Raunchy Rhymes

Raunchy Rhymes.

The re-telling of Classic Nursery Rhymes; in narrator form.

Based on posts by Nyissa. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the first annual adult re-telling of popular nursery rhymes. If we could all move in, past the foyer, that's it, all the way in so we may close the doors and get started. Excellent. Well, let's get started shall we. Firstly, I would like to thank the Erotic Arts Society for providing us with the use of their theater spaces and equipment. Without their generous assistance we would not be able to put on this event.

This evening will consist of several nursery rhymes re-told with an adult twist. Refreshments will be provided throughout the evening and tea and coffee is available free of charge. You will also find a bar to the right of the theater room where you are able to purchase alcoholic beverages for the evening. Waiter service will also be provided if you find you are unable to leave your chosen seating.

Alright, as we proceed into the theater space you will observe a variety of toys available for your pleasure. Know that each toy has been sterilized and will continue to be cleaned throughout the evening. On your left are the toilets for your convenience and mutual pleasure, if so desired. Once you have selected your toy, please make yourself comfortable on any of the various cushions, pillows, chairs, or beanbags. Once we are all settled, we will begin. "

Little Miss Muffet

"Our first retelling is of Little Miss Muffet. We all know the common nursery rhyme with the young woman scared by a spider, but this version will have a slight adult adjustment, and it goes without saying all characters are of adult age. We're honored to have Sonia Brightman to present our stories tonight. If we could get the lights dimmed. . . thank you. Here we go. . .

Little Miss Muffet was not so little, except perhaps in stature. Muffy stood approximately five feet tall, comparatively small to the rest of the village, and her parents as it turned out. No one knew why Muffy was so short for her age, but there she was, in her early twenties not much taller than the teens of the village. So, in essence she was a little Miss.

What she lacked in height she well and truly made up for in bosom. One had to wonder if the size and weight of her boobies would cause her back pain or even topple her over. Muffy tightly restricted her ample boobies in a low-cut tunic that produced a mountainous cleavage. She enjoyed the attention she received from the men in the village, especially as she knew none would ever dare touch her.

Muffy led a sheltered life with her strict parents. Her father was well known for his protective nature and the boys and men of the village knew better than to try anything with Muffy for fear of extreme pain and traction, as was the result of the only boy to ever brush by Muffy's restrained bosom.

Muffy did not mind her upbringing, after all, what did she have to compare it to. She did not have friends and kept to herself or by her parent's side. She did, however, have her alone time in the home's luscious gardens. She often got lost in the greenage of hedges and stone. Her favorite spot was a tuffet on the rear edge of the property. From this raised vantage point, she could see over the garden. But more importantly, people passing by could, if they chose to look closely, see her perched on the mound.

Though Muffy abided by her father's strict rules, she enjoyed sitting on her tuffet in her flowing dress, spreading her legs and revealing her naked pussy to the sun. She enjoyed the thrill of someone maybe seeing her nakedness.

Today was no different. She drizzled honey on her curds and whey and headed to her tuffet deep in the garden. Sitting atop the mound she spread her legs and lifted her dress up over her thighs. The cool breeze instantly sent a shiver through her body as she leisurely spooned the warm, sweet treat into her mouth.

So, Little Miss Muffet, sat on her tuffet, eating her curds and whey.

I think, at this point it would be wise to point out that the mound was not a general hill of grass and dirt. The mound resembled the shape of a table with a relatively flat, perhaps slightly curved top and a sheer drop to the ground. It did not stand tall it just produced a shape that will be of importance shortly.

The sun was particularly warm this day. Shortly after finishing her curds and whey, Muffy leaned back laying down on the mound. She dangled her legs over the edge causing a slight arch in her back. She pulled her dress further up over her hips, exposing her glistening pussy to those passing by. Muffy closed her eyes and dozed in the warm rays of the sun.

Along came a spider, who perched beside her. . .

Now, an actual spider would be of no use to us here. Despite Muffy being short, spiders are too small and impractical for our purpose. What did approach, however, was a member of the Spider gang. The Spiders were well known for their aggression and, on occasion, brutality. They were tall, muscular, and commanding of nature. In general, those who saw a Spider coming would run in fear.

On this particular day Muffy did not see the Spider approach. In fact, she was not aware of his presence until the hand was clamped firmly across her mouth. Her eyes shot open, and she glared in fear at the sturdy, strong man before her. She tried to remove his hand, grasping at the thick fingers holding her jaw tightly. Her focus was on the hand and his dark brown eyes that stared at her, a wicked grin forming on his lips.

