Reborn
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DAWN REBORN
Dawn Carson sat at the neatly laid table at the back of the restaurant feeling worried, yet with some excitement. Why mixed emotions? Partly because she had never done anything like this before. Thirty-four years old, separated from her husband for nine months, and here she was waiting to meet a man she did not know, who could be bedding her by the end of the evening. And she had set it up herself.
Her simple black cocktail dress with two narrow straps that left her tanned shoulders bare was worn with seduction in mind. The waiter’s eyes had bulged as he’d stared at her cleavage, which was deliberately revealing. But acting like this was all so new, so out of character. She still doubted whether she could go through with it.
A nervous second sip of the dry white wine as she allowed her mind to play over the circumstances which had led her to this point.
Regan’s parting words as he’d walked out on her, they had been the catalyst. “Goodbye, you frigid bitch.” He had said it before, but as a parting shot it had really struck home. Was he justified? It wasn’t just because she had refused anal sex, was it? Or because she had always ducked out of giving him a full blow-job?
Truth was she had always been left with a sense of disappointment as his hard, little cock went limp inside her. Listening to her closest friend Ella, talking enthusiastically about, ”the wild night Dan and I had last night,” or” he gave me one of my best orgasms ever,” such moments had left Dawn, nodding her head, as though she understood. But she had no real comprehension of the experiences that Ella so joyfully outlined.
Seeing women on screen in the throes of a passionate encounter, she knew that those squeals of wild delight had never been her experience. She was sure that Regan was screwing around, because his demands on her body grew limited, and she really didn’t care. When he did walk out, there was a sense of release, with only that damning word ‘frigid’ hanging over her head.
Ella couldn’t believe it when Dawn told her, and Ella’s suggestion of a casual affair with someone was rejected. Dawn didn’t think that would help her understand this apparent shortcoming. Then Ella had suggested that she could try the Peter Casson Escort Agency.
Dawn had immediately protested at the very idea at being involved with a gigolo, Ella had told her, “It’s not what you think. I have an acquaintance who used them. Apparently very discreet, very aware of relationship difficulties. You spend the evening with a man and whether there is sex or not is entirely up to you.”
Dawn wasn’t too certain, but eventually she contacted the agency, and had a tactful interview with a surprisingly vivacious young woman. The lady wanted to know nothing about her problem, and told Dawn that intimate details could be disclosed to her escort, but only if she wished. Dawn was then told that her escort would be Jack, and the restaurant they recommended was the Vichois, where the cost of the meal was covered in her fee. Dates and times were agreed, and now, somewhat uncomfortably, here she was.
Eyes on the entrance, further doubts assailed her. How much of her intimate details could she reveal to a strange man? Dawn had just taken another sip at her wine, when a tall man in a light fawn sports jacket entered and spoke to the head waiter. Dawn was struck by his height and build, and as they came nearer, what a handsome face he had under, darkly waving hair. As he was led across the restaurant Dawn saw the heads of a group of ladies at one table turn with widened hungry eyes. Too good to be true that he might be heading towards her table. But, that was exactly what was happening, and an unexpected wave of heat coursed through her body.
The waiter gestured to the table and Dawn half rose, as this eye-catching man treated her to a warm smile. Desperate to avoid showing her nervousness, Dawn managed the opening, “You must be Jack.”
He held up a hand and said, “Please, don’t get up, and may I say, I’m very pleased to meet you, Dawn.” God, she was so aware of his eyes treating her cleavage and bare shoulders to an appreciative stare.
As he sat down opposite her, she could not stop herself from admitting, “I’m just a little nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
Blue eyes were regarding her kindly, “Just relax. I’m sure you must have had a meal with a man before.” His smile told her he was half joking and she laughed as she replied, “Of course.”
“Now, that is all we are doing.”
His manner, his looks were so calming that she was able to say, “I hope you like steak because I have ordered the steak Diane for both of us.”
“I love steak.”
While they awaited the meal and during it, they talked small talk about the books and films they had seen, and she told him of the small fashion outlet she owned. The fact that they appeared to have similar tastes helped ease Dawn’s mind, and looking across the table at him settled her even more. That, and the excellent meal, which had Jack telling her it was the best steak he could remember, had Dawn gulping happily and thoughtlessly, at the wine.
When, over the coffee, Jack cautiously asked, “Could you be able to advise me how you want the evening to proceed.“ Dawn tried to read in his face what he might be expecting. All she saw in his eyes was deep interest.
“I thought I knew but—“
“You’re not married, I assume.”
Here came the truths. “My husband left me nine months ago.”
“He must have been mad,” Jack declared.
His tone was so positive that, although she felt herself redden slightly, she could not resist reaching across the table to touch his hand as she said, ”That is kind of you, Jack. You want to know why he left me?”
“Only if you want to tell me.”
Dawn knew that the wine was opening her out, and now she had no difficulty in admitting, “He said I was frigid.”
