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A Busy Week Ch. 01

By: BondiLisa



Chapter One - Saturday: Two Boys at the Beach

Summer was over and autumn had arrived, but the onset of winter was suspended by one last summery day, so I took my last chance to keep my tan up and headed down to the beach.

I wanted to make the most of the sun, so I slipped into my g-string bikini, a short skirt and singlet top. I didn't even bother with the bikini top, I don't like tan lines, so I rarely wear a top at the beach.

The beach was busy, it seemed like everyone in Sydney wanted to enjoy one last day of nice weather. I found a spot that wasn't too crowded and laid my stuff down. I slipped out of my top and my skirt.

I always find the beach very arousing, wearing so little and being surrounded by so many people. It excites me to make a little show of undressing, when I took my top off my nipples were already hard, pointing at the sky. When I took my skirt off I bent at the hips, giving anyone who was watching a lovely view of my arse.

There are always people watching me when I go the beach. I'm twenty-five, with a pretty face, and long dark brown hair, my breasts are big enough to fill a hand, but small enough to have a perfect shape without sagging, my waist is narrow, my hips aren't wide, but there is plenty curve there. When I take my clothes off, people look at me, and it excites me, and I like to excite them as well.

I spread my towel on the sand, which involved more bending, and sat down. I took my sunscreen out of my bag and poured some on my hands. I started by applying my sunscreen to my feet and worked my way up my legs. I massaged the lotion into my calves, applying it with even strokes up to my knees and back down to my ankles.

From my calves I moved on to my thighs. I rubbed my hands up and down my thighs, first one thigh and then the next. Applying lotion to the inside of my thighs as well, stroking the inside of my legs all of the way from my knee to my pussy, enjoying the sensation as I ended each stroke over my thighs by touching my clit lightly, teasing myself.

I applied more lotion to my hands and massaged it into my hips, and tummy, my waist, my chest, and finally my breasts, paying particular attention to my nipples, to ensure they don't get sunburn. Once I have finished applying sunscreen to my breasts my nipples are always totally hard.

I finished my body with my shoulders and arms, and finally applied sunscreen to my face. My back is always a bit of a struggle, but I eventually manage to cover myself completely. Today I was wearing a g-string, and rolled half onto my left side and massaged sunscreen into my right cheek, then rolled half onto my right side and slowly massaged lotion into my left cheek, making sure to rub lotion into my crack as well as over my cheeks.

Once I was fully covered with lotion I lay down on my stomach and enjoyed the feeling of the sun on my body, the breeze cooling me, the sound of the birds, and most especially the sound of the waves breaking on the shore. But there is only so much tranquil bliss one can take, so I got my book out and began to read.

After reading only a few pages I felt a shadow pass over me, and heard a man's voice say, "Hello."

Then I heard a second voice say, "Is that a good book you're reading?"

A lot of people talk to me while I am at the beach; usually I chat for a moment and send them on their way. When I looked up I saw two gorgeous boys, they couldn't have been over nineteen. They were both very well muscled, with lovely firm bodies, hard stomachs, and biceps like I love to wrap both my hands around.

"Hello," I said. "No, it's not actually, kind of predictable, which makes it boring."

"Oh, good," said the dark haired one. "Then we won't be disturbing you if we chat with you."

The lighter haired one just grinned. I let out a little chuckle. They thought they had me; that I couldn't say "no" now, not without being rude. The truth was I had them, my response was an invitation. From the time I looked up my pussy started to get wetter and wetter, I was being chatted up by not one, but two gorgeous, hard bodied guys.

"Absolutely not," I said. "I could use the diversion."

"What are you boys up to today?" I asked.

"Not a lot, enjoying the weather mostly. My name's Sam by the way, and this is Mark," said the one with lighter hair.

"That sounds like a good plan," I said. "My name's Lisa. I'm doing pretty much the same thing."

Mark bent down and put his hand out to me, leaving me with little choice but to reach up and shake his hand. He was smiling at me, a mischievous grin, so I suspected he knew he would have a great view of my boobs when I shook his hand. The boys were bright and interesting, and very cute, I was intrigued and interested.

Instead of reaching up to shake Mark's hand I sat up and shook first his hand, and then Sam's. As I sat up I could feel my breasts jiggle, and noticed both of them watching my bouncing boobs. Now I was really getting wet, sitting here close to naked in front of two gorgeous guys who were checking me out, and failing miserably in their attempts to be surreptitious about it.

"Nice to meet you both," I said. "Why don't you sit down?"

"Thanks, I will," said Mark.

"I'm just going to get our towels," said Sam. "Our stuff is just over there, I won't be a second."

They were settling in, this looked very promising. My dilemma seemed to be to decide which one I liked most. But, for the time being I was enjoying flirting with both of them, enjoying feeling both of their eyes moving over my body. I was beginning to wonder whether it had been a mistake not to invite anyone to the beach with me.

Sam returned moments later, and they spread their towels and sat down with me. We were sitting in a triangle, so the conversation flowed smoothly between the three of us. Talking with them was very easy, I was growing to like them more and more.

They both had an engaging sense of humour, and I could tell they were very good friends from the way they responded to each other's one liners. It wasn't long before the three of us were playing off one another's jokes and having a great laugh. We didn't speak of anything deep, but I really felt like I was getting to know them, getting a feel for what made them laugh.

Before we realised it, almost an hour had passed. It was a hot day, and Mark asked, "Who feels like a swim?"

"I'd love to cool down," I said.

Standing up, Sam said, "Then it's unanimous."

I stood up as well, and took a few little skipping jumps backward, bouncing my breasts, and said "Come on, I'll race you to the water." I turned around and jogged toward the water, swaying my hips a little more than I usually would, well a lot actually. I wanted to give them a view of my whole body, I wanted to let them see my boobs jiggle, and my hips swing.

They didn't catch up with me until we reached the water line, I suspected that they hadn't tried that hard to catch me, that they enjoyed watching the view as much as I enjoyed displaying it for them.

The water was cold. As soon as it hit my ankles it sent shivers up my body, compacting my breasts and crinkling my nipples, making them point to the heavens. I gathered my nerve and ran into the water, diving under as a wave broke over me.

I swam out to where the bigger waves were breaking and waited for Sam and Mark. The cold water was a welcome relief, I was so turned on by the possibilities with these two men, and I really needed something to cool me down, to help me regain my wits.

I caught a wave before they arrived, and went speeding past them, body surfing the wave. I wanted to impress them, to show off how good I was at catching waves. I had lived within walking distance of a beach almost all of my life, and I loved the surf.

As I returned to where the breakers were hitting, I saw Sam and Mark catch a big wave in. I could tell by the way they rode it that they had lived near a beach all of their lives as well. So much for impressing them with my body surfing skills. 'Oh well,' I thought, 'At least they were still impressed by my body.'

After swimming for almost half an hour we were all worn out and decided to return to the beach.

As we walked up the sand Sam said to us, "I could use a warm drink after that cold water, and it looks like the weather is about to turn. Who's for a coffee?"

Mark agreed immediately, "Something hot sounds great."

"I don't drink coffee." I said, "But I do have a weakness for hot chocolate."

"Hot chocolate and coffee it is then," Sam said. "I know a place that makes a great hot chocolate and it's near here."

We arrived back at our gear and towelled ourselves dry. It felt good to be dry again after the cold water, although my nipples were still as hard as ever. I turned away from Sam and Mark, and then bent to pick up my top, bending from the hips to give them a view of my arse. I pulled my top on; I may as well have not bothered, it clung to my breasts, and my nipples were poking straight through the fabric.

I bent again to pick up my skirt, and let them watch as I put first one leg through and then the other. Then I wriggled my body as I drew it up my legs onto my hips. Once I had my skirt on again, I reached under it and removed my g-string; it was wet and uncomfortable under my dry skirt, not to mention cold. I also wanted them thinking of me without underwear.

I dropped my stuff in my bag and turned to them and said, "I'm all ready, let's go." They were both looking at me; I could tell removing my underwear had had the desired effect on them, and it made me even more aroused.

I followed them up the beach to the promenade. They stopped at two very fast, very sexy looking motor bikes.

Mark said, "You can ride with me, I have a spare helmet with me."

This was getting better and better. I love motor bikes, the wind on your body, the sense of speed and freedom. And today the wind would be blowing straight up my skirt, both cooling and warming my pussy at the same time.

"Have you ridden before?" Mark asked.

"Yes, lots of times, but just as a passenger."

He handed me a helmet and I put it on. Once he was on and had started the bike I climbed up behind him, probably giving Sam and everyone else a lovely view straight up my skirt. I didn't care; the possibility just excited me more.

Mark took off slowly, until we were away from the promenade. When we went up the hill he accelerated harder and I had to hang on to him tightly, or I would fall off. It was the first time I had touched him, and I wasn't shy about feeling his abs. His stomach was hard, and felt wonderful under my hand; that combined with the vibrations coming through the seat and in to my pussy brought me very close to cumming.

Suddenly Sam roared past us in the outside lane. He probably wasn't going that fast, but it looked like he was. He pulled in to a side street and I lost sight of him. When Mark and I went around the corner I saw Sam again, getting off his bike. Mark pulled in beside him, and I climbed off, probably giving him another view up my skirt. I wondered if he could tell how wet I was.

I took the helmet off and asked, "Where are we?" There were no cafés around, just blocks of units.

"This is the place that makes great hot chocolate," Sam said. "My place."

Sam had a huge smile on his face, and I knew I'd been conned. But what the hell, this was perfect. I had a feeling that something special was going to happen soon, and a café would just slow it down.

We went upstairs to Sam's apartment. As it turned out Sam and Mark were flat mates, they lived here together. Sam made himself busy in the kitchen, and Mark and I went out to the balcony. I was enjoying the view over the beach when Sam joined us with coffee and hot chocolate. Sam hadn't lied; it was a great hot chocolate, with whipped cream, and chocolate dusted over the top.

I stood between them and we all looked out over the beach, sipping our hot drinks. I put my hot chocolate down, and put one arm around each of them, on their waists at first, but I let my hand slip down so I had one hand of each of their butts.

