A Randy Retirement Pt. 27: Ellie

"Careful Sawyer," Randy warned, "your wife is burning holes in you with her eyes." The man glanced back at his table where both the men's wives were seated, the younger one staring blatantly.

It was then that the crew cut spoke up, "Well, we just wanted to say hello. It's been a while since we've seen you. You folks have a good evening now," and he winked at Randy and pulled his companion away.

Randy's table remained quiet after the men had departed, Ellie waiting for him to explain, but Randy continued eating his dessert. Finally, it became too much for her.

"Well, aren't you going to tell me who they were?"

Without looking up, he related, "The younger guy who was drooling all over himself was the Mayor of Nags Head. His wife will grudge fuck him tonight because of his conduct in regard to you. It's a little game they play. The more serious guy with the crew cut was Jim Jones, he's the sheriff out here."

"And y'all are friends?"

"Acquaintances," he corrected. "I play golf with Jim occasionally, he's a decent guy, but I have no use at all for Sawyer; although I do give them both money come election time, which was the real reason for their little visit."

"Do you know everyone out here?"

Randy shrugged, "The ones that matter, yes. Now finish your dessert."

On the way back after dinner, he stopped at a drug store and sent her in to buy the biggest bottle of baby oil they had and a large utility bottle with a spray top.

He watched as she pranced into the building, his money in her hand. There was a group of teenagers parked in the corner of the lot who stopped what they were doing and watched. The girls among them obviously were trying to get the boys to leave, but all the males stood steadfast and waited for Ellie to re-emerge. When she did, both the boys and girls followed her with their eyes from the entrance of the store to Randy's car, the fellas all but drooling with each step she took.

Randy informed her of her audience as he started the car and Ellie powered down her window and flashed her titties as they pulled out onto the highway. Randy just shook his head, a wry smile on his face.

She readjusted her dress and turned her head to him, "What?"

His only reply was a chuckle.

The ride grew quiet as he mulled Ellie over in his brain. The woman who had emerged from the result of their chance encounter was growing into an exhibitionist before his eyes and all he could think about was her goal of becoming a news anchor and how her behavior might affect her future if she exhibited herself at the wrong time and place. But for the moment his little head was predominant. He had drilled her mercilessly for the entire week and she still wanted more. Randy was determined to give it to her while she was still willing.

They got to the house and went straight to his bedroom, Randy taking the bag with the baby oil and spray bottle to the playroom as Ellie stopped to undress.

When he came back into the room, she was completely naked with hands on knees and her luscious ass pointed in his direction. She waved it at him like a red flag waved at a bull and teased, "My ass is ready for you to fuck daddy."

The jeweled plug was beckoning, and Randy replied, "Stay just like that, don't move a muscle," and he began to remove his clothes.

Once undressed, he asked, "Do you have a preference?"

Ellie wiggled her ass again and used her soft, little voice with great precision, "Tie me up tight and use me."

Her words struck home and Randy called her to the playroom with a crooked finger.

He pointed to the center of the room and went to get some things. When he came back, Ellie was bouncing on the balls of her feet and breathing shallow. The ratcheting had already begun.

Pulling her hair into a ponytail with a scrunchie, he then turned her around forcefully and begun to wind rope around her upper body.

When he finished, his creation was a hemp web that encircled her breasts in a figure 8, wrapped around her throat, and bound her arms wrist to elbow behind her back. He pushed her to her knees and with two other lengths of rope he bound her legs, heel to ass, winding the rope around her thighs and lower legs tightly, just like he had done on the boat.

When he stood, his erect cock was in her face and Ellie took it into her mouth without being bidden to do so, her cheeks depressing as she sucked hard on the object of her desire. She was almost frantic in her demeanor, going down on him like a crazed addict in search of a fix.

Randy watched as her ballooned tits grew darker, the rope constricting them by the several turns around their base. He pulled his dick from her mouth and slapped her with it, Ellie trying to get her tongue on the head as he did so.

A small glob of spit slowly trickled down from the center of her lower lip. It traversed through the small cleft of her chin and dribbled to the floor as he held his cock upright and she licked from his hand to the tip. When she got to the top, Randy let go, moved his hand to her head, and rode it as she opened her mouth, crooked her neck, and throated him.

