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Opis ebooka Oral Slave - Adult Erotica - Sand Wayne

A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.

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Oral Slave

CHAPTER ONEBuzz Montgomery's knuckles hadn't hit the door three times, raising a guarded rapping sound, when Sibal jerked it open. The blackout was so complete, the night's darkness so intense, Buzz saw little except a circular plane of whiteness, rather than the distinct features of her face. But the French perfume she prized so came to him unmistakably.As Sibal's complaining voice did, instantly chiding, "Where in bloody 'ell you been, love? Me father's been gone on 'is Home Guard Patrol two hours. I been freezin' me bloody arse off, waitin' here to let you in, 'stead of bein' tucked snug as a bug in me bed. Where in bloody 'ell--"Buzz pulled her luscious limey flesh close and kissed her soundly, chopping short her whining voice. When he pulled his tongue out of her mouth and raised his lips from hers, both of them were more than a little breathless. Buzz had a feeling his kiss couldn't take full credit, however, for Sibal's breathlessness. He knew her too well. This limey bird always built up a lot of excited anticipation from one night to the next, without waiting an extra two hours.Before she could resume her whining complaint about that wait, Buzz asked, "How'd you like me to go about showing you how much I love you, sweets?"He'd gathered that a limey spinster's lot wasn't easy and with her fiance killed in almost the first action of the war, even before Dunkirk, all the other eligible young men her approximate age mobilized and her stuck here looking out for her aged father in this isolated village in the English backcountry, Fate had seemed set on forcing her into spinsterhood, regardless of her natural beauty and obvious physical charms. So she'd fallen for Buzz like a ripe peach the first time they'd laid eyes on each other, after his heavy bomber group arrived from the States."Would you start loving me tonight that way you showed me after we bathed together that night last week, love?" Sibal whispered, so breathless she was almost gasping. As she spoke, she began eagerly tugging Buzz through the inner blackness of the old house toward the stairs leading to her second-story bedroom."You want to take time for another bath together before we get our loving started?" Buzz asked."I bathed meself right good and proper earlier tonight, love, hopin' you might--what'd you call it?--eat me bloody pussy?""Don't say it that way, damn it!" Buzz protested, following her up the stairs through the blackness. "You make it sound like you're menstruating, which ain't exactly my idea of a taste treat, even for a cunt-licking Frenchman!""But you did call it eatin' me pussy, didn't you?" Sibal persisted."Forget that," Buzz directed. "From now on we'll call it French love, when that's your pleasure and you've had a good bath not more than an hour before I get here." Mentally Buzz thought that was a laugh. Sibal didn't know it, but this might well be his last night with her.As she led him from the head of the stairs to her bedroom door, Sibal exclaimed lightly, "My, but you Yanks do seem to have a thing about a body all the time bathing.""Yeah," Buzz grunted, "we likely got that from the French too. I wouldn't be surprised the old boys who fought World War One and survived didn't bring both ideas home with them. Better plumbing in the States, so you can bathe during cold weather without so much inconvenience, dates from about the twenties when they got back to the States,"Sibal closed her bedroom behind them and locked it, then, began almost frantically trying to get the clothes off Buzz. When, she had him stripped naked, she paused just an instant to pet his stiff cock. Then she whisked her long flannel nightgown up over her head.Before she could throw it clear, Buzz swept her off her feet and up into his arms, bringing a guarded shriek of delight from Sibal. He dropped her on the thick feather mattress of her bed and dropped to his knees on the floor before it. Without taking time for any preliminaries, Buzz caught Sibal by the cheeks of her sweet ass and planted his mouth on her feverish cunt, thrusting his hard tongue as deep into her as he could make it go.A little scream came gasping out of Sibal. Her fingers clutched at his hair, twining in it. Her scream lowered to an anguished series of grunting groans as Buzz started licking in and out of her sweet cunt as fast as he could work his tongue.She loved it, that was obvious. Her ass began making small thrusting movements, pushing her cunt against his mouth, trying to help Buzz get his feverish tongue even deeper into her drooling cunt.Buzz found her clitoris with the tip of his nose. He started stroking it gently, rocking his head slightly to create the necessary movement while continuing to tongue her, lapping and sucking away thirstily, gulping down the flood of love juices flowing from her.Abruptly Sibal's whole lower belly shuddered. Another full-fledged scream tore its way from her tight throat. Her whole belly began to jerk and writhe, shaken by a raging