7 comments/ 132010 views/ 23 favorites Secrets of Fears By: Pinta ( I want to thks to a big friend here , that had the crazy work to translate this story , full of true situations . Well , you did it! TY SO MUCH! ) Damned memories! Sometimes life is a crazy thing, but that is the secret; without an oasis to find the desert would be boring. It began a few years ago when I finished working at a big car company and was looking for a new job. I was not in a hurry; I was divorced a few years before and for the first time after it I had the possibility to enjoy three months of doing nothing concerning jobs or working, and to relax. I was tired and preparing for new challenges. One day I was shopping in a big mall nearby, I met a friend from my old work and his wife Lola. They were just going to a movie, but we sat and talked a little. I was not a close friend of Antonio; he was polite and nothing more at work, but enough to make some conversation sometimes. I felt there was something wrong between them; a certain tension and some silences. They were not good, and when his wife went to the toilet, I asked him… "Antony , what's going on?" "Things are not going well…we have problems…" But then Lola arrived back and we said goodbye after exchanging our phone numbers. Two days later I received a call. It was her. In a nervous voice she asked me if we could meet and talk. I was curious, so I agreed. And that's when it all started... For the next four days, we met and talked. Lola was not working at the time. She was very unhappy with her life; confused and tired of the marriage routine. She told me that she didn't know if she still loved her husband. She had two little girls, aged about 7 and 3, and was feeling a prisoner of housework, etcetera. I did my best to give her a kind of support and listened carefully to what she wanted to explain me about her and Antony. I tried to give her points of view that could help her, and I talked a lot about my own marriage experiences and divorce. She listened carefully. Lola is a beautiful woman, around 35; small - 5ft 2in tall - green eyes, beautiful long brown hair, a slim, sexy figure; and gorgeous big breasts. I knew how stunning her breasts were, because during the summer, when I went to a very discrete nudist beach near town with my girl friend, we were walking there when someone called my name. It was Antony, and Lola was with him. They invited us to sit with them, and we spent the rest of the day together. Antony asked me not to tell anyone in the office that I had seen them at a nudist beach, which I promised. They said it was their first time there, and my girl friend and I did our best to make it easy for them. Lola and Antony were already having problems, and it was a try, that day at the beach, to put back some spark between them. Lola was lovely; with the paler marks where she normally wore a swim suit drawing attention to her ass and breasts; and a little shy too. Her body was very curvaceous. Her ass was not big, although very round and sensual. But was her breasts that hypnotised me - so big on such a little and sweet body, and with incredible nipples. I remember thinking that was like those old postal cards of young African native girls with big and full nipples I used to look at when I was a boy. Lola's aureolas were large, and very prominent, and at their centres were the nipples, large and hard. I had never before seen such breasts, with such incredible nipples. Down below she was hairy, not much, but enough to make some natural cover to her vagina lips. I hardly looked at her there though; I was absolutely seduced by those breasts! Now, in December, just before Christmas... We talked; she was fragile and insecure. I tried to not think about her body, but every time we met in the coffee house or took a walk in the beautiful park close by, I couldn´t help looking at her discretely. She didn´t do or try anything to seduce me, just talked about her problems. When I asked her why she chose me, she explained… "You are always very polite, and I feel you have a mature and sensitive mind. Also, you are divorced, so maybe there are some similar situations you can advise me about. I need someone to trust." I was proud of that of course. And, feeling that strange"power"of asking anything I wanted, caringly and concerning her situation, I did. Soon I came to understand her situation better than she did: Lola was sexually lacking, but she didn´t admit it to herself. Being so naïve, and considering her wife and mother status, that lack was making her confused and more lost in her personal life. Once, when we were walking in the park, we talked directly about sex. She told me she masturbated two times a day, almost every day - that relaxed her. I asked if she had any fantasies when doing it. She told me… "No, but I felt that in my last job, where I worked as a call assistant, men were always trying something because my breasts are big. And being like this…" She stopped and opened her jacket, pulling back her shoulders to show off her figure… "…they look bigger. In summer, I had to put on a jacket sometimes; it wasn't decent the way they looked at me. That's one reason I gave up the job." I thought to myself:"what a view you would be in a light summer dress!" but tell her… "Well, I saw you naked before, at the beach, your body is very beautiful, and your breasts are fantastic. It's natural that men look at you." Lola listened carefully and suddenly asked… "You think my breasts are beautiful?" "Ohhh yes! Believe me, they are gorgeous; take my word for that!" She was embarrassed… "But …" I push her a little… "Go on, open your mind!" "Oh well…I think that they are big, but not beautiful. I feel embarrassed with…" Lola's face was was turning red. "With what…?" "Ok, I feel embarrassed about their size and my nipples, especially my nipples because they are big. And even with my bra on and a shirt, they are so sensitive they stick out so that everybody can see them! Look! You will understand!" She opened her jacket again. Lola was right; even under her sweater and shirt, and with a bra on, I could easily discern their size. "That´s why I always wear a parka or a coat, so that I can hide them…!" That view was incredible! I continued… "But you said they are sensitive…that´s normal." "Yes, but I mean very sensitive. Sometimes I masturbate just touching my nipples. After breastfeeding my daughters they are a lot more so. In the last three years it has been a surprise what I have learned about my body. And just thinking of touching them, or for example at work when I felt a co-worker or my supervisor was looking at me enjoying them, makes me feel so edgy. I feel as if I am losing control. I get butterflies in my belly and my nipples become so hard that just the touch of the bra gives me strange sensations; not sexual only, but very embarrassing too. And that´s one reason I left the job. I know I should have looked at them in the eyes and told them to stop or something like that, but I just couldn´t. And at home, I need to masturbate to relax. I don't fantasise about those men, it was just something that scared me and masturbating is the way for me to exorcise that." I was completely enthralled by her story, and butterflies were what I was feeling in my stomach, plus I had a big big hard on. It was then that I decided to use that information. My brain was exploding with the effort of