Autumn Rhythym

Caroline

Caroline couldn’t help but be impressed with the volume of cum that erupted from Nick’s cock. Jet after jet of it spurted into her greedy mouth, and her throat worked smoothly as she swallowed every drop. With every swallow she could feel the heat building up between her legs. She would need some attention pretty soon – but first things first.

Somehow she managed to keep enough presence of mind to look up at him. He was staring right at her, his expression a curious combination of ecstasy and awe. Looking at his face, she was struck all over again by his youth and inexperience. Did he think I wouldn’t swallow? she wondered, amused. Maybe nice girls didn’t do things like that back home.

She wondered what other kinds of things nice girls didn’t do back home. The thought sent another pulse of heat to her clit.

Slowly the eruptions died down to a trickle, then stopped altogether. She held his cock in her mouth until it went completely soft, then let it slip from her mouth. Nick sighed as she let it go – whether in contentment or regret, she couldn’t tell.

She planted a tiny kiss on his cockhead, then slithered up the bed to curl up at his side. He turned over on his side and pulled her close to him. Their mouths joined in a long kiss. When they broke apart a few moments later, she was a little breathless.

“Caroline…that was incredible,” he murmured. “I’ve never experienced anything like that before. I…” His voice trailed off and he stared at her for a long moment. He touched the soft skin of her cheek, lightly traced the angle of her jaw. “You’re just amazing,” he breathed.

“So you’re having fun, eh?” she replied, grinning at him. She loved being this close, feeling his body heat.

“Oh, I’m having fun all right.” His mouth lowered again and planted a kiss on her neck. She gasped as goosebumps broke out all over her upper body. Her nipples immediately stiffened.

“I’m having a lot of fun,” he murmured. His mouth was so close to her neck that his warm breath made her flesh tingle. “Now what can I do to help you have fun, Caroline?”

He punctuated the question with another kiss to the supersensitive skin of her neck, then another. She moaned and let out a little giggle. “You wicked creature.” Of its own accord her hand went to the back of his head and began to stroke his thick black hair.

He raised his head and gave her a lock of mock-hurt. “Wicked? Me? Really?” He chuckled and lowered his head once again. This time he left a trail of small, exquisite kisses, starting at her chin and leading down her neck to her collarbone. Each light touch of his lips sent a sweet shock to the hot center of her. She wanted him to touch her there, ached for him to touch her there.

“Mmm, Nick, I take it back. You’re not wicked at all.” Her breath was a little ragged.

He raised his head again and smiled at her. His hazel eyes captured her own effortlessly. “So tell me. What can I do for you? I want to make you feel good too, Caroline.” The playfulness vanished and his sincerity shone through, strong enough to give her a pang in the heart.

She smiled at him, stroked his hair again. “Kiss me, Nicky,” she whispered. “Kiss me…all over.”
 
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Nick had no difficulty understanding her words and after another lingering kiss on her lips, he slipped down her side and cupped one of her breasts, gently squeezing it, watching it swell and push her stiffened nipple forward. He ran his fingers across the pebbled aereole and flicked them across her nipples. There was a tiny depression in the center of the rosy bud and he pressed his toungue into it. A soft shudder and a low moan came in response and he smiled. He'd played with his girlfriends breasts many times back home. It had often been as far as she'd let him go.

"You have beautiful Tits Caroline"
he said and then sucked her nipple into his mouth. He kept drawing more of her in until he could hold no more. His tongue continued to play across the heated point as she took his hand and pressed it to the other breast. His fingers sank into the firm yielding flesh and he felt her nipple harden in the palm of his hand. He pressed hard and rubbed...She was arching her back, pushing herself into his mouth, into his hands.
Nick slowly pulled his face back allowing her to slip from his mouth but biting down so his teeth raked across the tender flesh as it came out.
He looked for a moment at the stiff reddened nipple and the flushed wet swelling flesh of her breast. He licked it, delighting in the curving warmth , taking her in his mouth again...

He felt her hands on his shoulders pushing him down.
Reluctantly he left the delicious feast he was making of her breasts and began to kiss the smooth tan skin of her stomach. His hands went up under her arms and he began to stroke his nails lightly down her rib cage. The effect was immediate.
She gasped, sucking in her breath at his touch...He pressed his tongue into the hollow of her navel and continued to run his fingers up and down her sides...lightly teasing...

He kissed lower...and lower....
He felt her legs spreading under him, he felt her mound under his chin.
He knew what was wanted of him, he knew what he wanted. He'd read about it, seen it once in a porno movie at Jack's house.
He'd fantasized often...

Her fingers laced into his hair pushing him into the center of her heat.
He did not want to fuck up.

"Carolyne, I...I've never done this before...tell me what I should do. what should I do to make you happy?"
 
