From: Squire Hobbit Subject: STORY: THE HOUSE GUEST Date: Wed, 02 Oct 1996 21:54:59 -0400 DISCLAIMER If you are not old enough to vote or if stories containing spanking, bondage, or sexual content offend you please don't read. PUBLIC SERVICE MESSAGE Always practice "Safer Sex" when during any activity involving the exchange of bodily fluids, because even the best sex is not worth dying for. "THE HOUSE GUEST" I had been considering renting out a room in my house for several weeks when I got the letter from an old Navy buddy. Elmer "Animal" (He had earned that nickname because whenever he got bored, he took great pleasure in entertaining us with his impersonation of the character from the "Muppet" show.) I hadn't heard from my old pal in about a year. His daughter, Sarah was going to be attending UVM in the fall. Elmer wanted to know If I could suggest some appropriate apartment buildings to try and find a place for Dawn to live. Elmer should have known that I would probably insist that Dawn stay with me. although he would never presume and ask, that is just how we had always been if one of us needed help we just did and there was no considering it. (I couldn't help but smile, the last time I had seen her, she had just turned ten and upset about being called "half pint".) Informing me in your best grown up girl voice that you were no longer a child and that a nick name like Half Pint was no longer appropriate for you. Of course there was no question about Dawn staying any where but with me. I had plenty of room so there was no reason for her father to pay for an apartment in addition to her tuition. Elmer and I decided that Dawn would stay at my home. I made arrangements with a local Interior decorator to come and redecorate the guest bedroom and bathroom in a style sure to be tasteful and appealing to a young woman. I was apprehensive since I had never had to look after a young woman before. I realized that her parents had raised her strictly but lovingly. They had instilled early in her life a strong sense of right and wrong. Her parents and I also felt the same way about applying a firm hand to a bare behind when called for so I thought things would go quite smoothly. Well... Dawn arrived on the Thursday before Labor day so she'd have time to get familiar with the area before classes started. I almost didn't recognize her I was still expecting to see that mischievous ten year-old. Nine years had altered her appearance considerably. She had blossomed into quite a stunning young woman even in her ragged Jeans and oversized T-shirt. "Hi 'Half Pint'...OOPS sorry Dawn I forgot you're too old to be called that." "That's OK, Sir, I really don't mind all THAT much." You replied with the same grin from years back. "WOW" you exclaimed with delight when you saw your room. "You didn't have to go to all that trouble." "No trouble, nothings too good for Elder's kid. Go ahead and get settled in, Dinner will be ready in about an hour, your bathroom is through that door and there are clean towels if you want to shower before we eat." I said, really beginning to enjoy having Dawn around. "What are we having for dinner?" you asked hoping for a certain answer. "Well, take a sniff I think you should still be able to recognize it." I replied "Tuner Sqwiggler" you asked, smiling broadly using the name you had called it when you were four. "Yelp, welcome to your new home." I filled your plate with "sqwiggler" giving you most of the crusty edge, knowing how you loved it. Sarah, keep your room clean and pick up after your self. No, Alcohol in the house, and If you have young men over I trust you to behave like a young lady. "One last thing please check with me before using my computer." "That's not going to be a problem I promise you, My parents would expect nothing less of me at home." The first few weeks seemed to go fairly smoothly as we adjusted to the new routine until one afternoon I went into my den and found my computer on. I decided not to say anything as there was always the possibility that I had left it on myself. Over the next few days I noticed that you were acting a bit more distant and subdued around me. I wasn't sure what the problem was or how to approach the situation. This situation provided its own solution as they often do.. I returned home from work Friday evening to find my monitor on again but this time there were several windows minimized. Finally I was going to be able to answer for certain whether I was just getting forgetful or if You had been disobeying me. One by one I maximized the windows, shocked by what I found. "Laura's Spanking Corner, Wulfram's Gallery, and Alt.Sex.Spanking." Not only had you broken your promise to me, you had violated my trust by sneaking onto my computer, to look at THIS!!! I was as hurt as I was angry, After turning the monitor around to face the door. I got a soda from the refrigerator and tried to calm down listening to some Jazz. I knew what I should do, but would I be able to perform the task properly? Would I be able to deal with you as a naughty brat and not be embarrassed or swayed by your youthful beauty? Would I be able to give you the sound bare bottomed spanking that you had coming. My answer came soon enough as I heard you car pull into the yard. "Hey, John I'm home, do you want to split a pizza??" "You ask un-concerned." "Dawn we can discuss that later, can I see you for a moment in my den, please?" I asked casually. "Sure, what's up John?" Your eyes widen and you gasp as you see the monitor displaying the evidence against you. "Dawn, Re fresh my memory, didn't I ask you not to use my computer with out checking with me young lady?" "Ye..Yes Sir." "Did you ask for permission?" "No sir, I'm really, extremely sorry." 