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tagSci-Fi & FantasySatisfaction - Finally Ch. 02

Satisfaction - Finally Ch. 02

My work alarm was blaring and it felt like I had only just fallen asleep! Brock was gone and the toy he had left me was laying on my nightstand, shiny and green in the dim light. I rolled over and turned off the alarm, grabbing the phone in the process. I called into my boss with a sick message I left on his answering machine. I was exhausted and drifted back to sleep.

By the time I finally woke up again my clock said 2:21 and from the light outside I knew it was afternoon. My body was a little sore from all the clenching and cumming last night, but I knew it would have been worse if I didn't workout like I did. I glanced over to the nightstand and smiled as I saw my new gift from Brock and I wondered when he'd return.

I picked it up and started turning it into different shapes just for fun, and to assure myself it wasn't a dream. It was strange but I felt at peace for the first time in my adult life, like I was whole and complete finally. I knew it was from Brock and the night we had. I knew that we could never be seen together or go out on the town but some how that didn't matter, I felt tranquility. For the first time I didn't need sex, didn't have to have it right then. It was kind of a weird feeling.

I did need a shower though, I smelled like hot sweaty sex, and since I was already sore I bypassed my workout and got in the shower. I took my new toy with me as well. I didn't need any but my curiosity took over. The hot water felt great running between and over my breasts and I washed my hair and put conditioner in as I proceeded to wash my body. I had put the toy on the shelf that holds my razor and stuff.

Soaping up my perky tits I played a little wondering if it would wake the fire in me again and I wasn't too surprised when it did. I laughed and ran my hands down my body and washed and played with my pussy and ass. Finished off with my legs I washed the conditioner out of my hair and proceeded to shave like normal. With everything clean and smooth I told myself it was 'play time' now with a giggle and picked up the green toy.

My nipples went hard with the anticipation of playing with it and I rubbed the toy all over my breasts and got a wonderful wicked idea. I thought of a mouth shape sucking on my nipples and the toy fucking did it, moving and everything. It followed my every thought and even nibbled with teeth I imagined. I held the shaft just over my tit and it went to work like a man biting and sucking my erect nipple. It didn't have the same effect as Brocks saliva but still felt incredible and I could feel my pussy engorging with blood and my clit start to throb with the tit play.

I lowered the toy and put the lips to my clit and pussy and it started eating me out with perfect talent. Holding the toy there for 15 minutes, letting it eat and lick me was bringing on a climax and I knew I needed to sit down or something because my legs were beginning to tremble. Lying down in my tub I thought of a suction cup base for my toy and stuck it on the end of my tub and scooted forward with my legs up against the wall. I put my cunt right against the toy and let go of it with my hands and imagined getting eaten out again and it took right to it on its own. Biting and licking my clit and darting a toy tongue in and out of my wet cunt. I couldn't believe how fucking cool this thing was. It made me cum in no time at all and I jerked away from the intense licking and lost contact with it.

I heard it hit the bottom of the tub as it turned back into its normal shape and started sliding down the slope until it hit my quivering ass. I just laid there, not thinking, as my heart raced and I came off my climax. Getting a hold of myself I picked it up and looked at its green shaft now looking like Brocks twin cocks. I noticed something new about the color of the shaft at the end. It had turned a dark green almost black about an inch and I thought to myself, "This is what Brock must have said about it having a limit to what it can hold of my essence." I guess when I came just then it had absorbed the energy and was now storing it inside itself until Brock returned. I assumed he'd show up when it was near full.

The water was getting cold and I decide to get out. I toweled off, but left my pussy wet and as I climbed out juice started running down my leg. I dried the toy and wrapped the towel on my head and went into my room. My tits hardened with the colder air and I jumped onto my bed holding the toy in my hands and rolling the shaft in my palms. Turning it into a mans cock I started sucking it and was amazed it felt just like a real penis, warm and everything it actually was the exact copy of my old boyfriends 9 inch cock and the last one I had had in my mouth just last night.

I sucked it for a good while and played with my clit as I did. Taking the cock out of my mouth I rubbed it down my body and mixed my saliva with my twat juice and rubbed the head all around my pussy and clit. Then I brought the head down putting pressure on my clit and it slid into my warm pussy and I pushed it deeper. Feeling just like I remember my ex's cock feeling when he fucked me I rammed it in and out but soon got frustrated because I was having to hold it like a normal toy and this is what I hated about toys.

To my surprise and utter joy the cock responded to my thoughts and started moving all on its own. I let it go and it started sliding by itself in and out of my slick wet pussy. I was dumb founded; I was being fucked by a bodiless cock that felt just like my old boyfriends. I arched my back and put my hands on my tits and just let the thing pound me as hard, fast and deep as I wanted it to. "Paradise is a place and its right here," I thought.

Pinching and pulling on my nipples I sped the cock up and made it ram deeper inside me. With one hand I reached down and spread my lips and rubbed my clit in little circles all the while the toy continued to deeply fuck me. It never got tired or changed unless I told it too; it was perfect, unlike my boyfriend. 30 minutes later I rammed it in one last time and kept it there buried as deep as I wanted it and rolled over on my tummy. I got on my hands and knees and pushed my ass back and thought about the toy moving again and it started hammering me doggy style while I tugged and rubbed my clit.

The forceful lunges from the toy were pushing me back and forth as if I was being pulverized by a real cock and man and my perky tits swayed in the air. I was in sweet bliss as the tool pounded down on me now, thinking of changing the position of entry, as if the man had stood up and was shoving his cock into me from above. Damn it was hot and good.

But I realized something was missing and my mind thought of a pair of balls slapping my ass with every thrust and the toy grew some instantly and they began to hit my ass as it rammed me.

I turned and looked over my shoulder and could see the tool move on its own rising and falling into me. I saw the refection from my dresser mirror and knew if I moved slightly I would be able to get a great view of my ass in the air and my cunt being fucked by the lone cock and balls. I moved over to the left and I was right, I smiled as I saw the green cock and balls slamming my pussy in the mirror, rising and banging my sloppy cunt. The visual was awesome.

My boyfriend could never had done this, kept this pace and lasted this long. It was unbelievable how my mind just told the thing to keep fucking the shit out of me. For 45 minutes I stayed in this position letting the toy fuck me as I played with my clit and tits swinging freely. My hands were covered in my juice and I spread it all over my tits and clit. I changed the angle of entry every once in a while and I finally had to lie down and fell to my side and brought my legs up into my chest as the toy continued to move in and out of my pink hole.

Cum was running down my leg and I reached behind myself and used it to lube up my ass, sticking my index finger in slowly as the toy cock slowed it's pace. Grabbing the shaft I turned it into my anal toy with the ribs and placed its head to the entrance of my tight ass and told it to enter. Letting go I thought it slowly past my anal sphincter and moaned as it pushed in past one small rib. Deeper I thought and another rib disappeared inside, and more and more until my ass was full of ribbed toy cock.

