0 comments/ 77114 views/ 2 favorites Taming Of The Shrew By: Chilly1 I am from a non English speaking country and so please don't mind my English. So here goes: * * * * * I feel man was made to give pleasure to a woman and one of the best ways to make a woman happy was to service her ass. This thought occurs to me whenever I see Jennifer May's beautiful ass. Nothing unusual except that she's is older to me - she being about 40 and me 24, she's my landlady and a shrew one at that. Mr. May had left her about 4 years back for a younger woman, whom he met, of all the places, in the underground tube. Mrs. May, although sexy, was choleric in nature. Her behavior was most unpredictable. Everyone around feared her. Probably this was the reason for her hubby to elope. After his departure she became even more acrimonious. But I found her very sexy indeed. Her ass was her best asset - not firm but fleshy and kneadable. She wasn't a bit fat, but for a woman of her age she was having the best-rounded features. Her tits were big and juicy. I bet men would have left everything to get a piece of her, if not for her incensed behavior. I sometimes resented for having taken this room because of her acidic tongue. But with my allowance this was the cheapest and the closest room I could get near my college. A number of times, the thought of changing the room appeared to me, but the distant prospect of bedding Mrs. May put all those thoughts to the back burner. I tried to get close to her by talking to her whenever she appeared calm, but usually left being scolded for one thing or another. A couple of times like this and my mind was made to possess her at whatever cost. But with all the tricks in the book seeming to fail, I finally posted my problem on an Internet community site for help in trying to get Mrs. May somehow to the bed. I wrote about all our encounters and the tricks that I had tried and the humiliation that I received. I prayed for some good response. The e-mails dropped in by the lots. But most of them were aimed at telling me to leave Mrs. May alone and find anybody else. Oh, if only they had seen Mrs. May! One particular letter caught my attention. For it said that if I was serious and would go to any lengths, it could offer some instructions. I e-mailed back saying I was dying to bed Mrs. May and would do anything for that, come what may. I waited for the reply. The unnamed savior replied with instructions on how to get going. "First try to attract her by showing your body as much as possible. Then make some slight overtures. Talk lovingly to her and get her to wind down as much as possible. Then make the kill. If she still turns you down, strip completely and act forcibly, but gently. This should get it done. Finally after everything, don't forget to give her one long deep kiss. E-mail back whether it works or not." I planned out the event for the coming weekend. Although the forcing part made me a little nervous, but as I said I'd do anything for getting Mrs. May, I decided to take the chance. I prayed everything would go out fine. Saturday came. I knew Mrs. May would be on the terrace tendering to her small terrace-garden. So I positioned myself out in the open yard as if repairing my vehicle. I had only my shorts and sneakers on. My whole body was glistening in the morning sunlight. I could see Mrs. May glancing at me from the terrace. Goal 1. Yes, it could work. After an hour or so of acting, I went inside the house when I couldn't spot Mrs. May on the terrace anymore. She was seated on the sofa reading some mag. I looked at her and said something about the weather being hot. She looked up at me and spat out "So what?" She was looking at my body, but immediately returned to her mag, may be as if not to get aroused. I went up the stairs to my room and knew for sure that Mrs. May's eyes would be following me now. Good work, I patted myself. Evening came and I took downstairs a bottle of some old port wine. I found her in front of the telly. She was wearing a loose top and a knee-length skirt. I was really aroused by her sight and the thought of my plans to seduce her. "Would you care for some wine Mrs. May? I am celebrating sorts of," I said. "For what?" she snapped. "Well, I've been selected as the college athletic team captain you see." She just thought about for a while and before she could answer it I poured out a little and handed over the glass to her. She looked sharply at me and took the glass. She drank in some and felt somewhat strange. Well it had to be. The wine was very old and had become somewhat pungent and had a heady aroma now. Still she emptied the glass and kept it on the table. I again filled it and handed it over to her. She took it. Perhaps the wine was making her wind down. "With your body, you surely deserve that," she said surprising me completely that she had spoken about my body. She fell silent and probably she felt she shouldn't have told