Chapter 4 - Mrs. Eggleston's Daughter
I left the basement and that house but I could not keep Mrs. Eggleston out of my head. I constantly thought of her curves. I marvelled at the mystery of flesh that was contained beneath the taut restraints of her tight skirt and bra. The vision of her exposed skin, finally availed to me and waiting eagerly for my kiss and caress filled my every waking moment. Slowly I began to realize that I was never really leaving Mrs. Eggleston. She had me clenched and rolled in her swollen bosom as surely as if she had a leash around my neck.
When she phoned me my heart leapt so high in my throat I thought I would choke.
"Come to me." Was all she said. I was out the door in seconds.
Candy opened the door and let me inside. She was wearing mesh stockings, lipstick, and nothing else. The eleven inch serpent in my trousers began to twitch. As if reading my mind, Candy looked down at my crotch.
"Very glad to see you again, Donovan," her voice sounded robotic. I noticed she wasn't smiling.
"Hi, Candy, good to - "
She had already turned and was leading me into the house.
I followed her up the stairs, marvelling at the swell of her buttocks and sway of her hips as she mounted them. She led me to the end of the upstairs hallway and then knocked at the closed door. Mrs. Eggleston's voice acquiesced within. Candy opened the door and then quickly stood aside. She would not look at me, instead focusing on the floor in front of her.
I stepped inside the room, briefly noting the bedroom furnishings of a bed and dresser as I struggled to uncover the bedroom for the mess of discarded clothes, books, toiletry items and who-knows-what-else. Soon I forgot the mess as Mrs. Eggleston stood up from where she was sitting on the bed and faced me.
"Thank-you for coming so quickly, my boy," she said. She was dressed only in a bathrobe - a partially open one at that. I stared helplessly at the sight of the curved underside of her enormous breasts where her bathrobe was slightly parted at the front. She came towards me and I smelled her lavender scent again.
Within seconds my cock was stretching my trousers and she was smiling, trailing her hands over my chest and down my abdomen, causing ripples of uncontrolled tensing in my muscles, like they were all trying to thrust toward her.
Mrs. Eggleston stopped as her eyes locked on my turgid cock swelling against my pants. "Oh! We must not hurt this wonderful instrument." She reached down and deftly undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants, which promptly plummeted to the floor, leaving my huge meat swaying slightly in the open air.
"Jesus! It's fucking huge! How the fuck can I use that?" Another woman was in the room. Strangely, I had not noticed her at all as I had oggled Mrs. Eggleston. The other woman hopped off the bed and onto the floor, pointing at my cock as she spoke to Mrs. Eggleston. She was much younger than Mrs. Eggleston. She had pale skin, freckles across her shoulders and cheeks where not obscured by the long mane of blond hair tumbling down her face and back. Her smallish breasts seemed to surge upwards at her bathing suit top with the gravity-defying zest of youth.
Mrs. Eggleston ignored her and turned to me. "I have a client that has very special needs, and can only be tended to by the best."
"Oh?" I asked, my eyes transfixed on her breasts. "Who's that?"
Mrs. Eggleston stared at me levely. I waited one long arrogant second before tearing my eyes from her chest and confidently meeting her gaze, emboldened by the weight of the meat between my thighs and the knowledge that she needed it. She needed it for her clients, she said, but I knew - just knew there had to be a part of her that needed it too.
"My daughter."
I instantly lost the battle of wills contained in our locked gaze. Actually, I completely forgot there was a battle of wills as my eyebrows shot skyward and my eyes rounded into dinner plates.
"Whuh - wha?" I stammered.
"My daughter," Mrs Eggleston explained, "Is nineteen and has never had sex. She fantasizes about a huge cock like yours every day and I know exactly the person to fulfull that fantasy and finally make her a woman."
