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Subject: The Incredible Screwing of Lillian Summers [MF, MFF, unusual objects, wife, anal, cd]
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The Incredible Screwing of Lillian Summers
"Wanna screw?" the beautiful woman from upstairs asks, looking
straight at me.
I can't believe this! She actually wants to make it with me? Can she
know how many times I've gazed out my apartment window at those lovely
thighs and enjoyed the poetry of her motion? And now she's inviting
me to make love with her, just like that?
I pause in disbelief. Her dress is hanging beautifully over her
luscious figure. She does a cute little twist with her body, which
causes her low-hemmed dress to swing around seductively. Yes, I want
to do it with her!
I take a deep breath, nod my head and say "Yes. I would."
"Great!" she exclaims. "My name is Lillian Summers. What is yours?"
"I'm Jonathan Brown."
"Well, Jonathan Brown, come right on up with me and I'll give you a
screwing you'll never forget."
She dances up the stairs toward her apartment, her dress swinging on
her hips beautifully. Eye candy.
By the time I reach the bottom step she is past the landing and almost
directly above me. I can see up inside her dress somewhat. The
inside of her thighs are a lovely pale color, and I'm getting a
serious hard-on looking at them.
Smiling at me, Lillian gaily pulls the front of her dress up and
forward so I can see her panties. They are tight enough that I can
see her the shape of her labia and everything. To think that in a few
minutes my penis will be enjoying the lovely hole I know is hidden by
those panties.
Now Lillian is unlocking her apartment door. Boldly I move behind her
and put my arms around her, feeling her softness. She doesn't move
away. I press my body up against her back side so that my penis is
pushing against her body and lift my hands to her lovely round
breasts.
She has the door open already, but stands for a minute in my arms,
enjoying my caress. Then she moves forward, taking me with her.
"I hope you don't think this is too strange," says Lillian, "but I
find it really kinky to screw a guy who can't talk. Will you let me
gag you? I'll kiss you first. I know you'll love it."
"Kiss me and I'll think about it." I'm not sure. Mostly I want to
get my penis into her warm wet vagina right away, but I know that I'll
have a better chance of doing this with her again if I can give her as
much pleasure as possible.
Lillian's warm and tender lips meet mine as I put my arms around her,
feeling her soft breasts against my chest and having my penis
tantalizingly close to where I want it to be. The wonderful tingling
in my lips as they meet hers is incredibly pleasurable. My tongue
explors her lips a while, then I enter her mouth. Lillian is making
sounds of pleasure as I explore her with my tongue. Now her tongue is
pushing into my mouth. I open up and let her explore me. This is
heavenly!
We must have been french kissing for five minutes now. I don't ever
want to stop, but my love fires are burning. I want to know her and
become one flesh with her. I pull up her dress and then reach into
her panties. I touch her.
Lillian is moaning with pleasure now as I massage her clit while
continuing our passionate kiss. She is already very wet. I pull down
my zipper and start to get out my erect penis, when Lillian suddenly
backs up.
"Wait, I need to gag you first. Please?"
"Let's make love, then you can gag me," I tell her, eager to get on
with the main event.
"No, I won't screw you unless you're gagged first," she insists.
"Ok, go ahead. But please hurry."
Lillian opens a drawer and pulls out a ball with some straps attached
to it. "Open up," she instructs, holding the ball to my mouth. I do
so and she puts the ball inside, then begins to fasten the straps
around the back of my head. I experimentally try to make some sound
and realize it is difficult with a large ball in my mouth.
The ball is uncomfortable and I wish I didn't have it. Still it is
worth the price to have the opportunity to have sex with lovely
Lillian, queen of beauty. I glance her over once again, noting how
the top of her pretty knit dress hugs her upper body so well, bringing
out every curve. And what curves! Everything about her is soft,
gentle, and gorgeous.
Lillian ties a piece of cloth over my gag and steps back to survey her
handiwork. She smiles in anticipation of an expected pleasure. I
feel the same anticipation. My penis is completely ready for her!
Lillian apparently wants to play some more though. As she deftly
removes my pants and I remove my shirt, she says "Let's start with you
lying facedown on the bed so I can massage your butt." Ok, I love it
when Cindy does that. I just hope I don't ejaculate on the bed while
she's doing it.
