The Seduction of Miss Em [MF] [Long]

This story happened a very long time ago, but I still think of it almost every night. It was that hot.

I guess the story really started at work. I was teaching in a private school downtown. A few years after I started there, Em (not her real name) was hired as an administrative assistant in the academic department.

To paint a pretty picture, she was a petite blonde French girl with shoulder length hair. A perfect lean body with a shapely waist & ass combo. Breasts that were neither too big nor too small. And a pretty face with a killer smile and always a sparkle in her eye. Her funky eyeglasses made her look stylish and fun, perfect for a twentysomething office professional.

Did I mention how hot she was? Trust me. Everyone in the building knew who she was.

Every day I would go to the office after class to hand in my attendance sheets. I looked forward to seeing her each time, hoping she would be the one who would serve me at the counter. She often did. And sometimes I would leave her company thinking I must have come off as a blubbering idiot, even though I tried very hard to remain professional in her presence.

This was all a rather inconvenient problem for me. You see, I was married. With a second child on the way no less. But damn she was so cute. I couldn’t not see her on a daily basis. And no matter how hard I tried to keep my composure around her, I sure felt like an idiot with the word “horny” stamped on my forehead while I was walking around the seventh floor offices.

I never cheated on my wife. We moved to the suburbs in search of a back yard for the kids and a driveway for easy parking. Changes in the economy forced me to find another job, and Em had to do so as well. We were nothing but two work acquaintances that went their separate ways. As you do.

Fast forward about four years. The stress of having bought a house just before the economy tanked and having lost most of my work hours had taken a toll on me. I was juggling two jobs.

Bottom line: my seven year marriage was heading for divorce like Bon Scott on the Highway to Hell.

I moved out. Got an apartment near my new job, in a quiet little college town/borough on the outskirts of the city. In the back of my mind, I knew Em was somewhere near my neck of the woods. But we hadn’t had any contact in years. She was still just a fantasy girl. Someone I once knew.

Once I got settled in the new place and adopted a new routine with the kids I had a matter to settle with myself. I needed to get back into my former groove. Find the mojo that I had lost during the last years of my marriage. Basically I needed to get laid. Well and often. I had no plan, just desire.

I had never done any online dating. It wasn’t a thing before my relationship started (I told you this was a long time ago!). So I was curious. I made a profile and went window shopping.

It didn’t take long before I struck up a few conversations that ultimately went nowhere. I kept on browsing. And then one day, maybe in the second week I was online, I found her. To my astonishment Em was on the same site as I was. Last I had heard she was in a serious relationship too. Things were definitely aligning in my favour.

I sent her a message. She replied quickly. We started exchanging lots of messages over the course of a few days to a week or so. It was effortless because we already knew each other. We didn’t need to build trust like internet strangers do.

In the four years since I had seen her, she had gotten into a relationship, gotten pregnant, gotten out of the relationship (having to deal with lawyers was a conversation topic for us) and had the baby just a few months earlier.

She was in fact still nursing, so finding time for a date wasn’t exactly simple.

This happened to be in February, which is very cold and snowy where we live. Because her time was limited plus the fact we knew each other already, it was decided she would come over to my place early afternoon and we would catch up and possibly watch a movie. In other words, we skipped going to a bar and went straight to cocooning.

Now remember that I hadn’t dated in about a decade. My self-esteem was in tatters after the divorce. And my fantasy girl was coming over. So I cleaned up my place and myself. Smoked a joint to soothe my nerves and awaited the arrival of Miss Em.

The Good Part

She arrived as planned. We sat on the most comfortable couch I’ve ever had and known. Better than a bed. We chatted for a long time just catching up. Then I started the movie. She curled up at the left end of the couch, with her feet up. I sat just next to her feet.

After a few minutes, I reached out and touched her foot. She looked up at me but didn’t say anything. I started slowly stroking the little gap of skin in between her pants and sock. Just brushing every so slightly while we watched the tv.

Seeing as there was no resistance, I grew bolder. The slight brushing gave way to a more full touch. More time passed. The touch became a massage. I kneaded her foot. Then massaged her leg, slowly growing deeper, stronger and more deliberate as time passed.

I really have no idea how long this phase of the seduction lasted. I was stoned, and I was treading very lightly. I had no idea if she was that into me. Was it a social visit or a date? I wasn’t really sure. But she was my fantasy girl and here she was alone in my apartment. And we were both single.

