In reality it was something she always kind of expected. Or wanted? Something in the back of her mind. But when the day finally came it was more than a shock. And now the memory consumes her. Her subconscious won’t stop replaying it, and her body won’t stop begging for it.
She was working from home, alone, and not expecting company. Comfortable, wearing just tights and a loose hoodie, no bra was necessary today.
The knock at the door startled her. A neighbour? A delivery?
They had history, but it was a tame and ancient history. They’d recently been chatting, and the spark was still there, but she hadn’t expected fire.
She got up from her desk and opened the door. The surprise on her face was visible when she saw him, but she raised her arms for a welcoming hug. He returned the hug, and leaned in close to her ear. “Safety lights”, he whispered, “yellow for slow, red, stop”.
Then he pressed her body through the doorframe and closed it behind them. The pressure was light, but she didn’t resist. Even she didn’t know if that was because of surprise or desire.
He used his right hand to hold her against the wall and began to kiss her. His left hand slipped under the hoodie and grazed her skin.
“No bra, interesting” he said softly, as he moved his mouth to her jaw, then her neck.
She still hadn’t said a word, but when his lips touched her neck her body forced out a gasp.
He held her body tighter and kept teasing her skin with his lips. Her neck, then lower, her collarbone, the top of her chest, then he lifted off her hoodie.
Her chest was completely exposed, and what he saw was every part as perfect as he had imagined. Her breasts were immaculate. Large Bs, her nipples were pink and perfectly shaped. His left hand slightly grazed them as he began to kiss her lips again.
“Harder” she gasped, “they’re not very sensitive.”
His graze became a squeeze, a pinch, the pressure increasing in line with her pleasure.
“Ohhh” she moaned, “yes, that’s it!”
He carried on kissing her, touching, torturing her tits.
“Fuck you’re getting me wet!” she softly let out, “fuckkkkkkk”.
His right arm moved. No longer holding her against the wall, he ran his fingers through her dark blonde hair and held the back of her head.
Without a word she pulled away from the kiss and began to lower. On her knees she started undoing his pants.
His cock was already erect. It was circumcised, straight, and pointed upward. She licked it from the base, then slid it into her mouth.
“Wow” he breathlessly sputtered. He enjoyed it for a moment, then caught himself. “No, stop, yellow! I want to taste you first”.
He took her hand and led her to the couch. As she lay on her back he lifted her ass and pulled off her tights. She wasn’t lying about being wet.
He wrapped his arms around her thighs and began kissing inside of the left. “Please!” she screamed, but he just moved his face over her pussy and started kissing the right. It was so close, so sensitive, that she felt his breath on her as he passed over it.
A few more seconds of kissing was all she could take. She reached down and with some force grabbed his head. She buried it into her pussy, and he got his taste.
She tasted sweet, fresh, perfect, as he began to worship her lips. He started licking them, but quickly took them into his mouth and sucked on them. The taste of her beautiful pussy engulfed him. He began licking her clit as he toyed with her lips and she just held him tighter.
The rhythmic working of her pussy filled her with a beautiful agony, and she didn’t dare try to keep it quiet. The sounds forcing themselves out of her body drove him crazier by the second. He could hardly catch a breath between her legs now, but he didn’t care. The taste of her body, the sounds she was making, it was perfection.
She screamed louder than before, then let out a relieved sigh and loosened her grip on his head. “Oh my god, ahhhhh, yessss” she tried to say, but he knew the light was still green.
“I’m not stopping at one” he said, then pulled her thighs closer and continued worshipping her now throbbing pussy.
“Fuckkkkkkk” was all she could say as she released her body to him and tried to catch her breath between rippling pleasure induced moans.
Her second orgasm was better than the first. Lighting shot from her clit to all parts of her body as he used his mouth, his lips on hers, his tongue on her clit, his arms wrapped around her thighs.
Licking.
Licking.
Sucking.
Sucking.
This time he let her catch her breath.
“Yellow” she said slyly, “now do the same to me”.
She quickly helped him undress completely. They were now both naked, and hadn’t yet moved barely a few steps from the front door where this had all began.
She resumed her position on her knees and looked up at him, locking eyes. “I mean it, I want this rough. I want you to make sure I can’t speak, I’ll raise my hand as the safe word if I need to. But I don’t think I’ll need to.”
Then she winked, and took his cock into her mouth.
She started slowly, then looked up and locked eyes with him again. He knew what this meant.
He took his right hand and again ran it through her hair, taking a firm hold of the back of her head. He held her still and began thrusting into her mouth.
In the past she had jokingly mentioned having no gag reflex, and he quickly decided he was going to test that. He stopped holding her still and began pulling her head towards him as he thrust into her.
Faster, in and out and in and out, he could feel her throat, and her throat could feel his cock. Her arms began to raise and he wondered if it was too much, but she placed her hands on his ass and just pulled him deeper into her.
“Heh” he muttered, “you like a good face fucking, do you?”
She did her best to nod, as he thrust his throbbing cock harder into her now messy face. Tears had started to force themselves from her eyes, but her arms still hadn’t raised.
“Fuck this feels good” he moaned, “you’re so fucking good at this. But yellow, I want to fuck your pussy too.” He let go of her head and took his dick from her throat, the evidence of what had just happened dripping from it.
She laughed, “I was hoping you’d say that”.
“Go to my room, it’s the second door on the left” she instructed him as she walked towards the bathroom to wipe her face.
A minute later she walked in and saw his naked body sitting on the side of the bed. He was taken aback seeing her perfect body come through the doorframe, smiling, her face showing no evidence of the punishment it had just received.
She slowing walked towards him, a sly grin on her face. “You want my pussy, huh?”. She pressed her hands on his shoulders and threw him back onto the bed. “Well I guess you’re about to get it!”
He swung his legs over and lay flat in the middle of her bed. She straddled over him and he found another angle of her incredible tits. He reached up to touch one as he felt the warm wetness of her pussy take over his cock.
“My turn” she winked, then pressed her arms back on his shoulders, pinning him to the bed and framing her breasts.
She held him down with her arms and began bouncing with her hips.
“Fuck, yes, fuck” he tried to gather himself.
Her breasts, held between her arms, were mesmerising. He grabbed one in his left hand and squeezed. “Harder, remember, not sensitive” she guided, and he started to pinch her nipples.
“Ohhhh yes” she commended, as she continued to bounce on his cock.
He started thrusting into her as she rode him, and her moans turned into screams. Their bodies working in perfect sync, she got louder and louder until she had almost lost her breath.
In.
Out.
Deeper.
She let out a final, long, piecing moan and he exploded into her. Her pussy pulsed as he came inside of it and they both finished together. He felt her pussy tighten on him, then she collapsed on top of his body.
They both laid there, trying to catch their breaths and take in what had just happened. He held her tenderly and stroked her back for a second, then she kissed him.
“Wow” they both breathlessly muttered. They both knew how long they’d been privately dreaming of something like this.
Then she laughed. “I’m supposed to be at work you know!” He held her tight for another second, then giggled himself, “I better let you get to it then”.