There's nothing like a hot shower after a hard day's hiking
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My aching back led to an aching butt
My trip through the mountains was strenuous - Every foot I climbed up and down the slopes began to wear me down. Finally I rounded the bend and came upon a small hotel. The hotel had been there at least 80 years if you judged from the style of the building. It was well maintained - the paint on the wood construction was shiny and new. I did not see any wood out of place or like it might be rotting. The slate roof was in great shape although it had obvious age. The yard of the small hotel was abloom with nice Iris and hollyhocks as well as peonies and other plants normally found in an English garden. The yellows, pinks and blues were soft and blended together like a Monet painting.
I climbed the front steps and rang the bell beside the beveled glass front door. The doorbell was one of the Victorian type, which you twist and produce a ringing sound. Soon the door opened and a big guy, 6 feet 6 inces at least, said in a loud but friendly voice - "Come in this house - you look like you could use one of our rooms and hot showers". I breathed a sigh of relief. I was exhausted and covered with dust fromn the mountain trails. Hauling the 40 pound backpack had made my shoulders really sore, and I wanted to stand under a really hot shower and let the water stream down on those aching muscles. I only wish there was a masseur in town to work on loosening up the shoulders and neck. And my sore legs could use a good soothing rubing as well.
As I checked in, the fellow who answered the door introduced himself as David Hansen, the owner of the hotel. I guessed he was about 35 to 40. His face was tanned naturally by the sun and as far as I could see, he was tan all over. Of course the shirt was only opened two buttons from the neck and his sleeves came almost to his elbows. I wished I could see more.
He had strong arms - I asked him if he had a gym nearby and he laughed. He said he had not worked out in a gym since he graduated from the University of Montana, where he played football. I should have guessed he played football by the muscular chest and legs which showed at the bottom of his shorts. He probably had put on a few pounds since college but they were well placed.
I asked him if he had children and he told me he had never married and had no children, but he loved his nieces and nephews who lived about 20 miles down the road. He said he would probably never have any children of his own since he had decided a few years ago he did not want to be married. With this disclosure my heart skipped a beat - What a handsome guy this was to find in a remote location like this. And single too - I just wish there was some sign he was gay, but I did not detect anything through his masculine demeanor.
He asked me if I wanted a room with a private bath or a shared one. I inquired how many people shared the bath because that room was about half the price of the room with a private bath. He said normally four rooms shared the bath, but two of the rooms were empty tonight and he was the only other person who would be using the bath. I did not hesitate to take the room with a shared bath. I was hoping I could walk in on him when he went to take a shower and see him buck naked, even if he was straight. I could tell from the bulge in his shorts that I would enjoy seeing him naked. It probably would not happen, but I could dream.
As he showed me to my room he told me he gave massages to make a little extra money if I were interested. He only charged $30 for an hour massage. What a bargain that would be. And to think about having have his big hands on my body was something that made my cock spring to life. I quickly told him I wanted to have a massage within the next hour if possible, and he said he was available in thirty minutes. As we reached my room he told me to get unpacked and get in the shower so my the hot water would loosen the muscles for the massage. I could hardly wait and nearly came in my pants thinking about what was going to happen. I put my backpack in the room, slipped out of my clothes and wrapped a big towel around my waist for the walk to the bathroom.
I went in the bathroom and turned on the water in the shower - it was an old fashioned shower - larger by far than today's compact designs. Two men and probably three could get in that shower and there would still be room to turn around. After I adjusted the water I slipped my towel off, put it on a hook by the shower and got in. I pulled the shower curtain so the water would not get out on the floor. The water was really hot and felt magnificent on my back as I closed my eyes and stood there letting the hot water soften the tight muscles.
I ws startled to hear a "feel good?" from a voice I recognized as David's. I yelled back - "fantastic". He then said "mind if I join you? I like to be really clean when I give someone a massage" I nearly fainted. I wanted him to join me so badly, but I had never dreamed it was even a possibility. I worried my hard cock (it got hard immediately when he said he wanted to join me) would frighten him away, so I said "I was working on my horniness when you came in and I still have a hard cock".
With that he pulled back the shower curtain and stood there stark naked. I have never seen a finer specimen of a human being in my whole life. He was moderately hairy on his chest and butt; however he had shaved his pubic hairs and his balls were bright pink, matching his cock. And what a cock - It was still soft and must have been at least eight inches long. It was thick, but not so thick as to choke a man who sucked on it. And the head was so perfectly formed. He was cut, so the head was totally revealed.