working out how to enjoy her body without making her feel guilty or used. So, over the next days we talked a lot more about what she thought what she could be lacking in self control or self confidence. But things turned to my advantage very quickly early one evening: Lola called me, she was crying, asking if we could meet right away. I was at home, about 7 pm. I asked her… "But is so late, what about Antony?" "He is travelling. We had a fight on the phone. I told him that I needed to talk with him about starting work again – you have given me the confidence. But he told me that I was now a mother, full time, and he was working, and he was not prepared to talk about it. He said he was tired, and it's my duty was to stay here and take care of my daughters. And then he hung up… "I´m soooo depressed! I feel like shit!" This was the first time I had ever heard her swear… "Please! I need to talk to you …please!" "Ok, give me your address. I´ll be there as soon as I can." "Oh, I forgot, be discrete…our neighbours…they are nosey, always looking for stories, so just in case…" "Ok, I´ll be careful. Do you want me to wear my Santa Claus suit?" At this she laughed happily… "That´s what I like about you; you make me laugh. Don't be too long! And don´t ring the door bell; the children are still awake. I´ll be watching by the window." In half an hour I was there. Their villa was two stories with a small garden around and a garage, which I soon found was not in use for cars - Antony had converted it to a party room or something. At the front it had two large windows and a normal door, and was connected to the house by a short stairway. I stopped the car slowly and, trying to be as natural as possible, walked towards the villa's front door. But I was so excited my hard-on was not making things easy for me! The other houses around all had their lights full on; it was dinner time and nobody was watching. The garage door opened a little… "Pssstt! In here…!" Lola let me in and closed the door silently. "Thank you for coming …it's so nice of you! Thank you…" "Oh, it's no problem. Do you feel better now?" "Yes, now you are here. The children are watching TV in their room. We can stay here. I can listen out for them easily. I´m here most of the time; they know it." I looked around the room: one large sofa, a low table nearby, two individual armchairs, a small bar, a TV and few photos, roller skates, toys and a small intercom which connected to the children room, and the small stairway that connected to the kitchen. We sat on the sofa, near the bar… "If one of my daughters comes here…they don´t do it often, but…hide behind the bar; she won't know know you are there. We don't want anyone telling Antonio about your visit." We started to talk. Lola was really stressed, and crying a little, and telling me what I already knew. I put my arm around shoulders her and put a kissed her gently on her cheek, like an older brother. She smiled despite her tears… "Thank you, you are so kind to me. I don´t know what I´d do if we couldn't talk so much; it helps me to relax and think better." She was wearing a skirt, a kind of old one for working around the home, dark blue, loose and comfortable. Her feet were naked… "I always dress like this at home, it's more relaxing…" She smiled, indicating the baggy shirt she had on; two buttons open at her throat formed a little vee, making her look innocent and sweet. The garage was warm. I stood up… "It is hot in here; can I take off my parka?" "Oh sure, yes, it is nice here. Antony installed a water boiler to keep the room warm, even in winter it's like spring!" She smiled again, and so did I. But for a very different reason: I could easily see the shape of her nipples under her shirt! I chanced my luck… "Let me ask you something, you know we don´t have secrets between us now, are you wearing a bra?" Lola blushed a little… "Huh…? Welll…yess…" "Why don´t you free yourself? Be comfortable! You are in your own house! Take it off! I am sure you don´t wear one when you are alone, right?" I smiled encouragingly and sat down by her side again. I looked at her expectantly. Lola returned my stare for a moment… "You are right; I have all my usual clothes on that I wear when I'm alone here. Let me go and take it off: It will make me feel better, I know. And I can look in on the kids at the same time." A few minutes later she was back again, and sat by my side with a nervous smile… "Well, you are right: I do feel much more at home now. But you know…can´t get rid of that feeling of being watched. But that is so stupid with you isn't it…!" "It is nice of you to say that, because is important you feel calm without always being on the defensive. And I repeat, there is nothing wrong with your body! See, I´m looking at you right now. Does that make you feel bad?" I studied Lola's body, doing my best to keep calm myself, first her feet, then allowing my eyes to drift up, at her legs and knees beneath her skirt, up to those breasts that swayed invitingly under their weight each time she moved, so hot and provocative, and ended up looking onto her eyes. I smiled… "Well? Did that make you feel bad? I looked to you closely from head to toe!" "Did I pass the exam?" she asked in a low voice. Her nipples were just driving me crazy; so hard and tall under her shirt. I decided to start the game… "With flying colours…!" She blushed again. "…You know, I have been thinking about and what you said about what happened at work when guys there looked you…" I pointed with my eyes at her breasts… "…and I think that we can try something to help you feel safer in those situations…if you trust me." "Of course I trust you." I could tell she was curious - and a little anxious too. "Ok, let´s imagine I am your supervisor, and you are working, and I am doing what you told me makes you nervous." "Ok, I understand. You think that recreating those situations will help me to overcome my feelings. It could help; with you I can imagine that, But, I think, if I became nervous …well…" She looked me in the eye, naïvely helping me to put my plan into action without realising it… "If you become nervous, Lola, we will relax and control that, Ok? That´s what we want…" I smiled at her, exuding the most calm as I could, but with a hard on that was almost impossible to hide. "Yes, you right…we will relax and control it…?" "Right, lets do it this way: you sit back and let yourself go…it´s only me. Just try to feel the same as you always do when we are together. We can talk about anything, but at the same time we need to recreate a situation: to make it more close to what we want. For example, open the shirt a little more. You will feel more exposed and then maybe we can explore that. What you think?" "Uh…oh, Ok, I see, I agree. Like this…?" Lola undid two more buttons, making the gap at her throat wider. The tops of her breasts were now exposed and the beginning of her cleavage in full view. But her nipples, which were what I really wanted to see, were still covered. Doing my best to remain calm myself, I insist… "Lola, I saw you naked once, remember? Open your shirt more. You have to feel exposed and try to feel in control all the same time; that´s the only way." "Ohh I see…like this?" She opened two more buttons; only two remained to be undone. Her shirt didn´t move; sitting like she was it stayed in place. But now there was a gap at the bottom, showing off her belly