Anne’s response this time was to swallow harshly and lick her lips, possibly gone dry from her imaginings of his description of her time to come with her love. An inkling told him the girl was already excited, for her nipples were shriveled, and he had no doubt, would he have plundered her cunny with his fingers, they would now be bathed in her woman’s dew.
Stop it, Jason! If he did not desist, his hardened cock’s seed would burst forth in his excitement.
Without further delay, Jason made quick work of helping her don the gown. “Now,” he instructed with pleasure, “turn for me.” Which she did obediently. Jason thoughtfully rubbed his finger and thumb along his jawline.
“What?” she asked with a moue of the beginnings of disappointment.
Jason shook his head. “There is nothing wrong, lovely girl. I am just contemplating how best to show off all your sweet charms. Hmm, come with me.” And he held his hand out to her, which she readily accepted. He brought her over to stand next to the washing table.
Anne frowned slightly. “What do you mean to do?” She wanted to know.
Before he did anything else, Jason held her arms outward, so he could take in the sheer elegance of the way her negligee swished lightly against her skin. Anne gasped softly.
“What is it?” Jason asked, but suspected he knew the cause.
“I…the material…my…”
“Nipples?” he inquired. “Is just the feel of the material against your nipples exciting you?”
Anne gulped, blushed deeper, and nodded vigorously.
“Mmm, very good,” Jason commented. “But for added measure, I want your nipples to be clearly visible to your husband.” He pulled Anne’s gown and negligee off her shoulders, silently directing her to hold her arms against her body to securely hold her gown just under her breasts.
Anne’s eyelids fluttered closed as if she were embarrassed at the sight.
“You will watch what I am doing, Anne,” Jason commanded her.
The girl’s eyes flew open immediately. Her glance darted up to his eyes, and upon seeing the silent command in them, she looked down at her exposed breasts.
“We want your nipples to fairly beckon your husband to want to suckle them,” he informed her. “So it is imperative they stick out as far as we can make them.” Then he began massaging her breasts, initially concentrating on twirling both of her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Anne alternated between licking her lips and biting them. Moans punctuated the points when Jason would pull on her nipples.
He was having a tremendously hard time preventing himself from ducking his head down to suckle her. However, today, he meant her husband to have the pleasure first. Her large tits beckoned him unmercifully. Her nipples were now large and distended. Perfect. Now one last thing before he brought her to her lover. Jason dipped his hand in the nearby water bowl, before wetting both her nipples.
Anne’s inquiring gaze sought his own.
“Doubt not my methods.” After which, he brought her gown and negligee back into place. He put her arms out again so he could observe his handiwork. The water he’d sprinkled on her nipples seeped through the sheer gown, causing the material to hug damply her beautiful, distended peaks.
“Lovely,” he pronounced. “Now come, my darling pupil, it is time for us to reveal you to your lover.” Then he paused. Perhaps he’d best make sure. “Before we go, sweet,” Jason began, moving behind her, so he could reach down and pull up her negligee and gown, “touch yourself.”
“What?” she questioned, looking up over her shoulder to his face.
Leaning down, Jason whispered into her ear, “Slip one finger into your pussy. We must make sure you are wet before you consummate your relationship with your husband.”
Obediently, Anne did as he bid her. When she touched her netherlips and cunny, Anne moaned aloud.
“Well?” Jason inquired. Although Jason prided himself on his patience, he found himself anxious to find out the girl’s state of readiness, so he pulled her hand up and sucked her searching finger into his mouth. The girl gasped at the intimacy of his action. Looking down into her face and noticing her mouth still agape from her surprise, he told her with an indulgent smile, “Lovely, dear girl, you are most deliciously wet.” More than ready for your young swain to invade your fresh channel, he added silently.
Her eyes widened at his pronouncement.
“Shall we go, then?”
Silently, Anne allowed Jason to escort her through the secret hall to his room of discipline, which waited beyond.
Jason pushed open the panel. Roderick’s eyes widened when he saw his beautiful wife.
