Chapter 57: Pretzel

Jackie came out of the bathroom, the puffy nipples atop her small breast pointing her way. Only her bald slit was covered by the black lace thong she had put on earlier. She looked at the bed and then at me, puzzled. I asked her, “What? You look confused.”

She again looked at the bed. She answered my question with a question of her own. “I was wondering what I should wear today?”

“Well, we’re not going into the plant,” I said as an answer.

“Yeah, but you always seem to know what looks good on me. And is right for the day’s activities, “She stated. Then she joked. “You probably know because you’re always staring at me when I am naked. You perv, you.”

“Can I help it if I like looking at gorgeous naked young women,” I answered. In response to her perv comments, I poked back. “So, I say you go naked so I can stare some more. It is, after all, your perfect outfit. Or do you think I could find another gorgeous young woman to parade around naked for me? I mean I have seen many gorgeous women here.”

“I don’t parade around,” Jackie objected while she marched around the room like she was in a parade. Her small tits jiggled and shimmied with each step. Her butt cheeks did as well, causing a dilemma of which I should watch. She didn’t, though, say anything about finding another woman to walk around naked for me. I didn’t know if she didn’t care if I did get one. Or if she thought I couldn’t find one.

Jackie stopped her marching, which I was enjoying immensely. The shake and ripples in her tits and ass end the second her marching about did. She playfully came over to me and pushed me back on the bed. “See you’re being a perv now. Staring at my diminutive breast. Let me help you there.” She climbed over me laughing.

Her breasts had morfed the little they could change being as firm as they were. But the softball-sized tits turned into small cones with marshmallow ends. The soft squishy cones on her meatier cones pressed into my cheeks. She quickly moved them all over my face. The marbles in the center of the soft pink cone passed over my lips. I was surprised by the suddenness of her actions and didn’t try to capture the points with my lips or teeth. I was too busy laughing with her as she having some sexy fun.

I thought it was good she wanted to play this way after having lost the virginity of her last two holes, in the previous twenty-four hours. She swiped her soft areola across my lips one last time very quickly. After which I said, “Seeing is great but tasting is better.” I snapped at the erasures like a snapping turtle after a cricket.

Jackie popped up and got off me and the bed. “That reminds me. I’m hungry.”

Before she could get two steps away from the bed, I hooked her waist with my arm and the back of her thong with my fingers. I swept her back onto the bed and her thong down to her calves. The mattress barely sagged with the weight of Jackie’s back hitting it. She bounced up when the mattress springs reflexed back.

Jackie immediately began kicking her legs and giggling uncontrollably. I couldn’t tell if the kicking was to keep me away or her effort to get her thong completely off her legs. Either way, she failed at both, but I succeeded in fully ripping her thong down her leg and over her feet.

Towering over the woman, who was clearly enjoying being manhandled back onto the bed, I said, “You’re being a tart. And you know what happens to tarts?”

“They get spanked,” she replied giddily. Her hope what she said was true was displayed by her starting to roll over.

I light-heartedly pop her clit with my hand. It wasn’t more than a playful snack like she would do to my chest. She moaned loving it. I chuckled, “For any other tart, I would say yes. But you would enjoy it way too much.” I popped her clit again a little harder and the moan got louder accompanied by a groan and a heavy sigh. “For you, I think it needs to be something like tarts get eaten.”

I no more finished my statement as I had the backs of her knees on my shoulders and her clit between my teeth. It was faster than Jackie had done, surprising me with her tits brushing against my face. I bit down hard enough to cause her to bellow out, “Argh.” The bite lasted a while.

The whole time, I had her button trapped in my teeth, she was unable to pull it out. I swiped at it with the tip of my tongue. Jackie panted and huffed getting worked up. Sucking on the nub got her worked up even more. She rolled her head side to side on her fanned-out brunette hair while I kept my mouth on her slit. She gasped, “I could learn to love this punishment.”

She didn’t know what the real punishment was. I locked her feet at the ankles in the crooks of my elbows. Her legs were locked over my shoulders. I licked up through her slit while I raised up. My standing first raised her hips off the bed leaving only her shoulders on the bed. As I stood up fully her head drug along the bed. The hair it had been rolling on stayed fanned out dragging behind on the covers. I backed away from the bed with Jackie acting as an upside-down naked human apron.

