("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: elly4.txt (MF, oral, anal, anilingus) Authors name: Friar Dave (Address Defunct) Story title : Elly Comes of Age ------------------------------------------------------- This story is copyrighted (c) 1996. All rights reserved. This story may be posted to free sites as long as no changes have been made to my story, and the author name remains attached. ------------------------------------------------------- PART 4 OF 4 I walked around to stand beside the bed next to her head. She started to reach for me. "No -- keep touching yourself." "Does that turn you on?" I opened my robe. "What do you think?" She licked her lips. "Whatever you like ..." "I want you to -- " I stopped, watching her reach between her legs under the covers. Her legs parted wider and she hunched her shoulders. Her breathing deepened. "You want me to what?" "It turns you on having me watch you, doesn't it?" "Yeah!" "I want you to cum for me while I watch you." "I can't -- " "Yes, you can." "But I want you inside me, where it aches -- " She kneaded her cunt frantically. "I need it so baaaaad inside me..." I reached behind me and into the top drawer of the dresser. When she opened her eyes, they widened. "I want to watch you using this." "I couldn't -- " "That's what would get me really turned on." "I can't -- " But even as she objected, her eyes were locked on the very realistic eight-inch dildo. I pulled back the bedcovers, exposing that magnificent young body. She started to remove her hand from her soaked pussy, but I covered her hand with mine and then kissed her slippery fingers. She barely hesitated in her furious masturbation. She was holding her labia apart with the fingers of one hand and furiously rubbing her clit with the other thumb while trying to force two fingers deeper into that sweet, syrupy little slit. I stood and took the K-Y from the same drawer and smeared a liberal dose on the dildo. She focused on it like a bird watching a cobra as I brought it slowly down between her thighs. When I put the tip against her exposed cunt, she jerked. "Cold," she said. "It'll get warm fast." She rolled her hips and pressed her pelvis down and toward the dildo. I pushed it a little and she gasped as it began to slide in. Her fingering of her clit speeded up. I worked the latex head back and forth a few times, watching her rhythm alter. When her cunt was reaching for it all the time, I pushed the head all the way in. She gasped and then groaned and began revolving her hips around it. She took the labia parting hand away and began caressing her breasts. I was jealous. "It feels so big in there, so good and big and stretching me so muuuuu..." I led the tit-fondling hand down and placed it on the shaft, then took my fingers away. She worked it back and forth experimentally a few times, then began slowly pumping herself with it, taking the inch-and-a -half thick dildo deeper each time. "Oh, yeah, this feels so good, feels so good, feels so good," she breathed, chanting in time to her thrusts. Her hips were taut, now, and she was starting to arch her ass from the bed. Suddenly, she arched higher and rolled slowly over onto her belly. She pulled her knees up, leaving her shoulders and face flat on the bed, and began pushing that latex prick deeper. Whatever she was muttering was lost in the pillow. I looked at her in profile. Her face was turned toward me and was totally slack with pleasure. Her hair was a singular, disheveled mess. Her position was crushing her over-sized tits so they bulged out to either side of her. She had her knees pulled up so far that her kneecaps were pushing against her breasts. Her sleek little ass was out-thrusting beautifully. And her hand, still gripping the base of the dildo, occasionally appeared briefly between her taut thighs before disappearing back between. I reached out and began lightly caressing her back. After about twenty seconds, she was cumming -- hard. She kept pumping her pussy with the indefatigable dildo and her pussy kept pumping right back: She kept cumming. I took my fingers from her back and she moaned, "Touch me Please!" She was cumming faster now and I didn't want to spoil the mood or anything, so I accommodated her. It was a great sacrifice. I traced my fingertips on the overflow swell of her left breast and she continued pumping, now with less regularity. She was starting to lose her coordination and all self-control. I leaned forward and kissed her hot cheek gently and whispered, "You are so beautiful and wonderful. You're turning me on beyond belief!" She just moaned and continued getting off on what she was doing. I went to the foot of the bed and bent and began kissing and licking the small of her back. Inches beneath my chin, she was thrusting the dildo harder and harder into herself. I grabbed her buttocks and gave them a squeeze, then spent so time nibbling lightly on them, then kissed and licked them. My hands stayed busy on her hips and thighs, caressing. She was moaning softly and continuously now and her whole body was shaking. I licked down the sweet, narrow furrow of her tiny, taut ass and when I got to the opening, kept right on licking. She was quivering all over, cumming without pause, now, and with growing intensity. I located the K-Y, and lubed up a finger while rimming her teeny little asshole. I thrust my tongue against pinpoint opening, then licked up and down and kissed the inner swells of her cheeks again. Then I put my slippery fingertip against her anus and slowly massaged the K-Y into it. "Yessssss...." she hissed loudly. I pressed the fingertip in to the first knuckle. I could feel the dildo pumping through that thin membrane separating the channels. Her ass clamped down on my finger and spasmed powerfully as she continued cumming. I worked it in farther and then carefully moved it in and out. I thought of how it would feel to have my prick in there and regretted that she was so tiny that my dick would hurt her too much. Doubly regretted it, because she was obviously enjoying what I was doing back there and she moaned when I removed the finger. I went back to the side of the bed and rolled her onto her side. She slowed her pumping and looked up at me. Her eyes focused for a moment and she said in a distant, amazed voice: "I just can't stop getting over, David! I just keep cumming!" "It's so wonderful," I answered. I rolled her over the rest of the way. She reached up with one shaking, juice-soaked hand and grabbed my stiff prick. "Please?" she said, pulled me toward her face. "Please?" I straddled her and felt her huge breasts brushed the backs of my thighs. Her