Unholy Arts Scenes
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Madame Leduc was in a state of yet unsated sexual desire when Paul Arden, completely spent and exhausted after three violent orgasms, collapsed into a deep, half-drunken stupor, and in disgust she had left him there atop the bed, taking her mastiffs beside her as she set off to find her husband and the proud little American bitch. Her loins ached for further satisfaction and although she had been tempted to let Vailante perform the feat as only the gallant brute could, her lascivious desire to include the voluptuous blonde in the orgiastic ritual took precedence.
Of course, she knew where to find them and that the main door to the suite would be locked, but there was the entranceway that offered ingress through the adjoining sitting room and she would use that. She was certain that Alex wouldn't mind. He never did, and often she had joined in, making his affairs into delightful threesomes. Nevertheless, she moved quietly, until she and the dogs filled the doorway from where she could watch the naked couple on the bed.
Instantly, sight of the girl's entrancing nude body spurred her own passion. She was absolutely delicious to look at. She was presently kneeling on her hands and knees between her Alex's legs, her small hand wrapped around the base of his cock with several inches of it engorged in her mouth, her beautiful long, blonde hair a mass of wild entanglement as she wildly sucked at the hardened rod of flesh fucking into her mouth.
Poor child, a rank amateur, Danielle Leduc thought, but certainly putting her soul into it. She would come along in time, with proper instruction. Silently, she stripped away her toga, caressing her own sensitive breasts and stomach, finally dropping her hands to her still moist and hot, palpitating pubic mound. She separated the hair-lined lips and turned toward Sable who immediately moved in close to lap her long thin tongue up through the wide split aperture. Tingling sensations spiraled along Danielle's spine each time the massive animal's tongue lavished her clitoris. Sable had always been better at this than Vailante, she thought, as she bent a little forward and spread her ass- cheeks for his long, hot tongue. He was terribly jealous and had been known to bite Sable when his mistress showed partiality. Danielle tried not to play favorites, but more often than not she did, she knew, especially when she needed Vailante's long animal prick inside her to bring her satisfaction.
Suddenly, there was a little commotion on the bed and she looked up to see that they had changed positions. Alex had put the girl on her back and had climbed astraddle of her breasts. Then, came a deep gurgling sound from Janet's throat as Alex, a sadistic grin on his face, took her brutally by the hair, pulling her head off the mattress, at the same time thrusting forward to ram the thick, turgid head of his cock deep into her gaping mouth. Danielle held her breath in mesmerized rapture. Momentarily, she feared the girl would choke from the sheer size of the magnificent organ buried between her puckered lips. But she didn't... she sucked at it hungrily, as though she had been waiting for all eternity for this one magic moment and Danielle knew exactly how she felt.
Alex raised to his knees and with one hand holding Janet's head up by the hair and the other sunk deep in her wide-split crotch behind him, he began buffeting her body cruelly up and down on the bed, between his legs. Danielle watched with envy as the girl's tight elastic lips sucked with all their might on the instrument fucking into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowing on the out-stroke and expanding obscenely on the in stroke. The child's eyes were glazed with a wild, ecstatic film of animal lust that sent a shiver of excitement through her own naked body, and she began to gyrate and undulate her hips at the lapping tongues of her two precious animals.
Through the daze of her own mounting pleasure, she saw Janet's soft mouth clasping greedily the growing white penis sawing into her face. The thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to it as though held there by some unseen fingers. Alex grinned lewdly above her as he fucked her mouth and watched the girl's lust-contorted face suck and lick it like a hungry child with a first stick of candy. She had taken both hands and placed them behind Alex's swaying buttocks, one cheek in each hand, and was pulling them demoniacally to her. Danielle could see thick, white fluid dripping from the corners of her mouth and running in tiny rivulets down her hollowing cheeks. The girl was reveling in the cruel humiliation Alex was subjecting her to... a masochistic light shining strangely in her glazed eyes.
She was sucking at the white expanding cock like a wanton whore, and the thick, pummeling instrument seemed to disappear into a strange, lengthened fusion of her face as Alex drove with hollowing buttocks forward like a pile-driver, sinking far into the girl's mouth until the coarse pubic hair of his loins brushed the tip of her nose. His balls dancing beneath, slapped in unison with his thrusts hard against her upraised chin.
Danielle shuddered again as her dogs' tongues flicked relentlessly between her spread legs, stopping sporadically to curl their way deep into her. Alex was going to cum, she knew, and dimly she thought he would strangle the girl...
And as she watched, her husband jerked his cock suddenly from Janet's sucking lips, holding the huge, red gland about two inches away.
