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A mutual friend had gotten them together in a chat room. Immediately, they hit it off and had chatted privately for several weeks with intense passion, sharing their wildest fantasies. When they finally to meet in real life, it went from 'love at first byte' to 'love at first sight.' Their fantasies became realities. This is a story of just one of their realities. While John and Marsha were getting ready to go out for a romantic dinner, John instructed Marsha on what to wear. Marsha was instructed to wear a nice skirt, knee length, long sleeve silk blouse, bra, stockings and garter and 3" heels. Nothing else. Marsha was eager to comply, knowing John had something specially erotic in mind. As they were getting ready to leave, John inspected Marsha's outfit and approved. He said, "I have something special for you to wear tonight" and held her loosely and kissed her softly. He then removed from his jacket a box and showed it to her. It looked like a tall bracelet box, covered with cloth in an oriental design. John opened the box toward Marsha to reveal its contents. It was a pair of silver balls about 1 1/2- inces in diameter. Marsha looked both surprised and puzzled. "What are they? What are they for?" "They're Ben-Wah balls," John replied. "They're used to heighten your sensitivity. Let me show you." John took one in his hand and shook it. It rang like a bell. "They are hollow inside with another ball inside and when you shake them, they ring and vibrate. Watch what happens when you use two!" John took the other one out of the box and bumped the two together. They both rang and vibrated. "How are they used?" Marsha asked, fascination and delight showing in her widened eyes and voice as she spoke. "Let me show you," John said. "Lift up your skirt and step apart." Marsha hesitated just a moment. Her hesitation was from anticipation and excitement rather than unease. She trusted John completely and knew that only good would coming from him. Just what that 'good' was, was yet to be determined! She took a step to the side with her right foot, separating her feet about 18-inches. She then bent forward just a bit and grabbed the sides of her skirt about halfway down her thighs. As she stood up, lifting her skirt, she also began rolling the skirt in her hands. She stopped as the hem of her skirt was just below her crotch. She knew where the edge of her skirt was without looking. "A little higher," John said. Marsha shyly tilted her head to the side a bit and with a little smirk, pulled her skirt up just a bit more, exposing her crotch to John. John stepped toward her and reached down and very lightly ran his fingers through her hair. Then he increased the pressure on his fingers, gently rubbing her lips along their length. Marsha pushed her hips into his hand ever so slightly. John felt this and responded by pushing his fingers between her lips. He was not surprised, but he was definitely excited, to feel her wetness. Marsha blushed even though she was very pleased at herself and his reaction. John found her clit and slowly encircled it with one wet fingertip. Marsha swooned. When John felt she was ready, he took one of the ben-wah balls, positioned it between her swollen wet lips and massaged her lips and clit with the ball. Marsha was taken aback by the ball's coldness, but that was short lived as it warmed quickly. She eagerly moved her hips into John's motions. John then positioned the ben-wah ball at her very lubricated opening and pushed it inside her. Marsha gasped with both the sudden intrusion and with the pleasure of that same intrusion! John held her lips together and massaged them and her entire crotch. Marsha ground her hips into his hand, eyes closed, savoring the moment, going to heaven. But before she could get too absorbed, he took the other ball and placed it between her lips and quickly inserted it into her, banging into the prior ball setting off a tiny vibration that almost made Marsha's legs buckle with delight. Marsha ground hard into John's hand, swaying her hips. He inserted two fingers into her and bumped the balls together inside her. Her legs were quivering. John went a step further and began playing with her clit. When her breathing got ragged, he stopped! Marsha squealed, "No!" "It's time to go to dinner," John said as he pulled her skirt down from her hands and moved to go. Marsha almost screamed, "How can you do this to me?" Noting John was also excited from the bulge in his pants. She was really thinking, "How can he be so restrained?" "I can't go like this!" Marsha gasped. "Why not?" John asked. Marsha was thinking ahead, "Because they won't stay in," she replied. John thought about it for a second and left the room. He returned with a pair of Marsha's thong panties. "Here, wear these." Marsha took them from him, and thought for a minute and carefully bent over and put them on, pulling them up awkwardly under her skirt. She lifted her skirt enough that John could see the glistening of her upper thighs. She wiggled her lower half testing her new toys. Apparently pleased, she stood tall and looked at John askew, "Okay, let's go." John smiled to himself as he was pleased with his pleasing her. But John was not through. "There are rules," he said. Marsha reacted in a defiant shock, "What rules?!" John replied, "You may not cross your legs, you must keep your knees apart and you can't touch yourself." Marsha looked at him, squinting and clinching her teeth as if to say, "You bastard!" But she said nothing. John got Marsha's coat and helped her on with it, then put his on. As they were walking out to the car, John definitely noticed Marsha's little waddle as she strained to hold the ben-wah balls inside. When John opened the car door for her, she took it very slowly getting in. On the drive to the restaurant, Marsha wiggled her bottom into the seat and appeared to be massaging herself by swaying her legs. When her knees got too close together, John would reach over and pull her left knee from the right. "Remember, keep your knees apart!" Other than a few stolen glances, the drive was uneventful. When they arrived at the restaurant, John got out to open the car door. Marsha took a few seconds to begin her exit. She seemed to be trying to find the most efficient way to get out of the car without pulling or straining in such a way as to