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Leslie's Day

By: handstogether8



Leslie sat on the couch and looked at her living room. It was gorgeous. It had been beige when she moved in, but she was not a beige sort of girl. She had selected a beautiful shade of apricot, and painted the place herself. It had been a lot of work, work which she did not particularly enjoy. She had had to skip part of the wall behind her entertainment center, it was just too awkward to move. But that was her little secret. The room had ended up looking great, so much better than beige. It lifted her spirits to come home and bask in its color.

At least that was true on most days. Today was different, it had not been a good day. Leslie had woken up lonely, which in itself was not that unusual. She had ended a fairly serious relationship a few months before, and she missed having someone to care for and who cared for her. She usually didn't let it bother her. Instead, she just worked harder at her job with IBM. Hard enough that she didn't have time to dwell on her feelings. It wasn't hard to do. She was responsible for rolling out a new software package to sites all around the world. There were always problems that needed to be solved. She could have worked 24 hours a day and not gotten everything done. Instead, she choose to work about 12. But working her ass off for IBM was only tolerable if the work was fun and she felt appreciated. Neither of those had happened today.

Leslie's woes had started off early that morning. It seemed that Linda, an old manager of her's, was going to be returning to her department. Leslie really did not like Linda. It had been a wonderful day when Linda left. She had actually felt sick to her stomach when the announcement was made. To make matters worse, it had not been decided exactly what Linda's new role was going to be. So Leslie got to worry about it until it was decided. She just knew they were going to make her work for Linda again. It was not a pleasant thought.

The afternoon had not been any better. Another announcement, this time arriving by email. It seemed that Shelly was being promoted to manager. Leslie felt the anger and indignation rise up in her as she read the mail. Leslie had let it be know that she was interested in that position. She also knew that no one was working nearly as hard as she was. She had poured her heart and soul out to do this job. She worked insane hours. She let it destroy her personal life and tear up her relationships. She did all this, and ultimately IBM didn't give a fuck. Nobody gave a fuck.

At that point Leslie had started surfing the internet. She had decided she was not doing any more work for IBM that day. It had been her silent protest. She had eventually ended up on a site full of erotic stories. Erotica was not something she normally read, she never had the time. But today it had been what she wanted. She had been vaguely aware that she was violating some company policy by visiting that site from work, but that sure as hell hadn't stopped her today. The company could go and screw  itself.

Leslie had found herself drawn to the more extreme stories. In real life she was not into the tie me up and spank me stuff. Well, at least not usually. But today it had been what she wanted to read. After a few stories she found herself really excited, sitting in her office chair in soaking panties. She had briefly wondered if anyone at IBM had written a policy forbidding masturbating in the restrooms, though she had quickly dismissed that idea. She was far too professional for that, even if she was pissed. She had just crossed her legs, and read another story.

"Are you coming?" a voice had boomed from behind her.

Leslie had spun around, horror on her face. She had opened her mouth to answer but could find no words.

"Sorry to scare you," Bob had laughed. He was an office mate from 2 cubes down. "We are supposed to be in that meeting about the Tokyo roll out in 2 minutes."

"Sure, I'll be right there," Leslie had replied, feeling the relief wash over her. "Thank God that site didn't have any pictures on it," she had thought, "or my ass would be toast."

Leslie had arrived at the meeting right as it was about to start. Bob began speaking but she couldn't get into what he was saying. She just wanted to go home. The excitement from her reading had passed quickly. Now she was simply stuck in a boring meeting in wet panties. Finally it was over. Leslie was the first one to leave. She didn't even go back to her cube. Instead she walked outside, and drove home.

Leslie had walked into her house and glanced at the clock. 4:15 PM. "When was the last time I got home so early?" she had asked herself. She couldn't remember. She had made herself a drink and slowly consumed it as she walked around her house.

Now Leslie was sitting on her couch, in her beautiful apricot living room, wishing the color and brightness would work their magic spell. But no magic came forth. At first she only knew that she was sad, but as she closed her eyes and reflected upon herself, she realized that she was lonely.

Leslie walked over to her computer to see who was around. Perhaps talking with someone would make her feel better. No one she was really close to was there. Charles was online. He was a guy that she had chatted with before, but never met.

"Hi there," she typed, and sent it to him. He answered and they chatted a while, but it didn't do much to make her feel better. She wanted to talk with a real person, face to face. Computer chat was a poor substitute for that.

Leslie toyed with the idea of inviting him over. At first she dismissed the thought. He would just think she wanted to screw him. Then an idea came to her. A way she could do it with out committing to anything.

"Hey Charles," she typed into her IM program, "would you help me move my TV? I need to paint behind it." She hit send before she had time to change her mind.

"Sure, I'll be glad to babe," came his reply.

Now Leslie fell apart. She had a guy coming over. She hadn't cleaned. She didn't have time to change clothes. Her makeup had been on since 7:00 that morning. On top of all that she hoped she hadn't invited a stalker or a rapist over to her house.

The minutes ticked by slowly. Finally there was a knock at the door. She opened it and smiled. She liked what she saw.

"Hi Leslie," she heard his deep voice say. "Its good to finally meet you. I brought you these as a house warming present."

Leslie looked down. Charles had brought her flowers. Twelve roses. Six red and six white. She hadn't expected that. Of all the possibilities in the world that she had imagined, that one never crossed her mind. She was completely unprepared for it.

Then Leslie did something that was truly out of character for her. She started to cry. She hated herself for doing it as soon as she started, but that only made things worse.

Leslie heard the door close. Charles put his arms around her. Wow, how long had it been since someone held her. She couldn't remember. It certainly felt good. She moved closer to him and hid her face under his chin. She felt him reach up and cradle her head in his hands, caressing the back of her neck. She liked this. She liked the care, and the touching and the holding. She liked the light sent of his aftershave and the roughness of his neck against her face. The only thing she didn't like was that she was crying.

"Leslie, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry," she answered. "Give me a minute, I'm not usually like this. It has just been so long since someone did something nice for me. I forgot how good it felt. I'll be OK in a second."

"Don't apologize babe," he answered. "Are you having a rough time?"

Babe. He called her babe. He did that when they chatted on the internet. But on the internet everyone was babe, or sweetie, or hon. It didn't mean anything there. But here, in real life, in her apricot living room it made her feel special.

"You have no idea," she answered, still hiding her face under his chin. "I pour my life into work, and they don't care. No one else cares either. It just gets so lonely after a while."

"Come over here and sit down," he said leading her over to her couch. "What's going on at work?" He asked, pulling her close to him.

Leslie wasn't crying anymore, but Charles still held her like she might start. She didn't mind. It felt good to be touched. She told him about work. Just a little at first. But he really seemed to be interested, so she started going into more details. It was wonderful to talk with someone who seemed to care.

Long ago someone had told Leslie that conversation was excellent foreplay. She had always found that to be true, and now was no exception. Of course it didn't hurt that she had spent a couple of hours that afternoon reading erotica, nor that she was in the muscular arms of a handsome guy. She didn't feel like figuring out how to maneuver the conversation around to what she wanted, so she just turned around and kissed Charles, hoping that she wouldn't shock him.

Leslie felt Charles pull her close as his lips parted. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and felt the desire course through his body. Someone wanted her. It made her that much more excited. She felt herself getting wet. She bit him on the neck. Hard. She felt his hand on her side. He was stroking her lightly, just barley touching her. He started exploring her body with his touch, looking for the spots that sent quivers down her spine. He found the one on her side right below her ribs. He discovered one about 4 inches away that she hadn't known was there. Then he found the one right below her breasts that she definitely knew was there. She felt his hands move under the center of her bra and spread out over her breasts.

