She stands and pushes me back on the table, then continues to suck me as I slowly soften to semi erect in her mouth.
Ground Zero is rapidly disappearing in the rear view mirror.
I look up at her as she stands next to the table smiling at me through her messed up hair. “Roll over. My turn to give you a massage.”
And it’s a great massage, using hands, breasts – her whole body. By the time I am on my back and she straddles me, my cock is throbbingly rigid again. She slides her body all over mine and the feel of her firm breasts rubbing me and encasing my cock as I slide between them is sublime. My hands explore her as she caresses me with her body, her long hair tickling it’s trail across my sensitised skin. Her breasts press against and past my lips and finally, without warning, I feel her tight, slippery heat encase me as she slides down onto me and sits up straight, her breasts thrusting outward to fill my hands as she rises and falls on my cock, sliding up and down with her pussy gripping me like a hot, wet vice as she grinds her clit onto me.
Ground Zero is dust.
We move together like this, faster and faster, me holding back until she begins to come and then letting go and soon exploding with her. Her heat and tightness around my shaft as I piston into her and she leans over me, her breasts in my face, is intense and her body shakes with the impact as I hold onto her hips and ass and we fuck each other furiously. Her gasps, cries and screams seem loud, but the blaring music from the other side of the house masks us until she collapses forward onto me where she lays gasping and panting for a while, slowly regaining composure. I can feel her heart thumping in her chest as mine also races, her hair over my face. My cock still twitches within her as we lie together like that for a while, her breath tickling my ear.
“Oh my God,” she moans, as she sits upright and smooths her hair back.
“Yah,” I agree.
We climb down off the table and I take her hand, leading her to the shower. We gently and intimately soap and caress each other under the hot water as steam rises in clouds around us. I delight in the curves of her body and the feel of her hands on mine. Her full, heavy breasts slip against me as I press her into the cool tiles and probe her folds with my fingers as she kisses my neck. We eventually get out, relaxed, skin glowing, and this time she leads me, to the sauna. She rummages in a drawer on the way and grabs a bottle of baby oil. Inside the sauna the heat is moderate (for saunas) and the air smells of timber and eucalyptus. We don’t bother with towels and sit naked, sensually applying the oil to each other as the sweat rises to bead on our skin. We chat aimlessly and then sit back in comfortable silence, shoulders touching. “Well this isn’t exactly what I thought I would be doing at the firm Christmas party,” I comment eventually.
“How about this then?” she says as she pushes me gently onto my back and draws my semi erect cock into her warm, wet mouth. I sigh and tell her to get in a position so I can return the favour. Soon her smooth pink lips are positioned over my waiting mouth and as I taste her salty wetness and enjoy the sound of her moans and groans. I revel in the round firm pressure of her slippery tits on my stomach as she slowly sucks and licks me. Soon she is breathing hard and her stroking and sucking of my slippery cock becomes a little un-coordinated as her arousal builds again. I try to relax and concentrate on what I am doing, with moderate success and am eventually rewarded with Jo taking my cock out of her mouth and groaning “Enough. Fuck me.”
She has gotten me nice and hard again now, and the sound and sight of a woman close to coming always gets me going. We reposition so that she kneels on the soft, padded floor, ass to me and leans over the bench seat. She is eager and quick and moans loudly as I slide past her oily lips and back inside her tight pussy.
She grips the slatted timber seat and presses back onto me as I thrust into her, holding onto her hips. She is grunting and gasping as I fuck her with increasing energy, although the heat is taking it out of me. I don’t let her come though, mainly because I will come too if I keep this going and I’m not ready for that. I repeatedly bring her close and then withdraw to rub the head of my cock over her lips and clit with her protesting, telling me she was about to come, calling me a bastard.
I tell her I want to watch her masturbate, to watch her hands on her own body, her fingers in her pussy. That I want to drink in the sight of her as she comes. She grins and tells me ok, so long as I finish what I started before. I agree. She leans back on the bench and while I watch her hungrily, she lies on her back, on foot on the bench, knee raised, the other on the floor. Her hands start at her neck and then slowly move down to her tits, pushing them together, moving in slow, lazy circles. She takes the baby oil and pours more over her body, heaps of it. Her hands slowly travel over her whole body but finish between her legs which she spreads widely.
As one hand slips first one, then 2 fingers inside increasingly quickly, the other rubs her engorged clit faster and faster. Her eyes are shut tight and she is concentrating on bringing herself off. Her body is jerking and writhing, her back arched, breasts thrusting upward and wobbling tautly as she whimpers and moans. Finally her hips come off the bench as her fingers whip across her engorged and oily clit. Her other hand slips under her ass and as she thrusts her pelvis against her hand she slips a long fingwer into her arse with my encouragement driving her on, starts to thrash and jerk, crying out loudly as she comes.
It is impressive to watch and before her orgasm subsides fully, I pull her off the bench and begin to finish what I started earlier as I promised I would. She seems to be on a plateau and is swearing and pushing back against me as I fuck her harder and faster. I pop put at one point and she reaches back and presses the head of my cock against her slippery ass. Looking at me over her shoulder she says, “Slowly.” So slowly I ease the throbbing head inside her and she wriggles and moves slightly as I slowly begin to move back and forth. The tightness is intense and the oil helps with lubrication as I slowly slip more and more inside her as she fingers herself and rubs her clit with a free hand, slowly relaxing and becoming less cautious.
Soon we are moving together again and she is going nuts, taking nearly all of me as her arousal moves to a climax. I withdraw and pull her over me as I lie on the bench. She squats over my body and eases her ass down onto my shaft again until she is sliding up and down on my full length as she rubs her clit and I again fill my eyes and hands with her glorious tits. The tightness and heat is intense around my cock and soon I am helplessly thrusting into her and moaning as she meets my thrusts. I lose control and cry out with the intensity of my orgasm and she starts to come as well, collapsing over me as my cock spurts come into her ass and her tits press into my face and mouth where I suck them in abandon.
After we have calmed down and recovered a little we have another shower, this one involving us sitting on the floor as the water cascades over our bodies from the dual heads. We lazily clean ourselves with the body wash and sponges in the shower. It’s just after 1 am and we’re completely exhausted. Despite this I realise I will not be seeing or touching Jo again and so I slowly and gently apply moisturiser to her whole body in front of the bathroom mirror, experiencing one last time the sight and feel of her body. She faces the mirror and I watch her close her eyes and sigh as my hands draw up along her body from her hips to cup her breasts, move over them, watching them drop firmly, circle in from the side and back down. She leans forward on the vanity as I feel her back and smooth the cream into her ass, down her legs and back up, gently smoothing the cream soothingly onto her sensitive pussy.
She turns to face me as I crouch and do the rest of her legs and then stand to step back and admire her as she leans back and smiles tiredly at me. We move out into the gym and she dresses me slowly while still naked herself. I dress her slowly and am surprised when she takes my hand and slips it between her thighs to rub slowly along her lips until I feel her moisten again. She slips my finger inside her and moves it in and out slowly by holding my wrist. “Any time you want to do that again, you just let me know,” she says. We dress and slip out side to catch separate cabs to our respective homes.
The End
Kiara’s Pity Fuck for a Nerd
Kiara had been around the Uni campus quite a lot in the past 2 weeks. She, along with a thousand or so others, had just begun their higher education in their various courses.