She looked at his broad face for reaction, but there was none, although he appeared to be framing the question before he asked it, “Did you think you were?”
Not many minutes ago she might have found that difficult to answer, but now it felt so easy to tell him, “I always wanted to enjoy it—but only occasionally was I anywhere near. I’ve watched films and those scenes where the lady looks so ecstatic---I couldn’t imagine that.”
“How long were you married?”
“I was a twenty year old virgin when I married Regan. I’m thirty two now.”
“You don’t look it.”
His words gave extra worth to the warmth she was feeling. Was it just the wine? But he was looking very puzzled as he went on, “Married all that time, and he’s just finding you frigid now?”
“Oh, no, he had said it a number of times.”
Jack looked pensive, before saying, “You needn’t answer this if you think it too personal, but did he never give you an orgasm?”
Dawn felt her face redden, but then she leaned over the table fixing her eyes on his, as she shook her head. It was time to set the situation to quell her demons. Keeping her voice low but determined she said, “I need to find out whether I have some shortcoming.”
Jack’s face remained impassive as he said, “You want to share a physical experience?”
An intake of breath, liking the way he put it, before she nodded her head and said, “It’s the only way I’ll be certain.”
Jack stood and moved around the table to pull out her chair. With him just behind her as she found her feet, she caught a heady aroma of his aftershave. “We chose this restaurant because my apartment is just around the corner. Is that going to be all right?”
Invited to a strange man’s apartment. What had she expected? To do it in a back street? Dawn tried to remain calm, yet her legs were strangely wobbly. Again, blame the wine. Was that also the reason for the tremors deep down inside her?
It turned out to be a very short walk to his apartment block, and on the way Jack advised her, “At any time from this point on, if you want to stop, just say so. There’ll be no hard feelings.”
Reaching a glass fronted building, Jack punched some numbers into a keypad to open the doors. Then they took the lift to the second floor. At no time did they touch and when she looked at him in the lift, he gave her what she took to be a reassuring smile.
The apartment spoke of money. Thick carpets, lavish furnishings and that air of expensive taste in all the fittings. An open plan kitchen lay to the left, and a partly open door which revealed a dimly lit bedroom. There was another door further along that wall which Dawn could not decide upon. But this was obviously a business that did very well, and Dawn couldn’t help thinking about the fee she had paid.
Jack had slipped out of his jacket, and Dawn could see how well- proportioned he was. He had spotted the way she looked around the main room, “I only have this place as long as I’m working for the agency.”
“It’s very imposing,” Dawn said, letting her own jacket slide off and fall onto a chair.
Jack gently placed his hands on her bare upper arms which sent a tingling over her skin. Drawing her close he whispered,” May I kiss you? I’ve been wanting to ever since I saw you.”
Were these the practiced words of a full-time gigolo? No matter she wanted to be kissed by this charming man. She held her face up to him and let her hands stroke over muscular arms as their lips came together in a warm kiss. Briefly she felt his tongue test her lips but, for some reason, she did not respond, but the kiss lasted a pleasant while. Jack drew her closer, and she felt the subtle nudge of something against her belly. So, he was ready, but was she?
Breaking the kiss, Jack looked down at her and said, with a nod in that direction, “The bedroom is there. Are you okay with that?”
Without a word, she nodded, as he led her into a bedroom decorated in green, bed cover, curtains, carpet and walls. "My favourite colour," he said. He put his arms around her and kissed her gently on the lips, before murmuring, “Do you wish to undress yourself?”
Dawn had only a moment’s hesitation. Was the idea of a strange man removing her clothes exciting or worrying? “I’ll do it myself. All right?”
Jack smiled understandingly, and said “As you wish.”
Slipping the straps of her dress[JR1] off her shoulders, Dawn turned her back to him. Was she being shy or simply tantalizing? She had to admit that she was unsure of anything. Behind her she heard the rustling of his clothing, but as the dress slipped down, she wondered whether she imagined the laser of his eyes on her bare back. Quickly, she discarded her bra, and on some sudden impulse she turned.
Face to face, looking each other up and down, they each had a quick chuckle, seeing they were both down to the last piece of strategic underwear. Dawn’s breath caught in her throat as she viewed the broad muscular chest and shoulders, before spotting the bulge in his boxer shorts. Jack was everything she could have hoped for in her quest for peace of mind.
She was very aware of his gaze moving slowly down over her breasts, belly and thighs. It was like a remote caress, and it thrilled her so much that she questioned whether there had been a moistening down there. That sort of response had been so rare.
She couldn’t tell herself why, with constant doubts remaining about whether this experience would help her or only make her worse.
“You are so lovely,” Jack said warmly, and then, with a wry smile he suggested, “Should we finish the job together?” As he said it, his fingers slipped inside the waistband of his boxers, in demonstration.
