The V Whisperer

by Deborrah Girard

  “Just fine.” She managed between gulps of air.

  “Do you have a preference?”

  “I’m...not sure.”

  “Tell you what. I’m going to carry on and do whatever comes naturally. When you want something different, yell it out. I’m going to make you cum like you never have before. More importantly, when you do cum and you will, I want you to feel happy and proud of yourself. Will you do that, Abbey?”

  He no sooner got the words out when Abbey felt her entirety slip in his mouth. The man was vigilant with his priority and left Abbey with no doubt about the outcome. The pleasure increased until a heavy delirium cloaked her senses. She needed to enjoy this, she reminded herself. And she was.

  The man continued his onslaught of sucking and jabbing. His tongue frequently slipped to her ass hole and the strategy was nearly her undoing. She had to let go. However, he was right. Prolonging the enjoyment was to her advantage. At this rate, she wasn’t familiar with the range of her control. This man’s tongue was electric, incessant with fixed ardor. She’d have to be made of stone to ignore his genius.

  “Jesus!” She gyrated her hips as best she could under the circumstances. “I think you should suck. Yes...suck!” She told her wanton image in the mirror.

  The expert obliged. All she could see was his head and that long, serpent-like tongue. This time her climax was a powerful bolt from the center of her being. The reverberations of which, both rocked and lulled her. The release was a bewitching end to the outmost awakening. She was still panting when she heard sliding doors beneath her. It seemed the vagina whisperer was about to reveal himself.

  “You are a number one client.” He walked around to face her and stood naked. His hard on dangled with his movements. “How do you think you’re doing, Abbey?” She hesitated for a moment. “Better than I expected. I’m not sure why that is.” “All you needed was a kick start to again enjoy life’s ultimate gratification.” He advanced until he was touching her. His thighs touched her legs, his cock jutting over the desk very

  near her belly. “You’re not as shy.” His fingers rubbed her thighs. “You’re going to be fine. I come highly recommended, you know. Pardon the pun.” He laughed.

  “Yes, you did.” She felt uninhibited and very secure with him. He exuded a warmth and charm that enveloped her like a hot towel. “Your friend and I are members of M.A.S.A., Middle-Aged-Sex-Addicts and proud of it, I might add.”

  “I didn’t know my friend was a member of any group.”

  “Speaking for myself, I’m a sex-a-holic. I live, breath and dream sex . Word on the scientific front is I’m going to live longer because of it.” His hands reached and cupped her breasts only to start another sensual message. As he did so, he watched her, daring her to look away.

  “What are you doing?” “Starting round three.” He stated with a crooked grin. “How many rounds are there?” Her bravado gained momentum. “Telling you could spoil your progress and spunk.” His thumbs and forefingers began to work

  her nipples copiously as his mouth descended to meet hers. He unbuckled her. Abbey was surprised. Then she got a taste of that juice he talked about and all the erotic

  sensations came rolling back. “Uhmmm!” “Taste it, feel it.” He guided her hand to his erection. It felt gargantuan. “I didn’t think...” “Don’t think.” He told her. “Relax and enjoy. I’m going to join you up here and get you ready

  for a great fuck.” “This is more than I expected.” She licked her dry lips. “Don’t go shy on me. I wouldn’t think of letting you go without the full compliment of the

  session.” “I never dreamed your sessions were this elaborate.” “Now you know and you’re going to love the fuck as much or more as you did the frigging and

  the sucking. I want you to let go of the demon. Just let it go. What’s different this time is I want you to watch my face. I want you to see the pleasure you give me and respond to it in your own way. Will you do that, Abbey?”

  His tone and demeanor sounded comfortable, familiar, sexy. The man certainly knew his business and it was very much to his credit that she felt so trusting. “Yes.” “Lay right back.” He cupped her breast and slowly piloted her downward “Watch me, Abbey. Only close your eyes in culmination...if you have to.”

