Free The Lisa Series by Charles Arnold Page A

beautiful, knelt there before him.
    “How bad you want it?” he rasped.
    She glanced at the recorder. “Please,” she said. Her hands moved along his thighs again, and she drew her fingernails lightly up both sides of his cock. “Please,” she whispered a second time, “I want you to...to fuck me.” She pulled Silk to his feet.
    “I know you’re fixin to make it a quickie and get old Silk out of here. I can tell by the way you’re actin. Well, forget about that. We goin go slow.” He crossed to the couch. Lisa followed. “You’re gonna tease me like you do Frank,” he said. He turned back to look at me and grinned. His lips were wet with saliva. The irregular red marks covering his naked body were splotchy. In one hand he squeezed his thin, brown cock. He held his other hand up to me. “Look, Billy,” he wiggled two fingers, “look how juicy your wife’s pussy has got.”He laughed and, turning to face Lisa, put both hands on her ass cheeks. Except for her heels, she was naked. He pulled her up against him. He whispered something to her.
    Without looking in my direction, Lisa said, “Billy, he wants you to bring your chair out into the room so you can see better.” Silk whispered to her again. “He wants me to...to make love to him the way he’s seen me with Frank.” Her voice was a monotone. Silk’s hands moved up along her body and cupped her breasts. Suddenly his fingernails dug into her nipples. She cried out.
    I rose and started toward them. I had taken no more than a couple of steps when Silk yelled, “That’s enough!” I stopped. “Now,” he said, “you get your goddamn chair and pull it out here by the doorway and you sit your goddamn ass in it, and you goddamn stay there or else!”
    “Please, Billy, do as he says,” Lisa said.
    I went back to the kitchen and pushed my chair a few feet into the room and sat down. Silk was tongue kissing Lisa and pulling her into him, grinding her pussy against his stiff cock. He turned his head toward me again. “Frank don’t never fuck her till she does something...well let’s just say something special to him.”
    “Please don’t...” Lisa began.
    “And after that,” Silk interrupted, “he makes her beg for it.” He stepped back and slowly lowered himself down on the couch and stretched out. “Ain’t that right, Lisa?”
    Lisa had moved to place a pillow under his head, “Yes, Mr. Silk, that’s right.”
    “Let me see where you’re gonna put this cock of mine,” he said. Lisa lifted her leg and placed one foot on the armrest of the couch above Silk’s head. With two fingers of one hand, she parted her pussy lips. Silk looked up and laughed. “My, my, that high class cunt all ready for old Silk?”
    “Yes, it’s ready for you.”
    “Finger it,” Silk said. “I want to watch you play with yourself.” Lisa did as he ordered. “But don’t you come,” Silk said. She rubbed her clit slowly. Silk was scraping his dirty fingernails along the back of her calf and thigh. “Ahh, that’s nice,” he said. “She got a red button, Billy, real red and all swole up. Looks to me like she needs to be fucked.”
    “Yes,” Lisa whispered, and began moving her hips.
    “Say it, you bitch. Tell old Silk what you want.”
    “I want you to...to...fuck me.”
    “And how does Frank’s little cocksucker ask?” Silk grinned up at her.
    “Please...please...I want you to please…fuck me.”
    “Well, you want fucked, you got to stop playing with yourself and tease me a little more, you know.”
    Lisa bent over and tongue kissed him while reaching to take his cock in her hand. Then, kneeling beside the couch, she licked his scrawny chest and his stomach, working her way down to his dark brown cock.
    “This is how she does Frank,” Silk said. His cock was rigid and twitched whenever she touched it with her tongue. “Show old Silk your asshole,” he said. Obediently Lisa turned around. Kneeling, she lowered her head to the rug. She was now