Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

[lovingfingers]

Claude

It is a distinct pleasure to feel a woman climax, the tightening and pulsing of her channel is exquisite. I kept my pace, riding Pat as you writhed beneath me. As your moment passed, I felt you relax, your pussy like warm butter around my cock.

You looked into my eyes expectantly, and I had a wicked idea. I withdrew from you, holding the tip of my cock at your entrance. I waited until I felt your hands urging me, then I reentered you, sliding deep, giving you several slow langorous strokes.

You started to purr, then I withdrew again. You whimpered a bit this time, but when I thrust into you again, you moaned and shuddered, your pussy tightening again.

I pulled out and your hands grabbed my hips, pulling me back. I resisted, then slammed back into you. I fucked you roughly and then started to withdraw, when you begged me not to stop.

I gave you what we both craved, a good hard fuck. Abruptly, I felt my cock fountain inside you and your climax dovetail mine. We continued to move for some time, drawing our pleasure out in small aftershocks, punctuated with kisses.

 

[BigRick1585]

Rex Stewart

I watched the local news on TV and couldn't believe my eyes. Seems that downtown sex club was the center story again. Not because of a shooting or a drugs raid but because some guy had suffered a heart attack. By the look of some of those girls I could see why.

But what grabbed my eyes was the doll giving the guy resuscitation- it looked like a Brit nurse I'd served with in Iraq, Michelle Warre. She was a NCO tomboy who every guy craved but no one landed. Some said she batted for the other side and every guy wanted to put that theory to the test but couldn't get near.

She got posted to Africa and I went to Afghanistan and I forgot about her. But if I was right she was working at that club. White top, black shiny mini skirt, bending over and giving mouth to mouth. Definitely not a tomboy now.

I waited for the rerun & pressed record then blew up the image. It was either her or her twin sister. I googled the club for opening times and membership details. She wouldn't escape me this time.

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

I was about to murmur something to my delicious wife, when we heard Grace start crying over the monitor. I gave you a soft kiss, "I think somebody is going to insist you share."

I eased back, sliding from you with a sigh. How our lives had changed. "Now is that the I'm hungry cry or the I'm wet cry?"

You weren't sure, so I said I would check. Reflexively, I grabbed a robe and walked down the hall. Turned out it was the latter, and a few minutes later my girl was dry and listening to me sing softly to her.

I returned to the bedroom to see Charlie looking at me warmly. I disrobed and slid beneath the covers. I pulled you close, your head to my chest, and continued the same lullaby. Soon, all my girls were sleeping.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

Could life get any better than this? My husband, I love that phrase so I'll say it again - ' MY HUSBAND!' My husband showed his love not only for me but also for our daughter. Chris loved caring for her and after changing her he sang a lullaby that had obviously been handed down to him from his own parents.

Soon he joined me in bed and our two naked bodies entwined as he sang to me while rubbing my hair & massaging my head. Soon I was drifting off to sleep and I had a most peculiar dream. I was in an army base sitting in front of a laptop writing erotic fiction along with another girl I shared quarters with. We wrote with a guy named 'Lovingfingers' and that's when I woke up. My husband was using his loving fingers to stroke my hair and restore me to sleep. Isn't it strange the things we dream?

In the morning I bathed Grace, fed her, dressed her and made breakfast for Chris and me. Before Chris left for work I showered, dressed saw my husband off to work. I called my mother and got all her gossip and then I got on with my housework.

Couldn't get that dream out of my mind.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Michelle Warre

I checked with HQ and was told to return to the club and see what needed doing. I drove to the car park, exchanged niceties with John and made my way up to the security area. Tina was already there and we had a quick run through the CCTV recordings looking for anything strange.

I stopped the third disc and looked at a guy posting something through the letterbox. Something familiar about him made me zoom in. 'STEWPOT!' I called out and called Tina over "You remember Rex Stewart?" Tina nodded as I went on "A US Marine who made it his life's mission to get into my knickers!" We both laughed.

"Did he succeed?" Tina asked

"He most definitely did not!" I smiled teasingly "But I enjoyed the chase!"