I stepped back to allow him to get in the shower with me. He took the soap he had brought with him and immediately started to wash under his arms. Then without losing a beat he went straight for his cock and started lathering it up. I was still hard as a rock and got more so when I saw him starting to rub the soap into his crotch. He rubed it for a few minutes and then washed his ass crack - scrubing it as if it were a frying pan with burnt food on it. Oh, he gave that ass a big workout with his hand and the sponge he had in the corner of the shower stall.
Then he went back to scrubing his crotch. He must have noticed me watching his cock but he didn't say anything. He just worked more to get every last speck of dirt away from his balls. He said in a laughing voice, "I have to really work on my balls to get them clean - they get so dirty when I am out chopping wood. Sweat picks up the sawdust and it gets worked into my balls. Look at the dirt still there". He rubed the soap off to let me look at his crotch.
Of course I stared for what seemed like an hour. I squatted down to get a better look and he pulled his balls away from his thighs. I couldn't see anything but the nicest pink balls. But then I thought of a plan - I told him -"Boy, that dirt is really caked in there. It must be hard to get it clean when you can't see there." He laughed and said, "I just have to get it clean - the doctor said it could get infected again unless it gets totally clean every day. I just cannot see there though - Do you think you could take this sponge and wash there for me?"
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would get to even see this man naked, and now he was asking me if I minded washing his balls. I told him that I had bathed my grandfather for years when he was unable to do it, so I was used to scrubing a man down there. I was lying through my teeth - there was no dirt on his balls and my grandfather died when I was two years old. But, I took the soap and sponge and proceded to give his balls the most rigorous scrubing you can imagine.
Some of the time I would let the sponge slip aside and take the balls into my hand and hold them for a moment. They were almost as big as a hen's egg and felt wonderful in my hands. I noticed that he moaned softly when I grabed them with my hand, so I started massaging them gently with first one and them two hands. His moans became more audible, and I caressed the balls and with gentle strokes. He smiled and I proceded to take his cock in my hand. He looked up and said to me "I think the cock is dirty too - would you mind srubing it for me?" I needed no encouragement to fulfill his request. I grabed the cock and started to work my hands up and down on the cock. It started to stiffen, and I swear it was ten inches long when it became totally hard and erect. David was moaning wildly now, so I washed all the soap off and got down on my knees to take him in my mouth. With his big hands he guided my head to his cock and I swallowed it. at first I could only get 6 inches down my throat without gagging, but I kept working on it - up and down until I had close to eight inches in my mouth. I wish I had been with more men with huge cocks like this, so I could have developed more ability to deep throat a magnificent man like this.
He patted me on the head and said it ws time for my massage. Reluctantly I let his cock fall out of my mouth and stood up. He grabed me with those strong arms and pulled me up off the floor and kissed me. He worked his thick tongue into my mouth and we kept kissing for at least five minutes. Then he let me down and held my hand to lead me out of the shower. He took a big bath sheet and toweled me off. He paused a minite when he got to my cock and worked it in the towel to the point I thought I would explode. But he quickly let go and then led me to his room where he had a massage table set up beside his kingsize bed.
He lifted me up onto the table and proceded to give me a wonderful massage. After about 45 minutes of total heaven he flipped me over on my back and started to work on the muscles on the front of my body. Before long he had my cock in his hand and was giving it a great massage. And before I knew it he had bent over the table and was sucking my cock with the most expert techniques I have ever had. This man had everything - great looks, muscles, height, a killer smile, a huge cock, and he also gave me the best blowjob I have ever had. I thought I must be dreaming, but he felt so good I knew it was real. I noticed he had not done anything to my ass other than massage the glutes. I wondered why he had not played with my ass more.
After about an hour on the table he asked if I wanted to jump in the bed and get some sleep. I wanted to jump into his bed but sleep was not what I had in mind and I doubted it was what he had in mind either. He got in the bed and turned on his stomach. He asked me if I would give him a brief massage, so I said I would be happy to.
I started to rub him and he pushed my hands down to his butt. He said it was really sore there. I worked on the glutes for a short while, when he gently moved my hands further down and guided my right hand to his hole. Clearly he wanted me to finger fuck him, so i did. I am versatile, but I prefer to top a guy. Although I had decided earlier, while he was masssaging me, that I would love to bottom for this guy with the ten inch dick. So I was shocked when he indicated he wanted to be finger fucked. I began to wonder if he wanted to be fucked.
