Another Good Tune Pt 01

Frank and I were enjoying our new relationship. All new relationships are all about having lots of sex, lots of really good sex. Frank and I were certainly no exception to this rule. Frank made sure of that! I had no difficulty in coming to terms with the difference in our ages. This was in no small part to Frank's amazing physical condition. He was fit, trim, strong, energetic (especially in bed) but he was twenty years older than me. However, we never had reason to talk about it. He had a gorgeous body and was a superb lover.

After our first Sunday afternoon fuck-fest we both knew that we wanted more of each other. He seemed to be in admiration of my body as much as I was of his. Judging by the delightful attention he gave my body in bed I was certain that this was true. He seemed to just take over and guide me through our terrific love-making sessions. He had spent three weekends here at my house and I one weekend at his apartment.

On his third visit we were on my bed naked within 5 minutes of his arrival and following some very enjoyable oral work on me, Frank mounted me and I was eager to receive his cock into my very wet and willing pussy. As he mounted me I put my arms above my head on the bed. Frank had just eased himself beautifully inside me, and there he halted.

"Hmmm, what made you put your arms up there?" he asked me, his cock fully in me and I craving him to fuck me.

"I'm not sure really. It's just that sometimes you pin my arms down like that I suppose." I replied still eager for him to get on and fuck my brains out.

"And do you like that my darling?"

"Yes, I think I do like it."

"And what is it about me doing it that you like?"

"I'm not entirely sure. It seems like you have taken charge, taken control. Like I have somehow surrendered my body to you."

"How does it feel when I take control, how does it feel to you? Do you like it?"

"Yes I do. I like it very much." I could feel the walls of my pussy surrounding his cock, and I could feel it throb as we spoke. Like he was getting more and more excited by our untimely (to me at least) conversation. The sensation of feeling him throb as we spoke was by no means unpleasant.

"What is it about me doing that you enjoy best?"

"I like the feeling of having no control, but when you pin my arms down like that you seem to fuck me much harder, with more energy, determined that I am going to take it on your terms. It feels like you want to fuck me into next week! Really, really fuck my brains out!"

"And that excites you?" He was by now easing in and out of my quivering pussy, but unbelievably slowly. As he did this, I could feel myself becoming even deeper in need of him to fuck me. My body was screaming for him to ravish me. But he continued his slow-motion movements of his cock. Pining my arms down onto the bed, using more of his weight. I felt him retract his cock almost fully and hold it there just on the cusp of the entrance of my pussy. My brain and body were now in turmoil, needing the "fix" that only Frank and his cock could give me.

"So then, my darling Tess, am I to understand that you enjoy me fucking you really hard?"

I had hardly uttered the word Yes, when he thrust his cock really hard and deep into me. I gave a cry of pleasure feeling him so deeply inside me. Again very, very slowly withdrawing his cock to the entrance of my pussy.

"Oh yes, my love, you do like me slamming my cock into you, don't you?" I nodded my head.

"Pardon. I didn't hear that."

"Yes!" Once again he gave a forceful thrust as I spoke the word, hardly getting the word from my mouth. Yet again withdrawing slowly.

"You know Tess, I had a feeling that you did like me taking you, using your body to please mine. Is that true?"

"Ye....." THRUST

"I'm sorry, what was that you said?"

"Ye....." THRUST

"Mmmm I've taken control again haven't I Tess, I'm controlling your pleasure. Aren't I?"

"Y......" THRUST

"You want me to fuck you, don't you? You want me to FUCK! you very hard?"

As the word fell from my lips he took up a forceful pace and drove his cock into me again and again. His cock penetrating me and driving me on towards sexual bliss.

"Lift your legs up around my waist. I want to go inside you deeper, much deeper."

I obeyed him, and true to his word he did plough into me deeper. He began to give me six hard, deep thrusts, followed by six very slow, but equally deep ones. Alternating between hard, deep penetrations and microscopically slow ones. I could feel the raw power of his body, the very potent and addictive energy he was directing into me from his cock. Thrust after amazing thrust took me higher and higher until I felt myself falling. Falling into a place I had not been before. I was fully aware of the huge orgasm that was sending wave upon wave of orgasmic pleasure into every cell of my body. All I could see was a kaleidoscope of colour, a warmth enveloping me. The sensation of being weightless and drifting featherlike on a summer breeze.

