0 comments/ 57656 views/ 3 favorites Lisa, Unfulfilled: Clothier John By: frustrated_craig In the days after fucking Felix, the tech support geek, in her office, Lisa watched as he kept chatting up her employees. What was once a free for all of women making fun of a geeky tech guy had changed to a far more mutual interaction. It wasn't that Felix didn't enjoy the ribbing before, it was just more interactive all around now that he had a little more confidence. It seemed that Felix just needed some ego boosting, which turned out to be a good fuck with Lisa, to get himself going. Oddly, the girls, just about all of them, seemed to like the more outgoing Felix even better than the shy Felix. They could still get him to turn red at the drop of a hat, or, more apropos, a small desk item which required someone to bend over to pick it up, exposing their cleavage to Felix. Felix, meanwhile, was paying particular attention to one of the less outgoing women in the department. Lisa was surprised at her responsiveness, but noted that she had, uncharacteristically, joined in on the ribbing before the "new" Felix had been born. She figured the feeling was mutual between them and it was only a matter of time before they put tab A into slot B. Lisa watched in amazement at the change, but also felt a little time pressure. Sure, her having sex with the kid appeared to be the catalyst. The sex was good, despite his less-than-large penis, but he was still really geeky. She had hoped to be able to change that, taking him shopping at some point in the future. It seemed, however, that the future had to be now. After all, she couldn't have one of her girls dating a complete geek! It would ruin the reputation of her entire department. Shortly after lunch one day, Lisa saw Felix chatting up some of the girls, so she decided it was time to intervene. "Felix, I'm having some problems with the glitch you looked at the other day, when you're done flirting with my staff, could you, maybe, stop by and take a look," she said with a knowing glance. Flustered at being 'called out,' Felix said, "Uh, yeah, Lisa, I, um, I'll come over right now." "No rush, you can finish your conversation," she responded, turning her thin Asian frame quickly and walking in to her office with some extra hip thrown in for show. She had a huge grin on her face, as she knew she had completely embarrassed both Felix and several members of her staff. A couple of seconds after she sat down, there was a knock on the door. "Come in Felix," Lisa announced. "I meant it when I said you could finish your conversation. I was just busting your chops with the flirting thing, though that is what you were doing." "Uh, well, I mean, it wasn't," he stammered. "Don't worry," she said, "come in and close the door." After he closed the door, all of the women in the office looked at each other with a bit of concern. They didn't think Lisa would yell at him for flirting with them, but they didn't expect the door to close. They chatted with each other, wondering if their boss was seriously mad or not. Once inside, Lisa got up and told Felix to sit in one of her two guest chairs. She walked around and pulled a chair up next to his. He was nervous, beat red, and didn't know what to expect. Putting a hand on his thigh, Lisa started, "Look, the other night was fun. You're a good fuck." She gently rubbed his crotch and continued, "but you have to get rid of this geek thing." She had intended on just putting a hand on his leg, but, well, she liked the tension of going further. Lisa didn't exactly know why she was feeling him up, but she liked doing it. It made her hot to push the limits. Perhaps it was the cheating on her husband angle or, maybe, the fact that she was reclaiming something that was hers first. He was a good fuck, but not good enough to fight over him-so letting her girls have him was no big deal. No, Lisa, being, as usual, too introspective, figured she just liked the danger of cheating on her husband. "Uh," Felix didn't know what to say while Lisa was rubbing his cock, which was now achingly hard. "Your clothing needs a complete revamp," she said, reaching over and unzipping his pants. "Oh, but you did switch to boxers like a told you to," she noted with some surprise, pulling his stiff cock out the opening and stroking it. She loved seeing him completely flustered and jerking him off in her office during working hours was obviously flustering to him. Not only that, it was extra risky, which made the act even hotter for her. It was like being sexual was a drug and she wanted more of it. "You, um, said to." "Yeah, I did. I'm glad you listened," she said, still jerking his thin prick. "Now we have to do something about the rest of the outfit. Today, after work, we are going to get you a haircut. Then, we'll find some time to shop for a few nice outfits." "Uh, OK," he replied, thinking more about his cock being jerked off than what he was being told. "Do you want to cum?" Lisa asked. "Uh, yeah," he said, with a slightly faltering voice. "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" "Oh God." "Then tell me." "Lisa, I want to cum in your mouth," he stammered out, she could feel his cock getting harder in her hands at the mere mention of her sucking his dick. She smiled, knelt down in front of him and slid her mouth fast over his glans and down his shaft. "Uh, God." After