that. I could not leave it like that and asked her whether she too played during her college days. "Yes but I was in the swimming team." She started loosening down. "Yup! Stamina sport. I bet you used to work out to keep in shape," I said filling her glass again. "Yes but it was then. Now..." her voice trailed off. "What about now. You still have a great body," I said. She looked sharply into my eyes and quickly emptied the filled glass. "What do you mean?" she snarled. "I mean, even if you don't care about you body there are others who care about your lovely body," I said, the words dropping out of my mouth. I filled her glass again. "What the bloody hell are you up to?" she growled. "Mrs. May, I know how hard it must be since Mr. May left you. Only if you could give me a chance." saying so I took her hand and placed it over my burgeoning crotch. Her hand momentarily stayed there, but she pulled it soon shouting, "How dare you?" I quickly removed my T-shirt and shorts and revealed my growing penis to her. "See Mrs. May. In your thought, how much he has been suffering." I knew this would shock her, and so she kept looking at my ever-growing member. Suddenly she lifted her hand and slapped me hard on face, asking me to get out from there. But it was now or never and so I pushed Mrs. May on the sofa and planted my lips on hers. My strong arms were holding her shoulders and preventing her from moving. She pushed me with her arms or she attempted to and tossed her head sideways to and fro. But she being a little heady from the wine couldn't resist much. After a minute or so of resistance, she opened her lips and was responding to my smooching. My tongue slid into her mouth and played with hers. All the while my arms slowly found the front of her top and opened them and started kneading her breasts. She wasn't wearing any bra beneath them. I broke the kiss and drew back. She had her eyes closed. Her breasts were stupendous. The dark areolas on the fair skin and the poking nipple. Oh, what a sight! I again kissed her and then started trailing down her neck and then on to her beautiful breasts. They were soft and the nipples were hardening under the contact with my lips. I took an areola in my mouth and started sucking in as much as I could. She twitched everytime I would bite her nipples. My hand was busy kneading the other breast. I was kneeling in front of the sofa now. I slowly left her breast towards her navel. I kissed her navel button. She still had her eyes shut, soft sounds escaping her mouth once in a while. I stood up and carried her up in my arms and took her to her bedroom. Mrs. May was mine now. I placed her on her bed on her stomach. I slowly started pulling her skirt down and then the panties. I stood back started licking her foot and worked my way up. I lingered some time behind her knees and some slight sounds were escaping her lips. I went further up and stopped and looked at those magnificent ass globules. The whiteness of them and the softness was all the more inviting. To be frank, I was a lover of beautiful asses and right in front of me lay the most beautiful ass that I had wanted to see always. I parted those two ass cheeks to reveal a puckered asshole. I took in the aroma of that and it was the best aroma in my whole life. I slowly started to lick the entire crack of her ass and Mrs. May lifted her head and shot back a glance at me. I stopped. She thought I was stopping and said "PLEASSEEEEEEEEEE". Needing no more encouragement, I bit the flesh around the hole and started licking furiously and traced the rim of her hole with my tongue tip. She started moaning loudly. I carried on for a few minutes more and started to tongue fuck her anal hole and then felt her shudder and say "YEESSSSSSSS". She wetted her bed sheet. Wanting to taste her other areas also, I lifted my head and continued my licking trails along her back (moving her hair away) and then I was lying on top of her. My penis was in between her ass cheeks and I was nibbling at her shoulders and her ear lobes. It was a wonderful feeling - body to body contact. I slowly turned her onto her back and now my penis was on top on her pussy. Our faces were facing each other and I kissed her gently on her lips. I then traced the now familiar route towards her boobs and tried to put one whole boob into my mouth. But I couldn't. I slowly moved down and was now over her pussy. Before I reached there, she managed to cover her pussy with her hands and so I tried licking her pussy through gaps between her fingers. She became quite aroused, that she removed her hand from her pussy and showed me the magnificent pussy ever. It was a bit bushy, but whatever, I liked the sight. She now brought her legs over my shoulder and I was looking down into the most exquisite object in the whole world. My hands were besides her body. I first smelt her pussy. Wonderful! I then nibbled at her pussy lips and then opened them