I went for it.

My hands crept up her leg. Massaging, yes, but really making love with my hands. Touching, feeling, connecting. Foreplay as sensual as I could make it.

Eventually, I got as far as arm’s length and I had to make a move. I moved up to her end of the couch behind her and spooned her, with one arm over her waist and my other hand holding up my head. Still nothing was said.

I pulled her against me, trying to meld our bodies so there were no gaps left between us. I ran my nose through her hair, revealing her ear. I kissed it softly. Nibbled the edge. Followed the delicate edge with the tip of my tongue.

My left hand was exploring her the texture of her thigh, the loose fabric of her blouse. Gentle touches. Slow deep pulls forcing her body against mine. Strokes on her arms, reaching my fingers down to intertwine them with her fingers. Squeezing her hand before riding the top of her arm back towards her shoulder.

I pulled down on her blouse, revealing a bit more neck. But not enough. My hand crossed over her breast and undid the top buttons. Silence.

I pulled her blouse back and feasted on her neck and shoulder. Giving them kisses and burying my face into those beautiful curves so she could feel my hot breath warming her, drawing her into the moment, releasing the spark that would soon ignite into full blown lust.

My hand made it’s way to her waist. I undid the button of her jeans and pulled the zip down as far as I could considering the awkward angle we were in. I stroked the perfect skin of her stomach, running over the waistband of her panties, up to her breasts, stroking them, cupping them through her bra.

I kissed her neck, down to her shoulder, and down the front onto her chest. I played with her bra, pulling it aside to reveal her perfect nipple. Pink and perfectly shaped with a well defined small areola. Right out of a magazine. I kissed as far down towards it as I could, but I couldn’t reach it yet. The stage was set. It was just a matter of time.

I brought my hand down to her panties and slid my fingertips underneath the waistband, pushing it down a bit. I felt the coarse texture of her pubic hair. There wasn’t much if it, and it was trimmed short. I could see the light brown color of her landing strip. I tried to push my fingers down towards her lips, but her tight jeans were in the way. It was time to kick things into a higher gear.

I hopped off the couch, kneeling on the carpeted floor and pulled her into an upright position. I kissed her neck again as I pushed both my hands hard against her thighs pulling them slowly over her legs until I slid my fingers into her socks and pulled them off.

I continued running my hands all over her legs and as far up her body as I could reach, still making love to her with the sense of touch. I brought both my hands to her waist and latched onto her jeans. I started pulling. She lifted her ass off the couch so I could take off her pants. But I made sure to leave her panties on. I wasn’t done teasing her yet.

She had the most beautiful legs I had ever seen. Long and thin. Perfectly shaped as if drawn by a master illustrator. Hollywood legs wouldn’t have been any more beautiful.

I spread her legs and dove my face into her crotch. I pushed my face into the thin cotton veil that hid her pussy. I inhaled her scent deeply. I rubbed my nose against her clit then gnawed on her mound through the fabric.

I kissed her inner thighs on both sides. I raised her right leg and started kissing it all the way down towards her foot. I followed the perfect shape towards the tip and kissed her toes. I took her big toe into my mouth and sucked it like I wanted her to soon be sucking my cock.

I made my way to her other foot, kissed it all over and then made my way up her inner leg and thigh until I was back at her panties again.

I spread her legs a bit wider and slowly licked the narrow line that separated her thigh from her crotch. Then the same on the other side. Back down towards her inner thighs. I was in heaven kissing every square inch of her skin I could find. It seemed to last for hours and I wanted it to never end.

I hooked my finger in her panties and pulled it aside towards the left, giving me my first glimpse of her pussy. Like the rest of her it was picture perfect. Pink lips slightly protruding from her perfectly symmetrical and hairless crotch with her narrow rectangular landing strip decorating her mound like a short access road to her clit. I gave her pussy a deep slow hard lick from the bottom to the top, finishing it up with a flick of my tongue on her clit.

Then I brought my hands back up the outside of her legs towards her waist, sliding my hands inside her panties over her hips. Once again she raised her hips and let me pull them off.

She was now naked from the waist down. I looked at the marvellous body that was before me. Was this even possible? Was this real? Was I hallucinating all of this? How could she have a body this perfect when she gave birth just three months before? I was breathless.

