First Times： Nine Tales of Innocence Lost(57)

Sensing my urgency, she touched me. Her finger circled lightly around my hard clit, just a bare touch, and I almost screamed. It was no relief, it only made the desire worse. She ran her finger between my folds.

“You’re sopping wet,” she said. “Here. Let me kiss it and make it better.”

I groaned as she shifted down the bed and settled between my legs. She stroked my thighs first, with her fingers and then her long nails, before she lightly teased at my folds with her tongue. Her every touch and movement was expert, perfect, driving me to greater and greater heights of arousal. Her tongue pressed at my entrance before dragging roughly over my clit, moving all around. I squirmed and bucked and sometimes she gave what I wanted and sometimes she just teased, and I started to build towards a peak, but it was like she could feel it as well as I could and pulled back, letting it fade before working me up to the plateau again. It felt so good it made me grit my teeth. Then she pulled away and slid over me, moving on all fours. Her nipples grazed my belly, and her silky hair spread over my skin. She lowered her weight on top of me, pinning me down, and put her arms around me.

Dianne kissed me. Lightly at first, then deeply, and it felt like hours. I could feel her heart pounding against me and when she moved she left slickness on my thigh from her own arousal. She broke from the kiss and traced her lips up my jaw to my ear.

“Do you want to take a cock?”

“I don’t k-know,” I stammered. “I’m a little scared. Will it hurt?”

“Maybe,” she purred, “but it’ll be so good. Dave has been watching us the whole time. He sees you right now.”

“He d-does?”

She nodded, her chin grazing mine. “He doesn’t even have to touch his cock. It’s so hard and big and thick for you, and you’re just lying here all tied up, waiting and ready. Your pussy is so hot and pink and wet. Are you ready?”

I nodded.

“Lie still.”

She moved again, this time shifting around behind me. She slid under me, cradling me against her warm body, resting my head on her chest, and put her arms around me, just below my chest. I could feel her husband coming closer, like there was heat radiating from his cock in waves. He touched me, his hands warm but rough where hers were soft and silky, and grasped hard, squeezing, teasing. He groped my hips, rubbed both hands up my stomach and then squeezed my breasts, hard. My throbbing pussy begged for him, and Dianne held me down as he moved between my legs and pressed forward. I felt his hard cock against my thigh, and then the moment when its head and hardness touched my lower lips.

Then he thrust inside.

It hurt. It stung, and the feeling of something so big and hot moving into my body was so intense I could barely stand it. It was like being torn open, but… good. He went slow, building the pressure until my body opened and accepted the head of his cock, and then the long thick shaft came sliding after. I felt his breath on me as he opened me up inch by inch, his heat flooding into my body. Finally he settled on top of me and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. His scratchy chest hair tickled my breasts, his hard stomach moved against me, and his cock throbbed huge inside me, too big to fit. It felt so good I wanted to cry, even if it hurt.

“You’re fucking my husband,” Dianne purred in my ear. “I should be jealous.”

“I’m s-sorry, I thought-“

She laughed, high and bright. “Isn’t she adorable? It’s okay, dear. You can fuck him if you promise me something.”

“What?”

Her voice went low in my ear. “Don’t be quiet when you cum. Just let it out. David, fuck her.”

He started to grind, rolling his hips, and my back arched as I felt him moving inside me. I squirmed and writhed, my body fighting and welcoming the sensation at the same time. I wanted the blindfold off. It made everything five times more intense, every movement, every touch and sound and hot breath on my sweat-slick skin. The more he moved, the more pain faded. It was so big, so hard, I couldn’t understand how it felt so good. Dianne moved her hand between our bodies, her fingers sliding around his cock, teasing my lips, and I shuddered and squirmed against her, straining at the restraints.

“Listen,” she said, very softly. “I’m going to put something in your ass.”

I jerked. “What?”

“It’s small. It’ll feel good. Slow down, damn it!”

David slowed. He was quivering, and his cock was hard.

“Shhh,” she said.

I felt something hard and cold between my ass cheeks. She worked it under my body and I felt the thin, tapered tip press against my tight hole. I shook with anticipation.