storm of furious pulsations.Buzz felt her cunt muscles surrounding his tongue begin milking away at it, felt the muscles in the lips of her cunt under his caressing lips pulsating powerfully. He chuckled to himself, pleased that he'd been able to so quickly trigger her off into such a wild orgasm.At the same time, however, Buzz found his throbbing cock feeling like it might start geysering molten come juice all over the floor of Sibal's bedroom. At least all over that part of those cold floorboards adjacent to the edge of her bed. The unrestrained, un-English way Sibal responded to him had always been exciting as hell. It had been the biggest reason he'd taken the risks involved in sneaking away from base almost every night to come here and shack with her while her old Pops was out on Home Guard Patrol, doing his bloody bit for Old England too.Greedily Buzz thrust his stiff tongue into Sibal's quaking cunt, straining to send it deeper into her than he had ever sent it before. He kept lapping away at her thirstily, gulping down the sweet love juices gushing now from her shuddering cunt.Suddenly Sibal's fingers gripped his hair desperately. She pulled his loving mouth against her quaking cunt harder. As if her furious orgasm had abruptly intensified, she screamed in anguished ecstasy, making no attempt to restrain the sound. The sound of that scream did something to Buzz, zooming his excitement so high he just couldn't wait.Buzz came up off the cold floorboards beside Sibal's bed. His hands kept their clutch on the cheeks of Sibal's ass, using it now to lift her. He brought her shuddering cunt up until he could snag it with the head of his rigid cock. Then Buzz gave one furious thrust that plunged his tingling cock to its roots in Sibal's burning, pulsating cunt. As it went into her, Sibal screamed again and began wriggling her ass frantically as the velvety, hot sheath of her cunt closed lovingly around the hardness of his cock.Sibal's arms shot upward, her hands clutching at Buzz, fastening upon his arms, pulling him toward her. What she did was off-balance him. He fell upon her with his upper body, his legs still extending to the floor beyond the edge of the bed. It seemed to drive his cock into her cunt just a little deeper as his whole weight came down upon it. She screamed again, her arms wrapping around him at the shoulders, her legs going around his hips and locking together behind his ass. She began wriggling furiously on his cock, despite his hampering weight upon her.Buzz got his legs under him, lifted her farther onto the bed, then rolled himself on it with her, legs and all. The whole time Sibal kept right on fucking him furiously, her ass bobbing like mad, stroking his stiff cock in and out of her madly pulsating cunt.Buzz was so busy trying to get the two of them properly situated on the bed for fucking that he lost the vivid awareness, momentarily at least, of the burning flood of sensation raging rampant throughout his cock and lower belly. But Sibal obviously was unaware of anything except her thunderous orgasm.When Buzz got himself straightened out and squared away upon the bed, he rolled himself to his back, bringing Sibal up over him where he could get at her luscious big limey tits. Without her ass missing a bob, she caught her weight upon her knees and hands, straddling him and began hammering his cock in and out of her furiously working cunt harder than ever, instantly taking full advantage of her greater freedom of movement.Buzz gathered her ripely heavy big tits between both hands, brought them to his mouth and ravenously sucked both nipples in together. Sibal screamed again, more shrilly than ever before, almost startling Buzz. Instantly her cunt began milking away at his cock even more relentlessly, the power of its pulsations greater than before. Buzz wondered if it was possible that she'd gone from the middle of one orgasm straight into a new and still more intense orgasm? He found himself feeling almost sorry that this might be his last night with this limey bird; this was rapidly turning into the most fantastically great fuck of his entire fucking career. None of the high school girls he'd fucked back home had ever turned on quite as wildly as Sibal seemed to be turning on here tonight.Then he forgot all about that. Abruptly there was not another thing Buzz was aware of other than the skyrocketing sensations being created in his burning cock by that fantastically powerful milking action of Sibal's pulsating cunt as she kept hammering his cock in and out of it. Suddenly a yell came out of Buzz; his cock seemed to have exploded! It seemed to be erupting liquid fire!Buzz felt himself being swept away by a typhoon of raging sensation. Felt his flesh and bone seem to start melting. His geysering cock was pumping relentlessly, spraying jet after molten jet into Sibal's greedily drinking cunt.Buzz had the feeling that every drop of his essence was being pulled from every cell of his body by that demanding pump in the roots of his cock. It was fantastic! No fuck he'd ever had in his life before had seemed this agonizingly delicious!Finally, however, Buzz began becoming aware of something beyond his now weakly