Longing

by Chelsea Dorsette

  Once again, Doug returned with something in his hand. It was the vibrating butt plug they had purchased the day before. She had heard about them and knew what they were for, but had never experienced one. Climbing back into bed, Doug reached for a bottle of lubricant that was on the bed side table. Giving her a long, seductive kiss he gently coaxed her to get up on all fours. While he slathered the plug with lubricant he said, “This may hurt a bit at first. Just take a nice deep breath and relax.”

  Turning her head around slightly to look back at him she said in a barely audible tone, “I trust you. I trust you, Doug.” She could hear the buzzing of the plug as he turned it on. Then, spreading her cheeks apart with one hand, he very slowly inserted the plug into her anus as she took a deep, relaxing breath. Once the plug was completely inserted into her she realized that it didn’t hurt. The vibration that it gave off was exhilarating and she was completely turned on by the new sensation to her body. After letting the plug stay inside her for a few minutes, Doug instructed her to hold it in place while he took more lubricant and oiled up his penis. This was by far the most intimate thing she had ever done with a man and she felt like a virgin all over again. Letting Doug take the reins, she did everything he told her to do. He was more than ready to enter her from behind and he asked if she was too. Nodding her head in confirmation, he pulled the butt plug out, put both of his hands on her bottom, spread her cheeks as far apart as possible and very slowly began to enter her.

  She could feel every movement of his manhood penetrating her tight core and she focused on just staying relaxed and not tightening up. It was a glorious feeling. It was completely different from intercourse in her vagina. He was sweet, sensitive and completely solicitous to her as he knew this was her first time. Letting him know how good it was feeling, she made it clear that she wanted him to take his release. Holding onto her hips, he pumped gently a few more times and then feeling completely overwhelmed by how tight she was, he unloaded into her.

  Curling up under the covers again, they both lay in silence feeling content. Tracy could sense she was falling in love with him but felt it was still too soon to say as much. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t confusing lust with love. After all, they hadn’t known each other that long and most of their relationship up until now had been long distance. Giving him a big kiss on the cheek she got out of bed, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the shower. Finally, it was their time to shower together, and not over Skype. The hot water soothed her soul and her body as Doug took his time washing her hair, soaping her up and kissing her deeply. As much as it pleasured her to feel his hands rubbing all over her wet body, it pleased her even more to be doing it to him. She hated that he had to leave today but as they towel dried, dressed and sat eating breakfast in the kitchen, they made plans for next weekend at his house. Walking him to his truck, she looked longingly into his eyes and gave him a deep kiss goodbye. Rolling down his truck window he called out as he started to back down the driveway, “Don’t forget to bring the other goodies that we bought yesterday!”

  Chapter Five - Woodstock

  After having had such a wonderful time with Doug last weekend at her house, Tracy was thrilled to be coming to his house this weekend in Woodstock, New Hampshire. He had given her excellent directions but the two hour ride was torture because she was so excited to see him again. Because he lived right by Franconia State Park in the White Mountains, she had no doubt that they would do some hiking this weekend. In addition to the nipple clamps they had bought but didn’t use last weekend, she also had thick socks, hiking boots and warm outerwear. The weather was supposed to be cool but beautiful this weekend and she was every bit as excited to hike, as she was to sex him up!

  Pulling up his dirt driveway she could see he lived in a log house. It was perfect and private, and she was delighted that it was surrounded by woods. She couldn’t see another house near his. She had always loved the New Hampshire woods and his house was like a fairy tale. She could hardly wait to see the inside. As if on cue, the front door opened and Doug sauntered out wearing jeans, a flannel shirt and hiking boots. He was every bit a country guy and she knew instantly by the smell of fire as she got out of the car, that he had a wood burning stove for heat. Sure enough, as she looked across his yard she saw a cord of fire wood piled up and a large axe. Coming up to her car, he wrapped her in his arms and said, “Welcome to my humble home.”

  Giving him a long, sultry kiss she replied, “Humble or not, there’s no place I’d rather be than in the woods alone with you!” Pleased by her words, he gently pinched her cheek and reached into the back seat to grab her bag. Looking around the yard as she followed him inside she could see he had a separate garage and work shed. She could also see a big snow plow resting beside the garage and a generator. Curious about the plow she asked, “Do you snow plow in the winter?” Doug explained how he makes extra money plowing for the town and for friends and neighbors. Tracy was impressed with his varied skills and she looked forward to learning more about him this weekend.

  Now it was his turn to show her around. She loved how warm and cozy his log cabin was. He explained that much of his wood furniture was made in New Hampshire using hardwoods from this region of the White Mountains. She loved the side tables that were made out of birch trees. They had always been her favorite tree and she hated that she didn’t have any on her property. The wood stove sat along one wall of the living room and he also had a fireplace, a big TV and a desk with a laptop sitting on it. Looking at the laptop she couldn’t help but get silly, thinking back to when they were doing all that Skyping back in August.

  Walking over to the computer, Tracy flashed Doug a big grin and said, “Oh, the things this computer has seen!”

