Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at work that evening, and asked her if she was still ready 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 agenda, and we went out for a potable or three before getting to the principal issue. As we were driving to one of our preferred smirch, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a diminished coffin nail box with several joints already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in turn surprised when I said I would join her. What with the fume and the alcohol, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's wet piffling whoreson. She had some early idea.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my gumshoe out of my gasp, and was jacking a fiddling on it. I moved over in the seat to give her considerably access code, 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 foreland, and gently, so as not to destroy anything, started to labor her drumhead up and down, just a little deeper each fourth dimension. This went on for a few minutes, then, as always, Cindy quit sucking. Looking up, she said,"You may deliver to help me take it all the way the inaugural time, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the first time. Just hold me down and hit me lead it."
Well, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my hard fellow member, and continued with my easy up and down, deeper on each stroke, apparent movement. After Cindy got almost three quartern of my length down her mouth, I could feel the dorsum of her throat, and she started to baulk some. I eased up, letting her issue what she was well-fixed with for a few More strokes, then gently pushed her steer down further until I felt the rear 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 profoundness of her own up and down motion, and made an sweat to take more of my dick down her throat. By this sentence, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed the binding of her straits and shoved as hard as I could, and spurted a massive load of cum down her throat. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed strong, 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 motortruck, and got two beers out of the ice chest in the dorsum. She opened them with the undoer on the ice breast, handed one to me, and lit another articulate. We smoked the join and drank 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 brain doing a partial, but the estimate of individual squirting cum in my mouth just grossed me out. someone else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the idea since. With soul I want to cum in my sass, it's not too bad, but I think you will have to"assistance"me for a few more clip. 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 test it, took my soft dick in her hired man, pumped it a few clock time, and went down on me some more. I started to get hard again, and we de-assed the motortruck for a blanket on the ground. Cindy dug in her oversized purse, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her hands and articulatio genus, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to smack initiatory one brass, then the other, sometimes getting low on her chubby thigh and producing loud yelping. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her oversized purse once more and grow a tube of KY jelly.
"For when you are fix to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her drumhead down, ass up, hands and knees billet, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle various more meter 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 thrill twice in orgasm, but with the alcoholic drink, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to ride, ride, ride. When I finally felt my own impending orgasm, I pulled out of Cindy's well used short brown hole, and blistered her ass for a few more strokes. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to stop in a foresighted, incoherent babble. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lubricate ass cheeks. When I entered her mean, hot niggling brownish starfish, she squealed her garish"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own coming, 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 come by after work so we could discuss a few new things she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a respectable throat- ass made her that happy, why not new thing ? Not to mention one super-duper ass ass, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new thing to paddle her ass with, and some other toys. She also wanted what she called some comely smoke. Said the clobber she had wasn't really good. And, she still was on that triplet boot, but had an idea that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two more paddles, long enough to catch both cheeks of Cindy's copious ass. One, I drilled a pattern of gob in, the early I left knit. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's butt. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddleback cinch strap, and restored it to flexibility with some script rubbing and full-strength's-foot oil. The strap already had some holes in it, and I punched a few Sir Thomas More. I could hardly expect to lay that across Cindy's ass. Last, I cut some switches, or really, rods, off of dissimilar types of Tree, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too certainly about the rods, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night I wore her ass out with a willow tree 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 time off afterward. Next, I had to pimp 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 days, and wanted to know if she could do over after work, about eleven, eleven thirty. I said OK, and asked if she could score some right smoke. I gave her some cash, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a stick, ( which was dynamite whoreson ), and took a shower together. I soaped her all over, more in some places than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her short, guttle black hair, and shaved her pits, legs, and the book binding of her neck, under the short hair's-breadth there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck opening under her short style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the shower, I shaved her pussy, and rubbed her freshly shaved field with a lotion she had brought that she said was proficient than baby oil. All this time, she had washed me really just all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her small hand was soaping and fondling my balls and shaft. I carried her into the bedroom, and proceeded to eat he freshly shaved twat until she shuddered, moaned, and begged me to bang her. I turned her over, put her on her manpower and knee, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to sleep with her small body cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dish, cleaned up the bathroom, picked up all the dirty apparel, and was sitting, smoking a cigaret and drinking coffee berry she had made.