'Dawn, can you give me any explanation of just why in the HELL you've been looking at this?'??" 'It's kind of personal, sir.' 'I know that is an unacceptable answer but that is all I can tell you at this time.' "Well, Dawn, I suppose that doesn't really matter at this point." I am VERY disappointed in you, not only did you violate my trust you disobeyed me. You are going to receive the severe punishment you deserve. "I am going to give you a good, long, hard old fashioned spanking on your bare behind young lady." "Oh, No Your not. Your not my Daddy and besides I'm way too old for a spanking of any kind." You insist, stamping your foot. "Very well, young lady if that's the way you feel." I declare barely concealing my outrage. "I'll give you one week to decide. Either you take a prolonged spanking form me for breaking my rules and for the filth you've been looking at and your disrespectful language. You have the option of moving back home to your parents after I explain why. We both know that not only would that mean an end to UVM for you but I am certain that both your mother and Father would be blistering your bottom. "You must understand young lady, I care about you and that is why I have gone to such lengths to make my home pleasant for you. I do not appreciate how you have decided to show your appreciation. You were raised better than that!" I lecture in a calm and measured tone. I see that your face has gone pale and you are fighting back tears. "Go to your room young lady, I still love you but I can't look at you right at this moment and you have some serious soul searching to do." I explain in a choked voice. "Bu...but I..." Your voice trails off as you see me turn the monitor back around and focus my attention back on the computer again. You turn and leave the room badly shaken finally beginning to realize the level of sadness and frustration I was feeling and the extent of your disobedience. The intervening week was very depressing each of us keeping to our selves except for a couple of hushed telephone calls I heard you making and occasionally bumping into each other in the kitchen. As much as I wanted you to stay I was glad that the time for your decision was close. I couldn't live like this for much longer. I would have your final decision the following afternoon. As I arrived home from work Thursday afternoon a Fed-EX truck was just pulling up to the house with a large package for you. I signed for it and left it propped against your bedroom door. I was curious about the contents of the package from your Mother. Friday afternoon I left work early, your car was in the yard but there was no sign of you anywhere. I went in to my den and found a large wooden hairbrush sitting on my desk with a note attached. The note was shakily hand written which read: "Sir, I'm so very sorry, I want to stay here we both know what must happen to me, I'm in my room, Sir." Please... love Dawn I took a deep breath and picked up the hairbrush and the note. I knew what I must do, but could I keep this strictly punishment. I must not allow my sexual joy of spanking or my lustful feelings for this young woman interfere. As I climbed the stairs I realized that I was not going to be able to fully hide my desires. I Already felt guilty about my feelings for my best friends' daughter. This young woman was sixteen years my junior. She answered almost immediately when I knocked. "Come in." The sight that greeted me took my breath away. You were standing in the corner dressed as a school girl pleated plaid skirt completes the look. You raised your skirt up above your waist like a naughty girl should. Displaying a tightly stretched pair of white cotton panties, a white blouse, ankle socks and saddle shoes. You had carefully brushed your hair into pigtails tied with pink ribbons. In front of the bed was a straight backed chair that I immediately sat in and looked at you for a few moments. "Dawn, come over here please, it's time." "Yes, Sir," you replied making sure that your skirt didn't drop while you walked over to stand by my right side. I took hold of your wrist and began to pull you over my knee as you let out a stifled sob and a tear rolled down your cheek. After you were in position I held your hip with my left