"Summer Night Seduction" Chapter 5 by jacb442011@gmail.com (honest feedback welcome - updated email)
My belly was soft against Clint's hard thighs. I squirmed on his lap, trying to get my bearings, my shaved legs smooth against his firm body.
I was under someone else's control, and I loved it, his strength, attention, touch.
It scared me, too. He was older, yes, but he was more fit, more powerful. My feminine charms had worked, perhaps too well.
Tammy, Tammy, Clint said to me, his fingers thick and strong, grazing across my silky legs.
Oooh, I moaned in spite of myself, wondering what would happen next, wondering how I could get back in control.
That's it, Baby, Clint answered. Stick that cute booty up for me, Honey.
Yeah Baby, I said, raising my bare ass for him.
Clint's fingers drifted down to my shaved balls and that sweet spot between my scrotum and anus. Oh, God, I moaned, shivering with delight.
His other hand glided across my tummy and up to my breast, palming and fingering my nipple.
Oooh, I cooed, shivering with pleasure. Baby, you are so strong, so sexy, I purred.
Oh yeah, Sweetie, oh yeah, he told me, his fingers skimming lightly around my balls and anus.
I like, he told me, gently squeezing my belly, then back to my titty, other hand every so slightly stroking my perineum.
Eeeee, I heard myself moan-squealing, ass raising, trembling.
Oh yeah, said Clint, voice deep. Show me you like it, baby.
Oh you stud, I answered, my belly spread atop his cock and balls. God, you are such a stud, I said as I climbed awkwardly to my hands and knees.
His hands were roving, all over me.
I was groaning... thick fingers encircled my smooth balls, grazed lightly up and down my perineum, teased my anus...
My God, I gasped, moaning.
Ooooh Clint, Oh Honeeeeeey, Baby!
Mmmm, he replied, throatily, then gave my ass a slap.
Oh! I exclaimed, shocked.
Slap! his hand swatted my other butt cheek.
Honey! I said, and blinked.
Smack! My other ass cheek jiggled with the blow, burning. I twitched.
Sweetie! I said indignantly, not sure where to smile or to pout.
Yeah baby, Clint said with a mischievous smile, followed by another Spank!
Ouch! I squealed, this one stinging sharply more than burning steadily.
Fuck, I needed to think of something fast. Clint was beginning to enjoy spanking me too much.
Hun, I said, and slid a finger in between his lips, making a kissy face. His hand that was going to give me another swat paused, his eyes widened, and his lips closed around my finger, his tongue ever so softly touching the tip. I slid my finger into Clint's mouth just a bit more, and his lips and tongue responded with a warm lick-kiss. I took advantage of the distraction and swung myself around and onto Clint's lap, facing him, cock and balls against his hard belly, my legs wrapping around his middle.
Baby, I said staring into his eyes, caressing his lips with my finger for just a moment before I pulled myself to him, tossing back my head, offering him my breast.
Clint obliged, lips clamping onto my pec, tongue working my nipple. He started suckling me softly, tenderly.
Oooooh, Baby, I murmured, goose bumps all over, shifting on his lap, feeling his cock twitch against my butt cheek.
Oh yeah, I whispered, my tit aching as he suckled me harder, as I thrust my balls and cock against him, legs wrapping tighter around.
Yeah, Hun! I groaned as he went to work on my other tit, or my other titty as he liked to call them. Somewhere in my mind, I was embarrassed that my once firm chest had given way to man titties, but in this moment, right now, I was delighted that I could please him this way with my breasts, not unlike a hot woman with small tits could please her man.
To show my appreciation, I ran my fingers through his hair and began massaging his head, leaning into him as he sucked my chest, tongue and lips working my nipple.
Without warning, the room moved, and up into the air I went, Clint carrying me over to the bed. He was gentle but firm, laying me down carefully onto my back, whispering, don't move - I'll be right back. Then, he turned way and ever-so-lightly brushed my cock and balls, in response to which I cooed, arched my back, and opened my legs to him, beckoning for him to come and explore me. But, he was gone.
I could hear the sound of him urinating through the bathroom door, then washing his hands. I rolled over and got up on my knees, helping my self to some wine. I took another sip of that glorious, red Cabernet. Goddamn, I like that McMenamin's Edgefield wine, I thought to myself.
Behind the bathroom door, I could hear Clint fiddling with something, towels maybe, though I also heard something clinking.
With sudden inspiration, I lunged a bit drunkenly, steadied myself, then pulled on my panties, then my bra. A drawer opened and closed in the bathroom. He would be out soon.
I ran my hands down my legs, amazed at how sleek they felt, how feminine they looked. I had not been so hairless anywhere before. In boot camp, they'd shaved my head, but that was different. This was my legs, and velvet smooth legs was a hot lady thing.
As the bathroom door opened, I was pulling a sheet round myself. A few minutes away from Clint's manliness had let me recover my head, get me to be able to think accurately again. And, what the break from feeling Clint's iron muscles and body pressed against me couldn't provide by way of mental clarity, a few more swallows of red wine was doing the trick.
Tammy? Clint said, a question in his voice, noticing me sitting up against the headboard, hidden by the sheet (and unbeknownst to him, my bra and panties). He had something in his hand.
Yeah, baby, I purred, then slowly licked my lips.
Clint hesitated.
End Chapter 5 "Summer Night Seduction"
by Jacb442011@gmail.com (updated email)
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Postscript:
I have two inspirations for this story.
#1 Johnny, my friend, what a weekend away for the two of us could be like. My goodness. Maybe Portland? Maybe Las Vegas? Maybe we'll never know. I can only imagine what I would say if you ever read this or any of my "nifty" stories. I can only imagine what you would say to me if I dressed up for you in my black bra and panties. Oh, Johnny!
#2 Nifty story "I paid to be a slave" by writer2good@hotmail.com. That story is forever and always a well-written, sensual, and captivating classic.