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Hot but frigid blonde Arlette tells about her sexual problems to a stranger

Page 01. Sexual problems of Arlette

Lavish blonde Arlette tells her sexual problems to a stranger
...I can't tell you exactly where this story originated. I didn't make it up. It forced itself on me because I lived it. Arlette was the young sister of a friend and I never saw her again after that night. I believe she has married since then, in the Basancon area where she grew up. I've never had as much pleasure as I had that night...
- But I've tried everything, you don't seem to understand, absolutely everything! With no results at all...
...Arlette had been talking to me for almost an hour and I still hadn't made up my mind. Was she a bit of a tease? Totally shameless? As naive as a baby? Or a little of all three? Bradley had introduced us and sat me near her at dinner, and she'd had me cornered ever since... At first I hadn't paid too much attention to what she was saying. I was marvelling at Bradley's foresight. That blonde, with her long thin face belied by her lavish, not to say chubby, figure, could hardly fail to catch my eye. She had candid blue eyes and a little girl's voice. My friend knew my tastes. Her very white skin dotted with red freckles was a final attraction. And not the least. I was a bit startled when she said "I won't lie to you, I've never come!" She jumped right into discussion of her sexual problems... But she was so direct, despite our having just met, that it made me blush. At first, thinking she was kidding, I answered lightly, trying to be funny. But Arlette was neither offhanded nor indifferent. She was terribly serious. She wasted no time listing a bunch of men who'd been her lovers, with no other outcome than to leave her unsatisfied and frustrated. I saw she was so serious and so preoccupied with the subject that I spared her the most obvious and simplistic ideas. She mentioned those herself. How Thomas was so well-hung that taking him was almost painful. How John Michael got lost in such complicated caresses that they were more irritating than satisfying. How Patric were licked her clitoris for hours without success...
...There was so much, and with such precise and crude details, that I felt like I was leafing through a sex manual. But looking at Arlette, I had a hard time understanding what I was hearing. Her body stayed calm, her face was angelic, and her eyes was a confident innocence...

Shameless girl Arlette keeps talking about her being fucked, licked and masturbated

Page 02. More problems of a hot girl

Shameless and gorgeous blonde Arlette tells about her being masturbated, sucked and fucked
- I even tried it with Maddy, my second cousin. I suspected I had a taste for women and I wanted to try it. I was even a little surprised at the passion she put into it. She was more carried away than a man. Brutal, even. I was amazed at the enthusiasm she showed undressing me! Because, after all, we had the same equipment...
- Well, I suppose she knew exactly how to caress you to give you pleasure. Just what places had to be touched and how to do it...
- Oh, no. I'm not saying she caressed me badly, but it did nothing for me. No more than the men's did...
- Still, I suppose she masturbated you... that she even sucked and licked your clitoris...
...I adopted the same detached and clinical tone as Arlette...
- Oh yes! Of course! She was very sweet and attentive... Very patient too... but nothing. Nothing at all. No feeling.
- Maybe a lack of nervous response? An abnormality?
- As you can imagine, I consulted a doctor. Several, even... They were all adamant. I don't have any physical problem down there. The last one made me take some medicine he made up himself and suggested that I check the result with him...
...I broke into a laugh...
- Oh, sure! You can laugh! He was some kind of a quack but, given the state I was in, I didn't turn him down. He made love to me on his office couch and charged me 30 bucks. But I still didn't come!
...The conversation lasted all evening. After dinner, I was alone with Arlette in a corner of the living room. But revealing her frigidity, and especially her efforts to combat it, didn't seem to bother her. I wondered if she wouldn't agree to show her clitoris in front of all these people to find out if there was anything anyone could do for her. She didn't leave me ignorant about thousand and one ways she'd been masturbated, sucked, licked, penetrated. She described in detail the positions, sometimes acrobatic and sometimes daring, that she had tried. Always ending with that desolate refrain: she didn't come...
...What really worried her that she felt no disgust toward her body or toward those men. Neither moral principals nor physical repulsion was holding her back. She was fairly receptive to the caresses, but her body didn't react at all. It was baffling...
...At the end of the evening, she had me so convinced that I didn't have a single suggestion for what she could do. At the time, that seemed stupid and unseemly. I found it even sadder that she attracted me physically. But it was unthinkable. I went home and went to bed, my had full of her curious infirmity. And then, I saw Arlette's body displayed before my eyes. She was completely naked, white and immense. Oddly, her blonde hair floated on her shoulders and her pubis was completely bare. She seemed to grow steadily lager. It seemed to me that her heavy, firm breasts with large, very pale areolas, were available to my fingers or even my mouth, as were her round, milky belly, her wide, fertile hips, and the thin incision which split her mound of Venus. Yet, I couldn't touch her. She kept her eyes closed. The more time went by, the larger her body seemed to grow, until it filled all the available space. But I still wasn't touching her. All of a sudden, I noticed something on her thigh. Something so miniscule that I didn't recognize it at first...

