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Speaker 1: enjoy Tonight's story. On this episode of erotic Stories from
Speaker 1: Wild and Bed, her friends reunited, second chance sexy romance
Speaker 1: with more than a hint of BDSM. The party is
Speaker 1: ending for the first time in forty years. Jane is
Speaker 1: staring into the eyes at the man she once loved
Speaker 1: with all her heart, the man she gave her virginity too,
Speaker 1: The man that left her to travel abroad, the man
Speaker 1: that captured her heart and then broke it into Now
Speaker 1: with him in front of her, after all this time,
Speaker 1: has it just been too long? Have they both changed
Speaker 1: too much to even talk civilly? He is still the
Speaker 1: love of her life? But is that just her rose
Speaker 1: tinted spectacles clouding her sense? Ay, it's Devlin and welcome
Speaker 1: to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
Speaker 1: salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking good fantasies. Now
Speaker 1: you know his podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed.
Speaker 1: Just loosen your clothes butcher ear buds in, then close
Speaker 1: your eyes, surrendering to the pleasure of my voice caressing
Speaker 1: over your body. And when you're ready to surrender to pleasure,
Speaker 1: just go ahead and take a nice, deep breath and
Speaker 1: hold it for a moment, and then release it with
Speaker 1: a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For
Speaker 1: the next thirty minutes or so, it's just you and
Speaker 1: my voice. This is your time, Your time to relax,
Speaker 1: your time for sensual satisfaction, your time to release your
Speaker 1: inner passions as you film my voice going with you,
Speaker 1: as you immerse yourself in this story. The remaining moments
Speaker 1: of the party drifted into a low hum of people
Speaker 1: talking in stolen whispers, of conversations too intimate and private
Speaker 1: to share. The light seemed dim in the old school hall,
Speaker 1: as if following the mood. Then Glitopol spiraled lazily, casting
Speaker 1: shards of light over the empty beer bottles and strewn bodies.
Speaker 1: The Glittapol, For fuck's sake, everyone in this room was
Speaker 1: pushing sixty. Why the hell did they need a guttaball?
Speaker 1: Hardly like anyone was going to break into any sort
Speaker 1: of disco dance now, Jane thought as she looked back
Speaker 1: up at Mark even in the limited light, he was
Speaker 1: still beautiful, as beautiful as he had been forty years
Speaker 1: ago when they last danced on this very floor, in
Speaker 1: those days before he announced he was leaving to work abroad,
Speaker 1: and those days before he broke her heart. His soulful
Speaker 1: eyes reflected the glitterpoles shards of light. Somehow they still
Speaker 1: smiled as brightly as they had all those years ago.
Speaker 1: So how was Europe? Jane asked, trying to ignore the
Speaker 1: elephant in the room and the emotions that she had
Speaker 1: bottled up for so long. Two divorces and three children later,
Speaker 1: and this man still had some effect over her, something
Speaker 1: that made her stomach tighten and her thighs tremble just
Speaker 1: by his presence. It was an experience, but it would
Speaker 1: have been much better if I'd shared it with somebody else,
Speaker 1: if I'm honest. A glint in his eyes flickered, as
Speaker 1: if he were suggesting an idea, an idea that had
Speaker 1: played out in Jane's mind every day for forty years.
Speaker 1: I couldn't have Mark. We discussed that at the time.
Speaker 1: Of course, if you had stayed in touch as you
Speaker 1: promised to do, I could have joined you after college.
Speaker 1: I have my work bag stolen while I was traveling
Speaker 1: through Portugal. It had my address book in so I
Speaker 1: just couldn't. I did send you letters every week up
Speaker 1: until that point, he said, gruffly, sounding a little hurt.
Speaker 1: I know you did, Mark, and I still have everyone,
Speaker 1: and Jane said, raising her fingers to his face, tracing
Speaker 1: his firm jewel line, the stubble of his beard tingled
Speaker 1: on her fingertips, something he didn't have all those years ago.