Dawn liked the idea, and slipped her own fingers, inside her panties, as Jack hissed, “Ready? One, two and three. Off.”
Their movements were well timed, and completely naked, Dawn found herself looking at the biggest erection she had ever seen. But then, she was telling herself, there wasn’t much competition.
Jack held out a hand and quietly asked, “Would you like to lie back on the bed?”
In an instant, they were side by side on top of the green duvet. Dawn, filled with that strange mix of worry and excitement felt her skin tingle as his hand rested on the swell of her hip. She didn’t want to repeat herself but couldn’t resist looking up into his wondrous blue eyes as she said, “I needed a stranger for this. You will be kind, won't you?"
"As kind as you want me to be," he said, and Dawn closed her eyes as he kissed her gently.
Dawn was more at ease because of his gentility. He seemed to be accepting that, with her, there was something to prove. Encouraged by his warmth, Dawn was pleased to deepen the kiss so that, unlike the first time, she parted her lips, and her tongue slid along Jack’s. Soon two tongues were tangled with gradual increase in heat and passion.
While their lips mingled, Dawn became very aware of Jack’s hand tracing from her hip up to the side of her breast, and then back again, over and over. The sheer sensuality of that tender movement which felt as though it was telling her that she had a curvaceous figure, left no doubt that there had been a moistening between her thighs. Was he really going to prove something? Something vital to her? Certainly, the touch of his hand over her skin was shooting sparks down to her lower regions.
When his hand slid over the smooth mound of her breast, she couldn’t stop a little grunt of pleasure escaping through her occupied lips. Teasing around the nipple without touching it, had Dawn squirming in anticipation. All she could do in return was stroke the smooth skin along his back, while her tongue became even more aggressive in wrestling with his.
At last, one finger did rest on her nipple, circling gently, delicate as a bee on a flower. Dawn had never known such erotic gentility.
She broke the kiss to gasp, "He was never like that."
"Like what?"
"Caring like you. He handled my breasts as though he was unscrewing the lid off a jar."
Jack chuckled before kissing down the side of her neck, trailing his lips along the arc of her shoulders, repeating the action a couple of times, before moving down to her breast. Oh, God, Dawn thought this is only getting better and better. She was sure her whole body was responding in a way which, because of poor previous experience, she could not recall. Jack sucked at the softness of her breast and then licked around the dark areola, Dawn found her breath catching in her throat. His tongue touched on her nipple, and, at first, Dawn wasn’t sure that she had felt it swell. Next instant, she was positive as Jack carefully took it between his lips, the tip of his tongue lapping over it, while he began a gentle sucking. With that action the sensations weren’t all in her nipples as Dawn was sure she could feel the hot blood coursing through her whole body, yet centring low down, bringing on pulsing that she had never experienced.
His attention to her breasts was only occasionally broken by him rising to kiss her lips and Dawn tried to reveal her rising passion through the searching of her tongue. Oh, yes, there was rising passion, and all worry was gone. She began to feel sure that she was on course for renewal.
Dawn had to respond, and the way he was lying meant she could feel his hardness nudging just below her hip. With only a little uncertainty she let her hand stray down to it. Her fingers wandered down its total solid length. It was so big, yet so tempting. Hitherto unknown desires were building in her mind.
While her fingers savoured the power of his shaft, Jack’s hand trailed his own fingers down over her belly, setting her muscles tensing as he touched and rustled her pubic bush. Dawn heard her own gasps of breath as she heralded the notion that a moment of truth was not far away. His mouth was continuing to lavish attention on her breasts, which felt to be glowing, but it was his fingers that now sought to dominate her passions.
Those fingers had played through her pubic hair for a while, but one deliberate finger, suddenly slid to touch at her ever-moistening crease, and at that moment Dawn was hit by the need to jerk sideways. Delightful notions were beginning to form in her mind.
Jack’s finger had not been dislodged by her sudden movement, and Dawn’s whole focus was on what it was doing now. It was softly probing at her magic spot, the spot that she could find easier than Regan ever had-- her clit. Wow, such delight as his finger tip worked over it with delicate circling movements.
Dawn’s hand had gripped Jack’s erection, and given what he was doing to her clit, she was wondering whether it might be time to encourage him towards an entry into her ready wetness. But it was at that moment that Jack disengaged his lips from hers, and he tracked his face rapidly down over her curves until his mouth moved over her mound.
Already approaching some refreshing ecstasy, Dawn could not believe this step. "What are you doing?" she gasped. Without replying Jack removed his finger from its work and replaced it with the feather-light tip of his tongue. The sensation was beyond anything that Dawn had experienced, "What---oooh--" Was all she could manage.
Jack’s hand was moving up and down her inner thigh, but there were just too many reactions taking place between her thighs as his tongue circled and licked her swelling clit, sipping at it, sucking at it, driving her wild. Without any deliberate intention, but going along with the twitching of all her muscles, her thighs had parted, and parted wide. Oh, God, at last, she wanted it, needed it, demanded it. Breathing was a desperate activity as her hands pulled at his hard rod.