buttom - so sexy. I continue with my game… "Lola, did Antony know all about those guys looking at your breasts at work, and how that made you feel?" She looked at me, raising one hand to touch her neck. She completely forgot that her shirt was so wide open. The round, pink edge of one aureola peeked around the edge making my heart work like a mad thing. But I kept my control the best I could… "Oh no! I never told him anything. Antony would have made such a fuss about it …" Lola moved moved her hand a little more down, unconsciously dragging part of her shirt to one side and fully exposing her nipple. With her other hand was rubbing the tops of her legs through her skirt. I was now so excited I could feel my precum flowing. She was so incredibly naïve and and yet so hot! I needed to think fast and keep giving her my best arguments to control the situation. An idea flew like crazy into my brain… "But Antony knew the guy…your supervisor?" "Yes, sometimes Antony picked me up outside the building when we finished work. And a few times my supervisor was near me. Once Antony asked who the guy was and I thought that introducing him to my husband would make my supervisor more respectful at work. But Antony was stupid and started talking to him about all sorts of silly stuff the like weather and things like that. Another time my supervisor asked Antony what his favourite beach was; maybe just to make conversation. That was in summer. Antony was idiotic enough to tell him we sometimes went to that nudist beach where you found us; do you remember?" How could I ever forget! I nodded my head. My mouth was dry. That nipple was still in sight, but now only half exposed. "Well, I was so embarrassed! I knew it would make my supervisor leer at my breasts even more. And I was sure he'd tell all the other guys too! I made a few signs to Antony, but he didn´t understand, or didn´t care, and he went on to explain how nice the beach was, and how my supervisor could go there and so on. After that I was in a continual panic just thinking that we could meet him there. Oh my God, just thinking about that makes me…" Lola stopped talking, looking at me like a little girl lost in the woods. She realised then that her hand was pushing her shirt aside… "Oh, what am I doing…!" "No, don´t move! You were doing fine; you forgot to be on the defensive for a few moments; you, see?" I smiled warmly, doing my best to prove to her that was that we were in an experiment to help her relax and take control of her feelings of insecurity. "That´s true. For moments I just forgot!" She returned my smile, letting her hand rest on the shirt over her breast. "Well, why don´t you forget again and restart from where you were? Let your shirt fall open; that´s a beginning!" Carefully, I take her hands in mine, and rest them on her legs… "Let me do it; just trust me, Ok?" I knew now that the words"trust me"had a beneficial influence on her, and she was feeling that trust again… "Ok … I do trust you, you know that …" "Lola, I´m going to put the shirt as it was…." I had no option but to tell her lies… "…I even didn´t notice your shirt was open. It was your movement to close it that attracted my attention. Do you understand? Naturally, it opens just a little. You were not stressed about that, were you?" "No, that´s true, I didn´t realise…it was only when I looked down and saw that…ummmm…well, my shirt was open…and showing all my…and it was a instinctive move to cover myself." She smiled but she was acting as if it had been a deliberate move and she was feeling a little guilty, I couldn´t believe it… "You are doing fine: lets go back to where the shirt was a couple of minutes ago." Slowly, gently, I began to pull the edges of her shirt apart, fully intending to open a it lot more than it was before. Her breasts were so beautiful! My hands were shaking and sweating, and I had to put my self-control into top gear. Then I realised that maybe this was a bad move and took my hands away… "It's better that you do it…it's important to you to open your shirt yourself. Be natural; you can do it!" I sat back to give her space and waited. And she did it! Looking into my eyes with an embarrassed smile, Lola opened her shirt completely to each side, fully exposing those wondrous breasts with their amazing nipples to my admiring gaze. Mu cock jerked so hard it made another precum, much stronger than the first… "Yes! Good girl!" I laughed to relax the moment and to make she more easy, almost proud of her courage. But, for me, it was now was more difficult to talk with her. My head was hot and so was my body. Those amazing breasts were only inches away at my side, rising and falling gently with every deep breath she took. She was still very nervous but was refusing to let that feeling get the better of her. Secrets of Fears I knew there was something that would make her feel even more nervous and insecure, but I forced myself to ask the question… "And about the beach, did you ever see your supervisor there?" "No, never…oh my God…that would have been so awful…" Lola clasped her hands in her lap. Her exposed breasts swayed before my eyes, her erect nipples they were so hard they holding the shirt open, Evidently, Lola's feelings and imagination were running wild at my question, making her forget her nakedness. "How so? Remember I saw you nude once. Why would you feel so uncomfortable about him seeing you like that? Is it because you know your supervisor wanted to have you? Or could it be the idea of him being there just to look at your naked body and you could do nothing because is a nude beach?" I knew I was now playing hard ball, and Lola was very tense. "I... I... I don´t know…" "Lola, c'mon, let's assume it is the best way to deal with your fears! Is that the reason?" "Ohhh …yes…yes! That´s the reason: just imagining he could be there with Antony and me, and being nice and talking and so on, but at the first opportunity he would look at my body the same way he did at office…and I am naked…just laying there…and he can see everything…absolutely everything!" She stopped speaking. She was breathing fast; panting almost, with her mouth half open. Lola was really feeling herself in that state I had detected before: her difficulty of saying"no" in circumstances she would feel concerning her body, and the anxiety, and her way to cope with it, which was masturbating. I kept going with my game; keeping the pressure on… "And you felt the same about me, that day at the beach?" "Ohh noooo…not for a moment! Well, maybe in the beginning, yes, but afterwards I didn´t. Anyway, you give me a feeling of trust that is absolutely the opposite of the way I feel about him. That guy just wants to look at my tits and body. I know he would like me to be naked with just him there…so that he could do things…" She that forlorn "little girl lost" look on her face again. "But that could happen, right? You know it in your heart. He knows now that you go to that beach. If he thought you went there by yourself sometimes, he would do the best he could to find you. Do you ever go alone?" Lola shook her head. "Then why don´t you tell Antony that you don´t want to go there anymore?" I think I already knew the answer, but I wanted her to say it. While we were talking, Lola had tucked her legs under her so that she was now sat in a yoga posture. She looked down at her feet to avoid looking directly at me. I was