I'm a writer. So was my great-grandfather. I write novels. He was a foreign correspondent during the First World War, the interwar period, and the Second World War. Years ago, I acquired his cedar chest. It's packed full of his letters, articles, and other writings. My family figured that, since I'm a writer, it should go to me. So I have it. I put it on a shelf in my garage, where it sat for a number of years. A few months ago I decided to go through the contents of the chest. What I found near the bottom, in a thick sealed manila envelope, was stunning. It was a set of six journal entries by my great-grandfather, detailing his experiences at a school, which also served as a special club, in the South of Spain just after the First World War. Here is the fourth part:

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 I woke up early on Tuesday. I tried to get some work done, but thought a lot about Chloe. At seven fifteen, I headed over to the shower room.

 Girls were just starting to walk down the hallway. I was one of the first to arrive. Because the showers hadn’t started, I waited. The girls came over and greeted me. I enjoyed chatting with them. Our nakedness didn’t seem much of a distraction, and I didn’t even get an erection, probably because I was still sexually exhausted from the previous night with Chloe.

 Chloe came into the shower room just as the showers turned on. She smiled at me, and I smiled back.

 The girls went into their shower area.  I went into the member and staff showers, and enjoyed the hot water on my back. Simone, George, and Elaine arrived a minute later. We greeted each other, and I chatted with Elaine while we washed. I noticed that Simone and George were washing each other again. But it was different this time. More erotic. George spent a long time washing and feeling Simone’s ample breasts with his hands, and Simone spent a long time washing George’s chest and cock. George got hard.

 Simone was right. For such a large man, he had a relatively small penis. However, it looked very rigid, like my own when I get fully erect.

 As Elaine and I watched from under our shower heads, George turned Simone around and leaned her upper body forward. Simone put her hands against the shower wall, bending over in front of George.

 George squatted down slightly, lined his hard penis up with Simone’s pussy, and pushed firmly into her body, plunging the full length of his cock into her in one movement.

 George proceeded to fuck Simone hard, slamming her body with each thrust.

 I glanced over at Elaine. She wasn’t watching any more, but instead looking at me watching the action. Elaine smiled.

 “They do that about once a week,” Elaine explained. “It doesn’t last long.”

 For whatever reason, my cock still wasn’t hard, even with all of the visual stimulation.

 I turned to look back over toward George and Simone, just as George pulled out of Simone and held his cock tight. Simone quickly turned around, got down on her knees and took the head of George’s cock into her mouth. He kept holding of the shaft, and grunted loudly. George’s legs were shaking, and it was clear he was ejaculating into Simone’s mouth.

 When George was done, Simone got back up, and they continued to shower.

 It seemed odd.

 After showering and enjoying the sight of the girls drying off, I went back to my room and did some work. In the late morning, I decided to take a break and go to the atrium. It was another beautiful and warm day.

 Later, the girls arrived in their sports outfits. They stopped by to chat with me, until Simone came along and shooed them off to their ball game.

 After lunch, I went back to my room and spent a couple hours writing, after which I headed to the library to read another novel.

 I just got started reading when I heard the voices of girls down the hall, followed by the sounds of doors opening and closing. A few minutes later, girls started to arrive in the library, wearing leotards. They quickly filled up the couches and chairs around me, chatting amongt themselves, and with me.

 Aurore managed to get the spot next to me on the couch. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. Violette got the chair nearest to me again. However, Violette was wearing a long-sleeve black leotard (Violette, black long-sleeve leotard, jpg, 35k). I noticed that she was the only girl that day wearing a leotard that wasn’t light blue.

 A short while later, Simone came in and laid out her orders for the day. There were only two. She reminded the girls not to pester me, which they weren’t. Then she reminded Violette to begin working on anal penetration.

 “Start with a gauge one today, Violette,” Simone said.

 Violette smiled, and nodded.  Simone left the library.

