1 comments/ 8394 views/ 3 favorites I am a Wanker Ch. 01 By: robin35 "Hi my name is Roger and I want to tell you about my sexual life." "First of all let me describe myself. I am 47 years of age. I am 6ft tall with blue eyes and I am told I have broad shoulders and a taut butt. I live alone now although I have been married and have two grown up children. I used to work in the field of medicine but now I am retired on medical grounds and now I spend my days trying to write a novel although it is not that good." "I was born to a single woman who had an affair with a married man who then made her pregnant but would not leave his wife and children so my mother put me up for adoption. I spent some time with a children's home until I was picked up by a couple who wanted a boy to be company to their older son. I was taken to their home and immediately put with this young boy. I obviously do not remember too much about these early years but as I began to grow up I realised that my elder brother did not like me in fact he loathed me and to this day we just about manage a hello to one another." "The family grew over the years. My parents were both adopter's and foster parents and at times we had up to 14 children in the house but this eventually settled down to six of us. Three boys and three girls. Three that my parents had nurtured themselves and three that they had adopted. It was always a busy house with children both family and friends always coming and going and there was never a quiet place." "My parents were very religious and very strict and my father was very competitive. As regards religion I loathed it. It was forced down my throat and I could not wait for the day when I could leave the church and turn my back on it forever. To me it was full of hypocrites who only paid homage to the church so that they could maintain their place in society and feel good that when they handed over their money thinking that they were helping the poor when in fact they were lining the pocket of the vicar." "Nothing out of the norm was allowed. If you did not eat your food at mealtime it was put in the fridge and then warmed up for the next meal. If you swore you had your mouth washed out with soap and made to wear a sign round your head telling people that you had sworn. I could not live like this as I was a very quiet child." "Discipline was paramount in the house. If you stepped out of line you were physically beaten with whatever my parents could find to hand. I have been hit by a wooden coat hanger, a police truncheon, a cane rod and even a cricket stump. Eventually I became numb to the pain that was afflicted on me and I would just lie there and take the punishment." "I was also not competitive at all. My brothers were highly skilled sportsmen and went on to represent their countries in several sports as youngsters. I was just a player. I played for all the first teams at school but in the positions that no-one else wanted. I was the goalkeeper in soccer and the winger in rugby. I was put in the positions where people thought I could do least harm. My parents were that competitive that they put us in for annual IQ tests and much to my family's disgust I always came out on top." "I may not have been the most competitive of people but I was highly intelligent and had a natural ability for writing. I would write poems and short stories and keep them in a folder hidden behind my wardrobe for fear that they would be discovered and I would no doubt be punished." "Although I say it myself I was highly intelligent but not in a mathematical way but in an arts way. I loved History and English and was so good at them that I took my exams early and people thought that I was destined for great things in the field of education but my enthusiasm had begun to wane. I had passed the subjects that I wanted to and now school bored me. Do not get me wrong I passed my exams and got enough to get myself into University but I had other ideas." "As regards sex I knew nothing. I was given the classes at school but in those days it was a grainy black and white film with cartoon characters that meant nothing to me. At home I was then given a book called The Family Health Guide and told to read Chapter 3. I read it and it was no better than the film that I had seen at school. As regards girlfriends I had a few but I always ended up being dumped and being told I was too nice." "My plan for life did not involve going to University although that would have given me the out I could have taken to get out of the house but I chose another path that was to shape my life although I thought nothing of it at the time. I signed up with a jobs agency to take work on a Saturday. All I got was warehouse work but I enjoyed what I did. I worked hard and I got paid at the end of the day. I used to keep this from mum and dad and stored the money away for the next stage of my plan." "Approaching the day of my 18th birthday I went to one of the bosses at one of the factories that I had worked at and asked if there were any jobs going on a full-time basis. He did not know me but he checked me out and found out that I was a hard worker so offered me a job to start when I turned 18. My plan was beginning to fall into place. On the day of my 18th birthday there was no party and I was given an envelope with £20 in it and told to buy something special with it. All I did was add it to my pot for when I was ready to leave." "The next day I sat my parents down and told them that I was leaving school, I had no intention of going to University, I had found myself a job and I would be leaving home as soon as I found somewhere to live. As I expected I got a tirade of abuse back all about how I was ruining my life and how I would never make anything of myself and that I was a fool. I just tuned out. I had heard it all before. When they had finished I got up and left the room with a smile on my face." "I left school the next day and started at work. I worked hard to make sure that I kept my job. I could not afford to lose this job if my plan was to come to fruition. The money was good and I was able to save up enough that it was getting to the point where I was nearly ready to leave home." "One day at the warehouse I was just sat alone having a cigarette when I decided to look at the noticeboard. There were things to buy but there was an ad that caught my eye." YOUNG COUPLE LOOKING FOR LODGER- It said." "Underneath was a telephone number to contact them on. I noted the number down and went back to finish my cigarette. When I got home that night I made the phone call and arranged to go and look at the room. I could not wait for the next working day to end. At the appointed time I turned up and was met by the husband who introduced himself as Martin. I was shown into the house and met his wife Susan. I noticed that she was quite a good looking woman and for some strange