She lay there
face down, limp and helpless as a rag doll with her head and
legs dangling either side of his lap.
She cried out as he began to spank her, his large, calloused
hand paddling her already tender behind, mercilessly. Her face
was pressed into the grimy mattress and Maggie could imagine
the stale, sweaty smell of it, mixing with the pungent odour
of Judd's oily jeans. Under the red stripes caused by the belt,
Tina's white skin grew pink from the slaps as the spanking
went on and on.
Her voice muffled by the mattress, Tina begged him to stop,
but Judd merely laughed, bringing his hand down harder and
faster in response. Maggie felt her own bottom tingling in
sympathy and she wriggled in her seat.
She welcomed the touch of Antony's cool hand as he massaged
the back of her neck, held rigid with tension. She swallowed as
she felt his hot, wet tongue begin to explore the outer whorls
of her ear. She wanted to turn and seek his mouth with her
own, but the scene which continued before her eyes held her
transfixed.
Surely Tina could not bear much more? Just as Maggie
thought he had gone too far, Judd suddenly tipped her off his
lap, letting her fall in an undignified heap. He nudged her with
his toe so that she rolled onto her back and stared up at him
as he stood, towering menacingly over her. The look in Tina's
eyes was one of adoration mixed with fear.
Maggie's eyes skidded from Tina's face to Judd. She could not
take her eyes off the movement of his fingers as he unzipped
his jeans and released his swelling penis.
'My God!' Maggie whispered. 'Will you look at that !'
Like the rest of him it was larger than life, soaring up proudly
from his parted zip. Maggie could see the purple veins standing
out in the smooth white skin. A bead of moisture glistened at
the tip and she unconsciously ran her tongue across her lips.
Antony followed the movement with one finger and she drew
the tip of his finger into her mouth without thinking and
circled it with her tongue. She felt suffused with liquid heat,
her senses caught up in the drama being enacted before her.
Meanwhile, Judd had taken a condom out of his back pocket
and was slowly unrolling it over his rock-hard cock. Without
bothering to remove his clothes, he scooped Tina up off the
floor and threw her carelessly face down on the bed. Pushing
several pillows under her hips so that her glowing bottom was
high in the air, he held her cheeks apart and entered her from
behind.
Maggie could see Tina's face, eyes glazed with what looked
like a mixture of pain and ecstasy as he thrust in and out of
her and she twisted in her seat to find Antony was watching
her, his eyes hot.
Without a word, Maggie rose and, standing in front of him,
pulled her shift over her head.
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Antony smiled slowly as she stood before him in her grape silk
basque. Without taking his eyes from her, he pulled the couch
closer to the mirror so that Maggie could still see Judd and
Tina when he beckoned her forward.
Maggie held her breath as Antony sank onto one knee in
front of her and carefully unclipped each of her suspenders.
With tantalising slowness, he rolled down one stocking,
pressing small, dry kisses all the way down the inside of her
leg to her ankle. He kissed each of her toes in turn as he peeled
away the delicate nylon, tickling the sensitive spaces between
them with his tongue. He took his time before repeating the
procedure with her other leg.
Standing absolutely still, she watched him as he rolled down
her damp panties, bringing them briefly to his lips before
discarding them. His face was on a level with the moist curls
between her thighs and Maggie felt her legs turn to water as
he gently rubbed his nose against her quivering mound,
breathing in the scent of her.
His strong hands came up to cup her buttocks, pressing her
to him as his tongue snaked along the glistening crevice
between her legs. She was ready for him, her tender flesh
swollen with passion, bathed in her feminine
Michael Patrick MacDonald