MoreLust

by S. L. Carpenter

  The officer looked over to Vicki who was leaning against her car with her head spinning. “You know, Dave, if you’re going to meet your wife for dinner just ask. You don’t need to make a scene.”

  The Cheating Bitch

  Norm decided to surprise Brandy at home one day. He was always so busy with work and running around, he wasn’t what you would call attentive to her needs. Not as much as he could have been anyway. She stayed home alone waiting for him to get back from work, then they’d sit and talk about his day. She was still in good shape, but the way they used to go on trips and run around were now just a memory. She was actually getting kind of lazy just lying around the house.

  So as Norm pulled up in the driveway, he laughed to himself thinking how surprised Brandy would be if he went in through the back of the house.

  As he approached the back gate to the pool area, he heard a grunting sound. He ignored it, not even imagining what it might be, while he reached for the gate latch. Looking around the side of the house, he admired the large backyard.

  Stunned, he stared blankly. Over by the hot tub, he saw something he couldn’t believe…

  Brandy was kneeling over and some dude was humping away at her!

  How could she? Norm couldn’t move. He was astounded at the sight of her doing this. He had never seen this guy before and didn’t know what to do. The betrayal, the deceit, tore at him. His perfect world was crumbling.

  Should he kill the bastard and take care of her after? Should he just leave and confront her later? What if she caught something and gave it to him? What if she got pregnant? How long had she been doing this behind his back?

  The tears swelled in his eyes. His emotions took over and the memories flowed through his mind. All their trips together, all the times they stayed up late watching TV and eating pretzels and just kicking back. She would even watch football with him without complaining.

  Everyone called them a perfect match.

  Now it was all over. His trust was shattered by a single moment of passion.

  His heart broken, he decided to end this now. He furiously kicked in the gate. Charging into the yard, he spotted the water-hose and turned it full blast on Brandy and her stud.

  Brandy looked up shocked and tried desperately to get away. Her partner growled, angrily glaring at Norm. With a loud “POP” they parted, and he leapt at Norm.

  Norm turned the hose full force on the big, black Labrador. The dog yelped and scurried out the gate drenched, and Norm turned to look for Brandy.

  As he turned the hose off he saw Brandy hiding under the patio table. He walked up and looked deeply into her dark brown eyes. His heart melted and he forgave her. “I can’t stay mad at you girl,” he said.

  Norm patted her on the head and said, “Damn girl, I didn’t know you were in heat. You’re a purebred. Tomorrow we’re going to the breeder to get you bred!”

  The Knight in Distress

  The brave knight looked across the meadow. In the distance he saw a castle. His quest was almost a reality, and he didn’t even know it. It was said that he would taste the forbidden fruit of passion on his twenty-first birthday. It would be the fruit of a princess and he would marry her after a fortnight.

  He had waited and waited to fulfill this quest, he had dreamt and fantasized about it, and now it was finally upon him. But since the sheep ran away from him now, he hadn’t had the practice he so desperately needed.

  As the knight approached the castle he saw a patch of wildflowers and decided to pull some for the princess. He knelt to pick the flowers and breathed in their scent.

  “Ewww, these smell like shit!” he exclaimed. Then, he looked over and saw his steed plopping a load of horse droppings next to him. He chuckled and stood up only to see a tree limb hit him square in the face.

  After the cobwebs cleared and his face stopped bleeding, he saw a vision.

  “Am I in heaven?” he asked the beautiful young woman over him.

  “NO! You have picked flowers from the royal garden, and for that you shall pay!” With that she picked the tree branch up again and hit him in the nuts.

  After blacking out from the pain, he came to again, sore and speaking in a higher voice. He saw the lovely maiden standing over him again, so he quickly covered his balls with his hands as a reflex action.

  “Fair Maiden, I will not let you abuse me thusly. I am Sir Fredrick and I have come here to fulfill my destiny.”

  She bowed her head, greeting him. He saw a crown upon her head and knew she was the princess he had journeyed far to find.

