyed and contrary to what he thought, weird and frightening thrills were shooting through his thin, shuddering body as the Negro fucked him in the mouth with his gigantic erection.
"What a marvelous cock!" Pepper observed, getting up on her knees.
"Heather, lick my ass now and get it nice and hot and ready for that black tool, and then sit down here and jerk off and watch as Johnson fucks me up my ass!"
Humiliation in Heatherton was intense as he bent his head, still jerking off Johnson's hot thick tool with his hand as he licked and sucked on his mistress' fiery asshole.
"I think it's ready now, Johnson," Pepper cried out, the anguish and the ecstasy overwhelming her at the thought of that huge black prong dipping in and out of her asshole.
Johnson kneeled on the bed behind her soft mounds, now seemingly more naked than before. Holding his cock with his ham-like fist he aimed it toward her pouting asshole, Pepper's ass high in the air, her heavy breasts dangling and swaying as she held her breath waiting for the initial attack which wasn't a second less than she'd hoped for, gritting her teeth.
Johnson's cock vanished its full thick length all the way up Pepper's hungry asshole, Pepper whimpering and sobbing as the prick lashed into her asshole, her cunt as Johnson fucked her furiously, gripping her narrow white waist with his huge black hands, thrusting and humping the magnificent white ass, his slimy back prick glistening when it would come out and slurping noisily when the gigantic Negro would stab it deep up her bowels, Pepper shuddering and moaning....
"Aghhhhh, ughhhhhhhh, yesssss ... Ohooooo, God, it's so thick ... it's so hot ... fuck my ass ... yesssss ... aghhhhhh, ughhhhhhhh, Pepper was screaming, rotating her buttocks, humping and fucking back as the murderously large prick dug into her sweating asshole.
"Fuck it ... ohoooo fuck it ... yesss ... God ... it's so thick ... its so hot ... I can hardly stand it ... yessss ... but ... more ... harder ... Oh, God," she shrieked, fingering her burning hot clitoris as the prick sank in deep time and again, Johnson working his thick churning tool like a flying piston as he reamed her asshole, knocking the sweating white woman to and fro, Pepper's breasts swinging and swaying, her teeth chattering and her body working feverishly as the prick sweltered and swished in and out of her fiery ass....
Pepper's violent orgasm split her nearly in half as Johnson rammed it home, slugging it into her, his own body on fire, his prick threatening to burst so tight and hot were the ass muscles gripping it, so squirming and inexpressible were Pepper's moans and cries as the dazed Heatherton stood shivering, unable to believe that Pepper's asshole was being ravished and raped for the first time right in front of his very eyes.
The orgasm whipped into Pepper like a bolt of lightning, her asshole staggered by the thundering black cock as it exploded, flooding her asshole with thick Negro come, the pumping black cock throbbing and crippling her asshole as she and Johnson came almost at the same time!
Moments later, Pepper thrashing on the bed, the prick still sunk deep into her bowels, she turned lazily, almost dreamily toward Armstrong-Heatherton.
"After you suck his prick clean, get down here and drink every drop of his come out of my asshole," she said, closing her eyes.
"That's your punishment for now ... but remember, there's more to come!"
She turned to Johnson and in the same lazy voice, spoke:
"After he's done what I've told him, you fuck him up his ass," she said lowering her head, fell into a deep, peaceful slumber....
CHAPTER SEVEN
As strange as it may seem, Pepper's sexual enthusiasm for Armstrong-Heatherton seemed to grow in exotic leaps and bounds during the days immediately following the loss of her anal virginity to Johnson, the warehouseman.
She felt a strange but not uncomfortable mixture of love, affection and disgust for the servile creature, plus an unaccountable fascination for his measley body and this tiny prick and fudged-up balls which grew between his legs and presented themselves so obscenely when his naked body was exposed in all of its scrawny thinness. Since his pubic hair had been shaved off, his prick and his balls were also more fascinating to her, but it was his thin, angular buttocks which seemed to attract her eyes the most.
Slowly she began to feel peculiar desires in her groin and these weird sensations would surge through her lovely full breasts, making her cherry-tipped nipples twinge and, as she would tickle her protruding nipples with her finger nails, she would find her mind drifting ... and usually into fantasies concerning Armstrong-Heatherton and the kind and degree of suffering she inflicted on him mentally.
The mere thought of inflicting him with PHYSICAL punishment or torture and suffering, would make her entire naked body shiver and she could tell how excited the thoughts made her by her creamy pussy, how her juices would begin to flow immediately and how sopping wet her panties would become.
Thoughts of punishing him physically, torturing his thin body with whatever, also made her asshole itch and smart. These facts, this new knowledge intrigued Pepper and some nights she could not go to sleep without pinching Armstrong's taut balls, or pinching his nipples or smacking his erect penis with her open palm.
The day following the ass-fucking episode in her bedroom was devoted to Pepper's making plans for her future, and these plans included those she had for Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton.
She lay in bed, stark naked, dreamily remembering the evening before and how delightful it had been to feel Johnson's thick shaft burning and terrorizing her buttocks, how fiercely he shot it in and how deeply his prick would bore, nuzzling her bowel and then slurping in and out and sometimes setting her whole nude body on fire as he would squeeze her waist or mash her breasts between his thick black fingers.
She remembered the steady glare in Heather's glazed eyes as he watched, unable to tear his eyes away as the huge black prick galloped in and out, Pepper moaning and squealing as the prick battered her buttocks, pushing in and then shoving like a machine gun, gone crazy punching her ass, his heavy black balls smacking noisily against her buttocks, her cunt leaking creamy white syrup and this cream leaking down her thighs as the prick jabbed and jostled her Flaming asshole striking a fury as it drove Pepper from one ecstasy to another, the pain absolutely exquisite as the prick thumped and made its slavish demands up her magnificent ass, penetrating as deep as it could before staggering her with a wild and furious orgasm!
The immense size of the Negro's pounding organ made her asshole so extended and swollen she just couldn't believe her asshole could swallow such an enormous instrument. As she cried out in agony and anguish when her orgasm struck her, she opened her tear-filled eyes to look at Armstrong.
He was jerking off his little prick, and he looked so cute to her, his fingers curled around the thin shaft while his other hand cupped and squeezed his balls, his frail body rocking back and forth and his eyes blinking as he watched so intently as the huge buck screwed and punished his mistress' asshole.
Then, when her orgasm had subsided and she had fallen into a deep sleep, she was awakened but seconds later to see Johnson wrestling with the thin white man, the black's huge muscled arms around the tiny thin waist, the black's gigantic ebony body pressed close to Armstrong's frail, skinny frame as Johnson turned the white man around so that Armstrong's buttocks were now facing Johnston's out thrust prick, the Negro's cock thick and swollen so soon after his orgasm up Pepper's tense asshole.
As the black pressed his horny hot cock against the thin white buttocks, he bent Armstrong over, almost in half and this position gave Johnson the clear advantage he was seeking.
His sinewy, bulbous black cock was drooling now as the purple head of it brushed between Armstrong's buttocks, the tip of the black cock spreading the white man's buttocks apart as it caressed the narrow opening of his asshole, seeking entrance into Armstrong's bowels.
Armstrong was struggling furiously and crying out, begging the black to stop ... pleading with him to take his horny prick away, that he, Armstrong, would be happy to suck his black prong, do anything Johnson wanted, but to please ... oh, God, please do not fuck him up his tender asshole.
But Armstrong's words fell on deaf ears as the head of the thick, extended black cock slowly slipped into the white man's open asshole, Armstrong now bent in half at the waist and balancing his short, frail upper body with his hands placed flat on the floor.
Pepper watched the depraved scene with intense interest, having awakened to Armstrong's pleading cries for release.
Pepper sat up in bed and began to play with her clitoris, parting her thighs as she bore witness to the cringing white man finally taking the needling black cock up his asshole, his cries those of madness and pain and anguish as his aching asshole was split wide open by the ramming cock, Johnson stabbing his prick in inch by inch forcing it in and up the asshole gripping Armstrong's waist like a vice with his thick black fingers.
Finally the prick sank all the way up his asshole and the wild maddening screams coming from Armstrong's lips were blood curdling as Johnson increased his force with each violent thrust, both men breathing heavily now as Pepper began to encourage Johnson.
"Yes, Johnson, dig it up ... up in deep ... that's it ... Fuck his ass like you did mine! Oh, doesn't Heather look just too funny, that thick black cock digging up his ass, and poor Heather crying like a little girl as she get her ass fucked with such a mervelous and such a beautiful black prick...! Oh, Heather, you absolutely kill me...! You know you like it, don't you, Heather? Say something to me ... yesssss, Heather, say something to us ... Just don't cry and moan!"
As the black fat swollen cock ploughed in and out, Heatherton, was suffering excruciating pain all over his shuddering body. His knees almost buckled under the weight of the Negro fucking his asshole several times, but Johnson would pull him back on his prick, impaling in it his asshole each time Heatherton would seem to be falling.
Now Johnson reached around one black hand and gripped Armstrong's balls and prick, the size of his man-like hand covering Armstrong's baby-like genitals, Armstrong's prick stiff and throbbing at the touch of the Negro's rough fingers.
"Ohooo, stop it! Stop it, I say. Please, Oh, Stop it! I told you to stop it ... please. Have some mercy on me ... Have some mercy. Oh, God, does it hurt! Stop it! Ohooooo, yessssss ... Oh ... I don't know!" Heatherton was crying out, alternately pleading and begging for mercy as the huge rigid prick surged and slurped in and out of his asshole.