reason my cock began to stir." "I was shown round the house and in particular the room that was on offer. It looked perfect to me so I said that I would take it. I offered to give them double the deposit if I could move in the next day. Martin shook my hand and the move was agreed. I went home that night and walked out the next day never to return for another twenty years." I settled into life with Martin and Susan. For an extra tenner I week I was fed and watered and had my laundry done by Susan and for the first time in a long time I was one happy man." "One day whilst I was at work I was told to go to the big office and told I had to see the manager. I sat outside his office and waited be called in. Eventually a voice shouted." "Come." "I stood up and entered the office of my manager. He offered me a seat and I sat there as he looked at some papers. Eventually he spoke." "I see from your reports that you are doing very well and you will easily earn your bonus this year for productivity but there is one thing I want to talk to you about." "Yes sir?" I said. "Why have you not taken any holiday?" He asked. "I sat there and thought about it. It had not occurred to me that I had not taken any holidays. I had been so busy working that it had not crossed my mind. My manager spoke again." "As of today you are on holiday for the next two weeks and no signing in for overtime. Take the time to recharge your batteries and I will see you in a fortnight fully refreshed." "I walked out of his office and out of the warehouse and went home. I did not know what to do with myself for a few days so I read a few books and tidied my room and sat with Susan and shared conversations and cups of coffee. Gradually I began to feel relaxed and I could begin to understand what the manager was on about." "One day I was walking down the hallway at home when I heard this groaning coming from Martin's and Susan's room. I thought that something must be wrong with Susan as I knew that Martin was at work so I opened the door and walked in. What I saw gave me the shock of my life and also made my Willie very hard." Susan was lying naked on the bed and she was kissing one of her large breasts whilst she was moving something in and out of her vagina. She heard the door open and looked up and saw me and said." "What the fuck you doing you pervert?" She screamed. "I was that embarrassed that I ran out of her room and straight to mine and locked the door and hid under the duvet waiting for Martin to come home and dish out the punishment that I would get when Susan told him what I had done. About half an hour later there was a knock at the door and a female voice saying." "Roger it is Susan here. Can I come in?" "I was shaking like a leaf not wanting to be shouted at and thinking I might be losing my home. I slowly crawled out from out from under the duvet and unlocked the door and ran back to my bed. Susan walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. She began to speak." "I am sorry for earlier on I should have waited until I was alone in the house but I had the urge to masturbate and had forgotten that you were in the house." "I looked at her and said." "What do you mean by masturbating?" "Suddenly she burst out laughing and was almost crying when she suddenly realised that I was being serious." "You're not telling me you have never seen a woman masturbate before?" She asked. "I do not even know what the word means Susan." I replied. "What about your cock? Have you ever masturbated that?" "Susan what are on about? What do you mean masturbate?" "Roger you are telling me you have never touched your cock in a sexual way?" "Susan what are you on about? What is a cock?" Susan looked at me very strangely and then asked about my upbringing. I told her all about my upbringing and by the end she was almost crying. "Oh Roger you have missed out on so much. We need to educate you. Would you like me to do that for you?" "If you think I need education about something Susan then I will let you educate me." I said. "She looked at her watch and said." "Look Martin will be home soon so we will start with your education tomorrow morning when we will have all day together. With that she stood up and went to leave the room. Just as she got to the door she lifted up her t-shirt and said. "These are called tits not mammaries and you can have fun with them." "With that she left the room." "I spent the rest of the day in my room and only came down to watch television with Martin and Susan about nine o'clock that night. I felt very uncomfortable sat there and it was made even worse when Martin left the room to get a beer and Susan once again lifted her t-shirt to show me her tits. My penis got really hard and I felt sure that Martin would notice when he came back into the room but he was too busy concentrating on his beer. I stayed with them until about eleven o'clock and then I went to bed and had a restless night's sleep." "I woke in the morning with a sense off trepidation. I had dreamt all night about Susan's tits and how gorgeous they looked. They were completely different to what I had seen in the book and. They were bigger and those things on the end looked like little buttons. I wondered what they were called?" I was still thinking about them when there was a knock at the door and Susan just walked in. She was still in her night clothes and had on a dressing gown. She approached the bed and said. "Right Roger I have run you a bath and I am going to bathe you. I have locked all the doors and unplugged the phone so we will not be disturbed and I have my mobile here should Martin decide to ring. So things are safe." "With that she turned and left my bedroom. I got out of bed and took myself to the bathroom where I found Susan waiting for me." "Get undressed and climb in the bath." She said. "I did as I was told and stripped off and climbed into the bath. Susan took a sponge and began to wash me. As she touched me my penis grew and soon it was stood erect. Susan looked at it and said." "Enjoying this Roger?" "Yes Susan it is very nice." I said. "Right let me wash it whilst it is still erect." She took the sponge and began to wash my penis and then she washed my balls. She then told me to stand up and turn around. I did as I was told and she cleaned my buttocks and then she parted my cheeks and cleaned my anus. I was now totally clean so when she told me to sit back down in the bath I was intrigued because what more was there to do? I watched as Susan sat down on the toilet and began to speak to me. "Now Roger tell me what you call all the parts of your body that are part of your sexual make-up." "I blushed at her words but I told her all the things that I called the separate parts of my anatomy. I looked up and saw that Susan was smiling at me and I could not decide if she was laughing at me. I had only told her what I had been taught