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A Zoo... for You.

Novel By: Spyguy
Erotica



Because I've included much of this story in the comments section, you'll miss much of what the story is about if you don't read the chapter summaries for each chapter...

Menagerie of a zoo...

(A summary at the start of each chapter...) View table of contents...


Chapters:

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Submitted:Jul 1, 2013    Reads: 534    Comments: 6    Likes: 8   


{I can't believe my good fortune, now I get to perform the ancient ritual of the Snake-oil nipple tease... I gradually warm the medicine in the palm of my hand 'til it gets to be body temperature, while at the same time using the fingers of my hands to caress Honey's earlobes, & neck... All the while murmuring softly about how she was to relax & tune in to her inner voice... Then, slowly, & cautiously I untied her bikini top, while at the same time pulling the rest of it down off her chest & off of those lovely tits I needed so badly to see, feel, & touch... I came back around in front of her, wondering if I could possibly do all I want to her this time, & deciding that it would probably be a pretty bad idea; I just pulled out my insatiable equipment as I lowered my pants to the floor, & with sensual abandon, I alternated between her & me, milking myself...}

Slowly... tenderly & slowly, the practiced hands perform...

shoulders tensed and anxious, gently eased to rest...

As his thumbs massage them, mental pictures form...

Of a day in springtime, and some eggs in robin's nest...

Once the sleep o'r-takes her, her comfort level's sure...

His hands begin their roving, the curves he loves to feel...

Eager is his touching; gradual, loving, tender strokes occur...

First the touch of fingertips, then deeper with the heel...

Round & round her breasts he kneeds, as though he's making bread;

He fingers & he pinches then, while with his mouth he sucks...

All the while he masterbates, & thinks of getting head...

In his mind he's shanking her, as with his head he f*cks;

As to the mix he adds his seed, spurt by spurt again;

Until panting, spent & tired, his pent-up passion ends...

And after all his rubbing it in, he feels the tingling begin...

Rubbing lotion from his palms into the nipples sends...

{I have to return before I get into too much trouble for being gone too long... Really wish I could do more, but I want to plant a message into her subconsious mind, I want her to love me, I want her to be strong, I want her to return to us for more, because even though Tom will torture her, I must spend more time around her... I need to make love to this angelic vision of beauty, & just lubricating her breasts has only given me more reason to want to be inside of her lovely legs... I'll share with her the secret of the mirror... I'll whisper it into her ear before she wakes from her dream as her nipples will soon wake her with a desire to once again want to begin a milking cycle which should last til her next appointment, & by then, she should almost be ready to begin lactating, milk that I'll very much enjoy drinking from these lovely globes of flesh. I'll tie up her top, though it's a shame to cover all that beauty up, I need her to feel comfortable...}

"Wake up Honey; I've applied the lotion, & you fell asleep... promise me that you'll get some rest, & when you wake up, I want you to go stand in front of the mirror & tell the world what a beautiful woman you are... Will you promise to do that for me? It's very important to me that you know how special you are & can be... Will you make me a promise to do that daily?"

Well, 'a don' see why ya' feel s' strong about it, but, if'n it's s' all-fir'd impor'ant to ya' I'll do m' best t' please ya'.

"Thanks Honey, you're a real sweetheart, I've got a poem here that's been written to help you to remember every day... It was originally written to a wonderful woman named Kellyann Shirley, by a friend of mine named J... in a realworld..."

Ok Ed, I'll promis' t' read th' poem, & t' talk t' th' mirror, e'ventho' ah' think it's a bit crazy, since it means s' much t' you...

"Thank you Honey, you won't regret it... You'll see you're going to get feeling really good over the next few weeks... Now remember, that ointment should be applied at least three times a day, & your appointment back at the clinic is at 4:30pm two days from now, ok? I wouldn't want anything to happen to you if you don't get your regular treatments from now until you're cured of whatever it is that you've got, & Tom's the only Doctor I know who's doing his kind of treatments... You just watch, he'll get to the bottom of whatever it is that you're suffering from, I've seen him cure some really wierd stuff..."

Allright, ah'll be there bright-ey'd-'n'-bushytail'd at 4:30... Y'all c'n count on me fer that, but a'm tir'd an', ah' gotta' git' t' bed...

This is the poem which Ed gave to honey; I give it now here to all of you;

I linger at the mirror, a reflection in my view;
I wish you to be nearer, I sigh & think of you...
A promise I comply with; From deep within my soul;
5 things to say-not myth, to compliment my goal...
How well I have remembered, the way he made me feel.
My self-worth he tendered; My honor makes it real...
This poem I freely offer, cement to strengthen wall;
Advise that I do proffer... May we ever conquer all.


Good night/day/afternoon all you special "Honey's" may all the "Ed's" in life, treat you like the special angels that you are and may all of your itches be soothed with the gentle salves of the healing elixers of life's pools of accumulated spunk...

I hope all of you are enjoying my twisted tale, & want more...

If so, please let me know by commenting, & likeing my work. Thanks...





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