A Night of Fabulous Passion

[dr_mabeuse]

Stuck in on a Saturday night. Aren't there any women out there who might have an interest in a wild, incredibly hot, fling with the notoriously suave and debonaire bon vivant, eligible man-of-the-world, hopeless romantic and bad movie fan Dr. Mabeuse?

Here's the scene: my Fabulous penthouse hideaway atop the Fabulous Ritz, set against the glittering lights of the Big City stretching out like cubic zirconiums in a QVS tiara. My butler Manners meets you in the marble foyer and takes your fur, then leads you through my acres of fabuloulsy decorated rooms to my fabulous dining room, where two places have been fabulously set.

My penthouse fireplace glows with a warm and lusty light, the champagne cools in a silver bucket, the candles are lit and the lights are dim. As you admire my etchings on the wall, the Doctor appears, my chiselled profile and manly jaw looking both chiselled and manly, respectively, my mambo shoes on my feet.

You, my dear, have come on this date knowing that you might fall under the Doctor's spell and be borne away on the wild horse of irresistable passion, but that is the price you pay for all this fabulousness...

Surely, if the Fox network can get twenty bimbos to hack around some drafty old chateau after a construction worker who pulls down eighteen grand a year just because they think he's loaded, there must be someone out there who will accept the Doctor's invitation. After all, I can pretend I'm wealthy as well as the next guy...

So now, there is a knock at the door. Manners opens it, and in walks...

 

[honnie]

(Wearing a black sleek evening gown laces in pearls, it exsenchuated my slender,5'6" figure. Covering my gown was a full length fur coat.)

The door was opened by the butler.

"Tell the doctor, Patrice is here"

I have waited a long time for this chance to personally meet the mysterious gentleman, and I am overwhelmed by the sight of the great hall as I entered. I was a bit nervous, but, I have plans of my own for him. As I looked around the room, I had a feeling of comfort due to the candles and the dimmed lights. While waiting, I walked around the hall looking at the artwork and designs, and knew that he was just what I needed. A life with beautiful things. I could tell that he had much passion in to share and his love for the arts. I feel beautiful tonight and nothing was going to end this feeling. even if my desires don't last.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

What a sight awaited my in the dining nook. There, amidst the bunches of fresh-cut flowers that perfume the air with their soft perfume she is. Slender but deliciously feminine, dressed in glamorous black and accented by the simple elegance of pearls. A woman of taste, breeding, and obvious sensuality. One accustomed to the finer things is life.

"Ah, Patrice, my dear, what a pleasure it is to see you!" I say as I meet her in the dining area.

I take her hand in mine and kiss it, then, overwhelmened by her fragrance and the warmth of her hand, I lose control of myself, turn her hand over and press my lips to her palm for a brief, dizzying moment.

"You look truly ravishing, Patrice. Captivating. Please, have a cocktail? Dinner will be ready directly. I do hope you like lobster?"

As I make the martinis, I ask her, "When was it we saw each other last? Cannes? The Riviera? Or was it Thailand? Oh, what does it matter! What is important is that we are together now."

"Here you go, my dear. To a night of sensual gratification, to beauty, and to love!"

We taste our drinks. Perfect, of course.

"I see you are admiring my erotic etchings. Amusing, are they not? Quite stuimulating too, I dare say!"

This as manners brings in our first course and sets the table.

 

[honnie]

Patrice

I was stunned at his handsomeness. Such a proper stance, almost as if he were standing at attention. He looked different from when I saw him last. I was touched by the gratifacation I felt all over my body.

The excitment of his graceful touch was more than enough. When he kissed the underside of my hand, a rush of chills went through me lik a rush of horses.

"Thank you, I have waited along time to see you again. It has been to long." I said as I sipped my drink.

As we toasted to a night of sensual gratification, to beauty, and to love, my body and mind was taken by the shear idea I was actully here with him again. I longed for his gentle touch.

As we sat at the table, I had mentioned that I admired the works of art.

"These are amaizing, the detain and flow of the lines are..."

I couldn't find the right words for how I felt in the presents of such increadible art and esspicially the man.

"Stuimulating of course. But there is something else I can't quite... It's a feeling, a sence of fulfillment, lust, sensual."

As Manners brought us the first of our dinner, I glanced into Mabeuse eyes across the table with a look of intence lust. I licked my lips af a sip of my drink. He smiled back at me as we began to eat.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Truly, she had matured and improved since I saw her last, like a finbe wine. No longer the silly young woman, she had developed the lnowing sensuality of the tigress, experienced and aware of the pleasures of the flesh. Every move, every gesture she made just dripped with feminine sexuality, and--despite my suave and debonaire manner--I believe I blushed with an excitement impossible to hide. Luckily my hand-tailored tuxedo concealed the bulge of my massive manhood which was even now urging me on.

I held her chair for her, the subtle fragrance of her body making me weak for a moment as she sat and I made my way to my chair.

She found my etchings interesting, and her comments were most perceptive.

"Stuimulating of course. But there is something else I can't quite... It's a feeling, a sence of fulfillment, lust, sensual." She said, her lips glistening as she searched for words.

"Indeed they speak to us of our own desires and fantasies, do they not?" I asked her as I tasted my consomme. "And remind us of the world of sensual pleasure that is found in the realm of the senses. A world we too often ignore in the made pace of modern life."

