Hanson Sequel Li And The Son Ch 05

We first met Lisbeth in the original Hanson House series and her own sequel.

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Lis' bedroom, and that of the Carvers, was at the quiet end of the house. There the residents could enjoy privacy when that was desired. The size and the design of the massive residence displayed the wealth of the kinky couple. It also explained their popularity in the closed social group that supported Hanson House.

Only a few in that group knew about the cameras and microphones secreted in the play rooms, bathrooms and outdoor areas. Christian was oblivious, too. He was also horny that day -- his last before returning to college. It did not take him long to find Lisbeth in one of the larger playrooms. Nor to notice that she was naked under a long t-shirt.

Lis was almost as horny. She had no doubt that her novice lover intended to fuck her. Lis had every intention of doing just that. She let him hug her. Then kiss her. He was an adequate kisser, it turned out. And it was thrilling to let a younger, inexperienced boy grope her. His fingers slid under her shirt to tease her thick, long nipples. A hand felt for the curve of her shapely bottom. Such clumsy, nervous exploration stoked her lust. As did the hardness of his eight-inch dick that he pressed against her.

Stripping off her shirt was the signal for Christian to get serious. She smiled and moaned softly as one had grabbed her small, pale tits. Neither of them required foreplay, however, and Lis soon sank to her knees. Smiling up at the younger guy she deftly opened his jeans.

"Love this cock," she murmured before kissing her way down his length.

Lis was delighted to hear his sigh as she kissed and licked his hairy balls. Christian had never had a woman worship his manhood and that was exactly what Lis was doing. He deserved it as the son of the couple that owned her. And because she was rather keen on the younger man, her first ever virgin. Soon she was bobbing expertly on his thick, long shaft. Her cunt juices flowed harder when Christian found the confidence -- or the lust -- to take two handfuls of her short brown hair so as to fuck her face with passion.

"I need to pee," she gasped when he allowed a brief respite. "Come and watch?"

This bathroom had been designed so that the hidden cameras could capture everything. And Lis knew the best spots to show off their play. Lady Carver would enjoy watching it all, over and over. The eager sex slave positioned herself over a low-set porcelain basin. Lis had made sure her bladder was full. Her legs spread wide, the pure white would display hot piss to perfection.

"Shall I pee for you, young Sir?"

"Yes. Piss while I watch. So I can see."

"Of course, young Sir. Will you touch it? Feel it?"

"Yes. I want your hot piss."

The young man felt he'd died and gone to heaven. He did not hesitate to position a hand between her pale, slim thighs. The wetness of her bare cunt lips was obvious as Lis gently spread her flaps. She wanted the young man to see everything. There was no problem with relieving her aching bladder. But she controlled her flow carefully, pissing gently into his waiting hand.

"Young Sir, I love doing this for you."

"Fucking amazing. You are amazing."

"Thank you, Sir," she cooed as she released more of her hot pee onto his bare hand.

Lis was barely older than Christian but she was far more experienced. The training at Hanson House made her the perfect teacher for the lecherous son of her owners.

"Do you want more?" she asked. "Want me to pee on other places?"

She signalled her intent by wrapping he fingers of her spare hand around his throbbing shaft. And Christian's eyes lit up as he realised what was being proposed. In awe of such debauchery, he followed her lead so that he was perched on the edge of the bathtub.

"This will be my first time as well," Lis breathed excitedly as she squatted lower with her legs outside his.

As before, the pale slut took care to spread her cunt lips so that the younger man could see everything. She let loose, the hot stream more powerful this time as she enjoyed the relief and the perversion in equal measure. The cascade of hot pee fell onto his straining erection before splashing noisily to the white-tiled floor. Lis felt strange to be performing this act, more dominant than she was accustomed to. But there as something exciting about being so dirty. And Christian did not know where to look, his eyes switching from her sweet face to the sight of his manly cock being washed in fresh, female pee.

"That looks good," she moaned. "And your cock is bigger."

Christian did not doubt that. The wicked slut was squatting over him, giving him a close-up view of her shaved pussy as she performed a most intimate act. The hot pee spraying on his eight-inches was a thrilling addition to his depraved fantasies. And she was so proud to display it for him.

"You are such a dirty bitch," he told Lis as his cock strained upwards.

