When we arrived home Sandy wanted to talk about the program. "I just loved the way Tammy had her nipples done, that was so neat. I want the same thing but at an angle."
I grinned at her, "Whatever you want is fine with me."
"I wonder why Frank didn’t talk more about female genital piercings?"
"I suspect he had enough people waiting that he wouldn’t have had time for any more piercings. There will be another program next week; in the meantime if you are serious I’ll see if I can talk Cora into doing your nips Monday."
Klaus and Kathy were having their own discussion about piercings. Kathy was determined, "I want a hood piercing!"
Klaus was just as determined, "You don’t need it."
"I didn’t say I need it, I said I want it."
This went on for several minutes as Sandy and I listened in, it was almost comical, like two little kids.
Finally Kathy hit a hot subject, "You need a PA also."
Klaus jumped up out of his chair. "I do not need any holes punched in me, particularly not there," as he started pacing the floor in front of the couch.
"I think you do. I love his PA," as she pointed at me, "And I want you to have one also."
That was about normal, I was right in the middle of the disturbance, again. Klaus looked at me as if daring me to agree with her, I raised my hands in surrender and kept quiet.
"But I don’t want one."
‘Well, I am going to get a hood piercing and you aren’t going to get lucky until you get a PA."
Klaus put his hands over his face, "You sure are demanding for a sub. Maybe you need a trip to the basement."
"I’ll scream and kick if you do, unless you agree to get that PA." She turned to Sandy, "You don’t mind sharing do you?"
Sandy was caught way off base, "Sharing what?"
Kathy pointed at me, "His PA. If Klaus is going to wimp out on me I want to play with his toy."
Before Sandy could answer, Klaus who was still pacing blurted out, "Wimp huh? You are really asking for it. If you are going to force me into this you are going to pay."
Kathy had to think about that for a moment, "What kind of pay?"
"You will look like a pincushion!"
Kathy grinned at him, "Really? When can we start?"
Klaus just shook his head, "I give up."
Maybe Klaus was through but Kathy wasn’t, "Just what do you have in mind?"
He came right back so quickly I knew he had been thinking about it long enough to be able to detail it with out a problem, "Something like Joan has. A vertical hood that continues thru the clit, a bunch of labia rings -- big rings at that. Also double piercings of your nipples, vertical barbells for stretchers and big rings for tugging."
I was surprised when she said, "When can we do it?"
He threw up his hands, "Whenever it can be arranged."
She agreed, "But you get the PA first so that you can’t back out at the last minute."
Klaus turned to me, "They will still be at the auditorium I would think. Go give them a call and see when it can be done."
I glanced at the clock, 10:30. I called and Cora answered the phone; I described what they wanted and she checked the jewelry supply. "I can do it but all the jewelry is 8 gauge or larger. I only have two more people here right now so bring them on."
Now Klaus wasn’t so sure that was a good idea but he got in the van and away we went.
Cora was just finishing with a set of nipples and Frank was watching her when we walked in. Frank motioned for Klaus to get on the table. Amazingly he did without a fuss. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Frank quickly told him, "Take them off."
Frank laid out the equipment and jewelry and began to clean the area. I noticed the ring, it was a six gauge; pretty big for a first piercing but I didn’t say anything.
Frank inserted the receiving tube and Klaus jumped. Frank said, "Ready?" and before he got an answer he pushed the needle through. Klaus grunted but otherwise was silent.
Frank picked up a taper, inserted an end of the horseshoe barbell in it and carefully pushed the needle out through the receiving tube. As the taper did its job Klaus moaned loudly.
Frank screwed the ball in place and said, "Done."
Klaus sat up and looked at it, "Damn that is big."
Frank said, "Sure is. I was just getting even."
"What do you mean, ’Getting even’, getting even for what?"
"I was drafted during World War Two and a German soldier shot me. Now I have put a hole in a German, I’m even."
"I assure you I have never shot anybody."
