Denying Denise
Date: 26.11.2007
Keywords: Denise, Denying,
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"Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.
(c)2002 by Couture"
"Don't dawdle or no cummy-cum-cum," she heard the faint voice of her niece say.
'Oh God, I need it so bad,' Denise thought as she left the safety of the bathroom and went searching for her niece; her body jiggling and bouncing with every step.
Denise found April in the kitchen pulling a plate out of the microwave. She took the plate to the table, then turned to Denise and said, "Here, let me help you down."
"Bu-but", Denise tried to protest, but soon found herself being helped her into a kneeling position at the breakfast room table. She decided to go along, lest she lose her chance to orgasm later. April sat down in the chair next to the kneeling woman and began to eat.
Denise grew angry at April's inconsiderate treatment. So angry she risked the young girl's wrath. "Where's mine?" she asked.
"There is no *yours*, there is only *mine* from now on. You get what I give you," she said rolling her eyes at the older woman. She took a french fry off her plate at held it out to her kneeling Aunt. "Don't worry, I'm not going to let you starve."
Denise blushed deeply. She couldn't believe that her very own flesh and blood was feeding her scraps from her plate like a dog. But, she was hungry and determined to at least obey long enough to orgasm, so she leaned forward and tried to pull the fry out of the young girl's fingers. To her dismay, her niece didn't let go and it broke off at the bottom. She ate the fry then looked up hopefully at April, who was ignoring her and eating from her plate with a fork.
"When you finish it, I'll give you another," April said.
Humiliated, Denise closed her mouth around the two fingers and sucked and prodded with her tongue, until the rest of the fry came free.
Denise was forced to eat more in this same manner, until she grew thirsty. Then she noticed her niece was drinking wine. "April, you're not old en-" she began to lecture, but then caught herself. "I mean, I'm thirsty April, can I have something to drink?"
"Sure," responded April, as she took a swig of her wine, then leaned her full mouth over to her Aunt.
'Surely, she can't expect me to . . .' Denise thought with revulsion. She shook her head and was relieved when April sat back up and swallowed the wine. Then, she became upset again, because she was still thirsty. *Very thirsty*.
April showed the almost empty cup to her Aunt. "Last chance and it may be your last chance for something else as well," she said as she poured the contents of the cup in her mouth and leaned over to Denise once again.
Denise had never done anything remotely like this in her life, but she rationalized it wasn't much different than sharing someone's cup. Although she wasn't much for doing that either. She met her niece's mouth and their lips pressed together then parted. Denise did her best to swallow obediently while April explored her mouth with her tongue.
Denise began to feel the pleasurable buzz of arousal and wondered why she was responding to this treatment. April stood up and fetched the bottle of wine from the refrigerator, leaving the older woman to ponder her mixed feelings.
When April sat back down, her robe hung open, exposing her small breasts and sex. The young girl refilled her glass then got a spoonful of corn. "Corn?" she asked, holding the spoon out to Denise.
Denise nodded her head yes and opened her mouth for the corn. She was shocked to see her niece empty the corn onto her bare thigh. 'Is there no end to this girl's perversions?' she wondered. However, she knew she had already been much more intimate with her in the bathroom, so she resigned herself to the act and ate the corn from her thigh. She was acutely aware of the downy blonde pussy, just inches from her face. She could smell the scent of arousal from the young girl's sex and closed her eyes, so she wouldn't have to face the truth of her actions.
"You dropped one," April said, pointing to a stray kernel of corn just under the inside of her thigh.
Denise stuck her head between April legs and tried to reach the corn without success. "Please April, I can't reach it," she begged.
April parted her legs, smiling as she watched her Aunt fish the kernel out from between her legs, with her tongue. Next she cut a piece of Salisbury steak and holding it between the parted lips of her labia, waited for her Aunt to eat it.
"I can't," whined Denise in hopelessness. "I can't, I'd rather suffer instead." She cried helplessly as her frustrations mounted.
"That can be arranged."
April leaned forward and began to caress the older woman's sex. Soon her aunt's body began to tremble and shake with arousal. Then, April took the piece of steak and wiped in and around the woman's flowing cunt. Once again, she held it between the parted lips of her sex.
"Please, this is torture!" Denise begged her horrible niece. She looked for sympathy in the young girl's eyes and found none. Instead, April reached to torment her frustrated sex again. 'Anything but that!' Denise thought as she dove in to eat the morsel of food.
