Chapter Twelve

 

Colby and Diana

 

Taking Susan’s advice, Colby sat on the bed beside Diana, rolled her towards him and pulled open the simple knot that bound her wrists behind her back. Then he gently pulled her up to a sitting position beside him. She put her wrists together in front of her for him to retie them. He looked at them for a moment then made her stand up before him. She put her wrists out. He looked into her large brown eyes and saw that she was lost in the rapture of the moment.

“I can’t believe I have to do this,” he said, “a girl should have enough self-control to hold still for a spanking.” She smiled slightly, blushed and looked down at her dainty boots, still bound at the ankle.

He doubled the short length of rope and wrapping it around her slender wrists pulled one cord through for the simplest possible tie, then, with the loose ends, of which Diana disapproved caught in one hand, pulled her firmly face down across his lap. She gasped with excitement and looked back over her shoulder towards him, suddenly realizing that she could watch him spanking her in the mirror set into the wardrobe facing the bed. He noticed the mirror at the same time and received a similar thrill at the sight of himself with the stunning, doll-like brunette disposed across his thighs with her short dress only half covering her frilly panties. Her shapely legs were bare, extremely fair and smooth.

“They tell me you’re married. Does your husband spank you?” Colby asked, running both hands over the mounds of her bottom over her bikini panty, squeezing them and stroking them with passionate admiration.

“Not often enough. He’s treated me like a china doll since I had my baby a few years ago,” she confided. “I wish he would get this hard just looking at me,” she added, grinding down against the large erection that had been Colby’s accessory since entering the room.

“He’s old though, isn’t he?” Colby asked, with the candor of a nineteen year old.

“Yes, he’s forty. But he’s very handsome and I adore him.”

“Do you think he would mind if he knew what you were doing now?” Colby asked, slowly rolling her panties down to expose her perfect bottom.

“He’d understand, but I won’t tell him in case he’s looking around for an excuse to tie me up for four hours,” Diana replied.

“Oh my god, he’s done that?”

“Bondagers tend to push it sometimes. It’s okay. I’m an escape artist. I could have gotten free if I’d wanted to.”

“I can’t believe you’ve had a baby. You have the cutest body,” said Colby, caressing her smooth oval cheeks with his large, sensitive hands. She wriggled across his lap. “I’m not sure about this bondage thing, though,” he said, spanking her on either cheek six times. “It looks pretty, but I’d rather see your legs apart.” He slapped her another six times, smartly on alternate cheeks. “And as for your wrists, I’d rather hold on to your waist under my hand.” Colby dispensed more spanking, rapidly and rhythmically, holding her around her small waist, close to his own body.

Diana felt wildly aroused by his rock hard torso against her side and the way he was holding her set her aflame.

“All right, untie me!” she cried, wriggling away from his increasingly severe hand.

“Good!” he said and adjusting her position squarely across his lap bent her knees up and began to unlace the cord that bound her ankles together. That done he reached out in the other direction to recapture the end of the simple knot he had tied around her wrists and soon freed them. The ropes discarded, he once again grabbed firm hold of Diana and recommenced the spanking. Now he found the small panties continued to impede his unobstructed view of Diana’s charms and pulled them off. Parting her satiny thighs, he inspected her minutely, intoxicated by her womanly scent.

“Maybe I won’t spank you so hard if you let me touch you,” he said, close to her ear, which he then lightly bit the lobe of just by her pearl stud earring. She shivered in pleasure and spread her legs wider.

“Spank me hard and touch me,” she encouraged him, looking at him again over her shoulder, but then once again noticing how they looked in the mirror together. This time her legs were entirely free and he’d taken one wrist and pinned it back to her waist as he’d said he wanted to. To be physically restrained by a handsome man or sexy woman was as thrilling to Diana as being put in rope bondage and pre-orgasmic spasms of excitement darted between the pit of her stomach and her heart center. Now he began spanking her nearly as hard as he spanked Amanda. Diana kicked her little feet and squirmed across his lap, consciously grinding her belly against his rigid penis.

Having stained her alabaster skin magenta pink with the palm of his hand, Colby delicately spread her open and inserted a middle finger into her vagina, very slowly. He found her to be wet and so introduced a second finger as she wriggled on his lap and ground against him even harder.

“Stand up, young lady,” said Colby, suddenly putting her off his lap and standing her before him. He reached into one of the pockets of his cargo shorts and retrieved a condom. “Open this and get ready to put it on me,” he directed her, unzipping his shorts and allowing his large, throbbing cock to emerge and wag at her with the insolence of a Jack in the Box.