But the subjects weren’t what Kiara remembered most. On the first day, she had sex in the toilets - and it came to a shock for her to who it was. Thomas was in her grade at school, and the two had never even flirted before, but he tricked Kiara that day. Thinking it was someone else, Kiara freely went with the flow as Thomas got a blowjob and a fuck from her!
Since then she had skipped a couple of her classes to catch up with Thomas for a quickie – it was like a ‘friends-with-benefits’ situation. But today she decided to go to the lecture instead. Walking up to the main hall where the lecture was to be held, Kiara realised she was almost half an hour early. She looked around to see if any of her fellow peers were waiting at the hall also.
Kiara spotted Marvin, a guy in her class, sitting at a table nearby. He was a short and skinny kid, and like any nerd, was as white as a ghost and had big glasses. Obviously, he wasn’t the chick magnet, and it seemed like he didn’t care that he wasn’t.
He was vigorously reading a textbook, secluded from society as his eyes raced through the fictional text. Kiara giggled to herself, kind of disgust but also in pity for him. She was a nice girl and didn’t like people to be left out, so she went and sat right next to Marvin at the table.
“Hey, Marv,” she said.
“It’s Marvin,” he retorted, his eyes still glued on the page. But just seconds later, his eyes stopped scanning through the words as he realized what was happening. He looked up to Kiara as she sat there smiling at him.
“Wow, you’ve stopped reading,” Kiara joked. Marvin laughed nervously, blushing as his body was inches away from a girl’s. He couldn’t help his eyes from scanning her body up and down, her tight shirt pressing hard against the firm breasts that lay beneath.
Kiara watched as Marvin looked her up and down rather creepily.
“Sorry,” he laughed nervously again, stopping his eyes from searching her body even more.
“That’s okay,” Kiara laughed as she watched Marvin go back to reading, a smile clearly across his face. She leaned over to read what he was, and could feel Marvin become uncomfortable. Kiara was basically flirting with him at this stage! Why and how it came about, she didn’t know…
“What’s the book?” Kiara asked.
“Um… It’s, uh…” Marvin was starting to sweat with nerves. Kiara saw the title of the book at the bottom of the page.
“The Female Body” she said, surprised. ‘He’s reading a book on the female body?’ Kiara asked herself.
“Um… yeah, it’s for… studies,” Marvin remained nervous.
“But we’re studying Business.”
“Uh… personal study,” he said with a wry smile, avoiding eye contact as he continued to read.
Kiara didn’t believe him. Just then, a movement caught her eye. She looked down, noticing movement in Marvin’s crotch area. Kiara watched as his cock rose to a peak, his pant’s materials coming to a point. It was personal study, alright! And maybe Kiara could be his practical study…
“Um, Marvin, I just remembered that we’re supposed to be in the other hall,” she lied. They weren’t really in a different hall, but she wanted to test something.
“Are you…sure?” he stuttered.
“Yes, now come on, we don’t want to miss it.” Kiara got up from the seats and began to lead Marvin. He closed his book as he followed closely behind her. Marvin’s eyes couldn’t help but begin scanning again. She had a perfect body; even his nerdy, science-enriched mind knew that! Kiara dressed for the idea of sex. She had a tight ass that flaunted heavenly through her mini skirt, and her petite, curvaceous body led to her sassy blonde hair and down to her nicely tanned legs.
Kiara took a quick look behind at Marvin and saw his eyes fixed her skirt and noticed his boner had grown even more. She couldn’t wait any longer – her strange attraction to Marvin made her jolt and she could feel her pussy coming damp.
“In here,” she said, turning left into the nearest building. She grabbed Marvin by the arm and pulled him in the room as she opened the door.
“This isn’t the hall,” Marvin said, his eyes now meeting Kiara’s.
“No,” Kiara agreed. In a swift movement, Kiara dropped off her skirt, baring her wet pussy. “But this is!”
She was right: her flaps were like a hall; a passageway! As with everything, Marvin’s eyes fixed on her pussy.
“Vagina!” he said in awe.
“Okay, nerdy boy, enough,” Kiara said impatiently. She dropped to her knees, loosening his belt and pulling down his pants. Marvin barely had time to process what was happening, and before he knew it, Kiara was rolling her mouth over his balls.
“Have you ever masturbated?” Kiara asked hurriedly. Marvin shook his head.
“No. It makes you blind,” he said.
“Fucking Christ, Marvin, that’s science!” Kiara was getting angry – it happened sometimes when she was horny. He couldn’t even answer before Kiara was rapidly jerking his cock with both hands.
Marvin stumbled to his knees within seconds as his cock pulsated. He felt a quick surge going through him before he exploded cum in Kiara’s mouth, the veins in his cock tightening.
Kiara sat back and opened her clit. Marvin watched, still panting, his cock loose and rather tired.
“Come on, we gotta get to class soon,” she said. Marvin hurried up – he wanted this and he knew it. Although he was a virgin, it didn’t mean he didn’t know how to do this. Sure, he’d never watched porn before either, but what do you think he would be reading about all the time? Page after page of the female orgasm, their mindset, what different styles different girls like.
“Should I get a condom?” Marvin asked, remembering what he’d read could happen.
“What are you? A wuss?” Kiara said with a giggle. “Come on, I’m not gonna wait forever.”
Feeling pressured, Marvin slid his cock into the opening and immediately began pumping all he had. He definitely wasn’t going to give up this chance! With every thrust, Kiara’s g-spot was being hit like no other; her body rocking. This definitely wasn’t the nerd everyone knew. Yes, his face was beyond distracting and repulsive, especially during sex, but his nervousness had somewhat faded.
But missionary style still wasn’t enough. Kiara took control, playfully pushing Marvin on his back. She adjusted herself and sat her beckoning pussy on top of Marvin’s erect cock.
Kiara’s hole was the perfect size for his thick cock, as she rode it with all she had. She could feel her orgasm was going to come thick and fast. Marvin could only watch in delight as Kiara kicked into full throttle. Still rocking up and down, back and forth, she took off her top, grabbed Marvin’s hands, and pulled them up to massage her tits. Marvin couldn’t help but realize – even in this unpredictable sex-fest – that Kiara only had a top a skirt on – no bra or underwear. It was Kiara’s way of preparing for the day ahead – a potential fuck was always right around the corner!
Cum gushed from Kiara’s hole, as she moaned and ran her hands through her hair. She smothered her fingers through her juices, before rubbing them over her perky breasts. Kiara slid herself from his cock’s grasp. Fingering herself, she lay down and began licking the head of Marvin’s cock. Her riding may not have got him to come, but Marvin was tingling as she took his meat in a whole, gagging as she wore out his cock. The sensation returned again as Marvin let out his hot, gooey load into Kiara’s mouth, as, simultaneously, her finger fucking climaxed and juices oozed from her pink flaps.
Still coming, Kiara sat herself of Marvin’s face, letting him lap up all she had. Marvin could barely breath, but that didn’t bother him – he was buried in Kiara’s hot flesh and cum juices; this was heaven! He could feel Kiara squirming; her moaning intensifying as he sucked and licked her flaps liked a depraved animal.
Kiara came again and Marvin’s face was well and truly cum-filled. Kiara stood up and watched him lick her juices. Both of them were worn out and blown away by how good the other was.
Marvin was no longer a nerd – not to Kiara. Maybe he could get some confidence out of this and stop being so nervous.
