0 comments/ 40279 views/ 1 favorites Anymore? Ch. 01 By: Tangledskein “No it wasn’t a fantasy; at least I don’t think it was. It’s still so vivid in my mind.” Lorna began to recount her story. I met Clive at my first place of work, having just left school. He was 25 and was destined for greater things than the Bank. I was young and fresh, new to work, the Bank and to men in general. He said that I caught his eye as soon as I set foot into the banking hall on my first day. He was working on the counter and saw me immediately. I think on my first day, as it was summer, I wore a white blouse, knee length skirt, high-heeled shoes and stockings. From the start there was this white-hot, intellectual chemistry between us. Although I knew he was currently living with someone, I was unable to resist the thought that our meeting of minds may soon be a meeting of our bodies and hearts. One autumn evening after work, Clive asked me to dinner; this inevitably led to coffee at his house. As we walked through his front door, I wondered where his partner was. He looked at me as if reading my thoughts and said. “She no-longer lives with me. As things were going so well between us, I felt she had a right to know. We decided amicably to call it quits.” On hearing this, I fell into his arms for an embrace. I can still remember my shock at the pleasure that his strong arms gave, as they encircled me. I remember thinking, this is a man that will take care of me, a man who will teach me the things that I need to know. Clive gently pushed me onto the couch and kissed me deeply, intently as though searching for my very soul. His left arm wrapped tightly about me, his right hand rested gently on my neck, cupping my face as he placed small kisses across my face; taking my earlobe gently between his teeth and nibbling it. So tenderly, his hand moved down across the rising mound of my breast, until it was fully encapsulated. He squeezed it and then began caressing in circular motions, adding more pressure. I was aware from the start of his kissing, that my nipples had expanded into taut erections. But under his ministrations, they continued to erect. They were so blatantly obvious through my bra and blouse, that I was sure Clive could feel them under the palm of his hand. My head was spinning with the ecstasy of the moment. I was unaware of when he had undone the buttons on my blouse, but when I felt his hand upon my flesh I glanced down and gasped. My top was fully undone to my waist, both breasts, still encased in the bra, were on show. My chest was heaving hard, my legs slightly apart. A burning hot sensation emanated from my pussy, I knew I was thoroughly wet. I began to rub my leg against his and looked at his crotch, where the hardness of his sex, was evident. His kisses had moved from my mouth to my neck, then onto my chest. With one deft flick, my bra catch was open. His left hand had not remained idle. As he slowly removed my bra, I remembered thinking…I hope he likes them, that they are large enough for him. Clive looked up at me, checking that it was alright to proceed. I acknowledged this by pushing his head down, bringing his lips into contact with one of my swollen nipples. I was aware of an aching in both of these erections. They needed to be touched and played with, but most of all they needed to be sucked, kissed and teased. All came in time, along with my first orgasm. I had known long about the details of sexual reproduction, but nothing had prepared me for this. I thought that to obtain an orgasm, the woman had to be penetrated by the man, or at the very least, the man must fondle the woman’s genitals. Here Clive had just kissed and caressed me lovingly. I could feel the excitement growing and the ache in my pussy became more and more intense. I began to squeeze my legs tighter together, but what the increased pressure did, was send me over the edge. “OOOOOoohhhh Clive,” I murmured, “mmmmmm, hhhhhuuhhh ooooohhhh.” My whole frame was shaking and quivering, I was totally oblivious to the noise I was making. My skirt had rucked up so much that my stocking tops were in view, with just a small expanse of flesh above them. I looked and felt totally wanton and loved it. I wanted more, much more. Most of all, I wanted to release that monster of his from its cage and to set my eyes on it for the first time. Clumsily my fingers fumbled with the zip to his trousers, but he held my hand and looked at me smiling. Slowly he slipped to the floor, kneeling between my now wide legs. Removing my bra and blouse fully, he caressed the whole of my body, paying particular attention to my nipples. As he held one in powerful suction, his hand roamed across my thighs as he enjoyed the feeling of my stockinged legs. I knew how much he enjoyed stockings and suspenders from previous conversations. This enjoyment was purely for him. Changing nipples, his hand slipped under my bottom and swiftly removed my panties; dragging them down my thighs like a curtain