The Library
- Part 2
She greedily grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, and he squeezed them slightly, rolling his hands over them, and then focusing his fingers on her hardening nipples. He let his thumbs move over her nipples, sending shocks of pleasure through her body with each touch. When he began to roll her nipples between his fingers, she spun around and kissed him hard on the lips, while struggling to pull his sweater off. As his sweater came off, revealing his bare chest, they both seemed to realize the intensity of the moment, and the fact that they had neither the time nor the desire to be deliberate in their actions.
He pulled her shirt off and she unhooked her bra, revealing her bountiful breasts for him to devour, which is exactly what he did. He kissed his way down her neck and circled her breasts with his warm lips. She grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into her heaving breasts. He took one breast in his hand and ran his tongue back and forth across her nipples, before plunging it into his mouth and letting his tongue roll around the nipple inside his mouth. Then her took her nipple between his lips and tugged gently, before moving to the other breast. Cora was in ecstasy, and she heard herself moan with pleasure as he went back and forth between her breasts, and her grip on his hair tightened as he began to gently bite her nipples before taking them in his mouth again.
Her hands lowered to his back and his kisses moved lower, down the length of her stomach. Soon he was on his knees in front of her, and Cora could feel herself getting wet with anticipation. It had been so long since she had experienced oral sex, she was weak with expectation. He covered her stomach with kisses as his hands reached around to massage her ass, and with each kiss he came closer to the waistline of her skirt, and what lay beneath. As she was about to reach around and unzip her skirt, he gathered it from the bottom, and disappeared under its length! It was quite a sight for Cora to look down and see the outline of this stranger under her skirt. He kissed his way up one leg and then down the other, then back up again, pausing to gently kiss and lick her inner thighs. His hands moved from her ass, around her hips to her thighs, slowly inching upward until they brushed over her pussy, still hidden by her panties. He slowly rubbed her pussy as he kissed her thighs, and Cora felt her legs go weak with pleasure. She had to sit down, or at least lean against the table. She shuffled back against the table, and he pulled her panties down. As she stepped out of them, he began to run his fingers along the length of her pussy. She spread her legs for him, and grabbed his head. He needed no further prodding however, and when his lips found her pussy, already moist with pleasure, she gasped and then moaned loudly, pushing his head, through her skirt, deeper between her legs.
:God, that feels good,” she sighed, as she felt his tongue run up and down her pussy, coming to rest at last on her clit. He gently spread her lips with one hand, and flicked his tongue against her exposed clit, then covered it gently with his lips, before rolling his tongue around it. Just as the pleasure was becoming too much for her, he pulled his tongue away, and kissing her inner thighs again, he slowly slid a finger inside her, curling his fingers to touch her g-spot. My god, Cora thought, as sent spasms of pleasure through her body, this guy knows what he’s doing. If he licks my clit again, I am going to come soon! And she couldn’t believe what escaped her lips next.
“Oh, eat me,” she purred, smiling to herself at this particular demand.
As if reading her mind, his tongue returned to her clit, as his finger began to glide in and out of her, slowly but firmly. He took her clit between his lips and tugged, just as he had done with her nipple, and this almost sent Cora over the edge.
“Oh, yes, please keep doing that,” she moaned.
With her clit still between his lips, he licked all around it very gently with his tongue, even lowering to tease her asshole. This was new to Cora, and she loved it. The pressure on her clit, his fingers inside her, the excitement, it all sent her hurtling toward orgasm.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped.
It seemed to build forever, and he could sense it, as his actions intensified, and then it came. Her whole body tensed, and her thighs automatically squeezed together, trapping his head between her legs. Then her body shook with an orgasm so intense, Cora wondered if she had really ever come before. She had to bite her lips to keep from screaming as literal waves of pleasure flooded her body and she grabbed his head and held it still between her legs, capturing this perfect orgasm. Then she became an animal.
She pulled him out from under her skirt, and he stood in front of her, reaching forward to kiss her. She stopped him in his tracks, whirled him around, sat him on the edge of the table and ripped at the buttons of his cords. In a frenzy, she pulled them off, and there he was before her in all his nakedness, his cock looking somewhat silly poking straight out from his body. She had never really liked giving head before, seeing it as more of a chore than an act of love, but not today. She had never wanted anything more, well that’s not true, but she wanted it, to feel it, to taste it.
She grabbed his shaft and stroked it roughly, watching his head roll back with pleasure. The she leaned down and licked the entire length of his cock. Up and down she licked, turning herself on with her wanton sexuality and the slightly salty, manly taste of his cock. She took it in her mouth and slowly began to move her head up and down, feeling it getting harder in her mouth. He was silent, but she knew he was enjoying what she was doing. She glanced up and saw his eyes closed and his heavy breathing. This turned her on even more and she moved faster, up and down on his cock, then slowing down to tease it with little licks and kisses before taking it her mouth again, tasting the little bits of pre-cum that appeared at its tip. Her hands played gently with his balls, and this made him groan, which she thought was cute. She really was enjoying this cock in her mouth, the fact that she was enjoying it made it even more exciting.
He was beginning to moan now, and she was afraid he was going to come, so she slowed down. That was all it took for him to play the heavy. He pulled her to her feet, and spun HER around, so that she was perched on the edge of the table, her legs spread, her skirt gathered about her waist.
He placed his cock at the entrance to her aching love hole, but instead of entering her, he rubbed his cock along the length of her pussy and clit, stimulating her even more. But teasing time was over, she thought, so she grabbed his cock and plunged it deep inside her, feeling it fill her pussy. It felt so good to have a cock inside her after so long, and she loved how he held it deep inside her, before beginning his slow, gentle thrusts. Each time he pulled back, he hesitated slightly before filling her again, and that drove her wild. But slow and gentle only goes so far, she thought to herself, as she grabbed firmly onto his ass and began to drive him harder and faster inside of her. He grabbed the back of her knees and pushed her legs back, as he began to fuck her harder now, their thighs slapping together with each hard stroke of his hips and cock. His hands ravished her breasts as he worked his member in and out of her with hard deep strokes, holding himself deep inside of her before thrusting again, having to hold her hips firmly to keep her body from sliding back along the table. He was moaning quite loudly now, sort of the emotionless kind of moaning men do when they are having sex, as if afraid to make any other kind of noise.
Then without warning he pulled his cock out and told her to turn around. Cora felt herself happy to oblige. There was something erotically primordial about being fucked from behind, with almost no control over your actions. She stood, bent over the table, waiting to feel his cock inside her again. He thrust back in with one hard plunge, gripping her ass cheeks and hips as he began to fuck her, his pelvis slapping against her ass. When she thought he couldn’t go faster, he did. When she began to moan loudly, he went harder and faster. They were animals now, acting on pure desire and passion. The act itself was everything, the excitement of the situation, the pleasure in their bodies swept them away so that they became strangers to themselves, but no longer to each other…to be contd
The Library
- Epilogue
Finally, he slowed his assault, and began to fuck her with nice, long, even thrusts, his hands gently massaging her ass, and then working up her back and along her shoulders to her face. He traced her lips with one finger, and she greedily took it into her mouth, and he began to speed up his thrusts again, then slowing down, he told her he was going to come soon, and he didn’t know how he should do it. She was on the pill, so inside her would be fine, she thought, but that’s all she had ever felt. The situation seemed to call for more, something different. She wanted to feel his come, not inside her, but on her, she wanted to feel it on her skin. She recalled a pornographic film she had seen at a high school party, where the man had released his load onto the gigantic (but obviously fake) breasts of the woman in the film. Yes, that was it.
