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Secret Sexiness Ch. 01

By: AlexandraDawson



Deb was standing at the front counter, checking the schedule for the day. She noted that 15 people had attended the early morning water aerobics class. Now, the three 8:00 am regulars were swimming laps in the pool, and the normal 6:00 am lifeguard was in the lifeguard stand trying to stay awake for her 30 minute shift. Deb had just gotten into work, and she knew Burt was there already but she hadn't seen him yet. She knew he had just gotten off the lifeguard stand, and that he was in the back room, by her office.

She didn't hear him walk up behind her, but she felt him put his hands on her waist and slide them up underneath her shirt. He leaned his large body into her back and said casually, "Do you have a swimsuit on?"

Even though she enjoyed feeling his hands on her, she turned around quickly and said, "What the fuck are you doing?"

Burt looked apologetic and said, "I'm sorry..."

She said, "Shut up." She grabbed him by the shirt and led him to the back room, around a corner where no one could see them.

He was shocked by what was happening. He didn't know what to expect from her if he touched her, but he knew he had to try sooner or later. She was driving him crazy. Ever since he realized that she wasn't always a cold authoritarian, he'd been sure that he could get her to open up to him. He liked talking to her, and liked looking at her. She had long legs and long blonde hair. She was athletic and his favorite part about her was that she swam almost every day - and he got to be her lifeguard, watching her flip around in her Speedo.

Once they were in the back room, she pushed him roughly so that his back hit the wall, and she said in a strict tone, "First of all, it is incredibly inappropriate for you to touch me that way. Not only am I your boss, but if any of the customers or the other staff had seen you, I could face being fired. You wouldn't be fired. I would." Then she said in her strict tone, "Secondly," but softened her tone and took a step closer to him and said sweetly, looking up at him, "Ask me that question again."

He tentatively put his hands on her hips, looking questioningly into her blue eyes. She reassured him by leaning closer to him until her breasts were brushing against his chest. He slowly moved his hands up under her shirt and felt the soft skin on her stomach with his thumbs, then moved his fingers along her back up to her bra and back down, stopping just above her ass, and he leaned down and spoke softly into her ear, "Are you wearing a swimsuit?"

She had her eyes closed and she took a quick breath of air, enjoying the way his breath felt on her ear.

He pulled her hips closer to him and wrapped his arms around her, putting her earlobe in his mouth, sucking it and then gently biting it.

She lifted her arms to put them around his neck and pressed her hips against him with all her weight. She wanted to feel his hardening cock against her. She leaned her head to one side to open her neck up to him. He took the invitation and kissed her neck softly, then sucked it, then bit it gently, making her breathe harder and harder. She ran her fingers through his short brown hair, pushing him into her neck, and then she turned her head so that she could kiss him. She looked into his eyes and her lips began to curl into a sexy smile. She steeled herself to close the gap between them, to press her lips against his and finally kiss this sexy man who worked for her. With their lips about to touch, she took a breath, tasting his minty breath and feeling the wetness between her legs respond to his proximity.

As they both leaned further and let their lips gently brush, the loud creaking sound of the old solid-steel door jarred them out of their reverence for each other. They both knew that sound: the pool's front door opening. They both knew that it would take about 15 seconds for the person to make it all the way to the front desk, since whoever walked in would have to walk from the other side of the natatorium. Deb and Burt both knew that a customer wouldn't be able to see them, but a lifeguard would walk straight into the office right past where they were about to start making out. So they both knew that they had to stop, to avoid being caught.

She briefly allowed herself to just lean against him. She took a deep breath and resumed her authoritative tone. She had felt his cock growing hard, so she asked him quietly, "Do you need to go into my office to... straighten up?" He was still looking deeply into her eyes. He wanted her so badly. His brain was doing summersaults as he tried to think of ways he could throw her down and fuck her right then and there. Finally he took a deep breath and said, "No. I'm ok.

She straightened her shirt and walked her normal fast-paced walk back out to the front desk. It was another lifeguard after all. It was Dave, who was early for his shift, for once. She thought, Why is he early today of all days?

In her usual curt and matter-of-fact tone, she said loudly, "Good morning Dave." After Dave said good morning and was standing in the reception area, Burt had recovered and appeared from strong the corner. She gathered her keys and some paperwork and told them that now there were three guards, she was going to run to City Hall to do some paperwork. She said she'd be back around noon, and if they needed her to call her cell. She quickly walked to the front door and out to her car, then she pulled away.

After she was gone, Burt noticed that she had been acting like nothing had happened, acting just like she always did. She had spoken to both of them while she was gathering her things, without really looking at either of them. She was acting very busy and in a hurry, as always. It made him smile to think of her behavior in light of knowing that she must be as horny and disappointed as he is. He realized that maybe she's always acting cold and professional as a way to hide what she's really thinking and feeling.

He thought back to how he'd finally decided to try to touch her. A few weeks ago she worked late and he was the lifeguard that was closing up for the night. Everything was done, but he was supposed to stay until the last man was done in the locker room, and tonight it was the 70-year old Larry who always took forever in the shower.

As Burt waited in the reception area, sitting in one of the three chairs at the front counter, Deb was doing the final paperwork for the front desk. Burt always felt a little uncomfortable around Deb, because she was his boss, but also because they'd been working together for over a year and she was always uptight. She never had a down moment where she just joked with everyone, and the lifeguards usually did plenty of joking; he thought it would be easy for her to chime in. She usually just ignored the lifeguards' joking unless they happened to say something derogatory or degrading. In that case, she would just look up from whatever she was working on, or suddenly appear from the other room and say, "That's enough, guys. Talk like that outside of work, but not here. I'm happy to give out official warnings if it continues." Then she would look them in the eye until she got a nod or a "Yes, ma'am," from each offender. Burt had always thought her personality didn't fit her look. She acted like she was his mom's age, not just a couple years his senior. In Burt's experience, most attractive women in their early twenty's were easy going and flirty, but Deb was serious and considered herself to be above the banality of joking around.

Burt remembered that night, as they sat at the front counter. Burt stole a glance at Deb, who had her head turned away from him. In her tank-top and shorts, he could see her trim arms, her long narrow torso, her firm legs, and her long blonde hair cascading down her back loosely tied in a ponytail. He tried to guess how tall she was. He guessed maybe five foot eight inches, which would put her just a few inches shorter than him. He tried to imagine what type of person she was when she wasn't at work, when she wasn't in charge. He wondered what she acted like when she let loose, and he wondered if that ever happened.

Burt decided to pull his phone out of his pocket to start playing a game when Deb sighed, turned to him, and said in a surprisingly exasperated voice, "This isn't the worst job in the world, right?" He was surprised that she asked him the question as if he were her friend, not in her usual commanding tone. He felt like she was reaching for some comfort from him, like she desperately needed to be told that everything was alright.

After registering his shock at her casual tone, he said, "Your job or mine?"

She said, "Both. I mean, working at a pool. It's not so bad, right?"

He shrugged, "I like it. It's a lot easier than a lot of other jobs."

But she looked worried, gazing at the floor with a furrowed brow, so he thought he'd add something negative, to give her permission to bitch to him. "I mean, it is also really fucked up in a way." She looked up from the floor and looked interested in hearing more, so he continued, "I mean... I feel like we simultaneously have a lot of serious responsibilities while having to do really stupid stuff like scrub gum off the bleachers."

This made her laugh, and she said, "Yeah, it can really suck sometimes."

He thought he'd prod her on. "I mean, it can't be easy for you to try to keep us motivated to clean and be nice to customers and keeping us coming to work on time..."

She almost interrupted and said, "It's not you guys that stress me out. It's stupid City Hall. Why do I have to do so much stupid paperwork and go to so many classes and trainings when all I'm doing is running a fucking pool? If all I had to deal with was you all, I'd be happy. But they have me teaching training courses all over the city. The last time I checked, they only pay me to supervise you bozos. Not to teach city employees about sexual harassment and CPR."

He was just looking at her, astonished that she was actually admitting that she was stressed. She always acted like a bitch. It seemed like she didn't know how to be nice and caring sometimes, but he was realizing that maybe that was just her way of dealing with this stress.

She continued, "I mean, some of the lifeguards can suck my balls too. Why do they have to suck so freaking bad? Little insubordinate shits. I have to admit my job would be easier without them pissing me off all the time."

