[Fester]

The day seemed to drag on for an indeterminate amount of hours. Almost as if every God where laughing at him and the need that burned deep inside of him.
As he looked at the clock for the fourth time and noticed that it had only moved another minute closer to quitting time he groaned and let his head thump solidly against the desk.
"Jesus...I've heard of a watched pot never boiling...but this is just fricking ridiculous!"
His supervisor came around the corner, smiled and just shook his head at him.
Being Vietnamese did not help his accent, but years of trying to speak English did.
"You been acting like You still 17...ever since you put her picture on desk."
His supervisor then pointed to the picture of the slim young woman then laughed. "I swear...you go home now and make love to her so you can have clear head tomorrow, or I chop it off for you then fry in my wok for your dinner...so you no worry about it again!"
He laughed but filled out his log sheet then jogged quickly to his car.
The ride home seemed to take longer then usual and he noticed that his hands were sweating. It had only been 13 days since she appeared at his doorstep with her bags and a relieved look on her face when he opened the door.
That night there were many kisses and a few tears shed but over all a sense of satisfaction, and relief could be felt by all.
As the car pulled into the parking spot he noticed the obvious light on in the house and smiled. Kaiko should be refilling his meds, and Nichole was spending the night with her mother…so finally a night alone with Daisy.
With a slow but steady gait he mounted the stairs until he reached the front door then fumbled and dropped his keys at the lock twice before finally getting the door opened. The apprehension in his chest swelled to a crescendo then crashed around him as he breathed in the enchanting smell of her perfume and could hear her puttering in the kitchen...quietly humming to herself.
She always smelled good…fresh and clean. She showered twice a day and washed her hair every time. Fester took in a deep breath through his nose then let it out with a slight sigh.
Quietly he put his laptop case down near the couch and tip toed over towards the kitchen and barely restrained a gasp.
The beauty he so recently accepted into his house was wearing a pink cotton skirt that barely covered her tight little backside.
He had made it a habit to take a new girl out to a store and purchase her the outfit of her choice. Daisy was such a petite woman at 5 feet tall and so waspishly thin they had to shop in the junior miss department!
There were many envious looks from men that day!
His gasp though was not from her skirt…but the fact that she wore no top or bra. The normally shy and conservative Filipina was suddenly very comfortable with her body.
Smiling and thanking the same Gods he had wanted to curse earlier he quietly snuck up behind her and pinched her bottom.
As she squealed and tried to jump away from the pinch he pulled her to him and with his hands on her hips ground her buttocks against him.
She sighed then let her hips be pulled and rotated and then reached back and grabbed his waist with both hands and pulled him even harder against her backside. "Mahal...I'm so glad you are home!"

(I think I need to clarify this briefly. First I let my girls choose what name they wish to call me. For those lacking in imagination or shy I give them a list to choose from. Nichole calls me Wolfy because of my like of the wild animals and my penchant for growling during sex or anger. Kaiko has yet to choose a name to call me because she is yet to become officially one of my house girls. Daisy calls me her Mahal, which in Tagalog (One of the languages in the Philippines) means love. She has called me her love since she moved in…hey why not.)
She leaned back and as she could kissed his neck from this awkward position. Her voice was soft and husky...something he had come to recognize as a sign she was almost over the edge with passion.
"How many times?" He asked her with a smile.
She blushed then laughed lightly. "4 times since you left...my little kitty hungers for you Mahal!"
(A bold statement for her...and an impressive number. Daisy had become hornier everyday but had little experience with sex. After she decided that she wanted me, I began to tutor her and show her what she had been missing in her 31 years. Not really sure if teaching her was a good idea or not...her appetite became more and more voracious as each day passed.) She had become increasingly more bold since she had given herself over to him.
He laughed then reached down and into the front of her panties with his right hand and caressed her nether lips, causing her to thrust her hips forward into the caress and a deep, throaty moan to escape her.
He then leaned down and licked the moisture from the offending digit.
"Yes...you taste as if you are ready...but your little kitty will have to wait until I am ready to ravish it."
She grinned then bent over the counter after turning off the stove, slowly lowering her panties to her knees. "All my openings are yours to do with as you please master...do not hesitate to take me as you will..."
With a suggestive wiggle she reached over the counter and handed him a stick of butter.
With a slight blink he took the butter and watched as Daisy lifted her skirt until her beautiful olive colored ass was in view.
“Daisy…what has come over you?”

