Davie Ch. 06 :: Mature

Davie Ch. 06

Date: 16.01.2009

Keywords: Ch., Davie, 06,

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She tenderly caressed his hands and fingers and them drew them across her breasts pulling her bandeau top down, exposing herself.

Her persona exploded to a new place. She had stepped over a threshold and now was adrift to find the pleasures she was denied for an eternity. She gave silent consent for this young man now to guide her and she would allow him control of her. Mildred's breasts felt like they were on fire. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and as Tom fondled and played with her and pinched the tips she bucked her ass into his groin. Her body pressed tightly into his.

"My god, Tom. I'm....Oh god.....I can't believe...."

He played and rubbed and enjoyed her fine cones of flesh. She wiggled her ass. She had never wiggled her ass before. For anything. She felt a hardness touch her and she knew what it was and now felt a power to make it desire her. Mildred put one hand behind her and searched for the place where the hardness dwelt. It was long and ran down his shorts. She found his zipper and pulled at it with difficulty, but she persisted. With a button undone and his fly open her small hands now searched for his cock.

Mildred had hated her ex's cock. Hated to see it. Hated to feel it. Hated it. She wanted Tom's cock. She wanted to feel it so bad. There it was, she felt it. It was hard but it was soft to the touch. His skin was so soft. God, it's big. She gripped it and pulled it free from his shorts and held it tightly.

Tom moaned and became more aggressive with her breasts, swirling the oil about, which caused her to moan and begin to stroke his erection. Now they were working together. Giving and receiving. Instinctively, Mildred opened her stance and sensing her change of position, Tom, keeping one hand on her chest, slid the free one down across her flat stomach to the elastic waist band of her shorts and under it. Mildred's panties felt like expensive silk and he played his fingers across the front of them just above her mound. Mildred moaned.

"My god, touch me. Please." She reached up with her free hand and held onto his neck.

Tom was breathing hard in her ear but she heard him say "Yes". He felt her hair under the silk material, curly and thick. When he reached her slit and placed pressure against it, Mildred stiffened. This was new. This was the first time a mans' hand was touching her there tenderly, not rough. She forced herself to give in to it. She wanted it to happen. Tom's fingers played there for a few minutes and then he explored further. While he continued to drive her crazy with her nipples, his other hand was now touching her vagina. He did not linger there long but went straight to search out her opening. He found that she was wet. Deliciously wet. Mildred wasn't even aware how wet she was because of the new sensations she was experiencing. Her pussy was wet.

Tom's finger slid across her slit and peeled open her labia lips. He lurked about, enjoying the warm, wet flesh on his fingers. When he prodded for it, he found her hole to be tight. He knew the response he would get when he penetrated it, so he did it patiently. Mildred tensed when he inserted an inch of his forefinger, but as she continued to caress his hard prick with one hand and hold onto his neck, her body gave him permission to continue. He did. His finger went deeper, but with every bit of entry he pulled back to lubricate his digit and then reenter. Now he was sliding effortlessly into her and she was going crazy. Her body reacted by humping back against him, and her hand held tighter around his neck. It had been years since something, anything, had entered her. She had never had it done so patiently and now she was going to make up for lot time.

Mildred sensed her orgasm coming on but she wanted more. She felt free. She didn't want to stop but she trusted Tom would bring her back to this place if she asked him to. She trusted him.

"Tom. Stop." She was breathless. He obeyed her request, hoping it was not a final command. She turned her head, leaning back and kissed his cheek, then his ear and then his mouth

"Show me what they do in this room," she panted in his ear. "Do to me what people do here."

Tom removed his hand and she did the same, freeing his cock. He stripped off his clothing and then stripped Mildred of hers. She watched him intently as he did all this and inspected him as he stood before her. His cock stood out, pulsing with his desire. She wondered about his hairless groin but loved the sleek look of it. Naked as if it were the first time in her life, she felt no embarrassment. She admired his young body and was pleased to be chosen as an object of desire by him. She stepped to him and they embraced, kissing hard, open mouthed and wet. Their bodies touched. She felt his hardness against her stomach and he was aroused with her small, hard breasts pressed against him. He gripped the flesh of her ass in both his hands.

"Take me to over there," she said, looking at the black leather wall.