taking his entire cock into her mouth hard and fast several times, causing him to utter the Lord's name a few more times, she started using her hand on his skinny shaft while sucking on the head. Lisa reached down under her skirt and slipped a finger under her panties to play with her clitoris. Based on the noises that Felix was making, she didn't figure she'd have enough time to cum, too, but it was certainly worth the effort to try. It didn't take long before he said, "I'm gonna cum." Lisa pulled her head up and said, "Tell me where" before going right back to work. It wasn't particularly hard work, however, because Felix was on the verge of an orgasm. Lisa, still playing with herself, was close, too, but stopped fingering herself to focus on Felix's incredibly hard cock. "I'm gonna cum in your mouth," he stammered. "Oh God." It really turned her on to hear him say that and know that he was so turned on. That she was bringing him to orgasm. "Yes," he said and then a spasm went through his cock and his first stream of cum shot into Lisa's mouth. She stopped working her hand up and down his svelte shaft and went right in with her mouth, sucking him hard and deep into her oral cavity. He shot about five progressively smaller loads of cum, all of which she swallowed. "Oh God," he said, yet again, as his body relaxed into the chair. Lisa pulled him from her mouth and said, "Did you like that?" "Oh yeah." "Good, now make sure you're ready at five and get the hell out of my office," she said with a smile. Felix chuckled, knowing she was joking, and put his soft tool back in his pants. On the way out, all of the girls looked at his red face and thought she had really let him have it. He slinked out of the department and didn't say anything to anyone, nervous that they might figure out he had just had a killer blow job from their boss. "Why did you do that?" several of the girls asked at once. "Do what?" Lisa asked them, she had watched him leave. "Ream him out. We were just playing," one of the girls said. "I didn't," she responded. "I was giving him pointers on how to get you bitches into the sack. First thing, I'm taking him for a haircut tonight." Everyone in the group was a bit shocked. "You did not tell him how to get us to sleep with him!" one of them finally said. "Maybe, maybe not. But I am going to make sure he has a proper haircut and, after that, clothing. I can't have some geek chatting up the hottest girls in the company. It'll kill our rep." All of the women laughed. Then the shy girl asked, "Are you serious?" "Yes, fraternizing with a total geek will tarnish our reputation as the hottest women in the company." The woman laughed and said, "No, not about that. About the haircut and shopping." "Yeah, tonight I'm taking him to get a haircut. Why, do you like his hair the way it is?" "I wouldn't mind seeing what you could do with it," the girl said, looking down with a smirk. They all knew that Lisa was far more stylish than most, so she would be able to help this kid if anyone could. "Maybe you want to join us?" Lisa asked. "Uh, no, no," the girl stammered out. "Oh, I just thought that..." Lisa stopped short of saying what everyone on the desk knew. "Anyway, I've got some work to take care of." She walked back into the office, sat in her chair and reached her hand up under her dress, quickly fingering herself to an orgasm. "What the hell am I doing?" she asked herself, still basking in the glow of her 'quickie.' She was so hot that reaching an orgasm took virtually no time at all. She had mixed feelings about that, as she never expected cheating on her husband would feel so good. That afternoon, she called her husband and told him she and a friend were going shopping-of course forgetting to mention that the friend was a guy she had sucked off at lunch. Craig, her husband, was OK with that, not that he had much choice, so she said she'd 'make it up to him' when she got home. She had gotten off with another man already, so letting her pathetic lay of a husband fuck her didn't seem too much of a price for her infidelity. Felix showed up a little before five, leading the girls to chat him up about his pending haircut. Everyone was giving options, including the shy girl. He was a little overwhelmed at the attention, but was flattered that all of these hot women were excited to see how the transformation would turn out. It actually made him feel pretty good that Lisa had shared it with them and that they all seemed to care. And it was genuine, too, because he was a nice guy and they did want to see him reach his potential. At five, Lisa opened her door and strutted her little Asian frame out. "Where's my victim?" she asked loudly. "Right here," all the girls said at once, pointing to Felix, who looked around awkwardly and smiled. "Any suggestions before we go?" she asked the team, looking directly at the shy girl. "I think he'd look good with short hair," she said, as all of the other girls looked at her. Felix, turning beat red again, kind of looked at the floor. "Short it is!" Lisa grabbed Felix by the arm, started to walk out of the office, and said loud enough for everyone to hear, "I hope you have lots of credit." The pair took a subway down to the Village for a haircut at Lisa's favorite place. On the way, they talked about the girls, technology, and other mundane things. Lisa noted