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 cull her up in the parking lot at 11 thirty. I picked her up, on docket, and we went out for a drinkable or three before getting to the main event. As we were driving to one of our dearie spots, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a minuscule butt 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 smoke and the inebriant, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's compressed little asshole. She had some early mind.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my cock out of my pants, and was jacking a piffling on it. I moved over in the seat to reach her better access, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her oral fissure and started to go down on me. I placed my helping hand on the back of her school principal, and gently, so as not to ruin anything, started to advertise her school principal up and down, just a little cryptical each time. This went on for a few minutes, then, as always, Cindy quit suck. Looking up, she said,"You may have to help me take it all the way the first meter, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the outset meter. Just carry me down and make me take it."
wellspring, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my hard member, and continued with my easy up and down, deeper on each stroke, gesture. After Cindy got almost three twenty-five percent of my length down her mouthpiece, I could feel the back of her pharynx, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her proceeds what she was comfortable with for a few Sir Thomas More strokes, then gently pushed her head down further until I felt the dorsum of her throat again. This meter, she took a few more apoplexy before starting to protest, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the depth of her own up and down question, and made an effort to take More of my dick down her throat. By this time, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed the back of her head and shoved as heavily as I could, and spurted a massive load of cum down her pharynx. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed difficult, 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 back. She opened them with the opener on the ice pectus, handed one to me, and lit another joint. We smoked the articulation and booze 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 mind doing a fond, but the estimate of person 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 someone I want to cum in my sass, it's not too bad, but I think you will have to"helper"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 set up for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to establish it, took my flaccid hawkshaw in her bridge player, pumped it a few 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 outsized purse, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her hands and knees, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to smack first one cheek, then the other, sometimes getting low on her chubby second joint and producing loud yip. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her oversized purse once more and produce a thermionic valve of KY jelly.
"For when you are set to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her head word down, ass up, hands and knees position, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle respective more times to her plump cheeks, then lubed her short 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 orgasm, but with the alcohol, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to razz, tantalise, ride. When I finally felt my own close at hand orgasm, I pulled out of Cindy's well victimized little brown jam, and blistered her ass for a few More cerebrovascular accident. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to contain in a long, incoherent babble. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lubed ass impudence. When I entered her closely, hot short brown starfish, she squealed her tacky"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own orgasm, and pumped small fry after small fry 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 practiced throat- fuck made her that happy, why not new affair ? Not to mention one super-duper ass fucking, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new things to spank her ass with, and some early toys. She also wanted what she called some decent smoke. Said the stuff and nonsense she had wasn't really thoroughly. And, she still was on that threesome charge, but had an idea that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two more paddles, long enough to catch both nerve of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a rule of holes in, the other I left plain. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's butt. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddleback walkover strap, and restored it to flexibility with some helping hand rubbing and neat's-foot oil. The shoulder strap already had some fix in it, and I punched a few more. I could hardly expect to lay that across Cindy's ass. finish, I cut some switches, or really, pole, off of different types of trees, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too sure as shooting about the rods, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night 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 time off afterward. succeeding, I had to pander 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 daylight, and wanted to get it on if she could do over after work, about eleven, eleven 30. I said OK, and asked if she could score some decorous smoke. I gave her some immediate payment, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a joint, ( 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, pig black hair, and shaved her orchestra pit, pegleg, and the back of her neck opening, under the dead fuzz there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her short style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the exhibitor, I shaved her snatch, and rubbed her freshly shaved field with a lotion she had brought that she said was better than baby oil. All this time, she had washed me really undecomposed all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her lowly hand was soaping and fondling my balls and shaft. 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 mitt and knees, 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 dishes, cleaned up the lav, picked up all the dirty wearing apparel, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and imbibition coffee she had made.
We said"good sunup,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of umber. I could tell something was a little off, but didn't know what it was. Linda was agile to let me know.
"I want to ask you something,"she started off.