"That’s OK; I’ll let you pay for ‘The sins of the father’ anyway." He patted him on the shoulder and turned away grinning where Klaus couldn’t see it. That old man, look who’s talking, thought he was a comedian. I had to grin too, Klaus just looked dumbfounded.
There were a few drops of blood falling from the tip of Klaus’s cock, "Damn, I not only get blamed for shooting somebody, now I’m going to get blood all over my clothes."
Frank threw a small package at him, "Put this on and leave some extra space at the end." Klaus caught it looked a little surprised but put the condom on anyway. The dripping stopped.
Kathy was completely nude and lying on the table. Cora was quizzing her about the number of piercings she wanted, "You are sure you want all of them right now?"
"Yes, I’m going to be out of commission for a while so let’s do it all now and be ready to go in a few weeks instead of a few weeks several times."
Cora shrugged, "Better you than me, Honey." She prepped the nipples, marked them, installed the clamp and asked, "Ready?"
Kathy nodded; Cora pushed the needle vertically through the first nipple. Kathy screamed! Cora installed the barbell and asked, "Ready for the next one?" Again Kathy nodded; Cora repositioned the clamp and pushed the needle through horizontally. Another scream! Cora installed the ring.
She moved to the other side of the table, "Ready for this one now?" Again Kathy nodded. Cora placed the clamp and without warning pushed the needle through. Kathy was caught off guard and didn’t scream this time. Cora grinned about that as she installed the barbell and repositioned the clamp. Again the needle was through without a warning. She installed the ring and asked Kathy how she was feeling, "Pretty good considering you wouldn’t let me scream."
Cora giggled, "Serves you right for making all that noise. Now do you wish to continue?"
Again Kathy nodded. Cora began to prep the area starting with her hood and clit and working down to her lips. She inserted a receiving tube under the hood and asked, "Ready?"
Another nod from Kathy and the needle was through. Cora removed the receiving tube, lined up the needle with the clit and pushed it through. Kathy screamed and passed out.
Cora continued with the installation of a long barbell and quickly moved to do the lip piercings and then inserting three rings in each before Kathy woke up.
A few minutes later Kathy sighed and opened her eyes. As she began to focus Cora handed her the mirror so she could inspect her new decorations. Slowly she sat up and moved the mirror to every angle as she inspected first her lips and then her hood and clit.
She grinned a little and said, "Nice," before lying back down.
Ten minutes later she got off of the table and took a couple slow steps, then tried a couple a little faster. She walked down the four steps from the stage and then walked back up. She stopped at the top and shuddered as she gasped for air. Klaus quickly ran to her as her legs started to give way. He eased her to a chair and sat her down.
Kathy looked at him, "Oh my God, it’s true; walking up and down the stairs can cause an orgasm."
Cora came over to her and wiped a few drops of blood off of her breasts and taped sterile pads over the nipples. She also had Kathy stand for a moment as she taped a sanitary pad over her pussy.
Now it was Sandy’s turn to decide what she wanted. She stayed with her original idea of double barbells at a 45 degree angle. She took of her top and lay down on the table as I held her hand. Her piercings went quickly and silently; she never made a sound but nearly broke my hand.
She only took a minute to recover and hopped of the table. She was grinning as she looked at me, "Your turn."
What was she talking about, I already had a PA. "Sorry, I’m not on the schedule tonight."
Cora turned toward me, "Oh yes you are. You arranged for all of this and now it IS you turn. Drop ‘em and get you’re butt up on the table."
I should have known what was going to happen when I let the girls make their own decisions on something like this. I glanced at the equipment table and saw a horseshoe barbell there. So that was what they were up to, getting me a larger gauge ring. Okay, why not, I had been thinking about it anyway but I wasn’t thinking that big. The ring on the table looked like a four gauge; mine was an eight gauge; that meant skipping a size. Ouchy!
Since Frank had left Cora was going to do the dirty deed; from the smile on her face she was going to enjoy it too. I got my butt up on the table as instructed; I hate following directions, that’s why I retired.
