Letter 57 Extra Story Five

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Story Five - Steve and Lizamoa.

        This is the fifth of the six stories after the dominoes game. Since these stories do not actually fit in with any of our letters, we have left them as separate stories in the book without letter headings. However, since Joseph wrote about playing the game, we consider them to be under the general heading of his letter and have called the Letter 57 extras.

Hi, from Lizamoa:-
        At the end of the dominoes game, when they were announcing the partners, Jeevan and Shanti were paired together, and even before they said anything more, I knew the last man, Steve, was my partner. Before Mike had even called out my name, I was walking towards the last empty seat beside Steve.
        Over my shoulder, as I sat down, I heard Mike say, “And the last couple is Lizamoa and Steve,” because we all knew who it was anyway.

        So that was how it worked out for me. I was happy with the choice because deep down I still had that idea of spending a night with him sometime. After the last drink and Sarvesh’s toast, we got up to leave the bar.
        Jenny and Sharon came up to me, and Sharon said, “You will have fun tonight, Lizamoa, because Steve has been saving himself for this night. I bet he will be as horny as can be.”
        “Thank you, Sharon,” I replied. “I know Sarvesh will take care of you, too. He is a good lover, too. I am knowing he likes you too.”
        She gave me a quick hug, and we left the bar arm in arm.
        Oh, and I did remember to look back just as I was leaving. There he was, the barman, still watching us. I gave him a quick little wave and blew him a kiss before disappearing through the door.
        “What was that about?” asked Jenny, who was behind me.
        I told her and Sharon what Shanti and I had done.
        “What! You told him what we are doing. You told him the boys were playing dominoes to see which one of us they would take to bed.” Sharon asked.
        I nodded and grinned at her.
        Then Jenny squeezed my arm and leaned closer. “What did he say?”
        “Oh, I’m not sure he believed us at the time, but I think he does now.
        Jenny gave a giggle. “When I first met you, Liz, I thought you were a very shy girl, but now I know you can be really quite naughty.”
        “Yes, Jenny, I can be naughty, and I am going to be very naughty tonight too.”
        “Me too,” she replied.
        “I think we all are, honey,” Sharon laughed.
        “We’ll have lots of fun tonight, girls,” I said.
        “I will,” Jenny replied. “And you too, Lizamoa.” She gave me a quick kiss on my cheek, giving my arm another squeeze before leaving me to go to her room. Then Sharon gave me a quick hug too before going off to her room.
        When I got to our room, Joseph was already there. We quickly kissed each other and wished each other a fun night, and then he was gone.

        Sometime later, Steve knocked on the door, and I called to him to come in.
        It was a bit sudden to decide what we could be doing together. I did know Mike was up to something with his secret plans, but I was not to be sure what. That was meaning I could not plan a detailed plan for my new love partner for the night. It meant I would just have to make things up as we went along. Anyway, I had no worry. After all, I knew it would all work out well in the end, because I had done it that way before.
        I later thought about it, and I didn’t even give Steve a chance to decide how we would be doing the evening I just took over and told him what to do as soon as he walked into the room. Maybe I should have let him take charge. I think he would have wanted that.

