9 comments/ 76174 views/ 52 favorites A Good Nobbin By: LEATBT The strangest gift that Susie ever received, came on her eighth birthday from an old uncle that she rarely saw. Uncle William was a professor of Viking studies, his life moved outside the normal family circle, as most of his time was spent on research in the countries surrounding the Baltic. On the morning of her birthday, she looked forward to the visit by Uncle William, not only because her mother had told her that he had found a very rare and special present for her, but because she always enjoyed being around this kindly man. He always treated her as a special person and would spend hours reading to her and exciting her with old Viking tales. Eventually, Uncle William arrived, and the family was soon sat around as she prepared to open the gift box that he had given her. His presents were always different. Never a doll or a toy, but always some strange object that he collected from the many archeological digs that he oversaw. Once the wrapping was off and the lid removed, she delved into the swathes of tissue paper until she found a solid object. Pulling it out of the box, she looked perplexed and felt a little disappointed as she studied the strange gift. Her first thought was that it looked like an old potato man. She already had one of those, but had soon tired of sticking a variety of plastic facial features to a large potato. It was about 12 inches high with two small eyes towards the top. A large round button nose in the middle and small, fat, three fingered hands at the side and slightly bigger feet lower down, to the same pattern. But the strangest features were the two mouths, one about an inch above the nose and another inch or two below it. The whole thing was the colour of old parchment, it felt soft and warm to touch although it appeared to be made of solid wood. "It's a funny thing Uncle William, what is it?" Uncle William knelt down in front of her, giving her one of his special winks that she loved, he carefully took the Nobbin from her. "This is very rare, it comes from a long, long time ago, and it's called a Good Nobbin. There are Good and Bad Nobbins, bad ones are easier to find but good ones are few and far between. "But what does it do?" asked Susie. "Nothing really," explained her Uncle, "It used to be believed that when a Viking warrior died, his spirit would move into a Nobbin, to enable him to watch over and protect his family, but don't worry, this one has been tested, I promise you that there is no spirit here! But if you take good care of it, it will look after you, and as it gets to know you over the years it will help you when you need it most! He gave her another special wink as he handed it back, which made her squeal with delight. Susie gave her Uncle a big hug and thanked him, before carefully wrapping the Nobbin back in the tissue and placing it back in its box. *** The Nobbin had pride of place amongst the fluffy toys that were always placed on her bed. Through school and college, and even university the Nobbin stayed with her. Eventually, Susie met Rick, the man of her dreams, and after two years they agreed to get married. The wedding was the last time she saw her Uncle William, he was old and unsteady on his feet, but he did insist on having one dance with her at the reception. After the dance, he held her at arms length taking in her beauty. At five feet nine, she was a little taller than him, her long golden hair accentuating her deep blue eyes, fine facial features and wide smile. He took in her slim shapely body and her well defined breasts shown to advantage in the low cut gown that she was wearing. With tears in his eyes, he spoke quietly to her. "Susie, you have grown into a very beautiful woman, a true Viking princess, I am very proud of you, I hope that you have a long and happy life, and that the Nobbin continues to take care of you. "Thank you Uncle, it lives on my bed as usual, it always reminds me of you." "Good girl, that's just where it should remain, promise me that you'll never hide it away in a cupboard or a loft. He managed to give her one more special wink, which she rewarded with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I promise Uncle." *** Two years later, Susie received the sad news that her Uncle had died peacefully in his sleep. She was very upset and was tempted to put the Nobbin away for a while as it was a constant reminder of her loss, but she remembered her promise and left on the bed as always. As time went on she would occasionally sit on the bed, holding the Nobbin as she thought of her Uncle. She had never seen a lot of him, but it still hurt knowing that he would never walk through the door again, giving her his special wink and a big hug. One morning, as she finished tidying the bed and placing the Nobbin back in its usual place against her pillow, she had the curious feeling that the