growing up. I had never been told anything else. Suddenly Susan stood up and dropped her dressing gown to the floor and I just looked on in awe. She was completely naked underneath. I was staring at the naked body of a woman and my penis just seemed to throb and then it shot some white stuff into the air. It had never done that before but it felt good. Susan said." "Good I am glad that is out of the way we can have a lot more fun now. Now let me tell you about my body." "She picked up what she had called a tit the day before. She appeared to weigh it in her hand then she dropped it to her chest and then she told me all the names that it could be called. I just sat there and listened fascinated at what she was saying. She turned round and showed me her buttocks. They were quite fleshy and made me erect again. She parted them to show me her hole and then once again she went on to tell me all the names you could call them. I was clinging to her every word." "Finally she turned round and parted her legs. She showed me her vagina both externally and internally and described it in intimate detail. I could not take my eyes of it. Little did I know how close I would get to it by the end of that day but I digress. She finished showing me all of her and then she said." "Have you noticed the difference between my pussy and your cock?" "I looked at her pussy and then I looked at my cock and the main thing that I noticed was that she had little hair around her pussy whilst I was covered in hair up to my shaft and in fact it looked quite untidy to me now." "Do you want me to shave you to look like me? Martin won't let me do it to him. He says that it is unmanly and that he would feel like a poof if anyone found out." "Yes please." Was all that I could say. "She rooted through her cupboard and came out with a metal container that she plugged in on the hallway and then laid down a towel next to it. She then went to her wash bag and took a couple of new razors and some shaving foam. Initially she applied the foam to my cock and balls and shaved off all the hair. She left just a little bush that she shaped like a heart on the pubis and then she put out her hand and stood me up. She towelled me dry and helped me out of the bath and guided me to the towel in the hallway and laid me down." "I think you could make a good girlie Roger so I think that I should remove all the hair on your body and then when I have finished you can touch me up." "I laid back on the towel and lifted my head and watched as she covered me in hot wax. It hurt at first but I soon got used to it. She then took some strips and proceeded to strip me of all my hair including the pathetic moustache I had been trying to grow. When she was finished she swapped places with me and I did the same to her trying not to hurt her too much. When I was finished she ran her hands over her body and said." "Impressive. You have done a good job. Now follow me to the bedroom." "I did as I was told and when I got there she was laid on the bed. She had her legs open and was showing me everything that she had to offer. She patted the bed next to her and I climbed on and sat next to her. "I am now going to show you how to masturbate but to do that I have to masturbate which is what you caught me doing yesterday." "I just nodded in agreement." "I watched as naked she leant across the bed and rummaged around in her bedside drawer and brought out a couple of things and a tube that had lube written on it. She took one of the things and began to lube it up and then she got on all fours and began to insert the thing into her arse. She turned to me and said. "These are called anal beads and they stimulate your anus and add to the thrill of masturbation. I have made sure that my bowel is clear so that they go in nice and easily. I watched as she fed them into her arse until there was just a ring hanging out. Satisfied she then turned over and laid on her back. She propped her legs up and spread them as wide as she could and then she reached down and touched her pussy. She cupped her pussy in her hand and felt the warmth of it and then she began to insert a finger into it." "She began to move the finger in and out of her pussy and then she added a second finger and began to do what she called masturbate. I noticed that she had closed her eyes and I wondered what she was thinking of. In and out I watched her fingers go and then all of a sudden she gave a little squeal and began to pant. I wondered what was going on when she opened her eyes and said." "I have just had an orgasm. Just a little one but a nice warm up. Hand me the vibrator. I looked around the bed and assumed that the thing laid next to her must be the vibrator. I picked it up and handed it to her. She put it in her hand and then she brought it to her mouth and began to suck on it. She did this with one hand and with the other she took hold of my hand and wrapped it round the shaft of my cock and just left it there. After she had sucked the vibrator for a couple of minutes she removed it from her mouth and said to me. "Do you want a suck?" "It looked so much like my cock that I was curious and I took her hand and let her feed the plastic cock into my mouth. I moved my mouth up and down the shaft as Susan had done and I felt it vibrate and I could feel the cumm beginning to leak out of my cockhead again. Susan saw this and grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed it to stop me." "I want that." She said. "I sucked on the cock for several minutes and found that I liked it before Susan removed it from my mouth. She took it out of my mouth and placed it at the entrance of her pussy and began to push it in. She looked at me as she inserted it and said." "Look under the pillow." "I flipped up the pillow and found a pair of her knickers lying there. I picked them up just as she was saying. "Wrap them around your cock." "I took the knickers and wrapped them around the shaft of my cock and watched as she moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy." I am a Wanker Ch. 01 "Take your hand and move it up and down your shaft in rhythm to the vibrator that is going in and out of my pussy." She ordered. "I looked at her rhythm and counted her strokes in my head and then I began to move my hand up and down my shaft in sync with her. Soon we were wanking as one and it felt and looked amazing. When she began to buck off the bed I thrusted up my groin and just spurted my cumm into the air just as she came with a scream. Fuck me she screamed. I thought she was just expressing her delight at having cumm but she turned to me and said. "Will you bloody well get that cock of yours and put it in my cunt and fuck me." "She told me to roll on top of her and just let her cunt and my cock do what they did naturally. I did as I was told. I climbed between her legs and placed my cocks between her legs. She was that slick