I did not wonderlong. He said I could massage his ass better if I was between his legs, so I quickly got between the thighs and rubed my hard cock against his ass. Before I could even think about getting a condom from my room, he pulled a bottle of Eros from under his bed and squeezed it on my cock and his own ass and then pulled my cock to his hole and told me to fuck him as hard as I could. With that I flipped him over so I Could see his face and that huge cock while I fucked him. I put his legs on my shoulders and I pushed my cock into him and did not stop to ease it in. I pushed hard until I had all seven inches up his ass. And I started to bang his ass as hard as I could.
I slapped his ass several times with my hands and he asked for more.. I slapped him at least two hundred times that afternoon and his tanned ass turned bright red. All the time I was pumping the ass, up and down, harder and harder. I pumped him this way for about 20 minutes. Since I was not wearing a condom I told him I was getting close to shooting and needed to pull out. He insisted I keep pumping and to fill his ass with my warm cum. I told him I was HIV negative, but he said he didn't care - he wanted my cum up his ass whether I was postive or negative.
I pumped away with total abandon - He was tight and he squeezed my cock with every plunge. There was no way I could hold out any longer. I exploded with first one and then two, three and even four shots of cum. I kept pumping and a fifth shot came out - I was having so many orgasms I lost count. Oh he was hot! He then squeezed my cock with his ass muscles so tightly I could not pull out. I didn't want to pull out either. I wanted to leave my cock in his ass for the rest of my life. So I laid down on him and fell asleep as he wrapped those big arms around me.
When I woke up a few hours later he was still asleep, and I noticed my cock had slipped out of his ass and lay on his crotch ever so gently. I was in total heaven - I resolved then and there I would never forget that night for the rest of my life.
Little Boy Lost
A man comes home to find his son has become his daughter
It’s not every day that one comes home to find a beautiful stranger hanging around the house. I was so taken aback when I came in that nearly walked right back out. I certainly double checked the front door and view outside to confirm that I was, indeed, walking into the correct house.
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“Uh, hello,” I muttered, suavely, to the pretty young lady who had been sitting on the living room couch until I opened the door. She was getting up to greet me. As she crossed the room I took in her features. There was something uncannily familiar about her. I couldn’t quite place her yet but she definitely had a lot of my wife’s features. Perhaps this was one of the scads of cousins from her extended family.
“Welcome home!” she said, bubling over with what seemed like a mix of excitement and nervousness. As she leaned over to kiss me on the cheek, I took in the scent of her perfume and felt the warmth of her body near me. She stood back and looked at me, taking me in and disconcerting me even more. Seeing how perplexed I was, she frowned before saying, “I imagine that a bit of explanation is in order.” She returned to the couch, patting the cushion next to her, inviting me to sit down.
“This has been a long time in coming,” she said. “Mother and I started work on this plan back on my Sweet Sixteen.”
I was glad to be sitting as the realization that hit me would have knocked me to the ground otherwise. This beautiful young woman next to me was related to my wife, all right. She was my son!
“Stephen, what happened to you?” I stammered.
“Nothing that I didn’t want to happen, Daddy,” he said with a gentle, feminine lilt in his voice. He sounded and looked exactly like a young lady, reminiscent of his mother when she was his age. “Mother and I have been hatching this plan for a year now. She’s given you to me.”
“What on earth – “
“She knows, Daddy. She found pictures of you with other men. She found the notes that you wrote to them. She knows more about you than you do… and so do I. She knows what you need and I intend to give it to you.”
“But, Stephen, I – “
“Be quiet, Daddy,” she said and I knew she meant it. “You’re not in a position to say or do anything that I don’t want you to say or do. That is, unless you want to lose your family, your house, or even your livelihood. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Stephen.”
“Do I look like a ‘Stephen’? You’re to call me Stephanie unless you’re told otherwise. Understood?”
“Yes, Stephanie.”
Needless to say, this wasn’t what I expected today. My wife and I had been distant for the last few years. I had gone outside of my marriage to fulfill some urges that I wasn’t proud of – the desire to submit to the desires of another, and the urge to be with another man. And now, here was the answer to my prayers – a very domineering person with penis. But, my own son!