features had changed a little. She picked it up again and studied it carefully, there was no definite point that she could see had changed, everything looked the same, but she had the feeling that the facial expression had changed. She studied it for a few seconds more, before shrugging and placing it back on the bed. "Must be my imagination, or the light." She thought, then forgot all about it. *** A week before their third wedding anniversary, Susie was busy canceling the celebration that they had planned. Rick had fallen from a ladder while working on their new home, he had hurt his back quiet badly, nothing long term, but he would be on his back in bed for a least another week. Canceling the hotel and restaurant was no problem, but she was a little upset that she had spent a fortune on a 'tarty' outfit as a surprise for Rick. He had been hinting that she might dress up in the bedroom occasionally, but she had always refused, saying that she would feel silly. He had even gone to the trouble of showing her pictures of what he had in mind, but to no avail. Eventually she decided that she would do it as a surprise, after all, he did make every effort to give her whatever she wanted. As the anniversary approached, she decided that she could still surprise him. She would cook a nice meal, which they could eat together in the bedroom, and then she could slip out and change. Returning, she would give him the best blow job that he had ever had, after all, he only had to lay back and enjoy it. Cheered by this thought, she set about her preparations. *** The evening of the anniversary arrived; she helped Rick in and out of a hot bath, having prepared the bedroom with candles for a romantic setting to their meal while he soaked. After the meal, Rick kept trying to apologize for his incapacity, but Susie just assured him that he would be able to make it up to her when he was better. "Anyway, you just lay back and stay comfortable, I'm going to tidy up and then I have a little anniversary surprise for you!" She poured him another glass of wine and gathered the trays. She dumped the trays in the kitchen and hurried into the lounge to change into her outfit. *** First of all, she pulled on the sheer black stockings with the deep lace tops. She had chosen hold ups to avoid a suspender belt which would spoil the line of her skirt. Next on, was the skimpy leather bra that barely managed to contain her ample breasts. This was followed by a loose black see through blouse, which she tied around her waist. She then struggled into a very tight short black leather miniskirt. It looked too short when she bought it, but she had taken another two inches off the hem so that it barely covered her stocking tops. Lastly, the boots. She had searched for weeks to find the right ones, shops only seemed to carry cheap PVC novelty boots that she hated. If she was going to look like a tart, she was going to look like an expensive tart. Eventually, she opted to have a pair made to measure by Gaborit in France; they were black soft leather thigh high boots with a four inch stiletto heel. They hugged her long legs all the way up to just below her stocking tops. She zipped them up and strutted to the full length mirror to check the effect. This was the first time that she had tried on the complete outfit. Straightening her skirt, she had to admit to herself that she did look hot. Unexpectedly, she felt herself moisten as the slutty woman in the mirror stared back at her. "Was this being unkind to Rick?" She pondered; after all he would get a lot more out of this when he was able to do it justice. But then, a wicked sensation then ran through her. "No, this was what he had asked for; this was what he would get, and the more of a tease the better!" She applied a fresh layer of deep red lipstick, and checked her make up before setting off upstairs. *** When she appeared through the bedroom door, Rick's mouth just fell open. "Did 'Sir' order a tart for dessert?" she asked as she swayed her hips across the room. "Good God Susie, you look stunning, where did you get all that from?" "Do I take it 'Sir' approves then?" "Approve? Fucking right I approve, but what can I do about it in this state?" "Nothing, but that's part of the fun, you can lay there and look, and pray that I can do something for you!" "Well, what have you in mind?" asked Rick as his hand slipped beneath the covers to grip his solid cock. "Anything that 'Sir' desires, after all, this is a special occasion!" "Hmm, well, right now, 'Sir' desires you to bend over him so that he can cop a feel of those tits!" Susie smiled and sauntered over to him with her hands on her hips, bending over so that they were almost spilling out of their leather restraint into his face. "Is this what 'Sir' had in mind?" "Fantastic" he murmured as his hands ran over them kneading them gently. "Shall we let them out to play?" "If that's what 