As I did this, Mark turned to me from my left, leaning toward me for a kiss. I lifted my face to him, parting my lips slightly, inviting a sensual kiss on my lips. At the same time, I took Sam's free hand in my right hand and placed it high on my thigh, slightly up my skirt, so he could feel the start of the curve of my arse.

As I kissed Mark I could feel his hand exploring my back, and Sam's hand was slowly moving higher under my skirt, caressing the cheek of my arse. I felt his hand dip into my crack as he held my whole cheek in his hand, squeezing my arse, with his fingers almost brushing against my anus.

Somehow, Sam must have put his own cup down, as well as Mark's, because suddenly there were more hands on my body. As I was kissing Mark I could feel his hand on my back, a hand caressing my arse, another sliding up the outside of my thigh, lifting my skirt as it went, and a fourth on my breast, teasing my nipple to hardness.

I was rapidly losing control, two gorgeous men with their hands all over me, with Mark's tongue probing my mouth. I licked his lips, and he licked mine. As I felt the hands moving on my thigh and arse I instinctively opened my legs, providing access to me in any way they wanted.

I could feel Sam's breath on my neck, as he moved to me to bite me on my neck, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body, bringing goose flesh out on my skin all over my body. As his lips and tongue moved over my neck I felt a need to taste him as well, I broke the kiss with Mark, and half turned to face Sam.

Sam seemed to sense my need, and moved his mouth to mine, moving his body around me, but never taking his hands off me. I opened my lips and let his tongue enter my mouth. His kiss was hungry, but no less hungry than mine, and no less urgent.

My skirt was almost completely off me now. The hand on my thigh had lifted my skirt as it moved upward, and as it continued upward it lifted my top, until it came to rest on my breast. I felt completely exposed now, my skirt lifted, my top lifted, without any underwear, one hand on each of my breasts, a hand on my arse and another stroking my inner thigh and brushing past my pussy.

It wasn't enough, I wanted to be naked, and I wanted to feel their naked bodies against me. I wanted to feel two hard cocks pressing against my body. I put my hands on each of their crotches; they were both rock hard, ready to have me. I stroked the length of their shafts through their pants, and they both felt so good, I couldn't wait to get their clothes off.

Holding them by their dicks I walked backwards, back into the apartment, drawing them with me, literally leading them by their cocks. Once I had them back inside I took my top off and began to undo their pants. Sam pushed my skirt down, and I wriggled my hips to help it slide off me, while Mark took his top off.

I remembered suddenly how beautiful their hard bodies were. Finally, I had Mark's pants undone, and I stepped forward to him. I pushed down his pants and briefs with one hand, while moving my other hand all over his solid abs. Once I had his pants down I saw his cock for the first time. It was wide, not too long, circumcised, with a beautiful helmet shaped head.

I was completely in the grip of my lust now, out of control. I knelt down in front of Mark and took the head of his penis in my mouth, while stroking one hand along the length of it. When I took him in my mouth I heard him moan softly, and he put one hand on the back of my head, applying pressure to make me take more in my mouth. I wasn't ready for more yet; stroking my hand along his shaft was squeezing delightfully salty precum into my mouth.

With my other hand I was fumbling with Sam's pants. He came to my rescue and undid them himself, and pulled them down roughly, I wanted to feel his dick in my hand as well. He was also circumcised, with an average sized dick. I began to stroke my hand along the length of his dick as well, and I could see precum developing on the tip.

I was in complete bliss, two naked men in front of me, a dick in each of my hands, and one of them in my mouth. I was ready now to take them deeper, I moved away from Mark, over to Sam. First I licked the precum off the tip of his head, and then I vigorously stroked the length of his shaft, again squeezing the precum into my mouth.

Slowly I ate my way down his dick, licking and sucking his shaft as I took it deeper and deeper into my mouth. With each thrust of my head I took a little more cock in my mouth. I could feel the pressure of a hand at the back of my head pushing me down a little further each time I slid my mouth down his shaft. I couldn't tell whose hand it was, but I was far from unwilling.

Once I could feel Sam's cock in my throat I shortened my thrusts, so I was only moving about an inch up and down, letting the head hit my throat with each thrust. I can only do this for a minute or two before I start to feel the need to gag. Once I started to feel myself beginning to gag, I eased him out of my mouth, so only the head was in me. I swirled my tongue around the end for a while, and stroked his length with my hand.

I could feel Mark becoming impatient; he had his dick pressed against my face, I could feel the wetness from his precum on my cheek. I slid Sam's cock out of my mouth and wrapped my lips around Mark's head. Mark was much thicker and filled my mouth; it was more difficult to take him deeply into my mouth. I spent some time just sucking and licking the head, and then slowly I began to take him deeper.

This time I just slid my mouth down the shaft, instead of taking it deeper with each thrust. Once I had all I could comfortably take in my mouth, I began to slide my lips and tongue rapidly up and down his shaft. Sometimes pausing with just the head in my mouth to suck and lick the tip, then quickly sucking the rest back into my mouth, and slowing at the end to take him into my throat, letting him experience almost his entire length in the warm wetness of my mouth and throat.

Both Mark and Sam were moaning now. Sam kept brushing his cock against my face, as I stroked the length of it with my free hand, he seemed very close to cumming, I could feel the precum dripping from my hand, and dribbling down my face where he brushed it against me. I was sure he was about to cum now, so I accelerated my strokes on his shaft, and slid Mark's dick out of my mouth.

As I moved to take Sam's cock in my mouth he began to cum, I felt his first shot splash on my cheek, I turned towards him, opening my mouth, and his second shot hit me on my lips, tongue and chin, then I had him in my mouth and I felt him shoot into my mouth several more times. I swallowed what remained of his load as I felt him softening.

I removed my mouth from Sam's spent tool, and licked the remaining cum from my lips, wiping it from my chin with one hand while I continued to stroke Mark's cock with my other hand. I was only mildly surprised when I felt my other cheek being splashed with cum by Mark. My reactions were faster this time, and I had him in my mouth before he could shoot any more cum on my face. I could feel his dick convulse as it blasted shot after shot of hot cum into my mouth.

Eventually Mark's orgasm subsided, and I continued to stroke and suck the head of his cock. I didn't want him getting soft, I was desperate for satisfaction by now. Once I was sure he was going to stay hard, I pulled him down onto the floor with me, and laid him on his back. I straddled him, holding his dick up, guiding it into me as I slowly slid down the shaft. I couldn't help but let out a moan as I felt the heat of his thick shaft entering me; opening me. I was in heaven.

I turned to Sam, "Can you get us some condoms please?" I noticed he was getting hard again, and when he returned he was fully erect. I love watching a man's cock swing as he walks, and Sam's had a little cum leaking out of the tip. As he passed me the condoms I took his head in my mouth, squeezing the shaft with one hand, I drained him into my mouth.


A Busy Week Ch. 01



Reluctantly, I lifted myself from Mark's cock, and put a condom on him. It was a little difficult to get it over his head; once I had it on I mounted him again. I was wet and open now and I took him all the way inside me quickly, feeling his shaft entering me sent waves of pleasure running up my spine. Once he was deep inside me, I rocked back and forth on him, rubbing my g spot on his shaft, sending shivers through my entire body, ending in my extremities.

I felt Sam's dick against my face, and I took him into my mouth as I rode Mark. I could feel Mark's hands on my breasts, squeezing my nipples, kneading my boobs, and Sam's hand on my head. I didn't want to take Sam too deep, I wanted to feel him inside me as well, once I had ridden Mark into delirium. I continued to suck Sam, enough to keep him ready, but resisting the pressure of his hand on my head so he wouldn't finish in my mouth again.

I was almost in a fever, riding one man, running my hands over his hard chest and stomach, feeling the cords of his muscles as he strained to thrust deeper into me. All the while sucking another man's delicious cock, running my hands over his legs, feeling the power in his thighs; his struggle to keep himself upright as I ministered to his dick with my mouth.

As my fever increased I began to lose track of where I was, to lose my sense of self, all I had was my sensations, the pleasure emanating from my pussy, running the length of every nerve in my body. The sensation as I slowly gave in to the pressure at the back of my head, as I felt a penis enter my mouth deeper and deeper. Two cocks being thrust into me, again and again, over and over. I lost all sense of time; I was in a constant state of orgasm.

At some point I felt the thrusts of the cock in my pussy become more frenzied, and two strong hands on my hips lifting me up and down in time to the thrusts, driving me further into a state of bliss. I could hear moaning, and feel the dick in me shuddering as the man I was riding reached orgasm, with all of his muscles tensing and flexing.

Shortly after, hands lifted me from the limp cock I was riding and laid me on my back. I felt empty so I opened my legs; I wanted more inside me. I didn't have long to wait, it must have been Sam who lay on top of me, and guided his dick into me. I trembled as he entered me, pushing all of the way into me in one fast thrust. It was exactly what I needed, long hard thrusts, as he withdrew almost entirely from me, and then hammered his shaft all the way back into me.

I knew he couldn't maintain his furious pace for long, and it was almost a relief. With each thrust I let out an involuntary howl as I came again and again. I could feel his orgasm building, as he tried to thrust into me ever deeper, holding himself in me as deep as he could now. I could feel all of his muscles contract; I could feel his cock spasm as it shot his load into me. Once he was spent he collapsed on top of me. I couldn't move; I was a mass of jelly. My pussy was still twitching with pleasure, still sending shockwaves through my entire body.

Eventually he rolled off me, and lay beside me. I had one man lying on either side of me, keeping me warm, holding me. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard someone say, "Oh, my God." 



A Busy Week Ch. 02



Chapter Two - Sunday: Afternoon Date

When I woke on Sunday morning I had my first feelings of regret for refusing Sam and Mark's invitation to spend the night. When the invitation was offered I was exhausted from having them both; all I wanted was to rest and sleep in my own bed. But now I was in my own bed, alone, and horny!

I have learned that the more sexually satisfied I am the more my hunger for sex increases. After such a fantastic afternoon of sex yesterday I was even hornier than ever. I knew I would see Sam and Mark again, and soon, but that didn't help my situation at the moment.

