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Happy Birthday, K. Here are my memories of our weekend, for your
pleasure.
Monica.
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Comments are elicited and very welcome. Please send them to
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There I was, a woman of 47 years, dressed in my Victoria's Secret black,
lacy
stockings and velvet choker, and butt plug-- lying atop a king-sized bed
in a tiny
honeymoon inn overlooking the ocean. I was awaiting the arrival of a
young man
I'd only "met" via a reply to a piece of raw, erotic "literature" I'd
submitted to an
Internet newsgroup.
Oh, we'd gotten to know each other through email. I'd even watched a
homemade
video (created especially for me) featuring you masturbating to orgasm.
I'd been
fascinated by the extreme dimensions of your youthful cock, but also by
the
volume and range of the ejaculation as it spurted from the tip of your
awesome
organ. Three times we'd brought one another to orgasm--over the
telephone!
And speaking of fascination, how can I omit the two bits of 'jewelry'
adorning the
hidden areas of your body.
You. had mentioned several times (before sending the video), that you'd
had a hot secret, but wouldn't let on to me exactly what it was. You are a
tremendous tease--a trait that seemed to turn me on to the point of my pussy
thumping madly on the seat of my chair. The video revealed the secret--not
one, but two hidden piercings: the right nipple, and a larger ring known as a
P.A. (for Prince Albert, beloved consort to Queen Victoria).
The rather large ring first pierced the skin
right at the rim of your cock and then emerged through the hole on top.
In the
video, you. showed how freely the ring could be spun around, and intimated
how
much your orgasms have intensified since having it instilled. Judging by
the
amazing stream of cum in the video, I had no doubts of the veracity of
that
statement. I'd experienced three orgasms as I massaged my own pussy
during the
course of watching the video.
Another bit I'd discovered was that you love giving spankings. I'd never
even
considered the sexual excitement inherent in being on the receiving
end...but
reading your descriptions of this activity in a fantasy you'd written for
me had left
me sopping wet and throbbing so hard I'd been forced to masturbate--right
in my
office!
Already at this point, I'd crossed more barriers than ever before in my
life. But
there was yet another to traverse--turning a virtual computer affair into
a real
experience of the flesh. And I was MAD to do it!
An opportunity arose for me to visit a city not too distant from the one
in which
you lived and worked. It was to be a business trip with four colleagues,
but if we
planned it properly, we just might be able to have a day and night
together.
Each of us had agreed not to masturbate for the week preceding our
rendezvous.
But I, finding myself in bed one night, literally shaking with desire, had
broken
the promise. You had not. So you had a week of sexual tension building
up,
hoping for a tremendous explosion as a result of our first encounter.
You would
not be disappointed--nor would I.
So there I lay, in the throes of one of those "Oh God, have I really done
this?"
moments of doubt and fear, waiting for your plane-delayed arrival. Sooner
than
expected, I heard a soft rapping on the balcony door. Leaping from the
bed, I
fumbled with the door latch to find you standing before me--your full 6'3"
frame
towering above my petite 5'4"...
In order to bring our eyes to the same level, you quickly sat down on the
arm of an
upholstered chair near the balcony door. I stood in the "V" produced by
your very
long legs, my belt buckle pressed against your belly. We shook hands. In
a
second I'd placed my hands on either side of your face and begun to kiss
your
mouth. Gently at first...very gently, as you'd imagined in yet another
written
fantasy, describing this meeting. Your lips were soft, and just the right
level of
moisture....I could feel the heavy pulsing between my thighs as I forced
my tongue
between your lips, alternately sucking each of them, then sucking your
huge
tongue; sucking it deep into the back of my mouth. You moaned softly.
I couldn't be coy about this. In a flash, I was undoing the buttons of
your flannel
shirt. My mouth was all over your chest and belly. I covered the left
nipple with
my mouth, trying to gather it between my teeth for some gentle nibbling.
