Chapter 9

The next day Mandy did something about finding out how Max felt about her. She slept until noon and awoke feeling full refreshed and ready to tackle the world.

She felt even better after she'd eaten a delicious meal and taken a long bubble bath. Then she called Max and invited him to dinner. It was to be her treat at a nice, but not too expensive restaurant. She couldn't splurge the way he had, not if she wanted to keep some money in her savings account!

Max seemed delighted by the invitation and told her how pleased he was during dinner. This led to the next obvious question.

"If you're so pleased to have dinner with me, why didn't you call me?" Mandy asked.

"Because I wanted to see how serious you were," he replied.

"Do you do that with all your lady friends?"

"No, just the ones I'm really interested in."

Mandy studied his face, trying to decide what to say next. She was suddenly very unsure of herself, without a clue as to how to proceed. She did the next best thing by changing the subject.

"What kind of work do you do, Max? I think I asked that question once before and didn't get an answer."

"Oh, this and that. Maybe I don't trust you that much yet." He laughed, but it was obvious that he meant what he said.

"Well, I just hope you aren't into something dangerous. I'll have to accept your answer for now. But, if we keep seeing each other, you'll have to tell me sooner or later."

"No, not just because we keep seeing each other. We have to develop a relationship. We'll have to develop a very special relationship before you find out the story of my life. Then I'll tell you everything you want to know."

"Okay, how do we go about forming that kind of a relationship?"

"If that's what you really want to do, just relax and let nature take its course. If it's meant to be, it'll happen. Otherwise, we can either keep seeing each other as casual friends, or part as friends."

"You sure are different than the other men I know."

"Yes, I'm sure I am. I try to be different. I don't want to be just one of the crowd. Now, would you like to go dancing? Want to hear some music? What's your pleasure?"

"How about home? You can take me out another time. Maybe even to one of those dirty movies."

"Why not the real thing? There are some good live shows in this city, if you know how to find them and gain admittance."

"Which, of course, you do."

That's right. Your place or mine?"

"Yours. I want to see how you live."

"I hope you haven't pictured me living in some lush joint in the expensive part of town."

"I haven't, but you make it sound as if you hang out in some dive or slum."

"I have a cabin. It's up in the mountains, and I live there all by myself. It's by a small lake that freezes over during the winter. Come on, I'll show you. Then you can decide if it lives up to your expectations."

"I think you planned ahead for this. That's why you picked me up in your car."

His reply was a sly grin.

The "cabin" was actually a lodge, with a master suite downstairs and several bedrooms and baths upstairs. A huge fireplace took up one wall of the great room and a picture window filled the opposite wall. Mandy immediately fell in love with the place.

"Wow! Some cabin! It's outstanding."

"I'm glad you like it," Max replied. "I'm very comfortable here."

"I can understand why."

He fixed drinks and took one to Mandy, who was standing at the large picture window, gazing at the lake and the way the moon reflected on the water.

Instead of taking the drink, Mandy put her arms around his neck and tipped her mouth up for a kiss.

He put the glasses down and wrapped his arms around her. His lips covered hers. She felt a tingle in her clit. His tongue snaked between her lips into her mouth. She arched her crotch forward so she could rub her cunt mound against him.

He cupped the cheeks of her ass and drew her voluptuous body close. A hard tremor shot up her legs to her cunt. She opened her mouth wider and his tongue action quickened. Her lips clung to his, fastened there by her mounting lust. Her tits arched, her nipples as hard as fingertips.

She broke the kiss. Her eyes smoldering with lusty passion.

"I like you, Max Anderson. I feel comfortable with you, as if I'd known you for years."

"Good. That's what I want. The more relaxed you are, the better you'll enjoy what happens."

"What is going to happen, Max? What are you going to do now?"

"Do you want it straight and blunt, or should I beat around the bush a bit?"

"I think the only bush you beat about is between a woman's legs."

"It turns you on when you get it straight out, doesn't it?"

"Yes! Oh, yes, Max! Tell me!"