"Oh, Pepper ... ohooo ... , Pepper, he's killing my body! My poor body can't take it! Please make him stop! Please! I'll do anything you wish...! Please have him take his thing out of my bottom...! Oh, I have to go to the toilet, I think. Please...!"
Pepper gripped her clitoris harder now as she felt her breath increasing.
"Please,, let me get down on the floor at least," Armstrong begged, sobbing and trying to up and pull away from the prodding horny black cock as it plundered and swept deeply in and out of his anguished asshole.
"Let him get down on his knees, Johnson!"
Johnson gently lowered the white man to his bony knees without his prick escaping the hot confines of his bowels, Johnson falling to his own knees now and continuing the rape of Armstrong's asshole.
"Oh, God," cried Armstrong, "it's even worse ... it's so thick ... Oh, how fat it is! I hate it....
Oh please, not so hard ... Please don't put it in so deep ... Please, I beg of you, don't wiggle it in deep like that ... Ohoooooooo, God ... My thing ... it's leaking ... Oh, I'm so embarrassed," he cried, his voice high and shrill now, completely effeminate as Armstrong began to wiggle his buttocks and Pepper noticed immediately a decrease in the white man's sobbing and how he was balancing his body and taking each furiously violent thrust in a much different way than he had been.
Pepper could now hear the loud liquid slurping noises and the smack-smack-smack of Johnson's heavy black balls as they slashed against Heatherton's scrawny buttocks.
"Oh, God. I can't stand it anymore ... I just know I'm going to faint ... Ugggggg, ahhhhhh, take itttttt outttttttt ... Oh, God ... Pleaseeeeeeeee take it outtttttttttt!"
"Don't you dare, Johnson!" Pepper commanded!
And Johnson fucked harder, more violently, driving his glowing black tool up into the tense asshole, pounding the white man's buttocks with a maddening fury.
"Make him love it! Make him beg for it up his ass the way I did ... Make him beg for you to fuck his asshole! Hold his prick, Johnson and jerk it off for him while you fuck him up the ass ... I know he'll love it...!"
Johnson did just this and the screams coming from Armstrong-Heatherton's open lips were suddenly quite different, not those of pain or anguish or anxiety, but vastly changed as he now, unable to understand it himself, began to slowly buck back onto the stiff, pulsating black cock, soft and gently at very first and then more speedily, the sobs lessening and his eyes fluttering open and closed as his very feminine voice began to chant in rhythm with the thrusts of the Negro's thick prodding tool.
"Yessss ... ohoooo, ohoooooo, My God ... I feel it in so nice and deep ... yesssss ... so nice and deep ... Oh, my darling ... oh my dear ... yesssssss ... I think ... I think ... Oh, dear, my darling ... more of it ... more of your honey ... yesssss ... oh, my little prick ... my prick in your dark hand and your lovely fingers on it ... oh, you're so gentle and ohoooo, yessssssss ... stick it up ... stick it up ... Oh, darling ... I'm going to let go!" Armstrong kept murmuring in a high feminine voice, so effeminate anyone listening would have sworn on a stack of bibles that it was a young girl getting fucked for the first time.
"Uesssss, oohhhhhhhooooo, ooooooo ... Whooooo, Haaaaaaaaaaa ... ohooooo, God ... fuck me ... yes ... yessssssssss!!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Pepper smiled to herself as she remembered the aftermath of Armstrong-Heatherton's ass rape, how passionate Armstrong was now, wanting to kiss the huge black all over, rubbing his face over the black pumping prick, sucking and licking his hot balls, cleaning his soiled prick and licking his sweating heavy black testicles as the black rested on his knees trying to push the little eager white man away but hardly able to, so agile was Heather as he kept kissing and mumbling and whimpering his gratitude to the huge Negro for fucking him up the asshole!
She was very amused at how servile 'Heather' was becoming, how obedient and slavish, attending to her and even anticipating her wishes and her needs.
And to repay him, for oftentimes she did feel very tender and kind toward him, she would sit in the large easy chair stark naked and hold the frail little naked man in her lap.
The difference in their sizes was more obvious when she would cuddle him in her strong arms, Armstrong, like a young boy holding onto her, suckling on her huge fleshy breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue and letting her play with his little harmless prick, no bigger than a young boy's.
Pepper's hair would be down on her white shoulders and Armstrong would bury his face between her ample breasts, breathing in her sweet sexy perfume as he would quietly nuzzle her cherry nipples with the tip of his nose or, as he would suck on them, Pepper pressing his head closer and closer, her body exuding a sensual warmth in which the frail white man could relax quietly, his little prick stiffening and then dwindling as Pepper's long lean fingers would stroke it, then her nails scrape the measly length of it.
Sometimes she would play with him like a little baby boy. She would put on her high spike heels and her filmy black nylons and her garter belt and play games with him, dancing around the room whie he crawled on his knees, her cunt bare, his naked body glistening from the oils she insisted he coat his body with.
Standing over him in all her towering height, her lovely soft strawberry blonde hair tumbling over her naked shoulders and partially obscuring her full vibrant berasts, so rich and so full and so swollen, poor little Armstrong down on the rug looked unbelievably small to her as she woud straddle her legs over his frail pale body and then hug her knees tighty around his waist or around his head, keeping him prisoner as he would whelp and squeal and plead for her to release the ever-tightening pressure of her squeezing knees.
At other times when he was exceedingly good to her, she would let him stand in front of her as she sat naked on the floor, his groin right in front of her beautiful face, her hands cupping her breasts which he loved to watch as her fingers would squeeze and knead her luscious titties, her nipples so bright and cherry red as she would tease and tickle them to his delight.
Then she would open her wide mouth and stick out her tongue and gently lick his hairless balls and his hairless groin, his little dick sticking up proudly, weaving in front of her tongue, Armstrong hoping against hope that her swift tongue would caress his little prick, and then finally, that moment of extreme bliss when she would glance up at him and then, opening her mouth very wide, swallow both his prick and balls with one slurping gulp, Armstrong looking down in exquisite bliss as she would suck on his hairless genitals while she fondled and stroked her breasts at the same time.
But however glorious and thrilling these sensual moments were for Armstrong-Heatherton, however pleasant and soothing and comforting they were-the others, which he positively dreaded, would send floods of pain and agony through his shuddering body, making him cry and sob like a child, making his flesh creep and his little thin prick whimper and leak his thin seminal juices.
When Pepper was angry with him, the entire scene would resemble just the opposite, the white man cringing and meek as her huge tall body would tower over his tiny frail one, shivering and trembling as he would creep after her high heels, licking the heels and crying out to her to have pity on him.
And when this tragic-comic change in Pepper's attitude toward her slave took place, Armstrong Heatherton was least prepared for it.
For several days Armstrong-Heatherton had important business details to take care of. Now he had many new and expensive clients and his decoration business, thanks to Pepper's helping him, grew into a more flourishing business than he had ever dreamed possible.
During his abscence Pepper finalized her plans. She had long decided that she could never have a so called 'normal' marriage, because no male was as strong as she was, nor was any she came in contact with in any way perverted. Most just wanted her money and she was damned if this would ever happen.
So, she decided to marry Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton-whether he liked it or not!!
He was just perfect for her in more ways than one, and she knew intuitively she could not do much better. She adored being seen in public with him, whether he was dressed as a woman or a man. Her tall erect body striding along the avenues, her long strawberry colored hair cascading over her wide shoulders creating a marvelous contrast with the little creature following at her heels much like a fashionable dog.
Together they would shop for his clothing, masculine or feminine, and Armstrong-Heatherton had never been more fashionably dressed in his entire life.
Pepper bought him expensive wigs and had his ears pierced for earrings. She had an important cosmetician make up his face and teach him how to do it himself. She taught him to walk on spike heels so he wouldn't wobble, and she even fattened him up a bit.
When they went out as 'girls' together, hardly anyone would have ever suspected that Armstrong-Heatherton was of the male sex, and when dressed as a man, few would have given him a second glance except for his very moddish clothing and his dramatic long hair with a neatly trimmed (fake) moustache.
But the event which was to change Armstrong's relative position in the life of Pepper happened when Pepper went to a designer of leather goods and ordered the dildo harness!
This contraption was a sophisticated thin leather harness which could be adjusted to fit either Pepper or Armstrong-Heatherton.
It strapped over the shoulders and across the middle back. It also strapped around the waist and down, like a garter belt, to wrap around the thighs.
As it crossed under the crotch, there were two detachable dildoes made of an expensive plastic rubber compound. Both dildoes had realistic looking testicles and were hollow inside, and both bore such a strict resemblance to the normal, natural penis that in the semi-dark it was hard to determine they were artificial and not authentic prongs.
Pepper also bought a cat-of-nine-tails and an assortment of thin leather thongs. She picked up some thin and also some heavy-linked chains from another source and now her arsenal of pain was almost complete according to her wild, debauched plans.
When she quietly informed Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton that she planned to take him as her husband, he was totally flabbergasted, positively incredulous at the thought. The anticipation of the marriage stunned and astonished him. He was now in complete awe of this tall blonde beauty who wore high spike heels and wielded a strange psychological hold over him.
When he meekly accepted her plans, they took out the license and did the other necessary things. They were married quietly by a judge who thought little or nothing was strange about the union except that the woman was so tall and imposingly beautiful with large, voluptuous and exotic breasts while the groom was so tiny as to be lost in a crowd. But both spoke with slight British accents and this impressed the judge very much.
