Eleanors Beach
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Emma returned from the bedroom, red faced but breathing hard. "George has made a real mess up the front of his uniform!" she said. "Eleanor and Teresa are still trembling, what have you done to them?" she added.
"I have shown, Teresa that she is not top bitch around here and in order for that lesson to stick, she has to be left as she is till morning!" I stated. I took her arm and led her back to the living room. "You obviously must be Submissive yourself, or at least an exhibitionist, the way you brought our coffees in the other day" I ventured.
"Yes well what of it?" she responded.
"Oh Nothing!" I replied. Leading her over to the sofa, I sat her down and hit play on the video. Her attention was immediately drawn to the action on screen, just in time to see the two black men pull out of the white woman's arse and cunt and send a torrent of white sticky cum over her face and hair.
I noticed at this, Emma licking her lips and an mmh escaped her lips.
"Like the taste of cum, do we?" I asked.
She never even turned her head as she nodded, obviously to engrossed in the scenes before her. I reached over and placed my hand just above her knee. Just a small amount of pressure was needed to have her open her legs. I climbed down on to my knees and crawled between her legs. I began kissing lightly her thighs and started travelling those kisses towards her panty covered cunt.
She opened her legs even wider; her breathing became laboured as my butterfly light kisses covered the expanse of her thigh, almost reached her panty line I stopped. I heard from somewhere above my head the sigh and suddenly felt a hand trying to coax my head back into contact with her thigh. I resisted, backed away slightly before beginning again on her other thigh just above her knee. She visibly relaxed upon my resumption; already I could see the growing dark patch at the entrance to her cunt as her juices soaked into her white cotton panties.
Higher and higher I gently kissed, until my nose made contact with the wet patch in her knickers. She gave an involuntary shudder causing my nose to rub against her cunt. I heard "Oh, yes Ray, take me to heaven" This time I deliberately press my nose to her sweet smelling Cunt, for me there is no finer smell than a freshly aroused pussy, except made be a freshly fucked one.
Rhythmically slowly nodding my head had my nose brushing against her pussy lips and clit. I noted her breathing becoming short rasping breaths. Suddenly I pulled away and sat on my heels. Her eyes flew open and she looked longingly at me. "You want me to continue, slut" I asked. She simply nodded. "What do I get in return, bitch" I added.
"Whatever you command of me, master; is yours, no reservations or restrictions!" she replied.
"Prove your obedience to me, my cum slut" I demanded.
"How master?" she sighed. Go into Eleanor's room and find her Strap on Cock, remove all your clothes and put on the rubber dick, then return!" I said. She immediately got up and slowly removed her clothes, before going out of the living room. About 5 minutes later she returned with the black strap on cock fastened around her waist.
"You want me to fuck you, Master" she asked.
"Not me, slut, But George!" I pointed out.
Her face went white as she said "But Teresa would kill me!"
I replied "No she won't because she will be eager to lick this rubber cock clean afterwards, trust me" I then stood up and taking Emma's hand walked her into Teresa's Room. Teresa and Eleanor were still rocking against each other as yet another climax neared.
Sometime during the night, Eleanor had slipped off Robert and had turned out the lamp. She had pulled a single sheet over them and happily wrapped an arm over her new lover and held him close. As he snored softly, she thought how nice it was to have a real man in her bed after all these years. Her mind wandered for a few minutes while she tried to think of what the future might bring. She knew she wanted Robert in that future. She fell back to sleep and didn't awaken until she felt Robert...
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Eleanor walked slowly toward her apartment. Looking back along the hallway, she smiled a dry, wry smile. She hadn't even entertained the thought that she would flirt with a man, especially not tonight. Yet, Roger was not an ordinary man. He wasn't tall or brutally handsome or even terribly sexy and yet he held a certain fascination for her. He was composed and bright and a good conversationalist. He was trim and well dressed without being a rake or a poseur. She thought back to her first...
‘Kate?’ Ragnar murmured, into the quiet of the evening. ‘Mmmm?’ Kate replied, snuggling deeper into the warmth of Ragnar’s chest, relishing the feel of his hard body so close to hers. She would never grow sick of cuddling this man. ‘Can you turn over for a bit? The baby is kicking me relentlessly.’ Ragnar said apologetically, he didn’t want to disturb her, but he was due up in an hour for taking command of the night rowers, and needed some sleep. And currently his child was kicking through...