She removed my pretty little horseshoe, cleaned the area and picked up a taper that looked as big as my arm. She lubed it; squirted a little lube in my pee hole, fastened the horseshoe to the taper and took a good grip of my cock. She began to insert the taper in that little pee hole. She didn’t have any trouble getting it to peek out through the piercing but it was stubbornly refusing to go any further. She pushed and it seemed to push back.
This continued for a couple minutes as she slowly convinced the piercing it was going to loose the battle. In the meantime it felt like she was using a red hot poker. I had decided that I was not going to make a sound but she was slowly destroying my determination.
Finally she had it almost all the way through. She stopped torturing me and went over and sat down with the girls who were comparing experiences. The fire in my cock was still blazing and I was sure smoke would soon be filling the room.
She waited a good fifteen minutes as my cock throbbed and burnt. When she returned the first thing she did was push on that taper and the smoldering fire began to blaze anew. I watched as she unscrewed the taper from the horseshoe and screwed the ball into the jewelry very tightly.
"All right, you can get up now. You also can stop holding your breath."
I got off of that table in record time before they thought of something else to do to me. I quickly discovered that this new doodad weighed about four times as much as the old one. As my feet hit the floor the jolt was clearly felt in my cock.
I pulled up my pants, looked at the other three newbies and said, "Well, it’s over so let’s go home."
Getting in the van with that monster was going to require a little different technique than I’d used before. The extra weight caused my cock to hang beside my balls when I sat down. There just wasn’t that much room between my legs; it got caught between my leg and my balls and it felt like Cora was back at work. The solution was to raise my cock, pull my balls straight out between my legs and let the cock rest on top of them; not all that easy with pants on.
By the time we arrived at the house my cock had begun to accept the new decoration and the stinging and throbbing had subsided. Klaus wasn’t saying much and Sandy sat quietly with her eyes closed. Kathy however was sighing and moaning with each little bump in the roadway.
Kathy had a problem getting up the front steps to the house as each step tried to produce an orgasm. Klaus finally got tired of waiting for her to settle down enough to take the next step; he picked her up and carried her into the house.
Clothes were soon scattered everywhere as an effort was made to remove pressure from the tender areas. I didn’t think the clothes were causing any problem for me but got undressed anyway.
When Sandy removed the sterile pads her nipples appeared to be a little swollen but it was hard to tell with two new barbells in each; there was just a trace of blood on the pads. Kathy’s nipples looked about the same as Sandy’s.
Klaus had about a half ounce of blood in the tip of the condom so it was hard to tell if it was still bleeding.
I made a pot of coffee and we sat at the kitchen table to sort of unwind from the evening’s adrenaline rush. Klaus was the most vocal; he was still trying to understand the ‘sins of the father’ comment that Frank had made. It took a long time to convince him that it was a joke. "I don’t think it was funny at all," was his evaluation of it. Apparently he had never come into contact with any of the hostility that many elderly people still harbored.
Kathy wondered why Cora had seemed so uncaring. "She would ask if I was ready and then do it. From what I had read there was supposed to be three deep breaths first."
I jumped in with my experience, "I had thought that also but when I got the PA the piercer said, ‘Take a deep breath,’ and as soon as I did the needle went through. Since then I have discovered that some piercers feel the delay causes too much apprehension. I think I prefer the quick way but that is just my opinion."
"She really wasn’t rough, she just sounded that way," was Sandy’s comment. "I thought it went well and it really didn’t hurt as bad as I expected."
Kathy had a little different slant on it, "No, I don’t think she was rough but the nipples really hurt. So did the clit but it put me in sub space and then I passed out. I didn’t even feel the lip piercings."
I offered that the stretching hurt to beat hell but the discomfort had all but disappeared by now. "I expect it to be a little sore for a couple days but nothing serious."
Klaus was still kind of down, "I’m still not sure this was a good idea. I don’t hurt unless I bump it or something like that but my foreskin will be pressing on it all the time."
I suggested that he could just roll it back away from it for now, "but eventually it will cover it and help prevent movement as it heals, sometimes I wish I still had mine." He seemed to brighten a little bit with that.
