The Collection
Published by Marlyn Collins
Copyright 2011 Marlyn Collins
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Story 1 The anniversary Gift: Contemporary
Story 2 Day of the Witch: In the Louisiana Swamp.
Story 3 The Mating of Jaybeth: Fantasy
The Anniversary Gift
This was their third wedding anniversary, and Grant had promised her a wonderfully unique experience. Delta was a little surprised when he told her she must wear a blindfold.
He led her down some concrete steps to an iron door. He knocked three times and the door creaked open. They stepped inside a dimly lit corridor and Grant took the blindfold that was handed to him and placed it over her eyes.
Delta thought this was a little creepy and a small amount of fear crept into her mind.
He led her into a room and began to undress her all except for her crotch less panties and her nipple less bra, which were also anniversary gifts from him. He said it was just a part of his total gift. She was about to receive the rest.
He led her to some sort of funky seat where she was strapped in with her legs spread apart. From what she could feel there was a round hole in the seat and it felt similar to a toilet seat, and leg rests that were slightly padded. The whole idea of the chair was erotic to say the least.
“Grant what is this thing I am strapped into?”
“Don’t worry my sweet it is just a fucking chair. Trust me you are going to enjoy this.”
She felt wet warmth on first one nipple then the other as he suckled them. Afterward he rubbed something warm on them. A tingling sensation flowed through her body all the way to her pussy. Next she felt his fingers applying something warm to her clitoris. She tried to squirm but the straps prevented any movement on her part. She wanted to rub herself against his fingers. Whatever it was it made her clit throb with pleasure and her nipples were throbbing too.
The next thing she knew she was slowly moving through the air. She didn’t know if it was up or down or sideways, all she knew was she had the sensation she was floating. Then the leg rests began to fold pushing her knees up toward her chest with her feet going up and out. The position was causing her imagination to work overtime. Moving through the dark reminded her of a theme park ride.
“Grant where are you?” There was a small amount of trepidation in her voice.
“Not to worry, I am right here.” His voice seemed to come from somewhere below her. “I don’t want you to talk, just let the sensations flow through your body. I am controlling everything.”
“Okay.” She tried to relax but it was somewhat difficult with her parts throbbing, demanding release.
The next thing she felt was his cock going into her hole and it felt delicious. She was slowly turning with his cock buried inside her. It was the most thrilling sensation ever, next she felt him plunging in and out while she slowly turned. God he felt good. She threw her head back and moaned. She wanted to take off the blindfold to see what was happening, but her hands were strapped down.
They were having kinky sex without her being able to give as good as she got. Wave after wave of intense pleasure pulsed through her. Without sight, and only sensation her body started to experience liquid fire rushing through her from her pussy to her brain.
Never had such incredible sensuous vibes run through her before. Grant was the love of her life and their sex life was normally great, but this was erotic, nasty, and fun. Her muscles tensed and all she could do was remain still when she wanted to move her hips in time to his plunging cock.
The tempo of his thrusts increased until she cried out “I’m coming, oh God I’m coming,” as she came in a mind-blowing climax. Her vaginal walls began to spasm around his erection increasing her pleasure and his. He climaxed right after her with a guttural cry. He had kept his promise and she decided that next time, because there would be a next time, she wouldn’t need a blindfold.
“I love you Grant.”
“I love you too Delta. Do you want to come here again? If you do I can arrange it.”
“How about my birthday?” she answered.
“It’s a date.”
“I can hardly wait,” she giggled. “You, my love, give great gifts.”
“I still have more gifts to give you,” he said as he hardened and thrust into her again. “This time I think I’ll spin you faster.” And he did.
The end
Day of the Witch
Libby Darnell had lived in the swamps in the same house built by her parents her whole life with nothing but her tabby cat. The only sex she ever had was in her dreams. Everyone said ole Libby was a witch and she could turn a man to stone with the wink of her eye.
Of course no stone men were ever found anywhere near her place. Then again no one ever went near her place, except for Joey Claymore who stumbled upon Libby relaxing on her porch one day.
He’d been coming around about once every month for the last six months bringing her some little trinket. She knew he was due to pop up either today or tomorrow and she had a plan. Today she decided to relax on her porch nude. She didn’t want there to be any doubt in his mind as to what she wanted. Sure enough he showed up right on cue.
“You’re about the purtiest sight I ever did see. Just look at them tits,” wheezed Joey through his teeth. He stood and stared at her like a hungry wolf. She was pleased with his reaction. He was tall and broad shouldered with narrow hips. To her he was as good looking as her pa had been. He had short red hair and green eyes. He mostly plied the swamps hunting frogs to sell.
“You lost?” she teased.