clearing a theatre stage. I could see the glistening wetness on them, an involuntary shudder running through me as yet another devastating orgasm approached. Clive knew what was coming and tenderly blew onto my pussy. The effect was like an electric shock. I’m sure I screamed this time as I came. “OOOOOOoooohhh yyyyesss, uuuuuuuhhhmmmm. OOOOohhh Cliveee mmmmmm.” Without giving me any time to recover, Clive began to nibble and kiss at the insides of my thighs. Moving ever higher, parting my legs ever wider. I could see that my Pussy lips had expanded dramatically in my excitement and wondered what his view of my sex was like. I could smell the musk of my sex as without warning, Clive’s kisses moved from my thighs to my pussy. I couldn’t believe the urgency and passion with which he licked and sucked me. I lay back unable to do anything more than let my whole body be overtaken with the thrill of what he was doing as yet another orgasm approached. God, I wanted him. I wanted him more than ever. It was a feeling that I had not known before, but knew what it was when it finally came. Eagerly I pulled him from his kneeling position to one of standing in front of me. My legs were on either side of his; that great bulge directly in front of me at face level. With my hands cupping his backside, I pulled him to me and rested my cheek against his hard-on. To my surprise, it throbbed and pulsated. I had to see it. Quickly undoing his zip and button, I pulled down his trousers. As if straining at the bit, his enormous cock sprang out at me, standing at 90 degrees, pulsating. The foreskin almost totally pushed back to reveal the glossy, swollen red glans. Gasping involuntarily, I flicked out my tongue and ran it across the shiny head, surprised at how hard it felt but also so smooth. I ran my tongue round and around inserting the tip occasionally into the little hole in the end. He tasted sweet, and now it was my turn to make him come. Opening my mouth wide, I slipped the head between my lips and sucked; my tongue, continuing to play with the bottom part of the shaft. I found that this made the shaft even harder and larger. As I took as much as I could in my mouth, I rubbed the remaining part of his cock with my hand, his excitement building as more and more droplets of his come emerged from the tip of his penis. Taking his balls into my hand, I gently played with them and then rubbed his shaft again. Occasionally I would remove the head from my mouth to lick the entire length. I could tell I was having the desired effect. His breathing was coming in pants and I could taste even more of his come. Pulling from my grasp, he knelt on the floor before me, his proud tool ready to do my bidding. Sitting as I was, I had a good view of proceedings. I just had to see. Clive placed a hand on each of my legs and tenderly pushed them wide. Slowly he edged forward until the tip of his cock began to brush my pubic hair. The sensation was terrific. With my legs as wide as they would go, my swollen pussy lips were open to him too. His tool gently edged toward my hole. Thoughts that he might be just too large were replaced with; “God get it in me!” Ever more slowly he edged forward as the head of his penis, unguided by human hand, pushed its way between my eager and hungry lips and slid down the very wet cleft into my vagina. My eyes remained fixed on this intrusion into my body, my chest heaving, nipples throbbing almost painfully. Clive’s cock slipped easily deeper and deeper into me. I felt a slight resistance and slight pain, at his size I presumed, but this was immediately replaced by such pleasure, at having this rock hard, throbbing shaft inside me, that immediately I orgasmed again. My legs encircled around his and held him tightly. My nails bit into his arms, my head lay upon his chest listening to the throbbing of his heart, his sweet cock pulsing in rhythm. He then gently pulled out of me and began the thrusting again, slipping easily between my lips as he rode me to another orgasm, this time taking himself along too. As I writhed upon his manhood, he quickly withdrew; my feeling of loss and emptiness immediately replaced by wonder as with a hand on his cock, he rubbed the shaft back and forth for no more than four times before it erupted with white, hot, sticky come. I watched as it struck me in the chest and stomach, rivulets running down my breasts and onto my nipples to drop from the end; his final spurt hitting me on the chin. Instinctively I flicked out my tongue for a further taste of his sperm. It was so sweet that I ran my hands over my breasts and put them into my mouth licking off his come. I then bent down, took his now semi-hard cock into my mouth and finished every succulent drop. This was the end of my first sex lesson, with many more to come. Anymore? Ch. 02 It was some weeks later that my next milestone in sex occurred. Clive had brought his friend Geoff home from work for a light lunch before going off to play squash. As we sat