“Next week, class,” Kiara said in a teacher’s imitation, “we’ll have a lecture and prac on doggystyle.” With a naughty smile, Kiara put her clothes back on and left the room. Marvin just lay there for another five minutes, putting the recent events into his photographic memory.
What started out to be a pity fuck had turned into something much more. And Marvin was determined to ace this next class and give Miss Kiara his best effort!
The End
Massages Can Be So Good For You
My business trip was to Kansas City. I had some time to kill, so I went to a massage parlor. I have done this a few times. I am very nervous when I go in…
The asian girl was slim and pretty. She seemed to be about 25 years old. I am not good with guessing ages though. She was wearing a colorful oriental dress. Her tits looked very small. She had short black hair and a pretty smile. She had me take all my clothes off while she left the room. I was already semi-hard. She turned down the lights…lit a candle before she left.
After stripping I laid down on the massage table. I made sure to point my cock downward and spread my legs so that the head was sticking out between my thighs. I’m sure she saw it when she walked in. It is very exciting for me to be naked in front of women. She came back shortly and asked if I was comfortable. Of course, I replied yes. She poured some warm oil on my back and started massaging my shoulders…then back…then she moved to my feet…then slowly up my leg.
As she moved up my legs, she was getting closer and closer to my cock head. A couple of times she actually grazed it…very nice.
Then she moved to my ass…massaging the cheeks…I love that!!! My butt is very sensitive.
With every rub, she would let her fingers go deeper and deeper. Soon, she was actually grazing my hole…oh I was in heaven and completely hard by then. It was slightly uncomfortable laying on my hard cock..
Then, she asked me to turn over. When I did, my cock sprung back and slapped my stomach. She cooed and said ‘very nice’…
She poured more oil on my chest, stomach….she began massaging my chest, stomach…coming close but not touching my cock. Then she moved to my feet again and started moving up my legs much like she did while I was on my stomach.
She stopped short of my cock and balls and said that she had to excuse herself. She said someone would be back to ‘finish’ my massage. This has never happened before. All the other times that I have gotten a massage, the same masseuse ‘finished’ me. I was kind of nervous.
In a few short minutes, another attractive Asian woman entered the room. While I was there alone and scared, my cock softened a bit. I was still semi-hard but not all the way. I had also leaked quite a bit of pre-cum out of my cock hole onto my stomach. It is very clear and slippery.
The Asian woman was quite a bit older. I would say at least 50. She had a robe on. She had longer gray and black hair and I’m sure was very pretty when she was younger. She also smiled when she came in and poured a little more warm oil on my stomach…she only rubbed my stomach…nice and gently…all around my cock but making sure not to touch it. She would glance at my eyes and then back at my cock while she did this. After only a couple of minutes, I was very hard again. my cock was actually twitching a little bit and moving up and down as my blood pumped through my veins.
She kept smiling and had a gentle touch…her skin was slightly wrinkled but very soft. When I was completely hard, she asked me (in an asian accent) if I wanted her to ‘finish’. I asked how much and she said that ‘fucky’ would be $250 and that ‘sucky’ would be $150. I asked how much handjob would be and she said $100. I said I didn’t have that much and she asked how much did I have. I told her that I only brought $50 with me. She said that I could only get ’touchy touchy’ for $50…not a blow job.
I said ok…she seemed a little disappointed but poured a little warm oil on my cock. It slowly ran down my balls and also over my ass.
She opened her robe but didn’t take it off. Her tits were bigger than the other girls and they sagged down almost to her belly. Her nipples were very dark and were really large in diameter. Her nipples were only slightly hard. she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast…it was warm and very soft….my favorite kind of tits!
She touch my cock head and slowly started to stroke it…her grip was soft…she encircled my entire cock and slowly began stroking the entire length. With her other hand, she alternated between massaging my balls and rubbing my anus…
I was kneading her tits and her nipples became harder….I lifted them and they were heavy…I love breasts and nipples and heavy and soft tits…
She began stroking a little harder and faster. I could have cum very quickly but I tried to hold off…it felt soo nice…I could not hold off any longer and felt the impending orgasm making its way up my cock….I exploded and shot about 3 ropes of cum onto my stomach and her hand. She kept pumping for a minute or so to push all of my cum out of my cock.
She left the room for a minute and came back with a warm wash cloth. She gently washed the warm cum off of my stomach and also cleaned my balls and wiped the oil of my ass where she had been rubbing my hole…
She left the room for good and I got up and got dressed…I was very relaxed and felt wonderful.
I paid and left with a huge smile on my face!!!
The End
Roomies: The Reunion
Pam Maguire Norton drew her knees up under her chin and wrapped her arms around them. A smile flitted over her face. The sunlight was warm, broken into dancing spots by the branches of the spreading old live oak behind her. The sand under the huge beach towel was firm against her bottom. A delightful soft breeze came off the ocean in front of her.
Everything was perfect. The camping gear was stacked to the side by the old fire pit. They would set it up later. Right now all she wanted to do was watch her oldest friend Kim bubble over with laughter as she frolicked ankle deep in the surf.
God, how had they let so much time pass? It seemed such a short time ago that they had been college roommates, as close as any two young women could ever be. They had been friends, confidants and lovers. They had embraced college life in the 60’s with determination to cram all the fun and experiences they could into those short years. Then had come graduation. Visits, first so frequent, had dwindled as they had each got caught up in their separate lives. As the years went by, contact was reduced to phone calls, then letters and finally the occasional greeting card.
Then last year they had both determined that enough time had passed. The phone calls picked up again. Finally they had decided that they had to get together again. A flight down to the Southern US and they had headed for one of Pam’s favorite vacation get-aways, one of the unspoiled islands off the coast. A lifetime ago they had discussed just the two of them doing this during their last spring break together. Finances and family commitments had prevented it. Now they were making up for it.
Kim McCall Keagan spun around happily. The sun was so much warmer than her native Canada. As much as she loved home, it was wonderful to be able to bake in the sunshine here. She kicked water about, her legs still firm and slender, matching the rest of her body.
“You know, we were just up the coast from here not five years ago?”
“Really? You and George?”
“Me and George,” confirmed Kim. After graduation, with Pam going out into the world and working, an unexpected grant had allowed Kim to continue her education at the graduate level. At that other school she attended she was surprised, and then pleased, to find George Keagan, the Chess Club Vice-President she had met and occasionally dated before. She was VERY pleased to discover that George had begun working out and now combined an athlete’s body while retaining his keen mind. They had dated all through their grad school attendance. Their acceptance of positions with the same Canadian corporation had sealed what they had yet to have put into words. Six months after starting their jobs they had gotten married.
“Gee, I wish Martin and I had been in the country,” Pam replied. A smile tugged at her mouth. Pam had become a traveling saleswoman, covering the Southeast US for the novelty company she had gone to work for. She had enjoyed the work and planned to stay with it as long as she could.
Plans had changed quickly, as they often do. Swinging through Georgia on a trip, she had stopped by to visit an old friend who was employed as a civilian worker at an Army post. The friend was delighted to see her show up. Not only was it nice to talk over old times, but she just happened to need someone to double-date with her and her boyfriend and her boyfriend’s pal to go to a show in Atlanta that evening.
Pam had at first tried to decline the invitation. She had all the dates she could handle. On an average night she could walk into the restaurant or club of whatever hotel she was staying at and get a half-dozen invitations from fellow travelers. Not that she thought of herself as any sex-magnet babe, but after all, there were 50 men traveling for each single woman. She was careful and choosy, avoiding both married men and the ones who expected instant sex as a reward for a meal which, after all, she could put on her own expense account. Twice in those years she had met another woman who had the same interests that she and Kim had shared that now was a lifetime ago.
