A _Hands-On_ Woman · Part 2 (2/2)
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o it now, Jim," she said with glazed, lust-filled eyes. I started kissing and licking up the inside of her thighs toward her steaming cunt. I gently kissed her outer lips and licked up and down her crack several times. Cindy closed her eyes and started moaning softly. I glanced over at Marcie at the other end of the couch. She didn't seem to be displeased anymore. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what I was doing to Cindy's cunt. Marcie had her right hand inside her blouse and she was moaning a bit as she caressed her own left breast. Her glazed eyes and shallow breathing betrayed her own arousal.
I gently pressed Cindy's lips apart and slipped the tip of my index finger between them. I moved the finger up and down her very wet crack, gradually going deeper and deeper into her, until I found her swollen clit. I stroked her clit with my thumb, and pushed my middle and index fingers into her hole. Cindy gasped and started writhing against the couch as she massaged her own breasts with both hands. I started pumping my two fingers in and out of her snatch with a slow rhythm. Then I stuck my face in under my hand and licked down to her anus. I licked across her little hole several times, then I stiffened my tongue and thrust it into her. She groaned loudly and her whole body went stiff.
She began to tremble as I kept thrusting my two fingers into her pussy and tonguing her anal opening. Suddenly, she thrust her cunt hard against my hand. "Aaaahhh!" she moaned loudly as she came. Her hot, sweet juices poured out, covering my hand and my face. I loved it.
As I pulled my fingers from her cunt and raised my head, she smiled at me. "Thanks, Jim. That was great!" she said. I started to stick my gooey fingers into my own mouth, but she reached down and grabbed my wrist to stop me. She pulled my hand to her mouth, then licked off all her own juice, finally sucking hard on the two fingers that had been in her pussy. She looked beautiful as she enjoyed the taste of herself.
Marcie stood in front of the couch. She was fully composed again, her hand no longer inside her blouse. "Okay, Jim," she said. "NOW are you ready to put on the U-Ball?"
I picked up the U-Ball and stood up. "Well," I explained, "all you have to do is pull this little cardboard ring back over the cock shaft until the back edge of the rubber pouch is lined up behind the ridge at the back of the cock head. Then you slip the edge of the rubber pouch off of the ring. The rubber pouch closes down around the head of the dick, and the little ball is held out at the end. You pull off the ring and throw it away."
Then Marcie said "That thing is covering just the head of your cock, none of the shaft. Are you sure that it will stay on, and that it's covering enough to prevent pregnancy and spreading diseases?"
"There's no need to cover the shaft to keep it on," I said. "There's a vacuum release stem on the right side of the ball. The stem makes the rubber bulge out a little." They nodded as they looked at the bulge on the right side of the ball. "You wiggle the stem back and forth a little to break it loose…(I was doing it as I explained it.)…then push it completely into the ball. The rubber pouch is sucked down onto the head of the cock, and the ball is held firmly at the end. Air pressure holds it on until you're through fucking."
"To prevent babies or diseases." I continued. "The only important part of the cock is the hole at the end. Condoms cover the shaft because that's the only way to keep them on. With the U-Ball, covering just the hole IS enough. NOT covering the skin on the shaft is the big advantage that the U-Ball has over condoms. A man using a U-Ball feels a lot more stimulation on the shaft than a man using a condom, and that makes for more pleasure. And shooting his wad into a partial vacuum makes a man's orgasm stronger, longer, and wetter. The U-Ball is enjoyed by women too. I've been told that the U-Ball makes a pussy feel like it's really filled with hard, stiff meat."
Cindy worked her way off the couch and stood up. My cock, with the head covered by the U-Ball and ready for action, poked playfully against her thigh. She looked down at it, gave me a hot look, and said "Time for bed," as she turned and started to walk toward her bedroom. I watched her swaying ass for a moment as she walked away, then I followed her. Marcie followed behind me.
