Georgie's Road - Sex Stories

Georgie's Road

... like...'

She shook her head and smiled.

'Crazy. I've never felt like that. It was like, this is what happens when people come.'

'From being hit by a pie?'

'From being humiliated.'

I looked at her. She seemed so relaxed and at peace. She looked back at me.

'That's what did it. Not having the power. Someone else having the power. Or--no. First, seeing you get trashed. That was hot. That got me warmed up. And then you were stripped, so that was like the ultimate humiliation of you. And then she got you, and then I got her, so I had the power over her. But then she got me back and brought me down to everyone's level. That was it. Going from being on top, to being on the bottom.'

She was animated, excited, happy. More so than I'd ever seen her.

'You know what would have made it perfect?' she said.

'What?'

'If she could somehow have swapped my place with yours,' she said. 'If she could have snapped her fingers, and I would have been the one who was naked and exposed and covered in all that stuff. Oh, man. I would have been on the floor.'

'So you're saying we need to have custard pies to have sex?' I said, smiling.

'No, stupid,' she said, and punched me playfully on the arm. 'We need that turnabout. I'm always the one with the power. I need to start out with it, and then I need you to take it away from me. I think that's what will do it.'

We had reached my flat. I let us in, and watched her bum in her tight denim shorts as she walked up the ...

... stairs ahead of me.

'Are you staring at my arse,' she said.

'Yes.'

'You'll pay for that.'

***

Once we were inside the flat and I had shut the door, Georgie turned around and put her arms around my neck and kissed me, pushing me up against the wall.

It was a long, deep kiss. She pushed her body into mine. I could have done that forever.... Well, perhaps not forever, but for a long time.

Then she took her tongue out of my mouth, and looked at me through her sensible librarian glasses.

'All right,' she murmured. 'Get naked.'

I went to the living room and undressed, slowly, savouring the moment. I sensed that this was going to be a night to remember.

When I was naked, and had folded my clothes on the sofa, Georgie came in. She was still fully clothed, and was holding an enema bulb.

'You know what to do with this,' she said, smiling.

We had never been quite this intimate before.

'Do you want to watch,' I said.

'Not particularly,' she said drily. 'You do what you have to do.'

I took it off her and walked past her towards the bathroom. She slapped my bare ass as I went.

I cleaned myself out. It didn't take more than seven minutes. Then I got under the shower and cleaned myself.

When I was fully clean and was towelling myself off, Georgie came into the bathroom.

She was wearing my clothes.

My jeans, my t-shirt, my plaid shirt. In her hand, she was holding a t-shirt, a pair of shorts and what I recognised as a thong.

She smiled ...