Off and on over the years she had wondered about that attraction. The longer she had been away from college and out of the road, the more the interest in other girls seemed to fade. By the time she broke down and accepted the invitation to go out with that young Army NCO she had not been with another female in a year and really wasn’t thinking about it anymore.
Sergeant Martin Norton had proved to be a quiet dark-haired guy. Slender with swimmer’s type muscles he was reserved, but with a smile that came out occasionally and transformed him. Several years younger than her, at times she felt she was so much older than him, and then again, would feel so much younger than a 20 year old who had already served a tour as an infantryman in Southeast Asia.
Regardless of age, experience or anything else, a month later a quiet civil ceremony united the two in marriage. They were to remarry a few months later, formally, in a church. Friends and family of both of them were surprised, even stunned at the speed. A few gave dark hints that such a union would never last. Over thirty years and four children later they were still together.
More splashing and a sudden shower of sea water brought her abruptly back to the present.
“Kim!” She sputtered.
Her former roommate laughed with glee and ran back to the surf, tossing aside the plastic container she had used to douse Pam. “Come on,” she called back over her shoulder. “Stop sitting in the shade and get out here.” She pirouetted ankle deep in the surf.
Pam plunged after her and for a few wild minutes they chased each other back and forth, splashing through the Atlantic rollers combing the white sand. They waded out farther and swam together. Then, holding hands, they raced back up the beach and fell to the blankets laid out under the dappled shade of that old moss-hung tree.
“Oh that was fun.” Kim stretched out of the brightly colored beach blanket and wiggled, closing her eyes.
“Yes it was,” replied Pam. She waited until the other woman was comfortably settled. She reached into the open cooler, plucked a bottle of water from the ice and poured it over her friend. “That was even more fun,” she flung over her shoulder as she sprang back to her feet and started running down the beach. Her foot slipped after no more than fifteen steps and the former cheerleader brought her down with a flying tackle. The two women rolled together in the sand, wrestling until they finally collapsed in laughter.
“You SNEAK!” Kim was able to gasp.
“I couldn’t help it. Truce?”
“Look at us!” The dark-haired woman moaned as she sat up, contemplating the sand that clung to them from their hair down to their toes.
“Let’s rinse off and no more funny business.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
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They splashed into the sea again, wading out until they could duck into the water. Returning to their blankets, they sat down again. This time the water pulled from the cooler was drunk, the two women touching bottles to seal their truce.
“God, how long ago was it when you did that to me the first time?” Kim asked.
“What, poured water over you?”
“Sort of. I was thinking of the morning in that hotel when you turned the shower on me, and it was all cold water.”
“Oh God,” Pam smiled. “I had about forgotten that. That was the weekend you first met George.”
“I liked him from the start, but I never thought back in those days I’d marry him. Even after that first night together.” Kim sat up and wrapped her arms around her knees. “You know, for a long time after that, I sort of regretted that night.”
“Why?”
“Well, not that I met George. Its just, well, you know, we were pretty wild back then. When George and I first started dating seriously I used to wonder if he thought I was some kind of slut for what we did that very first night.”
Pam snorted. “Bull. We were wild but no more so than any pair of guys were back then. But I know,” she looked out at the sea, “Guys who slept around as much as we did were studs. Girls weren’t. And aren’t. I forgot who it was that called us sluts. I think it was just jealousy.”
“George told me the same thing. He reminded me that his stock among the males at school shot up tremendously after the word of that night got back to campus. He also told me,” Kim stopped for a moment with a wistful, happy look on her face. “He told me he never thought of me as anything but wonderful, and that he had loved me since that first night.”
“We really did luck into a pair of winners.”
“Yes we did.”
“Still a couple of hotties, even with a little mileage on them. Of course so are we.”
Kim leaned back on her hands, stretched her legs out and got a wicked smile on her face. “Have I told you what I did to George the first part of this summer?”
Pam rolled on her side, wiggling her hip bone against the sand under the blanket. “what did you do, you wicked hussy?”
“Trollop, if you please,” replied Kim with mock seriousness. “Peggy what’s-her-name called me that. As I recall, YOU were the ‘hussy’.”
“Regardless of titles, what DID you do to that lovely husband of yours?”
“We were sitting out on the back deck one afternoon. I know you don’t think so, but it can grow quite warm up in Canada on a June day. We were having a couple of drinks and stretched out on the recliners. We were both wearing just shorts and loose tops and no shoes.
“I perhaps had a drink more than I usually do, but if that was the spur I plan to do that more often. I decided I was hot and sticky enough for me to go take a shower. I tossed my clothes in the hamper, finished my drink and got in. Sometime during the first minute I had the idea.
“I followed up on my thought and then finished my shower. I scampered to the bedroom and put on a yellow sundress. Just the sundress, no underwear. I fixed another drink for each of us and casually went back onto the deck.
“Now you remember from those pictures I e-mailed you that our back deck is pretty well secluded. The fence and the bushes provide just about complete security. So when I handed George his drink and took a sip of mine before setting it down, there was no one there to see when I reached down and pulled my sundress over my head and tossed it to the deck.”
“Oh myyyyy,” giggled Pam. “What did he do? And just what was your idea that you followed through in the shower?”
“Oh, you caught that did you? Well, his reaction was everything I could have hoped for. His eyes almost popped out of his head, he dropped his drink and he immediately got the biggest hardon I had seen in some time. You see, not only was I nude under the sundress, while I was in the shower I had shaved my pussy.”
“Yikes!” Pam laughed deeply. “What did George do?”
“Well, it was me to start out with. I stepped up to him and yanked his shorts down his legs. I bent over with the intention of get a nice lip lock on his cock when he took over. He grabbed me by the arms and jerked me on top of him. He started kissing me, pushed my legs apart and was in me before I could take two breaths. I suppose I had already got wet thinking about how I was going to surprise him.
“Thank goodness for THAT, because he grabbed my hips and pulled down on them at the same time he thrust up into me. That one motion put his cock all the way inside of me. I was straddling the lounge chair with my feet on the deck and just started to bounce up and down onto him. Its a good thing I’ve kept in a little bit of shape, that was really a ridiculous position but it felt so good as I bottomed out on top of him each time.
“Then he reached up to my breasts. He didn’t hold them, he just positioned his hands so that my nipples brushed over his palms as I went up and down on him. That slight drag on them made them hard and made me try to lean forward and rub them harder. George was grinning and every time I tried to push my breasts into his hand he pulled away. I was just about whining in frustration, I wanted him to stop teasing me and hold my breasts and do some serious fondling of my nipples.
“I kept leaning closer and closer and he kept pulling his hands back. All during this time he’s pushing harder and faster with his hips. He was literally bouncing me up into the air and letting me fall back onto my husband’s lovely cock. Then I had leaned so far forward I lost my balance and fell onto his chest.
“That turned out to be just fine. After all, neither of us is 20 anymore and being as acrobatic as I was trying to just doesn’t last. So when he rolled me over onto my back, braced his hands on the arms of the longue chair and proceeded to bang the hell out of me. Nothing fancy, just good old-fashioned, hard pounding sex. He lowered his head and covered my right breast with his mouth. Between his tongue rolling my nipple and his hips driving his shaft into me, I had my first orgasm about two minutes after I was on my back.