As if against his will, Roderick exclaimed, “God help me!”
To which his pretty wife responded with a nervous giggle.
“Go to your husband, girl,” Jason instructed her.
“Yes, Master,” Anne breathed softly before giving a curtsy and moved toward her husband, who lay bound and ready for her pleasure.
Jason was happy to see the boy had not spent his time thinking about anything but what was to come because his dick stood at full attention. His massive chest was rising and falling faster as his wife moved closer to him.
When the petite Anne stood right next to him, she hesitated. So Jason moved behind her. “What would you like to do first, Anne?” he prodded her.
“Kiss him?” she asked, as if uncertain that was the right thing to do.
Jason glanced down at Roderick. “Shall we have her kiss your lips first, Roderick?”
Roderick gave an agonized groan. “Yes, Master, my lips first, please.”
Jason leaned down and whispered in Anne’s ear, “I command you to kiss your husband, pupil. On the lips first as much and as long as you’d like. Now.”
Anne shivered then bent over to kiss her husband. From the groan he heard out of Roderick, he wouldn’t doubt the boy got an eyeful of his lady’s charms before her lips touched his own. Anne appeared tentative at first, only lips touching lips, but before long the girl reached up to fondle her husband’s face as she continued her sweet onslaught.
When she pulled away from him at last, both husband and wife were breathing heavily, fairly gasping for air, staring into each other’s eyes. “Anne, my love,” Roderick breathed, “your lips are so sweet.”
“Anne”—Both Roderick and Anne looked to Jason—“what would you like Roderick to do for you?”
“I…I…” The girl blushed fiercely.
“There shall be no pretenses here, my girl,” Jason instructed her. “I want you to look into your husband’s eyes and tell him what you want of him.”
Anne nodded before turning to her husband and letting her gown and negligee fall off her shoulder to expose her breasts to him. Roderick groaned, his eyes widening upon spying his wife’s lovely, distended nipples. “I want to feel him suck my nipples again.”
As if against his will, Roderick’s hips undulated upward, almost as if just her words had him ready to spend. “Yes, please,” he begged her.
When Anne moved closer to Roderick’s face, preparing to offer him a nipple, Jason instructed, “Hold, I think I have a better way.” Since the girl weighed as light as a down pillow, he lifted her bodily and commanded her, “Straddle his chest.”
Though she looked a little bewildered, she did as he bade her, even lifting her gown to find a more comfortable perch. Another groan from Roderick and a quick glance told Jason he’d gotten a glimpse of the sweet blonde down covering his lady’s cunny. The groan deepened to one of agony when Anne moved to settle more comfortably, rubbing her netherlips on the boy’s chest in the process. She herself gasped in delight at the feel of Roderick’s chest hair rubbing against her sensitive skin.
Without any need of direction from Jason this time, Anne leaned over, caressing Roderick’s hair and demanding, “Suck me, my love.”
With relish, the man latched onto the pink nipple being offered to him.
“Ah!” Anne cried ou
t with certain pleasure. And while her husband devoted his attention to each of his wife’s nipples in turn, Anne squirmed and began rubbing her cunny against Roderick’s broad chest.
Jason was pleased to hear him groaning around his wife’s nipple as his pleasure increased.
Anne was running her hands through her lover’s hair, raining fervent kisses on his head as she continued. “Oh, my love,” she whispered into Roderick’s right ear, and then her voice lowered to a tone Jason could not decipher.
Roderick nodded his head in response. Obviously, the young man wanted whatever his wife suggested.
While her husband continued to suckle her, Anne looked up at Jason then down to where she could easily make out his hard dick. “I want you in my mouth again.”
Jason’s eyes widened this time. However, his surprise was only momentary. “It would be my pleasure, darling girl,” Jason told her. Jason let his robe fall to the floor, leaving him completely naked.
Anne licking her lips at the sight of his rod nearly buckled his knees beneath him. Her pink lips were full and wet now. There was no way in hell he could not take advantage of her invitation.
