The Sex Hypnotist
by Scott O'Hara


FOREWORD

Roland Damian was the kind of man who never wanted to take no for an answer when it 
came to experiencing the charms of a beautiful woman.

The thing that distinguished Roland from scores of other men who felt the same way, 
however, was the ability he possessed through the art of hypnosis to get women to come his 
way without them even realizing how he had exerted such thought control.

If there was one situation of which Roland was master in all the instances that occurred in 
his busy life as a professional hypnotist, it was the gorgeous, starry-eyed young girl who 
would visit him in his office and beg that he turn her life around in a meaningful direction. If 
the girl was concerned about a romantic reversal he was even happier to assist.

A beautiful blonde by the name of Patty Davis visited Roland one day, relating to him that 
she was an eighteen-year-old virgin who was afraid to have any kind of contact with the 
opposite sex, even of a social nature. Under further probing from Roland she admitted that 
her father had brainwashed her to behave herself to the point where she froze up even at the 
sight of an attentive male.

Roland could hardly wait to put the beautiful blonde under hypnosis, and after he did he 
brought Patty quickly out of her nervous wilderness. It pleased Roland no end to see the way 
that young Patty sexually responded to him.

Time and again, Roland responded to situations like Patty's, and the major motivating 
force in each instance was not so much the money he derived through fees, but the 
enjoyment attendant with having sex with beautiful young women.

"The Sex Hypnotist" is all about a modern daredevil who loves the challenge of responding
to varying female sexual needs. Once that he brings his subject into his orbit, Roland is often 
stimulated enough to go back for more of the same.

-The Publisher

CHAPTER ONE

Nothing that Roland Damian had heard on the telephone could have prepared him 
properly to receive Patty Davis.

What had startled Roland so much upon seeing young Patty stroll into his office was how 
sexy she looked. She wore a bright blue dress that coincided beautifully with the sea-blue 
shade of her eyes. He liked the size of her beautiful blue eyes, and the redness of her luscious 
lips. As for her hair, it had the scintillating radiance of sunshine on a bright day. He looked at 
her beautiful breasts, then let his eyes drop down to her legs. She stood about five-five, and 
was as well put together as any woman that Roland Damian had ever met.

He led her into his private office, then asked her to sit down across from his desk. He 
eased his long, lean body into his leather folding chair, then took another look at Patty.

It wasn't that Roland Damian was totally unaccustomed to meeting beautiful girls. He had 
known and conquered many in his life. It was just that in this case, young Patty had sounded 
so apprehensive. She had related briefly her problem to him on the telephone, a lack of being 
able to communicate with the opposite sex. From her fearful tones, and the way that she had 
related her problem, Roland had expected to encounter a homely young girl. Instead he was 
peering into the eyes of a luscious eighteen-year-old who, from the stand point of maturity, 
could passed for older.

"I must say I'm surprised," Roland began candidly.

"What's so surprising?" Patty quickly replied.

Roland reached up and ran his fingers through his dark hair. He focused his eyes on her a 
few seconds more, then continued.

"You see, judging from the way you talked, I didn't expect to encounter anybody so 
beautiful," he said. "I can't imagine how somebody like you could be experiencing problems 
with the opposite sex at all. I mean, not when you're so physically attractive, and in person you
give the appearance of being a fairly confident girl. You sounded so much more fearful on the 
telephone."

At that point Patty burst into tears.

"I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "Here I've confused you. It seems like no matter what I try and 
do, it's wrong."

Roland jumped up from his chair. He walked over and did his best to comfort the young 
girl. He placed his hand on her right shoulder, then began to stroke her hair.

"Don't feel badly," he said. "I just meant I was a little surprised. I want you to tell me what 
it is that makes you encounter all these problems with men."

"I guess it might be because my father was always telling me how sinful it was to have 
sex," she shook her head. Then, too, about a year ago when I had a boyfriend that I was 
interested in, one time I brought him home and dad insulted him. He told me afterwards 
never to see him again. He said he thought the guy was interested in no more than having sex
with me. He's always transmitting these fears to me."

"Do you have to pay any attention to him? I mean, you can play along with him at home, 
but when you get out on your own can't you do your own thing?"

"I keep thinking about what he says all the time," she shook her head. "It makes me freeze 
up. I'm a virgin and the word has gotten around school that I'm a very cold person. I don't 
believe I am. But the guys keep saying I'm frigid sexually. It's so frustrating."

Once more young Patty broke down in tears. Roland once again comforted her, running 
his fingers through her hair, then throwing his arms around her protectively.

"No need to get upset," Roland told her. "Just relax, my dear. Everything will be all right."

"Do you really think you can help me," she looked up into his eyes expectantly.

"I honestly believe that I can," he replied. "You see, what you need, my dear, is to get some
confidence instilled in you. I can see now why you decided to go to a hypnotist. Very clever 
thinking on your part. All I've got to do is transplant the right message in your brain. That will 
make you into a new person. I think I can instill all kinds of confidence in you, so you can face 
the opposite sex about any problem at all. And that's what you want. Isn't that right?"

"Oh, yes. Don't get the impression I want to become promiscuous or anything like that. I 
just want a nice, wholesome relationship and, once the right guy comes along, I want to be 
ready for him. I want to be prepared to let myself go. I don't want to run off in a state of fear."

"Of course you don't."

The longer that Roland Damian stared at the gorgeous creature before him, the harder it 
was for him to contain himself. His crotch was bulging with excitement. As he kept staring at 
Patty, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his trusty watch and chain, holding it up 
before her. He began to move the gold watch chain pendulously from side to side.

"All right, my dear, I will hypnotize you right now," he said in his soft, resonant tone. "I 
want you to keep your eyes focused on the watch. I want you to observe it very closely. I want 
you to relax. Let yourself go. Let yourself completely go. Yes, Patty, my dear. You must let 
yourself go completely." As for himself, Roland had constructed a plan in his mind. He would 
help young Patty. He would give her her first opportunity for an experience with a man. He 
was looking forward to breaking the cherry of this beautiful, young, eighteen-year-old virgin 
who was sitting across the desk from him.

He watched as she stared ever so blankly at the watch. He recognized that she had already
moved into a state of hypnotic concentration. He was happy that young Patty was such a 
good subject. He was planning on seeing to it that he succeeded to the maximum extent with 
her.

"All right, my dear, you will follow the messages that I convey in your mind," he said. "You 
will do exactly what I tell you. You feel very good. You feel very relaxed. But now you're 
beginning to feel very sexy. Yes, you're beginning to feel so sexy that you will start to take off 
your dress."

Roland watched with great pleasure as his beautiful young client reached out behind her 
body and began to unbutton her dress.

"You will get up from your chair," he continued further. "You will get up and take off the 
dress. You will remove it without any fear or inhibition. I want you to completely let yourself 
go."

She got up from the chair, then finished removing her dress. As she stepped out of it, his 
cock hardened some more as he observed her beautiful body. He loved the smooth glow of 
her ivory skin, and he longed to reach out and touch her. He would do so in time, but for now 
he would concentrate on getting completely undressed. He was certain that he would receive 
a splendid fuck from her, one that would make him feel great.

As she continued to stand there in her panties and bra, Roland got set for his next step.

"Remove your panties and bra," he said. "Very slowly, my dear. Take your time. You're 
warming up. Oh, yes. You can feel the sexual excitement mounting within every crevice of your
body. You can particularly feel it between your legs. Yes, darling, your crotch is on fire. Your 
wild cunt is in a state of great eagerness and readiness. You want to fuck. Yes, in just a few 
moments, you'll be prepared to fuck. But for now, you're feeling these hot waves of 
excitement. You're going to continue to feel them. So reach out and undo your bra."

Roland watched with continuing delight as the beautiful young blonde undid her bra 
straps, letting her bra drop to the rug. His eyes sparkled as he fixed them on her warm, ready 
breasts. He liked the size of her firm tits, and Roland looked forward to reaching out and 
touching them.

"All right, my sweet," he continued in his same, smooth, methodical tone. "Now I want you
to reach down and slide your fingers against your panties. I want you to slide the panties 
down your legs and off of you. Yes, my sweet. I want you to strip completely. Take everything 
off. My darling, yes, it's very important that you strip completely. You want to be totally naked.
If there's one thing you like, it's being in an uninhibited state. You don't know the meaning of 
the word no where the word Roland is concerned. You want Roland. You want to please 
Roland in every way that is pleasing to Roland sexually. It's up to Roland to tell you just what 
you will enjoy sexually. The only important fact for you to remember, Patty my sweet, is that 
it's up to you to please Roland in whatever way he desires for you to."

Roland watched as Patty slid her panties down her legs. In a matter of seconds, she 
stepped out of them. She looked down between her legs toward her pussy. As she stared at it,
so did Roland. The longer that Roland stared at it, the more he recognized that he was subject
to being placed in a hypnotic situation of his own, despite the fact that he was the controlling 
party. He kept looking at her vanilla colored pubic snatch. His cock maintained a state of 
erection. He was ready to launch into some wild screwing. He wanted some beautiful sex from
this glorious hunk of young femininity who stood before him.

"That's very good," he said. "Now you're completely naked. I want to leave you with this 
one message before I snap you back into a state of consciousness, my dear. A message that 
you will do anything that Roland requests. Your sole goal at this point when you wake up will 
be to please Roland. Now you're coming out of it. I will snap my fingers. At the point wherein I
snap my fingers, you will be in a state of consciousness."

Before he snapped his fingers. Roland reached down with his right hand. He unzipped his 
trousers, then reached inside of his shorts. He pulled out his long, dangling prick, which he 
fingered ever so soothingly. Back and forth he let his fingers pump. He kept up his stirring 
finger pace for a few more strokes, after which he released his fingers from his dick.

"Now you will come to," he said. "You'll wake up, my dear, and your one and only thought 
will be that of pleasing Roland."

He crisply snapped his fingers, then watched as Patty blinked her eyes open. The gorgeous
young woman moved quickly toward him. She immediately threw her arms around Roland, 
after which she pushed her tongue inside of his mouth. He loved the way that she Frenched, 
and immediately he responded with some swift, determined tongue stabs of his own. Back 
and forth he effectively worked his tongue, letting it skirt ever so eagerly as it twisted and 
turned against her tongue. He kept up a swift, decisive pace, seeking to match her on a 
stroke-for-stroke basis. He loved the way that Patty had responded under hypnosis. She was 
one of the most coachable subjects that he had ever encountered. He knew that he was in 
store for quite a series of sensations, and the only problem he faced was that of not letting 
things get out of hand prematurely. After all, he wanted to see to it that he got just the right 
kind of sex from her, and that he enjoyed every bit of it to the ultimate.

The anxieties that riddled his entire body were such that he could have gotten his rocks off
at any instant. But he did not want to do so. He wanted to stretch things out, to enjoy sex to 
the fullest extent.

It was Roland who broke the French kiss. He look ed into lovely Patty's eyes, then reached 
down and grabbed her breasts. He loved letting his fingers cling to her hot jugs. Back and 
forth he let his fingers twist and turn. He moved them with absorbing passion, enjoying every 
stimulating touch. His fingers twisted back and forth against her nipples several times, after 
which he released his fingers from her breasts.

"What do you want to do with me, honey?" he looked at her smilingly.

"I want to do anything you want," she panted.

"Do you want to fuck?"

"Oh, yes, I want to fuck. I want to fuck badly."

"That's good. And just what is your goal?"

"To please you, Roland."

"And that means you're gonna listen to everything I say?"

"Yes, to everything."

"That's what I like to hear, my sweet. I love a girl who's loyal. You want to fuck with me, 
don't you?"

"Yes," she panted.

Roland licked his lips, then decided that he would French kiss with her one more time. He 
slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Back and forth he stabbed and thrusted with it, working 
it ever so splendidly as it twisted and turned inside of her mouth. He moved his tongue 
splendidly, enjoying every hot, scraping stride which he employed against her tongue. He kept
up his stirring, passionate movements for a few strokes more, after which he released his 
tongue from her mouth.

Roland reached out and ran his fingers through lovely Patty's radiant blond hair. He 
moved his fingers downward toward her buttocks. As his fingers clasped hard against her ass 
cheeks, he slid her body downward toward the rug. He moved his body downward with hers. 
Now they were getting ever nearer to the point at which they would engage in some wild and 
wonderful sexual adventures.

He reached down with his right hand and began to slide his fingers against Patty's pubic 
hair. He let his fingers collide with her bush for a few hot strokes, after which he let his twisting
fingers make their first penetration inside her box. He loved the way that her hips twisted and 
turned as she felt the steaming impact of his finger activity. The quicker that her buttocks 
twisted, the greater the anxiety that he felt throughout his whole body.

Roland let his fingers twist and turn for a few strokes more. After that he released them 
from her pussy.

CHAPTER TWO

Roland was clearly in the driver's seat, and he was enjoying every bit of the beautiful sexual
activity that was unfolding between the two of them.

He stretched out on the rug, parting his legs. He reached out and grabbed his cock. He 
stroked up and down against the long, hard base, doing his best to make his gorgeous lover 
feel that much more curious.

"Come on and grab hold of my cock," Roland said. "I want you to play with my prick. You 
want to play with my pecker, don't you, honey?"

"Yes, I do," she gulped.

"And I'll bet you might even like to suck it."

"Of course I'll suck it."

"But we'll start with first things first. Just reach out and grab my cock. Come on, baby. Let 
your fingers run up and down it."

She reached out with both hands, grabbing hold of Roland's cock. At first she started to 
slide her fingers up and down slowly, just as he instructed her to.

"Take your time," Roland said softly. "There's plenty more sensation where this comes 
from. So come on, baby doll. Just move your fingers against my peter. Sweetheart, oh, I really 
love your stroking pace. Come on, dear. Just slide your fingers. Slide them really nice. Darling, 
ahhh, I love it. I love the way you're going to work with your fingers."

Her fingers made steady contact against his cock as they worked back and forth. He liked 
the steady, even pace which she established. A few moments later, he felt it was time to get 
her to manipulate her fingers against his balls.

"All right, plunge your fingers against my balls," he said. "Baby, really sink your fingers 
against my testicles. I want to feel those hot sensations. Darling, ohhh, finger my balls. 
Sweetheart, ahhh, I really want you to finger them."

She moved her fingers downward to his hot balls, letting them slide at a quicker pace than
she'd employed against his cock. Back and forth her fingers kept on moving, gripping his hot 
balls as Roland's entire body wiggled. Everything was whirling in a sexual bliss as his heart 
started to pound with ever-increasing excitement. Sweat began to surface beneath his armpits
from the level of excitement that was being reached.

"Now you can start sucking my balls," Roland gasped. "Play with my dick and suck my 
balls, darling. Sure thing. You're gonna eat my prick. You're gonna love sucking my prick, baby.
You can start with my testicles. Just slide your tongue real nice. Sweetheart, I like the stroking 
activity. Yes, you really know where it's at. I like your kind of action. Come on, honey. Really 
grind your tongue. Move it real nice."

Roland slid his legs back and forth, restlessly gasping as his lover went to work on his balls.
Once again he was ever so thankful that he was such a masterful hypnotist. He knew just what
to do to precipitate waves of excitement within a beautiful young woman. She would be 
willing to please him in every conceivable way through his hypnosis.

His lover kept on working her tongue, driving it with sparkling zest as it kept on 
confronting his balls. All the while, as her tongue pumped zealously, her fingers stroked his 
cock. Up and down she moved her fingers, loving every rapid-fire finger stride that she made. 
A few strokes later, her lover Roland recognized how much he needed to unleash his juices.

"Now you can start sucking my cock," he told her. "Come on, honey, really slide you 
tongue. Work it real nice. Drive it up and down my cock. Sweetheart, ahhh, come on and 
stroke me. Work your tongue. Really slide it against my pecker. Do a good job of it, 
sweetheart. Yes, honey. Oh, eat me. You can suck me off. Your tongue can do it."

In order to attain a position of even greater dominance, Roland reached out with both 
hands. He grabbed his lover's head, holding on to it tightly as she began to slide her tongue 
up and down his long, hard peter. She worked her tongue with great desire and impact, 
sliding it with everything she had against his hard, throbbing dick. She kept pumping, driving 
her tongue, working it with great spirit as it kept on moving against his surging organ.

"You're gonna bring me off," Roland sighed. "Come on, dear. Just run your tongue a little 
faster. Yes, honey. You've got me so close. Damned, ohhh, play with my balls. Come on, 
sweetie, finger them. Stab your fingers against my testicles. Darling, that's what I like to feel. 
You can do it. You can really bring me off. Your tongue can get the job done.

,Slice it against my dick."

Her fingers kept on working, slicing magnificently against his balls as she pushed him that 
much nearer to climax. A few quick, stabbing tongue thrusts later, the droplets of thick white 
cream were about set to shoot out of the end of his tool.

"Suck it off," he gasped. "Come on, it's blast-off time, baby doll. Your tongue is doing the 
job. Baby, ohhh, sweetie. Darling, come on, get it all out of me. Sweetheart, oh, suck me."

A few quick, stirring tongue strokes later, the first few droplets of thick white cream began 
to shoot out of the end of Roland's prick. His whole body was jarred with great impact. He 
heaved a deep sigh, then awaited the moment when more juices would be unleashed. The 
thick white cream kept on shooting, splashing out of the end of Roland's peter. All the while 
his body rocked. He kept lying there on the rug, gasping loudly as he watched the thick, 
scintillating droplets of juice spill from his pecker and into her mouth.

"Go after every drop," he told her, holding tightly to her head. "I'm your master, baby. 
Come on, sweetie. Swallow the stuff. Darling, ahhh, I want to get it. I want you to collect every 
drop of it. Sweetie, oh, honey, come on, suck it. Yes, suck every drop of it out of me. Come on, 
darling. Yes, baby doll. Suck all the stuff out of me."

A few twisting tongue strokes later, she removed her tongue from his cock. As she 
stretched out on her back, Roland looked down at her with great admiration. He threw his 
head forward, running his arms around her. He pushed his body against hers, then delivered a
stirring kiss to her lips. He let his lips remain pressed against hers for a few strokes, after which
he removed them.

"Baby, I want to suck you now that you've done such a good job of sucking me," he 
smiled.

Seconds later Roland pushed his tongue against his lover's left tit. Back and forth he 
worked it, letting it project ever so quickly against her hot flesh. The longer that Roland kept 
up his stirring tongue activity, the greater the degree of excitement that shot through his 
lover's body. Patty loved doing it with Roland any way that he desired it.

"Honey, oh, that feels good," Patty said. "Keep sucking me. Keep sucking my hot tits."

Roland finished up on his lover's left breast. He then penetrated his tongue against her 
right tit, sliding it back and forth, loving every swift, decisive bit of tongue impact that he sent 
her way. A few quick strokes later, Roland released his tongue from his lover's left breast. He 
dropped his tongue quickly downward toward her left thigh. He let his tongue sweep up and 
down her leg, concentrating particularly on her thing. He enjoyed the swift, dazzling tongue 
strokes that he kept on sending forth. He kept it up for a few more twisting movements, after 
which he then switched his action to her right thigh. He wiggled his tongue even more quickly
than he had asserted it against her left thigh. A few quick strokes later, Roland released his 
tongue from Patty's thigh. He loved watching her whole body quiver. He knew just how much 
she was enjoying the activity which he was supplying for her.

"Now I'm gonna suck your cunt," he winked.

"Do whatever you want," she said. "I just long to please you, Roland. Yes, you're irresistible 
to me."

He puckered up his lips, then leaned forward kissing her cunt. He let his warm lips remain 
pressed against her pussy lips for several moments, after which Roland then released them. He
slid his tongue forward, letting it make its initial contact inside of her snatch. He tickled her 
pussy hairs, running his tongue over them several times. Pretty soon he was penetrating inside
of her box. He worked his tongue fervently, letting it slide with great impact as he stroked her 
snatch. The quicker that he employed his tongue, the deeper that he slid it inside of her hot 
gash. All the while, her ass cheeks stroked from side to side. She responded excitedly to the 
swift, dedicated tongue strokes that he sent inside of her nest.

