Bedtime with Kelly 6
by Kelly Adams (kelly_h_adams@hotmail.com)
Hello there, lover, it's me again. God, look at you; I just
have to walk in the door and already you're sporting a
hard-on. Well, don't just stand there; drop your drawers and
let me take a look. Mmmm, yes, just like I remember it.
Well, I'm going to tease and please that bad tonight,
let me tell you.
Yes, that's right, I have my bag with me again tonight. No,
sorry, I'm not going to tell you what's inside it tonight
either; you're just going to have to wait and see. Trust me,
you will be quite pleased. I'll just set the bag down over
here for now while we get comfortable up on the bed.
Sure, you can keep your pants off. You know how much I like
to look at your hard cock. Almost as much as I like to touch
it. May I? Thank you. How does that feel, me stroking my
hand up and down your shaft? Oh no, don't do that! You'll
want to be hard for later. I guess I'd better stop stroking
you for now and get on with the story. Oops, look there,
there's just a bit of pre-cum escaping from your cockhead.
We can't leave that just sitting there now, can we? Here,
let me lick that off for you... Mmmm. You taste just as good
as always dear. I could just... but no, we have to have the
story first. Don't worry, you'll like this story, I promise.
It's another about Gretchen and me. Ah, I knew that
would get your attention. I swear, you like Gretchen more
than you like me, and you've never even met Gretchen!
This happened in the summer between our junior and
senior years of college. Once again we stayed in an
apartment in town, just a few blocks away from campus. We
had the top floor of a two floor house which had been
converted into two sets of apartments, although there wasn't
anyone staying in the bottom-floor apartment over the
summer. Good thing, too, because Gretchen and I made a lot
of noise... Pardon? Well, what do you think we were doing?
Mmmm, that's right. Fucking each other silly. Man, that
Gretchen, sometimes she screams so loud during sex I swear
you can hear her in the next county! Especially when I go
down on her, thrusting my finger in and our of her twat
while I suck on her hard little clit... Whoops, getting a
bit off track here. Sorry.
So, things began one day when we got a lingerie catalog in
the mail. It was really addressed to the people who had
lived in the apartment before us, but the post office didn't
forward it. I was sitting on the couch when Gretchen got
home from work, paging through the catalog and
absentmindedly rubbing my through my shorts.
I'll tell you something about lingerie catalogs. Now I know
how you like to look at them. It's no surprise that you
pick out a and fantasize about her while you jack off.
Let me tell you, if I were posing for one of those catalogs,
it would really turn me on thinking about the hundreds of
thousands of with their hands on their cocks imagining
that they were doing it with me. But for like Gretchen
and myself, the catalogs serve a double duty. Not only can
we fantasize about the in the catalog, we can also
fantasize about wearing the lingerie ourselves, or imagine
our girlfriends wearing the provocative outfits. Plus, we
don't have to be embarrassed about keeping the catalogs
around; after all, who's going to question a woman looking
at a catalog of women's clothing?
When Gretchen saw me there on the couch she put her purse
down on the table and plopped down on the couch beside me. I
let her hand replace mine on my crotch so I could page
through the catalog for both of us. Gretchen told me that
she knew what Victoria's secret was: She was really a
lesbian! We chose our favorite from the catalog and
described to each other what we would do to each of them.
Gretchen slipped her hand down inside my shorts and and moved a finger in my while she described how she
would lick the of a really cute short-haired who was wearing a frilly green teddy in the catalog. I came
all over Gretchen's hand then gave her a big deep kiss to
show my appreciation. Then I picked out a bosomy wearing an elaborate lingerie set--you know, bra, panties,
stockings, garter belt, the works--and described to Gretchen
how I would suck on the woman's nipples.
Soon we had discarded the catalog and gotten into a hot 69
there on the couch. Gretchen was on top, and she was lapping
away at my juicy while I rammed my tongue in and out
of her own hot wet cunt. We hadn't even bothered to get
fully undressed; we just quickly stripped out of out bottom
garments and immediately went at it. We kept at each other
until we shared a wonderful orgasm, coming with our faces
buried in each other's pussies.
Normally that would have been enough for us, but Gretchen
and I soon found ourselves drawn back to the catalog.
Sitting on the floor with our bare bottoms we once again
paged through the pages, looking at the women in their sexy
outfits. It was Gretchen who came up with the great idea.