how nice it was to talk to Felix-he really was a nice guy. Inside the hair place, she told 'her' stylist that Felix's girlfriend wanted it short and cute. And that's what he got. "Nice," Lisa announced afterward, running her hand through it. "I kind of liked being able to grab your mop, but this really does look good. It brings out the strong features of your face. Give Robbie a nice tip." Felix did and they were off again. This time they traveled uptown to Brooks Brothers. When they got inside, she dragged him directly over to the suits. "First we need to get you a couple of nice suits," she told him, as she pulled him through the store. "You have to have something to impress the ladies when you go out on a nice, and expensive, date." Once in the department, an average height salesman of Middle Eastern decent came over and asked, in an English accent, if he could help them. Lisa melted at the sound of his voice, since she loved English accents. The fact that his looks were so exotic made it even better. She looked him up and down, passing quickly over his entire body only to return her gaze to the mound in his pants. She blinked her eyes wide looking at his cock. "Are you looking for anything special?" he asked. Lisa looked up, slightly flushed in the face, and said, "Uh, my friend is looking for a couple of nice suits." Her gaze glanced back down to his groin. She couldn't believe her eyes. This guy was dressed very well, but typically European, so his pants were a little more snug then most American men would wear. The extra tightness made the outline of his massive dick blatantly obvious. It was so thick it actually pressed against the sides of his dress pants. She swallowed. Felix looked down at what Lisa was examining and his eyes bulged, too. He instantly went from feeling like the king of the world to feeling like a little boy playing in a man's world. This guy was bigger soft than he was hard, and Felix knew it. Although Felix was a bit out of sorts, Lisa was getting a little moist just looking at this guy's crotch. She was thinking back to how good it felt to have Rod's big cock inside of her. By the look of it, this guy was probably as big, if not bigger, than Rod. She stole a glance at his left hand, which reveled no wedding ring. He caught the look and the smile on her face at finding no ring, and smiled back at her with a slight nod of his head. "Your friend is thin, so I think we need to look at something that can give him a little more heft," the man said walking ahead of them. "Oh," he said, turning back and offering his hand to Lisa, "my name is John." Lisa took his hand, noting the strength in it, but not matching it, and said, "My name is Lisa. This is Felix. I'm trying to get him set up with one of my coworkers. But right now he's a little too nerdy for his own good." "That's very nice of you," John said with a smile. "I'm sure we can help him look simply dashing without too much effort at all." The trio walked over to a rack of suits and John pulled a couple out. "Let's try these first," he said, beckoning Felix and Lisa to follow him to the dressing room. "We have chairs in the dressing room where you can sit, Lisa." "OK," she said, feeling like a fool for acting like a schoolgirl. The worst part was that every time he turned to talk to them, the first thing she looked at was his cock. She just couldn't take her eyes off of it. She imagined running her fingers gently over the length of it and watching as it slowly grew hard. She wondered how much she could fit in her mouth, let alone if she could get the head of it comfortably past her lips without chaffing him. The size also made her reminisce about the feel of Rod's large cock head pushing her pussy lips wide before slipping over the ridge of his glans. She figured John's dick would feel just as good inside of her. Showing Lisa to a seat in the dressing room, John took Felix to a room slightly out of site. Lisa quickly stood up and slipped her panties off, shoving the moist garment into her bag. She licked her lips lightly, anticipating having some fun. John came back, catching a glimpse of Lisa's thighs before looking her in the eye and saying, "I'm going to get Felix a dress shirt." "That's great," she said to him, with a smile and glance at his huge package. Lisa sat for a moment and thought, "What the hell do I do. I want to play with his huge cock and then have him shove it all inside of me. What the hell is wrong with me? I've cheated on my husband with two men and now I'm practically drooling over the chance to fuck another guy while I'm spending time with one of the guys I've already fucked. Worse, I just gave Felix a blowjob this morning. I don't even know if John's interested in me." Her over analysis was interrupted by John bringing back a couple of shirts. "Can I see?" she asked. "Sure," he said, bringing over the shirts and holding them up. "I have to ask," Lisa started. "You have an amazing accent, but..." "But I don't look British?" "Yeah," Lisa replied, with a sheepish look at the floor. "I was born and raised in Great Britton, but my parents were both from the Middle East. I don't know why, but I picked up the cool British accent and nothing at all of my parent's accents. I guess growing up with foreign parents, I just wanted to fit in." "That's interesting," Lisa said, "I'm second generation American and I