"I love it," she gulped. "Baby doll, ohhh, I love this cunt sucking. You're so good at it. Come
on, keep stroking me. Yes, I long to receive these sucks. Just keep sucking. Just keep grinding 
your tongue inside my mound. I love the sensations, Sweetheart, ohhh, come on, I want you 
to do it. I want you to keep doing it. Drive your tongue, dear. Yes, honey. Oh, just keep it 
moving. Keep driving it inside my box. I love these strokes. They're so beautiful. Oh, the way 
you're working your tongue. Honey, I can't take too much more of it. No, I'm gonna be 
juicing. I'm gonna be juicing fast. I'm gonna be shooting the juices into your mouth."

Her hips and legs kept on twisting back and forth. She heaved a deep sigh. As Roland 
observed just how close she was drawing to orgasm, he reached out and grabbed her ass 
cheeks. His fingers clung sharply to her buttocks, and very soon the juices started to shoot 
from her snatch. They shot from her pussy and into Roland's mouth.

"Ahhh, I love it, I love it, I love it," Patty exclaimed as the juices bolted from her pussy. 
"Darling, oh, swallow the juices. Yes, my dear. This is so wonderful, yes, baby, so very 
wonderful."

Roland released his tongue from Patty's mound. She shook her head several times, then 
got up slowly from the rug.

"I can't believe what just happened," she said. "It's funny how I suddenly came to life. 
There's something about you that I find irresistible, Roland."

"You're not the first woman who said that," Roland smiled shrewdly. "But you're about the 
most beautiful."

"What a wonderful thing to say."

"Then show you appreciation by giving me another kiss," Roland laughed.

Patty nodded. She moved forward, throwing her arms around Roland. She pushed her lips 
ever so firmly against his. Once again Roland was happy that he had succeeded as a hypnotist.
He had been able to turn a sexually fearful girl into a budding woman of desire.

Roland slipped his penis back inside of his trousers. He zipped up, then watched as Patty 
put on her clothes.

"It's strange, but I don't even remember taking off my clothes," she told him.

"Such are the mysteries of life," Roland laughed. "You know how it is. When a woman get 
excited, it's hard to remember anything."

"I guess so," Patty agreed. "As a matter-of-fact, I can truthfully vouch for that."

Roland smiled, pleased that he had been so successful with Patty Davis.

CHAPTER THREE

Two days later, Roland Damian received a telephone call.

"Hello, Roland, this is Patty Davis," Patty began breathlessly.

Roland smiled slyly. He had been confident that his hypnotism had built up a reliance 
within Patty. The kind of reliance upon him that he had been seeking, and now here she was, 
telephoning him. He was reasonably confident of what she would have to say.

"I can't seem to get you off of my mind," she said. "Can't we meet?"

"As a matter-of-fact, I just finished my last appointment for the day," Roland said. "How 
about us meeting over at my apartment, dear? Would that be all right with you?"

"That would be swell."

"Good. I'll give you the address."

Roland provided Patty with the details.

"Great," she said. "I live only a few minutes from there."

"That's good. So I'll be seeing you."

As Roland hung up the telephone, he recognized that his crotch was already agitated. All 
he had to do was talk to Patty and he became sexually aroused. He was turned on with her in 
a big way, and he was happy to know that, thanks to his efforts, she felt the same way about 
him. It made Roland feel extra good to know that he controlled a woman's destiny with his 
hypnotism. And now, there he was, ready to engage her in some meaningful sex.

A few minutes later, he arrived at his apartment. Patty was already there, waiting outside 
the door. He threw his arms around her, caressing her body against his. It felt good to let his 
chest rub up against her breasts. Even though they both had their clothes on, he could still 
feel the warmth of her magnificently endowed tits. He removed his lips from hers, then quickly
opened the door.

"First things first-" he grinned.

The first thing that Roland suggested once they got inside his apartment was to have 
something to drink. He felt that that would loosen them up even more. They sipped some 
wine, after which Roland found himself unable to control his impulses. He reached down with 
his right hand, sliding his fingers against his lover's ankle. She was wearing a short skirt, and 
that made it easy for him to slide his fingers over her thigh. His fingers clung sharply to her 
thigh. He held on for several long moments, then released his fingers from it.

He got up from the sofa.

"Let's go into the bedroom," he said. "It's ridiculous to prolong it any longer."

"That's certainly true. We shouldn't prolong anything, now that we're both so excited."

They walked into the bedroom. Pretty soon they removed all of their clothes. As Roland 
slid his shorts down his legs, he looked over at his lover. She still had on her panties and bra. 
He finished stepping out of his shorts, then reached out and grabbed at her bra. He undid it, 
then removed it. He reached down with both hands and clutched at her panties. He slid them 
down her legs and off of her. He reached out with both hands and grabbed her hot thighs. His
fingers moved up and down the warm, dazzling thighs. The quicker that he stroked, the 
greater the desire that formed within him to fuck her pussy.

Roland's mind began to reconstruct all that had happened the last time that he had met 
with Patty. Patty had told him that she was a virgin. Since she had gone no further than to 
blow him, and since he had done no more than to suck her pussy to orgasm, Roland 
recognized that she still had her virginity intact. It was up to him to see that things proceeded 
further. He had to shove his cock inside of her nest. He wanted to grind his long, flaming 
instrument inside of her. He wanted to keep fucking, to unleash his cock until the juices 
flowed. The fact that she was a virgin stimulated him that much more. He would achieve a 
great conquest.

He looked down at his hot instrument, then focused his eyes on lovely Patty's cunt.

"I want to fuck your snatch," he told her. "Are you with me?"

"I'm with you for doing anything you want to," she panted. "I just can't seem to resist you, 
Roland."

"You do recognize it's gonna hurt a little," he pointed out. "After all, you haven't been 
fucked there yet."

"I know, but it'll only hurt a little while," she giggled. "Think of all the fun I'm gonna have in
the meantime."

"I'm glad you're aware of that. Yes, my darling. You're gonna enjoy it. I'm gonna see that 
you enjoy it."

He moved his fingers forward, allowing them to penetrate inside of his lover's pussy. Back 
and forth he sharply registered his fingers, letting them slide with impact inside of Patty's 
mound. He kept up his steady, determined efforts. His fingers kept on thrusting inside of her 
furry box. The quicker that his fingers penetrated inside of her snatch, the faster that Patty 
began to wiggle her hips and legs. He could see that his efforts were bearing fruit. The longer 
and quicker that he fingered her nest, the greater the amount of excitement and exhilaration 
that she experienced throughout her whole body.

Roland removed his fingers a few moments later, then pushed his tongue forward. He let 
his tongue go to work against her left breast. Back and forth his tongue drove, working with 
sharp rapidity. He kept on connecting with his tongue, sliding it with zestful desire as it 
worked against her right breast. He moved his tongue from her left tit over to her right. He 
kept up his hot, throbbing movements. A few quick strokes later, Roland recognized that both
he and his lover were ready. There was no way to hold back the flood tide of sexual awareness
that was filling his whole body. He recognized how quickly his body was shaking, and Roland 
knew how imperative it was for him to get his rocks off as rapidly as possible.

"I'm gonna screw you right now," he said.

"Fuck my snatch," she panted longingly. "Drive your cock inside me."

Before Roland began, he thrusted his tongue forward. He let it close in quickly on her 
mouth. As she opened her mouth and showed her even white teeth and her long, pink 
tongue, Roland pushed his tongue against hers. He wrapped his tongue around hers and 
together they maintained quick, efficient contact. Back and forth their tongues kept on 
manipulating, sliding against each other with eagerness and grace. A few quick strokes later, 
he removed his tongue from her mouth. He was all set to drive his cock forward, to slam it 
repeatedly inside of her pussy until the stirring droplets of thick white cream had spilled from 
the end of his prick.

He moved his cock forward, letting it stab for the first time inside of her nest.

"Flip your hips around," he said pantingly. "I want you to fire your body up toward mine. 
Come on, baby. This is the kind of fucking I really love. Just tighten your cunt muscles. Let's 
make a real experience out of this. A beautiful experience. Come on, baby doll."

He kept riding Patty's pussy hard. Roland tensed his muscles and tightened his lips, 
continuing to fling his cock back and forth as he drove it spiritedly inside of her snatch. He 
loved every swift, blazing stroke that he sent forth as his hard, throbbing prick kept driving 
inside of her. The longer and faster that he asserted his peter, the deeper that he plunged it 
inside of her hot nest. He could see the way that she was warming up to the act. Her whole 
body began to bounce up and down on the bed. She kept gasping and sighing as she 
received the hot, stimulating strokes that he brought to bear with his rapid-fire prick.

"Keep fucking me," she gulped. "I like it. Roland, I can't get enough of you, darling. Yes, 
keep your cock moving. Darling, just grind your cock. Grind it inside of my mound."

Even though she was feeling certain waves of pain, Patty was overwhelmed by the sheer 
ecstasy of the act. Her lover kept pouring every ounce of fire that he possessed into each and 
every screwing movement. His cock kept grinding, slashing steadily as he worked it inside of 
her tight nest. Roland was happy that he was fucking a virgin pussy. Patty had a tight snatch, 
the kind that had not been fucked before. That made him feel extra good as he kept on 
slamming his took repeatedly inside of her, grinding himself that much nearer to the point of 
a stirring climax.

"Keep on fucking me," she sighed. "Come on, dear. Ahhh, stroke my nest. Yes, darling. 
Baby, ahhh, give me a nice fuck. Sweetheart, oh, really fuck me."

He kept working his dick ever so deeply inside of her nest. By then Roland was letting her 
have it with everything he could muster. She gasped a few times painfully from the sharp, 
stabbing movements, but she did not mind it. As a matter-of-fact, her buttocks began to 
bounce and twitch more rapidly than ever as he kept slamming his cock into her, grinding his 
dick deep inside of her hot box as he pushed her that much nearer to the point of a 
stimulating climax.

"Fuck, ahhh, fuck," she exclaimed.

As Roland closed in on the end of the act, he reached out with both hands. He allowed his 
fingers to grind against her breasts. He held on tightly to her tits, stroking back and forth as 
his cock kept blasting forward. He could feel the surging flood tides of passion as he moved 
ever nearer to the state of orgasm. He could feel the hot itch in his cock and balls, and now it 
would be just a matter of moments before the stirring white liquids began to spray from the 
end of his hot prick.

"Here I go," he sighed. "Baby doll. Ohhh, I want to kiss you while I'm doing it. I want my 
tongue splashing against your tongue while my juices are shooting."

His fingers kept holding on sharply to her breasts. As they remained pressed ever so firmly,
he pushed his tongue forward. His panting lover opened her mouth, receiving his hot, forceful
stabs.

Her whole body trembled, and soon the juices started to flow from his long, hard cock.

A few seconds later, he released his tongue from her mouth. He watched as the spraying 
juices kept on flowing inside of her nest. All the while, her body flipped back and forth as she 
received his vigorous stabs.

"Baby, what a fuck, what a fuck," Roland repeated with a sigh.

Roland released his hot peter from his lover's pussy a few seconds later. He observed the 
blood inside of her nest. He had removed her virginity from her, and he was proud of his 
accomplishment. Never again would young Patty have to go through life wondering what it 
would be like to be fucked in her pussy. The first time was over, and as he looked into her 
eyes, he could see an expression of relief. It was in many ways a very hard incident for Patty to 
comprehend and to live through. But now there she was, looking more relaxed than he had 
seen her up to that point in time. He was able to detect one thing-he had proven to be pretty 
good therapy for the beautiful young girl. After all, she was a whole lot more relaxed now 
about things than she had ever been before.

He ran his fingers through her sweaty hair. She looked up at him longingly.

"Thank you very much," Patty said.

"You're quite welcome, my sweet. I was very happy to do it."

"You gave me such a beautiful fuck."

"Are you sore in your pussy?"

"Yes, but I don't even really notice it."

"That's good. Right now I want to fuck your mouth. I want to blast my cock inside it. I want
to stab real nice, baby. I want to give you a terrific screw. I want to slide my long, steaming 
cock inside you. How do you like that?"

"I like the sound of that very much."

"I thought you would. Just wait."

Roland's face tensed as he looked down at his cock. It hadn't gone down one solitary bit. 
He reached down with both hands and grabbed the tip of his long, hard stick. He pushed his 
cock forward, moving it toward her mouth. She opened up her mouth, then prepared to 
receive the first hot thrust from his pecker.

"Just get ready," he told her. "You're gonna like this, baby. Oh, what a fuck this is gonna 
be. I'm gonna really slide my cock inside you. I'm gonna slam it. I'm gonna slam it nice and 
hard. I'm gonna grind my dick inside of your mouth. I'm gonna give you the kind of fuck 
you're really gonna enjoy."

"Sweetheart, that sounds nice," she smiled. "Come on, drive your cock inside of my mouth.
Sweetheart, oh, I want you to screw me."

He catapulted his long, hard, ever-searing cock forward. He let it make its first impact with 
her hot mouth. He kept grinding his cock back and forth, letting it surge and stab as it 
plunged inside of her.

He kept up his hot, effective, piercing strokes. He wanted to plunge his cock into her 
mouth as deeply as he knew how. He wanted to watch the searing avalanche of thick, white 
cum spill out of the end of his dick and inside of her mouth.

"What a fuck," he smiled. "Baby doll, this is screwing. This is beautiful screwing."

His hard, surging rod kept on blasting forward. He moved his cock with dazzling desire. It 
kept on stabbing, slicing, clutching and grabbing against the base of her throat. He knew that 
he couldn't possibly withstand that kind of action for very long before the juices would flow, 
so he kept on fucking, letting his hard cock continue to probe inside of her mouth. He loved 
every swift, dazzling stride that he made with his searing peter as he kept projecting it deep 
inside of her mouth.

"Damned, what a throat fuck," he told her. "I really love this. Yes, honey, I love these 
forceful stabs. I'm really screwing your hot mouth. Baby doll, ahhh, I just love it."

His penetrating pecker kept on doing the job as Roland slammed it inside of her mouth. 
He kept on working his dick, letting it slide and grip against her hot mouth. A few quick, 
stabbing strokes later, the juices started to shoot from the end of his long, flaming dick. They 
kept on shooting, spilling eagerly out of his pecker. As the thick white semen kept on 
shooting, spraying out of the end of his tool, his whole body shook. It trembled with desire 
and satisfaction as the spraying drops kept on unfurling out of the end of his hard rod.

"This is good," he said. "I love it, baby. Oh, yes, honey. What a fuck. Damned, ohhh, this is 
glorious. This is what I call a beautiful screw. Sweetheart, ohhh, I love this fucking."

A few seconds later, he released his cock from her mouth. He stretched out on his back, 
relaxing in the aftermath of the beautiful fuck.

"You really slammed that thing into my throat," she smiled. "But I loved it anyway. I loved 
every bit of it."

"I thought that you would," he told her. "After all, I gave it all I had."

He patted his lover on top of the head, then looked at her and smiled. It always made him 
feel good to know just how much in the way of satisfaction he could provide for a beautiful 
woman.

Patty lay beside him, equally contented with the sexual action in which she had engaged 
with her lover.

CHAPTER FOUR

The following day Roland got a call from Nora, a beautiful, red-haired married woman of 
thirty who he had hypnotized several times.

"Get over to my place right away," she said urgently. "My husband's out of town for the 
day. I really could use some satisfaction."

"I'll be right there," Roland assured her.

He climbed into his Mercedes and drove over to the beautiful home where Nora lived. She
immediately let him in.

"I let the servants have the day off, too," she smiled.

Roland was pleased to observe the way that beautiful Nora had received him. She was 
totally naked, and as he peered at her gorgeous body, he became eagerly aware that they 
would have their best fuck ever that particular day.

They walked up the majestic staircase leading toward her bedroom on the second floor. 
He surveyed the situation. It was just the same as it had been before. He liked the mirrors on 
all sides of the bed, which gave him an opportunity to watch himself in the act of screwing.

He could see how horny Nora was by the way that she began to stroke her pussy as she 
stretched out on the bed. She extended her legs longingly, then reached down and started to 
stroke with her fingers. Back and forth she moved them. The quicker that her fingers 
manipulated inside of her nest, the faster that he made certain he undressed. He quickly 
removed everything, after which he stretched out inside of the bed next to his gorgeous lover.

"I'm gonna really screw you," he said. "This is gonna be my kind of fun, baby doll."

They exchanged several quick lip kisses, in the course of which the fires began to burn 
more rapidly than ever inside of his cock and testicles. He could feel the burning heat 
constantly rising within him. He reached down and began toying with her nest, touching her 
pussy in the same fashion as she had earlier while he was undressing.

Nora had been sexually frigid at the time that she contacted Roland. She just couldn't 
seem to get excited around her husband. Since then things had improved, but she also 
recognized that Roland was an inherent part of her life. She kept getting thoughts about how 
wonderful it would be to screw with him. She, therefore, would wait until her husband was out
of town on one of his periodic sales meeting ventures. At that point, she would always call 
Roland and he would unfailingly answer her urgent calls.

Roland had made certain to leave his lover with a post-hypnotic suggestion. A suggestion 
that she would remain attached to Roland. So even though things improved markedly in her 
relationship with her husband, Nora still had these strong, surging waves of desire that she 
felt for her handsome hypnotist.

He moved his fingers inside of her pussy for a few strokes more. He waited until he could 
feel the warmth from her nest. He released his fingers from her mound, then dropped his 
tongue downward toward her left buttock. He moved his tongue swiftly against her hot butt, 
then started to stroke her other ass cheek. He moved his fingers back and forth several times, 
after which he removed his tongue. He was all set to go to work with his tongue in even 
greater earnestness.

He pushed his tongue forward, letting it manipulate against her asshole. He moved it back
and forth, letting it twist and turn as it made rapid-fire contact with her asshole. He loved the 
swift, piercing tongue strokes that he kept on supplying. The longer that he sucked her 
asshole, the quicker that his determined, effective stabs became. His tongue worked with 
great desire as he let it continue to connect with her anus. The quicker that he stroked with his
hot, rotating tongue, the deeper that he moved it inside of her asshole. All the while, he 
reached down and stroked her legs. He loved touching her warm, erotic thighs. It made him 
suck her asshole that much more quickly as he kept pushing his tongue back and forth, 
driving it inside of her anus.

"Come on, suck ass," she gulped. "I just love what you're doing to me, honey. You're really 
moving your tongue. Come on, baby doll. Slide your tongue.

Yes, honey. Oh, drive it real nice. Sweetheart, ohhh, suck my hot asshole. Suck it 
beautifully."

He worked his tongue inside of her anus for a few more strokes. He then released it. He 
was all set then to go to work on her pussy, but he wanted to make sure that he excited her 
even more before he sank his tongue inside of her love gash. So he moved his tongue toward 
her left breast. He let his tongue touch her nipple. He moved it back and forth, tickling her 
nipple with every tingly touch. He moved from her left nipple over toward her right, repeating 
the same swift, tickling movements. When he removed his tongue from her nipple, he was all 
set to go to work with the hot pussy licking. So he pushed his tongue downward toward her 
love pit. He worked it back and forth, loving every swift, decisive stroke. He moved his tongue 
with great desire, letting it sweep against her searing mound. The quicker that he effectively 
put his tongue to work against her mound, the closer that he moved her toward a dramatic 
climax. He kept on manipulating his dazzling tongue, allowing it to work with scintillating, 
desirous impact. All the while he was pushing her that much nearer, driving her mound ever 
closer to that point of great satisfaction.

"Keep sucking me," she gulped. "Honey, ohhh, I love your pussy licking."

A few quick, devastating strokes later, the juices shot from her mound. As they did, she 
lifted her body upward from the bed several times and heaved loud, long sighs. She enjoyed 
unleashing her juices, inside of her lover's snatch.

Roland turned his tongue loose from his lover's pussy. He looked down at her cunt once 
more, then focused his attention on her hot ass crack. He wanted to sink his cock inside of her
anal passage. He wanted to drive his long, effective prick inside of her asshole until every 
scorching droplet of his fiery cream had been expelled.

"Just get set, baby," he said.

Roland reached out and slapped at her buttocks. Immediately Nora knew what was in 
store for her. He reached out and grabbed her thighs, twisting them over his shoulders. He 
was all set to sink his hot, surging dick inside of her asshole. He wanted to grind his cock hard 
and fast until the thick, white droplets of semen had shot from the end of his long, flaming 
dick.

