Caroline Ch. 04.01byVitorio©
If you are new to this series please read the intro to Ch 01 so you'll know what to expect. It isn't strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won't make sense if you don't so I hope you will!)
Sunday morning and Shakespeare!
I woke when Jo got up to go to work, she just 'ssshhhed' me and I went off again. When next I woke it was to birds singing, the sun shining through my bedroom window and an iron bar sticking in my bum. I turned over and realised that it was Mike's penis, rock hard, that was prodding me. I don't think I'd ever seen him this hard and I grabbed hold of it just to make sure. This woke him up and he smiled at me, "What's up, beautiful?" he said smiling languidly at me, not yet fully awake.
"It looks like this is," I said laughing, "I've never seen you as hard as this before."
"Oh, that," he said, "that's 'piss proud'."
"Piss proud," I said, "what does that mean?"
"Well," he said, awake now, "sometimes in the morning men wake up with this tremendous hard on. It's not sexual, it's a reaction to not peeing overnight."
"Doesn't it hurt? It looks soooo big," said, thinking what it would be like inside me (what a minx, but you must take advantage of situations, mustn't you?).
"No, it doesn't hurt," he replied laughing at my obvious desire, "but you might as well take advantage of it if you want. I'll lay back and think of England, I won't cum so take as long as you like" he added with a big smile on his face. I wasn't going to say no to this, he was BIG, so I got his hand and put it on my pussy then pulled his face to me. "You're not going to get away without doing something," I said kissing him then pushing his head down to my boobs, "Suck these and exercise those digits. That's an order," I ended laughing with him.
"Yes mistress, anything you say mistress, don't punish me. Please don't sit on my poor hard on. Please don't make me suck your nipples and play with your clit."
This made me curl up with laughter which he caught and began laughing as well. Then he kissed my nipples and started to stroke my sex with his fingers. Oh heaven, he found my clit. He sucked on each nipple and kissed under my boobs which really turned me on. His fingers in my vagina and his attention to my boobs had made me very wet by now and I wanted this huge penis inside me. I think that he must have gained another inch at least. I needed to wake with him more often!
I rolled him onto his back and he looked up at me, chuckled, and said, "Come on then, all aboard for the skylark!"
I wasn't in the mood for play by now, I just wanted his rock solid manhood inside me, so I straddled his hips, grasped it at the base like a tennis racket and stroked my pussy with the head. Then I slowly sank down on his erect penis until I hit my hand. I had half in and it felt as if he was already all in. He must have gained in girth as well as length – this was heaven. I bounced a few times and looked down at him. He was smiling up at me, enjoying the sight of me enjoying myself with his body. Who says we aren't in control?
After a little while just taking half in me I removed my hand and sank down the rest of the way until I could feel him knocking at the door of my cervix. It drove the breath from my body. Ooohhh, this was a weird feeling, good but weird. He continued to look at me and then reached up and started to play with my breasts, gently tweaking my nipples as only he could. I started to bounce up and down on him. I could feel him deep inside me as my first orgasm arrived. Throwing my head back, I bore down on him, getting him deeper inside than ever before. My arms went behind me to support my weight as I bounced up and down on this gristly muscle inside me. I heard him call out, "Caroline, Caroline" and I came down from my high. Leaning forward I kissed him hard and pushed my tongue in his mouth. He opened and tongues entwined in their usual dance. I suddenly realised he was getting excited.
I pulled away and looked into his eyes, "Will you cum?" I asked hopefully.
"I don't know," he said, "can you turn round. I want to see your bottom and that tiny little tunnel of pleasure."
"You won't get it all in there now," I said sadly.
"No, I don't want to go there, just to look and imagine."
"The next time I wake with you I'm going to be ready," I said, "you can fuck my tight little arse with that piss proud cock of yours." I knew that this kind of talk would excite him, it certainly did me. I really wanted him to cum. I was sure there would be tons of spunk despite the fact that he came just a few hours ago. "I can't wait to get this hard cock in my arse, pounding away at me, and filling me with spunk. Won't you fuck my arse, please arsefuck me, go on bugger me." That should turn him on I thought as I turned round on his erection. I was quite practised at this by now because he liked it so much. Lift one leg, lean a bit, lift the other, lean a bit and so on. I quite enjoyed it. It gave funny sensations in the vagina. I thought at that moment that I would try it with his cock in my bottom, that might be interesting.