Speaker 1: So what are the European girls like, then, she asked, playfully,
Speaker 1: trying to lighten the sullen atmosphere. Oh I wouldn't know,
Speaker 1: he replied, eyed a broad grin spreading across his sensuous lips.
Speaker 1: Without speaking, Mark leaned in and kissed her lips gently.
Speaker 1: The heat of his breath echoed thoughts of teenage lust,
Speaker 1: taking Jane right back to that moment she gave herself
Speaker 1: for the first time. They had planned it, taken their time,
Speaker 1: but it was still fumbled. But once the initial sting
Speaker 1: had passed, the pleasure was there, the pleasure of feeling
Speaker 1: herself filled with the young man she adored. A gentle
Speaker 1: heat rose between her thighs as she pressed her lips
Speaker 1: harder against him, Their tongues entwined with a never forgotten passion.
Speaker 1: Mark pushed his fingers through her hair, massaging the back
Speaker 1: of her neck, slowly sending shockwaves of electricity cascading through
Speaker 1: her body. It may have been forty years ago, but
Speaker 1: every sensation she felt was like it was just yesterday,
Speaker 1: something she had never been able to replicate with another man.
Speaker 1: Why don't we do a tour of the old place,
Speaker 1: Mark whispered as he pulled his head back. Wonder the
Speaker 1: corridors like los Soals you mean, and then just end
Speaker 1: up back here, Jane asked, wondering just where they might
Speaker 1: go in the old school building. Oh, they never locked
Speaker 1: all the rooms, don't you remember? We used to hide
Speaker 1: out in the gym and smoke weed after parties. His
Speaker 1: voice resonated with the mischievous that he had been so
Speaker 1: well known for as a teenager. Oh I don't think
Speaker 1: I was involved in anything like that, Jane said, smiling coolly.
Speaker 1: Of course you weren't. You were such a good girl,
Speaker 1: Mark replied, taking her hand and leading her from the hall.
Speaker 1: The Dimney Lick corridors echoed their footsteps, marking their journey
Speaker 1: back to their youth. The doors to the gem loomed
Speaker 1: large in front of them. No doubt it was never
Speaker 1: originally intended to be a gem, possibly a dining hall,
Speaker 1: something reflected by the oversized doors. I bet this mood
Speaker 1: still works, Mark said, as he grasped the handle of
Speaker 1: the door and turned it sharply before striking the door
Speaker 1: with his knee, and just below the lock, the door
Speaker 1: creaked open in resistant response. You remember that after all
Speaker 1: this time, Jane asked, her voice failed and shock, Oh,
Speaker 1: I remember everything from that time, Marks said, his eyes
Speaker 1: glimmering with suggestion as his smile widened. Looking around the
Speaker 1: expanse of the gym. It really hadn't changed in all
Speaker 1: this time. Yes, a school budget didn't extend to upgrading
Speaker 1: the gym, Mark said, in a hushed, almost reverent tone.
Speaker 1: The wooden climbing frames still adorned the walls, jump ropes
Speaker 1: hung from hooks, The omnipresence vaulting horse still occupied its
Speaker 1: own corner. Jane's fingers traced over the grain of the
Speaker 1: wooden climbing frames, nostalgia echoing in her touch. Remember when
Speaker 1: Andrea went with mister Rose. The gym instructor Marcus, smiling
Speaker 1: Mark smiled a lot. He was always upbeat and playful,
Speaker 1: something Jane loved about him. How could I forget the
Speaker 1: place was crawling with cops because they thought someone was
Speaker 1: being murdered, Jane replied, smiling back at him. Who would
Speaker 1: have thought she would make that much noisuring sex? She
Speaker 1: was so quiet in class, Mark said, his eyes fixated
Speaker 1: on Jane's. She hasn't been to a reunion since either.
Speaker 1: I believe she's a child therapist now, Jane said, looking
Speaker 1: over the jump ropes. But I came to everyone on
Speaker 1: the off chance, Jane continued, wistfully, The off chance, Markhurst, Yeah,
Speaker 1: I've seen you again. Silly, she said, staring at the ropes,
Speaker 1: not wanting to see the look in his eyes, as
Speaker 1: she feared would tell a story of disappointment. Suddenly his
Speaker 1: arms were around her, the heat of his body pressing
Speaker 1: through her dress, his breath dancing over her ears. Jane,
Speaker 1: I'm not the same boy that left this place. I've changed.
