Claudia Enters Mr Franklins World

Claudia and Mr. Franklin put their clothes back on and smiled at each other.

"Are you still hungry?" Mr. Franklin asked.

"Sure," Claudia responded, locking eyes with Mr. Franklin. "I think you helped me work up quite the hunger." Claudia bit her bottom lip.

"Let me take care of that," Mr. Franklin voiced smoothly, as he pulled out his phone and pressed the screen. "It shouldn't be long."

"I should probably get cleaned up," Claudia stated as she got to her feet. "Are the bathrooms down the hall?"

"They are, but this room is special," Mr. Franklin got up and walked to the alcove in the room. Claudia's eyes followed Mr. Franklin. The room was a ten by-twenty-foot rectangle with a six-foot alcove. The room door was opposite a window with views of the city. The alcove was next to the window. "You can't tell anyone about this."

Claudia wasn't sure if Mr. Franklin was talking about what they had just done or the room. "I won't tell anyone," Claudia responded, blushing and feeling a little embarrassed. Claudia's mind went into overdrive as she began questioning everything that had just occurred. It was the most sexual experience that Claudia had ever had, but it dawned on her that Mr. Franklin might have a different view. He was at least ten years older than her. As her mind drifted, Claudia's body began to tingle. She was trying to recall how many times Mr. Franklin had just made her cum.

"You okay?" Mr. Franklin quizzed. While staring into her eyes, Mr. Franklin tapped the wall and suddenly a panel slid to the side revealing an opening into a small bathroom.

"I am fine and," Claudia managed to say, as her eyes lit up. "Wow, a secret bathroom." Claudia started to walk towards the opening.

"And what?," Mr. Franklin questioned as he slowly pushed Claudia against the wall. He stuck his tongue in her mouth. Claudia eagerly kissed him back. There was a tap on the door. "Come in," Mr. Franklin stated.

The door swung open. Without saying a word the waiter entered and placed their food trays on the table. Claudia started to button her shirt quickly. She felt awkward in front of the waiter. Mr. Franklin grabbed her hand and their eyes met. He started to blow a steady stream of air onto Claudia's chest. The air sent a wave of electricity up and down Claudia's cum covered breasts. She looked over at the waiter, who was still unloading their food and setting the table. Claudia, despite wearing her bra and having her shirt buttoned almost half-way, was feeling self-conscious.

"They are very well trained here," Mr. Franklin asserted. He continued to blow air on Claudia's chest as he held her hands tightly. "Take your time, Bowman," Mr. Franklin proclaimed.

The waiter, Bowman, nodded yes in response. Mr. Franklin began to blow harder. A steady stream of air was now hitting Claudia's nipples. She took a deep breath. The situation was very erotic for Claudia. She was very excited that Mr. Franklin had so much control over the situation. He prevented her from closing her shirt, yet he was now blocking the waiter's view. She felt a mixture of emotions. Claudia was still very aware of the waiter's presence.

"Nervous?" Mr. Franklin softly questioned. Claudia blushed while her nipples got harder. "You never finished your sentence," Mr. Franklin stated. Seeing Claudia's look of uncertainty, he continued, "You said you were fine and."

"Oh," Claudia giggled nervously. "I like you. I wanted you to know I am really picky."

"So you're not embarrassed I'm a little older than you?" Mr. Franklin asked, weakly feigning insecurity.

"Oh no. Not at all. You are so much more mature than guys my age," Claudia said smiling. She knew Mr. Franklin didn't feel insecure in the slightest. She got a rush knowing he was getting her to admit her feelings.

"You don't bend easily," Mr. Franklin observed. "But obeying is a turn-on?"

Claudia bit her lip harder than before and nodded her head. Mr. Franklin's playful tone let her know that, he too, was very turned on. Unlike her, he was very in control.

"Take off your shirt," Mr. Franklin commanded. "And your bra."

Claudia quickly complied, but at the same time blurted out, "He'll see."

"Bowman, come over here," Mr. Franklin demanded. "Seen a rack this nice lately?"

"Definitely not," Bowman declared. His voice boomed as he gazed wide-eyed at Claudia's fully exposed large breasts. Her nipples were saluting upwards.

"What are you nervous about Claudia?" Mr. Franklin queried.