that my cock just slid into her pussy. She told me to do what the vibrator had done to her so I began to move up and down and in and out and found that she was constantly screaming in orgasm. Having already cumm twice I was able to last a long time before I came in her pussy and she had a massive orgasm. We collapsed on top of each other and just rested for a while before doing it again and again. I was so sore down below when it was time to leave the bedroom that I just went to bed and slept for the night." "Over the next couple of weeks we fucked and sucked and wanked every day. I learnt how to kiss pussy. I learnt how to rim and I learnt how to fuck an arse. Susan gave me such an education that by the time I went back to work I was no longer a young adult I was a man. We carried on our affair for two years until I found somewhere of my own. What I found out most of all was that I loved the feel of knickers on my cock and I would cumm every time I wanked with them. Over the years I got married and when my wife went to work I would raid her drawer and find a pair of knickers and masturbate into them." "Eventually I got caught and my wife divorced me but it did not stop my fetish and whenever I went out with a new girl I would do the same thing until I got caught and got chucked out on my ear. I was a true wanker but it had to be with a pair of woman's knickers wrapped around my cock. Eventually I found myself on my own and I found my true self. I was able to buy all the knickers that I wanted and I would masturbate at least once a day." "To this day I wank every day and always with a pair of female knickers wrapped around my cock and I never tire of it but I have one hell of a washing pile. I am a Wanker Ch. 02 I lived alone for a couple of years taking my knickers and wrapping them round my cock and masturbating into them and then storing them in my drawers. I was getting over-run with knickers and one day I decided to have a clear out. I had put weight on through the years and sometimes I liked to go out wearing the knickers even though they were crusty with cumm. Some of them were getting too tight and had begun to dig into my waistline and made my balls and cocks feel very uncomfortable. I opened my drawers and poured the knickers onto my bed. It took me most of the day to go through the drawers and sort out what was good and wearable. When I was finished I looked at the two piles and was very disappointed yet excited. The wearable pile was a lot smaller than the unwearable pile but some of my most favourite knickers were now in the unwearable pile. I had a decision to make but I was strong and threw away all the unwearable knickers so that I was left with about twenty pairs of knickers that I could comfortably wear. I decided to wash them all and start all over again. As each pair went into the washing machine I remembered every time that I had masturbated into them. I watched them go round and round in the machine and the memories faded. It was time to make new memories. The next day I got dressed and drove into town. I went to the bank and drew out several hundreds of pounds out of my savings account and set off to do some shopping. I went into several shops and perused the knickers that were on offer but nothing seemed to really take my fancy. I decided to go a bit more up market and started looking in the Boutiques around town and made a few purchases that I thought would look good wrapped around my cock as I masturbated into them. I decided after a couple of hours to stop and have a bite to eat and a cup of coffee. This gave me half an hours rest and then I went shopping again. I went down all the little arcades and made a few more purchases and I thought that I was nearly done for the day when I found a Boutique that I had not seen before. I looked in the window and saw that it dealt exclusively in what looked like high end lingerie. My mouth began to salivate at the thought of entering the shop and having a look around. I opened the door and an old fashioned bell rang. I began to peruse the lines of lingerie and found some very nice stuff. Suddenly there was a voice behind me. "Can I help you Sir?" A female voice said. I turned round and was faced with a good looking middle aged woman and there was something familiar about her. I was not embarrassed about my fetish so I said. "Yes madam I hope that you can. I am looking for some knickers that I can wear and that I can also masturbate into and I only like to buy the best and your goods look like they are made of the finest silk." "I am sure we can be of assistance to you Sir." She said. I looked at her. There was definitely something familiar about her. I did not know it but I was staring at her and was brought back to reality when she said. "Is everything okay Sir? You look like you have seen a ghost." "I am sorry but you look familiar to me. May I ask you your name?" "My name is Susan Sir." She said. Susan - I mulled the name over and over in my head and then the light bulb went on. This was Susan. The Susan. Martin's Susan. The Susan who had taught me all about sex and who had taken my virginity and developed my fetish for knickers. I stuttered to speak and out came almost in a shout. "Susan it is me Roger. Do you remember me? I watched as Susan eyed me up and then she said. "Not little Roger who used to live with me and Martin?" "Yes that Roger." I said. "Oh my God haven't you turned into a fine looking man." She said. "You are not looking so bad yourself Susan." I responded. I watched her take her hands and place them on her breasts and say. "These are not as firm as they used to be." She said. I could not help himself. I looked at her breasts and it brought back the memory of that first time when she had dropped her dressing gown to the floor and shown me her breasts. I found myself getting an erection and I wanted to see those breasts again. "May I ask you a question?" Said Susan. "Of course you can Susan." I replied. "Did I develop this fetish of yours?" She asked. I stood for a moment and then I said. "Yes Susan you did and I have to say that I am glad that you did. It has brought me so much pleasure through the years." "Well Roger you need to know this as well. I set this Boutique up because of you. I realised the effect that lingerie could have on people and I was determined to be the best. People do not mind what they pay for good quality goods so I am doing okay for myself. I also realised that there was a special market that people did not want to talk about. Come with me Roger." Susan walked away and I followed her behind a curtain. Inside was another selection of lingerie but these were different. They were of an unusual design. She picked up a pair of knickers off the rack and handed them to me. I took them and looked at them. They were completely different to anything else that I had seen. They were made of the