"Oh no, no... Master, please... I want it! I want it!" Janet groaned, trying to pull him to her, her mouth gaping wildly at his jumping prick.
But, before she could close her widely open lips over it again, it began spewing hot, sticky cum directly into the searching cavern of her mouth that was ovalled wide to receive it. The thin, quick spurts streamed from it like milk from a cow's udder, filling her mouth to the brim. Janet swallowed voraciously, trying not to lose a drop of the hot, lust-inciting fluid as her adam's-apple bobbed up and down rapidly trying to keep up with the wildly ejaculating cock squirting its lewd sperm into her face. Danielle groaned at the obscene picture of the girl's self- inflicted humiliation, as Alex's prick throbbed out its last remaining streams of liquid and thin strings of the hot, sticky fluid ran down from the tip of his penis to her glistening wet lips, and as she watched, Janet desperately lifted her head off the bed to take the deflating shaft between her lips.
"All right," Danielle whispered to Vailante and Sable. "That's enough. Good God, I'll cum right here," she said, smiling and patting the great heads of both animals. Then, she heard Janet speak.
"Please... please, Master," she whimpered. "I'm going mad inside. Please... you must fuck me! Now... now!"
Leduc chuckled. He had rolled off her and was lying stretched out once more. "In due time you will be fucked, bitch... that is if I feel you have earned it."
"Dear God, haven't I done everything you told me to? Have I disobeyed... ?"
"Your sucking is miserable," said the doctor shortly. "No question but what I'll have to let the Madame give you a few pointers."
Danielle stepped into the room, the mastiffs beside her. "Did I hear my name?" She smiled as she approached the bed.
Janet gasped, raising to her knees in shocked astonishment at the sight of the beautiful naked woman.
"Oh, it is all right, ma chere," Danielle said with a little flourish of her hand as she crawled onto the bed beside them. "I've come to join your little party, not upset it."
"So... and how did you enjoy my little pet's young husband?" Leduc questioned his wife with a light grin.
"Vigorously, for a short while, but his staying power left something to be desired," said the Madame. "However, I don't suppose I should have expected much else, the way your protege here has been denying him. He was bursting."
Janet listened, her mouth agape as they spoke of her husband. She could scarcely believe her lack of pain or concern for Paul or what had happened to him. Her glazed, drugged brain was too filled with her own starved and unsated passion, while her belly and loins ached in seething unfulfilled lust.
Dear God! What now... now that she's come? I'm going out of my mind! My cunt is on fire... !
Then, the Madame's hand reached forward to touch and caress her breast and Janet experienced another new sensation she had never before known. She gasped, momentarily closing her eyes, as she heard the doctor's lewd chuckle. The long, gentle, slim fingers caught at her nipple, rolling it and squeezing it in a tender, understanding way that only a woman could know. Janet began to tremble all over at the strange forbiddenness of the situation. Her upbringing had never accepted this sort of thing, let alone any of the vile degrading acts she had already let herself sink to. But at the moment her whole being was in torment with her unfulfilled lust, and she couldn't, had she wanted to, resist the handsome woman's advances,
The alien fingers crept over her like spiders as they gently forced her onto her hack, her head against the pillow beside the doctor whom she knew was watching in vile delight. Then, she closed her eyes even tighter as she felt the woman's soft lips engulf the nipple of her left breast, all the knob-like areola, all of the berry-like nipple with a swiftly flickering tongue that sent urgent, taunting messages radiating outward along nerves to her brain... to sweet conditioned responses.
Slowly, Danielle slithered up her body until their faces were level with each other, and her thigh crept up Janet's twining around it, her soft, curling fleece of pubic hair brushing warmly again that of her own. Then, her lips found Janet's with an agile, pliant, soft, sweet, knowing possession, and her tongue fluttered into her mouth.
And, in spite of her shame at the thought of another woman touching her, Janet could not help responding. She sucked at the invading tongue as Danielle's hand trailed over her tormented body with fascinating touches, running over her breasts, her sides and back, their bodies finally locking together as the caressing hand reached her buttocks and pulled them apart to stroke the raw little anus delicately with her finger.
At last, Danielle raised above her, taking Janet's left breast in her hand, her fingers teasing the still distended nipple. She let her eyes rove over the lovely blonde girl's voluptuous nakedness as if they were alone in the room. Finally, her voice trembled as she said, "I am going to make you come like a fountain, ma chere... no, like a volcano!"
Janet moaned, "Oh yes, yes, please..."
"I will, cheri," Danielle panted, and commenced to slide away... down the trembling, passion-filled body.
