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Subject: Repost: MRWADE.145 - Latin Lust - Chapter Sixteen

Date: 14 Oct 1995 07:48:28 GMT

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MRWADE.145                                      By Master Wade














                           Latin Lust





                         Chapter Sixteen











     Paul wasn't really sure if the three girls would be able to


stand another of Anna Maria's performances or not.  He really


hadn't planned on them losing control like that, and it angered him


a bit that they had, but only because it had been his intent for


their passions to build gradually with each  of Anna's "shows".


     Anna was already dressed and ready for her last set when he


walked into her room.  She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her


hands in her lap, and had pulled her hair back in a pony tail.  She


had also removed much of the makeup she had worn earlier, and had


a freshly scrubbed look to her which made her look even younger.


     "I could go barefoot, Master, if you wanted," she said,


smiling at him as he looked her over.


     "That would be cute, Anna, but I love those white high-heels


with that dress.  You are driving these girl's crazy, you know. 


Especially that last set."


     "I'm glad they're enjoying it, but if anyone is turned on,


it's ME, Master!  To see them looking at me like they do...the


passion in their eyes.  The little one...gee...she got so hot that


I thought she was going to jump up and grab me there at one point."


     "And if she had?"


     "I don't think you should talk to me about anything like that


until after they're gone, Master, but you can certainly decide that


for yourself.  I'll do anything you want me to do."


     "They are all three involved with each other, you know."


     "I thought so, but I wasn't really sure.  Have you watched


them?"


     "The two older ones, Peggy and Barbara.  Not Anne, the


youngest."


     "And did you like watching, Master?"


     "Yes, precious.  I liked it a lot."


     "They are very pretty women, Master.  That Anne is a doll."


     "I may let Anne have you some time."


     Anna Maria swallowed hard and stared at her hands.  She didn't


say anything at all.


     "I may let them all three have you some time."


     Anna Maria shuddered and shook her head, making her pony tail


dance from side to side.  She looked up at Paul, without smiling,


and then back at her hands again.


     "Are you a happy girl, Anna?", he asked.


     Anna Maria looked up at him through eyes heavy with desire.


     "I become happier with every word you speak, and with every


moment that you allow me to serve you, Master," she said.


     "You've done so well that I hesitate to even make a suggestion


where this last set is concerned, Anna," he said, sitting next to


her on the bed.  "But I want you to do two things for me for sure


this time."


     "And what are they, Master?"


     "I want you to make an open play for Anne, for one thing. 


Pull her up from her seat and dance with her, or push her dress up


so that you can see her legs.  Kiss her, sit in her lap, put her


fingers in you...anything you want, only don't let her go all the


way, and don't you go all the way with her..  Can you do that?"


     Anna Maria's eyes dropped to her hands again, and she almost


whispered her reply.


     "Yes."


     "Good girl.  Secondly, I want you to strip totally nude at the


end of your dance, and I want you to kiss each one of them full on


the mouth before you leave the room."


     "Yes, Master.  I will," she replied, looking up at him, and


kissing him on the cheek.


     "Okay.  I'm going back out now to make sure everything is


ready.  When you hear the music begin you can come out."





     Paul went back in the greatroom, relieved to see that the sexy


trio had straightened themselves up and were ready for the last set


of the evening.


     "Maybe it's a good thing that you lost control that time,


girls," he said, standing in front of them.  "I think you may find


this set the hottest of all, and I must remind you that Anna Maria


cannot have sex with you tonight.  You can respond to her, but I'll


jump in and break up anything that goes beyond petting, and I mean


it."


     "You knew she would drive us crazy, you bastard," Barbara


said, feeling setup."


     Paul smiled and chuckled softly.  "Yea, I knew, Barbara.  But


I don't think you're really as angry about that as you want me to


believe you are.  Let's just say that I'm very pleased by what I


see in Anna Maria so far, and that I can almost assure you that


you'll get to enjoy her more intimately another time.  Isn't that


good enough for now?"


     "I'm not busy tomorrow night," Anne said, making the other two


girls and Paul laugh.


     "I'll remember that, Anne," he said, softly.  "But for now,


lets get on with the show."


