The Lisa Series

by Charles Arnold

  Frank smiled at her. “That’s the way, baby, tongue kiss where I piss.” His cock was rigid now. Once more she gently squeezed its opening. “Tongue kiss where I piss,” Frank repeated. With quick stabbing thrusts, she darted her tongue at the gaping hole. “Tell me,” Frank said. “Say it.”

  Lisa paused, looking up at him, “I love to tongue kiss where you piss,” she said. She lowered her head and licked the long underside of his cock. She began, again, to scrape her fingernails over his swollen balls. For a very long while she knelt there teasing his cock and balls, flicking her tongue where he least expected it, licking around the thick head, slowly licking the long shaft; its purple veins thick now and swollen. With her tongue she made wet circles on his balls.

  She had not once taken him into her mouth. Her lipstick was as perfect as when she put it on. Frank seemed ready to cum. Sensing this, she paused looking up at him. “In my mouth, honey?”

  “Your cunt,” he said. “But first there’s one thing more and you know what that is.”

  Lisa quickly lifted her head. I saw her hands clench into tiny white knuckled fists, “Oh, please, Frank...please, no!”

  “But you do it so good,” Frank chuckled.

  “Frank...,” she began again, “please Frank, honey, I beg you.”

  Frank raised himself, resting on his elbows. He stared at her for what seemed a long time, his face red with anger. She began to whimper softly and the tears came. “You’re forgetting our agreement; you’re forgetting that you got a son; you’re forgetting Ryan’s; you’re forgetting how much you want me to fuck you; you’re forgetting the words...the words, Lisa.” He waited a moment. “I suggest you remember the words and remember them right now. You know them. You’ve said them often enough.” His cock had started to go limp.

  Lisa was trembling and wiping away the tears. “Yes, honey...you’re right, like always. I did forget. Please forgive me. I’m sorry.”

  “Then say the words,” Frank demanded. “Tell Billy here what you do, what you always do before I fuck you.”

  She knelt there between Frank’s legs looking up at him. In a low, hesitant voice she spoke, “I...I...I...lick...I lick his ass.”

  “That’s right,” Frank said, not taking his eyes from Lisa. “When she wants fucked real bad, she even begs to do it, ain’t that right, cocksucker?”

  “Yes.”

  “Well, you want fucked real bad right now so let’s hear you beg.”

  Not turning away from Frank’s steady gaze, she began, “Please, Frank, honey...let me lick...lick your...…your…” There was a long pause.

  “Say it, goddamn you,” Frank hissed.

  “Let me lick...lick your asshole.” Her voice was a slight whisper.

  “Again,” Frank ordered, “and speak up like you mean it.”

  Louder this time but in the familiar monotone she said, “Please, please let me do it. Let me make love to...to you the way you like it.”

  “That’s better,” Frank said. He rolled his heavy bulk over. The hairless albino whiteness of him was grotesque. “Bring your chair around to the side, Billy. I want you to get a close look and afterwards tell me if she did it right.”

  Lisa knelt there at the foot of the bed, her hands still clenched, her eyes now squeezed shut. Frank got to his knees and, reaching back, spread his huge ass cheeks apart exposing his gaping brown crinkled hole.

  I had pulled my chair to the side of the bed. Lisa opened her eyes but looked straight ahead almost hypnotically at the opening he presented to her.

  “Ask,” Frank said, “and ask nice just like I taught you.”

  She swallowed and leaned forward placing her hands around Frank’s cock which had once more stiffened. “Frank, honey, please...please let me lick...let me lick your ass.”

  “You tongue-fuck my asshole?” She nodded her head. “I didn’t hear you. Say it. Say the words.”

  “I...I...I want to...to tongue-fuck your...asshole.”

  “Yeah, OK, baby...do it good...let Billy see you making love to my asshole, and keep me nice and hard.”

  She inched closer. Her nipples were stiff, her lips still perfectly formed and glistening red. Her tiny hands gently masturbated Frank’s rigid white cock. Her cheeks were wet with tears. She began by rubbing her face against the twin halves of his fleshy ass.

  “Tell me,” Frank said, “you know what to say.”

  “I...l...love it honey, I love your ass.” She turned slightly toward me. Her eyes were closed now, but tears ran down her cheeks. I moved to stand up, but Frank quickly said, “Stay there, Billy, don’t make any mistakes.” I sank back into the chair. My own cock seemed ready to explode.

  Keep talking, baby,” Frank said, “just like you were taught.”

  “Please, Frank, I’m so hot, please fuck me.”

  “Yeah, but what do you want first.”

  “I...I want to make love to…”Tentatively she touched the tip of her tongue to his anal opening. His hole contracted and he grunted. She bent her head and, starting at the base of his heavy balls, ran her tongue along the deep crack of his ass but stopped short of the puckered hole.

  “You was saying you want to make love to something, baby, what was it you want to make love to?” Frank asked.

  Lisa’s eyes were staring once more at his anal opening, her hands still slowly but rhythmically pulling on his cock. “I want to make...make love to your...to your asshole, honey. I want to...to...to touch it with my lips. I want to lick it...lick your...lick your asshole.”

  “Yeah, you going to do me good?”

  “You know I will, honey. I’ll do you good.” With that she began to circle his opening with the tip of her tongue. She poised her extended tongue above his hole. Her saliva gathered and dripped into it. Then, making her tongue stiff, like a tiny pink pointed cock, she lowered her head and jabbed her tongue into the opening he offered her.

  “Agggg,” Frank grunted, “your pretty little wife is tongue-fucking my asshole, Billy and she loves it. Ain’t that right, babe?”

  Tears were once more running down Lisa’s cheeks. “Yes, honey, you taught me to love it.” With her tongue, she circled the rim of his hole, tears now mixing with her saliva. Her lips parted as she pressed them lightly over his brown hole like a lover’s soft kiss. She was careful not to smear her lipstick. She continued to masturbate him in the same slow steady way.

  “More tongue-fuck,” he said, pulling his asscheeks wider apart. Once more she stiffened her tongue and drove it in and out of his anus, her breath coming faster now. “Ahhhh,” Frank sighed, “that’s right, baby. Make love to old Frankie’s asshole.” She alternated licking along the length of his crack, then circling the rim of his hole, and finally pushing her tongue into it as far as she could. His white hairless balls had swollen and the veins of his enormous cock darkened as she continued to stroke him. “OK, baby, that’s enough,” Frank said.

  Still not looking in my direction, she sat back on her heels. Frank rolled over and sat up. He pointed to his cock. “Don’t want to lose this,” he said. Immediately she lowered her head and began to lick his balls once more and the underside of his cock.

  “My cocksucker?’ he asked.

  “Your cocksucker,” she said.

  “You ever going to lick Billy’s asshole?”

  “No, honey.”

  “No, honey, what?”

  “No, honey, I won’t ever lick Billy’s asshole. Only yours.”

  “You like tonguing my asshole.”

  “Yes, honey, you know I do.”

  “You want fucked now?”

  “Please, honey. Please fuck me. It’s been such a long time. I need you so bad. Please, fuck me.”

  “Your lipstick ain’t quite right,” he said.

  “I’m sorry, honey.” Lisa went to the mirror and quickly applied fresh lipstick and gloss.

  “OK, baby,” Frank crooked his finger at her.

  She got up on the bed beside him. “How do you want me, honey?” s
he asked. She was trembling and her voice was raspy. He lay flat on his back. “Sit on it,” he said.

  Lisa straddled his legs and poised her wet pussy over the thick head of his cock. Frank held her hips, lifting her up and down so that just her clit lightly touched the tip of his cock. Each time they made contact, she gasped and tried to push herself down. He laughed and continued to tease her. “Please, honey, please...” she said.

  “Billy says you two are still in love,” Frank chided. “Tell us what you really love. What have you learned to love since you became my woman?”

  “You, honey, your beautiful cock. Please, I want it inside me. You’re driving me crazy!” There was now a desperate urgency in her voice and a wild look in her eyes.

  Slowly, Frank eased her down on his pale cock until it was completely buried in her. She threw her head back and groaned. Holding her hips tight, he lay still, refusing to let her move. She leaned over his distended belly, her nipples brushing his chest. She stretched out so that her face was just inches above his. “Kiss,” she gasped, “kiss me, please.”