Slowly it withdrew and I was going ballistic on my clit and pussy rubbing both hands fast and hard while still on my side. I thought faster and then getting use to it faster again and the toy obeyed and increased in strength and speed, fucking my ass like no man had ever done before. Time flew by as I lay comfortably on my bed reveling in the sweet anal bliss I was receiving and I alternated between my tits and clit with my hands. I lost track of time again as my orgasm took over and I peeked clenching both legs tight and my pussy convulsed under my hands. The toy just kept fucking my ass and as I came I wondered if it could actually ejaculate like a man or Brock does.

I got the idea in my head, from something, to pull the toy out of my ass and see. Doing so I rolled onto my back and held the anal toy over my tummy and stroked it with one hand and a hole opened on the end of the head and green cum shot out as I stroked, just like I wanted it to all over my breasts and nipples. I kept stroking it and it came as long as I wanted it too. I laughed in delight and watched as the toy came and came on my sweat covered body.

I finally stopped, now covered in sticky green cum, and laid the toy on my heaving chest, between my tits, and watched all the cum gather itself back into the toy and saw the end get another inch of darker green from my orgasms.

I looked at the clock and realized I had just got fucked for three and a half hours by a sex machine from a god. It was so satisfying and all the men and woman I've had didn't even compare.

Looking at the dark end of the shaft I knew it wouldn't be long until Brock would have to return, "He was right I was filling it up quick" I laughed to myself.

I had to jump in the shower to wash off the sex again and I realized by my shaking hands that I hadn't eaten for 24 hours, the sex had just taken over and I needed food bad. I also needed to work tomorrow so I told myself to calm down and not go crazy again tonight. I left the toy in my room, showered, ate and the sun was already starting to go down.

I forced myself to sleep after watching the news and actually had to put the toy in my nightstand with the others, out of sight out of mind as they say. It didn't really work and I was ready for more before the news ended but duty called and I had to go to work and needed sleep first.

People at work actually noticed a change in me and said I looked different or something. But I think it was me just being nicer and not such a sexually frustrated bitch.

"So all around this extraterrestrial visit is helping everyone around me," I thought after another nice comment from a coworker.

Unfortunately the day seemed to drag on and I wanted badly to get home and have some fun with my new gift again. I also needed to go to the gym having missed a day already. Five o'clock finally came and I flew out of work and stopped at the gym, worked out hard for 45 minutes and then cruised home.

What I saw pissed me off and I knew it would only delay me further from the fun I wanted to have. My asshole boyfriend was parked out front and started getting out of his car when he saw me pull up. He had flowers and everything. I sighed to myself and walked towards him wishing he'd just disappear.

I was still hot and sweaty from my workout and dressed in my tight black spandex shorts and sports bra accentuating my perfect tits and I knew I looked hot as shit from all the looks I got at the gym. He smiled and started right in with the apologies for leaving like he did.

"He knows how good he had it and wanted another piece of me, and my damn outfit was just making things worse," I thought.

He checked me out up and down as he talked and normally this would have turned me on and I would have gone crazy and fucked his brains out but I knew how that would end and I didn't want to bother with being frustrated now, when I had everything I needed waiting in my nightstand.

I let him finish and then realized I was going to have to be a fucking bitch to get rid of him, and the funny thing is I didn't care. Well needless to say he left after I threw the flowers and called him all sorts or nasty names and said he'd already been replaced and I was about to get ready for a hot date with a guy I just met at the gym. He wasn't happy and stormed away, squealing his tires down my street at each turn.

"Good riddance," I said out loud as I entered the house and dropped my bag of work clothes and purse next to the door. I couldn't wait any longer and immediately went to my room to get the toy. My pussy was already wet with the anticipation. I grabbed the drawer and emptied the contents right out on my bed because while at work I had a clever idea to let the toy change into all my other toys as I looked at each one. The thought got me horny as hell at work because I've collected quite a few.

I kicked my shoes off and jumped onto my bed sending toys in all directions I lined them up in a row and felt my heart race as my eyes passed over them all. I squeezed my tits in my sports bra and ran my hand down over my mound rubbing and pushing on my clit under the clothes. I was on fire and my 'gift' as Brock put it was fully awake again. I grabbed my green friend and started sucking it. The smooth glassy texture turned me on and I kept it like Brock for a while, wishing he was here. My mind wandered and the toy turned into a large human cock I remember seeing in a porno, filling my mouth to its limit. I grabbed the large shaft and move the loose skin now up and down stroking the large male penis.

I could feel myself getting wetter with each passing minute and my nipples pressed out against my bra. Letting the cock fall out of my mouth I laid on my back with it on my chest and wiggled out of my shorts kicking them onto the floor. The huge cock stayed in form lying on my chest and I moved my hands down my flat stomach and in between my legs feeling my wet pussy all squishy and engorged. I wanted to be eaten and grabbed the toy and moved it down to my snatch and thought about getting oral sex and immediately I was. I was even able to let go of the toy and lay back as the newly formed mouth, teeth, lips, and tongue ate me viscously. The shaft just hovered in the air and as long as it stayed in contact with me it didn't fall.

I got a little too crazy and started to buck and squirm and lost contact with it a few times and had to pick it back up and start again but it was almost like getting teased and I like it. I let it eat me and I fondled my bra covered tits enjoying the feel of my nipples staining against the material. My mind was ready to get fuck now and my pussy was beyond ready. Instantly the toy changed into a thick penis and slammed roughly into my cunt, just like I wanted it to. It withdrew and just before it lost contact with my hot flesh I thought it back in fast and deep arching my back in the process.

Over and over it fucked me and I almost forgot about letting it change into all my toys, it just felt so damn good I was content to just let it continue. Turning my head I looked at my first toy in the line. It was a rubber dildo with balls for a base about 7" long and looked like some porn star's cock but I forget his name. The toy in my cunt changed and I felt the new toy pound into my cunt and felt the balls bottom out on my ass. I started rubbing my clit and let the rubber toy go to town for about five minutes and then decided to change it to the next toy.

I had lined up the toys by body part, they were used for, so all the pussy fucking toys were first and then I would end with the anal toys. I figured this was a good route to take. Next up was a large vibrator that had a clit stimulator it was the same one I was using when Brock first appeared. I had never tried changing Brocks toy into a vibrating toy and was pleasantly surprised when it sprung to life and vibrated just like the toy I had bought. What was even better is I didn't have to use my hand, I just thought about where I wanted the toy, and the clit stimulator hit my clitoris just perfect and sent waves of pleasure through my body as the shaft vibrated my cunt.

I could even vary the vibration with a thought, even speed it up beyond what the real toy could do sending intense vibrations through my body even into my legs and abdomen. It was phenomenal and I gave this new toy some extra time thrusting it in and out of my cunt vibrating my body into spasms. I couldn't help it and climaxed, loosing contact and thought with the toy as my pussy flooded and gushed with a wave of pleasure. I laid there for five minuets afterwards until I calmed down, whimpering from the intense sensations.

Gathering my thoughts I pick up the toy and noticed another inch of dark color at the end. I smiled and rolled onto my stomach, which growled with hunger. I had forgotten to eat again in my excitement to get fucked. I got up off my bed and with toy in hand walked to my kitchen. My bra was still on as well as my socks and I glanced in my full length mirror as I was leaving my room checking out my ass and naked tummy down to my socks. "Looking hot," I whispered to my reflection and continued to the kitchen.