     He began the music, this time Enigma, by the group of the same


name.  When the haunting music began, the door opened, and out came


Anna Maria.





     Somewhere Anna Maria had found an all-day sucker, and entered


licking it, walking with that foot in front of foot walk that made


her dress sway from side to side.  She paused and carried the small


telephone table chair to the center of the room.  She sat in it,


facing the girls, her feet touching, but her legs falling apart.


The dress was full and came nearly to her knees, and it fell


between her opened legs as she continued to lick the big sucker,


almost oblvious to anyone else's presence.


     It was powerfully erotic just to sit there and watch her


tongue licking the candy.  She turned her head from time to time,


allowing a full view of her lathing the wide sucker, and there was


no doubt that all four of us could easily picture her licking


pussy.


     Ever so slowly, while still licking the sucker, Anna Maria's


legs began closing and opening, closing and opening, in a very


natural and youthful manner.  She did this over and over, her feet


staying together, her knees touching and them separating again as


widely as possible.


     Suddenly she stopped licking the sucker, and held it out for


Paul to take it from her, which he did.  Running her tongue along


her lips with her eyes closed and flicking at the sweetness that


lingered at the corners of her mouth,  Anna Maria moved her feet


apart widely so that they were flat on the floor and a good two


feet apart.  It was now possible to see up her dress, although not


quite far enough to see her panties.


     Anna Maria stared straight at Anne, and putting her hands on


her knees, began working the dress up her bare and widespread legs.


She went so slowly that even Paul wanted to run to her and jerk the


damned dress up, but she never faltered in her actions and


continued to raise it higher and higher, until finally it was fully


bunched at her waist and it was possible to see the crotch of those


snow-white panties.


     She paused, still staring at Anne, whose eyes were fastened on


her exposed crotch, and then gave the dress a flip with both hands,


tossing it back down over her legs as she crossed them and turned


a bit to the side in the chair.  Her hands clasped at her uppermost


knee, and Anna Maria leaned back in the chair, allowing her pony-


tail to fall back toward the floor, her eyes pointed at the


ceiling. She held this pose for a moment, and then turned her head


toward the group, focusing once again on Anne.  While she stared at


the young girl, she sat up again, still turned toward the wall, and


with her right hand began sliding the dress up again, just on the


side toward her audience.  All the way to her hip she moved the


dress, giving them all a wonderful view of the side of her right


leg which she raised slowly sliding her calf along the other leg,


her leg still bent, her knee raising upward.


     The leg went back down, the skirt following it, and she turned


the other direction in the chair and repeated those same movements


with the other leg.  There was something about the stark simplicity


of her exposure that was very powerful in contrast to her wild


dance of the previous set, and combined with the white dress and


the youthful appearance of her hair and face.  Her bare legs only


heightened the effect, her dark olive skin glistening in such


wonderful contrast to the white clothing.


     Completing the show of her left leg, Anna stood, and placed


her left foot in the chair, sliding her dress up to her waist


again, her side once again turned to her audience.  She reached to


her raised ankle with both hands, and slowly and sensuosly ran her


fingers up her calves, over her knees, and up her thigh, almost as


if she were straigtening her stockings.  But there were no


stockings there, and the effect was that she was simply touching


herself, loving the shape and feel of her beautiful legs, touching


herself in front of them.


     When she had done this same routine with both legs, the dress


fell back down again as she stood facing them in front of the


chair, her feet wide apart.  Bending at the waist she took the hem


of the dress in her hands and lifted it, fanlike, in front of her,


rasing her arms toward the ceiling until the dress hid all of her


upper body, and covered none of her below her waist.  She stood


there, motionless, her dark legs and white panties totally exposed


with four sets of eyes examining them, drinking in every delightful


detail.  Finally, she lowered the dress once more, slowly, and


cupped her breasts through the fabric of the dress, her eyes


closed, her head turned to one side.


