Just Say Yes - Part 06

The current wish-week would be tight. That was clear to both Frauke and Paul. So creativity was called for, because a run-of-the-mill romp was out of the question, even for Paul, who was on this week. Fortunately, he had planned ahead. The mysterious package, for which Frauke had exposed herself to the parcel carrier, was still lying unpacked in his sock drawer. The sender was anonymised and so Frauke couldn't really guess what was inside. Even though she already had an idea, of course. Shortly before Frauke left for a business trip by train to the big city at the other end of the country, he stuck a letter to the package and stuffed it into her suitcase when she was not looking. On the letter were the words 'I wish...' and inside were instructions on what she should do with the contents.

The night before she left, Frauke was noticeably tense.

'What's the matter with you?' her husband wanted to know.

'Oh, I just thought... Haven't we forgotten something?' By which she of course meant the outstanding sex wish.

Paul knew exactly what she expected of him, but played dumb. 'No, I think you have everything. Do you want me to bring you get you off before you leave?'

'I would never say no to that.' With that, she wiggled her hips while taking off her trousers and panties in one go and settling comfortably on the couch. She spread her legs to present him with her most intimate spot, where she was about to expect his tongue. No more words were needed in their household for that. Paul knew from this gesture where his place was now, and she could be sure that he would fulfill his role with enthusiasm. One of the effects she had hoped for with her game for the weekly wish. Paul had not only become more creative and clearly filthier in his thoughts and actions, but he finally felt responsible for her fulfillment. When she signaled her desire, he wanted it too, and he had even learned to anticipate her wants. Like a diligent little dog, she would reward this behaviour immediately, thereby reinforcing his urge to satisfy her, but first she would let him serve her.

She confidently laid her head back and closed her eyes. She could already feel Paul approaching her thighs. He placed a first kiss on the inside of her left thigh, just above the knee and thus still far from the target. He had learned toplay with her desires and would find his way. A second kiss a little higher, a third, fourth,... closer and closer to her pleasure centre. But just before he stopped and turned to the left thigh, where he repeated the game. An old trick to increase her anticipation and delay the fulfillment. But the trick worked. Frauke's pussy became very warm, her lips and clit were increasingly supplied with blood and she felt the moisture collecting in her slit.

Unconsciously, she pushed her pelvis towards him. Her body was trying to finally make contact between her lips and his, but Paul still withdrew a little. When his mouth came close to her slit, a little electric tension arose, the discharge of which would give Frauke even greater pleasure. He breathed and blew a little against her clit and then attacked quite suddenly.

The time for playful caresses was over. Paul's tongue was as eager for her as she was for it. He opened his mouth, enclosed her opening with his mouth and parted her lips with his tongue until he had reached her moist centre. With one long movement, he spread her salty juices over her entire slit. In doing so, he explored every fold and recess with the tip of his tongue. He sucked her sex gently but firmly into his mouth and drank greedily from her juice, which now flowed out of her, driven by her desire.

'Oh Paul,' Frauke moaned softly, still with her eyes closed, 'you're doing well!'

This praise motivated Paul to redouble his efforts. He clasped her thighs in his hands and pulled her even closer to him, circling his tongue around her slit and sinking to the tip of his nose into her desire. He plunged his tongue into her and fucked her with it until he almost got a cramp in his tongue. Frauke reciprocated his efforts with up-and-down movements of her pelvis, which on the one hand dictated him a rhythm that increased her pleasure, and on the other hand rubbed her clit against his face, which completed her stimulation.

At this pace, Frauke would have reached a climax after five minutes, and she acknowledged this verbally to Paul.

'Mmmmmhhhhh, yes! That's it! Your greedy tongue feels so good! Keep going.' Paul delayed the moment as much as he could. His tongue was burning with exertion, his neck was slowly stiffening and his cock was making his trousers uncomfortably tight, but if he could give her so much pleasure with it, he would endure it for a few more minutes. Nevertheless, there was an end to it all. He had to take a short break and catch his breath. So he emerged from her lap with a face glistening with moisture and gasping for air.

Frauke opened her eyes, raised her head and pushed her lower lip forward, like a mopy child.

'I was almost done. Come on, back to work!'

Time for Paul to change technique. So Paul sat up, looked Frauke deep in the eyes and pushed his right index and middle finger into his mouth to moisten them for her. Then he slowly let his palm slide up her right leg. He circled her clitoris three times with both fingers before slowly sliding them into her pussy. He felt every structure inside her, sensed how warm and wet she was for him, and so he pushed his two fingers slowly but firmly into her as far as they would go.

Frauke reciprocated his efforts with firm counter-pressure of her pelvis against his hand, in order to take him as deeply as possible inside her. She opened her mouth slightly, moaned softly and laid her head back with closed eyes.

Paul bent down to her lap and now turned the attention of his lips to Frauke's swollen clit, which was waiting for him at the tip of her labia. He gently sucked the little button between his lips and sucked gently on it while he slowly finger-fucked her, always sliding his fingertips along the rough G-spot.

Frauke again set the rhythm with her pelvic movements that gave her the greatest pleasure.

'That's it, Paul. Keep going!'

