Olivia's Adventures: Chapter 1
I encountered Olivia at medical school. We were both youthful and eager for success. During the first two years, we were part of a group of ten individuals learning beneath our mentor. We listened to his lectures and examined the same set of patients. In the third year, Olivia and I formed a connection while working on a manuscript, and we began a romantic relationship.
Previously, we were too immersed in our studies and careers to engage in serious relationships. Before this, neither of us had an extensive experience with intimacy. We comprehended the fundamental concepts, yet neither had engaged in a complete sexual encounter.
Our initial attempt at a passionate kiss concluded with Olivia biting my tongue. In our subsequent attempt, the kiss was less satisfactory, but we didn't harm each other. We had an intense affection for one another, so we pressed on. After a few weeks, we succeeded in attaining sexual satisfaction, with both of us experiencing a reasonable climax. We celebrated with a night out at a bar, consumed copious amounts of alcohol, and returned to our apartment for a more enjoyable encounter.
We couldn't help but express our fondness for each other in the following weeks. Whenever we found an opportunity, we engaged in sexual activities. While some of the encounters faded from my memory, others remained vividly etched.
The first time I viewed Olivia's breasts left a lasting impression. When I stroked them above her clothing, it felt exciting because I knew it was forbidden. However, she was extremely modest and always wore padded brassieres. When she removed her bra and displayed her splendid D-cup breasts with rose pink areolas, I was gobsmacked. Ever since then, they have been my favorite toys.
Licking Olivia's vagina proved to be a notable experience as well. Initially, she was hesitant to allow me near her genitals, fearing I wouldn't like the appearance or smell. However, after one night of intoxication, she was partially disinhibited and allowed me to examine her closely. After tasting her nectar, I brought her to a life-altering orgasm.
The loss of Olivia's virginity was more harrowing than we anticipated. I had read beforehand that most hymens were membranes with tiny openings. So, when we were prepared for the event, intoxicated, and eager to experience it, I hoped for minimal discomfort. Unfortunately, she bled heavily, burst into tears, and declared we should never engage in intercourse again. Her resolve only lasted a week before our urges overcame us, and the subsequent experience was more gratifying.
Our first time in the doggy position was unintentional. We had planned on a standard missionary style, but Olivia had a calf muscle ache that improved when she flexed her leg. In jest, I suggested a doggy-style position. She was highly aroused, and, while warning me not to violate her anus, she agreed. This position was a great hit and remained one of our favorites.
Adult films suggested that titfucking was highly pleasurable if the woman had prominent breasts. Olivia's were indeed generous in size. Our attempt in this regard was... lacking... in many ways. The inexperience factor may have played a role, but her ample bosom didn't generate sufficient friction, and I became exasperated, culminating in an unsatisfying vaginal orgasm.
On my 29th birthday, Olivia made me a delectable chocolate cake, and we celebrated with plenty of drinks. With a smile, Olivia teased, "Dear, next year, you might be too old to savor, so this is your chance to have me just the way you desire." Without hesitation, I responded, "I want you anally." I had fantasized about her enticing rump many times before, but never dared express it to her. She made an attempt to sway my decision, offering me to use her other two openings as much as I wanted for the subsequent 24 hours. Instead, I left her to watch a soccer match on television. She appeared an hour later, acknowledging she'd obey certain conditions: I had to employ copious amounts of KY jelly, fuck her slowly, and cease any penetration if her pain became unbearable. I consented. Preparing myself, I read two articles and even observed an instructional film on anal sex for beginners. I commenced by ensuring she drank two glasses of her preferred vino blanco and aroused herself: I kissed the exterior of her neck, squished her bosoms, and licked her clitoris. I arranged her on all fours with her legs wider apart, positioned behind her, and continued tweaking her nipples as my erect penis kissed her vaginal opening. Then I gently inserted my penis into her pussy, and concurrently, my fingers anointed her backside with jelly, pressed cautiously on and around her puckered hole. She attempted to unwind her sphincter, and my finger entered effortlessly. Reflexively, the sphincter coiled around it, but then it eased again. I rotated my finger circularly, widening the aperture, ultimately stroking in a second finger. Together with my penis penetrating her muff and my hand stimulating her breast, she tolerated it remarkably, even engaging with my movements. Then I removed my fingers and inserted a medium-sized anal dildo. She rejoiced and moaned loudly. I moved it in and out, occasionally varying directions - To the right and then to the left within her. Following a lengthy pause, I extricated the synthetic object and began infiltrating her anus with my manhood at a lethargic pace. When she initially felt my penis invading her anal cavity, she gasped, but it slid in seamlessly and caused no major discomfort. Immediately upon thrusting into her tight anus, she yelled for me to intensify my stokes and incorporate my fingers to rub her G-spot and stimulate her clitoris. We culminated almost simultaneously. Following our climax, she headed to the bathroom. Upon returning, she embraced me, "Lover, you were remarkable. You were patient, and my orgasm was one of the best I've ever had. If you're in the mood for a similar experience in the future, just signal me. I genuinely enjoyed it."
