Ectasy on Fire

Chapter Sixteen

As time passed, the love affair blossomed between Melissa Staunton and the young Stephenson Bradley Gould. The older woman began to feel so young that at times the very idea of having such a wonderful young man for her pleasure made her giddy.

Melissa found it difficult to keep her hands off Steve's body. She would constantly find some kind of excuse for touching him. But most of all, she loved seeing him naked or even half-naked.

Also, as the days passed, she grew more and more fascinated with his handsome cock, his magnificent balls, his toes, his fingers, his nose. She especially loved his tight little ass, and his completely hairless asshole. She could tongue it for hours if he would let her. She was constantly tickling him. Her finger seemed to be attracted to his asshole as naturally as certain metals are to a magnet.

Once he got used to her thumbing his asshole, Steve would actually urge her to do it. He would kneel over her upturned face, his eyes riveted to her high heels or her hairy cunt. Then moving his naked buttocks over her face, he waited to feel the tip of her searching tongue as he lowered his ass.

As her tongue wet his anus, he would get violent shivers and his cock would stiffen and lengthen substantially. He'd jerk himself off as he moved slowly back and forth on her tongue.

Melissa loved to have Steve's balls dangling over her face. She would open her mouth very wide and then, as he'd settle down on her face, his hanging balls would fill up her mouth. Melissa would chew on them, or she would roll each testicle around with her tongue.

Then she'd reach around in front of him to jerk his cock until he was about to shoot off. When he was almost ready, she would suddenly drive her thumb right up into his asshole, bringing a wild howl from his lips.

"Fuck my thumb, Steve. Fuck my thumb, my little darling," she would cry out, ramming her thumb all the way up inside his tight, hot asshole, twisting and wiggling it, and drawing it almost all the way out before plunging it back up again. This drove Steve crazy with lust.

When she felt like it, she would have Steve on his hands and knees, with his ass high up in the air. His buttocks were wide open in this position. Then Melissa would anoint his cute little asshole with Vaseline or, and this is what he preferred, her pink lipstick. Sometimes, when his tight asshole was well lubricated and responsive, his sphincter would try to suck in the lipstick, container and all.

Melissa would then suck his ass as he wiggled it against her pretty face. Sometimes she would thumb his ass until he thought he would lose his mind.

One afternoon, when Melissa came to Steve's room, she found him reading a book and brooding. Sometimes he got that way, reflective and surly. There was never any particular reason for it; he just tended toward moodiness. As Melissa often told him, this was entirely unbecoming to his otherwise pleasant demeanor.

He heard the knock on his door and he barked for whomever it was to enter. She entered, knowing from the way he'd invited her in that he was in one of his moods. She asked him what the matter was, but he did not answer, but continued to read his book. She told him that she thought it would be a good idea if he undressed. He finally looked up, a scowl on his face.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because, I think you need to be taught a lesson in manners. How to properly behave yourself around your elders, shall we say?" She gave him a good-natured wink, which alleviated a good deal of his bad mood. Steve rose and undressed, tossing his book aside.

When he was naked, Melissa also undressed slowly, as if to tease him with her deliberate movements. Then she walked toward him, as if to kiss him. When she was face to face with him, her nipples just touching his chest, her breath brushing against his brow, she told him to turn around and bend over. He looked at her, puzzled, and then complied.

He heard her move away, but she told him to stay in his position. Finally, she returned. Just as he felt her body's warmth behind him, there was a stinging blow to his buttocks. She was spanking him with a wooden paddle, once, then again, and yet again. It felt as if his buttocks were on fire, or being pierced with a million tiny pins.

"This will teach you to be petulant," she said, delivering her final and hardest blow. His body lunged forward and his arms reached behind him to soothe his burning buttocks. Melissa dropped the paddle, fell to her knees, and began to soothe his reddened flesh with her tongue. She licked the entire expanse of his buttocks and reached under them to lightly tickle his balls. Surprisingly, Steve found himself aroused by all that had just passed. His cock was hard and waving in front of him.

