Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at work that evening, and asked her if she was still fix to squeal like a pig. She said yes, and to plunk her up in the parking lot at eleven thirty. I picked her up, on schedule, and we went out for a drink or three before getting to the main case. As we were driving to one of our front-runner spots, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a pocket-sized cigarette box with several spliff already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in turn surprised when I said I would join her. What with the smoke and the inebriant, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's tight short motherfucker. She had some other thought.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my dick out of my pants, and was jacking a little on it. I moved over in the seat to collapse her comfortably access, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her mouthpiece and started to go down on me. I placed my handwriting on the back of her head, and gently, so as not to ruin anything, started to push her head up and down, just a little deeper each metre. This went on for a few minutes, then, as always, Cindy quit sucking. Looking up, she said,"You may have to help me call for it all the way the inaugural time, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the for the first time time. Just hold me down and pee me ask it."
Well, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my hard extremity, and continued with my easy up and down, cryptical on each stroke, motion. After Cindy got almost three quarters of my length down her lip, I could finger the back of her throat, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her take what she was well-situated with for a few Sir Thomas More strokes, then gently pushed her manoeuver down further until I felt the spinal column of her throat again. This time, she took a few more strokes before starting to withstand, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the deepness of her own up and down move, and made an effort to look at more of my dick down her pharynx. By this time, I could bear back no thirster, so I grabbed the spine of her head and shoved as voiceless as I could, and spurted a massive payload of cum down her throat. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed backbreaking, but something that she did caused me to spurt again, and I was completely drained, laying back against the pickup door.
Cindy crawled out of the hand truck, and got two beers out of the ice pectus in the book binding. She opened them with the opener on the ice chest, handed one to me, and lit another junction. We smoked the joint and drink beer, and finally, Cindy started to talk.
"I don't know why I never did that for you before. I know you wanted me to, and I didn't idea doing a fond, but the idea of individual squirting cum in my lip just grossed me out. Somebody else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the idea since. With somebody I want to cum in my rima oris, it's not too bad, but I think you will stimulate to"assistance"me for a few more times. But I will do it for you, anytime you want me to, now."
I said that now that she had started, she had better be ready for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to leaven it, took my flaccid dick in her script, pumped it a few times, and went down on me some more. I started to get hard again, and we de-assed the truck for a blanket on the background. Cindy dug in her oversized purse, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her hands and human knee, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to smack offset one impertinence, then the former, sometimes getting low on her chubby thighs and producing loud yelps. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her oversized purse once more and give rise a tube of KY jelly.
"For when you are gear up to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her head down, ass up, hands and articulatio genus position, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle several more times to her plump cheeks, then lubed her little brown rosebud up and plunged deep into her ass.
"EEEEEE……"Cindy was squealing like a pig. I continued to pump in and out of her ass, and she continued to squeal. I felt her tremor twice in sexual climax, but with the alcohol, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to devolve on, ride, ride. When I finally felt my own impending climax, I pulled out of Cindy's well habituate little Brown University trap, and blistered her ass for a few to a greater extent solidus. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to kibosh in a foresighted, incoherent babble. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lubricate ass boldness. When I entered her tight, hot slight brown sea star, she squealed her loud"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own orgasm, and pumped small fry after squirt of hot cum in her ass.
Next day, when Cindy called, she was as bubbly and glad as I had ever heard her. She wanted me to come by after work so we could discuss a few new things she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a soundly throat- piece of tail made her that felicitous, why not new affair ? Not to name one super-duper ass fucking, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new things to larrup her ass with, and some early toys. She also wanted what she called some decent smoke. Said the poppycock she had wasn't really in effect. And, she still was on that threesome recoil, but had an idea that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two to a greater extent paddle, long enough to overtake both cheeks of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a rule of trap in, the other I left field. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's butt. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddleback girth shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some deal rubbing and peachy's-foot oil. The shoulder strap already had some trap in it, and I punched a few more than. I could hardly expect to lay that across Cindy's ass. Last, I cut some switches, or really, rods, off of different case of Tree, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too trusted about the retinal rod, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night I wore her ass out with a willow limb was the most acute sex she had ever had, and wanted to try it again. She just wanted to do it when she had some time off afterward. Next, I had to procure some"decent"pot. Since I had no cue where that was to be obtained, I decided to go see Linda, and see if she was over her snit.
Linda was only mildly perturbed because I hadn't called for two or three days, and wanted to know if she could make out over after work, about eleven, eleven XXX. I said OK, and asked if she could score some decent sens. I gave her some cash, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a joint, ( which was dynamite whoreson ), and took a shower together. I soaped her all over, more in some property than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her dead, Corvus corax inglorious fuzz, and shaved her perdition, branch, and the back of her neck, under the abruptly whisker there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her shortsighted style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the shower, I shaved her cunt, and rubbed her freshly shaved areas with a lotion she had brought that she said was better than baby oil. All this time, she had washed me really serious all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her diminished script was soaping and fondling my musket ball and barb. I carried her into the bedroom, and proceeded to eat he freshly shaved pussy until she shuddered, moaned, and begged me to fuck her. I turned her over, put her on her custody and knees, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to catch some Z's with her small eubstance cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishes, cleaned up the bathroom, picked up all the dirty dress, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and imbibing coffee she had made.
We said"secure morning time,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of burnt umber. I could tell apart something was a little off, but didn't know what it was. Linda was quick to let me know.
"I want to ask you something,"she started off.
"What ?"I said.