Muffy jumped as a finger lightly traced her wet lips. She had not realized how excited her body had become at this sudden assault. He raised one eyebrow while slipping a lone finger into her warm pussy. She caught her breath as she felt the protrusion enter her sacred space. Nothing had entered there before, and the feeling was one of pleasure and pain.

She squirmed on the tuffet, trying to escape, but her body released a flood of electricity causing her nipples to press against her tunic and her pussy to gush. With the extra lubricant the Spider slid a second finger inside her. It was a tight squeeze. He wiggled his fingers back and forth, stretching the entrance as he delved deeper into her. The sensations made her legs shake. She could feel a warmth in the pit of her stomach. She felt like she wanted to pee, but didn't.

Muffy didn't know what was happening to her. Her body tingled all over, her stomach felt fluttery, and she had a growing pressure in her pussy. More juices spilled over the hand at her mound as the fingers began to pump in and out of her. Pain filled her body when the fingers were thrust in deep. Pleasure replaced the pain as the fingers were removed.

Muffy's breathing became deeper and quicker. She could feel a tension rising in her pussy. Her toes began to curl as a wave of electricity exploded from her groin, replaced immediately by intense pain as she was stretched wider than she ever thought possible.

The Spider waited patiently, gently driving his fingers into the sweet, innocent pussy before him. First one, then two fingers, spreading them as best he could to prepare her for what was to come. As he felt her body convulse with the orgasm, he slammed his thick throbbing cock into her tight, soaked cunt. She screamed into his hand, still over her mouth. He knew his cock was too big for her, but he pushed in nonetheless, feeling her pussy expand around his rotund rod.

Muffy screamed, her snatch on fire as the hard cock drove into her. She tried to pull herself up off the impalement, but the movement hurt her more. She lay still, tears falling from her eyes. He was deep inside her, not moving, yet. He watched and waited for her breathing to calm before easing his thick muscle out of her. He rested his bulbous head at her lips, watching her wild eyes. As she sucked in a deep breath he plunged back in, his hefty balls slapping her ass.

He started slow, letting her get used to the onslaught of his massive cock. Long, fluid strokes brought him closer and closer to exploding. Her tight pussy gripped his rod fiercely. He felt the tingle in the pit of his stomach and quickened his thrusts. Holding her hip, he pulled her down on his cock with each drive in.

Muffy winced with each stroke. To her surprise her pussy began to twitch once more. A flood of emotions and sensations caused her head to spin as she cried out. Her body betrayed her again, vibrating and spasming pleasure throughout.

He felt her pussy clench around his shaft and rammed it in hard and deep. His cock jerked as he exploded his cum in the depths of her cunt. He filled the small space till it overflowed and dribbled down his balls. Two quick strokes caused a mixture of their juices to dribble out of Muffy's swollen pussy.

Rumor has it Spider's can fuck for hours, cumming multiple times without deflating once. Muffy was about to discover if that rumor was true.

The Spider pulled his still throbbing cock from the elongated cunt of the once innocent Muffy. His hand still over her mouth he walked around to the other side of the tuffet. Linking a hand under one armpit, the Spider pulled Muffy towards him, her head falling over the edge of the mound, her neck stretched long.

Muffy lay still, her body trembling uncontrollably as the wide protrusion was pulled from her aching pussy. She was barely aware of her surroundings, her mind reeling from the events that had just occurred. A cool breeze eased her private area and she briefly relaxed. She felt a hand pull her up the tuffet, and her head drooped over the edge. Realizing the hand was no longer across her mouth, her lips widened to scream.

The Spider released her mouth and lined up his protruding rod with her lips. His shaft sparkled in the sunlight, a mix of his cum and her juices. As she opened her mouth, presumably to scream, he pushed his rod in. The thickness spread her jaw wide. Her teeth grazed his shaft as he pushed deeper into her warm wetness. He felt the vibration of her gag on his knob and paused, holding her fighting hands, waiting for her to relax, before continuing into her throat.

Her scream was stifled by the thick cock pushing between her lips. Her jaw ached as it was forced wide to accommodate the girth. A salty and tangy taste slid along her tongue and she struggled to draw breath. The head of the phallic rod made her gag and choke and she tried to push him away once more. She realized her fighting was futile and tried to relax, praying it would be over soon, or she would pass out.

His cock hit the back of her throat and he waited. Leaning forward, he tapped her clit with his fingers, her small stature aiding in his ministrations. Her body convulsed violently with each tap making her moan on his throbbing rod. His cock twitched with each deep vibration along his shaft. His fingers expertly played her sensitive bud, tapping fast and slow, building the tension to an intense explosion.

