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Archive name: elly4.txt (MF, oral, anal, anilingus)
Authors name: Friar Dave (Address Defunct)
Story title : Elly Comes of Age

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This story is copyrighted (c) 1996. All rights reserved. 
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PART 4 OF 4

I walked around to stand beside the bed next to her 
head. She started to reach for me.

"No -- keep touching yourself."

"Does that turn you on?"

I opened my robe. "What do you think?"

She licked her lips. "Whatever you like ..."

"I want you to -- " I stopped, watching her reach 
between her legs under the covers. Her legs parted 
wider and she hunched her shoulders. Her breathing 
deepened.

"You want me to what?" 

"It turns you on having me watch you, doesn't it?"

"Yeah!"

"I want you to cum for me while I watch you."

"I can't -- "

"Yes, you can."

"But I want you inside me, where it aches -- " She 
kneaded her cunt frantically. "I need it so baaaaad 
inside me..."

I reached behind me and into the top drawer of the 
dresser. When she opened her eyes, they widened. "I 
want to watch you using this."

"I couldn't -- "

"That's what would get me really turned on."

"I can't -- " But even as she objected, her eyes were 
locked on the very realistic eight-inch dildo. I pulled 
back the bedcovers, exposing that magnificent young 
body. She started to remove her hand from her soaked 
pussy, but I covered her hand with mine and then kissed 
her slippery fingers. She barely hesitated in her 
furious masturbation. She was holding her labia apart 
with the fingers of one hand and furiously rubbing her 
clit with the other thumb while trying to force two 
fingers deeper into that sweet, syrupy little slit.

I stood and took the K-Y from the same drawer and 
smeared a liberal dose on the dildo. She focused on it 
like a bird watching a cobra as I brought it slowly 
down between her thighs. When I put the tip against her 
exposed cunt, she jerked. "Cold," she said. 

"It'll get warm fast." 

She rolled her hips and pressed her pelvis down and 
toward the dildo. I pushed it a little and she gasped 
as it began to slide in. Her fingering of her clit 
speeded up. I worked the latex head back and forth a 
few times, watching her rhythm alter. When her cunt was 
reaching for it all the time, I pushed the head all the 
way in. She gasped and then groaned and began revolving 
her hips around it. She took the labia parting hand 
away and began caressing her breasts. I was jealous.

"It feels so big in there, so good and big and 
stretching me so muuuuu..."

I led the tit-fondling hand down and placed it on the 
shaft, then took my fingers away. She worked it back 
and forth experimentally a few times, then began slowly 
pumping herself with it, taking the inch-and-a -half 
thick dildo deeper each time. 

"Oh, yeah, this feels so good, feels so good, feels so 
good," she breathed, chanting in time to her thrusts. 
Her hips were taut, now, and she was starting to arch 
her ass from the bed. Suddenly, she arched higher and 
rolled slowly over onto her belly. She pulled her knees 
up, leaving her shoulders and face flat on the bed, and 
began pushing that latex prick deeper. Whatever she was 
muttering was lost in the pillow.

I looked at her in profile. Her face was turned toward 
me and was totally slack with pleasure. Her hair was a 
singular, disheveled mess. Her position was crushing 
her over-sized tits so they bulged out to either side 
of her. She had her knees pulled up so far that her 
kneecaps were pushing against her breasts. Her sleek 
little ass was out-thrusting beautifully. And her hand, 
still gripping the base of the dildo, occasionally 
appeared briefly between her taut thighs before 
disappearing back between.

I reached out and began lightly caressing her back. 
After about twenty seconds, she was cumming -- hard. 
She kept pumping her pussy with the indefatigable dildo 
and her pussy kept pumping right back: She kept 
cumming. I took my fingers from her back and she 
moaned, "Touch me Please!" She was cumming faster now 
and I didn't want to spoil the mood or anything, so I 
accommodated her. It was a great sacrifice.

I traced my fingertips on the overflow swell of her 
left breast and she continued pumping, now with less 
regularity. She was starting to lose her coordination 
and all self-control. I leaned forward and kissed her 
hot cheek gently and whispered, "You are so beautiful 
and wonderful. You're turning me on beyond belief!"

