What's in the Bag

July the 23rd 2007 My friend Paul was only about 21 when he plucked up the courage to tell me that he wanted more than just a friendship with me. I’d had no idea that he had felt that way, he had never even hinted before. But then again, perhaps he had I just hadn’t realised it. I am 10 years older than Paul, married, and much more experienced than him sexually. He knew I loved younger men though, and also knew of my dalliances with the other men in my life. He knew how much I enjoyed teaching them new tricks. Thinking about it though, Paul seemed to fit the bill as he was young enough and with his slim and sleek body type I knew many women would consider him attractive. Eventually Paul and I embarked on a secret rendezvous. We had arranged to meet in a room at the Waterside Hotel in Grasmere. The Lake District is such a beautiful place and the hotel itself was in a secluded and romantic area. Paul arrived first, with a sports bag containing numerous sex toys. He unpacked his bag which contained everything that I’d instructed him to bring. As he removed them from his bag, he carefully inspected each one and fantasized about the endless possibility of each apparatus. The array of toys consisted of butt plugs, anal beads, a vibrator, a clitoris massager, and a penis extender. Paul removed each toy from its packaging and gave them a quick rinse in the bathroom sink. I arrived about a half hour after Paul. I smiled at him as I shook the rain out my short brown hair. I looked on the bed at the equipment and nodded my approval. I asked him if he had managed to get everything without any problems, and he just replied with a smile and a blush and trying to act nonchalant but he was fidgeting nervously. Paul was anxious to experiment with the new purchases; he ran his fingers through my damp hair and kissed my neck. "Which one would you like to try first?" he asked. I giggled mischievously. "Not so fast," I whispered. I looked deep into his summer green eyes and kissed him softly on the lips. Then I inserted my tongue in his mouth, and we enjoyed a long, passionate kiss. I began to open up the buttons on Paul's shirt but they were tiny and I quickly became frustrated and literally ripped the shirt off his body. Paul massaged my nipples through my thin, silky, dress. They were erect with anticipation. Paul kissed me again, as he slid his hand behind me and unzipped my dress. In a whirl of excitement, my dress floated to the floor and I stepped out of it. I was wearing nothing underneath except white lacy topped stockings, heels and a lacy garter belt. I reached for Paul's cock; it was already hard from the scent of my perfume which, he told me, always made him horny. I got on my knees and unzipped his pants with my teeth, an old trick I had learned over the years. Paul unfastened the button on his jeans and I eased them down to around his ankles. I slipped my tongue around the tip of his cock, teasing him with it. Then I slid my lips down over the head and down the full length of his shaft. Paul moaned and thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock into my throat. I skilfully bobbed up and down his shaft while working my magic on his tight balls with my fingers. After a few minutes I knew I had to slow things down so I withdrew my lips from his cock. I sat on the edge of the king-sized bed and lay back, relaxing into the downy comforter. Paul knelt on the thick pile of the carpet, his mouth watering as he gazed at my shaven pussy. He unclipped my garters and slowly rolled down my stockings, one leg at a time. He then spread my pussy lips apart with his fingers and began to lap at my juicy hole. Then he massaged my clit with his thumb as he tasted my sweet juices. I placed my hands on the back of his head and positioned his lips snugly over my clitoris. I panted as he sucked my female penis into his mouth and slipped a finger up inside of my damp hole. I reached toward the array of toys and wrapped my fingers around the anal plug, slipping it into Paul's sweaty palm. "I want you to do me first. Get the lubricant," I urged him. I was warm, and wet with excitement I got on my hands and knees on the bed with my legs spread and my ass in the air. Paul coated his finger with the Lube and zealously applied the jelly to my asshole with his finger. He massaged the area around my anus and then slowly slipped his finger inside me. I moaned at the touch and I began to fantasize about fucking 2 guys at the same time. One in each hole. Paul slipped his finger in and out of my ass until I began to relax and loosen up a lot more. Then he applied the lube to the plug and slowly worked it up into my tight ass, slowly and carefully until there was barely enough for him to keep hold of. After a few more minutes of this, and my ass was well and truly ready, I turned to him "Now it's your turn," I insisted. I snatched the anal beads from the assortment of toys and coated them with a generous amount of lubricant. Paul bent over the bed and I carefully inserted one bead at a time into his hairy ass. Now it was his turn to moan with pleasure. It was a first for him. He told me that he had never even considered having anything pushed up his own ass before. Once the last bead had popped inside his ass, we lay on the bed next to each other both of our asses equipped with some form of anal stimulant. We performed manual masturbation on one another, and as Paul fingered my deliciously moist hole, I jacked him off. After a while, I pushed him onto his side and began to slowly pull the beads out of his ass. An erotic sensation shot through Paul's body as each bead slid out of his tight hole. I watched Paul's face flinch with pleasure with each yank on the pearl beads. "I want you to fuck me now." I demanded. Again I positioned myself on all fours on the bed and Paul mounted me doggie style, inserting his thick cock into my wet pussy and being careful not to disturb my butt plug. I stretched my hand down between my legs and reached for the chain of beads dangling down from Paul's ass. As he pumped his cock in and out of me I occasionally gave the beads a little tug. Paul thrust his hips and as he sent his cock deep into me, the force of his body simultaneously pushed the plug deeper into my ass. I began shaking with out of control pleasure as I savoured the intense feeling of my ersatz double penetration. I was so overwhelmed I could barely talk but I somehow managed to get out the words. "Now use this," I panted as I handed him the penis extender. Paul reluctantly withdrew his cock from my sticky hole. I helped him slide the penis extender down over the tip of his wet cock. Then I used my hand to guide his dick back inside me. I reached a new threshold between pain and pleasure as Paul began fucking me hard with his super long 11-inch cock. He grabbed my anal plug by the handle and began forcing it in and out of my ass as he fucked me. Then without warning I let out a scream of ecstasy. I lifted my ass in the air as Paul pounded me faster and I exploded in orgasm. Paul pulled out his cock and removed the extender I quickly swung around and enveloped my lips around Paul's cock. I loved the taste of my own sticky juices on a man. I swallowed the head of his pulsating penis deep into my throat. Paul thrust his cock into my tonsils as he fucked my mouth. I paused for a moment, and looking up at Paul I whispered "I want you to cum in my mouth,” Paul was thrilled. He plunged his hard cock in and out of my mouth, and I jacked him off with my hand whilst sucking continuously on the purple head. Finally, he let out a moan and propelled hot bursts of semen into my mouth. I swished it around in my mouth before swallowing it down, savouring every tasty drop. I had learned to swallow at a young age and I really enjoyed the taste and smell of fresh sperm. I looked over at Paul as he lay there all aglow. The beads were still inside his butthole and I began to tug on them again, gently. His eyes opened and he smiled and moaned a little more. He kissed me on the lips and thanked me for being such a good friend.