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Janie's Adventure, Part Two
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? Janie's Adventure ?
? by Solitaire One ?
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She was unable to keep from sobbing. Her mind was in a turmoil:
part of her wanted to experience the new sensations, but the other part
still was trapped by her upbringing. Her hands clenched the spread in
fists of steel as she felt his mouth sliding gently up and down her
thigh, coming closer and closer to her cunt with each cycle. Finally
when his lips encased the sensitive skin joining thigh to cunt, her
mind broke.
"No! Damn it, NO!!!!" Her hands grabbed his hair and forced his
face up and away from her womanhood.
He sat up and shook his head sadly. "Oh Janie, what am I to do
with you? I warned you but you just won't listen. Come with me. I
know only one way to handle disobedient children." He took her wrist
and forced her to stand and follow him to the low dressing table where
he sat in the short stool. Since her head was down, she couldn't help
but notice that his cock was no longer as rigid as it had been, hanging
down at a forty-five degree angle and swaying as he walked.
"Lie down, Janie. This is for your own good." She shook her head
from side to side as his features prismed through her tears, but she
obeyed, lying across his legs with her breasts hanging on one side and
her legs on the other.
She felt his hand caressing her buttocks and a strange sensation
caused her to flush with embarrassment. She hadn't had a spanking
since she was ten, and then it had been through her slacks and panties.
And now this man, this stranger, intended to spank her bare bottom!
Her hands went back to protect herself as she felt a finger slide down
the split between her cheeks, tickling the dark rose bud in the depths
of the channel.
"Move your hands, Janie. Put them at your side, or I'll have to
tie them with rope."
Faced with the option, she chose to obey, her hands moving
hesitantly back to hang down next to her breasts. "Touch your own
nipples. Pinch on them and get yourself excited." His voice commanded
her, and she had to obey. Slowly her fingers rose and encased the
protrusions as she started to pull and twist them, the sensations
radiating straight to her pussy.
"Owwwww!" His hand smacked her right cheek with force and she felt
the burning sensation as it felt like she was on a hot stove. Before
she could react she felt another slap on the left cheek, the fingers
curling slightly into the crack as the force of the spanking caused her
flesh to bulge out with the blow. As the tears flowed afresh, she felt
his hand again caressing and smoothing her tortured flesh, his touch
taking the worst of the sting out and causing some small excitement in
the pit of her stomach.
After ten smacks to each cheek, she felt something poking at her
stomach as she squirmed on his lap, no longer trying to escape, but
unable to remain still as the redness of her cheeks revealed the pain
of her punishment. Her hand slipped off her nipple and eased under her
body to find his cock lying under her tummy, the engorgement causing
rigidity. She lightly let her fingers caress his shaft as she felt a
coolness on her butt. Looking over her shoulder, she saw him squeezing
a bottle of lotion on her skin, the white lines tracing randomly over
the redness of her ass. As she watched, his hand smoothed the lotion
into the tortured flesh, causing it to gleam and shine as it soothed
the hurt away.
She heard her own sobs catch in her throat as the twin sensations
of the residual heat and the cooling smoothness of the lotion caused
her to begin to become more and more excited, her fingers now trying to
grasp and stroke his proud manhood that was so prominent against her
soft belly.
"Stand up!" She let his cock go as she pushed herself to a
kneeling position next to him, struggling to her feet as commanded.
"Now, young lady, have you learned your lesson? Or do I have to spank
you some more?"
As she sniffled, she shook her head from side to side. "No sir.
Please don't spank me any more. I promise to be good. Just don't
spank me again."
As he rose, he took the magnifying hand mirror in one hand and
Janie in the other as he led her back to the bed. As he pulled the
spread to the foot of the bed, he said, "Since you seem to think you're
ugly down there, let's take a look together and see just how lovely you
are." He forced her legs apart and she let them remain wide as he
adjusted the mirror so that she was watching the reflection of her
womanhood in the enlargement.
"Use your fingers to spread your lips wider, Janie." As she
complied, she watched the pinkness of her inner labia start to emerge,
looking for all the world like a flower budding in the warmth of the
spring sunshine. She was all pink and shiny, moistness coating even
the deepest recesses of her pussy. She watched as if she were in
another world as his finger entered the picture to stroke and caress
the soft inner lips, the tip gleaming in the juices which coated it as
it moved slowly up and down, stroking and exciting her. She looked as
his finger approached the top of the valley, causing her lips to
distort around the white bud of hardness poking just barely from its
sheath.
