Liz and Jim

Liz and Jim

“Well, this certainly is an unusual welcome. “

Jim froze. Liz wasn’t due to be back for another 2 weeks. But now she was standing in the doorway right behind him with a big smirk on her beautiful face and a camera in her hand. The self-perceived color of Jim’s face changed from its slightly flushed red of sexual arousal to all the whiter shades of pale and finally dark crimson within seconds because of the unexpected predicament he found himself in.

“What a nice view. I would never have thought to finish my series of holiday videos with such a scene. This will certainly help to spark some interest among my tutors in the director’s school!” Liz gleefully said. “You may continue, dear Jimmy! Or do you want to spoil the scene?” Liz maliciously asked with her voluptuous red lips forming a frown.

The “scene”, as Liz called it, that he was giving, was nothing that Jim was keen on imagining but he knew what it looked like: he was completely naked, kneeling on the floor, bend forward over the little footstool beside the fireplace, with his right hand busily masturbating his boner, his butt facing the door and the middle finger of his left hand fingering his ass. A tomato qualified as light rosé in comparison to his burning cheeks. His mouth was dry as the Gobi desert and his mind occupied with the insurmountable feeling of utter humiliation. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t speak as sheer shock hit him when he realized what he had been looking at when Liz had startled him, catching him in flagranti.

“So, what have you been up to lately? Wanking to some pictures that you shouldn’t know of in the first place?” Liz asked innocently.

“Goodness gracious”, Jim thought, “how on earth could this happen?” In front of him on the floor were nude pictures of Liz taken by one lucky photographer who obviously must have had the pleasure of seeing Liz in the nude. She was a real beauty. That he had known the instant he first met her. A gorgeous face with sparkling eyes of a full earthy green, pointed, slightly oversized nose and chin, smiling curvy lips, playful dimples on her cheeks and a fascinating flow of black hair framing her delicate features. Liz didn’t usually wear tight clothes but all her laissez-faire clothing couldn’t hide her beautifully shaped figure with an exquisite bosom, a slim waist and a well-rounded ass that attracted every man’s and many women’s’ looks. Jim was awestruck with her beauty that was only exceeded by her obvious wit and a cool, superbly dry sense of humor.

Seeing her in the nude must have been an exquisite experience for whoever the photographer was. Her fair skin had a breathtaking complexion of silk, her proud breasts were pointed with dark nipples centered in the beauty of small aureoles, her smooth belly telling stories of good food as well as the joy of physical exercise, her beautiful behind was able to stir every fantasy of lonely nights. Her entire self offered so much self-confident harmony and anticipation of sexual joy that Jim had found it impossible to resist the temptation: he had stumbled over the pictures when tidying up the basement and a box had dropped to the floor. He just had to use them to add to the vivid erotic dreams that he harbored. And now he had been caught by the real Liz, bringing himself off to nude pictures of her with a finger in his ass - a very embarrassed Jim realized.

Liz enjoyed the situation tremendously. After a 3 month trip to Australia she had been looking forward to coming home. A bit earlier than planned but that became necessary because she had run out of money. Secretly she had also been looking forward to meeting Jim again, her subtenant to see where their relationship would lead to. She had quite willingly given him lodging shortly before she set sails to down under. He had shyly approached her having read her ad on the university blackboard. None of the previous applicants had given her the feeling that she was comfortable to have them as a subtenant. But Jim was different: handsome but not pavonine, a winning smile, a nicely toned body with which he obviously was very much at ease given the nonchalant way he moved. Jim was good listener but also a guy that could tell interesting stories, and seemingly unaware of the attractiveness that emanated from him. He obviously enjoyed her company and she enjoyed his. He moved in the day before she left and she left before they had the chance to get to know each other intimately.