Caroline

Caroline’s heart raced. Never? He’s never gone down on a woman? Oh, this was too good to be true! There was nothing she liked better than helping an eager young lover achieve an erotic milestone. She didn’t have as many opportunities to do this as she would have liked, as sexual innocents were something of an endangered species here in New York City.

“Don’t worry, love,” she whispered. “I’ll guide you. You’ll do fine, you’ll see.”

He grinned, then bent his head and kissed her lower belly. The feel of his soft lips and warm breath made her skin tingle. She stroked his hair and he glanced up at her. His expression was equal parts lust and adoration, and she felt a rush of tenderness as the full import of his admission hit her. He had made himself vulnerable to her by admitting his inexperience – plenty of young men in his situation would have tried to bluff their way through the encounter. By asking her what to do, he was letting her know that he trusted her, and there was only one way to reward that trust: give him a comprehensive lesson.

“All right, then,” she said. “Let’s begin.” She spread her thighs wide enough to allow him a good look. Nick positioned himself on his stomach and found himself just a couple of inches from her shaved sex. His eyes widened.

“Every woman is different in what she likes,” she went on. “I like for my partner to tease me for a while before he, ah, gets down to business. It drives me wild when a man kisses and plays with my inner thighs.”

Nick picked up on her cue. Somehow he managed to tear his gaze away from her pussy and transfer his attention to her spread, lean legs. “Oh, wow, you have a tattoo!” he exclaimed, gesturing at the blue butterfly that adorned the inside of her right thigh, just inches from her sex.

She chuckled. “I got that when I turned nineteen. My wild youth.”

“It’s beautiful.” He continued to stare at the tattoo for a moment, then asked, “May I…touch it?”

“I wish you would, Nicky.”

Slowly he reached out, hesitated, then his fingertips brushed the intricate design. He paused for a second or two, then he moved in and caressed it again, with more confidence. He gently traced the blue ink lines of the butterfly with one finger, then two. The sensitive skin tingled and Caroline let out an appreciative “Mmmm.”

Emboldened, Nick impulsively leaned in and kissed the patch of skin. She sighed and he kissed it again, his lips almost like a butterfly’s wings as they brushed her skin again and again. Her body trembled, then seemed to melt under his ministrations. A few moments later his tongue slipped out and traced the outline of the butterfly, over and over again until she felt so creamy-hot she thought she might scream.

"Oh you are a fast learner, my dear," she said.
 
The butterfly fluttered in his mouth as he kissed it or perhaps it was in fact the quivering of her taught skin under his lips. Although the other thigh bore no tattoo she reacted in the same way as his lips played over the sensitive flesh inside her thigh.
His hands were stroking her long legs and running all the way up to her hips and her belly and then they lay hesitant just above the dewy cleft of her mons, just above the rosey hood of her clit.
She took his hand and moved it so that his fingertips felt the stiffened nub so like a a small slick pearl.

"Rub it Nick...Don't be afraid to..."

It was caught between his index and forefingertips and he began to move it in small oval motions,
slow at first then faster and faster. Carolyne tensed up immediately and he heard an intake of breath then a soft moan.
Emboldened by the effect his fingers were achieving, he began to kiss deep into the joining of her thigh and her mount. The skin was smooth as cream and fragrant. The very smell of her was arousing to him. He looked at his fingers as they rubbed and teased her clit and then he pushed forward and began to kiss the moist slit that shetered the portal of her sex. His tongue dipped into the folds and began to tease the sheltered moist lips. Up and down the length of her sex he ran his tongue and his eyes watched in delight as her gateway became engorged and began to open.
He was an explorer of uncharted seas and he hoped he was doing everything right.
 
Caroline

Nick’s tongue felt soft as a feather as it lapped her sex from top to bottom. Meanwhile his fingers twiddled and teased her clitoris until it throbbed like a second heartbeat between her legs. The double sensation soon had Caroline gasping and clutching at the sheets.

Once again she had to marvel at his erotic instincts. This might be his first time performing oral sex, but his curiosity and eagerness to please more than made up for his lack of experience. Giving him directions was unnecessary at this point – which was a good thing, because she couldn’t form a coherent sentence right now. I won’t last too much longer if he keeps that up!

Just when she thought his fingers might send her over the edge, he abruptly stopped massaging her clit. She gasped again, this time in dismay, and looked at him. Nick raised his head a little and winked at her. She laughed and shook her head. “You tease,” she said, her voice a little ragged.

“Who, me?” He gave her a dazzling smile, then lowered his head again.

“Yes, you – ohhh my goodness…” Her voice trailed off as the tip of his tongue found her clit and proceeded to draw little spirals around it.