Tom took her by the hand and led her to the far wall and placed her back against it. He sensed what she wanted. Taking her one hand and stretching it above her head he secured her wrist with a velcro strap attached to a chain. He took her other wrist and did the same with another restraint. Tom now began to fondle Mildred. He stroked his hands on her sides and down her hips, wrapped them around her tiny waist and then behind to embrace and caress her ass cheeks. He dropped to his knees and put his face in her short hair and found her slit. Holding her weight by her wrists she lifted her left leg and laid it on his shoulder. Tom now had open entree to her labia and her pink flesh within. Mildred, looking down at his face and meeting his eyes when he glanced up at her, smiled.

"I've never had anyone put their tongue on me before."

"Oh my. Oh. Oh-h-h je-e-e-z-z-z," was her immediate remark when Tom's tongue entered her and his one hand pressed against her mons. His other hand held onto her ass and he pressed his thumb on her anus. Tom stab into her like a prick and she bucked her hips. Mildred, with energy heightened from her erotic posture, held her full weight on the chains and lifted her other leg to lay on Tom's free shoulder. Hanging in the air, Mildred swung with Tom's hands pushing and pulling to guide his tongue in and out of her hole. Her fluid ran off of his chin as Mildred moaned incessantly.

"I want to fuck you, Mildred. I've got to be inside of you now!"

"Yes! Now! Quick! Stick your thing in me."

Tom stood up letting Mildred's legs fall onto his forearms and rested them there. Standing upright now he gripped her ass with both hands and aimed his prick for her opening. Mildred watched intently as she prepared for his assault. Years had passed since Randy had forced himself on her roughly and tore into her causing great pain. She was fighting with these memories and longing for it to be pleasurable.

Tom placed his engorged cock head at her opening and stroked it up and down to make Mildred wet. With the head covered with her fluid he gently pushed into her, just till his corona disappeared into her. He felt her stiffen and eased out, then slid in again. His partner was so tight he knew he would be rewarded by taking his time, although he fought the desire to plow into her because of the image he held rocking in his arms. Tom knew Mildred was delirious with desire but afraid.

The young man's cautious movements put Mildred at ease and they paid off. Her tension eased and now her entrance became a hot sheath for his hard dagger. At last he could drive into her and she would welcome it.

"All of it, Tom. Bury it into me," she pleaded, hissing the words thru clenched teeth. Mildred's eyes were wide and glued to her lover's active body. Sweat poured down his forehead, his face was red with determination and she could see the strain on his powerful chest. Tom's pectoral muscles rippled and she felt the power of his hands gripping her ass.

"Suck my nipples!, she demanded. Mildred wanted to savor every thrill she could think of.

Tom leaned into her, still pumping and engulfed one of her small cone shaped tits. He sucked on the entire breast, backed off and drew hard on her nipple and then bite it until she cried out. He moved to the other on and repeated the same movement.

Suddenly her responses, turning him on so, flicked a switch and he knew the time drew near. Mildred felt it also and wanted to be in control now.

"Tom, on the bed! Quick! Fuck me on the bed."

Holding her waist he released her wrists from the restraints as she held onto his neck. Never pulling out of her he walked their two bodies to the red silk covered bed and fell onto it on his back. This is exactly where she wanted to be. Mildred placed her feet at his sides on the bed, squatting, and preceded to pump herself onto him. She could feel his full length slide out of her pussy and reach the end, but not letting go of him. Down she dropped, slowly at first, until Mildred felt Tom tense. Up again she rose slowly to enjoy the shape and ridges of the object she was impaled on. As inexperienced as she was when the evening began, Mildred was learning remarkably fast. She rolled in circles, she pumped fast and hard then slowed to a near stop when she felt that things would get out of control.

As Mildred rocked backward once, sliding Tom's cock into her, she touched a place that caused her to jump in shock. It felt so intense that she went at it a couple of times and suddenly felt different, so she stopped.

"Why'd you stop," pleaded Tom, throughly enjoying the ride.

"I was afraid I was going to pee," she whispered, embarrassed.

"I don't care, keep going. Piss all over me if you want to, you hot little bitch."
"Chariat." Tiger yelled and the class got to their feet quickly. He looked at his senior student, Little Dragon and nodded. Little Dragon barked the final words.