Beauty and the Beast

Cherry Lake with Oliver

“May I?” His asked sheepishly, his blue eyes glowed with delight.

Cherry smirked at his virginal expression. It’s been a long while since she’s had one so inexperienced. This might be a refreshing change.

Soft hands cupped his face. “Here you go, baby.” She cooed like a mother feeding her child.

Instantly sharp pain shot through her, making her yelp aloud.

“Not so hard!”

Oliver looked up with round blue marbles, and bit harder.

Cherry screamed again. It was music to his ears. His mouth devoured her breast fully until she felt the tips of her nipples scraping the roof of his mouth. It was starting to feel good. So soothing from the sharp pain. Cherry started petting the sides of his face, encouraging him.

“That’s it, baby. That’s the way to do it…”

Then with one deft movement, her breast popped out and his teeth bit the very tip of her nipple. Shots of pain coursed rushed through her veins, tingling the very edge of her scalp. Like a barracuda, he hung on and shook his head. Cherry screamed and screamed as her body shook from orgasmic pain. When he finally released her, she was panting and her breasts were heaving heavily, begging for more.

“Do you like that?” He asked softly.

“No, dammit!” Cherry shot back angrily. Blinding tears were streaming down her porcelain cheeks..

Something snapped. His eyes turned red as he said in a low, cold voice. “Oh, I think you did. In fact I know you did. The money I’m paying you is saying you did.”

For the first time in her life, Cherry feared for her life. The innocent man she allowed in just a few minutes ago had turned into a beast.
 
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Then he laughed,
"Fooled ya didn't I?"

Oliver retreated and sat back down.
"Did Al tell you I was a drama major?"

"No he didn't."
Cherry slipped her robe back over her breasts. The tips still tingling from his bite. Suddenly she wanted him to be gone. To be alone behind a locked door.

"Look maybe we better get this over with okay?
.Just what is it you want to do, short of tearing my tits off that is."
She moved over to the bar, his eyes were riveted on her.

"Will you...will you..."he stammered.
The shy boy seemed to be back.
"Take off all your clothes...and...uhhhh."

Cherry sighed and let her gown fall, she was still wearing high heels and thigh highs.
"You want me to take off everything Oliver? Stockings too?"

Her back was to him as she poured herself another drink.
Her legs were long and slender, her ass high and firm. A butterfly was tattooed above her right buttock.
He wanted to lick it. He wanted to lick her all over...he wanted to...His hand tightened around his cock.

She turned and laughed...
"Well, well when did you let that bad boy out?"

He blushed, a trick he'd found useful on many occasions before.
Bad Boy, eh...well, she'd see just how bad this boy could be soon enough....

"Oh Don't stop....keep going. I'm impressed."
She was close enough to grab.

"Turn around please..." he gasped as he masturbated.
"Let me see your tattoo."

 
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