Muffy's body quivered as the fingers danced on the nerves in her crotch. With her pussy aching, she was surprised to find her body respond so drastically to the touch. She was exhausted. Every muscle ached, yet fresh juices dripped onto her legs as the warmth grew once again.

The cock in her mouth seemed to swell and jerk each time she moaned but she couldn't stop, the sensations emanating from her nether region was too much for her to keep quiet. Her lips felt like they were splitting under the immense girth of this Spider. Her body tensed and she held her breath as the fingers pressed harder, faster. Butterflies flew madly in her stomach as her clit pulsated and erupted into an electrifying orgasm. Muffy screamed as every muscle spasmed as though she were having a fit.

The Spider could feel his cock straining to release once more. He increased the tap and pressure on her swollen clit, feeling her body tense, she was close. He pressed harder, tapped faster until her throat opened, and she screamed her orgasm. The resonance of her breath forced past his nob was all he needed. His balls tightened and his shaft twitched between her teeth as he painted her throat with his cum.

Spurt after spurt hit the back of her mouth. Muffy gagged a little at first before adjusting to the fluid sliding down her throat. The taste was salty but not unpleasant. She swallowed much of what was forced into her. What couldn't be downed dribbled over her split lips as the thick cock was removed from her.

Muffy was sore. Her mouth ached, her pussy was raw. The assault had taken its toll on her senses and her mind. Her body stung all over. She closed her eyes, letting the warm sun's rays cleanse her. She was vaguely aware of being turned and laying face down on the tuffet.

Along came a Spider, who perched beside her, and fucked Little Miss Muffet all day.

It was mid-afternoon, and the sun began to burn Muffy's bare ass. Her dress had been lifted over her hips and she felt pressure at her puckered entrance. The realization of what was about to occur shocked her into responding. She pleaded with the Spider, begging him to leave her alone. She tried to pull herself over the edge of the tuffet, away from the pain she knew was coming.

The Spider rested his straining cock against her tight ass. He knew this was going to hurt her. He also didn't care. As she pleaded with him and tried to pull away, he grabbed her hips, digging his fingers into her flesh, and held her in place. Slowly he edged his rod into her. She clenched, hoping the resistance was enough to stop him. It wasn't. He pushed harder, pulling her hips back onto him. With a pop his head penetrated the tightest space he had ever encountered. It took all his willpower to not cum then and there.

Her ass was on fire. She felt his head push through ripping her wider. Pain flashed behind her eyes as the breadth of his cock breached her clenched opening. The full length of him pushed into the boundaries of her ass. His balls slapped against her pussy and clit as he began the deep, forceful strokes. Unbelievably, and despite the pain, Muffy felt her body responding to the onslaught. The now familiar pulse of electricity radiated through her. Her whole body writhed in agony and intense pleasure as she came, squirting her juices on the mound beneath her.

The slow, deep strokes brought him closer and closer to a final explosion. As her body thrashed with an overwhelming orgasm he withdrew his cock, flipped her onto her back and straddled her chest. Ripping open her tunic he grabbed her hands placing them on either side of her huge tits squeezing them together as he thrust his cock between them. Rocking his hips, violently fucking her tits with vigor, he shot his final load over her hands and face. His cum coated her tits and dribbled onto her neck.

Spent, the Spider slipped off the tuffet and silently disappeared into the day.

Muffy lay on her tuffet, barely conscious. Her body was raw and broken. Her mind struggled to grasp what had happened, but her pussy and clit were still tingling from the intense pleasure they had received.

So. . . in the end. . .

Little Miss Muffet,

Lay on her tuffet,

Exposed and dripping with cum.

The tall, muscular Spider,

Who came deep inside her,

Vanished, leaving her numb. "

Intermission.

Thank you, Sonia.

"Alright people, we'll take a break there. Freshen up, grab a drink, exchange toys if required. In a moment we will get pizza orders before moving onto the next nursery rhyme. "

And I present the string quartet of the Sigma Epsilon Xi sorority. Who love to work between their spread legs.

MUSIC PLAYS.

"Thank you, Sigma Epsilon Xi, for that wonderful music. Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for your pizza requests, they will be delivered at the end of the next story. If you would all like to take your seats, we will be continuing with the re-telling of the classic Georgie Porgie.

The re-telling of Georgie Porgie.

Can I have the lights dimmed once more. . . thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, Sonia Brightman."

