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CHAPTER – 17: The Trip Continues
The water in the tub was warm and soothing. Apparently my hands were also soothing, prompting Sarah to say, “You have magical hands, Mitch. Do you mind if I ask you something?”
“Depends on the question, Sarah.”
“You haven’t been with many women, have you?”
“I think you know the answer to that question, Sarah. Why do you ask?”
“You’re very good. How come?”
“Umm... I don’t think I’m that good, Sarah. I just enjoy giving pleasure, because it’s part of the pleasure I take from my partner.”
“Oh, no, Mitch. You’re good. I don’t mean you are world’s best lover, but you know what you’re doing. I’m curious where or how did you learn... since you haven’t been around... like that thing you’ve done a while ago, with your fingers...”
“Oh, that... Heh. Would you believe if I said I read about it?”
“Really? Where?”
“In one of those men’s magazines. They don’t contain only pictures of naked girls, but have some interesting articles. Like all men, I enjoy sex, and I’ve always been curious once I discovered what sex is. I think I must have read a lot. When you are shy and curious you do what you can to satisfy your curiosity. I guess it helped.”
“I’d say... I never came that strong in my life. I think you found my G-spot.”
“I guess. I don’t remember all the names and such, except the common knowledge things. When I had read about it, I had labeled it as the ON switch.”
“Very funny, Mitch,” she retorted, indignantly.
“I’m not trying to be funny, but you have to admit, it acts like that.”
Laughing, she said, “Yeah, I guess you have a point there.”
“Oh, I don’t have a point, but you have a spot,” I retorted.
“Don’t start again, Mitch. I’ll make you regret it, even if it means Kathy will skin me alive,” she warned, with a soft laugh.
“Not before I make you pee,” I challenged.
“You probably could, but as I said. I’ll make you regret it. I know a great deal about male anatomy. Tonight is for fun, not for challenges.”
“OK. Let’s talk about something interesting.”
“Like what?”
“I think you’ll like this, since you said you were a horny little thing and like to fantasize. Tell me fantasies you have, or the kinky things you like to do.”
When she heard that, she twisted slightly to turn and look at me, her eyes glittering with... I didn’t know what, but she seemed amused. Then, she leaned to the side of the tub, to face me comfortably. However, she immediately recoiled from the cold feel of the tub. I put my arm around her, and nudged her to lean against my arm to my side. She rearranged herself on my lap, and settled against my arm and chest, in a half sideways sitting position.
“You’re bad, Mitch. A real bad boy,” she said, with a fake rebuking tone. “You’ll experience one or two tonight, so I’d rather not talk about it. We already did the big one.”
“Yeah, we did, didn’t we? God, I never expected that. OK, so that covers the fantasies. What about kinks? You don’t have any?”
She laughed. “Getting impatient?”
Her eyes kept its gaze on my face, amused, teasing.
“I can wait. I’m just curious. In many ways you’re a wild girl, Sarah. I’m pretty sure you have a wild imagination. Perhaps, I’m thinking you’re a wild girl, because you’ve changed so much from that shy girl.”
“You’re not bad yourself, Mitch. You were the one who started the whole tampon scene, not me, although it was one of my fantasies.”
“Oh, I’m plain vanilla type guy. It was just a spur of the moment thing.”
“If that was a spur of the moment thing, then you have real potential. It takes one to know one,” she came back, making me laugh.
Her eyes got distant, and she was quiet for a while making me wonder what she was thinking.
“A penny for your thoughts,” I prompted her.
“Make it a dollar, and you’ve got it,” she retorted, making me chuckle.
“Done! So, what’s on your mind, Sarah?”
“I was wondering when I’ll find a skilled partner like you again.” Then she looked up, and I could see the lust in her eyes. With a smile, she said, “I wish I knew your girl friend.”
“Why do you say that?” I was surprised with her comment and curious.
“I don’t know. You asked about fantasies and kinks. I’ve done some things, but have never been in a relationship where I shared a guy with another woman. If I knew her and felt she wouldn’t mind, I would probably gather my courage to ask to borrow you, now and then.”
“Mmmm... That’s most men’s fantasy; to have several beautiful girls at his beck and call. I didn’t think girls would be interested in such a thing.”
“Oh, that’s because women are competitive when it comes to their men. Unless they’re very secure, and have similar fantasies. And if they were scared of sharing, such a relationship wouldn’t work.”
