Shannon was a hot-blooded one. She wasn’t much over 5’4” and didn’t fit into the petite category. She was more in with the chubby crowd, but her tits. Fucking awesome. I’d guess double-D or even E cup. They hung from her chest just so and swayed to and fro as she moved. Her ass had a nice shape too, round and firm. She loved to show it off by wearing stretch pants without panties. Her chocolate-redish hair swirled down past her shoulders and framed her round face. She loved to wear red fuck-me lipstick to accentuate her full puffy lips. She was a confident, take no shit, sexually liberated woman. Who loved to fuck.
The first night we hooked up, I had been out to a bar with some coworkers and she was there with some friends. You couldn’t help noticing her in a crowd. She was wearing a wine colored velvet jacket that buttoned at her waist and couldn’t contain her rack. Her cleavage wasn’t spilling out everywhere, though. She had her boobs contained in a black bralette that displayed them softly covered in lace. Teasing yet classy. I know she caught me staring at her many times.
When last call was announced, I made my way to the men’s room for one last piss. I heard the door open and close behind me, but didn’t take notice of who walked in. You can imagine the look on my face was one of surprise when I turned, still trying to zip up my pants, to see Shannon standing there grinning wickedly.
“You’ve been staring at me all night,” she purred as she unbuttoned her jacket.
I regained some composure and finished zipping up. “Can you blame me? You’re a gorgeous woman.”
I fought to keep my eyes locked to hers as she hooked her fingertips under the exposed bralette. In one smooth motion, she flipped it up, exposing her breasts. When she started to twist side to side and her tits swayed, I lost the battle and dropped my gaze to her chest.
“Been dying to see these all night, haven’t you?”
My mouth went dry and I licked my lips. She started laughing at what had to be a totally dumb look that had settled on my face. “I um, yeah. I kinda have been.”
She wiggled them one last time, then pulled the bralette back down. It was her turn to drop her gaze and I felt it burn into my crotch. “Oh, I see that had the intended effect.”
Still at a loss, Shannon kept the upper hand and moved to press her body against mine. Her hand rubbed against the bulge in my pants and her mouth moved to my ear. “Give me 5 minutes to call for a ride and say goodnight to my friends then meet me out front.”
Just as quick as she swooped into the men’s room, she swooped out. I was left standing there, dumbfounded and throbbing. I finally snapped to and proceeded to say my goodbyes to the guys I had come with. I grabbed my jacket and almost bowled over the guy at the door as I ran past him.
The coolness of the evening air helped to sober me up as I frantically looked around the parking lot, trying to figure out if she had gotten out here first. She surprised me again when a dark color SUV pulled up and the rear window rolled down. “Let’s go, stud.” There sat Shannon, grinning at me again. I threw the door open and hopped in, briefly throwing a greeting to the driver.
As the SUV pulled away, Shannon pulled me across the seat and crawled into my arms. Her plump red lips mashed against mine and we began a frenzied kiss. Her hands were all up and down my back before one settled over my constrained throbbing cock. I snaked a hand into her jacket and cupped her left breast, squeezing it and thumbing her hard nipple. With a soft moan, she slowed to a more sensual pace of kissing and groping until the vehicle came to a stop outside her townhouse.
No sooner had I taken my hand off her breast, she crawled over my lap, threw open the door and climbed out, dragging me by the hand. “Thanks, babe,” she hollered at the driver as it sped away. I must say, as amazing as her tits were from the front, her ass was from the back. Her stretch pants hugged every delicious curve of her bottom. I hypnotically watched it as she pulled me up the stairs and into her living room.
As soon as the door closed behind us, she pirouetted around and jumped back into my arms. Since she was a few inches shorter than me, I grabbed her ass with one hand and pulled her body up as she wrapped her other leg around mine. It was a hot mess of hands, hair and tongues. She broke the kiss and giggled “How about some wine?”
I nodded in agreement as she untangled herself from my grasp and darted off into the kitchen. “My bedroom is down the hall to the left. Get yourself comfortable.”
