\ *****THE DESIRE TO KNOW*****
***CHAPTER 3***
Spurred on by the sharp caress of Frank's hand against her bottom,
Paula felt the animal passion trapped inside of her for so long
released in one breathtaking moment.
After having his cock expertly sucked, Frank sought to return the
favor and regain the control he enjoyed only minutes before. He told
her to stand up, and as she did, He reached out and slid her skirt down
her legs.
There, before his eyes, Paula's extremely ready pussy came into his
view. He took in the sight of what has often been described as the
closest thing to heaven on earth.
Beneath the wispy curls of the light brown hair, Frank could see
the pouty petal shaped labia, and the moisture clinging to it. He
licked his lips and put his hands behind her, cupping her still warm
ass in them. Paula moaned as she felt herself being pulled back down
onto the sofa, this time being laid on her back.
Paula watched his face when he gently urged her thighs to part. He
was looking down into her pussy with a look of hunger on his face. Then
she saw the top of his head when he bowed it. Teasingly, Frank's tongue
lightly ran over the moist lips of her cunt.
The feeling for the lust driven attorney, was one of electricity.
His tongue caused sparks to shoot from her cunt as if some kind of
connection had been made. After a few revolutions around her pussylips,
Frank stiffened his oral digit and swabbed inbetween the petals.
Paula's hands shot out and clawed at his hair, trying to pull him
deep inside of her. She wailed long and loud when she felt his tongue
entering her pussy to mix with her copious juices. Frank swirled his
tongue around just inside her cunt while she ground herself against
him, on the brink of a shattering climax.
Her legs came up and around his shoulders while she labored on his
mouth. Frank, sensing she was ready to explode then brought his mouth
up, and with his fingers to pull the skin aside; exposed her engorged
clit and promptly brought him lips to it. He sucked it into his mouth
and stabbed at it with his tongue.
It was all she needed to send her over that cliff into orgasmic
oblivion. It was incredible. Paula's ass came up off the sofa, her legs
rising higher and clamped tighter around Frank's shoulders while he did
his best to keep his mouth glued to her throbbing clitoris.
One orgasm was not going to be enough to satisfy Paula's needs. She
rolled her head back and forth and begged almost incoherently for him
to bury his prick inside of her. Rising up, Frank looked down at her
pussy and saw it seemingly coming to life. The lips looked as if they
were wings beating back and forth. Paula had taken to rubbing her clit
maddeningly with both hands.
Frank was hard again, and well ready to fuck the sizzling blonde
under him. He took her legs and draped them over his shoulders. He was
just about to grasp his cock and guide it to her waiting tunnel when
Paula took it upon herself to perform the task.
With her eyes and mouth wide open, Paula brought his prick to her
opening and thrust her hips out. Tears of indescribable pleasure came
to her eyes when he sank into her. She locked her arms around his back
and held on for dear life while he began to fuck her with long,
glorious strokes.
A half hour earlier, this scene would have been unthinkable. But
not so, now. Paula's voice rose a full octave with each inward
pistoning from Frank. Fingernails bit into his flesh while the woman
literally fucked him from her position beneath him.
He knew that he would not be able to hold out for very long at this
rate. Frank only hoped that it would be long enough to bring her to the
summit once again. It wasn't hard to see that Paula was ready to
explode again, so Frank rose up and rested his weight on the arms of the
sofa. He grabbed hold of it and picked up the pace of their copulation
threefold.
Plastering his mouth to hers, Frank drove his cock home with
unmistakable squishing sounds. Paula was desperately clawing his back
and chewing on his lips.
With a final heaving grunt, Frank felt his balls tighten and begin
to spill it's juice into her milking cunt. Paula screamed into his
mouth began to claw his ass, trying to pull him deeper and deeper
inside. Frank was finished but Paula was not quite ready to let his
prick go just yet.
The pretty woman was a woman possessed when she almost demonically
slid herself over his now useless shaft. When it became apparrent that
his dick wasn't going to be able to get her off, Paula cried out in
frustration and unceremoniously ejected him from within her.
When Frank pulled himself off of her, Paula's hand shot down to her
pussy and started to finish the job he could not complete. First two,
then three of her fingers were being jammed inside the channel between
her lewdly opened thighs.
Frank leaned over and started whispering in her ear that she is
being naughty and would be getting another spanking unless she removes
her fingers from her pussy right that second. He didn't intend to carry
that threat out, but the effect it had upon the lust crazed attorney
was the desired one.
Her other hand flew to her cunt mound and started maddeningly
rolling over her clit. As intended, the thought of another spanking was
what was going to sent her over the top. While he kept his lips pressed
to her ear, telling her in detail how he was going to punish her, Paula
screamed out in abandon when her orgasm took control of her body.