Jackie hung off the front of me, her butt pressed into my chest and the back of her head on my dick. Her pussy was again served up. As I licked her cunt, I looked down her body which was stretched differently than before. Her tits were subjected to gravity going up her tits. She groaned as I kept her wrong side up.

A couple of times minutes after I backed from the bed with Jackie’s hair hanging down, she tried to raise up. The hanging situp tightened her stomach but Jackie was unable to complete it. I helped prevent the completion by biting on her clit when she had gotten halfway up. She groaned out in pleasure and frustration.

Being upside down had her breathing heavily, both in excitement and because her organs not normally on her diaphragm were resting on top of it. I ran my tongue into and out of her labia-covered hole. Every fourth fucking I flicked its ridge sweeping my tongue and lips up to her clit. There the nub was burnished and sucked on making Jackie moan louder. I maintained her as a human apron doing what I wanted to her vulva.

For over five minutes, Jackie huffed and gasped at my eating her. The position was designed to make it difficult for her to breathe and it seemed to be doing that. Her naturally increased heart rate and breathing, while in the middle of cunnilingus, was helping the oxygen deprivation along. Starved of Oxygen, Jackie was getting closer to orgasm quickly. Her orgasm was not part of the plan. But the sensations battering her bundle of nerves were sent directly to her brain. She must have been still sensitive from the multiple hours earlier and quickly started to shake under the assault of my tongue. I felt her body start to alternate between shaking and freezing every muscle indicating she was stepping over the line.

I thought I knew a way to end her climax before it took hold. I drew in a big breath of air. Lungs filled to capacity, below her clit I press my lips firmly to the base between her pink thin lips. I blew out hard between the sensitive and engorged lips making a loud fart noise. She didn’t know if she was supposed to laugh or groan out at the Zerbert. Plus there was the orgasm that the Zerbert’s vibration seemed to send to a higher plane, immediately. Her legs tried to stick straight out but were locked by my elbows. Before she regained a modicum of control, her feet kicked into my retraining elbows laughing, panting, and moaning all at the same time. It was something I’d never seen before and was something I knew I would do again sometime. I went back to the bed, and let her still kicking feet pass by my elbows.

She had strained her body and worked her muscles overheating her. Slowly I lowered her back to the bed. She fell onto the bed sweat pouring out of her pores. It was too bad she had just gotten out of the shower minutes earlier.

I remained standing next to the bed looking down at her. I laughed at her being a bundle of orgasmic nerves. She was one big mass of overwrought nerves that her orgasmic bliss brought on. When she could finally breathe freely and speak, she huffed out. “That wasn’t funny.”

I looked down at her and said, “Oh, it was plenty funny.”

She rolled over and crawled up the bed. She laughingly said, “You’re such a meany.”

I chuckled at her, “Yeah, that’s me, Mr Meany.” I grabbed her ankle and dragged her down the bed. She continued laughing, giggling, and kicking while playing. “I’ll show you, Mr Meany.” I rolled her over again and spanked her ass a few more times. She gasped excitedly by the few slaps on her butt cheek. “Are you going to be OK?”

“I will be if you do that again.” She answered impishly.

“Nope, time for food. You said you are hungry,” I said letting her know she wouldn’t get her wish.

She reached out and squeezed my cock through my shorts. “I could always go for dessert.”

I looked at her and said,” I’m not sure that I’m going to trust you with my dick between your teeth at this moment. It doesn’t seem like a real safe move.”

She squeezed on my cock making it harder. She said, “Oh, I’m not going to bite it. I might nibble on it a little bit. But I’m not going to do anything that would prevent it from giving me, what it did last night and today. That was incredible.”

I had gone to her drawers and pulled out the denim skirt she had worn when she was pissed at me. I put it on the bed where she was still laughing. Next to the denim skirt, I put her black leggings. They were individual knit tubes that would be pulled on individually going up to her upper thigh. Jackie looked at me strangely. I answered her unasked question, “It is supposed to be chilly today. And I know how you get with just a touch of cold.”

