Odalisque (3/3) (MF, D/s?) Chapter Three I opened the door to my room and tugged Shannon in. I flipped the switch to the fireplace and it sent a soft glow across the room. I turned to Shannon, the firelight dancing over her pale skin. Her dark green dress fit tightly around her hips, breasts and arms. Her legs, clad in dark nylon, were muscled and firm. She smiled innocently. Despite her revealing attire, her poise and demeanor resounded her virginity. I took a seat on the edge of my bed, just staring at her beauty. I was going to go on her pace tonight, and I hoped it was slow and would last forever. Shannon took the pins out that were holding her hair in place and shook her long red curls out. They cascaded down to and over her shoulders. Next she took off the 3 inch heels, dropping her down to a short 5'4". Her feet were small and delicate, I could make out their perfect shape even through the dark nylons. The young thing walked over to me and knelt on the bed, straddling my lap. Our lips hovered near each other, I could feel her breath on my face. I reached up, cupping her head through the soft tendrils of hair and pulled her to me. Our lips brushed again each other, the feeling electric. I pressed closer and our lips locked into a deep passionate kiss. Her silken lips were warm and wet. I delighted in the feel of them. Our lips parted and our tongues probed and stroked each other's mouths. We kissed for what felt like hours, exploring and learning. My hands drifted down her back and pulled her body to mine, Shannon's heavy breasts pressing into my chest. Our lips broke contact briefly and my attention turned to her lo ng supple neck. I licked and kissed every square inch of exposed flesh from her chin down to her deep cleavage. I could hear her moan with delight as I explored her pale nape. Finally she stood up and turned away from me. I was so high on hormones it took me a second to realize what she wanted. I reached up and unzipped her dress from it's top down to it's end just above her tight ass. She turned back and pulled the dress off her shoulders. To my delight and amazement, I realized why she had long sleeves with a short skirt. Her body was clad in tight bodystocking...and nothing else. The nylon covered her arms and legs, and formed a deep "V" at her chest. I could clearly make out the pink aureoles and pointed nipples underneath. Her pussy was shaved to an inch-high small triangle, just where her thighs and cunt met. There was an opening there in the stocking, so I could marvel at the bright-red color, matching her other hair perfectly. She looked at me with apprehension and wonder. She was clearly nervous, but also very aroused. "Shannon," I whispered, taking her hand, "You are by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I want to be with you, have you here and now and for a long time to come." She smiled and kissed me deeply, more passionately than before. Shannon's hands went to work unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it off. She then dropped to her knees and made quick work of my jeans and socks. My erection was fierce and swollen. She stopped for a moment to look at it. She touched it gingerly, her satiny touch sending waves of pleasure through my organ and the rest of my body. She kissed the tip, then licked it, savouring the taste. She took the tip into her mouth and slowly eased it back towards her throat. I ran my fingers through her hair as she worked her magic on my swollen cock. She was so gentle and I was so arroused, I nearly exploded mere minutes into her work. Shannon had obviously had some coaching because she had gripped my base tightly, keeping my climax at bay. After several minutes of heavenly sucking she stopped and stood up. She walked around me to the bed and laid out, spreading her womanhood to me. I could smell it, sweet and strong. I turned to her and ran my hands down her thighs. She moaned softly and parted her legs further. My primal insticts screamed to take her and fill her belly with my seed, but I wanted it all to last. I laid down and lightly licked her open cunt, savoring the juices. Shannon twitched with surpise but groaned when I stopped. I went down again, this time digging deeper with my tongue, exploring her pussy and tasting her essence. The Irish virgin moaned louder and louder with each thrust of my mouth. I ran my hand up her mound and under the stocking, rubby her belly. Shannon had gripped the edges of her crotch opening and was pulling it wider for my explorations. She groaned then gasped. I felt her tense. "Oh God, I-I-I'm cumming! Yes! Yes! Oh more! Oh Yes! Oooooooooh!" She went quiet then drew a deep breath and screamed. It was a high-pitched scream of both pleasure and relief. I don't know if this was her first orgasm, but it certainly was memorable. I looked up at her and smiled. She was beathing heavily, her legs spread wide and eyes closed. She'd ripped her stocking opening up to her lower chest when she came and still had the ends gripped in her hands. "Oh dear," she said, looking up at herself. "Not to worry," I said, tearing it up further, releasing her breasts from their confinement, "I'll buy you a new one." She just smiled as I finished splitting her outfit in two. My hands went to work feeling and massaging her large globes. They were firm and held themselves in place without the aid of a bra. I licked and sucked each tit for a long time. Her skin was so soft and supple, the nipples hard and erect. I pulled the remainder of the stocking from her arms and off her legs and tossed it aside. I sat up admiring her pale flesh in the firelight, smiling at her, letting her know I was pleased with what I saw. I brought my body over her, my chest against hers. My cock found her opening instintually, but I did not enter. I looked into her heavily-lidded green eyes, watching for hesitation. There was none, just primal, sexual, need. I pressed into folds, the tip stretching her open to me. She groaned as her cunt was deflowered, delighting in all the sensations that came with it. My cock finally slid in to its hilt, and I could feel its tip pressing into her upper wall. She was so small and tight, I couldn't believe it. I pulled out and pressed back in still stretching her once-virgin hole. She moaned my name over and over. I too was groaning her name, the pleasure too much for coherent thoughts or words. I fucked her tight cunt slowly and methodically, remembering how I wanted my first time to last forever. She tossed her head back and forth as I increased speed. Shannon's thighs flexed as she wrapped her legs around my ass. She grunted in quick succession as another orgasm built and she screamed as it peaked. I had gripped her wide hips as I plunged deeper into her cunt. I began pumping her with wild abandon. "Yes master! Fuck me! I want to be your slut! Master make your slut cum!" Shannon's pleas drove me wild, and I rewarded her subserviance with harder thrusts. I could feel my seed building, the pressure intense. She too was building, groaning, her ass bouncing on the bed as we fucked each other madly. Shannon's thighs clenched me, her pussy cumming. I drove my shaft as deep as it would go and released my seed into her waiting belly. My balls offered up their sacrifice, pumping and pumping. I'd never unloaded that much cum, I could even feel it pushing back out of her. I groaned her name over and over, praising her in word and action. It was as if I'd made love to a goddess. So soft and delicate. More woman than I had ever thought possible. I knew this would work out. Shannon was perfect in every way. I never knew I'd need someone like her, but now I knew I could live without her. End.