He said, "I have to go to the bathroom," as he left the table. A few minutes later we heard a loud yell. When he returned he said, "Pissing is going to be a bitch for a while."
We all laughed at him but I noticed he had washed the condom and put it back on. There wasn’t any blood showing now. The jewelry was big enough to fit very tightly in the piercing so I felt the bleeding was probably over.
I stood up. "It’s past my bedtime, us old men need our rest," as I headed up stairs. Sandy followed me but Kathy only made it up two steps before she had an orgasm and Klaus had to hold her up. I went back down and each of us took and arm and literally carried her to the landing.
Saturday morning dawned bright and clear but cool; the temperature was in the forties. It was December after all and the weather had been fantastic so far. I was the first one up and had the coffee ready when Klaus walked into the kitchen. The bleeding must have stopped, as he wasn’t wearing the condom any more.
Sandy came in giggling. "You have got to see this," she said as she motioned us to follow her. She went to the bottom of the stairs and pointed up, there was Kathy sitting on the top step. As we watched she moved her feet down a step then scooted her butt forward and slowly sat back down one step lower.
We all applauded as she stuck her tongue out at us. This was going to take a while; there were thirteen steps in that stairway. Even this procedure was arousing her and she had to stop after three steps. Klaus kindly helped her to the bottom. She made it to the kitchen table without falling.
"Wow, I didn’t expect this kind of a reaction. I’m not sure I can live with this."
Klaus looked at her and grinned, "You asked for it now you have it and they are all going to stay. In fact I just might put you on the treadmill for a couple hours."
"Oh no you’re not," she replied, "at least not until everything is healed."
Sandy quickly prepared a light breakfast of eggs and toast as Klaus and I discussed Project business.
As soon as he was finished eating Klaus wanted to go to the construction site. I stalled as long as I could to let the outside temperature rise a little but finally had to give in.
As we arrived there was just as much activity as yesterday, the overtime must be costing a small fortune. Klaus seemed unconcerned about it. I was surprised to see all the basement walls were poured for my house, even the interior ones needed for support of the first floor. The forms were still in place but they were full of concrete.
The basement foundation and floor were completed for Klaus’ job also. I finally realized how big his house was going to be.
Jim ambled over to chat, "Making good progress now. I think we are going to be able to beat that storm front."
"When is it due?"
"Late tomorrow afternoon. If we can get the walls poured on the second job we will be all set."
There were skids of bricks sitting every few feet all around the wall foundation ready to be laid; they must have been hauling them in all night. It was a good thing this construction was outside the basic perimeter of The Project or all this would have been stopped for the weekend.
Again Klaus wanted to stay for the day but after a couple hours of walking wondering through the job sites and stumbling on the uneven ground a few time I was able to convince him that his new PA was never gong to heal if he kept aggravating it this way. He admitted that he had hurt it climbing over some of the fallen trees when the crotch of his pants was pulled tight.
Back at the house he discovered that it was bleeding a little again. He cleaned it and put the condom back on for the time being.
The girls were nude and cleaning the basement playroom. Sandy was running the vacuum and Kathy wiped down the various pieces of equipment. She was moving very slowly and holding her legs as far apart as possible.
I asked Sandy how her piercings were doing, "They are fine just don’t touch." Her nipples were swollen somewhat but looked delicious.
Kathy duck walked to a chair and slowly and carefully sat down. "The labia piercings are driving me nuts this morning. My legs keep moving them with each step and it hurts. I have got to find some way to make it stop until they are healed."
"Much as I hate to say it the best thing to do is wear a pair of panties that will hold them tight against your puss."
She brightened up; "I’ll bet that will help, thanks." She turned to Sandy and asked her to get her a pair of full cut panties from upstairs.
Sandy nodded and went upstairs as I watched her cute buns wiggle and bounce. Nice. When she returned Kathy slid her legs in them and stood up; adjusted the rings to a more acceptable position and pulled them up tightly. She sighed as she realized she would now be able to walk almost normally.
I told them to let the clean up wait a few days, as we were not going to be using it for several weeks.
