Mıchele's new lıfe - chapter 9e

MICHELE'S NEW LIFE - CHAPTER 9ECHAPTER 9E: SATURDAY MORNING AT THE ESTATESometime during the night I was having the most wonderfully erotic dream of my cunt being eaten. Very lovingly, but intently. I moved my hand down, half sleeping, to my crotch to add to the dream with some physical stimulation when my hand encountered hair. It wasn?t a dream. This was real ? and it was still dark ? I was with Marie and stayed with her ? ?Marie???Shh, you just lay back and let me try to repay you for last night,? she replied.Fair is fair, so I left my hand on her head and let my head fall back onto the pillow. Yes, this was so nice, so gentle. I realized then that I have been asked or put into situations to pleasure several women. This was maybe the first time another woman was giving to me of her free will out of love and gratitude. I relaxed, or tried to, as her attention to my cunt and clit brought increasing responses from me. He hand snaked up my body and found a breast and nipple. Nibbling on my cunt lips she was also pinching and pulling a nipple. Letting go of my lip which she had gotten between her teeth and pulling out, she moved to my clit which she also used her teeth on. As she bit down gently and pulled, she attacked my other nipple, grabbing it and twisting it nearly a full turn. I had a shudder as my body was reacting to her. She released my clit and looked up, ?Thank you?.I looked at her puzzled, ?What do you mean? Thanks for what???For your reaction. I am just floundering down here, not really knowing what I should be doing, but remembering some of the sensations you gave me last night. I hoped you would feel something.?She apparently felt my shudder and took that as my orgasm. It was nice, not a full orgasm, but I was getting plenty of those this weekend. What I really wanted was to hold her, enjoy the soft warmth, the feel of her next to me. I pulled her up to me and cuddled into her. One of my hands on her breast, one of hers on mine. We went back to sleep. Both once again contented.I wake to light coming in through the open balcony door and the sounds of birds. It is still very early morning but I feel wonderful. I stretch out and feel Marie next to me. I gently roll over and kiss her shoulder as I get out of the bed. I walk to the balcony and to the railing, stretch my arms out over my head and breathe in the fresh island air.I step back into the bedroom and look at Marie. She is still asleep and sprawled out on the bed. Her nude body on display. She is hugging my pillow. I walk to the door and quietly open it, step into the hall and close the door behind me. I walk quickly down the hall and the staircase heading for the kitchen and hoping for some coffee. There was something still erotic about walking through a large mansion like this totally naked. I was in luck. George was busy in the kitchen getting pastries baking for the breakfast and there indeed was a large pot of coffee ready. I walked up behind and hugged him and kissed his neck, ?So, George, I missed you last night. How was your date??He turned around quickly at my hug and voice, ?Michele, you tease.? He gave me a big hug and a pat on the butt.I looked at him with a coy smile and raised an eyebrow. ?So, I repeat, how was the date???Wonderful. I am so lucky to find this woman at my age.??Listen to you. Your age. I seem to recall on my last visit, your age had little negative influence on your interaction with me.?He laughed heartily. ?You tease. And still naked. Doesn?t that husband of yours make enough to be able to afford even some little thing for you to wear???Like you mind. You know full well the rules while I am here. Can I trouble you for a large mug of coffee???A large mug? Here, this should do you.? He handed me a mug that was twice as large as a normal one.?Yes, I may be sharing it soon.? He looked at me with a question but didn?t ask. I thanked him, took the mug of coffee and left. Not without exaggerated ass swaying, however.I reentered Marie?s suite and found her still sprawled across the bed. I went straight to the balcony and got comfortable on the lounge. Only minutes later I heard her moving off the bed and she was standing in the door. She said, ?When you weren?t in bed next to me, I thought maybe you left to rejoin Tim. I am glad you didn?t. Is that too selfish? I wanted a little more time.??Not selfish at all, dear. Come, join me here.? I wiggled over to the side of the lounge to make room for her. ?I got an especially large mug of coffee for us to share.?We lay together on the lounge, our naked bodies touching, sipping the coffee and passing it back and forth. While one sipped coffee, the other idly played with a b**st and