1 comments/ 16392 views/ 10 favorites Flights of Fancy Ch. 01 By: Puss_in_Kinky_Boots Bonnie was trundling through the airport concourse, pulling her overnight case on wheels behind her. She was on her way to meet up with friends at Puerto Pollensa in Majorca for five nights of sun, sangria and dancing. Well, four nights for Bonnie. While her friends had travelled out the night before, Bonnie had had to stay behind due to a last minute business meeting. The meeting finished at midday, and her flight was at six, so she'd popped home, had a few drinks to get herself in the holiday mood and waited for the taxi to arrive and take her to Gatwick, a twenty minute drive away. She had of course lost track of time after the second vodka and tonic, and with the cab outside hooting his horn, her departure - packing some last few essentials into the bag and heading out - was a bit more rushed than it should have been. Having checked in, she was now focused on getting through security so she could start relaxing. A few glasses of wine on the flight and she would be perfectly calibrated to her friends' state of inebriation when she caught up with them. Popping the case, her jacket and handbag on the x-ray scanner's conveyor belt, she stepped through the metal detector gateway. Beeep!! "Could you try it again please, madam?" said the female security guard who was standing next to the gateway. Beeep!! "Ok, so do you have anything in your pockets, or jewellery... anything that could be setting it off?" Holy fuck thought Bonnie. I didn't take them out, of course... they have metal in them! After the second drink had slipped down, and as she was contemplating her third, she had realised that she might need a bit of extra companionship on her holiday. She always got hot and horny in the sun, especially after a few glasses of sangria, and as she wasn't looking to have any holiday romances this year, had decided to pack her trusty Raving Rabbit vibrator. As she searched for it in her undies draw, she had come across some ben wa balls. Fond memories of having these ben wa balls in her pussy as she was being fucked in the arse by ex boyfriend Grant had come flooding back, and, feeling horny, so she had popped them in. Enjoying the sensation of the balls inside her, she had danced her way to the kitchen to mix another drink. Before she knew it the taxi was outside hooting and she was tearing around to pick everything up and race out of the door. So while she had meant to take the balls out before she left home, she just didn't have time. Anyway, they were making her feel nice and horny, so she thought what the hell. It just hadn't occurred to her in the slightest that they might be a problem at security. The balls themselves were blush pink rubber, but of course they each had a steel ball bearing rolling around inside. So now here she was, wondering how to explain it. Her head a little fuzzy with drinks, she decided to try and blag it. "Nope, nothing I can think of," she said, and strolled as nonchalantly as she could through the gateway a third time. Beeep!! The female guard asked her to stand with her arms up and legs spread a little. She gave Bonnie a quick frisk down, though there wasn't a lot to check given that Bonnie was just wearing a light vest top and shorts. The woman then got her to walk through the gate again, with predictable results. "Would you mind coming with me madam?" The guard politely took Bonnie's arm and guided her around the scanner and towards a small office. "We just need to do a more thorough check, shouldn't take a minute," she said, and motioned to another guard to join them. Once in the room the female guard asked Bonnie if she would agree to a full body search, the alternative being not getting on the flight. Bonnie though, okay, what's the worst that can happen? This woman finds I'm wearing a sex toy. No big deal compared to wasting five days annual leave staying at home. Plus the guard didn't look like a lesbian or anything. Shorter than Bonnie and, she guessed, in her mid thirties, she looked quite attractive even in her drab guard's uniform and with her long hair tied up. Not stunning but just quite pretty and normal looking. So she agreed to the search. "Good. Ok then, can you strip down to your underwear for me madam?" "What about him?" Bonnie asked, nodding towards the other security guard, a young guy of about twenty, a few years younger than Bonnie. "Karl is a trained security professional madam, just think of it as stripping down to your bikini on holiday." Not really the same experience Bonnie thought, but she saw her point. She pulled off her vest top, unzipped her shorts and stepped out of them when they dropped to the floor. From the look on Karl's face, Bonnie was pretty sure he wasn't imagining she was wearing a bikini on the beach. Her deep pink lace bra did little to conceal her full firm breasts and the matching thong was equally scanty. Bonnie had been