As Manners removed our soup bowls, I took her hand and gazed into her eyes, eyes like deep, pools of mystery in which there burned a flame of wild hunger and desire.

"How enchanting you are, Patrice. You have quite made me forget my appetite. For food that is."

She hardly blushed and did not look away, meeting my eyes with a challenging boldness, her lips parted expectently.

Had Manners not brought in the shrimp cocktail at that moment, there is no telling what I might have done. I hate to think of myself lunging over that flower-strewn table, knocking her over in her chair, and attacking her like a savage animal, although that's what my heart urged me to do.

As it was, I merely pretended to adjust my napkin and, reaching under the tablecloth, I found her knee. As I locked my eyes on hers, I slowly pulled up the hem of her dress, higher, higher, until I could put my hand on her nylon-covered knee, and then I calmly began to eat my cocktail.

 

[honnie]

My own desires for the debonair hunk sitting before me was enough to set my fire buring inside into a flame. I could hardly contain myself. Licking my lips with desire, Manners removed our bowls, and as his hands touched mine the flame grew deeper with hot lust and love.

My eyes stayed with his as we stood for a moment of solitude, and I knew that his desire was great as mine. Then Manners entered the room again and that moment stayed in my heart for later.

As his hand found my knee, the swril of heat generating from my body went right between my legs. He was raising my dress, I became wet with desire of his closeness and our bodies becoming one.

"Will Manners be here all night?" I said with a soft lustful voice. I placed my hand on his an help him find his way up my dress, as I slowley opened my legs for him to feel the warmth. Not only did I find his art enchanting, but his as well.

Our shrimp cocktail was sitting before us and the only thing that was on my mind was to let my tigeress out right here right now on the table. I imagined doing him in every room in every position. The aroma of the shrimp and him, sent my lustful desire to a peak I had never felt before.

I took a shrimp, lick it with my tongue lustfully, and then placed it before him to take a bit. As he bit into the shrimp, I became intencly wet. As I leaned over to share the piece of shrimp, I placed my hand on his leg. I felt the tightness of his pants and knew that he felt the same.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Looking into her eyes, I saw a hunger that matched my own, and not for food. Her body was enticingly ripe, and sexuality exuded from her like juice from a peach. The room was thick with sexual tension, and my own manhood was straining like a wild stallion in my pants.

We could not break our gaze, and in her eyes I saw her promise to fulfill all my desires, my wildest fantasies, her need to take and be taken. I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Manners!" I called, still lost in her eyes.

"Sir?"

"That will be all for tonight, Manners. You may leave us now. Immediately."

"Yes sir." he said.

No sooner had we heard the front door close behind him than I rose from my chair and came up behind her.

"Forgive me, my dear, but I cannot help myself." I said as I pressed my lips to the ivory column of her neck. "You are simply too beautiful, too desirable!"

She sighed with pleasure as I held her shoulders and kissed my way up to her ear. I tickled her briefly, then whispered in her ear.

"You drive me mad, you fabulous creature, and I simply must have you! But let us not rush, my darling. Let us stop to taste every delicious step along the way. Let us make long, slow, love to each other and drive each other wild, so that our pleasure shall be that much greater."

As I said this I punctuated my speech with sweet teasing kisses along the side of her neck and down to her shoulders. I gazed her cleavage, imagining the pleasure that awaited me there, and in my excitement I pressed my loins against her arm so that she could feel me enormous hardness.

"Shall I tell you what I am going to do to you?" I whispered hotly in her ear.

 

[honnie]

When he told Manners to go, my wetness became so intense, I could feel the warmth from my own juices flowing with excitement. When he began to tickle my neck and ears, my desire of him grew to full excitment. I could feel the heat grow between us.

"The feeling is mutual" as I felt his manhood grow to the strength of animal passion. My love for the art of music was needed for me to become my tigress form.

"Do you have the music of Ruggiero Leoncavallo. His renditions will ring through the hall as we lustfully give passion to each other, as our bodies intwine as one."

My body trembling, when he asked me "Shall I tell you what I am going to do to you?"

"Suprise me with you passion, intencify my heat mixing it with yours, and ravage me, ALL OF ME!"

I placed my hand on his head and pulled him down to meet my lips, and kissed him. My passion had now become the tigress and I needed him.

"I have waited for this day to come; to be with you was only but a dream for me since saw you last. Take me, ravage me, make love to me."

His animal magnitizum was growing every second, and so was mine.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

"I have waited for this day to come; to be with you was only but a dream for me since saw you last. Take me, ravage me, make love to me."

Her words were like a drug to me, and suddenly the world outside ceased to exist. Like a moth to a flame my lips were drawn inexorably to hers, slowly, slowly, until we barely touched. Her need was so great I felt her tremble at my touch, and her breath caught in her throat as my lips teased over hers.

It was torture to me as well, to be so close to this passionate woman and yet deny my urge to crush her to me and take her utterly. Still my lips were barely touching her, and I could not withstand the tension very long.

With a low moan I sank down into her kiss, and she pressed her lips hungrily to mine, her little tongue coming out to tickle lewdly at my own. I held her face in my hands as I kissed her, feeling her hot breath on my cheek, tasting her moans of rising passion in my mouth.