Jason grabbed his dick as he moved to place himself before her, pointing it toward her mouth so she might more easily suck him off while Roderick continued to suckle her glorious globes.
“Uh, yes,” Jason encouraged. This sweet angel was so inflamed that she took his cock deep into her warm mouth. Obviously, she had done some practicing on her husband since she and Jason last met, for he needed to give her no direction this time. She wrapped one little hand around the shaft of his cock, helping to guide it in and out of her mouth. Jason heard more groaning from Roderick and Anne, with him joining in as well. When he was almost on the verge of spending, Jason pulled his dick from her mouth.
Anne’s glazed eyes looked up at him inquiringly and, dare he say, with disappointment. Jason leaned down to kiss her swollen lips, admitting, “I want the pleasure to last, my darling pupil. And you and your husband’s pleasure before mine.”
Roderick let his wife’s nipple go with a slick pop, causing her to gasp and shiver.
“Now, Anne and Roderick, it is time to reverse,” Jason pronounced. “Turn around on your husband’s chest, Anne, and present him your cunny. Hmm.” When Jason realized young Roderick was so long in the chest and abdomen that his little wife’s mouth could not reach his dick, he had to reconsider his next direction. “Roderick, suck your wife’s pussy. Anne, while your husband kisses your cunny, use your hand on him.”
With a simultaneous, “Yes, Master,” from both husband and wife, Jason moved around them to enjoy the view.
Roderick began kissing his wife’s pussy with relish, causing Anne to close her eyes and begin pulling hard on her husband’s dick. Jason moved to their side to direct Anne’s caresses, lest she take her husband’s joy out of her actions. Her eyes flew to his when he touched her hand on her husband’s member. “Caress slowly, my dear,” Jason instructed her.
She blushed at her novice mistake. But Jason leaned down to brush his lips across hers, letting her know everything was fine. Then he showed her how to proceed, using her hand to caress her husband’s cock from the tip to the shaft. Beneath the girl, Roderick’s groans told them her efforts were being well appreciated.
Once she needed no more guidance, Jason let them continue, though Anne’s bouncing bubbies were too much for him to resist, and he began kneading her breasts in between pulling on her nipples. Anne’s rapturous expression as she watched his actions told of her impending orgasm.
“Oh, my God!” she cried out, rubbing her cunny excitedly against her young swain’s mouth. Moreover, since her husband was bound, all he could do was groan and lift his hips higher with each caress his wife gave him.
Before Roderick got to his crisis point, Jason pulled Anne’s hand away. However, the young man didn’t miss a beat, continuing his sensual onslaught of his love’s cunny. With her orgasm consuming her, Anne sat straight up, undulating her hips and rubbing her pussy on Roderick’s lips, her hands flying to her hair then down to Jason’s hands still kneading her breasts.
“Oh, yes!” she called out, pushing Jason’s hands against her breasts as her crisis consumed her. “Ah…ah…yes!” Anne continued to undulate against her husband’s mouth and rub Jason’s hands against her gloriously swollen breasts as she came down from her climax. “Oh, my God…” she moaned and finally released Jason’s hands so she could sag onto Roderick’s chest and belly, as if exhausted.
“Here, here,” Jason told her. “There is no time to rest. It is time you give your husband his desire. Turn around.”
Roderick’s dick still stood at full attention, Jason was glad to note. “Straighten your legs,” he commanded Roderick. Now his dick was the only thing standing straight up. Jason picked up Anne and positioned her kneeling above her husband’s cock.
Anne’s expression changed slightly. Her fear was returning.
“Anne, you are in control on this. See,” he pointed to her husband’s bonds, “Roderick has no control. He cannot touch you. Only you can give yourself to him, for he cannot take you.”
Anne’s gaze darted to Roderick’s then to the bonds holding him bound and at her mercy alone.
To both Jason and, from his expression, Roderick’s surprise, a slightly pleased smile pulled at the corners of Anne’s lush mouth. Then the smile wilted, for she looked down at Roderick’s straining cock as if unsure of what to do next.
