CHAPTER EIGHT
Cheryl only moaned something unintelligible and Jim went to the couch and scooped her petite, elfin body up in his strong arms. Carrying her a few steps closer to the fireplace, he put her down on her back; as he did, her softly sculpted thighs spread invitingly wide and her pelvis undulated up suggestively toward him as he lowered himself over her, wedging his slim hips down between her widespread legs. “Well?” he urged, leering down into her passion contorted face.
“Oh, God, Jim… just go ahead and do it… t-to me!”
Again he coaxed. “Do what, darling?”
His chunky cock-head went down into her cuntal-slit, the huge blood-filled smoothness of it in electric contact with her throbbing clitoris. Slowly, his hips flexed and he rubbed it teasingly against the throbbing little bud.
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Jumaat, 21 Jun 2013
Khamis, 20 Jun 2013
English : The Honeymoon Couple (Pasangan Berbulan Madu) - Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
In spite of complete sexual satiety—for the time being—it was the pangs of hunger, which finally brought them all downstairs to the evening meal, served piping hot, buffet style by Nancy Barber and Charlotte Harding.
Jim hobbled down the stairs, assuring everyone that he was fit and feeling fine. They ate in relative silence, ravenously, seated in the living room, where there was a roaring fire in the fireplace, giving them all a warm glow of home-like amenity.
Frank sat near Cheryl, and although he said very little to his wife, his attitude and the way he looked at her told her more plainly than words that he knew all about it… already—or at least, he might have guessed. As she looked about, seeing Nancy, vivacious and fawning over Jim Harding, still acting more or less as his self-appointed nurse, Charlotte, tolerant of Nancy, shooting lascivious glances at Frank, she shuddered with the knowledge that almost everyone in the room had had some sexual congress with most of the others. In her mind, it was a bizarre situation. And, later on, tonight, they’re all going to do it… openly… if I understand what Charlotte was saying. Ugh! I really don’t want to have any part of it! I don’t see how they could do it… with other people watching! She hadn’t promised that she would take part in their open swinging. I could just watch I suppose… There was Frank, her husband; he would be champing at the bit, she knew now, wanting to be a part of it all, and some of her newfound knowledge helped her to understand him a little better. But, it has to be evened out, I suppose! Id be a real wet blanket and spoil it for everybody… if I didn’t go along with it. It was a difficult decision to make; she thought it kind of a cold-blooded thing… to just make up one’s mind to have sexual intercourse in a group where everybody would be expected to do it with everybody else. Somehow, it seemed to detract from the real meaning of sex.
In spite of complete sexual satiety—for the time being—it was the pangs of hunger, which finally brought them all downstairs to the evening meal, served piping hot, buffet style by Nancy Barber and Charlotte Harding.
Jim hobbled down the stairs, assuring everyone that he was fit and feeling fine. They ate in relative silence, ravenously, seated in the living room, where there was a roaring fire in the fireplace, giving them all a warm glow of home-like amenity.
Frank sat near Cheryl, and although he said very little to his wife, his attitude and the way he looked at her told her more plainly than words that he knew all about it… already—or at least, he might have guessed. As she looked about, seeing Nancy, vivacious and fawning over Jim Harding, still acting more or less as his self-appointed nurse, Charlotte, tolerant of Nancy, shooting lascivious glances at Frank, she shuddered with the knowledge that almost everyone in the room had had some sexual congress with most of the others. In her mind, it was a bizarre situation. And, later on, tonight, they’re all going to do it… openly… if I understand what Charlotte was saying. Ugh! I really don’t want to have any part of it! I don’t see how they could do it… with other people watching! She hadn’t promised that she would take part in their open swinging. I could just watch I suppose… There was Frank, her husband; he would be champing at the bit, she knew now, wanting to be a part of it all, and some of her newfound knowledge helped her to understand him a little better. But, it has to be evened out, I suppose! Id be a real wet blanket and spoil it for everybody… if I didn’t go along with it. It was a difficult decision to make; she thought it kind of a cold-blooded thing… to just make up one’s mind to have sexual intercourse in a group where everybody would be expected to do it with everybody else. Somehow, it seemed to detract from the real meaning of sex.
Rabu, 19 Jun 2013
English : The Honeymoon Couple (Pasangan Berbulan Madu) - Chapter 6
CHAPTER SIX
Afterward, Nancy Barber snuggled down between the two virile men. She had never felt happier than at this moment, but something disquieting had happened, she remembered, just at the moment Frank, pummeling into her, had brought her to soaring orgasm, while at almost exactly the same time she had been desperately swallowing Jim’s thick semen jetting into her mouth.