in the early evening sunshine, it soon became apparent that Clive and Geoff were having too good a time chatting and drinking, to play their game. Therefore, leaving them in peace, I went upstairs for a bath. It was a long languorous bath, which helped to freshen me up no end. I wanted to be ready for Clive when he returned from his game; if he was ever going to go, because I felt so horny and was looking forward to lovemaking. With this in mind, I slipped on some nylons with a black suspender belt, bra and knickers, topped off with a flowing floral print dress. When I came back downstairs, I was somewhat disappointed to find that the boys had not gone out, and seemed engrossed in conversation. Clive took my hand and pulled me to him. He knew that I wanted him, so planted a kiss gently on my lips. With my back to Geoff and bent over as I was, I must have made quite a view for Geoff. Clive’s kisses became more intense and urgent, his hands moving to the buttons on my dress. My body began to flush with excitement. I wanted to feel him inside me, but what about Geoff? I turned to him, finding him on the edge of his seat gazing in lust at my behind. Clive had already unbuttoned my dress to my waist, there was no stopping him now, nor did I want to. I was getting wetter by the second. Having Geoff behind me was only making matters worse. My breasts were soon exposed by Clive’s expert hands, the nipples, already standing painfully proud, waiting in anticipation. Clive began stroking and pinching them, his tongue flicking out to tease a nipple as his hands caressed my pendulous globes. I heard Geoff moving, and thought with some disappointment, that he had left. Instead, he had moved to a better vantage point, so that he could see what Clive was doing to my breasts, under the folds of my dress. I dangled them in his face so that his tongue could play over them. I could feel the first tremors of an orgasm which soon came to realisation when I looked across at Geoff to find that he had his erect cock out of his jeans and was gently rubbing it. His eyes were intently watching Clive suckling on my breasts. As I came my legs gave way and I fell into Clive’s arms. His hands immediately found my pussy and stroked it through the sheer material of my knickers. His tongue deep-throated me as his other hand caressed my breasts. I could feel the juices flowing inside me as I glanced across at Geoff still stroking his hard-on. Clive undid the remaining buttons on my dress and took it and my bra off. With one expert hand he removed my now soaking panties. He then began stroking my engorged clit as I writhed on his hand, the wetness of my sex making slurping sounds. Every now and then, he would slip a couple of fingers into me; he knew how much I loved that. I pulled away from Clive and almost tore at his clothes in my haste to get them off. I could hear myself saying, “Fuck me, please, FUCK ME. I want to feel you deep within me.” With one motion, he turned me over so that I rested over the back of the sofa and immediately rammed his shaft into me from behind. “OOooooohh GGGGODDDD, UUUmmmmm yes, yes, FUCK ME, HARDER, HARDER.” His huge shaft pumped into me as I moaned and groaned in orgasm. Clive motioned to Geoff, who stepped in front of me, his cock right in front of my face. His hands grabbed my tits and fondled them gently. I could not resist taking his swollen erection into my mouth and began giving him a blowjob. He began to pump his shaft down my throat as he whispered to me to come. I needed no urging Clive’s thrusts coupled with Geoff’s gentle touches on my breasts, not to mention his hard cock in my mouth, finished me. I moaned in pleasure as my orgasm took Clive to his limit. His come exploded deep within me. I cried out again an again as each spurt of white-hot liquid shot into me. Geoff withdrew from my mouth, and with Clive’s help turned me over. He immediately pushed my legs wide and thrust into me. “Ooooohhhhh mmmmmm hhhuhhh yes.” I screamed as I came again. I thought I was going to faint with the pleasure. Clive’s cock was already returning to its earlier form as he whispered to me. “I want to fuck your mouth and come down your throat.” He stood above me and I opened my mouth obligingly, slipping my lips down its length as he pushed it deep down my throat. Geoff rammed his bursting cock into me again and again as I deep-throated Clive. I had never before felt so filled, by flesh and need and love. Geoff came first; his moans of pleasure heightened my excitement as for the second time this evening, white-hot come splashed into me. Clive continued to thrust into my throat as I moaned in pleasure. Geoff had pulled out of me and sat between my legs watching proceedings, so with some trepidation, I began to caress my clit, bringing myself to my final climax just as I felt Clive’s shaft stiffen and another surge of semen entered my body, pumping down my throat. I collapsed completely satisfied, and could tell that the other two were too.