As we spoke John came into the room "I've got a note from an American who says he's an ex US Marine and wants to apply for membership. I'll have to pass it on to the boss."

I looked at Tina and whispered "The chase is about to continue!"

 

[BigRick1585]

Rex Stewart

What is with the British and their insistence on membership rules? Ok the club is known for its adult nature but there's no prostitution or gambling so what the hell? I went through the process of being photographed, paid my dues and got my temp card.

I made my way to the bar where I came face to face with Michelle. "Well if it ain't the nurse!" I teased with a wink. "Let me buy you a drink for old times sake."

You said something about being on duty so I smiled "Later, we got a lot to catch up on!" I couldn't help noticing your cleavage and thought how I would get to it. You smiled teasingly. I was looking forward to this battle.

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

After waking in your arms I made my way to the bathroom to grab a quick shower before changing into my clothes. "I'm on duty" I whispered. "I wish I could stay but duty is duty" You stirred and your eyes focused as you tried to grab me. "Naughty boy!" I teased "You can have me later if you wish."

On arrival for duty I sensed the looks and whispers but rose above it. I kept myself going by thinking about what you planned to do to me later.

 

[lovingfingers]

Claude

My angel awoke me with a kiss. I stirred, eager to begin the day in Pat's embrace. But your whisper and the sight of your uniform told me my desires would have to wait. I watched you walk out the door, your limbs moving deliciously beneath your starched uniform.

When you closed the door behind you, I stretched and sighed. I retrieved my phone and checked my messages, only to groan. I had to go. Speculation from the elections in the US and EU were rippling through the business world. I had some serious work to do.

I got up and dressed, and then paused. I really hated to leave Pat so abruptly. I pondered for a moment, then searched for some paper.

My Dearest Angel,

I must beg your forgiveness. Matters have arisen which demand my attention. I hope I shall not be long.

Until I return, would you mind keeping this safe for me?

Yours with love,

Claude

I set the note on your pillow and set my signet ring upon it. I knew you did not know its history or what it meant to me. But hopefully you would know that it meant that I would return.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

So much had happened in a short period of time and Chris had been so understanding. My father had been like a different man since Grace was born and he and Chris we're getting on really well.

The news that he had to go to the States for a few months came like a bolt from the blue just as I was getting to know him. Chris and my Mum came up with a solution. Mum helped with Grace while Chris carried on with the club. I went with Dad to New York to help him for a few weeks before flying home.

While in New York I bought the sexiest black dress I'd ever seen (yes, and I'm a tomboy lol). I got home before Chris, showered, ordered a delivery meal and put my dress on. It was light strapped and its v shape showed off my cleavage. The lower section had a thigh slit that showed my stocking tops and suspenders belt.

Mum agreed to have Grace overnight so it was just going to be Chris and me. I heard his car pull in and my heart skipped as he turned the key and came in. As our eyes met I felt like a virgin on her wedding night.

I was going to be ravaged.

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

It had been a long three weeks. Not that Carol hadn't been great with Grace, and I had the luxury of having lots of time with both of them, but I missed Charlie desperately. Beyond the absence of my love and best friend, my physical hunger for her grew daily.

I had taken to going to the gym more frequently, which took the edge off briefly. The Club was no help, and I swear some of the staff were teasing me intentionally. Sebastian was a frequent visitor, and the sight of him and Carol together was a constant reminder of Charlie. Only wee Grace offered innocent solace, although my hunger returned as soon as I left the nursery.

So, I had promptly left the Club and made good time getting home, when Charlie had texted that she had taken an early flight and was home, waiting for me.

I entered the front door to see you in the living room, dressed in a scandalous LBD. My God! My wife was so damn hot! I crossed the distance between us in a few quick steps and we fell into each other's arms, our lips raining kisses. We paused in our embrace, holding each other tightly. I drew in the scents of your skin, your hair, your perfume, murmuring how much I had missed you.