enthralled by breasts, so big, with such a little sag considering she had breastfed both her daughters, and those erect nipples just inviting someone to suck them. "No way! Antony insists on going there. He says that is a lot more healthy and it is sometimes very empty…and…" She flushed…" "…don't feel badly of me, but sometimes I get this crazy feeling that I want him to show up…" Not to show myself, but this fellings …well…when I arrived at home , I will masturbate and will make me relaxing…" There! She admitted it! "Well then, the best thing to do is to get used to that possibility and be prepared. That means that you have to be confident you can control the situation." "I know…" She looked me: my plan was unfolding… "…but how can I do it?" "Well, I have a solution to that, which is making yourself take control of him; playing the same game he thinks he is going to play with you, and that means acting in the most natural way possible on the beach." "But how can I be natural? I am naked; he will take all the chances and opportunities to stare at me. And he will be naked too! Just imagine if Antony went for a swim and left me alone with him there! In the office, he used to put his hand in his pocket and fiddle with his penis while he stared at my tits. Oh God! He would get hard looking at me and I would have to see it…!" Lola was was back to being tense again, just like in the beginning. But now she was already half naked, and things were going the way I wanted them to… "I know, trust me, we will make things so if that happens you will be the one in charge. You need to learn to insulate yourself from that insecure feeling, because that is how he wants you to feel. That way he can can rape you with his eyes at his leisure, and even use you in other ways." The word "rape" was a key move; I was curious as to how she would react to the thought of being violated against her will. Her hands gripped her skirt tightly, making it move over her legs, exposing much of her thighs. My heart crashed in my chest: I could even feel it in my head like a wild hammer. Her body was so hot and she had allowed me to slowly persuade her to expose more of her body. Now her legs…I could almost all the way up to her panties, but she had thrust her clenched hands and balled her skirt between her legs, closing off that possibility. "Oh my God, just thinking of that makes me really want to…what I usually have to do…what can I do?" I almost suggested that if she needed to masturbate so badly, I could wait outside while she did it, but instead I said… "Ok, we need just to keep doing what we are doing. You are you feeling more confident knowing that it's me here with you and not him? And I can see your breasts, and a little of your legs, and you feel fine and relaxed. One way or another, you feel secure with me, right?" She smiled at me, but her face reddened… "I know how comfortable I am with you, but you don´t scare me and I feel safe. But I can never imagine that I could be like that with him. But, I think I´m learning something important; you are helping me so much!" "Well that´s nice to hear! I am so glad myself!" I smile to her, and tenderly caressed her hands…and looked at her breasts in a wicked way just to make her laugh again… "Hey! What do you think you are you looking at, mister?" she asked with mock severity. But she made no move to cover herself or back away. "I am just admiring the most gorgeous breasts I have ever seen." We laughed together… Do you really mean that?" "I told you before: they are amazing. You are such a beautiful woman." Her face turned red again… "You are so sweet…I do trust you…let me prove I am a good student, sir!" With a deep breath, she opened the last two buttons… "Don´t watch me now…please!" I turned my head away… "Ok…Ok, I won't look." But out of the corner of my eye I could see she was looking demurely down. And after opening the buttons, she opened the shirt wide and let it fall down over her back. The upper half of her body was now totally naked; her gorgeous breasts and nipples standing free and defying gravity; her aureola even more prominent than before; and her nipples hard, dark brown and as thick as as my middle finger, stood out haughtily, begging to be licked and sucked… "Voilá!" she said; proud and sweet at the same time. "That´s the idea, Lola, that´s it…! Pretend you are undressing at the nudist beach; that´s just the thing!" Now was my opportunity to build on on the scenario… "It's only fair that I should do the same myself; let us both pretend we are at the beach." I stood up and started unzipping my pants and unbuttoning my shirt. Lola raised her eyes in surprise; she was not expecting me to do that, but my reason seemed so natural to her that she didn´t move to stop me. "You trust me, don´t you?"I asked with a sweet smile, doing my best to hide my erection, while I took off my shirt. "Huh? Yes, you know I do." I sat down beside her again with my pants open and draped my shirt over the back of the sofa… "This is my idea: imagine you are at the nudist beach. I am your supervisor and I have come there especially to find you so that I can look at your body. Now concentrate on that idea, exactly as you have been doing so far, Ok? The real me has seen you naked before, and you saw me, and the one who was my girlfriend then, with no clothes on as well, so will be easier to you, right?" She bit her lips, and her face was red again. "Lola, talk to me! What is the problem? Tell me, please?" She looked at me, still crimson… "Well…ummmm my, I can´t explain…I am so stupid!" "Please, relax and talk to me; I´m here to help you, so don´t be shy, not now. Everything you have done up until now was so nice and so important to you. Are you feeling shy again?" Her hands were again closed over her legs, and for a few moments she looked at my open pants; my erection was clearly on view inside my underwear. "No, I´m not shy,…well …I suppose I am a little, but that´s not …well…" Lola looked at my erection again. She was embarrassed, but didn´t make a move to cover her breasts. "Something about your body again…?" I was had to keep on being direct. I put one hand over hers in her lap; with the other I gently stroked her hair that was covering her shoulders. "Y... yes, you guessed again, sorry …" "Lola, you have such a nice body, what´s the problem, what is it that makes you insecure?" She waited a moment, then, in a low voice… "It is my sex …my sex …huh…well…" "Your sex? Are you a transvestite?" I was trying to loosen her up again and make her smile: was a good try because she laughed out loud… "You are so damned crazy! Ok, I don´t have secrets from you. You are so sweet and I do trust you; you have been helping me so much over the last weeks. The truth is, I don´t like my sex." My imagination raced like an express train: what on earth could be wrong with her pussy? I take the opportunity to manipulate this fabulous woman to my own ends a little more… "Why? What is the matter with your sex?" My hand was still on her hand, she put her other hand over mine… "Promise you don´t laugh…?" ‘I promise…" "Ok …well, I think my vagina is ugly, that´s why I don't like it." "What you mean by ugly? It's not unusual to feel like that; many women think the same, just as lots of men do about their penis. But what in particular makes you think it is ugly?" "Really? Do men really feel like that too? Do you?" "I used to: that's