[Fester]

She frowned as she turned slightly to look at him. "You don't like?"
He laughed then gave her ass a light spank. “Of course I like…but just two days ago you would not take your clothes off if the light was on.”
She giggled cutely then wiggled her butt at him.
"I was watching one of your movies today…Anal maniacs 4? And I thought…if my Mahal likes this…then I will like it as well.”
“But…you are so tiny…we had better prepare you so it will not hurt to badly…”
She merely buried her head in her arms and laughed harder.
“Now what is funny?”
She looked back gain then reached back and spread her cheeks with a blush and another giggle. “I have already started ahead of you.”
Indeed she had. (Inserted in her anus was one of the medium sized butt plugs I kept on hand for helping my pets to get used to anal sex.)
She wiggled again then moaned lightly. She looked back at him with a slight pout.
“Please…put something better in there honey ko...please?”
He laughed as he pulled the plug out and placed it on the counter, then took the butter in his hand as he freed his cock then smeared a pat of it over the thick head and onto her anus. With a growl of pleasure he moved closer until his swollen cap pressed against her little rosebud then slowly pressed inward until she groaned deeply and began to rub urgently at her clit and push her hips back against him.
After a few minutes of long deep strokes she bit her lower lip hard and gasped and shuddered as her orgasm swept over her like a tidal surge, and he could feel the pressure building in his own loins as her anus gripped him like a hand...squeezing and massaging him until he pulled free of her and pulled her to her knees by her hair and held her face below his cock as it erupted and; spurt after thick ropey spurt shot out and landed across her lips and mouth and she groaned and moved her mouth around, trying to catch every spurt. He grunted but chuckled slightly as he watched it splash against her chin to drip messily across her sweet breasts and belly. After his cock had finished firing she meticulously wiped each drop up and licked it off her fingers as she looked up at him.

After a few minutes he looked down at her as she took his cock in her tiny hand and sucked lightly at the head as she stroked it.
"You taste so good,  have I pleased you Mahal?" She said with an impish grin that pretty much said there would be more to come.
He smiled then nodded as he reached down and traced the lines of her smile then lightly traced the collar on her neck. "Of course you did Daisy...I am very pleased with your progress…are you happy as my pet?”
She looked up at him and grinned then giggled. “It is different for me. I have not experienced this before and I have not thought of this kind of life before…but I am very excited by it.” As she said this her left hand drifted down and rubbed her clit and she moaned. “Very excited Mahal…I want you to teach me everything…teach me how to always make you happy. Please Mahal.”
With a smile he reached down and pat her head softly. “Do you beg it?”
Daisy bit her lower lip for a second then nodded before looking up at me. “Yes Mahal…I beg you. Please teach me how to please you.”
His smile was quite infectious as he reached down and picked her up before turning her around and smacking her ass smartly. “Har tar girl…dinner will be late otherwise.”
She gasped at the smack but then giggled and blushed as she went back to cooking.
“Yes master.”

;D

[Dart]

Master-fully written, Fester! Congratulations for having your own harem to inspire you.

Dart

[jaded_blue]

Oooooo Fester....me in love!  ;)

Blueeee

[Dart]

I haven't seen the expression, "har tar" before. What is it's derivation? :-?

Dart

[Fester]

You will see me use various phrases like that. They are from a series of books that I have read and I follow some of what I have read very closely.  It is called the Gor series. Har Tar means, "Hurry girl".

Sorry for the confusion.

;D

[Dart]

Not much confusion...I pretty much figured out its meaning. I just wondered where it originated. Thanks for the explanation.

Dart

[Fester]

Anytime.

;D

[bdtiger]

Fester... I loved it! Keep it up, man!!!

[piaz]

verry nice fester. more please. ;D :-* :-* :-*




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