I lie naked on the bed with my legs sticking slightly off the side,
and Lillian straddles my legs. She starts by massaging my legs. Oh,
that feels good. Her legs close on mine, and I feel her holding my
legs tightly together. Presently she moves up my legs.
Soon Lillian is massaging my buttocks. She teases me by occasionally
going into my butt crack, each time a little further. I lie still to
keep from masturbating myself, while my mind focuses on every
pleaurable sensation. When she touches my anus it almost blows my
mind, but soon she is massaging everywhere, even pressing a little
into my anus as if she wanted to put a finger in there.
"Give me your hands," she says. She brings my hands to my buttocks,
then puts her hands on mine and uses them to continue the massage.
She even puts them in my ass crack. I've never had anyone do this to
me before, and I find it quite enjoyable.
I'm totally out of my mind with pleasure, so when she says "hold on a
second" and leaves my hands touching my anus, I wait patiently,
wondering what she is doing now.
She grabs my wrists with her hands, then I feel something else pulling
my wrists together. What is she doing? I can't see.
I start to pull my wrists around where I can see them, and Lillian
stops me. "Hold on a second Jonathan. You're going to like this."
I feel something pulling my wrists together tightly. Now there is
something around my elbows. What is she doing? Suddenly I experience
a moment of panic. I don't know this lady, and I don't know what she
is really like. Somehow she is holding my arms together behind my
back. She says I'll like what is coming, but will I?
"No," I think. "I'm not going to let her tie me up or anything. It's
too risky." On the other hand, if I don't let her do it I probably
won't get the screw she promises me.
I need to let her know this is not ok with me. Jerking my body, I try
to stand up, but realize that my legs are tied together too. She must
have done that when she first straddled my legs. Lillian is working
on binding my knees. Yes, this is some kind of bondage thing for
sure. Oh how did I get sucked into this?
I've read plenty stories where women tied up their husbands and then
invited a bunch of guys in to fuck her and have gay sex with him, or
done any number of other perverted things. They were kinky to read
about, but the possibilty of actually experiencing such things is a
different matter. Visions of what might happen next rush through my
mind -- terrifying visions. I feel a wave of fear wash over me,
perhaps the greatest I have ever felt in my life. I desparately try
to roll over.
Lillian allows me to roll over, and when I'm on my back she quickly
attaches the last strap to the bed, completing my bondage. Here I am
lying naked on Lillian's bed, all tied up with a gag in my mouth, and
my penis sticking straight up in the air. And she can do anything she
wants to me: I'm powerless to stop her.
Lillian smiles at me and says in a soft and pleasant voice: "You look
great Jonathan! I hope you don't mind me tying you up. It just turns
me on so much to screw a guy who is all tied up, and most men won't
let me do it unless I surprise them like this. Don't worry, you'll
get the screw I promised you, and I won't do anything else strange to
you without your permission, unless of course you consider screwing to
be strange."
I am somewhat relieved. Her gentle attitude and her whole demeanor
makes me inclined to trust her. There's still a bit of fear in the
back of my mind, but I begin to be calmer as I lie there.
While I lie there thinking this isn't so bad after all, Lillian is
adjusting ropes and things. I start to relax. I notice a videocamera
mounted above the bed and another across the room, both with their
lights on.
I start to wonder and worry about who is going to see the videos of
this when Lillian stands up on the bed, straddling me, then steps
forward. I see her lovely dress swinging toward my face, and in a
moment I can look inside and see the view. I forget all about the
cameras.
Her panties gone, Lillian's pussy lips and fuck hole are clearly
visible now. I never get tired of seeing Cindy's private parts, and
Lillians are just as good looking. The thought of having my penis in
the lovely vagina above me is very exciting, especially with my head
surrounded by the inner lining of Lillian's delicious dress. I enjoy
looking at upskirt pictures online, but there is nothing to compare
with the real thing. I am surrounded by a cylinder of white knit
material with pretty floral patterns on it, two lovely legs, and a
gorgeous pussy.
As Lillian squats over my face her butt cheeks open up and I can see
her tight anus there. Cindy won't let me fuck her ass, but Lillian
appears to be into a lot more kinky things than Cindy. Maybe she will
let me.
I think Lillian was going to have me do cunnilingus on her, and I will
do so willingly. But she stops most of the way down, puts her hands
under my arms, lifts, and pulls. I am slid all the way onto the bed
so my feet are no longer sticking out. Being pulled by the shoulder
is usually uncomfortable, but I was beyond noticing such things, I was
so turned on.