"Georgie Porgie was a stout old fellow. He was of average height, nothing special in that, but he had a girth to his appendages that attracted even the most prude of village residents. Somehow Georgie had managed to remain single, despite his expertise in the art of pleasure. His fingers were a replication of his stature, average length, but so thick. Two fingers could easily stretch the pussy of the loosest woman in town. His cock followed suit; average length, or the perfect length as most women and men would attest; but the girth made even the seasoned prostitutes squeal.

Georgie Porgie, Pudding and Pie. . .

Now, Georgie did have a weird attachment to his name, almost a nickname if you will. Many speculated that the origin of this kinky nickname was the reason he was single. As a young man in his early twenties, Georgie was actually a virgin. Having never been with a woman, or man for that matter, he really didn't understand the art of pleasure.

Feeling particularly adventurous, Georgie found love in a chocolate pudding his mother had made. Being a curious young man, Georgie held the bowl in front of him and dangled his limp cock into the bowl. As his head pressed against the springy substance, he felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. His cock immediately hardened. Standing at attention he pushed his throbbing rod forward and tilted the bowl. He closed his eyes as he pulled the bowl to him, slowly pushing his hard cock into the spongy liquid.

The pudding slid along his shaft, sucking him in deeper. His breathing increased as his hips rocked, pulling his cock out of the pudding, then back in. The consistency of the dessert clung to his nob, sucking on him as he withdrew. Feeling his whole body shake he screamed out as he filled the pudding with fresh cream.

Now, had his eyes been open he would have seen his parents, and neighbors rushing in to check on him. But his eyes were closed as he emptied his balls into the bowl. The shocked gasps were his first inclination that something was amiss.

Naturally, the story spread throughout the village and Georgie Porgie became Georgie Porgie Pudding. I think you can see where this is going. Georgie was, of course, caught in a similar situation with a cherry pie and hence became Georgie Porgie Pudding and Pie. This kink carried on well into adulthood for Georgie and, though an interesting kink, Georgie learned a lot from devouring both pudding and pie.

So. . .

Georgie Porgie Pudding and Pie

Kissed the girls and made them cry.

In addition to the thick cock and fingers that Georgie put to good use, he also had a tongue that could derive great pleasure from anyone. Long, thick and pointed, Georgie had spent many years exercising his tongue on his pie and pudding. The control he had was exquisite, and he enjoyed using it often.

Georgie particularly enjoyed 'kissing' the ladies. He would hover in an office courtyard and wait for the women of the business to come out for their lunch. Hiding behind a large garden feature that was present at every office building, he would stroke his throbbing cock waiting for them to arrive.

On this particular afternoon Georgie attended the executive offices of the village council. The CEO was permitted to have lunch first and innocently entered the courtyard. Sitting down on the square cement bench, the woman removed a slice of apple pie from her lunch box and proceeded to devour the dessert, unaware of Georgie's presence. As he watched from his vantage point Georgie imagined his cock sliding into the lukewarm apple pie, the soft apple pieces sliding along his shaft. His cock strained at the thought, begging him to stroke, long and slow.

The woman finished her lunch and stood to return to her office. Georgie took the opportunity presented to him. Quickly moving from his vantage point and surprising the woman, Georgie pushed her back down on the bench. She attempted to protest but found Georgie's stocky build easily held her in place.

Georgie knelt on the ground between the legs of the woman now helpless on the bench. One large hand held her down as he expertly tore the panties off first one slender leg, then the other, exposing her pink lips to him. He shivered as her unmistakably excited aroma hit him.

Leaning forward the tip of his tongue pressed against the puckered hole of the woman. She shuddered as he rimmed the taunt flesh. Her body involuntarily responded, clenching and releasing, almost capturing his tongue in the reaction. Moving closer under her business skirt, he watched as fresh juice seeped from her pussy, dripping on the bench beneath her.

He smiled knowing how much he was going to enjoy kissing the pussy before him. He drew his tongue over the length of her, starting at the puckered entrance, pushing between her wet lips, the tip of his tongue delving into the sweet warmth between them, tasting the excitement he found. Hearing the woman moan he continued, briefly flickering the clit presented to him.

You can imagine that, at this point, the woman was not going to resist. Georgie instinctively knew this and removed his restrictive hand, using it instead to spread her legs wider giving himself more access.

Georgie moved his fingers along the inside of her thigh, pressing into the tight flesh, enjoying the moans and whimpers the woman emanated as he edged closer and closer to her pussy. His fingers brushed her lips but continued on. He felt her hands on his, begging him to touch her, trying to push him inside. He resisted, savoring the tease.

He leaned in, his breath warm on her dripping pussy, watching her body shudder as she felt the breeze. He ran a single finger up and down each lip, pushing in gently with each pass. Her excitement coated his fingers the deeper he probed. Her hips bore down on him, willing him inside once more.