hitting the sunbeds in preparation for the holiday and she had a great all over tan on her tight, toned body. She was sure he was blushing a little at the sight of her almost naked body. The female security guard gave Bonnie's body a quick check, obviously not finding anything to explain the beeping. Picking up a hand held scanner she passed it across and up and down Bonnie's body, front and back, a few times. Both times it bleeped when it passed over her crotch. "Well I guess you've seen enough films to know what needs to happen now," the guard said, reaching for a pair of latex gloves. "Listen...there is something in there, but it's nothing illegal." "Safe place to keep your travellers cheques I suppose?" The female guard raised an eyebrow. "No...it's...it's...they're ben wa balls." "I've no idea what they are...but whatever it is, sweetie, it's going to have to come out. So I need you to bend over, Miss." Bonnie looked questioningly at Karl. "Move to the other side of the table, he won't be able to see anything that way." Bonnie did as she was instructed, pulled down her panties and bent over the table, legs spread, facing Karl. "What the..?" the guard said as she walked around behind Bonnie and immediately spotted the purple ring hanging out of Bonnie's pussy on a cord of the same colour. "I told you...ben wa balls. Pull the ring and they'll come out ...but please do it gently!" The guard hooked a finger through the ring and pulled, possibly a tad more forcibly than Bonnie would have done. The first orb popped right out of her pussy. "Well I'll be..." muttered the guard. "What is it Brenda?" asked Karl. "Not sure...but there could be drugs in it maybe." "No, I told you, they're ben wa balls...it's a... a sex toy." "We'll see," said Brenda, and pulled again. The second ball plopped out and the two balls dangled on the cord hanging from Brenda's finger. "So what do they do?" asked Brenda. Karl was straining to see what was going on without moving from his post by the door. "They each have a ball bearing inside. That's what was setting the scanner off. When you move, the ball bearings move around and... well...just make you feel nice," explained Bonnie. Brenda put the balls in the palm of her hand and gave them a shake. "Oh yeah...I see... so you've had that going on inside you all the time?" To Bonnie's surprise, Brenda sniffed the balls. "Yes, that's all it was." Brenda smiled apologetically at Bonnie and shrugged. "Yes I think I believe you. But I'm sure you understand...I can't just leave it at that. You could have other stuff in there too. I'll be as gentle as I can." With that Bonnie felt two rubber-covered fingers slipping inside her. She clenched her buttocks. "It's all right honey, relax, I'll be quick." Bonnie relaxed and let Brenda search around inside her pussy, her fingers bending and twisting. Bonnie let out an involuntary moan. The balls had been working away inside her and she was as horny as hell. Brenda looked up at Karl and raised her eyebrows. Karl could see that Bonnie had her eyes closed. "Ok sweetie, that seems fine. Do you want these back inside you?" "Mmmm...yes please," murmured Bonnie, forgetting where she was. Brenda held Bonnie's pussy lips apart with her thumb and forefinger. Taking one of the balls in her other hand she pushed it against Bonnie's sticky, spread labia. But rather than push it in straight away, she ran it up and down Bonnie's slit. She had of course examined dozens of women in her time, but those other cavity searches had always seemed so, functional. This was different. Maybe it was because of the fact that it was a sex toy Bonnie had secreted away inside her, or the fact that she was an attractive fit and tanned young woman, or maybe because Bonnie was now spread out on the table, her arms splayed, moaning as she rubbed the ball up and down her pussy. Whatever it was, Brenda felt decidedly sexy. She had never had any strong lesbian tendencies. But she had always fantasised about watching another couple fuck. Which explained what she said next. "You look like you might need a little more than these sweetheart. Would you like young Karl's cock inside you instead? I'm sure he wouldn't mind, would you Karl?" Bonnie murmured what sounded like a yes as Brenda continued rubbing the balls up and down her pussy. Karl just stood opened mouthed, one hand working overtime in his trousers pocket. "Well c'mon lover boy. Get over here and get stuck in before she goes off the boil." She reached over and grabbed him by the arm, pulling him over behind Bonnie. "For goodness sake Karl, get your cock out. Can't you see the girl's gagging for it!?" Feverishly he fumbled at the zip of his trousers, bending his knees slightly as he worked his trousers and boxers down his legs. He had never seen an arse as cute as Bonnie's close up. Not even in the pole dancing clubs some of the other guards dragged him along to after Friday night drinks. Firm and