 Violette got up, and told Beatrice to save her seat. Beatrice was in the same seat she had the day before, when she used the brass dildo to masturbate.

 As I chatted with Aurore, I noticed Violette retrieve a small brass dildo from the tall wooden case by the fireplace.

 Violette sat it down on the table that Beatrice had used. Then she stripped off her black leotard. I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful naked backside. I had a feeling what might come next, and felt my cock start to swell.

 Aurore stopped talking to me. She could tell I was completely absorbed watching Violette.

 Violette got back into her chair and quickly moved her feet into the same position Beatrice had the day before. She scooted her butt to the edge of the seat, lifted her legs up and apart, and placed the underside of each leg around the ends of the carved arm rests.

 But Violette was smaller than Beatrice. That meant she was spread even wider. Also, she was in the chair closest to me. I had a stunning view of her naked pussy and ass.

 Violette’s bare and smooth pussy was a little different than any I had seen before.  Her outer labia were smaller and not nearly as puffy, only slightly pink. The hood of her clitoris was long and pink, covering about half the distance of her pussy slot.  Under that, her outer labia met, completely obscuring her inner labia, even though her legs were completely spread apart. Below that was Violette’s taint, which seemed to widen as it approached her puckered little anus.

 As I enjoyed the spectacular view, Violette didn’t pay any attention to me, concentrating instead on retrieving the bottle of lubricant on the table next to her, pouring some in her hand, and applying it to her pussy and anus. She also applied some to the narrow pointed gauge one brass dildo, and rubbed the shaft of it up and down her pussy slot.

 Still not looking over at me, Violette carefully maneuvered the device until it lined up with the entrance to her vagina. She pushed a couple inches into herself. It easily glided in, starting with the pointy tip.

 Violette looked up and over at me, as she continued to work the thin penetrator in and out of her pussy. Her blue eyes were glowing. She bit her lower lip and smiled. I smiled back.

 Violette looked down at my crotch, and smiled again. I looked down. I had a fully erect penis on display for all to see.

 Girls started to gather around, like they had the day before.

 I glanced over at Aurore. She smiled, then looked at my cock. I could tell she wanted me to ask her to touch it.

 But I was fascinated with Violette. I watched as the brass shaft went in and out of her tight pussy. Without thinking, I started rubbing my hard penis. Violette noticed, then smiled again.

 After another minute, Violette slowly withdrew the brass dildo from her vagina and slid the end down to her ass. I marveled at the sight, while continuing to gently stroke my full erection. I became blind to all of the other girls in the room.  My entire focus was on Violette.

 Violette pushed the pointy end of the brass dildo past her sphincter and into her rectum. She gave a little moan as it penetrated her tiny hole.

 Violette slid nearly the full length of the dildo in and out of her ass, as I watched in fascination. She glanced over at me and smiled.

 I stood up, got down on my knees, and moved in front of Violette. The view of her pussy and the anal penetration was intense. She looked down at me and smiled. I felt an overwhelming desire to lick her pussy.

 “Can I do that?” I asked.

 Violette smiled again and nodded, letting go of the brass dildo, which stayed embedded in her body.

 I used my right hand to take over, gently pushing the device in and out of Violette. I glanced back and forth between her face and the action.

 “Can I lick you?” I asked.

 Violette nodded again.

 I moved my head into Violette’s crotch and started kissing and licking the base of her pussy slot, poking my tongue between her outer labia to reach her inner soft folds and the entrance to her vagina.  I savored the taste the grape seed lubricant combined with her own wetness.

 I pushed my tongue into Violette, as I continued to slowly fuck her ass with the brass dildo.

 Violette looked down at me with her striking blue eyes, and her mouth open. I concentrated on pleasuring her, trying not to be distracted by her beauty.

 I lapped at Violette’s pussy, which seemed to be getting wetter.  I moved up to her long clitoral hood, and gently licked it’s length with the tip of my tongue, all the while slowly fucking Violette’s butt with the brass dildo.

