EXCERPT I was randy myself now, and the idea of my doing it to Mary really got me
going.
“Should we do it now?” I asked. “You’ve got me going, and I don’t think I
could walk upright down the street.”
I could see Mary’s brain turning over, and her eyes flicked as she thought
about it.
“Ok,” she said. “Will we do it here?”
“Yes. Stand up.”
Mary stood in front of me. I lifted her dress and pulled on her pants until
they were down, and she stepped out of them as I held up her dress.
“Don’t just look, Tommy. Kiss me or something.”
“I can’t help it, sweetheart. I can never get enough of looking at you. The
slightest thing we do I want to last forever, so you will have to get used to it
because I’ll never stop,”
I lingered, kissing her belly, thighs and Lady Jane. Mary held me tightly to
her, rubbing her fingers through my hair.
“Oooh, Tommy, you’re driving me crazy. Use you tongue.”
I did as she said. “What about your suspenders and belt? Should I take them
off for you?”
“No, take your trousers off.” Mary moved her hands, grabbing at my belt as I
stood up again and moved a straight-backed chair from under the table.
Mary had left her pants where they lay, as I did with my trousers, and I sat on
the chair and guided Mary over my knee. The sight of her was breathtaking, and
I could feel my manhood throbbing against the pit of her belly as I stroked her
bare bottom and back. I drummed on her buttocks lightly and slapped a
little.
“Not hard enough, Tommy,” Mary said as she lay across both my knees, her head
down and hands on the floor.”
“Just admiring you,” I told her, and tried to judge it to be the same as last
night’s slap and slapped her right cheek, and then moved her away from me a bit
as I slapped her left one, and then across the two of them.
“Ow, mmm, ow,” she uttered quietly.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit so hard,” I told her, massaging her cheeks.
“No, it’s all right. That was just about right,” Mary said. “Don’t stop,
“Don’t slap in the same place. Move about.”
I did as I was bade, and did some hard drumming over every inch of Mary’s
bottom, the ‘ow’ she uttered was not that it hurt so much but more like some
little moans. I massaged some more and smacked all around her cheeks again.
“That’s it, Tommy. Keep doing that until I say stop.”
I slapped, and she moved a little to offer the part of her cheek nearer to her
hip. I massaged, and she groaned. I slipped my hand down between her thighs to
feel her Lady Jane and massaged some more. She moaned again, and her bum rose
to meet my hand. I held her cheeks, and just where the top of her legs meet her
bottom and curved, I rained down a flurry of lighter slaps. Her “Oh! Oh, Oh,”
corresponded with each slap, until she said, “Stop now. No more.”
I stopped, and Mary lay there for a moment or two as I, not daring to touch her
bottom, slipped my hand between her thighs again. Mary straightened up,
kneeling beside me, and I lowered my face to hers. Our lips met, kissing, and
as we both stood. Gently, I turned her to face the table, easing her over it.
She was bent over, her breast on the table, and her face lying sideways with
eyes closed as I lifted her dress.
There did not seem to be any problem with Mary’s Lady Jane this time as I just
eased in. Besides this, it felt maybe a little more intense just using the top
of my member, and I was definitely able to move a lot faster as I pumped eagerly
for some seconds before I pushed in as deeply as it would go. Her Lady Jane
felt just about as tight as it was before, but the use of Vaseline never entered
my head. Anyway, we had left it upstairs.
I could feel the heat from Mary’s rosy bottom on the base of my stomach as I
lay against her back.
“Tell me when,” I panted hoarsely, as Mary started to make sounds again and
raised herself up onto her elbows, pushing back towards me.
“Oh Tommy, Tommy! Faster, faster, harder oh, uh, oh, now, now!”
I moved as fast as I could, keeping it to the short thrusts and making some
noises myself. It was so intense that it was all over within minutes of
starting.
We both collapsed, Mary onto the table and me onto her, but we could not stay
like this with Mary pressed against the table, so I stood up and brought Mary up
straight with me. We stood leaning against each other, hugging.
“Phew! Tommy, that’s got my knees all shaky. It’s only been a few times, but
I just can’t believe the size of that monster. I feel so stretched and packed.”
She leaned against me, trembling slightly.
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