"Ohhhhh!" His finger just barely stroked her sensitive flesh as he
let the tip of his digit slide wetly up into the sparseness of her
blond bush.
He took the mirror away as his head dropped to the hard bone just
above her cunt, his tongue playing in the blond tendrils. "No, let me
hold it! Let me hold it and watch as you do it."
He smiled at her as he handed her the mirror, watching as she
spread her legs wider than before. "Wait," she said as she grabbed
each ankle and forced them behind her neck. "I used to be a gymnast
and I had to practice this all the time."
Now she was completely open and vulnerable to him. As his lips
descended on her tanned thigh, his lips open and his tongue dancing on
her skin, he watched her adjust the mirror so that every action was
reflected in magnification. His index fingers slid beside her outer
lips spreading her just a little more so that there was almost an inch
and a half gap between the corrogated pink lips as he blew a sharp
stream of air directly into her moistness. Her moan of pleasure was
music to his ears as he moved to take the hard top bud in his lips.
Spreading his mouth wide, he encompassed half of her pussy patch
and several inches of her labia as his tongue flicked out to lash her
clit from side to side. As his lips closed slowly her body began to
strain upward, the mirror forgotten as she concentrated on the feeling
and forgetting the vision. When his teeth closed gently on her clit
she jerked as if hit with electricity, her hips bucking upward like a
bronco as she forced her pelvis into him, his teeth clasping her
involuntarily as the surprise caused him to put more pressure than he
had intended.
"Ohhhh G-----o------d!!!! Unhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh...don't stop!
Bite me harder!!!! YES!!! YES!!! Just like that! Ohhhhhhh, no!
Keep going! Keep going...keep going..." Her voice trailed off as the
spasms of the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt wracked her lovely
young body, her hips pistoning up and down in her search for more and
more pleasure. She wasn't even conscious of her words, her whole being
was focused in the tiny bud of pleasure that felt like it was longer
than her legs, so sensitive was the sensation.
As she felt his teeth release her clit, she felt the healing caress
of his tongue as she became aware for the first time that her entire
crotch was wet, and she was fearful that she had pissed in his face.
As his tongue flicked the bud back and forth, she felt another spasm
start deep in her belly, her muscles clenching and her hips thrusting
again and again as waves of pleasure washed back and forth like a neap
tide pounding the dunes into submission.
She had no idea how long she had been under his spell, but she was
suddenly aware that her hands were clasped in the dark curls framing
his face and that she had been pulling him into her crotch with all her
strength, her legs wrapped over his back. Now embarrassed by her
reactions, she relaxed her grip and he pulled back, his mustache and
chin coated with fluids, a smile beaming up at her. She watched him
rise and move to her side and she watched his face come closer and
closer to her own until she could taste the sweetness on his lips. Her
eyes stared wide open as she tasted herself on him, realizing that the
smell and taste were not at all what she expected. Her hands gripped
his face as she moved him from side to side to allow her tongue to
savor all the juices as she licked him as clean as a cat cleans a bone.
He took her wrist and forced her hand down to her side, her fingers
curling around his strength as she felt his heat burning into her hip.
She felt him rise above her as she guided his rod into the opening
between her legs. As she looked between them she suddenly felt fright
at the massiveness of his manhood, fearful that he would tear her
apart.
"Guide me in, darling," he said as she felt him push closer to her
opening. She rubbed the covered head back and forth in the moisture
until he was coated with slickness for several inches. Suddenly,
almost with an audible pop, the head emerged as the foreskin rolled
back, unable to contain the enormous shaft. As her fingers caressed
his heart shaped organ, his hips twitched with the pleasures, forcing
the head to slip easily inside her outer defenses.
She felt her body ease open to accommodate him, more and more of
his manhood sliding into her tightness as the muscles of her cunt
squeezed and relaxed in synchronism with his gentle thrusts. As he
went deeper and deeper into her secret place, she felt as if she was
stuffed, filled beyond the brim with cock, her body slowly
accommodating the invader as he reached depths never before touched.