We went upstairs and the girls headed for the bathrooms to do their soaking and cleaning routine. Sandy returned quickly," We don’t have any of the stuff Frank said we need. Can one of you guys run to the store real quick?"
I should have thought of that earlier but I guess I can be forgiven, as I didn’t know all this was going to happen. I got dressed and drove to the supermarket, Project side.
I didn’t know what to expect as I had only been in the pubic side until now. The outward appearance was pretty usual except the entrance was designed so that it wasn’t possible to see who was inside and I noticed there weren’t any windows either. At first glance the interior appeared the same as any other store until I notice the checkout girls. They were all nude with little caps proclaiming "Life Style Shopping" in bold letters. Of the three girls, two had pierced nipples and had their ID tags hanging from a nipple ring. The third girl had a naval piercing which held her tag about two inches above her shaved mound. Cute. I wondered where the tag would be suspended without the piercings.
I wondered up and down the aisles looking for anything unusual. There were several people shopping, some nude, some topless and some fully clothed. I fit right in without drawing attention. I found the shelf where the distilled water should have been and discovered it was empty. Well at least I could get some sea salt and the antibacterial soap. Nope, those shelves were empty also. I looked around for some help and spotted a stock boy on the next aisle. He was young; perhaps twenty but obviously a member as his ball stretcher was in full view. He said they had sold out about an hour ago for some reason. I’ll bet I know the reason; nearly fifty people had been pierced last night.
I located the office and entered to find Bob on the phone with a supplier but all I caught of the conversation was, "Hurry."
He turned to me, "You know, I was at that class last night but it never occurred to me that this was going to happen. I normally keep about twenty gallon of distilled water on hand to cover both sides but that was gone quickly. Then the sea salt ran out and that soap is a special order. I have water on the way and have sent one of the stock boys to get the salt in the city but I’m out of luck on the soap until late Monday."
I grinned, "All I expected was a question and answer type meeting but it went way past that. There was a lot more interest than I had ever thought. Give the lifestyle store over at city hall a call; they might be able to help with the soap."
He placed the call and yes they had two cases of the soap, they even had distilled water and sea salt. He hung up the phone, "The manager of that store is right on the ball. He saw this coming and stocked up for it."
I would have to remember this; we needed people like him.
I drove to city hall and used the alternate entrance in the rear; put my thumb on the little id plate and the inner door opened. I found the shop doing a good business, in fact there were more people here than at the supermarket. I found the three items I wanted and moved to the counter to find three people ahead of me.
An older gentleman, that sounds terrible he was my age, was behind the counter explaining the soaking procedure to a woman in her forties that I had seen last night. When he finished she signed the sales slip and he had to do the same with the next person. A girl came from the back room with a stack of papers in her hand and laid them on the counter. I glanced at them to find a complete set of instructions.
The next person up was handed a copy of the instructions and was soon on his way. I paid for my items and asked if he was the manager. "Yes Sir, Jeff Fuller, I own this little shop." I asked if the girl could handle the register for a couple minutes, as I would like to talk to him.
He called her over and we went to his office, "It was time for me to take a break anyway. How about a cup of coffee?" This was a guy that was talking my language. He poured a cup, adding just a touch of cream and sugar and handed it to me. He poured another for himself and asked, "Now what do you want to talk about?"
This guy was something else; how did he know how I drank my coffee? I glanced around his office; clean and neat, well arranged and could have been in any business. "First I want to compliment you on your foresight; everyone missed the demand that would follow the class last night. How did you determine it was going to happen?"
"Oh, I had ample warning. The jewelry display is the most popular area of the store and I field a lot of questions about piercings. Also Cora came in early in the week to make arrangements for me to have all the piercing supplies available at the class which was easy; the auditorium is just down the hall."
"I’ll buy that, you had information we didn’t received and you acted on it. Now how about the coffee? How did you know how I like it?"
He changed the subject on me, "How do you like your new four gauge ring?"
What the hell was going on here? He hadn’t been at the class. Where was all this information coming from?
