The further adventures of Frank and Karen or Once upon a train ride. [MF] [Oral] [Anal] [BDSM]

(Part 3) THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF FRANK AND KAREN

Sex, sex, sex.
“Have I got your attention Frank?
That’s what it’s all about.
Everywhere you look, everywhere you go it’s sex that drives the world.
Ever since I began this line of research I have marveled at the variety of sex and sexual expression that people have used to sooth their inner beast.
Did you know there is a tribe in the Amazon that teaches it’s young about sex by giving up close, in your face demonstrations to their children beginning around the age of six?
Another group in China where it’s the parents responsibility to have sex with their teenage children to educate them.”

“I think I have missed out on a lot of living by having been raised in such a restrictive household.
That’s one of the reasons I want to explore my sexuality.
I haven’t done much so far in fact you are probably the first person to benefit from my how shall I say “studies”.
There is so much I want to try I have no idea where to start.” She told me.
“Well I think the first place to begin would be to throw out any ideas you might have had based upon what your family and upbringing has stuffed into your head.

So lets start this way.
What have you done so far?
What would you like to experience ?
Is there anything that you would consider off limits?
What secretes do you hold in your heart that you have never been willing to share with anyone because you would be to embarrassed or ashamed to admit to anyone for fear of being labeled sick or a pervert?
What if I were to say to you that I would stand by your side as you or rather we became partners in exploring our sexuality.?” I asked her.

“Frank let’s start with your last question first.
If I found in you the partner my heart yearns for I would be the happiest I’ve been in as long as I remember.
First, I haven’t done much.
That being said I don’t think I could be honest with myself or my partner if I said I wanted to explore all forms of sex yet at the same time placed limits on what I was willing to do or try.
So the idea of “sick or pervert” has to be looked at on a case by case basis.
What other think is bad or wrong is based for the most part cultural norms.
Well I want to push those norms as far as I am able.

One thing that gets my juices flowing is exhibitionism.
I get a major thrill out of showing off my body.
Even though I have pretty much no boobs to speak of I have flashed my boobs to strangers.
And for the most part everyone has been most happy to look at my itty bitty titties.
And as you remember I gave you a real good look at my panties.
When I did that I had only planned on flashing and teasing you a bit and then moving to another seat.
Why I took it as far as I did I wasn’t certain until today.
I had flashed a number of people in recent week always just a flash and then I would disappear.

The first time I flashed anyone I was walking up the stairs at school and as I ran into a friend halfway up the stairs.
As we stood there talking I noticed a girl below looking up under my skirt.
So as we were talking I was holding my jacket in front of me effectively cutting blocking my friends view.
So as we talked I reached under my skirt and pulled aside my panties for the viewing pleasure of the girl below.
When I did this my observer froze in her tracks and stood there watching as I played with my pussy.
During this my friend had no idea what was happening behind my jacket.
As we said our goodbyes I walked up the stairs and headed into the nearest bathroom and frigged myself to an orgasm.
That began my love of exposing myself.
When we were in the gazebo I was ready to fuck you in front of that couple, just for the thrill of it.
I just didn’t know how you would react.”
“Karen, I was so heated up I would have fucked you then and there even if my mother were sitting right there.” I said.

“I knew you were a fellow pervert when we met on the train.
Maybe I have some kind of sixth sense but I can usually tell when someone is not going to run away or call the cops.

Have you ever done anything like showing off your body?
It’s clear that you take care of yourself and have a very nice body along with a nice cock.
I love the idea that you keep yourself shaved smooth like a teenager.”
When I had your cock in my mouth I loved being able to suck your cock and not floss my teeth.
There is something about the feel of a smooth cock and balls, they feel so velvety and soft yet at the same time there is that steel rod inside that gives a wonderful balance.”

“Well there have been a few times when I had deliberately showed myself.
Sometimes when I was in the showers after school sports I would love to watch the other guys walking around naked.
And often times they would sport erections.
So I never felt to weird when I was in the showers and allowed myself to get hard.
I did notice there were a couple of guys who would pay more attention to me when they saw my hard cock.
In truth I did get off knowing they were looking at my cock.”