Later this afternoon I had a date for coffee, which was promising, but that didn't help my situation at the moment either. I lay in my bed, I ran my finger nail up my thigh, across my groin, and along my hip bone, then up my waist, to my breast, where I tickled my nipple, and finally cupped my breast.

I was testing the waters with myself, and judging by the tingles that radiated out from my finger nail I was in a very sensual mood. As soon as I touched one nipple they both stood up immediately. I remembered how I had held a dick in each of my hands yesterday, and I tickled my pussy between my labia; it made me quiver.

I decided to run a bath and relax in the tub. I threw the covers off and walked to the bathroom, and started the bath running. While the tub filled I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast. My memory kept flashing back to yesterday with Mark and Sam, I couldn't get them out of my thoughts, and each time I remembered them my pussy would tingle with pleasure.

After breakfast, I got my dolphin and rabbit on my way back to the bath, I also grabbed a couple of magazines, hopefully there would be some nice stories to help set the mood. I lowered myself slowly into the bath, it was nice and hot, I always particularly enjoy the sensations when the hot water reaches my arse and pussy.

For a few minutes I just lay back in the tub and relaxed. Eventually, my thoughts returned to my state of unsatisfied arousal, as they invariably do when I am in this kind of mood. I flicked through one of the magazines, and found an interesting story. After reading for a few minutes I realised it was not nearly racy enough for my purposes.

With the frame of mind I was in, nothing printed in an unsealed magazine would be racy enough. I put the magazine down and lay back again, day dreaming about everything that had happened yesterday. Running through some of my favourite moments, teasing them at the beach, holding both of their dicks in my hand, having to choose which cock to put in my mouth.

Remembering yesterday was working much better for me than reading the magazine, I could feel my pulse quickening, my skin was becoming very sensitive as I stroked myself, my thighs, my tummy, my waist. I thought about two different men having me, and how different their cocks felt inside me. My hand was drawn irresistibly to my breast now, and as I pinched my nipple it shot sparks straight to my pussy.

I turned on my dolphin, and slid the stimulator onto my clit, under the hood. The delicious vibrations were sending waves of pleasure from my clit all through my body. I wasn't able to think clearly, but I could still recall images of the things I had done yesterday with Mark and Sam. I could see Sam shooting cum as I moved to take him in my mouth, I could feel it landing on my lips and chin, I could feel his other shot as it hit my cheek. I imagined Mark shooting on my other cheek again.

Between my dolphin and my memories of yesterday I was starting to cum, I could feel my juices flowing freely out of my pussy, mingling with the bath water around me. I wanted something inside me; I put down my dolphin and turned on the rabbit. I slid the central shaft inside my pussy, and positioned it so it rotated against my g-spot, while one rabbit tickled my clit, and the other tickled my anus.

The sensations were amazing as all of the sensitive spots in my nether regions were stimulated at the same time. I pushed it into me a little further so the rabbit at the back entered my arse slightly, vibrating and tickling from inside me. It was all I needed for release; I arched my back involuntarily as I had an orgasm that spread outward from my pussy and through my entire body.

I turned the rabbit off, I was much too sensitive to continue now, but I left it inside me. I lay back in the bath, enjoying the heat of the bath water, and the after effects of my orgasm as it subsided. I may have drifted off to sleep for a few moments. Afterwards I got out of the bath and dried off.

I had some shopping to do today, before my date this afternoon. I pulled on an old pair of jeans, they aren't tight, but they do hug my bum nicely, especially if I wear a g-string, or nothing, as I was today. It was a little chilly today, so I pulled on a long sleeved t-shirt, and I was ready to do my shopping.

When I got home a couple of hours later I was feeling quite proud of myself, I hadn't allowed myself to be distracted from my purpose at the mall at all. I'd only spent about forty five minutes trying on a couple of tops, and the cutest little pair of boots.

It was time to get ready for my date. I had a quick shower; afterwards I put on a little makeup, and got dressed. I wore a little black velvety skirt, which clung to my hips and the curve of my arse; black stay up stockings, with a lacy frill at the top, that was just hidden by my skirt; I wore a white singlet top, and a denim jacket.

Tyler, my date in the afternoon, was over six feet tall, so I wore my four inch heels. They would make me five feet eleven, so I wouldn't have to crane my neck too much to look up at him, and we would be the perfect height for kissing.

When I arrived at the café Tyler was already sitting at a table. He smiled when he saw me enter; as I walked over to his table I watched his eyes as they travelled up and down my body a couple of times. I was feeling very sensitive, and it almost felt as if he was caressing me with his eyes, I could feel tingles where his eyes passed over my body.

When I reached the table he stood up and kissed me on the cheek, at the same time he squeezed my shoulder.

"You look lovely," he said.

"You're looking handsome yourself," I replied.

I remembered from when I first met Tyler that he was very easy to talk to, and he didn't disappoint me now. Within just a few minutes I was feeling very comfortable with him, and we were laughing like old friends. He was very handsome, tall, with a muscular build. Already, I knew I wanted him. 

We ordered coffee and hot chocolate, and chatted, and laughed.

It was warm in the café and I took my jacket off. Tyler's eyes wandered to my breasts, which caused my nipples to perk up; they were poking straight through my top, as I had neglected to wear a bra. I could see Tyler trying to look me in the eye as he talked to me, but his eyes kept wandering to my breasts, I enjoyed the attention, and I enjoyed knowing that he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

Sometime later the waiter asked us if we would like something else. I was a little annoyed; it's unusual for the staff to pester customers in Sydney cafés. Tyler looked at his watch, which was when I realised we must have been there for over an hour already. No wonder the staff were a little anxious.

Tyler was looking at the menu again, in preparation for ordering more drinks. I could see that he didn't want our date to end, and neither did I, but I wanted it to progress further in private.

I reached across the table and stroked his hand. When he looked up, I said, "Why don't we go for a walk along the beach?"

"Great," he said. "I'll just take care of the bill and we can go."

Once we were on the street he put his arm around me, and I leaned my body against him, and put my arm around him as well. I liked the feeling of his strong arm around me. I was hoping that he wouldn't take too long to kiss me; I was imagining what kind of kisser he would be.

We walked along the beach, mostly in silence, letting our bodies sway against one another as we walked, enjoying the afternoon and one another. As we looked over the water Tyler turned to me and kissed me, he held my body against his, and probed deeply into my mouth with his tongue.

I opened my mouth to him, letting him know that I was willing to have him inside me. I hoped he would understand that I was open to more than just his tongue.

After the kiss we just looked at one another for a while, and then continued to walk along the beach in silence. He held me closer to him, in a firmer grip. After a few minutes he asked, "Would you like to come to my place, it's only a few minutes walk from here?"

"Yes," I said. "I'd like that."

We walked to his place in silence. I was beginning to tingle. I never agree to go to a man's place unless I have already decided I want to sleep with him. I was hoping that he had also decided he wanted to sleep with me.

When we got to his apartment we rode up in the elevator. He put his arms around me and drew me to him again, kissing me deeply, pressing my body against him. Again I opened my mouth to him and let him explore me. I could feel his hand squeezing one of my bum cheeks.

When the elevator opened there was an elderly couple waiting to enter. The woman gave us a disapproving stare. Tyler opened his front door as the elevator closed, once the elderly couple were out of earshot we both giggled.

Tyler closed the front door and put his arms around me again. I leaned up so he could kiss me. He was very enthusiastic; his hands were all over my body, squeezing my bum, wandering over my back, and feeling up my breasts.

An image of an octopus entered my mind, and I giggled as I pushed him away from me gently. I managed to untangle myself from his arms and hands and take a step back.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Nothing, sweetie," I said. "Let's just take it a little slower."

He reached out to grab me, and I took a leap backward, still giggling. I took my jacket off and threw it on his couch as he tried to grab me again. I dodged around the couch, giggling all the while. He was smiling too, I think he understood that I would let him catch me soon enough.

I ran my left hand up my thigh, stroking myself, and lifting my skirt enough to show the tops of my stockings and my inner thighs, and possibly the very bottom of my panties. All the while I was walking backwards and he was stepping towards me. I was swinging my hips and rotating my shoulders as I moved back, making a dance of it.

With my right hand I lifted my top slowly, exposing first my navel, then the lower part of my ribs, and finally the very bottom of my breasts. Tyler looked happy, with a huge smile. He clearly wasn't thinking well, as he seemed to try to walk straight through the couch to get to me.

I let my skirt ride a little higher as I swung my hips from side to side, now my panties were definitely showing, I was wearing black panties, which were very see through. At the same time I pushed my top up a little higher, uncovering one breast, but it was still hidden from his view by my hand as I fondled it. Both of my nipples reacted by becoming very hard, the one that was still covered by my top was poking through the fabric.

I turned a little to the side as I ran my hand up to my hip, lifting my skirt higher, exposing myself so he could see I was wearing a g-string, shaking my hips at him, letting him see the curve of my arse.

I kept dancing away from him, I was leading him down the hall now; I had spotted the door to the bedroom earlier. I had decided to let him catch me once we were in the bedroom.

I moved my hand to partially cover both of my breasts, pushing my top higher as I did so, uncovering them both. I cupped my hand under my right breast, squeezing it, and then I moved my hand over it, caressing and squeezing it.

I turned my back almost completely toward him. I looked back at him over my left shoulder, as I turned I ran my hand down over the side of my butt cheek and then back up the middle, up my crack, pressing the fabric of my g-string against my arse hole.

I let my skirt drop back into place, and lifted my top off, still with my back to him, but facing him enough so could see my left breast in profile. Once I had my top over my head I flung it at him with my left hand. I put my right arm across my breasts, covering them and lifting them, giving myself cleavage, as I turned to face him again.

I ran my left hand back and forth across my stomach a couple of times, then down my left hip and across my thigh. I slowly moved my hand back up my crotch, pressing it hard against my pussy as I moved it up.

I was getting very excited watching Tyler's reactions to my dance. I could clearly see an erection in his pants. The only thing he could say was, "Oh baby," over and over.

