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I Take Emily out to the Ball Game

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Emily is a 19 year old freshman at the local university, and a young woman of principles. When she was very young, she resolved that she would not be cheap and would save her virginity until the right man came around. So far she has succeeded, but it hasn’t been easy. Emily is a mix of various ethnicities, including mostly Hispanic, and is very beautiful, with warm brown eyes, a clear light brown complexion and soft dark brown hair to her shoulders. She is 5 and a half feet tall with a sexy, voluptuous figure.

Young men who know her fantasize about her womanly curves while they masturbate but before they do that, they try to experience those womanly curves. Emily has always had plenty of boyfriends and they have always pressured her for sex but so far they have all struck out and her cherry is intact.

That also hasn’t been easy because Emily has a strong sex drive herself, and even gets wet reading romance novels. She relieves herself by playing with her clit and her nipples which are all very sensitive, considering that, until recently, she had no real sexual experience. This is also what she has done after being dropped off by a frustrated boyfriend. Masturbation is a poor substitute for actual sexual activity but Emily made do with it.

About a month ago, she and Jen, her close friend, went to a porno movie.

There Emily saw women having their pussies eaten by men. This fascinated her and she saw this as being much better than masturbation but she didn’t know what to do about it. Her boyfriend might be willing to do it but his finger could tear her hymen just as well as his cock and he would certainly want to go a lot further. She discussed the situation with a counselor at her college and, fortunately for Emily and for me, the counselor was one of my former lady friends, and she saw me as the solution. The counselor knew that I could safely eat Emily’s pussy better than anyone, give her the complete experience, and ask for nothing more. They contacted me and I was agreeable, even within the limitations. Emily had long had a fantasy of meeting a stranger and having sex with him at a sporting event, and that would be the way we would do it.

It was on a Friday night that we went to the local ball park to watch the minor league team that plays there. This was an important game and if the locals won, they would be in first place and would clinch a spot in the playoffs. I bought two grandstand tickets, gave her one and told her that I would go in and she should follow in about ten minutes. When she came in she asked me if the seat next to me was taken and we otherwise acted as if we were strangers.

Emily had worn shorts and a light jacket to the ball park on this warm night and now she took off her jacket. Underneath it she was wearing just a tight-fitting t-shirt, and she was not wearing a bra. She turned to ask me a question but I didn’t hear because I was looking at her succulent breasts and her dark nipples, which were clearly visible through the skimpy fabric.

Then she partly stood up and pretended to stumble and pressed those gorgeous titties against my bare arm. The other men around us were trying, without success, to avoid looking at Emily’s gorgeous body and I could imagine them thinking what a lucky dog I was.

I went along with the plan, and later I pointed out something at home plate, with my arm pressed against her breasts. Emily leaned forward to get a better look, which gave me a much better feel of her nipples. When she asked me a question, she looked at me with her beautiful eyes and her hand on my thigh. When I answered her questions, my hand was on her thigh.

People around us, who saw the way we were carrying on, thought we were strangers and wondered why we didn’t head for a motel, especially since the home team was losing by ten runs by the time the game only half over.

We stayed because we had to wait until most people were gone, and by the ninth inning, that was the situation. I had really enjoyed taking Emily out to the ball game, and showing her off to the crowd. I had bought her some peanuts and Crackerjack and asked her what time she had to leave. “I don’t care if I ever get back”, she said. We rooted for the home team and they didn’t win, which was a shame. In the last inning, the last batter swung and missed three times, one, two, three strikes. “You’re Out!”, bellowed etiler escort bayan the umpire, and that was the old ball game. Emily put her jacket back on and we got out of our seats to pretend to leave. Before we went anywhere else, we went to the refreshment stand and bought two large soft drinks because we were both thirsty and we would be getting thirstier.