I dove back into her pussy and started eating her out for real. No more panties. No more teasing. Foreplay was now over. I was giving her everything I had.

This flipped a switch in her. From the purely passive participant she had been so far, she now decided to let loose. She pulled her blouse over her head, undid her hair bun, shaked her hair loose and with a smooth quick gesture reached behind her, unclipped her bra and tossed it aside.

Then, in a move I can still see clearly in my mind sixteen years later, she reached down and pinched both her nipples—hard.

As I continued eating her out, I pushed her legs up until her knees were close to her shoulders and her ass lifted off the couch a bit. My tongue went down and licked her asshole in a signal that nothing was out of bounds.

I brought up my right hand and started fingering her pussy as I flicked her clit with my tongue.

– Yes! Yes, with two fingers! she begged.

I continued eating her clit while fucking her with my two fingers, going in and out of her soaking wet pussy at different angles in a circular motion. Her hands alternated between playing with her tits and grabbing my head.

After a few minutes she said: Do you have a bed?

I immediately stopped everything and stood up. I looked at this nude goddess in my living room who just asked me to bring her to my bedroom and I did the only thing that made sense. I picked up the petite waif in my arms and floated her into the bedroom as if she were a rag doll.

At first I held her in my arms like a groom holds his bride. But I didn’t want to knock her head against the hallway wall or door frame, so I flung her over my shoulder with her ass next to my ear.

Once in the bedroom I gently laid her down on the bed. She got on all fours and pointed her ass towards me. I stood next to her getting undressed—I was still fully clothed. As I took off my clothes all I could see was this perfect ass pointed up in the air. A tight little asshole and pink pussy framed by a magnificent body that tapered off towards her head in one direction and towards her feet in the other. I still couldn’t believe this was really happening.

I knelt down behind her and pushed my face in between her butt cheeks and ate out her ass for a brief moment to let her know round two had just started.

We rolled around on the bed kissing, our hands exploring, our mouths open to whatever came within reach. We were wet with saliva, precum and pussy juice. The aroma of sex filled the air and we were just getting started.

At one point I was on my back with her on top, sitting on my stomach. I pulled her up my body until her cunt was smothered against my face. She rode my face for a minute thinking that was the end-game. But I had something else in mind.

I pulled my legs up and laid them flat against her back, with my feet just over her shoulders. Then I pushed her backwards so that her weight went from being kneeling on her knees over me to laying on her back on my legs. As if my legs were the back of a recliner.

It took her a few seconds to get the gist of the new position, but once she let her full weight go onto my legs her own legs were free. She raised them up slightly with her feet next to my head. I put my arms down by my chest and grabbed her ass, cradling her butt in my hands. At this point has was effectively suspended in midair over me, without any part of her body supporting her weight.

In this mid-air position she had her ass and pussy right in my face and I ate her out again like my life depended on it. In a moment of suspended animation, she let go. Her arms fell outwards, her head cradled by my feet, her body suspended in midair. Her cunt alight with pleasure.

We switched positions after a few minutes. I stayed on my back. She scurried on all fours down to the bottom of the Queen sized mattress. She grabbed hold of my cock and slowly ran her tongue over the tip. Tasting the salty precum that she had summoned from deep inside me.

She ran her teeth down the side of my cock to the base, and dragged her tongue against it on the way up a few times. Tilting her head and brushing her hair behind her ear to get it out of the way.

She squeezed my cock hard, making my hard-on ache and get even harder than it already was, aiming the tip towards her mouth and dove down on me. Her lips went down to the base as she took me entire cock in her mouth. She deepthroated me like that for a few minutes, driving me absolutely wild. My hands grabbed at the sheets as I clenched my fists every time a different sensation kicked the moment a notch higher than before.

I couldn’t stand her being so far away from me at the foot of the bed. I made her turn around and straddle me and we started a long steamy 69 session. She sucked my dick and licked my balls while I ate out, sucked or nibbled at anything my mouth could reach.

The inside of her thighs were toned lean marvels. I ran my tongue along the line where her thigh and butt met. Followed it around the outer edge of her pussy. Up the inside of her butt cheeks, across the taint, around her tight pink asshole.

I buried my face in her pussy so that my nose lined up against her clit. Tilting my head inward, I applied pressure across her entire crotch area with forehead and started flicking her clit with my nose. I grabbed her hips with both hands to hold her in place as I jilled her off with my face and head. Her hips swung up and down as she rode my face hard, pushing her body against me.