My hand of its own accord went to her breast, felt her heavy flesh through the warm velvet of her dress, her breast overflowing my hand's grasp. She had lost none of the sweet ripeness of youth. and it was a joy to feel the resilience of her breast in my hand.

My touch on her made her gasp, and she reached up, trying to pull me down to her, but I swept her up in my arms and led her to the fireplace. It took me only a moment to strip the sofa of its cushions and add them to the colorful pile that was already there, making a bed on the floor suitable for the mad passion that gripped us.

We fell on the cushions together, my arms around her, smothering each other with kisses. My face went to her chest where I kissed and licked her delicious skin, enveloped in a haze of her perfume as her hands tangled in my hair and she arched her back, showing me what she wanted. I tugged on the bodice of her gown and her breasts fairly spilled out, bursting to be free of the confines of the garment.

I looked at her and saw no shame in her face, no doubt, not a trace of hesitation. She dared me to take her, to have my way with her, to treat her like the savage she knew she was at that moment. With a cry of desire I fell on her breasts, squeezing, massaging, holding them to my mouth as i fed off her pearly skin. Her nipples hardened beneath my tongue as i licked them and nippled them with my lips, or planted warm, wet kisses on them, and she writhed in animal pleasure.

I pulled her roughly up and fumbled with the zipper in the back of her expensive garment, but she laughed at me, pushed my hands away and deftly pulled it down herself. She stood, and giving me a look that would have melted ice at the poles, she slid the garment down her long and sinuous body, revealing first her brests, her lacey bra of little use now, then the soft muscular plane of her flat stonach, the little shadowy indent of her navel making my mouth water, then her glorious hips and the site of her panties, so snug I could see every feature of her sex through the sheer fabric.

She wore stockings with no garter belt. No slip, nothing between her skin and the satin lining of the gown. She stepped out of it and kicked it aside and stood posing for me a minute, a women who knew exactly what she had, and exactly how to drive a man mad just by showing herself to him.

I threw aside my tuxedo jacket and pulled off my tie. Undid the studs in my cuffs but before I could start on the shirt she came over to me and began unbuttoning it herself.

 

[honnie]

The animal lust in me wanted to leap out. The thought of the things we would do to one another sent me to the most lustfull thoughts. His movement and actions towards me were graceful and soft.

He was so slow in undoing himself, I went to help. Unbuttoning his shirt was engaging my tigress, as I softly caressed his chest. I moved down to his belt with the other hand, as I unzipped his pants slowly while caressing his throbing cock. I shivered with the sight of it all and couldn't wait to have it all to myself.

"I have waited so long for this. Let me continue to undress you"

 

[dr_mabeuse]

"I have waited so long for this. Let me continue to undress you" she whispered, her voice like warm honey.

"I'm all yours, sugar." I said as she cat-walked over to me, dressed only in her bra and panties, shoes, stockings and pearls.

The light from the fire gleamed off her features, painting her creamy skin in gold and shadow.

She ran her hands over my chest, feeling my muscles beneath my shirt, and looked into my eyes as she began to my color. Her fingers worked deflty, and as the buttons opened, she bit her lip as my chest was exposed. When my shirt was open to my belly, she groaned and reached for me, running her soft hands inside my open shirt and over my chest.

She pressed her soft, wet lips against my skin, licking and gently biting me as I ran my fingers through her rich, long hair. She finished unbuttoning me and pulled the shirt from my pants, letting her fingers linger at my waist.

She swung her hair out of the way and continued kissing my chest as her hand travelled slowly down to my crotch, and I felt her hand close on the hard stalk of my cock. The feel of me seemed to drive her crazy, and she quickly fumbled at my pants pushing them down my hips until my cock was exposed, naked and standing straight out and proud.

She pulled back to look at it as it sat in her hand, big and throbbing and hard as iron on the inside, soft as satin on the outside. She seemed suddenly to lose it. She pressed herself against me and I filled my hands with her soft yet form ass, pulling her stight. She lifted one of her long, stocking-clad legs and wrapped it around my thighs, trying to work her pussy against my big log. She held my cock and tilted it up till she could rub the dripping head against her panty-covered slit, and she screwed her hips down and around like a cheap whore desperate for cock.

Before I could pull her head back and kiss her, she fell to her knees before me, kissing her way down over my chest, dragging her tongue over my belly as her fingers cupped my big balls.

Finally she was on her knees before me, her eyes locked on my big prick. She tore her eyes away and looked up at me with a wicked little grin on her face as she licked her lips.

 

[honnie]

My body trembled with delight as his cock presented itself to me. I looked at him with lust in my eyes as I licked my lips, slowly moved towards the rod of love so strong, so hard,but so soft.

I gentaly but firmly began to touch my lips to his cock, but not touching it fully. I rubbed it with my mouth,nose and allover my face, before I slightly touched the tip with my tougne.

Slowly I opened my mouth, licked the head of his cock in a circlular motion over and over again. While holding his ball in one hand, I engolfed his cock into my mouth. Just one quick in and out, then I looked up at his strong body into his eyes to see him with his head back in awe.

My outer strength became my inner strenth, when I squatted down farther and embraced his ball with my lips kissing them softly, nibbling them on my way back up to his chest as I stayed close to him rubbing my breasts against his body, over his cock, gentely dragging my finger nails up his thighs around to his butt and onto his back.

