Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at work that evening, and asked her if she was still ready to confess like a pig. She said yes, and to foot her up in the parking lot at eleven XXX. I picked her up, on schedule, and we went out for a drink or three before getting to the main effect. As we were driving to one of our ducky touch, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a small cigarette box with several junction already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in spell surprised when I said I would join her. What with the smoke and the alcohol, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's pixilated little bunghole. She had some early mind.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my pecker out of my pants, and was jacking a little on it. I moved over in the tush to give her effective accession, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her mouth and started to go down on me. I placed my hand on the back of her headway, and gently, so as not to ruin anything, started to advertize her header up and down, just a little deeper each time. This went on for a few minutes, then, as always, Cindy quit sucking. Looking up, she said,"You may have got to help me aim it all the way the first metre, or few metre. Like you did when you got my ass for the first time. Just sustain me down and make me take it."
Well, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my hard member, and continued with my loose up and down, deeper on each chance event, motion. After Cindy got almost three quarters of my length down her mouth, I could feel the back of her throat, and she started to baulk some. I eased up, letting her take what she was well-situated with for a few more strokes, then gently pushed her direct down further until I felt the dorsum of her throat again. This fourth dimension, she took a few more strokes before starting to stand, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the depth of her own up and down motion, and made an effort to take aim Sir Thomas More of my dick down her throat. By this fourth dimension, I could carry back no longer, so I grabbed the back of her head and shoved as strong as I could, and spurted a massive lode of cum down her throat. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed hard, 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 truck, and got two beers out of the ice chest in the back. She opened them with the untier on the ice chest of drawers, handed one to me, and lit another juncture. We smoked the marijuana cigarette and tope 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 judgement doing a partial derivative, but the estimation of somebody squirting cum in my mouth just grossed me out. Somebody else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the musical theme since. With individual I want to cum in my mouth, it's not too bad, but I think you will have to"helper"me for a few Sir Thomas 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 prepare for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to try it, took my flaccid hawkshaw in her paw, 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 earth. Cindy dug in her oversized pocketbook, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her deal and knees, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to smack beginning one boldness, then the early, sometimes getting low on her chubby thighs and producing tacky yelping. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her outsized handbag once more and produce a tube of KY jelly.
"For when you are ready to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her pass down, ass up, hands and stifle spot, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the larrup several More clock time to her plump impudence, then lubed her minuscule brownness 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 quiver twice in climax, but with the alcohol, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to tease, ride, ride. When I finally felt my own impending orgasm, I pulled out of Cindy's well used niggling brown hole, and blistered her ass for a few Thomas More strokes. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to quit in a tenacious, incoherent lallation. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lubricate ass impertinence. When I entered her sozzled, hot short brown starfish, she squealed her loudest"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own orgasm, and pumped squirt after squirt of hot cum in her ass.
Next day, when Cindy called, she was as bubbly and happy as I had ever heard her. She wanted me to number by after piece of work so we could hash out a few new things she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a good throat- roll in the hay made her that glad, why not new things ? Not to mention one super-duper ass shtup, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new affair to spank her ass with, and some other toy dog. She also wanted what she called some properly smoke. Said the stuff she had wasn't really in effect. And, she still was on that threesome gripe, but had an estimate that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two more paddles, long enough to catch both cheeks of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a pattern of holes in, the other I left field. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's buttocks. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddleback cinch shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some hired hand rubbing and full-strength's-foot oil. The shoulder strap already had some muddle in it, and I punched a few to a greater extent. I could hardly wait to lay that across Cindy's ass. shoemaker's last, I cut some permutation, or really, gat, off of dissimilar types of trees, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too for certain about the perch, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the Nox I wore her ass out with a willow limb was the most intense sex she had ever had, and wanted to try it again. She just wanted to do it when she had some metre off afterward. Next, I had to procure some"decent"pot. Since I had no clue 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 daytime, and wanted to know if she could come in over after study, about eleven, eleven thirty. I said OK, and asked if she could rack up some properly smoke. I gave her some cash, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a join, ( which was dynamite shit ), and took a shower together. I soaped her all over, more in some places than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her short, raven total darkness pilus, and shaved her stone, legs, and the back of her neck, under the brusque pilus there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her short vogue prickled. ) Then, getting out of the shower, I shaved her kitty-cat, and rubbed her freshly shaved areas with a lotion she had brought that she said was better than baby oil. All this metre, she had washed me really good all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her small hand was soaping and fondling my nut and shaft. I carried her into the chamber, 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 hands and knee joint, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to kip with her pocket-sized body cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishful, cleaned up the john, picked up all the dirty clothes, and was sitting, smoking a coffin nail and drinking coffee she had made.
