The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story Chapter 5:

The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story
Chapter 5:
 
While Simon stays there, on his knees, swallowing to try and get the taste of cum out of his mouth, a hopeless idea, I have a quick whispered conversation with Annie. "I have one more lesson for creepy there. Proper pussy eating. Skanky would be rather pleased to volunteer her pussy as his practice dummy. Or, if you'd care to volunteer yours, I can assure you that I will teach creepy to take very good care of it. I said I wouldn't force you, and I won't. But I'd love to see you volunteer..."

"You want me to get naked, too, and let him eat my pussy while everyone watches?"

"You could put it like that. The other choice is its skank's pussy. I'm just afraid creepy might enjoy the unfamiliar, young, and rather sweet pussy, a little more than he deserves..."

"Oh, he would love to eat her. It would be like a hall pass for him to be with another woman." Annie thinks on it for a minute. "You're never going to tell anyone, right? And... just creepy, right?"

"Yes, to both. I won't tell anyone, and only creepy gets to service your pussy."

Annie sighs. "What do you want me to do?"

"Stand in front of creepy and make him watch you take your clothes off. Then go lie on that nice massage table and I'll see to everything."

"Fine..." Annie says. She gets to her feet. She stands in front of Simon.

Now Simon's eyes are now fully on Annie. There's a lot of question on his face, too, as if he's wondering if she's going to help me torment him, or relieve him, or walk off and leave him to me.

Annie is a pretty woman. She's about 5'6" tall, just slightly shorter than Paige. She's lean, too, although there is a trace of widening to her hips. I'm sure that's a souvenir from the twins. She has a long, oval face. It looks like her hair is black, but it's been dyed mostly blond with only a few dark streaks left in it. She has lovely green eyes over a sightly long, and defined nose. And she has a wide mouth framed with a pair of plump lush light-pink lips. She has a slightly long jawline, but it has soft and rounded features.

Today Annie is wearing a close-fitting white blouse. It has an all-lace top to it, the lace beginning just above her breasts and rising over her shoulders. The lace lets me see the straps of a black bra through it.

With it, she has a pair of snug-fitting jeans cut low on her hips. And a pair of UGGs on her feet.

I haven't given her any specific instructions. She slips her boots off, picks them up, and sets them in her chair. A pair of socks soon follow. Then she rises back up and pulls her blouse over her head it bears a black bra with full cups that are foam lined. The cups have a narrow band around her back and a narrower strip of ribbon where they join.

Simon's eyes are now almost captivated as he watches Annie take her clothes off. He definitely wasn't expecting it. She slips her jeans down, revealing a spankable offense. A white pair of panties that doesn't come close to matching her bra! She should be glad that she's not here to play! But they are fairly sexy panties. They're like a wide band of stretchy lace around her hips. It's cut low, and its bottom is cut high. It leaves a triangle of white silk under the lace visible as it covers her pubes that flows down below the bottom of the lace to do it.

Now Annie takes her bra off that bares a pair of soft and small breasts. But breasts that are still fully rounded. They lie back against her chest, making a small crease. They're also very slightly lopsided, her right breast appearing to be a millimeter or so higher on her chest. Her mounds are topped with a pair of very wide, and very light, purple-tinged pink rings. From the center of each ring, a wide, but short, nipple that's a hair deep in color, swells its rounded head up.

Then Annie slips her panties down. It reveals her fully shaven pubes.

Maybe she expected Simon to see her after their time here.

Whatever, her pubes are definitely freshly shaven and that lets me see the long, narrow lips of her decently puffy pussy. It even lets me see the ridgeline of lightly pink inner folds that rises into her wide slit. And it lets me see that her legs are slender. Even with her feet close together, I can see every bit of her mound. I can see a flat stomach. A very gentle curve to her waist, and then a more prominent curve to her hips. Hips that show me the tops of her bones despite their slight wideness.

Annie turns her back to Simon as if she's going to walk away. She stops, then wiggles her bottom at his face. It's a cute bottom, with very fully rounded cheeks that have only the slightest of softness to them. Barely enough softness to allow them to jiggle slightly in front of Simon's eyes. Annie goes over to the table.

I clip a leash to Simon's collar and snap for him to come with me.

Annie lies on her back, her hands at her sides. She puts her feet up on the table, bending her knees, offering access to her pussy. Simon eagerly watches her get into a missionary position, and I'm certain that he's praying I might let him have her. After all, she is sort of his girlfriend. I'm fairly confident that means they're intimate. Otherwise, I doubt Annie would be on that table.