Breath play ensued, Randy holding her deep on his cock until she began to wiggle and then relenting just long enough for her to suck in a quick breath before he forced her to go back down on him.

When he was ready, he flipped her over, her bondage forcing her head to the mat and her ass in the air. Randy got on his knees beside her, but facing the opposite way, and began to spank and massage her ass with both hands, one on each cheek.

Ellie sucked in air with each slap and moaned wantonly with each squeeze until her ass began to twitch and he moved to align himself behind her.

He fucked her pussy for a few strokes, just to get his cock good and wet from her juices, then withdrew and spat on her asshole, Ellie whimpering in delight.

Without delay, he mounted her, his cock going deep into her colon as she wailed. Randy went fast and hard, but not wide open and she tried to use her anal muscles to milk his cock, but the accumulation of the week had left them fatigued.

The reaming of her ass went on for at least ten minutes, Ellie's body rocking under the onslaught until he demanded of her, "What's happening Ellie?"

"You're fucking me," she spat between her heavy panting.

"And where's my cock?"

"It's in my asssss ..." and the word trailed off in a squeal as she neared orgasm. When she started cumming seconds later, in the throes of her orgasm, she called out to him in a ragged voice, "Oh yes daddy, take my ass!"

*

As they made themselves comfortable in his bed after a shower, she asked him, "Why did you have me buy the baby oil today if you weren't gonna use it tonight?"

"All good things to those who wait."

Ellie smiled, mirth in her washed-out eyes as she lowered her head and used his chest for a pillow.

***

Saturday, July 7th

When Ellie finally got up Saturday morning it was after noon. She wandered into the living area and found Randy in the sunken living room, staring out at the ocean.

He had taken his morning walk, showered, and eaten breakfast, all before she had even stirred. For over three hours he had sat there, the television tuned to the weather channel and on mute, as he contemplated Ellie.

Selfishly, he didn't want to possibly dynamite the last day while there was still an opportunity to fuck her. 'Yes,' he admitted to himself silently, 'you're that bad.' Still, he knew that, like all his other relationships, this one would not last. Much of the time he had spent going over what he wanted to say and exactly how he wanted to say it.

He felt her touch on his shoulder. He had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he had not heard her approach.

Randy turned and saw that she was naked, "Would you like some lunch?"

She nodded yes and her sapphire eyes tracked him as he rose and went to the kitchen.

"What were you so deep in thought about?" she asked tentatively as she followed him.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the sleeping beauty in my bed," he answered casually as he pulled out the makings for a ham and cheese sandwich. "Mayo?"

"Yes please, and mustard." She walked closer to him, close enough to touch, though she didn't, and asked, "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

Unscrewing the top to the mayo jar, he set it on the counter with a thump and turned to face her.

"I think you are one of the most ravishing creatures God ever created Ellie, and all bullshit aside, I can't believe that you are here with me in this moment."

Ellie snickered, "Jeez, that sounded like a line I'd get in a bar back at college."

Randy stepped into her space and she could feel his hot breath on her naked body and she stopped snickering.

"Have I ever been untruthful with you?"

"No, not to my knowledge. I mean, you told me straight out the first time I came here that you wanted to fuck me. That's pretty damned honest."

"I will never tell you a lie to spare your feelings Ellie. My greatest asset is that I'm blunt. It's also my greatest curse. I've told that exact thing to I don't know how many women. Most of them didn't believe it. Truth be told, it's probably why I'm not married."

He turned then and resumed making her sandwich, got her a soft drink from the refrigerator and sat down with her at the counter to watch her eat. When she finished, Ellie got up and put the paper plate in the trash and the drink can in the recycle bin. Then she came back to him, took his hand, and pulled him up.

"Take me to your bed and make love to me," she told him softly. Randy nodded, only once.

'Make love to me' - He couldn't remember the last time a woman had asked him to do that. He wasn't sure he knew how. He wondered briefly if Halley had ever used that phrase and couldn't remember in the moment. Randy was very good at fucking and at delivering orgasms, but making love was a pursuit in which he had not delved deeply.

