Archive-name: Bestial/smp2.txt Archive-author: Old Fox Archive-title: Susan, Mark and Pepper Author's note: This is part 2 of Susan's story. *I* don't like it as much as part 1 but it will provide the transition to Part 3, which should be posted in a week or two.Thanks to jfriday for transmitting this. Enjoy! Old Fox "Mark should be here within fifteen minutes" thought Susan as she was applying lotion to her newly-shaved mound. Thoughts of what might happen raced through her mind as the stinging subsided on her exposed skin leaving only the tingles of anticipation. She looked in the mirror at her trim, tanned body. The only light areas were just across her vaginal lips, around her wanut-shaped areolae and the one area just above the crease in her buttocks. All of the rest of her she had managed to shift her bikini so that the sun could touch. Looking at her vulva, she could see the hood of the spark-maker and her krinkled inner lips peeking out a little. "That's the problem of arousal, I get krinkled and swell up," she thought as she appraised herself. "But, I'm not a little girl anymore, I have more shape down there. I have more activity down there." Hearing a car door slam in front, Susan hurrydly pulled on her bikini and had it adjusted as the doorbell rang. Pepper, resting in his favorite day spot in the back yard by the deck, barked to announce a visitor. After being reassured by Susan, he returned to his doggy-nap. Mark was not expecting the greeting he got. He'd never seen Susan in a bikini because she was never allowed to buy one when she lived at home. The front door shut, Susan reached her arms over Mark's athletic shoulders and planted a kiss to end all kisses. Mark's lips on hers brought waves of pleasure to her body and her wiggling against him lowered her bikini to expose rigid nipples against his cotton shirt. "Whoa! let's slow down," Mark exclaimed as he felt a rapidly rising pressure in his pelvis. Sure, he wanted some fun but this was too fast. He moved her back and he was the one to catch his breath as her saw her pert nipples .... her bare tummy ...... and ... WOW... the tantalizing view of the top of a bare mound. This brought about not just pressure but a full-blown erection. Mark thought to himself "I'm sure glad I haven't masturbated for a couple of days. Maybe this is IT!" Poor Mark. He knew that she was expecting him to stay with her that night but that his parents had other ideas. "Susan, ....Ah, ...I've just got a couple of hours today since I'm supposed to meet my folks this evening for dinner." "Maybe we could make good use of the time we've got," she said as she took Mark by the hand to lead him to the bedroom. Mark had a grin on his flushed cheeks. Mark was still shy. Susan quickly rid herself of the little pieces of suit and spread herself on the bed to allow him full view. This had never happened before she had her freedom from her house. Mark had a difficult time undressing with a rigid penis in the way. He placed himself beside her and ran his fingertips the length of her torso. Her nipples begged for attention and her vagina churned as his gentile lips and tongue lavished attention to the walnuts and nipples. His fingers had wended their way down to her crotch and his palm cupped the bare, warm, yielding flesh. Mark slowly inched his middle finger between the now-slippery lips and up to the familiar barrier, her hymen with a finger-tip-size opening. Mark really wanted to get more than the tip of his finger in there *sometime*. He realized that he was feeling her move in ways that she had not before; there seemed to be an intensity he had not felt before. Susan pulled away to reach for the lubricated condom she had ready. Sliding down his firm body, she placed it on his slippery tip and unrolled it down the length of his twitching penis, causing him to moan. Susan pulled Mark over on top of her. She pulled her knees up beside him. She pulled him up to her until she could feel the throbbing member against her crotch. She reached down to grab his heat and slowly insert it between her enflamed, engorged lips. It hit the barrier but she wiggled and pushed herself down against him. She contracted and relaxed (this seemed to have worked for another place). The barrier, as usual, held and Mark let out his usual sigh of discouragement. Since she had learned, thanks to Pepper, how to get release for herself, Susan decided to try Mark's penis someplace else and she could rub her spark-maker (as she now called her clit) and they could both get satisfaction. She moved so that the throbbing member was between her nether cheeks and began to push and contract. "I can't." "Why not?" How could Mark tell her that he didn't want his penis back there? It *just*wasn't*right. "I'm sorry, I just don't want to hurt you," was his lame excuse. How could he tell her he was a prude? Susan felt he meant it so didn't press the issue. "Would you kiss my tummy?" "Sure!" This would be a way out of an awkward situation and, he'd never really done that before. His lips brushing around her navel set her skin on fire. She