Just one more lapping of his tongue on her clit and the feel of his fingers ploughing into her wetness, and Dawn’s mind went; she became a mad woman, a stranger to herself, out of control as her body heaved, her thighs gaped in a convulsive spasm and she squealed out, "Oh, God. Do it. Do it, Jack."
Jack’s immediate response to her cry was essential as she pulled on his erection. Dawn’s whole body was on fire in this sudden apocalypse that was gripping her. She was only vaguely aware of Jack’s mighty rod heaving up into her in one vigourous thrust. Yet all delight was concentrated on the rapturous domain she had entered. Bright colours of light flashed behind her eyelids, and vaguely she was aware that the weird vocalisations she could hear were her own.
It was only as she slowly came out of her rapture that she was aware of Jack’s face looking down at her, of his weight pressed down on her, but more than anything was the immensity of his hard rod bucking and withdrawing, before bucking again, deep inside her.
His voice was like a dream, as he grunted, while still ploughing into her, “Madam, you are definitely not frigid.” His words confirmed what she was beginning to realise. “Did—did I—Was that—an orgasm?”
“It seemed—" he grunted and thrust,--“like a very big one.”
“But you—” That massive man-thing inside her filled every portion of her lower body, and she found a delight in flexing her muscles around it. What was happening to her? If she had orgasmed---Oh, God, every slide of him inside her was lifting her to another plain. She never wanted this to stop. This luscious invasion of her interior was so new. What had her fourteen years of marriage kept her from? This solid thing throbbing inside her, she wanted so much more of it, for as long as Jack could maintain it.
Her hips lifted to meet each thrust from Jack. Her mind was lost in the wonder of the sensations that soared inside her from that---that—magnificent—cock, wasn’t it? Words that she rarely used seemed to be free in her head. A gorgeous iron hard cock was fucking her. This was what it was really like to be fucked. So solid, so deep, so hot, Dawn wanted to sense it in every orifice. That she was thinking in that way surprised and shocked her.
She just had to give it voice, “Oh, please, fuck me, Jack. Hard. Harder.” As she wriggled against his thrusting, and she knew her mind and body were going to explode once more, she saw Jack’s face appear over her, a surprised look on it. But as her consciousness left her, the immediate action she felt was his pace quickening, and, if it was possible, plunging deeper.
This was another orgasm time, but so different from the first one, which has been all foreplay induced. This was the wild vivid sensations of a hot rod being sucked by her own muscles, oiled by her own juices. Her scream of ecstasy was loud but was duetted by Jack’s gasping growl, and in spite of being on this magical trip, Dawn knew that he was spurting vigorously inside her. The resultant pulsing of his cock only added to her delight.
Regaining some reason, she became horribly aware of an emptying inside her. Jack was slipping out of her. “Don’t stop. I need it in me.”
Jack clearly recovering himself, but still breathless, gave a little chuckle, ”You had two orgasms,“ he said. “You more than proved you’re not frigid. But, instant replay? It doesn’t work like that.” He handed her a small towel before adding, “I’ll gladly do it again--in about thirty minutes.”.
“I need it now.” Dawn knew she had never been so demanding. She had experienced such a massive degree of pleasure, yet the need to have that hardness heaving up into her was so strong. This was something she had been starved of for too long.
Jack leaned over her, as she dabbed the towel between her thighs. No doubt reading the disappointment on Dawn’s face, he was thoughtful for only a few seconds and then he asked, “You really feel you can’t wait?”
Dawn could hardly believe the change in herself, as she replied, “Honest, Jack, I really want it in me. Truth is, I wanted it to go on and on, even through those wonderful highs.” She looked sorrowfully at his flaccid little cock. What had happened to the giant that had so recently pierced her very heart? She reached out to touch it gently, “Dead?” she queried.
Jack had been looking thoughtful, and returning her wry smile, he said, “I have a feeling that your husband did not give you what you clearly needed.”
“He thought he was a lady’s man. Maybe he proved it somewhere else.” Dawn’s breath caught in her throat as she went on, “I’ve never had what you’ve just given me.”
Jack sighed, “I really want to help you. Would you take another man?”
Dawn shook her head doubtfully, “But you’ve been so good.”
Jack nodded his head, “Yes, but I’m not a robot.”
Dawn returned his gentle smile, but was puzzled by his offer, “Who would it be? Is he all right?” The very idea of having taken two men was giving her an added boost.
Jack gave her a reassuring smile, “He’s better than all right for what you’re needing, and he’s just in the connected room next door.”
Dawn was just a little concerned about the slickness of it all, but that emptiness up inside her would not go away, “How can that be?”
