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Lindsey - 1
by Tunefulbob (tunefulbob@yahoo.com)
***
This is a true story about my relationship with an
extraordinary woman, whose real name might or might
not be Lindsey. It's been my good fortune to have had
several long-term relationships with women who were
wonderfully sexy – but Lindsey is in a different
league from them, a league where passion and intensity
reach levels that were beyond my wildest fantasies.
(MF, anal, fist, toys, rom)
***
Author Note: This is the first chapter of a true story
of an intensely erotic love affair, with a wide
variety of sexual activities.
***
Introduction
This is a true story about my relationship with an
extraordinary woman, whose real name might or might
not be Lindsey. It's been my good fortune to have had
several long-term relationships with women who were
wonderfully sexy – but Lindsey is in a different
league from them, a league where passion and intensity
reach levels that were beyond my wildest fantasies.
Sooner or later, this story will include everything
that has happened between Lindsey and me, right up to
the present, from the quiet beginnings of our
relationship to the current stage of our passionate
lovemaking, including anal sex, fisting, insertion of
a large vibrator into her pussy while my cock is in
her ass, and penetration of her pussy by both my cock
and the vibrator at the same time. But this story will
not be told in the fashion that Aristotle described as
ab ovo (from the egg). It won't start at the beginning
and proceed in linear fashion. Instead, it will follow
the sequence of my memory.
To give you an early taste of what Lindsey is like,
here is an email she sent me recently:
My dearest Bob,
I'm finding it very, very hard to concentrate today.
It seems as if all I can think about is having your
cock deep, deep inside me. Thrusting in and out or
sliding so smoothly that I want to cry out. Or lying
next to you with your cock hard and pressing up
against me while your fingers play with my pussy
getting it all warm and wet. It feels so good when you
touch me so gently. Softly playing with my clit and
then putting your finger just inside and sliding it in
circles. It makes me wet and so very horny just
thinking about it.
I loved having your cock so hard and swollen in my
mouth yesterday and the feel of you coming and coming
into my mouth, you tasted so good. I think I just came
a little thinking about it.
I would love to be straddling you right now,
pantiless. Right now I am so wet just thinking about
you. Opening your pants and freeing your cock so that
I could look at it and touch it and then slowly, so
slowly slide on to it and have you fill me up so
completely that I have an orgasm almost immediately
trying very hard not to get any of my juicy wetness on
your pants.
I want you to put my nipples in your mouth and have
you suck on them and bite them just hard enough but
not too hard, causing such ache and desire all the way
down through my stomach and into my pussy.
I want you to kiss my pussy and play with it with your
tongue and gently suck and kiss my clit. And then I
want to taste myself in your mouth as you kiss me deep
and hard.
I want you kissing my neck as I wrap myself around
you. I want your face between my breasts while your
cock is deep inside me and I will move slowly up and
down while my clit slides against your belly and then
move a bit faster and harder until both our bodies are
quivering with the excitement of exploding with each
other. I love the feel of when your cock releases into
me, emptying your balls, I can feel it pulsate and it
excites me so much that I come at the same time,
squeezing your cock with my pussy. I'm about to start
playing with myself right now so I better stop.
I can't wait until we're together again. To think that
we will have to wait all the way until Monday. It
hardly seems possible. I wish I could steal you today
after work but I have to go home because I have to
pick Jake up from dropping off his car and I have a
meeting after work tomorrow or I would beg you to meet
me and then to fuck me. Your schedule is probably busy
as well. I'm looking forward to Monday.
I'm sorry. I said I was going to stop and this wasn't
very ladylike to begin with but to be honest with you,
every time I look at you I am filled with overwhelming
love and desire and just the thought of you causes
uncontrollable and delightful, intoxicating thoughts.
L
Chapter One
My mind is filled with the memory of the first time I
was able to push my entire hand into the inner cavity
of her vagina. My glove size is large, to accommodate
the breadth of my hand across the knuckles, though my
fingers are rather slender. For some time, our love
play had included the insertion of all four fingers
plus my thumb into Lindsey's pussy; but the ring of
bone around the top of her outer chamber had stopped
me from pushing my whole hand into her inner sanctum.
But on this day, with the help of KY, my hand suddenly
pushed past that ring of bone so that it was buried in
her to a point past my wrist. She yelped, and the
pulsing of her pussy and quivering of her legs told me
that the orgasm she was experiencing was especially
strong.