 Violette didn’t say anything.  I kept lapping at her.  This went on for a number of minutes.  Violette didn’t seem to be approaching orgasm.  I also realized that Violette would not be able to accommodate my penis inside her body.  But I wanted stimulation.  So I came up with an idea.

 “Would you come down on the floor with me?” I asked her, taking a break from licking her clit.

 Violette nodded.  I pulled the brass dildo slowly out of her ass, which closed up tight.

 Violette and I both stood up.  I removed my robe and laid down on my back on the floor in front of the couch. Violette smiled, but looked confused.

 “Come here,” I said to her.  “Turn around and sit on my face.”

 I helped Violette straddle my upper chest and head, facing the opposite direction.

 “Would you rub or lick me while I do the same for you?” I asked her.

 She nodded and leaned her upper body downward toward my chest.

 I used my hands to position Violette’s crotch just where I wanted it.  I realized there would be no way she could reach my cock with her mouth, but hoped she would at least rub it with her hands.  I didn’t have to wait long.  I felt Violette’s right hand softly caress my scrotum, and then the shaft of my hard cock.

 Meanwhile, I reinserted the narrow pointed brass dildo back into Violette’s ass and resumed lapping at her clitoral hood and pussy, this time from the opposite direction.

 I thoroughly enjoyed the sensations and view.  But this went on for a number of minutes again, with no sign of Violette approaching orgasm.  Likewise, it was not going to be possible for me to cum without more stimulation.

 So I decided to see if more intense stimulation for Violette might make a difference.  It did.  I used my right thumb to apply firm stimulation to Violette’s clitoris as I poked my tongue into her tight vagina, and continued to use my left hand to slowly drive the brass dildo in and out of her ass.

 Violette’s body started to twitch at the firm contact on her clit.  After a few more minutes, Violette laid her head sideways on my lower belly, still gripping my hard cock.

 Violette gave off a few quiet high-pitched moans, then jerked her head up again.  Her lower body shook, and I could feel and see her pussy and ass contract in a series of spasms.  I kept at her clit with my thumb until she suddenly jerked forward, breaking contact with my thumb and mouth at the same time.  Jerking forward also caused the brass dildo to leave her ass.  I held it in my hand as I watched her body twitch a couple more times.

 “Looks like Violette had an orgasm,” I heard one of girls say.

 Then I heard some giggling.

 Violette swung her left leg over my body, sitting to my right side.  She still held the shaft of my hard cock with her right hand, glancing down at me.

 Violette smiled.  I smiled back.

 “Maybe you could use your mouth or some lubricant to stroke me?” I asked.

 Violette nodded.  She looked over toward the table next to the chair.  Beatrice retrieved the bottle of lube, and handed it to Violette.

 Violette applied some lube directly on my cock, and on the palm of her right hand.

 Violette grabbed the base of my hard cock with her tiny left hand, pointing it straight up.  She then used her lubed right hand to stroke up and down the shaft.  The feelings of pleasure were immediate and intense.

 Violette leaned over and placed the swollen head of my cock into her mouth.  She wasn’t able to put any of the shaft into her small mouth, but the sight and feeling of her warm mouth on the head, together with her stroking the shaft, would no doubt be enough to set me off.

 The position of Violette’s body was also perfect for me to hold her left butt cheek with my right hand.  I could also feel Violette’s wetness on the tips of my fingers, which I ran gently over her pussy slot and ass.

 I glanced quickly at Aurore, who had a great vantage point on the couch.  She smiled.  I smiled back.  Then I noticed many of the other girls gathered around, watching Violette work on my cock.

 Waves of pleasure started to build.  On accident, I penetrated Violette’s ass with the tip of my right middle finger.  It didn’t seem to bother Violette at all, so I gently pushed it in further.  My right ring finger was lined up with Violette’s pussy, so I pushed it in as well.  Both orifices were very tight, but also very wet.  I firmly held onto Violette’s left butt cheek, much like you would hold a bowling ball. 