I stood up and looked into his eyes, and asked...

"Now what was it that you wanted to do to me"

 

[dr_mabeuse]

I stood before her, my cock standing straight out. From the way she licked her lips I knew what she wanted to do and it was fine with me.

What man doesn't like to have his cock sucked? But when the woman slaving over your tool is young, sophisticated, and a mainstay of proper society, it is especially delicious. Thers is just something about seeing an elegant and fashionable former debutante on her knees, her hands on your balls as she sucks hungrly on your prick, saliva dripping from her mouth and moaning like the lowest fuck slut that is truly exciting.

She didn't suck me in right away. First she rubbed tyhe head of my cock all over her face, her cheeks, her lips, her eyes, leaving shiny patches of precum wherever I touched her. Then she took me into her warm, wet mouth just once, sucking the juice out of me with her eager tongue, making me throw my head back and moan.

As she sucked me she ran her nails lightly over my thighs and ass, over my balls. The sounds of our moans and the sudsy sound of my cock slipping in and out of her mouth were the only sounds in the room as she sucked me off, bringing me rapidly to the very leak of orgasm.

I thought about letting her have it then, of shooting into her mouth, over her face, standing over her and pouring my jizz into her as she worked like a slave beneath me, but I wanted to save that.

Instead I pulled her to her feet and kissed her wet mouth, tasting myself in her kiss, and as I kissed her, I lowered her back down to the pile of cushions. I impatiently pulled her sopping panties off and threw them aside, then her bra. I plunged my hand between her legs. She was more than just wet. She was soaking. The tops of her thighs above her stockings were greasy with her own arousal, and the touch of my hand made her arch her back, pushing her pussy against me. She gripped my arms and dug her nails into me, mad to be fucked.

But I wasn't letting her off that easy. I had to taste that pussy, had to drink her rich, excited oils. Quickly I slid down to the V of her crotch. She raised herself up on her elbows and looked at me in alarm, wanting to feel my cock, not my tongue, knowing she was already close to orgasm. But I ignored her.
I raised her thighs over my shoulders and inhaled deeply of her womanly fragrance. Ignoring the throbbing of my own cock, I started teacsing her, nipping lightly at the soft flesh at the inside of her thighs, running my tongue closer and closer to her aching slit and her hips began to tremble and hump at my face, seeking to feel my lips on her cunt. but I wouldn't give her what she wanted.

I ran my tongue lightly over her slit, stopping to kiss her excited flesh, then plunged my tongue into her as far as I could, giving her a taste of what was to come. I parted her folds with my nose and flicked my tongue at her clit, then rimmed her pussy, finding my way again into her hole.

I pushed her legs back until her thighs crushed against her big tits and, with her totally exposed to me, I found her ass hole and ran my tongue around it as my nose worked into her pussy. She threw her head back and squealed, tangling her fingers in my hair, not sure whether to push me away or pull me deeper, but I kept my face jammed between her trembling thighs, feasting on her pussy.

I worked a finger into her swampy pussy, then another, and began to finger fuck her and I sucked her gently on her clit, bringing her to the very edge of orgasm. She began to squeeze her own breasts, running her fingers over them and pinching her nipples. I sucked and swallowed her juice as quickly as it poured out of her as she humped lewdly at my face, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"You hot bitch!" I said as I sucked her pussy. "You're dying for my cock, aren't you? You can't wait to feel me reaming you out with my big prick. You're about to come like a two-bit whore right in my mouth, aren't you?

My lewd words had their effect, making her moan with excitement.
I held her asscheeks in my hands, squeezing as i lifted them to my mouth and slurped at her slit, sucking her clit in and out. She writhed below me, on the very verge of orgasm, begging me to fuck her now.

I was beside myself with need for her too, but I wasn't sure: should I let her come now, or shoudl I wait until my meat was buried inside her so I could feel her come on my cock?
Or both?

 

[honnie]

My wetness was so apparent and flowing like no other. When he began to touch my inner thigh and move towards my pussy, I hummed with delight. His soft touch and caresses made the anticipation even greater. Hi tongue swished its way all over my pussy, going in and out, up and down, put me into orgasmic mode. I moaned with the moment with a squeal of delight. He has me right where he planned, and I have no objections.

When he spoke:
"You hot bitch! You're dying for my cock, aren't you? You can't wait to feel me reaming you out with my big prick. You're about to come like a two-bit whore right in my mouth, aren't you?"
...sent me into a peak of heat and my pussy ached for more pleasure.

As his hands caressed my body, I nearly passed out with an orgasimic quever. "Ohhhhhh, yea, do it to me, fuck me" I squealed. His hesitation was even more inticing. I wanted him that much more. I arche my back again and again as he flicked my pussy with his fingers.

His dark shadow fron the fire light was over me in full stance,as so was his cock. I wanted it so bad, but I didn't want to be so quick in ending the soft pleasures he was giving me. My body continued to quevar in delight. With all the surrounding, pictures, paintings, pillows, the fire and him, it felt like heaven itself. I was about to have an out-of-body experience of the orgasmic kind when...

 

[dr_mabeuse]

She was so hot, she was like molten gold in my hands as I sunk my fingers into her soft tits and slurped up her burning juices.

