I sat down with a bowl of Fruit Loops. I frowned at the mountain of cereal in my bowl and added several spoonfuls of sugar to the top. My hand-held personal data assistant beeped loudly, which meant that I had work to do. I clicked on the message and found that my subject on this day was a guy named Richard, a married man who was apparently considering an affair with a female coworker. I clicked on his file to update myself on him and his life. Then it was time to finish my cereal and get working.
Richard sat back on the reclining chair in his living room, attempting to read a science fiction novel but not getting very far. He was a nervous and excited man these days, a fact that he managed to hide well from his wife and two children. His wife, Sandra, was busy cleaning in the kitchen. His 8 year-old son Adam was happily playing a video game in the next room. His 2 year-old daughter Rebecca was asleep.
Richard had been happily married for more than ten years. He was proud of the family he and Sandra built. They got along well as a couple and were able to survive many of the pitfalls and stresses that comes with family life. Richard enjoyed the stability, but occasionally he missed the intense romantic and sexual moments that come early in a relationship. He remembered how exciting a simple kiss could be and how good it felt to hold a girl\'s hand. Exploring sex with Sandra way back was deeply erotic and exciting for him. Richard missed those things, but he enjoyed family life so much that he barely noticed.
Then, Richard met Cassie. Richard had been a realtor with a major company for many years. Cassie was hired to join the company as a realtor as well. Richard and Cassie met as colleagues and hit it off right away. Cassie was fun, bouncy and sexy. She had a great smile and a great sense of humor. Richard felt desire well up from deep within right away. This was something he hadn\'t felt in many years. His natural instinct told him to go after Cassie, but he didn\'t, of course. He was a married man and never pictured himself an adulterer.
Richard and Cassie talked frequently. They found ways to spend time together. They ate lunch together whenever their schedules permitted. They flirted innocently and casually. They had no intention whatsoever of developing a relationship. Time passes, however, and things change. As days turned into weeks and then became months, their friendship grew into something more.
Richard and Cassie discussed their relationship more as time went by. There was no longer any denying the feelings they held for each other. Richard kidded that if he hadn\'t been married, he would have asked her out right away. Deep down, they both wanted an affair. Then it happened: Richard asked Cassie if they could spend next Wednesday together at a downtown hotel and Cassie said yes.
That\'s where I come in. My job is to show people things about their past, present and future. Things that happened or might happen. You know, so maybe they can make a more informed decision. I know its confusing, and frankly, I get tired of explaining it.
The doorbell rang and Richard got up from his reclining chair to answer. He opened the door and there I was, a weak old man huddled up in a trench coat. It had been raining and I really didn\'t like getting wet.
\Can I help you?\ Richard asked.
\No, but I can help you,\ I said. I then began a coughing fit, which completely sucked the drama out of my introduction. I held up a single finger to indicate that it would be a second or two before I could continue.
\Are you okay?\
\Yeah.\
\Can I help you?\ Richard was being very polite, and seemed concerned.
\Everything is frozen,\ I said simply. I lit a cigar and took a few puffs then to help alleviate my coughing.
\What?\
\I hate this part,\ I said. \Just go around the house and look at everything and you\'ll see what I mean, then come back and we can talk.\
Richard wandered the house. His wife was completely motionless. She was bent over, attempting to put a pan back inside a low cupboard space. Richard touched her on the shoulder, waved a hand in front of her face and snapped his fingers. Nothing. She didn\'t move. His son Adam was playing his video game, frozen in place, with a kind of befuddled expression as if he had hit some particularly difficult part of the game. His young daughter Rebecca was upstairs and sound asleep, but frozen as well.
He looked at his watch. The second hand wasn\'t moving, as if the batteries had run dry. He peered outside and noticed his neighbor trying to carry a bag of groceries from his car to the house, but he was stopped about halfway with one leg still hanging motionless about six inches in the air. Under normal circumstances, his neighbor could never have maintained his balance. Clearly, these weren\'t normal circumstances.
\What\'s happening.?\ Richard asked after rejoining me outside.
\Everything is fine, Richard,\ I said. He was a little startled that I knew his name. \Everyone is alive and healthy. I just froze time because I need to show you a few things.\
\Show me what?\
I took another cigar out of my trench coat and lit the tip. Richard didn\'t like that.
\Do you have to smoke? Isn\'t that why you\'re coughing so much?\ Richard asked.
\Listen, kid.if I can stop time, do you think a cigar is going to kill me?\
Richard was dazed and didn\'t know how to respond. For good reason. It isn\'t every day an old man rings your doorbell and freezes the world.
\Life is a road with many forks,\ I explained. \I can show you where many of these forks go.\
\Forks?\
\Yeah, forks. People make choices, and their lives branch off in different ways. Do you prefer branches rather than forks?\
\No, I understand forks. Like forks in a river.\
\Yeah, like that. God, I love cigars.\
Richard began to ask a question, but a bright white light suddenly blinded him. Richard screamed. He didn\'t understand what was happening. The light was all-consuming and seemed to be coming from everywhere at once. Richard felt helpless, unable to take action. But then, the brightness stopped.
\Holy fuck, what the hell was that?!?\ Richard yelled.
\Sorry,\ I said. \I should have warned you about that.\
\Holy shit.\
Richard\'s voice trailed off. He looked around. They were in someone\'s home. A home he had never seen before. He saw a man, perhaps 45 years old, serving dinner. He was completely unaware that Richard and the old man were in his living room watching him. He apparently didn\'t see the bright light or hear anyone yell, either. The smell of barbecued steak quickly filled the room. I suddenly felt hungry again.
Richard\'s wife Sandra walked in and sat down. She yelled for the kids, and sure enough, Adam and Rebecca followed. The kids were older. Adam was clearly a teenager, with long blonde hair designed to make him look just a little rebellious. Rebecca was older, too, and looked so mature and cute.
\Uhh.this is.my family.\ Richard stammered. \What the hell is this.\
\In this fork of your life, you get caught having an affair with your new coworker. You know, Cassie. Your wife divorces you.lets see.\
I check my personal data assistant for the exact information. I was alarmed by the dried Fruit Loop that was stuck to the screen. It was blocking my view and I scratched it off.
\.about one year later, it seems. She meets this man shortly after that. They get married a few months later.\
\Where the hell am I?!\ Richard asked angrily.
\You are living on your own. You have an on-again, off-again relationship with that Cassie girl. You share joint custody of your kids.\
Richard stopped and just listened for awhile to the table conversation. They talk about everyday things for several minutes, but something snapped in Richard when he heard the man tell Adam that he needed to make sure to study for his science test.
\That\'s my job.raising my kids.I don\'t want that guy telling my kids what to do.\
I sat silently while Richard stewed. I wanted to light a cigar, but didn\'t. I did have a pocket full of cherry flavored cough drops, and I slipped one in my mouth. This would be a bad moment to have another coughing attack.
Richard stood up. He wanted to do something. He knew it wasn\'t possible for him to effect the reality that was unfolding in front of him. All he could really do was watch.
Sandra\'s new husband then promised to read Rebecca a story before bed. Richard\'s anger deepened. I felt for the kid.
Richard looked at me.
\This isn\'t right. Those are my children. They should be looking up to me, not that guy. I should be spending time with them. Raising them. Not him! This is.not.right.\
\This happens an awful lot, you know,\ I said.
\What happens?\
\Divorce. Kids getting shuffled between parents, between step-parents. Its common.\
Suddenly Richard turned angrily to me.
\I don\'t believe this. I don\'t believe ANY of this. If I got caught, Sandra and I would have worked it out.\
\She got hurt pretty bad, kid.\
\I\'m leaving, I\'m not listening to you.\
Just then, the bright light returned. Richard squinted. I decided it was time to change the scene. The sight of watching his children being raised without him was too much for Richard to bear right now.
When the brightness stopped, they were in another house. A child was on the floor playing with blocks and a woman was sitting nearby typing on her computer.
\Who the hell is this?\ Richard asked, still upset.
\Oh, this is a woman I tried to help last week. The child is 4 years old and has a very promising future. But her mom is too distracted to do anything with her.\
Richard watched for awhile, then walked over to the computer and saw that the woman was playing some kind of computer card game and chatting with people. The child continued to play with the blocks for several minutes more, then rolled over and began sucking her thumb.
\Why are you showing me this?\
\No reason, I just knew you were getting angry back there. You needed a break.\
Richard calmed down and watched. Time elapsed. The child was left alone as the mother continued to type on the computer. When the child started to make a noise, the mother picked her up and bounced her on one knee while she typed.
\That woman is addicted to her damn computer.her poor kid is just left alone.\
\I know.\
\Does she ever read to her, or take the child places or teach her anything?\
\Nah. She does pretty much the minimum she has to in order to make this all look okay, but the kid is hurting and lonely.\
\You said you tried to help her.\
\I failed.\
\What did she say?\
\She told me to leave her the fuck alone and mind my own business.\
I began to cough again. Loud, deep, hacking coughs. Richard reached into my coat and pulled out a cigar for me. He was a good kid, maybe there was hope for him.
\What will happen here, to this little girl?\ Richard asked.
\Well, its hard to say, but many of the forks show that she will probably drop out of high school.\
\That\'s disgusting. Sandra takes our kids out, to the museum and zoo, to play with other kids.she teaches them things.she\'s a great mom.\
We watched the scene for a long time. The woman finally logged off her computer and began doing dishes and cleaning.
\You wanna go see something different?\ I asked.
\Oh.this time you\'ve decided to warn me before the lights come and blind me?\
\Leave me alone. I\'m old and crotchety.\
Another bright light. Richard was prepared this time and covered his eyes. The light finally faded.
They were sitting near the third base line at Coors Field, the baseball stadium in Denver. In front of them, the Rockies were playing the Mets and leading 6-2. Richard looked around at the spacious stadium with all of the people. The weather was warm and clear, yet another flawless Colorado day.
\Why are we here?\ Richard asked.
\I\'m sorry,\ I answered sheepishly. \I\'m a just a little hungry and they have the best hot dogs in the world here.\
To Richard\'s amazement, I ordered six foot-long hot dogs topped with onions and peppers.
Then the bright light again. The baseball game vanished and we were gone.
When the light faded this time, we were sitting at a table in an upscale restaurant. I put my six hot dogs down on the table. I picked one up and took a deep bite, and immediately wished I had bought more.
Richard leaned forward.
\Why are we here? You wanted even more food?\
I ignored his question.
\Can you hear the couple sitting in the booth right behind you?\
\Yeah.\
\The woman is your daughter, Rebecca. The man with her is her fianc.Braden.\
\Her fianc?\
\Yeah, she is 21 now. Braden is 28.\
Richard considered the situation and was almost overtaken with emotion. Her 21 year-old daughter was getting married soon. It was almost too much for Richard to handle. He listened in while I enjoyed my hot dogs.
\.hey, look, Becky, I might get promoted soon. Then we\'ll be able to save up money for a car and maybe even a house someday.\
\But.I always thought I would finish college, you know? I mean, I love you and would do anything for you, and if you want me to quit school I will, but I just want to know we\'ll be okay.\
\Listen, Becky, I\'m not like your family. They all want money and shit, and that\'s fine for them, but I don\'t give a damn about that. I just want you. Let\'s just have fun and party and enjoy life.\
\I really want to be a veterinarian, though. Isn\'t there a way I can do that? I\'m almost halfway done with the program.\
\Becky, look, no.we can\'t afford that, besides I\'ll work and you need to be home.we love each other, right?\
\Maybe we should wait to get married.\
\No, dammit. No. No! Do you love me or not? Fuck, I can\'t believe you.\
\Yeah, of course I do. Don\'t be angry.I\'m sorry.\
\Then quit your damn whining. Dammit, Becky, you can be so stupid sometimes.\
Richard got very angry. His face turned red and his fists clenched. He wanted to get up and go after the guy. I couldn\'t blame him. I looked at Richard, mouthing the words \Should we leave?\ to him, and he mouthed back \no\. He calmed down.
\Why does she like this guy?\ he asked me.
\I don\'t know.\
\This doesn\'t make sense. This guy is a total prick. What fork are we seeing?\
\Well, it\'s a fork where you have an affair with Cassie and don\'t get caught.\
\I don\'t get caught?\
\No, you don\'t. The affair ends after several years and your family never finds out.\
Richard chewed this over. It didn\'t make sense to him.
\Then why is my daughter going to marry this asshole? Are you saying this is inevitable whether I get caught or not?\
\That\'s hard to say. I can tell you that if you don\'t have the affair at all, Rebecca never meets this guy.\
\I don\'t get it.\
Richard stops, confused again, trying to fit the pieces together like a puzzle. I sigh, because I know that the pieces don\'t fit neatly together. People always want perfect answers or some kind of cause-and-effect relationship that explains everything in a neat package.
\What would it take for me to stop this?\ Richard asks, tears now forming in his eyes. I sympathize with the kid. It must be hard to watch your daughter marry someone that will be abusive.
\I honestly don\'t know.\
\I know.I\'ll be distracted too much. I won\'t have my energy in it.in raising my children. my attention will on Cassie.my affair will be too distracting.\
\Maybe. Maybe not.\
\I don\'t understand.\
I didn\'t know what to say.
\Maybe Rebecca needed a leader in her life and I wasn\'t there enough so she found this asshole to substitute.\
I sat silently, trying to enjoy my hot dogs without trying to interrupt Richard\'s train of thought. The hot dogs were simply delicious, but I developed a need for a chocolate shake to wash them down. I promptly ordered one from the waiter as he passed by.
\Can\'t you tell me why this stuff is happening?\
I sighed.
\I honestly can\'t tell you why anything happens, Richard. The world is complicated.\
\That\'s bullshit,\ Richard said, throwing up his arms. \You are here because you think I am going to have an affair and screw up a lot of lives. You\'re trying to talk me out of it.\
I stopped eating my hot dog and looked at Richard. My shake arrived just then, complete with whipped cream, a cherry and a spoon.
\You\'re a pretty smart kid, Richard. But you are free to have your affair. I wouldn\'t dream of trying to stop you. It\'s called free will. It\'s the most precious thing in the universe.\
\Okay, but you think I\'ll be making a big mistake. You think my daughter will marry this asshole because I had my affair.\
\I don\'t know why she is marrying that guy. Nobody can prove it was because of your affair. It may be something else.\
\Then why are you showing me this?\
\Because, kid, the forks we choose in life touch many things, for better or worse. That\'s an easy thing to forget.\
I began scooping large chunks of ice cream into my mouth.
\Are you trying to help me or trying to eat?\ Richard asked.
\Both,\ I answered truthfully.
\You\'re a pig.\
\Hey, respect your elders.\
I left a sizable tip on the table. My chocolate shake was delicious. Then, the bright light appeared again and we were gone from the restaurant.
When the light faded, we were in the backseat of a car. A tall, good-looking man was driving and a well-dressed woman was in the passenger seat. I noticed a chocolate stain on my pants and tried to discreetly clean it with some saliva and my finger.
\Let me guess. My son Adam is the driver. His wife is the passenger.\
\Yep.\
\They don\'t look messed up at all. Look, they\'re holding hands. They seem happy.\
Adam appeared to be in his thirties, his wife a little younger. They quietly drove down the road for awhile. His wife clenched his hand tighter, looked at him and smiled.
\I am so proud to be your wife. Ten years, it\'s been wonderful. I can\'t wait to see where the next ten take us.\
Richard sat back and smiled. My son has been married ten years, he thought. Adam looked so strong. Richard was proud.
\I\'m proud to be your husband too, sweetie. I just remember.\
Adam\'s voice trailed off.
\Remember what, honey?\
\I remember the day I picked up my father\'s cell phone and tried to make a call. I saw that text that I wasn\'t supposed to. He was having an affair.\
\I remember that you never told your mom, you protected her.\
\Yeah, but, see, I promised myself that I would never treat my wife the way my pathetic father treated my mom.never.I cherish you, sweetheart. I always will.\
Richard collapsed. The discussion continued in the front, but Richard didn\'t hear any of it. He was apparently focused on the fact that his son thought he was pathetic.
\Are you okay?\ I asked Richard finally.
\Can I ask what fork this is? Does Sandra ever find out about my affair?\
\Here, just a second. I can look it up.\ I reached for my personal data assistant.
\No, never mind. Don\'t bother. It doesn\'t matter.\
Richard collapsed back into the back seat again and stared out the window. He looked sullen and confused.
