I looked down and took in the sight of her honey hole. I have seen my share of pussies in my time, from high school cheerleaders to college frat girls and everything in between. But the pussy looking up at me now topped them all. For a thirty-one-year-old woman who has had a kid through natural childbirth, she had a remarkable box.
The lips were nicely tucked in and just starting to swell, the slit was tight and glistened with her juices, and her clit was standing tall and proud at the top. There was no hanging lips, no fat puffy mounds on either side. It was almost as if she had the pussy of an eighteen-year-old!
She kept her pussy trimmed too–much to my appreciation. She was shaved along the sides and her closely cropped blond bush formed a small upside-down triangle starting just above her clithood.
Carol knew I approved of how she kept her “down there” by the way I licked my lips. “Please, Tommy! Please lick me! Don’t tease me, baby, just lick my pussy, pleeease!”
I raised her legs up over her head and spread them wide. “Hold them here out of my way. I like a lot of elbow room when I eat!” She nodded and held her legs in place as I directed. I rocked her back a bit and stuffed a pillow under her hips to raise her ass up a little.
“There! Now the table is set!”
I got down into position and peeled apart her pink lips. The blast of warm wetness greeted me and I looked into that pink hole, dripping with delicious sweet juices.
“OH FUCK, TOMMEEE!”
She screamed out as I plunged my tongue into that pink heaven and began immediately licking and lapping up all the juices I could find. My mouth closed over her slit and my arms wrapped around her thighs holding her in place despite her wild, frantic, thrashing around.
“Yes! Yes! Oh my God, Tommy! Oh, right there, baby, right there! Oooh, yes! Oh fuck, that’s it! That’s it, baby!”
She moaned, whimpered, and cried out encouragement and directions as she twisted and writhed under me. I’m sure she would have been trying to back away from me had I allowed her to put her legs down, but I didn’t. I wanted to concentrate on my meal rather than chase it! Plus having her hold her legs up was a submissive act, further turning her on as she obeyed my commands.
I licked her sweet slit like a man dying of thirst and she was the wellspring. My tongue wriggling and squirming around inside her only made her hotter and made her produce more delicious honey for me to lap up.
She was like a perpetual-motion machine–the more I licked, the more juices she offered and the more I tried to lick up! There were only two outcomes to this… either I would get tired of licking or she would get dehydrated producing so much sweet juice!
I’m not entirely sure whether it was my breakneck devouring of her or her lack of attention in that area, but whatever the cause it didn’t seem very long at all before she was fast approaching the first of many peaks that Saturday afternoon. I had just settled into a good rhythm when I felt her body tense up followed by the words all men love to hear from their women.
“Oh fuck Tommy, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum, baby! Oh my God, I’m CUUMMMINGGGG! OHHH, FUUCCKKK MEEE!!”
Carol exploded at that moment. It was painfully obvious by her hysterical thrashing and flailing around that indeed she had not had enough sexual attention paid to her. She spewed her juices out like someone had chopped a firehose in half with it running at full force. Within a second, the bedding under her was drenched and the wet spot grew exponentially as she poured out all the pent-up frustrations onto her bedsheet.
I had to back off quickly for fear of getting caught by a wild kick, but I watched in stunned amazement as she went through her first real orgasm in God only knew how long. She writhed and twisted and bucked as the orgasm took control of her and she became possessed by her body’s desperate need for release.
I watched as her orgasm wrung her out like a wet dishrag and finally after what must have seemed like forever for her (it sure did to me!) she collapsed, panting like a dog on a hot day, her juices still trickling from her. She lay there moaning and moving her head back and forth still in the fog of her lust.
I stood there at the foot of the bed watching her. I was torn–I was glad I was able to give her such an obviously incredible orgasm, but also sad because it had been so long since she had been so satisfied.
It was a good three or four minutes before she was lucid enough to even know I was still in the room. She looked at me and without a word from her I came back to lie next to her, scooping my dreamgirl in my arms and holding her tight as she continued to recover.
About five minutes later the power of speech returned to Carol. “Holy fuck, Tommy! That was incredible! Do you give all your girls such amazing orgasms? It felt like you turned me inside out, baby! I’ve never squirted before. I have heard about it and seen it in a couple of videos, but I never did it!”