He chuckled, "I know quite a bit about many of the people here, you included. I just listen to all the gossip that comes by but to be more specific your girl bought the ring and happened to mention your preferences in coffee."
I was going to strangle her for this, but I had to admire his ability to put two and two together. "You sound more like a detective than a simple store owner."
"Probably so, I retired from the FBI several years ago and thought this would be a good low profile thing to do. I worked undercover for years and had several contracts out on me from some of the big shot crime bosses in New York and Chicago."
This was getting too deep. "So how much does the FBI know about The Project?"
"Nothing from me however they are aware of it from other sources. They have no interest right now other than what is financing it."
"Then I don’t have anything to be worried about." I can lie as well as anyone when needed. "Now to the point, The Project has been approved by the state as a city pending an election that will be held Friday. We need good professional people on the city counsel. I would like to see you on the ballot."
He thought for a minute, "As long as there aren’t any pictures."
I laughed, "This fits in with the rest of your story, either you are damn good or telling the truth, regardless I think you should run for the council."
"Okay, you may put my name on the ballot but seriously, not my picture. As an added benefit I will pass along any info I get from my former employer."
I thanked him and headed back to the house. For some reason I believed him.
As the girls were doing their soaking and such I got on the computer and did a little research on the syndicate in New York. I lost track of time but was brought back to reality when Sandy brought me a sandwich and a coke. I just nodded and continued the search. Finally I found what I was looking for; an old newspaper photo layout from several years ago covering a trial. One of the witnesses looked remarkable like Jeff. There were several shots, all with his face partially covered and one very clear shot of him sitting in a limousine when leaving the courthouse. It was definitely Jeff. The story detailed how he had given testimony that put several thugs in prison for life and generated one death sentence. Yep, he better stay low key.
I thought back to the shopping Sandy and I had done there. I didn’t notice Jeff at that time; there was a much younger man at the counter. Today there was a girl of about thirty there. As I thought back she had been topless but otherwise fully dressed in a skirt and boots. I decided to check them out also.
I went to the members files, entered the necessary codes, all three of them, and began to search by age. The twenty five to thirty five age groups were the largest, over six hundred members. I scanned the pictures and found both of them. Their background checks were perfect, not even a traffic ticket showing. He had a master’s degree in business administration and she in education. Not the kind of people you would expect in a little store like that. Their membership was dated the same day as Jeff’s.
I had found what I suspected, Jeff was in the witness protection program and the younger couple was his protection. He really was being truthful.
I called Klaus in to see what I had discovered. He was astounded and became extremely nervous about the financial thing. I told him as long as the money was out of the country and hidden he was safe. I suggested he might want to apply for citizenship though.
"I did that several months ago." Good he was thinking too.
"As long we aren’t breaking any laws they don’t have a reason to bother us and we do make a good place for Jeff to hide." I was going to have a serious chat with all three of them at the first opportunity but now it was nearly seven so it was dinnertime. We all got dressed and headed for Jacob’s.
The girls didn’t have any extras on tonight as the new piercings were aggravating enough. They both wore tops that provided openings for their breasts; and the shiny jewelry was prominently displayed. Poor Kathy wore a skirt with an open front to show of her new rings and wasn’t able to wear the panties so she was alternately aroused from the clit piercing and aggravated by the multiple rings bumping her legs as she walked.
The restaurant was crowded and I could see many sets of freshly pierced nipples on display and a couple new-looking PAs also. Very impressive for just one class.
Jacob was as busy as a one-armed paperhanger trying to keep up with everything. He did manage to say, "Hi," on his way past though.
We waited about ten minutes to be seated at a semi-private table in a little alcove. To my surprise Willie was our waiter with his PA and ball stretchers in full view. He remembered me from the class, "Hello, Sir. Are we expecting the other ‘Ring Leader’ today?" Kathy burst out laughing and Sandy had a hard time keeping quiet. Just what I needed, another comedian.
