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Saturday morning Donald wakes up and begins thinking about where he wants to lead Emma today. He lays with his arms around her as he wonders if he should. Does he really want her to do this as he watches? It is taking her to a different level, and as he ponders his plan, he realizes he is not sure about this. Emma is so open and outgoing now. Will he be able to watch what he wants to happen?
Emma stirs awake and rolls to be embraced completely in his arms, her head against his chest as he kisses her head. “Why don’t you go do your morning ritual, and I will meet you in the bath in just a bit,” he tells her.
Emma hurries to tan and enjoys the massage Julie give her this morning. Now imagining how much farther it could go. She does not want Julie or Karen to go that far with her, just the thought of it does make her drip some. That and remembering her massage for Donald.
Back to the bathroom to find Donald already sitting in the tub. He lifts a hand to help her step in and settle between his legs with her back to his chest. It is a long, warm bath as Donald takes his time to soap her so well, especially between her legs. When she rolls over for him to clean her back now he again takes a great deal of time soaping her ass crack and again with the cloth soaping her rosebud, in over and over again, and then from behind up her slit and into her vag.
Emma moans with pleasure at this attention. It is almost an hour later when they finally step from the tub. Donald dries her completely and has her sit as he fixes her hair to fall over her shoulders in an alluring way. He applies the darker shade of makeup and when finished she is a vision of loveliness.
Just how she needs to be.
Donald dresses her in a shelf bra, a loose very low-cut sweater in Kelly green, and just some lace panties. Emma looks at him a bit questioning about her outfit for the day. It is Saturday, and usually they stay naked all day, and this is not an outfit to go out in. He just smiles at her questioning looks.
They have breakfast, and due to panties today, no nice plug while eating. After, Donald leaves her in the living room and goes and dresses in a sweater and khaki shorts. Now Emma is totally confused.
He opens her laptop and first deletes the one account where she had chatted with the bank president. Though before Donald does he sees that several new messages had been sent from the president to Emma during the night. Donald does feel a little sorry for the guy, knowing how he must long for Emma, or who he now imagines could be a replacement for her, but that is the way of the world.
He then opens YouTube to some videos about how to online video chat with others. He explains to Emma that this is how they are going to spend their afternoon – her chatting with others as he from the side watches.
Emma looks at him in awe, but something in her is stirred at the idea. They watch the instructional videos about how to be safe, and what and what not to do. By noon they are ready.
“Emma, do you want to start with some of the men you chatted with yesterday, or go out into other paths?” Donald asks her.
Emma responds, “Well that one site, where Spanky and the cross-dresser were from does have a private chat from there. Perhaps see who is online now, a bit about them and go from there to the private video chat.”
Donald is aroused by her being so willing to agreement.
They go to the site and see that several more men and a couple of women have sent Emma messages since they were on last night.
Donald had listed Emma as bi-curious, so it is no wonder some women were also responding to her. They look through the messages sent and discard the ones with just such basic ‘hello’ messages and then weed through the others for the ones who give the best opening lines to want to chat.
They then go over to the area where individuals can broadcast themselves and start watching a few of the performances of interesting looking ones. This does arouse them both, soon Emma’s hand is down Donald’s pants stroking him, and his in her panties sliding up and down her wet slit, and into her vag.
Both panting hard, then turn to each other, discard their lower garments and before can say ‘one, two, three,’ Donald is deep inside Emma, beginning to thrust in and out.
As the man on screen vocalizes his reaching climax as he jerks himself, Emma and Donald are vocalizing actually being with one another in real life. It is a rather interesting dimension they are in right now. Having someone, who cannot see them at this time, jerking himself in front of them as they fuck their brains out.
In and out Donald thrusts, as he feels Emma tighten against him, moaning with pleasure. On and on they go, forgetting for the moment what is this afternoon’s plan, but this is so much better for the moment.
Donald pulls out of Emma and flips her, so she is holding on to the end of the couch as he again thrusts even deeper into her from behind. She cries out in ecstasy, feeling her Donald so up in her. They continue to fuck this way for several minutes until Donald can’t hold back anymore.