When Liz entered the stairs that led to her condo she switched on the camera to record her heroic home-coming after the last 3 adventurous months. She had unlocked the door, heard some quiet music playing and immediately saw through the open living-room door what was going on next to the fireplace. Her first impulse was to start screaming at Jim who gave a lewd display of his naked ass pointing right towards her. He teased his ass with one of his fingers while masturbating. But then she reconsidered and silently closed the condo door. He really had a nice ass and he was well-hung. She was surprised to realize that she enjoyed seeing him bent over and that this caused a warm tingling to spread between her legs.

However, she almost fainted when she realized what he used as visual stimulation for his self-pleasuring: the nude photos an ex-boyfriend had taken of her. “Jim, you dirty pig”, she thought. She realized she had kept the camera running too surprised by this unexpected situation. Without knowing what to do she continued to stare, fascinated that she could feel her nipples to harden and her pussy lips to swell from sexual arousal that slowly started to flood her despite the conflicting feelings she had because of this bizarre situation. She came to the conclusion that she wanted to enjoy whatever was going to happen next. She felt the urge to exploit the situation and to just let herself go.

“Jimmy, Jimmy, you really are one naughty boy. Wanking while looking at pictures of your lady landlord. Welcoming me not with a courteous smile but with your hairy, naked ass pointing at me. Even sticking a finger up your bum with the door open and virtually inviting me to film it. I suppose, you are in for some real trouble.” Liz grinned from ear to ear and felt the flow of hot blood to her pussy.

By this time Jim had recovered from the initial shock and was weighing his options. His adrenaline kicked in, let him jump up and made his boner shrivel as if he was doing a skinny-dip at 4°C water temperature. “How the fuck do I get out of this” he thought while looking around for his clothes. Liz immediately realized what Jim was looking for. In this living-room there was nothing to cover his nudity.

“Well Jim, were we running around naked in the house before wanking? Not enough brains to remember where you were dressed last? Or is it just that you are such a very naughty boy who always jumps about in the nude to have his little Jimmy handy at all times?”

Jim knew very well: all of his clothes were in a bathroom, but unfortunately not his. He had undressed in the more luxurious bathroom adjacent to Liz’s bedroom not in the one that belonged to his part of the condo. Jim put his hand into his crotch to cover his genitals and slowly started to move towards the door - but Liz, still standing in the door had absolutely no intention to step aside. “Please, Liz, I can explain. Let me get my clothes. This is quite different from what it looks like.”
“What exactly is different from what it looks like?” Liz asked with an innocent smile and the softest of voices she could muster. “You masturbating? Presenting your nude ass to me? Wanking while looking at erotic pictures of me? Sticking a finger up your ass?” This was fun! Liz was surprised with herself to find the situation stimulating, to notice that this was exquisitely arousing for her.

“No, I mean, the whole situation. You must have a completely wrong impression of me. “
“Maybe I got the only correct impression of you: you are a dirty minded, sex-crazed, naughty little boy. I guess I will find your sperm all across the entire flat. I think we have to clarify a few aspects here and now, don’t you agree? You wanted to explain - and I want to know. So unless you prefer this video to enter our university class discussions unedited I suggest we talk right now.”

“Liz, this is crazy, this is blackmail! Let me go fetch my clothes. Then we can talk”, Jim pleaded.
“Don’t you think I deserve to have it my way with this welcome you put up for me? And anyway: were you going to get your clothes with these very private pictures of me still scattered on the floor? I think they deserve a little more respect! No, I think, I prefer to talk right now. Should be sufficient if one of us wears clothes.” Liz said matter-of-factly. “And don’t pretend to be so prudish all of a sudden. Come on, let me see some more of you.”

“But I am pretty prudish”, Jim thought. “There isn’t much that you can’t see anyway” he was able to say with a trace of humorous fatalism.
“Well, then let’s see what “that not much” is there behind your hands. I have it on tape anyway but I would like to inspect it from a little closer.”

