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Warning: This story is for adults only. If you're under 18, go
play a video game or take a cold shower. Thank you. The author
enjoys reader response and encourages e-mail to vanjoons@aol.com
"The Tease" Chapter Four (M/F)
By Van Joons
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I picked up the revolver and looked over at the suitcase full of
cash. My better judgment told me this situation could be dangerous.
I thought about running out of the room and out of Mary Sames life.
But before I could move, she came out of the bathroom. "Steve, what
the hell are you doing with my gun? Have you been going through my
things while I was in the shower?
"Mary, I was looking for a smoke. It fell out of your purse. God,
Mary, what the hell is going on?"
"Baby, I told you I was a courier. I deliver valuable things. I
have a license for that revolver. I've never used it. It's for
personal protection."
"And what about that suitcase full of cash over there? It's not the
kind of thing normal people carry around with them, Mary. I mean,
what is this? Who are you....?
Mary cut me off. "Sweetheart, how many times do I have to tell you.
I'm a courier. I deliver currency. That's what the gun is for, to
protect me from anyone who wants what's in my suitcases."
Mary stood there dripping wet from the shower. "Trust me, Steve, I
know all this may seem a little unusual but I think you know by now
I'm not your average girl-next-door."
"Oh, I guess we could say that, Mary. No, you are by no means the
girl next door, at least not any who've ever lived next door to me."
She started toweling herself off, drying her hair. "Steve, look at
yourself. You're standing there completely naked holding a gun in
your hand and I don't mean your eight inch cock. That gun seems to
have totally shot its wad. Baby, it went all soft on us. But we
have a few minutes before we have to meet Terri. Maybe we can do
something about that."
I put the pistol back into her purse. I wasn't ready to play more
of Mary's games just yet. "Tell me more about how you make your
living. You said earlier that you might be leaving your job. You
have all this cash, a weapon in your purse. I mean, Mary...I need
to know what's going on here."
"I told you everything, Stevy boy. There's nothing more to tell.
Now, bring that shriveled up little cockadoodledo over here to Mary.
She wants to make it stand up and crow again."
She tossed the towel aside and sat down and spread her legs up and
over the arms of the chair. Her hair covering her mound was still
damp from the shower. "Come to me, baby, we don't have a lot of
time. Bring that hot dog over here and slap it up inside Mary's
buns."
Despite the strange things that were happening to me, somehow I
still could not resist her. Besides I was strongly distracted by
her ravishing beauty. Her body was like a Goddess. And it was open
for me, inviting me. I know that under the circumstances hanging
around this situation any longer might seem strange, but if you had
seen her body, beckoning to me there in the chair with her legs held
high, you would have also succumbed to her. I just couldn't help
going further.
She cupped her pussy with both hands and squeezed it enough to open
her labia to me. Her long nipples stood straight up. She rotated
her pelvis slightly, tempting me, teasing me.
"Oh, God, Mary, you do it to me every time."
"Come to mama, baby." She inserted her pinkie into her pussy and
then sucked it. "Want to do this, Stevy? Come mouth fuck me,
sweetie."
I dropped to my knees and crawled to her, the blood gates of my
prick opening, stiffening my shaft. I kneeled between her legs and
began licking her like a starving animal. A spell came over me. I
was panting like a dog.
"Oh, Steve, fuck me with your mouth. Wash my pussy with your
tongue." She lifted her legs and boosted them even higher with her
hands, opening her pussy wider to my tongue. "Take care of Mary
now. Fuck my pussy with your mouth, Steve. Now."
And then she came. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck..oh daddy,...shit, ooohhh.
Yess!! Oooh!"
Her pelvis bucked forward so strongly, my tongue made an audible
sound as it popped off her vagina. I wiped my face and looked into
the eyes of a woman who had just experienced her own private
Nirvana. Pussy juice seeped from her slit and ran down to her
shaved anus. A beatific smile came over her face.
Now, finally, it was my turn. I stood up between her legs and
offered her my shimmering shaft with both hands. "Now, Mary, suck
me. Fuck me. Now it's my turn to come."
"Yes, my wonderful baby. It IS your turn. Mary needs to take care
of her Stevy now. You've waited long enough, haven't you?" She
massaged my aching balls with her fingers. Every nerve in my
genitals seemed to be electrified. "Yes, our ballsac is so full,
isn't it Stevy?"
"Please, Mary, do me!"
Mary took my throbbing prick in one hand and put two fingers from
her other hand inside her pussy. She opened her mouth wide, wrapped
her lips around my shaft and sucked it deep into her throat.
"Oh, my God. Oh, God!! Mary, my sweet Mary."
Holding my tightened balls with one hand, she slowly eased my shaft
out of her mouth to look up into my eyes. "You know what I can't
wait to do any longer, Steve? Do you?"
"Put it in your pussy, Mary. Put it in now, at last."
"What I can't wait for any longer, Steve, is to get down there to
the bar and meet my sister. We've been screwing around in here too
long." Incredibly, she sort of chuckled as she said this. If I had
any question before about her playing a game, I knew the answer now.
"Aahhiooh, fuck, Mary." I pushed my cock toward her mouth again but
Mary moved it aside, stood up and kissed me on the cheek.
"You know we have to get down there,Steve. Come on, don't be a
little boy about this. You know we're going to fuck tonight. You
know how much I want to drink your cum. You know how much I want
your cock in my pussy."
I stepped back, stunned, and began to jerk my prick fast and
furious. I felt a strange combination of feelings standing there
trying to get myself off--total frustration, anger, weirdness. I
wanted to come so bad I could almost taste it. I kept masturbating.
I needed to shoot.
But Mary put an end to that. She poured a glass of ice water and
tossed it on my cock just as I was about to come.
"Oh, you bitch, you fucking bitch!"
"Now, now, Stevy. If I'm a bitch I'm YOUR bitch and I love your
cock enough to want it hard and soft."
She seemed to enjoy watching my erection shrivel from the ice
water.
I regained my composure and become angry. "You are a fucking tease,
Mary. And the more I'm around you, the more I realize how much you
like it."
"Come on, Steve. Let's go up to your room so you can throw on some
clothes." She wrapped a Tahitian sarong around her body and threw
me my shorts.
"Let me just say this, Mary. I'm not going to take this very much
longer. I'm warning you."
What I couldn't tell her then, or what I didn't even realize at that
moment, was that I no longer had complete control of myself. In
some weird way I was becoming enslaved to her. I not only
worshipped her body, I found a perverse pleasure in her sense of
humor. But I hadn't given up on winning her game of teasing. I
vowed the next time she teased me like this, I would be victorious.
"I'm not teasing you, Steve. Never. Stick with me, sweetie. I have
more than one wild ride in mind for both of us. I promise you that.
Now let's go see how fast we can get rid of my sister so we can get
back to our fucking adventure."
(See Chapter Five for more surprises)
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