nipple. When the coffee was finished, we lay together and necked. Kissing and stroking. Idly, not rushed, no urgency. Just softly, quietly enjoying each other?s lips and breasts. Enjoying the feel of the pliable flesh of the breast, the hardening nobs of the nipples. Enjoying the soft feel of our lips touching, tongues caressing, searching open mouths.I finally broke it off and stood. She said, ?Leaving???No. Yes. Both, but with you. Come on; put that night shirt on again. We?re going outside. Out back.? I was taking her to the back of the estate property. Past the pool and patio, to the flower garden where the dogs caught me last night. Was that just last night? What a weekend this has been already and it?s just Saturday morning! ?It should be beautiful and still quiet out there and you can help me find my other shoe.?She slid her night shirt over her head and it fell over her body, settling with the hem high on her thighs and covering, barely, everything important.We dropped the mug off at the kitchen on our way which drew an interested look from George seeing how Marie was dressed. Come to think of it, it drew an interested look that Marie was dressed in a night shirt that did cover her while I was naked. Oh well, I choose to assume it was that Marie had been so closed to the group since her arrival at the estate. Not a comparison. I?m not defensive ? Anyway, we exited the kitchen out the side door from it and made our way around the mansion and headed out to the back of the estate property. Both bare foot and comfortable in the warm island air and rising sun, I grasped Marie?s hand and held it as we walked. She looked at me with a bit of wonder in her expression and then concern crossed over her face. As we continued our walk to the back, she asked, ?Michele, I feel awful to ask this because you have been so good and gentle to me. But, did someone set you up to be this way with me???Nobody did anything, Marie. What do you mean ?be this way????Loving, caring, tender, open me up to sexual enjoyment, accepting intimacy, again.?I stopped her and turned us to each other and looked her straight in the eyes so I could gage her reaction and she could mine. ?Marie, look at me. Please believe me when I tell you that last night and this morning was all you and me. Nobody else was involved. Okay, Tim and I talked. He saw my reaction to you and thought kaçak iddaa he saw something in your reaction to me. We talked because he understood that if, big if, something did happen it might be difficult and take more time. He knew it wouldn?t be quick, casual sex like everyone else. And, believe this part Marie, Tim could tell this was different for me. This wasn?t part of the submissive doing her duty as directed. This was me, my reaction to another person, you. I wanted last night. Marie, there is nobody here who would violate your privacy. You know that. All this time you have been here and nobody has even hinted or insinuated anything of the kind. Everyone here cares for you. You know that. Where are these questions coming from???I am sorry, Michele. My insecurities are rising up again. Those things I was told all those years before coming here. That I am not worthy by myself and I needed the control of others. That I needed the control and reminder through discipline to be effective and worthy. I didn?t mean to offend you, if I did.??Don?t worry about me. Maybe you took a big step last night and today? Maybe you took a step, and looked around your new place, and wondered if you belonged there? The old control over you would say you weren?t worthy so how can this be honest or free? Trust me Marie, it is honest and it is free. Marie, I told you yesterday that I had never felt this way about a woman before. It has nothing to do with how I feel about Tim. Tim is my soul mate who I trust and honor to my core being. I love him without the least question or hesitation. Other people I have liked and respected immensely. I have given myself to them with eagerness, sometimes because Tim just said to, but others because of who they were. You, though, I felt much more. I cannot even begin to put words to it so I won?t bother even trying.? I hugged her closely to me. ?Marie, you took a big step to let someone in close to you, again. Thank you. But don?t discount that now because of old programming. And, absolutely, take each new step away from that old programming slowly. You were programmed to believe discipline and strong control was what you needed to be functional. You?ve seen that isn?t true. The time you have been here, you haven?t had either and look at you. What you need is love, safety, and trusting guidance. So go ahead and take your time but understand the kind of