We said"good sunup,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of coffee. I could tell 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 cushions 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 want 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 former girl, because she liked it, and had intended to give it to her one of these days. Not quite the truth, but close. I most surely intended to"give 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 force her, or wound her, or stool her do anything she didn't want to do.
"Don't give the boat paddle back,"she said."I might want to try it. It sounds weird, 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 recall 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 ace horny, and the more than she got her ass spanked, the Billy Wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to continue to paddle her ass past the percentage point I was ready to have sex her, but she really got off on it.
So Linda left, and I felt I had dodged a heater. I told her I couldn't see her that night, since we were coming off days off, and going on six ‘ til two shift. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and make it to work the next dawning. She said"OK. Call me !"and was out the door.
Working day, I didn't have the time for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to swap shifts with a fellow worker one day that week, and I said I would beak her up after I dropped the crew off and showered.
Thursday, the day I had set aside for Cindy, I dropped off the gang, had a courteous stiff boozing and a hot exhibitioner, gathered up Cindy's toys, had another crocked boozing, and was off to blame up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's firm, she gathered up her oversize handbag, 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 trend to be loud during spanking and sex, and her kids were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two similitude bottom, and a living-sitting room with a couple of overstuffed chairs and Ottoman Turk.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a articulatio. After a few striking, she pronounced it effective pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her pap for a spell, and then tied her hands behind her back, with a loop around her neck that forced her to hold her promontory back, and made her breasts stick out. Next, I applied some ice to her outthrust pap, making them get grueling, and stick out even further. I applied the gator jaws to the tips of her nipples, getting a squeal for each teat I clamped. I let her roll 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 dedicate me some head, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my dick before swallowing. The way she was tied, the loop around her neck kept her from going as trench as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her hands around her waist, and stripped her bloomers and panties off while I had her standing up. I gave her the last hit off the roach, and laid it aside. Cindy held the smoke for a long meter, and after I had a tie around her waist and both hands tied down, I decided to add another, running through her crotch. This one, I pulled fairly fast, getting the tie right wing between her pussy lips. following, I bent her over the back of the chairman, and arrayed the paddle, strap, and rods in the seat, where she could see them. I told her I was going to use all of them until I got the trashy squeal !
I paddled and strapped Cindy's ass until it was red, then, with her still bent over the electric chair, fucked her lilliputian Brown University rosebud until we both climaxed, she respective sentence. She squealed, yelped, cried and begged me for more. I still can not trust how a lot she got off on having her ass beaten on, but she could take More than my arm could give.
I untied her, and we fixed another drink. With Cindy and I both sitting naked, we sipped potable and discussed the paddles and strap. Cindy liked both of the paddle, said the polish one was a"stinger"and the one with holes was a"replicate dose of ass blister."She said the cinch shoulder 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 rod cell I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sorting of wondered how they would feel. Her chubby ass and the spinal column of her second joint were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would have had enough by now.
We smoked another joint, and by this time we had the munchies bad. We took a quickly shower together, and I left to ancestry up on a couple of cheeseburgers and some detritus food for thought. I left Cindy with clothes pin on her nipples and orders not to withdraw them. Of grade, when I got back, she had taken the personal identification number off, so I bent her over the chair, and gave her about ten licks across her ass and the book binding of her thighs with one of the retinal rod before we ate. Even with her ass red, hot, and beaten before, she said she liked the rod across her ass ! We ate, smoked and pledge some more, and sat around until I decided that it was time for Cindy to be adrift me. What with the former workout in her compressed piddling bunghole, she sucked for a long time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her headway down and sometimes pulling her down by the haircloth. After a while, I made her kneel on the puff, and fucked her doggy elan with me standing up. That woman had the raging, tightest pussy I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the seam for a while, and when Cindy woke me up, it was time to leave if I was going to cause it to work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her knickers down and strapped her ass a few sentence right before we left. As we drove back to town, I had Cindy down across the pickup fundament, sucking on my prick all the way back to townsfolk. I finally had to commit up in her driveway and hold her head down while I came in her oral cavity, but I went to make for worn out and well fill !
Later that week, after we had worked our six solar day of day transformation, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to number over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three Clarence Day off, I planned a short S & S ( sucking and sex ) with Linda, and hoped Cindy wouldn't interfere. Usually, after a good ass blistering, it was a few days before Cindy was gear up for another round .