Story 176 Sex with Bad Boy, Donald.

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Hi from Joyce.

        When we started writing these stories I knew I would have to try doing one myself. I know my husband Jeremy is working on two as well. We’ve got Donald and Paula involved since they were involved in the adventures. Our friend David has also helped as well, so all four of the first stories from The Australian Team must be considered joint ventures.

        Now while Katrina was in Perth, just a day before she returned to India, I met her at a café near the company warehouse. I told her, let’s meet for a girl to girl chat over lunch. We talked about our sexy adventures and about the Letters Books too. That is where she suggested we form a team here in Australia.

        She told me about the fun she had with Donald and that he will probably want to try with me too. I had thought about that possibility myself. Then she lowered her voice as if it was a secret.

        “Did you know he was ticklish under his arms?” she asked.

        “No, I don’t,” I replied.

        How could I know that? I hadn’t been close enough to him to find out.

        “Keep it hidden to you, Joyce,” she said. “It might be useful playing games in the pool or even into the bed.”

        I could see the possibilities. Donald was always teasing me so it might be useful someday, certainly to surprise him. But at that point, I wasn’t sure if I would be in bed with Donald. Anyway, playing ball games in the pool it might be useful one day.

        “Thank you, Katrina.”

        She didn’t say anything more. Just smiled shyly. We understood each other and she knew what she had given me. A secret weapon I could use on that bad boy, Donald.

        When I took the role of running things for the Australian Letters Team my first job was to call a meeting and organize the team. We had a lot of work to do completing the stories about when Katrina and Jeevan were in Perth so I wanted to get started on them. I know it was supposed to be the boy’s job but both Paula and I got involved and helped, particularly Jeremy who was having some trouble. As I’ve already mentioned above, we saw ourselves as a term, so the writing became a sort of a team project too.

        One day Paula rang me and we talked for quite a while. I was surprised that she did, considering we were going for dinner at their house that evening but it turned into an interesting conversation, quite sexy in fact.

       She made it very clear she would like to swap partners with us that night if that was ok with Jeremy and I. Of course, I told her it was fine with us and that I had been expecting it sometime. Then since we were talking about sex and I asked her how she found it with Jeevan. Yes, I’ve already seen the story, Jeevan’s account of it that is. But I was interested in her view, a girl’s view of what happened. What she told me was quite explicit and sexy. 

        After that phone call, I was feeling hot and sweaty. I decided that a shower would be good but some might say it was the wrong thing to do. As I rubbed the soap over my body I began thinking about Donald. I closed my eyes and imagined my hands were his hands, rubbing over my body, mostly over my breasts and my pussy.

        I supposed you have guessed now, this shower wasn’t cooling me off. By now, my main attention was on my pussy, fingers rubbing over and pressing in. Soon two, then three fingers were inserted inside me, pumping with deep strokes while the fingers of my other hand worked at my clitty. I know that sounds intense, it was intense too, I couldn’t last long like that. My orgasm hit me, sensations flooding my body leaving me in a pleasant afterglow.

       Late while drying myself I was looking in the mirror. My eyes went to my pussy. It looked a bit wild and unkempt so I decided to trim it. That was when Jeremy walked in on me. 

      Later we were over at their house. Paula had clearly said it was going to be a nude pool party but everyone still wore their clothes. Then Paula stood up and took off her robe. She was naked underneath. She appeared quite comfortable like that but then so would any of us. Nudity wasn’t a problem for us at all. But strangely the rest of us remained dressed until we went for a swim.

        Jeremy has already described my sexy little strip-tease for them. Knowing where this evening was going, made me horny. I am a bit of an exhibitionist so it was sexy showing off for them like that. Even sexier when I noticed how Donald was watching me too.

        I knew we would be together later in the evening so my intention was to start getting him interested and turned-on. That is why I made sure I stood where he got a good view. I didn’t spend all the time in the bathroom working on my pussy for nothing you know. I wanted it to look good. I wanted to show it all off, especially to him. When I looked down and saw he was looking straight up at me, it was such a turn-on, I took it a step further, sitting down in front of him.

       There I was wide open to him. Yes, I mean wide open! I was so horny my lips had swelled and opened. It must have looked good from his angle. I reached down and pulled at each side, opening myself further for him.

      I think it was at that point that I invited him to eat my pussy. He says I did, I can’t remember for sure how it happened. But I didn’t need to ask him twice. He reached for me, pulled me to the edge of the pool. Then he went straight in, first with his fingers then with his mouth.