Cindy pushed me down onto her bed on my back, and straddled my waist. I felt the shaft of my cock pressing against the crack of her ass. I started squeezing and caressing her ass cheeks with both my hands. But she reached down on both sides, grabbed my wrists, and pulled my hands up over my head. She pressed my hands against the mattress. "You'll get to play with my ass later," she breathed into my ear. She released her hold on my wrists and I started to move my hands down, but she scowled at me. So, a little reluctantly, I put my hands back in place over my head.
Satisfied that I would keep my hands where she had put them, Cindy kissed and licked all over my face, then slowly down my neck and chest to my right nipple. She suddenly bit the nipple. Her bite was hard enough to draw a little blood. "Owww!… Shit!" I cried, and my body jerked reflexively at the sudden, sharp pain. But I kept my hands in place over my head and Cindy stayed on top of me. As a small drop of blood slowly oozed from my bitten nipple, Cindy moaned deeply. She eagerly collected the small drop of blood on her tongue and pulled it into her mouth. Not yet satisfied, she then squeezed the flesh around the nipple to produce a second, larger drop of blood.
Again she moaned as the blood oozed from my wounded nipple. This time, she pushed the blood across my nipple with her tongue, then put her mouth over the nipple and sucked the nipple, and my blood, into her mouth. My nipple was burning with sensation because of what she had done to it. Her sucking on it felt better than I would have ever imagined that it could. Cindy was driving me to new heights of lust, and she seemed to be almost as excited as I was.
She lifted her ass off my middle and scooted down a little, reaching between our bodies to grab the shaft of my cock. She put the U-Ball against her outer lips and groaned. "God," she panted. "It feels SO big against my pussy."
"Gaahhhh!" I panted. "Slip it in with your fingers, and then I'll push it in all the way with my dick."
She moaned loudly as she slipped the U-Ball into her wet cunt mouth. She didn't wait for me to push it in farther. She immediately pressed downward, and my cock slid smoothly into her pussy to the hilt. I felt like my whole body was iced over and on fire at the same time. I shuddered once, violently, and then started to tremble. My moans of pleasure mingled with hers. She raised herself until only the U-Ball and head of my cock remained inside. She paused for a long moment, allowing us both to savor the intense feelings and the thought of what was coming next. Suddenly, she pressed firmly downward, abruptly impaling herself again on the full length of my cock.
Then she was going up and down my cock faster and faster. There were no more pauses. There was only hard, fast fucking. As Marcie had suggested earlier, we were indeed fucking each other's brains out. Soon, Cindy shuddered and moaned loudly as she cam. As her hot juices poured out over my balls, I felt the tingle in my cock that told me I was only moments from filling the U-Ball with MY cum. I guess Marcie sensed that I was really close.
"Stop! Stop!" called Marcie. ("Where the hell did she come from?" I thought. It had been nearly twenty minutes since I was last aware of Marcie's presence.) "Come on, Cindy," said Marcie. "You know what to do now."
I had gotten so close. I knew that the inside of the rubber pouch had to be wet with my pre-cum, but I hadn't really shot my load yet. My dick was still pulsating inside Cindy's pussy. She lay on top of me, enjoying the feeling of the U-Ball and my cock, still hard and still inside her to the hilt. After she had recovered a bit from her orgasm, she pulled off of my cock. She got onto her knees beside me and lowered her head onto a pillow with her face turned toward me. She gave me a hot, come hither look and said "Okay, Stud. NOW it's time to play with my ass. And this time, there won't be any stopping."
I got onto my knees behind her upraised ass. For a few minutes I kneaded her cheeks with my hands. Then I raised my open right hand high and brought it down sharply onto her right buttock. SMACK! "Owwww," cried Cindy in surprise, then "yesss!" as she pushed her face hard into the pillow. Again,… SMACK! Then my left hand onto her left buttock… SMACK! Over and over I brought my hands down sharply onto her tender flesh. Her ass was turning a bright pink under my stinging blows. Cindy moaned her excitement into the pillow.
