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

The full story of me and Mr. Davis

... croaked some odd noises then blew a huge load of spunk from his dick. He caught me by surprise by unloading so suddenly that I only had time to get my mouth over the second and third pumps of cum. I let his penis pulse and dribble the last of his cum into my mouth and it slowly began to deflate. I carefully eased my hand from his butt, then tongued his hole to sooth it after my rough treatment. I licked up the cum that puddled up on his belly then crawled on top of him to give him a passionate kiss. He was still breathing hard, but I think he felt the effort was worth it. He smiled, after we kissed, looked me in the eye and told me how remarkable I was. He held me tightly against his chest and we fell asleep.

After a few days of abstaining from any aggressive sex, at least for my body, I was anxious to resume our nightly sex Olympics. There was no doubt that Mr. Davis was disrupting the curve for the number of orgasms that men of his age group achieve in a 24-hour period. And I made it my personal goal to keep that record going. He had spent the first 30 years of his life not experiencing any relations with a woman, and now with me in his life, we are having to play catchup. It’s a tough job but somebody must do it. Heh-heh.

Chapter 8 - trying that new toy

When I told Mr. Davis I thought my pussy was ready to resume performing in the bedroom, his eyes lit up. He was happy because he is the kind of man who dearly LOVES to please me and make me cum. I dearly love his ...

... attitude.

We gathered our toys, lit a few candles, and got into bed. I asked him to tie my wrists to the headboard, but he did not need to tie my legs. He drizzled massage oil on my chest and smoothed it into my skin. He then began massaging my breasts and nipples. I told him “Oh dear, that massage oil has made my nipples too slick for you to delicately play with them. I guess you need to pinch them harder so they don’t slip from your fingers”. He got the subtle message and grinned. Then said “OK”. He squeezed, pulled, and twisted my slick nipples until I was overwhelmed by the extra hard attention and reached my first orgasm since the other day. I arched my back and struggled against my bindings and had a mind-numbing climax.

Mr. Davis was not done with me. Before he did anything further, he used his tongue to warm up my lady parts. He had developed into a world class pussy eater, and I am very happy that he has been such a good student. He knew exactly how to play with the lips of my pussy, and warm me up. His tongue danced lightly across my clit, just enough to drive me wild. Tonight, he made it a point NOT to give me too much contact there. He did not want me to use up all my climaxes before he got to use the dildo. There never seems to be an end to my ability to have multiple orgasms, but he was not going to take the chance before he got to the main event.

He grabbed the large black dildo that I had mail ordered. We had not used it yet and I was anxious to feel ...