I want to thank kaylacakes for editing this piece. I write for the love of it and sometimes I get to lazy to check my work for grammar errors. I want to apologize for my lazyness and offer my hope that you will continue to read and enjoy this story line.
Wow has it been a rough week. Get up, go to work, race home, have a swim, help fix then eat dinner watch some TV or a movie then go to bed, oh and I have to have sex at least once a day with my sister-in-law too. What a real pain in the ass. Ok so I'm not really complaining. It really is hard to believe that this weekend marks our first week together.
Last Saturday, the 1st of June, Glenda and I met in front of our local priest. He couldn't marry us since I was already married to Glenda's sister but, after talking to all of the family and confirming that it was ok with all of us, he blessed Glenda' and my attempt to bring a baby into the family. Glenda was to act as a surrogate mother for Eileen and I since Eileen couldn't conceive. The ceremony had to be small with only family attending so as to not upset the rest of the congregation with the wrong ideas of the ceremony itself, but it did help to make Glenda and I feel better about what we were doing.
Our goal was to try to make love at least once a day while Glenda was in her fertile cycle. Luckily for me she had already started her menstrual cycle and was already past the bleeding phase so we didn't have to worry about having our sex interrupted. We had only 30 days of making love before Glenda had to go back home and my wife came back to our house. Strictly speaking, what we were doing was a business deal, but both of us enjoyed each other's company and really loved each other.
That night we made love for the first time and it felt so natural. Of course I had to goof and wound up sleeping in the other room when I should have stayed in bed with Glenda. I learned my lesson the next morning just like Glenda had promised.
"Come on in here David, and take off your clothes." Glenda told me "Some how I'm going to get through to you that when I'm here you stay in bed with me and not sleep in the other room. "
"But what if I have to use the bathroom?" I chuckled as I did what I was told.
"Then you get up and do it then come right back to bed." she replied
I wasn't quite sure what to expect but I was definitely looking forward to learning my lessons. Glenda was holding onto a couple of small ropes and had a grin that went almost from ear to ear. Up until last night Glenda hadn't had any sex except for her little battery operated "man" she called her dildo. She'd always laugh when she needed more batteries of it because the grocery store sold the batteries in the aisle with all of the other Feminine Needs. Now she was laughing because her man was getting hard for her and she had a dirty trick or two to play on him.
"Lie down on your back, bend your arms and put your hands up next to your head on the pillow." Glenda told me.
"But my head isn't resting on the pillow." I joked.
"Not that head silly" Glenda laughed back.
First she tied my hands to the head board and then she tied each foot to the foot board. I could have easily gotten out of the ropes at any time, especially when she left toe room for a minute or two but I trusted Glenda not to do anything to hurt me so I just relaxed and enjoyed the moment. I was surprised when Glenda came back into the room with the strawberry syrup, you know, the one you add to milk for a breakfast drink. I was even more surprised when she started drizzling syrup around my nipples, down my chest to fill my belly button and then down further to cover my dick. My only complaint was that she had taken the bottle right out of the refrigerator and hadn't warmed it up a little. Other than that I was struck with the realization that she intended to lick me clean. If I hadn't already been hard just that thought alone would have gotten me hard quickly.
After I had gotten my strawberry shower, Glenda stood at the head of the bed and stripped off the t-shirt she was wearing. Then she bent over and kissed me lightly, just barely putting any pressure on my lips. I lifted my head to meet her but she raised her head up with me. I should have realized what I was in for but my mind was centered in another part of my anatomy at the time. Glenda lay down next to me and used just the tip of her tongue to start cleaning the strawberry from around my nipples. When she exhaled I would get a chill draft on my wet skin which only increased my torture. All I could do was lay there while she took her time licking me clean.
I know she probably only took about 5 minutes to clean my nipples but it felt like hours. Then I had to lay there as she slowly lowered her head to clean up the strawberry syrup that went from my nipples to my belly button. When she finally made it this far she bent her head down like she was going to kiss my belly button and sucked out the syrup. Then she began licking the inside the inside of my belly button clean.
