Linda And Cindy ( Chronical Iii )
Anal, Bdsm, Blowjob, Cum-SwallowingChapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at work that evening, and asked her if she was still quick to squeal like a pig. She said yes, and to find fault her up in the parking lot at eleven XXX. I picked her up, on agenda, and we went out for a boozing or three before getting to the main result. As we were driving to one of our favorite spots, down on the lake, Cindy surprised me by pulling out a small cigarette box with several joints already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in crook surprised when I said I would join her. What with the smoke and the intoxicant, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's tight little mother fucker. She had some early approximation.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my dick out of my knickers, and was jacking a little on it. I moved over in the seat to give her better entree, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her sassing and started to go down on me. I placed my hand on the back of her head, and gently, so as not to break anything, started to labour her head up and down, just a niggling deeper each time. This went on for a few hour, then, as always, Cindy quit sucking. Looking up, she said,"You may have to help me take it all the way the first time, or few multiplication. Like you did when you got my ass for the offset meter. Just hold me down and stool me take it."
fountainhead, OK, if that's the way you want it. I gently pushed her sucking mouth back on my operose phallus, and continued with my easy up and down, bass on each stroke, motion. After Cindy got almost three quarters of my duration down her mouth, I could feel the back of her throat, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her payoff what she was well-situated with for a few more cerebrovascular accident, then gently pushed her manoeuvre down further until I felt the back of her throat again. This fourth dimension, she took a few more strokes before starting to resist, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the depth of her own up and down motion, and made an movement to contain more than of my dick down her throat. By this prison term, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed the backbone of her head and shoved as laborious 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 forge again, and I was completely drained, laying back against the pickup truck door.
Cindy crawled out of the truck, and got two beers out of the ice chest of drawers in the backbone. She opened them with the undoer on the ice chest, handed one to me, and lit another articulation. We smoked the spliff 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 mind doing a partial, but the idea of someone squirting cum in my rima oris just grossed me out. Somebody else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the mind since. With somebody I want to cum in my oral fissure, it's not too bad, but I think you will birth to"help"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 ready for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to prove it, took my flaccid cock in her hand, pumped it a few prison term, and went down on me some more. I started to get hard again, and we de-assed the truck for a blanket on the ground. Cindy dug in her oversized purse, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her hands and knee joint, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to thwack first one cheek, then the other, sometimes getting low on her chubby second joint and producing loud yip. She wanted a fourth dimension out, and when I paused, went to her oversized purse once more and bring out a tube of KY jelly.
"For when you are cook to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her top dog down, ass up, hands and knees positioning, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle several more times to her plump nerve, then lubed her picayune 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 oink. I felt her shiver twice in orgasm, but with the alcoholic beverage, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able-bodied to ride, ride, depend upon. When I finally felt my own impending orgasm, I pulled out of Cindy's well secondhand little brown maw, and blistered her ass for a few Thomas More strokes. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to stop in a long, incoherent babble. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lube ass cheeks. When I entered her soaked, hot little brown sea star, she squealed her loudest"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own orgasm, and pumped pip-squeak after small fry 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 piece of work so we could discuss a few new thing she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a good throat- fuck made her that glad, why not new things ? Not to mention one super-duper ass fucking, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new affair to paddle her ass with, and some early toy dog. She also wanted what she called some decent locoweed. Said the stuff she had wasn't really ripe. And, she still was on that threesome kick, but had an idea that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two Sir Thomas More paddles, long enough to catch both cheeks of Cindy's copious ass. One, I drilled a pattern of maw in, the early I left plain. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's target. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddle cinch shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some hand rubbing and neat's-foot oil. The strap already had some golf hole in it, and I punched a few more than. I could hardly hold off to lay that across Cindy's ass. concluding, I cut some switches, or really, perch, off of unlike types of trees, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too certain about the retinal rod, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night I wore her ass out with a willow tree branch 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. future, I had to procure some"enough"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 have a go at it if she could add up over after workplace, about eleven, eleven thirty. I said OK, and asked if she could score some decent roll of tobacco. I gave her some hard currency, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a reefer, ( which was dynamite shit ), and took a shower together. I soaped her all over, more in some berth than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her short, raven opprobrious hair, and shaved her colliery, legs, and the back of her neck, under the short circuit hair there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her brusk style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the cascade, I shaved her pussy, and rubbed her newly shaved orbit with a lotion she had brought that she said was meliorate than baby oil. All this time, she had washed me really good all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her pocket-size paw was soaping and fondling my orchis and shaft. I carried her into the bedchamber, 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 knees, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to log Z's with her small body cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishes, cleaned up the privy, picked up all the dirty apparel, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and imbibing coffee she had made.
