Sophia Ch. 2 The concubine

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This chapter is about the progressing affair between Sophia and
her son, and improprieties perpetrated against her privacy, and
person, by one of his friends and includes her ultimate revenge
for those infractions.

FM-FF incestuous in nature.
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By William DuPain




Sophia had called Beth that afternoon, and invited her into the
living room when she had arrived, to discuss Beth's teenage sons
aberrant behavior. The gorgeous brunette had seated herself
across from Sophia with her legs smartly crossed, showing just
enough leg to be conservatively sexy.


After intentionally baiting Beth in their conversation and
threatening her son with prosecution she had pissed Beth off
thoroughly ... which is just what she had wanted. But after Beth
began to fully comprehend the consequences of a conviction of
this type, and its implications to her son's future, her attitude
had drastically changed.


"Please Sophia, there must be something I can do to change your
mind about this!" the busty green-eyed brunette pleaded.


"Well there is one thing you might do, but I sincerely doubt you
would be interested in my compromise," Sophia had offered.


"Oh but I would!" Beth quickly replied. "I would do anything to
keep this off my sons record," Beth told her.


Sophia moved to sit directly next to Beth on the large leather
sofa, then proceeded, "You will become my sex slave Beth, doing
whatever I ask of you when I ask."


Sophia gave her mind time to digest the implications of her
proposal, and as she waited for Beth's reply. Her delicate,
smooth hand started its sensual journey up the inside of Beth's
leg.


Beth was frightened ... confused ... and distracted, but she was
also very dedicated to her son's welfare and while the offer was
something less than optimal, she would accept it.


Beth parted her legs slightly and smiled as sweetly as she could
at her hostess, "How long will my obligation to you last?" she
questioned.


"How about we go six months," Sophia offered.


"Accepted, with one condition," Beth told her.


"And that is?" Sophia inquired.


"That our activities over the next six months be held in the
strictest confidence by you and everyone involved!"


"Agreed," Sophia told her, and then she softly kissed the
beautiful Beth Peterson and was stirred to find her response both
affectionate, and inviting.


Sophia called her son into the living room and explained the
agreement to him; he seemed both surprised and elated.


Clint studied the well built, walking wet dream seated in front
of him, and it wasn't the first time he had done so. He had
jerked himself off to fantasies involving Beth many times before,
never dreaming that any of it would actually ever come to
fruition in reality.


"My Lord ... you must take time to get acquainted with your new
concubine, and there is no better time to get started than now,"
Sophia said, smiling proudly at him.


"My Lady, you'll never know how much I appreciate this," he said
before he kissed her.


Clint looked down at Beth like a hungry hound dog eyeing its next
meal; she had smiled up at him suggestively and then slowly
raised the hem of her skirt slightly higher on her gorgeous
thighs.


Beth could almost feel the scathing heat of his gaze moving on
her crotch before he bent down and kissed her mouth. While he may
have been young, he was certainly not inexperienced, at least,
when it came to kissing a woman, his lips and tongue made her
body flush warm, quickly.


The gentle sweet manipulation of his tongue in her mouth left her
dizzy and panting. He continued kissing her as his hands traveled
upward on her thighs, as soft and subtle as silk. Clint found the
front of Beth's panties exceedingly damp and she gasped out
loudly at the shock of pleasure, when his finger passed over her
erect clit.


"Please touch me their again Clint?" Beth asked her young Lord.


"I'd be happy to Beth," he replied. Clint pulled her front panel
to one side and shoved his middle finger into Beth's tight
opening and began to pump it rapidly in and out. Beth's body
immediately began to produce an inordinate amount of fluid as her
young lover teased her hungry sex.


"Oh God yes, yes-s-s-s!!" she panted.


After Clint paused his finger momentarily, Beth adjusted her body
and her hem to afford him a better view of her wares, and asked,
"Do you like what you see Clint?"


"Beth, I have admired your body for a long time now, you just
weren't aware of it!!" he told her smiling.


"Oh, but I think I was aware Clint!" her voice, seductive as she
smiled.


With shaking hands Beth hooked the elastic band of her panties
and slid them off her shapely legs, and then quickly, removed
every other article of clothing she had on. Beth was excited; she
had fantasized about fucking this young man several times in the
past, when he had visited her home. And given the present
situation couldn't wait to get him between her legs.


Beth sat there completely naked, her cheeks and upper breasts
flushed a light crimson by the sweet, intense hormonal stirrings
she now felt. Clint's strong hands forced her legs wider, opening
her up for his further pleasure. As his hands touched her body
Beth was surprised by how deeply wanton, and sluttish she was
acting, but even more surprising was the fact that she loved it
as much as she did!


Clint knelt before her and held her eyes with his, they were
hypnotic and the color of young spring foliage ... affectionate,
and full of wonder. He lowered his mouth to her clean shaven
folds, his long serpent like tongue darting out to find the small
pearl of life, in her fragrant fertile valley.


