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Their second meeting
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Their second meeting He would be arriving any minute now, and just like when they last got together, she found herself a bit nervous and very excited … Thinking about what they got up to last time and what she planned to do today, was making her more than a little bit wet … and he hadn’t even walked in the door yet. For the occasion she was wearing a snug-fitting pencil skirt, an almost see-through blouse (unbuttoned enough to show off some cleavage) and her favourite “fuck me” boots. Underneath was something she hoped he’d like … matching bright pink bra and lacy boy pants. Not a g-string – though she knew he loved those – but the knickers made her feel very sexy, and the bra did a fabulous job of showing off her breasts. Just as she was mulling over her clothing choice, there was the long-awaited knock on the door … All of a sudden, she felt very shy, and almost hid behind the door as she opened it. “Hi baby” … he greeted her with a warm smile and bright, happy eyes … She instantly felt more at ease. And as they moved together to hug, she replied: “Hi sweetheart” … and then they kissed. She melted into his arms … Their kiss was long, lingering and deeply passionate - without being frantic. She really didn’t know how long they stood there, door half open as they enjoyed the pleasure of a simple kiss … but afterwards, she clearly remembered how difficult it was to stop. Finally they did stop, and his eyes were now more hinting at deep-seated lust, not just happiness. She was quite sure she was feeling the same way. “Come with me honey.” He said as he took her by the hand. That threw her off balance a little. She had made some plans about how this was going to go, but now those plans seemed to have gone out the window. He was taking charge … and she found the uncertainty strangely arousing … not that she wasn’t already aroused! He led her into the kitchen. (And weirdly she found herself thinking: “I’m so glad I cleaned up in here.) He stood her next to the island bench … “I hope you’re ready for this?” He said with a wicked smile. Suddenly he produced a blindfold … the kind the airlines give you … total black out. He took it and gently slipped it over her eyes before should even register surprise. (She did do the same thing to him last time after all.) Now, with her sight deprived, he really was in control … it made her tingle with anticipation. Then she heard him move … he circled around her, drifting one hand around her waist as he moved behind her … “You really have the most fabulous arse.” He said – almost to himself … “You’re so sweet.” She replied with a smile … And then she felt his hands at the clasp of her skirt, undoing it, and then the zip. “This is getting interesting.” She thought … and she felt herself get a little more wet … For fun, and his amusement, she wriggled her bum as he pulled her skirt down, and she heard him breathe his appreciation. When her skirt fell to the floor, she stepped out of it and kicked it to one side … “Mmmm. these are nice”, he said quietly to himself, running his hands over her lacy pink undies, caressing and squeezing her bum; “but they have to go…” At that she felt his hand slide around to her tummy, and down between her legs …. “Wow, you are wet aren’t you!” He said, pressing his fingers to her pussy … she shivered just a little at that touch. And then his thumbs were inside the waistband of her knickers, easing them down, taking care not to snag them on her boots … Her knickers joined her skirt, discarded to one side. All of a sudden she was acutely aware that she was naked from the waist down – apart from her boots. Again she felt strangely shy, and her heart rate went up a notch too. “You’ve shaved!” she heard him say as he stepped back around in front of her. “Waxed actually, for your viewing pleasure honey.” She replied with a smile. “Well, I am pleased that’s for sure!” He replied. “Looks fantastic!” With that he took her hands. “This way baby …” he said She found herself suddenly pressed against the island bench. “Bend over for me sweetheart,” his voice a little huskier than a moment ago. She found herself complying with his instruction. “Hands out in front honey.” And again she complied without hesitating. Then she felt him loop something soft around her wrists – a scarf perhaps? And then a gentle tug as he stretched her forward so her breasts were pressed against the counter top. She guessed he then tied off the scarf – or whatever it was – to a drawer handle, because she couldn’t straighten up. She knew that she could easily get out of his restraint – but hell, why would she? Then she heard, and felt him walk around behind her … and again she became acutely aware of her nakedness, and felt a new rush of wetness at the