While I was doing this with my left hand, my right arm was still covering my breasts, my right hand fondling my left breast, occasionally cupping it from underneath, allowing Tyler a view of my very erect nipple.

I moved my left hand across my stomach to my right hip and then down the front of my thigh and back up the inside of my thigh, lifting my skirt as I went. I moved my hand to my pussy, moved my legs apart a little, so I could get my hand right up against my opening. I stroked my hand up and back down my pussy a couple of times.

I ran my hand up my stomach, letting my skirt fall back down, then slid my hand back down, under my skirt. I fondled my pussy for a few moments, then brought my hand out and moved it to my left hip. I pushed my skirt down; with a couple of wriggles of my hips it slid down my legs. I lifted one foot out of it, and used my right foot to kick my skirt at Tyler.

By this time I had led him to the bedroom. I continued to back away from him as I fondled myself. I backed myself up against the wall; the coolness of the concrete was very refreshing, I hadn't realised how hot I was getting. Once I was against the wall I ran my hand up my pussy, pressing my middle finger between my lips, so Tyler could see the outline of my lips through the fabric of my panties.

When he saw me trapped against the wall he strode purposefully to me. He put a hand on each of my shoulders and drew me to him and kissed me forcefully. He pressed his tongue into my mouth, running his lips over mine, engulfing me with his kiss.

He lifted me off my feet and threw me on the bed; I couldn't help but squeal and laugh as I landed. I pushed myself up the bed, and lay back with my legs open. I still had my heels and stockings on, as well as my g-string. I continued to stroke myself as he undressed.

He undressed quickly; he wasn't putting on a show for me as I had for him. When he got his pants off I saw he had a very long dick, but only a little wider than average. As he walked over to the bed it bounced up and down.

When he got the bed he crawled over to me, and kissed me again, hard, like the previous times. As he was kissing me I felt his hand on my crotch, pushing my panties aside from my pussy. After moving my panties aside I felt his fingers moving along my pussy lips.

"You're very wet," he said.

I didn't reply, instead I took his hand and pressed it against my pussy. He slid a finger into me, and set off all my nerve endings, finally having something inside me was almost heaven.

After only moments he removed his finger from me, and lay above me. With one hand he held my panties out of the way and guided his cock into me. I was completely wet, but still he had to enter me in small thrusts, letting my juices lubricate a little more of his shaft with each thrust.

The heat of his cock in me was incredible. Even when I thought I was full and could take no more of him in me he still had more to give. He started working into a rhythm of short thrusts, plunging his cock into me.

Before he was too caught up in what he was doing I reminded him that we needed a condom. He continued to thrust into me, sending waves of pleasure through my body, almost making me forget the condom.

"Condom," I said.

"Okay," he grunted. He rolled off me, and started going through his drawers. After a moment he came up with a condom, as he was unwrapping it I took my g-string off. The sight of my hairless pussy distracted him from the condom.

I think he said, "Oh, wow," as he exhaled. He dropped the condom and laid me on my back. He moved my legs apart and moved his face to my pussy, licking and sucking my opening. He seemed unable to decide whether he wanted to lick my clit, or suck the juices from my pussy.

I was enjoying his ministrations, but just as I would get into the rhythm on my clit he would resume licking my pussy. I put my hands on his head, and guided his tongue back to my clit. He looked up at me as he licked my clit, and I said, "I'm going to cum soon."

Each time he tried to move his head away from my clit I held him with my hands, and moved my hips to keep my clit against his tongue. I could feel my orgasm building with each stroke of his tongue across my clit. As I neared orgasm I was torn between a need to open my legs, to allow something to penetrate me, and closing my legs around Tyler's head to keep him in place.

As I came, the reflex to open my legs won, and I raised my hips and opened my thighs as wide as they would go, while holding his tongue against my clit with my hands on the back of his head.

I could feel the juices flowing out of my pussy. After I came my clit was too sensitive for his tongue, I moved his head back to my pussy, and let him eat my juices. It was the perfect way to come back to earth after such an intense orgasm.

After a few moments I had my wits again, and I patted my hand around the bed looking for the condom. When I had found it, I pulled on Tyler's arms, and had him lie on his back. His cock lay on his stomach, it was very long, and reached past his belly button.

I put my hand around his shaft and stroked the length of it a few times while I watched the expression on his face. I bent over and took the head in my mouth. I sucked the head, and swirled my tongue around the tip. As I sucked the tip I stroked the length of his shaft with my other hand.

Slowly I took a little more and a little more of his long dick into my mouth. Soon I was bobbing my head rapidly up and down on his shaft as I ran my hand along his length. I could hear him moaning, "Ahhhhhhh," on each in breath, and "Mmmmmmm," on each exhalation.

With my other hand I had been trying unsuccessfully to unwrap the condom, but I needed both hands to undo it. I continued to go down on him, using just my mouth as I unwrapped the condom. Once it was open I unrolled it a little, and slipped it into my mouth. It was difficult to get the condom on over his head with my mouth, so I cheated a little and pushed it over with my hand, although I don't think he noticed. Then I unrolled the condom down his shaft with my lips and tongue, until his head was pressing the back of my throat.

I unrolled the condom the last inch with my hand. Once it was all the way on I straddled him, holding his cock up and guiding it into my pussy. I was completely wet and ready and he slid into me easily. Once I had slid all of the way down his shaft I ground myself against him, trying to get every little bit of penetration I could.

I started to ride up and down on his cock. His shaft was so long, so deeply embedded in me that there was no risk of him coming out as I rode him. With each thrust I lifted myself quite high, almost but not quite off him, then I dropped myself down his long shaft hard and fast. The feeling of him re-entering me set my whole body to quivering, the impact when he penetrated me fully sent shockwaves throughout my body.




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My pussy started to tingle and quiver, I could feel an orgasm approaching, and couldn't help but to let out a moan. As the orgasm built I felt I would lose control completely. I could feel myself riding his shaft still, but it wasn't me, I was being driven solely by lust now. As the orgasm engulfed me I could no longer lift myself, instead I rocked against him pressing his cock against my g-spot, and driving me wilder, pushing my orgasm to new heights.

I think I almost screamed as I came. As it subsided I began to ride his shaft again. As I did I could hear the wetness as I slid on his cock and the slap of our wet crotches when I rode down and our bodies met.

Tyler sat up then and put his arms around me. He swung his legs over the side of the bed; he didn't even seem to notice my weight on him. He stood up with me impaled on his cock, and my legs wrapped around him. As he walked us over to the wall he put one arm around my back and one under my arse.

He pushed me up against the wall. He kissed me then, with his tongue probing deep into my mouth. He held me up with his hand under my arse as he slowly withdrew his dick from me. Once he was almost completely withdrawn from me he thrust back into me, very fast, and I couldn't help but moan.

I let myself relax completely in his grip, trusting him to hold me. I let my head rest against the wall. He withdrew from me slowly again, and again he thrust back into me hard and fast. As he began to increase his pace I could feel another orgasm building.

He had me pinned against the wall, and was pounding his cock into me furiously now. I was completely helpless in his grip, not just because he was strong and holding me, but because I was a quivering mass of jelly on the brink of another orgasm.

As my climax mounted I couldn't help but let out another howl.

Tyler was close to cumming now too, he was holding his cock in me longer, and pressing it into me harder, trying to get the deepest possible penetration. Being held in his arms as he came I could feel all of the muscles throughout his body tensing as he came. I could feel his cock in me convulsing as it shot his load into me, and I could feel the muscles in his arms and abdomen tense and release in time with the convulsions.

I collapsed onto him, and he walked us back to the bed. We lay in one another's arms for a time, enjoying the warmth of our bodies, the sexual release.

After a long time, when the glow finally began to subside, I moaned to him, saying, "I'm hungry."

"Me too," he replied. "Do you want to get some dinner?"

"Absolutely," I replied.

I rolled off the bed and gathered my clothes from all over the apartment. I straightened my stockings and pulled on my skirt, top and jacket. By the time Tyler was ready I still hadn't found my panties, so I decided not to worry about them and we left.

As we rode down in the elevator Tyler put his arms around me and kissed me. I enjoyed the sensations as he stroked my arse and I wriggled against his hand to let him know.

"I've had a really good time with you today," said Tyler.

I squeezed his arse and replied with a crooked smile, "It's been a lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon and the day's far from over yet."

He smiled back at me and asked, "Do you like Mexican?"

"Mmmmmmmm, I love Mexican," I said.

Tyler drove us to a little Mexican restaurant about twenty minutes away. He stroked my thigh the whole way as he drove. I enjoyed his touch, and it kept me just slightly aroused as he stroked just far enough under my skirt to give me a promise of more to come later.

The food at the restaurant was very good. We shared fajitas and a couple of Coronas. I wasn't in a very chatty mood, I was feeling very relaxed and a little spent after the afternoon's activities, and Tyler seemed to be in a similar mood.

There was a lot of silence during dinner, but a lot of smiles as well when our eyes met, and our hands would often touch when serving the fajitas. The silence was far from uncomfortable.

Tyler stroked my thigh again the whole trip home. The meal and beers seemed to have restored our energy, and my skin tingled where he touched me. His hand became more and more daring as we neared his apartment, until he began to stroke my pussy.

"Oh baby," he said. "You're not wearing any panties!"

I couldn't but help but giggle as I said, "I couldn't find them, I think you must have hidden them."

The knowledge that I was going to have him again when we got home, together with the way he was stroking me made the skin all over my body prickle. I could feel my pussy moistening as he touched me, at the same time as my mouth became dry.

After a few moments of stroking me, he turned to me again and said slightly breathlessly, "Oh baby, you're so wet!"

I could see a bulge in his pants now, this reaction to my arousal served to make me even more aroused. Without willing it my hand moved to his crotch and I began stroking the length of his bulge through his pants. As I stroked it I could feel it growing and hardening.

By now I was feeling very flushed. My lethargy from earlier in the evening was completely gone now. I wanted Tyler again, and I wanted him now. I began to undo his pants, but it was a struggle to get his belt undone in my current state, and by the time I had it unbuckled and his pants unzipped we were pulling into his parking spot.