I was too horny to fix a nice meal, so I just grabbed a granola bar and some Gatorade from the fridge. As I was walking back I remembered a rather hot session of sex in the kitchen and the way we used the counter top and stools. Smiling I put the food down on the counter and hopped up on it resting my legs on two of the stools and laid back. I unwrapped the granola and started eating it and drinking my drink. My wet pussy throbbed again and I fed the toy into it and let go and went back to eating as it started moving in and out in slow rhythmic motions. I continued to eat and let it fuck me.

"Talk about killing two birds with one stone," I giggled out loud. I remembered which toy was next back in my room and changed Brock's toy into a double sided dildo that probably is close to two feet long. I bought it during my lesbian phase so we could fuck each other with it in between us. I only got to use it two or three times with this really fine blonde with huge fake tits and incredible body I met at the gym named Penny. The only problem was she was more interested in talking and hanging out then sex so it didn't work out between us.

I looked down my body and could see the long toy moving in and out of my cunt and the sight was very comical. The sheer weight of the toy should have sent it falling to the floor but it's alien power held it suspended and moving out and in, in perfect cadence. Looking at the other tapered end hovering in the air I decided not to let it go to waste and could tell from the plentiful cum running down my crack to the counter that my ass would be more then lubed for my idea.

I raised my legs off the stools and brought them up bending them at the knees as the toy continued to fuck me. With just a thought it bent in mid air and found my waiting asshole, putting intense pressure on my cunt as it bent in half. I thought it forward and it pressed slowly into my ass with the other end still stuck fully in my pussy. I moaned loudly as more of the shaft entered my tight ass filling me full of green alien toy. Holy shit it felt full and so good. I almost forgot to finish my food as I held the anal end still and moved the other end in and out of my now very full pussy. I felt it rub against its twin and gulped down my last bite of granola and washed it down.

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As you read, you'll see this story has two voices ... mine and her's. I literally copy and pasted her words from emails that we exchanged. Yes, this story is that real! And I'm looking for other experiences like this, so if this turns you on, I hope you'll contact me at kay-eye-kay chicago440, regardless of your age.
When I used traveled on business I would occasionally post an ad in the Craigs List Men-for-Women section. It was mostly a way to kill time while was alone in a hotel room. I'd write something fun, like "Baby Oil, Wine & Hot Tub - What Could Be Better?" The body of the post would be well written, in complete sentences, with proper punctuation. If you ever looked at CL listings, these basic qualities made the ad stand out from the normal "HMU 2 F$#@" type fare.

As an older white guy (just over 50 when I posted this particular ad), it's not like my in box got flooded. The responses were mostly from Russian scammers, prostitutes, or drug addicts. Depending on how bored I was, I'd turn the tables on the scammers, be nice to the hookers and point the addicts toward local treatment centers.

Occasionally, I'd get a hit from a real, genuine human being. Most emails were guys offering blow jobs. Once in a blue moon, a woman would respond.

Her first e-mail answered my query about "what could be better." The woman whom I would come to know as Madison wrote, "Chocolate would be better." Opinionated I thought. I like strong women. In addition to the subject line declarative, she wrote only, "Are you single?" Opinionated, laconic and moral.

My response didn't lie, but I agreed with her assessment, then offered dark chocolate along with a body rub. She responded, "Well, I am adamant, so I don't think you can change my mind, although you may be able to seduce my mind. Strong, masculine hands on my soft, pretty body is so enticing and intoxicating. I could use a body rub...I have been working really hard on my thesis and am quite fatigued. I wish I could come. :( I am just very serious about respecting other women and their relationships, even if I don't know them."

The additional detail in her note revealed a deepening curiosity. Expecting nothing more than e-mails - which I knew would end if I offended her or she simply lost interest - I pressed on just for fun. Plus, because I live my work life at a keyboard creating stories for a living, it was a welcomed distraction from my regular life, and offered hope for the perpetual hole I felt in my heart about longing to be with a woman who wanted to be with me (the reason I didn't just hire a call girl).

Soon we exchanged photos. I knew she was in college (the thesis tipped me off), so when she saw the real 50-something me, I figured it'd be over. It wasn't.

She wrote, "I really feel obliged to say that if you are really trying to get me to meet then you will not succeed. I just don't want you to waste your time. I really do believe it is wrong to be with someone who is married or in a relationship, and I am very conscientious about that.

"But I do really like your photos though. You look smart and handsome in the best way possible. You are definitely a good bit older than me but very much my type physically speaking with your hair and skin. You're adorable. I love it. :) Very sexy. And seeing your strong hands makes me want you to give me a thigh massage.

"As for me, I am 22. I am writing my undergraduate, senior thesis on The Plague by Albert Camus. I am single. I love languages, especially Latin and Ancient Greek. I spent a month in Italy last summer; I love to travel. I enjoy baking bread. I love the symphony and the opera. And I love to eat. :)

"What do you think of my photo?"

Oh my. What did I think? I was looking at a college girl who was flirting with me! My feelings raced from disbelief to being flattered, excited, enchanted and seriously aroused.

Madison exuded the girl-next-door look with medium brown hair that hung past her shoulders. Even though the photo was not at all revealing, she had beautiful womanly curves. Imagine a classic Rubenesque model minus 20 pounds and you're picturing Madison. Her sparkling eyes and welcoming smile were simply, well, just pretty. Melt-me cute. And pure.

Of course, she was not completely pure. Like me, like everyone who pursues what they need but can't find through normal channels, Madison wasn't totally innocent. Like me, she had started down a shadowy path of her own. Fortunately, somehow we'd met.

My business plans put me in the Southern city near her college in the dead of winter. Our e-mails took on an urgency because the opportunity to meet was ours to miss. I suggested coffee. Her response revealed a longing. "Of course, I am curious about what it would be like to be with you. I can't say that I wasn't fantasizing a little in my morning class about your hands on my thighs. Honestly, I wish I could go with you to dinner tonight, but I don't have a way to get there. It has been about a year since I have been with a man who knew something about build up and prolonged passion. It is something I love and something that takes me to ecstasy, and something about which many men know practically nothing. I would love a buildup of intensity tonight.

"If I went even to dinner with you, I think that I would want you to make at least a little love to me, but since I won't let that happen since you are attached, it would just be torture for me. I can't stop wishing you were single! But I just can't go against my conscience. I want kisses on my neck and ear. I dislike this inner struggle. :("

Driven by the deepest need to satisfy my heart, I rationalized the situation in a note back to her, "To put things into perspective, you'll likely do worse things in your life than see me. At least if you see me, there's a terrific upside. Some things are worth it. The reality of how I could make you feel: Worth it. The memories of what we've shared. Worth it. The adventure. Worth it."

