0 comments/ 18203 views/ 0 favorites An Afternoon Quickie By: seeker_fantasy She loves him and she missed him like crazy! 'I'll see him one more time' she thought to herself as she headed out the door. It took only minutes to get to his house. The kids were in school so she knew he'd be alone. When she arrived, he seemed happy to see her. He missed her too, but not for the same reasons. He missed her body, her wonderful ability to drive him crazy. They stood in the kitchen and made small talk for a few minutes before the conversation turned to sex. She could make herself believe that he loved her, but only during sex, his indifference was far too obvious outside of the physical attraction. She tried to appear uninterested but he knew her well and he started talking about blowjobs. They were her passion! She loved to drive him crazy by sucking on his cock! She knew so very well how much he enjoyed them. He walked closer to her and reached out his arms. She felt helpless to deny him. She had to feel his arms around her and she walked into them. He kissed her, soft and gentle at first. His tongue gently parted her lips, their tongue intertwined and the kiss became more urgent. He led her to the bedroom, where he had been packing. For a second, she thought of asking where he was going, but as she sighed she knew it didn=t matter. She had right now, this moment in time and that was it. He sat her on the bed and stood before her. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and reached into his shorts for her reward. She sighed as she removed his cock and took it in her hands. This man has a beautiful piece of art. She felt the wetness building in her panties as she played with his cock. She stroked it very slowly, and tenderly kissed the head. He moaned as her tongue touched the tip. He reached down and held the back of her head. She parted her lips and allowed him to push into her warm mouth. 'Which one of us enjoys this more' she thought to herself. With a muffled laugh, she took him deeper into her mouth. She cupped his balls in her hand and massaged them as she sucked on his cock. She moved her head back and forth along his cock. Sometimes, removing her mouth completely, so she could run her tongue along the shaft. She liked to swirl her tongue along the edges of his bulb, then quickly stretch her mouth open wide and take him into her throat, lightly rubbing her teeth the whole way. He liked it too, each time she did it, he'd grab her hair, pull it hard and thrust his hips against her. Suddenly he pulled out and pushed her down on the bed. He roughly unzipped her jeans and pulled them off, grabbing the panties at the same time. He leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth. He rolled the nipple between his teeth and grabbed the other one between his fingers, pinching it and twisting it. She moaned out loud, he knew exactly how to please her. He stood again and effortlessly turned her over onto her stomach, her ass hanging over the edge of the bed. He grabbed her hips and placed the head of his cock at her pussy opening. He lingered for a moment, knowing how much she wanted it - how much she needed it! He laughed and slammed his cock deep into her pussy. Oh, how he filled her up! He pulled his cock out and drove it home again! She was moaning and wriggling with pleasure. Each stroke that he took, she matched it in perfect timing. He started moving faster and harder, holding her hips making sure that he could plow his cock in deep! She reached down and started playing with herself. She enjoyed it most when they came together! She lightly pinched and twisted her clit, knowing that he was getting close. She quickened her pace on her clit each time he quickened his thrusting. She was so close and so was he. She wanted to taste his cum and begged him to cum in her mouth. Quickly he pulled out and turned her around. He sat her up on the edge of the bed and grabbed her hair. He slammed into her mouth and down her throat. He began thrusting against her, literally fucking her face. She made sure her teeth were lightly scraping with each thrust he made. He was crazy with desire and she knew it wouldn't be long! He slammed into her, over and over, each time becoming rougher than the last. Suddenly he stopped - kept himself deep in her throat and let out a looooouuuuuud moan. She felt his body tense as he shot a load down her throat. She sucked hard on his cock, wanting to get every last drop! After a moment, he loosened his grip on her hair and slowly pulled himself out of her mouth. He stopped when his cock was just in front of her face. She licked the head of his cock and lightly licked the shaft, she was to make sure he was clean. When she was finished, he stepped away and looked at her with no embarrassment, 'thank you' he said and smiled as he got his clothes on. He stepped out of the room to allow her to dress in private. When she returned to the kitchen, he told her of all the errands and such that he had to get done, so she put her shoes on and left. When she arrived home, she turned her computer