Beth's head went back and her fiery green eyes snapped shut when
Clint's tongue touched her. He skillfully parted her swollen lips
with the tip of his tongue and lightly passed his serpents tool
over her erect clit, sending a powerful electric shock through
her body that left her weak and shaking.


With her head laid back and her eyelids lowering, her hands
roamed over her body, as she pleasured herself. Smiling with the
sensation of her hungry fingertips, against the smoothness of her
warm velvet skin.


Her eyes paused, silent in wonder, as his lips pressed her most
modest feminine attributes. Her breath rushing from her lungs,
while her heart burned brightly with the intense emotions of her
surging arousal.


Softly ... so sweetly, he loved her, his tongue gently caressing
the tender folds surrounding her creative inferno. There was
nothing in all of creation now, but the gentleness of his mouth
on her body. No other longing, but her deep desire for his
continued presence, as he quickened her body.


"Oh God my Lord, I love that skilled and sinful tongue!" Beth
cooed.


Encouraged by her response Clint's tongue began to work a little
faster and his stroke against her lips and clit became decidedly
firmer. She was making little love sounds with her eyes closed,
as her hips began to rise up from her seat and actively seek the
sweet pleasure of his mouth, her face and neck now straining
backward, as she arched her pelvis at his face.


Clint raised his mouth from her mound and began to whisper low in
her ear, telling her how much he loved the look and taste of her,
as he continued to drive her mercilessly toward culmination with
his fingers. He told her how wonderful her breasts were, and how
he had always admired the swing of her full shapely hips.


"Oh thank you my young Lord," she whispered forcefully. Her
intoned gratitude intending to cover more than just the
compliments, appreciated though they were. Beth reached out and
stroked Clint's cock through his jeans, feeling the massive organ
swell and flinch beneath her gentle touch. She loved the way it
bucked at her caress, and she loved the way it made him moan when
she squeezed it.


"Oh God Clint, its so big, so long, and I want it!" she whimpered
softly.


His fingers at her nipples were as soft and subtle as a woman's
tongue, and at this moment she lost all reservation about making
her deal with Sophia. Her heart was sweet thunder and the
crashing waves of pleasure rolling over her ruled her reason as
he toyed with her body ... and Beth lost herself in the marvelous
sensation of both, his hands and his wicked tongue!


"I know you want me I can feel it, and you should know I have
lain in my bed with my fingers pumping my wet opening, as I
fantasized about your cock!" she hissed. "Now eat me lover!"


Clint was elated with that revelation, and so was his cock, which
lurched and began to seep the evidence of his arousal. Though
Clint had never been with a real woman before his mother, he
instinctively knew that Beth's articulation, and forthrightness
of feeling, were unique to her personality, and he adored it.


Pure rapture flooded through Beth, as this wicked boys gentle
tongue once again drove her feverishly toward an explosive
orgasm. She could almost calculate the flexibility of his tongue
muscle, as he fucked it slowly in and out of her damp, pulsing
passage.


"Oh my God you wicked child, how sweetly you make my body surge
with lust!" she panted.


Beth lovingly caressed her own nipples as she watched Clint savor
the fluids of her passion, his tongue like fine silk against her
moist skin. He was a gentle savage as he ate her, drawing the
total focus of her mind to the single, wonderful sensation, of
his mouth on her sensitive labium.


"She would never have believed anything could feel this
beautiful, and knew at that instant she would serve him willingly
the rest of her days. It had been far too long, since she had
been taken this way, her husband having lost his passion for her
long before now!" This is what she'd longed for, the unrestrained
adulation of her body by a lover that was sincerely swept away by
her feminine charms.


With her eyes closed she suddenly felt a rushing chill as her
lover removed his mouth from her body. Beth whimpered softly, as
she suffered a deep temporary sense of loss, but the whimper soon
turned into a lustful moan again as she felt a new sensation on
her wet engorged lips.


Pausing at the interruption, Beth looked down to see Clint's
colossal hardness, as he pulled it free of his boxers. She had
never seen or experienced anything like it in her life, and gave
a low whistle when it was fully exposed and in view.


"My God Clint, you absolutely must let me touch it again!!" she
said with a tone of lust inspired awe, in her excited voice.


Moving closer to her, Clint then took Beth's small, soft hand,
and guided it to the flinching mass of his cock. The smooth warm
sensation of her skin made his breath quicken and his body
shiver, as Beth lovingly stroked her prize.


Beth's eyes feasted on the smooth soft character of his hard
shaft, she cooed gently as her small warm hands ran up and down
the length of his firmness over and over again. "It's so big, and
beautiful Clint, I just love it!"