“I don’t know if it was the drinks he had or what, but George never even slowed down. He just kept right on going. I hooked my elbow under my knees and rolled back, allowing him to get that last little bit of him into me. By then I could feel his balls smacking against my butt. He must have too, because the first time it happened he groaned and turned the speed up another notch.
“I’m building again and this time I know he is also. I can feel him growing inside me and he’s beginning to gasp, which is good because I’m trying not to yell. After all, we DO have neighbors and we WERE outside. Then I didn’t care if they were all peeking through the hedges and recording the entire thing because George was coming in me and my feet were waving in the air while I tried to push up to him and get that last little bit of him in me. At the same time a tiny corner of my mind is wondering how I got in such a ridiculous position.
“George collapsed on top of me and we tried to get our breath. When our hearts finally slowed down I think both of us realized at the same time that aluminum and vinyl recliners were not designed for couples in their fifties. So we adjourned to the house, took a shower together and went to bed.”
“But not to sleep,” guessed Pam.
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“Eventually,” Kim agreed. Then she fixed her friend with a penetrating look. “Okay, now how about you? What was the sexiest thing you’ve done with your husband lately?”
“I don’t know if it would qualify as ’lately’,” replied Pam thoughtfully. “It was a few years ago. But it did snap us out of a rut.”
Pam stretched out. “Talk,” she commanded.
“When Martin turned fifty, well, I won’t say things were going downhill, but we definitely had lost the sparkle. It wasn’t him, although he was hardly looking forward to turning the big Five-Oh. It wasn’t me, I hope anyway. I was trying to be supportive without reminding him, overly much anyway, that I had already gone through that particular crisis and survived.
“He had retired from the Army and was casting about looking for a new job, but not that strenuously because we had already started building the home we had always wanted on the land that had come down to me from my family. So he was rather moping and I decided to fix it.”
Pam laughed. “Of course by the time I finally got everything set up he HAD found a job with the local Sheriff’s Department. I tease him that he can’t stand to be out of uniform and unarmed. Still it added a very interesting moment to what turned out to be the most exciting afternoon we had spent in a long time.”
“I had gone into the city and had my picture taken. Not nude, I think at our age we look a little bit better with some clothes ON rather than everything off. So I wore a tight red lace teddy. The photographer was really helpful and really well-behaved too. He snapped from different poses and got me to take my glasses off. We finally settled on me looking into the camera while I stretched out on my side with my head propped up on one hand.”
Pam demonstrated the pose and Kim signaled her approval by whistling.
“So I had a couple copies printed in 8 by 10 size and framed one. On his birthday I waited until I judged he would be getting off in about a half hour. Then I hung the picture at eye level on the back door leading in from the garage. Once I had that done I raced back into the bedroom and changed into that same teddy. I did my make-up over, brushed my hair and waited. When I heard him pull up and the car door slam I got into the same pose as the picture and laid there watching the bedroom door.”
Pam muffled a giggle. “Oh Kim. All I heard was ‘Holy Mother of God’ from the garage and then the door was opened and slammed shut and there were footsteps racing down the hallway to our bedroom. Martin burst through the door and just stood there staring at me. I looked down and the bulge in his uniform trousers was as big as any I have ever seen.
“Then he was pulling off his shirt and dancing up and down trying to get his shoes off. The breath-taking moment was when he dropped his equipment belt and I had a sudden vision of his sidearm discharging. Now THAT would have been a mood killer.
“But it didn’t, thank you very much Lord. He finished throwing all of his clothing to the winds and sprang on top of me, rolling me onto my back and showering me with kisses. His hands were so wild I thought he was going to tear that teddy from me. I didn’t care if he did. I wanted him to just take me. I wanted him in me, right then and there, with no more foreplay than just those wild kisses.
“The teddy had a snap fastening between my legs. Thank GOD it did. Because even as I was trying to get my hand down there to undo it, Martin’s cock was already thrusting, demanding entrance. I thought for an instant, if thinking had anything to do with anything right then, that if I didn’t do something fast I was going to have pieces of red lace buried all the way up inside of me and probably have to go to the Emergency Room to get them removed.
“I did get the snap undone and the material pulled out of the way just as Martin drew back and thrust. And when that thrust finished his cock was completely inside of me. I could feel the head slamming against my soft spot and his balls slapping against my ass. I wrapped my legs around him and hung on for dear life. That was all I could do. Martin, my always kind and gentle loving husband, was an animal just taking his bitch. And I was raking his back with my nails and urging him on.
“It didn’t take long. We were both so incredibly aroused. I was bucking and screaming and my whole ass was in the air as he almost had me bent double I could feel him swelling inside me, He filled me so tightly we could barely move against each other. Then he was bellowing to match my screams and flooding me all the way down into the deepest recesses of my womb.
“The moment he collapsed against me, I let go of him and managed to roll him over. We weren’t done I was determined. I squirmed on top of him and slid down and took him immediately into my mouth.
“I’ve always enjoyed giving Martin blow jobs. Of course he loves going down on me too. And the man can eat pussy like no tomorrow. I just gobbled him up and started sucking.
“I’ve never had a problem with him coming in my mouth. I’ve always been a swallower, not a spitter. And I’ve sucked him off after he’s come in me before. But this time it just all seemed different, tasted different. Maybe it was because I wasn’t intent on giving him pleasure as I usually do. There weren’t any teasing licks of his slit, no tongue dancing over his balls. I just sucked. I wanted him hard again. I wanted him throbbing so I could have him in me again.
“THAT didn’t take long either. The moment he was stiff enough I bounced up and landed right onto his cock. God, what if I had misjudged? THAT would have ended the day. But I didn’t and he was back inside me and I was riding him, my back already arched and my hands on my hips as I bounced on him. He took my breasts in his hands and squeezed them, so hard it might have hurt if it hadn’t felt so good.
“Strangely though, as we kept going, I began to slow down. Instead of slamming myself up and down on Martin I eased down all the way and began to roll my hips and just feel him inside me. Martin stopped squeezing my breasts and began to tease and toy with the nipples. We weren’t fucking anymore. We were making love again and it was wonderful. I used my internal muscles to squeeze him and he slipped a finger between us to gently massage my clit and eventually we both came together, gently, enjoying the waves and going with them.
Pam fell silent. Kim had squirmed a little, just as Pam had when her roommate related her love-making with George.
“Do you still have that teddy?” Kim finally inquired.
“Well, what’s left of it anyway. There have been a couple of replacements over the last couple of years.”
“George likes sexy undies on me too. Where did you get it by the way? Vicky’s?”
“Of course,” laughed Pam. “The refuge for the woman who wants something soft and slinky and sheer next to her skin. And of course something to drive her man a bit nuts.”
“It’s been good for you two hasn’t it?”
Pam smiled. “As it has been for you and George too. Who would have thought it? Those two wild young girls we were so long ago, that they would end up as long time respectable married women and mothers and grandmothers?”
“We were something back then alright,” acknowledged the black haired woman with a smile.
Pam looked at Kim again and their eyes met. Side by side, the two friends looked over each other as though they were meeting for the first time. For a long moment time seemed to reverse. Legs and bottoms grew firm and slender again. The subtle reminders of child bearing vanished. Breasts defeated gravity. No longer were they wives, mothers, grandmothers. For that long moment two girls of twenty looked at each other again, remembering the times, the passion and even the love they had shared so very long ago.
