****** On Vacation by scottie ******
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On Vacation


Anika watched the ocean waves roll in from the balcony of her Florida mansion.
Her oriental eyes occasionally glanced up to take in the blue-gray sky which
tried to copy the ocean with its turbulent storm clouds. She had come to her
summer home in hopes of relaxing after a stressful year of supervising lawyers,
business advisors, and her deceased father's army of lackeys, all of whom
wanted a piece of her recently gained inheritance of millions. She may have
been raised among the rich, she mused, but that didn't mean she enjoyed
spending it.

Sighing, she stretched in the growing light of dawn and sipped the alcoholic
beverage her only remaining, and talented, servant had made for her. She
couldn't remember its name, "sunrise over . . . something or other." A growing
wind lightly whipped the tail of the robe she wore over her naked form and a
chill almost sent her inside when she caught sight of a handsome muscled man
jogging along the beach below her balcony. She eyed him lustfully; it had been
a long while since she'd had a man and her desire had been growing ever since
she had arrived off the plane from New York. She immediately lost interest in
her quarry, though, when he met up with a rather innocent looking girl and they
laughed like children, one chasing the other. No, he wouldn't do, her tastes
were much different.

Entering her adjoining bedroom through a heavily tinted sliding glass door, she
sat on the edge of her white satin cloaked bed and called her servant to her.
The servant entered and bowed deeply, ready to serve his mistress.

"Has he arrived yet?" she asked.

"Yes mistress, he just arrived and is now waiting in the lounge," replied the
servant.

"Send him in then."

Bowing again, he turned and left the room. It wasn't long before he returned,
ushered in a young man, and then quickly exited again. Anika smiled at the boy,
undoing the strap of her robe and revealing some of what lay hidden beneath.
The boy, maybe 18 years old, stared nervously, unsure what to do or say.

"Come here my pet," she commanded him, admiring his tall, sleek, and still very
young form. The boy shuffled forward, stopping before her at the side of the
bed. Anika remembered clearly how shy yet curious he was of her when he'd first
stumbled upon her receiving a massage from her servant under an umbrella on the
beach. She had caught him staring at her as he pretended to pick up shells. He
had told her he was vacationing there from some obscure Midwestern town when
she had teasingly flirted with him. Apparently reluctant to go, even after his
family had hailed him from the more public portion of the beach, she had taken
a liking to him and goaded him into sneaking away from his family the next
morning. Guessing what she presumed was his mother, father, and sister had come
from one of the tourist apartments adjoining her property, she knew he could
easily manage it. She could tell right off his hormones had gotten the better
of him and he had promised to arrive at the appointed hour for a "visit."

Now here he was, in little more than a pair of fresh blue swimming trunks and a
loose white T-shirt, entranced by the vision of a mysterious oriental beauty
sitting so near him on the edge of a bed with two firm white breasts peeking
out from inside her robe. Perhaps they were the first real ones he had ever
come this close to, she thought, and grinned wider. By now he knew what was
being offered and the fact that he hadn't backed out of the room blushing was a
most pleasing sign.

"You can feel them if you like, Scott," she told him, watching for his
reaction. As if waking from a dream, he blinked slowly and looked her in the
eyes with his soft brown ones, but didn't move. Reaching out, she took his
right hand in hers and raised it to her chest. Guiding it inside the front of
her robe, she laid it over her breast and held it there. He didn't look down
from her eyes, so she squeezed his hand and closed her eyes for a moment. She
opened them again when he began to feel her offered breast and saw him gazing
wondrously and now more hungrily at her body.

Pulling the robe open and letting it down from her shoulders, she then pulled
down his trunks and was greeted by nicely sized and quickly hardening cock that
matched his tall frame. "Mmmmm, I love your cock, Scott," she breathed,
wrapping her hand around his shaft. He groaned quietly when she began pumping
and squeezing it softly for him. Slowly he rose his other hand to play with her
other breast and even stroked the hardening pink nipple at its tip with his
thumb.

"Yes, Scott, that's much better," she encouraged. "Now, if you really want me
you must do exactly as I say," she said slowly and expectantly, rubbing her
thumb back and forth under his foreskin.

"Anything," he groaned.

"That's my pet," she said as she caressed his balls with her other hand. His
own hands paused as he swayed in ecstasy. She dropped her hands and spread her
legs, looking him in the eyes. "Now kneel and lick my pussy."

She watched as he stared down uncertainly at her shaved lips. Her hands now on
his hips, she pressed down and he immediately bent to her will, kneeling before
her. Her hands then rose to his face and caressed his cheeks soothingly for a
moment before combing through his hair to the back of his head and drawing his
face between her legs. She felt his lips press against her sex gingerly in a
soft kiss and stroked her fingers through his hair again, eliciting a small
moan. "Now lick it my pet," she commanded more sternly.