round and beautifully tanned. And that pussy, all pouting and pink as Brenda held it open for him. Brenda could see him hesitating, so she grabbed his cock and aimed it at Bonnie's wet slit. As her fingers wrapped around its girth she made a mental note to corner Karl somewhere quiet at the next works do. It was maybe a little longer than average and really nice and thick. This young girl bent over the table was in for a treat. "Well go on lad, fuck her. Fuck her good and hard," and with that Brenda retreated to a chair a few feet away to watch. Bonnie gasped as she felt Karl shift forward somewhat clumsily. As wet as she was, he was filling her, stretching her. God it felt good. He grabbed hold of her hips and started to thrust. Bonnie groaned out as he did so and, encouraged, he picked up the pace. "Slow down babe, or it'll be over all too soon. Before you know it you'll be shooting your spunk inside her." Bonnie heard Brenda's voice ahead of her and looked up. The dirty cow! She was sat on a chair, her uniform trousers on the floor in front of her, legs splayed and a hand busy down the front of her black panties. She was in the process of undoing the buttons on her blue blouse and pulling down one of the cups of her bra to free a round plump breast, it's nipple hard and swollen. Karl looked over at Brenda too. To be honest the sight of his sexy older colleague with one hand between her legs and the other pulling on her own nipple, did little to encourage him to slow down. Brenda could see that the inexperienced Karl was just going to drive away frantically at the young girl's pussy until he exploded. She wasn't concerned about Bonnie's enjoyment, but she wanted it to last long enough for her to come herself. This was her first time getting to watch a couple fuck, live, close up, and she wanted to enjoy it fully. Her fingers were busy on her clit and nipple but she wasn't sure she'd get there before Karl shot his load. He was going red in the face and grasping on to her hips, pumping away like his life depended on it. Bonnie had her eyes closed and was moaning loudly. All of a sudden Brenda saw the girl gasp and her eyes open wide. It coincided with Karl starting to make some strange grunting noises so she guessed it meant Bonnie could feel his cock starting to spurt inside her. That was enough for Brenda. Seeing the effect Karl's ejaculation had on Bonnie sent her over the edge and her juices sprayed out over the hand frigging her pussy. Karl slumped forward and it was clearly all over. Brenda slipped her trousers back on, pulled up her bra and buttoned her shirt in seconds. She helped Karl pull his softening cock out of Bonnie's pussy, getting sticky pussy juice and spunk all over her fingers. She licked her fingers, thinking how she was tasting juices from all three of them. What a turn on! She had loved her first voyeuristic experience and was keen to enjoy more. "Okay Miss, I think you're good to go," said Brenda as she finished helping the slightly disoriented Bonnie get dressed. Bonnie looked up at the clock on the wall. "But I don't think I'm going to make my flight." "Young Karl here can get you there quickly." Hmmm. Young Karl did everything quickly by the sounds of it, thought Bonnie. As she felt the young guard's semen starting to trickle into her panties, she felt incredibly horny still. The ben wa balls and fingering she had received had worked her up into a state but the fucking had been all too brief and left her wanting more. Moments later they were zipping through the airport on an electric buggy in silence, Karl pretending to be concentrating on navigating the chicanes of travellers huddled in groups around piles of luggage. In truth he had no idea what to say to this gorgeous woman he had just fucked. He knew he had probably cum to quickly and felt embarrassed that he hadn't been a more accomplished lover, and as he dropped her off at her departure gate just in time for her to get on her flight, he couldn't look Bonnie in the eye. "Thanks sweetie...for the lift," she said and ran towards the departure gate. Flights of Fancy Ch. 02 It's late evening when Bonnie arrives at her hotel. The flight was fairly uneventful, particularly considering what had happened at the airport. She had felt so horny after her encounter with the security guards, so she had put a blanket over her lap on the plane, unbuttoned her shorts and slipped her hand down between her legs to play with herself. The guy sitting next to her had nodded off which had allowed her a little more freedom but it had still been a pretty unsuccessful attempt and in truth probably left her even more frustrated than before. So when the hotel porter who helped her carry her bags to her room turned out to be a gorgeous hunk called Antonio, all smooth olive skin, big brown eyes and dazzling smile, she was in flirting overdrive mode. "So you are staying here by yourself?" he asked as the lift doors closed. "No, I'm