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Subject: Chance Encounter - Pt2
Date: Fri, 14 Jul 2006 16:49:50 -0400
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------The second half-------
There is nothing better than waking up to find yourself with your
dick still buried in a sweet, slick cunt. After all that and we managed
to stay together for the remainder of the night. This was incredible.
I had never had this happen to me before. I may have started out with
my cock buried with the intention of waking up still attached, but
invariably ended up separated. Not this time though and I said so.
"Jeez, babe. I've always dreamed of waking up with my dick still
buried in my lover. You didn't happen to wake up before I did and slip
yourself onto me again, did you?"
"No hun', I didn't but during the night I do sortta remember almost
slipping off a few times which kinda woke me up so I slipped back on
again. It just felt so bad not having you in me - I couldn't believe
that you were still hard even while you were asleep. Yes hun', I think
that we're going to have a pretty good relationship."
"Yep, it sure looks that way. Say, I'm feeling pretty hungry. How
about we get cleaned up and head out for some breakfast and then head
into the city to check out that sex shop?"
"Yeah, great idea. I'm famished and boy, do I have some ideas when
we go to that sex shop. You're really gonna like them, yes, you will -
uh huh, uh huh."
With that we got up and headed into the bathroom where we had
ourselves a standup screw. Then, we shaved each other. After shaving
Paula's pussy, I just had to eat her out for about twenty minutes. It
was so soft, smooth, pouty and just plain luscious looking that I
couldn't resist. After that, Paula reciprocated and gave me a fifteen
minute blowjob while continually massaging and stroking my balls. From
there, we got ourselves dressed - me in a black t-shirt and track pants
and Paula in a spaghetti strap sundress that showed off her tits real
well and only came down to mid thigh, no underwear and some high heel
sandals. Paula swore that she was never going to wear underwear again
because she loved the sensation of the breeze licking away at her freshly
shaved pussy. She said that I had myself a full time job shaving her
quim everyday - that's fine by me.
We had ourselves a real 'lumberjack's breakfast' being that we were
even hungrier than we thought. It only made sense considering our
extremely vigourous activities of the preceding hours. I got up and
called a cab which gave us about ten minutes to play 'under-the-table
grope-'n-feel.' The only problem with Paula not wearing any panties was
that her juices started to run down her legs, so she had to visit the
washroom to insert a tampon to quell the flood. She was a little
disappointed about that, but hey, one can't fight nature, can one?
As soon as we got into the cab, Paula started rubbing my cock
through my pants resulting in a raging hard-on. I wanted to do her right
there in the backseat and didn't give a shit who saw us. As a matter of
fact, I was quite proud of the idea that Paula was allowing me to screw
her in any way imaginable and wanted to show ourselves off. This
attitude of mine was to earn us considerable fame later on, but I'm
getting a little ahead of myself. While she was playing with my parts,
I had my hand up her dress and was massaging her hairless honeypot,
stroking her clit - sort of like jerking off a miniature cock. When we
got to the plaza where the sex shop was, Paula had to go to the can
again to renew her tampon because the first one was super saturated and
the cooze was starting to seep down her legs again.
When we entered the sex shop, Paula cooed with delight and her eyes
took on a definite devilish twinkle. Within a couple of minutes she had
found what she was looking for and called me over. What I was looking
at resembled a segmented tube about eight inches long. When I remarked
that it looked nice but so what, Paula proceeded to demonstrate how the
device worked. There were eight, one inch interlocking sections made out
of a soft but very supportive material with a segmented velcro locking
spine. Each section in turn had tapered and flared ends with the same
type of thin, strongly locking velcro material. The devices were
designed so that the ends could be curled up, effectively hiding the
velcro so as not to chafe the skin. I was still pretty thick and
couldn't figure out what was the actual use of this well made device.
Paula then reminded me of her disappointment about how my balls would
tighten up and stop slapping against her just before I would loose a
load. This was a sac stretcher! The idea of the segments was that the
wearer could adjust the tension for comfort and sensation with the
minimum of one ring guaranteed to keep the ole bag a-swingin' and
a-slappin'. My face broke into an appreciative grin as I was astounded
at the ingenuity of the device. I was really eager to try it out.