He turned the car off and reached across to me, as he drew me toward him he kissed me. His tongue probed deep into my mouth and I felt his hand slide under my top and squeeze my breast. I was massaging his erection through his boxer shorts as he pinched my nipples.

My patience was completely exhausted now, and I pushed him away from me. "Let's go upstairs," I demanded, almost completely out of breath.

"Yes," he said, as he started to do his pants back up.

In the elevator his hands were all over me again, sending shivers through my body. He lifted my skirt to my hips and rans his hands all over my butt and crotch. When the elevator door opened he picked me up and carried me to his apartment door.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he held me with just one arm as he unlocked his door. Once we were in his apartment he carried me to the bedroom and lay me on the bed. He stepped back and undressed. I couldn't help but giggle as he struggled with his clothes.

He laughed as well, saying, "God, what's wrong with me, I can't get this damn belt undone!"

I could see his hands were shaking; it turned me on to see his reaction to me, to see how urgent his need was for me. I could feel the same urgency and I took my clothes off as well, I left my stockings on, but removed my heels.

Finally he had his clothes off! Relief washed over me, I would feel him inside me now. But instead of coming to me on the bed he went to his drawers, impatiently I said, "Come on baby I need you right now."

"Ohhhhhh, me too," he said as he turned to face me.

As he turned I could see his cock. It was fully erect and gorgeous, circumcised with a nice large helmet shaped head. It looked longer and thicker than it had before. The tip was glistening with precum which really excited me; I was almost ready to cum.

I had a sudden desire to lick the precum from the tip, to take him in my mouth. He pushed a condom over the head of his cock before I could get to him, the way he slid it down the length of his shaft looked like he was stroking himself, which excited me even more.

He came to me on the bed then and kissed me, with his tongue probing deeply into my mouth. He ran his hands over my body, his touch was hot, and sent a fever racing through me. As he touched me he turned me to face away from him, lifting my hips, and lowering my shoulders.

He wanted me doggy style and I cooperated. I moved onto my hands and knees, raising my hips and arse, lowering myself onto my elbows. I continued to lower my body until my head and shoulders were resting on the bed, and my pussy was lifted to him, open and inviting.

I felt him move up behind me and put his hands on my hips. I could feel his delicious cock resting on my arse. I wanted him inside me, and I wished I could have him in me without the condom, to feel the raw heat, the ridges and veins on his dick, but it was too soon, I didn't know him well enough yet.

He moved back from me a little, I felt the head of his cock at the opening of my pussy. He eased in to me gently, the lips of my pussy parted to welcome him into me. He entered me further and further with short quick thrusts. Once my juices were spread to lubricate us he slid the rest of his length in to me in one long thrust.

As he entered me deeper and deeper I had the delicious sensation of being completely filled. My juices started flowing freely and I was right on the brink of an intense orgasm. I remembered the sight of his magnificent cock standing almost at attention as he turned to face me, picturing it inside me touched off my orgasm.

I let out a long moan as I came. The sensations flowing from my pussy surged through my body in waves. I could feel my vagina pulsating, squeezing down on his cock. At the same time he took a strong grip on my hips and started long hard thrusts in and out of me. Each thrust forced a moan of pleasure from me, heightening my climax.

I felt like the orgasm would never end. Each time the ecstasy eased it would return after just a few thrusts and each time it returned it was even more intense. I couldn't help myself, with each long thrust I moaned the whole time as he entered me, and with each short fast thrust I would grunt.

I became completely delirious as he worked his magic behind me. I had the picture of him turning to face me in my mind the whole time; I could see his cock clearly in my mind's eye. As my delirium grew so did my desire to take him in my mouth; to taste his manhood, and feel him climax in my mouth without the condom.

When I felt him pressing his hips against me with each thrust, pushing for the maximum penetration, I could tell he was close to his own orgasm. I lifted myself on to my hands and I moved away from him and turned around. Before he could voice a complaint I took his cock in my hand and removed the condom.

I stroked his shaft with my hand, as I took his head into my mouth. I slowly moved my mouth down his shaft until I had about half of it in my mouth, the head was filling my throat, and I couldn't take any more. I sucked gently and moved my tongue on the underside of his cock.

I ran my hand over the remaining length of shaft in hard fast strokes, and at the same time I began to move my head up and down about an inch, letting the head hit my throat with each thrust.

I could hear him moaning constantly as I did this. Once I had my rhythm I looked up at him, he was watching me as I sucked his cock.

"Oh baby," he whispered. "That feels so good, soooooo goooooood."

Then he closed his eyes and leaned his head back, letting out soft moaning sounds. I didn't think I would be able to manage taking him this deep for very much longer, so I was relieved when I heard him say, "I'm going to cum baby."

In reply I moaned; I wanted him to know I enjoyed doing this almost as much as much as he enjoyed me doing it, and that I wanted him to cum in my mouth.

Moments later he said, "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum."

As he said this he put both of his hands on the back of my head, he didn't apply any pressure, but I knew he wanted me to swallow his cum, which was exactly what I had in mind myself.

I felt his dick begin to convulse, and I felt my mouth filled with his cum. He kept shooting and shooting, filling my mouth. I couldn't swallow while I had his cock so deeply in my mouth, and I eased it out a little, just enough to swallow the mouthful I already had. Even so, I could feel his cum spilling out of my mouth and dribbling down my chin.

He continued to shoot into my mouth, and I swallowed again and again. Eventually the convulsions became twitches as his orgasm subsided, I continued to lick and suck his cock until it became soft in my mouth. When I removed my mouth I wiped the cum from my chin into my mouth, and I lay back on the bed.

I was sated, completely. I was sexually exhausted and my hunger to taste Tyler was satisfied. He lay down next to me and I put my head on his shoulder and cuddled up against him. He ran his hands over my body, stroking me, massaging my shoulders and rubbing my head. I could have almost purred.

"Oh my God, baby," he said. "That was the best ever." 



A Busy Week Ch. 03



Chapter Three - Monday: Business Meeting

I awakened slowly on Monday morning, feeling warm and safe with Tyler's strong arms holding me. His body was pressed against mine in a spoon. As I became aware of my surroundings I began to notice a hardness pressing against me.

Tyler was asleep, but sporting a huge erection and it was pressed right up against me, resting in the crease of my arse. Its presence started my body tingling, I couldn't help but push back against it, wriggling my hips slowly from side to side and up and down. As I moved I could feel the shaft sliding deeper between my cheeks, until I could feel it touching my arse hole.

As I continued to rub myself against Tyler's cock I became increasingly aroused. My pussy moistened, slowly at first, but after only moments my juices were flowing readily. When he woke I wanted him to be inside me, but I couldn't manage it from the position we were in, and there was no way I could reposition us without waking him.

I was so aroused that I considered taking him anal, but I knew that without lubricant there was no way I could get him entirely in me. I decided to roll us over and take the chance of waking him. I turned around within his arms and pushed him onto his back. The motion disturbed his sleep, but didn't waken him; he put his arms around me and drew my head onto his shoulder.

I rested my hand on his erection and waited until he was sleeping peacefully again before I started stroking it gently. Soon he was letting out an occasional soft moan in his sleep, a sure sign that he was as ready as me. I straddled him, and guided his cock into me slowly, taking just his head into me at first, and then gradually working the rest of his length into me.

We weren't using a condom, and his hot bare dick in me felt like heaven. I was confident I would be able to feel when he was ready to cum and be able to get off him in time, even if he was still asleep.

He was moaning more frequently now, and moving his hips slightly, even though he was still deeply asleep. It was a very strange sensation, making love to a sleeping man, and I wondered if he would wake up before he finished.

I was trying to be as quiet and gentle as possible but my own orgasm was building. As my excitement mounted it became harder and harder to keep my pace slow and calm, and I began to grind my pelvis against him, causing his cock to excite my g-spot.

His hands moved to my hips then and he started to moan more deeply, I couldn't quite tell if he was already awake, but if he wasn't alr5eady, it wouldn't be long before he was. I could feel the beginning of an orgasm spreading outward from my g-spot and I reflexively increased the pace of my grinding which released the orgasm as several waves of intense pleasure coursing through my body, forcing me to moan loudly, convulsing my pussy and squeezing his cock.

"Oh baby," I heard him say then. "Oh baby, I thought I was dreaming, thought you were a dream baby, oh, so much better than a dream."

I was on the edge of another orgasm almost immediately after the previous one had passed, and I continued riding him without altering my pace. I could feel the heat spreading outward from my pussy as the orgasm approached until the waves of pleasure passed through my body again. I could feel my pussy becoming completely wet as I came, I could almost feel the juices flowing out of me.

Tyler was raising his hips against me, pushing for the maximum possible penetration. He held my hips with his hands and lifted me off him slightly, beginning to thrust into me from below as he held me up. Each time he thrust his full length into me it felt like a bolt of pleasure racing through my entire body. I was completely helpless in his grip and was in an almost constant state of climax.

I could feel Tyler's orgasm building in the tension in his muscles, the tightness in his jaw, and the intensity of his thrusts. I couldn't bear to get off him now, but I must; as I lifted myself from him I felt an intense sense of loss as his erection was withdrawn from me.

I wasn't finished yet, I could feel that I was at the edge of the final release that I needed, I turned around and straddled his face. Tyler enthusiastically used his tongue on my clitoris sending me straight back to heaven, and I took the head of his cock slowly into my mouth, twirling my tongue around the end and stroking the length of his shaft with my hand.

It was very difficult to concentrate on giving him good head while my clitoris was being licked so expertly, and I gave in to the sensations radiating from my pussy. I continued to lick, suck and stroke his cock, but only just enough to keep him close to his own orgasm.

Suddenly the orgasm struck and my whole body seemed to convulse. I could feel my pussy quivering, my juices flowing from me in torrents. My hand on Tyler's cock was squeezing down hard and I was wanking him in spasms. I could feel his muscles constricting and he thrust his hips upwards at my face, pushing his cock almost into my throat. He let out a long moan, almost a growl, as he came and filled my mouth with his cum. I could feel his cock jerk each time it shot cum, some of the spurts going directly down my throat and some filling my mouth, I swallowed them all greedily.

