Chapter 10
It isn't until about a week later that Lady Caroline is even ready to do any work at all. Her column is brimming with hatred and some of her readers question some of her remarks about males in general. The Lady Caroline depends not on her humor but on her emasculating sense of bitchiness.
She now has a reocurring nightmare where Gordon is taking her from the rear and, instead of rejecting him, she bets him he can't go for hours. Her psychiatrist doesn't quite know what to make of it and doesn't bother. The Lady Caroline is pissed that she can't come up with solutions to her own problems. Somewhat surprised at her state of affairs she now seems to want anal contact. She calls the Georgian Mince and talks with her.
"Listen my dear, I know that this must sound crazy, but have you ever been raped and abused?"
"Abused?" replied the Mince, "no never abused."
"Have you ever been sodomized?"
"A thousand times yes."
"I have to hang up the phone."
"No wait. What seems to be the matter? "
"You heard about my episode."
"Yes."
"And did you hear the details?"
"No."
"Well, while in captivity by the beasts they sodomized me."
"How curious, did you like it?"
"That's just the point. It was my first time and to tell the truth I have ambiguous feelings about it. I mean I think I would like to try it again."
"Well why don't we have a little orgy, I know this Greek friend who rallies around an asshole." r "Well it's not that I don't want any man, you see I have this recurring dream and the man I want must be tall and strong and have reddish hair. A beard maybe, a brut."
"O you really want your ass stretched."
"Well that's what he did."
"How marvelous."
"Well I just might know someone who can fit that description."
"Good, good. When shall we have it?"
"How about my place tomorrow night, will you have Rodney over, he has sucking blast power."
"No, he's on my shit list."
"I see then why don't I bring Peter."
"I don't care. I just want the tall red head."
"Yes, I can understand your situation."
"I hope so, well then say ten-thirtyish."
"Sounds fine, you supply the vaseline and drinks."
"Yes I'll see to it."
"Good. See you tomorrow."
"Good day."
"Good day," says the Mince hanging up the phone.
"Who was it," asks Rodney, looking up from between the Mince's thighs, his tongue wet with saliva.
"It was that idiot girlfriend of yours, she wants me to supply her with someone to fuck her in the ass."
"You're kidding."
"No Rodney, I'm not."
"She must have turned over a new clit."
"Yes sounds like she wants to find out some of the fiery sides of life."
"Gee, I wish I could ram her a couple of times."
"Why can't you?"
"She caught me with her daughter and now she thinks I am depraved, the little slut would fuck a bowlful of goldfish if she could catch them."
"How cute, now how about me and you do a little suckie fuckie."
"My rod is your god."
"My you're poetic, darling," says the Mince leaning back in the round pillow sofa. Rodney climbs on top of her so that his cock is dangling above her lips. Her pussy is ripe for fucking but she wants to suck a little more. Rodney doesn't give a shit. He lets her suck his cock and run her tongue on his balls till he is fully erect. Then he slides his cock in the Mince's mouth and she gives him the slow hollow warm blow job that only she is capable of:
He tucks his tongue sideways and massages her clit with soft and easy strokes. Her legs come over his head and hold him tightly around the neck.
"Not so hard," says the Mince taking his cock from her mouth. Be gentle."
"I am so sorry, my dear."
"Just stroke it softly and I'll do the same."
Rodney eases off the pressure and licks her asshole with the smooth strokes. She starts to erupt with jaded loving passion. She takes his cock all the way in and sucks it with her air blower. Her lips stretch around the axe and her tongue frees itself to fritter with his balls.
Her mouth is puffed with cock and she doesn't have time to tell Rodney that she is about to fart. She blows a cannon off and catches him right in the nose. He reels back and shakes his head. His cock slips out of her mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I hope I didn't offend you, I didn't have time to tell you."
"No problem but if it happens again I'll sue you for attempted murder."
"I had a friend once who liked my farts, in fact he liked everything about my ass, even my shit."
"A classic case."
"He was a very nice man."
"Kind of a shitty personality though."
"Rodney you're unbearable."
"Me, I think the foot wears itself."
"I promise not to fart again, now c'mere and let me jack you off and suck up your come."
Rodney likes the aggressiveness of the Mince's voice and has to go along. He stands in front of her and she thumps his cock with fast fuck blowing consistency. Plop, pop and gurgle goes the mouth of Mince, faster and faster her head slams on his seven inches. Her head is like a vertical hold for it constantly is going up and down.
He grabs the back of her beautiful head and pulls her mouth deep on his cock and sends his juices down her throat. She tries to take all of his juice but he loads up with such big splashes that most women would choke to death. Rodney has this in mind as he holds her face hard on his cock and bucks his come home to her.
There is sperm gushing out her mouth and she rolls her eyes and coughs as Rodney nears the end of his climax. His knees get weak and he tumbles on her face forward. His cock slips from its etching and she spews come from her mouth.
"You bastard. You almost choked me."
"You're a professional woman," he gasps. "Yes but you could have been a little less vigorous."
"You told me that passion is uncontrollable."
