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Click hereI was still crouching.
"I'm sorry that I tricked you," I said.
"Bitch!" she grinned. "You know you want to."
I leaned forwards, my hands on her firm thighs. I kissed her first. Just above her slit, my lips feeling the wiriness of her pubic curls. Then moved down and licked, probing with my tongue. Tasting her slit. Wondering if that was what mine tasted like, to John.
My first cunt. To actually lick. Black as the night. Except I used my thumbs to open it and saw the pink inside. The inner walls, the barely there lips of her labia, the protrusion of her clit, emerging from its hood. I licked that. I know how good that feels.
I felt her hands holding my head to her.
"Don't stop," she said. "You owe me."
I did not stop. Not until she shuddered and moaned and gasped as the pent up craving for release washed over her.
She took a moment to recover, a moment when her hands were still holding my head against her crotch, and I was breathing the aroma of her cunt.
"Thanks," she said, eventually. "I needed that."
No reciprocation. She left me to use a clean rag on myself, with shower gel this time, to rinse away the white spirit from my own front and back.
She had dried herself and dressed and left, before I finished, so I dried myself alone. It felt strange to put back on my clothes. Only two hours of nakedness, outside that is, and it already seemed so natural.
Sam had arranged my taxi to the station.
"Decided yet?" she asked.
"Not yet," I said.
I thought about it on the train, while watching English countryside go by. Ten thousand pounds was tempting. But there would be a price to pay, and I would have to pay it with my cunt. Maybe that was just too high a cost. I had promised to be faithful, but if it came from wanting us to spend some quality time together, might that be justified? I just could not decide.
I asked myself how John would feel about it, if I told him all about today, and the way the prize would work if I said that I would play again. Maybe not a good idea. Maybe some things are better left unsaid.
My station was announced. I quickly keyed a text to Sam. Pressed send. Instinctive. Not thought out.
John would be waiting for me with our car.
"Tonight," I thought, "I'll let him fuck me from behind,... and think how it would feel if it were someone else."
- COMMENTS
luv2custrip9 months agoThis is, to me, THE classic story of nude women being hunted. It’s a great theme, and I can only hope that if I write a similar story that I am inspired by you and not merely copying you.
Anonymousabout 1 year agoLove this story and, like other commentators, hope for more rounds of this crazy, but believable game. Well done for writing on eof teh very best stories I've read in over a decade of Literotica.
Thank you
oldhornywriterover 1 year agoGreat writing and story; I was actually reading to find out what happened. So much more satisfying that "I'm 38 which matches my 38 double Ds, dressed up slutty, got picked up, and then 2 pages of wham, bam, thank you ma'am." It's also a good come-on for round 2, which I hope to be reading soon.
Migbirdover 1 year agoUnusually intriguing; the setting and your initial description of MCs. And you made the bizarre competition believable. Including the sows/mud. While the closing shower scene not particularly charged, maybe simply a hint of what come (?). Likewise the closing thought about her husband. Your earlier “Confession” series revealed a wicked imagination coupled with creative writing (nice combination); surely/hopefully you have more in mind with your paint-ball storyline.
paulb85over 1 year agoThis was a terrific story, with an original plot excitingly well told. The author expresses herself so very realistically and excitingly as she keeps the thrill of the story flowing from the start to the finish. It is a great page turner, difficult to strop once started. An excellent story, and I, for one, look forward to more from sgtories from Suburbanne.
Migbirdover 1 year agoMy first cunt. To actually lick. Black as the night. Intriguing piece; intriguing characters. How can you not love: “My first cunt. To actually lick. Black as the night.” Seriously. This piece/characters has so much potential — we will see.