Next, I found the blouse she had worn that same day. However, this time I skipped the push-up bra. The virtually see-through blouse was put next to the skirt. “There you go the perfect outfit for the day. Oh and dog ears. You always look so cute in them.”

Sitting up Jackie held each garment up, considering them. She noticed there were no panties or bra laid out and said, “You know best.” But she didn’t sound convinced. She went into the bathroom to put her hair up before returning to the set out clothing. The leggings were pulled into place and the blouse hung from her shoulders. Her nipples were clearly visible as she wrapped the small skirt around her waist. It came down enough to barely cover the elastic bands at the tops of her thighs when standing. The inch-wide bands were clearly visible when she sat down to put on the tennis shoes, I brought to her. The juice still running out of her snatch came down her inner thigh. In little over an inch it hit the legging and wicked out making a darker black ring.

I also handed her a half-length denim jacket that came to just below her breasts. “This should keep your arms warm if you get cold.”

“I like the museum form of heating better,” Jackie said taking the jacket but not putting it on. She instead folded it over her purse that hung at her hip from the leather strap on her shoulder. “I’m getting a little cold standing here. Maybe we could try some of that warming up?”

“Yeah maybe,” I answered. I took her arm and led us out of the room. “In the meantime breakfast.”

In the elevator the lube that had soaked into the leggings and that which hadn’t run out yet filled the elevator with the heady scent of her sex. She shivered slightly at the cool dry air in the elevator. Jackie’s nipples immediately went hard. The marbles they formed were poked out of the light linen blouse. They might as well have not had any fabric over them or her areola. The whole top was basically see-through.

The usual forty-second ride had us stop one floor below the premium rooms like the one Jackie and I had been in for the past three months. Waiting on the elevator was a young business traveler getting a late start. Because of it, he got an eyeful of Jakie’s small tits. He looked at her face once, stepping into the elevator car. After seeing the lobby floor was chosen, he smiled and nodded to Jackie. The strain not to look at her chest was unmistakable, as he failed.

He kept glancing back at Jackie’s all but uncovered tits. But his eyes traveled no further down. Which was good for me, as my idea had me hard in no time. And there were things that she had done since meeting me that made me curious. There was; the having me massage her tits at the museum, the grinding her ass into me there as well, and the swimming naked. When there was no threat of being spanked. Plus the walking around in outfits like the one she had on with no pantie, and of course, the night of the auction. All of which had me wonder if she was a closeted exhibitionist.

Thus behind Jackie, I started my test. I whispered in her ear. “You said you wanted to experience it all.” I had opened my shorts before the guy had gotten on the elevator, with the idea of fucking her on the way down. I squatted down after moving her feet wider. I lifted the back of her small skirt. “Time to be an exhibitionist,” I whispered in her ear, hitting her hole dead center.

Jackie grunted as I raised her up onto her toes. Her pussy was forced to stretch as I drove my dick further up her. She put her hand over her mouth in an attempt to hold in the second grunt and moan when I thrust up again. Try as she may, Jackie still let out a guttural, “God Joe not now.”

“Definitely now,” I said doing one more hard thrust burying my dick fully into her passage. My thrust forced my dick to widen her still-wet cavern. She raised up further than her toes could extend and threw her off balance. She put her hands out and caught herself using the car’s walls.

Our guest rider could not help but notice Jackie’s grunt and fall forward. Or her hips that rocked on my shaft deep within her. The brown-haired man no longer acted as if he was not interested in Jackie’s tits. Though his attention was being drawn to other places.

I held the lower hem of her skirt up to the tops of her hips. There with the one hand, I helped steady her. My other hand had all the buttons of her see-through blouse open before we passed by two floors. It took less than half a floor before I had it fully open showing off her small tits to the man that earlier had been enthralled with them. Now though, he had to decide which held more interest. The base of my dick wedged in between her smooth still somewhat splotched purple pussy lips or tits equally showing signs of earlier sex.