Most people are impressed with English accents.
Armstrong-Heatherton and his wife, Pepper were happily, if not incongruously united in wedlock. He sublet his apartment and moved into hers, and from that moment on he was her shivering prisoner, her cringing, trembling slave!
He was her shaking, creeping servant, servile and obedient, quivering for her next demand, cowering if she raised her hand,, cringing and meek when she would refuse him something he dearly wanted.
But being married to a magnificent, fiery tempered Amazon who seemed to grow even taller after the wedding, seemed to agree with Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton, for the little man began to put on some weight, but not in the shoulders or on the face or biceps.
It was his behind that filled out, becoming more and more fleshy, and feminine. Also his thighs seemed to expand and, although there was little or no muscle, the flesh was firm if not fleshy, and his skin, from numerous applications of an expensive body lotion, and as clean shaven as it was, fairly soon became almost as soft and smooth as a woman's skin.
The physical change in him was absolutely fantastic, and when he first noticed his breasts beginning to swell from the daily innoculations Pepper syringed into his nipples, he wondered seriously what was magically happening to himself.
CHAPTER NINE
For reasons unknown and absolutely unexplainable, her marriage began to change Pepper in several ways, and she started making friends with her clients, and this was unaccountable to her.
One of these friends was the rich and very beautiful Mrs. Sanford Gribbs, who was known in the society circles she turned in as 'Sandy' to those not as close to her as those who called her affectionately 'Gribby.'
Gribby was almost as tall as Pepper and she wore her jet black hair down to her waist, this accenting her height!
Gribby had huge bouncing breasts very similar in size and mold to those of Pepper and they both wore the same size of dresses and blouses. Gribby's legs were very long and firm and the high heels she affected farther increased her stature.
Gribby was ultra-feminine and married to a man almost as tall as she, a man who was mostly always gone on business, flying all over the world in his private airplane.
This couple had one child, a sweet, honey-blonde named 'Wooly' for no apparent reason. Wooly was petite, about 13 years old although she looked much younger except for her sweet ripe breasts and her darling narrow waist. Her feet were petite and dainty and when she was naked she was a sketch artist's dream, to be sure ... for this was the profession the young girl wanted, that of an artist's model and for her youthful age the child was inordinately suecessful!
Pepper insisted the mother and daughter come for an intimate dinner party at her apartment and both Wooly and Gribby accepted with glee. Both liked Pepper very much and envied her her new happiness.
In the apartment, when Pepper first informed her little husband about the festivities planned for the evening, he was delighted, but when she informed him, rather sternly, that he was to be 'maid' a sense of bewilderment struck him.
"How?" he asked.
"Come into the bedroom," she said, Heather immediately falling to his naked knees and crawling after her as the tall Amazon strode through the apartment.
"Stand up!"
Naked, Heatherton now looked more effeminate than ever. His breasts had really grown and could accept a small cup brassiere, filling it out rather pleasantly.
His calves had also fattened a bit and so had his thighs along with his buttocks, once so scrawny and thin.
Talking a specially constructed 'jock' stap she had made for him, she had him put it on. The small sack was made to enclose his prick and balls and when the draw string, a narrow, almost invisible strap, was tightened, it placed his prick and balls either right between his thighs, or, when drawn up, closely resembled a female cunt mound. When Heather drew on the thin filmy panties, his crotch really resembled that of a woman with a prominent mons.
Pepper was terribly satisfied with the change and, with the effect, although Heatherton regarded his reflection in the mirror with some awe. Indeed, his genitals tightly enclosed in the strap and the fact that his pubic hair was shaved off, really seemed to convert him into a woman.
The brassiere, slightly padded, added to the overall effect and when the wig was combed out and after the make-up had been applied and he pulled on the nylon stockings and hooked them expertly to the thin garter belt, the effect was startlingly realistic!
Pepper decided he should wear a pair of her skimpy panties instead of those he had put on and when she slid these on, half or three-quarters of his fleshy buttocks were revealed. From the rear he looked the perfect female now.
Next, Pepper gave him a sheer mini dress through which one could see the white flesh above his stocking tops and also the bulge in his crotch, and once he slipped into the high spike heels he now had no difficulty in walking in, and as he spun around for her approval, he couldn't help but admire the change.
The cleavage between his breasts was exaggerated and quite visible through the sheer filmy material of the tight mini dress which hugged his narrow waist.
"Now, just remember you're a girl tonight! That's all," she said, lying back on the bed, propping her head in her open hands and opening her naked thighs to expose her hot yawning pussy lips already creaming from the experience of dressing her husband. Easily, she mused to herself, he looked like a young maid and the cute wig really did the final trick!
"Do you want to tongue my pussy for a minute or so before they come?"
Without a word Heatherton threw his face into her pussy and began to kiss and smooch it with his tongue and rouged lips, whipping and slurping his tongue in and out of her gleaming pussy lips, then using a feather touch Pepper thoroughly enjoyed.
"Be careful of your make up, Heather!" Pepper warned, writhing and twisting her deliciously naked cunt in his face.
When the door chime sounded, Heather quickly ran off, leaving Pepper to dress for the dinner she had planned.
She put on a pair of very tight and clinging white short-shorts and a silk halter, her full ripe breasts naked and shimmering under the exotic thin material. Her nipples perked up proudly and she agitated them with her fingers, admiring the sexy effect in the mirror.
Her long bare legs were marvelous, so long and so strong and her skin was silky smooth. She slipped into expensive spike heels and walked slowly into the living room to greet her guests.
"Oh, how darling you look!" shrilled Gribby, and Wooly joined in. "I think you're very beautiful, Mrs. Heatherton."
"I'm Pepper to you sweetheart!" said Pepper and, as Heather waited for instructions, standing quietly, admiring both strange women, he couldn't help but feel part of them, of their femininity.
"Heather," Pepper smiled sweetly, "make us cocktails and then make sure the caterer will be on time."
She turned to Wooly and Gribby.
"That's Heather, my maid. She's such a darling, and I actually love her!"
"She's very sweet," replied Wooly, crossing her pretty legs and giving Pepper a brief glimpse of her bare legs under her mini skirt.
"Aren't you a bit too dressed, darling?" Pepper asked Wooly.
"Hardly," the young honey blonde answered, "I'm not wearing any panties and I never wear a bra!"
"You don't need one!" said her mother, smiling.
"But I do!" said Pepper, "but I prefer not to wear one at home," and she swung her naked breasts gaily under the sheer material of the halter.
"Well, if you don't, then I don't have to either," laughed Gribby, and suiting words to action, unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off her wide shoulders.
"I think we can all be comfortable tonight," said Pepper, "after all, we'll be quite alone, no men, and Heather and I have absolute nothing to hide from each other!"
"Oh, grand!" screeched the young blonde, Wooly. "You mean we could be like ... not dressed ... and just be homey like?"
"Why not?" said her mother, taking off her bra, her wonderfully swollen breasts now released from the brassiere and commanding the attention of both Wooly and Pepper.
"They're positively beautiful!" Pepper exclaimed, reaching forward to brush her hands over her fleshy globes.
"And your nipples, they're heavenly!"
"Thank you, darling," said Gribby, cupping her naked breasts. "I love them, too. I've always been so proud of my breasts, they're just like yours, aren't they?"
"Let's check!" Pepper laughed and whipped off her halter, baring her luscious breasts, so ample and so full and ripe, her cherry-tipped nipples blossoming prettily.
"Hey, I'm not about to be left out of this strip tease," squealed Wooly, raising her dress and slipping it over her honey colored long hair. Now sweet darling young Wooly was completely nude except for her chic high heels.
"Oh, what a heavenly beautiful body!" Pepper observed. "You should have no trouble being a roaring success as an artist's model."
"Well," laughed Wooly's mother, "why don't we all be naked. You're sure your maid, what's her name, won't be shocked?"
"Of course not!" Pepper answered and standing, unhooked her brief short-shorts and slipped them down to her ankles and stepped out of them as Gribby was doing the same with her skirt and her pink panties.
"We're all nudists now!" Wooly exclaimed and Pepper embraced the young naked girl as her mother looked on admiringly.
"Oh, this is fun ... it's fun!" said her mother, and she joined in the embrace.
In a second, Pepper's wet, most lips were clinging to Wooly's open lips and a swift passion struck all three naked women, Gribby reaching out to touch Pepper's heavy, pendulous breasts and unashamably petting them as she moved her mouth between the two and sticking out her tongue began to lick Pepper's lips as well as her naked daughter's mouth, both girls giggling happily as Gribby now began to touch her daughter's naked globes with her free hand.
"This is going to be a real hen party, isn't it?" cried Wooly, now fondling Pepper's breasts and letting Pepper lower her head to plant several hot passionate kisses on her darling breasts.
"It is if we want it to be," Pepper grinned, looking up at their smiling faces.
'Should we all be terribly honest with one another?" the mother asked.
"And why not?"
"I want to be, mother!"
"And I think we can be, Wooly," Gribby answered her naked charming daughter.
"Well, I'll tell," said Wooly. "Pepper, it's a dark family secret, but mother and I make love to each other when Dad's gone off!"
Pepper wasn't at all chagrined and hugged both lovely females and began petting between their hairy crotches when Heatherton walked into the living room carrying the cocktails on a shaking tray....