He obliged and drove a thick finger into her aching pussy. She stifled a scream as his digit stretched her tight space. He had never felt anyone so tight before. Her pussy gripped his finger with force. He wiggled the rod inside her, feeling her body jump with each movement. Georgie loved the feel of a well prepared pussy on his fingers almost as much as he liked the sensation on his cock.

He drove a second finger inside her and clamped his mouth onto her clit. This time she could not contain the scream and he was sure those in the immediate vicinity would have heard her pleasure. His tongue expertly flicked over the sensitive nub sending electrical impulses through her body.

Her pussy gushed with each tap of his tongue, allowing him to push deeper, spreading his fingers and her in turn. Her whimpering signaled her impending orgasm. He swapped his fingers for his tongue, diving in deep, tasting her arousal. His thumb strummed her clit as his tongue "kissed" her pussy.

In and out, rimming the entrance, in and out, rim. . . her continued till her body arched, her hips rising off the bench. His whole mouth cover her sex, sucking on her clit and lips, his tongue fucking her as she came. Georgie held her down as she bucked on his face. Juices dripped down his chin as he continued to draw the orgasm out of her.

Wave after wave of electricity flooded her body making her spasm and vibrate. Her head rocked from side to side, a fist stuffed in her mouth to keep from alerting colleagues. He continued, his tongue lapping inside her pussy, a thumb pressing against her clit once again.

The sound of heavy footsteps brought them both back to the courtyard. Georgie pressed his tongue into her one last time, traveling the pressure up over her clit, making her quiver once more. She stood, smoothing over her business skirt, leaving her torn panties on the ground, and staggered towards the office door. Her flushed faced surprised the business manager as he headed for the courtyard for lunch.

Now, Georgie Porgie pudding and pie, kissed the girls and made them cry.

but when the boys came out to play.

Well. . .

Georgie grabbed the torn panties and resumed his spot behind a brick pillar in the courtyard. He watched as the business manager casually strode confidently into the lunch space. He leaned against the other side of the pillar and proceeded to light a joint. Georgie could smell the sweet aroma of the illicit substance. His cock twitched and strained in his pants.

The man moved around the pillar looking out over the village below. He had not noticed Georgie kneeling against the wall. He was startled to feel a tug on his zipper and the speed of the hand delving inside. His protest was halted by thick fingers grasping his growing cock, expertly kneading the limp muscle to the hard rod. The medicinal herb relaxed his mind and prevented thoughts of escape as the pleasure took over.

Kneeling before the businessman Georgie release the hardening cock from the confines of the business pants and brought the head to his lips. He breathed his warmth onto the bulbous knob, feeling him shiver at the sensation. He locked eyes with the man and slowly slid his tongue between his lips and rimmed the head of the cock before him.

The man leaned back against the wall, his legs growing weak and his head beginning to spin, a combination of the herb and the rush of blood to his groin. Georgie slid his tongue down the shaft in his hand, his fingers circling the base and squeezing as he traveled down the taunt flesh. His lips grasped the cock as his teeth nibbled the flesh, sliding back up to the head.

The man jumped feeling teeth nip his sensitive knob. Georgie soothed the raw bite with his tongue, circling the head and dipping into the slit, tasting the salty bead spilling out. His hand moved up the shaft, squeezing the muscle tight, moving in small up and down strokes. He felt hands on his head and took the direction opening his lips and taking the head into his warm, wet mouth.

The deep groan made his own cock twitch. He moved a hand to his shaft, stroking gently, slowly. He had no intention of cumming while in the presence of another, but the strain of his cock was becoming painful and he needed to ease the pressure. He squeezed the tip and breathed deep, relaxing his muscles and decreasing his tension.

His deep draw of breath on the man's cock elicited another guttural moan. Fingers entangled in his hair, pulling on the short locks. Georgie returned his attention to the rod in his mouth. He lowered his head slowly, bouncing the cock between his lips, down and little, up a little, down further, up further. He edged the rod deeper and deeper into his throat.

Georgie gagged briefly, sending a vibration along the shaft, before relaxing his throat and taking him further. His beefy hand pressed against the tightening balls against his chin, while his fingers sought out the puckered entrance. His middle finger rimmed the taunt opening before pushing inside. The resistance was brief before the opening gave way to the thick digit. The excitement growing in them both, Georgie didn't go slow. He rammed the finger deep and pressed against the nodule inside.

