“Do you think of me when we’re not together?” I whispered.
“Oh, often,” she whispered back with her lips close to my ear, “very often.”
And as I felt the warm breath upon my cheek, a sudden wicked feeling came over me…a desire to corrupt her further.
“What do you think about?” I asked.
“I think about the things we do together. The things you do to me,” she sighed.
“Well, what do you do about it?” I queried further, “When you think of the things we do, how do you relieve yourself?”
She immediately knew where I was going with my line of questioning. She stood from my lap and stepped before me, where I sat on the leather chair. Her hands moved lightly along the buttons of her semi-sheer pink blouse. She slowly unbuttoned each, her eyes gazing directly into mine. Her eyes were the color of a turquoise sea on a sunny day in summer; sparkling water beneath searing sunshine. But behind them, something darker appeared…more intense than lust or desire…something primal.
Her fingers worked deftly down past the last button at her neckline, and her blouse opened slightly to reveal an enticing hint of her flesh and the pink lace of her bra underneath. My heart beat faster inside my chest like a hummingbird’s wings flapping rapidly against its rib cage. This girl knew how to perform for me and enjoyed my little games.
“Slip your left hand inside your blouse and gently cup your right breast. Massage your breast slowly for me.” I instructed.
She let out a small sigh as she complied with my direction.
“Now, slip the bra cup down off your breast. Take your thumb and forefinger and pinch your nipple. See how hard it gets?”
I watched intently, waiting eagerly to see what effect I would have on her. Her mouth opened ever so slightly as if to answer that question, and a quiet moan escaped her lips. A tiny smile formed on her face while she did this act.
“Mmm…my nipple is so sensitive,” she whispered, “When I do this, I can feel a tingle all the way down…” She swayed her hips slightly, rubbing her thighs together in a slow exotic dance to her own music. I watched her nipple grow larger and harder as she continued to manipulate it. The sight of it made me hotter than hell itself.
“That’s good,” I praised, “Tell me how you feel while you do this.”
She pouted her lower lip and nodded slowly. “It feels so good…this makes my nipples ache for you to play with them…the way you take them into your mouth…”
My cock hardened instantly inside my jeans; the blood rushed through my body at the thought of it; my breath was coming faster, and a dull throb was building between my legs.
“I want to watch you,” I whispered.
She slowly moved to the bed and laid back, her legs crossed. Her black mini-skirt rode higher on her thighs as she writhed on the covers. She rubbed her thighs together to give her more satisfaction and rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. I could clearly see her thong as her skirt rode higher to her hips. She reached down, slipped her thumbs under the thin material of her thong, and slid them off her legs. She spread her legs wide, providing me an unfettered view of her cunt. She had large, fleshy labia and a pronounced clit, which was pierced with a creamy-pink stud. Her cunt reminded me of a butterfly opening its wings, and I found it very appealing.
“How do you like what you’re seeing?” She asked.
“Very much,” I answered.
“I can feel your eyes on me…I can feel your thoughts…You wish I were naked…You would love to run your fingers through my hair…Your hands would caress my body…Wouldn’t they?”
“Reach down and feel your beautiful pussy.” I whispered.
She let out another small sigh when her fingers touched her swollen lips. She gently ran her fingertips over the delicate skin of her slit and the head of her engorged clitoris.
“I’m very wet,” she breathed softly, “I’m throbbing. Swollen.”
“Slowly slide your finger in.”
She brought a finger close to her entrance, then lowered it, easing it into the warmth of her flesh. She sighed as it penetrated further into her passage. When it was halfway in, she withdrew it and then eased it back into her until she fully inserted a single digit into herself. Her breath had become heavier as if the sensations inside her body had increased tenfold. I watched intently; my heart beating rapidly with excitement, my mind racing with anticipation at how this sexy young woman would react to my next instructions. I loved watching her touch and play with herself. The scent of her sex permeated my nose like a pheromone, drawing me closer and closer to the point of no return.
“That’s right…Stroke yourself for me…Your fingers are getting slick…”
Her hips gyrated and her eyes rolled upward like something had just come over her as she began to hump her finger.
