PURE PRIMAL PASSION…..A COUPLE REDISCOVER – CHAPTER 2

PURE, PRIMAL PASSION – A COUPLE REDISCOVER – CHAPTER 2


Hallo again! I did promise some of you I’d have this chapter posted a week ago, so to you loyal readers I sincerely apologize. I was hoping to complete this chapter before leaving on a business trip to Thailand, but my MD needed assistance with some last-minute preparations and I simply ran out of time.


Our trip was busy but ultimately successful, and we had the opportunity to spend a couple of leisure days before flying home. We were staying in a five-star hotel in Bangkok, and indulged ourselves by spending time with a couple of stunningly beautiful Thai ladyboys. What an amazing experience! I believed I had enjoyed virtually every form of hedonistic pleasure a woman could indulge in, but this was something else again. Perhaps this could be the subject of a future story, and it would certainly be pleasant to relive the events of those two blissful days. My MD and I were certainly weary when we took our seats on the flight home, and I’m sure we were still smiling as we slept.


But enough of these distractions. I sincerely hope you enjoy this chapter, as my characters have acquired a taste for the pleasures they had forgotten, and their appetites to explore are growing. I will be starting on chapter 3 soon but this could take a similar amount of time, as we leave on Sunday for what we hope will be our last trip this year.


So thank you for your posts and PMs, your feelings and feedback are valued and appreciated.


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Dean figured it would take Katie thirty or forty minutes to read through his story, and waited patiently for his cell to ring. As an hour ticked over the nerves kicked in, and he started to wonder why she was taking so long to call back. His imagination took over, and he was increasingly convinced she hadn’t liked it and was wondering how to tell him. After an hour and a half he felt as though the butterflies in his stomach had decided to buy some work boots, and he was sweating profusely. He gazed at his silent cell sitting on the side table. “Come on you piece of shit, ring will you?” He muttered out loud.


He stood and headed inside to pour a drink, his throat as dry as desert sand, before he realized he may not hear her call and strode back to retrieve his cell. “This is crazy!” He admonished himself as he poured the strong liquor over some ice cubes. “Anything could have happened. Her Dad could have wanted to talk or they could be heading back to hospital, just be a little patient. She WILL call!”


He sat back down and glanced at his watch yet again, and shook his head in silent frustration. Just before the two hour mark it finally rang, and his palms were sweating to the extent he almost dropped it on the paving as he fumbled to press the answer icon.


“About time you called.” He snapped.


“I’m sorry Dean.” She replied, oblivious to his recent discomfort. “But I was reading your story, and all I can say is………” He held his breath, waiting for the axe to fall. “it was just……fantastic! I’ve never read anything…..so incredibly erotic. I had no idea I could get so turned on from reading a story, and I’m struggling to describe how I felt but…..I had to keep stopping to masturbate! I came three times before I finished it!!!”


His breath escaped in one long, continuous sigh. “So….you liked it? You really thought…..it was ok?” He stammered, uncertain if he had heard her clearly and in need of additional reassurance.


“Ok?” She giggled. “Ok? It was so far beyond ok it was amazing! I’m not kidding; I started reading it in the den while Dad watched a game, and after a few minutes my pussy was running. Not dripping or leaking, running! I knew I had to go somewhere private, so I told Dad I was feeling tired and I was going to lie down for a while. I went to my room and locked the door, ripped off my clothes and I lay back and continued to read. It wasn’t long before my fingers got busy as though they had a mind of their own, and I came so hard I’ll have to wash the sheets tomorrow; there was cum everywhere! I figured I’d be ok to finish it then, but the further I read the hornier I became, so I had to take care of things a second time. Then I kept reading and realized I was still as horny as hell, so it was into round three!” She giggled like a naughty child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “You’ll probably think I’m terrible but I have to tell you something; the third time I actually got my whole hand inside my pussy! Don’t they call that fist-fucking or something?”


Dean’s cock sprang to attention in world-record time, pre cum oozing from his slit as he drew a mental picture of Katie lying back with her whole hand obscenely stretching her pussy and her slick labia nestled against her wrist. He almost choked as he tried to speak. “Your….whole….hand?” He whispered breathlessly. “You actually managed to slide your whole hand inside your pussy?”


Her voice took on a deeper, sexy tone. “The whole fucking thing…..right up to the wrist. My cunt has never been stretched so far, at least not since the last time I gave birth!”


He groaned. “Oh man, I would have loved to be there to see that! By the way, where are you now?” When Katie dropped the C-bomb Dean realized she must be somewhere private where she was sure her Dad couldn’t overhear her conversation.


She laughed again, clearly in high spirits. “Well as you know I was….busy for a couple of hours, and then I really wanted to call you so I told Dad I was going for a walk to get some fresh air.”