“I musta took a wrong turn back a ways.” He joked with her.
“Well,” said Libby “would you like to come and sit a spell.” She hoped she could convince him to get naked with her. Then maybe she could finally get it on with a real man.
“Yes’um,” said Joey.
“What is a big strapping boy like you doing in the swamp?”
“Critter huntin,” he said.
“Really, would you consider me a critter?”
“Well sweetheart you wasn’t what I had in mind when I set out this morning but you’ll moren due.”
“You look to be pretty clean for having tromped through the swamps.”
He grinned as he answered. “I’s real careful like.”
She knew he came just to see her and that she was the only critter he had in mind. She didn’t care, in fact she knew when he came to see her the second time she was going to get him to fuck her.
When she was young she watched her parents do it through a knot hole in their bedroom. They had so much fun they did it almost every day and she watched nearly everyday for about a year then she got bored just watching them and she stopped. Sometimes her ma would be on top and sometimes her pa would take her ma from behind. It was their regular afternoon activity.
Since she couldn’t participate she usually went searching for gators or snakes or birds. Sometimes she would see birds mating or frogs mating. Her best find was a birds nest with eggs in it.
“I got a boat tied over yonder.”
“Do you now. You should take off them clothes and make yourself comfortable.” She knew if she could get him to undress maybe he would show her a real good time. Her mom and dad had been taken a few years back by some illness. She was just sixteen at the time and she had been fending for herself ever since. They always told her that when she turned eighteen they would find a husband for her. But alas she was now twenty and no male had ever come near her.
After her parents passed she had work to do to keep their vegetable garden going and fishing for her food there being no real money and no way for her to get to town if she had some.
Not until Joey stumbled across her place did she even think about fucking. Now it was all she could think about.
“You sure about that,” asked Joey.
“Do you see me wearing any clothes? I have decided I don’t like them, they get in my way.”
“Way of what?” he asked.
“Just in my way in general, and besides I find it’s much cooler this way.”
“Well okay then ifn that’s what you want me to do.”
Libby watched as he removed his t-shirt and bib overalls. He wasn’t wearing any underwear. He looked big, bigger en her father. He was going to get the pleasure of popping her cherry. She didn’t much care how long it took him to do it either. She tried hard to remember what she saw her mother do to her father through the knot hole. She lifted her legs and draped them over the arms of the rocking chair where she sat.
“You interested in a little fun and games?”
“You better be sure you want me that way, cause Libby darling once I have you I ain’t ever leaving you alone again. I’ll be moving in here with you.”
“Is that a promise?”
“It sure as hell is!”
“Come on now,” Libby crooked her finger at him to come to her. “I want you right here beside me.” She took hold of his cock and kissed the head of it. Next she swirled her tongue around the head of it the way she had seen her mother do it to her father.
“Holy crap,” cried Joey
“Don’t you like it?” she asked as she did it again.
“I sure do Libby girl.”
He ran the tip of his finger over one nipple and she almost fainted. A jolt ran directly from her nipple to her pussy and caused her insides to contract. It caused her to suck a little harder on him. Joey took both of her tits in his hands and massaged them. Now her twat was starting to pucker. No wonder her parents had done this nearly every day.
Libby let go of Joeys Popsicle and said, “Let’s go inside.” He followed her like little puppy into her bedroom. She laid down and spread her legs wide. Joey nestled between her thighs and kissed her. His tongue invaded her mouth and explored it. She shivered in response. She was surprised he tasted like blackberries.
“It’s your last chance to say no,” he whispered.
“I don’t want to say no, I want you inside me. I need you Joey.”
He rubbed his pecker through her wet folds to her clit and her hips involuntarily thrust upward. Next he took his pecker and tapped it against her clit a few times. She moaned.
When he pushed into her she experienced a momentary twinge but then as he moved it was sweet. Fire raced up her insides and her breath caught in her throat. Oh yes, this was going to become a regular activity for her and Joey.
“God but your pussy is tight,” he groaned.
“It’s never been used before,” she panted.
He sucked a nipple into his mouth, heat swirled throughout her body. She wondered if anyone had ever gone mad from pure pleasure. Her face began to heat up, her body tightened. Joey was giving her the fucking she had always dreamed of. The kind her pa had given her ma. The intensity of her pleasure increased with each thrust of his hips.
Suddenly she screamed, “oh Joey.” She began to move her hips back and forth in rhythm with Joey’s plunging cock. Her body stiffened and Joey increased the tempo of his thrusts then a guttural cry escaped her lips as well as his and her world exploded in a rush of ecstasy. They collapsed together on the bed.
“I think love you Joey.” He kissed her soundly.
