1 comments/ 7542 views/ 0 favorites Boom By: AnonRex It all starts so innocently (doesn't it always?). I'm at work, again procrastinating and actually nodding off a bit. I have piles of paper scattered across my desk and a list of clients to call to set up appointments. If you looked at the client list from a certain angle you saw a pile of money. If you looked past that you saw more. You saw a bigger house. That new SUV my wife wanted. You saw my wife home with our kids instead of working a thankless job just to help our family afford the things we have now. But look to the left. Here you see a computer. A new dot-com site on the screen illuminating my face with "XXX", nice tits, a perfect ass or maybe just some words that have been put together describing a call girl named Jinx scoring her first "job". I once again had a choice. I again bypassed the right choice for the left. This time my computer was feeding me a story about a girl who had just gotten her heart broken. Apparently she felt the need to take control of her life by fucking a stranger she just met in a theater. The story gets me incredibly hot (this author always does) and all of a sudden I feel myself hardening. The eternal struggle between my jeans and my prick begins: one straining burst free, the other doing its best to restrain it. Usually I side with my dick, unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning my jeans, unzipping my fly and unleashing my cock. This is normally followed by a short wrestling match between my hand and my cock, my hand almost always beating my member into submission. Today is different though. I remember my daughter crying at the sitter's when I dropped her off. "Dad, I want you to stay." I look back at the pile of opportunity on the right and realize that I should get back to work. There's only one problem. I still feel that stirring sensation in my balls...my cock is still rock hard. The storyteller has done such a good job I can hardly see straight. I decide that what I need is a good drive. I grab my keys and tell the secretary that I'm off to visit a client. As I drive I check my watch (a gift from my lovely wife). Ten o'clock... I have time to grab a cup of coffee and then go cold call one of my old clients. Maybe I'll invite him to lunch. I stop off at a coffee shop near my alma mater, the local university. This is one of my favorite places for a few reasons, least of which is the lousy coffee they serve. This is usually out of the way of my boss' clients, so I know he won't catch me here when I'm supposed to be working. The pastries are quite tasty (the espresso cheesecake is to die for!). Oh yeah, it's also down the street from all of the sorority houses. Every time I come in here I feel like I'm an episode of one of those teen soap operas on MTV or WB. Every single girl that walks in is gorgeous. I overhear their conversations about this boy they went out with last night, that party they went to last weekend, the new designer drug they tried with that guy they weren't so sure about. Today I get lucky. I sit down in a booth across from two knockouts. I pretend to be reading the paper but instead I get to indulge a bit. The first one, facing me, is a dead ringer for an ex of mine. Long dark brown hair, exquisite "C" cup breasts, nice hourglass shape, and, I notice as she goes for a refill, a perfectly round ass, one that you could just chew on for days. The girl sitting across from her is your typical sorority whore. Huge, likely store bought, tits, platinum blonde hair, obviously dyed, small ass. She's wearing the quintessential sorority sister outfit, a little tank top with her greek letters screened on the front and tight sweat pants with the same letters plastered across her ass. She starts talking to the brunette in great detail about some guy she fucked, bragging about her obvious talents in the bedroom. I hear her describe his eight-inch cock and how she masterfully teased and licked it until it started throbbing in front of her. She apparently then tickled him under his sack, then running her finger up and down his crack while she lightly kissed his shaft. She goes on to say how she took the head of his prick and rubbed it on her nipples coating them with pre-cum, just so she could lick it off, giving him a show. Quite proud of herself, she continues telling the brunette about her show. Next she laid on the bed spread eagle running her fingers along the length of her slit then inserting them into her wet cunt, soaking them with her juices. She carries on about how she then strokes his cock with her wet fingers, drawing him toward her cunt. She lets him penetrate her, taking all eight inches then draws him out and sucks her juices off his dick. She finishes her story, which concludes with both of their powerful orgasms. I'm so fucking turned on I can barely see straight. So here I am completely dazed by this tale that I was fortunate enough to overhear (okay eavesdrop on, but what's the difference) when I get startled back to reality by someone plopping down in my booth next to me. "What the...??!?!" "Oh, sorry. Did I scare ya?" replies Jenna. Jenna is an old friend of mine. Well, truth be told, we never were technically "friends". Right before my freshman year of college, about eight years ago, we met through mutual friends and hit it off from the beginning. We were making out before the end of the first night. As I went to drop her off that night she kept touching my thigh and by the time we got to her place she was rubbing my cock through my pants. We fucked the next time I saw her. The next week she went on vacation with her family. By the time she got back I had left for college. It wasn't worth trying to keep a long distance relationship (before I went to school we had lived in a city about 150 miles from the univeristy). I didn't see her again for a few years. She emailed me one day out of the blue saying she was going to be in town and needed a place to stay for a night. I let her stay at my place the night she was in town. We had crazy monkey sex. Jenna was amazing looking. If you looked up "my type" in the dictionary it would show her. She had a classic beauty look to her face. She was petite, about five-foot nothing, and a thin 100lbs. She had beautiful, perky B cup breasts that just screamed to be kissed and licked. Her hair was dark, straight and long, almost down to her ass. Her ass... that was easily her best feature. It bubbled out perfectly, not to big, but definitely round. Perky, too, no sag. It was one of those asses that you just stared at when she walked in front of you. This girl was sexy. "What? Scared? No... just startled a bit...Holy shit! Jen! I can't believe it's you! What are you doing here?" "Getting coffee, silly. What else would one do here?" Her smile is intoxicating, especially when she teased like that. She knew what I meant. "I go to school here now!" She was younger than me, I guess I never realized how much. "I'm a grad student in the psych department. What about you? Do you live down here now?" Boom. Boom. I feel my heart throbbing against the inside of my chest. My entire body is pulsing in synch with my heartbeat. That story I read on the Internet this morning. The recounted tale of the sorority girl's wild night. This hot little thing sitting in front of me. All I can think of is where this is going to go. "Yeah, I stayed here after school. I'm supposed to be working but I needed a break." "Really?" She cocks an eyebrow. I used to love it when she did that. "Looking to relax a bit, huh? Relieve some stress?" Shit. I knew what she meant. "Yeah," I reply sheepishly. I raise my coffee mug with my left hand making sure my wedding ring is in plain view. "Nothing like relieving some stress with a strong cup of caffeine." We both laughed. Boom. Boom. We converse for a few minutes. Small talk. "How long have you been in town?" "How's school?" "How's work?" "You're married, huh?" "Do you have a boyfriend now?" "Have you seen the new Star Wars movie?" It becomes quiet. The talking never was our specialty. Boom. Boom. She finally breaks the silence. "Hey, I need to get back to my apartment, I have some emails I have to shoot over a professor and some classmates." Whew. She's being strong so I don't have to be. I don't have to make the hardest decision of my life. My pulse slows a bit. "Yeah, I guess I had better get back to..." "Ya wanna come by? See my place?" Boom. Boom. "Oh. Uh. I dunno, I mean, I'm working," I try to protest. I don't do a very good job. "Yeah, obviously, with you're coffee and all. C'mon, I haven't seen you in forever, you can take a few minutes to hang with an old friend." Well, truth be told, we never were technically "friends". She pulls me by my hand. I follow her to her old beat up car. "You can ride with me," she