She brought him up short beside the bed and undressed him, kissing him all over as she did so. When she had pulled off his shoes, shorts, and boxers she stayed crouched and began to fondle his balls and kiss his hardening cock. Just as she opened her mouth to take the head in, Randy reached down and pulled her up by her hands. Together they got onto the bed and he laid her on her back and began to eat her out, playing with the clit ring as his tongue swiped at her slit. Ellie began to moan and cupped her breasts, looking down between them at his tanned, bald head.

They were sweating despite the A/C, but neither noticed as she dragged him upward and turned on her side. Holding her leg in the air, they spooned for a good while, Ellie panting heavily as she began to squeeze her tits and pull on her nipple rings.

Randy rolled to his back, pulling her on top of him as he did, so that she could ride him in reverse cowgirl. Ellie planted her feet in the mattress and rode hard, going up and down the full length of his cock and cumming shortly after they started. She sat fully upon him, his cock against her cervix, and rocked back and forth, the big 'O' plastered on her face.

When her orgasm subsided, she turned her head to him and Randy urged her, "Keep going." She did, beginning again to piston herself on his rod with renewed fervor. The ratchet within her clicked through so quickly that Randy thought he could actually hear it, her hips banging into his pelvis with a loud smacking sound. When she reached orgasm again in less than five minutes, Randy pulled her upper body down to his left shoulder and kissed her deeply while she was cumming, her moaning drowned in his mouth.

They laid there like that for a while until she smiled and began to crawl on top of him again. Randy reversed their bodies and put Ellie on her back, each of her ankles held spread in the air by his hands.

"Put me inside you Ellie," he whispered and without delay she reached for his manhood and seated it in her sopping wet cunt.

Slowly and steadily, he stroked inside her; maintaining the rhythm longer than he ever had with her before, with anybody except Halley really.

Ellie was caught up in it, her head slowly turning. She kept trying to reach out to him, but the ratchet would click and send her thrashing back into the bed. She mewed and moaned, called his name. It was as if she were caught in a space/time continuum that left her body frazzled and her mind floating.

Just as her climax came rushing to a head, she reached up again and cried out, "Oh Randy" and he let go of her ankles and grabbed her hands, pulling her upright. Ellie's legs instinctively wrapped around his hips as they sat upright in the middle of the bed and caressed each other while she came, her body convulsing against his as her hips ground into him.

When she was able, she kissed him, her tongue dueling with his fiercely. In the middle of it, she managed to say, "You haven't cum yet."

Randy pulled away long enough to tell her, "It's not important," but before he could restart the kiss, she stopped him.

"It is to me," and she untangled herself and moved to the center of the bed, face down and ass up, her knees wide.

She spread her hands and pushed up enough to look back at him over her shoulder just long enough to tell him, "Take me and don't stop until I'm full of your cum." Then she lowered herself back down, her right cheek on the bed.

Randy shrugged, then smiled and moved to her ass. He pushed inside her roughly, the wet sound of escaping of air following the first few strokes until it faded and was replaced by Ellie's insistent moaning.

He was momentarily overwhelmed with delight when she folded her arms and clasped her wrists at her lower back, inviting him to pound her.

Not waiting for her to change her mind, he took the invitation and pinned her hands in place with both of his, using them to go at her hard.

There was sweat beading on Ellie's back, sweat burning in Randy's eyes, and he made a quick mental note to check the air conditioning unit.

He was almost there ... just a few more strokes ... and then she bellowed, "Randy, I'm cumminnnggggggg!!!!" and began to twitch.

Her spasm ignited his own and he power stroked deep inside her five times, once for every jet of cum he released as she bayed.

Randy stilled, his butt lowering to the mattress and his cock exiting as he released her hands. He noticed that her pussy continued to throb after his exit while he panted quietly. Ellie did not move for a full five minutes and then, all of a sudden, she sat up and turned to him, smiling broadly.

Without a word she took his hand and pulled him from the bed. They went straight to the deck and showered off the remains of their afternoon delight under the pool shower. Then she went back inside to get some suntan oil.