I did not tell her that for me, the tryst would renew my strength to stay in my outwardly perfect marriage that was otherwise killing me ... slowly sucking the passion and energy from my soul due to my wife's emotional and physical disinterest. Being with Madison took on extra urgency as I realized she could be so deeply important to me at a level she couldn't possibly understand.

Madison resisted and resisted until she didn't. Dozens of e-mails tracked the moral battle. Either of us could have walked away. Neither did.

We'd agreed to meet at a wine bar for dinner. I got there a bit early and ordered a Riesling. Then a second. I'd positioned myself in the very back of the restaurant, faced so I could see the door. Madison arrived. She was prettier than her photos, and I hadn't realized how tall she was, at least 5'8". She didn't see me, so I stood up and walked to greet her. We paused for a moment, eye to eye, my hands in front of me to gently welcome her by taking her's and leading her to our table. It was going to be a nice evening.

Still to this moment I can't recall the dress she was wearing, except that had a modestly deep neckline with a lace up feature. I did my best to keep my eyes on hers, but her ample breasts made for the most beautiful cleavage.

We talked for a while, noshed on some great food, drank a little (more) wine, and then Madison announced she needed to go. It wasn't late, but I knew she was working on her thesis, and I didn't want to impinge on her studies.

Being that it was truly freezing out (below 32°), I asked if she'd mind driving me back to my hotel. She agreed. As we walked to her car, she sheepishly admitted she'd forgotten where she parked. Then she realized she didn't have cash to pay the parking fee. I found this so charming and innocent.

Perhaps as a life metaphor regarding needs, as we were walking, she shivered. I put my arm around her and turned up the collar on her wool coat. She'd never known you could do that! I guess when Georgia is your home, what comes naturally to those who grew up in the frozen Mid-West wouldn't be second nature. Then she slipped on some ice. I instinctively caught her. That moment it was Madison who melted a little. I kept her warm and safe that walk.

The dinner and walk surprisingly revealed, that despite our age difference, we clicked. Our personalities and deep-seated needs meshed in a way I still don't understand. This girl with whom I was walking was so young, pretty, smart and vivacious that I didn't want her to go. I told her I'd like some desert. She coyly asked, "What are you hungry for?" Chocolate was the only appropriate verbal answer, although my eyes said otherwise. I casually noted, as if by coincidence, that I had dark chocolate in my room. As we pulled into my hotel, she was the one to suggest that she'd like to come up.

You could have knocked me over with a feather. Never in a million years.

As for what happened next, Madison's diary entry puts it in her words. She sent the words below in an email. This is what she wrote in her journal. The action picks up after she gets into her friend's borrowed car and drives away from the university:

"Dear Journal, I decided to go and meet him. The tension within myself was too great for me to bear, so I had to go. I think our e-mail exchanges made meeting that much more exciting. I did not put much care into my underthings when getting ready as I had no idea of what was to come. But I put on my royal blue silk dress. It is one of my favorite dresses. It is a soft, fine 100% silk dress and it makes men want to put their arms around me. It is delightfully and teasingly low cut although it shows but a glimpse of cleavage. It is a very classy dress. It ties above the breasts; I like to fancy that when men see it they just want to untie it and start kissing me. I curled my hair and put on light makeup as well as my rose oil perfume. In my very humble but very accurate opinion, I looked lovely.

"I drove to the city, and I felt a little nervous as I walked to establishment. It turned out to be the perfect place for our rendezvous. I like to imagine how we looked that evening, all dressed up and full of desire. I walked in, and I did not see anyone. I thought he would be sitting next to the door watching for me. I felt a small pang of dismay as I looked about and did not see him. But after a few seconds, he stood up and I caught sight of him. He was sitting in the back; I walked to him, and the moment I saw him I knew it was going to be a lovely, romantic evening. People most often look more attractive in pictures than in real life. But it was the opposite with him. He was so handsome. He was definitely quite a bit older than I was, but the age difference did not feel too pronounced. I felt that we were on the same wavelength. I wonder what were his thoughts when he first saw me. He wears glasses. I love glasses on a man. He was wearing a sweater that looked to be very soft and a silk tie. He has very good taste and seemed young at heart. When I approached him, he welcomed me with an embrace and kissed me on the cheek. My heart began to waver and to melt a little. It was so romantic and made me feel so womanly. I wish I could have played that scene again and again. I loved him kissing me on the cheek upon meeting me. He is such a romantic, gentlemanly man. He helped me out of my coat and pulled out my chair for me to sit down. He is absolutely my type physically and intellectually. I loved his voice and his style of dress. I loved his taste in food.

"He sat down, and we conversed a little before the waitress came over. I ordered a Pinor Noir; he already had his wine. I was surprised that he preferred white wine. With his romantic, sensual personality, I would have thought that he would prefer a dark, sultry red. One thing that I found irresistibly attractive about him was his vocabulary. Most men (indeed most modern people) have a very limited vocabulary, because people don't read much and stead watch cheap tv. I have a fairly expansive vocabulary because I study Latin and Greek and because I read a lot. But I love that he used words like "egregious" and "bucolic." I thought it was very sexy.

"We had a most pleasant conversation. We talked about traveling. I talked about my school and work, and he told me about his work. The tension between us was palpable. I loved it. I caught him looking at my breasts twice, and it made my heart beat a little faster. But he did not look at them in a crass way but rather in an admiring way. I wondered what he was thinking when he looked. Was he wondering how soft but firm they would feel under his touch? Was he wanting to kiss them softly? Was he wondering what my nipples looked like?

"The ambiance of the restaurant was perfect. I have only been able to drink legally for a little over a year, so I still feel the novelty of meeting someone for a glass of wine. It was pleasantly dim inside and the music was perfect. Norah Jones and Frank Sinatra were playing as well as other such artists. I just love the tension between man and woman. I knew that both of us were full of desire but I love the tension before the desire is played out. I knew that he was pursuing me, and I loved it. I loved how romantic he was. He had a fantastic smile too; it was very contagious. Oh and his hands. His hands were incredibly sexy. I don't know why, but I could not stop looking at them. They were so sexy. They looked so strong. I kept trying to keep myself from imagining them massaging my breasts and kneading my thighs. Them sliding up my inner thighs and spreading my legs apart. Imagining his finger sliding into the dark wetness of my flower...His hands were intoxicating. It didn't help when he got up to use the restroom and as he walked behind me he put his right hand on my upper right arm. My heart fluttered, and I reveled in the sweet feeling of desire and arousal that was blossoming inside me. I knew he was trying me to see what would happen, and I soaked up every second of it. I kept thinking about that simple touch. When he came back, he pulled his chair closer to mine, and I felt the effect of that between my legs. Our faces got quite close at times. I can't say that I didn't imagine his lips on the lips of my flower and his mouth enclosing my nipples inside it.

"He said, "How does it feel to have someone sitting so close to you who wants to make love to you?" I said something to the effect that it happens not infrequently. He said he was not surprised. He stopped a little a one point and said something quietly. I asked him to repeat himself, and he said, "You're just so pretty." I felt a little bashful at such open admiration, but I also felt so attractive under his gaze. Another time, after I caught him casting a furtive glance at my breasts, he said it again. "You're just so pretty." I loved that whole dinner. It felt so sensual and romantic. He kept looking at me with such depth in his eyes. He would gaze at me for quite a long time, and I would feel a little shy.