why I love going to the nudist beach so much. I have learned to trust my body; why don´t you?" "Well, I don´t… I never open my legs. I hate to think that someone else, even another woman, can see my vagina! Even Antony tells me to relax and enjoy the sun and the breeze on it. He says it is healthy to do it." Her revelation amazed me, and my hard-on was becoming impossible to control with my underpants on… "Let's make a deal. I am going to undress completely and you will see me just as you saw me before. Ok, I am hard, because just thinking about being on that beach with the sun on my sex stimulates me. But I feel at ease with you and I will act exactly as if I were with you on the beach right now. That will make you more confident, right?" "Ok…" I got up and pushed my pants down my legs. My cock stuck out in my underpants like an iron bar. Part of me still couldn´t believe what I was doing – that I was undressing in front of half-naked Lola, with her fabulous tits bouncing a little every time she moved and her skirt covering just half of her lovely legs! When my underpants joined my trousers on the floor, my cock reared erect and humid, pre-cum making the bulbous head very moist. My balls felt as though they were about to explode! My cock is large – longer than average and thick. Lola stared at it as it bobbed and flexed less than a metre from her face. I sat back down on the sofa, close to her, my leg touching her knees, my hand on her hand. She was still looking at my cock, stuck up rigidly between my legs, which I kept apart to let her see me properly… "This my favourite position on the beach. I love to feel the sun here…" I touched my balls and ran my fingertips up the length of my cock on the underside. Lola breathed faster, her lips open… "…it is so relaxing and the same time so stimulating. That is why I have an erection; just like your nipples, right?" She was still looking at my cock… "Yes…yes…ummmm…it´s true, I do love to feel the sun on my nipples …" "The heat of the sun would feel just as nice on your vagina…tell me why you think it is ugly…" My hand was on her bare knee, caressing the soft inside flesh slowly with my fingertips… "Oh my…" Lola put her hands up to her face to hide the red flush that was spreading again across her cheeks. I looked to her nipples, they were more hard then before, the aureolas were swollen like a small tits on top of her breasts, so prominent and open. A new dribble of pre-cum drain slowly from my cock, I did nothing to stop it running down my shaft. Lola stared at it in fascination… "Ok…my pussy lips, I don´t like them. Well, maybe its stupidity, but that´s what I feel." She breathed slowly, still looking at my glistening cock. My hand was still on her knee, caressing her there… "But why? What is the wrong with them?" I was really curious and anticipating what was going to happen for sure! "They…they are big, I mean…ummm... the inner lips, they are big, that´s not normal!" She had an embarrassed look on her face, but the same time, and not thinking on it, Lola had put her right hand on her nipple, and was caressing it slowly. My cock flexed again, and pre-cum again came out, one more drop… "Hmmmmm…I see…maybe they are big, but that doesn't mean they're ugly! They are just different from a normal pussy's, but that´s not a problem! And when I saw you lying down on the sand, for a moment I watched your body, I couldn't help it, you so beautiful. But I saw nothing, only your pussy hairs, I didn´t see anything abnormal." "You did? You looked at my pussy?" She smiled… "…you didn't see anything because I comb my pussy hair so that it hides those big lips. I do it always because I am afraid to be exposed…" "Ok, let's pretend we are on the beach. I am waiting for you to undress and enjoy a nice hot day! And don´t think about anything more than that…just relax…" I laid back on the sofa with my legs half open and my hard on pointing at the celling. Lola stood up and picked up my clothes, putting them on the bar… "Just in case one of the children comes: you go behind there as I told you, don´t forget, please. You are right, let's enjoy a nice sunny day at the beach…" "But you will stay naked? What would your daughter think?" "Oh, you are right, how silly of me! I will go and get my robe…wait a moment." A few moments later she came back with a baby blue robe, which she put on the floor near the sofa. Her body excited me more and more. While she moved, her tits bounced invitingly; her nipples jutting out hard. She was so hot I couldn't resist masturbating a little while she had her back turned to me. And then, standing close by, she opened her skirt, letting it slide down her legs to a puddle around her feet, which she stepped out of one foot after the other. Now the skirt was out of the way, puttting her legs on view, I could not help thinking: "so perfect - how can there be such perfection in a woman only 5ft 2in tall?" Lola looked to me with one eyebrow raised, as if asking for my permission to continue. When I nodded "go ahead" she put her fingers inside the waistband of her panties, and slowly pushed them down; down over her knees; down to her ankles; and stepped out of them. At last she was naked! Eyes downcast, pink cheeked from shyness, stood totally naked in front of me. "Well, I see nothing strange there…" I smiled at her pussy. Lola was keeping her legs so tightly closed that her pussy hair concealed the lips she was so embarrassed about. She was not very hairy, but the way she put the hairs to the middle she was able to hide her labia. "That´s because have my legs together…ohh my God…and now?" Lola's face was crimson again, looking at me, forgetting her naked breasts, her hands near her belly. I patted the sofa beside me… "Now you sit here near me and enjoy the nice sun and sea view. And if your supervisory comes along, you will be ready for him." Lola settled down beside me, half lying, half sitting with her ass close to the edge of the sofa, and her hands resting on top of her tightly closed thighs. Her faster than normal breathing made her breasts heave delightfully. I told her… "I need to do something and you must trust me. We have to take care of that feeling you have about your sex. So, show me what you think is the problem …" "I…I guessed you would ask for this…I understand…but ohh…I am so unsure of myself! Promise me you will never to tell anyone? I am married…I feel guilty about showing you, even though I trust you. If we were on the beach, would be different. I mean, we wouldn't be alone and you could just look; it would be natural…" Lola covered her face with her hands like a shy little girl. I put my arm around her shoulder. Just touching her bare skin like that made my cock jump, bringing out another tiny flood of precum. "Lola, look, nobody will ever know about this, I swear. And is so important to you to feel comfortable with yourself and to dominate all the normal situations that naturally happen…and of course, Antony is never going to know that! We have to help one another, I myself have that feeling about my body sometimes, and you will have the opportunity to help me as well: I´m not a superman!" "You do? Why? I mean…what makes you feel unsure?" "I will tell you later, but right now it is you we must take care of, Ok?" "Huh…ohh …Ok …" I moved to the floor, on my knees, close to her legs. I put both hands on her knees, gently applying just a small