Into the Woods for Helen and David

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It had been over a week since Helen had lost her virginity to David over his desk and she had had nothing else on her mind every night when she went to bed. Inevitably her fingers would be drawn to that most sensitive spot between her legs and she ached to feel him inside her again; each time she came she felt she still wasn't satisfied. It wasn't that her orgasms weren't good; on the contrary -- but they just weren't as good as what she had felt last week.
David had remained fairly cool and distant, only smiling whenever they passed each other in the corridors but never stopping to chat or ask how she was, although with so many eyes and ears this was probably a good and certainly safe thing, she reflected.
Spring had certainly sprung and the weather was warming up, which seemed to put a smile on everyone's face and certainly it did for Helen as she walked towards the canteen at lunchtime, mainly because David was walking in the opposite direction and directly towards her, his eyes connecting with hers and giving her that same glow she had felt when they first started chatting. She hoped he'd stop and say hello, ask how she was, did she want to talk....
"Oh sorry, Miss Helen!" David had literally seemed to trip over nothing and bumped into her almost knocking them both over. "You OK?"
"Yes Sir, of course!" Helen smiled back at him. That physical contact, so brief yet so pleasant made her want to throw her arms around his neck and kiss him deeply.... Yet she knew she couldn't. She was about to say something else, when David literally just carried on walking. He didn't even look back!
Helen had never felt as gutted in her life. David had blanked her. He had literally just ignored her! She could feel the tears welling up and quickened her pace towards the toilets, not wanting to be seen crying. She reached into her open bag, hunting for a tissue, when she noticed a sealed white envelope. She pulled it out.
It hadn't been there before and she certainly hadn't written a letter to send to anyone. She turned it over and saw a simple capital letter H on the front of it. This wasn't something to read walking down a corridor so she pendik escort slipped it back into her bag and decided to keep it for later...
it wasn't until she got home that she dared to open it...
"Dear Miss Helen
Last time was wonderful. Next time will be better. It's going to be even sunnier on Saturday... Meet me in the park just round the corner from your house. Go to the far end -- there are some trees and a small wooded area and I'll meet you there at 3 pm, that way no-one will question you going out for a walk. Wear a summery dress; the colour is not important but it must be no longer than knee length.
David"
Christ! He must have slipped it into her bag when they collided in the corridor -- that's why he didn't speak to her....
The next two days passed achingly slowly for Helen -- she wondered if they did for David too? She agonised over what to wear and finally decided on summery dress she had last worn at the seaside a year ago (the Manchester weather had guaranteed it had been confined to the wardrobe for the last few months). As predicted by David, Saturday did indeed dawn fine and sunny. Helen took care with her make up, adding some shockingly bright red lipstick which she hoped would soon be removed by David's lips.
She was a little early and took her time walking to the park, enjoying the feel on the warm breeze on her bare legs as she wandered along the footpath. At the entrance she noticed his car parked up -- empty. That could only mean he was already there; Helen knew he wouldn't appreciate being kept waiting so she hurried her pace towards the small wooded area at the far end.
She checked her watch as she neared the trees. 3.10pm exactly. Helen made her way between the trees, her eyes searching for David but to no avail. Where was he? Surely he wouldn't have stood her up... Had he left already?
Disappointment almost overwhelmed her when suddenly she felt a pair of arms around her from behind and a voice in her ear. "Don't move." David's voice. She could feel her knees weakening as he forcibly made her walk forwards, deeper into the trees, his breath hot on her neck with each step.
Eventually she came to rest against a tree. "You're late," David whispered. She was, but surely only by 10 minutes!! She felt his mouth close escort pendik to her ear...
"You'll learn to do as you're told, Miss Helen. 3 o'clock does not mean ten minutes past...Bend forwards." Helen did as she was told and gasped as she felt her dress being lifted up over her waist. What was he doing? What if someone saw her like this with her bare backside on view? OK, she was wearing her favourite lacy knickers that she hoped David liked, but they left little to the imagination.
CRACK. A sound like a pistol shot shattered the silence and was almost immediately followed by a stinging, hot sensation. She froze, unable to even shriek her outrage. CRACK. A second one. David spanked her again, yet this time she also noticed a warm, sensual feeling... the heat from the contact his hand had made with her bum cheeks seemed to penetrate her very core... Again -- CRACK... God this was insane -- her she was getting spanked outside in the park, and more to the point it was making her wet for fuck's sake!
Helen was panting now and moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure; the two often having blurred lines. She felt her knickers being pulled down around her ankles and something softer making contact with her reddened backside. David kissed her, whispering as he did that he was sorry to have to punish her, but rules were rules....
She felt his kisses over both cheeks and felt herself getting wetter with each contact... then his tongue went lower...
Helen felt David's tongue slide between her bum cheeks... lower... his hands holding them slightly apart and with her legs being spread about a yard wide meant it wasn't a difficult task. "What are you doing?" she asked.. "Not.. no wait you can't lick me there... not there?"
But he did. She felt David's tongue rimming her tight bum... every nerve ending making itself heard loud and clear in her head as he licked her.. not just a couple of times, but probing.. his tongue finding its way into her. Inside her... Helen could feel his wet tongue actually slowly fucking her arse. And the sensation was incredible! His fingers came underneath and slid into her pussy. Christ she was soaking. Helen could feel his fingers opening her wide ... deep inside her and almost at her G-spot, had she only known that's what it was... but oh my fucking pendik escort bayan Christ did this feel good. Then it was her clit's turn for some attention and she felt his thumb slowly rubbing small circles around it...
Helen's vision blurred and she knew she was close...too close. Oh God, no in fact she wasn't close -- she was there... she was cumming... pressing her arse against David's tongue as he fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit to the best orgasm she had had in what seemed like forever....
Just when she thought she was going to black out, she felt David's fingers slide out of her and her bum relieved of his tongue. Was this it? Was he just going to leave her? Helen needn't have worried as she felt his fingers replaced by something stronger... thicker. David's cock was sliding deep into her pussy, his hands keeping her bent over against the tree.
Her mind went back to their last (and coincidentally their first) time, remembering how good he had felt but this was different again.. deeper and he felt harder too.
"I was so turned on spanking you Miss Helen. And now you're going to feel my cock in you. Is that what you want?"
Helen just moaned... "God yes, yes... just fuck me. Fuck me hard. Do whatever you want!"
And that's exactly what David did. Thrust after thrust she felt his cock slamming into her, his hands both holding her down and also cupping her tits, teasing her sensitive nipples as he did so. CRACK! Another spank as he pushed every inch seemingly ever deeper into her ... she felt her own wetness now dripping down between her thighs. Helen didn't even realise it was possible to get this wet! But she was about to find even more liquid...
She felt his cock contract as David came, moaning her name as he did. She felt every squirt of his cum deep into her; David not stopping his thrusts even as he was cumming, his thick spunk now running out of her and down her sensitive inner thighs.
Eventually he was done. He pulled out of her and quickly pulled her knickers back up... knickers she could feel were already flooding with a mixture of her own wetness and David's cum. He turned her around, gentle now, and leaned forwards, giving her the kiss she had craved for days, her red lipstick smearing over his mouth, but neither seemed to care.
"Go home, Miss Helen. I'll see you soon. And by the way, I also have more plans for that tight little bum of yours..."
With that, she walked away, her legs shaky but her mouth smiling and her heart singing. The only dark thought at the back of her mind was this: "What exactly do you have planned for me next, David... surely not... that?"
Time would tell...