She stilled inside as she felt the shocking enormity of his
helmet as it slowly spread the enraged, wet lips of her cunt. He
toyed with her, pushing in a couple of inches and then slowly
backing out of her hungry passage. He continued this method of
torture until Beth was completely frustrated, shaking, and
saturated.


"Please Clint, don't tease me, please give it to me and I promise
by all that you trust I'll be so very good for you!" she
bargained.


Sophia smiled, as Beth begged for her son's cock, she knew the
feeling all too well, and was thrilled that Beth now shared that
experience with her.


He slid into Beth very slowly until she was full; fuller than
she'd ever been in her life, she could feel the head flirting
with the top of her uterus before he slowly withdrew all the way
out to its very tip. Beth opened her eyes and looked at him in
unbelief, at this mere youth, who had just filled her with the
largest cock she had ever felt.


The next thrust was faster, as he stretched her to the limit
again, she could feel the heft of his balls slap the cheeks of
her ass, as he impaled himself deeply inside of her. Had it not
been for her abundant lubrication, she doubted that he would have
been able to enter her without ripping her in two.


"Oh baby ... do me hard ... oh fuck yes-s-s-s, you bastard!" she
hissed.


He was a brutal beast as he used her, his speed of entry
increased rapidly and the power of his thrust grew more ferocious
with each stroke. She came almost instantly the first time, doing
something she had never done before. She filled the room with the
liveliest profanities she had ever heard, hardly believing, that
they'd came from her own lips.


"Oh please baby ... enough, let me go!" she begged, but was
pleased in a moment that he'd ignored her.


He didn't even slow down, but kept hammering that huge cock into
Beth's small delicate body until she came a second time,
screaming and completely out of control again. He used her until
her body was limp and nearly lifeless, before allowing her to
collapse into a heap before him and recover.


She was satiated like she had never been before, satisfied at the
deepest level of her emotional being, and yet even though she was
nearly exhausted, she craved more of him. She opened her eyes
again, when she felt the warm, loving touch, of his caress on her
cheek.


"Thank you my Lord," she told him, with only enough energy
remaining to smile sweetly at him.


While Clint never achieved ejaculation with Beth, he was
nonetheless elated with her performance. She had elevated his
self-image and bolstered his ego tremendously, by her response to
his romantic advances.


Sophia came to her Lords rescue as she knelt before him and
engulfed his wet, sticky cock with her mouth. Savoring the
delectable taste of there mingled juices as she sucked him!


Her sharp colorful nails pricked lightly at his sack as she
devoured the colossal hunk of meat. When she moved a single sharp
nail across his anal opening his liquid fire belched forth from
his body spilling into her busy mouth.


He pumped furiously, as he emptied what seemed like gallons of
his hot, elixir of life, between her thinly stretched lips. It
spilled out running down her neck and over her breast, to drip
slowly from her hard nipple.


Beth, watching from her reclined position, felt a tinge of
jealousy in the fertile soil of her lustful spirit, thinking that
this should have been her treat Sophia now greedily drank. But
there would be other opportunities she thought, as she smiled
wantonly.


That afternoon, Clint and Sophia did things to Beth's body that
would have colored the cheeks of a seasoned hookers face, high
crimson with shame, and Beth loved every one of them! She was
alive, and vibrant in a way she hadn't been in years, she was in
love with life again and felt good about herself.


The season of the day, now becoming long with the hour, was cause
for Beth to inform her hostess, and her Lord, that the time for
her departure was now pressed. She dressed quickly, but really
hated to leave, she was fond of them both; and this had been more
adventure than she had experienced in a good while.


Clint and Sophia both walked her to the front door where Beth
paused momentarily, hoping for some sign of affection from them.


She didn't wait long as Sophia placed one long nail under her
chin lifting her face with it, and then sweetly kissed the
beautiful brunettes shapely lips. Sophia's free hand toyed on her
high, shapely pubic mound, as her tongue gently caressed the
inside of her mouth.


"I hope you enjoyed yourself Beth," Sophia told her sincerely,
after breaking the kiss.


"Oh Sophia, like nothing else before in my life!" Beth replied,
equally as sincere."


Clint gently pulled Beth from his mother's grasp, and stepping
very close to her, kissed her himself. Every sensitive area of
Beth's body came alive with warmth at the touch of his lips, and
her knees became jelly like.


Passion robed her petite frame once again, as her Lords wicked
tongue cast its irresistible spell against her charms, making her
flush wanton once more. She forcefully ground her pelvis into the
hard protruding bulge at his crotch, as both hands squeezed the
tight shapely cheeks of his hard ass.


"Oh God my Lord, it troubles me so to leave you ... but I must.
We will do this again, when I serve you next, and I will serve
you well my Lord," She told him smiling.


"I believe you will Beth," he responded smiling back.


Her eyes sang in silence, a song his heart alone could hear, as
he gave one final thrust of his cock to the high cut of her
mound. Beth whimpered and quickly buried her face at the side of
his neck, and kissed him there before leaving. She smiled warmly
at him, as she arranged her hair and then passed through the
door.