"Nothing. It's just that I need to clean up," Claudia offered.

Mr. Franklin took her bra and handed it to Bowman. "Look at her lips and the bra."

"Nice," Bowman answered.

"Nice? That is what I call exceptional attention to detail," Mr. Franklin pointed out in a commanding voice. The sexual tension in the room increased as Claudia and Bowman couldn't help but nod in agreement. Reaching into his pocket, Mr. Franklin elaborated, "exceptional, yes, but it is important to go beyond exceptional."

Mr. Franklin revealed he had a lipstick tube in his hand. He grabbed Bowman's arm and drew a deep blue line with the lipstick. "Get a bra that matches this color. Get Trey to help you."

Bowman was out the door in a flash.

"Put this on thick," Mr. Franklin directed, as he handed Claudia the lipstick tube. "Don't wipe off your chest."

Claudia's feet led her into the little bathroom. She was trying to process what was going on. She felt Mr. Franklin sneaked up behind her. He started passionately kissing her neck. He stuck a finger in her mouth and she bit down softly.

Mr. Franklin blew softly in her face, as he whispered, "Sex is as important as eating or drinking and we ought to allow the one appetite to be satisfied with as little restraint or false modesty as the other."

"That's a quote," Claudia pointed out. Some S and M guy.

"Marquis de Sade," Mr. Franklin responded. "He was a sadist. Not my preference. I like to control with pleasure not pain. The pursuit of pleasure without restraint is noble."

Claudia bit her lip again upon hearing his take on pleasure. "I am not used to giving up control. Fuck I can't believe how turned on you are making me."

"We are living in a crazy time," Mr. Franklin asserted. "How does it feel to surrender to pleasure?"

"It makes me feel wild," Claudia said blushing. "You are blurring the line between dark fantasies and reality. Something about you makes me want to tell you things I shouldn't."

"And it turns you on that you can't quite predict what I am capable of?" Mr. Franklin asked as he slapped Claudia's ass.

She bit her lip hard and moaned.

The door opened. Bowman and another man entered.

"Claudia, this is Bowman and Trey," Mr. Franklin stated.

"Hello, Claudia," Trey announced. At six foot five he was eight inches taller than Bowman and three inches taller than Mr. Franklin. He was a strikingly handsome and well-groomed African-American.

"We found a match," Bowman declared, as he held a very sexy dark blue bra next to the lipstick line on his arm. "Here's the black one." Bowman placed the nicely folded black bra on the table.

"Trey, put the bra on Claudia," Mr. Franklin directed. "Claudia was just explaining she finds men her age, your ages, to be not her type. Do you not find them attractive?"

Claudia looked at Trey and Bowman. "Um, I am not usually attracted to them. It's not that they aren't good looking," Claudia stuttered. "I don't mean you two personally. You guys are very good looking." Claudia began to blush. Bowman and Trey had started to frown, but were now smiling. They were enjoying that Claudia was getting flustered.

Trey finished attaching her bra and snapped one of the straps back onto her skin.

"Owee," Claudia belted out. "Hey"

"So what is it about guys your age that makes them not your type?" Mr. Franklin voiced, prodding Claudia further.

"Well, they are immature," Claudia explained as she started to rub the spot on her shoulder where the strap snapped. "They get too excited and lose control just when you start to have fun."

"You mean they can't pace themselves and you are left unsatisfied?" Mr. Franklin remarked. He was enjoying turning up the heat of the conversation.

"Yeah," sighed Claudia.

"That's because you are smoking hot and they are not used to having a lot of sex," Mr. Franklin explained, offering a defence of the younger generation. "Tell these fine gentlemen what's on your chest."

Claudia grew bright red. "Olive oil and cum. Your cum Mr. Franklin."

Mr. Franklin smiled at Claudia. "Do you feel the cum cracking as it dries?"

"I do," Claudia answered. Her nipples started saluting the air again.

"Claudia, do you think these guys have much stamina?" Mr. Franklin questioned with a devilish tone.

Claudia shrugged her shoulders and bit her lip hard.

"What do you all think of the new bra and lipstick?" Mr. Franklin asked.

Everyone paused and nodded in genuine agreement. The dark blue lipstick matched Claudia's bra perfectly. It really was the essence of exceptionalism taken to the next level.