hand and ran the palm of my right hand over your panty covered bottom and your bare thighs. "Young lady this is only going to be the first part of a very sound and embarrassing spanking." Smack, Smack. Smack, Smack. "By the time I'm through with you today young lady your bottom will be crimson and you will be blubbering like a baby, is that understood young lady?" "Yes, sir." you sob softly "I deserve it." Smack! Smack! "Ohhhh" Smack! Smack! "Oowww" Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! "That stings" Smack! "That" Smack! "Is" Smack! "the" Smack! "idea" Smack! "little" Smack! "girl" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "OOwwwweeeeaahh" SMACK! By know You are beginning to squirm on my lap as the sting and heat begin to build in your tender backside. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "I'm sooooo Sorry I'll be good I promise." A pink blush has started to grow out from beneath your panties and spread across the tops of your thighs. You look startled as I stand you back on your feet in front of me, fondling your bottom. "Don't get the wrong idea young lady your spanking has hardly begun." I explain as I hook my fingers in the elastic waist band of your panties. "Please sir not on my bare it will hurt too much and if you pull them down like this you'll see my pu. . . my privates." "You've earned a good spanking and that's what you're going to get and you had been warned that I was going to make this very embarrassing for you." I continued as I pulled your panties down to mid thigh turning them inside out as I went exposing to my amazement a freshly shaved pubic mound. You quickly cover your mound with both hands. SMACK! SMACK! I give you a hard swat on each bare cheek. "Keep your hands at your side!" I warned "Tell me why you are being spanked Young Lady." "B...Be.."Because I broke your rules and looked at naughty things on your computer." you responded quietly, staring at the carpet. "Back over my knee Dawn" You climbed quickly back into position wanting to get the spanking over with and clenching your cheeks tightly together once you were in position. SMACK! SMACK! I spank you once on the top of each thigh. "Ouch, please not there" "Keep your cheeks un-clenched, straighten out your toes so the tops of your toes are touching the carpet, and point your toes in towards each other and spread your legs a bit" I instruct. You comply immediately despite how expoused this position leaves you. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! each swat flattens your bottom and causes your bottom to wiggle. I pick up the hair brush and rest it on your warm pink butt. "Young lady, I'm going to give you seventy-five with the brush. You will be required to count the last fifteen if you miss count any of the last fifteen. I will start the last fifteen over again!" !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! After the first ten with the brush you are beginning to squirm and cry real tears. I run my palm slowly over your cheeks, straying slightly into the cleft between your cheeks towards the exposed openings. !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! After twenty brush strokes you begin to plead for the spanking to end and you are squirming even more as the tears flow freely down your cheek. !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! !SMACK! At thirty you are waving your legs about and your pleas are becoming more urgent but we both know that I'd be doing you no favor by stopping now. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! After forty I increase the intensity of your spanking as you are writhing and squirming trying to minimize the pain but you bravely do not attempt to cover your bottom as you begin crying loudly. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! after fifty I notice a distinct moisture on your inner thighs and that the lips of your sex are becoming very wet and engorged. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK! !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! "That was sixty young lady, I expect you remember what comes next?" "Y. . . Ye. . . Yes Sir" You whimper as your scarlet bottom throbs sending feelings all over your young body. "I must count the last fifteen and they start over if I miss count." !!SMACK!! "One Sir." !!SMACK!! "Two Sir"!!SMACK!! and it continues as you blubber like a baby, your bright red butt squirming wildly displaying quite a show of your charms you somehow manage to keep count so as the last strokes come !!SMACK!! "Fourteen Sir"!!SMACK!! "Fifteen Sir." I gently stroke your hot crimson bottom, no longer completely resisting your charms as I slip my hand briefly deeper, running a finger lightly over the seam of your opening. (Was I imagining things, were you pushing back against my finger. Did we share the same emotions?) I shook my head and gathered my thoughts as I rubbed cold cream in to your punished bottom and thighs before I let you up. You dance around rubbing your beautiful