yells while tugging me along like a train engine pulling a passenger car with no power of its own. We approach the rear of her vehicle. Holding onto her hand I tug her to a stop. My strength crumbles. I wrap my arms around her and lift all 100 pounds of her into the air. "I can't believe we ran into each other. Its so good to see you again." She follows suit and flings her arms around my neck. "I know! I've missed you!" Our foreheads are touching. She gives me a peck on the lips as naturally as if I was her boyfriend. She wriggles out of my arms and walks to the driver's side door. Her ass wiggles from side to side. That ass. Boom. Boom. Apparently being inside the coffee shop had made Jenna shy, because as soon as she gets into her car she doesn't stop talking. I'm trying to listen as best as possible but without a bra on, you can see the perfect outline of her areolas and nipples through her tight white tank top. Her breasts aren't large by any means, but I remember that she has puffy areolas, so this doesn't surprise me at all. Typical of any of our conversations that go past three minutes, we start talking about sex. It seems she had experimented quite a bit in college. Stories abound about this guy and that girl. She goes on about this one time she was at a party with two couples. They all ended up leaving together and go skinny-dipping in the hot tub at one of the university area apartment complexes. She told me how she was making out with one of the girls. The girl was kissing Jenna's tits while Jenna was fingering her under the water. Jenna was playing with the girl's clit all while the girl's boyfriend was watching her devour Jenna's breasts. It seems Jenna then sat up on the edge of the hot tub. The other girl proceeded to lick Jenna's cunt and suck on her clit while the girl's boyfriend fucked her from behind. Oh, to be that guy. I can't see straight. I know there's no use fighting it anymore. As soon as we get to Jenna's apartment I lean over and kiss her. It's passionate. Our tongues dance with each other. My hard dick presses against her from under my pants. I feel her nipples hardening against my chest. I again pick her up, still kissing, and sit her down on the table immediately to the left of the doorway. We paw at each other like animals. I rip her shirt off over her head; she hurriedly begins to undo my belt and jeans. I kiss her neck, she nibbles my ear, our arms holding each other's bodies tight against our own. It feels familiar, as if we haven't been apart for years. As if I'm not married. As if she doesn't have a boyfriend in Russia somewhere. We're naked in a matter of seconds. Hungrily, she grabs my hard cock and pulls it toward her glistening pussy. "Fuck me," she purrs. Boom. Boom. I happily oblige. I enter her with her fine ass sitting at the edge of the table, her pussy lips grabbing my dick as if they could pull it in themselves. She gasps. "You always felt so good inside of me." We're both so consumed with lust that the room practically fills up with it. The aroma of sex, the sound of our moans, the sound my hard cock pounding her soft cunt. The sight of two bodies engulfed in carnal need of each other. She is working my cock masterfully. I can feel her tightening her internal muscles at her will massaging my member, trying to force out my seed like a farmer milking a cow. My attempt at getter her off is equally powerful. I know her sensitive spots, licking that spot on her neck, while pinching her nipple. My other hand wrapped behind her on her ass, my fingers digging into her butt cheeks. I can feel that familiar stirring my sac. I'm getting close. I tell her that. She responds by bucking harder, squeezing my dick with her cunt. I can tell she's getting close too. Her moans get louder and more frequent. "Oh my..." "Holy shhhhit" She throws her head back. "Oh, fuck that feels so good! Make me come!" I move my hand from her nipple to her clit. I rub it furiously. She wildly bucks her hips at mine. Simultaneously we climax. I shoot my hot load deep inside of her, she soaks my cock and my crotch with her juices. We collapse together on the table. "Let's lie down for a bit. That was exhausting," she suggests. She puts her thong back on (she was always funny about that) and leads me into her bedroom where we close our eyes and rest. I open my eyes and look at my watch. Three o'clock. Well my day is basically shot, but I guess I can get back and make a few of those calls. I get dressed and kiss her on the forehead trying not to wake her. I fail. "Where are you going?" she inquires, with a puppy dog look on her face. "I gotta get back." She coyly replies, "Oh you can't stay for just a little while longer?" She cocks her eyebrow. I love when she does that. I think to myself "Hello, Dipshit, she drove you here! You couldn't leave if you wanted to." I don't want to. I move back towards the bed. I want to do this right. I haven't seen her in years and I probably won't see her again for a few more. I'm not about to make that five-minute jackhammer session the only thing she remembers. I'm going to make it so that the next time she sees me she gets wet just from the thought of today. I allow her to peel my shirt off exposing my chest. She grins looking at me. "You've been working out." She's right. I had been working out ever since I had a daughter hoping to ward off any would-be suitors by the time she was of dating age. The result was a well-sculpted chest and stomach with arms to match. She runs a finger down my chest to my pants. As she starts to go lower I stop her. "Not yet." It's my turn to grin. She peers up at me with a look that's a combination of confusion and anticipation. I lay her back on the bed after taking her thong off. I start by rubbing her feet. Gently. With my fingertips. Up the bottom of her foot, back down to her heel. I run my fingertips up her leg to her knee and back down. I kiss her toes, her feet. I do the same to her other leg. I work up, massaging her thigh from her knee to just before her love. My lips follow my fingers gently touching her skin. I let my tongue dart out and flick it across the skin of her thigh. My fingers tickle the inside of her thigh. I allow my knuckles to lightly brush across her pussy lips. She squirms. "You're teasing me." She's right. I take my time kissing her slightly more forcibly on the inside of her thigh. I run my tongue up the crevice where her inner thigh meets her body. I get closer to her opening. I stop. My fingers and mouth go to the other leg, again, starting at the knee and working my way up. She is moaning and squirming in intense anticipation. This time I work quicker moving up her left thigh and within fractions of an inch from her now dripping cunt. I open mouth kiss her pussy as if it were her mouth running my tongue up the slit, barely penetrating, slipping between her lips. "Ohh!" she moans. I give her the one kiss and keep moving up, now just above her love and just below her belly button. My fingers continue their journey lightly tickling her sides and circling her breasts. I kiss her navel, circling it with my tongue. I can feel her anxious body underneath mine. She is wiggling with sheer pleasure, delight, anticipation, desire and overwhelming lust. She squeals. "You're fucking killing me here. Just fuck me already! Please!" She screams it, but doesn't mean it. She is dying for release, but enjoying every minute of the torture. I brush her cunt with a finger just to add to the intensity and make her want my cock that much more. My mouth moves up to her tits. I kiss, suck and nibble all around them, not allowing her the pleasure of my warm tongue on her sensitive nipples. She can now feel my rock hard dick pressing up against her cunt. I can feel the heat and moisture emanating from her opening on my member. Truth be told, I want to be inside of her as much as she wants me there. But I'm getting too much pleasure from the tease. I let my cock rub her clit a bit. She starts grinding against it, desperately yearning for release. I give it to her. I back up slightly off of her, and suddenly and without warning my mouth dives for her left nipple. At the same moment I pull my cock back and thrust it inside of her. "Oh fuck!" she screams in both pain and pleasure. "Yeah, that's it, baby, fuck me hard!" she commands. I slowly pull back out while nibbling on her other nipple. I grind against her as she moans for more. "I'm not done yet," I tell her with a grin and a cocked eyebrow. I pull out completely and am about to tell her to get on all fours when she immediately springs up and lunges towards my crotch. She grabs my dick and says, "My turn to have some fun." She takes my whole cock into her mouth hungrily devouring it. She massages my shaft up and down as her lips and tongue lick and tease every