It was nearly five minutes before her breathing returned to
something close to normal. She looked at him in apprehension because of
what he told her.
"Well, now" Frank started. "It seems that if you weren't worried
about any price you must pay for your pleasure." He said with a smile
on his face.
No, that wasn't totally true. Not after the fact, at least. While
Paula had to admit that the earlier spanking turned her on beyond her
wildest dreams, but it also confused her to know that it HAD turned her
on.
Feeling naked all of a sudden, Paula felt the need to somehow cover
herself from his lusty gaze. But Frank scooped her in his arms and
carried her into his bedroom, where for the first time in several
months, Paula fell into a dreamless sleep with Frank's shoulder being
used as a pillow.
It was several minutes before Frank was able to fall asleep. With
the pretty blonde snuggled up against him, lightly snoring, He wondered
to himself if Paula would turn out to be the woman he'd been searching
for. So far, it seemed as if she just may be. But he intended to find
out for sure.
In the morning, after a shower and breakfast, Frank brought Paula
back to her own home, leaving her with a kiss on the cheek as if the
night before hadn't happened. The one difference was that he had no
further activity planned for them. Just a kiss on the cheek and off he
went.
The night before had opened a Pandora's Box of feelings she had
been having a hard time dealing with since she'd awaken that morning.
One, who the hell was he to treat her like that in the first place. And
two, how in the world could she have responded to him in the way she
had. For some reason, it was as if some unseen shield that held all her
inhibitions in check were magically swept away. To Paula's credit, she
DID know what it was that caused this to happen, understanding it was
an all together different story. One she was not sure she cared to
stick out until it's conclusion.
Two days passed without Paula hearing from Frank. She had begun to
get the idea that he had strung her along in his arrogant and
dominating way to only get one night of pleasure from her. If so, she
thought it was one of the strangest ways to do something like that.
You'll not be at all surprised to learn that in the past two days,
Paula had done quite a bit or reliving that night. Tucked into her bed
and her vibrator working it's special magic on her while her mind saw
in every detail what had happened to her at Frank's place.
It was on the night of that second day of not hearing from him when
he called her, waking her from the beginning of another of her dreams.
"Hello" She said sleepily into the phone.
"I've woken you." He said, neither in a surprised or an apologetic
tone. It was simply a statement.
To her own amazement, Paula heard herself saying "I wondered if you
were ever going to call me again." She said that and instantly kicked
herself mentally for saying it.
"Yes. I wanted to give you time to think before we go any farther."
Now here's an interesting development. Paula was wondering what
gave him the idea that she WANTED to go any farther, she was confused
enough as it was. And she mentioned this to him.
"You may not know it. But you've been saying it all along, ever since
our first date." He said, those words jolted her in way she could not
comprehend. It was true, she'd never made it known that she disliked
the way he treated her.
"Well, i'll make it easy for you." His voice was full of confidence.
"Can you honestly tell me that you don't want to take our relationship
farther?"
This was her chance to get rid of that monkey on her back. All she
had to do was tell him that she wanted to go no farther, and it would
be over with. After a few moments of thick silence, it became obvious
that she was not going to tell him that.
"Then I was right." He said. Paula began shaking as if cold.
"Paula, are you still there?" He asked. Somehow, she was able to find
her voice.
"Yes" she said, barely above a whisper.
"Have you been thinking about it?" His voice sounded lower, a bit more
ominous.
Paula could feel her face turning crimson. "Yes" she whispered again,
after a brief hesitation.
"I thought you would. And i'm glad you have. It'll make our next step
much easier to take."
Paula began to wonder what that next step could be. She didn't have
to wonder very long.
"You remember how I told you that you are expected to do what I ask of
you without hesitation?" Oh yes, she remembered all right.
"Yes" she said, her vocabulary becoming a bit limited in this man's
presence.
"Good, I want you to tell me what you are wearing right now."
There WAS a brief pause before she answered him. "A long t-shirt."
She said into the phone, trying in vain to comprehend the strange power
Frank held over her.
"Anything else, Paula?" he sounded quite severe when he said her name,
as if talking in a condescending way.
"Un underpants." she added when prompted. She was understandably very
nervous.
"This is what you sleep in?" That was an easy question to answer.
"Yes, I was sleeping when you called." She answered.
"Yes.. I want you naked, take them off."
"What?!" Paula found herself almost shouting into the mouthpiece.
"Is there something about what I said that you didn't understand?" He
asked chidingly.
"uhhh.. No"
"Then there will be no need to repeat myself, is there?" His tone was
more than just a little curt at that moment.
Paula felt almost as if his hand had shot through the phone and
slapped her face. Okay, she knew that she liked the way he treated her.
