Message-ID: <18015eli$9812140431@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Martina Lee" Subject: The Frog (Part 2 of 17/17 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: <19981213201333.27886.qmail@hotmail.com> This is the second and concluding part of "The Frog", the final chapter of my collected short stories "Oh Susana". I am posting all 17 chapters, including reposts of the four chapters submitted previously. Please feel free to comment. WARNING: This is adult entertainment only, dealing with sex and sexual subjects in explicit language and detail. If you are under age for that kind of thing, leave now. This story, and others in the Oh, Susana series, may be reposted on ASSM, and redirected to ASS, but may not be put to commercial use by anyone but myself. I am willing to discuss them on ASSD or you can email me. Oh, Susana! The erotic adventures of a South Seas sexpot by Martina Lee aka SUSANA The Frog Part 2 Susana opened her mouth wide and lowered it over his cock like a mantle, closed her lips about halfway down and then dived. Frank grunted, and his belly shook. Susana worked her way back to the top of the pole and dived again. And again. And again, picking up speed with each pass, the fingers of her left hand screwing at the base of his cock and her head bobbing like a parrot on a perch. Finally, sensing that he was closing rapidly on the point of no return, she raised her head and grinned conspiratorially at him. "Mama's pussy is all WET, baby," she whispered. "Want to see it?" Frank nodded weakly and she stood up, covered her crotch coyly with one hand and used the other to ease her panties off her hips and bottom and down her legs, to the point where gravity could take over. She stepped out of the panties, placed her feet apart and whispered again: "Look, baby. See mama's cunt. See mama's hot, wet pussy." His bulging eyes focused on her crotch as she took her hand away and thrust her pelvis forward, then parted her labia with the index fingers of both hands to show him the glistening pink inner workings of her cunt. "Want a closer look?" she breathed. He nodded again and licked his lips. Susana stepped up on to the sofa and settled her feet to either side of his chest, her black-fuzzed pudenda a mere thirty centimetres from his greedy eyes. "Look, baby," she said, peeling open the labia with her fingers. "But don't TOUCH," she added as he brought a hand up between her legs. "Mustn't touch. Baby mustn't touch mama's pussy. No. No. That's NAUGHTY." Frank dropped his hand and sighed in resignation. "Look, baby, look," said Susana. "See how HOT mama is. See how HOT and WET." She slipped a finger into her vagina, probed deeply, then drew it out and held it close under his nose. "Smell that, baby. Smell mama's pussy, mama's hot, WET pussy." Frank closed his eyes and sniffed, then snapped at the finger and sucked it into his mouth. "Oh," said Susana. "Baby LIKES that. LOVES the taste of mama's pussy. Here, baby, have some MORE." She plucked her finger from his mouth, held his head in both hands, and pulled his face into her crotch. "Oh, Frankie," she murmured, as he snaked his tongue into her slit. "Oh, baby, NAUGHTY baby. Making mama HOT. Making mama do NAUGHTY things. Lick it, baby, lick it. Lick mama's pussy, baby. Ooh, mama's so HOT." She rolled her hips. "HOT. Hot and ITCHY. Itchy for COCK. Mama wants to FUCK!" Frank pulled away from her crotch and looked up, eagerly. She stared back at him, her eyes widening in mock horror. "Oh no, Frankie," she gasped. "Mama didn't mean . . ." She took a half-step backwards, almost lost her balance and steadied herself by grabbing his shoulders, then bent her knees and lowered her bottom until she was sitting astride his thighs. She lifted her left hand and touched his lips, caressed his cheek, spoke earnestly: "Oh, Frankie, mama CAN'T fuck her BABY. Frankie-wankie can't fuck his MAMA." She trailed her right hand down his chest and over his belly, took hold of his cock and masturbated him absently as she babbled on. "Oh, no. Can't fuck his mama. That's REALLY naughty. REALLY disgusting. That's a SIN. Only daddy can fuck Frankie's mama. Only daddy can stick his great big, stiff, lovely hot cock into mama's hot, wet, itchy pussy. Oh, yes. Frankie can't, Frankie mustn't. Mama can't fuck her baby. That's a DREADFUL sin. Only daddy . . ." Frank twitched with annoyance. "FUCK daddy," he muttered. Susana beamed at him. "THAT'S right, baby, mama's going to fuck daddy. And Frankie's going to watch." Still pulling at Frank's dick with her right hand, she half-turned and held out her left hand in Neil's direction, clicked her fingers and beckoned. Neil hadn't stirred from his chair the whole time, just sat and watched with mounting amusement, but he was more than ready to answer the call to duty. He crushed out his cigarette, stood up and walked over to the sofa, unbuttoning his shirt. Susana deftly unzipped and unbuckled him one-handed, and his trousers fell around his ankles. He stepped free of them, peeled off his shirt, bent to slip out of his briefs, and then straightened up, his cock weaving like a missile launcher searching for a target. Susana squeezed and pumped Frank's prick. "Look, baby," she said. "See daddy's dick. Mama LOVES daddy's dick." She wrapped the fingers of her other hand around it and milked. ". . . LOVES to have his big, hard dick in her hot, wet pussy. Does that make you jealous, baby? Never mind, mama will take care of Frankie while daddy fucks her." She let go of both cocks and did an acrobatic backflip off Frank's legs to the floor, then stood up and looked around the room. "I need some pillows," she told Neil, and pointed to the bedroom door. As he hastened to obey she turned back to Frank. "Move, baby," she said. "Mama has to lie down." She pulled him to his feet, plucked the vibrator from between the squab and seat cushions, and settled lengthwise on the sofa. "Look, baby," she said, and licked the head of the vibrator, switched it on and spread her legs. "Oooh," she said, as she caressed the sides of her cunt with the tip of the buzzing implement. "Aaaaah," she breathed, sliding it slowly into her slit. 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. 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