0 comments/ 65230 views/ 6 favorites A Private Viewing By: lacorbeau I scanned the newspapers, bored...looking for something. anything...then I spied the ad..."Voyeur wanted for attractive, generous man who enjoys showing off his body. Discretion a must. " I thought...hmm...something I love watching and maybe getting paid to boot. Christmas is coming. I jotted down the number and slipped out of my office to a pay phone and dialed the number. The recording said " If this is in answer to something you've read, write down this number and call" I growled to myself...muttering there's got to be an easier way for a single girl to get her kicks. I dialed the new number and received this message "Hello, you are on your way to yet another number, if interested, please call it and I promise you won't be sorry. " The voice was a man's and sounded pleasant, so I gritted my teeth and dialed the third number. "If you are interested in the ad, please call back promptly at 2:00 pm and I will answer. " I was getting peeved but I glanced at my watch...hmm...Noon...I can wait. I went back to my desk, thinking about the voice I heard and feeling a little naughty. I felt a nice warm sensation between my thighs. Blocking it out, I tried to concentrate on the stack of paper on my desk. Time dragged but soon it was five of 2. I hurried to the payphones and quickly dialed. This time someone picked up. My heart jumped. "Hello?" I whispered. "Hello, whom am I speaking to?" answered a man's voice. "Uh...I'm calling about the ad?" "Oh yes yes, well let's see..." I heard the sound of papers flipping...like a date book. "How does tomorrow sound?" I was taken back, I didn't know what to say... "You can come today if you like..." Ohhh so tempting. I blurted. "Sure! I can do it today" What am I thinking? This guy is a total stranger, he could be some kind of killer, my mind screamed a million things. But my mouth said, "um...ok...so what do I do?" He gave me the name of a hotel not to far from my office and the room number. "What time is good for you?" he asked. "I leave at 5 from work...but I can leave a little earlier" "Good, what do you say to 4 pm?" I heard my voice answer yes. He told me good and that he would see me later, and hung up. I was shaking all over. I cant believe I did that. I walked back to my office, dumbly nodding hi to folks as I made my way to my desk. I felt flushed all over...my nipples were hard, rubbing against my bra. So aroused, over a strangers voice and the idea of what I might see later. As the afternoon progressed, I decided to head to the ladies room and make myself presentable. I was dressed ok, had a meeting to attend earlier in the morning so I was wearing a navy suit, stockings to match, funky navy heels. For some reason I wondered about my underwear, but I knew that was a matching set of pale pink today. Weird to worry about, being this guy was an exhibitionist. Quarter to 4, I took a cab to the hotel and made my way to the lobby and watched the clock. The lobby was packed with the afternoon tea crowd, so I wasn't standing out. 2 minutes to 4, I headed to the bank of elevators and went to the third floor. Looking for Room 324, I found myself shaking all over, dry mouthed, standing in front of the door. I knocked softly. Nothing. Maybe he didn't hear me. I knocked again and heard "Just a second!" The door opened and a very attractive older man was standing in front of me. He smiled and said, "Hello, you can call me Peter. And you are?" "I'd rather not say, but you can call me whatever makes you comfortable. " He nodded ascent. I watched him as he moved, thick premature gray hair, dark eyes, his skin was olive, aquiline nose, a handsome mouth. He was tall and slender and moved with a sureness about himself. "Can I get you anything?" he called over his shoulder as he stood near the bar. "No thanks, I'm fine," thinking to myself, sure slip me a roofie and I'm on the 11 o'clock news. He was wearing an expensive camel colored sweater and coffee colored slacks, no shoes or socks. He turned to me and said "Well, shall I begin?" I didn't know what to do. He sensed my discomfort and said, "Please, if you would sit anywhere you like, I will be using the bed for our ahhh session." He smiled at me showing perfect white teeth. He complimented me on my suit as he removed his sweater and was talking about the cold, as his pants hit the floor, now standing in a pair of briefs. I sat down, always keeping him in view, in an oversized chair. He dimmed the lights behind me and put the lights on near the bed. I thought to myself, he's lighting it like a stage. He turned to look at me and said softly, " This is something I enjoy doing, I like performing. " As though he were confessing. Peter took out some things from a travel bag and set them on the night stand. He laid out a bottle of lube, a fat dildo, and some nipple clamps. I felt my cunt contract in anticipation. He slipped the briefs off with his back to me. His ass was tight, sculpted and as tanned as the rest of him. He blushed as he turned around, letting me see his hard cock. I bit my lip. It was a handsome thing, not too big but nice and thick and already pulsing. He cleared his throat as he sat down on the bed. "I can cum at least 2 to 3 times in a session, being this is the first time I've seen you it might be a quick one first, is that ok?" I thinking, what does he think I do this all the time? I said. "Uh sure, Peter. You know, I've never done anything like this. " He smiled and propped himself against the headboard. "It's ok, he grinned, "you're a virgin. " I blushed and shifted in my seat. Peter started to let his hands roam down his chest. Nicely dusted in gray. He tugged at his nipples, gently at first, then more roughly. I watched as he grimaced. A dampness was spreading in my panties, I itched to reach inside. His cock bobbed and swayed with each tug of his rock hard nips. They were dark now, standing a half inch tall. He seemed lost in his world as his hands moved lower to rub over his balls, lifting them, showing me, drawing up his knees a bit. From my seat, I could see his tight pink asshole, swirled in dark hair. I found myself leaning in, watching intently. Peter's head was thrown back, his mouth moving silently as his fingers moved up the stiff column of his prick. I realized my right hand was between my thighs, as I squeezed them. Feeling my own heat. God I wanted to rub my clit so bad. He grasped his cock and milked it. A slow stream of syrup formed at the slit. Oozing down now. I licked my lips as I watched. He rubbed it over the head, along the shaft. God, he really has a lot of precum, I thought as I shifted again and tugged my stockings down. Peter's fingers were coated with it. He brought them to his mouth and sucked, moaning. Hips arching as his other hand continued milking that darkly beautiful cock. The big vein standing out, the way the skin hardly moved as he pumped. He drew his knees up again and wet his fingers in precum. Sliding down past his heavy balls to his tight anus. He started rubbing it, teasing himself. Peter's breath was coming in hitches. I rocked into my hand, twisting my clit for all it was worth. I didn't want him seeing me so I tried to stay still. Peter started to moan as his hand pumped that slick pole, his finger playing over that tight ass. "Ohhhhgoddddddnowwwwww" Crying out, Peter shot a stream of cum into the air, letting it spatter over his chest. I was shaking, so close to cumming myself. He laid there panting. oblivious to the fact I was there. The air between us was charged. He looked up at me, smiling. "Did you like that?" 