Liz looked at Jim with her big enchanting eyes. She let her gaze wonder from his eyes that were locked to hers down over his exposed body until they rested on the tightly clasped hands over his genitals. With a lick over her lips she offered him a smile and very lightly indicated with her right hand that she expected him to offer her a free view to his private parts. To his utter astonishment Jim felt himself give in and dropped the hands to his sides. Heat and humidity seemed to increase as Liz slowly opened the curtains to let the evening sunshine fall onto Jim’s nude body.

“This is great light”, Liz thought to herself, for a second the professional behind the cameras. Jim saw Liz’s gaze wonder across his body but he was unable to move. To his horror he realized that his dick began to grow under Liz’s scrutinizing stare. It was just too much. The girl he had fantasized about ever since he first met her was looking at him with much more than just his pants down. He felt as if all protective walls around his most intimate self had vanished like haze in bright daylight. Time dilated and Jim felt the burning stare of Liz’s eyes on his growing erection. The bizarre situation made his thoughts swirl like crazy. Liz had not called the police or thrown him out - as yet. No, Jim - preoccupied with his growing embarrassment - still subconsciously noticed that Liz was obviously enjoying herself. And her promise of some serious trouble had so far caused nothing more than an excitingly unusual conversation and an increasing boner. In essence the situation was absolutely extraordinary, wild and highly erotic.

Liz intuitively knew that she was walking a thin line. “I don’t even know this guy”, Liz reasoned although she had the feeling that they had already connected on some primeval emotional level before her trip to Australia. “And what am I doing here?” she asked herself. Being in a situation like this was completely uncharted territory for her.

“Goodness me, what sort of sex-monster am I to enjoy myself so magnificently” Liz mused. A small giggle escaped her beautiful lips “I just hope that my pants don’t get a wet spot”, she thought, “but this is making me really horny”. Liz felt her heart pound violently and her swollen sex leaking with her love juices. She didn’t know if she was able to control the situation but her instincts told her that everything was just right. As if to confirm her intuition Liz saw Jim’s dick reaching the horizontal. Jim could have freaked out, could have left, could easily have overpowered her. But no, he was still standing in front of her: beet-red head and a beautiful boner. Liz had no idea how this was going to develop but she knew she wanted to explore whatever was in store for herself and Jim. “I have never felt so alive” Liz realized.

“You like to point at me, it seems.”
Jim was mortified and excited. His erection increased by another few degrees .

“And now your little Jimmy is pointing at my lips” Liz said with fake disapproval. “What is this supposed to mean? Do you expect me to suck you off because you didn’t come earlier?”
“No, no!” Jim was quick to interject. “It’s just that I cannot seem to control it.”

Liz knew that now very soon a decisive moment would come. “So you usually can control yourself?”
“Oh yes, I can, Liz, really, always! I just didn’t know I had to because I hadn’t expected you back”

“You will have to prove that to me.” Liz was thinking for just a few seconds.

“I have a little test in mind. If you pass, we will just forget what has happened over the last 15 minutes. If you fail you will undergo my training-program for you to improve your self-control. Do you agree?”

All of a sudden Liz somehow looked like a hungry cat, Jim thought and he himself felt like a mouse on psychedelic drugs awaiting his blissful end.

“I don’t know” he stammered. “What would that test be? And why can’t we discuss this once I am clothed?”
“We discuss this under my terms” Liz said sternly hardly believing herself for the show that she was putting on. “It’s time to increase the pressure a little bit[/i]” she thought. “This is my condo. You obviously engage in naughty sexual practices and I find it hard to believe you can control yourself if we are to live under the same roof. If you really can control yourself, the exact details of the test shouldn’t matter. Last time: agreed?”

“The cat is ready to jump” Jim knew and some perverted little part of his brain that somehow had gained control over his dick and the rest of him enjoyed the prospect of being eaten alive by this stunningly beautiful lady-predator.
“Ok, Liz. It’s a deal.” he heard himself saying.