"I'm going to eat your pussy and fuck you and put my cock in your mouth so you can suck me off. Not necessarily in that order. In fact, I think I'll cum in your mouth first. You like to have your mouth fucked." He wasn't asking her a question, he was telling her. He stepped back from her and sat down in a nearby chair. "Undress."

Mandy started tearing at her clothes, eager to be naked for him.

"Slowly, dear. Make it last. Be seductive."

She caught on quickly. He wanted her to tease him, just as she wanted him to talk dirty to her. She willed her hands to go slower. It took her almost ten minutes to get down to her panties, bra, garter belt, and hose.

"You're a sexy bitch. Leave the garter belt and hose on," he said. "Play with your tits as you remove your bra."

He looked as cool as a cucumber. She began to wonder if he was getting turned on at all. She got her bra and panties off, playing with her nipples and her i pussy as she removed them. Then she stood before him in garter belt, hose, and high-heeled sandals, displaying her body proudly. When her hand slid into her crotch and she began fingering her pussy, his eyes lit up.

"Aha! That excites you, doesn't it?" she teased.

"You like fingering your pussy, don't you? Do you get yourself off very often?"

Mandy inhaled sharply when he asked that question. She'd never talked to a man about such personal things. But Max wasn't the ordinary type of man. He quickly got right to the core of her being. She continued fingering her hot cleft, then touched her clit. Her entire body trembled.

"Answer my question."

"Sometimes," she whispered.

"You're not telling me the truth. You like to cum, and you know it."

"Yes, but I like it better when I have a cock in my pussy."

"Or a woman's tongue?"

His comment hit her dead center. It was true, now that she'd gotten into cunt-lapping with Alice and Nina. "And you like to finger-fuck yourself, too, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Spread your legs. Show me how you do it."

Mandy was so totally turned on and mesmerized by him that now she was unable to resist him. He was taking charge and she was enjoying it, wishing for more.

Her flesh was alive with erotic feelings. She spread her legs, opening her thighs so that her pussy was fully revealed. Slowly she slipped a fingertip between the lips of her pussy and started frigging her clit.

"Put your finger in your cunt, then taste it."

Mandy flushed deeply. She worked her finger up into her cunt, then withdrew it and put it in her mouth. She sucked it clean, then returned to her clit to frig it some more.

"I'm sure you do it better than that," Max said, his voice level and calm. "But forget that for now. Come here and undress me."

Mandy moved in a daze of erotic bliss. She took his hands, pulled him to his feet, and began undressing him.

When she got him down to his shorts, she grabbed the waistband with both hands and yanked them down. His cock jumped out at her, like one of those jack-in-the-box things. The big difference was that his cock didn't sport a funny hat. It had a big purple head, though. She pushed him back into the chair and got between his legs.

She stretched up, lifting her lips and opening them. He took her cheeks between his palms and covered her lips with his. His desire swelled higher as he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet saliva and feeling the inside of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. His hands moved over her body hungrily, fondling her tits and tweaking her hard nipples.

Mandy caressed his body with both hands as she held her mouth open for his tongue, sucking and nibbling at it as it slid in and out of her mouth.

She broke the kiss. Her soft, damp lips moved to his shoulder, then down to his chest. Her hands touched his sides with feathery caresses. His cock swelled and stood up between her tits, twitching and throbbing as the sensations from her kisses and caresses flowed through him.

The tip of her tongue touched one of his nipples, then her hot lips covered it. She sucked the tiny male teat. One of her soft hands moved down his stomach and into the nest of hair at the base of his belly.

She wrapped her fist around his prick, causing him to groan deeply. She bent lower, running her lips down his body. The touch of her soft lips and tender tongue made fiery sensations sear through him. He groaned again as she tightened her grip on his cock and slowly stroked it.

Mandy's spirits soared as she heard his moans and groans. She was immensely pleased with herself. For a reason she couldn't identify, much less explain, she wanted desperately to please this man; to make him enjoy this time with her as he had never enjoyed a woman.