He turned around, pushed her backwards onto the floor, threw himself on top of her and drove his cock into her not-quite-ready cunt. He drove deeply into her, moving furiously as if to avenge himself for the pain she'd just caused him. Melissa loved the force of his fuck. She had never seen him so aroused.

She lifted her long legs and wrapped them around his waist, her heels bouncing against his back. With one final thrust, the tip of his cock knocking against the far wall of her cunt, he came violently, still feeling the fading sting of the wooden paddle against his buttocks.

Later that night, as Melissa readied herself to go to the Opera, Steve appeared in her room. She was fully dressed but Steve was naked. She got down on her knees before him where he sat in her chair, and fondled his hard cock with her white-gloved hands. Her fingers softly teased his testicles. She looked up into his eyes as he gazed down at her, careful not to mess up her hair by putting his hands in it, as he desired to do, in order to force her mouth over his throbbing cock.

"Steve," she begged. "You must understand that I cannot miss this performance of Aida"

"Well, I can."

"Yes, my darling. I know. I realize that you are not particularly interested in going with me, but Steve…"

"Yes?"

"Would you let me do something to you first?"

"Like what, Melissa?"

"Well, I don't know how to put it, but."

"C'mon, Melissa, get with it. You're all dressed. Maurice is waiting for you."

"I know, Steve," she sighed, her enthusiasm waning. She would have given anything not to have to attend the opera, but she was committed.

"Steve? Would you stand up?"

"Oh, Melissa," he whined.

"Please, baby?"

Steve stood naked in front of her. Pushing her opera cloak to one side, pulling up her expensive gown above her waist, Melissa ran two fingers into her cunt. At the same time, she took Steve's penis into her hot mouth. She sucked on it slowly at first, then gradually she wrapped her lips all around the lengthening shaft, riding up and down on it until the heat and the friction became so unbearable he tried to push her away, but she kept at it, squeezing his balls with her gloved fingers.

She felt his prick throbbing in her mouth, and she began chewing on the end of it. Then it happened; it lurched in her mouth. She sucked more eagerly and within seconds, she felt his balls shriveling and then his prick exploded, splattering her mouth with his hot fluids.

She sucked every drop out of his cock, milking it dry. Then she took the spent prick out of her mouth and held it with her gloved fingers, milking it again, squeezing it until not a drop of wetness remained.

With the thick, rich taste of Steve's semen in her mouth, Melissa Staunton went to the opera. She didn't speak to anyone all evening. Those who knew her commented to themselves that she probably had a terrible toothache because she kept licking the interior of her mouth.

Not long after that, Nellie was introduced into the scenes between Melissa and Steve. It happened quite by accident. Steve was in Melissa's room, leisurely enjoying her body. Both were in naked repose on her big bed when the door, which was slightly ajar, opened and in came Nellie with her Mistress's clean laundry.

"Oh, dear me. Excuse me," she said. "I thought you were out. I… I was just delivering." and with this she tossed the clean, folded clothes onto the chair and turned to depart.

"Don't be so embarrassed, silly girl," Melissa said. "We're just relaxing here. Why don't you join us? You've nothing to hide. I think we all know that, don't we?" Melissa's voice was gentle and entirely unthreatening. Nellie smiled coyly and re-entered the room.

"Come over here," Melissa said, drawing away from Steve's caressing hand. She sat up on the bed, but Steve lay where he was, his body stretched out behind her. Nellie came over to the bed.

"Nellie, why don't you undress yourself and lay down on the bed with us. Would you like that?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am, I would indeed," she said. Steve's cock, which had been in a languid state, jerked awake. He had never been with two women before.

Nellie undressed and got into bed with them, lying between Steve and Melissa. It was Melissa who made the first move. She reached out and began to caress the girl's body, beginning at her cheeks, traveling down the curve of her neck, and over the swell of her breasts, where her hands lingered for some time. Steve was playing with his cock as he watched Melissa's hands in their descent to rest between the girl's thighs.