Hi, from Steve:-
        I walked into the room where Lizamoa and Joseph were staying and found her already in the bathroom. I could hear water running and thought she was already having a shower. She called me to come and join her.
        When I walked in, I found her still completely dressed in her sari, leaning over to adjust the running water. She wasn’t running the shower but instead filling the bath.
        “I want to take the bath together first,” she said.
        That sounded OK with me, taking a bath with such a beautiful woman.
        She just smiled at me, standing up to give me a quick hug.
        “I thought your special was showers, not baths,” he said.
        “This time I can be different. This time it will be the bath,” she replied.
        Then she began to unbutton my shirt. I reached for her sari, but she held my hand, stopping me. “You first,” she said.
        Soon, my shirt was tossed on the floor, and she was kneeling down to undo my belt. Then her hands were undoing my trousers, and she began lowering them as well. I was pretty excited by then, and my scants could barely hold my erection.
        She noticed this and laughed. “Ohhh, I see you are very ready, Steve.”
        Her hands went to touch me, feeling the length and shape of my cock through the material.
        I mumbled something in return as she grasped my scants and began taking them off, taking care not to catch my raging erection. Soon, she had me completely naked.
        Her hands came back up, cupped my balls with one while the other one hand moved on to my cock. She stroked it a few times before she stood up, saying, “We'd better have our bath first.”
        She again tested the water and then told me to get in. I thought she would let me strip her first, but then that didn't seem to be her plan, so I decided to follow her instructions and see how it would work out. She kneeled beside the bath and began to wash me, rubbing soap all over my body. So I then decided she was going to just bathe me first.
        Once she had handled and washed every part of my body from my toes to my head, giving extra attention to certain places, she suddenly stood up.
        “Well, it is time for me to join you,” she said.
        With that, she stepped over into the bath with a foot on either side of me. Then, still completely dressed, wearing her beautiful green sari, she sat down in the water with her back to me, leaning back against me. I remembered then that this was a thing about Lizamoa that she liked taking showers with guys in her clothes. Well, I thought this was an interesting variation of a theme, her taking a bath with her clothes on instead.
        I reached around to hold her, my hands coming up to her breasts. I could feel her bra through the soft material. My hands were making the material wet as I did. She was reaching forward to capture more water with her hands, splashing it over the parts of her body that were still dry.
        I moved one of my hands down across her stomach until I could feel the mound of her pussy through the folds of her sari. She opened her thighs wider to allow my fingers to explore deeper between them. I could tell she was turned on by this, enjoying what I was doing because I felt her pussy humping gently against my hand. I pushed through the material of her clothing directly onto the softness of the opening between her legs, and I heard her give a tiny moan of pleasure.
        Suddenly, she pulled my hand away, then, leaning forward, she started to stand up again. “I think it’s time for me to be naked too,” she said.
        Then, standing above me, she began to strip. First, she rubbed her hands all over her body, making the wet clothing cling tightly to every curve, and then she began peeling the sari from her body. Once the sari was dropped beside the bath, she began unclipping the tight little blouse she wore underneath. I think those tiny blouses the Indian chicks wear under their saris are quite sexy. Soon, this was flung open as she peeled it from her shoulders.
        Now she was untying the string on her hip that held the skirt up. Once she had done this, she allowed the skirt to fall away from her before gathering it up to place it with her sari and blouse.
        From where I was lying, I was looking up at her from below. The entire underside of her bra-covered breasts were displayed to me. Lower down, because she had her legs parted with one foot on either side of me, the whole curve of her panties-clad pussy was openly displayed, too.
        She continued by rubbing her bra all over before her fingers rested on the clasp between her breasts. Now it was undone, and she pulled the cups wide apart, bearing her naked breasts before slipping the bra from her shoulders.
        Now her eyes were closed as her hands had moved to her panties. Fingers rubbed herself through the material. It was so sexy to watch as I held and stroked her lower legs. Now a hand had slipped down into her panties, and I could see the shape of them working her pussy through the material. Then, opening her eyes, she smiled down at me as her fingers pulled the material aside, exposing her pussy to me.
        Soon her panties were gone, and she stood above me rubbing her pussy with one hand and playing with her breast, tweaking a nipple with the other. Her eyes were closed again as she worked her pussy, pulling at her lips and opening them up, showing me the pink inside.
        Suddenly, she let out a gasp, her body jerking as she came. She began to lose balance, so I had to reach up to her thighs to support her. Moments later, she had recovered and smiling, she looked down at me.
        “Oops,” she laughed. “I didn’t mean that to happen.”
        “It is pretty hot that you did,” I replied.
        She sat down in the water, now facing me with her legs wrapped around me. I reached forward to her breasts and then lower to her pussy between her wide, stretched legs. She was so wet! Even in the water, I could feel the slippery wet of her cum juice.

