Author's note: You've asked for it, and if you understand Regina you knew it was bound to happen. In this installment, she has he way with the young man in the neighboring apartment building. He does not disappoint. At the end is an intense bondage scene. There is a slow lead-up to it so if BDSM bothers you then stop before you go too far.
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After that last fuck we had all gotten dressed and Grant checked us out of the hotel just before their deadline. As I walked to my car, a little weak-kneed, I could feel cum snaking down my inner thighs. I had brought a pair of panties for this morning, and I was wearing them, but they were already soaked by the cum leaking out of my holes. I needed a long, hot shower.
On the way back home I thought about Brad. I missed the farmer's market, and my chance to talk to him. Arriving home I took a shower and then went to bed. I was exhausted, so I snuggled under the sheets and was soon asleep. I would worry about my plan for Brad later.
My stomach woke me, it was nearly my usual dinner time and I hadn't eaten anything other than cock today. I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen. There were some leftovers from Wednesday night with the girls and soon my hunger was sated. I had also decided what to do about Brad. I lounged around all evening, watching TV, before going back to bed. I set my alarm so I would have time to prepare for what I had planned.
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Sunday morning came and I was up early, finally feeling refreshed. I showered, did my hair, and put my makeup on except for my lipstick. I had to have some coffee and breakfast if I was going to execute what I had planned.
Sitting in my kitchen, sipping coffee and devouring the plate of scrambled eggs and toast that I had prepared, I reviewed my plan several times. If it worked, and I was confident that it would, I'd be filled up with Brad's cock very soon. I finished breakfast and put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
I searched my apartment and found a tablet of paper and a black marker. On the top page, I wrote my apartment number. "Welcome to my parlor said the spider to the fly," I said softly to myself as I enlarged the numbers so he could see them clearly.
I brushed my teeth, finished my makeup, and applied more of my plum lipstick. In my bedroom, I spritzed a bit of my favorite perfume on my sheets and then made my bed. I wanted the scent to tickle his nose but I didn't want him to find any bitter spots of perfume on my skin when he kissed my body.
It was nearly 9 am so I slipped on a shimmery green dress and heels, checked myself in the mirror, and, satisfied with my look I grabbed up the paper and headed for my balcony. Today I didn't sit, I stood at the rail. I wanted him to have the full effect of the new Regina.
Nine came and went. "Where was he," I muttered to myself. I waited five minutes, then ten. I had just about decided that he was going to be a no-show, but then there he was. He looked a bit disheveled and I decided that he had probably been up late partying. He yawned and rubbed his hand through his hair, and then he froze. He had finally seen me. His eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped open. I smiled and give him a little wave. He mouthed the words "holy fuck." I slowly turned in a circle to give him the full effect and, when I was facing him again I held up my sign and curled my finger at him.
He looked shocked. He first pointed at himself and then at me, as if asking did I want him to come to me. I nodded as I chuckled to myself. He held up one finger, indicating he wanted me to wait and disappeared momentarily. Soon he was back with pen and paper. I had put my sign down to my side and he motioned for me to raise it again. When I did he quickly wrote the number on his paper and then nodded. I put the sign down again, don't need others showing up. He then wrote something else on his paper, "shower" it said when he raised it and pointed to himself. I nodded and smiled. He just stood there with a stupid grin on his face so I made a shooing motion. He snapped out of it and disappeared from the window. I didn't think it would be long now. I left my balcony and sat on the sofa to await his arrival.
It only took about 35 minutes for my security buzzer to announce his arrival. I walked to my door and pressed the button to let him into the building, and then stood there awaiting his knock. A few minutes later he was at my door, a soft knock announcing his arrival. I smoothed my dress, opened the door, and stepped into the threshold. He wasn't going to just waltz in even though he had been invited.
He stood there and looked me up and down, mouth agape.
"Close your mouth before your tongue falls out," I whispered.
"It's just that —wow!"
"You like?"
"Very much, is it real?"
He meant my hair but I responded, "It's all real, and it can all be your's if you want it."
"Oh I want it, I'm tired of shooting my load against the window. I've wanted you since that first day that you put on a show for me but I figured you were just teasing and wouldn't want some college guy."
I laughed softly. "Oh sweetie, college guys are the best! So full of energy and erections," I said with a grin, "but here's the thing, if you cross this threshold then you can't leave until I'm satisfied,
totally
satisfied," I whispered as I looked both ways and then stepped into the hall, pressed my body against him, and gazed up into his eyes.
"And what does
totally
satisfied mean? Well, it means that I get a hot load of cum in all of my holes. Can you do that? Can you cum three times for me today?" I asked, and then wrapped my arms around his neck and planted my lips firmly on his.
For just a moment he was stiff, he hadn't expected the kiss, but he quickly relaxed and softened his mouth. I offered him my tongue and he took it, then gave me his. I heard the elevator ding and so I grabbed him and pulled him across the threshold, closing the door behind us.
"Well, there's no going back now," I laughed, "but you never answered my question, can you cum three times for me today?"
"You turn me on so much, Regina, that I can probably cum three times in the next hour!"
"Well let's not get in too much of a rush! Wouldn't you like to take your time enjoying me?"
"Yes, yes I would, and I will, but — can I only cum three times? I mean, my personal best is four and, well, you turn me on so much maybe you can help me set a new personal best."
"Oh, my dear, sweet boy," I said, pressing against him again and rubbing his hard cock through his pants, " I'd be happy to help you set a record."
He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled my lips to his, kissing me roughly and smearing my lipstick. Our tongues met and we finished what we'd started in the hallway. I moaned into his mouth and he kissed me harder. I had placed my hands on his neck and as I broke the kiss I trailed my fingers down his neck to his chest and then to the hem of his pullover. I grasped it and raised it and then he took over and removed his shirt. I began kissing and nipping at his chest. Working my way down to his nipples. I gave each a gentle suck and he moaned each time, "yes." I grabbed the waist of my dress and pulled it up and over my head. I was naked now, and he stepped back to take in the sight.
"Holy fuck, Regina, your body is fantastic," he whispered, a bit in awe. He grabbed me and pulled me close, causing my breasts to pillow against his chest as he kissed me again and wrapped his arms around me to grab my ass. After a moment I broke the kiss and I knelt as I trailed my fingers across his abs and to the waistband of his slacks. He kicked off his shoes and undid his pants. In no time his pants were off and he hadn't worn underwear so he stood there naked.
I took his uncut cock in my hand and examined it as I held it mere inches from my mouth. He had two thick veins running the length of his shaft and the head was large, based on how his foreskin bulged.
"Oh baby, that's a nice cock," I hissed as stroked him, "so nice. I'm going to enjoy having this."
"That's it, stroke me," he moaned as he watched me examining my cock.
Knowing he was watching I put on a show for him, looking into his eyes as I held his cock next to my mouth and stroked him.
"You like this, baby? Like me stroking your cock?" I grinned, "How about if I lick it?"
I lightly ran the side of my tongue along the length of his shaft, never breaking eye contact.
"Oh god, yes," he moaned, "please lick it."
I flattened my tongue and licked the underside from his balls to the tip and back as we gazed into each other's eyes.