With her stomach threatening to heave, Denise tried not to think about where the steak had been, when she took a bite of it. April also made Denise work the remainder out from between her fingers with her tongue. Denise tried not to touch the disgusting girl's sex with her tongue, but it was impossible.
April picked up another piece of steak and smeared the gravy on her pussy, then pushed it up her tight channel with her index finger. "Mmmm-mmm good!" she cracked, as she pushed her pussy to the edge of the chair.
'What is she doing? What is she turning me into?' Denise contemplated. It was obvious this went well beyond trying to get her out of bed and motivated, and into an area of sexual depravity and immorality.
"Eat it bitch," April said, "Eat it or we'll keep this up all night and you'll have it for breakfast." April grabbed her aunt painfully by the nose and pulled her within inches of her cunt.
Having no choice in the matter, Denise stuck out her tongue to lick this awful girl's sex. However, April's sex was out of the reach of her tongue and the young girl didn't seem to be in any rush to be pleased.
"Nah, I don't think you want it," said April, looking down superiorly at her aunt. "I think you would rather me tease you all night and then let you eat it for breakfast."
"Please April," begged Denise, her voice stupidly nasal due to April pinching her nose. "I want to eat it."
"You want to eat what, nasty girl?" asked April, as she pulled up on her nose and forced her aunt to look her in the eye.
"The steak. I want to eat the food in your vagina, April," pleaded the crying older woman.
"It's called a cunt, and call me Miss April," said her niece, her eyes flashing with anger.
With her body shaking with sobs, Denise begged the young girl, "Please, Miss April, I want to eat from your cunt. Please, I'm begging you."
"Dinner is served slut," sneered April as she let go of her aunt's nose. Denise pressed her mouth to the young girl's pussy and stuck her tongue inside, searching for the steak buried within. April, spread her legs widely and became enraptured in the feeling of her aunt's probing tongue. Soon April could feel the steak moving inside her, as her Aunt moved it with her tongue. The kneeling woman began to suck at her cunt and soon rewarded with the steak popping out in her mouth.
Denise forced herself to swallow the morsel, before she had a chance to think about how disgusting it was.
"You missed some," April said, pointing out the brown gravy. Denise dutifully bathed the girl's shiny pink pussy with her tongue. Next, April grabbed a handful of food and to Denise's disgust, began to smear and mash the mess all over her sex. Then she picked up several more pieces of steak and french fries and forced them into her pussy.
The young girl fucked herself with her index finger. Her sloppy sex, making squishing sounds as the food was compressed in her cunt. She looked down at her handiwork and smiled. "Ewww . . . that looks nasty, doesn't it? It's perfect for a nasty girl like you," April said, as she pressed her slimy finger against her aunt's tightly pressed lips. Then she pulled the older woman's hair back, forcing her head painfully back, until she relented and accepted the finger into her mouth. Her niece began to move it in and out her lips, fucking the older woman's mouth with her digit.
"Mmmm . . . you've got me so fucking hot, Denise, I'm going to cum all over your face." April removed her finger from her aunt's mouth. She leaned forward, grabbed the older woman's inflamed bare sex and began to torment it once again.
"Nooo . . ." begged her aunt in anguish. However, try as she might, Denise couldn't stop her body from reacting to her domineering niece; her hips thrust, her hard nipples ached, and her sweaty body trembled under the young girl's touch.
"I bet that food in my pussy is looking pretty good to you now, isn't it, bitch?" April said, as she removed her finger from Denise's sex and made her lick it clean.
"Mmmf -- Yesh, April," she gasped around the probing finger.
April snatched out her finger and slapped her aunt's defenseless face. "Miss April bitch! I was beginning to feel sorry for you, you piece of trash, but you just blew your chance to cum!"
"No please," begged Denise. Though her cheek stung from the slap, her body still craved something to satisfy her aching need. "Please Miss April, I want to eat your pussy. I *need* to eat it."
"Too late for that now bitch. Call me Mistress and beg to eat all your meals from my cunt. Otherwise, I will keep you on edge until Tom comes home."
Denise struggled uselessly against the casts and slings binding both her arms. She cried, she sobbed, she begged, but when she looked up there was no sympathy to be found in her niece's icy blue eyes. Defeated, she hung her head down in shame and a pitiful whine escaped her throat.
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Keywords: Denise, Denying,