  CHAPTER TWO

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  Rick began by kissing her firmly on the mouth before letting his lips trail to her ear and neck where he nuzzled wetly. As he did so, his right hand sought her pussy and easily entered her ready little hole, twirling the sexy confidence back into it. Her moan was his indication to proceed. Without loosing one spiral, he shifted somewhat and individually took her nipples into his suction power and coerced them to double their size. Only then did his mouth trail to her navel. His large tongue licked her tiny circle with a measure of drama while his eyes caught hers to make sure she was paying attention.

  There was no way she couldn’t pay attention. The strategic mirrors on the ceiling saw to that. Not only could she watch the good whisperer fuck her, she’d also see her wanton reaction as well as the pleasure she imparts on him. It was so exciting, so well thought out, so well executed.

  Abbey became anxious about what he would do next. She loved his style, his personality. He was a sweet, knowledgeable man with a mesmerizing voice. If he only knew how mesmerizing. Then again, he must. His whole execution was deliberate, convincing and totally empowering. He’d obviously worked on his technique. But talent didn’t just happen along. This particular man was born with his. Nothing was more apparent to her. Rick is a master and deserving of his self-appointed position with M.A.S.A.

  Rick’s hand stilled and quickly replaced by that long, searing tongue. Abbey loved this part a lot Her body began to wiggle and gyrate much to his delight. It took on a life of its own beyond her contrived discipline, or imagination. “That feels so good.” She said aloud, before jolting at her audacity. She closed her eyes for a moment to reassure herself her words rang true. “Uhum!” He groaned, reinforcing her pleasure by darting his tongue deep and using his thumbs to further tease his beautiful client.

  Once again, Abbey jumped into the wonderful world of climax. This was apparent to both of them by her loud exhales and sexy whimpering. “I don’t believe this. I really don’t. A couple of hours with you and the last few years of my pitiful life vanish into thin air.” Slowly his tongue pulled free and Abbey wanted to tell him she wasn’t quite done yet. But the man moved up toward her and she realized what he’s going to do. “Sometimes that’s all it takes. Touch me, Abbey.” He told her, looking deep into her eyes. He saw something completely different than when she first walked in here. A slackening of the muscles, a general relaxation and he was so glad he had something to do with that. Glad he’s allowed to be a part of her life for this small moment in time. She was like a lost kitten you wanted to place in your packsack and take home, so you could garnish it with love and affection and watch it develop into a saucy little animal. Those strays always responded well to kindness, and their devotion never wavered. Ever. Abbey was that kitten and he was that little boy with a big heart.

  She was quick to oblige. Slowly she ran her hands up his ribcage then down over his buttocks. “Love to. You are one of a kind.” “I like to think so.” He smiled. “When you’re ready, wrap your legs around mine.” He swooped to take full possession of her lips. Like an automaton, his legs further parted hers and with the ease of a wizard, he guided his cock and slid directly into her. “Ahaa!” Abbey managed, amazed at the smoothness. “Is it all in?” “It sure is. I told you you’d love it.”

  As Rick began to pump steadily, Abbey’s opinion flip-flopped. Gorged as she was, it’s a wonder she could think at all. His tongue ran down her throat, his cock filled her insides and she loved every fueled moment. Never in her wildest thoughts did she ever think her opinion about sex would ever change. Her bad experience now seemed a million light years away, and right now, it wasn’t resurfacing to haunt her.

  Th
e magic man increased the pace. His mouth left her face, his large hands grabbed her ass cheeks to help with her end of the ritual. Already Abbey could tell he strained to prolong the lovemaking and knew that she too was also very close to the ultimate release. Through her scrambled mind, she marveled how rapidly she got to know him and his ways. She knew when he stalled, she knew when he was anxious and she knew when he was about to cum. Perhaps she paid too close attention. The man had a face of an angel. Rick now pumped with such speed and force she thought she’d rip wide open. “Can I dig my nails in your back?” “Sure you can, sweetie. I can’t hold out much longer though.” “I can’t either.” She answered in a voice she didn’t totally recognize.