I curled my fingers into a fist, then rotated my fist
inside of her and felt both the pulsing and the
quivering increase in speed and strength. My knuckles
were pushing against her cervix, which made her moan
loudly and seemed to give her great pleasure. Somehow,
I could feel her mixture of pleasure and pain, and
experience with her the sensation of the endorphins
flooding her brain.
Her reactions, and my sensations of how it felt for
her, transfixed me, excited me, enthralled me. After a
few moments, the pulsing and the quivering stopped and
she pushed her hand against my shoulder, which I took
as a signal to pull most of my hand out of her pussy –
she grabbed my arm before I pulled it all the way out.
So I rotated my fingers and thumb within her outer
chamber, sliding them in and out a little, catching
her clit and dragging it into the opening – and she
started to come hard again. And then she raised her
hips off of the bed, grabbed my forearm and pulled my
hand into her, urging me to stretch her inner chamber
again.
I was happy to oblige, and again pushed my whole hand
into her, again causing her to yelp in mixed pleasure
and pain, again curled my fingers into a fist, again
rotated my fist within her, all the while pushing it
against her cervix. And again her pussy pulsed, her
legs quivered and she moaned loudly with the intensity
of her orgasm. We repeated this sequence four or five
times, then I pulled my hand out of her, thrust my
cock into her hard and was astonished to hear her yelp
with the same cry of pleasure and then to feel her
squeezing my cock with her pussy as she came, though
my cock is markedly smaller than my fist.
I had expected that her pussy would be stretched out
so that, at least temporarily, I wouldn't feel the
tightness around my cock that creates such delightful
sensations for me. My cock spasmed with a limited
orgasm, without ejaculation. Lindsey felt my cock
pulsing within her and started another long and hard
orgasm, with her pussy pulsing in what seemed to be
the same rhythm as my cock.
Let me take a moment to describe my darling, my
beloved Lindsey. She is of medium height, with light
brown hair, cut to medium length, and blue eyes. She
has an athletic build, lithe, graceful and strong,
with large breasts and slim hips. Her face is lovely,
with intelligence and good humor gleaming from her
eyes.
She is old enough to have two daughters in their late
teens, yet she looks no older than her early thirties.
When I tell her she is beautiful, she laughs it off
and tells me I am biased. Yet I remember the first
time I saw her, walking in the middle of a small group
of women. Lindsey immediately caught my eyes, looking
sexy and lovely, someone special. The situation
reminded me of the song – "I took one look at you,
that's all I had to do; then all at once my heart
stood still."
It was months after that before I had a conversation
with her – and was able to confirm that her
intelligence and charm were as striking as her beauty.
Talking with her was instantly easy, as if we'd known
each other for a very long time. I had been sort of
provisionally in love with her since the moment I saw
her; my real and abiding love for her dates from that
first conversation.
We occasionally had lunch together. And then we
started meeting for glasses of wine after work. It
wasn't long before we began capping off our glasses of
wine with more intimate conversations and sessions of
intense making out in one of our cars. My desire for
her was practically uncontrollable. It took all my
self-control to keep myself from pushing her hard to
embark on a sexual relationship. Both of us were in
marriages that lacked passion and romance; but it was
hard for her to go against every rule about marriage
and relationships that she had ever held.
One evening, in her car, our making out got especially
intense. She had allowed me to unclasp her bra and to
caress, kiss and lightly nibble on her lovely, dense
breasts. While my mouth was occupied with her breasts,
I moved my hand to her tummy and caressed her there,
then gradually to the tops, then the insides of her
thighs, about halfway up from her knees.
She was wearing pants with a belt. When I began to
unbuckle her belt, she put her hand on mine to stop
me, but then relented, and placed her hand on my neck,
holding my mouth to her breast. I loosened her belt,
undid the clasp at her waist and pulled the zipper
down. I eased my hand under the elastic of her panties
and found the spot where her external pussy lips
covered her clit.
Without inserting my fingers, I began caressing her
clit through the layers of her skin, squeezing her
pussy lips together between two fingers. My reward was
a gasp of pleasure that came unbidden from her. Only
then did I slide one finger, then two, between her
external labia, savoring the feel of the creamy
slickness within. I slid my fingers up and down,
lightly caressing her inner labia and her hooded clit.