She hovered over his cock, cupping the shiny, swollen knob between her hands and staring at it hungrily. Her lips touched the head of his prick. Then her pink tongue circled it and stabbed at the slit in the center of the crown.

His hips jerked up, thrusting his cock at her mouth. She opened her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down, pressing his cock between the roof of her mouth and her strong tongue. She tried to flatten the rubber knob with the pressure of her tongue as his head went up and down.

Max had never felt anything so exquisite. He stared down at her, thrilling at the sight of his cock fucking her mouth.

"God, lady, that's wonderful! You're a great cocksucker!"

She removed her mouth from his cock and looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

"The very best, darling! I want to please you. Are you ready to cum? You told me I have to drink your cum."

He grinned in answer.

She put her mouth back over his cock. This time, however, she took just the encircled head. She tightened her lips behind the bulging knob and started moving her head up and down rapidly, taking no more than an inch of the shaft into her mouth. Her movements changed to slow, exaggerated motions as she sucked hard. Then her mouth went further down on his shaft, then back up, stopping just behind the head. It was like being jacked off with a pair of hot lips. He loved it!

When she added a hand to the fray, he was a goner. She wrapped her fist around the shaft several inches from the base, then began moving it frantically into her mouth.

His cock expanded rapidly, then blew its top. Great gobs of jism spurted down her throat. She swallowed noisily and continued to work both her mouth and her hand up and down rapidly. His body jerked and bucked uncontrollably. She sucked his cum out with a fierce suction action. Every drop he had to give her was pumped from him with ease. She stayed at his cock until it began to soften.

"God damn, woman! I thought you'd hooked up a vacuum cleaner to my cock! That was incredible! You really like sucking cock, don't you?"

She straightened up, kissed him on the lips, and thrust her tongue into his mouth. She drew her head back and gave him a huge grin.

"Oh, yes! When I have a cock in my mouth, it gives me a feeling of satisfaction that's beyond description. I believe I have absolute control over the man. He can't do anything I don't want him to. What man would take a chance with a set of teeth around such a delicate thing?"

"I see what you mean. Is it so important for you to have control?"

"It seems to be. At least I like it more when I'm in command of the situation."

Max gave her another of his sly grins. She didn't know what she was talking about. She had obeyed him without question when he had demanded that she finger-fuck herself.

"How about when you cum? You're not in command then."

"Oh, I never cum so hard that I lose control. Not completely, anyway. I always know what's happening and keep my wits about me."

"You're missing a lot by holding back that way."

He silently accepted the challenge she had issued. She didn't know she had issued one, but he did.

"Am I holding back? How can you miss what you've never had? I've never met a man who could make me surrender completely."

"Or a woman," he teased. "But there's a first time for everything, or so it's said. But that's another subject for another time." He wanted to distract her and keep her I from guessing his true intentions.

"How would you like a nice hot oil rubdown?" Her look of innocence told him he was successfully diverting j her attention from his plan to sexually conquer her.

"That sounds like a marvelous idea. You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"

"You don't know the half of it," he replied, grinning broadly. "Just stretch out on that rug while I get the oil."

"Don't we have to wait for it to heat up?"

"No. I've rigged up a little device to keep a bottle warm all the time. One never knows, after all."

"You have a lot of women at your beck and call, don't you?" She was intrigued by the possibility.

"I like women, if that's what you're asking. But who's beating around the bush now?" he said as he returned to the great room with the bottle of oil.

"Okay then, to put it very bluntly, do you fuck a different woman every night?"

"That's a private matter. I don't kiss and tell." He knew what she was after. He gave her another grin.

"Come on, quit being so coy. You can tell me."

"It isn't a question of whether I can tell you. It's that you want me to tell you because it excites you."

Mandy saw that she wasn't going to get him to answer. "I think I asked you something like that before and didn't get an answer then. All right. Just what do you mean when you say you like women? Some women aren't very nice, you know."