square inch of my throbbing manhood. I stop her momentarily as I lay on my back. I position her legs to straddle my face as she leans back over to resume her meal. She lowers her hips as I raise my head. As the two meet I dart my tongue out to taste her dripping cunt juices. I move my left hand onto her ass. Mmmm. That ass. My thumb presses against her asshole rubbing circles on her sensitive anus. I take two fingers from my other hand and squeeze them between my face and her body, slipping them insider her pussy. I rub around finding her g-spot, massaging it as my mouth engulfs her clit and my left thumb rubs against her anus. On the other end she has one hand on my balls, rubbing them lightly allowing her fingers to brush against my ass, putting pressure on my own asshole. Her other hand is braced against the mattress, holding her up as she lustfully sucks on my iron hard cock. I can feel her hips starting to buck as her orgasm nears. I hold back, enjoying every caress of her tongue and wanting to draw out and enjoy every single sensation. I increase the pressure on her clit with my tongue and rub her g-spot more feverishly. She starts letting out a slight moan that escalates in to full scale yells. "Oh! I'm coming! Mmmm, fucking yes!" Her orgasm explodes inside of her drenching my face. I try my best to capture all of her sweet juices with my lips. She collapses on top of me. I quickly slip out from under her. I put a pillow under her hips. "Ready for more?" I ask with a grin. "Fuck me hard. Let me feel you inside of me." I approach her from behind and put my head inside her cunt. "Oh man, I've been dying for this." "Me too." Placing my hands on her back I thrust inside of her. My goodness, that ass. I spank her lightly sending pleasuring pains through her body. "Come inside of me. Fuck me hard and come inside of me." I wrap my left arm around her and start rubbing her tired clit with my fingers. The aftershocks of her most recent orgasm are still running through her. I can tell she's close again. So am I this time. I pound harder and harder banging the headboard against the wall. Boom. Boom. Boom, Boom * * * * * Click Here to listen. (6 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * I am going to blow your mind boy, I am going to hold you tight to my body as I slowly move it in slow circles because I am feeling so sexy and I want to turn you on with my boom, boom. I see you watching me as I dance my body around you in this purple metallic dress and heels, rubbing my fat ass up on your crotch feeling you getting hard. I know I am bad, I know I am so fine, and I am going to claim you as mine tonight as I blow you mind. I turn to face you and rubbing my lips across your lips hardly touching you because I enjoy turning you on. Oh I feel so sexy with my boom....boom going on. I dance away from you watching you watch me because I know you want to fuck my pussy and spill your hot cum into my juicy cunt. I move towards you, moving like a cat so slow, so secure, raising my dress up my thighs, licking my lips, my eyes are not moving off of you. Turning my back to you as you place your hands on my fat ass admiring my thong that matches the dress. I place my hands over yours and spread my cheeks as I bend in front of you shaking my ass and moving it up and down so you can see the wetness on my thong, you slowly run your finger over the spot. I feel your hardness as your move your hips with mine and I spread my legs a little wider as I feel your cock going inside of me as your fingers push my thong to the side. Our hips are moving around and around, slowly moving up and down as the music in this place takes us to another place of total sexual escape. Oh I feel so sexy, you really are turning me on. My boom, boom is desired as your hands smacks that ass. I feel your hands pulling my hips against you so hard, I feel my pussy tightening as moans escape my lips. I don't want this feeling to stop as you fuck me in this crowded room. People are looking, but I don't care. I know they want my boom, boom too, and that makes me feel even so much more sexy as I smile up at each of them smiling watching this sexual party begin. Everyone is joining in on this sexual dance of pure pleasure as my eyes are rolling in the back of my head from the orgasm working my body, pounding my hot tight soaking wet pussy. Women and men fucking all over the dance floor and my tits are in my hands as my dress has flown across the room. I feel you pounding my boom, boom with such power, desire oh fuck you really turn me on. Oh everyone looks so sexy with the smell of everyone's juices mixing into the air and I feel you in my stomach as a black haired beauty is now on her knees licking my hot swollen clit and I am now soaken wet as sweat drips from my head. Oh come on boy fuck my boom, boom in this full room. I place my hands on her head as my pussy is so fucking wet. Oh yeah I am so hot, so fucking wet and sexy. My legs feel like they are becoming weak and I feel your hands tighten on my hips as you fuck my pussy. Oh yeah I got that boom, boom you want. She raises up and kisses me allowing my taste of my own juice from her sweet lips and our hands touch each others clit's as we kiss and you fuck my boom, boom. The three of our bodies are becoming so hot, so turned on, yeah I got the boom, boom that everyone wants. We are blowing everyone's mind's from our sexual dance. She is taking her hand and touches every inch of my body as I feel your cock swelling so deep and hard inside of me. My pussy wants more of her fingers and your cock. Oh yes, yes, more, take my boom, boom and turn me on all night long as we fuck right here on the dance floor with this black haired beauty whose juices I suck off my fingers and go in for me to bring her into a strong climax on my hand. Oh I love feeling so nawty and so hot as I cum all over your hard cock.....mmmmm, ah, mmm BOOM...BOOM Boom Ch. 01 Lily POV: The sun didn't rise that Thursday morning, its rays didn't find their way through Lily's window, and it wasn't able to lay down a layer of warmth to her cheek and cause her to turn away and slumber just a few minutes more. Normally she would wake up easily this way after she enjoyed holding her eyes closed for a couple moments. She would throw off the covers and start getting dressed and ready and minimally presentable before her first children arrived. No, instead it was a crash of thunder just outside her home that brought her bolt upright in her bed. She gasped for air and caught her breath, pursing her lips together, letting out a slight whistle and then a growl before she let out a string of obscenities, damning the storm, damning the noise, and after glancing at the blank screen of her alarm clock, sending the electric company and their call takers straight to hell. How dare she be awakened this way when she had the day off? Why can't she have a clear sunny day to enjoy all to herself for once? She thought to herself that today wasn't about to be a day she would let go, no matter what it threw at her. Her lab Brody was in the room as that thought finished in her head. He wasn't very fond of lightning or thunder, but once he laid down next to her and snuggled into the covers askew over her bed, he was calm enough to fall back asleep. Time to get up and see what time it is. Her phone wasn't at her bedside table where she normally charges it. Without the house phone working she wouldn't be able to call and make it ring, but if it hadn't charged overnight it might not bother ringing anyway. Lily slid out of bed and stepped on her blue nightie, that would do, she stepped into it and pulled it right up then headed for the kitchen, hoping her phone might still be in her purse. Brody sighed and stretched his legs a bit as she pulled the door almost closed behind her and then she headed down the darkened hallway with brief flashes of lightning helping her not step on any toys that might have made their way down towards her room. Once in the kitchen she saw her phone sitting right next to her purse, except it didn't look quite right, and she picked it up - too light - and realized it was only the hardcover case. Where the hell is the phone? She knew she brought it home, here's the case, it's not in there, but it has to be somew...there it is, by the sink. She flicked the screen to life and saw it was already 10 o'clock, but her battery was down to 10 percent. Wow, when you get the chance to sleep in, you sure take it, don't you Lily? Four messages, none looked super important, two from Greg who annoyed the hell out of her two nights before, one from her mother asking if she could make lunch, and one from an unknown with only a phone number. Great, who did she give her number to last night, she was only having drinks at the Mexican place with the