     Still fondling one breast through her clothing with her right


hand, Anna Maria reached for the dress again, and lifted it in the


middle, raising it so that just the insides of her thighs and the


white panties were exposed.  Her right hand then left her breast


and moved down her body ever so slowly, not stopping until she was


at her crotch.  She began rubbing herself through her panties, her


eyes still closed, touching first the area of her clitoris through


the little panties, and then sliding her fingers between her legs


to wipe them along the dampening crotch, caressing her lips through


the thin silky material.


     Paul looked down at the girls in front of him, watching


Peggy's breasts rise and fall from her heavy breathing, and seeing


Anne take Barbara's hand, holding it tightly in hers as she


continued to keep her eyes glued on Anna Maria fondling herself


there in front of her.


     Anna Maria shook her head violently, as if waking herself from


a dream, and quickly removed her hand from between her legs, her


eyes opening, a look of shock coming across her face.  It was


exactly as if she had lost herself and only then become aware that


she was being watched.  Her hand flew to her face, and she lay it


against her cheek, her mouth open as if she were about to say, "Oh


no!".  Then her eyes closed again, and she slid the fingers of her


hand to her lips where she licked at them, obviously searching for


a taste of the juices which certainly must be seeping through her


panties by now.  It was the first time that Paul had seen her do


anything like that, and he found his erection jerk as he watched


her taking the fingers between her lips, sucking them hungrily.


     Finally, she removed the fingers from her mouth, and opened


her eyes again, focusing once again on Anne.  She walked slowly


straight at the tiny little bundle of nerves whose hand tightened


its grip on Barbara's hand.


     Standing directly in front of Anne, so close that Peggy had to


lean forward and look to her left to see her well, Anna Maria


reached behind herself and began unzipping the dress.  She let it


fall from her body of it's own accord, not stopping it or helping


it particularly.


     When it had fallen around her ankles, Anna Maria raised her


arms and stretched, as if waking from sleep, her eyes closed,


yawning, an olive skinned babe in bra and panties, her back


arching, her breasts pushed out, legs apart, panties wet with her


juices.


     Completing her yawn, she knelt, placing a knee on either side


of Anne's legs, and scooting herself up closely, her breasts now


only inches away from her face as she straddled her.  She took


Anne's head in her hands, and bent it back, lowering her mouth to


kiss Anne hard on the mouth, her tongue immediately sliding between


Anne's lips as she opened them.  She kissed Anne deeply and long,


and then pulled her mouth away quickly, staring into her eyes,


which were now heavy with pure lust.  Reaching behind herself


again, she unsnapped the bra and freed her young breasts from the


uplifting pressure which had pushed them upward and together so


provocatively.


     Still staring into Anne's eyes, Anna Maria tweaked her nipples


with both hands, pinching them lightly and pulling them away from


her breasts slightly.  Then she ran her fingertips over them,


tickling them, making them grow even harder and longer, right


before Anne's eyes.


     Anne released Barabara's hand, moving her own to Anna's thigh,


letting it fall nervously on her soft skin.  Her other hand


followed, landing on her other thigh, as Anna reached for Anne's


head again, this time guiding the young girl's mouth toward her


naked breasts.  Just as Anne was about to hungrily suck one of them


into her mouth, Anna pushed her head away and stood up, leaving


Anne, but not going far away.


     She turned with her back to her, tugging the panties up at the


top, pulling them out from the sides, and making them snap against


her sweet butt.  Her legs were apart, and she reached between her


legs, allowing Anne to see her touching herself up close.


     Anne was starting to lose it, and she reached for Anna, her


hand sliding quickly up the inside of her thigh, headed for her


pussy.  Anna Maria closed her legs, moving her feet together,


clamping Anne's hand between her legs and denying her.  Anne slid


her hand back out, embarased, but still enthralled by the almost


personal show Anna Maria was giving her.


     Anna Maria bent at the waist, her legs locked together and


straight, and then reached back for the panties and slid them down


her upraised ass, which was pointing straight at Anne's face.  She


paused just as the panties slid off her cheeks, waiting for them to


look at her naked ass.  Then she continued removing them, sliding


them down her legs further and further, until they were at her


ankles.  She stepped out of them, turned, and handed them to Anne,


holding them right in front of her face. Anne reached for them,


only to find Anna toss them to the side, depriving her once more.