That much was obvious to her as even now she felt that hot tingling
from between her thighs that demanded her full attention. What she
didn't know was why, or even HOW she could be so spellbound.
She told him to hold the line, and removed her t-shirt and panties.
This was all done while still underneath her covers so she took no risk
of catching a chill.. At least not the kind that would indicate
coldness.
Once accomplished, the pretty woman picked up the receiver and told
him that she had done it.
"Very good, Paula. Now open your thighs" For some unthought of reason,
She never gave a moment's thought to not doing as he asked. Her shapely
thighs opened without a moment's pause.
"Are your legs spread, Paula?" He asked, she could hear him beginning
to breath heavy as well.
"Yes" the blonde attorney whispered into the phone.
"Good girl" He said, beginning to let his voice lose that sharp edge it
had in the previous few minutes. "Put your hand on your pussy and tell
me if you're wet"
Frank could hear a muffled moan coming from the other end of the
connection.
"mmmm Yeah" Paula's voice dripped of honey. The effect it had on Frank
was profound, he had taken his now hard cock out of his pants and began
stroking it.
"Yes, what Paula" he wanted her to say more than just `yes' to his
questions. he wanted to hear full details.
A slight pause here.. "Y Yes, i'm wet" she finally answered.
"That's better.. Now I want you to put a finger inside of yourself. And
tell me about it while you're doing it"
The thought of having someone listening to her masturbate both
embarrassed, and thrilled her in an indescribable way. Slowly, her slim
index finger parted the lips of her moist pussy and disappeared within.
"ahhh.. it's in" Paula's voice getting shaky
Frank's prick was starting to ooze pre-come while he stroked it
with more powerful strokes. Listening to Paula playing with herself
was making him almost as hot as having the pretty lady right next to
him.
"How does it feel, Paula?" She could tell from his voice that he was
turned on too. That realization made her pussy clamp down on her
finger.
"Feels goooood." she moaned. Almost of it's own violation, her finger
began to piston in and out at a much quicker pace.
"Does it feel as good as my cock inside of you?" He wanted to know.
"OH!.. oh god i'm gonna come!" Paula shouted, losing herself and
dropping the phone just as Frank yelled "NO!"
The thought of him fucking her was all it took to send a jolting
orgasm through her. She heard him tell her no, but the truth be known,
there was no way she could have stopped even if she WANTED to.. Not
that she wanted to for an instant.
Forty-five seconds later, after she had recovered somewhat, she
picked up the dropped phone and put it to her ear. Paula heard him
seemingly on the verge of his own climax.. "Paula. are you there?"
"Yes, i'm here" She said, still turned on while she listened to his
groans.
"I told you not to come" He said, clearly out of breath. A sharp
moan came from his end of the line. "You're going to learn that I mean
what I say, Paula". His nuts tightened like a vise just before erupting
and spilling come all over his stomach and thighs.
Frank was still out of breath when he began talking again. Paula
was in a not too much better state herself as listening to him kept her
in the same state of arousal.
"You know what happens when you don't do as I say, don't you?" His
voice was returning to normal, sounding curt again.
"I'm sorry." was all the blonde maned woman could think of to say at
that moment.
"ANSWER ME!" He suddenly barked, making Paula flinch on the other end
of the phone.
"Yes" she said, her voice once again becoming very small.
"Then you'll tell me what happens." came his immediate reply.
There were several seconds silence before Paula spoke again.
Somehow, her hand had found it's way between her thighs and was
manipulating her anxious pussy.
"A sp spanking" she said, hoping against hope that her voice didn't
betray her.
"Fine." He answered shortly. "Go back to sleep, Paula. We'll discuss it
tomorrow after dinner."
Before Paula could voice a reply, he had broken the connection,
leaving her with her thoughts. The first thought to pop into her head
was that there was no way humanly possible that she was going to be
able to get back to sleep anytime soon. No, her pussy required much
more attention.
Reaching inside her nightstand, The pretty attorney brought out her
vibrator and promptly turned it on and put it right where she thought
it would do her the most good. She wanted her cunt filled, and filled
it was.. albeit with plastic instead of the throbbing flesh she craved.
She was expert at gliding the buzzing phallic shaped vibrator in
and out of her now sopping pussy. She didn't try to stifle her moans of
pleasure as her free hand began to massage her clit. Soon her ass came
up off of the bed while the vibrator continued to works it's
undemanding magic on her.
Two or three nice, but somehow lacking climaxes later, Paula
decided that she needed a shower as her body glistened with
persperation after her unexpected workout. Already, she was looking
forward to `discussing' the subject she knew would be painful and
extremely thrilling at the same time. She was getting turned on again
as she slipped her curvaceous body under the warm spray of the shower.