We said"good morning,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of coffee bean. I could tell something was a fiddling 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 shock 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 someone 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 present it to her one of these days. Not quite the the true, but close. I most surely intended to"pass it"to Cindy right field 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 hurt her, or shit 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 hurt 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 LE her ass blistered, like Cindy did. I mean, Cindy sometimes had an climax when being spanked. I know it made her super horny, and the more she got her ass spanked, the Billy Wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to proceed to larrup her ass past the degree I was cook 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 nighttime, 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 realise it to make the following sunrise. She said"OK. Call me !"and was out the door.
workings daytime, I didn't have the prison term for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to swap work shift with a workfellow one day that week, and I said I would nibble her up after I dropped the work party 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 exhibitor, gathered up Cindy's toys, had another stiff deglutition, and was off to pick up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's house, 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 tendency to be forte during spanking and sex, and her kids were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two twin bed, and a living-sitting room with a couple of overstuffed chairs and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a stick. After a few hits, she pronounced it beneficial 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 neck that forced her to check her head back, and made her bosom stick out. Next, 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 tit I clamped. I let her roam around a bit, occasionally giving her a hit off the joint, or feeding her a sip of my pate and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed chairs, and make me some drumhead, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my cock before swallowing. The way she was tied, the cringle around her neck kept her from going as thick as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her helping hand around her shank, and stripped her pants and panty off while I had her standing up. I gave her the go hit off the roach, and laid it aside. Cindy held the green goddess for a long clock time, and after I had a tie around her waist and both script tied down, I decided to add another, running through her crotch. This one, I pulled fairly tight, getting the tie right between her puss lips. next, I bent her over the back of the chair, and arrayed the boat paddle, strap, and rods in the hindquarters, where she could see them. I told her I was going to use all of them until I got the cheap 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 believe how much she got off on having her ass beaten on, but she could admit 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 paddle and shoulder strap. Cindy liked both of the paddles, said the smooth one was a"stinger"and the one with holes was a"double superman of ass blister."She said the cinch strap was as skinny 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 gat I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of wondered how they would feel. Her chubby ass and the backs of her thighs were already so red that I thought that even Cindy would have had enough by now.
We smoked another junction, and by this clock time we had the munchies bad. We took a quick shower together, and I left to stock up on a distich of cheeseburgers and some rubble food. I left Cindy with clothes peg on her teat and ordering not to slay them. Of course, when I got back, she had taken the peg off, so I bent her over the chair, and gave her about ten lick across her ass and the backs of her thighs with one of the rods before we ate. Even with her ass red, hot, and beaten sooner, 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 sentence for Cindy to blow me. What with the earliest workout in her tight footling bunghole, she sucked for a long sentence, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her school principal down and sometimes pulling her Down by the hair. After a while, I made her kneel on the footrest, and fucked her doggy style with me standing up. That woman had the hottest, stringent 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 work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her bloomers down and strapped her ass a few times right before we left. As we drove back to township, I had Cindy down across the tone arm seat, sucking on my pecker all the way back to township. I finally had to pull up in her driveway and hold her head down while I came in her mouth, but I went to work worn out and well satisfied !
Later that week, after we had worked our six mean solar day of day shift, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to get over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three years off, I planned a little S & S ( sucking and sex ) with Linda, and hoped Cindy wouldn't interfere. Usually, after a good ass vesiculation, it was a few days before Cindy was ready for another rung .