Author: Elizabeth Heath
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As Shelly stood in front of her mirror drying her hair, she stared at her own reflection thinking to herself, "I do still have my shape, but maybe a little toning up will help." She reached for her sleeping pills and swallowed one with a drink of water, setting the glass back down she ran her hands over her breasts and stomach and down to her freshly trimmed pussy, "I don't know why I bother with grooming anymore, it's not like there is anyone to appreciate it." Reaching into a drawer she pulled out the shirt she likes to sleep in, pulling it over her head she noticed a movement in the mirror from the window of Paul's house, turning she looked toward the window, "I guess Paul likes the fresh air as well," she thought. Walking around the bed Shelly bent down to fluff her pillows a bit and to roll the comforter down, choosing to sleep with just a sheet.
Watching Shelly as she bent forward over the bed, her beautiful bare ass pointing right at him, Paul shot his second load of the night.
Shelly crawled into bed and pulled the sheet over her, letting her body relax and the sleeping pill take over.
Paul continued to watch for 2 hours as Shelly fell asleep.
This went on for the next 3 days and nights, days Paul would be over at Shelly's house helping her arrange furniture, nights he would watch her as she showered, took her pill and slept. Paul noted that the pills seemed to take effect rather quickly, most nights within an hour of getting into bed Shelly seemed to be fast asleep.
On the fourth night, about an hour or so after Shelly had fallen asleep Paul herd her phone ring, watching intently he noticed that she did not stir at all, even though the phone was right next to her bed. "She did say those pills made her sleep pretty heavily," Paul remembered.
Paul continued to watch her for the next hour, then just as he was about to call it a night and go to bed himself, she rolled over onto her stomach, as she rolled the sheet moved with her and exposed part of her ass. Paul's mind went a little wild at seeing her bared round ass again, he quickly took off his robe and put on a pair of shorts and t-shirt. Not really knowing what he was doing, Paul picked up the keys to her house, walked over and let himself in.
Standing in the dining room, the thought, "what am I doing, this is wrong." But he was no longer in control of himself, he had to see Shelly's naked body up close, "yes," he told himself, "I will just look in on her, make sure she is alright."
Walking down the hall he could see the glow from her night light, walking quietly into her room he stood over her bed gazing down at the perfect roundness of her ass. He whispered her name a couple times to see if she would stir, nothing at all, she was sound asleep.
Paul reached with a shaking hand until his fingers touched her ass, stopping, he watched, still no movement. Paul placed his hand on her butt cheek, nice he thought, round, yet firm and so smooth. He began caressing her ass, always watching for movement from her. Feeling bolder Paul leaned down and placed a light kiss on her butt cheek, inhaling the sweet smell of her body. Paul slowly let his tongue lick between her ass cheeks, while he reached lower with his hand to her pussy, letting his finger slip between the lips. At this Shelly moaned very lightly and her legs parted slightly. Paul stopped and waited to see if he had woken her. Realizing that her breathing had not changed and that she was still sound asleep but her body was reacting, he continued his movement. His finger was sliding up and down inside of her pussy lips, he could feel her getting moist and hear occasional soft moans from her.
As Shelly became more wet from his finger play Paul got more bold, slipping his finger slowly into her pussy he began to gently fuck her with it, at the same time he was beginning to lick her tight asshole, pushing his tongue into her. He continues finger fucking her pussy while his tongue fucked her ass, her body reacting in its sleep by pushing back into him slightly. All of a sudden he felt it, he began to cum in his pants, just by touching Shelly's body he had his own orgasm, as he came, his tongue went deep into her ass, he felt a muscle twitch as he had his face buried between her ass cheeks, then he felt her wetness coat his hand as Shelly groaned lightly.
"Wow," he thought, "I think she just came in her sleep."
Paul removed his hand and tongue from her holes, lifting his fingers to his mouth he tasted the sweet juices from her pussy, savoring the taste and aroma. Pulling her comforter from the foot of the bed, he covered her body and headed back home.
For the next 3 nights Paul waited for Shelly to fall asleep then made his way into her bedroom, depending on the position she slept in he was able to enjoy the flavors of all of her body. On night 3, as he was staring down at her once again exposed ass, he decided to push things farther, after he had tongues her ass hole for a while, and two fingers in her pussy, he stopped, stood and removed his pants, climbing on the bed very gently he straddled her ass and let his hard dick slide between her cheeks, rubbing his dick down over her pussy he let her juices mingle with the saliva that he had already left on her ass hole. Slowly he let the head of his dick rest on the tiny opening of her ass, knowing that he was going way to far this time, he slowly pushed down, feeling the head of his dick force open her asshole, "god she is tight", Paul thought as he pushed slowly. When he had the head fully imbedded in her ass he felt her muscles relax and he slid all the way inside, at this point Shelly set out a groan, Paul began to slowly pump her ass, the feeling was incredible, he had never fucked a woman's ass before, and Shelly had by far the most perfect ass he could imagine. Feeling the buildup of his orgasm Paul knew he should pull out and shot his load on a towel or his pants, but the feeling was just to incredible, Paul took a few more strokes and buried himself fully into her ass and unloaded. As his orgasm subsided and his dick began to slide out of the warm tight hole, Paul was thinking, "now I've done it, no way to hide this." His dick slipped completely out of Shelly's ass and he saw the beginnings of his cum trickle out. Climbing off of her, Paul went to the bathroom and grabbed the wash cloth from the shower, rinsing it in warm water he returned to her and tried to clean up the mess he had made. Paul put his pants back on and covered her nakedness again with the comforter that was folded at the foot of the bed. Took another look at Shelly and went back home.
