("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Lindsey - 1 by Tunefulbob (tunefulbob@yahoo.com) *** This is a true story about my relationship with an extraordinary woman, whose real name might or might not be Lindsey. It's been my good fortune to have had several long-term relationships with women who were wonderfully sexy – but Lindsey is in a different league from them, a league where passion and intensity reach levels that were beyond my wildest fantasies. (MF, anal, fist, toys, rom) *** Author Note: This is the first chapter of a true story of an intensely erotic love affair, with a wide variety of sexual activities. *** Introduction This is a true story about my relationship with an extraordinary woman, whose real name might or might not be Lindsey. It's been my good fortune to have had several long-term relationships with women who were wonderfully sexy – but Lindsey is in a different league from them, a league where passion and intensity reach levels that were beyond my wildest fantasies. Sooner or later, this story will include everything that has happened between Lindsey and me, right up to the present, from the quiet beginnings of our relationship to the current stage of our passionate lovemaking, including anal sex, fisting, insertion of a large vibrator into her pussy while my cock is in her ass, and penetration of her pussy by both my cock and the vibrator at the same time. But this story will not be told in the fashion that Aristotle described as ab ovo (from the egg). It won't start at the beginning and proceed in linear fashion. Instead, it will follow the sequence of my memory. To give you an early taste of what Lindsey is like, here is an email she sent me recently: My dearest Bob, I'm finding it very, very hard to concentrate today. It seems as if all I can think about is having your cock deep, deep inside me. Thrusting in and out or sliding so smoothly that I want to cry out. Or lying next to you with your cock hard and pressing up against me while your fingers play with my pussy getting it all warm and wet. It feels so good when you touch me so gently. Softly playing with my clit and then putting your finger just inside and sliding it in circles. It makes me wet and so very horny just thinking about it. I loved having your cock so hard and swollen in my mouth yesterday and the feel of you coming and coming into my mouth, you tasted so good. I think I just came a little thinking about it. I would love to be straddling you right now, pantiless. Right now I am so wet just thinking about you. Opening your pants and freeing your cock so that I could look at it and touch it and then slowly, so slowly slide on to it and have you fill me up so completely that I have an orgasm almost immediately trying very hard not to get any of my juicy wetness on your pants. I want you to put my nipples in your mouth and have you suck on them and bite them just hard enough but not too hard, causing such ache and desire all the way down through my stomach and into my pussy. I want you to kiss my pussy and play with it with your tongue and gently suck and kiss my clit. And then I want to taste myself in your mouth as you kiss me deep and hard. I want you kissing my neck as I wrap myself around you. I want your face between my breasts while your cock is deep inside me and I will move slowly up and down while my clit slides against your belly and then move a bit faster and harder until both our bodies are quivering with the excitement of exploding with each other. I love the feel of when your cock releases into me, emptying your balls, I can feel it pulsate and it excites me so much that I come at the same time, squeezing your cock with my pussy. I'm about to start playing with myself right now so I better stop. I can't wait until we're together again. To think that we will have to wait all the way until Monday. It hardly seems possible. I wish I could steal you today after work but I have to go home because I have to pick Jake up from dropping off his car and I have a meeting after work tomorrow or I would beg you to meet me and then to fuck me. Your schedule is probably busy as well. I'm looking forward to Monday. I'm sorry. I said I was going to stop and this wasn't very ladylike to begin with but to be honest with you, every time I look at you I am filled with overwhelming love and desire and just the thought of you causes uncontrollable and delightful, intoxicating thoughts. L Chapter One My mind is filled with the memory of the first time I was able to push my entire hand into the inner cavity of her vagina. My glove size is large, to accommodate the breadth of my hand across the knuckles, though my fingers are rather slender. For some time, our love play had included the insertion of all four fingers plus my thumb into Lindsey's pussy; but the ring of bone around the top of her outer chamber had stopped me from pushing my whole hand into her inner sanctum. But on this day, with the help of KY, my hand suddenly pushed past that ring of bone so that it