I had my hand on her exposed chest and pulled her upright bowing her slightly The curve stuck both her tits out further for better viewing. It did the same for her cunt filled with my dick. I rolled the nipple and pulled it out while the captive man watched the show. I pinched her nipple while I drew my cock back through her wet snatch. Jackie’s cunt slurped at my cock as more of it was displayed. She groaned raising her arm up to grab my neck from behind. Her elevated arm jutted her rolled nipple out closer to the man’s face. She breathlessly sighed “God what are you doing to me?” She punctuated the question by thrusting her hips backward. The sopping squelch of her cunt being refilled with my cock filled the elevator car.

“Fucking you ... You said you wanted to do it all,” I repeated grunting as I filled the last inch of her twat with my cock.

I looked at the man, whose surprise encompassed his whole body. “You don’t mind if I fuck my companion here and now, do you?”

The man stammered his anwer, “No ... No go right ahead.” He then said what he was really thinking. “Hell, I would fuck her, if you didn’t want to.”

There was some embarrassment as well as excitement at showing off her new skill in front of a total stranger. She blushed all over as she rapidly gyrated her hips and thrust like she was on a dance floor. In less than three floors she was bellowing, mostly unashamed, “God Joe fuck me ... Fuck me hard.”

She had taken to being the exhibitionist wholeheartedly, in five floors. She slammed back into me like she was riding a bronco, all the while her other hand was rubbing her clit. She made sure the brown-haired man got a good view of her hand strumming her button. All of it culminated in her climaxing as the doors to the lobby opened.

Jackie’s whine filled the lobby. The excited, “Oh Fuck yes.” could be heard in every corner of the open foyer. Her cunt collapsed down on me in no hurry to give me up. She instead closed her eyes and let the pleasure wash over her. Everyone in visual distance enjoyed seeing her heaving stomach and fluttering thigh which jiggled the tit I was not playing with.

For over a minute the brown-headed man stood in the elevator’s doorway keeping the doors from closing. The doors continually bumped him as he stood mesmerized by the spectacle of Jackie’s pure ecstasy. Others around the lobby stood in absolute disbelief though none of them looked away.

As the climax faded as fast as it had come about, Jackie took a deep breath and groaned at the wet slurp of my cock exiting her sodden hole. The girl cum I had been keeping in her came gushing out and glistened on the small stretch of skin before being absorbed by her black leggings. The whole car still smelled of sex even as the scent wafted into the lobby.

With some difficulty, I had stuffed my dick back in my shorts. They were tented but rebuttoned when I came out from behind Jackie. She stood frozen, consumed by the last waves of pleasure that showed on her face. An older man in his seventies, like the others stood in shock as he waited for Jackie and me to leave the elevator car. He finally said, “Dragă, vei fi bine?”

The man’s voice brought her out of her pleasure-induced comatose state. The first thing she did after reconnecting to the world was look at the brown-haired man. She remained as she was, with a hunger-lust in her eyes. And the other passenger had the meat to sate the hunger.

The older man repeated, “Doamnă?”

Jackie hadn’t realized she was still frozen in place until startled by the man’s voice. It was then she grasped all the people in the lobby had heard if not seen her climax. She muttered embarrassed, “Oh God.” The next thing that went through her brain was the fact she was still exposed. Her face and upper chest became a darker rose color as she blushed. The same embarrassed muttered, “Oh God,” occurred.

She stepped out of the car quickly brushing down her skirt over her bared bare pussy lips folds. While stared at, her shaking hands pulled her basically translucent blouse back over her heaving breasts with their marbled nipples. Her shaky fingers were unable to get the buttons through buttonholes that were plenty large enough. To this day, I’m not sure if they shook from embarrassment or excitement at having been exposed to everyone as she had her orgasm.

My companion kept her head down looking at the floor as she walked into the lobby. Her face and whole upper chest hadn’t lost its blush since the excitement of being fucked in the elevator. And became more red with every step. As I walked next to her, I told her, “So I think you’ve got the exhibitionist thing down quite nicely. Don’t you?”

It was the first time she raised her head since we started across the marble floor. She had the front of her still unbuttoned blouse fall open when her hands covered her face. “Ah, shit. Please don’t ask me, that.”