CHAPTER TEN
"Oh, I just adore Heather's costume!" shrilled Wooly, opening her darling thighs to permit Pepper's fingers more freedom, Pepper now having moved on the couch between the naked mother and daughter, the tall, luscious mother kissing Pepper's open lips as Pepper's fingers teased between Wooly's sensitive thighs and touched her tender pussy lips hiding in her crotch under the luxuriant growth of blonde pussy hairs which covered her parfumed pussy.
Heatherton stood quietly, his eyes fluttering as he stared incredulously at the lavishly naked scene on the couch. He felt a tickling in his asshole and then another lingering thrill in his tightly bound testicles as he saw Pepper's fingers sweep over Wooly's luscious, succulent pussy.
Heather could see the ripe ruby lips of the mother's open pussy, too, as she spread her legs so Pepper's other hand could cup and fondle her glossy black pussy, her fingers tickling and making mother squirm deliciously at the intimate contact.
"I had it designed for her," said Pepper, breathing harder now and feeling wild thrills shoot through her delicate cunt as she realized what a marvelously sexy time they all could have. Keen sensations flooded her breasts as now Gribby's pussy damp and almost soaking as Pepper's fingers flashed over it and finally snuck into her pulsating, responsive hole.
"She's just darling!" cried the 13-year old Wooly, now slipping one knee under her naked buttocks and holding Pepper's hand with her own, guiding the older woman's fingers into her ripe pussy hole.
"Do you have sexy fun with her, too?" the mother asked, now bending her head to suck and nibble on Pepper's handsome breasts.
"Oh, of course!" Pepper laughed. "Heather, come over here with those drinks. What's the matter with you?"
Heather found a grin and approached. His legs were beginning to shiver and he felt the same tickling in his asshole as he bent over and put the tray down on the coffee table.
"Does all this arouse you, Heather?" Wooly smiled up at the scantily clad maid.
Heatherton managed a low grunt which could have been feminine or masculine and nodded his head.
"Do you want to join us?" asked the mother, now licking between the deep dark valley of Pepper's breasts, coating the inviting valley with her saliva, her tongue swirling up to dab at the erect nipples, then gliding smoothly down over the curvy breasts before opening her teeth to nibble back up on the pert pretty cherry-tipped nipples.
"Maybe you'd like to kiss our pussies, Heather, as a kind of informal introduction," offered Pepper, now openly fingering Wooly's scrumptous, tantalizing pussy, the young girl's eyelids flickering as she listened to the naughty words coming from her hostess.
"I just adore kissing pussy," Wooly exclaimed, "ever since mother taught me how to kiss hers!"
"And I adore it, too," admitted Gribby, smiling and thorougly enjoying Pepper's fingers as they danced over her swollen ripe pussy.
"I love it," Pepper exclaimed and she could hardly wait to go down on Gribby's pussy and then eat the young girl's succulent cunt, so shapely and smooth and pink and virginal.
"Sometimes we suck and kiss each other's pussies for hours, don't we, mother?"
"Yes," Gribby purred, now that Pepper's fingers were deep inside her suckable hole, spearing in and out as the mother began to writhe her naked fleshy buttocks on the couch, her thighs parting and closing in passion as she glared down at the fingers vanishing and then magically reappearing all coated with white cream gathered from inside Gribby's alluring hole.
"Oh, this is all making me so sexy Hot," Wooly exclaimed, smiling at Heather.
"Come on, Heather, give our pussies a welcoming kiss," said Gribby, spreading her thighs wide apart and raising one knee higher than the other. "Heather!"
"Heather, come on ... our pussy's are hot!" said Wooly, straightening out her naked legs and spreading her beautiful white thighs part.
Heatherton kneeled and crawled between their legs until his face touched Pepper's knee.
"No, Heather! Kiss their pussy's first!"
Heather looked up at Pepper. Should he obey her or not? If he did, it meant punishment later! If he didn't, it meant the same punishment and he shivered at the thought, a new terror seeping into his quivering body as he parted Pepper's thighs and began to lick her silky white flesh, finally burying his face between her open thighs, brushing his lips over her moss of blonde pussy hair while Wooly and her mother giggled at the scene.
"Come over here next to me, darling," Gribby said to her young, beautifully nude daughter.
Wooly giggling again, changed her position and sat next to her mother who immediately threw her arms around her daughter's naked shoulders and began kissing her on the mouth, diving her tongue between the young blonde's pink lips, sucking on her little darting tongue and tasting the sweetness of her daughter's saliva.
"Kiss it! Don't get it all gushy wet!" Pepper snapped as Heatherton began to gobble up her cunt, to taste her savory hot juices the way he was accustomed to.
"Now," said Pepper, "kiss Wooly's cunt. She's very hot from my fingering, aren't you, darling?"
"Oh ... yessss ... I am, Pepper ... so very hot and sexy!"
Heather obediently crawled past the mother and promptly buried his face between the young girl's darling naked thighs, tantalizing her open ripe pussy with the tip of his tongue, tasting her deep juices as they began to flow to the surface of her delicate pussy.
"Oh, she's so good ... soooo good ... what a tongue!" Wooly cried, spreading her thighs wide open to get more intense sensations from the maid's fleeting tongue as it swirled and squished inside her silky pink cunt.
"I love it! Oh, I love being sucked off!" cried Wooly, holding onto Heatherton's hair which he was glad would not come off, no matter how roughly one pulled on the fashionable wig.
"Now!"
And Heatherton knew the tone in Pepper's voice very well. Licking his lips clean of the young girl's virginal syrup, he slid on his knees over to the mother and once more began to lick and bury his face in her fragrant pussy, loving the rich warmth of her heavy thighs as she pressed them against his ears, shutting out any sound.
"That's quite enough!" announced Pepper, standing, her tall lithe body towering over the two deliciously naked females on the couch and especially over the body of Heatherton.
Playfully Pepper booted Heatherton in the buttocks and laughing, announced that they would all eat now that Heather had done her duty in welcoming them.
At dinner, while Heather served efficiently, the talk was about sex exclusively; how the hot and very intense relationship between mother and daughter had begun, Wooly falling asleep in her mother's bed one dark night and being afraid of the dark then, (about a year ago), had fondled and stroked her mother's naked body and how this had led to other things, until finally they were kissing, not only in bed, but whenever they had the chance during the day.
"I first wanted to suck mother when she was asleep, but my tongue woke up her clitoris and this woke her up!" Kooly grinned, swallowing her steak.
"And I sucked Wooly's pussy until she was flaming hot one afternoon when she came home early from school...."...." and that was my first cunt suck and it was delicious, oh, so delicious, watching mommy's head bob up and down there in my crotch and seeing her pink tongue making my pussy so creamy hot and so juicy and so happy, I couldn't get enough of her lips and her sweet tongue," the child added gleefully.
They talked about pricks and how anxious both mother and daughter had been to fuck each other but how they lacked the courage to buy a dildo.
The three naked, highheeled females embraced one another happily and went into the dining room where Heather had set up a lovely dinner just arrived steaming hot from the Caterer.
When Heatherton had cleared the table and was putting the soiled dishes into the automatic dishwasher, Pepper joined him momentarily in the kitchen.
From a cabinet she took a very small vial of liquid.
"Mix two drops of this in the next shaker of drinks, Heather" she said, playing with his buttocks under the short miniskirt, letting one finger caress his asshole through the scanty panties.
"And you'll join us of course?"
"Do I have to?" he asked and his tone was obviously that of a jealous person.
"You do!" were Pepper's final words as she left the kitchen, her naked buttocks shivering and
"Oh, I can fix that up perfectly," cried Pepper, and then she turned to Heather.
"Heather, go into my room and get the black dildo from the chest."
This instrument was another of those Pepper had bought but which she had yet to use. It was as black as a Negro's stiff prick and as long and as fat and as fierce looking, the end of the shaft fitted with two large black balls one could fill with hot milk and when squeezed, the tip would shoot the hot milk into whatever hole you had inserted the angry looking rubber prick into.
"Oh, I can't wait. You mean, we can all maybe fuck one another tonight?" Wooly grinned.
"If you want to, darling, you can!" said Pepper, already making elaborate plans for the orgy which was automatically scheduled to follow. her huge breasts bouncing lasciviously as she went to join her naked guests in the living room....
CHAPTER ELEVEN
When Pepper strode into the living room she wasn't at all surprised at what she saw. Mother and daughter lay stark naked and coupled in each other's arms on the deep rug, Wooly lying on top of her very tall buxom mother, sucking on her luscious breasts while her fingers stabbed in and out of her mother's hairy pussy.
Gribby had her fingers buried deep up her daughter's hungry cunt and they were working dramatically in and out as they rubbed their delicious bodies against each other, Wooly crying and moaning at the intimate touch of her mother's darling fingers as they searched and scrambled inside her honeyed hole.
Pepper sat down alongside them and slipping her arms around the young girl's naked waist, began to squeeze her young breasts, teasing her erect nipples and scratching her delicate flesh.
"I just love it here! Oh, we've got to come often!" Wooly squealed, grinding her crotch against her mother's' long leg, rubbing her hairy cunt over her mother's silky white flesh.
"You can, as often as you want, darlings!" said Pepper, now fondling and stroking the honey blonde's bare buttocks, so alluring and enticing to her eyes as her fingers traced crazy designs on her buttocks and then slowly, carefully slipped down between the dark cleavage of her ass cheeks, just grazing over her pouting asshole.
"I love it when someone plays with my asshole ... and I love to have mother lick it ... oh, yummy ... it feels so good to me ... I just eat it up when a finger does that to me! It tickles like hell but I love it," she exclaimed, squirming and wiggling as Pepper tried to insert her finger up the young lovely's asshole.