That demanded more than a quiver. She grabbed his thick dark hair with both hands and pulled his head back. She kissed him, biting his lip in the process. She pulled herself into him and pinned his hands to her breasts. He squeezed, causing waves of pleasure to ripple from his hands, to which she responded by tightening her grip on his hair until she was afraid she was going to pull it out.

"You shouldn't touch me like that unless you mean it," Leslie said, pulling herself away from him.

"Oh, I mean it babe. You can count on that."

"I know you do," she said as she stood up.

She was still wearing her clothes. That had been fine when she answered the door, but now they were getting in the way. She unbuttoned her blouse, watching Charles watch her as she slipped it off. Next came the bra. Finally she stepped out of her pants, leaving them piled on the floor.

She stood in front of him, wearing only her black panties. He rose from the couch and stood behind her. His arms encircled her, pulling her back against his chest. She slid her fingers behind his neck and into his hair, pulling him toward her. His muscular frame did not move, but the force cemented her body to his. Leslie felt his hands on her sides again. They made their way around her stomach and found her breasts. He cupped one in each hand, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and the sides of his index fingers. She closed her eyes and moaned, pulling harder against him.

She felt one of his hands move. He trailed it slowly down to the top of her waistband, teasing her with it. Then he continued his journey, raking his fingers slowly through the course hair he found between her legs, pressing her swollen lips together.

Leslie was in ecstasy. She pressed herself into his hand with such force that her feet came off the floor. She thrashed wildly as she sought to grind against his palm, but she found she couldn't move. Charles was holding her tightly to himself. She liked the feeling of being dominated. She struggled against his grasp, and to her delight he restrained her effortlessly.

She felt a finger part her lips and slide inside her. She wanted to scream. Then she felt anther finger go in and she did scream. She would later hope that the neighbors didn't hear, but that was the farthest thing from her mind at the moment. She tried to thrust against his fingers, but he was still holding her, making it difficult to move.

"Would you please just fuck me now," Leslie panted as she tried to impale herself more deeply around his fingers.

With a speed that took her breath away, Charles spun her around and set her on the carpet. He lay across her, resting some of his weight on her chest. "Don't worry babe," he growled, looking into her eyes with a passion that both excited and frightened her, "I'll make sure you get plenty of fucking."

He reached around and snatched off her panties. His fingers went back in. Three this time. Fast and furious, plunging deep inside her. Leslie felt like she was on fire. Her body tensed. She screamed as she came, struggling against the arms that held her, and delighted that she was powerless to get away.

Charles stood and unzipped his slacks, discarding them into a corner of the room. He gave her a scorching look as he pealed off his briefs, leaving no doubt as to his intentions. He rejoined her on the floor, whispering "Roll over babe," in her ear.

Leslie complied though she was not sure what he was going to do. Charles lay beside her. He reached over her with one hand and placed it on her pussy. He pulled himself against her so that his cock was between the cheeks of her ass, the head just below the small of her back. She felt him start to stroke her, exploring, searching for her clit. It felt good. He ground into her cheeks. She could feel his excitement, tell that he was no longer in control of himself. It was exciting to do this to a man. She thrust back as he ground into her hips, listening to him moan. She was about to come, but he beat her to it. She heard his primal scream and felt his hot cum as he deposited it onto her back. It pushed her over the edge. She ground herself into his hand as her orgasm swept over her.

Afterwards she lay in his arms, enjoying his erotic embrace. "That was wonderful," she whispered to him.

"Yes it was babe," he replied. "But I'm not done yet," he added with a smile. 

Leslie's Demise



This is a story with a lot of truth to it from an old relationship...

The day before they broke up, Danny had asked Leslie to hang out that night with him. She told him that she didn't really feel like doing anything. This is part of the reason they broke up. He loved Leslie. She was a beautiful girl. Straight brown shoulder length hair, pretty brown eyes, tanned skin, some freckling on her face, she wore braces. She was about 5'7, 140 pounds, skinny with long legs. Her greatest feature were her breasts. They were huge. Each one the size of her head. They were so big, they made her body almost look deformed! Yet they were hidden when she wore loose shirts, or button up shirts, which was often. She was 18, he was 20 at the time. 

When a friend of hers, Scott, called her that night, and asked her to come party with them, she accepted. She went out with Scott, and another couple, to a party. She had known Scott for a few years now, and had always been a little attracted to him. He was 5'11, about 165, black hair, brown eyes, good looks. 

By midnight, Leslie was drunk. By 1, she was hammered, flirting with Scott (and others), falling all over him. The 4 of them went back to Leslie's place, as she was accustomed to having people over on weekends - her mother was rarely there. 

The 4 drunk teenagers sat down in her living room. She was pretty horny, and very wet. Her pussy gets very wet at the slightest arousal. After flirting and giggling with Scott for awhile as she had yet another drink, she went into the kitchen to mix yet another. Scott followed her. He knew she had a boyfriend, but had wanted to fuck her for a long time, and saw no better opportunity. Leslie turned to him, holding her arms out, drunkenly. 

"Thanks for coming!" she said. He hugged her tight, conscious of her humongous breasts pressed against him. As drunk as she was, she noticed slight movement in his pants, and her pussy got wetter. She looked up at him with her beautiful brown eyes. 

He kissed her. Leslie kissed back, opening her mouth to allow his tongue inside. She shot her tongue into his mouth as he slid his hands down her back to her ass, where they latched on to each of her asscheeks, squeezing them softly. They made out for a few seconds, lips smacking loudly while music played in the other room. Leslie broke the kiss. 

"I have a boyfriend, we shouldn't do this." she said, secretly hoping he'd argue. Her vagina was tingling so violently she needed to squeeze her legs together tightly, trying to scratch the itch. 

"I'm sorry," he said, "I've just wanted to do that for so long." 

"Really?" Leslie asked, smiling. 

"Yes," he answered, "I think you're so hot." Her cunt buzzed at his words, she needed to leave the room before things got worse. 

They went into the living room where they had another drink. It was nearly 3. She needed to go to bed, she was so drunk she was passing out. She wished them goodnight and began to stumble up the stairs. Scott followed her, staring at her ass the entire way. Leslie didn't notice him as she walked into her bedroom. 

"Nice room." Scott said as he entered. She turned around, too drunk to be startled. 

"Thanks!" she said, smiling, braces glinting in the light of the moon through the window. He was hard as a rock. He went to her, and Leslie didn't move away. He slipped his hands around her waist, and their lips met again, smacking loudly. He snuck his tongue into her mouth and she eagerly sent her tongue into his mouth. They kissed passionately, loudly, drunkenly. His hands grabbed her ass again as they pressed their bodies together. 

Leslie had only slept with 5 guys. She was not that easy - it took Danny a month to get her. But it was fairly easy to fool around with her. She loved kissing!

He backed her up to the bed and he fell on her, between her legs. He kissed her again, rubbing his crotch against hers, further stimulating her already sopping wet pussy. She was breathing heavily into his mouth as he dry-fucked her on her bed. After a couple of minutes, Leslie was so horny she couldn't contain it. She broke the kiss. 

"We should shut the door." she said. Scott got off of her and shut her bedroom door and climbed back into bed beside her. She kissed him this time, wanting to pick up where they left off. His hand caressed her leg over her pants, over the side of her ass, her stomach, as he tongue kissed her. His hand slid to the front of her chest, caressing over her huge breast over her buttoned up shirt. Her tits were huge! He thought as he squeezed one. Leslie sighed into his mouth. She loved it when guys played with her tits. 

All thoughts of Danny were out of her head as she fooled around with another guy in her bed, his hand all over her tits. Her hands were caressing his back, afraid to touch his dick, knowing that if she touched it, she might want it. She did not want to seem easy - nothing to do with her boyfriend. In her drunken state, however, she did not mind if his hands wandered around her body. His hand left her soft, huge breast to slide over her belly to her crotch over her pants. He stroked her crotch, still kissing her. He could feel incredible heat emanating through her pants, and she moaned into his mouth. Leslie began to rub her crotch against his hand. Suddenly, she felt her zipper slide down, and her button undo. Helpless to stop him, he slid his hand into her panties. Scott's fingers ran through thick curls of pubic hair until they touched incredible wetness. 