thought of him standing there looking at her glistening pussy. And then she felt his hands on her hips, gently caressing, around to her bum, down her legs, back up tickling her inner thighs. He placed his foot between hers and gently encouraged her to move her feet apart … wide apart. It was only then that he knelt down and started to kiss her bare behind. She couldn’t help but try to pull away a little … it was so exquisitely, deliciously erotic having a man kneeling behind her half-naked body, his lips only inches away from her bare pussy. And then she felt his tongue swirling around on her skin, into the cleft under her buttocks, on her thighs, closer and closer, until finally she felt his tongue slip in between her labia, opening her, probing her wetness. She drew a sharp breath as her purposefully licked up the length of her pussy, and then, delicately further up … then back down again. And she came to realise the pleasure and pain of the restraint. Being unable to escape his attentions – or even to touch him – added a layer of excitement she hadn’t experienced for herself before. She felt his lips on her, pressing into her, his tongue on and around her clit, inside her, sucking, pressure … it was fantastic. She found herself moving her hips up and down, matching his movements … pressing herself onto his face … It felt so good, and she could feel the pressure building … the warmth growing between her legs. His hands came up and pulled her butt cheeks apart so he could push his tongue inside her even further, and then he really began to focus on her clit … Butterfly licks for a while, sucking on her, swirling around, searching for the trigger … The feeling was almost unbearable, when finally he found what he was looking for… She began to quiver, up on her toes, eyes closed, breathing deeply … then stopped … “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” she called out to no one as the orgasm took over and spread through her body … a complete rush that coursed through her body and left her weak from exhilaration. She sank onto the bench as a small trickle her juices made its way down her inner thigh. And as she lay there on the hard benchtop, she became vaguely aware that he was now standing and was doing something … some sounds like he was undressing maybe … At that moment, she didn’t care too much. But she started to care again as he starting rubbing the head of his cock between her legs … playing a little, getting all lubricated … And then she felt him at the entrance to her vagina, and with some gentle pressure as he started to slide inside her. “Mmmmm.” she moaned as she felt him fill her up … until he was as deep as he could go. His hands held her hips as he pulled back out slowly, then in again … enjoying the feeling of warmth and (she imagined) the view. “Go harder honey,” she urged him. “Fuck me nice and hard.” And with that, he started to increase the pace … a little faster at first, then more and more until he was almost slamming his cock into her.” “Oh god, come on honey.” She called. “Come on. That’s fantastic!” She actually found herself close to climax again, but before she could cum, he pulled out and nestled his erection in the cleft of her bum, and in just a couple of thrusts, he grunted loudly and she felt him ejaculate on her … what felt like huge spurts of cum all the way up her back, trickling down her sides … “Oops.” He said cutely … “I slipped.” “That’s okay sweetie.” She replied. “I forgive you.” “You can untie me now you’ve had your way with me.” And so he did. When she stood up they came back together to embrace and kiss. Once again the kiss was a passionate one, and still very excited she put her hand on his still semi-hard cock. “You’re not done yet are you baby?” he whispered in her ear. “No … touch me.” She replied in a husky whisper Not waiting to be told a second time, he dropped one hand between her legs and started to massage her pussy. His fingers found her clit and he pressed her there and she responded very quickly. She was so incredibly turned on that within a few moments of him touching her, she felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm coming … and it did. Not as intense as the first … but it made her stand on her toes again as she felt the electricity of it course through her body. She held him tight as the pleasure slowly subsided … “Think I need a shower honey.” She said. “I’m a bit messy.” “Yeah.” He replied with a smile. “Sorry about that.” She took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom where they undressed, both perving on each other’s bodies as they did so. When the water was the right temperature, they stepped into the shower together and started to wash and lather up. Of course there was a lot of hand play, lots of tight hugs and kisses under the warm water … she found it to be a really wonderful experience