He cums long and hard in Emma. She throbs against him over and over as he does.
Then he lays for a bit against her back as she continues to clench over and over against him, milking every last drop of cum out of him.
They both are exhausted, but so happy.
They giggle together as Donald rolls on his side to the back of the couch and pulls Emma close in his arms. ‘Why is she able to arouse him so easily?’ he wonders. Every new moment with Emma is like the best he has ever had.
They lay like this for a while, Donald’s fingers just playing in her wet slit slowly and gently, as Emma’s hand finds her way behind her and caresses his cock.
It is only when they happen to glance at the laptop screen and see their performer has signed out do they come back to the reality of what is planned for the day.
“Sir, I do think I am ready now to find someone to video chat with, though I guess you better put my panties back on,” Emma giggles to Donald.
Donald first turns her so he can lower his lips and suck up all the wetness from Emma, both her and his juices, before putting her panties back on. In return, Emma bends her head and licks his cock clean before he puts on his shorts.
“Before we start, wine or scotch for while we do this?” Donald asks her.
“Probably scotch for what is ahead,” Emma responds.
He goes and gets glasses, a bucket of ice and a bottle of scotch. He pours them both a hefty drink - well it is afternoon now. And considering what just happened and is about to, one is probably needed.
And then they begin this new game.
Emma has had a few more messages to screen through as they were otherwise occupied. They pick out the top three possibilities, and she messages each of them to start chatting to move to the real goal.
All are attentive and rather well versed as she goes back and forth with them. Donald is amazed about how well she can carry on three juggling conversations with them. But then comes the crucial moment. Which will be first.
He watches in amusement as she tenderly tells two that perhaps they can chat in an hour or two, or maybe even video chat. Both are ecstatic at such a though, but a bit disappointed it cannot happen right now. Emma deftly explains she must go out for a bit but can’t wait to chat with them.
Then, the chosen first, she so shyly suggests they privately video chatting on the site that Donald can only imagine the man drooling at the invitation. It is only seconds later that the binging comes in that the man is opening a private video chat session with her.
Emma adjusts herself, pulls her sweater down some, so just a peek at her bra is visible and answers. Donald sits over to the side on the couch where he can see the screen and her, but not be apparent to Emma’s first caller.
“Hello Gene,” she says to him. He is shirtless and probably naked but is at least only showing his head and shoulders right now.
“Hi” he responds.
“What would you like to talk about? Where would you like me to lead you today?” Emma asks him.
For a moment Gene is speechless at her opening, but then realizes the unexpected fun he is about to have this Saturday afternoon.
“Tell me about you coming to my door, and what you would do when you got there,” Gene replies.
“Well sweet, you hear a knock on your door, you are not expecting anyone, but you throw on your robe and answer it to see me standing there before you. In this sweater and tight pants,” Emma begins.
Gene moans slightly. His face tells all.
“You invite me in, though we do not know each other or even our names. Once the door is closed I put my arms around your neck and kiss you deeply,” Emma continues as she pretends to kiss the screen.
Donald watching is holding himself back from laughing at how good she is at this.
“Yes, I kiss you back with great passion,” Gene replies.
“We move to the couch, as your robe falls open. I see how hard you are already as you sit down. I kneel in front of you and after stroking your cock a few times, bring it to my lips, taking your glans in my mouth to suck and lick it,” Emma is getting into this story now.
Moans from Gene.
“Taking more and more of your shaft into my mouth sucking you as I squeeze your balls. Oh, baby how big you are,” Emma exclaims.
“Do you feel my warm mouth on you now?” she asks
“Oh, oh, oh, yes,” Gene says.
By his face, Emma, and Donald can see he is going to erupt very soon, this is too much for poor old Gene to have expected.
“My fingers move from your balls back to your taint and press against it again and again, as I suck you deep into my mouth,” Emma continues.