"Mmmmmph." she moaned into his mouth as his finger ran along her sopping wet slit. He reached the entrance to her horny treasure and dipped a finger into her tunnel. 

"Ohhhh" Leslie sighed, breaking the kiss. He began to slide his finger in and out of her twat, kissing all over her neck and cheek while she gasped for breath. She began humping at his finger subconsciously. Scott dipped a second finger into her, and her soaking wet pussy eagerly sucked both fingers in all the way. He took his hand out of her panties and grabbed her hand, placing on his crotch. Leslie's pussy flooded again feeling how hard he was through his jeans. She kissed him, rubbing him over his jeans. Scott began to undo the buttons of her shirt. He got it halfway unbuttoned when he felt her nimble fingers undo the button and fly in his jeans. 

Leslie was hammered, but she was not that easy. She knew she couldn't have sex with him, but she would at least suck his dick. The best way to avoid getting fucked was to keep her clothes on, even drunk as she was, she knew that. She pushed up his shirt, breaking the kiss. She took off his shirt and threw it on the floor. She began to slowly kiss down Scott's neck and chest. At that moment, Danny slept peacefully in his bed, no idea that his girlfriend was preparing to suck on another guy's cock. No idea that a few moments earlier, another guy experienced just how wet Leslie gets as he slid his fingers in and out of her. 

Her cleavage and black bra was exposed and could be made out in the moonlight, her shirt half unbuttoned as she kissed down his stomach. Her hands grabbed both his pants and underwear and slid them down his legs and off. She gasped at the sight of his cock. It was huge. The biggest she had ever seen. At full hardness, it was 9 inches long and incredibly thick. Her pussy ached for it. She had still not experienced an orgasm before, and thought that this might be big enough to give her one. She was curious how a cock that big would feel inside her, and she wanted to find out. Her heart was pounding at the temptation. She resolved to fight it off. Not because of Danny, for he was all but forgotten. But because of her morals. Even drunk and horny as she was, she would not let a guy enter her so easily. Straddling his legs, button and zipper down on her pants, shirt half unbuttoned, she reached up his body and wrapped her fingers around his thick pole. He sighed as she slowly stroked it. She bent her head towards it. 

Leslie's tongue snaked out and licked all around the base of Scott's thick cock slowly. She licked up his shaft, her hand holding it up into the air. He watched her in the moonlight as she began to lick around his fat mushroom head. Leslie opened her mouth and slowly stuffed his cock inside. Her soft lips glided down his pole, taking about half of him into her mouth. 

Pussy buzzing, Leslie began to bob her head up and down on his mighty pole slowly, slurping loudly. 'slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp' went her mouth as she slobbered all over his penis. She licked at the head every time she brought it to the edge of her mouth, and she sucked it hard when it touched the back of her throat. Her head bobbed up and down on him faster, suddenly eager to taste his cum, maybe even swallow it! It was then that she thought of Danny. 

Danny's cock was half the size of the one in her mouth, she thought. A slight exaggeration, of course, but the thought sent a surge of desire through her pussy, and she bobbed her head up and down on his lap faster. Scott moaned, loving how good her lips felt sliding up and down his organ. He was gonna cum soon if he didn't put a stop to this. He wanted to fuck her so bad, he didn't want to waste his load in her mouth. 

She pulled it out of her mouth with a slurp and began to lick all over his shaft, rubbing his penis all over her face, loving every inch of his beautiful cock. He gently grabbed his penis and eased it back to her mouth. 

Leslie opened her mouth eagerly and he slipped his cock back inside. She licked at his pole as he stuffed it in her mouth. She sucked hard on it, trying to spring forth his seed. She began to bob her head up and down like crazy, her lips sliding up and down his shaft as rapidly as possible. 'slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp' it was a good thing that they shut the door, for their friends downstairs could hear the loud sucking noises had the door been open. Scott was losing it. He couldn't let that happen yet. 

He gently grabbed the back of her hair, lifting it up off his cock. His monster cock slipped out of her mouth with a slurp. He led her up the bed, and Leslie crawled up the bed beside him. Her lips eagerly found his and they kissed passionately, loudly. She was breathing hard into his mouth. His hand again slipped down into her panties, easily finding her soaking wet treasure. Her small hand found his huge cock, and began to stroke it as they kissed. 

"Mmmmmmph..." she moaned into his mouth as she felt his finger slide into her. He broke the kiss and slid his hand out of her panties. He tugged at her pants, and Leslie found herself raising her ass and allowing another guy to slide her pants down her legs, she pulled her feet out of her pants and her socks as well, and Scott tossed them onto the floor. He couldn't believe that he had Leslie down to her panties! 

His hand caressed up her long smooth legs, over her soft inner thighs to her crotch. He began to rub her pussy over her panties, clearly feeling her swollen lips through the thin, sopping wet material. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh yes..." she moaned, and her lips found his again, her hand stroking his large cock. Her entire body was buzzing, and she was dying to know what he felt like between her legs. If she kept her panties on, she would be ok. She placed a long leg over his lap and, without breaking the kiss, straddled him. Lips smacking, the two french kissed as she began to writhe her crotch against his long pole. The only thing between her pussy and his penis was the thinnest of soaking wet cotton. As he kissed her, he could feel tremendous heat emanating from her crotch, and he could feel it on his cock.

Still kissing her, his hands undid the rest of he buttons on her shirt. She allowed him to pull it down her shoulders and off of her, and he tossed it on the floor. Her humongous tits were barely contained in her black bra, and he broke the kiss, kissing down her neck to her cleavage. Leslie continued to rub her panty covered cunt along his mighty shaft as Scott kissed down her ample cleavage. While Danny slept soundly in his bed, another guy was pushing Leslie's bra strap off of her shoulders, kissing down the swell of her breast. The cup fell just off her left breast, exposing the pink areola and rock hard nipple. 

Scott sucked the nipple into his mouth, sending pleasure throughout her body. He kissed and licked all around her areola as she continued to writhe herself against his manhood. Leslie didn't object when he reached around her and unsnapped her bra. It fell from her shoulders, freeing her amazing breasts. He threw the bra onto the floor and grabbed a tit in each hand, caressing them. He kissed all over them, kneading them in his hands, licking at her nipples. She was panting above him, she had never been so wet. 

After paying attention to her wonderful breasts for a good 3 or 4 minutes, Scott rolled her off of him. She lay on her back beside him, and his lips found hers. She kissed him eagerly, opening her legs to allow his hand in between her thighs. Again he rubbed her, as if there was any more work to do to get her horny. 

His hands gripped the sides of her soaking wet panties and he gently tugged. It just seemed natural to Leslie to raise her ass and allow him to slide her panties off. She forgot that she was supposed to keep them on! He slid them down her legs and she pulled each foot out of them. He dropped the dainty things on the floor. 

Leslie was now completely naked while her boyfriend slept a few blocks away, oblivious to the whole thing. Not knowing that she and another man were naked in her bed together, horny as hell. 

Scott caressed her body once more. He gently squeezed her breast, caressed her belly, over her thigh, and back up her thigh to her pussy. He gently fingered her clitoris and she gasped in his mouth. He caressed back up her body, squeezing a leg in between hers. 

Leslie found herself opening her legs and allowing him to get his other leg in between. Scott was now naked, on top of a naked Leslie, in between her sexy legs. Her breathing was very laboured as they kissed again, writhing against each other. Her naked pussy was so fucking wet as it rubbed along his mighty shaft. 