'Sir' would like!" Susie replied, squeezing her tits together to help unclasp the central clip. She bent lower so that her tits spilled onto his face. Rick grabbed them with both hands and began to rub them around his face, licking her nipples as they grew erect. She performed a quick shimmy so that her hanging tits were slapping his face. Her hand slipped below the bedclothes to find his cock, it felt rock hard and hot. Rick groaned in pleasure as she started to wank him gently. "I take it that this outfit does it for 'Sir' then." "Mmm" "Well now, 'Sir' feels very stiff front and back, I can't do anything for the back, but I think I could suck that problem from 'Sirs' cock! Would 'Sir' like me to try?" She drowned his reply with a long kiss on the lips, flicking her tongue into his mouth. As she did so ,Rick's hand slid up her boots and between her legs, until he was lightly touching her bare wet pussy. "I think I'll take this tongue to 'Sirs' cock now, shall I? It feels very active!" With a flick of the covers she exposed Rick completely. Susie then strutted to the end of the bed and knelt down between his legs. With a hand on each of his ankles, she pulled them apart so that he was resting spread eagled with his hands behind his head, giving it support so that he could watch her every move. She knelt between his legs and bent forward to lick his shaft, then straightening up again, she placed a hand on each hip to slide her skirt up, allowing her freedom to spread her own legs. She slowly ran her hands slowly up his thighs, on to his stomach, and back down again, deliberately avoiding his cock and balls. she continued this for a few minutes, though moving closer to them each time as she looked him in the eye. Then, leaning forward, she began to kiss his stomach lightly as her tits brushed against his cock. She felt something knock against her knee, looking down, she could see that the Nobbin had rolled against her from where it had landed when she flicked the covers back. Ignoring it she began to run her tongue around the tip of Ricks cock, then slowly nibbling her way up and down its length. She moved her hands so that she cradled his balls in one as she used the other to flick his cock around her open lips, breathing her hot breath onto his wet helmet. Slowly, slowly, she lowered her mouth taking in his cock in inch by inch. Rick laid back groaning and sighing in pleasure as he took in the sensual and visual excitement of Susie slowly working his cock. As Susie continued, she felt a small regret that she wouldn't be getting any satisfaction from this lovely cock tonight. With her mouth full, so that her nose was being tickled by his pubes her mind began to drift, as it often did when giving head. What would it be like to have another stiff cock easing into her from behind as she took one in the mouth? She would never want to do that, she had no desire for another man; it was just curiosity, just wanting to feel the sensation of having two cocks to satisfy. She was feeling very wet now, as she continued to pleasure her husband, he was obviously enjoying it, his cock had never felt so hard, but he was under her control, his bad back preventing any urgent thrusting. As she slowly bobbed her head over his cock she felt a strange movement on her thighs. "Probably the boot tops, or the bed clothes" she thought to herself. But no, something warm was kneading her inner thighs, it felt good, very good indeed! She pushed down towards it, "Must be kneeling over the Nobbin," she thought. "Can't look now, with a mouth full of cock" Seconds later she jumped as she felt what seemed to be a hot wet tongue gently licking the lips of her pussy. It felt so good she let it continue. It soon slipped inside and probed deeper, before slowly sliding forward to tease her clit. "Mmm!" she gasped, "Oh yes" Rick looked down at his wife, even more turned on by the obvious signs that she was really enjoying his cock. Sensations were running through her now as the tongue started flicking and she felt a sucking sensation on her clit. The next surprise was a gentle but firm nudge against her pussy, something that felt just like a cock was starting to push into her. It felt fat, but she was so wet, it slipped in easily. She had to look down. Lifting her mouth off of Ricks cock, she kept wanking him as she peered between her legs. There it was, the Nobbin. Its tongue was still flicking deliciously at her clit, but the nose was growing and pushing further into her pussy. She should stop now and throw it out, but it felt so damn good! "Fuck it, what harm could it do?" Her mouth slid back over Ricks cock and she began squeezing his balls as though trying to milk him into her mouth. The Nobbins nose continued to grow, filling her pussy to capacity with a length and girth that she had never felt before. She gasped at the gentle pleasure that it was giving her, then gasped again