Isn’t It Too Big

by Naomi Penn

  As she stared into the slits that he had for eyes, she felt her stomach begin to tumble with nervousness and allure.

  Looking at him now, she was sure of the essence and beauty that he possessed. She had always had a sense of attraction towards him, building up within her, but it was only now that she realized fully how truly magnificent a creature he was. She was sure now that her body was trying to tell her something and it was at that moment that she decided to listen. So, she leaned in carefully and took the next step which actually seemed fairly natural to her then; she raised her chin up, parted her lips slightly, as her head moved carefully to the side before she kissed him.

  The kiss was strange, but intriguing. His breath burned, almost as though he was getting ready to breathe fire, but the singe had an erotic tint to it that made Sharon want more, instead of pulling away. After a moment of intense, almost unbearable heat as his lips caressed her mouth and his hands wound around her body in a careful, yet slightly ensnaring fashion, the ease of the burn subsided and she felt her body begin to tingle with excitement.

  The slow burn of his lips and his long, powerful tongue plundered Sharon’s mouth seductively, while his one hand moved up towards her hair.

  His long flingers curled around her brown locks before his fist closed and he held her head back, craning her neck so that he could reach his wandering tongue farther down her throat.

  Sharon groaned and grasped at him with her hands, while she felt Sephron’s other hand wind up and smack her playfully on the rear.

  Sharon screamed with a pleasured sensation of pain, but all noise was absorbed by the pressure of his mouth against hers.

  Once his hand had rested on her butt, he squeezed it, before quickly pulling her away from him and bending her over his large desk.

  The material felt cool to her warm body as it spread out on top of it, however the heat that he was still giving off coursed through her body and caused her to gasp with excitement as she felt him yank her form-fitting skirt and underwear down her legs, so that her bottom half was completely exposed to him.

  She felt her hands grasp the rounded edges of the desk desperately as she braced herself for another swat.

  When it came, she yelled out and felt her butt cheeks tighten, before she felt his hands spread her legs apart and he grasped at the apex between her legs, which was already becoming moist. Once again, she yelped with a strange sense of immense satisfaction as she felt him begin to rub her seductively.

  However, after a moment, her yelps turned into satisfied, low and powerful groans as his skillful fingers massaged her carefully.

  She had never felt such an intensity before. She knew that her virgin body was being ravished, but she didn’t want it to stop. She felt a lump of intensity form in her throat. The pleasure that he was providing her was so intense, that she almost wanted to cry, but she held strong, fearful that tears would give off the wrong impression.

  With another spill of moisture dampening his fingers as well as her bare flesh, she shuddered a loud breath, but before she could even finish the delightful feel of his hands, pawing at her, she felt his hand entwine her hair again, while his other hand continued to rest close to her womanliness, which caused an intense form of pressure to mount, inside of her, before he pulled her back up, resting her half-naked body against his warmth and pulling her head back until her ear was close to his lips.

  He snickered before he said, “You seem to be enjoying this…”

  She nodded, as much as his hand, twisting around her hair would allow as she whispered through baited breath. “Don’t stop…”

  Another chuckle erupted in her ear, before she felt him turn her around and his claw ran down the front of her shirt, tearing it opened, before his hands thrust it and her bra off of her.

  She heard her clothes hit the desk, but in that same moment, she saw Sephron’s pants drop, while his shirt also flew off of him, so that he was completely naked before her.

  His sleek, muscled and sexy body immediately took her breath away as she gazed over it. She felt her hand come up and as though completely mesmerized, she pressed her fingers against his intriguing skin. She smiled as her fingers ran down, not only abs, but a protective layer that made him seem to be wearing armor.

  The feel of it, so smooth and fascinating, but also incredibly powerful was something that turned her on even more.

  Her eyes continued down, until her gaze stopped in amazement at the size and sight of his manhood, already becoming erect. Instinctively, she could not wait to feel him penetrate her. As she thought about this, her loins began to quake with anticipation.

  Sharon had never been with any man before, but even though she knew that she didn’t have a clue what she was doing, everything seemed to come naturally to her. When her eyes finally rose back up to meet Sephron’s he was smiling at her and that caused her heart to leap with joy and her body to quake with excitement.

  Overcome with a sense of pleasure and need, she moved up, to capture his lips with hers again, but he tightly grasped her chin and moved it away, so that he could move over to the chair.

  He pulled her behind him and when he sat down, with his massive fiery member sticking straight up, as though inviting her to ride him, he took her arms and guided her down. She smiled as she moved down to her knees and looked up at him, before he grasped the back of her neck and directed her face down, in order to take his manhood into her mouth.