“I want you to come on my tits,” she said, with a mischievous air.
His reply to this was to pull his cock out of her pussy, spin her around so that she lay flat on the table, and then he straddled her body. Holding his cock in one hand, he pointed it at her bountiful breasts, and began to jerk his cock. She looked directly at his face, which began to contort with pleasure, as he moaned loudly and quickened his strokes. With one final gasp, warm cum sprang from his cock and landed softly on her chest. She was surprised at how warm it was, and glancing from contorting face to the cum shooting from his cock, Cora felt wonderfully naughty. She reached down and touched the cum splattered on her breasts, and spread it lightly over her, feeling its stickiness. His cock was finally empty, and he collapsed on her, his chest heaving.
After they had cleaned up and put their clothes back on, still not a word was said. It was the most comfortable silence Cora had ever heard, and to ensure no awkwardness would step in and ruin the feeling, she picked up her bag, ruffled the hair of the young man who stood before her, walked out the door and headed straight for the stairs, not daring to look back, not even wanting to.
The Affair
- Part 1
It started out innocent enough. A friendly weekend getaway in Vermont had introduced her to a new friend and eventually a new lover. A friendly smile, a casual knowing glance in her way, a few subtle passes had all started her on her way to where she is now.
It had all started when some friends had invited them to a friend’s house in Vermont for the weekend. It had been an eternity since they had all had a family weekend and seemed like forever since they had seen each other without one of them rushing out the door to work, or for an evening out “with the guys”. They jumped at the chance to spend some quality family time together. They would be driving up, so that would add to their time together. They had heard about Clark and had seen pictures of him, but neither had ever actually met him. They felt as if they had known him, though, because of his name coming up so often in conversations with their friends, Sharon and Dean.
Clark had recently bought an old country house and was in the process of refurbishing it. A large 2 story house with a basement in the country just at the height of fall when the leaves were on fire with color. It was a quiet quaint town away from the hustle and bustle of city life that they had been used to. It was to be the perfect weekend for them.
They arrived there late Friday night; everyone had already gone to sleep. The next morning when they awoke they found that their host, Clark, had gone to the store to get some groceries for breakfast. She had heard in a low, deep voice, say there was coffee on if anyone wanted any, on his way out the door. Being an unfamiliar voice, she knew this had to be his. She finally had a voice to go with the face she had seen in pictures so many times before. She decided that she would head for the shower before anyone else had a chance to use up the hot water before her.
After her shower she began straightening up their bedclothes from the previous night and making sure their kids were dressed before going out to play in the fall leaves. She hadn’t even noticed that Clark had returned from the store. As she passed through the kitchen on her way out to holler at the kids, she didn’t notice him standing in the doorway watching her. Then suddenly he appears in front of her, his hand is out stretched, presented to her. “You must be Teri,” he says. She takes his hand, shakes it and returns the greeting. She does not notice at the time his large stature or his large sapphire blue eyes. She is after all still in love with her husband of 17 years, college sweethearts she thought would be together always; soul mates as she liked to think of their relationship.
The day progressed like any lazy family weekend. The guys turned on the TV to watch football and the kids ventured outdoors to soak in the crisp autumn air. Her friend Sharon had decided to take a nap, knowing they would be up late. Teri decided to join their kids outside who had started a small game of football. She did not notice the pair of eyes that followed her from the picture window in the family room. He watched her every move. When she laughed with the children, he smiled. When she blushed in embarrassment to a wrongfully thrown ball, he noticed the heat that arose in her cheeks. He noticed her round buttocks when she bent over to play center, and he noticed her breasts as she pulled her arm back to pass the football. She wasn’t his, but he began to think of how he was going to get her. He had to have her.
Dinner was uneventful as far as they were concerned. They ordered pizza and ate in the basement, which had been turned into a playroom. There was the usual amount of laughter and playing around which always seemed to accompany children at the dinner table. After all, these weren’t sophisticated adults at a formal dining table. This was pizza in a basement. A belch was heard here, a burp there, another one was called a pig for the amount of pizza consumed, kids’ play over pizza and soda.
After pizza, their host treated them out for a night around town. They walked around town with a stop by the ice cream parlor and a trip through the park for the kids. He watched her as she ate her ice cream cone. It gave him pleasure knowing that she was licking something he had bought for her. He watched her lips as they parted to take in the sweet substance. He watched in anguish as her tongue glided up the cone to catch the melting cream. He imagined for a moment what her tongue would feel like somewhere else.
This time she catch a glimpse of him watching her and redness appeared on her face. She waited until she thought he wasn’t looking and hopefully her husband wasn’t either and then she thought it was her turn to check him out. He was wearing black jeans and a polar fleece pullover. He had nice thick hair, which was a good sign for a man who appeared to be in his late thirties. She started to notice his eyes. For the first time since she met him, she noticed they were blue with long lashes. He wore glasses, which magnified his eyes and lashes. He was tall, about 6'2", large build, about 200 to 220 lbs, but not fat, broad shoulders, and a butt that fit well in his Levi’s. Her favorite brand; she always liked how the red tag was well placed on the back pocket that allowed her to see the shape of their ass. She smiled to herself for the amount she had been able to catch in such a quick glimpse. She prided herself on being able to size up people, especially men in just a glance.
They moved on a miniature golf place. The kids could play putt-putt golf and video games while the big boys could race go-carts. She sat in the stands cheering her husband on trying to avoid looking at Clark, but she couldn’t help noticing his smile as he passed by her. She watched him with her friend, Sharon. They seemed to have a close bond between them. She watched them talking, laughing and hugging. She knew that it was only plutonic. It had to be. Sharon would never cheat on Dean. If anyone would cheat, she figured Dean would be the one to cheat. And after all, she knew that Sharon and Dean had once lived with Clark for a while before they first found their own place when they were first married. It was only natural that they were close.
It was getting late and time to head back to his place. She traded with Dean so could ride back with her husband and she could ride back with Sharon and Clark. She listened to their conversation and tried to familiarize herself with Clark through his conversations. She watched the corners of his eyes and his lips and his smile as he talked. She felt a warm rush to her cheeks. She couldn’t believe she was starting to feel this way over another man. She couldn’t believe she was blushing at someone other than her husband.
When they arrived back at Clark’s, the guys had decided they wanted to go out. She was concerned that her husband would spend all their vacation money in one night. Dean and Bill made it a habit going out, and spending money. Dean was good at talking Bill into things. She figured this time was no different. Dean assured her that he would keep tabs on her husband, but some how that didn’t make her feel any better. Then Clark entered the room with an omnibus presence. Laid a hand on her shoulder and said he would watch him. She wanted to jump out of her skin at his touch. She felt herself giving in as if his touch willed her to let the financial issue go.