You teased me, telling me to show you. I growled playfully, as I scooped you up and walked to the stairs. I took my time walking up them, moving carefully with you. Your dress slid up, revealing more of your stockings and suspenders, and that you wore nothing else. You had shaved for me, the folds of your sex barely visible, but glistening.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

I had forgotten how strong you were and was reminded of your strength as you carried me up the stairs. My mind went back to that first time, our first time when we first made love.

In the bedroom you put me down on my feet and we both sensed each other's needs, each other's lust. Your eyes focused on my cleavage and the lust in your eyes showed me what you wanted to do.

Somehow we danced but as we danced I felt your urgency and I teased my legs and tummy against you knowing you would want to release the beast. My fingers lowered your zip and I heard you groan as my left hand found your manhood.

My dress was raised and I guided you to me. You moaned, I gasped as you entered. Still connected we tumbled onto the bed and your buttons peppered the room as I savagely exposed your manly chest. The top of my dress opened as you attacked my breasts unclamping my bra and lowered my bra straps.

Slowly, passionately, passionately we continued to make love to each other.

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

Joined, we ground against each other, still mostly dressed, desperate for each other. I could feel my arousal spiking, but ached to draw out our initial pleasure.

I slid from you, moving back into kneel on the bed, you lying splayed before me. My eyes never leaving yours, I pulled the remains of my shirt off, very glad I had been a gym rat during your absence. I finished undoing my trousers and did a little bedroom gymnastics to get them and my shoes off without leaving the bed. I ended up on all fours around your knees, as you sat up, bringing your hands to my face, kissing me.

Holding myself up with one hand, I brought the other behind you and began to explore this wonderful little dress. In due course, as our kisses became harder, I found the zipper and lowered it. Your bra proved no challenge, and soon I lifted both of them over your head. Your garter belt and hose remained, and I was very good with that.

Still seated, you looked at me, smiling mischievously, "I think we should take things slow..."

You squealed us I took your shoulders and gave you a push that flattened you against the mattress with a bounce. I pounced on you, guiding my still wet cock into your sex and sliding deep again with one hard thrust. We both were wide eyed at the sensation, gasping. I began fucking you with long, hard, urgent strokes, growling, "we can take the next round slow..."

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

Lost in the moment time seemed to be playing tricks. Entwined in the arms of my husband, my lover, my life partner, the father of my daughter seemed the most natural, perfect thing in the world. Outside the world seemed to be going mad, changes we afoot both here in Britain and in America but none of that mattered. I just wanted to surrender to my husband in the most natural moment of my life.

My dress, my seductive dress was slowly removed and my breasts released from the enslavement of my bra. Your hands, your mouth, your tongue, your teeth were fulfilling the needs of my erect nipples as I threw my head back and gasped. My sex was becoming moist and hungry but it would be some time before that hunger was satisfied. Time meant nothing, absolutely nothing as we merged together.

Suddenly I was on my back as your magnificent cock took possession of my channel and you began your long, slow, demanding strokes each one bringing squeals and gasps from me as I held your gaze.

Reaching upwards I placed arms round your neck and pulled you into a long lustful kiss before opening my mouth and allowing our tongues to explore each other's mouths. Our bodies, minds, and souls were merging into one. This wasn't time. We were touching eternity.

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

The weeks apart had sharpened our senses, and our hunger for each other. As familiar as we were with each other, we touched and explored each other anew. The want I had for Charlie was bone deep and fierce.

My strokes were strong, but not fast. I needed to feel every inch of you. Each movement was its own caress and communion. As I felt your channel tightening again, the intensity of the pleasure was overwhelming. My vision went white as we came, each of us groaning incoherently. Part of me felt I must be dying from the intensity. The explosion faded into pleasurable aftershocks, any little movement making us gasp.

My vision cleared, peering into your dark eyes. I whispered that I loved you, knowing the words were inadequate, but also knowing you understood.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

This was almost 'Roman' in its intensity, but they needed potions and drinks to enjoy sex. All I needed was you, your body, your mind and your very soul. I recalled my 'first time' when you made me a woman. It hurt yet it was amazing in intensity. This hurt, but it hurt in a different way. This time the pain was caused by my hunger, my desire and my longing for you.