"Have either of you ever been fucked up the ass?" Pepper wanted to know, now bending her head and poking her tongue between Wooly's gorgeous ass cheeks, smelling the tantalizing parfume the young, honey-blonde girl wore.
"Oh, never that!" cried Gribby, "but to tell the truth, I've always secretly wondered what it would feel like!" She looked around her daughter's neck and smiled at Pepper.
"Have you been, darling?"
Pepper smiled.
"Yes ... and I simply loved it!"
"Didn't it hurt?" Wooly asked, rocking her luscious naked bottom as Pepper's tongue squirmed over her ashole, dipping in gently, then dragging down between her open thighs, her tongue licking and traveling sexily over her burning flesh.
"Oh, just a little ... at the beginning, but then when he stuck it all the way up, I could almost taste It and he kept fucking me silly and I loved it, all the pain and all the peasure all mixed up!"
"I'd just loved to be fucked up my cunt, that's all for a starter!" Wooly said, sitting up and taking one of Pepper's magnificent breasts in her hands and then sucking on the erect nipple.
"I can manage that very well!" said Pepper.
"Oh, how? Tell me!"
"I have a great surprise for both of you if you want one," Pepper added.
"What could it be ... a man with a big hard-on, or the dildo you promised us?" Wooly asked, spreading open her thighs as her mother sat up before crawling down lower and resting her head in her daughter's beautiful blonde pussy, Gribby's tongue licking quietly over her daughter's pussy lips as Wooly spread her thighs wide open and pressed her mother's face between her warm silky thighs.
"Suck me, mother ... lick my pussy while I talk to Pepper," she said softly, beginning to rock back and forth on the rug as her mother's tongue leaped into her pulsating pussy.
"Well, the surprise is a man ... a man but a different kind of man," Pepper explained, and then went on to tell all about the hardness with the dildo and how she planned to have Heather wear it and fuck all of them, "either in the cunt or up the ass, just as they wished!"
"Oh, I don't just believe you," cried Wooly, now burying her head in Pepper's lap and kissing her warm tender belly and then licking with her tongue down lower until the tip of her pretty tongue reached the top of Pepper's pussy triangle of bushy blonde hair.
"I'll show you!" said Pepper and she called out for Heatherton.
And when 'Heather' appeared in the doorway, Pepper spoke:
"Go in my room and get the contraption!" was all she said and Heather trembled from his head down to his toes, his prick bleating and his balls aching from the pressure of the tight strap restraining his aching balls.
"And come back quickly!" said Pepper, once again getting up to sit on the couch, her legs spread and her pulsating cunt so naked and so appetising.
"Come here and let's see you suck my pussy, Wooly, and let's see how good a job you can do," she said.
"I'd love to! Oh, I'd like that ... so much!"
Gribby sat up now and then kneeling behind her daughter, as Wooly kneeled in front of Pepper's burning slit, began to kiss her daughter's buttocks, slipping her hot tongue into Wooly's pouting asshole as Wooly squirmed at the intimate contact.
At this point, Heather return with the 'contraption', the leather dildo-harness which Pepper had designed for she and Heatherton.
Both mother and daughter stared at it and both were totally fascinated as Pepper slipped into it, the huge, bulbous dildo poking out from her belly.
Pepper detached the other dildo and handed it to Gribby.
"Here, stick this up your cunt while I fuck Wooly in her pussy. She's going to love this! Oh, I know!"
"I know I will too," exclaimed Wooly, still on her hands and knees as Pepper knelt behind her and slipped the monstrous dildo into the young girl's hungry hot wet cunt, beginning to fuck her while both Heather and Gribby stared intently at the scene.
"God, it's hot and huge!" cried Wooly bucking back on the enormous rubberplastic rod as it slipped noisily in and out of her sopping wet pussy.
"Come over here with me!" said Wooly's mother to Heather and Heatherton obeyed, slinking over in his high heels and sitting on the floor next to Gribby's naked legs.
The slurping poises of the giant black dildo as it roamed in and out of Wooly's hot cunt were fantastic as Gribby inserted the other dildo into her own cunt.
"Sit up here, Heather!" Gribby cried, her passions soaring and her cunt dripping wet. "Play with my tits and suck on them for me while I fuck my cunt!"
Gribby put one naked arm around Heather's narrow shoulders and then her hand fell down inside her dress to clutch her breasts, and Gribby began to tease and pinch Heather's swollen nipples.
Then Gribby hugged Heatherton close to her naked perspiring body and her hand slipped up Heatherton's brief skirt to touch his crotch, and suddenly Gribby screamed:
"Yipe! It's a man ... Oh, Lord! It's a man!"
Pepper roared with laughter. "It is!"
Then she stopped fucking Wooly's delicious cunt for a second. "Heather, get undressed and show us your prick!"
Heatherton cringed and shivered in acute embarrassment as he stripped out of his clothing, finally standing completely nude, his little prick sticking up proudly.
"Oh, what a darling little prick he's got," cried Gribby, stroking it as Heatherton trembled and shook from head to toe.
"Does he fuck with it?"
"I don't know," admitted Pepper, once more jamming the dildo deep up Wooly's heated cunt, Wooly's juices flowing profusely, her sweet young breasts swaying as she took the dildo deep up her burning, fiery pussy.
"Hey, I've got an idea" exclaimed Gribby, and it was identical to the idea Pepper had had in the very first place.
And in a jiffy, the harness was off Pepper's perspiring body and strapped securely onto Heatherton's body, his prick lashed tight to the base of the thick rubber dildo that had just come warm and sweaty out of Wooly's pulsating cunt.
"No," said Pepper, kissing Wooly's asshole, "I want you to kneel behind her like this and fuck her up the ass!"
"Oh, God!" cried Heatherton. But he obeyed and although he had never fucked in his life, either with his own prick or a dildo, he had no trouble inserting the dildo up Wooly's pouting wet asshole.
The monstrous dildo sank in easily and Wooly let out a wild, shattering scream as she began to hump her lovely ass back on the intruding dildo, her sweet breasts bobbing and her hair cascading over her head as she braced her upper body on her arms and took every plunge, every thrust from Heatherton's dildo, his little stiff prick strapped securely to the shaft of the slippery dildo and entering the young girl's ass at the same time the dildo did, but not penetrating half as far in.
Behind him, Pepper took the black rubber dildo and stabbed it up Heatherton's ass, Heatherton letting out deep sobs as he felt the instrument bore and screw him up the ass.
"Ohoooo ... ohoooo ... ohooooo ... uggggg ... ughhhh!" Heatherton screamed as Pepper worked it in and out, his asshole creaming and his prick, as he kept plunging it, along with the dildo, up Wooly's asshole, threatening to burst, so intense was the heat and the friction of Wooly's ass muscles as he fucked and fucked her!
Behind Pepper, kneeling as she plugged Heatherton's ass, Gribby began to suck Pepper's hairy cunt, licking with her tongue madly and swallowing the savory juices which were flowing so freely from Pepper's sweet palatable pussy and her bleating asshole.
Wooly was panting and sweating, purring and screaming as Heatherton fucked her up the ass with a vengeance he didn't know he possessed.
"Okay ... okay!" said Pepper, suddenly pulling the dildo out of Heatherton's brimming asshole.
"Let's take a breather, and have a drink!"
Reluctantly, for both of them, Heatherton pulled the dildo out of his partner's luscious hot asshole and fell back on the floor, his legs askew.
"Heather!" said Pepper quietly, "serve us our drinks and take off that harness. I want Wooly to put it on for us. It's going to be her turn next, and yuo're going to get it good from all of us!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
At Pepper's suggestion, they all went into the bedroom, Pepper leading the way with Heatherton down on his knees, crawling behind the tall naked body he had learned to worship, its physical needs having enslaved the little man. Pepper's lavish and exciting naked buttocks quivering and shaking as he followed after her, and glimpses of her hairy crotch from behind farther aroused the little meek man and his cock, still smarting from the friction it had encountered while up Wooly's delicious asshole. It was already stiff again and beginning to pain him.
Wooly was bubbling over with happiness. She had really enjoyed the wild terrific sensations of the thick slippery dildo up her asshole, able to feel the thin prick, so human and hot, riding next to the rubber artificial prick as Heatherton had bored it up and down, in and out of her vibrating asshole.
"I never thought I'd like ass fucking so much!" Wooly cried, embracing her naked mother, rubbing her ripe breasts against the pendulous breasts of her mother, trying to stand on tip toe to rub her hairy groin against her mother's pussy, Gribby rubbing back lasciviously, clutching her daughter's luscious body close to her own.
When they were all settled on the bed, Pepper distributed the drinks and this time she knew they would be at least four times as powerful because of the aphrodisiac Heatherton had dripped in from the vial in the kitchen.
Pepper sat close to Gribby and held her tightly in her long arms, kissing Wooly's mother passionately on the lips while her hands stroked and caressed her voluptuous breasts, teasing and tickling and feeling up her large brown nipples.
"I want to suck your pussy, mommy!" said Wooly getting down at the foot of the bed and spreading her lovely mother's thighs wide apart and then kissing the inside of her thighs delicately while her hands caressed her mother's breasts much in the same way Pepper's roaming hands were stroking and feeling up Gribby's beautiful body.
"Heather!" said Pepper, "how about licking Wooly's asshole now that you've fucked it for her."
Heatherton was quick to obey and he fell to his knees and, parting Wooly's tantalizing buttocks began to titilate her asshole with the tip of his tongue, liking the delicious aroma of her bottom hole as it assailed his flared nostrils.