Under the grandstand is a place where tarpaulins are stored. They are intended to be used to protect the infield when games are delayed because of rain but they hadn’t been used for over a week. All the ground crew and other employees were busy on the field and cleaning up the stands and we had this part of the park to ourselves. The field lights were still on and enough light came through openings in the grandstand that we could see each other with no problems. We had to whisper, but there was almost no chance of our being disturbed. The tarpaulins were in soft, loose rolls and one of them was thicker than the others. Emily’s ass could rest on that thicker one, and her pussy would be presented to my mouth almost as well as on a pillow on a bed.

Emily removed her jacket again and I pulled her t-shirt off, so her beautiful titties bounced free. They were a lovely soft brown, with big dark nipples and looked even better than they had looked when enclosed in her t-shirt. I started to lick one of them and it felt even better to my tongue than it had felt on my arm or looked to my eyes. Emily put one of her hands under either of her luscious mounds and served them to me, moving each in its turn to my mouth for the pleasure of both of us because, while my tongue was relishing Emily’s beautiful mammaries, she was immensely enjoying the feel of my tongue on her sensitive, virginal nipples. “Take off my shorts and panties”, she told me. “Before they get all wet.

Gladly, I hastened to comply, unbuttoning her shorts and pulling off them and her bikini panties. The heavenly aroma of Emily’s pussy, which had started to secrete her juices, was amazing. I was eager to devour all the juices there but first I concentrated on her lovely bosom. I told her to lie back. Then I moved up next to her beautiful, naked body, cupped her gorgeous titties in either of my hands and continued licking the delectable nipples, using broad strokes because they felt so good on my tongue. I licked one, then the other, then went back to the first one and sucked it into my mouth. My lips made a seal around the soft, silky skin and I sucked on the delightful globe while my tongue caressed the nipple. Emily must have been really horny because, besides lubricating, her pussy was already humping into the air and I hadn’t even started eating it yet. I decided to leave her beautiful titties for now, and eat her pussy to bring her to her first climax, then go through the whole production for her second climax. I wanted her to really enjoy herself and, of course, I wanted to enjoy myself also so I told Emily what I had in mind. She was more than willing.

This was all new to Emily so I instructed her on what to do. What she had seen in the movie wasn’t much help because the movie makers are more concerned in showing the action than they are in the pleasure of the participants, so they pose the actors in strange ways. I had Emily lie on her back with her ass on the tallest roll of canvas, and then raise her legs. I placed my shoulders against her beautiful thighs, and wrapped my arms around them so my fingers could spread her pussy lips if needed. Being a virgin, her lips were very tight and I had to be careful I didn’t hurt her in any way. I first pleasured myself by breathing deeply of the marvelous aroma of her pussy, the combination of her free-flowing juices and the natural musky perfume of her body. That natural aroma is far sexier than any perfume or scent a woman can ever buy. I licked all the juices from her vagina and the surrounding area, being careful not to penetrate that adorable hole. They were even more of a pleasure to my tongue than they had been to my nose.

Usually I separate a woman’s pussy lips with my tongue to lick the surfaces between them but Emily’s virginal lips were so tight that I had to carefully pull them open with my fingers. My touch to her very sensitive private parts caused more humping of her pussy into my face and more lubricating of her pussy. She had started to moan now, and was really enjoying herself. I was really enjoying myself also as my fingers held her outer lip back, and I licked the inner surface. It was unusually soft and smooth and delicious.

“Oh, George. George. That’s so good. Keep doing that.” beşiktaş escort bayan That was Emily’s plea as I slowly licked the surface of her pussy lip from her crotch to her mons, covering all of the surface many times over. By the time I kissed her mons, Emily’s ass was bouncing off the rolled up tarpaulin as she jammed her pussy into my face and her hips were swiveling, thrusting her legs over my shoulders like pistons. Although there was still a lot of pussy-eating to do, Emily was ready to cum for the first time, and experience her first real climax.