girls. Well, she never talks to many guys there anyway, so she put her phone down. Lily checked the Folgers can, no coffee - damnit - guess I can grab something after I get out the door. Lily took her phone, put it back in the case, and headed back to her bedroom to put it on the charger. This day off might be starting out crappy, but I'm not letting it ruin the rest of my day, she thought. A quick shower brought the rest of her life back to her face and hands and long shapely legs. Toweling off she thought she heard her phone buzz a bit but there's no need to check it now. Legs and lady bits need tended to, it can wait. Besides, something in the back of her mind was telling her today was important for some reason, and although she couldn't remember why, she figured she better look her best in case whatever that something was came to her. She ran the razor around and up and over and down and across and every touch to her skin made her more confident. You can't be your best if you let the little stuff go for long, her mother always told her that, and after a few years of a sudden single life she believed it more and more every day. And with that it's time to get dressed to get out and about. But today is special, for whatever reason, she thought, and she chose a red and white dress she hadn't worn in a few months. Once in her car, Lily fired it up and smacked the wiper and light switches on the dash, hoping they would make some kind of difference in this mess. The rain didn't seem to be letting up anytime soon, and it even felt harder as she neared her friend Jessica's house. It felt like the rain was actually shaking her car as it hit, wait, that's not possible, then why is the car shaking? Lily pulled over onto a side street and got out to find the worst possible reason for a shaking and thumping, one flat tire on the right rear, which if she had another spare would be a perfect match to the spare already on her left rear. She quickly ran back around and sat in her seat, shutting the door to keep the rain out, not like it mattered much since she was already sopping wet from head to toe. She reached into her purse to get her phone, the phone she didn't put in her purse because it was still on the charger in her bedroom at home. Wow, she thought, maybe I should just walk from here, Jessica probably wants to drive her Jeep anyway. Just at that moment, a taxi pulled out of the driveway of the house she was stopped in front of. She saw a man waving to the taxi as it pulled away from the curb, probably headed for the airport. The man stopped waving and looked at Lily's teal Cavalier, and not recognizing it at all he thought nothing of it and went back inside. She suddenly thought that maybe he could let me use his phone to call Jessica and AAA. She got out and hurried up the driveway to the front door, shook the excess water out of her hair, and rang the doorbell. David POV: David kept smacking his phone on the bedside table. It's a proven fact that when you're only half awake and hearing alarms going off, you can't turn them off by smacking your phone next to you if the alarm clock is on the dresser on the other side of the room. That didn't stop David, from trying, but by the time the phone hit the floor he had no choice but to give up. His wife Cindy came in and pulled off the covers, telling him, "get up, you have to be up, I have to go, my flight is in a few hours, there's no time this morning to sleep in." David rolled over a bit, adjusted himself in his shorts, and sat up. It was a long night. If she wasn't talking in her sleep, ordering people around at her job, then she was flopping over, it's amazing how good of aim she has when she's not aiming for anything, and his kidneys were sore because of it. Time to wake up, thought David, get her out the door so you can have a few days of peace and quiet. Once refreshed and awakened by a hot shower, David tossed on a red and white plaid shirt and a pair of khakis. It was still dark outside, but he thought he heard thunder, too. Who knows, it's still six something in the morning and as long as the taxi shows up it'll be fine, she'll be gone, it can rain all day, he has more on his mind to deal with. Coffee finished off his cloud of sleepiness and he started helping his wife pack for that business trip. Laptop, charger, mouse, headset, laptop bag is done. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, shaving gel, razors, Q-tips, tampons, Tylenol, the lavender lotion his mother gave her every year for her birthday, maybe this time she'd use it, bathroom bag is done. She had already laid her outfits out on the bed, he put them in the bag in the order they'd need to come out. Nothing fancy, just business attire plus a couple T-shirts and a flowery lacy full length nightgown. Very conservative. Even if David could go with, there's no sense in packing anything racy, it's not like he'd get a chance to see her in it anyway. Clothes bag is done. He took the three bags and set them down by the front door so he could load them in the cab when it arrived. Two more hours to freedom. The kids weren't even awake yet, it might be a really good morning! That's when the sky exploded, a bright flash of lightning and a huge crash of thunder. Not good weather for flying but he would have to trust that it would be okay. The rain came down in sheets, looking out the kitchen window, he couldn't even see the house across the street at times. He's glad he wasn't going up in this mess but he worried about his wife for more than the usual reason. New Orleans is a wild town and she was a wild girl when they met, and it made him wonder what her nights would be full of, would they be like two years ago when her name was on the VIP guest list for a swinger party? This was an accident, he had seen it on her computer screen when he was looking for something on her desk, and it was at the top of her email inbox? Was it worth it, letting her run around on her business trips? Maybe, she provided so well for the kids and let him get laid a few times a month, it's not so bad, is it? At any rate, a horn honking outside took him out of the thought and he opened the door. Cab drivers, he was one once, he would always get out and help with bags, but this fat, balding idiot was just sitting there tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. Fine, he thought, and he took the bags out to the green and white clunker himself, he had to tap on the window glass to get the driver to pop the trunk. Bags in, trunk closed, wife hurrying out the door, leaving it open, she got in the cab and shut the door, lowering the window an inch to say goodbye. No kiss, just impatience. He returned to the porch to shake off some of the rain and waved to her while she didn't wave back. What a morning. He turned to go in and noticed a little teal colored car sitting on the curb with a flat tire and a girl sitting back down inside, rummaging through her purse. For a moment he wondered if she needed help, but then he heard one of the kids open the fridge, and had to go check it out. After a sippy cup of milk was on the table and some animated dinosaurs were on the TV, David heard the doorbell ring. Was it Cindy? Maybe she forgot something, her phone maybe, or the charger for it? He opened the door to see a tall and well built blonde girl, couldn't be much more than twenty-five, soaking wet from head to toe, shivering slightly. Her dress matched his shirt and was sticking to her, showing the outline of a pair of nipples the size of his ring fingertips. Her lips were parted and she was saying something to him, but he was so enamored with her beauty that he couldn't hear a word she said. David asked her, "I'm sorry, can I help you?" She replied, "yes, can I use your phone, I have two flat tires and am trying to get to a friend's house, I was hoping she could come get me and then I can send a tow truck for the car later?" Nothing wrong with that, she just needs some help. David invited her in, "hey, you can come in the living room and relax, I'll get you a towel to dry off and find out what the kids did with the phone." She stood in the living room, she was afraid to sit on the couch because she was so wet, but once he brought her the towel she was able to wipe herself down. He watched her rub the towel through her hair, then down her neck, her chest, her legs, one at a time, they were so shapely and thick. He wondered how strong they were and what they would feel like wrapped around him. She bent over to dry her calves and feet and then sat down on the towel on the couch. He said, "by the way, my name's David, but I uh, I can't find the phone right now, but I'll get my cell phone for you, it's in the bedroom, I'll be right back." He actually seemed kinda adorable, stuttering like that - a grown man - and