was buried in her to a point past my wrist. She yelped, and the pulsing of her pussy and quivering of her legs told me that the orgasm she was experiencing was especially strong. I curled my fingers into a fist, then rotated my fist inside of her and felt both the pulsing and the quivering increase in speed and strength. My knuckles were pushing against her cervix, which made her moan loudly and seemed to give her great pleasure. Somehow, I could feel her mixture of pleasure and pain, and experience with her the sensation of the endorphins flooding her brain. Her reactions, and my sensations of how it felt for her, transfixed me, excited me, enthralled me. After a few moments, the pulsing and the quivering stopped and she pushed her hand against my shoulder, which I took as a signal to pull most of my hand out of her pussy – she grabbed my arm before I pulled it all the way out. So I rotated my fingers and thumb within her outer chamber, sliding them in and out a little, catching her clit and dragging it into the opening – and she started to come hard again. And then she raised her hips off of the bed, grabbed my forearm and pulled my hand into her, urging me to stretch her inner chamber again. I was happy to oblige, and again pushed my whole hand into her, again causing her to yelp in mixed pleasure and pain, again curled my fingers into a fist, again rotated my fist within her, all the while pushing it against her cervix. And again her pussy pulsed, her legs quivered and she moaned loudly with the intensity of her orgasm. We repeated this sequence four or five times, then I pulled my hand out of her, thrust my cock into her hard and was astonished to hear her yelp with the same cry of pleasure and then to feel her squeezing my cock with her pussy as she came, though my cock is markedly smaller than my fist. I had expected that her pussy would be stretched out so that, at least temporarily, I wouldn't feel the tightness around my cock that creates such delightful sensations for me. My cock spasmed with a limited orgasm, without ejaculation. Lindsey felt my cock pulsing within her and started another long and hard orgasm, with her pussy pulsing in what seemed to be the same rhythm as my cock. Let me take a moment to describe my darling, my beloved Lindsey. She is of medium height, with light brown hair, cut to medium length, and blue eyes. She has an athletic build, lithe, graceful and strong, with large breasts and slim hips. Her face is lovely, with intelligence and good humor gleaming from her eyes. She is old enough to have two daughters in their late teens, yet she looks no older than her early thirties. When I tell her she is beautiful, she laughs it off and tells me I am biased. Yet I remember the first time I saw her, walking in the middle of a small group of women. Lindsey immediately caught my eyes, looking sexy and lovely, someone special. The situation reminded me of the song – "I took one look at you, that's all I had to do; then all at once my heart stood still." It was months after that before I had a conversation with her – and was able to confirm that her intelligence and charm were as striking as her beauty. Talking with her was instantly easy, as if we'd known each other for a very long time. I had been sort of provisionally in love with her since the moment I saw her; my real and abiding love for her dates from that first conversation. We occasionally had lunch together. And then we started meeting for glasses of wine after work. It wasn't long before we began capping off our glasses of wine with more intimate conversations and sessions of intense making out in one of our cars. My desire for her was practically uncontrollable. It took all my self-control to keep myself from pushing her hard to embark on a sexual relationship. Both of us were in marriages that lacked passion and romance; but it was hard for her to go against every rule about marriage and relationships that she had ever held. One evening, in her car, our making out got especially intense. She had allowed me to unclasp her bra and to caress, kiss and lightly nibble on her lovely, dense breasts. While my mouth was occupied with her breasts, I moved my hand to her tummy and caressed her there, then gradually to the tops, then the insides of her thighs, about halfway up from her knees. She was wearing pants with a belt. When I began to unbuckle her belt, she put her hand on mine to stop me, but then relented, and placed her hand on my neck, holding my mouth to her breast. I loosened her belt, undid the clasp at her waist and pulled the zipper down. I eased my hand under the elastic of her panties and found the spot where her external pussy lips covered her clit. Without inserting my fingers, I began caressing her clit through the layers of her skin, squeezing her pussy lips together between two fingers. My reward was a gasp of pleasure that came unbidden from her. Only then did I slide one finger, then two, between her external labia, savoring the feel of the creamy slickness