pressure to make her open them. My cock was hard as ever. My touching her like that made her breathe heavily again, with lips half open… "Ohh…Ok…I´ll let you look…" Lola covered her nipples with her hands, closed her eyes and took a deep breath… "…but there is one other thing…" "Tell me everything, I am here to help you…relax …" My hands were still in the same position on her knees… "I´m…I´m…ohh... this is so awkward…I am very wet …" "It's not a problem, Lola, being wet is normal. You have seen that I am too, in a man's way, and that´s not a problem for me. Now let´s take a look…" I gently parted her thighs. She resisted a little, but I insisted, keeping up the pressure to make her open those gorgeous legs. I spread her enough to be able to move in between. I was in paradise! Precum dripped from my cock… "Look how wet I am too…" Lola opened her eyes briefly to see what I meant, and gasped when she saw how close my long cock with its glossy knob was to her exposed pussy lips. She closed her eyes again and turned her head to one side. She was right: her normal pubic hair didn´t cover her pussy, and the inner lips were about two inches long, closed and pink, from her clitoris, along the outer lips; that were fat and soft. Droplets of her juice leaked from her and slid down to her asshole. She kept her eyes closed, her fingers now moving slowly over her nipples, tweaking and tugging at them tenderly; lips parted and glistening from where she had licked them; her face, half covered by her hair, turned to her shoulder. Lola was masturbating in a way that she enjoyed best. Was it for me, or because of me? "I am going to open them, Ok?" I didn´t wait for an answer, but moved my hands slowly up the insides of her legs. When my fingers touched her pussy lips she moaned softly, but did nothing to stop me. I started to caress her pussy, feeling her soft, warm sex, so wet and exposed; offered to me. Her inner lips were so wet that when I opened them with a fingertip, a little flood poured down to her asshole. I moved my hands, one at each side off her pussy. Using my thumbs, I spread her labia, totally opening up her womanhood to look at her gaping pink, shiny fuck hole. Lola lifted her belly in response to my touch. My knob was just an inch away. Her knees clasped my waist. Her hole opened like a little mouth, sensual and wet, as if it sensed the nearness of my cock and was inviting its hard length to part her. I rubbed her pussy gently, my fingers slipping and sliding in her warm juice and making her whole body quiver. This woman was now completely under my control! Secrets of Fears Maintaining my own self-control was next to impossible. I knew I could take Lola at any moment, but I wanted more - I needed her innocence to have her totally. I was sweating, my heart was pounding like a horse's, and my cock was about to explode. "Do you feel this?" I caressed the inner lips gently. I couldn´t resist bringing my fingers to my mouth and sucking them to try her juices. She tasted wonderful. Lola was in the same position, fingers caressing her nipples, and breathing hard. I paused and took my hands away and placed them on her hips to prevent her having an orgasm; and to control her. I fully understood her feelings of guilt, of being married and her difficulty with saying "no" in situations where she was being desired, or exposed as she was now, were the things that really turned her on. "Y..yes…I do … ohh…" She moaned again, low, her voice was soft and she opened her eyes, and moved her hands to cover mine on her hips . "Lola, your pussy is absolutely normal and beautiful. There's nothing wrong with it at all; trust me." She didn´t move her position.; her legs spread wide open,; her nipples swollen and puffy. Shie bit her lower lip… "You think so? ohh…I…I…" I got to my feet; my cock in full erection and greasy with precum. A few drops shone on my leg. She watched me cup my balls in my hand… "I have my problems too, you see?" I pulled my cock up and showed her my balls. They were full of sperm and felt as if they were about to explode. "Huh…yes, but... what is your problem?" I stroked the full length of my long shaft, from its base up to its bulbous head. More precum emerged. I sat back next to her, my leg touching hers… "Well, I have a… Well…now is me who is embarrassed!" I smile, giving her the opportunity to make questions. "Oh…you shouldn't be! You are so sweet! Please, tell me!" "Well…I have an extra capacity to make sperm. And when I´m on the beach, for example, and I get all horny from the sun…well …I need to masturbate, because the pressure in my balls makes them so sensitive that they hurt. Of course I make sure there is nobody else around. Sometimes, if I have a girlfriend I ask her to do it for me, but sometimes I just have to do it myself. What if there are other people nearby? Well, you know those bushes in the dunes, that is a discrete place you can go…" I was still holding my cock, showing Lola my balls, touching them with the other hand. She didn´t stop looking at me; one hand on her tit, the other softly caressing her belly button. I continued, doing my best to gain her sympathy. "I …I have to do it… Oh, I am so sorry, but they are so full. I haven't masturbated for a long time, and …aaaah well…." "Oh, I see…I didn´t know that could happen. Of course I understand, but how can I help you?" She was so naïve; I couldn't really believe it! "I suppose I could go and do it in the bathroom. But I think that it would be better, for what we are trying to achieve for you, if I do it here, beside you. It would give you better experience of being near another man other than Antony. And seeing as that is so important for you…maybe we don´t have more opportunities like this. Would you like to see?" I put my hand on hers, the one that was stroking her belly. She looked at me nervous, but still to be natural… "Yes, off course, yes… I see the point. Ok…thank you for sharing that little secret with me! Are you going to do it here?" "If that's Ok with you. Look, it's not sexual; just a need for relief…" I said the magic words again… "You trust me…please?" "Of course I trust you…we trust one another, right? You know that! I understand…but what can I do to help you…just sit here and let you look at me?" "Well…when I do it, I need to massage my balls slowly while I masturbate, because I´m so sensitive. But my balls are so sore right now, I need to use both hands to massage them to relief the pressure. Could you gently massage my sex while I do that? Will you do that for me?" "Ummm…sure ….I can do it!" Lola turned towards me on the sofa and moved closer to my side. Her breast pressed against my arm and I felt precum coming out again. It was true; my balls were full to overflowing! I laid down a little more. my head near her shoulder just a few inches distant from her breast. I put her hand on my cock and closed my own hand over it. My dream was coming true: my friend´s wife was naked by my side and she was about to masturbate me! "It is so hot and hard…and big too…a lot bigger than Antony´s is…" I felt her hand gripping my cock harder. "Antony is not as big as me?" I knew that question would excite her, even if she didn´t realise it herself. His…his …he…is not so big…" She started masturbating me, slowly and gently, but intently. His ….cock?" I smile to her, using that word for the first time, waiting for her reaction. "Oh…yes…his…ummmm…cock