Just when she was about to come, just when she was quivering at the peak, I stopped.

"Not so fast, my hot little cunt!" I said laying her trembling ass back down in the pillows. "I have a little something for you!"

She looked at me with disbelieving eyes. All she wanted now was a ride on my fat cock, but she'd just have to wait. My tastes are not as simple as that. I like a little kink in my sex, a little spice.

I walked over to my christmas tree, my cock bopping as I went, picked up three gift wrapped packages, and brought them to her.
"For you." I said, "open them"

She looked at me strangely, then opened the first and took out a golden vibrator. The second contained a velvet whip, and the third contained two exquisite leather bracelets, decorated with rhinestones.

"Why Doctor!" she said, "You shouldn't have!"

I gave her an evil little chuckle. "Perhaps not, Darling. But tonight shall be one night you won't forget!"

So saying I buckled the bracelets on her slim wrists and clipped them together behind her back. I turned her over on her stomach and she started to protest. "What...what are you doing? Doctor...Please!"

I ignored her. I put the vibe in my mouth for a moment to warm it up, then switched it on. I got down behind her and ran the buzzing instrument up and down her glistening slit, making her squeal with excitement as it ran over her hole and over her clit.
She gasped and her hips began to make slow fucking motions in the air as I worked.

I bent down and pressed my face to her ass, tonguing her virgin asshole as I worked the vibe around her pussy, then slowly slid it into her.

She cried out and started fucking faster, gritting her teeth in need and panting.

I stood up and went to my pants where I pulled out a special cock ring of my own design. This ring went around the base of my cock and snapped tight, then another loop went around my balls, forcing them up and out.

And now, when I was almost ready to take her, I reached for the velvet whip. This was just for me.

I looked at her expensive ass wrthing like a slut's on the pile of pillows, her exquisite face sontorted by animal lust, the firelight playing on her perspiration-coated skin.

I reaised the whip and brought it softly down on her ass so that the velvet thongs whipped around, slapping softly into the wet gash of her pussy.

"Now take it, bitch! Slut! Take it and get ready for your master's cock!"

 

[honnie]

With my face in the pillows, my ass in the air, he wiped my ass and pussy. The gentle touch of the velvet whip, the golden rod passing over and over my pussy, sent me into another dimention of bliss I had never experienced before.

"Ohhh, mmmmmmmmmmm, awwwwwwwww" was all I could get out of my mouth. My words of he shouldn't have , was absolutly right. No man had done to me what the Doctor is doing to me now. His hand briskley moved the golden rod back and forth , my clit began to swell, beating with every heartbeat. My body had a mind of its own, and took off in a fuck motion to inhale the orgasmic tention my pussy was in.

"Oh yes,yes, ohhhhhhhhhh, yes faster..........."

My desire for his cock was building up, and the excitment of the lusious beast which had become a gigantic pulsating rod in itself, standing out waiting for attention, was in for a treat as well. I have spent the last two years working out to stay fit and trim. The excercies included pussy strenghtening. My pussy was tight and ready to be plunged into with the mighty force of the master cock.

"Give it to me, make me scream with delight, hurt me me bad, make me pay you bad boy. Fuck this pussy, fuck it till it hurts."

With every swish of the whip, caressing my ass, my pussy leaked, as if it were crying for more attention, and the smell of the animal passion we both had made my desires more intence.

"Take me, punish me, give me you animal thrust."

My head was light, I felt as if I were floating on pillows of animal passion, and my tigress has been unlished.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

I stood up from her, panting and covered with sweat. It might be snowing outside, but inside it was warm--hot even--from the fire and our own animal passions.
Patrice was still on her knees, the sweet globes of her ass crisscrossed with red stripes from the whipping she'd just received, and her face was stuffed into the cushions to stifle her screams as I had lashed her pussy and ass into a state on unbearable arousal with the velvet whip.

The light from the fire and the scores of perfumes candles set around the room made her skin shine like molten gold, and the sound of the music and our own labored breathing was like a soundtrack of savage lust.

I had planned on other treats and torments for her but I saw now that they were unnecessary. She was already teetering on the edge of orgasm and I was determined to have my cock buried deep inside her when she came so that I could feel every delightful tremor in her sleek, tight body. I doubted that anyone had ever raised her to such a peak of helpless need before. A rich and beautiful woman like her was used to getting her way and using men as her own little toys. But she would remember this night with the Doctor for many years to come.

My own cock was throbbing wildly in the confines of the cock and ball rings, and precum hunk from the tip in a long sticky string. I was going to turn her over so that I could see her face when I first gave her my cock, but now I realized that I could see everything in the mirrored wall opposite, and they was her pussy was peeking at me, throbbing between her legs, I simply could not resist.

"Okay, bitch!" I snarled, "Get ready to feel more cock than you ever knew existed! I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk!"

I dropped the whip and vibrator and got down on my knees behind her, put my hands on her hips and kneew-walked forward with my big log swaying in front of me.

With her hands clipped behind her back there was nothing she could do to defend herself if she'd even wanted to, and she didn't want to. She wiggled her ass back at me in excitement as I took my cock in my hand and fit the huge head to her little pussy.