The men left, and Sharon and the kids said their good nights. Teri put the boys to bed, and then settled in the family room to watch some TV. The autumn evening air had put a chill in the old house and she grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch to throw over her legs. She couldn’t help notice Clark’s scent in the blanket. She pulled it up around her shoulders, closer to her face where she could catch a better whiff. It smelled like musk and of a man that enjoyed the outdoors.
The next morning the kids had gone into Clark’s room to watch cartoons. Sharon and Dean had gone to the store for breakfast. Clark was asleep in the family room, and Bill was still sleeping in the guest room. Teri went in Clark’s room to check on the kids and to join them watching TV. She crawled up into Clark’s bed, and smiled at the thought of climbing in under his comforter. The kids started in a game of “pillow fight”. She joined in then realized they should keep the noise level down so not to wake Clark and Bill, but it was too late. Clark was already awake. Sharon and Dean had returned from the store and were cooking breakfast. The scent of cooking bacon alone could have easily wakened him. He came into the room and smiled at Teri under his covers. He wondered when the next time would be that he’d see her in his bed. He came in looking for his glasses and a hairbrush; although she felt he really didn’t need a brush. His hair looked fine. She noticed how merry his eyes looked without his glasses on. She liked the way he looked first thing in the morning. She wondered how he tasted first thing in the morning.
After breakfast, Sharon was planning on going out antiquing. Bill was planning on taking the boys out to do some sight seeing. Dean and Clark settled in the family room to watch football. She asked if Teri wanted to go along. It had been a long time since Teri had an opportunity to get out. They looked up addresses in the phone book of some antique shops they wanted to try. Then Sharon asked Clark if he wanted to go with them. Teri thought she was going to bust. Clark not only accepted he offered to drive. Dean said he thought Clark was planning on watch football. Clark said he could watch football next weekend. It wasn’t everyday he was invited to go antiquing with the ladies. ..to be contd
The Affair
-Part 2
They climbed into Clark’s Suburban, Sharon in the front with Clark and Teri behind Sharon, this way she could sneak glances at Clark. Their first stop hadn’t turned up much. Clark through a few passes Teri’s way. She smiled, but didn’t return the flirtations. She couldn’t help notice how he walked beside Sharon. She thought it was nice that they were such good friends. She hoped she too would get to know Clark better, to have such a close friendship with him. He was funny and intelligent. He was also slightly crude which gave him a certain amount of attraction from her point of view. It was a side she wasn’t used to.
Being a Sunday, most of the antique shops were closed. It was getting late and they decided it was time to head towards home. As they rounded the corner, they found a big antique shop that was open. They were delighted. Especially Teri. They had been riding around for hours and her bladder was about to burst.
After relieving herself, she roamed around the china section. She discovered a porcelain teapot and a few other pieces that caught her fancy. He brushed up against her at the check out. His touch startled her, her heart leapt into her throat. His hand touched hers. “Do you need any help?” he asked. She felt a stirring deep in her soul. How much she wanted to look into his deep blue eyes and tell him what was really going on inside of her.
By the time they arrived back to his place, Bill had returned home with the boys and had the car packed and ready for the trip home. Home was a place that she wasn’t looking forward to going to at that moment. If only she could freeze time. If only she wasn’t married. If only….
While dinner was cooking, Clark gave the boys each a ride through the hills on his dirt bike. He promised Sharon a ride after dinner. Teri had wanted one too. The thought of being with Clark alone riding in the countryside made her heart stir. How she longed for a few minutes alone with him to figure out what was really going on between them. The forbidden lust that seemed to be growing between them made her hot and wet.
Bill wanted to get going. He wasn’t looking forward to the long drive home to Baltimore. It was getting late and he knew the traffic would be heavy. Driving Highway One with Maryland tags and sharing the road with truckers was not the kind of evening he had in mind. He was anxious to get home and spend some of his vacation time with his wife. They hadn’t been alone since they arrived at Clark’s and he had sensed Clark’s eyes following his wife around. And why shouldn’t they. She was in good shaped for a mother of two in her mid thirties. Childbirth had widened her hips, only making them more accepting to his large build. Childbirth had also changed her perky teenaged size B cup breasts into full, voluptuous 36C’s. Her arse was rounder than ever. He enjoyed his wife’s body. Just thinking about it made him hard. He couldn’t wait to get her home and enjoy what was rightfully his.
Teri, Bill and the boys said their goodbyes. Running out of time, Teri didn’t get the quiet bike ride she was looking forward to. She hugged Clark and promised to return soon. He hugged her back fervently not wanting to let her go. “Next time we’ll get our ride,” a promise he whispered in her ear. He smelled her perfume and her hair. He wished he could linger in the scent a little while longer. Why did she have to be married? He made her promise to keep Bill awake and alert for the ride home, thinking only of her safety.
On the way home, she held her partner’s hand. She tried to think about them, but thoughts of Clark kept entering her mind. She could not get his smile and those sapphire eyes out of her mind. They seemed to burn right through to the very core of her soul.
They arrived home early the next morning. Lucky they had both taken the day off of work. They had both been up all night and needed to sleep. The boys, 5 & 9, were self-sufficient. Teri showered and through in a load of laundry. She took the denim shirt she had worn the night before and smelled it. It still held Clark’s scent. She didn’t really want to wash it. She wanted to hold on to the thought of him a little while longer.
As she laid down to nap, images of him drifted into her dreams. She couldn’t stop thinking of him. She had to know if he was thinking of her too. She went on line and sent him and E-mail thanking him for the weekend. She had felt a cold coming and felt as if she had caught his cold. She playfully thanked him for sharing his cold.
The next few days seemed to be a dream. She returned back to work, lived out her days thinking only of him. She couldn’t wait to get home and read his return E-mail. Their E-mails had turned more and more playful. She flirted with him and he flirted back. It was over the Internet, so it was harmless. She wasn’t looking into his blue eyes, he couldn’t see her brown eyes.
Then one evening after the boys had gone to bed, there was a knock at the door. She answered and Clark was there like a breath of fresh air. At last they were face to face. No more E-mail between them. They had to confront each other. Teri thought she was going to cum right then and there. He asked if he could come in, she told him Bill wasn’t home. He said he had talked with Dean the night before and found out that Bill was working at the police station that night. So, he planned this. He did not want her husband to be home.
He said that ever since they had left his place, he could not stop thinking of her. Her heart started to race. Yes, he too had been thinking of her. But it wasn’t right. She was married. Her boys were sleeping in their rooms. Her husband wasn’t home. She hugged him and said she was glad to see him. He leaned into her and kissed her. She pushed him back and said it was wrong, that she loved Bill and the boys. She couldn’t do this to them. He took her, leaned her back and kissed her again, this time long and hard. She couldn’t think. Her heart was pounding. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hands were sweaty. This is what she had been fantasizing about all week. She knew she wanted this. She wanted him. She had only known one man in her life. Now it was time to taste someone different. But could she do this? He was kissing her neck and caressing her shoulders. Her knees were starting to buckle and a warmth was growing between her legs.