to re-live … she couldn’t remember the last time she showered with her man. With all the kissing and touching she found herself getting aroused again, but she was a little disappointed to find, that despite her attentions, he was proving a little slow to re-join the party, so to speak. “What to do?” she thought … and then a wicked idea struck her … not something she’d done before, but now was a great time to try something new. “Shower’s over!” she told him with a bright smile. “Come on. Things to do!” So they hopped out of the shower and dried each other off. Even the experience of having someone else dry her off with her lovely soft, fluffy towels was an erotic one – especially when it came to drying the bits of her that no one else ever got to touch in that way. This only firmed her resolve to try what she was going to try. Once dry, and after more kisses, she wrapped herself in her towel … “Follow me.” She said and padded off towards the bedroom. Control of the experience changed hands. Now he found himself at a loss to know what was going to happen next. So he wrapped a towel around his waist and followed her into the bedroom. She didn’t lie on the bed as he expected. Instead she went around to the bedside table and opened the drawer. “Where’s this going?” he wondered. She took something out of the drawer and then turned around to face him. In her hand she held what was obviously a vibrator, but not like one he’d ever seen before … at least not for real. “This is my rabbit.” She said with a coy look in her eye. “He’s going to come out and play for a while.” “Okay,” he said, “I like where this is going.” “Why don’t you just watch for a while honey? You look like this is a bit new to you.” She said, not letting on that this was a first for her too. He had to agree. He had never watched a woman masturbate, much less with a toy … not in real life anyway – and this was an opportunity not to be missed. She dropped her towel to floor and started to climb onto the bed. “Why don’t you sit there.” She instructed, pointing to the end of the bed. He complied without a second thought. As she lay on the bed, he realised where he was sitting was going to afford him the most explicit view of what she was about to do. He found himself starting to get hard again. She lay on the bed and made herself comfortable, head on the pillow, stretched out, but relaxed. To tease him, she put the toy to her mouth and slowly licked it and sucked it, looking him steadily in the eyes as she did so. He smiled a nervous smile in appreciation, not daring to say anything in case the show should stop. She continued to fellate the toy while she slid one hand down her body, opening her legs and resting her fingers on her pussy, before starting to play with herself … gentle, circular motions, before slipping her fingers between her labia, finding and spreading her wetness around. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, but he struggled to know where to look … in her eyes, at the toy, between her legs as she played with herself … He was transfixed … Suddenly she took the toy in both hands and switched in on. It made a buzzing noise, and the whole thing moved in her hands as though it had a life of its own. She slowly moved the toy into position between her legs, fixing him with her eyes, daring him to look … but the moment it touched her delicate skin, she could not help but close her eyes and start to enjoy the sensations the toy was creating. Released from her gaze, he just had to watch as she started masturbating with the toy … rubbing it up and down the length of her pussy, opening and closing her legs, squeezing and releasing, arching her back and losing herself to the pleasure. He was fascinated and getting incredibly turned on by the show. In time she began to dip the head of the toy inside, penetrating a little deeper with each stroke, until finally, the little rabbit-eared bit on the shaft came into contact with her clitoris … At that moment, everything changed and shifted into an even higher<b> gear. </font></b>She became unaware of anything else in the room. The sensations the little machine was creating were almost indescribable … her breathing changed … deep, guttural breaths, her body almost writhing with the building heat between her legs … And then, under his watchful eyes, she came. A long, deep, animal moan escapes her lips as the orgasm pulsed through her body. She momentarily went rigid in ecstasy, then relaxed and writhed around, bucking her hips, fucking herself with the toy, totally lost in the moment. He was absolutely absorbed in the spectacle and found himself hard as a rock and feeling strangely honoured to have witnessed such a private act. The orgasm seemed to go for ages … clearly it was very intense and there seemed to be quite a few after shocks. Eventually she opened her eyes as she