is not so big…" Lola was aroused that she didn´t react to the word, using it herself also. I moved down a little more. Her nipple was now only an inch or two from my mouth. "She stopped masturbating me, her hand closed over the top two inches or so of my cock, leaving the rest of my shaft exposed… "Antony is only like this…" "I see…please don't stop…it feels so good…" I massaged my balls, watching her hand coming and going on my cock. She was moving her legs; slowly opening and closing them. My excitement was in its maximum now. My cock was hard and fat. And my precum was dripping over her fingers, oiling them. "You do this so well, Lola, don´t stop…it feels so good …hooohhh…" I turned my face to rest on her breast. Her nipple was right by my mouth. Lola didn´t move, but increased the masturbation, gently but faster. "I am glad I´m doing it like you need …" She was enjoying watching her hand do its work. Her lips were parted and her hips were thrusting slowly. Her freer hand was now on her right nipple, caressing it. "Do you like my cock? I mean, I think your pussy is lovely and so sensual…" "It is so different from Antony´s…Oh yes…oh yes…it is very different…bigger…and thicker too…soooo hot…soooo hard!" She moved her other hand to the base of my cock, near to mine on my balls… "Do you want to feel them?" She nodded, so I took my hands away to let her do it alone. I put one on her leg, sliding it over to find her inner thigh. She didn´t seem to notice: she was so intent on trying to do what I wanted, and massaging my balls. Mmmmm….I´m feeling better with your massage…you do it so gently, Lola, better than I do. It is so relaxing…do you feel the same when you touch your nipples? I mean, does it relax you, when you feel as you told me you did at the office? That situation that made you so nervous…those guys, especially your supervisor, staring at your breasts and your hard nipples…and you needed to touch them…did you go into the ladies room to do it? Did you sit in one of the stalls with your panties around your ankles and rub your breasts and nipples until you came?" She didn´t stop masturbating me. My hand was caressing her leg near her pussy; she had opened then a little more, letting me put my hand right down between her thighs. Lola was breathing heavily, her mouth hanging open… "Yes…I did…I had to…" "I know that you are nervous too now…helping me…I am so grateful. I am not your husband, and you are masturbating me…to help me. You trust me as much as I trust you …that´s so important …Antony will never find out; this is our big secret." I knew that this line of reasoning would leave her no choice; in her mind she had to believe that she was nervous, not excited, and that holding my cock and caressing it up and down, and stroking my balls and thighs, was simply to allay that feeling, not to make her unfaithful to her husband. "Y-yes…ohh…" Her legs opened wider. With every movement, I was touching her pussy hairs with the back of my hand. "…I am nervous, but I trust you. I never thought this could happen…masturbating another man…and one so big…and …and…you have so much sperm in your balls, I can feel them so full and hot…am I doing it properly?" She looked me anxiously, so sexy and sweet… "Yes, you are making me feel better…huh…when I´m ready to empty I will let you know. And I´m sorry for talking again about those guys at the office…I said it because I saw you slowly touching your nipple…I …I…ohh…now is me that is shy again…" I waited for her reaction… "Don't be shy…why? Tell me…please!" My hand was now on her pussy, my little finger caressing her pussy lips. She was still so wet that I was opening them easily… "I…I want to help you too…it will break the tension you are feeling…and you will be more relaxed…do you want to try? You trust me, don´t you? And I will feel better about you helping me too…me helping you …Ok?" "Ohh…" Lola opened her legs wide, looking down at my fingers slowly caressing her inner lips. But she kept on masturbating me. I wanted to cum and pour my sperm all over her fingers, I was very close, but I fought off the feeling for a little while longer. "Ohh…" she moaned "I…I…do what you want to do…to…to relax me …" I rubbed my cheek on her breast. Her nipple was pointed straight at me, close to my mouth. I feel the same as you do, but different…and we will never tell Antony! Imagine that your supervisor is looking your tits. You know he wants to take them in his big hands and squeeze them and suck your hard nipples. If he puts his hands on you, you know you won't be able to tell him to stop; you will let him do what he wants." Lola moaned softly, overpowered by feelings of reluctance and domination and moved her right leg over the side of the sofa, spreading her thighs apart as wide as they would go. I plunged my fingers between her pussy lips, caressing the interior, so wet and soft. "Yes…ohhhh…he wants that…and I know he wants to get his cock out and rub it on my tits until he cums…I overheard him say that to one of the other guys…but…oh, I´m married…ohhh…I can´t let him do that…or see me naked…ohhh…" She was masturbating me harder now, her other hand had left my balls and was caressing the head of my cock and sliding around in my precum. "He sees you and Antony on the beach…Antony is sleeping…you are naked and he is staring at you. He knows that you won't put your beach robe on because it would be embarrassing if Antony wakes up and asks why you have dressed. He is playing on of your dilemma, looking at your body rudely, and approaching slowly to take advantage of your nudity at last. You watch him getting closer and closer…and you know what he wants…" "Ohhhhhhh…yes…I know that he would do it…ohh…" She was breathing hard, closing her fingers hard on my cock… "Yes, he has a huge hard-on, and makes you a sign to not speak and stay as you are …he moves in front of you and gets down on his knees…your legs are closed, but your knees are up…he put his hands on them and starts to spread your legs…more…and more…and more…" "Ohh…I…I…no…I would have covered my tits…" "But he wants to see your pussy…your legs are now fully open…and he starts masturbating while he is looking at your pussy…and you have to let him do it…you have no choice…he is enjoying your naked body…fully exposed…legs open…he looks your pussy…at those big hot inner lips…you are wet…staining your towel with your juice…and while you watch him masturbate, a little voice in your mind tells you to reach out and take hold of his cock…but you are too afraid to take your hands away from your breasts…" Lola moved her hand over her breast, pinching and tugging the nipple, and touching my face with the back of her hand. She was where I wanted her to be. "Ohh…noo…I…I…" She didn´t stop masturbating me and I ejaculated a small amount; the gush of sperm dripping over her fingers. She let our a tiny exclamation of surprise when she felt the warm shower, and opened her fingers a little, sliding them up and down and coating my cock with it. She put her fingers near her face , and smell then ; more than curious , she was like trying to taste them , and stop at the last second , but it got the intention ; " You can do it , I do the same to you , i´m curious about your pussy taste …" She was not expecting this , and when I take my fingers from her pussy and suck then , she was beating her lips ; "I…i…I mean…huh…you like it? My pussy as a