We spent another forty or so minutes buying all sorts of toys,
lotions, potions, devices and videos. I blew about five hundred dollars
and was real impatient to get back so that we could screw our brains out.
We got the cab to drop us off at the local grocery store in town because
we weren't going to leave our little love nest for anything. After
loading up on supplies, we double-timed it back to the motel and locked
ourselves in.
Our clothes were off as soon as the dead bolt was shoved home and
Paula had me up and hard as she started to install the device onto me.
She said we were going to start off with one ring and then adjust as we
went along. We applied some 'tingle' lotion to our parts and proceeded
to screw our brains out, non-stop for an hour and a half. That 'tingle'
lotion was really something else in that it imparted an extremely erotic
sensation to the genitals - it kept them excited because it promoted the
blood flow to them, both mine and Paula's. The sac-stretcher worked well,
also. I enjoyed having my nuts continually slap against Paula's anatomy
and realized how much I was missing by letting nature have its course by
having them draw up tight. For one thing, the sensation of being on the
edge of cumming was greatly extended so that I ended up thrusting and
rubbing against Paula's g-spot, desperately seeking release, grunting and
howling like a lust-filled maniac - it was great! We both loved it!
Then, after I came for the sixth time and had to rest, Paula reached
down into our bag of toys and pulled out a cock expander, one of those
with a one-way, high quality, vacuum bulb. She brought out the tube of
K-Y Jelly and lubed up the ring around the base of the cylinder and
applied it over my sagging and limp cock. Once she started to pump the
bulb, my dick started to come alive again and boy, did it ever! It was
amazing at how much my prick puffed up. I'm no John Holmes, just an
average seven inch, one and three quarter thick, but this fuckin' toy
managed to bring me up to ten inches and two and a quarter inches thick
- a real kolbassa! And the sensation was that I was raring to screw
again.
Well, Paula and me just kind of gaped at each other for a few
seconds and went back at it with her on top - she wasn't going to miss
this maximum penetration. It must be said though that as soon as the
hole on the cylinder was unplugged my cock shrunk down to about nine
inches and around two inches thick. Still, this was an improvement over
my natural endowment. The size held after another onslaught at her
gushing pussy and finally a concentrated and prolonged attack at her
lucious bung-hole. When I finished, I was a flacid six by one and a half
- a lot better than before, though.
After that session, Paula and I agreed that the vacuum tube was to
become part of our regular arsenal. Although she assured me that she
still 'loved' me and that I was still her favourite 'stud muffin,' she
still liked to get stuffed by some awesome meat once in a while. It was
reassuring that she confessed that while she loved getting stuffed, it
proved to be too painful and uncomfortable to maintain the sensation all
of the time and really preferred my normal self. I told her that if we
maintain a regular routine with the pump, my dimensions might actually
increase and that she was sweet for trying to spare my feelings because
after all, bigger is better.
During all this activity, I was still wearing the sac stretcher and
it felt comfortable. I liked the way it pulled back the skin of my cock
so that the head was always fully exposed and the tension on my sac
caused my cock to always be in half ready mode. Yep, that and the
expander would definitely increase my natural dimensions - I mean a penis
is a muscle and like all muscles, the more it's exercised the bigger it
gets.
Well, we just screwed the rest of the day and night away only to
wake up and start again. It was a good thing that I had rented the room
for a week because Paula just couldn't bear to stop and called in sick.
The aphrodisiacs that we bought actually worked. We had gotten those
more for a joke than anything else so you can imagine our pleasant
surprise when we found out that they actually worked. Man, we screwed
all day Monday and through the start of the night - we must have fucked
about fifty or more times since we got back from the sex shop - it was
great.
Just before we started to fall asleep, Paula informed me that she
would really have to get back to work for Tuesday. I told her that we
would wake real early, call a cab to take us back to my place and from
there I could drive her in to work. She liked that idea and got out of
bed to choose a set of ben-wai balls and an nice, hefty anal intruder to
put on the bathroom counter. When I asked her why, she said that she
would wear them during the day after she got her morning workout from me.
