by Iona Nixon
"Shower's free!" Emma called.
I put the discs back where I had found them and went for my shower. Under the water I began to think I didn't want this relationship to end quickly; I didn't want it to be a couple of weeks of passion that burnt out. As I thought about it I realised that I was going to have to try and slow Emma down.
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After our mutually prepared meal we curled up together on the sofa, sipping at our wine and only taking a mild interest in what was on the TV.
"What shall we do now?" Emma asked from the vicinity of my chest.
"How about something not too physical for a change? You're inclined to wear me out Missy."
"You'll never get fit again that way." She smiled her most devilish grin. "Old man."
"Cheeky young whippersnapper." I grinned back.
"How about watching a DVD? I've a couple you might like." For some reason my mind went straight to the unmarked cases. It must have showed on my face as I slowly nodded okay. "And I didn't mean those ones, smutty boy." She sniggered as she rose and went behind the TV where there was another stack of discs I hadn't noticed.
"How do you know what I was thinking?" I asked, reddening in embarrassment.
"I saw you poking around when I got out of the shower, you naughty man."
"Sorry, I didn't mean...."
"It's okay," she interrupted, "we all do it. I would if I was at your place." She flashed the gorgeous grin again as she dropped the DVD's in my lap. "Pick one of those while I get some more wine."
I skimmed through the discs and found she was right, I did like most of them. I picked one at random and put it in the player. Emma came back with another bottle of wine. As the movie started I kissed her forehead as we cuddled up again.
"Em," I said quietly as we settled down again, "I don't think I should come around again until Friday."
"WHAT!?" She sat up quickly. "What are you talking about? Why not?"
"Apart from you wearing me out..."
"Getting you fit remember."
"Apart from that," I grinned, "I just thought that maybe we shouldn't rush headlong into this. You know, keep it fresh, not ruin it."
"What do mean 'rush'? It's taken seven years to get here."
"That's what I mean, we shouldn't waste that."
"Okay, I can see what you're getting at," Emma grudgingly agreed, "but I don't want you going all moody and insecure on me. You call me everyday."
"Of course I will. I wasn't proposing we stop, just take it steady. Now come back here and watch the film."
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By Friday afternoon I was regretting being sensible and was looking forward to being with Emma once more. Although we talked to each other every day it wasn't the same as being together. On the plus side I hadn't felt insecure once, her calling had seen to that. Just the sound of her voice keeping me convinced that we were for real. I had phoned her just before I left for her place with a change of clothes in a bag. She'd asked if I was properly rested now in a typically teasing way, giving me the impression she was determined to wear me out over the weekend. She also said she had a set of keys for me so this was the last time she'd have to buzz me in. To be honest that had never bothered me; I felt that it gave her a little warning that I was there. As Emma let me through the front door this last time she said she'd leave the flat door open again and I was to come straight in. I walked through the door half wondering what she had planned now.
And stopped and stared open-mouthed at the sight before my eyes. Emma was knelt on the floor of her little hallway, her arms cuffed behind her, a gag in her mouth, wearing a beautiful red party dress. The dress was exquisite. The bodice was lacy and more or less see-through. I could definitely see her nipples through the tight-fitting material. The skirt was silk or satin and would have hung to just above her knees if she was standing. Two post-it notes were stuck on her forehead covering her eyes. One said 'It's time for you to take my ass', the second 'and don't damage the dress'. I peeled off the notes and looked into eyes shining with barely suppressed excitement.
"Are you sure Em? And I don't mean about the dress." I said softly. She nodded her affirmation. "All right then, but not here. The bedroom will be better." She nodded again as I helped her stand. She was wearing high-heeled shoes that matched the red of the dress.
I led her to the bedroom where I could tell she had planned carefully; there was a tube of KY and the key to the handcuffs under the bedside lamp. I picked up the key and sat Emma down on the edge of the bed.
"Em, if I'm going to follow your notes the dress has to come off." She shook her head vigorously. "Em you're practically drooling on it already." She glanced down and her shoulders sagged in defeat. "I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow; you can wear the dress then, okay?" She nodded slowly. It only took a moment to uncuff her and slip the wonderful dress off. I picked it up and put it on a likely-looking hanger. I turned and looked at Emma, who was now completely naked having kicked off her shoes. I briefly wondered if I should be letting her secret desires rule our love life. 'Why not?' I thought. 'I'm enjoying them too'. But two at the same time, especially these two? I stroked her cheek, her intense eyes looking apprehensive now. "Are you absolutely certain about this Em? I just feel we should leave the gag and cuffs for another time." Her head dropped and a sound like 'Ohay' came from behind the gag. I took it out of her mouth. "Was that you agreeing with me?" I asked kindly.
"Yes it was. Maybe two new things at once would ruin things." She admitted. "I just wanted to do something special for you."
I smiled.
"Everything you do for me is special Emma. And we have the rest of the weekend to play with the gag and cuffs."
"Except when you take me to dinner."
"Well, maybe...." I teased and then laughed at the surprised look on her face. "Only kidding." I smirked, putting the cuffs and the gag to one side. "Now then, where were we?"