 Just then Simone walked into the Library.

 “Well, I see you’ve chosen Violette this afternoon,” Simone said to me.

 Violette removed her mouth from the head of my penis, and looked up at Simone.  I kept my hand on her butt, and my fingers in her pussy and ass.

 “Mister Stevens gave Violette an orgasm,” Aurore said.

 “Really,” Simone said with surprise.

 Violette nodded.

 “Your first?” Simone asked her.

 Violette nodded again.

 “Well, it looks like you are doing a good job for Mister Stevens as well.

 We all looked at my cock, still being slowly stroked by Violette.  The head was purple and engorged.

 Simone was right.  I was about to explode.

 “I’m gonna cum,” I announced quietly.

 I was surprised at the volume of semen that shot from my cock, considering how much sex I recently had.

 “Good job Violette,” Simone encouraged.  “Keep stroking until Mister Stevens tells you to stop.”

 Another burst of cum shot into the air and landed on my belly.

 “Slow,” I encouraged Violette.

 Violette stroked the last remaining semen from my body before I had her remove her hands from my cock.  I also pulled my fingers out of her body and let go of her left butt cheek.

 “Well, that’s quite a mess you’ve got there,” Simone said to Violette.  “Are you going to clean it up yourself?”

 I noticed Eugenie smile with anticipation and make a small step forward.

 “Um,” Violette said, looking up at Eugenie.  “I’ll share it.”

 “Interesting,” Simone said.

 Eugenie smiled again, and got down onto the floor on my left side, opposite of Violette.

 As we all watched, Violette and Eugenie lapped up every bit of semen from my belly.  Then Eugenie took my shrinking cock into her expert mouth and sucked out the last few drops.

 Simone left.  I got up and put on my robe, as Violette put on her leotard.  I sat on the couch and chatted with Aurore and Violette for a while longer before returning to my room.

 An hour or so later I heard a knock on the door, and realized it was already five thirty.

 I answered the door.

 “Hi, I’m Inge,” a cute girl with a German accent said.

 It was another stunning sight that nearly took my breath away.

 First, I should describe Inge.  She has long red hair braided into two pony tails.  Her cute face was magnified by crisp blue eyes.  She had a trim figure with small developing breasts, freckles on her upper chest, and a small light patch of red pubic hair. 

 Second, I need to describe the outfit Inge was wearing.  Around her upper waist was a black belt.  But no ordinary belt.  The front of the belt featured a large black oval, with a smaller oval cut out in the middle, thus exposing Inge’s belly button.  From the upper part of the oval stretched two narrow black straps.  On the end of each strap was a metal clip, and the clips were attached to Inge’s nipples.  From the very bottom of the oval stretched a single narrow black strap.  Like the other two, it also had a small metal clip on the end, which was attached to Inge’s clitoral hood.  The outfit was finished with black shoes and sheer black stocking that went all the way up to her crotch (Inge, harness, jpg, 215k).

 “May I come in?” Inge asked.   

 “Of course,” I answered.

 We sat at the table and Inge provided me with the supper menu.  I was still distracted by Inge’s outfit, but I made my selections.  Then Inge provided me the evening services menu.  Another shock.

 The menu included many choices, but there was a new one checked, for anal intercourse.  I had never had anal sex, and wasn’t sure what to do.  But another feature of this menu drove my choice.  There was only one place I was allowed to ejaculate, and that was in Inge’s rectum.  So I swallowed hard and circled all the checked boxes to keep all options open.

 Inge seemed pleased, and said she would return with our supper.  I thought more about my options, and got both nervous and excited.

 A few minutes later, Inge did return.

 She set our supper on the table and asked if I wanted to eat.  I didn’t.  I was too distracted.

 “Can we have sex first?” I asked.

 Inge smiled and nodded.

 We went into the bedroom and I asked if I could take off her outfit.  She nodded.

