Gradually he began to speed up, as the room seemed to become hotter. Using his hands skilfully he tweaked & toyed with Marina's nipples, so that they again became more pronounced, while the woman beneath him said nothing but couldn't prevent the occasional whimper, gasp or moan, which sounded like music to his ears. He suddenly decided that Marina should have another orgasm. He was very close to one himself but wished to save it until he penetrated her bottom. Having the butt plug in place meant that Marina felt tighter than usual & he chose to withdraw at this point, only to quickly dive between the lady's thighs & apply his tongue & teeth where they would be most effective. Then he knelt up so that both of his arms could go under her legs & he brought them up so as to raise her sex to his mouth. Marina experienced the lower half of her torso & legs now being lifted off the bed, as the man focussed on his lover's clitoris, to the extent that Marina now emitted a combination of high-pitched whines & guttural sounds & could no longer hold back. She orgasmed with a cry as her sensitivity went past the point of no return. When the stranger touched her most intimate spot, Mariana instinctively brought her hands down to cover herself & push his fingers away. "No, no, too sensitive," she managed to tell him. He knew that the time was now right for the next stage of his plan & so he carefully turned Marina over, so that she was lying on her belly. She had no doubt about what was to come next.
"Now I'm just going to put the pillows underneath you, while I have a think," the man informed her, reverting to his previous way of telling Marina what he was about to do. However odd or outrageous his requirements had been, he always described them in a calm & clear voice, before proceeding. So it was that he gathered the pillows, placed them as he'd announced but he didn't leave Marina in such a relaxed position for long. He realised that the target of his penetration would certainly be more achievable if Marina's rump was conveniently situated so as to be much higher than her head. Quickly he re-arranged Marina so that her head & elbows were resting on a pillow, while her hindquarters were raised, with her legs in a kneeling position. This sight was so pleasing to him, that the stranger couldn't help but stare, as he himself knelt behind that shapely posterior, for what seemed to be an age to Marina, the woman who had to wait in trepidation for the removal of a metal plug from her rectum. "Try to relax," the man said, in what he considered to be a soothing voice. He took the opportunity to cover his cock with a generous helping of lubricant. Without another word, he seized the jewelled stopper & pulled. "Aieee," screamed his lover, as the object stretched her anal muscles to their limits. Rapidly discarding the butt plug, the man positioned his erection next to Marina's newly opened anal passage & inserted the tip of his penis inside before it had time to fully tighten up. Now it was his turn to experience some pain, as he endeavoured to force his way deeper into the narrow orifice. It felt as though the skin of his engorged member was being pulled back much too tightly along its' whole length & he grunted & groaned through gritted teeth. Happily, for the securely connected couple, there was enough lubrication to ensure that this sensation felt more serious than it really was.
Gradually, as the couple became more relaxed, both found that their movements were easier. Firmly gripping Marina's haunches, the man began to penetrate more deeply, although he made his thrusts slowly, not being accustomed to the all-enveloping tightness surrounding his stiff member. Thinking as he pushed, he made certain to occasionally flick the tip of Marina's clitoris, with idea of keeping her on the brink, while for her part, the lady in question was not finding the experience unpleasant. She had rarely felt so completely full, though in a novel way & was being continuously stimulated, which caused her to moan, each time she felt his probing fingers diligently applied to their task. They continued in this manner, increasing in speed & intensity until, inevitably there came a point where Marina's lover could hold back no longer. He uttered a guttural cry, which he was unable to prevent, as all the powerful eroticism of the day's events seized his mind & his penis at once, to produce an erupting torrent of his seed directly into Marina. Again & again, he surged forwards, each time accompanied with the incoherent sound of his voice ringing around the bedroom.
Finally he withdrew with a heave & a sigh. He lay down next to his lover. Marina & the man were both hot & sticky from their exertions & there suddenly seemed to be very little air in the room. It was as though a haze had descended. "That was fantastic," he said, "you re an amazing woman. I need to know if you enjoyed it. I didn't think you came that time." "I did," answered Marina "I just wasn't as vocal as you." "Good," stated the stranger, "I wanted you to find pleasure in the arms of someone unknown & I think that was your husband's intention. After all, variety is the spice of life & all that. I'm very tempted to stay & recuperate enough to make love again. I just can't get enough of you. I wish you belonged to me. You don't......... no, never mind. Diverting though the time spent with the man had been, Marina began to hope for her husband's return. She wanted to hear exactly what he thought he was doing sending a stranger to become her lover for an afternoon, without even consulting her. Did he think this was one of her fantasies?
Marina's thoughts were interrupted as the stranger, somewhat awkwardly, began to speak. "For most of our time here I've told you what I was going to do before I did it, so now I'm going to kiss you, then free your hands." So it was that Marina found herself on the receiving end of a long & passionate kiss, before finally recovering her complete freedom of movement. "What we had today was special," the man said softly, almost whispering into his bed companion's ear. "If this never ended, I would have been happy. I don't want you to decide anything right at this minute but I'm going to leave you my phone number." As he spoke, the man was dressing. "There's no pressure. If you decide you never want to see me again, I'll quite understand but I want you to know how things are, rather than just quickly leave. Even if you just want someone to talk to, I'll be there." He was looking for a pen or pencil, without success, until Marina took a notepad & pencil from the opposite bedside drawer & handed them to him. "Thank you," he said & wrote down his number before giving the items back to the extraordinary woman with a sigh. He didn't know whether to take her willingness to facilitate his intention as a positive sign, or if she just wanted him gone. "My name? That's something I'll tell you if we ever meet again." Then he was gone.
Greg Cevelin
2022-11-26 23:58:27 +0000 UTC