Lizamoa:-
        While I was in the room by myself, I decided that, to be different, Steve and I could take a bath together. I had just started the filling the bath when he came in. While it was filling, I began to undress him, but not allowing him to undress me yet, I had the other plans for my clothing.
        He got into the water, and I was bathing him partly like a mother might bathe a small child, but of course, it was a lot more of the sexy than that. I know he was liking this too, as he was lying back with his eyes closed. Then, when I came to the balls and his penis, he was liking it even better.
        “Oh, that feels so good,” I heard him whisper.
        Then, to his surprise, well, maybe it wasn't the surprise, I just stepped into the bath with my clothes and sat down into the water. I was leaning back against his chest, and his legs were on each side of my body. This was very nice with him touching me on my breasts and also down lower too.
        After having this for a while, I decided my clothes were to come off. The problem was that we were sitting down. Normally, when I wear clothes like this it is into the shower, and the man can easily take them off me. But sitting, we could not easy do this thing. So my plan was to stand up over him and do a stripping for him. From being below me, I knew he would have a very interesting position to be viewing me. Especially when I had taken my clothes off.
        Steve has already given a report of my stripping act, so next I was naked, standing above him with my legs parted on each side of him, so he had the view straight between my legs. And I knew what he was looking at and what he could see. I felt sexy that he was viewing me like that, so I took my hands down there and was rubbing up and down my slot and even opening it up wide to show him the pink inside too.
        Suddenly, I felt so sexy doing that show so a man could watch me. And then things got carried away. This treatment I was giving to myself was too much for me, and I lost the control and had my orgasm standing there over him. Luckily, it was Steve who was able to catch me, or I might have fallen over, out of the bath.

Steve:-
        We got out of the bath and dried each other off, then Lizamoa led me into the bedroom again. She lay back in the centre of the bed with her legs parted. She lay there stroking her pussy with long, slim fingers. For a moment, I stood watching her, admiring her naked body, thinking what a hot, sexy woman she was. It is so sexy to see a woman so full of lust for me. She was stroking herself while she waited. Then, putting her fingers to her mouth, she licked off her pussy juice.
        Damn! That was so hot!
        “Come on, Steve. Come and join me.”
        With an invitation like that, who would say no! I climbed onto the bed to join her. It was obvious she wanted me straight away. And it was also obvious she wanted me on top, too. This surprised me as she was such a small, almost delicate woman that I thought my being on top might hurt her.
        I went to lower myself gently onto her, but she would have none of that gentle stuff, instead pulling me roughly on top of herself. Soon, finding the right place, I easily slipped inside of her. Immediately, I began thrusting into her until she spoke.
        “Take your time, Steve,” she whispered into my ear. “Take it slowly for a while. There is no hurry – we have all night – so let’s make it last.”
        I thought to myself, this girl makes sense, and so I slowed things down, making long, slow, powerful thrusts deep into her before pulling back almost until I was right out again. She felt so good, too, as she pushed her pelvis up to meet my every thrust.
        After a while, I noticed her breathing had increased, and her breasts were heaving against my chest. I knew then it was time to increase the tempo. Still taking long strokes, I increased their speed and felt her body responding under me.
        This was clearly having an effect on her, and soon she began humping back at me strongly. I remember thinking just how strong she actually was. By now, she was becoming more vocal, too. Moaning into my ear, and I knew she was close to cumming again. For that matter, I wasn’t too far off myself by then.
        Suddenly, she did cum! With a cry, she bucked up against me, and I felt her entire body jerking under me. Such a wonderful feeling, it was all it took to send me over as well.