finest silk and yet they had a sheath to them. I began to smile as I realised what they were for. "Put them on for me Roger." She said. "Here Susan?" I asked. "Yes Roger I want you to put them on in the shop. I am going to close up the shop for the day. It is almost closing time anyway." Susan said. With that Susan turned and walked out from behind the curtain and went to close up the shop. In the meantime I began to take off my clothes. By the time that Susan returned I was naked except for the knickers that had been given to me. Susan looked at me and said. "Good looking body still I see even if you have put a bit of weight on. What are you in knickers standard size?" "I buy a size 14 but they are a little bit loose." "Look at the size of those knickers that I have given to you." Susan said. I pulled the back of the waistband forward and it said size13. They fitted so snugly and highlighted the contours of my cock and balls. "That is what I do. I make lingerie specific to the person rather have people buy them off the line." "See that chair over there Roger?" I looked round and saw a full back leather chair. It was covered in white stains. "Yes Susan." I said. "Go and sit in it please." She said. I did as I was told and walked across the shop and sat down on the seat. Susan looked at me and said. "Do you remember how we used to masturbate? Would you like to do it now?" "Yes Susan I remember how we used to masturbate. It is what fills my thoughts every time I take my cock in my hands and have a wank." "Shall we do it now?" She said. "I would love that Susan" I replied. I watched as she walked towards me. She went round the back of me and pulled out another chair and sat down on it. She slipped her knickers off and passed them to me. "Smell them Roger." She said. I took the knickers off of her and placed them to my nose and inhaled her aroma. "I have had quite a few clients today so they should be nice and smelly." They certainly did smell and they just made me harder and I was ready to cumm. Susan reached across and gripped my balls. "Oh no you don't." She said. It was like the good old days. Susan used to grab my balls when she wanted to stop me from cumming and it was happening again. "Now let's masturbate together like we used to" She said. I took hold of my cock in its sheath and began to masturbate. I looked across at Susan. She had her legs over the arms of the chair and had undone her blouse. As I stroked my cock she reached into her bra which fitted her perfectly and brought out her left breast. She picked it up and put it to her mouth. She began to suck on the nipple and then she moved her right hand down to her pussy. She found her clit and began to masturbate it. She rubbed it slowly at first and then she began to rub it harder and faster. She was writhing in the chair and I was wanking my cock as hard and as fast as I could to match her. Together we were wanking and together we were back in the old days. All too soon I felt the cumm begin to rise to the head of my cock and then it just spurted out. I looked across expecting to see her disappointed look but she had begun to cumm as well. She bucking and writhing in the chair and then she squirted her cumm juice into the air. I jumped off the chair and caught some of it in my mouth. It tasted amazing. I drank it all down. I watched as she began to relax and then she opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile on her face. She composed herself but did not change her position at all and said to me. "Would you like to go to dinner?" "I would love to go to dinner with you." I said. "Let's get dressed and we can go to a little Bistro that I know. It has quiet booths and I want to chat to you." I watched as she climbed off the chair and made herself look decent again. I got dressed and left her to get a few things together. I waited by the counter of the shop. Susan came from behind the counter carrying a few bags. I picked up mine and we set off for the Bistro. It took us about five minutes to get there and Susan ordered a table for two and specifically requested a booth at the back of the Bistro. We were shown to a booth where no-one else could see us and that seemed to suit Susan. We ordered a round of drinks and waited for them to arrive. As we waited we made some small talk and then the waiter appeared with drinks and asked if we would be eating. Susan told him we would be but that we had some business to take care of first. I listened intrigued at what she was saying. What was the business she wanted to talk about? Susan turned to me and asked me. "So how has your life been Roger?" For the next fifteen minutes I sat and drank my beer and told her all that had happened in my life. All over a pair of knickers I joked. I looked at Susan and she looked so sad. "What is the matter?" I asked. "It is all my fault." She said. "I introduced you to knickers. You were so naïve and I thought it would be a good education and look I have given you one hell of a fetish." I reached across and took hold of her hand and I said. "You have also made one hell of a lover. That is something no woman has ever complained about. I can make any woman cumm and give them the night of their lives." Susan looked at me and said. "Go on then make me cumm." I looked her in the face and saw that she was being serious. It was a challenge and I was prepared to take up the challenge. I took her hands in mine and kissed each finger individually. As I did she began to relax back in the booth. "Mmm that feels good." She said. I kissed my way up her arms and got to her shoulder and then to her neck. She let out a moan and I knew that I had got her. I kissed her neck and shoulders for a good five minutes and watched as her hands moved to her breasts. She began to massage them through the material of her blouse. Gently I moved her hands away and whispered in her ear. "Let me." Susan sighed in relief. She could just relax and enjoy what I was doing to her. I continued to kiss her neck but I managed to use my right hand to undo a couple of buttons on her blouse. I put my hand inside and scooped one of her breasts out of the bra that she was wearing. It felt wonderful to hold these breasts again. It had been too long and we should never have drifted apart. I massaged the flesh and then I took hold of the nipple and rolled it tenderly between my finger and my thumb. As I rolled the nipple it became hard and erect and I stopped kissing her and bent down to kiss her nipple. I took the nipple into my mouth and suckled on it as she had taught me to all those years ago. It felt like I was home again. She tasted absolutely divine and I secretly hoped that this was the start of the rekindling of our affair and not just a one off couple of hours. I kissed her neck and massaged her breasts and noticed that her hand had begun to move down her body until it reached the hem of