"I'm dying to know how you liked her Clint," Sophia asked, her
own curiosity teasing her.


"I thought she was fabulous, she's a beautiful woman mother," he
told her.


Sophia took him by the hand and led him upstairs to her king size
bed, threw the comforter off and turned down the top sheet,
"Sleep my prince, for a short while, and I will lay beside you."


And the world with its problems fled away, as they sank into a
very peaceful, deep sleep.


When Clint opened his eyes after what he thought was a short nap
the very first thing he saw was his mother with her long shapely
leg thrown over his thigh. Her face was still peaceful, as her
body was held tightly in the clutches of deep sleep.


He slipped quietly out from under her legs, and arm, without
waking her and headed for the shower. His mind took him back to
the fucking he had given his close friends beautiful mother, and
his cock rose instantly.


When he finished and had dressed, he headed downstairs to put on
some coffee, before he had the brew built he heard the water
upstairs as the shower came on, and knew Sophia was showering as
well.


When he entered the bedroom again carrying Sophia's steaming cup,
he saw upon entering that she was already fully dressed, and he
was still unaware that he had slept all through the night.


"It's a beautiful Saturday morning," she said smiling, as he
handed her the cup.


"Saturday ... what happened to Friday afternoon?"


"Forever gone lover!" Sophia responded.


"Look, there are some things I'd really like to pick up from the
market. I have tried to call your concubine to arrange a Friday
evening outing, but couldn't reach her. Would you be a dear while
I'm away and go over to her house later and attempt to settle on
a time that is good for her schedule?" Sophia asked.


"Certainly Sophia," Clint replied.


"Ok, I'm off then, see you later lover," she told him, flashing a
come on smile as she moved seductively toward the door. She
paused half turning, her stance wide, her hip provocatively
placed, and said, "Don't let that hungry she-wolf use you
completely up my love ... remember, you still have my needs to
attend too!" She giggled, blew him a kiss, and floated out the
door.


Clint sipped his coffee with a grin, his mind still dreaming of
the things he yet wanted to try with Beth, and wondering what her
son would think if he knew! He was away visiting his uncle up
state and Clint decided it would probably be best not to say
anything at all about it ... at least not yet.


It was two blocks to the Peterson house and Clint had decided to
walk instead of driving the short distance. He knew her husband
Ted would be home today, but was unconcerned he was a nice fellow
and Clint liked him.


When Beth answered the door she was wearing a soft white top and
a very short, loose, clingy skirt, her hair was free around her
shoulders, and her face was radiantly peaceful. He could clearly
see the sharp rise of her mound there, between the hollow of her
legs.

He began to explain his reason for dropping by unannounced when
her husband Ted entered the living room behind them.


"Hello Clint, long time, and stop growing, you're getting too
tall," he kidded with a chuckle.


Clint's hand raised slightly and his forefinger found Beth's clit
through the sheer fabric of her skirt. There was a look of total
shock and earnest fear on her face, as she felt the sweet
sensation of a warm, firm circular motion against her nub.


"My mom keeps telling me its hormonal induced cellular
explosion," Clint kidded back with an easy grin. "Whatever that
means?"


Beth's body blocked Ted's view of Clint's hand, and he had no
idea of what was going on in front of him.


"Nice to see you again kid, don't stay gone so long next time,
Ok. I'm off to try the new gas washer on my Van, 2500-psi should
take some grime off the old girl," he said, as he turned to exit
through the kitchen, still smiling broadly.


"I promise," Clint replied.


"Are you crazy?" Beth whispered.


He looked sternly into her colorful, fear filled eyes, until she
lowered her gaze to the hand now bringing her pleasure. Then, as
if to give her consent she slightly parted her legs for him, as a
smile spread slowly across her face. The sight of his hand on her
body with her husband so near, excited her profoundly. When she
raised her eyes to his again, they were bright, soft, and
yielding.


"God damn you, I need your cock!" she hissed.


"Then you shall have it, my impatient little slut!" he told her.


Clint stepped forward slightly and pressed the burgeoning bulge
of his cock forcefully against her sharp, full mound. Her arms
flew around his neck and her tongue all but forcefully raped his
mouth. She maneuvered her body into a position, which allowed her
to undulate her crevice directly against his hard throbbing meat.


They could both hear Ted in the garage backing out the Van, so
there was no real risk in the kiss ... but it was, a wonderful
greeting!


"I can't wait until Friday to see you again Master, Ted leaves
for Chicago again tomorrow afternoon, so please tell your Lady
after that, the sooner, the better," she told him after breaking
from her kiss.


She took his hand and led him through the spacious living room
into the kitchen area. The door leading to the garage was a
two-piece affair; the top opened wide independently of the bottom
half, which could remain closed.


