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Summer at Aunt Sarah's, Part Two
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From uwm.edu!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!sdd.hp.com!ucsd!sdcc6!sdcc13!edelcast Thu Dec 6 23:02:09 CSTThe following is a story. It is purely specualative fiction.
If you read part one and did not like it,
or if it offended or disgusted you, why bother to read part 2?
Hit 'n' and save yourself the trouble.
Now, for those who have been waiting for the next exciting
episode, thanks for the support and your patience.
tony
Summer at Aunt Sarah's
Part 2
In my new world of darkness, I felt completely helpless,
blinded, gagged and tied as I was. I was completely at Aunt
Sarah's mercy, nothing I did seemed to have any effect on her.
Of course, I was wrong in thinking that. My response to her
stimulation was affecting her intensely, bringing her to the
brink of orgasm without actually touching herself.
She quickly released me from the shackles and hustled me into
"my" bedroom. My wrists were attached to the headboard, my
aunt then moving away from me, to where I could not see. When
I felt her return, she attached my ankles to some sort of
wooden dowel, about 3 feet in length, which was then hoisted
in the air. She began to slowly tease my nether lips, barely
touching them with her finger tips. This light stimulation
soon caused my outler lips to part, and I could feel that I
was very wet down there. I attempted to grind my clit against
Aunt Sarah's hand, but the ropes and her careful attentions
kept me from the satisfaction which I craved. She continued
teasing me with her fingers then abruptly stopped. She left
me hanging for a moment, but soon returned, greeting me with a
deft slice of a riding crop across the backs of my thighs. I
tried to cry out, but the gag effectively blocked my attempts.
The searing heat from the crop was almost more than I could
bare. I was expecting yet another cruel slash, but my Aunt
surprised me by deftly slipping her tongue into my pussy,
rubbing my whip mark at the same time. I began to forget
about her cruel whip when, just as suddenly as it had started,
she pulled her head back and let loose with the riding crop,
giving me five swift strokes and setting my thighs on fire.
It was more than I could handle and tears started to leak from
beneath my blindfold. It was hard to gauge how this affected
Aunt Sarah, but she did pause briefly before she stuck her
tongue back into my pussy. She softly licked around the
outer edges, avoding my clit. I was still in agony from the
crop, but for some reason, the fire I felt on the backs of my
thighs seemed to be shooting right into my belly. It was
painful, yet intensely erotic at the same time. I couldn't
believe it, but the pain only seemed to highten the pleasure I
was feeling.
After a few minutes of her oral ministrations, my aunt stopped
and removed my blindfold. She was wearing a black leather
bustier and nothing else. I had never really looked at her
body before, but in doing so now, I realized that she was a
very striking woman. Her large breasts did not sag and there
was almost no fat on her thighs. I did not have much time to
marvel at this, however, for she immediately picked up her
riding crop, giving me 5 more strokes. It couldn't have been
more than a split second from the time the last stroke fell
before she maneuvered her tongue directly onto my clitoris.
The sensation was too much: I immediately exploded in orgasm.
I had thought that my earlier climax was intense, but this one
was much more so. Waves of pleasure seemed to course through
my body, my back arched uncontrollably and I wished to scream
out in delight. Aunt Sarah was very much enjoying this, she
seemed to delight in the sheer control she had over me, first
giving me pain, then pleasure.
She removed the ball gag and her bustier and for the first
time in my life, I saw a grown woman completely naked (other
than myself, of course). She was so beautiful, I felt small
and unimportant when I looked at her.
"Time for you to reciprocate, my dear," she told me. I was
uncertain what she meant at first, but when she straddled my
body, then scooted up to my face, I had a pretty good idea. I
was somewhat repulsed by the thought of placing my mouth on
another woman's privates, but my fear of what she might do if
I didn't comply outweighed any aesthetic problems I had with
cunniligus. I cautiously explored her with my tongue, licking
around the outside of her pussy. This was not what she had in
mind, evidently, for she grabbed my hair and forced my face
into her muff. Getting the message, I remembered how I had
went off like a rocket when she had stimulated my clitoris, so
I went straight for hers. This seemed to be what she was
after, for she immediately started moaning and grinding
herself against my face. I increased the rate of my
ministrations, making my tongue pointy, then slipping it in
and out of her love hole before again relentlessly bearing
down on her clit. When she finally came, I thought she was
going to rip my hair out at the roots! She lost all control
of herself, screaming out in pleasure and grinding even harder
against me. I soon found out why, for as I continued to lick,
a second, then a third orgasm wrenched through her majestic
body. I had never heard of multiple orgasms before, but I was
pretty sure that they were something that I wanted to
experience too. Finally, she dismounted and sat at the foot
of the bed, regaining her composure.
