Chapter 14
With Anita and Bruce, Sandra's life broadened so widely that she couldn't really believe it was happening to her. She no longer felt like a girl, they treated her like a woman and she accepted it easily.
During the days, while Bruce was at the office earning the money to indulge their luxuries, they talked and read and played. They tried to save their sexual activities until he returned home late in the afternoon, but they were not always able to resist the temptation to enjoy a little daytime fling together.
But beyond the pleasure she found with Anita and Bruce, there were also their friends, exciting people who also lived for the pleasures of the flesh and all of the senses, men and women who laughed at the serious aspects of life and at everything else as well.
She contrasted her new element to the restrictive life of the village in which she had been brought up, and what struck her most was the hypocrisy involved.
Her mother had talked constantly about the evil of sin and yet had pushed Sandra into an institution in order to be free to enjoy incestual sex with her own son. And yet, Sandra knew instinctively, that same woman would condemn her and her friends for the pleasures they enjoyed, pleasures which caused no harm to any other person, pleasures which brought only joy and content to all who participated.
The circle of friends into which Sandra had been admitted was wide and varied, it included male and female, young and old. And yet, of them all, she found one who appealed to her more than any of the others.
His name was Steven. He was a silver-haired, gentle man in his late fifties or early sixties, she couldn't be sure and he wouldn't tell because he was sensitive about his age.
He was, by far, the oldest member of the group, but Anita told Sandra he was accepted by all, despite his age, because of his money, his sense of humor and his gentle ways.
Sandra's first reaction, after she got to know him, was that he was the ideal man to grab as a husband. He was rich and could not be expected to live too long so that she could become a wealthy widow. After that she found she liked him so much that she felt it would not be right for her to marry him on that basis, that what would be best would be to keep him as a friend.
Two years later, when Sandra was a stunning young woman of eighteen, Steven was still a part of the circle and by then had become her best friend. A number of women Sandra knew called him the old creep and would have nothing to do with him.
"That's cruel," Sandra once protested to a woman who referred to him as that. "Why do you call Steven a creep?"
"Oh, I don't know," she replied, flustered by Sandra's defense of the man, "It's that soft, gentle voice and the way he acts and talks so gentle like, I don't know, he's just creepy. I bet if he ever got a gal alone and tied up, he'd cut her to pieces."
Realizing that she was too angry to stay with the woman, Sandra walked away from her, afraid of what she might say or do.
The next time Sandra met Steven at a party, she was even more attentive to him than ever, staying with him through most of the evening. She always loved the way he beat her, enjoying it intensely, yet his eyes offering sympathy. Rather than the term old creep which others used, she called him a sweet sadist and loved to writhe under his beatings of her body.
While he enjoyed administering conventional spankings and strappings, he also liked to use what he called his leather stingers. They were long strips of leather which looked like shoe laces. Wrapping one or two around his hand, he used them either short or long and enjoyed working a woman over from her thighs to her shoulders, drawing hot red lines all over her body, causing her to writhe and scream.
On that particular evening, Steven told Sandra how he had long dreamed of using his stingers on a man and woman having sexual intercourse. Giving his penis a squeeze, she told him to wait where he was.
Minutes later, she returned with a naked young man who, all through the evening had been wanting to have intercourse with her. He had a smooth, hairless, feminine looking body and would be ideal for the game Steven wanted to play, she sensed.
The man was dubious at first, but after fondling Sandra's body for a while, he erected strongly and in his arousal, agreed to go through with it.
The three went to the middle of the room, Steven wrapping his stingers around his right hand, his penis beginning to rise with excitement. Others, sensing it was going to be something unusual and exciting, turned their attention to the naked threesome.
Sandra and the man adjusted their positions. Her vagina had been well lubricated by many mouths during the course of the evening and the man's penis pushed into her with ease. As he pushed the full length of it into her, she told him to use only short strokes so that their bodies would remain close together.
As soon as the union had been completed, Steven laced Sandra across the buttocks and her body jerked against her partner. The stingers flashed again and this time visited the man's buttocks. As he jerked, the man penetrated Sandra more deeply than he had up to then and she groaned.
"Oh, I don't want it to stop," the man told her, "I'll fuck you very slowly to make it last. Do you want it that way, too?"
"Oh, yes, yes," she sighed, "this is the most exciting fuck I've ever had," she groaned as the stingers curled around her upper back, just above her buttocks, "it makes your big cock feel even bigger and better in my cunt."
As the couple writhed together, Steven's long, biting stingers continued to flail their vulnerable bodies.
"Hold me tight," Sandra panted, "I'm going to come . . . . " Seeing what was happening, Steven brought the leather thongs to her body in a fiery diagonal caress from her upper left thigh, around her right buttock so that with her groan of ecstasy, there was a cry of pain as her body shuddered in the embrace of the man.
Her partner resumed stroking and continued for more than another minute before the man panted that he was going to come. He gave her a few fast strokes, then his body was twitching violently and he was pumping semen into her while the stingers lashed his buttocks and Sandra held him tightly with her arms and her well-trained vaginal walls until he was drained.
They broke the embrace and Sandra threw herself into Steven's arms. They kissed passionately, then she dropped onto the carpet, the man got atop her and his penis, stronger than she had ever known it to be, was that of a very strong young man as they rocked through intercourse during which she climaxed once again.
"Oh, Sandra, my darling angel," Steven whispered as they lay resting, their bodies still united, "I love you more than I've ever loved anyone or anything in the world."
"How wonderful," she whispered into his ear, "I love you, Steven. I've loved you for a long time."
"Sandra, I can't believe it. You couldn't love an old man like me."
"Steven, darling, you're sweet and kind and gentle, yes, you're all of that even when you are beating me to make me cry. You're not an old man, my darling, you're young in your heart, young and strong and beautiful and I do love you."
"Sandra, please don't be offended by this, but do you love me enough to marry me? Could that be?"
"It could be, darling, and if you ask me I'll tell you yes."
"Oh, Sandra, marry me, please."
"Yes, Steven, I'll marry you. Kiss me, my darling."
He kissed her, long and passionately, his penis in her vagina giving the kiss an added intensity.
"Hey, everybody," she called out to the group, "we're engaged."
A lot of startled expressions turned their way and the room was silent for a few seconds before a woman spoke.
"You sure as hell are, honey, but a lot of people have been tonight."
"No, silly, I mean Steven asked me to marry him and I said yes."
A fairy wearing a wig as well as a garter belt and nylons, almost shrieked: "You can't mean he asked you to marry him while you were fucking on the floor in the middle of an orgy."
"Of course. Can you think of better circumstances?" she asked, innocently as the other roared with laughter.
Steven withdrew his penis, helped Sandra to her feet and they went to the bar to accept the good wishes and congratulations of the others.