Lillian puts pillows under both of my legs and attaches ropes from my
bound knees to the head of the bed so my legs will stay up. I must be
quite a sight. I wonder if I'll get a copy of the video.
When she is done with the ropes, she says "I'm ready to screw you now,
but I was wondering if you'd like a little oral sex first?"
Remembering the pleasure of Lillian's beautiful lips on mine, and
knowing she can't kiss my lips any more because of the gag, I am more
than ready to feel her licking and sucking on my most private part. I
nod yes, gazing at her tall, thin body filling her one piece white
knit dress with the pretty flowers. I can hardly wait for her sexy
form to glide over and kneel before my penis.
Lillian has a great way of taking everything slowly to get the best
effect. She starts by kissing my feet. I enjoy the sensation of her
lips and tongue kissing and licking the tops of my feet, then on the
soles. I feel her tongue between my toes, then she pops each toe into
her mouth one at a time. I am totally relaxed now and enjoying every
second of this. Round and round she goes, giving me a complete foot
massage on each foot.
Soon Lillian is kissing the inside of my calves, then my knees. Now
she is kissing my thighs and getting dangerously (or should I say
pleasantly) close to my balls and shaft. Oh, beautiful woman! I
would be tied up a hundred times to enjoy your wonderful touch! I
would do anything!
Now she is kissing and sucking my balls, which feels very, very good.
"Up just a few more inches!" I think, but I can't say anything because
of the gag in my mouth. Lillian loves to keep me in suspense, because
she just keeps going around and around my balls as she reaches up and
rubs my sides and plays with the hair on my chest. This goes on and
on, with me thinking every second that she's going to slide that sweet
mouth of hers up the bottom of my shaft and put my glans inside it.
Suddenly she does!
Oh, sweet Lillian! Beautiful Lillian! Wonderful Lillian! I love you
Lillian! Incredible pleasure washes over me as I feel her tongue
slide up the bottom of my shaft and her head come down on my member,
enclosing it fully. Her face is before me and I feel her long wavy
hair resting on my legs.
Lillian doesn't go slowly now! In an instant her head comes down as
far as it will go on my penis. My penis is only 6 inches long, so
almost all of it goes into her before it bumps against the back of her
throat. Then up and down, up and down, she is sucking my prick like
there is no tomorrow.
Hardly five seconds go by before a climax washes over me. My penis
pulsates in Lillian's mouth as wave after wave of intense pleasure
courses through my body, almost causing me to black out. This is the
best sex I've ever had, and Lillian hasn't even screwed me yet! She
is absolute dynamite. I hope I can come over again and again and
again. I will have her tie me up and do me every day! Yes, I want to
be screwed by Lillian.
Lillian pulls back and quickly asks "are you ready for me to screw you
now?"
I nod, wanting her to do anything and everything she can possibly do
to me. It's probably not strictly true that I can fill her vagina her
right now because my penis is getting limper by the second, but I'm
not thinking clearly enough to realize that.
Lillian reaches under the bed and pulls out a clear plastic box. She
holds it above my face so I can see what is inside. I am puzzled for
just a second, as I look at it uncomprehendingly. Suddenly I
understand, and I am filled with shock and horror.
The box is full of screws! It contains screws of every type -- wood
screws, sheet metal screws, machine screws with nuts and washers, and
even drywall screws. There are long screws and short screws, tiny
little screws and enormous screws, and everything in between.
"I love screwing guys," Lillian says as she selects a medium-size
machine screw about 5" long. It looks like it has about 8-32 or maybe
10-24 threads, though at the moment I'm in no shape to be judging
screw size very accurately. In fact, I think I'm going to faint!
Panic fills me and suddenly I start to struggle and yank at the cords
as if my life depended on it. Surely she will realize that I'm not
willing to let her "screw" me that way! I thought she meant putting
my penis in her vagina. I don't know where she plans to put the screw
in her hand, but wherever it is, I am NOT ok with it!
Completely ignoring my struggles, Lillian smiles at me and says "I'm
SO GLAD you've agreed to let me screw you. Screwing guys is one of my
favorite pastimes, and I don't get to do it nearly as much as I would
like. A lot of the guys I've tried to screw without tying them up
changed their mind, but I can tell you're excited to have me screw you
and won't change your mind." Her voice is as melodious as always, but
her words are not music to my ears.
