Chapter 7 of Barry the Lodger
Today, Barry planned to give me a day of raunchiness, just as he'd promised.
Lying down on the bed, I was drawing a picture with a pencil while wearing just a T-shirt and panties. All of a sudden, Barry started squeezing my buttocks.
"AAH!!! Barry, we just had sex in the bathroom an hour ago!!!"
"Mayme, that's not a foreplay. That's just a massage..."
He began to stroke my wet vagina and gently pressed it.
"Aah... aah..."
He bent over to me and started squeezing my breasts.
"And now a breast massage..."
He pinched my nipples with his fingers.
"Is this also a massage?"
"Yes, nipple massage..."
He lifted up my T-shirt and kissed my back. I, feeling incredibly aroused, straddled him and started rubbing my naked body against his penis while we kissed passionately.
"P... p-private... parts... massage..." blushes
"Mm... the best massage in the world..."
"... lips and tongues massage..."
While we were kissing, I also gave him a "buttocks massage." Suddenly, he stood up and went to the piano.
"Ah? What's happening?"
"Turn away, and you'll see what happens next!"
"All right." turned away
"Don't peek!"
"All right, all right!"
I had no idea what Barry was doing, but his actions suggested he was taking off his clothes. I heard items hitting the floor. Was he undressing? Was he pouring champagne or wine?
"You can look!"
Barry said, and I turned to him, only to see him completely naked, seated at the piano, with a bottle and a glass of wine on top.
"Ooooh... this is so embarrassing..."
"But that's what you wanted me to do today... I'm embarrassed myself, I hope you're happy."
"Y... y-yes..." whispered
I couldn't believe it... I was about to see Barry Clayton play the piano completely... naked... His performance was making me so aroused that it took my breath away. My mind was racing, back and forth between admiration and embarrassment. Barry the sweet seducer, Barry the lustful tempter, Barry my private nude pianist. As I heard Barry's sweet voice, my thoughts of candy and treats evaporated - he was more than enough to satisfy me. And although he was old, that only made him more delicious.
"MMM... oh how much flowed from me..."
I was so aroused that I couldn't stop my body from contracting and emitting a passionate moan. Barry noticed it, and I was terribly embarrassed. He finished the song, smiled, and said:
"That's what I wanted to see today, darling."
"A...?!" embarrassed
I remembered... He wanted to watch me masturbate as he played the piano.
"How charming you're embarrassed..."
"Barry, I c-can't!!!" blushing
He stood up and came close to me, whispering gently:
"But I really want to see how my beauty Mayme will please herself."
I couldn't refuse him as he looked at me so gently and smiled so charmingly, even though he made me feel incredibly embarrassed.
"A-all right..."
I answered, still embarrassed, and began to remove my clothes. As we stood close together, I noticed that he was still gazing at me. I looked away.
"Umm... B... Barry, you're way too embarrassing!"
"And you're so beautiful, my sweet Mayme..."
"Oh, Barry, Barry..."
I hesitated before removing my panties. As I began to masturbate, feeling incredibly embarrassed, Barry continued to stare at me, his gaze filled with lust. I moaned quietly while he played the next song, but when he spoke during the song:
"I adore your moans... Please moan as usual."
I stopped restraining myself and started moaning loudly, my voice carrying throughout the room. Barry continued performing the song while masturbating, too, for the first time in my presence. The sight was both beautiful and strange, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed despite the intense pleasure I was experiencing.
He sat down beside me as we admired one another. He watched me as I massaged my nipples and stroked my clitoris, labia, and vagina, and I watched him as he gently caressed his penis, making rhythmic movements with his hand and squeezing his testicles slightly. We both moaned passionately.
We moved closer to each other, locked in a passionate kiss, exchanging saliva and stroking each other's tongues. Now he was touching my private areas, and I was touching his. And suddenly I experienced an orgasm.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
"Ah..."
He thought: her moans are far more pleasing than any music...
"Oh, Barry... ah... mmm..."
I moaned these words, and he thought: there's nothing more exciting than hearing her say my name while she's overwhelmed with pleasure...
And he came, splashing his warm, viscous semen all over my breasts. We hugged each other, kissing gently, him stroking my head, and me kissing his shoulder.
"Oh, Barry..." *whispered*
"Mayme..."
We sat in each other's embrace for several minutes, relishing the heat and wetness of each other's bodies, and all we could hear were our breaths.
"Barry... I feel so great when I'm with you..."
"Mayme... you are the best thing in my life..."
He ran his hands through my hair, and I stroked his back. And when I touched his buttocks, his response surprised me...
The sound of a light spank
"Ah!?" *surprised*
"Oh!" *also surprised*
Did I just... lightly spank him on his butt? Wow... wow...
"Ooooh, well, you certainly are a hot stuff, Mayme... then I'll make sure to embarrass you even more than before!!" *lustful smile*
"Aaaaaah?!?" *blushing*
I dashed to the bed, and when Barry caught up to me, I lay down harshly on the bed, and he lay on top of me. He accidentally crushed my drawing that was there.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Mayme..."
"It's okay..."
"Check out this drawing. Why don't you work as a designer?"
"Umm..."
"Hey, I have some acquaintances who need a graphic designer. I'll set you up."
"Wow!!!"
"But not today... today, our sensual marathon continues!"
"Oh, Barry..." *kisses him* "mmm..."
The morning of a new day. I lay in bed, looking out the window as it rained outside, and a gentle, pleasant wind blew through the house, bringing in the smell of fresh rain. Barry entered the room with breakfast on a tray for me.
"Good morning, Mayme."
"Good morning, Barry. You made my favorite eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee with cream for me."
I sat and began to eat breakfast, and Barry took a seat at the edge of the bed, gazing at my exposed breasts, unable to look away.
"Umm... Barry, you're embarrassing me."
"I can't help but stare at your alluring breasts; they're tempting me." *licked his lips*
"Shameless!" *blushed*
His penis became erect, extending through his pants.
"mmm..."
As I sipped my coffee, I accidentally made a quiet pleasurable sound. To hide my embarrassment, I said:
"Coffee is so delicious..."
Yes, the coffee was delicious, but he could tell I wasn't thinking about coffee...
"aah!"
He kneaded my breast and pinched my nipple, twisting it with his finger. I was rubbing his penis with my foot. Now I was unbuttoning his shirt and embracing him. He lay down on me, and we kissed passionately. We caressed each other firmly and sensually, and he came inside me. While friction ensued, we kissed one another, and I passionately massaged his buttocks.
"Ah... I think I'm about to cum now... m..."
"Oh yes, cum inside me... ah... cum... ooooooh... AAAAH!!!"
And he came inside me.
"Mmmmm... *breathed rhythmically* ah... Ripped me from the world of joy... Barry, you make me feel like I'm in paradise."
"Mayme... *gently kissed me* my delightful little sweetheart..."
"Mmm..." *blushed*
"And when you become a designer, I want to witness the blush of embarrassment from someone's words like "She's the girl who performed with Barry Clayton himself!" I love the shame blush."
I blushed even more deeply as he kissed my lips and cheeks.
Oh yes, I was in the gorgeous, pink realm of pleasure, which had a blush of shame that was blushier than my own...
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