The man nearly lost his load and his balance immediately. Georgie deftly circled the shaft with his tongue as he sucked the cock in his mouth. He felt the man wobble and the balls restrict, and pressed a second finger inside. The cock jerked against his lips as the man grabbed Georgie's head and thrust his cock in deeper, spraying his cum down Georgie's throat.

Georgie wiggled the fingers in his ass, milking each spurt out of him. Taking it all, greedily swallowing the salty nectar. His tongue licked the head as he pulled away, cleaning the remnants and any evidence of the pleasurable encounter from the cock. He manipulated his fingers once more before sliding them from the stretched ass.

He zippered the spent cock back into the confines of the business pants and casually walked from the courtyard.

You see.

Georgie Porgie pudding and pie.

kissed the girls and made them cry.

but when the boys came out to play.

he kissed them too, cause he was gay. "

Intermission 2.

Thank you Sonia, for that surprising redition of Gorgie, and bringing him out of the closet, after all these years.

"Okay, I can see the pizzas have arrived and are being set up in the foyer. Enjoy dinner and. . . each other if the desire takes you. . . we will return in a bit; to continue our little adventure. Please enjoy the music of Dale Rodman, Chip Hyman, and Dale Seaman, to sing pop acapella tunes. Ladies and Gentlemen, the Chip and Dales. "

MUSIC.

"Thank you Chip and Dales, for that wonderful Doowop music. Your swaying and bouncing choreography was delightful, as well. Ladies and gentlemen, if you would like to finish up with dinner and move back into the auditorium, we will continue our adult nursery rhymes. Feel free to bring a slice in with you, and the toys have been cleaned and sanitized for your continued pleasure, by all means grab something to enjoy the next story with.

All right, can we dim the lights once more and settle in for Sonia to tell us of an alternative version of Mary and her "little lamb".

The re-telling of Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Mary grew up in a small country town on her parent's farm. The isolation of the property made it difficult for Mary to make friends with other children, so she spent her days walking in the fields with the various livestock her parents bred. It was during one of her long walks that she heard the bleep of distress coming from the dam. Upon approach she found the lonely lamb stuck on the edge in the mud, no parent to be found. Grasping the animal under the shoulders she heaved the sad little beast out of the mud and onto the stable surface of the grassland surrounds.

The lamb shook his body, removing the excess mud, before staring up at his rescuer. Mary knew the fate of the creature, but fell in love nonetheless. Upon return to the farmhouse she pleaded with father to keep the lamb safe, as her only friend, which he complied. The lamb became Mary's best friend and confidante. It followed her everywhere around the farm.

Unfortunately, hard times landed on the family and Mary was forced to give up her beloved pet, but Mary never forgot the cold nights where his fleece would keep her warm as he curled up beside her on her bed.

In her early twenties Mary had the opportunity to go to the local college and explore the world outside her little farm. She nervously stepped off the bus at the shared accommodation a short walk from the campus grounds. A tall elderly lady escorted her to her room and left her settle in. Mary surveyed the large room that was almost the size of her whole house. The walls were a soft green that reminded her of the rolling hills of home. Against the right wall was a large wooden writing desk with various stationary supplies. A couch big enough to be a bed filled the rest of the wall.

Directly to her left she found a large double bed with a flowering quilt and sheets perfectly made up waiting for her to dive into. A double bay window completed the room, which overlooked the street below. From here she could almost see the college campus. Students were bustling along the street rushing to classes or their accommodations. A single door next to the bed led to her private bathroom complete with indoor toilet and shower facilities. Mary felt like a princess in the opulent surroundings.

Her first night at the accommodation was rough. It was the first night she had every spent away from the farm and, though the lodgings were extravagant, Mary longed for home. For the first time in many years, she missed her beloved lamb.

A year went by with Mary sliding into the college life of study and classes. She did not socialize much as she really didn't know how. She didn't attend parties or go out with the class for drinks. Her life consisted of college and the large room she now called home. It was on the path between the two that she met Liam. Dressed as a bear, Liam was slightly inebriated when he tripped over a loose paw and fell at her feet. Now, Mary's was a little shocked, to say the least, but she was also kind and picked up the poor bear, holding him upright as he stumbled to find his feet.

His appearance amused her and she began the conversation that would change her very existence in this mundane world of hers. The two met up for coffees and drinks almost every night, exchanging stories of their lives and their futures. Mary explained how she had been raised on a farm with only her lamb as a friend, and Liam explained how he loved cosplay and dressing up for the pleasure of others.

Now, considering her upbringing, I don't think Mary actually caught on to what Liam was hinting at. . at least not right away, not until their first night together.

