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4.
Looking down on my little Lucinda as I coated the veined rubber of my cock with oil, I felt a touch of sorrow. It would have been perfection if, instead of being restrained, she was begging me to make a woman of her. Unfortunately, her face was a mask of fear and distaste, but my God, she was delicious looking for all of that.
"Anything else I'll give you gladly, but please don't take this from me."
To her mind this would be rape but I would make her body betray her. I remembered earlier, in the studio, how my unwelcome fingers had still been able to draw moisture from her well. Whether the little chit knew it or not, she was ripe. I paused to set the oil down and reduce the light to a dim, rosy glow.
"Hush, my darling. Close your eyes and feel the gifts Vera will give you," I soothed.
I began with the poor little deformed toes of her feet. I alternately sucked and tongued them, while I teased the tender hollows behind her knees. Her strong, young limbs were rigid with refusal but ever so gradually they dissolved under the insistent love I lavished on them.
"Please, Dame Vera, don't."
"Shh."
With infinite patience my mouth worshiped its slow way up her legs. Inch by inch, I washed her with my warm, wet tongue. As I neared her pussy, she grew tense again but I skirted along its edges and fastened my hot mouth over each of her adorable hipbones. My lips nipped playfully at her narrow ribbon of pubic hair.
"Oh. Nooo."
"Oh, yesss." I whispered back.
I pooled spit in her navel and lapped it out in between gathering small bites of her tummy, ever so lightly with my teeth. As I moved up to her ribcage to the little wishbone between the knolls of her breasts, I let my nipples brush her thighs and belly. I remembered just in time that my ruby ear clips had left her nipples very tender. I circled them with my tongue. Avoiding any actual contact, I cupped my hollowed mouth down over them and exhaled heat onto each in turn. This drew the first moan of pleasure from her and instantly I began to drip.
Leaving her chest, I nuzzled softly at her throat. I sought out the small, lonely places behind her ears and kissed her closed eyelids. Finally, I lowered my breasts gently onto hers and sought to enter her mouth. She twisted her head from side to side and kept her lips pursed but my tongue followed. A patient serpent, it waited until again she told me no and then it darted past her lips. Hungrily, I devoured her mouth. I captured her retreating tongue and sucked her sweet taste from it. I kissed her until her mouth surrendered and went slack.
She was panting when I withdrew to begin my journey back down her body. I had outlasted her resistance. Now when her muscles tensed, her body was rising to meet my kisses.
"Dame Vera, you mustn't."
As my eyes slid past her navel, I eased my hands under her bottom and caressed her tight buns. Even in the soft light I could see that the lips of her pussy had flowered. I caught one and then the other, stretching and then releasing them. Soon her clit peaked out at me from under its hood.
"Ooh, no. Please, Dame Vera. Let me do it for you instead."
Ignoring her protests, I laved her with broad strokes from her anus up the length of her swelling labia, pausing only to wet a finger. I sent its tip questing gently but firmly into her rectum.
"Ungh! What is that? No, not there! Oh!"
Those were her words but her hips pressed down on my finger. My lips continued to worry her pussy. Her hips were now moving madly about. With my finger now steadily fucking in and out of her bottom, I sucked her clit up and began milking it with my mouth.
"My goodness! No, no, no, no. Ahh!"
I felt the muscles of her bottom clench as she began her climb. I let it build in her until the last possible instant and then rose up off of her, leaving her gasping. Her throbbing pussy deserted by my hot mouth was left with nothing but cool air.
"Dame Vera, please, get it over with."
"Get what over with, Darling?" I asked, reaching for the oil. I poured some generously into my palm and then slowly rubbed my hands together to warm it. My right hand slid up between her legs and began to oil up her already wet pussy. With the fingers of my left I lightly stroked the tips of her nipples. Soon they were as hard as pebbles and she and I could both hear the squishing sound of my fingers in her sopping pussy.
"What is it, Lucinda baby? You can tell Vera what you want."
"Please, Dame Vera! I can't!"
The poor girl's agitation was becoming frantic. I centered my attentions on her clitty. She began to make unintelligible sounds but they were like music to my ears.
"You can say it, Lucinda. Don't torture yourself. Tell me what you need," I husked.
"OH YOU BITCH! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME! DOITDOITDOIT!"
At last! I guided my slick shaft into her and paused against her hymen. I grasped her bum with both hands and bore down. She was panting as I pressed. Her barrier gave way smoothly and there was no scream as my shaft sank home and our hips met.
"Ahh. It burns," she groaned quietly.
"Shh, baby. It will stop in a minute."
I pulled my hands from under her and supporting myself with one I used the other to thumb her clit. The need that I had worked so hard to build in her surged up past her discomfort and I soon had her posting with me. I encouraged her with whispered urgings until she was straining to meet my thrusts. Her shuddering triggered my own and I toppled into ecstasy.
"NOOOO!"
I felt the length of her pulsing under me when she screamed. My own orgasms rippled through me as though my insides were a pond of cream into which a large stone had been dropped. I hadn't come like that in years but I made no sound. I was too busy savoring the knowledge that I had won.
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