the skirt that she was wearing. I stopped playing with the breast and nipple and moved my hand until it was on top of hers and whispered in her ear. "Let me do that Susan." I gently removed her hand and placed it on her breasts so that she could take over from where I had left off. I moved my hand under the hem of her skirt and felt the sheer material of the stockings that I suspected she was wearing. I ran my hand up her leg and onto the fleshy part of her thigh. She had indeed got stockings on and I loved that fact. I was not keen on tights at all. I traced my hands over the flesh of her thigh and felt her shiver. I did this for a couple of minutes and then I ran my hand across the front of her knickers. I could feel a little dampness there and knew that I had got her aroused. I loved the fact that I could still attract her after all these years. She had given me a good grounding in life. I ran my hands across to her other thigh and did the same thing although she had tried to trap my hand on the crotch of her knickers. For a couple of minutes I caressed that thigh and then I moved my hand back to her knickers. I ran a nail along the contour of her pussy and she began to pant a little. I looked up and she had got the breast that I had given in her mouth and was suckling on the nipple. She looked down at me and smiled and silently whispered. "You did it Roger you made me cumm but I do not want you to stop. I want you to make me cumm again. I want the big one to explode out of me so that people look and wonder what is going on." I listened to her words and went back to what I had being doing. I cupped her pussy and it felt so hot and moist in my hand. I managed to get her to lift her buttocks up off the seat of the booth. I pushed her skirt up and managed to pull her knickers down. I slipped them down to her knees. I would take them off at the next stage of my plan. I ran my hand across her now naked pussy and was pleased to feel that she was completely naked and oh so smooth. I loved a woman to be clean shaven. I ran my fingers over her lips and she reached down with her hand and directed me to her clit. I popped it out of its hood and began to rub it. I started nice and slowly but gradually I increased my pace and rubbed a little. She began to buck against my finger and soon she had her second orgasm. I watched as she sank back in the booth and tried to relax but I was not finished yet. I had one more thing I wanted to do. I looked around the Bistro and saw that no-one was looking at us. I climbed off my seat and got down on my knees. I parted her legs a little so that I could see her naked pussy and then I pulled her knickers down and off her legs and handed them to her. She took them from me and placed them on the seat next to her. I began to kiss my way up her legs. I made sure that I did both legs. I did not want to miss out on one part of her body. I managed to control my own pleasure although I did have an erection it could wait. There would be time for that later if I was as good as my word. I managed to kiss my way all the way up her legs until I got to her pussy. I kissed the outer lips of her pussy and then I took my fingers and parted them. I looked at her inner soul. She was so pink and she had juices bubbling inside of her. I had to taste those juices even if they took her over the edge. She just sat there and allowed me to do what I wanted to her pussy. She had closed her eyes and I wondered where her mind had gone. I hoped it was bringing back memories of yester year. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her for the first time in over twenty years but the taste was just as I remembered it. She had a honey taste to her nectar and I could not wait to taste more of her. I stuck my tongue and pulled some of the juices out of her and swallowed them down. I was in sexual heaven and I began to tongue fuck her wanting to taste more and more of her juices. I could not get enough of her. Susan reached down and held my head against her pussy and also clamped me there with her thighs. I was being smothered and I was loving it. Her thighs were bigger than the olden days and a lot more muscled. She must work out these days. I thought. She held me there as I licked her pussy out and soon she began to buck against my face. She grabbed hold of the table and just squirted her cumm into and over my mouth. She could not stop herself cumming and I was trapped and had to take it all. Not that I was complaining. Eventually she calmed down and looked down at me. She parted her thighs so that I could look up at her. She smiled at me covered in her love juice and then she said. "Okay you win the bet. You can still make me cumm and you can do that again anytime that you want." Just the sound of those words made me smile inside. It indicated that today was more than just a one off. I climbed off of the floor and she said. "Let me clean that face of yours." With that she began to kiss me and then she licked my cheeks and cleansed me of all her juices. As she kissed me her hand reached over and touched my groin and when she had finished kissing me she said. "We shall take care of that another time." With that she straightened herself up and summoned the waiter over and gave him the order for us. She did not ask me what I wanted. Fortunately for me she ordered something that I liked and I sat there and drank my beer happy at what I had done. The food arrived after another twenty minutes as did two bottles of the finest Chianti. We ate our food and drank the wine and soon we were finished eating and both were a little tipsy. I turned to Susan and said. "So tell me about your life. Are you still with Martin?" I watched as Susan laughed out loud. She laughed so much she began to cry. She managed to compose herself and then she began to talk to me. "After you left Roger things were never quite the same. You gave me the love that Martin never did. He was only ever interested in his own sexual needs. He did not know the meaning of foreplay and he certainly did not know the meaning of hygiene. He would come into the bedroom reeking of sweat, beer and cigs and strip off his clothes and then he would just force his cock into me. He would kiss me and I would cringe and then he would cumm and roll over and go to sleep and I would be back to masturbating again." "Then you came into the house. I thought at first you were just one of Martin's mates and I thought you would be a waste of space just like him. Obviously as I got to know you I found that not to be the case. You were nothing but a naïve young man who had been looking to get away from home and when we talked and you told me all about your life I felt I had a duty to bring you into the lime light. Boy was I to learn a few things." "That day you caught me wanking I sought of planned it. I heard you walking down the hallway and let out the scream and