within. I slid my fingers up and down, lightly caressing her inner labia and her hooded clit. She began to moan and to breathe heavily – it was clear that she was close to coming. Suddenly, she began pulling at my belt, undoing it, then opening my fly and pulling out my fully erect cock. She slid down so that her pussy was beyond my reach, and then engulfed my cock with her sweet mouth, while grasping the base of it with one hand. She began pumping up and down with her mouth and her hand. It wasn't long before I exploded in her mouth, pumping spurt after spurt into her, perhaps a dozen or more. She swallowed it all and held her mouth on my cock until it stopped pumping and began to soften. We kissed, open-mouthed. I couldn't taste any of my semen because she had swallowed it all completely. I said to her, "You did that because you were about to come, didn't you?" She smiled, and said, "Yes. I'm not ready for that yet." "Okay – you're ready to suck my cock but not ready for me to make you come. I'm not sure I really understand that." But I actually did understand. Letting me make her come was a kind of surrender that she wasn't prepared to offer yet. But there did come a day, months after we first kissed, and weeks after the marvelous encounter of my cock with her sweet mouth, when she agreed that she did want to try making love with me. We drove to a motel, and melted into each other's arms when we finally were alone in the rented room. I was uncertain about how it would be for her. She had told me that she was capable of having multiple orgasms – but had also said that she had a hard time coming at all. I was hoping I could make her come at least once this first time that we were together – and was counting on having my skills as a lover at their peak on this special occasion. In the interest of saving time later in this narrative, let me mention some of those skills here: an ability to refrain from coming for long periods of time, a limited ability to come without ejaculating, which allows me to remain hard, and a limited ability to remain hard even after ejaculating so much that my balls are quite drained of all semen. (Those limited abilities have extended and improved over the two years that Lindsey and I have been lovers.) Returning to that motel room, where Lindsey was alone with me in a safe, secluded place for the first time: we kissed passionately and caressed each other through our clothes for what was probably a couple of minutes. Then we began undressing as fast as we could – Lindsey was much faster than I was – and we climbed into bed. Now I was able to caress every part of her lovely, lithe body – and I took advantage of the opportunity, savoring the feel of her soft, smooth skin and the shape of the lovely curves on her body and her legs. Then I put my mouth over one of her nipples and began to suck it hard, as she had taught me that she enjoyed so much. I took her nipple gently between my teeth and pressed them together and was rewarded with a sigh of pleasure from her sweet mouth. At the same time, I took her other nipple between a thumb and forefinger and squeezed it hard, just the way she liked. After a moment, I slid my hand in a long caress down over her tummy and then around to cup and squeeze one cheek of her firm, shapely ass, and then reached further around her to give the other cheek the same treatment. Lindsey was sighing and softly moaning throughout, while holding my face against her breasts while I alternately sucked and lightly chewed on one and then the other. While I was caressing her ass, Lindsey moved her hand down to my cock, which was so stiff and hard that it was lightly pulsing in time to the rapid beating of my heart. She made pulling motions on my cock, signifying perhaps her impatience to have it penetrate her pussy. But my plans of making her come involved making her wait a while longer, perhaps beyond the point that she might feel she could stand. I began caressing her thighs – tops, sides and backs in sequence, then lightly touched the insides of her thighs, about halfway down, and stroked softly downward toward her knees. There my hand lingered, just above her knees, on the insides, alternating between caressing each of her thighs in turn. The shape and the firmness of her thighs are so delightful that merely touching her in this way gave me immense pleasure. After a minute or two of such an enjoyable prelude, I began to move my had along the insides of her thighs, first on one then on the other, and then began caressing the insides of the tops of her thighs, just next to but not quite touching her pussy, again first on one side and then on the other. On the third or fourth pass from one side to the other, my fingers brushed against her pussy lips. Then on the next pass, they lingered lightly there for just a moment before moving back to her thigh. Lindsey was writhing with anticipation and desire and all the while was pumping her hand up and down on my cock, urging me to get through these preliminaries more