I notice the expression on Lillian's face. It is a eager expression,
but also calm, as if she really believes I want her to use that bolt
on me. And she is obviously happy about it. This is really freaking
me out. The woman is crazy! Let me out of here.
My fear has completely eliminated my erection, and even the touch of
her hand on my limp penis doesn't start it up again. I watch,
paralyzed with fear, as she puts a small washer on the machine screw,
brings it to the tip of my penis and puts the business end of it into
my piss-hole. No! No! Don't do this to me!
Lillian completely ignores my fear and continues as if this was
exactly what I want.
Pulling on my prick with one hand to lengthten it out, she reaches up
and starts turning the head of the screw with her finger.
I feel the friction of the screw inside my urethra as it rotates
inside, going deeper and deeper with each turn. I've tried sounding a
few times, but always with a nail or something else smooth. The
sensation of being screwed is different. Instead of slipping smoothly
in, the screw was rotating inside. Will this harm my urethra, I
wonder? I hope not.
The screw is so tall I can hardly see it getting shorter, but I can
defintely feel it penetrating me further and further with each turn.
There is some pain involved, but the fear begins to pass as I realize
the pain is not that bad. It is unpleasant, and I hate the idea of
what Lillian is doing to me, but I realize I'll come through her
screwing ok.
I look up at Lillian's face, which is now filled with delight. She
obviously was telling the truth about loving to screw guys. As I gaze
at her, suddenly I find myself thinking what this must be like for
her, to have a guy totally in her control and be screwing a 5" screw
into the tip of his penis. As I put myself in her place, I begin to
see how it could be a real turn-on, and even imagine myself doing it
to someone else.
My thoughts are now more pleasant than otherwise. I look down and see
Lillian's chest before me with her large breasts jutting out so neatly
inside her pretty knit dress. I look at her pearl necklace and her
sparkling earrings and the look of peace and pleasure on her face.
She is so beautiful right now! And so sexy! And she is screwing me
in a way I never dreamed of! I am definitely beginning to enjoy this.
The screw only has about half an inch left. She lets my strangely
squishy but straight penis fall forward as she reaches into the box
for the screwdriver I saw there. She pulls one of the videocameras in
for a closeup view, then starts turning the screw with the
screwdriver.
In a few seconds the small washer is pressing on my glans. Lillian
turns the screwdriver around a few more times, deforming my glans
slightly, then stops. As my glans deforms, I feel another sensation
inside my penis. I assume it is the pull of the screw threads on the
inside of my urethra.
"You've got a great penis, Jonathan, and I really enjoyed screwing
you," Lillian tells me sincerely, "I hope it wasn't too
uncomfortable."
I don't know how to respond to this. It wasn't nearly as bad as I
imagined. I just lie there, wondering what will happen next.
Lillian begins untying me, chattering all the while about the future.
"If you're not too busy tomorrow, I'd like to screw you again.
There's lots of fun ways I could screw you. I could use a wood screw,
or I could put one of the really big bolts in your ass, or whatever."
Stopping to unbutton the top of her dress, Lillian removes a large and
luscious breast and shows me a scar in the side of it. "It can even
be fun to make a new hole. I had a guy do this to me once. It hurt a
lot but recently I've been remembering the pleasure involved and
wishing I could do it again."
I have to admit that it was fun and definitely a unique experience to
be tied up and screwed by Lillian, but not one that I want to repeat
any time soon. I think I'll stick to Cindy's tamer lovemaking from
now on, no matter how gorgeous Lillian or any other girl is.
"What turns you on, lover-boy? Maybe tomorrow we can tie me up and
you can call the shots." I think she is completely serious. My
erection is completely back now, as I think of what I might do to a
lusciously bound Lillian. I start thinking about what it would be
like to tie her up and pee in her mouth.
I look down at my penis with the bolt and washer protruding from the
top. It's going to have to come out sometime before I need to pee.
Am I going to have to do it, or will Lillian take it out?
The last rope is off, but I'm still lying on the bed. Now Lillian is
kneeling above me, covering my private parts with her dress. I can
see her whole body before me. She is gently rubbing my penis in her
hand. Now she is guiding it into her slit. She is going to make love
to me after all!
I feel the arousal coming as Lillian inserts my stiff penis into her
moist vagina. As she grasps me with the walls of her love-hole, I
begin to forget that I have a machine screw in my prick and start to
enjoy the sensation once again.