Around and around, back and forth, up one side and down the other – Nick kept varying the movements of his tongue on her clit. Caroline’s moans, breathing, and muscle tension told him when he found a sensitive spot, and when he did find such a spot, he explored it thoroughly until she thought the top of her head might come loose.

She could feel an orgasm building steadily within her, gathering strength like a tropical storm. The muscles of her inner thighs jumped, making the butterfly tattoo dance and flutter on her skin. It would have been nice to draw this out, to have him lick her like this for an hour or more, but it had been a month since she’d last had sex, and she needed to cum so badly it hurt. Besides, they did have all night.

She moaned and shamelessly pushed herself against Nick’s face, silently begging him to finish her off. He was only too eager to oblige her, and as his tongue movements speeded up, she continued to grind and hump her sex against his face, desperate for that one touch that would do it for her. His tongue swiped her clit faster and harder now, working over all the hot spots he’d discovered.

And then the storm broke. Caroline’s body tensed, her fingers and toes curling, and her consciousness dissolved in a warm bath of pleasure. Nick continued tonguing her sex, and her body continued to move and undulate against him. She moaned his name again and again as she gave in to the ecstatic feelings.

Finally the last tremor of pleasure died away and she lay still, breathing heavily. Beads of sweat trickled down her body. She felt utterly content, almost sleepy, the tensions of the past month washed away for now, thanks to this wonderful young lover.
 
Nick was amazed at just how much of a turn on going down on a girl...a woman...Caroline, could be.
Moving his mouth and tongue between her legs into her pussy had recharged his batteries all right. And knowing how much pleasure he was giving her had made him ache.
When she started to orgasm he found himself ejaculating involuntarily. The cum had spurted up with such force against his chest that he was momentarily surprised but continued to lick Caroline's pussy until he was sure that she was finished.

He stood up, feeling a bit weak in the knees.
She saw the evidence of his own climax coating his deflating cock and running down his chest.
She motioned him over and he kneeled on the bed beside her.
She ran her hand up his penis and it came away thickly coated. She licked his spend off her fingers...
It was incredibly arousing to watch her do that.
He bent as if to take her breast into his mouth but she stopped him.

"Nicky, your quite salty you know...(he didn't)
...Let's have a drink now. We have all night baby."

He watched her lithe body stretch over to the night table and retrieve their wine. She gave him his glass and he sipped it but he thought that he would give twenty bucks for an ice cold coke right now.
 
Caroline

Caroline took a long sip of wine and rolled it around in her mouth a few times before swallowing it. Its dry, somewhat smoky taste made a nice chaser for Nick’s cum. She sat with her back against the headboard and her legs drawn up, holding the glass on one of her lean thighs. Afterglow filled her, leaving her totally relaxed and contented.

They fell into an easy silence, both retreating into their private thoughts as they sipped their wine. Caroline couldn’t help feeling a little proud of herself. She had chosen well this time, for Nick had performed beautifully.

She had always viewed oral sex as a sort of test for a prospective lover. During her romantic career she had known men who loved getting oral sex but were noticeably unenthusiastic about returning the favor. She always dropped such men, with no exceptions or apologies. And why not? She had as much right to sexual pleasure as anyone else did. On the other hand, men who approached oral sex with enthusiasm and a wish to please her were always “keepers.” Nick had proven himself with his attentiveness, but it was an extra thrill to see how pleasuring her had stimulated him so strongly.

She looked at his long, lean body lying beside her. He caught her glance and smiled back at her. She stretched out one long leg and rubbed his calf with her toes. “I think we’ve gotten off to a lovely start, Nicky. Don’t you?”
 
The wine went down smooth and Nick was feeling pretty good about himself. There was an enormously attractive sexy, experienced woman lying next to him on this big soft bed and he had pleased her...he was sure of it....pleased her a lot.
He was about to ask when she leaned over and kissed him. A deep satisfying kiss with just the brush of a tongue that promised more.

"What are your fantasies Nicky?"
Her voice was humming bird soft in his ear.
Fantasies...fantasies...he was living his fantasy right now!
"You are."

Those must have been the right words because Caroline started to purr against his chest and her fingers closed around his cock.
She licked his neck and throat, his chest and nipples like a cat and slowly but surely her fingers worked their magic and he was swelling hard and fast.
She sat up and took him in both hands. Rolling his thickness in her palms, slowly stroking the length of him.
He watched her. He watched her breasts rise and fall with each breath. Her nipples were pebbled coral points and he wanted desperately to suck them.

"Nicky you have a very big cock you know?"
Those were the right words again and he suddenly got even bigger.

She squeezed him and smiled,
"You want to know my fantasy Lover?"
 
Caroline

“Your fantasy? Absolutely! I’d love to hear it.” Nick’s voice was a little breathless.

“Hmmm, such enthusiasm.” Caroline paused, pretending to think about it. Her hands continued to manipulate him gently.

