Debbie Does You #7 - The Learning Curve

I have gotten so much inspiration from my pals at Viva Ponta, this is one more.
Enjoy BL.















The summer was ending and once again Rob had to get ready to get back to work.  This year would be different, Rob had become the Headmaster of a local prep school and he was looking forward to that atmosphere after 10 long years in the public school system.
All administrators had to report a week before the students.  Rob got to the office early, wanting to make it his own and meet and greet his staff.  He had a morning meeting and headed back to his office.  Within the hour a woman walked in the door declaring that she was his executive assistant.
He seemed to become immediately attracted to her, but he soon got work back on his mind. 
“And your name?”
“Oh, sorry, it’s Mary”, she replied

Mary seemed a little young to be experienced at supporting a higher-level boss, but he thought it would work out as long as they got to know each other’s work ethic.
Rob let her know that there was a lot of work to do before the semester started and to get started sooner rather than later.  Throughout the day, Mary proved her efficiency in setting up student records, filing, and correspondence with parents.  It was a good start.  They were able to finish the day’s agenda by 4:30pm.  Rob walked her to her car and headed home.  Home, ha!  He was going to an empty house.  His live-in girlfriend of three years had left him at the end of last year’s school session. 

The evening ended early for Rob, he headed to his empty bed.  As he turned out the light, he realized that he had been thinking of Mary ever since he said good-bye to her that day.  The more he thought of her, of her breasts, and her long legs, the harder he got.  This raging hard on wasn’t going to go away by itself.  His hand grasped his cock and he started jerking off furiously.  It was so intense that he actually cried “Mary”!  as he came, in fact his cum seemed to burst out of him, and up to his chest.  After cleaning up a bit Rob feel asleep easily that night.

When he got to work the next day there were some tasks needing attention, that were new to him, having only been a public school employee.  One was to approve the new school year’s uniforms.  Mary informed him that two had arrived, one for the boys, and the other for the girls.  Of the two of them, Mary was the busiest that day.  Rob watched her run around the office, bending over to get files out of bottom drawers, reaching for supplies on high shelves.  It started to drive him wild.  He even started to wonder if she was doing it on purpose.

“Mr. Johnson you still haven’t approved the uniforms, we need to get that done today”, Mary said from the next room.
“Right, could you bring them out here for me”?  Rob noticed it was already after 5:00pm and got back to the pile of papers still on his desk.
“Sure, I’ll be there in a minute”, she cheerfully answered.

What Rob saw next made him feel as though he had moved into a dream state.  Mary was at the door.  She smiled and asked, “Approved?”

Mary was wearing one of the girl’s school uniforms.  She was about 5’4” and weighed all of 115 pounds.  She even had white stockings on!  The plaid skirt with a black sweater was so sexy.  Rob was so stunned he couldn’t think of anything to say at first. 

“Mr. Johnson, I think you need to check the supply closet with me”
Rob stood, his cock already semi-hard. 
It was obvious to Rob that this woman hadn’t been fucked in a while.  They barely spoke.  No teases, nothing false.  They just knew the other one had to get off.  She was leaning against the back wall when he walked into the closet.

“Take the sweater off and your bra too”, Rob demanded.
She complied and he admired her tits.  His hands and mouth were on them immediately.  The feel of a warm woman’s body, of soft breasts and hard nipples sent tingles straight to his balls.  Now is cock was straining against his pants.

“Take both your hands and lift up your skirt”, was his next demand.
She did as he asked and Rob got another surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties.  He was presented with a cute shaved pussy.  His ex-girlfriend used to say that no one ever went down on her pussy like he did.  He wanted to know if he still had that magic tongue, it had been a while since he exercised it.  He dropped to the floor and Mary started to take her skirt off.

“NO!  Don’t take the skirt off and don’t take your stockings off either”
“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all that Mary said.

His fingers gently spread her lips.  The scent of her flower was sweet and his tongue began to explore the inner lips, running up and down her slit, making her rosebud clit swell so he could suck on it.  Rob ran a hand up and down her smooth and silky stockings.  Mary held him to her as she first started to moan, but those moans grew when he darted his tongue and out of her pussy.  Rob kept up his feast until Mary howled with pleasure and released the nectar of her cum on his mouth and face.
Now just his tongue on that tight cunt wasn’t enough.  His cock was ready for her.  Rob turned her towards the shelving and told her to hang on. 
Again all she said was, “Yes Mr. Johnson”.  Rob thought about how he would enjoy hearing that more often.