"Oh God, YES! Shove it all in me! I want to feel you all the way.
Fuck me, damn it. Fuck me nowwwwwwwww ahhhhhhhhh!" Her voice trailed
off in a higher key as he hunched his back and drove the last few
inches into her warmth, the force of his movement causing her cervix to
shift as she tried to hold him within. "Wait! Don't move. Let me get
used to it," she panted, suddenly out of breath like a long distance
runner.
As she felt his stomach tense and release, the prick inside her
vagina twitched in response, and her own muscles clasped and released
as they began their own independent caresses. Before she thought she
was ready he began to stroke slowly up and down, the emptiness as he
retreated causing her to want more, the filling as he returned bringing
her into higher and higher passion.
Without conscious thought on either part, suddenly he was fucking
her with long, hard, violent strokes, driving his massiveness deep into
her young body and causing her to twist and buck as she met every
thrust with one of her own.
"I'm gonna cum," she heard him say as she pulled his face down to
her own, her lips searching for his, her tongue telling him of her love
and passion as their bodies became as one, his fluids blasting out into
her cavern and filling her with his love. She felt every spurt, every
spasm as his cock jumped with the pleasures of his orgasm, and she felt
her own cunt spasm in return, the joy of her own cumming taking her
breath until she lay helplessly panting, her body limp as he continued
to shove his softening stick into her lubricated channel.
Finally he was sated, his body dropping beside her as his muscles
finally gave out, completely limp and helpless with his own pleasures.
Her fingers curled in the crisp hairs of his chest, tracing the paths
of sweat that trickled secretly through the forest of his upper body,
leading her to his manhood, now lying limply along his thigh. As her
fingers encircled the softened flesh, she felt him jump and then lie
still as she massaged the fluids into his skin.
Rising on one elbow, she looked at him, gleaming in the light from
the dresser, and she felt very tender and loving. Leaning down, she
took his head into her mouth, laving the pinkness with her tongue,
tasting the combination of their love offerings. As her pallet became
more and more accustomed to the taste, she let her tongue slide down
the side of his cock, drawing more and more of the banquet into her
mouth and quenching her thirst. When she pursed her lips and began to
vacuum along the side of his shaft, she felt the jerk and spasm as he
began to rise, stretching out and finally flopping against the firm
skin of his belly, now nearly revived and ready for more.
She looked up at him, tenderness in her eyes as she rose above him,
her legs spreading wide as she spanned his body, her tender cunt lips
sliding back and forth over the steely rod that protruded from his
groin, coating him with the overflow fluids from their first coupling.
Without a word, she rose up and inserted him into her cunt, now more
open and ready to accommodate his size. As she felt him slide inside
her mystery, his fingers began to touch and pinch her breasts, her
nipples now so hard that she felt an ache as he caressed the whiteness,
his fingers approaching but not touching the darker circles which
capped the firm orbs like a cherry on a sundae. When she felt his
fingers finally grasp her throbbing nipples, she felt the automatic
response of her inner muscles banding around his shaft, constricting
his movements only slightly as her pelvis continued to post up and
down.
Leaning over, she kissed him, her lips barely brushing his as she
let her tongue flick out at him, giggling as he tried to capture the
fleeting moment with his mouth. She felt the swelling as his balls
again began to rise, preparing to empty their offering into her
sweetness. His hips rose, driving himself deeper into her hidden
garden as she suddenly rose completely off of him, leaving him fucking
at empty air.
Twirling, she grasped him in both hands and brought his head to her
lips as she suckled the lifeblood from his body, streams of white
viscuous fluids coating her lips and teeth as he came time and time
again. His moans of pleasure filled her ears as she carefully took the
entire head into her mouth and vacuumed the last of his love juices
from deep within his body, sucking the last of his offering into her
mouth.
When he was finally quiet, his body still and soft, she rose up and
leaned over to kiss him, watching his eyes fly open with surprise as
she let the pent up cum slide into his mouth, her tongue coated with
the fluids washing back and forth over his own.
Reaching to the foot of the bed, she pulled the spread up and
covered both of their sweaty bodies, not even bothering with the light
on the dresser.
[to be continued in Janie3...and Janie4...and so on and so on]
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