《A Ten Pound Bag》Chapter 77.5 – The Cumming of the Shrew
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I took a minute to enjoy the lush body kneeling next to me. She wasn’t centerfold material by any stretch of the imagination. Really, she could use a few sandwiches before she even attempted to wear a bikini. But she was youngish and firm with nicely wide hips and medium sized breasts.
Mary’s eyes were downcast and she was still blushing and crying. Her ass cheek was flaming red by this point and had several noticeable stripes on it from my switch. I’m not a big S&M guy, but still, this was pretty hot at this point.
The hotness factor may have been coming from Mary. On closer examination she appeared to be in full bloom and her nipples looked to be rock hard. She was panting slightly and had a thin sheen of sweat starting on her and her eyes were only half open. She appeared to be consumed with lust. Her odor was simply everywhere..
I reached out and touched one of the swollen nipples. Her eyes flew open and she immediately jerked back and away from me.
Thwack!
“Ahh!” was the new sound she made. The shrieks and cries were gone.
Banshee was halfway across the room, watching with a curious look on her face.
“Close your eyes, Mary, and keep them closed.” I instructed.
Her breath was coming faster now and she was almost panting.
I reached out again and caressed a nipple. It was rock hard and hot. A soft moan escaped from Mary’s mouth.
I looked down at her pussy and could see her swollen pussy lips hanging out and glistening. Her clit was actually visible standing proudly out of the pubic hair. A line of juice was running down her thigh and there was actually a wet spot forming on the blanket between her knees.
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Holy shit, this woman was a true submissive! I’d never seen anything like before.
“Stay still.” I said and then I reached out and pinched both of her nipples hard.
She managed to stay still, but let out a moan, and a quiver ran through her entire body. I think she had a mini orgasm. She was openly panting now and the juices were running down both legs. I could see her clit physically quivering.
Banshee was immediately behind her watching with wide eyes. Public sex was commonplace in lodge houses; communal living made that part of reality. But Mary's was an entirely different level of on-display eroticism.
“How do you feel, Mary?” I asked.
“I want. I want so bad it hurts.” She softly moaned, “Oh my God, please help me…”
“Help you what, Mary?”
“I need. Please help me with what I need.” This girl was actually pleading for it. I’d never seen the like.
I looked at Banshee and gave her the hand signals to reach around and pinch Mary’s nipples. I simulated pinching them hard. She smiled and nodded.
I reached down and placed a finger gently on Mary’s clit. Mary started to shake so I nodded at my new wife and she clamped onto those swollen nipples and clamped down on them hard. She pulled and twisted as soon as Mary reacted.
Mary shrieked and started to shake. I started to harshly strum her clit back and forth while I stuffed two fingers from my other hand deep into her red hot pussy.
Mary went from shaking to a full out convulsion. Her eyes flew open and she started calling out to and thanking the Lord. Ten seconds later, her eyes rolled up in her head and she collapsed. She simply laid out across my lap and lay there twitching and moaning as the aftershocks rolled through her body. I swear, she came for close to five minutes.
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Banshee and I simply looked at each other in wonder. I’d never seen the like in all of my travels. I would have paid a half-pound of fucking gold just to watch it happen, let alone the tidbit actually I paid to actually own it.
I still didn’t have my pants back and Banshee noticed my hard cock sticking out of the blanket. The race was on as she leapt to try and straddle it. I managed to block her. “English first,” I scolded her. She simply frowned at me and then flipped around to give me a clumsy but energetic blow job. It wasn’t a great blow job, but she was working hard.
Out of curiosity, I whacked her ass with the switch, she responded by smiling up at me and then getting back to work with even more enthusiasm. Jeez, I had two of them! This was almost beyond bizarre. I decided to play along and pulled up her dress and began to work her ass as she sucked. She was moaning enthusiastically as we went along. My incredulity at the situation was giving me a level of control I’d never had before.
Her breasts were what set me off. They were small, yet firm, with bullet point nipples, and the moment I pinched one, she moaned deeply and throatily on my cock and my control was gone. With a grunt, I grabbed her hair and forced my cock down her throat while I started to cum. When I saw that she had taken over pinching and pulling her own nipples, I dumped my load in three mighty surges as waves of pleasure rolled through me.
Banshee lay with her head in my lap and we were both shaking. I think she had come also. Mary’s eyes were open again and Banshee looked her, then kissed her. Mary wasn’t ready for that and jerked away. “Kiss her,” I said, and reached out slapped her ass.
There was a moment there that I thought Mary was going to fight me, but she leaned in and shared a gentle kiss with Banshee. I lit a cigarette and watched my new wife and my new slave gently make out on my lap. This road trip was turning out far different than I envisioned.
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