meeting up with friends. They arrived yesterday. I'm sharing a room with one of them." "Are all of your friends as beautiful as you?" "Ah...that's really sweet of you...thank you," Bonnie beamed, lightly stroking his muscled arm. "Here we are, Room 306, beautiful lady." "Can you come in and show me how the aircon works? I can never get those things going and I get so hot." "Yes of course. And first I show you where everything is." I know where the thing I'm interested in is already thought Bonnie, glancing down at the front of Antonio's shorts. She was on heat, and so let her hand brush against his cock she could see outlined through the fabric. Antonio clearly wasn't sure if it was an accident or not, as he continued to show her around. "So here is the bathroom, and now I show you your balcony," he said as he opened the glass doors that led outside. As she squeezed past him to go outside she let her hand brush against his cock again. It was bigger and harder than when she first touched it, and this time she left him in no doubt that it was intentional, her hand lingering a split second on his knob. "You are naughty lady as well as beautiful lady" he beamed, staring straight in her eyes. "You had better believe it," she said, "so, are you going to show me everything then?" Her hand was now deliberately tracing the outline of his hard-on, her long fingernails teasing him. Just then she heard someone shouting her name down by the pool, below the balcony. "Hey, is that you Bon?" Their room being on the third floor meant that the girls had spotted that the lights were on and the doors open as they'd walked past down below. Bonnie let go of Antonio's cock, went to the balcony edge and leaned over the rail to say Hi to her friends "Hey there she is!! We've just had dinner Bon. About to head out," shouted Ange who was her roommate for the next four nights, "you coming?" "I...." Bonnie stopped short as she felt hands on her legs, running slowly up her calves, over her thighs and towards her ass. The balcony had stone sides so the porter crouched down behind her was hidden from the view of her friends. His hands were inside her shorts, on her bare ass cheeks, and he was kissing her thighs. "You all right darling?" shouted Becky, the sensible one of the group. "Shall we pop up?" "No.....no, no I'm fine. Just a bit jaded after the flight that's all maybe." His hands had found the button at the front of her shorts, undone it, pulled down the zipper, and he was now easing the shorts off, over her buttocks. "I think I should come up, sweetie, I really do," said a concerned looking Becky. "I'm fine." Shorts around her ankles. That lacy pink thong she had taken off herself at the airport, with Karl's dried cum all over the gusset, being peeled off expertly now. Small bites and soft kisses all over her ass cheeks as the panties followed the shorts to the floor. "I don't know Bon, I think I should just come and check." Becky started to head back towards the hotel. "No!" Bonnie blurted out "no I'm fine, honestly, I just need a shower that's all. Then I'll come and meet you." God, that Becks could be such a mother hen sometimes. Teeth biting slowly on the inside of her ass cheek, just an inch or so from her pussy lips. Oh fuck, that felt so good. This boy knew what he was doing. What a contrast to the frantic and fumbling Karl who had fucked her earlier that day. Bonnie pushed her ass back towards Antonio's face and spread her feet further apart to give him better access to her. Becky still looked unsure, so Bonnie waved her back. "Just tell me which bar you're going to and I'll be there in half an hour or so." They had been to the same resort a few times before so knew it well. The others convinced Becky that Bonnie was ok and she stopped. "We were thinking of the Kazbah, it's their happy hour night on Thursdays," said Ange. "Yeah... sounds great...that's the one behind the lighthouse yeah?" Bonnie was struggling to get the words out. Her pussy was being spread, hands on her ass cheeks and thumbs pulling her labia apart. His tongue lapping at her wet sex. She was gripping the balcony rail trying to concentrate. The last thing she wanted was Becky deciding she was acting peculiar and coming up. "Yes, with the blue neon sign." "Oh God!" His tongue was poking at her tight asshole, the tip pushing in. She loved having her ass licked. "Sorry?" Becky was looking concerned again. "I said 'Oh good'... I really like that' bar.... nice vibe." Fingers delved into her pussy as she finished the sentence. His tongue pushed it's way further into her ass. "Cool. Well see you in a while. Look forward to catching up on the goss." Her friends turned and headed off towards the bar. She let out a huge sigh of relief, leant over on the rail and spread her legs even further. Now she could relax and enjoy the pleasure he was giving her with his mouth and fingers. "That's it... fuck me with that tongue," she