With our birthdays coming up soon, we decided to pick out
for the other an outfit that we really wanted to see the
other wearing. Then on the weekend between our birthdays we
would put on the outfit that had been piked out for us and
show it off.
Yes, that's right, Gretchen and I were born just a week
apart, though of course we didn't know that until we met as
freshman roommates. Gretchen's the one, of course; it
would have been embarrassing to have a younger woman teach
me about the joys of sex, wouldn't it?
So, the next day before Gretchen got home I paged through
the catalog until I found the perfect out fit for her: a
lacy purple cami and thong set, so sheer that you could
practically see through it, and a matching lacy half robe.
As much as I liked it, Gretchen rarely wore frilly
underwear. Her idea of daring was little flower patterns on
a pair of cotton panties. I didn't know what it was with
her; she obviously enjoyed looking at lingerie, but wouldn't
wear it herself. Well, this time she wouldn't be able to
refuse!
The next week leading up to the event went by at a crawl.
Gretchen had to work late every night so we didn't get much
time together. Her birthday was on Wednesday and I took her
out to a nice restaurant for lunch. All I could think about
while looking across the table at her was how badly I wanted
to fuck her. I kicked off my show and ran my foot along her
stockinged shin and thigh. We ended up interrupting our meal
to lock ourselves in the ladies room, where I pulled down
her pantyhose her a birthday tongue licking until she
came. One of the waitstaff knocked on the door after hearing
Gretchen scream, asking if everything was all right. But
when she saw Gretchen and I exit the ladies room together,
with Gretchen looking slightly disheveled, she figured out
what had gone on and her face turned a beet red. We just
smiled and returned to our meal. The waitress left her phone
number along with our bill, but that's yet another for
another time...
Finally Friday evening arrived. After a low-key eat-in
dinner, Gretchen and I retrieved our respective presents for
each other, wrapped up in gift packaging. The excitement was
almost palpable; after a week-long build up I just had to
see Gretchen in the sexy lingerie I had picked out for her.
It didn't matter that I'd seen her naked hundreds of times,
the thing about lingerie is that it hints and teases which
makes a woman wearing it even more sensual.
Since Gretchen was the oldest and already had her birthday,
I made her go first. She disappeared into the bedroom and
closed the door, appearing a few minutes later in the outfit
I had chosen for her. I almost died, she looked so sexy. She
complained about it being too frilly, but I told her that
she looked wonderful. The cami clung on to her and
stopped short of her belly button, showing off that
wonderful tight midriff of hers. The thong were cut
high, showing off the entirety of her bare things. I walked
over to her and slowly lowered the robe off her shoulders,
then began to rub her through the thin fabric. She
also smelled really good, wearing a perfume that I had never
encountered on her before. I took the robe from her and told
her turn around so that I could get a good look at her. The
thong ran up her butt crack, and I lightly massaged her bare
ass cheeks.
I leaned in to kiss her, but Gretchen stopped me. She told
me that there would be no loving until I put on her gift. I
was disappointed, but also excited, curious as to what
Gretchen had chosen for my gift. In an obvious mock fit, I
snatched the box containing Gretchen's present to me and
went into the bedroom, closing the door behind me.
Anxiously I undid the ribbon and opened the box. I honestly
did not know what to expect from Gretchen, and she had
resolutely refused to drop any hints over the past week.
However, I was quite surprised when I opened the box: a
black leather bustier which laced up the front, matching
black leather panties, and silky black which
attached via garters to the bottom of the bustier. It was
not at all what I would have picked out for myself, but
nonetheless I felt a thrill as I pulled the items out of the
box.
It took several minutes to get out of my clothes and into
the leather lingerie. Once I had gotten myself laced up, I
took a good look at myself in the full-length mirror on the
back of the door. In the tight black leather I looked almost
slutty, and the novel feeling of the leather against my skin
made me feel naughty. By the time I opened the door and
presented myself to Gretchen I was so turned on.
Gretchen made me turn around and give her a show like the
one she gave me. I told her that I worried about the leather
chaffing me, but she said not to worry, that I wouldn't have
it on for long!