He threw her skirt up so it fell onto her back and presented her rounded ass and pussy to him.  Mary heard his belt buckle and zipper being undone.  Rob let his pants fell to his ankles, bent over Mary, grabbed her tits and slammed his cock into her. She cried out as his thick cock stretched her open.
For Rob it was heaven, her pussy was tight and juicy.  It hugged his cock with force and begged for more.  He started to pound her hard and deep.  Then he noticed something on the shelf next to him, he picked up the small object and as he drove his cock balls deep into her, he smacked her across the ass with a ruler.  The response from Mary was a bit unexpected for Rob, it was, “Ohhh yes Mr. Johnson, ohh yes!”
He kept it up, smacked her again, drove balls deep, pulled back, smacked her again, drove balls deep.  It didn’t take long until the hot cum built up in him and his balls let it loose deep inside Mary.

Rob turned her around to face him.  She was smiling as widely as he was.  At the same time they said, “I really needed that”.

Then back to business.  Rob told Mary, “Lick my cock clean and I’ll approve those uniforms, just as long as you keep one for yourself”.

“Yes Mr. Johnson”, was all she said.

Spring Romance

The spring Equinox is Monday March 20th at 11:46 EST.
I am Wiccan.
I wanted to celebrate this rebirth with CJ so a couple of weeks ago I made a 'date' with him. This is the first time we had done something like this in a long time.
It was a major overdose of romance and I really needed it. CJ can be a master at such things when he puts his mind to it. Last night was one of his masterpieces.
Preparations began about a week or so before. I wanted the two of us to celebrate the coming of Spring. For me it is a rebirth of the beauty of mother Earth. It is a proof of a constant cycle of death and rebirth. It is a promise of another chance. It is wonderful and I both cherish and embrace it.
We went to the local craft store and got things to make a wreath for the door and long strings of silk ivy for the bedroom. CJ took care of all the decorating.
During the week he also went shopping for the food, beverages, and flowers (gerber daises, my favorite) on his own.
On Thursday we enjoyed nature as a family by going to the National Aquarium with our daughter.









I took time off on Thursday and Friday, so Friday was just a rest and relax day. No big St Patrick's Day celebration, just some beer and Tequila at home.

Now the Saga of Saturday.
It begins late in the afternoon when CJ retreats to his 'studio', most people call it a kitchen. I know that he doesn't like me around when he is cooking something special, but I purposely hang out for a while, just to tease him.

We have Sirius satellite radio in the living room and I tuned it into Standard Time. This station plays swing and standards from artists that include Glenn Miller, Billie Holliday, Cab Calloway, and Bobby Darin, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald and much more. It's perfect for a couple staying in on a Saturday night.

When I found out that hors d'ouerves would be served at 6:30pm, I could plan my preparations. At about 5:00pm I disappeared upstairs and left CJ to his own devices in the kitchen. I started with a very enjoyable hot shower, which only served the obvious purpose of getting me clean, but to put me into a very relaxed state. I was in my own home, but my plan was to dress for dinner.
Sometimes in such a mundane and busy world, certain things can be forgotten. I wanted to remind CJ that I wanted to be special for him sometimes, at that I still had the ability to. I used special dusting powder and perfume, make-up, and jewelry (including that choker CJ likes). Next, the foundation items, a white lace cut out shelf bra, a pair of gray silk and white French panties (yes, I'm very proud of them, I bought them on the Champs-Elysées a couple of years ago so I could say I had real French lingerie), a pair of black knee high trouser stockings. I finished up innocently enough with a pair of black pants, low cut black blouse, and low cut black sandals.
I worked my way back downstairs close to 6:30 and smiled at CJ, peeking into the kitchen for only a brief moment this time. I sat on the couch, looked out the window to enjoy the end of the sunset and the great music playing.
I knew the evening would end up back upstairs so I didn’t want to get too full or too drunk, but I was able to enjoy the follow feast that CJ had prepared:

First: cold appetizers - shots off tequila with cold Cajun spiced shrimp
Second: warm hors d'oeuvres - A light French red wine and lamb chops along with escargot with pesto for CJ and baked Brie for me.
Third: salad - the wine kept flowing, a small watercress salad with apples and nuts and a balsamic vinaigrette that had a touch a Cointreau added to it.
Fourth: entree - strip steak with béarnaise sauce, tri color fettuccini with Alfredo sauce, and baby bok choy.
Fifth: dessert - mini cheesecakes, black forest for me, cappuccino for CJ and fresh hot coffee.
The talk at the table was very engaging, and included the reminders that we both needed about why we were here with each other.