Lily replied, "well, I'm Lily, and I won't be but a minute, I'll wait here." David walked into the bedroom and found his phone, his pants feeling remarkably tight after the little show this Lily put on for him in the living room. Did she do that on purpose? Nah, couldn't be, she's just stranded with bad tires in a bad storm and needs to make a phone call, that's all. She might not know what she does to him at all and he probably better keep it that way. Still, there seemed to be something more and he really wanted to find out if he got the chance. He handed the phone to Lily and she dialed a local number. No answer. She tried again and still nothing. David said, "if you want to stay here for a bit and see if she calls back, that's OK, if one of my girls bothers you let me know I can put them in their room or something." Lily replied, "that's OK, I'm used to kids running around, I run a day care out of my home, I just have today off, my one kid is headed to an appointment down in Dallas so I figured I'd go out with a friend, but she's not answering." "OK," he said, "let me know if you need anything, coffee, anything like that, the restroom is right here two doors down from the kitchen." "Thanks," she replied, and as he walked back down the hall she went back to trying Jessica on the phone. Nothing, it wasn't like her not to call unless she was getting busy or was in the shower. Might as well try again in a few minutes. David walked into the bedroom again, releasing his hands after straining to hold his pockets to where she might not notice his hard-on. Why do I have to have this happen now, I don't know this girl, it's not like I'm cheating, am I? I'll just stay back here and wait for her to say something, maybe her friend will come get her and I'll be able to get back to work. Work didn't seem important anymore, though. He could finish it later. Daydreaming at his desk would have to come first, but it was interrupted by his oldest daughter asking if she could open a box of Pop Tarts. "Sure, go ahead, just make sure you share with your sisters." "OK Daddy, I'll give them one," which usually meant sure, I'll give them one each and take the other six for myself. David wasn't getting a blueberry pop tart this week. Oh well. Better go check on this Lily girl and see if she got a hold of her friend. Back in the living room, Lily looked at the phone and was getting restless. The rain continued to pound away at the windows and she didn't want to spend her day off in some strange guy's living room. She flicked around through the menus looking for a game to keep her occupied. Not a lot of games here, oh yeah, that's some sexy stuff, there. Hmmm...he's got that hookup app I use, that's the app she uses to talk to a few guys. Lily thought to herself, I didn't take this guy for the dirty chat thing, maybe I've seen him before. She opened the app and saw it was HIM, THAT guy, NO, it couldn't be, yeah he looks like him, but he just seems so NICE, so pedestrian, so boring, just a guy with some kids and a wife. How the hell could they be one and the same, this DVDaddy she was talking to could make her melt in just a few short words, he would stay up late with her at night if she needed him, and tell her all sorts of naughty things, things she loved to have done to her, things she wanted HIM to do to her, and here she was, in HIS house, and he was stuttering and acting shy and aloof and she didn't understand the connection. She looked up and saw David looking down at her and the hookup app open on the phone, she dropped it on the couch and sprang to her feet apologizing, "I'm sorry, I was just looking for a game to play! I didn't know you were on this, and you're someone I know, maybe I should leave, I don't know about this, I mean, this wasn't what I expected this morning!" To be continued in Chapter Two... Boom Ch. 02 Was this really the same Lily that David had shared so much with online? Could it be the same one? He had to act fast, she was about to leave, and he wouldn't want to scare her away. "Hey, Lily, it's OK, random things happen, but let's be serious here, it's OK that you're here, but if you want to go somewhere, how about I give you a ride to your friend's house and then you can go from there? I'd love to have you stay so we could talk about some things, but let me have my oldest watch the others for a bit and we'll get you to, uh, what did you say her name was?" "I didn't," Lily cautiously replied, "it's Jessica, but I didn't say, and maybe I shouldn't say. I don't know, I could just walk, it's raining but I'm already a bit wet-" David hesitated slightly at the wet comment but still managed to blurt out a reply, "oh no, not in this mess, there's no sense in that, here, let me get the truck started and I'll take you over, where does she live?" This while thinking if she's a bit wet that would be really convenient in any other situation, he knew he could make her become much wetter in a snap and she would be like putty in his hands. Lily pouted, "she's over on Darien Circle, it's only a few blocks, I can manage-" and her voice trailed off as she tried to think of another way to convince him to let her go. David countered firmly, "Nonsense, let's get you going." David gave his daughter a few instructions, locked the front and back doors, left the key on the fridge, and David and Lily got in his truck and opened the garage door. Out in the rain you could hear almost every drop hitting the roof of the old beater. It had to be older than even him, no power steering, manual everything, just four wheels and a bed, really, but it was dry, and the heater was getting a little warmer every second. At least it was clean, not full of dip cans or spit cups or anything like a lot of the boys who wish they were men that she had ridden with when she was younger, and sadly, more recently than she'd like to admit. Lily jumped a little when David turned to her at a stop sign and beamed, saying, "so you're really xxxLilyxxx, you seem a lot more real in person, there have been times I thought you were only a fantasy, that I was talking to myself or something, I didn't think someone like you who enjoyed erotica could exist in this town. Everyone here seems so stuck up sometimes, it's like they've never let themselves go or enjoy a moment, ever." "It's really just me," Lily said, "I'm just a girl who really enjoys reading what guys think, even if I haven't met them, except I did just meet you, and this is really awkward I think." "Nonsense," he fired back, "it's fine really, I'm actually just happy you're not another guy." What, she thought, did he really just say that, I am so not a guy! "Well yes, I'm all woman, thank you very much," and she adjusted her legs a bit and slid her dress up a little just to see if he'd notice she wasn't wearing panties, because as much as she was afraid of what he might do she was also longing for it, wishing she could take him on like they had talked about before. She wanted to feel him pull her tight and make her take him all the way in, filling her up and making her squeal. She wanted to touch him, feel him, taste him, be one with him. He shot that idea down out of the sky with a quick, "so which of these houses is it, we're on Darien now, you know?" She pointed to the yellow house and said, "that's Jessica's there, two twelve." He pulled in and set the brake and shut the truck off. "Do you think she's home at all," he asked, as Lily looked for her spare key in her purse. "I'm thinking not," she answered, "her Camaro would be out here in the driveway, the garage isn't a garage, it looks like one, but it's another bedroom, she has a carport in the back but she doesn't use it for anything but jetski storage unless it's summer." "Oh, well, I can wait around for awhile if you like, but I don't want to impose or anything," he said that but he didn't mean it, he was thinking there was an empty house here and a woman he wanted that he knew wanted him, and not taking advantage of this situation would be an absolute crime. Lily decided now was the best time to find out more, she parted her lips and it sounded to her like someone else spoke to him, "why don't you come inside?" That was really all the motivation David needed to open the door and run around to her side to let her out. "I swear, this door handle is next on my list of things to fix," he offered, as he opened the door, let her out, and ran up to the porch with her. She got the door unlocked and they went inside to a dark house, no TV on, no lights burning, no one home. A lollipop shaped clock ticked away in the kitchen as David closed the front door, breaking the near silence with, "I guess it's just us in here, then." Lily couldn't take another moment, she had to know if David was every bit the man she had come to know, the man she