After a moment or two, she gave him a sly grin. “All right, I’ll tell you.” Nick’s face lit up. He looked like a kid who had been let loose in a candy store with the assurance that he could have anything he wanted. She chuckled. “I think I’ll whisper it in your ear, if you don’t mind. I find that’s the best way to share a fantasy, don’t you?” He nodded, his eyes locked on hers.

Caroline let go of his cock (a little reluctantly), and settled down next to him. She lowered her head, trailing a soft curtain of hair across his chest, until her lips were at his ear. She blew gently into it and he laughed, squirming a little.

She lifted her head and looked at him, her eyes wide in an expression of mock-innocence. “Oh my, does that tickle?” she asked.

“A little.” He grinned at her.

“Aww. I’m sowwy.” She grinned at him, eyes sparkling, letting him know that she was anything but.

“Don’t be. It felt good.” He stroked her hair and she settled down, putting her lips to his ear again.

“All right, sweetness,” she whispered. “Here’s my fantasy.” Her tongue flicked out and teased his earlobe. He groaned.

She whispered to him for about half a minute, then moved away to watch his face for a reaction. His eyes opened wide and fixed on her face. “Really?” he said. “Wow. I like that, Caroline.”

“Ah, I thought so.” She gestured at the table on Nick’s side of the bed. “Everything you’ll need is in that bottom drawer.”

“Okay.” He rolled to a sitting position and leaned down to open the bedside table drawer. After a moment of rooting through its contents, he pulled out two pairs of black Velcro cuffs with long tethers attached, a black blindfold, a bottle of lube, a soft blue vibrator about six inches long, and a foot-long fluffy blue ostrich feather. He put these items on the bed and stared at them for a long moment.

She curled up beside him, stroking his shoulder. “You’re okay with this?” she said.

He looked at her and smiled. “I’m okay with it.”

She kissed his shoulder. “All right then, love. Come tie me up, and then you can tease me until I beg for that lovely cock of yours. The longest I’ve ever held out without begging is forty-three minutes.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Want to see if you can top that record?”
 
Nick had a feeling that he was entering another world. Sex back home had been all about heavy petting and fucking in the back seat of your car.
Caroline was expanding the possibilities enormously.
He fondled each of the items as though they were fabergé eggs while she smiled ndulgently.

"Do you want me to tell you what to..."
"No." He interupted,
"No...I ahhh, think I can figure it all out.

She laughed and laid back on the bed.
"Take your time Nicky, I'll be here."
Laying the other objects down, he snapped the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. He made the tethers fast to the bedposts and saw where the
glossy finish had been rubbed off before.
He looked at Caroline who had closed her eyes.
the rise and fall of those wonderful breasts easy...steady.
His own heart was beating a mile a minute.

The restraints had pulled her arms away from her body at about 45 degrees but there was still a bit of play in them. Her long legs were stretched likewise, her toes nearly touching the posts.

"Now the blindfold Nick."
She spoke softly. She was looking at him, a strange excited, expectant look.

He passed the elastic band behind her head and the
blindfold was in place. He kissed her, his tongue moving quickly into her mouth, finding hers...caressing it.
He kissed her breasts, sucking each nipple deliciously into his mouth, rolling them with his tongue. Nipping them with his teeth.
she began to breath faster.

He picked up the feather. Long and soft with just enough texture to it to....

He ran it along her sides...softly stroking from underarms to hips.
She quivered...held her breath.
He teased the insides of her thighs with it. The soft tender skin...
Caroline sucked in her breath. Her toes curled.
He passed it over her nipples and he could see them tightening.
This will be fun!

He put the feather down for a moment and picked up the vibrator. He laid the cold metal against her smooth belly and turned it on.
Her body tensed up immediately and Nick knew he was on the right track.
 
Caroline

With her sight cut off, Caroline’s other senses became more acute. She could hear the faintest rustling of the sheets as she writhed on the bed, and she could smell her own wetness mingled with the salty tang of Nick’s perspiration. But best of all, her sense of touch seemed to have increased to an astounding degree. Not knowing what he was going to do next heightened her awareness and made her almost unbearably sensitive to his ministrations. Every touch of his hands, his lips, and the feather on her body increased the tension between her legs until she felt like screaming.

Caroline tensed and caught her breath as Nick put something cool on her belly. There was a soft click of a switch, then a low humming noise – the vibrator. The toy came to life and began to roll this way and that on her taut stomach, doing a little dance just for her.

She gasped and then giggled as the feelings overwhelmed her. The sensations were just this side of ticklish, just barely tolerable. Her muscles twitched and fluttered, and she involuntarily tugged at the restraints. Waves of heat flowed over her, finding a center between her thighs. Her breathing quickened and she could feel herself sinking into the warm bath of erotic buildup.