inched upward on the bed, moving his lips downward towards her mound. As they first touched, her tummy began twitching in anticipation and she tilted her pelvis upward for easier access. His lips were on her labia and she raised herself further to greet him. She was ready for a literal tongue lashing. "Slide your tongue out right there," she whispered breathlessly, preparing for the spark-maker to do its thing. How could Mark tell her that tongues don't belong in there? "I can't, I'm, ah, in so much pain that I need to come right now." Susan was pissed. But, she loved the shy one and grabbed his sheathed member with both hands. It only took a few solid strokes and squeezes and he was convulsively pumping the end of the condom full. ... Dressed and chit-chat and Mark announced it was time to leave. This he did, awkwardly. ... Sure, Mark was satisfied and here deep inside Susan was a raging fire that demanded attention; great attention; attention more than her finger would give. "Pepper, come on boy!!" Pepper was puzzled by the quaver in her voice. Susan was having trouble unfastening the rope from his collar because of her trembling fingers. Pepper smelled why. He sensed they were headed for the bedroom and his member began to unsheath. Susan quickly shed and almost pounced on the bed to present her churning crotch to Pepper. He needed no invitation to begin lapping at the tasty juices. The trouble was, the juices were spread all around and it was difficult to get them all what with all of her bottom wiggling and bouncing. Susan was being driven nuts by all of the licking around her vagina. FINALLY, he hit home. The first time his tongue began at the back of her opening and laved its way up to her clit, she froze in glorious anticipation. The next time, she had the pushing urge which opened her further to his ministering tongue and elevated her spark-maker to open stroking. The third time, she began her moan and her legs spead even wider as the spasms began to surge through her body. His tongue spreading her inner lips kept the fire burning and her vagina churning and she wanted something inside and the blasted barrier and why couldn't Mark get through and just big enough for finger and Pepper's penis and smaller than Mark and bigger than my finger and the little hole in my ... HUH???? ........ Pepper's penis? Orgasmus holdus. Susan sat up bright-eyed and Pepper just stood there, his panting causing his erect member to bounce with every breath. She looked at the pointed tip, smaller than a finger. She continued back and saw a firm rod larger than a finger but smaller than Mark. The solution was at hand. She rolled over and Pepper knew what to do. He knew in the past that it would feel great but taste weird when he licked himself clean, not like those other juices he loved. What he didn't realize that this time she tilted her pelvis forward rather than back. His throbbing member easily found its way between more open, slippery lips. Susan could feel the tip reach the small hole in the barrier and then come tight to it. As Pepper adjusted his stance, a little jab on his part did the job, a tear at the edge and that was all that was needed. Susan felt a stab of pain and then something she had never felt before, probing at churning muscles that had never *ever* been touched. As Pepper thrusted deeper, the tear enlarged and Susan needed time to adjust to the pain. She pushed him away and lay there on her tummy, panting in rythm to Pepper as the pain subsided. Her vagina was overtaken with a new kind of feeling of urgency brought about by penetration deeper than she had ever experienced. Susan had an incomplete feeling and, looking at Pepper, she realized he must feel the same. She was sure that she couldn't continue what had started but she had such churning she had to do something. She rolled to her back and pulled Pepper up between her legs to hug him and let him know it was ok. Pepper's penis struck against her spark-maker and she thrusted her hips upward involuntarily. Pepper's surprized penis then found itself at level with open lips; Pepper's penis sensed an invitation; Pepper's penis needed no further invitation; Pepper's penis easily slid in to the nob. Susan's eyes flashed wide as the member slid across her cervex; what was this sparking sensation? Pepper, feeling his rod well-ensconsed, adjusted his stance for the ultimate thrusting and began. Because of the angle of her pelvis and the elevation of the engorged member, the tip slammed across her G-spot and cervex repeatedly. The triggered orgasm inside her body almost caused her bucking to throw Pepper off the bed. As she came, she could feel the nob at the base of his penis separate her lips as he finished his final thrusts. Susan just rested there, waiting for her heart to slow. She weakly got up to clean herself and wash the blood from her quivering, weakened thighs. She began to think about how it would be different with Mark the next time. Pepper licked himself clean, appreciating the better taste. He settled in, went to sleep and dreamed doggy dreams. --