He smiled and said as nicely as possible, "You know they do that on purpose, right? They are messing with you to try to get you to freak out and yell at them. They think it's funny how uptight you are." He immediately regretted calling her uptight, but she made it ok by saying, "I know! I see that happening, but it's like I can't change it! I just hate them for it, and hate myself even more for being a fucking stick in the mud. I don't know how anyone would deal with those fuckers," and she added, "How would you do it?"

He swallowed hard and thought about what to say. "I really don't know. I'm glad I've never had to deal with them in that way. I guess I'd just fire someone if they were continually disrespectful." He quickly added, "But don't tell them I said that!"

She laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about that. I like your advice though." She looked back down at the paper work, filed it in the cabinet underneath the desk and then turned to look at him and said, "It'd be better if I could just be here all the time. Instead of running all around town." Then she rolled her eyes and said, "Not that it matters anyway. As soon as I'm done with grad school, I'm out of this fucking place."

Burt thought about how he was in his last year of college and only really working there because of the flexible schedule. He nodded and said, "I know how you feel."

Larry finally walked out of the boy's locker room and said good night as he walked by. Burt jumped up to close down the locker room. Deb went to grab her purse and turned out the office lights. As she and Burt walked out together, she said to him, "If you don't mind, I'd rather you not tell anyone that I was speaking to you about these things, especially about leaving after grad school." He opened the door for her and then closed it and locked it. He turned to look at her in the eyes, noting that he might be about four inches taller than her. He said with an honest smile, "You don't have to worry."

For the next few weeks, they would have these honest conversations with each other. She would share her frustrations, and he'd give her what advice he could about dealing with the stupid lifeguards. They would talk about school. Then it got to the point where he couldn't talk to her without thinking about kissing her. He had dreams about her body being on top of his. He would go crazy when she would swim when he was on the lifeguard stand. She would walk across the pool deck and talk to him for a minute before she jumped in. He could barely keep his eyes on the pool when she was walking around in her swimsuit. When he finally put his hands on her this morning, he hadn't even planned on doing it. He actually immediately regretted it, as if it was a Freudian slip, or an inevitable reaction to such a sexy woman being constantly around him. There were many mornings that she would come to work at 8am, do a little bit of paper work and then jump in the water and swim laps for a while. When he came out of the back office to see her standing at the front counter, he hadn't even thought. He just walked up behind her and asked her about her swimsuit, wondering if he'd get to see her swimming this morning. Before he knew it, he was standing in the back office with his lips on her neck. He couldn't stop thinking about what a blur that was. Because she went immediately back to acting like normal, playing her tough-girl authoritative role, he was a little unsure of what would happen going forward.

But again, he was reassured. She acted just like she always had. She acted just as tough, just as distance as always. He thought that maybe she was constantly hiding something. Maybe, for some time, she had been just as attracted to him as he was to her. Maybe she was even a hot ball of hormones and had to act like a tough girl just to keep her cool. Maybe she was a hot, sexy, fuck-machine who wanted...

"Burt!" Dave yelled at him, for the third time.

"What?"

"Kelly said she needs you to go out there." Burt got up and walked out to the pool to see what Kelly wanted.

He was in a daze until he got off work at 11. When he got home, he couldn't help it. He had to see Deb. He had to taste her again, and he wanted to actually kiss her beautiful lips, not just brush his lips against hers for a passing moment. He wanted to feel her melt into his arms again. He couldn't believe how badly he wanted to fuck her. He picked up his phone and wrote, "What are you doing tonight?" and sent it to her. He looked at his phone for a few minutes, but then had to go to class. He had to resist looking at his phone during class. His professor was adamant about cell phones in his classroom, so Burt had to wait until after class to look at his phone again.

That morning, after Deb left the pool, she had driven to City Hall, thinking about Burt the whole way. Her pussy was throbbing, wanting to feel his cock against her again. She wanted to just pull over and touch herself, but there wasn't a place to pull over that would be totally private. Besides, she had never masturbated in her car, and probably wouldn't be able to relax enough to get off. She got to City Hall, had a couple meetings and filed her paperwork. She was done by 10:30, but she didn't want to go back to the pool yet, because she knew Burt was still there. She couldn't stand to see him again, not unless she could tear his clothes off and push her wet pussy against his hard cock.

She decided to run some errands instead of going back to the pool. She had some shopping to do, and she stopped to get some lunch. It was about 12:30 before she got back to the pool. She left her purse by the reception desk, walked around the corner where she had pressed her body against Burt's earlier, and then walked through the door to her office. She heard her phone beep. One of the guards yelled, "Deb, you got a text." She walked to her purse and checked her phone. "What are you doing tonight?"

She immediately blushed and grabbed her purse and walked quickly back to her office. She wrote back, "You."

But she didn't send it. She deleted it. Then she went to her contacts and changed Burt's name to "George." She figured that was a safe name since she didn't know a George. Then she decided she'd think about it for a few minutes before sending it.

When she first hired Burt, she wasn't sure if she would like him. He was cute, in the traditional sense, with green eyes and clean-cut brown hair. And he was muscular. He had been working out for years, after playing football in high school. He obviously got a lot of attention from ladies, which, in Deb's experience, made a guy arrogant and sometimes even disrespectful. But Burt was respectful, professional, and a hard worker. She thought at first it was just an act, but his character never strayed. He always did his work and he even kept the other lifeguards in line most of the time. She had overheard several of the girls who worked at the pool talking about having crushes on him, but none seemed to have success in getting his attention. Deb liked that about him. He seemed to be focused and driven, someone who wasn't distracted easily. He came to work on time, did his job, and got his paycheck. He was just working there to help get him through college, and then he was going to be an engineer. Even though he was a similar age of most of the year-round lifeguards, most of whom attended the local university, Burt was more serious. Deb thought that he was, quite simply, more mature.

When Deb had first moved to Knoxville for grad school, she got the job managing the pool to help put her through school. Her Teaching Assistantship didn't pay her enough to live on, and she didn't want to take out loans. Therefore, she relied on her years of supervising and managing pools throughout high school and college to land an easy gig that paid a regular salary with city employee benefits. Her first day on the job, she self-diagnosed several of the most experienced lifeguards with an authority complex. They had worked there for years and weren't used to being told what to do, and they weren't used to even pretending to be professional. They were disrespectful to her, and she quickly decided the best way to deal with it was to demonstrate a strong work ethic and professional attitude, and to never stray from that line.

She had fired the worst offenders within her first few weeks, and ended up covering a lot of the lifeguarding herself because of it. Within her first few months at the pool, she had increased the amount of money the pool brought in, while decreasing the overall number of employee hours, and her bosses had decided to reward her with more responsibility. They wanted her to teach classes about city policies, which primarily meant teaching sexual harassment and sensitivity training. They also relied on her Lifeguarding, CPR, and First Aid Instructor status to teach and certify most of the city employees in first aid and CPR. All of these responsibilities kept her away from the pool more often, and gave her less control of the delicate balance of maintaining high standards of lifeguard professionalism. The end result was that she had been working this job for almost two years and still struggled to get her lifeguards to avoid saying things like "fuck" and "cunt" within earshot of kids and mothers, much less getting them to come to work on time.

But with Burt, she didn't have to worry about any of that. He was kind to everyone, and she knew that if he was on the schedule, she could be away from the pool that day, because he kept things under control. He was a good worker, and the other lifeguards respected him. The first night she actually talked to him like a normal human being, instead of pretending to be a hard-ass, she realized that she did so because she was attracted to him. She became aware of her attraction that night, after he locked the front door to the pool and stood in front of her as if sizing her up. It was when he looked into her eyes and smiled. That night, she knew things had changed between them.


Secret Sexiness Ch. 01



When Deb thought back to that night, about the attraction that was kindled with a simple smile, a calm exhilaration ran through her. Because of her and Burt's interaction that very morning, instead of being nervous about where these feelings might lead, she comforted herself in the satisfaction of mutual desire.

After going to the bathroom and walking around the pool to check everything out, she went back to her office, got her phone. She re-read Burt's question, "What are you doing tonight?" And Deb typed "You." and sent it.