I awoke from this haze of body shaking, orgasmic heaven. Expecting to find Frank still on top of me. He was however, stood in wonderful nakedness by the bed with two glasses of cold wine.

"What the fuck did you do to me?" I asked him with a trembling voice. My head still spinning and hazy.

"One tries to please."

Every fibre of my body was alive to every sensation it had ever felt. My skin hyper-sensitive. Shakily I pushed myself up into a sitting position. Handing me a glass of wine Frank said

"Drink this, I think you need it."

I took the glass from him and immediately he had to retrieve it from me. My hand was shaking so much.

"What the ACTUAL fuck did you just do to me, Frank? And don't give me that bollocks about 'One tries to please' shit. Did you drug me?"

"How on Earth could I have drugged you? This is our first drink! And we were in bed so fast I would not have been able to do anything. I just used an oriental technique of love-making that I once read about and have used before. Although I must say, never, never to such a wildly successful extent."

He got back into bed, and sitting by my side he put his arm around me. I was now coming back down from an amazing high. We talked about what had happened. I told him about feeling like I had left my body, or my body had become just some kind of energy and had lost it's physical form. I explained it rather more incoherently. But eventually we both understood.

"If I may, can I take our conversation back a yard? When I was asking you if you enjoyed being pinned down, you said that you did. I asked if you liked me to take control, you said that you did. After what just happened do you still mean that?"

"Well, yes I suppose I do. I like it when you are masterful, and when I feel you become very excited and more energetic, I seem to feed off of it and I get a stronger orgasm."

Frank then knelt and pulled me down the bed, kissing my body all over. He then made wonderfully tender and caring love to me. We got up and went down to the kitchen together. Both of us happy in our nakedness. Our bodies still glowing from the pleasurable sex we had had together.

"Oh damn! I have to go round to the shop, I'm almost out of wine!" I confessed, not wanting to get dressed again, revelling in our naked state.

"Oh that's fine, I've got lots at home, I'll nip back and get it while you cook. There's something I want to get anyway." With that he began picking up his clothes from the floor and stairs. A trail of hurriedly discarded clothes we had left in our wake during our urgency to get each other into bed.

Frank lived a short drive away across town. He was back very soon with a case of wine, and a holdall. I served our meal as he poured the wine. We sat at the table on the terrace enjoying the food and wine. I was still naked. Frank was in his usual crips white shirt and jeans.

"This is interesting Tess, isn't it? Me fully clothed and you, wonderfully naked and gorgeous. How does that make you feel?"

"Well, it does feel strange now you mention it. It feels somehow different, but I can't say why."

"Does it perhaps make you feel vulnerable? Perhaps more exposed than if I were naked too?"

"Honestly Frank, I can't put it into words. I'm not certain of the feeling. But I am feeling something about it."

"Would you say that maybe you do feel in some way a little bit submissive? A little bit that once again I have some kind of upper hand?"

"Yes, yes! That's it. Like by being clothed whilst I'm naked you have ... ur.........."

"Control?"

Thinking about it he was right. How exactly I could not say in certainty.

"Yes Frank, it seems that by doing nothing at all, just sitting there, dressed and me naked, you are .... How can I put this, you are ..........."

"Dominant? Controlling? Perhaps more powerful?"

That was it! That is what I was struggling to express. He stood up from the table and promptly undressed. Standing there naked. Oozing sexiness from every pore of his body. Gloriously naked!

"Interesting what clothes can do, isn't it? They do so often mark us out as being something. A uniform on a man seems to give him authority. A white coat gives a person ability to cure your ills. I could go on, but to be honest I'm sitting here hiding a huge hard-on under the table, caused in no small part from the sight of your very sexy body!"

"Oh! Really, and how should we address this do you think?"

"Well, I'm going to go over there and sit on that lounger chair, with my hard-on, and you might follow me and kneel down and give me one of your fantastic blow jobs!!"

