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Part 15

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Amy takes a deep breath and blows it out slowly. One hand moves to the nipple that had been left out earlier and she begins to rub, pinch, and pull at it. The sensation sends electricity down her spine and around to her belly. Her other hand returns to her swollen clit which is aching so intensely she can barely stand the touch. She obeys Paul’s command to pick up where she left off.

“Maybe if I play more with my nipples it won’t be so overwhelming” Amy thinks to herself. She begins to squeeze her breast, it feels so good. She has never played roughly with her breasts or nipples before, and she was enjoying the sensation. She could not believe how much more it made her clit ache. Without thinking about it, she slaps her nipple.

Amy lets out a moan, maintaining eye contact with Paul the entire time. Her eyes widen, surprised by her own reaction. Paul’s face never changes but she is certain she sees a smile begin to form at the corners of his mouth before suppressing it. A rush of pleasure shoots from her nipple directly to her clit again.

“That was fucking amazing” she muses out loud. Paul smiles this time.

“Do it again, but harder this time” he commands.

With her one hand still on her clit she slaps her nipple once more and lets out a similar low moan. This time her hips buck against her hand that is pressed against her clit. It feels like it is on fire and the friction from her fingers and her wetness are only leaving her wanting more.

Amy feels her wetness drip down her ass as she works her hips against her clit. She is so close.

“Please Paul, I need to cum” she pleads.

Paul smiles, “Not yet darling. You haven’t worked your other nipple like this one yet. It would be a shame to leave it out of the fun. I want to see you work them at the same time, so leave your clit for a moment and give those luscious nipples the attention they deserve.”

Amy reluctantly moves her other hand to her other breast and just as she is about to squeeze her plump, stiffened bud, he stops her.

“Hold on a moment.” Paul stands and walks around the glass table to Amy and sits at her side. Never taking his eyes away from hers, he runs a hand up one thigh, triggering her body to quiver uncontrollably. Paul pulls away.

“Hold still, baby. You’ll like this” he says in a low and quiet tone near her ear. His hand moves to her thigh and up to her dripping pussy lips. His index and middle finger hover for a moment, and then make one long, slow swipe from her ass to her clit, drawing up so much wetness that a strand connects to his fingers as he pulls away. He brings his fingers to one nipple and coats it with her juices. Circling, pinching, teasing, then finishing it off by blowing on it gently. Amy moans and bucks her hips wildly toward the sky. Her legs are splayed open as wide as they can possibly go. Paul smiles at her response and does the same to her other nipple. Coating, pinching, pulling, circling, then blowing softly. He loves how needy she is for him.

Paul leans and presses his lips against hers, hard. His tongue forces its way into her mouth. Amy meets his tongue with hers but struggles against the forcefulness of the kiss. It feels like he is trying to possess her, and she loves it. She wants to be fucked by him so desperately. His hand travels south to her entrance once more and just as she thinks he is pulling his fingers away, they are shoved deep into her spongy, throbbing tunnel. Amy moans into his mouth and he fucks her pussy hard for only a moment and then pulls out two soaking wet fingers. Paul pulls away from their kiss and bites her bottom lip softly. He brings his fingers to her lips and wipes them across her mouth and then pushes them past her lips.

“How do you taste, baby?” he asks. She had never thought about it before and no one had ever asked. She looks up into his eyes and they darker now, dilated.

“Sweet, yet indescribable” Amy replies, struggling to steady her breathing.

Paul smiles. “You may resume now, Amy” he says, licking his fingers as he walks back to his chair.

Amy’s hands shoot to her nipples simultaneously. Her juices made a delicious lubricant and her scent on her nipples and mouth are intoxicating. She immediately begins to pull and squeeze each nipple. The wetness makes circling them with her thumb and fingers much easier and sends wave after wave of warmth to her core. Her back arches and she digs her heels into the couch. She sees Paul shift in his seat, visibly aroused. Amy decides to try slapping her nipples again. This time she slaps them both at the same time and her eyes almost roll into the back of her head.

“Eyes on me, Amy. Don’t you dare cum unless I say it’s okay.” Paul offers as a reminder.

Amy’s breathing becomes ragged as she repeatedly taps her nipples straight up and down.

“Holy FUCK!” she screams. She can barely hold back. Her moans turn to desperate cries.

“PLEEAASSSE!” she pleads.

“Yes Amy, you may cum, but no hands on your pussy. Keep working those nipples.” Paul replies.

She continues to tap, tap, tap each nipple harder each time. Her body starts to shake violently and she releases a guttural moan as her orgasm peaks. She taps until the wave begins to recede. Her hands slow until her breathing steadies and then lay over each breast, gently squeezing as her aftershocks pulse through her body. She had never experienced a nipple orgasm before! She didn’t even think she was able to do that!

“Good girl, Amy” is all he says as he stands from his chair and walks to her once more.
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She is exhausted, elated, confused, and a little ashamed. All emotions roll into one as she feels tears coming close to the surface.

“I am not sad, not angry, not scared, then why am I about to cry?” Amy wonders, closing her legs and rolling her body into a ball.

“Come here, baby. Sit on my lap, let me cradle you.”