apart with my hands. All the while her moans were becoming noisy. I saw a small bud on top of her opening and caught it between my lips and started sucking it in. She caught my head with her hands and pressed them more over her cunt. I started licking the whole length of that beautiful cunt and tongue fucked it. Suddenly she started bucking her hips and her body trembled and she shook releasing love juices over my face. I lapped it or atleast tried to entirely. Her orgasm subsided and she asked me to lie on bed and I did with my head propped up by a pillow. She straddled me in 69 position and took my dick into her mouth, while offering me her cunt again. The thought that this shrew lady had my dick in her mouth pleasured me no end. I had a wonderful view of her cunt and that asshole and it was a sight I would not easily forget for a long time to come. I pulled her hips towards me and lapped up at her cunt all way to her asshole and then back. Her wonderful mouth was servicing my hard-on. When she sensed that I was going to shoot my load into her mouth, she stopped suddenly and got off me. She asked me to follow her and dragged me by my dick into the bathroom. Once in he bathroom, she turned the shower fully and got under it. I too followed. The water began to beat upon our bodies. She faced me and then took my hands and placed it on her ass cheeks. Then she took my head in her hands and gently placed a kiss on my lips. She then looked deeply into my eyes and began kissing me ferociously. Her tongue darted into my mouth and began to play with mine. I tried to suck in her tongue and it was a sort of tongue war. All the while my hands were busy massaging her ass cheeks and kneading them like dough, sometimes touching her ass hole too. She drew away after sometime and leaned back on the wall, closing her eyes and letting the water splash down on her. I then kissed her neck and then took the water-drenched boobs into my mouth and bit on her nipples. I then made her bend at waist on the wash basin rack, with her ass towards me. I then licked her ass hole for some time more. Then I got up and put my penis just at the entrance of her pussy. At this point I stopped. I ought to teach her a lesson for being rude with me before. She looked behind and wondered why I had stopped. I asked her what she wanted me to do. Still bending, she didn't speak anything. I again poked her entrance with my dick and asked her again. I wanted to hear from her mouth. She said "Oh, stop teasing me and fuck me please with that big thing of yours. Please don't stop now." I entered her with a thrust making her shriek out loud. I slowed a bit and then moved in my hips gradually. My penis was fully inside her now. I withdrew and began to thrust again. She was just moaning and saying "AAAHHHH". I began to thrust and picked up the speed and she too matched my rhythm with her hip movement. My hands moved from her hips to catch her swaying breasts. We were in the beautiful doggy style for around 10 minutes more when I felt warmth rushing into my penis. Also her moans were now high pitched. Suddenly I felt myself cumming and pulled out my penis at the correct moment and shot off my load all over her beautiful ass. With this her body shook vigorously and she had also climaxed. I collapsed on top of her bent back and lay like that for some time with the water still beating upon our bodies. Phew! It was a grand climax. We took a bath together and dried ourselves and dressed up. We did not speak a word. Just as I was leaving her room, she said, "Did you forget about the last kiss?" "Oh yes. But, but how do you know," I said dumbfounded, remembering about the last instruction on the e-mail. "Because it was I who had sent you that mail," she said nonchalantly. "I knew it was you when you gave a lot of details regarding what you tried for getting me into bed in the first place. I was actually uninterested in any male upto that point for that matter, but seeing how you were trying with your tricks to get me, I was also drawn in. Now what about the final instruction," saying so she waited for me to act. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Here was a lady who e-mailed me with instructions on how to get her and all the while stayed indifferent. That was the final tease for me. I drew her into my arms and kissed her for a long time. It was the beginning of a new set of instructions. This shrew has been tamed. Taming of the Shrew My name is William Smith. I am a single twenty-nine year old man. I was unemployed for almost a year when my previous job was eliminated in a mass layoff due to the recession. I recently started a new job, at a significantly lower salary and status. I took the job as an administrative assistant because I needed to get back to work, and get off of unemployment compensation. I am over qualified for the job, and I had to dumb down my resume to get it. Instead of stating that I was