\All of this, because I have an affair with Cassie?\
\That\'s hard to say.\
\If I don\'t have the affair, will all of this be repaired? Will everyone be happy?\
\Kid, there are many more things going on in the world than your affair. Life is complicated. There are no guarantees.\
\You know, Cassie is a great woman. It\'s so cool to be with her and have her in my life.you must think I\'m a real loser.\
\You\'re not a loser. Life is hard.\
I was beginning to get hungry again. I craved just a couple more of those hot dogs.
\What am I supposed to do?\
\Just do the best you can, I guess.\
Richard stared out the window of the vehicle for a long time. I could see that he was deep in thought. His eyes betrayed the emotional turmoil that he was trying to keep covered up.
Finally, another bright light. This time, Richard barely bothered to cover his eyes. The light faded.
\Where are we now?\ Richard asked one last time.
\One of my favorite places,\ I answered.
Richard felt a hot wind blowing and saw bare ground beneath his feet. Richard lifted his head and looked out. They were both standing on a mountain that overlooked an incredible, colorful flat plain. Out in the distance, the plain intersected tall mountains.
\Oh man.its hot here.\ Richard commented.
\Yeah, but it\'s a lot hotter down there.\ I chuckled.
\What are those spirals of white down there?\
\Salt.\
Richard looked at me, wondering if I was kidding. I wasn\'t.
\This is incredible.I feel like I can see forever up here.where are we?\
\It\'s called Dante\'s View. That\'s Death Valley down there. We\'re in California.\
Richard took in the view for a long time, studying the swirling colors on the valley floor and the huge mountains in the distance. He observed the highways below and marveled at how far in the distance he could see them.
\It\'s amazing at night,\ I explained. \You can see every star in the universe from here, I think.\
\Why did you bring me here?\
I laughed. The kid was so downtrodden that he was looking for meaning in everything.
\I\'m being selfish. I love it here. I can sit here for hours and never feel like I\'ve wasted a moment.\
I walked around for a little bit and found two fist-sized rocks. I picked them up and brought them to Richard.
\My job is done, Richard, and whatever happens, happens. I think you\'re a pretty decent kid and I wish you the best of luck.\
\That\'s it?\ Richard asked.
\Oh - take these rocks. When you tap them together, you\'ll be back home in your chair again and everyone will be unfrozen. Your life will resume. I need to go now, there is a woman in Cleveland who might sleep with her poolboy.\
I reached into my coat and pulled out another cigar. I lit the cigar and took a few puffs.
\Tell me something, old man. Am I really better off knowing all this stuff?\
\Yeah. You are.\
\Why?\
\You\'re an important piece of a very large world, kid. You effect a great many people. Far more than you know.\
\But isn\'t everyone an important piece.?\
\Yeah. The sad thing is, nobody knows it. Most people think they don\'t matter much.\
Richard sat on the mountaintop, looking out over the valley. He squinted into the bright sunlight. The view was magnificent. He wondered why he hadn\'t heard of this place before.
\Thank you,\ Richard said calmly.
\You\'re welcome, kid. Whatever you choose, I\'ll be rooting for you.\
\And you\'ll be smoking cigars and eating hot dogs.\
\Always.\
I felt another coughing fit coming on. I left Richard quickly in a last bright flash of light, before my dramatic exit could be ruined. I found myself back at Coors field watching the game. The Rockies were now leading 8-2. The hot dog stand was still open.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Part 8 of Surrender
Finally on the fourth day since their arrival, Eva managed to slip away from her prison guard - or so she had started to think about him. It was in the middle of the day and Eva carefully peered into the kitchen area. It was empty. Just as she had expected.
The entire staff had an hour off before they would start dinner, and that hour was more than enough time for her to steal some food for her journey. She wasn\'t sure how fast she could travel so she had decided to pack all the necessities just to be on the safe side. That meant food, clothes and tools. But first food. She went up to the cupboards and peered inside.
Suddenly a hand clasped down hard on her shoulder and she was forcibly turned around and lifted onto the table. She yelped as she realised Morgan had intercepted her again.
\And what are you planning this time?\ he asked icily as he grabbed her upper arms and held her in place.
Momentarily stunned, Eva could only stare at him. Did he have eyes in his back or something? Or had he placed a tracking device on her so that he could follow her every move?
\I was hungry,\ she finally retorted.
\Were you really?\ Morgan drawled as if he didn\'t believe a word she was saying. Apart from his guarding her every step during the day, he had stayed away at night. Only locking her in his room at the palace before he went off to meet with his cronies - or so she suspected.
It could be that he went to some other women instead of coming to her, but she didn\'t want to dig into that hole - worrying that she might care more than she wanted to, if her suspicions were correct. She had tried to tell herself that she was happy for the reprieve, but she wasn\'t entirely convinced as she spent her nights awaiting his arrival instead of sleeping.
His eyes suddenly glazed over with something other than anger and she felt him come nearer. Separating her legs with his hip he leaned closer to her, letting her feel his hard body against her torso. She gasped as she leaned her head back so she could meet his eyes.
Looking up at him she tried to discern exactly what he intended to do to her. The hard bulge against her stomach left her in no doubt as to what he wanted to do. He bent his head and kissed her hard on the mouth, as if he wanted to devour her.
She moved her hands around his back, trying to keep her up and withstand his energetic attack as he ignited the flames inside of her. His hands moved over her breasts and the rest of her body. She held on tighter as she bared her throat to him in an ancient sign of surrender. He growled as he instinctively reacted to her submission and sneaking his hands beneath her hips and dragged her closer to the table edge, rubbing his swollen member against the thin clothing covering her clit.
\Is there something wrong with your room, Captain?\ a humorous voice asked from the doorway. Both Eva and Morgan froze at the sudden interruption.
\Go away,\ Morgan growled to the intruder.
\Can\'t do,\ the cook replied. \The Governor has requested dinner so this room will soon be packed with staff members. I suggest you take your lady off to another and less crowded room - unless you want an audience, that is.\
\Very funny,\ Morgan growled as Eva blushed all over her face. She tried to push Morgan away and thought she succeeded when he finally moved, only to be dragged after him out into the corridor and up a set of stairs. She soon realised he meant to do what the cook suggested: take her to his room. She started to protest.
\But, Morgan, it\'s in the middle of the day.\
\So?\
\But what will people think?\
\That we have more important things to do than to chitchat. That I want to fuck my woman.\
She blushed at his uncivilized words, but at the same time she felt her panties getting moist by his choice of words and his uninhibited sexual need for her. The other women couldn\'t have done a good job in douching his fire, she thought happily as he pushed her into his room and locked the door behind them.
Moving his hands to his skin suit, he ripped it open, baring his chest to her. Immediately afterward he ripped away the rest of his skin suit and his naked and aroused body was revealed to her in all its glory. She sighed as she took in the sight of his muscular thighs and his swollen member. His cock was standing proudly up along his stomach, telling her clearly what his intentions were. She let her eyes roam up over his flat stomach and his broad chest.
A few strands of dark hair were covering his chest, stating him as the mature and well developed male that he was. She felt a strong need to plaster his image in the back of her memory, locking the sight of him in her mind for ever. But she knew the picture would never compare to the real thing. She felt her mouth watering with the thought of taking his cock inside of her mouth and sucking him hard until he begged for her mercy.
But the best would be to take him inside of her moist pussy. She felt her body preparing to take his entire member inside - preparing and anticipating for him to plunge as far inside of her as was possible.
\Are you going to strip or just stare?\ he suddenly interrupted her fantasies.
She almost jumped in surprise, before laughing at her own breathlessness. She was breathing heavily and she hadn\'t even touched him yet. Oh my, she thought. This man had way to much power over her senses.
\If you like that suit I suggest you start undressing real quickly,\ Morgan threatened again.
\All right,\ she agreed and started to open her suit. He was staring at her breasts as she gradually revealed her body to him. Wanting to shake him as much as he had shaken her, she asked. \Why aren\'t you demanding that I wear the Ziotian dress now that I\'m mated?\
\I\'ve learned from Connor\'s mistake,\ Morgan growled.
\Oh, how so?\
\I\'m not sharing and that dress is so thin that anybody will see what\'s underneath. That dress is far better used in privacy where I will be the only one appreciating it.\
\But what if I wanted to wear it in public?\
\You don\'t,\ he stated boldly.
\How would you know? Maybe I have this craving for exhibitionism?\
\You don\'t, darling, otherwise you wouldn\'t blush so much just because the cook caught us kissing in his kitchen.\
\It wasn\'t just kissing,\ she retorted as she tried to hide another blush.
\No?\
\It was a lot of fondling and rubbing in there as well.\
\Ah yes,\ Morgan breathed out. \That might explain why I have been plagued with this stiffness for a while,\ he smiled as he fondled his hard cock, moving his hand slowly up and down his shaft.
She stopped undressing as she watched him touching himself.
\You\'re stalling - again,\ he said reprimandingly. \I might have to punish you for it,\ he said teasingly.
\Don\'t you dare, Morgan,\ she answered as she quickly got rid of the last fabric covering her body. At the same time she felt his warm body against her backside - rubbing his hard cock against her. Placing his large hand on her left ass cheek, he gave her a slight smack before he groped her.
\Ouch,\ she exclaimed as she jumped in surprise by his smack. \What are you doing, Morgan?\ She moved her own hand over the offended part as she tried to turn around and give him a reprimand. It hadn\'t hurt but the feeling of being dominated was not something she had wanted. It made her feel powerless and dependent on her sex partner - a feeling that made her feel both terrified and curious at the same time.
He moved his hand to her hips and held her tightly to him hard body - her backside to his front. As he slowly rolled his hips against hers she felt her breathing increase as she noticed how hard he felt against her. She wanted him to make a better use of that hardness, but she vowed not to start begging before she was desperate for him.
It was time to establish some rules in this relationship, she thought. She would never be able to stand living with a man that always took command and never let her have any saying. She briefly wondered why she even considered it when she was leaving him as soon as she could, but she shook the thought to the back of her mind as his hands travelled from her hips and toward her front.
She gasped as his right hand was closing in on her clit and he started fondling her. With his left hand he carefully nudged her legs further apart and she spread them willingly - making it easier for him to reach her moist centre. He moved his fingers slowly over her clit, making her feel the warmth gathering in her body and aiming straight to her pussy. She rubbed herself against him, hoping to make him increase his fondling.
\Impatient?\ he chuckled in her ear.
She ignored his baiting, wanting him to stop talking and teasing and come inside her instead - making their coupling a lot easier and less nerve wrecking so it would be easier for her to leave him when that time came. But he wasn\'t rushing anything it seemed. Instead he continued rubbing her clit slowly and the rest of her hungry flesh, roaming his hands up to her stomach, before venturing down again, making her itch with a temptation to direct his hand to where she wanted to be touched.
Instead she moved her hands behind her, trying to take his cock in her hands and squeeze him hard. She wanted him to become as breathless as she herself had. But Morgan wasn\'t budging and all she could reach was his thighs so she settled for squeezing his thighs instead.
His muscles were so hard she felt a strong need to examine his entire body more closely - hoping to discover some part of him that wasn\'t hardened by muscles. Either way she wanted to examine him and take a closer look at what a fine specimen she had been mated with.
In the back of her mind she knew it was a need to plaster him on her mind, to preserve a picture of him to use when she was spending lonely nights and the only pleasure was in the hands of herself.
She roamed her hands up and down his thighs, trying to move her body a little away from his and to insert her hand between their bodies. At the same time, Morgan pushed her forward and toward the bed. As she lifted her legs to climb into the bed, he held her hips steadily.
\No, I want to stay right here,\ he said hoarsely. \Lean your arms on the bed, darling.\ He gently nudged her upper body down toward the bed. She went willingly, wondering what he was planning to do but still she felt positive she would enjoy it.
Leaning on her hands, she felt him nudge her legs apart again. She looked behind her and saw him positioning himself behind her, grabbing a hold on her hips as he pushed himself slowly against her backside. She answered and met his trusts as he moved his cock between her legs, slowly moving his warm cock against her moistness.
He gave her ass another smack and this time she felt a small sting as his flat hand hit her.
\Morgan,\ she screamed at him.
\Yes, dear?\
\Would you just stop that?\ she said exasperatingly. \I don\'t like it.\
\No?\ he moved his hand around to her front and between her sex lips, meeting the warm liquid that was coming from her insides. \Then how do you explain this then?\ he asked as he fondled her wetness so a squishing sound was clearly heard.
\That was from before you slapped my buttocks.\
\Are you sure about that?\ he teased lightly and she could almost hear how he was smiling, seeing right through her protests.
\Why don\'t you just get on with it?\ she suggested.
\Naw, I enjoy this.\
\I\'ve realised that. You\'re just like a cat. Playing with your prey.\
\Oh? Is that what you are? My prey? Maybe I\'m your prey. Well, come to think about it I did catch you red-handed in the kitchen.\
\You didn\'t,\ Eva interceded.
\Didn\'t what?\
\Red-handed, I mean. I was just looking for some afternoon snack.\
\The main thing is that I caught you,\ Morgan suggested. \And now I\'m keeping the trophy,\ he murmured as he directed his cock toward her opening and slowly pushing inside. She gasped at the painstaking and slow pace, impatient for him to increase the pace. Filling her up, he started withdrawing again and she pushed back against him to prevent his withdrawal.
Coming back inside he suddenly plunged inside of her in one hard and pleasant shove and she groaned out loud. Withdrawing and plunging one more time he held on to her hips as he continued fucking her deep and hard. She felt her release coming and welcomed it as she worked to keep up with his pace - trying to tighten around him as he plunged inside of her and filling her with his warm and hard cock.
She whimpered as he suddenly stopped moving, his cock buried to the hilt and him resting against her, breathing hard. His hand holding on to her hips and holding him inside of her.
\Morgan,\ she moaned. \Don\'t stop.\
\Wasn\'t planning to,\ Morgan replied hoarsely. \God, it feels so good to be inside of you,\ he growled as he moving slightly from side to side, as if he wanted to explore the walls on each side of his swollen cock.
Eva felt elated at his words and used her hands to push herself back against him, taking his cock further inside of her hungry body. She heard him groan in response before he moved his right hand to her front and started to rub her clit in a telltale manner.
Immediately she felt her body heating another degree and her breathing increased. She tightened her muscles around his cock as he withdrew slightly and then pushed hard inside of her again. Rubbing her clit in accordance with his plunges she felt her body tightening and preparing to be launch into an orgasm.
\Morgan,\ she gasped as she bent her upper body down on the bed, using the leverage to push back against him, trying to follow his pace. He answered by rubbing her clit harder, before plunging deep inside of her at the same time. She screamed as pleasure wave after pleasure wave poured through her body and she tingled all over.
Her legs gave out from under her and she fell on to the bed in a heap of exhaustion. Her body was shaking in release and she felt contractions in her abdomen. Morgan had followed her down and held her quietly - his cock still buried inside of her. He was still hard but his breathing indicated how close he was. She felt an instant of remorse as she understood how they had both focused on her orgasm and she had made it difficult for him to follow her. She vowed to correct the error as soon as possible and she tightened her hips and pushed back against Morgan.
\Sorry about that, Morgan,\ she blushed guiltily. \I didn\'t intend to rob you of your pleasure.\
He laughed good-naturedly. \Don\'t worry, honey. I still intend to get what I want,\ he said as he pushed his cock further inside of her warmness. She immediately tightened around him. Suddenly he withdrew completely and she looked behind her in confusion.
\Move up,\ Morgan smiled at her and she crawled into the middle of the bed, feeling Morgan following close behind her. \Lay down,\ he ordered and she followed his commands - not wanting to question her reaction to his every demand. At the same time she felt him move on top of her, his thighs on each side of her legs and his wet cock pushing against her buttocks.
She arched her body and spread her legs slightly. Immediately his cock slipped inside of her moistness and she felt she had grown accustomed to having him inside - wanting to keep him inside for as long as she wanted. He plunged inside of her, embedding his hard cock to the hilt.
\Oh my god,\ she wailed as she felt her body heating up again. He moved his right hand around her hip again and placed it one her clit, fondling her arching centre. She gasped as pure need poured through her. \But, Morgan, it\'s your turn now,\ she said gasping.
\Later,\ he murmured. \Is it good?\ he wondered as he plunged his cock deep inside of her again.
\Yes,\ she screamed as she felt contractions gathering in her stomach and every muscle in her body was tightening - preparing for a direct hit from his fingers touching her clit. Her unspoken plea was answered as he rubbed her clit hard a few times, his cock withdrawing and plunging inside of her as she screamed out her pleasure another time.
She sank down on the bed, every muscle relaxed and her entire body focused on breathing as warm pleasure was pouring through her. Her entire body felt like liquid and she vowed to never move again - at least not in the first few hours. She barely registered Morgan chuckling above her. He had stopped moving and was leaning against her, most of his weight leaning on his elbows. He blew cold air on her neck, before kissing her shoulders and upper back.