can't even talk to my grandparents." She rolled her eyes as if to suggest she was just ditzy. "It's hard to grow up in an all white world when you aren't white," John said. "It's odd, I don't normally talk about this with people." Lisa looked down shyly and slightly bit her lip. Looking up again, she said, "Perhaps I just make you comfortable." John smiled, "Perhaps." "You had better get those shirts in to Felix." "Quite," John said, not taking his eyes off of Lisa. Eventually, he turned and walked the shirts back to Felix's dressing room. "He'll be out in a moment," John announced as he came back in. "Great!" Lisa exclaimed, uncrossing her legs and giving John a quick peek up her skirt. "I don't mean to pry," John started, "but what's between you and Felix?" "Nothing, really," Lisa lied, but only a little bit. Sure there was the sex thing, but that wasn't an ongoing relationship as far as she was concerned and, frankly, it wasn't likely to happen again anyway. "He works in my company and likes one of the women I work with. He's a really sweet kid, but he's such a geek. I can't have my coworker dating a geek." John laughed, "How nice of you to step in and attempt to correct the situation." "Well, I think she likes him and I know he likes her. I think the geek issue is the only thing stopping her from dating him." "So you're the company matchmaker," John joked. "I guess," Lisa rolled her eyes. Then, flipping her hair, she looked at John and said, "So if you grew up in Great Britton, how is that you are in the U.S.?" "My dad got a teaching job at Columbia and we just never went back." "That's kind of neat." "It is and it isn't. I was the outcast again." "Yeah, but that accent must have been a great icebreaker," Lisa said, looking down at his cock thinking, "and your huge dick must have opened a few legs, too." "Yes, I guess it did help." "Oh, it's melting my heart," Lisa said honestly. "Your accent alone could get you to first base." "Really?" he asked with a smirk. "Yeah," she answered, standing up. She walked over to him, put her arms around his shoulders, and kissed him. He kissed back, putting his arms around her waist. The pair pulled apart and said, "Nice," at exactly the same time, causing a brief moment of humor before they went back for another kiss. This one, however, was far more passionate than the first, as John slipped his tongue into Lisa's mouth. As they pulled away, both slightly red in the face, they heard the dressing room curtain swish open. They separated. Lisa looked down at his pants and widened her eyes. His cock was stressing against his pants, showing that the kiss had clearly aroused him. Lisa's arousal was more concealed, but she was keenly aware of how moist she had become. "Felix! You look amazing," Lisa said, looking him over. "That suit is perfect. John, you're a genius." John laughed and said, "I try." "More!" Lisa demanded. "Yes ma'am," John said, walking out of the dressing room. "Felix, you are going to get so much action your penis is gonna be sore," Lisa told him, causing him to blush. "Oh stop it. You're cute and nice and have a cute girl in my office who'll gladly be the first in line." Felix chuckled and asked, "Do you really think so?" "Oh please," she said. "You go in looking like this and she'll ask me if she can blow you in my office." They both laughed at the reference to their earlier activities. "She's right," John said from behind them. "You're thin, but you have a good frame for the right clothing." "He brought more, go go go," she said, taking the clothing from John and handing it to Felix. Lisa, Unfulfilled: Clothier John John and Lisa watched as Felix went back to his dressing room. After hearing the curtain swish shut, Lisa turned and asked, "Where were we?" John looked at her blankly and said, "Uh." She smiled, walked over to him and ran her hands across his chest. He wasn't muscle bound like Rod, but his body was tight and firm. She leaned in and slipped her tongue into his mouth. They moaned together, as he let his hands drop to her tight Asian ass, caressing and gently fondling her. After a few moments of passionate kissing, John pulled back and asked, "Are you always this forward?" Lisa eyed him carefully, and then retorted, "Do you always let women get their way with you like this?" That brought a smile to John's face. The answer was no, he had never let a woman do this. There was something about Lisa, beyond the fact that she was a stunningly beautiful Asian woman. She practically exuded sensuality. The way she looked, the way she acted, everything about her. But somehow he knew it had to be on her terms. She was going to be in charge and if he wanted to be involved with her, that was how it was going to be. Subconsciously, having grown up in a family where the man was "all powerful," he liked being at Lisa's mercy. "I never let women get their way, it's not part of my cultural background to allow such things," he finally said. "I was taught that I am the man and my desires are what matter." Lisa stepped back, looked at him with a dark, almost scornful, expression, and then pushed him up against the wall before aggressively thrusting her tongue into his eager mouth. She pulled away and said, "Well, you had better get used to a strong woman." John smiled, "I believe I might enjoy learning something new." "Oh, if I have my way, we'll both