Fingers reached out to each other and squeezed.
“Remember that last night before graduation?”
“As if I could ever forget. We went out and had dinner with our parents. As wonderful as it was for them to finally meet, I could hardly wait to get away and back to our room. And then that idea you came up with!”
Pam grinned. “Well, after all, it was how we started. I thought it would make a great finish.”
The girls both got faraway expressions on their faces. “It certainly was that,” mused Kim.
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Kim pushed open the dorm room door and looked around. She sighed to herself. Just about everything they both owned was packed into boxes and bags, ready to be loaded into cars and trailers the next morning. Graduation was upon them. College was over. She sighed again, this time aloud.
Two arms slipped around her waist and pulled her back against a taller body. “I know, Kim. I feel the same way.”
Kim covered Pam’s hands with her own. “Its not going to be the same without you. I know we’re not parting forever, but the thought of not seeing you daily is uncomfortable to say the least. Much less,” the young black-haired girl grinned and wiggled her tight little bottom against her roommate, “Much less not having you in our bed.”
“I know,” Pam nuzzled her friend and lover’s neck. “But we’re not saying goodbye forever.” She hesitated. “And we agreed that as much as we care for each other its not the ’everlasting love’ that one day we both hope to find.
“Still.” The single word carried a lot of mixed emotion.
“I know.” The two girls remained close toegther. Then Pam giggled as Kim rubbed her bottom back against her.
“Come on,” the taller girl whispered. “I have an idea.”
“Is this going to get us in as much trouble as your ideas usually do?”
“I hope so.”
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Pam snatched up her car keys and Kim followed her friend out of the room, down the hall and into the parking lot. They climbed into Pam’s overloaded battered Dodge. The duo remained silent as Pam drove off campus and then up a winding road to a nearly deserted flat open area overlooking the school, where they eased quietly into a familiar spot.
“Oh my.” Kim giggled wildly. “I would have never thought of this. But it’s perfect. Right back where we started that cool October night two and a half years ago.
“Exactly.”
Pam leaned over and kissed Kim. She smiled and slid her arm around her roommate and held her close. Kim leaned against her friend. Muffled laughter erupted as they crossed their legs over each other’s until they were wrapped up together. Arms enfolded and the two girls clung to each other as they kissed.
Pam came up for air. She brushed the black hair away from Kim’s face and kissed her forehead, then both eyes and then her nose and cheeks.
“This is where I first kissed you. Or you kissed me. I’m not sure I could tell.”
“Me either,” replied the Canadian girl. “But you were certainly the first one to start touching. When you put your hand inside my shirt I couldn’t breathe.”
“You? I was so scared and so aroused. Kim, when my fingers brushed your breast, the first time I had ever touched another girl’s breast, I thought my heart would stop.”
“I’m mighty glad it didn’t. Boy would I have had trouble explaining THAT.”
“You,” Pam rolled her eyes. “Yeah, that would have been so hard for you. Just for that reason I’m glad you didn’t have to.”
“Oh, maybe there was another reason or two.” Kim looked into her roommate’s eyes. There was a muffled response from Pam. A response because Kim had slipped her hand inside Pam’s blouse and as usual the brown haired girl wasn’t wearing a bra. And muffled because Kim had closed her mouth onto Pam’s, smothering any comment the taller girl might have tried to make.
Not that Pam was trying to make any verbal comment. She kissed her roommate back and returned the favor, sliding her hand up under Kim’s loose t-shirt until she too found a soft bare breast tipped with a hard nipple.
Both girls moaned softly as they kissed and fondled each other. Neither felt the desire to go any farther. The unspoken bond that connected the duo let each know what the other was feeling. This was not a time for passionate love-making, it was a time to recapture just for a moment the thrill of that first night and the discovery of each other. Eventually their lips parted and hands withdrew so the two girls could hold each other closely and savor the warmth between them.
Wordlessly they looked at the stars and then at each other. They snuggled, Pam producing a blanket from the back seat. A blanket that produced some soft giggles from both girls. They had made love on that blanket much more than just once or twice. But tonight it covered them and held them together as they drifted off in each other’s arms, back where they had started. It wasn’t until dawn that they roused, released each other and returned to campus and the start of the rest of their lives.
(The Present)
Kim and Pam sat close together, arms around each other.
“That was a wonderful night.”
“They were all wonderful with you.”
“The days weren’t bad either.”
The following quiet was interrupted as a crowd appeared on the beach. Two older men were shepparding a group of children while other younger adults followed behind. A couple of small children sped ahead of the group towards the two women.
“Grammie, Grammie,” shouted one little girl as she sprang into Pam’s outstretched arms. “We saw the wild horses.”
“And there were dolphins out in the water,” chimed in another little tyke as Kim knelt to listen face-to-face to one of her grandchildren.
The rest of the mingled clan joined the first pair. Hugs were exchanged all around and excited voices all spoke at once to tell Pam and Kim about the trek the two families had taken around the coastal island that afternoon. Pam and Kim gathered their blankets and beach gear and the entire mob trudged up the beach to the boardwalk that led to their campsite. Kim and George laced fingers together. The black-haired woman with the touches of gray smiled as she felt the warmth of her husband’s hand and she looked up at him and blew him a kiss.
“Did they wear you out?”
“I think we all wore each other out. Now the kids,” George nodded towards their grown children, “Just let Martin and I run crazy with the little ones. But they had to join in and I bet everyone sleeps soundly tonight.”
Martin, his arm wrapped around Pam, who was tucked into his side, agreed. “But it was fun and I hope the two of you had a pleasant afternoon all by yourselves.”
“It was,” Pam said as she stood on her tiptoes and kissed her husband. “We’re about all talked out.”
“The two of you? Talked out? I doubt it.”
“Oh hush you.” Kim bumped George with her hip. The foursome laughed and followed the rest of the mob off the beach.
Much later that night, after the campfire died away and everyone was asleep in their tents, two figures stole away from the campsite. Silently they slipped down the wooden walkway to the beach. Muffled giggles ensued as did light splashes in the water. Two dripping figures bundled themselves into towels and draped a familiar blanket over themselves as they sat on the splintered steps.
“That was FUN.” whispered Pam.
“Oh God, what if someone had come by this time?” Kim smothered a laugh. “As embarrassing as it would have been thirty years ago, for someone to catch two grandmothers skinny-dipping NOW…”
“They didn’t.” The two women hugged and kissed each other on the cheek. Pam got up. “I don’t know about you but I’m getting cold. It’s time to snuggle up to my husband.”
Kim nodded and rose to follow her friend. The moonlight splashed across the pair and the beach they were leaving. The ex-cheerleader turned to take one more look and smiled.
“Well, we got to be on the beach one more time,” she said softly. Then she followed her roommate up the stairs and back to their families.
The End
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D/s encounter
My eyes searched the car park looking for Him, wondering if He was there yet. i was early i knew that, but maybe He was as eager to see me as I was to see Him. I couldn’t see His car or Him anywhere so I waited, waited for a text to say what i should do next. I had come to the car park He had specified in His last email to me, wearing the clothing He had requested; low cut blouse, skirt, no knickers, stockings and suspenders and long, high heeled boots. He had asked for my hair to be up so I had secured it with a single, 6 inch, silver pin.
The minutes ticked by and my mind started to wander. Was there something else I should have done? Was I in the right place? It was still 15 minutes before the time we were due to meet so I was fretting for nothing really.