My hands ran from her hips to her ass, down her thighs, across her tummy to her tits. I pinched her nipples like I saw her pinch them herself earlier. Then back to her hips to make sure we didn’t lose contact.

After a few more minutes of intense 69ing she came back up for air and asked if I had a condom. I took one out of the little wooden box by the bed and slipped it on.

I was still on my back. She grabbed my cock and placed herself in a 3/4 position above me. Not quite straight forward cowgirl, but turned partially towards my right. She lowered herself onto me and started riding me hard. She was going for it with all she had. No holds barred.

She bounced up and down my cock like a woman possessed. Her young full breasts bounced up and down without any sag even though they were full of milk. Her perky little nipples pointing up and out as if she was still a teenager. When her hair bounced across her face she shook her head, tilting it back so that with each thrust she revealed another a glimpse of her face, a new angle, a new expression of herself lost in lust. Immersed in the abandonment of her inhibitions.

She shifted her position with her right leg partially raised. I had an eagle-eye view of her pussy with my dick plunging deep into it. I could see the shape of her lips and mound get flattened every time her pelvis smashed into mine. The slushy wet sounds we made as we slapped our skin together over and over again, completely covered in her juices all over her thighs and crotch and my stomach and junk.

She went up and down my shaft almost to the point of my popping out each time. So I started lifting my hips to meet each of her downward thrusts. The slapping sounds got louder and harsher. Her flesh bounced higher. Her tits gravitated up, moving away from her ribcage before crashing back down again. I held on to her ass and thigh. Lifting her ass with my left hand as she flew back upwards again. Giving her some help to physically sustain the crazy rhythm of our fucking.

She pumped me in that position for what seemed like forever. The image of her perfect body profiled against the bedroom window drawing the cum from my balls is a sight I can still see as if it happened yesterday.

Eventually I felt my orgasm build, the fluids slowly but strongly creeping up my cock. I kept lifting my hips to meet her incoming body. I gave her a heads up: “I’m gonna cum…”.

She reached down in between her legs and gave a few strokes across her clit. I arched my back and pushed my dick as far up deep inside her as I could as my orgasm peaked and I blew my load. At the same time she tossed her head back and shuddered. Her delicate body shaking with intense pleasure, collapsing on top of me as all the strength drained from her now wobbly legs.

I pivoted slightly, letting her lay on her back next to me. I rubbed my hand all over her body. Spreading her juices all over us so she could air dry. I kissed her stomach. Played with her navel ring before I brought my mouth to her breasts while my hand was back exploring in between her thighs.

I licked the breast closest to me. Made her nipple wet and then blew on it. The skin tightened a bit but her nipple was already well at attention. I played with her nipple with my tongue. Flicking it gently. Running my lips over it. Biting it ever so gently. Then I started sucking it slowly and very softly.

The combined hand massaging her pussy and my lips to her sensitive mother’s nipples made her moan. This turned the heat back on, so I started playing slightly harder. My left hand crushed her clit in between my palm and her pubic bone as I rubbed the whole of her pussy at once.

And I sucked on her tit harder. The sweet milk started flowing into my mouth. I swallowed it greedily. My hand travelled to her other breast, pinching the nipple and getting it ready for it’s turn. I sucked and kissed her breast, the flats of her sternum and up the other boob. I suckled at her right breast until her milk flowed again.

I got on top of her, my hands holding her hands above her head as I picked one breast to feed upon. I sucked it slowly and passionately letting her feel my intensity all the while getting high off the realization that I was drinking from her.

I had tasted breast milk before when my ex gave birth. But this was special. It was the ultimate sexual turn on. Not only was I making love to my fantasy girl, but I was feasting upon her milk which was totally unexpected, and incredibly erotic. I also felt like I was lucky that fate had put me there instead of her baby’s Dad who would normally be the one grown up that would get a chance to taste this.

I sucked her breast for a few minutes until she reminded me that I needed to leave some for her daughter whose time would be coming up soon.

She checked the alarm clock and realized time was running out. She asked to take a quick shower to freshen herself up before leaving. We kissed by the door and off she went.

She called me the next day. “What… what was… that?” she asked.

I thought of my answer. “That, was a fantasy come true.” I replied. She liked that.

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