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The Dinner
by DolceVie (dolce_vie@yahoo.com)
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A couple try the ben-wah experience to enhance their new
love life. (MF, toys, oral, rom)
***
John and Marsha had been seeing each other for about two
months. They had met on the Internet. A mutual friend
had gotten them together in a chat room. Immediately,
they hit it off and had chatted privately for several
weeks with intense passion, sharing their wildest
fantasies.
When they finally to meet in real life, it went from
'love at first byte' to 'love at first sight.' Their
fantasies became realities. This is a story of just one
of their realities.
While John and Marsha were getting ready to go out for a
romantic dinner, John instructed Marsha on what to wear.
Marsha was instructed to wear a nice skirt, knee length,
long sleeve silk blouse, bra, stockings and garter and
3" heels. Nothing else. Marsha was eager to comply,
knowing John had something specially erotic in mind.
As they were getting ready to leave, John inspected
Marsha's outfit and approved. He said, "I have something
special for you to wear tonight" and held her loosely
and kissed her softly. He then removed from his jacket a
box and showed it to her. It looked like a tall bracelet
box, covered with cloth in an oriental design.
John opened the box toward Marsha to reveal its
contents. It was a pair of silver balls about 1 1/2-
inces in diameter.
Marsha looked both surprised and puzzled. "What are
they? What are they for?"
"They're Ben-Wah balls," John replied. "They're used to
heighten your sensitivity. Let me show you."
John took one in his hand and shook it. It rang like a
bell. "They are hollow inside with another ball inside
and when you shake them, they ring and vibrate. Watch
what happens when you use two!"
John took the other one out of the box and bumped the
two together. They both rang and vibrated.
"How are they used?" Marsha asked, fascination and
delight showing in her widened eyes and voice as she
spoke.
"Let me show you," John said. "Lift up your skirt and
step apart."
Marsha hesitated just a moment. Her hesitation was from
anticipation and excitement rather than unease. She
trusted John completely and knew that only good would
coming from him. Just what that 'good' was, was yet to
be determined!
She took a step to the side with her right foot,
separating her feet about 18-inches. She then bent
forward just a bit and grabbed the sides of her skirt
about halfway down her thighs. As she stood up, lifting
her skirt, she also began rolling the skirt in her
hands. She stopped as the hem of her skirt was just
below her crotch. She knew where the edge of her skirt
was without looking.
"A little higher," John said.
Marsha shyly tilted her head to the side a bit and with
a little smirk, pulled her skirt up just a bit more,
exposing her crotch to John.
John stepped toward her and reached down and very
lightly ran his fingers through her hair. Then he
increased the pressure on his fingers, gently rubbing
her lips along their length. Marsha pushed her hips into
his hand ever so slightly. John felt this and responded
by pushing his fingers between her lips.
He was not surprised, but he was definitely excited, to
feel her wetness. Marsha blushed even though she was
very pleased at herself and his reaction. John found her
clit and slowly encircled it with one wet fingertip.
Marsha swooned.
When John felt she was ready, he took one of the ben-wah
balls, positioned it between her swollen wet lips and
massaged her lips and clit with the ball.
Marsha was taken aback by the ball's coldness, but that
was short lived as it warmed quickly. She eagerly moved
her hips into John's motions. John then positioned the
ben-wah ball at her very lubricated opening and pushed
it inside her.
Marsha gasped with both the sudden intrusion and with
the pleasure of that same intrusion! John held her lips
together and massaged them and her entire crotch. Marsha
ground her hips into his hand, eyes closed, savoring the
moment, going to heaven. But before she could get too
absorbed, he took the other ball and placed it between
her lips and quickly inserted it into her, banging into
the prior ball setting off a tiny vibration that almost
made Marsha's legs buckle with delight.
Marsha ground hard into John's hand, swaying her hips.
He inserted two fingers into her and bumped the balls
together inside her. Her legs were quivering. John went
a step further and began playing with her clit. When her
breathing got ragged, he stopped!
Marsha squealed, "No!"
"It's time to go to dinner," John said as he pulled her
skirt down from her hands and moved to go.
Marsha almost screamed, "How can you do this to me?"
Noting John was also excited from the bulge in his
pants. She was really thinking, "How can he be so
restrained?"
"I can't go like this!" Marsha gasped.
"Why not?" John asked.
Marsha was thinking ahead, "Because they won't stay in,"
she replied.
John thought about it for a second and left the room. He
returned with a pair of Marsha's thong panties. "Here,
wear these."
Marsha took them from him, and thought for a minute and
carefully bent over and put them on, pulling them up
awkwardly under her skirt. She lifted her skirt enough
that John could see the glistening of her upper thighs.
She wiggled her lower half testing her new toys.
Apparently pleased, she stood tall and looked at John
askew, "Okay, let's go."
John smiled to himself as he was pleased with his
pleasing her. But John was not through. "There are
rules," he said.
Marsha reacted in a defiant shock, "What rules?!"
John replied, "You may not cross your legs, you must
keep your knees apart and you can't touch yourself."
Marsha looked at him, squinting and clinching her teeth
as if to say, "You bastard!" But she said nothing.
John got Marsha's coat and helped her on with it, then
put his on.
As they were walking out to the car, John definitely
noticed Marsha's little waddle as she strained to hold
the ben-wah balls inside. When John opened the car door
for her, she took it very slowly getting in.
On the drive to the restaurant, Marsha wiggled her
bottom into the seat and appeared to be massaging
herself by swaying her legs. When her knees got too
close together, John would reach over and pull her left
knee from the right. "Remember, keep your knees apart!"