I put both my hands on the mattress behind her and leaned forward, my face only an inch from her smarting left buttock. Without thinking, I suddenly opened my mouth and bit her tender ass flesh. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, but it was hard enough to make her scream. She lunged forward and banged her shoulder pretty hard into the wall. Her movement, though, was just a reflex, caused only by her surprise at my new assault on her ass. She quickly moved back onto her knees, with her bitten ass raised high and her face back in the pillow. She wiggled her bruised ass at me.
"God, yes, Jim." she moaned. "Give it to me HARRRD! Make me cum next week just from remembering what you do to me now!"
I again got onto my knees behind her upraised ass. With my hand, I rubbed my cock up and down along her crack to coat it with her juices. Then I put my thumbs at the edges of her asshole. I pushed outward with my hands to spread her cheeks apart. Her small, pretty asshole drew my tongue like a magnet. Cindy moaned when my wet tongue again pushed its way into her rectum. I rimmed her for a few moments, then replaced my tongue with the end of my eager cock.
"I feel it! I feel that hard U-Ball thing against my asshole!" cried Cindy excitedly. "Oh, godddd…push it into me!" she groaned.
"You'll have to relax," I panted. "I'll never get it in unless you let me." A moment later I could tell that Cindy was concentrating on relaxing her asshole. I felt it give way just a little, as I pressed the U-Ball against the opening with my fingers. Then suddenly the U-Ball and head of my cock popped inside.
"Owwwww!" groaned Cindy. "You're a hell of a lot bigger than I realized. How much went in?"
"Just the U-Ball and cock head," I truthfully moaned.
"Shit!" Cindy panted. "You'll have to take it easy then, at least at first. You'll kill me if you don't."
I pressed forward carefully and about a half inch of cock shaft slipped inside. Cindy groaned and pounded her fist against the mattress. I leaned my head forward and down as far as I could, then launched a large ball of spit downward. I was aiming for my cock shaft, but I missed. My spit made a big wet spot on the bed between her knees. I decided to try once more, and this time I was lucky. My spit splattered against the top of my cock, just behind Cindy's straining bung hole. I immediately used my right hand to spread my spit around my exposed cock shaft and pressed gently forward again. This time, almost an inch of my cock slipped inside.
"God, Jim," she moaned. "How much is inside now?" When I told her that there was still over four inches to go, she said "Let me rest for a minute and then try some more. I don't know if I can take your U-Ball and your cock this way. We may have to stop."
Marcie was suddenly standing beside me. She reached over and, from a small tube, squeezed out a large glob of KY lubricant onto Cindy's asshole, then worked it into the hole around my cock shaft with her finger tips. She put a second large glob onto the top of my cock shaft, then rubbed it all around the shaft. "I hope that will help," Marcie said as she moved away a bit.
Carefully, I pressed forward again. This time over two inches of the shaft went in. I pulled out about one inch, and then pressed forward again. After a bit, with the help of Marcie's lubricant, my cock was fully embedded in Cindy's rectum. Her rear passage was incredibly tight and hot.
"Okay." she panted. "It's better now. Start fucking me… slowly."
I started a series of short, slow withdrawls and reinsertions. I could tell that Cindy was getting used to it. It was getting easier for her all the time. Instead of groaning in pain, she was now moaning with pleasure. After a few minutes, I was pulling out until only the U-Ball and cock head were left inside, then plunging back in to the hilt. Then I was fucking her brains out again, but this time the U-Ball and my swollen meat were reaming out her bowels instead of her pussy.
Cindy was thrusting her ass back to meet each of my forward thrusts stroke for stroke. Then I felt the pressure building up again. The biggest ejaculation of my life was boiling in my balls…cumming up through the tubes…approaching the hole at the end of my cock. There would be NO stopping. Suddenly I froze. Then I exploded. I came harder than I had ever cum before. My cock pumped and pumped and pumped. My whole body shook with each pumping contraction. The U-Ball filled with my jizz. And Cindy joined me just after, groaning loudly as her bowels clamped down repeatedly onto my pumping cock. I fell on top of her, and she fell down onto the mattress. I didn't know whether or not she would be able to cum next week just from remembering this fuck. But I knew that I would.