She stared at her phone for a minute, and when he didn't respond, she kept herself busy with work. Sitting alone in her office, she smiled to herself. She reveled in the fact that she wasn't nervous about his intentions. She didn't feel insecure or out of control like a lot of guys made her feel. She smiled, thinking about how Burt had touched her first, how he seemed like he just couldn't help himself. She thought about his muscular pecks and abs, and how she wanted to touch them for the first time. She thought about running her hands along his back, while kissing his neck and chest. She thought about his strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer to him. Instead of worrying about if Burt would like her ass or her legs, or if he thought she was good-looking enough, Deb felt confident and sexy. Even though Burt hadn't texted her back yet - she knew he had classes today - she was just excited about seeing him again. About getting the chance to touch him, kiss him, and fuck him.

She smiled to herself. She couldn't wait.

She got a text back about an hour later from "George" that said, "What's your address?" She sent it to him and told him 7:30.



Secret Sexiness Ch. 02



That evening, when Deb got back to her house, she took a shower, shaved everything. It made her feel so sexy to have a smooth pussy and asshole. She dressed in only a silky house robe and sat on her couch, trying to read a book until it was time for him to come over.

About 30 minutes early, she heard someone pull up, and then came a knock on the door. She opened the door and Burt stepped in and immediately put one arm around her back, pulling her close, and with the other arm he shut the door. He kissed her lips deeply and then swung her around and backed her up against the closed door. He pushed his hips against hers, and kept kissing her lips passionately. He ran both his hands up and down her body, then down to her thighs, he lifted one of her legs up so it was wrapped around him, and then he picked her up so she could wrap both legs around him.

He broke the kiss to say, "Where's your bedroom?" She pointed down the hall and said last door down that hall. He boosted her up so she was sitting even higher on his body, and she put one hand around his back and the other on the back of his head, pulling his lips closer to hers, pressing his lips against hers. He walked slowly toward the hallway, and she started kissing his neck to give him space to watch where he was going.

She said, "I just have to ask... when was the last time you were tested? I mean..."

He kept walking and kissed her neck and said, "Not long ago. I haven't been with anyone since. I'm clean. What about you?"

She was kissing his neck as he spoke. She stopped to say, "Same. Just last month. I'm good."

He said, "Birth control?"

She said, "Yep. No worries." She pulled her head away and looked into his eyes and said, "You can't tell anyone about this. For real."

He smiled and gave her the most honest face he could muster. "I promise. Not a word."

"Like to anyone... because you know how word can get around."

"I promise. No one. This is our secret. I won't tell anyone, as long as I get to fuck you. I won't tell a soul."

She squeezed her legs around him tighter, wanting him even more now that he didn't mind her asking him those questions. He made sure she was on birth control. That made her so hot, thinking about him finishing inside of her. She smiled to herself because she believed that he wouldn't tell anyone. He was trustworthy. As well as extremely sexy. She had no more reservations about fucking his brains out.

When he made it into the bedroom, he fell onto the bed on top of her and kissed her deeply. Then he stood up, running his hands along her body all the way to her knees. He stood there looking at her. He bit his lip as he looked into her eyes. She smiled at him and wiggled her hips and opened her legs a little bit wider. Her robe didn't cover much, and he could see her smooth pussy easily. He ran his hands down the inside of her thighs and stopped right next to her pussy. She opened her legs wider, and he put his face closer to her pussy.

She said, "wait."

When he looked up at her face again, she was smiling and she said, "You need to take some clothes off first."

He stood back up and took his shirt off, then looked at her. She said, "That's not enough." Then he took off his shorts. She could see his hard cock through his boxers and she said approvingly, "I guess that will do for now." Then he leaned forward, untied her robe, opened it so he could see her whole body. He leaned back down and kissed her and then whispered into her ear, "I have to tell you something."

She looked at him and said, "What is it?"

He smiled, ran his hand up her body and said, "You are so fucking sexy."

She giggled and kissed him again. He kissed down her neck and chest, and then squeezed her breasts again, running his thumbs over her nipples to gauge her response. He knelt between her legs and ran his hands from her hips up to her breasts and gently squeezed her breasts again. He looked into her eyes and she licked her lips and wiggled her hips again. She was so horny. And so wet already. She couldn't wait to feel him inside of her. Then he ran his hands back down her body, down to her knees again, and then back up her inner thighs, opening her legs as wide as they would go, leaning his head in toward her pussy.

He kissed her clit gently, then kissed down one side of her labia, then back up the other side of her labia. Then he licked her clit, sucking it into his mouth. She pushed her hips into his face, and he sucked harder. She let out a gasp, and he moved to lick her labia. He licked the length of her pussy, and then went down and licked her asshole gently, then licked all the way back up to her pussy. She was spreading her legs wide, and she reached down and grabbed her knees to pull her legs even further apart for him. He pushed his tongue into her pussy and wiggled it around inside, and then came back up to suck her clit again.

He moved his hand to her labia and started rubbing her pussy. He looked up at her and asked if she liked that. She nodded as she took in a deep breath. As he continued to rub the outside of her pussy, he asked, "Do you want me to put a finger in?" She nodded enthusiastically. He said, "I can't hear you." She said as she exhaled, "Yes." He said, "Yes, what?" She wrinkled her brow at him and then bit her lip and said, "Yes, please finger me." As soon as she said the words, he pushed his middle finger in as far as he could.

Her pussy was so wet and so ready for him, his finger went right in. He curled it toward her stomach and she pushed her hips against his hand to get his finger even further in. He pushed it in and out of her pussy until she was moaning. Then he pulled his finger out and asked, "Do you want another finger?"

She said, "Yes."

He said, "Yes, what?" as he positioned two fingers just on the opening of her pussy.

She smiled at him and she thought about protesting, but she gave in and said, "Yes, I want two fingers. Please fuck me with two fingers."

He responded quickly and pushed both fingers into her wet pussy. He couldn't believe how wet she was. Usually he had to eat a girl out for a while to get her so wet. He was used to getting the woman nice and hot before he tried to fuck her, because several of his previous girlfriends had had trouble taking his larger cock without a fair amount of foreplay first.

He pumped his fingers into her pussy slowly at first, making sure to curl them up toward her stomach at the end of each pump, he started to go faster, pumping in and out faster and faster. She was moaning, and he thought she was getting close to an orgasm, but she said in a breathy voice, "Stop... stop..."

Once he stopped, he looked into her eyes thinking he had done something wrong.

She smiled a devilish smile and said, "I want your cock."

He smiled at her and stood up to take off his boxers. She scooted toward the edge of the bed, and then sat up taking the robe all the way off, and said, "I want to suck it first."

He dropped his shorts, and she got down on her knees and held his cock. He had a large cock and he shaved the whole area, which she appreciated. She looked up at his eyes and smiled, and then grabbed the base of his cock and put the tip of it on her lips. She licked the head while she stroked this cock, and then put him in her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. She started slowly bobbing her head while swirling her tongue around the head at the end of every stroke. Then she pushed his cock further into her throat a bit more each time, and he started moaning. He grabbed the back of her head and slowed her down and this time asked her to stop. He didn't want to come in her mouth. Not this time. He wanted to come inside of her. He wanted to fuck her.

He said, "Lie back down on the bed." He couldn't wait to put his big cock in her wet pussy.

She looked up into his eyes, and saw how intensely he looked at her. She knew that he wanted her. She felt so sexy, being the object of his desire. Her pussy was throbbing; she wanted him so badly.

She lied back down with her knees bent again. He slowly climbed on top of her and positioned his cock so it was just touching the opening of her pussy. He kissed her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth. He grabbed her breast and massaged it, rubbing his hand down her body until he could just barely grab the bottom of her ass. He pinched her ass and she squirmed underneath him. She was breathing hard now, she wanted him so badly. She couldn't wait any more. She was pushing her hips up so that his cock would go in, but he kept pulling his hips away.

He said, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes."

He said, "Yes, What?"

She said breathily, "Yes, fuck me. Please fuck me now!"

As a quick response, he brought his hips down and pushed his cock into her. She was so wet, but he still felt her stretch around his big cock. She pushed her hips up to meet him, and then he pulled back and pushed it in again.

She loved the feeling of his large cock stretching her. She was blissfully enjoying his muscular body on top of her. She told him, "Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."

He knew he wouldn't be able to go for very long. He had waited too long for this. He wanted her, and he was going to take her. He was going to fuck her hard and fast.