His kisses felt relaxing and cooling as he shifted to blowing cold air on her skin again. She yawned as she felt her body relax to his tender administration.
\Morgan?\ she said blurrily.
\Yes?\
\Why don\'t we concentrate on you this time? I can\'t take much more.\ He laughed at her.
\Tired already? I think three more will be just fine,\ he added.
\Three more? You\'re joking,\ she interceded in a shocked voice. No way if she could take another orgasm. Not if she wanted to walk in the next couple of hours - not to say days. She tried to raise her body and move away from him. There had to be another way to make him come, she thought and arched her back. Morgan groaned loudly by the new position. Eva smiled as she heard him.
Maybe she could simply make him come. Then he would have to take a break. She squeezed her inner muscles, feeling every part of his hard cock inside of her. Arching her back a little more and pushing her buttocks back against Morgan she heard him take a deep breath. He was struggling, she thought. Good.
Now if only he would take the hint and let himself go. Although she would love to give him a hand. She sank down against the bed, before pushing backwards again - impaling herself on his hard cock.
\Oh., god. Stop. moving,\ Morgan panted in between breaths, his body almost shaking in tension as he tried to hold himself back.
Eva increased the pace instead, clenching his cock tighter with her inner walls, feeling every part of him buried inside of her. She loved the feeling of fullness, of feeling him so close to her and the tip of his cock head touching her g-spot. She felt another orgasm closing in on her but she vowed to keep it contained until she had Morgan along on the ride. He groaned loudly before grabbing a hold on her hips and pushing hard inside of her.
She screamed in joy as she felt him coming even deeper than before, touching parts of her that had never been pleasured before. She clasped her muscles around his cock, trying to keep him inside. Instead he withdrew almost all the way out of her and she whimpered a protest. He plunged deep inside of her, letting her feel every part of him as he pushed past her straining muscles and straight toward her g-spot. She moaned loudly. His hand moved around her hip and straight to her clit, stroking her slowly.
\No,\ she gasped. \No, not me this time,\ and she pushed backwards as he pushed forward. As she screamed out her pleasure she felt him increase his pace, fucking her harder before he finally screamed out in pleasure and sank down against her tired body. Falling on to his side, she rolled with him, they both breathing heavily as their bodies finally relaxed.
Morgan looked at the sleeping body of his mate. She had fallen asleep right after their lovemaking, while Morgan had been left feeling calmer than he had been for days. Only sleep still eluded him. He felt comfort in watching her as she snuggled against him, stealing his warmth and a lot more. Whatever was he going to do with her? She was becoming an important part of his life, and still he had no idea what she felt about him. Or how he could make her stay.
Morgan remembered that she had referred to herself as his prey. He laughed a little at the analogy. From his point of view he felt as if he was her prey, like he was a moth spellbound by her light. Physically he was a lot stronger than her, but that didn\'t matter when he felt as weak as a kitten in her presence. Being lead around by an invisible chain due to the feelings she awoke in him.
He began to understand how impossible it was to make her bow to his command - although he had tried everything in his arsenal to make her surrender to him. Still he realised that if she wanted to leave she would have every opportunity to do so. It was impossible to guard her every part of the day, although he had tried it. After only a few days he was exhausted from dogging her every step, trying to make sure she stayed with him.
Now he realised the fruitlessness in his task. He would never make her stay unless she wanted to, he thought. But how could he ever achieve that? In the past he had always laughed about it when he didn\'t get what he wanted - trying to tell himself he could do without it and was not really caring. But this time was different. This time he really wanted the woman that was currently sharing his bed.
He wanted her body and soul and he wanted her forever. That he finally knew. Losing her would feel like a wound that would never heal and he vowed to do his utmost not to let that happen. So far he had tired himself by following her around. That only accomplished him being too tense or too tired to make love to her in the evening so he had simply stayed away from the temptation that she represented.
Maybe he needed to try another approach? But what? He smiled as he looked at her sleeping body. He seemed to have exhausted her completely as she laid spread out in a deep sleep. Maybe the solution was quite the opposite of what he had done lately: to tire her with lovemaking and making her unable to plot her escape from him? At least that would take care of his problem with the hardness in his pants, he smiled. Yes, that was the solution - and it was a much more pleasant solution than the one he had tried so far.
Over the next couple of days Morgan seemed to be all over her, fucking her in every position and furniture in his room and bathroom. Eva felt exhausted. Both mentally and physically. It seemed that Morgan was in every thought she had and everywhere she turned. The man was like a machine, she thought, to maintain such a large stamina while she was simply exhausted and could barely move anywhere because of her aching muscles.
One could say something about the man: whenever he put his mind on something, he didn\'t let go, and now he definitely seemed to have set his mind on fucking her to death. She wanted to laugh about it but her jaws weren\'t cooperating.
\Did you say anything, darling?\ Morgan asked huskily behind her.
She just mumbled in reply before falling asleep again.
Morgan chuckled as he leaned back on the bed, looking at his tired mate. He had never felt better in his life. Tired, but so happy he was almost bursting with it. He felt his cock begin to harden again, but a look on his sleeping mate told him to give her some time to recuperate. He smiled at his sudden hunger for her. He had fucked her so many times lately he could barely believe it himself.
All he knew was that every time she was around his instincts told him to fuck her deep and hard - to spurt his seed deep inside of warm body and make her bow to his will. Make her stay with him. He couldn\'t get enough of her.
Luckily, both Connor and Master Kane had known this would happen and given him temporary leave. If not he would have fell into a heap a long time ago. Instead he concentrated on giving her as many orgasms as she could take, before he found his own pleasure inside of her. The plan seemed to work even better than he had anticipated. He was happy and content; while she was so tired she hadn\'t been able to leave the room lately. That meant she hadn\'t had any chance to plan her escape either, and that suited him just fine.
He laid his right hand on her naked hip, before snuggling closer to her. She sighed in her sleep and leaned her body back against his, trying to take in his warmth as his semi erect cock pushed softly between her buttocks. Morgan breathed deeply, trying to prevent the familiar stirring starting in his loins. Damn, but he wanted to wake her up and douche the flame that was currently pouring through him so suddenly and so strong he almost shook by the force of it. He roamed his hand along the ridge of her thigh and up to her hip again. Moving forward over her flat stomach, he held her tightly to him, as he rolled his hips against her backside, feeling his cock becoming fully erect and hungry for her warm and tight pussy.
He moved his hand up over her stomach to her naked breasts and fondled them slowly, taking in the rounded form and the dark nipples. Gliding his fingers around her nipples he smiled as he watched them tighten and almost begging for his touch. He leaned over her and blew cold air on her nipples, before catching the nearest in his mouth, sucking her slowly. He noticed her breathing had escalated and he hoped she was having a wet dream with him in the leading role.
He let his hand slide down over her stomach and between her thighs, meeting the moistness that had gathered anew after their last lovemaking. He pleasured the small knob, circling it with his thumb. Moving his index finger down toward her warm pussy, he felt her getting wet, coating his fingers with her want. He lifted her right leg and laid it over his own, opening her up to his touch.
He heard her moan as he massaged her clit and roamed his fingers over her outer and inner sex lips, feeling them getting wet by the moistness he gathered from her body. He felt warm all over and his hard cock was swollen and he felt like he was going to blow without even coming inside of her. He moved his finger against the opening of her cunt, pushing slowly one finger inside of her, feeling her tightness letting him inside and welcoming his invasion by small contractions of the inner muscles.
He moved his body into position and removed his finger from her cunt. Moving his hand down passed her cunt, he directed his cock head against her opening, before slowly using his pelvis to push himself inside of her cunt. He gasped as the familiar tightness gathered around his erect cock, making him feel as if he was too big for her, before her muscles relaxed, allowing him inside of the sanctuary he longed to become a part of.
Finding the right angle, he continued to slowly push his cock inside of her warmth. He laid his right hand on her stomach and holding her tightly to him as he came all the way inside of her. His cock buried inside of her tightness, feeling every muscle inside of her welcome and massaged every centimetre of his hardness. He felt elated by the sheer feeling of bliss and naked want as he reluctantly withdrew until only his cock head was inside of her.
Looking down to where their bodies met, he could see her pussy stretch to accommodate to his size, hearing her whimpering as he withdrew again.
\Don\'t stop,\ she groaned. \Don\'t you dare.\
\You\'re awake?\ he said surprised. He hadn\'t heard her awake from her deep sleep.
\How do you expect me to sleep when there\'s a horny man making love to my body?\
\I can stop if you object,\ he murmured as he kissed her neck.
\Don\'t even try to,\ she threatened and tightened her right leg behind his, bending her knee and pushing his backside closer to her. His cock sank deeper inside of her at the same time and they both groaned in unison. He followed her lead and pushed all the way inside of her, filling her up with his hardness. Immediately she tightened around him and made his following withdrawal a painstaking task as he tried to hold back his orgasm as she pleasured every part of his long cock.
He felt every nerve ending standing on high alert and he barely held himself in control as he plunged hard inside of her. Holding still inside of her, he moved his right hand from her stomach to her clit, massaging her erect knob and hearing her gasping in delight as he withdrew slightly and pushed inside again, matching his massage on her clit.
Feeling every muscle in her body tense he knew she was closing in on her pleasure and he plunged his cock deep inside of her as he rubbed her clit a little harder. Immediately she went over the edge with a loud scream and her body convulsing in contractions making her tighten rhythmically around him dragging him along in her fall.
He held on tightly as he pushed himself deeper inside of her, screaming his joy as he fucked her hard and deeply a few more times, making his pleasure last even longer as he filled her with his semen.
The entire staff had an hour off before they would start dinner, and that hour was more than enough time for her to steal some food for her journey. She wasn\'t sure how fast she could travel so she had decided to pack all the necessities just to be on the safe side. That meant food, clothes and tools. But first food. She went up to the cupboards and peered inside.
Suddenly a hand clasped down hard on her shoulder and she was forcibly turned around and lifted onto the table. She yelped as she realised Morgan had intercepted her again.
\And what are you planning this time?\ he asked icily as he grabbed her upper arms and held her in place.
Momentarily stunned, Eva could only stare at him. Did he have eyes in his back or something? Or had he placed a tracking device on her so that he could follow her every move?
\I was hungry,\ she finally retorted.
\Were you really?\ Morgan drawled as if he didn\'t believe a word she was saying. Apart from his guarding her every step during the day, he had stayed away at night. Only locking her in his room at the palace before he went off to meet with his cronies - or so she suspected.
It could be that he went to some other women instead of coming to her, but she didn\'t want to dig into that hole - worrying that she might care more than she wanted to, if her suspicions were correct. She had tried to tell herself that she was happy for the reprieve, but she wasn\'t entirely convinced as she spent her nights awaiting his arrival instead of sleeping.
His eyes suddenly glazed over with something other than anger and she felt him come nearer. Separating her legs with his hip he leaned closer to her, letting her feel his hard body against her torso. She gasped as she leaned her head back so she could meet his eyes.
Looking up at him she tried to discern exactly what he intended to do to her. The hard bulge against her stomach left her in no doubt as to what he wanted to do. He bent his head and kissed her hard on the mouth, as if he wanted to devour her.
She moved her hands around his back, trying to keep her up and withstand his energetic attack as he ignited the flames inside of her. His hands moved over her breasts and the rest of her body. She held on tighter as she bared her throat to him in an ancient sign of surrender. He growled as he instinctively reacted to her submission and sneaking his hands beneath her hips and dragged her closer to the table edge, rubbing his swollen member against the thin clothing covering her clit.
\Is there something wrong with your room, Captain?\ a humorous voice asked from the doorway. Both Eva and Morgan froze at the sudden interruption.
\Go away,\ Morgan growled to the intruder.
\Can\'t do,\ the cook replied. \The Governor has requested dinner so this room will soon be packed with staff members. I suggest you take your lady off to another and less crowded room - unless you want an audience, that is.\
\Very funny,\ Morgan growled as Eva blushed all over her face. She tried to push Morgan away and thought she succeeded when he finally moved, only to be dragged after him out into the corridor and up a set of stairs. She soon realised he meant to do what the cook suggested: take her to his room. She started to protest.
\But, Morgan, it\'s in the middle of the day.\
\So?\
\But what will people think?\
\That we have more important things to do than to chitchat. That I want to fuck my woman.\
She blushed at his uncivilized words, but at the same time she felt her panties getting moist by his choice of words and his uninhibited sexual need for her. The other women couldn\'t have done a good job in douching his fire, she thought happily as he pushed her into his room and locked the door behind them.
Moving his hands to his skin suit, he ripped it open, baring his chest to her. Immediately afterward he ripped away the rest of his skin suit and his naked and aroused body was revealed to her in all its glory. She sighed as she took in the sight of his muscular thighs and his swollen member. His cock was standing proudly up along his stomach, telling her clearly what his intentions were. She let her eyes roam up over his flat stomach and his broad chest.
A few strands of dark hair were covering his chest, stating him as the mature and well developed male that he was. She felt a strong need to plaster his image in the back of her memory, locking the sight of him in her mind for ever. But she knew the picture would never compare to the real thing. She felt her mouth watering with the thought of taking his cock inside of her mouth and sucking him hard until he begged for her mercy.
But the best would be to take him inside of her moist pussy. She felt her body preparing to take his entire member inside - preparing and anticipating for him to plunge as far inside of her as was possible.
\Are you going to strip or just stare?\ he suddenly interrupted her fantasies.
She almost jumped in surprise, before laughing at her own breathlessness. She was breathing heavily and she hadn\'t even touched him yet. Oh my, she thought. This man had way to much power over her senses.
\If you like that suit I suggest you start undressing real quickly,\ Morgan threatened again.
\All right,\ she agreed and started to open her suit. He was staring at her breasts as she gradually revealed her body to him. Wanting to shake him as much as he had shaken her, she asked. \Why aren\'t you demanding that I wear the Ziotian dress now that I\'m mated?\
\I\'ve learned from Connor\'s mistake,\ Morgan growled.
\Oh, how so?\
\I\'m not sharing and that dress is so thin that anybody will see what\'s underneath. That dress is far better used in privacy where I will be the only one appreciating it.\
\But what if I wanted to wear it in public?\
\You don\'t,\ he stated boldly.
\How would you know? Maybe I have this craving for exhibitionism?\
\You don\'t, darling, otherwise you wouldn\'t blush so much just because the cook caught us kissing in his kitchen.\
\It wasn\'t just kissing,\ she retorted as she tried to hide another blush.
\No?\
\It was a lot of fondling and rubbing in there as well.\
\Ah yes,\ Morgan breathed out. \That might explain why I have been plagued with this stiffness for a while,\ he smiled as he fondled his hard cock, moving his hand slowly up and down his shaft.
She stopped undressing as she watched him touching himself.
\You\'re stalling - again,\ he said reprimandingly. \I might have to punish you for it,\ he said teasingly.
\Don\'t you dare, Morgan,\ she answered as she quickly got rid of the last fabric covering her body. At the same time she felt his warm body against her backside - rubbing his hard cock against her. Placing his large hand on her left ass cheek, he gave her a slight smack before he groped her.
\Ouch,\ she exclaimed as she jumped in surprise by his smack. \What are you doing, Morgan?\ She moved her own hand over the offended part as she tried to turn around and give him a reprimand. It hadn\'t hurt but the feeling of being dominated was not something she had wanted. It made her feel powerless and dependent on her sex partner - a feeling that made her feel both terrified and curious at the same time.
He moved his hand to her hips and held her tightly to him hard body - her backside to his front. As he slowly rolled his hips against hers she felt her breathing increase as she noticed how hard he felt against her. She wanted him to make a better use of that hardness, but she vowed not to start begging before she was desperate for him.
It was time to establish some rules in this relationship, she thought. She would never be able to stand living with a man that always took command and never let her have any saying. She briefly wondered why she even considered it when she was leaving him as soon as she could, but she shook the thought to the back of her mind as his hands travelled from her hips and toward her front.
She gasped as his right hand was closing in on her clit and he started fondling her. With his left hand he carefully nudged her legs further apart and she spread them willingly - making it easier for him to reach her moist centre. He moved his fingers slowly over her clit, making her feel the warmth gathering in her body and aiming straight to her pussy. She rubbed herself against him, hoping to make him increase his fondling.
\Impatient?\ he chuckled in her ear.