       Oh yes, he did a good job. What he was doing with his fingers, followed by his mouth and tongue really got my pussy juice flowing. He licked me, sucked at my enlarged pussy lips, before licking again. I felt his tongue push between my lips, deep inside me. I’m feeling horny all over again just typing these words, two weeks later.

       Finally, he came to my clitty. Pulling the lips open and pressing in with his tongue. His lips closed over the little nob and he sucked. Oh, damn that was good! So good! My orgasm when it hit me was powerful. A magnitude 9 on the orgasm scale. It really set me off; I lay there gasping for breath after that.

        When I finally became aware of what was going on across the pool, my husband was already filling Paula’s mouth with cum. Yes I recognized that moan he gave, I’d know it anywhere. 

       After dinner, we sat around talking for a while. I was interested in finding out more about where we were going in India. We were going to David’s wedding and Jeremy was going to be best man so it was good to find out more from Donald and Paula since they had been there.

       Then it was time for the bed fun. Donald openly said it was time to finish talking as he had a sexy young lady to take care of. Thanks, Donald. I don’t consider myself that young but thanks anyway. Paula teased him a bit but judging by what he had done beside the pool, by then I was sure Donald was going to give me a great time that night.

       We left Jeremy and Paula and went downstairs. That was where David lived. I was a bit surprised about us using his room like that while he was away, but when you think about it, it was a good place with that big bed down there.

       It would have been nice to have done something like stripping again or even better letting him strip me but it was too late for that. We were both naked. So I climbed on to the bed and lay back on the pillow openly displaying my nakedness for his enjoyment.

       He climbed on to join me. He came up alongside me and started with my neck. I felt his lips against the skin of my neck, little kisses where his lips were touching me. Little nibbles as his lips pulled at my skin. Yes, I like that! It felt good him working up my neck and right up to the lope of my ear. My eyes closed so I could focus on the sensations he was giving me.

       Then he was moving lower, still doing those little kisses, still nibbling from time to time too. Lower down, from my neck on to my chest them on to the swell of my breast. That felt good too. I felt my nipple harden, waiting for his lips to make contact. But that contact I desired didn’t come.

       He was working his way down, around my breasts, taking care not to touch the nipple. It felt good, it felt sexy. I wanted him to go for my nipple but also I wanted him to continue as I was enjoying the anticipation of what was to come. Does that make sense? She wants it but she doesn’t want it because she is enjoying the feeling of wanting it. But isn’t that what good sex is; desires leading to feelings leading to a climax.

       Finally, after completing two whole circles of my breast, kissing and nibbling at the smooth soft skin as he went, he moved to my nipple. Oh, that was so amazing! I think I gave a gasp at the moment of contact, the pleasure, the release of tension. It felt like a shock going through my body as he touched me there. His tongue licked around the hard little nub and then his lips closed over it. First, he just sucked my nipple then his mouth opened wider pulling a good mouthful of breast into his mouth. My, did that feel good? I lay back, my eyes still closed, enjoying what he was doing to me. Enjoying every moment of the pleasure he was giving me.

        Now he had moved to my other breast. The same two circles, the same approaching the nipple at its peak, finally the moment when he touched me there. Licking around it; taking it between his lips; then sucking at a mouth full of my breast.

        He was moving lower, down on to my stomach, down until he came to the hollow of my navel. He stopped there, his tongue pressing into the little hole. That felt nice, actually a bit ticklish. I gave a giggle.

        He was moving lower again. Yes, I knew where he was headed. My thighs drifted open ready for him, to allow him in. He was making little bites as he moved through my pussy hair, over the mound and down over my lips. I gave a gasp at the contact too, followed by a deep moan as he pressed into me. Now with his tongue and mouth, he began working on my pussy again, driving me to new heights of desire for him.

       

       The feeling came over me that I wanted him. By now I was so turned on I wanted him inside me. I reached down to pull him up towards me. He was a bit surprised at first, I think he was intending to give me another good pussy eating but he must have realised my need. His body came up over mine until he was on top of me. Yes I know it was not the most exciting position we could have used but since he was kind of on top of me anyway, it seemed the most natural way to go.

       I felt him press against my pussy. He was ready for me, he was so hard. I reached down to take him, guiding him into me. There was that moment, that mechanical moment as we lined up then I felt his head pressing against my lips. They were wet and ready for cock, they easily parted for him, allowing him to enter. It felt good; that fullness as his cock slipped into me.

       The sex that followed was good. First, he took it slowly using long slow strokes, driving in deep then pulling almost out. I could feel the hardness of his cock slipping against the lips of my pussy. I could feel my pussy gripping him firmly. It felt good, well maybe more exciting; this man certainly knew what he was doing to me.