enjoy it," Lisa said, pulling back abruptly at the sound of Felix's dressing room curtain opening. While complimenting Felix on his new look, Lisa's mind was racing. How was she going to fuck this man tonight? She was aching to feel his big dick inside of her, but didn't want to hurt Felix's feelings. She had to find a way to get rid of Felix, but keep John around. There was no easy answer, but she was determined to find a way to fuck John and his meaty cock. Then it dawned on her. She looked at her watch and announced, "God, it's getting late. John, when do you close?" "In about an hour," he responded, with a smile, knowing that in an hour he was going to have a hot Asian chick riding him like a stallion-perhaps even with a saddle and crop. He noted that the strangely exciting part of this fact was that she would be totally in control. "We don't have much time then. John, Felix needs a complete wardrobe and he needs it in an hour. You obviously have great taste, so go man and find him the clothing he needs to get laid. I'll stay here and take care of him." "Yes ma'am," he said, quickly heading back to the store. "Oh, John," she yelled after him. "I don't want to impose, but I don't think Felix and I will be able to carry all of this back to his place alone." "For you, and the sale of a complete wardrobe, I'll be glad to help you carry it." Both smiled, knowing that after they ditched Felix, they would be in coital bliss. The trio stuck around the store until slightly after it closed, as Lisa wanted to pick the best clothing for Felix, even if she was lusting after John's big cock. When they finally wrapped up, and Felix handed over his credit card, he had spent over $4,000 on a new wardrobe, a fact that made him a little queasy. As promised, John helped carry everything back to Felix's tiny little apartment on the Upper East Side. Lisa picked out his outfit for the next day, and told him that she couldn't wait to see him in his new outfit, noting that the girls would love his new look. John agreed wholeheartedly, even when Lisa said Felix was definitely going to get laid. After getting everything set up for the next day, Lisa said she really had to get going. John, hoping to appear like a gentleman and not the horny dog he was, said he would see her to Grand Central. The pair left together. On the way down, Lisa announced, "I'm starving, how about you?" "I could eat," John answered. "Great, let's get some takeout and eat...," she stopped and looked at John. "I live in the village, we can take a cab and eat at my place." "You have no idea how glad I am that you live in the city," Lisa said, rubbing her hand over the bulge in his pants-the first time that she had touched it all night. She had worked very hard to restrain herself from playing with his huge package, but now, free of Felix, she felt she could let go a little. John moaned, as a little shiver ran through his body. "What did you want to eat?" Lisa looked down at the stiffening cock she was rubbing and said, "I changed my mind. Let's skip the food." The two quickly found their way to a main avenue and flagged down a cab. Once John had informed the driver where to go, Lisa instantly had her hand on his thick penis, fondling it through his pants and marveling at its heft. She also had her lips locked onto his. For his part, John had her shirt unbuttoned and bra open in short order so he could play with her perky Asian breast. After pawing at her for a few minutes, he pulled back, looked at her perfectly formed breasts, and said, "God you are stunning." He particularly liked that, because of their location, her nipples pointed just slightly upward. To that comment, Lisa said, "God you have a huge cock," before pushing him back and shoving her tongue back into his mouth. The pair continued to play with each other, while the driver drove and watched in the rear view mirror. Realizing that the two in back weren't paying any attention to him, he stroked his rock hard erection through his pants and took the 'long way' down to the village, which required going east to west a few times, before heading south-the proper direction. After staining his pants with cum, the show in back was that good, he finally brought them to their destination. John looked up at him and asked, "How much?" when they stopped, while Lisa clasped her bra and buttoned her top. That gave the driver one last beautiful view of Lisa's chest. "Nothing, man, just have fun tonight," the driver said in a deep Jamaican accent. Lisa looked up at the driver and said, "Oh, he will." The driver smiled approvingly. "Damn you one hot bitch," he said as he drove away. They got out and walked over to the doorway of his building. He fumbled out his keys and opened the door, letting Lisa enter first. "Third floor, apartment A," he told her, as they hurried up the stairs. He had the keys ready when they arrived. "Don't mind the mess," he said as they walked in. "What mess," Lisa said, shoving the door shut. She pushed his jacket off of his shoulders and literally ripped his dress shirt open, sending buttons flying all over the place. John stood there stunned. He'd never in his life met a woman like this and wasn't sure what to do. Lisa, meanwhile, had pushed his shirt to the floor with his jacket and was pulling his undershirt over his head. She began running her hands over his bare chest, making