Venus - part 2

Linda? Who the hell was Linda? Now I was truly starting to worry a bit. What had seemed like a lovely way to spend my birthday now seemed to be taking a turn on its own. Although, if I was to admit it to myself, I had totally enjoyed the experiences so far. Maybe this was what they really meant. Let my desire out.discover my desire?

Before I could dwell too much on that topic, I heard the door open. Soon the click of high heels could be heard and I smelled the musky perfume as someone bent over me. I must have jumped because a husky laugh could be heard next to my ear. "What's wrong? Didn't Pierre tell you I'd be in? Relax Venus. I'm here to clean you up. My my. Pierre certainly did seem to enjoy you. Look at you now. You are so opened, so vulnerable. Bet I could do almost anything to you and you couldn't stop me"

Her words sent a shiver through my body. I couldn't help it. We both knew she was right. I was stuck and at her mercy. What would she do? It didn't take long for me to find out. Click Click. I heard her move away from the table and soon music could be heard. Bolero? They still played that? I hadn't heard that since Bo Derek was in that movie.10? Got to admit though, it was campy enough to draw me into the music. The beat of the music.the insistent repeating music just played over and over a gain. I swear that my heart and pulse started to beat in time to it. That's when she started to clean me. I was expecting a washcloth.maybe even a loofa. Nope.not even close. Her tongue. She started to lick the top of my head with little flicks. It was a weird sensation.not unpleasant.just different. Then she moved down towards my ear. I did jump, at least tried to, when her tongue flicked in and out of my ear. Alternative licking it and then blowing on it to dry it off.

Then she came to my mouth. I think I stopped breathing then. Her tongue innocently (?) lieking my lips and then blowing on them. Outlining their shape, covering every inch of them. At no time did her hands meet up with my body. Just her tongue and breathe. That tongue soon traveled down to my neck and I thought I would die. My neck has always been an erotic part of me. I involuntarily (or was it really voluntary) arched my neck to give her better access. I mean I arched my neck to get away from her tongue. I did get away from her tongue. She moved it on to my chest area.

That wasn't quite what I had in mind, but it certainly wasn't unexpected either. Now her hands did come into play. Guess she couldn't lean over my anymore. I felt her hands push up my breasts and soon her tongue was licking the nipples. They immediately became hard and my breath was now starting to become erotic. I'm not sure why. Linda had been kinda impersonal about it.if that was possible. But impersonal doesn't mean non sexual. It was the sheer sensual feelings of the whole experience that got to me I think.

I really didn't have time to dwell too much on it. Once I started to analyze what was happening to one part of my body, she moved on to another. Next target.my stomach. Whoever thought a belly button could be so erotic. That torture device called a tongue just spent eons on that one spot. Then it traveled even lower.and lower. Soon it was licking all around my mound and taking little dips further. Soon it was time to clean out the cunt. She went slowly enough that I could probably have voiced my objections, but to tell the truth, it never entered my mind.

Yes, that's really what I wanted. Her to pay attention to my clit. Little did I realize what "cleaning out" really meant to her. Her tongue dipped into my cunt and started to lap up the juices that Pierre and I had created. It was soooo different. Then to hear her moan just started me to get moist. It was kinda perverted and sexy at the same time. And I couldn't do anything except lay there and let her do it. "Hmmm. Yes, I can taste Pierre. And you also. Have you tasted yourself before?" Before I could respond, she had jumped up on the table between my legs and started to French kiss me. I had opened my mouth to say something but found her cum coated tongue invading my mouth. She reached down in between my legs while kissing me and scooped up more of our cum. "Open wide dearie. Taste this. It's wonderful and you'll need your nourishment." I resisted but she just held my nose together forcing me to take a breath through my mouth. While my mouth was open, she scraped our cum into my mouth. Soon she had put enough in to fill my mouth. "Swallow dearie. Swallow or I'll have to call in reinforcements.and you won't like that."

I stared into her eyes and something about them made me swallow. It was a bittersweet taste. I hadn't tasted myself before and wasn't sure which part was me and which part was Pierre. "That's a good girl. Now it is time for me to finish. Pierre told me in no uncertain terms that I must be done before the class comes in."

"Class? What class! What had I gotten.oh God, that feels good. Linda had pushed up my ass cheeks and was tonguing my ring. What a sensation. It was what I imagined a cat's tongue would be. A little rough but still smooth. Such a contradiction. Who would have thought. Then, oh my.her tongue started to push past the ring into the anal cavity itself. Soon I was squirming around in joy. She was poking it in and then withdrawing it. Poke, withdraw, poke, withdraw. "God. What are you doing to me? That feels soooo good. Stop it. You shouldn't be.oh God, yes. Oh.I can't be coming.not." I couldn't hold back any more. I was coming and I couldn't stop it. Linda just stopped what she was doing and looked at me. From her stern voice I knew she was pissed.

Now see what you've done? I just had gotten you cleaned up and you messed yourself all up again. Shit. I don't know if I have time to clean you up again." She hurriedly put her mouth to my cunt and started to lap again. This time her hands were holding my cunt lips apart as far as they would go and she didn't stop for anything. What a difference attitude makes. It almost felt like she was raping me with her tongue. I felt no enjoyment out of it this time. She soon finished and said in a disgusting voice, "If I get in trouble with Pierre because of you coming that last time." Her words were cut off as she left the room and slammed the door shut.

It wasn't long before I felt the tears slowly drip down my face. What HAD I gotten myself into. That's when I heard the door open again.

To be continued.