0 comments/ 44264 views/ 1 favorites San Francisco By: Higgy We sit at the bar. The meal was filling. Relaxing, we order our drinks. "I do like that dress" I say to you as I look down to see an expanse of thigh on view to me and to others in the bar. I also like the way it shows off the top of your boobs too, like the way it just covers your hard nipples. Drinks, maybe too many, have been consumed and we are laughing, giggling. Nothing in particular makes us laugh, we are just happy, a happy couple. I place my hand upon your thigh, hitch the dress slightly higher. I like your legs to be on show, I like the dark skin, shiny dark skin, matches your long black hair so well. We decide it is time to move to another bar, you know one just a couple of blocks away. We pay the bill and leave. The warm night air. I take you hand in mine as we walk along the empty sidewalk to the bar you know. The clicking of your high heels on the sidewalk is the only noise we hear, apart from our incessant laughing. I stop, bring you close to me. Our lips meet, our tongues dart and dance. My hand cups your breasts, my fingers can feel your hard nipples under the material. I move you to the building wall. My cock is hard. I want you now…I want to force my cock inside your pussy. I raise the dress above your hips. Move the panties to one side, baring your shaved pussy. You spread your legs, your fingers undo the zip to my trousers, your hand delves inside and grasps my erection. I sigh as you take it out. I turn you to face the wall, spread eagle, thighs apart. Your pussy is wet, warm and receptive to my cock as I slide inside you. A car goes by, we don't care. Our bodies move in unison in the throes of sexual activity. It is quick, defined, furious. I feel you tense, I know you are about to come, I want you to come all over my cock. I want you to taste your come on my cock. I love my cock in your mouth. You come, I pull out. Grab your hair and pull your face down to my wet glistening cock, wet from your juices. You know what I want. You take me inside, lick, suck and clean your juices. You like the taste. Your hand cups my balls, gently squeezing, you suck heavily. I hold your head, I want to finish in your mouth. I explode, deep inside your mouth. You swallow, not spilling a drop of my seed. We kiss and smile. Walking hand in hand, our sexual desire abated for a while longer. We know there will be more, we both want more. The bar is dimly lit, busy, cosy. The bartender serves our drinks as we find a spare table. You cross your legs. You whisper that you are being looked at by the loner at the bar. I look in his direction. He is looking at you. I tell you to uncross your legs again, slowly, let him see, let him look. I feel my cock growing yet again, so soon. You do, he looks. More drinks ordered. You are feeling excited at the thought of him looking at your legs. You tell me this. I smile. I tell you to hitch the dress slightly higher. You look at me and smile. You are enjoying the thought of his eyes upon your legs as you indeed do hitch the dress higher, baring your thighs. You uncross your legs again, slowly re crossing them. You know that he can see your white panties. I whisper. You smile. You return from the ladies toilets and you show me your panties in your purse. You have taken them off and adjusted the top to your dress to expose a little more of your boobs. I can just see your nipples. I wonder if he can? He looks at you. You cross your legs again, the dress is high, covering virtually nothing. We are both horny and excited. I can see your taut nipples, can he? Can he see your shaven pussy yet I wonder to myself? I go to the bar, order another round of drinks. He says something to me, complimentary things about you. I look over. You smile. I return that smile. I can see your legs, such nice legs. You uncross them. I cannot see your pussy, the light is too dim. He and I chat whilst the drinks are being poured. He is a stranger to Frisco. He recognises me as being English. I invite him to join us in a drink. He accepts and joins us at the table. We introduce ourselves and he smiles at you. He too, like me, can see your nipples. Do you want him to see them I wonder? I hope so. We drink and laugh. The air is getting charged, the sexual tension is growing. This is highlighted as you uncross your legs. The dress is high upon your thighs. I am sure that he can see your nakedness underneath, I can, but I know you are naked don't I? You lean forward, the dress opens. We both look down the front. I can see, he can see, your breasts. We talk, we laugh. I notice your eyes fall to his crotch. I look to, yes, he is hard. I can see the bulge within his jeans, so can you. Do you want his cock I think? Would you like his cock? Do you want both our cocks? The thoughts race in my fertile mind. It is getting late, we have a final drink before the bartender closes. He, your onlooker, is staying in the Motel across the street. He has a full refrigerator full of drink he says as we bemoan the fact that the bar is closing. I look at you, you smile. I return that smile. We follow him, hand in hand. The Motel room is large and comfortable. He opens the fridge, extracts three bottles of beer. We take one each and sit upon the king size bed. Your dress is high yet again, I like it like that. The tv is flicked on for background sounds, the