I leant forward and began to pump his penis. His hands reached forward and began to squeeze and knead my bottom cheeks. Then his finger found my anus and I knew that he was going to cum. I certainly was, again! He pushed one finger past my sphincter which I opened for him and then followed with another. Bliss, oh, bliss and he started to move against me, lifting his hips and thrusting into me. Then he took his fingers from my rectum and left an empty feeling. I looked back to see him sucking them, tasting me, I couldn't believe it.
He smiled, "Sorry," he said and he continued to thrust into me, "no lube." Then he put both fingers back in my bottom. I was pushing down on him and he thrust upwards and felt him soooo deep in me that my orgasm seemed to come from my chest. Of course, in this position my clit was banging into him all the time and that was making it even better. Add two fingers stuck up my bottom and I was in seventh heaven and cumming like nothing else. I let out a shriek, "Oh yes, fuck me, yes, yes, yes." I kept on as my second orgasm hit it's peak.
Then he pulled his fingers from my arse and both hands pulled me down onto his erection not allowing me to move, "Oh FUCKING HELL," he shouted and he started to pulse but not much came out. I could feel his prick pulsing as he tried to shoot his juice into me so I squeezed my vaginal muscles to milk him. I looked back at him and saw his eyes had completely glazed over in his ecstasy and watched him as he continued to moan, "Fucking hell, bloody hell," as he continued to pulse and thrust with not much happening. It was fantastic, I nearly came again just thinking about how I had given him and orgasm while being 'piss proud' as he called it. I could do this to him?
He pulled his himself from me, "Jesus, Caroline, that hurt!" he said.
"Hurt, I thought you enjoyed it," I said surprised and somewhat taken aback. I thought it had been good for him.
"Well," he said, smiling up at me "it was good but it still hurt. You see, when it's like this," pointing to his erection, "the spunk can't get through so you have all the feelings but no release. I was still good though, you can always do that again."
"So you'll still have plenty for later on," I said to him archly, and leant down and kissed him.
"Oh yes," he said, "I'm going to bonk you silly today. I've watched you two beautiful, delectable, fetching young women for three days now. I am bloody ready for you."
I laughed down at him, "It's a pity Jo's not here then isn't it?"
"It is, I suppose, but I'll make do with you," he said hugging me tight. It was going to be a GOOD day. I knew I was going to ask him if we could watch one of his movies today. He said he'd never been with two women so I was going to use that as an excuse and suggest that he might get some ideas.
We climbed up and I sent him to freshen up and to relieve the pressure on his bladder. I had breakfast ready for him when he came out, I stayed in my dressing gown. The first thing he hid was undo it and stand back looking at me. He looked at me for what seemed ages but was only a few seconds, "God you're beautiful, I just wanted to remind myself of the fun we're going to have today," he said laughing and kissing me, "now, what's for breakfast?." He made me feel very special!
After breakfast and clearing up I left him in the lounge whilst I got myself ready. A long bath, enema just in case, a little perfume and makeup, then, what should I wear today? I'd bought the lovely 'teddy' on Saturday but I wanted to save that for this afternoon, I thought it might have quite an effect on him, so I decided on fairly ordinary underwear. I chose a light blouse in scarlet (he adores dark reds) and borrowed one of Jo's long skirts and a pair of boots with 2 inch heels. The high heels together with the skirt really showed off my bottom and the skirt had the advantage of opening all down one side, very convenient. I spent some time on my hair, curling it at the bottom, trying to look my very best for him. All this took some time and I wondered if he might be getting impatient waiting for me.
I walked into the lounge and twirled in front of him, "Will I do?" I asked laughing.
"I don't know," he said slowly looking me up and down, "no, its no good. You're far to beautiful for me. Are you meeting someone else?" he ended seriously.
I threw my arms round his neck and kissed him, "No, I'm all dressed up for you."
"I'm honoured, you look absolutely delectable. Far to good for me," he smiled kissing me back, "now let's get to my place so I can shave and change."
I had packed my little bag with the 'teddy' so I was ready. Off we went in the little sports car. I'm afraid that I snuggled up to him all the way. For some reason, bearing in mind I had had loads of orgasms over the last 12 hours, I was very hot indeed. I suppose that the more you get the more you want. However, as usual when driving, he didn't take that much notice of me and I knew him too well now to try and distract him, much as I longed to suck his penis as we drove along. I had thought that would be interesting but I knew he wouldn't go for it.