As our orgasms subsided Tyler moved his mouth to my pussy, licking and sucking my juices, swallowing my orgasm as I had swallowed his, sending quivers through my body, as he touched parts of me that had become ultra-sensitive. I lay my head in his crotch, too spent even to move, simply enjoying the sensations still emanating from my pussy.

I didn't want to move, but had no choice. I was going to be late for work as it was, and I still had to walk to my car, then go home and get ready for work. I gave Tyler's dick a last kiss and lifted myself off him. I gave him a lingering kiss on the lips with a promise for the future, then gathered my clothes and dressed. I still couldn't find my g-string, and I didn't have the time to hunt for it.

"Why don't you stay baby?" Tyler asked. "We could call in sick and spend the day together."

"That sounds fantastic, but I have a client I can't blow off today."

"Too bad, we could have done some of our own blowing," he said with a grin. "Will I see you again?"

"Fuck yeah, I'm not done with you yet," I said as I kissed him, just before I ran out the door.

When I finally got home I began undressing as I walked down the hall. The hours I work are flexible, but there were a few last minute details I wanted to clear up before the meeting, so I was feeling very rushed.

I showered and washed my hair in what must have been close to record time. I was still aroused, and disappointed that I couldn't take my time in the shower, but I still had to dry and straighten my hair, put makeup on, and get dressed. And I hadn't even decided what to wear yet.

The meeting today was important for me. I wasn't just finalising a sale, I was aligning a new channel partner in Singapore. If I pulled it off I would be sure to get a big bonus and a promotion would follow. Everything had to be perfect, and I couldn't let the partner develop any doubts in me.

As I dried and straightened my hair I decided on my outfit in my mind. I didn't have time to put things together and try different combinations. I decided to go with a black fitted skirt suit, plain black stockings, and low heels. The skirt suit was very professional, but fitted to my figure, so there was no doubt I was a woman. The skirt was modest, but short enough to show that I wasn't conservative; it reached just past half way to my knees.

I looked in the mirror and was happy with the combination. I looked like a sexy, ambitious professional. A little makeup and I was ready to go. I got the last minute details worked out without any hitches, and my boss and I headed for the restaurant for the lunch meeting. We were a little early and the partner hadn't arrived yet. While we waited my boss and I had a glass of wine and discussed the deal.

I work for a fairly large company, and this deal was not really that significant in the big picture. To me it was very exciting though, it would mean a new direction for my career and a whole new income stream from Singapore. My boss was fairly blasé, but I was finding it difficult to conceal my excitement.

"You look nervous," my boss, Susan, said. "Don't be, he needs this deal a lot more than we do."

"I'm not so much nervous, as I am excited," I said. "I think we've got it nailed."

"We do, it's in the bag," she said. "Heads up, here he is. Don't let him see how excited you are."

I was realising that the excitement I felt wasn't simply professional. The prospect of closing this deal was really turning me on.

After a little small talk Susan suggested that we wait until after lunch to discuss the deal. The partner Brock readily agreed and we ate without discussing the deal, although we discuss conditions in Singapore.

After lunch, Susan opened business by saying, "I have all of the papers here. The details are as we agreed. Once the three us sign this it's a done deal."

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that," said Brock. "I need to change the numbers slightly,"

A long discussion followed. When Brock eventually told us the numbers he wanted I knew we couldn't accept them. I looked at Susan to see what she was going to do, but she was completely stony faced and wasn't moving.

I realised with a sinking feeling that the deal was slipping away, and that Susan wanted to see what I was going to do to save it. She was letting me know that it was my deal, and that I had to fix this, if it could be fixed.

I steadied my heart, I was sure Brock and Susan could hear it pumping, and I said, "Brock we could manage two points lower on the ongoing, but any more than that and it simply won't be worth our time to open a channel in Singapore."

"I need a full five points, or I won't be able to do business. The situation is different in Singapore."

"Two points is all the room we have to move. We've already trimmed everything we can from this deal. As it is it's very close to the point where it makes more sense for us to open our own office in Singapore.

"If we move into Singapore we'll be looking at all aspects of the enterprise. In the long run this would dry up a lot of your other revenue streams, including training and professional services."

I could see Susan concealing a smile, and Brock was thinking. I had the deal back on track.

"Alright. Two points it is. Where do I sign?" he said, smiling.

After we made and initialled the amendment, we all signed. The final papers would be sent to legal, but the papers just signed included penalties for changing terms or reneging, so the deal was as good as done.

With a big smile Susan asked, "Who wants champagne?"

As we were signing my excitement had returned. My hands were shaking, I definitely needed a drink.

"I could use a champagne, what about you Brock?" I said.

"I never say no to a beautiful woman," he replied, with a quirky smile.

He was flirting with me! It was a shock, but made me look at him in a different light. He was older than me, maybe in his mid-thirties, older than my usual men, but possibly not too old, especially the way I was feeling at the moment. He was handsome, with a cultured English accent, and looked like he was fairly fit under his suit.

I raised one eyebrow and gave him my own quirky smile as I said, "Oh really, Brock? Never?"

"It's a rule I have."

"What about changing the deal just now? I think that counts as saying no," I asked.

"Well, that was business. And as much as it pained me to break the rule, business comes first."

The champagne arrived then, and Susan poured us each a glass.

"Cheers," I said, as I touched glasses with Susan and Brock.

"Cheers," Brock said.

"Cheers, congratulations," Susan said.

"What are you plans now?" Susan asked Brock.

"I fly back to Singapore tomorrow morning," said Brock.

"It seems like a shame to come for such a short time," Susan responded.

"Well, I had all weekend to myself. I got down to the beach and did some sightseeing and shopping. I visit Sydney quite regularly for business so I don't feel like I'm really missing anything."

"More champagne anyone?" I asked. As I did I realised Susan still had half a glass, and Brock wasn't much further ahead.

He took a big sip and held out his glass to me, "I can't say no, now can I?" He winked as he said, "Rules. You know."

Susan had a knowing look on her face, she finished her champagne, and said, "I have to get back to the office, I'll send the paperwork to legal and get the ball rolling."

She looked at me and said, "Stay and celebrate, you deserve it. You've done a good job opening a new channel in Singapore for us."

Brock and I sat down and resumed chatting and drinking champagne. After we finished the first bottle Brock ordered another.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I asked.

"I would never do such a despicable thing." He laughed as he said, "I'm trying to get us both drunk."

The champagne was making me tipsy, the successful deal was making me excited, my ability to get the deal back on track and Susan trusting me made me feel powerful and successful. All of this, together with flirting with Brock was making me extremely horny.

I hadn't looked at Brock as a potential partner before now because I strictly will not mix business with pleasure. Not until the business part is completed anyway. Now though, the deal was done, signed, the more I thought about being with this man the more I wanted it. I had had him in business, dominated him and forced him to accept the deal on my terms, and now I wanted to have him physically as well, on my terms.

"Let's move to a couch," I said. "They look so much more comfortable than these chairs." 

Brock agreed, saying, "They do look good, especially after a couple champagnes."

We rose and I led the way to the couches. As I walked I let my hips swing just a little more than usual, not enough that he would realise it was intentional, but enough that he would find it hard to look anywhere except at me.

I sat down and gestured to the opposite couch for Brock to sit down. As I sat I let my skirt ride up a little, exposing a lot of thigh, to add to the effect I sat with my legs together, but with one leg lower than the other and on a slight angle to Brock, which gave him a long view of my inner thigh, and tantalised with the potential of being able to see up my skirt.

"What do you like to do when you aren't working Lisa?" Brock asked me.

"Anything fun really. I really like seeing bands live and going to the beach. I'm going to miss lying in the sun now that it's winter," I replied.

"I was lucky enough to get down the beach on Saturday," Brock said.

"Me too! Saturday was a beautiful day, I had such a wonderful time," I said. Remembering Sam and Mark was getting me very hot and bothered again.

"Wonderful? Really? What did you get up to?" asked Brock.

"Oh, this and that. Just hanging out at the beach really, until the weather got cold. We made some new friends who were a lot of fun."

As I answered, I couldn't help but smile, remembering being with two sexy men at the same time. I also couldn't help but squirm a little as I felt my pussy moistening. The motion pushed my skirt a little higher, exposing the top of my stocking and a little bare thigh. I noticed Brock looking, and trying not to look.

I was very aroused now. Adding the memories of Sam and Mark to the mix of lust already stirring within me was almost enough to make me lose control completely. I was desperately trying to think of a way to steer Brock toward his hotel room, but I couldn't think of any subtle way to do it.

"Lisa, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" he asked.

"I'd love to Brock. You don't have any silly rules about mixing business and pleasure do you?" I asked, the beginnings of a mischievous smile curling my lips slightly.

"Ha. Any rules I may have had along those lines were completely out the window when I first met you!"

"Oh, really?" I asked.

"Yes, I've been hoping for a chance to take you to dinner, and maybe have a drink with you," he said.

"And maybe get me a little tipsy too?" I asked, the smile growing.

"Completely plastered if necessary," he responded, a smile beginning to crease his face as well.

"Necessary for what, may I ask?"

"No. Some secrets must remain my own."

"I see," I said, as I rose from the couch.

My heart was hammering. I wasn't able to think of any subtle way of leading Brock where I wanted to go, I was about to throw caution to the wind. The effects of adrenaline were quickly sobering me; not that being sober would alter my course now. In fact, it was even more exciting to be this brazen while sober.

I sat down again next to Brock, and turned to face him. I placed my hand on his thigh, and when he turned to face me I kissed him. I felt him hesitate for the barest moment, then he opened his mouth and returned my kiss.

I was breathless from the kiss, and whispered in his ear, "Dinner sounds great, but I think we have some pleasurable business to take care of first."

"Yes, very," he replied. He wasn't making a lot of sense which I took to be a good sign.

"How far is your hotel?" I asked.

"It's next door."

"Perfect," I said. "Let's go."

I stood up and started toward the exit, swaying my hips wantonly as I walked. I was about to stop and make sure he was coming when I heard his footfalls behind me, and then felt his arm move around my waist. As he embraced me I let myself lean against him, pressing our bodies together.

