The bloodline continues...

CONTINUING THE BLOOD LINE



Last spring, I was knocked out by the movie ‘DaVinci Code’. I had not read the book (being one of the three people on the planet who’d not read it), so I got a copy and read it; again, I was knocked out. The DVD of this movie now has a permanent spot in my collection. My friends and I spent many hours at the Tap Room, discussing why the movie got undeserved bad reviews.

One night, after a few beers, I began to wonder what would be the response to a movie of Sophie and Langdon deciding to continue the blood line? Ron Howard certainly wouldn’t direct an ‘X’ movie, so maybe it would make a good story! (With apologies to Dan Brown).




THE STORY CONTINUES


Robert Langdon returned to his hotel room, after discovering where the Magdalene lay. He poured himself a drink, and tried to process the momentous events that had transpired, and felt honored to be a part of history. His thoughts wandered to Teabing, and the fine mess that he had helped to create. His thoughts moved to Sophie, and how her life had change so dramatically. He also had feelings of lust for Sophie, and wondered why he did not act upon his feelings; it’d been a while since he’d been with a woman, and Sophie was so gorgeous. He poured himself another drink, and tried to unwind.

Just after he had settled himself in the chair, there was a knock at his hotel room door. Who could this be, at this hour, he wondered? He opened the door and there was Sophie. Before he could get a word out, Sophie touched Roberts’ cheek. She stepped inside, put both hands behind his head, and thrust her sweetly throbbing tongue down his throat. Langdon was both surprised and aroused; what marvelous luck that she was interested in him also. They continued to kiss as Robert removed her trench coat; they edged each other towards the bed.

With Robert sitting on the side of the bed, Sophie removed her blouse, and then her skirt. “I’ve wanted to do this since I met you”, she hoarsely whispered, and she knelt before him. She unbuttoned his shirt and kissed him passionately down his breast bone, and unbuckled his belt and slid her hand to his penis. Robert moaned with pleasure, and put his hands on the back of Sophie’s head, as to guide her. After licking his balls, she proceeded to his cock; her head went up and down like a piston, while down on her knees, making the most wonderful slurping and sucking noises. After a bit, Robert leaned back on the bed, and guided Sophie’s legs around his face. He began his own slurping and licking, and Sophie was bucking and moaning with pleasure. She stiffened, and let out a squeal, and exploded in Robert’s face, with her juices going in his nose and mouth.

After a moment to catch her breath, she grunted “I want you in me”, and mounted Langdon and rode him like a French cowgirl. Her hands gripped the headboard, for better leverage. Robert was moaning with pleasure and breathing heavily. He held on for as long as he could, and then exploded inside of Sophie with the force of a volcano. She lay on top of him, with her head on his chest while they both caught their breath and enjoyed the afterglow in silence.

“That was amazing” Sophie grunted.
“You’re the amazing one, Princess Sophie.”

They order a plate of French snacks from room service, including some high-end champagne and cognac. They sat cross-legged and naked before each other, taking turns feeding each other French cheeses and some oysters.

“I happened to get one of Silas’ whips, and a pair of hand cuffs,” Sophie said.
“Ooo La La” Langdon replied.

Sophie dipped into the pocket of her trench coat, and retrieved the items; she then ordered Langdon to get on all fours on the floor. She then gave him a sharp smack on the ass.

“Beg me for another” she barked.
“Please give me another, Dominatrix Sophie” Langdon whimpered.

After five smacks, Sophie sat on the edge of the bed, and commanded Langdon to kneel before her and eat her out. It was an offer that he could not refuse. She sipped some cognac and purred, “Thank you, my slave…” He stuck his tongue into her as far as it would go, and also nibbled her upper thighs. Langdon did his job well; he could hear her moans of pleasure, and felt her tremble, and soon he was licking up her come.

After another breather, it was Langdon’s turn to call the shots, giving Sophie her five smacks. “I’m gonna do ya French Poodle style,” he commanded. “Of course, my Master,” she replied, and he entered her from behind. After a few moments of this, he flipped her onto her back, and began pumping furiously between her thighs. Robert could tell she was loving it, by her grunts and moans; he was licking the freckle on her neck as she squealed with pleasure. “A bone for my poodle,” Langdon grunted. Soon he exploded inside of her, letting out a grunt in orgasm. They again lay in each others arms, exhausted and amazed.

After a moment, he heard a rustling in the closet. “Did you hear that, Sophie?” he said. Indeed, she had heard it as well. Langdon tip-toed, totally naked, to the closet door and opened it. Sophie gasped as a man fell to the carpet.

“Teabing!” Langdon said, with surprise and anger in his voice.
“Coming out of the closet, I see,” said Sophie.
“This is what I was hoping for, a continuation of the Bloodline” Teabing grunted.
“How dare you infringe on our privacy?” Sophie said in anger.
“But this is the first erection I’ve had in ages” Teabing stammered.
“Shall we, Sophie?” Landon said. Teabing looked confused.
“Of course we should, Robert.”

The two of them dragged Teabing to the bathroom, and handcuffed him to the curtain rod; they ripped off his clothes in short order.

“Beg for forgiveness” Sophie commanded, smacking him with Silas’ whip.
“We’re waiting…” Langdon laughed. There was another smack from Sophie.
“Oww…stop this at once” Teabing moaned.
“Beg, Teabing, beg….” Another smack. “Beg forgiveness…”
“Ok...ok…please forgive me, Dominatrix Sophie!”

After a few more smacks and slaps, they released his hands, and threw him, totally naked, into the hotel hallway and locked the door behind them. Grinning and totally arouse, they returned to the bed to continue the “lust-fest”.

They continued back and for the like this until sunrise, giving new meaning to the Biblical phrase “Be fruitful and multiply.”