There weren’t many lights on in the house, but she had left her bedside lamp on. I was greeted with the sight of a huge four poster bed draped in shadows from the dim bulb. There were no freaky chains or ropes hanging from it, but there was a riding crop dangling off a hook in the center of the ornate headboard.
I took a seat on the end of the bed and kicked off my shoes and socks. Standing again, I unbutton my shirt and was slipping it off when Shannon walked in, holding two glasses and a bottle of wine.
“Please continue,” she purred, standing to the side of the door so the weak light pouring in from the hallway illuminated me. I smiled and unbuttoned my cuffs, letting the shirt slide down my back and onto the floor. “Pants too?” I asked playfully. I saw her bite her lip and nod.
Feeling in control, I made a presentation of unbuckling my belt and opening my pants. I turned away from her as I lowered the zipper and shimmied them down to the floor, stepping out of them as I turned to face her again. My cock was straining against the stretch fabric of my boxer briefs and the head was poking above the waistband. I could see exactly where she was looking.
“Oh my. That does look uncomfortable. You may want to take those off too,” she whispered. If Shannon knew how to stroke a cock as well as she stroked my ego, I was in for a hell of a night.
I hooked the waistband of my briefs with my thumbs and worked them down over my thighs, letting my cock spring loose. As hard as I was, the swollen head pointed directly at her across the room. She squirmed a bit then crossed the room, holding the bottle and glasses out to me. “Pour us some wine, won’t you,” she cooed.
I slide my fingers around the stems of the glasses and set them on the bedside table as she took a few steps back. I did my best to watch where I was pouring the wine, but Shannon wiggling out of her pants made that extremely difficult. It had been obvious earlier in the evening that she wasn’t wearing a thong or panties beneath her stretch pants. She grinned and started to swivel her hips as she turned around, making sure to distract me with her bouncing behind. I fumbled to set the bottle on the end table and leaned back against the mattress to watch her. Glancing at me over her shoulder, she grabbed the bottom of her bralette and tugged it up over her head, having to shake her hair out once it was removed. With her hands cupped over her breasts and nipples, she walked back over to the bed. “Is the wine ready?”
I glanced back quickly as I reached for the glasses, hoping I wouldn’t make a fool of myself and dump them. They clinked together as I scooped them into my hand and turned to offer her one. She took that moment of distraction to release her breast and wrap her small hand around the shaft of my cock. Again, I almost dropped the glasses. Her other hand took a glass from mine and raised it to her lips. Her eyes never left mine as she sipped with one hand and slowly stroked my cock with the other. I lifted the other glass and took a large swig of wine, moving my free hand to her thigh, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin.
With a mouth full of wine and a mischievous look in her eye, Shannon sunk to her knees and sucked the head of my cock between her lips. The coolness of the wine shocked my senses and I inhaled sharply. She giggled as her lips slid down my shaft and I fought the urge to grab a fistful of her hair. The wine, warmed by my body heat, was soon swallowed down her throat.
She sat back, looking up at me as my cock slipped from her mouth. She licked her lips, making sure to get any wine that may have seeped past her suction. “I always enjoy a sweet red at bedtime, don’t you?”
She winked and hopped up on the bed before I could answer, her knees bent and her feet dangling over the edge. She lifted one of her magnificent tits and began to pour the wine over it. I lunged forward, pushing her legs apart as my mouth attempted to capture the wine that was running down her breast. She snatched my glass away and began to pour both glasses down her chest. Frantically, my tongue and lips moved from breast to breast, nipple to nipple in a vain attempt to keep from making a mess. My hands were soaked in wine and I was panting as she laughed and fell back onto the bed. I kept trying to lick up all the wine that had trailed down her stomach and into her neatly trimmed pubic hair. The intoxicating scent of her arousal paired with the wine had my head spinning. I followed the natural progression and soon was slurping the wine from between her pussy lips.
Shannon writhed beneath my ministrations, moaning encouragement. “Fuck my pussy with your tongue. Get every last drop. Don’t stop!”