She ignored his baiting, wanting him to stop talking and teasing and come inside her instead - making their coupling a lot easier and less nerve wrecking so it would be easier for her to leave him when that time came. But he wasn\'t rushing anything it seemed. Instead he continued rubbing her clit slowly and the rest of her hungry flesh, roaming his hands up to her stomach, before venturing down again, making her itch with a temptation to direct his hand to where she wanted to be touched.
Instead she moved her hands behind her, trying to take his cock in her hands and squeeze him hard. She wanted him to become as breathless as she herself had. But Morgan wasn\'t budging and all she could reach was his thighs so she settled for squeezing his thighs instead.
His muscles were so hard she felt a strong need to examine his entire body more closely - hoping to discover some part of him that wasn\'t hardened by muscles. Either way she wanted to examine him and take a closer look at what a fine specimen she had been mated with.
In the back of her mind she knew it was a need to plaster him on her mind, to preserve a picture of him to use when she was spending lonely nights and the only pleasure was in the hands of herself.
She roamed her hands up and down his thighs, trying to move her body a little away from his and to insert her hand between their bodies. At the same time, Morgan pushed her forward and toward the bed. As she lifted her legs to climb into the bed, he held her hips steadily.
\No, I want to stay right here,\ he said hoarsely. \Lean your arms on the bed, darling.\ He gently nudged her upper body down toward the bed. She went willingly, wondering what he was planning to do but still she felt positive she would enjoy it.
Leaning on her hands, she felt him nudge her legs apart again. She looked behind her and saw him positioning himself behind her, grabbing a hold on her hips as he pushed himself slowly against her backside. She answered and met his trusts as he moved his cock between her legs, slowly moving his warm cock against her moistness.
He gave her ass another smack and this time she felt a small sting as his flat hand hit her.
\Morgan,\ she screamed at him.
\Yes, dear?\
\Would you just stop that?\ she said exasperatingly. \I don\'t like it.\
\No?\ he moved his hand around to her front and between her sex lips, meeting the warm liquid that was coming from her insides. \Then how do you explain this then?\ he asked as he fondled her wetness so a squishing sound was clearly heard.
\That was from before you slapped my buttocks.\
\Are you sure about that?\ he teased lightly and she could almost hear how he was smiling, seeing right through her protests.
\Why don\'t you just get on with it?\ she suggested.
\Naw, I enjoy this.\
\I\'ve realised that. You\'re just like a cat. Playing with your prey.\
\Oh? Is that what you are? My prey? Maybe I\'m your prey. Well, come to think about it I did catch you red-handed in the kitchen.\
\You didn\'t,\ Eva interceded.
\Didn\'t what?\
\Red-handed, I mean. I was just looking for some afternoon snack.\
\The main thing is that I caught you,\ Morgan suggested. \And now I\'m keeping the trophy,\ he murmured as he directed his cock toward her opening and slowly pushing inside. She gasped at the painstaking and slow pace, impatient for him to increase the pace. Filling her up, he started withdrawing again and she pushed back against him to prevent his withdrawal.
Coming back inside he suddenly plunged inside of her in one hard and pleasant shove and she groaned out loud. Withdrawing and plunging one more time he held on to her hips as he continued fucking her deep and hard. She felt her release coming and welcomed it as she worked to keep up with his pace - trying to tighten around him as he plunged inside of her and filling her with his warm and hard cock.
She whimpered as he suddenly stopped moving, his cock buried to the hilt and him resting against her, breathing hard. His hand holding on to her hips and holding him inside of her.
\Morgan,\ she moaned. \Don\'t stop.\
\Wasn\'t planning to,\ Morgan replied hoarsely. \God, it feels so good to be inside of you,\ he growled as he moving slightly from side to side, as if he wanted to explore the walls on each side of his swollen cock.
Eva felt elated at his words and used her hands to push herself back against him, taking his cock further inside of her hungry body. She heard him groan in response before he moved his right hand to her front and started to rub her clit in a telltale manner.
Immediately she felt her body heating another degree and her breathing increased. She tightened her muscles around his cock as he withdrew slightly and then pushed hard inside of her again. Rubbing her clit in accordance with his plunges she felt her body tightening and preparing to be launch into an orgasm.
\Morgan,\ she gasped as she bent her upper body down on the bed, using the leverage to push back against him, trying to follow his pace. He answered by rubbing her clit harder, before plunging deep inside of her at the same time. She screamed as pleasure wave after pleasure wave poured through her body and she tingled all over.
Her legs gave out from under her and she fell on to the bed in a heap of exhaustion. Her body was shaking in release and she felt contractions in her abdomen. Morgan had followed her down and held her quietly - his cock still buried inside of her. He was still hard but his breathing indicated how close he was. She felt an instant of remorse as she understood how they had both focused on her orgasm and she had made it difficult for him to follow her. She vowed to correct the error as soon as possible and she tightened her hips and pushed back against Morgan.
\Sorry about that, Morgan,\ she blushed guiltily. \I didn\'t intend to rob you of your pleasure.\
He laughed good-naturedly. \Don\'t worry, honey. I still intend to get what I want,\ he said as he pushed his cock further inside of her warmness. She immediately tightened around him. Suddenly he withdrew completely and she looked behind her in confusion.
\Move up,\ Morgan smiled at her and she crawled into the middle of the bed, feeling Morgan following close behind her. \Lay down,\ he ordered and she followed his commands - not wanting to question her reaction to his every demand. At the same time she felt him move on top of her, his thighs on each side of her legs and his wet cock pushing against her buttocks.
She arched her body and spread her legs slightly. Immediately his cock slipped inside of her moistness and she felt she had grown accustomed to having him inside - wanting to keep him inside for as long as she wanted. He plunged inside of her, embedding his hard cock to the hilt.
\Oh my god,\ she wailed as she felt her body heating up again. He moved his right hand around her hip again and placed it one her clit, fondling her arching centre. She gasped as pure need poured through her. \But, Morgan, it\'s your turn now,\ she said gasping.
\Later,\ he murmured. \Is it good?\ he wondered as he plunged his cock deep inside of her again.
\Yes,\ she screamed as she felt contractions gathering in her stomach and every muscle in her body was tightening - preparing for a direct hit from his fingers touching her clit. Her unspoken plea was answered as he rubbed her clit hard a few times, his cock withdrawing and plunging inside of her as she screamed out her pleasure another time.
She sank down on the bed, every muscle relaxed and her entire body focused on breathing as warm pleasure was pouring through her. Her entire body felt like liquid and she vowed to never move again - at least not in the first few hours. She barely registered Morgan chuckling above her. He had stopped moving and was leaning against her, most of his weight leaning on his elbows. He blew cold air on her neck, before kissing her shoulders and upper back.
His kisses felt relaxing and cooling as he shifted to blowing cold air on her skin again. She yawned as she felt her body relax to his tender administration.
\Morgan?\ she said blurrily.
\Yes?\
\Why don\'t we concentrate on you this time? I can\'t take much more.\ He laughed at her.
\Tired already? I think three more will be just fine,\ he added.
\Three more? You\'re joking,\ she interceded in a shocked voice. No way if she could take another orgasm. Not if she wanted to walk in the next couple of hours - not to say days. She tried to raise her body and move away from him. There had to be another way to make him come, she thought and arched her back. Morgan groaned loudly by the new position. Eva smiled as she heard him.
Maybe she could simply make him come. Then he would have to take a break. She squeezed her inner muscles, feeling every part of his hard cock inside of her. Arching her back a little more and pushing her buttocks back against Morgan she heard him take a deep breath. He was struggling, she thought. Good.
Now if only he would take the hint and let himself go. Although she would love to give him a hand. She sank down against the bed, before pushing backwards again - impaling herself on his hard cock.
\Oh., god. Stop. moving,\ Morgan panted in between breaths, his body almost shaking in tension as he tried to hold himself back.
Eva increased the pace instead, clenching his cock tighter with her inner walls, feeling every part of him buried inside of her. She loved the feeling of fullness, of feeling him so close to her and the tip of his cock head touching her g-spot. She felt another orgasm closing in on her but she vowed to keep it contained until she had Morgan along on the ride. He groaned loudly before grabbing a hold on her hips and pushing hard inside of her.
She screamed in joy as she felt him coming even deeper than before, touching parts of her that had never been pleasured before. She clasped her muscles around his cock, trying to keep him inside. Instead he withdrew almost all the way out of her and she whimpered a protest. He plunged deep inside of her, letting her feel every part of him as he pushed past her straining muscles and straight toward her g-spot. She moaned loudly. His hand moved around her hip and straight to her clit, stroking her slowly.
\No,\ she gasped. \No, not me this time,\ and she pushed backwards as he pushed forward. As she screamed out her pleasure she felt him increase his pace, fucking her harder before he finally screamed out in pleasure and sank down against her tired body. Falling on to his side, she rolled with him, they both breathing heavily as their bodies finally relaxed.
Morgan looked at the sleeping body of his mate. She had fallen asleep right after their lovemaking, while Morgan had been left feeling calmer than he had been for days. Only sleep still eluded him. He felt comfort in watching her as she snuggled against him, stealing his warmth and a lot more. Whatever was he going to do with her? She was becoming an important part of his life, and still he had no idea what she felt about him. Or how he could make her stay.
Morgan remembered that she had referred to herself as his prey. He laughed a little at the analogy. From his point of view he felt as if he was her prey, like he was a moth spellbound by her light. Physically he was a lot stronger than her, but that didn\'t matter when he felt as weak as a kitten in her presence. Being lead around by an invisible chain due to the feelings she awoke in him.
He began to understand how impossible it was to make her bow to his command - although he had tried everything in his arsenal to make her surrender to him. Still he realised that if she wanted to leave she would have every opportunity to do so. It was impossible to guard her every part of the day, although he had tried it. After only a few days he was exhausted from dogging her every step, trying to make sure she stayed with him.
Now he realised the fruitlessness in his task. He would never make her stay unless she wanted to, he thought. But how could he ever achieve that? In the past he had always laughed about it when he didn\'t get what he wanted - trying to tell himself he could do without it and was not really caring. But this time was different. This time he really wanted the woman that was currently sharing his bed.
He wanted her body and soul and he wanted her forever. That he finally knew. Losing her would feel like a wound that would never heal and he vowed to do his utmost not to let that happen. So far he had tired himself by following her around. That only accomplished him being too tense or too tired to make love to her in the evening so he had simply stayed away from the temptation that she represented.
Maybe he needed to try another approach? But what? He smiled as he looked at her sleeping body. He seemed to have exhausted her completely as she laid spread out in a deep sleep. Maybe the solution was quite the opposite of what he had done lately: to tire her with lovemaking and making her unable to plot her escape from him? At least that would take care of his problem with the hardness in his pants, he smiled. Yes, that was the solution - and it was a much more pleasant solution than the one he had tried so far.
Over the next couple of days Morgan seemed to be all over her, fucking her in every position and furniture in his room and bathroom. Eva felt exhausted. Both mentally and physically. It seemed that Morgan was in every thought she had and everywhere she turned. The man was like a machine, she thought, to maintain such a large stamina while she was simply exhausted and could barely move anywhere because of her aching muscles.
One could say something about the man: whenever he put his mind on something, he didn\'t let go, and now he definitely seemed to have set his mind on fucking her to death. She wanted to laugh about it but her jaws weren\'t cooperating.
\Did you say anything, darling?\ Morgan asked huskily behind her.
She just mumbled in reply before falling asleep again.
Morgan chuckled as he leaned back on the bed, looking at his tired mate. He had never felt better in his life. Tired, but so happy he was almost bursting with it. He felt his cock begin to harden again, but a look on his sleeping mate told him to give her some time to recuperate. He smiled at his sudden hunger for her. He had fucked her so many times lately he could barely believe it himself.
All he knew was that every time she was around his instincts told him to fuck her deep and hard - to spurt his seed deep inside of warm body and make her bow to his will. Make her stay with him. He couldn\'t get enough of her.
Luckily, both Connor and Master Kane had known this would happen and given him temporary leave. If not he would have fell into a heap a long time ago. Instead he concentrated on giving her as many orgasms as she could take, before he found his own pleasure inside of her. The plan seemed to work even better than he had anticipated. He was happy and content; while she was so tired she hadn\'t been able to leave the room lately. That meant she hadn\'t had any chance to plan her escape either, and that suited him just fine.
He laid his right hand on her naked hip, before snuggling closer to her. She sighed in her sleep and leaned her body back against his, trying to take in his warmth as his semi erect cock pushed softly between her buttocks. Morgan breathed deeply, trying to prevent the familiar stirring starting in his loins. Damn, but he wanted to wake her up and douche the flame that was currently pouring through him so suddenly and so strong he almost shook by the force of it. He roamed his hand along the ridge of her thigh and up to her hip again. Moving forward over her flat stomach, he held her tightly to him, as he rolled his hips against her backside, feeling his cock becoming fully erect and hungry for her warm and tight pussy.
He moved his hand up over her stomach to her naked breasts and fondled them slowly, taking in the rounded form and the dark nipples. Gliding his fingers around her nipples he smiled as he watched them tighten and almost begging for his touch. He leaned over her and blew cold air on her nipples, before catching the nearest in his mouth, sucking her slowly. He noticed her breathing had escalated and he hoped she was having a wet dream with him in the leading role.
He let his hand slide down over her stomach and between her thighs, meeting the moistness that had gathered anew after their last lovemaking. He pleasured the small knob, circling it with his thumb. Moving his index finger down toward her warm pussy, he felt her getting wet, coating his fingers with her want. He lifted her right leg and laid it over his own, opening her up to his touch.
He heard her moan as he massaged her clit and roamed his fingers over her outer and inner sex lips, feeling them getting wet by the moistness he gathered from her body. He felt warm all over and his hard cock was swollen and he felt like he was going to blow without even coming inside of her. He moved his finger against the opening of her cunt, pushing slowly one finger inside of her, feeling her tightness letting him inside and welcoming his invasion by small contractions of the inner muscles.
He moved his body into position and removed his finger from her cunt. Moving his hand down passed her cunt, he directed his cock head against her opening, before slowly using his pelvis to push himself inside of her cunt. He gasped as the familiar tightness gathered around his erect cock, making him feel as if he was too big for her, before her muscles relaxed, allowing him inside of the sanctuary he longed to become a part of.
Finding the right angle, he continued to slowly push his cock inside of her warmth. He laid his right hand on her stomach and holding her tightly to him as he came all the way inside of her. His cock buried inside of her tightness, feeling every muscle inside of her welcome and massaged every centimetre of his hardness. He felt elated by the sheer feeling of bliss and naked want as he reluctantly withdrew until only his cock head was inside of her.
Looking down to where their bodies met, he could see her pussy stretch to accommodate to his size, hearing her whimpering as he withdrew again.
\Don\'t stop,\ she groaned. \Don\'t you dare.\
\You\'re awake?\ he said surprised. He hadn\'t heard her awake from her deep sleep.
\How do you expect me to sleep when there\'s a horny man making love to my body?\
\I can stop if you object,\ he murmured as he kissed her neck.
\Don\'t even try to,\ she threatened and tightened her right leg behind his, bending her knee and pushing his backside closer to her. His cock sank deeper inside of her at the same time and they both groaned in unison. He followed her lead and pushed all the way inside of her, filling her up with his hardness. Immediately she tightened around him and made his following withdrawal a painstaking task as he tried to hold back his orgasm as she pleasured every part of his long cock.
He felt every nerve ending standing on high alert and he barely held himself in control as he plunged hard inside of her. Holding still inside of her, he moved his right hand from her stomach to her clit, massaging her erect knob and hearing her gasping in delight as he withdrew slightly and pushed inside again, matching his massage on her clit.
Feeling every muscle in her body tense he knew she was closing in on her pleasure and he plunged his cock deep inside of her as he rubbed her clit a little harder. Immediately she went over the edge with a loud scream and her body convulsing in contractions making her tighten rhythmically around him dragging him along in her fall.
He held on tightly as he pushed himself deeper inside of her, screaming his joy as he fucked her hard and deeply a few more times, making his pleasure last even longer as he filled her with his semen.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Coming About
Wynn and I made ready to go to the regatta, per our usual, loading the camper and securing the boat to the trailer. Harriman \Harry\ Whitcliff, our third crewmember, heir of the Whitcliff Sail Corporation family and long-time friend of Wynn\'s, said he would meet us there. He never stayed in the camper. He always drove his MG and took a room at a nearby motel.
I had crewed as foredeck man for Wynn for 7 years, since I was 16. It was my job to man the jib, set and fly the spinnaker, hang my 130 lb. ass over the rail in heavy weather and crouch motionless by the centerboard trunk when it was calm.