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All Characters engaging in sexual activity are over 18. ************************* Waking with a start, Eleanor bolted upright from the furs, unable to distinguish her surroundings from her dream. Feeling a gentle hand on her shoulder, she bolted for the tent opening only to feel his arms tighten around her, pulling her back to him. Panicking in the dim morning light, Eleanor swung round, catching her attacker in the eye. Instantly regretting her action when she saw the poor giant lain on his...
Thank you to everyone who has given me helpful suggestions, I know the last chapter was a bit short, this one is a little too, but I hope you will still like it. Thanks again, Sacrificedangel. ************************* Bruni lost the breath from his lungs at her whispered words, his heart taking a plummet to his stomach, before rising back with hope once more when she said she loved him, his heart ached, it beat so feverishly he thought he was going to fall dead to his cot. In his lap sat...
Thank you to all the readers who have left such encouraging feedback! I welcome any feedback, so even if you mark me low, please let me know why. Ta very much, and hope you like this next chapter. ******************** As the sun rose over the tree covered bay, Ragnar descended into the bowels of the long boat to awaken Bruni. Seeing the hammock empty of his friend’s slumbering form, Ragnar entered the private chamber quietly, checking on Kate first. His lush female was completely stretched...
Lying curled in the front of the low boat, Matilda watched the play of the disappearing stars against the sky. ‘Do you truly believe they are all safe Eirik?’ Matilda asked, nay, almost begged with desperation as she watched the still sea reflect the quickly lightening sky. ‘They will be fine. You said Ragnar should not be long, he wont, he will be reliable as always. No doubt he is already there, and Sibbe has been thrown down a hole!’ The smile that roused from his wife’s mouth was...
It was almost ten years since I last saw Eleanor; I met her again quite by chance, literally bumping into her outside a supermarket. Apologizing and helping her pick up her groceries, she suddenly said "It's Ray isn't it?" Looking up and taking my first real good look at the woman I had collided with, I said "yes, oh my god, Eleanor." She smiled and after some polite chat I asked "are you still into the same things as when we last met?" She nodded and added "although I have no master...
The sun began to peek above the thatched roofs of Loch Carnach as Eleanor moved quickly through the village looking for Kate’s thatch. Situated close to the other reach of forest, Kate’s small tigh looked much like her own, outcasted, out of the community. The only difference was that Kate’s brothers had 2 other small tighs meters from her’s, their own little community. As she crossed the small expanse of empty grass, she saw her, carting her wooded bucket to get water for her brothers. ...
Eleanor walked arm in arm with Kate, steering her around the painful brambles, keeping pace far back behind the dark figure of Ragnar. Shock didn’t cover how Eleanor felt, Ragnar knew of her mother, was told stories of her father and mother’s love by his mamma, Bjorn’s younger sister, how her father Bjorn battled the Scot’s best warriors for the right to marry her mother. And how he had died in an ambush, battling off the Scots men who were incensed at his marriage to their Laird’s Daughter....
Pacing did little to ease his anger. Dammit, when would those bastards stop landing on his shores? Stephan broke his angered path and stormed to the window to view his ground, knowing there were at least twenty boats in the bay, his scout had seen them delivering quick word of the Norsemen arrival. His fists balled at the thought of more of them. He would do as he had planned, the two would hang in the morning, and be left as warning to any entering the bay of the consequences of those...
‘Ragnar, we were wondering how long it would take you!’ Nikolai jumped from the rocks smiling before shaking Ragnar’s hand. Lowering his voice, Nikolai tried to keep his anger and apprehension from showing. ‘Where is my brother?’ ‘He is coming soon Nikolai.’ ‘And he brings the female?’ Ragnar glanced quickly at Nikolai, an expression of shock crossing his face before his usual calm returned to him. ‘What do you know of her?’ ‘I know that Bruni told me the contract had to be fulfilled.’...
Sibbe watched as the two remaining hired guards returned from the woods, their footsteps slow and their faces wore a grim mask. She knew they had failed in their task of capturing Anika and Varin. She scrutinized every movement as they passed glances to one another before stopping at the steps as their two satchels landed at their feet with a resounding crack against the stone work. ‘There is your food for the day and night. You are being paid a vast fortune for your work and I expect to get...
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‘Shhhhh will you Cal! You want the bastards to hear us?’ Domhnall whispered. ‘You’re sure you saw her come here?’ ‘Yes, I saw here arrive with the gypsy whore’ Cal replied. ‘Remember Cal, Eleanor’s mine, you kill anyone who tries to come after us, stay in the woods.’ Domhnall spoke, the venom barely concealed. Eleanor was going to pay for not being in the village last night, his Da might have been saved if the barbarians had been given the bitch. Well, he was going to have his fun with her...
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