Sweet Cindy - Sex Stories

Sweet Cindy

... vaginal area. "mmm-uuu-mmmm. There it is again!" whispered Cindy loudly, having removed the wash cloth. "Cindy please, you need to be quiet!" "Sorry, sorry. Please keep going, I will stay quiet!" and with that she stuffed the wash cloth back in her mouth. Frank went back to the probing with the vibrator and was about to move up a bit when the unit went silent. He smacked it a time or two but it was done. Frank had never even considered that the batteries might be low. What the hell was he going to do now? "What happened?' asked Cindy staring up at Frank. "I think the batteries are dead." "Do you have more?" "no I don't think so." said Frank. "Oh no" said Cindy, her eyes watering. She had been counting on and looking forward to this day for too long, and it was very important to her to get to feel another release. "Well, it is possible to stimulate you with . . . my fingers and thumb. I--I don't know if we should do that, that is too personal" "Will it make we feel the waves like last time?" "Well, yes it would do the same thing, but, well I would have to touch you directly, you would have to take off your bloomers and panties." "Ok, fine, I don't care, I can't stand to have started and stop. I can't think of anything but getting the waves again! " "But Cindy, listen to me, this is very serious, if you were to ever tell anyone about this I would go to prison for the rest of my life. And I really don't want to." "I won't tell Pastor Frank, I promise! Please don't make me suffer ...

... from this all day. God said it was okay for you to help me, then you can help me right?" "Yes, I will help you if you really want me to." "Yes, do it" It was a little disturbing to Frank how quickly Cindy reached under her skirt and hooked her thumbs in her undergarments and yanked them down. She seemed to have no embarrassment about exposing her virgin slit to the Pastor. It was obvious to Frank now that Cindy wasn't just doing this because of how the feelings had punished her before. She was doing it now because she WANTED to cum. Frank squirmed for a moment in his chair. He wanted to help Cindy again, he wanted to be there for her, but he was also afraid that he wanted to touch her. That he wanted to give her an orgasm, not just help her out of her situation. He wanted to know she had cum from his touch, from his affection, and he wanted to create more lust from her. He didn't just think Cindy would make a great wife someday, Frank was thinking she would be a perfect wife for him. Had God kept Frank single because he was saving him for Cindy? Frank was feeling confused and lost, but he knew that he couldn't wait to feel the warmth and wetness of her opening. Cindy was motionless but here expression, even with her eyes closed showed nothing but eager waiting. Frank got out of the chair and kicked it over and instead got on one knee so he had a perfect vantage point and so he would not be restrained. He sucked on his fingers for just a second to moisten them and then slowly ...