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By *azpiz1 OP Man
over a year ago
Camberley |
We soon arrived at her house. We entered, and she pulled me straight up the stairs to her room, closed the door, pushed me onto the bed, shucked off her coat (I also took mine off) and stood there for a second or two watching me. I didn’t say anything, just looked at her, drinking in her curves, my cock now fully hard.
“So,” she said, staring at me intently, and reaching for the buttons of her blouse, “let’s see what you think.” One by one, she undid her buttons with one hand, pulling the material of the blouse out of the top of her skirt with the other…
Removing her blouse revealed a great set of tits, just about encased in lacy black half -cup bra, which was covered in pink roses. This seemed to be attached to the bodice, which disappeared under her skirt. Without pausing, she reached behind her, unclasped, then unzipped the pencil skirt, and let it fall to the floor, and stood there, proudly, hands on her hips, head up, one leg in front of the other. “Well?” she asked.
The bodice ran down to her flat stomach, then there was a band of skin, before the matching suspender belt around her waist. Her pose meant I couldn’t see much of her knickers, but the waistband seemed to match everything else. Her shapely legs were encased in very sheer black stockings.
“You look stunning” I croaked, my cock straining against the material of my trousers. She giggled, her breasts threatening to burst loose from their containment as she did. “It looks like it’s had the desired effect”
She moved towards me, leant down, and kissed me on the lips. Then again. My hands went around her waist, as I pulled her towards me, and kissed her back, my tongue pushing against her lips, which parted, allowing our tongues to slide around each other. We kissed passionately. She pushed me back on the bed, mounted me, lowering her hips onto mine, and started to grind herself against my tumescence.
“oh, god, that’s good” she moaned, before kissing me again, her hands busy with my shirt buttons, as mine explored her back and squeezing her arse. She stopped kissing me, sat up and said, “Get those fucking clothes off!” I managed to remove my shirt, sat up, snogging her again, my hands roaming over her breasts, finding and exposing her nipples, which were rock hard. Her head was thrown back, with another moan as I took one in my mouth and sucked it hard, my hand pinching the other.
She pushed me away, grasped the bodice with both hands, and drew it over her head, her magnificent breasts bouncing free. “Trousers!” she demanded, moving off me, undoing my waistband, and unzipping me. My cock leapt free of it’s restraint, standing upright, with pre-cum leaking from its tip..
“Ohh” Sarah said, wrapping her hand around my shaft, wanking me gently, as I divested myself of my trousers, “things ARE looking up.”
She lowered her head, her hair brushing, and then pooling on my stomach and upper thighs. At this point in my life, I had never had a blow job, so, as her tongue flicked around the head of my cock, I nearly shot my load, but somehow managed to restrain myself – I badly wanted to fuck this little minx, and may not ever get another chance…
It was my turn to moan, as she took over half of my seven inches into her mouth. She still had one hand wrapped around the base of my shaft - the other was cupping and gently squeezing my balls, as her head bobbed up and down, her tongue circling my cock as she sucked for England. I was in heaven, but not completely incognisant of the fact that I wasn’t the only one in the room…
My hand slid up the inside of her thighs, which parted to allow unimpeded progress to her pudenda – my hand reached her groin to find.. “My god, are they crotchless?” I almost shrieked.
Her head came of my cock, and a huge grin spread across her face, as my fingers explored her labia. “I told you I had dressed special” she said, moaning again, as I slid two fingers easily inside her wetness, my thumb teasing her clit. “Do you have a condom?” she asked, as I continued to finger her.
“In my trousers” I said. “get it” she said, pushing my hand away. I wasted no time in extracting the condom from my trouser pocket, ripping the packet open with my teeth, and rolling it on over my throbbing cock.
Sarah lay on the bed, watching me, one hand tweaking her nipple, the other busy between her legs. Whilst I had been busy with the condom, she had removed her knickers, and was still wearing the stockings, suspenders and heels... I looked at her longingly, as she wanked herself off. She reached out with the other hand, took my cock, and pulled me towards her, shuffling around, so that I was between her legs.
For a second, I just stood there, looking. Her eyes were closed, the hand had returned to her nipple, and the other was three fingers deep inside her cunt. I knelt on the bed, kissing her up the inside of her leg, pushing her legs wider apart, and moving my head slowly towards her busy little hand.
I removed her hand and blew against her labia. She moaned. I lowered my head, my tongue flicking out, along the length of her lips, darting into her hole, and then running down her perineum to her puckered arsehole. She shuddered as my tongue rimmed her and slowly returned to her wetness. I opened my mouth wide, covered as much of her as I could with my mouth, and proceeded, limpet like, to suck and lick her vulva, vagina and clit, my tongue darting hither and thither, in and out, never quite hitting the same point twice.
She writhed underneath me “ohmygodohmygodohmygod” she said, bucking her hips against my head, her hands now in my hair pushing my head down as she came, loudly, her juices flooding my mouth, and dribbling down my chin. Once her orgasm had abated, she pulled my head off her and said, “fuck me”.
I moved up the bed, my head darting from one nipple to the other, causing her to moan again. Her legs bent, as I positioned the head of my erect member at the entrance to her vagina. I said, “Are you sure?” In answer, she grabbed my arse, and pulled me into her. My cock easily slid deep into her soaking cunt.
She moaned again, as I began to fuck her. I started slowly, sometimes pulling all the way out, before slamming back into her, her moans growing louder each time I did. Suddenly, she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her with her arms, as she came again, writhing and bucking underneath me.
I withdrew. Her eyes flew open, her mouth parted – “what..” She started. I took her hips and encouraged her to turn over – “get up on all fours” I said. “Yum” she said, and obliged. I got off the bed, and stood at the end, and pulled her hips towards me, she reached underneath herself, guiding my cock into her hole. I slammed into her again, fucking her hard. My hand reaching around her, and finding her clit, massaging and gently squeezing it as I pounded her cunt. She cried out in ecstasy, cumming again, and collapsed underneath me, sliding off my pulsing member.
“You ok?” I asked. she nodded, feeling my cock – “You’re still hard” she said, surprised. “Only just” I said, “I’m close.” “Good”, she said, standing, and pushing me back down on the bed. She then climbed on top of me and started to bounce on my cock. I felt my orgasm start to build. “I’m gonna cummmmmmm” I said, the deed (seed? ??) following the word, my hips thrusting up, as I filled the condom with burst after burst of hot sticky semen.
She kissed me passionately again, then climbed off me, a look of satisfaction on her face. “That’ll teach him” she said quietly, whilst tying a robe around her. “What do you mean?” I asked. She looked at me firmly.
“Look” she said, “You were great, and I really enjoyed it, but I fucked you to get back at him. I don’t normally fuck blokes I have only just met at a party.” My ego was a little hurt, but I’d just had a great shag, so who was I to complain. “I get it.” I said. “should I get dressed and leave?” “Please.” she said.
So, with some reluctance, I re-redressed, carefully disposing of the condom, with Sarah watching me, her robe tightly clinched around her waist, and her arms folded. Once dressed, I said “Look, I understand what we did tonight is probably a one off, but if you ever..” “Sure”, she said interrupting me. She hugged me, whispered “thanks”, and showed me out of the door.
Somewhat non-plussed, I stood outside for a couple of minutes, trying to decide what the fuck had just happened, and what I should do next. I looked at my watch. It had just gone 1am. I decided to go back to the party, as it was only a few minutes away. |
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