And then she and Donald watch, they have seen Gene’s hand below the screen, his arm moving as they know he is jerking himself. Then as Emma delivers her last line, he howls out, his face and neck are crimson, and they know he has cum. Cum hard.
As he slows his panting, his face reddens in embarrassment now. Gene apologizes profusely saying he does not know what came over him.
Emma just gently chuckles and tells him that it is okay, and she hoped she made his Saturday afternoon special for him.
He replies that yes she has and thank you so much.
After a few more words, Emma turns off the connection.
Donald starts laughing hard, and hugs Emma to him. “That was wonderful, you got me hard again too. Do you want to play on, or was that enough of video chatting for you?”
Emma laughs in response. “Actually, that was rather fun. To see how easily men can be taken over the edge. I am a bit sorry he couldn’t last longer, but for the first time rather enjoyable. Though know, I would never want to be with him, or anyone else probably in real life.”
Those last words eat at Donald’s heart. He pulls Emma to him and kisses her so long and hard, moving his hand under her sweater to caress her nipples as they do.
Emma finds her hand on his thigh, then up over his cock which is again rather hard — rubbing it over and over as they kiss.
It is only when the computer bings that they pull apart. It is the next playmate or victim.
This guy is younger, and rather cute. Emma likes his ruffled hair and bright blue eyes. For a man in his late thirties he is articulate and seems like fun. When she answers his ringing to video chat, her hair too is a bit ruffled from what had just happened, and her lipstick slightly smeared.
Emma greets Rick and asks how he is doing this afternoon.
He tells her so much better now that he is talking to her.
She laughs in reply.
“So, Rick, what would you like to talk about, or where would you like me to take you this afternoon?” Emma inquires.
Rick blushes deeply. He is wearing a polo shirt, but how his hand is situated Emma now is getting the drift that it is clenching his dick already, so he must be pantless at the moment. She just gives a wry smile in return.
“Well, it would be fun to imagine we are two strangers on a train. In the same compartment. We gaze at each other, you in a lovely dress with silk stocking and high heels. Me just out of college, and younger man, but who is enthralled with what he sees before him. Just the two of us in the cabin, facing each other,” Rick begins.
“That sounds interesting, go on Rick, I will let you tell this for the most part,” Emma says as she leans back a bit on the couch.
Emma can see Rick trying his best to get a good look down her sweater to her breasts as he goes on, “It is a long trip, a few hours we will be on board. I go to the door and pull down the blinds, and then sitting across from you speak for the first time.”
“Madam, you are very beautiful. I have never seen anyone so lovely as you. I have been studying this book of late and was wondering if I could be so bold as to try some of the techniques it suggests out on you,” Rick begins.
“And what techniques might that be?” Emma replies.
“Well it is all about the erogenous zones on hands, feet, legs, and arms,” Rick replies.
Emma somewhat spirts out the sip of her drink at the reply. And Donald must get up and go to the hall for a minute so not to give himself away at this suggestion. Oh yes, his Emma is going to enjoy this. He collects himself and returns to the couch to hear Emma ask Rick to explain more.
Rick tells her how he moves to sit beside her and lifts her hand and kisses the back of her wrist, his tongue licking it a little.
Emma trembles at the suggestion and realizes this young man is already getting her wet. “Go on,” she says.
“Then I would stroke the palm of your hand with my fingers lightly as I take one after another of your fingers into my mouth to suck. One by one, then two together, then three, oh, now all four,” Rick expands on his theme.
“As I move to lick and kiss the palm and back of your hand, my fingers run up and down the inside of your forearm. Hopefully arousing you fully,” he continues.
Emma is enraptured and is breathing rather heavily. “Yes, Rick, you are doing that,” she tells him.
“I take your other hand, and do the same with it,” Rick says.
Emma now is needing to touch herself; she is getting so wet and throbbing, she turns and looks at Donald with a pleading look. But turns her head back to the screen, quickly so Rick does not notice.