Her walked her over to the couch and sat her down. He looked her long and deep in the eyes. Her hands were pushing him away, but her eyes were saying, “take me”. He pushed her back and continued kissing her. His tongue began searching her mouth. He tasted her warm sweet lips. How he had imagined how they would taste. He wanted to taste more of her. He wanted to know her inside and out. He reached for her breasts. They were soft and full. She gasped at his touch. Her nipples shivered and sprang forth at his touch. He took one through her shirt and gently squeezed it between his thumb and index finger. A soft moan escaped her lips. She arched her back and pushed her chest into him. He continued kissing her lips while playing with her breasts. His kisses were deep and passionate. Her head was spinning. She was drowning in their lust.
His lips left hers and began to work their way down her neck. He lifted her shirt, cupped one of her breasts, releasing it from the confines of her bra. She shivered. Chills were going down her spine as the heat was growing inside her womb. He gently took hold of her nipple and rolled it in his fingers. It hardened to his touch. He breathed on it, then took it into his mouth. Gently he held it between his teeth and pulled out on it. It stood out about and inch and a half. She moaned and scratched his back with her nails.
Then it hit her. What was she doing? She was about to cheat on the only man she had ever loved. What if one of the boys woke up and walked in on them. How was she ever going to explain this? This was enough to break the mood for her. She painfully pushed him away. She couldn’t. Not here. She told him that she wanted him, but couldn’t do it in the house she shared with her husband. She asked if she could meet him tomorrow for lunch. She’s have her sister watch the boys for her. She’d tell Bill she was going out shopping. She couldn’t believe she was going to lie to her husband. In 17 years of marriage, she hadn’t once lied to him. She looked into Clark’s sapphire eyes. They mesmerized her. She seemed to be in a trance each time she looked at them.
They planned when and where they would meet the next day. She chose a restaurant on the other side of town. It had to be one where no one knew her, which was not easy to do being a cop’s wife.
She arrived early the next day, an ordered a drink from the bar. She didn’t usually drink, but she figured she needed something
She smiled as he rode up on his bike. He walked in, found Teri and said he owed her a ride. They rode out by the water, down by the river. How she loved the water. She watched the reflections of the sky in the water. She saw the clouds drift by in the reflections. The air felt cool on her skin. They rode out to a park and stopped.
He pulled her around and sat him in front of him. He took off his helmet, and then removed hers. He kept eye contact the entire time. He knew he had to have her. He leaned forward and kissed her. This time she kissed him back passionately. Her head was about to explode. Her hands grew sweaty. This was it, she told herself. She was going to let it happen. She wanted him. She inhaled his scent, which was still fresh in her memory. …to be contd
The Affair
- Epilogue
He reached behind him and untied the blanket he had rolled up on the back of his bike. He spread it on the ground, took her hand and let her to him. His eyes met hers and he reassured her. He smiled at her and flashed his long lashes at her. She met him on the blanket and kissed him. She began to let her hands wander. His chest was hairy. She could feel the hair through his shirt. His pecks were hard. She could feel his manhood hardening beneath her. He continued kissing her and rolled her over. His hands found her breasts and he squeezed them. Just as he remember them, soft and full. He kissed her neck; she stroked his hair. She loved the feel of his hair between her fingers. He lifted her shirt, reached around behind and undid her bra, and smiled as her round full breasts fell out of her bra cups. He tasted her. He was finally going to taste all of her. She moaned softly. He took one nipple in his mouth and teased it, and then he went to the other. He went back and forth alternating nipples for several minutes. The passion was beginning to stir between her legs. He looked at her belly, which was surprisingly flat for a woman of her age with two children. She watched him examine her. She knew she was in good shape for 37.
He sat up, took her hand and placed it on his growing mound. She felt it through his jeans. It felt slightly larger than her husband’s. Her eyes widened a little. He watched her reaction as she touched him there. He had been with the ladies. He knew he was built there. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans, then she undid them and slowly they slipped his pants down. His manhood sprang forward. She took his warm cock in her hands and stroked it to its firmness, which didn’t take long. She leaned forward and took the head in her lips. Oh, ho, did that feel good. She began to open her mouth wide and relax her jaw to take in all of his thick 9 inch cock. When she had deep throated it, he thought he was going to shoot his load there. But he held back. He knew it would be better if he waited. She pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth, then found the area underneath his head that she knew was sensitive and began licking it. He thought back to the night he had watched he eating the ice cream cone. Now he knew what her tongue felt like. She continued stroking his cock with her hands, licking the sensitive area below his head and deep throating him. Her strokes were steady and driving him out of his mind. She knew she was good at giving head. It usually didn’t take her husband long to shoot his load in her mouth. He felt that familiar twitch build up inside him. At least he couldn’t hold back any longer. He reeled his had back and shouted as he came in her mouth. She swallowed and sucked until she had pumped every ounce out of him. Her tongue brushed his pee slit sending shivers up his spine. She had some cum dripping from the corners of her mouth. He smiled at her. She smiled at him satisfied that she was able to orally please him. She knew she was good.
He pushed her back and kissed her breasts. Now it was his turn to satisfy her. He had been waiting for this ever since he had met her. He wanted to hear her scream. He licked in between her breasts and slowly moved down her belly. He wanted to savor every inch of her. He undid her belt and pants and slid her pants down slowly. By this time, the heat inside her had grown so much. She wanted him to just rip her pants off, but he didn’t. He took his time. He knew that if it was to be done right, he had to go slow.
He kissed her thighs and worked his way down her legs. His kisses sent sharp tingles down her spine. He could smell her wantonness. He touched her V. He could feel the moist heat through her panties. He leaned forward and breathed in her scent. This aroused her more. He once again kissed her thighs sending even more shivers down her spine.
Slowly her removed her panties and saw her bush. He ran his fingers through her hair. It was soft and warm and moist. Gently he parted her lips with his fingers. She was already wet with growing anticipation. He traced the folds of her lips with a finger. She was now softly moaning. He leaned in further to taste her. She smelled of sweet sex. She was cheating on her husband. He knew that he was going to enjoy her. He smiled to himself.
He stuck out his tongue and began to lick her. She nearly came then. He found her growing clit. It was pink and sticking out beyond her folds. He licked her clit and dipped a finger at the same time. The heat growing inside her soul was growing unbearable. If he didn’t make love to her soon, she was going to come all over his face. He stuck two fingers deep inside her, then pushed her clit with his thumb. That was all she needed. She hissed and moaned and came all over his tongue. He lapped every bit of it up, which made her hips jerk hysterically.
He sat up, leaned over her and kissed her full on the lips. She could taste her cum on his lips. She had never really tasted herself before. Bill always waited a little bit after eating her out before he kissed her. He figured she wasn’t in to tasting her own cum. It was both sweet and salty, like nothing she had ever tasted.
He kissed her breasts again not wanting her to calm down completely. Then kissed her lips again. His tongue searched hers. Then he looked her in the eyes as if to say “this is it”. She could feel him pushing against her. His cock fully erect now with the anticipation of full penetration. He smiled at her again, then kissed her and grabbed her hands and pulled them over her head. She pulled them back down to their waist still keeping them locked. Then slowly he worked his way inside her.
