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Slave
Registration Date: 06-27-2006
Posts: 179
Mistress Or Master Or Slave: Slave
Level: 38 [?]
Experience: 1,229,816
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Chapter 2
After a little cuddling and kissing we got up and headed for the shower, I love sharing this task, can always count on a good back scrub and whatever else might come up.
We stand under the spray and he takes the soap from my hand and proceeds to lather me up from tip to toe, he takes his sweet old time, concentrating around my rapidly tautening nipples and lazily moving down to my mound, he tells me how he prefers women who are bare down there, because to him the view is so much more pleasant. He inches my inner thighs apart to get a better coverage of the whole area and starts to massage my sweet button, again I hear his intake of breath.he whispers that he has never seen or touched such a lovely clit, that he loves that it is so big..my legs are trembling by now and he has to support me. I whisper that I have a secret to tell him about that sometime as he continues to lather me with the soap and slide his fingers in my hot, hot pussy.
I grab the soap away from him, and start to lather him up too, and when we are both covered with suds, I put my hands on his shoulders and give myself a little push up and straddle that most wonderful lance that has been poking me in the belly. Oh my, that is a wonderful lance, thick and long and it fits so right. He begins to pump himself inside of me and I have to hold on for dear life because the sensations are going to take me over the edge in mere seconds, it's been too long since I've had such a good pussy pounding and with that thought my head goes back and I welcome the wash of sensations that overtakes me body and soul. He continues to stroke, true and hard and again I feel the tightening begin inside, but this time as I crash, so does he, and we slowly sink to the floor of the tub and stay there as the water is still pounding on us.
He looks up at me and smiles and asks whether or not I think we should go for sustenance sometime soon. I'm game, so we finish washing up, get ready and head for the caf?s and bistros nearby. We decide upon the Blue Whale Caf?, he knows it and says the food is very good. We order the house wine and decide on the Seafood Cr?pes after his glowing endorsement. We chatter on and find out more about each other. I tell him about my work as a research assistant in a teaching hospital, I enjoy the work though sometimes it does get tedious, but the money is great and the people I work with as well, so it's easy to become complacent and stay there for a while.
After we finish our meal he asks if I want to go for a stroll on the beach, oh yes, I answer, I love the beach, that is the reason I moved to this part of town, so that I would be closer to it. The only draw back he says is that we usually get fog here where it is quite clear in other parts of the city. I don't mind I tell him, the English claim the fog is what gives their women such lovely peaches & cream complexions.
As we walk along the beach he asks if there is a man in my life and I answer, no one serious, just a really good friend that I get together with whenever he's in town, I'm not ready for commitments right now, there's too much I want to do yet, before I get tied down to hearth and home. He tells me that he's been married before, but it was straight out of school and that they'd both been too young with high expectations that didn't turn out for either of them and had divorced last year, there were no children involved, which had made it a little easier, but that he sometimes felt like a failure for not being able to make things work.
As we were heading back to the complex, he mentioned that he'd had my secret in the back of his mind all evening and would I be good enough to let him in on it. I studied him closely and decided that I would take a chance, I told him it was better if I showed him and brought him back to my place.
When we entered, I started dropping items of clothing as I headed for my bedroom, and he followed doing the same, I told him to sit on the bed while I opened my dresser drawer and took out some KY Jelly and my secret apparatus, I lay next to him on the bed and asked him to slather KY on my pussy, especially around my clit, and to massage it a bit and while he was busy doing this, I was applying KY to the end of my little pump, I moved his hand and covered my clit area with the tip of the pump, and pumped it until I had the desired amount of vacuum sucking on my clit. This made it stand out about 3 inches long inside the tubing. His eyes were as big as saucers as he stared at my clit then he looked at me and said he had never seen or heard of anything like this. I asked if he had ever heard of men using pumps on their penises to make them longer and he answered that he had, well this is pretty much the same thing, except on a scaled down level.
He was amazed and wanted to know everything about it, so I explained to him that I had always been envious when I saw photos in magazines showing women with large clits, and that I'd always wanted mine to be like that and so I had done a bit of web surfing and had found a place where they not only talked about it but told me how to do it. I've been pumping for a few months now and am really enjoying the side effects and by the look on his face as he stared down at my elongated clit, I could tell it was really having a positive effect on him as well. I asked him to put two fingers in my pussy and to ease them in and out, and as he did so, my clit swelled even more. After a while I removed the pump and asked if he wanted to sample the pretty nub. I didn't have to ask twice, he was there in lightening speed, first licking it then covering it with his mouth and gently sucking it till it was the same length as it had been in the tubing. Oooooohhhhh, my, my, what an exquisite feeling, my hips are moving and my juices are making a puddle under me, he puts three fingers inside of me and rams them in and out and sucks harder on me, I am going to lose it again, and in one long and shuddering moment I visit that other dimension, that other plane I go to when I have an orgasm and as I thrash and gush all over his hand, I go over the edge once more.
He flips me over onto my stomach and brings my ass up to his level and enters me from behind in one swift move and starts to pound away inside of me as I tighten my velvet walls around him, he massages my anus and inserts his thumb and continues to pump and grind himself inside of me, it doesn't take too long that I feel he is on his own edge and about to crest inside of me.
That is fucking amazing he says, you turned me on so much with that little display of yours this afternoon and then with this pump thing, my God woman, you are unbelievable. I smile contentedly, and tell him that I'm glad he approves, that I'd been wondering all evening since I'd made mention of my little secret, whether or not he'd be open-minded enough to be understanding of my little fetish. He tells me that he finds nothing wrong with my secret, loves the idea in fact and quickly volunteers his time and energy to be around whenever I need his help...ah, what a sweetie.my very own personal trainer so to speak, might not be such a bad idea after all. We'll just have to see where this takes us I guess.
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