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Southern Exposure: The Woman - 4
by C. C. Ridley (auto480642@hushmail.com)
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Our older woman continues her quest for sexual
pleasure. She may have reached the end, though, as she
becomes involved in sexual slavery. She is still loving
every minute of it. (MMF, v, bd, exh, mast, oral, anal,
mc, orgy, beast)
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CHAPTER 4: Life for Lust
Autumn had come to New York City. As work weeks came to
an end, Friday nights began wonderful weekends of
sexual encounters between the woman, her husband and
Ken. Sometimes, Ronnie the dog was a party to the
adventures. The three or should one say the four of
them explored their sexual appetites to the maximum.
The experiments, that would lead to regular Friday fuck
nights for the three of them, started slowly. On the
first Friday that Ken had been invited for dinner, the
woman and her husband agreed to a kind of ice-breaker.
He let her fuck Ken privately in their bedroom while he
sat patiently outside the door with the dog. Frequently
placing his ear against the door, her husband waited
until the passionate lovers had settled down. He and
the dog then boldly entered to find the woman stretched
luxuriously on the bed, her pussy wet and dripping with
Ken's fresh load of cum.
She looked up and called the dog over. As the two men
watched, she had him eat her out. The woman moved her
body erotically to the rhythm of the dog's snout
lapping his master's creamy fluid and the woman's pussy
juices. She almost reached orgasm again, when she
suddenly pulled away and told her husband to quickly
enter her and finish the job the dog had started. He
pulled his pants down and with no hesitation entered
her with his raging cock.
In a moment, they came in unison. Ken was so turned on
by this display, that he could not resist pulling the
woman away from her husband and rolling her on to some
pillows so that her sweet little asshole poked straight
in the air. For the second time that night, he
penetrated her. This time it was her sweet, almost
virgin, little rectum that faced his large hard-on.
Entry was easy with all the wetness from the two loads
of cum and the dog's salvia lubricating the path.
Again, the woman and this time, Ken, exploded in a
mutual orgasm. All three were fully spent. Each man
rolled to his side of the bed. The woman lay in the
middle holding her two favorite cocks, one in each
hand, as they all fell asleep.
Sometimes, they would meet at Ken's much more luxurious
house. The woman would arrive early. The men would come
later searching to find her in one of the many
bedrooms. One week, they found her bent over the arm of
a large leather couch, her beautiful ass staring them
in the face as they entered the room. She commanded
them to eat her ass out completely. They both attacked
her sweet little asshole with their tongues.
Sometimes, they took turns licking and exploring as she
rocked with pure pleasure. Other times, they worked
together. A few times, their tongues touched, but this
did not dissuade them from continuing with their deep
ass licking. When they were all out of control with
excitement, she commanded her husband to enter first.
Ken was disappointed. Like a hungry child, he wanted to
be first. She told him to be patient and explained that
with his much bigger cock she needed her husband's to
prepare the way. Hearing this, made him feel better
about "sloppy seconds".
"Such silly little boys," she thought. Each man
achieved a powerful orgasm and the woman multiple ones.
After the men finished, they stood back with their soft
cocks dangling between their legs and watched the two
loads of hot cum drip slowly out of her beautiful
swollen hole. They marveled at their good fortune to
have such a beautiful woman to fuck and share and such
a comfortable relationship with each other.
As time past, creativity became an important part of
their sex play. One game that the woman particularly
enjoyed, involved having the two men seated on chairs
next to each other totally naked and facing her. The
rules were simple. She would enter the room and slowly
undress and masturbate, almost reaching an orgasm. The
men could under no circumstances touch her or
themselves during this foreplay. The first one to have
the hardest erection (not largest, because Ken would
always win) and largest amount of precum released from
the head of his cock got to fuck her. The other one had
to wait and then masturbate in front of the other two.
From time to time during her performance, she would
walk over to the men and gently brush their cocks with
her hand, testing for firmness and caressing the heads
with the tips of her fingers checking for wetness. This
went on until she had made a final decision by taking
the winning cock into her hands and then drawing it
deeply into her swollen pussy.
Perhaps the most exciting game occurred several weeks
later, after all three had been sitting in Ken's hot
tub. The woman had been playing with both her lovers'
cocks while each man kissed and sucked one of her
hardened nipples. She dipped under the bubbling water
and moved from one cock to the other, slipping them in
and out of her mouth. She would periodically touch the
heads to each other and then take them both into her
mouth at the same time. She knew that Ken and her
husband were enjoying it.
Every time she drew the tips together, she could feel
the men stiffen even more. This reaction gave her a
very sexy idea. The woman told her husband to sit on
the edge of the tub. Turning to face Ken, she carefully
spread her beautiful brown cheeks and slipped her
husband's penis deeply into her rectum. Laying back
against him, she told Ken to enter her swollen pussy.
She grabbed his cock and guided him in until she felt
his chest resting against her hard nipples. The men
moved together feeling each others erection separated
only by the thin tissue of the woman's ass. This was
her first d.p. She had never felt so full and
possessed. It reminded her of the way she was fucked on
a Mexican beach earlier last year.