Dipping just the head at first. She was already well lubed and didn’t really need to be eased into, but he felt he should go slowly. He thought she could change her mind if she wanted to, but she was already beyond the point of no return. She brought her hips up to meet his and together they pushed him deep into her. She felt him fill every inch of her. They both moaned with this thrust. This was a long over due meeting; something until now that they had only fantasized about. Now the moment was here and they both gave in to the tidal wave that was surging through their bodies.
Like the waves in the sea, their hips rose and fell with each crashing wave. They had become one. They kissed and held on to the moment for as long as they could. He could feel her muscles contracting around him. She could feel him inside her, filling her, and hitting her womb. She opened up and bore her soul to him.
He grabbed her waist and rolled her over on top of him, never breaking the contact. She saw those sapphire eyes watching her and she smiled at them. She rose up and thrusted herself back down on top of her. She felt the familiar twinge inside her building. She sat up and bounced on his prick. He watch the joyful expressions on her face as she impaled herself on him and satisfied herself. He too felt a familiar surge building up in his loins. He reached between them and thumbed her clit; she reached down and grabbed his balls. The two exploded together in a rush of orgasm. She screamed as she came forgetting that they were in a public park. She fell on top of him exhausted. They kissed and she rolled off of him. They lay there for a while in each other’s arms starring up at the sky reflecting on their newfound love.
Then as quickly as it had all happened between them, they knew it was time to go. They weren’t sure where they were going to go in their relationship from there or how they were going to handle it. They only knew they weren’t ready to give it up.
She had to go and face the music with her sister. She wasn’t sure what she was going to tell her, she only knew she could trust her with her secret, for that is what it had to be for now, a secret.
It had all started out so innocent and now she didn’t know where she was. She still loved Bill. You didn’t just abruptly drop a 17 year marriage, she also knew she loved Clark. She was lost, engulfed in the sea of love…
Sarah
This is truly what you would call paradise.
There were so many beautiful girls and since it was always really hot here they went around pretty much nude. We were what some would call stranded. We all lived on little huts on the edge of a small lake in the centre of an island. I sat on the beach, it was getting late. I looked around to see what girls were still had not gone to bed. I stared in amazment as I found a hot chick named Sarah still sitting on a log across from me. I walked over to her and sat down beside her she smiled. Before I had said a word someone was calling out to me. I looked up to see Sarah’s older brother waving me over. I walked over to him. He signaled for me to follow him behind a hut.
When I got back there he said for me to sit down. I did as I was told. He stared at me for a second. Suddenly he reached forward and grabbed my dick and balls and squeezed them hard. It hurt a lot. Don’t even think about screwin’ my virgin sister! he said angrily. He let go of my gear and told me to get the hell out of his sight. I sat down next to Sarah again. We talked for a while. I felt something soft and warm touching my hand. i looked down. Sarah was running her fingers up and down the back of my hand. I found this to be somehow arousing.
She slid her hand around mine and led me to her hut. We past her brother who just glared at me. I tried not to show my fear as we entered the hut. She sat me on the edge of her bed and sat on my lap so that she was facing me. She leaned in and kissed me. The kiss was so passionate. While she kissed me she reached down and began to rub my hard-on. I hesitated and then pushed her off me. What was that for!!she exclaimed sounding very angry and insulted. I stared stupidly and then said your brother’ll fuckin’ castrate me if he finds out about this. No he won’t she replied coming over and kneeling on the floor in front of me. I’ll tell him not to! she told me she told me as she un zipped my pants. I wanted to push her away to resist but the very thought of her virgin pussy stopped me. I allowed her to remove my pants.
She didn’t hesitate to take my whole dick into her mouth right away. My whole body went weak I moaned and fell backwards. She continued to suck me off. I could feel jism building in my balls. Sarah reached back and worked my balls with her hands. I smiled. This was wonderful. My load moved into my dick. I-I-I’mmm gonnnnaaaa…before I could finish my sentence I’d released my heavy load into her mouth. She drank it down and licked my now soft,deflated dick clean. I didn’t know what to say. I just lay there speechless. Sarah stood and then climbed on top of me making me instantly hard. She leaned forward and whispered into my ear, are you going to fuck me or are you finished with me. I don’t wanna fuck you, I wanna ram you. I said. She climbed off me and lay down on her back. I’m all yours. she said with a devilish smile.
I looked at her laying there with her long blonde hair and bright green eyes. I slipped my hands up her dress and pulled down her panties. I lifted the edge of her dress up. I could now see her the puffy lips of her virgin pussy. I spread her legs and slipped my cock in half an inch at a time. I figured I’d do a couple gentle strokes before I got into the real stuff since she was a virgin. She threw her head back as I slipped the last of my dick into her. I did a few easy s+++es. Then I pulled out and shoved my dick in her real hard. I fucked her wth no mercy. Before I knew it we were both panting and groaning pretty loud. Her brother could probobly hear this. I didn’t care anymore. I had eased her into it. Finally I let loose my load.
We both moaned extremly loud as I did so. Sarah and I lay there silent for a moment or two, when I suggested that I get to my hut. She smiled and we kissed good-night. As I exited the hut her brother grabbed me by the hair. You’ve got ten seconds to tell me why I shouldn’t kill you. he said. Drop him Mark. Sarah said. What! Mark questioned sounding surprised. You heard me. Drop him. I led him into the cabin, I seduced him, and I wanted too. Now drop him!Sarah stated angrily. Mark dropped me, I sighed with relief. Go away! Sarah shouted at Mark. Then she knelt down and whispered, see you tommorow night. With that she winked at me and went into her hut.
Backdoor Bathroom Voyeur
- Part 1
It was a cold fall Friday night in my normally quiet college town. Myself and one of my roommates, Jay, were at home making a game plan for the evening. Our other roommates had already headed off to happy hour and we assured them we would meet up with them later. We were sitting around in our boxers, smoking joints and downing one beer after another. We generally hated the atmosphere of happy hour and preferred to get drunk on our own before hitting the bar scene.
Suddenly the phone rang and neither of us were interested in leaving our comfortable seats to answer it. We figured it was our roommates calling to harass us for not joining them so we decided to let it rang. Finally the ringing stopped, but then it started up again. After 3 or 4 calls, Jay decided to get the phone incase it was an emergency. To our delight, it wasnt our roommates, but Jay’s cousin Stacy. I had never met Stacy, but I heard the stories. She was actually Jay’s 2nd cousin, but a cousin is a cousin right?
Stacy was a senior in high school back in our home town. I had seen a few pictures of her, but it was Jay’s description of her that remained in my head. She was italian, just like Jay, stood about 5-5, maybe 110 pounds with long black hair, stunning green eyes and a figure that would make a dead man hard. She was calling to ask Jay if her and a friend could come down to visit for the night. She had visited before, while I was back home, so it was nothing new for her to ask to visit.
Stacy and her friend Liz arrived shortly after 9pm and Jay and I were already wasted. Jay introduced me to both girls and I began praying that I was not suffering the effects of beer goggles. Both girls were incredible and Stacy fit Jay’s description to a T. Liz was a little bit taller and thicker, with short blonde hair, big blue eyes and full pouty lips. Both girls were wearing sweaters and jeans that clung to their round firm asses.