pulsating cock as those pulsations started steadily subsiding. He found Sibal pressing her tits against his mouth even more demandingly, her ass still bobbing up and down over him, stroking his cock in and out of her cunt as frantically as before. She obviously was still coming!Just the thought of it excited Buzz so he felt his wilting cock instantly stop its wilting and start rapidly growing as rigid in Sibal's fantastic cunt as it ever had been before. He chuckled as the thought flashed through that this gave promise of turning into a night that he'd long remember.Little did he know.CHAPTER TWO In the distance beyond the bedroom were the snarling sounds a 1,200 horsepower Fortress engine made. Sometimes a dozen or more of them were sending their snarls across the night at once; a dozen or more crew chiefs had selected the same moment to wind up a motor, fighting to fine tune it.In his mind's eye, Buzz Montgomery could see the activity going on at that moment at the hard stands. It went on relentlessly almost every night, despite the cold and continual wetness of the English weather. The hard stands were spaced like cogs on a gear-wheel around the five-mile circumference of the field's perimeter track. At each hard stand a crew was laboring to make their Fortress fit and ready for the new sky battles of the approaching new day.The day Buzz would be flying his twenty-fifth combat mission. And his last. After that it would be back to the States for him.Maybe in time he'd be able to pretend his time here in England and in the flak-torn skies of Europe had been only a bad dream.Just one more mission; an involuntary tremble went through Buzz.Then Sibal's cool hand slid caressingly across his flat belly. In that limey accent of hers she complained, "Yer mind ain't on me charms, now is it, love?"Buzz turned on his side toward her. He slipped his arm around her, drew her softness, her luscious femaleness, tightly against his naked body as he chuckled, "What kind of talk is that? I thought you English birds were always complaining that us Yanks never had but one thing on our minds?""I wouldn't be surprised to learn you had your mind on some other woman, maybe," Sibal murmured in a tone he knew went with a pout, even when it was too dark to see it, "but I still say your mind ain't been on my charms. Has it?"Buzz chuckled again, assuring her, "Of course it has, Even I have to take a little time, now and then, to recharge my batteries.I've fucked you four times already tonight!""Don't say that nasty word!" she whispered sharply. "I like sex, I do, but that word makes it sound nasty."Buzz began moving one hand slowly back and forth, up and down her back, from her richly curving buttocks to her shoulder blades. He murmured, "I'd never have known if you hadn't told me.""This is much better, ain't it, love?" Sibal said in a whisper that had a sound like the contented purr of a happy cat. She twisted her shoulders, moving her full breasts against his chest.Then in afterthought she asked, "If I hadn't told you what?""That you like sex," Buzz murmured."Of course I do," she murmured. "If I didn't, I'd have give it up long before I met you, you know.""Why?" Buzz asked, just to keep her going. He'd heard it a hundred times, but he enjoyed listening to that limey way of talking Sibal had."Why?" Sibal exclaimed. "You should be a girl and have done to you what the average English bloke does in the name of making love. Then you'd know why! A girl has to have a natural-born liking for sex, or she got to have an awful warped sense of what her duty as a woman is, which in my opinion many English woman do, or she'd swear off sex for life, after the kind of introduction to it she gets from the ordinary English bloke. He just uses her, he does. How was that you told me the Yanks say it?""Wham, bam, thank you, ma'm," Buzz murmured."That's right," she declared. She snuggled herself closer against him, then murmured, "I never knew what a lot of real fun and goodness sex could be, 'til I was lucky enough to find you, love.Maybe I got that much I ought'er thank old Hitler for. He's been bloody hard on England, but he got you Yanks over here finally and you've given some of us English girls the first real loving we ever had."She rubbed her breasts against his chest again and Buzz could feel her nipples beginning to pucker and harden again with renewed excitement. She murmured, "Sex had always felt bloody good to me, but I'd never dreamed a woman could actually come, just like a man or better, until the first time you put Lollipop in that mouth of mine down there between my legs." A little shiver of delight went through her, as if just the thought of that experience brought all its deliciousness back. One of her hands moved down and gently gripped his penis, dubbed Lollipop by a high school girl friend who'd been afraid of the pregnancy risk of actual intercourse. Her hand felt good, sending an excited trembling through his lower belly.In the darkness of Sibal's bedroom, Buzz found her lips with his.Almost instantly her tongue thrust into his mouth; she might be a bloody limey but she had gotten to love French kissing since Buzz had introduced her to it.Sibal's feverish