I went home to lie down awhile. I napped until 11:30 then called Beegee.
"Do you have plans this afternoon that you can't break?" she asked. "I have something to show you."
"Sure, I can make it," I said "When and where?"
Why don't you meet me at that McDonalds out on East 50 at two O'clock?" she asked. "You know the one where the speed limit drops to 45."
"O.K. See you there." I said.
I was sitting in the McDonald's parking lot looking for I didn't know what, a Porsche, Bentley, Jaguar? She showed up in an older Ford Pinto.
"I didn't know what to expect," I told her. "But I certainly didn't expect this."
"This is our rendezvous car," she said. "I bought us a little place out in Christmas so we will have a place of our own to meet. I thought it would be better if we didn't draw attention to ourselves."
She was dressed in baggy blue jeans and a plaid shirt. If I didn't know what a beautiful body she had, I certainly wouldn't know by the way she was dressed.
We drove out to the community of Christmas and turned off onto a county road. It was paved for about six miles then it became a graveled road. About three fourths of a mile later, we turned into a dirt driveway where a small house stood on about an acre of land. The acre was fenced and there was nothing but trees beyond the fence.
"Beegee, how in the hell do you think that we could draw attention to ourselves out here?" I asked. "We could be wearing red, white, and blue and setting off fireworks and no one would notice."
"Hey, it's better to be safe than sorry," she said with a laugh.
When we went inside, she asked, "Well, what do you think? Isn't this just the perfect little hideaway?"
Looking around, I noticed that except for the bed, everything looked like early Salvation Army. The bed, however, was luxurious. It was king-sized and of the perfect firmness for its intended purpose. The headboard was an old-fashioned wrought iron bedstead. Beegee wasted no time losing her clothes and like a butterfly coming out of her cocoon, she showed her real beauty.
I have seen beautiful women in movies and magazines and a few in real life but Beegee was the one woman that came nearest to perfection that I have ever had strip for me with the purpose of mutual satisfaction. She was within an inch of my height, which was an even six feet. She had a mane of jet-black hair that had a life of its own. Her breasts were huge but fit her body perfectly. I would guess their size at about 38D. They were round and separated with silver-dollar-sized dark pink areoli topped with oh so suckable eraser sized nipples that stood out about an inch when aroused.
She bounced onto the bed and I shed my clothes in record time. I joined her on the bed and in no time we were locked in a passionate embrace. We were getting into the feeling when I pulled back from her and got off the bed.
I went over to my pants and removed a restraint from my pocket. I had made the restraint by attaching two Velcro straps to a third strap with two eighteen inch lengths of seventy-pound monofilament fishing line. I said, "Last time, we did it your way, now it's my turn."
I saw the look on her face when she saw the restraint and I said, "I'm not into S&M. This will be pleasurable torture."
She seemed to relax. I quickly wrapped one Velcro strap to each of her wrists and the center strap to the middle of the wrought iron headboard. Her arms were above her head loosely bound but in a way that I could turn her over at will. I began kissing and licking her forehead and then kissed down over her cheeks but stayed away from her mouth. I kissed her chin and onto her neck. I turned her so that I could work on the tender area on the nape of her neck. I kissed and tongued the back of her neck and used my teeth to play bite her. Goose bumps jumped up all over her body. I continued alternating between kissing and play biting. She was moaning and cooing. She would shiver and then make oohing sounds.
I kissed my way down her back and spent several minutes on her delicious butt. I kissed and nibbled her ass cheeks and pulled her cheeks apart and licked her crack. I ignored her asshole only because I thought it might be too sensitive and I wanted to make this last. I did spend a few minutes on that little area between her asshole and her pussy and she seemed to like that.
I turned her onto her back and stared in awe at this beautiful woman. Her big round breasts stood away from her chest. I began with the left breast and tongued around the base and up the sides of her slopes but did not touch the puckered areola or the erect nipple standing proud atop its gorgeous breast mound. I kissed the cleft between her breast and moved to the right globe. Beegee was wiggling from side to side trying to guide her nipples to my lips but I would move just ahead of her. I kissed and tongued her navel and stomach. I worked my way down to her thighs and licked up to but not quite reaching her pubic area.
Finally, I lay between Beegee's long beautiful legs and very carefully ran my tongue along her outer lips. She placed her legs over my shoulders and tried to pull my face into her pussy but I resisted. I pushed her knees into the air and she rolled up on her back. I quickly licked the crack of her ass including her puckered sphincter.
"Oh my God," she cried. "What are you doing to me?"
I pulled myself up onto my knees and lay my cock along Beegee's pussy lips but not so it would rub her clitoris. I leaned forward and licked the areola of her left breast. My dick was soaked with her pussy juices and the heat coming from her vagina almost burned me. Around and around the areola my tongue traced a circular pattern. I moved to the right breast and repeated the same action. I slowly slid my stiff member into her waiting pussy. She almost derailed my plans with the control she had of her vaginal muscles. She was milking me expertly. I very slowly stroked in and out until I felt her begin to orgasm. I withdrew and pulled away from her body. Her head had been moving back and forth and uhuhuhuh sounds were coming from deep within her throat. When I withdrew, her head stopped and her eyes opened wide.
I waited until she came down a little and I reinserted my cock. Again, I slowly pumped in and out of her until she was about to orgasm and I quit again.
Beegee said, "Please oh please."
"Please what?" I asked.
"Please fuck me and let me cum," she begged.
I rammed into her and fucked her with a passion. I leaned forward and took one nipple and then the other into my mouth and punished them with my lips, tongue, and teeth. Our orgasms began and it shook me to my core. With one hand I released the Velcro straps from her wrists and her arms and legs wrapped around me. Our mutual orgasms seemed to last for hours but I'm sure it was only minutes. She straightened her right leg and we rolled onto our sides. We lay there in the afterglow of our union. We were wrapped in each other's arms and were wet with the sweat of our lovemaking. We were happy and peaceful and satisfied in body and soul.
We were lying there with Beegee's head resting on my shoulder. I was lazily toying with her breast as she rested her arm across my stomach. "What made you think that I would enjoy being restrained?" she asked.
"Oh, I don't know," I answered. "It was just an idea. But did you like it?"
"I don't know if it was having my hands tied or that slow torture you put me through, she said. "You |