Diana looked at Colby’s attractively circumcised and rose-colored penis with wide eyes. She tore open the condom and kneeling before him, carefully slid the sheath over his knob and shaft.

“Get it wet with your mouth,” he instructed. She obediently began to give him head, but not like a girl who did this sort of thing very often.

“No, come lie back down so I can play with you while you do that,” he said, taking her half way back across his lap. She once more began to moisten his cock with her tongue while he now began to finger fuck her pussy until she got much wetter.

“I have lube too,” she said, lifting her head to indicate a dresser drawer by the bed.

“Oh, good! Because I want to spend a long time fucking you,” he said happily, putting her aside to find the lube. “Now get up on all fours,” he told her.

“Will you go slowly at first?” she asked, once again arrested by the sight of the two of them together in the mirror. He was pulling off all of his clothes now and she saw how lean and muscular he was.

“Yes, of course I will,” he promised, putting her in position and entering her with infinite care. He hadn’t watched five hundred porn videos without learning something. Diana was going to give a minute report of his behavior to Susan and Susan would tell Amanda, so it was important to impress his adorable damsel in distress with his technique in all that he did to her that day. He also suspected that this was the only time in his life this particular opportunity would be offered to him, so he was determined get it right the first time.

Once he was in well and truly, he worked on plunging deeper and very soon, he hit a wall. She cried out and pulled back and he backed off accordingly. “It’s all right, we’ll stay here,” he said, adding a few drops of lubricant to his shaft while beginning to work it lightly and quickly in and out. The more she relaxed, the deeper and slower he went, adding a drop of lube now and then. Pretty soon, the small girl was both slippery and relaxed and she began to push back against him, encouraging him to plunge in deeper still. Once more, he hit the back wall and she cried out. Once more he pulled back a bit and continued filling and refilling her vagina.

“Let me sodomize you,” he suggested. She caught her breath.

“No, you’re too big!”

“I’m too big for your pussy too. Let me put it in your bottom. I know how to do it so it won’t hurt. I promise.”

“All right, if that’s the case, you can take away the condom,” she said.

“You trust me?”

“Why, is there any chance you have an STD?”

“No, I always use condoms.”

“Even with Amanda.”

“Yes, she insists.”

“Even anally?”

“Yes, the one time she let me.”

“You sound extremely safe,” said Diana.

“But you sound like a little slut. I’ll leave it on.”

Colby happily pulled her onto the bed with him. Lying on his side, he put her in front of him to enter her from behind. Now he liberally anointed his sheathed penis and her anus with lubricant and pulled her back up against him, so that his shaft rested between her cheeks.

“I’m not going to do it right away. You tell me when,” he said, slipping his arm around her waist to press his palm against her Venus Mound and insert a finger back into her vagina. Much more experienced at being taken in this manner than giving head to a teenaged boy’s huge hard-on, Diana rubbed up against him and allowed a whole minute to elapse before she decided that everyone was slick enough and properly positioning for entry.

“All right, now!” she cried at last. Even so, she cried out the moment he entered her bottom, pulling back.

“Oh, no you don’t, get back here,” he said, pushing in an inch. With one hand firmly pressed to her abdomen, he pulled her closer to him and forced a little more of his cock through her ring.

“That’s enough!” she cried. “It’s too big.”

“I told you to relax, baby,” he said, massaging her stomach and holding her closer still. Finally she began to move back against him and clench his shaft with her sphincter.

“Okay, good!” she panted. “Just no deeper, please!”

“You can take it. Just push back against it and sort of open up, I’ll go right in,” he told her, feeling her obey and instantly plunging into her bottom to the hilt. After that it was over in a minute. He had never felt so aroused in his life and had already held off on coming for what seemed an hour. They had actually only been playing for twenty minutes. She came seconds later, just as his spasms began to fall away. The pulsing of his cock, the palpable heat of his spasmodic effusions inside her, felt even through the protection, his fingers relentlessly drumming against her clit, all converged to send her plunging into her own climax before he released her from his arms.

Diana fled to the elegant bathroom, covered in blushes, to refresh herself with the bidet, and then it was Colby’s turn to shower off the sweat of the travel day and the funk of the naughty sex with Diana. When he returned to his new mini goddess, he found her freshly clad in a full skirted fifties style sundress, covered with a small rose print on a white background, with a pair of dusty rose sandals on her tiny feet.

“Let’s go out and get some food!” she suggested.

“Do you always say the perfect thing?” he asked, putting his arms around her and kissing her full, red lips.