"So ... you like risky games huh?" she asked, with an impish
grin.


She let go of his hand and walked to the door, opening the top
half but leaving the bottom closed, she then leaned her elbow on
the wide shelf that topped the bottom section.


Reaching behind her with one hand she slowly raised her tiny
skirt over the cheeks of her marvelously perfect ass, and
revealed that she had no panty's on. His mouth went to water
immediately, at the sight of her brightly flushed, gaping lips,
and the tiny hooded pearl that hung between them.


Clint nearly came down the inside of his thigh right there, "You
evil little temptress you!" he whispered.


She looked back over her shoulders with a pouting "I'm so naughty
look," then blew him a kiss and teasingly wiggled her ass
slightly at him, raising one high heel from the floor as she did.


He smiled wide; as joy erupted inside at the sight of her
embolden animation.


When he heard the washer start, Clint got down on his hands and
knees and quickly started crawling up behind Beth. His tongue
darted out and rapidly swiped that patch of beautiful crimson
flesh, nestled between her full, heady cunt lips.


The current of hot electric energy that passed through her body
at his touch made Beth shiver above her Lover. She felt him
squeeze between her legs and turn, facing upward toward her
organ. Her legs shook and she nearly fainted, as she felt the
heat of his tongue attack her clit savagely.


His hands were all over her as he ate, squeezing her ass,
caressing the inside of her thighs, lightly fingering her anal
opening. But somehow Beth managed to bravely maintain that loving
smile for Ted, her head crooked in the palm of her hand as she
watched him at work.


Later, when his wicked tongue had done the deed, the volume of
her fluid increased and turned slightly salty on his tongue, and
he knew Beth was nearly there. He hungrily consumed the flow of
her passion, as her legs shook fiercely above him. The fingers of
a single hand found his thick hair, and clutching it tightly, she
brutally forced his mouth against her swollen mound.


It was a fierce struggle for Beth to maintain her modesty, as his
energetic tongue sweetly drove her to the apex of heavens bliss.
She was urged in her spirit to cry out to the heavenly bodies
above, concerning the hot joy that now flowed through her body
and mind. But for the sake of expediency, she struggled to
maintain her decorum.


He introduced the very tip of his finger into her anal opening
and with that single invasion she was on her way with deep
shivers. Beth's pulsing cunt went into the throes of intense
orgasm, nearly pulling the tongue from Clint's face as she came.
But still, she smiled sweetly out the door.


She lost her legs, and gentlemen that he was, Clint sustained her
body with both hands, one on her tummy, the other on her
fabulously formed ass. The little tart closed the upper part of
the door when she was finished, and then collapsed against it.


And still, that new gas washer, was belting out that horrendous
song!


Clint rose from the floor, slithering up her body as close to
hers as he could get, and when his face leveled with her own, he
kissed the wanton wench full on the mouth.


"You're quickly turning me into something I never thought I'd
be!" she whispered.


"Oh ... and what might that be?" he asked.


"A slut!" she whispered seductively.


"And you find that objectionable?" he asked smiling.


"No ... only the part where I love it too much too much for it!!"
she answered, smiling mischievously.


She opened her body to him and gave him his way without pretense,
and he filled her there on the kitchen floor with his hot seed.
Making her orgasm once again in the process, with her wrist
pinned firmly at her sides, and his tongue boldly ruling her warm
mouth.


When he had finished, she slowly ran her fingers through the hair
at the sides of his head and kissed him repeatedly, before
reluctantly relinquishing the warmth of his body back to his
control.


"I'm your bitch my Lord!" she said smiling. "You may ride me
anytime, and anyway it pleases you!" she said.


But he lingered there with her, coaxing her to her side to face
him, then his lips gently took possession of hers again. His warm
hand attending the gentle, sweeping rise, of her beautifully
flared hip. Then slipping around behind to trace the fine hard
cut of her cheek, and administer a loving squeeze.


"Beyond the obvious charm of your feminine beauty Beth, you're a
warm and wonderful person that I would enjoy being with even
without the wonderful lovemaking we have shared. I hope after all
of this is done, that you'll remain my friend!"


Her eyes misted, as she moved her lips against his again with a
sigh, and moved her lover's heart, and body, in ways he never
imagined possible until that moment. "We will always be friends
Clint!" she whispered softly.


He stood, took her hand, and watched her gracefully gain her
feet. She leaned into him then, molding her charms to his young
body and bit the side of his neck lightly, as her small hands
squeezed the cheeks of his adorable ass.


She escorted her young Lord to the door, holding his hand at her
side, as they walked without speaking, but when they arrived and
stopped, she turned and kissed him again.


"Please tell your Lady that I am available any time after Monday
afternoon and can hardly wait to see her again, and tell her for
me that I miss her, and her touch" she informed him.