speedily. Finally, after teasing her beyond bearing, perhaps, I inserted two fingers between her outer pussy lips and slid them up to her clit. A circular motion of my fingers against her partly- hooded clit, lightly, lightly, elicited a soft moan from Lindsey, something that was intensely rewarding to me. After a few more moments of pussy play, caressing her inner lips, inserting two fingers inside her pussy up to a couple of inches, exploring the slick entrance where I expected to experience even more gratification in a very short time, I rolled over on top of her and between her thighs, placed the tip of my cock just inside her pussy lips, and began rhythmically inserting and almost withdrawing about an inch of my cock into her pleasure chamber. Lindsey wrapped her arms around my ass and her legs around my legs and began trying to pull my cock further into her pussy. But I wasn't finished teasing her quite yet, and continued with my insertions and partial withdrawals, gradually increasing the insertion to perhaps three inches. Then I paused for a moment at a point of near-withdrawal – and finally plunged my full seven-inch length into her, reaching for the furthest point of the interior of her pussy. This sudden insertion of the full length of my shaft elicited a somewhat deeper but still soft moan from Lindsey, followed by a sequence of panting and soft moaning that she kept up for the whole time that my cock was in her pussy. At first, I maintained my insertion to its fullest extent, moving my cock from side to side within her, pressing my body firmly against her clit, then rotating my body against and around her clit. After a few moments of this, I began partly withdrawing and then pounding into her rapidly and repeatedly. Then I pressed my cock firmly into her to its full length again, exploring the interior of her pussy. From time to time, I felt the tip of my cock run up hard against a slight protuberance at the fullest depth of Lindsey's pussy. I thought this must be her cervix – but she didn't seem to experience any discomfort, and perhaps even intensified her moaning and panting, so I began to seek that spot out for repeated bumps with the tip of my cock. For a long time, I alternated hard pounding into Lindsey's pussy with times when I pressed my cock into her depths while pressing my body against her clit. I deliberately held off on coming, in order to try to make sure that Lindsey came. (If I told you how long this went on, you would think I was lying – so let's just say it was a long time.) Throughout this entire long time, Lindsey kept moaning and panting continuously. So it seemed pretty obvious that she hadn't come. I was beginning to be exhausted from my efforts as well as somewhat disappointed and discouraged, so I decided to build up to an orgasm myself and then to postpone further attempts to bring Lindsey off to another occasion. The wonderful part for me was that I really was extremely turned on by Lindsey's beauty and the sexy way that she was moving while I varied the ways that I was thrusting into her. So coming for me was just a matter of loosening the tightness in my groin that I use to control my orgasms. It wasn't long before I began to spurt into her, continuing my thrusting in and out in time to the pulsing of my cock. When my spasms and spurts were over, I began to slow down my pace, and then stopped, with my cock pushed deep inside of her and still fairly hard. Her panting and moaning also slowed and then stopped. With what seemed to be the last of my strength, I rolled over, pulling Lindsey on top of me without withdrawing my flagging cock. "My darling," I said, "I'm sorry you didn't come, though it seemed like you were about to the whole time." She laughed and said, "Bob! I started coming the moment you thrust deep into me – and I never really stopped until just now. That was the most amazing experience I've ever had!" "I wish I'd known that, Lindsey – though I might have stopped sooner. You really wore me out!" She laughed again, delightedly, "I'm very sorry you didn't know, and sorry you're worn out – but I'm very glad you didn't stop!" That day has lived on in my memory as the start of the most beautiful period of my entire life. *** Postscript to Chapter One – When Lindsey read this first installment of our story, she wrote the following in an email message to me ("little bob" is her nickname for her vibrator: "I read the 1st chapter then spent about 5 -10 minutes with little bob and had 3 orgasms. I still vividly remember the tantalizing torture you put me through, your hands on my thighs and skimming over my pussy and your fingers teasing. When you put the tip of your cock in, teasing and then entering me, it was like an explosion of my senses, everything stopped and blurred, my insides constricted and seized in ecstasy and then released making the universe a vast and glorious new realm to me and it didn't stop until you did. Sorry for your exhaustion." To be continued? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 75