'Oh yes, Peter, very much so" He stood up, wiping his chest with a towel. I noticed his cock was still hard. "Well, that was round one" he laughed. "Good for another, if you have time. " "I have time, Peter, um...can I use your bathroom a second?" He grinned, and said, "I do like audience participation, so if you feel like you want to stroke, stroke away. " I sheepishly smiled and ducked into the bathroom. My stockings and panties were soaking wet, I slipped them off and came back out. Peter was having a drink and sitting on the edge of the bed. "If you have any requests, feel free to tell me. " I moved my chair a little closer and sat down. Peter was stiff again, his hand making lazy jerk off motions. I threw one leg over the chair's arm and hiked my skirt. He was back in his world again, moaning softly. He reached over to the stand and put the nipple clamps on his deep red nipples, hissing as he tightened them. I heard myself saying "Make them tighter. " And he did. He resumed stroking his cock to it's full length and girth. He turned his body so I had a full view of his balls, cock and ass. He stroked his hand over his balls again, lifting them. I felt he was teasing me. Again I gave him a request. "I want to see you fuck your tight ass, Peter. " He made no sound then to reach over to the nightstand again and get the dildo and lube. "First, let me see you suck that cock. " He took that heavy rubber prick into his mouth and sucked the head, moaning. My fingers were covered in cunt juices, as I fucked my hot pussy with three fingers. Peter took the dildo in his mouth several inches. I watched in rapt attention as he took it into his throat. I heard myself gasp. He sucked the head teasingly as he withdrew it. Reaching for the lube, he greased the length of it and had a nice dollop on his fingers. Drawing his legs up high, Peter stroked over his anus, slipping the tip of his finger in, groaning. I found myself entranced by him, the ease at which he offered himself to pleasure. He eased his finger in and out...arching with each push. Taking the greased dildo, he rubbed it over his open ass hole, letting it work the tight ring open more. He and I both gasped as he popped the head in. He shuddered and held it there a moment, letting his ass relax more. "I'm going to fuck myself hard for you, "he panted. "Let you see how I can take a dick in nice and deep. " "Yes Peter, show me, show me how greedy that asshole is, fuck it hard for me" I groaned as my fingers slipped past my cunt lips, buried to the knuckle in a hot slit. Peter drew his legs up high, almost bent in half it seemed, as he worked more of the obscenely large dildo into himself. His cock throbbed away laying on his stomach. I watched as he maneuvered to stroke and work the rest of the cock in as deep as he could. He cried out loud as he took it in up to the flared base. Somehow he managed to scoot up on his knees, in front of me, bearing down. I could see the dildo sliding out and then he sat down on it. I was amazed, fucking himself as his slick precum covered hands milked his purple shaft faster. He looked at me as he bounced and began to cry out, "Cum with me, I want to hear you cumming too. " I needed no more urging. I started to ride a strong climax screaming with him. His cum sprayed up into his face, he was leaning over his cock mouth open to catch his load. Less then before but still a good 3 or 4 volleys of semen shot up. I was still cumming as he shuddered hard and leaned forward, shitting the dildo out of him, collapsing on the bed, face down. We said nothing for what seemed forever. He rolled to his back, panting, wiping his brow. Peter rolled to his stomach to look at me. He grinned. "Well? Did you enjoy it?" I merely nodded, smiling, too lost in a sexual high to speak. He stood up and wrapped a robe around himself. "I'll be in town next month, I'll have an ad in the paper again, if you'd like to come by to see me. " He gave me a sheepish grin. "If you have any ideas for me, maybe jot them down and I'll see what I can do. " My mind swirled with ideas. "I want to see you being fucked, Peter, hard by another man. " It was a dare, but I took a shot. To my surprise, he smiled and said "I think that can be arranged for you. " I stood, not knowing what to do next. He handed me an envelope that felt hefty and smiled. "I still don't know your name" he mused as he walked me to the door. I grinned, "You can call me, Liza. " I made my way down stairs, still in a contented cloud, called a cab. Sitting in the back I peeked into the envelope. It was $1000 dollars in 20's. I think I'm going to have a good Christmas. A Private Viewing Last night as I was pulling the curtains, I saw a young female who must have been in her thirties, standing at her window dressed in a flimsy blue nightie which showed off her underwear to perfection. To my dismay the blind went down. I kept my drapery slightly apart in hope that I would be able to get a glimpse of her again. I then went to bed. The next morning, I awoke at five and to my delight she pulled the blind up. She had only her panties and bra on and began doing exercises. I remained watching her stretching and bending. I didn't really have a very clear view for the bare trees lined up outside the building. The idea of binoculars entered my brain; I knew exactly what I was going to be purchasing once the shops opened. She faced the wall and started bending over. Her ass looked really firm and gave compliment to her long slim legs. Daylight was now beginning to break; she turned out her light. Standing at her window, she glanced in my direction. Had she noticed me? It was then she disappeared, I waited for a while but no sign of her! There was half an hour to kill before the post office was exposed to the general public. It looked windy out, so I wrapped up warm before trudging my entry into a busy town centre. As I approached I could see there was a queue a mile long. The more I stood in wait; my frustration seemed to expand. I was new in the area and hadn't found time to investigate the centre properly. When the post-lady handed me over my benefit I rushed out of the building and scrambled my way through the packed street. Shop after shop, I searched for binoculars, even if they had been the child's toy version I would have been happy but still no success. I had decided to call it a day when I passed a camera shop. Pacing across the road I hurried into the premises. My heart beat fantastic when I spotted all sizes of viewing instruments. At first I thought I wouldn't be able to afford them, the price was that great. Then a young assistant came up to me asking how much I wanted to spend; "Between twenty and forty pounds." I replied. "And what do you want them for?" he responded "Oh all sort of things!" I stammered back. "These are the ones for you sir!" he said passing a small pair to me. "How much?" I asked back. "Twenty-five pounds to you sir." He said handing me a boxed set and taking my cash. I left holding them in my hand feeling excited about being able to see her close up. I rushed back to my apartment in anticipation of not only using my lens and of-course seeing her close up. After getting through the front door, I ran up the stairs into the bedroom, ripped open the box and grabbing the binoculars started watching the window opposite. There was no movement and the lights were out. Placing the lens down on the bedside cabinet by the window, I went into the kitchen and got a load of picky food so that I could eat and watch in unison. I was getting bored just looking into an empty room so I went back into the kitchen and made myself a flask of tea in determination that I wasn't going to a miss a thing. Hours went by and the sensation of anger began rising in me. In that instinct I saw her hand creep round the door and turn on the bedroom light. She must have just got home but I didn't notice her arrive, I had not seen her but now knew my wait had ended. I poured myself a cup of tea and turned on the radio. Her wardrobe had been placed near to her double bed. She entered the room holding onto a chair, which she placed up against the window. At first I became thoughtful of what she may be up to, but surely things became obvious when she took hold of the blind. Climbed of the chair and stepping near the entrance, she placed it on the floor. Her ass had my prick throbbing in seconds. All her curves were in the right places. My eyes lit up through the lens when she began to unbutton her blouse. Her tits were being supported by a lacy black bra. For a moment her appearance was briskly over and when she returned, she let her small black skirt fall to her ankles and stepping over the garment she came nearer to the window. My helmet began pressing against my boxers, I couldn't remove the lens for wanting to play with myself. My