She forgot about abstinence, forgot about her boyfriend, and she forgot about a condom. Her breathing was shaky when he broke the kiss, reached in between them, and grabbed his huge pole, running the head down her swollen slit. She looked into his eyes, needing that huge rod to fill her. His head reached the entrance to her treasure. He pushed forward. 

While Danny slept, Leslie's swollen pussy lips parted and allowed Scott's cock to enter. Her vagina easily sucked his entire penis inside in one stroke, that's how wet she was. 

"OHHHHHHH!" she moaned loudly, feeling sooo good. Her wet pussy was so warm around his dick, and Scott's lips found hers as he kept himself inside her. Her tongue eagerly darted into his mouth as she spread her legs wider around him. He began to slide in and out of her, making love to her as they kissed. Her panting grew too heavy and she was forced to break the kiss, moaning. 

His long, 9 inch penis slid in and out of her hungry tunnel over and over again. Her pussy was so warm, so hot. He began to fuck her hard, Leslie raised her feet into the air, enhancing the feeling in her cunt. 

"Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" she moaned as he fed her his cock. Their two friends went upstairs to use the washroom, and they stopped at the top, listening to Leslie's moans. 

"Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Ohhh! Ohh! Unh! Unh!" could be clearly heard through the door. The two friends giggled quietly. 

Scott looked down at Leslie as he fucked her. Her humongous tits rocked up and down with each of his thrusts. Her steamy tunnel was sooo slick. He could not get over how wet she was!

Leslie was feeling an orgasm coming on, and its intensity frightened her. A wave of pleasure was engulfing her entire body as she got screwed hard on her bed. Her feet were flailing in the air helplessly, she was unaware of how loud she was moaning. She was dangerously close to an orgasm. Her fear of such an intense feeling actually chased it away. She was gasping for breath as she gained control of her senses. She had never been so close! And still Scott's giant cock was jackhammering into her. 

She gently eased him off of her, rolling him on his back beside her, her rolling on top of him, cock sliding out of her with a slurp. She kissed him passionately, lovingly. Her near orgasm had an animal effect on her. She reached beneath her and grabbed his enormous dick, raising it into the air. Leslie pressed her pussy down on it, and his penis easily sunk into her vagina all the way. 

"Ohhhhhhhh God..." she moaned as he filled her. She began to raise and drop her ass, sliding her pussy up and down his rod. 

"Oh! Oh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Oh God! Unh!" She cried, riding him as fast as she could. Pleasure consumed her entire body for the next 5 or 6 minutes as she rode him as hard as she could. She had never felt such a large cock inside her, had never had anything that deep inside her. But she could not get back to the edge that she was at minutes earlier. Her tits were bouncing in front of Scott's face. His hands were on her naked ass, squeezing her cheeks. Leslie decided that he needed to take control if she was gonna have her orgasm. Just the thought of having her first orgasm made her that much hornier. She had to fight her fear and let it happen, and this cock would be the one that could do it. 

Heart pounding, she slid his long, thick penis out of her twat again. She lay on her back and Scott was quick to climb on top of her. She spread her long legs eagerly. He was still hard as a rock, he was so excited. The head of his cock pierced her vagina, entering her in one smooth motion. 

"Ohhhhhhhh yes..." she moaned, smiling. Her lips found his as he began to make love to her again. They kissed sloppily, having trouble breathing as she felt his long organ enter her again and again. He broke the kiss and began to fuck her harder again. He fucked her so hard, the bed was hitting the wall with a dull thud each time. 'thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud' went the wall, underlying her cries of pleasure.

Their friends were heading downstairs, on their way out the front door, listening to the loud banging of Leslie's bed. They smiled at each other. 

Leslie was moaning loudly, feeling her body get that feeling again. She raised her feet into the air, amplifying her senses down there. Scott was fucking the shit out of her! Her huge tits were bouncing violently as he banged her as hard as he could. He could feel his own orgasm rising. Leslie's entire body was tingling, her heart was pounding, she could feel her orgasm approach. She felt fear creep into her brain again, and she fought it off, embracing the pleasure, forcing herself towards it. Her moans stopped, she was hyperventilating, then: 

"OHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Leslie came. Her entire body was on fire, her pussy was pulsating, her heart felt like it was exploding. 

"Ohhhhh ... GOD... Ohhhhhh" she moaned loudly. She lost all strength in her limbs, she was a helpless ragdoll, her pussy was still convulsing. Scott lost it. Without asking her first, he jammed his cock all the way inside her unprotected vagina. 

She was not on any birthcontrol, but didn't care. She was in heaven. Scott came. Load after load of his cum fired into Leslie's defenceless vagina. He moaned along with her as he ejaculated inside her. 

He fell on top of her, still cumming a little as he caught his breath. Leslie was finally able to calm down a bit, as the last remainder of sperm trickled out of Scott's penis and into her soaking wet pussy. 

"Oh my God, " she breathed, " I have never had an orgasm before!" she said smiling. He smiled too, kissing her. He slid out of her wet twat with a slurp and lay beside her. Leslie placed a long leg over his body and held herself close to him. They fell asleep like that.



Leslie's Demise Ch. 2



They were awakened the next morning by a phonecall. It was Danny, wondering where in the hell she was last night. He had no idea that she was naked while she talked to him, in bed with another guy who was also naked and who had given her her first orgasm just a few hours earlier.

Scott listened to her explain to her boyfriend that she went out with some people. He was staring at her huge tits as she talked on the phone. Her face was so pretty. Scott kissed her cheek, causing her to smile while she talked. A tingle went through her pussy, reminding her of how good she could feel. 

"Who?" Danny asked over the phone. 

"Scott and another guy." she answered. 

"I can't believe this," he said, "you told me you didn't want to do anything, and than you go out with another guy?" Smiling, Leslie kissed Scott on the lips, holding the phone away. 

"We're just friends," she said into the phone, "nothing happened, I just felt like drinking with those guys." Scott was kissing her neck, her pussy was tingling like crazy now, causing her to forget her headache. 

"I'm coming over," Danny said, "We have to talk." 

"Can you come in a few hours Danny, I need to sleep." she asked. 

"No," he said, "I'm coming over now." she knew he was serious. 

"Well can you give me awhile to get ready?" she asked. 

"Ok, I'll be there in 20 minutes instead of 10." he said. She didn't bother arguing. She got off the phone a moment later, sighing. It was exactly 9:40. 

"Well, " she said to Scott, "I'll be single in 20 minutes!" she laughed. "He'll be here in 20 minutes." she said. 

"Should I go?" he asked. 

"No," she answered, "just hide in my mom's room when he gets here. We shouldn't be long!" she said laughing. He kissed her smiling lips and she opened her mouth. They kissed softly for a moment, his hands caressing her soft body. She felt his penis grow while pressing against her smooth leg, and her pussy flooded. All the memories of her first orgasm came pouring in, and she needed another one. She was an addict already! So when Scott slid his leg in between hers, she eagerly opened her long legs wider, allowing him to get entirely in between them, giving herself to him. Their lips smacked as Leslie felt Scott grind his long shaft against her wet slit. She broke the kiss. 

"You know, we should wait until Danny leaves, we don't have time right now, " she said, "we only have about 15 minutes, and he WON'T be late!" Scott reached in between their naked bodies and grabbed his monster dick. He rubbed it up and down her wet slit. "Ohhhhhhh..." she sighed, closing her eyes. He stared at the head of his penis rubbing her pink pussy lips this way and that. 

"Do you have a condom?" Leslie asked, "I think we should wear one this time, I'm not on the pill." 

"No" Scott replied, yet still rubbed her slit with his head. For the next minute, they were silent as he continued running his fat head along her horny slit, teasing her clit at every pass. Her breathing was laboured, her legs parted further, and she was writhing slightly against his organ. 