"I want you to know Clint that while I entered this agreement to
spare my sons future, that isn't wholly the reason I shall
continue with it now," she whispered softly.


He shook his head in affirmation not trusting his voice, it
simply wouldn't do for a young man to falter at the vice of
emotion, in the presence of his lady, he thought.


"I think you're a wonderful young man Clint, and I'm very fond of
you," she told him after the kiss, looking directly into his
brilliant blue eyes as she spoke.


" Thank you Beth," he said softly.


Before watching him slip out the door, Beth quietly retreated to
the kitchen area and rummaged through her purse fishing out a key
ring, and then removing one of its occupants.


"Here, this is to the front door so you never need to knock, just
remember if the SUV is here that means Ted is home and you'll
need to observe normal protocol then," she told him before
kissing him the last time, and reveling in the hard warmth of his
young body.


Beth closed the door and leaned against it sighing deeply, as her
young lover headed for the refuge of his own home. She had
enjoyed his visit, he made her feel so young and recklessly
spontaneous, besides being the best lover she had ever known. She
knew she was developing deep feelings for the young man, but he
was well worth the risk of deep wounds she concluded.


Clint made his way home and stretched out on the large bed in his
mother's room, resting until she returned. The silence seduced
his mind into sleep and quickly ushered him into the realm of
dreams, he became a Sultan, and both Beth and Sophia had charge
of his harem.


They took turns scheduling his nightly visits to the women's
quarters and sent scouts out all through the kingdom to enlist
beautiful women to entertain his sexual appetite.

***

He took flight from the beauty of his harem when he awoke to the
movements of Sophia's body on the bed. He opened his eyes and she
was looking directly into his face with a very big smile.


"You were dreaming then ... right? You were calling to someone
named Abby," she told him.


"I owned a harem and you and Beth were in charge of it, there
were hundreds of beautiful women ... and oil wells too. God it
was wonderful!" he explained.


"You really do know how to have them, don't you tiger?" she
chuckled.

Clint relayed Beth's message to his mother, who then went
downstairs to attend to household duties and store the things she
had purchased.

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The following day, late Sunday afternoon while fooling around on
his computer Clint received a call from Beth on his cell phone.


"Hello," he answered.


"Hi lover, do you miss your concubine my Lord ... because she's
missing you a great deal?" she said with a slow deliberate
cadence.


Clint's cock immediately went into high-level trauma!


"I haven't thought of much else since you left wench," he told
her.


"I'm so happy your suffering too," she giggled.


"Would you like to know where I am, and what my fingers are
doing?" she asked him, her voice 100 percent pure sexy syrup.


"I'm really afraid to ask Beth, but I suppose I should know,
please inform me," he teased!


"I'm in my bedroom, my Lord, and my fingers are beneath the very
damp front panel, of my new, red lace panty's!" her voice deep
and seductive.


"And what exactly brought on this need to touch," he asked her,
playing along.


"I was remembering how sore I felt when you had finished using me
yesterday lover!" she breathed.


"Sounds as if you've made a rather dramatic recovery to me Beth,"
he said smiling.


"Oh, it is much better my Lord ... all except the fever that is,
I just can't seem to get it under control," she whimpered
playfully.


"You may need an injection my dear, I think you may have a well
known love virus that will need repeated, periodic treatment!" he
told her, with a chuckle.


"My nipples are hot, throbbing and painful, is that another
symptom of this virus my Lord?" she asked playfully.


"Yes dear, I am afraid so, the symptoms will flare and then wane
repeatedly until you receive treatment," he grinned.


"This is so embarrassing, I couldn't possibly seek treatment from
just anyone, I wonder, would you be willing to help me my Lord?"
she whispered softly.


"I feel it would be my responsibility to aid you in every
possible way I can, Beth," he responded.


"May I come over Clint, I really need to see you and I promise I
won't intrude on your day for very long?" she asked him shyly.


"My Lady, you would never be considered an intrusion ... on my
time or circumstances," he replied, the game now apparently over.


"I will be there inside ten minutes," she told him, excitement
and joy both discernable in her soft voice.


Clint informed Sophia that Beth would be arriving shortly for a
visit in case she needed to ready herself, and then waited in the
sitting room for his concubine to arrive.


When the doorbell rang Clint stood up with a smile spreading
across his handsome face, he quickly crossed to the door and
opened it to his friend.


He backed up to allow Beth room to enter and stood looking at
her, and at that moment realized, that he had indeed missed
Beth's presence since their last meeting. She was wearing a light
breezy dress, which buttoned all the way down the front, and
looked divinely irresistible.


He stepped forward to kiss her, but was stopped by her statement.


"Please don't touch me, not yet, please wait," her voice very
soft with her request.