whispered. Antonio dutifully spread her ass cheeks with his hands and fucked her asshole, using his tongue like a small cock, pushing it in as far as it would go, pulling it out and plunging it back in again, thrusting in and out at speed, his face pressing in between her buttocks. Then all of a sudden the tongue fucking stopped, and immediately his tongue was replaced with first one finger and then another. They slid in easily as her ass was so wet. "I want you to fuck me in the arse....right here, on the balcony," said Bonnie He stood up behind her. She could feel his hot cock pressing against her backside. It felt a nice size but she wanted a closer look, so dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth, sucking and licking her way all over his cock, her fingers teasing his balls. His cock oozed pre-cum and she licked it off. It was a nice cock. Not as big as Karl's had been but she was certain he'd know how to use it a whole better. Standing up again she turned around and, reaching round behind her, spread her ass cheeks with her hands. She felt his knob being pressed against her butt hole and, after a couple of small thrusts, his knob popped inside her. He stayed still for a few seconds, savouring the moment, then slowly but firmly drove it all the way in. She could not have taken any more. He bit gently on her neck and shoulders as they stood there. Anyone walking by down below, if they chose to look up, would have seen a young couple cuddling on the balcony. Whereas in actual fact Antonio had just started rocking backwards and forwards as he fucked her in the arse, All day she had been waiting for this... a proper fucking. Slow and smooth. Long firm strokes, his cock gliding out almost all the way and driving back in again. Every now and then he would lean back a little, grab hold of her hips, and fuck her hard and fast, but he was in total control, and soon he would be back to the long measured strokes. After all this time, Bonnie started to feel her orgasm approaching. He was close behind her, biting into her neck and shoulder, and had discovered the spot on the back of her neck that sent her wild. He had his mouth clamped on to it and was sucking it into his mouth, his teeth digging into her soft flesh. This, and one particularly well angled thrust had a huge climax surging through her. Her ass muscles were contracting as she came, clamping down and squeezing on his cock with a vice-like grip, and soon he was cumming too, his cock pumping hot spunk into her tight asshole, what felt like wave after wave of it. Two loads from two different men emptied inside her, in different holes, in the space of a few hours. Maybe she wasn't going to need that vibrator on this holiday after all. Flights of Fancy Ch. 03 The examination room incident the day before had had a profound effect on Brenda. She had never behaved in such a way before, and still wasn't sure how it had happened. As she had led the young woman into the examination room she had no thoughts other than doing her job professionally and conducting a standard body search. Obviously the fact that the woman had been wearing a sex toy inside her had been a factor, but it was something unique about the situation. A combination of the woman moaning as Brenda's fingers explored her, how desperate and confused and turned on Karl looked throughout it all. The turning point had been when Brenda rubbed the ben wa balls up against the woman's wet slit. From that point she had felt in control. She had taken the initiative. And it was as sexy as he'll. She wanted more. Two things in particular she had thought about since it happened. First, taking Karl in hand, quite literally. That thick cock of his could be a very dangerous weapon if he knew how to use it. He clearly didn't, and Brenda was sure she should be the older woman who could show him the ropes. Then she could reap the benefits, having that big dock at her beck and call. The second, and for Brenda, more intriguing development had been how much she had enjoyed watching her young colleague fucking the sex toy wearing traveller. She had always liked the idea of watching others having sex, but that was her first time proper and it had been mind blowing. But whilst engineering an opportunity with Karl was going to be relatively straightforward, she had absolutely no idea how she should go about trying to do that again. She would just have to be satisfied with training an inexperienced twenty year old cock and making it hers. Her thoughts were disturbed by her manager calling her. "Hi Brenda, I was wondering if you could do me a huge favour," he said. "Yes of course Mike, just name it," she replied. "Well you see I've just realised we've cocked up a bit on the appraisals front. Young Karl needs to have his three month probation review. He's actually been here almost four months now, you see. Time flies by doesn't it? Anyway, Jonathan is his line manager and was meant to