We invited the girls in and took a seat in the living room. Jay brought all of us beers and we sat around chatting for awhile. After a couple beers, we decided to play some drinking games because the girls were anxious to get intoxicated and we were happy to oblige. An hour or so later, Jay passed around a joint and the 4 of us reached new levels of intoxication. Jay suggested we move our small party to the front porch and he turned on some music and moved the speakers towards the windows.
Once outside, our drunk and high high school girls began dancing with each other. Jay and I sat back and observed as the two girls began freaking each other and caressing one another in a teasing fashion. Then they climbed up on the railing and began dancing with the poles while our neighbors across the street began whistling at them. Both girls ignored the neighbors and focused their attention on us. With beers in thier hands, they began running their hands up their sweaters, giving us glimpses of their sexy bras. Both girls were equally stacked with tight abs and beautiful curves.
Around midnight, all of us were completely trashed and moved the party back inside. Liz was struggling to stay awake so Jay offered to take her upstairs and find her a place to rest. Once they disappeared, Stacy asked me if she could take a shower so she could sober up. I knew the bathroom upstairs was in better shape and unoccupied, but our basement shower had some additional features, namely, a peep hole in the wall. I led Stacy into the basement and showed her the bathroom.
I told her I was going back upstairs and to hollar if she needed anything. I did go upstairs, but only for a minute, to grab another cold one before I quietly descended the stairs again and went into an ajoining room. What Stacy did not realize was that we drilled a good size hole in the wall directly across from the shower and covered it in the bathroom with a useless vent. From inside the bathroom, it appeared to be a normal vent, but anyone with common sense would have thought a vent in the middle of the wall was a bit odd.
I pulled up a chair and sat there in the dark with my beer as I watched Stacy prepare for her shower. As she slowly removed her sweater and t-shirt, my cock began to swell at the sight of her firm tits. she was wearing a sexy pink lace bra that barely supported her 34c mellons. Then she proceeded to lower her jeans, revealing a matching pink thong. Before she removed the rest, she turned on the shower and tested the water. At the same time, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard cock and began stroking it.
Once the water was nice and warm, Stacy reached around back and undid her bra, dropping it to the floor. As she turned to face the wall, I was scared that our hole would be descovered but she didnt notice a thing. What I noticed were two tiny pink nipples resting comfortable on her perky tits. Then she bent down and disappeared from my view as she removed her thong. When she reappeared, she stepped into the shower and my stroking grew more intense as the hot stream poured onto her body.
She began lathering up with soap and washing her delicate body. Her hands caressed and cupped her tits as she washed. Then she moved down to her crotch and began washing her tiny patch of dark pubic hair. The thought of her touching herself almost made me cum that instance. Stacy then proceeded to turn around and wash her ass as the water washed away the foam. Her buns looked incredible. Young, round and firm, she was every mans dream.
I continued stroking while observing her every move. With soap still covering parts of her body, she suddendly stepped out of the shower and towards the door. I quickly stopped what I was doing so I could see what she was up to. With my cock at full attention, sticking straight out of my pants, I stood up as she began calling my name. Realizing that she might be suspicious why I was in the next room, I remained quiet, but she kept calling my name and her hollars were getting louder….to be contd
Backdoor Bathroom Voyeur
- Epilogue
Finally, I tucked my hard on into my pants and opened my door. Without looking into the bathroom, I asked her what she needed. sure enough, she was startled to find me in the next room and asked me for a towel. With my back to the bathroom, I walked out and headed upstairs to retrieve a clean towel for her. When I returned, the bathroom door was ajar and she was back in the shower. I told her I had her towel and she asked me to bring it to her.
As I approached the bathroom, my cock began to twitch and grew instantly hard again. I stood at the door and stuck my hand in with the towel. “Dont be shy,” Stacy said, “I wont bite.” After hesitating for a brief second, I stepped into the bathroom, with my body turned away from the shower. “Whats wrong?” Stacy asked, “Havent you seen a naked girl before?” “Sure I have” I responded, “But not my best friends cousin.” Stacy laughed and turned off the shower. “Well, Im not your cousin,” Stacy reminded me as she reached for the towel in my hand.
“Are you decent yet?” I asked with my back still turned to her. “Yes,” Stacy responded with a giggle, “You can turn around now.”
As soon as I turned, my eyes grew big as I realized she had only wrapped the towel around her waist. Before I could say a word, my mouth dropped and Stacy and I stood face to face. “Is there a problem?” Stacy said with a smile stretched across her face.
“Ummmmm, no……….no problem,” I replied as my eyes tried not to stare at her wet tits.
“Dont just stand there,” said Stacy, “Will you help me put some lotion on my back. Without saying a word, I nodded my head yes as she moved over to the counter. With her back to me, she handed me a bottle of lotion that was on the sink and then lifted her hair up into a bun, holding it with one hand. As I stood behind her, my cock grew harder as I looked into the mirror and caught another full glimpse of her perfect chest.
I then began applying the lotion to her back, rubbing it in good with my hands. As I worked my way down to her waist, she let go of her hair and removed her towel. The towel dropped to the floor and I kept my eyes focused on the mirror. “Dont forget down there” Stacy said with a giggle. “Im sure you can reach your ass,” I said to Stacy. “Im sure I could too,” She replied with a wink, “But what fun is that?” Good point I thought so I decided to do as she asked.
My hands began applying lotion to her ass and thighs as Stacy leaned forward and spread her legs apart. “Mmmmmmmmmmm,” Stacy said, “You have wonderful hands. I thanked her and continued with my work. As soon as I was done, I set the lotion back on the counter and Stacy immediately turned around. I could not help it this time, my eyes began to wander. As looked her up and down, she reached out and grabbed my hand. “Thank you,” she said with a smile as she pulled me closer.
Before I could say another word, she began kissing me. We held each other close as my hands began exploring her petite body. Her hands made their way down to my jeans and she began unzipping them. With one swift motion, she yanked my jeans and boxers down and my cock sprung free. “Whats got you so excited?” she said as her hands began fondling my raging cock. “Thats a stupid question,” I replied as we continued kissing again.
Minutes later, Stacy stopped kissing me and moved over towards the toilet. She sat down and pulled me between her legs. She grabbed hold of my cock and guided it into her warm mouth. I braced myself against the wall as she fucked me good with her mouth. Within minutes I began spewing my cum into her throat and she never skipped a beat. After cleaning me off, she guided me back over to the counter and she turned around. She spread her legs nice and wide and reached between her legs until she grabbed hold of my cock.
She then leaned over the counter and guided me into her tight cunt. I had never felt anything so good. She was tight and wet, her skin so soft and smooth. Once inside, she braced herself on the counter as I grabbed hold of her hips. I began pumping my cock deep into her as she moaned and called my name. After a few minutes of intense fucking, she stopped and asked me if I had any protection. Of course I didnt, since it had been months since I last got laid, so I asked her if she wanted to stop.