For the remainder of the afternoon, they lay naked on the deck, music softly playing on the outdoor speakers. The conversation turned from the music to what concerts they had attended, Ellie naming acts that for the most part he had never heard of; Randy naming classic rock, classic country, and 80s arena bands.

He told her that he had seen Hank Williams, Jr. before he had fell on Ajax Mountain and almost died. Surprisingly she knew who he was, but knew nothing about the near-death experience. In the final tally, she knew more of his music than Randy did of hers.

They turned over every thirty minutes like clockwork, Randy having left to get his phone so that he could use the timer. After ninety minutes she asked that he rub her down again. He did her back first, and then her front, stooping to apply more to her legs last.

It was then that he asked, "Do you remember the first time you came here?"

"Of course, I'll never forget it," and then she started to laugh as she looked down at him, "I was scared to death."

"Do you remember the first thing I did to you after you lost our bet?" he questioned as he stood and wiped his hands on a towel.

"You tied my hands and feet while I was standing and stretched me wide, then used a Hitachi on a pole on me. It had a dildo on it too," she responded as she lay down on her back in her lounge chair as if the conversation they were having was a common occurrence that happened in anyone's everyday life.

"I tied you spreadeagle," he informed, settling in his own chair. "I want to do that again, but with a twist, right after supper."

"Okay," she agreed, without hesitation.

"That was quick," Randy observed.

Her head rose slightly and turned toward him as she pulled down her sunglasses. "Like I told you the other night, I want you to do whatever you want with me," and, without further discussion, she lowered her head and readjusted her glasses, her point made.

*

They put together a salad for supper with barbequed shrimp from the grill, then had a glass of white wine each under the gazebo.

When it got dark, Randy turned on the railing lights and after a second glass of wine, he took her inside for the spreadeagle with a twist.

After removing their clothes, he set her up just as he did over a year ago, stretched out between two steel uprights. She finally got to see what the baby oil was for as he sprayed her down liberally with it, making her entire tanned body shine like a diamond. He spent considerable time making sure that the oil coated every inch of her sex, spreading it roughly with his fingers on her pussy and deep in the crack of her ass.

The Hitachi stick made a repeat appearance, eight-inch dildo as well. He stuffed it into her waiting cunt and then pulled the attachments to her ankle cuffs further apart, sinking her deeper onto the dildo and seating the bulb of the vibrator hard against her clit, the gold ring resting on top. The widening of her legs had also put additional pressure on her shoulders as the attachment of her wrists remained static.

Randy stood and admired her as she struggled to get accustomed to her predicament. Ellie's arms and legs almost formed 90-degree angles to each other at every point of her lovely body. If you liked big tits, there wasn't anything at all to dislike about Ellie's body, with the possible exception of her 5'2" height. Despite the party balloons on her chest, she was perfectly proportioned, and her skin and hair were flawless.

He circled her several times just gazing at her oiled body, Ellie's eyes following his progress silently. She was ripe with anticipation, not knowing what the twist he had mentioned would be. It had her swimming in hormones, the ratchet ready to snap.

Going to a nearby table, he came back with two tiny golden bells and clipped them to her nipple rings.

'Is this the twist?' she thought as he thumped each bell in turn, the soft tinkling sounding very loud to her ears.

Randy began to circle her again, three more times, finally stopping directly behind her. He moved in so close that his cock rubbed the cleft of her ass. Then his hands appeared in front of her and began to manhandle those large orbs, rubbing the baby oil deeper into her skin and making the bells chime without ceasing. The only lull was when he reached down between her legs and switched on the Hitachi on, all the way to the high setting.

Ellie's mouth opened silently as her eyes snapped down to her crotch, exactly as she had done over a year ago. She had forgotten how intense it was with the dildo filling her and the bulb of the high-powered vibrator as snug as possible against her sex. She was mesmerized by the sight of her clit ring vibrating on the bulb of the Hitachi and little bells jingling from her nipple rings as her body began to thrum.

Releasing her tits, he came around to face her, Ellie's head coming up with the big 'O' still present. She continuously cried "Ohh" over and over as her body ramped up even more.

"Are we having fun yet?" he asked over the relentless buzzing of the Hitachi. Ellie couldn't answer him, such was her state.