“Good. That’s good Daddy,” she said, reaching up a hand to caress my cheek. Such a familiar touch from my own flesh and blood filled me with a bit of revulsion. I must have pulled back a bit as her hand quickly came down on my cheek with a sharp smack.
“Don’t you dare pull away from me, Daddy. I’ve seen you on your knees with a man’s cock in your mouth and one in your ass. A nice touch from your daughter is much less invasive, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Stephanie.”
“I’m glad we agree. Daddy, I don’t know if you realize this but from now on, I own you. Every inch of you. Do you know why that is?”
“Uh, because you’ve got those photos?” “That’s close. But, even if I didn’t have those photographs of you, Daddy, I know that you’re a slut. A little cocksucking slut who’s been dying to be owned for who knows how long. I’m taking ownership of you, Daddy. You’re going to serve someone and that someone is I. I’ve read the words of pleading that you’ve written to strangers on the Internet. You really need to clear your chat history, Daddy. I’ve read you pleading and begging for things to happen to you that still make me blush. I may be able to do those things to you someday but, for now, you’ll do anything and everything I say.”
I nodded, not necessarily ashamed of the things I had done but remorseful that I had been caught and that my son and wife had been exposed to everything.
“Now, stand up and take off your clothes. I want to see what I own,” Stephanie commanded.
Depending on how you were raised, it may be strange or not to be in a state of undress in front of your teenage son. Regardless, though, stripping so that your son – dressed as a beautiful woman – can see what he owns is far from normal. I undid my shirt but when I got to my pants I hesitated long enough to garner a swift smack on the ass from Stephanie. “Do it, Daddy. Show it all to me.”
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t turned on by all of this. I had been searching for so long for someone to do exactly what Stephen was doing to me that this was at once both a dream and a nightmare. It was obvious to him just how excited all of this made me when he was presented with my fully erect cock..
“Oh, Daddy! Does your little girl excite you?” she asked, looking from my cock to my eyes.
“Yes, Stephanie.”
“Good. That’s what I want. I want you to be turned on. It’s so much easier to control a man when his cock is hard,” she said, reaching up and stroking me a bit. Her hands were soft with lovely manicured nails. She stroked me with considerable skill, making me wonder what she and my wife had been up to for the last year.
“Mother couldn’t respect you after she saw those photos, Daddy. That’s why she hasn’t touched you… like this… in a year. She’s been saving you for me. She wants me to have fun with you and to make you the best slut you can be. She knows that you’re ruined for pussy and wants you to learn how to suck a cock right. And I’ll teach you, Daddy. I’ll teach you right. And we’ll keep it all right here, in the family.”
As she spoke, she stroked me harder and faster. My knees trbled, as I felt overwhelmed with feelings of lust and submission. I knew the truth in her words. I knew that I would do anything she commanded and that I would soon be begging on my knees for her to fill my mouth. I almost felt like I could cum right then and there as she stroked my cock. She realized this and slowed herself down, giggling at my reaction.
“Such a horny slut. Daddy’s a horny slut! Daddy, Mother’s told me time and again what a good pussy licker you are. I want you to show me, Daddy. I want you to eat my ‘pussy’.” With that, Stephanie stood, pulled down her panties, and then kneeled on the couch, pulling her skirt up over her hips to expose her young, tender ass to me.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I feel to my knees behind her and sank my face between her asscheecks, licking her sweet ass and tonguing her tight little hole. I could hear her sigh and moan, sounding exactly like her mother.
I don’t know why it took so long, but I wondered where her mother was. My wife should have been home by now – what would her reaction be if she came in to find her husband stark naked and eating out his son’s ass? Or, perhaps, she’s here already and watching us. Despite my better judgment, the idea of this made my cock stand even straighter and thicker.
“Stop now, Daddy,” Stephanie said, breathlessly. I leaned back, staying on my knees, ready to take her next order. “That was very good, Daddy. I can see why you’re so popular with the ladies. Now, I want you to show me if you should be popular with the men as well. Show me how well you suck cock, Daddy,” she said as she turned over, spreading her legs and wrapping them around my back, pulling me down to her engorged cock.
It had been over a year since I had been with another man--feeling guilty for going outside of my marriage for my needs—but sucking cock is like riding a bicycle. I got right down on Stephanie’s dick and didn’t miss a beat. Taking her in and out of my mouth and feeling her get harder as I took more of her in with each bob of my head. I could feel her balls getting tighter each time they pressed against my chin. I could hear her breath coming in short pants. Finally, she said, “That’s enough, Daddy” and pushed my head up off of her cock. I hate to admit that I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to taste her cum.