Then came Nick’s low voice in her ear, his hot breath raising goosebumps on her flesh. “Do you like this, Caroline? Want me to continue?”

“Mmmm, yes, do continue Nicky dear,” she murmured. The last word had barely escaped her lips when the silky feather brushed her inner thigh. She gasped and squirmed in her bonds. He chuckled, and she realized that his laugh sounded different now. There was a note of confidence in it that hadn’t been there before. And why not? He was in charge now, just as she had wanted him to be.

“Continue doing this?” he asked. The feather stroked a lazy path up the inside of her leg from the knee to the thigh crease. Its touch was so much lighter than the touch of his hand could ever be – it stirred nerves that ordinary fingers could never hope to awaken. She moaned, suddenly unable to form words. Her back arched and the vibrator rolled down her belly, stopping just short of her mound. It hummed and danced there, sending shock waves to her clit.

“Answer me, Caroline.” His voice was playful, but there was an element of command in it too. Her heart raced and she couldn’t help grinning. He was getting into this!

“Yessssss,” she managed to whisper. “Please, Nick, please continue doing that.” She felt giddy, drunk on an intoxicant a hundred times stronger than the wine she’d consumed earlier: the rush that accompanied giving up control to another. She had shed all the trappings of wealth and social position to become a creature of pure need – this was the secret heart of her fantasy.
 
A kind of detachment came over him. Perhaps because this was all so new and intriguing or else because his own release so recently had quelled for the moment his own lust. The long feather brushed alng her legs and thighs and then tickled around her navel. Somehow he knew not to be too agressive, not to really start her laughing... just almost.
He ran it up her sides and then out along her arms. Nick could almost see the skin tightening and blushing wherever he touched her with it.
He took the still humming vibrator from her stomach and and ran it lightly along the insides of her thighs, he used the very tip to nudge Caroline's clit and play across it back and forth, back and forth.
Her fists balled up and she pulled against her restraints. A low moan escaped her lips. Nick felt a stimulating sense of power rise up in him like a warm quick rush of adrenaline.
He was playing her, like a musical instrument.
He ran the humming device along the pink folds of her sex and used the tip to gently open her labia.
Tremors were passing through her body with each touch. Impulsively he kissed her parted lips and swirled his tongue into her mouth. The vibrator lay between her legs and rested against her thigh. He picked it up and passed it over her nipples laying it against the pebbeles aereole and pressing it into the very tips.
Caroline was twisting on the bed, her body tense
with arousal and frustration. He held the feather in one hand and wondered what to do next...
 
Caroline

Caroline’s entire body was humming with erotic energy. She had reached the point where it would excite her no matter where Nick touched her – her elbow, her knee, the tip of her nose. This hadn’t happened too often when she tried to play this game with past lovers, and that made this occasion even more special. She knew how wanton, even slutty, she must look to him, but she was too far gone to care.

Her head thrashed from side to side on the pillow as she gasped for breath. She could feel his body press against hers, and then there was the sudden invasion of his tongue between her lips. She accepted it greedily and kissed him back hard, pouring all her frustration and need into it. A moment later the vibrator poked her nipple. The almost-ticklish sensation made her shudder and moan. She was close, so close. All she needed was the right touch.

He seemed to read her mind. He broke the kiss and she gasped softly, feeling a slight sense of loss as his mouth left hers. “Caroline?” he said. There was a teasing edge to his voice that she absolutely loved. “Would you like to cum for me, Caroline?”

“Mmmm yes, Nicky, yes, I’d love to cum for you.” Her voice was low, breathless.

“Well, you have to ask permission before I let you cum. You know that.” The feather teased the side of her neck and she moaned. The vibrator pressed her nipple and she felt heat spread all through her lower belly.

“All you have to say,” he whispered, “is Nick, please let me cum.”

She wanted to open her mouth and say the words, but there seemed to be a blockage in her throat. He stroked that damned feather along her supersensitive neck, as if he were dusting it. Sensation blazed along her nerve endings, making a trail right for her sex. Oh, he’s good, all right!

“Cat got your tongue?” he teased. Stroke, stroke, stroke. He had to know the effect it was having on her! “Or maybe you’re not ready yet and you want to play some more? C’mon, Caroline, tell me.”

She moaned and thrashed her head from side to side (the feather following relentlessly) until finally she knew she had reached her boiling point. “Okay!” she cried. “Enough, Nick, please! Let me cum!”
 
Nick swirled the feather softly down the length of her body, watching her reactions with all the wonder of a divine revelation.
He sat between her legs and took another moment to savor the beauty of her sex and then picked up the vibrator.

"Caroline, I want to watch you cum."
I'm going to release your right hand and I want you to masturbate for me."
He couldn't believe he was saying these things!