His legs were wet with the spray of hot piss. So were her inner thighs. And the descent of that warm, golden liquid had covered the tiles under her feet. The floor was covered in fresh piss and Lis hoped the cameras would capture it all. With her bladder finally emptied, she dropped to her knees. It did not matter that she was kneeling in her own urine -- it was more important to be a clean submissive and to prepare the young Sir for more fun.

She did not hesitate to lick up and down the shaft. Of course she paid attention to the fat head. But she did not forget to lap at his heavy balls and the thick, dark hair wet from her own piss. She made sure to let the cameras see what she was doing and knew that his mother would appreciate her extra care. Though Christian was more pleased when the dirty slut slipped over his shaft and did her best to swallow him whole. His moans were all the reward Lis required. It was even better when he placed his hands around her head so that he could thrust deeper with his hips.

Lisbeth was a well-trained submissive and a natural when it came to kinky pleasure. She knew, though, the pleasure that really mattered a for Christian to enjoy his first orgasm for the day. A lovely, hard fucking would have been ideal in her mind. But the tell-tale signs of his groaning and throbbing told her what the young man really needed.

She managed to pull back, extricating the massive hardness from her mouth. Christian had no time to react before one hand encircled the base of his aching shaft. Lis loved all cocks but this one was more gorgeous than most. Looking upwards, she was already stroking him with exactly the right amount of pressure.

"Cum for me?"

"Oh, fuck..."

"Cover me?" she urged as the pace of her stroking quickened. "Give me that big load," she said, loud enough that it would be recorded for his mother.

It was automatic to let her mouth fall open as her stroking brought the young man to the very edge. Lis would have loved to feel him spraying across her tongue, letting her taste him before swallowing every drop. But she'd been attentive -- as she was trained. And this young man wanted most to deliver a thick facial. She cupped his balls as she applied just the right amount of extra pressure. And then he was throwing his head back and groaning loudly for the recording.

"Faaaaarrck... fuck that's good..."

The novice was feeling more confident, even manly, since he had permission for seemingly anything he wanted. And Lis was enjoying her work. She was eagerly wanking the young Sir, producing burst after burst of warm, sticky cum that landed in big lumps on her face and in her hair. Lis was in love with those large balls that provided so much precious semen. What was more beautiful still was that Christian, unlike his father, had considerable power in his cumming. Lis used her skill to make sure that none missed her sweet face and short brown hair.

"Thank you, young Sir," she said with passion before she took him back in her mouth.

Kneeling before Christian, the dirty sub was honoured, as always, to wear a thick layer of cum. She had a fleeting thought, wondering if Christian was proud of his cock and the mighty blasts it delivered. Her hand was still holding the base of that wondrous cock. All the better to extract the last drops of his juice for her tongue to scoop up. From her first, Lis been intrigued by the feeling of a man releasing his stuff into her mouth. It was delightfully primal to swallow such a potent concoction.

"Do you want to clean me?" she asked from her cum-splattered face. "Can you pee?"

Christian had had enough fantasies to know what the pale slut was asking. It just happened that he could do with emptying his bladder. With his thick cock still, at half-mast he felt a strange thrill as loomed over her. Lis' eyes were closed with so much cock juice on her face. But it was automatic to let her mouth open in anticipation of another gift from the young man.

"Yes, sir. Spray it on me," she urged as the stinky yellow stream flew through the air and began to soak her anew.

Lis preferred semen. But she had been trained to serve, after all. Being debased for sexual pleasure had its own thrills. And she received his piss with joy knowing this was another first for the young man. Christian was excited as well, aware that he should aim at removing the cum he'd left on her face and hair. Taking a dominant role wasn't so hard. It was thrilling to see a small load of piss run down over her small tits and erect nipples.

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The oversized bed did not have any covers. It was not set up for sleeping, after all. Lisbeth knew exactly where the secret cameras were hidden in the large bedroom. And where they were aimed. She was ready to give Lady Carver another thrilling show, watching her youngest son discover his manhood. Christian really had not noticed her butt plug till they were showering together. Now he was gently touching it, fascinated by the weight of the stainless steel object nestled in her tight sphincters.