"Neither are some men. What I mean is that I prefer the company of women over that of men. Some women are nice to look at, some are nice to talk to, some are nice to fuck. Some are all of those things. Some aren't any of those things."

"You're very enigmatic, aren't you? You use a lot of words, but you don't really tell me anything."

"I tell you everything you need to know. All you have to do is listen."

"Which category do I fit in?"

"You told me you don't like being put in a category. Don't fish for compliments."

"I'm not fishing!" Her temper flared momentarily, then subsided. "You're very blunt about sex. Why aren't you that way about other things?"

"I'm very blunt about sex because that's what you want. I like to protect my flanks. You'll learn all you need to know about me if you're patient."

"Does that mean we're on our way to developing that special relationship?"

"We'll see."

He got on the rug by her and began applying hot oil to her feet. He worked it into the soles slowly. Her first reaction was to succumb to her ticklishness. After a few moments, she got accustomed to his touch. She let the conversation lapse. To talk now would destroy the feeling he was creating in her body.

He did both feet, then started on her right leg. His hands were gentle, yet firm, as he kneaded the muscles and worked the oil into her skin. He worked his way up to the bottom of her buttock, then started at the ankle of her left leg. She was almost purring with pleasure by the time he reached the bottom of her other buttock.

She spread her legs while he was working on the inside of her thigh, hoping he would touch her aching pussy. He was very careful to avoid her pussy and the crack of her ass.

She was so relaxed she was almost asleep when he finished with her neck. She hadn't felt so relaxed, so content, in a long time. He patted her on the ass.

"Turn over."

She rolled over. Her legs spread wide apart automatically. She stretched her arms straight out from her shoulders. Her breathing was deep and regular. She had opened herself to him in complete trust.

He started at her feet again and worked up her body, once more avoiding her pussy. The lips of her cunt had thickened and were gaping open, showing the moist, pink interior. Sex dew had collected all along her slit.

He spent a long time on her tits, kneading and massaging the large, firm mounds with lots of oil. Her nipples had hardened and thickened. Now they stood up in their full glory.

"Your nipples are very large and thick," he said softly. "I like that."

"Ummmmmm," she muttered. "I'm glad you like my body."

"I also like the thick patch of hair around your pussy. The inner lips peek out when you're hot."

"Have you ever had a woman who shaves her pussy?

What's it like to suck one that has no hair around it?"

"Different. Would you like to find out for yourself?"

"Ummmmmmmm," she mumbled in reply.

He wasn't sure his words were fully registering on her. She was in the near somnambulant state he wanted. When she came, it would be a deep, hard, mind-shattering orgasm. One to shatter her control. But that would be only the beginning. She had lots of orgasms to go and each one would be stronger, more mind-blowing than the previous one.

He drizzled some oil at the top of her slit, then rubbed his finger through it. He found her clit immediately. He couldn't have missed it. It was standing up in full erection, just as hard as her nipples were. He massaged her hard love button for a few moments. The clit wasn't his primary goal, however. What he was after was inside her cunt.

He didn't need any oil on her cunt hole. It was so wet and slick he could have shoved three or more fingers into her with ease. All he needed was two fingers. He got up on his knees facing her feet, slipped his middle and his index finger into her cunt, curled the tips of his fingers up, and began massaging the top of her sex passage.

Her reaction was immediage and vigorous. Her hips jerked upward. Her ass began moving in tight circles. She sucked in her breath sharply.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!"

"That's right, dear. Just let yourself go and enjoy it. You'll cum soon."

"How do you know when I'll cum?"

Her voice started out low and soft. It ended up in a loud affirmation of her pleasure. She had no warning that her orgasm was near. It came on her suddenly, so fierce, that it almost took her breath away. Her body heaved and vibrated and bounced as if a large charge of electricity had been fed through it.

He continued finger-fucking her cunt vigorously, driving her to higher and higher peaks. When at last her body became as limp as a rag doll, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and stuck them in her mouth.

Mandy sucked them clean, then pushed them out of her mouth with her tongue.

"My God!" she wheezed. "You had Alice do that to me the other night, but you do it so much better!"