  Abbey didn’t think the speed of the pumping could increase, but it did. Before she could blink she and Rick exploded in unison. Their piercing rejoices heard by anyone in the vicinity. “Goodness! I don’t know how much more I can take.” She half smiled and caught herself in the mirror. The vision lent truth to her feelings of satisfaction and content. She lay, burnt from the consuming passion and it appeared Rick was also, because they collapsed in each others arms. Sweat covered each of them like a

  second skin. “You can take much more. Trust me.” “I’m not so sure.” “I am. You are going to be just fine. Guaranteed.” He smoothed hair away from her forehead. “Am I really?” Her breath still hadn’t quieted. She looked up to smile at him. “Really. I find myself hoping you’ll stay around the New York area for a while. Maybe I’ll see

  you at a M.A.S.A gathering.” “I don’t know about that. We’ll see. I don’t have any definite plans. Mandy would like me to stay around also, but I’m still not sure.” Rick smiled and took credit for her new found confidence. “Think about it. We always have

  room for one more.” “I’ll think about it.” “I’m going to pull out now, Abbey. We’re going to take ourselves a break. I’ll meet you in the

  kitchen in five. The washroom is down the hall.”

  Actually it was more like fifteen before Abbey joined him in the kitchen. She’d taken a shower and adorned her robe. “You have a nice home.” “No, Abbey. As long as we’re in session, we don’t wear clothes.” He pulled the offending material from her body and hung it on a wall hook.

  Abbey didn’t feel embarrassed in the least. She felt like a new woman. A woman empowered by her regal sensuality. She eyed him closely. “Do you always have a hard on?” “Yes”. Both his smile and his penis pulled to the left. “Hungry?” “I could use some nourishment.” She laughed. “I have an assortment of sandwiches already made up. Let me get them out of the fridge.” As he spoke he brushed past her, his cock rubbed against her ass leaving wet droplets in its wake.

  Abbey didn’t flinch. She did just the opposite and strained in the direction. Rick didn’t miss the welcome. In response he held his cock still and turned her around so she could easily straddle him. His strong arms and large hands held her firmly while his mouth sought to devour hers She was so warm, malleable. It was a shame this gorgeousness has been on a shelf, yet if she hadn’t been, this opportunity would never have presented itself. It was strange. Both, selfish and grateful emotions nudged him simultaneously.

  Abbey realized she proved to be as much as his libido could handle. As their kiss deepened, his hands rubbed over her hips and ass, she melted right there in his palms. Her sadness left her. She felt it dissipate. Her first happy moment and she relished it in silence. “I think we better concentrate on refreshments.” He forced himself to be calm and carry on. Of all the women he’d met, and there have been many, no one’s first impression struck him the way Abbey’s did.

  “Sounds great. She assented with an uninhibited smile. Disentangling herself, she strode to the table to uncover the plate of sandwiches. “I’ll have to give more thought about staying around here for a while. I do like what I’ve seen so far.”

  “Good. I’m going to make you a Sexer. Not that you need one.”

  “Which is?”

  “A little coffee, a little cream and a lot of vodka.” He laughed, catching the wave of her happiness and riding it out. “Sit down, Abbey. You don’t have to do a thing.”

  Lunch was not a rushed episode. They ate and drank, their respective nudity not an issue. Abbey couldn’t help wonder how the man could sustain such a hard on for such a long time. If she was honest, she’d have to admit she was just as excited. It was almost one of the wonders of the world. Likely a calculated part of the session.

  Throughout the meal the aura of sensuality did not go away. Instead it shrouded her like a cloak. She surmised that was the intention. Just because they weren’t physically engaged, he never let her forget why she was here. His legs constantly touched hers, his hands touched her wherever and whenever they felt like it. They breathed sexuality, innuendo and it was beginning to gain impetus. “Let me make you another Sexer before I freshen up. Trust me, I won’t be long.” He winked and did what he said he would.

  Abbey felt a cold shiver after he’d gone. More like one after the other. That surprised her. If she wanted to, she could run out of here right now and never look back. But she didn’t want to. Rick re-invented something very powerful inside her and she was reluctant to have it vanish so soon.