As she lay there with her legs wrapped around his shoulders, he reached out with his left 
index finger. He began to probe stiffly with his finger, driving it eagerly inside of her asshole. 
He kept pushing and stabbing, enjoying every hot, swift stroke that he put forth. All the while, 
her body twitched as Nora prepared to receive his grinding asshole stabs.

"You're gonna fuck ass and I'm looking forward to it," Nora told him.

"That's the attitude I like," he smiled. "You just get ready, darling. I am gonna fuck ass. I'm 
gonna drive my hot tool inside of you. I'm gonna really stab with it. I'm gonna fuck your 
asshole. I'm gonna really grind my cock inside you until the juices shoot."

He moved his cock back and forth, letting it glide inside of his lover's asshole. He enjoyed 
the swift, stirring movements. He had loosened her up with the finger fucking, and now he 
was all set to screw her asshole until all of the juices shot from the end of his dick.

Roland kept flipping his buttocks back and forth, and all the while he kept grinding his 
dick ever so scorchingly inside of her asshole. His breathing became heavier and his heart 
began to pound with stirring rapidity as Roland kept up his charging movements. He kept on 
blasting with his long dick, sending it with fiery impact back and forth as it manipulated 
deeply inside of her anus.

"I'm getting closer," he told her. "Yes, darling. Ohhh, the juices are gonna shoot out of me. 
They really are."

He kept on working his cock back and forth, stabbing and sliding it inside of her. A few 
quick, throbbing movements later, he knew that he couldn't hold out for much longer. His 
balls were scorching with passion, and every time that he slammed his dick deeply inside of 
her asshole, his testicles would scrape against her buttocks. That provided him with even more
excitement and anxiety as he kept up his screwing, slamming his cock inside of her asshole as 
he pushed himself ever nearer to the point of climax.

A few quick, stirring forward strokes later, the juices were all set to shoot from the end of 
his peter. The hot, white orgasmic fluids unleashed themselves from the end of his long, hot 
dick.

"Damned, ohhh, what sensations," he sighed.

CHAPTER FIVE

After the ass fucking had been completed, Roland walked into the bathroom and cleaned 
off his cock. He washed it thoroughly, then dried it off.

As he returned to the bedroom, he had once more an urgent look on his face. It was 
obvious that Roland needed some more sexual satisfaction as rapidly as he could obtain it.

He moved his body downward in the bed. He slid his chest forward, allowing it to make 
contact with her breasts. He moved his body back and forth a few times, then removed his 
chest from her breasts. He was all set to move into some beautiful sex activity. He loved every 
swift, stirring sensation that developed from touching his lover's tits. As he removed his chest 
from his lover's breasts, he pushed his tongue down between her legs. He let his tongue move
slowly against her pussy a few times, after which he suddenly released it.

"Honey, let's do it sixty-nine style," he suggested.

"We'll do anything you want'" Nora panted. "Roland, darling, I just can't resist you. I just 
can't seem to get enough of your beautiful body."

Roland Damian smiled slyly. He loved the fact that he had so many of these beautiful 
women exactly where he wanted them. He stretched his body out opposite hers, then pushed 
forward with his tongue. He let it slide back and forth as it twisted against her left buttock.

"Baby, that does feel nice," she said.

Nora moved her tongue forward. She let it scrape against his buttock as well. As Roland 
removed his tongue from her buttock, he prepared to suck her snatch.

"I want to suck your pussy," he told her, "I want to really drive my tongue against it. I'm 
gonna slide my tongue against your snatch. I'm gonna keep sliding it until all the juices 
shoot."

"That sounds so exciting," she laughed.

"Let's do it, honey. Let's really enjoy ourselves. I want to tongue inside of your nest. I want 
to keep up these beautiful movements until I make you juice." They pushed their tongues 
forward simultaneously. Pretty soon they were connecting with them, allowing them to 
manipulate back and forth inside of each other's snatch. They enjoyed the hot, determined 
tongue strokes that they kept asserting. Ever so wildly and enjoyably they unleashed them, 
allowing their tongues to go to work inside of each other's hot snatch. The quicker that their 
tongues stirringly manipulated, the deeper that they worked them inside of each other's hot 
nest. They kept on driving their tongues, working each other ever nearer toward a stirring 
orgasm.

A few quick, rapid-fire tongue strokes later, they had each other on the verge of orgasm. 
Their tongues kept on twisting and gliding. Several seconds later, the juices started to shoot 
from lovely Nora's box. Her whole body twisted as her lover Roland ever so spiritedly 
swallowed the droplets of pussy liquid from her snatch.

He removed his tongue from her pussy, then stretched out on his back. Roland looked up 
at his lover and smiled. He was eager to hove her complete the act of cock sucking. After all, 
Roland Damian didn't get to fuck with beautiful Nora every day. Those were occasions that 
were set aside for her husband was away. So there he was, lying on his back, panting 
expectantly as her tongue kept on rifling its way up and down his long, bulging prick.

"Play with my balls while you're at it," Roland exclaimed. "Come on, honey. Just keep your 
tongue working. Keep driving it up and down my prick. I love the way you're sucking me. 
Come on, dear. Keep up the sucking action. Yes, sweetheart. Darling, ohhh, I really love the 
way you're doing it. Come on, baby doll. Suck my pussy. Oh, baby doll, eat me. Eat my hot 
prick. Sweetheart, oh, bring me off."

She kept on driving her tongue up and down his hard, throbbing stick. While she dept up 
the sucking, she moved her fingers against his balls. He loved the excitement and the itchy 
sensations that she supplied with every gripping, hot finger stab. All the while she was 
pushing him that much closer to the dazzling moment of climax when every searing drop of 
his thick, white cream would spill from the end of his organ and shoot inside of her hot 
mouth.

"Keep busy," he said. "Come on, my sweet. Your tongue is really doing it. Darling, ohhh, 
suck me off."

A few swift, decisive tongue movements later, he could feel the avalanche of juice 
prepared to topple forward from the end of his stirring organ and into her mouth. He wanted 
to unleash every droplet of his thick white cream.

"Keep sucking me," he gulped. "Baby doll, ohhh, the stuffs about to spray."

As her fingers once more twisted and turned against his balls, holding on sharply, the thick
white cream began to spray out of the end of his hot tool. It kept splashing with wild joy and 
ecstasy, shooting out of the end of his torpedo-like tool and into her mouth.

"Suck it all out of me," he gulped. "Darling, ohhh, come on and swallow it. Yes, baby. 
Sweetheart, ohhh, suck it. Suck it, honey."

She swallowed every droplet of his hot, fiery juice. She removed her tongue from his 
organ, after which he kissed her lips ever so gratefully.

"When it comes to letting yourself go, you're some kind of fuck," he complimented her.

Even though Roland wanted a little bit of rest after his last fuck, he knew that he couldn't 
contain himself for much longer. He was much too eager to get his rocks off again. He looked 
down at his flaming dick, then realized how eager he was to once more explode his juices. This
time he desired to drive his cock eagerly inside of his lover's pussy. He wanted to let his cock 
stab and thrust inside of her until the droplets of hot white cream had spilled from the end of 
his peter.

He moved his cock downward toward her snatch. He reached out and grabbed her thighs, 
moving his fingers back and forth against them. His fingers approached her thighs with crisp 
desire. He was all set to stab with his hard, determined dick. He wanted to move his peter 
back and forth inside of her nest until the juices flowed. Roland was happy that she was 
uninhibited as she was, and that made it all that much more fun.

"Just hang in there," Roland told her. "We're gonna really enjoy ourselves, honey. I'm 
gonna fuck your pussy. I'm gonna drive my cock inside of your mound until all the juices flow. 
I'm gonna keep on fucking you. I'm gonna fuck you so nice, baby. I'm gonna keep up the 
movements. I'm gonna really stab with my dick. I'm gonna drive my cock inside you. I'm 
gonna really enjoy every bit of it."

Roland pushed his head forward. He allowed his thoroughly excited tongue plenty of 
latitude as it slipped forward, driving toward his lover's left breast. He worked his tongue at a 
scorching clip, letting it manipulate back and forth as it worked its way against his lover's 
breast. Roland liked the way that Nora responded to every type of sexual stimulus that he 
provided. He knew that she had been well trained. She was doing a little better with her 
husband, but he felt that she could provide him with a little extra action on the side. And he 
was savoring every bit of it, working his tongue back and forth as it kept on manipulating in a 
piston-like manner. He moved from one breast to the other, retaining the same type of 
restless energy as his tongue manipulated spiritedly, driving against her breast. He kept on 
moving his tongue against her hot tit. He removed it a few moments later, then decided that it
was time to get his rocks off for good.

He could feel the white heat continuing to develop in his cock and balls as Roland pushed 
his pecker forward. He reached out and grabbed his lover's legs, extending them as he held 
them firmly in his fingers. He was now all set to go to work, prepared to drive his thundering 
tool inside of her until each and every droplet of the thick white cream had shot from the end 
of his peter.

Roland pushed his hot dick back and forth, entering her pussy for the first time. His cock 
grabbed and tugged as it made rapid-fire contact with her mound. He kept on gliding his 
pecker inside of her, working it with steaming desire and joy as it kept on maintaining itself.

"What a snatch you have," he told her. "Damned, Nora baby. I love the way you move your
body. Come on, keep your hips twitching. Yes, move them from side to side. That's it, baby 
doll. I really love this kind of fucking. This is so beautiful, sweetheart. Ohhh, honey, darling, 
come on, let's keep it going."

While his cock kept on intensely digging into her pussy, Roland reached out and stroked 
her breasts.

He touched their wet surface, overjoyed that he had supplied her with saliva as he had 
sucked her time and again. His fingers clung ever so sharply to her tits as he kept on driving 
his prick inside of her mound. He worked his cock steadily, confronting her pussy with sharp, 
driving efforts as he moved himself that much closer to another orgasm.

"That's it, baby," she begged. "Go off inside me." She continued twisting her butt. "Baby 
doll, I want to feel your hot cock. I want to feel every tugging grab. Come on, darling. Shoot 
your juices inside me. Go off, baby doll. Keep fucking me. Keep driving your hot dick inside 
me. You don't know how bad I want it. You don't know how much I love this action."

As he found himself drawing ever nearer, Roland released his fingers from his lover's dewy 
breasts. He dropper them down to her ass cheeks. He gripped her hot ass ever so sharply and 
warmly, and all the while he kept on fucking, driving his warm, steady instrument ever deeper 
inside of his lover's snatch. He kept on moving his peter, letting it slam and tug as it worked 
its way inside of her nest. All the while he found himself pushing that much more closely 
toward the ultimate moment of final impact when all of the juices would commence to shoot 
out of his hot, cum-ridden prick.

As he moved that much closer, his sharp, torpedo-like stabs became more frequent. He 
loved every swift, tugging thrust. He also liked the way that she accommodated him, 
tightening her cunt muscles, tightening her legs, twisting them back and forth under the 
influence of his hot, steady efforts.

A few quick, decisive cock stabs later, the juices were about set to shoot from Roland's 
dick. He heaved a deep sigh, after which his legs and arms began to tremble. At that point the
hot, spirited collection of semen began to shoot from his hard peter.

"Here it goes." he told her. "Sweetheart, ohhh, this feels so good. Yes, baby. The stuffs 
shooting out of there. Oh, this feels so nice."

He kept blasting as hard as he could, driving his cock deep into her willing love pit. A few 
seconds later her removed his cock from her pussy.

"That's what I call nice," he told her. "Baby, was that ever some kind of fuck. Are you ever 
ready."

"I hope you'll come around more often," she smiled.

"Remember, darling. I have to rely on your telephone calls. I can't just drop around any 
time, you know. Not when I have that much at stake. After all, you are married. It would be 
just too much of a risk."

"Yes, you're right about that. It would be a terrible risk. I have to tell myself that. Well, 
whenever my husband's gone, you've got an open invitation to come here and fuck the 
ever-loving life of me."

"Just as long as I leave a little something for him," Roland grinned. "After all, we wouldn't 
want to make him suspicious, would we?"

At that point they shared a long laugh.

"How about a Martini?" she asked suddenly.

"I always did think you made the best Martinis in town," Roland complimented her, 
looking into Nora's eyes and smiling.

CHAPTER SIX

Several days later Roland encountered the challenge of a new case.

A beautiful, timid-looking young blonde girl in her early twenties came walking into his 
office. He immediately sized her up, determining that she was just the kind of girl he would 
like to have a continuing relationship with, the kind that kept extending from sex act to sex 
act. He could see she was disturbed, and the first thing she did when she sat down was to 
light up a cigaret. It wasn't even so much that she needed the smoke. It was just that she 
needed to do something with her trembling hands, and smoking a cigaret was as good and 
available an outlet as any.

As she sat there trembling, Roland did his best to put her at ease. He had seen scores of 
people like her, particularly young women, and he had a feeling that the answer pertained to 
some problem in her sex life.

"If there's one thing that I insist on in my office," Roland began softly, "it's complete 
informality. In other words, my dear, I like for a person to feel completely at home. I don't like 
any conversational inhibitions at all. So the first thing you can do is wipe that worried look off 
your face. You're with a friend. I'm here to help you, my dear. Is that clear to you?"

"Yes, I'll do my best," the blonde smiled as she took a puff from her cigaret.

"Now I believe you said your name was Grace Steele, is that right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I'd like you to just explain in your own words what it is that's bothering you, Grace. I'm 
here to help, and if there's one thing I've found from most of the cases I've dealt with, it's that 
the people didn't really need to feel all the fear and worry that they did when they came into 
my office. So just relax and tell me all about your problem."

Grace took a long puff from her cigaret, then began.

"I had this guy, and we weren't getting along," she recounted. "He just wanted me to be a 
live-in maid and nothing more. I've been living with him about a year, but I couldn't seem to 
work up the nerve to leave him."

"Why not?"

"I just couldn't," Grace shook her head. "You know, even though I thought he was a real 
bastard, I felt as if I didn't have anywhere else to go. He had succeeded in brainwashing me to 
the point where I thought I was completely dependent on him. As you can understand, that's 
a dangerous position for anybody to be in."

"I would certainly say so."

"You see, he wanted to fuck me and abuse me any way that he wanted to. He'd come 
home drunk and brag about having had sex with some chick somewhere. Then he'd ask me to
give him a trip around the world. You can imagine how good it made me feel to lick his 
sweating body after he'd told me point by point everything that had happened in his fucking 
session with another girl. But I'd have to make the most of it. If I didn't, I'd really get it."

"What do you mean by that? You mean he would attack you physically?"

"He certainly would. He'd beat the hell out of me. It's awful the way that he'd treat me. He 
was always abusing me. So anyway, at that same time I met this beautiful girl. She's just a 
couple of years older then me. Her name's Kate, and she's got the prettiest dark hair you've 
ever seen. That and a velvety complexion. She has a soft, radiant glow. She's so nice. She's 
always been very decent to me."

"That's fine. At any rate, what role did Kate assume in your life?"

"Sorry, I was just coming to that. I met her one night at a bar. This guy I was shacked up 
with was out. Oh, he was probably either getting drunk or fucking. Those are about the only 
things he seemed to be good at. Aside from that, he drifted from job to job and most of the 
time I found myself supporting him. Anyway, Kate could see that I was down in the dumps. I 
had the same kind of expression on my face that I had when I came in here. So she tried to 
make me feel relaxed. She kept telling me that this guy wasn't really worth it, that I should 
move out on him. I told her I was afraid, but she said that she would be glad to help me. She 
said she would be more than happy to be standing there while all this was happening. That 
way I would have a witness, and also, he would probably be a little more fearful about trying 
anything. I still was afraid of the whole thing, but I knew I had to get away from this guy, so I 
agreed."

"So what happened next?" an interested Roland Damian asked.

"I got away from him all right. He fumed and threatened me with everything under the 
sun, but through it all my friend Kate was standing there, and when it looked like he was 
going to get too belligerent, like maybe he was going to resort to violence, she calmly told 
him she'd call the police to see that he was put where he should be. Did I ever admire her for 
it. At any rate, when I got away from him, I knew I needed some comfort from somewhere. 
After all, I was feeling this great sense of tragedy. If there was one thing he had done for me, it
was to more or i . s live my life for me, so that I didn't have many responsibilities. Now I was 
thrust out into the cold, harsh realities of the world. I needed somebody to help me, and Kate 
was there. She asked me to move in with her, and I was more than happy to do it."

"So what finally happened?"

"We started living together, and then Kate let me know what she really wanted. She told 
me she was nuts about me sexually. It all started with her doing nothing more than just 
running her fingers through my hair and giving me an occasional kiss. She continued to 
condition me step by step, and pretty soon, there we were, lying in bed together, both naked."

"Was she sexually demanding?" Roland asked.

"Yes, she was. I mean, she's a very horny gal. She does dig me an awful lot, and when we 
get rolling, she just doesn't want to stop. She wants to keep on having all kinds of wild sex 
with me. The whole thing can get kind of tragic in certain respects. I mean, I am now about as 
dependent on her as I was on this guy. And I'm beginning to wonder if there's a straight side 
left in me. I've had so much lesbian sex with Kate lately, and we more or less keep to 
ourselves. I don't get out and socialize in places where I would be likely to run into men."

"You do work, don't you?"

"Yes, as a secretary. What does that have to do with it?"

"You're very attractive and you do work at a regular job. I would think that you'd have lots 
of men asking you out on dates. Doesn't that happen?"

"It did for a while," she nodded, "but then I began to clam up. I was afraid. I guess that's it. 
I'm afraid of experimenting any more. After that one bad association, and I'm afraid of hurting
Kate's feelings after all she's done for me. It's a terrible dilemma to be in. I'm not a total 
lesbian, Mr. Damian, you've got to believe me. You've really got to believe me."

Grace broke down once more in tears. She buried her head in her hands for several 
moments, then lifted her head once more. Roland could see the expression of pain in her eyes,
and it made him all the more eager to help her in any way that he could.

"Relax, my dear," he said soothingly. "You're going to be all right. I'm going to help you."

"You really think you can?"

"Of course. I'll hypnotize you. Let's do it right now."

Roland instructed Grace to stretch out on a collapsible sofa. After she had gotten 
completely comfortable and had even kicked off her shoes, he took out his trusty watch chain 
and watch. He moved the chain back and forth, and as he did, she sank ever deeper under the
influence of hypnosis.

Once that he had her under his control, Roland felt much better. He now was confident 
that he would succeed with her. He would prompt her to do the very things that he wanted 
her to, participating in the various sexual acts that he would thoroughly enjoy.

"You will have a strong sexual desire for Roland Damian once you come out of this, my 
dear," he said softly. "Once that you snap back into consciousness, your first desire will be me. 
You will subordinate everything to that one desire. That will be the one overriding element of 
your life, at least at that point, a desire to please me. So just relax, my dear. Concentrate on 
what I said. Now it's time for you to come out of your state of hypnosis. I've given you your 
posthypnotic suggestion. Now you will wake up."

Roland snapped his fingers. At that point Grace's eyes were jarred open. She blinked them 
several times, then looked up at Roland with great desire.

"Roland, you look so very handsome and desirable," she told him.

"Yes, and so do you," Roland nodded. "Wouldn't it be nice to take off our clothes right 
now?"

"Oh, yes, it would be wonderful."

"Then I suggest that we do that. As a matter-of-fact, I'm gonna take mine off first. Then I'll 
undress you."

"I don't mind undressing myself," Grace exclaimed.

"I know you don't, darling. That's fine. It's just that I'd like to do the honors. I hope you 
wouldn't deprive me of them."

"Of course not," she exclaimed. "As a matter-of-fact, I want you to do anything that your 
heart desires. I want to please you in every way, and I want to be pleased."

Her response made Roland feel very good. It demonstrated that she was reacting in just 
the way he had hoped she would. Already he could observe a certain calmness and 
confidence in her eyes that just hadn't been there before.

Roland's heart began to throb with mounting passion as he began to remove his clothes. 
A few moments later, he was stripped completely nude. He liked the fact that his gorgeous 
subject was staring at him, observing him ever so carefully. He liked the gleam she had in her 
eyes, which indicated just how interested she was in him, and how much she desired moving 
forward into the act of beautiful sex.