“I know I love you Libby girl, and as soon as I can catch my breath I’m goanna love you all over again. What do you say to that?”
“I say yes, yes, and yes.”
The end
The Mating of Jaybeth
Wheeler squatted down and sniffed the air. The females scent was growing stronger and he could discern the fragrance of her heat. Judging by how much stronger it had become, he knew she was entering the final phase of her cycle.
He had to find her and soon before she became crazed by lust and went berserk and quite possibly hurt herself. He had missed her last cycle by over seven moons and vowed not to miss this one.
Last time he had meant to follow her then and stay close, but not let her see him. Somehow she had slipped away and disappeared into the city. Once past her heat she no longer gave off a strong enough scent to follow. This time would be different. This time he didn’t care if she saw him.
Jaybeth was a researcher and had been sent to live among the humans of earth to see if they would be able to interbreed. She always made herself an integral part of her research and would not welcome Wheeler unless she was in the deepest part of her cycle.
He rose from his crouch and darted in the direction of her scent along the path through the forested part of the park just outside the city. When he came to a juncture in the path he once again crouched and sniffed the air to determine which route she had taken.
His nostrils flared as her scent floated under his nose, telling him to take the path to the left. It went deeper into the forest. He wished he could figure out what she was up to.
****
Jaybeth sat hunched over on the log next to the path that led to the pond along the north side of the park. If she could just make it to the pond she could wade into its cooling waters and perhaps relieve the fire burning within her.
The critical part of her heat would be upon her very soon and without a proper mating her lust would heat her body to the point of combustion. This was her third cycle and each one became more intense. If she were properly mated and conceived then her next cycles would lessen in intensity.
Earth males had proven unsatisfactory. Their seed was simply incompatible or too weak to survive the trip through her body to her eggs. She rather thought it was the later because earth males insisted she eat cock first thus depositing their strongest sperm down her throat and not into her womb.
She tried to get them to mate her first with the promise she would eat their cocks afterward, but to no avail. The second problem was they did not swell and lock inside her body and a good deal of their seed leaked out of her channel. It made her wonder how humans managed to procreate at all.
Her body temperature began a rapid rise telling her she was near her peak fertility and soon without a mate she would be consumed with fiery heat.
Groaning she rose from her seat on the log and turned to continue along the path to the pond. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind by arms strong as steel bands. She knew whose they were the minute she looked down and saw the red dagger on the back of Wheeler’s hand.
“Wheeler, no you mustn’t. I am not for you.” His hot mouth latched onto her neck and he began to suck the tender spot just below her ear. “Wheeler, stop.” He didn’t listen. She knew he was inflamed by her scent, knew she would need to accept him as her mate or burn up.
Damn why did he have to find her now? She struggled to break the hold he had on her midsection, but it was no use. She could feel his huge erection pressing against her backside and she wanted him inside her, wanted to experience him swelling in her and squirting his seed into her womb.
The only problem was it would ruin her research here and she would be forced to go back to Elan a failure. Her first ever.
****
Wheeler began a mind meld with Jaybeth, telling her to relax and let him help her through her lust filled heat. They could mate for hours over the next seven moons and then she could go back to her research.
“I have brought you two males who are willing to mate with humans, and they are waiting back at my place in a deep sleep. They will not wake for nine moons. You will not fail your task just yet.”
His tongue traveled up her jaw to the corner of her mouth, nipping her lightly. She stopped struggling and moaned. His erection grew harder. His hips thrust against her.
“Open up and let me in Jaybeth. Let me ease your discomfort.” Her body began to shake, a sign she would be at her peak in mere moments. She raised her skirt and bent forward, then opened her pussy to allow him entrance. She was so wet he had no trouble entering her.
Her pussy was like fire on his cock as he thrust back and forth in her tight channel. It would soon get much tighter as her shuddering indicated she was near completion. Then he let go and the swelling of his cock made it impossible for him to continue any movement. His seed shot from the tip of his cock into the mouth of her womb. He continued to shoot into her for ten minutes before his cock began to soften and fall free of her clinging pussy.
****
Her pussy let loose a surfeit of lubrication at Wheelers request. She had no choice but to let him in. When she opened her pussy to him and he thrust inside, she realized it was the right thing to do. The soothing feel of his thrusts into her fevered channel brought instant relief.
The ridge just behind the head of his cock rubbed her insides as it continued to swell and stretch her. This was her first mating with an Elan male and he made humans pale in comparison. She wondered if she could eat him when they were done. Did he taste like humans who were salty and slightly bitter? Making the decision to find out she relaxed and let her body react to Wheeler’s thrusts.
