“As much as I’d like that, I’d rather tie you up,” Beth purred.
“Tell you what, you pick the body part. If I can get you to climax from just playing with that part for ... let’s say ten minutes, I get to choose. If you don’t get off, then you get to tie me up.”
I walked up to her, sucked her earlobe into my mouth and nipped it. Beth shuddered as my hot breath caressed her neck.
“We can see if you can last a full ten minutes of me caressing your ears.”
I took her hand, kissed her wrist, and then licked the back of her hand. She jerked her hand away from me.
“I guess that’s a ‘no’ on your hands. How about your legs, and that spot behind your knee?”
“I choose feet.”
I took a step back in surprise (okay, I was excited my evil plan was working).
“Is that your final choice?”
“Yes. I win; you can’t make me climax from just playing with my feet,” Beth said with confidence.
I sighed.
“This is too easy. I’ll give you a chance to back out.”
When Beth gets something in her mind, she’s like a bulldog and can’t let it go.
“You’re just playing with me. There’s no way you can make me get my cookie by just playing with my feet.”
“Okay, tough girl, let’s up the ante. If I can get you to climax within five minutes, I get the next three fantasies. Just so there’s full disclosure: one of them is tying you up, blindfolding you, and then letting a random dude have his way with you while I watch.”
I was thinking Greg. Of course, Angie would have to be on board or it would be a ‘no-go’ to this fantasy.
“If I get you off in ten minutes, I just get tonight as my first fantasy. If you win, you can tie me up and blindfold me for an evening. You can invite whomever you want over and they can have their way with me. So again, I’ll give you one last chance to back out and we can just make love.”
She tilted her head back and laughed at me.
“You cocky little shit. My friends and I have wanted your cute butt since you came back from the farm all buff. Now I can deliver. Challenge accepted.”
The last phrase was our signal that a dare had been accepted, there was no backing out, no negotiating, and loser pays up. I rubbed my hands together and smiled. She suddenly had a Scooby Doo ‘Rut Roh Shaggy’ moment.
“Holy shit. You seriously think you can get me off by just massaging my feet?”
“Yes. Greg taught me something today. We did it to Tracy and Greg did it to Kendal. You want me to call one of them so you know what you’re getting into?”
I needed her worked up, and she was already squirming. If I’d started out cold, my butt would be in her hands.
“Let me talk to Kendal.”
I dialed Kendal’s number and she answered on the first ring.
“David, I’m a little busy, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, Honey, I know, but I’m trying to get there myself and I need your help. Can you describe in detail how Greg made you climax by massaging your feet? I have someone that doesn’t believe I can do it to her.”
“Sure, put her on.” I handed the phone to Beth. “Bullshit ... He did not ...”
Beth handed the phone back to me.
“Is she a believer?” I asked.
“Hell, I don’t know, but it made me horny again. I need to track down that boyfriend of mine. He’s been in the bathroom way too long.”
“Bye.”
I turned to Beth.
“Get on the bed and take your shoes and socks off. I would suggest you take your jeans and panties off too. I’d hate for you to go home with everything soaked.”
Beth groaned and then stripped down to just her t-shirt. As soon as her jeans dropped, the room was flooded with the smell of aroused teen girl. I was so hard I was starting to hurt, so I dropped my shorts.
When the clock started, I rubbed the tip of Mr. Happy all over the soles of her feet. I then started working on bringing her off. At the 4:45 mark, she came with a sob.
“Damn it to hell! I was convinced you couldn’t do it. I really wanted to tie you up for an evening.”
“Beth, let me tell you my third fantasy. You tie me up for an evening. The only variation is nothing is shoved up my butt and there are no guys allowed. Oh, and no photos or alcohol can be involved... and no forcing anyone to participate.”
She looked up and smiled.
“You little shit.”
“Yep, my fantasy is to make your fantasy come true, but now I get mine. Take that top off and assume the position.”
Have you ever been so hard that your member aches, and when you finally get around to doing it, you just can’t seem to climax? Well, that was what happened. I pounded Beth from behind for almost an hour. She finally had another huge orgasm and collapsed. I just pulled out and gave up in frustration. I went in and showered. I thought about Tami dating and the pressure subsided, I gave myself a couple of strokes and came so hard I thought I was going to pass out.
My stomach and back were exhausted. Serious sex is a workout. I went back to the bedroom and she was asleep. I kissed the back of her neck, joined her in bed and fell asleep.
Chapter 19 – Doctor Visits
Tuesday December 3
WHEN I CAME AWAKE, I found Beth watching me.
“You got your wish.”
“What wish is that?”
“I’ve never been this sore from good sex before. I know I was with you and I’ll be walking funny for a while. I still can’t believe you stayed hard that long. Did you ever climax?”
“That was weird for me too. I just couldn’t seem to get off, but I have to say you were a real trouper. Did you enjoy it?”
“I loved it. Each time I reached my peak, you just powered through and kept pounding me. I swear it was like a train wreck. First, the train came off the tracks and I knew I was no longer in control. Then the first car crashed and I climaxed. It was like one of those really long trains that just couldn’t be stopped. Each car kept coming off and I came again. Then finally several jumped the track at the same time and I came so hard I collapsed. Thank you for stopping at that point.”
“You seemed a little wiped out,” I said.
“I have heard girls talk about being screwed into submission and I always laughed. No guy can outlast a girl, or so I thought. I have a completely new respect for you. You outlasted me. If my cooch wasn’t so raw, I wouldn’t believe it,” Beth said.
“I take it we aren’t doing it again this morning,” I teased.
“Okay, but no more than 45 minutes this time.”
I talked her into taking a shower with me instead. I gave her a head massage as I shampooed her hair. We played grab-ass as we got dressed, and went down to the kitchen to find some breakfast. My angel Angie was making waffles. When mine were done, she made one for my dad. I got up and spoke to her in a low voice that could not be overheard.
“Hey, I need your help.”
“Does this involve sex?” Angie asked, obviously in a playful mood.
“You got it the first try. I need you to either give Greg another free pass or let him swap one out for Beth.”
She finished Dad’s waffle, and then pulled me into the living room.
“Spill it.”
“Beth and I did a little fantasy stuff together. I told her the next one was to have her tied up and blindfolded. Then I’m going out and bringing back a random guy to do her while I watch.”
“That’s soooo hot, and I can see where you’d want Greg to help. You can trust him and she would never think it was him. Did you know they never got together?” Angie asked.
“I’m finding that to be the case more often than I knew. He wasn’t with Peggy, either. I guess I just made some assumptions, and really should have known better. Greg has always been a gentleman.”
“I know you have to get going, but I need you to do us a favor. Greg is taking Mom to the doctor this afternoon and he has a massage appointment at 4:30. Can you come home and do it?”