"We were preparing to get your lovely dick up my bum." She smiled, her disappointment vanishing.
"Oh yes, I remember. But first...."
I leant forward, kissing her and pushing her down onto the bed. As she lay back I trailed more kisses down her lithe young body, briefly suckling on her tits and teasing her belly-button before continuing down until I reached the trimmed arrow of pubic hair. As I pushed my tongue into her moistening slit Emma began to writhe and moan beneath my touch, wrapping her legs around my head. I wetted my right forefinger and then started to tease the pink starfish of her ass with it before easing it into her last virgin hole up to the first knuckle. Emma gasped at the intrusion.
"That feel all right?" I asked tentatively.
"It feels fine, I just wasn't expecting it." She cooed.
"It's only one finger. See if you can relax a bit so I can slide it in deeper."
At first I felt her muscles tighten around my digit until suddenly she relaxed and my finger slipped in as deep as it could. I wiggled it about causing Emma to squirm with delight.
"Can....Can you lick....My clit too?" She panted.
Obligingly I set my tongue to work again, lapping and teasing her pleasure button. After a short while I raised my head.
"Em, I'm going to try two fingers. It will help get you ready, okay?"
"Mmmm, yes please." She breathed.
This time I grabbed the KY and squirted some onto the two fingers. The more lubrication she got, the easier it would be for her later. As I placed my fingers at her rear entrance Emma relaxed her sphincter muscles without prompting and they just slipped straight in. I began to slowly work them in and out so she could get used to the feeling of something in her ass. Soon she was purring again. I glanced up to see that she was kneading her tits and playing with her nipples, her eyes closed and enjoying the sensation. With my left hand I reached around the leg she still had over my shoulder and found her clit once more, using the thumb and forefinger to caress it. I was still working the fingers on my right hand in and out of Emma's ass which appeared to be loosening
up a little. I slipped a third finger in without missing a beat and realised she was going to be able to take my cock there.
"Emma, are you ready? I think it's time."
"Ooo yes. Stick your wonderful dick into my horny butt." She moaned.
"Turn around and kneel on the bed sweetness." I said tenderly and then wondered why I'd called her 'sweetness': Before long it would be 'darling'!
Emma rolled over onto her hands and knees before peering expectantly at me over her shoulder, waggling her bottom at me while I stripped off. She sniggered as my hardened cock caught in my boxers as I removed them, causing me to stumble.
Regaining my dignity, I stepped up behind her and gave her a gentle slap on the rump.
"It wasn't that funny." I admonished.
"Yes it was, eager beaver."
"Look who's talking, waving that cute butt at me."
"Just get on with it. I want to feel that meaty pole in my bum."
I squirted KY onto my cock and around Emma's asshole, rubbing it in until both were well lubed. Finally I rested my knob end against her waiting hole.
"Okay then. You ready? And relax." I gently pressed my dick against her ass as Emma reached around and spread her cheeks for me. There was a moment of resistance and then my cock head slipped in and was suddenly gripped by her sphincter muscle. "Just calm down Em." I said soothingly.
"It just feels so big." She said, a little nervously.
"It's all in your mind. You didn't notice I had three fingers in there, not two: That was practically the width of my cock. So just take it easy, unless you want to stop?"
"NO! I want this. I can do this." She took a couple of deep breaths and began to relax. I felt the grip around my dick lessen so I gently pushed deeper. Emma gave a low moan as I slowly and carefully slid further into her back passage. "God, I feel so full." She breathed.
"You're as full as I can get you babe, ('babe', where did that come from?) I'm in as far as I can go." I said jovially.
"Yes you are. I can feel your hair on my ass cheeks."
"I'll give you a few moments to get used to it before I start to move."
"No, it's okay. Fuck my ass. Ride me like the slut I am."
It was strangely erotic to hear such dirty language coming from such a sweet face.
"Never say that about yourself Emma. You are NOT a slut, just, well, exceptionally horny; and I like that."
"Why thank you kind sir; albeit one with his cock up my bum." She laughed, waggling her hips so that my dick moved inside her. "Now get on with it, time is wasting."
I pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, and then thrust back in.
"That's more like it lover boy." Emma gasped.
Encouraged, I continued like this, gradually speeding up, eliciting a little grunt from Em every time my groin slapped against her buttocks. She was getting the hang of it now, pushing back against my thrusts, the muscles of her ass clenching around my tool and then releasing it. This action combined with the tightness of her butt and the fact that we hadn't had sex since Monday, soon had me teetering on the edge of a climax.
"Em! I'm gonna cum soon!" I panted out.
"Uuh. So. Uuh. Cum. Uuh. In me." She grunted in response.
My cock exploded, shooting spunk into her butt.
"Aaah! Yes!!" Emma cried out as she came too, as if my orgasm had set hers off.
We collapsed together on the bed, our now sweaty bodies entwined, my dick still sunk in her ass. For several minutes we just lay together in silence, recovering. It was me who spoke first.
"Em, your ass is as incredible as your mouth and your pussy. You are completely incredible, and I love you."