We walked to his hotel in each others arms. I took the opportunity to run my hand over his body. My suspicion about him being fit under the suit was correct, his body was nice and firm, I was becoming more excited by the moment,

Once we were alone in the elevator I turned to face him, and looked up ready to be kissed. He took my lead and leaned down to kiss me. We kissed during the entire elevator trip to his floor. The kiss was alternately passionate and tender. I undid one of his buttons and ran my hand over his firm pecs and pinched his nipples.

When the elevator came to a halt we broke our embrace and walked quickly to his room. He fumbled with the security card several times before he got the door open, his nervousness was endearing, but frustrating, as it slowed us down and I wanted his clothes off.

Finally, we were in his room. I turned him to face me and slid my hands under his jacket to his shoulders, pushing his jacket down his arms until it fell to the floor. Thank god he wasn't wearing a tie! I don't think I could have borne the delay. Once his jacket was off, I pulled his shirt open, popping the buttons onto the floor.

I smothered his protest with my lips, I could only barely reach him on tip-toes, but it was enough. He kissed me passionately, forgetting about his ruined shirt. He ran his hands over my body pushing my jacket to the floor also. As his hands moved to open my blouse I pushed him back on the bed.

I didn't want my blouse ruined and I wanted him to know I was in charge. I unbuttoned my top and let it fall on the floor, exposing a lacy black bra. I was glad I had chosen this bra this morning; it gave me more cleavage than I had any right to expect. I unclipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor with my blouse.

I stood in front of Brock in my push up bra and tiny black g-string, stockings and heels. I stepped up to the bed and straddled him. I ran my hand over his chest, running my fingers through the hair on his chest. He put his hands on my thighs, and ran them up my thighs, to my hips, then up my waist, and finally behind my back to unsnap my bra.




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As he ran his hands along my body I leaned back my head and exhaled loudly, not quite moaning. When his hands reached my bra strap I took his wrists and placed his hands back on my inner thighs, and brushed them upwards along my legs. When I let go I reached back and unsnapped my bra myself. I slid it off my arms and let it fall to the floor.

As I removed my bra he ran his hands all the way up my inner thighs, brushing past my pussy with his thumbs as he moved his hands upwards, over my waist and up to my breasts. As he squeezed my breasts I leant back again and moaned and pressed down against his crotch.

I wanted to feel more of him pressing against me, so I lifted myself from him and got off the bed. I turned away from him and leant forward and removed his shoes, giving him a view of my arse and g-string in the process. I turned and undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

Once I had his pants undone I slid my hand inside his shorts and ran my fingers along the length of his shaft. His cock was hard. From feeling it I could tell it was thick and long. Feeling the hardness of it sent new waves of lust rippling out from my pussy.

I used both hands to pull down his pants and shorts. Once I had his socks off he was lying on the bed naked, his hard cock rising into the air, an invitation to be ridden. My pussy was sodden, we were both ready, but I wanted this to last. I wanted him to be desperate to be inside me. I wanted him to cry out when orgasm finally came.

I bent over again, bending from the hips, and took a condom out of my bag. I took a second out and threw them on the bed where he could see them. I wanted him to know there would be more to come.

I climbed back on the bed and straddled him again. I rubbed my pussy gently along the length of his shaft; even through my g-string I could feel the heat of his dick. When I straddled him his hands seemed to reflexively reach for my breasts, I caught them and held them out beside him as I leaned forward and kissed him.

I toyed with his tongue with my tongue, and ran my tongue along his lips. I kissed across his cheek to his neck, and nibbled his neck from just below his ear down to his Adam's apple, I then licked my way slowly back up to his ear, where I nibbled his ear lobe, and licked around the outer part of his ear all the way around, until my tongue was at the front of his ear.

I continued to lick slowly around his ear, spiralling inward, until I was pressing my tongue into his inner ear. As I licked, sucked and nibbled on his ear he let out soft moans. His arms were completely relaxed in my grip. He seemed like a helpless mass under me, apart from the hard rod pressing against my pussy.

From his ear I licked down his neck again, biting occasionally. From his neck I nibbled a path down his chest until I reached his nipple. As I moved my head down his body I let my breasts and nipples tickle along his body to his stomach. When I reached his nipple with my mouth I flicked it with my tongue, nibbled, licked and sucked it until it was hard.

When it was hard I bit it. Gently at first, but gradually getting harder, until it would hurt just enough to trigger nerve endings throughout his body, so he wouldn't be able to tell where I was biting him.

After his nipple I continued my passage down his body. As I licked down his chest I let my breasts slide across his cock. I could feel the hardness of his shaft between my breasts. It excited me. I rubbed one boob back and forth across his dick. The heat of it on my breast sent tingles throughout my body, my pussy was wetter than ever.

I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold off before I had no choice but to mount him, to let my pussy engulf his cock as I slid down the hard shaft.

I bit my way down his stomach, eventually reaching his cock. It was gorgeous, long and thick, circumcised, and fully erect, with veins standing out over the whole length, and a perfectly shaped purple helmet at the head. I stroked the length of it with one hand, drawing out precum at the top. When the precum started to drip I flicked it off with the tip of my tongue. It was salty, delicious, almost sweet.

Very shortly I was going to have this beautiful cock deep inside me, but right now I needed to taste the whole length of it. I drew the head into my mouth, sucking it, and licking it with my tongue. I slowly slid my mouth down the length of his shaft, taking it deeper and deeper into my mouth, until it almost reached my throat.

Once I could feel the head pressing the back of my throat I slowly slid my mouth back up the length until I had just the head in my mouth. I looked up at him, and he was lying back with his eyes closed, a blissful expression on his face, his hips were raised slightly off the bed giving me better access to his cock.

As I lowered my head down his shaft again I reached out for the condoms. When I felt his cock at the back of my throat again I pushed down a little further, applying pressure to the head with my throat. I opened the condom as I lifted my head back up the shaft. I sucked on him as I removed my mouth.

As I took my mouth away from his shaft I slid the condom on. I had some trouble getting the condom on over the large knob, but eventually I managed. Judging by the little moans he made he seemed to enjoy my struggles. Once I had the condom over the head I slid it down the length of his shaft, stroking its length as I went.

I straddled him again and held his cock straight up with one hand. I lowered myself onto it, when I felt it pressing against my pussy I positioned us so it was at my opening. I rubbed the head up and down my pussy lips a few times, to spread my juices, and then I slowly lowered myself. I felt the head entering me, spreading my lips, stretching my opening. My pussy was so saturated there was no friction at all, but even without friction it was still necessary to take him into me slowly. I could feel the head entering me deeper and deeper, pushing into me, forcing a path into my inner depths, opening me.

Finally, I had his entire length inside me. I could feel the heat of his cock deep inside me. I started to move my hips slowly in a circular motion. I could feel him inside me, filling me. I could feel the pressure of his cock pressing first back toward my anus, then pressing near my g-spot.

The feel of him inside me was sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I was beginning to find it difficult to breathe and my breath was coming in ragged gasps.

I raised myself on his shaft until just the head was inside me. As I lowered myself again I pressed backward, forcing his cock forward to hit my g-spot. Now that I had found the right position for his cock to hit my g-spot I began to ride up and down on his shaft faster and faster. Each time the head of his cock slid back into me it hit my g-spot and sent tingles of electricity throughout my body.

Each time I slid my pussy down his shaft Brock thrust his hips upward, forcing himself ever deeper into me. The combination of my g-spot being hit with each thrust and the depth of penetration were driving me relentlessly toward orgasm.

I began to moan as my climax washed over me, overloading my senses, I lost all sense of myself, I was a creature of pure pleasure, riding on a delicious cock. I was completely powerless, as long as the pleasure continued I could not stop riding on the shaft that impaled me. After what seemed an eternity the orgasm passed, leaving me an ultra-sensitive mass of nerves.

I leant forward on Brock as I caught my breath. He continued to thrust into me as I rested. As my awareness slowly returned I remembered I wanted to leave him completely addicted to me.

I lifted myself off his shaft and turned around. When I straddled him again I was facing away from him. I held his cock upright again and positioned it at the opening to my pussy. As I lowered myself onto his shaft I turned to watch him in the mirror, he was watching transfixed as his cock entered my pussy.

Once I had his entire length in me again I leant forward and began riding him again. I thrust my hips up and down on his shaft, raising my arse with each upstroke, providing him a perfect view of my pussy and arse as his cock was thrust in and out of me. I watched him in the mirror as he watched me ride him. He was spellbound by the sight.

I watched as he lay back blissfully and I could tell from the expression on his face that he was going to cum very soon. I lifted myself from him again and turned around. I removed the condom and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He moaned as I sucked and licked the head. I didn't want him to cum yet, so with one hand I gripped the base of his shaft and squeezed the underside of his cock, preventing him from cumming.

While I held him like this I continued to give him head. Sucking on the end of his cock and swirling my tongue around the tip. With my other hand I was stroking the length of his shaft. He was moaning uncontrollably now and thrusting his hips off the bed toward my face. His pubic hair was completely soaked with my own juices.

I slowly sucked more and more of his shaft into my mouth until the end was slowly entering my throat. Once I couldn't take him any deeper I slowly raised my mouth, all the while sucking on him. As I raised my mouth I squeezed his shaft with my lips. When I had just the head in my mouth I swirled my tongue around the tip for a few moments before sliding my lips down his length again, until the head reached my throat.

I continued to ride him with my mouth, quickening the pace with each thrust, until I was rapidly bobbing my head up and down on his shaft. He was thrusting his hips in time with my rhythm and each time he thrust upward his cock hit the back of my throat. He was moaning uncontrollably and lifting his hips higher and higher off the bed. He seemed desperate to cum now but I wasn't ready to let him finish yet.

I continued to ride him with my mouth and with each thrust I took him a little deeper until the head of his cock was entering my throat with each stroke. He was no longer able to thrust with his hips, he had raised them as far from the bed as he could, and he was completely dependent on me now to give him release. He was moaning uncontrollably, alternating between calling out my name and crying out to God.