people you have here are the people who already love you, have kept you safe and have always been there to guide you. But don?t worry about changing faster or slower. Find your comfort and don?t be afraid of leaning on these people.??And you, too???Very definitely, me too. Especially if I can get into your bed, again.?She hit my arm and then took me into her arms and hugged me. As we hugged I glanced at the patio to see Tim and Mr. R sitting, talking and watching with their coffee.We started walking slowly again when she asked, ?Michele, about discipline and control; you?re a submissive to Tim, right???Yes??So, I thought submissives needed discipline or the example of it to make the dominant?s control effective. Is that different for you than it was for me???First, I don?t think you were a submissive. I think you were controlled and abused beyond that point to being a slave. You lost your identity, your will, you were degraded to do anything you were told without any regard for your safety or you morality. And I don?t think you understand how much control a submissive really has on situations. A dominant has no power or control unless I give it to him. I know I am completely safe with Tim and he would never allow anything to happen to me that wasn?t what we have already agreed to. So, yes, I can give him control over situations. If I didn?t feel that way, he wouldn?t have that control. Second, Tim and I are just like most other couples except that he can have me do almost anything sexually because of my thirst for it and his protection. As such, if I disappoint him in some way in this relationship, or otherwise, the worse ?discipline? for me is still his withholding of attention when he gets mad. Looking into his eyes and seeing the disappointment is devastating for me. People think of submissives being disciplined by flogging, caning, tied to elaborate apparatuses and being abused as discipline. I think that is something built around a subculture. It would be easier for me to endure some physical pain than the emotional pain of looking into Tim?s eyes. Does that make any sense???Yes. It does. Michele, thank you. I feel so much better. And ? you have reinforced in me ? made it very clear ? that my feelings last night ? with you ? well, my feelings were real. And I again trust that yours were, also. Thank you.? We kissed. We had made it to the garden. I looked over my shoulder and we were still visible to the patio. I took her hand and led her to the far side of the garden plot, behind the mass of flowers and plantings. I said to her, ?Marie, I brought you out here to make you love to you again, but outside in the open air, under the climbing morning sun. And I brought you to this side of the garden plot so we wouldn?t be as visible. Is that okay that I want you, again? Do you mind that I am so forward about it? I want you, Marie.??Oh, Michele. I think it is wonderful. I don?t mind at all. From you it seems so natural and honest and good. I want you, again, too. Right now.?I step into her and kiss her. Then again. My hands roaming as we stand next to the flowers. I find her breasts under her night shirt. I work them, pull on her nipples. All the while we are kissing. Sucking on each other?s lips, tongues, giving little nips to change the sensation. I reach down and pull up the bottom of her shirt and pull it up over her rear and keep going up. Not breaking our kiss until the very last moment she raises her arms above her head and I pull her shirt completely off. I take a step back and look at her. Head to toes, but mostly breast and pussy. While still looking, maybe ogling would be more honest, I say, ?You are so beautiful.?I take her hands in mine and pull her down with me as I lay on the lawn. I guide her right on top of me so our bodies are in full contact. Mouths, breasts, pelvises, and legs. My hands are roaming over any bit of skin I can reach as we again are in a lock of kissing, tonguing and sucking whatever our lips come into contact with. Oh god, I am sooooo turned on with her. Like last night, like this morning. I want to be in constant contact with her, licking her, sucking her, kissing her, feeling her. If I had known what women could be like with the right woman, I might be a lesbian ? NOT! But, oh my lord, this is so good, feels so good, makes me so hot for her, to give her anything in my power. So, again, I try.I roll us over and I attack her breasts with my mouth. Kissing them and licking, kissing, licking and biting her already erect nipples. Taking them in my teeth and pulling, out further and further. I see her wincing but not complaining. I let the nipple go and it stands kaçak bahis out even further. I go after the other one. The