cock was getting harder, she ran a hand over her flat stomach and into her lace black panties. It was now like a flagpole trying to escape from my trousers. Removing one hand from my new binoculars I unbuckled my belt and unclasp my outer garment. Raising slightly off the bed I tried without losing sight of her to slip off my trousers. When I managed to do so, my cock sprung into the open-air through the slit of my boxer shorts. I began to fondle my stiff member as I continued to watch every movement. She was now pressed against the hard wooden door, legs wide apart and rubbing her cunt inside her little black panties. I didn't want to cum just yet so I squeezed my stem. Standing forward, she unclasps her tight bra freeing her ample tits into the open. I again began rubbing my prick, She began rubbing her breasts, her nipples must have been an inch long. I continued to play with myself but she came to a halt and started running her hands through her long blonde hair. I began to rub faster as her hands slithered down her waist and into her lacy panties. Her cunt was completely shaven! She then got into bed and turned out the light. I lay back on my bed, placing my binoculars on the cabinet and began playing with my semi hard cock visualising the activities of my first viewing. My cock was rock hard again in seconds, I closed my eyes and imagined that my left hand was hers. The movement began slowly at first, every throbbing sensation had me wanting to cum. Each stroke getting faster, my eyes became wide open as I exploded all over my hand and abdomen. I still felt excitement although I knew I would see her no more tonight. My only hope was to get up as early as possible, so I set my alarm for the usual time of six 0' clock. I climbed between the sheets of my single bed and leaving darkness behind, I switched on the light and television, thinking I wouldn't be able to sleep. Well, I must have slept because when I stirred the box was on and my radio alarm clock played Radio one. Without any thought I sat upright on the end of the bed. She wasn't there! I went for a shower, my thoughts were on her. I began to worry somewhat for her safety. Strolling back into the bedroom I picked out my clean garments for the day and tried keeping eye on her abode. I couldn't see her downstairs either. My cock was like the birds, just beginning to stir, I could not help but feel excitement about watching her. I wasn't a nosy kind of person and had never spied on anyone before. I certainly meant no harm. I began thinking about getting on with my own duties, things that had been waiting to get done for some time but the sexy mare came back into her room with a long fluffy white towel wrapped around her. I just had to watch! My duties around the flat were again put on hold! She allowed the towel to drop. I picked up my binoculars and started admiring her every move. The roundness of her firm ass had me getting stiff as she bent down grabbing the towel and rubbing her long slim leg stroke by stroke. She then turned around. Her tits hanging downwards. Standing upright she moved the towel up over her wet, shaven cunt and gently started rubbing her chest and belly. She must have died her hair, as it was now long and black. She began rubbing it aggressively. She disappeared but I continued to watch her window. She came back wearing a pair of tight white panties, her tits were still exposed. She began rubbing her right breast and nipple. Her other hand in unison began rubbing her gusset. This must have been all I was going to see, again she disappeared. This occasion she had me waiting longer than anticipated. I wanted to see more of her loving herself but it became apparent I was to see no more this morning as she returned now wearing a tight pair of blue jeans and a white top which showed her tits off to their fullness. She had a suitcase with her. My heart sank thinking the worst. Was this it for good? She picked up her luggage and left the room. I continued to watch. It was now beginning to get to a point where my day would not seem the same if I didn't see her. She was now standing outside her front door looking up and down the road. I moved back so that she wouldn't see me. Throwing the case into the back of her red mini and shutting the door, she began walking towards my abode. The doorbell rang! I waited for a moment before answering. All sorts of questions were spinning through my mind. I answered the front door. She looked at me smiling. "I know this may sound weird," she winked, holding up the key. "But I need someone to look after my place for the weekend." "Come in." "I won't as I have a long journey ahead of me." She replied moving a bit closer. "Can you do it?" I nodded in agreement. "Thanks darling!" She kissed me on the lips, handing over her key and walking away. I watched her get into her car and start up the engine. She then unwound the window and began to slowly drive away. "I'm Sue by the way." She waved goodbye! I watched her pull away. Excitement and worry filled my mind. I was all keyed up because now I could really begin to understand how she lived but then the worrying side of me began to ask questions. The thoughts had entered my brain on many occasions Did she know I had been spying her? Could it have been that she was pleased with my spying techniques? Whatever the reason, she had chosen me to look after her apartment and now I was responsible to keep her abode safe. I strolled across the road and putting the key into the silver lock I let myself into her home. I entered the lounge, it was massive. It must have been two sizes bigger than my dining room. I began looking around. There was a black leather settee facing a huge television. On the other side of the room was a large oak cabinet. It was in my interest to find out what could be inside but pulling on the handle, I discovered it was locked. As I entered the kitchen, I was soon to learn this woman was after my own heart, she only had an Agar oven, something I had always longed for. My curiosity was getting the better of me, so I started rummaging through her drawers and cupboards. Above the oven she kept her tinned food. It was all neatly stacked. Beans, corn beef, carrots, New Potatoes. There was nothing out of place. Opening the drawers near the sink, I discovered nothing special about her silver cutlery. I opened the cupboard underneath and found all her cleaning materials. Moving away from that I was to find her plates, cups and saucers. All of them were white. It was then I spotted a piece of paper under tins of cat food. It read: When my pussy returns, it will need feeding! For a moment my brain ran away with its thoughts, then all sorts of feelings began riding my spirit. My heart began to pump ten to the dozen, hands were shaking and knees began to knock. I then started to sweat. I began to ask myself if it was the message causing my cock to throb, or the excitement of knowing that I already knew what she looked like without clothes on. As I strolled back into the lounge and made way for the stairs, I knew then what I was going to do! I ran up the stairs hastening into her bedroom. First of I strolled around the room. Straight away I recognised her wardrobe placed by the bedroom door. When I had been watching her through my binoculars, it was that very wardrobe which I first saw, so that became the first thing for me to investigate. As I opened the long doors, my cock got harder by the minute. My eyes were feasting upon the shortest skirts imaginable, sheer lace tops, tight leggings were placed near to her jeans and they were of different colours. I noticed that my prick was now like a tent pole sticking out of my trousers, when I also found a short black leather skirt and top. I took it out of the wardrobe placing it neatly on the bed. I then strolled around to her double chest and opening up the first of eight drawers, my eyes were glaring at stockings, tights and all different coloured suspender belts. On top of the chest, was a picture of her sitting on a beach somewhere in a tight fitting bikini. In the corner of the drawer was a pair of lace black stockings and close to, was a black suspender belt. I placed these items also on the bed! I then closed the