Stephanie stood up, her cock bobing slightly. She reached down and pressed on my shoulders, wanting me to lay on my back for her. Once I was laid out flat and a condom placed over my cock, she hunched down over me, taking my cock in her hand, and led it into her “pussy.” She sat down on my cock, taking it all in with a low, guttural moan. “Oh, Daddy. It’s so nice that you’re so hard for me… for your daughter… Now, I’m going to fuck you Daddy. I want to feel you cum in me. I want you to know that you’re powerless to do anything but what I want…”
With that, she began to move up and down on her knees, letting my cock go in and out of her, stroking me with her powerful muscles. As she rode my cock, she began to stroke her own, tilting her head back and opening her mouth wide to moan some more. It was quite a sight to see… my “daughter” riding me, passion overwhelming she and I. I couldn’t help but moan myself as I felt myself getting closer to cumming while she was doing the same. The anticipation of seeing her erupt brought me even closer to the brink. Cumming inside her, I knew, would cement this relationship – I would belong to her and follow her commands. I think this realization is what took me over the edge.
Feeling me cum inside of her, Stephanie purred, “Oh, very good Daddy. Cum in your girl. Cum in your daughter….” With that, she gave another groan that became a cry of ecstasy as she began cumming herself. Hot jets of spunk landed on my chest, chin, and even in my open mouth. This pleased her to no end. She shuddered and slowed, looking down at me slyly, knowing that we had crossed into territory that she and her Mother had wanted for a long time coming.
She slid off of me, take the condom off my cock while she did it. “Now, Daddy, show me how much you want to serve me. Swallow every drop,” she said, squeezing the condom’ s contents onto my waiting tongue. Eating my own cum before my own daughter, I couldn’t help but dream of what she might make me do next.
My wife's Niece Chapter Five
I didthe other niece.
Chapter four ended with me getting ready to leave for work after I had sex with my wife’s other niece, Carole.
Carole had not been feeling good after we had sex and said she, “Was hurting but had told her aunt Karen it must have been something she ate for lunch.”
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I had left on my route but all night long I kept thinking about Carole and hoping she would be alright.
Then another thought entered my mind. What if Carole was to get worse or Karen decided to call the doctor or take her to the hospital. What would happen then? I tried to put that all out of my mind that night but couldn’t.
I got back in the next morning and when I got in the house, Karen and Carole were setting at the table and I asked Carole, “How she was feeling,” and she said, “A lot better, thanks for asking.”
She went on to say, “Not sure if it was something I ate, a bug, or maybe even a worm and then laughed a little laugh.” Karen said, “She must be okay sounds like she is back to her old self again.”
About that time Carole said, “Time for the bus, tomorrow night is the big night and can’t wait and went out the door.”
Then Karen said, “Busy day for me tomorrow too.” I said, “That’s right you are going to be at the prom too.” Then Karen said, “Yes until about midnight, helping out.” The day came and went and I had another normal night on the route and the next day was kind of hectic around the house with Carole and Karen getting ready for the prom. So I didn’t get much sleep or rest. We had just finished lunch and Karen said, “She had to go to the school for awhile and help get things ready and asked Carole, if she wanted to go.”
Carole said, “I guess not and then asked Karen if it would be alright to slip her prom dress on and show Uncle Dan because he would be gone to work before she got dressed for the prom that night.
” Karen told her she could but to be careful with it and not get it dirty before the prom. Then Karen gave me a little peck on the cheek and said I should be back in two or three hours and left.
Carole went into her bedroom and after a short while she came out in her beautiful formal gown. And asked, “How does it look,”
I said, “It is beautiful and so are you.” Of course this was her second senior prom and I hadn’t seen her the year before when she was a junior.
But she looked different for some reason then it caught my eye her boobs looked bigger for some reason.
I asked, “What did you do to yourself?” She kind of looked down and said, “Oh you mean these and went on to say, it is my new push up bra.”
I said, “Boy it sure changed you and you had better take the gown off before something happens to it.”
She said, “I guess I had,” and went back in her bedroom and in a few minutes she came back out without anything on and asked, “If she still looked ok,”
I said, “Couldn’t be better.” Before I could say anything more she walked on over to where I was standing and put her arm around me and started to kiss me and I grabed her and pulled her as close as I possibly could.
