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Authors name: Caesar (caesar69@my-dejanews.com)
Story Title : A Way of Life
PPart 1 of 5
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What happens to three friends when a dominant moves
into their neighborhood. From the ladies point of
view.
"A habit depraved and unsavory
Held the bishop of Bingham in slavery
Midst screeches and howls
He deflowered young owls
Which he kept in an underground aviary."
-author unknown
Chapter 1
[Sunday, April 2, 0805]
"Do you have anything to declare Sir?" The burly
man in the off-white shirt and gray slacks asked.
"No, nothing." Looking down at the small woman
standing next to his shoulder, "Do you have
anything dear?" She nodded no, her eyes saying
"of course not" to the official behind the
counter. "If you want to check, " the dark haired
man lifted his suit bag up onto the counter.
"That should not be necessary. What is your
business in Canada?"
Without hesitation, "Pleasure, and perhaps some
business." The customs official held out his hand
to the tall man and woman, collecting passports
and stamping them with the appropriate seals.
Handing them back, "Have a wonderful stay Sir."
"Thank you." The tall, wide shouldered man,
lifted his bag then walked on through the glass
enclosed hallways into the interior of the
airport, the tiny pretty woman following silently.
[Sunday, April 2, 0831]
A beefy hand squeezed one of her breasts, Loni
grimaced then opened her eyes. "Morning", she
mumbling still half asleep. The hand again
squeezed, this time harder. "Please honey, let me
wake up first?"
A scratchy two day-old beard shoved itself between
her shoulder and neck, before lips began to suckle
her sensitive soft skin. With the playful rough
nips on her neck, "...before the kids wake up",
was all that Loni understood. Though the words
were redundant, since it was obvious what her
husband wanted. A fumbling hand found its way
between her soft thighs and pried her legs apart,
before the same hand shoved itself up onto her
panty covered sex mound, her nightie having road
up during the night.
Out beyond the closed door of their bedroom, the
sound of her kids beginning to wake startled her,
"Please the kids!?" Yet he didn't stop, in fact
his answer was to shove his forefinger up into her
dry vagina.
With his finger still inside her, he rolled her
onto her side, away from him. Wiggling up behind
her he shoved his hardened pecker at her backside,
the blunt point coming into contact with her
invaded sex. Her vagina was barely left alone for
a split second before the hard cock replaced the
smaller digit.
Loni lifted her knees to give her husband better
access, while also reliving some of the pain from
her involuntary violation. As usual her husband
began a jack-hammering effect against, and inside,
her body. To silence her impending pain-filled
sounds, Loni bit into the fluffy pillow case she
lay upon.
Two fingers roughly pinched her nipples through
the thin night gown. Again and again, her body
was shoved forward and her pain never ending. She
had thought her husband would become complacent
and gentle with her after the marriage, since he
was such a good "catch". If anything he became
less caring of her feelings, and demanded his
satisfaction upon command.
The only indication that he had finished was the
flood of warmth covering much of her already cock
filled vagina, the liquid even lubricated her,
allowing a less-painful entrance. A few moments
later he rolled off the bed and exited the
bedroom, leaving his wife as he had last placed
her. Resolved to her fate, Loni sat up and slowly
relaxed her body and mind, looking out the window
of her room to a bright spring day.
Across the street, Harold was shoveling the
evaporating snow into the road to decrease the
time it took to defrost. Loni wished she could
have met such a nice man as her neighbors husband,
always kind, gentle, and soft-spoken.
"Mom!! What's for breakfast?"
[Sunday, April 2, 0922]
The harsh sound of the shovel on snow echoed about
the bathroom, and disturbed Melony's harmony. She
lay, naked, in her huge bathtub with bubbles
surrounding her. Harold, her husband had put this
large antique in the master bedroom's bathroom
just for her. Several times per week, she would
escape into this room, lock the door and ignore
everything around her for almost an hour.
This Sunday was no different, "Damn you, be
quiet!" She thought out loud, since none could
hear her it made little difference. Her long red
hair draped over her shoulders to hide her bobbing
breasts, the little that was uncovered with
bubbles, and made her look angelic. Though this
position was simply the most comfortable, she
cared little how she looked, just how she felt was
important.
Lazily, a long smooth wet leg lifted from the
filled tube to point straight up to allow Melony
to gaze in self adoration and appreciation at her
best asset. Lifting a wet hand, she enjoyed the
feel of her smooth skin, from her ankle to just
below the knee. Not for the first time, she
wondered what others thought of her legs, the part
of her body she was most proud off. She
remembered a time, not long ago, that she had
allowed the paperboy to gaze unhindered at her
uncovered legs as she pretended to get change for
the bill. Her mind imagined that she had invited
the handsome young man into her house on the
intention of finding the proper change. Yet, she
also imagined his strong young hands upon her rear
thigh.
