Chapter III- Linda and Cindy
I called Cindy at work that evening, and asked her if she was still quick to confess like a pig. She said yes, and to cull her up in the parking lot at eleven XXX. I picked her up, on schedule, and we went out for a drink or three before getting to the chief 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 roast already rolled. She asked if I minded, and was in turn surprised when I said I would link up her. What with the gage and the alcohol, I was getting really horny, and looking forward to Cindy's tight little SOB. She had some other thought.
When we got parked at the lake, Cindy already had my dick out of my knickers, and was jacking a slight on it. I moved over in the nates to afford her better admission, and was pleasantly surprised when she opened her rima oris and started to go down on me. I placed my helping hand on the spine of her mind, and gently, so as not to break anything, started to advertize her fountainhead up and down, just a petty mysterious each meter. This went on for a few arcminute, then, as always, Cindy quit suck. Looking up, she said,"You may have to serve me take it all the way the first sentence, or few times. Like you did when you got my ass for the first time. Just hold me down and throw me consume 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 soft up and down, cryptic on each diagonal, movement. After Cindy got almost three tail of my distance down her mouthpiece, I could finger the book binding of her throat, and she started to resist some. I eased up, letting her issue what she was comfortable with for a few to a greater extent stroking, then gently pushed her point down further until I felt the dorsum of her throat again. This clock time, she took a few More stroke before starting to fend, and I eased up again. Then, she increased the depth of her own up and down apparent motion, and made an effort to pick out more of my prick down her throat. By this sentence, I could sustain back no yearner, so I grabbed the back of her head and shoved as toilsome as I could, and spurted a monolithic cargo of cum down her throat. I don't know if she gagged, or choked, or swallowed concentrated, 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 motortruck, and got two beers out of the ice chest in the back. She opened them with the opener on the ice chest, handed one to me, and lit another reefer. We smoked the marijuana cigarette and drink 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 psyche doing a partial, but the idea of someone squirting cum in my rima oris just grossed me out. mortal else did it to me once, forced me, and I've hated the idea 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 times, and went down on me some more. I started to get hard again, and we de-assed the motortruck for a blanket on the basis. Cindy dug in her oversized purse, and produced the"Ass Blisterer ”. Then she got on her hands and knee, 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 thighs and producing loud yip. She wanted a time out, and when I paused, went to her outsized purse once more and produce a tube of KY jelly.
"For when you are ready to use it,"she said. Then she resumed her chief down, ass up, paw and knees position, and wiggled her ass at me ! I applied the paddle respective more prison term to her plump impertinence, then lubed her little dark-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 shiver twice in orgasm, but with the alcohol, the pot, and the recent blow-job, I was able to depend upon, ride, drive. When I finally felt my own impending coming, I pulled out of Cindy's well used little brownish hole, and blistered her ass for a few more cerebrovascular accident. 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 lubed ass cheeks. When I entered her tight, hot little brown sea star, she squealed her flashy"EEEEEEEEE…."yet, and collapsed under me, even as I achieved my own sexual climax, and pumped spurt 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 discuss a few new matter she wanted to try. Hey, if getting her ass blistered and a thoroughly throat- fuck made her that happy, why not new thing ? Not to mention one super-duper ass ass, which both of us really got off on. Turned out, she wanted some new things to spank her ass with, and some former toys. She also wanted what she called some decent smoke. Said the stuff she had wasn't really good. And, she still was on that troika kick, but had an mind that she thought I might go for.
So, I built two more boat paddle, long enough to catch both cheeks of Cindy's ample ass. One, I drilled a design of holes in, the other I left plain. I sanded and polished both as smooth as a baby's butt. Then, I scrounged around until I found an old saddle cinch shoulder strap, and restored it to flexibility with some deal rubbing and bang-up's-foot oil. The shoulder strap already had some hollow in it, and I punched a few more. I could hardly wait to lay that across Cindy's ass. finale, I cut some switches, or really, gat, off of unlike case of trees, and peeled them, then whittled and sanded them smooth. I wasn't too sure about the perch, but Cindy wanted them. She still said that the night I wore her ass out with a willow arm 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. Next, I had to procure some"decent"pot. Since I had no clue 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 daylight, and wanted to know if she could derive over after work, about eleven, eleven thirty. I said OK, and asked if she could score some enough locoweed. I gave her some John Cash, and said I would see her later. When she showed up, we smoked a juncture, ( which was dynamite shit ), and took a exhibitor together. I soaped her all over, more in some blank space than in others. I shampooed and conditioned her shortsighted, predate black hair, and shaved her pits, legs, and the back of her neck, under the scant hair there. ( She said fuzz growing out on her cervix under her unforesightful mode prickled. ) Then, getting out of the cascade, I shaved her kitty, and rubbed her freshly shaved areas with a lotion she had brought that she said was better than baby oil. All this prison term, she had washed me really good all over, and inspired a raging hard-on where her little manus was soaping and fondling my orchis and slam. I carried her into the bedroom, and proceeded to eat he freshly shaved twat until she shuddered, moaned, and begged me to do it her. I turned her over, put her on her hands and stifle, and fucked her doggy-style until we were both exhausted and satiated. I went to kip with her small body cuddled up against me.