  “Tongue,” he said.

  Her pink tongue darted over his thick lips and between them, but she was careful not to disturb her perfectly painted mouth. Very slowly he began to pump her but permitted her to slide up no more than an inch. She strained to press her clit against his cock, but he held her so that it was impossible.

  For a long time he teased her this way. She continued to flick her tongue over his swollen lips and press her body tighter against him. Her skin was flushed. She whimpered softly, begging him to fuck her.

  “You like sucking Teddy’s cock?” he asked.

  “Yes, honey.”

  “Harriet’s pussy?”

  “Yes.”

  “Silk’s prick up your ass.”

  She didn’t answer. He began to lift her up off his cock. She said, “Yes, I liked it.”

  “Say it again as if you mean it.”

  “Oh, yes...yes...honey. I liked it. I liked Silk’s prick in my ass!”

  “And did you like licking my asshole?”

  “Yes. You know I do. You know I like doing whatever pleases you.”

  “Enough,” he said, and roughly pushed her off his cock. He rolled her over on the bed and knelt above her. Immediately she lifted her legs and spread them wide. She was so very small and vulnerable. He looked like some giant albino beast as he drove his thick prick into her. She bucked furiously and came almost at once in a frenzy of humping, all the while crying out, her head thrashing back and forth. In the middle of her orgasm, he pulled his dripping cock out of her and quickly moved up along her tiny body. She knew what he wanted and opened her mouth to receive him. Holding her head, he thrust his cock into her mouth but she could take no more than a third of its length.

  “Suck!” he whispered harshly, and began to pump his load into her. She continued to suck and swallow while her hips rose and fell, her legs flailing the air, her bright painted toes curling. He withdrew his cock and shot the last thick gobs of jism over her small breasts.

  Lisa looked up at him, trying to catch her breath. Finally, she smiled and said, “Thank you, honey.”

  “You had enough?”

  “No,” she said.

  “Who’s next?”

  She thought for a moment. “Dooley,” she said.

  “Fix you face,” he ordered.

  She got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. Frank turned to me. “Some hot little bitch, ain’t that right Billy?” He gestured toward the door. “Tell Dooley to get his black ass in here for some white pussy.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  The Others

  I opened the door and pointed at Dooley. Then I went back to my chair next to the bed. Frank sat in a chair on the other side of the bed directly across from me. Lisa lay on the bed. She had put on her red heels and pulled the red silk slip across her body so that it covered her breasts and pussy. Dooley stood in the doorway staring at her, his face a blank, his eyes unblinking and mean. Although she’d felt his hands on her and at the General’s he’d kissed her, she had never sucked or fucked the impassive black man. At first, Lisa drew her legs together and looked away from him but, after a moment, she turned back forcing herself to meet his gaze. Once again, she’d become a frightened little girl.

  As he removed his shirt and then his trousers, Dooley continued to stare at her from the doorway. His feet were already bare. His long, dark cock was stiff and angled up and back toward his flat muscled stomach. Without taking his eyes from her or moving from the doorway, he began to stroke himself. She watched him, then gently pulled the slip up until it no longer covered her pussy. Very slowly, looking directly at him, she parted her legs. Her pussy was swollen and wet.

  Dooley remained in the doorway pulling at his cock. He watched her, waiting. She understood and, spreading her legs wider, she lifted the red slip from her breasts and let it drop beside the bed. “So?” Dooley said.

  After a moment, she raised her arms, stretching them out to him. “Please fuck me,” she said.

  He moved to the foot of the bed and stood there looking down at her. She lifted her hips so that her ass was off the bed and offered him her wet pussy. Her arms were still outstretched.

  Frank nodded in approval. “That’s right, Lisa, do just like I taught you.”

  She rose up on her toes tightening her firm calf muscles. I looked at her tiny white feet, the high arches, the bright red of her perfect toenails. “Please fuck me,” she repeated.

  “Billy and Frank gonna watch?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “What they gonna see?”