As Lillian slides her cunt up and down on my shaft, she unties my gag
and removes it. Then she immediately lowers her lips to mine and
starts to kiss me passionately.
Now this is what _I_ was hoping for! The contents of my penis is
momentarily forgotten as I feel her body against mine beind the fabric
of her dress, and feel her tongue begin to enter my mouth once more.
My penis is pulsing with pleasure, and the screw inside it makes it
feel even better than usual.
Lillian begins to moan with pleasure as she kisses me deeply. My
penis feels great inside her wet vagina. All pain is now forgotten,
and all is bliss.
Up and down, up and down she goes. Every time her hole comes down on
my penis I feel another burst of pleasure. Suddenly Lillian's body
tenses up and she shudders. Now she is whispering my name over and
over again in my ear: "Jonthan. Johnathan. Oh Jonathan!"
I think Lillian has orgasmed three times already, and I'm about to
blow my top too. She puts her tongue in my ear, and I climax. As I
do so I imagine my semen flowing into this love lady's innermost
regions. But then I feel a tightness somewhere near my bladder and
realize there is no way for my semen to get out. It's an unusual form
of birth control, to say the least.
Exhausted, I lie there with Lillian on top of me, not moving. All
told, this was a good experience, and certainly a unique one. I put
my arms around her fully dressed body and squeeze her tight.
After another passionate kiss, Lillian rolls over beside me and lays
there motionless with her eyes closed. I feel peaceful and wonder if
I should get up. But lying in bed beside beautiful Lillian is much
nicer than going down to my empty apartment, so I stay for a while
longer. My eyes close and I enjoy the peaceful feeling.
I must have drifted off to sleep. It's darker in the room now and I
can see the street lights through the window. I see the form of
lovely Lillian beside me and realize where I am.
I reach down and feel my penis. It is strange to feel it so long and
straight, but still squishy on the outside. I feel the washer head on
the top. My bladder is getting fuller, so I think I'd better get this
screw out.
The plastic case is still on the bed beside Lillian and I, so I reach
for the screwdriver. Holding my penis I put the screwdrive in and
begin to turn. I feel pain where I am holding my penis, then
realizing I am pinching it onto the threads of the bolt. Pinching the
skin from the side, I am easily able to turn the bolt without
significant pain.
Now it's far enough up to turn it by hand. Around and around I go,
fascinated by what I am doing. I glance over to sleeping Lillian
beside me. She is on her side facing away from me. I flip up her
skirt and look at her cute butt. I feel the stirrings of passion
within me and realize it is a really bad idea to get an erection
before I get the screw out. So I put Lillian's skirt back down and
focus on removing the bolt.
It is difficult to not pay attention to the sleeping beauty beside me
or think of the fun we had this afternoon. Round and round the screw
goes. This is taking a long time. The screw is only halfway out. To
distract my mind I watch the clock and realize that it's going to take
another minute at the rate I'm going. But I don't want to rush it for
fear of pain.
The last part is difficult because my penis wants to flop around and
the weight of the screw has to be supported. I wonder how many guys
Lillian had to "screw" to get as skilled as she was with me.
I glance over and see a big black coarse thread drywall screw in the
box. I'm sure glad she didn't use that one on me! I'd not be able to
pee for a month.
Out comes the bolt. I stare at it for a minute, thinking where I had
it, then look at Lillian's lovely rump. I hesitate to do anything
that might wake the sleeping dream beside me -- she is so nice to look
at. My erection is growing again.
I can't restrain myself any longer. I pull her body gently and she
rolls onto her back, apparently still asleep. Climbing carefully off
the bed, I stand between her feet. I bend over, lift her skirt over
my head, and put my tongue into her nice wet cunt as my hands come
down on her thighs.
Lillian wakes immediately. "Huh?" she says, then "who is that?"
Her clit comes out of my mouth for a second so I can say "Jonathan,"
then I go right back to kissing her.
"Oh," she says, then a moment later, "that feels nice."
I can't answer without stopping my ministrations, so I lick a little
quicker to let her know I heard her.
In no time, Lillian is moaning and writhing on the bed with pleasure.
"Suck me," she says loudly in her musical voice, "suck me off. Ooooh
that feels good."
