Kelly was planning a work return to my city in two weeks. She asked me if I’d be available to grab dinner and, if so, what night(s) I’d be available. My cock stiffened at the thought of a dinner across the table from this mysterious and clearly-oversexed, foreign woman. I offered up Wednesday. Kelly had other ideas. She suggested that we aim for Saturday evening. We could meet for a drink and go from there. The next two weeks were filled with anticipation as my head filled with thoughts of what might potentially happen with Kelly. Despite her overt sexual comments, I still worried that I might be misreading her or that perhaps her husband only allowed her to play with other women. I passed the days lubing up my cock and daydreaming of Kelly partaking in NSP and whatever events were about to come my way.
When the Saturday we were to meet finally arrived, I arranged to meet Kelly at a bar I knew relative to close to her hotel. The bar was very nice but also part of a hotel and there quiet with few people there on the weekend. When I walked in Kelly was already seated. She looked great, though quite casual. She wore form-fitting jeans and a red top which went extremely well w/ her red-tinted lips. I ordered us two bourbons- a drink a love and drink she’d never tried but we’d spoken about many times. As we sipped our drinks we chatted about life and her travels and enjoyed many laughs. The looks she gave me while sipping her drink – her eyes wafting up to meet mine, the purse of her lips – killed me. We killed a second drink and decided to head out to get sushi. “Sushi” – I should mention – was Kelly’s favorite term to use when referencing the cunninlingus she loved to perform on her friend.
While at sushi we had many more drinks, including sake, and some of the city’s most phenomenal sushi. The restaurant is quite fancy and Japanese in style so it was quiet. But we were getting drunk and were being quite loud. I could tell the waitstaff was becoming a tad irritated w/ us. As the drinks went down the conversation quickly went south quickly. Kelly said something along the lines of “you know when I tell you about the weather and how wet it is down under?” I said, “yes” and could feel my cock begin to stir. “Well I’m not talking about the weather. I’m talking about my pussy.” As she looked at me I could literally feel my cock drooling precum down the side of my boxers. “Shall we head to get a drink,” I asked. “I think that’s a very good idea, boy” Kelly replied.
When we stepped out on the street I knew the rubicon had been passed. Kelly took my arm as we walked and pulled me close. We stumbled down the street and came to a crosswalk before our mouths met for a kiss. It was a full on kiss with lips and tongues passionately engaged. When the crosswalk turned we stopped and walked across the street to an Irish pub. Already fairly inebriated we ordered two more bourbons. At this point we were in our own world- oblivious to those around us and completely engaged in our drunken banter. The conversation was sexual. Very sexual. Kelly relayed the story of the first time she ate her friend’s pussy. They were long time friends – went to university together- and often went out for drinks together on the weekend. On one particular evening Kelly pulled Michelle in a bathroom and ripped her pants off and made her cum three times with her tongue before meeting her none-the-wiser friends back at the bar. Since then she and Michelle had been sleeping together regularly every few weeks.
Kelly looked at me with a slight grin. She asked if her story had made me hard. “Yes,” I replied. “Good,” she said. “Because my pussy is fucking dripping. I can feel my lips sliding around under my panties.” I was in awe with the filth coming from this woman’s mouth. “Really?!” I said. Instead of replying Kelly locked eyes with me and stuck her hand down her pants and without missing a beat she brought her finger to my face and rubbed her wetness across my check. I could barely hold myself together and my raging hard cock in my pants. I looked up and the bartender was just staring at us smiling and shaking his head in disbelief. I asked for the check and we hightailed it out of there.
As we stumbled through the streets I asked Kelly where her hotel was. I’m between breaths while making out she mumbled, “two blocks north.” We continued to practically roll up the sidewalk until we reached her hotel. It was nearly 1:30am at this point; we’d been drinking since 7:30 and I had to piss. When we got to her room I v-lined for the bathroom.
I was so drunk I didn’t bother to close the door. It was a long piss. I could hear Kelly outside in the room moving about. When I was finished I turned around and Kelly was standing in front of me. She was in a matching black bra and panties. Without saying a word and before I could zip up my pants she dropped to her knees and began sucking my cock. She was a fucking pro. I watched her work her hand up and down my shaft as she took my entire length in my mouth. I remember distinctly chuckling to myself as I watch her sucking my cock and noticing her fake eyebrows! “Ha- fake eyebrows?” I thought. She took my cock out her mouth and looked up at me, opened her mouth and and began slapping my cock against her tongue with her eyes looking up at me. “You like that?” She said. “Uh, fuck yes,” I replied. This went on for a bit before I pushed her out into her room and on to her bed.
I began ripping off her clothes. As I slide her panties off her legs she said, “It’s that time of the month, my friend. I’ve got a tampon shoved up my cunt but you can play with it all you want.” I couldn’t believe how filthy this woman’s language was. It turned me the fuck on but it was not something with which I was familiar or expected from her. She lay down on her back and took my cock in her month. I reached down and spread her legs. Her pussy was shaved bare. Despite the tampon, she was soaking wet and my finger slide in easily. I noticed there was no blood whatsoever and I wondered if the tampon was a ploy because she didn’t want to end up fucking. My thought was interrupted by her Australian accent, “I like it rough.” I’m a quick learner so I took the initiative and used my open palm – that was soaking wet from her pussy – to begin smacking her pussy. “Ugh,” she said. I smacked harder and harder. “Don’t stop.” I continued smacking her dripping wet pussy as she sucked my cock. With every contact my palm made I could feel her body shake. Every third smack or so I would work a finger or two inside of her. She spoke again, “strangle me while you’ve got your fingers in my cunt.” “What?!” I replied. “You heard me,” she said. I must admit that I’d never strangled anyone – I generally abhor violence against others – and the thought of doing so made me uncomfortable. As I dithered she said, “get on with it.” I kept my right hand and two fingers working side her pussy as I took my left hand to her throat. “Harder,” she said as I applied more pressure. Within seconds she was screaming and her body was shuddering as she came all over my fingers.
She rolled on top of me and placed her pussy lips on top of my cock. “I’m going to give you a good slide,” Kelly said. With that she looked down at me and began working herself back and forth on my cock. I could literally feel her dripping wet pussy lips sliding up and down my cock. It was at this moment I looked up and realized Kelly had fake tits. I remember thinking again to myself, “my god- who is this fake eyelash wearing, fake tit endowed, filthy-mouthed, pussy eating woman?!” It was an experience right out of a porn movie. Before long I knew I was going to cum and I let me know.
Kelly rolled off me of and off of the bed and on to the floor on her knees. She began sucking cock while working her hand up and down my shaft. “Cum on my face,” she said. I couldn’t hold back after hearing those words- my cock throbbed ropes of hot cum all over her face. I destroyed her eye and noticed poor Kelly’s fake lashes holding on by a thread. With her face plastered – that was the first facial I every gave anyone!! – she worked herself into the bathroom to clean up. It was nearly 3am and I had to get home. I told her as much and we had one parting kiss before I dressed and walked out of the door.
To be continued if there is enough interest!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fzjd95/my_m36_rendezvous_with_a_work_colleague_f43_part_2
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