dreamed of when she fell asleep, the man who made her come harder than any other yet he had never touched her once. She pulled him towards her and they locked in a passionate kiss, tongues darting in and out, tracing along each other's lips, and he put a hand behind her head and another right on her ass. She gasped and made a little squeak as he squeezed her ass cheek, it was pulling her pussy lips apart just enough to let all the wetness she had been building up and holding back out and it slowly trickled down her creamy thighs. David walked backwards toward the ottoman in the living room, it was just the right height to drop down and put her astride him in his lap. Lily felt his cock press against her aching wetness and she knew they were wearing way too many clothes to continue like this. Still kissing all over him she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it down off his shoulders, he let it fall to the floor while he sucked on the side of her neck and took care of the few buttons on the back of her dress. Naked and wet and hornier than ever before in her twenty eight years, she stepped back, showing all of herself to him. Her breasts were so very perfect, a handful plus some on each side, with the half inch nipples just standing out wanting his touch. He reached out to her and pulled her close, leaning in for a taste of her glistening juices, he licked up a few drops from her thighs and she tasted perfect, young, tender, musky but not bitter at all, it was like having a Lily barbecue and her sauce was the world champion. She pressed herself against his face, holding his head right against her, feeling him explore and touch her, wanting so badly to feel him inside of her. He spread her lips a little and pushed his tongue right at the entrance to her quivering hole. Right at that moment, the front door opened, and both their heads quickly twirled to see Jessica standing there dropping an armload of groceries onto the floor, mouth wide open! Jessica was livid, walking in to find a tall naked woman and some random guy just going at it in HER living room, how DARE they? "What are you doing in my house, you freaks! Get the hell out of here before I call the cops! Whoa, Lily, is that you? Oh my God, why are you bringing a guy over when I'm not home? And in all this rain and people driving like idiots and can you believe they have NO Pop-Tarts at United? Not a single one? They put the damn things on sale and then didn't restock? Who the hell are you? Why are you fucking around with my friend? You better explain yourself, and you Lily, you better explain yourself too, I mean, this is my house, I'm not hosting your little escapades, you have your own house, get going!" David and Lily redressed and adjusted themselves. Lily apologized to Jessica, "I'm sorry hon, I was on my way over and my car got a second flat tire, and I left my phone at home, and then this is David, he's the one who rescued me, and he was bringing me over to you, but you weren't home and I thought we could, you know, until you got back." Jessica, slighter calmer now, replied, "look, it's fine, you startled me, and you owe me three things of yogurt, but go on, go get you some." Lily smiled and the couple walked right out the door to his truck, Lily waited patiently for a moment while David unlocked the door and let her in with a helping hand on the curve right below her butt cheek. Jessica stood at her doorway and waved, happy her friend found someone to take care of some of her needs. But the man who just sat down next to Lily in the old Ford was not just taking care of some, he was to take care of them all. She wanted to take him right now out in the truck, but she would let him take her home instead, where she could get comfortable and provide him with all the sounds, feelings, touches, and service that he craved. Lily showed David how to get to where she lived, and he was pretty much familiar with the area, having taken his kids to soccer practice nearby once or twice. He called up AAA to get her car towed back to the house while they walked hand in hand towards the front door. "Hey, you might want to wait up here, my dog Brody isn't very nice around other guys, so he'll have to get used to you first, I'll be right back." Lily opened and closed the front door and Brody came running up, she put his leash on him and opened the door to David. He walked in and let Brody take his time figuring out who the hell this was, but Brody didn't react like Jessica did, and went to walk off and go lay down in front of the recliner in the living room. "Looks like he's OK with you," said Lily as she put the leash away and began leading David back towards the hallway. "You want a drink or anything?" "That's OK," David replied, "I just want to taste you," and that was all the motivation Lily needed to run back to the room, pulling him by his hand into her doorway. She shut the door and locked it and grabbed his ass with one hand and the back his neck with the other, embracing him and kissing him deeply, tongue tied and lips locked, slowly backing up and allowing him to advance towards her bed. The couple fell onto the bed, him on top, her below, looking up into his eyes and wanting nothing else than to feel his touch - any touch, from his fingers, his lips, or other more intense body parts - on every part of her body, all the time. They continued kissing and their hands got busy, finding clothing items to remove, jewelry to set aside, phones and keys to toss on the bedside table, letting her hair loose, and then once both were naked with nothing else to remove they stopped and looked at each other, both smiling from ear to ear. Lily broke the silence and asked, "can we finish what we started at Jess's?" David nodded eagerly and dropped his head down between her legs to take in her scent, licking and sucking on her as she flipped her head back and gasped hard, feeling him snake his tongue around, changing direction and speed and pressure and she just didn't know where he was going to pleasure her next. A couple of his fingers found their way inside her to heighten her experience and she grabbed the sides of her headboard and pushed down against his face to get more pressure. He pressed harder with his fingers and his tongue, moving a little quicker as well, knowing that she would want to pop soon and let loose so he could hear her scream, something he wanted to feel and hear more than anything else at that moment. She started moaning uncontrollably and parted her legs a little more, allowing him a little more access for just enough pressure to break her out of her trance, making her scream out and gush her juices all over his face and hand, soaking him in her warmth and pleasure. Lily was so happy to have him there with her, they would be able to bring themselves to the edge and back over and over again as long as they had each other in the same room. They had done it so many times before over messenger and email and now they could have each other for real. Such a strong base of emotions to work off of and she knew he felt the same way about her. David certainly couldn't believe he was right there in the same bed, in the same room, feeling everything in person this time. He knew she could come hard and powerful and it was so exciting to hear, taste, and feel her doing it just for him. She looked down at him with her beautiful green eyes and pulled him up to her face so she could kiss him over and over again, tasting herself all over him as she thought it should be. He kept his hands busy on her earlobes and her breasts, holding them, tracing his fingers on them, squeezing them, nibbling at them, sucking on them. She felt him pressing against her hip and she wanted him right then, so she pushed him off of her and climbed on top. Lily ground herself into him, feeling all of him, he was really hard and she had to have him inside of her immediately, to squeeze him and milk the come out of him, to have it all inside her. Up and down she rode, pressing his cock against her g-spot and making her eyes roll into the back of her head, while grasping for his chest. He lifted himself up and pulled her breasts down to his mouth to suck on them, first one at a time, then both of them together, then separately again. She moaned softly at the touch of his mouth, remembering the pleasure it had given her down below, savoring the feel of his lips and his tongue. She kept riding him, forcing him deep inside her, thrusting down on him and listening to him breathe and moan and tell her how good it felt to finally have her to himself. Lily knew she couldn't hold out much longer and when David cried out that he was close, she felt him grab her hips and shove himself all the way in, pulsing and shooting inside of her, and she was able to release a shower of