Out of the Blue, Part 2. - Sex Stories

Out of the Blue, Part 2.

... rammed this home quite forcefully towards the end. “No,” she sobbed. “I’m happy; I never thought this was going to happen. It was fantastic; I just had a huge wash of emotions.” “Are you sure I didn’t? It’s meant to really hurt the first time.” “No, it was a little tender at first, but then it just felt so good, I don’t remember any pain.” “What about now?” I asked. “No. I’m okay. I can feel you have done it to me, but it doesn’t really hurt. Can we do it again?” “Yes, but there is no way old Roger down there is going to stand up again for a little while. I’ll go and make you some breakfast.” “No. I will make it for you.” And she rolled out of bed, pulled her nighty over her head, threw it on the end of the bed and walked out of the bedroom totally nude. I lay there for a couple of minutes in amazement. Women are really strange sometimes. They act so timid and prudish for weeks and then like a switch flicks, they are walking around nude, without the least embarrassment. Most guys don’t seem to be like this, I guess there is so much pressure about the size of old Rodger the dodger, that we are scared to show it to anyone, in case it doesn’t conform. I hopped out of bed, grabbed my boxers and headed for the bathroom, then into the kitchen. Rachael was cooking bacon and eggs, she had put on an apron, but other than that she was nude, bloody hell, she looked good. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “Shit you look sexy in that, I don’t think I can wait for you ...

... to cook those.” “Now you want to play. Too late, I’m really hungry,” she said. So I left her alone and put the jug on for coffee and some bread in the toaster. I had to go back to her bedroom and get the cups; we had never gotten around to touching anything I had taken her earlier. While I was there I tidied the bed and slipped her vibrator into her top drawer, noting where I put it, as I had plans for this later. I remember thinking it a little strange that there was no blood on the sheets, but put this down to the fact she had been using the vibrator. After we had eaten our breakfast, Rachael informed me she had to do their shopping and went and got dressed. When she came out of the bedroom she was dressed in a nice pink blouse and blue jeans. “Oh no, no, no,” I said. “No jeans, you need to put on a skirt and you’re not wearing any knickers.” I took her back into the bedroom, to see what she could wear, but she had nothing at all that suited. “We really need to buy you some new clothes; these are all much to dull.” I went into Lynette’s bedroom and looked through her wardrobe and drawers. The only thing I could find, that was going to fit Rachael, was a white wrap-round skirt, and it was fairly short. I took it back to Rachael and got her to put it on. It looked pretty dam good, but I had a real battle getting her to wear it with no panties. When I finally got them of her, she tried to put them in her purse, to take with her, but I held onto them and threw them back in her ...