as started to vibrate before gently. Susie was panting over her husbands cock as the Nobbin started to thrust into her as the vibrations increased, meanwhile the tongue played mercilessly with her clit. Rick had his arms out wide now, his hands gripping the mattress either side as Susie gave him the most unbelievable blow job. He had never known her take so much pleasure from blowing him! He was trying to hold back, but seeing her hips thrusting and hearing her gasping and panting, he knew he couldn't hold back much longer. Susie was losing control, she had never been fucked so hard for so long, and she was finding it difficult to concentrate on Rick's cock. She pulled it from her mouth and began flicking the tip wildly across her pursed lips as she continued to squeeze his balls. It was all she could manage now as her orgasm began to build. Just as she thought that she could take no more, another tongue started to lick her anus as the little hands squeezed her pussy lips around the shaft that was fucking her so hard. That was it, to much! "Yes, yes, yes, ... Oh God, ... Yes!" She came with the most powerful orgasm that she had ever experienced; her whole body quivered and shook as the relief flooded through her. Rick stared in disbelief as his wife writhed, gasping and panting. This was too much for him to take. His cock began to erupt, shooting jet after jet of hot spunk into her face and hair; she managed to pull his cock back into her mouth to hungrily swallow his final offerings. Afterwards, Rick looked lovingly down at Susie as she slumped with his receding cock resting against her cheek, her eyes closed and a big smile fixed on her lips, as his spunk ran down her face. *** Later that evening, they lay in bed drained and very satisfied. Rick had fallen asleep and Susie was studying the Nobbin, which now looked quiet normal again. She was starting to drift off, so she leant over to place it on the bedside table. Reaching to turn out the bedside lamp, she was sure that she saw the Nobbin give her a special wink. A faint smile stayed on her lips as she dozed off to sleep, thinking to herself. "Uncle William was right, there is nothing quite like a Good Nobbin!" A Good Nobbin Ch. 02 It will probably be wise to read part one to understand what is going on here! *** Following her discovery of the nocturnal benefits of having a Nobbin around, Susie was very satisfied with life! Rick was more than happy with the time she spent under the bedclothes feasting on his cock, totally unaware that all the time this was happening, she was getting a thorough servicing from the little Nobbin before he got to take his turn. Susie also noticed that the more she allowed the Nobbin access, the bigger and more powerful it was becoming, especially when she dressed like an expensive slut for Rick, the effect seemed to work well for both of them. Life was happy for all concerned! *** A few months after her first experience with the Nobbin, Rick was called away for a few days on business. While he was away, Susie received a call from an old school friend who had flown back in to the UK for a few days, hoping that they could get together for an evening or two. Susie jumped at the opportunity. She put in a quick call to her mother, Deirdre, to arrange for her to come over the next day to house sit and to take care of the dog while she was away, and prepared to leave. She met Deirdre at the station the next morning. After a quick chat over a coffee, Susie gave her the house keys and leaving her the car, she boarded the train for London. *** Deirdre always enjoyed staying in the small village, she was often mistaken for being Susie's older sister as she was a young looking woman for her age. Although in her mid forties she still had a good figure and wore her blonde hair long just like Susie. Once she had arrived at the cottage, Deirdre was soon unpacked and settled in to the familiar surroundings. After a light lunch, she took the dog for a long walk before settling on the sofa for a quick nap. It was so peaceful here, she enjoyed having nothing to do for a couple of days, and without having the bother of considering her husband when it came to meal times. That evening, Deirdre decided that she would take a five minute stroll to the local pub for a couple of drinks and a bite to eat before returning to the cottage to watch TV. Normally she wouldn't venture into a pub alone, but she knew a few of the locals so it would do no harm. After a long refreshing shower, she applied a little make up, pulled on a skirt and top and off she went. *** It was nearly nine thirty when she arrived back at the cottage. Deirdre felt strangely alive tonight, probably because of the attention she had received at the bar after the meal. There were three attractive young men, probably in there late twenties, that had openly been flirting with her and plying her with more wine than she