“No, no,” I said. “Don’t finger fuck yourself just yet. Take that finger and slowly rub tiny circles around your clit.”
“Oh God,” she whimpered, “You make me so fucking hot!”
“How does it feel?”
“It feels amazing…so good…but it aches too.”
“Why does it ache?” I asked.
She let out another soft moan as she explained.
“Because of you. Because I ache for you.” She breathed heavily as she spoke. She stared into my eyes while continuing her masturbation.
I love to see her aroused and get inside her head. She needed a man to satisfy her carnal desires more than any fuck-boy could.
“Slip two fingers inside your cunt, now. Why do you ache? Tell me,” I demanded.
She slid her index and middle finger inside her sopping-wet hole and thrust them in and out.
“Because of the things you do to me. And because there’s only one thing left, I crave.” She looked down, seemingly ashamed of what she would reveal to me. “I need you to fill all my holes. I need you fuck…all my holes…to remind me…who owns them…who owns me.” I need you in my mouth,” she continued finger-fucking herself, “my cunt,” her pace quickened, “my ass. Her breathing was heavy, each breath becoming shallower as her orgasm approached.
“I want it from behind…” She grunted through clenched teeth, “…like the time you took me on the staircase…”
“That’s it,” I said with excitement and a smile. “Do it. Fuck yourself like a whore for me.”
The girl didn’t disappoint. In less than a minute, she came hard with a long guttural groan escaping her lips like a horse at the watering trough. Her hand grabbed the sheets tightly as if trying to hold herself together against an invisible force pulling her apart. With every pump of her fingers, her body tensed until finally, she collapsed completely and fell limp into the bed as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body.
“Good. Very good.” I praised. “Do you see how wet and sticky your fingers are? Put them in your mouth and lick them clean.”
She eagerly obeyed my command. She closed her eyes and slurped her fingers between her lips, tasting her own nectar.
“Mmm…tastes like honey, like you always say.” she moaned. “My cunt feels empty, though. Don’t you want to fuck me?”
I leaned back in my chair and stared directly into those deep blue eyes, letting her enjoy the sensations while my cock throbbed painfully inside my pants. My hands moved down to grip the arms of the leather chair. Her gaze held mine captive. The room seemed so quiet.
“Not quite yet,” I replied. “I’ve got more I want to see you do. Now, take off all of your clothes.”
She rose from the bed and began to strip for me. First, she pulled her unbuttoned blouse out of the waistband of her skirt. As she shrugged it off her shoulders, I could see her perfect left breast bulging over the top of the downturned bra cup. The nipple was still distended and very hard. She reached back and unhooked her bra. Then, she brought her hands up to her breasts and shrugged her shoulders slightly to let the bra straps fall down her arms. As her left hand met her left breast, I could see her shudder as if she had received a slight jolt of electricity. Almost involuntarily, she caressed her breast, and her fingers searched her rock-hard nipple. She began panting again as she fondled her bare breast. With her right hand, she drew the bra off her other breast and, pausing momentarily to remove the strap from her left arm, dropped the bra on the floor. Her right hand then cupped her right breast and gently pulled the nipple. Her breathing became even faster as she rubbed her perfectly shaped breasts by the bed. After a moment, she let go of her right breast, and her right hand traveled down her body. Making lazy circles with her fingers, she caressed her rib cage, then down to her flat stomach. She paused at her navel, tracing circles around it, and then her hand continued its descent. As her hand dipped below her waist, she grasped the hem of her mini-skirt and pulled it up. Slowly her bald pussy came into my view. She lowered her hand down to her pussy and rubbed it slowly. A moan escaped from her lips. She stopped her masturbatory revelry, slid her skirt down her legs, and stepped out of it.
“Should I remove my shoes?” she asked. She wore pink stilettos that accentuated her legs nicely.
“No. Leave them on,” I replied in an aroused voice. “Now, come over here.”