He pushed his hips down as far as he could go, and she moaned her satisfaction. Then he started going faster and faster.

He said, "Do you like it hard?"

She moaned, "Yes. Fuck. Me. Fast. Hard. Mmmmmm. Yesssss."

So he went faster, pushing her harder, moving her lean body across the bed an inch or two with each of his firm thrusts.

He instructed her, "Play with your clit."

Obediently, her hand moved and started rubbing her clit furiously.

With the added stimulation of her clitoris, she felt herself letting go, letting loose. She wanted this so badly. She wanted him so badly. She'd thought about his muscular body on top of her, behind her, inside of her, so many times. She couldn't believe it was actually happening. He made her feel so good. He was stretching her pussy with his big cock and pushing it all the way into her cervix. As soon as she touched her clit, she almost exploded. She was so ready to come on his cock. She wanted to orgasm with his cock deep inside of her. She wanted him to want her to orgasm.

As if reading her mind, Burt whispered into her ear, "Come for me. Come on my cock. Please come with me inside of you. Play with that clit until you come."

She started nodding, and biting her lip, and she put the side of her hand in her mouth to keep her from screaming. Her whole body shook. She felt her pussy throb and tighten and then let loose. She started shaking, her hips spasm against his, bouncing up and down uncontrollably. She came on his cock and she felt like everything in the universe had worked up to this moment, to this orgasm. It felt so good, and it kept feeling so good.

He slowed down for a second, and she grabbed his ass and said, "No. Don't stop. It still feels so good. God you feel good. I want to feel you come now. God you made me come hard. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck me. Keep fucking me."

He sped back up and then started to let loose. He had been waiting for her to come, and now he was going to give her what she asked for. He continued to fuck her hard and fast for a few more strokes, but he didn't last long. He felt himself start to come, and he pushed himself all the way inside her and held it there. She pushed her hips up, allowing him to get as far as possible. She let out a moan with each throb of his dick. She felt each squirt of come, and she appreciated every bit of it.

He stayed inside of her. He didn't want to move. He liked being inside of her. He kept his face right in front of hers, looked into her eyes as his cock softened inside of her. They both smiled and she giggled. He kissed her lips, then her face, then her neck. Short, fast, cute kisses. She giggled, as her sensitized body responded to every kiss and every touch. It tickled every time he kissed her and she loved it.

He rolled over to the side, and onto his back. He put his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling. She leaned over and lied on her side next to him, so their bodies were still touching.

"Fuck," he said. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

She smiled and said, "Really? How long?"

He looked at her and smiled. "Too long."

"Well, why didn't you do something earlier?"

"Because I had to want you long enough so that my body just took over and reached out and touched you before my brain could stop it."

She smiled and said, "Well..."

Before she could say anything, he said, "Please say we do this again sometime."

She leaned her body against his, and put one of her legs over his, putting her hand on his chest and said, "As long as you don't tell anyone."

He raised his head, kissed her lips and said, "It'll be hard, but I'd rather stay quiet and get to fuck you than the other way around... You are fucking amazing."

She kept smiling and said skeptically, "Yeah? What is so amazing about me?"

He smiled at her and then looked at the ceiling again. "Everything about you." When he looked at her face again, she still wore a skeptical look.

He turned onto his side and pushed her onto her back. He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, rolled his tongue over it and then said, "I like your breasts. God they are fucking beautiful. They feel so good." He smiled shyly and said, "They're bigger than I thought they'd be."

She laughed and lightheartedly accused him, "You've been thinking about my breasts?"

He said seriously, "Absolutely," and began sucking her nipple again.

She wiggled and pushed her breast further into his mouth. "What else do you like?"

"I like how soft your skin is. And how toned your stomach is." He kissed her side and her stomach and moved further down her body.

"And I like how wet your pussy got when I fucked you." He ran his fingers softly over her smooth vulva and barely brushed her clit. She moved one of her legs so that there was enough room for him to see her pussy. He brushed his hand down her labia, down to her ass, and he gently pinched the little bit of her ass cheek that he could get to.

He said, "I haven't really gotten to enjoy your lovely ass yet. Why don't you roll over and let me see it."

She rolled over and wiggled her ass at him, and he grabbed one cheek and then the other, rubbing and massaging her ass cheeks. He kissed her ass cheek and said, "And I like this beautiful ass of yours."

He moved back up beside her, gently rubbing his hand on her body all the way up to her shoulder. He pulled her back so she was laying on her side, and he spooned her, pressing his hips against her ass. He whispered into her ear, "What do you like about me?"

She was embarrassed to tell him what she liked about him. She knew that she liked his voice, and the way he talked to her, she liked that he picked her up and that he shoved her down on the bed. She liked his strong arms, and his abs and his muscular legs. She liked his green eyes and the passionate way he looked at her. She liked the gentleness with which he kissed her neck and touched her pussy.

But she didn't want to tell him any of that. She was nervous to tell him. But she turned back onto her back so she could look into his eyes, and she stroked his arm gently. She said, "I like how strong you are. I liked you picking me up, and I like your muscular arms..." and she started stroking his chest "and your sexy chest," and she moved her hand to his stomach, "and your hard abs are so fucking sexy."

She put her leg around him and pulled his body closer to hers. She moved one hand down to his cock and said, "And I like that you shave down there. It makes me want to just lick you everywhere down there."

He had his arm around her back and he squeezed her tighter when she said that. He said, "I bet we'd both enjoy that then."

She said, "I also like that you told me to play with my clit, and made me ask you to fuck me. I guess maybe I like to be bossed around a little bit."

He put his head really close to her ear and said sexily, "Yeah, you like when I boss you around?"

She nodded, and Burt said, "You want me to tell you what to do, and how to come and when to come?"

She kept nodding.

"You want me to make you say what you want me to do to you?"

She nodded again. She loved how confident he was, and she was getting hot again thinking about him bossing her around.

He said, "Well then, I'm going to make you answer some questions."

She smiled and turned her head so she could look into his eyes.

He said, "I want you to tell me what you like. How do you like to be kissed?"

She said, "I liked what you did."

He said, "Yeah, but think about it. How do you like it? Describe to me how I could kiss you to turn you on right now."

She thought about it, smiling. She closed her eyes and said, "I like a soft kiss at first, so that it's tender and just lips. Then I like to slowly move to using my tongue, with the guy's mouth opening up just enough to barely press his tongue against mine. Then as I get more turned on, I like him to start to be forceful and push his tongue into my mouth, almost like he's fucking me with his mouth. And if I don't kiss him just as intently back, then it won' t feel good. So I want to kiss him with a lot of tongue and strong pushing back and forth. I mean, kissing is just like fucking, and I want a guy to kiss me like he wants to fuck me, like he can't wait to fuck me, and I want him to keep kissing me after he starts fucking me."

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Is that an ok answer?"

He nodded and said, "I can't imagine a better answer. Do you like your nipples played with?"

She smiled and said, "A little bit. I've never been that into it, but guys seem to really like it. So it's ok with me."

He laughed and shook his head. "Guys do it because they think you like it. Can you promise me something?"

She said shyly, "Maybe, it depends on what it is."

He said, "If I'm doing something you don't really like, will you tell me?"

She said quickly, "Yeah. I don't have a problem saying anything if I dislike it."

He shook his head and said, "No, but if you aren't enjoying it, I want you to tell me."

She thought about it and said, "Well, that's harder to do... because sometimes... I mean... What if you are really liking it?"

He said, "I don't care. I want you to be enjoying it. Really enjoying it."

After thinking about it, she said, "Ok. I think I can do that. I'll just say something if it's not pleasurable. I'll try at least."

He said, "Ok. Next question. How does my cock compare to other guys you've been with?"

She laughed. No one had ever asked her that before. She thought that most guys didn't want to know the answer to that question. She stopped herself from laughing and then she said in a serious voice, "You're my first," and she batted her eyelashes at him innocently.

He laughed and said, "If you don't want to tell me, I'll get it out of you." He put his arm around her and pulled her close, kissed her on the mouth with a small kiss. Then he asked, "I have another question. What about kissing your body, what do you like?"