Aunt Sarah cooly looked me over as she recovered from her
mighty climax. She seemed almost pensive, as if she couldn't
decide what to do with me next.
"Well, you seemed to have adjusted quite well to your
situation," she said to me. "I think you have been adequately
punished for your earlier transgressions. I believe that you're
ready for me to consummate our relationship."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked her. I again was filled
with mixed feelings. On one hand, I feared her skilled whip
hand, but on the other, I was practically quivering with the
thought of the pleasure she had given me.
"It is time for you to experience your full womanhood. I
shall take you to heights you never before dreamed existed."
She went over to the closet again, returning in a moment with
something strapped around her waist. When I looked closely, I
saw that it resembled a large penis! It was about 7 inches
long and seemed very thick.
"No, please, don't do this to me!" I shouted. The last thing
I wanted in the world was to have my virginity taken by an
artificial penis, wielded by my own aunt!
"Do I need to gag and blind you again?" she asked sternly.
"No," I answered in resignation, "I'll be good."
She raised my legs even higher than they were before, giving
her full access to my virgin pussy. She slowly pressed the
tip against my lips, then slipped the head inside. I gasped
in amazement, nothing before of this size had ever penetrated
me. Aunt Sarah seemed to have a look of determination on her
face as she slowly pushed the dildo inside of me. When she
encountered my hymen, her determination only seemed to
increase. She placed her right hand on my left breast and
slowly began to caress it. This erotic movement took my mind
momentarily off of the invading dildo. I relaxed to her
kneading, then, suddenly, the fake penis burst through my
hymen and into my canal. I froze in panic, it felt like my
insides were being torn out from the inside. Aunt Sarah
responded to this by giving me a deep soul kiss, her tongue
probing into my mouth. Surprisingly, I found myself
responding to her kiss fervently, my own tongue intertwining
itself with hers.
My vaginal walls slowly began to relax as Aunt Sarah continued
to kiss and fondle my immobile body. She slowly started to
move the dildo in and out of my body, using long sensuous
strokes. As she continued her thrusting, it would rub against
my clit, sending immensely pleasurable feelings shooting up my
spine. She removed her hand from my breast and concentrated
on fully fucking me. I could see that the base of the dildo
was grinding against her clit on each stroke, and this was
causing her to move faster and faster. I tried to throw my
legs farther back, but, tied as they were to the dowel, I
could do nothing. At this point I wanted to be as deeply
penetrated as possible, the stimulation was so intense!
>From the depths of my belly, I felt my orgasm building. It
started as a throbbing, a warm feeling deep inside me. Slowly
it built up, becoming more intense by the second, causing me
to twist uncontrollably from side to side in my bonds. Aunt
Sarah noticed this and fucked me even faster, her own orgasm
approaching as well. The unbelievable feeling surfaced at my
clitoris as I erupted in climax, screaming out my joy, not
caring who heard it. Soon thereafter, Aunt Sarah also came,
bucking back and forth and grinding the dildo against her
clit. I thought she was done, but she continued her
thrusting. Amazingly, I felt another orgasm building up deep
within me. Although the pleasure threatened to overwhelm me,
nothing was farther from my mind than an end to it. She
climaxed a second time, claiming me as her own as she did.
She began to caress both my breasts this time, adding to my
stimulation. My orgasm approached rapidly, and as it did,
Aunt Sarah pinched my nipples simultaneously, very hard. I
screamed out in pain/pleasure as wave upon wave of my second
orgasm wracked my body. Aunt Sarah knew that, this summer, I
would be at her beck and call, that I was hers to train as she
liked. The powerful sensations which she evoked in me were
more than I could handle, I knew that I could not say no to
her requests, nor stop her from any punishment she deemed fit.
And with that, my adventure began....
THE END (for now)
tony
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Tony Osterman
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