crimson bottom for a few moments. I give you a hug and tell you that I think you took your punishment well. "Dawn your punishment is over for today." You have another coming tomorrow for lying to me and violating my trust. I'm going to be harder on you for that since I feel that your deception is the most serious of your offenses. "As part of that punishment you will have to decide what position you will be in and how exposed you will be, and what you will be punished with." "Yes, sir I guess I really do have it coming since you've been so wonderful to me." "Young Lady, you just maybe learning something from this, You'll have to stay in your room tonight, I'll bring you some dinner later and we will resume after breakfast in the morning. "I'll expect you at the table at 6am sharp." I return to my room and take a long cold shower after dealing with the "discomfort" caused by having you over my lap. Tomorrow is both too far away and too close I thought as I got dressed to bring you your dinner. Promptly at six, you are sitting on a pillow at the kitchen table as I finish making our breakfast. It is obvious that you are having a difficult time sitting but you maturely accept that as part of your punishment. "John, after this morning I think I may be able to explain why I was looking at that on your computer." After a hearty breakfast of Canadian Bacon home fries and eggs I send you back up to your room. "I'll be upstairs in an hour and I expect you to be ready." "Yes sir I will be, I wont disappoint you" That was probably the longest hour I had ever experienced as my excitement and anticipation grew as did my determination to soundly punish you. I went back upstairs wondering what form you had chosen for your punishment. As I enter your room there is an odd shaped pillow on the bed on top of two other pillows. You are standing in your short silk kimono robe, which you untie and drop as I close the door behind me. You are nude except for your pink satin bra and matching panties. You remove your bra exposing your pert breasts to my feasting eyes. You retrieve an 18" long, thick leather three tailed tawse out of your dresser drawer and lay it on the bed. "Please pull my panties down all the way to my ankles, Sir." You quietly plead. I sit on the edge of the bed and slowly lower your skimpy panties to the floor exposing your shaved pubis once again. You step out of your panties and climb on top of the pile of pillows. Bottom bared, sticking high in the air, with you in position legs spread, exposing your self fully. I pick up the tawse and slowly draw it across your pert round bottom and across and between your thighs as I scold you. "Young lady, you violated my trust and you broke your word to me and that is the most unacceptable of your behavior and I intend to thoroughly punish you as you seem to understand. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! I begin your strapping with a sound stroke to each buttock the tips curling into your crease. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! 'EeeeeYeeeoooooowww' The third and fourth strokes land where buttocks meet thighs and curls in to your inner thigh. I cross from one side of your narrow bed to give full coverage to your naughty behind. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! by the fifth & sixth strokes you are sobbing steadily and dancing your backside under my strokes. !!SMACK!! !!SMACK!! Your bottom is growing red and you begin to arch your back more to raise your butt up to meet each stroke!!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! !!!SMACK!!! At twenty you are blubbering and kicking your legs wildly and your tail looks as if it is on fire. I run my hands all over your exposed backside and deeply into your crease. I discover your saturated pussy. "You seem to be enjoying this young lady, see if you enjoy this." !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! !!!!SMACK!!!! This last batch leaves you at the brink of orgasm as I spank your exposed inner thighs and swollen labia Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank, Spank as you experience an earth shattering orgasm. Calming down, you smile up at me as you roll of the pillows and onto your side. "I've got a confession to make to you. Ever since I last saw you when I was ten years-old, I have fantasized about being severely punished by you, I couldn't tell you that yesterday." You blush deeply as you continue, "I used to lie face down on my bed and push my panties down imagining it was you pulling them down. I'd touch myself you know 'there' thinking about you smacking my bare fanny." That being said you un-buckle my belt and un-zip my trousers pushing them down to my ankles along with my briefs. Gently grasping my swollen manhood with both hands, you lick your lips and pull me down on to the bed. Moving your tear streaked face closer to my erect cock. "House Guest" Part 2 Our relationship changed we became lovers of a sort, since she was still a virgin. I