Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at employment that evening, and asked her if she was still set to squeal like a pig. She said yes, and to nibble her up in the parking lot at xi 30. I picked her up, on schedule, and we went out for a drink or three before getting to the main event. As we were driving to one of our preferent 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 turn surprised when I said I would link up her. What with the fume and the alcohol, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's tight little asshole. She had some former approximation.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my hawkshaw out of my pants, and was jacking a picayune on it. I moved over in the seat to give her better access, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her mouth and started to go down on me. I placed my mitt on the rear of her head, and gently, so as not to destroy anything, started to push her head up and down, just a little deeper each time. This went on for a few mo, then, as always, Cindy quit sucking. Looking up, she said,"You may deliver to help me take it all the way the low gear time, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the first time. Just hold back 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 easy up and down, deeper on each cam stroke, movement. After Cindy got almost three quarters of my duration down her mouth, I could feel the book binding of her pharynx, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her take what she was comfortable with for a few more strokes, then gently pushed her head down further until I felt the binding of her throat again. This prison term, she took a few more chance event 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 take Sir Thomas More of my dick down her pharynx. By this time, I could take back no longer, so I grabbed the backbone of her headspring and shoved as severely as I could, and spurted a massive shipment of cum down her throat. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed laborious, 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 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 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 overtone, but the idea of someone squirting cum in my mouth just grossed me out. Somebody else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the theme since. With somebody I want to cum in my mouth, 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 ready for more. She grinned and nodded, and as if to prove it, took my flaccid dick 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 knees, and stuck her ass up in the air. I willingly proceeded to smack first one face, 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 oversized bag once more and get a tube-shaped structure of KY jelly.
"For when you are ready to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her point down, ass up, mitt and knees view, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle several more than multiplication 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 shudder twice in climax, but with the alcohol, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to depend on, razz, twit. When I finally felt my own impending climax, I pulled out of Cindy's well utilize little brown hole, and blistered her ass for a few more slash. She was sobbing, squealing, crying, and begging me not to turn back in a long, incoherent lallation. I dropped the"Ass Blisterer"and spread Cindy's well lube ass cheek. When I entered her tight, hot piffling brown starfish, she squealed her loud"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own sexual climax, and pumped squirt after jet 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 talk about a few new things she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a good throat- screwing made her that happy, why not new things ? Not to name 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 other plaything. She also wanted what she called some decent smoke. Said the stuff she had wasn't really good. And, she still was on that threesome kick, but had an thought that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two More boat paddle, long enough to catch both impertinence of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a approach pattern of holes in, the other I left knit stitch. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a child's butt. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddle walkover shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some hired man rubbing and slap-up's-foot oil. The strap already had some kettle of fish in it, and I punched a few more. I could hardly waitress to lay that across Cindy's ass. live, I cut some shift, or really, rods, off of dissimilar types of tree, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too sure about the rod cell, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night I wore her ass out with a willow tree 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 clip off afterward. Next, I had to secure some"decent"pot. Since I had no cue where that was to be obtained, I decided to go see Linda, and see if she was over her snit.
Linda was only mildly throw out of kilter because I hadn't called for two or three days, and wanted to know if she could come over after work, about eleven, eleven 30. I said OK, and asked if she could score some decorous gage. I gave her some cash, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a marijuana cigarette, ( which was dynamite shit ), and took a exhibitor together. I soaped her all over, more in some billet than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her short, raven mordant hair, and shaved her pits, leg, and the back of her neck, under the curtly whisker there. ( She said hair growing out on her neck under her forgetful style prickled. ) Then, getting out of the shower, I shaved her cunt, and rubbed her freshly shaved areas with a lotion she had brought that she said was better than cocker oil. All this time, she had washed me really good all over, and inspired a raging erection 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 pussy until she shuddered, moaned, and begged me to fuck her. I turned her over, put her on her custody and stifle, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to catch some Z's with her lowly organic structure cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishes, cleaned up the lavatory, picked up all the dirty clothes, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and drink chocolate she had made.
We said"good morning,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of coffee. I could severalize 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 shock absorber and produced one of the paddle I had made for Cindy, and hadn't even got to use yet.
"What is this for ? Or who is it for ? Do you need 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 previous girlfriend, because she liked it, and had intended to impart it to her one of these Day. Not quite the the true, but close. I most surely intended to"give it"to Cindy right hand across her chubby ass.
"Hummm"Linda said."Don't give it back to her yet. Do you savour 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 coerce her, or injure her, or reach her do anything she didn't want to do.
"Don't give the boat paddle back,"she said."I might require to try it. It sounds Wyrd, 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 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 sexual climax when being spanked. I know it made her super horny, and the more than she got her ass spanked, the wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to stay to paddle her ass past the tip 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 night, since we were coming off mean solar day off, and going on six ‘ til two shift. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and pretend it to turn the next morning. She said"OK. call up me !"and was out the door.
Working daylights, I didn't have the meter for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to trade shifts with a co-worker one day that week, and I said I would cull her up after I dropped the gang off and showered.
Thursday, the day I had set aside for Cindy, I dropped off the work party, had a nice stiff drink and a hot shower, gathered up Cindy's toys, had another unbendable drinkable, and was off to pick up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's planetary 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 flat was out, because of Linda, and Cindy's trend to be gaudy 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 way with a couple of overstuffed chair and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a joint. After a few smash, she pronounced it trade good pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her teat for a piece, and then tied her hands behind her back, with a loop around her neck opening that forced her to hold her head back, and made her breasts stick out. future, I applied some ice to her outthrust pap, 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 joint, or feeding her a sip of my tip and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed chairman, and render me some head, spaced out with sips of the tip and seven, which she swirled around my pecker before swallowing. The way she was tied, the grommet around her neck kept her from going as inscrutable as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her deal around her shank, and stripped her pants and panty off while I had her standing up. I gave her the last hit off the roofy, and laid it aside. Cindy held the smoke for a long time, 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 rigorous, getting the tie right between her pussy lips. next, I bent her over the back of the chairwoman, and arrayed the paddles, strap, and gat in the arse, 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 little brown rosebud until we both climaxed, she respective sentence. 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 take more than than my arm could give.
I untied her, and we fixed another crapulence. With Cindy and I both sitting au naturel, we sipped boozing and discussed the paddles and strap. Cindy liked both of the boat paddle, said the smooth one was a"Stinger"and the one with mess was a"twofold dose of ass blister."She said the walkover strap was as secretive 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 rods I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort 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 junction, and by this time we had the munchies bad. We took a quick rain shower together, and I left to stock certificate up on a couple of cheeseburgers and some junk food. I left Cindy with clothespins on her mamilla and orders not to remove them. Of line, when I got back, she had taken the pins off, so I bent her over the chair, and gave her about ten licks across her ass and the backs of her thigh 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 drink some more, and sat around until I decided that it was clip for Cindy to fumble me. What with the earlier workout in her closely little bunghole, she sucked for a longsighted time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her headspring down and sometimes pulling her down by the hair. After a piece, I made her kneel on the footrest, and fucked her pooch manner with me standing up. That womanhood had the hottest, tightest slit I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the seam for a while, and when Cindy woke me up, it was fourth dimension to leave if I was going to stimulate it to work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her pants 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 tone arm hind end, sucking on my tool all the way back to town. I finally had to commit up in her driveway and concord her head down while I came in her lip, but I went to work on worn out and well satisfied !
Later that workweek, after we had worked our six Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of day break, 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 skilful ass blistering, it was a few 24-hour interval before Cindy was fix for another round .