The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story Chapter 5 part 2

The Sweet Mrs. Rodgers reviles her story
Chapter 5 part 2

Little shivering shudders flow over Annie's body. From head to toe.

They're enough to get her soft breasts jiggling slightly atop her chest as her nipples strain to grow harder and stand up further.

"Ooh..." I coo softly. I'm not sure if Annie hears me or not. She's moaning rather loudly and I'm being fairly quiet. "those boobs look like they need some attention, too!" I wave for Paige to come over. I point her to Annie's breasts and tell her to lick them.

Paige doesn't hesitate. She puts her tongue to Annie's hard nipple and swirls it around the shallow, stiff nub just as Simon is swirling his tongue around Annie's clit. Paige's hands go to Annie's soft mound.

They very gently squish it, her fingertips stroking the tender flesh.

Annie cries out a very deep, and hungry, urgent "OH! SO GOOD!"

Were, she to think about it, she'd realize that there are four hands and two tongues teasing her naked body? Obviously, that means more than just Simon. He currently has one tongue and no hands.

"MM... YES!"

I hold the giggle back from my voice. It's no secret what a girl wants.

At least not to another girl. We know what feels good where. Paige starts to stretch her mouth wide. She very softly sucks Annie's entire, small mound into her mouth as she keeps her tongue teasing Annie's nipple. "Just relax and enjoy it, girl!" I soft tell Annie. She doesn't hear me, she's busy crying out a desperately needy, and loud, "OH, SO GOOD!" The faint shivering shudders flowing along her body start to sharpen a bit, too.

Paige goes on, teasing Annie's breasts. She switches up, alternating between them. Sophie goes on kneading Annie's shoulders, forcing her muscles to stay relaxed even as Annie's pussy sends fiery sparks along her nerves that scream for those muscles to tense. And Simon obediently goes on licking Annie's clit.

I see the goosebumps start to erupt on Annie's breasts and the lips of her pussy. And I see the squirms of her hips growing sharper, harder, more urgent. It tells me that Annie is getting close to the orgasm she's been so slowly building to. It gives me a choice. To let her have or to back Simon off for a few seconds to let her ebb back. If it were Simon, I'd back off. Creeps don't deserve to cum. But I know Annie wants to.

Then again, it has now been at least fifteen minutes, maybe even closer to twenty. I'm certain that it's the longest Annie has ever suffered the budding arousal as she inched toward orgasm. I decide to just do nothing.

It takes a minute, maybe two more. I see Annie's body stiffen up, her hips rising up slightly off the table and hanging there for a moment. I casually put the stiff tip of my crop up between Simon's legs. I lie it against his bare balls. And they are bare. The narrow lace of the panties pulls tightly, cutting into his sack, and squishing one ball to either side of it. I feel the tension race through him as he feels the smooth leather against those very sensitive balls. "I'll tell you when to stop, creep. Don't you dare do anything before you're told." I wiggle the tip of my crop against his furry balls. "You don't want to disappoint your Queen, creepy peasant boy."

About then, Annie screams out a very loud, and breathy "MM! OH!...

YES!" and the tension vanishes from her body. She falls onto the table. But the energy isn't gone. Her fists beat mercilessly on the table beside her. Her hips thrash every which way, almost wildly. Her shoulders thrash, too. It does nothing to dislodge my slaves. It might dislodge Simon if Annie's thighs hadn't clamped so powerfully onto the sides of his head. Now, her thighs hold his head there, dragging him along with her pussy as she thrashes.

Annie screeches out some very satisfied moans. And she squirms hard, shivering just as hard as she does. Her light white skin slowly flushes to a bright pink, a thin film of sweat forming on it as it does.

Her nipples stay rock hard under Paige's skilled tongue.

"I'M DONE!" Annie almost screams out. Her body squirms just as wildly as ever. After a second or so, her hips start to snap, bucking with all her strength. Luckily, her thighs stay locked around Simon's head. "OH!!" Annie screams, her voice breathy and mousy, "I'M TOO SENSITIVE NOW!"

I ignore it. I know her clit is now over-sensitive. That it's feeling every tiny motion against it, Simon's hot tongue, about three times as powerfully as it did before. So powerfully that the intensity almost makes the hot sparks painful and unbearable. But at the same time, those sparks push her hard, holding her arousal high as she flies back to the cusp of a second climax.

"OH, FUCK, NO!" Annie screams out. And she thrashes more energetically than ever. I wiggle a finger at Paige. Paige uses her teeth to lightly nibble the shallow nub of a nipple, holding it firmly captive in her teeth as she flicks the tip of her tongue over it. It's just different than what Annie has been feeling.

"OH!! FUCK ME! NO!! NOT AGAIN!" Annie cries out desperately. Then the first wave of a second orgasm hit her like a tsunami. Instantly she's thrashing so hard that her body is flopping all over the top of the table. And she's screaming out very sultry, deep, almost squeaky moans of ecstasy.

I watch as her hips snap up and down, their motion growing more and more violent. Finally, as she screams away, her thighs fall wide apart. With her knees still bent, her legs start snapping open and shut, trembling hard as they do. It almost looks like her entire body is trembling. It's just too hard to tell with all that flopping! I swear a fish out of water would be jealous of Annie's flopping. Not a single cell of her body isn't tossing itself around.

I tell Simon to stand up. I notice that most of his face, from about the top of his nose down, is glazed with a heavy coat of her shiny, sparkling honey.

It takes Annie several long seconds, no one touching her now, for her body to fall spent and loose on the table. Slowly the tension ebbs, her fists opening, her toes uncurling. She pants very deep and fast breaths.

I give Simon a light tap, on his sore bottom with my crop and scold him for "gawking at a lady far too grand for a mere peasant boy to even lay eyes upon." I make him turn around. It leaves him nothing to see except for Zach standing there with his huge hard cock jutting out.

"You bitch!" Annie finally says. It comes out in a soft, very breathy tone. But I think I see a hint of a smile on her face. I know I can see the satisfaction of that orgasm on every bit of her body.

"You didn't like creepies’ new trick?"

"No... how am I ever going to make him do that when you're not standing there!"

I giggle. I see her problem.

To be continued