good taste? " She was really curious and i put my hand back on her pussy lips ; she didn´t stop me and move her leg enough to help me put my fingers inside them . "That's just the beginning; I have lots more. Why don´t you taste me? I know you are curious too , that´s normal , try a little , lick it gently …trust me…is our secret…" I put my hanf on her head , and I make a small pressure ; she let me do it , and I feel her tong over the head of my cock …now I was really crazy , and I needed my self-control to don´t come ; but she continues , licking the top of my cock , and when she open the mouth and start sucking it …I come a lot more ; " Ohhhh…yess…Lola…there … taste it…hmmm….yess…your mouth is so hot…" She didn´t stop from massaging my balls , and masturbating me gently , noises of her sucking was coming from her lips , that was glistening from my cum ; my cock was hard as ever , and I was about to explode , I had to stop her , and give her a chance to defend herself from her lust . " Ohh…ty… I fell a lot more confortable now…do the same…masturbate me more… You are doing so well, Lola, now let me try to help you with that tension. Maybe I can make you feel better, as you are doing to me…" My fingertips were now inside her pussy lips, spreading them full open, feeling the fuck hole, gently… "Ohh…what…ohh…I…I…" "You touched your nipple …that's a signal that I know means you need to relieve your tension about your supervisor… you trust me?" I moved my fingers up and down inside her pussy lips; such a soft and hot feeling! Lola rolled her hips slowly up and down, her fingers still squeezing her nipple gently. The musky smell of sperm and wet pussy filled the air. "Ohh…you know I do…but…huh...I mean…ohh…how…huh…yes…I am feeling the same as I did in the office…ohh…ok…you want to touch my nipple…and I will masturbate you…helping one another out…but…ohhh…and …but if Antony …" She moaned when I found her fuck hole with my middle finger and pushed just the tip gently inside… "Antony will never learn of our secret…let me try…it will be different…you need to protect yourself from your feelings about your supervisor …I´ll do it another way…" Now she was breathing deeply and her lips were dry… "As long as Antony doesn't find out…please…promise me…" She looked at my cock, at her hand going up and down, all slimy with my sperm. I insisted softly… "I will never tell him that his wife let me saw her pussy lips, and her breasts…and that her helped me out by masturbating me…" Her mouth was open as if she was about to cum, but she only licked her lips. And then she slid her fingers slowly to one side over her tit, exposing her nipple. I looked her in the eyes warmly, and I tilted my mouth towards it. One more small movement and I would be able to suck and lick that gorgeous distended teat. Lola put her hand on my face, trembling… "Ohh…that way…I…I never thought…ohh…just a little…" I put out my tongue towards her nipple, signalling my firm intention. Lola didn´t refuse me, shifting her body a little and carrying her breast and her nipple to my open mouth. At the same instant as I touched the hard tip with my tongue, I slid my finger inside her pussy to the middle joint… "Ohhhhhhh…ohh my God..plea…please…sto…stop…nooo…not so hard ohhh my God " Despite her protests, Flor still held her tit to my mouth with her hand as if she was breastfeeding me. With the other she masturbated me faster and faster. I started to suck that wonderful aureola, running my tongue over and around her hard nipple. She moaned aloud; her whole body trembling violently. With my free arm around her buttocks, I pulled her shaking body to me, impaling her on the two fingers I now had buried deep in ther pussy. Juice ran liberally out of her, over my wrist and down to her anus. She moaned again as more sperm came out of my cock, oiling her already slippery fingers even more. I sucked her nipple like a baby, enjoying that fabulous tit while she looked down her heaving body at my hand that covered her pussy with two fingers fucking her slowly. A gasping cry of protest signalled her climax… "Ohhhhhh…I…I…ohhhhh…ohhhh noooooo…sto..stop…ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…" I felt her orgasm before she did. Her pussy closed around my fingers and I pushed my fingers deeper, turning and twisting them inside her. She opened her mouth wide, gasping for breath, thrusting her cunt on my hand and and pushing my face against her tit with both hands on the back of my head. And I enclosed that bulging aureola and hard nipple inside my mouth and sucking at them like a maniac. A second orgasm quickly followed the first. Lola was right; her nipples were so sensitive that she was able to have multiple orgasms, and became more and more aroused with each one. My cock throbbed and my balls ached painfully; I was about to shoot my load when she took her hand off me, so I was still ready to let go my sperm. She leaned back more on the sofa and watched me lick her nipple… "Mmmmmmmmmm…you…ohhhh, so beautiful…no…don…don´t … stop…ohh…oh myyyy …I…I…I had to cum…ohh…no…no…ohhh…ohhhhhhhhhh!" Lola moaned so hard that I thought she was cumming again, but it was because I had replaced my fingers in her pussy with my thumb, and was now pressing my middle finger on the entrance her anus. She was so wet and slippery from her pussy juices that it was easy to push a little and slide it inside her ass up to the middle knuckle. Then she did cum again! Her reaction was a surprise to me, but I kept sucking and licking her nipple and she was still pushed my head against her tit. I stopped a moment and she moaned in protest, but I was only moving over her a little closer to her other tit. The nipple on that one deserved my attention! "I…I…I stop…ohhh…sorry…I …I…" She looked at my open mouth, my tongue moving over her body to her other breast. She licked her lips in anticipation and, as before, watched intently as my lips closed in on their target… "Ohhhhhh…yessss…but you…you…didn't…I didn't make you cum…ahhh…You didn't…ohhh….I am so sorry…" I felt her hand reaching for my cock cock again, and when she found it, she started masturbating me as before, but she kept her other on her breast near to my lips, caressing her nipple along with my tongue, rubbing her flesh with my saliva… "Lola, imagine it is your supervisor who is licking your tit…" She gasped; her eyes open wide in panic… "Ohhh noo noo…he mustn´t …" But she pushed my head against her nipple. I licked it lightly… "You can't tell him to stop, or Antony will hear…he just wants to suck and lick your nipples…like this…" I started to suck her nipple hard, closing my lips around it, clamping it firmly with my teeth and flooding the aureola with my warm saliva. My finger was now fully inside her anus and I was finger-fucking her slowly. She thrust at my hand, unconsciously demanding more. So I took out the finger, and, after catching her juices that were wetting her ass and marking the sofa, gently pushed two fingers in together, preparing her hot, soft, slippery anal passage for a deeper invasion. "Ohhhhhhh…I…I…yess…only this time…I won't…no…no….stop…we will wake Antony!" She was moaning very low as if she was living the situation… "Yes…Lola…that´s a good girl…let him suck you…give him what he wants…let him enjoy your body…he wants to have your pussy and ass, and you can masturbate him…that way he will cum faster and leave you alone…"