Your movements were long, deep and demanding and I found I was rising and falling with you. Your groans and my moans echoed round the room as our bed took the full force of our lust.

Suddenly my desire to make this last began to fold as I found myself reaching the point of no return. I started to gasp and then I felt the tell tale hardening that told me you too could take no more. I held you gaze before throwing my head back and screaming your name as I felt what seemed like an eruption of Vesuvius cascading down my channel as I came hard on your shaft. As I did you cried out and hot, vibrant, living semen shot into me filling me to overflowing.

Several sub tremors took both of us before we collapsed into each other's arms and I sobbed tears of bliss onto your neck. Christian Devon, I love you!

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

My eyes were moist, and the feel of Charlie's tears on her cheeks told me of your joy. "Welcome home darling," I said softly.

Still joined, I straightened my legs and gripped you. I rolled onto my back, taking you with me, until you were lying on top of me. "I missed touching you," I explained, my hands roaming your back, down onto your hips and derriere.

We continued for some time like this, kissing and touching softly. Our hips shifted periodically, as my cock recovered and gradually stiffened fully. You set your hands on my chest and pushed yourself upright, settling down upon my hardness fully.

You smiled this gorgeous sexy smile as you took my hands and set them on your breasts. I groaned as I felt their heavy warmth. My thumbs played back and forth over your erect nipples and my hips bucked up. You began to slowly fuck me, rising and falling, teasing me, "did you miss this too?"

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

I rolled my hops, attempting to slide my cock a fraction of an inch further into Charlie's pussy, saying softly, "every night, every morning, and pretty much every afternoon."

You giggled, "not every afternoon? There were moments you didn't miss this warm, tight channel?"

I chuckled, "well, I was working at the Club..."

You stopped and looked at me questioningly. I released your breasts and took your face in my hands, "I meant what I said. Work. Not that the girls didn't tease me. They complained that I am no fun any more."

You smiled warmly at me again, grinding against me again, teasing me, "you should tell them your tastes have changed and all you crave are hot, fertile mothers now."

I grabbed your waist and forced your hips down, your cunt swallowing my manhood whole, "my love, you have a way with words."

You began to ride me again, but more intently, panting, "what words, darling? Fertile? Do you like the idea of filling my womb with your seed?"

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

I sat up, wrapping my arms around you. Your milky breasts pressed warm against my chest. The slight swell of your belly was snug against my abs. You giggled and purred as I kissed you hard.

I knew that the likelihood of you conceiving so soon after giving birth were remote, but the mere thought made me wild for you. I squeezed you tighter, raising and lowering you on my cock. Our kisses were punctuated by sighs and moans.

I had missed you so, and strove to get as physically close to you as I could. Our hands roamed, our skins aching to be touched. I felt your channel tighten, and heard you cry, "Fuck me!"

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

Good heavens did Charlie have a way with words! One moment, you are in my lap and we all but melting into each other's flesh, and the next moment, you want it rough, hammer and tongs as you would say.

I smiled like a maniac as I gripped your shoulders and toppled you over, onto your back. You shrieked and laughed and held onto me, as I pressed myself up and thrust back into you. As soon as I sank deep, I began to fuck you fast and hard. I felt your channel tighten further and your nails bite into the skin on my arms. There was no stopping either of us as my cock burst inside you and your pussy pulsed and rang my cock hard, trying to squeeze every last drop of semen from me.

We didn't so much stop, as we suddenly collapsed, breathing hard. As the panting slowed, it turned into laughter and kisses, each of us telling the other how much we loved each other and how much we had missed each other.

We finally settled down. It was dark out. You suggested dinner, a bath, and then an evening of love. It was sooo Good to have you home!

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

Meanwhile, back at the Club...

We were all glad to hear that Charlie was back in town. In her absence, Chris had been tinkering with every aspect of the Club. In the old days, we could count on him getting distracted by a hot patron, or one of the more promiscuous members of the staff.