When we got to his house I waltzed down the path swaying my bottom for him. I was going to have him there today of that I was certain. When we got inside I said, "Look, I'll get everything ready while you shower and change, OK?"
Giving me a big kiss and a hug he said, "Yes, see you in a while."
I pottered around the kitchen getting lunch ready and when he returned I was surprised to see he was still in his dressing gown. He stood in the doorway, smiled, and said, "Come here woman, I want to kiss you." I could see from his eyes that he was VERY excited, why I don't know but I wasn't about to pass this up! I started to take of the apron but he said, "NOW," with a mock serious expression on his face
"Yes master," I said softly, lowering my eyes and going along with his playfulness. I walked over to him. He lifted my head, put his arms round me and planted a kiss on my lips. This one said 'I want to fuck you now' and his tongue immediately pushed into my mouth. Mine met his there and we began to exchange tongues as his hands went down my back and caressed my bottom. I could feel his hardness pressing into my stomach. I tried to reach down to touch his cock but he pulled away and said smiling, "Mustn't touch the merchandise until you intend to use it. Lets go upstairs." And with that he picked me up! And carried me upstairs. He'd never done that before, it was sooooo sexy.
When we got to the bedroom he laid me on the bed fully clothed. He untied the apron and took it off then stood at the side of the bed looking down at me. "Bloody hell but you're a beautiful woman," he said with lust in his voice. It's really lovely when a man says things like this before he makes love to you. I felt so sexy, so valued, so wanted, so beautiful and I'm not really. Boobs too small, bum too big and a face that only someone looking through the eyes of love would call beautiful, cute maybe, homely possibly, but not beautiful. Jo was beautiful, I was cute, I suppose, but he made me feel beautiful, like a goddess. I smiled up at him, "Liar," I said, "my boobs are too small, my bum's to big and I'm ugly!"
He laughed down at me, "You're fishing again," he said, "I think that you're beautiful. Tu sei una bella donna, ti amo, Caroline, ti amo." And he leant down and kissed me, softly, tenderly. I melted there on his bed. Oh how I loved him then. He pulled away and looked down at me again, and softly began to speak,
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" and he kissed me again.
"Thou art more lovely and more temperate:" and he caressed my cheek.
"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May," now undoing my
"And summer's lease hath all too short a date:" another button.
"Sometimes to hot the eye of heaven shines," another button.
"And often is his gold complexion dimmed," again.
"And every fair from fair sometime declines," the last one.
"By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed," another kiss.
"But thy eternal summer shall not fade," now undoing my bra.
"Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st," a kiss on each naked
"Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade," each nipple sucked.
"When in eternal lines to time those grow'st," a kiss on the lips.
"So long as men can breathe or eyes can see," each breast caressed.
"So long lives this, and this gives life to thee."
Each line was like a soft caress all over my body, can you believe it, he's making love to me with a Shakespeare sonnet. He made every word important, every word counted. Oh god, if you never experience this you haven't lived. It's sooooo sexy, surely that's what they were written for, to seduce women and they do. And the words, so lovely. I couldn't cope now, I had to hold him so I reached up, put my hands around his neck and pulled him to me. I hugged him so tightly and I started to cry, "Thank you, thank you, I love you," I sobbed in his ear.
"Ssshh," he whispered, "I told you, you're beautiful. Now do you believe me."
"Yes," I said. How could I not when he treats me like this. "Love me," I said pulling us apart and looking deep into his almost totally blue eyes.
He kissed me again and said with mock seriousness, "Now to the business of examining the prize." I guessed now what he was going to do. This was going to be a very frustrating, enjoyable, exciting morning and I was already very, very excited by the sonnet and his kissing my boobs. I realised that it had been a mistake to wear the skirt, at least for me: I couldn't get any stimulation of my pussy. I was going wild and I knew he was going to be ages before he got there. It was soooo frustrating but soooo exciting.
Suddenly he stood up and went to the end of the bed and started to take off my boots. Of course, I'd forgotten them. He undid the laces, took them off and then the short white socks I'd put on. Then he did the funniest thing, he started to massage my feet and, after a while, to suck and lick my toes.
