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The metallic rumble of a door sliding open made her turn around.
I drew back, letting the thread of my saliva dangle between my mouth and his rod. I looked up at him and he was staring at his pole in awe.
Jessie became a member of the church fairly quickly, and the pastor took a personal interest in her. He recommended that she join the church choir, given her God-gifted voice and her love of music. And she found that he was not so stand-offish as she initially thought, especially when she was wearing her church robe, or sitting behind her desk. Their conversations over lunch grew more and more interesting, from the Bible and philosophy to other mutual interests. Soon they became friends - and then something more.
* * * * * * *
Too soon all was quiet, I had almost passed out, this lady knew all about Extended Sexual Orgasm...
In the distance I heard a faint train whistle, then another. I also noticed the two in the front seat laughing at some sort of joke. Soon I realized how wise it was for me to remain in my out of the way location, as what followed was a voyeur's dream.
Upright once more, Lil picked up her robe and slid it over her shoulders, fastening the clasp at her throat. Next came Ser's robe, nearly identical. Lil had made them a few months ago, finding a great deal on the rich velvet she'd decided to use. Ser sighed softly as the satin lining slipped and slid over her shoulders and back. Lil quickly fingered the clasp into place and slid the hood up and over her lover's blue-black dreadlocks. She leaned down once more, and came back with Ser's sandals. The rough hemp tickled as the small loop was placed around her second toe, the tiny bells jingling. There was a braided strap that led up to the ankle, where the remainder of the of the rope was twirled around and tied. Ser couldn't help but let out a laugh as her girl dressed the second foot; the hemp tickled again, as it always did. She closed her eyes for a moment, wiggling her toes and enjoying the little song played by the bells. Before she could open them, she felt the soft sensation of velvet slipping over her face to cover her eyes.
"Ting."
I shrugged--- why not admit it? I nodded. My cock stirred.
Shelly seemed to read her thoughts. "No, I've never done the ass thing either but I'm curious. How about we plan on Saturday night. Are you up for it?"
"Happy now?" She asked.
My high energy, my big tits, my declining moral standards and occasional special treatment for my boss earned me many benefits and privileges right from the start. I had one boss that gave me three raises in a one-year period just because I gave him hand-jobs in the storeroom twice during that same period of time. Of course, he got to play with my titties while I pounded his pud. I was convinced it was a fair exchange . . . so was he.
"Just promise that you won't touch ok?"
Somehow it didn't seem quite appropriate. Not over the line, necessarily, but just maybe getting a little closer to the line than I should allow.
Leo, who had folded the previous round so hadn't lost anything, now donated his black socks and faded athletics sweatshirt to the proceedings. The buck passed to Lucy.
I caressed the bulge in Rich's jeans with one hand as I undid the button and lowered the zipper with the other. Gail had finished with my bow, and was kissing my neck and throat, her hands running across my stomach, sides and back. She was driving me wild. I suddenly remembered this was the first time she'd ever touched another woman. She was discovering the way our skin feels, a realization that intensified the thrills she was drawing out of me. I could've drowned in them, but that would've defeated my purpose: bringing them closer to each other through me, through my body, through this night. So I looked up at Rich's face and told him what she was doing to me as I lowered his jeans and helped him step out them. I reminded him that this was a first for her. I told him that my first night with a woman, I'd had the same fascination; I couldn't get over how soft, smooth, heavenly scented a woman's skin can be. I made sure he knew she was driving me crazy; but I let him realize for himself that even though Gail had me in heaven with just a hand on my midriff and another snaking under my bra strap, I was still very interested in getting his clothes off. No one was getting left out of this for a moment if I could help it.
He heard as clearly as any man ever heard any voice: you live in goodness and your life will be as heaven, but here on earth. You live a life of depravity, cast aside goodness from your heart, and hell will find you here on earth.
I drew back, letting the thread of my saliva dangle between my mouth and his rod. I looked up at him and he was staring at his pole in awe.
Jessie became a member of the church fairly quickly, and the pastor took a personal interest in her. He recommended that she join the church choir, given her God-gifted voice and her love of music. And she found that he was not so stand-offish as she initially thought, especially when she was wearing her church robe, or sitting behind her desk. Their conversations over lunch grew more and more interesting, from the Bible and philosophy to other mutual interests. Soon they became friends - and then something more.
* * * * * * *
Too soon all was quiet, I had almost passed out, this lady knew all about Extended Sexual Orgasm...
In the distance I heard a faint train whistle, then another. I also noticed the two in the front seat laughing at some sort of joke. Soon I realized how wise it was for me to remain in my out of the way location, as what followed was a voyeur's dream.
Upright once more, Lil picked up her robe and slid it over her shoulders, fastening the clasp at her throat. Next came Ser's robe, nearly identical. Lil had made them a few months ago, finding a great deal on the rich velvet she'd decided to use. Ser sighed softly as the satin lining slipped and slid over her shoulders and back. Lil quickly fingered the clasp into place and slid the hood up and over her lover's blue-black dreadlocks. She leaned down once more, and came back with Ser's sandals. The rough hemp tickled as the small loop was placed around her second toe, the tiny bells jingling. There was a braided strap that led up to the ankle, where the remainder of the of the rope was twirled around and tied. Ser couldn't help but let out a laugh as her girl dressed the second foot; the hemp tickled again, as it always did. She closed her eyes for a moment, wiggling her toes and enjoying the little song played by the bells. Before she could open them, she felt the soft sensation of velvet slipping over her face to cover her eyes.
"Ting."
I shrugged--- why not admit it? I nodded. My cock stirred.
Shelly seemed to read her thoughts. "No, I've never done the ass thing either but I'm curious. How about we plan on Saturday night. Are you up for it?"
"Happy now?" She asked.
My high energy, my big tits, my declining moral standards and occasional special treatment for my boss earned me many benefits and privileges right from the start. I had one boss that gave me three raises in a one-year period just because I gave him hand-jobs in the storeroom twice during that same period of time. Of course, he got to play with my titties while I pounded his pud. I was convinced it was a fair exchange . . . so was he.
"Just promise that you won't touch ok?"
Somehow it didn't seem quite appropriate. Not over the line, necessarily, but just maybe getting a little closer to the line than I should allow.
Leo, who had folded the previous round so hadn't lost anything, now donated his black socks and faded athletics sweatshirt to the proceedings. The buck passed to Lucy.
I caressed the bulge in Rich's jeans with one hand as I undid the button and lowered the zipper with the other. Gail had finished with my bow, and was kissing my neck and throat, her hands running across my stomach, sides and back. She was driving me wild. I suddenly remembered this was the first time she'd ever touched another woman. She was discovering the way our skin feels, a realization that intensified the thrills she was drawing out of me. I could've drowned in them, but that would've defeated my purpose: bringing them closer to each other through me, through my body, through this night. So I looked up at Rich's face and told him what she was doing to me as I lowered his jeans and helped him step out them. I reminded him that this was a first for her. I told him that my first night with a woman, I'd had the same fascination; I couldn't get over how soft, smooth, heavenly scented a woman's skin can be. I made sure he knew she was driving me crazy; but I let him realize for himself that even though Gail had me in heaven with just a hand on my midriff and another snaking under my bra strap, I was still very interested in getting his clothes off. No one was getting left out of this for a moment if I could help it.
He heard as clearly as any man ever heard any voice: you live in goodness and your life will be as heaven, but here on earth. You live a life of depravity, cast aside goodness from your heart, and hell will find you here on earth.
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