“What was Cheryl’s problem?” she asked, turning to Frank.
“She was upset, walking in on us and seeing all three of us going at it like that,” Frank explained.
“Still holding out, eh?” Jim asked. “I was hoping that Charlotte would be able to soften her up for tonight!”
“What’s happening tonight?” It was Frank’s question.
“I was hoping we’d have an open-swinging session… with everybody balling!”
“Well,” Nancy was thoughtful. “I don’t know about Gene, either.”
Frank volunteered the information, “Gene was with Cheryl earlier, but I don’t know what happened… whether he made it with her or not.”
Afterward, Nancy Barber snuggled down between the two virile men. She had never felt happier than at this moment, but something disquieting had happened, she remembered, just at the moment Frank, pummeling into her, had brought her to soaring orgasm, while at almost exactly the same time she had been desperately swallowing Jim’s thick semen jetting into her mouth.
“What was Cheryl’s problem?” she asked, turning to Frank.
“She was upset, walking in on us and seeing all three of us going at it like that,” Frank explained.
“Still holding out, eh?” Jim asked. “I was hoping that Charlotte would be able to soften her up for tonight!”
“What’s happening tonight?” It was Frank’s question.
“I was hoping we’d have an open-swinging session… with everybody balling!”
“Well,” Nancy was thoughtful. “I don’t know about Gene, either.”
Frank volunteered the information, “Gene was with Cheryl earlier, but I don’t know what happened… whether he made it with her or not.”
Ahad, 16 Jun 2013
English : The Honeymoon Couple (Pasangan Berbulan Madu) - Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
Charlotte Harding, although she was very much concerned and worried about her husband’s injuries and wanted very much to take care of him, as a matter of wifely duty, found herself giving way to Nancy Barber, whose extensive medical knowledge and a Registered Nurse’s certificate qualified her better to attend him. She withdrew graciously leaving Nancy in charge of Jim, for now there were other things, to worry about, too.
After Gene Barber’s discovery that the radio in the airplane was useless, it was necessary to prepare for an indefinite stay at the lodge. She talked to Jonothan.
“Can you get through to the town and get help for us?”
“It is a three day, maybe four day, ride Mrs. Harding, but before I go, I will kill some fresh meat.”
True to his word, they heard the booming report of his rifle come to them over the snow-covered stillness, and within the hour he had hung the skinned and eviscerated deer on a tree near the back door of the lodge. Then, leading a second horse, he was gone, his dark figure against the snow disappearing over the rise to the east.
Then, Charlotte organized them for the siege. She sent Frank and Gene for more firewood, and with Cheryl’s help made an inventory of the foodstuffs in the kitchen, finding that they were really in pretty good shape, since, Jim had provisioned the lodge well. With the addition of the venison, Jonothan had provided there was no immediate danger that anyone would suffer from hunger, and they were snug in the warm shelter of the lodge.
Charlotte Harding, although she was very much concerned and worried about her husband’s injuries and wanted very much to take care of him, as a matter of wifely duty, found herself giving way to Nancy Barber, whose extensive medical knowledge and a Registered Nurse’s certificate qualified her better to attend him. She withdrew graciously leaving Nancy in charge of Jim, for now there were other things, to worry about, too.
After Gene Barber’s discovery that the radio in the airplane was useless, it was necessary to prepare for an indefinite stay at the lodge. She talked to Jonothan.
“Can you get through to the town and get help for us?”
“It is a three day, maybe four day, ride Mrs. Harding, but before I go, I will kill some fresh meat.”
True to his word, they heard the booming report of his rifle come to them over the snow-covered stillness, and within the hour he had hung the skinned and eviscerated deer on a tree near the back door of the lodge. Then, leading a second horse, he was gone, his dark figure against the snow disappearing over the rise to the east.
Then, Charlotte organized them for the siege. She sent Frank and Gene for more firewood, and with Cheryl’s help made an inventory of the foodstuffs in the kitchen, finding that they were really in pretty good shape, since, Jim had provisioned the lodge well. With the addition of the venison, Jonothan had provided there was no immediate danger that anyone would suffer from hunger, and they were snug in the warm shelter of the lodge.
