I don't know how long I napped, but when I awoke, it getting dark. I realized that Dale was sitting on a chair near the couch.
"You sure sleep soundly. Dina made lots of noise getting dressed and crossed the room here several times, and , as usual slammed the door as she left. She wasn't angry, that's just her way, but I can be most gentle."
As he said this, he arose and stood over me.
I broke the silence. "This was a successful day for me. I think I've got it licked."
He laughed, threw his head back and guffawed long and loudly. I enjoyed looking at his small Adam's apple bobbing. He sure had a nice neck. Finally, when he had control he said, "You haven't got it licked yet. Would you like to lick it?"
He dropped his white linen pants and they slid down his perfect, hairless legs exposing his half hard penis and moved close to me. He put a hand behind my head and pulled me forward. "Just kiss it. No blow job necessary."
I put my lips against the still hidden head, and with my tongue slightly protruding, I performed a wet kiss. I heard him suck in his breath, and I felt his cock elongating so rapidly that it pushed me back.
"Wow! As you Americans say. You are some kisser." Then he pointed at my own prong. It was sticking up and very hard. I also noticed that the tip was dry."
"By God, I think you got it, Liza. In the past, you would had shot off helplessly."
"You're right. Doctor." I was real pleased with myself.
" It's time to move ahead with our experimentations," he said with a Boris Karloff lisp." He reached to the end table on my right where the electric device still lay. "This little dandy can do something else."
"Y-e-e-e-s," I said warily
"Oh yes indeedy Peter, there is another button on the bottom (how prophetic, as you will see) that produces a different effect."
Remember, I was naked, he was almost naked. This would look to the observer that we were going to have some sort of sex, but my intention was to dress and go home. The trains will still be running for a few hours, but then I stopped thinking as a wave of goose flesh traveled up and down my body. I looked at him helplessly. "What's happening?"
"Just go with Petey, haven awaits you."
His blue eyes continued to hold me as though he was taming a cobra. I felt hot all over and then another more subtle sensation began. I can only explain it as feeling empty, needing to be filled, needing a hot body against me. Dale just stared at me, the corners of his full pink lips curled up in a pleased-with-himself smile. I knew somehow that the machine had produced an effect on me that I was being dominated, needing to be compliant, subservient, awaiting orders from a master.
The orders came. Strangely I felt happy. I needed them. I obeyed.
"Lift those long hairy legs Petey. Bend them and get your knees close to your ears."
With a wondering look on my face I complied. They rose into the position as if straps were attached to a pulley. I knew my body's most secret spot was revealed to this insolent boy-Brit. Still I felt no embarrassment, only a girlish coquettishness, luring him with a lurid smile and batting eyelashes. Was this me?
He moved closer and examined my ass hole. My God, I was proud that he was looking. I pushed it in and out.
"That's a beauty, sweetie, a faint virginal ring of hair decorating a shell-pink pucker. You need something don't you, you're gasping with want. Tell me Patricia, what is it."
I spoke with difficulty, but I croaked out, "I don't know or understand but I think I want you to put your penis inside."
"Ah, she's got it! Say please like a good girl."
I husked out, "Please."
At that, he moved forward and almost cruelly pushed his fat cock in and then pushed again until it bottomed. His silky pubic hair tangled with my wiry dark pubes. I howled with surprise, but secret joy. I tightened my muscles trying to hold it in me forever, but he slowly pulled it back until it was almost out. Tears jumped to my eyes. He looked down at me. "I think you want to be hard fucked, you slut."
I nodded emphatically. With a crowing laugh he slid back in and then began an intoxicating in and out that had me bawling with delight. Dale himself was groaning and puffing with excitement. My prostate was being caressed by his hot cock and that sent waves of pleasure up and down my spine. Dimly I marveled that I hadn't brimmed and spewed. I really did have control, but Dale, his handsome face contorted was struggling not to orgasm. He wanted more fucking, but his body was betraying him. He groaned out, "All right baby, you can stop holding back. Let it cum."
That hit me like an order and my back arched and I screamed out as my hips felt paralyzed and my balls were whirling. Then my ass hole began vibrated. The two of us was howling with the power of our orgasms. I felt his cock bath my insides like an enema as he fell weakly over me. My own ejaculation shot between our bodies. We stayed that way, both covered with sex sweat.
"Turn off that damn box," I ordered. No more fucking for me. I ought to punch you out. But then, I have to admit that I sure can hold me cum now."
"Yes," he said weakly, "You have achieved 'unendurable pleasure indefinitely prolonged'."
"Get off me. I guess I'll take you up on the invitation to sleep over. Send Dina in to wake me in the morning and I'll give my new talent a tryout."
End