Speaker 1: A dark colmnist tone resonated in his words and darkening
Speaker 1: the room. What do you mean you've changed? We've all
Speaker 1: changed and grown up, Mark, It's not something so dark,
Speaker 1: Jane replied, leaning her head back against his shoulder, inviting
Speaker 1: his kiss to her exposed neck that she loved so much.
Speaker 1: Mark pressed her tightly against the climbing frame, her fingers
Speaker 1: grasping the wooden wrungs, lifting her dress. The cool air
Speaker 1: in the gym bitter to exposed as without warning, the
Speaker 1: palm of Mark's hands spanked hard against her ass cheek,
Speaker 1: sending a warm, burning sensation through her body. Once the
Speaker 1: shock had died down and the heat remained, a surprising
Speaker 1: wave of pleasure gripped her body, forcing a gentle moan
Speaker 1: to drop from her lips. Jane press to her ass
Speaker 1: back against him, his growing cock pressing at her from
Speaker 1: behind his pants. Again, his hand punished her ass, heightening
Speaker 1: the sensations moving through her, the heat moving through her thighs,
Speaker 1: and teasing her already wet lips. Jane was powerless to
Speaker 1: do anything but push back against him. Whips and chains?
Speaker 1: Is it? Mark, Jane asked, a little concerned how far
Speaker 1: this might go? Not exactly, he said, his hands spanking
Speaker 1: her again, a wealth of pleasure erupting from her mouth.
Speaker 1: I prefer it more sensual than just punishment, he whispered,
Speaker 1: his breath burning her ears, His hands slowly caressing the
Speaker 1: burning flesh of her ass, his fingers pressing between her thighs,
Speaker 1: firmly stroking the folds of her web, pushing through her panties.
Speaker 1: Jane's body trembled at his caress. Taunted by the desire
Speaker 1: growing within her, she pressed her hips back, inviting his
Speaker 1: fingers inside her. Not yet, not until I say, he whispered,
Speaker 1: his lips brushing her ears, his tongue caressing a slow
Speaker 1: line down the sensitive skin of her neck. His fingers
Speaker 1: eased back along her pussy, slowly drawing the knee through
Speaker 1: every cell in her body, Pushing her panties to one side.
Speaker 1: His fingers caressed her ass, sliding between her cheeks, his
Speaker 1: fingertip teasing her most private rosette. Relax, He whispered as
Speaker 1: his fingers slipped gently inside her ass. It slowly. There
Speaker 1: was a hint of pain, followed by the glow of pleasure.
Speaker 1: The reminded Jane of her first time, his fingers thrusting
Speaker 1: slowly into her ass, caressing inside stimulating hotspots Jane didn't
Speaker 1: know existed. Biting the rum of the climbing frame to
Speaker 1: try and stop screaming in pleasure, Jane could only gasp
Speaker 1: her desire and desperate frustrations spread through her thighs to
Speaker 1: invite him inside her again. Don't move, he whispered, his
Speaker 1: footsteps echoing in the cavernous expanse of the gym. Within seconds,
Speaker 1: he was behind her again, his body hot, his cocks
Speaker 1: swallen hard against her, Kissing her neck gently, he dragged
Speaker 1: the edge of his teeth down her skin, forcing the
Speaker 1: fire to grow within her core. Are you okay with this?
Speaker 1: He whispered? Yes, I think so. Tis not real pain,
Speaker 1: spanking and teasing. I'm okay with she replied, between gasps.
Speaker 1: I would never hurt you, Jane, not like that. Pick
Speaker 1: a random word, he commanded. Without thinking, Jane uttered vault okay,
Speaker 1: Mark said, biting gently on her Earlow. If it gets
Speaker 1: too much, just say vault and I will stop, his
Speaker 1: voice resonating through her body, his fingers sliding between hers.
