Diary 2
Sunday, November 16, 2003
Sister Susan came to see me this afternoon, just as I instructed her. I was dying to see her body, so I had her close the door and disrobe. I told her that I didn’t want her to wear anything under her robes Monday through Saturday anymore, except thigh high stockings. She was nervous about walking around as a free bird, but I told her that is what is expected of her.
After I had her disrobe, I was entranced by the sight of her naked body. That woman is built like a fucking model! Her tits are the kind that most women would die for, and most men would risk divorce for. Her waist is so thin I could just grab her and toss her around. Her hips are wide enough for pumping, and her legs long enough to easily wrap around me. I can’t wait to get her on her back some day.
I had to pull my cock out and stroke it while looking at her, remembering the great fuck she put out yesterday, and fantasizing about all the fucks to come. I instructed her to touch herself as if she was in her room alone. She blushed, and didn’t want to, but I was able to talk her into it without too much trouble.
Seeing her slide her fingers around on her clit, and slip them inside her pussy, while pinching her pink nipples, just about did me in. I told her to suck my cock instead. She told me she didn’t know how, and I said that was fine, I’d help her learn. She got on her knees in front of my chair, and stuck part of my cock in her mouth and started sucking it like a baby would suck on a bottle. I told her that was all wrong, and showed her how to slide my cock in and out of her mouth. I taught her how to play with my balls the way I like, and how to stroke me while she went down on me. She stopped to tell me that she really liked doing this.
I told her to finger herself while she sucked me off, and she came almost instantly, causing me to suddenly shoot my load into her mouth. She gagged on it, and started to pull back, but I held her head there. It felt too good to lose my load anywhere else but her hot mouth. Afterwards, she told me that she liked it, and that she wanted to practice some more later.
Spent, I told her that we’d have to get together again at another time. I told her to get with Sister Mary and get her snatch shaved, that a clean snatch is a holy snatch. She bought into that one!
Soon I will have her in a bed, with unlimited possibilities. And I will have them both in the same bed some day as well.