 I approached Inge and carefully released the clip pinching her left nipple.

 Inge twitched in some pain.

 “Does that hurt?” I asked.

 “Only when they go on and off,” Inge reassured.

 I nodded and carefully released the clip pinching her other nipple, causing another twitch of pain.

 “May I kiss them?” I asked, thinking that might be soothing.

 Inge nodded.

 I leaned down and gently kissed and sucked on Inge’s sensitive nipples.

 “Was that good?” I asked.

 Inge smiled and nodded.

 I got down on my knees and examined the clip attached to Inge’s clitoral hood.  I suspected that releasing this one would sting as well.  I was right.  Inge twitched as I removed it.

 “Can I kiss there too?” I asked her, glancing up.

 She nodded again.

 I leaned in and ran my tongue gently over her clit and clitoral hood.  Inge immediately twitched again.  But I could tell this was different.  It was pleasure.  So I decided to continue.  Inge’s moaned lightly.  Her clitoris was highly sensitive.  I was slow and gentle, holding the sides of her hips with my hands.

 I noticed Inge’s moans become louder, and I could hear her breathing hard.

“I’m going to orgasm,” Inge announced.

 That’s exactly what she did, as I held her and lapped at her clit.  She became silent, as her body jerked in a series of spasms.  Then I felt her become weak, so I made sure to give her extra support with my hands as I slowed my tongue to slowly bring her down from her orgasm.

 This was clearly the most orgasmic girl I’d ever been with, and I wondered if the clip had anything to do with her sensitivity and response.

 “You’re very orgasmic,” I said to Inge, looking up at her.

 She nodded and blushed.

 “Are you always that way?” I asked.

 Inge nodded again.  I wondered if she was multi orgasmic, and decided to find out.

 I had Inge take off her shoes as I held them, then peeled off her sheer stockings.  I spun her around and removed the belt, then spun her back around again to take in the sight.  Inge was naked (Inge, naked, jpg, 207k).

 I pulled back the covers on the bedsheets, and had Inge lay on her back.  I removed my robe and crawled onto the bed at Inge’s feet.  Gently urging her to spread her legs, I crawled in to face her crotch.

 Inge’s pussy was not like any other I’d ever seen.  Below the light patch of red pubic hair was slightly puffy outer lips.  Her clitoral hood was wider than the other girls, but not that different.  What was markedly distinct was the rest.  Her pink outer lips spread wide into an oval, allowing a clear view of her urethra and the entrance to her vagina.  It was so spread and open I could actually see into her vagina.  Below that was her tiny puckered anus.

 I wondered how it was even possible for Inge to have anal sex with someone with a gauge five penis like mine.

 But I didn’t let that distract me from my mission.  I began lapping at Inge.  Her pussy tasted wonderful.  I gently sucked on her outer lips, and poked my tongue into her depths.

 When I reached her clitoris, the response was instantaneous.  Inge gave a slight moan, and her body twitched.

 I planted my mouth around her clit and slowly worked it with my tongue.  Just like before, the twitching and breathing became more pronounced.

 “I’m going to orgasm,” Inge announced again.

 I thought it was odd she was making such an announcement, but proceeded to lick a little faster.

 Inge’s body shook and she became silent.  I could feel the strong pull of her muscles as pulse after pulse of her orgasm surged through her body.

 After her orgasm subsided, Inge appeared to get weak again.  I slowly moved down to her vagina, savoring the wetness, and then down even further along her taint and to her anus.

 I had been completely hard since Inge’s first orgasm, and craved some sexual satisfaction.  I crawled up Inge’s body.

 “Can I put it in?” I asked.

 Inge nodded and used her hands to help line the head of my cock up with the entrance to her pussy, as I hovered over her.