drawer opening the second drawer, all scrunched up was loads of different panties. I chucked them onto the floor and rummaged through them. G-strings, French knickers, thongs, every kind you could imagine, she had them. I noticed a skimpy lustrous pair and placed them on the bed too. I then reached down opening the forth drawer. I had finally stumbled upon her bra's. There wasn't a white one to be seen. They were of all different colours. I closed up that drawer and imagined unclasping her bra, freeing her tits, but I preferred easy access to such a paradise. I looked upon what I had placed on the bed, my cock was bursting out of my pants. I switched off the light but not before taking hold of her small panties. I then unzipped my trousers, it was that hard, it fell out of my boxers. I then wrapped the cotton material around my thickness. It felt as if my stem was becoming longer with every stroke, but I knew it couldn't be as my cock was as hard as it could be. The material against my foreskin felt so charming, for a while I stopped masturbating with them and rubbed the gusset over my bell-end. While teasing the eye of my helmet, I sensed the urge to come so shoving her silk panties over helmet and stem. I began rubbing frantically dreaming and wishing that my fullness was deep inside her wet cunt. Streams of spunk jetted into her silky cream panties. I placed them back on the bed close to her black leather skirt, then switching off the light I exited the building. Returning to my abode, my prick still throbbing with excitement. Within my thoughts, I rightfully knew I had been in the wrong for what I had just done but I didn't care. Her place wasn't all that big. As you entered the premises the first room was the lounge and to your right was the staircase. As you walked out of the lounge, you entered the kitchen. It was tidy and there was a cubbyhole you could open up which looked straight into the lounge. Her bedroom looked massive but all rooms were of good size. Still watching out of the window from my lounge, I continued with my duty. Thoughts of what I was going to do with her filled my brain. I strolled into the kitchen and made a cup of tea. On my return back, I noticed her car parked by the house. She was back earlier than I was told. Remaining cool, I switched on the long oblong television in the corner of my room and sat myself down, thinking what joy I had, was now over. Whilst viewing the box, all knowledge of what had been hit me like a tornado. I, for a minute wondered about her reaction. I got out of my chair and went upstairs to the bedroom, where my trusty binoculars were. As I looked through the lens, I couldn't see her. I waited patiently, "That's her car, she must be back." I kept pondering to myself. As I continued to look through the lens, there was a knock at the door. I took the viewing glass away from my eyes and strolled downstairs. "Hi there! So you like this outfit do you?" she licked her lips. My panties are damp too." Her eyes lit up. At first I didn't know what to say, so I pulled her in and shut the door. "You must really want a piece of me." She responded. I stood there not saying a word. Her actions were telling me she didn't care. I had come over all clammy. I couldn't believe how easy all this seemed. "Aren't you bothered about it?" I stammered out "Nope!" she answered calmly. "Now that I've put this on for you, are you going to take me out?" she again licked her lips and smiled. "Yeah sure! Where you want to go?" I asked. "Come with me!" she answered back taking hold of my hand. As we both got halfway up the stairs, she turned grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze. I returned the compliment by grabbing her firm buttocks. She ran into the bedroom, I entered behind. Lying on the bed arms and legs wide apart. "Take me!" she looked up! I fell to my knees and ran my hands inside both of her legs. She lifted her bum slightly of the bed, I raised her skirt, and she really was supporting the panties I had masturbated into, earlier that night. I slowly began rubbing the gusset of her panties with one hand. Her cries of ecstasy began to fill the room. Her panties were becoming damp. The idea of my spunk already mixing with her juices was getting me so excited, my cock lost control. I slipped her panties to one side and began licking her clitoris. I stretched further up the bed enabling me to be able to reach her top and unzip it. Just like I hadn't placed a bra on the bed, She hadn't put one on, Her nipples were standing proud and whilst licking her out, I tweaked and pulled her stiff nipples. The nectar of her come was delightful to my tongue. She threw her legs in the air, my tongue eased its way into her tight wet cunt. My tongue was now rapidly eating her womanhood. She withered further up the bed, my verbal weapon, slipped out from her soaking love-hole. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she cried. I needed no more encouraging. I stood pulling her back down the bed, my cock slipped into her shaven cunt, I began pumping like a madman. She unzipped her small top and began tugging her tits with every thrust of my cock. "I'm coming." I cried. She pulled away, my prick fell out of her wetness. Kneeling up on the bed she began licking my helmet, I watched as she took my cock in her mouth, inch by inch. When I was fully down her throat, I grabbed the back of her cranium, all that could be seen was my pubic hair. My sac was getting heavier with every knock against her chin, until finally she gulped down every last drop. Looking up and grinning at me like the cat that just had the cream. She took hold of both my hands, pulling me onto the bed; I was now on top of her. Her tits gladly pressing against my chest. My prick nudging against her cunt. She rolled over, until she was on top of me. Grabbing my prick, she pulled down the foreskin and eased it into her wet hole. I was in heaven! The woman I had been spying on for days was now fucking me. I placed both hands on her firm breasts, Her gentle action had now become rapid bouncing. I began squeezing her tits, with every thrust deep inside her. I couldn't hold back, raising my ass of the mattress I thrust deeper into her, almost throwing her off the bed. She placed both hands onto my hairy chest. Taking every spurt into her tight wet cunt. She raised herself of my hard thick cock and getting off the bed, she bent down taking off her panties. "Well that's my pussy fed!" she responded. "These are for you." She almost whispered, stretching out her hand. A Private Viewing "What appointments do I have today, boss?" "Well Jenny, you've got a number of viewings for the 2 bed houses in the morning. Pretty much back to back." "Okay...." "But just one in the afternoon at 3." "One? Couldn't you rearrange it and give me the afternoon off?" "No! It's a guy looking at the executive properties. The more remote ones with the nice views. He's come down from Bristol especially." "Okay but he had better be rich or good looking or both." "Well he sounded nice enough... but it's your call on the rest! Have a good day." A dull morning showing families round. Probably one out of five might actually buy, she thought. She ate her lunch on the cliff top, taking her time. It was sunnier now and the day was warm, she slipped on her shades. She went to the house to check it over before the viewing. It seemed fine. She caught sight of herself in the mirror. She turned sideways to see how she looked. Smart jacket, blouse, unbuttoned to just the right level so that a well directed male glance might just get a glimpse of her cleavage. Tight business skirt, black hold up stockings, elegant heels and no panties, of course. She never wore panties to work - it was her little secret, her special turn on, and she loved it. She went back to reception in plenty of time for her 3pm appointment. A BMW convertible pulled up and a man stepped out. Hmm, she thought. Nice car but nicer looking guy. Rich AND handsome. 