Lizamoa:-
        Now that was more how good love-making should be with us both having powerful and long-lasting orgasms almost at the same time. It had been a good start to the night, but I knew there would be more before the morning.
        I enjoyed making the love games with Steve. He is a strong man, very fit and with powerful muscles. I like strong men. When we were together, I could feel the strength of his body working against mine. When we were stopped, I could enjoy running my fingers over his chest or down his arms, feeling the hardness of his body and muscles. Being with a man like Steve makes me feel weak and tiny, like he has complete control over me. He could do anything he liked to me, and I would have to willingly allow it.
        We lay together afterwards, I was still on my back, and he now lay on his side. As we talked, he was touching my breast, casually playing with my nipple. I was stroking my hand across his chest, feeling the strength of his body.
        We were talking about things we had done in the past. Soon, the book of the letters came up.
        “I wonder how all of the stories of tonight are going to be recorded in the letters book?” Steve asked. “Mike said that we will need to record them tomorrow.”
        “I do not know,” I said. “The last time we did different things was when we did the partner swapping. Then we all wrote our story about the night we had.”
        “Maybe we will be doing that again,” Steve said.
        “I don’t know. That would be a lot of stories. Not counting Mike and Mandara, that would be ten stories.”
        “Maybe, but I think Mike wants us each couple to write the story together?” he said.
        “That will be a good idea and only make five different stories. But it will also make some new writers for the letters book.”
        “It would be fun to write a story for that book. Sharon was telling me the other day she would love to have a copy for us, too.”
        “Well,” I said. “If we are going to write about this, then we'd better make it a good story too.”
        “Now you're talking, girl,” he laughed.
        With that, I rolled over towards him, pushing him onto his back. I leaned over and quickly gave him a kiss before moving my mouth down onto his neck. He loved me nibbling and gently biting his neck. I was careful, so I wouldn’t leave a mark, of course.
        He smelled nice, just a hint of aftershave from the morning. His skin under his chin felt rough now with a day's growth of his beard. On Joseph, it never grows that fast.
        My hand was now rubbing across his chest. Here, he also had hair, but not nearly as much as Mike has there. Soon, I allowed my lips to follow my hand. Down onto his chest, I was nipping at his skin until my tongue found his nipple. As I touched him, I could feel his body move and the muscles rippling under my touch. I was flicking at it with my tongue and taking it into my mouth, sucking at it.
        It always surprises me that guys' nipples look so small and underdeveloped, but they can be so sensitive, just like on a girl. They get hard when they are touched, and he is excited too. They were getting hard for me now as I sucked on one while playing with the other with my fingers.
        Now my hand was moving lower down across his flat belly and lower until I reached the thicker growth of his pubic hair. I now found he had become hard again as my fingers discovered a very hard shaft of his erection. He was ready for me again. That was good!
        Soon, my mouth was moving down there too. While my hand cupped and played with his balls, I looked down at him. Although he didn’t have the size and thickness of Joseph, he was still impressive to see. I have come to discover that all men, when they are aroused, are beautiful to see. They have such hard penis, it is hard to think they are still only flesh. Hot, living flesh, but hard like steel.
        I bent down to under to his balls. I could feel the little bean when I took one into my mouth. He liked that as he made a deep throaty moan with the pleasure. I made sure the other one got the same treatment, too.
        When you are close to the male parts on a man, they always have that strong man-smell, the strong male-scent which I love too. Steve smelled like that, too. It really makes me excited to smell.
        Now I came to the last part, and I ran with the very tip of my tongue up the length of his shaft. He gave a massive jerk, making the head jump up and almost hit my face. I smiled to myself at that. This man was really ready for action again.
        I came to the head, and I was licking all around it. Even finding a tiny drop of the pre-cum, too. Now I was taking it into my mouth and began to sucking on him. I could feel his body responding to this. The muscles in his hips were moving as he gently began thrusting at my mouth. It is a wonder to feel the power of a man’s body becoming aroused and responding to your lovemaking.
        I heard a soft moan escape his lips.
        Now he was ready for me. I sat up and put one leg over him and reaching to guide the tip of his shaft to the opening of my pussy. He found my hole and pressed the lips apart. Then it was easy for me to just lower my body onto to him as he sank deeply inside me. I was fascinated to watch his disappearing slowly into my body. I love to watch a man going into me. It always amazes me how I can take so much inside me. I could now feel him filling me as my body moulded around him.
        Being on top, I took control, holding him down by pinning his arms with my hands. In this position, I could keep him there, using my hips to control the motion.
        “Ahh! Now I am the boss of Steve,” I laughed to him.
        We continued like this for a while, and then suddenly he pushed up at me, pushing me sideways. As I rolled, he rolled with me until suddenly he was on top, and surprisingly, he was still inside me. I did not know you could do that.
        “Now, who is boss?” he asked.
        “I just let you be the boss,” I replied.
        “Sure, you did,” he laughed.
        Then he proceeded to give me some hot, hard sex. I am not sure how many times he sent me over before he came, but it was a very intense session for me. Once he had finished, we lay there for a while, both of us out of breath. I could feel him still inside me, slowly contracting as he lost his hardness. Finally, we rolled apart.
        “Wow!” he said. “That was some hot sex.”
        “Yes, we did very well,”
        “Very well?” he repeated. “Better than that. It was amazing.”
        I was happy that we both had a good night. I lay on my side, and he lay pressed against my back with his arm around me. We talked for a little bit until the sleepover came to us.