That just got us all horny again so I took her from behind and after we
came, we fell asleep spoon fashion with her holding my nuts between her
legs so that I wouldn't slip out - another advantage to the sac stretcher.
Upon awakening, we had ourselves a quick shower and shave. No long
eat-out session, just a realtively quick pussy bang and then a not so
quick anal assault. After cleaning up the juices I inserted the ben-wai
balls, manipulating them to make sure that they rested against her g-spot
and then after Paula jerked me off we used the cum to lubricate the anal
intruder. It slipped in quite nicely considering that I had given her
a thorough butt reaming not more than ten minutes ago. She pouted when
I suggested that she wear panties to catch the fluids that were sure to
leak out during the course of the day, but she saw the logic of the
situation and relented.
Arriving at my house, we jumped into my trusty pick up and headed
out for her town. During the trip Paula had her hand around my dick
jerking and sucking all the way there. We made plans that I was to pick
her up after work and head on over to her place. She felt that she would
be so horny that she would probably be vibrating from the tension of
abstaining for that huge length of time. Hell, I would be vibrating and
my balls would be near bursting. Paula made me promise that I wouldn't
jerk off until I was in her presence; she just loved watching the cum
shooting out of my cock plus she also loved spreading the spunk through
her fingers and over her tits and the rest of her body.
After dropping her off, I headed back to the motel and collected
our stuff, effectively checking out - no more motels for us. From now on,
it would be in the comforts of what my home could offer her. I sat at
home waiting for the time to pass until I could pick Paula up from work
and decided that I would ask her that night if she would consider moving
in with me. Finally, the time came for me to leave and pick her up so
I grabbed our toy bag and headed out. Thanks to the sac stretcher I had
been sporting a half on all day long and now that I was sitting in my
truck thinking of Paula it had developed into a raging hard on
threatening to burst through my jeans.
To say thaat I was tempted to stroke myself would be an
understatement - my cock was so hard, tender and sensitive that it was
just begging for release. But a promise was a promise and I was thinking
of where I could take Paula where it wouldn't interrupt daily routine.
Sitting in my truck, with the engine idling, thinking horny thoughts and
debating with myself about my promise, Paula suddenly appeared. The look
on her face was one of wanton lust and as soon as she saw my truck, she
raced over and ripped the door open , unzipped my fly , grabbed my cock
and started sucking it like there was no tomorrow. Paula has this thing
with threes and it wasn't until I blew my third load that she finally
raised her head and proclaimed;
"Gawd! I needed that! Hun, we have a problem. Quick, let's get
on over to my place and screw. I need a few good fucks so that I can
think properly. C'mon, get this shitbox moving! I need to get fucked
really bad. Let's go, go, go!"
With that, I threw the truck on gear and peeled out of the lot and
within ten minutes we were in Paula's apartment, naked and screwing right
in the middle of her living room rug. I don't think that I ever thrust
faster and harder than I had ever done in my life. The urgency for
relief was overwhelming and Paula's pussy was greedy for my cock. After
I literally ripped the ben-wai balls from her snatch, her pussy lips
actually mewled for my dick - this was an emergency situation.
We were both emotional wrecks and only a whole lot of fucking could
cure our dilemma. Finally, after an hour and a half of non-stop screwing
we were finally calmed down enough to be able to talk.
"Paula, we have to talk. We seem to have a problem - a real bad
problem. A problem that seems to occupy our conscious thoughts and
judging by my huge hard-ons upon waking up, my sub-conscious, also.
"Yeah, I was OK up until about ten o'clock and then I just couldn't
stop the feelings of ultra horniness. I had to get up about every ten
minutes and go to the can to frig myself, but it didn't do any good.
The more I frigged myself, the hornier I got. I was never so glad to see
you sitting in your truck knowing that I would have your delicious cock
up inside me. Gawd, hun, I have to have you inside me all of the time."
"Well, then that kind of settles it. Paula, would you like to
move in with me? I've got a pretty nice house and it's kind of lonely
with just me living there all by my lonesome. That means that you would
have to leave this town, your friends and everything."
