mittens curl around his neck and shoulders, while her long legs drew up
along his hips, and slithered around his waist. It looked like Flora was
more experienced at this sort of thing than he. It also looked like he
might get some satisfaction after all.
-=*=-
Flora too, was having difficulties, even though she had been in the Well
before, with her hands bound to frustrate any attempt to relieve herself.
The years of restrictive rubber clothes and fetishistic bondage had
accustomed her to this kind of confinement, but she wasn’t yet jaded- she
still couldn’t help becoming aroused. She fumbled at her breasts and
Jason’s crotch with her mittened hands, until an advantage of their
situation struck her.
She maneuvered herself so that she was once again pressed belly-to-belly
against Jason, his firm erection pressing deliciously into her belly-
button. Then she clumsily grasped him around the neck, and drew her legs
up, so that she was more or less in a sitting position at his waist. This
was less easy than it sounds, for while they were both slippery as eels
from the silicone, they were still crushed together by the pressure of the
water behind the rubber surrounding them.
As she locked her legs around him, he finally got the idea, and they
squirmed together a bit, until at last, he slid inside her.
-=*=-
Jason’s first orgasm had been explosive, and judging from the little
after-spasms that gripped his cock, Flora had enjoyed it too. After an
indeterminate period of rest, during which they squirmed against and
around each other to stay comfortable, they made love again. This time
they were more relaxed, with less of the sense of urgency they had felt
the first time. They slithered against each other in a slow, languorous
rhythm, savoring the slippery sensations of each others’ body, and of the
rubber that pressed in around them.
It’s like making love in a mother’s womb, thought Jason.
His second ejaculation seemed to take minutes, as his muscles
relentlessly wrung every remaining drop of semen from his loins. They
relaxed again, their bodies softening into each other until they might
have been one flesh.
-=*=-
Jason started suddenly. He realized he had been dozing! He found
it hard to believe that he could have fallen asleep in their present
situation, but then, he was sooo tired. He felt now what had awakened
him. Flora was sliding past him. At first he thought that he might be
slipping further down into the well, but his feet were already wedged
firmly against the bottom of the rubber bag. It occurred to him that
Flora was being pulled out. After a long wait Jason too, felt the tug
of his body harness, and he slithered his way out of the warm grasp of
the latex womb.
God, thought Jason as his head and shoulders came free, it’s like being
born again!
After a moment, he felt ground beneath him, his feet coming to rest on
a towel. After a little fumbling, the helmet came off his head, and to
his surprise, he found that it was Flora removing it.
“Flora! How,” he started to ask, but Flora had already silenced
him with a ferocious kiss. “Yum,” he finished, grinning.
“That felt wonderful!” Flora exclaimed, “I feel like I could sleep for
a hundred years! Here, let me get those cuffs off you.” She struggled
with the cuffs a moment, both of them still slippery with oil.
“Yeah, it was kind of fun, wasn’t it?” answered Jason, “but um, WHERE
…End of the part79. To be continued..