 Inge’s pussy felt amazing.  I was able to plunge nearly the full length of my hard penis into her on the first slow stroke.  Inge was not at tight as the other girls, but her pussy was unlike any other I had experienced.  It was wet and warm like the others, but somehow the texture and musculature was different.  Inge’s vagina felt like it was massaging my cock with a thousand tiny hands.  It also felt like my penis was being sucked into her body, as there was a reverse pressure on each backstroke.

 Even though I was oversexed, I knew I should not keep my cock in Inge’s pussy for very long.  I simply wouldn’t last, and might accidentally cum in her pussy.

 “I need to cum,” I whispered in her ear.  “Can I put it in your butt?”

 “Mmm hmm,” she replied.

 “I’m not sure what to do,” I admitted, as I reluctantly pulled my cock out of Inge’s pussy and sat up on the bed as she scooted toward the side table and reached for the lubricant.

 “I’ll need to get you ready,” Inge said.

 She sat in front of me and lubricated my cock.  Her hands felt wonderful.

 Inge returned the lube to the side table and spun around on all fours in front of me.  I watched as she used the middle finger of her right hand to lube up her ass.

 “Line it up,” Inge instructed, looking back at me.

 I swallowed hard and did as she instructed.  The tip of the head of my penis pressed against her tiny anus.  It looked impossible.

 I anticipated that Inge would instruct me to push.  But she didn’t.  Instead, she pushed her body back against mine.  I tried to remain still, but she used a lot of force, and it pushed me back.

 “You have to hold still,” Inge said.

 We got back into position and she pushed back again.  That time it worked.  The head of my penis penetrated her ass.  I had never felt anything as tight before.  Inge froze, and breathed hard.  I froze too.

 Once Inge had become accustomed to the size of the shaft of my penis gripped by her sphincter, she moved her body backward, causing me to penetrate her with nearly the entire length of my penis.  Inge let out a slight moan.  Then she moved forward and backward a few times more.  The sight and feeling were incredible, as I held onto her hips and looked down.

 I took over the movement, gently fucking Inge’s tight ass.  The sensation was completely different from vaginal intercourse.  While Inge’s sphincter was tighter than anything I had experienced, her rectum wasn’t.  It felt more warm and soothing on my cock.  This meant I might be able to last longer.

 After another minute of fucking Inge’s ass, she leaned her head down on the pillow.  A few moments later I felt something touching the bottom of the shaft of my penis, and realized that Inge had stretched her right hand down to her crotch and was rubbing her clit as I slowly fucked her in the ass.

 “I’m going to orgasm,” Inge announced yet again.

 I froze.  I could feel strong a series of strong contractions on the shaft of my penis from Inge’s sphincter.  Then I felt her get weak again.  It felt like Inge’s lower body was hanging on my hard penis.

 I carefully lowered both our bodies to the bed, keeping my hard cock deep in Inge’s rectum.  Then I shifted us to the side, so I was spooning her.

 After letting Inge rest for a moment in her post-orgasmic haze, I started slowly fucking her ass again.  Inge moaned lightly.  I realized that I could generate the most stimulation by fucking her with only the end of my cock, thus ensuring that her tight sphincter was squeezing the most pleasurable area along the shaft of my cock near the head.  But I pulled back a little too far on a backstroke, and my cock popped out of Inge’s ass.

 I groaned in disappointment.  But Inge was quick to help me line my cock up with her tight hole again, and then pushing her body downward to cause penetration.  I used my left hand to cup Inge’s right breast as I fucked her ass with the end of my penis.

 A minute later I felt an orgasm build.

 “I’m gonna cum,” I announced.

 “Mmm,” Inge replied.

 I pushed my cock all the way into Inge, as my semen pulsed deep within her rectum.

 I froze and enjoyed the surges of pleasure.

 “Mmm, I can feel that,” Inge said.  “I can feel it pulsing.”

 Because my cock was so deep into Inge, it didn’t feel overstimulated after my orgasm was over.  Further, it was only slowly deflating, due to the strong pressure of Inge’s sphincter.

 “Can I keep it in you for a while?” I asked.