"Ok..." she breathed, "just don't cum in me this time! And we should pay attention to the door!" Scott moved his cock back down to her wet entrance. He pushed forward. Leslie's swollen cunt lips parted and sucked in his huge organ. "Ohhhhhhhh..." she sighed, smiling. His penis slid all the way into her soaking wet vagina in one stroke. He was entirely inside her warmth. 

"Ohhhhhh God..." she moaned, loving it. She forgot all about Danny, but Scott didn't. He didn't want to be interupted, so he was paying attention. It was 9:48. Twelve minutes. Maybe less. He began to slide in and out of Leslie's slick tunnel. 

"Ohhhhhh yes. Ohhhh God I've never loved sex so much!" she cried as his 9 inch penis penetrated her again and again. He held himself up on his arms, immediately fucking her hard. She raised her feet in the air helplessly, amplifying the amazing feeling in her pussy. Her humongous tits were bouncing violently with each thrust, he loved watching them. Her head was arched back, eyes closed as she got screwed hard. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Ohhhhhhhhhh God! Unh! Unh!" Leslie moaned, feeling her orgasm approach and no longer fearing it, but embracing it. Her feet were flailing in the air as he thrusted into her as fast and as hard as he could. 

".......................OHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH my God! OHHHHHHHHHHH!" she came. Her wet pussy convulsed around his driving penis, gripping at him hungrily. Her entire body was on fire, she couldn't breath, her orgasm was so intense. Scott fucked her through her orgasm. 

At that moment, 9:53, Danny was getting into his car to visit his girlfriend, having no idea that a long penis was penetrating her and getting her off. 

Scott pounded away at her, watching her expression, watching her huge breasts bounce. Her cunt was so slick, so warm. He began to lose it. He fucked the shit out of her, her moans were so loud. "UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!" 

Danny pulled into Leslie's driveway just as Scott began to lose it. He pounded her a couple more times as Danny got of his car. Scott pulled his huge penis out of Leslie's vagina with a slurp. "Ohhhhh!" she cried, surprised. Danny was walking up her steps out front just as Scott came. 

His cock spasmed in his hand, shooting a stream of hot, thick, white cum into the air, landing between her tits. Another shot spewed forth, the thick glob landing on her belly, just beside her belly button. 

Just then, they heard a knock on the door. Danny had no idea that as he was knocking on his girlfriend's door, at that very second, a guy was cumming on her belly. Leslie panicked. She watched more cum shoot out, with less power, of Scott's penis and land in the thick fur of her bush. Scott got off of her. 

"Go to my mom's room!" she hissed, getting up. Her naked body was incredibly beautiful as she stood up. White cum slowly dripped down from between her tits, and just beside her belly button as she scrambled for a tissue. She grabbed some, and quickly wiped between her naked breasts, and belly, leaving enough there to make it glisten in the light, but getting the obvious white stuff off. She threw on a T-shirt and pants, forgetting about the cum on her bush. She went down to answer the door. 

Danny had no idea that when Leslie let him in her house, she had another guy's cum on her bush, and that her cleavage was still sticky.



Leslie's Demise Ch. 3



Just seconds after getting the sex of her life, Leslie answered her front door, looking sombre as she let her boyfriend come in. She was wearing a green T-shirt, no bra, so her monster tits were hanging loose inside. She wore loose grey track pants, no socks. Her shoulder length brown hair was down. Obviously she had not showered, hell she hadn't even properly wiped all the cum off her body! Yet, she still looked beautiful to Danny. No matter how pissed off at her he was, he could not deny that he badly wanted to screw her right there and then, not knowing that she's already had her fill! 

Scott hid upstairs while Danny and Leslie argued in the living room. For thirty minutes, the two argued, anger turning to sadness as the inevitable approached. She sat on the couch, he stood in the middle of the room before her, and broke it off. Had he known that another guy was dicking her hungry pussy as Danny pulled into her driveway, who knows what he would have done. 

She cried. Overcome by guilt and despair, the 'I don't want to be alone' feeling, she wept. Even though she found a superior lover, and discovered the wonderful world of orgasm, she still had trouble admitting it was over. She stood up and hugged him, still crying. He was conscious of her tits pressed against him, he couldn't even get sex off his mind while dumping her!! Holding strong, he managed to control a hardon. After a few more minutes, he broke the hug. 

Leslie walked him to the door, tears still streaming down her face. 

"Don't go!" she cried. He left. If he could think of a way where he could fuck her one more time, he would have, believe me. But he couldn't see that happening so he left. 

Sobbing as the door shut, Leslie walked over to the couch and sat down, face in her hands. Scott came down the stairs cautiously. Seeing that the coast was clear, he came down and sat beside her on the couch. He was wearing only his boxer shorts. He put his arm around her shoulder and she let him pull her close. 

"Why are you so upset?" he asked, "You knew you were breaking up and it didn't bother you earlier. " 

"I know," she sobbed, "but it's still hard. " It was easier looking at HIM though. His smooth bare chest, broad shoulders, she couldn't stop herself from being aroused. Her crying turned him on for some reason. Being with someone who is so emotionally charged had an affect on him, and this affect could be seen in his boxers. 

"Ok," he said, "Where was he when he broke it off?" 

"He was standing there. " she said, pointing. Scott got up and walked to the middle of the small living room. 

"Here?" he asked. She nodded, confused. "Come here. " he ordered. She got up and walked over to him. 

"Lie down. " he said. Now she was really confused. "Go ahead!" he encouraged. She lay down on the floor on her back. He knelt between her legs and grabbed her pants and pulled downward. Understanding dawned on her and a tingling sensation shot from her pussy through her entire body as she raised her ass off the floor for him. He slid both Leslie's pants and her panties down her long, sexy legs, exposing her bush. She pulled each foot out of them and put her feet flat on the floor, legs open for him. 

Her crying had stopped, her breakup had moved to the back of her mind as memories of her orgasms came flooding back. Her pussy moistened tremendously, her heart pounded, and her breathing deepened. Suddenly all she wanted was to be touched, pleasured. 

Scott looked at her swollen, pink pussy lips, framed by curls of brown pubic hair. He bent and kissed the lips of her vagina. Leslie gasped. He slid his hands under her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks softly as he kissed the top of her inner thigh. He kissed the very top of her leg, just beside her pubic hair, teasing her. She found herself writhing the air. His tongue shot out and slowly, ever so slowly, licked from the bottom of her pussy lips up to the top. She was so wet he lapped a lot of her juice into his mouth. She sighed. Danny who? He gently licked up and down her sensitive lips, she quivered beneath him. 10 minutes earlier Danny had dumped Leslie, having no idea that in the exact spot he dumped her, Scott's face would be buried between her thighs. Scott slid his tongue far into her twat. 

"Ohhhhhh. " she moaned softly, her hand stroking his hair. She was soaking wet! He lapped much of her juices out of her pussy, tasting her, teasing her. He sucked her swollen lips into his mouth, much to her delight. 

"Ohhh God. " she sighed. He held the lips in his mouth, sucking on them as he ran his tongue up and down them rapidly. A few moments later, mercifully, he released Leslie's pussy lips. He sucked the tiny nub of her clit into his mouth, catching her offguard. "OHHH!" she cried, orgasm suddenly well on it's way. Holding her clitoris between his lips, his tongue flecked over it lightly. She began to hump his face, her hand no longer stroking his hair, but grabbing it in her fist. He released her clit, tongue rapidly licking it. His tongue was unrelenting, licking her horny clit. She came. 