same thing, maybe a little harder bite. She winces but her wince ends with an audible moan. My fingers are after the other nipple now, pulling, pinching, and twisting it. She arches her chest into the air and I pull harder. She is moaning continuously now. I change and kiss and suck the abused nipple, flicking it with the tip of my tongue. I move quickly to her mouth again. Suddenly engulfing her and thrusting my tongue into her open, groaning mouth. She gasps and pants at the sudden change. As she is adapting to my mouth, I move again. Only momentarily at her breasts and poor abused nipples, but down, sucking and tonguing her belly button. She raises her stomach, pressing into my mouth. My hand is now wondering further down. Stroking her pussy lips. Teasing the lips, just poking inside, barely. Accidently touching the clit and her hips rise in response. She is close. This was fast, her need must be high. I move my mouth to her pelvis, licking, kissing. I push her legs apart, forcefully. I move between them with one quick move, my mouth instantly planted on her clit. Licking it, sucking it, biting it. Then her lips, but not much there, I push my tongue inside. Her hips rise and push further, thrusting my tongue, licking the sides, flicking the tip. Then full mouth plant and sucking. Sucking her lips right into my mouth. Sucking in juices from her cunt.I look up at her. She senses the move and raises her head and looks right at me. Her mouth moves but there is nothing, no sound, just moving. While I watch her and her me, I jam two finger into her hole. Once, twice, three times. Still we are looking at each other but her mouth isn?t moving any more. No, now, it is just open. Sucking in air and looking like she might scream. Her eyes are squinted and focused but not seeing anything. Her face is tensed, her neck, her abdominals are tight, flexing. I curl my fingers up and search, rubbing around into her. Then, yes! She throws her head to the ground and her whole body is tight, raising up, arching with support at the feet and shoulders. It was amazing to watch. Her body just rose in moment of an impending orgasm. My fingers worked harder, finding the spot as my mouth bit down on her clit?? That?s when I heard the scream, the chanting of sounds. A combination of ?ohs?, ?yes?, moans and sighs and gasps. Her body totally rigid and arched into the air. I let go of her clit but kept at her g-spot but it took only a moment more ? and she squirted ? again! I held her tight as she convulsed, her legs shaking, her hips bouncing off the ground, her head moving from side to side, her toes curled tight. I held her. She slowly calmed. But then she was very quiet. I checked, worried ? good, her breathing was good. A little ragged, but steady. I held her and waited. Waited for her to regain consciousness.When she came back, I was holding her and gently stroking her stomach, breasts and face. Over and over as reassuring as I could. She looked at me confused. Looking around but not trying to leaving my embrace. Seeing the flower bed next to her, it started coming back. She looked at me with an unasked question. I reassured her, ?You passed out for just a few minutes. Or, you fell asleep for lack of effect from me ??She slapped my arm and laughed. She took my face in her hands and kissed me softly, lovingly, tenderly. She looked into my eyes and studied them, my face, and my mouth. She touched each in turn with a finger. A tear fell from her eye and ran down her cheek. I asked her, ?A tear? Why? Don?t regret this Marie.??Regret? No, no, Michele. Not regret. Overwhelmed. I love you, Michele. No, I am not lesbian. We both know that. But I do, I love you and not like a sister but like a lover. Is that crazy???If it is, Marie, then we both are. I love you, too. I said it before; I have never felt this way about a woman. You put the word to it. It is a feeling of love as a lover. That is not threatening, Marie. There is plenty of room for you in my heart. Someday, I hope you can enjoy the love that Tim and I can both share with you. We are very open. Until then, though, yes, you have me.?I kiss her on the mouth once more and smile at her. ?Come on, I could use some breakfast.? I stand and put my hand out to her and help her up. I hug her and caress her ass. Hand in hand we walk around the flowers and are about thirty feet beyond. We see Tim, Mr. R and Anthony standing on the patio watching us come. I wave to them and they wave back. I look at Marie and smile and realize she is naked. I grab her and run back to the flower bed, retrieve the night shirt and help her on with it. We laugh and she is quite red. All of them have seen her naked, even if from a distance.Later, Tim