channels whipped through, looking for music. We talk and laugh some more. You look at his lower body again. Is he still hard I wonder? I cannot make it out, so maybe not. Do you want him hard I think? He excuses himself. We look at each other. I want to kiss you. I lean forward, out lips meet as do our tongues. I cup your breasts, squeeze your nipples, they are hard. We are still kissing as he returns to the room. We continue kissing, we know he is there, we don't care. He turns the channels. I hear a moaning. You hear it too. We stop. Do you mind he asks as he has found a channel with porn. I look at you, you smile. We don't I say to him. We all look at the screen. We sit upon the bed, you, for some reason, have found yourself in the middle. I am sure that you don't mind that. We look at the screen. You gasp as you see the sight of a large cock, hard and plunging inside a pussy. You drain your bottle. He gets you another. Your legs are slightly raised. I know that he can now see you. You want him to see you. He sets down next to you again. My cock is hard, I am sure his is too. I am sure you are wet. You straighten your legs, the dress has remained oh so high upon your thighs. It barely covers you. My hand is on your thigh. You look and smile. I kiss your cheek and smile back as my fingers trace up and down your legs. Your eyes are set upon the scene, the cock now in her mouth. I hear you omit a gentle sigh as my fingers go slightly higher. As if we were alone, you part your legs, allow me free access to your trimmed pussy. Not a care in the world, I raise the dress. He looks on as your trimmed pussy comes into view. He watches as your fingers stroke your nipples under the material of the dress. You are horny. We are all horny. I am hard, so is he, I can see that now. You part your legs wider, the dress now above your hips. My fingers touch you, slip inside you. He is looking on, squeezing his cock beneath his jeans. You see his hand upon his cock. I take the bottle from you, your hands are now free to play. Play you do, two cocks are felt by your hands. Two zips undone by your fingers, tow cocks now in your hands. I remove your dress, you lay there naked, free and sexy. I kiss you as you squeeze both cocks in your hands. You look at me, your eyes sparkle. I answer the unasked question. You move, your hair falls upon his now naked thighs. Your mouth opens, you take him inside. You lick and suck every inch as you feel my cock parting your pussy lips. This is your first threesome. You have had dreams of this, this is real. You swallow his whole length, enjoying the taste of his cock as I continue to fuck you from behind. Your hands and mouth moves faster on his shaft, you want to make him come, you want to taste him. He doesn't last long, he empties his balls into your throat, you swallow, fast and hard, draining every last drop. You thrust you body back onto mine, forcing my cock deep inside you. He moves, opens your thighs. His tongue flicks your clitoris as my cock sinks in and out. You moan. I want to come in your mouth too. I pull out, you lay upon your back, his tongue, probing, licking every inch of your pussy. I part your red lips, you take me inside your mouth and suck heavily as you moan. Enjoying his tongue on your pussy. You come…..and hard… you squeal in pleasure, in ecstasy. I come too, you swallow. We rest, drink coffee, regain strength for the next session that will surely follow. San Francisco Adventure: A Sequel Lucia's mind raced over the details that had been discussed with Rich the previous day. Unbeknownst to her, the people she had performed her miraculous blowjob in front of had been film producers, of the pornographic variety. Based on her performance, they were prepared to make her a 10 picture deal, paying $5000 per picture, and Rich had added, with a smile, "Your net amount, before taxes, is $4500, because, as your agent, my cut is 10%. I hope you don't mind." "A little monetary reward is always fine, but helping make you a star will be the second best reward for me." Rich explained. "O.K.," Lucia had asked, "If making me a star isn't number one and the money is number three, then what is number one?" "Well", Rich had replied sheepishly, "I just LOVE to watch you suck cock, because nobody gets into it the way you do " Lucia blushed again at the memory of his compliment, and recalled how speechless she had been upon receiving the compliment at the time. Just the thought that her abilities could motivate Rich to such acts of generosity shocked her, as well as aroused her. Here was a man who clearly truly both enjoyed and appreciated her talents, despite having never even sampled them himself That would have to change over the next few days, Lucia vowed. With Rich planning to pick her up to head out to Lake Tahoe the next morning, Lucia spent her evening plotting just how and when she would drop to her knees and service him. She wanted to catch him off-guard as much as possible, at a time and place where he would least expect her to lunge for his member. The moment they had on the beach days before, when both were clearly in the same frame of mind, was not her goal. She wanted to use shock and awe tactics to make the blowjob she gave Rich he most memorable of his life. She toyed with several ideas. First she thought she might convince him to go out for a fancy