  Fredrick groveled for quite a while to apologize. Then he explained his situation to the Princess. She was very taken with his candor. He too found her very appealing and she had a nice ass also, but that was just an observation… She had nice breasts too.

  The day went on as they walked through the courtyard and talked. Time was of no concern as the two of them seemed to be made for each other. They held hands and laughed. It was a perfect time and a perfect day.

  The afternoon turned to evening and Fredrick grabbed the princess’ arm, pulling her to him and kissed her softly. After slapping him sternly, she grabbed him and kissed him back. Their embrace was erotic but fumbling as both of them were inexperienced in the courtship rituals. Yet they knew they were destined to be together.

  As they got back to the castle, the princess, whose name was Eden, placed his hand on her heart and said, “This is where you are and belong.” She then put his hand on her pubis and said, “This is where I want you tonight.” Taking his hand in hers, she led him down a long darkened hallway quietly to the door of a bedroom chamber.

  The chamber was dark and extremely large, lit only by the moonlit night sky through floor to ceiling windows. A canopy bed, draped in red silk, beckoned from the center of a long wall covered in picturesque tapestries. The pillow covered mattress seemed inviting and warm.

  Eden led him to her enormous bed. He stood before her seeing in her the fulfillment of his journey. She was truly a vision of beauty to behold. She beckoned him to kneel before her. He got down on one knee and watched in wonderment as she unwound the ribbon in her hair and let her hair fall beyond her shoulders and to her waist. She shook her head and her hair rippled like rivers of woven silk. He cast his eyes down, burning as if he had looked into the eyes of an angel sent from heaven. She took his face in her hand and smiled, looking longingly into his eyes, wanting his complete attention focused on her.

  Eden’s fingers trembled as she tried to unfasten her dress. Fredrick stood up and moved next to her. He grasped her trembling hand in his and kissed each knuckle as if it were her knees and licked the soft skin between them as if it were the softness between her thighs. He moved behind her on the bed. As he unbuttoned the back of her dress, Eden’s breath quickened and she closed her eyes, lost in the moment. Every button freed her soul from the cage it was in. Soon her passions would be freed and she would become a woman.

  Fredrick grasped the top of the dress and moved it away from her shoulder, pressed his lips against her soft skin. Eden shivered at the brush of his lips against her bare skin, as he slid the dress off her arms. As he kissed her neck Fredrick breathed in the fragrance of her purity and was almost overwhelmed (either that or his pants were cutting off circulation to his John Thomas).

  She stood facing away from him and let her dress fall to the floor. To his amazement, she turned around and revealed her beauty to him. Her breasts were small, pert and flushed. The small, tightened nipples stood out and her hair cascaded along the lines of her body. And lower was a small pair of silken white underwear drenched with lust.

  The slightest hint of her blonde pubic hair was visible, and as Fredrick touched the area above her panty line, her tummy flinched. Fredrick kissed her firm tummy and felt her heart pulse hard and rapid. His hands trembled as he reached around and pulled her underwear down her ass. She moved her legs back and forth making them fall to her feet.

  Now he understood where the sa
ying “Garden of Eden” had come from. This was a sight of unparalleled beauty and a place where temptation seemed to take over common sense.

  Eden put her hand on the top of his head running her fingers through his hair. She caressed a breast and nipple with the other. The aroma of her wanting was so intoxicating that Fredrick became drunk with desire. He kissed just above the hair of her womanhood. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back as she pushed down on his head, begging him to go further. Her breathing became deeper and she became lost in the sensations. As his tongue outlined the outer lips of her untarnished sanctuary, her legs weakened.

  Fredrick lifted Eden’s leg up and rested it on his shoulder. Being a virgin himself, his only knowledge and feeling was to kiss her lower lips as if he were kissing her mouth. The kisses between her legs became deeper and more forceful as Fredrick tried to please her. He slid his tongue out between her lips and Eden moaned. Fredrick knew he found her weakness and the taste and heat from deep within her told him that Eden was close to losing control.