Speaker 1: Close your eyes, he said, as his hand tightened around hers.
Speaker 1: Are they closed? He asked. Jane just nodded her response.
Speaker 1: Good girl. Now keep him closed, he said, as he
Speaker 1: led her away from the climbing frame. Jane suddenly felt
Speaker 1: as if she was stepping into a chasm, leaving her
Speaker 1: insecurities and inhibitions behind trusting this man she hadn't seen
Speaker 1: in forty years. Okay, stand here, he said as he stopped.
Speaker 1: Keep your eyes closed. His hand reached behind her, releasing
Speaker 1: the zipper on her dress. He let it fall to
Speaker 1: the ground. Jane was suddenly relieved her eyes were closed.
Speaker 1: The last time Mark had seen her naked was forty
Speaker 1: years ago, and she had been a lot slimmer back then.
Speaker 1: She would have hated to see the disappointment in his
Speaker 1: eyes as his gaze moved over her two ample curves.
Speaker 1: Step out of the dress, he said. Jane felt oddly
Speaker 1: more naked as she stepped out of the folds of
Speaker 1: material at her feet, despite the rest doing nothing to
Speaker 1: hide her shame as it lay around her ankles. Wishing
Speaker 1: like how she had worn her sexy our underwear. She
Speaker 1: could feel the warm caress of a blush mingling with
Speaker 1: the burning heat of anticipation. She opened her lips to
Speaker 1: apologize for her body, to explain that she had borne
Speaker 1: three kids and that took its toll, along with not
Speaker 1: being able to go to the gym for years because
Speaker 1: she was looking after them. As if reading her mind,
Speaker 1: Mark raised a single finger to her lips and said softly,
Speaker 1: not a word, as his finger traced down her lips,
Speaker 1: her chin, her neck, and caressed her breasts, teasing around
Speaker 1: her reck nipples Slowly. Jane shuddered in response, goosebumps erutting
Speaker 1: over her skin. I love your body, he whispered, his
Speaker 1: breath burning at her ears, as his fingers slid down
Speaker 1: the curves of her stomach, his hands sliding between her
Speaker 1: thighs and cupping her pussy, his thumbs stroking her clip
Speaker 1: through her sudden panties. Jane's hips raised to meet his caress,
Speaker 1: wanting more, and as soon as her hips lifted, suddenly
Speaker 1: his hand dropped away. Jane moaned in disappointment, being somehow
Speaker 1: cold from the lack of his touch. Stepping around her,
Speaker 1: Mark took her hand and said, take a step backward. Obediently,
Speaker 1: Jane stepped backward. The warm caress of the vaulting horse
Speaker 1: pressed against her ass. As he led her hand back further,
Speaker 1: Jane had no option but to bend her back, laying
Speaker 1: along the horse. With a quick, well practiced movement, Mild
Speaker 1: fed to jump ropes through her wrist and secured her
Speaker 1: against the hand grips of the vaulting horse. Her body prone,
Speaker 1: he stepped away from her again. With her darkened vision,
Speaker 1: she clung to the sound of his foot full on
Speaker 1: the wooden floor. He was in front of her again
Speaker 1: that she could hear. The anticipation of what was next
Speaker 1: coursed her body, gripping her mind. His fingers eased inside
Speaker 1: the waistband of her panties, sliding down her legs. All
Speaker 1: Jane could do was wonder if she trimmed enough earlier,
Speaker 1: or did she just look like a shrubbery explosion. There
Speaker 1: was the briefest sensation of his breath against her calfs,
Speaker 1: forcing her to writhe gently on the horse, But then
Speaker 1: suddenly the wet cotton of her panties was pressed against
Speaker 1: her eyes, the twisted material wrapped and secured around her head. Again,
Speaker 1: his breath was upon her ear, his lust palpable with
Speaker 1: every warm whisper as he slid his lips down her neck, kissing, teasing,
Speaker 1: as his tongue traced his desire across every cell, biting gently,
Speaker 1: marks slid his hand down her breast, rolling them beneath
Speaker 1: his palm, before pinching each nipple in turn, dragging them
Speaker 1: harder between his finger and thumb, forcing Jane's body to
Speaker 1: arch in response, pressing her breast up against his hand,
Speaker 1: releasing her nipples. Disappointment once again cascaded through Jane's body.