Lillian has already orgasmed twice under my touch. The second time my
tongue was as deep in her vagina as it could go. Now she's saying "I
need a penis in there. Fuck me, please!" That's what I want to do,
but not quite yet. I have a plan I think she'll like.
Reaching into the box beside us, I pull out the biggest bolt. It is
about 1" around and 7" long, and quite heavy. Putting my lips and
tongue back on her clitoris, I put the bolt up against her vaginal
opening and push.
"What are you doing?" she asks as she feels the cold steel against
her.
"Screwing you just like you did to me," I say, as I push on the end of
the bolt.
"Ok," she says, "go ahead."
As I increase the pressure I realize the bolt isn't going in. The
flat end is too big.
"That hurts, Jonathan. What are you doing?"
I say nothing, but I change my plan. I use my fingers to carefully
work the lips of her vagina over the corners of the bolt, first one
side and then the other. Lillian is patient with me and says
nothing. I can't see her face because of the dress over my head, so I
don't know if this hurts or not.
I take another break from my tonguing to ask her "does it still hurt?"
"No," she answers. I begin to turn the bolt.
The threads on this bolt are so big that it screws in quickly. I hope
it isn't hurting her, but if it is that's ok -- it's all part of the
game. Her game.
I'm sure she's feeling more pleasure than pain because I continue
licking her clit, and she orgasms again twice before I get the bolt
all the way in.
I wanted to fuck her after I "screwed" her, but it seems a shame to
take the big bolt out right now. I get another idea.
I roll Lillian over onto her front, open her ass cheeks, and begin
tonguing her anus. Cindy doesn't let me ass-fuck her, but she loves
to feel my tongue there. Lillian obviously likes rimming too.
I push gently on Lillian's knees. She understands what I want and
raises herself up on hands and knees in front of me as I continue to
tongue her asshole - around and around, and in and out. Is Lillian
going to let me fuck her ass? I'll know in a moment, because I'm
getting on my knees right now.
As my penis approaches Lillian's anal opening, I notice the huge bolt
in her vagina has become warmer to the touch. I stop and I touch my
penis to it. I want to go into Lillian's ass very much, but I'm
curious how the bolt will feel and also want to savor the moment. It
is obvious by now that Lillian is going to let me cum in her ass. The
bolt is cold and hard.
It takes more pressure than I thought against her asshole before it
opens, admitting my erect penis. It's not very wet inside, so I have
to go slowly, but soon my 6" penis is buried all the way inside her
warm asshole.
I grab Lillian's vaginal bolt and push it forward, pushing her body
away from me, which causes my penis to slide part way out of her
rectum. Then I pull on the bolt and my penis goes back in deep. It
is very tight in there, and very squishy -- a completely different
sensation than a vagina or mouth, and just as wonderful. Her shit
hole gets more slipper with every thrust, and soon I am pushing and
pulling the bolt rapidly back and forth.
Novel as it is to ass-fuck a girl with a bolt in their pussy, I'm
curious about more conventional anal sex techniques. So I let go of
the bolt and instead reach around and hold her body for a while, then
I reach up into her dress and try holding her bare breasts.
Lillian obviously likes my hands on her breasts, though it is a lot
harder to get much motion in her anus because her breasts swing way
back and forth with every stroke. We continue for a while like this,
then I try several other places to put my hands.
My cell phone rings. It's our home phone number, so Cindy must have
arrived home to find me missing. I let go of Lillian's dress, which I
had been holding up for a better view. I reach for my cell phone on
the bedstand and pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Hi Jon. Where are you?" asks Cindy.
We have a very trusting relationship, so of course I'm going to tell
her the truth. Whether she likes it or not is another matter. I
pause to think how to answer her.
"I'm upstairs in apartment 203."
"What are you doing there?"
"Come up and see. The door is open."
"Ok, be there in a minute. Love you."
I put down the phone and return to plunging Lillian's back side. "Who
was that?" Lillian asks.
"My wife Cindy."
"Is she coming up here?"
"Yes," I say.
"Shouldn't we stop?" Lillian asks.
"No point," I say. "I don't have any secrets from my wife."
"Oh. can you rub my breasts some more?" I do so.
In a moment I hear the front door of the apartment enter, and I look
around to see my wife enter the bedroom. I look at her but don't stop
moving in Lillian's ass.
Cindy stands there for a few seconds taking in the whole scene, then
asks "Are you two having fun?"