I sat forward in my chair as she walked toward me, stopping just short of where I was seated. When she was within a foot of me, I rose to my feet and reached for the top button on my pants. I undid each one until they were all open wide. My cock sprung free and swung wildly in front of her eyes. She stared hungrily at my thick erection and ran the fingers of her right hand through her long blonde hair while watching it. Her left hand cupped her breasts again and rolled her hard nipples between her fingers as if trying to make herself more horny. I took hold of my stiff shaft with one hand and stroked it slowly. As if mesmerized, she watched intently as I moved my hand up and down. Seeing this young, beautiful woman’s wet mouth made me want to blow my load right then and there, but I wanted her begging for more than that…
“Come here,” I commanded her softly.
As she approached me, I placed a gentle hand on each side of her face and guided it down towards her chin and neck. With a sharp intake of breath, our lips met in a slow passionate kiss. Our tongues gently licked and caressed one another’s lips. The kiss lasted several seconds, neither of us wanting to pull away first. As we kissed deeply, she brought the palms of her hands onto my chest and pushed against me. She opened my shirt, revealing my torso and stomach, perspiring slightly from our game and the warm room. I broke the kiss to run my fingers across the flesh of her shoulders and back. Then I slid my hands down her bare spine until I cupped both cheeks of her derriere in each hand. A moan escaped from her throat when I squeezed each cheek firmly.
“That’s nice.”
I could feel her breathing quicken as she tried to control herself before making her next move. I peered into those captivating blue eyes as they remained fixed on mine. I ran my thumb along her lower lip and noticed a drop of moisture clung there briefly before it dripped down and fell upon my exposed cock. She smirked, then tilted her head to look down at my cock, allowing drool to flow freely from her lips onto my blood-engorged shaft. She dropped to a squat, her knees on either side of my legs, my cock in front of her face, as she used the tip of her tongue to lick up the stray drops and then gave me a wink. Her mischievous smile always drove me wild.
“How’s that taste?” I asked.
“Sweet and salty,” she replied, licking the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue.
She bent forward and brought the head of my cock into her mouth for a brief moment and then let it pop free. With one hand holding the base of my cock and the other on the back of her head, I guided my cock back into her mouth while she reached around, her hands grasping my ass. Her lips and tongue danced on the underside of my shaft while she moaned against my cock. She sucked and bobbed on its length with fervor. My cock grew thicker in my hand as it swelled with blood from the erotic stimulation of her mouth.
“That’s right,” I moaned softly as I massaged the top of her head with the palm of my hand. “Suck me.”
Her eyes looked up at me through the haze of lust as she continued to suck me, taking me deeper into her mouth and throat until my pubic hair rested against her nose. She paused to breathe heavily and then let my cock pop free from her mouth momentarily before she continued to bob on the shaft with her lips and tongue.
“I want to fuck you,” I growled.
She pulled off my cock with a popping sound. As she sat back on her heels, she looked me right in the eyes before reaching for the waist of my pants with both hands. She pulled down on my pants enough for me to step out of them. I stood before her naked and erect. She looked into my eyes and took me into her mouth until she was all the way down to the base of my cock, swirling around my balls with her tongue. Her fingers continued to rub at the top of my thighs as she slid my cock into the back of her throat repeatedly. When she pulled my cock out of her mouth for a moment, she let out a moan.
“Get on the bed and show me which hole you want me to fuck.” I commanded.
She immediately climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, raising herself onto her elbows, displaying herself to me with pride, like a trophy hunter displaying his catch. As she moved one leg behind the other in a perfect split-legged pose, I admired her firm derriere for a moment. It was perfect…round, smooth, and proportionate to the rest of her body. As I stood above her, looking down at this beautiful girl, I reached down with my hands and slipped them under her ass cheeks to pull them apart as if opening the door to a treasure chest. Then, I rubbed my hands around each of her cheeks gently. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise as I caressed each cheek lovingly, then moved on to squeeze each buttock with my fingers in a circular motion. I felt a stirring deep within my loins that reminded me of why I had been so aroused in the first place. I knew I would give this woman something special tonight, but I wasn’t sure what form it would take…
She moaned softly as my fingers dug into her flesh and moved in circles around her anus. She started to squirm as she felt me approaching that magical spot with my fingertips. As soon as she began to respond to my touch, I stopped for a moment and turned my attention elsewhere. My fingers slipped around her pussy, then into it. She gasped in surprise but quickly relaxed and spread her legs wider apart. My fingers pushed inside while using my other hand to spread her buttocks apart for entry into that beautiful back door. As soon as the head of my cock touched that special place, I pushed forward with all the might in my body and groaned as my entire length disappeared into that sweet little orifice.