Harry was our spare pair of hands. He adjusted the centerboard, helped me set the spinnaker, helped Wynn handle the main and positioned his ass as the skipper directed, as well. Harry was kind of a playboy. or at least featured himself as one. He would find some lithe honey at the opening get-together and date her for the weekend, meaning they would be at his motel room Friday and Saturday nights, screwing their brains out. Harry was absolutely in his element at regatta; trolling for the Wellfleet, Corinthian and Eastern Point trust fund chics was the sub-sport at hand.
Nonetheless, I\'m sure neither he nor Wynn, for that matter, ever minded watching my ass as I crawled up on the foredeck to set sail, make fast the bowline or lie prostrate, legs spread, to snatch the mooring. Further I knew they both enjoyed seeing the contours of my tits with hardened nipples through my clinging tee shirt when cold spray soaked me. In fact, I was rather pleased that they watched me.
Although, I had always gone to regattas with Wynn and bunked in close quarters, he had never made an inappropriate move towards me. Fifteen years older than I, at 38, he had a wife, two sons and a great career as a corporate VP in finance. But for me, having lost my virginity two years earlier, he rose on the horizon as one hot handsome hunk of a man.
The ride to the regatta site was uneventful and pulling in around 7:30 PM, we unhooked the boat, set up the camper for the night and headed for the opening cocktail party. It was BYOB, unless you were satisfied drinking the rum punch they served by the tumbler. The women\'s auxiliary of the yacht club hosting the regatta had outdone themselves: the munchie and hors d\'oeuvre choice was spectacular. Canned Muzak played in the back- ground until the \young people\ got to the stereo system and things began to cook.
I didn\'t want to get blitzed because there is nothing worse than puking your guts out and then having to crew hungover the next day; so I stuck to my usual three drinks, which got me lit without doing me in. I chatted with people I knew from the racing circuit and danced. At 11, Wynn cut the guy I was slow dancing with and, taking his place, announced that it was bedtime.
\Yes, daddy,\ I jokingly sulked.
Wynn danced me out the door; and, as we walked across the yard, we had the first of our usual pre-race conversations to assure that we would be on the same page in the morning. It was a pretty walk. The moon was full, making that classic poetic silver path across the water.
Now I don\'t credit the phase of the moon entirely, but on the same page competitively, I wondered about, as we drifted across the yard, how we might get in the same bunk affectionately.
In the camper Wynn always slept in his skivvies; and I, in an oversized tee shirt and panties. Not sure how he would react, I took a chance. Leaving my nightshirt in my bag, I waited for Wynn, now in the camper water closet, to finish brushing his teeth.
Opening the door, he came out. Standing only a few feet away, Wynn said smiling and laughing, \Well, that\'s lovely, \ and then sternly, \but what the Hell do you think you are doing? Are you drunk?\
Naked, except for my red panties, I walked to him, put my arms around his neck and whispered, \Wynn, we\'ve been together on this course for seven years. It\'s time for us to come about. I\'m on the pill and no one will ever know except you and me. \
Wynn weakly protested, uttering a soft, \But it\'s not right,\ where upon I kissed him with a generously open mouth; and he responded, gently probing with his tongue. Reaching down, I fondled his package to find his length hardening. His groping my tits was all that I had imagined in my masturbation reveries.
\You are so sexy, Leah, and I have watched you growing up. been so tempted. but I never imagined this possibility, this fantasy, could ever be a reality.\
I helped him strip his tee and pull down his BVD\'s. Then, kneeling in front of him, I began eating his cock.
\Oh, my God. I can\'t believe you\'re sucking my cock,\ he sighed. \I haven\'t had my cock in a woman\'s mouth since before I was married.\
Still stroking his meat with my hand, I met his gaze and breathed, \I love to eat cock. I especially enjoy sucking down a man\'s cum.\
Taking his cock back in my mouth, I consumed its length. He moaned; and, placing his hands on either side of my head, he fucked my mouth.
\I have to stop,\ Wynn gasped, \Or you won\'t get yours.\
He then lifted me to my feet, stripped my panties to the camper floor, and helped me climb up to the double bunk, where he usually sleeps.
\Sit with your legs over the edge so that I can eat your pussy,\ he directed.
My cunt was dripping with my juices. I spread my legs as wide as I could, and Wynn parted my lips and began to lap my vagina and drink my secretions, that poured even more heavily, as I watched him chow down on me. Coming up for air, he told me how sweet my cunt was and how beautifully I had presented myself.
\There it is,\ I heard him say just before he latched on to my bud and began sucking hard.
\Arggggggg!\ I moaned with exquisite pleasure and began to pant as he nibbled and sucked and ground my clit. I put my hand on his head, and I was tempted to mash his face into my cunt, but I resisted. Instead I began to play with my tits. He shoved two fingers into my vagina and finger-fucked me, leading me to vocalize even more strongly. I whined and mewled. Hotter and hotter, higher and higher, closer and closer to climax, I began to buck; and he sent me over the top. I felt myself bloom and I ejaculated. Wynn drank my ambrosia and the first spasms of my O continued for at least ten seconds. And then there were more. I was in full flow.
Lifting his face from my crotch to breathe, he stuttered in amazement, \My God, Leah. I.I.You ejaculated and you\'re still cumming.\
\Oh, yes, yes,\ I gasped out of breath. \You made me come so hard. I\'ve only squirted once before and that guy was extraordinary. Come up here and give me your cock now. I want to drink your cum.\
Wynn joined me on his top bunk, ever close to exploding just from the sight of getting me off so completely. Feathering his rim and frenulum with my tongue, I took him down to the balls and then withdrew up the shaft, tight-lipped, to work on the head of his cock. Then back down to his balls I went. He was fucking my face then strongly; and then, midst groans, he jacked his load. Swallowing every ounce of his semen, I sucked his balls dry.
\Oh, wow, Leah, that was incredible! Thank you so much. I can\'t remember when I\'ve been blown so beautifully or cum so strongly! God, was that good!\
Wynn and I slept the night through together in the top bunk, and in the morning, lying together like spoons, his morning hard-on found my vagina. He fucked me from the rear, giving me a G-spot rub, which I love.
We behaved ourselves during the day racing, but left the Saturday night banquet early. I knew he was married and would not give up his wife and, frankly, I didn\'t want a ready-made family; but we happily agreed that we could be great fuck-buddies for the occasional regatta.
I had crewed as foredeck man for Wynn for 7 years, since I was 16. It was my job to man the jib, set and fly the spinnaker, hang my 130 lb. ass over the rail in heavy weather and crouch motionless by the centerboard trunk when it was calm.
Harry was our spare pair of hands. He adjusted the centerboard, helped me set the spinnaker, helped Wynn handle the main and positioned his ass as the skipper directed, as well. Harry was kind of a playboy. or at least featured himself as one. He would find some lithe honey at the opening get-together and date her for the weekend, meaning they would be at his motel room Friday and Saturday nights, screwing their brains out. Harry was absolutely in his element at regatta; trolling for the Wellfleet, Corinthian and Eastern Point trust fund chics was the sub-sport at hand.
Nonetheless, I\'m sure neither he nor Wynn, for that matter, ever minded watching my ass as I crawled up on the foredeck to set sail, make fast the bowline or lie prostrate, legs spread, to snatch the mooring. Further I knew they both enjoyed seeing the contours of my tits with hardened nipples through my clinging tee shirt when cold spray soaked me. In fact, I was rather pleased that they watched me.
Although, I had always gone to regattas with Wynn and bunked in close quarters, he had never made an inappropriate move towards me. Fifteen years older than I, at 38, he had a wife, two sons and a great career as a corporate VP in finance. But for me, having lost my virginity two years earlier, he rose on the horizon as one hot handsome hunk of a man.
The ride to the regatta site was uneventful and pulling in around 7:30 PM, we unhooked the boat, set up the camper for the night and headed for the opening cocktail party. It was BYOB, unless you were satisfied drinking the rum punch they served by the tumbler. The women\'s auxiliary of the yacht club hosting the regatta had outdone themselves: the munchie and hors d\'oeuvre choice was spectacular. Canned Muzak played in the back- ground until the \young people\ got to the stereo system and things began to cook.
I didn\'t want to get blitzed because there is nothing worse than puking your guts out and then having to crew hungover the next day; so I stuck to my usual three drinks, which got me lit without doing me in. I chatted with people I knew from the racing circuit and danced. At 11, Wynn cut the guy I was slow dancing with and, taking his place, announced that it was bedtime.
\Yes, daddy,\ I jokingly sulked.
Wynn danced me out the door; and, as we walked across the yard, we had the first of our usual pre-race conversations to assure that we would be on the same page in the morning. It was a pretty walk. The moon was full, making that classic poetic silver path across the water.
Now I don\'t credit the phase of the moon entirely, but on the same page competitively, I wondered about, as we drifted across the yard, how we might get in the same bunk affectionately.
In the camper Wynn always slept in his skivvies; and I, in an oversized tee shirt and panties. Not sure how he would react, I took a chance. Leaving my nightshirt in my bag, I waited for Wynn, now in the camper water closet, to finish brushing his teeth.
Opening the door, he came out. Standing only a few feet away, Wynn said smiling and laughing, \Well, that\'s lovely, \ and then sternly, \but what the Hell do you think you are doing? Are you drunk?\
Naked, except for my red panties, I walked to him, put my arms around his neck and whispered, \Wynn, we\'ve been together on this course for seven years. It\'s time for us to come about. I\'m on the pill and no one will ever know except you and me. \
Wynn weakly protested, uttering a soft, \But it\'s not right,\ where upon I kissed him with a generously open mouth; and he responded, gently probing with his tongue. Reaching down, I fondled his package to find his length hardening. His groping my tits was all that I had imagined in my masturbation reveries.
\You are so sexy, Leah, and I have watched you growing up. been so tempted. but I never imagined this possibility, this fantasy, could ever be a reality.\
I helped him strip his tee and pull down his BVD\'s. Then, kneeling in front of him, I began eating his cock.
\Oh, my God. I can\'t believe you\'re sucking my cock,\ he sighed. \I haven\'t had my cock in a woman\'s mouth since before I was married.\
Still stroking his meat with my hand, I met his gaze and breathed, \I love to eat cock. I especially enjoy sucking down a man\'s cum.\
Taking his cock back in my mouth, I consumed its length. He moaned; and, placing his hands on either side of my head, he fucked my mouth.
\I have to stop,\ Wynn gasped, \Or you won\'t get yours.\
He then lifted me to my feet, stripped my panties to the camper floor, and helped me climb up to the double bunk, where he usually sleeps.
\Sit with your legs over the edge so that I can eat your pussy,\ he directed.
My cunt was dripping with my juices. I spread my legs as wide as I could, and Wynn parted my lips and began to lap my vagina and drink my secretions, that poured even more heavily, as I watched him chow down on me. Coming up for air, he told me how sweet my cunt was and how beautifully I had presented myself.
\There it is,\ I heard him say just before he latched on to my bud and began sucking hard.
\Arggggggg!\ I moaned with exquisite pleasure and began to pant as he nibbled and sucked and ground my clit. I put my hand on his head, and I was tempted to mash his face into my cunt, but I resisted. Instead I began to play with my tits. He shoved two fingers into my vagina and finger-fucked me, leading me to vocalize even more strongly. I whined and mewled. Hotter and hotter, higher and higher, closer and closer to climax, I began to buck; and he sent me over the top. I felt myself bloom and I ejaculated. Wynn drank my ambrosia and the first spasms of my O continued for at least ten seconds. And then there were more. I was in full flow.
Lifting his face from my crotch to breathe, he stuttered in amazement, \My God, Leah. I.I.You ejaculated and you\'re still cumming.\
\Oh, yes, yes,\ I gasped out of breath. \You made me come so hard. I\'ve only squirted once before and that guy was extraordinary. Come up here and give me your cock now. I want to drink your cum.\
Wynn joined me on his top bunk, ever close to exploding just from the sight of getting me off so completely. Feathering his rim and frenulum with my tongue, I took him down to the balls and then withdrew up the shaft, tight-lipped, to work on the head of his cock. Then back down to his balls I went. He was fucking my face then strongly; and then, midst groans, he jacked his load. Swallowing every ounce of his semen, I sucked his balls dry.
\Oh, wow, Leah, that was incredible! Thank you so much. I can\'t remember when I\'ve been blown so beautifully or cum so strongly! God, was that good!\
Wynn and I slept the night through together in the top bunk, and in the morning, lying together like spoons, his morning hard-on found my vagina. He fucked me from the rear, giving me a G-spot rub, which I love.
We behaved ourselves during the day racing, but left the Saturday night banquet early. I knew he was married and would not give up his wife and, frankly, I didn\'t want a ready-made family; but we happily agreed that we could be great fuck-buddies for the occasional regatta.
Part 3 of Red Doors
Remembering in the beginning I recalled an exciting overwhelming feeling as each new client came. The money stopped my financial burdens instantly. Having been with Thomas everyday I was enjoying a far wider social life.
Juggling the ER schedule with my Therapy was a tough one. I didn\'t mention that I was involved in Sex Therapy to any fellow students. Awkward wouldn\'t be the half of it if they found out my involvement.
The cases never came to fast never seemed to be a lack of them either. Sitting in on the sessions were extremely beneficial for my part of the five week therapy.
I would sit some nights and try to remember my life without this in it. I was always harried, pushed for money, lack of sleep. It was every med student\'s night mare. I didn\'t have to get moon lighting jobs any longer, I was financially stable.
I was working with a master on Sexual Therapy. Any new innovative therapy was generally coming from his practice. Thomas never spoke about the sexual side of mine. I assumed he didn\'t care actually. His sessions were exhilarating each case history was spell binding.
I was laying back in the bath tub awaiting for the new client to come in. I enjoyed the whole process from session one to the nights like tonight. Being with Robert tonight would be an exciting challenge.
My mind started to drift when I heard a knocking on the door. I was covered completely with soap suds.
\Yes,\ I hollered out.
\It\'s Thomas, Abigail are you decent?\ He sounded a little perplexed.
I looked around saw that I was completely covered before I answered him back.
\Yes, Yes, Thomas I am covered. You may come in.\ I said with a little alarm in my voice.
The door opened gingerly but he stepped in stood by the door. I could see he was distressed which threw me. Thomas never looked anything but calm. Tonight he was pale.
\I just heard that our session tonight was canceled. There was an automobile accident involving Robert. Sherry called from the hospital she thinks he will be released tomorrow morning.\ Thomas spoke quietly.
I noted he was uncomfortable being in the bath as I was naked. Or perhaps I wanted him nervous. I looked upon his face seeing the gentleness he possessed I could tell their accident was throwing him off tonight.
\Well, Thomas tomorrow will be fine they are in good hands. I think Martin is on call so they will be getting superb care. Thank you for letting me know, though.\
I said with compassion.
He didn\'t make a move to leave. I sat there covered in bubbles but they were starting to evaporate. He was looking at me, I thought just do it Thomas. Just do it ask me out. Or walk over here and kiss me. Or anything or everything. I had to work hard to try and keep myself sane around him.
I knew he was twenty some years older than I. That didn\'t matter to me. I knew that he was my professor that also didn\'t matter to me.
His body was struggling for him to do the right thing. Which for him would be to turn around leave as quietly as possible. Yet, he stood there looking at me with eyes I couldn\'t read.
\Thomas is there anything else you want to say?\ I regretted those words as I heard them leave my mouth.
Thomas didn\'t need me. I would be a hindrance in his eyes. I would cause way to many headaches for him. I sounded like I expected him to give his undying love to me this very moment.
His hand touched the door knob he turned but then stopped. Looking at me he smiled as he winked at me.
\Abigail you are a dangerous woman. The young man that wins your heart will be forever left off balanced by you. Your beautiful, intelligent, remarkably the best
sex therapist ever was known. I look upon your beauty right now I regret one thing, I regret I am not a man of youth.\ His voice trailed as he opened the door and left me.
I was sitting there mouth open he just said all these wonderful things then he left. He just left! I was so angry I threw the loofah at the closed door. My mind was reeling so when I heard Thomas laugh I was caught off balanced.
\Don\'t throw wet loofahs at wooden doors, they make such messes.\ His voice broke out laughing.
I was so enraged I could just spit. Then I looked at the water running down the door and I had to laugh. Thomas was a challenge in many ways. Hearing the nice things he said gave me a little encouragement.
\Don\'t worry Thomas I will clean it up. Oh and by the way thank you for noticing me.\ I laughed harder.
His office light was on when I had left the bath. I thought I should just knock then walk in there and drop my robe. Make him see my nudity maybe he would become inflamed by the sight. I did walk past his door but quietly walked on.
