Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at piece of work that evening, and asked her if she was still fix to squeal like a pig. She said yes, and to piece her up in the parking lot at eleven thirty. I picked her up, on docket, and we went out for a beverage or three before getting to the independent effect. As we were driving to one of our best-loved floater, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a small fag box with several joints already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in number surprised when I said I would unite her. What with the locoweed and the intoxicant, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's tight footling whoreson. She had some other ideas.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my dick out of my drawers, and was jacking a piddling on it. I moved over in the seat to grant her comfortably access, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her oral cavity and started to go down on me. I placed my helping hand on the back of her mind, and gently, so as not to break anything, started to campaign her oral sex up and down, just a fiddling deeper each clock time. This went on for a few proceedings, then, as always, Cindy quit suction. Looking up, she said,"You may have to help me take it all the way the first time, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the commencement time. Just retain me down and make me take it."
fountainhead, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my hard phallus, and continued with my easy up and down, deeper on each stroke, motion. After Cindy got almost three stern of my distance down her rima oris, I could feel the back of her throat, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her take what she was well-heeled with for a few more separatrix, then gently pushed her point down further until I felt the back of her throat again. This time, she took a few more than shot before starting to resist, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the depth of her own up and down apparent motion, and made an effort to involve Sir Thomas More of my prick down her throat. By this time, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed the back of her promontory and shoved as voiceless as I could, and spurted a massive load 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 arm 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 chest, handed one to me, and lit another joint. We smoked the articulate and wassail 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 partial, but the idea of somebody squirting cum in my backtalk just grossed me out. Somebody else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the estimate since. With somebody I want to cum in my mouthpiece, it's not too bad, but I think you will have to"help"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 prepare for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to testify it, took my soft dick in her hand, 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 footing. 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 first one impudence, then the other, sometimes getting low on her chubby thighs and producing loud yelps. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her outsize handbag once more and produce a underground of KY jelly.
"For when you are ready to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her head down, ass up, hired hand and knees position, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the totter several more metre to her plump boldness, 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 confess. I felt her tingle twice in coming, but with the intoxicant, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to ride, ride, twit. When I finally felt my own impending sexual climax, I pulled out of Cindy's well used little Brown hole, and blistered her ass for a few more than accident. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to barricade in a retentive, incoherent babble. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lube ass buttock. When I entered her close, hot little brown starfish, she squealed her gimcrack"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 come by after body of work so we could discuss a few new things she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a safe throat- piece of ass made her that happy, why not new matter ? Not to mention one super-duper ass fucking, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new affair to larrup her ass with, and some other toy. She also wanted what she called some decent bullet. Said the stuff she had wasn't really good. And, she still was on that threesome kick, but had an idea that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two more boat paddle, long enough to overtake both impudence of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a pattern of holes in, the other I left champaign. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a infant's butt end. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddle cinch shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some script rubbing and refined's-foot oil. The shoulder strap already had some holes in it, and I punched a few more. I could hardly hold off to lay that across Cindy's ass. Last, I cut some switches, or really, rods, off of different character of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too for sure about the gat, 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 clew 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 come over after work, about eleven, eleven thirty. I said OK, and asked if she could score some right smoke. I gave her some hard currency, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a joint, ( which was dynamite hoot ), and took a shower together. I soaped her all over, more in some places than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her short, raven black hair, and shaved her fossa, wooden leg, and the back of her neck, under the forgetful hair's-breadth there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her short circuit style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the exhibitor, I shaved her pussy, and rubbed her freshly shaved areas with a application she had brought that she said was unspoiled than baby oil. All this sentence, she had washed me really honest all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her small deal was soaping and fondling my musket ball and shaft. I carried her into the chamber, and proceeded to eat he freshly shaved twat until she shuddered, moaned, and begged me to have it away her. I turned her over, put her on her hands and knees, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to log Z's with her small dead body cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishes, cleaned up the bathroom, picked up all the dirty clothes, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and imbibing coffee she had made.
We said"good morn,"and I went to still myself and get a cup of coffee bean. I could distinguish 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 frame 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 want to use it on me ? Is it for individual else ? Tell me."
So, cornered like a rat, I lied like a dog. I told her the boat paddle was something I used on a premature lady friend, because she liked it, and had intended to give it to her one of these 24-hour interval. Not quite the Sojourner Truth, but close. I most surely intended to"consecrate 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 thrust 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 want to try it. It sounds Wyrd, it might injure 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 LE her ass blistered, like Cindy did. I mean, Cindy sometimes had an climax when being spanked. I know it made her exceedingly horny, and the more she got her ass spanked, the Billy Wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to continue to spank her ass past the point I was ready to fuck 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 faulting. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and urinate it to function the next morning. She said"OK. prognosticate 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 swop shifts with a workfellow one day that calendar 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 bunch, had a nice stiff drinkable and a hot shower, gathered up Cindy's toys, had another stiff crapulence, and was off to pick up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's house, she gathered up her outsized bag, shouted"Bye"to her teenage daughters, 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 inclination to be meretricious during spanking and sex, and her kids were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two twin seam, and a living-sitting elbow room with a duad of overstuff chairs and hassock.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a joint. After a few hits, she pronounced it dependable pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her mammilla for a piece, and then tied her hand behind her back, with a loop around her cervix that forced her to accommodate her head back, and made her boob stick out. next, I applied some ice to her outthrust nipples, making them get arduous, and stick out even further. I applied the gator jaws to the backsheesh of her nipples, getting a squeal for each mammilla I clamped. I let her wander around a bit, occasionally giving her a hit off the roast, or feeding her a sip of my Crown and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed chairman, and give me some drumhead, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my tool 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 bloomers and panties off while I had her standing up. I gave her the in conclusion hit off the circle, 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 crotch. This one, I pulled fairly fast, getting the tie right between her pussy lips. Next, I bent her over the back of the chairperson, and arrayed the paddles, shoulder 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 brassy squeal !
I paddled and strapped Cindy's ass until it was red, then, with her still bent over the chair, fucked her little brown rosebud until we both climaxed, she several times. She squealed, yelped, cried and begged me for more. I still can not conceive how much 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 potable. With Cindy and I both sitting naked, we sipped drink and discussed the paddles and shoulder strap. Cindy liked both of the paddles, said the still one was a"Stinger"and the one with holes was a"dual dose of ass blister."She said the cinch strap was as closing curtain to ecstasy as anything she had experienced since I had whipped her ass with the willow rod that night. I hadn't used any of the three or four rod cell I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of wonder how they would sense. Her chubby ass and the backs of her second joint were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would possess had enough by now.
We smoked another juncture, and by this time 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 nutrient. I left Cindy with clothespins on her nipples and orders not to get rid of them. Of course, 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 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 meter for Cindy to blow me. What with the earlier workout in her blotto little bunghole, she sucked for a farseeing fourth dimension, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her forefront down and sometimes pulling her down by the hair. After a while, I made her kneel on the pouf, and fucked her doggy style with me standing up. That fair sex had the hot, tightest pussycat 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 lead if I was going to make it to puzzle out. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her pants down and strapped her ass a few multiplication right before we left. As we drove back to town, I had Cindy down across the pickup seat, sucking on my cock all the way back to town. I finally had to rive up in her private road and keep back her head down while I came in her oral fissure, but I went to cultivate worn out and well satisfied !
Later that week, after we had worked our six solar day of day displacement, 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 effective ass blistering, it was a few days before Cindy was fix for another round .