  The feel of it was smoother than the rest of his skin, but still held a strength to it that made her feel warm and begin to sweat.

  Carefully, she placed either hand on his leg and began to move her head up and down, while he groaned and sagged his body down in the chair, but as she grew more excited, her motions sped up slightly.

  Eventually, she was taking him fully into her mouth, teasing the tip with her tongue and filling her throat with him in a rhythmic fashion that caused herself to grow even wetter.

  As she moved up and down on his pulsing member, she felt it grow more and more, until her mouth could barely contain it. While this happened, she heard Sephron groan and breathe in a shallow, excited fashion.

  Then, before long, she felt him grasp her hand and position it around another member, which felt warm and slick, just like his first engorged rod and that was when she realized that he did not have just one, but two pleasure sticks, gearing up to please her.

  She moved her hand up and down with the same motion as she took with her mouth, rubbing her thumb over the tip until she felt the blood begin to pump all of his manliness with fervor.

  Then, just when she felt as though she was about to get the hang of all of this, she felt him grasp ahold of her hair again and pull her back. He then smiled at her and released her hair, before standing up and taking control of her once again.

  Without wasting any time, Sephron turned Sharon around again and pushed her back against the desk, but not as far this time. Instead, his hands moved around her body and grabbed ahold of her breasts. His rough hands felt magnificent against her soft, supple flesh. He massaged her breasts equally, while pressing himself against her and somewhat trapping Sharon against the desk and his body.

  As he milked her bosom, carefully encircling her nipples with his fingers and then grasping at the whole of her skin in a way that made her head loll back while she groaned, he rubbed his talented manhood against her lower body, making it so that every inch of her felt as though it was on fire.

  “Oh…Sephron…” She groaned as her eyes rolled back in her head, just before she felt him laugh against her back. He then released her breasts and pushed her the rest of the way down on the desk before placing one hand on her back, while the other directed one portion of his heat to slide up and down her own fiery furnace before finally, he eased his way into her.

  Sharon yelled out and breathed loudly, but felt her body pulsing towards him and after an instant of pain, she felt an immense amount of pleasure.

  Sharon continued to breathe heavily as S
ephron pushed her body down farther, so that when he thrust into her again, his member plunged deeper.

  “Oh Sephron…” Sharon gasped, hardly able to control herself. She heard her body heave excitedly as she gasped and again felt the sensation to cry, but still, she resisted. However, she could not control the groans and moans her body released, each and every time he pulled out and pushed himself back into her. His sex seemed to fill her completely and as he did so, she felt as though she might explode from all of the emotion that was building up inside of her.

  “Brace yourself…” He said finally, and Sharon immediately did as she was told; once again grasping onto the edges of the desk and holding her body tightly against the coolness of it as she felt his other bulging shaft probe inside of her rear.

  Feeling it at first, she moved to sit up, but his hand grasped her again, which caused her to arch her back and scream, but once again, after the initial sensation of pain, the feeling eased into pleasure and she gasped in a satisfied way.

  Once both of his members were inside of her, they began to act as though they were truly separate entities, moving back and forth in equal, opposite directions so that as one pulled out, one plunged inside of her.

  “Oh…Oh God…Oh…Please….Don’t stop…” Sharon exclaimed through agonized breaths. She felt as though every inch of her body was alive and tingling.

  With both shafts plunging into her in perfect synchronization, Sharon felt pleasure like never before. Her eyes were clamped shut as she then felt his perfect body work its way around her breasts, squeezing and tugging at them as she arched her back, her body straining for more.

  “Don’t stop…” She begged as she was no longer able to control the tears that began to stream down her face. She groaned and whined, grasping the desk tightly, desperately, just so that she could feel as though she had some kind of anchor to reality.

  With each of the multitude of movements she felt her body going through, she felt the pulse of her own excitement, as her voice grew hoarse from screaming. It was growing hard to breathe, but at this point, she was too far gone to care.

  Then suddenly, almost as though right on cue, she felt the hardness that had fully infiltrated and overtaken her womanliness abandon itself to pleasure, causing a molten spew of love lava to erupt inside of her, soaking every inch and crevice she had.

  Feeling the rush of the explosion, followed by the wetness that caused his shaft to glide even more freely through her, she screamed until her voice gave out, before once again, she felt the same sort of cataclysmic detonation inject into her behind, which just caused her body to go absolutely insane.

  With a few more thrusts, she was rocking back and forth, causing the two members to jam into her, almost violently, in order for her to finally come to the conclusion of this epic assentation into erotic euphoria.

  When she finally felt the paralyzing, blinding pulse of her own blasts detonating inside of her, she froze, while tears continued to flow freely out of her eyes.