“No way,” Stacy said while turning her head to face me, “Looks like you are going to have to finish me off in the ass.” I couldnt believe what I was hearing, so I asked her to repeat herself. “You heard me, “She said with a grin, “I want you to fuck me in the ass. And fuck me good.” Stacy then reached for the lotion again and turned around. She began applying a thick coat to my cock before returning to her position. This time, she bent completely over and rested her chest on the cold tile counter.
I slowly inserted a couple fingers into her tight ass and loosened her up as she began moaning again. Then I worked my lubed up cock into her tight hole. “Oh god, that feels good,” Stacy said, “Stick it all the way in.” I continued to push my cock deeper into her ass as she reached between her legs and began caressing my balls. I grabbed hold of her hips again and began pumping her good. After a few minutes of fucking, she told me she was about to cum. With one hand on her hip, I reached around with my other hand and began playing with her swollen clit. I began pumping her harder and we came at the same time.
Once we were finished, we cleaned up and returned upstairs. Jay was still upstairs and we assumed he went to bed, or was hooking up with Liz. Stacy and I never told Jay what happened that night and I made sure to pay her a visit everytime I went home.
The Homeless Humpty
“Change, can you spare any change?” the soft voice echoed from below. “Fuck off bum,” said my business partner Ed, “Leave us alone.” Ed wasnt the nicest person in the world, but even I was surprised to see him react the way he did to the homeless girl sitting on the ground at our feet. “Please mister,” she mumbled again, “I need to get some food.” “You need to get a job,” Ed replied.
Ed and I had been in Denver for two days and I guess he had grown sick and tired of the constant begging by the numerous homeless people in downtown. I wanted to tell Ed off, but I didnt want to cause any trouble because we had to spend an entire week together. The girl couldnt have been any older than 18 and I felt really bad for her. All I could do is smile and mouth “Im sorry” as we passed her and entered a coffee shop.
Feeling guilty, I headed back out the door as Ed stood in line to order a drink. I walked back up to the girl and kneeled down in front of her. “Im really sorry,” I said to her as I looked her in her deep blue eyes. “Please forgive my friend, he is a jerk with no heart.” “Its ok,” she replied, “I get that response all the time.” I quickly reached into my wallet and handed her ten dollars and told her to get something warm to eat. “Thank you so much,” she said with a smile, her face beaming from underneath her dirty baseball cap.
As I prepared to walk away, I turned back and asked her why she was on the streets. She informed me that it wasnt her choice, her parents had kicked her out of the house just recently. Feeling even more sorry for her, I reached back into my pocket and grabbed one of my business cards and a pen. “Here, take this,” I said while writting down my hotel address and handing it to her, “Here is where I am staying downtown. If you need a place to stay or you just want to clean up and take a hot shower, come up and see me. I will be in my room every night after 6pm.”
She took my card and thanked me and I headed back into the coffee shop, expecting to never see her again.
Later on that night, after a full day of meetings and training sessions, I retreated to my room and turned on the TV. Ed stopped by and invited me to go out to some clubs with him, but I told him I needed to get some rest. Around 11pm, I was awakened by a knock at my door. I slowly crawled out of bed and headed to the door in my boxers and a tee shirt expecting to find a drunk Ed waiting outside to tell me about his adventures. As I opened the door, the hallway light blinded me and I needed a minute to adjust my eyes.
“Hi Mr. Martin” said a familiar voice. Once my eyes cleared up I found myself face to face with the homeless girl from earlier in the day. “Im sorry its so late,” she went on to say, “But all the shelters were full tonight.” I immediately invited her in and stuck my head out the door to see if anyone else was in the hall way. As I headed back into my room, my eyes began examing the young girl as she stood at the base of my bed. “Is it ok that I am here?” she asked. “Yes, yes,” I replied, “Of course it is. I told you you were welcome to stop by.”
“My name is Jenni,” she said while sticking out her hand to greet me. “Nice to meet you Jenni, my name is Tom.” As we released our hands, I found myself observing her from head to toe. She was dressed in a worn down pair of jeans, old tennis shoes and a baggy t-shirt and cap. “Is there anything I can get you?” I asked as I took a seat on my bed. “Well, Im not really hungry,” she replied, “I had a good meal thanks to the money you gave me earlier.” “What I could really use is a hot shower,” she quickly added.
“Sure, no problem” I replied as I got up and retrieved a clean towell for her. “Help yourself to the shampoo, soap, whatever you need. I will be right out here if you need anything.” Jenni then disappeared into the bathroom and turned on the water.
About 10 minutes later, the water shut off and I heard the door open. Jenni walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped tightly around her. “Oh my god,” I thought to myself as she stood there in front of my bed. She didnt look anything like the girl who I met this morning. Her hair was dark and long, her skin smooth and silky. The towel hung from her chest and barely covered her crotch.
“That felt so gooooood,” Jenni said to me while looking me straight in the eye. “Good, good,” I replied, “Is there anything else you need? Clothes, more money?”
“No thank you,” she said with a big grin, “you have already done enough. I wish everyone was as nice as you.” Before I could say another word, Jenni approached my bed and began crawling up towards me. Her towel eventually broke free and feel from her wet body. I laid there as my cock grew hard in my boxers. I tried to conceal it by pulling the blanket over me but Jenni grabbed the blanket off of me.
As Jenni got within inches of my face, my eyes were glued to her beautiful body. she was a little thick, and her tits were atleast a 34d. Water from her body began dripping on me as she straddled my legs and sat up. Her tits hung there in front of me as we looked each other in the eyes. “I want to repay you,” she said with a smile, “and I wont take no for an answer.” I nodded my head slowly and said ok as she leaned forward and planted a big kiss on my lips. Then she slid back on my legs and moved her mouth down to my crotch.
Jenni slowly pulled my semi hard cock from my boxers and took me into her mouth. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as she began to suck the life out of my cock. She sucked and stroked me for a good 5 minutes before I was ready to explode. She never stopped sucking and began swallowing every drop of my cum as it sprayed into her mouth. Jenni then looked me in my eyes and began kissing me again as she positioned herself above my shaft. She slowly guided me into her tight cunt and we began fucking passionately.
She sat on top of me, her hands against the wall as she rode me hard. My cock penetrated her deep as she rocked her hips back and forth. Then she leaned back and pulled me on top of her, my cock never leaving her pussy. I lifted her legs up on my shoulders and began pumping my rod in and out of her while she squeezed her fat tits. “Fuck me hard,” she whispered to me, “fuck me good and hard.”
We continued fucking for another 10 minutes or so, my balls slapping against her ass as my cock disapeared into her wonderfully wet cunt. When I felt myself ready to cum again, she had me pull out and she quickly rolled over onto her stomach. She arched her ass up in my face and told me to cum on her ass. I did as she requested and my cum shot from my cock and landed on her crack. I continued stroking myself as I watched my cum roll down her ass towards her lips.
Jenni then reached back and began rubbing the cum all over her buns. I leaned back with my cock in hand as she began fingering her ass. She managed to work 2 fingers into her tight ass as I began stroking my limp cock. “You want a piece of this too?” she asked while looking back at me. “Yes please,” I replied as I got up on my knees behind her. She took hold of my semi hard cock and began guiding it into her ass. she spread her legs and rested her chest on the bed while I began fucking her again. “Oh yes,” she began screaming, “fuck me good. Make me cum.”