Speaker 1: Her pussy was swollen with desire, with need. Forty years
Speaker 1: of empty sex created a arm of desire in her
Speaker 1: body that was ready to blow. His lips kissed at
Speaker 1: the curves of her breast, slowly, his tongue easing across
Speaker 1: them as he discovered her nipples. His low, warm tones
Speaker 1: vibrated through the erect knobs as he whispered, I've always
Speaker 1: loved your breasts, his lips sucking them, tracing his tongue
Speaker 1: slowly along her nipple, tormenting it tighter as his hand
Speaker 1: pressed between her thighs, easing them apart. As he took
Speaker 1: her nipple between his teeth, pulling it. Jane could only
Speaker 1: response by moaning loudly, her own hands reaching up and
Speaker 1: running through his hair, pulling him tighter, cupping her pussy
Speaker 1: once again. His fingers teased at her lips, stroking them
Speaker 1: up and down the entire length is his thumb brushed
Speaker 1: over her swollen clip. You know, he whispered against her nipple.
Speaker 1: I can feel your clip throbbing harder when I do this.
Speaker 1: Before the last word left his lips, his teeth dragged
Speaker 1: along the length of her nipple. Jane's fingers tightened in
Speaker 1: his hair, gripping it in bunches and pulling him hard
Speaker 1: against her. Suddenly, his fingers pressed inside her pussy, thrusting firmly,
Speaker 1: pushing along her walls. Her coal gripped him firmly as
Speaker 1: he thrust in and out her lips, sucking along his fingers,
Speaker 1: wanting more, wanting deeper. Jane's pelvis lifted of its own devices,
Speaker 1: forcing his fingers deeper. I love how your pussy feels
Speaker 1: as I finger fuck you, Jane, he whispered against her breast,
Speaker 1: his carnal words few her desire, pushing her hips further
Speaker 1: against his hand, the sensation swirling through a core. Her
Speaker 1: pussy trembled on the edge of its precipice, her orgasm
Speaker 1: ready to exploded. And then his fingers were gone, her
Speaker 1: pussy empty once again, her orgasm slowly fading. Not yet,
Speaker 1: he said, not until I say. Without warning, his hand
Speaker 1: caressed a pussy with a brutal spank, the sting resonating
Speaker 1: through her body. Before subsiding and the vicious wildfire of need,
Speaker 1: and the vicious wild fire of need, tormenting her body
Speaker 1: once again, kissing over the folds of her stomach, his
Speaker 1: breath teased every inches he lowered his head. Jane parted
Speaker 1: her thighs, welcoming his lips, his breath, his tongue, rushing
Speaker 1: his mouth over her lips. His tongue flicked briefly at
Speaker 1: her clit before he kissed down the inside of a thigh,
Speaker 1: The stubble of his beard tingled at the soft skin,
Speaker 1: fueling her torment. Brushing his lips gently along her leg.
Speaker 1: The whisper of his breath caressed her desire, demanding it
Speaker 1: to groan. Her nerves tingled as he drew soft circles
Speaker 1: on her knee with his tongue before kissing back up
Speaker 1: her leg, his hair brushing ahead, building the anticipation of
Speaker 1: waiting for his lips back on her pussy once again.