"Sweet talker." She laughed. "For a supposedly 'old guy', you're pretty incredible too." She said, turning around and kissing me, wrapping me in her arms. "What do you want to do for the rest of the evening?" She asked with a hopeful twinkle in her eyes.
"Well, I'm surprisingly hungry."
"I'll phone for a pizza." She said sitting up.
"We're going to eat as well then?" I laughed as she gave me a slap.
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We spent the early part of the rest of the evening just kissing and cuddling in front of the TV with the pizza and some wine. Later on we returned to the bedroom and made slow but passionate love for a couple of hours before we fell asleep.
I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon cooking and the sound of Emma singing along with the radio in the kitchen. I fished out a clean pair of boxers from my bag, located my jeans and then sauntered into the kitchen where Em was still singing to herself, standing in front of the cooker wearing nothing but an apron. I came up behind her and put my hands on the cheeks of her bare ass.
"Good morning my little ray of sunshine. Which of your naughty little fantasies are we exploring today?"
She turned around and kissed me.
"I thought we might try the one where you take me out to dinner tonight."
"Doesn't sound that naughty."
"We'll have to see what happens, won't we?" She kissed me again. "Can you make the coffee while I do the eggs?"
"I think my meagre culinary skills can stretch that far." I grinned. "So what are we going to do until tonight then?" I asked as I went about the onerous task of beverage making.
"I have some shopping I need to do; you can come if you like?"
"Why not? Other people do it; I've even been known to go shopping myself."
"You silly sod." She grinned and began to serve up breakfast. "What has made you so chipper this morning?"
"Well, I've met this wonderful girl who has the happy knack of making me feel good." I grinned in return. "So then, what are we shopping for?" I asked as we sat down to eat.
"Just the usual stuff; food, household stuff, oh, and I need to get some new lingerie to go with my dress."
"You do? What was wrong with what you wore under it yesterday?"
"I didn't wear anything underneath yesterday." She replied, slightly puzzled.
"My point exactly." I smirked.
"Dave, I am not going into a restaurant with no knickers." She paused, "You did mean a proper restaurant and not KFC or McDonalds didn't you?"
"Of course I did. What sort of cheapskate do you take me for?"
"I just get the impression you prefer junk food." She blushed.
"Well, that's true, but I'm sure you can convert me." I grinned. "Back to the lingerie question. You don't mind if I leave you on your own for that do you? I don't think my heart could take watching you checking out sexy undies. Besides I have to pop home and pick up a jacket and tie."
"If that's what you think, although I was looking forward to teasing you with lots of naughty knickers that I'd never think of buying." She laughed.
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I was waiting for Emma to finish dressing and was looking down at what I had in my hand. It was something I'd bought her on an impulse as a joke, but I wasn't sure it was that funny now. The bedroom door opened and Emma stood there, looking amazing in her lacy red dress, her hair up and her lips made luscious with a deep red lipstick. With her new bra on underneath the dress wasn't as see-through as the night before.
"Wow!" I said, my mouth hanging open. "I mean, wow!" I just couldn't take my eyes off her.
"What's that in your hand?" She asked.
I had momentarily forgotten it.
"Nothing." I said, putting my hand behind my back.
"Show me."
"I was going to give it to you as a joke." I said, blushing as I showed her my hand. I was holding a red leather dog collar.
"It matches my dress." Emma beamed, taking the collar from me and buckling it around her neck. "How does it look?"
"You like it? You're not offended?"
"I think it's lovely. What about you?"
"Well, it does look good, almost like a proper neck thing."
"You mean a choker?"
"If you say so." I shrugged. "Are you going to take it off?"
"No I'm
going to wear it to dinner. Pass me my jacket and we'll go." Dumbfounded, I handed her the lightweight jacket she'd put on one side earlier. "By the way, you look pretty dapper in that suit. Not sure about the tie."
"Need it to get in." I said, my head spinning in some confusion.
"You okay? Should I drive?"
I shook myself, deciding then and there that I would never completely understand this magnificent creature.
"I'm fine. Let's go beautiful."
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On entering the restaurant I had the feeling that everyone was looking at us somewhat disapprovingly; an older man with a younger woman obviously not his daughter. As we were shown to our table I had an epiphany; I didn't care what others thought, the only person who mattered was the gorgeous creature sitting down opposite me. As I smiled to myself Emma looked up and gave me a dazzling smile back. Unless I was totally misreading things she appeared to reciprocate my feelings.
We talked as we ate. It came to me that I had talked more to Emma in one week than I had to any other girl. She knew more about me than people I had known for years. And I knew that I loved her to the bottom of my heart. I smiled to myself again.
"What are you smiling about now?" Em asked.
"Just how lucky I am to have fallen in love with you." I replied candidly. She blushed and went back to eating.
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As I paid the bill Emma went to 'powder her nose'. When I met her in the lobby I thought she looked a little different. When she kissed me I realised why.
"You've taken your bra off." I whispered in her ear.
"And my panties!" She giggled.
"I thought you didn't want to go knickerless in the restaurant?"
"We're leaving the restaurant," she grinned widely, "and I've had an idea."
"I suppose it's fantasy time again then?" I grinned back. How I loved this mischievous girl. "What is it this time?"