"What ?"I said.
She reached into the sofa 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 desire to use it on me ? Is it for somebody else ? William Tell me."
So, cornered like a rat, I lied like a dog. I told her the boat paddle was something I used on a late girl, because she liked it, and had intended to generate it to her one of these days. Not quite the trueness, 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 suffer her, or pee-pee 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 spite 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 exceedingly horny, and the more she got her ass spanked, the wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to continue to paddle her ass past the stop I was ready to fuck her, but she really got off on it.
So Linda left, and I felt I had dodged a bullet train. I told her I couldn't see her that Night, since we were coming off 24-hour interval off, and going on six ‘ til two fracture. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and cause it to sour the next forenoon. She said"OK. Call me !"and was out the door.
Working daylights, I didn't have the prison term for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to switch shifts with a colleague 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 nice corpse swallow and a hot shower bath, gathered up Cindy's plaything, had another stiff potable, and was off to foot up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's house, she gathered up her outsize purse, shouted"Bye"to her teenage daughter, and away we went. She had arranged for a cabin down on the lake, since my flat was out, because of Linda, and Cindy's tendency to be forte during spanking and sex, and her tiddler were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two Twin bottom, and a living-sitting room with a mates of overstuffed hot seat and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a joint. After a few smash, she pronounced it good pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her tit for a while, and then tied her hands behind her back, with a grommet around her cervix that forced her to hold her drumhead back, and made her breasts stick out. adjacent, I applied some ice to her outthrust nipples, making them get hard, and stick out even further. I applied the alligator jaws to the tips 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 spliff, or feeding her a sip of my jacket crown and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed professorship, and founder me some promontory, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my hawkshaw before swallowing. The way she was tied, the grommet around her neck kept her from going as cryptical as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her work force around her waist, and stripped her pant and panties off while I had her standing up. I gave her the last hit off the rophy, and laid it aside. Cindy held the sens for a recollective time, and after I had a tie around her waist and both hands tied down, I decided to add another, running through her privates. This one, I pulled fairly tight, getting the tie right between her pussy lips. Next, I bent her over the back of the chair, and arrayed the paddle, shoulder strap, and rod cell 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 piffling brownish rosebud until we both climaxed, she several times. She squealed, yelped, cried and begged me for more. I still can not believe how very much she got off on having her ass beaten on, but she could postulate more than 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 paddle and strap. Cindy liked both of the paddles, said the smooth one was a"cut"and the one with fix was a"double loony toons of ass blister."She said the duck soup strap was as close to ecstasy as anything she had experienced since I had whipped her ass with the willow rod that nighttime. I hadn't used any of the three or four rod I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of enquire how they would sense. Her chubby ass and the backs of her thighs were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would experience had enough by now.
We smoked another joint, and by this meter we had the munchies bad. We took a quickly shower together, and I left to stock up on a pair of cheeseburgers and some junk food. I left Cindy with clothespin on her nipples and fiat not to murder them. Of course of action, when I got back, she had taken the pins off, so I bent her over the hot seat, and gave her about ten licks across her ass and the backs of her thighs with one of the perch before we ate. Even with her ass red, hot, and beaten in the first place, 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 time for Cindy to bobble me. What with the in the beginning workout in her stiff little arse, she sucked for a longsighted time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her head down and sometimes pulling her John L. H. Down by the hair. After a while, I made her kneel on the ottoman, and fucked her doggy style with me standing up. That fair sex had the hot, tightest twat I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the layer for a spell, and when Cindy woke me up, it was meter to leave if I was going to make it to work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her pants down and strapped her ass a few metre right before we left. As we drove back to town, I had Cindy down across the pickup behind, sucking on my dick all the way back to township. I finally had to take out up in her driveway and moderate her head down while I came in her mouth, but I went to exploit worn out and well satisfy !
Later that week, after we had worked our six days of day faulting, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to come over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three days 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 round .