“Paul is what you would call an apprentice with the agency.” As he saw Dawn about to protest, Jack held up a hand. “As you will find out he is no apprentice in the physical side of things, but he is tracking me to learn matters of delicacy---when ladies only want companionship—and that is more often than you might think. He is only twenty two, but his dimensions might surprise you. So?”
A twenty-two year old? But the remark about dimensions really intrigued her, and the flutters in her lower belly became more demanding. “I say, yes, please, and quickly.” As Jack rose and walked naked towards the bedroom door she asked, “Will you be staying?”
“Only if you want me to,” he replied, and when Dawn nodded her head he moved away. A moment later she heard him knock on what had to be the connecting door. There came the low murmur of male voices, and Dawn wondered what Jack might be telling this Paul about her.
What have I turned into? That was going through her mind as she sat, completely naked, waiting for yet another strange man to come and view her body, and hopefully, give her the extra fucking she now craved.
As Jack reappeared in the doorway, his purple headed dangler limp between his legs, Dawn gasped to see that the fair-haired man behind him was several inches taller. As they moved further into the room Dawn stood up, not out of respect, but only because she would feel overwhelmed to be crouched so low.
“Dawn, meet Paul,” Jack declared.
This mountain of a young man, clad in a toweling robe, held out a hand, “Hi, Dawn,” he said cheerily, “not the easiest of situations for you. I hope I can make it more pleasant.”
Dawn reached out her hand, he took it, bent his considerable frame, and kissed the back of it. In Dawn’s book he had scored three points already. One, he was huge, towering over her five feet, six inches, and she hoped his equipment was in proportion. Two, he was incredibly handsome with his crown of wavy near blonde hair, green eyes, wide strong jaw, and full kissable mouth. And three, he had a caring, gentlemanly manner. Yet, the way she was feeling, she didn’t want him to be too gentlemanly.
Jack quietly said, “While you two get acquainted I’ll take a quick shower.” He gave Dawn a quick reassuring glance before adding, “I’ll be back.” He moved away into the en-suite
“You are a beautiful lady,“ Paul said, moving closer so that Dawn caught a waft of his manly perfume, a woody aroma. “And Jack has advised me what you expect from this meeting.” He paused, and one hand reached out to touch Dawn’s shoulder, “So I can fulfil that obligation fully may I kiss you.”
Dawn had no hesitation in moving against the roughness of his toweling robe. His mouth was warm and moist, and Paul accepted her willing tongue readily. He broke the kiss surprisingly quickly, and he smiled at her as one hand smoothed over her shoulder and he said, “Standing up, I think we’re just a little incompatible. Should we--?” And he gestured towards the bed.
Dawn was only too keen and she slithered onto the duvet, sitting up, taking the weight on her elbows. When she turned to face him it was to see that he had removed his robe and his naked body was close behind her, too close for her to see what she might be getting.
He leaned over her and Dawn was ready for another kiss, but first he asked quietly, “I hear foreplay may not be needed but, may I feel you?”
Strange, Dawn thought, not ‘touch’ but ‘feel’, yet in spite of that she said, ”Of course.” Her passion started the moment their tongues mingled and his hand roamed over both breasts, squeezing gently at the nipples. Very quickly the hand moved down over her belly, ruffled her pubic hair, slid over her inner thighs and directly up into her moistness, which, unbelievably, seemed to be permanent.
Paul broke the kiss to urge, “Check on my readiness.” As he said it he slid two fingers directly into her channel, and churned them around as though checking the walls of her entry.
His action had drawn a gasp from Dawn, because it had been both unexpected but exquisite. She was about to warn him that she hardly needed that, when her searching fingers encountered his rising erection Her fingers could scarcely close around it as it hardened and swelled under her touch. Oh, God, it was like trying to grip a baseball bat, so long, so solid. “I have to have it in me,” she squeaked like a little girl, pulling him towards where his fingers, were pulling out of her.
Panting, she wondered how she was going to take it, but there wasn’t any doubt in her mind. She had to have it. Hell, this maddening need had only been born in her over the last hour. Impossibly, it was as though she hadn’t had sex for years. And the truth was, she hadn’t, not like this. This raw desire would not go away.
Paul was poised over her, his green eyes glowing, a kindly smile on his face, and Dawn maintaining her grip on his giant cock eagerly drew the bulbous head up against her entry. Heaving her hips eased him inside, and the next instant she was gasping in anticipation as Paul pressed forward to drive his hardness upwards into her. Dawn’s oozing channel was expanded by his steady penetration, her bliss would have been complete, but she didn’t want steadiness, nor gentility, and she had to let him know.
“Fuck me, Paul,” Dawn heard the desperation in her own voice. “Hard, fuck me hard.” Above her she saw Paul’s face, full of controlled passion, and she nodded her head to urge him on. Could he promote the sheer abandon she had experienced with Jack?
