My Perfect Tens
Part 14 of 15
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Iris and Jim discover they can harvest more erotic power when they have threesomes. It's obvious what they need to do next. Lena joins them in Part 14 of the 15-part series
"My Perfect Tens."
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Finding Lena was easy. She'd just won the World Figure Skating Championship - again - and there were a lot of media reports that focused on her status as the finest female figure skater who'd ever lived. The stories largely discussed the fact that she was getting too old to be competitive; figure skating is a sport dominated by very young athletes. But Lena managed to maintain her position at the top by exploiting her years of experience on the ice. She was said to be the most sophisticated figure skater in the history of the sport, maintaining a level of artistic expression that trumped the raw athleticism of younger women.
I was particularly interested in an interview she gave to a sports journalist doing a report about Lena's latest triumph. He asked Lena if she'd made any decisions about retirement, and Lena said it was a subject she thought about all the time.
"I've achieved everything I ever wanted," she told the reporter. "It's always satisfying to put together a new routine or face new competitors, but I don't get much pleasure from adding another medal to the pile.
"I have offers to become a coach. Maybe I'll do that. But I may decide to make the next chapter of my life about something completely different. That's appealing. I haven't settled on any specific plan, but I am open to suggestions."
Perfect. I had a suggestion I thought Lena would like.
I found her in Montreal. She was in the final stages of preparing for her next competition. I told the event organizers that I was one of Lena's former sponsors, and I wanted to discuss a future sponsorship with her. That got me a meeting, which went even better than I'd hoped.
"Jim! Oh my God! What are you doing here!?" she said, pulling me into a powerful hug. Lena is the strongest woman I've ever met. It's one of her sexiest features. Hugging her feels like being squeezed by a bear.
"I'm here to see you, of course," I said. "I've missed you. How have you been?
I sensed that Lena felt a powerful surge of attraction when she saw me. Probing her mind gently, I was glad to discover she wasn't involved in a committed, exclusive relationship. She'd had many pleasant love affairs over the years, but competitive figure skating was an endeavor that required so much travel, energy, and concentration that there wasn't much time for romance.
I made a particularly delightful discovery. Lena had been with men and women since we parted. She was equally attracted to both sexes. That fact would make it easier to persuade her to join me and Iris.
"How long are you in town?" she asked.
"As long as necessary," I said. "I want to watch you win this championship. And I want to ask for your help with a plan I have. It has nothing to do with ice skating, but I think you'll like it anyway."
I could tell that Lena wasn't concentrating on my words. She was thinking that she wanted to have sex with me. I sensed that Lena had warm memories of our time together. It had been the longest and most intense relationship of her life so far. She even remembered that I had a baffling ability to know exactly what she wanted in bed. Lena had been with many delightful lovers, but none of them had been as good at anticipating her wants and needs.
We had a quick meal, then took a car to my hotel. There were no pretenses. We both knew we wanted to have sex, and we weren't interested in pretending otherwise.
Lena's body was even more magnificent than I remembered. She'd added muscle. She looked more mature. She'd been a virginal girl when we met. Now, she was an experienced woman. It was wonderful to see how much she'd flourished.
She was on me as soon as the door closed behind us. Lena pulled me into a tight embrace, kissed me, and immediately removed my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt.
I guess we can talk later,
I thought to myself.
I sensed that Lena was glad to see I hadn't changed physically. As an athlete, she appreciated my fit, strong body. Seeing my cock again made her mouth water. She wanted to ride me, so I stretched out on my back and watched as she straddled me like a cowgirl.
She took one hand and gripped my cock, which was already hard as stone. She ran the head up and down her warm pussy. Soon we were both nice and wet. Lena had a devilish smile on her face as she worked my cock inside her body. She rose and fell slowly at first, going faster after her tight pussy stretched enough to let me go in and out easily.
"God... I remember... so nice...."
she whispered.
"Jim... so nice...."
Lena's appreciation for sensuality was even more powerful and sophisticated than I remembered. Physically, she is the most impressive woman I've ever known. It felt wonderful to have sex with her again. It was gratifying to sense that she was having a good time and was glad to be with me again.
I used my mental influence to plant the suggestion that I wanted more from Lena than just sex. I made her wonder why I sought her out. The idea sat in the back of her mind as she squirmed around on top of me. Lena moved her hips in all directions, going around and around in circles as she squeezed my cock with the strong muscles in her pussy.
It's a cliche to say that it was like the choreography in one of her skating routines, but it was also true. She performed for me, going through the movements of an erotic dance that inspired me in ways other women couldn't.
I sensed that she was getting very excited, but that she didn't want to climax first. She was more determined to give me pleasure than to experience it herself. If that's what she wanted, that's what I'd give her. Although I had the ability to delay my orgasm for as long as I wanted, I decided to relax and let it happen naturally.
A few minutes later, Lena sensed that my cock was beginning to throb. She knew that I was about to cum. Just as I began filling her pussy with my seed, she grabbed me by the throat and squeezed. It wasn't enough to cause pain, but it stopped me from breathing. I had to resist the temptation to panic.
I know some people use erotic asphyxiation when they have sex, but no one had ever tried it with me before. Lena had an intense look in her eyes as she squeezed my neck. I sensed that she was devoting all her concentration to the task of exciting me as much as possible. She wanted to be the best lover I've ever had. Second place wasn't good enough for her. She wanted the gold, not the silver.
For reasons I don't quite understand, Lena somehow gave me an orgasm that wasn't like anything I've experienced before or since. It went on and on and on as my cock filled her pussy with blast after blast after blast of hot wetness. She released my neck just as I began feeling lightheaded. When she sensed I was finished, Lena let herself climax.