I had to reach beneath her bucking thighs and hold her tight. My tongue lapped and fucked at her wetness, the taste of the wine long eliminated by the flavors of her juices. I rolled her ass up from the cushion of the mattress and stuck my tongue in her ass, reaming it about to make sure it was clean also.
As she climaxed, she squeezed her legs closed and tried to push my head away. I fought to keep my tongue darting and probing her quivering flesh as she ground herself against my face. I wasn’t sure how long it had been since I took a breath, but nothing could have made me pull me face from between her thighs.
Whens she finally started to come down, I slowed my tongue and started kissing her lips. Her fingers tightened into a fistful of my hair and began dragging me up onto the bed. As I crawled up and over her prone body, she pulled my face down to hers, thrusting her tongue between my lips and hungrily licking her nectar from my mouth. I returning the playful probing as the head of my cock bumped against her swollen pussy lips. “Not yet,” she moaned into my mouth. “Sit up against the headboard.”
I grinned down at her and kicked myself up and over her prone figure, making sure to drag my nails across her nipples. I settled back into the headboard, slightly slouched down with the pillows in my back. Even with my legs stretched out, my cock stood upright and proud. Shannon rolled onto her knees and crawled up my body, kissing first my legs, then thighs, intentionally not kissing my straining cock. She continued higher, dragging her nipples against my chest till her face was level with mine.
She reached over, taking the crop from its hook and pressed it into my hand. “There’s one rule with this crop,” she breathed against my face. “Whomever is on the bottom controls the crop.” She licked her lips again as she began lowering herself back down my body. Pausing she looked up. ”And anything goes with it.”
I curled my fingers around the braided leather handle and hefted it into the air. It was rather heavy and over two feet in length seemed to be longer than what I imagined it should be. As Shannon pushed my legs wider, she turned sideways, so her ass pointed at the side of the bed. Looking up at me and grinning knowingly, she took my cock in her hand and lowered her mouth onto the head.
I couldn’t help but moan out loud as she took inch after inch of my manhood between her lips and down her throat. Her eyes had closed and a look of concentration came over her face as she began to fellate me. Her right hand had worked its way between the sheets and my balls, her fingers cradled and tickled my nuts.
Just as I was feeling a climax building, she squeezed my ball sack tightly and raked her teeth up the underside of my dick. “Oh shit!” I grunted. “What the fuck!”
Shannon simply turned her head a bit and winked at me. I can’t say if it was out of anger or arousal, but I lifted that crop and slapped it across her upturned ass. Shannon purred, her mouth filled with my cock, then bit me again. I knew the game she wanted to play now and began a slow, methodical smacking of her ass cheeks with the crop. She finally retracted her claws and continued to suck and lick my dick like it was her last meal. I felt myself getting close, and tried to let her know. “Fuck, baby. I’m so fucking close.”
Shannon sat up, my cock popping from her mouth but still held in her fist. She twisted her body and crawled back up my chest, her hand guiding the tip of my cock to her pussy. In one swift motion, she lowered her hips, impaling herself on my cock. We groaned audibly as the tightness of her slippery cunt stretched around the thickness of my cock. She held herself still, her pubes pressing against mine. With her forehead pressed against mine, her eyes were closed as she attempted to raise herself up. My hands had moved down to grab handfuls of her round ass cheeks and I felt her body quiver ever so slightly with each inch of flesh that was exposed until she gripped just the head within her folds. Her mouth fell open with a sigh. “Fuck…” I fought the urge to thrust my ass from the bed and fill her cunt with my prick.
Time seemed to stand still as our breathing synced and the world stopped turning. She fought to sit up, grabbing my shoulders with her hands and slowly rocking back on her heels. The light from the bedside lamp faintly illuminated her chest and I watched her every breath enter and leave her lungs. Her nipples and breasts were covered in a sheen of perspiration that glistened. At that moment, I wasn’t sure if an angel or a devil was perched on my laps.
Shannon continued to lean, arching her back and pushing her gorgeous melons prominently forward. I could almost make out a drop of sweat perched on the nipple, clinging precariously to its perch. She reached up, running her fingers through her tousled hair, stringing it out through her fingers. Anticipation built like a ball of lightning in our cloud of passion.