I was almost ready to leave when the electricity flickered. The lights were off but the generator didn\'t kick in. I knew I had a flashlight some where on my desk. I was scrounging around for it when a beam of light kissed my shoulder ever so lightly.
\Lights out.\ Thomas said with authority. His large frame filled the door way.
\Yes, I can see that Thomas.\ I teased him. \'Perhaps they will come on right away.\ I whispered.
\No, I don\'t think so the whole city is down. It\'s much to dangerous to leave here to try to drive Abigail.\ He spoke calmly.
We stood close to one another neither of us speaking. I was sure he could hear my heart beat. I could have reached out and touched his face so easily. His cologne was intoxicating. If he would only lean a little towards me we could kiss a kiss of innocence.
I was standing there wanting that kiss. Not knowing how to get it though. As I felt his body move I thought he is going to kiss me. I was so excited I closed my eyes waiting for that touch. I could feel his body leaning in I was becoming so light headed. This was it. This was the kiss that would allow us to go on see what could be for us?
All of a sudden I had a bright light blaring into my eyes. I opened them to find Thomas was leaning towards me but he was reaching past me. He was thisclose so I stood there. Waiting for this momentous kiss.
\Abigail your flash light was under the text book. Here I got it for you. Let me turn it on for you.\ Thomas was spoke.
I was fuming inside a stupid flash light. Well, this was it. No more wanting his kiss no more thinking I wanted him. I was done. I was so done with him that I took the flash light and turned on my heel left the room.
Many years past that out break of chilled passion. Thomas had me he didn\'t know it, but he had me.
I sat here recalling the cases that I had learned my lessons in life. Some were a mere knot in the tapestry of life. Some were major stitches that touched me so deeply. I know the general consensual outlook on sex therapy was it was a sleazy
profession.
People were living longer which made sexual relationships very basic and important in their daily life. They were having sex later and later in their years.
A marriage was a process of daily giving and taking. Ask each partner and the really good ones would say I give my 110 all the time. Their partners would say the same thing the key word was \'give\'.
I leaned back into my chair closing my eyes for a moment to regain my strength.
\Abigail are you sleeping?\ Thomas spoke softly.
\Hhhhmmmm yes sound asleep, Thomas.\ I answered with teasing in my voice.
His voice did wonderful things to me. His words could bring me such happiness he was a gentle man. There even times when I could be saddened by his voice.
I should remember reminiscing was dangerous for me. I learned from the master
I absorbed every nuance. Knowing with each couple there was always something to learn to keep.
Checking the time I realized I had to start getting ready for Robert. He had been cleared from a head concussion we resumed the therapy. Thomas had been withdrawn all day. I had learned to leave him to his thoughts. It seemed to be much more different his demeanor as of late.
Looking into the full length mirror I was able to see and appreciate my appearance for tonight. I had picked soft tones of pastel colors. The corset was tight enough to take two inches off my stomach. It laid flat upon my lower stomach across my hip bones. Pale pink satin with lace along with satin ties it gave a pure look. My garter was sitting low on my hips it was a pale pink floral design.
Up high on my thighs were lace frilly ruffled stockings pale white. As I slipped my feet into my slippers I looked at the complete picture. I was let me see I was a girlie girl woman in pink.
Braiding my hair I was seeing the total look I was portraying. Feminine softly demure, womanly without aggressive behavior. Turning slowly I was impressed of how this came out.
I went into the bed room for the last minute touches. Making everything picture perfect for tonight.
Robert and Sherry 0314-51
Looking at the folder I was able to see what Robert and Sherry was like.
She read well on paper. Her life seemed to be one big conference. Traveled extensively for business. Was an only child. Married late in life. Three children
all in middle school. Had every degree that was possible. High powered executive
decisions made by her.
So what was missing? She was on the fast track soaring high on business acumen.
He read well too. His life was quite casual against her. He was a free lance writer. Rarely traveled took care of home and children. He had been on the fast track but it looked like he had given it up after the kids were born. He had ten brothers and sisters. Loved family gatherings.
He looked like he had become a house husband. Yet, with Sherry\'s full support in doing so.
So what was the nucleus of this couples problems? Well due to an auto accident we would get our chance later this afternoon.
As they arrived they were walking close but not touching. The door chimes told us they were here with ten minutes to spare. I enjoyed being the one that opened the door. I enjoyed looking at their demeanor as they approached the office.
She was in a three piece gray pin striped suit with two inch heels. Her hair had been cut rather short almost mannish in appearance. No makeup yet quite pretty.
No jewelry but a watch I noted that was a Rolex time piece.
Robert was in a casual suit with a sport shirt no tie. His hair was mussy but then he seemed to be comfortable with dressy casual clothing. He made constant eye contact seemed to enjoy talking.
\Well, Robert I am glad to see you made it out of the hospital in one piece.\ Thomas spoke as they sat down.
Robert smiled dazzling smile cleared his throat and crossed his legs. He leaned a little forward but kept his legs crossed.
\It was a very nice hospital actually. It was a freakish accident something that I am sure could have been prevented. But here we are.\ Robert said with a big grin on his face.
Sherry seemed to have little to say about anything. But I knew people seemed to need to gather their thoughts before plunging into therapy. Boy was I wrong.
\Robert wouldn\'t have been hurt if he could have remembered where he placed the contract for the rental car. His job was to make sure that this was the right car for the right price.\ Sherry spoke as though she had parted with wisdom.
Robert looked at her smiled uncrossed his legs.
\Once again Sherry I am not the errand boy for you. Nor the keeper of all things
contractual for you.\ Robert was a little edgy.
Sherry seemed to not notice his demeanor. Then she set there her cell phone rang. Jumping up she answered it with no fan fare or care about the rest of us in the room. She had raised her voice some, hung the phone up looked at us like where were we?
Thomas sat there ever calm exterior kept his fingers clasped waiting for the next person to speak.
\I cannot believe I am going to have to do this from here. My secretary is just a helpless soul without my constant guidance. Nothing gets done without me seeing to it. By the way Robert did you remember to stop the newspaper delivery? God I hope so.\ Sherry spoke with little care to how she abruptly ended the session.
\Sherry you shouldn\'t be so rude.\ Robert sounded exasperated.
Sherry looked up like what did I do that was rude? She had managed to twice make Robert look dumb. Unable to do anything correct.
\Robert don\'t be so touchy. It\'s not necessary to get pouty.\ Sherry casually spoke.
Robert was smiling yet he was upset. His body language was saying he was mad as hell. Thomas was quiet more than usual.
\Dr. William, Sherry is overbearing, demanding she directs everything in our life.
It\'s blending into our bedroom now. I am here for something you might not be able to fix. I want to be the man in this marriage. Inside of my bedroom I want to be the dominant one.\ Robert said with force.
Sherry seemed to not notice his change. She fidgeted with her cell phone played with her watch.
\Sherry will you listen?\ Robert shouted loudly.
\Robert when you raise your voice I quit listening.\ Sherry was condescending in her domineering attitude.
\Well, Sherry I want a woman a soft loving women in my bedroom. I want you in one room of our home to be a feminine woman.\ Robert sounded exasperated.
\Robert we have gone through this how many times? You know my personality its not submissive to any man nor woman.\ Sherry cleared her throat. Almost yawned she was so clueless.
The therapy sessions were enormously trying. They seemed to not be able to connect upon any level. She wanted everything the way she wanted it. He was just asking to have one room where he could be in charge. Listening to her over bearing personality I was amazed at his patience. So they found a compromise she was hesitant but she willingly agreed upon the outcome.
I was standing there dressed like a feminine woman, all soft sensual delicately.
We had discussed the bedroom as being a place that Sherry would willingly be more subservient. It was a tough compromise she was a tough nut to crack.
Hearing voices I knew they had arrived meaning for me to go out to meet them. Looking at the bedroom, I saw the place was adoringly feminine. Now to get the
evening started. Slipping my robe on I walked out to the foyer.
Sherry was looking at her watch as I slipped up behind them. Thomas was speaking to Robert about the evening. Robert looked a little annoyed at Sherry she wasn\'t noticing. She seemed to be put out by the whole session tonight.
Thomas had asked her not to have her cell phone with her. Sherry looked stricken with fear. Reluctantly she gave it to Thomas.
\Shall we proceed Robert?\ I asked quietly.
He turned towards me smiled broadly seemed to be ready to venture into the red doors. I enjoyed the walk to the bedroom. It gave us a little time to speak before the bedroom was entered.
\You look quite ravishing tonight Abigail.\ Robert was cordial. His manner was relaxed.
\Thank you Robert.\ I spoke with a calm voice.
I realized that in doing this I really enjoyed it. I was never a big one on dating yet having sex with almost strangers were titillating. I worried I wouldn\'t be able to be intimate with the patient. I shouldn\'t have worried, it was intoxicating.
\Please Robert come inside.\ I spoke as I opened the bedroom.
When the doors opened I heard him whistle low. He stepped inside with caution.
As I closed the doors behind us he walked towards the bed.
\Abigail this is so beautiful I would even say its the most erotic room I have seen in my life. Everything is made for sensual senses to be touched. You know what a man would love.\ Robert spoke as he was taking off his shirt.
I walked towards him swinging my hips, keeping my eyes locked onto his. He dropped his shirt onto the floor. I stopped walking slowly dropped my robe so he could see my lingerie.
\Oh Abigail what a beautiful sight. You look like an angel. Come to me.\ He whispered.
I truly felt vulnerable I stepped towards him he sat on the bed just to watch me walk. I could see he was pleased by my lingerie.
\You like Robert? You like the color? The softness? You want me to walk closer so you can feel me?\ I whispered deep in my throat. I looked down tilted my head and looked at him with a smile.
\Oh yes very much. I want to touch you Abigail, touch you with passions.\ Robert leaned back a little as he undid his slacks.
I walked to him but stood just out from his reach. I stopped turned slowly so he could see that I was all soft pink.
\You want to touch me Robert? Let me come closer so you can be able to touch which is yours?\ I spoke low.
\Mmmm Abigail you are soo feminine all woman. I am so blown away by this whole
evening.\ He spoke as he lowered his slacks and I saw he wasn\'t wearing boxers.
My eyes looked enjoying his physique, he was extremely built. His trim waist his broad shoulder he was handsome. He stood up reached out for me bringing me to him. I got all bashful all of a sudden laid my head upon his chest. He wrapped his arms around me.
\Oh Abigail that\'s okay. I just enjoy holding you close, you don\'t need to be embarrassed.\ He said as he started to drop his hands onto my ass.
His hands closed upon my ass cheeks massaging them. I was feeling more excited.
\Robert you want me to touch you, now? Like this?\ I said lowering my hands down around his waist.
\Let me touch you Robert please? Let me feel your cock let me touch you okay?\
I quietly begged. \I mean Robert you need to tell me how you want me to touch you, okay\ I whispered
Robert was enjoying me asking for his directions. His body relaxed yet he was beginning to be aroused deeply. His body was telling me he was becoming the dominant one in this bedroom. I catered to his desires, yet keeping mine alive.
\I want to touch you Robert. Let me show you the way a woman can love her man.\
I spoke walking him backwards.
\Mmmmm Abigail be careful you might get fucked.\ Robert said with determination. \I would love to see how you love your man.\ His head thrown back
he was smiling.
\Well, may I touch your cock? I want to feel its power its strength its noble head
the ridge is so huge.\ I didn\'t dare touch before he allowed me the permission.
His body lowered onto the bed. He kept his eyes open watching me with interest. Making me feel a little shy.
\Yes, please touch me Abigail, touch my cock.\ He smiled broadly.
My hands reached his cock with the gentleness of a submissive woman. I looked into his eyes smiled with my lips. I was touching his cock with passions he had inflamed in me. The feelings were genuine I was feeling passions in my pussy. His
body was lain out before me.
\I need to touch you Robert, I truly need to touch your cock.\ I said with hesitation in my voice.
Robert was allowing me to touch him with passions just under the surface. I wanted him to be aware the fact was I wanted him to know he was in charge. It was meant to be that way. I wouldn\'t do anything without his approval. Besides men love being the dominant person in sexual forays.
\Abigail tell me you want me.\ His voice was shaking. \Tell me I am the only man you will ever want, need, or love.\ His voice was raspy.
Robert was pleading with his eyes to be completely wanted with passions. His body was straight out on the bed. I got upon the bed with my eyes looking into his ice blue eyes. I didn\'t say a word yet laying next to him his body responded.
He kissed me with a butterfly touch upon a rose. His lips were soft yet exploring
mine. His lips brought me into the next level of being sensually stroked. He pulled me to him with a softness, bordering on an urgent need. I was allowing him to be the aggressor, he initiated every single move. His tongue explored my mouth making me whimper into a moan.
\Mmmm yes Robert this is wonderful.\ I said with a whispered voice.
His tongue started down my neck with its tip he made paths down off my shoulders. We hadn\'t a care in the world time was ours. He licked, sucked and kissed my shoulders moving down to my collar bone. I was being kissed, licked into ecstasy.
His lips moved across my flesh with utter abandon nothing was rushed. His lips were on their way to my breasts. He took my satin ties and slowly untied my corset. He managed to open it with a steady hand. I smiled he was very thorough
with opening each eyelet.
His hands were dancing upon my skin with light strokes. As he unfastened the last eyelet my breasts seem to float upon his chest. His eyes were sensuously taking my nudity in.
His head was down as he buried his face upon my cleavage. I heard him moan knowing he had sparked my passions upon his. Slowly he brought the right breast into his mouth massaging the left, with his hand.
It caused me to throw my head back moaning ever so lightly. I was lost between his tongue and lips his breast play was magnificently making me wet. I was stunned at his lips and tongue how they played upon my exposed flesh.
Just as I was relaxing wanting this to never end, he started moving down the center of my body. I was in such a state that I almost pulled him back up. His head kept moving down.down.down. He got as far as my navel until I felt him moving further down.
I was so aroused I wanted to shove his face into my throbbing pussy. His head was moving but not fast enough. I laughed at myself, I would really do him injustice to rush him along. I felt him around my pubic bone before he opened my legs so he could see what I was all about.
\Nice Abigail a very beautiful pussy.\ His laughter was like hearing wind chimes on a slightly windy day. \I see you are wet, would you enjoy me licking you dry?\
His voice was teasing.
\Mmmmm Robert I may be wet, but with you there it will never get dry.\ I laughed as his head buried inside my pussy.
His first touch of my outer lips caused me to scream out. Pulling them stretching them out was so erotic. He carefully went around my pussy so as to not touch my clit. My clit had awakened with a hardness quite pleasantly pain filled. I was very aroused by his attention to my soft womanly folds.
\My oh my Abigail are you hurting? He laughed as he took a finger flicking at my clit.
\Well, Robert I am hurting will you help me? Please?\ I spoke with my voice cracking a little.
He looked me in my eyes smiling he ran his fingers inside my inner lips. Graced my clit ever so lightly I jerked from the electrical feeling. He did it again this time tapping upon my clit. I was moving towards his mouth, shoving my pussy into his face.
He tapped, blew, then finally he brought it into his mouth. I was stunned at the sensation that blew through me. I grabbed his hair shoving my pussy into his face.
\Oh, fuck Robert please please.help me cum?\ I begged him.
His tongue was dancing upon my pussy quick jabs long licks, over and over again. Assaulting my inner body with sensations I had never felt this intense.
\Roberrtttttttttt nowwwww I iiiiiii ammmm this is.no waittttttt moreerrrrr ohhh fuckkkk meeee now!\ I was shouting so loud he stopped to make sure I was okay.
Robert was pelting me with erotic sensations. He was making my flesh feel on fire. His hands were working my nipples as his tongue wiped against my pussy.
\I can see where I would never lick you dry.\ He laughed just that moment I screamed out I was cumming.
\Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh noooooo waaaaayyyy innn hellllllll stopppp thisssss a minuteeeee.\ I lost my sound.
My eyes rolled backwards my knees snapped almost shut but Robert was holding on to my clit. His tongue owned me right at this time. His bobbing head was over powering my whole being.
His body moved so quickly where his fat cock was pushing into my pussy. His cock was spreading my lips wider. He kept his body weight on his elbows as he was pussy pounding me to orgasm. Every time he pumped he took my body by pressing my head down, shoving it down to meet his grinding cock.
Piston pumping his hips were moving so hard I was screaming into his chest. Nothing not even a tornado would part us at this point of fucking. Nothing would interfere with his fucking me senseless. His teeth was grinding hard making every motion count.
He was sweating right along with me. His sweat and scent was wafting up to meet mine. We were glistening with sex hormones. We were fighting to stay fucking with each other. As we moved in unison we both knew this wouldn\'t last. We were building up to one hell of an orgasm.