Her breathing became shallower and faster, her abdominal muscles, thighs and buttocks tensed more and more as she headed towards an orgasm. A few more thrusts with Paul's fingers, a few more movements of his lips around her clit and there was no stopping Frauke. With a loud, sustained 'Ahhhhhhhh!', she moaned out her lust.

Paul felt her pussy tighten around his fingers until he had finally licked and fingered her to climax. Her thighs tightened around his head, leaving him no choice but to stay exactly where he was. Her pussy twitched uncontrollably as she arched her hips. He left his fingers exactly where they were, closed his lips around her clit and enjoyed as she slowly came down from her orgasm on his face.

When Frauke had finished, she let all the tension in her body drop away, thereby releasing Paul from his thigh prison. He was visibly pleased with his work and lay down next to his wife, smiling.

'Good work, Paul. Good work!' she praised him, still slightly out of breath. You've earned a reward.

'Oh, but for me it's enough if you've cum properly.'

That was the answer Frauke wanted to hear from him, but if she left him sitting here for a few days without an orgasm, it would be extremely unfair.

'Come on, stand in front of me, drop your trousers!'

Paul stood in front of the couch, as he was told, and finally freed his cock from its too-tight dwelling. It was still at least half-erect and the first drops of pre-cum glistened on the tip of his penis.

Frauke sat up, took some of the moisture between her legs with her right hand and rubbed it onto his penis. The pumping motion ensured that it rose to almost its full height again and Frauke's was facing it at exactly the right height.

Without much foreplay, Frauke opened her mouth and slowly slid her lips over his cock, which was already twitching a little with excitement. She circled his cockhead a few times with her tongue and then began to let him slide in and out of her mouth faster and faster. She sucked on it just hard enough for him to still enjoy it. After just a few minutes of this treatment, he began to feel a little weak in the knees, his balls tightened, and he felt the climax begin to rise within him.

'Uhh, Frauke, I'm about to cum!'

She let his cock slide out of her mouth, but kept up her rhythm with her hand.

'Today you can shoot your load on my face if you want.'

Paul didn't need to be asked twice, and no sooner had she finished her sentence than the first spurt of cum landed across her nose. He shot another strand onto her lips, one on her forehead, and Frauke distributed the rest over her cheeks with skilful movements of his cock in her hand, so that almost her entire face was covered in his lust.

Carefully, Frauke fumbled for Paul's mobile phone. She didn't want to destroy his work of art and didn't want to get any of it in her eyes. When she had found it on the coffee table, she switched on the camera, turned it to the front view, put on her most cheerful smile and took a selfie of herself and her cum-smeared face.

'Here, so you don't forget me when I'm gone.' With that, she pushed his phone into his hand, the picture still open, and disappeared into the bathroom to clean her face. If Paul's cock hadn't been completely sucked dry, the sight of it would have given him another hard-on. But this picture would surely save him the absence of Frauke.

When Frauke came back from the bathroom, she was already dressed and ready to go.

'But that doesn't count as a wish yet,' she let him know.

'I know,' he replied, without getting involved in any games. Paul had set his plan in motion with the placed package, even if Frauke didn't suspect anything yet.

After a somewhat depressing but loving goodbye, Frauke had been sitting on the train for a while and was starting to feel a little hungry. So she pulled her suitcase off the luggage rack to get the food she had brought with her. Of course, she immediately noticed the package and when she saw the inscription on the attached card, she couldn't help but feel proud of her Paul. She had been a little annoyed with him on the train journey and thought he had given up on the wish for the week, but she was wrong.

'Dear Frauke!' the card read,

'You might have thought that I hadn't thought of a wish for your business trip.' She had been caught out! 'But you've got me wrong. I'm sure you'll recognise the package. It is the one that the lucky postman handed to you when you had your little clothes accident in front of him. If you open it now, you will find a toy in it that will surely give you a lot of pleasure. I want you to familiarise yourself with it, find out how you can best use it to pleasure yourself and how it can bring you to the most intense climax.

Once you have found that out, put it in your pocket and take it with you into town. Sit down in some public place and pleasure yourself. So that I can also get something out of it and check whether you have fulfilled your obligation, you will make a short video of it with your phone and then send it to me.

Have fun,

yours Paul'

'Gosh, Paul!' Frauke thought to herself. 'You've planned it out really well and put a lot of effort into it. Very nice.'

Curious, she dared to take a look inside the package. The toy was a small, penguin-shaped sucker that she could put on her clitoris and create a wonderful, pulsating vacuum there. Would the train toilet be the right place to fulfil the task? No, too dirty.

'Oh, I have that too!' a strange voice tore her out of her thoughts. It was the woman who had occupied the row of seats behind her and who had probably peered at her package through the seats.

'It's really fun when you use it right.'

Frauke turned around and looked at the speaker. The woman must be at least 60 years old, but her eyes radiated pure life.

'My husband gave it to me for the trip!' Frauke replied. Her fellow passenger had already seen what was going on with her anyway. No reason to be shy now.