"Yes!...Please Nicky."
Her hands were pulling against the bindings...

He grinned..."But first..."
He couldn't get enough of her!... and buried his face once again between her legs,his tongue snaking deep into her cunt.
She wasn't expecting this and she was startled by the unexpected invasion. She arched up violently and gave herself over to him! Maybe the blindfold made the sensations more acute, being devoured, being outraged by lips and tongue unseen, it set her off like a sky rocket!

"GOD NICK!"
She thrust her hips up into his face, her whole body was shuddering. One of the wrist restraints tore loose as she writhed under his thrusting tongue!

"Ohhhhhh....Goddddddddddddddddddd..."
Her fingers, now free tore into his scalp but he jerked away, his face covered with her wetness again.

He grabbed her hand and thrust it between her legs.
"No," he said wiping his lips.
"You do it. I'll watch."
 
Caroline

You do it. I’ll watch. The words, spoken with such confidence, sent an electric thrill down her spine. Caroline needed no further prompting. Her hand immediately went to work between her legs. She squirmed on the bed, fighting the restraints as she tried to find a comfortable position.

With all her experience, she had never attempted to masturbate one-handed while her other hand and both legs were bound. She was accustomed to using one hand to play with her breasts while the other caressed her pussy. Now, with her other hand restrained, she had to be economical with the movements of her free hand. Her knees instinctively tried to pull up into their usual position, but the ankle restraints made that impossible. The restraints made the whole thing somewhat awkward, yet for some strange reason, they added to her excitement. The lips of her sex felt swollen and slick, and they seemed to get wetter by the second.

Her hearing was still super-sharp, and as she fiddled with herself she could hear Nick’s heavy breathing. “Do you like what you see, Nicky?” she gasped.

His voice was a little hoarse as he replied, “I like it a lot, Caroline. Let it go, cum for me.”

Her fingers worked faster, faster, lashing her hypersensitive clit. Her breathing speeded up, and chilly beads of sweat poured down her sides. The telltale tremors were beginning in her belly. “Ahhh, Nicky, here it comes.”

Then the first explosion happened, and her body pulled tight against the bonds. A long, low moan escaped her parched throat. One of her feet broke free, but she hardly noticed. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her – and it was all the more intense because she knew he was watching.
 

He was more than watching.
As Caroline's fingers played in and out of her pussy, as she twisted and moaned, growing wetter and wetter, Nick's cock had resurected itself and he was masturbating to a nearly simultaneous orgasm.
Caught up in her own ecstatic delerium, her eyes half shut, the first she knew of his more than objective participation was the sudden splaterring of hot cum across her belly.
Still shaking from the peak of her own climax she watched him squeeze load after load of milky jism from his erection, and took it across her stomach, all over her fingers and opened dripping cunt.
Feeling his spend lacquering her sex was enough to throw her into another and even more violent orgasm!
"GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDNICKYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
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He cut the restarints and lay beside her. Both of them were covered in sweat, semen and Caroline's warm oils.

"Maybe we should clean up Nick,"
She offered, "We have all weekend."
 
Caroline

“You’re right,” he said. “Let’s clean up.”

Caroline hopped out of bed. “Allow me to lead the way,” she said with a grin. He grinned back and scrambled out of bed to follow her next door to the bathroom.

The bathroom was spacious and done in off-white. One side of it was devoted to a huge, deep oval-shaped tub. Caroline turned on the water, fiddled with the temperature, then let the tub fill as she bustled about gathering soap and towels and washcloths. She returned, put the soap and towels within easy reach, then checked the water level on the tub. When she was satisfied that it was sufficiently full, she clicked a switch and turned on the tub’s whirlpool action. That done, she turned back to Nick and grinned at him.

“How does a whirlpool bath sound to you?” she said.

“Sounds fantastic.”

Caroline raised one long leg and dipped a toe into the swirling water. “Mmmm, the temperature’s just right.” Slowly she put her entire foot into the tub, then brought her other leg over the side. She settled gradually into a sitting position, her back against the wall of the tub, the water up to her chest. She let out a long sigh as the heat immediately began to penetrate her muscles. It felt wonderful.

As Nick approached, wearing an ear-to-ear grin, she looked up at him and gave him an inviting smile. “C’mon in, Nicky. The water’s fine.”
 

Lying in the huge bath, his legs against hers, looking across the steaming, swirling water at her elegant features, now once again composed and calm, Nick was amazed at his luck in finding this woman by chance at the Museum.
He took another sip of the cool wine which she'd placed by the tub and wondered what tomorrow might have in store.

He was in fact wondering just how far away tomorrow was!
He'd lost all sense of time and he was about to ask when he felt her toes lighty touching his cock. Slowly caressing up and down his lengthening shaft they moved. He wondered if there was any part of her body that she did not know how to use in an erotic way!