We continued fucking and I knew I was not going to cum again, but it was obvious she was having numerous orgasms from this ass fucking. I reached down between her legs and played with her soaking wet cunt as her yelling and moaning grew louder. Finally, she neither of us could take anymore and we both collapsed on the bed with my cock still rammed up her ass. We laid there for what seemed like eternity as we caught our breath.
Jenni ended up spending the night with me and when I woke up in the morning she was gone. I spent the remander of the week searching the streets for her but with no luck. I never told Ed about my night with the homeless girl out of fear of his reaction, but it will be a memory that will remain with me forever.
The Coffee Shop
- Part 1
She sat there in the coffee shop, brooding and pissed off at her loser boyfriend, again. Almost a hundred bucks she had spent on the sexy red underwear, and he could barely glance up from the T.V.. They hadn’t had sex in almost a month, and she liked sex. Sex was fun to her, like a drug, an escape from the dull monotony of life. But he always seemed to be busy with work or friends or his fucking television. Sure, he would watch porn movies on his new DVD player, but he wouldn’t even fuck his own girlfriend. There were probably hundreds of guys out there who would gladly fuck her, caress her, make love to her. It didn’t make any sense, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She glanced around the near empty coffee shop and wondered if anybody else was brooding over their personal problems, maybe even their loser boyfriends. An old lady sat reading a bus schedule; a middle-aged bald man pretended to read a newspaper while he checked her out. I am not that desperate yet, she thought; a young couple sat across from each other, holding hands and talking quietly. Great, that is just what I need to see, she sighed.
Then the door swung open and he walked in. He was kind of short, with olive skin, curly black hair and glasses. He had a nice blue suit on, and he looked to be about thirty, but it was hard to tell. But even with the glasses, she could tell that he had lovely green eyes. When he smiled at her on his way to the counter, she couldn’t help but smile back. He was cute, and probably shy. She went back to brooding.
He took a seat at a table about 15 feet away, but he sat directly facing her. He had a coffee and a book. He glanced up and caught her looking at him and he smiled his smile again. She looked away, feeling kind of silly. She didn’t want him to think she was checking him out or anything. He was an average looking guy, and she knew she was hot, and she knew she was looking hot, with her black skirt, tight t-shirt and big black boots. Not to mention the hundred dollar red thong and panty set underneath.
But she looked again. She couldn’t believe it – he was staring blatantly at her breasts, with that sly smile of his. He looked up at her face and then right back at her tits again. She thought it was a bit creepy, yet kind of exciting too. I mean, she was used to guys staring at her tits, but they usually did so furtively, as if they didn’t think she would notice. But this guy KNEW she knew that he was ogling her, and he kept doing it. His stare burning a hole through her chest; he wasn’t hiding anything. She was aroused, something she hadn’t been for a while. She thought she might make it fun.
She arched her back, pretending to stretch, so her ample breasts jutted further from her chest, stretching the material of her white t-shirt. She looked at him, and his eyes didn’t move from her chest. Then they did move….down her body to her legs. His eyes moved up and down her body. From her tits to her legs, and back up to her face, letting her know exactly what he was doing. So much for this guy being shy!
She decided to keep playing, and she swiveled her hips a bit, so that her crossed knees were facing him. Before she could think about it, she slowly uncrossed her legs and spread them ever so slightly, allowing him to sneak a peek at her red panties, if he looked hard enough. And she knew he would look hard enough. She stared at him as he stared intently at her legs, and even further between them. She spread her legs a little wider and saw his eyes bulge a little. She was getting wet, and she could only imagine the state his cock was in.
She wondered how far this was going to go. She needed to get home, but she was surprised at how aroused she was. Each time she looked at him, he was staring at her pussy or breasts, only briefly would he look into her eyes.
Then he stood up, and she caught a glimpse of his erection through his pants. This time he stared directly into her eyes for a full couple of seconds, before tilting his head, as if to say, “follow me,” and he turned and walked to the washrooms at the back of the café.
She gulped hard, and felt her heart beat faster. She honestly did not know what to do. He didn’t actually expect her to follow did he? This was too weird. He wasn’t much to look at, but no doubt he had excited her, made her wet even. What would happen if she went in there? Would they get caught? Would he be too rough or violent? Was she actually seriously considering it? Questions flashed through her mind like a storm. Then she thought of her boyfriend, sitting at home, watching T.V., too busy to give her the time of day. At least this guy was noticing her, arousing her. Fuck it, she thought; you only live once, and I can make my own decisions. I am going to do it!
With her heart beating a mile a minute, she got up and walked to the back of the coffee shop. Her mouth became suddenly dry as she neared the washrooms. No turning back now, she thought.
The hallway was empty and her boots seemed very loud as she walked down toward the men’s washroom. She knew he was probably listening, and she didn’t really know what to do. Her uncertainty was answered when the door suddenly opened, and he quickly pulled her inside and shut the door. It was a small bathroom, but clean, with one toilet and a sink with a large mirror hanging above it.
He stared into her eyes, without saying a word, and kissed her deeply on the mouth. Their tongues fought with each other in a frenzy, and she could feel herself melt in the passionate excitement of the situation. He caressed her breasts roughly through her shirt, and she grabbed his ass firmly, as their mouths collided. Before she knew it, his hands were under her shirt and squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, which always drove her crazy.
He pushed her up against the wall, lifted her shirt, pulled up her new red bra and attacked her breasts with his mouth. His tongue slithered around her nipples and when he took them in her mouth, and nibbled, she let out a moan and grabbed his hair, pulling his head into her chest. He held both breasts as he took turns sucking and licking each nipple, driving her more and more crazy.
Then he turned her around, so she was facing the mirror, and he stood behind her, cupping her breasts, and then sliding his hands down her body….over her smooth tummy, and down between her legs. His hand stayed there, teasing her pussy, before sliding around to cup her ass cheeks. She looked into the mirror and was excited by what she saw. He was standing behind her as she bent over the sink, one hand on her breast, the other caressing her ass, and he began to kiss the back of her neck. Looking at herself, she felt a little dirty, but also very excited. He began to kiss his way down her back, gripping and massaging her ass cheeks firmly. His hot breath on her back made her shiver, and when he began to kiss her ass cheeks, she moaned again and pushed her ass back against him, hoping he would do more.
“I love thongs,” was all he said, as he kissed and massaged her ass, his kisses moving closer toward her pussy, which was quite wet by now. He pushed her thong aside and licked his way from the top of her ass down to her pussy, and she felt her knees weaken. He licked the length of her pussy and then his tongue settled on her clit, and he toyed with it, teasing it at first, and then twirling his tongue around it and taking it between his lips. She thought she would die, and then he licked his way up her pussy again, and teased her asshole with his tongue, before moving back down to her clit. As his tongue flicked away at her clit, she felt herself ready to come. The situation was too exciting for her to hold back.
“Lick my pussy,” she moaned, as she pushed herself back against his tongue, “I am going to come.”…to be contd