We placed our orders and watched the other people come and go. There were several Doms that were walking rather carefully; Frank had been busy after we left the class. Several female subs were showing genital areas that had been covered the last time I saw them.
Jacob stopped by to ask if we would permit him to seat another couple with us as he was totally out of space; I glanced up to see Robert and Susan. "Certainly, by all means."
Willie came back to get their order and commented, "The other ‘Ring Leader’ has arrived." Robert didn’t realize what he was talking about but Kathy’s giggle soon brought it to his attention. "I’m here, now the party can start." Willie giggled and took their order.
I looked at Susan, actually I looked at her nipples; she blushed when she realized where my attention was. "How are they doing today?"
"Just fine, I love them to death they are so pretty, but Robert can’t play with them yet and that is a bummer."
I grinned, "I know Sandy won’t let me near hers either but it will only be for a few weeks and then you will find out how much more sensitive they have become."
"Wow, that will be wonderful." Robert stuck his tongue out and wiggled it. "Down boy, not yet."
The alcove across the aisle from us became empty and Jacob led another group to it. Connie and Brenda and their subs. Bob was wearing the cock cage and ball stretchers as usual; at least his balls were out in the open now. Michael was wearing the aluminum plate and ball stretchers with weights. His cock was strapped to the plate with only the two lower straps leaving the upper half unrestricted to prevent damage to his new piercings. They all seem cheerful and said, "Hi," to us as they were seated.
Connie was on the outside closest to me and leaned over to ask how my stretched PA was doing. She had to duck back in as Willie came by with a tray of food but leaned back out for an answer. I told her it was fine and I had adjusted to it; everything now felt normal. She gave me thumbs up.
Our orders were delivered and we ate quietly and rather quickly to make room for other diners. We left Willie a tip even though I though he should pay us for his remarks and that set Kathy off again with the giggles. I walked faster than I needed to just to make her pay for that. She was wobble-legged by the time we reached the van. Now it was my turn to giggle.
We returned to the house and relaxed with a good movie from a DVD. I told Sandy it was bedtime and headed for the stairs. Klaus decided to watch another movie as he and Kathy were totally out of commission for a while.
When we were in the bedroom I told Sandy that I would be leaving for the city tomorrow since Christmas was next week and I would be back after the first of the year. She understood but wasn’t real happy about it. I hugged her and on thing lead to another. She didn’t want to go to the playroom in the basement so I improvised as much as possible with what was available which was very little.
She wasn’t really in the mood for a whipping so I just cuddled with her for a while before tickling her clit with my tongue until she had a nice orgasm. I would have loved to play with those decorated nipples but they were too fresh.
She decided to check my new ring very closely as she turned around on the bed. "That is a lot bigger than it looked in the display case but I like it." She kissed the head of my cock and began to work the ring between her lips. She clicked her teeth on it couple times and that felt good. She began to descend on it little by little and slowly managed to get it all in her mouth for a second before she gagged and had to rise up. "I’m going to have to get used to it all over again." She started back down and again had to stop, after several delicious feeling attempts she managed to control her gag reflex and held my cock completely in her mouth and throat. I began to stimulate her to another orgasm as she held perfectly still. She soon was rubbing her pussy on my face in the good old sixty-nine position. At least there wasn’t a butt plug to give me a bloody nose.
Before she reached a peak we switched around so that I could enter her. She lay there with her legs wide spread in anticipation of a new feeling. I slowly pushed the ring against her lips and moved it up and down against her clit. She moaned and thrust her mound upward to present her pussy for entrance. I slowly eased forward as the ring slipped easily inside her waiting sheath. She was humping as I slowly continued the entrance for over a full minute. As I finally pressed up against her clit she had a wild orgasm that lasted several minutes. As it began to subside I start to make long slow stroke that kept the fire burning.
I couldn’t wait any longer and began to pump faster. She was bucking like a wild horse and as I came she became silent and still. This was something new -- no warm-up and passing out. That bigger ring must have hit the right spots.
I rolled over beside her and eased her on her side so that I could reenter from the rear. I hugged her being careful not to touch her nipples and went to sleep.