I carefully licked all the fresh juices off her pussy, being careful not to penetrate her vagina. Then I started probing the area between that sweet love hole and her virginal clit. After a minute of this, Emily’s hips and ass and pussy became more active so I clamped my lips over her clit and started sucking on that charming love button, and probing its engorged sides and tip with my tongue. After a few minutes of this, Emily started to cum although she probably wasn’t really aware of it, and all her actions were instinctive or reflexive. Her hands grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face into her pussy and her legs squeezed my head. My face was a prisoner of her pussy but it certainly didn’t want to escape as her legs swung back and forth. I kept sucking and licking her clit as she continued cumming. When Emily climaxed, her back arched as her heels dug into my back and her ass lifted off the canvas, then she sagged back down and lay, panting and purring on the rolls of tarpaulins. I licked all the fresh juices off her pussy than leaned beck to await her reaction.

“Oh, my God. George! That was wonderful. I’ve never felt anything like that. The girls in the movie never did either.”

“That was your first real climax. Getting yourself off with you fingers is better than nothing but my tongue or anybody’s tongue is a lot better.

Porno movies are made for men and a lot of men just want to get their own kicks or have the guy on the screen do it for them, so they never take long enough for the girls to get off, so they have to fake it. I’m glad you liked it because the next one will be even better because I will take longer.”

“I don’t see how it can be better”, said Emily, but she got herself into position with her ass on top of the largest roll of tarpaulin and prepared to find out.

I wanted us to go through the whole process this time so I again lay down beside her and started licking her precious nipples. Holding one of her gorgeous globes in either hand, I licked the nipples with broad strokes, and gently massaged them, switching back and forth from one luscious titty to the other. The stadium lights went out then, but the moon was full that night and enough moonlight and starlight filtered through the grandstand for us to see well enough. My hands and my mouth knew Emily’s beautiful, sexy body well enough by then anyhow, and there was even less chance of our being discovered with the maintenance workers gone. Usually, I also enjoy looking at a pussy before I start eating it, and I would miss that, but eating Emily’s luscious pussy again would be an immense pleasure, even if I couldn’t see it. I would also miss seeing her pussy humping into my face but I would be able to feel it fucking my face and that is even nicer.

Emily has such beautiful titties and the nipples are so big and sensitive that I was really enjoying myself. After I had licked them thoroughly and she was purring happily, I clamped my lips on one of them and sucked it into my mouth. With my lips forming a seal, I sucked on that succulent mound, and my tongue continued to caress the nipple and trace her areola. My hands continued to gently massage both her twin beauties while my mouth switched back and forth, sucking and licking. Emily’s fragrant juices were being secreted by her vagina and I could smell their delightful aroma and even see them shining in the moonsight as they trickled up from her tight pussy. Her titties were so beautiful and felt so good in my mouth that I almost hated to leave them but I knew her pussy would be even better, and it awaited my attentions.

I licked my way down her soft belly to her downy pubic hair, then got up and moved over till I was between her legs again, with my arms curled around her thighs. After savoring the delightful aroma of Emily’s lovely pussy again, I cautiously opened her pussy lips with my fingers and licked off the fragrant juices that had collected. They were as delicious as I had known they would be. With my tongue, I cautiously probed the lower edge of her sweet taksim escort bayan love hole, being careful not to enter that precious place. Very carefully, I pulled the outer pussy lips back with my fingers and started licking the surface of her inner lip. Emily was purring louder and I could feel her pussy humping against my face. Usually, when I eat a pussy it

pleasures all my senses. Although I couldn’t see well, especially with my face up against Emily’s delectable pussy, my other senses derived enough pleasure to make up for it.

From the bottom of her inner lip, my tongue delicately licked the surface, probing into the seam with the outer lip. I moved my tongue slowly, being sure to cover the entire surface, all the way to her clit hood, avoiding the clit because I wanted to take a long time before Emily started cumming. She was purring and cooing by the time I reached her clit hood but I didn’t care if we got a little noisy because there was nobody around to hear us. I licked my tongue over both sides of her adorable clit hood several times, lightly stimulating her cute love button, but not too much yet. That would come later. By the time I was ready to move on, Emily was whimpering, and soon she would be moaning. Her pussy was humping even stronger and the feel of its soft moistness thrusting into my face was even more pleasurable in the dark.