  She pulled hard on her nipples, causing her eyes to tear. The intensity of his tongue exploring inside of her and the growing feelings in her body made her feel like she was more alive then any other time in her life. More and more she wanted to feel him inside of her and she imagined him thrusting deeper. Letting her passion take over, she surrendered to the intense pleasures and pressures inside her begging to be freed.

  Fredrick savored the taste of her, licking the juices that seemed to pour out of her soul. As Fredrick pulled his head higher to see her, his tongue stroked against her swollen bud and she cried out. So he did it again and again, feeling her body shudder. Her hands pulled at his head to continue until a brief moment of stillness before she climaxed. Waves washed over her body while the orgasm rolled through her. She collapsed and fell to her knees before Fredrick.

  She regained her composure and beamed, gazing into Fredrick’s eyes. She slowly got up and lay on the bed. He undressed before her and she put her hands behind her head and admired him, watching his muscles flex as he pulled the numerous layers of clothing off. His shorts bulged tight against his swollen manhood and showed a hint of wetness from his obvious expectations.

  Eden sat up and softly touched his skin with her fingers. The roughness was a contrast to her soft untarnished flesh. She pulled his undergarment down and looked into his eyes. Her hair brushed against his skin, and she watched as the beating of his heart made his penis pulse. She kissed the tip softly tasting the small deposit of his anticipation. Then, she slid her lips down the shaft, slowly taking as much of him as she could into her mouth. Fredrick closed his eyes and sighed in pleasure as her fingernails raked his chest and up the back of his legs as his cock slid in and out of her mouth.

  Fredrick was in heaven. He had finally found his princess and was becoming her prince. The continued attention to his penis was making him crazy. Being a virgin to all but sheep, he hadn’t felt the pleasures of a woman or her mouth. He became excited beyond all expectations, finding himself straining to hold back what was building in him since birth. He moaned softly and she felt his manhood grow impossibly harder and felt the strain of his balls tightening against his body.

  She stopped and held him tight against her. Looking into his eyes, she said, “I need to feel you deep within me,” then lay back on the bed and opened her legs to him inviting him into her purest self.

  He climbed on top of her and rested his weight on his hands being afraid he might crush her. He looked down her body and was in awe of the beauty before him. Her breasts were flushed to a soft pink and her nipples still tight and aroused. He kissed each one softly.

  She held him tightly and whispered, “Be gentle,” then she raised her leg up and wrapped it around his lower torso.

  He slowly penetrated her and pierced the opening making her wince in pain from never having had anything inside of her before. Except a few candles and maybe a carrot or two. He stopped and tried to withdraw but she pulled him back into her with her leg until the base of his hardened manhood pressed against her pubis.

  The incredible tightness made it almost impossible for Fredrick to hold back. He held her tightly waiting for her heavenly channel to adjust to him. He kissed her gently and pulled back slowly and her natural lubricants helped make his slow strokes glide freely in and out. Fredrick kissed her and the taste of her own juices aroused her. She looked down and could see the length of his thickening manhood disappeared into her over and over, deeper and deeper.

  Fredrick had a tear in his eye because the sheer pleasure of the moment was more than he ever imagined. His breaths became short and she opened her legs wider, pulling them upwards, and met each of his thrusts. Eden felt him swell inside of her. She tightened around him and she came again. He moaned loudly almost yelling as his fluids erupted inside of her over and over.

  His arms weakened and he rested on top of her.

  Eden smiled knowingly. She had both become a woman and had made Fredrick a man.

  As they lay there together embracing, the moon full shone through the window and lit the room in a silvery glow. They both fell asleep with their bodies entwined basking in their love.

  The next morning Fredrick awoke alone in the room and dressed. He had his morning bowel movement then announced he wanted to see the King.

  He had an audience with the King. Fredrick paid his respects and pronounced his intentions to marry the princess as soon as possible. The King was overjoyed. He would now have a rich landowner for his dear daughter and they would both prosper from the marriage.