Paul, it seemed was totally ready for such an action. The next second his massive organ was like some great log driving up into her. Dawn moaned her delight as it seemed his cock head smashed against her cervix, before he began a regular strong hot rhythm so powerful that she knew she was going over the edge of reason once more. She tried to respond with her own hip thrusts and her inner muscles gripped and pulled at the so welcome invader.
As her head tossed from side to side in her feverish delight she was dimly aware that Jack had returned from his shower, and was sitting cross legged at the pillow end of the bed, like some big naked Buddha.
But now the flames were devouring her as her own body could not keep pace with Paul’s sturdy heaving into the very heart of her. Dawn was almost familiar with rapturous sensations that were overtaking her, as Paul bent his body to have his mouth sucking and licking over her breast and nipples. All she was aware of was the flare of colours, the floating adrift of everything and the sound of her own seagull-like squeals. Yet underscoring it all was the continued rapturous pounding of that luscious cock inside her.
Slowly coming back into the world, Dawn heard Paul murmur, “Good for you.” Dawn’s insides were still churning with the delight of his throbbing tool delivering such passion. But after only another minute Dawn felt the huge cock pulling out of her.
“No!” she cried desperately. “Why—?”
Without saying anything Paul had gripped her hips and twisted her over onto her belly where he placed a cushion under her to lift her lower body. For a worried moment she thought he might try to go anal, but her fears were dispelled as his erection ploughed keenly and powerfully up where it had been before. Was it her imagination or could it really be deeper in this position? Whatever, it was still absolutely dynamic. Each thrust was a new delight.
Dawn raised her head and was astounded to find Jack’s naked body kneeling in front of her, his large purple headed cock right in front of her face. Raising her head higher, and finding herself being pushed forward on Paul’s thrusts from behind her, she saw Jack’s querying face.
“Have you ever?” he asked.
Dawn shook her head. She had refused to do a complete job on Regan, had kissed his inferior member a few times, but no more than that. Here, faced with this impressive shaft, and remembering how it was this instrument that had brought her so much earlier joy, and had, given the exhilaration Paul was now pounding into her, changed her whole outlook on her appetites. Didn’t she need to return such favours?
Jack had mistakenly taken her shaking head as a refusal and had begun to shuffle back. Quickly, Dawn grabbed at his cock and drew it up to her lips. For a moment, she gazed at the shiny smooth head, flexed the foreskin back and forwards, before kissing the tip and allowing her tongue to tickle at the tiny slit.
It was lovely to hear Jack’s grunt of appreciation. She traced her tongue along the rigid length, so smooth, so warm, and then lifting his member she licked along the thick vein on the underside. When she reached his purple zone, she opened her mouth wide and let his cock slide right along her tongue, until she felt it touch at the back of her throat. Then she closed her lips to enclose it, finding that her mouth just could not take the whole length, so the spare section she rubbed between her fingers while she began trawling her mouth back and forth along what she could control..
That was the moment that Paul, still humping into her with increasing vigour, reached around her, and his fingers slid into her groove to nestle on her clit. Her reaction had her mouth gaping, as a choking snort of delight escaped her, and Jack’s iron rod waved loosely for a moment teasing along her cheeks and over her tongue.
With her whole body on fire, blood pounding, head spinning, hips swinging back to greet Paul’s pushing, Dawn was surprised that she could think the thoughts that had just popped into her feverish head.
Could she have ever dreamed she would find herself in a situation like this. Here she was with two gorgeous men with their superb cocks inside her one at either end. What kind of woman had she become? Because although it would never quite replace the joy of what Paul was giving her and what Jack had given earlier, having Jack solid in her mouth was no hardship.
That was when the crazy thought came to her. What would it be like, and was it possible, in this tight little threesome they were in, for them all to cum simultaneously? Paul’s fingers and his cock were determining that she hadn’t far to go herself, but could she work on them both to encourage that blissful situation?
While increasing her pace of her mouthing on Jack’s cock, she added a strong sucking action, heard him gasp, and felt his hips nudging his erection in a threat to bring on gagging. At the same time she attempted a squirming action together with extra hip heaving to try to bring Paul on..
Dawn soon found herself gasping around Jack’s hardness as Paul, in reaction to her movements, increased his own thrusts, setting her insides aflame, while his fingers pampered her clit unmercifully. Oh, yes, she was heading for her climax, gliding into that wonderful oblivion. Yet, even as she slid over, she heard Jack’s loud gasp, felt the pressure of his cock trying to choke her. And Paul? He had begun to fuck her frantically, his pressure pushing her further onto Jack’s raging cock.
Too high to really feel it all, she could not miss that moment when she felt the spurts of Jack’s cream flooding into her throat, and she was able to swallow with an unbelievable sense of triumph to match her own orgasm. To add to her exquisite delight, Paul’s movements were more frantic and he was grunting louder and louder, until with an almighty heave he practically lifted Dawn across the bed, and she was fortunate that Jack’s erection had begun to subside as he slid from her mouth, otherwise she may have choked.
