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If you are under 18 years of age, kindly leave and do not read any further. All individuals in my tales, both real and fictitious, are themselves, over the age of 18 years old.
The stories in The Dragon Chronicles are intended to be read in chronological order if they are to make sense to you, the reader. If you are just beginning here, I invite you to go back to chapter one and join Violet at the beginning of her story.
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Violet led me to her car and tossed me the keys. "You drive," was all she said.
I took us into the park and drove slowly around the scenic ring road. She had completely turned the tables on me back at the patio and I was more than a little curious about what else she was capable of.
"Are you going to tell me what you said to those two on the patio?"
"Are you going to teach me the ways of being your slut," she shot back.
"Pupil, my dear... you won't just be a slut for me."
I looked at her and studied her face before answering her question.
"You seem awfully eager to become a naughty girl," I queried.
"You seem to need an awful lot of persuading. Were you this hard on Shirley Mickleson?"
I pulled into a small view point and stopped the car.
"How do you know Shirley Mickleson?"
Shirley is a high end real estate saleswoman who I had spent a lot of time with. Her husband wanted a hotwife and I had agreed to help her down that path. Gorgeous, sophisticated and a natural slut who merely needed a little tutoring to open both her legs and her mind. I fucked Shirley regularly and made videos of it for her cuckold husband. Great people, but how did Violet know her?
"I just know them. Are you always this pedantic?
"With this... yes, I am!" I said in an annoyed tone again.
"I promised them and I won't break my promises. That's something that should make you happy!"
This girl was a real puzzle and if I was going to really take her into the other morality, I needed to find out a lot more about her. And Shirley was where I was going to start.
Here... I know something you'll like!" Violet said with a giggle.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a small, red g-string pair of panties. She undid her seatbelt and cuddled right up against me. She took my face into her hands and gave me an incredibly deep kiss. When she broke away she held the balled up panties to my nose and instructed me to close my eyes and breathe in.
"Can you smell my pussy?" she asked.
"Cunt," I replied.
"Cunt?"
"That's right. When you are with me, you will only use the word cunt. Understand?"
She snuggled right up tight to me and rubbed her panties all over my face.
"Do you like the smell of my... cunt, St. John?"
It brought back memories of when poppers were popular in the sex scene. I didn't answer her. I just closed my eyes and inhaled the sharp smell of those panties. The pull off was sheltered from the main road by a row of dense trees and I knew no one could see us parked in there. I took Violet's panties and put them in my pocket and then took her in my arms and began kissing her again. She kissed me back with passion and took my tongue greedily. This woman was hot, so hot, but I wanted to see just how hot I could get her while we were here in the park.
Her breathing was deep and heavy. I played with her nipples and teased them to see which she enjoyed more... rough or gentle. By the way she squirmed and moaned louder into my mouth --I'd say rougher was her preference.
At one point she'd actually gotten up on her knees and was leaning over top of me as we kissed like two teenagers. I unfastened those skintight pants she was wearing and managed to get them down far enough to actually touch her cunt. Fuck! Those pants were tight! I managed to slip a finger between her thighs and along the crease of her vagina. Mental note at that point... she had a camel toe. I gently slipped my finger between the meaty lips and into her honey pot of excitement. It was like dipping a finger into warm oil. Violet was so wet I was surprised that she hadn't drug me from the car to fuck her naked ass right on the hood. Having had other women this sopping wet, they'd have been begging to pull a train of horny guys!
I found her clit with my finger --just a small nub, but I knew it extended down either side of those swollen lips. I fingered her cunt slowly and smoothly as I continued to tease her with my tongue.
"Stick your tongue out as far as you can," I whispered.
My breathing was as heavy as hers and there was no way that this was going to end in the front seat of her car! I kissed her harder and slipped another finger into the warm honey between her legs. She was screaming into my mouth as I worked them in and out. I'd found one of her spots on the backside of her clit and I was torturing her. She shrieked and squirmed and panted like a dog, but I was not going to let her cum. Not yet.
I settled her down a bit by breaking the kiss and softly sucking on her protruding tongue like I was giving her a nice slow blow job. I slipped my fingers out of her cunt and put them on either side of her lips. Not everyone knows that the legs of the clitoris run down either side of the vagina and pinching those two lips together could be even more stimulating than just rubbing and teasing the nub.
I squeezed gently to judge Violet's reaction... not much. A little bit firmer touch and her breathing started to get excited again. She was so lubricated with all of her honey, she was easy to pull and pinch together and rub those lips. She started to squirm again and pressed her mouth hard against mine with a more passionate kiss. She gyrated her hips and bucked back and forth as I worked her up. She was literally peeing herself she was so turned on... but I wasn't through with her yet. On the slutty scale of 1 to 25 she was barely off the ground. This was just teasing a horny girl.
It was a gorgeous evening and the golden yellow glow of the sun starting to go lower and lower was streaming through the giant cedars. The air was heavy with the smell of the ocean and forest.
"Let's take a little walk," I said as I turned away from her and opened the car door.
It was as if you'd pulled the plug on the patient's life support unit and she was suddenly left standing in empty space.
"Wha... what are you doing? Why did you stop?"
She was spinning in her head and hadn't landed yet. She would be fine, because I wasn't through with her --not by any means. But a little more teasing before giving her what she really wanted would only make it that much better. I think the colloquial term for it is... edging, and I had her teetering on the brink of a cliff!
Her face was flushed, clothes rumpled, pants undone and she had a glisteny look all over her skin. I thought, as I walked away from her, that she looked like a real slut in heat and if anyone would have seen her, they'd have thought the exact same thing. I smiled to myself.
We headed into the forest on one of the trails that splayed out from the parking area. She followed close behind and I could tell that she was out of her element now and a little uncomfortable.
"Where are we going?" she said in a whiny little voice.