"You've got lovely feet," he said and his tongue flicked underneath my toes and his hands stroked my ankle and shin. It tickled a bit but when he sucked my big toes one after another, it was really exciting. No one had ever done this to me. I never thought that my feet could be sexy but what he was doing was turning me on. He continued doing this for quite a while then pushing my skirt up a bit, moved to my calf's, kissing, licking and stroking. I was getting very, very wet and longed to be touched on my clit or cunt (you see, even now!) but he didn't go any higher, just continued on my lower legs then back to sucking my toes.
Finishing with this he moved back beside me and began to kiss my boobs again. Firm sucking on my nipples soon brought them back to attention and he gently bit and flicked them just enough to really excite me but not to hurt. As he was doing this he would also kiss the soft underside of my tits, that tender area that's so sensitive.
"Oh yes," I moaned, "keep doing that but, please, hurry up and get to my pussy!"
He looked up, smiled, and said, "Patience pretty one, patience. It will be much better for the waiting."
"Sod the waiting," I laughed, " I want it NOW." This didn't move him as he continued to gently caress my tits before moving down across my tummy with a little lick in my button. He started to undo my skirt, Oh thank god, I thought, he's getting to my pussy! Wrong! He undid the skirt all the way down and moved it away from my body. Now I was naked except for my panties, and not very sexy ones at that! He didn't take these off, just began to stroke, kiss and lick around the edges, opening my legs gently to work on the insides just next to my sex. Now I could move my hands down to play with myself but he grabbed them.
"Naughty, naughty," he laughed, "I told you, you must be patient. Now put your hands behind your head," he added in mock seriousness.
"Please let me play with myself, pleeezzzeee," I pouted, "or play with me there, pleeezze."
He stared down at me sternly, "Now, don't be a naughty girl, put your hands behind your head and soon I'll be there."
It was so difficult but I did it, I put my hands behind my head and squirmed my bottom into the bed to try to get some movement on my sex which, by this time, was on fire. I knew that, as soon as he touched it, I would cum so I couldn't wait. This little game he was playing was so frustrating but exciting all the same. So different from his usual seduction. Still he didn't touch me there, just continued to kiss, lick and suck the soft skin between my legs and right down to my knees. Then he said, "Turn over, but put your hands back behind your head afterwards." What was he going to do now? At least now I could press myself into the bed and get some feeling but, as soon as I tried, he lightly tapped me on the bottom, "No pushing into the bed, you must keep still."
"Oh, I can't," I cried, "I must feel you, please," I was begging now.
"You must be patient," he said again as he began to kiss and lick the backs of my legs right down to my knees. Then he moved to my lower back just above my panties, kissing and licking. Oh how I wanted him to lick lower down but he didn't. God, he was going to kiss me all over but I wish he would bloody kiss my pussy! After what seemed like ages doing this he told me to turn back face up and he gently removed my panties, which by this time, had an enormous wet patch where I was leaking fluid like nobody's business. I could even smell myself, I should think the whole room was full of female sex hormones. How he held out so long I don't know but at last he found my aching sex.
He went to the end of the bed, taking off his dressing gown as he went. His erection was sticking up proudly, did I want it, you bet it did, but first I wanted his mouth on my pussy and his tongue on my clit and in my bottom. I was so hot for him I moaned, "Come on. Please lick me, lick my pussy, my arse, my clit, please."
He knelt on the bed, pushed my legs apart and raised my knees. Then he said, "Use you hands to pull you legs back. Open yourself completely to me."
I wanted nothing more than this so I pulled my legs back so he could see all of me, my pussy and my tight rosebud. Juice was pouring out of me as he leant forward and blew softly on my vagina and clit. Orgasm hit me without being touched, "Oh christ, I'm cumming," I shouted and as I did so, he started to lick me. This just prolonged the orgasm so I was almost rocking, moaning, "Oh yes, yes, yessss." Then one hand went to my bottom and he pushed his thumb into my anus, already wet from my juices running down. This prolonged the orgasm for even longer and, before it had completely subsided his other hand gently pinched my clit just enough to keep me going. So now I was cumming with him licking my pussy, squeezing my clit and working his thumb in and out of my bottom. I screamed out, "Aaaaaggghhh, Oh fucking hell yes. Keep on, keep on, yes, yes, yeeessss." Slowly I subsided and let my legs down.