She smiled. She was loving that he was asking her so much about what she liked. It kept making her want him again. She started to think about him kissing her entire body, and how she wanted him to do it. She said, "I want you kiss my entire body. I like little kisses, and wet kisses, I like to be sucked on, and to be bitten just a little bit. Not hard, but softly, and playfully. I really liked you kissing my neck earlier. I thought maybe you'd be a good fuck after how you went after my neck." As she spoke, she moved toward his neck, and when she was done speaking, she kissed his neck, breathed heavily on it, and then briefly put her teeth on his neck. It made him moan and put his arms around her. Then she moved her head so she could look into his eyes and asked, "What about you? Do you like to be kissed on your neck?"




Secret Sexiness Ch. 02



He nodded and she asked, "Where else do you like to be kissed?"

He said, "By you? Everywhere."

She laughed and said, "You'll have to be more specific. Maybe I can help..." She kissed his chest and then put his nipple into her mouth, gently sucking it. She looked back up at him and said, "Tell me on a scale from one to ten how much you like it."

When she put his nipple back in her mouth, he said, "Ummm. Four."

She moved so she could kiss his neck again, and as she kissed and then sucked and then bit his neck, he said, "Oh. Six. Mmmm. Seven. Oh fuck. Eight."

Then she moved up to his face and kissed his cheek. He said, "Seven."

She kissed his lips gently and then opened his mouth and forced her tongue in. She kissed him for a while and when she stopped, he said, "Nine."

She smiled and then started moving her body down so she could kiss his stomach.

She kissed his stomach gently. "Five."

She breathed heavily on his stomach while moving her face toward his cock. "Five and a half."

She kissed him on his pelvis, right above where his pubic hair would be. She liked that he shaved. It made it easier to explore him with her tongue. "Six."

She kissed all around his penis, but didn't even touch it. He squirmed and spread his legs so that she could have better access. She kissed the inside of his leg and he said, "Seven."

Then she moved down and kissed a small part of his ass cheek. "Seven and a half."

She bit his ass cheek. "Mmm. Eight."

She moved up and kissed him just under his balls. "Eight."

Then she used her tongue and licked the same spot, working toward his balls. "Nine."

She licked his balls and then put one ball into her mouth to suck on it.

He started breathing more heavily. "Nine."

Then she licked the base of his penis and started licking up his cock. "Ooooh. Nine. Nine and a half."

She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. "Oh god. Nine. Nine."

Then she put her mouth over his cock and kept swirling her tongue. "Nine and a half. Oh god."

She started slowly putting his cock into her mouth. "Nine and a ... nine and... fuck. Oh god."

When his cock hit the back of her throat and she pushed further to deep throat him, he said, "Oh fuck. Ten. Ten. Fucking shit that feels so good."

She pulled her head up and smiled at him really big. Then she moved her body so that she was laying on top of his body, with his penis just between her legs. She kept smiling at him, and said, "I was wondering what I'd have to do to get at ten. I'm just happy I could do it."

He put his hands on her back and then on her but, massaging her ass with his big hands. He smiled at her and said, "You know I'm going to have to fuck you again now."

She smiled at him. He moved his hands to her sides, and picked up her hips so that she could straddle him. He moved her so that the tip of his cock was just touching her pussy's opening. He started to put it in, and she started to moan, but when he stopped, she started to whimper.

He held her there and looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you want my cock?"

She tried to push down onto his cock, but he was holding her in place. She whimpered again, and he asked, "Tell me what you like about my cock."

She tried pushing her hips down again, thinking she could catch him off guard, but he didn't let her push down at all.

She realized she was tensing her muscles, and she for some reason didn't want to tell him that she liked how big his cock was. But she looked at him, and he was just looking into her eyes, waiting patiently for her response. So she loosened up, relaxed her muscles and gave into his request. She leaned her head so that she could whisper into his ear and she said, "I like the way your cock feels inside of me."

He said, "And?"

She added, "Your cock feels better than any other cock I've felt inside of me."

"What's different about it?"

She whispered into his ear, "It's thicker. I like how fucking big it is. I like how much bigger you are than the other guys I've been with. And I can't wait until you fuck me with your big fat cock again."

He asked, "Was that so hard?"

She pushed her hips down again, and this time he pushed his hips up to meet her and drove his cock all the way into her pussy.

She said again, without whispering, "Yes. I like your big cock." She sat up straight so that she could push him further into her. She put her hands on his chest and started rocking her hips on top of him. She said a little louder, "And I like how fucking long your cock is. It gets so far in there. It feels... soooo... fucking... Good."

He put his hand on her stomach, pushing his palm against her soft skin. He asked, "Does it feel good in there? I like it being in there, and I hope it feels as good for you... oh god... as it feels for me."

She said, "Oh god. Yes. It feels amazing. You feel amazing."

She was using her thighs to lift her hips up and down, and he was pushing his hips up to meet her when she came down. He was rubbing her ass, and thighs, appreciating her sexy body, and she kept her hands on his chest and stomach, feeling his stomach muscles flex every time he pushed into her. Then he moved his hand to her clit, found her little hard bead, and started gently rubbing it. She immediately responded, moaning and pushing her hips more forcefully down onto his cock.

He started rubbing her clit with a little more pressure, and she let out a deeper moan. She put her hands on his abs to support herself, and she brought her legs up so that she had her weight on her feet, squatting on his cock. This way she could open her legs even more, allowing him even better access to rub her clit. She balanced herself on her feet, and started pushing up and down on his cock, pulling all the way to the tip of his long cock then pushing her pussy all the way down onto his entire big cock. He kept pushing his hips up to meet hers, and kept playing with her swollen clit.

She kept her hands on his abs, partly to balance, but mostly because she liked the way his stomach muscles felt, and she was saying, "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck," over and over again. She knew that he was getting her close to coming again, and she wanted to come on his big cock again. He was using his other hand to rub the inside of her thigh, squeezing up and down along her leg, and then to grab her hip as she went up and down on his cock.

He could tell she was getting excited again, maybe even close to coming, and he said, "You look so fucking sexy up there. I like seeing all of you, and getting to play with your clit."

She just smiled and opened her legs a little wider and shook her breasts at him before lowering her body onto his cock again.

He said, "I want you to come on my cock again."

She bit her lip and smiled even bigger. He said, "I want to keep rubbing your clit, and I want you to tell me if you want me to do it differently."

She nodded at him, and kept fucking his big cock.

He started rubbing her clit faster, and she moaned and nodded in encouragement.

She sat down on his cock, and started rocking her hips on his cock, so she could feel it deep inside of her, moving from the front to the back of her vaginal walls. He kept rubbing her clit, going a little faster now.

She rocked faster and faster, and she felt herself start to get shaky, like she was going to come. He pushed his hips up even further, pushing his cock further inside of her. She gasped when he first pushed up, because his cock hit her cervix, and she wasn't expecting that feeling. But she liked it. She rocked harder onto his cock. He pressed her clit harder and faster.

She grabbed his abs, and started shaking her hips, rocking forward and backward so quickly. He had trouble keeping his hand on her clit while she shook, but he kept trying. He wanted to get her off as completely as possible. She was letting out a loud, continuous moan as she shook on his cock.

Then she pushed her hips forward with all her weight, and let out a short breathy scream. She pulled her hips back, then rocked forward again, letting out another breathy, high-pitched scream. When she pulled her hips back one more time, she pushed forward again, and let out a low-pitched, guttural moan.

He felt her pussy tighten on his cock, but he wanted to keep playing with her clit, just to see if he could push her over the edge even further.

As he played with her clit, she pulled herself off his cock, and then moved to lie on her back next to him. He didn't lose contact with her clit the whole time. He kept pushing harder and harder. She kept her legs spread wide, as he pushed and rubbed her clit. Her hips were bouncing up and down, and she was grabbing her legs to keep them spread and to keep herself from bouncing too much.

He moved onto his knees between her legs, and was looking at her from above, watching her face and her body react to his relentless prodding of her clit. He put his palm on her clit, and pushed down in a circular motion, with his fingers pointing toward her belly button, and she spread her legs even wider, grabbed the bed sheets in her hands, closed her eyes and opened her mouth as if she was going to scream again. Her body jerked one more time, and he kept his hand on her clit but stopped rubbing.

She didn't make any noise, but she let out a long breath. Then took a deep breath and said, "What the fuck? That was ... holy shit." She wanted to pull him down to cuddle with him, but her body didn't want to move. She felt so good. She said, "I can't move. That was... You... fucking... good... Shit."