Speaker 1: Her fingers pressed her lips apart, exposing her clit as
Speaker 1: he brushed his lips over it, blowing gently. The gentle
Speaker 1: rush of hair pummeled jain senses into submission, her thighs
Speaker 1: tensing awaiting his attention and then the flick of his
Speaker 1: tongue circling her clit, sucking it as his fingers pushed
Speaker 1: inside her once again. Jane's body tensed to the sensation
Speaker 1: of being filled once more. His tongue flicked her clit,
Speaker 1: sucking it between his teeth as his fingers thrust in
Speaker 1: and out. Come for me now, he said the words,
Speaker 1: vibrating against her clit. Jane's body exploded with a r orgasm,
Speaker 1: writhing under the unyielding caress of his tongue. The waves
Speaker 1: of pleasure cascaded up and down her body, her pussy
Speaker 1: clutchings his fingers like a ravenous animal. Suddenly they were gone,
Speaker 1: finding her ass quickly and efficiently, Mark pushed his fingers inside, there,
Speaker 1: massaging along her back passage as his tongue unrelentingly pummeled
Speaker 1: her clid, biting it, perpetuating a orgasm, grasping his hair
Speaker 1: tightly as her orgasm spiraled through her body, twisting her
Speaker 1: into a state of blissful confusion. Please, she vanished between moans,
Speaker 1: ignoring her pleats. Mark thrust his tongue between her lips,
Speaker 1: pushing inside, the tip flicking furiously along her throbbing pussy,
Speaker 1: slipping another finger inside her ass. Her hips pushed up
Speaker 1: at the sensation, gripping every cell, his unrelenting tongue invading
Speaker 1: her pussy relentlessly. Jane's mind slipped from her grasp as
Speaker 1: wave after wave of orgasm pummeled her body. Then suddenly
Speaker 1: he stopped. He stood between her thighs, turning her slightly
Speaker 1: and lifting her legs against his shoulders, enabling his cock
Speaker 1: to push inside her clutching pussy while he fingered her ass,
Speaker 1: feeling the two motions in beautiful symphony. In the darkness
Speaker 1: of her mate shift. Blindfold lies flickered across her vision.
Speaker 1: As his cock thrust inside her, stretching her lips, his
Speaker 1: fingers massaging inside her ass, his cockhead pushing along the
Speaker 1: walls of her pussy. Jane screamed out in pleasure, her
Speaker 1: mind sinking quickly into a cavern of lustful delight. Her
Speaker 1: pussy clutched along his length, desperate to fill the heat
Speaker 1: of his seat, filling her, completing her. The sensation of
Speaker 1: his hard cock throbbing inside her fueled the relentless orgasm
Speaker 1: spiraling through her body, her sanity disappearing with every wave
Speaker 1: of pleasure. Suddenly, his cock swelled inside her, His body stiffened,
Speaker 1: and a warm heat filled her pussy, intensifying her pleasure.
Speaker 1: As he came inside her, Mark dipped his head as
Speaker 1: his cock slipped from her pussy, kissing down her breast
Speaker 1: her stomach. Jane realized whether this was leading and said fault.
Speaker 1: Mark stopped and stood, Reaching forward his fingers slipped the
Speaker 1: makeshift blindfold from her eyes and released her hands. Blinking
Speaker 1: in the dim light, she looked at the man she
Speaker 1: had known so many years ago, up and down. He
Speaker 1: had certainly gained a little weight, but to her he
Speaker 1: still looked good, and, judging by the remains of his erection,
Speaker 1: the feeling was reciprocated. Leaning forward, she took his still
Speaker 1: trembling cock and kissed the tip gently. His shudder resonated
Speaker 1: along his shaft, causing a smile to a rupt across
Speaker 1: her lips. Sorry to stop you, but I think I
Speaker 1: would have fainted if you carried on, she whispered, her
Speaker 1: eyes caressing his. And that's a bad thing, he said, simply, Well,
Speaker 1: maybe not on a vaulting horse. So a nice safe
Speaker 1: bed next time, he asked, before moaning loudly as Jane
Speaker 1: slipped his cock inside her mouth, the taste of both
Speaker 1: their pleasure teasing her tongue exquisitely. As long as you
Speaker 1: promised not to disappear abroad on me again, she said,
Speaker 1: as a combined conderable down her chin. Deal, he said,
Speaker 1: before moaning again as his cock twitched as Jane's fingers
Speaker 1: massaged his bulls firmly. Well, I hope you enjoyed that story.
Speaker 1: Next week, yes, we have a new story, so join
Speaker 1: me then. But until then, and always with your pleasure
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