in charge of a department of 40 people, I just said I was in that department. I think this is far less dishonest than overstating your experience and qualifications. Judge me if you will, but I needed a job. My new boss turned out to be a woman, who everyone in the company calls "The Dragon Lady". Not because she is ugly, far from it. She is very attractive, slender, blonde, and always well dressed. I am guessing she is a few years older than I am, in her thirties. Her name is Barbara Olsen. Her Scandinavian genes must have given her the natural Blonde hair. Her reputation comes from her abrasive and arrogant treatment of anyone beneath her in the company. Since I work directly for her as her assistant, I have learned that I am her favorite whipping boy. On our first meeting, she looked me over and called me "Nerd Boy". I just smiled and said nothing. I always addressed her as "Miss Olsen." I think she is overcompensating for being a woman in a position of authority. She must think she has to be rough and tough to show she is up to the job. On a casual Friday, she came in wearing fashionable but very tight jeans. As I walked into her office, she was reaching up on a bookshelf to get a binder of sales reports. She caught me checking out her nice butt, and she just turned and stared at me. That caused another problem, because now I could plainly see her cunt-crack, and I could not take my eyes off of it. She didn't say a word, but I was apprehensive about what she might be thinking. I don't know what I would do if I lost this job. After several weeks of handling one crisis after another for her, she called me into her office late one afternoon. She told me to close and lock her door, because she did not want us to be disturbed. I thought that was unusual, but I did as she asked. She was not behind her desk; she was sitting on the couch in the arrangement of furniture you see in an executive's office, for more informal meetings. She motioned to me to sit across from her. She said she wanted to evaluate my performance and my commitment to her as her assistant. I thought it was a little too soon for an evaluation, but I had learned not to question what she said. She was wearing a skirt that was shorter than usual, just above the knee. She did not have her legs crossed, and the chair she had me sitting in was right where I could see up her skirt. She maintained eye contact with me, and she saw my gaze lower to the view of her legs. She shifted her position slightly, and I could see farther up her skirt. Barbara said, "Can you see anything interesting?" I thought she was testing me to see if I would say anything unprofessional about her very nice legs. She could use that to fire me if she wanted to. I replied "No, not really." She sighed, and her expression turned pensive. She said, "All of my previous assistants were women. They were very loyal to me, and very obedient. Are you loyal and obedient, William?" She really shocked me then, she moved her legs apart, and she did not have any panties on! I had a perfectly clear view of her pussy! I tried to not react, but I failed. She said "Are you sure you can't see anything interesting? Even a naive nerd like you should be able to see something!" OK, now I had enough. I answered "Yes, I can see something interesting. Your vagina is in plain view." She came back with "The women who worked for me were always wiling to give me some stress relief. Do you know how to orally please a woman, William?" She stood up, and stripped off her skirt and shoes. She was naked from the waist down, and she sat back on the couch and slouched backward, so her hips were right at the edge. She began to stroke her clit, and slide her fingers in and out of her vagina. She was very wet, and the fragrant aroma of her hot pussy reached me. She said, "Nerd Boy, I have had enough stress today with this business. I need to unwind. I need you to lick my pussy and give me an orgasm." I continued to play the innocent, naive young man, and with a facial expression of distaste I said, "I can smell it from here!" She barked back "It is supposed to smell that way, you idiot! Now come over here and eat my pussy like it is your favorite dessert!" Actually, I love to make a woman lose control and have an orgasm by eating her pussy. So I dropped my innocent act, and knelt down in front of her, and dived in. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the couch cushion. I kissed and licked every part of her pussy, and tried to get my tongue way up in her. When I sensed that she was getting close, I started to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, and I pushed my finger up her asshole. Even though I pushed hard, my finger only went in up to the first knuckle. She went off like an explosion, with a convulsive, grunting orgasm. I held still, with my lips just touching her. After a minute, she indicated that she wanted me to get up. I made it seem accidental, and when I pulled my finger out of her asshole I grabbed a few of her pussy hairs, and pulled them out. She said "Ouch! Idiot!" I slipped the hairs into my pocket. As I stood in front of her, she noticed the bulge in my pants. She said, "Oh look, Nerd Boy has a hard on!" She reached out and felt the length of my cock, and squeezed it. She said, "Take your pants off. I want to see that!" I pulled my pants down and off, and then my briefs. My cock stood straight out, and swayed back and forth. Barbara said, "I didn't expect that! My God, that must be eight inches!" She took my cock in her hand, and squeezed it again. She said, "I suppose you think you are going to fuck me with this thing?" I answered, "I would like that, but apparently all you like is to have your pussy licked." She said, "And what's wrong with that?" "Well, there are a lot of interesting things you can do with a stiff cock. And I think you need to be fucked for a change!"" It was my turn to shock her, and I said, "Do you think it is hard enough to go up your ass?" She was furious, and said, "I don't do that! And I don't appreciate your attitude. Don't forget that I am your Boss!" "Barbara", I said, deliberately using her first name, "I think things have just changed. You are clearly guilty of sexual harassment of an employee. You could be fired, and I could sue the company and retire on the settlement." "William", she said, sarcastically using my first name, "It is your word against mine. I am a senior executive, and you are a new hire. Who do you think will win?" "Well, ordinarily it would be you, but I have some interesting evidence. I have a handful of your pubic hair. DNA testing will prove it is yours. How will you explain that? She scowled, and said, "You bastard! What do you want from me?" "Well, like I said, do you think it is hard enough to go up your ass?" She had a look of disbelief on her face, and said, "You mean, if I let you sodomize me, you won't pursue this?" "Sodomize is such an un-sexy word. I would prefer it if you said fuck me in the ass. Or, I could just go down to the personnel office and file my complaint." We were both silent while she thought over her options. She said, "OK, but with a couple of requirements. First, no one must ever find out about this. Second, will it hurt? I don't enjoy pain! And how do I know you won't go ahead with your report anyway?" "I will give you back the pubic hair I have. You will just have to trust me. And no, it won't hurt." I told her I wanted her in a bent-over position over the armrest of the couch, but she didn't move. I said, "Stand up, bitch! I am giving the orders now, and it is your turn to obey them!" I grabbed her by the arms and lifted her to her feet. She resisted me, but I was relentless. She said, "I can't believe you want me to bend over, with my naked ass in plain view. How humiliating! Are you really going to try to shove that big thing up my ass?" I guided her around to the end of the couch, and told her I wanted her face down, jack-knifed over the armrest, with her butt up in the air. She reluctantly did it. Her feet just barely reached the floor, and I moved her legs apart. Her toes were just touching the floor, and I held her there with my hands on her hips. She was helpless. I stood there for a minute admiring the view. Her long, slender legs splayed apart, her soft, smooth butt cheeks, her wet and open pussy, and peeking out of the crack of her ass was her tiny, pink anus. It looked to be about the size of a buttonhole in my shirt. Her asshole and her wet pussy were at the right height for me, and I fingered her pussy to get some of the natural lubrication. I put my fingers up her ass one at a time, to lube it as much as possible. I started with my little finger, and worked up to the middle one. She was obviously new to this, and she squirmed and said, "Don't put it in so far!" I stood close to her, and put the tip of my cock up against her asshole. I started to push it in, and she said, "Stop! Don't!" I pushed the head in, and she let out a yelp. She said, "I thought you said it wouldn't hurt!" "I thought you were asking me if it would hurt me. I have no idea how it feels to you." Once again, she called me a bastard. Slowly but steadily I pushed it up her ass, while she made muttering and whimpering sounds. With her jack-knifed over the couch armrest, her butt was lined up perfectly for me, and she couldn't escape. Several times she said, "Stop! Don't!" But I kept going. I have had anal sex with several women, even a few first timers, but I had never felt an asshole this tight. Usually I just feel the tight ring at the entrance, but with her there was a firm tight feeling way up inside her. When it was almost all the way in, she said, "Are you going to shove that whole thing in me?" I replied, "It's about halfway in now. I will wait a moment, and then push the second half in." She reached back in panic, and felt my