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Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle – Chapter 5

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Erotic stories: Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle – Chapter 5

Author: senorlongo

He pulled a set of sheets, a pillow, and a blanket from the closet and made up a bed on the carpet. I kissed him good-night and climbed into my comfortable bed. I was feeling quite satisfied, but I still had a million questions, most dealing with how to proceed with Henry’s training. Should I ease into it so as not to scare him away or should I charge full steam ahead? I thought about it for almost an hour before thinking—“in for a penny, in for a pound.” It would be full steam ahead and damn the torpedoes—the faster the better.

I knew that Henry did not have a cell phone so how did he phone his mother? I’d have to address that tomorrow as well as religion. I was an Italian Catholic, but Henry and I had never talked about church. I went every week, but what did he do? One more subject to discuss, I thought. Finally, I realized just how tired I was and I fell into a deep sleep.

As usual, I was awake at 6:30. Henry was sound asleep, but not for long. “C’mon, Henry—I have to go and you’re taking it from me.” He looked up confused until he suddenly seemed to realize where he was and why. He jumped up and ran into the bathroom. I followed at a leisurely pace to find him seated in the shower. I chuckled as I walked up to him and leaned down to kiss him.

“I think we should always begin the day with a kiss—first my tongue in your mouth then my piss. I’ll want to know how you’re handling it before we start the shower.” A second later my acidic yellow fluid was trickling into his mouth. It seemed to me that he had swallowed about three-quarters. I pulled him up once I was done.

“How are you doing with it?”

“Truthfully, it tastes awful, but I think I may have that licked. If I push my tongue into you I’ll just have to deal with the temperature of it. You know I never drink coffee or any other hot beverages. I know it’s a test of my obedience and I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“I’m not disappointed, Henry. I know it will be a challenge, especially at first. I’ll probably make even more mistakes than you, but I won’t get paddled for my mistakes where you won’t be quite so lucky.” I handed him the soap and stood as he washed me. This was a true luxury in my opinion and it was only going to get better.

I asked him about communicating with his mother and about his religion. I was pleased with one answer, but not with the other. Henry told me that he was brought up Catholic which was good as I’d expect him to attend with me, but he also told me that he never phoned his mother—she’d told him not to. I found that odd.

Henry only had casual clothes so that’s what I dressed him in for church and I dressed similarly, or rather Henry dressed me once I had selected the clothes. I especially enjoyed having Henry roll stockings up my legs—almost as much as he did. Too bad his cock was encased in steel. I was sure it would have been as hard as New Hampshire granite had it been free.

We made the 8:00 Mass and I had Henry take communion with me. I knew of many, including my parents, who insisted on confession before communion, but I thought the idea silly. Most confessions—mine anyway—involved confessing so-called sins that I had no intention of stopping. I’d probably masturbate until the day I died although now I had Henry to do it for me–hmmmm, what a delicious thought.

After Mass I drove to Henry’s dorm for the remainder of his belongings. I almost laughed when I saw his roommates lying half-naked in bed. The bigger one—the one who had tried his hand at me last night—had red blotches all over his face. Pepper spray can do that to you.

Henry started with his desktop, something I doubted he’d use too much, but we took it anyway. Next were the remaining clothes in his closet and finally were the clothes in his drawers. I cleaned out his desk, a satisfied smirk on my face while Henry carried everything down to the car. I couldn’t help myself; I just had to rub it into the faces of these jerks. Lifting my skirt, I pulled my panties to the side. “Take a good look, assholes. This is as close as you’ll ever get while Henry will be getting it every single day.” I laughed and walked out, the brown paper bag full of Henry’s supplies in my hand.

Henry remembered to open my door and would have run ahead to get the apartment door had I not stopped him. I carried in the supermarket bag while Henry carried everything else. We were done less than an hour later, just before 11:00. Handing Henry my smart phone I told him to phone his mother. He needed to check on arrangements for Thanksgiving among other things.

The call was short—too short in my opinion and Henry was really down when it ended. He sat between my open legs and I could see a tear in his eyes. “She doesn’t want me to come home over the weekend—said it would be ‘inconvenient.’”

“Okay, Henry—you’ll have to come home with me.” I took the phone and speed-dialed my dad. “Hi, Daddy—how are you?”

(“I’m good, Pumpkin; how’s school?”)

“It’s great and it recently got even better.”

(“Oh?”)

“Yeah, I’ll explain when I see you Wednesday. I’m bringing someone home with me. He can sleep on the floor in my room.”

(“A boy? I don’t think your mother will object, but wouldn’t he be more comfortable in one of the other rooms?”)

