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The Silk Scarf 4/4 

 
	           -  The Silk Scarf - 
		by  Ann Douglas 
                               Part Four 
 
	Hanging between her legs was a cock that 
was larger than Michael's own. Totally hairless, it 
hung semi-erect less than an inch from Michael's 
mouth.  The image was so out of place with that 
of the exquisite woman in front of him.  The 
young man's eyes darted back and forth between 
Catherine's beautiful face and the inexplicable 
secret between her legs. 
	"Yo.... you're a guy...."  he finally gasped. 
	 
	Catherine smiled down at him.  "Do you 
really believe that?"  she asked. 
	The expression on the bewildered young 
man showed that he didn't know what to think. 
Time stood silent as he tried to understand. 
	"Think about what you've been feeling."  
she continued.  "Think about your fantasies and 
desires." 
	It was obvious that was exactly what he 
was thinking.   
	"Remember, you're in control here."  she 
reminded him.  "If you want to end it here, all you 
have to do is relax your hands and let that scarf 
fall to the floor." 
	It was that simple.  Michael knew it.  A 
simple relaxing of his hands and he was on the 
way out the door.  Why couldn't he bring himself 
to do it. 
	  Staring at the cock hanging just before 
his eyes, Michael thought of the times he and 
Jimmy Craig had jerked off together back home.  
A few times they'd even jerked each other off.  He 
remembered that it had felt pretty good.  Just as 
good as when Sally Hayden, his first real 
girlfriend, had done it later on.  There were nights 
that he had wondered that if he hadn't become 
involved with Sally, would he and Jimmy have 
gone any further.   
	"Decision time." Catherine said, breaking a 
prolonged silence. 
	 
	Michael knew he should let go of the 
scarf.  Just relax his fingers and stand up.  That 
was the right thing to do.  Instead he found 
himself leaning forward and taking Catherine's 
cock into his mouth. 
 
	Surprised at his own actions, Michael 
couldn't really put words to the thrill that ripped 
through his body as he felt her hardness fill his 
mouth.  A tangy taste so much like his own, which 
he had tasted many times, covered his tongue.  
The fact that it wasn't his own brought a special 
excitement to it. 
	Catherine stood motionless, letting her 
young lover adjust to the new experience.  
Michael could feel her cock growing to a new 
hardness as he let it slip between his lips and ran 
his tongue around the bulb like head. He drew in a 
breath of air through his nostrils, reveling in the 
thick scent of  cock and balls.   
	The now fully erect cock jerked to life, 
hitting the back of his throat.  Michael worked his 
vibrating tongue across the length of his prize, 
nuzzling her naked balls.  Once he started, 
Michael knew he couldn't stop. 
	 
	Confident now that Michael had made his 
decision, Catherine began to slide her cock in and 
out of his mouth, taking control of the experience.  
Her action seemed to add to his excitement.   
	Faster and faster she began to pump his 
virgin mouth, offering suggestions to him as he 
eagerly followed every one. 
	The young man's technique was crude, but 
no more than Sally Hayden's had been the first 
time she had sucked Michael off.  As with Sally, 
he more than made up for lack of experience with 
enthusiasm. 
	A few hours ago, Michael would've never 
believed he would enjoyed the feel of a hard cock 
sliding in and out of his mouth.  His own cock 
was harder than he could've imagined.  This was a 
fantasy that he never would've even admitted to 
himself. 
	Catherine held the back of his head tightly 
as she felt the familiar pressure building inside of 
her.  Seconds later Michael's mouth filled with a 
creamy whiteness.   
	"Oh God yes!"  Catherine exclaimed as she 
felt her energy drain into the young man. 
	The excitement of a virgin mouth added to 
her climax as she pumped every last drop of her 
orgasm into Michael.  The young man gagged a 
little until he opened his mouth wider to let some 
of her seed splash down his chin.  It felt strange, it 
felt forbidden....it felt wonderful.  
	Drained, Catherine let her now softening 
cock slip from Michael's mouth.  She wiped the 
sticky residue from his chin with her fingers and 
then licked them clean as well.  Pressing her lips 
again against his, she reached into his mouth with 
her tongue and sampled her own fruits. 
	 
	"Now it's your turn."  she whispered into 
his ear in her sexiest voice.  "I'll be right back." 
	The tall woman moved over to a night 
table and removed a small jar.  She coated her 
fingers with the clear greasy gel from the 
container and then smeared another generous 
helping of in on Michael's rock hard cock. With all 
the excitement of the last hour, just her touch was 
almost enough to cause him to explode. 
	"Not yet lover."  Catherine said as she 
squeezed the base of his cock in a way as to stem 
a rising tide. 
	 
	Once more Catherine straddled her young 
captive and lowered her ass against his rising 
cock.  She placed a soft hand alongside his 
hardness and guided it to her tight hole. Michael 
felt a great tightness press against the head of his 
cock as she pressed down against his manhood. 
	The pressure increased dramatically as 
Catherine took more of him within her.  Michael 
couldn't believe the tightness of her ass, or how 
good it felt around his cock.  No girl had ever felt 
this great - not even Sally that first time in his 
father's pickup. 
	Catherine's pace began to increase as she 
rode his cock faster and faster.  With it grew 
Michael's pleasure.  She slammed her ass against 
his balls again and again, driving him deeper and 
deeper inside of her. 
	"Fuck me lover!"  she called out.  "Fuck 
your woman!"   
	In every aspect of his mind, that was 
exactly what she was to Michael.  She might have 
a slightly different anatomy than he had expected, 
but she truly was the girl of his dreams.   
	The tension in his cock could be felt all the 
way down to his toes as the rising tide Catherine 
had paused a few minutes before returned with 
double the intensity.  His lover recognized the 
tightness in his groin as she pressed against it once 
more.   
	Catherine pulled Michael's face against her 
breasts as she slammed down once final time.  An 
action that burst the dam within him, sending a 
raging torrid into the tight confines of her ass.   
	The sudden release caused Michael's entire 
body to relax.  Like a rag doll he lost all strength 
in his extremities as it was replaced by a crashing 
wave of euphoria.  He opened his mouth to speak 
but didn't have any energy to do even that. 
	 
	The young man collapsed against the back 
of the chair, his head resting in the bosom of her 
breasts.  She wrapped her arms around him and 
held him close, even as she felt him grow soft 
inside of her. 
	He had been fun, as the smile on her face 
attested, the best she'd had in a very long time.  
Michael had genuinely believed in their little  
game, something very rare in her conquests.  He 
might very well be the one.  
	 Normally, Catherine  preferred virgins, 
only playing the game once with each new lover.  
This time however, she was sure there would be a 
second act. 
 
END   
 
 
-- 
 
Ann Douglas 
 
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