She jerked back at the contact and the head spread her lips wide and slid inside, making her moan and shudder. I stopped to drink in the lewd picture of her on her knees like a slave, my prick already lodged in her body spreading her labia wide. I pulled her back and shoved forward but it was tight going, and as I pressed into her I felt her pussy begin to stretch around me while she whimpered with excitement.

I pulled out a little bit to see my cock head all shiny with her juices, then pressed in again slowly stretching a passage for my cock in her tight tunnel. Inch by inch I sank into her, her heat and softness making my head spin. Finally I stopped. She had it all and I gave her a minute to get used to it.

I could feel her vaginal spasms as she tried to accomodate me, and I could feel her body shuddering with pleasure as my big rod stretched her open. her juice was streaming down the insides of her thighs, forced out of her by the size of my cock, and her fhands twisted helplessly behind her back.

The thing I wore around my balls made them bulge out in freont of me, so when I sunk into her they mashed against her clit, and I could feel that little nub as it tickled my scrotum. I knew that when I started fucking her for real my nuts would be slapping against her clit with every stroke, driving her out of her mind.

And that's just what I wanted: this gorgeous heiress, raised in the finest schools, screaming and swearing like a cheap whore from the pleasure of my prick inside her as I reamed her out.

I pulled out and slid back into her, then slammed her hard, making her squeal like a stuck pig. I pulled out again and looked down at where we were joined and saw her pussy actually pulsing around me! Ugh! The bitch was good! In spite of the fact that I had stretched her out so much she was still able to grab me with her muscles and squeeze my cock urgently.

"You want it now, baby?" I asked her, "You want my big dick fucking you, you little whore? You high-class cunt! Are you ready to get fucked, bitch?"

I began to ride her hard, ramming my piece in and out of her juicy cunt, my balls slapping into her clit with every stroke. I slapped her ass to encourage her.

"Comeone, Patrice! Come on you hot little fucker! Move that ass! Show me how much you want it!"

I spanked her redsdened ass as I fucked her, each blow making her squeal as she ground her hips back up at me. I reached below and worked my hand into her sopping pussy, held her labia apart with two fingers so my balls could really knock her senseless. Withg my other hand I reached under her and grabbed her breast, kneading it and feeling how hard it was, pinching her nipple every so often just for a little spice.

She was good. Shed was in superb shape, inside and out, and she squeezed me and milked me as she fucked back and forth and we soon set up a rhythm, our bodies moving opposite each other, up and back, me slamming her hard on every instroke and making the form flesh of her ass quiver.

I felt my cock start to expland, fewlt the wonderful pressure in my balls gathering for release, felt my body begin to stiffen...

 

[honnie]

"Oh Oh Oh, mmmmmmmm uhu uhu uhu uhu, yes yes yes, fuck me, fuck me hard, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

I put me face deep into the pillows to scream as he fuck me over and over again. His balls slapping me with every thrust made the excitement even greater. With my body arched, I could feel him deeper inside me. I moved my ass in a circular motion to take him deeper.

As his hand moved to my breast, the soft touch of his arm under me exsentuated the feeling of him pinching my tit, and I could feel my own juices run down my thigh each time he slammed me.

"OH oh oh oh fuck ya" sreaming into the pillows is all I could get out. His thrusting in and out awhile I was moving back and forth myself created the friction of wild animal fucking lust. My low moand became louder and louder, as I raised from the pillows, arched my back again and let out a squeal of peaked passion.

His hand gripping my ass, slapping now and then, just excited me even more. I fell so nasty, so dirty to fucked like a whore, and his voice rining in my head.. " You high-class cunt! " the music, the fire, and the simple fact we were alone sent me away i obsession.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

I looked down at her sweating, slaving body, the firelight glinting off her smooth skin and my own sweat dripping onto her like rain as I rammed by stiff cock into her sopping cunt, each blow making her ass cheeks shimmy like jello on a plate. She was moaning and panting constantly now, one of her hands grabbing the pillow for all she was worth, the fingers of her other hand stuffed into her mouth as she attempted to stifle her screams of hysterical pleasure.

I was almost there, almost there. I took a second to get up off my knees and instead squatted behind her so I could fuck her harder, deeper and faster. Grabbing the flare of her hips I held her with two hands as I really began to pummel into her. I was delirious with lust, and at this point I didn't care if she had come or not. I only knew that I was close, and that I was going to blow all I had into her sweet, sucking depths.

The sounds of our wet flesh slapping together and our grunts and moans of pleasure drowned out the music, drowned out everything as I headed down the home stretch. She reached back and clawed at my chest, either trying to make me stop or to pull me closer, I didn't know which and I didn't care. At that point my blood was boiling and she couldn't have made me stop for the world.

"Fuck, Patrice! I'm going to come! I'm going to come in your whore cunt! I'm going to fill you with it, you hot slut! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

She groaned and I grabbed her hair, pulled her head back to drive her tight to me and plunged my cock to the absolute depths, to unknown territory deep within her. I froze for an instant, fumbled with the cock strap and ripped it off, freeing the enormous load of cum I had stored up. She whimpered, squealed, and my own eyes rolled back into my head as I felt the jizz burn up through my balls, along the length of my cock and spew into her waiting pussy.

She must have felt me jerk inside her because she suddenly screamed and her body went rigid and trembling as my hard cock pulsed inside of her, shooting out gout after gout of thick, hot come as she took it all.