  Bursting out laughing Doug responded, “Yes indeed. That is one R-rated computer. Little did I know when I signed up for Skype that I would be using it for all the naughty things you made me use it for!”

  Putting on an act of innocence Tracy widened her eyes and said coyly, “That I made you use it for?” Continuing the innocent ruse she teased in a sarcastic tone, “Sir, I would never suggest such a naughty thing! I am a lady after all. You must have me confused with someone else!” Chuckling out loud, Doug strode across the room, swept her up into his arms and while she laughed and screamed out, he carried her over to the couch and plopped her down. Draping himself on top of her, he took her face in his hands and kissed her long and hard. His tongue felt delicious as it explored deep into her mouth and she could feel his passion rising. Kissing him back with the same fervor, she ran her hands through his hair and gently moaned.

  Breaking the passionate kiss for a moment, Doug whispered, “Sit up.” As she did, he ripped off her shirt and bra and threw them to the floor. As she rested back down on the couch, Doug wasted no time lowering his mouth to her breasts. While pinching and pulling one nipple with his fingers, he sucked and licked her other nipple with his lips and tongue. Once again, Tracy found herself in a wild frenzy of excitement and pleasure. Over and over he worked on each of her breasts while groaning out, “I love eating your tits, baby, I’m going to suck you raw.” Tracy loved his dirty talk. The sexiness of what he was saying to her aroused her to such a degree that she could feel the warmth of her female juices starting to thicken inside her pussy.

  Barely able to breath, Tracy whispered, “I need you in my mouth, right now. Please…” Getting up off the couch Doug stood up, undid his jeans and pushed them down until they rested around his knees. Sitting up, she swung her legs onto the floor and while staying in a sitting position on the couch, Tracy reached for his hips and pulled him so he was standing right in front of her. As much as she wanted his cock deep inside her mouth, she wanted to tease and torment him a bit. Without touching him with her hand, she started by just flicking her tongue around his cock head. She could hear a sharp intake of breath as her wet tongue glided around just his tip. Being patient, she sucked his smooth head and circled her tongue around and around. When she felt his
hands reach for her head she knew it was time to give him more. As she reached out to grasp the base of his cock to stroke him, she took him deeper into her mouth. Calling out his pleasure, he grabbed her hair in his hands. Releasing her hand from his heat, she put it between his legs, cupped his sac and began to squeeze his balls while sucking his shaft in earnest. She loved how his testicles felt in her hands as she manipulated them and pulled on the skin of his sack.

  “That’s it baby,” he coaxed. “Don’t’ forget my balls.” He was so hard and stiff that as she glided her lips back and forth on his penis, she could feel his cock head hitting the back of her throat. Hearing him moan out louder made Tracy want to suck, lick and stroke him even more.

  Releasing her hair from the clutch of his hands, Doug started to move her head to the rhythm of his need. She could tell by how his voice was getting louder that he was about to cum. Pulling her mouth away she stood up, quickly undid her pants and pushed them down to her ankles. Dropping onto all fours on the floor she demanded, “Take me from behind.”

  Seeing her prone like that with her beautiful body begging for him he kicked off his pants, dropped to his knees behind her and thrust himself deep. As he pumped back and forth holding onto her hips, she dropped down further onto her elbows in a completely subservient position. Seeing her positioned this way Doug cooed, “Yeah…That’s what I like baby. Give yourself to me completely.” As their bodies moved rapidly in unison together she knew he was just seconds away from spilling inside her. As his living room clock chimed the top of the hour, Doug took his sweet release.

  Lying side by side on the living room floor they hugged, kissed and relaxed enjoying the warmth of each others bodies. After snuggling for a while Tracy sat up and said, “It’s still early in the afternoon. Let’s go for a hike!” Doug thought that was a perfect way to spend the rest of the afternoon and as he helped her to stand up he said, “I know the perfect place to take you to. It’s called Flume Gorge and it’s not far from here. There’s also an amazing waterfall there called Avalanche Falls. It’s breathtaking.” Tracy was psyched to get going. Grabbing for her overnight bag, she pulled out her hiking clothes, grabbed her camera and in just a few moments she was ready.

  On the short drive to the gorge, Doug explained a little bit about what she was going to see. He said, “Flume gorge lies at the base of Mount Liberty. It’s a natural gorge extending 800 feet and its granite walls rise to a height of 70-90 feet.” Cautioning her he further explained, “There are a lot of stairs to take to get both down and back up from the base of the gorge. It’s going to be a bit tiring but it’s well worth the views.” Tracy couldn’t have been more excited as they pulled into the parking area to begin their hike. What she wasn’t prepared for right off the bat, was the most magnificent waterfall she had ever seen! The water was cascading down into the gorge with a vengeance and the sound was deafening. Speaking louder to be heard over the crashing water Doug yelled, “That’s a 45 foot drop!” Tracy was mesmerized. As they made their descent down the stairs, she could feel the air temperature drop quite a bit and she was grateful she brought her fleece jacket. Water spray was everywhere but the stairs were just far enough away they didn’t get wet. Finally reaching the bottom Tracy pulled out her camera and took pictures of the most beautiful waterfall she had ever seen.