sighing sounds. She kissed him lightly on the lips before shifting to his neck, shoulders, chest, nipples, and, eventually, stomach. By that point, she was on her knees in front of him. She looked up and smiled at him. Licking her lips, she undid his belt, taking a good look at the bulge in his pants, which was straining hard against the fabric. She took her time, pulling the belt completely off, before moving to the button and zipper. She held his pants up, swallowed, and looked up at him. With a wide grin, she carefully pulled his pants, and his boxers, to the floor, slowly exposing inch after inch of John's huge dick. Lisa's eyes went wide. "You're huge," she said. It was true, too. After what seemed like yards to her, his cock sprang free, leaping at her with great force. Her mouth opened slightly, as she was staring eye to eye with John's massive, incredibly thick, member. She bit her lower lip and lifted one of her hands to hold it. "Fuck, I can't even get my hand around it." John didn't respond, he was enjoying being played with too much. Lisa looked at it from the side, noting that it was shorter than Rod's by at least an inch, but was thicker. She didn't think that was possible! As she looked at it, she thought that it looked almost unreal. Here was this guy, average in every other proportion, and he had what amounted to a tremendous cock. She smiled, lifted it up, and licked the entire length of it from his scrotum to his glans. She licked around the tip of his bulbous cock head. "I've never seen one like this," she said to John, looking up at him. "Bigger than you're used to, huh?" Lisa chuckled, "No, uncircumcised." She knew she had hurt him with that statement, but, based on that comment, his ego needed to be knocked down a step or two. This certainly wasn't going to be an 'I have a huge cock so you will do all the work and like it' situation. She was excited to feel his girth, since he was thicker than anyone she'd ever had before, but she sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that. To make him feel better, she said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not like I see a dick this big every day and I am really looking forward to..." She paused and licked her lips. "It's just, I have been with big men before. I like it," she said. "So size does matter?" He was being cocky again. Lisa rolled her eyes, "Actually, I can get off with a little one just as well, sometimes even better, than a big one. It's all a matter of who's using it and how they use it. Good technique can make up for many shortfalls." "Then why are you here?" Damn he had a big ego, she though to herself, taking a long slow lick of his cock again. When she reached the tip, she pushed her lips softly over the top, straining her jaw to fit the huge head in her mouth. As her lips passed over the ridge of his glans she stopped, noting that he was just too thick to take any further into her mouth-her jaw simply couldn't accommodate it. Pulling his tool out of her mouth, she said, "Do you really want to know why I'm here?" "Yeah, I do." Stoking his thick cock with two hands, intertwining her fingers, she said, "My husband is a wonderful man, but a lousy fuck. His dick is about average, smaller, I guess, but the real problem is he has no idea how to use it or any other part of his body to please me. Now, God has given you this gigantic phallic. Do you know how to use it or are so cocky that you think I should just cum from seeing it?" John just looked at her. She had him dead to rights and he knew it. He was cocky about the size of his penis and he had never once thought about pleasing his partner, always assuming that the size of his cock was enough. He couldn't let her know that, however, so he said, "Well, I guess we'll find out." Lisa stood up while continuing to stroke his thick cock, which did actually make her quite excited-a fact she wouldn't share with him. She leaned in and kissed him until he pushed her away and slowly looked her up and down. "I want to see your beautiful tits again." "You have hands," she told him. John smiled and unbuttoned her shirt, held only by a single button after their antics in the taxi, and pushed her shirt off of her shoulders. John grabbed her by the waist and quickly turned her around, pushing her up against the door. The speed and force of this took Lisa's breath away, and she wasn't sure if she liked that or not. Leaning with her arms on the door, John came up behind and unzipped her skirt. Slowly he pushed it to the floor, exposing her tight Asian ass. She had taken her panties off in the store to give John a show, so that she was now standing with just her bra on. "I thought you wanted to see my tits?" she asked sarcastically. "I do," he said, reaching around her and undoing the clasp between her breasts. He slowly peeled her bra off of her breasts, caressing them as he went. Lisa moaned. Maybe, just maybe, she thought, he did know how to please a woman. John, meanwhile, was making this up as he went. He was used to women from his own culture and even then only women he could completely subjugate. No woman he had ever been with had expressed the expectation of being pleased by him. So Lisa virtually demanding it was far out of bounds, but he kind of liked it. After stripping Lisa naked, he pressed his body up against hers, continuing to caress her. Her