The next morning, Paul feeling a bit worried and nervous knocked on Shelly's door, holding a box of doughnuts and some fresh coffee from the local shop he said, "good morning little lady, how about some breakfast before we move more furniture?'
"That would be lovely," Shelly replied, "you sure know how to treat a girl special."
Hearing those words, Paul blushed a bit, and stammered, "well it's been a long time since I had anyone to treat special."
Shelly smiled as they sat to drink coffee and eat the doughnuts. "So Paul," she said, "is there a lady friend in your life?"
"Oh god no," Paul replied very quickly, "I'm 57 years old, I doubt that I have much left to offer any lady."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Shelly said grinning, "you seem to be holding your own pretty well."
Paul choked on the doughnut he was eating as he heard that, then knocked over his coffee, reaching for some napkins he tried to clean up the spill.
"Let me get that Paul," Shelly said with a laugh, "sometimes it is better to let others clean up after you."
Paul's face was turning a bright red as Shelly came over with a damp towel and started cleaning the coffee spill.
"Don't worry Paul," Shelly said, "it's just a little wetness, easily cleaned."
"Well," Paul stammered, "are we ready to finish putting things in place around here?"
"Yep, I have only a couple of place left to fill." Shelly said with a wink.
They finished moving the furniture around at about 3pm.
"Well little lady, looks pretty good, are you satisfied with it?" Paul asked.
"Very satisfied," Shelly whispered, "very satisfied."
"How about I take you out for an early dinner to celebrate the final touches being completed?" Paul asked her.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, let me change into something a little more p
resentable," she said, adding, "I certainly hope all the touches aren't final yet." Turning, Shelly headed to her room to change, leaving Paul standing there wondering.
As they sat eating, Shelly looked into Paul's eyes and said, "I really want to thank you for everything you have done for me this last week, you have truly been amazing."
Reaching for her hands, Paul said, "Little lady, it has been my pleasure."
"And mine," Shelly whispered grasping Paul's hands as she stared deep into his eyes.
Pulling into Shelly's driveway, Paul stopped his car and went around to open her door. As Shelly stood, she leaned over and kissed Paul lightly on the lips, then said, "Paul, when you come over tonight, bring the panties with you and you can see how the full ensemble looks together."
"um, well, I, um," Paul stuttered, trying to formulate his thoughts and words, "how did you know, or when, I though you said your pills knocked you out?"
"Paul, I haven't taken any sleeping pills since the first night you came over, I had to think about how my comforter ended up unfolded and over me, I never use it," Shelly told him.
"Um, oh god, Shelly I am sorry, can you forgive me?" Paul stammered.
"Really Paul, there is nothing to forgive you for, after your first visit and my confused state when I woke, I started putting things together," Shelly told him, " thought I saw you watching me that night, and I noticed my panties missing right away. I must say, I have never in my live felt such tenderness and love from a man as I did from you. Though I was there for your pleasure, you never once denied my pleasure. I will admit to being just a little nervous last night, no man has ever entered my ass, let alone loved it like you seem to. I wasn't sure if I could go through with my fake sleep, but you were so tender, so gentle, and when you came inside of me, I cried tears of pure joy."
When Shelly finished speaking, Paul was without words, all he could do was to reach for her, take her in his arms and kiss her tender lips passionately.
As they broke their kiss, Shelly looked at Paul and pleaded, "please, stay with me tonight, let's explore and discover each other completely, I want to really know what it feels like to be loved by a man."
Paul went to his house and retrieved the panties and came back to Shelly's house.
So begins a new chapter in both their lives, stay tuned there will be more to come.
The End.
Renewal
They had both had an exhausting and emotion-filled month. Things were said and each had begun to question their role in the other's life. Over time, though, and through countless tears, they had finally come back to the same page. The conflicts that had threatened to destroy them were resolved, and their love for one another had once again conquered those that had hoped to destroy them.
He called her down to the playroom and she'd come willingly. The high backed chair had been placed a few feet from the bed. The ankle restraints, as well as the neck restraint, were already attached to the polished wood. Their silver padlocks picked up the light that flooded the room. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw Master waiting for her to join him. Obediently she disrobed and crossed the space that separated them.