slowly came down off the high and found him smiling at her adoringly. Now, feeling very relaxed and tingly, she stretched out and then curled up, smiling widely back at him. He lay down next to her, looked her in the eyes and kissed her sweetly on the lips. “Thank you.” He said, “That was very special.” “It was wasn’t it?” She replied. “But guess what? Now it’s your turn.” And with that, he found her pressing the toy into his hand. “You’re insatiable.” He smiled back. “I am.” She whispered. ”Time for my dessert.” “Okay honey. You’re on.” He said as he suddenly sat up. “On your hands and knees babe …” He instructed her, his voice heavy with lust. She paused for just a moment … “This is going to be new.” She thought to herself. This wasn’t a position she’d ever tried with little battery-powered playmate. “Okay.” She replied with an almost wary smile. And with that she rolled onto her tummy, got up on her knees and made herself comfortable hugging one of the big, fluffy pillows she preferred to sleep on. “Knees apart baby.” He instructed her … and there she found herself, bum up in the air, naked, knees spread, her still-wet pussy totally exposed and available to him. Secretly it thrilled her to know he was looking at the most intimate part of her body … she knew he loved it. Before he turned on the little machine, he ran his hand lightly over her thighs and buttocks, enjoying the softness of her skin, her curves and the explicit nature of what he was seeing. His fingers drifted up her inner thighs and she squirmed a little under his touch as his fingers swirled around almost, but not quite touching. He could not resist the temptation. He leaned down to smell her sex and then, to taste her, running his tongue slowly and deliberately from her clitoris up to the entrance of her vagina, just taking in the entire experience. She smiled and tingled at the sensation of him licking her and felt her nipples harden again in response. He was an attentive lover, and instead of switching the rabbit on straight away, he held back from that temptation and started first to play the toy over her skin, running the head of it up her inner thighs, tickling her, drifting the device up and down the delicate skin either side of her pussy, teasing, enticing. She found herself involuntarily leaning back against the touch of the device, almost chasing it around, trying to get him to touch her where she needed him most. It thrilled him to the core to see that her sex was opening to him, full, hot and so slippery and smooth, and in response the invitation her body was making, he started rubbing the head of the fake cock up and down the length of her pussy, lubricating it before gently dipping the tip into her open vagina just a little at first. Again, almost involuntarily, she pushed back, wanting the thing inside her. She started to moan quietly, almost under her breath … in part because she couldn’t really help herself, and in part because she wanted him to know he was doing the right thing and to keep going. Quietly she whispered as she kneeled there hugging the pillow, eyes closed, rocking her hips as the toy slowly penetrated her: “Don’t be shy honey. This is really, really good.” He did as she asked, and as she twisted and rolled her hips, he slowly pushed the toy into her as far as it would go. She was clearly lost in her own world as she made love to this not-so-little toy, and it was then he decided to do something he only ever read about … As she knelt there, totally absorbed in the delicious sensations he and her Mr Rabbit were creating, she became vaguely aware of something new. It felt a little strange, but nice and she smiled to herself at this new pleasure as she became more and more aware of him teasing her anus with his tongue. The sensation started to cut through the blur of bliss she was feeling and as her brain started to register just what was going on, how taboo some would consider it. She felt her excitement grow and her breathing become a little more ragged as the early signs of another orgasm began to build. “Mmmm … sweetheart. Oh fuck that’s good. Mmmm … Keep …” and her words trailed away as she became less capable of coherent thought. And then. somehow, in the midst of the overwhelming sensations emanating from between her legs, he managed to switch on Mr Rabbit. That was it. She was gone … “Oh fuck! Oh god! Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” She called out as her orgasm tore through her body, stealing her breath. Her eyes flew open, but saw nothing as her mind emptied of everything but the glorious, outrageously delicious flood of pure pleasure coursing through her body. One of her hands shot to her groin, holding the rabbit toy in place, trying to steady the vibrations, she clamped her legs together, squeezing every last drop of joy out of the moment. And then as the first earthquake passed, the aftershocks came, forcing her into a foetal position in one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. “Switch it off baby.” She managed to say. “It’s too much. Switch …” And she had to stop as another orgasm took over … “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck … oh jesus, oh fuck …” she whispered after he managed to turn off the toy. By now she had rolled onto her side, her eyes closed, breathing deeply, clutching herself to stop any movement, slowly allowing the fog to lift. It seemed like every nerve fibre in her being was zinging like a high tension wire. She needed a moment to come back down. He was transfixed, and dare not touch her. He could only stare in wonder and just plain adore this wild creature lying in front of him. After a while she started to come back to him. She opened her eyes and smiled into his; “What did you do to me you bastard?” Knowing only too well it was one of the best sexual experiences of her life so far. “It was the least I could do baby.” He replied. “You did say you were insatiable.” “Mmmm … well maybe I’ll be okay now for a little while.” She replied. “I’m not sure I have the energy.” At that point she withdrew the now dormant rabbit toy and dropped it over the side of the bed. “Oh, but look at you, you poor thing!” She said with a little pout in her voice. He had moved up to lie down beside her, and she had caught sight of his still very firm erection. “Poor baby has a hard on. Would you like me to take care of that for you?” She asked with a wicked glint in her eye. “I thought you were all tired out hon.” He replied. “Not that tired sweetie. Now lie back and relax …” she instructed him. “I think I owe you one.” As he lay back, she lifted herself up and moved her head towards his lap. Rolling onto her tummy and supporting herself on one elbow, she looked him squarely in the eyes as she took his cock in her hand. Still looking him in the eyes intentionally, she lifted him up and touched her tongue to his glans, slowly circling around, tasting the little drop of pre-cum there and then running her tongue up and down the full length of his shaft. She toyed with him like that for a short while, but then finally broke eye contact with him as she put her head down and began to really focus her attention on making him cum. Now he could fully relax and enjoy what was about to happen. And as he rested his head back and closed his eyes, she took him into her mouth. He gasped a little at that pleasure and a smile spread across his lips. Holding him firmly around the base of his cock, she began to move her moistened lips up and down as much of him as she could take in, using her tongue to add some pressure and heighten the sensations. She was able to raise some saliva, and with the increasing amount of pre-cum, she managed to make him nice and slippery so she could start to masturbate him with her hand. He was clearly enjoying himself as he started to become restless, his hips moving, thrusting himself up a little, wanting to be deeper, to feel the warmth of her lips and mouth all around him. Still holding him in her mouth and hand, she climbed up on her knees so she could move more easily, and then seriously started to work on him, using every trick she knew to excite him. In what seemed like no time at all, he started to breathe heavily and small moans – almost like he was in pain - escaped his lips. She felt him move one hand to the back of her head as if to make sure she wouldn’t stop … but he didn’t need to. She had every intention of keeping going. As she continued to work her mouth and hand up and down his cock, it became clear he was close to cumming. He was trying to keep still, but he couldn’t help but writhe and thrust up into her mouth. A moment later, his body went tense, one hand gripping the edge of the bed, the other holding her head where he wanted it. And then she felt the pulsation in his cock, and then a warm, salty jet of semen flooded into her mouth. “Oh wow! Oh fuck. Oh.“ … were all the words he could muster as his long-awaited orgasm finally arrived. With two or three more spurts of cum, he was done, though he was obviously still on an intense high for a short while, barely breathing as his orgasm ran its course. And then, just as suddenly, he relaxed and shook himself out of his reverie. He looked down and smiled at her as she allowed his ejaculate to flow past her lips and onto his still-hard cock. “Mmmm … Thank you baby. That was spectacular.” He said with a broad smile as she lifted her head up and wiped a stray strand of cum away from her lips. She grinned a naughty grin in reply; “Least I could do too.” “Do I make you happy?” he asked as he gently stroked he shoulder. “Very.” She replied. “I think I’m about as happy as a woman could hope to be.” |
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