Strange dream about Arlette being naked and fucked by tiny penises

Page 03. Sexual dream about Arlette

Strange dream about naked Arlette being fucked by a multitude of small penises
...It was a very small cock. But not a baby's sex. A real man's prick, arched, stiff, swollen. Except, it was no more than an inch long. It was dark, with a very prominent head. A powerful erection, but in miniature...
...It advanced calmly on the white skin. Arriving at the closed juncture of the thighs and belly, it insinuated itself into the thin slit and disappeared. Arlette, beautiful and monumental, still seemed to be asleep. Then the first cock was followed by another, and then yet another...
...They all were engulfed by the incision, that barely opened to let them pass through, then closed immediately. A multitude of penises, all seemingly hard but appearing different from each other, though they all were about the same size: between half an inch and an inch long...
...They had all been swallowed up in one gulp when Arlette opened her eyes. I didn't see her lips move, but I heard her call my name, a very faint sound that seemed to come from far away. I reached out to her, and whacked my hand into my night table, which woke me. The telephone rang. Arlette's voice. Rapid, breathless, agitated.
- Romain... hello, Romain... Oh! Forgive me... I'm crazy... I didn't know who to call... but it's awful... I don't know what to do... I'm sorry to wake you up like this... I'ts dreadful... dreadful...
...I shot a glance at the clock. Four a.m. The memory of my dream was still so fresh that it took me a minute to get my head clear. Obviously, Arlette was frightened. She was half crying. I tried to comfort her but I couldn't draw her out. She refused to tell me what it was, she wanted me to come to her apartment. Brown Place, in the fourth district, near the old circle railway line. She sobbed and repeated: "It's awful... Forgive me... I don't know what to do... It's horrible..." I found her curled up on a big sofa, timorous, her face bathed in tears. She was dressed in a robe, and only a robe, which she hadn't taken care to close properly. After several minutes of wavering, she told me what had happened.
- Well... When I left you tonight... I... I decided to walk home. Our conversation had upset me a little. I needed to walk. There was still some activity around Denfert and a man came up to me to ask me to have a drink with him...