would relate to me that at that moment Mr. R mutters, ?My god, Michele has gotten her past part of the hurt. Thank you, Michele.?After having some breakfast and showering to clean up from the previous night and early morning activities, I was lounging on the patio contemplating the rest of the day. Although I really wanted to go back to the nude beach we enjoyed when we were here for our honeymoon, I also wanted a good walk, maybe a good hike. As I was contemplating my options, Tim and Mr. R came out onto the patio. I waved to them but they were so intent on their conversation they didn?t notice me initially.When they did, they came over and took chairs and placed them on either side of me. ?You two seem to be spending a lot of time talking this weekend. Am I safe??Tim responded, ?Only part of it is about you, dear. Turns out Mr. R has a company that is in the same line of business that I am. Another point of common interest that has kept us engaged.??Another? What else???Why you, dear. That?s the part of the discussion you should worry about.?Mr. R jumped in, ?Don?t let him tease you, Michele. Most of it has been quite innocent. For one thing I have commented on how happy I was to see the change in Marie since you two have seemed to hit on a personal level. She is a wonderful woman and so deserves to be finished with that part of her life.??I totally agree. I have enjoyed her immensely. I guess it is obvious that it has been in more ways than one.??Well, whatever you two have going, it seems to be doing her a world of good. So thank you.??My pleasure. I really do mean it. I am quite taken by her. I think we could be great, special friends if we had much contact. May I ask a separate question? What is beyond the fence in back? It appears to be fairly wild and I was thinking about taking a good walk or hike.??That?s my neighbor?s property. He has horses and a few other exotic a****ls but they are fenced into a different part of the property. That section is just wild, natural. The boys and I will walk over there. He doesn?t use it and has no problem with me using it for that. Actually, we have developed a trail of sorts and if you go about a mile it will lead to a little beach which is very remote. illegal bahis The only access is his property or by boat and that can be a bit treacherous because of rocks.??Would it be okay if I took the trail? Would the boys be okay with me out there???Yes to both. I am absolutely positive the boys will take your commands. If you do go, you?ll want to wear some good shoes. Check the closet, there should be some there. As I said, you and my wife appear to have been the same size.??You mean I should remain naked? Just put on shoes???Yes. That area can be considered part of the estate. The real issue of naked or not is the legal implication of being naked. If you could get into trouble with the law, then you should wear something. Otherwise, no.?Fifteen minutes later I was back outside, waving to them as I headed for the kennel to release the boys for a walk wearing shoes that would be good for hiking. Letting the boys out of their runs was easy enough. Getting back out of the kennel building with them sniffing and licking me was not. Once outside, though, they seemed curious of my intentions. As I headed for the back of the property, they ran ahead and around me. When I got to the gate in the fence and touch it, they got excited. Clearly having been out there before and anxious to be again. I opened the gate and let them through and easily saw the trail that Mr. R referred to.The boys took off down the trail ahead of me and I followed. They periodically came running back to check on me and then turned and took off, again. The trail started sloping dramatically as we approached the edge of the island. Beyond I could see the ocean. By the time we got to the beach I was covered in a nice sheen of sweat. The jungle didn?t provide much breeze and seemed to hold the humidity. On the beach it was much different. The breeze off the water felt good and refreshing.I sat on a large rock on the edge of the water and watched the dogs run on the beach and chase each other. Soon they were back to sit on either side of me. I reached out and put my arms around each of them and drew them into me. I kissed each in turn on the snout and received a lick from each. One of the dogs moved in front of me and nudged my knees open and licked his way to my crotch. I leaned back on my arms and opened up for him. He was doing a great job of getting me ready and each time he flicked his raspy tongue over my clit I got an additional jolt of excitement sent through my body. I let him have a few more licks but I needed to manage myself this weekend. I