He moved up so he could press his body against hers, and he put his face right in front of hers. Before he kissed her he said, "Shhh. Don't say anything. Just kiss me."

She smiled and then kissed him passionately. She had energy for kissing. That was easy enough, especially because kissing him felt so good.

As they kissed, all she could think about was making him feel good. She wanted to suck that big cock of his. She broke the kiss and said, "Bring your cock up here. I want it in my mouth."

He smiled and scooted up so that he was laying on his side and his cock was right in front of her. She said, "No, get up, and straddle my chest. I want your cock right here in front of me. I want it in my mouth, and I want you to fuck my mouth. I want to fuck you with my mouth."

He got up and straddled her shoulders, so that his cock was right above her face. He leaned forward so that his hands were on the bed over her head.

She put his cock in her mouth, and she started licking it. She grabbed his body, to tell him to push it down onto her mouth. As he pushed down, she moaned and opened her throat up to accommodate his long, thick cock. Then she pushed his hips up, telling him to pull back up. He lifted his hips up and once his cock was out of her mouth again, she said, "I really like this cock of yours."

She grabbed it with one hand, and started stroking it. She kept licking the tip of his cock as she stroked it. She put the tip in her mouth and sucked the head of his cock, continuing to stroke the shaft.

She asked him, "Do you want to keep doing this, or do you want to fuck me again?"

He moaned, and said, "This feels so good. But I want to fuck you. I want to feel that pussy again."

She said, "Ok. Then fuck me."

He gladly moved back down her body, and pulled her legs up so that she could wrap them around him. He positioned himself right in front of her pussy, and placed the tip of his cock on her pussy. He grabbed her waist, and pulled her toward him.

She tightened her legs to prevent him from entering her, and she said with a devilish smile, "First, tell me what you want."

He smiled at her and grabbed her waist harder and slammed himself into her, even though she was trying to resist it. He grunted and leaned down, saying into her ear, "I'm going to fuck you, just like you asked me to."

As his began thrusting into her, she let out a gasp and giddily moaned. She said, "I guess you're a little bit stronger than me." Then she moaned, "Mmmm. Fuck, you feel good." She moaned again and said sexily, "I want you to have your way with me."

He started pushing his hips toward her, then pulling them back, again and again. He kept fucking her, but leaned forward to put his mouth on her breast, and he massaged the other breast while he kissed and sucked her nipple. He started sucking very gently, and slowly sucked a little more forcefully. She kept moaning, so he kept going. After he was sucking pretty hard with no complaints, he said, "Do you like this?"

She let out a little giggle and said, "I am loving it. Keep sucking my nipple. You're so good at it."

He put his head back down and got back to work. He was sucking her nipple, but he would stop and swirl his tongue around her areola, then gently kiss her hard nipple, then start to suck it again. He kept rubbing the other breast, and he could feel how hard her other nipple was, so he switched breasts and started sucking her other nipple. He never stopped fucking her pussy. Moving his hips in and out, in and out.

She moaned louder as he began sucking the other nipple. He realized her moans were like a drug. He loved hearing them, and he loved knowing that he was the one getting her to make such a wonderful noise. It got him even harder to realize his effect on her, and it got him immediately so much closer to coming inside of her. He loved hearing her moan. He wanted to hear it some more, and he wanted to come inside of her while she was moaning with pleasure.

He started fucking her a little bit faster, as he got more and more excited, and kept sucking her nipple, now massaging the other breast, which was wet from all the kissing, licking and sucking it had just undergone.

As she moaned again and again, he felt himself getting closer and closer. He raised his body back up, so he could grab her hips and fuck her until he came inside her. But he didn't want to move his hands from her breasts. He kept one hand on her breast and one hand on her hips. He lightly pinched and pulled her nipple, and she kept letting out little moans of pleasure. She was moving her hips with his, responding to his big cock and to the light pressure on her nipple.

He watched her as she started rubbing her other breast, and when he saw how hard she was grabbing it, and how tight she grabbed her nipple, and how hard she pulled her nipple, he lost control. Thinking about her saying earlier how she didn't really enjoy her nipples being played with, to seeing her now forcefully massage her own nipple - and knowing that he was able to show her how pleasurable it was. He started to come inside of her. His cock throbbed several times inside her tight pussy, and she moaned in appreciation with each throb.

She wrapped her legs tightly around him when he started to come, and didn't want to let him go.

He watched her play with her breast while he came, and when he was done, he leaned forward and sucked her nipples again.

She kept her legs wrapped around him, and he put his face up to hers, and asked, "Were you just letting me play with your nipples, or did you really like it?"

She smiled and said, "I fucking loved it. I definitely want you to do that again sometime."

He kissed her on her lips, and she relaxed her legs around him, so he could move if he wanted.

He moved onto his side next to her, and lightly rubbed her body as he said, "We will definitely do this again."



Secret Sexiness Ch. 03



Chapter 3. Trouble in the Pump Room

It was a few days before Deb and Burt saw each other again.

Burt was working the closing shift a few days in a row, and Deb usually worked early in the morning and during the day.

She wanted to text him and ask him to come over again, but she kept finding excuses not to. She had a ready excuse because it was a busy week at school for her. She thought about him a lot though. She wanted him again. She wanted to kiss him and put her mouth on his cock again. She wanted to feel him slide into her pussy. She wanted him to make her come again.

Burt had been thinking about her too. When he left her house that night, he was sure that he would text her the next day to see if she was free. But the next day he worked late, and then he didn't want to text her so late. Then the next night, he stayed up all night studying for an exam. The night after he was so tired, he didn't even think about texting her to mess around because he needed to sleep so badly.

Tonight, he was working late again, and he and the other guards had finished all their work, all the customers were gone and the other two guards had their stuff and were about to walk out the door. Burt remembered that he was supposed to check the gauges in the pump room at least once in the evening, and he told the other guards to go ahead and go.

He put his stuff down, walked down a long hallway and down the stairs, around the corner, down another small flight of stairs, and then he used the key to open the pump room door. He noticed a leak in one of the pipes, and he went ahead and checked the gauges. Two gauges were reading abnormally low numbers. If the gauges are off, he's supposed to call Deb. He got his cell phone out of his pocket, but he didn't have a signal, being basically under thousands of gallons of water, so he walked back up to the office and just called on the pool phone. He knew her number - after working there for over a year, he had called her enough to memorize it.

The phone rang and rang, and he was holding his breath, wanting to talk to her again, and wondering if it would be awkward, but it went to voice mail. He left a message telling her what was wrong, and said he'd wait for a few minutes to see if she needed him to do anything before he left. He got his cell phone out and started to text her too, but before he was done, she texted him and said, "I'm on my way. Can you hang out for a sec until I get there?"

He got a little flutter in his stomach. He wanted to put his arms around her again. He wanted to hold her body against his. He wanted to push her up against her wall again, pick her up, carry her to her bed, and fuck the shit out of her. He started to get hard just thinking about her, and he decided to distract himself by heading into the pump room. He started examining the pipes, trying to figure out what was wrong and why the pipe was leaking.

She couldn't help hoping that he was there by himself. She checked her hair and brushed her teeth before she left her house. On her way, she was thinking about how he had initially touched her at work and how turned on she was by his gentle touches and his kisses on her neck. She could melt into his arms again, and she hoped no one was there to interrupt this time. She wanted him, right now.

When she pulled up, his car was the only one in the lot. Her pussy throbbed with this knowledge. She parked her car, opened the front door to the pool, then turned around to use her key to lock the door behind her. She walked straight to the pump room when she didn't see him in the reception area. The pump room door was open, and she walked in to find Burt kneeling down looking at the pipe with a leak.

She said, "Did you fix it yet?"

He turned around and smiled. He said, "Hey stranger."

She walked over to the gauges and then over to the opposite side of the pipes from Burt. She said, "Why did you break my pipes?"

He walked closer to her, so he could see her on the other side of the pipes and he said, "I needed some excuse to see you."

She smiled and said in a sexy voice, "You didn't need an excuse."

His cocked responded to her comment. He wanted to fuck her again, and he didn't want to wait any longer. She was being a little flirty, so he figured she must be up for more fun with him.

She was looking at the pipes again, turning levers as she went. She was walking closer to the side he was on, and she walked over to where he was, but she was still looking at the pipes.