"But my thoughts were not just sexual to be sure. I loved the romance of it. I loved how intelligent and well-traveled he was. And he paid for the meal which is very attractive. I had the urge to put my hand on the table and let him hold it and stroke it, but I resisted the urge. He definitely was very attractive to me intellectually. He seemed to have knowledge in a wide variety of areas. I just felt drawn to him like a magnet. I tried not to show it of course. I wanted him to pursue, not me. He looked at me in a very attracted and admiring fashion. I am sure that I blushed a little at least. Oh his hands. I kept thinking about him slipping his arm around my waist. And about his hands going dangerously low.

"When we stood up, he helped me into my coat and after it was on, he put his hands on my waist and again I felt a warm, familiar curling sensation between my legs. We walked out; I even love even the way he walks with so much confidence. We got out and it was so cold. But I love it being cold because it is so romantic. it makes one want to snuggle up. And it gave me a perfect excuse for me to put my arm in his. I was delighted to be so close to him. He was certainly laughing at me a little because I couldn't remember where I parked, and I had never heard of putting your collar up to keep your neck warm. But I didn't mind it because I knew that he knew I was intelligent. I loved it when he stopped to put my collar up because his sexy hands were on me a little.

"I very much enjoyed the frigid walk back. We walked to the little fountain waterfall. I took his hand and stepped over to the steps nearer the fountain. His hands are very strong. I imagine them pinning my arms over my head and kissing me. Holding me down and making me succumb to pleasure. I wanted a kiss near the fountain but it was much too soon. I loved snuggling up to him on the walk. His arm around me or holding my hand.

"And then he said he had chocolate in the room, and I made the fatal suggestion of going to eat chocolate in the room. I drove to the hotel, and he was very gentlemanly, opening all the doors. It made me feel very womanly. We got in the room and I flopped onto the bed. Later I discovered that such a careless movement made him want to make love to me."

An aside here: The older one gets, if they bother to observe how young people move, they're much more bouncy than adults. Imagine a group of school girls talking excitedly in a school hallway, and you'll get the idea. So Maddison walks into the room and on her way toward the window, she bounces on the bed. It was so cute and inadvertently sexy that I muttered to myself, "I'm a dead man. I can't believe this is happening."

Madison's journal entry continued, "Under the guise of going to look at the Charlotte view, I walked over to the window, and he came up behind me. Just his closeness made my heart beat very fast. He stood behind me and ran his fingertips on my upper arms. My upper arms are a very erogenous part of my body, perhaps because they are so close to my breasts. I loved it. I was becoming so aroused. He started massaging my back. His strong hands massaging my back made my knees weak, and so I went over to the bed.

"What happened next is a delicious blur in my head, but many things stand out distinctly in my mind. He leaned a little on the dominant side which I loved. He was certainly romancing me, making love to me. His hands were intoxicating. I loved him kissing my neck and my arms. I can't remember what order things happened in, but I will recall all that I can. My will was wavering very much. When I first sat down, he started rubbing my thighs. I loved it. Watching his hands rub my thighs was heady indeed. He was arousing me so much. He took off his sweater at one point and started unbuttoning his shirt, but I took over and finished unbuttoning it. I liked his chest. I liked running my hand over it and sliding my hand on his lower stomach and a little under his pants. Finally, he took off his pants. And there was his cock in all its hardness. So sexual. I took it in my hands. I touched it and played with his balls. I really liked his balls; it was very pleasurable to me to give him such pleasure.

"One of my favorite parts was when he started kissing my bosom. My dress and bra were still on. But I loved it when he untied the tie on my dress. And opened me up. Exposing my cleaving to his sight and touch. I am pretty sure that I cried out loudly when his lips and hands came in contact with my breasts. I pushed him away, but he kept on kissing and touching. Finally, I took off my bra and unzipped my dress. He pulled my dress over and exposed my breast. I felt myself going wild knowing that he was gazing upon it. He kissed it, and he made me drunk. The feel of his tongue on my breast, his fingertips. I loved watching it all; I can never have enough of it. I am a very visual person. I love watching everything he does to me. The sight is inebriating. I took off my dress, and I love what he did. He stopped what he was doing for a second, and he looked me in the eye and said, "You are beautiful." And then he returned to my breast. It felt like he couldn't keep his hands off my nipples. He was driving me to ecstasy. He would wet his fingers on his tongue and play with my breasts in a manner that would drive me wild. He would pull my nipples. And I loved that he was rough with them. I love it that he was not restraining himself. I remember very vividly once when he was licking my right breast. I could see his tongue running around my nipple and licking my nipple. It was so sexy. I wanted that tongue on my flower.

"I wanted him to pin me down so I wove his fingers in mine and made him pin my arms above my head. My flower was soaking. He sat on me and played with my nipples. I loved it. And I loved seeing his cock so close to my face. I think I sucked on his finger a little, then he slide his cock in my waiting mouth, and I loved it. This is all a blur because it was so pleasurable. I wanted him to [email protected]#$ my mouth. It was amazing. I loved him being above me and putting his cock in my mouth.

"I loved touching him to make him cum. It was so sexual! I loved seeing his face while I was pleasuring him. The height of pleasure was when he first touched me. I made him wait quite awhile and build up to it. He kept touching my thigh, my inner thigh, and my ass and getting so close to my flower. I kept moving his hand and pushing him away. I love resisting a man's advances and making him try for it and overcome me. It is so arousing to me. I think I was getting very vocal."

Another aside here: Madison moaned so loudly that I was afraid a guest in an adjacent room would call security. I whispered in her ear to quiet down, and was surprised at the beautiful agony she expended keeping her moans suppressed. Her passion was so obvious and earnest. Pure ecstasy in action. Nothing faked or put on.

The journal then chronicled, "He kept getting so close to touching me and I kept moving his hand. Finally he pulled me on top of him. My legs were spread apart on either side of him. He put his hands on my ass and pulled my ass wide apart. I was squirming I'm sure. He got really close and then finally plunged a finger into my flower. I felt like screaming. So much pleasure! And I can't even begin to say how much I loved him touching my ass. Some men don't enjoy that, and I am so glad that he does. He ran his finger around my ass almost like he was rimming me but with his finger instead of his tongue. Then he laid me down with my back on the bed and started playing more with my flower. He groaned and said how good I felt. I felt his finger wandering around my lips. I wish he could have looked at my flower in the lamp light. It is so sexy. I wonder if he liked my lips, although I am not sure if he got much of a good look at them. My plump, juicy flower lips are my favorite erotic feature on myself. I wish I had not been on my period. I wanted him to suck on my lips so badly. Finally he sat up and touched me to perfection. He put a finger (or maybe two? I'm not sure.) in my flower and he put a finger in my ass, deep in my ass. He pushed me to the edge of ecstasy. My favorite thing of all is being fingered in the ass and flower at the same time. I love it. I didn't want it to end, although he was being a little too rough since I hadn't been touched for several months. One of the most pleasurable moments was when I slowly pulled his finger out of my ass. That felt incredible. Feeling it slowly slide out of my ass. I wish I had been on my hands and knees for him to finger my ass. But it felt amazing as it was. I think I came, although the orgasm wasn't very intense. I wish I had not started my period, so I could have relaxed and enjoyed it completely.