  “They’re going to see you fuck me.” She lowered her hips and her arms. She glanced over at me. The color rose to her cheeks and she quickly turned back toward Dooley.

  “Yeah, baby,” he stood there waiting, “and what else?”

  She stared at his long, black cock, then closed her eyes. “I...I...I’ll come for you,” she whispered.

  “How long you been wantin Dooley’s cock?”

  She thought for a moment before answering. Continuing to look directly at him as if he was the only other person in the room she said, “Ever since the night you took us from the motel to the General’s. The night you kissed me. When you kissed me, I wanted it...I wanted it right then.”

  “That’s what I thought,” Dooley said.

  He crawled up on the bed and leaned over her. His black skin glistened with sweat. She put one arm around his neck and with her other hand she guided his cock to her opening. “Now, you’re gonna get what you been wantin,” he said. Very slowly he slid his black prick into her pink cunt.

  “Ahh,” she moaned, “yes, what I’ve been wanting.” She wrapped both arms around his shoulders and hooked her ankles around his waist. She pulled him tight against her. His face was only inches above hers. His cock was inside her, but he hadn’t moved.

  He licked his lips, “Yeah?” he said. It was a question. She nodded and lifted her head. Their parted lips barely touched. She moaned softly. I sat there two feet away watching my beautiful young wife slide her tongue into Dooley’s mouth.

  Together they began to rock back and forth, slowly at first, his long cock buried deep inside her but pressed against her clit. He lifted his head slightly. “More,” she whispered, and pulled his head down. Once more her tongue slid between his thin lips. Somehow seeing her pale face next to his glistening black one...seeing their parted lips touching...catching a glimpse of her pink tongue darting into his open mouth was worse than knowing his prick was deep inside her. It seemed more intimate...more like making love.

  They moved faster. He started to push in and out, pumping her, riding her high so that his prick rubbed against her clitoris. Under him she was gasping and thrusting her pelvis to meet his driving cock. I could see how slick it glistened with her juices. Her orgasm began. “Come inside me!” she cried, and grabbed his ass digging her red fingernails into his skin and bucking underneath him
like a crazed animal.

  He couldn’t hold off any longer and, matching her wild thrusts, pumped his load into her all the while making a loud hissing sound between his clenched teeth. She continued to thrash against him tossing her head from side to side and crying out.

  Although I hadn’t noticed them, Teddy, Harriet, and Silk had come into the room and were standing by the door. Teddy and Silk were naked. Harriet had removed her jeans and boots.

  Lisa lay under Dooley. She unlocked her heels from around his body and relaxed her arms although she still held him to her. He kissed her softly, “That was good, babe,” he said.

  “Yes,” she whispered, “I knew it would be, thank you.” He kissed her again, then rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed.

  “My turn,” Teddy said, huskily. He quickly knelt between Lisa’s spread legs. Dooley moved to the far side of the room and sat on the floor. Teddy’s huge, thick cock was fiery red and stiff as a club. Lisa was still panting and trembling. “I want to look at your ass,” Teddy grunted, and lifted her hips and spun her around so that she was in a kneeling position, her ass raised and facing him.

  I thought he intended to shove his enormous cock into her tiny anal opening. She must have thought the same thing as she squirmed to get out of his grip. But with a loud grunt, he entered her pussy. She grunted and immediately began to match the rhythm of his hard thrusts.

  Harriet moved around the bed and climbed up on it so that she faced Lisa. She then spread her legs and pulled Lisa’s head between them. “Make Mama come,” she said. She held Lisa’s head there in the wet purple gash of her cunt. Lisa licked her.

  Teddy came first, cursing and banging Lisa so hard she almost collapsed under his weight. He leaned back on his heels, red faced and panting. After a moment, he got off the bed and stumbled over to sit on the floor next to Dooley.

  Harriet was gasping, and her legs shook. “That’s it, baby, make Mama come good,” she whispered. “Lick me, baby, lick me!” She pushed Lisa’s head tight against her crotch and rotated her hips as she came. Then she lay still. Lisa was gasping, trying to get her breath. She lowered her head to the bed and stretched out lying on her stomach. She was trembling and her body heaved several times. I could see that she was crying.