"I wear one of my plugs almost every day," she was explaining to the attentive young man. "Its good to stay prepared. And it's a nice ritual for a trained submissive."

"Prepared? You mean for someone to screw you in the butt?"

"Mostly its my Lord -- I mean, your dad -- who uses my butt. But he can make it available to anyone else."

Christian was well aware of his father's size. And suitably impressed that a slim woman like Lisbeth could accept that horse cock in her arsehole. He didn't really understand about Lis' place in his parents' home or the training she'd been given at Hanson House. Like most young people, he preferred not to think about his parents' sex life. He wanted to change the subject, asking about the faint bruises on Lis' shapely bottom.

"Sometimes your mother likes to whip me," Lis tried to explain. "It turns her on."

"But... but what about you?"

"Oh, it turns me on as well," Lis grinned wickedly.

She'd had that reaction ever since hearing her own mother being caned in her marital bedroom. That had been one of the reasons for her superb grades at Hanson House. She loved giving herself in that way to Lady Carver. And the sexual frenzy it created. Now she wondered if the youngest son had a similar interest.

"Ummm... no?... I mean... I never thought about that."

There was something else. A question that had been nagging at Christian.

"Is that why you're having sex with me? Cos my parents ordered you?"

"Oh, young Sir. Its not like that," Lis wanted to reassure him. "Your mum mentioned you were a virgin. I asked to be your first. Cos I like you and I knew you'd be a good fuck."

It was almost true. And it seemed to satisfy Christian But it was time to move his thoughts back to her butt plug. Moving around on the bed, she suggested Christian play with it a little more. It was nice -- in a kinky, dirty way -- to let the novice lover poke and jiggle the metal object in her tight hole. He appreciated her soft moaning. His own sounds mixed with hers as Lis began to kiss and lick his hardening shaft and his heavy, hairy balls.

It wasn't long before Lis was on her back with Christian's face in her crotch.

"Touch it... move it," she coached him.

Lis had no time to think about her new role in directing their sex play. Christian, snacking on her meaty cunt, somehow realised a good move was to begin pulsing the plug back and forth in her hole. It produced the most delectable sensations in her arse. And her cunt. Lis grabbed at his hair so as to increase the delight from his fast-developing oral skills. The youngest son of the Lady Carver was showing much promise. Her sounds of delight turned to screams of ecstasy when Christian began to fuck her bottom with the tight-fitting implement. His tongue was perfect on her clit as he slid it back and forth, stretching and stimulating her.

Finally, almost breathless, she suggested it was time for the young man to fuck her again. The submissive slut, barely older than him, could not think of a cock she wanted more right then. But Christian suddenly looked nervous.

"Umm... well, I brought... I was going to try something else."

"Yes... please," she breathed with lust.

Rolling onto her tummy, she watched with a huge grin as Christian nervously produced two items from his discarded clothes. The cucumber was thick -- Lis knew it would be a challenge even for her well-trained cunt. The carrot, however, looked a perfect size for her now throbbing butt hole. Feeling almost as horny as Christian, the slender submissive rolled onto all fours. She was ready to be penetrated. To be certain he understood, she reached back and pulled her butt cheeks apart for him.

"You can pull it out," she told him. "So you have more room."

He was careful. Almost most gentle. Lis enjoyed the slow widening of her arsehole as the steel plug was removed. A small moan of pleasure escaped.

"You OK?" Christian asked nervously.

"Do anything you want," the dirty Dane groaned.

With her holes presented so nicely, Christian did not waste another second. Taking a grip on the green vegetable, he began to jam it into her wet hole. The thing had enough girth that he needed to force to it. There was a chance it simply would not fit. But the dull ache in her cunt hole made Lisbeth groan with delight. And Christian was encouraged to give another crude shove. Lis could not hold in her small grunt in response

"Oh, Sir... is it good?"

"I wanna fuck you."

"Please... don't stop..."

For a moment Christian thought he might have misjudged how much cucumber could fit into the tight cunt hole. He rammed it forward once more. The size of the thing must be hurting the pale bitch. But Lis enjoyed the dull pain. And she was determined to give the young man exactly what he wished. The fingers of one hand found her swollen clit.

He found that third brutal shove seemed to open her hole just enough. The green produce was wedged tightly in her entrance.