nipples were stiff as spikes. I lowered my cock to her eager mouth and that long, limber tongue flickered out to guide it the rest of the way to her welcoming lips. She locked on to my dick about halfway down. I leaned forward, onto my outstretched arms, and looked down to watch as I slowly, carefully, pump my dick in and out of her mouth. Beyond that, her wondrous tits thrust upward, capped by outrageously swollen nipples. And beyond those, I could see her hips canted up, her knees wide and feet flat on the bed. She was holding the dildo almost motionless and fucking it with urgent thrusts. Every half-minute or so, she would hold herself still and catgut taut and cum in shuddering waves. The room was ripe with the smell of hot pussy. It was too much for me and very quickly I was pulsing in her mouth. I didn't have to tell her I was cumming; she knew it was imminent. She sucked maniacally, cumming constantly as she did. When I finally began spurting in her mouth, she gobbled my cock to the back of her throat and gulped me right down and in. I felt like all my semen was exploding out of me in one long, uninterrupted stream -- and she was drinking it all and cumming so hard that she was arching on the bed beneath me. She drained me dry and kept sucking. I pulled my spent dick from her lips and rolled to one side. She continued cumming, her hand a blur as she rubbed her clitoris, her hips chattering up at the dildo held in fast by the other hand. She was gasping a word. I put my ear close and finally made it out: "More...more...more..." Each time it was a little explosion of barely modulated breath. I leaned down on the bed and began licking her breasts and then suckled her. I ran my hands lightly all over her. She was cumming constantly now, without interruption. I licked lower, over her abdomen and then around her mons. I caressed her thighs and reached beneath the lightly cup and squeeze her ass. Her buttocks wee in constant spasm as she came. I leaned farther and she grabbed my hair and forced my mouth down to her clitoris. As she kept grinding her cunt on the dildo, I sucked her clit carefully into my lips and began lightly running my tongue around -- but as fast as I could: swirling. I wrapped my arms around her slim hips and grabbed her ass and bore her back down to the bed. "YES!" she screamed suddenly, loud enough to scare the neighbor's dog into barking. Her body began writhing, serpentine, beneath me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled herself to me so tightly, I thought one of us was going to break. Her mouth was against my abdomen and I felt her screaming nonstop against me as she came. She came harder and harder and then, abruptly, went silent. Her hips hunched and then relaxed and she fell shiveringly limp. The dildo was pushed ever so slowly out of her cunt, followed by an enormous accumulation of Elly juices that seemed to pour out of her. Even as I rolled away, hearing her panting slow, she shuddered and came again. I sat up with my back to the wall and looked at her. Elly's body continued, slowly, to shake with pleasure, as if echoes of the orgasms were still bouncing around in there. The flush was just beginning to fade from her chest. I stretched out beside her and took her into my arms. The bedside clock said noon. I nestled her, spoon- fashion, against me and kiss the side of her neck. She smiled in her sleep. I smiled back, anyhow. When she woke I would tell her that she had helped me realize a fantasy I've had since I was eighteen: To be with a woman and help her cum so hard and so much that she passes out from the sheer pleasure of it. Forty-five minutes later, I was awakened by the sound of the shower running. I donned the ratty old robe, creaked out of the bedroom and knocked. "Come on in!" I heard her drawing the curtain. She had drawn it open. Elly stood there with her hair in the incredibly stupid pink shower cap I keep for guests, with water sluicing off her incredible little body. I had great fun watching her use the Ivory Soap on the astonishing curves, and my cock had even more fun in mind. She spotted the growth and her eyes half- closed and her nipples began to swell. Her hands dipped between her legs and started moving, then withdrew. I started to pull off the robe. "Don't," she said softly. "I have to get going." "Don't you want me anymore?" She grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. I slid a finger deep inside her. The hot moisture in there wasn't from any shower. "Desperately," she said softly, putting a kiss on beard and pushing my hand away from her cunt. "But I have to run some errands and do some housekeeping." "Still think of yourself as a slut?" I whispered. She laughed and straightened, completing her rinsing. As I watched her towel herself dry, she said, "Right now? No. But when I want to, I'll be a slut, all right. Like before." She shook her head in amazement and wrapped the towel around herself. "I never would have imagined I could ever cum so much! I actually passed out from it!" I walked her to the bedroom and watched her dress while I told her about the fantasy. "That's the kind of fantasy I would've thought you had, David." She was wearing her jeans and had her bra on, but not clasped. She leaned up to kiss my chin. "It's too bad that once you do something, it can't be a fantasy anymore." "Naaaah. I'd like to do it again -- lots." "Really?" "You betcha." "Me, too. The same goes for my fantasy." I frowned as she hooked the bra and reached for her plum-colored blouse. "What's that?" "The one I've had since I was sixteen -- about you." "I'm ready." She gave my stiff dick a squeeze. "So I noticed." She buttoned her blouse, saying, "And I've had other fantasies, but I've always suppressed them." "I'd love to hear them." "I'll tell you mine if you'll tell me yours -- that is, if you've got any left." "Don't worry. I've one or two left, maybe even three." She cocked an eyebrow at me. "`Lezzy Bitch' was it? How many of those books did you write?" I made a face. She laughed as she bent limberly and straight-legged -- as if to taunt me with her body -- to pull on her sandals. She straightened and said, "You know, I really would like to see that book." "'Lezzy Bitch'?" "No, the one on the shelf -- `Fear of Flying'." We went into the living room. She retrieved her handbag (which is what they call a canvas steamer trunk with a strap on it) and I gave her the book. At the door, I asked, "Can I count on getting this book back?" "Hand-delivered," she said and started down the stairs. She waved from the third-floor landing. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 1