had found a naughty brat/lover who wanted a spanking as much as I wanted to spank her. Bj was very happy and content for several weeks and she would come into my room at night naked and snuggle up next to me under the covers. Everything seemed to be going well until the beginning of the second month that she lived with me. She seemed to be getting moodier and less responsible about chores, I suspected it might have something to do with the fact that she hadn't received a spanking recently. One afternoon about two weeks before my birthday I returned from work early and found Bj bent over the back of the sofa. She was fully dressed wearing the light blue velvet dress I had sent her for Christmas. There was a thick three tailed Scottish tawse lying next to her. "What is all this about young lady?" I asked as I fondled her pert round backside. "I got a $100.00 speeding ticket, John and I really deserve to be severely punished." "I agree completely Bj, I think five strokes on your bare bottom with the tawse for each $10.00 of the should do the job properly." With almost a contented sigh you reach back and slowly lift your skirt exposing your girlish pink polka-dot panties. After your dress is raised up out of the way I pull your right arm firmly behind your back and give you a hearty panty warming with my bare hand. You wiggle and moan as the first few blows smack against your sexy rump. By the time I have delivered thirty swats you are beginning to sob softly. I press my fingers in between your legs that you spread slightly allowing easier access I gently rub the growing wet spot. "It's time to continue little one." I say as I pick up the tawse and you push your panties down to your knees. Realizing that this will and must be a real hard spanking you place both hands behind your back and wiggle your hips so that your panties fall completely off. You open your legs wide pointing your toes inward, fully exposing your naughty and delightful charms. I grasp both wrists firmly and raise the strap and bring it down with a loud crack across the fullest part of your bottom. You sigh deeply as the first of many strokes kisses your pale rump. Your reactions grow louder and more plaintive as the strapping continues. "Please John not so hard" Smack! "They must be hard for the spanking to teach you a lesson that you will remember young lady." "I'm sorry I wont be naughty ever again." Your pleas fall on deaf ears since we both know that I wouldn't be doing you any favors by going easier on you. By the time the final stroke lands your entire buttocks and parts of your inner thighs are crimson. The strapping has left you weeping. You rise and remove your dress leaving you delightfully naked. You quickly undress me and pull me down to the floor with you on top. Grinning from ear to ear you hold up a kiss of mint condom. "Now I can suck you completely and in joy it all honey." You chirp happily as you slide down my body. Rolling condom over my throbbing erection you take me deep into your throat. We begin passionately feasting orally on each other. Sensuously you begin bobbing your head up and down my shaft as I pull you around and take my first taste of your succulent nectar. Using my fingers and tongue I fondle, probe, and suck returning the oral delights you are giving me until we climax simultaneously, and you drift off into a contented sleep. I carry you naked up to your room and tuck you into bed. The next morning I awake to find you humping yourself to climax against my hairy thigh as your breasts sway in front of me. "Good morning John" you say with a smirk. "Don't make any plans for your birthday, I've got special plans for you." "I'm going to be keeping a punishment journal of all the things I don't get caught for" You add with a lascivious grin. "That sounds like something we should have started before this young lady!" On the morning of my birthday I wake up early to find you already awake heading for the shower. "Do you want to join me in the shower sweetie?" you ask knowing that I will. "Honey, that is the silliest question I've ever heard you ask, of course I'll join you." You get the shower going and are already wet by the time I join you. You soap the upper half of my body with your breasts and then wash the lower half with your soapy behind. Once you have gotten me all clean, I begin washing you all over, paying particular attention to your breasts, bottom, and labia. When the water turns cold we get out and slowly dry each other off=2E After breakfast you chase me out of the house so you can prepare for my surprise. I return several hours later after playing a round of golf with my best friend and you greet me wearing your long terry cloth robe. "I'm glad you're home sweetie, I've been so naughty and I'm getting so horny." "Close your eyes" You request as you lead the way upstairs. You lead me into the guest room and place something in my hands. "Please read this and call me back in when you've read it." You ask as you step out into