hoped that you might be intrigued enough to come in and make sure I was alright and sure enough you did and I when I saw you run out I knew that I had the opportunity to teach you a few things. That first time together I just decided to show you how to wank and do not ask me where I got the knickers idea from I do not know but I am glad I did- but we will come back to that." "I looked at you as you watched me wank intensely and then I watched as I showed you how to wank that glorious cock of yours and the fact that it was wrapped in my knickers just got me so horny that I had to be fucked by you. It was one of the best fucks that I had ever had because you were so serious and you genuinely looked like you loved me." I am a Wanker Ch. 02 "Over the next two years we learnt so much about each other but I did not realise how deep my feelings were for you until the weeks after you had gone and then I wanted you back because you had shown me what love was and I wanted to feel that again. After you left I realised what a wanker Martin really was and I got rid of him soon afterwards. Suddenly I was alone and had no money and had to do something to pay the bills." "Lover's wise I took a few over the years both male and female and yes I had some good sex but I never quite got that tingle that I had with you. I was sat thinking about you one day when I remembered the pleasure that you got from having my knickers wrapped round your cock and I suddenly had an idea. I went to work and designed the knickers that you are wearing now. I sent them out to marketing companies but did not get picked up." "I was determined in my own head that this was worth pursuing. I reasoned if you liked to do it then other men must like the same thing so I decided to do it on my own. I had got the house when I got divorced from Martin and most of the mortgage had been paid off so I had some capitol in it. I went to the bank and drew out some of the capitol and bought the Boutique." "I looked around and noted what was going on in the market and decided that what I needed to do was go high end. I designed the shop so that I could have a workshop at the back and the two chambers that you have seen. I chose the first one to be for bespoke lingerie and the second to be for the specialist market." "Things started off slowly at first so I set up two websites. One to advertise the main corner of the shop and the other to advertise the specialist side of the shop. One day I received an e-mail from a Madame wanting to know all about the specialist side of the shop. I explained what my idea was and she seemed to like the idea. What I did not know at the time was that she was a Madame from London and she ran one of the biggest Fetish clubs in the city." "We exchanged e-mails for a month or so and got to know one another. I sent her some of my goods and she tried them out on some of her maids and slaves. She then asked for some of the regular lingerie for herself so I sent her some of that as well." "A couple of weeks later she sent me an e-mail asking if she could book the shop for the day. I arranged a Sunday when I was normally closed and made sure that everything was perfect for when she arrived. On the appointed day she turned up with a dozen maids and slaves and obviously herself and asked me if my girls would measure her babies." "I sent them all through to my girls and one by one they were measured from head to toe including their penises and then Madame gave me the order of what she wanted for all of them. She asked if I would personally measure her. She stripped off her clothes and I have to admit if that was my scene then I would have gone for her but I like straight sex not fetish sex. Once I had measured her she gave me the list of what she wanted and I handed it to the girls." "Within a fortnight the order was completed and sent to Madame. I waited anxiously to hear from her and the days seemed to drag by but eventually she got in touch. She was delighted with everything that I had done and said that she would certainly be using me again. As I say I did not know how important she was but by her word of mouth my business has gone through the roof and I have had to buy another workshop and hire some more girls to keep up with the demand." "Oh I did not just take on any old girls. First of all I started by hiring ladies that used to work in the old mills because I knew that they had the skills and then I started an apprenticeship scheme for younger college girls and at the end of each year I employ two of them. I source only the finest of materials and am now a very successful business woman and never short of work." I sat there and hung on her every word. By the time that she had finished she looked exhausted and asked me to pour her a glass of wine. I reached for the Chianti and poured her a nice big glass and she took a big gulp out of the glass. She was getting drunk and I knew that I would end up taking her home that night. Yet again my life was about to change but this time for the better. I watched as she put down her glass and she turned to me and said. "Seen as you are the first man to have given me a proper orgasm in a long time I am going to do something that I have not done in a lot of years. I am going to suck your cock but I am going to take it out of its sheath. I want to taste the real thing. You are having that effect of many years ago Roger again. Go to the bathroom and take your knickers off." As instructed I went to the bathroom and passed water whilst I was there and then I went into one of the cubicles and removed my trousers and took off the knickers that Susan had given to me. They felt so soft in my hand. I pulled my trousers back on and put the knickers into one of the pockets. I washed my hands and making sure that no-one was looking I washed my cock. I then returned to the booth where Susan was sat enjoying another glass of wine. "Hey gorgeous." She said. I leant forward to give her a kiss and it was just like the olden days. We kissed as the lovers we used to be and I got very stiff. Suddenly I felt her hand on my groin as Susan began to touch the outline of my cock through my trousers. Hmm she thought still as good as ever. I am going to enjoy this. She reached down and pulled down the zipper on my trousers. She reached inside and pulled out my cock. I looked around the Bistro to make sure that no-one could see what was happening but everyone was busy within their own little worlds. Slowly Susan began to masturbate my cock. Up and down her hand went. She used nice long strokes pulling my foreskin back and forwards over the head of my cock. As she touched the head of my cock it would twitch and I realised that she still had the skill that she had honed all those years ago. "It has been so long since I have done this." Said Susan. "It feels amazing to actually hold a naked cock again. I had forgotten