Commander
Malcolm
Menninger
A Fictional Account Of The Adventures Of A
Canadian Who Dabbled In The Industries And His Own Family With What Appears To
Be Successful And Exciting Tries For Happiness.
What A Movie, This Would Make, If I Were Capable Of Writing, Producing
And Directing Movies. Enjoy, My Darling
Readers. Just Enjoy The Moments And Find
The Surreptitious Humour Tucked Away Between The Seriousness Of The Lines.
By Izzy Ess De La
Grande Vitesse
Commander Malcolm Menninger did manage to prevaricate, successfully,
and extricate himself from such embarrassment as would have turned him red from
head to toe. He said that he was rich
and could afford to buy the factory that manufactured rubber toys that looked
like private parts. He wrote a cheque
for $505,050.50 in Canadian official dollars.
He accepted a receipt for it, plus the deed for Rubber Toys Incorporated,
signed over by Sir Sumner Summerville, a man from Sunnyvale in California. Commander Menninger was satisfied that all
was kosher as he read the small print of the deed which described a factory in
Sunnyvale the size of several football fields.
He, also, did receive the blueprints for the more than hundred toys that
were already being manufactured by the company.
In addition, he received a detailed long financial balance sheet which
indicated that the operation was indeed a money maker. Finally, he did receive the names and numbers
of the present middle management employees who directly supervised the day-to-day
affairs.
Commander Malcolm was staying at the Hotel Superstar of San
Francisco. He went to his penthouse room
and ordered supper and champagne and caviar and asked the concierge about a
female escort that would come to him and escort him to his big bed for hijinks
and some hanky panky. The concierge did
warn him that the high priced hookers were extremely dear and would charge him
mighty fees for special services. Commander
Malcolm Menninger said he would pay the fee for a special business woman who
was confident about her expertise. “Yes
SIR!” replied the concierge and said, “I have just the woman for you and she is
so high class that she will ring your bell from now ‘til dawn!” Within five minutes, a knock on his own
penthouse door announced the prostitute’s arrival, eh? She was stunningly quite beautiful, oriental,
yellow-skinned and statuesque. She
smiled at him and entered and she dropped her silken gown to be completely
naked. She had small feet and hands and
glided in to lie upon his bed, legs spread and both her knees up in the
air. Commander Malcolm smiled and took
off all his clothes and mounted Suzy Yokohama straight away. She wiggled and she giggled and she took his
load of semen deep into her private parts.
Commander Malcolm was not finished as he turned her over getting Suzy
to present her perky yellow derriere to his big weapon. He mounted her immediately straight at her
back door. She was, indeed, a pro. She just relaxed her anus and allowed the
strong Commander to advance his masthead deep inside her bowel to plumb her
depths and then to just explode, anew.
Ms. suzy wiggled vigorously and facilitated everything. Commander Malcolm roared with pleasure like a
lion. Suzy did reach back and grabbed
his buns and pushed him deeper and he did explode again with an even louder
roar.
And, so it went, the whole night through. The commander paid in cash two thousand bucks
and sent her on her way. He slept the
morning and woke up for lunch in the Hotel Restaurant, the Clipper Ship. Then he packed up and he paid his hotel
bill. He hired a car to take him out to
Sunnyvale to see his latest acquisition and was pleased to find he had invested
in an operation which seemed to be successful.
He inspected many products off the line and liked the rubber dildoes and
the ticklers that were being finished.
He took a rubber penis with a battery that did vibrate and make a
whirring sound. He spoke with the old
foreman in the factory and was quite impressed that he was competent and
understood the operations. His driver
had been waiting for him and he asked him to transport him to the San Francisco
Aeroport where he did board a waiting private plane to take him home to
Newfoundland’s Port Cobourg, where he lived.
His own Cadillac was parked there and he drove it to his home, a mansion
on the ocean front. His pretty wife of
fifteen years was there to greet him, as was his darling teenage daughter. He kissed them both upon their foreheads and
he did enjoy a homemade stew before he went to bed and slept ‘til dawn.
In the morning, his wife was up and made him coffee, bacon and some
pancakes and served them with a glass of orange juice. Commander Malcolm had put on his jogging
clothes and he jogged along the path that followed the Atlantic Ocean
shore. It was his custom to do some
exercise each morning and this was his favourite. The air was fresh and the view was quite
spectacular along the ocean front. He
liked especially the brightly painted cedar houses and the fishing boats out on
the sea. He rested at a cove that was
secluded and smoked a small cigar that had been dipped in rum. His mind went back to Suzy Yokohama and a
chill went through his body. He wondered
how he could get Suzy to be here in Newfoundland without disturbing his good
marriage. He liked his wife Adele and
his own teenage daughter, Nancy. Suzy
offered great excitement and such creativity.