Once that he stripped off his shorts, he reached down with both hands and clutched at his 
penis. Back and forth he manipulated his fingers against his cock. The longer and faster that 
Roland played with his hot pecker, the broader the smile that surfaced on his lover's face. She 
was all ready for any kind of action that Roland specified.

Roland slid his body forward, letting himself stretch out next to her on the convertible 
sofa. He reached out and began to unbutton her dress. Her whole body began to tremble 
with a state of wild excitement.

"Baby, take everything off of me," she begged with a sigh.

"You bet I will," he told her. "Just contain yourself, baby doll. I'm gonna strip you clean. 
You're gonna be naked, totally naked, darling. Honey, what excitement we're gonna have. 
We're gonna really enjoy ourselves. We're gonna have a beautiful fuck."

Roland removed Grace's dress. Her body throbbed with mounting desire. He examined her
as she lay there in her panties, her bra, and her garter belt. He reached down and immediately
started tackling the garter belt. He undid it, letting it snap against her legs.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Roland's fingers kept on moving industriously as he touched his lover's garter belt.

He pulled and tugged at the belt, impatiently sliding it down Grace's legs. Roland's heart 
kept on pounding with ever-mounting anxiety. He knew just how much he needed some 
blissful sexual excitement. He had been stimulated by Grace right from the moment that she 
had walked into his office. Now he knew he just had to make it with her, to enjoy every aspect 
of sex with her.

Roland slid her panties down her legs, desiring ever so zealously to see her pussy. As he 
lowered the panties beyond her thighs, he took a look at her snatch. He observed her blond 
public mound, and desired to engage her in a beautiful fuck. He kept pulling the panties down
her legs, then finally released them from her body. He reached up and undid her bra straps. 
He removed her bra, then fastened his eyes on her gorgeous naked form. It was what lie had 
been waiting to see for so long.

"What a beautiful body you've got," he told her. "Honey, I really want to fuck you."

"I'm all yours," she panted. "You can do anything you want, baby. Yes, I can feel the 
excitement throughout my whole body. Take me, baby. Dominate me. I want you to 
completely dominate me. Yes, my sweet. Let's fuck, honey. Ohhh, let's really do it. Let's enjoy 
it. Let's enjoy every moment of it."

He reached out with both hands, gliding his fingers through her hair. As he held onto her 
hair, he pushed his tongue forward. He let it slide inside of her mouth. Back and forth his 
tongue skillfully manipulated inside of her mouth. He liked every swift, devastating tongue 
stab that they exchanged.

The quicker that his tongue moved, the louder that her breathing became. Roland knew 
just how excited she was getting, and he was determined to enjoy each and every swift, 
devastating tongue stab that he put forward. Back and forth his tongue kept on sliding, 
driving inside of her mouth. He kept up his hot, steady antics. He moved his tongue even so 
skillfully, enjoying every sharp, stabbing movement.

As he removed his tongue from her mouth, he reached down and began to fondle her 
breasts. Whenever Roland had a new lover, he always loved to touch her mammaries. It gave 
him a great thrill. He was overwhelmingly impressed with the construction of lovely young 
Grace's tits. He liked their firmness and every time that his fingers scraped against them, he 
felt that much more in the way of excitement.

Roland kept up his hot, throbbing finger stabs for a few strokes more, after which he 
released his fingers. He pushed his tongue downward, letting his tongue project against her 
left tit. He kept on moving his tongue back and forth a few more times, after which he then let
it go to work against her right breast. He moved his tongue ever so speedily, then removed it. 
He was all set to launch into some more wild action.

He moved his fingers downward toward her pussy. He began to finger her snatch, driving 
his fingers soothingly against her pussy. The faster that Roland exercised his fingers inside of 
Grace's hot box, the more eager that she became. She loved responding to the swift, skillful 
finger stabs that he would send forth. He moved his fingers back and forth a few more times, 
then suddenly released his fingers from her snatch. As he released his fingers, he pushed his 
tongue forward. He wanted to engage her in an appetizing tongue kiss.

If there was one thing that Roland was determined to do, it was to keep the sexual 
pressure on Grace. He wanted to see to it that they enjoyed one another to the fullest possible
extent. His tongue worked its way inside of her mouth. He kept pushing and twisting it, 
moving his tongue with great joy and desire as it kept on making rapid-fire strides against her
tongue. Their tongues kept on gliding against one another. Back and forth he moved his 
tongue, pressing it firmly against hers. A few quick, stabbing strokes later, he released his 
tongue from her mouth.

Immediately Roland let his head drop down between her luscious legs. He reached out 
and grabbed her thighs, moving his fingers up and down then. He kissed her pussy once, then
twice. All the while her whole body shook as she reacted to his cunt kisses.

"That's so nice," she exclaimed. "Baby doll, ohhh, you're really kissing my mound. 
Sweetheart, oh, I really like that Baby doll', ohhh, come on, honey. Keep it up. Yes, my dear. 
Keep kissing my pussy. I'm so alive with excitement. Sweetheart, ohhh, do I ever love it."

He reached down with his right hand, gliding his fingers inside of his lover's nest. He 
moved his fingers ever so searchingly, letting them probe and stab with satisfaction as he 
made rapid-fire strides inside of her next. He moved his fingers with soothing determination. 
Back and forth his fingers kept pressing and pushing as they made their way that much 
deeper inside of her box.

"Honey, I love those finger movements," she exclaimed. "Roland, darling, ohhh, do you 
ever know how to excite a girl. You're so good. Sweetheart, ohhh, go all the way with me."

Roland finally removed his fingers from his lover's snatch. He moved his tongue downward
toward her feet. He reached out and started to suck her toes. He moved his tongue back and 
forth, letting it dart and stab with wild appreciation. He removed his tongue from her left foot,
then let it go to work against her right. He kept ever so busily tonguing her, driving it back 
and forth as it worked its way against her toes. When he removed his tongue from her toes, 
he pushed it upward toward her left ear. Roland let his tongue passionately to work against 
her left ear lobe. He tickled and tingled her with his hot, devastation tongue movements.

"Oh, baby, your tongue is really doing the job," she said. "I can't get over you. You're so 
uninhibited. I love the way you let yourself to. Sweetheart, ohhh, this is so good. I love this 
type of excitement. Sweetheart, ohhh, baby doll, I really enjoy it."

When he finally withdrew his tongue from her ears, the state of excitement within Roland 
became more pronounced than ever. A certain desperation began to enter into his every 
movement. He reached out and ran his fingers through her hair, stroking ever so eagerly. As 
he removed his fingers from her hair, he reached out and ran his fingers against her soft, 
warm skin. Roland pushed his tongue forward, letting it enter inside of her mouth. He 
whipped his tongue back and forth frenziedly, letting it ever so eagerly twist and turn against 
her tongue. When removed his tongue from her mouth, he reached down one more time and 
began to toy with her pussy. As his fingers stroked her hot box, he propelled his tongue 
forward against her left thigh. He moved his tongue eagerly, letting it skirt and slash as it kept 
on making contact with her leg.

"Suck my thigh," she sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, come on, work your tongue against it. 
Sweetheart, suck my thigh. Suck it."

He removed his tongue from her left thigh, then let it go to work against her right thigh. 
He moved his tongue even more quickly against her right thigh than he had against her left. 
His tongue kept scraping and slashing, driving against her thigh until he finally removed it.

"Honey, suck my box," she begged. "You can do anything you want, baby doll, but I wish 
you'd blast your tongue against my pussy. Sweetheart, ohhh, stroke my pussy. Come on, baby 
doll, suck me. Yes, suck my blazing snatch. Sweetheart, oh, just drive your tongue inside me. 
Work it really fast. Honey, ohhh, I love your movements. Sweetheart, oh, what nice tongue 
action.

Roland was pleased at the prospect of engaging in some wild, determined cunt sucking. 
He let his tongue go to work inside of her nest. He kept on driving it, moving it smoothly and 
rapidly, propelling her ever closer to the state of a glorious climax. He reached down and 
stroked her buttocks. His fingers clutched against her hot ass cheeks as his tongue moved 
diligently against her pussy.

The faster that his tongue probed her box, the closer that he pushed her toward climax.

"Come on, keep sucking me," she panted. "Baby, oh, you've got to drive your tongue. 
You've got to keep planting it inside me. Sweetheart, ohhh, I like your tongue movements. 
Sweetheart, baby doll.

Keep on driving your tongue. Keep on moving it inside of my box. Keep planting it, baby. 
Yes, I want it."

While she continued to pant and beg for more action, he moved his tongue as quickly as 
he knew how inside of her snatch. He drove it with great spirit, letting it lash inside of her hot 
pussy. He moved his tongue back and forth as he slid it into her box, driving it against the 
most intimate confines. A few quick, twisting tongue strokes later, the juices were ready to 
shoot from her flaming snatch.

A few moments later, the juices shot from her. As they did, Roland's could feel her whole 
body shaking. She stroked his hair, and as she did, Grace kept gasping. She enjoyed the act of 
orgasm, and was propelled into a great state of excitement and adventure as the juices shot 
from her.

Roland released his tongue from Grace's pussy. Her whole body was still trembling, 
particularly her thighs. She looked at him and smiled.

"Darling, suck me again," Grace begged. "Just move your tongue around inside of my box, 
baby doll, ohhh, tongue me. Yes, move your tongue inside me. Slice with your tongue, baby. 
Sweetheart, ohhh, suck me. Come on, suck me again."

Roland was extraordinarily pleased to observe just how excited his lover was at that point 
in time. She couldn't seem to get enough from him. He had sucked her to climax once, and 
there she was, begging for more, desiring for him to run his tongue once again inside of her 
flaming nest. He was all set to propel his tongue inside of her fiery organ. He felt that once he 
had accomplished that, that he would have her ready to receive his cock stabs. He wanted to 
make certain that he pleased her in every way.

Once more Roland dropped his head down between his lover's legs. He planted his 
tongue fervently inside of his lover's box. He began to twist and turn with his tongue, driving 
it brilliantly inside of her nest. His tongue kept sweeping ever so scorchingly, driving back and 
forth as he moved it inside of her snatch. He loved every hot, determined tongue sensation 
that he launched inside of her pussy.

His tongue kept moving quickly, sweeping with great passion and joy as it twisted inside 
of her pussy. He kept moving his tongue with great joy, recognizing how closely he was 
drawing his lover to the point of climax.

"Keep on sucking me," she gasped. "Sweetheart, oh, you're drawing me so close. Baby, 
ohhh, come on, keep moving it. Yes, keep moving your tongue. Come on, slide your tongue."

A few hot strokes later, the juices began to shoot once more from her pussy. As her legs 
trembled and twisted, Roland swallowed the droplets of juice which shot from her. He 
released his tongue from her organ, then looked down at his cock. He loved the size of his 
huge, erect too, and now he was pre pared to teach Grace a lesson. He wanted to show her 
how enjoyable the act of sexual domination could be once that he unleashed his male 
impulses within her.

He threw his arms around her, quickly kissing her lips. He withdrew his lips once, then 
pushed them forward a second time. This time he let his lips remain pressed against hers for 
quite a long spell. All the while his body twisted and wiggled as Roland prepared to fuck her 
mound.

When Roland finally released his lips from hers following a long kiss, he pushed his prick 
forward. He let it propel its way toward her pussy. She flipped her body forward, seeking to 
aid him in every way that she could. As he slid his cock inside of her mound for the first time, 
she twisted her legs back and forth eagerly receiving the hot, solid jolts that he sent forth with
his huge, determined cock.

"Come on, fuck me," she exclaimed. "Darling, ohhh, grind your cock. Move your prick 
inside me, baby. Yes, baby doll. Let it thunder inside me, baby. Come on, doll. Give me a nice 
suck. Yes, screw me, darling. Oh, baby. Come on, keep it going. Yes, honey. Fuck me."

As her hips twisted from side to side, he kept up his hot, stirring movements. The deeper 
that he pushed his long, solid dick inside of her snatch, the faster that her whole body twisted 
as he kept up his steady antics. He kept blasting hard, driving his aroused tool into her. In just 
a few moments, he knew, the juices would be exploding. He wanted to enjoy that exhilarating 
moment to the utmost. He wanted to unleash every droplet of his thick, white cream inside of 
her mound.

So he kept on probing skillfully, driving his penis back and forth, moving it stirringly inside 
of her nest. He kept up his busy pace, and the harder that he rammed his cock inside of her, 
the closer that he moved toward the great moment of orgasm.

"Honey, what a tight snatch you've got," he told her. "Just keep moving your hips around. 
Stay in motion, darling. Yes, I want you to stay in motion. Keep on moving your body. Honey, 
ohhh, I just love it. I love this action. Do I ever love fucking you." His hard, throbbing dick kept 
on maintaining itself as it blasted inside of her mound. A few quick, throbbing sensations later,
the juices were ready to shoot from his organ. He reached out and slid his fingers against her 
buttocks. He braced himself, then heaved a deep sigh as the hot, flaming cock juices started 
to spray from the end of his prick. He could feel the wild tingles and in just a few moments, all 
of the juices had spilled from his dick.

"Damned, what a screw," he sighed. "I love it, baby doll. Yes, I really love it."

He threw his arms around beautiful young Grace's body. He kissed her forehead, then 
continued to look at her. The longer that his eyes fastened on her beautiful body, the more 
pleased that Roland became with himself for all of the sex action that he was receiving. He 
loosened her up and caused her to feel that just right titillation. He was making the most of a 
good situation.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Roland remained in a state of fervent desire. He knew what he needed next. He wanted to 
give his lover a chance to sink her hot tongue against his flaming dick. He wanted her to run 
her tongue back and forth against his solid organ until all of the juices shot.

"Reach out and touch my pecker," he requested softly. "Come on, honey. I really want you 
to put your fingers to work. Baby doll, come on, we'll make such a great team. We'll enjoy 
everything. Baby, finger my dick."

She moved her fingers back and forth, letting them slide over the tip of her lover's penis. 
She moved her tongue slowly at first, then, as the pace developed, she began to pick up 
steam. Her fingers started to circulate more quickly than before as they registered against his 
stirring peter. Up and down she worked her fingers, letting them move with sparkling zest as 
they collided with his dick. All the while, his whole body shook as he received the spirited, 
jolting finger stabs from Grace.

"That is nice," he exclaimed. "Baby doll, ahhh, just finger my dick. Come on, honey. Slide 
your fingers over my pecker. Darling, ohhh, come on, move your fingers."

She kept up her hot, emphatic finger strokes. Back and forth she moved them as they 
connected with his hot organ. A few strokes later, she released her fingers from Roland's cock 
and let them go to work against his balls. Her fingers moved with sparkling zest, continuing to
make rapid-fire contact with his balls. Her fingers kept on gliding, twisting back and forth as 
she let them go. She loved the total uninhibitedness with which her fingers were pursuing his 
balls. Back and forth she kept on sliding her hot fingers as they maintained their effective, 
steady pace.

She slid her fingers against his balls for several more strokes, after which she released 
them.

"That's it, now start sucking my testicles," he said, his body trembling eagerly. "Come on, 
baby. Bring me off. You're gonna bring me off. The juices are gonna spray out of the end of 
my dick. They're really gonna shoot. I'm gonna blast away with my tongue. So come on, 
sweetheart. Let's really go to work. Work your tongue. Let it go."

She was alive with excitement, loving the way that her lover's whole body twisted and 
swayed. As he lay there, his whole body continuing to twist, she moved her tongue forward. 
She pressed it against his hot balls. Roland was happy to see that Grace was that eager to 
please him. She responded to cock sucking every bit as commendably as she had responded 
to the pussy fuck. Her tongue kept on wiggling, driving back and forth as she moved it against
his testicles. Her tongue kept on sliding, driving against his balls as she moved him that much 
nearer to climax.

"Play with my dick," he exclaimed. "Come on, honey. Run your fingers over my cock. Do 
that while you're sucking my balls. Sweetie, ohhh, that's the kind of action that I really love."

Beautiful young Grace's tongue kept on sweeping against Roland's balls. As it maintained 
its steady pursuit, she worked her fingers that much more swiftly against his cock. Up and 
down her fingers flew as she maintained a steady pattern. She kept on moving them against 
his hot dick. All the while her tongue kept on moving, driving against his balls. She was 
determined to bring him off all the way. Her tongue kept working, connecting ever so 
diligently as she made her rapid-fire strides against his balls.

"Keep busy," he told her. "Ahhh, baby doll. I can really feel the itch now. So come on, baby.
Just run your tongue against my prick. Baby doll, ohhh, come on, slide it against my erect tool.
Suck me off, baby. Yes, honey. I want it, ohhh, damned, do I ever want it."

She moved her tongue back and forth once more, but this time Grace was concentrating 
on her lover's long, flaming peter. She kept up her spry, steady antics, letting her head bounce
up and down as she continued the sucking pursuit. Her tongue kept on licking, sliding with 
beauty and grace as it worked with devastating joy against his prick. All the while Roland 
could feel the waves of excitement circulating through his whole body.

Grace reached down and clutched at his balls. Her fingers kept moving back and forth, 
gliding against his testicles as she sucked his peter. All the while she was moving him that 
much nearer, driving her tongue against his cock. All the while, her fingers kept circulating 
against his balls. She kept stroking quickly, driving her fingers against his testicles as she 
moved him ever nearer to the point of a beautiful climax.

"Suck me off," he sighed. "Come on, dear. Oh, you're so good at it. Come on, honey."

His whole body shook as he kept on receiving the steady, dedicated tongue jolts that 
Grace kept propelling his way. While her head bobbed up and down, Roland reached out and 
grabbed Grace's head. He held on firmly, and as he did, her tongue kept up its blinding 
pursuit of his hot, flaming cock. Up and down her tongue kept on moving superbly, driving 
gracefully against his hot joy stick as he moved that much nearer. He could feel the bulging 
waves of excitement circulating through his cock, and he knew that now he was on the verge, 
ready to explode.

A few quick strokes later, as his lover kept on twisting her fingers against his balls, the fiery
droplets of semen began to shoot from the end of his aroused cock.

"Go get the stuff," he gulped. "Come on, baby, swallow it all. Yes, my dear. Ohhh, suck it all
out of me. Yes, honey. I love this tongue action. Oh, come on, baby. Suck my cock. Yeah, ohhh,
swallow the juices."

He heaved a deep sigh, his whole body twisting and throbbing as the juices kept on 
spurting out of the end of his long dick. It kept on spraying, splashing out of his peter and 
into her mouth. Roland watched with great joy, observing her jet-propelled tongue as it kept 
twisting around inside of her mouth. She finished swallowing every droplet of his hot, fiery 
cum. Grace then released her tongue from is mammoth screw stick.

Roland was overjoyed as a result of the action that she had provided for him. He knew that
he could stand to get his rocks off one more time. He wanted to blast forth with his hard cock,
to drive it with thundering impact and joy inside of her nest until the droplets of peter fluid 
had once more shot from him.

He reached inside of her nest, sliding his fingers into her gooey pit. He liked touching her 
snatch. The longer that his fingers ran inside of her moist nest, the more excited she became. 
She was intrigued at the possibility of receiving some more flaming action from him.

"Here we go," he gulped. "I am gonna fuck your snatch once more, baby. Yes, honey. I'm 
gonna grind my cock inside you. You just wait, baby doll. Just wait for my hot fuck. 
Sweetheart, ohhh, am I ever gonna slam my dick into you. Come on, baby doll, let's do it."

Roland reached out and grabbed his lover's but tocks. He held on firmly, then prepared to 
thrust his cock forward. He wanted to blast it eagerly inside of her mound, to enjoy every hot, 
jolting stab that he could share with his beautiful friend.

He propelled his penis inside of her mound. Back and forth his cock manipulated, working 
against her hot, willing nest. His prick kept up its steady pursuit of her snatch. He moved it 
forward, grinding it with blinding speed and desire as he moved himself that much nearer to a
beautiful climax.

"Baby, ohhh, a few more strokes and I'll be there," he told her eagerly.

"Yes, honey. I know it. So keep fucking me. Yes, grind your cock. Baby doll, ohhh, fuck me. 
Yes, fuck me.