We braced for awhile and Carole said, “I feel better today if you would want to fool around some but I am a little sore yet but I am willing if you are.
I took her by the hand and she followed me into the bedroom and I told her, “To get on the bed if she wanted and I would be right back.”
I went out to my van and got a pack of rubers and came back in and Carole was lying there rubing her pussy. I undressed and slipped on a condom and got on the bed to get ready to fuck her.
About then Carole said, “That Linda had told her that I like to eat pussy and that she would love to get hers eaten out and asked, if I would do that for her.”
Without saying anything I but my head between her legs and took my fingers and spread her pussy lips and started in on her. She had a lot of hair I had to content with but I had never let that bother me before.
I licked around on her pussy for awhile and tongue fucked her until she told, me to stop.
I did because I if I hadn’t she might have got too aroused because it was her first time and something might have happened, like passing out.
Then I rose up and took my cock and pressed it against her sweet pussy and started pushing it in and she kind of pushed me back a few times and I said, “Are you alright,” and she said, “A little sore yet but I will be fine.”
So I just held it firmly against her pussy and leaned my head down and started licking one of her nipples and then sucked on her tit some all the time keeping my hard cock pressed against her pussy.
Carole would push her pussy up tighter against my cock every so often and I could feel my cock slowly going deeper into her pussy.
After awhile she quit pushing and I started working my dick slowly in and out until she put her legs up and over my body and then I would thrust harder with each stroke until I shot my load.
I held it in her for a short time and started to pull it out and Carole asked, “Do you have too,” and I told her, “I was just going to take off the condom and put on a new one because I was afraid it might leak.”
Carole said, “Okay hurry.” I got up and took it off and discarded it and put on a new one.
When I started in her pussy with my cock this time I had no trouble even though it was tight.
I just started in fucking her and in a short time Carole said, “I think it’s time," and just then I could feel that warm cum oozing out on me.
I kept pouring it to her until I had cum again then as the last time I left it soaking in her, but not for long this time.
I pulled it out and Carole asked, “Are you getting another condom?” I said, “No, and that we had better quit before Karen comes home and catches us.”
Carole said, “But I want to do it again.” Then she went on to say, “We can get dressed and go in my room and I will just take my panties off and we can hear her as soon as she comes in the drive.”
I said, “Maybe just a quick one then.”
Carole had went to her room to dress and I got up and slipped my clothes on and had just walked into Carole’s room where she was laying with her panties off and her legs all spread apart.
And I getting ready to slip my trousers down when I heard a car pull in. I peeked out the window and it was Karen. I pulled my pants up and headed for the kitchen and had started to make some coffee when she came in the door.
In a few minutes Carole came out of her room and said to Karen, “Uncle Dan liked my gown.” Karen said, “I knew he would and went on to say, you were careful with it weren’t you.” Carole said, “Of course.”
I got me a cup of coffee and went out on the porch and before long Karen came out and asked, "If sandwiches would be okay for tonight."
I told her that would be fine. Later after I ate and was getting ready to head to the van, I told Carole to have a good time and gave Karen a kiss and told her to keep all the kids straightened out and she said, “You know I will.”
I left and that night at the beginning of my route I saw a guy broke down and stopped to see if I could be of any help.
Company policy wouldn’t let me give him a ride so I let him use my cell phone and call for help and sat there in the van and talked with him until someone came.
It put me a little behind but I just didn’t care and I soon made up some of the lost time and I was a few minutes later getting home and Karen was still in bed and woke up as I came in and I told her, “To go back to sleep that I wasn’t very hungry and would grab me a cup of coffee.”
I sat in the kitchen and drank my coffee and was getting ready to lie down when Karen came in the kitchen, I poured her a cup and we sat and talked about how things went at the prom last night, among other things.
Carole came in a few minutes later from her prom date while we were talking and Karen asked her, “How things went last night.” She said, “Great and I am going to bed.”
Then I said, “I guess I will too.” Don’t want this to get to boring so tell more in chapter six.
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Denise Comes to New York part 3
Denise asks for it
It was as if we were old lovers. I knew everything that excited her. In our long, anonymous, on-line conversations she had revealed all her desires, all her secret fantasies, special words and phrases that turned her on, things she wouldn't dare tell anyone, not even her husband. Such is the power of the internet.