30s, Italian suit, silk shirt and tie, slim, athletic looking, comfortable in his skin, moved easily. Maybe he's overconfident and a bit arrogant - he can't be that perfect. "Looks like your three o'clock is here. Good luck!" "Okay, see you later. I'll go straight home after that. See you tomorrow." "Mr Thomson? Pleased to meet you. I'm Jenny Jones." "The pleasure is all mine. Call me Andy." "Okay... the house we're viewing is a little more exclusive than our regular properties. More remote, better views, more privacy. We normally have more run of the mill properties but we wanted to try something a little different. We'll drive up there, okay?" "Sure, shall I drive?" 'I'd love that', she said under her breath, but out loud she said "Sure." Mr Thomson held the door open for her and just rested his hand on her back for a second. It sent a tingle down her spine. He wasn't wearing a wedding ring was he? What did that mean anyway? "So are you looking to move here with a family?" "Ah, well my personal circumstances aren't good. I'm looking to move my business here and make a fresh start..." "Oh, okay, good! I mean I'm sorry to hear that... er ... this is a very good investment, an executive style property. I think there's room to run an office from home if that was suitable ... here we are." They went in. The siting of the property was such that it could barely be seen from any direction and had a fabulous view. Once inside Mr Thomson asked: "Do you mind if I take off my jacket? It's very warm today." "Not at all. I'll take off mine too if you don't mind." "I'd be delighted if you did. " They both took of their jackets and sunglasses and looked at each other for a moment. A frozen moment. "Shall I show you a bit more?" "... er ...?" "... of the house." "Of course, of course." "We've furnished it - you can buy it furnished if you like with what we've done or you can choose to buy it completely empty..." "I like it... do show me round." As they went round, she pointed out various features but she felt all the time his gaze on her. Piercing her thin blouse, taking in her lacy bra, noticing her perfume, appreciating her curves. Was he more interested in the house or her? Both she hoped. As they'd gone round the downstairs rooms, there had been a certain amount of unnecessary brushing against each other, more touching on the arm or back or shoulder than was normal. The tension was certainly building like the heat before a thunderstorm. "Shall I take you upstairs now?" "I'd love that..." "... to see the bedrooms..." "...of course..." "Follow me." She could feel his gaze on her buttocks. She sashayed from side to side to make sure she had his undivided attention. There was almost a heat like intensity to his gaze. Did he know she was knickerless? She was sure he knew. She was certainly moist already, and he was close enough to detect her aroma. Did his hand just brush against her? She stopped half way up the stairs, turned round and he practically stuck his nose between her breasts, pretending he hadn't realised she'd stopped. "Are you okay?" he enquired. "I wasn't expecting you to er ... " "I'm not sure why I stopped either...let's go on up..." She showed him round the smaller bedrooms indicating one that might work well as an office, but when they got to the master bedroom she knew this was the moment. If anything was going to happen it was now. Did she want it to happen? Hell yes! Why not? He was fit and good looking and she hadn't had a good seeing to in how long? "So this is the master bedroom. a very fine view, I think you'll agree... " "... oh yes ..." but he wasn't looking out the window. The room was large with an ensuite and a very large double bed with pillows and a duvet and cushions strategically placed on top. "... a very private part of the house, the window not overlooked at all. Why no one would even know you were here. " "No, I guess not. You couldn't really be overheard either could you?" "No one could hear a thing, whatever you did or said." "That could be quite an advantage...." "Was there anything else you'd like to see?" she asked, turning her full gaze upon him with her hands behind her back. she was practically shoving her tits in his face. "I've seen all I want of the house." he smiled. "Does that mean you'd like to go back to the office now?" "Not at all. I was rather hoping that we might stay here for a while... it is a very warm day... " "Mmm it is, I wondered if you wanted to remove your tie?" Without waiting for an answer she slipped off his tie and flung it on the bed. He was entirely passive and compliant, so she ran her hands up and down the silk of his shirt. "Still too hot?" He nodded. "Maybe I should remove the shirt too." He nodded again. She undid a button and kissed his chest where the button had been. then another button and another kiss, and another and another, until he was naked from the waist up. Lovely muscular chest and back; a little chest hair but not too much. "As it's so hot, maybe you'd like to lie down..." He nodded again and lay on the bed. He put his hands above his head, crossed over. Very compliant, she thought. He's trying to tell me something. Maybe he wants to be tied up. Yes that's it! With his silk tie! He was completely submissive, allowing her to tie his wrists together and then tie them to the bed head. He was hers. She had captured her man, and she was going to make the most of this. She had all the time she needed, no one was going to interrupt them. Why she could keep him here for weeks! Oh God! Where to start? Her pussy was on fire for him. Wet and needing something stiff inside... but there was no rush. Let's get him naked and let that cock out into the open air. First his shoes and socks. Then she undid his belt and eased that down past his ankles. There! Perfect! His cock lay invitingly on his abdomen. Stiff - yes. Fat - yes. Size - perfect! A goldilocks cock. Big enough to fill her pussy nicely but not too big for her mouth. Irresistible! She lowered her head and licked along the thick vein, with her hand underneath. She spent a little longer at the tip, playing with it, teasing it with her tongue. He was moaning with pleasure already, and starting to thrash around. It was a good thing he was tied up. She needed him in her mouth now. She wanted to taste his cock; feel it in her mouth. She sucked at the tip. Just the tip to start with. He was moaning more than ever now. She had him just where she wanted him. Now a little deeper in my mouth. God, his cock is lovely. I could suck this for hours if I didn't need to fuck it so much... but I am going to fuck him later once I've got him good and ready. Yes, I'll make him come first. He might last a little longer the second time. "Shall I make you come? " "Please, I'll do anything for you. anything. I need to come so badly. It's been so long. " "Since what? Since you've come? Or since someone sucked your cock?" "Both. I never masturbate, it's sex with someone else or nothing for me." "Oh yeah? You don't think I'm going to believe that do you? You're the only man I've ever met who's said that!" "If you make me come you'll see how much there is. Will that answer your question?" "Okay, we'll see. What am I going to do with you after that?" "Please let me lick you. I've wanted to go down on you since we met at your office." "You dirty little thing. Is that what you've been thinking of all this time? Eating me out? What makes you think I'd want you to do that?" "Firstly you aren't wearing any panties. Secondly I can smell how turned on you are. Thirdly, I've never met a woman who didn't enjoy getting licked." "How did you know about the panties?" "I didn't brush my hand against you by accident. And I was so close to you coming up the stairs." "If you want to eat my pussy you're going to do everything I ask or you'll end up here for a long time." "I love being in your power. I'll do anything for you." "Anything?" "Anything. Your wish is my command." "When you arrived you looked so self confident and assured. arrogant even. And now you're completely passive. " "Outwardly, business-wise, I like to be in charge, absolutely. In the bedroom, I enjoy being completely submissive, some of the time anyway." "I'm going to enjoy this...you will do whatever I command. Firstly, lie back. You are permitted to orgasm, but you must tell me when." She spat on his cock, lubricating it well. Then with both hands she began working it. Using both hands, sometimes together, sometimes independently. One hand on his balls, one on his shaft. Or one on the shaft, one rubbing his glans. Some more spit and another really good rub and he was getting really close. "I'm going to come real soon. Please don't stop now." She really wanted to see him come. To see that lovely come spray his chest. She pumped him harder and harder and there it was. Magnificent spurts of his white come. Spraying his chest and even up to his chin and neck. Again and again he spurted and he just kept gasping "oh, oh, oh" with each spurt. "Well this is another fine mess!" Jenny exclaimed. "What are we going to do with it? I think we need to mop it up. I think something suitable would be ... your silk shirt!" "No, not the shirt, please. " "If you want to eat me out you have to tell me to use the shirt. Otherwise it's no pussy licking for you. Understood?" He gulped. "I guess I've got no choice... please use my £80 silk shirt to mop up my come." "Good boy." She cleaned him thoroughly, until every last drop was on his shirt. the she stood up and ensured she had his gaze. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her lovely pink bra. He murmured appreciatively. Next she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. His eyes ravished her, enjoying her stockings, elegantly held up with lacy trim, and her delightful. curvaceous buttocks. He so wanted them in his hands. But then, oh then, she lifted one leg onto the bed to reveal that most beautiful of sights, the most beautiful of places. She was completely smooth; he wanted so much to touch her. "You want it don't you? You want to touch my lips, stroke them. Oh there's more isn't there? You want to taste them too. They're already wet and glistening aren't they? Have you ever seen a pussy as beautiful as mine? I thought not. You've got one minute to tell me why I should let you lick me. You'd better make it good, or I might just leave you here and drive off in your BMW. Ha ha! That would teach you!" "I'm totally in love with your pussy. Every moment since we met I've been thinking about how much I want to pleasure you with my tongue, how much I want to nibble your labia, how much I want to suck on your clit... " "Okay, okay. I'm convinced. Eat, it's your birthday! Eat me out till I come on your face." The next period of time might have been five minutes might have an hour. The two of them were completely lost in their own world. He licked her lips up and down and managed to nudge them apart with his nose. He turned to one side slightly to nibble on one of her labia, which was so lovely to suck and chew on. Now the other one, too. By now she was getting really turned and and very wet. Her hands went to her breasts, playing with her own nipples. Her pussy was completely open to him. He licked in between her lips. It just got better and better for her. He traced little paths on her pussy wandering as if at random from one sensitive spot to the next. Eventually he decided he wanted to make her come. He'd been compliant for a while but he was gradually turning the tables on her. She was losing control of her feelings. As her pussy got wetter she got closer to orgasm but she knew, too, how much she wanted to get fucked. And hard! She could ride him for a while but she wanted a really good fucking. To get that she was going to have to untie him. What the hell, he'd been pretty good so far. His mouth reached her clit and her moans changed to gasps which changed first to noisy "aaah ooh", then to crying out loudly and finally to screaming obscenities at the top of her voice. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Suck my fucking clit. And don't fucking stop until you've made me fucking come all over your face. You're going to be covered with my pussy juice when I've come. Oh fuck, yes, don't stop fuck, fuck. Aaaaaaaaah, yes! yes! That's it, yes, stop, that's enough, I can't take any more now." She fell off him and lay on her side, unable to do anything more than breathe for several minutes. At last she spoke. "Oh that was good, very good. I'm going to need your cock now. Can I trust you to behave if I undo you?" She thought for a while and then answered her own question. "You know, I don't think I can trust you. So I'm going to stay in control a little longer. I'm going to fuck you, myself. I'm going to use your cock for my pleasure, not yours. So if you want me to ever let you go you'd better stay hard and not come too soon. I need a good hard cock inside me and you look the best candidate for it right now. And you're not really in a position to argue are you? Now lie back and enjoy the ride." He smiled and awaited her attentions. He was going to be used. He had thought she might let him go and he would have her such an unrelenting seeing to that she wouldn't have sat down for a week. And he always lasted much longer the second time. Maybe, though, this was better. She would want him to come. She would want to show him that he couldn't last the pace. We shall see, he thought. She raised herself above and held his cock up, perpendicular to his body. She moved so that she just caught his tip in her pussy lips. This wasn't a time for playing, this was a time for fucking so she slid down onto him, slowly but steadily. Although he was a good size, she took him all. It was tight and filled her beautifully. This was what she'd been imagining since she first saw him at the office. She bounced up and down on him, landing hard on him. Sometimes it made him grunt a little but she didn't care. She shut her eyes and concentrated on fucking him hard and fast. Oh it was so good to have him in there, lovely sensations all over her pussy. And feeling his balls when she was right down on him. She was in her own world and her hands drifted to her nipples again without her realising at first. They were stiff too, sticking right out. That made her, incredibly, even more turned on. And when she slipped one hand between her legs and started tweaking her clit she was already close to coming. All that time at the gym was paying off. She felt so fit and strong. She could fuck him all night and never get tired. But her orgasm was going to happen very soon. She fucked him even harder, forcing her body right down and shouting "Oh, oh, oh!" so loudly that someone surely must have heard. She was making so much noise, that she didn't know or care how he was reacting. And then, oh God that was it, one final rub on her pussy and she came. It felt like a wave washing over her taking her under the water and then finally letting her up for air. She was so overcome that when she realised where she was she had fallen off him and was lying on the bed. "Did you enjoy that?" he enquired politely. "Mmmmmmm." He was still stiff so she could fuck him some more if she wanted. But not quite yet. A little rest and then she'd have another go. But before then.... "My pussy is very wet and juicy. It really needs cleaning up before I fuck you again. What shall I do?" He pretended not to have any ideas. "I'd shrug if I could. I have no idea what you're going to do with that delicious, mouthwatering, beautiful, perfect pussy. If you needed it cleaned up ideally you'd need someone with a wet and willing tongue, and where will you get one of those round here?" "Lick me as fast as you can and don't stop til I tell you." He did exactly as he was told and he absolutely loved it. He licked her gorgeous pussy up and down as fast as he could. She moved against his motion to make the most of his tongue, exaggerating the pleasure, rubbing herself against his chin, his lips and his nose and loving the different sensations. "Suck my clit! I want you to make me come again. I want to come on your face." It was difficult to say who was enjoying this more. He was is pussy-licking heaven and she was approaching yet another orgasm. It was so long since she had come this much but she knew already that another one was close. She had reached a plateau of intensity and once there it was so good. He sucked obediently and willingly on her clit and pussy lips. Sucking nibbling licking chewing rubbing squeezing with his lips, probing with his tongue. She was so receptive to everything he tried that it just wanted to make him try harder for her. Her