I sucked the fresh juices out of Emily’s vagina, being careful not to penetrate her, then I gently pulled back the outer pussy lip on the other side and started to lick the surface of the inner lip. I had just touched the soft, smooth, surface of that lip when Emily’s hips started swiveling under me and her legs were thrusting across my shoulders. Again, I licked slowly, covering the entire surface many times with my tongue. While I licked, I probed the seam with the outer lip and gently licked the inner surface of that lip. Again, my tongue licked and probed all the way to the clit hood, and by the time I reached there, Emily was moaning ecstatically.

“Oh, my God, George. This is even better”, she managed to say between her gasps and moans.

I knew she was ready to cum but I wanted to prolong it for a while, because I was having so much fun eating Emily’s pussy and because I am aware that cumming is even better after it has been delayer. Since I was right at her clit hood, I licked the hood a few times, then curled my tongue under it and licked the adorable love button itself. Emily went wild, thrashing around and jamming her pussy into my face even harder, while her legs were moving back and forth on either side of my head like pistons. I knew the time was right so I sucked her precious clit into my mouth and held it there with my lips, and caressed its engorged sides and top with my tongue. Emily continued thrashing about and it felt like she was trying to wrap her pussy around my face. Her legs continued to piston beside my head until she let out an ecstatic howl and her hands jammed my face into her pussy. With her hands pressing on the back of my head and her pussy jamming itself into my face, it felt like she was trying to smother me, which would be a good way to go. Emily’s hips continued to swivel but since her legs were squeezing my head, and her heels were dug into my back, she just swung her legs back and forth. “Ahhhhhh”, Emily continued to howl, and I was glad we were alone in the ballpark. She continued cumming until finally she climaxed with a great spasm, arching her back, and squeezing my head even tighter with her hands and her thighs. When she finished, her arms spread out at her sides and her legs relaxed. One of them fell off my shoulder and the other remained draped across my back.

I removed my mouth from her clit and devoured the feast of Emily’s fresh cum juices, some of the best I have ever tasted. After a few minutes Emily spoke. “You were right. I don’t know how you did it but that was even better than the first one. I feel so weak, we may have to sleep here tonight.”

“Well, there is no hurry. You said a while ago that you don’t care if you ever get back.”

“I hope you didn’t ruin it for me with other guys. I don’t think anybody can do for me what you just did.”

“The right guy will come along and if he doesn’t eat your pussy, he’s not the right guy. I really enjoyed tonight too, and we can get together again but the next time, let’s use either your bed or mine. This is fun but a bed is better.”

“Okay, George. I will give you a call when I am horny again.”

Some people might think I am weird, eating a pussy and not doing any fucking or anything else. Those people are wrong. Emily’s pussy is the youngest and the tenderest one I have ever eaten, and I had a marvelous time. I’m not some horny teenager who has to fuck everything in sight, but the next time we get together, I am going to try to make it the day after I see one of my other lady friends.

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Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer’s day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that come to your knees or lower that are all the fashion now. She wouldn’t let me wear them. That was fine because I didn’t like them either. After all, if you’re trying to catch the sun, or get a tan, what’s the point of covering up half of yourself? So short shorts and nothing else under them. She liked it that way and so did I.

Tanya was wearing one of my shirts. You know the type – short sleeves but with a tail at the back to tuck into your trousers. Except Tanya wasn’t wearing any trousers. She knew that I adored her dressing in one of my shirts. I found it immensely sexy and erotic to see her bare legs, beautiful legs at that, appearing from under the shirt. It hinted at what remained hidden, something I was intimately acquainted with, but nevertheless, the hint was always there. She wasn’t wearing a bra either, but that didn’t matter because Tanya has the most gorgeous, small, round, firm breasts that stand up on their own without the need for support. Her nipples are large and round and brown and pointed, and right now they were clearly visible beneath the shirt, straining against the confines of the material and offering themselves to whoever may wish to lick, suck, kiss or rub them. Me. Evidently they wanted to break free of the shirt and take a peek at the outside world.