He was finally starting to relax, and managed to laugh at her infectious enthusiasm. “I was wondering what was happening. As the time passed I was doing a great job of convincing myself that you thought my story was crap and had no idea how to let me down gently.”


“What?” She replied, disbelief clearly evident in the tone of her voice. “How could you possibly think that? Your story is so much better than anything I’ve read on that website. The way you write just completely involves me; I mean, I actually believed I was right there with the characters. And……oh wait……this was your first attempt……and while I’m busy having one cum after another……you were sitting there……thinking I couldn’t tell you I didn’t like it…………Oh Dean, I’m so sorry; it just never occurred to me. Oh God, I’m such a thoughtless bitch!”


“No you’re not.” He reassured her. “There’s no way you could have known, and I think my imagination kind of ran riot for a while.”


“But I still should have realized. Instead I was too busy having a good time.”


“Well that still makes me happy.” He replied. “At least I know it had the desired effect.”


“And then some!” She responded. “It really is an amazing piece of work. I’ll bet it will go viral when you post it. But I still feel as though I let you down and I need to make it up to you. Where are you right now?”


“Sitting by the pool.” He replied.


“Have you got a drink?”


“Sure do; I poured a double to steady the nerves while I was waiting.”


“Ok, take a long sip.” She instructed. “What are you wearing?”


He followed her instructions and felt the warm glow from the alcohol radiate from his stomach before replying. “Just a pair of shorts, it’s nice and warm here.”


“Take ‘em off.” She replied simply.


He put the phone on the table and slid his shorts down, his firm cock slapping against his skin as he sat back down and picked up his cell. “Done.” He replied simply.


“Ok babe. Now lean back, close your eyes and relax. Is your cock nice and hard? Are you oozing pre cum yet?” She enquired.


“Yes and yes. Ever since you told me about fisting your own pussy.”


“That’s good, very good.” She hissed. “I’m glad it made you hot, because you had me on fire! Now, wrap your hand around your cock and start stroking, and when you reach the head slide your thumb across and spread your juice down the shaft. We need to make sure you’re nice and wet.”


“Oh…..God.” He whispered as he followed her instructions. “That feels soooo good!”


“It’ll feel a whole lot better soon, but let’s take it slow, ok? I want you to picture me lying back on our bed, with my legs spread and my freshly shaved pussy exposed for you, and you alone. Remember how you shaved me the other night, and how good it felt to lick me, suck me, and fuck me?”


“I’ll never forget that!” He moaned.


“Neither will I babe! Just keeping stroking, but make it long and slow. Now I’m sliding two fingers in my mouth, and then rubbing them up and down my slit. Can you see how wet I am already? My pussy feels so hot; just ripe for fucking!” He groaned again, his cock oozing even more clear liquid every time his hand moved upward. “Now I’m sliding my fingers inside. Oh….FUCK! It’s so hot, and wet, and slippery in here. There’s almost no friction at all. I can easily slide two fingers into my hot cunt, so now I’m adding a third. Oh sweet Jesus; that’s really starting to stretch my tight little pussy. Wouldn’t you like to slide that big, hard, dripping cock in there? Or would you rather do my ass while my fingers keep going?”


“I don’t care!” He hissed. “Oh fuck. I just wanna cum!!!”


“All in good time lover, be a little patient.” She instructed. “I’m so horny now. My pussy is running and my juices are going everywhere. I’ve just cum and you can smell the scent of sex. I’m going to slip a fourth finger into my pussy, as I think I’m loose enough to take it now. Oh…FUCK!! It’s really stretching me, but my greasy cunt juice is helping and I think…I…can….just…get it….in there. Oh my fucking God! That’s four fingers and my cunt is gaping; it’ll take hours to go back to normal shape. Keep stroking that fucking cock babe; I promise you’ll be spraying cum everywhere real soon!”


“I…hope…so!” Dean groaned, his balls starting to ache.


“I wonder if I can get my whole hand in there again?” She continued, teasing him mercilessly. “I’m sliding my fingers back so I can fold my thumb into my palm. Now I’m really starting to fuck myself; my hand is punching my hot, sticky pussy and each time I manage to get it in a little deeper. Almost…almost…. up the knuckles now…but I just can’t seem to open quite wide enough. I’m such a slut; a fist-fucking slut who wants to ram her hand deep inside her own cunt! Oh God, I’m getting so hot I feel like I’ll burst into flames. Get ready Dean; I’m almost there and I know I’ll cum so hard the second my hand slides into my greasy hole!”


Dean was sweating profusely, rivulets of perspiration leaving liquid trails as they ran down his skin.


“Nearly…nearly.” Katie gasped breathlessly. “Almost made it that time. I’m fucking myself so hard I’ll have a bruised pussy tomorrow, but who gives a fuck? Yes…yes….OH FUCK! YES! My whole hand is in there and I’m fisting my own cunt! I’m such a slut! Such a cock-sucking, cunt fucking slut! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!!! I can feel my juice all over my fingers! Cum for me babe! I want to hear you cum everywhere!!!!”