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I found it all charming and I told her so. No matter how she tried to shock me, she could not. I found it all fun. She was so barrassed sometimes but I always reassured her. She was a sweet intelligent woman. She just wanted to be naughty sometimes. Over lunch we reviewed our favorite scenarios and some of the role playing we did on line.
"This is a beautiful restaurant," she'd say, "you wouldn't dare spank me here....in public. You'd be arrested."
"Eat your vegetables."
"I'm not a child, Nicky. I can eat what I like."
"I brought a cane. It's in a bag in the truck of the car. It might be a good idea to give you a little taste of it. It will change the way you look at things."
"An attitude adjustment?"
"Exactly."
"Do you think I'll be better behaved when I have a few welts across my bottom?"
"We'll see, won't we."
Back in her room, I showed her all my toys. "this is a nursery cane," I explained. "It's very light. it's perfect for naughty little girls." I had condoms and KY-Jelly. A very whippy riding crop. A nice little paddle called a nanny paddle....like a hairbrush without bristles. "A nanny would use it to spank you if you misbehave," I explained unnecessarily.
"Have you ever thought about having a nanny or a governess?" I asked. "You have a very child-like view of the world. Wouldn't it be perfect to have a strict governess to take you in hand and supervise your behavior?" I could imagine watching her pull down your panties and putting you over her knee. Imagine how barrassing that would be. She could take your temperature, give you a bath."
"I'd rather have you give me a bath."
"And spank you?"
"yes'
And take your temperature?
'yes" (blush)
Unfortunately Denise had ignored all my instructions and brought nothing.
"Rectal thermometer?"
"No."
"Vaseline?"
"I forgot."
"Vibrator? Butt Plug?"
"Nicky! What if they opened my bags? Use your head. I couldn't."
"Hairbrush?"
"gulp"
"Get it out. Right now."
She could be very seductive. She walked over to me and pressed her thigh between my legs. "You're hard aren't you? I can see it. All this talk is exciting you isn't it?" Her lips were so soft on mine.
"I'll give you a choice," she said, seriously. "I'm a little nervous about the cane but I'm excited too. You can cane me now if you want to. Not too hard. Just a taste, like you said. Three or four whacks. Or, if you can wait and delay your gratification, I'll give you a taste. I'll let you lick me. My pussy is very, very wet. It's dripping. I'll sit on your face and you can put your tongue inside me. Your choice. You decide.
We got undressed. She positioned herself above me and lowered herself onto my face.
"Come on big boy," she said as she grabed my cock, "lick it, make me come."
She was very responsive. She was lubricating freely as I licked away and my face was covered with her juices. I nibled at the little nub of her clit and little rivulets of clear liquid poured from her cunt and onto my tongue. I could tell when she started to come, Her whole body trbled and she pressed her pussy down onto my nose and mouth. I could barely breathe. Her juices ran into my nose and mouth and I thought I was going to drown. I pushed her up but she pushed back down hard against me as she rocked through her orgasm. I never saw a girl come like that. My face was wet, her ass was wet and she was just getting started.
"Fuck me," she ordered. "I can't wait any longer." She got on her hands and knees and lowered her head to the pillow. It was such an inviting target. I jumped right in. And she was slippery and tight. We pounded away for a few minutes, I slapped her ass and she was ready for the cane.
"Get it," she ordered, "Get it now."
For all the uninitiated out there, this is not something you should try at home.
She had a lush ass, plump and round. In the corner of the room was a low club chair. Perfect height. I bent her over the back. Her arms rested on the seat. "Get that ass up in the air," I ordered. She went up on her toes and tried to lift it up. The first stoke whistled through the air and bit deeply into her succulent cheeks at the lowest part of her buttocks. She gasped for air as the first red welt blossomed across her ass. The second stroke landed an inch higher and made her raise her head and curse.
"FUCK!"
The next cut an inch lower than the first, landing right at the top of her firm thighs and she shot up and grasped at the burning weal, twisting to see if her ass was still in one piece. "FUCK!" she cursed again. "That stings!"
To her credit she bent over for one more. I had baby wipes, wet with witch hazel that I rubed gently across her behind. Each red welt cooled at the touch of the astringent and then bloomed again and throbed. I ordered her to spread her legs so I could wipe her properly.
In our on-line conversations I would say how I would use baby wipes to clean her behind as if she were a baby. How I would diaper her. It was her most shameful fantasy. The one she couldn't tell anyone.
"I would just die if you did that to me," she had said many times.
Unfortunately she forgot to bring the diapers.