As I began to fuck her ass with long deep thrusts, she let out a deep moan as well. Her hips gyrated against mine as she tried to grind back against my cock in rhythm to my thrusts. She squirmed back and forth against me, moaning softly every time I thrust back inside her tight asshole. Her hands reached back, between her thighs, her fingers finding the entrance to her cunt. She stroked herself as I fucked her ass with long, hard thrusts of my hips. Each time I entered her ass, she pushed back against me in response.
“Oh! That…feels…good,” she said in low, guttural grunts between thrusts of my cock deep into her ass.
This wasn’t my first time fucking this lovely ass. She had an affinity for anal sex, and I knew it usually resulted in a squirting orgasm.
“Oh, God! It’s…so…good…in…my…ass!” her grunts became louder as she continued to finger fuck herself while I fucked her ass with long slow strokes of my hips.
I was getting close, too. The depraved sight of my cock buried in her plump ass, with her animalistic grunts and tight, hot ass squeezing my cock, had made me ready to blow my load soon. I pulled back a little, then plunged it back into her ass and exploded in a torrent of cum that flowed from my balls to shoot deep into her as I continued to fuck her hard.
“Ohhh! Ohhhhh!” she moaned loudly as she bucked back against me hard while I shot rope after rope of jism deep inside her ass, as a powerful, squirting orgasm overtook her.
I continued to fuck her until I had no more cum left in my balls, then collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried in her and my weight crushing her to the mattress. I could feel our sweat mingling and dripping onto the sheets below us as I lay on top of this beautiful girl, completely spent beneath me. I remained on top of her until she thoroughly came down from that powerful orgasmic state. When she did, we just laid there for a moment, our sweaty bodies pressed together and our chests heaving as we caught our breaths.
“No one fucks me like you,” she said in amazement after she regained some composure.
“Well…thank you.” I smiled. “No one allows me to fuck them like you.”
I reached over and turned out the light as we lay in the dark room together, our bodies intertwined, breathing heavily. Listening to her heartbeat beneath me, I could hear mine beating just as quickly in return. We lay silently for a few minutes, and then she spoke again.
“I can’t stay,” she said quietly.
“I know.” I sighed. “You have to go back home.”
I was surprised that she was going to leave so soon. I didn’t want to see her go. She seemed so contented to be there with me, so happy.
“I have to go back.” She said, “I just wanted you to know how good it felt to have you inside me.”
I turned onto my side and looked into her eyes. “I wish it could have lasted longer.”
“Me too.”
She kissed me lightly on the cheek before pulling away.
“I’ll never forget tonight.” She said softly, giving me one last kiss before climbing off the bed and grabbing her clothes from the floor. “I’ll never forget what you did for me either. Maybe we can find a way to do this again?”
I watched her dress as she stood next to the bed. She put on her panties and pulled her bra over her breasts. As she reached back behind to get the straps hooked onto her shoulders, she arched her back seductively, turned towards me with one foot forward, and bent slightly at the waist to adjust her bra strap. She finished dressing, approached the bed, and leaned over to kiss me. Her blonde hair fell onto the bed, and she momentarily looked at me. She patted my cock and smiled wickedly before slipping out the door into the night.
I lay in the dark alone, thinking about what had just transpired. I wondered why I continued to mess around with women already spoken for because it always ended this way. The sex was great, but it always left me feeling empty when it was over, and they left the following morning or later that evening.
At that moment, I received a text message on my phone. I reached for my phone to check, and it was from her.
The message read: “I can feel your cum leaking out of me, and it’s delicious. Are you free next Tuesday night? I can get away for several hours.”
I smiled and replied immediately. “Yes. Next Tuesday night. Here.”
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