Seconds later his tongue licked up along her slit and she sighed at its
pleasant roughness as it dipped briefly deeper. His breath was warm against her
sex at first, but grew cool as she became more wet and it evaporated her
escaping juices. Pressing his face harder against her sex, she clamped her
thighs around his head and commanded, "Harder!" Perhaps excited, or just in
nervous fear, he lapped harder, this time licking much deeper into her sex and
causing her to moan louder, which he responded to favorably.

Deciding it was time, she smiled mischievously and called out for her servant.
He entered almost instantaneously and walked to her side. She felt the boy
tense between her thighs, but she held him there. "Don't stop unless I say so
slut, or Gregory here will be upset!" she warned. "Right Gregory?"

"Right Mistress," he replied and clamped his hand around the boy's throat.

Slowly the boy began to lick again, and Anika smiled. "Fuck his ass, Gregory,
now!" she commanded harshly.

"Yes Mistress!" he replied, undoing his trousers and revealing his own 6 inches
of excited cock. The boy struggled as Gregory placed the head of his cock
against the opening of the boy's rectum, but he pulled the boy's arms behind
his back and tightened his grip until the boy groaned in pain. Relaxing his
hold but maintaining his grip on the boy's arms as he stopped struggling,
Gregory pressed hard against the teenager's tight hole, still managing to slide
it in fairly easily with the KY jelly his mistress had applied to his cock
earlier. Grunting, Gregory began thrusting in and out of the boy's clenching
hole. "Now lick or Gregory will have to hurt you again my dear," Anika
whispered near the boy's ear, his face still held in place by her clamped
thighs. When he didn't respond and started to struggle again, Gregory coiled
his muscles as he continued to fuck the boy, wrenching the boy's arms almost
out of his sockets.

"I'll do it!" he cried out in pain. "But pl-please . . . !" he started, unable
to finish.

"You'll learn to like it darling," was Anika's only reply as she petted his
head softly, at which he recoiled. Gregory tightened his hold while this time
pressing a pressure point on one of his wrists painfully, still thrusting what
was now 8 inches of engorged cock into the boy's hole. "Continue my pet, and
Gregory will stop hurting you," she explained.

Grunting at the pain that throbbed in his contorted shoulders and now his
wrist, which flashed with white hot pain, he licked her gingerly, hoping to end
the torture. Nodding her head at Gregory, who released his hold completely, she
started combing her fingers through his hair affectionately again, even wiping
the tears from his eyes as he wept. "I know my pet, but try to enjoy it and you
won't feel ashamed anymore," she cooed.

Gregory continued to thrust, having never even slowed, and, perhaps in
surrender or maybe even anger, the boy began licking her furiously. Anika
moaned and began thrusting her hips forward, mashing the boy's face against her
pussy. "Yes, my slut, pleasure your mistress!" she cried out.

Gregory fucked the boy harder still and Anika gasped as the boy's tongue
swirled around and over her clit. Smearing cum all over his mouth as she
pressed him deeper inside her pussy and against her clit, Anika spasmed and
came over his face and lips. She fucked his face with abandon through her
orgasm, crying out loudly. Coming down again, Anika watched Gregory fuck the
boy for a moment, then commanded him to stop. Next, wiping off Gregory's cock
with a her discarded robe, she commanded him to lay down on the bed. The boy
watched, now finding himself strangely excited and confused. When commanded to
suck Gregory's cock, he was shocked to find himself kneeling between the
servant's legs and taking his cock into his mouth, sucking and pumping it as if
he wanted nothing more than to swallow his cum.

He groaned as Anika shoved a large dildo up his no longer virgin ass and fucked
him in Gregory's place while encouraging him to suck harder and eat her
servant's cum like a good slut. He complied even more eagerly when her free-
hand grasped and pumped his now hard cock. Grunting around the swollen limb in
his mouth, he pumped Gregory hard as he shot cum all over himself, finally
tasting cum as Gregory then unloaded into his eager mouth. He told himself he
was angry and this was revenge, but he couldn't fool himself any longer and
instead greedily guzzled Gregory's cum.

"Good my fuck pet," he heard his newfound mistress say, caressing his cock
still. "Now you are mine forever." Kissing him softly on the cheek, she
imagined him walking around her bedroom in a skirt, panties, and high heels.

Write me, scottie, the author, at reallycold@hotmail.com to make any comments,
criticisms, or just chat. All responses are appreciated.

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