Then, we relished in our lovemaking even more: Bouncing on the floor, on the kitchen table, atop the washing machine, and even in a public park. The sky appeared to be our boundary.
In our fourth year of love, we initiated a discussion regarding our secret fantasies. We acceded that each would realize the other's desire on his or her birthday.
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Olivia's was next. She blushed and exclaimed that she wanted to be dominated, manipulated, restrained, and even punished, as long as it did not involve excessive pain.
Her birthday befell a Friday. I arrived home earlier. Upon opening the front entrance, she observed a note: 'Distribute the blindfold you see on the table, and remove your clothing. Once you have donned the blindfold and undressed, announce loudly your availability. Infractions will not be tolerated, and a punitive consequence will follow. Your Master.'
From behind the door, I heard her laughter. Minutes had passed, and I heard her voice resound, "Maestro, I am prepared for you." I walked out of hiding, checked that the blindfold was in place correctly, and discovered she could witness nothing. Without uttering a word, I took her palm in mine, guided her to our room, secured both her wrists behind her, and stood her by the bed's edge facing towards me.
Thereafter, I withdrew my footwear, trudged into the living room, and circled about. I started murmuring aloud, cognizant that she could hear my voice but not the actual words. She called out to me, "Noah, I hadn't agreed to incorporate anyone else into our activities."
I returned to the bedroom and said, "Woman, you are now my muniverse. You are no more valuable than a chicken or goat, hence remain silent and cease producing noise until I am prepared for you." I exited the room and shortly afterwards continued my whispering, occasionally attempting to modify my voice.
I waited for another five minutes and reentered, "Fine, I'll address your predicament. When I behold your figure, I am reminded of divine artwork. God did a phenomenal job on your silhouette." I turned my head away and queried, "What are your observations?"
I clutched her hands and warned firmly, "Ma'am, it's either your hearing is failing or your mental capacity has weakened, but you have no control what's going to happen tonight. This is my final warning!"
As I caressed her neck, I guided my way down to her divine chest. She was shaking. I encircled her luscious orbs and murmured, "These divine creations are the best I've ever touched. You're captivated by them. Would you like to touch them?"
Olivia spun around and shrieked, "Noah, get rid of whoever it is and release my hands. Now!"
I growled ominously, "Slow down, ma'am. I'll release you when I'm ready. I cautioned you to behave, and you didn't listen, so first, I'll teach you a lesson. Then, we'll ravage your glorious body, and if your attitude improves, I MIGHT remove the blindfold so you can see us dominating your body. Understood?"
She screamed, "Noah, what you're doing is against my will. If you persist, this will be the last time you see me."
"I can see we're not in tune. There's only one way to enhance your comprehension. I've always enjoyed your derriere. Squeezing it was pleasurable, but now I'll manipulate it differently. Therefore, I grabbed her brawny body, carried her to the nearest chair, set her on my lap, and swiftly smacked her supple ass cheeks 6 times with a semi-closed fist. It wasn't too painful, but she was furious and seethed, "This will be your demise!"
I ignored her, turned away, and announced, "I adore her ass. When she walks, it's mesmerizing. The way she struts always excites my cock." I overheard her muffled voice, "Asshole."
I stood her upright and transferred her to the bed. I spread out her legs and tied each ankle to a post. Then, while maintaining a firm grip on her hands, I unbound her hands, raised them, and tied them to the highest posts. She was now fully exposed on our bed.
