Message-ID: <4412eli$9709271734@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: artie@netgate.net (artie) Subject: Story: "Private Tasting" (2 of 2, MF, mc, fd) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: ³Private Tasting² (part 2) Written 09/97 by artie - comments and constructive criticism welcome (C) Copyright 1997, All Rights Reserved This is a work of fiction, meant for adults. If you are not an adult, or are offended by stories with sexual content, read something else. Likewise, if all youıre looking for is in-out, in-out, in-out, you should probably read something else. * She pulled back the curtain revealing another larger section of the room, containing a king size bed, a dresser, and a door to the rear. The bed had a number of pillows and cushions on it and a velvet spread. Both she and her uncle had tried fur; it was more sensuous but hell to clean. Even witches have to compromise sometimes, she thought, giggling to herself. She stepped through the door in the rear of the room to use the toilet that was beyond. She returned, took off her robe, putting it on the dresser. She let herself fall back on the bed. She lay there, breathing deeply, relaxing and getting recharged. She got up again, and retrieved their wine glasses and the bottle. The bottle was quite cool again- thanks to a thermoelectric chiller, another gift from Thomas. She poured a little into Davidıs glass, and about half a glass in hers. The foot of the bed frame was heavy, dark wood. The center was carved to form a seat. She put her wine glass in a small recess to one side of the seat. She put Davidıs glass on the wood at the head of the bed. She placed some cushions on the floor in front of the seat, then lit the candles around the bed, She blew out the one in front of David, leaving him sitting in his chair. She sat in the seat at the foot of the bed, spreading her legs, the cushions on the floor between her feet. She smiled, rolled her shoulders, and took a deep breath. ³David, wake up, please.² He raised his head, and blinked a couple of times. He was facing away from her. He turned first to the closed door, and then around and saw her sitting naked at the foot of the bed, bathed in candle light. He looked but did not move. ³David, stand up please.² she said in a soft, clear voice. He stood up, and looked at her. He looked a little confused, still assimilating it all. ³David, you are still under my spell. You have taken my enchanted wine; you have given yourself to me; now we will become lovers and you will be mine.² She sat and watched him; he was breathing faster, smiling. ³David, take off your clothes, please.² Without hesitation he began undressing. Damn, she thought, should have lit a candle at the other end of the room so I could get a better look at him undressing. He undressed quickly but unhurriedly, folding his clothing and putting it on the chair. She smiled again- a neat one at that. He stood again by the chair, naked and with a tremendous erection, awaiting her next command. ³Very good, David. Come kneel before me.² She indicated the cushions in front of her and between her legs. He walked over and knelt. She saw him sway and his eyes close momentarily as the mixture of her perfume and feminine scent filled his head. She put a hand on his head. ³David, look in my eyes. This is third part of my spell; we will become lovers and you will be mine.² He shook briefly. ³You are going to be filled with incredible pleasure, and you will fill me with incredible pleasure.² She picked up her wine glass and held it in front of him, holding his head with her right hand and looking into his eyes. ³Now you are going to taste my enchanted wine three more times. You are going to taste it from my nipple, from my loins, and finally from my lips. Your pleasure will be intense, but you will not have your release until you taste the wine from my lips. When you taste the wine from my lips, only then will you have your release, and you will be mine.² She smiled at him; his breathing was getting ragged as he stared hungrily into her eyes. She took her right hand off his head and dipped two fingers into the wine glass. She withdrew them dampened by the heavy wine and moistened her left nipple. She put the glass down. ³David, taste the wine on my nipple.² She extended her arms and pulled his head to her breast. He took her nipple hungrily. ³Gentle, relax, gentle, relax.² He slowed down and relaxed as she spoke, still sucking on her, his arms around her waist. She held his head close, rocking him. ³Taste the wine from my nipple. Only when you taste the wine from my lips will you have your release.² She let herself be carried away by the sensation, holding him and feeling him gradually relax. He moaned occasionally, his unconscious signal to her that he was close to coming. After a while, she said ³Thank you, David.² and gently eased him off her breast. ³There will be more for you later, donıt worry.² she told him, as she picked up her wine glass again. This time, she leaned back on the bed a bit. She held the glass over her mons, and poured a little of the wine on her, running down her slit. The cold wine hitting her sex shot bolts of pleasure through her, and she gasped, almost dropping the glass. She put it down quickly, and said ³David, taste the wine from my loins.² in a husky voice. He pressed his face into her, tasting the mixture of the wine and her own heady juices. As he put his hands under her bottom, she lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. ³Good, David, taste the wine from my loins and give² she gasped as his tongue hit the mark ³me pleasure.² Her head was swimming as he licked, sucked, and teased her. God, he was good at this. She started to say something when her first orgasm hit. As she stiffened, he did something different, and it hit her suddenly, strongly, wonderfully, taking her breath away. She let go and he took her to orgasm after orgasm. Finally she couldnıt take anymore, for fear of becoming exhausted. ³Stop David, rest.