I gasped and moaned, my body jerked with electric shocks of pleasure as I poured my juice into her, till her legs wouldn't support her any more and she fell forward onto the cushions, my cock still inside her.

I finished like that, laying flat on top of her, squeezing out the last few drops as her moans faded into little satisfiied murmurs.

"Well," I panated as I rolled off her body. "That took the edge off! Now for some serious sex!"

 

[honnie]

As I laid there face down in the pillows, My pussy was still throbing with pulsating beats full of his cum. My body trembled with pleasure. As he rolled off of me and said...

"Well," That took the edge off! Now for some serious sex!"

I was stunned to think that the was more to come. I rolled over, looked into his eyes with my animal look of lust, and smiled at the thoughts of what was to come.

As the cum dripped from my pussy, I sat up, leaned over to kiss him. The smile on his face, was enough for me.

"Im glad I came tonight, I have never been fucked like this before, I only have had images of this kind of sex."

I kissed him again softly on the lips, and dropped back into the pillows next to him, building up my ability to go again.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

"Im glad I came tonight," she said, "I have never been fucked like this before, I only have had images of this kind of sex."

I rolled over so that I could look at her. I like the look a woman gets after she's come: satisfied, relaxed, loving. I kissed her lips tenderly, brushing mine against hers and she sighed, the I lay my head against her breast so I could hear her heart beat as we caught our breath.

Lying on all those pillows by the fire, warm and satisfied, we must have dozed for a bit.

"Come on." I said. "We can't sleep on the floor like this. Let's take a bath."

I pulled her to her feet and we stumbled naked into the master bath where I had a full sized sunken whirlpool. I turned it on ands while it filled with hot water we stpped into the closet-style shower and rinsed off under the ful-body spray.

I threw a little bath oil into the whirl pool, lit some candles and turned off the lights. The master bath looks out on the city through one-way bronzed windows, so we could see all the lights below us winking on and off as the heavy snow continued to fall. Inside, the room was dense with clouds of fragrant steam as I slid down into the water. She tied her hair up to avoid getting it wet, and, as she gracefully entered the bath I felt my lust for her stirring again.

 

[honnie]

The ambiaunce surrounding us as we steped into the whirlpool, was romantic, suductive and cozy. As we entered the water, the warmth sent a chill of lust through my pussy right up my back. I slowly sat in the warm soothing aromic water as he gentelly placed his hands on my shourlders to glide me next to him. As we began to relax I looked into his eyes, smiled... and

in a soft voice.. "It has been to long, what have you been doing with yourself since we last saw eachother...hummm?"

As he began to speak, the candle lite behind him appeared like a halo over his head, and I couldn't resist a smile. He is an angel. Sent to me for a reason; a reason unbenons to me know, but I knew I would adventually find out.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

"What have I been doing?" I asked rhetorically. "Nothing too exciting." I said, but I really was not thinking about my answer. The hot whirlpool had brouight ourt a sheen of perspiration on her face, and the candle light made her look like a bronze sculpture. Her breasts floated just below the level of the swirling water like two luscious islands waiting to be explored, and her hair was still tousled from our recent lovemaking. The candles perfumed the humid air with their intoxicating smell, and I felt myself harden again despite the warmth of the water.

"Looking for someone like you, Patrice." I whispered in her ear as I turned her around and pulled her gently back to me. "Never dreaming that you were her all along."

I held her against me so that she could feel my hard and naked cock pressing against her ass. The water felt wonderful as it rushed around us, hiding us in sensuous clouds of fragrant steam. I couldn't resist kissing the side of her neck as I held her, tasting her sweet perspiration. She moaned and dropped her head to her shoulder to expose more skin to my kisses and tender love bites.

"Tell me more." she whispered. "I love to hear you say things like that."

"What?" I teased, "About what an unbvelieably creature you've become? How I can't help but think of all the lewd and terrible things I want to do to you? How you drive me mad with desire, you gorgeous little tease? Do you feel how hard you've made me? I want to fuck you, Patrice. I want to slide my cock into you and fuck you all night long and never let you go. Should I tell you or should I just show you?"

I moved around her and redirected on eof the powerful underwater jets, aiming directly at where her pussy would be when I held her. Then I took her in my arms again, my body against her back, and held her against me while with one hand I slid down and stroked her pussy softly.

"Raise your legs." I whispered in her ear. "Let me open you to the water."

She did as I said with a sigh, and with my fingers I spread the petals of her sex. I could feel the warm jet of the water against the back of my hand, and from the way she gasped I knew that she felt it as well as it frothed and bubbled around her most sensitive flesh. I had oine arm across her chest holding onto her breast, and I felt her nipple stiffen in my palm as she beagn to moan.

She leaned her head back and turned her face for a kiss, and as I kissed her I could feel her passion rise in the way her tongue played against mine.

 

[honnie]

"Oh how you make me feel as well. No one has ever touched me the way you do. Show me more, make feel alive, make love to me..."

I kissed him, and my body went into a twinge of delight.
As I caressed his hardend cock, I placed in closer to my ass trying to give him a clue that's where I wanted it next. I myself was renewing my climax for his touch just by being so close to him.