"It's lovely, what a lovely tongue he has!" Wooly murmured in between licking and chewing on her mother's gaping cunt, her pussy pouting and her breath coming in great sighs and pants as Wooly tongued her, tickling her clitoris and then swinging her tongue down and out, then plunging it deep up her mother's hairy cunt.
"Heather, do you want Wooly to put on the harness and fuck you up your ass?"
Heather didn't answer immediately, but a white hot thrill shot through his thin body at the thought of the the thick dildo penetrating and piercing his already raw asshole.
"Yes ... Yessssss. I would...."
"You would what?"
"I want Wooly to fuck me up the ass!"
"Ohoooooo," cried Gribby, "I love to hear a man say that! It does wild things to me," she squealed as Wooly was nibbling on her clitoris now, her fingers scratching her mother's warm belly while Pepper, up higher on her body was now nursing and sucking on Gribby's magnificent breasts, tonguing and licking her wonderful globes, squeezing them together and then suddenly, plunging her thick tongue down Gribby's throat.
Heather," said Pepper, "get into the other room and bring in the other leather things, I bought you for presents," she sighed, knowing this would throw the little man into a sexual panic. Often she had threatened to whip him into submission, but she had always saved this wicked punishment for another time because, for the most part, her husband was as pathetically obedient as she needed, always humble before her and so anxious to please her.
Heatherton returned with the cat-o-nine-tails and the chains and the leather thongs.
"Oh, my God!" cried Wooly when she saw the whip.
"That looks very dangerous!"
"And it is!" said Pepper, now standing and taking the objects from Heatherton's outstretched hands.
"Have you ever whipped him?" Gribby wanted to know.
"No, but there's a first time for everything.. isn't there?" she said, turning to the cringing man, now back down on his knees behind Wooly, licking and chewing on her soft buttocks, his tongue lashing between her delicious, succulent globes while his one hand jerked off his thin, but very hard penis.
Heatherton blinked his eyes. Already, he could imagine the sting of the whip as he sucked and sucked, hoping all the attention he was giving to Wooly would, in some way, compensate him, and he wouldn't be whipped as hard as he knew Pepper intended to.
Pepper's eyes glowered over his bare buttocks and telling Wooly to get up and slip into the harness, she stepped around in back of Heatherton, standing so tall and majestic in her spike high heels.
"Oh, this is fun ... it's going to be great fun, I mean fucking a man up the ass!" cried Wooly, slipping the harness over her body and then tying the thongs around her silky naked thighs so the dildo would poke out straight from her bare crotch.
"It's just like a prick!" she exclaimed, jerking it with her hand and then feeling down to the base of the thick shaft to cup the rubber balls.
"I've secretly always wanted a prick, did you know that, mother?"
"You're not the only one, me, too!" replied Gribby, grinning and sitting up to watch the show, her one hand clutching her heavy breasts while the other dug between her parted thighs, caressing her pussy hair so black and shiny, then her fingers gliding into her saliva-wet cunt, all of her daughter's spit having collected on her wirey black hair and coating her bright reddish-purple pussy lips.
"Oh, this drink is just delicious!" said Wooly, now strapped into the harness, her naked breasts exposed as well and as inviting as her bare buttocks, the leather strap around her waist and down between her breasts creating a wonderfully sexy effect.
"Good!" said Pepper now, raising the cat and quickly bringing the flying tails down over Heatherton's naked back, the whip ends flailing his flesh as she made him count each blow, Pepper feeling acute pangs in her hot crotch with every blow of the cat, Heatherton now beginning to feel slight pains in his body as Pepper wielded the vicious looking whip, sometimes lashing his trembling buttocks as he flinched.
Taking one of the thin leather thongs, she dropped the whip momentarily and, down on her knees, her luscious breasts swaying and heaving all at once, she tied the thong around Heatherton's balls, drawing it tight before taking another thong and wrapping the leather around his stiff penis.
She handed the ends to Gribby who had slid down on the bed and now had her thighs wide apart right in front of Heatherton's face.
"Good!" said Gribby, and then she smiled at the frail man on his knees.
"How about sucking my pussy now, Heather!" she sighed, taking him by the hair and pulling his perspiring face close between her open hot thighs.
"Suck her good, too!" said Pepper, and then she turned to Gribby:
"While I whip him you pull on the thongs so he'll feel his prick and balls hurting. I think hell, like this combination," she grinned, tossing her long mane of strawberry blond hair back over her naked shoulders.
"Ohoooo, nooo, noooo, itssssss hurting me, ... hurting meeeee!" Heatherton was sobbing as Gribby pulled on the thongs and as Pepper began to flail the cat once again, cutting Heatherton's soft flesh, the wicked tips of the cat burning into his flesh, his buttocks aflame now his balls and prick aching from the pulling of the leather thongs now tighting even more as Gribby pulled on them, her other hand forcing his face deep between her hairy crotch.
Heatherton's tongue was slurping in and out of Gribby's vibrating pussy, her cunt hairs in his mouth as the whip rained blow after blow on his naked back and his shimmering buttocks, Pepper's sweat gathering in her armpits as she raised and lowered the vicious cat-o-nine-tails flagellating him and chastising his buttocks, flogging him with the knout as he whimpered and cried out for pity.
"Ohoooo, Pity me ... Pity me ... Oh, my wife ... my wife ... how can you ... how can you!" he was screaming, his voice high pitched and his throat gurgling, loud and soft moans escaping his lips and then wild maddening screams when Pepper would deliberately aim the stinging whip tips at his balls and his prick, still curiously erect.
"Okay, now Wooly," Pepper was saying, her breathing coming faster and faster now, her perspiration flowing and her cunt on fire, her hot pussy dribbling her sweet juices down her thighs. God, was she soaking wet in her cunt!
"... now, Wooly, get over here and stand behind him. I want to see you stick that dildo right up his ass with one movement. Don't be tender, if you know what's good for you!"
"You wouldn't whip me, would you?" Wooly asked, her eyes suddenly wide, her breasts heaving as she did as Pepper ordered.
"I just might!" Pepper replied.
"Better do as Pepper says, dear," said Wooly's mother, yanking and tugging on the leather thongs wrapped about Heatherton's prick and balls, "and besides, a little whipping never hurt anybody, right, Pepper?"
"So right! So right!" Pepper answered, spreading her legs apart as she towered over the trembling, cowering man who was her husband, Heatherton weeping real tears as suddenly he screamed at the top of his lungs when Wooly, the huge dildo strapped securely to her lovely naked body, stabbed it deep up Heatherton's ass hole, Heatherton cringing and almost crippled by the force of the dildo as it plunged into his quivering hole.
"Ohoooo, nooooo, don't ... DON'T ... don't ... ohoooo, nooooo ... I ... oh ... Oh ... UGGG!" he was squealing and screaming like a stuck pig as Wooly, taking a dynamic interest in her work, fucked and fucked the man up the ass. ... ," God ... Ohoooo, ohooooo ... yesssss!" Heatherton was whimpering, his tune having changed as Pepper whipped his back and his buttocks while Wooly fucked him, and most, or some of his moans were lost as Gribby pressed his sweating face deep between her legs as she pulled viciously on the thongs holding his prick and balls prisoner....
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
As the Grandfather's clock pealed off the midnight hour in Pepper Armstrong-Heatherton's apartment, the orgiastic scene was at its highest pitch!
The aphrodisiac had now taken completely over and its victims, Pepper, Wooly, her mother, and the servile Heatherton, himself, were in the positively acute throes of pain and pleasure of an eroticism and a depraved debauchery almost difficult to describe, much less make credible.
Heatherton was raving like a maniac as Pepper and Gribby lashed his naked body to Wooly's, face to face, their hot, perspiring bodies glued together, the thong around their necks causing their faces to touch; the thong around their ankles and around their thighs, completely binding them together.
Heatherton's prick was buried deep into Wooly's hungry, hairy cunt and her breasts were washed against his.
They were also strapped by the wrists and the ankles to the wide bed and it was impossible for them to escape as both Pepper and Wooly's mother thrashed them soundly, Pepper's cat whipping down and singing a song of extreme pain and torment, both Heatherton and Wooly trying frantically to turn the other over so neither would be victimized by the stinging whips.
Pepper was going out of her mind!
Her body was one mass of slippery, hot shining sweat, and her open cunt was dripping wet as she horsewhipped the two naked bodies, flogging Wooly's handsome buttocks and pommeling Heather's buttocks, both bodies twisting and turning, frantically their hips arched and fucking furiously as the whip and the thong rained vicious blow after blow on their tender outer thighs, down their naked legs, the soles of their bare feet.
The welts on Heatherton's buttocks were turning from a livid red to a deepening purple as Pepper, obscessed with her "strength and wildly excited by the cries for pity, the pleadings and the begging from Wooly to stop, caned and flagellated both Heatherton and the young honey-blonde girl until she was almost out of strength.
When she would slump to the floor, her tall frame quivering and her breasts trembling, Gribby would take over, scourging her daughter's neck and shoulders and then, finally, one thong binding them together at the waist slipped from all the excitement, Gribby let her whip fly frantically, almost fiendishly at the trapped couple.
"I cannnn! I qan't stand it ... Oh, God ... Ohoooo God, please. I beg you! I beg you!" Heatherton was screaming, his body flaming.