After a few moments of recovery, I stood up beside the bed, and Cindy rolled over onto her back. "God, Jim," she said "that was the fuck of a lifetime! That U-Ball and your cock felt S-O-O-O good in my pussy and in my ass. When your cock was in my pussy, the U-Ball kept rubbing back and forth over my G-Spot!" She gently pressed her right hand down over her trembling cunt lips, closed her eyes, and sighed in contentment.
"Now." said Marcie. "How do you get the U-Ball back off your cock after you've shot your wad into it?"
"Well." I answered. "You have to let air back into the U-Ball, then you can lift up the rubber just behind the cockhead, and carefully slip the head back out of the rubber pouch."
"Wait," said Cindy, "When I sucked you before, Marcie stopped us before you finished. I didn't get to taste your jizz!" She looked at the U-Ball, dangling from the end of my now limp noodle. "That little ball is filled with your cum, right?"
"Yes…."
"Okay, come on back into the front room." Marcie and I followed Cindy back into the living room. Cindy got a clean champaign glass from the bar and handed it to me. "When you take the U-Ball off, I want you to put your cum into this glass so that I can…drink it."
Marcie and I looked at each other in disbelief. The idea that Cindy wanted to drink my cum started to rapidly bring my cock back to life. "I think maybe the best way," I suggested, "might be to use a pin or needle to poke a hole in the U-Ball, then enlarge the hole with the pointy end of a scissors, and pour the cum through the hole into the glass."
"Good idea," said Cindy. She went to the end of the bar and then came back with a pin and a pair of scissors. "I'll do the poking and enlarge the hole, you hold the U-Ball still and hold the glass," she said.
"Wait a minute." I protested. "After what you did to my poor nipple, how do I know that I can trust you to be this close to my dick with a pin in your hand?"
"Well…maybe you can't," admitted Cindy. "But you'll never know until you give it a try. Besides, you loved what I did to your poor little nipple. Come on, hold the U-Ball out where I can get at it. I'm thirsty."
God, playing with Cindy like this was almost as much fun as fucking her. (Well, no, of course not really that good. But we WERE enjoying each other's company even though we weren't fucking at the moment.) I didn't have to hold my dick out for her. It was completely swollen again and it was sticking straight out from my crotch on its own. I did take hold of the shaft to hold it still, though, while she was poking the U-Ball. After the poking was done, she used the end of the scissors to enlarge the hole, then pointed the end of my dick down and let my cum run out into the champaign glass. When the U-Ball seemed to be completely empty, she held up the glass for me to see.
"Look. You can trust me…sometimes. See? All jizz…no blood!" She lifted the glass to her lips and took a small sip of my pungent man goo. "God, it's still warm!" she moaned. She walked to the couch and sat down.
Watching her drink my still-warm cum and walk around naked had me all excited again. I carefully pulled my re-swollen cock back out of the little rubber pouch and dropped the used, empty U-Ball onto the coffee table.
"Okay, Jim." said Marcie. "She'll be happy for a while with her drink." She leaned down and picked up the used U-Ball and looked at my stiff dick. "I'm very impressed with this little thing…uh, by little thing, I mean the U-Ball, not your cock." she explained with a smile. "I think that we can do business. There's just one final thing that I need to find out before I'm ready to commit Eros Tech to the U-Ball."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Well, after using one U-Ball and taking it off. Could a man put on another one and do some more fucking?"
"Sure." I said. "Using a second U-Ball is just like using the first one."
"Hands-on, remember? Don't just tell me about it. Show me," she said as she started to unbutton her blouse.
A _Hands-On_ Woman · Part 2 (2/2)
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