All the incidents in this story are true but did not all happen with the same lady.
It was early evening, about 11 p.m., on a rather blustery winter night. Barbara and I had just returned from dinner and dancing. The usual rounds of cocktails had made the evening carefree and sensual. Barbara was wearing a gold tube top with no bra. Her puffy nipples and the outline of her nipple rings were outlined by the flimsy fabric. A pair of electric blue stretch pants molded her hips, bottom and crotch without a panty line. Gold ballet slippers graced her feet to complete the ensemble. A small tattoo in the likeness of the devil peeked out above the tube top on her right breast
We had danced all the dances slow and fast, new and old. During the jive and mambo her little devil bounced happily up and down in time to the music. During the slow dances he was perfectly content to be pressed against my chest while her spandex encased pussy pressed and gyrated against my semi-rigid cock. After the slow dances it was all I could do to walk off the floor without having my cock waving to everyone in the room. Finally I could no longer ignore my rigid member and tight balls so I suggested we retire to my place and continue our dancing in private.
Barbara grinned as, hidden by the tablecloth, I slid my hand up her leg and felt the damp heat of her crotch. She reached under the table and fingered up and down my cock before she got up and ushered me out to the car. As I started the engine she slid her hand up my leg to my balls She leaned over and kissed my ear ending with her tongue licking and swishing around and around like a warm wet snake while her fingers diddled my cock and balls. After having several near collisions from these mild distractions we finally made it to my place.
Now we were back in my apartment with a fire blazing in the fireplace and lust blazing in our loins. We were sitting on the sofa with her head in my lap pressing my cock to half mast. I began to slowly massage her shoulders and neck while the little devil grinned up at me from her boob. The results were a languid stretching by Barbara. Her puffy nipples became hard cones about one inch long with eraser tips. Her nipple rings stood out like little hoops as they were pulled up with her erecting nipples The spandex covering her crotch began to show a spreading dark spot as it became damp.
A slow but effective rolling of her shoulders began to expose more and more of Barbaras' little devil. The tube top moving ever so slightly down her breast with each roll of her shoulders. I watched in fascination as I gently continued to finger her damp crotch. She must have practiced for weeks to perfect this no hands strip tease.
As the top moved lower I soon saw that the little fellow was not so little after all. The little guy had a massive cock that ran across and between her breasts ending up at her pointy left nipple. It appeared that her nipple was the head of his cock. It looked like his cock had a Prince Albert piercing as the nipple ring came into view. Pop art at its best for the lucky few to see.
As I moved my head lower it seemed I was about to become a cock sucker. After sucking the devils "cock" for a few minutes biting and pulling on the ring with my teeth, her nipple became very hard and pointy, Barbara sat up, grabbed me by my cock and marched into the bedroom with me stretched out behind her.
She no sooner let go of my cock than she finished her striptease. Well maybe not a tease as it took her only about 10 seconds to finish pulling off her top and pants. She then unbuttoned my shirt pulled it off and started on my pants. The belt and fly were no problem and soon my pants were on the floor in a heap. The undershorts were reluctant to fall as they were hung up on my now fully erect 8 1/2-inch cock. Barbara took matters into her own hands and instead of pulling the shorts off she pulled the crotch to the side freeing my drooping balls and rock hard cock. She locked her fingers around my now free shaft and squeezed and pumped till her hand was covered with pre-cum.
Hanging on to my cock for dear life she pulled me to the bed, pushed me down on my back and straddled my chest facing my feet. With me down on the bed she grabbed the waistband of the undershorts and as I lifted my hips high she pulled them off and threw them to join the rest of the clothes on the floor. She was sweating now and beginning to breathe heavily. The distinct odor of very wet pussy began to permeate the room and I felt the hair on my chest getting wet from her juices.
Under her breath she said, "I need that cock now." Leaning down she began to slowly suck my balls and lick my cock making sure she grazed over the ultra sensitive spot on the back of the tip. She wrapped her fingers around my balls at the base of my cock, so they were squeezed into a tight pouch of scrotum skin. She began pulling my balls while she tried and succeeded in sucking them both into her mouth. If this kept up my balls would dump their load and it would be over in another few minutes. That was not part of my plan for the evening.
Placing my fingers in her hair I slowly lifted her head letting my balls pop to freedom. In the process her pussy moved toward my face and I got a good lick of her wet slit and saw she had a ring passing through both of her inner pussy lips. I pulled her around and up to me and kissed her tasting the salty sweat from my balls on her lips while she licked the pussy juice form my face and lips.
"Slow down, not so fast," I said. "Getting there's half the fun."
Placing her hand between her legs with her fingers pulling her pussy ring she settled down by my side, legs spread, and waited to see what I had in mind.
I began to slide and rotate my hand over her breast my palm just grazing her hard puffy nipple while my fingers tickled the sensitive side of her breast. I opened one of the nipple rings.