He put one arm under her upper back and lifted her into a half-sitting position, her shoulder against his chest. His prick lay on her belly, not yet hard. His hand dove back into her crotch. This time he put two fingers on her clitoris.

"Oh, Max!" she wailed. She made a weak attempt to close her legs. "I can't cum again so soon."

"Open your legs," he ordered firmly. "I'll tell you when you can't cum any more."

"Yes, darling!"

Obediently, she spread her legs again. Her previous orgasm was still coursing through her body when he started frigging her clit skillfully. It took only a moment for her to start climaxing again.

He began licking and sucking her nipples, alternating between them. Mandy's arms flailed about. One hand landed on his prick. She grabbed it and began squeezing and pulling on it as she came. And then she came some more.

One after the other, her orgasms ripped her apart, pushing her so far into an erotic euphoria that she lost all track of everything but what was happening in her pussy. She became one big living, breathing cunt with an enormous clit. All she could do was cum!

Her body finally went totally limp in his arms. And yet it kept bucking and jerking as he frigged her. Her clit got all of his attention. She became convinced that she would pass out if she came again. But she did cum and she didn't faint.

"No!" she whispered harshly. "No more! Dear God, no more! You're driving me wild!"

"There are worse ways to go," he said tenderly.

He didn't stop diddling her clit. She was going to learn what it was like to be totally in someone's command; to lose complete control of her mind and body. She shouldn't have challenged him the way she had.

Mandy was lying in his embrace, her body slack, her mouth hanging open. Her eyes were closed, as he made her cum again and again. She was no longer even aware of what was happening to her. She was somewhere between a conscious and an unconscious state. Her clit was the only thing that had any feeling left in it-and that was beginning to go numb.

Mother Nature had equipped Mandy so that she could cum very easily. Now she was stepping in to protect her. When she could no longer cum, her clit grew completely numb. That was because her nerves stopped sending signals to her brain.

Max recognized the signs. When they had become very evident, he stopped frigging her clit. He kissed each of her nipples tenderly, then her lips. Then he kissed her pussy.

Mandy didn't respond to any of his kisses. He eased her body down to the rug and pulled his arms from under her.

Rolling her over onto her stomach, he picked up the bottle of oil again. This time, he poured it into the crack of her ass.

He pulled the cheeks of her ass apart with one hand and began sliding the middle finger of his other hand up and down the deep cleft.

She murmured when he touched her asshole, but didn't object or resist. He smeared the warm oil around, then eased the tip of his finger into her from behind.

Mandy gasped and flinched. "Oh, Max! What are you doing? That's ... aaahhhhh...."

He worked his finger back and forth in her, taking great care to be gentle.

"Do you like being fucked from behind?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, very much. It goes in so deep that way."

"I'm going to fuck you that way later. And you'll love it."

"Oh, Max, I don't know...."

She sucked her breath in sharply as a strange sensation invaded her mind. To her absolute astonishment, she felt like she was going to cum!

"You'll do what I tell you!" he admonished her.

"Oh, Max! Yes, darling, yes!"

She knew that it was impossible for her to cum this way, but her body was responding the way it did when she masturbated. Her hips began twisting as the blood began racing through her body.

Max grinned in triumph and continued pumping his finger in and out of her love hole. He was delighted to see goose bumps rise all over her body.

Mandy began writhing, rubbing her tits on the soft rug and twisting her ass in circles. She raised her head to demand that he stop. But when she opened her mouth to speak, she startled herself by moaning instead of speaking. A strange, glorious feeling started in her toes and coursed rapidly through her body to infuse her mind with erotic pleasure. "My God!" she cried out.

Her body jerked and twisted a few times, then she went limp. He pulled his finger from her slowly.

"That gives you the general idea of what it feels like to get it completely," Max said. "You'll cum harder when I put my cock in you later."

"Oh, God! Max!"

Leaving her flat on her stomach, slowly recovering from that ordeal, he went to the liquor cabinet for brandy.