breasts, her neck, her stomach, her hips, her legs. He kept running his hands over her and she clearly liked it by the noises she made and the occasional, "Yeah." After a little while of this, Lisa put one of her forearms on the door to stabilize herself so she could free up a hand. Her free hand she put on one of his and directed it to her steaming crotch. John eagerly let her take the lead. "Rub the whole thing with your hand," she told him, to which he responded as directed. "Yeah, that's nice," she said, letting him do this for a little while before telling him, "Kiss me." She leaned her head back and to one side, and opened her mouth for a passionate kiss, with their tongues fighting each other for supremacy. After several minutes of moaning into each other's mouths, Lisa said, "Put a finger inside of me." John complied, causing a deep moan to emanate from Lisa. She was loving the attention he was lavishing on her, but realized that he needed some attention, too. With her free hand, she reached awkwardly behind her back to grab his thick cock and started stoking him. "Oh yeah," was the reply from John. "You like that?" she asked. "Yeah," he squeezed out, causing her to work his cock even harder while his finger started to dart in and out of her vagina in a less regular pattern. "Are you going to cum?" she asked. "Yeah." She pushed back from the door and dropped to her knees in front of him. Resuming the hand job, she forced the massive tip of his cock in and out of her mouth. "Oh shit!" he announced, with his leg muscles tensing. She knew he was about to blow, particularly since his cock had become even thicker and harder in her mouth making it more difficult to get her lips over it. She worked his shaft with both hands and sucked harder on his glans until he let out a loud "Uh" and sent a stream of cum down her throat. She swallowed hard and took the next few loads as his pulsing cock spit them into her waiting mouth. After his orgasm had ended, she slowed her stroking and took his now softening cock from her lips. With a large swallow, she said, "Don't think we're through here just because you came." Breathing heavily, John said, "I didn't think you would allow that." Inside, however, he noted that Lisa was easily the hottest woman he had ever had sex with. It wasn't just her looks, which were killer by any standard, it was her attitude. He had never been with a woman who knew what she wanted and simply expected her desires to be met. Lisa looked past John at his couch, and then walked over and sat on the soft black leather. Spreading her legs and playing with herself she said, "It's your turn to put your mouth to work." She beckoned him with her finger. John walked over, pushed his coffee table out of the way, and knelt between her legs. He licked up the inside of her left thigh before gently kissing her vulva. She liked that. Then he started to quickly dart his tongue over her clit. Lisa rolled her eyes-did all men learn how to eat a woman out from watching porn? Pulling his head away from her vagina by his ears, she said forcefully, "You lick it like an ice cream cone, don't flick at it." John just looked at her and said, "Uh." "Try again." Putting his face back into her crotch, John starting to lap at her pussy just like she wanted. This, of course, made her wonder why Craig, her husband, couldn't figure out what she wanted him to do down there even after being repeatedly told how to do it properly. She pushed this out of her mind, however, and focused on John's tongue licking her from her tight little entrance up to her clitoris. It felt good and she moaned to let him know he was doing it right. "Stick a finger inside of me," she demanded and he quickly complied. Feeling his finger enter her caused her eyes to roll back and her body to tighten. "Oh that's good." He kept at it for a long time before Lisa asked, "Any chance that you're hard again?" John pulled back, continuing to work his finger in and out of her, and stammered, "Uh." "Uh what?" she asked, bringing her head up to look at him. "Uh." "Oh God, stand up," she said exasperated. John stood before her with a semi-hard erection. She took his tool in her hand and started to pump it, causing John to moan lightly. "You like that?" "Yeah." "You like it when I play with your thick cock?" He looked at her, "Yeah." No woman had ever talked to him like this. It was, perhaps, the hottest thing he had ever heard. He'd been told it was big, too big, and that it hurt to have sex with him. But he had never had anyone 'talk dirty' to him about his cock in a sexy way. It just wasn't the way women he'd been with spoke. Lisa could feel his cock responding to both her jerking it and what she was saying. "I can't believe how thick your cock is. I've been with big guys before, but no one as thick as you. You're going to stretch me so wide," she told him, all of which was true. "I can't wait to feel you inside of me. To feel that thick cock stretch me out wider than I've ever been stretched before." She kept going, as she really did want to feel him inside of her, and not just get off orally. "I want you to fuck me with your big cock. I want to feel it in my tight little hole." She did, too, and, strangely, talking this way was making her kind of hot, too. Lisa dipped her free hand into her crotch, playing with her clit both so he could see and so she