  She was horny. For the first time in a long time, she wasn’t afraid of the concept. As many times as she’d had an orgasm this morning, her body still wasn’t quite satiated. She knew it and she suspected Rick did as well.

  The tasteless alcohol was just enough to spark her gumption without making her silly. She sensed herself looser, if that was possible and free from the burden that troubled her. It seemed to dissipate into thin air and she waved it away with a bat of an eye. Perhaps sex really was the cure-all in this wonderful world.

  Rick returned. The only difference in his appearance was the water droplets all over his body. His hard on was growing once again and Abbey knew she would soon be doing something about it.

  “All done?” He asked, lowerering his head, taking an extended nipple into his mouth.

  “Yes. I am. Everything tasted delicious. Thank you.” The touch inflamed her insides all over again. The hard pull of the first suck sent all her body liquids straight to her cunt.

  “You’re welcome. By the way, you’ve graduated to the bedroom.” He took the second nipple into his mouth.

  Her moan didn’t go unnoticed. “I want to but…Oh, hell, lead the way.” Again she heard the words but didn’t fully recognize the voice. She just decided the man was beyond hypnotic. He was a true legend, a parable representation from the ethnic background he spawn from. She guessed Greek, solely on his looks and from some of his actions. Not knowing added to his charm.

  Rick was the first to climb on the bed then he pulled her down to meet him. “You like to be sucked, don’t you?” He knew the answer but curious to see if she’d admit it while not in the throes of passion.

  “Yes.” She said simply, wanting to elaborate but couldn’t quite manage it. Where the hell was that voice now? It seemed to be selective.

  “So do I.” He came back swiftly. “You’re going to suck me now. Your position will be one where I can easily suck you at the same time. It’s called sixty-nine. Remember that, Abbey?”

  “I’m not well versed in that area. But I remember.”

  “And I’m here to teach.” He pulled her hand to his mouth, kissing it warmly.

  In this position there was no choice for his swollen cock to be anywhere but in her mouth. She wasn’t sure how to proceed but figured the expert would talk her through it. She thought about how difficult it would be to concentrate with her legs at each side of his head while he sucked her at the same time.

  “Fill your warm mouth. Don’t be shy. That’s it. Now start sucking slowly. Oh, Abbey, that’s per...fect.”

  When Rick inserted his long tongue into her, Abbey stopped abruptly to revel in the feeling “You’re very good.”

  “We both are. We’re going to do this together. You’ll see.”<
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  Abbey regained the dripping cock into her mouth. “Uhumm!”

  “Suck harder as we progress. You’ll know when I’m about to pop.” He turned his attention back to the pulsating pussy before him.

  It didn’t take long for the two of them to fall into the folds of orgasm. And according to Abbey, it happened far too quickly. This time no mirrors or movie this time to keep her stimulated. She’d done it all on her own. She was proud of herself. Rick just had to be.

  He allowed her to roll so she could swallow his fiery liquid that shot steamily down her throat. His hands did not want to relinquish their hold. “Easy girl. I got you.”

  Abbey enjoyed these experiences with the vagina whisperer . Each one gave her back confidence and self-esteem she needed to fulfill her roll in life. She was on fire. Both fiery libidos scorched the others. “I’m spent.” Her eyes rolled from the back of her head and took their time focusing.

  “I like you, Abbey. You are one special lady.”

  “Thank you, Rick. I like you too. You are very good at what you do.”

  “I do a couple of things. I’m a real estate agent and I do this on the side, for my organization of course. But I’m selective.” He replied, rubbing her inner thigh from her pussy to her knee. “I’m kind of boring but I love what I do.”

  “I can tell. How many women do you do this to?” Her curiosity got the better of her.

  Rick laughed. “Only those that want to work in the club, but are a little shy to get started. After one or two sessions here, they’re fine. A lot of M.A.S.A members are envious of my position here. But fuck them, I founded this organization so I get the best job.”

  “I can certainly endorse you.”

  “I also approve all potential new members. In your case, my dear, there’s no question about it. I’ll even go a step further. I’ll predict that you’re around for a long time.”