² she said breathlessly. He sat back, breathing hard, smiling. It took her a couple minutes to sit up. She briefly worried that she had let him take her too far, then smiled- she was a witch, wasnıt she? She sat up and looked at him. He was still smiling, his breathing pretty much back to normal. She looked at his erection, still standing tall, with a drop of moisture at its tip. She reached out with a finger, collecting the drop and sending a shiver through him, and tasted it. Mmmm... The next few days were going to be great. She swung a leg over his head and slowly stood up. She stretched and wiggled holding on to the foot of the bed for a moment. Then she turned back to David, on his knees in a trance. ³David, open your eyes and stand up, please.² He opened his eyes and stood up. She led him to the edge of the bed. ³Lay down on your back in the middle of the bed, please.² He got on the bed and lay down. She stretched out his arms and legs and put them into padded restraints with Velcro closures. She got her wine glass and set it in an indentation in the wooden head of the bed next to Davidıs glass. She crawled on the bed and straddled him, hips over his navel and hands on his shoulders. Another deep breath, she closed her eyes briefly, then opened them ready to go. ³David, wake up, please.² He opened his eyes, looking into hers directly above him. He tried moving his arms and legs, turning his head to see the restraints on his wrists, then looking back at her, a little anxious. ³David, donıt worry.² She wouldnıt say relax now- she didnıt want to affect his erection. ³This is the last part of my spell, when we become lovers and you become mine. Youıve tasted my enchanted wine. Youıve given yourself to me. Youıve tasted my wine from my breast, and from my loins. When you taste my wine from my lips you will have your release and you will be mine.² She enjoyed the look of anticipation, excitement, and a little fear in his face. She smiled and drew her face closer to his. ³Donıt worry. Soon Iıll release you. Now I want you to enjoy the sensations; feel the pleasure, as I will. Enjoy them, and when you taste the wine from my lips you shall have your release and you will be mine.² He moaned, arching his head back, eyes closed. ³David, open your eyes and look at me, please.² He opened his eyes and looked at her. As he looked, without taking her eyes from his, she reached between her legs and introduced his cock into her. She slid down on him slowly, locking his eyes on to her gaze. He moaned and shook on the bed as she took him deep insider her. Still looking into his eyes. she started grinding her hips. He moaned. ³Enjoy, David. When you taste the wine from my lips, you will have your release and you will be mine.² She sat up on him, breaking eye contact. When she did, his eyes closed and his head arched back. He moaned and thrashed as much as the restraints would allow. She closed her eyes and ground on him, quickly having another orgasm. She then leaned forward a little, and started stroking him, running her hands over his chest, squeezing his shoulders, feeling and caressing him. ³Feel the pleasure building. Soon you will taste the wine from my lips, have your release, and be mine!² He moaned, thrashed, and buckled beneath her as she rode him and explored him with her hands. Then she felt her own climax coming. ³Get ready, David. Your release is approaching.² she said through closed eyes as she felt her climax mount. She opened her eyes, quickly picked up her glass, and took a sip of wine in her mouth, holding it. She rode him, back and forth, up and down, breathing raggedly through her nose until she was at the edge. Then she leaned over him, grasped his head with both hands, and plunged her tongue into his mouth as she came. He felt her tongue and the sweet wine enter his mouth, and he exploded in orgasm. She held his head as she kissed him, feeling him fill her, pumping into her again, and again, and again. She wiggled her hips and pressed down on him; he shuddered and continued pumping into her. She continued kissing him after he stopped. He was laying more or less still, twitching occasionally. She pulled away from his mouth, put her head next to his ear and said ³My spell is complete. Now you are mine.² She reached up and tugged open the restraints on his wrists, then lay on top of him. ³Hold me please, lover.² she said to him. His arms encircled her, twitching a little, holding without much strength. She smiled in his arms; they were both drained. After a while, when she had more or less recovered, she reached for a towel at the edge of the bed. She slipped off him, placing one end of the towel between her wobbly legs. Sitting next to him on the bed she used the other end of the towel to clean him up. She kissed his limp cock. She then reached down and released the restraints on his ankles. She lay beside him, propped up on an elbow. She ran a hand over his chest. He moaned a bit, opened his eyes, and looked at her, then sighed. ³Whatıs the matter? Never made love to a witch before?² she asked him with a smile. As he started to speak, she kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his head, and pulling him over on top of her. When they separated for air, she said ³See, that wasnıt so bad. I told you I wouldnıt hurt you.² ³My God, what have you done to me...² was the first thing he said. As she looked at him, smiling, waiting, he continued ³please do it again.² He smiled and collapsed back on to the bed. She laughed softly, rubbing the hair on his chest again. ³I will, lover, I will. Would you like to share some wine with me?² She helped him sit up, and handed him his glass. She picked up her own. They clinked, then drank in silence. She took the empty glasses and put them down. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eye again. He just looked at her and smiled. ³What would you like next, my love?² she asked. In response he pulled her on to her back, placed a pillow under her head, and tossed another one down by her hips. He leaned over on to her and began kissing her. About four in the afternoon, Don walked over to the tasting room. He saw the sign on the door ³CLOSED - Private Tasting² and smiled. He took the sign off the door, and opened the tasting room for business again. END artie -- artie -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /