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Here I am, 62 years old and feeling like a young girl. In fact, feeling even better about myself than I did when I was in my 20’s.

I had recently lost 35 pounds, had my hair tinted, and had been working out to firm up my body. My husband of 40 years, Bill, couldn’t keep his hands off me. As if he ever could, even when I was fat. Whenever I dressed in front of him he couldn’t keep his eyes off my tits and ass. I was now a full 37-24-36 and didn’t even need to wear a girdle anymore.

Bill and I had tried early retirement but we both got bored with it. He went back to full-time work as a consultant and I, by luck, got a job with a regional company as an administrative assistant and employee trainer. It was a good job with good people, and I was really enjoying it.

One day my boss told me that he was opening a new office in Denver. He asked if I could go up there for a week to hire a new administrative assistant and teach her “the ropes”. It sounded like fun so I said “Sure”. I hadn’t had a break from Bill for some time and this sounded like a good chance to have some time for myself.

During all these years of marriage I have been completely faithful to him. He is a loving husband and very good to me. Our sex life has been okay and, over the years, Bill introduced me to such pleasures as vibrators, cunnilingus and fellatio. He just loves to suck my cunt but I’m not too keen on giving him a blow job. I know he really enjoyed it the few times I did it for him but it just wasn’t for me. Bill’s main problem is that he gets through too early. Often I will fake an orgasm just to make him feel better. He really does enjoy pleasuring me.

The day came for my flight to Denver and I boarded a United flight. As I usually do, I sat on an aisle seat near the front of the plane. Just before the doors closed, a nice looking man asks if the seat next to me is taken. I tell him “No” and he squeezes by me to the window seat. He was really very attractive, about 40 years old with jet black hair and greying temples. As he squeezed by me to get to his seat I couldn’t help but notice that he had a nice, tight ass.

After takeoff we begin some small talk and I really enjoy talking with him. He tells me his name is Jim, and time passes quite quickly. We discuss jobs, families and hobbies. As we talk, I notice him looking at my legs and breasts. I also notice that my blouse has gaped open and he can see right down to my bra and the tops of my full breasts. I feel myself blush and, hoping he doesn’t notice, I discretely shift my position so that my blouse closes. I glance at his lap and notice a slight bulge at his crotch.

As we come in for a landing Jim asks where I’m staying.

“The Holiday Inn.”

“The one near the airport”?

“Yes.”

“So am I. Want to have dinner tonight?”

“I’m a happily married woman ”

“It’s just dinner at the hotel.”

“Ok, remember it’s just dinner. Nothing more.”

“Ok, meet me in the lobby at 7:30. Will that be all right?”

“Sure, I’ll see you then.”

When I check into the hotel I go to my room. It is a mini-suite with couch and stuffed armchair, a work desk, and a huge king size bed. I lay down on the bed for a few minutes before getting dressed. Then I got up, stripped off my clothes, and admired my new body in the full length mirror on the wall opposite the bed. “Not bad”, I say to myself. I think I look pretty sexy and I feel good about myself.

I take a bubble bath and pay special attention to my breasts and crotch, thinking back to this afternoon and Jim’s stares. I am wondering if he would like to be here washing them for me. I massage my breasts and move my hand down to my pussy. I begin fantasizing about Jim waiting for me in bed just outside my bathroom door.

“Enough of this”, I murmured to myself, and got out of the bath. I was feeling very sexy. I am looking forward to tonight even though I haven’t had a “date” for 40 years. I decide to dress sexy even though there would be no sex tonight. It has been ages since I tried to turn a man on but I was going to try it tonight.

I put on a charcoal mid-calf length skirt and cream-colored silk blouse. I sit on the bed with my pantyhose in hand about to put them on. Then I pause a second. If I’m really going to be sexy tonight I won’t wear the pantyhose, just a pair of black silk panties. I look at myself in the mirror for a final inspection. I can barely see my bra through the blouse, and a though strikes me. Why not? I take of the blouse and bra and then put the blouse back on. Back to the mirror. My nipples showed through just enough, and now they were firm and extended just with the thought of teasing Jim.

Bill had jokingly(?) suggested a few times that I go braless but I never felt comfortable with that. Tonight is different. I’m in a strange city and will see no one I know. I leave the two top buttons unfastened. This is not like me at all, but it is exhilarating.

I meet Jim in the lobby at 7:30. As I walk towards him I can feel my braless breasts bounce underneath my blouse with every step I take. My walk has a little extra bounce in it tonight and I bonus veren siteler feel quite risque. I can tell that Jim notices. He is wearing a dark suit, white shirt, and a red patterned tie. He looks very distinguished. I figure that Jim is a bit over 6 feet tall and probably weighs about 160 pounds. His face and hands show signs of strength and I wonder what the rest of his body looks like. “Too bad I’ll never know”, I think to myself.

We have a glass of wine before dinner, another during our rare roast beef dinner, and another after. I usually don’t drink more than two and I’m feeling a little tipsy. Jim can’t keep his eyes off my breasts. He makes me feel very alluring.

“They have a live band in the bar here at the hotel”, Jim said. “Would you like to go in for a drink?”

“No”, I answered, “I have to get up early and I’ve already had more drinks than I need.”

“Just one drink and a dance or two”, he pleaded?

“Ok, just one drink. Then I must go to bed.”

We walk to the bar and find a table in the back of the room. The ban is playing oldies, which I love. We order more wine and Jim takes my hand and holds it. I feel like a teenage girl on my first date. I’m having fun and it’s very romantic. The band begins to play a slow song and Jim asks me to dance.

When we get to the floor Jim takes me in his arms and holds me close to him. My breasts press into his chest and I just know he can feel my hard, erect nipples. I lay my head on his shoulder and give in to the sensuous rhythm. He is a wonderful dancer. In a few minutes I feel him getting hard and his erection presses against my belly. His chest is massaging my breasts and I’m really getting turned on. Suddenly I notice that I have pressed my pubic bone against his thigh. I hadn’t been aware that I had done that.

After the dance we return to our table. We finish our wine and he asks me for another dance.

“Just one more, Jim, then I have to go”, I told him.

This time he holds me close to himself and his hand finds its way all around my back and under my arm. He presses it against the edge of my breast. His other hand begins to work its way to my ass.

“Jim”, I say firmly. He moves his hand away from my ass but doesn’t move the one near my breast. Again I can feel his hardness against my thigh and my pubic bone presses against his thigh. I feel a wetness between my legs and, with my head again on his shoulder, I am breathing into his ear. He holds me tighter and our bodies seem to blend together.

After that dance I say “Jim, I have to go now.”

We leave the bar and he offers to walk me to my room. “Just to the door”, I caution him. I can tell he is turned off but, if I let him into my room, it would become a wrestling match. My room is on the fourth floor and, when we get into the elevator, Jim takes me in my arms and kisses me. I break it off and say again, firmly – “Jim, I like you and you are a very nice man. I have had a wonderful time tonight but I will not cheat on my husband.”

The elevator reaches the fourth floor and we walk hand in hand to my room in the middle of the hall. I turn to him.

“Thank you for dinner. I really enjoyed the evening.”

He put his arms around me and kisses me again. This time I can’t resist putting my arms around his neck and returning the kiss. His right hand discovers my braless left breast and very gently squeezes it though the thin silk blouse. I hear myself gasp. Without thinking, I press my breast into the palm of his hand. My breathing accelerates. In 40 years, no man but Bill has put his hand on my breast. I know I must stop him now but it feels so good that I want it to continues for just a few minutes. My panties start getting wet again. It feels sooo gooood the way he gently caresses and fondles my breast. I have not felt this way in a very long time.

His tongue slides into my mouth and his other hand begins to rub and knead my ass. I don’t notice that he is working his hand under my skirt and, soon, only my panties are between his hand and my butt He slides his hand around to the front of my panties to my pubic mound. He presses a finger against my very thin, very wet panties and begins to lightly trace the outlines of my tingling outer lips. I now can’t help myself and I spread my legs slightly. His strong finger presses into the crack between my swollen pussy lips and he finds my throbbing clit. My knees are trembling and I’m quickly approaching the point of no return.

“Oooohhhh …..Nooo….Please stop….someone will see us”, I moaned in his ear. I move my hand down to remove his from between my legs. He gently takes my wrist in his grip and moves my hand to his throbbing bulge. I feel his hardness pulsating with a life of its own and I’m reluctant to let it go.

“Let’s go into your room”, he urges.

“I would love…..to make love to you…..but I can’t….I have never made love to anyone but my husband”, I managed to say. I can hardly talk I’m so excited. I feel like I can’t breathe.

Jim continues fondling my soft breast making circular motions with his hand, moving my responsive breast bahis in circles. His other hand returns to my panties and finds its way between my lips and begins to rub my clit. I am losing control. My hand is still rubbing up and down his hard dick. I am astonished at how big it is. I can hardly fit my fingers around it.

His hand slips under the elastic leg band of my panties and finds my hot, well lubricated opening. He gently pushes a finger inside and slides it in and out. I am astonished. Even his finger feels bigger than Bill’s dick. The palm of his hand is gently brushing against my clit.

“Ooooooohhhhhh”, I moan quietly. It feels incredible. My hips rotate back and forth and I am quivering all over. I think maybe I should take him into my room. At that moment a door opens down the hall and brings us immediately back to reality. He quickly removes his hands and I straighten my clothes. A man comes out the door and walks down the hall in our direction. I know I look flushed. I quickly turn, unlock my door, and step inside.

“Thanks again for a wonderful night, Jim.” I close the door before he can answer and before he can enter the room. Safe at last My hands shaking, I put on my yellow shortie nightie, crawl into bed and turn out the light.

“You dummy”, I think to myself, “why didn’t you let him in? I’ll bet he is a great lover You will probably never have a chance like this again.” I am really giving myself a rough time.

The phone rings and shakes me out of my thoughts. Who could be calling at that time of night? I answer. It is Jim.

“Can I come to your room and talk?”

“Only talk?”

“Yes”

“I don’t think so, Jim. I’m too shaky right now. It will just lead to other things.”

“Ok, sorry to bother you. But I just want you to know that I find you to be an incredibly sensuous, sexual woman and I would really like to continue our evening. But, anyway…Good night.”

After he hangs up I begin thinking to myself again. “You are a stupid asshole”, I berate myself. “That was your last chance. You will never see him again.”

With that there was a knock at the door. I put on my robe and looked through the peep hole. It is Jim. I am glad to see him as I open the door.

“Let’s talk”, he said.

“Ok, come on in.”

Jim had changed out of his suit and was now wearing a t-shirt, shorts and loafers with no socks. His body was magnificent A chiseled upper body with wide shoulders dropping into a waist which couldn’t be any more than 30 . I could see the wash board outline of his stomach. His long legs were quite hairless and very well muscled. Through his shorts I could distinctly see the large bulge of his flaccid penis and large balls. I felt my body twitch in longing for him.

We move to the couch and Jim begins to ask about my reasons for not wanting to have sex. I have never had sex with anyone besides Bill. If I did cheat on him, I felt it would have to be with someone I knew and cared for. I had only known Jim less than 12 hours. If we have sex tonight it would not be “making love.” It would be FUCKING. Plain and simple. When I was growing up nice girls didn’t fuck. They only petted with someone they were “going steady” with and loved.

In an attempt to cool Jim’s sexual attracting for me I reminded him of our age difference.

“How old are you, Jim?”

“I’m 42

“Well I’m 62, 20 years your senior. You are such a great looking guy, you could have girls 20 years younger than you wanting your body. Why would you want to fuck a woman almost old enough to be your mother?”

“Well, Judy, I have always had a strong desire for older women. Not old women, mind you, but older women with Rubenesque bodies like yours. My ex-wife was 18 years older than me and she was able to keep up with everything I tried in bed.”

Jim understands my feelings completely. He reminds me that I may never have another chance to have sex with anyone else other than my husband. He tells me that most married men have at least one affair in their lives and that Bill is probably no exception.

“It would only be fair if you had one, too.”

“But, Jim, it would still be FUCKING.”

“That’s right.”

He then puts his arm around me and kisses me gently. I kiss him back, and his tongue again explores the inside of my mouth. Jim pulls me over his lap so that I am laying on the couch with him holding my upper body. He moves his hand inside my robe and begins to tweak the nipple of my right breast with his fingers. He squeezes it gently and we both begin to breathe deeper. He alternates between both breasts, gently squeezing each nipple then pinching it and twisting it. By now my nipples are fully hard and erect.

Jim has me stand up and move to the bed. He removes my robe and then pulls my nightie up and over my head. He looks at my bare breasts and I can tell he likes what he sees. My heart begins to race. Breathing is difficult. I am standing naked before a complete stranger showing him everything I have.

He bends down and takes a nipple in his mouth and begins to suck. Oooohhh, that feels so good His tongue runs circles deneme bonusu around my hard brown nipple.

“Oooooohhhhh”, I moan out loud. I put my hand into the top of his shorts and find his hard erection. My fingers encircle it. It is HUGE I don’t know if I will be able to take it inside of me. We are still standing at the foot of the bed and I am about a foot in front of him, facing him. He turns me around and backs me up to him and puts his arms around me. He kisses me on the neck. He then cups a hand around each breast and squeezes. I look into the full-length mirror and see this strange, beautiful man kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. My face is flushed. I feel my crotch getting very wet and I am tingling all over.

Then I feel the head of his erect cock touch the small opening where my thighs and crotch join. He slowly pushes his huge erection between my legs, sliding along my pussy. My eyes widen as I see in the mirror the swollen head of his exquisite circumcised dick peek out from between my legs and extend a full few inches in front of me. How long must he be to be able to do that, I think in wonder?

Jim then turns me around and has me sit on the bed. He has removed his t-shirt and now I can see his athlete’s body and incredible dick. His incredible erection is amazing It must be at least 10 and his balls are large and hang down pendulously. Bill is about 5 long, fully erect. I can’t imagine what a prick like Jim’s would feel inside of me, but I now plan to find out.

Jim studies my pussy for a few seconds and I spread my legs slightly to give him a better view. I am now as horny as I’ve ever been and I really like having this gorgeous stranger staring at my cunt. He rubs my legs very slowly and very lightly from my ankles, up to my calves, over my thighs to my pussy lips. I spread my legs a little more and he never takes his eyes off my pulsating pussy. He slides one finger into my slit and slowly moves it around. Hy heart is racing He then slides another finger inside, and then another I can’t catch my breath. His other hand finds my swollen clit and begins massaging it.

“Oooooohhhhhh”, I moan. “Ooooohhhhh.”

Jim says “Open your eyes and look at my face. I want to show you something unusual.”

I do as he commands and he proceeds to stick out his tongue. I can’t believe it He moves it down and it touches his chin. Then he moves it up and he has completely covered his nose. It must be 6 long

I am laying on my back at the edge of the bed with my feet on the floor. Jim kneels down before me and gently spreads my legs with his hands. He moves his head forward and kisses my puffy lips. I reach forward and put my hands on the back of his head, drawing it into me. His huge tongue probes my outer lips and then dips between them. I spread my legs more to give him easier access to my most private area. His tongue gently twirls around my clit and I begin to tremble. Slowly it enters into me, moving back and forth, to and fro, like a snake. My whole body os jerking and my breasts are heaving with each jerk.

“Ooooohhhhh”, I moan and I thrust my pussy as hard as I can against is face. His long, thick tongue is thrusting in and out of me. I’m being fucked by a tongue His tongue swirls around inside of me and I can begin to feel an orgasm coming on. I am breathing and moaning and my stomach begins to tremble as the orgasm begins to take hold and then it is off and running like a runaway freight train. I choke off a scream as a flood of my cum shoots into Jim’s mouth. He continues to probe me with that marvelous tool and swallows repeatedly as I gush into his mouth. Gradually the orgasm weakens and I fall into a semi-faint. I can feel Jim ministering to my drenched cunt with his mouth, sucking me dry.

Jim stands next to the bed and reaches under my shoulders. He gently moves me up onto the bed until I am laid out fully on it, on my back. I have never in my life felt so completely sated.

I said “Jim, that was an incredible orgasm. The strongest I have ever had. Thank you.”

“Oh, that was only the first”, he said. “We have many more ahead of us.”

I laughed. “That’s what you think”, I said. It is rare for me to have even one orgasm. And I’ve never had more than one in a row.”

Jim chuckled. “Well, let’s see about that.”

Jim was standing next to the bed. My hand reaches out and grasps his mighty sword. It is astonishing. It stands fully erect and is about 10 heavily veined inches long. The bulbous head must be 2½” thick and I wonder if I would be able to take it into me. I have not seen many dicks in my life but this one must be the most beautiful in the world. I begin to gently stroke his dick up and down. I realize that I could not contain it all even in a two-handed grip.

I want to take it into my mouth but I am afraid. Sucking dick is not one of my favorite things. But this one is so beautiful, I’ll have to give it a try. Jim puts his hand on my head and moves it closer to this monster. I see a drop of his love juice squeezing out of the hole. I kiss the head lightly and taste that sweet juice. It is like ambrosia I move my mouth down the outside edge of his shaft and kiss the sides of this magnificent tool. Jim uses a little more force with his hands and moves my head back and forth in front of his dick, pushing it between my lips. I open my mouth and he slowly inches it inside.

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This is the third episode in the fictional series on Jeremy’s awakening. Kim is doing everything in her power in an accelerated manner to evolve him into an experienced sexual partner. The elements of this chapter will not be fully appreciated or understood if you have not read the previous chapters. There is a reason for how these events are unfolding and all will be made clear in the final chapter (which is expected to be my next submission). Please be patient and know that I too am evolving with this endeavor. This is my very first work of erotic fiction.

Thank you for taking time to read my story. Enjoy!

Jeremy was in shock after viewing the DVD. He didn’t know what to think or how to react. It was his understanding that the sexual research with Kim was implied to be only solo encounters between the two of them. Never did he envision or expect what had been conjured up for this second session. The whole thing affected him in so many ways. His emotions were scrambled and any attempts by him in sorting them out proved to be an insurmountable task given his novice level of social and sexual expertise. He simply just could not get his head wrapped around the concept of having multiple sexual partners at this point.

Kim recognized from the very beginning that her approach would be radical and perhaps even foreign to Jeremy. It was a risk she was willing to take. She knew his powers of reason would ultimately be challenged with the battles that would rage in his mind. She was counting on it. But, she was not without compassion. Kim wanted to help Jeremy realize his full potential as a person with deep sexual passions, who unfortunately had had these passions repressed, not by his own choice, but from some pretty cruel maltreatment by his peers in his youth and young adult years. Her approach was comparable to “shock” treatments. Except, she was not going to leave him in shock. She had planned to contact him late in the evening (after he was to have viewed the DVD) on the day after their second session with the intent of easing his mind through some “decompression therapy.”

In the primal regions of Jeremy’s mind he was in fact swimming on a sexual high that bordered on the insatiable lusts of an addict. The massive level of endorphins that had been released from his pleasure center began to overshadow all rational thoughts of “foul play” from what on the surface to him seemed to be a “bait and switch” experience last night. These new feelings had a powerful hold on him that transcended beyond any form of reason. The homunculus that used to be such an ordered entity in him was now developing exaggerated appendages like a fast growing cancer with tentacles that reached into all of the sensory regions of his body; and most particularly into his cock. Seeing those sexy young girls on the DVD ravage and devour his tool in so many ways was triggering an avalanche of cascading desires. Insatiable and unquenchable defined the state his cock. He wanted to have more! He needed to have more!

“What the hell had she unleashed in me?” He thought. Just as he began to sink into despair, Jeremy’s phone buzzed with a tweet informing him of a received text message.

“Hi my Lover.” Kim had texted him. “I’ve sent you an e-mail. Please baby, read it tonight.”

“An e-mail?” Jeremy couldn’t see how that would help his conundrum. But, his interests were peaked from the techniques Kim had been employing on him. “So,” he thought, “it wouldn’t hurt to see just what the hell she was up to now!”

He opened up his mail account to find the following message from Kim:

My Dearest Jeremy,

I’m sure that by now you have viewed the DVD I left for you. Undoubtedly, you are most likely in a state of shock about what actually happened last night. Please, please remember my goal in this research is manifold and complex. At this point I do not expect for you to fully understand or accept last night, but I will try to ease your mind by giving you some explanations and background from my side of things.

First, let me introduce you to the three lovely ladies that were my assistants:

Julie: She’s the brunette with the tattoo of a little windmill just above her ass crack. She’s 19 years old and comes from a rural Nebraska farming community. I’ll explain the tattoo another time.

Amber: She has the short cropped red hair and pierced nipple rings. She’s 18 years old and from Los Angeles.

Kara: The Platinum blonde. You may not be able to see on the DVD, but she has a small clit ring. She is 18 years old and from Las Vegas.

You will notice that every one of these fine young ladies, from their tits to their toes, have body types very similar to mine, plus their pussies were all shaved just as mine is. That was my doing. I needed girls that wouldn’t give away the fact that they were standing in for me as they worked you over. I hope you didn’t mind their doing that. So, you can understand then why they needed to be physically like my body.

I know each of these young ladies personally.

Prior Avrupalı porno to entering my advanced studies, while at my undergraduate school nearby, I worked part time as an exotic dancer. The girls on the DVD are from the club where I used to work. Two weeks ago, I put the word out to all my associates at the club that I needed 3 volunteers to assist me in a research project. Of course, I fully explained to them the exact nature of my research and what I needed them to do. It didn’t take much convincing before I had a large group of girls pleading with me to step up for the task, especially when I had presented to them the pics of your magnificent cock that I took at our first session!

Anyway, I finally selected three girls whom were the cream of the crop. They were only too happy to take turns in pleasuring you. I explained to them how it would all work. That they would start out slow and then work up to longer and more passionate stimuli; eventually giving you the two orgasms I promised you. It was kind of like a game for them. Each had equal time in taking turns with you. The game was similar to “Russian Roulette.” Only you would be the ultimate determiner as to which of them would be the lucky recipient of your “magic bullet” by having your loaded gun blast cum down their throat or cream into their pussy. As you can see on the DVD, Julie was the winner of the cum swallowing contest, and Amber got the walls of her pussy spray painted when your cock finally blasted away inside of her.

Now that you know them, they would love to have you really know them much better. I will not force you, but to give you a hint of the plan for our final session, Julie, Amber and Kara would each be the lucky recipient of one of the three orgasms planned for our third and final encounter. I do not want to spoil the build up to that encounter, so that’s all the details I can give you now.

If you still feel “up” to continuing this research, then a simple “YES” in response to this e-mail is all that is needed. Please, say nothing more than that at this time. We certainly will have all the time you feel you need or desire to debrief any aspect of this project after it is concluded. Any dialog at this point would be counterproductive to the research goals. If you respond in the affirmative, then the restrictions on further communications and your pleasuring yourself will still apply.

You will need to let me know within the next 24 hours.

Until then.

Love You, Kim.

Jeremy’s head was spinning. There was a war raging between his cognitive and cock-native thinking. So much to digest. So very much to decide. It was obvious that his cock was winning the argument. He seemed almost incapable to resist the chance at having another session with these stunning beauties. Kim’s proposal was titillating in every way.

“Double Damn!” He thought. “There’s no way anyone with one eye and half a brain would pass up a FUCK FEST like this!”

Jeremy reacted quickly and reflexively. He opened up his computer browser and typed the following e-mail response to Kim:

Kim,

YES, YES, YESSSSSSSSS!

Love, Jeremy

After closing his browser, Jeremy knew there was one more thing he absolutely must do before going to sleep. Tomorrow was another day that was given him to pleasure himself. No way was he going to miss out on that cock workout each and every day before their next encounter, especially while having the enjoyment of viewing that smoking hot DVD of those delectable sensual young ladies sucking and fucking him again, and again, and again! He put a discrete note on his phone day-planner as a conspicuous personal reminder to make special time each night just for doing that.

Jeremy then reflected on Kim’s reveal about the third research session. His mind was bustling with thoughts as he knew she had only given him a taste of what actually would happen. He wondered what would be on “The Menu” this time. Since her objectives from these last two encounters appeared to be a pattern of acceleration in the diversity and intensity of his sexual experiences, Jeremy got the distinct impression that this last session would be an event on such a grand scale that he would under no circumstances ever forget it. He had a fitful slumber all that night as countless scenarios with those delectable young girls spun through his head like sporadic jolts of electricity. His brain synapses were working on overtime forming new and vigorous pathways throughout his pleasure center. There was one constant with all this turmoil; the smile that seemed to be involuntarily and perpetually on his face from the anticipation of the licentious things to CUM!

Kim and the girls worked out the details of their plan over the next two weeks. It was all so very exciting for each of them as they looked forward to putting their strategy in “Motion.” Their goal for this concluding session was to give Jeremy the very best of their talents both individually and collectively.

Jeremy watched Video porno the DVD without fail every night. He ogled at how sexy each of the three girls were. It was as if he were a participant in the most erotic and magical dream ever. As he viewed what each of them had done to his cock, he had to pinch himself while watching just to ensure it wasn’t all some erogenous fantasy. There was plenty for him to salivate over.

He examined and re-examined every aspect of the three girls. Their pussies were all petite and hairless as Kim’s. He knew from the wonderful experience of having had the most delightful strawberry meal of Kim’s luscious little lips, that their hairless and silky cunts would be a king’s feast for sure. He also noticed each of them had smallish and pert titties that he longed to feel and suck. Their bodies were all similar to Kim’s in that they looked so very young. The three of them could easily get student discounted tickets at the movies if they had faked High School ID’s. It was a magnificent banquet of tender flesh!

Jeremy also observed that their bodies were unique in subtle ways too.

He noticed that Kara did indeed have a cute little black clit ring, and that her pussy mound was fuller than the others due to her larger outer lips. Her overall skin tone was much lighter than the rest of the girls and her dark chocolate areolas made for a striking contrast to her lighter color. Her platinum blonde hair was super straight and cut even to just below her jaw line. There was precision also in the cut of her bangs as they fell evenly across the upper border of her eyebrows.

Amber must have been a natural redhead because she had just a touch of the classic smattering of freckles on her cheeks (face and ass). Her pussy lips were bright pink as were her nipples. The silver rings in her nipples were intriguing to Jeremy. He wondered what it would be like to suck and nibble on them. Her hair was cropped in a short butch style; yet it was still a fiery red color even with its shortness.

Julie’s brunette hair was somewhat curly and full. She kept it shoulder length and the way that it framed her impish face gave her a dreamy country girl look. The windmill tattoo just above her ass crack seemed appropriate to her Nebraska roots. Jeremy still couldn’t fathom what its underlying connotation was, as alluded to, but unexplained by Kim in her email. “Another intrigue yet to be discovered,” he thought.

Jeremy was primed and ready as ever for their third session. Especially when it no longer was a secret to him who his pleasure givers would be. The days were not going fast enough. Even with daily masturbation, the relief to his wanton desires was minimal at best. His cock ached all day, every day. His mind had one tract only, and that was to lick, suck and fuck these girls nonstop until he passed out from exhaustion, and then do it all over again!

Kim’s methods were working as she had intended. She wanted to awaken the sleeping giant between his legs. It was now definitely wide awake, on steroids (testosterone mostly, mixed with epinephrine when in close quarters with female flesh) and insatiable with desire.

After a couple of weeks of torturous anticipation, Jeremy finally received the following e-mail from Kim:

Dearest Jeremy,

The time has come for us to get together again! I am so excited, I hope you are too. The girls and I have made great efforts to prepare for this final session to ensure that it will be well worth the wait you have endured. I am pleased that you responded in the affirmative for our research to continue and be majestically culminated as I hoped it would. I trust that you have been good in keeping to the conditions of only pleasuring yourself once each day. I’m sure by now you have probably worn out your DVD player! Lol.

It will be necessary for you to clear your schedule this Thursday for the entire day. You will need to be ready at 10 am that morning. I know that’s pretty short notice with today being Monday, but It’s the only day that will work for all of us.

There is an additional restriction you will need to comply with so that we may obtain the optimal result for this last event. That is: You must refrain from any form of masturbation for two days prior to the date of the planned session. This means no more touching yourself starting tomorrow! I know this will prove to be quite a challenge. But trust me; it will serve to multiply your pleasure immensely.

Also, please do as before and thoroughly bathe and groom yourself just prior to the planned meeting time. This includes touching up any shaving of your private parts so that they will be silky smooth for all of us to enjoy. Dress in some casual sweats and sandals. No underclothing allowed. Leave your door unlocked and just have a seat in your recliner as you wait for me.

That’s all for now! See you Thursday morning!

Love You, Kim

Jeremy reflected on the peculiar fact that for their meeting to be on a Thursday and for what appeared like it might be an all-day event, that the activities they had planned must be something very unusual. The suspense was almost unbearable.

He made a mental note to himself to ensure that his last jerk-off tonight would be a slow and deliberate process. He wanted to savor this last time and try to make it something that would keep him from going crazy for the next two abstaining days. Kim was in fact partially correct; over the past few weeks he was amazed that his DVD player and remote control hadn’t been worn out from all the playing, pausing and reversing commands he had made while watching the scorching sucking and fucking exploits directed to his cock.

Jeremy was wishing it was Thursday already. “Damn.” He hated the wait.

Two agonizing days later and he was up at the crack of dawn. No alarm clock needed! Jeremy spent several hours smooth shaving, bathing, and completing all of his other bathroom duties. Then, dressing in sweat pants and t-shirt, eating a light breakfast (nerves), and finally settling into a fidgety 30 minute recline on his chair.

Right on time at around 10 am, Kim walked through his door. He was set back when he saw that she was slovenly dressed in old sweat clothes. No sexy outfit today?

“HHmmmm?” Jeremy wondered why the seemingly reversal in her attire.

“Hi Lover!” Kim chirped with a cunning grin on her face.

“It’s that time! Now remember our restrictions about your complete and unwavering obedience and nonverbal communications unless specifically asked a question.” She asserted. “All of that begins now!”

“So, are you ready?” She queried.

“Yes Mam!” Jeremy snapped back with abundant enthusiasm in his voice.

“Okay!” Kim then directed: “We are going for a little ride in my car for about 40 minutes, so put your sandals on, get your keys and lock the door on our way out.”

Jeremy soared out of his chair and grabbed his keys in response; making a bee-line for the door.

“Let’s hit it Mister!” she barked as they walked quickly to her car.

Kim got in the driver’s seat and Jeremy understood he was to be the cargo as he got in on the passenger side. Once they were in and buckled up, Kim gave him further instructions.

“Open the glove box.”

He did.

“In there you will see our favorite prop that you have CUM to know well.”

Right away Jeremy spotted his familiar and trusty blindfold.

“Recline your seat all the way back as if you were attempting to take a little nap, then put on the blindfold.” She decreed, and he quickly complied. “Make sure it’s secured on tight so that you can’t peek out anywhere!”

Kim was enjoying every minute of this. She recognized that the mind games with Jeremy were just beginning and that there were considerably more in store. If he only knew! As the day played out, he would eventually know. Kim could hardly contain her enthusiasm.

Kim began driving.

As soon as the car started rolling, Jeremy heard music come on the car’s sound system at a volume level ample enough to drown out most of the car and road noises. That wasn’t what bothered him. The killer was that it was bland elevator type music. “YUCK!” he thought. “What the Fuck is up with this crap?”

Kim on the other hand knew her attire and the music would seriously frustrate him. The purpose was to make it so that when the fun really began, its contrast to the present doldrums would drive a home run out of the park with his sensory systems. She was all about the bottom line; what the final outcome would or was desired to be, that was her focus.

The music was so “uninteresting” that Jeremy did actually nod off within the first ten minutes of the drive. The next thing he remembered was Kim poking his arm to wake him up.

“Hmmm, Whaaat?” He mumbled as he stirred from his boredom induced slumber.

“We are at our destination, so it’s time to wake up sleepy-head.” Kim informed him.

“Leave the blindfold on for now. I will help you out of the car and to our next location” She did just that; leading Jeremy into the doorway of a building. “Take my arm and walk slowly. I don’t want you to trip and fall.” With that she directed him through a few corridors and eventually into a large room. Kim sat him down into a plush office type chair that rolled easily on castors but it was without any arm rests.

“Let your arms hang down!” She ordered.

Jeremy felt the familiar clinking of handcuffs being placed on each of his hands. A rope was placed running under the chair seat securing the two sets of cuffs to each other. Jeremy was all too acquainted with this form of restraint. The next thing he felt were several sets of hands tugging on his sweat pants. The pants were slowly inched down and then finally removed leaving him naked from the waist down. He heard several muted “Ooooh’s and Ahhhhh’s” as his semi-rigid cock was apparently being scrutinized when it came free from under his clothing.

The chair was then moved a little distance to relocate him. He felt something solid come into contact across his chest. It remained there giving only light pressure to his body. This was intriguing. He wanted to know where he was and why all the stealthy maneuvers to bring him here.

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