He wanted to just reach out and grab her, but he wanted to wait to see what she was going to do. When she got to him, she stood right in front of him, looking up into his face. While looking up into his eyes, she put one finger on his chest and traced a line down his stomach. She said, "Almost done."

Her finger only made it down to his belly button, to his disappointment. He started to get hard just because she had touched him. She turned around and bent at her hips to lean forward right in front of him. He put his hands on her hips and said, "Hurry up."

She liked the way his hands felt on her, and she needed to walk a few feet away from him now - to press a button that would reverse the flow of the water, but didn't want to move away from his touch. She grabbed one of his hands, making him follow her over to the button.

She wanted to fuck him so badly, but she wanted to deal with this pipe business first. She was thinking about using her mouth on his big cock, and wondering if she really tried if she could get the whole thing down her throat.

She pressed the button, and then turned around to him, slid her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. He reached his arms around her back and pulled her body against his, noting how good it felt to be pressed against him. She deepened the kiss, enjoying the way his tongue seemed to send electricity through her body, straight to her pussy. After she kissed him deeply, she started moving one hand down to his hard cock, cupping it and then slowly stroking it from outside his shorts. She broke the kiss to say sexily, "I want to suck your cock."

He leaned his head forward, kissed her again, and bit her lip gently. He sighed, "How do you get me so turned on?"

She gave him a devious smile, keeping eye contact while she started to pull down his shorts. She pulled his big cock out, then went down on her knees in front of him and put the tip of his cock in her mouth. She circled her tongue around the head of his cock and then licked up and down his shaft. She put the head back in her mouth and used her tongue to lick the underside of his cock. She pushed him to the back of her throat and then pushed harder so that it started to go down her throat. He let out a moan, and he put his hand on the back of her head. He said, "Oh god. I just want to push your head down harder, but I don't want to choke you."

She put her hand on top of his, at the back of her head, and she pushed his hand down, giving him permission to push her head down.

So he started pushing her head, making her throat open wider to allow for his big cock. He said, "Oh fuck. Fuck, that feels good."

Deb used one hand to cup his balls and squeeze them lightly, and the other hand was at the base of his cock, stroking the part of his cock that wasn't yet down her throat. She wanted to fit the whole thing in so badly, but she had reached her limit. She pulled her head back and he stopped pushing on her head, then she bobbed her head up and down on his cock, still letting it go down her throat. Every time his cock was almost out of her mouth, she swirled her tongue around his head. She kept stroking it with her other hand the whole time. Pumping her hand up and down to make sure he was getting maximum stimulation. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and kept stroking it.

She stood up and kissed his mouth then said, "I want you to sit down. I want you to be comfortable when you come in my mouth."

He let out a little whimper. He couldn't wait to have this sexy woman - his boss - pump his cock until he came down her slick throat. Burt thought, briefly, what he had done to be so lucky.

She pushed him back gently, pushing him toward a chair that was behind him. When he got to it, he sat down, and she got back down onto her knees in front of him. She immediately put his cock all the way down her throat as far as she could. She still couldn't get the whole shaft in, but she knew with some practice she'd be able to. She continued gently playing with his balls, and stroking his shaft. Then she started going really fast, up and down on his cock, faster and faster. She made sure to cover her teeth with her lips, so that he never felt her teeth against his beautiful cock.

He listened to her little moans that accompanied her ministrations. It turned him on more to think that she was turned on by playing with him. He thought about how wet her pussy had been when they fucked before, and he wanted to feel if it was wet now. He really wanted to pull her up and slam his cock straight into her tight hole, but he wanted her to finish what she started and get him to come deep into her mouth.

He said, "Play with yourself while you fuck my cock."

She nodded her head, with his cock still in her mouth, and moved her hand from his balls and repositioned it down her shorts. She started rubbing her clit, with quick short motions, in the same rhythm she was bobbing her head. Her moaning got louder, and he could felt the vibrations on his cock. If not for the loud pump room, he knew he'd be able to hear the squishy sound of her fingering her pussy. Her moans were sufficient evidence that she was enjoying this. It made him so hot to think about her enjoying his big cock. She couldn't get the whole thing in her mouth. Not yet. He thought she could after a few more tries. He was suddenly very happy that he remembered to check the gauges tonight. This was the best way to end a work shift ever.

He said, "Fuck yeah. Rub that clit. Do you have a finger inside of your pussy?"

She nodded with his cock inside her mouth.

He said, "Fuck yourself while you fuck me. Fuck yourself nice and hard."

She increased the tempo of her fingers inside her pussy and immediately started sucking his cock faster, enjoying herself immensely.

He liked that she was getting so much pleasure from sucking his cock. When she started going faster, it felt so good that he knew he was about to come. He thought about her saying she wanted him to come in her mouth. He loved coming in her pussy, and he knew he'd like coming in her mouth too. He grabbed the back of her head, grabbed her hair and started moving her head at the rhythm he wanted, just a little bit slower. He felt every crevasse of her tongue and mouth on his large cock. His cock was over-sensitized and he needed to come so badly, it hurt. But he also wanted the feeling of her tight throat around his cock to last forever. He wanted to re-assure himself that he'd heard her correctly earlier. He said, "You want me to come in your mouth?"

She nodded and moaned.

He felt the tell-tale signs of his impending orgasm, and he said, "Yes. I'm about to..."

Then he felt her moan louder on his cock and he started to come into her mouth. She pushed her mouth onto his cock so that he actually was coming into the back of her throat. He said in short, breathy phrases, "Holy shit. Oh God. That feels fucking amazing."

She kept his cock in her mouth until he was all the way done pumping come into her. She swallowed and then licked his softening cock. She cleaned him up and then leaned forward to kiss his stomach, and she went up and kissed his neck, then his earlobe. He grabbed her and moved her so she was straddling him on the chair and then he kissed her mouth.

She didn't want to presume that he would kiss her after she had his come in her mouth. Some guys didn't like it, so she didn't expect him to kiss her again so soon. But he kissed her. He used his tongue, and he started fucking her with his mouth. He put his hands on her ass and pushed her against his body as he kissed her. He said in an appreciative daze, "That was fucking amazing." He smiled at her, "You are amazing."

She smiled at him and kissed him again, then said, "I like that big cock of yours. I want to fit the whole thing in my mouth though. I'm gonna need more practice."

He grinned back at her and said, "You can practice all you want."

She remembered that she needed to stop the pump after a few minutes and she jumped up and walked back over to the button she had pushed. Then she turned the whole pump system off. She went around to each lever she had moved before, then went over to the area of pipe that had been leaking. She asked Burt to bring her a wrench, and she tightened the bolts by the leak. Then she turned the pump back on.

The leak had stopped, and she went over to the gauges to see what they were reading, and they were almost back to normal. She looked at Burt and said, "I'm going to have to wait another 10 minutes or so to see if this normalizes."

He walked over to her and put his arms around her again, began kissing her again, and then put his hand down the front of her pants, rubbing her pussy with all four fingers. He couldn't believe how wet she was. He began kissing her neck and then he whispered into her ear, "Your turn."

He pushed her so her back was against the pipes. The pipes were all at least 12 inches in diameter, and one lower pipe was about stool-height; she leaned on it so it could support most of her weight.

Burt pushed his body against hers, with his hand still down her pants. He said into her ear, "Take your shirt off."

She took it off and threw it on the chair.

He let out a barely audible growl of desire, admiring her lean body in nothing but shorts and a lacy bra.

He pushed his lips against hers, kissed her again, kissing down her body, going from her neck to her breast, kissing her stomach, and her side. He put his mouth on her nipple, outside of her bra, and gently bit down, making her squirm with delight. He continued fingering her and said, "Take off your bra."

She reached behind her and unclasped the lingerie, letting it slide sensuously down her shoulders. She dangled it in front of his face and then threw it to the chair as Burt pampered her nipples with soft kisses.

Then he unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down with her underwear. He threw her shorts and underwear on the chair too.

He stood back up, and took a moment to look at her. He shook his head and said, "You are so beautiful. And sexy."

She smiled, a little embarrassed.

He pressed his body against hers again and said into her ear in a low, sexy voice, "I want to make you moan."

She let out a little sigh of excitement and pushed her hips against his.

Burt put his hand back on her pussy, starting to put one finger inside, and he said into her ear, "I'm going to lick your pussy until you come all over my face."