would have normally consumed. It was all harmless stuff, but it had given her a buzz. Now she only had the TV for company, not a very satisfying outcome, she thought, as she poured herself another generous glass of wine. She settled in front of the TV and started channel hopping. After ten minutes she had decided that there was nothing for her to see, so with a resigned sigh she switched it off again. Now what? I know, she thought, I'll try a book, I haven't read a good book for ages! Knowing that Susie always had a selection of her newly acquired books in her bedroom, Deirdre made her slightly tipsy way upstairs to Susie and Rick's room. Flicking on the bedside lamps, she looked around but couldn't see the normal collection of books. Thinking that Susie had probably tidied up, she decided to have a look in a few cupboards and wardrobes. Trying the small wardrobe first, she found a few books on the top shelf. She lifted them down, and just as she was closing the door something caught her eye. Dumping the books on the dresser, she opened the door wider and reaching in, pulled out Susie's black leather thigh boots. My God! she thought, sitting back on the bed to study them, I had no idea that she wore anything like this. The little minx! Curiosity had the better of her now and she stood up to take another look inside the wardrobe. This time she pulled out a little soft leather micro mini skirt and a selection of skimpy tops. Knowing that all the clothes in there were not Susie's normal everyday clothes, she realised that she had stumbled on her private little collection. With a pang of guilt, she quickly replaced them. She collected the books and was about to turn off the bedside lamps when she noticed the Nobbin on the bedside table. Good Lord, she still has that, she thought as she picked it up to study it. What a strange place to keep the ugly little thing, I'm surprised it's not boxed up and in the loft by now! She carefully replaced it, switched off the lamp and went back downstairs. One hour and one bottle of wine later, Deirdre's mind wandered back to the clothing that she had found in Susie's bedroom. Topping up her glass, she decided to go up and have another look. Once in the bedroom she pulled out the boots and slowly unzipped them. She felt a strange urge to try them on, they would probably fit, she thought, we are about the same size. She kicked off her own heels and slipped her foot into the soft leather, before slowly pulling up the zip to her inner thigh. She was pleased with the perfect fit. She then pulled on the other boot and stood up . She adjusted her black stockings so that they were just visible above the boots. Deirdre then decided to ditch her dress and eased herself into the tight little leather skirt. She felt sexy already and a little smug that she could still wear her daughters clothes. She walked over to inspect herself in the mirror. As she stood with her hands on her hips she was surprised to find that she liked what she saw. What a slut, she thought, if my husband could see this he'd have a heart attack. She could feel a tingle in her pussy, so after taking another big gulp of wine she settled in the centre of the bed. Easing up the tight leather skirt, she allowed her hands to wander down to tease her clit. As she continued to slowly pleasure herself, her mind began to wander, she felt such a slut lying here in her daughters thigh length boots, stockings and a tight leather skirt, such a waste, she felt like getting a good hard fuck, perhaps she should get herself an outfit like this and try it out on her husband! With her mind clouded by the drink and the erotic thoughts, she didn't notice the movement from the bed side table. Deirdre continued to work delicately at her pussy, she had a strange sensation of her legs being drawn further apart, which only heightened the sensation. Then she became aware of what felt like a soft warm tongue working around the rim of her wet pussy. As the sensations increased, her hands involuntarily moved up to her breasts, pulling her blouse open and releasing her bra. She started to tweak her stiffening nipples as the tongue probed deeper and what felt like small sensitive hands started to massage her clit. Vaguely in the back of her mind, alarm bells were ringing, this surely wasn't right? She should get up to see what was happening but she felt compelled to close her eyes and just enjoy the ride. Something else was happening, she could feel a small hard cock starting to nudge at her pussy, but the tongue was still there! Slowly the cock pushed its way in with gentle thrusts, now she was slowly being fucked and licked at the same time, God, she thought, this was fantastic! The cock continued to grow as she lay there squeezing and rubbing her tits. She felt it rotate as it grew and the thrusts increased in intensity. Her clit was being massaged expertly as the cock continued