Dean didn’t merely cum, he exploded like a volcanic eruption. “AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!” He yelled into the phone, his first spurt hitting him on the chin with surprising force that made him flinch. His second burst had cum dripping down his neck, and his third just fell short. His eyes were clenched shut and he could feel hot liquid pooling and running down his body. He continued squeezing and stretching his cock, failing to realize Katie had gone silent as she listened to him gasp and groan. “Oh…..my ….. fucking…..God!” He stammered into the phone. “I’ve got cum dripping from my chin! Can you believe it?”


“Of course I can believe it.” Katie said softly. “You’re just a horny little cunt-fucker, and I love that I can make you so hot. It’s the least I can do after reading your story.”


“I’m so relieved you liked it babe.” He said earnestly, his body trembling from the physical and emotional roller-coaster he had been through.


“I’m not sure I can describe how I felt, but I never knew masturbation could be so satisfying.” Katie attempted to explain. “Don’t get me wrong; it’s always pleasant but normally I’d only do it if you were away or working late or something, but this was completely different. I’m starting to tremble just thinking about it. I promise you this; as soon as I know Mom’s ok I really hope you can get some time off, because I’ll be heading home, and once I get inside I won’t want to step back through the door until we run out of food!”


Dean laughed; a long heartfelt expression of happiness and relief. “As soon as I’ve delivered this presentation I think I could arrange a day or two. So, do you still want me to send you updates, or save them until you get back?”


“You’ve got me hooked babe.” She replied passionately. “I want to read it while the ink is still wet, ok?”


“Ok, as soon as I finish a section I’ll email it through. I presume you’ll want a text letting you know?”


“Yes PLEASE! It’s probably more practical than trying to sleep with a laptop.” She laughed. “Seriously though, when I’m sure Mom’s ok I’m coming home. We’ve got some serious catching up to take care of!”


“I’m looking forward to that, and I can’t tell you how much I miss you, but if you were here I doubt if the story would have progressed this far. I think I’d be tempted to keep stopping for some….quality time.”


“Hmmmm.” She mused. “That is a consideration isn’t it? Well, how about you keep busy and see how far you can get before I fly in, ok?”


Dean chuckled at her enthusiasm. “Ok, I’ll do that, but only for you.”


They said their goodbyes, both a little breathless after their first phone-sex experience. “And I didn’t even need a credit card.” Dean mused to himself with a wry smile, as he restarted his lap top and continued his story.


In the meantime Katie was strolling back to her parent’s house, a beaming smile on her face. As she walked through the door her Dad smiled and asked if she felt like a coffee. She nodded, waiting as he brewed a fresh pot and thanking him as he passed the steaming cup across. They sat in the den and he went back to watching his game as Katie’s thoughts drifted away. It was difficult not to laugh out loud as she thought of herself calmly walking down the sidewalk, talking on her cell, lustfully encouraging her husband to masturbate as she described her own self-pleasure to him. “It’s a good thing nobody came the other way at the wrong time; talk about a case of coitus interruptus if they had!” She smiled to herself.


She marveled at the story Dean had created, and the feelings she had experienced as she read through. He had the ability to create a presentation quickly and professionally, and when she had occasionally asked for his help with an email that she was struggling with, he would take her computer, sit back and think for a moment, before his fingers would fly across the keyboard. Then he would slide it back and she would read what he had written, and wonder how he could precisely put her thoughts into words in such an effortless manner.


But her thoughts kept drifting back to his erotic story, and the way his words had captivated her. She had never had any reservations about masturbation, and while it was a pleasant way to spend some time, it had never provided the same level of blissful release that having sex had given her. At least, not until today. The orgasms she had experienced were so strong they bordered on all-consuming, which was part of the reason she had thrown her inhibitions away when she told Dean about her pleasure. It also added to her desire to help him achieve a similar level of ecstasy as she graphically described her earlier activities.


This only reinforced her conviction that they slipped into a comfortable but ultimately unsatisfying pattern, and she was more determined than ever that it was time for a change. She started thinking about what they could do to avoid this happening again, and she found herself considering how she could dress and what surprises she could prepare for her return. Her suggestion that they take some time off and stay at home until they ran out of food was a serious one, and she started developing a mental list of sex-games they could enjoy, and surprises she could unveil at an appropriate moment.


As her plans took shape she realized some serious shopping was called for, and started Googling lingerie outlets and adult stores in the area. With a series of options available she interrupted her Dad’s game. “Dad, I’d like to do some shopping after we visit Mom tomorrow. Would it be ok if I borrowed your car for a while?”


He smiled over at her. “No problem at all Katie. Would you like some company?”