  For the next three hours Doug and Tracy traversed the gorge looking at all the amazing flowers, ferns and mosses that were growing everywhere. Just as they got to a turn on the path Doug said excitedly, “Wait until you see what’s around the corner!” She couldn’t imagine what she would see that would be any better than what they had witnessed so far. Yet sure enough, as they rounded the corner, a huge boardwalk was suspended over the gorge, moving slightly in the breeze. For a brief moment, Tracy was nervous about walking across it. It looked shaky and old and she wasn’t really a big fan of heights. But she was desperate to see what lay ahead on the remainder of the hike. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed onto the rope railings, followed Doug and proceeded cautiously across.

  Letting out a huge sigh of relief when she reached the end, she looked at Doug and said quietly, “That was awesome!” Now back on firm footing, they proceeded for another 30 minutes until out of the blue, a covered bridge stood looming in their path. While she spent a few minutes taking pictures of the bridge, Doug explained that this bridge was the oldest in the state. Even as old as it was, she could tell it was being cared for by the park. Crossing the bridge they weaved their way for a few more miles until they were finally back to the parking area. Tracy was exhausted but exhilarated.

  As the trucked bounced down the dirt road leading out of the park, Tracy felt tired but also thrilled at having had such a wonderful day. She was looking forward to a hot shower, some wine and a good meal. Turning to face Doug she said, “So, Mountain Boy, what’s for dinner? I’m famished!”

  Winking back at her he said, “That’s a surprise. You’ll just have to wait to find out.”

  Pouting at him in return, she slid down on the seat, put her feet up on the dash and pretended to be huffy. Doug laughed at her attempt to make him feel bad and reached over and slapped her available butt cheek. Trying to keep up the ruse she muttered, “Well it better be good or you’ll have to answer to me.”

  Doug was completely amused and wondered if he should botch the dinner so he would have to answer to her! But in the end, he knew someone was going to be answering to someone tonight, regardless of whether the meal was good or not. Laughing out loud he countered, “Trust me. You’re going to like it. And I don’t mean just the food!”

  Just as she planned, when they got home she got into the shower while he went into the kitchen to get dinner going. She knew her leg muscles were going to ache tomorrow but she didn’t care. It was well worth any discomfort she may have over the next few days. And she was quite certain that Doug would give her a massage tomorrow if she played her cards right. Coming back into the kitchen after her shower, Tracy’s nostrils flared at the wonderful smell emanating from the kitchen. “My God!” she cried. “What are you making? It smells wonderful!”

  Feeling a sense of satisfaction from her praise he answered, “Beef stroganoff. It’s one of my specialties and I love making it in the cooler months. I also have hot dinner rolls and salad. I do have a better nickname for it though. Care to guess what I really call it?” Eyeing him quizzically, she racked her brain and couldn’t think of what he was alluding to. Answering in defeat, she admitted that she didn’t have a clue. Smiling at her in a conspiratorial way he said, “My nickname for this meal is beef stroke me off!” Bursting out laughing, Tracy knew she would never be able to hear the name of this meal out loud again without her dying inside. It was such a fitting nickname for a delicious meal after a delicious day. And she knew more was to come. She couldn’t help but walk over to him, hug him in a huge embrace and kiss him tenderly. It seemed that as every day went by, she was more and more taken with him. As it turned out, the meal was every bit as delicious as it smelled. No longer famished, Tracy rubbed her belly and told Doug she needed to do the dishes if she had any chance in hell of staying awake after their huge hike. All too happy to oblige Doug grabbed a beer, relaxed on the couch and let her do what he instinctively knew she needed and wanted to do. Tracy hated eating and just sitting afterwards. She liked to have movement after food was put in her stomach. Although doing dishes was not a big activity, it helped her digest and made her feel more comfortable.

  Satisfied that the kitchen was clean, Tracy poured herself a little more wine and joined Doug on the couch. She loved leaning against his body as he draped his arm protectively around her shoulders. It was an intimate gesture that made her feel cared for and cherished. As they listened to music, talked and watched the fire that Doug had set while she was doing dishes, it didn’t take long for them to realize they both wanted more. Standing up, Doug took the wine glass from her grasp and while reaching for her hand he whispered seductively, “Let’s go to my room.” All
too happy to do as he asked, Tracy kept her hand locked in his and followed him silently to his bedroom. The hike that day and the wonderful meal had her feeling very mellow but not too tired to be intimate. Thinking about feeling his body next to hers was everything she could want to end the day perfectly. As she stood next to his bed, he slowly and gently took off her clothes. As she stood before him totally bare, she offered him the same pleasure and peeled his clothes off until he stood naked before her. Very quietly he said, “Lie down on your back in the middle of the bed. I have something I want to do to you.” Doing as he instructed, she crawled up on the bed and lay down face up in the middle. Little did she know that he had under-mattress restraints already set up. This was a type of restraint that didn’t need a head or footboard. They attached under the mattress and when they were needed, the hand and ankle cuffs were all ready to go! She was incredibly impressed by his ingenuity and lay captive to his every desire as he put the restraint cuffs on her wrists and ankles.