He sits next to her and gently caresses her hair.

“Please, Amy, come here. You need this.”

She hesitates, but stands up and steps closer to him. At that moment she is very much aware that she is completely naked in front of a fully clothed man that just met. She wants to run, to hide, to… But then his strong hands touch her hips and pull her to him and she has no will of her own.

She steps between his legs and he pulls her to sit down.

“Yes, baby girl, right here. Shhhh,” he kisses her hair, her face, her eyes. “What you just did, was so beautiful! Not many women can cum this way, not many would even try. Thank you for letting to be a witness.”

She is shaking with emotions - the shame, the praise, the need to be held, the security of his arms, the promise of his words.

“Take your time, we have the whole night in front of us.”

They stay like this for a few minutes -- tight embrace, light kisses, words. She is sure that if anybody will ask in a few hours what exactly he said during this time of crysis, she will have no idea. She hears only voice, words don’t have much meaning for her now. But his voice..

It’s calm and reassuring, it envelopes her and yet again she thinks about her grandfather. How decades ago she liked to sit on his lap and listen to his stories. But after a while she”ll get sleepy and though she struggled to stay awake, his voice would lulle her to sleep, and the next morning she would wake up in her own bed with no memory of how she got there, but remembering vivid dreams, filled with magic from his stories.

She is surprised and a little desturbed by the connections her brain makes - Paul looks thirty, not seventy, and she is definitely not a five year old child to him. But still she keeps remembering her granddad. She wonders why.

Time and care do their job and Amy’s mood change again. A wave of gratitude to this man washers over her -- what he did, what he made her feel, it was all him and she knows it. How can she make him happy? How can she let him know how she feels?

He brushes her hair from her face, tries to tuck it behind her ear, but she turns her head and catches his hand with her lips. Softly, she covers it with kisses. When he turns his palm over, she is surprised to find rough skin and hard calluses, he does not look as one working with his hands.

Her surprise shows, as Paul takes his hand away and laughs:

“Rowing. Been doing it since I was 14.”

“I like it, “ Amy takes his hand back and presses it to her cheek. Then turns her head and kisses his thumb. Looking directly onto his eyes she licks just the very tip of it. His thumb tastes like her. Without breaking eye contact she slowly sucks his thumb in, twirling her tongue around it, licking it up and down.

“You like sucking on things, don’t you, baby?”

She just nods, her mouth is too busy to speak.

“Come on, let’s move to a more comfortable place.”

Paul pulls on his thumb, which comes out with a plop and they both laugh at that. He helps her stand up, than rises himself, takes her hand and leads her inside the apartment.

It is dark, but he knows the way and soon he opens door to a large dark room. He lets her go first, then hugs her from behind.

“What do you think?”

She looks around. The room is dominated by two floor-to-ceiling windows that meet in the corner. There are no blinds, so they are greeted by a great view of the city. There is almost no furniture, just a huge four-poster bed in the middle of the room.

“This is much bigger than a king size bed,” Amy thinks, trying not to show her confusion, “Why does he need so much space? I think he lives alone, even when he brings girls here… Wait, girls. There can be more than one at a time? Then he will need all the space he can get…”

Why does she care who he brings here? This is a one time thing, she is never coming back, right? Before she can confuse herself even more, Amy leans back into his chest and purrs is the most seductive voice she can master:

“I love it! Your bed looks so inviting.”

He laughs: “It sure does. But we are not there yet, baby. First there is a question of lights - are they on are off? With the lights on I will be able to see you and enjoy you more. But so will anybody else in the few buildings around us or anybody with a pair of binoculars in buildings further away. So, light or darkness?”

Amy felt trapped. Usually, she much prefered sex with lights on, but then usually, there were blinds, and here she saw none. Maybe they are hidden in the ceiling?

“Are there any blinds? Or can you darken the windows? Or do anything else not to make us fish in a fishbowl?”

“No blinds, baby. And no way to adjust windows either. But if you don’t want to be a beautiful bright fish, you can be a dark mysterious one - I can turn the lights halfway down, so that we still will be able to see each other clearly, but anybody looking from the outside will see only dark shapes moving around. They will probably still be able to figure out what is going on, but they will never recognize you on the street. Are you good with that?”

How could she say anything, but yes? So, yes it is.

Paul presses a button on a panel by the door and the room is flooded with bright light. Amy’s first reaction is to hide her body, her hands fly to her breasts only to be stopped by his arms.

“Don’t panic, baby doll. It will stay like this only for a few seconds and then go down. You will be fine.”

He turns he in his arms and she can finally hide in him. But now her brightly illuminated back is to the windows and anybody who cares to look their way will see is against a clothed man in front of her. This thought both terrifies and excites her. For her there is complete anonymity in all this, nobody can possibly recognise her, yet they can see her naked ass, know what is going on and what is yet to happen.

As Paul promised, the lights start to dim down and soon instead of high noon the room feels like an early twilight.

“Please, undress me. You can start with the shirt.”

The words catch her by surprise. But there is a logic behind them - to go any further his clothes need to come off. And what better way to explore his body than slowly, button by button, piece by piece, unwrap it all?
 
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