Once when I was around fifteen my family and my cousins were up at Lake Geneva on vacation.
One afternoon I was in my hotel room changing into my swimsuit when my cousin Sue barged into the room to hurry me up.
Here I was standing naked in the middle of the room, swimsuit in one hand and one leg in.
looking at Sue as she stood there wide eyed looking at my cock.
Of course as this happened my cock began to grow.
Standing there with my cock having grown to full length and throbbing she stood there for a few moments looking at it.
Reaching down I gave my cock a couple of strokes while her mouth hung open.
In a flash Sue turned her head and headed for the door saying “Oh, I’m so sorry, over and over.

After she shut the door I was so excited that I beat off and shot ropes of cum all over the bed sheets.
I wonder what the housekeeper thought when she changed the sheets after I had left.
Later that afternoon while I was sitting by the pool she walked by me and as she did so she smiled and said “That was very nice, you’ve grown up quit a bit I see.
Nothing was ever said again and I let it drop.
Yet the memory still remains.”

“So Karen I have to ask, what do you want to try.
What ideas have you to further your research.
Also I think you should have a set of limits, places you won’t go and lines that you won’t cross.
For example I personally might draw the line at physical damage to your or another’s body.
I think included in that list should be age.
Also anyone you engage with needs to be of legal age.
I think that these are just common sense rules.” I said.
“Frank I want to try everything I can think of and a lot I have never thought of.
Do you think I should keep a journal or a bucket list?” She said.
“I don’t know I like the idea of a journal.
That way you might even be able to create a thesis out of your adventures.” Was my suggestion.
“Frank that is a brilliant idea.
I never thought of making my own variation of the Kinsey report.
I wonder if the world is ready for this?”

As we wandered around we spotted a “Lovers Lane” store and decided to enter.
Karen was a kid in a candy store.
Truth be told she even looked like a kid or at least a teenager.
Today she was wearing a plaid knee length skirt that looked like a schoolgirl uniform skirt along with a button down white shirt that only reinforced the image.
There wasn’t an object that she didn’t pick up and play with or ask a million questions about.

She spent most of her time in two areas, that of the bondage equipment and the wall that featured dildos and anal plugs.
In the bondage area we looked at a few different styles of restraints and blinders.
However one item caught both our eyes.
This was an “Electro-stim” unit.
This could deliver electric pulses of various types and duration’s and power levels.
You attached sticky electrode pads to various parts of the body and you could stimulate nerves and muscles that would respond to the pulses.
Looking at this Karen’s eyes bugged out and she had a puppy dog look of “I want that please”.
Telling her it was to much money for me I watched her expression fall.

“Let’s look around some more who knows what we will find.” I told her.
Wandering over to the display of dildos and plugs I picked out a couple of different plugs that caught my eye.
One was an inflatable and the other was a kit with four varying size plugs that would allow you to stretch open wider with time.
Karen picked out a dildo and a silicon snake that had to be two feet long.
Dropping these onto the counter I returned to the bondage display while Karen looked through some lingerie.
I knew what I wanted and took an elastic hood that had only one opening and that was for the mouth.
There was one other thing that I took from the wall and spoke to the sales girl about.
Karen had picked out a pair of panties she liked and brought them up to the counter.
Paying for our items we left the shop and continued our stroll around town.
Moments after leaving I told her I had left my credit card at the store.
Telling her to wait I ran back in and grabbed the package the girl held on the side.
After paying for it I shoved it to the bottom of our bag and returned to Karen.

Returning to the park we walked again to the gazebo.
I sat on the picnic table but before Karen could sit I told her to lean over the railing in front of her.
As she did so she looked back towards me wondering what I was up to.
Gently turning her head away I flipped up her skirt, reached into the bag of toys and withdrew one of the plugs.
Placing a drop of lube on its tip I lightly coated it and then placed a drop on her bottom.
Still leaning against the railing I flipped up the back of her skirt and yanked her panties to her knees.
Seconds later I began working the plug into her bottom.

.As it began it’s journey inward Karen released a groan while her bottom began to stretch open.
Twisting the plug only caused her to react with greater sounds emanating from deep within.
Reaching the widest point of the plug she began to plead with me saying it was to big, she couldn’t take anymore.
It was then that she had passed the widest part and as her little ring collapsed around the smaller end of the plug she let out a sigh.
Once seated securely in her bottom I began to press on the base of the plug causing it to expand inside her bottom.