They would mate several times for the next few days even though she knew it would not be necessary for her to conceive. The mating itself gave her the relief she needed. His thrusts continued until she shuddered and her pussy began squeezing his cock to bring forth his seed. She concentrated all her energy onto his immense cock, milking it of his seed. Then shuddered her orgasm.
His cock swelled even further, filling her, stretching her womb open, and then she experienced his hot seed pouring into her open womb. She shivered in his arms as her temperature immediately began to come down, but she knew it would go up again in a few hours and they would repeat the mating, but next time in a more comfortable setting.
Standing up straight was nearly impossible because Wheeler was buried so deep within her and her bent over position was terribly uncomfortable. As soon as he softened and pulled out of her with a plop she breathed a sigh relief. She also sensed a loss, one she couldn’t explain.
“Wheeler, can you control the size of your cock?”
“To some degree, why?” He turned her around to face him, his cock hanging limp from his pants, long strand of silvery moisture hung off the end. She reached down and grasped it in her hands.
“Because I want to taste it,” she said.
“You want to what?” His look one of puzzlement.
“I want to taste you. It’s what all the human males want. They call it eating cock. They want it before mating and I think it is what has made fertilization impossible.” She knelt down and took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked some of his seed that remained inside his cock into her mouth. It was sweet and tangy, like the first lemon drop she had been given.
She looked up at him from her position on the ground and smiled. “You taste good, much better than a human male. Do you like what I’m doing?”
“Yes,” he groaned as he tried very hard not to swell in her mouth. “What do the human males do for you?”
“When I’m through with them they lick my pussy, which feels very pleasant and makes me want to mate with them even though I’m not in season.”
Wheeler pulled his cock from her mouth and put it back in his pants. “We need to save it for later. Do you want to wait here for our next mating or go someplace else?”
“We can go to my apartment and be comfortable and I can eat you while we wait for my cycle to build.”
On the way to her place Wheeler asked about her research. “Have neither of the females you brought for your research been able to conceive?”
“No, and since none of our cycles coincide there is always one of us trying, and we have tried males of different colors, different sizes, and all have been extremely healthy. I believe eating cock is the problem. They insist they come in our mouths or on our breasts. It’s a waste of their seed.”
By the time they arrived at Jaybeth’s apartment her cycle was beginning to build and they wasted no time in getting ready for another mating.
First she licked him and sucked him for a while and then he returned the favor and she soon discovered a heightened arousal as her fever built to a frenzy. Wheeler’s tongue was larger and firmer than the human males she had been with and with the addition of her heat cycle she was ready impale herself on him.
“Wheeler, I need you inside me now.” The look he gave her said he knew as much as he raised himself up over her and sunk his huge cock into her burning pussy. He buried it to the hilt and let it rest there soaking in her swelling heat.
She gloried in his hard member and squeezed her canal around him, making him shudder and causing his cock to throb so much it jumped inside her nearly sending her over the edge.
He began to move inside her thrusting gently until she cried out “harder Wheeler, harder.” His cock began to swell and lengthen even more as he began pumping very fast until she clamped down on him milking his cock.
She knew the moment he let go of his control as he swelled until they were locked together and his seed once again shot into her open womb. “You can’t shoot without swelling can you?” she asked as she caressed his cheek.
“No, and I can’t shoot till your cunt begins to milk it either.”
“No matter I like you this way, but if I were not in heat my womb would not open up and accept your seed either. It would stay closed and as soon as you soften and pull out it would run out of me like water out of a spigot.”
****
Wheeler had to admit he liked her licking and sucking him and it was very hard not to swell inside her mouth, but he was afraid if they tied in that position she might very well choke to death.
He was surprised at her response to his licking and sucking her. Her juices were very sweet and slightly grassy and as her body temperature rose they became more profuse and grassier. Her scent caused him to harden and when she told him she needed him inside her he couldn’t refuse even though he was not fully erect yet.
He lodged his cock inside her and let it rest while it finished engorging. The process caused his member to jump as he brought it to a larger state. When she urged him to plunge into her harder he let himself lengthen and swell a little more, but refrained from letting himself go until she began to milk his cock with her swelling canal.
The undulations of her muscular contractions brought forth his seed in waves of supreme satisfaction. The more she milked him the longer and more forcefully he spewed his seed.
Groaning he held her tight and rolled onto his back to let her rest on top of him. His hands caressed her back as she continued to shudder in his arms and her pussy continued to milk him. Twenty minutes later they fell asleep, they needed the rest for the next episode of her heat cycle.
The End
About the Author
Marlyn Collins is the pen name of a sister writing team. Although they currently live in different states, they have no trouble developing sassy heroines, hunky heroes, and spicy antagonists.
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