Message-ID: <17363eli$9811192023@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Martina Lee" Subject: The Frog 2 (from Oh Susana) FMM Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain 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: <19981109144901.3345.qmail@hotmail.com> This is the second and concluding part of "The Frog", the final chapter of my collected short stories "Oh Susana". Another chapter, "Pool Party", was posted on ASSM a few days ago in two parts, under the heading "story submission". I am still weighing up whether I should post the entire book, and would be glad of more feedback. My thanks to those who have already responded. SUSANA The vibrator was indifferent to her ecstasy. "Zzzzzzzzzz," it said. Frank licked his lips. "Fuck yourself, mama," he said. Neil loomed up beside him, a trio of fat pillows under his arm and, with commendable foresight, a tube of KY Jelly in his hand. "That's right," he said. "Do as Frankie says. Fuck yourself." He dropped the pillows on the floor, took the vibrator from Susana, and coated it liberally with personal lubricant before handing it back. Susana slipped the business end into her cunt and pressed lightly on the base. It sank in to half its length, and the buzzing receded to a dull drone. "Oooooh," she said, and contracted her pelvic muscles, squeezing it out again. "Zzzzzzzz," said the vibrator. "More," said Frank. "Do more, mama." Susana looked up at him, caressed his cock with her free hand, and smiled dreamily. "NAUGHTY boy," she said. She worked the vibrator slowly in and out of her vagina, savoring the sensations, until her breathing started to quicken involuntarily and her legs began to twitch. Then she switched it off and laid it between her breasts. "That's enough, now," she panted. "Mama wants REAL cock." She tugged at Frank's tool and he stammered with renewed expectation: "M-me, mama?" "NO, baby," she said firmly. "I already told you. That's a SIN. But you can help to get mama ready. Where's the pillows?" Frank swallowed his disappointment. "Here, mama," he said, bending to retrieve them from the floor. Susana swung her legs off the sofa and sat up, leaned forward and licked his cock. "Good boy," she said. Then she stood, stepped around the end of the sofa and sat on the padded armrest. She clicked her fingers at Neil. "Come on," she said, "it's showtime." It took a bit of arranging to get her into the position she had in mind — her head on the couch, a wedge of pillows forming a ramp up to and over the arm of the sofa to support her back, her buttocks projecting into space, her knees drawn up and apart. She motioned Neil into place, then had another thought and held out a hand, palm up. "Cream," she said. Neil still had the tube of KY in his hand. He unscrewed the cap and squeezed jelly onto her palm. Susana looked at Frank. "Come here, baby," she said. She seized his cock, spread lubricant around the shaft and over the tip, and pumped. Her hand slurped and squelched as she worked on him, and he huffed and hooted with childish joy. Susana clicked the fingers of her other hand at Neil, and pointed between her legs. "Do your job," she said. Thanks to the pillows elevating her essentials to hip level, he didn't even have to bend his knees. He worked the head of his cock into her cunt and pushed, then pulled out again. "Sticky," he said. He dripped jelly on to his fingers and worked it into her crack, then pressed the tip of the tube against her anus and squeezed. Susana bucked her hips. "No," she said. She looked at Frank. "Daddy's NAUGHTY, baby," she said, rubbing and rolling the slippery tip of his cock between her fingers. "Wants to poke his dick in mama's bum-bum. That's not NICE, is it, baby?" Frank was past caring about anything except the mounting pressure in his loins. "No, mama," he said automatically. "It's not nice." Susana smiled indulgently, frigged a little faster. "It is SOMETIMES," she said. "But not tonight. That's KINKY, and mama doesn't want any KINKY sex tonight. Mama just wants a simple, straightforward FUCK." She looked back at Neil. "So stop buggering about, and FUCK." Neil shrugged, dripped more jelly into his hand and spread it over his cock, then screwed the top back on the tube and dropped it on the floor. He slipped easily into her and settled quickly into a steady, deep-thrusting rhythm. Susana sighed with satisfaction and wrapped her legs around him, pinning his upper arms to his sides. She groped in the gap between the pillows and the back of the sofa and found the vibrator, switched it on and angled it into the broad V between her legs. "Zzzzzzzzzzz," it said, communicating directly and simultaneously with her clitoris and the upper surface of Neil's driving, pounding prick. "Zzzz-ZZZ-zzzz-ZZ-zzz." Susana checked on Frank, found his gaze glued to her upthrust pussy, his lips working in time with Neil's insistent stroking. "Fuck her, daddy," he muttered. "Fuck mama. Fuck her HARD." Susana squeezed and milked his tool. "D'you like that, baby?" she murmured, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Like that," he echoed. "Looks GOOD." He began thrusting with his hips, matching Neil stroke for stroke, screwing his straining cock through her encircling fingers. "Frankie fuck, mama. Frankie fuck too." He was close to orgasm. "You want to come, baby?" whispered Susana. "Want to come in mama's mouth?" He kept thrusting, transferred his pop-eyed gaze to her face. She gazed back, opened her mouth and licked her lips voluptuously. Frank was ecstatic. "Oh yes, mama," he cried. "Frankie want." Susana let go of his prick. "You do it, baby," she said. "Fuck Frankie's fingers. Make Frankie come, baby. Come in mama's mouth." Frank grabbed his cock and frigged feverishly. "Yes," he said rapturously. "Yes, yes, YES! Frankie come. Get ready, mama. Frankie's gonna come." Susana waggled her tongue at him, worked the vibrator against her clitoris and toyed with her nipples. Neil fucked her faster, deeper, froze for an instant, thrust another half-dozen times and then lost his battle for control. "Yes," he yelled, grinding his hips hard against her buttocks, his cock jammed deep in her cunt as he climaxed. "Oh shit, yes!" Susana pressed the vibrator harder into her crotch and came, too, her hips heaving and her fingers plucking passionately at her left nipple. She gasped, gaped, focused on Frank's flying fist and the swollen tip of his cock. "Come, baby," she urged. "Come in mama's mouth. Come NOW." Frank rested his knees on the edge of the sofa beside her head and beat furiously at his bursting tool. "I'm coming, mama," he gurgled. "Get ready, mama. Get ready, Frankie's comingggg . . . aaahhhhh." Semen jetted out of him and splashed on the cushion behind Susana's head. He clamped harder on his cock, adjusted his aim and directed the next dollops squarely into her open, eager mouth. She savored juniper, swallowed, and strained for more. "Oh, yes, mama," cried Frank, squeezing out another spurt of gin-flavored jism. "Drink it, mama. Drink Frankie's cum." He wrung the last drops from his aching prick and watched, redfaced and bug-eyed, as she licked her lips. "Tasty baby," she said. She closed her eyes and shuddered with a final aftershock of orgasm, then prodded Neil in the belly with the tip of the vibrator. "Off," she said. He stepped back, his softening tool slipping slug-like from her pussy, and she wormed her way down off the pillows, swept them off the sofa and sat up, panting softly. Frank leaned down and tried to nuzzle her breast. "Titty, mummy," he said. "Baby wants more titty." Susana twitched irritably and pushed him away. "Oh COME on, Frank," she said. "Grow UP." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----