As Roland raced ever nearer to climax, he started to slap at her buttocks. He slapped 
crisply, enjoying the swift, decisive impact that he generated with his long, hot stabs. Now he 
was only a few strokes removed from the end. The juices were about set to spray from his 
dick, so he kept right at it, slamming his cock back and forth as he moved himself ever nearer 
to the orbit of orgasm.

"Baby, fuck me," she sighed. "Ohhh, it feels so good. It feels so great when you stick your 
dick inside me. Keep sticking it, honey. Stick it to me, baby doll, all the way."

A few hot, hurling forward strokes later, the juices began to spray out of the end of 
Roland's peter. The hot juices splashed ever so voluminously, and as they did, he sighed and 
gasped. He enjoyed every stroke that he had sent inside of her pussy.

"I hope you feel a lot better about things," he told her when it was all over.

"I can't get over what's happened to me," Grace smiled. "Something happened 
somewhere, but it's nothing that I can put my fingers on. It was just so wonderful, the way you
fucked me. And I enjoyed every bit of it. I loved reacting to those fucks you gave me. Thank 
you, my dear."

"The pleasure was all mine," Roland laughed. "After all, you're some kind of woman."

CHAPTER NINE

One week later, Roland felt that it was time to take the initiative once more.

He called up Grace, explaining why it was important for him to visit both her and Kate.

"I'd really like to talk with both you girls," he said in his most seductive tone. I'd appreciate 
the opportunity to meet Kate, too. She sounds like such a wonderful girl."

"Yes, but there's just one problem," Grace replied.

"What's that?"

"She has a pretty low opinion of men. She just doesn't seem to want to do it with them 
anymore. When she hears about me having sex with men, or even thinking about it, it starts to
bug her. She starts telling me that it proves I really don't have the same feeling for her that 
she had for me. Of course, that isn't true. It's just that I like the opposite sex as well, 
particularly when it comes to somebody like you, my dear."

"Thank you, baby," he said. "I feel the same way. Listen, why don't we get together. How's 
tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes, I'm gonna be off then," Grace said.

"How about your dear friend Kate?"

"She'll be home, too. Yeah, make it around two."

"That's good. I'd be glad to help Kate along. I think maybe she could use a little hypnosis 
to help her."

"Yes, just maybe she could. The big problem will be talking her into it. I don't know, this 
thing is so risky that I'm kind of afraid of it."

"Nonsense. Just explain to her that you've gone to me for some help. And I've been able 
to deliver. If she really thinks that much of you, I'm sure that she'll be more than willing to let 
me into the place to do my thing."

The next day Roland arrived at the apartment at two o'clock. Grace let him inside. She 
looked a little apprehensive, wondering just how things would come out with Kate.

The first time that Roland observed Kate, he couldn't help but feel all kinds of wild tingles 
of sexual arousal. He loved her coal-black hair, her dark, beautiful eyes, and her trim, gorgeous
figure. He wanted to fuck her immediately, but he knew he couldn't act too quickly.

"He's been wonderful to me," Grace told Kate as the three of them sipped wine. "As a 
matter-of-fact, dear, it might help if he gave you a little hypnosis, just like he gave me. You've 
been talking about how much more relaxed I've been in the last week. Well, he's responsible."

"I don't know, I'm a little afraid of hypnosis," Kate smiled fearfully. "I'm always afraid of 
something I don't know much about."

"You're too intelligent a woman to fall for superstition, Kate," Roland laughed. "So what do
you say that you give it a try? If you don't like it the first time, you'll never have to do it again. I
just think that it can help you, such as it helped your friend Grace."

"Very well, I'll do it then," Kate finally consented.

They walked into the bedroom. Kate, who was wearing a white pantsuit, stretched out in 
the middle of the bed. She took off her shoes, then relaxed as best she could.

"That's it, take it nice and easy," Roland said.

He took out his trusty watch and chain. He moved it back and forth. As he did, he 
observed her eyes watching.

"Keep your eyes focused on the watch," he said softly. "Yes, that's it. You're going to relax. 
You're going to completely let yourself go. Then you're going to listen to what I have to say."

As Grace watched with great interest, Roland moved into the suggestion phase of the 
hypnotic act.

"As soon as you come out of your present state," he said, "you're going to have a new 
outlook. You're going to desire me sexually. You're going to desire me in the same way that 
you've desired your lover Grace. But your first instinct isn't going to be toward me, but to 
Grace. At first you will desire to have sex with her, and the two of you will consummate the 
act. As soon as you are finished having sex with Grace, you will then move into a state of great
excitement. A different kind of state. The kind of state you haven't been in for quite awhile. 
You will begin to desire me. As a matter-of-fact, your desire toward me will reach the 
overwhelming point. You will seek to hungrily engage yourself in sex with me. And the longer 
that we have sex, the greater the degree of excitement that you'll possess. You'll feel as free as
a bird. You'll want me so badly, you won't feel the least bit of guilt about any of it. But right 
now you're coming out of your state, and when you do, you're going to desire Grace."

As he snapped his fingers, Roland watched with great pleasure as Kate blinked her eyes 
open. She looked over at Grace hungrily, then exclaimed: "Let's undress and fuck."

"That sounds very good to me," Grace laughed. Roland decided to give the girls plenty of 
room. If there was one thing he enjoyed, it was a wild sex orgy. He felt that their chances of 
having one in this instance would be very great, given the fact that there were three of them 
now all ready to engage in sex. He enjoyed watching two beautiful women involve themselves
in lovemaking. Now he had the opportunity to observe some sex firsthand between Grace and
Kate. He sat down in a chair toward the back of the bedroom. He didn't want to do anything 
to disturb them. At least not in the early stages of their activity. He wanted to give the girls a 
chance to enjoy each other to the fullest possible extent.

While he kept on watching, beautiful young Grace and equally dazzling Kate removed 
their clothes. Since he had never seen Kate undressed before, he watched very closely as she 
took off her pantsuit. He had a strong hunch that she was wearing nothing beneath it, and 
several moments later he discovered just how correct he was.

She removed her pantsuit and stretched out totally in the nude. Roland's alert eyes 
observed every gorgeous curve in her body, and they were plentiful, particularly in her hips, 
her buttocks and her breasts. He kept staring at her until Grace had removed her clothes. As 
soon as Grace stripped off her panties and bra, Kate made a move toward her.

Roland could see just how horny Kate was, and he kept observing her with great interest 
as she threw her arms around her lover's body. She kissed Grace's lips, then pushed her 
tongue forward, letting it enter inside of Grace's mouth. Their tongues hurled forward 
simultaneously. Back and forth they steadily delivered them, letting them move with 
scintillating grace as they kept on colliding. It was Kate who took the initiative, letting her 
tongue move with spirit and excitement as it manipulated against her lover's tongue.

A few moments later she released her tongue from her lover's mouth. As she did, Kate 
reached out and ran her fingers through Grace's hair. She moved her fingers soothingly. Back 
and forth she let them manipulate. She slipped her tongue forward once more inside of 
Grace's mouth. Kate loved the dazzling excitement that was taking place between them. Back 
and forth their tongues moved with rapid-fire consistency. A few moments later, Kate released
her tongue from her lover's mouth. Now they were all set to move on to the next stage of the 
action.

Roland was able to observe just how horny he had made Kate with his suggestion. She was
all over her lover Grace, panting eagerly. Once more she projected her tongue inside of 
Grace's mouth, and this time, as her tongue kept wiggling inside of Grace's mouth, she 
reached out and grabbed at her breasts. She held on to Grace's tits ever so firmly and 
conscientiously. Back and forth her fingers kept on twisting, and all the while her tongue 
drove and stabbed inside of Grace's mouth. A few moments later Kate released her tongue 
from Grace's mouth. She then twisted her body around to where she was lying on top of 
Grace's body. Her fingers moved up and down Grace's thighs, stroking ever so smoothly and 
convincingly.

"I want you to suck my pussy," Kate told her. "Baby doll, I'm gonna do the same thing to 
you. We're gonna enjoy ourselves. We're gonna let our tongues go. We're gonna really love it 
when we drive our tongues inside of each other."

Kate moved her tongue up and down Grace's left thigh. Her tongue kept scraping back 
and forth. She maintained her effective pace for several more strokes, after which she released
her tongue from her lover's left thigh and placed it against her right. She moved her tongue 
soothingly, letting it twist and turn as it worked against her lover's thigh.

When she removed her tongue from her thigh, she pushed it down between her legs 
toward her nest. Kate picked up the scent of Grace's pussy, and now she was torn with wild 
desire to drive her tongue inside of her lover's snatch until the juices shot.

"Let's both get busy," Kate said. "Come on, Grace baby. Let's really exchange beautiful 
sucks. Let's drive our tongues back and forth. Let's really enjoy it, sweetheart. Come on, honey.
Suck me, darling. Oh, baby. Let's really move our tongues. Let's work them real nice. 
Sweetheart, ohhh, let's suck. Let's really suck."

Grace quickly got the message. As Kate sank her tongue inside of her love pit, she quickly 
reciprocated. She moved her tongue back and forth, driving it spiritedly. Together they made 
rapid-fire contact, enjoying each and every stroke that they supplied for one another.

As soon as Kate would dramatically step up their sucking pace, Grace would do the same. 
Their tongues kept on moving, sliding briskly as they pushed one another that much nearer to
climax.

Roland kept his eyes on Kate. He liked the smooth, uninhibited way that she sucked her 
lover's pussy. As her tongue kept on stroking inside of her nest, she reached down with both 
hands and played with Grace's buttocks. She loved to let her fingers cling against Grace's ass 
cheeks as she kept on propelling her tongue, driving back and forth inside of her snatch as 
she moved her ever nearer to the point of orgasm.

Their tongues kept on connecting, driving vigorously as they twisted and turned. She 
moved her ever nearer to the stirring point of climax. Grace kept on diligently twisting her 
tongue, sliding it inside of Kate's pussy, doing her best to make contact with her on a 
stroke-for-stroke basis. Now they were both pushing toward the point of climax. It was just a 
question of which one of them would juice first.

It was Kate who finally shot first. The juices bolted from her pussy. Roland watched as 
Grace went after every drop of the juice. As soon as she swallowed the last droplet of juice, 
Grace removed her tongue from Kate's pussy. She heaved a loud gasp.

"Kate, baby, you've got to finish me off," she said. "Darling, keep your tongue moving. Yes, 
honey. I love the stroking. Baby, ahhh, come on, tongue my pussy. Yes, honey. I just love it. 
Baby doll, ohhh, eat out my box."

A few hot, twisting tongue strokes later, the juices began to shoot from Grace's pussy. 
They splashed inside of her lover's mouth.

As Kate removed her tongue from Grace's pussy, she threw her arms around Grace once 
more. She kissed her lips, then released them.

Kate was so hungry for Grace's body that she wanted to suck her again. Roland kept on 
watching as Grace was embraced once again by Kate. She pushed her tongue against her 
breast. She moved her tongue against her left tit with surging spirit and joy. Grace's whole 
body trembled under the hot, steady tongue impulses directed by her lover.

"Keep your tongue twisting," Grace said. "Come on, honey. Yes, Kate baby. Just move your 
tongue. Darling, ahhh, I love what you're doing."

Kate kept up her hot, determined stroking efforts. Her tongue kept on moving against 
Grace's left breast. She removed her tongue from her left tit, then let it go to work against her 
right. She moved her tongue with great speed and desire, enjoying every stroke that she sent 
forth. A few quick strokes later, she released her tongue from her breast.

"Now it's time to go down on your pussy," Kate winked. "I really want to suck your snatch, 
dear. And you want to receive those strokes. Isn't that right?"

"Yes," Grace gulped. "Come on, Kate baby. Just plant your tongue inside me. Really let 
yourself go. Darling, ohhh, I want to feel it. I want to feel every hot stroke."

CHAPTER TEN

As Grace twisted her hips and extended her legs, her lover dropped her tongue down 
between them eagerly.

She pushed her tongue back and forth, working it inside of her hot box. Kate was 
determined to get her off quickly. She kept attacking her velvety mound, allowing her tongue 
to assert itself with great skill and vigor. Her tongue kept on dancing, driving inside of her hot 
nest. Now she was only a few strokes removed from climax. Her tongue kept on moving, 
driving rapidly, twisting and turning as she pushed Grace ever nearer.

The closer that Grace moved toward climax, the quicker that her hips twisted and turned. 
She kicked her legs eagerly, loving every swift, decisive tongue stroke that her lover planted 
inside of her mound. A few quick, stirring strokes later, the juices were about set to shoot from
her box. They started to spray from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.

"Come on, go after the stuff," Grace sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, Kate baby. Suck it. Yes, suck 
the juices out of me. I just love it, baby. This is so good. Yes, my dear. Ohhh, what beautiful 
sucks. Come on, honey. Suck me real nice."

As Grace's body twisted and turned, the juices finally started to shoot from her snatch. 
They sprayed inside of her lover's mouth. A few quick strokes later, Kate removed tongue from
Grace's pussy.

As soon as the sucking session came to an end, Kate got up quickly from the bed. She 
walked over toward a nearby drawer, pulling it open. Roland watched with great curiosity as 
she pulled out a plastic vibrator, which she brought with her toward the bed. She turned it on, 
and Roland heard the whirring sounds. With the electricity running, he recognized that Kate 
had something in mind for her gorgeous lover.

"I want to plant this in your pussy," she looked at Grace and winked. "You want to juice 
again, don't you?"

Grace nodded eagerly. She extended her legs, then pointed down toward her twat.

"Yeah, let's really get it off," she said. "Come on, honey. Just push that beautiful vibrator 
inside me. I want it. I want to feel it. I want to enjoy every bit of it."

As her hips wiggled, she kept on moving the vibrator around inside of her snatch. A few 
quick, jolting movements later, Grace was already beginning to react with wild excitement. A 
few quick strokes after that, the juices shot from her pussy.

Kate withdrew the vibrator momentarily, after which she went back to work with it again. 
She kept stroking ever so vigorously, driving it inside of her lover's nest. The more excited that
Grace became, and the more intensely that she kicked her legs, the better that Kate liked it. 
She kept shoving the vibrator deep inside her, enjoying every movement that she brought to 
bear.

"I like that," Grace gasped. "Come on, Kate honey. Keep it up, sweetheart. Ohhh, I really do
enjoy it."

A few strokes later, the juices bolted once more from Grace's pussy. At that juncture Kate 
removed the vibrator from her snatch. She shut it off, then placed it on top of a nearby table. 
She then looked over at Roland. His cock was bulging so hard that he hardly knew what to do.
He didn't know if he could contain himself until the girls had finished their lovemaking.

"You know something," Kate said. "You look pretty handsome to me, baby. As a 
matter-of-fact, I hope you don't mind my bluntness, but I wouldn't mind fucking with you."

"If there's anything I like, it's a girl who isn't afraid to say what she believes," Roland 
laughed. "That sounds pretty good, baby. If you want to fuck with me, then I'm more than 
willing."

"You can get your clothes off any time you want to," Kate said. "I'm impatient to start, 
honey. I want to fuck with you. I want to get a nice screw. Baby doll, let's have a beautiful 
fuck."

Roland nodded, jumping up quickly from the chair he'd been sitting in. Immediately Kate 
noticed the bulge in his trousers.

"Do you ever have a hard-on," she said. "Darling, I can see that you've got plenty to give 
me with that pecker of yours."

"Yes, I do."

"I don't know why I'm feeling this way, but it's like you're just totally irresistible to me. 
There's just no way that I can get my passions satisfied unless we go all the way. Are you ready
to go all the way with me, sweetheart?"

"I certainly am," Roland replied emphatically. Kate licked her lips with great anticipation as 
Roland quickly removed his clothes. As soon as he stripped down completely, he slid his body 
inside of the bed with her. He was amazed at the way that she came on. He could hear the 
sounds of her heavy breathing even from a few feet away.

She reached out and grabbed his head, clutching against it with both hands. She let her 
fingers run ever so soothingly through his hair. She moved her lips forward, pushing them 
against his. Back and forth she kept on letting her lips penetrate. After a few more stabbing 
kisses, Kate released her lips from her lover's. She pushed her tongue forward, allowing it to 
slip its way inside of her lover's mouth. Back and forth she let her tongue slip and slide, 
permitting it to manipulate excitedly.

A few quick, twisting strokes later, she released her tongue from his mouth.

"You're really ready for action," Roland smiled. "You're just the kind of girl I like to bang 
with."

"Yes, darling. I'm ready for anything, anything. Give me the most erotic screw that you can. 
Go all the way. Darling, I won't be satisfied unless you fuck me with everything that you've got.
Come on, my sweet, let's really do it. Let's enjoy it, darling. Let's fuck."

Roland pushed his tongue forward, letting it collide with her left buttock. He enjoyed 
stroking her warm, smooth skin. He took turns sucking each buttock, then, as he fixed his 
fingers against her thighs, he pushed his tongue forward, letting it head toward her asshole.

"Suck a little hot ass," she sighed. "Come on, my sweet. Just drive your tongue. Baby doll, 
ahhh, eat out my asshole. Baby, come on, eat my ass. Suck it, darling. Yes, baby. Come on, give
me some wild ass sucking. Sweetheart, ohhh, baby doll, come on and eat me. Eat my asshole."

Kate's whole body twitched nervously as Roland sank his tongue inside of her anus. Back 
and forth he let his tongue connect with her hot ass. He drove it with splendor and grace, 
permitting it to accelerate as he kept on driving it inside of her asshole. He continued his 
fervent movements, driving his tongue in a whirlpool of passion inside of her asshole. He kept 
on moving his scintillating tongue, letting it drive with enthusiasm as it made its way inside of 
her anus.

The quicker that his tongue stabbed, the deeper that he manipulated it in her asshole. A 
few quick, jolting tongue strokes later, he released his tongue from her asshole. As her whole 
body kept trembling and twisting, he decided that it was time to move his cock forward. He 
wanted to project it inside of her asshole. That was the kind of wild fuck that he would most 
enjoy. He wanted to thoroughly dominate this beautiful woman who had, up until that time, 
been an undeviating member of the lesbian camp. He would receive all kinds of inner 
satisfaction from plunging his thick, steamy pecker inside of her asshole until he juiced.

"This will hurt a little, but you're still gonna love it," he sighed. "I'm gonna fuck your hot 
ass."

"Take me, take me, fuck me," Kate exclaimed. "Go ahead, darling. Fuck my asshole. Do 
anything you want to me."

He reached out and grabbed her thighs, twisting her legs over his shoulders. Roland's 
body quivered slightly as he moved his hot, anxious dick forward. He was planning to drive it 
inside of her asshole. He would give her a steaming hot fuck, blasting his tool inside of her 
tight anal passage until the juices penetrated from the end of his blazing stick.

"Here we go," he gulped. "Just get set, darling. Am I ever gonna fuck your asshole. What a 
hot ass you've got. I'm gonna really drive my prick inside you. Baby, ahhh, I really want it. I 
want this kind of a wild fuck. I want to drive my pecker inside you." He slapped at his lover's 
buttocks, then heaved his cock forward. He let it push and stab inside of her ready anus. He 
loved the way that her body tilted and her ass cheeks moved from side to side as she did her 
best to briskly accommodate his every hot, piercing movement.

Back and forth his steaming efforts continued. He kept on penetrating as skillfully as he 
knew how, blasting hard, sliding his cock deep into her.

"Keep on fucking me," she gasped. "Darling, ahhh, slide your cock inside my asshole. Baby,
oh, give me a good fuck. Sweetheart, screw me. Screw my hot ass. Baby, ohhh, give me a great
fuck. Darling, I want it."

As his thundering cock kept on penetrating ever deeper inside of her asshole, he reached 
out and slapped at her buttocks. She loved hearing the sounds of his loud gasps as he 
desperately let his cock surge in and out of her anus. She could feel the wild, exciting pains 
from his movements. Even though he was fucking her hard and fast, she did not mind it. As a 
matter-of-fact, Kate felt suddenly liberated. She couldn't get over what had hit her. She was 
overcome by the solid, captivating cock jolts of Roland as his huge peter kept plunging that 
much deeper inside of her anus.

"Honey, what an ass," Roland sighed. "Just keep moving your butt, baby. Come on, twist 
your ass cheeks. I really love these screwing sensations. Yes, baby doll. Ahhh, I just love it. This 
is fucking. Baby doll, ohhh, this is really my kind of fuck."

He kept on driving his hot, blinding cock ever deeper inside of her asshole. A few quick, 
jolting cock stabs later, the juices were ready to spill from his organ. Ever so methodically he 
kept up his pace, timing his strokes magnificently, making certain that he put every ounce of 
energy possible into each and every fuck.

A few hot, brilliant stabs later, the juices began to spill from the end of his hot, ready penis.
As his body twisted and swayed, he slapped at her buttocks. He kept on sighing and gasping, 
enjoying the solid stabs as he moved that much nearer.

Suddenly he could feel the wild itchiness in his balls. He was more agitated than before, 
and that proved to him just how near he was to that exhilarating point of orgasm. The thick, 
steaming droplets of hot white juice began to splash out of the end of his dick.

"Ohhh, this is what I've been waiting for," he sighed. "Darling, ohhh, look at the hot stuff 
shoot out of there. What sensations. What a glorious feeling. This feels wonderful."

Roland slapped at his lover's buttocks. He kept on smiling and gasping, enjoying every 
second of the act. All the while the spurting droplets of thick, white cream kept on shooting 
from the end of his hot stick. He watched with great satisfaction until the final few spurting 
droplets of the pecker fluid had been released from his peter, after which he released his dick 
from her ass.

"Baby, I can't believe how much I wanted you," Kate told him. "You really slammed your 
dick into me, sweetheart."

"That's right, and there's a lot more where that fuck came from," he winded.

"Tell me more."

"Why the hell should I tell you when I can show you?"

"That's a good response. How about kissing me?"

He leaned forward, delivering his lips against hers. He devoured her with his hot kiss, then 
released his lips from hers. He looked down at Kate once more, recognizing just how much 
she was smoldering, realizing the extent of her flaming desire for him.

"I love fucking you," he sighed.

"I love having sex with you, sweetheart," Kate told him. "I can't seem to get enough of you.
Yes, my dear. I want some more. I'm a glutton. I'm a sex glutton where you're concerned."

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The longer that Roland's smoldering eyes took in Kate's gorgeous body, the more 
intrigued he became all over again.

Roland reached down with his right index finger. He wanted to let it probe inside of his 
lover's asshole. He pushed his finger toward her anus. He let his finger make its initial contact 
with her hot ass slit. He moved his finger back and forth, grinding it with sparkling zest inside 
of her asshole. Every time that he touched her hot ass, her twitching ass moved more quickly 
than before.

He kept up his hot, fiery finger sensations for a few strokes longer. When he released his 
finger, he reached out and grabbed a pillow. He set it down in the middle of the bed.

"Lie on this," he pointed toward the pillow, his eyes focusing on Kate. "Just stretch out on 
the pillow, baby. I want to fuck your asshole. I want to stab your hot ass with my dick. I want 
to really let myself go. I want to fuck your ass, darling. I want to really grind it hard. This will be
so nice. I'll really enjoy letting you have it. Baby doll, I really want to fuck you."

"Sweetheart, I want to receive your fucking stabs," she replied. "So just get set, baby. Yes, 
this is gonna feel so good. Darling, ohhh, I'm gonna love it. I'm gonna love it just like I loved 
the first screw. Sweetheart, oh, what a nice feeling this is gonna be. It's gonna be so great 
receiving those hot, stabbing jolts from your prick. Sweetheart, ahhh, I'm gonna love it, I'm 
gonna enjoy it."

He reached out with his hot, sweaty hands. He let them cling to her buttocks. As he held 
on tightly, he pushed his cock forward, getting ready for his first thrust inside of her anus. He 
directed his cock toward her asshole, letting it grind inside of her. His first few cock stabs were
slow and methodical. He was easing into the act, seeking not to get too excited too quickly.

His hard pecker kept on maintaining itself, and all the while he kept at it. His thick, 
steaming dick drove ever sharper and deeper inside of her. All the while her hips flailed back 
and forth as she received the captivating cock jolts from him.

"Come on, really cut loose," she exclaimed. "Baby doll, fuck my asshole. Yes, keep moving 
your cock. Drive your prick. Drive it into me. Come on, darling. Give me a nice fuck. Honey, 
screw my ass. Really screw my asshole."

His hard, burning organ kept on making its rapid-fire contact with her asshole. He kept 
pumping and pushing his cock, driving it with spirit and zest as he slid it ever deeper inside of 
her asshole. He kept moving that much nearer to the point of climax. A few quick, stiff, 
stabbing jolts later, the juices were about set to shoot from his thick organ. He kept on 
jabbing his cock inside of her asshole, continuing to make spirited contact.

A few stiff pecker stabs later, the onslaught of white juice hit. It kept splashing from the 
end of his peter and into her asshole.

Her hips kept wiggling and dancing as he stabbed her with everything he had, enjoying 
every last bit of sensation as the juices flowed vigorously from his cock and into her asshole. A
few moments later he released his cock from her asshole.

"That was really nice," he sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, that was some kind of a fuck. 
Sweetheart, I can use it again from you."

He jumped up from the bed, then ran to the bathroom. Roland washed off his cock 
thoroughly, soaping and rinsing it, after which he dried it off. A few moments later he was 
back inside of the bedroom, his cock hard, prepared to engage in some more blazing action.

"This time I want to get in on it, too," Grace said insistently. "I've been watching for long 
enough. I'm ready for that kind of wild action."

"That's a good idea," he smiled. "As a matter-of-fact, I know just the thing. I want you to 
suck my asshole."

"What are you gonna be doing when I'm sucking your ass?" Grace asked. "I guess you've 
got a threeway in mind."

"I certainly have," Roland nodded with a smile. "The most beautiful little threeway you can 
think of. I'm gonna be driving my prick inside of this beautiful little lady's mouth. But first I 
want to fuck her tits."

Kate desired some more action from her new male lover. Her scintillating body continued 
to just lie there on the bed. All the while she panted for more, seeking all the action that she 
could hope to derive from him. He liked her willingness to please, and now he had his cock 
poised and ready, prepared to plunge it against her tits.

Roland pushed his cock forward. He let it go to work swiftly against her left breast. Back 
and forth he moved his hot dick, letting it register against her breast. He enjoyed the hot, 
tantalizing movements that he kept on providing as his cock kept moving, skirting gracefully 
over every crevice of her tit.

He withdrew his cock from her left breast, then let it go to work against her right. He 
repeated the same dazzling movements, allowing his prick to drive back and forth as he 
permitted it to immerse itself in wild excitement and adventure.

A few quick movements later, he released his cock from her breast. He looked down at his 
long, hard stick, then decided that it was time to push his cock inside of her mouth. He was 
prepared for some wild sex action. He pushed his cock forward, allowing it to make contact 
inside of her mouth. As he did so, he observed his lover Grace prepared to plunge her tongue 
forward.

"Come on, suck out my ass," he told Grace, turning his head and smiling at her. 
"Sweetheart, bury your tongue in my asshole. That's gonna excite me so much. The deeper 
that you bury your tongue in my hot ass, the deeper I'm gonna fuck this beautiful girl's 
mouth. This is what I want, some fantastic action. I'm gonna really fuck her mouth. And while 
I'm doing it, I want you to suck my asshole. This is gonna be my kind of action. Beautiful 
action. Just the kind of action that I need. Ahhh, come on, suck my ass."

He twisted his ass cheeks a few times in order to stimulate her all the more. Grace didn't 
even need that much in the way of stimulation. Her tongue immediately went to work, gliding 
back and forth inside of his hot asshole. All the while his body kept twisting and turning as he 
moved his dick that much deeper inside of his lover Kate's mouth. He kept on sending his hot 
dick inside of her, loving every swift, fantastic cock stroke that he projected her way.

Roland kept right on blasting hard, driving his fervent peter ever so deeply inside of her 
mouth. He liked the way that it was happening. Back and forth his hot, turgid peter kept up its
blinding state of impact.

He drove his ramrod dick as deep inside her throat as he could. He loved the throat 
fucking. This was his ultimate triumph, the knowledge that he could dominate Kate in every 
conceivable way. He had fucked her asshole, and now there he was, ramming his prick as 
effectively as he knew how deep inside of her mouth. He was getting double sensations since 
his other lover, beautiful young Grace, was sucking his asshole.

A few strokes later, he felt himself racing ever nearer to climax. His cock kept on planting 
itself ever so solidly inside of Kate's mouth, and all the while he was driving himself with a fury,
pushing his pecker that much closer to the point of orgasm.

Another few quick, steady stabs later, the juices were ready to spill. He kept on ramming 
his cock hard, blasting it into her mouth. He watched as the first few steaming droplets of 
liquid shot from his tool. The cock droplets spilled eagerly, splashing out of the end of his hot 
peter and into her mouth.

His body kept twisting and turning as his lover sucked out his asshole. As he removed his 
cock from her mouth, he looked down at the two girls.

"I could use a breather at this point," he smiled. "Maybe you two want to get back into 
action."

Kate looked over at her beloved Grace and smiled. She placed her fingers fondly against 
Grace's tits.

"I know I sure want to get back into activity," Kate said. "I want to suck this beautiful girl's 
pussy. After all, she did such a good job of sucking out your asshole."

"Of course," Roland laughed, easing into a chair. "Such activity deserves a reward."

"You bet your sweet ass it does," Kate grinned.

Kate reached down with her left hand. She let her fingers ease ever so soothingly inside of 
her lover's pussy. Back and forth she moved her fingers, letting them dart against the warm, 
soothing nest. The quicker that her fingers approached, the more excitement that rippled 
throughout her whole body. Kate was alive with excitement, loving the fact that she had 
Grace's pussy to play with, and she was making the most of every quick, decisive stroke.

A few quick movements later, Kate removed her fingers from Grace's mound. She looked 
down at her box, eyeing it ever so carefully. She pushed her tongue toward her nest. She 
moved it back and forth a few times slowly. She released her tongue from her pussy, then 
pushed it toward her asshole.

"Oh, honey, you're sucking ass," Grace sighed. "Come on, Kate baby. Just work your 
tongue inside my asshole. Darling, ahhh, I really want you to let your tongue go. Sweetheart, 
give me a nice ass suck. Darling, ohhh, I love the way you're stroking."

As Kate kept on sliding her tongue inside of her lover's asshole, she reached out with her 
right hand and toyed with her pussy. She liked every hot, stabbing finger sensation. Kate 
enjoyed the double sensations, and so did her lover, whose throbbing body kept moving back
and forth under the steady torrent of activity.

"Come on, keep sucking," she sighed. "Baby doll, I love your tongue."

A few moments later, Kate released her tongue from Grace's asshole. She was all ready to 
go to work inside of her nest. She pushed her tongue forward inside of Grace's hot snatch. 
Back and forth her tongue throbbed, twisting deliciously as it made its impact constantly felt 
inside of her lover's snatch.

"Baby, what snatch sucking," Grace exclaimed. "Honey, I'm on fire. My nest is ready to 
explode. Yes, baby doll. Ohhh, this is such a good feeling. Sweetheart, oh, honey, keep moving
your tongue. Keep twisting it. Keep sliding it."

A few hot, twisting tongue stabs later, the juices were about ready to shoot from Grace's 
joyous box. She twisted her legs a few times, then heaved a sigh as the juices started to shoot 
from her pussy and into her lover's mouth.

"Come on, swallow every delicious drop," Grace encouraged. "Honey, I love your tongue 
sensations. Yes, baby. Ohhh, keep your tongue moving. Slide it inside of my nest."

A few seconds later, Kate removed her tongue from Grace's box. She got up from the bed 
and walked back toward the dresser drawer, the same one out of which she had plucked the 
vibrator earlier. She reached inside once more, this time pulling out a dildo. She strapped it on
proudly, then strutted with a male-like gait back toward the bed.

"Just look at that," she pointed toward the plastic hard-on as she stared at the now 
fascinated Roland.

"It looks like you're gonna fuck her pretty good," Roland said. "With an erection like that, 
sweetheart, you're sure gonna give her a good workout."

"I certainly am," she told him proudly. "Just wait, baby doll. This is gonna be such a nice 
fuck." Roland watched as Kate glided her body on top of the bed. She pushed the makeshift 
prick forward, gliding it inside of her lover's nest. Back and forth she immediately began to 
assert the cock, letting it grind ever so eagerly as it worked its way inside of her pussy. She 
enjoyed every captivating stroke, and as Roland watched, his cock once more began to 
harden. He loved watching the dazzling sight of Kate controlling the action, moving her 
fingers back and forth against Grace's hips as she glided the plastic dick that much deeper 
inside of her pussy.

She kept up her steady, zestful activity. The cock kept on grinding, working hard, 
slamming repeatedly inside of her lover's snatch.

"Just keep it going," Grace sighed. "Baby doll, ohhh, you're all over me. What a nice fuck. 
What a beautiful screw."

A few quick, captivating strokes later, Kate suddenly released the dildo from Grace's pussy.
She unstrapped it, then handed it to Grace.

"Now it's your turn to fuck me," she told her. "I want to feel the dick inside of my pussy. 
Come on, honey, let's give our friend over there a good show."

"It looks as if Roland's getting as horny as hell," Grace acknowledged as she strapped the 
dildo quickly to her waist.

Roland looked down at his crotch. He observed the size of his dick. He knew how badly he 
needed some immediate action. He would wait, however, until the girls had finished receiving 
their kicks from each other.

Now that the dildo was strapped to Grace's waist, she was ready to tear the plastic cock 
inside of Kate's pussy. She stroked her legs, then parted them. All of the sudden she made her 
move. Roland watched carefully as she drove the hard, steady rod inside of Kate's snatch.

A captivated Kate glided her hips back and forth. She heaved loud sighs as the swift, 
decisive stroke pattern continued. Grace kept moving her cock back and forth, smiling 
excitedly as she kept on fucking an ever-receptive Kate.

"Keep on fucking me," Kate said. "This is my style of screwing, baby. Ohhh, honey. I really 
like it. Come on, sweetheart. Really give it to me. Ohhh, baby doll. Keep it up. Yes, baby. Oh, 
let's really go to it."

A few quick, jolting cock stabs later, the plastic dildo was released from Kate's organ. The 
girls embraced after it was all over.

"All's well that ends well," Roland quipped laughingly.

CHAPTER TWELVE

The group began to drink after Grace and Kate had had sex. After a few drinks, they took 
to smoking grass. The more pot that they smoked, the more wildly uninhibited they became.

It was just a matter of minutes before the group went back into the bedroom, where they 
decided that they would engage in some more stimulating sex.

As for Roland, his cock was as hard as a rock. Grace moved quickly onto the scene. She 
reached out and grabbed the tip of his pecker running her fingers up and down it.

"That sure feels nice," he smiled. "Come on, baby, keep giving me that beautiful exercise. I 
really love what you're doing. Come on, baby doll. Just finger my hot dick."

Her fingers stroked for a few more minutes, after which she let them drop downward 
toward his balls. Her fingers went to work on his testicles. Back and forth her fingers twisted as
they spun, making him feel that much more in the way of excitement. He loved the quick, 
sturdy finger movements that she employed. Back and forth her fingers kept on registering 
with decisive impact against his testicles. The longer that she fingered him, the greater the 
extent to which his balls inflated. He was getting ever more eager to explode.

She removed her fingers from his balls, then went back to playing with his cock. This time, 
rather than just concentrating on the tip of his organ, she moved her fingers up and down the
full length of his stick. The quicker that she pumped, the greater the level of excitement that 
was sparked throughout his whole body. Back and forth her fingers moved, setting a rapid-fire
pace.

"You're gonna suck me off," he gulped. "Sure thing, baby doll. Ahhh, sweetheart, come on 
and eat my long dick. Kate, baby, I think it would be nice to suck your snatch while your 
beautiful friend is sucking my cock."

"How about if I just sit in your face," Kate suggested, moving toward the scene of action.

"I think that would be swell," he nodded emphatically.

As Grace kept on heating up the action, moving her fingers back and forth, sucking her 
lover's balls torridly, Kate eased her beautiful body downward. She extended her legs, giving 
Roland just the right angle to suck her twat. He reached out and pinched her buttocks, happy 
to be so close to them. His fingers moved back and forth, manipulating against her ass 
cheeks. As her buttocks kept twisting, he flipped his tongue upward toward her pussy. He let 
his tongue lick against her cunt hairs. He moved his tongue back and forth, and as he did, he 
kept receiving the jolting sensations from his other lover, who was fervently sucking his balls.

A few ball sucks later, beautiful young Grace went to work on his cock. She began moving 
her tongue up and down his hard, ready instrument. He knew that he couldn't withstand the 
sucking pace for very long. Not when he was that excited. He kept thinking about how great it
had been to watch the two girls fuck. He kept thinking about it as his tongue continued to 
glide inside of Kate's pussy. Judging by the way that her hips were twitching, he knew that it 
wouldn't be all that long before he brought her off.

A few stabbing movements later, Kate heaved a loud sigh. He braced himself, preparing 
for the onslaught of juice from her pussy.

"Baby, come on, eat my twat juice," she sighed. "Come on, lover. Go get the stuff. Yes, 
sweetie. Oh, I want you to catch every drop. Baby, ahhh, I love it." He removed his tongue a 
few strokes later, then continued to receive the hot, twisting tongue movements of Grace. As 
her tongue made its way up and down his long, hot phallus, she fingered his balls. The harder 
she clutched, the more intensely she sucked his cock as she moved her tongue up and down 
his hard, erect prick.

"Suck it off," he gulped. "What a tongue job you're giving me, honey. Ahhh, do I ever love 
what you've got to offer. Come on, baby doll. Keep sucking me. Keep driving your tongue. 
Keep working it." A few quick strokes later, the juices began to spray out of the end of 
Roland's aroused penis. He bounced up and down, looking down at his surging ramrod as she
went after the juices.

Roland watched with pride as Grace eagerly collected the hot cream. Her tongue kept 
twisting back and forth as she sought to catch every droplet of the thick, creamy substance.

"You're something else," he laughed. "Come on, honey. Swallow the stuff. Yes, baby doll. 
Ohhh, eat it, sweetheart. Darling, ohhh, what a suck."

He kept pouring his cock into her, driving it back and forth, making certain that he 
inserted it deeply inside of her. A few seconds later, she removed her tongue from his long 
prick. It was all over. He had a wide smile on his face, acknowledging all of the joy that he had 
sustained.

Roland wanted some more action. He had just finished juicing inside of Grace's mouth. 
Now he looked forward to slamming his cock into the delectable confines of her asshole. He 
looked down at her ass slit, then became that much more drawn toward her. He was pleased 
over the action she had given him with her tongue, and immediately his creative mind went to
work conjuring up a dramatic threesome.

"Kate, honey, you're doing a real good job of sucking my asshole," he told her. "And while 
you're doing that, I can be fucking Grace's asshole. You'll be giving me some valuable 
momentum."

"I suppose that I will," Kate laughed. "That's fine. I'm more than happy to be a part of this 
show."

"Of course. That's what it's all about. Having plenty of wonderful sex."

He looked down at his throbbing stem, recognizing just how ready he was for some 
brilliant action. He wanted to slam his cock inside of his lover, to drive it back and forth until 
the stimulating white droplets had been expelled from the end of his cock. He could feel the 
driving waves of passion as they kept instilling themselves throughout his body, focusing 
particularly in his testicles.

"Here we go," he said. "I want to give you a nice fuck. We're gonna get into it in just a 
matter of seconds."

He thrusted his right index finger forward, letting it slide inside of his beautiful lover's 
asshole. He worked his finger inside of Grace's anus. Back and forth he moved his finger, 
skirting with it diligently, enjoying each and every hot, slicing stab. Back and forth he kept up 
his hot, rapid-fire activity. The more rapidly that he asserted his finger as he stabbed it inside 
of her asshole, the greater the degree of joy and satisfaction that he knew. He liked the fact 
that he was exciting his lover, and there he was, propelling his finger forward, driving it inside 
of her asshole.

While he kept on fingering her with short, decisive, tugging movements, Kate felt that it 
was time for her to go to work. She pushed her tongue forward, working it dramatically inside 
of his asshole. She started out working slowly, but the longer that she applied herself, the 
more rapidly that her tongue efforts became. She worked her tongue with fervent speed, 
making certain that she enjoyed each and every hot, twisting tongue stab that she sent inside 
of his anus.

She kept on driving her tongue into his asshole, and as she kept it up, he moved his finger 
more quickly than before as it shoved inside of Grace's asshole. He knew that he couldn't 
possibly withstand that kind of pace for much longer. He wanted to drive his hot, dazzling 
cock forward. He wanted to pump it with great diligence and desire inside of Grace. He 
wanted to get off his rocks, and he couldn't think of a better time than the moment at hand.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he told her. "Honey, this is gonna be so great. Am I ever gonna drive
my cock inside you. Am I ever gonna slam it. Damned, ohhh, I'm gonna hit you with 
everything that I've got. Once that I stuff my flaming prick inside of your asshole, I'm gonna 
enjoy every bit of it. What sharp stabs I'm gonna give you. I'm really gonna drive it. I'm really 
gonna pump it. I'm gonna stab it hard."

He loved receiving the hot, jolting sensations from his lover's tongue. Back and forth she 
moved her tongue inside of his asshole. A few quick, determined strokes later, she removed 
her tongue from his anus. At that point he was ready to slam his cock inside of Grace's 
asshole.

He settled back, then removed his finger from her asshole. He was all set to start grinding 
his long, hot tool. He wanted to drive it with strength and desire.

He reached out and grabbed her thighs, twisting them over his shoulders. By then he was 
prepared to launch into his act. As a matter-of-fact, there was no way that he could contain 
the wild, passionate fury that abided within him. He just had to get off his rocks quickly. He 
had to slam his hard, determined rod forward inside of her asshole until the spurting juices 
extinguished themselves from his pecker. The restless energies burned within him, and now he
was ready to go on to his fucking. He was set to slide his cock inside of her asshole.

Roland pulled her legs over his shoulders, then grabbed her buttocks. It made him feel 
good to clutch at her ass cheeks as he got set to launch into his fucking activity. He wanted to 
drive his burning tool inside of her asshole, to grind it hard and fast until the juices had shot 
from the end of his mammoth organ.

He pushed his cock sturdily forward, letting it enter inside of her anus. Back and forth he 
moved his cock, letting it plunge inside of her. As he kept on making rapid-fire strides inside 
of her asshole, he received some stimulating sucks from Kate, who kept him busy with her hot,
lashing tongue movements. The quicker that she asserted herself, sucking his asshole, the 
more rapidly that he drove his stiff, fiery penis as he slammed it inside of her.

"Damned, what an ass you've got," he told her. "I really love it, baby. I love these burning 
screws."

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The longer that Roland unraveled himself, the more enjoyable the ass fuck became.

He loved letting himself go. As his cock kept ripping into his lover's ass, he enjoyed 
continuing to receive the hot, twisting tongue strokes from his lover Kate. Kate was more than
happy to provide him with all the brilliant sex activity that she could. Her tongue kept working,
throbbing magnificently as it made its way inside of his asshole. All the while he kept on 
steering his cock inside of Grace's hot ass, preparing himself for the big moment when the 
juices would be released from his cock.

So he kept right on driving, twisting his peter, sliding it inside her asshole.

"Keep fucking me," she told him. "Baby doll, ahhh, this is my idea of a fuck. A beautiful 
fuck. Keep on plunging with your dick. Keep on slamming it inside my asshole. Baby doll, 
ahhh, I really love this screwing. I love being fucked this way."

A few moments later, the spurting avalanche of juice began to spill out of the end of his 
long, piston-like cock. It spilled ever so voluminously, shooting out of the end of his tool and 
into her asshole. He removed his cock a few moments later from her anus, then patted her on 
top of the head. At that point, Kate entered the scene. She had given him a hot ass suck, and 
now she wanted to be screwed.

"How about ramming it into my cunt?" she asked pantingly.

Roland turned and faced Kate. He wondered if he had any more juices left in him. After all, 
it had been a long, rip-roaring session. He had derived a lot of satisfaction, but now he was 
getting extremely weary. He wondered if he could withstand any more in the way of sexual 
satisfaction.

He deliberated as he looked down at his cock, after which he stared at Kate. She stretched 
out on her back, extending her legs eagerly. She reached down with her right hand, sliding her
fingers over her pussy. She kept on toying with her hot snatch, and the longer that she did so, 
the greater the amount of satisfaction and need that rippled through her whole body.

"I want you to fuck me," she said.

When Kate noticed that his cock was a little limp, she decided to put a little bit of life into 
it. After all, she had been in the enjoyable position of wanting to be screwed. She could see 
that her lover was in a state of tiredness. So now all she had to do, she felt, was to pump a 
little more excitement into him and he would be prepared to slam his cock inside of her pussy.
She didn't think it would take all that much in the way of activity to get him precisely where 
she wanted him.

"Let's fuck," she said, grinning as she reached out and grabbed for her lover's cock.

Back and forth she began to circulate her fingers against his peter. She worked them ever 
so sturdily, driving them against his hot dick. She moved her fingers with beauty and grace, 
continuing to stab and thrust with them as she generated that much more excitement within 
his body. The longer that her fingers unleashed themselves, the greater the amount of 
strength that returned to his cock. He could feel the old sparks of enthusiasm returning. It 
made him feel extra good to know that Kate, the girl who didn't want to do it with men at all, 
had reached such a great state of excitement. She just couldn't seem to get enough in the way
of satisfaction from him. He knew that his hypnotic efforts had definitely been successful. It 
made him feel great to know just how much he had been satisfied as a result of her aggressive
efforts. Like now, when her fingers were pumping solidly back and forth, rotating as they slid 
against his cock.

"You can turn loose now," he told her. "Just turn loose of my prick, baby. I'm ready for 
some more wild fucking. Sweetheart, I really want to screw you. I'll screw your cunt if that's 
what you want."

Kate smiled as she released her fingers from her lover's dick. She looked at him and 
nodded.

"That's exactly what I do want," she exclaimed. "I want you to fuck my pussy. Just get set, 
baby doll. You're gonna work your cock inside of me. I know you are. This is gonna be so mice.
I'm gonna feel those wonderful sensations. Let's really get into it."

As Kate stretched out, extending her legs even wider than before, Roland reached out and 
began toying with her snatch. He moved his fingers back and forth against her clitoris, 
enjoying the hot stirring movements that he was imparting into her. After all, Kate had done 
the same for him. So it was only natural that he assert his fingers inside of her nest. Back and 
forth he kept on manipulating them, sliding his fingers inside of her pussy. In a matter of 
seconds, he removed them.

He reached out with both hands, beginning to glide his fingers over her breasts. He 
enjoyed every solid, stimulating touch. The longer that his fingers steadily manipulated 
against her breasts, the greater the level of excitement that surfaced within her body. He was 
all set to drive his long, hot dick inside of her. He wanted to circulate it hard and fast inside of 
her mound. He was determined to keep up the throbbing action, to slide his hot, gliding dick 
inside of her nest until the droplets of thick white cream had shot from his organ.

He released his fingers from her breasts, then tensed his body. Roland was set to drive his 
long, hard, ever-aroused peter inside of her pussy. He looked down at her twisted, moist 
pussy hairs. He recognized just how great a state of enjoyment he was in. He wanted to 
manipulate his hard, steely organ inside of her. He would twist and stab with his cock, letting 
himself go completely until the burning fires had shot from the end of his long, hot peter.

Roland moved his cock forward, letting it make its initial penetration inside of her pussy. 
As his penis kept stabbing, driving back and forth, he reached out with both hands and glided
his fingers against her buttocks.

With dazzling energy, he kept on pumping his long, surging organ inside of her hot 
mound. He loved every swift, decisive cock stab that he planted inside of her. His peter kept 
on moving, driving with splendid grace and zeal as he let it connect with her mound. He kept 
on fucking her, sending his hot, flaming tool inside of her mound. He loved the swift, diligent 
pace that he was asserting.

The closer that Roland moved toward that inevitable moment of climax, the faster that his 
lover twisted her buttocks. She kept on sliding them back and forth, and all the while she 
received the hot, stiff movements that he generated with his organ. He kept it up, driving his 
cock hard. Now he was only a few strokes removed from that ultimate moment when the 
juices would be unleashed out of the end of his cock and spurt into his lover's pussy.

Roland began to slap at his lover's ass cheeks. His fingers moved with crisp, crackling 
efficiency as he manipulated them against her firm, warm skin. Now he was only a few strokes 
removed from the end. He dept on plunging his dick, driving it with warm, stabbing joy. A few
moments later, the droplets of his cream began to shoot from his cock.

"Swell, ohhh, what a feeling," he told her.

His fingers scraped against her breasts as the scintillating droplets of cream were released 
from his tool and into her pussy. He removed his cock from her mound, after which he looked 
at her and smiled.

"I guess the whole session was an astounding success," he told her.

"I'd have to say that," Kate replied.

"We'd all have to say that," Grace chimed in. Fresh from his conquest of Kate and Grace, 
Roland received a telephone call the next day from an old friend of his. He immediately 
recognized Patty Davis's voice.

"Honey, I haven't heard too much from you lately," he said.

"I know. I've been kind of fucking around," Patty laughed.

"You sound a whole lot different from the girl I knew before."

"Yes, I guess I am. I'm a little wiser and more bold than I was before."

"Yes I suppose that you are. How about us getting together this afternoon?"

"That's what I was hoping. I've learned all kinds of new tricks."

"I guess that you've really overcome your inhibitions now."

"Yeah, but I still keep getting this funny little old voice. It keeps telling me to get in touch 
with Roland. It keeps telling me how good a screw Roland is."

"I'm glad you get that voice. As a matter-of-fact, I agree with the message," Roland 
chuckled.

"How about making it over to my place?"

"I'd love to."

"I'll have the vodka and tomato juice ready for you."

"That's swell. I'm on my way."

"See you then."

When Roland arrived at Patty's apartment, she greeted him wearing a beautiful pink robe. 
She had nothing on beneath the robe. As he looked into her sexy eyes, he was once again 
happy that he had managed to bring her around. He had planted her with just the right kind 
of message, the message that would insure him of loads of sexual activity from her.

They sipped the Bloody Marys. After they finished, Roland decided to walk into her 
bedroom. He said nothing to her about it. Patty finished her drink, then quickly followed him 
into the bedroom. She was alive with a spirit of excitement and adventure. She stretched out 
on her back, still wearing the robe. As he watched her, she undid the sash of the robe. She 
jumped up from the bed long enough to remove the robe from her. As he saw her gorgeous, 
naked body one more time, he knew he had to have her. He wanted to sink his fingers against
her pink nipples. He wanted to tongue her beautiful breasts.

As he continued to desire her, his hungry feelings running rampant, he began to remove 
his clothes. His hard cock was burning with supreme anxiety. He removed everything, then 
looked at her and smiled. He leaned forward, throwing his arms around her. Pretty soon his 
lips were plunging against hers. As their lips remained firmly locked, he reached out and slid 
his fingers through her hair. Back and forth he manipulated his fingers against her hair. He 
kept on moving them, sliding them with desire. Once that he finished with Patty's hair, his 
fingers dropped down to her breasts. He squeezed her nipples several times, and every time 
that he did, her whole body twitched as she reacted to his calculating movements.

"That really is nice," she gulped. "I like that, baby. I like the way you're running your fingers
over my tits. That is a good feeling. Yes, it's a wonderful feeling. I just love it."

He removed his fingers from her hot breasts, then dropped them down toward her legs. 
He touched her firm thighs. His fingers kept on moving ever so swiftly. He kept on 
maintaining a swift, assertive pace. A few moments later, he released his fingers from her 
thighs. He moved his tongue downward toward her left breast. He let it toy with her left 
nipple. Every time that his tongue came into contact with her nipple, Patty's whole body 
twisted back and forth. It was as if scores of tiny volts of electricity had been simultaneously 
let loose within her. Back and forth he convincingly stabbed with his tongue, continuing to 
maintain his pace. A few quick strokes later, he released his tongue from her left nipple. He 
reached behind her and started to play with her buttocks. Back and forth his fingers moved as 
they drove with stimulating desire against her buttocks. His fingers squeezed the firm, warm 
flesh. Back and forth he glided his fingers, letting them steer ever so gracefully against her 
buttocks. He moved them back and forth, enjoying each and every swift, twisting stab. He 
removed his fingers from her buttocks, then slid his head forward. He kissed her left buttock, 
then did the same thing to her right. He released his lips from her, after which he examined 
her beautiful body in all of its stirring ramifications.

"I'll suck out your asshole," he told her. "I think maybe a good beginning would be to suck 
your pussy."

"Sure. One can lead to the other. Doesn't it quite often?"

"You're damned right, sweetheart. Okay, baby doll, I'm gonna really unleash my tongue. 
I'm gonna let it work its way inside of your asshole."

He moved his hot, twisting tongue forward. Back and forth he began to connect with it, 
allowing his tongue plenty of latitude as it stirringly asserted itself inside of her anus. He 
moved his tongue with great desire, unleashing it quickly inside of her. The more rapidly that 
he sucked her asshole, the greater the amount of desire that rippled through her. She enjoyed
receiving the hot, passionate tongue stabs that he kept on grinding inside of her. Ever so 
tenaciously he kept up the sucking, letting his tongue work stirringly as it manipulated inside 
of her asshole. Her whole body kept on twisting and turning as she repeatedly reacted to his 
hot stabs.

While his tongue .kept up its swift, convincing strokes, he reached down with both hands 
and ground his fingers against her buttocks. He held on tightly, squeezing her ass cheeks. A 
few seconds later, he released his tongue from her anus. He was all set to suck her cunt. After 
all, he had had an auspicious debut of sucking her asshole. He was happy to see Patty in such 
a receptive frame of mind. He thought about the poor, confused girl who had visited his office
the first time. She now radiated confidence, and he was more than happy to oblige her in any 
kind of sex.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Roland let his fingers toy with Patty's pussy for a few strokes. Every time that he eased his 
fingers against her clitoris, her whole body twisted throbbingly. She was enjoying every 
satisfying bit of sexual activity.

"Now I'm gonna suck your pussy," he told her "I'm gonna grind my tongue real nice. I'm 
gonna grind it inside of your snatch."

He moved his tongue forward, letting it sink inside of her nest. Back and forth he moved it 
in a blaze of glory. His tongue attacked her cunt ever so sharply. He kept driving it 
dramatically, working it back and forth as it made hot, twisting impact against her pussy. He 
loved the swift, flaming strokes that he supplied. Her body bounced up and down on the bed, 
and she heaved loud, long sighs as he kept on drilling her with his tongue. He moved his 
tongue back and forth, allowing it to twist and turn as it worked its way inside of her warm, 
invigorated box. He kept up his decisive contact with her pussy. His tongue kept working, 
sliding firmly as it pushed its way ever deeper inside of her nest. All the while he was working 
her ever closer to orgasm.

"Honey, suck me," she exclaimed. "Come on, baby doll. You're gonna bring me off. Yes, 
ahhh, what a feeling. Come on, keep your tongue moving. Really let it go. Baby doll, ohhh, I 
feel the itch all over. Your tongue is doing the job. It's doing it so beautifully.

Baby doll, ohhh, come on, keep your tongue sliding." A few hot, twisting tongue 
sensations later, the juices were ready to pour forth out of her pussy. He twisted his tongue 
several more times, and after that the juices began to shoot from her snatch. They shot into 
his waiting mouth, after which he released his tongue.

"I want to give you a tremendous fuck," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, I'm ready to drive my
cock with everything that I've got. I'm gonna really let it fly. I'm gonna slam it inside of your 
pussy."

"Do anything you want," she panted. "I just want you to put everything you have into it."

The next thing that Roland wanted to do was to besiege his lover with kisses.

His lips plunged against hers several times, after which he then shoved his tongue inside 
of her mouth. He moved his tongue back and forth spiritedly, letting it manipulate with great 
vigor and desire as it kept on twisting and turning inside of her mouth. He moved his tongue 
with consistent desire. Back and forth he slid it a few more times, after which he released it 
from her mouth. He was getting set to drive his picker inside of her pussy. He reached down 
with his right hand, allowing his fingers to manipulate skillfully inside of her nest. His fingers 
kept on boldly asserting themselves inside of her snatch. He moved his fingers back and forth 
for a few more strokes, after which he removed them from her pussy. He was getting ready to 
drive his cock inside of her.

"Honey, I want inside you, I want to fuck you," he panted.

"Sweetheart, plunge your dick into me. Go ahead, darling. Really work it. Slide it real nice. 
Give me a nice fuck, darling. Yes, honey. Ohhh, come on, baby."

He worked his tongue once more inside of her mouth. He twisted and turned it, loving 
every bit of assertive contact that they provided for one another.

When he removed his tongue from her mouth, he was all set to go to work. He wanted to 
drive his hot, rapid-fire tool inside of her pussy. He pushed his peter forward, allowing it to 
make its initial contact with her snatch. He moved his cock back and forth, gliding it steadily 
inside of her snatch. He liked every hot, twisting stroke that he supplied with his dick. He kept 
on moving his burning tool inside of her. He drove prick effectively, grinding it hard and fast, 
enjoying every stab that he sent her way.

His hard cock kept on working with burning joy. Back and forth he slid it, slamming it 
relentlessly inside of her nest as he worked himself that much closer to the point of climax. He 
kept fucking swiftly, stabbing her with his hot tool, bringing himself that much nearer to the 
point of climax.

He loved the way that her hips twisted as they slid back and forth. His cock kept on 
making diligent contact with her. A few quick, stirring strokes later, the juices were ready to 
spray out of the end of his organ. He kept slamming his cock into her, and finally the juices 
did spray. His body rocked as he watched the scintillating droplets of thick white goo continue
to spill from the end of his rod and into her waiting snatch.

"I like that," she sighed. "Baby, ohhh, you really unloaded inside me. This is such a good 
feeling. Baby doll, ohh, I love it. What a fuck. What a super glorious screw. This is what I call 
fucking. Fucking in the best way."

As soon as Roland withdrew his cock from Patty's pussy, he knew that he had to get his 
rocks off again. He was attracted to her asshole. He had watched her buttocks twist and turn 
as he had fucked her cunt, so now he was ready to drive his long, effective spear inside of her 
asshole.

He pushed his fingers forward, letting it glide inside of her anus. He loved the hot, 
determined finger strokes that he sent forth inside of her asshole. He kept on moving his 
finger, driving it hard and fast, working it with passion and joy as he let it manipulate inside of 
her anus.

A few hot, fast finger strokes later, he released his finger from her asshole. He was getting 
ready to drive his long, flaming pole inside of her anus. He was all set to grind it. He wanted to
let it stab and thrust as he worked it inside of her.

He pushed his cock forward, allowing it to make initial contact inside of her asshole. As he 
moved his cock inside of her, he let his fingers cling to her buttocks. Her legs were draped 
around his shoulders, and they twitched every time that he unleashed his thundering cock 
ever so deeply inside her asshole. He kept on pushing and pumping, slamming his cock deep 
inside of her as he worked his way that much nearer to the point of a vigorous orgasm.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she sighed. "Come on, baby doll. Screw me. Ohhh, my ass is 
really sore. I can really feel it. You're really driving your cock. Sweetheart, oh, can you ever 
duck. Baby doll, really work your cock inside me. Sweetie, honey, give me a fuck. Give me a 
good fuck."

He slapped at her hot, twisting ass cheeks as he kept on sliding his dick ever deeper inside 
of her. His heart pounded with rhythmic desire as his cock worked its way in and out of her 
asshole. He loved every hot, zealous stab that he pushed her way. He was working his cock 
ever nearer to that grand, exhilarating moment of sexual release when the thick droplets of 
hot, white cream would finish shooting out of his peter and into her asshole.

A few swift, decisive strokes later, the juices were ready to escape. His hot, jolting cock 
kept up its steady pursuit of her asshole.

"Fuck me, fuck me," she said.

"Baby, what an asshole. Ahhh, are you ever a great fuck."