       Suddenly I wanted more.

       “Come on, Donald. Fuck me!” I gasped.

       “Oh, you want to be fucked, do you?” he replied.

       Pulling almost all the way out, he thrust back down on me, his cock driving in so deep, deeper than it had before. The thrill of it caught my breath for a moment.

       Now he was going for it. What had been good sex now became great sex. With powerful thrusts he was driving his hard erection into me, my body responding, meeting each stroke with a thrust of my own. Feelings were building inside me. He must have noticed because be sped up, the sex becoming wilder, rougher, more exciting.

       I felt my clitty tightening, that feeling moments before orgasm, then it exploded. Its strength took me by surprise. It was a good one, a powerful one and I bucked around underneath him as he continued to fuck me.

      Recovering I settled down again, each of his thrusts met with one of my own again. By now I could hear his breath close to my ear. He was gasping for air and I knew he was getting close. I tried as best I could to help but I don’t think it mattered much.

       A deep moan in my ear told me he was there. He broke rhythm as he began filling me with cum. Then change was enough to set me off again too and my second orgasm followed quickly after his.

       We lay like that for a few moments, him still on top of me, now my body taking almost the full weight of his. I could feel his cock jerking as he gave me the last of his cum then it began to soften. As he slipped out, he rolled off me and lay on his back beside me.  

       Considering we had just done the most normal of positions, nothing special, it had been good. Those two cums we had achieved had been good ones. Now slightly out of breath, we lay beside each other. I looked over at him. He was looking back.

       “That was good,” I managed to say.

       He didn’t say anything, just smiled.

       I reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

       “You are a good lover, Donald.”

       “Thank you, Joyce,” he replied. “You were pretty good too.”

       We lay there for a while, not talking, just being there together. After a while, I began to think about some more. Yes, I wasn’t finished with him yet. I still wanted more.

       I looked over and asked, “Want to do it again?”

       “Sure,” he replied.

       I sat up and kneeled with a knee each side of his legs as he lay on his back. There in front of me was his whole body, naked before me. Looking down I noticed his cock was not hard yet. I reached for it. He responded quickly and working with my hands, it didn’t take me long to get him hard again. I moved up along his legs until my pussy was over his cock still with a leg each side.

       Holding him with my hands I brought my pussy down against him. I was still wet from the sex before so he easily slipped into me. As I pressed down with my pussy he went in deeper. Just a few thrusts and he was right in deep. It always feels good having a cock inside me. This time it was no exception either.

       Looking down at his face, he was smiling.

       Now I began to move my hips. As I pulled forward he almost slipped out, as I thrust back he went in deep again. My movements were slow at first. I like this position and I wanted to enjoy it for as long as I could. One of the strong points of sex this way is the control the girl has. I can move to angle of my hips to vary the amount of contact of his cock to my clitty. In this way, I had the ability to speed up or hold back the sexual pleasure for both of us.

       It also meant he had full access to my chest and breasts which he quickly took advantage of, his hands coming up to my tits. Oh, his touching me like, that was nice too. His palms running over my smooth soft skin, his fingers finding my nipples, each hand rolling a nipple between thumb and finger. It felt so sexy that I almost lost the plot, my body and hips losing momentum. He humped back up at me to remind me what I was supposed to be doing.

       I continued, my hips moving, pulling forward, then driving back. His cock sliding in and out of me wet juicy cunt as I fucked him. All this time his fingers continued to play with my breasts, working each nipple, giving even more pleasure.

       Suddenly, I could take it no longer. I leaned further forward pressing back against his cock, my exposed clitty coming in direct contact with the sliding shaft of his cock. That was all it took to set me off. My new orgasm burst upon me, filling my body with new heights of pleasure. I was bucking around on top of him, my body losing all rhythm, all ability to keep going. I gave out a cry and fell forward on to him, my head coming down beside his head, my full body slamming down on top of his.

        I lay there on top of him, my body trembling in the afterglow. I was out of breath, gasping for air as his arms came around and held me to him.

       After another great orgasm like that, I would have been happy to call it a night but then I noticed that he was still hard. In the excitement, I hadn’t noticed that he hadn’t cum. That surprised me a bit; I thought with sex like that, we both would have gone over the top. I decided to help him get off too.

        “Didn’t you cum?” I asked.

        A bit of a dumb question as it was obvious he hadn’t.

        “No.”

        “I thought you would have.”

        “I almost did.”