"Caroline....."
"Yes Nick?" she pretended innocense.

"Your toes...are getting me hard again."
He was sinking lower in the water.

"My toes!...Nick are you suggesting that I'm giving you a 'Toe Job!?"
She curled them and began to massage the base of his cock and his sac...
*Oh Jesus!*

"Yessssss....you are!"
His cock reared above the water, the purple head bobbing like a buoy in a choppy sea.

"Oh Good!...how am I doing?"
*Could a foot really do that!*

"Fine......fine....caro...."

She stopped.
"You called me Caro, Nick."

"Unhhh...yes. Is that OK?"
Suddenly he wondered if he'd transgressed somehow.

"Oh I love it!...It means Dear in Italian....Nick?"

He looked at her waiting for the question.

"Nick, get yourself up to this end and kiss me...right now."
 
Caroline

Caroline watched Nick move through the water toward her end of the tub. A kind of wild joy surged through her, and her heart felt as if it might burst out of her chest. She felt alive and energetic. She felt young!

Caro…he called me Caro!

Ever since they met she had struggled not to acknowledge how strongly Nick reminded her of Tom, her first lover. It hurt to think about Tom, so she tried to block out her memories of him. But the Caro endearment had clinched it. She couldn’t deny the similarities any longer. Nick was tall and dark-haired, just like Tom; he was an artist, just like Tom; he was a small-town kid trying to make it in the big city, just like Tom; he made her body tingle with sexual electricity, just like Tom.

And he called her Caro. Just like Tom.

Nick settled in next to her, then draped an arm around her shoulders and stroked her chin with his other hand as he looked deep into her eyes. Then his lips brushed hers, ever so gently. Once, twice, then his mouth locked onto hers in a deep kiss. She kissed back, hard, trying to tell him with her body all the wild and joyful emotions that were swirling around inside her. It had been a long time since she had felt so happy in a man’s company. Could it be that she had only met him a few hours ago? Ordinarily she hated cliches, but in this case she couldn’t think of a better way to put it: it really did seem as if she had known him all her life.

The kiss broke and Nick pulled back a little to stare into her eyes once more. She reached up and touched his face, stroking his cheek and jaw. “You make me feel so good,” she said.
 

The obvious fact that Caroline seemed to truly care for him was in many ways more of a surprise to Nick than her taking him so quickly to her bed.
He smiled and whispered..."Caro..."
And watched her face flush and brighten. He leaned forward in the softly swirling water and kissed her.
His hand slipped ever so easily now across her smooth skin, down her belly ...between her legs. He cupped her mons gently in his hand and his lips strayed along the length of her throat and over her shoulders, finding their was to her breasts...
to the succulant nipples that now seemed to nourish him as he drew them into his mouth and played his tongue over their sensitive tips.
She moaned softly and slipped back in the tub, her hands lacing into his hair drawing his face into the soft swell of her bosom.

Nick's fingers were teasing the folds of her sex and she felt herself opening to them, the heel of his hand was rubbing the nub of her clit, sending hot tingling waves of pleasure through her body.
She watched as his mouth sucked greedily at her nipples, arching back thrusting herself into his mouth...arching back, opening herself to the delicious invasion of his fingers into the warm, tight refuge of her eager cunt...
Rocking her hips, feeling him sinking deeper...deeper...deeper.
 
Caroline

Caroline stared, dreamy-eyed, at Nick’s dark head bent over her chest. Wonderful feelings radiated through her body. Nick’s talented fingers in her cunt and his sweet mouth suckling her nipples had her very close to orgasm. This was quite a pleasant surprise; after the workout they’d enjoyed in her bed, she’d thought that her appetites had been well satisfied for at least a couple of hours. But Nick had that effect on her. There seemed to be no end to her desire for him.

The heel of his hand pressed her clit once, then again, and she felt the familiar tension filling her belly. Her eyes squeezed shut and she threw her head back, whispering, “Oh yes, Nicky, don’t stop doing that!”

He released her nipple from his mouth and murmured, “You mean this, Caro?” He punctuated the question by rubbing her clit again. It suddenly became difficult to breathe, and the only way she could reply was to murmur “Uh huh.” The delicious friction continued, and his fingers squirmed and teased inside her cunt, adding still more stimulation, until she let out a yell and arched her back, going completely rigid as her climax burst through her.

Nick continued to rub her clit until the last spasms were finished and she slumped in the tub. Only then did he free his hand from her cunt. He eased himself back in the tub to sit next to her, draping an arm about her and encouraging her head to rest on his shoulder. Caroline was more than willing to lay her head there. She snuggled against him for a few minutes as she waited for her breathing and pulse to return to normal. A warm, hazy glow filled her, making her smile.