"I just loved the way he was sexually. A little dominant. The perfect amount. Admiring and romantic and not crass at all. Sexy and so sexual. Oh and I wished I could have brought him to orgasm orally. I deep throated him a little and loved it. I wonder if he liked it much. He wasn't very vocal, so I couldn't tell which things he especially liked. I wanted to lick his balls, but I didn't. Perhaps I should have.

"We held and cuddled afterwards. I loved it. And I loved that he kissed so many parts of my body: my stomach, arms, neck. I wanted him to kiss, lick, and blow on my right ear more. The whole night was delicious. The way he looked at me made me feel so feminine. If I had known this was going to happen I would have worn pretty underwear and shaved my legs and trimmed my hair. I hope he liked my flower. I felt drunk from pleasure.

"But I want so much more. I want to deep throat him more. I want him to taste me. I want the build up to take even longer. I want him to hold me more. If I see him again, it is not going to be any easier for him. I want to resist just as much and make him try for me. He has to overcome me to get to my breasts and flower. I just love the interplay of the masculine and the feminine, and he is so good at evoking the feeling of contrast between man and woman. That is what romance is. I want his strong hands to lie me down on the bed and slowly spread my legs apart and then tease me. Run his fingertips around the outline of my underwear. Breathe warm breath on my flower through my underwear. Pull my underwear to the side and gaze upon my flower. Trace around my flower with his fingertip but take so long to touch it to drive me wild from desire. I want prolonged teasing.

"The first time he saw my breasts, I felt so feminine. I want to know what he was thinking at each part. I want to know what he thought when his cock was in my throat. He told me what he thought of my breasts: that Grecians must have used a model like me in sculpting their statues. He is so romantic and so masculine. I love it. I want to know if he really saw my ass. It is so sexy and full and round. I want to know how much he wanted to kiss me at dinner. I want to know what he thought when he first laid eyes on me. I want to know what he thought when he caught a glimpse of my cleavage. I want to know what he thought of my soft skin. I want to know all his thoughts about everything in the evening. I want to know every dimension of his desire for me. I want him to see the fullness of my ass and hips, to admire me more in all my alluring femininity.

"There is so much more. I feel like I am just scratching the surface. I can't help but wonder if he has many experiences like this in his business travels. Maybe I am but one of many lovers he encounters often in his travels. Ah well. One can never know. He is handsome, classy, and romantic, so I would not be surprised if many women fell for him and want him.

"Oh well. I want him, and had him, tonight."

And Madison did have me that night ... and in my memory, many more nights after that.

While it might seem strange, we never had intercourse. She was saving herself for her husband, whomever that lucky man would turn out to be. And honestly, I didn't miss it for a moment. It was the most earnest and erotic encounter I've ever had. It just proves that it's not what you do, but whom you do it with, that matters most.

Madison and I would see each other two more times before she graduated and began traveling abroad. The following times were more intense and physical, involving lots of oral sex, deep throating, 69ing, and anal experimentation. After one particularly exhausting round of climaxes, she snuggled against me and fell asleep with her head on my chest. While I wasn't catching her from a slip on the ice, I was providing a soft and safe landing for this curious and sexy young woman.

During the last two encounters, she liked me being the polite aggressor, and there would be no question as to whether she orgasmed. I always knew when I'd succeeded because she'd literally experience quakes through her toned quads that would quiver and spasm for minutes afterwards. I'd utilize the one-in-ass-two-in-the-pussy technique multiple times, and often while sucking her sizable labia. And that ass; oh my gosh. A perfect puckered pink penny-sized asshole that begged to be rimmed, licked and penetrated. Every part of Madison was just so damn fetching.

A part of me fell in love with this young woman, but my dedication to my family prevented me from acting on any of the fantasies I created, including paying for Madison's post-graduate work in my home city so I could see her more often.

As it became clear that we would not likely see each other again, our e-mails became more infrequent. Every so often I'd get a missive like, "I want your tongue so badly. Your tongue is incredible. Magical. I want you to make my thighs tremble. I want to be really f#@%ed in the ass too. Make me scream!" My all-time favorite was, "You have no idea how wild I am feeling! I want you to ravish my body right now! I would lick your ass for an hour right now if we were together. I think the more dominant you are, the more inclined I would be to want to lick ass...hold me down, put your cock down my throat, maybe even tie me up a bit. I want you dreadfully!"

Madison ended up settling permanently in Eastern Europe. She teaches there now. As often as I fantisized about seeing her again and trying to imagine a future with her, there was none that I could make a reality. We both needed to move on. We had no future that I could make real. I let go.

It's been a few years since I received an e-mail from Madison. Perhaps thinking about her own need for redemption, that last email was sent on Easter.

The note included one of the kindest things anyone has ever written to me. She knew that I struggled with why she was attracted to me. I kept asking myself, "Why me?" My thoughts were that perhaps I was some kind of loving paternal figure? Rather forcefully, she corrected me, "I was not attracted to because you were older. I was attracted to you, and you happened to be older. That's all."

As I read that, the hole in my heart shrank a little, and my need to run to the shadows lessened for a time.

Sometime my mind wonders if we'll ever cross paths again. Will the desires that first drove us into the shadows ever bring us back together, even years from now? To this day, whenever I make a connection through the Atlanta airport - Madison's home town - I catch myself thinking of her.

Author's note: I welcome notes from women about this story, either publicly or via the note option. Chicago440 on the three-lettered chat system that begins and ends with the "k" sound and has an eye in the middle.

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2021-11-24 11:58:33
I thought this was a very good read....You took your time....2 view points...not bad..

2021-11-24 09:16:25
Very erotic I was lucky enough to live I met and fell in love with a submissive 29 years my junior we fell in love had a son together. We completed each other for 24 years the day she died my heart died as well. She is still the great love of my life.

2021-02-28 21:58:33
Nice story. Well written. I liked the changing points of view.

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Samantha's Strange Wish For Relief!

Samantha had always been a bit of a wild girl and I loved her for it! We have only been married for 2 years and already she is starting to be a handful for me. She is always wanting sex and there is only so much a nice lad like myself can provide. She has always had this strong desire for sex and I have only to touch her clit or her nipples and she demands to be fucked! Most men would find this the biggest turn-on possible, but that is not always the case for me. I just can't keep it up to her!

Samantha had a rather full sex life before she met me. She wasn't shy about telling me about all of her lovers before me and I had heard some very graphic stories from her. She had been the object in a very big gangbang and had enjoyed being fucked by at least 25 men, all at the one session. She had been a willing participant and had asked to be the center of attraction. She had also had lots of sex with other men and almost considered herself to be an expert. She understood I couldn't satisfy her more than three times a day and I am sure, if she had the chance, she would fuck at least ten times each day! I had explained to her that I was normal and she was the one who was abnormal in her demands. At first I had managed to fuck her lots of times each day but now, although I am the same age as Samantha, I just cannot do her more than three times a day - sometimes less.