He did relive his night with Suzy and noticed that his manhood hardened
and it began to throb. He was alone and
helped himself ejaculate upon the sand of the small cove.
At home, for lunch, Commander Malcolm ate his grilled cheese sandwiches
and sweet pickles with enthusiasm while trying to excite his wife. She acceded to his wishes and had quiet sex
with him just after ice-cream for desert.
He couldn’t shake his thoughts so clear of Suzy and he tried so hard to
get his wife to do some things, like oral sex, that she had never done
before. It was no use. Adele just smiled and just ignored him while
accepting her familiar missionary sexual position with some mild
enthusiasm. “Is there something wrong?”
she asked him, finally and he just shook his head and said, “There’s nothing
wrong, my darling wife. I think I’m so
excited to see you again after being absent for this week. I’m sorry if I do not please you. Please forgive me.” Adele was pleased there was no controversy
and went on with her own thoughts of getting dinner ready, eh?
In the living room, Commander Malcolm read the Business News of New
York Times and found an article about the acquisition he had made. The author of the article congratulated
Malcolm on a clever business move. He
quipped that making rubber toys for all adults was good business for Americans
who liked to play games in the bedroom.
Too late, he did remember picking up a vibrating penis which he had
planned to use to titillate his wife, but was surprised when his own daughter
came into the living room with his new toy and shoved it in his face and asked,
“What is this daddy? It vibrates and it
glows. How is it used?” He stammered as he tried to tell her that
some adults do use it for their own amusement.
Nancy quickly ripped her pretty panties off and plunged it into her not
yet matured vagina and she asked, “Like this?”
She switched the battery to “ON,” and felt a thrill and said, “Wow,
daddy, this is neat!” Commander Malcolm
grabbed the rubber penis and put it in his pocket. She grabbed it back and ran into her room and
locked the door. He shrugged his
shoulders and he thought that everything would be OK. He smiled and said, “I guess my daughter’s
growing up!”
Later, the Commander took a nap before the supper of fried chicken, French
fries, peas and carrots, all in cream of mushroom sauce. He was awoken by his naked daughter who had
jammed the rubber penis up her twat and had turned on the battery. She was sweating, grunting and convulsing
with waves of pleasure that had overcome her teenage body. She pulled it out to say, “Oh daddy, what a
toy this is! Does mommy use it?” Malcolm grabbed it from her and threw it out
an open window to the rocks below. The
daughter yelped and ran to see where it had landed and she said, with glee,
“Daddy, look, it’s still glowing and it’s wiggling. See?”
The commander took a look and saw the penis work its way down to the
shore and swim away. His Nancy giggled
and remarked, “It’s OK, daddy. I’ll
retrieve it after supper, eh? I’m really
sorry I upset you. Please forgive me
daddy.” She turned around and said,
“Here is my bottom. You can spank me, if
you wish.”
Commander Malcolm did not know exactly what to say. He made a mocking spanking move and told her
to get dressed in her pajamas for her supper.
He also whispered, “This will be our secret, eh? Please don’t tell mommy that I brought it
home. I don’t think she’ll understand,
OK?” Nancy smiled and ran off to her
room to get some warm pajamas for the night.
The commander liked his daughter for her spunk and openness and had a
vague idea that the rubber dildo would come back to haunt him.
Supper was OK. The conversation
was so bland, it faded into nothingness and died. Commander Malcolm was a little worried about
Nancy’s evil smirk. She winked at her
own father and touched him on the knees, underneath the kitchen table where
they ate. She also reached to touch his
groin an found a growing manhood. She
giggled and she smirked some more and winked at her own father very
knowingly. Her mother seemed oblivious
to Nancy’s smirking and her sneaking feelings of her husband’s groin beneath
the kitchen table. After supper, the
three of them did clear and clean the table and wash and dry the dishes in the
modern rebuilt kitchen of the Menninger Menagerie Beside The Sea. The family moved into the small sitting room
for television programming which included silly sitcoms and a documentary about
the growth of rubber industries and rubber toys for adults, eh? At ten, the family prepared for bed and
sleeping. Malcolm made no demands upon
his wife and she was satisfied to fall asleep beside him in the bed without so
much as saying, “Good-night, my darling
husband and please have pleasant dreams.
It was not unusual for Nancy, dressed in warm silky colourful pajamas to
lie down between them and embrace her father very closely with her arm across
his chest and a leg across his thigh, her knee just resting on his manhood,
surreptitiously. Malcolm did allow his
manhood to get a little stiff and nudge the knee of his own daughter,
surreptitiously. He did not expect what
happened next.