She rested for a few minutes – how many, she did not know. Time had ceased to matter the moment she brought Nick into the building. Presently, however, she opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She glanced at Nick and felt the now-familiar stab of affection for him. This time, though, there was a faint alarm bell ringing in the back of her mind. If she wasn’t careful, this could turn into more than just another affair. She could end up in a pretty serious emotional entanglement. She reminded herself not to get carried away, no matter how much she liked (or even loved) Nick. While it was nice to feel like she was nineteen again, it wouldn’t do to act like it. She had a lot more to lose now than she’d had at nineteen.

With an effort she pushed these thoughts away and tried to recapture the blissful feeling she’d been enjoying only a few moments before. She looked down and saw the purple crown of Nick’s aroused cock poking through the surface of the water. For some reason it reminded her of a pupil in class raising his hand to try and get his teacher’s attention. The thought made her smile and she turned toward Nick, running her hand up and down his chest in a teasing way.

“Looks like you need some attention,” she purred. Her hand slipped a little lower, and her fingers loosely encircled his cock.
 

The rest of the night passed in a dream for Nick. He wasn't sure when he woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and bright sunshine exactly where he was. But a quick look around the chic boudoir told him that it was no dream at all.
When Caroline came into the room with rich dark colombian, juice and croissants on a silver tray, (and looking like a million bucks!) he almost pinched his arm to make sure he himself was real!

How could she look so good in the morning!
As she leaned over to lay the service on his lap, he saw the deep warm valley between her breasts open up and he immediately began to get hard.
She noticed....

"Not YET, lover boy!" She grabbed his cock and squeezed,
"I have a whole day planned for us and we have to get going."

Plans...but what could be better than staying right and...

"Ohh don't worry Nicky, were not finished with those games either."

That made him feel a lot better and he beagan to eat with gusto!
 
Caroline

They enjoyed a light breakfast, then cleaned up and got dressed. There was none of the morning-after awkwardness that sometimes happened between her and a new lover. Rather, they were as easy and companionable with each other as if they were well used to sleeping and waking up together.

Caroline went to the bedroom window and opened the curtains. Sunlight streamed into the room. “Looks like it’s going to be a nice day,” she said.

Nick joined her at the window. “Super,” he said. “Just right for those plans you were talking about.”

She turned to him and gave him a radiant smile. “You didn’t have anything on tap for today, did you, Nick? I mean, I know classes haven’t started yet, and I just assumed you were going to be free today. So I came up with some ideas for things we could do today.”

“I had nothing planned at all,” he said. He put his arms around her and pulled her close. “Except for making love to you a few more times, that is.”

She laughed and leaned in to kiss the tip of his nose. “Oh, I made allowances for that,” she said. “All in good time. But first I thought you might like to do a little sightseeing. You haven’t been here very long, and I doubt that you’ve been properly introduced to everything the city has to offer. So tell me, dear. What have you been dying to see, other than Jackson Pollack paintings?”
 
Dying to see...dying to see...


When he'd first come to NY, Nick had thrown himself into the tourist thing full tilt until he found out how quickly he could run out of money doing it!
After that realization he'd learned to use the subway and confined himself to Art museums and galleries for his sight seeing activities.

"Anything?"
He looked over his steaming mug of coffee, his hair still tossled from sleep.

"Sure...anything you want."
He wanted to jump her and make love to her on the kitchen table. But...

"You mean, like The Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, the Staten Island Ferry, the Bronx Zoo, A broadway play, a carriage ride..."

"Wait...wait!"
She laughed,
"We can't do all that today Nick!"

A small frown knit his brow.
"Well, Ok...I'd like to do all of it. But you're the New Yorker...you decide!"
 
Caroline

They took the elevator down to the lobby, where Frankie, the daytime doorman, warmly greeted Caroline and asked her if she needed a cab. “Yes, Frankie, that would be lovely,” she said.

He immediately went outside and within seconds a cab pulled up outside the building. They walked outside and he held the door open for them as they slid into the backseat. He tipped his cap and shut the door.

As the cab pulled away, Caroline told the driver, “The Empire State Building, please.” She settled back in her seat and turned to Nick with a radiant smile. “It’s such a beautiful day, we’ll probably be able to see for miles. I hope you’re not afraid of heights.”

“Nope, not afraid of heights,” he said, smiling back at her. “I’ve been wanting to go there, just never had the time.”

“We can go right up to the Observation Deck and stay there as long as you like,” she said. “Just the two of us, on top of the city.”

Nick slid an arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. “Romantic.”

“Mmm, yes.” She closed her eyes, feeling utterly content. Strange, how comfortable she was with the idea of them as a couple (albeit an illicit couple).
 
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