I continued to press and tease as her tits and jiggled with each step for all to see. “What you liked it that much? And thought you might continue it?”

It took Jackie a second to comprehend what I was eluding to. Her breathing sped up at the knowledge, but she also took her hands from her face. They went back to finish the incomplete job of buttoning the garment. Though it would only slightly obscure what people looking at her were seeing. “God, I don’t want to say the wrong thing and end up ... Oh, I don’t know ... getting screwed in the middle of the town square. Or spanked.”

“I can guarantee you’re going to get spanked,” I teased. “And knowing you ... you’re going to love it.”

Jackie again looked at the floor in front of her and nothing else and walked quickly. But not before saying, “Hush.” There still seemed to be a battle of emotions between the embarrassment she felt after being exposed while being screwed. And the excitement she felt while those conditions existed. It was the ongoing battle I believe kept her from lashing out at her embarrassment. This also told me her underlying desire for sex was stronger than being ashamed. The embarrassment that being exposed engaged in lascivious acts in front of strangers was less important than the act itself.

Jackie’s brown eyes were once again scanning the people and places around her. Her previously bowed head raised up when the last of her buttons were redone and we were stepping out onto the street.

In the little cafe, I pulled out the chair for her at the front window. We were looking out the window at the street when she said as an aside, “I’m going to miss this place. I think I’ve learned so much here.”

Having heard her comment, I said, “Yes. You’ve grown quite a bit over these three months, both, as an employee of the company and as a companion.”

She kept the conversation a bit lighter than its initial trajectory. “Yeah, you think I’ve grown as a companion only because now you get to have sex with me coming down an elevator”

I smiled and said, “Well that is one extra way that you’ve grown. But that wasn’t necessarily what I was thinking of. But it’s a nice perk.” Then I joked, “And the home office has an elevator.”

“Oh hell, what have I gotten myself into?” she asked still gazing out the window. “I mean I’m still kind of on the fence on the whole sex in the elevator thing.” She grinned broadly.

“Well, we can try sex in the middle of the town square as you suggested earlier. That would be maybe something new and different.” I teased.

Turning to me she said, “Yes it definitely would.” Then I couldn’t tell if she was serious. “But I don’t think it would qualify as experiencing something new. It’s basically the same as the elevator just with a lot larger audience.”

“I have to agree with you there,” I said. “But you don’t sound too opposed to doing such.”

She again looked out the window. After a couple of seconds, she dreamily said, “As I said I’m on the fence about the elevator thing. I mean ... Yeah, it was embarrassing initially. But God, that made it hotter and made me tingle all over. It may have just been that you were behind me and I could feel you so deep. But I can’t discount that guy watching me and wanting me.” I noticed she left off her wanting him as well. She continued, “So yeah, that would be a bit different.”

This was honesty, I was not expecting. She hadn’t had sex but a few times. But the few times had seemed to open her up to trying anything. I know she had said she wanted to do it all but up to that point, I thought it was mainly hyperbole. Something she would use to be spanked. But her comments gave me a new plan for the day.

The raw honesty I thought could get into areas that Jackie lacked the experience to handle. And that could scare her off from her more open attitude to truly trying anything. Thus I said, “What would be different would be crepes for breakfast. With a side of bacon. Since everything goes better with bacon. Or you can have the usual lox and bagels.”

Jokingly Jackie tapped her temple like she was thinking, “Bagels and nasty fish or sweet thin bread with yummy fillings with bacon on the side.” She grinned.

“So bagels it is,” I teased back but kept my tone serious.

“Oh OK, if that is what you want,” Jackie said. She did her best to keep a smile on her face despite the disappointment at the possibility of her usual breakfast.

As to not let her know what I was ordering, I pulled out some Romanian I had learned over the months. It had been hidden away for just this moment. To the waitress that came to take out order I said, “Două clătite cu umplutură de fructe și slănină și cafea.”

The waitress replied, “Foarte bun domnule.” She smiled brightly at me and gave me a cute wink.

Jackie gave the average-looking girl the evil eye. The waitress gave it right back before she turned to put in our order. Seeing the waitress’s backside, Jackie asked, “What did you say?”

“Just ordered breakfast. Why?” I replied to her question with one of my own.