juices all over him and herself. Afterglow is something you can't avoid after such a hot encounter. She spent a few minutes laying in bed with him, he was so warm, his touch so soft, he had his arm around her head so she could rest it on his chest, her leg wrapped over one of his, as he ran his fingers through her hair, feeling her shudder every so often. They felt so comfortable together that she never wanted it to end. And then her phone rang. And then his phone rang. Would she have to go? Would he? Would they get to come back and give each other more? To be continued... Boom Ch. 03 David on the phone: "Uh-huh. OK. Yeah. No, she had a flat. Uh-unh. Yeah. The same one that was sitting there when you left in the cab. She rang the doorbell, I couldn't let her sit out there and get all wet. Well, I figured we have 3 tows left on AAA so I used one. Of course. Than what?. Oh, she's fine. No, not like that, well yeah I guess, but that doesn't matter, I got her to her friend's house. No, really. No. She is not. Do you seriously think that? If she was would I be talking to you right now? Whatever. What? Fine, I'll do that when I get back there. OK. No, I'm over by the self-storage place. Well it won't be any good when you get back, so no, I'll wait 'til Sunday or something. Sure. Fine, whatever, if it makes you happy. OK. Yeah, love you. Bye." Lily on the phone: "Oh yeah? And she did what? Oh, that's great. Well, it's not like I'm the person you need to tell. Yeah, really! Because I don't care, that's why! About you, sure, I guess. I guess because you're always bugging me about it. Haven't you figured it out yet? Do I have to spell it out for you? Let's see here, for starters, you're kind of annoying! No, I don't. But I also don't need to know about that. Seriously! Because there are more important things for me to worry about today than if she used her teeth! I'm hanging up now, goodbye!" Once the phones were put down they looked at each other and said in unison, "So, who was that?". "Well," David said, "I guess I'll go first, that was my wife of course, she wanted to know why AAA was calling her at the airport about a Cavalier being towed when we don't own one. And I'm just too damn sweet to lie to her although I did leave out the important bits about us exchanging fluids, I'm sure she appreciates the omission even though she has no clue how it's the most important part of my day." Lily replied, "I liked that important part. But anyway, that was the creep Greg I have occasionally told you about, the guy I am trying to mold into a decent lover, and it's not working? Well, he was just enjoying telling me about the blowjob he got in an elevator this morning from some random girl he just met and has no clue about, and of course he gave me graphic detail and she scratched his dick and now I don't think I want it anymore anyway." Lily looked over at the chuckling David and said, "what? What's so funny?" "Oh, just that to anyone looking in from the outside, you're a random girl and I'm a random guy. Also, just the younger guys you see and what they think is funny, and how it really isn't. Your reaction to him was priceless, it was all I could do not to crack up on the phone with my wife. I still think she noticed my voice was more pleasant, I think that's why she asked if you were cute and had big boobs." With feigned shock, Lily pouted, "How dare she assume I'm just some busty blonde bimbo with nothing better to do than seduce her husband?!!" "Oh Lily, you're nothing like that. Well, I suppose she is right about most of it, you're busty, you're blonde, and you're absolutely fabulous at seducing me!" She giggled, "Well if I'm that good at it, why don't we just go back in for seconds?" With that, they collapsed down into each other's arms laughing their heads off for a moment before returning to deep passionate kissing and exploring each other with their hands and tongues. After a few moments, she threw herself on her back and parted her shapely legs so he could work his way deep inside her. David climbed on top of her and used every inch of his cock to fill her all the way up, causing her to gasp at how hot he was inside of her, pulsing and throbbing and making her want to ride him the rest of the afternoon. He began shoving himself in and out of her, putting her ankles behind his head and pressing down so he could get his cock even deeper inside of her so she had no room at all to cum on him. She could feel the vein on the top side of his shaft rub right on her as he pummeled into her, giving her his all. After a few minutes of his efforts, Lily spoke up, "Please David, please give it to me, I'll be your baby girl forever, you can fuck me as hard as you want, but I want your cum, cum inside me, do it for me, give me all your cum inside me right now." That was more than enough for David to give Lily just what she wanted, a hot shower of cum deep in her pussy so she could feel filled with him even more than she already was. Lily screamed out in pleasure as he fired off round after round of hot sticky cum into her, groaning and grunting with every stream. They collapsed next to each other and she moved her ass to be against him so they could lay together and calm down slowly. "I can't wait to be inside you again, Lily," David told her as she ran her fingertips along his hip and legs, making goosebumps all the way up and down his arms and legs. "You can have me anytime," Lily cooed, "in fact we need to figure out how you're going to see me after your wife gets home. "Oh crap," David replied, "that's a good point, I don't know what to do there. Maybe we could work something out with your friend, you know, to use her house since it's so close to mine and I could get away with seeing you there anytime?" David was really reaching there, so Lily came back with, "I don't know about that, she was kinda upset about us using it in the first place, but it wouldn't hurt to ask, but I don't see why you don't come here?" "Well, I could, it's across town but this isn't a very big town, and you'd be more comfortable here which ought to let you relax and be able to come on me that much harder. I really like feeling you come right on my cock, it reminds me how well we fit together," and with that David gave her tits a good squeeze and kissed her right on her mouth. She returned the favor and slipped her hand down to his cock which was hot again and getting hard enough to ride, which is what she wanted to do again. "So this is the cock I need to come on, David? Please tell me it is, because I really like this cock and I really want to come hard on it, right now!" Lily's voice was huskier than usual as she breathed in hard and mounted David, letting him feel her lower her hot wet pussy right down on him, letting him fill her all the way up. Lily kept bouncing on him, riding hard and making sure to hit every spot she could reach and a few she wasn't sure she had before. David held her hips tight and grabbed her ass, pulling her down over his cock and thrusting it deeper into her than the last couple of times. She had never felt so full and free in her life, just riding away on this wonderful man, letting him bring her closer and closer to another great explosion. Lily pressed down hard on the downstroke and lifted up, almost letting him slip out of her when she got as high as she wanted to be, then she slammed down onto him again, feeling every inch of him inside of her. Every inch gave her more pleasure and she just wanted to feel him coming again, letting himself go inside her which was all she needed to let go all over him. She leaned back and worked herself up and down on him with her hands holding his ankles down. He couldn't move his legs now and she was in control, bringing him to the edge of coming and then lifting up again, taking away all her heat and wetness. Then she flipped forward and shoved her boobs right in his face, where he gladly sucked on the nipples and held them tight in his grip while she continued to ride slowly and determinately, just to ensure he was still being ridden, because a man like this has to be mounted and fucked properly. He knew he was close and she knew she was closer when she lifted up and took his hands in hers, giving herself leverage and pushing down on them so she could pound down onto him the way he loved to pound into her. After only a few seconds with their hands locked together and her bouncing, they came together, both squirting, him inside her, her against him, with nothing left to do but fall back on the bed and breathe again. After a long comfortable silence, "Hey, Lily?" "Mmmm?" "You wanna go again?" "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Boom Shaka Lak Edited by Connie Ann * Mr. Patrick worked as a surfing instructor in Australia at one of Sydney's surf academies