to grow until it was filling her to capacity. Then the vibrations started. Fuck, this is fantastic she thought, as it started to thrust away at her hot wet pussy. She then became aware of another sensation. There was a tongue licking at her anus, this was a new sensation for Deirdre and she was loving it, especially as she felt the tongue slip inside and grow, probing ever deeper as the cock continued to pound her. Her drunken mind would not let her focus on the reality, the pleasure was so great that she just gave into it. She was having climax after climax as she writhed on the bed thrusting her hips towards the phantom cock and tongue that were deep inside her and showing no signs of relenting. Finally, after what seemed hours of ecstasy, she felt her pussy being flooded and the pace eased. Bathed in the afterglow of a wonderful experience, Deirdre quickly drifted off into a deep drunken sleep. *** It was about two in the morning when Rick's car pulled into the drive. He checked his phone one last time, but he still had no reply from Susie after he sent had sent her a message saying that he was due in London early next day, so he was coming home overnight to break the journey. He left his case in the car and quietly let himself in, being careful not to wake anyone. He made himself a coffee and used the downstairs bathroom to have a quick shower before wearily climbing the stairs, ready for a much needed sleep. Quietly he let himself in to the dark bedroom, dumping his clothes on a chair as he navigated his way in the darkness. Suddenly he took a sharp intake of breath as something sticking out from the bed scratched his leg. He reached out with his hand until it finally came to rest on the heel of a warm leather boot. So that was it, he thought, bloody steel heel tips! Then it suddenly dawned on him that Susie was in bed wearing her sexiest boots! His tiredness drained away as he felt his cock twitch in to life. Christ! he thought, what a girl! She must have got my message after all and set up a little surprise for me. His hands started to wander further up her parted legs as he knelt between them, cock on full alert now! As he reached the top of the boots his hands continued over her stocking tops until his fingers reached her wet warm pussy. The little slut, she must have started without me! With his stiff cock gripped in one hand he continued to explore. A muffled sigh came from beneath the duvet that was piled over the rest of her, but her legs widened in welcome. He carefully rolled her onto her back and moved his face down to the hot moist pussy. Slowly he started to lick and flick her clit before burying his face and tongue between her thighs. Ten minutes later, satisfied that he had brought her to a shuddering climax on his tongue, he decided that his dripping cock now needed its just reward. He rolled her onto her front once more and gripped her thighs to pull her into a kneeling position. Rick reached down and aligned his throbbing cock with the welcoming pussy before him, God, he thought, I'm ready for this, a nice uncomplicated fuck! He slipped his cock in easily and enjoyed pulling the lovely round ass towards him as he started to thrust, slowly building up steam. He was enjoying the anonymity of the situation, being able to come home and find such a sexily clad creature in your bed and to be able to climb on and fuck it silly without any preamble, it was just what he needed tonight! Gripping the lovely soft flesh of her ass, he started riding her hard, pleased at the muffled appreciation that he could hear from below the piled up duvet, which edged him on. Rick fucked her hard for about twenty minutes but realised that he wasn't going to last much longer. He started slapping the undulating ass in time with his thrusts before pushing it down flat on the bed. Supporting himself on his forearms he drove his cock home with all his strength, his body slapping hard against hers as he felt the moment approach. "Come on you sexy little bitch, this is what you've been waiting for!" He let out a groan as his hot cum erupted like a volcano, flooding her sopping pussy. "Oh yeah, take it baby, take it all!" Rick panted as the last jets of cum left his balls. He rolled to one side and they cuddled up in a tangle of limbs as he fell in to a deep and satisfied sleep. *** The next morning it was still dark when Rick quickly switched off the alarm. He slowly eased himself out bed, so as not to wake his sexy sleeping wife. Fifteen minutes later he was showered and on the road, thinking that it would be nice to get home earlier tonight! An hour later, seven A.M. and he was already on the outskirts of London when his phone bleeped as a message came through. Rick picked it up, and with one eye on the road he scanned down the message. Hi darling, Sorry I missed you last night, still away but back later. Hope you didn't disturb mum! luv you X