tongue flicked excitedly here and there throughout his mouth, as if joyously exploring a new possession.Something about it, about the excitement, the enthusiasm she put into it, made it seem more erotic than Buzz could remember it ever having been with any other woman. There was a lot about this Sibal that seemed better to him than he could remember it having been with any other girl. Several times he'd found himself thinking seriously about asking her to marry him and go back to the States with him when he got back from that twenty-fifth combat mission.But the weeks had whizzed past, almost as fast as a German ME-109 making a blazing pass at his TT (top turret). Almost every night Buzz had spent several hours with Sibal, even the nights he didn't have a pass to get off the field. Near the hard stand where the Fort he fought in parked, he had discovered a place he could wriggle under the fence. It was only a mile from there to the village. Spending some time in Sibal's bed had come to be like something he just had to have every night before there was any possibility of him being able to get off to sleep. Still he hadn't yet said a word to her about marriage or even about how he stood on total missions. So she didn't know that the one he'd be taking off on about dawn would be that one he'd been waiting for, fighting for, hoping for.She didn't know. Buzz found himself wondering, as Sibal's hot tongue caressed the inner surfaces of his mouth, if she'd feel any different about him if she did know? If she realized this could be her last time with him, if he didn't take some steps soon to tie a marriage knot with her?He pushed the thought aside, emptying his mind of everything but the pleasure of the moment. He even closed his ears to the sound of those snarling motors in the distance where men worked with battle on their minds, not making love. Holding Sibal close in his arms, he began rolling back and forth across the bed with her, playfully. When he finally stopped with her atop him, his back and shoulders flat against the mattress, she finally broke their long kiss. She was still gripping his now rigid penis in one hand, but she put her other hand against the mattress, raising her head and shoulders away from his. She looked down at him; even in the darkness he could see the gleam of her bright, loving eyes. She murmured, "You're a treasure, you Buzz Montgomery. A bloody, precious treasure. I ain't never gonna let you get 'way from me, now that I finally found you. You hear, you Yank lover man?"Then she drew her legs up, caught her weight upon her knees and straddled him. She started rubbing the head of his penis caressingly back and forth in the hotly moist lips of her vulva.The warmth of her felt delicious to him and began building a new load of indescribable excitement in his gut. Briefly he marveled about how the more sex a man got, the better is seemed to get, the more sensitive to sensation the nerve-rich head of his penis seemed to get. Yet his control got progressively better, enabling him to keep on and on and on, stretching the feast of sensation out hedonistically without triggering the orgasm that would end it for another time.He brought his hands up and caught her ripely full breasts. He brought the nipples to his mouth together, licking between them with his hungry tongue. A gasping moan came from Sibal.She began working her hand faster, whipping his hard penis back and forth, drawing its excited head across her turgid labia almost roughly. The excitement in his belly was like a delicious, blazing flame, sending its tingling heat throughout his entire body. Every cell from the top of his head to the tips of his toes seemed to be vibrating with excitement and the goodness of the growing waves of sensation.He drew hard upon her nipples. A sharp groan came out of her.Then she made a sudden, hard downward thrust with her hips. He felt himself go into her. Go into the exquisitely hot, delicious tightness of her vaginal sheath. Another groan came from her. She raised her hips a little, withdrawing his exploring, excited penis just a fraction. Then she hit him with another determined, downward thrust that drove his penis into her inner mysteries to the hilt. That brought a groan from Buzz. Memory of a radio commercial flashed through his inflamed consciousness: ... indescribably delicious! But the sponsor hadn't been advertising this and nothing else could come close to being as indescribably delicious as this. Buzz thrust against her from the mattress with his hips.Sibal gasped, "Can this possibly feel half as delicious to you as it does to me, love?""If it felt any better, I'd blast off the top of my gourd!" he took his mouth from her nipples momentarily to breathlessly assure her. When he drew the nipples back into his hungry mouth, a tremulous moan, louder than any she'd previously uttered, came from her. She began working over him steadily, drawing his penis almost out of her trembling belly, then driving it back; out, then in again, again and again and again, the tempo of her thrusting becoming faster and faster.Soon she had their bare bellies slapping together with an audible sound, like a wild kind of applause for