I let go of the base of his shaft and almost immediately he began to cum. From somewhere he found a little extra flexibility and managed to thrust his hips higher from the bed, pushing his head deeper into my throat. I could feel his cock convulsing again and again as he shot his load straight down my throat. He collapsed onto the bed as he came, withdrawing his cock from my throat into my mouth, and he filled my mouth with cum as he continued to spurt. I couldn't swallow his cum fast enough and I could feel a little trickling down my chin.

Eventually his orgasm began to subside. The convulsions of his cock became twitches. I withdrew his cock from my mouth licking it clean as I did. I wiped his cum from my chin and licked it off my finger. He muttered something completely incomprehensible which made he smile, I knew that at this moment he had no idea where he was, and probably wouldn't be able to tell me his name if I asked.

I had a feeling that he was completely addicted, but I would order some room service now, and if he had the energy after eating I was going to do it all again with him. After another round there could be no doubt but that he would be completely addicted.

I tried to ask Brock what he wanted to eat but he still wasn't making any sense, so I just ordered us some roast lamb and some pasta, fairly safe choices. Then I hopped into the shower. I love showers in nice hotels; they always have lots of water pressure. I would have preferred a bath but I didn't want to wait for it to fill. As I was towelling myself dry after a good long soak in the shower I heard a knock at the door.

I finished drying myself and went to answer the door. As I went through the room I picked up Brock's shirt and put it on. Fortunately, there was still one button on the shirt and I did it up. I opened the door and let the bellboy bring the food in. He looked me over as he brought the trolley in. Instead of covering up I simply let him look at me. I enjoyed his admiring expression as he looked.

He brought the check and a pen to me to sign. As I took them the shirt chose that moment to open, exposing my hairless pussy to the bellboy. I pretended nothing had happened, although judging by his expression, something clearly had. Encouraged by my allowing him to look earlier he was staring at me openly, glancing from my breasts to my pussy.

I gave him a little smile as I took the check and pen and walked to the bedside table to sign it. I leant down to the bedside table to sign it and as I did so I could feel the shirt rising at the back. I opened my legs a little and lifted my shoulders to ensure the shirt lifted far enough to give the bellboy a good view of my arse and pussy.

Once I had signed I returned the check to him and held the door open for him. As he left, he said, "Good evening ma'am, thank you."

I was starving. I woke Brock and asked, "Would you like pasta or roast lamb?"

"I like both, you have what you prefer," he replied, still sounding drowsy.

I took the roast lamb and we both ate in silence for a few minutes.

Brock broke the silence by saying, "That was a nice show you gave the room service guy. I think he almost had a heart attack."

I laughed as I said, "Well, I thought he deserved a tip."

"When you signed the check we both got an eyeful of your pussy. I though his eyes were going to pop out of his head. Your pussy is wet and open, it looks like you've just been well fucked, and your inner lips are swollen and exposed. Very fucking hot."

I smiled and came over and sat on the bed with my legs crossed, the shirt opened again, and he had a full view of my pussy.

"You like my pussy do you Brock?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, I love it. I love how you have no hair. How it looks after having me in it. I love the way your inner lips are showing."

Brock finished his pasta, and I had eaten most of the lamb, enough to satisfy my hunger for the time being. At the moment I had a more urgent hunger I wanted satisfied. I took Brocks plate and put it and the remains of my lamb back on the trolley. I returned to the bed and straddled Brock's stomach.

"Lie down," I said.

He lay down flat in the bed. Now that he was lying down I was straddling his chest. I moved forward and positioned my pussy above his face. He leaned his head up to me and began licking my pussy.

"Oh yeah, lick my inner lips sweetie," I said.

He responded by running his tongue along my labia, and because my inner lips were exposed and swollen I could feel his tongue gliding across them as well. I was still sensitive and when I felt his tongue on my lips a heat started building inside me that spread outwards from my pussy.

"Yeah, that's it, mmmmm, now run your tongue around my opening," I said.

Very obediently he started to lick my vagina, pushing his tongue into me a little. I was getting very wet and very hot now and I moved back a little so his tongue was running over my clit. Fire played across my skin as he flicked my clit with his tongue.

He moved his tongue back down and licked the entire length of my lips, pressing into me when he reached my opening. I rocked back a little and thrust my hips forward so his tongue stroked my arse hole. He didn't move away at all and licked all around my anus and pressed his tongue against it and sent shivers up my spine in the process.

He then started to run his tongue slowly from my anus up to my clit, pausing at my vagina to tickle and suck a little, then licking my clit which made my skin tingle. After just a few moments of this he ran his tongue back the other way, from my clit to my anus. It felt so good I thought I was going to melt. He licked my arse again and then slowly licked along my lips to my clit again.

It felt so good having him alternate between my arse and my clit like this. My juices were flowing freely now and I felt him sucking my opening, drawing my juices out of me, tasting me. He spent longer on my clit this time and got a good rhythm working which was causing the skin all over my body to prickle. I ran one hand through his hair as he licked me.

When I felt him start to move away from my clit I held his head in place. I needed him to keep working on my clit now, before long I would be very close to cumming. I leant forward a little to position my clit closer to his tongue. I felt like I could feel it all over my body as his tongue moved back and forth over my clit. I could feel the juices flowing out of my pussy now.

He began to play with my pussy with one hand as he licked my clit which was almost too much to bear. He slid a single finger into me and somehow he managed to curl it around and rub my g-spot as he licked my clit. I was very close to cumming now and I felt like my pussy must be dripping on him.

I couldn't help but to let out a moan when I felt a finger start to apply pressure to my anus. He pressed the finger harder and harder against me and I felt the tip enter my arse. As he rubbed his other finger back and forth over my g-spot he used the motion to drive his finger further into my arse until I could feel him deep inside me.

It was too much for me and I let out a long moan, almost a howl, as I came. I had to hold on to the head board to keep my balance as I came. He continued to lick my clit while I moaned, when I stopped as my orgasm quietened, he began licking and sucking my opening. I could hear him slurping my cum into his mouth.

Shortly he began to lick my clit again. I was extremely sensitive now, and I told him, "Don't stop, be very gentle, lick very lightly."

The continued stimulation of my clit brought me close to climax again very quickly. I seemed to be very close to cumming again for a long while without being quite able to cum. I reached behind me and took the hand which had fingers in my pussy and arse and started him thrusting into me faster.

That was what I needed. The faster pace on my g-spot and the rapid thrusts into my arse quickly brought me to orgasm again. This time I held his head in place with one hand, and with the other I drove his hand into me. Each time I came I felt a tremor pass through my body that began as a convulsion in my pussy. I could feel juices flowing out of me in a rush, there must have been a river.

After an eternity I couldn't take any more, and I said, "Ohhh, stop sweetie, stop, that was amazing."

He stopped and somehow I managed to climb off him. I lay on the bed beside him, completely sated. I could feel him squirming around and I looked around and saw him putting the second condom on. He put his hands on my hips and drew me toward him. I let him lift my hips into the air and opened my legs for him, giving him access to my pussy and arse.

I felt him move up behind me and I wondered where he would enter me. After such wonderful oral I was willing to let him have me in any way he wanted. I felt his cock press against the opening to my pussy and then thrust into me. I was so wet, so sated, so open that it slid into me easily. He wasted no time working up to a hard fast rhythm. Each time he thrust into me I grunted, I couldn't help it, having that cock driven all the way into me felt like heaven.

It seemed like only moments before he was grunting my name each time he rammed his cock deep inside me and I knew it wouldn't be long before he came again. I wanted to be in control of his orgasm this time as well, but I wasn't sure I had the energy anymore. My lethargy passed as I thought about how I wanted to make him cum.

I looked back at him and said, "I want you to cum on my boobs."




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"Yes," was all he said in reply.

He withdrew from me and I turned around. I removed the condom from his cock and stroked the length of his shaft with my hand a few times. I loved the feel of it in my hand, the hardness, the silky smoothness. He was kneeling, and I sat in front of him, getting as low as I could.

I leant forward and put his cock between my breasts. I pushed them together so they enfolded his cock and I started to move my chest up and down. He quickly realised what was happening and began to thrust into my breasts. He was moaning as he thrust but it was soon apparent that he wasn't going to cum like this, he hadn't been close enough when I began to tit fuck him.

I leant down and took his cock in my mouth again. I began rapidly drawing his cock deep into my mouth, bobbing my face up and down on his cock, and using my hand as well. I could feel his cock growing even harder in my hand as his orgasm approached. When I was sure he was going to cum I withdrew it from my mouth and wrapped his cock in my boobs again.

He began thrusting his cock between my breasts again and when I saw the expression on his face I knew he was about to cum. Suddenly, cum was shooting from his cock again. The first shot hit me under the chin and bounced onto my boob. I moved my breasts away from him, and began stroking his cock with my hand. His second shot was as powerful as the first and landed on my cheek. The next few shots landed on my breasts, one hitting right on my nipple.

I put the head of his cock in my mouth and stroked the length as I drained the remains of his cum into my mouth. He moaned as I licked him, and his cock continued to twitch. He lay down on the bed and I lay back next to him with cum glistening on my breasts, neck and cheek. I lay next to him while his cum dried on me.

When he seemed to be asleep I got off the bed and gathered my clothes. I put my bra in my hand bag and pulled on the rest of my clothes. I could see him watching me dress.

"Are you leaving?" he said.

"Yes, I'm exhausted, you've done me in," I told him.

"Oh darling, I think I've died and gone to heaven, you've killed me," he said, and we both laughed.

"Are you going to wear my cum home?" he asked.

"Yes, the exhibitionist is coming out in me today," I replied.

"I like that," he said. "But to do it properly you really ought to take your panties off."

I looked at him and laughed. Then I reached under my skirt and pulled down my g-string and put it in my bag. "Is that how you like it?" I asked.

"Yes, that's just how I like it," he said.

I stepped to the bed and bent and gave him a kiss goodbye. Then I turned and left. "Goodbye," I said as I walked out the door. I heard him say something as the door was closing behind me but I couldn't make out the words.