Steve:-
        When we woke up, it was still early, and so there was time for some more fun before we had to go and get ready for breakfast. I remembered the story about how Lizamoa had changed the sex life with Joseph by telling him what to do in the bedroom, so I decided to try a variation of that.
        “Now Lizamoa, you are not with your husband, who you can boss and order around. You are with me now. And you are going to do exactly what I tell you to.”
        At first, she was a bit surprised by this, by my stern voice. But Lizamoa is a smart lady; she quickly caught on. When she noticed the smile I was trying to keep off my face, she began to play along.
        “Oh yes, Steve,” she said. “I want to be a good girl for you. I want to please you and do anything you say.”
        “Anything?” I asked.
        She stopped and thought about that for a moment. Probably wondering what anything might be. Then she quietly said, “Yes, Steve, anything.”
        “That’s more like it,” I said, standing with my hands on my hips. ”This bossing the men around in bed has got to stop, right now!”
        “Yes, Steve,” she said quietly with her head lowered.
        “I am the boss, and you will do exactly what I tell you. Is that clear?”
        “Yes, Steve. What does Daddy Steve want his little girl to do?” she asked.
        “I am going to lie on my back, and you are going to make me nice and hard.”
        “Ohh, yes, I want to make you happy with me.”
        I lay back on the bed, and Lizamoa kneeled on the bed beside me. She took my cock in her hand while she cupped my balls with her other hand. As my erection grew, she leaned forward to flick at the head with her tongue. Then she ran the tip of her tongue right down its length until she reached my balls. Then right back up its length to the head again.
        “Now I am going to lie back on the bed, and you are going to make love to me. I want you to make me cum,” I ordered.
        “Yes, Daddy,” she said. “I am going to make daddy do the cum. I am going to make him cum the best cum he has ever made.”
        She rolled on top of me, and I easily found her wet pussy. Once she had me deep inside her, she began moving her hips so I almost pulled right out of her before she sank down on to me again.
        She was so careful to control her movements. Taking it slowly at first until she noticed my body reacting to her, and then building speed to match my building excitement. But I could also tell that she was well on the way as well.
        Then I was almost at my climax. I reached up with my hand and gave her a rather hard slap on her bum. She let out a cry of surprise. I reached up with my other hand and slapped her other cheek, and she came straight away. The feeling of her pussy contracting around me was enough to send me into my orgasm as well. And she did keep her promise, as my orgasm was a very strong one too. I don’t know if it was the best I’d ever had, but it was well up there with the best.
        We were then getting towards the time for us to get up. We had a shower together, and I think we must have taken longer than we intended because when I got out, I discovered we were running late.
        As I hurried to get dressed, I told her we were running late, but she still stayed in the shower, and so I grabbed my gear I left the room.
        When I got back to my room, I just had enough time to get changed before we had to leave to go down for breakfast.

                (Steve) Well, that is our story of the night after the dominoes game.
                        Lizamoa was great fun, and I enjoyed being with her.

                                (Liz) We enjoyed being with each other more like.
                                        Love from Steve and Lizamoa.

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