"OHHHHHHhhhh!" she moaned, writhing her hips in the air, rubbing his face with her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhh God!" she sighed, her entire body on fire, the walls of her cunt were pulsating. He was squeezing her bare ass hard, holding her writhing pussy in place while he continued licking her clitoris. Finally, her orgasm subsided, but the itch in her cunt was still there, still needing something to satisfy it. Still on his knees, he got up and pushed down his boxers, unleashing his huge cock. 

Leslie stared hungrily at his 9 inch cock as he crawled up the floor towards her. She was gasping for breath. Scott pushed her T-shirt up her body, exposing her belly, then her huge tits. She allowed him to pull her shirt off, becoming completely naked for him again. Staring at her breasts, he could not ignore their beauty. Grabbing them with both hands, he buried his face in them, kissing all over her cleavage and licking all around her areolas. His hands kneaded the soft mounds of flesh as he licked at her nipples. 

She could not catch her breath, she was so filled with desire both from the sensation of his tongue on her nipples and from the knowledge that his big dick was inches away from her very wet treasure. He finally forced himself to leave her breasts, and he kissed up her chest and neck. Their lips met for the first time since she became single, and they kissed passionately, lips smacking. She eagerly sent her tongue into his mouth, and he did the same to her, rubbing the shaft of his cock along her unprotected slit. She was breathing heavily into his mouth, desperately needing him to bring his cock back too far and slide it into her. They writhed against each other, kissing sloppily. Scott brought his hips back, his cock sliding down her slit on its own. He could feel tremendous heat from her pussy as it touched the tip of his dick. He broke the kiss so he could watch her reaction. He pushed forward. 

The pink lips of Leslie's cunt opened for him, almost pulling the top of his penis inside. "Ohhhhhh God... " she moaned, eyes closing, head arching back. Heat engulfed the top few inches of his organ as her tightness gripped him. He pulled back a little, letting her vagina adjust once more to his size. He pushed forward again, this time his entire penis slid into her hungry tunnel. "OHHHH!" she cried, smiling. It felt amazing. She felt so full. She felt as if she wanted to be that full forever. All that was on her mind now was how good she felt. She felt his lips on hers and she eagerly kissed back, sliding her tongue into his mouth, gasping for breath as she kissed him. 

Leslie opened her legs wider, her feet still on the floor as Scott began to slowly slide in and out of her. He broke the kiss so he could watch her moan beneath him, her hands were clawing at his back, her eyes were still closed. He began to ram his monster cock into her pussy harder, causing her to cry out with pleasure. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" her moans carried throughout the house as she got fucked on her livingroom floor. Another orgasm was charging forth as he picked up the pace. She raised her feet into the air, increasing the feeling in her cunt as Scott jackhammered in and out of her. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!... oh... God... OHHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHH!" She came. The walls of her pussy squeezed and released his driving penis, her heart was pounding, she couldn't breathe. She loved cumming! Through it all, he still pounded into her. 

Her eyes were closed, her face was clenched in ecstasy, her huge tits were bouncing violently up and down to his thrusts. If he wasn't feeling so amazing, he'd be hypnotized by the sight of those beautiful breasts bouncing to the rhythm of their sex. After a couple more minutes, he slid his long, thick cock out of her twat with an audible 'slurp'. He rolled her over onto her hands and knees. 

It was at this point that he noticed he had a bit of rug burn on his own knees. He didn't care. The animal instinct that had consumed the two of them was forcing him to get his dick back inside her! Leslie looked so incredibly beautiful on her hands and knees. Huge tits hanging freely, gorgeous ass bent over, pink pussy lips swollen and quivering beneath that ass, long smooth legs, even the bottom of her feet turned him on! He knelt between her legs and she parted them further for him, heart pounding, pussy tingling uncontrollably, needed his long rod to fill her back up more than she ever needed anything! He ran the fat head of his cock down the crack of her lovely ass. He could hear her panting as she anticipated what was to come. 

Down her wet slit he slowly brought the top of his cock. It reached the entrance to her wonderful treasure and he held it there briefly, teasing the two of them. He slid himself slowly into her, and her hungry vagina eagerly gobbled him up. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yes... Ohh God!" she moaned, treasuring the sense of intense satisfaction that she felt when his humongous tool eased into her snatch. She pushed her ass back towards him, grabbing every inch of his cock that he had to offer. He grabbed the sides of her ass and held his penis as deep inside her as possible, loving the warmth that held him. Scott took in the amazing view of her smooth ass pressed against his groin, completely hiding his dick. He slowly pulled back, watching the pink of her pussy lips pull outward slightly with his penis. He rammed it back in. "OHH!" she cried out in pleasure and pain. 

"Holy shit you're big!" she gasped. He pulled back again and again jammed it home. "OHH!" she moaned again. He began to fuck her doggy style at a steady pace, his long organ gliding in and out of her slick cunt. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" she moaned with each thrust. Her huge tits were rocking back and forth as she get screwed from behind. 

He fucked her faster, slapping hard against her soft ass. 'slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap' went his groin against her ass, the slaps echoing throughout the room. She was losing it again, he could tell by the sound of her hyperventilating. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Oh oh oh oh oh... UNNNNNNNH! UNNNNNH!" she moaned, cumming hard. 'slap slap slap slap' He continued to jackhammer into her helpless body as she came. 

Wracked in ecstasy, Leslie was a moaning ragdoll, completely at the mercy of this big cock. He was losing it, overwhelmed by the sensual sight before him, the feelings her pussy gave his cock, and her beauty. Hearing her moan, watching her ass cheeks shake with each impact, all had a hand in driving him over the edge. 

He pulled his long penis out of Leslie's slick vagina, moaning. He held his monster cock in his hand above her ass. It jerked in his hand, and a stream of cum jetted out of his dick and into the air, landing on the middle of her back. Pussy still buzzing intensely, breathing heavily, she still felt warm liquid land on her back. 

Scott's penis jerked again and more sperm flew out, with less power this time, landing on her right ass cheek near her back. More and more thick white cum spewed forth, and he tried to aim it at the crack of her beautiful ass. He succeeded, as 2 globs of his jism streamed down the crack of her ass. He watched it slide down her wet slit, slowly dripping onto the carpet. He wiped the remainder of the cum off the top of his dick and onto her ass, it glistened in the light. 

While Danny sat at home, mourning the loss of his girlfriend, Leslie was naked on her hands and knees, gasping for breath, cum all over her sexy ass...



Leslie's Drive Home



Leslie looked up at the clock. Almost 5, time for the end of the workday. She began rifling through her papers on her desk, shuffling them until they were neatly piled, and ready for the assault the next morning. I'm beat, she thought, and I do my best work first thing in the morning anyway. These can wait until then. She stood up, and took her styrofoam cup over to her rubber plant on the window sill, emptying the remaining water into it. She looked through her office door, and saw that the associates were all packing up to leave for the day as well. They would be surprised to see her leaving too, as she normally stayed until after 7 in an effort to keep the billable hours up. To hell with the billables tonight, She rebelled quietly. I'm going home to enjoy the evening. 

The sun lurked briefly behind a patch of cloud, playing hide and seek with the ground. Leslie took note of this, and decided to walk out without wearing her navy blazer. She had unbuttoned the top button of her white satin blouse earlier in the day due to the sun's warmth that had greeted her in her office after lunch. It always got hot in the summer months in her office. It was one of the minor disadvantages to being a partner in the firm, but one that she readily accepted. She looked forward to being able to change into her comfortable clothes and sit on the deck with a Tanqueray and tonic, the Pacific breeze in her long blonde hair, and watch the waves collide with the rocks that jutted their chin out defiantly.

The phone chirped just as Leslie was picking up her briefcase to make her early exit. She frowned, then noticed that it was her home number. The frown didn't subside initially, because that meant that Mike was home early. The only time he arrived home before she did was if some catastrophe had taken place in the house. The last time it had been the pipe that had erupted all over the kitchen floor during that monstrous cold snap in January. Water had been everywhere when she got home. The northwest had such surprising weather changes.