“I guess. I’m curious, Sarah. Would you do something with a woman or is it just sharing the guy with another woman?”
“You have a very dirty mind, Mitch,” she replied with an admonishing tone. Her mind was busy, and after a short pause she added, “It’s just sharing the guy, although... I have thought about women... but never did anything about it. I don’t know. I never felt like experimenting with a woman.”
“Well, I have to admit, there’s something very erotic and appealing about seeing two women together.”
My dick throbbed at the image of Sarah with another woman, locked in a hot 69. Of course she felt it and started to laugh. “You’re kinky, Mitch. I can feel how your dick throbs at the thought of me with another woman. Who’s the other woman?”
“I don’t know. It’s kinda blurry image of you and some unknown woman locked in a hot 69.”
Her eyes got a bit glassy, as if she was trying to look at herself in that imaginary scene. Her eyes focused back on my face, and I could see she was heated up. The idea didn’t turn her off.
“So, what was happening in your imaginary scene?” I asked, with a grin.
“I rather not say,” she replied, with a lecherous grin.
“Wow. If you’re getting bashful with a little bit of an imaginary scene, it must be really something. Now, I’m curious,” I teased.
“Oh, the scene was hot, but I’m not getting bashful about it. I’ll tell you, later. Then, you’ll understand.”
“OK. Shall we retire to the bed? We’re going to turn into prunes.”
“Yes, the bed will be more comfortable.”
While I collected the glasses and the wine bottle, and returned them to the kitchen, Sarah went to the bedroom. Thinking about how thirsty she got after sex, I took two big bottles of water from the fridge, and put them on the tray with two glasses, taking the tray to her bedroom. She had the comforter neatly folded and placed on the chair and was picking up a large towel from her wardrobe. When she saw the tray, she smiled.
“Thank you, Mitch. Can you fold the blanket and the sheet and put them at the foot of the bed? The room is warm. I’ll turn the heat down later.”
I set the tray on the night stand, and gathered the blanket and the sheets, stacking them at the foot of the bed. She unfolded the big towel until it was double folded and put it in the middle of the bed, while explaining, “I don’t want to sleep in a wet spot, and the way I juice up, it’s almost impossible not to have a big wet spot.”
She took out a few small towels and stacked them next to the tray on the night stand. The biggest surprise was, when she opened the drawer, and took out two plastic, cylindrical objects—vibrators. One was fatter than the other. Turning them on, she tested the batteries, then placed the fat one back into the drawer, leaving the slim one out. Then, she took out a tube of lubricant. I was wondering what she was planning, seeing the items. When she saw me watching her, she quipped with a teasing smile, “Want me to try this on you?”
“No, thank you very much! What are you planning?”
“Patience, my dear. You’ll see.”
Moving to the middle of the bed, she arranged herself on her back, knees up, legs spread, and invited me between them. As I moved into position she took hold of my cock, and guided me in, without waiting for foreplay. I guess she was ready. When I was seated deeply in her, supporting myself over her body on my arms, she said, “Try to make it last as long as possible. I’m going to use the vibrator on my clit. I want to come a few times, with you inside me. I don’t know if I’ll ever get you in my bed again, and I want to make the most of it. Do you mind that I’m being so greedy?”
“Sarah, you’re not greedy, just hungry,” I replied earnestly. “I told you I enjoy pleasuring my partners. I want you to take your pleasure anyway you want. I love watching you come. You look so beautiful...”
She smiled, and pulled me for a kiss. After releasing me, she reached for the vibrator and took it. She started by running it around her tits and nipples, before moving it down to the top of her pussy. In the meantime, I started to thrust into her at a slow pace using long and deliberate strokes. It didn’t take her long to reach her first orgasm. One moment she was panting and gasping, the next squealing her pleasure. I enjoyed watching her lose control, and a few minutes later her second orgasm crashed. Her snug pussy was getting tighter with the involuntary muscle spasms, helped along by the sharpness of her orgasms, and I luxuriated in the sensations imparted by her slick channel and the milking actions of her pussy. During the next half hour she had several small orgasms one after another, and I was amazed at her stamina, and how she managed to keep up.