"That is so, but...."
"But nothing ... you love it in the face."
"That is true but...."
"No more buts. Now lick the rest off."
"I don't like the sound of your voice."
"It always sounds the same."
"No, you sound mean, I don't like you when you're mean."
"Tough shit, now are you going to lick or am I going to leave."
"Leave and don't come back unless you get a little culture."
Rodney picks himself off the bed and slams his body into the wall. He still hadn't gained equilibrium.
"You're yokal silly, Rodney. Now don't your desires include me for the night."
"No I'm going over and crank off some of that young meat, the small beaver, the young Miss Caroline."
"You pervert."
"Watch out, the mirror reflects, sweat meat."
"Get out of here."
"I'm leaving right now and good riddance."
"Can't stand a little poo poo in the face, huh, big boy?"
"Shut up, you dingaling."
"Bye bye, farty pooper."
"O for Christ damn sakes," says Rodney slamming the door.
The Mince gets up and makes a phone call, she wasn't through for the night.
Lady Caroline laid back in her bed, the constant picture of Gordon flashing in her mind, She couldn't get the red beast out of her head. Her pussy twitched at the thought of him behind her laughing as he violated her asshole. She broke into a cold sweat as the butler answered the door. It was her daughter Laural coming to visit. They had mended their problems and the Lady Caroline was receiving her daughter now in good graces.
"Hello, mother, are you feeling better?"
"About as good as can be expected."
"I just came over to ask your forgiveness and to see if there were any hard feelings."
"No, it's all under the bridge."
"O good mother," said Laural putting her arms around the Lady Caroline's neck and kissing her on the cheek.
"Now take it easy. I said things were alright not out of hand."
"O mother, you're fantastic, really fantastic."
"Well now you run along and I'll see you this weekend. Tell George to come in when you leave.
"Yes, mother, take care, I love you."
"And I love you too." Exit Laural and enter the butler George. "Yes, ma'am, you wanted to see me?" asks George.
"Yes George sit down, over here." George sits on the bed.
"George, we have known each other for a long time."
"Let's see now about ten years."
"That's a long time."
"Yes ma'am."
"George do you think you could massage my back."
The Lady Caroline rolls over in bed so that the covers are resting on the small of her back. George can easily see the pink nipples and the supple shoulder and breasts.
"I don't know ma'am, my wife told me to keep business strictly to business."
"This is business George, I want you to rub my back, now rub it."
George starts to massage the Lady Caroline's shoulders and back. He sits awkwardly on the bed and doesn't seem comfortable at all.
"George, it would be easier if you straddled my back," says the Lady Caroline, throwing off the covers so that she was nude.
"I don't know it would be proper."
"George straddle my back and push your hands hard on my shoulders."
"Yes ma'am."
George begins to give the Lady Caroline a solid back rub. She pushed her ass up between his groin and teased his cock with the lazy flesh of her asscheeks. It was easy to tell that George was getting turned on. She quickly rolled over and grabbed him by the groin and unzipped his fly pulling his cock out and stuffing it in her mouth. George didn't know what to say but was taken over by the quickly rising cock in the mouth of the Lady Caroline. She got the cock up to full length and it was a slapping six inches. She let her mouth off it and looked at George.
"Now I want you to use that thing on me George."
"Lady Caroline, I can't."
"You will," she said, and bending back knelt on the bed so as to position herself for George's cock. George finally went along with her scam and stated. "I hope you know what you're doing."
"I hope you're the one that knows what he is doing, now I don't want it in my pussy. I want it up my ass, way up my ass, now get that fucking thing in there and do it."
George's fancy is upon him now and his natural proclivity for the sex act surprises the Lady Caroline, he was a smooth talker of a type.
"Now ease it in there Lady Caroline-this one is for you. It won't hurt but will make you feel better."
"That's it, George. Get little Georgy ready. C'mon man start fucking me."
George got the head of his cock in her tight asshole and she screamed in anticipation of its long haul home.
"C'mon, George, push that bastard deeper."
"I'm going to go slow, I don't want to hurt you."
The Lady Caroline stretched around and with her hand between her thighs and grabbed George's cock and balls pushing it about halfway up her ass. She moaned with pleasure.
"Now, you're getting it George. Get it some more."
George started to fill her ass with his cock. Quickly moving strokes and then faster harder ones until he was home and she was away.
"Goddamit, do it to me."
George got the hot rod all the way home and she started bucking like a wild steer. Just as the lash of cock was about to break and slowly spill its juices the Lady Caroline started to come for herself.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh my God, I'm coming."
"You ain't saying shit," snorted George as he shot a grand wad of come up the lovely Lady's cunt hole.
"O meeee, O meeee, shake it off center," shouted George.
The Lady Caroline was bucking her sweet fucker into sexual oblivion. They were fucking like two trains going. Faster, faster fuck and slug. George finally past his orgasm and his body fell on top of the Lady Caroline. She went to his cock like a serpent to rodent, sucking up fast and clean any of wetness that was left. George just moaned and fell asleep.