Janet raised her head to watch in half revulsive captivation as Danielle nestled her face into the hollow of her opened thighs. She felt the soft kisses on her skin, on the tender creases, felt the hot puffs of breath, and then... the magic tongue licking the cleft, simply licking in long strokes from the bottom to the top, not entering yet, but bringing an involuntary slight lifting of the loins with each slow up-lick of tongue on sensitive labia
Janet's clitoris hardened even more as it peeked out further to enjoy a grazing tickle from the tongue. She hissed and rolled her head slowly back and forth on the pillow. Danielle eased her tongue inside at the bottom of the cleft and drew it up... up toward the tingling clitoris.
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Hi everyone, this is Rahul () from Delhi. This is my first time writing narrating a story so I am very sorry for any shortcomings. Any advice from your end will be greatly appreciated and will help me write better stories for you in the future. So sit back, enjoy yourself and get wet. Let me describe myself to you first I am a 23 year old guy from Delhi, tall, fair and handsome, not very thin but not overly muscular too. This incident happened to me a couple of months ago, I was travelling to...
Hi all, this is Rookie again back after a long break. Well am still hoping you guys remember your five star writer? Coming straight to the point, the story I am going to narrate today is about a guy called Rohit. Rohit was a average looking guy with an average body. He always wanted to become a teacher in school right since childhood. He was very fascinated with the way everybody would stand up and wish as the teacher entered the class room, the way teacher controlled the class. He had decided...
I imagined that we were both lay asleep in each others arms, I wake and see you there and feel your presence. I gently reach across while you are still sleeping and softly touch the hair on your arm as you lay on your side, stroking the soft down. My touch is almost imperceptible like a whisper of an angel’s wing. I move closer so I can feel your breath on my face, your even breathing is somewhat soothing to me as I feel the proximity almost too much to bear. I can feel the fine hair on our...
January 16, 1980 On Thanksgiving day the price of silver had been a respectable $16.19 and everyone in the business of investing was talking about the scarcity of silver. Your average person on the street was becoming aware that something quite unusual was happening in the silver market. The CBS, NBC, and ABC were now talking about the price of silver during the evening news. On Christmas, the price of silver was $24.60. If Thanksgiving dinners had quiet conversations about the price of...
Seeing me and her friend Sneha and all the mess we had created, my ex-girlfriend Swathi was fuming with anger. Swathi: Better tell me what is this all about? From when did this start? Sneha: Relax, Swathi. Swathi: How could you do this to me? Sneha: Come on, Swathi. You have not spoken to him in 3 years and you are married now. Don’t tell me you still want him and he can’t enjoy his life. Swathi: And you are engaged, Sneha. Does your fiance know this? And Rahul was my boyfriend for 3 years...
I was on my way home from work one night. It was rather chilly. Nevertheless, the windows were rolled down on my 2007 BMW. I was in a hurry to get home, and was doing about 80 in a 55. There was relatively no traffic, and like I said, I was in a hurry. I go around the bend and I see the blue lights in my rear view mirror. Pissed, I slam my hands down on the steering wheel. Head hung, I hear ‘License and registration.’ To my surprise there was a lady cop standing at my window. She was about 5′...
Hi everybody!!! This is raju here…25 years of age.. I am a call guy from pune … i have a good physique and great guns… i satisfy all my customers.. Around 6 regular ones.. All to the heights of haven… they all come back asking for more n more… i have always kept their identities a secret…. My other job begins at night… let me tell you how this all began… i was in the college when it all started… we had leased one of our house to punjabis… it was a family of 4.. Husband, a sardar… wife and...
IncestIt was 5:30pm on a Saturday and Paul was sitting on the edge of his bed playing video games. As the final man of the opposing team gunned him down to end the game, he tossed his controller beside him and sighed in frustration. “Damn. Thought I had him there.” he said to himself. There was also a party being thrown tonight.
"Hey, I've got a great idea," Steve said, after Steve watched Fran rub his cum into her breasts and imitate his sister's masturbatory moans. He jumped up from the bed and moved to the window where the cameras were still set up and ready to go. Fran stopped her breast rubbing and moaning and turned toward Steve with a questioning look. "You go down to the patio and do yourself on the lounge and I'll film it on the same tape with Carla." "Well..." "Hey, it's ok," Steve assured...
I gave a second jerk when I saw how Edwina was dressed! No wonder she was drinking -- she was in the same 'maid's uniform' as Irene! There was a gasp and a couple of audible gulps as the male contingent took in THAT surprise! Apparently, everything necessary was in the drawers in the bedroom, not just the fishnet body suit and the skirt and petticoat setup or whatever you call it, because Edwina's legs, revealed as narrow and somewhat bowed -- both outward and back -- were encased in...