"Hello?"

"Hey Honey," Mike's low voice murmured in her ear. Leslie loved that low, sultry voice.

"Hi Baby. What's wrong?" 

"Nothing Baby. Just missing you." Mike's voice was even huskier than normal. 

Leslie knew that tone of voice, and she replaced the frown with a smile. Mike only used that voice when he wanted intimacy, which was often. She felt the tingle between her thighs as she remembered when he had awakened her after attending the dinner meeting last night. He had kept her on the verge of euphoria for what seemed like days before making the mad rush to orgasm with her. The marathon session had become a frantic race to the finish in which they both crossed the line simultaneously. 

"Why are you home so early?"

"Don't worry about it Sweetie," he whispered. "Just come home. Is your cell phone with you?"

Leslie cast a quizzical look down into the phone and answered, "Yes, why?"

"Just keep it on Baby...k? I'll talk to you in a bit."

They exchanged goodbyes, and Leslie put the phone gently in its cradle. She was pleasantly impatient to find out why Mike was home early, like a child waiting on her birthday to open her gifts. It certainly sounded positive. She reached for her burnished leather briefcase, tossed her coat over her arm, and started for the door. She checked herself, and put down her case for a moment, snapping open the top and peering into it. She sighted her cell phone, pulled it out, and snapped the case shut. She then picked up the case and headed toward the door. 

She walked to the elevator doors and stood with other employees from the ninth floor, waiting for it to ascend, when her cell phone emitted a soft beep. She looked at the phone in her hand. Just as she said hello into the phone, the elevator doors opened, and she walked in, stepping into the very back of the car.

"Hey Baby. Where are you?" It was Mike, with that same husky whisper. 

"Heading to my car. I'm in the elevator."

"I can't wait until you get home Baby. I'm sitting here in those black silk boxers you got me, and I'm teasing my cock through the material, just thinking about you."

Leslie let out a slight moan before catching herself. She looked around the elevator, and was relieved to see that nobody was turning to look at her. She hoped that it meant that they didn't hear the noise escape from deep in her throat. Some were discussing daily events, and she hoped they had drowned her out. 

Mike continued. "Baby, unbutton one button on your blouse."

Leslie was shocked, and extremely nervous, but also getting very aroused at the thought. "Ok," she quivered, trying to sound professional. She looked around the elevator, then very casually put her hand to her chest, and slowly coaxed the second button through its loop. Her chest was now bare to her cleavage, just covering her white lace 36d bra that hid her nipples, which were becoming erect. She crossed her arms over her chest, using her coat to cover them.

"Did you do it baby?" Mike teased.

"Yes," she replied unevenly, not wanting anyone in the elevator to look at her. Although she was scared to death that someone would know, she was also exhilarated. Her pussy was beginning to moisten, and she was glad that she had worn the panties with the white thigh high stockings today. She could feel her panties getting wet, and couldn't wait to get outside to feel the breeze blow teasingly under her skirt as she walked to the car. 

"Ok Baby. I'll let you go for now. Talk to you in a bit. Oh, and by the way, I'm stroking my cock through the boxers now." 

The phone clicked in Leslie's ear. Damn him, she thought. He's already driving me wild, and he isn't even here. She tightened her hold on her coat and her briefcase, and waited for the elevator to complete its descent. When it did, she waited until everyone had exited before slipping out of the door. She crossed the large atrium foyer, and pushed herself through the revolving door to the sidewalk, the coat crossed over her left arm and held tightly against her cleavage. 

The walk to her car seemed like miles. The breeze was just strong enough to playfully tickle her under her skirt, and Leslie felt herself getting even more turned on. She was so glad that she had not worn the full pantyhose today. They would have stifled her. She turned the corner and stepped into the parking lot, finding her pearl '99 Lexus LS400 in her private parking spot, marked " L. O'Brien, Partner", against the building's side. She unlocked the door, tossed the briefcase and the blazer into the passenger seat, and bent down to settle into the driver's side. Her cell phone chirped once more. 

"Hello?"

"Where are you now?" It was Mike. 

Leslie's voice quivered. "I'm in my car, getting ready to pull out of my parking space."

"Remove your shoes Baby. Drive in just your hose. And pull your skirt up so you can see your pussy."

"Ok. Hold on." Leslie did as she was told. She pushed off the blue 3" pumps, revealing her size 6 feet, her toes painted a dusky pink and visible through the gauzy material of the hose. The cool air from the air conditioner blew on them, causing goosebumps on her calves. She then raised herself just a bit, and pulled her navy skirt up until she could see the white lace French-cut bikini against the leather seat. It was now becoming quite soaked from Mike's teasing. 

"Did you do it?" Mike asked in a low voice.

Leslie could barely whisper. "Yes."

"Mmmm. Good. I've got to tell you something. I've taken my cock out. I'm stroking it, imagining how sexy you look right now. I can't wait until you get home Baby. Talk to you in a bit." 

Click.

DAMN! He did it again. 

Leslie could feel her nipples becoming fully erect now, and she ached to touch them. Her pussy was throbbing, and her right hand shook so much that she could barely put the car into reverse. She put the car into drive and pulled slowly out of the lot, and onto the street. Her mind barely remained on the traffic. She drove three blocks to the first stoplight.

CHIRP!!!!

The phone again. Leslie looked at it, her pussy reacting much like Pavlov's theory had proven before. She picked it up, barely registering a soft "Hello" into it.

"Leslie? Is that you?" 

"Mother?" Leslie's mother's voice shocked her back to reality. She sat up straighter in the seat, and tried to regain her composure.

"Leslie, is something wrong? You sound out of breath."

"No Mother. I'm fine. I've just had a stressful day, and traffic is horrible" Leslie lied, hoping to get her mom off the phone as quickly as possible. At this point, she would agree to almost anything her mother asked, which was quite a concession given the controlling personality her mother possessed.

"Oh, ok. Well, your father and I were wondering if you and Mike were still coming over for dinner this Friday."

Oh god. Not dinner. "Sure Mom. We'll be there" Leslie grimaced, knowing that Mike really wanted to get away for the weekend.

"Ok. Then come over at around 7, and we'll cook out. And have Mike bring the wine. He always does such a wonderful job picking it out."

"Ok Mother. Ooops. I have to go. I've got another call." The phone beeped in Leslie's ear.

"Ok. Love you Honey. See you Friday."

Leslie barely said goodbye before switching to the other call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Baby. I'm sitting here just stroking this rock hard cock, just thinking of my Sweetie. There is precum glistening on the head just for you Honey. I need you so bad right now."

Oh God, Leslie thought. I'll have a wreck before I get home if he keeps this up.

"Baby, are your nipples hard?"

"Yes, very," she replied.

"Reach up and tease them for me. Tell me how hard they are. Pull on them one at a time." Mike's voice was getting throaty. She could hear the heat in his voice.

"Mmmmmm. Very hard," she replied as her left hand reached under the silk blouse and her bra, pinching her nipple slightly and pulling on it. The pressure sent a sensation coursing through her body, causing her to press her left foot against the floorboard of the car. She was driving with her knees right now, and trying to stay in the middle of her lane, with minimal success. She continued to pull on the nipple, and both began showing clearly through the bra and blouse, visible proof of her lust for Mike at that moment. She put her right foot on the brake, and slowed for the stoplight just ahead, which had just turned red. She pulled her hand from her breast.

"Baby, how wet are you? Tell me. Put your hand on your pussy. Tease it for me." 

Mike's voice was killing her. She imagined him sitting on the leather sofa, his cock rigid and swollen, his left hand sliding up and down the stiff shaft as his thumb teased the slit on the head. She stopped completely at the light, and looked next to her. A couple was in an old sedan to her left, and they were staring at her. Her lips parted as she placed her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit through the panties before dipping under them to press her finger into her now soaked pussy. Her lips separated and accepted her finger readily. Her legs opened wider for her to insert her finger even further. She began to stroke it in and out. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back.

