Cat-like, she climbed the wooden stepping stool onto the high sleigh bed, thrusting her ample derriere high in the air as she moved. Watching her movements, he licked his lips and kneeled onto the bed behind her, planting his face between her ass cheeks. Her giggles broke the silence as he shook his head from left to right, causing her cheeks to vibrate. In one quick move, he flipped her over onto her back and dove head first between her legs. The peaked tips of her mauve-colored nipples stood erect as she opened her legs wider, inviting him in closer. Her lover pushed her legs up to her chest and simultaneously grabbed both nipples between his fingertips. He pleasured her with his mouth and hands, licking, sucking, and lapping at her pink pearl. I could see his tongue flicking, circling and disappearing inside her. Wetness soaked my panties as I played Peeping Tom. Mercilessly, he tongue-fucked her to the point of her screaming and moaning from orgasmic sensations. Finally, done with his meal, he moved to the dessert, her nipples. He climbed over her body and took turns savoring each breast, alternating between licking and sucking. Meanwhile, she rubbed the head of his penis with the tip of her thumb, covered it in juice, and stuck the thumb in her mouth. Over and over she did this, sucking on the thumb like a pacifier. Her need for him was so great it seemed to fill the space and permeate the room with her lusty tang.
“I’m hungry, feed me,” she purred.
Smiling, he crawled out of bed and pulled her body to the edge.
Whack, whack, he slapped his piece against the sides of her face. “Is this what you’re hungry for?”
“Yes, please give it all to me. I miss it so much!”
“With pleasure,” he said as she dropped her head over the side of the bed, slowly feeding his long penis into her mouth until the whole thing was in. I thought she would choke. She’d definitely mastered her gag reflex as she gave deep-throat head effortlessly. Slurping and sucking his dick in and out of her mouth, she drenched it with her saliva. In a constant rhythm she sucked him in halfway, to the tip, then to the base with her tongue, licking up and down the underside. My need to be more than a voyeur consumed me and I found myself masturbating while watching. The technique she used must have been very effective because her lover began to moan and cuss loudly.
“Oh no, you’re not getting off that easy. I plan to pound your pussy and make you explode before you get it out of me. You have to work hard and earn it first.”
She watched as he walked over to the dresser and retrieved a small, velvet pouch. A small, plastic bag fell into his open palm. Inside was a black, stay-hard cock ring. He fitted the silicone ring over his hefty cock and testicles and we all stared as it grew and became more engorged. I gasped. A wide smile appeared on his face as he gestured for her to mount him. She seemed hesitant as she moved closer to the large pendulum that moved up and down invitingly.
“It won’t hurt you; it’s just going to give you love and make you love it back.”
Slowly, and with some caution, she eased down onto it until she reached the base. Immediately her body shuddered, as if that was all it needed to reach a climax. With his large hands on her hips, he pumped her body up and down until I could hear the smacking sound from his manhood and her innards separa
ting. Finding her own tempo, she skillfully moved in circular and up-and-down motions. She rode his ditch digger like a madwoman, pounding her thighs against his waist. My own fingers worked wildly, stirring inside my honey pot. Sweat dripped from her chin to his chest. Suddenly, a quake erupted in her body and she began to spasm. Still flinching from her orgasm, he lifted her and lowered her onto her back. He entered her with a powerful thrust that made us both gasp. His back arched as he rocked his body into hers.
“Ah, fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Yes! Yes!” she screamed.
Smiling again, he entered her more forcefully. I could hear his thighs colliding with her body. I wondered if he had pushed the thing all the way up to her stomach. Her face contorted as she whispered the word yes over and over. Again, her climax came and made her limbs thrash wildly. With her toes curled, hairline sweaty, and eyes squeezed tight, she still begged for more. Putting his arm around her waist, he pulled her body as close to his as it would go and lay inside her. Deep.
“More, more, give me more.”
Rigid penis leading the way, he got out of bed and retrieved two pairs of handcuffs from his dark blue pants.
“Touch your toes,” he said as he helped her from the bed to her feet. Moving leisurely, she did as she was told. He fastened a set of cuffs around one wrist and an ankle and did the same on the other side. “Open your legs wide and brace yourself.”
“I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m ready, give me that dick,” she yelled confidently.
With one hand on her waist, he steadied her body while he guided his length into her with the other. First, he worked himself in and out at a slow pace, then moved deep and fast, grinding into her. She tried to stand upright but couldn’t because of the handcuffs.
“Hit it, hit it, hit it.” It started as a scream but ended as a winded whisper. He drove his dick in harder, faster, and without mercy. At times he moved from side to side to hit it from an angle. She screamed to the top of her lungs and I came as she did. My fingers were covered in my sticky, sweet juice. I looked at the couple just as he began cumming, too. It shot all over her as he moved in and out of her, still maintaining his erection but allowing his penis to come all the way out to shower her with his jiz.
Delicately, he kissed her shoulders while freeing her from the cuffs. Spent, they both fell onto the bed in a spoon position. The warmth from their lovemaking blanketed their naked bodies.
CHAPTER 3
Knock knock! “Hey, wake up!”
I jerked my body up completely, unaware of my surroundings. Slowly, I opened my heavy eyelids and saw Mr. Tim’s face pressed against my window. He wore a sly grin and an expression that made me think this was the highlight of his damn day. Just then, my alarm on my cell phone rang, a little too late to wake me.
Wow! I thought to myself, had I really just dreamed all of that while taking a short nap? Of course I had. The moisture I felt in the crotch of my work pants told me so as I made my way out of the car.
“Mr. Tim, can you give me five minutes? I need to take a bathroom break.”
“Go ahead.”
“Thanks.”
Inside the restroom, I turned on the cold water at the sink. I cupped my hands and filled them with the water and splashed it on my face. I repeated this a few more times, then patted it dry with paper towels. Totally awake, I pulled a piece of mint gum from my purse and popped it into my mouth. The last thing I wanted to have was stale breath when standing close to a customer showing them their pictures on the viewer. I added on a layer of my favorite peach-stained lip gloss and opened the door.