and wore dark shorts. He loved the hot sunny summer weather, the turquoise Pacific Ocean, the golden sandy Bondi Beach and the beautiful girls dressed in small bikinis. Surfing was something Connie had wanted to do for the last five years of her life. She was going to accomplish something she'd been dreaming about. The bonus is that Connie would learn from a good looking, sexy man. Connie saw his poster when she was relaxing at the beach and she was careful to save his number into my cell phone. Connie was nervous when he answered her call but she managed to book a lesson with him. Patrick wore his cool sunglasses and smiled friendly at Connie when they met each other on the beach. She had put on her favorite pink bikini and the suncream made her pale skin shine in the sun. Patrick had prepared a surfboard for Connie and he admired her well-shaped body. "Hello, Patrick," she said warmly, reaching out and shaking his hand. "Welcome to your first lesson," Patrick replied. Secretly, he was hoping there would be another type of lesson he could teach Connie. Patrick stood behind Connie and put his hands on hers to show her the surf technique and how to be safe when they surfed the waves together. He nudged her breasts with his arms by mistake and the embarrassing bulge in his shorts pressed against Connie's bum. Feeling his large bulge pressing into her ass, Connie squirmed again Patrick. The bulge went from large to enormous. Goosebumps broke out on Connie's arms and a quiver ran down her back. Feeling the back of her knees weaken, she pressed into Patrick's chest. "You must keep your balance to avoid an involuntary bath. I'm sorry if I scared you but surfing is my life and it makes me passionate. Please let me buy you a drink as a compensation." Sunlight danced on Patrick's light brown hair, giving him an angelic look. Connie knew that Patrick was anything but angelic, as she noticed the enormous bulge in his trunks was not getting smaller. Looking into his sparkling eyes, she replied, "Sure, I'd love to drink coffee with you." "Alright but I've to return the surfboard to the school first." They walked over the Harbour Bridge and went past the Opera House to get to the academy. Patrick and Connie walked back to Bondi Beach where the chic outdoor restaurant and bar The Bucket List was serving modern Australian food and local drinks. It was most famous for its seafood and cocktails. Connie played with her red hair while Patrick ordered some coffee. "I usually hang out here and watch the divine sunset." "Your life seems so exciting, Patrick. Not many people have the chance to work at the beach." Connie stared thoughtfully into Patrick's twinkling eyes. She still could barely believe this was happening to her, as Patrick was the most exciting guy she had ever met in person. His hand moved down as he pulled his chair towards the table and grazed the side of her thigh, sending shivers down her spine. "Yes, working at the beach is the best life there is." Patrick said and pocketed his sunglasses. His deep blue eyes met her emerald green eyes for a long moment while they drank coffee under the big umbrella close to the wooden furnitures. It was getting darker and colder but the burning fire from the open fireplace kept them warm. This had been yet another day in paradise but the night was still young. Patrick enjoyed Connie's pleasant company but he wanted to treat her nicely before they shared an adventure inside the hotel. Connie watched the cozy fire as the flames danced wildly. She couldn't help but wonder about the warmth of Patrik's tanned body. "I wonder what will happen tonight in your room?" "Lets go to Bondi Hotel and explore the mystery pretty lady." Patrik took Connie's hand in his hand to show her the way. They entered the simple room with a table with two chairs, a couch, a TV and a bed. The sea could be heard from the open windows and balcony door. Patrick lit the candles next to the red roses on the tiny table to set the mood. He leaned forward toward Connie and opened his lips but stopped the motion to let her start the kiss. She moved her hands onto Patrick's thighs, leaning towards him. Letting her wet lips softly touch Patrick's sensuous lips and teasing him, she passionately kissed him. Moving his hands, he rested them on her curvy waist pulling her closely to him. Connie felt the back of her knees tremble and weaken. This was going to be a very sexually charged night! He gave Connie a hug and put his fingers just above the bikini panties. Patrick understood how eager and horny she was by the way they French kissed each other. He could feel the heat from her hot body when their tongues were entwined between the soft and playful lips. The erotic tension made Patrick's penis hard and it grew until it stood straight up inside his shorts. Connie's vagina got moist when it was pressed against his sex and her erect nipples became visible on the bikini top. She stood for a long moment, enjoying the way Patrick felt as he hugged her. Resting her head on his shoulder and feeling his stiff cock pressing against her sent a shiver down her spine. Patrick put his face in Connie's hair, breathing in the scent of wild flowers. "You smell nice. Your hair and skin is so smooth to touch honey." "Thank you very much. You are gorgeous." Patrick got carried away by the excitement and gave Connie's back a sensual massage by moving his hands upwards. She didn't complain when her top fell to the floor when he untied the knot on the string around her neck and back. His fingers moved slowly around Connie's huge boobies before Patrick broke the kiss to get the chocolate sauce from the tiny refrigerator. He squirted it on her big pink areolas and they turned dark brown. "Chocolate is my favourite candy and reward." Patrick licked carefully around Connie's areolas and sucked her stiff nipples to make them clean. "Mm, Patrick, keep sucking my tits, don't stop." Moaning and quivering she sat down on the sofa arching her back over the armrest. Pushing her tits upwards, she let her head fall back as Patrick continued giving her nipples the attention they ached for. "Yes I can do everything for you and they are magnificent." Patrick said and put more sauce on them. He repeated his routine and Connie's breaths were filled with pure pleasure. She was happy because Patrick made her feel special. He untied the strings on the sides of Connie's bikini bottom and removed it to reveal all of her slim body. Connie's sex was completely shaved and Patrick smiled. "Connie, you look great and I like what I see." "You like what you see? Good, I wonder if you will like what you taste?" She eyed him filled with anticipation at what would happen next. "You cheer me up with your good mood and enthusiasm. I'm sure it will taste delicious." Patrick filled Connie's belly button with liquid chocolate and licked in circles to get all of it away. His tickling and teasing made her sigh. He poured the rest of it on Connie's cunt and especially on her clitoris. Patrick kneeled in front of Connie when she sat up and parted her slender legs. He held her inner thighs while his ambitious tongue moved up and down Connie's pussy. Patrick was very naughty and sometimes he stuck his tongue inside Connie's vagina or nibbled on her clit. She moaned and gasped with delight when her cunt became really wet. Her increasing breaths told Patrick that she was close to orgasm. He focused on sucking Connie's sensitive button into his mouth and licked furiously on it. Her body tensed and her back arched in erotic pleasure as she quivered. Looking into Patrick's hungry eyes, waves of delight washed over her. He surprised Conny by pulling down his shorts and she got shocked by the size of Patrick's hard cock. Suddenly he lifted her legs and put his dick into the slippery pussy. It slid slowly inside and he increased the speed of his thrusts. "I'm coming love!" Connie screamed and Patrick couldn't hold back his emotions when her cunt muscles milked the penis. "I love you sweetie!" Patrick moaned and they breathed heavily while their bodies shook. Ray by ray all of his warm sperm was shot from his pulsating limb and it ended up deep inside Connie's hot womb. They were still attached to each other when they kissed and hugged afterwards. Feeling spent, they lay together under the warm blanket in a spooning position. Connie could feel Patrik's cock as it lay nestled against her ass. He was worn out and his penis had slipped out from her sex when it shrunk. They were relaxed and enjoyed being nude on the couch. "We can rest now and eat bistro breakfast in the sunrise darling." "Yes and I would love to follow you to your work sweetheart." Mr. P extinguished the candles and the two lovers went to the bed. Patrick and Connie continued to spoon each other until they woke up.