She began to moan and to breathe heavily – it was
clear that she was close to coming.
Suddenly, she began pulling at my belt, undoing it,
then opening my fly and pulling out my fully erect
cock. She slid down so that her pussy was beyond my
reach, and then engulfed my cock with her sweet mouth,
while grasping the base of it with one hand. She began
pumping up and down with her mouth and her hand. It
wasn't long before I exploded in her mouth, pumping
spurt after spurt into her, perhaps a dozen or more.
She swallowed it all and held her mouth on my cock
until it stopped pumping and began to soften.
We kissed, open-mouthed. I couldn't taste any of my
semen because she had swallowed it all completely. I
said to her, "You did that because you were about to
come, didn't you?"
She smiled, and said, "Yes. I'm not ready for that
yet."
"Okay – you're ready to suck my cock but not ready for
me to make you come. I'm not sure I really understand
that."
But I actually did understand. Letting me make her
come was a kind of surrender that she wasn't prepared
to offer yet.
But there did come a day, months after we first
kissed, and weeks after the marvelous encounter of my
cock with her sweet mouth, when she agreed that she
did want to try making love with me. We drove to a
motel, and melted into each other's arms when we
finally were alone in the rented room.
I was uncertain about how it would be for her. She had
told me that she was capable of having multiple
orgasms – but had also said that she had a hard time
coming at all. I was hoping I could make her come at
least once this first time that we were together – and
was counting on having my skills as a lover at their
peak on this special occasion. In the interest of
saving time later in this narrative, let me mention
some of those skills here: an ability to refrain from
coming for long periods of time, a limited ability to
come without ejaculating, which allows me to remain
hard, and a limited ability to remain hard even after
ejaculating so much that my balls are quite drained of
all semen. (Those limited abilities have extended and
improved over the two years that Lindsey and I have
been lovers.)
Returning to that motel room, where Lindsey was alone
with me in a safe, secluded place for the first time:
we kissed passionately and caressed each other through
our clothes for what was probably a couple of minutes.
Then we began undressing as fast as we could – Lindsey
was much faster than I was – and we climbed into bed.
Now I was able to caress every part of her lovely,
lithe body – and I took advantage of the opportunity,
savoring the feel of her soft, smooth skin and the
shape of the lovely curves on her body and her legs.
Then I put my mouth over one of her nipples and began
to suck it hard, as she had taught me that she enjoyed
so much.
I took her nipple gently between my teeth and pressed
them together and was rewarded with a sigh of pleasure
from her sweet mouth. At the same time, I took her
other nipple between a thumb and forefinger and
squeezed it hard, just the way she liked. After a
moment, I slid my hand in a long caress down over her
tummy and then around to cup and squeeze one cheek of
her firm, shapely ass, and then reached further around
her to give the other cheek the same treatment.
Lindsey was sighing and softly moaning throughout,
while holding my face against her breasts while I
alternately sucked and lightly chewed on one and then
the other. While I was caressing her ass, Lindsey
moved her hand down to my cock, which was so stiff and
hard that it was lightly pulsing in time to the rapid
beating of my heart. She made pulling motions on my
cock, signifying perhaps her impatience to have it
penetrate her pussy. But my plans of making her come
involved making her wait a while longer, perhaps
beyond the point that she might feel she could stand.
I began caressing her thighs – tops, sides and backs
in sequence, then lightly touched the insides of her
thighs, about halfway down, and stroked softly
downward toward her knees. There my hand lingered,
just above her knees, on the insides, alternating
between caressing each of her thighs in turn. The
shape and the firmness of her thighs are so delightful
that merely touching her in this way gave me immense
pleasure.
After a minute or two of such an enjoyable prelude, I
began to move my had along the insides of her thighs,
first on one then on the other, and then began
caressing the insides of the tops of her thighs, just
next to but not quite touching her pussy, again first
on one side and then on the other. On the third or
fourth pass from one side to the other, my fingers
brushed against her pussy lips. Then on the next pass,
they lingered lightly there for just a moment before
moving back to her thigh.