“Christ, Dawn, you’re good,” Jack sighed leaning back on his elbows, his flaccid cock still looking appealing.
Paul’s withdrawal from her had been a slow shrinking, but as he slumped to sit on the bed he gasped, “Damned good.” The two men exchanged glances of agreement, as Paul said, “Imagine if they were all like Dawn.”
Jack nodded and blew her a kiss as he said, “Wow! If only.”
Dawn had been exulting in how close she had come to hitting a three- way climax. Not quite together, but damned close. She smacked her tongue around the vague remaining taste of Jack in her mouth, as she eased up and sat on the bed between them. How lovely it was to hear their words of praise. But she had to admit, to them and to herself, “You have changed me.”
“In what way?” Jack asked, stroking his fingers down her spine.
Dawn looked from one naked man to the other and said, “You have turned me into a cock-addict.”
The three of them laughed together, and Jack held up his hands in mock pleading, “Please, don’t ask for more.”
“You’ve shown me what I’ve been missing for twelve years.” She dabbed between her legs with the small towel.
“Want to go and clean up in the shower?” Jack suggested.
“Good idea,” she said, and as she began to rise she impetuously stooped and planted a quick kiss on Jack’s limp manhood, and turning, did the same to Paul. Hurrying towards the en-suite she stopped to call back, “Thank you, both."
The spray of the shower was most welcome. Dawn ran the soaped sponge over her breasts, her belly, and down between her thighs, where the heat and a lingering discomfort were reminders of the evening she had just experienced. And what an evening it had been.
Four orgasms, an area in which she had been a pauper. But now, it was all over. As she dried herself, a wave of sadness overrode her earlier euphoria. Could she ever find a man to produce the same delirious sensations. How hard would she need to search?
Not with any sense of modesty, she wrapped herself in a large white towel before returning to the bedroom, where she found the two men sitting facing each other, cross-legged and naked, at either end of the bed. They had been conversing in low tones
“You look like a pair of book-ends,” Dawn joked.
They both smiled at her and Paul said, “May I borrow that towel?”
Putting on a lascivious smile, and adopting a provocative pose, she pulled one side of the towel away to give a quick flash of her naked body.
With a more serious look on his face, as Dawn came to sit on the edge of the bed between them, Jack asked her, “Would you say you’ve had a special night, tonight?”
Dawn laughed, “Special? So many firsts for me. My first complete blow-job. The first mouth to plunder me down there.”
Paul eyes showed his surprise, “You’ve never had either?”
Dawn shook her head. These two men were just so good to look at.
Jack was frowning as he said quietly, “You may not believe it, but we aren’t called on for that much sex in this job.”
Paul gave a snort, “That’s why I have to track this guy. To learn how to be nice to middle aged ladies.” He gave her a heart-warming smile.
Dawn wondered why they were telling her something she already knew
Jack, with a shared glance with Paul, took it up again, “We have been talking, and you know what we said earlier about how we wished all our clients were like you. Where do you see yourself going now, in terms of relationship?”
The drift of his questioning was sending little waves of excitement through Dawn’s body. She managed to frame her response carefully, “I was thinking how hard it will be to find a match for what you two have done “
Their exchange of glances was meaningful in some way, as Jack said, “We both agree that you have been such an accommodating and receptive-“
“Not to say appreciative companion.” Paul butted in. “With fantastic looks.”
Dawn heart was beginning to pound, beating out a tattoo of hope. What was this leading to?
Dawn hadn’t long to wait as Jack leaned forward and covered her hand “Dawn would you consider being with us on a regular basis?”
“Say two or three times a week?” Paul added.
Dawn felt her hands trembling as she said, “But I couldn’t afford to—"
Jack held up his hand, “No paying for anything. We obviously don’t want to risk our jobs, which pays well and has so many perks,” And he waved his hand around their lavish surroundings.
“Peter, our boss, is surprisingly religious so we don’t work on Sundays.”
Dawn’s blood pressure was heading through the roof, as Jack added, “Plus I have Tuesdays off and Paul has Thursdays.”
Paul gave a great grin as he said, “So I might have time alone with you away from this creep.”
For Dawn, it just seemed too good to be true. To be regularly serviced in the manner she had only discovered tonight, was beyond her wildest dreams.
“You’re shaking,” Jack said, placing an arm around her shoulders. “Do you need time to consider it.”
“Only three seconds,“ she said exultantly, and she reached out to clutch each of their bare knees.
“Good,” Paul declared. “So, let’s seal it with a kiss.”
“But only a kiss,” Jack laughed, but his blue eyes on her were like some fresh blessing.
It was the warmest kiss that Dawn had ever bestowed, as a new life of real fulfilment spread out before her.