Arlette makes up a story about her being violently fucked by a strangers

Page 04. Blonde makes up a new story

Blonde girl Arlette tells about her being violently fucked by a huge stranger
...From the start, I knew that Arlette was lying. But I didn't know to what extent...
- Then... There were still people around, you understand... It didn't seem like a big deal. I agreed to have a beer at the big brewery. He seemed okay, you know... Polite and easygoing... Oh! I I'd only known! But I couldn't see it coming... We left together and he suggested that he walk me home...
...Obvious lies... She recounted her story in a voice so false that she gave the impression that she didn't believe it herself. But I couldn't see why she was lying. Then I decided to get involved as little as possible...
- And then, you know how these things go... Frank, he'd told me his name was Frank, was reserved and considerate... almost timid. A I told you, our conversation upset me. I lied and pretended not to have any idea... in short, I invited him up and I agreed when he proposed that we make love... I didn't know... He seemed so calm and respectable... I couldn't have guessed...
- All the same, you knew perfectly well that you're frigid. You told me often enough last night!
- I know, I know. But I'm always hoping it'll go away. I told myself, maybe he'll be enough. He undressed me tenderly but I quickly realized my hopes would be dashed again. In spite of that, I had to go through with it, if only out of courtesy... But when I was completely naked he started to change. He treated me like a slut and a whore. At first, I didn't pay that much attention. Some men like to be crude when they make love. It seems to get them off. But his tone was getting more and more violent and contemptuous...
- You should have thrown him out...
- But I couldn't... He was much stronger then me...
...Arlette weighed at least 160 and she wasn't exactly frail. She noticed my skeptical, even incredulous expression...
- Yes, I didn't tell you this but he was very big... Very big and very solid. Kind of a giant. I was paralyzed with fear. Ha became more and more vulgar and he reeled of obscenities that I wouldn't even dare repeat to you. When I threatened to scream if he didn't leave, he grabbed my neck in both hands and called me all sorts of names. I yelled that he was strangling me... Look, I have the marks, there and there...
...She showed me a vague, lightly red mark at the base of her neck. And, to show me better, she opened her robe lavishly, revealing a good bit of her chest, which was even more superb than in my dream. Full, firm, high-set breasts...
- Then... he... It was awful... He raped me... There, here... on the sofa... He raped me while he was half choking me... I didn't dare even struggle. Mama always told me not to do anything to aggravate a rapist, she always said it would be better to be raped than killed... I didn't even dare to protest... I let him do it without saying a word...
- Well, since he was strangling you, it would have been hard to talk...
- Yes! Oh! Yes, of course! But he beat me... He slapped my face, punched me... I didn't dare to do anything... I was afraid he'd kill me... He was violent and vicious... I was terrified... He threatened to come back and make me pay if I told anybody about it... And to make sure I understood he took a knife and cut me on the thigh... He said he'd come back and slice me up...

Nasty blonde gets tied up with her ass exposed and begging for a flogging

Page 05. Arlette tied naked to the bed

Blonde girl Arlette gets tied up with her gorgeous bottom exposed and vulnerable
...She spoke faster and faster, her voice jerky, disjointed, almost hysterical. I still didn't want to get involved but my eyes must have spoken clearly what I was thinking...
- Oh! I can see you don't believe me! Well then, what's this? Eh? Tell me!
...She lifted her robe and showed me the inside of her thigh. A thin slash about an inch and a half long was seeping a few drops of blood. It seemed about as serious as a simple scratch. But in lifting her robe, she had exposed the bottom of her belly. Contrary to what I'd seen in my dream, she had a curly blonde buxh, a little bit darker than her hair, which made a pretty gold froth against the whiteness of her belly...
- Why did you make up this story?
...She let her robe fall closed before breaking into a laugh, a forced and hysterical laugh that progressively changed to sobs. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she didn't try to either hide them or wipe them away. I was getting more and more disconcerted...
...She half turned around to throw herself on her stomach across the couch, her face buried in her hands. The movement had lifted her robe to the waist, and I was looking at the most beautiful ass I'd ever seen in my life, a marvel of curves and chubby roundness. It was only at that moment that it dawned on me that Arlette was lying. Not only about the rape and violence that she'd recounted so badly, but about everything she'd told me since the night before. Every word and every gesture was a lie. Even now, her way of sobbing like a child while displaying her ass cheeks so I couldn't help seeing how splendid they were. It was a lie. Another one. Because she couldn't, or wouldn't, tell a truth she was ashamed of.
- Why did you lie?
- Because I'm bad... Oh! It doesn't matter...
...Her voice was choked with tears and she was still hiding her face in her hands. But she made no move to cover her bare bottom. I grabbed the untied sash from her robe and, pinning her against the couch with my knee, tied her wrists behind her back. She didn't put up much of a fight.
- Oh! What are you doing? No... don't do that... Please...
...Her protestations sounded even phonier than her earlier story. I was sure I was on the right track. I suspected that Arlette wasn't frigid, but that she just didn't want to admit what she wanted. If she gave in to force and duress, she could preserve her illusions. I passed the palm of my hand across the curve of her ass. The flesh was smooth and firm, the skin was infinitely soft. Her deep gash enticed me, but I was sure that she'd pretend to be insensible to my caresses. I had to win her over another way...