do it but he forgot and he's off on holiday now. It really needs to get done this week, today if at all possible. Could you do it? We have all the feedback forms." Brenda smiled to herself. This was her lucky day. An hour alone in an office with Karl. She could get the forms filled out in minutes, the rest of the time she could devote to that cock of his. "Absolutely no problem Mike. Leave it with me. I can do it now," she said breezily. "Fantastic. Really appreciate it Brenda. I'll get Karl and the forms sent down to meeting room 7 right away." And with that he hung up. Brenda made her way over to the meeting room. Mike's PA popped in with the feedback forms that Karl's colleagues had completed, and Brenda waited for Karl to arrive. She undid a couple of buttons on her work shirt, giving a glimpse of cleavage. Moments later there was a knock on the door. "Come on in," shouted Brenda. Karl opened the door and stopped abruptly. "Oh...um...I wasn't....I wasn't expecting it to be you Brenda," he said nervously. "No me neither. Last minute change of plans apparently. Not a problem I hope?" "No, not at all. Just took me by surprise, that's all." Of course straight after he had finished fucking the woman yesterday, he had taken her on the buggy to her departure gate. He and Brenda hadn't seen each other since then. As he looked at her now all he could think about was her sitting watching him fucking, one hand down the front of her black lace panties, the other pulling on the nipple of one of her gorgeous full breasts. "Well sit down, let's get cracking," she instructed. He had loved the way she had ordered him around yesterday. There was no way he would have had the guts to do what he did if she hadn't taken charge the way she had. Brenda was looking down, flicking through the feedback forms, scanning their contents. "Okay, well generally this is really good feedback....'enthusiastic'....'sensible'... 'uses his initiative'...'conscientious'....these are all great comments," she said as she worked through the pile. Karl was only half listening to Brenda's assessment. He was staring at her cleavage, he could see her full breasts and thought he could see a little bit of her black bra. He couldn't help thinking about seeing those boobs yesterday. He'd only had a glimpse as he looked over from where he was fucking away, but he had loved what he had seen. Her skin had a lovely olive tan, and the nipple she was pinching and pulling at was thick and dark. He was fantasizing sucking on it when he realised she was talking to him. "Well?" "Sorry? I missed that." "Improvements. I was asking you where you think you could improve your performance." "Um...I don't really know. I think I could be more decisive. People have told me that." Brenda wrote something down and closed the file. "Yes. Your confidence overall could be better. Definitely something to work on." With that she put her hands on the desk and pushed herself up. As she did so, Karl got a really good view of her cleavage. He could feel his cock growing hard. Brenda walked behind him to the door. He thought he heard her locking it. "And you came far too quickly yesterday. You will have left that poor woman terribly frustrated." He couldn't believe his ears. Brenda continued, "I think that's something you need to work on. Making sure your lover is fully satisfied before you shoot your load inside her." His cock was fully erect now. But he was staring at the desk and speechless. Brenda appeared at his side. She lent down and squeezed his erection through his trousers. "I think that's something I could give you a quick training session on now." Her hand hand found his knob and her fingers teased it. As she stroked him with her fingernails she said, "Put your hands behind you, Karl." He did as he was told, and before he knew what was happening, Brenda had unclipped her work-issue handcuffs and, linking the cuffs through the back of the chair, cuffed his hands together. "So....Lesson One. I want to see how long you can hold it back for me." Brenda trailed a finger from Karl's shoulder, down across his chest, his flat, hard stomach and back to his dick. She undid his belt, unzipped his trousers and pulled them down and off. His boxers swiftly followed. She hadn't expected that she would have this impressive cock back in her hands quite so soon. It was jutting out from his groin at an upward angle. She grasped hold of it and wanked it slowly, watching as pre-cum oozed out of the end.She bent down and licked at the pre-cum, making Karl throw his head back and groan. Brenda glanced at her watch. "We have another forty two minutes of your appraisal left, young man. I intend to use that time well to give you some invaluable experience." "I.... I've never lasted anywhere near that long," Karl blurted out. "By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be able to fuck without hours," said Brenda, smiling reassuringly. She bent down and kissed