It was quite a turn on and I was getting there, now that her pussy was so active. Not only that, but because she was juicing up so much, her smell was all around us, making me dizzy. I noticed she was keeping the vibrator less and less around her clitoris. As she started to get closer to another orgasm, I realized I was very close to my own impending explosion. I slowed down my strokes and she opened her eyes, questioning.
“I’m getting there, Sarah.”
Shutting the vibrator, she put it aside, and pulled me for a kiss.
“Can we change position?” she asked. “I want to try doggy.”
I pulled out of her, sitting on my heels, waiting for her to get into position. Before she moved onto her hands and knees, she licked her juices from my cock, and gave a few soft sucks. Turning around, she reached, and took the lubricant.
“When I’m in position, use this on my backside, then lubricate the vibrator, and work it in there.”
Sarah was full of surprises. I never had a girl who was into anal play, although I’ve read about it. Getting into position, she raised her ass, spreading her legs, then lowered her upper body and chest to the bed, resting her head on her crossed arms. The view was great. She had a perfectly shaped ass, with her brown hole and dripping pussy in wanton display of feminine beauty.
I must have been lost in the view, because, she asked, “Something wrong?”
“Oh, no! Enjoying the view. Very much so.”
She smiled and said, “Good. You’ll enjoy what’s coming next much better. I love to be fucked, while getting my ass plugged with a vibrator. It’s one of my kinks.”
“Mmmm. Sounds good. I’m sure it will feel great as well.”
I took the vibrator and lubed it, and was going to start lubricating her brown hole, but seeing it winking there, looking so clean, I decided to get adventurous. Putting the lubricant aside, I leaned and licked her pussy from her clitoris to the perineum, making her gasp. Spending few minutes enjoying her pussy, I moved to work on her perineum. She must have enjoyed it, because she was giving short sharp screams and moans. Getting hold of her cheeks, I spread them further, taking a good look at her little hole. It was crinkly with very little hair around, light brown in color, and looked very tight. It was pulsing in anticipation. I blew air over the center of it, and she gasped with the light, teasing stimulation.
“Oh, God! Mitch,” she moaned.
I was surprised how responsive she was, so I started to lick her around her hole, teasing her further, while blowing gently over the center, eliciting more moans and gasps of pleasure. When I finally centered my tongue on her hole, she shrieked, pushing her ass back, looking for more stimulation. There wasn’t really any taste, just the taste and smell of her pussy juices that had leaked and collected around her ass, when she had been on her back. Curious, I tried to push my tongue, and succeeded to penetrate her a bit, getting it nipped by her tight ring. It felt hot and tight inside her ring, and I wondered how it would be like to have my cock there, the thought making my cock throb. She seemed to enjoy anal play, but I didn’t know if she liked a cock there. The vibrator she had was much slimmer than my cock, although I wasn’t large by any means (a healthy seven inches of average thickness), but compared to the slim vibrator I was larger.
As she felt my tongue wiggling in her hole, she started to push back more, while giving little yelps of pleasure, her body trembling and shivering with the stimulation.
“Gimme... Ughh... so good...tongue fuck me... give it to me...”
As she started a litany of obscenities, and got more verbal, broken by her moans and shrieks, I picked up the vibrator, and slowly pushed it inside her pussy, making her scream. When I turned it on and pumped it in and out of her pussy, and kept tonguing her tight little hole, she went crazy. I saw her upper body come off the bed, her head thrown back. A second later, she screamed her pleasure without holding back. Her little ring snapped on my tongue, for a short moment, before it went through flutters, gripping and releasing its hold on my tongue. My hands and fingers got wet from the juices leaking from her pussy, as the vibrator churned it into a frenzy. When her scream faded into a long moan, I slowed down my strokes into her pussy, while my tongue kept wiggling in her asshole, drawing her pleasure out. With a long sigh, she let her upper body fall onto the bed, suddenly overcome with the strain of her orgasm.
I eased my attentions, and pulled the vibrator out, eliciting a sharp gasp, but kept caressing around her pussy, while licking and kissing her on her ass cheeks with occasional kisses and licks around her hole, to bring her down slowly. After a while, she stretched her legs, and rolled onto her back, asking me to lie down next to her. When she could manage, she smiled.
“God, Mitch. You drove me crazy. That last one was too strong. I need to catch my breath before we do anything more.”