Other than a few stolen glances, the drive was
uneventful.
When they arrived at the restaurant, John got out to
open the car door. Marsha took a few seconds to begin
her exit. She seemed to be trying to find the most
efficient way to get out of the car without pulling or
straining in such a way as to push the balls out of her.
She walked even more gingerly from the parking lot to
the restaurant door. She was walking in small steps,
knees together. Then she noticed the entrance to the
restaurant!
She had a horrified look when she saw the three steps
she would have to climb to the entrance. John saw her
horror. He stopped at the first step and held her hand
for support and she very, very slowly took each step,
pausing in preparation for the next. John was also
puzzled at what her caution was about. He figured there
would be no problem with the balls falling out with her
panties, even as wet as he knew she was.
Once inside the restaurant, Marsha seemed to walk a
little more toward the normal, but still carefully.
It was a French restaurant, very romantic setting. The
lights were dim, but not so dark that you could not see
each other or the food. They ordered cocktails and
sipped as they gazed at each other while they waited for
their dinner order. Marsha kept looking around the room
as if she was embarrassed because everyone in the room
knew her little secret.
During dinner, Marsha would give a little wiggle in her
seat as if to adjust herself. When her face went flush
and her body quivered almost imperceptibly, she let out
a sound that was a cross between a moan and a hiccup,
John knew what had happened! She had cum. Not the 'big
one' but one to make her want more.
John knew she could not continue this without reaching a
point where she would be screaming for total release. He
would lean forward in his chair slightly, look her in
the eyes and softly tell her to relax. Marsha's response
was a 'yeah! right!' look. John estimated Marsha had cum
at least five times during the entire period.
After the meal was finished and it was time to go,
Marsha kind of just sat there, not wanting to get up.
John smiled at her, imagining a puddle in her seat as he
stood up and walked to her and offered his hand. He
helped her get up. Her rise was slow and deliberate. She
was flush, with a silly grin on her face.
Well, if the other people she imagined knew her secret,
didn't, they did now! Her pleasure was written all over
her face! Her walk to the exit was slow and careful.
John was getting excited watching her (and a bit jealous
that he was not directly producing her pleasure). But,
at the top of those three giant steps, panic grew on her
face! John took the down step and she held his hand very
tight as she maneuvered to get down the steps without
separating her legs.
As Marsha was getting into the car seat she let out a
little "Oops!"
John was puzzled, "What?"
Marsha gave a sheepish upward glance and said, "One just
fell out!"
John was stunned. He looked around and saw her ben-wah
ball on the car floor mat. He just got a tissue from the
door pocket, wrapped the ball in it and placed it in his
pocket. He got in the car.
As soon as John sat down and closed the door, he leaned
over to Marsha and kissed her passionately, at the same
time, running his hand up her inner thigh. Marsha was
wet, very wet! She was so wet it was running down her
thighs. John's cock became instantly hard, no wonder it
fell out, he thought.
John reached over and inserted his fingers inside her
and played with her clit with his thumb. Marsha tilted
her head back and moaned with pleasure. John withdrew
his hand and raised it to Marsha's lips. She kissed his
fingers and gave a quick lick.
As he drove away, John slapped her leg and she quickly
separated her knees.
Marsha seemed a little less cautious getting out of the
car and walking up to the house. Once inside, she ripped
off her coat and wrapped her arms around John, kissing
him with al her passion. John returned her passion. He
held her tight, then started caressing everywhere he
could reach, squeezing her bottom while lifting up to
him that way.
After what seemed like hours, they separated and John
bent her forward over the back of the couch. He lifted
her skirt to her waist, exposing her bare, up thrust
bottom. He quickly removed her panties. John's cock was
straining against his pants and straining for release.
He knew he had to contain himself in order to further
Marsha's pleasure.
He roughly grabbed and caressed her bottom cheeks as he
buried his face between her now widespread legs. He
kissed and licked and bit at the most sensitive parts of
her inner thighs. She squirmed in delight. She moaned
loudly. He began licking her lips. He spread her lips
with his fingers and sucked and nibbled on her clit. His
face was covered in her love juices.
John stood up, unable to hold back any longer, lowered
his pants and pushed his cocked slowly into her. She
accepted him gladly, screaming with delight, raising her
hips as best she could to meet him. He grabbed her hips
for leverage and pulled her back onto him as he rammed
his cock deep inside her.
Marsha let out a loud gasp! John also let out a loud
gasp as his thrust was stopped short by the hard steel
ball still inside her. He had forgotten about that! He
withdrew from her, she begged for more, not realizing
what had happened. John used two fingers and reached
inside her to remove the ball. It was a slippery affair,
but he got it out! He again stood at Marsha with his
cock ready to enter her.
He rammed into her as deep as he could. Marsha screamed
with delight. She was past ready! As soon as John
started pumping Marsha's breathing became heavy and her
body shaking and quivering. John was ready and exploded
inside her, filling her with his manly cum. His body
jerked again and again as his life force jetted deep
into her, again and again as she clasped his buttocks
with her greedy hands, pulling him into her with each
thrust.
Finally, they both collapsed, both sated, John still
inside. After what some time, John pulled up Marsha to
standing. He just held her there for a minute. He slowly
slipped out of her and walked her to the bedroom.
John helped her undress and they lay on the bed
together, holding each other, not wanting to let go, to
lose the sensations of their warm bodies touching. John
pulled away slightly and gave a little attention to her
neglected breasts. He kissed and sucked a bit on each
nipple, then returned to holding her in a loving
embrace.
They both fell asleep, fully sated and happy with their
dinner date.
END
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