His ripped through his body like a 220 charge of current. His body was convulsing with a rhythm that fought mine. We couldn\'t stop we were on that sexual high.
\Oooooohhhhhhh babbbbbbbbyyyyyyy Iiiiiiiii needdddddeddddd youuuuu sooo muchhhhh nowwwww!\ He managed to scream before he felt the next wave slamming in.
\Mmmmmeeeeee tooooooo00000 nothinggggggg betterrrr thannnnnnn fucking dirty sexxxxxxx!\ I lost my voice half way through.
As the orgasms subsided we were left limp. Not daring to move his cock was so sensitive he would have cried. My moving was out of the question I was there with no spine left.
He lowered his head upon my breasts and smiled at me. I looked at his face knowing he was content. It was a softer moment for us. We laid there for awhile until our hearts were beating normally.
Remembering that was a tender memory for me. They pulled their marriage away from the divorce courts. She was never to answer a phone near their bedroom. She was to never be rushed, in fact she stepped down from the high powered life style.
They bought a winery and opened a bed and breakfast on the West coast. We got an announcement. It read \Welcome to the Red Door\'s Inn.\
Juggling the ER schedule with my Therapy was a tough one. I didn\'t mention that I was involved in Sex Therapy to any fellow students. Awkward wouldn\'t be the half of it if they found out my involvement.
The cases never came to fast never seemed to be a lack of them either. Sitting in on the sessions were extremely beneficial for my part of the five week therapy.
I would sit some nights and try to remember my life without this in it. I was always harried, pushed for money, lack of sleep. It was every med student\'s night mare. I didn\'t have to get moon lighting jobs any longer, I was financially stable.
I was working with a master on Sexual Therapy. Any new innovative therapy was generally coming from his practice. Thomas never spoke about the sexual side of mine. I assumed he didn\'t care actually. His sessions were exhilarating each case history was spell binding.
I was laying back in the bath tub awaiting for the new client to come in. I enjoyed the whole process from session one to the nights like tonight. Being with Robert tonight would be an exciting challenge.
My mind started to drift when I heard a knocking on the door. I was covered completely with soap suds.
\Yes,\ I hollered out.
\It\'s Thomas, Abigail are you decent?\ He sounded a little perplexed.
I looked around saw that I was completely covered before I answered him back.
\Yes, Yes, Thomas I am covered. You may come in.\ I said with a little alarm in my voice.
The door opened gingerly but he stepped in stood by the door. I could see he was distressed which threw me. Thomas never looked anything but calm. Tonight he was pale.
\I just heard that our session tonight was canceled. There was an automobile accident involving Robert. Sherry called from the hospital she thinks he will be released tomorrow morning.\ Thomas spoke quietly.
I noted he was uncomfortable being in the bath as I was naked. Or perhaps I wanted him nervous. I looked upon his face seeing the gentleness he possessed I could tell their accident was throwing him off tonight.
\Well, Thomas tomorrow will be fine they are in good hands. I think Martin is on call so they will be getting superb care. Thank you for letting me know, though.\
I said with compassion.
He didn\'t make a move to leave. I sat there covered in bubbles but they were starting to evaporate. He was looking at me, I thought just do it Thomas. Just do it ask me out. Or walk over here and kiss me. Or anything or everything. I had to work hard to try and keep myself sane around him.
I knew he was twenty some years older than I. That didn\'t matter to me. I knew that he was my professor that also didn\'t matter to me.
His body was struggling for him to do the right thing. Which for him would be to turn around leave as quietly as possible. Yet, he stood there looking at me with eyes I couldn\'t read.
\Thomas is there anything else you want to say?\ I regretted those words as I heard them leave my mouth.
Thomas didn\'t need me. I would be a hindrance in his eyes. I would cause way to many headaches for him. I sounded like I expected him to give his undying love to me this very moment.
His hand touched the door knob he turned but then stopped. Looking at me he smiled as he winked at me.
\Abigail you are a dangerous woman. The young man that wins your heart will be forever left off balanced by you. Your beautiful, intelligent, remarkably the best
sex therapist ever was known. I look upon your beauty right now I regret one thing, I regret I am not a man of youth.\ His voice trailed as he opened the door and left me.
I was sitting there mouth open he just said all these wonderful things then he left. He just left! I was so angry I threw the loofah at the closed door. My mind was reeling so when I heard Thomas laugh I was caught off balanced.
\Don\'t throw wet loofahs at wooden doors, they make such messes.\ His voice broke out laughing.
I was so enraged I could just spit. Then I looked at the water running down the door and I had to laugh. Thomas was a challenge in many ways. Hearing the nice things he said gave me a little encouragement.
\Don\'t worry Thomas I will clean it up. Oh and by the way thank you for noticing me.\ I laughed harder.
His office light was on when I had left the bath. I thought I should just knock then walk in there and drop my robe. Make him see my nudity maybe he would become inflamed by the sight. I did walk past his door but quietly walked on.
I was almost ready to leave when the electricity flickered. The lights were off but the generator didn\'t kick in. I knew I had a flashlight some where on my desk. I was scrounging around for it when a beam of light kissed my shoulder ever so lightly.
\Lights out.\ Thomas said with authority. His large frame filled the door way.
\Yes, I can see that Thomas.\ I teased him. \'Perhaps they will come on right away.\ I whispered.
\No, I don\'t think so the whole city is down. It\'s much to dangerous to leave here to try to drive Abigail.\ He spoke calmly.
We stood close to one another neither of us speaking. I was sure he could hear my heart beat. I could have reached out and touched his face so easily. His cologne was intoxicating. If he would only lean a little towards me we could kiss a kiss of innocence.
I was standing there wanting that kiss. Not knowing how to get it though. As I felt his body move I thought he is going to kiss me. I was so excited I closed my eyes waiting for that touch. I could feel his body leaning in I was becoming so light headed. This was it. This was the kiss that would allow us to go on see what could be for us?
All of a sudden I had a bright light blaring into my eyes. I opened them to find Thomas was leaning towards me but he was reaching past me. He was thisclose so I stood there. Waiting for this momentous kiss.
\Abigail your flash light was under the text book. Here I got it for you. Let me turn it on for you.\ Thomas was spoke.
I was fuming inside a stupid flash light. Well, this was it. No more wanting his kiss no more thinking I wanted him. I was done. I was so done with him that I took the flash light and turned on my heel left the room.
Many years past that out break of chilled passion. Thomas had me he didn\'t know it, but he had me.
I sat here recalling the cases that I had learned my lessons in life. Some were a mere knot in the tapestry of life. Some were major stitches that touched me so deeply. I know the general consensual outlook on sex therapy was it was a sleazy
profession.
People were living longer which made sexual relationships very basic and important in their daily life. They were having sex later and later in their years.
A marriage was a process of daily giving and taking. Ask each partner and the really good ones would say I give my 110 all the time. Their partners would say the same thing the key word was \'give\'.
I leaned back into my chair closing my eyes for a moment to regain my strength.
\Abigail are you sleeping?\ Thomas spoke softly.
\Hhhhmmmm yes sound asleep, Thomas.\ I answered with teasing in my voice.
His voice did wonderful things to me. His words could bring me such happiness he was a gentle man. There even times when I could be saddened by his voice.
I should remember reminiscing was dangerous for me. I learned from the master
I absorbed every nuance. Knowing with each couple there was always something to learn to keep.
Checking the time I realized I had to start getting ready for Robert. He had been cleared from a head concussion we resumed the therapy. Thomas had been withdrawn all day. I had learned to leave him to his thoughts. It seemed to be much more different his demeanor as of late.
Looking into the full length mirror I was able to see and appreciate my appearance for tonight. I had picked soft tones of pastel colors. The corset was tight enough to take two inches off my stomach. It laid flat upon my lower stomach across my hip bones. Pale pink satin with lace along with satin ties it gave a pure look. My garter was sitting low on my hips it was a pale pink floral design.
Up high on my thighs were lace frilly ruffled stockings pale white. As I slipped my feet into my slippers I looked at the complete picture. I was let me see I was a girlie girl woman in pink.
Braiding my hair I was seeing the total look I was portraying. Feminine softly demure, womanly without aggressive behavior. Turning slowly I was impressed of how this came out.
I went into the bed room for the last minute touches. Making everything picture perfect for tonight.
Robert and Sherry 0314-51
Looking at the folder I was able to see what Robert and Sherry was like.
She read well on paper. Her life seemed to be one big conference. Traveled extensively for business. Was an only child. Married late in life. Three children
all in middle school. Had every degree that was possible. High powered executive
decisions made by her.
So what was missing? She was on the fast track soaring high on business acumen.
He read well too. His life was quite casual against her. He was a free lance writer. Rarely traveled took care of home and children. He had been on the fast track but it looked like he had given it up after the kids were born. He had ten brothers and sisters. Loved family gatherings.
He looked like he had become a house husband. Yet, with Sherry\'s full support in doing so.
So what was the nucleus of this couples problems? Well due to an auto accident we would get our chance later this afternoon.
As they arrived they were walking close but not touching. The door chimes told us they were here with ten minutes to spare. I enjoyed being the one that opened the door. I enjoyed looking at their demeanor as they approached the office.
She was in a three piece gray pin striped suit with two inch heels. Her hair had been cut rather short almost mannish in appearance. No makeup yet quite pretty.
No jewelry but a watch I noted that was a Rolex time piece.
Robert was in a casual suit with a sport shirt no tie. His hair was mussy but then he seemed to be comfortable with dressy casual clothing. He made constant eye contact seemed to enjoy talking.
\Well, Robert I am glad to see you made it out of the hospital in one piece.\ Thomas spoke as they sat down.
Robert smiled dazzling smile cleared his throat and crossed his legs. He leaned a little forward but kept his legs crossed.
\It was a very nice hospital actually. It was a freakish accident something that I am sure could have been prevented. But here we are.\ Robert said with a big grin on his face.
Sherry seemed to have little to say about anything. But I knew people seemed to need to gather their thoughts before plunging into therapy. Boy was I wrong.
\Robert wouldn\'t have been hurt if he could have remembered where he placed the contract for the rental car. His job was to make sure that this was the right car for the right price.\ Sherry spoke as though she had parted with wisdom.
Robert looked at her smiled uncrossed his legs.
\Once again Sherry I am not the errand boy for you. Nor the keeper of all things
contractual for you.\ Robert was a little edgy.
Sherry seemed to not notice his demeanor. Then she set there her cell phone rang. Jumping up she answered it with no fan fare or care about the rest of us in the room. She had raised her voice some, hung the phone up looked at us like where were we?
Thomas sat there ever calm exterior kept his fingers clasped waiting for the next person to speak.
\I cannot believe I am going to have to do this from here. My secretary is just a helpless soul without my constant guidance. Nothing gets done without me seeing to it. By the way Robert did you remember to stop the newspaper delivery? God I hope so.\ Sherry spoke with little care to how she abruptly ended the session.
\Sherry you shouldn\'t be so rude.\ Robert sounded exasperated.
Sherry looked up like what did I do that was rude? She had managed to twice make Robert look dumb. Unable to do anything correct.
\Robert don\'t be so touchy. It\'s not necessary to get pouty.\ Sherry casually spoke.
Robert was smiling yet he was upset. His body language was saying he was mad as hell. Thomas was quiet more than usual.
\Dr. William, Sherry is overbearing, demanding she directs everything in our life.
It\'s blending into our bedroom now. I am here for something you might not be able to fix. I want to be the man in this marriage. Inside of my bedroom I want to be the dominant one.\ Robert said with force.
Sherry seemed to not notice his change. She fidgeted with her cell phone played with her watch.
\Sherry will you listen?\ Robert shouted loudly.
\Robert when you raise your voice I quit listening.\ Sherry was condescending in her domineering attitude.
\Well, Sherry I want a woman a soft loving women in my bedroom. I want you in one room of our home to be a feminine woman.\ Robert sounded exasperated.
\Robert we have gone through this how many times? You know my personality its not submissive to any man nor woman.\ Sherry cleared her throat. Almost yawned she was so clueless.
The therapy sessions were enormously trying. They seemed to not be able to connect upon any level. She wanted everything the way she wanted it. He was just asking to have one room where he could be in charge. Listening to her over bearing personality I was amazed at his patience. So they found a compromise she was hesitant but she willingly agreed upon the outcome.
I was standing there dressed like a feminine woman, all soft sensual delicately.
We had discussed the bedroom as being a place that Sherry would willingly be more subservient. It was a tough compromise she was a tough nut to crack.
Hearing voices I knew they had arrived meaning for me to go out to meet them. Looking at the bedroom, I saw the place was adoringly feminine. Now to get the
evening started. Slipping my robe on I walked out to the foyer.
Sherry was looking at her watch as I slipped up behind them. Thomas was speaking to Robert about the evening. Robert looked a little annoyed at Sherry she wasn\'t noticing. She seemed to be put out by the whole session tonight.
Thomas had asked her not to have her cell phone with her. Sherry looked stricken with fear. Reluctantly she gave it to Thomas.
\Shall we proceed Robert?\ I asked quietly.
He turned towards me smiled broadly seemed to be ready to venture into the red doors. I enjoyed the walk to the bedroom. It gave us a little time to speak before the bedroom was entered.
\You look quite ravishing tonight Abigail.\ Robert was cordial. His manner was relaxed.
\Thank you Robert.\ I spoke with a calm voice.
I realized that in doing this I really enjoyed it. I was never a big one on dating yet having sex with almost strangers were titillating. I worried I wouldn\'t be able to be intimate with the patient. I shouldn\'t have worried, it was intoxicating.
\Please Robert come inside.\ I spoke as I opened the bedroom.
When the doors opened I heard him whistle low. He stepped inside with caution.
As I closed the doors behind us he walked towards the bed.
\Abigail this is so beautiful I would even say its the most erotic room I have seen in my life. Everything is made for sensual senses to be touched. You know what a man would love.\ Robert spoke as he was taking off his shirt.
I walked towards him swinging my hips, keeping my eyes locked onto his. He dropped his shirt onto the floor. I stopped walking slowly dropped my robe so he could see my lingerie.
\Oh Abigail what a beautiful sight. You look like an angel. Come to me.\ He whispered.
I truly felt vulnerable I stepped towards him he sat on the bed just to watch me walk. I could see he was pleased by my lingerie.
\You like Robert? You like the color? The softness? You want me to walk closer so you can feel me?\ I whispered deep in my throat. I looked down tilted my head and looked at him with a smile.
\Oh yes very much. I want to touch you Abigail, touch you with passions.\ Robert leaned back a little as he undid his slacks.
I walked to him but stood just out from his reach. I stopped turned slowly so he could see that I was all soft pink.
\You want to touch me Robert? Let me come closer so you can be able to touch which is yours?\ I spoke low.
\Mmmm Abigail you are soo feminine all woman. I am so blown away by this whole
evening.\ He spoke as he lowered his slacks and I saw he wasn\'t wearing boxers.
My eyes looked enjoying his physique, he was extremely built. His trim waist his broad shoulder he was handsome. He stood up reached out for me bringing me to him. I got all bashful all of a sudden laid my head upon his chest. He wrapped his arms around me.
\Oh Abigail that\'s okay. I just enjoy holding you close, you don\'t need to be embarrassed.\ He said as he started to drop his hands onto my ass.
His hands closed upon my ass cheeks massaging them. I was feeling more excited.
\Robert you want me to touch you, now? Like this?\ I said lowering my hands down around his waist.
\Let me touch you Robert please? Let me feel your cock let me touch you okay?\
I quietly begged. \I mean Robert you need to tell me how you want me to touch you, okay\ I whispered
Robert was enjoying me asking for his directions. His body relaxed yet he was beginning to be aroused deeply. His body was telling me he was becoming the dominant one in this bedroom. I catered to his desires, yet keeping mine alive.
\I want to touch you Robert. Let me show you the way a woman can love her man.\
I spoke walking him backwards.
\Mmmmm Abigail be careful you might get fucked.\ Robert said with determination. \I would love to see how you love your man.\ His head thrown back
he was smiling.
\Well, may I touch your cock? I want to feel its power its strength its noble head
the ridge is so huge.\ I didn\'t dare touch before he allowed me the permission.
His body lowered onto the bed. He kept his eyes open watching me with interest. Making me feel a little shy.
\Yes, please touch me Abigail, touch my cock.\ He smiled broadly.
My hands reached his cock with the gentleness of a submissive woman. I looked into his eyes smiled with my lips. I was touching his cock with passions he had inflamed in me. The feelings were genuine I was feeling passions in my pussy. His
body was lain out before me.