Meanwhile I was doing my best to lay still and not jump around when Glenda inadvertently hit a ticklish spot with her tongue. Then I had to lay still as she turned my belly button into a drinking glass. Believe me; it isn't easy to lie still when all of that is going on. It was even harder when Glenda began licking her way from my belly button down to my dick.
Just as she was about to start licking my dick though,
"David, I'm thirsty. I'm going to get something to drink, do you want anything?" she asked as innocently as she could with that ear to ear grin on her face again.
"Hey, get back here!" I shouted, "I'll give you something to drink"
"That's okay," she replied from the kitchen, "I want something cold to drink, not hot."
I got scared then that she might be getting ice cubes but she came back with a small glass of milk instead. I found out later in the week that she didn't know about that trick but I took an opportunity to teach it to her personally the next weekend. After she took a few sips of milk, she held the straw for me to be able to finish off the glass. With our thirst sated, Glenda turned her attention to my strawberry covered dick.
"Hmmmm, it seems to be sagging some what." Glenda pointed out.
"Well it does happen every now and then but I bet you can get it hard again really easy." I returned.
"You mean like this?" she asked as she lowered her head over my dick.
I didn't have to answer because my dick started coming back to life. Glenda might have been new at giving blow jobs but she always got an orgasm out of me. This time though she seemed more intent on teasing me then making me cum. She started at the tip of my dick and began licking lightly with just the tip of her tongue. Every now and then she would stop, look me in the eyes and smile before continuing her maddening work. It felt like a warm, moist feather duster was grazing my dick.
Before she got half way down my dick I was heaving my hips off the bed as an orgasm shot through me. Glenda lifted her head so she could watch my mini Old Faithful spouting off then she lowered her head and went back to the task of licking the strawberry syrup and also cleaning up what cum hadn't landed on my belly.
After what seemed like an eternity, Glenda finally reached my balls. Instead of using the tip of her tongue as she had been doing with the rest of my dick, she flattened it out and began licking everything clean. When she finally got what syrup she could get off of me she climbed back off the bed and came to stand by my head. She spread her legs slightly and I could see her pussy juices dripping down her leg. Without asking she climbed back onto the bed and straddled my head with her legs. I knew what she wanted so I began licking her juices up and then attacked her clit with my lips and tongue. It didn't take long and I had Glenda cumming all over my face. I drank in all of the juices I could get to and even tied sucking them directly out of her pussy.
When Glenda's orgasm began to hit she grabbed onto the head board and held on for dear life. My position kept me from seeing too much but I could feel the bed shake under us. I could barely hear her moaning with her a leg on either side of my head but I could tell that she was calling my name. What more can a guy ask?
After Glenda calmed down she untied me and we went out to the pool to clean up and relax. By consensus it was decided that no clothes will be worn out in the pool area since we had lots of privacy. The hard part though, was getting used to seeing each other naked without wanting to have sex immediately. We finally got used to the nakedness after a few days but neither of us complained about the sex, after all, that's what we were supposed to be doing anyway. Inside the house Glenda and I usually wore a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
The first Monday morning marked a slight return to normal for Glenda and me. Both of us had to work so we would be apart for part of the day. By luck we both had the same schedule so we left for and returned from work at about the same time. We went to the bedroom to get out of our work clothes and then headed for the pool. While floating side by side in the pool, we talked about our day. After about an hour we decided it was time to go in and make dinner. Instead of one of us sitting in another room while the other cooked, Glenda and I helped each other. It really was amazing. We hadn't spent that long cooking with each other but it seemed like we just clicked. Before to long, Glenda and I had a nice dinner fixed. I had ducked out quickly to set the table and had also taken the time to turn down some lights and then lit some candles.
Dinner that night was a quiet one. Neither one of us wanted to break the spell that settled over us. The stereo was playing soft, romantic music and the candles seemed to dance in Glenda's eyes.
"I love you Glenda." I told her quietly.
And with that Glenda started to cry.