"Yessss ... please ... we've had enough ... Ohoooo, no, not again! Please ... please!" Wooly was crying and sobbing as the whip thumped and smacked their bottoms, Wooly trying in vain to slip her wrists and her ankles from the ever-tightenings bounds.
Gribby was huffing like a steam engine, her breasts flouncing and her cunt dripping, soaking wet, as she kept up the intense, acute punishment of both her young beautiful daughter and Pepper's husband.
When, at last Gribby, too, was exhausted and her breath coming faster and faster, Pepper stood up and untied their victims.
"I think they've had enough" she breathed to Gribby, lying back on the rug, her thighs parted and her cunt pulsating.
Gribby looked up at Pepper.
"Would you fuck me with the dildo?"
"Oh, God ... yes ... I'll fuck you ... I'll ravish your cunt, Gribby!" Pepper screamed and quickly climbed into the harness and in a trice had the dildo buried deep into Gribby's hungry cunt, Gribby wiggling and writhing on the rug, arching her hips, rotating and gyrating them as the huge dildo sank in and out, bombing her cunt, Pepper pumping like a mad woman, driving the dildo in furiously, lancing and spearing it in deeper with each violent thrust.
Wooly's whipping and flagellating her mother's luscious breasts was a sight to behold.
Pepper had quickly pulled out the prodding slippery dildo and sat down on the floor. Putting her back to Pepper, Gribby squatted over the upright dildo and then sat down hard on it, taking the full thick length of it into her cunt, riding up and down on it as her luscious daughter, still in acute pain from the terrible thrashing, took the cat-o-nine-tails and standing in front of her mother, aimed the wicked, pain-dealing thongs over her full ripe breasts, Gribby holding her breasts and feeling the whip thongs sting and beat against her breasts as Wooly struck with the instrument.
"Yesss ... ohoooo, the pain ... oh . the pain ... yessss ... darling ... yessss ... Ohooo!" she was moaning and groaning and fuming, saliva forming in the corners of her wide mouth as she humped up and down on the thicks hot dildo strapped to Pepper, her cunt swallowing the instrument, Gribby bouncing up and down in a madness that was enveloping her as her, own daughter slashed and flagellated her, lashing her nipples, chastising her heaving belly, whipping
"I can't bear it ... Oh, Oh ... I can't ... I can't ... yesss ... Oh, I'm going to piss ... I'm going to come....! Please, Oh, Pepper, take it out and whip my cunt ... oh, won't someone whip my breasts ... Oh, God ... I can't stand it ... Please ... please, Wooly!" Gribby was squealing, "Please Wooly, whip my tits ... WHIP THEM!" her face even as the tears of acute passion and exquisite ecstasy swept over her shivering body!
Following this, Heatherton, in severe pain, his legs and back and buttocks lacerated from the vicious cat-o-nine-tails, was forced to lick all three assholes and drink from their cunts. The poor, frail man was commanded to lick and suck on their wiggling toes and then dive his tongue into their burning hot cunts, swallowing and sucking up all their passionate, hot, creamy juices until they were completely satisfied and had thrilled to impossibly passionate orgasms, inexpressible cries coming from the female lips as they pummeled and struck him, spaning his hot buttocks, punching his balls and wringing his prick, Wooly threatening to pull it out of his body as the man sucked her mother's asshole.
As his tongue pierced and penetrated, Pepper got up on her knees and using the single black dildo, plunged it up his raw asshole and fucked him with a strength she had never used, Heatherton bleating like an animal...."Yesss ... more ... more ... Oh, my darling ... fuck my ass ... Yes ... tha's it, strike my prick ... oh God ... I'm coming ... I'm coming all over your hand ... Oh, It's fantastic ... it's FANTASTIC!"
When morning came, Heatherton lay awake still. He had been unable to catch a wink of sleep. The entire length of his body pained and ached. His prick was red-raw from the thong which had been tied to it, and his balls ached acutely.
He got out of his wife's bed and headed for the kitchen, peeking in the guest bedroom to see Wooly, and her naked mother in a wild, dabauched embrace, in the sixty-nine position, both sound sleep, the black dildo sticking out of Gribby's asshole while the extra dildo from the harness was plugged deep up Wooly's appetising behind.
In the kitchen, Heatherton made himself some coffee and sat down painfully on a chair and contemplated what had happened to him since he had married the passionate Pepper, the woman who he adored and really loved, even though the extreme pain she inflicted upon his body made him suffer for days, and this physical pain had little or nothing to do with the mental torture to which his wife subjected him.
Rinsing out his cup (God Help Him If He Didn't Do THIS!), he happened to glance out of the window of the kitchen across, to the opposite apartment!
As much as he wanted to hurry back into the bedroom, to hopefully get some sleep, the hot coffee having made him feel a bit better and the asprin he had swallowed not taking effect, he wasn't able to resist staring at the scene in the large picture window.
A naked man, his prick even longer than either dildo that had fucked him up his ass, was standing and gazing absently into the window from which Heatherton was looking out.
On a wide bed, which Heatherton could easily see in the dim light of the morning, lay two young girls, neither of whom could have been more than ten years old.
They were stark naked and lay on their bellies, their legs wide apart and their young pussies visible.
Heatherton felt a strong surging in his aching balls and then a distinct throbbing in his anguished prick as he stared .
The tall naked man waved and Heatherton found himself waving back. The man's motion indicated that Heatherton should look (or was it come over?) at the scene on the bed.
Then, the man turned, and Heatherton saw his lips move, as if so say something to the two young little naked girls with such luscious nude bottoms lying across the bed, rather than in the normal way.
Both girls stirred and then one sat up. She was strikingly lovely, Heatherton thought. Her short dark crisp hair hung sleepily over her eyes. She brushed her hair back and smiled over at Heatherton. The second girl did exactly the same when the tall man with the throbbing hot and very long cock, awakened her with his voice.
* * *
Had Armstrong-Heatherton been a lip reader he might have 'heard' the conversation taking place across the alley-way from his apartment as he watched the two smiling young girls sit up, the smaller of the two reaching for the tall man's long prick, her fingers curling around its thick shaft affectionately, her other hand cupping the man's hanging balls.
Heatherton felt a thousand thrills blast through his body as the other girl, smiling across at him, began to stroke the naked man's buttocks, the palm of her hand caressing and petting his ass globes.
"Do you know the skinny man, Daddy?"
"No, I don't," answered the tall naked man, rotating his hips lasciviously a she felt his younger daughter's finger roaming between his buttocks.
"But I'll guess your mother knows who he is! She's always looking out windows, isn't she?" he laughed, and Heatherton saw both girls, their tiny breasts quivering, begin to giggle and smile broadly.
"Shouldn't we get to know him, I think we should," said the oldest of the two naked darlings, "all we have to do is open the window and call out!"
"Don't be stupid, Libby!" the man said, and turned, now his back toward the window, fully conscious of Heatherton's puffy eyes regarding the sexy scene.
"Well, now can we get to know him, Daddy. I like his little prick. It's just like Johnny's, isn't it, Clare?" the girl asked her sister, who was now leaning forward and kissing and licking the tip of her father's hardening cock, her hand cupping his heavy balls and her eyes smiling secretly across the alley-way at the naked man who was now holding his own prick and jerking it slowly.
"I have an idea!" the father said, and tearing himself away from his naked daughters, went to a desk in a corner of the room.
He returned with a piece of paper and a drawing pen.
He scribbled his phone number on the piece of paper and then held it up in front of the picture window as both young girls once again began petting his naked body, the younger blowing hot air on the tip of his bulbous prick while her hand slid up and down the thickening shaft, her eyes constantly smiling across the alley-way at Heatherton, whose thin little prick was now vibrating.
Heatherton grasped the message immediately and smiling a very weak smile, quickly went into the other room and dialed the number he had read on the piece of paper the man had held up for him to read.
"Hello?"
"Hello!"
"You wanted me to call you?" Heatherton asked over the telephone.
"Why, yes. I did. Rather my kids wanted you to call us," a male voice replied and it wasn't at all difficult for Heatherton to visualize the naked man sitting at the phone.
"Would you like to know us?" the man asked.
"Yes ... Yess ... I would," Heatherton stammered, "but there are Borne (cough-cough) complications!"
"Such as what?" the male voice inquired.
"Well," Heatherton paused, trying to find the right words...."I'm not alone here ... I have a...."
Then Heatherton heard a young female child's voice in the background. It said: "Ask him to come over, Daddy. Give him the apartment number."
Heatherton had to smile to himself and, as the conversation continued, he was totally unaware of the presence of his wife, Pepper standing in the entrance of the kitchen.
"Okay, okay," Heatherton said ... "In about ten minutes," he added, scribbling down the address of the strange naked man and his two young sexy naked daughters.
"SO! who's that you're talking to?" asked Pepper, her hands on his naked hips, her body firm and proud and already stimulated from the little sleep she had.
Heatherton slammed the receiver down in its cradle.
"Just a friend!"
"You have no friends except me".
"But maybe I have another!" he said, and he suddenly felt quite different, less servile, less cringing.
"You're not going to tell me?" Pepper demanded, slapping him hard across the face.
"Maybe I don't want to!" Heatherton answered, feeling a different, a new kind of strength!
"Well ... oh, well, if that's the case, then go fuck yourself," his wife said, spinning on her naked heel and returning to her bedroom where she flopped her tall nude body onto the bed.
Heatherton had to grin! This was the first time he had ever crossed his wife and the sensations were wild! He wondered what the results would be? But didn't he have any initiative at all? Of course, he did, he did, said to himself.