  In a few days the arrangements were made and Fredrick’s family joined him at the castle. His side of the cathedral was empty except for his mother in her beautiful gown, his father, drunk and wobbling in his seat. Also there were his big brother Ferdinand and his six sisters. Betty, Bertha, Beatrice, Beth, Brianna and the little one, Jane, all sat smiling. Lord, they looked pathetic. Except little Jane, she was all pretty and sitting quietly picking her nose and sticking things on the seats.

  The wedding was beautiful. A flock of doves fluttered heavenward as the princess and her court walked into the cathedral. The bridesmaids and bride came down the aisle in their veils and gowns. Fredrick was so happy. He was afire waiting for his bride.

  The ceremony started and the King lifted the bride-to-be’s veil…

  Now there are ugly people and there are butt-ugly people. This woman was worse then butt-ugly. Short brown teeth, small pimply nose, matted light brown hair, dark brown crossed eyes and a triple-chin. This was one ugly bitch.

  At first Fredrick’s eye twitched. Then a loud booming rumble echoed through his stomach. In a state of horror Fredrick looked up and asked the King “Wh-whhhhooho is this?”

  “This is my oldest daughter Princess Eunice,” the King replied, “Is there a problem?”

  “Well, DUHHH. This isn’t my destiny! This is my nightmare.”

  Surveying the cathedral one of the bridesmaids looked up and lowered her veil, “I am her younger sister, Eden.”

  In a desperate attempt to save himself and save face, Fredrick looked upon his family for help. His dad wobbled and burped up some wine and crackers that oozed down his chin and his mother was crying. Ferdinand was picking up the boogers Jane had stuck on the chairs and was eating them. Inspiration struck.

  “How do you feel about a double marriage?” Fredrick asked in a panic-stricken voice to the King.

  The Kind consented and the rest is history. Fredrick with Eden and Eunice with Ferdinand lived happily ever after.

  * * * * *

  In a small side note to this story, Ferdinand and Eunice had some incredibly ugly children.

  The Bridesmaid

  As the night playfully ran its course, Christi, as maid of honor, was having the bridesmaid’s party at her apartment. Dana was getting married next weekend. This was her farewell party to freedom and they were all drinking wine and having a great time. She’d decided to have one of those Pleasu
re Parties with the girls to embarrass Dana with the toys and stuff.

  All the boxes and displays were opened by the hostess. The girls giggled and laughed at the dildos and vibrators in various shapes and sizes. They turned out the lights for a demo of glow in the dark toys. They even had a condom blow-up contest that Leslie won. This was no surprise to most, being she was by far the slut of the bunch with a reputation for an infatuation with giving blow-jobs. The oils and creams were the most interesting. They applied them to each other and felt the textures and feeling of the lotions.

  Then the midnight hour approached, much to their dismay. One by one the women began to leave.

  Dana was staying with Christi all week to get everything ready for the wedding. They had been friends since college and experienced a lot of each other’s lives. They had seen each other blossom and grow as women and watched each other have sex with boyfriends. Once they even engaged in a threesome with Dana’s boyfriend. Christi wouldn’t let him to screw her, feeling it might hurt their friendship but masturbated as she watched them and touched their bodies as they made love.

  The two of them cleaned the apartment. After finishing they grabbed some fattening junk food and kicked back on the couch. They were both relaxed from the wine and all the evening’s laughter. Christi stretched and yawned. It was getting very late so she told Dana she was going to hop in the shower. Dana gave her a hug, thanking her for the party. Christi grabbed Dana’s hand and kissed it as she left the room.

  Dana had a cute figure and was about 5’5” tall with average-sized features and still trim. Her dark hair contrasted her fair skin. She took care of herself and it showed. As Dana went to get undressed for bed, she couldn’t help but look into the open bathroom door.

  Christi was still in the shower rinsing her long, dirty blonde hair. The curves of her body and the way the water caressed her olive colored skin aroused Dana. She was absolutely beautiful. Christi took the bar of soap and lathered her hands up and slowly rubbed her body. To Dana, it seemed as though she paid particular attention to cleaning her breasts and the small patch of pubic hair on her pubis.