the hallway. I open my eyes to find that you have converted the guest room into "the Principal's office." The book you have handed me is your punishment book. I glance quickly at your entries. The violations Include rudeness to your teachers, not completing your homework, Getting caught smoking and many other infractions of the school rules. "Bj!" I call. You knock timidly on the door, "Come in here young lady." You take my breath away as you walk in wearing an exact replica of the cheerleaders uniform that the cheerleaders at my high school wore. You have done the impossible, transformed an absolutely woman into an even more desirable woman. I can already feel an intense throbbing in my loins. You have removed what little makeup you usually wear from your face and brushed your hair into pigtails tied with ribbon. "Young lady your behavior is completely unacceptable." I scold. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be naughty I just couldn't help it." You attempt to explain. "That won't do at all and it doesn't even address your homework." "You are going to get soundly spanked on your bare backside and if I have any trouble from you are going to get a taste of the strap. Do I make myself clear?" "B. . . but I d. . . don't want a spanking, can't you give me another punishment. I'm way to old for a spanking." You whine. "You are dangerously close to getting the strap as well, just keep it up." I warn. I bring my chair around my desk and sit down. "Lift your skirt all the way up." You hesitate for only a moment before you force your trembling hands to raise your skirt. I reach forward and pull you closer as I pull your panties down to mid thigh, my heart skips a beat as I realize that you have shaved your pubic mound completely bald. My trembling erection threatens to rip through my trousers. I drag you across my lap and begin applying moderate strokes to your pert backside after briefly caressing the cool surface. SMACK! "Ouch please, that hurts my little bottom" you sob as the strokes continue to fall. Smack, swat, slap. I continue spanking your wriggling with firmer and firmer strokes increasing the redness in your full behind. "Oh, no please no more I've learned my lesson." You plead as you reach back and cover your glowing fanny with your hand. "That will cost you young lady. Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. I spank the back of each thigh twice, as you flail your legs about wildly. "After I finish your hand spanking you are going to get six with the strap." Smack, spank, swat. I continue the spanking with rapid bursts of hard swats, as you begin to sob in earnest and arch your naughty bottom up to meet my punishing hand. When your backside is hot to the touch and glowing red I stop spanking you and run my palm over your quivering red globes, feeling the intense heat I have caused. I lift you to your feet and unzip your skirt so that it falls onto the floor along with your panties and I turn you to face my desk. Understanding immediately what is expected of you, you bend across and grab the other side as I pick up the tawse with one hand and grasp your right wrist with the other. Smack, "Please I'll be so very good." Splat, OOOwwaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. Swat, Yeeooowww, You turn as the third stroke lands causing the fourth to land at the very base of your buttock and curl around in between your cheeks. Smack, Oh, no more please, I'm really sorry you sob. Smack, Smack. The last two are the hardest and they leave an 'X' pattern across your crimson behind. Unable to restrain myself any longer I plunge my hand deeply between your thighs and firmly caress your dripping lips. You stay stretched across the desk for a few minutes enjoying the tender touch of my fingers before you rise and remove your sweater and bra. hugging me close you whisper in my ear, "Take me honey, take my cherry for your birthday." I quickly drop my trousers as you bend back over the desk resting on your elbows so that I may play with your soft breasts. I kneel behind you and slowly lick your bald mound before probing my tongue deep into your virgin orifice reveling in the sweetness of your nectar. "Please take me now, I can't stand it any longer honey." I stand behind you and tease your clit with my engorged penis before slipping the head between your labia, sliding forward until I meet resistance. You push back hard onto me gasping sharply at the momentary pain as you become a woman and we fall into a steady rhythm that is rather animalistic in passion. I hold off my ejaculation as long as I can, but your tight vagina brings me rapidly to a mind numbing orgasm, which triggers an intense orgasm for you. When I have recovered some strength I pick you up by the hips and you wrap your legs tightly around my waist. I carry you down the hall to what has become our bed room to continue playing with my special Birthday present. The End????? Any and all comments greatly appreciated (jgoetz@websense.net)