Naked and bound Arlette gets extremely horny being flogged with a leather belt

Page 06. Naked Arlette gets whipped

Naked and tied blonde Arlette gets her bottom flogged with a leather belt
...I got up and rummaged around in the living room, then in her bedroom. That's where I hit the jackpot. A red leather belt had been tossed on the bed, a thin strap narrower than my little finger but remarkably thick. I wound it twice around my hand before returning to Arlette. She hadn't moved. She wasn't sobbing any more but she wasn't talking either. Her face was buried between two cushions of the sofa. She sniffed from time to time. The first blow took her by surprirse and she gave a high-ptched cry. Her ass cheeks instinctively clenched and tightened. I gave her no time to gather her thoughts, and followed up with a dozen quick, sharp blows. She gave a yelp each time the leather stung her. Her ass cheeks clenched in wild spasms. But after ten blows, she gave a soft moan.
- Well? Seems like you're getting pretty hot?
- You are a monster! You're taking advantage of my weakness...
- To show you that you're not as frigid as you pretend to be...
- You're a liar!
...Her naked, red ass was even more beautiful. The lash had made it nearly uniformly pink, and the traces of the darker stripes were already fading. But above all, since Arlette hadn't been able to help wriggling to avoid the blows, I noticed sign of moisture which left no doubt about the arousal she was feeling. I slid two fingers between her thighs. Not only were here lips on fire, but their creamy wetness and their palpitations spoke clearly enough. Moreover, Arlette couldn't suppress a shiver when I rolled her clitoris between my fingers...
- You see how excited you are...
- No! I'ts the pain... Just a reflex... I don't feel anything!
...Her stubbornness amused me. I took off her robe and rolled her over on the couch. Having her hands tied behind her back prevented her from hiding her eyes, but she turned away so I couldn't see them. Her breasts were so good as I'd thought, firm, round and full. In the center of her silky bush, her slit was open, red and fleshy. The lips, long and loose, glistened with honey that she produced copiously. Everything indicated, if not pleasure, at least its promise. But I saw from her attitude that she didn't want to admiit it. I had to break through that stupid obstinacy at all cost. I didn't know what had caused it, but she persisted in denying a desire that gripped her so completely that her whole body carried its mark, from her blushing breasts with their swollen nipples to her cunt, flowing like a fountain. So I whipped her breasts, taking care not to touch the nipples. The areolas were not as large as in my dream, but rather narrow and of a superb carmine red. Arlette's eyes were full of tears but she didn't say a word...

Frigid girl gets her first orgasm being ass-fucked after a rough pussy whipping

Page 07. The first orgasm for Arlette

After a pussy flogging frigid blonde Arlette begs to be ass-fucked and gets her first orgasm
...I was discouraged for a moment. Maybe her blockage was stronger than my will, than anything I could do. Her torso, shaken by the blows of the belt, made her breasts quiver. I thought I read in Arlette's eyes, in a very brief moment when they met mine, a desperate appeal that I couldn't quite comprehend...
...I went over to the bay window to look out at the somewhat wild greenery. At the edge of my peripheral vision, my eyes fell on the curtain tieback. A long braided cord, thick and obviously strong. I untied it from the wall. It was over six feet long. As I worked up an idea, I took my time tying up Arlette on her back in the middle of the room, her thighs folded back against her chest and spread as wide as possible. She suffered the whole operation without saying a word. I knew she was watching me...
...There she was in front of me, somewhat grotesque and yet infinitely desirable. I had her tied up so well in the fetal position that she was helplessly offering me all the intimate openings of her body: her anus, a cute little pink pucker, and the gleaming eruption of her vulva. I shortened up on the belt, taking another turn around my hand, and laid the slender serpent of stiff leather in the heart of the offered vulva. I thought the hiss of flesh would ring in my ears for hours. As would Arlette's screams...
- No!... No... not that... Never... Yes... Yes..., I want you to come... You turn me on, you bastard... You're the first one to get me this hot... I'm not lying... The others didn't know what to do... Now I want you in me... Yes, inside me... Come fuck me, you bastard!..
...I'd been hard for a long time. I stretched out over Arlette's body. She asked me to untie her, promising to behave, and I sensed she was telling the truth. I'd beaten down her ultimate resistance. When she crossed her ankles behind my back, I guided my cock to her sex...
- Take me in the ass!.. Yeah, in the ass... Yeah...
 
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