The full story of me and Mr. Davis - Sex Stories

The full story of me and Mr. Davis

... went downstairs and the bookstore was open for business. Mr. Davis was cheerily sorting receipts. He seemed almost giddy. As soon as he noticed me in the doorway, he smiled and dropped what he was doing. We met and he gave me the most intense kiss. He is not the best kisser in the world, but this one topped the chart. He squeezed me and held me close. Then we broke our embrace, and he asked how I was feeling after last night. I gave him a summary of my condition and he looked like a guilty dog. I kissed him again and said, “No, darling, you are the reason for my pleasure. The pain just brought out the pleasure”. Mr. Davis said “OK”.

We took a break from any intercourse for the next several days to let my tender skin and lady parts heal up. But I was not about to give Mr. Davis a break. I ravished him with multiple blow-jobs during the day and every night. I wanted to add a little interest to his pleasure, so I experimented with his body. I had him lay back on the couch. I was on my knees on the floor in front of him and I sucked his dick to hardness. I love the feeling as it comes alive in my mouth. I had him prop his feet over my shoulders and spread his thighs apart. I slobbered all over his dick to make it nice and slippery so I could stroke him with my hand. My mouth was going to be busy elsewhere. I ran my tongue down his shaft and lapped at his ball sack. I licked his balls then gently snuggled them with my face. It felt lovely to have my face in contact with his ...

... manly parts. His balls were slightly hairy and wrinkled and so very cute.

After I played with his balls, I licked my way down to his asshole. I cautiously probed the area with my tongue. I only hesitated in my actions because I did not know if Mr. Davis would want me there. Some people are offended by anal play and consider it dirty. He had never mentioned that, so I thought I was OK. In fact, he seemed fully on board with the idea based on his mumbling comments, groans and gasps. I knew I was in favorable territory, so I spread his cheeks with my hands and dove in deeper. I licked his hole and shoved my tongue in as deeply as I could get it. He was very appreciative.

I licked a finger and spit on his hole, then slowly inched my finger in. I returned to sucking his cock as I eased my finger into him further. As it went in deeper, he croaked “Oh, gawd, oh damn”. I judged by his wordy comments that he liked it. After that finger had bottomed out, I worked it in and out of his shithole. He was quite tight, but my plan was to loosen him up. Heh, heh. I pulled it out, then wet a second finger and put both to work. I lubed them with spit, then repeated my anal penetration. Mr. Davis was very receptive to my agenda. I continued to suck him, jack him, and fingerfuck him. I added a third finger to his rectum, and he was beside himself with pleasure. I eventually fit my entire hand into his backside and pounded him relentlessly with my tiny fist. I felt him quickly tense up. He ...