their mutual frenzy of passion. She pressed her breasts against his mouth harder, telling him with unmistakable body language that what he was doing delighted her, that she wanted only more and more of the same.That was part of the magic about Sibal, part of what created deep within Buzz the strong glow of a satisfaction that was something more than any other girl had ever given him. With Sibal he felt an amazing maleness, a completeness that seemed to multiply all the sexual sensation in a way that simply was fantastic. It was something psychological or electrical or chemical or something, but it was really something. Talk about something hurting so good! It was fantastic! And this time it went on and on and on until Buzz felt so engulfed in sensation he seemed close to blacking out, felt almost disembodied, almost giddy, like a man felt right at the brink of consciousness when he lost his oxygen coupling while flying at high altitude.But an oxygen coupling was nothing compared to this coupling of his body with Sibal's. There was nothing else even close to this.Not even close. Nothing!Buzz felt like his whole body body had melted into a great flaming blob of sensation, like he was teetering back and forth between brilliant light and blackness, between overwhelming sensation so indescribably intense it was actually painful and a nothingness like death. Like he was right on the thin edge between a thundering electrical storm of sensation and a black void of emptiness.It seemed to go on and on and on. On and on for hours. He felt he couldn't stand it any longer. Yet he stood it, endured it, reveled in it.Then the incredible sensitivity he now possessed in the head of his penis detected a changing in the texture of Sibal's inner surfaces, a quivering of swelling expectancy. That seemed to trigger a new high of incredible sensation that swept him like a hurricane. Somewhere ... somewhere far, far away, it seemed, he heard the faint screaming he knew was coming from Sibal as orgasm swept her. But his senses were all so overwhelmed with his own storm of sensation that for the moment his awareness of Sibal was only vague and distant. Her nipples in his mouth were something he sucked and licked at in a mindless frenzy only because they seemed to have become the only link with reality remaining to keep him from slipping off that razor edge into nothingness, like an evaporated drop of water. God, how could anything feel so good and mere mortal flesh be able to survive to tell about it? Buzz came and he came and he came, with Sibal riding him hard, screaming like a wild woman, her mus cles from her inner belly out all pulsating in exact beat with his geysering penis within her.When their terrific mutual orgasm finally tapered off, then slowly ended, Sibal collapsed upon him, panting, limp, exhausted.They both were drenched with sweat; their sweat mingled and wet their surface skin as one, just as the sweet inner sweat of their sexual juices had mingled within her and become one. It was like coming back to earth after a long flight at high altitude and finding that after the hours of flight the realities of being earth bound seem unreal, until your mind has time to make a readjustment.After a while Buzz turned until Sibal lay upon the bed beside him, then withdrew from her, breaking that miraculous coupling between their two bodies that had brought them the mutual discovery of such a treasure of sensation. He would have liked nothing so much as to have just closed his eyes and dropped into the sweet void of sleep, but there was a mission to fly when daylight came. The most important mission of all those he had flown. The one mission out of the whole lot that he did not want to miss. His final mission, the one that finished his tour of combat duty. With something as important as that at stake, a man couldn't afford anything that would jeopardize it. Not even sleep. Not while he was in the wrong bed. Once he was in his own bunk back at quarters, then he could let go and indulge himself in sleep. Then, but not now.Buzz reached for the edge of the bed with a foot, starting to climb on out. In the darkness Sibal's hand reached out, caught him by a shoulder and restrained him as she murmured, "Not yet, love. Stay just a bit longer, huh? It gets so lonely after you leave me each night. I think sometimes how wonderful it would be to be married, to be able to share the same bed together all night ... every night. Do you ever think "bout anything like that, love?"Buzz hedged, declaring, "Right now there's only one thing I can afford to let myself think about, sweet woman: being ready for tomorrow's mission. I've stayed long as I can.""I could set the alarm," she protested. "I could send you scooting away in plenty of time to make breakfast call and your briefing, too."She was so loving, Buzz felt guilty.CHAPTER THREE "I've told you before, there's more to it than that," Buzz said firmly. "After the lather I work up having half a dozen rolls in the feathers with you, I've got to shower good and put on a clean change of underwear. Even if I didn't come here for a roll in the feathers with you I'd have to do that before a mission. The Colonel's orders."