\I need to touch you Robert, I truly need to touch your cock.\ I said with hesitation in my voice.
Robert was allowing me to touch him with passions just under the surface. I wanted him to be aware the fact was I wanted him to know he was in charge. It was meant to be that way. I wouldn\'t do anything without his approval. Besides men love being the dominant person in sexual forays.
\Abigail tell me you want me.\ His voice was shaking. \Tell me I am the only man you will ever want, need, or love.\ His voice was raspy.
Robert was pleading with his eyes to be completely wanted with passions. His body was straight out on the bed. I got upon the bed with my eyes looking into his ice blue eyes. I didn\'t say a word yet laying next to him his body responded.
He kissed me with a butterfly touch upon a rose. His lips were soft yet exploring
mine. His lips brought me into the next level of being sensually stroked. He pulled me to him with a softness, bordering on an urgent need. I was allowing him to be the aggressor, he initiated every single move. His tongue explored my mouth making me whimper into a moan.
\Mmmm yes Robert this is wonderful.\ I said with a whispered voice.
His tongue started down my neck with its tip he made paths down off my shoulders. We hadn\'t a care in the world time was ours. He licked, sucked and kissed my shoulders moving down to my collar bone. I was being kissed, licked into ecstasy.
His lips moved across my flesh with utter abandon nothing was rushed. His lips were on their way to my breasts. He took my satin ties and slowly untied my corset. He managed to open it with a steady hand. I smiled he was very thorough
with opening each eyelet.
His hands were dancing upon my skin with light strokes. As he unfastened the last eyelet my breasts seem to float upon his chest. His eyes were sensuously taking my nudity in.
His head was down as he buried his face upon my cleavage. I heard him moan knowing he had sparked my passions upon his. Slowly he brought the right breast into his mouth massaging the left, with his hand.
It caused me to throw my head back moaning ever so lightly. I was lost between his tongue and lips his breast play was magnificently making me wet. I was stunned at his lips and tongue how they played upon my exposed flesh.
Just as I was relaxing wanting this to never end, he started moving down the center of my body. I was in such a state that I almost pulled him back up. His head kept moving down.down.down. He got as far as my navel until I felt him moving further down.
I was so aroused I wanted to shove his face into my throbbing pussy. His head was moving but not fast enough. I laughed at myself, I would really do him injustice to rush him along. I felt him around my pubic bone before he opened my legs so he could see what I was all about.
\Nice Abigail a very beautiful pussy.\ His laughter was like hearing wind chimes on a slightly windy day. \I see you are wet, would you enjoy me licking you dry?\
His voice was teasing.
\Mmmmm Robert I may be wet, but with you there it will never get dry.\ I laughed as his head buried inside my pussy.
His first touch of my outer lips caused me to scream out. Pulling them stretching them out was so erotic. He carefully went around my pussy so as to not touch my clit. My clit had awakened with a hardness quite pleasantly pain filled. I was very aroused by his attention to my soft womanly folds.
\My oh my Abigail are you hurting? He laughed as he took a finger flicking at my clit.
\Well, Robert I am hurting will you help me? Please?\ I spoke with my voice cracking a little.
He looked me in my eyes smiling he ran his fingers inside my inner lips. Graced my clit ever so lightly I jerked from the electrical feeling. He did it again this time tapping upon my clit. I was moving towards his mouth, shoving my pussy into his face.
He tapped, blew, then finally he brought it into his mouth. I was stunned at the sensation that blew through me. I grabbed his hair shoving my pussy into his face.
\Oh, fuck Robert please please.help me cum?\ I begged him.
His tongue was dancing upon my pussy quick jabs long licks, over and over again. Assaulting my inner body with sensations I had never felt this intense.
\Roberrtttttttttt nowwwww I iiiiiii ammmm this is.no waittttttt moreerrrrr ohhh fuckkkk meeee now!\ I was shouting so loud he stopped to make sure I was okay.
Robert was pelting me with erotic sensations. He was making my flesh feel on fire. His hands were working my nipples as his tongue wiped against my pussy.
\I can see where I would never lick you dry.\ He laughed just that moment I screamed out I was cumming.
\Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh noooooo waaaaayyyy innn hellllllll stopppp thisssss a minuteeeee.\ I lost my sound.
My eyes rolled backwards my knees snapped almost shut but Robert was holding on to my clit. His tongue owned me right at this time. His bobbing head was over powering my whole being.
His body moved so quickly where his fat cock was pushing into my pussy. His cock was spreading my lips wider. He kept his body weight on his elbows as he was pussy pounding me to orgasm. Every time he pumped he took my body by pressing my head down, shoving it down to meet his grinding cock.
Piston pumping his hips were moving so hard I was screaming into his chest. Nothing not even a tornado would part us at this point of fucking. Nothing would interfere with his fucking me senseless. His teeth was grinding hard making every motion count.
He was sweating right along with me. His sweat and scent was wafting up to meet mine. We were glistening with sex hormones. We were fighting to stay fucking with each other. As we moved in unison we both knew this wouldn\'t last. We were building up to one hell of an orgasm.
His ripped through his body like a 220 charge of current. His body was convulsing with a rhythm that fought mine. We couldn\'t stop we were on that sexual high.
\Oooooohhhhhhh babbbbbbbbyyyyyyy Iiiiiiiii needdddddeddddd youuuuu sooo muchhhhh nowwwww!\ He managed to scream before he felt the next wave slamming in.
\Mmmmmeeeeee tooooooo00000 nothinggggggg betterrrr thannnnnnn fucking dirty sexxxxxxx!\ I lost my voice half way through.
As the orgasms subsided we were left limp. Not daring to move his cock was so sensitive he would have cried. My moving was out of the question I was there with no spine left.
He lowered his head upon my breasts and smiled at me. I looked at his face knowing he was content. It was a softer moment for us. We laid there for awhile until our hearts were beating normally.
Remembering that was a tender memory for me. They pulled their marriage away from the divorce courts. She was never to answer a phone near their bedroom. She was to never be rushed, in fact she stepped down from the high powered life style.
They bought a winery and opened a bed and breakfast on the West coast. We got an announcement. It read \Welcome to the Red Door\'s Inn.\
Catholic school can be fun
OH GOD Jessica moaned as she and Heather shared the two way dildo. The dildo sank in and out of Jessicas aching pussy. Heather was also feeling the great feeling as the dildo rubbed her clit into a sexual frenzy. Jessica screamed as an orgasm raced through her leaking pussy. Heather was not far behind and soon an orgasm flooded her pussy with juices.That was incredible! Heather gasped. Both of them looked at each other. Heather was a rather short brown haired girl who had normal sized breasts for a 14 year old. Freckles covered her face. She was average build and was a girl you would call cute not hot. Jessica had brown hair also and long legs. She had small breasts for the 14 year old she was, and a shaved pussy. She had legs and thighs that made every man she saw gape. They were semi muscular and very soft and very creamy. Her breasts while small were very good; they had nice nipples and also a very good color to them. Heather on the other hand had legs that were shorter but had a bit more meat on them. While Jessica was very skinny Heather was only an average build. Both had no cloths on as they lay in a pile at the foot of a dresser.
The dresser had started all of this really. Jessica and Heather were snooping around Jessicas parents room when Heather had opened Jessicas moms underwear drawer. There they had found a strap on several dildos and a vibrator, and also the two way.I dare you to take one and try it. Heather had goaded her.Ok if you do also. Jessica had said.Ok but you first. No you first. Together. Wouldnt that make us like lesbians? Jessica asked.Not in the same room! Heather said.Well than how will we know if the other did it? Well See and I dont know bout you but Im not going to believe for one second that you actually did it. Jessica stated. And if we have to do it in the same room at the same time that makes us lesbians and I aint gonna do it! Jessica added very sternlyI think youre just a wimp. Heather teased.Fine then if you think so Ill do it. Ok than go. You said youd do it to! Jessica reminded Heather.Alright.
They both looked at each other. This was wired they both awkwardly looked away as they each took a dildo from the drawer. They tried not to look at each other as the slowly undid their skirts that they had to were as they both went to the same Catholic school. They then each pulled down there panties until they could fit the dildos in neither looking at the other. Both then slipped the dildos into their panties and began stroking there pussys with the fake peniss. Both were virgins in every way, neither had even masturbated before now. Both felt a pleasure that they had never felt rise in between their legs. Neither wanted this pleasure to end and they stroked faster. Jessica moaned and Heather looked over at her. What she saw made her moan herself. Heather was getting so turned on by the combination of the dildo rubbing her and the sight of her friend rubbing herself. Heather than did something that changed this friendship forever. She moved in front of Jessica and began to moan as she rubbed the head of the fake penis into her crotch. Jessica stared as Heather rubbed herself.Then Jessica began rubbing herself again this time with vigor. Heather unbuttoned her shirt and flung it off herself than her bra followed. Jessica did the same only she took her panties off and stood there naked in front of her friend except for the knee high stockings and high heeled shoes. Heather followed suit. They still rubbed themselves but now their eyes were examining each others bodies. Then Heather stopped rubbing and put the dildo down. She walked up to Jessica and began kissing her using her tongue to probe Jessicas mouth Jessica dropped her own dildo to the floor and soon they were both kissing each other passionately using their hands to explore each others bodies. Heather broke the kiss after a long while. She moved her hand down and found Jessicas clit. She rubbed it and began to tease it with her finger. Jessica moaned and she pushed her pussy up against Heathers finger. Heather than stuck a finger into Jessicas pussy, and Jessica shrieked and moaned Oh yeas keep doing thatOHHHHHH! Just before Jessica climaxed Heather withdrew her finger.Not yet. Heather said teasingly.Oh god I loved that do it again please! Jessica begged.Oh no, Ive got something much, much better. Heather than went to the open dresser and picked up the two way.You wanna try it?
Oh god yes lets do this! Jessica moaned.Come over here than. Heather said leading Jessica to the bed.Jessica went over to the bed and lay down. Heather than lay down next to her and shifted so they were facing each other. They had no idea how to use the thing but they improvised. Heather stuck the thing into herself and screamed as she felt the huge fake thing penetrate her virgin pussy. It sent waves of pleasure through her.Get on top of me. She gasped breathlessly.Jessica did as she was told and straddled her friend. She then slowly lowered herself onto the huge two way cock. She also screamed as she was penetrated for the first time. Then both the pair lay together for a time allowing their pussys to get used to the intrusion. They then both began to rock back and forth so that the dildo penetrated them repeatedly. They both moaned in unison as the felt the cock slid into them. They both went crazy both felt pleasure they had never felt before running through them. They both screamed loudly and Jessica thanked God her parents werent home. Soon both felt something new almost a building sensation in both their pussies. This was going to be their first orgasm. They both flailed as they felt a pleasure so pronounced building. Soon both of them screamed as they hadnt done before and both squirted juices everywhere. The bed was getting soaked with all the juices flowing out of them. They both felt the others cum squirting onto them.OH GOD Jessica screamed. They both collapsed exhausted from the intensity of their orgasms. Heather felt Jessicas juices dripping from her thigh. For that matter there were juices everywhere. That was great Ive never felt so good, thought Heather. Jessica was still reliving the great pleasure that had ripped through her only seconds ago.Maybe we should get cleaned up? Heather said quietly, gently pushing Jessica who still lay on top of her.
What? Oh yeah, Jessica looked confused. Both she and Heather slowly removed the two way from their dripping pussies. The sensation flooded back as they did. When the dildo was out of both of them a flood of their love juices leaked out of their pussies. They both picked up all the dildos and put them back in their original spots. After they both sucked the juices off them first. Then they both slipped their panties back on put on their skirts, then their shirts, and finally the ties. Then they got a roll of paper towels and did their best to clean up the pools of pussy juices that were every where. They did everything in complete silence and finally they headed back to Jessicas room. Neither could believe what had just happened. And both felt guilty about it.
The End
The dresser had started all of this really. Jessica and Heather were snooping around Jessicas parents room when Heather had opened Jessicas moms underwear drawer. There they had found a strap on several dildos and a vibrator, and also the two way.I dare you to take one and try it. Heather had goaded her.Ok if you do also. Jessica had said.Ok but you first. No you first. Together. Wouldnt that make us like lesbians? Jessica asked.Not in the same room! Heather said.Well than how will we know if the other did it? Well See and I dont know bout you but Im not going to believe for one second that you actually did it. Jessica stated. And if we have to do it in the same room at the same time that makes us lesbians and I aint gonna do it! Jessica added very sternlyI think youre just a wimp. Heather teased.Fine then if you think so Ill do it. Ok than go. You said youd do it to! Jessica reminded Heather.Alright.
They both looked at each other. This was wired they both awkwardly looked away as they each took a dildo from the drawer. They tried not to look at each other as the slowly undid their skirts that they had to were as they both went to the same Catholic school. They then each pulled down there panties until they could fit the dildos in neither looking at the other. Both then slipped the dildos into their panties and began stroking there pussys with the fake peniss. Both were virgins in every way, neither had even masturbated before now. Both felt a pleasure that they had never felt rise in between their legs. Neither wanted this pleasure to end and they stroked faster. Jessica moaned and Heather looked over at her. What she saw made her moan herself. Heather was getting so turned on by the combination of the dildo rubbing her and the sight of her friend rubbing herself. Heather than did something that changed this friendship forever. She moved in front of Jessica and began to moan as she rubbed the head of the fake penis into her crotch. Jessica stared as Heather rubbed herself.Then Jessica began rubbing herself again this time with vigor. Heather unbuttoned her shirt and flung it off herself than her bra followed. Jessica did the same only she took her panties off and stood there naked in front of her friend except for the knee high stockings and high heeled shoes. Heather followed suit. They still rubbed themselves but now their eyes were examining each others bodies. Then Heather stopped rubbing and put the dildo down. She walked up to Jessica and began kissing her using her tongue to probe Jessicas mouth Jessica dropped her own dildo to the floor and soon they were both kissing each other passionately using their hands to explore each others bodies. Heather broke the kiss after a long while. She moved her hand down and found Jessicas clit. She rubbed it and began to tease it with her finger. Jessica moaned and she pushed her pussy up against Heathers finger. Heather than stuck a finger into Jessicas pussy, and Jessica shrieked and moaned Oh yeas keep doing thatOHHHHHH! Just before Jessica climaxed Heather withdrew her finger.Not yet. Heather said teasingly.Oh god I loved that do it again please! Jessica begged.Oh no, Ive got something much, much better. Heather than went to the open dresser and picked up the two way.You wanna try it?
Oh god yes lets do this! Jessica moaned.Come over here than. Heather said leading Jessica to the bed.Jessica went over to the bed and lay down. Heather than lay down next to her and shifted so they were facing each other. They had no idea how to use the thing but they improvised. Heather stuck the thing into herself and screamed as she felt the huge fake thing penetrate her virgin pussy. It sent waves of pleasure through her.Get on top of me. She gasped breathlessly.Jessica did as she was told and straddled her friend. She then slowly lowered herself onto the huge two way cock. She also screamed as she was penetrated for the first time. Then both the pair lay together for a time allowing their pussys to get used to the intrusion. They then both began to rock back and forth so that the dildo penetrated them repeatedly. They both moaned in unison as the felt the cock slid into them. They both went crazy both felt pleasure they had never felt before running through them. They both screamed loudly and Jessica thanked God her parents werent home. Soon both felt something new almost a building sensation in both their pussies. This was going to be their first orgasm. They both flailed as they felt a pleasure so pronounced building. Soon both of them screamed as they hadnt done before and both squirted juices everywhere. The bed was getting soaked with all the juices flowing out of them. They both felt the others cum squirting onto them.OH GOD Jessica screamed. They both collapsed exhausted from the intensity of their orgasms. Heather felt Jessicas juices dripping from her thigh. For that matter there were juices everywhere. That was great Ive never felt so good, thought Heather. Jessica was still reliving the great pleasure that had ripped through her only seconds ago.Maybe we should get cleaned up? Heather said quietly, gently pushing Jessica who still lay on top of her.
What? Oh yeah, Jessica looked confused. Both she and Heather slowly removed the two way from their dripping pussies. The sensation flooded back as they did. When the dildo was out of both of them a flood of their love juices leaked out of their pussies. They both picked up all the dildos and put them back in their original spots. After they both sucked the juices off them first. Then they both slipped their panties back on put on their skirts, then their shirts, and finally the ties. Then they got a roll of paper towels and did their best to clean up the pools of pussy juices that were every where. They did everything in complete silence and finally they headed back to Jessicas room. Neither could believe what had just happened. And both felt guilty about it.
The End
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