“Well, I do aim to please!”
“You certainly hit the mark with that one then! I haven’t felt anything like that in… well ever! Thank you, darling, for reminding me what a good cum feels like!”
“Hold on, not so fast my little slut! We aren’t finished here… not by a long shot! I didn’t wait all this time to be satisfied with half a blow job and a little pussy snack! You might have gotten off, but I’m still charged and ready–and I’m not ready to go back home just yet, especially with a raging hard-on!”
Carol smiled playfully.”You’re right, it wouldn’t be very fair for me to have such a wonderful time and send you back home with such an uncomfortable… growth. Have any ideas on what we can do to lessen your discomfort?”
“Well, I’m no med student–and diesel mechanics doesn’t really cover this situation. But I know enough about human anatomy to know there are two other holes I haven’t explored yet. I’ll let you choose which one we visit next!”
“Ooh, okay if you are going to let me pick, I would really love to see how that wonderful cock feels in my ass. It’s been so long since I have had a good assfucking. Even David didn’t fuck me that much back there. You aren’t shy about using the delivery entrance, are you? “
“Not at all. I enjoy taking a girl from the back just as much as I do from the front. Fucking you in the ass means I get to play with those amazing tits! And maybe spank that ass if you are a naughty girl!”
“Oh God yes! Oh, Tommy! I’m getting wet just thinking about it! Please spank my ass! Please baby! I’ve been awfully naughty for a long time! I need a good spanking and then fucked in the ass afterward. Would you do that for me? Please?”
“You are a kinky little minx aren’t you? You really want me to spank you?”
“I do, Tommy. Only I don’t want you to just play around with it. If you are going to spank me, then make a good one. You see, I have had other guys who tried to give me a spanking when they learned I like them. But they all just spanked me with their hand a few times and not very hard at that.
David was the only one who ever really spanked me and I had to do something pretty bad for him to be angry enough to do it even then. Once he found out how much I liked a good hard spanking, he did it a few more times. But it’s been ages since I had a sound spanking.
So if you are going to spank me, please make it count Tommy! Don’t worry about hurting me, if it means I can’t sit down for a day or two it will be worth it! “
I listened to what she said and thought about it for a moment. “Okay Carol, I will spank you as you request. But on one condition. We need a safeword. A word that you can say that will let me know things are getting too intense for you. We’ll use the traffic light analogy.
When I ask you how you are doing, you can tell me green and that will let me know you are okay. Yellow means that I am getting close to your limit and if you say red then I stop instantly. Understand? I don’t want to hurt you even if you say that you don’t mind. A red bottom is one thing, but I don’t want to cause any permanent harm. Agreed?”
Carol leaned over and kissed me. “You are so wonderful, sweetheart. I still can’t believe some girl hasn’t scooped you up. I will agree to your traffic light thing, yes.”
“Darlin’ no girl could scoop me up… I’ve been waiting for you.”
I saw something then that I had never seen before. She looked at me as if trying to process what I said. Then I saw her eyes start filling with tears and a single tear ran down each cheek as the light came on in her head. She was starting to realize that there was more to the boy next door than she first thought.
She pushed me over onto my back and straddled me. She paused, looking down at me for a moment then lowered herself to kiss me… long, deep and meaningfully. Carol was opening herself up to me, letting down her guard and opening the castle doors.
It was a big step for her, especially considering who she was opening up to. I wasn’t going to disappoint her. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us both over until I was on top. Then I resumed our kiss letting her know that I was not going to let anything bad into her castle, that I was on watch now and she was safe.
When I rolled us over I just happened to slip between her legs and now my hard cock was pressing against her wet pussy, I slid up and down a little to let her feel me and she moaned pulling me tighter to her. She opened her legs wider and adjusted herself. This was my cue and maintaining our kiss I dropped down just enough for my cock to take aim.
With a single smooth thrust, I entered her pushing all the way into her in one fluid motion. Not a fast spearing but a firm insistent push until my nuts slapped against her ass. It was fast enough that I was deep in her by the time she got the gasp out.
Her legs wrapped around my waist not wanting to let me go and I began slowly moving in and out of her until I was better lubricated (which as wet as she was didn’t pose a problem!) and she was used to my size.
After a few slow deep strokes, I raised my head. “Are you ready?”