In her mind the paperboy spoke hoarsely into her
ear, "You have beautiful legs Mrs. Griffith!" The
young man idolized her legs and dropped to his
knees to kiss and fondle them with closer
proximity. She allowed his hand to reach up under
her robe to grasp her naked crotch.
Melony lay further back in her tub, one leg draped
over the lip of the tub, while the other was
straight up in the air. She had her eyes, and
mind, closed to her surroundings as she lost
herself in her fantasy. One of her hands
continuously stroked and fondled her raised leg,
while the other was beneath the water stimulating
her sex. A low moaning accompanied the sound of
the water as it lapped the sides of the tub from
her regular arm and hip movements.
In her fantasy, the paperboy knelt above her, his
rock-hard cock deep inside her, while he held her
legs next to his face and licked her ankles. She
could feel the depth that his cock penetrated and
the impending orgasm that was soon approaching.
A movement across the hallway caught her eye and
she saw her husband looking sheepishly down at his
wife and the paperboy rutting on the carpet like
animals. She spoke between the slap of the two
bodies, "You could...not fuck me...properly, so
you have to watch...now. Fuck ...me!"
The orgasm started deep inside her, just inches
from the intruding fingers inside her vagina, then
began to spread rapidly out to every curve and
corner of her body. Melony spilled the water over
the edge of the tub as she shivered in exquisite
delight.
Outside the continuous sound of her husbands
shovel.
[Sunday, April 2, 1315]
Deb felt the arms encircle her waist and lips kiss
gently upon her neck. "Hi babe." She spoke,
closing her eyes, enjoying the closeness of her
husband. She could feel the demanding hardness
against her buttock, and the heat of the breath on
her skin. The dishes could wait as she turned
about in his arms.
The attractive blonde rose upon her toes to meet
the lips of her husband, while his hands grasped
her round buttocks to hold her against him. Deb
felt the desire in the kiss and was thankful they
were finally alone, the kids having left to their
friends house not a half hour ago. "Come on
babe." She wiggled out of his grasp and even
while he groaned grasped his hand and began to
pull him into their bedroom.
Like teenagers they ran to their room and closed
the door, without hesitation but with excitement
they pulled the clothes off their bodies. Just as
her husband was again reaching for her, Deb
giggled and dropped to her knees before him.
Barely a second passed before she had the familiar
cock deep into her mouth, enjoying and savoring
the taste. Hungrily she began to bounce her head
up and down upon the shaft, her tongue swirling
about the head before plunging back down, just as
her husband enjoyed it. The proof of his
enjoyment was evident when he grabbed her head in
his large hands and began to pump his hips in time
with her fornicating face.
Deb enjoyed exciting her husband, it caused her
own body to shiver in lust as she looked up from
her sucking to see the pleasure written plainly
upon his face. Her hand reached down between her
thighs to begin to slide a single finger along the
length of her excited slit. The juices soon
coating her fingers and even the inside of her
thighs, and knew the scent was reaching her
husband as he was inhaling the fragrance of his
wife's pleasure. She would have continued this
until her husband spent, yet he was the one that
stopped the encounter.
Following his gentle unspoken instructions she
crawled up onto the bed and knelt as she knew he
enjoyed, with her arse raised up and her face and
shoulders into the mattress. Deb spread her knees
enough for him to stand behind her on the floor
and gain easy entrance to her sex. Her breathing
became labored as she waited, enjoying this moment
as she knew her hubby was slowly stroking his
saliva covered cock while enjoying the sight of
his wife's raised buttocks and obviously excited
vagina. Deb reached around behind her and pulled
her butt cheeks apart, giving him even a better
view.
Normally, her husband was a gentle and
compassionate lover, yet he was impassioned with
desire for his wife and she gasped as his tongue
slide deeply into her wet sex. As if it was a
small cock, the hardened tongue moved back and
forth inside her while the face continuously
slapped her buttocks and rear thighs deliciously.
This didn't go on for long before the man rapidly
stood and sunk his cock into his wife's ready and
wet sex with just a simply smooth glide. Deb
squealed in delight as her husband began to plow
deep inside her filling her wet hole before
disengaging. Again, and again, he did this. His
fingers dug into her hips and the sloppy sounds of
their pleasure was loud.
In the climatic moment, both adults orgasmed
deliciously, the fluids flooding the other. They
fell upon the bed, even while the man continued to
empty his sperm deep inside his wife. His arms
again encircled her and they cuddled for almost an
hour, whispering and kissing lovingly.
Continued in part 2...
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