We stood in the middle of the living room and kissed for a
while, our bodies separated only by the presents we had
bought for each other. Gretchen led me over to the couch and
sat me down, kneeling between my legs. She undid the straps
attaching my and pulled off my panties. Slowly she
ran her finger along my slit, telling me what a wonderful
pussy I had. I wanted her to lick me right away but she
refused, toying with my until I was begging her to eat
me. Finally she gave in and began to lick my cunt. She
pushed my thighs apart so far that I nearly felt like a
wishbone. I untied the laces of my bustier and pulled the
flaps apart, freeing my breasts. While Gretchen licked and
sucked away at my pussy, I rubbed my and pinched my
hard, sensitive nipples. I was in heaven, moaning
ecstatically as I felt a pent-up orgasm flow over my body.
It was so intense I nearly blacked out. When I returned to
Earth, Gretchen was smiling up at me from between my legs.
I had to have her.
I reached down and pulled off her cami, taking in the
fullness of her breasts. She climbed up onto the couch over
me, placing her crotch conveniently just below face level. I
pulled her thong down just far enough to expose her luscious
blonde pubes. I didn't make her beg, I dove right in to her
pussy. She thrust her crotch into my face, and I kept
licking at her until she was really wet and hot. Then I
removed my tongue and replaced it with my two fingers. She
began to hump my hand rhythmically while she presented her
bare to my lips. I kissed and caressed her while she fucked my hand, faster and faster, until she came.
Gretchen sat in my lap and we kissed some more. It was at
that point that I finally realized that I was in love with
Gretchen. Does that surprise you? That we could have been
having sex for nearly three years and only just then had I
realized that I loved her? Well it's true. What? Do I still
love her? Of course silly! Not that that has stopped me from
having good sex with others, as you well know!
Which brings us, I suppose, to what I've got in the bag.
Let's see here... Let me just get these out... Ta da! That's
right, I've brought along both outfits: the lacy purple
cami/thong set I got for Gretchen, and the leather lingerie
that Gretchen got for me. Now you have to decide: which one
of these outfits do you want me to put on? Choose quickly, I
haven't got all night...
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Choice A: lacy cami/thong:
Good choice, you know me well! I love to dress up in sexy,
feminine lingerie. Okay, you wait here while I go into the
bathroom and change...
...Now then, how do I look? Thank you, I feel sexy. Come
over here and give me a kiss. Mmmmm. Oh, yes, I like it when
you rub my like that, especially through the lace. Your
cock is still hard, and throbbing. Let's get down on the
floor. Pull aside my thong--see how hot and wet I am? I want
your cock inside me... Yes, oh yes... Thrust your hard cock
up inside me.
Oh baby yes. Fuck me. Oh god oh god it feels so good. Oh
fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Oh fuck me baby. Hold me tight. I want
you to keep fucking me until you come. Until you explode
inside me. Yes baby, keep going. Fuck me. Oh yes, baby, come
inside me. Oh god yes, I can feel your come, hot and warm,
spurting up into my cunt. Mmmmm, yes...
(jump down to the conclusion...)
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Choice B: leather bustier and panties:
Wow, who would have thought that you and Gretchen would have
something in common. You both like to see me in naughty
lingerie! Okay then, hold on to your cock while I step into
the bathroom to change. Keep it warm for me...
...Now then, how do I look? I feel naughty too! When I wear
an outfit like this I feel almost like a different woman.
Like I slut who can't wait to get a hold of your cock. Bring
it over here. It's so big, and hard. I can't decide
whether to take it in my mouth or in my pussy. How do you
want it? My pussy? I should have known!
I'll just get down here on the floor on my hands and knees.
Pull down my and give me your hard cock. Thrust it
up inside me, hard! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Faster!
Faster! Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh god, I'm
coming! Ooohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! YESSSS!
YESSSSS! YESSSS!
Now let me finish you off in my mouth. Come over here.
Mmmmmpphhhh. Mmmmmmm. You're close to coming yourself, I can
tell. Come in my mouth, I'll your jism.
MMmmmpppphhhhh. MMmmmmmppphhhhhh. Yes baby. Keep it coming.
Ooh yes, I love your come.
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Conclusion:
Well, that was fun, but I must be going. I'm just going to
put my coat on over my lingerie and drive home like this.
Gretchen's waiting there for me, and we're going to have
lots of fun tonight. Pleasant dreams!
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The Fine Print: This edition of "Bedtime with Kelly"
is copyright 1998 Kelly Adams.
Visit my site at http://www.asstr.org/~Kelly/
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