Emma knows that Rick is jerking off now as he tells the story from his hesitations and gasps as he does. Donald tilts the screen up some so Rick can only see Emma’s face, and reaches his hand over to her cunt, feeling how wet she is and begins to run his fingers up and down her slit.
The sigh of contentment she gives out is more than enough for both Rick and Donald.
“When I know you are fully content with what I have done with your hands and arms, confirming what my training manual had said, I look you in your eyes and ask if I could be so bold as to do something similar with your feet and legs,” Rick shudders out.
“Oh, yes, my young man, you may, anything,” is all Emma can reply. She is almost to the brink herself now, Donald’s fingers playing her, and Rick’s extraordinary story.
“I take my chance and kiss you on the lips, and ask, “Could I be so brash as to remove your stockings, and I can show you something more? You look me in the eye and nod agreement eagerly,” he goes on.
All Emma can do is nod her head at him on the screen.
“I kneel between your legs, spreading them just a bit. Lifting one foot at a time, I remove your shoes and caress each foot for a bit. I then reach my hands up to your outer right thigh and undo your stocking, then your outer left thigh. Moving my hands hesitantly at first, between your thighs, I first undo the right inner hook, but before moving to the left, graze across your panties crotch, oh it is so wet,” Rick is getting into this story rather well.
Emma moans out as she is almost to her peak. She is enjoying this.
“I undo the final hook. Slowly I lower the first stocking and places it on the floor. Then the other. Your feet and legs bare, I start to massage your feet, much like I did your hands, one at a time. Taking toe by toe and sucked deeply in turn,” Rick pants out.
Emma can see he is in the same state as she is. So close to cumming.
“I begin the kissing and licking at your ankles, then up your legs, one at a time. This time after tongue tickle under your knee, I move on up to your inner thigh, licking up, up, to the top. There, I plant a warm kiss on your underwear where your lower lips are hidden,” Rick tells her.
Emma groans in pleasure. She takes Donald’s hand and stops his administrations for a minute. She is too, too close right now, and wants to hear the end.
“I lick up some of the moisture which is dripping there. You gasp and then giggled with joy. I then continue down the other thigh, to the back of the knee, down the calf to ankles, to toes,” Rick goes on.
And Emma does gasp and giggle in response to this.
“You have been breathing very heavily through this all, and when I raise my head from under your dress, I see you are very red, and your back is arched forward,” Rick tells her as they both stare at each other’s red faces and know, with no help from Donald at the minute, they are both about to climax.
Which they do. Moans and groans are coming from both sides of the computer. Over the internet to each hear the other’s total abandonment.
Panting and composing themselves again, Rick finishes the story for them, “We are pulling into the station. I quickly put your stocking back on, give your crotch a little rubbing before sliding your feet into your shoes and sit beside you to gently rub your stomach as you relax and your breathing returns to normal.”
“We are at my stop, I take my suitcase, lean and kiss you a tender goodbye and leave the cabin. Never for us to meet again. Or maybe not,” Rick concludes.
Emma has been panting through the ending of the story, and gasps out thank you to Rick. “Yes, perhaps we will need to take a train ride together again. You are a very good storyteller. I have enjoyed this, but do need to go now,” Emma stammers out.
He sends an air kiss back at her, and she disconnects.
Emma turns to Donald, and sees how hard his is now. Yes, the story has rather affected him too. She leans and pulls down his shorts and is soon sucking him and caressing him. He moans in pleasure.
It takes no time for him to cum in Emma’s mouth. She swallows it all.
Composed again, Donald leans and closes the computer. “I think we have played at that more than the two of us can handle today,” he tells her.
While slightly disappointed, as the next caller was to be a woman, Emma agrees completely and falls into Donald’s awaiting arms. They lean together for a while, content with each other.
Then after giving her the thirty-first pearl, he spends the rest of the afternoon reenacting Rick’s train story. Her wrists, her hands, her arms, her feet, legs, thighs and up to her dripping panties. Taking his time for it to last a couple of hours or more, with Emma cumming three more times as they played.
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