The only concession that Tanya, reluctantly, made to society on this occasion was that she wore pants under the shirt. Not often, I hasten to add. Normally, when wearing one of my shirts for me, she wore nothing under it. If we were at home, out in a park, or someplace where there weren’t many people she wouldn’t wear any. This invariably led to us enjoying some sex somewhere, right up to orgasms for us both. We usually managed to find a place where we could pleasure each other and bring each other to climax, no matter where we were.

But even Tanya had to admit, it’s a bit difficult in a supermarket.

So, pants under the shirt, and if Tanya had to collect an item for our trolley from a low shelf, if there were other shoppers around she crouched daintily and demurely and retrieved it. If the aisle was empty she made a point of bending right over in front of me to show me her pants, the tops of her soft thighs, and the thin line of material that, just, covered her cunt, which was a bit irrelevant as the pants were see-through. She wiggled her ass at me too, when she could. She knew that I enjoyed looking at her body, any part of it, at any time, and she enjoyed reminding me and offering me views at every opportunity.

So we proceeded down the aisle, hand in hand and loving every minute of each other’s company. We had known each other for six months, and our sex life was unbelievable **. She adored me and I adored her. She was quite small, beautiful with a gorgeous figure, long flowing dark tresses of hair, her body was soft and warm and there whenever I wanted it (as mine was for her) and when I was close to her or touching her luscious little body I always had difficulty tearing myself away from it.

She took our sex to levels and heights that most men could only ever dream of. She was clever, quick, intelligent and her eyes sparkled frequently. She was impish and devilish and made every day and every little mundane item in life seem interesting. I blessed the day I met her.

“Davey,” she said, chucking something into the trolley, “how do you feel about a threesome?”

“Which way?” I asked immediately.

She looked at me. “Either way. A man or a girl.”

I remained quiet for several moments.

“You don’t like the idea, do you?” she observed. “It upsets you to think of another man fucking me.”

That’s another thing I adore about her. More often than not she has the uncanny knack of knowing exactly what I’m thinking or what I’m going to say.

“Yes,” I agreed. “It does upset me. But it worries me more. You have to be careful. What happens if we have a few drinks first and he gets a bit drunk or aggressive? What happens if he’s bigger or stronger than me, loses control and either injures me or incapacitates me in some way and then just attacks you?”

I said this because I knew Tanya’s body intimately and I knew that any red blooded man seeing her as I do, lying on a bed half clothed or naked would not want to just have a blowjob from her or be wanked by her. He would want to fuck her, again and again. No, I didn’t like that idea.

** See “Tanya”.

Tanya looked alarmed at my words.

“Oh. I hadn’t thought of that,” she said. “You’re right.”

“And anyway, ” I went on, “how do I know that you might not come to enjoy his er—ministrations better than mine?”

“No Davey!” she cried very Escort bayan fiercely, and dropped a packet into the trolley, ran to me and clasped her arms round me, burying her face and her long hair against my chest. She hugged me very tightly.

“No!” she said again, her voice partly muffled. “Don’t you ever, ever, think that or say that again, Davey! You’re mine! I love you! I love you like crazy and I don’t want another man in my mouth or my cunt or even my hand. I adore you and only you, you great stupid lump and don’t ever, ever think I want any other man and don’t ever, ever say that again!”

Her body shook against my chest and I realised that she was actually sobbing. I stroked her hair and her back.

“I won’t, I won’t,” I promised softly. “I adore you too, you know that and I didn’t mean to upset you. I love that you love me, and I love loving you. And that’s what I’m going to do when we get home.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked in her small, muffled voice. She had stopped her sobs but stayed tight against my chest, hugging me for all she was worth. I could feel those beautiful nipples, well, one of them, pressing into my T-shirt and just begging to have some attention.