screams got louder and louder and it was as if the house was reverberating to the noise. Finally she stopped needing any more: "You can stop now, I can't take any more." She keeled over to the side resting her head on his chest. "You've been a good boy and served me well today. I can't decide if I want to keep you here and just keep on fucking you when I feel like it or if I should reward you in some way. Hmmm let me see now ... why don't I untie you? I'll let you use me as your fuck toy. You can fuck me any way you want. So long as it's hard and fast and you really fuck me hard. I mean that I want you to ram that stiff cock in and out of my tight wet pussy. I want you to give me a really good seeing to. Or ... " "Or...? " "Or I could leave you tied up and give you a long slow prolonged treat. I would use my hands, tongue, mouth, lips, and my tits to give you and your cock the time of your life. so it's up to you as to which one. You choose." "Completely my choice?" "Yup." "I want both. I want you to keep me tied up, I want you to sit on my face so I can eat you out again and I want you to lick, suck and play with my cock. I'm sure that's going to be amazing ... and then you'll untie me and I'm going to fuck your brains out in every room in this house. In every single room I'm going to fuck you hard, in a different room, in a different position each time." "I didn't say both, I said one or the other." A Private Viewing "But you like both don't you?" "Maybe ... let's try the first one and see how it goes, shall we?" With that she took hold of his cock with one hand and started stroking his chest with the other. It felt lovely in her hand. Warm and soft and nice to play with. It was firming up rapidly though; it was getting stiff. She changed hands and stroked his balls with her other hand. She juggled the two of them, massaging them gently, while she pulled his foreskin slowly back over the end of his cock. He was loving it, breathing loudly and moaning from time to time. She spat on his cock a couple of times. Not very ladylike, she thought, but very effective. Now her hand slid easily up and down the whole shaft. She spat a little more and used both hands. Her hands were quite small and although not huge his cock was big enough to have one of her hands above the other on his shaft. She played with him for ages working with both her hands. sometimes they moved together like a nice wet pussy tunnel. Other times her hands moved in opposite directions alternately stretching and compressing him. And other times she used a twisting style rotating her hands in the same or opposite directions. He loved every bit of it. It was turning her on too. She could feel her pussy getting wetter. She needed some attention there, and she was also developing a yearning to taste his cock again. She wanted to taste him in her mouth and on her tongue: it was time for a change of position. She moved herself round and swung her leg over his head and moved her pussy slowly down onto his face. "Lick me. Lick me slowly, but I want your tongue touching me the whole time." "Mmmph" he replied, with his face millimetres from her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and made an exploratory journey along the contours of her pussy lips. Up one side and back the other. Another slow circuit. It made her shiver with pleasure and she forgot about her desire for his cock. He was enjoying himself so much that he really didn't care for now. He kept in contact as she'd asked but pushed a little harder between her lips. He wanted that pink smoothness on his tongue. she wanted to feel it too and she reached back to help him. She spread her pussy lips for him. He gave a groan of pleasurable anticipation and she pushed herself even closer to his face. His tongue was right on the spot straight away. The tip of his tongue was just perfect for exploring every little untouched part if her. He gave her pleasures she didn't know she could get, and it was meant to be her pleasuring him. "Just kiss me there. Don't lick me for a little while", she instructed. That gave her a chance to get to grips with that cock. She held it delicately between thumb and forefinger and licked his tip. Mmm delicious! She licked him some more as if he was the best ice cream she'd ever had. She pulled him a little closer and licked on the very tip with the underside of her tongue. Then closer still so that she was licking behind the tip too. She painted the whole of the tip with her saliva. if it looked a bit dry she painted some more. She pulled back to admire it. She loved the way it glistened. She loved, too, the way his kisses made her pussy tingle. Was he going to be up to fucking her again? He sounded pretty confident about it but she was going to need some more cock inside her soon so she hoped he was right. Now was when his treat got even better. She was going to give him a really good sucking. She used her thumb and first finger around the base and let her lips slide down the shaft. She went down until his cock touched the back of her throat and slid her lips slowly back up again. Then down again but a little faster. On the way up she sucked really hard, almost pulling his foreskin up as she went. A swift bob down and another long slow suck up again. She got faster and faster with her sucking. She enjoyed having him in her mouth but she knew he was enjoying it even more. She was going to take him close but she wasn't going to let him come just yet. She could hear him getting louder and his voice going higher as he got closer and more excited but she timed it perfectly when she stopped. "No, please don't stop, I'm so close. It's so good, I need it so much." "You want to come, do you?" "Mmm, so much, yes." She got off him and went round to sit between his legs. She lent over and squashed his cock between her large shapely breasts. "I'm going to fuck you with my nice big titties and you're going to come all over them." "Oh God yes, please." His cock was already wet from her saliva and it slid easily between her breasts. She moved slowly at first but then got a little faster, and she held them close together to keep the pressure on his cock. Sometimes the tip popped out the top and she would give it a quick kiss or lick. Very quickly he was back to the same level of arousal as he had been when in her mouth. Not long now she thought, keeping up the speed. She was right, too, and with a sustained, drawn out moan, he spurted onto her breasts and nipples. "Oh that was so so so good, thank you. You were amazing." "Thank you! You were, er, delicious." "So were you." "What about the second part of your treat? Do you still want that?" "I do, but give me a minute. Then I'd love to. If you untie me I'll turn into a wild animal, are you sure you can handle me?" "I can certainly manage at the moment - you're not going to do anyone any damage with that thing", she laughed pointing at his limp cock, "but ... if you want me to let you go then you're going to have to pay one last forfeit." "Anything!" "My tits are covered in your come. Lick them clean and I'll let you go." "I'd love to. Just bring them over here." She sat on his tummy and put a hand either side of his head. She lowered her beautiful breasts onto his face and swung them from side to side. He was back in heaven. He had noticed her large, fleshy tits the moment he saw her. Of course he'd fantasised about her pussy first. He loved doing that more than anything but her nice big titties were so lovely and licking his own come off them wasn't so bad if he got untied and then fucked her. She stopped swinging them and held her left breast for him to suckle. He happily licked it clean. Then the other teat. He sucked off his white sticky come and then took her erect nipple into his mouth. It was perfect. It fitted his mouth so nicely. He held it gently between his teeth and flicked the tip with his tongue. He ran the underside if his tongue right around and back again. It was delicious. He couldn't get enough of it. Intuitively they both knew it was time to swap over. The other nipple needed his mouth too. She untied his hands. She knew that once he'd sucked her nipples there was nothing in the world she would want more than his cock. His