 “Mmm hmm,” Inge said, putting her left hand on the back of my own left hand, which was still gripping her right breast.

 I sighed and enjoyed the feeling.  I could tell Inge did as well.

 But a few minutes later, as my cock was about half deflated, I realized I needed to urinate.

 “I have to go the bathroom,” I whispered.

 But Inge held me tight, so I stayed for a minute longer.  The urge to urinate was getting stronger.

 “I really have to go and pee,” I whispered to her.

 But she didn’t release her grip on my hand.

 “Just go in me,” Inge said.

 “What do you mean?” I asked.

 “Just pee in me,” Inge answered.

 “Pee in you?” I asked, shocked.

 “Mmm hmm,” Inge replied.  “A golden enema.”

 I’d never heard of such a thing.  I also couldn’t see how that would even be possible, considering how tightly her sphincter was gripping the base of my cock.

 I concentrated and tried to relax.  The urge to urinate was strong, but not strong enough to overcome the anal pressure from Inge.  But then I felt the pressure subside.  Somehow, Inge had managed to release some of the tension in her sphincter.

 It worked.  I could feel urine start to flow from my body into Inge.  A trickle at first, then full force.

 Inge moaned quietly and moved her left hand to her belly.  I squeezed out the last urine into Inge, and breathed deep.

 Inge moaned again, with a belly full of my urine.  I felt the strong pressure at the base of my cock resume.

 “Now I need to go to the bathroom,” Inge said, with a little chuckle.

 I let go of Inge’s breast and she carefully glided away from my body.  My cock slipped out of Inge’s ass, as she continued to hold onto her belly.

 I laid back as Inge went to the bathroom and closed the door.

 A couple minutes later the door opened and Inge walked out.  She smiled at me as I got up from the bed.

 “Should we eat now?” I asked.

 Inge nodded.

 “I should wash my hands first,” I said.  “And probably use the bidet.”

 “I should too,” Inge said.

 I went into the bathroom and washed my hands, as Inge readied the bidet.

 I asked if I could wash her, and she agreed.  I used my right hand to gently wash Inge’s pussy and ass in the stream of water from the bidet.

 I asked if Inge wanted to wash me, and she nodded.  I enjoyed the sensation of Inge washing my flaccid cock and balls.

 We washed our hands again and proceeded to the dining area.  However, Inge stopped and picked up the black belted outfit she was wearing when she arrived.

 I watched as she put it back on.

 “You don’t have to put that back on for supper,” I said.

 “Actually, I like the harness,” Inge replied with a smile.

 “Harness?” I asked.

 “Yes, that’s what this is called,” Inge answered.

 I saw her twitch slightly in pain as she attached one of the metal clips to left nipple.

 “But doesn’t that hurt?” I asked.

 “Mmm hmm,” Inge confirmed as she twitched again while attaching the other clip to her right nipple.  “But it feels good too.”

 As I put on my robe, Inge carefully attached the final metal clip to the hood of her clitoris.

 Then we proceeded to enjoy our meal.  Although Inge was not as talkative as Chloe, Inge was easy to talk with during supper.  I tried my best to not stare at her breasts, but occasionally glanced at them.  She smiled each time.

 After supper, Inge asked if there was anything else I wanted.

 I was pretty tired as we stood up from the table, and considered just calling it an evening.  However, Inge glanced down at my penis.  Incredibly, it was half hard and sticking straight out.

 I thought about having sex with Inge again, but felt oversexed.  But then I remembered how orgasmic she was, and decided I wanted to try to make her cum once more.

 “Can we have sex again?” I asked.

 Inge smiled and nodded.

 We proceeded back into the bedroom.

 I dropped my robe.

 “Should we take the harness off again?” I asked.

 “We don’t have to,” Inge said.  “It can stay on.  It’s up to you.”

 I decided to leave it on.  Glancing down at my nearly erect penis, I wanted Inge to please me for a while before I pleased her.