She appreciated the offer, but walking into an adult store with her father was not something she wanted to contemplate so she shook her head, smiling as she replied. “Thanks Dad, but I need to buy some clothes and new shoes and you know what women are like when they shop. We like to take our time!”


He gave her a mock groan but smiled as he did. “In that case, I’m happy to hand over the car keys. I’ve been through enough of that with your mother thanks.”


“I had a feeling you’d say that. Thanks Dad.” Katie laughed, and went back to her planning.


Her plans were progressing until she interrupted them to prepare dinner, and she and her father chatted as they ate their meal. “So how long do you plan on staying Katie?” He asked. “Not that I’m complaining as it always good to see you, but I’m sure you’ll need to get back to work at some stage.”


She nodded as she sipped from her wine glass. “I do, but I’m not planning anything until I know Mom’s ok. John’s talking about flying in later this week, so once we know more about Mom’s recovery and when John flies in I probably should think about heading home.”


“How’s Dean doing? I’ll bet he misses you.” He went on.


She smiled as she thought about him sitting at home, and what he was probably doing. “That goes both ways because I’m missing him as well. But he’s fine Dad, and he felt quite guilty that he couldn’t come with me. He’s offered to fly out later if I’m going to be here for a while, but when John comes over I’ll fly home. Apart from anything else, you’ve only got one spare bedroom so it would get kind of crowded with too many of us here.”


“You’re right.” He replied. “But it would still be nice to have both my kids here.”


She thought about that aspect, as she spoke with John regularly but it had been some time since she’d actually seen him. “We’ll see how things go. I’d like to see John, so maybe one of us could sleep on the couch the night he arrives, and I could fly out the next day.”


He beamed at her suggestion. “That’s a great idea! If John’s not too tired we could go out for dinner. There’s a great little Italian restaurant just round the corner.”


They cleaned up the kitchen and went into the den where they watched a movie before heading for bed.


The next morning Katie prepared breakfast and then they headed for the hospital, to find her Mom sitting up in bed and looking significantly better. Katie saw the relief on her Dad’s face and sat back as they talked, the strength of their love evident in every word, touch and gesture. He was even happier when she told them her Doctor expected to release her in a few days, and provided she watched her diet and exercised with care she should enjoy a complete recovery. They were permitted to stay for around an hour before a kindly nurse suggested it was time for some rest, so they kissed her and headed home.


As they drove he thanked Katie profusely for dropping everything and flying in, and they chatted about life in general before agreeing they should try and get together more often. When they arrived he insisted on making Katie a coffee, before sliding the keys over so she could head out to the mall.


Katie was not surprised that she was flushed with excitement as she drove down the street, her nipples almost painfully firm as they strained against the fabric of her bra. She had planned her trip well, as the mall she was heading for had a high-class lingerie store as well as some top-end fashion houses. There was no doubt her credit card was in for a serious workout, nor that Dean would be fine with her spending spree, as he would have enjoyed the delights she had in store before the bill arrived.


She parked the car and headed inside and soon purchased the perfect outfit she planned to wear when Dean picked up from the airport, as well as a formal-style but incredibly sexy cocktail dress for an intimate dinner at home. Two pairs of shoes, one to match each outfit, with the tallest heels in which she could comfortably walk completed her ensembles, and it was off to the lingerie store.


Ably assisted by a helpful lady around her own age who had a real eye for detail and picked out several outfits that suited her perfectly, she spent over two hours in the lingerie store. She almost shuddered when she paid the bill, but trusted Dean would not object; too much! With her hands full of shopping bags she made it back to the car, before she realized she didn’t have room in her suitcase to accommodate her purchases on the trip home. She grinned as she stowed her bags in the trunk and headed back to buy another suitcase, figuring she’d deal with the excess baggage charge when she checked in at the airport.


Once that detail was taken care of it was back in the car, and off to the adult store tucked away discreetly in a back street half a mile away. The young man behind the counter looked bored and disinterested when she walked in, merely nodding a greeting as she started browsing. His attitude improved noticeably as she started placing items on the counter, and he gave her a belated welcoming smile. “Is there anything you’d like some help with?”


She returned his smile and shook her head. “I’m fine at the moment thanks, but if I get stuck I’ll certainly let you know.” She continued to work through the aisles, and finally told the assistant that she was done. He bagged her purchases and happily assured her she had made his day, before she breezed out the door, tired by satisfied with her efforts.


She was halfway back to her parent’s house when it occurred to her that her father may ask some awkward questions, particularly if he caught a glimpse of some of the items she had bought. A smile flickered across her face as she wondered how she’d deal with that situation, so she pulled into a parking lot at a smaller mall and packed everything into her new case.


It was getting dark as she pulled into the garage and she carried her new case inside. “It looks as though you’ve been busy.” Her father greeted with a smile.


She grinned in reply. “You’ve got some great stores here Dad.” She responded with enthusiasm.