She fully understands my problem and has told me she wouldn't fuck other men outside of our marriage and I know she believes she is telling the truth.

One day she came home from a visit to her local gynecologist with a very big smile on her face! She told me he understood her problem and thought the only way she would be able to tone down her sex desire, apart from drugs which she hated, would be for her to have her clitoris rendered less sensitive! When I asked her what she meant, she told me he had suggested she have her clitoris pierced in a special way and that would probably quell some of her desire. I wasn't in favor of having her pierced but told her I would agree if she really wanted to do that!

She seemed fairly convinced that this was the way to go and so she began contacting tattoo and piercing studios asking the opinions of the piercers! They all told her it depended on the shape of her clitoris and how much was exposed. They all told her not everyone would be suitable and the only way they could tell would be for her to visit them and let them examine her.

Samantha asked me if I would go with her when she visited a few of these studios. I asked why she wanted to visit more than one but she said she wanted to see if all the opinions were the same. This seemed to be reasonable to me so I took the day off from the office and agreed to accompany her.

She had her list of 6 studios and we began at the first early in the morning. The studio was owned by a man who was about 40 years old and, although he was tattooed a deal, he looked to be a genuine person. He listened to what Samantha had to tell him and then told her he would have to examine her. She told him I had to go with her and he readily agreed. We moved into the small room at the rear of the studio which he said was more private. Here he asked Samantha to remove her panties and to then climb up onto the table where he would examine her.

Samantha is a very attractive girl with a very good figure and a wonderful smile. She readily climbed onto the table and pulled her skirt up well above her waist and then spread her legs widely apart as the piercer moved between her legs and sat down on a stool at the end of the table. He was wearing rubber gloves and he gently parted her labia and moved his fingers around examining her intimately. He then moved his fingers to her clitoris and began to stroke it. Her clitoris always stands up, when she is aroused, and is right outside the hood so that it is very visible. It is very easy to touch and thus she is very easily aroused.

I could see, as he was stroking her clitoris, that he was arousing her very quickly and suddenly she gave a little scream and a shudder and experienced a wonderful orgasm! The piercer was surprised she had cum so easily and remarked that he now knew just how sensitive her clitoris must be.

Samantha had a very hairy pubic bush but wasn't even a little bit embarrassed lying there with her dress up around her waist and her legs spread wide as the man played with her clitoris! I was standing alongside her holding on to her hands and as he played with her (examined her) she squeezed my hands hard as she became excited.

After examining her for about 20 minutes during which time she had three orgasms, he announced he would be prepared to pierce her clit and expected, if it was done correctly, it would diminish her sensitivity and thus reduce her desire for more and constant sex. He also asked how sensitive her nipples were and when she told him they were almost as sensitive as her clit, he asked if he could examine them too. She didn't hesitate and, still lying on her back, unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. She wasn't wearing a bra - she told us it rubbed her nipples too much to wear a bra - and her beautiful breasts and nipples were exposed to his gaze. He began caressing her breasts and then moved to her nipples. Immediately she began to groan and squeezed my hands as she came again! He was more surprised at the sudden response from her nipples and told her she had extremely sensitive nipples - more so than he had seen before.

He eventually told Samantha that he was fairly confident he could pierce her nipples too and make them less sensitive although he wasn't as confident as he had been about her clitoris! He gave her quotes to have her clit and nipples pierced and told her to go away and think about what he had said! At least he appeared genuine. Samantha dressed and we thanked the man and left the studio.

Once outside, I asked Samantha if she thought she would go ahead with the piercing and she said that seemed to be very likely but she wanted more opinions so we drove to the next studio on her list.

The procedure at the next studio was almost identical to the first. The man here asked her to remove her panties and to hop up onto his table. This man, however, didn't wear gloves and I was a bit alarmed when he began touching her clitoris with his bare fingers. She responded much more quickly here than the first studio. She began cumming as soon as he began touching her! She certainly squeezed my hand a lot! His diagnosis was similar to the first man although he thought she might need a very large ring or bolt to achieve the right effect! He took the time to explain that while she wanted to reduce the desire to fuck everything in sight, if the piercing was successful, it would also reduce the desire for me to fuck her and I certainly didn't want that to happen! He too wanted to examine her nipples and again he played with them without the benefit of gloves. I was a bit off this fellow! Eventually he too gave her quotes for the work and told her he was very confident it would work for her! After leaving this studio I asked Samantha if she really wanted to go to other studios because I thought they would all tell her the same thing! If the truth is told, I guess I didn't want too many men looking at and handling my lovely wife! Samantha told me she would like to see one more piercer and see what he had to say before making up her mind!

The next studio was not as attractive as the other two and I didn't feel as comfortable here as I had at the first two but agreed to let Samantha see what would be said here. When we first entered the premises my reaction was of a third rate studio - there seemed to be mess everywhere and there were several men standing around talking and looking at books of tattoos! When the man in charge came over to Samantha and asked her what she wanted even she didn't look very happy but never-the-less she told him of her problem and asked his advice.

He didn't have a separate room and just told Samantha to take off her panties and to hop up onto the large table which was in the center of his studio. All of the men standing around came over to watch. He didn't do anything to discourage them and so they formed a ring around Samantha lying there naked from the waist down and with her legs spread widely! They all looked at her body and they were so close I had a hard time trying to hold Samantha's hand while she was examined. The piercer played with her clit with his bare hands and soon she was shuddering and beginning to scream as she reached her orgasm, much to the delight of the men watching. This man kept on playing with her clit and she came 5 times in a very short space of time. He then, without asking, shoved two fingers into her cunt and I could see him moving his fingers around in her. At the same time he was playing with her clit. This time, as she came, she bucked wildly and her orgasm was obviously a very big one. He laughed as she came and asked her if she wanted to be fucked while she was here! I stepped up and pushed some of the men away and tried to pull Samantha up off the table. I am sure she would have moved if she hadn't had such a big orgasm but she was completely exhausted for the moment and seemed as if she couldn't move. The man hadn't removed his fingers from her cunt and continued to play with her until she was moaning again and about to have another orgasm! I couldn't stand this any more and pushed violently at the piercer who was playing with her. With his hands busily occupied he wasn't able to defend himself and overbalanced when I shoved him. Now he had to let go of her body but immediately several other men began sticking their fingers into her cunt and of course played with her clit. Also the other men were undoing her blouse and playing with her nipples. I knew if I didn't get her out soon she would be raped although in her present state it wouldn't be rape if she asked for it!

I am not a big person but now I was furious and seemed to have a sudden burst of power. I punched a couple of the men and slowly the others seemed to back off. I quickly pulled Samantha off the table and rushed to the door and the safety of the street! We didn't have time to grab her panties but that didn't matter - at least we had escaped what could have been a very nasty ordeal. I wasn't sure just how happy Samantha was that I had taken her away from the men! In her own way she had been enjoying all the attention she had been getting.