Beth slowly began to undue the buttons at the front of her dress
one at a time, her gentle eyes looking directly into his as she
did so. When she had unfastened the very last restraint, she
proceeded to disrobe with an elegance that was quickly becoming
her trademark; she gracefully stepped out of her thin garment
laying it on the floor, beside her shiny high heels.


Clint's cock strained at the sight of her body, she wore an
exceedingly skimpy pair of black lace panties and matching bra.
Black thigh high stockings and high heels, around her ankle, a
delicate gold chain with a heart shaped charm dangling from it,
and she looked splendid.


He caught the scent of her Opium perfume, as she inserted her
index finger between her lips and sucked it. Her breasts were
proud and high, and the black panties hugged the sharp rise of
her prominent pubic bone jealously.


Her lips were glossed a deep burnt red, that matched perfectly
the rich color of her exquisite nails. Her clear, leaf colored
eyes were vibrant, and lively, as they hungrily devoured the
image of their lover.


With the edge of her nail she trailed a path slowly down her
belly circling her naval but once and then paused teasingly at
the elastic band of her ornate panties. She had a slight smile on
her lips as she watched him, gauging his every physical reaction.



Clint watched, in reverent awe, as her finger began to slowly
snake its way beneath the wispy fabric. When her finger began its
slow, deliberate caress, of her sensitive pearl Clint's heart
leapt in his chest and his eyes flared radiant with heat.


He watched the steady bloom of her nipples to their full, hard,
erect state, and the light flush of rose color that slowly spread
across her smooth, satin cheeks. Beth gracefully moved to stand
directly in front of him and removed the now wet fingers from
under the fabric that had so discreetly covered them.


Pausing at his mouth only a second, she then began to slide the
now glistening, well-manicured nail between his lips. She slowly
drove it in and then backed it out to its very tip.


"Please don't touch me ... please, not yet!" she almost begged.


She pumped the sweetly spiced finger into his warm mouth, several
times before removing it.


"Please close your eyes," she asked him softly.


Beth quickly unfastened his shirt, and trousers, and then slid
the shirt off his shoulders and steadied him at the elbow, as he
stepped out of his pants. He immediately felt her sharp nails
dance around the unprotected skin of his nipples, sending a
gentle, rushing current of sensation racing across his bare skin.


"Beth I," he was cut off by her immediate response.


"Please Clint ... not yet!!" she softly pleaded.


He felt the pleasant rake of her nails at his hips, as she
lowered his boxers around his ankles and then removed them. The
deep, soothing scent, of her perfume flared his nostrils, while
he sensed the very tip of her deadly nails, as they skipped
lightly across his sack. His cock went crazy and he swore when it
did, he heard Beth giggle.


A cold shiver ran down his spine as the sensation rose from his
sack, ascending slowly up the underside of his spasmodic cock.
His next sensation was that of her hot breath slowly inundating
the underside of his organ, and then the wench again moved her
evil nails along the backside of his knees, which nearly buckled
under her insidious assault.


"For Christ's sake Beth!!" he began, but again was cut of by her
statement.


"Please my Lord ... be patient with your humble concubine,
please," she teased, but very pleased with the strained tone and
ragged disposition of his voice as he pleaded.


"I will sternly ravage you my lady, until you pitifully beg for
grace," he growled.


"I am yours to command my Lord," she replied smiling, and well
pleased with her results, suppressing a chuckle at his fiery
impatience.


"Please my Lord, open your eyes and lay back on the floor," she
said.


He found her completely nude when he opened his eyes, and the
sight only compounded the intensity of his need for her. He did
as she requested and lay back on the floor, his eyes devouring
every subtle curve of her perfect form. She had him in her
clutches ... he knew, and he dearly loved every bit of miserable,
bittersweet frustration, she was now producing in his
temperament.


She squatted above him; her labia close enough to his cock that
Clint could feel the heat rolling off her body as it penetrated
his sensitive skin. She reached down between her legs and began
to gently massage her hooded pearl. Clint's cock was again
lurching all over the place, as he lay there watching her fingers
romance the full, swelling lips, of her enticing labium.


Beth moved to her knees, adjusted her mound up to within a few
inches from his face, and began the procedure again. Clint's eyes
were still glued to the movements of her soft, talented hand, the
clean smooth lips to her entrance were swollen and slick with
moisture, and he could smell the pleasant, heady scent, of its
near presence.


"Do you like what you see my Lord?" she asked calmly.


"If I liked it any more, my entire body would be petrified dear
lady," he told her.


Beth quickly spun about on Clint's body and lowered her seething
folds to his mouth, halting her decent just above his lips. She
then sucked the very head of his cock into her mouth and ran her
tongue quickly around it, making Clint cringe with the acute
pleasure he felt, as he roared out her name passionately, over
and over again.


"Oh bitch, you are too much!!" he howled.


It had been some time since Beth had produced that kind of
response in a man, her smile revealing, how truly flattered she
was with it!