She just moaned and continued getting off on what she 
was doing.

I went to the foot of the bed and bent and began 
kissing and licking the small of her back. Inches 
beneath my chin, she was thrusting the dildo harder and 
harder into herself. I grabbed her buttocks and gave 
them a squeeze, then spent so time nibbling lightly on 
them, then kissed and licked them. My hands stayed busy 
on her hips and thighs, caressing. She was moaning 
softly and continuously now and her whole body was 
shaking.

I licked down the sweet, narrow furrow of her tiny, 
taut ass and when I got to the opening, kept right on 
licking. She was quivering all over, cumming without 
pause, now, and with growing intensity. I located the 
K-Y, and lubed up a finger while rimming her teeny 
little asshole. I thrust my tongue against pinpoint 
opening, then licked up and down and kissed the inner 
swells of her cheeks again. Then I put my slippery 
fingertip against her anus and slowly massaged the K-Y 
into it. 

"Yessssss...." she hissed loudly. I pressed the 
fingertip in to the first knuckle. I could feel the 
dildo pumping through that thin membrane separating the 
channels. Her ass clamped down on my finger and spasmed 
powerfully as she continued cumming. I worked it in 
farther and then carefully moved it in and out. I 
thought of how it would feel to have my prick in there 
and regretted that she was so tiny that my dick would 
hurt her too much. Doubly regretted it, because she was 
obviously enjoying what I was doing back there and she 
moaned when I removed the finger. 

I went back to the side of the bed and rolled her onto 
her side. She slowed her pumping and looked up at me. 
Her eyes focused for a moment and she said in a 
distant, amazed voice: "I just can't stop getting over, 
David! I just keep cumming!"

"It's so wonderful," I answered. I rolled her over the 
rest of the way. She reached up with one shaking, 
juice-soaked hand and grabbed my stiff prick. 

"Please?" she said, pulled me toward her face. 
"Please?"

I straddled her and felt her huge breasts brushed the 
backs of my thighs. Her nipples were stiff as spikes. I 
lowered my cock to her eager mouth and that long, 
limber tongue flickered out to guide it the rest of the 
way to her welcoming lips. She locked on to my dick 
about halfway down. I leaned forward, onto my 
outstretched arms, and looked down to watch as I 
slowly, carefully, pump my dick in and out of her 
mouth. Beyond that, her wondrous tits thrust upward, 
capped by outrageously swollen nipples. And beyond 
those, I could see her hips canted up, her knees wide 
and feet flat on the bed. She was holding the dildo 
almost motionless and fucking it with urgent thrusts. 
Every half-minute or so, she would hold herself still 
and catgut taut and cum in shuddering waves. The room 
was ripe with the smell of hot pussy.

It was too much for me and very quickly I was pulsing 
in her mouth. I didn't have to tell her I was cumming; 
she knew it was imminent. She sucked maniacally, 
cumming constantly as she did.

When I finally began spurting in her mouth, she gobbled 
my cock to the back of her throat and gulped me right 
down and in. I felt like all my semen was exploding out 
of me in one long, uninterrupted stream -- and she was 
drinking it all and cumming so hard that she was 
arching on the bed beneath me.

She drained me dry and kept sucking. I pulled my spent 
dick from her lips and rolled to one side. She 
continued cumming, her hand a blur as she rubbed her 
clitoris, her hips chattering up at the dildo held in 
fast by the other hand.

She was gasping a word. I put my ear close and finally 
made it out: "More...more...more..." Each time it was a 
little explosion of barely modulated breath. I leaned 
down on the bed and began licking her breasts and then 
suckled her. I ran my hands lightly all over her. She 
was cumming constantly now, without interruption. I 
licked lower, over her abdomen and then around her 
mons. I caressed her thighs and reached beneath the 
lightly cup and squeeze her ass. Her buttocks wee in 
constant spasm as she came. 

I leaned farther and she grabbed my hair and forced my 
mouth down to her clitoris. As she kept grinding her 
cunt on the dildo, I sucked her clit carefully into my 
lips and began lightly running my tongue around -- but 
as fast as I could: swirling. I wrapped my arms around 
her slim hips and grabbed her ass and bore her back 
down to the bed.