        “Why didn’t you?”

        “I held back to make it better for you.”

        Now that blew me away. Here was this man prepared to forgo his cum for my pleasure. I don’t know why, Jeremy has done the same for me, but that night it really hit me a man doing that for me, for my sexual pleasure. I decided I was going to make it up to him.

        “I want you to have fun too, Donald.”

        “It’s Ok,” he replied.

        “No, I want too,” I insisted.

        “Well, that would be nice.”

        “Which way do you want me?”

        “Doggy style?”

        “Ok then.”

        I got on my knees and leaned forward. I felt him come in behind me, his hand going to my hip to hold me. I felt his other hand on my wet pussy, giving me a quick rub over. Two fingers, opening me, then the head of his cock pressing into me. Once he had entered me his hand went to my other hip. Holding me like that he could hold me against him while he fucked me.

        Now he started to move. In that position, I was open and exposed to him and he could go in deep. Yes, it was good sex, for me not exciting sex that would lead to an orgasm but I know it was good for him. Soon he began to speed up as the excitement took hold. I could hear his breathing was heavier now, his thrusts harder and stronger, driving deep inside me.

        As I said above it was good sex. I knew I wasn’t going to cum but that wasn’t important. My main aim was to give him a good finish. And by now he was going for it too. I knew before long my pussy was going to get another load of cum.

        His hand moved off my hip. Down around the front of my thigh, down under me, down to the top of my pussy. His fingers quickly went for my clitty. It was sudden, caught me by surprise. Just a pinch between his thumb and finger and I went off. Yes, a sudden orgasm. No slow build up, I just cum right there and then.

        My pussy tightened with the thrill of orgasm and gripped his moving cock. He must have felt that! It must have been good too because suddenly he was filling me with cum. I heard his deep moan, I felt him stop thrusting at me, just still with his cock deep inside me. The shaft jerking, pumping as he cum.  

        Next morning I woke to find him awake beside me.

       “Hello, sleepy-head,” he said.

       “What…..?”

       “I said, ‘Hello, sleepy-head.’”

       “I heard that…… How long have you been…..”

       “A while… Not too long.”

       The cover had been thrown off during the fun last night. Now we both were lying there naked. I looked down and saw he was hard again.

        “You still horny?”

        It was kind of a dumb question asking the obvious.

        “Yes,” he replied.

        “After all we did last night….?

        “That was last night…”

        I need to go to the bathroom. Too much to drink over dinner. When I told this he said it could wait as he rolled over on to me. I pushed him away but he was too heavy. That annoyed me a bit but then I remembered what Katrina had told me. I slipped my hands up under his arms and tickled.

       Did I get a reaction? It was like an electric shock. He pulled away from me allowing me to slip off the bed and away.

       “Hey! Come back here!”

       “Catch me first.”

       Laughing back at him I made a run for the bathroom. Jumping inside I clipped the lock on the door. Now I don’t think that was necessary as I don’t think he attempted to follow me.

       But he was there on the bed waiting when I came back.

       As I climbed on to the bed he grabbed me pulling me down. Then he had rolled on top of me. After what I had just done, I knew I was going to get good fucking now, but I was Ok with that too.

       What followed was another session of good hard sex. It was a bit wild, certainly rough but produced the desired results too. Both of us ended with good orgasms which is what counts in the end.

       I lay there looking at him, I was still catching my breath and my body was coated with sweat. It had been a hot session in more than one sense of the word. Now I was about ready for a shower. I kind of thought he would be joining me too.

       “How did you know?”

       “Know what?”

       “That I was ticklish.”

       “Just a lucky guess.”

       “No. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

       I smiled.

       “Katrina! It was her, wasn’t it?”

       Now I laughed as I nodded my head. No use denying it, he was on to me.

       “Wait until I get hold of…..!”

       “Come on Donald. Forget about Katrina….. I’m Joyce….. You’re going to help me with my shower?”

        Have you noticed when you invite a guy to join you showering, they never turn you down? We had more fun there too and were really late when we got upstairs.

      

        I know our sex together might not have been too unusual. There must be many similar stories already in these Letter Books but what was important for me was that it was sex with a different man, an older man, actually a man older than my own father.

       I am happy with my night with Donald. I’m happy with this story too and happy to share it with all of you. I now hope all our friends in India and New Zealand enjoy it as much as I did making it. (Well maybe not quite that much enjoyment but like my story anyway)

       Just one last thing. Maybe that title needs changing. Donald was not a naughty boy (bad boy). I think he was a very good boy. Well very good for me anyway!

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