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Click hereAmanda is rising and falling in rhythm, churning her asshole on the dildo sliding impossibly far up inside her, then withdrawing nine or 10 inches. Nonstop, Amanda is keening in a loud whine of violation, her big pretty face raised to the ceiling.
You get used to anything. Almost. This whole time, watching Amanda, my own thorough fucking has gone on. Feels great, but not quite enough to get off...
I take one hand off a handlebar and reach down to my pussy to finger my clip. Whoops! Nope. My hand flies back to handlebar to steady myself and because I was holding up some of my weight with my hands.
Our wonderful naked geisha misses absolutely nothing. I am 15 seconds, one of the happy, grinning, nude Japanese girls is beside me, holding up a Hitachi vibrator and laughing. I smile and nod vigorously.
Bam, the thing is jammed against my pussy on the bike seat. I can tell it is on "high." I give jerk and yell as my clit get hit with the pleasure.
Another cry from my left. Yup, the other Japanese girl has Amanda covered. I wonder what Antonio is seeing on the screen. Just a smear through the bike seat and some fluffy pussy.
Prolonged, rising, ever-wilder chorus of shrieks, moans, yelps from our two not-so-easy riders.
Womanhood. Utter violation by machine, hand, and camera. Immolation of our wrenched apart woman's fork. Crying out ecstatic and terrified at unbearable pleasure and pain.
Suddenly, I give a convulsive swat at the vibrator to push it away. At the same time, I yell and throw myself onto the handlebars of the bike to escape the rape. I have lost balance, but the Japanese girl catches me and lowers me gentle to the floor. My legs are together, knees jammed up against my chin in fetal position. I am rocking. What a cum!
Jesus! Geisha girl is helping Amanda to the floor. Antonio is helping, too.
I panic. Amanda had a heart attack. Nope, her eyes are open, she's smiling, happy, content. She has rolled on her back in supine relaxation. No...not quite... Never Amanda.
She reaches long arms up toward the geisha lady. Taking hold of her thighs and pulling her down. Down onto Amanda's face.
Geisha girls gets it. No resistance. She lowers her loins with dignity, a broad smile, her spread butt over Amanda's face. A moment later, a seraphic smile crosses her face... She is stirring, gentling grinding her ass over Amanda's face.
- COMMENTS
EllenMelvilleover 4 years agoAuthorIt is instructive to see a reader who has selected my stories as "favorite," and me as favorite author, and then see the hundreds (if not thousands) of stories and authors some readers have favorited. Problem with that? No, some readers really love Literotica and have enjoyed and recorded their multitudinous favorites.
Anonymousover 4 years agoI couldn’t help but chuckle upon reading “English Literature of (or?) something?”. Gee, now you’ve got me checking for typos. While I did well at comprehension, punctuation and spelling, the creative writing part of later year English was my worst school subject. I was even accused by teachers of submitting essays in note form.
Fortunately, and probably not surprising, such brevity proved to be no hindrance in writing technical reports and instructions during my Engineering career. I must admit though that it is ego boosting to have someone recognise a talent I’ve never seen in myself. It’s actually nice to just have an author take the time to write a meaningful reply to one’s comments. It’s not that common.
With regard to typos in general, if I’m enjoying a story I simply don’t notice them. Ironic that another part of my aforementioned career was studiously checking other peoples work for such errors. It does however also mean that I am devastated at having been caught out using “want” in lieu of “wont”. Well, disappointed anyway. It won't happen again.
EllenMelvilleover 4 years agoAuthorSo much fun to hear from you, this morning. Eloquent and thoughtful. Do you teach English Literature of something? Got to get those typos zapped; have not heard from the editor I approached.
Deliberately putting yourself in the way of complete loss of control over your sensations is a profound fear. What if I just can't stand it and I just can't make it stop? What happens to me? Where only pain is involved, it is just the spy's nightmare, but where pleasure is involved, it is more intriguing. Holding a vibrator on a clit after orgasm has become very popular in porn. Same with a dick, isn't it?
But we keep doing it in situations where ultimately we are in control because it is so intriguing. After the woman goes nuts, as in torture, the nerves eventually go numb.
So great to hear from you. I think you are "wont," not "want"? I should talk, the Typo Lady. Write again!
Anonymousover 4 years agoI have in the past referenced one of your Games Some People Play series where Butch(?) used an electric prod up the vag of her submissive girlfriend as the gold standard of Literotica stories. This latest effort comes close to matching that.
The common element of the two stories, at least as far as arousing me goes, is that the characters are taken to, maybe even past, their sexual limits. All brilliantly described of course in your somewhat quirky style.
I’ve given some thought, as I am want to do after reading your stories, as to why this element ‘does it’ for me. My conclusion is that it is not a desire to see pain inflicted (thank goodness!), but rather the attitude and confidence of the participants to step way outside their comfort zone to achieve extreme pleasure. Perhaps many of us wish that we, and/or our partners, had this ability.
EllenMelvilleover 4 years agoAuthorI have been unusually busy, these days. Which is my only excuse for this article being loaded with distracting typos. Just notice I when I went back to browse the published version. For the first time, I have asked a Literotica volunteer editor to take a hand with something I wrote. Hard to proof your own writing effectively unless you delay publishing for a week or so.