"Hand me the lipstick tube," Mr. Franklin directed Claudia. She did and he quickly turned the bottom of it. The lipstick tube started to vibrate rapidly. Mr.Franklin grabbed Claudia's chin with one hand, bringing her face up to his. He kissed her passionately while he guided the lipstick tube into her pussy. "This is going to be an experiment."

"Okay," moaned Claudia. This was starting to mirror her favorite porn. She started to replay the scenes in her mind. A woman blindfolded and coerced into pleasuring herself in front of her abductors.

"We are going to see how much stamina these guys have," Mr. Franklin orated. "You are going to let them fuck your tits. You need more cum to feel the sensation when it cracks as it dries."

Claudia didn't know what to say. She was turned on beyond belief. "An experiment?"

"Yes, they have experience so they have more stamina than you would expect. You are very attractive so that will work in the opposite direction. The key will be to see the effect of the lipstick," Mr. Franklin explained. His eyes were a mixture of wild lust and control.

"The lipstick tube or the lipstick on her lips?" Bowman asked.

"Both," Mr. Franklin voiced loudly. "Here is the remote for the tube."

Trey held the remote in his hand and adjusted one of the three dials.

"Oh fuck, fuck," Claudia moaned deeply as she began to squirm. "That is really strong."

"You ready to let them fuck your tits?" Mr. Franklin asked. Bowman and Trey took off their pants.

Claudia bit her lip and her eyes bulged. They had huge cocks. Bowman was eight inches like Mr. Franklin but not as thick. Trey was bigger, almost 9 inches. They were both stiff as steel.

Claudia was trying to resist. She was doing a good job but she couldn't take her eyes off their cocks. Mr. Franklin poured more olive oil on her breasts and grabbed the remote from Trey.

"It's a matter of knowing what works," Mr. Franklin noted as he adjusted all three dials.

The lipstick tube vibrator began to extend inside Claudia. It felt amazing. The extension reached Claudia g spot. The unit began to start thrusting and twirling.

"Oh my God, fuck!," shouted Claudia. "Oh fuck, fuck yeah, oh wow." She bit her lip as her legs started shaking. "I want..."

"Tell them what you want," Mr. Franklin commanded.

"I want..., oh fuck," moaned Claudia. She redoubled her efforts to fight off the sensations of the vibrator.

"Tell, Trey and Bowman what you want to find out," Mr. Franklin urged Claudia.

"I want to see how long these guys can fuck my tits before they cum," Claudia mumbled. Her legs were trembling. Her efforts to resist earlier were brewing the makings of the biggest orgasm Claudia had ever experienced.

"You are mumbling," Mr. Franklin pointed out.

Bowman and Trey started to wave their pricks menacingly towards Claudia.

Claudia let out a huge moan, "Oh fuck I am going to cum. I am fucking cumming. Fuck my tits til you explode." She bit her lip hard as she puckered her dark-blue lipstick-covered lips together in an attempt to dare Trey and Bowman into action.

Trey and Bowman looked towards Mr. Franklin, who nodded.

Like two lightning bolts, Trey and Bowman leapt into action. Trey thrust his cock between Claudia's well-oiled breasts and started pumping away. Bowman put his face on Claudia's dripping pussy. He removed the vibrating tube and began darting his tongue in and out of her clit.

Claudia had another orgasm instantly. The excitement of the two strong men overwhelmed her. She kept her eyes on Mr. Franklin. He was smiling with lust and desire.

"Switch," Mr. Franklin directed Trey and Bowman. They quickly responded. Trey was even better at eating pussy and it wasn't long before Claudia started squirting. She had never done that before. It wasn't a lot but it was quite the rush. The sight of Claudia squirting as she had cum again sent Trey and Bowman into overdrive.

"Work some magic with your lipstick and bra," Mr. Franklin said, cheering Claudia into a lustful frenzy.

Somehow Claudia correctly translated that into talking dirty. "Give me you cum. Cum all over my tits."

Trey and Bowman were now stroking their cocks as fast as they could. Claudia pouted her lips and stuck her tongue out. They both started erupting at the same time. Claudia was hit with wave after wave of semen ropes. Cum was in her hair, her eyelashes, and all over her tits. She began to rub it into her tits.

Trey and Bowman quickly dressed and winked at Claudia as they left.