how hot they felt and that they throbbed." She made no attempt to make me cumm. She was happy just to wank my cock and enjoy he sensation of having one in her and again. Finally she let go of the cock and I thought that was the end of things. I watched as she took a gulp of her wine. She swallowed it down and then she climbed off her chair pulled the table cloth up and climbed under the table. On her knees I front of me she took my cock in her hand again and began to masturbate it once more. Up a down her hand went. I closed my eyes to savour the sensation and then I was surprised when she opened her mouth and took my cock into her mouth. She let her mouth rest there for a momenta and then she began to move her mouth up and down the shaft. This time she was in a hurry. She worked her mouth hard and fast up and down my shaft and gripped hold of my balls. She wanted me to cumm and she wanted me to cumm quickly. Her mouth was amazing and soon I was on the verge of cumming. She felt my balls tighten and she knew that she was on the verge of receiving my cumm into her mouth. She did not stop her sucking. She wanted all that I could give to her. I suddenly had to grip the table as I began to ejaculate into her mouth. I gave her four good spurts and she swallowed it all down. When I was finished cumming she licked mu cock clean and then she licked her lips and looked up at me and said. "Do you think I am a slut Roger?" "Yes I do." I replied "From now on you are going to be my slut." "Yes Roger." She replied. She climbed out from under the table and finished her glass of wine. She was not yet drunk but she was getting there. She looked at me and said. "Will you take me home and fuck me Roger?" "Of course I will Susan." I responded. She signalled for a waiter who promptly came to the table. She asked for the bill and could he order a taxi for us. When the bill arrived she just handed over a gold card and signed for the meal and the drinks. The taxi arrived about ten minute later. We climbed in and set off for Susan's home. We stopped where my car was parked and I got out to check that it was going to be safe for the night. The garage was closed so I knew that it would be alright and I could come and collect it tomorrow. The taxi set off again and Susan was all over me in the back of the taxi. She was kissing and caressing me and she was stroking my cock and making it hard again. She was behaving like the slut that she wanted to be and I was not stopping her. I was enjoying myself too much. She slipped off her coat and dropped it on the seat beside her. I kissed and caressed her and watched as he began to undo the buttons of her blouse. Soon they were all undone. She slipped the blouse down her arms and then she just wound down the window of the taxi and threw it out. She was now sat in the back of the taxi with her bra on show and I looked up and saw that the taxi driver kept on looking into his rear view mirror to steal a glance. Susan noticed this as well. "Take my bra off Roger" she said. I caressed the front of her bra and felt her breasts up. They felt magnificent and I could not wait to see them fully. The taxi driver said. "Are you going to take that bra off or not?" I reached round the back of her and found the clip that kept her breasts in. It had been a while since I had undone a bra so I fumbled for a bit but eventually I managed to get the bra undone. I pulled the straps down her arms and pulled the bra off of her breasts. The poor taxi driver almost crashed the cab when he saw there magnificence and I had to admit they were a magnificent sight for any man to gaze upon. I took my hands and began to touch them up. "Give me some pain." Susan pleaded. I bent my head down and began to give her a love bite. She let out a squeal and this time the taxi driver did slow down. He turned to me said. "Free ride if I get to fuck her." I looked at Susan and said. "What do you think Susan?" I watched as she reached under her skirt and removed her knickers. "Come and take me you bastard and you better have a mucky cock." "Oh do not worry about that slut I have not washed all day and I have been working so it will be nice and dirty for you." He started the car again and found a quiet spot and parked up. He got out and opened the back door to the cab and just dragged Susan out. He put her over his shoulder and grabbed her coat. He took her round to the front of the taxi and placed the coat on the bonnet and then he placed Susan on top of it. I got out to watch the action. He dropped his pants and I saw that he was quite well-endowed and I thought that Susan might have trouble accommodating him but I was soon to be proved wrong. He shoved up the skirt that Susan was wearing and ripped her nice silk knickers off and put them in his pocket and then he just took his cock and speared it into her. Susan was not expecting this and let a squeal of delight. I was getting an idea of how her life had been. I was not this kind of abusive man and could never treat her like this but when she was drunk this was what she obviously enjoyed. The taxi driver began to fuck her. There was no finesse about what he did. He just fucked her hard and fast and Susan moaned and groaned. I got my cock out and began to wank it. It was such a horny sight and she was obviously enjoying herself. He fucked her for about ten minutes and then he announced. "Going to cumm in your cunt bitch." "Give it to me." Susan screeched. With that he gave a final lunge and filled her pussy with his cumm. When he pulled out he wiped his cock clean on her skirt and then he picked her up and threw her into the back of the taxi. I just stood there and came and then I zipped up and climbed in the back with her. She was shattered and she was drunk and she had fallen asleep with cumm oozing out of her pussy. I picked up her head and placed it on my lap and stroked her hair. We finally got to Susan's house and I was suitably impressed. She obviously was doing well. I found her purse and located her keys and opened the door and carried her in. I managed to find my way into her room and placed her on the bed. It was en-suite so I went to the bathroom and found a towel and a sponge and tried to clean the cumm of the taxi driver off of her. I looked around and found the room had a dressing section as well and I was surprised at some of what I saw but that is for another time. I wanted to find her some knickers so that she did leak cumm on her silk sheets. I located the relevant drawer and picked out a pair of knickers. I placed them on her then removed her stockings and skirt and tucked her into and under the duvet. I kissed her forehead and left her to sleep. I went round the house and eventually found the main room. I put on some music and poured myself a whiskey and settled down on the sofa. I was soon asleep dreaming of Susan. I was in love with her all over again.