“I’m going to throw you on the bed,” I began softly. “I’m going to lick and kiss your legs, starting at your feet and working my way up to your knees. I’m going to undo two buttons of that shirt and then I’m going to lick and suck and kiss your beautiful breasts and nipples until they are so hard they hurt.”

And they almost did hurt, because I could feel that luscious point growing harder and pressing even more against my chest.

“And then I shall go back to your lovely legs,” I went on, “and start where I left off, at your knees, licking and kissing your thighs, first one and then the other, getting higher and higher, going under the shirt so I can reach the very tops of your soft, warm, fragrant thighs, tasting your delicious skin and feeling the warmth—“

I broke off as I realised that Tanya’s knees were trembling against me.

” – the warmth coming from between your legs as my tongue licks higher and higher, finding the edge of your pants and licking round them into your groin, and then across the material to the other side, just allowing my tongue to briefly brush across your cunt inside your pants –”

By now Tanya’s whole body was trembling but she still gripped me tightly and still kept her face buried against my chest.

“And then what?” whispered her muffled voice.

“Then I shall gently pull aside your pants and allow my tongue to brush against your cunt lips again. I shall taste your skin, your heat, your juice as you become wet and it runs out from you and onto my tongue. I shall just probe gently between your lips and find more heat and more juice. I shall drink deeply of it because it is my Tanya’s juice and I love to drink her nectar whenever I can.”

Tanya was now quivering in my arms and her legs were shaking. She squeezed me hard, which I took as a silent sign to continue.

“And then and only then, as I am tasting and drinking your warm heavenly nectar from deep inside your cunt, will my tongue find your button, that tiny place that is the root of all your ecstasy, that magical place that will start a feeling deep within you, and as I lick at your clit and flick my tongue over it, back and forth, your juice will flood out from you into my mouth, the feeling inside you will grow and grow and grow until it explodes out at the height of your ecstasy and you cum and cum and cum.”

As I spoke Tanya suddenly sagged against me, her knees and legs giving way so that I actually had to hold her up. She was breathing very fast and heavily, making a damp patch on my T-shirt and her body and legs quivered and shook against me for several moments. Tanya had cum.

Maybe a supermarket isn’t so difficult after all.

“She orlright, mate?” came a voice.

I looked round and saw an old man watching us.

“Just a bit weak at the knees,” I said. “It happens sometimes. It’ll pass.”

The old man harrumphed and moved away.

Gradually Tanya quieted down and regained her own feet.

She broke away from me and used a hanky to wipe her eyes.

“You – you – you!” she stuttered. Words seemed to fail her, very unusual for her.

I reached for her and hugged her gently.

“You absolute fucking bastard!” she murmured. “I don’t believe it! You – you – you actually made me cum by your words alone. In the middle of a shop! I just pictured it all as you spoke and you made me cum! You didn’t even fuck me! You just described how you licked my cunt and I came! You wonderful, gorgeous, sexy adorable bastard!”

(Couldn’t help a slight smirk at this. Well, wouldn’t you?)

Tanya looked round at the aisle.

“You’ve made me cum into my pants,” she said. “Oh, God, it’s running down my leg.” She gave a sort of wiggle as she rubbed her thighs together.

“Oh, good,” I Bayan escort said. “Then I can lick it off when we get home.”

“Don’t start again!” Tanya said. “Don’t! But yes, I want you to lick it off like you often do. Shut up Tanya!” she added to herself. “Come on, my sweet Davey. We still have shopping to do.”

We moved on, filling the trolley slowly and leisurely.

“I do love the feel of my cum in my pants, ” she said at one point. “All that lovely warm juice. Wish it was yours though.”

“It will be,” I promised.

And after a while she said, without looking at me, “What about a girl, then?”

I stopped and stared at her.

“But then you’re going to have the same worries too. Aren’t you? And you’d be happy with another girl? I mean, you wouldn’t mind having sex with another girl? Or me having sex with another girl?”

Tanya slowly shook her head thoughtfully.