We retired to the couch to enjoy the music and each other some more.
It started out slow, I knew that the final part of our Spring celebration had begun and I knew that the goddess would live through me that night.
Our kisses were slow, sweet, and exploratory. When our tongues weren't dancing together I was giving small kisses to every open place of skin I could find from his chest to his neck to ears his ears to his nose and back to his lips again. He played right back to me.
My arms wrapped around the back of his neck and massaged his shoulders and arms as we kissed more.
Things just kept moving along naturally as we reveled in each other. I was scrapping my nails up the inside of his thighs and he was moving his hands to my tits. He got a bit of a surprise when he discovered my bare nipples in the middle of that lacy bra. I had been thinking about feeling him on my tits since the middle of dinner. It was because of the way my nipples rubbed against the fabric of the blouse. The quick movement of his thumb and finger surrounding my nipple heightened my sensations immediately and for some reason I quickly became submissive.
I'm not sure why.
I felt so bad and I told him so. He agreed with me and told me that I was bad. I positioned me on the couch on my side and instructed me not to move. I tried my best, really, but I spoke again and I blinked. He left the living room and when he returned I was told that I was even worse for staying still. My ass was then greeted with a smack from a kitchen spatula.
Several times he did this while I was I was sorry. I wasn't really that sorry, especially when he would hit what I call that 'sweet spot'. That's the area real low on my ass then when it gets smacked I can feel it on my pussy.
He eventually accepted my apologies and we continued our embraces on the couch. Soon he asked what I wanted him to do and I answered:
"Take me to our bedroom"
We went upstairs and slowly undressed by the bed. Once I was down to my bra, panties, and stockings I got on the bed. CJ joined me wearing only his shorts.
CJ did take some time out to take some pics with his digital camcorder first though. I hadn't planned on this being a picture taking session, but I went along with it. I'll post the pics as soon as we can get them onto the computer.
Then it was just us. I ended up keeping my stockings and bra on. I do like my lingerie and got a real turn on from it. I think CJ liked it too.

The two of us together in bed, celebrating, felt great, felt necessary, felt right.
I found myself moving not only to my own natural rhythms and his, but the music that was floating up from downstairs. That music mixed with sounds of our kisses and the slurping of CJ loving my tits seemed intense.
We took a lot of time with each other. I could easily discern when our breathing quickened and when my moans grew louder and closer together.
CJ finally moved his kisses down to my freshly shaved, and now very wet pussy. One reason I like having a bare pussy is the trick CJ does with his mustache. After playing with my lips and licking me, he lightly brushes his mustache first in one direction across my clit, then in the other, and then widens his play area. It's why I call his moustache 'the cookie duster'.
He fingered, and ate, and played with my tits, all while watching me fall further under his spell, knowing the pleasure he gives me.
I was so proud of myself, I really held back until I started to beg for his cock in my mouth. I did hit that point where I just had to have it, had to taste it, and had to pleasure him too.
I asked if he had shaved too, and he answered that he had. I wanted to fell his smooth balls on my shaved pussy lips first and he obliged. Another good reason for a couple to shave. I told him that I would fuck his balls if I could and promised to soak them.

First I soaked them with my mouth, he moved into place to fuck my face. I tugged, licked and sucked his balls, but I soon wanted that stiff cock in my face. I went as slowly as I could stand, kissing his delicious cockhead. Everything about his cock turns me on. I could see the vein bulging on it last night and it made want to play with the shaft more. I took him into my mouth inch by inch and began my exploration. Although I have blown him a countless number of times since we were 19, I always find it an exploration: what can I do better, can I taste him for just one second longer, can my nose nuzzle deeper into his balls? I keep right on savoring that cock a different way every time. He picked up the pumping into my face as I sucked and licked and I could feel him grow on my tongue.
When we did stop, when just sucking him and playing with myself wasn't enough, when I needed that cock inside me. He told me that I was very good at what I did. That was just the icing on the cake for me.