But the
right nipple proved to be an easier quarry. It, of course, was pierced by
a small,
gold ring which caused it to be permanently hard and ever so sensitive.
My lips
closed over it. As I drew the flesh gently between my teeth, you. let out
a loud
groan of pleasure.
My pulse quickened. Between my legs, my clitoris was
swelling to what must have been gargantuan proportions. I was incapable
of
waiting to set eyes on your huge organ as I'd always been excited by the
thought of
a great, pendulous cock. Now that it was within my grasp, I thought I'd
burst if I
couldn't see, and stroke and suck it.
We'd both agreed to wear matching butt plugs for the several hours before
meeting. Never had I imagined, let alone considered doing such a thing.
But the
friction it caused was heightening my desire even before you had arrived.
Now
you were squeezing my ass cheeks, pushing the plug in deeper with each
movement. I thought I'd burst with wanting you....
I'd been imagining for weeks how that giant dick would feel under my
lips...even
invented a nickname for him--'Victor.' And now, Victor would soon be mine
to
enjoy.
Your fly was proving more difficult. With a tremendous erection behind
the stiff
denim, the BUTTONS (still teasing me I guess) were almost impossible for
my
trembling fingers to negotiate. Victor was straining against the fabric,
begging for
release. You helped.
We tugged the jeans down below your knees and you kicked them away. You
now
sat before me clad only in thin, gaily-printed boxer shorts, which had in
them
your gigantic, bulging cock, all bent to fit into its place of
confinement. Almost
drooling, I reached in to straighten him out to his full length, the
ringed, swollen
head emerging through the top of the elastic waistband.
Unable to wait, I fell to my knees and began licking the gorgeous tip.
You. were
unable to control a loud moan..."Ho" you nearly screamed. Encouraged by
the
unmistakable reaction, I slid my lips around Victor's head, tightening
them around
the rim while pressing my stiffened tongue to the sensitive skin around
the ring. It
felt glorious. With my mouth nearly full of cock head, I began to suck in
earnest.
You yelled loudly and stood up, unable to remain seated.
I sucked harder and harder, pulling in more of your cock, its head now
pressing
against the roof of my mouth. Your body began to shake uncontrollably.
Sensing
your approaching orgasm, I began to knead your buttocks roughly.
Suddenly I
reached between the cheeks and quickly yanked out the butt plug. You
moaned
very loudly. Without stopping my intense sucking, I inserted the index
finger of
my right hand into your anus as far as it would go. Stopping for a split
second to
allow the sphincters to adjust, I then began to move it in and out, while
wiggling it
back and forth simultaneously. Your moaning was continuous now, legs and
hands trembling past control.
Grasping my bobbing head in your long fingers, he whispered, 'Oh god, I'm
going
to come...!....!!!!"
The hot cum began spurting into the back of my throat...gobs and gobs of
it....I
thought it would never stop. I'd NEVER swallowed so much cum....and
finally it
was over--for a few minutes, at least.
Recovery was quite rapid. Before Victor had begun to slacken, you were
unbuttoning my denim shirt. Underneath I was wearing only a thin,
front-hooking
black bra, the orbs of my c-cup breasts creating a luscious cleavage which
even
turned ME on from my vantage point. My nipples had long since gone hard,
and
in the next moment, you were biting and sucking them through the satiny
material. I felt the crotch of my panties beginning to feel warm and wet.
Your
dexterous fingers were unsnapping the bra fastener, releasing my full,
voluptuous
breasts for viewing, touching, licking and sucking. I love looking at my
own
breasts, seeing your lips fasten themselves to the large, hard nipples.
Your cock
had risen back to full attention, and I couldn't keep my hands and lips
off of it.