Suddenly, He appeared at my window, smiling at me. I wondered how long He had been watching me. He opened my door and took my hand in His. It was warm and gentle.
“Hello Sir,” I smiled back at Him, as I got out of the car and stood in front of Him.
“Good to see you little one” He said as He took hold of my other hand.
He pulled me into His arms, not letting go of my hands but holding them behind my back. I pulled to free them and put my arms around Him but he would not let go. He simply kissed me on the mouth so tenderly that I melted inside and lost my strength to struggle. As He kissed me He transferred one of my hands so that he was holding them both in one of His and so that His free hand could roam over my arse to see if I had obeyed His instruction. Feeling that my arse and cunt were bare, He broke the kiss and looked deep into my eyes.
“Good girl,” He whispered.
“Are You ready?” He Asked.
“I have been ready for You for so long Sir, I feel I have waited for You half my life.” I breathed.
“No need to wait any longer little one, I am here and you are mine for tonight at least.”
He let go of me so that I could get my bag and lock my car. He bent to pick up a rucksack that was leaning against my front wheel, that He must have put down before I realised He was at my window and then put out His hand. I took it and let Him lead me to the front door of the hotel. He signed for a key at reception and we walked to the lift. As we waited His hand caressed the small of my back and as the doors open He pushed gently where His hand touched me to indicate I should go in. He was trying to make idle chatter about the drive up and the weather but my mind was racing with thoughts of what might be in the rucksack and with what events might come.
I didn’t have to wait long to find out. As soon as the door of the hotel room had closed behind us, He took my bag from my shoulder and put it down along with His, He stood in front of me and His voice changed from the light easy tone in the car park and the lift to a slow sexy deliberate tone that He knows turns me to jelly and makes my cunt wet.
“What do you want from today?” He asked.
“To please You Sir,” I answered in as calm a voice as I could manage.
“you have already done that little one,” He said. “Just coming here, dressing as I asked and putting your hair up so neatly have all pleased me, but there is much more that you can do.”
I glowed inside hearing that He was pleased with me, but I wanted the ‘more’ that He spoke of.
He bent down to kiss me again and this time my arms were free to wrap around his neck, and touch Him. His kiss was more passionate than before pressing our mouths together hard and His tongue explored my mouth causing me to moan slightly. He lifted my skirt uncovering my bottom as we kissed and when it was naked He squeezed each cheek of my arse in his hands. Digging His fingers into my flesh and pulling them apart causing the air to the cool my hole. Suddenly He smacked each cheek in turn and then rubbed as if to make it better. The sudden sharp pain made me jump and delicious warmth spread through my arse. He dropped my skirt to undo the zip and push it off over my hips and drooped to the floor. i brought my hands down from around His neck to try and undo the buttons on His shirt but He pushed them away.
“No little one, i want to look at you first.”
And He proceeded to undo my shirt and push it off my shoulders. He cupped my breasts in His hands and rasped a thumb over my already hard nipples through my bra making me draw in breath quickly. He ran His hands down my body until they rested on my hips and pulled my pelvis to His with a jerk. i could feel His cock straining against the material of His trousers, almost as a promise of what would come later. This caused my already unsteady breathing to become even faster and more uneven. i wanted His cock inside me so badly i could barely think of anything else and now there was just two pieces of cloth separating His cock from my cunt. Almost as if He had read my mind He whispered,
“Soon my girl, soon.”
I tried to kiss Him again but He moved His head just far enough that I couldn’t reach, a small smile on His face. We both knew He was the one in control, but my need for His kiss, His touch, was strong. I wanted it now! I tried standing on tip toes to reach, but He moved again just a little further out of reach of my lips. He pulled the pin from my hair and looked at it carefully as my hair fell around my shoulders. He dropped it on the table beside the bed and buried a hand in my hair gripping tightly to put a halt to my task.
“Don’t be so greedy little one,” He said.
“Sorry Sir but I have such a hunger for You.”
He pushed me away from His body slightly and turned me around so that my back was facing Him. He unhooked my bra and dropped it on the pile with the rest of my clothes. He placed His hands on my waist and stepped forward to close the gap between us. He reached around my body to hold my naked breasts in His hands and I heard a small low growl in His throat. He squeezed my breasts sinking His fingers into the warm globes and then pinched my nipples hard between His finger and thumb making me gasp and I could feel the wetness in my cunt grow.
He said that I should bend over. As I did He ran His hands down my back. Caressing His palms over my arse He slid a finger under the straps of my suspender belt that were now pulled tight over each buttock. He pulled the straps away from my skin and let go making them snap back into my flesh. I don’t know why I jumped, I should have known what He would do. He pulled my buttocks apart and I felt my face blush bright red. I was not used to anyone looking at my most private opening. I heard Him lick one of His fingers and then I felt the wet digit run over my hole and move around in a small circle. I thought He was going to push it inside but He only paused there for a moment before moving further down to my freshly shaven and now soaking wet cunt.
“Good girl,” He said in appreciation of my smoothness, and I melted at the sound of those two words.
As His fingers reached my opening I pushed back slightly desperate to get them inside. But He pulled back removed His hands from my body completely. I gave a small moan of disappointment at losing His touch and He spanked me hard. An audible ouch passed my lips.
“Be patient!”
He instructed me to sit down on the bed facing the arm chair that was in the room. I sat on the bed while He fetched His rucksack and put it down next to the chair. I had forgotten about that until now and suddenly wondered what was inside it again. He came and sat next to me and pushed me to lie down on the bed, told me to bring my knees up and put my feet flat on the bed. The heels of my boots sunk into the mattress. He pushed my knees apart so that my cunt was completely exposed. I could feel the cool air on the heat and wetness of my cunt. Then He reached for something I didn’t know what until it touched my skin. It was the pin from my hair. It was so cold as He trailed it slowly across my stomach and down my body. It wasn’t particularly sharp. It was about the thickness of the inside of a biro with a blunt point on one end and a flattened spiral on the other, but it could do damage if used carelessly. As He went lower He must have seen the panic in my eyes.
“Trust me” He said simply.
Holding the sharper end in his hand, He pushed the thin metal gently against my clit and rolled it from side to side; the hardness and cold making me gasp and moan. My clit began to throb and I felt an orgasm building inside my cunt. I think He must have felt it too because He stopped and said,
“Not yet slut.”
He went to sit in the chair and said,
“Touch yourself for me slut. I want to see you masturbate, but only do what I tell You and don’t cum unless I say so. Understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
I lay there with my legs apart, and put a hand on my cunt. I could feel the juices coming from within.
“Put one finger inside.”
I put a single finger in my cunt and moved it around a little.
“Did I say you could move it around slut?”
“No Sir I am sorry.”
“Take it out and put it in your mouth,” He said in a sharper tone.
I put my wet finger in my mouth tasting my juices, my cunt felt so desperate to be filled and to be touched I could hardly stand it.
“Will You do as I say this time?”
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I nod as best I can.
“Ok we will start again. Put a finger in your cunt.”
I brought my hand back down and put it back inside my cunt not moving it this time.
“Now move it in and out slowly.”
I did as instructed. It felt so good to have something inside my cunt at last.
“Put a second one in slut.” He said.
I joined my middle two fingers together and slowly fucked my cunt with them. I was losing myself in the sensation of touching myself while He watched.
“Back to Your mouth,” He said suddenly bringing me back to reality.