But nooo. He was a married father now, and all that pent up energy went into work. OK, so granted some of the changes were needed, but still. Every member of the staff was required to take self defense training. Mats had been arranged in the bondage room, and our new security girls were instructing, which meant kicking our asses on a regular basis. Sheesh! They were tough!

Some of the patrons who were into dominant women were positively salivating, and more than one tough guy ended up flat on his back moaning, and not in a good way, when he thought his machismo would break them.

But we learned and that was the point. I would often make them drinks after their shifts and got to know them. Good gals, having served Queen and country, now moving onto other things.

They had done so well that the local police department had reassigned Rose elsewhere, much to my disappointment. With our schedules, we did not see each other very often. Oh, but when we did...

You were quite curious as to what we were being taught, and tested me a few times with mock attacks, some of which did not go so well. But today, I was prepared.

I was home a little early, folding laundry onto the bed, whistling a happy tune, when I heard the door open. I pretended not to notice, but kept whistling, when a strong arm circled my neck. Immediately, I tensed, grabbed the arm, pushed my hip back and pulled hard. Rose flipped over my back and onto the bed, laughing hysterically.

I reached for you, "I have you now!"

But instead of your soft breasts, I felt a thick, hard shell, "Ohh, a Kevlar vest? No fair!"

You smiled at me sweetly, "Can't be too careful with all the perverts running around."

You sat up to kiss me, "Why don't you take it off me?"

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

OK, my initial plan of flipping Rose over and ravaging you had been foiled, but I had to admit that unwrapping you was quite entertaining too. You rolled off the bed to stand next to me. I knelt down in front of you to untie the boots you were wearing, and then unbuckled the thick belt, weighted with pouches containing hand cuffs, a tazer, and such. Your dark cargo pants followed, falling heavily to your ankles. As you stepped out of them, I was careful to check for the small gun you often wore below your right calf. You sighed with relief at the reduction in weight. You playfully extended a foot to me to remove your sock, which I did, and then ran a finger along the bottom of your foot.

You shreiked, "very ticklish!"

Good to know... How had I not discovered that before? I removed your other sock and you withdrew your foot preemptively. "Don't trust me?" I teased.

You reached your hands down into my hair, taking a firm grasp, tilting my head up, "oh, I do, and I also know you."

You then very firmly guided my face to your panties, purring, "And, I have more immediate needs."

You were never shy about letting me know what you wanted. I liked that about you. None of that guessing that I had found frustrating with some partners... My lips met the fabric of your panties and your scent filled my nostrils. The material was moist, and I mumbled, "happy to see me?"

I brushed my lips up and down, tilting my head so I could better move between your thighs. I could just feel the swell of your upper labia, and stuck my tongue out to massage your sex. Eventually, I reached up and pulled your panties down, baring your intimate flesh to me. After you stepped out of them, you sat down on the edge of the bed, then lay back, pulling me with you. Your legs spread as you guided me between your legs again, as if I didn't get the hint. Finally free of obstructions, I softly gave your sex long, soft laps, up and down, then side to side, teasing your folds open and wide. I probed your opening, and then sucked your clit, back and forth, until your breathing was heavy. Only then did I begin to flick my tongue steadily over your clit, relishing how you came shortly thereafter.

Feeling quite pleased with myself, and eager for round two, I straightened and leaned over you, unbuttoning your dark uniform blouse. The offending vest appeared beneath as I opened your blouse, "I hate to tell you, but this does nothing for you. How do you get this thing off?"

You sat up again, laughing at me, as you showed me the straps on the sides. As I released you, I joked, "Not very form fitting.. It needs cups for your breasts, like a corset."

"Like a Valkyrie? you quipped.

"Yes! Exactly," I chuckled, "I am going to write the manufacturer about this. Where was this made?"

I pulled it off you completely, and lay it on the bed. The tag at the bottom read, "Made with pride in the USA. Buffalo, NY."

I looked back at you, naked except for your bra. As I moved my hands to your chest again, I grinned, "Buffalo will be hearing from me, later..."