You were on your knees, removing my shoes, I was fumbling with the buttons
and
zipper on my cotton khakis, my pussy throbbing wildly, almost shouting for
attention. I stood there in my black, lacy French-cut panties and black
stockings,
feeling very sexy and knowing that I looked as much. Somehow we'd moved
over to the bed. I climbed atop your prone body, rubbing my pantied
crotch back
and forth over your once-again rock-hard cock. I was soaking wet,
straddling your
hips. With my fingers, I moved the material away from my boiling cunt,
opened
the lips, and sank down slowly on Victor's bulging head. Feeling my eyes
rolling
back into my head with delirium, I began moving my sopping pussy slowly up
and
down the full length of your cock. It was so huge, I could feel the
friction of every
cell of our steaming sexes, straining and growing larger to meet each
others'
rhythmic thrusting.
"Let me taste myself on your cock," I implored, really just wanting the
giant, hard
cock between my lips again. You quickly obliged, gently rolling me onto
my back
and thrusting Victor into my mouth. "How does it taste?" you inquired. I
was too
busy licking and sucking to say much more than "Salty, kind of...but I
like it."
And then his face was between my pussy lips, doing some licking and
sucking of
his own. It was highly exciting, but I wanted my first orgasm to occur
with your
lovely dick deep inside my cunt. So we reversed positions again--me on
top,
Victor sheathed in my pussy. I was riding him pretty hard, getting myself
fairly
delirious. Never had any cock so filled my vagina, and I was quaking on
the
verge of coming....
Suddenly, with a surge of strength that took me totally by surprise, you.
literally
sat up, forcing yourself deeper into my hot, slushy pussy--snaked your way
to the
edge of the bed, and with a mighty heave, stood up, lifting me, still
impaled on
your cock, totally off the bed. In another instant, my back was up
against the wall
as you slammed into me harder and harder, until my mind left earth while
the
orgasm shook me from head to toe.
I was, for the moment, satiated, but you. were still rock hard. The
sight of your
still-huge erection had me excited again almost immediately. I climbed
onto your
thighs and began, once again, to lower myself onto Victor. "Turn around
on my
cock," you invited....
Suddenly I became aware that my body had tensed up from all the
pre-meeting
anxiety. Though I didn't dare to hope that you might even THINK of
massaging
my rigid muscles, you surprised me by turning me over onto my stomach
across
the bed. Then, straddling my thighs, you began to knead my neck and back
muscles, squeezing and pressing with agility and skill, loosening me up,
vertebra
by vertebra until I was feeling ever so warm and liquid. I felt very
grateful; I felt
HOT.
That was when I felt the first almost gentle blow to my left buttocks.
You had
mentioned that giving spankings excites you, and to be honest, the thought
of it
had caused my pussy to throb and its juices to flow. I found I liked the
sting of
your open hand against my soft cheek. You struck me again, harder. Pussy
juice
began flowing down my leg, as you inserted two fingers into my slit. The
blows
were coming faster now, the stinging heat sending me into a delirium of
pleasure.
I'd always liked the sensation of heat on my buttocks...this was
incredible.
THWACK! The pain was intense, but I thought I was going to come, your
fingers
moving in and out of my steaming cunt. As you pummeled me again and again
with your left hand, you slid the fingers of your right hand out of my
pussy,
dragging the sticky moisture around to my anus. Another powerful
slap....and the
fingers plunged into the tight little rear hole. I was delirious with
pain and
pleasure. And then suddenly you stopped.
Sliding off of me, you then moved yourself into a sitting position, legs
spread
apart in front of your body, back pressed up against the headboard. You
motioned to me that you'd like me to lean back against your chest, and I
was
happy to oblige. We seemed to melt into one another as you reached around
my
chest and began to softly caress my breasts and nipples, with the effect
that I soon
became warm, wet, and thoroughly re-aroused. I reached behind me to find
your
cock, hard and stiff. I began to stroke it with long, hard movements.
In another instant, I had turned myself around and we were face-to-face.
I began
to kiss your mouth passionately, sucking your lips between my teeth,
thrusting my
tongue almost to the back of your throat as you sucked hungrily in return.