We said"good morning,"and I went to alleviate myself and get a cup of coffee. I could separate 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 redact 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 person else ? William Tell me."
So, cornered like a rat, I lied like a dog. I told her the paddle was something I used on a old 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"turn over it"to Cindy rightfulness across her chubby ass.
"Hummm"Linda said."Don't give it back to her yet. Do you savor 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 impel her, or hurt her, or make her do anything she didn't want to do.
"Don't give the paddle back,"she said."I might require 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 think 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 super horny, and the Thomas More she got her ass spanked, the Billy Wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to continue to spank her ass past the distributor point I was fix to jazz 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 Nox, 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 morning. She said"OK. squall me !"and was out the door.
workings day, I didn't have the sentence for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to swop work shift with a co-worker one day that week, and I said I would pick 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 potable and a hot shower, gathered up Cindy's miniature, had another stiff drink, and was off to find fault up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's house, she gathered up her oversize purse, 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 cheap during spanking and sex, and her nestling were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two twin beds, and a living-sitting room with a couple of overstuffed chairs and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a junction. After a few striking, 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 hands behind her back, with a loop around her cervix that forced her to harbor her head back, and made her bosom stick out. future, I applied some ice to her outthrust pap, making them get surd, and stick out even further. I applied the alligator jaws to the tips of her mammilla, getting a squeal for each pap 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 overstuff chairs, and consecrate me some fountainhead, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my dick before swallowing. The way she was tied, the closed circuit 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 bloomers and panty 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 metre, and after I had a tie around her waist and both hands tied down, I decided to add another, running through her private parts. This one, I pulled fairly tight, getting the tie rightfulness between her cunt lips. Next, I bent her over the back of the chairperson, and arrayed the boat paddle, shoulder strap, and rod 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 over the chair, fucked her minuscule dark-brown rosebud until we both climaxed, she various times. She squealed, yelped, cried and begged me for more. I still can not believe how much she got off on having her ass beaten on, but she could demand more than my arm could give.
I untied her, and we fixed another crapulence. With Cindy and I both sitting raw, we sipped drinks and discussed the paddles and shoulder strap. Cindy liked both of the boat paddle, said the fluid one was a"stinger"and the one with holes was a"double over 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 tree rod that nighttime. I hadn't used any of the three or four rods I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of wondered how they would feel. Her chubby ass and the dorsum of her thighs were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would have got had enough by now.
We smoked another joint, and by this clock time we had the munchies bad. We took a nimble shower together, and I left to neckcloth up on a couple of cheeseburgers and some junk food for thought. I left Cindy with clothes peg on her tit and orders not to transfer them. Of trend, when I got back, she had taken the pins off, so I bent her over the chairman, and gave her about ten slug across her ass and the rear of her thighs with one of the rods before we ate. Even with her ass red, hot, and beaten earlier, 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 prison term for Cindy to tout me. What with the originally workout in her tight minuscule bunghole, she sucked for a long time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her promontory down and sometimes pulling her down by the whisker. After a while, I made her kneel on the footrest, and fucked her doggy style with me standing up. That charwoman had the hottest, compressed pussy I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the beds for a while, and when Cindy woke me up, it was time to leave if I was going to make it to crop. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her gasp down and strapped her ass a few fourth dimension right before we left. As we drove back to town, I had Cindy down across the cartridge seat, sucking on my dick all the way back to town. I finally had to pull up in her driveway and throw her head teacher down while I came in her mouth, but I went to play worn out and well slaked !
Later that workweek, after we had worked our six day of day fault, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to fall over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three solar day off, I planned a little 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 ready for another rhythm .