on and started to type. She knew that if she did not take the time to tell her story, she would sit and cry. And self-pity wasn't gonna get her any where. An Afternoon Quickie With Nicki Nicki was not exactly shy; especially when it came to sex. In other stories, I have detailed how I met Nicki and how she first came to suck my cock. About a year ago, we calculated that she had sucked me off 1,500 times over a 20-year period that ended in 1993 when I moved to Florida from New jersey. Since then, we have managed to get together maybe a half dozen times. But, we stayed in touch by telephone since then, frequently enjoying a bit of phone sex as we re-lived past glories. She would tell me about memorable blow jobs she had given me as I stroked my cock. She played with her pussy as she talked and when she came, she came loudly with a sound that I can't even begin to describe. It was primal. Nicki always had multiple guys she was seeing, in addition to her husband, Hans. I was her blow job guy. In all the years, I never fucked her. I only recall seeing her naked once. Other guys were her fuck buddies; the guys she met in hotels or their vans for a good lay. Sometimes she took them home for threesomes with Hans. They were doctors, postal workers, stock brokers and stock boys in the local grocery store. Nicki loved them all. A typical afternoon meeting with Nicki began with her call to me in the detective bureau. She would get directly to the point: "I have a one o'clock nail appointment. How about meeting me at the park around noon. I need a cock to suck." Now who could refuse an offer like that? I took an hour for lunch and drove my own car to the park. It was a short ride up the Boulevard, about 2 miles, then left over a winding country road to the park. Nicki and I would meet in the picnic area, a circular drive littered with picnic tables and a few ancient rusted barbecues. But, mostly it was fairly heavily wooded and quite private. It was a fairly popular spot for local lovers who would meet there for a little afternoon delight. My cock was already throbbing when I put the car in park, a couple of minutes before Nicki arrived. Nicki was almost never on time. But, she always made it worth the wait. She drove in and parked alongside my car. I jumped into her car, immediately unbuckling my belt. Nicki almost always wore jeans or some kind of casual slacks as well as a pullover shirt or sweater. She gave me a peck on the cheek as she began rubbing me cock through my jeans. She was there to suck my cock and there was little time for foreplay. Sometimes she would take my dick out; sometimes I would. Regardless, it was out within a minute or two. One of Nicki's pleasure was gazing at my cock. She had seen it hundreds of times but she admitted to me that she always looked forward to seeing it the next time. She seemed fascinated by it. Once visually satisfied, she would lick the palm of her hand to lubricate it before stroking my cock. Nicki was an artist at sucking cock but she also gave great hand. "I see you have a problem,"she said as she continued to eye my dick with hungry eyes, "I think I can cure you. That's why they call me the cock doctor." I chuckled. "My diagnosis is that you are suffering from a condition known as 'hardasarockcock'. I think I can save you." Whereupon she would dive down on my hardon and begin sucking. She had a hunger for cock unlike that of any woman I have ever known. Nicki could pack more pleasure into a five minute blow job than seems possible. She sucked my cock well over a thousand times and, like snowflakes, it was always different. Sure, it always had the same happy ending but the path that got us there varied each time. She loved tonguing my balls and gently taking them in her mouth. She was an expert at swallowing, taking massive quantities of my love juices without flinching. On this occasion, however, Nicki wanted to watch me cum. She was fascinated with seeing me shoot my load. She loved feeling the cock contractions in her hand seconds before my load was expelled with a force at least equal to a .357 magnum. She stopped sucking seconds before I was to cum and she began stroking. It never took long; Nicki was a master of timing. She stroked me with her right hand and caught the cum with her left. Then she licked some of the cum off her hand. The rest she rubbed onto her tits. She would end it all by giving my cock a final loving lick and a pat before I put it back in my pants. "I gotta run if I'm going to make my nail appointment." Then she was gone--until the next time. Nicki later admitted to me that the nail appointment involved her getting a set of acrylics followed by getting fucked by the manicurist, whose wife was often at the reception desk for the salon. She was something. Nicki was a great friend of 40 years and a sensational sex partner for much of that time. She was a devoted wife, mother and grandmother. Last August Nicki died suddenly. She was 60. We all miss her. She was one of a kind; a true cock lover and one of the special people who comes along only occasionally.