"YES!" she screamed suddenly, loud enough to scare the 
neighbor's dog into barking. Her body began writhing, 
serpentine, beneath me. She wrapped her arms around my 
waist and pulled herself to me so tightly, I thought 
one of us was going to break. Her mouth was against my 
abdomen and I felt her screaming nonstop against me as 
she came.

She came harder and harder and then, abruptly, went 
silent. Her hips hunched and then relaxed and she fell 
shiveringly limp. The dildo was pushed ever so slowly 
out of her cunt, followed by an enormous accumulation 
of Elly juices that seemed to pour out of her. Even as 
I rolled away, hearing her panting slow, she shuddered 
and came again.

I sat up with my back to the wall and looked at her. 
Elly's body continued, slowly, to shake with pleasure, 
as if echoes of the orgasms were still bouncing around 
in there. The flush was just beginning to fade from her 
chest. 

I stretched out beside her and took her into my arms. 
The bedside clock said noon. I nestled her, spoon-
fashion, against me and kiss the side of her neck. She 
smiled in her sleep. I smiled back, anyhow. When she 
woke I would tell her that she had helped me realize a 
fantasy I've had since I was eighteen: To be with a 
woman and help her cum so hard and so much that she 
passes out from the sheer pleasure of it.

Forty-five minutes later, I was awakened by the sound 
of the shower running. I donned the ratty old robe, 
creaked out of the bedroom and knocked. 

"Come on in!" I heard her drawing the curtain.

She had drawn it open. Elly stood there with her hair 
in the incredibly stupid pink shower cap I keep for 
guests, with water sluicing off her incredible little 
body. I had great fun watching her use the Ivory Soap 
on the astonishing curves, and my cock had even more 
fun in mind. She spotted the growth and her eyes half-
closed and her nipples began to swell. Her hands dipped 
between her legs and started moving, then withdrew. I 
started to pull off the robe.

"Don't," she said softly. "I have to get going."

"Don't you want me anymore?"

She grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. I slid 
a finger deep inside her. The hot moisture in there 
wasn't from any shower. "Desperately," she said softly, 
putting a kiss on beard and pushing my hand away from 
her cunt. "But I have to run some errands and do some 
housekeeping."

"Still think of yourself as a slut?" I whispered.

She laughed and straightened, completing her rinsing. 
As I watched her towel herself dry, she said, "Right 
now? No. But when I want to, I'll be a slut, all right. 
Like before." She shook her head in amazement and 
wrapped the towel around herself. "I never would have 
imagined I could ever cum so much! I actually passed 
out from it!"

I walked her to the bedroom and watched her dress while 
I told her about the fantasy.

"That's the kind of fantasy I would've thought you had, 
David." She was wearing her jeans and had her bra on, 
but not clasped. She leaned up to kiss my chin. "It's 
too bad that once you do something, it can't be a 
fantasy anymore."

"Naaaah. I'd like to do it again -- lots."

"Really?"

"You betcha."

"Me, too. The same goes for my fantasy."

I frowned as she hooked the bra and reached for her 
plum-colored blouse. "What's that?"

"The one I've had since I was sixteen -- about you."

"I'm ready."

She gave my stiff dick a squeeze. "So I noticed." She 
buttoned her blouse, saying, "And I've had other 
fantasies, but I've always suppressed them."

"I'd love to hear them."

"I'll tell you mine if you'll tell me yours -- that is, 
if you've got any left."

"Don't worry. I've one or two left, maybe even three."

She cocked an eyebrow at me. "`Lezzy Bitch' was it? How 
many of those books did you write?"

I made a face. She laughed as she bent limberly and 
straight-legged -- as if to taunt me with her body -- 
to pull on her sandals. She straightened and said, "You 
know, I really would like to see that book."

"'Lezzy Bitch'?"

"No, the one on the shelf -- `Fear of Flying'." 

We went into the living room. She retrieved her handbag 
(which is what they call a canvas steamer trunk with a 
strap on it) and I gave her the book.

At the door, I asked, "Can I count on getting this book 
back?"

"Hand-delivered," she said and started down the stairs. 
She waved from the third-floor landing.

END

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