 “Would you suck on me for a while?” I asked.

 Inge nodded and got down onto her knees in front of me.

 I watched as she held my hard cock with her right hand and licked up the shaft a few times.

 Inge bent my cock down and placed the head into her mouth.  She moved up and down a couple inches of the shaft.  Her warm and wet mouth and tongue felt good.  However, Inge was not as good at giving a blowjob as the other girls.  Plus I really wanted to feel her amazing pussy again.

 “Can we have sex now?” I asked.

 Inge took my cock out of her mouth, looked up and me, and nodded.

 After getting her on the bed, I crawled up between her legs again.  I wondered if the clip on her clitoral hood might prevent her from achieving orgasm.  I decided to leave it in place and see.  Turns out it didn’t have any impact.  After a few minutes of licking Inge’s pussy, and then only a minute of lapping at her clit, Inge came.

 “I’m going to orgasm,” she announced, before launching into her familiar orgasmic twitching.

 When Inge was done, I crawled up her body.

 “Can I put it in again?” I asked her.

 She nodded.

 As I held myself over her, Inge used her hands to line the head of my cock up with the entrance to her vagina.  I pushed.

 An overwhelming sense of pleasure surged through my body as I slowly worked the entire length of my hard penis into Inge.

 I went slowly, in an effort to stay in Inge’s amazing pussy for a longer period of time.  It worked for a while.  Inge held the backs of her knees, pulling her legs way back, enabling me to probe deep.  A few minutes later I felt an orgasm start to build, and knew I needed to pull out.

 “Can I put it back in your butt?” I asked her.

 Inge nodded again.

 “Can you get the lubricant?” I asked, keeping my cock fully impaled in her body.

 Inge let go of her legs, and managed to grab the bottle.

 I slowly pulled out of Inge, then pushed forward into the air, hovering my hard cock over Inge’s belly.

 She lubed up my cock again, then reached down and lubed her ass.

 “Can you stay like this and pull your legs back again?” I asked.

 Inge nodded and put the lube back on the side table.

 I sat up as she pulled her legs back far, her knees nearly at her sides.  It was a wonderful sight.

 I was tempted to push back into her pussy once more, but decided I shouldn’t, since Inge had just lubed up my cock.

 I bent my hard penis down and lined it up with her tiny puckered hole.  I pushed gently, but felt only resistance.  I pushed a little harder, and the head of my cock popped into Inge.  She quietly groaned.  I immediately felt the strong squeezing pressure from her sphincter.

 I stayed in my sitting position, put my hands on the bottom of Inge’s legs, just below her own hands, and slowly fucked Inge’s tight ass with the end of my cock.

 After a minute or so, Inge let go of the back of her knees, since I was holding her legs in place.  I watched as she released the metal clip attached to the hood of her clitoris.  Her face winced for a split second.

 As I continued slowly fucking her ass, Inge reached down and inserted the two middle fingers of her right hand into her pussy.  She groaned again.  I could feel the pressure increase on my cock.

 Inge slid her left hand under her right and used her finger tips to rub her clitoris.  I felt an orgasm start to build again.

 “I am going to orgasm,” Inge announced.

 I froze, leaving half the length of my cock in her body.

 Inge started twitching as before.  I felt the strong contractions of her sphincter in time with the pulses of her orgasm.  It set me off.

 I pushed my cock all the way into Inge.

 As Inge’s orgasm faded, my own started.  I pumped a second load of semen deep within Inge’s rectum.

 Inge smiled.

 I eased up on her legs a bit.

 “Can I keep it in for a bit?” I asked.

 Inge nodded.

 I watched as she reattached the metal clip to her clitoral hood.  She winced again, then looked up at me and smiled again.

 After a few more minutes, I slowly pulled my half hard cock out of Inge’s ass, then rolled over next to her.  Inge allowed me to cuddle her for a few more minutes, before getting up, saying goodbye, and leaving for the evening.  I slept well that night.

 

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