him softly on the lips, her tongue snaking into his mouth. Then she stood back and took off her trousers and unbuttoned her shirt. She sat on the table in front of Karl and, spreading her legs, slipped her hand down the front of her panties. "I saw you watching me yesterday. Did you like what you saw?" "Oh God yeah." She knew her body couldn't compete with the young woman he had fucked, but she was proud of her figure all the same. And she knew men, especially younger men like Karl here, loved her plump breasts. At the moment though, his eyes were fixed between her legs. He was much closer than he had been yesterday. He could see through her lacy panties, see her fingers spreading herself and rubbing at her clit. His eyes widened as he saw one of her fingers disappear inside her wet pussy. "Mmmm. I think I'm ready for you now sweetie," Brenda purred. Hopping off the desk, she straddled Karl and, reaching down between her legs, grabbed hold of his throbbing cock, pulled her panties to one side and pushed his knob against her slit. She whispered in his ear, "Now remember, don't even think of cumming until I say so." And with that she slipped down on that huge dick. She was soaking wet and yet still it felt like a tight fit. Fully impaled, she put her hands on his shoulders and started to ride him slowly. "You see, baby, keeping it at this sort of pace for a while let's me get nice and worked up, without you exploding inside me," she murmured, her face close to his. "Now I'm much more likely to cum if I have my nipples played with. Given you're a bit tied up, that means you're going to have to suck them for me. Is that okay?" she asked smiling broadly. Karl was trying to reply but his mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak. But Brenda could see the answer in his eyes as she pulled her bra cups down and eased her full breasts out over the top of them. Karl thought he was going to spurt his seed inside her there and then at the sight of those gorgeous tits just inches from his face. Brenda pulled his head down towards them and he opened his mouth to take a hard, swollen nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard on it, kissed it. "Mmmm. You can bite it too babe. Chew on it a little." She was grinding herself on his cock. She desperately wanted to ride him properly, raising herself up then pushing back down on that gorgeous thick shaft. But she was sure if she did that he would cum quickly. He was panting and moaning into her boobs and sounded like he was on the brink as it was. She jumped off him. Holding his cock gently, she said, "Try and think of something to keep your mind off cumming. Something nice but unsexy. Like driving your dream car, or laying on a tropical beach. Just until it dies down." Karl nodded, but he looked exasperated. "Ready for some more?" He nodded again and, turning her back to him she lowered herself down into him. It was a gamble, as she couldn't see his face to gauge how close he was to coming, but she liked it so much in this position. She steadied herself with her hands on the desk in front of her and ground her pussy all over his cock. She would have loved to feel his hands on her breasts, pulling at her aching nipples, but his hands were tied and she was enjoying this too much to stop. "Tell me if you're getting close and we'll stop again," she said She was starting to feel her orgasm building. She was riding him harder than before. One hand in the desk, the other pulling and pinching at her own nipples. "Nnggrrhh," she heard him grunting behind her. She was so close. So fucking close. "Try and hold on!! Just another minute!!" she screamed at him. "C...can't....sss...sorry!!" She jumped off again, "C'mon, cars, beaches, try and think of something else." His head was hanging over the back of the chair, his mouth wide open in a silent scream. "T...t...trying to!!" She took hold of his cock again. The moment she did she knew it was a mistake. His head jolted forward, his eyes looking at her imploringly. She felt the shaft of his cock throbbing violently, and almost immediately she felt hot splashes on the back of her hand. She looked down to watch string after string of white sticky fluid shoot out of his engorged knob. As she watched, it just kept on pumping, covering her hand in his gooey cum. She had never seen so much cum before. She gently placed his softening cock on his thigh and licked some of the cum from her hand. As she did so she noticed the time. "Eighteen minutes left," she said approvingly, "You lasted twenty four minutes baby." He was looking at her through glazed eyes, a weak smile on his face. "Another couple of minutes and I would definitely have come, too." "Next time?" he asked in a creaky voice. "Next time," she smiled, knowing that this huge cock with its copious amounts of cum was all hers. She was going to have so much fun training it. So much enjoyment from knowing she was in total control of.