I looked up at him once he was on top of me, ready to enter me and I told him that I was about to fall into him.
I told him with as much love as I could express for him to enter me and do the same.
With that our grand finale began.
I did fall into him as he kissed me and fucked me at the same time, while I took me feet off the bed and pointed them towards the ceiling.
After about a half an hour of this pushing and pulling, the perfect gliding, the feel of that wonderful man in me, I was ready to cum again. Before it was over I came very hard all over that masterful cock, almost hitting that point of hyperventilation I sometimes hit when things get very intense in bed with us.
Yes, it was the flawless, loving, and a feast for all sensations from 6:30pm until almost 11:00pm.
CJ: Thank you, I love you, I'm yours. Always remember.

A Gray Day (the tease)

I catch my breath and as I look at my current situation:tied to my bed, a wet aching pussy, aching arms and legs from straining against my cuffs, and I now I see the back of my lover. He’s walking away from the bed and out of the room ! I started the day wanting to spend my day in bed, but this was ridiculous. He disappears into the bathroom and soon I hear the rush of the water in the shower and then the buzz of his shaver.

He returns to our bed. It’s king size so there is still space for him to lie down. He at least does the me favor of undoing my tied up hands. I breathe a sigh of relief as my arms fall to the bed. He instructs me to keep them by my side and I obey.

By giving me an instruction like this I become aware that the ‘fun’ isn’t over yet.

Next he takes two more things off the night table and moves to the foot of the bed. With my legs still bound and the pillow still under my ass, my pussy is titled up and presented towards him. He opens the cool mint gel again, but this time rather than applying it to my nipples (it’s intended purpose), he applies it to my inner lips, then finds my swollen purple clit and ever so delicately applies a plop of the gel to it. I’m so sensitive now I moan out. He understands, and it’s allowed. Next he gets out my clit clamp. It is a golden piece of jewelry that dresses up my pussy. It is gently attached around the inner lips showing off my clit and hot slit nicely, especially being shaven.

Then he leaves me like that and lies down next to me. I’ve never been so teased in my life and, as always, I fucking love it. We have a mirror across from our bed and after resting for about 20 minutes CJ tells me to sit up slightly and look at my cunt.

“Now bitch, what do you see?”

“My pretty pussy” I answer

I lie back down and he keeps asking me questions.

“What made that pretty pussy so wet Debbie?”

I explain to him in no uncertain terms it was the cock sucking and the titty play. I explain that my tits are hard wired to my pussy, then when my pussy aches like that I need to suck cock.

“It’s a vicious cycle” I tell him.

My thoughts return to the cooling sensation running down my slit along with the feel of my spread lips. It’s very enjoyable, a fantastic turn on. God how I want him! How I need to cum, preferably over and over again.

“Now Debbie get me hard again” CJ commands out of the clear blue.

“What would you like sir?” I question, wanting to give him what he needs.

“Get me hard, but don’t touch me” he instructs. “How would you do that Debbie?”

“I’d tell you how much I like you teasing and fucking me.”

“So what are you waiting for you fucking slut?”

I don’t have to think long or hard on how to get him long and hard. I start by letting him know about how handsome his cock is. That looking at it when it’s all hard turns me on. That I like the it can twitch.

“I like the glistening of your pre-cum, it just calls to my pussy”

I start to tell him about the feeling of being taken over by his cock when he spreads my legs and the way he holds his dick before he enters me.

By now he is stroking his cock and playing with his nuts. It makes me pause.

“Keep going bitch”

I apologize and try to explain that wonderful feeling when he just puts the first inch or two of his meat in me. How it makes my pussy hug his cock, so instinctively, so quickly…wanting more. By now he is jerking off hard. He is at full attention again.

“Oh bitch you are too good, I have to admit it” he says to me.

With that he kneels on the floor at the foot of the bed. I can see him in the mirror.

Then, oh god, then his tongue starts licking that gel off me. He gently licks around my clit and slurps down my hot slit. By now I am rocking, squirming, and screaming. He is allowing me to do all this, but keeps my legs tied up. Next he flicks his tongue across my clit quickly, expertly. That did it! I don’t think I had ever cum so fast without jerking myself off. I groan out “Oh fuck that’s it! You fucker!”

Waves of precious, hot, pulsating feelings of orgasm take over my whole body. Damn that is good.

But again, to my surprise, this isn’t the end.

My eyes are closed and I hear: “I’m not done with you whore”