     With a little giggle, and clad only in the white high-heels,


Anna Maria walked away from Anne, past Barbara, past Peggy, and


back to the chair in the center of the room.  She sat again, her


legs open wide, and reached between her legs to pull the lips of


her pussy open wide, showing her inner cunt lips to the three women


and her Master.  Almost as quickly as she had opened them, she


released them, closing her legs, leaning back on the chair, her


legs together tightly.  She straighted her body, supporting it only


at the back of the chair and the front of the seat, a naked vision


in pony tails.


     Slowly she relaxed once more and stood, walking with that foot


in front of foot walk again toward the three girls.  She stopped in


front of Anne and released her hair, pulling the rubber band from


around it and letting it fly loosely as it fell, once again framing


her face.


     She stood with her feet apart, her hands on her hips, and


shook her head sexily, a teasing smile on her face, daring them to


stare at her nakedness.  Then moving to Anne, she bent once more


and kissed her hotly on the mouth, her hand sliding up under Anne's


dress until she was pressing her fingers against the juicy wetness


of Anne's pussy.  She pushed the panties to the side, searching for


and finding the wet slit which was so hungry to have her inside it.


She grazed Anne's clit and then pushed two of her fingers quickly


into the young girl's cunt.  She grabbed her tightly, lifting up


with her fingers inside the young girl, rubbing her palm hard


against her mound.  She felt Anne's hand moving, touching her leg


and then moving directly to her pussy.  Anne pushed a finger into


her, gasping in her kiss as Anna Maria continued finger fucking


her.


     Suddenly Anna Maria removed her fingers and pulled Anne's hand


away from her crotch.  She moved quickly to Barbara, holding her


face with her juice drenched hand and kissing her hard on the


mouth. She only kissed Barbara for a moment and moved quickly away,


almost before Barbara could react to her, and then kissed Peggy in


the same way, just as quickly, just as passionately.


     Walking quickly to the table where Paul had laid her sucker,


Anna Maria picked it up and began licking it again, looking at the


three women and meaningfully caressing the candy with her tongue. 


Then slowly and with her naked ass moving gracefully from side to


side as she walked, she moved away from them, and into the door of


her room, for the last time.


     The room was quiet for a moment, as the music stopped and the


girls sat in sexual shock.


     "Thanks for coming, girls.  I'll ask you to leave now, but


please know that it meant a lot to us for you to be here."


     Barbara looked at Peggy, whose eyes told her there was no


point in arguing.  They stood and gathered their purses from the


counter that separated the greatroom from the kitchen.


     "Paul...", Peggy began, but he cut her off, motioning for her


to be quiet.


     "Thanks Peggy.  I'll be in touch," he said, ushering them


toward the door.


     Paul let Peggy and Barbara walk ahead just as they approached


the door, and took Anne's arm to stop her.  He bent to whisper in


her ear.


     "Can I call you at work tomorrow?", he asked, nodding at her


to indicate she was to reply in that manner.  When she nodded


affirmatively, he whispered once more, "Don't let them know.  This


is just between us."


     The door closed, and Paul turned to lean against it, thrilled


that the evening had been such a success.  He couldn't wait to hold


his sweet Anna in his arms and thank her for all she had done.  He


was so proud of her, so excited by her, so thrilled by the secrets


she had revealed to him and his friends in such a marvelous way.


     He walked happily through the door of her room, anxious to


pull her to him.  What he saw made him stop in his tracks.  Anna


Maria was on her knees at the foot of the bed, naked, laying on the


bed with her head turned toward him, her ass raised.


     "Spank me please, Master," she said, imploring him.  "Please


spank me.  I have been a very naughty girl."


     Paul felt her words run through his body like electric


current. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her with more


tenderness than she had ever known.  She read it in his eyes.


     "Quickly, Master.  Do it," she said, the sincerity of her


desire heavy in her voice and in her eyes.





     Paul unbuckled his belt and slid it through the loops of his


gray slacks.  Doubling it, and watching her close her eyes tightly,


he walked toward the end of the bed.





Continued in MRWADE.146....