Clint's tongue leapt from his mouth like a bolt of lightening
striking the sensitive clit that hung freely between her gaping
folds. Beth's body shuttered at the impact, as her mind was
filled with the explosive thrill of his sudden hot touch.


The two lovers devoured each other in a world that contained only
the exotic sensations of their mouths and hands. They were both
caught up in the non-stop electric current of pleasure coursing
through their respective bodies.


Sophia had been seated in the overstuffed leather chair watching
the proceedings for some time now. The sheer front panels of her
panties were now clinging tenaciously to the wet folds of her
saturated crotch.


When she saw Beth swing around again and lower herself over her
son's cock she knew it was time to join the fun.


Beth's cunt was on fire, as she lowered the swollen, damp organ,
to the tip of her lover's rigid flesh. She closed her eyes at
contact and carefully lowered her softness over his enormous
dick. She reveled in the sensation of its slow penetration, and
she could feel every ridge, and bump, on the surface of his
magnificent cock. She was stretched to the point of pain and
marveled at every pulsing inch of it inside of her.


"Oh God baby, there's nothing in the world equal to this," she
cooed.


After inserting and then withdrawing the mammoth muscle from her
body several times she was at last fully seated at the base of
his jutting tower. She paused to fully appreciate the
unbelievable girth of her lover's tool, and enjoy the sensation
of her passage as it tightened, and then went loose around it
repeatedly. And then Beth began a small, tight, circular motion
with her pussy around the object of her very intense affections.


"Do you mind terribly if I join in?" Sophia asked her, softly.


"Not at all Sophia," Beth replied, smiling up at her sexy
neighbor.


Sophia now wearing only her high-heels straddled her son's body
and moved her mound to within easy reach of Beth's long whip like
tongue. Beth placed her small hands at both sides of Sophia's
curvaceous hips and drew her forward, as her agile tongue sought
her companion's hard clit.


Clint had a bird's eye view of the action above him and noted how
it intensified the pleasure at his cock. He began a slow easy
movement inside of Beth's smooth gentle passage as he watched the
quick, wicked work, of Beth's able tongue above him.


He was able to see Beth's tongue burrow itself deeply in between
the ripe lips of Sophia's pussy, and observe its rapid in and out
movement, as the little member all but raped Sophia's willing
passage. Producing an array of tantalizing, and very sensual
utterances, from the full, shapely lips, of his mother's very
capable mouth.


Beth shook, and cried out, as she was thrown into a hard minor
orgasm that Clint felt convulse around his rapidly pumping cock.
Sophia's legs were beginning to shake, as she began to forcefully
thrust forward on her lovers lapping tongue.


"Oh Beth, please don't stop now... eat me honey, lap that cunt
and make it come sweetie" Sophia cried urged sweetly.


Beth, as always, with perfect timing slowly inserted one very wet
finger into the tight asshole of Sophia's backside, as she
furiously lashed her pussy with her tongue. Sophia went off like
a rocket, saturating the beautiful Beth's face with her thick
voluminous fluids.


"Oh fuck baby ... oh fuck, tongue me you bitch!" Sophia screamed,
out of her head with the emotional displacement of her usual
polite civility.


It was all too much for poor Clint, the tongue, the fragrance,
the language and screams, the wet clasping lips, of Sophia's
pussy above him. He just lost it, and exploded in Beth's tight
gripping cunt, with stream after powerful stream of hot white
liquid. He inundated the beautiful green-eyed brunette's clasping
cunt with his hot creamy fluids. Until at last, she too was lost
in the throes of a wild ass orgasm that ripped her mind apart,
and took her body at will.


"Oh you beautiful bastard, I'm coming baby!!" Beth screamed at
her Lord.


She never heard him, and her cries never registered with him
either. They were both too deeply immersed in the wave of
pleasure that swept both of them, far away from the world of
polite reality. They had both become wild rutting animals at the
mating season, and there only drive was survival of the heard,
through the ritual mechanism of pro-creation.


When the tidal wave of passion receded, surrendering control
again to their full consciousness. Beth whispered in his ear,
"How did I ever survive without you in my life ... I'll be your
bitch anytime you want me too Clint," she whispered, as her teeth
teased his outer ear.


It seemed to Clint, that the lusty brunette instinctively knew
how to manipulate his ego at will, and make him feel good about
himself! "Beth you only fuck like a bitch, you're a wonderful and
sensitive woman and I adore everything about you!"


"His words pleased her and she responded, "Thank you sir, you're
too kind!" she said with a very wide smile.


When they had caught their collective breath somewhat, they moved
to the more comfortable surroundings of the living room.


Clint staggered into the kitchen to hustle refreshments for them.
They sat together later making plans for their upcoming outing,
trying to decide on an activity acceptable to all of them.


The tenacity of all hearts present, was fast forming a cohesive
bond of friendship that would last a lifetime.

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