It was a cool night, reminiscent of the nights on the farm. I fresh breeze wafted through Mary's open dorm window causing her nipples to harden under her blouse, something Liam noticed instantly. He moved next to her on the bed and placed his strong arms around her, nestling her in his warmth. Her head rested on his shoulder as her hands fell to his thigh.

She was nervous for the first time, but Liam eased her into it. He spoke of twinkling stars, fresh green grass, the orange glow of a fire out on the plains. As he painted her the comforting picture, he guided her hand into his trousers. Mary felt the soft fleece surrounding his throbbing rod. The texture reminded her of her beloved pet and she instantly relaxed.

Feeling her muscles loosen, Liam moved her hand to his hard cock. He wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began the slow stroke that would sustain his excitement for what was to cum.

Mary felt the throbbing muscle in her hand and gently stroked as directed. She could heart his heartbeat quicken as her cool hands caressed his tight skin. A tingle began in her groin and stomach, a feeling she had not felt before, but she trusted Liam to be kind with her body.

Liam lifted her chin to meet his gaze and brushed his lips against hers causing her to shiver. He smiled before capturing her lips with his and driving in to taste her. Mary willingly parted her lips and welcomed his warm tongue to caress hers. As he distracted her with their first real, deep kiss, Liam slid his hand into Mary's panties, gliding a single finger over the soaked lips within.

Mary caught her breath feeling her body respond to the investigating finger. She unconsciously parted her legs and tightened her grip on Liam's cock. Liam needed no further invitation and delved between her full lips. He was surprised and incredibly turned on by her arousal. He dropped to the floor, kneeling between her legs and almost tearing her panties as he exposed her wet pussy for him to admire.

Now Mary was a farm girl with limited social exposure so the "norms" of feminine hygiene in the groin region was lost on her. Her fleece matched his own and her moaned with pleasure. Mary, as nervous as she was to have someone observe her nether regions, could have sworn she heard Liam "bah ah" at the sight of her unshaven mound. The sound made her pussy twitch and excrete more excitement.

Liam leaned in, his face so close she could feel his breath on her moist lips. Placing his hands on her thighs he pushed her legs further apart and tasted her for the first time. His tongue glided the length of her slit before pushing in further to press against her clit.

Mary nearly came at the first touch of his tongue on her swollen lips, when the tip touched her clit her body immediately convulsed with her first ever orgasm. Liam held her down, sucking her clit into his mouth, prolonging the orgasm as long as he could. He felt Mary's fingers grabbing clumps of his hair as she tried to wriggle away from the onslaught of electricity flooding her body. He held fast, releasing her nub only when she arched her back, grabbing a pillow to stifle her scream.

Liam remained at her feet waiting for her to recover. Mary eventually rose to one elbow, looking at his smiling face, her juices glistening around his lips in the lamp light. Her panting still present she attempted to return the favor and felt instant electricity as Liam slid a finger into her pussy. She lay back on the bed, her body shaking as the digit flicked inside her. Liam "groaned" again and buried his face back into her pussy.

His tongue followed his finger into her moist opening, tasting her from the source. He loved to fuck a pussy this way, and her innocence to his playful ministrations turned him on even more. Mary could feel the wave of her second orgasm rising in her feet and traveling over her body. Her hands held his head in place as she bore her hips done on his fingers.

Liam moved back to her clit, sucking the bud hard as he drove a second finger into her tight pussy. He felt her grind on his digits and pumped them into her snug entrance, mimicking the action his cock would soon perform. Once again Mary's body trembled with the intensity of the pleasure spreading through her body. As she held the pillow over her mouth Liam straightened, dropped his trousers and drove his throbbing cock into her spasming pussy.

Mary screamed into the pillow as she felt her pussy stretch around Liam's turgid phallus. Pleasure and pain mixed together as he rode her orgasm into her depths. He buried the length of his cock into her warm opening and waited for her orgasm to subside. The pillow slowly dropped from her face and she locked eyes with him. Her face was flushed as she nervously smiled at him.

Mary moved her hands to his strong arms as he pulled on her hips and began the slow deep stroke that would eventually bring him to satisfaction. Mary felt full and stretched, yet empty with each outward stroke. She unconsciously tugged on his hands each time he pulled the length of his shaft from her warm pussy. He hovered at her entrance, listening to her whimpering, before bucking his hips and driving his cock into her depths, spreading her open again.

Mary could feel the third orgasm rising, but this time she felt it deep within her groin. This would be her first penetration orgasm and the pressure began to build the pit of her stomach. She squeezed the cock swelling inside her pussy and wrapped her legs around Liam, pulling him to her. He knew she was close to exploding and deftly withdrew, flipped her onto her hands and knees and plunged hard into her dripping snatch.