Sabtu, 15 Jun 2013
English : The Honeymoon Couple (Pasangan Berbulan Madu) - Chapter 2
CHAPTER TWO
Reining his horse to the left and urging it into an easy trot, newlywed Gene Barber rode up alongside his young wife Nancy and growled, complainingly, “I’ve just about had it! We’ve been riding for hours tracking those damned elk, and my tail is beaten to a pulp!”
“Well… if you kept yourself in shape, it wouldn’t bother you!” Nancy said it flatly.
“We should’ve turned back when it started snowing! I can’t seem to get it through that damned Indian’s head that it’s no life or death matter!” Gene grated. “Personally, I don’t give a damn one way or the other whether I get to shoot an elk or not!”
“This is what we came up here for… isn’t it?”
“No, darling, we came up here so that we could talk… about us… remember?” he shot back. “But, so far we haven’t gotten to first base!”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Well… for starters, I think we should talk about our almost non-existent sex life after only a year of marriage… or rather my non-existent sex life!”
“What’s that supposed to mean, darling?”
“Where the hell were you for over an hour last night?”
Reining his horse to the left and urging it into an easy trot, newlywed Gene Barber rode up alongside his young wife Nancy and growled, complainingly, “I’ve just about had it! We’ve been riding for hours tracking those damned elk, and my tail is beaten to a pulp!”
“Well… if you kept yourself in shape, it wouldn’t bother you!” Nancy said it flatly.
“We should’ve turned back when it started snowing! I can’t seem to get it through that damned Indian’s head that it’s no life or death matter!” Gene grated. “Personally, I don’t give a damn one way or the other whether I get to shoot an elk or not!”
“This is what we came up here for… isn’t it?”
“No, darling, we came up here so that we could talk… about us… remember?” he shot back. “But, so far we haven’t gotten to first base!”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Well… for starters, I think we should talk about our almost non-existent sex life after only a year of marriage… or rather my non-existent sex life!”
“What’s that supposed to mean, darling?”
“Where the hell were you for over an hour last night?”
Jumaat, 14 Jun 2013
English : The Honeymoon Couple (Pasangan Berbulan Madu) - Chapter 1
CHAPTER ONE
Lifting a steaming mug of welcome black coffee to his lips, Frank Paynter smiled across the rustic table at the voluptuous brunette, his clear, brown eyes lingering, liking what he saw, as he lied glibly.
“My horse went lame on me.”
“Had you run Toby in the snow?” Charlotte Harding asked. She knew that the roan gelding wasn’t lame. Having just helped her hunting lodge guest to unsaddle the big red horse, she would have noticed anything wrong with Toby when she had put him in his stall.
“No,” he answered then offered another excuse. “It’s a lousy day for hunting. Too much snow…”
“It’s easier to track the game… elk especially.”
“The fact is that I wanted to come back,” Frank admitted.
Charlotte looked at him quizzically, an eyebrow going up slightly above grey-green eyes, kindling with interest at this new gambit, as she asked, “Oh…?”
Running a nervous hand through his jet-black hair, which had just begun to show a few silvery strands at the temples, he laughed, “I didn’t feel like shooting defenseless animals.” Then, he was plucking a cigarette from the package in his heavy wool shirt pocket and lighting it in the silence. “Actually,” he went on, after a moment, “I’m more inclined to indoor sports!”
“Not so risky…?” she smiled, guessing already what he was thinking.
Lifting a steaming mug of welcome black coffee to his lips, Frank Paynter smiled across the rustic table at the voluptuous brunette, his clear, brown eyes lingering, liking what he saw, as he lied glibly.
“My horse went lame on me.”
“Had you run Toby in the snow?” Charlotte Harding asked. She knew that the roan gelding wasn’t lame. Having just helped her hunting lodge guest to unsaddle the big red horse, she would have noticed anything wrong with Toby when she had put him in his stall.
“No,” he answered then offered another excuse. “It’s a lousy day for hunting. Too much snow…”
“It’s easier to track the game… elk especially.”
“The fact is that I wanted to come back,” Frank admitted.
Charlotte looked at him quizzically, an eyebrow going up slightly above grey-green eyes, kindling with interest at this new gambit, as she asked, “Oh…?”
Running a nervous hand through his jet-black hair, which had just begun to show a few silvery strands at the temples, he laughed, “I didn’t feel like shooting defenseless animals.” Then, he was plucking a cigarette from the package in his heavy wool shirt pocket and lighting it in the silence. “Actually,” he went on, after a moment, “I’m more inclined to indoor sports!”
“Not so risky…?” she smiled, guessing already what he was thinking.
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