I lead Simon over to stand at the foot of the table, between where Annie's feet are resting. Annie looks only slightly uncomfortable, and it's not the table. She sighs deeply. "This had better be good." It's a very mute voice, one that's not nervous at all, but still, one that's unsure. She raises her voice and firms it up a bit as she adds "and you'd better not screw with me!" I interpret that to mean I'm only invited to do what we discussed, not to whip her or anything. But I never thought she'd care to be whipped.

I gently ease her lips aside with my fingers. For Annie, I use a rather detached and professional touch, as if I was doing this on a patient, not a lover. It shows the long ridge of her inner folds. They're a light shade of pink. They're long and loose, beginning at the top of her slit as a single ridgeline, then rolling into a wide, hard knot as they separate into loose, soft folds. From that hard knot, which is little more than a couple of strips of thin, taut pink flesh, I can see the marble-wide tip of her clit poking its head up. Clearly, Annie is ready for some attention of her own. She must have been enjoying "the Simon show!" I can see a nice layer of her honey coating all of her pinkness. It's a fairly clear honey, thicker than oil, but not so thick that it would be creamy. More like the gooiness of a man's cum. And I can sniff her slightly sweet and light muskiness.

I point to the hard nub of her clit. I swat Simon on his sore bottom with my hand. "I know you're just a stupid stable boy, so listen to your betters. That is this very kind lady's clitoris. That is what you are going to pay attention to. Is that clear, creepy?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Simon answers me.

I hold my hand out behind Simon, and Sophie fetches me a pair of panties. I told her to peek at Simon's sizes as she put his clothes up and to subtract one so that they'll be tight on him.

The panties are pastel pink. They're high cut on the hips, leaving a steep V of silk in the front fringed with plenty of pink lace. Except in the back. There, it's a T-back, with a narrow strip of lace that pulls tightly into Simon's crack, opening to a small V above as it fades into the waistband. I let Sophie pull them up and put them on Simon.

They're as tight on him as I'd hoped. And in front, they're nowhere near big enough to cover the shaft of his cock. Instead, they pull the shaft snug against his pubes, leaving the top of it rising above the waistband. And letting him feel the feminine silkiness against it.

I tell Simon to put his lips to Annie's pinkness, stretching his mouth wide enough that his lips surround her nub without touching it. I hold her lips apart as he lowers his face. With his hands still locked to the back of his neck, he's not going to be spreading those lips himself.

But once his mouth is there, I release her lips, letting them close gently around his.

"Now put your tongue to the underside of that nub. Softly. Barely touch it." I pause for several seconds, giving him plenty of time to do it "now suck, gently... a hair more..." I watch as the sides of his cheeks pull inward as he starts sucking. "Good creep! Now very slowly move that filthy tongue of yours. Circle it around the nub. Don't lick over it, around it. Keep it touching the nub, but lightly. And go very slowly.

Don't flick it, just swirl it slowly."

I don't have to guess when Simon starts doing that. Annie tells me.

Her mouth opens wide, and she purrs out a loud, and hungry,

"UMMM!"

I leave Simon at it. But I stand right over him with my crop in hand, just in case I see some sign that he's getting too eager.

It doesn't take Annie long to start feeling it. Seriously feeling it. She purrs her moans louder, and more urgently, with every swirl. She doesn't lie too still either, fidgeting and squirming about. As her squirms begin to get energetic, Annie realizes what I'm doing. "MM! It's so good! You're going to make this take forever, aren't you?"

I giggle. "Creepy needs lots of practice! Just relax and let him lick you."

Annie doesn't argue. She purrs as her hips squirm, lifting up slightly as if grinding her pussy against his mouth. It forces me to keep a close eye on Simon to ensure that he keeps his mouth wide enough open that Annie doesn't have anything to grin that pussy against.

After a couple of more minutes, with Annie now moaning loud and urgently, I see her fists pound hard against the table. I can see her head rolling from side to side now, too. I would bet that Annie's pussy is aching badly, and very sweetly, to cum by now. I know that ache.

It's the pounding ache with the hot sparks shooting through it that drives me crazy.

I summon Sophie. I did assure Annie that only Simon would touch her pussy. I never said anything about the rest of her. I tell Sophie to gently massage Annie's shoulders as she lies there. Sophie begins, giving Annie as tender of a massage as Sophie would give me.

Sophie gets a single knead of those muscles in. Instantly the tension begins to ebb from Annie's body. She relaxes. Simon swirls his tongue around her clit. And now that she's relaxing, Annie feels the sensations more powerfully. As if the hot sparks erupting in her clit are hotter and sharper. As if they burn hotter as they shoot along her nerve lines. It gets her aroused even more. And that gets her moaning out needier cries.

To be continued