 

[HSG1489]

Via BFIN
Communication Begins

OOC. GG and I have been deployed to a African country to assist in rebuilding post civil war. While on deployment we have to use the British Forces Internet Network and will only post in irregular spasms. Once we're back on British soil we'll remove all references to BFIN. Meanwhile we're grateful to Lovinfingers for posting for us and keeping us entertained.

IC

Rose Tyler

So much had happened since I was last in this position. Chris and Charlie were settled at home with their baby while I had been assigned back to HQ before linking up with SRR.

I wondered if you missed me or if you had moved on but I soon had my answer. We tussled in a play fight, a fight I had already settled in my mind I was going to lose. Soon you had me begging, screaming with desire as you divested me of my body armour.

Soon I was spread eagled on the bed in total surrender as you changed your attack. Soon it was skin on skin as your mouth claimed mine. On top of me you moved until your shaft was at my entrance. I held your gaze as you entered and I arched upwards throwing my head backwards and screamed with lust. We were on our way to paradise and you were the pilot.

Communication Ends
Via BFIN

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

Perhaps Rose had received super, secret kegel training while in the military, or was gifted with sexual superpowers, but whatever it was, your channel was a velvet vice. As I entered you, I found my cock had to force open every ring of muscle to work itself deeper. When I felt my balls finally rest against your, I paused and growled with pleasure. I reared back and rammed my manhood deep again. Your pleasure was gutteral and raw. I knew you were close, and lay seige to your sex, rising and falling, my cock relentless and hard. It only took another minute before you came hard, bucking against me, meeting my thrusts.

I only slowed when you quieted, coming to rest, still deep in you. Your pussy relaxed and I ground against you, moving easily. You smiled mischievously at me, "well, now that that is out of the way, how about a drink?"

You started to roll towards the edge of the bed, when I caught your wrist and pushed you back down, growling playfully, "honey, we are just getting started."

Your other hand made an attempt to push me away. I pinned that to the mattress too, and holding both your wrists down, began to fuck you again. Your teasing expression grew lustful and your hips rose and fell to meet my thrusts. The room was filled with the sounds of our flesh colliding. Your teeth gritted as you hissed at me, "harder! I want it harder!"

I roared as I fucked you hard enough to give us both bruises. The assault peaked as we both came, animals in rut, fulfilling instinctual impulses.

When our heads cleared, I was still on top of you. I kissed you softly, grinning, "ok, a drink might be a good idea."

 

[lovingfingers]

Sebastian

I could not have been more in love with Carol. You were funny and sweet and wise and oh so sexy. We were simply great together. Even those who were put off by our age difference came around after seeing us for a while. It felt perfect.

Well, nearly so. In the back of my mind, the one thing I felt we missed was a child. Not that we hadn't tried... a lot! And while we thought you might be pregnant a couple times, it turned not to be so.

One evening, you had asked me if I still wanted to marry you if you could conceive. I held you for a good hour, convincing you that my love was not dependent on your ovaries.

In some ways, that night started a new chapter for us. We played more in bed, less focused on the potential results.

I had been looking forward to just that on returning from a trip for work. I arrived home a little early, hoping to surprise you, but discovered you were not home. A few text messages later, I learned you were out with the girls, but would return shortly. I had settled in with a proper pint and a game, when you walked into the living room. I bounded up and enfolded you, murmuring words of love as our lips tangled.

When we parted enough to speak clearly, you told me to take off my clothes and get into bed. You would join me shortly. I smiled as I turned and did as instructed, hard with anticipation. You entered the bedroom shortly thereafter, still dressed in a form fitting red blouse and black pencil skirt, and carrying several narrow strips of fabric. I laughed, "trust me, you don't need to bind me to have you way with me!"

"Variety," you smiled back, as you crawled on top of me, your blouse giving me an excellent show of your cleavage. Leaning over me, your breasts inches from my face, you took each wrist in turn, and bound them to the bed posts. Then you took a long piece of fabric and wound it around my head several times, over my eyes and ears, before securing it. I felt you lean over and press your lips to one side of my head. You spoke loudly, so that I would hear you through the fabric, "I will be right back."

