The Lisa Series (18 page)

“No,” he said quietly, his hard eyes staring at poor Lisa who still knelt between his legs. “No,” he repeated, “you ain’t doing it right. You’re sucking like any ordinary cocksucker. “ I had the feeling that this was another established dialogue, something they had said before.

“Please, honey,” Lisa pleaded, “I’ll do better.”

“And look at that mouth,” Frank said, “that mouth ain’t good enough to suck my dick. Show Billy your cheap cocksucker mouth.”

She turned toward me, her face red with embarrassment. Her mouth, of course, was beautiful, but in sucking Frank she’d worn off most of the lipstick. Her lips were pink and swollen. Frank pointed to the bathroom. “Get your ass in there and fix up.” Lisa went into the bathroom, but did not close the door.

“You know, Billy,” Frank spoke loud enough for her to hear, “there’s a difference, a big difference, between having a woman suck your cock and having a woman make love to it. You can tell when they make love to it. You can tell they love doing it, that they really get off on it. You can see it when you watch them licking and sucking. You can feel it. You know what I mean?”

I didn’t say anything. Frank smiled. “Well, maybe you don’t know. Lisa told me she never went down on you. I got her virgin mouth and Silk got her virgin ass.” He began to stroke his cock which had started to go limp. “Your wife has a sexy mouth and she’s in there right now fixing it up so she can make love to my prick.” My own cock had become stiff again. “Hell,” Frank winked at me, “anybody can suck, but I taught your wife how to make love to my cock. You’ll see.” He turned to face the bathroom and raised his voice, “By God she better hurry and get in here and do it right.”

He swung his thick legs over the side of the bed and sat there waiting. “Pull your chair around here,” he directed. “You can look at her, see if she loves my prick, watch her licking it slow, keeping me on the edge, making real honest to God love to my big white prick. Ahhh, there’s a difference, Billy, a big difference.”

Lisa returned. Except for the red heels, she was naked. “Now,” Frank said, “you go over there by your husband and show him what a cocksucker’s mouth is supposed to look like.”

She crossed to stand before me. She had exaggerated the natural fullness of her swollen lips and outlined and painted them very carefully with bright red lipstick. Over this she had spread a glistening coating of oily gloss. She looked down at me. Tears were beginning to well up in her eyes.

Frank reached out and squeezed the back of her leg. “Tell Billy you want me to fuck your mouth,” he said.

Lisa looked down at the floor. “I want Frank to...to fuck my mouth.”

“Show him how you open up for me.” She formed a bright red circle with her mouth opening it as wide as possible. She shut her eyes holding back the tears. “So, Billy, what do you say? You like that cocksucker mouth? You think I ought to let your wife make love to my fat prick with it?” I nodded my head. “Yes,” I said.

Lisa turned back to face Frank. He looked up at her. “Ask me,” he said, “and say please.”

After a moment Lisa spoke, “Please, honey, let me suck your beautiful cock.”

“I think Billy ought to ask for you, just like you did.”

Lisa turned to me. “Please,” I said, “let her suck your cock.”

“My beautiful cock, Billy...say it,” Frank laughed.

“Your beautiful cock.”

Lisa lowered herself to kneel between Frank’s legs. “Do you want Billy to watch or should he go back with the others?” Frank asked.

Lisa waited a moment. We both knew what she was supposed to answer. “Watch,” she said.

His cock had gone limp. “Can I use my hands?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Yeah, the way I taught you,” Frank smiled. “And I don’t want no cheap cocksucking. You make love to it. Understand?”

“Yes, honey, I understand.” She began to draw her pointed fingernails lightly over his balls and along the length of his cock. Then, bending down, she teased him by parting her lips and darting her tongue, snakelike, at the underside of his white cock and flicking her tongue at his balls. I could see her nipples harden and her breathing came faster as she teased him. She also began to moan softly.

She pulled his foreskin back tight and circled the rim of his cock with her tongue, careful not to touch it with her lips. Squeezing open the large hole at the end of his cock, she looked down at it for a moment then pushed the pointed tip of her tongue into it.

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?” she 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?”