| 2nd Page of AFTER DINNER MINT. Horserider91271: �No,� the doctor replied, his control maddening as usual. He continued to lap, slower now, at the marks he had put on her. �All right then,� she hissed, getting up off of his lap and away. He tried to rise after her, but she gave him a gentle push back into the chair. He tilted his head with an amused look. �How now, Clarice?� He began to wonder if he had teased her one too many times this time. �You want to go slow and easy; fine, we will. But my way now, Doctor. You get the patience lesson this time. I need a few more things�� With that, she spun and left the room. She was gone just a bit too long for the normally patient Lecter. He had considered going to look for her, to see what she was doing, when she returned. She carried a banana and a hard red and white mint. She grinned at him. �You haven�t had dessert yet, Doctor.� She began to dance again, her back to him as she stripped off the bodysuit slowly and sensuously. She incorporated the dragging over of another chair into her movements as well. �Time for a little treat, Doctor�maybe this is something you haven�t seen before�� She held the banana and peeled it with her teeth; once it was striped of the peel, she began to suggestively stroke it with her tongue. Hannibal watched, transfixed. It was true�he personally had never watched events such as what he thought might happen shortly, although he had heard of such things. When he had been in school, the other male students would often go to such clubs and shows; he had always opted for intellectual pursuits, never having been interested in such graphic displays. Books and his imagination provided him with what he desired to see. But oddly, here with Clarice, he was finding that he very much desired to see it now in real life. His member pulsated in his lap, but he held himself very still. He did not want her to deviate from what she might show him. �Show me, Clarice�� he whispered. �I want to see it�� His eyes were wide, sparks flying in them and indicating his rapt attention. �Mmmm�.you will,� she smiled. She brushed the banana over his lips in a taunt, then turned her back to him. Clarice placed one foot up on the chair and bent at the waist so he could see all of her assets. The lighting was good, although she knew his eyes would miss nothing, whether or not it was dark. She began to slowly stroke her sex with the moist banana, teasing her folds as she stole a glance back. She had never seen him so still, but if his raging erection was an indication, he was having a very difficult time holding his control. Good. It was as she wanted it. She allowed her eyes to drift shut, and she let her own imagination take over as she began to slide the tip of the banana into her. �Mmmm�.you know how I like it in this position�oh, you�re so thick and smooth, Doctor�come on and give me some more�� The banana was in all the way then, and Clarice groaned her delight as she mentally thanked him for choosing fruit that wasn�t quite ripe yet. It was all the more rigid, and not easily broken. Hannibal Lecter was as still as a Vermeer as he watched in pleasure and stark disbelief at was he was witnessing. His heart pumped wildly, and he made no effort to stop it. He had perhaps always held a secret wish to see some more of what occurred when they enjoyed their frequent sex, but he had never been so risqu� as to suggest the usage of mirrors or other devices in their increasingly inventive positions. He would be more open to making such suggestions from now on, and he was glad that Clarice had initiated this. As curious as he was, he had not wished to embarrass her with such. He would not worry about that anymore. He was consumed with glee as she moaned his name, the banana disappearing into her folds and then out again, her intimate skin moving in an erotic display that was only for him to see. He watched as she became wetter, and soon there were small sounds that he knew well as he saw action that he had never before witnessed. Moist little sucking sounds, as the banana continued its rhythm�he was quickly becoming unsure of just how much longer he could take this lesson in patience. �Oh, please go deeper, Hannibal, oh yessss�ohhhhhh�I want to come with you darling, harder now�� She began to thrust the banana quicker now, and to whimper and gasp in time with its movement. Would she mind if he�? Or would she consider it an insult? He didn�t wish to interrupt her show, but he felt the need for release coming on to the point of being unbearably strong. He decided to hint at it�he pulled himself forth from his boxers and began to stroke himself, his eyes rapt on her most intimate of places as he kept his own motion slow and noncommittal. Clarice peeked back at him then, and was delighted in what she saw. The esteemed doctor, veteran of beautiful socialites and swank occasions, was beginning to pleasure himself over her�and she wanted to see him come to completion that way. Then she would have all of him herself. She opted for full speed now. She met the action of the banana by bouncing her rear against it now, causing her breasts to swing as well. �You�re gonna make me come, Doctor�oooohhhhh�..ooooohhhhhh�.OHHHHH�� She slid the banana in and left it there as she reached forward to support herself with both hands before the euphoria could make her knees collapse. She continued to vocalize, stealing a look in Lecter�s direction. Only the very tip of the banana showed now, she knew, and she made it move by contracting her muscles. Hannibal decided to give her her due now, and began stroking in earnest. He brought himself very close to completion, and then thought of something else� He went on bent knee behind her. �I want my dessert now,� he growled, bringing his face to her sex and beginning to delicately eat the banana from within her. He chewed the fruit slowly, taking time between each bite to entice her further, licking and sucking at her folds, tantalizing her clitoris. �Oh my, Doctor�ohhhh�do I detect a note of impatience? Could it be that I have breeched part of that wall of patience within you?� She murmured quietly, enjoying the effect his mouth was having on her. Turn page to next part of story.... |