He slapped at her buttocks a few more times, then was prepared to unleash the hot white 
steam from his cock. He rammed his peter back and forth a few more times. The juices were 
all set to shoot out of his rocket-fire cock. They began to spill out of the end of his flaming 
pole and into her asshole. All the while her hips and ass cheeks twisted as she received the 
stirring droplets of thick, white goo.

"Hey, that's so nice," she exclaimed. "I really love that, baby doll. Ohhh, honey. Go ahead. 
Ahhh, let it all hang out. Sure thing, sweetheart. Baby, what a fuck. What a glorious screw. The 
stuff is really shooting out of there. Do I ever love it. Is this ever beautiful."

A few seconds later, he released his cock from her asshole. Now he felt a little more 
contented than before. After all, Roland had gotten his rocks off twice in rapid succession. He 
had unleashed his penis juices first inside of her pussy, and then inside of her asshole.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Several days later a beautiful young brown-haired girl made her way into Roland's office.

Since things had been relatively tame from the standpoint of business, he was happy that 
things appeared to be picking up. He was particularly joyful over the fact that his current client
was a beautiful young woman in her early twenties. She was dressed in a light brown pantsuit 
which was slightly lighter than the color of her hair. As she sat down in a chair, she crossed her
legs. Roland observed her beautiful thighs, then fixed his eyes on her face. He liked her thick, 
red lips and her dazzling brown eyes. He watched her for several long moments, then decided 
that it was time to open the interview. He could see that she was fearful from the expression 
on her face.

"Your name is Elsa," he began in his soft, soothing tone.

"That's right," she nodded.

"Tell me what your problem is, Elsa, and why you came to see me."

"I fee like I'm flipping out," she gulped.

Her eyes dropped and tears began to surface from them. Her body began to tremble. She 
looked up at him and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, I can't seem to help myself," she said.

"There's no need to apologize for anything around here. Just make yourself comfortable, 
Elsa. Relax. You're with somebody who wants to help you. But the one thing I do need from 
you is a thorough account of just what it is that's plaguing you. If you can just reveal 
everything to me, then things will be fine. I'll be able to provide you with some meaningful 
assistance."

"All right, I'll tell you," she said. "Here's the problem. I have been encountering all kinds of 
emotional problems since I split up with my boyfriend Frank. It's terrible. I didn't realize just 
how reliant on him I was until this happened. Until I broke up with him. And I'll just spend 
hours sometimes sobbing im my apartment. I just don't know what to make of the whole 
thing."

"Why is it that you split up with Frank?" he asked.

"I just couldn't go on with him anymore."

"It sounds like you're telling me now that you can't get along without him."

"I know, it's a terrible scene."

"Then it looks like you're saying that you can't get along with him and you can't really get 
along without him either. Is that about right?"

"Yes, that's the dilemma. As for why I left him, I didn't want to be dominated that much. He
wanted to control everything, even when I could go shopping. Can you imagine that?"

"I've heard of situations where women were dominated that much. You must realize one 
thing. You're not likely to shock me no matter what you say. I've been around, and I've heard a
good deal about a lot of things. So don't think about shock impact or anything like that. I'm 
well aware of so much."

"I see," she said. "Well, anyway, here's what's so tragic. He also would resort to physical 
violence. He'd beat me up. He'd get angry and just start hitting me. If I did any little thing he 
didn't want me to do, he'd hit me if he happened to be in the wrong mood. Like if I would 
even turn on the wrong television show. Something he didn't want to see. He expected to 
control me right down the line."

"He sounds like a real male chauvinist."

"He was. With a capital C," she nodded sadly. "That's too bad. I've got to say I'm very sorry 
that he took that attitude. I can see what's happened. It's left you in a state of emotional 
torture."

"But the thing is now that I've got my freedom, I feel like I can't handle it. That's what 
makes me feel so awful. That's what makes me wonder if I'm cracking up."

"Don't wonder anything of the kind," Roland did his best to soothe her feelings. "It's 
understandable how you wound up thinking the way that you did."

"How is that?"

"It's very simple. You have been living under a state of subjugation for quite a while. It's 
not going to be the easiest thing in the world to snap out of it. As a matter-of-fact, he 
probably did a lot of brainwashing. Based on what you've told me, I'm sure of it."

"He did. He was supposed to control when we had sex, when we'd do anything. It was 
awful, just plain awful. It was so terrible."

"Yes, it certainly sounds that way. But I'm here to help you, and I'm sure I can do it."

"Do you think you could hypnotize me so that I wouldn't be reliant on Frank anymore?"

"I can certainly do my best. I believe I can succeed at it."

"I sure hope that you can."

"Let's just give it a try. We'll see how things can develop. At any rate, I'm going to 
hypnotize you right now. I'll see what I can do about causing you to feel much better."

"That would be wonderful. I'd feel so much better about everything if I could just feel 
differently about Frank. I think it's awful the way that he dominates my thinking, even now, 
after I've broken up with him."

"Then here's what I'll do. I'll hypnotize you right now."

Roland was anxious to get on with the hypnosis. His crotch was becoming agitated. His 
cock dangled in his trousers as he kept on looking at the beautiful young woman who was 
seated across from him. He took out his trusty watch and chain, moving the watch back and 
forth ever so slowly.

"You will concentrate on the watch," he said. "You will watch it very carefully. Very, very 
carefully."

Once that he had succeeded in putting her under the influence, he began to talk to her 
some more.

"I would like for you to forget about Frank," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, this is what 
you're telling yourself right now. You're telling yourself that Frank isn't all that important. 
You're telling yourself that Frank has no place in your life. As a matter-of-fact, Frank isn't 
going to exist once you come out of this. No, Frank will be a memory from the past. And he 
will not exist, but Roland will. You will feel strong waves of sexual desire for Roland. You won't 
feel the same type of compulsion born out of brainwashing that you felt for Frank but you will
have strong sexual desires for Roland. And you will do your best to achieve great satisfaction 
through Roland. Through having sex with your handsome hypnotist friend. So just relax my 
dear. Relax and throw off all of your feelings and your memories of Frank. Now you are 
coming out of your hypnotic state. When I snap my fingers, you will be out of it." He snapped 
his fingers, after which Elsa opened her eyes. She looked at Roland and immediately smiled. 
She moved her lips close to his.

"Honey, you really look nice," she told him. "You're such a wonderful man. I don't know 
what's getting into me, but I feel these great waves of joy around you."

"Then let's come over here by the collapsible sofa," he smiled, climbing out of his chair.

She watched as Roland moved his long, lanky body toward the sofa. He opened up the 
sofa, after which he stood before it, quickly removing his clothes. In just a matter of seconds, 
he removed everything. Once that he got out of his shorts, she caught a look at his huge, 
naked penis. As her eyes registered on his long, hard dick, she was alive with great satisfaction
and joy. She knew just how badly she wanted to have sex with Roland.

She moved toward the sofa. She sat down on the edge of it, then reached out and began 
to instinctively play with the tip of Roland's penis. Back and forth she ever so stirringly glided 
her fingers, loving each and every touch.

"That's good," Roland nodded. "I love the way you're gripping me. Honey, you can let 
yourself go and suck my cock. As a matter-of-fact, that's the key. Just let yourself go. You've 
got to relax, baby. Oh, yeah, you've really got to relax. Keep playing with my cock."

Back and forth her fingers kept on rotating against the foreskin of his penis. He could feel 
the tingly sensations throughout his whole body as her fingers kept on working, sliding 
against his pecker. A few moments later, she began to slide her fingers up and down the 
length base of his torrid stick. Up and down she manipulated her fingers, driving them against
his hot organ. The longer that her fingers employed themselves against his dick, the quicker 
that his naked body twitched. He didn't even mind the fact that she hadn't stripped yet, even 
though he would have loved to see Elsa naked. Roland recognized that his hypnotic efforts 
had borne a good deal of fruit. His lover wanted some great satisfaction, and there she was, 
rotating her fingers against his cock as she moved them up and down the full length of his 
erect pecker.

"You can play with my balls now," he said. "Come on, baby. Just run your fingers over 
them. Sweetheart, ohhh, clutch at my balls. Really play with them. Come on, dear. Ahh, darling,
play with my testicles."

She worked her fingers against his hot balls. Back and forth she kept on manipulating her 
sturdy fingers, letting them register against his balls. The faster that her stroking pace became,
the wider the state of agitation that he felt. He enjoyed every hot, determined finger 
movement that she sent forth. The longer that she fingered his balls, the greater the 
awareness became within gorgeous young Elsa that she had to suck him off.

Pretty soon Elsa was running her tongue against his balls. Back and forth she twisted her 
tongue, letting it manipulate stirringly and spiritedly against his testicles. The quicker that her 
tongue went to work against his balls, the greater the degree of excitement that rippled 
through his whole body. He loved the way that she was asserting herself as she kept on 
sweepingly tonguing his balls, moving him into a greater state of excitement.

"I like that," he gulped. "Come on, baby. Suck my balls. Yes, darling. Ohhh, come on, really 
work your tongue."

She quickly manipulated her tongue for a few strokes more, after which she released it 
from his balls. She felt that it was time to unleash her tongue against his cock, and without 
Roland having to say a word, Elsa began to pursue his peter. She worked her tongue skillfully 
against his hot, ever-ready stem. While her tongue kept steering itself up and down his 
lengthy surface, she played with his nuts, which pushed him ever nearer to climax.

A few quick, decisive tongue strokes later, he was on the verge of a devastating climax. His
legs and ass cheeks twisted as she moved him ever nearer to orgasm. A few quick, grinding 
tongue strokes later, the juices were about set to shoot out of the end of his cock.

"Here we go," he gulped. "Baby doll, ohhh, what sucks. Come on, honey. Keep tonguing 
me. Yes, darling. Ohhh, suck me. Suck my hot peter. Baby doll, oh, bring me off."

While his body twisted and turned, the juices began to spurt out of the end of his long, 
hot prick. As the fires escaped from him, he enjoyed what was happening. He loved the 
sensations attached to all of the thick white droplets of sperm shooting out of his nervous 
stem.

"Go get the stuff," he sighed. "Come on, baby. Oh, darling, come on, suck it out of me. 
Suck every drop of it."

He bounced up and down, heaving a few loud, last sighs as the remaining few droplets of 
escaping semen shot from his tool and into her mouth.

"Now I want to get your clothes off," he told her solemnly.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

A hungry Roland moved forward to remove Elsa's clothes.

She heard the sounds of his heavy panting, and that excited her all the more. His fingers 
probed searchingly against her pantsuit, and eventually he removed it. Once that he got her 
down to her panties and bra, he licked his lips enthusiastically. He looked at her and smiled. 
He thrust his tongue forward. He moved his tongue magnificently inside of her mouth. Back 
and forth his tongue darted, and eventually he released it.

"Baby, now we're both naked," he told Elsa. "Are you happy being with me?"

"I really am. Ahhh, you're so wonderful. You're such a handsome gentleman. You're sure a 
take charge guy. You're the kind of man who wants to fuck me. Who wants to dominate me. 
Who wants to make me feel like a woman. We women thrive on being dominated. I want to 
be dominated. I want you to fuck me, honey. I want you to really get moving. I want you to 
give it to me with your cock. I want you to slam it inside my pussy. Come on, honey. Right 
inside my waiting snatch."

Roland loved hearing Elsa beg for sex. He reached down with his right hand, letting his 
fingers soothingly work their way around her pussy lining. His fingers twisted and turned, and 
all the while he enjoyed the swift, steaming movements. His fingers kept on probing, and the 
longer and faster that they did, the greater the degree of satisfaction that rippled through her 
whole body. She could feel the waves of exhilaration, and that made him feel all the more 
desirous of action.

He pushed his cock toward her mound. He let it enter inside of her snatch. Roland made 
his first contact, and as he did, his whole body twisted and turned. He moved his cock with 
great effectiveness, sliding it with rapid-fire grace. The quicker that he employed his cock 
inside of his lover's steaming mound, the closer that he found himself drawing toward climax.

He kept briskly asserting himself, moving his cock sturdily back and forth, driving it with 
throbbing desire inside of her mound. As he kept up his fucking, his lover responded. Her hips
kept gliding, moving back and forth as she reacted to every devastating, sliding sensation.

"Keep on fucking me," she gulped. "Come on, baby doll. Grind your cock. Ahhh, grind your
cock inside me. Blast with it, sweetheart. Ahhh, sweetheart. Come on, really put it into me. 
Really drive it. Come on, move it fast."

He slapped at his lover's buttocks, continuing to thrust with his peter. He moved his cock 
back and forth, letting it manipulate with solid desire. A few quick, jolting cock movements 
later, he felt the waves of excitement in his cock and balls. He knew that it would be just a 
matter of seconds before the scintillating droplets of thick, white cream would come tumbling
from the end of his cock.

"Ahhh, I'm gonna juice," he told her.

"Pour it into me, baby," she replied. "Keep up the fucking, my dear. Ahhh, screw me. Yes, 
darling. Oh, send it into me. Baby doll, ahhh, give me a nice fuck. Darling, really send it into 
me. Screw me real nice. Give me a gorgeous fuck. Baby doll, ohhh, I love feeling it."

A few quick, jolting cock stabs later, the juices were about set to shoot out of the end of 
his rod. They began to splash out of his organ, shooting out of his peter and into her pussy. 
Her whole body twisted and turned as she received the devastating cock jabs.

He removed his cock from Elsa's mound. He was happy to see that she was in such a 
wonderful state of being. No longer was she fearful, as she had been when she had come into 
the office.

A few minutes later they were both dressed. Elsa was ready to leave the office.

"Honey, did I ever enjoy that," she told him. "Baby, I can't get over what's getting into me. 
You're some kind of man."

She moved toward Roland. She kissed his lips with unswerving passion.

"Take care of yourself," she winked.

The following day, Roland heard a knock at the door. He was just finishing with a 
businessman who had a fear of flying. As he heard the knock on the door, he brought the 
man quickly out of his state of hypnosis. He opened the door and observed Elsa standing 
there, wearing a broad smile.

"Honey, I've got to see you," she said urgently.

"Wait in the outer office," he replied. "I'm with somebody right now."

He finished with the man as quickly as possible. As he walked him toward the door, the 
businessman looked at Roland and grinned.

"Something tells me the next interview will be more enjoyable than mine," he said, "and I 
can't really blame you for feeling that way. After all, she's a lot prettier than I am."

Roland said nothing. He bade the man goodbye, shook hands with him, then closed the 
door. As soon as he closed the door behind him, Elsa jumped up from the chair she'd been 
sitting in. She rushed toward him, throwing her arms around his body.

"I want you," she said.

Her lips plunged searchingly against Roland's. They remained pressed for a long period of 
time. It was Roland who finally broke the kiss.

"What's gotten into you?" he asked.

"I feel horny and I'm perfectly delighted," she smiled. "Let's go into the other room. Come 
on, let's fuck."

She practically dragged Roland into the office. He locked the door after they both entered 
the room. They simultaneously removed their clothes. Roland kept looking over at lovely Elsa, 
observing her beautiful body in various stages.

When she finally stripped totally nude, she threw her body down inside of the convertible 
sofa.

"Let's get into it, right now," she said in an urgent tone.

A few moments later, Roland was cupping his fingers around her breasts and kissing her 
lips. As he fondled her tits even more firmly, he began to exchange tongue kisses with Elsa.

She panted loudly, and all the while she was thinking about engaging in as much exciting 
sex as she possibly could.

He threw himself down good and hard, pushing his head down between her legs. He 
tongued her pussy for a few seconds, then removed his tongue. He pushed his cock forward, 
letting it slide against her left breast. Back and forth he moved his cock against her breast. The
longer that he worked his hard, driving cock, the more he enjoyed it.

Roland removed his penis from one breast, then slipped it over toward the other. He 
repeated the same kinds of satisfying movements. Back and forth he kept it up. His fiery cock 
kept manipulating sharply against her tit. He finally removed his cock. When he released it, he 
was all set to go on. He wanted to throat fuck Elsa.

Her body twitched and she heaved a deep sigh.

"Do anything you want," she said. "Just fuck me. Come on, darling. Give me a beautiful 
fuck. You know how to do it. Baby, you're quite a fucker. You really are. You're all man, 
sweetheart and I love that."

He pushed his stirring cock forward, letting it make its initial penetration inside of her 
mouth. He wanted to throat fuck her good and hard, to provide her with the kind of 
satisfaction that he knew she wanted. So he kept right at it, driving his hard, stirring organ 
deep inside of her mouth. He kept right on plunging, propelling his cock deep inside her. The 
quicker that he stabbed with his prick, the more solidly that he asserted it. He kept drilling it 
good and hard, plunging it inside of hr mouth, moving himself ever nearer to the point of a 
beautiful climax.

Roland loved the swift, dazzling strokes that he was sending inside of her. The longer that 
his cock kept on lurching forward, the deeper that he shoved it. Pretty soon he was blasting 
away at the base of her throat, pushing himself that much nearer to the precipice of ultimate 
orgasm.

"Here I go," he said happily. "Baby doll, ahhh, I'm gonna do it."

A few seconds later the juices began to splash out of the end of his tool. He could feel the 
wild titillation in his balls, and he enjoyed every bit of it. He kept unloading the juices until he 
felt satisfied, at which point he released his pecker from her throat.

He reached down and grabbed at her thighs. Back and forth he moved his fingers, 
clutching at her legs. As he held onto them tightly, he pushed his tongue down between her 
legs. He moved his tongue gracefully, pushing it back and forth, driving it assertively inside of 
her pussy.

The faster that his tongue blasted away inside of her mound, the closer that he found 
himself pushing her toward the point of orgasm.

"Baby doll, suck me, suck me," she exclaimed. "I love it, honey. Oh, keep on moving your 
tongue inside my box."

He slapped at Elsa's buttocks a few times, and finally the juices started to shoot from her 
mound. As they did, he braced himself, pursuing every droplet of her juice. He swallowed the 
last few drops, then released his tongue from her pussy.

Roland looked down at his cock. Once again he was all set to fuck. But before he drove his 
tool inside of his lover, he wanted to slam his finger inside of her asshole. He pushed his finger
forward, allowing it to assert quickly inside of her anus. Back and forth he kept on moving his 
finger, gliding it as swiftly as he knew how. A few quick, determined finger stabs later, he 
released his finger from her asshole. By then he was all set to fuck her anus.

He moved his tool forward, letting it assert inside of her asshole. He clutched hard at her 
legs, which dangled over his shoulders. He panted like a steam engine as he kept on inserting 
his hard, flaming dick. He kept pushing his peter forward, gliding it with devastating grace as 
he pushed it that much deeper into her asshole. He rammed it into the tight anal passage, 
manipulating his dick stiffly as he pushed himself ever closer.

"What a fuck you're giving me," she exclaimed. "Come on, baby. Really fuck me. 
Sweetheart, ohhh, I like these movements. Screw me, darling. Yes, baby. Oh, this is my kind of 
fuck. Baby doll, ohh, grind your cock inside me. Sweetheart, you're really fucking me now."

His fingers reached down and grabbed for her buttocks. He moved his fingers ever so 
searchingly, probing back and forth with swift desire as he deposited his cock that much 
deeper inside of her asshole. All the while he was pushing ever closer to the point of climax. 
He kept shoving his dick forcefully inside of her anus, propelling himself that much closer.

"Fuck my asshole," she panted. "Baby doll, ohhh, come on, keep fucking me."

Ever determined to please both himself and his lover, Roland drove his hot stem forcefully 
forward. He put everything that he could into each and every hard, determined stroke. He 
kept on planting his dick ever so deeply inside of her anus. In just a few more strokes, he knew
that he would be off.

Roland loved the way that Elsa's hips were grinding, and he kept up his steady movement 
until the juices began to flow.

Once that they finished splashing out of his dick, he swiftly released it.

"Darling, this is the start of a beautiful relationship," Elsa smiled. "You're gonna make love 
to me all the time. I want you near me all the time, baby. I can't stand to be without you. 
There's just something about you that draws me to you. I don't know what it is, but I like it."

Roland got up from the collapsible sofa. He now realized that for the first time in his 
professional career his efforts had backfired. Young Elsa had found a new man to totally rely 
on. He was worried over this new, unexpected situation, and he knew that he would have to 
take positive action. He had gone too far in his professional assistance and now he was paying
the price for the risk he had taken.


THE END