We returned home and I insisted Samantha have a shower and get cleaned up. She did this without question and when she came out of the bathroom naked I knew she was still aroused and I would have to fuck her quickly! We went into our bedroom and fucked until Samantha was satisfied. We were really fucking and not making love because although I loved Samantha with all my heart we have gone past the time when making love is enough for Samantha.

When we had rested I asked her if she still wanted to have her clit pierced after all that had happened today. She told me she still wanted to see more piercers and if I didn't want to accompany her she would go alone. I knew then that she was unhappy that I had stopped her getting fucked at the last studio! This made me all the more determined that I would go wherever she wanted because I couldn't trust her to behave if she went alone.

Next morning we visited one more studio. This certainly looked a lot better proposition than the last we saw yesterday. This studio was run by a man and wife team and they seemed to be very understanding of her problem. They too asked her to remove her panties and to hop up onto their table in a private room and were most happy for me to come with her. They both wore gloves and very carefully examined Samantha's clit and didn't make any attempt to play with it before asking if that would be O.K. with Samantha. When given permission they touched her clit very carefully and they were able to examine it for a long time before Samantha had an orgasm. They agreed it was terribly sensitive and in their experience they had only seen one like this before but had read quite a deal about over-sensitive clits and thought they might be able to help her.

They asked Samantha to get dressed and to take a seat while they looked up some references in their books. Their library was very impressive and I was sure they were a genuine couple anxious to help their clients.

After reading for about 30 minutes the man asked if we would mind if they phoned a Professor they knew very well at a university in the next state! We agreed, of course, and so the call was made. We were able to listen in on the conversation and were delighted that the Professor completely understood what they were telling him. He told us he had dealt with similar problems in the past but there had been mixed successes because it was largely unknown how each person would react to the treatment. He didn't recommend having her clit pierced but suggested we travel to his city and meet with us and he would then introduce us to a special plastic surgeon who had helped him in the past with similar problems. We thanked the couple for their kind attention and armed with the address of the Professor we left.

Samantha was showing a great deal of interest in what the Professor had to say and wanted to immediately travel to his city to see him. The Professor had told us we should just arrive at his office when it was convenient for us and he would make sure he would see us as soon as possible. We packed our cases and left in our car to meet the Professor.

We had well over 600 miles to travel so we broke our journey half way and booked into a motel for the night. Unfortunately the motel was attached to a truck stop and when we went to the diner for a meal it was crowded out with drivers of all ages and appearances. With so many men around her, Samantha started to become very aroused and began to fidget on her chair. I asked he if she was alright and she simply told me she wanted to be fucked right away. I told her she would have to wait until our meal was finished and then we could return to our room. Part way through the meal Samantha said she had to visit the ladies room and left the table. The diner was quite large and she had to cross the room to reach the ladies! I lost sight of her as she wended her way through the tables. Samantha had been gone for about 25 minutes and I was starting to get very worried about her. At this point she threaded her way back to the table and sat down and smiled at me! I asked her where she had been and she simply said, "Darling, I went to the ladies room but after I had entered I found three men had followed me in and they came up to me and began to play with me. I was sure you wouldn't mind and so I let these men get me very aroused. They took my clothes off and when I was naked they fucked me! Now don't get upset, the men told me they were leaving anyway and I am sure they are a long way gone by now. I really enjoyed being fucked by these men and now we can take our time finishing our meal!" She was so unconcerned about this happening to her I just couldn't believe what she was saying! It had happened so quickly and with her permission that this couldn't have been an isolated incident. I then asked her to be very truthful with me and tell me if she had been fucked by any other men since we had been married! She asked me if I would get mad if she told the truth. I told her I just wanted to know so she said, "Darling, I have this problem and you know how hard it is for me to resist when the urges get so strong so, yes, I have been fucked by other men. In fact, lots of them but I do hope you understand we are on our way to get this problem fixed and so I will be faithful to you in the future!" I was stunned by her words! I had always suspected she was getting fucked by others but I had always dismissed that fear by remembering she had promised me she wouldn't go with any other men but me!

I am an understanding sort of chap and had to realistically take what she was saying on board and try to get my head around it! She was admitting to me she had been fucked lots of times by other men since we had been married and I would have to accept it or lose her! I told her I loved her but was disappointed she hadn't had the trust in me to tell me the truth. After the meal we returned to our room and, perhaps because she had been fucked so recently, we were able to make leisurely love with one another - the feeling was wonderful. I didn't mind having my cock in with the cum from the other men - I just loved Samantha.

When we met with the Professor he asked to examine Samantha and was so professional in his approach he asked for two nurses to be with him whilst he examined her. Samantha looked lovely lying on his examination table with her legs clamped in the stirrups and spread so widely. His examination was very slow and careful and he kept taking notes as he worked. Of course I was allowed to be with Samantha too and I really trusted this man and felt sure he would be able to help us.

Professor Terrill told us he would discuss our case with a plastic surgeon and asked us to return to his office next afternoon. We left full of hope and were very excited at the prospect of a cure.

The next afternoon when we returned to Professor Terrill's office he had another man with him and asked that they be allowed to examine Samantha one more time to make sure of what they had planned for her. Again she was strapped into the stirrups and examined by both men intently. I should point out that although Samantha has a very hairy bush and we both love it left as it is, the hair doesn't grow right down over her clit - for some reason her clit is always completely visible and not covered with her hair. The surgeon was a Dr. Maxwell and he was also very sure he could help us. He talked candidly with us and told us many tribes throughout the world used a very banned procedure on the young women by removing their clitoris altogether thus rendering them unable to get excited and thus remain true to their menfolk! He told us he would never do anything like that but he did think by removing just a portion of her clit he would be able to reduce the sensitivity of her clit and thus make her less aroused in the future. All this time Samantha is still strapped in the stirrups and lying with her legs widespread and under the intense gaze of the two medical men and their two nurses who were again present for the examination.

I felt the two medical men were discussing Samantha's clit like a piece of meat but then again, I knew they had her best interests at heart. They were discussing which piece of her clit they should surgically remove for the best result. Finally, Dr. Maxwell produced a strange looking marking pen and drew a very careful circle on the side of Samantha's clit extending around to the bottom of it as well. Dr. Maxwell became alarmed when Samantha produced a very strong orgasm just because he had touched her clit with his marking pen. He was sure it would hardly be felt. He expressed his apologies and hoped he hadn't hurt Samantha. She just grinned at him and told him he would probably now understand her problem more clearly.

It was now decided! Samantha would enter the private clinic of Dr. Maxwell and he would operate on her clit tomorrow and remove the part they had marked. Understandably Samantha was very nervous about the operation but she was assured by Dr. Maxwell all would be alright and she shouldn't worry herself about it.

Next morning Samantha entered the private clinic and was made ready for the operation. We had previously asked Dr. Maxwell if he could operate with Samantha's pubic bush left as it is and he agreed he could work with it in place. I, of course, wasn't allowed in the operation theater but waited anxiously in the waiting room while it was carried out.

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