“Actually, my lovely adorable Davey, I don’t think I would have those worries. Not if we planned it properly. I don’t think a girl could do anything to put me out of action like a man could to you. So, no, I don’t think I’m worried about that. And I have no problem about another girl. I’ve never done it before, but I don’t have a problem with it, and as I know you would love to have two girls in bed and it would give you great pleasure, then it would give me great pleasure too.”

She’s a girl in ten million, is my Tanya.

I pulled her to me and looked straight into her eyes.

“You’re wonderful,” I said, “and I adore you and love you, very, very much.”

She smiled and her eyes melted with the light of her own love in them as she looked at me.

“I know it,” she said, “And you know I do too.”

“And what,” I asked her with a twinkle in my eye, “about the possibility of me ending up preferring her cunt to yours?”

“It won’t happen,” she answered decisively. “And I’ll tell you why. You won’t put your cock anywhere near her cunt. She can wank you, suck you, give you a blowjob, you can even fuck her ass, but if I see your cock within an inch of her cunt, I’ll throw her out into the street just as she is, even if she’s bollock naked. And I’ll deal with you afterwards,” she added darkly.

“Yes sir!!” I grinned, and she grinned too because I knew she meant every word but she wanted to please me without any risks to either of us and that was fine by me and I adored her for it and loved her and I thought hell, she’d probably try to cut the bloody thing off if I didn’t keep my word.

“Agreed?” she asked.

“Yes, my sweet Tanya. If you’re sure you’re happy with the idea, then let’s do it. But I have to say I think you’ll find it very difficult to find someone who’ll agree to this plan. Most women want to be fucked and if I don’t —aaaahhh! I see.”

Light had suddenly dawned.

“That’s right,” Tanya grinned again. “I will. With my strap-on while you fuck her ass. Or her mouth. Whichever you want.”

I nodded.

“And you really think you’re going to find a girl who’ll agree to all this?” I wanted to ask about the other wet and dirty pleasures that Tanya and I so often enjoy together but I thought I’d wait a bit for that.

“And as for the other things we do together, Tanya went on, (see what I mean? Wonderful girl!) “I agree it won’t be easy but I’m going to try. Leave it to me.”

* * * * * * * * * * * *

The next few weeks passed enjoyably, with Tanya and I delighting in all the many and varied things that made up our sex together. In the hot weather we ended up sweaty, wet, and not only from the sweat, dirty, as we both enjoyed that too, and the bond and rapport between us grew and grew each passing day, as did our love and respect for each other. Both of us knew that neither would ever do anything to hurt the other, and that made our relationship something very, very special and very strong. It also made our sex incredibly passionate and our orgasms, whether together or separately, were always huge and often exhausting.

A girl in ten million.

Sometimes during those weeks Tanya would make or receive phone calls on her mobile, and this often meant that she would disappear into the bedroom and shut the door. She always spoke very quietly so that I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. Once or twice I opened the door to enter the room and she always yelled at me to go away. Another man might have suspected that Tanya had a bit on the side, but I trusted her implicitly and knew that no such thing was happening. She never spoke about the conversations and shook her head if I asked, so I gave that up. Occasionally the aftermath of these phone conversations meant that she looked very glum but even if she did, it never prevented her from doing what she knew I liked in bed, or enjoying my own ways of giving her as much pleasure as she could physically take.

And then, one day, she came out of the bedroom, snapped her phone shut and looked at me, her eyes gleaming and sparkling in that Escort way that always made me want to take her in my arms, kiss her and then take her to bed and spend hours making her groan and cry with pleasure.

“It’s fixed!” she exclaimed.

Just for a brief moment I had to catch up with her, and then I said “Ah! It is?”

“It is!” she said. “I found a girl who agrees with everything we talked about before.”

“She does?”

“She does,” Tanya nodded. “Including the fact that your cock is not allowed near her cunt.”

“She does?”

“She does. And she is happy about our other pleasures. The wet and dirty ones.”