cock. When she confirmed that there was only an inch or two remaining, she realized that I was just teasing her. She called me her favorite name again, "Bastard!" When I finally had it in all the way, there was a subtle change in her. She used the same words, but reversed the order. This time she whispered "Don't stop!" I began to slide it in and out of her, and she didn't object. The love juice was running out of her pussy, and making the couch armrest wet. I started using longer strokes, pulling my cock out until just the head was in her, and then pushing it all the way in. My pubic bone would come up hard against her tailbone, and she exhaled with a grunt each time. She was too tight for me to go fast and furious, I just slowly pulled out, and slowly pushed in. She was whispering things that I could barely make out, like "So big!" and "Up in me!" and "Fuck me!" I knew I wouldn't last long. I could see the expression on her face, and she had the far-off look of someone in a trance. Her eyes were glassy and out of focus, and she was breathing through her mouth. I stopped with my cock all the way in for a while, because I wanted to talk to her before I finished. I asked her "Do you know what it is like when a man comes? Have you ever seen the cum squirt out of a cock?" "That is what is going to happen soon, way up inside of you. I haven't fucked anyone in weeks. You can imagine how much cum you are going to receive." "Can you feel the head of my cock, way up in your stomach? Think about the slit-hole in the tip, where the cum squirts out. If I get it in far enough, you will digest and absorb it. It is almost the same as if you swallowed it, it just gets there from the other direction." "How do you like being the submissive one for a change, instead of the dominant one?" She said, "Please stop talking and fuck me until you come!" Her inhibitions had completely disappeared. It was interesting that this time she said "Please." I did as she asked, and started to give her long, deep strokes again. Every time I slapped up against her butt, it forced her to exhale with a grunt. She whimpered "Please come in me." She was actually becoming polite. Soon I was pumping a large load of semen into her. She murmured "Yes. God, yes. Fill me up!" Everything was quiet for a while, with her impaled by my cock, which stayed very hard. I pulled it out as slowly and carefully as I had pushed it in, and when the head popped out some cum trickled down over her pussy lips. She had to struggle to get up from her awkward position. She didn't want to sit on the couch with her wet pussy, and my cum oozing out of her asshole. Her office includes a private restroom, and she went in and returned with a towel to put on the couch for her to sit on. I went in after her, and washed my cock. It was still partially erect when I came back. Barbara could not take her eyes off of my cock, and she started to fondle and caress it. She said, "I never thought I would like this up my ass, but I did. I feel like such a whore. Your cum went all the way up in my stomach! I could feel every spurt!" I said, "You don't have to feel like you are depraved. Most women have had it in the ass, and the majority of them discover that they like it. They just don't talk about it. Ask some of your women friends, and see if they will admit it." I asked her about all of her previous female Administrative Assistants. I asked, "Did you make them lick your pussy as part of their jobs?" "Yes, and two of them went completely lesbian after a while. I guess I taught them too well. They all left the company, except for Susan. She transferred to the Accounting Department. She still comes by once in a while for a meeting with me." Her face turned red as she realized what she had just admitted to me. She was no longer an arrogant, demanding bitch, her demeanor was calm and pleasant. I had made her submit to something that she didn't think she wanted. But she discovered she really did want it and need it, and the change came over her as if someone had thrown a switch. "I am going to try to make a change in my attitude, and improve my people skills. I know what people say about me. I will only call you William from now on, no more insulting names. And I will be more considerate with the other employees." No one will realize that they should thank me, but they should. Of course, it was worth it to me just to make her realize that she does not rule the world. I took control of the conversation, and said, "From now on, your closed door meetings are going to be different. I suggest we schedule two a week, maybe Tuesday and Friday at 4:30PM." She agreed, and told me to write the meetings in on her calendar, starting with the next week. I was hoping that maybe we could include Susan from Accounting in some of them. I would like to watch the two of them, and then Susan could watch her former boss take it up the ass. This job is not so bad after all.