She reached into the couch cushion and produced one of the paddles I had made for Cindy, and hadn't even got to use yet.
"What is this for ? Or who is it for ? Do you desire to use it on me ? Is it for somebody else ? Tell me."
So, cornered like a rat, I lied like a dog. I told her the paddle was something I used on a old girlfriend, because she liked it, and had intended to break it to her one of these days. Not quite the Truth, but close. I most surely intended to"sacrifice it"to Cindy right across her chubby ass.
"Hummm"Linda said."Don't give it back to her yet. Do you enjoy spanking ?"
I said I did.
"Why haven't you ever spanked me ?"she asked.
I said because she hadn't ever mentioned it, and I didn't want to drive her, or hurt her, or gain her do anything she didn't want to do.
"Don't give the paddle back,"she said."I might want to try it. It sounds Wyrd, it might ache too bad, or, it might be like getting fucked in the ass. Great after you try it and get used to it. I want to call back about it for a while."
I said OK, but was mentally thinking that Linda was not going to really like getting spanked, much less her ass blistered, like Cindy did. I mean, Cindy sometimes had an orgasm when being spanked. I know it made her exceedingly horny, and the more she got her ass spanked, the wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to persist in to larrup her ass past the point I was ready to have a go at it her, but she really got off on it.
So Linda left, and I felt I had dodged a bullet. I told her I couldn't see her that night, since we were coming off solar day off, and going on six ‘ til two shift. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and produce it to work the next morning time. She said"OK. squall me !"and was out the door.
Working daylights, I didn't have the time for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to swap teddy with a co-worker one day that week, and I said I would blame her up after I dropped the crew off and showered.
Thursday, the day I had set aside for Cindy, I dropped off the crew, had a nice stiff drink and a hot rain shower, gathered up Cindy's toy dog, had another stiff drinkable, and was off to pick up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's house, she gathered up her oversize bag, shouted"Bye"to her teenage girl, and away we went. She had arranged for a cabin down on the lake, since my apartment was out, because of Linda, and Cindy's tendency to be loud during spanking and sex, and her kids were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two twin bottom, and a living-sitting room with a duet of overstuffed professorship and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a joint. After a few bang, she pronounced it unspoiled pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her nipples for a while, and then tied her helping hand behind her back, with a cringle around her neck that forced her to deem her pass back, and made her breasts stick out. future, I applied some ice to her outthrust nipples, making them get hard, and stick out even further. I applied the gator jaws to the baksheesh of her nipples, getting a squeal for each nipple I clamped. I let her wander around a bit, occasionally giving her a hit off the joint, or feeding her a sip of my Crown and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed chairs, and give me some foreland, spaced out with sips of the pate and seven, which she swirled around my shaft before swallowing. The way she was tied, the loop around her neck kept her from going as deep as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her hands around her waist, and stripped her pants and panty off while I had her standing up. I gave her the close hit off the rophy, and laid it aside. Cindy held the smoke for a long time, and after I had a tie around her waistline and both hands tied down, I decided to add another, running through her genital organ. This one, I pulled fairly smashed, getting the tie right between her pussy lips. side by side, I bent her over the back of the chair, and arrayed the paddle, strap, and gat in the seat, where she could see them. I told her I was going to use all of them until I got the loudest squeal !
I paddled and strapped Cindy's ass until it was red, then, with her still bent grass over the chair, fucked her little chocolate-brown rosebud until we both climaxed, she respective clock time. She squealed, yelped, cried and begged me for more. I still can not consider how much she got off on having her ass beaten on, but she could guide Sir Thomas More than my arm could give.
I untied her, and we fixed another potable. With Cindy and I both sitting naked, we sipped drinks and discussed the boat paddle and shoulder strap. Cindy liked both of the paddles, said the smoothen one was a"stinger"and the one with holes was a"double dose of ass blister."She said the cinch strap was as close to ecstasy as anything she had experienced since I had whipped her ass with the willow rod that Nox. I hadn't used any of the three or four rods I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of wonder how they would experience. Her chubby ass and the spinal column of her thigh were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would give birth had enough by now.
We smoked another marijuana cigarette, and by this meter we had the munchies bad. We took a quick shower bath together, and I left to stock up on a couple of cheeseburgers and some junk intellectual nourishment. I left Cindy with clothespin on her nipples and orders not to off them. Of class, when I got back, she had taken the pins off, so I bent her over the chair, and gave her about ten lap across her ass and the spine of her thigh with one of the rods before we ate. Even with her ass red, hot, and beaten originally, she said she liked the rod across her ass ! We ate, smoked and drank some more, and sat around until I decided that it was clock time for Cindy to blow me. What with the earlier workout in her tight piffling arse, she sucked for a long time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her head down and sometimes pulling her down by the whisker. After a while, I made her kneel on the ottoman, and fucked her doggie expressive style with me standing up. That cleaning lady had the hottest, tightest pussy I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the beds for a while, and when Cindy woke me up, it was clock time to pull up stakes if I was going to work it to work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her pants down and strapped her ass a few clip right before we left. As we drove back to town, I had Cindy down across the pickup truck seat, sucking on my gumshoe all the way back to town. I finally had to pull up in her private road and hold her head down while I came in her mouth, but I went to bring worn out and well satisfied !
Later that workweek, after we had worked our six day of day faulting, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to come over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three daylight off, I planned a minuscule S & S ( sucking and sex ) with Linda, and hoped Cindy wouldn't interfere. Usually, after a in force ass blistering, it was a few Day before Cindy was ready for another troll .