lunch, somewhere with a nice long tablecloth, that would hide her as she slipped under the table to kneel between his legs, sucking and stroking him until he came in her mouth. She would then crawl back to her seat, a smug grin on her face, and leaning over her meal, let the semen slide from her lips to give added flavour to the food, all while looking Rich in the eye. The idea was eventually discarded, when she realized that he would not be able to watch her at work in that position, thus not leaving him with the sight of her sucking his cock burned in his mind's eye forever. Her second idea was to arrive at his hotel and suck his cock the moment she stepped through the door, assaulting him like a mugger bent on emptying the contents of his 'meat wallet' rather than the one in his pocket. Again though, Lucia thought he might actually expect that, and not be caught completely off guard. And then it struck her. The perfect plan to give him both the blowjob of his life, and the surprise of a lifetime. Lucia met Rich downstairs in the hotel, and watched as he paid her bill as she checked out. The thought of his generosity got her motor running, and she nearly drooled at the thought of slathering his cock in the near future. Taking his hand, Lucia led Rich out the main door, smiling back over he shoulder at him, meeting his eyes before turning back to let them drift up and down her hourglass form, barely encased in her skin tight dress. She swayed her hips as she pushed through the door, sashaying out into the street, leaving Rich to nod sheepishly to the doorman as he followed in her wake. They stopped short at the curb, and Rich motioned to hail a cab. With a sudden start, he became away of Lucia's hands on his fly, and looked down to see her planted firmly on her knees before him, looking up with the widest grin he had ever seen. Looking left and right, and realizing just how exposed they both were, Rich nervously began to mutter about restraint, and glanced warily at the doorman. The doorman stared back in awe as Lucia unzipped, unbuttoned and unleashed Rich's cock in one deft move, leaving his pants around his ankles. Rich shuddered as he looked down into her eyes, meeting them as she darted her lips forward to plant a wet kiss on the head of his cock. A quick swirl of her tongue, and without notice Lucia jutted her head forward, taking 3/4 of his girth down in one fell swoop. Rich gasped as she pushed deeper, gagging slightly as he head forced its way into her throat. Rich spared a glance away from her to survey his surroundings, seeing the doorman, among other onlookers, gawking at the show Lucia had suddenly decided to put on. Drawn as if by some magnetism, Rich found himself forgetting about the rest of the world as Lucia began to pulsate her throat around his cock head, bobbing her head up and down slightly while keeping his cock firmly jammed in her throat. Rich felt as if his entire world was spinning as Lucia began to draw back further with each thrust, now fucking the entire length of his cock with her mouth and throat, her lips alternately pressing against his pelvis and just touching the end of his cock. He stared, jaw dropped, as she slurped and slobbered, leaving a trail of saliva that leaked off his balls, and onto the sidewalk. Rich moaned with pleasure, and closed his eyes momentarily, unable to bear the sight and feel of Lucia's sexy assault on his senses. Through sheer force of will, Rich opened his eyes once more, and witnessed Lucia sucking cock in all her glory. Now using her hand and mouth in unison, Lucia began to work in earnest, using her entire arsenal of tricks to bring Rich quickly to orgasm. She licked as she sucked, bobbed and stroked, juggled his balls and flickered her tongue round his head. She was poetry in motion, a work of art, and he found himself mesmerized as he felt the pressure building in his loins. Lucia moaned as she felt him twitch, redoubling her efforts and locking her eyes on his, burning her image into his soul. With an explosion groan, Rich began to unload a torrent of semen into Lucia's mouth. She swallowed and maintained eye contact the entire time, pausing only when her mouth was so full she needed to close her lips to force his cum down. Rich felt his entire body begin to weaken and give out as he orgasm subsided, as he went from blasting to spurting to leaking cum into Lucia's hungry mouth. Lucia moaned with joy and closed her eyes, savouring the last mouthful of his manly load. With a toss of her hair, she stood, bringing Rich's pants up with her, meeting his eye as she did them back up, planting a kiss lightly on his lips. Rich nearly fell over from the light brush of her lips, and was shocked and relieved to see a cab pull up right beside them. Rich nervously and pointedly avoided making eye contact with what he imagined must be hundreds of observers as he clambered into the cab. Lucia unabashedly hopped in after him, plunking down contentedly beside him and resting her head on his shoulder. Smiling up at him as the cab pulled away, Lucia commented: "I bet you'll never forget THAT " Rich, unable to muster even a feeble response, merely groaned and sagged into her contentedly, sighing as he reached out to absentmindedly play with one of her tits. Smiling back at her, Rich just wondered what the rest of the trip to Lake Tahoe would bring...