“I’m sure he would, Daddy, but it will be the floor for him. That’s where he’s sleeping now…at the foot of my bed.”

(“Oh!”)

“Daddy, it’s complicated so I’d like to hold off on explaining until we get there. Okay?”

(“Sure, what time do you expect to arrive?”)

“I’m sure it will be sometime mid-afternoon. I think Henry can drive so if we split the driving I won’t have to stop and rest. Hold on, Daddy—Henry’s nodding so he will drive at least part of the way. I need to go now. Bye…see you soon.” I ended the call.

“Okay, I guess you heard. We’ll leave sometime Wednesday morning, probably early. I’ll have to explain a few things to my parents, but that’s my responsibility.” I spent the rest of the morning teaching Henry how to dust and vacuum. He did a better job than I thought he would. We took a break at noon so he could make our lunch. After lunch I pissed into his mouth again and this time he seemed to take all of it. I rewarded him with an orgasm—one he gave me with his tongue. His turn would come later. I did chuckle just a bit when I saw his cock straining against its prison.

After lunch Henry cleaned the bathroom and changed the linens on the bed then we returned to Henry’s studies. I read a report he had been working on. I wouldn’t make any corrections, but I did underline areas that I thought were weak, either in technique or content. I left it to Henry to determine which. He finished by 5:30 and I could tell he was exhausted.

I rewarded him with a long deep kiss, running my hands over his naked back and butt. “We’ll go out to dinner then we’ll come home for your punishment, our shower, and our sex. I plan to make the most delightful love to you tonight. I figure three orgasms for me and one for you should be just about right.”

Henry looked at me with those sexy bedroom eyes and told me, “I agree.”

Henry dressed and I drove to The Tavern, one of the area’s better restaurants. I ordered the veal parm and Henry had the tuna steak. He was initially very tentative until I told him quietly. “We’re celebrating tonight, Henry—our new lifestyle and our new life together. We will go out often and when we do it is important that we act as any other couple would normally do. I will expect you to defer to me at all times, but in public I want you to act as my equal. Of course, I do not expect you to be argumentative or disrespectful, but I doubt you’d do that anyway.”

“I’d never disrespect you, Nancy,” Henry whispered. I placed my hand on his and leaned forward. Henry took the hint and leaned forward for a brief kiss.
Dinner was excellent and Henry was a real gentleman, holding my chair when I excused myself to use the ladies’ room even as I whispered, “I really prefer to use my toilet at home.”

“I think that’s understandable. I think I prefer it, too. There’s something so intimate about it.”

“I agree, but we’ll have plenty of intimacy when we get home. You’ve had an excellent first day, my slave.”

I paddled Henry twenty times as soon as we were home, following what my father had told me many years ago—business before pleasure. I caressed him once we were done to remind him that I was not angry—I did it to help him to improve and to minimize the length of his training period. He bathed me and, yes, I did wear my “hat.” Once we were in my bed I eagerly released his cock. Laughing as I did, I pushed Henry back holding his cock and balls, asking, “Who owns these?”

“Y…you do.”

“Damn right, and don’t ever forget it.” Then I took it completely into my mouth. Henry’s whole body shuddered from the sensations I was giving him. I wasn’t going to finish him this way. I wanted him to blow in my cunt. He didn’t have to warm me up; I was already running juice. I teased him for a few minutes before rising and moving forward. “I think I’d like to have you on top tonight. Give me a good fucking, slave. Drive into me with everything you have. Once you’ve cleaned me and given me another orgasm we’re going to sleep. We have classes and, unlike the past, you’re never going to cut again. Now, fuck me.”

I was on my back with my legs spread wide. Henry climbed between them and carefully rubbed his cock into my slit. He was deep inside me in two thrusts. I wondered if he would remember what I had said about carte blanche, but he obviously did, sucking and biting my nipples for several minutes. I couldn’t believe how long Henry was actually fucking me.

My pussy felt as though it was on fire and my breathing became rapid and shallow. Oh God—I was going to cum! I did when he reached between us to pinch and twist my clit. A second later he came, hot cum erupting from his cock and filling my tunnel before his arms failed and he fell onto my chest.

I held him there telling him how much I loved him until he was able to rise and walk to the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later, his cock sparkling clean. He placed his cock and balls back into the cock cage and held it while I locked it away again then he climbed next to me, lifted me bodily and cleaned my cunt until it sparkled. On the way I “suffered” two more incredible orgasms. I was almost asleep when Henry left the bed to make his on the floor. It had been a wonderful day.

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