I was randy myself now, and the idea of my doing it to Mary really got me going.
“Should we do it now?” I asked. “You’ve got me going, and I don’t think I could walk
upright down the street.”
I could see Mary’s brain turning over, and her eyes flicked as she thought about it.
“Ok,” she said. “Will we do it here?”
“Yes. Stand up.”
Mary stood in front of me. I lifted her dress and pulled on her pants until they were
down, and she stepped out of them as I held up her dress.
“Don’t just look, Tommy. Kiss me or something.”
“I can’t help it, sweetheart. I can never get enough of looking at you. The slightest
thing we do I want to last forever, so you will have to get used to it because I’ll never
stop,”
I lingered, kissing her belly, thighs and Lady Jane. Mary held me tightly to her,
rubbing her fingers through my hair.
“Oooh, Tommy, you’re driving me crazy. Use you tongue.”
I did as she said. “What about your suspenders and belt? Should I take them off for
you?”
“No, take your trousers off.” Mary moved her hands, grabbing at my belt as I stood up
again and moved a straight-backed chair from under the table.
Mary had left her pants where they lay, as I did with my trousers, and I sat on the chair
and guided Mary over my knee. The sight of her was breathtaking, and I could feel my
manhood throbbing against the pit of her belly as I stroked her bare bottom and back. I
drummed on her buttocks lightly and slapped a little.
“Not hard enough, Tommy,” Mary said as she lay across both my knees, her head down and
hands on the floor.”
“Just admiring you,” I told her, and tried to judge it to be the same as last night’s
slap and slapped her right cheek, and then moved her away from me a bit as I slapped her
left one, and then across the two of them.
“Ow, mmm, ow,” she uttered quietly.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hit so hard,” I told her, massaging her cheeks.
“No, it’s all right. That was just about right,” Mary said. “Don’t stop, “Don’t slap in
the same place. Move about.”
I did as I was bade, and did some hard drumming over every inch of Mary’s bottom, the
‘ow’ she uttered was not that it hurt so much but more like some little moans. I massaged
some more and smacked all around her cheeks again.
“That’s it, Tommy. Keep doing that until I say stop.”
I slapped, and she moved a little to offer the part of her cheek nearer to her hip. I
massaged, and she groaned. I slipped my hand down between her thighs to feel her Lady
Jane and massaged some more. She moaned again, and her bum rose to meet my hand. I held
her cheeks, and just where the top of her legs meet her bottom and curved, I rained down a
flurry of lighter slaps. Her “Oh! Oh, Oh,” corresponded with each slap, until she said,
“Stop now. No more.”
I stopped, and Mary lay there for a moment or two as I, not daring to touch her bottom,
slipped my hand between her thighs again. Mary straightened up, kneeling beside me, and I
lowered my face to hers. Our lips met, kissing, and as we both stood. Gently, I turned
her to face the table, easing her over it. She was bent over, her breast on the table,
and her face lying sideways with eyes closed as I lifted her dress.
There did not seem to be any problem with Mary’s Lady Jane this time as I just eased in.
Besides this, it felt maybe a little more intense just using the top of my member, and I
was definitely able to move a lot faster as I pumped eagerly for some seconds before I
pushed in as deeply as it would go. Her Lady Jane felt just about as tight as it was
before, but the use of Vaseline never entered my head. Anyway, we had left it upstairs.
I could feel the heat from Mary’s rosy bottom on the base of my stomach as I lay against
her back.
“Tell me when,” I panted hoarsely, as Mary started to make sounds again and raised
herself up onto her elbows, pushing back towards me.
“Oh Tommy, Tommy! Faster, faster, harder oh, uh, oh, now, now!”
I moved as fast as I could, keeping it to the short thrusts and making some noises
myself. It was so intense that it was all over within minutes of starting.
We both collapsed, Mary onto the table and me onto her, but we could not stay like this
with Mary pressed against the table, so I stood up and brought Mary up straight with me.
We stood leaning against each other, hugging.
“Phew! Tommy, that’s got my knees all shaky. It’s only been a few times, but I just
can’t believe the size of that monster. I feel so stretched and packed.” She leaned
against me, trembling slightly.
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