When I awakened, Linda had washed all the dishes, cleaned up the bathroom, picked up all the dirty wearing apparel, and was sitting, smoking a cigarette and drink coffee she had made.
We said"good morning,"and I went to relieve myself and get a cup of coffee. I could secernate something was a footling off, but didn't know what it was. Linda was promptly to let me know.
"I want to ask you something,"she started off.
"What ?"I said.
She reached into the lounge cushion and produced one of the boat 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 want 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 boat paddle was something I used on a premature girlfriend, because she liked it, and had intended to give it to her one of these days. Not quite the Truth, but close. I most surely intended to"give it"to Cindy rightfield across her chubby ass.
"Hummm"Linda said."Don't give it back to her yet. Do you revel 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 pain 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 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 believe 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 orgasm when being spanked. I know it made her crack horny, and the more she got her ass spanked, the Thornton Niven Wilder she got. Sometimes she asked me to carry on to larrup her ass past the point I was cook to bang 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 solar day off, and going on six ‘ til two shift. She worked three ‘ til eleven, and I couldn't wait up for her and make it to work the side by side good morning. She said"OK. yell me !"and was out the door.
Working daytime, I didn't have the time for either Cindy or Linda, due to getting up so early, but Cindy arranged to swap shifts with a colleague one day that 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 crew, had a decent stiff drinking and a hot rain shower, gathered up Cindy's toys, had another stiff drink, and was off to pick up Cindy. When I arrived at Cindy's theatre, she gathered up her oversize purse, shouted"Bye"to her teenage daughters, 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 inclination to be aloud during spanking and sex, and her small fry were home. The cabin was fairly isolated, with a kitchenette and two twin beds, and a living-sitting elbow room with a couple of overstuffed death chair and ottomans.
We got to the cabin, and Cindy rolled us a reefer. After a few collision, she pronounced it good pot, and I told her I wanted her topless. She complied by removing her top and bra, and I played with her nipple for a while, and then tied her hand behind her back, with a loop around her neck opening that forced her to hold her head back, and made her white meat stick out. side by side, I applied some ice to her outthrust nipples, making them get backbreaking, and stick out even further. I applied the alligator jaws to the tip of her nipples, getting a squeal for each nipple I clamped. I let her betray around a bit, occasionally giving her a hit off the joint, or feeding her a sip of my Crown and seven.
Next, I had her sit in one of the overstuffed chairs, and gift me some head, spaced out with sips of the Crown and seven, which she swirled around my dick before swallowing. The way she was tied, the loop-the-loop around her neck kept her from going as deeply as I wanted her to, so I re-tied her hands around her waistline, and stripped her pants and panty off while I had her standing up. I gave her the shoemaker's last hit off the roach, and laid it aside. Cindy held the pot 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 genitalia. This one, I pulled fairly tight, getting the tie right between her pussy sass. side by side, I bent her over the back of the chair, and arrayed the paddles, strap, and rods in the hind end, where she could see them. I told her I was going to use all of them until I got the meretricious squeal !
I paddled and strapped Cindy's ass until it was red, then, with her still set over the chair, fucked her little John 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 guide more than than my arm could give.
I untied her, and we fixed another drink. With Cindy and I both sitting naked, we sipped drinks and discussed the paddles and shoulder strap. Cindy liked both of the paddles, said the smooth one was a"stinger"and the one with golf hole was a"double Venus's curse of ass blister."She said the piece of cake strap was as close to ecstasy as anything she had experienced since I had whipped her ass with the willow tree rod that night. I hadn't used any of the three or four retinal rod I had cut and polished for her yet, and she sort of enquire 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 joint, and by this time we had the munchies bad. We took a promptly exhibitioner together, and I left to gillyflower up on a couple of cheeseburgers and some junk food. I left Cindy with clothes pin on her teat and order not to remove them. Of course, when I got back, she had taken the pivot off, so I bent her over the professorship, and gave her about ten licks across her ass and the rear of her thighs with one of the gat 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 fourth dimension for Cindy to blow me. What with the early workout in her cockeyed footling bunghole, she sucked for a retentive time, with me giving her encouragement by pushing her nous down and sometimes pulling her down by the hair. After a while, I made her kneel on the Ottoman Turk, and fucked her doggy vogue with me standing up. That cleaning woman had the hottest, miserly twat I was ever into.
I sacked out on one of the layer for a while, and when Cindy woke me up, it was time to leave if I was going to form it to work. Since she was already dressed, I pulled her trouser down and strapped her ass a few times right before we left. As we drove back to townspeople, I had Cindy down across the cartridge seat, sucking on my gumshoe all the way back to Ithiel Town. I finally had to pull up in her driveway and hold her headspring 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 daylight of day shift, I called Linda and asked if she wanted to make out over after she got off at eleven.
With almost three day off, I planned a fiddling S & S ( sucking and sex ) with Linda, and hoped Cindy wouldn't interfere. Usually, after a good ass vesiculation, it was a few years before Cindy was set for another unit of ammunition .