What had I done wrong? I couldn’t think what I had done and then catching His eye, I realised He just want me to suck my wetness from my fingers for His amusement.
“Now put them back and get them really wet for me.”
I reached back down to my cunt and pushed them in as far as I could, trying to get them really wet.
“Good girl, now rub that wetness over your clit slut.”
Again I was losing myself in His voice, unable to think about anything but His instructions and what He wanted from me. I rubbed my fingers firmly over my clit moving them around slowly and deliberately. I wanted it to be His fingers working my clit and as I thought about it I could feel the need to cum building in my groin again. My breathing was getting more ragged and low guttural groans came from my throat.
“Don’t cum girl,” He warned.
“Please Sir,” I begged Him.
“Not yet my slut.”
Suddenly He was standing between my knees leaning over me and pushing a large vibrator into my cunt as I fingered my clit.
“Cum now slut,” He said as He drove the vibe deep inside me.
I couldn’t hold on any more and the orgasm ripped through my body. my cunt spasmed on the intruder inside and my body shook.
“Thank You Sir,” I managed to say through my uneven breaths.
I hadn’t noticed before but He was naked, He must have undressed while He had been watching. He removed the vibe from my cunt and dropped it on the bed next to us. He kissed me hard, His naked body pressed against mine. His cock seemed to hover over my cunt, so close as if He was deliberately teasing. I wanted Him inside me so badly I could taste it.
“Please Sir I need You inside me,” I pleaded.
“How much do You want it slut?”
“I need it so much Sir; it is the only thing I can think about.”
He took my wrists in each of His hands and held them down on the bed. He smiled at me and put the tip of His cock on the entrance of my cunt. If I just raised my hips I could have it, I thought. But i simply asked again,
“Please Sir.”
Slowly He worked His cock inside my cunt and it felt so good to be filled by Him at last. He moved in and out of my cunt a few times and asked,
“Is that what You wanted little one?”
“Oh God yes! Thank You Sir.”
But then He took it away left my cunt empty and yearning for Him. He climbed up onto the bed and knelt beside my head. I opened my mouth in anticipation, waiting for Him to slide His cock between my lips. Pushing a hand under my head He grabbed a handful of my hair and lifted my mouth to His cock. He pushed it into my mouth and onto my waiting tongue. I closed my mouth around it and sucked His cock deep into my mouth. I felt His hand on my cunt as I sucked Him. His fingers touched and teased my clit until I thought I would cum again. His cock thrust deeper making me gag a little, as it hit the back of my throat, but the feeling of Him fucking my throat as He touched my cunt was overwhelming. Occasionally He would bring His hand up and put it on my throat to feel His cock inside. All the time He was holding my gaze, looking deep into my eyes.
“Do you want to cum little one? You know You can’t cum without permission so why don’t You just ask,” He teased, knowing I could not say anything with His cock filling my mouth and throat. He pulled out of my throat and I felt His cock pulse as He came and filled my mouth with His hot sweet cum. I swallowed it down greedily and sucked hard to drain every last precious drop from Him. He removed His cock from my mouth and I thanked Him for His gift as He climbed down off the bed.
He told me to move up the bed so that I was lying with my head on the pillows.
“Close your eyes.” He instructed.
I closed them immediately and I heard Him fetching something from His bag. He placed a blindfold over my eyes and tied it firmly. The loss of my sight made my other senses keener. The sound of His breathing and scent of His body became magnified in my mind. He pulled on my hands placing them above my head, my arms out stretched. I felt His hands run down the length of my body until He reached my knees and then I heard the unmistakeable sound of a zip as He undid my boots, one by one, and removed them. Gripping my ankles He pushed my legs up so that my knees were at my breasts and my feet were above my head. Something soft and light floated over my stomach and breasts. He pulled the material over my face and it caressed up my arms. He tied the silk around my left wrist and lifting it, bound it to my ankle. He repeated this with my other wrist and ankle so that my cunt was fully exposed for Him. He moaned appreciatively.
I jumped slightly as something pressed against my arse. It was a small vibrating plug and He pushed it in as far as it would go and switched it on. The vibrations in my arse sent shivers of pleasure up and down my spine making me moan softly. Then I felt what I had been longing for, His cock entered me. He held my ankles and fucked long and deep inside, working up to a faster rhythm. He pushed so hard inside that it made my whole body jerk with each thrust. I knew He could feel the vibrations from my arse as He fucked me. my cunt gripped Him not wanting to let Him go this time, but He didn’t withdraw as He had done before. He continued to pound my hungry cunt. He put a finger on my clit and rubbed it at a pace to match His fucking. I could not hold on any longer. The vibe in my arse, His cock in my cunt and His finger working my clit made me feel I would explode.
“Sir I beg You please, i need to cum. I am not going to be able to hold on and I don’t want to cum without permission. Please say that I can.”
“Are you sure slut?” He asked me.
I was confused so I simply said yes.
“Then yes slut, you may cum now.”
And with such relief I felt my cunt spasm and as the hot wave of orgasm exploded inside me and swept over my quivering body. The walls of my cunt pulsated around His cock and seconds later I felt His cum join mine inside my cunt as He let out a long groan of ecstasy. He withdrew from inside me and said,
“you wanted to cum slut so now you will cum until you beg for it to stop.”
He picked up the larger vibe that was still lying on the bed. He turned it on and pushed it against my still throbbing clit. Almost immediately another orgasm coursed through my body. my breathing was so erratic and heavy but He didn’t let up He pushed the vibe inside and fucked my cunt with it and then brought it back to my clit causing me to cum again. it was more painful than pleasurable by then but He didn’t stop. He kept alternating the vibe between fucking my cunt and pressing it hard on my clit forcing me to cum over and over. I was powerless to do any thing about it in my tied state. my body was exhausted and I felt I couldn’t possibly cum any more.
“Please stop Sir I can’t,” was about all I could manage to gasp between orgasms.
“Just one more,” He teased cruelly.
He took the vibe off my clit and put it down for a second and I thought He was going to stop, but He had said one more. He pushed a couple of fingers inside my soaking wet cunt and then added a couple more until He had all four inside me. He thrust these in and out a few times before tucking in His thumb and pushing slowly but firmly until His hand disappeared inside. Making a fist inside my cunt He pumped it hard, His knuckles pushing on my g-spot. I felt so stretched with the plug still in my arse as He fisted my cunt. It made me feel as if I was going to wet myself. He picked up the vibe and ground it hard into my tender clit again.
“Cum now slut,” He ordered.
A sudden gush of juices squirted out over His arm and I nearly blacked out at the strength and length of the orgasm that racked through me.
He slowly removed His hand from my now gapping hole and took the vibrating plug out of my arse. He untied my hands from my ankles and I turned onto my side curling myself into a ball. my body ached and I felt as though I could sleep forever. He climbed up beside me and tucked His warm body in close behind mine. His hands ran over my sore limbs and over my breasts. He touched every inch of my body and then over my face, removing the cover from my eyes. He kissed my hair.
“Good girl, sleep now” He whispered softly into my ear.
He laid His head down next to mine, holding me close to Him. I closed my eyes and drifted off As He pulled the cover over us.
The End
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Originally Posted by
KingBong
I do have some fantasy . Still remem she had this
tight black dress on and her ass was delicious
and she had long slim legs.
Thanks bro KingBong for your make up story , please keep it cuming and don’t let us wait for long .