push the balls out of her. She walked even more gingerly from the parking lot to the restaurant door. She was walking in small steps, knees together. Then she noticed the entrance to the restaurant! She had a horrified look when she saw the three steps she would have to climb to the entrance. John saw her horror. He stopped at the first step and held her hand for support and she very, very slowly took each step, pausing in preparation for the next. John was also puzzled at what her caution was about. He figured there would be no problem with the balls falling out with her panties, even as wet as he knew she was. Once inside the restaurant, Marsha seemed to walk a little more toward the normal, but still carefully. It was a French restaurant, very romantic setting. The lights were dim, but not so dark that you could not see each other or the food. They ordered cocktails and sipped as they gazed at each other while they waited for their dinner order. Marsha kept looking around the room as if she was embarrassed because everyone in the room knew her little secret. During dinner, Marsha would give a little wiggle in her seat as if to adjust herself. When her face went flush and her body quivered almost imperceptibly, she let out a sound that was a cross between a moan and a hiccup, John knew what had happened! She had cum. Not the 'big one' but one to make her want more. John knew she could not continue this without reaching a point where she would be screaming for total release. He would lean forward in his chair slightly, look her in the eyes and softly tell her to relax. Marsha's response was a 'yeah! right!' look. John estimated Marsha had cum at least five times during the entire period. After the meal was finished and it was time to go, Marsha kind of just sat there, not wanting to get up. John smiled at her, imagining a puddle in her seat as he stood up and walked to her and offered his hand. He helped her get up. Her rise was slow and deliberate. She was flush, with a silly grin on her face. Well, if the other people she imagined knew her secret, didn't, they did now! Her pleasure was written all over her face! Her walk to the exit was slow and careful. John was getting excited watching her (and a bit jealous that he was not directly producing her pleasure). But, at the top of those three giant steps, panic grew on her face! John took the down step and she held his hand very tight as she maneuvered to get down the steps without separating her legs. As Marsha was getting into the car seat she let out a little "Oops!" John was puzzled, "What?" Marsha gave a sheepish upward glance and said, "One just fell out!" John was stunned. He looked around and saw her ben-wah ball on the car floor mat. He just got a tissue from the door pocket, wrapped the ball in it and placed it in his pocket. He got in the car. As soon as John sat down and closed the door, he leaned over to Marsha and kissed her passionately, at the same time, running his hand up her inner thigh. Marsha was wet, very wet! She was so wet it was running down her thighs. John's cock became instantly hard, no wonder it fell out, he thought. John reached over and inserted his fingers inside her and played with her clit with his thumb. Marsha tilted her head back and moaned with pleasure. John withdrew his hand and raised it to Marsha's lips. She kissed his fingers and gave a quick lick. As he drove away, John slapped her leg and she quickly separated her knees. Marsha seemed a little less cautious getting out of the car and walking up to the house. Once inside, she ripped off her coat and wrapped her arms around John, kissing him with al her passion. John returned her passion. He held her tight, then started caressing everywhere he could reach, squeezing her bottom while lifting up to him that way. After what seemed like hours, they separated and John bent her forward over the back of the couch. He lifted her skirt to her waist, exposing her bare, up thrust bottom. He quickly removed her panties. John's cock was straining against his pants and straining for release. He knew he had to contain himself in order to further Marsha's pleasure. He roughly grabbed and caressed her bottom cheeks as he buried his face between her now widespread legs. He kissed and licked and bit at the most sensitive parts of her inner thighs. She squirmed in delight. She moaned loudly. He began licking her lips. He spread her lips with his fingers and sucked and nibbled on her clit. His face was covered in her love juices. John stood up, unable to hold back any longer, lowered his pants and pushed his cocked slowly into her. She accepted him gladly, screaming with delight, raising her hips as best she could to meet him. He grabbed her hips for leverage and pulled her back onto him as he rammed his cock deep inside her. Marsha let out a loud gasp! John also let out a loud gasp as his thrust was stopped short by the hard steel ball still inside her. He had forgotten about that! He withdrew from her, she begged for more, not realizing what had happened. John used two fingers and reached inside her to remove the ball. It was a slippery affair, but he got it out! He again stood at Marsha with his cock ready to enter her. He rammed into her as deep as he could. Marsha screamed with delight. She was past ready! As soon as John started pumping Marsha's breathing became heavy and her body shaking and quivering. John was ready and exploded inside her, filling her with his manly cum. His body jerked again and again as his life force jetted deep into her, again and again as she clasped his buttocks with her greedy hands, pulling him into her with each thrust. Finally, they both collapsed, both sated, John still inside. After what some time, John pulled up Marsha to standing. He just held her there for a minute. He slowly slipped out of her and walked her to the bedroom. John helped her undress and they lay on the bed together, holding each other, not wanting to let go, to lose the sensations of their warm bodies touching. John pulled away slightly and gave a little attention to her neglected breasts. He kissed and sucked a bit on each nipple, then returned to holding her in a loving embrace. They both fell asleep, fully sated and happy with their dinner date. END Comments are welcome. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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 79