The feel of his hard cock slamming into her pussy was all she needed. At that angle he pressed into the walls of her cunt forcing her third orgasm from her sweaty body. With one last, pounding thrust Liam exploded inside her. His head fell back, a "bah ah" escaping his lips. The sound made Mary's pussy tingle and gush over his spasming cock.

They both collapsed on the bed panting. Mary was definitely surprised, and probably a little disturbed that Liam's sound effects turned her on so much, but that was a though for another night, tonight she curled up with her first and fell asleep in his arms, his soft, gray fleece resting against her leg.

You can probably guess how the next few months went. Liam spent much of his time at Mary's and following her around in general. There were times when the "lamb" costume would be presented and the sex would be amazing. Liam knew exactly how to make her body shake and he relished in causing her to orgasm every day.

So. . .

Mary had a handsome lamb,

Whose fleece was soft & gray,

He made her cum both day & night;

And loved to watch her play.

But that isn't the end of the story, Mary become quite confident with her newfound sexuality and her pet lamb and wanted to share him with her growing circle of friends at college. They had discussed how this would play out and Liam was eager, though wanted the anonymity to remain. Donning the lamb outfit that covered his head with a mask, the handsome lamb followed Mary to college one day, which was against the rules but which the lecturers let slide as they too were invited to the fun.

Liam was led into the lecture theater and tied to a chair in the front row. Throughout the day various college students visited the handsome lamb to experience the release Mary felt every day and night. Sitting in the chair in front of him they would spread their legs and eagerly accept the expertise of his tongue. Liam enjoyed the taste of different women, lapping at the dripping cunts before him. Suckling on their clits and pumping his fingers into their awaiting pussy, he made each cum with a screaming orgasm.

Mary stood by, watching her handsome lamb pleasuring her friends and any other student or lecturer that entered the theater All the while Mary slowly stroked Liam's cock as he had taught her to do the first time they truly enjoyed each other. She edged him all day, looking forward to the release she would encounter back at her dorm room that night.

As you can see. . .

Mary had a handsome lamb,

Whose fleece was soft & gray,

He made her cum both day & night;

And loved to watch her play.

He followed her to school one day,

Which was against the rules,

It made the students laugh & play;

To fuck a lamb at school.

Now. . . despite all the pussy eaten, Liam did not allow anyone to touch him, nor did his cock explore any warm pussy presented. The women tried to ride his throbbing cock and give him the release but he would not have it.

"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"

The students did begin;

"She makes him cum with every touch;"

The teacher said with a grin.

Needless to say, the fucking Mary received when she got Liam home, was intense.

The door had barely opened before Liam pushed Mary onto the bed. He lifted her skirt and ripped off her panties. The sweet scent of her arousal confirmed her willingness for what was about to occur. Holding her hips, Liam slammed his cock into her waiting pussy, grunting as he pushed deep into her and spread her opening wide.

Mary pushed back on the plunging rod, taking him as deep as she could. His heavy balls bounced on her clit making her body shiver with each thrust. Liam pounded her body hard, pulling her hips back as he thrust forward. His knob punched the walls of her cunt as he explored her depths with force. Fingers dug into her hips as his balls tightened and his stomach clenched at the pending release.

Mary felt his orgasm rising and, using all her strength, pulled from his grip and dropped her hips slightly. Liam's eyes were closed, he did not notice the angle change till his cock met resistance then a tighter canal. The increased pressure sent him over the edge as his eyes widened at the sight of his convulsing rod in Mary's ass.

Mary braced for the pain to come and exploded with her own orgasm mixed with pleasure and pain once again. The feel of Liam's cock stretching her ass was exquisite and added a new dimension to their relationship. Liam pumped his mountainous load into the depths of her twitching ass, his fingers reaching around to flick Mary's clit, prolonging her orgasm as he had done their first time.

As their bodies emptied of their juices they collapsed on the bed once again, Liam's cock still embedded in Mary's accommodating ass.

Oh! Uh. Hah. Thanks Sonia.

We have several more readings on tonight's program, but It seems our audience is elsewise distracted.
Are the girls from the Sigma Epsilon Zi string quartet able to come up and play more selections?

What?

They're taking turns riding Chip and the Dales.

Oh, I see. Well, let's proceed to an indefinite recess, and perhaps leave the remaining readings until we meet up next month. Uh, Tammy, I said I had dibs on him, you hussy!

Based on posts by Nyissa, for Literotica.