Liz couldn’t help it. Her perfect teeth shone between her luscious lips that formed the biggest smile of her life.
“Ok Jim. I take your word for it. The aim of the test is that we want to see if you can really control yourself. And that your little Jimmy-dick doesn’t control the rest of you. We will see that your penis is nice and flaccid to start off with the test. If it remains flaccid throughout the test you pass. If it gets hard again this will obviously speak against your ability to control yourself. I may come up with other parameters to check your self-control as we go.

Here are the rules for your test that will commence immediately.
1. I will ask you some questions and you will answer truthfully, without hesitation and in detail.
2. You will be naked throughout the test.
3. You will assume the positions that I give you orders for.
4. You will not ask any questions yourself.
5. You will comply with any other orders that I may give you during the test.

As a condition to pass the test you:
- will promise to refrain from touching your penis for masturbatory purposes more than once weekly as long as you live in this condo
- will promise not to look at nude pictures or videos or read erotic stories without my prior approval of the material
- will promise to participate in our roof-deck gardening activities as I deem necessary
- will promise to comply with doing chores in ways that I deem suitable
- will promise to try to come up with a nice surprise for me such as a present or a treat that you give me at least once every other week. “

Liz was very satisfied with herself. She hadn’t expected to be so creative and inventive under these conditions. But when she saw that Jim was eagerly nodding she knew that her unknown talents as an actress had convinced him she really meant it. “Then again,[/i]” Liz thought smilingly, “Jim doesn’t really seem to mind considering the nice boner he sports.[/i]”
“Ok, then look into my eyes and make your embarrassing member go limb within one minute so that we can start.”

“This isn’t going to work”, Jim knew. As much as he concentrated losing himself in the depths of her bright eyes, his erection just wouldn’t go down. He saw that she knew that he was a helpless piece of wax in her hands. This exquisite thought didn’t help either. He felt a drop of precum form on the tip of his penis that slowly started to fall off. Liz caught it on her index finger and disapprovingly held it in front of his face.

“What’s this, Jim? Is this the result of self-control? You are oozing precum probably dreaming of fucking my tight little pussy, you naughty sex-maniac. The minute has passed and I do not see the slightest sign of self-control here. But I am going to help you to at least get going with the test.”

His penis looked wonderful and under other circumstances she would not have hesitated a second to take it down her throat and then up her pussy. She felt so hot. Her nipples were poking quite visibly through her t-shirt, she was sure, and she felt her own juices lubricating her panties really badly. She looked at his balls. They had a nice shape, a good volume and really invited her for a thorough exploration.

“Do you think you can manage yourself or do you need my help to get this boner out of the way?” Liz asked.

Jim couldn’t quite understand how Liz thought it would be possible for her to help him lose his erection since she damn well knew that she was the very cause of it. But he felt obliged to say “Yes, please. I am sorry.”

“Don’t move, Jim.” Liz stepped forward until her t-shirt almost touched the tip of his still fully-erect penis. She reached forward with her hand and slightly touched his testicles, weighed them in her hand and gripped them lightly with her hand.

“Well, this doesn’t help, Liz”, Jim said with a daring smirk. But in the next second Liz tightened her grip around his best parts and yanked him downwards.

“Ahh” Jim cried out in pain and surprise. “What do you think you are doing?”
“No questions from you, that’s what we agreed! But to answer it: I really have you by your balls!” Liz replied with an impish smile. “And now let’s see if we can’t get this penis under control.” With that she started to dig her fingernails into his scrotum and gave his penis a sharp slap with her other hand.

To be continued...

This is my very first try to write a fictional story. I can tell you I am VERY nervous to post it and to see if anyone will post any reply.
English obviously is not my native language, so please, if you take the time to read this, honestly tell me if it is intelligible or if I should rather try to write something in German (or if should give up at all before wasting any more of your and my time :-)

I admit, there is some vanity in here as well, so if you like the story I don’t mind if you tell me!