I laughed, "You can't leave me like this!"

I heard nothing, but felt you move off the bed, and then.. nothing. As the minutes passed, my anticipation grew. What did you have planned??? Not being able to see or hear seemed to make my skin more sensitive. I felt a subtle movement of air, and guessed it was the door to the bedroom being opened. A minute later, I felt you get onto the bed again crawling on top of me. "I missed you," I said softly.

Your finger touched my lips, as though to quiet me. I kissed the digit, and it withdrew. I felt your legs in stockings against my sides, and the sudden warmth of your sex as it rested on my hardness. I groaned, as I shifted my hips, wanting some movement of my cock against your wetness. Your legs shifted, and for some reason, they felt different. Must be the stockings...

Your hips rose and I felt your hand on my cock, touching it softly, raising it skyward. Your hips lowered and your pussy opened to swallow my cock. I groaned loudly as your hands rested on my chest and you began to rise and fall. Part of me noticed that your hands were cool and moist and trembled slightly as you braced yourself. I thrust up and your hands clenched for a moment, then relaxed again. You settled back on me fully, resting for a second. Again, part of me thought you felt a little different.

Before I could consider anything though, your hips started rocking back and forth, grinding against me, keeping my cock deep inside you. It was the way we fucked when we were trying to conceive, wanting me to cum as deeply inside you as possible. I told you how good it felt and how I could not hold out long if you kept this up. You immediately accelerated, seemingly intent on making me cum quickly.

I gave myself over to you, and shortly thereafter started to cum. You slammed your hips against mine and held me deep as I flooded you with semen.

As soon as the last pulse had faded, you dismounted me and got off the bed. Where were you going? You hadn't climaxed to my knowledge. I was about to ask when I felt you move onto the bed again. Again, your stockings brushed my sides, higher this time. I was tempted to say something, when I felt one of your nipples, very, very erect, brush my lips.

 

[lovingfingers]

Sebastian

Not that I cared in the slightest, as Carol's soft breast flattened against my face, your nipple filling my mouth, but the woman on top of me and the woman who climbed off me a few minutes ago, were different in their approach to love. I mean, but they were both you, right? The first had barely touched me, save to fuck me just long enough to make me cum inside her. The second was making up for my inability to use my hands by pressing and rubbing her body against mine. Your legs hugged my sides. Your torso was undulating on mine. Your hand moved behind my head, pulling me towards you as you pressed your other breast against my face. The one part of me that you weren't touching was my cock, which hardened and ached to be part of the action. I planted my feet and raised my hips. My cock moved forward, brushing against your wetness. I felt you freeze, then grab my cock. Your breast left my face as I felt your pussy engulf my cock. I gasped and groaned. You were tighter this time, more aroused I guessed. You sank down fully, my length buried deep.

Your hips began a slow circular motion, moving my cock around inside you at varying angles. This continued for a time, with you stopping from time to time as your sex tightened. You were edging, and I was enjoying every motion.

At the end of one pause, you reached up and pushed my blindfold off my eyes. I felt my eyes moisten as I looked at you, "you are.."

You put a finger to my lips, then tilted forward so our eyes were close. I saw so many emotions in yours, as your hips began to bounce against mine. You were panting as your pace accelerated. I abandoned control as you lost yours. Our climaxes were loud and prolonged, our eyes locked, intensely intimate.

You eventually collapsed against me, your breasts heavy on my chest, sweaty and hot. You whispered, "welcome home."

I thanked you and told you how much I wanted to touch and hold you. You asked if I had enjoyed your little game. I laughed that I obviously had. More softly, you asked which fuck I had enjoyed more. "Both were delightful, but the second definitely," I replied.

I felt you smile somehow, and then you kissed me hard. As you leaned over me to untie my bonds, I mused, "if I didn't know better, I would think someone else had been here."

You brushed your breasts over my face again, "Good! I like keeping you on your toes."

It wasn't an answer, but then I hadn't asked a question. I settled for taking you by the shoulders and rolling us over onto our sides, "and here I thought you just wanted to keep me on top of you..."