Holding your face in my hands I began to probe your left ear cavity with
my erect
tongue. This sent thrilling stabs straight to your cock, it seemed...but
I was only
getting started with my payback.
I began to kiss your chest, licking and sucking as I traversed the
distance from
your throat to your gold-ringed nipple, which I licked ever so softly,
looping my
tongue through the center of the little gold piece. Then suddenly I bit
the nipple
hard. You let out a loud yelp of exquisite agony as your huge, bulging
cock
pointed straight for the ceiling, a missile, ready to launch. I bit
again, suddenly.
Same reaction, but more intense. Again, harder....grabbing the shaft of
your
monolith...I squeezed as hard as I dared. You yelped in pain, sweat
dripping
down your temples. "I love you, Monica......!!!"
You seemed to intensely enjoy this brand of pain, and instinctively I
began hurting
you everywhere. First I grasped the hair near your temples, yanking your
head
back, biting your lips, and dragging my finger nails hard across the skin
on your
inner thighs. You moaned loudly. I found I was becoming so turned on by
these
acts of dominance, my pussy was hot and throbbing like crazy. I bit the
nipple
again, as hard as I could. You cried out in ecstasy. I did it again and
again in
rapid succession, sending you almost into a delirium of pain and pleasure.
The vaginal pulsating was becoming nearly unbearable and your cock was a
sight
to behold, larger and stiffer than it had been all night. I needed to
feel it inside
me, filling me.
"I need you to fuck me, long and slowly....PLEASE....FUCK me, fuck
me....."
You did not need too much coaxing. In an all-too-long instant, you had me
on my
back, legs spread apart. You were looming above me, slowly lowering your
immense ringed cock into my oily slit. The head entered me
slowly...ever so
slowly. Your face was twisting up with pleasure as you could feel my
vaginal
muscles begin to gently squeeze the head of your hot dick, over and over
again.
"Ohhhhh....you groaned." I couldn't believe the intensity of the pleasure
I was
feeling as your turgid, thick member began grinding slowly in and out of
my
sopping cunt. I felt my entire body quiver as each stroke brought me
closer and
closer to orgasm.
Wanting to prolong this heaven as long as possible, I asked you to remove
your
cock from my cunt and let me lick my juices off of it. Quickly you
complied with
this wish. Straddling my neck now, you lowered your huge, wet, glistening
cock
into my hungry mouth. As I began licking and sucking its head, you asked
me to
describe the taste. "Good...kind of salty..." I replied, as I licked
every drop off of
the throbbing shaft. "Put him back in now--slowly, I implored."
I felt my eyes rolling to the back of my head as the hot, hard flesh slid
back into
my tight, wet, throbbing pussy. Slowly, now...in, out.....in,
out...slower, now
faster.....you began driving your cock deeper and harder into me. It was
so huge, I
could feel every vaginal cell curling around it, squeezing it rhythmically
as he
pumped harder and harder and harder.
And then I exploded, breaker waves thundering through my body like never
before, a muffled, guttural groan escaping from my throat, the orgasm
shaking me
almost out of my skin. Seconds later I felt hot semen squirting deeply
into me as
you gasped and moaned through your own orgasm. And we lay there, totally
spent....at least for the moment.
Finally you mustered up sufficient energy to roll off of me. We'd been
lying
cross-wise on the king-sized bed, so we further adjusted ourselves for
correct
orientation and fell almost immediately off to sleep, lying in each
other's arms. It
seemed only moments before the sun was again beaming through the window,
though actually several hours had passed.
I awoke feeling a strange sort of irritation, for lack of a better word,
deep inside
my vagina. Returning from the bathroom, I saw that your eyes were open
and you
were motioning to me with outstretched arms. I rolled the covers down the
length
of your long, lanky body to discover what I'd hoped to find--your cock,
once again
bulging and standing at 'attention.' My vaginal irritation became more
pronounced and definable: I wanted fucking. With rapidity that stunned
even me,
I was kicking my panties off and climbing on top of your thighs. Already
soaking
with desire, I positioned my opened pussy lips directly above Excalibur
(as I'd
begun to think of your gorgeous, adorned member) and sank down on him,
pumping and squeezing with all my might.