Had Pepper Armstrong-Heatherton been watching, she could have seen it all; but she was deep in a foggy sleep. The last thoughts she remembered were that possibly, her weak husband was escaping her clutches, and that was all! She turned over on her bare belly and passed out, as he dressed his pain-wracked body and prepared to leave the apartment ... if only for a brief excursion ... because he well knew he couldn't ever give up his wife, never stop shuddering at her commands, never stop kissing her feet, her asshole or licking up her hot urine after she pissed.
Heatherton was totally enslaved to his wife, but he also knew he had the courage to escape from her sadistic clutches ... if he really wanted to ... and the memory of the naked man and his handsome thick fat prick ... and the memory of his 'daughters' playing with his heavy balls and his thighs, aroused him to a pitch of excitement that drove him wild with desire!
God! he thought to himself, if I could get hold of that prick and suck it, take it down my throat and feel it throbbing in my mouth, I'd give half my wealth!
This was the thinking that drove him out of the apartment, down the descending elevator and around the block to the apartment house number the naked man had given him over the telephone.
He found the apartment with ease. the aphrodisiac having taken complete control of her consciousness.
In the guest room, Wooly lay still and sleepy tired, her face buried in her mother's hairy crotch, her mother breathing deeply and sound asleep, even though the warm breath from her daughter's lovely mouth was heating up her pussy.
"Don't talk!" said the father, a small smile in the corners of his mouth as he admitted the slight Heatherton into his apartment.
"Not a word!" said the youngest child, quickly kneeling and opening Heatherton's fly, her eager fingers reaching inside his pants to curl lovingly around his limp prick, her finger nails scratching his inner thighs and then her palms cupping his balls.
Both little girls were totally naked, as Heatherton had remembered seeing them, and they smelled very good to him as he looked down at the second girl who was sucking her father's balls, her tongue whipping and lashing, her tongue swirling and sucking and kissing his balls while she played with her father's hairy asshole.
"No, don't say a word!" uttered the young child again, just before she took Heatherton's limp prick inside her warm mouth, her tongue teasing it until it began to grow hard in her mouth, Heatherton feeling her hot saliva as it coated his stiffening prick.
Heatherton nodded silently and followed the man.
Heatherton felt absolutely dreamy as he found himself sitting on the edge of a wide bed, felt his shoes being taken off and then a wet tongue licking his bare toes.
Then he felt another tongue licking up his pant legs and then his pants suddenly falling down and then his shirt coming off and finally, feeling fresh air on his naked body.
He felt himself being lowered to the bed and then the next thing he knew there was a huge cock poised at his lips. He opened his lips and the tip of the huge cock began to penetrate into his open mouth.
Then he felt the warmth of two young breasts rubbing over his warm belly, and he could feel the pert, erect nipples at the same time he felt another tongue licking the back of his knees.
Heatherton sighed and then flinched when he felt a prick-like object jab up into his asshole. He opened and closed his eyes when the prick in his mouth began to swell up and grow hotter and hotter, the leaking fluid from the prick in his mouth tasting very delicious as he began to suck on the throbbing shaft, feeling the heavy balls slap against his chin.
All was silence!
Then, Heatherton felt rain!
It was raining and he couldn't open his eyes. The pain in his bowels was exquisite and the acute torment was driving him crazy. He didn't know what to do!
All he could see were heavely, pendulous breasts! Large rosy nipples ... Hairy cunts and pretty toes and he could smell piss. It was all over the place. He could feel two pricks driving relentlessly in and out of his asshole.
Heatherton was swooning from the intense excitement and when he felt himself strangling to death, he awakened!
As Heatherton surfaced into reality, the first thing he realized was that he was in the bathtub. His body was covered with a warm, smelly liquid which he could also taste.
He opened his eyes slowly!
He suddenly realized his body was trussed up like a Thanksgiving Turkey, leather thongs binding his ankles and his wrists, one thong tied around his neck. He tried to glance down to see where he was, and, as he did this, his fluttering eyes caught a glimpse of Wooly, then another, of Wooly's mother, Gribby.
Then he turned his head, with a great deal of painful effort and saw his naked, beautiful wife, her hair flowing softly over her shoulders.
"You've been asleep, my dear," Pepper sighed and led Wooly and Gribby out of the bathroom, leaving her husband to soak in a tub full of hot urine....
Later, Heatherton could not at all believe that his experience with the people across the alley-way had been anything but a dream....breasts! Large rosy nipples ... Hairy cunts and pretty toes and he could smell piss. It was all over the place. He could feel two pricks driving relentlessly in and out of his asshole.
Heatherton was swooning from the intense excitement and when he felt himself strangling to death, he awakened!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
As the weeks rolled by pleasantly, Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton and his tall, sexy Amazon wife, Pepper, grew more and more close.
Pepper would let him sit quietly in the fitting room of the most lavish of her Tall Girl Shoppes and drink in, to his heart's content, the fantastically depraved scenes in which his wife was now indulging daily.
Heatherton, dressed as an attending seamstress, would sit and stare, open mouthed, as his wife would strip her client-victims, pretending to be oh-so-casual about her seductions, touching breasts, feeling slits, and stroking the tall girl's luscious naked buttocks either through their nylon panties or, after having asked the girls to remove them, caressing and kneading their bottoms, suggesting that they should lose a bit of weight.
Then, there were the moments for which Heatherton found himself hungering, those precious moments when he would be left alone in the dressing room with a tall, gloriously beautiful naked woman, and the age didn't matter at all, Heatherton being able to look, to sit and under his skirt, fondle and play with his erect cock, the client completely unconscious of what was actually going on.
Oh, those sessions in the dressing room when the client would be numbed with Pepper's favorite aphrodisaic and the tall slim beauty would be lying down on the fashionable couch, half unconscious, waiting for Pepper to return, Heatherton able to touch and kiss the naked beauties, even lick their toes and several times, poke his thin prick into their open mouths while they slept.
Then, there were other moments-when a client suddenly realized what had happened to her in the 'dressing room' and would return, hungry for more, spending her money as though it were water, realizing who the pretty 'seamstress' really was and begging for Heatherton's tongue and his fingers in their pussies, Heatherton's body quivering with passion as he'd lay on the rich rug on the floor and permit (permit?) these women to squat over his face, their cunts dripping their wild savory juices as he would tongue them into one orgasm after another.
Ohoooo, the wild after 'shop-closing' parties when Johnson, the warehouseman, would come in and plug his thick black steaming hot cock deep up Heatherton's ass while several clients looked on, each female masturbating herself while Pepper, on her knees, would crawl in front
"Darling!"
Heatherton stirred in his sleep. He was conscious of a mouth on his prick, a tongue licking and gliding up and down his slipery thin shaft, then nipping on his tight balls, then he felt a finger piercing his asshole, stabbing in, spearing in deeper and deeper.
"Darling!"
Heatherton was conscious of his tongue being sucked, his lips being chewed on, and his toes wriggling and his asshole farting as fingers, by of one or the other, tonguing and licking and sucking up their creamy syrup, running her fingers in and out of their cunts and assholes, making 'Heather' suck her fingers clean....
Ohooo, the mad afternoons when Heatherton would be drugged and, in the rear room of the Emporioum, would be forced to submit to any whim of Pepper's, whims which increased in deviltry each and every time, Heatherton in throes of ecstatic pain as he could be tied up and whipped and spit upon and the even pissed on and finally made to lick toes until he was blind with passion.
Ohoooo, yesss, those early mornings when poor Heather had been tied up all night long, unable to release 'herself from 'her' bonds, unable to cry out because of the panty-gags, unable to release herself from the nylon stockings that tied 'her' ankles, her wrists....
Heatherton lived in a fantastic world!
And he was the complete, the total slave! the dozens, swept in and out, prying his asshole wide open. "Darling!"
Heatherton remembered the secret party!
Every tall woman present was wearing a leather harness similar to the one his wife, Pepper, had bought some time ago.
The artificial dildoes were more than manmade; they were constructed by the Gods of Sex, thick and hot from the liquid circulating in the rounded shafts, vibrating from the electrical charges shot into each fat dildo, these instruments entering and leaving his ass with a regularity he couldn't understand.
"Darling!"
"Darling!"
Heatherton in a stupor or sex crazed madness! Heatherton crawling down the daylit streets, his ass exposed, his balls and his tiny thin erect prick throbbing as the leather thongs gripped it unmercifully; his head hung low, his mouth dribbling saliva as he carried the weight of his wife's tall, massive body, as Pepper straddled him, her thighs gripping his rib cage, her finger up his ass as she prodded him along.
"Darling!"
Heatherton in the bathtub, drowning in hot female piss. Heatherton trying to surface to breathe, knowing he was going to have a dildoebaby from having been fucked up the ass a score of times, his asshole raw and bleeding, his little thin cock on fire as young girls sucked on it while their father plummeted their stiff, vibrating cocks deep in and out of Heatherton's bleeding asshole. "Darling!"
Heatherton, on a bus! Heatherton on a bicycle! Heatherton having fallen asleep in a taxi, the taxi driver trying to awaken the thin, meek, cowering man by fingering his asshole.
"Darling!"
Heatherton falling in a bomb from an airplane. Heatherton dying while he was being fucked up the ass by black, thick hot cocks, spewing gallons of hot come out of 15-inch long pricks, Heatherton being forced to clean up these pricks and wanting to feel his mouth flooded with hot sticky come.
"Darling!"
The nightmare and the daymare! Anthony Armstrong-Heatherton!!