If she was moaning prior to this she was now whimpering with excitement.
Reaching between her legs I ran a fingertip along the length of her slit.
Doing so caused her knees to buckle for a moment.
Once done I pulled up her panties and dropped her skirt.
“OK let’s get going.” I said.
“Frank I can’t walk around like this, it feel so awkward.
With every move I can feel the plug in my bottom.
It isn’t painful but I am constantly aware of it being there and I feel like I’m walking funny.”

“Well just try it for a bit.
If it becomes to uncomfortable we can always remove it.
Besides you wanted to explore, so let’s explore.” I said.
Turning to face me she stood on her tip toes and raised her lips to mine.
The kiss that followed ran a shiver up and down my spine.
Our tongues dancing between our lips felt wonderful.
The immediate response to this was my cock stirring within the confines of my jeans.
As she shifted her hand reached down and began to rub my cock.
This only caused our kisses to renew in their intensity.
Reaching behind her I grabbed both cheeks of her bottom and began to squeeze and manipulate them.
While every once in awhile teasing her by pulling on the plug in her bottom.
Then deflating the plug only to re inflate it a second later.
In doing so her breathing became erratic and she melted against me.

Continuing our walk we spotted a group of teens skate boarding around the parks
skateboard area.
We stood by the railing around thirty feet away watching the guys do all their tricks and having a grand time.
How dedicated they must be to skate in the chilly air of November.
Three of them sat on the sidelines watching and waiting their turn to showoff to their friends.
When they spotted us the boys on the bench waved hello.
Returning the wave we continued to watch the action.

One of them had his eyes on Karen the whole time we stood there.
In an attempt to make his day a bit brighter, the next time he looked over our way I reached under Karen’s skirt in such a way that he couldn’t miss what I was doing.
As he watched I pulled down her panties and had her lift first one leg and then the other as I took them off and stuffed them into my pocket.
Placing her right leg on the railing her pussy was now exposed to the young mans gaze.
After a few minutes of him looking wide eyed and mouth open he began to jab the guy next to him with his elbow and telling him to look over where we were standing.

When we had their attention I reached between her legs and started to tease her clit while the guys watched.
At first Karen was reluctant to play in public, this changed the moment my fingers ran the length of her slit.
With her eyes fixed on the guys ahead of her she began to shake with an impending orgasm.
As soon as I detected this I took my fingers away.
In an instant the look of joy disappeared from her face to be replaced with one of disappointment.

Taking her by the hand we began to walk in the direction of the guys sitting on the bench.
“What are you doing?” Karen asked me.
“Trust me.” I told her.
Passing the guys we made our way to the edge of the woods and beckoned the guys to follow.
In just seconds we had all six guys in tow.
Stopping a few yards into the woods we turned and faced them.
Leaning towards Karen I whispered into her ear.
She must have liked what I said because a grin split her face from side to side.
The boys were standing about ten or fifteen feet in front of us when Karen spoke up and said,
“Guys, take your cocks out, I want to see them!
Here are the rules, you can look but you can’t touch.” She informed them.
When they stood still not moving Karen looked at me and nodded.

That was my signal.
I raised the front of her skirt and tucked it under her belt exposing her pussy to the boys.
I seconds the boys had their pants open and down.
As Karen frigged herself in front of them they began to beat off.
A couple of them had rather impressive cocks both in size and girth.
One of them began to move forward.
With a warning look from me he changed his mind and returned to his friends.
The sight of six boys jerking off not ten or so feet in front of us was making her crazy with lust.
To tell the truth it was having an effect on me.

“Frank, I’m so hot, this is making me so horned up!
I almost there, yes I’m cumming Frank, I’m cumming!”
As Karen’s climax began the boys had reached theirs.
Almost in unison the boys began to launch rivers of cum into the air.
Watching this set Karen into the spiral of her orgasm.
As she stood there recovering the boys were doing the same.
One by one they gathered up their senses and began to pull up their pants and zip up.
Speaking up I said,
“Thanks boys, the shows over.
Now if you don’t mind we need to be going,” I told them.
You could tell they were disappointed but realized they were given a gift and it’s best not to look a gift horse in the pussy.
So as a group they turned and began to head back to the skateboard park.
With a final look back, as a one they all said thank you and left.
Hanging onto my shoulder while she recovered from her orgasm she kissed me and said.
“You sir are an evil wicked man, I think I love you!”

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