“Because I didn’t know you spoke Romanian,” She answered. She looked at the menu that remained on the table and tried to figure out what I had ordered.

Jackie was still looking at the menu when the waitress came over with two coffees. She put them down, again smiling at me. This time Jackie looked the girl up and down taking a measure of her. After looking the girl up and down, I guess she didn’t consider her competition or as a future sex partner. Likely only because we were leaving the next day.

Jackie took a drink of her coffee after evaluating the girl. Her face scrunched up, not liking the brew. “Ow, this tastes funny.” She held her coffee cup out to me.

I picked up my cup and tried the coffee. It was strong but tasted fine. I took the cup from her and put it to my lips. It tasted the same as my coffee. I teased her, “It’s because there is no Baileys.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. “I’m not the only person who likes their coffee that way.”

“True. There are lots of drunks out there that prefer it that way.” I acknowledged with a tease. “But yours tastes fine to me.”

She was in a mood and asked, “Yeah OK. But I was talking about the coffee. Does it taste better than me?”

I jokingly said, “That’s enough of that subject. I’m hungry and talking about anything sexual is only making me want to toss you over the table and pour the syrup all over you. And munch on that wonderful tasty pussy of yours.”

“Will I get to return the favor?” Jackie inquired. “You know after you’re finished with me. Would I get to cover you in maple syrup and munch on your very fine sausage?”

“I guess it would fall into your every kind of sex,” I told her. “Some people find it sexy to have their partner cover them in honey or chocolate or something like it, to spice things up a little. I just found it sticky.”

Jackie chuckled, “Well, that wouldn’t be overly new. Basically, Karen has covered me in chocolate syrup before. She drove me absolutely crazy for over two hours playing with her food. But you know, we could have a little dessert early today. Maybe a little of that cream pie filling.”

Jackie’s nonchalant way of mentioning her and Karen’s activities was a complete shock. I hadn’t thought Jackie was one for such activities, much less blurting them out like it was no big deal. But having heard about their hot sex play I strained to keep my face neutral and my dick from tenting my shorts. Thankfully the waitress brought our breakfast plates out and put them on the table.

Jackie said, “Thank you ... Thank you ... Thank you for not making breakfast a fish buffet.” She then attacked her plate of crepes when it was put in front of her. There was nothing ladylike about the way she devoured the strips of bacon and shoveled the fruit-filled crepes into her mouth.

I asked her,” Am I about to hear Please sir, I want some more?”

Jackie looked confused not understanding the reference. “No, I’m just hungry. Who knew sex would burn up so many calories. Plus I want dessert. And it is waiting back in the room.”

“Dessert is going to have to wait a while. I want to go somewhere before we go back,” I told her. “So you better eat up.”

“Please sir, I want some more,” she repeated back to me, grinning.

“Sure. If you want them,” I said amazed at all she had gobbled down already.

“You should get some more too. I want you to have all the energy needed to fuck me non-stop until we fly home,” Jackie stated. I hadn’t thought she would be so blunt about wanting to fuck so much. I expected her to be somewhat sore from the fucking we had done so far. But she seemed more ready than ever.

I had the waitress bring over a second set of crepes for both of us. Only Jackie got a ginger ale instead of another coffee. While we ate I had to continually bring the conversation back from sex. Jackie kept rehashing the earlier fuckings we had engaged in. And how she longed to do it all again. But she was looking forward to trying more. She had heard doggy style was really good as was reverse cowgirl.

I never showed any surprise at any of the positions or items she said sounded fun. But I still turned most of our talk, between her stuffing her face, back to traveling to Texas and moving there. We were having two completely different conversations talking past each other at the same time.

When breakfast was done and paid for, Jackie asked, “Now that we have refueled, are we going to go burn it off? Time is ticking on our day off, and there is a lot of sex I want to try. And I know you want to try on me.”

“Most likely,” I agreed. “But first, there is a shop down the street a ways that we are going to.”

Jackie pouted, “Wouldn’t you rather just head back to the hotel? There, you can bend me over and fuck me to your heart’s content. Maybe, even spank me for not bending over fast enough.”