Lillian and I both say "yes" at the same time.
"Jinx. You owe me coke." says Cindy, smiling an enigmatic smile, then
"Would you like me to help?"
This wasn't what I expected, but it is welcome. "Sure," I tell her,
"why don't you massage my butt and Lillan's feet.
"Ok," Cindy says. She comes over and takes Lillian's shoes and socks
off, then begins rubbing Lillian's feet with one hand and my butt with
the other.
The feeling of Cindy's hand on my butt puts me over the edge and I
suddenly climax. This time there is nothing to stop my semen from
squirting deep into Lillian's warm body. I involuntarily push my
penis as deep as I can go while I fill Lillian up. Cindy continues to
massage my butt as I finish my orgasm. Cindy puts her other hand
around my balls.
Gently squeezing my balls, Cindy gently reprimands me: "I thought you
were only going to empty these into me."
"I know, beautiful. I'm sorry. I guess I just lost my head when
Lillian asked me if I wanted to screw."
"She just walked up to you and asked you that?"
"Yes," I say, worrying. Cindy seems to be taking this well, but what
is going on in her head? She knows I am telling the truth, since I
have never lied to her.
"It's ok, Jon. I've seen her around the complex and can't blame a guy
for wanting her. She's just about the prettiest woman I've ever
seen."
"Yes, but still I shouldn't have agreed to it."
"I know, but from the way you always look at her and then look away, I
could tell how attracted to her you were. I figured sooner or later
you might end up here." Cindy knows me better than I know myself.
Turning to Lillian, Cindy asks "Do you often ask total strangers to
make love with you?"
"Not often, but your husband is really handsome, and it's hard to find
people who will let me screw them. I figured he would if I seduced
him properly."
Cindy is surprised. "But you're so gorgeous. I'd think men would be
lining up from here to Timbuktu to get a chance at you."
"Yes," says Lillian, "but when I say screw I don't mean what you're
thinking. Look." And she turns her bottom toward Cindy, revealing
the huge bolt in her vagina.
"You mean you have guys put screws in you?" Cindy asks incredulously.
"No, normally I put screws in them."
Cindy turns to me questioningly. "Did she put that thing in you Jon?"
"No, she put this one in me" I tell her, showing her the screw that I
took out of my body twenty minutes ago.
"Where?"
"In my penis. She screwed it into the tip, like a sounding."
"And you let her?"
"No, not exactly. She had me tied up."
"You let her tie you up?"
"No. She tricked me."
Cindy pauses a minute. "Well, I'd like to hear the whole story but
right now it's time to get home and have dinner. If we don't, we'll
be late to the game."
I wash my penis off and reach for my clothes. Lillian stops me.
Taking her dress off I see her whole body naked for the first time.
All she is wearing is a necklace and earrings. I look her over from
head to toe as she steps over to me. What now?
Lillian gathers the folds of her dress and tells me to hold my arms
out. She slides the pretty dress over my arms and head. I feel it
fall down my body. Is she into crossdressing too? I guess so,
because she is holdig out her panties for me to step into. She puts
her stocking and shoes on me, then slips her necklace off and onto my
neck. I worry about the earrings, but they turn out to be clip-ons.
Now Lillian is completely naked except for the huge bolt in her
pussy. "Wow! You look great!" I exclaim. Cindy nods in agreement.
"Take my picture and I'll email you a copy," Lillian says, indicating
her camera. I step back, frame the picture and snap it, then I ask
Cindy to take a picture of Lillian and me together. I stand beside
Lillian and put my arm around her naked body, conscious of the lovely
dress now covering mine. Cindy snaps another picture and hands the
camera to Lillian.
Lillian walks to the door with us with the bolt still in her crotch.
I guess she'll take it out after we're gone.
Cindy turns to Lillian. "Next time you do this, please let me know.
I want to help." Lillian smiles at her and says "thanks."
Cindy and I say goodbye and head back down to our apartment.
"Next time?" I ask Cindy as we are going down the stairs.
"Next time," she confidently replies.
The End
Note: The character Lillian is fictional but my wife and I have
actually tried "screwing" in real life as described. It is not very
uncomfortable if you do it slowly and your penis is limp enough. We
even tried putting my penis in her with the screw in it, but I didn't
actually climax inside her for fear that it would hurt too much. If
anyone actually tries that part, please let me know what it is like.