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Up Front, Out Back- 10- Her Introductory Tour.
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Her Introductory Tour.
It was time to stop as the monotony of driving was tiring. He pulled the ute up in the shade of a tree.
"Have we stopped for my introductory tour?" Rochelle asked with a grin. He looked at her and she wiped her upper lip with the tip of her tongue. She leaned forward, put her camera on the dash and turned the CD off.
"That's better." She sat and looked at him with an air of expectation that was difficult to ignore.
"I'm not sure how I should start," he said.
"You have a zip." She smiled as he looked at her and then he settled himself lower in his seat. Her eyebrow was cocked questioningly. She wondered whether he would. For her, his participation was mandatory as an indication of his trust and commitment to their relationship. His hand went to his zip and slowly he slid it down.
"I've never conducted a tour," he said, and grinned at her.
"That means you're over due for your first."
"Yes. Possibly."
"Belt?" she suggested.
"Yes." He slowly undid his belt and without her saying, he undid the button.
"Do they come off?" she asked sweetly. He grinned as he lifted his ass and slid the jeans down his legs.
"Mmm. This is lovely." He slipped his runners off, and his jeans. "You dress to the left?"
"Yes." He looked at the outline of his cock under his undies. He felt awkward and looked at her for her approval.
"Looking good, so far." She had always wondered whether he would do this for her and had often played the scenario in her mind. This was better than she had imagined, it wasn't over a computer screen, and was close enough that she could touch. He hooked his fingers in and started to pull his undies down. She began to hum a stripper's tune and he giggled. A thick forest of black pubic hair emerged.
"Oh, lovely, I'll be able to practice my hair dressing skills." The descent continued. The base of his cock emerged and she moved in her seat for a better view. It was wrinkled and flaccid. Slowly its length came into view.
"Nice band," she said as the darkened band that circled the shaft presented itself to her view. They exchanged a grin, acknowledging that the moment had arrived. The head of his cock came into view and bounced as it was finally liberated.
"Mmm. Lose the undies," she whispered. He lifted in his seat as they slid down his legs and off. "Good! At last he's revealed!" She moved to see more. "He looks so innocent. Yum."
"Thank you." Jeff felt strange, as though, somehow, their roles had suddenly reversed. Now he was the one naked and she was in charge.
"Why don't you put him through his paces for me?"
"You want him erect?" He wasn't sure and didn't want to offend. She grinned, and reassured him with her hand on his knee. She wanted to share something more than words.
"Yes, please." He hesitated, "Why not?" she asked, "I like genital gym. Show me how you do it." She leaned towards him, kissed him and lifted his shirt up. He stripped it off, and naked, he sat as she watched. For a moment he paused and thought about what he was doing. He had always wanted to, but was a little shy. Rochelle was the one person he'd learned to trust. It had taken a long time. He also thought of how she must have felt when she had been naked and he had tended to her.
"Well?" she asked, indicating that he should start. The words she used seemed demanding, their brevity was as they had talked on the computer, but the inflections in her voice were encouraging and considerate. He shuffled forward in his seat, picked up his flaccid member and lay it on his belly.
"Mmm. Testicles! I like testicles! Show me please?" Though he hadn't taken the initiative, at least he was responding. With his hand he lifted them into her view. "They're hairy. I'm going to groom them for you one day soon."
"I'd like that." He pushed them around to show her something of their mobility. She could see them, clearly defined within his scrotum, and she wondered, if testicles weren't meant to be looked at and enjoyed, why were they made to be so accessible? She knew she was going to access these testicles regularly and often. She wanted an introduction though, to know that he was sufficiently comfortable with his body, his penis and testicles, that she could join him in appreciating them. Somehow, he felt that it was an exam and he was passing.
"I wonder what's inside them," she whispered conspiratorially. He grinned. She smiled in return and gave his knee a gentle squeeze. He picked up his cock and gave it a few strokes.
"Nice," she said. It was beginning to grow. The wrinkles were being stretched out as its girth and length grew. He teased it with his fingers. It was losing its flexibility as it grew. Jeff's confidence was growing too.
"Mmm, beautiful." He continued to stroke. With his fingers, soft and knowing, the skin slid easily over the hard core until his cock was taut, large and throbbing.
"This is lovely!" she said, as she made herself more comfortable to enhance her view. He stroked a few more times and then let it stand without assistance. His cock no longer looked innocent, its purple head and dark, red shaft stood with an aggressive stance over his belly and throbbed in time with his heart beat. He picked it up to stand upright and then let it go. His cock slapped against his belly before standing at a crazy angle ready for more attention to be lavished on it.
"Wow!" she said, "It's beautiful- so strong." He repeated the move and she watched it slap his belly again. One of her hands disappeared under her skirt.
"I want to watch him cum." The stroking recommenced, firm and fast, his hand shook his balls as it urged his cock to perform. She watched his face; it was set with anticipation, each muscle defined as he worked. His hand slid the skin of his cock up and down, the head stood out from his grasp with every down stroke. She saw his large hands, one busy as the other fondled his testicles, an all out assault to obtain results.
"Mmm." The ute rocked with his movement. She sat and watched, her breath short, her lips open, engrossed by what she was seeing. As she leaned forward her cleavage lengthened and he saw the rounded sides of her breasts. He lost his hesitation, his sensibilities overwhelmed by his primal urgencies. He rubbed his cock and grunted as it gathered momentum. Clear fluid gathered at the tip. She reached and with her finger harvested the presaging emission.
"Tastes good." He continued to stroke. "Now for the best bit." He grunted as he felt the urge begin. His cock looked increasingly threatening, the head was a deep purple.
"Soon," he said, his voice trembled as he spoke. He hastened the strokes and suddenly he tensed. His hand quickened as his grip relaxed. Then he was still as they watched. His thighs were butted up tight against the steering wheel as he moaned. They saw the ripple of a pulse move up the underside of his cock. A whip of semen suddenly exited and splashed against his chest.
"Wow," she said. Another gob escaped, hit the ceiling and then hung in strings to drip. He stroked to show her and she saw another lashing fly. She clapped her hands together.
"Oh! This is so good!" She laughed as she moved to get closer. He looked at her as he grinned and aimed his cock. A lather of cum flew and hit her chest. She squealed and looked at the cum that clung to her shirt. She scooped it up and tasted.
"Sweet!" Another hit her, it left its trail on her shirt from her shoulder to her cleavage. She licked her fingers clean, scooped it up and watched the next emission. It lacked power and landed near the gear shift. He continued to stroke as the last slowly dribbled out.
"Thank you," she said as she kissed him. They watched as his cock retreated and the wrinkles return as it diminished in size. She kissed him again. "That was beautiful."
"Thank you."
"I think we'll have a wonderful time. I want to watch him perform every chance I can."
"Of course." He leaned towards her and they kissed, a long, open mouthed kiss that didn't want to end. He pulled her shirt down so that her breasts were exposed and cradled one in his hand as she held his face in her hands. Both breasts received his attention, her nipples hard as they kissed.
"Oh, God," she wished. She wanted him so much.
To be continued.
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