“She is?”

Tanya threw a cushion at me.

“Lump! Yes, everything.”

I wasn’t sure what to say, except for the obvious.

“When?”

“A week next Friday. For the weekend.”

“Oh.”

“Is that okay for you?” Tanya came to me looking concerned. “I can always make another day —“

“No, no,” I hastened to reassure her. “I was just really surprised that you actually found someone. A week next Friday is absolutely fine.”

Tanya gazed up at me. “It’s fine by me, too,” she whispered.

That night as we were preparing for bed and I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth Tanya came out of the bedroom wearing a cotton top and long cotton pyjama trousers. I had never, ever seen her in such a get-up.

“What the hell is that?” I demanded. I looked her up and down. “Are you cold?”

As the temperature outside at night was still in the middle twenties, this was a ridiculous suggestion but it was the only thing I could think of.

Tanya came to me, cupped my face in between her hands and stared deep into my eyes.

“No, my sweet and lovely Davey. Of course not. I want to make a rule.”

Now Tanya and I have a complete understanding of each other. Neither of us ever dictates to the other. We might demand a special something jokingly, in fun, or during sex, that we want at that particular moment but in our everyday lives we always discussed things and agreed together, compromising if necessary. So Tanya’s request for a rule meant that this was a serious matter that needed my agreement or her compromise.

“Okay, my sweet. What is this rule you want?”

“No sex until she arrives,” said Tanya without hesitation.

“WHAT!” I cried and stepped back to look at her.

Never, never, has Tanya ever prevented me from having sex, at any time at home and often elsewhere. She has never had a headache or any other ailment that meant no sex and even that time each month which most people avoid wasn’t completely off-limits to us.

So this was a real shock and it showed on my face.

“I’m so sorry, Davey baby,” murmured Tanya miserably. “I really am sorry. I know it’s a shock but I really want this.”

“But why?” I protested. “Ten days or more without being able to give you pleasure, lick you, fuck you –”

“Stop it!” she cried, looking even more miserable. “Stop it please! You think I don’t want it? Want you? You think I don’t want to give you pleasure all the time like I do? Share pleasure with you like we always do? You think I’ve gone off you or your sex? No! It’s nothing like that.”

She cupped my face again and her eyes glistened with tears.

“Don’t be mad, my sweet Davey baby. Please?”

Of course my heart immediately melted. Yours would too.

“Okay, okay,” I reassured her. “I’m not mad. Of course I’m not mad with you. But please explain what’s behind this.”

“It’s simple,” she said softly. “I’ve thought about it quite a lot. I want us both to wait so that when she arrives and we start to enjoy the weekend, we’re both so full of sex that we’re bursting, and we’ll want it so much it should make our orgasms even better than they usually are.”

She paused and searched my eyes with hers.

“Do you understand me, Davey baby?”

As my heart had already melted into that goo that Tanya can soften it into on occasion, I was already lost to her request.

“I understand,” I murmured into her ear as I held her tightly against me. I could only just feel her breasts through that bloody material. But then, that was the idea.

“It was just that the thought of not being able to enjoy you, touch you, caress you, pleasure you, see and hear you explode with your orgasm in front of me was a huge shock. A nasty shock too.”

“I feel the same,” Tanya said, wiping her eyes with her fingers. “I’m going to miss your touches, your kisses on me, your tongue and most of all your beautiful cock, but please agree my sweet Davey. I’m sure we’ll both be pleased later that we did this.”

I cuddled her and stroked her hair.

“Of course I agree,” I said. “I don’t like it, of course, but I understand and I think you’re probably right, so I agree. You have your rule.”

“Thank you my sweet,” she said. “I thought about one last session before……but then I thought that would make it more difficult, so I’ve started it tonight.”

“So I see.”

She paused. “And Davey, one more thing, please.”

I raised an eyebrow, not completely happy that she was adding to the rule.

“No wanking yourself on the quiet, please Davey. No matter how much you want to.”

I sighed.

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