Panty Business

“Yes, I am very, very glad, Sarah.”

I started with my blouse. Then the bra.

“You have incredible breasts, Sarah.”

“Would you like to touch them, Richard?”

“Yes, I would, Sarah, very much.”

He fondled them gently and became fascinated by the tips of my nipples as they got erect.

“You can kiss them, Richard. Lick them. Whatever you wish. Breast feed if you like.” I giggled.

“Thank you, Sarah.”

After about five minutes of that I pulled away. “I’m hot, Richard. I’m ready.”

“You are way beyond hot, Sarah. You are so beautiful.”

I slipped off the skirt, stockings, and shoes. Only my panties remained. I pulled them down far enough that he could see my pussy.

“Lovely, Sarah, just lovely. Your little patch of hair down there is so red. Like that on your pretty head. Would you like to sit down while you do it.”

“No, Richard, standing is fine. You’ll be able to see better.”

I spread my legs and bent my knees slightly and began.

“Would you like me to tell you how much I want to make love to you, Sarah? If only I could?”

“Yes, please do, Richard. Please make it romantic. Not just sex.” He did make it romantic. Very romantic. Stimulating even.

Rolling, rolling, rolling. I placed my thumb and forefinger of my right hand around my clit and started off with a slow gentle roll and then gradually picked up the pace. Then when I got really hot from this and Richard’s story I inserted the index and middle fingers of my left hand in my pussy and began to thrust, simulating intercourse.

“Sarah, do you think…uh…you could make believe that…it’s…uh…me…uh…”

“Oh, Richard,” I moaned, “you are inside me now, my lover. We are going to cum together…ohh…ahh. Yes, Richard, like that. I’m…uh…ohh…ahh…so close. Yes! Yes! Cum, Richard, cum now! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!” I squeezed my thighs together tightly with my fingers still inside me as I experienced a great orgasm. When I came I made sure I got as much juice in the panties as possible. Then I pulled them all the way off. “Here you go, Richard.”

“Thank you so much, Sarah. You have made my dreams come true.”

“My pleasure, Richard. My pleasure, indeed.” We both laughed. “You know, Richard, I think I could come again. In fact, I’m sure of it. Would you like to…uh…uh…”

“Perform cunnilingus?”

“Well, that’s not what I had been thinking about. But now that you mention it, would you like to, Richard?”

“I’d love to, Sarah. More than you can possibly imagine. I have performed cunnilingus. But not for years. Not since the accident. I was engaged at the time but she broke it off. I don’t really blame her. She wanted a family. Unfortunately, I could not accommodate her. I hope I remember how to do it.”

“I’m sure you will, Richard. If not, I’ll help you.” I giggled. “Now, how do you want to do this?”

“My wheelchair goes up and down. Please come over here, Sarah.” I did. “Sarah, would you mind if I kissed you first?”

“No, of course not, Richard. Can I sit on your lap? Would that hurt you or be uncomfortable?”

“No, not at all, Sarah.”

I sat in his lap and we kissed. Good kisser. Then he began to tickle my ear with his tongue and nibble my neck. Geez! He was driving me crazy. My hand fell to my lap and I began to finger myself again.

“No, Sarah, let me, please.”

I did let him. I stood again. He adjusted his wheelchair to just the right position.

“Come close, Sarah.”

I did. He put his tongue inside me. No, Richard hadn’t forgotten. He knew exactly what to do. But he paused momentarily just as I was getting close. “Sarah?”

“What, Richard? Please don’t stop. You have me on the edge. Real close.”

“Would you talk dirty? Not like before. Real dirty. Would you say ‘fuck me, Richard’ and stuff like that?”

“Uh…I don’t know, Richard. I don’t like to use that word.”

“Please?”

“Oh, okay. But remember this is the exception to the rule. That word is not in my vocabulary. Unladylike.” I would have said anything to get him to put his tongue back inside me.

“And you are quite the lady. A beautiful, extraordinary, sensual, sexy…”

“Okay, Richard, okay. Fuck me, Richard!” He began to eat me again. Really good. But then he stopped.

“Sarah, do you mind if I turn on my camcorder?” 

“Oh go ahead. Promise this is just for your own personal use?” 

Richard nodded. At this point the only thing I cared about was having his tongue back inside me. He turned on the camera. And he went back to giving me a magnificent moustache ride.

“Fuck me, Richard! Give it to me! I want your big cock. Hard, honey! Yes, like that, Richard. Oh, Richard. Fuck me! fuck me hard! Oh…fuck…ahh…fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck!” And then I lost it. Richard held my clit with his lips as I quivered and shivered spasmodically. Finally I had to pull his head away. He didn’t seem to want to let go.

“That was simply glorious, Sarah.”

“Yes, it sure was!” I agreed.

“Do you think we could do that again, Sarah? Do you think you can cum again?”

I nodded. “Guess what, Richard.”

“What, Sarah?”

“I can squirt.”

“Squirt?”

“Yes, I’ll show you. You’ll have to stimulate my G-spot. I’ll teach you. It’s best to do it just after I’ve had a clitoral orgasm. My G-spot is easier to find then. Like now.”

“I’d love to help you squirt, Sarah.”

“Well, let’s get started! I explained “everything you need to know about the G-spot” to Richard. He learned the lesson very, very well.

He read the expression on my face. “You really like this, don’t you, Sarah. You love it. You’re going to squirt soon, baby. C’mon, squirt. Squirt, squirt, squirt!”

“Ahh, Richard. This is good. This is good. It’s going to happen real soon here. I can tell. I feel like I have to pee. But it’s not urine. It’s a different kind of joy juice.”

“Sarah, would you do me one more little favor?”

“What, Richard?”

“I have fresh panties. Brand new. Would you squirt in the panties? And in my face?”

“Okay, why not. I’ve done just about everything else. Where are they?” He told me. I ran and fetched the black and red panties and put them on.

“Do my G-spot just a little more, Richard. Then I’m sure I’ll squirt.” He put his hands inside the panties.

“Oh yes, Richard! Yes! Fuck me, Richard!” He didn’t have to ask me to use that word again.

“Oh, you like that, do you?”

“Fuck me! Oh yes, Richard! Now…now…I’m…uh…fuck…fuck…fuck…”

I gushed on his hand inside me. And then I removed his hand and slipped the panties down slightly. “Again…fuck…again…fuck…fuck…oh yeah…oh yeah. Yes! Yes!” I squirted right in his face. His expression made me laugh. He looked so happy.

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I brought some of my girlfriends over to meet Richard. They are crazy about him. He has a flavor of the day now. And the girls have a lot of new lingerie. I bring Richard his box lunch on Wednesdays.