Her face was flushed, apparently livid at me, but she remained quiet.
I bent between her legs and happened upon her already-moist labia. I was astounded: I never knew being infuriated was a signal to secrete liquids. I had no time to consider it. Her visually stunning bald cunt was too tempting. I licked and lapped, devoting my time to furnish a meticulous job. She squirmed, attempting to distance herself from me, but in vain. My tongue moved a bit faster, at times sliding within her folds and writhing within her slit. I heard faint moans. I added 2 fingers, delicately massaging her pussy, and observed Olivia's actions transformed from fleeing away from me to pushing my fingers deeper...
The resonating movements and abundant amount of lubricating fluid informed me she was on the verge of another phase. But I couldn't resist, "Just as I told you, when I'm eating you out, you become putty. Olivia, you misbehaved previously, so we're done tonight. We'll head to the TV and rest."
"Noah, please don't. I need you inside me. I'm so aroused, and I'll die if you abandon me like this."
"Darling, you threatened to leave me. Why should I care?"
"No, please! I didn't mean it. Please penetrate me."
"Sorry. I can't do that. My friend is here, and I won't have sex with you while he's left aroused. After all, he's an exceptional friend."
"Noah, what do you want?"
"I want him to join us. First, I'll fuck you, and then you'll suck him. Finally, we'll swap places. If you think it's too much to ask, I'll understand. I'll send him away and return to my room."
"Don't!... I'll do it. Tell him to come near my face, but I must have your cock thrusting into me relentlessly. I'm so close..."
I chattered something backward and turned back to her, "Olivia, he feels unwelcome and despises interfering with our sex unless you invite him. Incidentally, his name is Jim."
She was verging on tears and mumbled meekly, "Jim, come here, please. I want both you and Noah to ravage my body."
I praised her, "Excellent. I enjoy when you adhere to my commands!"
My cock was stiff since Olivia's nudity was visible to our mystery guest. I climbed the bed, assumed the kneeling position between her legs, and violated her pussy, shoving my dick into her all the way in one forceful push. I didn't tarry for her reaction and kept brutally thrusting into her tight channel. Her sobs halted momentarily, and her body spasmed uncontrollably. She cried out loudly, sometimes grunting incoherent sentences, "Whaaat? Oh fuuuck. God, I caaanot taake iit... Haaarder!"
I had a longer-lasting erection than usual for a particular reason: Earlier, when I got home, I knew I wanted our escapade to last longer, so an hour prior to her arrival, I masturbated and ejaculated in our restroom.
Continuing to thrust aggressively into her body, I disregarded her cries and incoherent babbling. After 20 minutes of unrestrainedly violating her bound frame and pinching her nipples, I came deep within her womb, gushing loads of sticky liquid inside her vagina. In hindsight, the quantity was smaller, but that was how I perceived it at the time.
Upon completion, I stood up, positioned myself near her head, rotated her face toward mine, and rammed my sticky member into her mouth. She was still catching her breath following her massive orgasm. Her lips closed over my shrinking penis, and she commenced extracting the remaining fluid. I left it inserted for a spell. She had finished swallowing the final remnants and now was employing it as a pacifier. My numb shaft was touchy, but her lips were tender, hence I left it there for an extended time.
Soon, I loosened her bindings and eliminated her blindfold. The initial thing she did was seek out my buddy, "Where's Jim? I was so horny that you could have had three friends, and I'd consent to sleep with all of them..."
I indicated the top shelf, "Do you notice the camera up there?"
She chortled, "You filmed the entire event?"
"Of course. Please go clean up. In the meantime, I'll link the camera to our TV, and we'll enjoy a stimulating porn flick."
Together, we watched the entire movie, her head leaning on my shoulder. Once it concluded, she grinned, "You were such a jerk. You had me believing someone was here, and now I call you a jerk after realizing that nobody was there. Can't you just decide, woman?..."
She sweetly Kissed my lips, "Sweetheart, you were unbelievable! Thank you for the spectacular anniversary gift. In the future, what would YOU prefer as a gift?"
"I yearn for Jim to be physically present and engage in a threesome."
She winked, "My mind hints that he'll be viewing my body for the second time."
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