'Good man. I'd keep him close. You know, from my experience, I can tell you: weak men see such things as competition to their masculinity, but the good ones know that they are allies when it comes to making their woman happy and satisfied. And don't go beyond stage four at the beginning. Otherwise, it's just too intense.'

With that, the woman leaned back into her seat, smiled again kindly and buried her nose in her book. Frauke was already sure that she had found one of the good ones, but of course that only strengthened her in her thoughts.

After checking into the hotel, Frauke took a shower to wash off the dirt and sweat from the trip and then lay down in her bed in her bathrobe. She sent Paul a message.

'Thanks for the gift and the tasks. I'll practice with it for a bit.'

With that, she set about trying out the new device. Fortunately, the batteries were already full, so she switched it on to level 1 and put it on her finger. Interesting feeling. Then she let it suck on her nipple a little. After all, they were receptive to such feelings. Level 2 should do quite well there too. After she had caressed both sides extensively, it was time for the main act and...

'Oh Shit!!!' she exclaimed immediately. This thing was really good. The lady from the train was right. There was no way she would make it to level four today. With a little help from her hand, she managed to find a perfect match with her clit and the device hummed happily to itself while mercilessly working her most sensitive body part like even Paul's mouth couldn't do. After a few minutes of this pace, she could already feel a violent orgasm rolling towards her, during which she could no longer hold back her moans. How she was supposed to do that in public without being picked up by the police afterwards was now a mystery to her.

Good old Paul had given her a more difficult task than she had initially thought.

The next day was all about work. But that was no reason not to take a walk with her little companion after getting up. It was almost too easy to reach a climax with it. She would definitely keep that in her arsenal.

After the first day of the conference, she was pretty exhausted, but still set out to look for a suitable place for her task. The area around the hotel was densely built-up and probably the place would be bustling with life well into the night. She would probably get caught there, which would have its own kind of appeal, but at the moment she was looking for a quieter corner.

She found it in a small park around the corner. Here, too, it was anything but idyllic and clean, as is typical for a big city, but at least there were a few benches and a seating area that was somewhat surrounded by protective trees and shrubs. She could sit here at nightfall, use the light from the street lamp and place her mobile phone on the small metal table to film her act for Paul.

In the meantime, she treated herself to another coffee to shorten the waiting time and kept an eye on the small park, which apparently attracted pleasantly few people. When it was finally dark, she made her way to the chosen seating area. Fortunately, it was midweek and there were few visitors still out and about so late. On the other side of the meadow was a couple with a small dog, but they shouldn't actually see them in this corner.

To get used to her task, Frauke first took the small toy in her hand and turned it on to check the volume outside. Level 1 was barely audible -- good -- level 2 was also okay, level 3 was a bit louder, but if she covered the device with her hand, the sound would hardly escape from the small corner with the trees.

Time for escalation level 2: taking off her panties. One last look left and right; no one in sight, so off with them. Frauke felt that pleasant breeze of fresh air against her pussy again, the same one she had felt at the beginning of her adventurous journey with Paul when she had seduced him into licking her in the forest. She smiled as she thought about how far she had come in her plan for more fun and freedom in her relationship. Then she had an idea.

Frauke took out her phone, but didn't start the video yet, instead she started the camera and took a picture of the panties in her hand and sent it to Paul without comment. He would be able to guess what would happen next.

Frauke listened again, slightly nervous, to see if anyone was approaching her place. When she was sure she was alone, she slowly slid her hand under her dress. She circled her clit with her index finger until it swelled a little with lust. The fact that a little moisture had already pooled between her lips told her that, despite her nervousness, her body was reacting appropriately to the situation. She was keen on this task, although she was tense, because she still had the thought at the back of her mind that someone could walk around the corner unnoticed at any time and catch her in the act.

To make sure Paul got something out of it too, she switched on her hand camera, leaned it against her handbag on the table and checked to see if she was in shot well. A small turn to the left and the light from the street lamp a few metres away illuminated not only her face but also the area between her legs well enough for an atmospheric shot.

'Hello Paul, this is just for you!' she chatted into the camera and placed the enthusiastically sucking penguin where it had the perfect attack surface. She bit her lower lip seductively, contorting her face sensually, exaggerating the facial expressions for the video. She could feel the humming suction movements of the toy giving her pleasure immediately.

'Level 1,' she told Paul through the video and closed her eyes for a few seconds. She enjoyed it a little and then pressed the plus button, which drove the toy to higher performance.

'Mmmmmmhhhh, level 2,' she had to hold back from moaning loudly through the park. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter. Her pleasure centre was already quite warm and slowly a tingling sensation set in, which reliably heralded an orgasm.

'Stage 3,' she managed to say only with difficulty before her whole body contracted. Frauke had to cover her mouth with her hand as she came in violent waves like she had never done before.

Frauke's heart almost burst out of her throat and she gasped as she slowly came down from her climax. She giggled softly, looked directly at the camera and winked at Paul through the lens.

'Maybe someone in the hotel over there enjoyed it.' With that, she ended the recording and sent it to Paul without checking it again first. He had sent her ten emojis in response, expressing his enthusiasm for the first photo.

'Have fun with it!' she wrote to him afterwards and made her way back to the hotel. She left her panties in the seating area, though.