The monstrous cock of her younger artist friend filled
her in much the same way, although there was only one
of him. However, the fact that she was being fucked and
shared by her two favorite cocks added even more to the
sense of intimacy. Her sudden and powerful orgasm made
that point very clear to the men. She almost passed out
in pleasure. Fortunately, she didn't, otherwise, she
would have missed the most wonderful feeling she ever
experienced.
Her moans and the sexual contractions of her ass and
pussy, brought the men to simultaneous orgasms. For the
very first time, Ken and her husband felt each other's
penis enlarge and pump hot cum into her two hungry
openings. She felt this, too. Even though she was
partially submerged in a bubbling hot tub, she could
clearly feel the hot jizz rising up both her openings,
one to her womb and the other up her rectum. It felt
like rivers of fire racing up within her. Her body
shook and quivered with the thought of both her men's
cum filling her so completely.
This sixty year old woman was more sexually satisfied
than she had ever been before. Her beautiful round
brown body seemed to respond by developing an almost
imperceptible sexual aura. She literally glowed with an
emanation that turned men's heads as she walked down
the street. She saw with her own eyes, young men turn
to watch her, even if they were accompanied by their
own beautiful twenty year old women.
One day in early fall, the woman was outside preparing
her garden for its long winter rest when she heard the
phone ringing. The woman ran inside to answer it. With
Caller I.D., she had no need to pick it up and talk to
strangers, but this time she did. She was driven by
some strange curiosity to answer this call. "Hello,"
she said into the mouthpiece. The strong male voice on
the other end began, "You don't know me, but I know
every inch of your beautiful brown body. Don't hang up
or you'll be very sorry. I know the contours of your
breasts, the shapes of your nipples and the beautiful
fullness of your pussy with its thick wild hair." She
gasped.
Scared and excited at the same, she started thinking
about who it could be? "Are you the artist that drew
the nudes of me a few years, ago? she asked, hoping it
was and not some voyeur who had been peeking in her
windows.
"No, I'm not, but I do possess the two magnificent
nudes that you posed for. I bought them a few years,
ago. They have hung in my library where they've been
admired by my many friends and myself. It's taken this
long for me to track you down. The artist was, at
first, reluctant to give me your personal information,
but over time I managed to corrupt him and make him
reveal the information." He paused waiting for her
response. His voice seemed slightly ominous. She could
not hang up nor could she respond. He continued, "Cat's
got your tongue? No matter, soon we shall meet."
He went on in a mesmerizing tone to tell her what he
wanted. He told her where and when and exactly what to
wear. Nothing vulgar was requested, but the elaborate
details of what types of clothing and undergarments to
wear as well as her physical preparation was unnerving.
She felt totally within his control.
That night as she lay in bed with her husband, she
revealed the unsettling conversation. He was concerned,
but felt that she should do what she instinctively knew
was right for her. She decided to explore her
curiosity, besides she was really given no choice, but
to obey. Afterwards, they fucked like animals.
The morning of the rendezvous arrived. The woman and
her husband had made elaborate plans that involved him
following her at a safe distance to insure her safety
throughout the adventure. She put on fresh, plain,
white, cotton underpants, no bra and no perfume as
instructed by the voice. She had trimmed her pussy hair
to duplicate as best she could remember her contours
when she was drawn by the artist. A few years had past,
so her body had changed a bit. Her pussy had slight
wisps of gray mixed in with the rich brown hair. If
anything, she thought it improved her looks. She wore a
simple white shift and flat black shoes. She looked
fresh and almost virginal.
Rather than taking the train to the Hamptons as
directed, her husband drove her to within a few blocks
of the meeting place. She walked the rest of the way.
She was met by a black limo and driven to a beautiful
huge mansion on the water. Her husband tried to follow
in his car, but lost track of her only minutes from her
destination. Frantically, he circled and drove up and
down the estate- lined streets searching for some clue
to her whereabouts, but for now, she was on her own.
Four stress filled hours passed and then, as if by a
miracle, he came across the limo parked in plain sight
in front of a large imposing mansion. How could he have
missed this during his desperate search? He parked and
found that the gate was open. Entering, he walked up
the long path to the front door. Gentle pushing caused
it to open . He boldly entered and quietly looked
around searching for his wife. It seemed that there was
no one around. As he moved forward, he heard sounds
coming from a room to his left. Carefully opening the
door, he was confronted by an unbelievable sight.
The room was large, well lighted, with a high ceiling.
Thick carpet covered the floor. The walls were covered
with dark brown wood paneling. There were many doors
leading into the room. On the wall directly across from
the husband, two pictures were prominently hung and
carefully illuminated. The husband immediately
recognized them as the ones done by the artist when
they were out west. He had never seen them, but there
was no mistaking that the model was his wife. Their
electrifying sexuality caught his eye and his cock. He
could feel what had gone on between the artist and his
model. They were sensual masterpieces.
