The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Arrival Of Claudia - Part 3

... bondage was just for the picture, but it might also be an indication as to the kind of games the two of you play together. It would not surprise me if the ring in the entrance of your love tunnel has been attached to other hardware than the little chain I gave you.” There was that penetrating Bacall-look again. “You do not only have a dirty mind, but also a very well working dirty radar. You’re right. We do indeed both like bondage and mild domination. Speaking about Esther, she has sent me a mail a few days ago. She will be in the country as from the end of this month and there are no commissions abroad in the near future. I think she will find it very exciting if you would be able to attend a game between us. Seeing real girl-girl action at close quarters is obviously far more thrilling than watching a film. Even more so if we invite you to join in.” I couldn’t believe my ears, but the message had already arrived at lower parts of my body, with the speed of light. “I see you rather like the idea.” She climbed onto my lap, pulled the studs of the string open and led the leaking rod into her. After fucking me for a few minutes she let me slide out. “I want to economize on your orgasms,” she explained. At the beginning of the afternoon I offered to walk Milou. I wanted to combine it with collecting a few items that I had forgotten the previous night, among them Claudia’s panties with the ribbons that I still had. Which meant that I would be away for a while. But in the ...

... meantime the world turned on. When I came back I didn’t find her, not in the garden, nor anywhere else downstairs. So I went to the bedroom where the playing field was, and where I had installed the library on a desktop that was connected to a large television screen against the wall. There she was, in a state of extremely heated up euphoria, kneeling on the bed. “Why are you still wearing clothes?” she shouted. “If you don’t take them off immediately, I will rip them off!” The origin of this excitement was apparently her browsing through the library. At that moment, she was watching a film with a photo-shoot for a lingerie catalog that soon turned into hot sex between the photographer and the gorgeous model. And it featured peeing by both of them. “This is really out of this world,” she said. “I have to revise my opinion completely. I had an orgasm like an earthquake already, and now I want to fuck. As soon as possible. Including peeing. So we’re going to have an orgy in the garden. And I want you to pee into my mouth.” When we were completely spent, after a long and wild hyper-erotic game of eating and drinking our mutual candy and body fluids, and a fantastic fuck, we finally had tea. “While you were walking Milou,” she said, “Michelle called. She asked whether it was okay if she would come over tomorrow afternoon and stay for the night. Obviously I had no objections and I’m certain that you have neither.” That last sentence was completely superfluous, but apparently she felt ...