He stood and walked over to the lounger. Picking up a cushion from the other chair he dropped it on the floor in front of him. He then pointed at me and made a "come here" gesture by crooking his finger. I stood from the table and walked over to him, making sure that my hips had that extra sway that I knew he liked so much. It was not long before I was swallowing a creamy dessert.

Taking me by the hand he then led the way back into the house. Stopping to kiss me he said

"Go upstairs, I'll be up in a second, you gorgeous woman." As I turned to head for the stairs I felt a resounding, stinging spank on my bottom. Turning I saw a very enigmatic smile on his face. And his hand wafting in the air, signalling "Go on."

I went up to the bedroom, wondering what he had in store now. It was not long before he came into the bedroom with the holdall.

"What you got there?"

"Something that I hope you will enjoy. And I think that you will."

He got into bed beside me and opening the holdall produced something that partly shocked me and partly intrigued me.

"This, my darling, is a Japanese silk bondage rope. Being silk it leaves no marks of the skin. Clever bunch the Japanese. No going home to wifey with rope marks of your wrists."

"OK, OK, and what are they for?"

"Well as I just said they are bondage ropes, they are ropes for bondage." Came the rather sarcastic reply.

"I accept that they are for bondage, sort of given away by the title. Perhaps I'll rephrase my question. What are they HERE for?"

"You enjoy me pinning you down as I fuck you don't you? Problem with that is I can only realistically do that while I am fucking you. Now, imagine, just imagine, I have restrained your hands with this. Now I'm free to explore and pleasure your whole body while you can just lay there and let me."

I could see his point. Although him pinning me down while on top of me was quite a way from him restraining me with ropes, silk or otherwise.

"Tess it's just a suggestion. Please think about it. You do not have to say yes or no right now. If it is no, then we need never talk about it again, ever. But if, as I believe, you are adventurous enough and curious enough to try it, you would enjoy it."

"So when I'm tied up, what? You can do what you want to me?"

"I'd be free to do what I want to you ..... THAT WOULD GIVE YOU PLEASURE! Nothing bad, nothing harmful. Just pleasure."

"Then why the ropes? You do a lot of that anyway."

"Yes, but I would be in control. And you know how much you liked that earlier."

"Let me think about it."

"OK, sure. While you are thinking about it, just bring me that fucking sexy body so I can ravish you!"

Once again Frank had me writhing on the bed enjoying his very extended foreplay that he (and I) so much enjoyed. My body was alive again enjoying sexual bliss. As Frank climbed on top of me, without even thinking about it, I again put my hands on the bed above my head. It was only as Frank gripped my wrists and forcefully pinned me down, did I realise that I had done it. I felt him once again enter me. Filling and stretching me in that Oh-So-Nice way. He soon took up his normal rhythm. Feeling his divine cock slipping in and out of me felt so good. Aware all the time that he had me pinned down. Frank was in charge again, dictating the pace and in so doing, dictating my pleasure. He became more thrusting and forceful to my utter delight. I felt those final few extra hard, extra deep thrusts of his cock that told me he was again pumping his cum deep inside me. Heaven!

Later we were in the pool. Letting the cold water take away the heat of our bodies. Then after a while Frank took my hand and led me from the pool, over to a sun lounger.

"Lay down Tess, lay down and get comfortable." Which I gladly did.

"Mmmmmm what are we going to do?" I asked with schoolgirl excitement.

"You are going to lay there. I am going to suck your clit and finger you until you cum screaming and begging me to stop. Now open your legs! Fuck! I love that smooth tight pussy of yours!"

He began kissing my mouth and throat as he softly rolled one of my nipples between his thumb and finger. I was taking so much pleasure from this and felt just a little deflated as he stopped and positioned himself in readiness to eat me.

"Open your legs Tess. Wider. WIDER! I'm going to finger you so deeply I'll tickle your tonsils."

Always a man of his word, Frank soon had me cumming, and cumming. Eventually making me beg him to stop. With trembling legs (not to mention quivering pussy) he took me back to bed. We were both asleep very quickly. Pressed together like spoons. Wrapped in each other and in a warm blanket of sexual satisfaction. Boy! This guy knew just how to give me a good time.

.............................................To be continued.