She was ready. “Use one hand to hold his member steady,” Jason instructed her. Roderick’s expression was the height of expectancy and urgency. It was easy to see the young man desperately wanted his lovely wife. “Now,” Jason returned his attention to Anne, “guide your cunny onto him.”
When Roderick’s head flew backward, pressing into the chaise, Jason knew the girl was doing as he requested.
“Mmm, you are so wet, my love!” Roderick cried out.
Anne was biting her bottom lip, eyes closed, expression somewhat anxious but also excited. As she slowly moved farther down his shaft, she began to moan softly. Lest she pull away, Jason moved next to her and began to finger her clit. “Do not stop,” Jason warned her.
Quickly, Anne was worked up again. Her hesitancy forgotten.
“Now, begin to move up and down on Roderick’s shaft, Anne,” Jason told her.
Her breathing became erratic as she did as Jason directed. Jason continued rubbing her clit, helping to build her excitement. He glanced at Roderick to see his expression glazed with lust as he watched Jason finger his wife even as she began her tentative fucking.
“Ah…ah…” Anne moaned, her eyes clenched shut. She began biting her lower lip as she moved farther down on Roderick’s shaft with each pump of her pussy. “Oh…it’s…happening…again. Ow…” Though she moaned through the breach of her maidenhead, Anne continued to ride her young husband’s prick.
When Anne was finally completely settled to the hilt of his shaft, Roderick groaned aloud, his hips lifting higher. “Faster, love!” he encouraged her. “I’m coming!”
Knowing his help was no longer necessary, Jason pulled his hand away.
“Oh, yes, my love!” Anne cried in earnest as her orgasm overtook her, eagerly now riding her husband with vigor.
“Oh, Christ!” Roderick shouted, pumping as hard and deep into his lover as he could. “Ah, yes!”
Jason took great pleasure in watching these two young lovers find their ecstasy together. Without giving either notice, he slipped out of the room into his viewing chamber. He wanted to let them have some time alone, but also wanted to see if Anne would take the initiative without his direction.
What a lovely sight the two of them made. Anne lay draped languidly on Roderick, slowly kissing the broad expanse of his chest, moving up as she went. Finally, when she reached his face, she cupped it lovingly while she kissed his lips. At first, she lightly teased him before deepening the kiss, causing Roderick’s dick, which had slipped f
rom the warm cocoon of her sheath, to harden once more.
When Roderick undulated his hips and nudged Anne’s lovely bottom with his stiff cock, she looked into his face before pushing her hips downward in invitation. She smiled at him, which he returned with obvious adoration in his expression. Anne leaned down to give him a kiss, which quickly turned voracious.
Jason could not take any more agony. He had to find his release. While he watched through his spy hole to gauge his pupils’ progress, Jason began pumping on his cock. His excitement spiked when Anne did again as he had directed her, positioning herself above Roderick’s dick, slipping down more easily this time to begin her fucking of him.
What a sight! Anne’s hair and breasts bounced with abandon as she rode her lover hard. In his ecstasy, Roderick watched his bride and her impending rapture. And so deep was his desire to touch and fondle her, his arms held his bonds taut.
Jason could not take the pressure any longer, continuing to pump his cock, grabbing a nearby linen in which to spend his seed.
Once his orgasm was complete, Jason refocused his attention to the couple in the other room. He was just in time to see Anne’s body convulse with her ecstasy and hear Roderick’s shout of agony as he thrust forcefully into her body before spending into her cunny. This time Anne did not disengage from her lover’s prick, but began her sensual dance again. As if now she’d discovered ecstasy, she could not get enough.
That was a very good sign, indeed. Nevertheless, there were still a few more things to discover and one more hurdle to cross before these two eager pupils could be released from his care. So Jason set back in his chair to enjoy the observation of the rest of Anne and Roderick’s interlude.
Chapter 4
A knock sounded on his study door. “Enter,” Jason beckoned.
As expected, Henry opened the door and entered to announce, “Mrs. Anne to speak to you, Master. Shall I prepare for your instruction?”
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