She reached the chair and sat down. The cool temperature was a contrast to her hot skin. She said nothing as he bent down and tethered each ankle to the front legs of the chair. Her pulse raced when his gentle yet firm and powerful fingers pressed her neck back. The leather strap hugged her throat, blanketing the nylon collar and tag that proclaimed her as his. A small silver padlock was fastened around the front clip of the restraint. It was heart shaped and lay against her flushed skin. Another restraint was added to her waist. It was pulled tight and she was asked to test her bindings.
True to his request, she did just that. The restraint around her neck allowed just enough movement to permit her to turn her head to the left or right. Her hands were still free, so she tried to escape, yanking at the lock on her throat as well as the one on her waist. She twisted her legs, flexing her ankles and feet against the thick ties that bound her, seeing if those bore a hint of weakness. When they were both satisfied, he pressed her wrists together; her palms faced one another. He wrapped the final restraint around her wrists, and locked it with the final padlock. There was a small amount of freedom allowed her, to wiggle her fingers and close and open her palms.
He stepped back and disrobed. Her breath quickened at the sight of him walking toward the small refrigerator/freezer in the corner. There were only a few things that he kept in the small dorm-room appliance. One of those things she knew was ice, a favorite plaything of them both. He opened the door, reached in and pulled out what he wanted. She licked her lips in anticipation as she watched him, her eyes full of wonder.
When he turned around, in his hand was a small paper cup. He peeled away the paper, exposing a thick chunk of ice, which he set on a nearby table. Then he picked up a lighter and walked around the room, lighting the wicks of several strategically placed candles. When he was done, he flipped the switch on the wall, shutting off the lights, and faced her.
Candlelight flickered across their nude bodies as he walked toward her. By the time he reached her side, his cock was fully aroused. She turned her head and came face to face with his jutting shaft and spongy tip. Her pussy tightened and her mouth began to water. He was just a mere inch or so away from her lips. She ached to taste him. The tip of her tongue darted out from between her lips, moistening his pink flesh. A whimper slipped out when he handed her the chunk of ice.
"A new game, pet," he said.
She swallowed the lump in her throat and felt the well-known sign of budding frustration in the depths of her abdomen. Her lower lip trembled. He knew how she loved new games.
"You need to free yourself. Frozen inside the ice are the keys to the padlocks. The one on your throat, the one on your waist, and the one," he smirked and chuckled softly, "the one on your wrists. Your ankle restraints are just buckles, no locks, so you will find those easy I am sure. This one," he touched the heart shaped lock on her throat and this one," he flicked the one at her wrist, "not so much."
"Open your fingers and palms," he said. She did as he'd commanded and the chunk of ice was slipped into the cradle her hands created. "You're to rub the ice over your body, melting the water, freeing the ring of keys. Once you have them free, you can unlock yourself, then my dear one," he cupped her right breast and tweaked the nipple, "you may worship my cock."
A groan of pure carnal lust poured out of her. Her sex throbbed and moisture eased from her sex, settling on the chair. "Thank you, Master," she whispered.
He leaned down and kissed her lips; his tongue sought hers and they danced a slow and teasing dance of seduction. He rubbed her nipple with his thumb and forefingers, teasing the pink pearl until it was aching for another kind of touch. Master knew what she needed and so he settled between her legs, and began to suck, bite and tease the tip of her breast, while she began to melt the ice.
She brought the chunk of ice up to her neck, where she rubbed and caressed her skin, that was growing more flushed and heated as Master sucked and drew her nipple between his teeth. She bit down on her lower lip, chewed on the inside of her mouth and gasped when he shoved one finger into her tight pussy and began to fuck her.
Her muscles tightened beneath her, and for a moment she forgot her role in this game. She quickly resumed moving the cube, ran it over her shoulders, down her breasts, and awkwardly rubbed the top of the left globe. Cold trails of water slipped and slid down her body; shivers danced up and down her spine, making her tremble. Master lapped at the water that she sent spiraling down the curved paths between and around her breasts, her stomach, her mound.
She moaned and writhed under him. His tongue traveled down to her pussy, where he teased her clit. He flicked and pushed at it with the tip of the wet muscle, drove a second finger into her opening and told her how much his cock ached. He told her how he wanted to taste her cum and how much of a slut she was.
Her legs wer
e open, as far as she could manage, straining against the ankle restraints until her calves ached, and her chest rose and fell as he began to fuck her feverishly with his mouth and fingers. She bucked and pulled at the restraints. Her hands moved faster, she ran the cube across her abdomen; more cool liquid slipped down her body. When it hit her sex, he drank it before lapping at the inner walls of her pussy. Her eyes were clenched tight as he brought forth a shuddering climax from her. Amidst drinking her nectar, he ordered her to continue.
"Move it, we haven't all night--for this game."
The ice was much smaller now. Her heated skin had melted the ice quickly. She rubbed it across her lips, sucked on a small corner, drank the life-giving fluid and tasted a small hint of metal. Excitement shot back and forth inside her mind as she realized she was closer to freedom than she'd realized.