Our Nancy seemed to be asleep.
Her hand moved down from Malcolm’s chest and came to rest upon his
growing penis. Then our Nancy’s fingers
strummed her father’s manhood and it grew immensely and popped the buttons of
his white pajamas to point straight up.
Our Nancy, still apparently asleep, did grab her daddy’s bold erection
and she stroked it rhythmically, up and down and down and up and up and down,
repeatedly. Malcolm was so stimulated he
just let his wad of semen fly. It made
an arc above the silken sheets and plopped down in a tiny puddle, eh? Then our Nancy woke and smiled and revealed
she was not sleeping and she licked the puddle dry. She smacked her lips and seemed to really
like the salty tase of Malcolm’s seamen.
Malcolm did sit up and grab his daughter’s shoulders and shook her menacingly
with a smile, of course.
Our Nancy put her finger to her lips to indicate her need to have her
father just be quiet and to follow her to her own bedroom where she welcomed
her own father to undress and lay supine upon her bed. Nancy did undress and showed her lovely
teenage body to advantage. Her breasts
were budding more than Malcolm’s memory allowed. In fact, her young and perky breasts were now
the size that Suzy Yokohama did possess.
A tiny growth of pubic hair announced that she had passed her menarche
and could get pregnant, theoretically.
Nancy seemed to know what she was after and she bent her head down to
her father’s growing manhood and she put his masthead deep inside her mouth and
throat. She used her tongue to stimulate
her father and he did respond most vigourously by exploding in her mouth. Nancy smiled as she just swallowed
everything. Then she straddled her own
father and she took the measure of his manhood deep within her inner private
parts. She wriggled up and down and back
and forth and succeeded in achieving several waves of pleasure and some
pleasant spasms of her inner private parts.
Malcolm was excited way beyond his expectations for that night. He exploded once again and so did Nancy, squealing
and just squirming vigorously.
All through the night, this father-daughter combo taught each other how
to please the other with such vigour that our Malcolm was quite overcome. The tears ran down his cheeks as he declared,
“I love you, Nancy, my own daughter. You
are the light and stars of my existence and if you but linger for another day
or two, we will marry and build our own home by the sea and live so happily
together, just forever, eh?” Nancy
smiled and shook her head, so knowingly.
She said, “I do appreciate your great sincerity but I’d feel bad just
stealing you away from your boring wife.
Isn’t there some way the three of us could live in Peace and
Harmony?” Malcolm cried some more and
said, “You are an Angel, my good daughter, I love you quite sincerely and your
consideration of my marriage is a Godsend.
Thank you, my darling daughter.
Yes, of course, you’re right. My
marriage is a happy one and your mother loves us both so much. It would be shameful to break up our loving
trio. But, I don’t believe your mother
would approve of our strong sexuality. I
don’t believe your mother would accept us having intercourse so openly, do
you?”
Surprising our new lovers was the quite unnoticed observations of our
Malcolm’s wife, the mother of their darling daughter, Nancy. She had awoken and had missed her family and
found them fucking vigourously, eh?
She’d tried to calm herself but realized that she had needs that weren’t
satisfied, while her daughter had found an obviously quite exciting way to
satisfy her husband and herself. She
started crying, quietly, and tears were running down her face as she did
unbutton her pagamas and loosen up the drawstrings of her bottoms. The she dropped her top and bottom to reveal
her pulchritude and snuggled into Nancy’s bed to help her fuck her
husband. She patted her own daughter’s
derriere and tweaked her tiny nipples, eh?
The surprising thing was that our Nancy disengaged and pushed her mother
to engage and start to rock and roll, enthusiastically. Malcolm took this all in stride and let it
fly and filled his wife’s own honeypot with hot and salty semen while his
daughter tweaked her big brown hardened nipples and slapped her derriere to
urge her on to ecstasy.
Well folks, I think I’ve done it now! This mother, father and their daughter played
the whole night through, exchanging partners an their private parts as much as
possible. This happy trio did express
their love quite frequently and did create some magic memories for all
Eternity. Their openness allowed for
them to call up Suzy Yokohama and invite her to become a member of the family
and she accepted, gladly and enthusiastically.
OK! Is this enough, dear reader or
shall I create a place for you within this happy setting, eh? Please be my guest and come right over and
create your own dramatic ending to this story.
As for me, I do declare, this is
THE END
AMEN AND HALLELUJAH!
©
Izzy Sommers, MD
Wetland,
Kanata
December
3rd In This
A Banner
Year, 2013
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