“Oh, Tommy please fuck me! Fuck me hard and fast, baby! Fuck me like you want to break me! I need it hard, baby, really hard. Please give me that fat, thick cock! All of it–I want every beautiful inch of that monster!”
And so I began. With a hard thrust back into her, I began pounding into her with everything I had. I didn’t pause, I didn’t give her any chance to rest. I just kept slamming into her and pulling back to slam into her again. I could hear the air come out of her in a grunt from time to time but this is what she had asked for.
Occasionally, I would change gears and pull completely out of her then enter her all the way again slowly. I wanted her to feel every bump and ridge of my cock. Plus this teased her and made her moan long and loud. So I knew she was enjoying herself.
I got up on my knees and raised her legs, placing her ankles on my shoulders. I wrapped an arm around her legs just above the knees to hold her in place. That way I could fuck her deeper and she would feel my cock with her legs closer together.
It worked because her moaning increased and she began clawing and tearing at her nipples as her passions raged. I knew it wouldn’t be long before she was cresting again, especially since she was still sensitized from her first orgasm.
And I was right. I had no more gotten started good in this new position when she cried out. “Oh my God, Tommy! You’re gonna make me cum! You’re gonna make me cum again! Please, Tommy, make me cum! Please make me cum! Please, please, please!”
A couple deep plunging strokes later and I did. She grabbed the sheets next to her balling them in her fists as she screamed out her joy. She pulled me (rather roughly) down onto her clinging to me with both her arms and her legs as the orgasm once again swept her away I felt her shudder and convulse as she fought against it valiantly.
But it was a fight she was destined to lose and before long she was off to wherever a woman goes in the throes of rapture. I waited there holding the husk of my girl until she began to return.
I heard it about the same time I felt it. An odd wetness on my shoulder followed by a soft, almost imperceptible, sobbing. I pulled back a bit to find Carol crying.
“What’s the matter, did I hurt you?”
“No, Tommy. It’s just that…” I didn’t let her finish. I didn’t want her to think about the black emptiness anymore.
“It’s okay Carol honey. I’m here now. There won’t be any more loneliness, no more emptiness. I’m here. I’ve always been here.”
“Oh Tommy…” she clung to me even tighter until she felt better.
By now it was getting a little late and we were both getting hungry. “Tommy, would you like to stay for dinner? I was thinking of ordering a pizza–I didn’t really feel like cooking tonight. And it would be nice to have someone to talk to over dinner.”
“Sure, pizza sounds great. Besides, I still owe you a spanking!”
“Ooh, that’s right! We kind of got sidetracked with the fucking there for a little bit! Well, after we eat maybe you will have time to give me that spanking before you head home. That is, unless…”
“Unless?”
“Tommy, would you think I was a terrible person if I asked you… to spend the night? I get so lonely here anymore. The house is dead and it’s so quiet sometimes I think I might go crazy. I end up talking to myself aloud just to hear a human voice. And in bed, it’s so cold and sterile. I would give anything to have a warm body next to me.” Her voice quivered as she spoke.
“I would be happy to stay the night Carol, honey. I was actually trying to figure a way to ask you the same thing myself, without trying to seem like I was being pushy and rushing you.”
“Silly boy! We are both laying here naked. I have sucked your cock and you have given me two wonderful orgasms. I think the time for being pushy and rushing me is past!” she giggled.
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
Carol ordered a couple of medium pizzas for us and we got cleaned up and dressed while we waited for them. When they arrived we sat down to eat dinner together. I looked at Carol and it was if she blossomed–she couldn’t stop smiling and she had this air of happiness around her. Like a weight had been taken off her shoulder and she was free again. I remembered that Carol and even though I envied David for having her, he made her feel this same way. It made me feel really good to be able to bring that Carol back to her.
“So what are you planning to do for Christmas? Do you have to work?”
“I’m not sure yet. I know that usually the drivers and others at the shop want to spend the holidays with their families so there is overtime to be had most of the time. A little extra money in your pockets is a good thing.”
“Yeah.” The disappointment in her voice was very thinly veiled.
When we had finished eating, I got up to help clear the table like I had been raised to at home, but she stopped me. “That’s okay, sweetheart. Here, let’s just put what’s left into one box and we’ll put it in the fridge…. we might be hungry later!” Then we went into the living room and sat down on the sofa to watch T.V. while our food settled.