Lindsey was writhing with anticipation and desire and
all the while was pumping her hand up and down on my
cock, urging me to get through these preliminaries
more speedily. Finally, after teasing her beyond
bearing, perhaps, I inserted two fingers between her
outer pussy lips and slid them up to her clit. A
circular motion of my fingers against her partly-
hooded clit, lightly, lightly, elicited a soft moan
from Lindsey, something that was intensely rewarding
to me.
After a few more moments of pussy play, caressing her
inner lips, inserting two fingers inside her pussy up
to a couple of inches, exploring the slick entrance
where I expected to experience even more gratification
in a very short time, I rolled over on top of her and
between her thighs, placed the tip of my cock just
inside her pussy lips, and began rhythmically
inserting and almost withdrawing about an inch of my
cock into her pleasure chamber.
Lindsey wrapped her arms around my ass and her legs
around my legs and began trying to pull my cock
further into her pussy. But I wasn't finished teasing
her quite yet, and continued with my insertions and
partial withdrawals, gradually increasing the
insertion to perhaps three inches. Then I paused for a
moment at a point of near-withdrawal – and finally
plunged my full seven-inch length into her, reaching
for the furthest point of the interior of her pussy.
This sudden insertion of the full length of my shaft
elicited a somewhat deeper but still soft moan from
Lindsey, followed by a sequence of panting and soft
moaning that she kept up for the whole time that my
cock was in her pussy. At first, I maintained my
insertion to its fullest extent, moving my cock from
side to side within her, pressing my body firmly
against her clit, then rotating my body against and
around her clit.
After a few moments of this, I began partly
withdrawing and then pounding into her rapidly and
repeatedly. Then I pressed my cock firmly into her to
its full length again, exploring the interior of her
pussy. From time to time, I felt the tip of my cock
run up hard against a slight protuberance at the
fullest depth of Lindsey's pussy. I thought this must
be her cervix – but she didn't seem to experience any
discomfort, and perhaps even intensified her moaning
and panting, so I began to seek that spot out for
repeated bumps with the tip of my cock.
For a long time, I alternated hard pounding into
Lindsey's pussy with times when I pressed my cock into
her depths while pressing my body against her clit. I
deliberately held off on coming, in order to try to
make sure that Lindsey came. (If I told you how long
this went on, you would think I was lying – so let's
just say it was a long time.)
Throughout this entire long time, Lindsey kept moaning
and panting continuously. So it seemed pretty obvious
that she hadn't come. I was beginning to be exhausted
from my efforts as well as somewhat disappointed and
discouraged, so I decided to build up to an orgasm
myself and then to postpone further attempts to bring
Lindsey off to another occasion.
The wonderful part for me was that I really was
extremely turned on by Lindsey's beauty and the sexy
way that she was moving while I varied the ways that I
was thrusting into her. So coming for me was just a
matter of loosening the tightness in my groin that I
use to control my orgasms. It wasn't long before I
began to spurt into her, continuing my thrusting in
and out in time to the pulsing of my cock. When my
spasms and spurts were over, I began to slow down my
pace, and then stopped, with my cock pushed deep
inside of her and still fairly hard. Her panting and
moaning also slowed and then stopped.
With what seemed to be the last of my strength, I
rolled over, pulling Lindsey on top of me without
withdrawing my flagging cock. "My darling," I said,
"I'm sorry you didn't come, though it seemed like you
were about to the whole time."
She laughed and said, "Bob! I started coming the
moment you thrust deep into me – and I never really
stopped until just now. That was the most amazing
experience I've ever had!"
"I wish I'd known that, Lindsey – though I might have
stopped sooner. You really wore me out!"
She laughed again, delightedly, "I'm very sorry you
didn't know, and sorry you're worn out – but I'm very
glad you didn't stop!"
That day has lived on in my memory as the start of the
most beautiful period of my entire life.
***
Postscript to Chapter One – When Lindsey read this
first installment of our story, she wrote the
following in an email message to me ("little bob" is
her nickname for her vibrator: "I read the 1st chapter
then spent about 5 -10 minutes with little bob and had
3 orgasms.
I still vividly remember the tantalizing torture you
put me through, your hands on my thighs and skimming
over my pussy and your fingers teasing. When you put
the tip of your cock in, teasing and then entering me,
it was like an explosion of my senses, everything
stopped and blurred, my insides constricted and seized
in ecstasy and then released making the universe a
vast and glorious new realm to me and it didn't stop
until you did. Sorry for your exhaustion."
To be continued?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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