"Nellie, have you ever been fucked in your cunt by a man before?" Melissa asked.

"No, I haven't," she said, somewhat fearfully.

"Steve here, young and inexperienced as he was before my instructions, is now a wonderful fuck. Aren't you Steve?" Steve nodded, fondling his cock.

"Steve, why don't you show Nellie your beautiful cock." Steve rolled over, but deciding this was not the best position in which to show off the wonderful proportions of his cock, he knelt above her instead. He held the giant tool in his hand, pressing down against the base of it in order to make it stand higher, and harder. The head of it was a deep, rich rose color. Nellie smiled.

Highly aroused, Steve moved up the bed and waved his cock above Nellie's head and, to his pleasant surprise, she reached up, took hold of it and guided it down to her mouth. She closed her lips around it and sucked it fully down her throat. Steve moaned at the slight scratch of her teeth against his flesh and the deep sucking motion of Nellie's tongue. Melissa sat back and played with herself, content to watch and give directions.

"Now, Steve, don't be so selfish. Give the girl a chance to experience what you're experiencing." He looked over at her, annoyed that she should interrupt his pleasure, but he knew what she wanted, and, he had to admit, it wasn't a bad idea.

He pulled his cock out of Nellie's sucking mouth. He moved down her body, kissing her breasts. He took each one into his mouth and sucked them as she had just sucked his cock. He toyed with her nipples with his tongue until she reached down and pinched them herself. Then he moved further down her body, kissing her navel.

When his head was at the nexus of her thighs, he spread her legs with his hands and buried his face in her cunt. He hadn't shaved in a couple of days, and his beard irritated, but at the same time, aroused her flesh. His tongue traced the lines of her cunt lips. Then, to her surprise, he shifted his position, turning and sliding along her body until his cock was poised over her sex. Before she could protest, he drove his cock fully into her passage.

She screamed, clutched his shoulders, digging her nails deeply into his flesh. She threw up her legs and yelled, "Fuck me, fuck me!"

He pounded into her tight cunt and, despite the great pain of having her virginity taken so abruptly, she was greatly pleasured and came almost instantly. Melissa shouted her approval.

Afterwards, Melissa strapped a dildo around her waist and took the girl in the same passage where she'd been taken so many times before. Melissa fucked her from behind, her hands reaching around to clutch her breasts, while Steve fucked her from the front, with his cock buried deep in her cunt. Nellie was in heaven, being simultaneously fucked by the woman she loved and having a man in her cunt.

Steve, too, was in rapturous delight. He could feel the tip of the dildo strapped on his lover, banging against the tip of his cock each time they drove fully into the girl.

Nellie's breasts pressed against Steve's chest and her thighs pressed tightly to his. Her buttocks rubbed against Melissa's belly.

"Oh, oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Nellie cried while Steve drove his cock hard into her, wanting to fill her completely with it and to feel the pressure of the tip of the dildo that was buried in her ass.

The three of them spent the night together, alternately resting and playing. Melissa, who was less tired than the other two, sucked Nellie's asshole while she was resting. She dipped her tongue into it and then her fingers. And as she did this, she also played with Steve's semi-erect cock, teasing it until it was once again hard.

Melissa moved around on the bed to take his cock into her mouth. Steve was exhausted and the feel of having his cock sucked as he fell into well-deserved sleep was exquisite. He wished he could always feel this kind of pleasure.

Nellie, aroused by watching them, reached slowly to the bedside table for the dildo. She strapped it around her waist and placed it gently between Steve's buttocks, pushing it slowly into his asshole, filling him completely. She then began punching it in and out awkwardly, but pleasantly. He was too sleepy to much notice the intricacies of her movements. If Nellie lacked finesse, Melissa, sucking on his cock, more than made up for it. Soon, just as he felt he might drift off into unconsciousness, he exploded in Melissa's mouth. She sucked him dry as he finally drifted into deep sleep. Nellie and Melissa passed the remainder of the night in quiet talk, fondling one another's breasts and gently tickling the insides of one another's thighs and cunts.