"Oh, that wouldn't be too hard. I really don't have all that many
friends and besides, we could visit them and vice-versa. As for the rest,
there isn't all that much for me here. I was getting bored with the job
anyway. Besides, I think that this is an opportunity for me to branch
out into something different. Y'know, I always wanted to become a porn
star - what do you think?"
"I think that you could become a great porn star, Paula. You
certainly have the equipmnet and you most certainly have the desires.
C'mon, let's have another go. I can't seem to get enough of you. Let's
go anal. You've had that plug in you long enough and now it's time for
some real man meat."
With that, I tugged at her anal plug and out it came with a popping
sound. There was her delicious rosey-red, all agape just waiting for me
to plug it. I rubbed my dick against her sopping pussy lips and gave it
a few pokes to ensure that my cock was properly lubed and then plunged
into her ass, groin deep. I started a slow, steady rythmn with my balls
slapping aginst Paula's pussy, thanks to the sac stretcher. I was really
getting to like that little device. So far we had extended my balls by
two inches and now that my sac was getting used to it, was thinking about
adding another inch.
Paula liked it because in between sessions she would grab my sac and
run her thumb over and over my balls. It was such a soothing sensation
and relaxing all at the same time and it kept my cock at half mast, so
to speak. Even though I was circumcised, it wasn't as extreme as some
of the Jewish sects go, so there was still a bit of a foreskin covering
my dickhead when I was soft. Thanks to the sac stretcher however, my
dickhead was uncovered all of the time now and it felt great.
Now that we had settled on Paula moving in with me, we happily
screwed the rest of the night. I figure I had done her about ten times
before we finally fell asleep in what was to become our favourite
position, spoon fashion.
The next day, Paula handed in her two week notice and I started to
get things ready for the move. That is I started to pack Paula's stuff
and then I would meet Paula for lunch and we would have a few nooner
quickies. Paula was getting into the habit of sucking me off quite a few
times during our nooners and that pretty well constituted her lunch.
With that and the constant sex, we were both starting to trim down and
tone up. When the weekends came, we would take some of her stuff, the
light stuff that is, and head down to my house where she would
familiarize herself with the layout.
While she was doing this, we attempted to christen every room,
closet and cubbyhole by having sex in it and naturally, we were naked the
whole time we were there. This was great because if either of us felt
horny all we had to do was go up to the other and initiate sex. If Paula
felt horny all she had to do was come up to me, give my cock a few
strokes to bring it up to full mast and slide herself over me and start
whaling away. Since Paula was always wet, all I had to do was walk on
over to her, pick a hole and start thrusting - she was really
enthusiastic about this.
The two weeks were coming to a close and now we had to consider
moving her furniture and other heavy stuff. It wasn't going to be that
bad. If needed, we could disassemble some of the stuff and the rest
wasn't really that heavy so we felt that between the two of us we should
be able to handle it.
When her last day of employment came we went out to celebrate. She
got all gussied up in her slinkiest dress, sans underwear, of course and
I actually blew the dust off a pair of dress pants and sports jacket I
had hanging at the back of a closet. We hit a dance club and really
wowed the crowd with a few close, mambo, swing-type dirty dancing numbers.
This seemed to set the mood for the evening and pretty soon everybody was
in the mood. Yessiree, the ole dance club was a rockin' and sizzlin'
that night. Hell, the owner even asked us back and said that the drinks
would be on the house next time.
Needless to say, when we got home we were so horny that we couldn't
settle on one particlar position for even a minute but rather kept
changing. This really built up the tension and when we finally came, it
was as if Vesuvius exploded. After a bit of a rest I felt a desire to
ream Paula's ass and started in. She reached behind and slowly started
to squeeze my balls in time to my thrusts. When I finally came she gave
them a slight tug and squeeze and this had the effect of magnifying my
orgasm and keeping me rock hard so that I started thrusting again. We
did this a few times and by this time we were both feeling pretty tired
due to the night's activity and fell asleep in our spoon position. It
was a good feeling.
--- Part Two: Playing House to follow.
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The only real way to look younger is to not be born so soon.
-- Charles M. Schultz