  She tried to scream, but her voice had stopped working a while ago and so, throughout the soul-shattering completion, she just held her breath and continued to grasp onto the desk, digging her nails into it desperately, while Sephron grabbed ahold of her breasts and continued to make tiny circles with his fingers, which only added to the intensity of her pleasure.

  “Oh…Oh…Oh…” Sharon groaned before gritting her teeth and clawing deeper into the wood.

  Then finally, she felt her body shudder as an attack of tiny spasms snow plagued her as she struggled to catch her breath.

  After a moment of her own body throbbing around both of his shafts, which continued to pulse excitedly, everything stopped and reality began to ease its way back into the present.

  As Sephron pulled out of her and the two of them turned to face one another, they exchanged an exhausted, yet completely satisfied smile and Sharon decided that there was no longer any doubt in her mind.

  Right here, on this planet, with Sephron, becoming whatever it was he thought she was destined to become, heir or no heir, was exactly where she belonged.

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 47

  Bethany moved from pot to pot, stirring and mixing ingredients through the boiling water as the steam wafted out through the open window. She struck a match and started a small flame under one final pot, expertly transitioning from one to another as the sweat dripped from her brow. The sickening heat from outside was only intensified by the steam that engulfed the room as she insured that the meal would be just as her husband had instructed that morning, before he had left to man the ranch.

  After waking at the crack of dawn, as she had done each morning since she married the man known by everyone as Barrett. Her day consisted of sweeping and dusting all day every day. An endless cycle, where one job was only just finished when another one arose. Her work was always at its toughest during the summer months. The heat became so unbearable that at times it felt like she was being cooked alive in the wooden framed house.

  Barrett worked from dawn until dusk on the vast expanse of land that they occupied. He was one of the most well respected men in the town. As well as being the largest land owner and the wealthiest man around, he also had a reputation as a heavy drinker and gambler as well as being one of the most notoriously violent men in the town.

  Bethany was awoken from her day dream by the sound of the back door slamming.

  “Twelve hours I’ve been working now and you still don’t have food on my table!”

  Barrett stormed into the house, slamming his boots against the floor in anger. Bethany returned to her pots, furiously stirring, preparing everything just as she had been asked to. Barrett removed his dirty white tee shirt, revealing a slender frame, one that had been hardened beneath years of back breaking laboring to tend to his land.

  “I’ve got it right here for you. Why don’t you take a seat and it will be right on up.”

  Bethany walked over with a cool glass of water as she waited for the pots to simmer down. Barrett snatched it from her hand with a glare. Too scared to make eye contact, Bethany held her gaze tight to the floor. She walked back over and pulled the pots up and carried them one by one to the back door where she allowed the boiling water to flow out into the yard.

  As the sun began to set behind the mountain range at the back of the house, Bethany finally served up the much needed sustenance to her ungrateful husband. Just as he had the water, he ripped the plate from his innocent wife’s gentle hands and slammed it onto the table in front of him. Without as much as a word of thanks he began wolfing into the plain meal, just as a convict on death’s row would before facing execution.

  “Is everything okay for you hun?” Bethany asked, as she gently slid her chair out from under the table and took her place. She had set herself a far more modestly proportioned meal, leaving plenty to spare in each of the pots for her husband to return for more.

  Barrett merely grunted at there, raising his eyes for a spit second and executing a half nod of his head, the only gratitude his wife ever expected to receive from him. He pulled his chair in closer to the table as he sat bare-chested and hunched over the rapidly disappearing meal.

  “Might hot out there.” He offered Bethany some form of interaction as the contents of his plate disappeared once and for all.

  “Sure is. Don’t know how you can stick at it all the day long.”

  She didn’t need to be asked to take his plate away. Having barely finished a mouthful of her own meal, she walked briskly back to the pots and loaded the plate with food once again.

  “Lost another cow today. Bet any money it was that new young buck Cody. The guy is only here a couple o’ weeks. Ain’t no farmer around here dumb enough to mess with me like that around here? They all know better.”

  “Think maybe it just got away of its own doin’ hun?”

  “My cows ain’t that stupid Beth. Anyway, if one got out y
ou know well all those other would o’ went hightailin’ it after him. No I’m sure there’s something not quite right about this. And I intend to figure it out like a man.”

  Bethan looked up from her plate at her husband. Even though he continued to stare down at his plate as he shoveled his food down his throat, she could see that look about him. His furrowed forehead and that vein that always protruded from his neck when something was really getting to him. She had seen this before and she just knew that someone was going to pay. She was just glad it wasn’t her.

  “Gonna head on down to the tavern tonight then?”

  Barrett looked up from his plate as a sadistic grin spread across his face.