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What Melody had said was, "It's not so bad, Dawn; you'll get used to the taste. Meanwhile, let me clean off both of you." Two heads whiplashed toward the doorway. There stood the mistress of the household, casually leaning against the door frame. I haven't described Melody Dean for you, have I? She stood a lithe five foot four, the extra few inches above some of her friends serving her to good advantage on the tennis courts. Without a moment's thought, Dawn could see that her blonde...
Straight oral doggy Two married people seek something more.We agreed not to tell anyone how we met.Who was going to tell, anyway? We were married. Each of us seemedmismatched sexually with our spouses, desiring far more intimacy thanthe one at home.It was craigslist.Dawn’s ad caught my eye and brought us into contact, but it was her funand erotic emails that grabbed my attention./Dawn: "I miss kissing. Would you take me to dinner and kiss me?"//Me: "On a first date? Only if you eat all your...
We agreed not to tell anyone how we met. Who was going to tell, anyway? We were married. Each of us seemed mismatched sexually with our spouses, desiring far more intimacy than the one at home. It was craigslist. Dawn’s ad caught my eye and brought us into contact, but it was her fun and erotic emails that grabbed my attention. Dawn: "I miss kissing. Would you take me to dinner and kiss me?" Me: "On a first date? Only if you eat all your vegetables. lol." The first time we met we had dinner...
Straight SexSo here I was 15 yrs old, I had been fucking Dawn, fucking her sister Julie and her Mom and Dad as well all for the past year. It was a hot summer day in mpls.and me and Dawn decided to go swimming in her above ground, piss yellow, tin with white braces and blue liner swimming pool from Sears. The pool had a cover over it and for some reason we thought it would be fun to fuck around in the pool with the cover on and fuck around is just what we did.It didn't take long before we were butt naked....
So here I was 15 yrs old, I had been fucking Dawn, fucking her sister julie and her Mom and Dad as well all for the past year. It was a hot summer day in mpls.and me and Dawn decided to go swimming in her above ground, piss yellow, tin with white braces and blue liner swimming pool from Sears. The pool had a cover over it and for some reason we thought it would be fun to fuck around in the pool with the cover on and fuck around is just what we did.It didn't take long before we were butt naked....
Dawn of the '70s by Jojo A recent photo-layout in the "Times" on corked platform shoes started a string of recollections of my first forays into fashion, of David Bowie's "Rebel, Rebel," and of courses of Lisa Brown. I smiled to myself remembering that first time ... Lisa and I had known one another for a long time. We had gone through grammar school together but we became friends during our freshman year in high school when we realized that we were the only students who had been...
DawnMy gym manager was apologizing while telling me that all of the massage ther****ts he trusted were completely booked. I asked him if they could give him any names and he laughed and said, “Yeah, each others....”He had stopped before finishing so I finished for him.“And you?”“It would be inappropriate.”“Why, because you are gay?”He gave me a small smile and shrugged his shoulders.“I didn’t think you knew.”“I was clued in by the blonde that sneered every time she walked past you. I asked her...
This is a continuation of my relationship with my 66 year old lover Dawn, we had just spent the night having dinner at a posh resort. To my surprise Dawn had rented a room and I had just finished our usual half hour love making session and I knew she must have been exhausted. I had only cum once and my 43 year old body was not done for the evening. I knew granny would be getting a second load of my sperm before the night was over. Dawn was lying on her stomach with her head buried in a...
This is a continuation of my relationship with my 66 year old lover Dawn; we had just spent the night having dinner at a posh resort. To my surprise Dawn had rented a room and I had just finished our usual half hour love making session and I knew she must have been exhausted. I had only cum once and my 43 year old body was not done for the evening. I knew granny would be getting a second load of my sperm before the night was over.Dawn was lying on her stomach with her head buried in a pillow. I...
Just the very next week, Dawn needed to go to a week-long conference in Johannesburg (two hours flying from Cape Town). On the Monday morning, she was scheduled to give a talk on new systems which they had been developing and wanted to market. She had been well-coached on the presentation, but her bosses urged her also to socialize with other delegates. A few months earlier, that might have been a frightening instruction, but she was now much more relaxed. Hilary was roped in to advise her on...
DAWN ARRIVES BY JANICE Anita and I have been friends since we first met in High School. She was a cheer leader and I was a nerd. She could have any guy she wanted and she had guys following her around like puppy dogs. I knew that a guy like me would never have a chance with her so I could just worship her from afar, which I did. After high school we went our own way and ... as sometimes happens... we found...
Chapter 1 Amanda opened the front door and was greeted by Ali's sweet smile. "Hi, sis," Ali said as she stepped into the hall. "WOW," she whistled. "You do look the business." "Why, thank you," Amanda said, turning sideways on so that her sister could admire the way the green silk sheath slid over her tall, firm body, the slit in the back allowing at least the smallest steps to be taken. Amanda turned back to her sister, her red glossed lips shining almost as much as her emerald...