had been just taking it as it came (literally) but realized sometime with Marie that if I allowed myself to orgasm as much as might be possible, I might not be able to complete the weekend as was expected of me. Therefore, I needed to be conscious of when I give versus receive. In this case I was concerned about letting this dog bring me to orgasm with his tongue (despite how wonderful that would undoubtedly be) when I knew I would also orgasm with each mating of the dogs now, who knows what this afternoon, and then certainly many time tonight. And tonight was critical that I have the energy available. Tonight was the key of the weekend. The whole focus, intention of coming down for the weekend.So I got away from the dog and crawled underneath him to get his cock out of his sheath. The tip was already sticking out so a few licks brought more of it out and then I had enough to actually suck on. The precum made it even easier. As much as I like sucking a man?s cock, it is an action I think about and vary more. A dog is different. The precum actually gives me something to suck on, take into me and focus on as a part of sucking the cock. I am sucking the cock to get the precum out almost. And, as a result, the process seems faster. Or the dog just reacts faster. They certainly don?t fuck as long, just harder and more frantic, but then there is the knotting; yes, the knotting. Stop it and focus or you?ll be here all day with these two.My mouth was nearly full of dog cock so it was time. I released it from my mouth and knelt against the rock and the dog was immediately on my back. He was thrusting all over my ass until I reached down between my legs and helped guide him into my hole. Once inside me I immediately groaned and moaned at the abruptness of the penetration, the leaking from his cock. Yes, now it was doggy fuck time. That wonderful sequence I could never get tired of because it was so unique to dogs. The deep thrust penetration and then the growing of the cock in both length and girth. Growing larger and longer. Filling my cunt more and more. Not just in the penetration by his fucking but he actual size of his cock while he is fucking. Much different than a human man. Of course you only get intense fucking with a dog; the tenderness possible with a man is missing.While I am getting fucked I reach over to the other dog and give his cock a few strokes to begin getting him ready. But when I feel the knot bang into the outside of my lips, I let go and prepare myself to work it into me. With the dog?s pounding the knot at me and my pushing back to meet him, my lips are steadily stretched with each thrust. When it is finally inside, I stop moving and try to adjust to the sudden fullness inside me. When the dog begins fucking again he is naturally already deeper and the fullness moves inside me from pulling my lips back outward to trying to go deeper into me. I am getting overwhelmed by the sensations and so when he starts to spurt his warm cum inside me and I feel it hitting my walls, I join him with an orgasm of my own. I am holding onto the rock with both arms and riding this orgasm out. When I come off my ride, I am still tied and will be for a few more minutes. So once again I reach out to the other dog and restart stroking his sheath and enticing his cock out. This time he is amenable to moving and comes closer so I can lean down underneath and taking his emerging cock into my mouth. As I have worked his cock into nearly full size with my mouth and reaching the back of my mouth, the knot in my cunt pops out.As that dog leaves me, the other moves away from my mouth and goes directly to my cunt. With a few interested licks of my messy cunt and lips, he too mounts me. And the process starts all over for number two. When this one finally is able to pull out of me, I am simply sprawled out over the rock, unmoving. Then I just roll to the side and lay on the sand. The dogs come over and lick my face which causes me to laugh and squeal in delight. Then, I sit up and take the shoes off, walk into the water until it is waist high and dive forward into the surf and come up swimming just a short distance. The water on my naked body feels wonderful and my intention of cleaning myself some is a success.When I come back to the beach, I sit and let the sun dry me off before attempting to put my shoes back on for the walk back to the estate. When ready, I call the dogs and they lead the way back up the hill and the estate property at the end of the trail. I chuckle aloud but really to myself as a thought crosses my mind: another successful morning for the weekend?s submissive slut.* * * CHAPTER 9F: SATURDAY AT THE ESTATE will follow * * * Thanks for reading.