perfect, rock hard, fuckable cock. Now that his hands were free he sucked one nipple and used his thumb and finger to play with the other. She was getting so turned on now. God she was feeling so horny again. Had she ever had such a good time? It was turning into the fuck of her life. Suddenly it got even better. He wriggled his hand between her legs so that he could play with her pussy at the same time. She was getting such unbelievable pleasure from both hands and he still managed to tease her other nipple with his teeth while licking it too. It was amazing. Oh God she was going to come again! It was too much for her. The way he played with her clit, the way he teased her between his fingers and managed to use another finger to rub her between her pussy lips. Her gasps were uncontrollable now and they got closer and closer until her orgasm burst out. It was so good! So fantastic and unexpected too. She needed his cock in her and she wanted it now. She was pleased she'd let him go and she didn't care what he did to her so long as it involved his stiff cock and her wet pussy. "You've untied me now. Let the beast out of the cage. Are you going to regret it? You know I'm going to fuck your brains out. I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop." "I've never yet begged anyone to stop, and I'm not expecting to start today. You men are all talk ... let's see if your promises match up. You said you'd fuck me in each room in a different position. It's a four bed house with two bathrooms, a lounge, a kitchen and a dining room. I'll let you off the downstairs loo and garage, but that's a lot of fucking big boy." "Are you saying I'm not up to it? We'll see who gives up first. Now give me one quick suck to make sure I'm hard and get ready for the ride of your life." She did as she was told. On her knees she licked his shaft and balls and then gave him one long very slow suck. She stood up, put her arms round his neck, looked him in the eye and said: "Fuck me. Fuck my brains out. Fuck me harder than I've ever been fucked before." This close together she could feel his cock against her tummy. He could feel it too. He moved her over to the wall, lifted her left leg and wrapped it round his back and pushed his cock into her. What a beautiful sensation! She could really feel him inside her, his cock sliding easily in and out of her, making her tingle. He put his arms round her waist and lifted her up, her weight supported by his arms and he didn't slow down for an instant. Oh God it was so good! He seemed to be fucking her higher and higher up the wall. If this was having her brains fucked out then bring it on! "Time for a change of scene" he said, lowering her gently to the floor. He carried her through to another room, set her down on the bed on her side. He had one leg on the floor and the other between hers. He swiftly entered her and resumed a furious fucking pace. He seemed to have only two speeds "stop" and "very fast" and already he was back to very fast. He seemed to be unquenchable, untiring in his lust for her, fucking her relentlessly, with one of her legs underneath him and the other on his shoulder. She was completely lost in it when he stopped and led her by the hand into another room. It was set up as a child's bedroom with a low bed. He pushed her down onto her back, no niceties now, and knelt by the bed. Somehow he was back inside her again, her ankles on his shoulders, and she could feel that piston pumping action as he fucked her hard again, again, again. Suddenly she knew, she realised with a shudder of pleasure, that he could keep fucking her for a long time. He'd come twice already and this one really was for real. Could she handle it? Oh her pussy was going to be sore tomorrow, but after her boasts she couldn't just tell him to stop. They were only in the third bedroom! He was untiring now, rocking back and forth, filling her up so nicely, she didn't ever want it to stop, but he did. He wanted a change and pulled out. "Come on! I need to fuck you from behind, now!" He dragged her off the bed and almost ran into the final bedroom. "Kneel on the edge of the bed. show me that lovely arse. Are you ready? You wanted the fucking of your life. Well this is it. The best bit of all. Push back onto me as hard as you can and don't you dare tell me to stop!" He held her hips firmly and slid into her. This was certainly one of his favourites. To stand behind a gorgeous woman, her buttocks banging against his thighs and his cock buried deep in her tight, wet pussy. What could be better? He banged her hard for a while, smiling to himself. She thinks this is it, top speed already, but here we go with that little bit extra. He took her by surprise, and to her amazement fucked her even harder. "Oh fuck, that's fucking unbelievable. Oh fuck it's too much. I can't take any more." "Are you begging me to stop?" he teased, between his heavy panting. "No, don't stop. I want you to fuck me more ... I was just a little surprised... fuck me! Come on, fuck me some more. Unless you're too tired?" He answered her by action not words. He grabbed her hips and slammed back in harder than ever. "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" she gasped. "Harder, harder, fuck me harder! I need more than this." She was goading him now but he didn't mind. He liked it. He gave her a few more deep, hard thrusts and pulled out. She was obviously disappointed but he led her downstairs for some table top fucking. He lifted her onto the kitchen table and she willingly wrapped her arms and legs around him. She was pulling him in and he was quickly back to fucking her again. It was very intimate and close and she could feel the heat from his body. His powerful legs were thrusting his cock deep inside her, pleasuring every part of her pussy. Inside he stretched her and his cock-head rubbed up and down the inside of her pussy. Outside his thrusts forced his abdomen against her clit giving her a really enjoyable massaging. She could even feel his balls swinging against her. She was definitely enjoying, as he'd promised, the fucking of her life. She clung to him as if holding on would keep him inside her forever. He was a little too strong though and broke her grasp, wanting to change rooms again. They went through to the dining room and again he lifted her onto the table but this time he tipped her up to have her legs on his shoulders. At first he held her ankles and eased himself back inside her pussy. But after a few trial thrusts he moved his hands to her thighs and pulled her closer to him. This was his absolute favourite. He adored fucking her like this, ramming into her sweet pussy as hard as his muscular legs would let him, using her thighs to grip and pull her onto him. She was enjoying this so so much. She was so far beyond having a quick shag, this was just continuous, unmeasurable pleasure. Her pussy was taking such a pounding that she'd never be able to ride a bicycle again, or a horse, she laughed to herself. She could hear the tone of his voice changing, getting higher. He was going to come soon. Finally! She couldn't take too much more but she wasn't going to let him know. She was going to talk dirty to him until he came. "Fuck me harder. Harder! I want that cock. Can't you fuck me any harder? Faster, faster, give it to me now. I want it now, more cock! More! I'm not begging for mercy am I? Come for me. I want you to come now. Spurt that come in me. I know you've got one left. Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy! Give it to me, fuck my pussy harder! That's it. You're there now. Come for me. Yes! " He did just that, with a final gasp of pleasure he collapsed on top of her. They lay there for a little while, and she could feel the heat and glow of his body against her. Shall I tell him he hasn't fucked me in the lounge yet? That wouldn't be fair, would it ... I'll leave that one til later. "Are we ever going to do that again?" he enquired as they got dressed. "And was that the best sex you've ever had?" "Not bad ... top ten certainly. Maybe we can meet up again and you can see if you can make it to the top five", she teased. "Why don't you come down next weekend and I'll find another house to show you round."