She pushed her hips into his hand, so that his finger sunk further into her wet, soft folds.

He moved down onto his knees, and he lifted one of her legs up so he could get good access to her pussy. He ran his hand up and down her thigh and said in appreciation, "You're so fucking sexy."

He moved his face right in front of her pussy, and then he used his hot breath and his lips to just barely stimulate her skin.

She let out a little moan. She wanted him so badly. He had shown her the other night that he was good at eating pussy, but he hadn't done it for long. She had been too impatient because she wanted to feel his big cock instead. Tonight she was going to let him take his time and fuck her pussy with his tongue until she came. She couldn't wait. It was almost a tease the way he was so tenderly breathing and just barely touching her at the moment.

She let out a little whimper. She wanted more. But she also really liked to be teased. Anticipation always got her really hot.

He finally started to use his mouth on her. He first licked from her opening up to her clit. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and rolled the little bead around with his tongue.

She was moving her hips in a very slow rhythm. She was trying to stay still enough to let him work his magic, but it was difficult because it felt so good.

Burt kept sucking her clit, and he moved his thumb into her pussy. She responded by pushing her hips into it and giving him encouraging moans.

She lifted her leg higher, and rested her foot on his shoulder, opening her pussy nice and wide for him.

He pulled his thumb out, and then moved his mouth to her opening again. He licked all around her hole, and then used his hands to spread her labia open. He pushed his face into her pussy, running his tongue in circles around the opening and pushing his tongue further in with each circle, until he was pushing his tongue into her pussy as far as he could.

She was obviously enjoying it, as she was pushing her hips into his face, and she had one hand on the back of his head pushing his face into her pussy.

She liked running her fingers through his short hair while he fucked her pussy with his tongue.

He looked up at her and said, "Can you lean back and put both legs up?"

She smiled, because he liked the idea of giving him even better access down there.

She leaned back and put more weight on the pipe. She wasn't worried about the pipe holding her weight, because she had sat on these pipes several times while waiting for water to cycle through.

She put her other foot up on his shoulder, and spread her knees far apart. She thought about how surprisingly comfortable she was. She liked that she was putting a lot of weight on him, but he didn't seem to mind. She thought she'd check anyway, and said, "Is that too much weight on you?"

He gave her an are-you-serious look, and said, "Please. It's nothing. Plus I like knowing that I'm holding you up. It's really sexy."

He looked back down at her pussy and ass hole right in front of his face and said, "This is really sexy."

He leaned his head in and kissed the little bit of ass cheek closest to her pussy. Then he gave it a soft bite.

She said, "Yes. Do it again."

So he bit her ass cheek again, and then moved to another spot and kissed it, sucked it, then bit it.

She said, "Mmmmm. Yes. Harder."

So he moved to the other cheek and kissed, sucked, then bit a little harder, then sucked it again.

She moaned in appreciation.

Then he really wanted to lick her ass hole, but he thought he should ask first. "Can I lick your asshole?"

She said, "You can do whatever you want. It all feels so good, and you're so fucking good at it."

He decided to play with her ass cheeks some more, sucking and biting his way to her asshole. Then he licked her ass crack, going right over her asshole.

She moaned again.

After licking her ass crack a few more times, he concentrated on her hole. He circled his tongue around her asshole, and then started to put more and more pressure on it.

In response, she started pushing her hips out, which put more weight on his shoulders.

He liked holding more of her weight. It made him feel strong, and he knew he could hold her up all day. Especially if this is what he got to do in the meantime.

Then he licked the skin in between her asshole and pussy. He sucked it into his mouth and put it between his teeth.

She let out a surprised whimper, which made him smile and let out a small laugh into her skin.

He looked up at her and said, "Did you like that?"

She knew that he already knew the answer to that question. She nodded and said, "It was interesting. But I liked it."

He leaned his face back into her skin and sucked on the same piece of skin one more time before moving up to her pussy lips. He sucked one of her labia into his mouth, and then put it in between his teeth.




Secret Sexiness Ch. 03



She was still responding very positively, so he decided to give it a little bite.

She jumped a little bit, and then started laughing. She said, "That surprised me. Maybe just suck that part. It's too sensitive."

He pulled away far enough to say, "Ok. I promise to be gentle with your beautiful labia." He stroked her labia as he said it.

When he said it, she wanted to melt. She loved hearing him talk about her pussy. She liked the idea of this beautiful, muscular man being so tender and gentle with her sensitive vulva. She put her hand on the back of his neck and said, "You are too fucking good at this. I'm going to come all over your face anytime now."

He looked up at her again and shook his head. He said, "Not yet. I'm just getting started."

He put his tongue on her pussy opening and when she pushed her hips into his face, he let out a deep moan into her pussy.

She responded with a moan of her own. She loved the vibrations his low voice created.

He asked her, "Do you want my tongue or my fingers?"

She quickly responded, "Both."

She giggled at her response and said, "I want all of you. Every part of you."

He put his mouth on her clit and began sucking it gently, and put his finger into her pussy.

She moaned and said, "Yes... Yes... That feels good... Mmmmm... Fuck my pussy."

She was starting to rock her hips more, until she was lifting her hips totally off the pipe. She was supporting herself with her hands still on the pipe, and her feet still on Burt's shoulders, but her hips were free to pump up and down in the rhythm of Burt's finger.

He put another finger into her pussy and then started sucking her clit harder.

She responded by pumping her hips harder.

He was having trouble keeping his mouth on her clit because she was moving so much, but he managed to keep contact though her hip gyrations.

She was moaning and saying, "Oh Fuck" over and over again.

As her breaths became loud and hard, he knew she was getting close. He kept pushing his fingers into her and putting pressure on her clit, and then her whole body shook as she let out a loud breathy moan.

He slowed his hands and looked up at her. "Do you want me to keep going?"

She smiled at him, and shook her head at him. She said, "You've done enough, mister."

She leaned back down, so her ass was resting on the pipe again, and he stood up as she took her feet off of his shoulders.

He pressed his body against hers and hugged her close to him.

She was still breathing long, deep breaths. She put her arms around him, stood up and said, "You are amazing" and kissed him on his mouth.

He asked, "Do you like tasting your pussy on me?"

She could tell he genuinely wanted to know the answer, but she also thought it was really hot when he asked. She responded, "Yes. There are few things sexier."

She kissed him again, and said, "You are so fucking good at that."

When he smiled in a bit embarrassed fashion, she added, "For real. You should teach classes. I have never... I mean... You are totally the best at that."

He was actually blushing now, and he said, "I'm glad you like it. You are fun to please."

She kissed him again and then moved to check the gauges one more time, deciding that there's nothing more she could do about it tonight. She turned to Burt and said smiling, "Well, our work here is done."

He grabbed her and kissed her again. She broke the kiss with a cheerful laugh and said, "Haven't had enough?"

He shook his head and said, "I'm not sure it's possible."

She smiled at him tenderly and then took a deep breath and sighed. She said, "You haven't told anyone about this, right?"

He shook his head then smiled ruefully, "But one of my friends was pushing me pretty hard about why I was smiling all day last Friday."

She laughed and said, "Did you want to tell him?"

He kissed her again and said, "Yes. But I promised you I wouldn't tell anyone. So I didn't. And I won't."

She sighed again and said, "Good. Because even though I hate this job, it's probably the best fit for me while I'm in grad school. And I couldn't afford to get fired."

He kissed her neck while stroking her back comfortingly. He whispered, "It's our little secret. I promise."

She kissed him again and the said, "I want to take you home with me so badly, but I have too much work to get done yet tonight."

He grabbed her hand and said, "It's ok. Next time."

They started walking to the door, and only released each others' hands so that Deb could lock the pump room door.

After Burt picked his things back up in the reception area, they walked out the front door together. Deb locked the door and when she turned around to say good night to Burt, he kissed her passionately, pressing her up against the heavy front door.

She was immediately breathing hard again, wanting to feel his hardening cock inside of her, but she finally got the resolve to push his back and said, "We can't do this out here. Anyone could drive by and see us."

He looked into her eyes, as if deciding if he would listen to her or not, and then he smiled and said, "If you don't want me to kiss you like that, then stop being so sexy."

She laughed and pushed him away harder and said, "Good night, Burt."

He gave her one last kiss on the cheek and said, "Good night, Boss."