I kissed her and gathered her in my arms, and she moved over my chest, cuddling with me, breathing still hard, as she rested. I could feel her heart beat strong and fast, hinting how strong her orgasm must have been. After a while, she was feeling better, so I sat up, and pulled her to my lap. She reached for a glass and a bottle of water, but she was feeling pretty weak, so I helped her with a glass of water. Once she satiated her thirst, she was perky.
“I loved what you did, Mitch, but you messed up my plans. I’m not complaining, mind you. You took me by surprise and I really loved it. Not many men would do that. I want to pleasure you but I need a break.”
“Oh, I enjoyed myself, Sarah. It was a real turn on to see you go crazy. I almost came just because it was so exciting. We still have the rest of the night and the better part of the morning. I can wait.”
“Oh, no. We will not wait. Not too long, unless you’re tired.”
“I’m fine, but I’m worried about you. You need a break.”
“Yeah, I do, but not before you fuck me to pieces. Then we can sleep and rest. I wanted to have another one of my kinks done, but that has to wait. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it now.”
“What were you planning?” I asked, curious.
“I wanted to get my ass ready for a leisurely ass fuck. I wanted you to fuck me and come in my pussy, while working the vibrator in my ass. I enjoy an occasional ass fuck. It’s something I rarely get to do, and even then usually with my vibrator, so I’m pretty tight back there. I wanted you to come, so that you could last longer there. I don’t know why, but I come more intensely during anal play, however, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it now.”
“I think we should postpone that till later. I don’t think I’ll last too long, even though I came a few times.”
“But I still want you to fuck me. Let me take the edge off, and we’ll do that.”
So, she pressed on the root of my dick, while giving a slight but not painful squeeze to my balls. Getting on all fours, she shook her ass in invitation.
“Lubricate me and use the vibrator, then fuck me. Don’t worry about holding back, because I’m still hot.”
It took me a few minutes to get her little hole lubricated and then plugged with the vibrator. Once it was in place, I slid my cock into her pussy, which was tighter than before, due to the vibrator in the next channel. As I bottomed in her pussy, I turned on the vibrator. Even with the lowest setting, I could feel the vibrations on my cock, and they were strong enough to get Sarah moaning in pleasure again.
The next twenty minutes were exquisite pleasure, as I stroked into her pussy, which was very tight and already starting its erratic palpitations. What’s more, the vibrations worked into her pussy and added to the sensations my cock was being subjected to. As I got closer to releasing the pressure that was building up, I rotated and stroked the vibrator into her ass. Sarah responded with shakes and trembles at the extra stimulation, and she was getting more and more vocal, yelping, and shouting, urging me to fuck her faster.
When my balls contracted, getting ready to pump their contents, I pulled back—almost out of her pussy—and gave a brutal thrust, making her scream, as I repeated the same with the vibrator. That pushed her over the brink, and she came with a loud scream. As she kept crying out her pleasure, and wailing, her body was going through contortions, and it looked like the trembles and shakes would almost tear her to pieces. Her orgasm was that strong. Of course, her pussy was also very active, going through its muscle spasms, gripping me strongly and then releasing me, urging my balls to give up the boiling cum with their insistent milking action. The sensation quickly overwhelmed me. With a groan I came, with hard and strong spurts. Even though I had come a few times, and thought I didn’t have much to give, I must have had some more left in me, and I pumped out what little was left in my balls very quickly. Although I didn’t have much, my cock kept throbbing, trying to pump non-existent fluids, while my balls went through their muscle spasms, helped along by the vibrations spilling over from her other channel. It was a short but a very strong orgasm, making me grit my teeth with pleasure.
Long after my throbs ceased, Sarah was still going on strong. She seemed to have difficulty catching her breath, and it took me a while to realize that the vibrator in her ass was still on, and prolonging her pleasure. Lost in my own pleasure, I had forgotten about it. I was almost tempted to keep it running, and pump it in and out of her hole, to keep pleasuring her; it was such a turn on to see her completely lost in her pleasure. However, I took pity and turned off the vibrator. Then slowly, with short in and out strokes, I started to pull it out, watching her little hole work at the plastic shaft, grabbing and releasing its hold on it. She seemed to enjoy what I was doing, and despite her trembling, she responded by pushing her ass back to get more of the stimulation. Without the vibrations, she wasn’t getting overwhelmed, so I kept working the vibrator in and out, until her orgasm ran its full course, and tapered down. When she grew quiet, I noticed her little ring wasn’t as active as it had been. Gently, I pulled the vibrator out. It came out with a suction sound, making my cock throb with the anticipation of how it would feel inside that little hole. But, I was beat up, and in need of a long break and rest. My balls needed to recuperate, as well. They were feeling a bit tight, almost sore from the workout.