As my breasts were bouncing with the flow of the water, the meir ripple of water splashing caused to harden even more. They felt so hard, that the tightness of there agression even I noticed. The forcefullness of the water spray on my pussy, had turned me into a horney lil slut who wanted to be fucked over and over again and again.

I wispered...

"Make love to me, again and again. Make me scream out with passion. Let the art in all your rooms know Im here. Im yours for the taking."

That gleam in his eyes, melted me down. They smoothered me with passion and pleasure that he had as well.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

"Make love to me, again and again. Make me scream out with passion. Let the art in all your rooms know Im here. Im yours for the taking."

Her excitement had risen as fast as mine, and now she pressed her body back against mine as the warm water swirled around and over her open pussy. She reached back and grabbed my hard cock and she rubbed the head up and down in the crack of her ass, finnaly pushing me agaianst her asshole, making me dizzy with desire as I realized she was showing me what she wanted me to do to her. She was wild with lust, telling me to take her completely.

Not here though, not in the confusion of the whirlpool. This was a moment to be savored and experienced to the full. Quickly I lifted myself out of the whirlpool, reached down and almost pulled her bodily from the water. I pressed her too me and we stood there embracing, dripping wet as I ran my hands down to her ass and squeezed her buttocks. She pressed her lips to mine and as I spread her cheeks and found her anus with the tip of my finger she shuddered and pressed her lips harder to mine.

Reluctantly I pulled away from her, I gave her two, big, fresh towels and dried off myslef off as well, wrapped one around my waist and led her across the apartment, across the marble hallway, and up the stairs to the master bedroom, where I took the towel from her and just about threw her on the bed. The rough treatment only seemed to increase her lust and she looked at me with a look that would have melted steel, licking her lips with impatience.

Her look changed temporarily to one of confusion as I went to my nightstand and got a bottle of imported massage gel. "Lie back." I told her and she spread her magnificant body out on the bed, her chest heaving with animal desire.

I raised the bottle high and squeezed a steady stream all over her, on her breasts, her belly, her hips, down one thigh and up the other. leaving heer covered in the gel. It looked like come and she cooed with pleasure.

I fell on top of her, running my hands all over her body, spreading the slippery gel over her skin as she writhed at my touch, getting her all greasy and slick. Her breasts slid under my oily hands like water balloons, and I couldn't keep from sucking her nipples clean as my hand went to her crotch. I spread the gel all over her pussy and ass, up her back, until she was as oily as an eel, her skin glistening in the dim lamp light, looking like some pagan goddess at a torchlit fertility ceremony. I slid my hands along her pussy and up the crack of her ass as she moaned and twisted against me, her lips seeking mine as she whispered, "Fuck me! Take me now! I can't stand this any longer!"

My cock was greasy too from rubbing against her. She was on her belly and I had one arm under her hooked into her cunt, while I ran the other up and down the crack of her ass. She was holding a pillow to her face with both hands, moaning into it and squirming her perfect ass back onto my hands. I found her little rosebud and tickled her there, and she shuddered and dropped her head, raising her ass like a bitch in heat. My finger popped inside and she looked at me with wild and animal desire in her eyes.

"Yes!" she hissed. "There! Take me there!"

I could stand it no longer. I got behind her and fit the head of my cock against her anus as she braced herself with her arms around the pillow.

"Do it!" she growled. "Do it to me! Fuck my ass!"

I pressed my cock forward and she forced herself back, whining with effort, and the big head of my cock popped inside. She screamed. "Wait! Wait!" she said. "Just give me a minte. Oh God you're so big!"

What a scene she was. My bed is specially built, with marble columns in the four corners holding a canopy huing with sheer silk. The walls of my bedroom are dark, and hung with exquisite art, paintings I especially enjoy, exotic yet tasteful, giving my room an elegant yet restrained feel. To have this naked sex goddess writhing on my bed with my cock partially sunk into her virgin asshole amidst these priceless treasure was a rare treat, and I wanted to enjoy every moment, every sensation. I knew no man had ever taken her like this, that she was giving her ultimate and most intimate treasure to me. A woman has nothing more precious to give.

It wasn't easy for her to take me, and she was so worked up, sobbing and begging, that I had to control my lust and give her time to stretch to accomodate me, otherwise she would have skewered herself back on my enormous cock at once. She never complained, never told me to stop. I knew she was scared, but she was wild with excitement at the lewdness of what she was doing. My cock sunk into her slowly, excrucuatingly as she clowed the blankets and panted like an animal.

Finally I was in, and i let out an enormous groan of pure mindless pleasure. I saw her smile with feverish pride that she had managed to take me all, her smile quickly transforming to a look of hot lust as she reached back under her body to stroke my dangling balls with her long nails, and to feel my cock sunk into her rectum.

I looked down at where we were joined. Her back was swayed down to give me room, her enormous tits smashed beanath her chest, her hair strewm wildly around her flushed face as she concentrated on the strange but delicious feeling of having a man in her ass.

"Is it good, darling?" I asked her, gritting my teeth to keep from fucking into her like a wild bull. "Do you like the feel of my cock in your ass? Does it drive you wild?"

"Oh God yes!" she moaned. "Oh, Doctor! I'm your whore, your slut! I feel so stuffed, so filthy! Fuck me, Doctor! Fuck your whore! I'm going to come! Oh God, I'm going to come!"