"Oh God Mike. I'm so damn wet. You're driving me crazy."

"Mmmmm. I want you Leslie. Hurry up and get home. I need to taste that sweet pussy."

Click. He hung up again. 

HONNNNNNKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!

Once again , Leslie was jolted out of her fantasy as the driver behind her honked his horn. She looked up sheepishly, and noticed the light was green, and nobody was on either side of her. She put her bare right foot on the accelerator, and started off. Her finger did not stop its movement in her pussy, however, as she continued to fuck herself as she drove. Her panties were drenched, and her seat was beginning to show signs of her excitement as well. She wiggled her hips and felt her ass getting wet from her own juices.

Leslie drove for almost 15 minutes, and was nearing the turn for her home when the phone chirped again. She had kept her finger inside of her pussy throughout the drive, and had to remove it to answer the phone. She knew this had to be Mike. It better not be anyone else.

"Yes?"

"It's me Baby. Are you almost home?" 

"Mmmmm. Almost. Making the turn into the neighborhood now."

"Good. Are you touching your pussy?"

"Yes."

"Taste yourself. Tell me how you taste." Mike was getting a sense of urgency in his voice. 

Leslie removed her finger from her pussy and inserted it between her lips. Her tongue circled over the tip, tasting the musky juices. She sucked greedily, letting Mike hear the noises as she pushed all four fingers into her mouth. She heard him moan into the phone as he listened, his breathing interrupted in spurts by his persistant stroking on his throbbing member. Her nipples strained against the material of her bra, begging to be sucked and nibbled. 

Leslie removed her fingers from her mouth. "Oh God Mike. I'm getting so fucking hot. I taste so good right now. I need your tongue on my pussy now."

Click. The phone went dead.

Leslie drove faster than normal down her street. She hit the garage door opener and wheeled aggressively into the drive. Her mind was bouncing, a pinball veering against the sides of her brain. As she drove into the garage, she noticed the door to the house ajar. Her foot hit the brake and she quickly placed the car in park. The garage door slowly closed behind her.

As soon as she stepped from the car, the door to the house swung open. Mike stepped out clad only in his black silk boxers, his cock swaying angrily in front of him. He pressed Leslie against the front quarterpanel of the Lexus, bending her backwards as he kissed her hungrily, his deep brown eyes wild with passion. His cock was hot against her leg, and his hands clawed at her breasts, trying to unhook the bra to free them. Leslie's skirt remained hiked over her ass as it flattened against the car, and her hands were pulling frantically at Mike's hips to grind herself into him.

Mike undid the bra, then trailed his lips to Leslie's chin, and down her neck to her aching breasts. He lapped at her nipples, sucking and biting as his hands worked themselves lower. His right hand found her panties, and he pulled them down in one motion. He rubbed her clit rapidly with the fingers from his left hand, and his mouth trailed down in a race to beat them to her pussy lips. He removed his fingers just as his lips found her clit, and he pressed her onto the top of the Lexus, her legs now raising to rest on his shoulders.

"Yes Mike! Do it! Fuck me with your tongue!"

Mike's tongue dived further into Leslie's pussy. He removed it, and began flicking it rapidly over her clit while he pushed two fingers into her, curling them to reach for her G-spot. Leslie grabbed the back of his neck, and held him down, feeling the building pressure, knowing that she was near the point of cumming. She could feel the intensity of Mike's movements as he greedily worked at her clit. His little finger circled the rim of her ass, probing around it and propelling her closer to the edge. . She put her arms behind her on the car's hood and threw her head back in anticipation of the climactic explosion. 

Mike's little finger pressed against Leslie's ass, entering her only slightly as his tongue continued its frantic pace. He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth, his cheeks sunken against his jaw. He could feel her reaching that point when she clapped her thighs against both ears and grabbed his head to hold it tightly against her.

"I'M CUMMINGGGGG!!!!!OH GOD YES I'M CUMMINGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!

As Leslie began to tighten her legs even more, Mike sucked her clit into his mouth. He could feel her pussy spasm and then release, tasting her precious juices on his lips and tongue. He continued to suck on her now sensitive clit, listening to her moaning as she thrashed about on the car's hood. Leslie was over the edge now. She shoved her pussy toward Mike's lips, and bucked her hips up and down to meet his darting tongue. She could feel another orgasm raising up, growing, and she tried to hurry it to its highest peak. 

"OH GOD BABY!!!!DO IT!!!TONGUE FUCK ME!!!!!TASTE MY SWEET CUM!!!!!!!!"

She came again, wailing, moaning, releasing the pent up emotions that Mike had cultivated in her as she had driven from work. Her orgasm came in waves, rushing over her time and again like the waves that crashed behind their home. She could feel the heat and passion seeping from her body, sensing that sweet moment when she became sated. 

Mike pulled his lips from Leslie's pussy, and begin kissing the inside of her thigh. He licked the remaining juices from her legs in ravenous fashion, then stood up in front of her and picked her up, newlywed style, and carried her into the house. Leslie put her head against his left shoulder, her arms around his neck. She breathed deeply of his cologne as he walked through the dining room and into the kitchen. Once there, he gently put her feet on the floor, and turned her around to face the window that overlooked the ocean. She knew what he wanted. Leslie felt him raise her skirt from behind, and slide his 7 inch cock between her ass cheeks. He teased the rim of her ass with the head before guiding the head between her legs. She caught her breath as he inserted the head just between her swollen lips.

"God Baby. I've wanted you all fucking day." Leslie could feel Mike's thick member part her lips and begin entering her. He held it there for just a moment, teasing her.

"No Mike. Come on Baby. Put it in me. Fuck me Honey. Fuck me now."

He needed no further encouragement. Mike plunged his cock deep within her tight pussy muscles, driving it to the hilt, then grinding against her to rub his balls against her smooth shaved pussy. He began pumping, piston-like, pounding into her faster and faster. Leslie loved the feeling of him taking complete control, and she offered herself up to him by standing on her toes and reaching back to separate her asscheeks.

"Watch me Baby. Watch me take your cock into my pussy." She teased, knowing the impact it had on Mike's lust. He groaned and fucked her harder, deeper, his balls keeping the steady rhythm on her pussy like a metronome. Leslie lifted her entire 5'6" body up on her toes, and looked back to see Mike's face twist and contort as he fought off the urge to explode for as long as possible. She could feel another orgasm rise inside of her loins as well, and she pushed her hips back impatiently to meet Mike's thrusts .

"FUCK LESLIE! I'M GOING TO CUM BABY!!!!"

"OH GOD YES MIKE! SHOOT IT INTO ME!! CUM IN ME HONEY!!!!!

Mike grunted and slammed his cock fully into Leslie's waiting love hole. He erupted, spewing his hot, sticky seed deep inside of her, sending Leslie's pussy into convulsions. Her orgasm countered his, and she tightened around his cock, extracting every ounce of cum from his raging cock. He pressed hard against her and felt her juices mingling with his, rolling down over his shaved balls as he filled her with everything she could manage. 

Mike shuddered as he felt the last bit of cum being squeezed from his balls. His body relaxed, and he leaned over Leslie, putting his arms around her and pressing his face to her back. Leslie lowered herself from her toes, and wrapped her arms around the outside of Mike's, standing both of them up and pulling closer to his chest. She turned her head and raised up her lips, kissing him softly. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue, savoring the flavor as he offered it to her. He slowly withdrew from her and turned her around, looking deeply into her emerald eyes with his own. 

"God I love you Baby," Mike whispered tenderly, holding her close to his 6' frame.