A clap of thunder exploded through my mind as she bottomed herself out on my cock again. This time, instead of pausing, she began slowly riding my length. Her hands played through her hair and I watched enraptured as her body rhythmically moved up and down. Her thrusts were so forceful that I grunted each time she pressed her ass against my testicles. A look of pure, unadulterated ecstasy washed across her face. I could tell she was lost in the passion of our coupling.
My focus dropped to her undulating tits as they bounced with her every movement. I was enchanted and watched as my hands raised up to capture them in my grasp. I groped and fondled their firmness, filling my hands.
Shannon’s movements shifted from an up and down motion to a grind and rotate, rubbing my swollen cock head against her g-spot. She cupped her mound and began teasing her clit with her fingertips and moaning louder. I felt my own climax fast approaching and lifted my ass off the bed to embed my cock deeper in her steaming wetness. I pinched and pulled on her nipples, and her head laid back, a lustful moan filled the room. “Oh god.”
She fell forward, her mouth watering breasts pressed into my chest, She ground her hips against mine, causing her clit to rub across my pubic bone, her hot breath on my neck. “I need you to fuck me like the lecherous sex fiend I know you are. I need this big fat cock of yours pounding at my cunt from behind until I can’t take any more.” She bit my neck, then hastily rolled off me.
I moved to my side and shifted away from the middle of the bed as she assumed a kneeling position, ass in the air and her face in a pillow. I didn’t need another invitation. I moved behind her and paused to admire her fleshy ass. Such beautiful globes of muscle with just a touch of extra. I slapped one of them hard which elicited a playful squeak from her. Crawling closer, I grabbed my cock and began rubbing the tip up and down her slit, making sure to bump it over her clit. She wiggled and purred, turning her head and looking back over her shoulder. “Fuck me, you prick.”
I grinned at her brazenly and continued teasing her. Eying the crop discarded on the mattress, I scooped it up and tossed it up onto the pillows. “Here, maybe this will help?”
She eyed me before grabbing the crop and placing it in her mouth, biting down on the shaft where it projected out to each side of her face. She whipped her hair around a few times, pushed herself up onto her hands and grunted at me through the crop. No man alive could resist the captivating gift she was offering.
My playfulness immediately changed to unbridled lust and got to my feet. Straddling her thighs, I crouched down and angled the head of my cock between the swollen folds of her pussy. Leaning forward, I grabbed hold of the crop in each hand and drove my ass forward, driving my throbbing dick balls deep into that buxom beauty. Shannon threw her head back in surprise and I took the initiative to hold her that way as I fucked her with long deep strokes. I looked down upon my sweat covered filly as I rode her hard. I watched as her ass rippled and her tits swung freely. She fought at the crop, but the pressure I was holding on it kept it wedged firmly in her mouth. As my balls kept slapping at her meaty thighs, her orgasm took off and she started fucking me back.
I released the crop with my left hand as my right tore it from her mouth. She gasped in pain and I grabbed a fistful of her long curly mane in my hand. Using that to pull back on her head, I started to whip her ass with the crop, urging her forward. She howled in pain, but didn’t stop bucking against my assault.
Her arms were shaking bad as she fought to hold herself upright. I felt her pussy beginning to squeeze around my cock and knew this ride wouldn’t last much longer. I wasn’t sure if she was on the pill, but at that moment I didn’t care if I bred this curvy lil mare or not.
With a final swing of the crop, I drove my cock as deep as I could and let loose with a wad of cum. She hissed a yes through clenched teeth as her orgasm crested and came crashing down around her. My cock kept pulsing and was milked by Shannon’s tight pussy muscles. I came so hard my toes had curled and it was beginning to hurt.
With my balls empty and her pussy filled, I collapsed on the bed beside her. She had rolled her ass away from me and we laid there looking at each other, our panting slowed. I reached out to playfully run my fingertips across her exposed breast. She reached down and wrapped her hand around my gooey cock, tugging and pulling at it.
“When can we go again?”
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