Your eyes closed in ecstasy as I watched the pleasure spreading over your
face,
spurring me on to greater squeezing of my vaginal muscles around your
turgid,
hot cock. My own delight was so intense, I could feel another come
approaching--all too quickly. With a sudden surprised gasp, my body began
shaking
uncontrollably, and once again I was totally spent. You seemed happy in
having
observed my upteenth orgasm, as we lay there together, staring up at the
ceiling.
We'd been planning a trip to the wharf and the sun was shining so brightly
it
would have been a shame to waste the day in bed.
It was time for a shower. You adjusted the temperature to be good and hot
and
allowed me to climb in first so that the hot water fell on me before
reaching you. I
remember thinking this extremely considerate for a man of such youthful
experience. You took the soap in your hands, lathered them up, and began
gently
spreading the bubbles around my fatigued body. It felt marvelous and I
was
enjoying the attention more than I cared to admit. Then you tenderly
lowered my
head directly under the spray in order to fully wet my hair. Pouring
shampoo into
your palms, you began massaging my scalp. This was heaven. The shower
was
clearly planned as a treat for me, and I was enjoying it immensely.
Speaking of 'immense,' I suddenly became aware of your physical closeness
to me.
Looking down between my thighs, I saw the ringed tip of your distended
penis
peaking through. I squeezed my thighs together, putting as much pressure
on it as
I could, as you rubbed soap into the crack between my buttocks. You were
rocking back and forth, luxuriating in the slippery friction.
Suddenly I was seized with the desire to stroke your cock, bringing you to
orgasm
in the shower, to see the semen oozing (it couldn't POSSIBLY spurt at this
point)
off the tip. I turned my body around so you would be the first recipient
of the hot
water, and began rubbing the stiff, slick organ between the heels of both
hands,
stroking the tip and spinning the gold ring with my fingers. Squeezing
really hard,
I then grasped the shaft in both fists, one over the other, and began
pumping as
hard as I could. I really wanted to suck it, but that would be contrary
to my plan.
As I rubbed faster and faster, you were slipping back into delirium,
nearly losing
your balance on the slippery tub surface. You pressed your hands between
the
tiled wall and the shower door, and braced yourself. Moaning loudly and
continuously, delighting me beyond description, you finally uttered,
"Monica.....here it comes...!" As I kept up the rhythm, little white
bubbles of
viscous fluid collected at the end of your cock, dripped off, and slid
down the
bathtub drain.
Moments later we were climbing out of the shower, toweling off, and
preparing
for the rest of the day.
After a quick breakfast, we headed for the wharf. It was a glorious,
cloudless day
and there were large crowds milling about on the docks. We walked about
for a
while, hand in hand. Then, as I leaned against the rail, you behind me,
gazing out
across the bay, I became aware that you had slipped your hands under my
jersey
and were busily kneading my already stiff nipples through the material of
my bra.
God, this was exciting!
It would have been obvious to anyone looking, and the thought of this was
turning
me on incredibly. You were excited too. In another moment, we'd swung
around
so that your back was facing the water and you sat down on a jutting rail
beam. I
straddled your thigh and began rubbing my throbbing crotch against the
rough
denim covering your heavily muscled thigh.
Scanning the crowd, we saw that there were LOTS of folks watching us.
Some
were staring, mouths agape. Some were smiling. Some were trying to
appear as
though they weren't looking at all, but they couldn't drag their eyes away
from this
bold couple, turning themselves on in full public view; his hands very
obviously
inside her shirt, her pussy grinding away on his leg. I tried to imagine
all those
cocks, stiffening and straining against their confinements....streaming
pussies
throbbing away from across the dock. I was nearly crazed with
desire...but it
would have to wait....
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