"Oh... young Sir... do it..."

The cucumber was thick and harder than most cocks. There was no soft head to start opening her hole. Lis was ready, though. She braced herself. Seeing that, Christian gave another hefty shove to the cucumber. He heard the sounds of her protest, the slight moan of pain. But that did not discourage him in the least. This was a submissive bitch who he decided could take it. Eager to please her as much as himself, the young man began to ram the cucumber with force into that straining opening.

"Fuck me. Fuck me," she groaned with desire.

To his astonishment, Christian could feel the way her cunt was adjusting to the ramming cucumber. The extra wetness was helping, too. Not to forget the slender fingers on her clit. He struggled to contain his enthusiasm as he realised that she was actually enjoying being fucked with a vegetable. Placing an arm around her hips, so as to hold her tighter, he tried to ram as hard and deep as he could.

"Give it to me, Sir," she urged like a well-trained Hanson graduate should.

He was starting to develop rhythm now. And Lis was beside herself with the depravity of their play. And the delightful hardness of his chosen implement.

"Sir,.. I'm gonna... gonna cum..."

The pale Dane forgot about the cameras. Forgot about giving a performance for Lady Carver. Lust for the young man mixed with the wonder of being in control -- for the first time -- drove her over the edge. She exploded loudly, her cunt spasming around the green invader. Her ecstasy only grew as the dirty-minded young man took the opportunity to ram her still harder.

"Ugh... yes, ugh... ohhh..." she groaned while two hands tore at the sheets.

"Fuckin' amazing," he breathed behind her.

"Fuck me, dirty boy."

His mind was in a haze from the experience. The youngest son had never really thought he'd get to experience this. Having fucked Lis now he was violating her with a fresh vegetable. He'd chosen a thick specimen for a reason. It did not bother him to hurt the slut in this way. Though he realised that already she was having her second orgasm from being penetrated so crudely. Gripped tight in his hand, the cucumber looked an even darker green against the pale skin of her shapely bottom.

"Ahhhhh.... mooooooorrrrre..." she was moaning to him, loving the way the hard, thick produce was abusing her young cunt.

Christian was in something of a frenzy, too. He no longer cared about damage. His once-hidden dominant side had been aroused as he rammed harder and deeper. Her cunt hole was stretched tight around his chosen implement. Her cunt juice coated the cucumber thickly. The noise of her orgasms signalled his triumph.

Of course, he was not done yet. No longer shy or nervous, he grabbed the large carrot. He'd planned for this -- choosing an example that was nicely tapered. Slowing briefly with his assault on Lis' snatch, he managed to position the tip against her other opening.

"Fuck yes," she gasped with delight.

Lis had been born to give sexual pleasure. It was thrilling to be letting Christian explore his fantasies. And electrifying to be filled twice over by objects the novice had chosen from his parents' fridge.

"Yes... shit, yes..." she cried out as her arsehole was poked with a new invader.

Christian had not counted on penetration being more difficult when both holes were filled. The answer seemed obvious - pounding the carrot harder into her warmed-up sphincters. It worked, too, as the tight backdoor opened more easily. And there was no missing the increased intensity of her orgasmic noises as she willingly took the double penetration of fresh produce. He wondered if he might split her and he wondered if that would matter.

"I'm... cumming... dirty boy... cumming..."

He varied his thrusting -- first probing deep with one vegetable and then the other before trying to bury them both at the same time. Lis enjoyed either technique, her holes hungry for the unconventional fucking. She lapped up every orgasm the young man was providing with his perverse sex play.

Though every young man needed a particular sort of sexual pleasure. The pale slut was at his mercy, on all fours and more than warmed up. Lis understood when, silently, he removed the cucumber from her pussy and the carrot from her bum hole.

"Yes, Sir... please fuck me, Sir."

"You sure?"

"I want that cock," she grinned over her shoulder. "I want that big load inside me."

Christian's cock had been pointing vertically since Lis had gotten on all fours. And now she repeated her earlier move, reaching back to pull her butt cheeks wide apart. Her cunt lips were red from his assault but she was ready for more. She whined in delight as her newest man-in-charge began to slip his eight-inch meat into her still suffering snatch.

"I can't believe how good you are," he moaned as her cunt muscles held him firmly.