Carol started sitting next to me like normal, but she started slowly getting more comfortable and I put my arm around her and she snuggled up to me. After a few minutes, she laid her head in my lap
“Do you mind?”
“Not at all, honey. Be my guest.” As she lay there I played with her hair, stroking it and running my fingers through it. It doesn’t get any better than this! I thought to myself. But I would soon be proven wrong!
We had been watching T.V. for about a half-hour I guess and I had gotten pretty comfortable with her head in my lap. She seemed happy to be there too, purring like a contented kitty as I stroked her hair. But then she turned and looked up at me.
“You rested up enough to give me that spanking you promised?”
“You are still interested in getting spanked are you?”
She sat upright like stepping on a rake! “Interested? Hell, I’ve been looking forward to it since you mentioned it, baby!” She had a grin on her a mile wide and a sparkle in her eye that told me she was really into the idea…
“All right then. I thought I saw a wooden hairbrush in the bathroom. Go get it and baby oil or lotion if you have them.”
“I have both lotion and baby oil–which do you prefer?”
“Bring the oil, it works better.”
“Okay, be right back!” and she scampered off to fetch the items. Meantime, I went into the kitchen and found a good-sized wooden spoon and got a couple of paper towels as well. I was sitting back on the sofa when she came back with the needed items.
“Good. Now, I don’t want you to take off your dress, I just want you to hike it up to your waist and pull those panties down to your knees.”
Carol gasped. “You are going to give me a bare-ass spanking? With my hairbrush?”
“That’s right. You need a good sound spanking. One that you will remember when I’ve gone home. One that will keep you in line until I come back next time.”
I could almost see the excitement course through her. She immediately moved to obey and a moment later she stood holding her dress up and her panties down just above her knees. I could see a glint of moisture on those soft pink lips.
I sat back on the sofa as far as I could to give her room to lay over my legs. “Now get over my knees you naughty little slut!” She hobbled a couple of steps closer and lay over my legs as I directed. Her hot, tight ass was directly over my legs with her upper body to my left and her legs stretched out to the right.
I began by rubbing that tight ass with my hand as I spoke to her. “Now slut, because this is your first spanking by me, I’m going to be watching you carefully. Do you remember your safeword–the traffic light thing?”
“Yes, I remember.”
“Okay good. You know I never realized you had such a nice ass, slut. I mean I knew you had a beautiful face and your tits are amazing, but I never got a good look at your ass until now. Very nice. I’m going to enjoy giving it a nice pink hue!”
“Ohhh…”
“You like the feel of my hand on your ass slut? You like it when I caress your hot upturned ass like this?”
“Ohh yesss…”
“Well, that’s good to know. Unfortunately it only temporary–we have other work to do right now.” I got the bottle of baby oil and squirted a bit on her ass cheek.
“OH! That’s cold!”
“Don’t worry, it will warm up in a second. I am putting baby oil on your ass for two reasons. First, it will protect your tender skin from cracking and keep it soft while I paddle you. Secondly, and much more fun, is that the baby oil will hold the burn in longer and make it more memorable for you!” I told her.
As I rubbed the oil in I could see she was starting to enjoy the impromptu massage. She wriggled her ass and raised it up to meet my hand as I worked the oil around her twin cheeks. That gave me a wicked little idea. I added a bit more oil to her ass and then as I worked it in, I moved down the backs of her legs a bit and back up the inside of her thighs.
At first, I avoided touching her pussy even though she parted her legs a little to allow me too. I made a few passes and watched as she rolled and squirmed to try to get me to touch her there. Finally, I gave in and I brushed my fingers over her hungry lips.
“Ohhh, God…”
On my next pass, I stayed and fingered her lips a bit. She raised her ass and spread her legs, enjoying my touch. As I moved away I heard a small whimper of disappointment. I smiled.
The next pass I stayed and played a bit more and finished up the pass by rubbing across her asshole. She really enjoyed that, and I made a note of it.
“Okay, I think we have played around long enough. It’s time to get to it.” I wiped my hands with the paper towel getting as much of it off as I could–it wouldn’t do to have the hairbrush slip out of my hand at a crucial moment!