Wrapping an arm around her belly, I nudged Sarah, so that she could stretch her legs, but she was still feeling the after effects of her orgasm, so I had to wait a while until she collected herself.
“Sarah, honey. Stretch your legs, so we can cuddle and rest.”
She moaned her agreement, and with my help stretched her legs, letting me lower her to the bed, without breaking our connection. Even though I had come very hard, I was semi-erect, and I wanted to stay inside her. Once I was on top of her, I rolled us to our sides, and spooned behind her, caressing her body, getting appreciative sighs for my efforts. When my hand was caressing her tits, she took hold of it, and bringing it to her lips, she kissed it softly, before letting me continue caressing her. She was still lethargic, unable to speak. While I kept on running my hand over her body, she fell asleep. The lethargy of fulfilling sex had me in its grip, too, so cupping her tit, I closed my eyes.
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I came awake, a bit groggy, having dozed off for a short while. My internal clock was telling me it hadn’t been more than half an hour. When my senses came fully awake, I realized I woke up to the damp coldness of the towel on the bed, even though the room was still warm. I remembered neither of us had put the heat down. Sarah was still asleep and we were uncoupled, my cock resting against my thigh. I didn’t want to wake up Sarah, but I decided to clean us.
Carefully, I got off the bed, and took one of the small towels and went to the bathroom. After washing and cleaning myself in the shower quickly, I dried myself. I didn’t have my toothbrush with me, so I had to improvise using my finger and toothpaste, performing my dental hygiene. She had some mouth wash, which I used to complete my ablutions. With the hot water running, I prepared a hot towel for Sarah, using the small hand towel I brought in.
Back in the bedroom, I gently rolled Sarah on her back. Although I took care not to wake her up, she came awake when she came in contact with the wet and cold spot on the big towel. She was still half asleep and groggy, so I helped her move to a dry spot, and using the hot towel, I cleaned the insides of her thighs and her pussy, before drying her with another small towel. Lifting her ass by hooking my arm under her knees, I pulled the big towel from under her. I collected the dirty towels and dropped them in the laundry basket in the bathroom. In the living room, I located the controls for the thermostat, and set them down to a comfortable but cooler 18 C. When I got back to her bedroom, I found her sitting up, and awake, drinking water from a glass. Her eyes were still sleepy, though.
When she saw me, she perked up visibly, and with a grateful but amused smile she asked, “Do you always pamper your lovers?”
“Sarah, love, this is not pampering. I woke up to the wet spot on the towel and thought I should make us both comfortable. Waking you up wasn’t in the plan though,” I replied, as I got in the bed, and sat next to her.
She moved in to cuddle, entwining her legs with mine, and putting her head on my shoulder. Kissing me on my neck, she said, “You’re a dear, Mitch. I was so tired... I barely managed to sit up.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Great, but I’m worn out. I’m still hungry for more, but I need to get some rest.”
“God, Sarah. Are you really horny?”
“Just wanted to see your reaction. I’m not horny anymore,” she replied, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“You’re wicked.”
“No, I’m not. Greedy maybe, but that has to wait. Ready to sleep?”
“Yeah. I set the thermostat to 18 C, is that all right?”
She nodded, before adding, “But we’ll need the blanket. It will get cold.”
She reached over and put her glass on the tray, then slid down the bed to pick up the sheets and the blanket. Turning to me, she asked, “There’s a night lamp in the drawer. Can you put it into the wall socket?”
Putting the night light on, I got into the bed. My feet came into contact with the vibrator we had forgotten about, so I picked it up, and put it on the towels on the night stand, and turned off the light. After we shared a kiss, she asked me to lay on my back. Then, she molded herself to the side of my body; one arm over my chest, and a leg thrown over mine, between my legs, resting her head on my shoulder, letting me cuddle her in a comfortable half embrace. As she caressed my chest with her hand in a lazy manner, I stroked her body. We both fell asleep.
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