His eyes dropped down to the far left corner of the
room. A tall robed and hooded figure was staring at
him. Next to him, stood a naked woman bound with white
silk cords and bent at the waist. The cords were
loosely tied to her hands and then loosely bound to her
ankles to maintain this position. He could only see her
buttocks pointing straight in the air. From the shape
of the woman's beautiful ass and the soft brown down
covering it, he knew it was his wife. Frozen in his
steps, he stared. Her sweet little rectum was now
swollen to huge proportions. Thin brown lines of shit
streaked down her legs. Her head almost touched her
knees.
"What took you so long to find us, fool! And don't
worry, she's fine," said the hooded figure, firmly.
"Ask her yourself," he commanded. Her husband found his
voice and she replied in an almost dream- like tone
that she felt wonderful. The hooded man continued, "I
am her master. I have taken certain liberties with her
and will continue to do so in the future. You may join
with us or simply leave. She is mine now."
Her husband did not move. It was as if he was in a
trance. The master's voice seemed to explain everything
he saw. Taking his cue from the husband's body
language, the man in the hood ordered him to strip and
come towards him. The husband did as he was told. As he
moved through the room, his penis hardened and stood
erect before the master.
"Good, you have come to participate," the master said
in a less ominous voice. He told her husband to fuck
the swollen ass of his slave. As he entered his penis
slipped out of the gaping wet hole. "This won't do at
all," the hooded man said. He turned and commanded
another slave to enter from one of the many doors. A
beautiful young naked Asian woman with short straight
black hair covering her pussy entered the room.
The master commanded her to grab the husband's erection
in her delicate right hand and fully insert both into
the woman's anus. Moans of pleasure came from the man's
wife as she was fisted by the young Asian woman and her
husband's throbbing cock. As she gently swayed against
the enormous bolus of hand and cock moving inside her,
she and her husband came together.
The young woman pumped her hand against his cock until
every last drop of cum had been extracted from his
balls. She then withdrew her fist releasing his cock
and watching it fall and hang flaccidly against his
scrotum. With an air of total detachment, she wiped her
hand languidly across her own flat white stomach,
smearing the fresh cum and feces across herself.
The husband recovered his senses slowly. He had never
experienced an orgasm like that before. Standing before
the master, her husband realized what power the master
had. Obeying was the only option. The master told him
to dress and go home. His wife would be returned when
he was finished with her. Without any attempt to clean
himself, her husband followed the instructions and
left.
The master ordered the woman to untie herself and
stand. A mixture of old and fresh cum poured out of her
ass and down her legs. The Asian slave was ordered to
bring fresh towels and warm water. She returned and
carefully washed the woman clean.
"You will go home, now, but you will return next week
at the same time. I have some very important
instructions, so listen carefully," the master said. He
then told the woman the new rules. There was to be no
more fucking of her ass or pussy without his
permission. They belonged to him. To satisfy her other
sexual partners, she was only permitted to give blow
jobs. She could be eaten, but under no circumstances
were her two beautiful holes to be violated. Then he
bent her at the waist and quickly inserted a large alum
suppository into her sore rectum. She screamed in pain.
He held her ass cheeks firmly together so the
suppository would not slip out.
After a few moments, the pain subsided and he let her
stand again. He explained that the alum would help her
anus return to its normal size more quickly. Handing
her a supply of them, he told her that her husband
should insert one twice a day until her ass returned to
its tiny pink self. That was the closest anyone could
get to penetrating her.
The last instruction he gave her was to be performed by
her husband on the morning of her visit. He was to give
her a warm water enema, making sure he emptied her
entire lower bowel completely. He wanted no more messes
like he had today. Great trouble would befall her and
her husband if she returned without her sweet little
anus restored to perfection and her bowel totally
cleaned out.
The Asian helped her dress and returned her to the limo
for the ride back home. Before she left, the car door
was opened by a handsome man with steel gray hair
dressed in tight jeans and a cowboy shirt. He did not
introduce himself, but she knew who he was. He smiled
pleasantly and said, "Next week, ten of my closest
friends will be here. They have individually fantasized
about your nude drawings for at least a year. I am sure
you won't disappoint them." Before she could speak, he
closed the door gently but firmly.
Like a good slave, her husband followed orders
precisely. He even purchased a new enema bag. Ken,
having not been a party to her adventure, was not so
happy. He did not like being cut off from his two
favorite altars of worship. But when the woman showed
him what she could do with "69", he fell into line.
On their last Friday before her return to the mansion,
the men discovered that some intimate exploration of
each other's openings, with the assistance of the
woman, could be very pleasurable and might lead to new
possibilities. As the three rolled away from each other
fully spent, the woman grasped her favorite cocks and
drifted off to sleep. She was happy that she had found
new ways to please at least two of her favorite men.
Her anus had returned to its sweet little size. She
knew that her master would be very pleased.
She was ready for anything. Tomorrow was going to be
like a first date. She could not wait for morning to
arrive. She thought about how far she had come from
that chance encounter in the Arizona desert a few years
ago, where she posed for the older artist. He obviously
saw something very special in her that she hadn't.
Maybe that was what made him a true artist. Now well
into her sixties, so many possibilities where still
open to her and she wasn't going to wait.
To be continued?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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