could enhance her own enjoyment. "Oh God, suck it," he said with some force. Lisa let go of his dick and said, "How do you ask." John was taken aback, as was Lisa at having said such a thing, particularly in the way she said it. "Uh," John stumbled. "Please suck on my dick?" Lisa picked up the hefty tool with both hands and sucked the tip into her mouth until her lips slipped over the crown. As she did this, she couldn't help wonder how she was actually going to handle this thing in her vagina, since it was so difficult to fit in her mouth. Her jaw still ached from the earlier blowjob, too. As he got harder and harder, it got harder and harder to fit his cock in her mouth. She pulled her mouth off and, looking at his cock, said, "Fuck this thing is big." She was shaking her head. "Well, you're hard, so it's time to go to work." "Yes ma'am," he said. "Here?" "Yes," she said, pushing herself back onto the couch and spreading her legs for him. He knelt down in front of her and holding his cock, brought it to her vagina. As he started to press forward, Lisa put her hand on his chest. "Too big?" he asked with a cocky grin. Lisa rolled her eyes at him and said, "No, I want to hold it so you don't go too fast. I want to feel every inch as it squeezes into my tight hole." John just looked at her with his jaw open. That was one of the hottest things he had ever heard. With her hand in place to guide his cock, she said, "Well?" in an attempt to coax him out of his thoughts. He quickly regained his senses and gently pushed himself toward her. Lisa closed her eyes, the very tip started to push into her and quickly thickened, spreading her open. She held him for a moment, opening her eyes long enough to roll them. She was remembering how good it felt to have Rod's big cock in her. At this point, John was spreading her about as far as Rod had, but John's head wasn't even in yet. Lisa, Unfulfilled: Clothier John Licking her lips, she pulled him toward her. He pushed more, causing Lisa to groan out, "Oh God." Slowly his thick cock spread her wider and wider until she crested the crown of his glans. "Shit! You are so fucking thick," she announced in a heavy voice. She started to pull him out, which caused a look of distress to pass over John's face. Lisa was so hot, he couldn't believe she was going to stop now. The hard part was done, he had his thick cock inside of her-at least enough that she knew she could handle the girth. Lisa watched his face, knowing he thought she meant to stop. She chuckled. "We're not stopping, I just want to feel your thick cock fill my hole again." She couldn't believe she was speaking to this man with such force and such filth. John smiled, relieved that they were going to continue, and let her guide his massive wad with more ease. He was turned on and, strangely, relaxed with Lisa. She pulled him inside again, enjoying the sensation of the thickening taper of his cock head. "Again," she moaned, pushing him away and then taking his head back in until her tight pussy slipped over the ridge of his glans. She did this several times, grunting deeply each time her lips crested the widest part. After a few more ultra shallow thrusts, Lisa opened her eyes, rolled them to the back of her head, and said, "Push in further, but do it slow." John pushed slightly, watching as his cock slowly entered her tight pussy. After the slow and shallow thrusting, his dick was covered in a thick layer of her natural lube. He smiled and said, "Yeah." Lisa looked him in the face and asked, "Do you like fucking me?" "Oh yeah." "Tell me." "I like fucking you." "Use my name." "I like fucking you Lisa," he said. She smiled, her husband never said her name-she liked it when the men she cheated on him with did. Inch after inch, he pushed his thick tool into her, slowly moving back and forth, working the thick meat further inside of her. After finally getting his entire length inside, Lisa smiled and started to play with her clit. She actually noted that she was kind of sad that he didn't get as far inside of her as Rod. "If only I could find someone with a tool the girth of a soda can and the length of my forearm, I'd be set," she joked to herself, as she started to finger her clit faster. John started to slowly move his cock in and out of her pussy. "You're so tight," he said heatedly. "You're so big," she responded. "Faster." He started to move in and out of her little hole faster and harder. He loved looking down and seeing Lisa's thick white lubricant streaking over his cock. "Faster," she demanded again. John started to pump his dick in and out of Lisa faster. "Harder," she grunted. He started to land each thrust as hard as he could, making a slapping sound each time. "Oh fuck," Lisa said loudly. "I'm gonna cum. Yes! Yes! Yes!" She went silent, arching her back on the sofa and gritting her teeth hard. She grunted each time John's thick cock landed home with a slap. He could hear her breathing getting heavier and heavier and watched as she pawed at the leather with her hands. "Oh God," she moaned loudly, as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and an orgasm racked her body. Her pussy began to spasm hard on John's thick rod, it was almost too much for him to take. After the tenth intense contraction it was too much and he grunt loudly, announcing, "I'm gonna cum!" "Pull out," Lisa commanded loudly, reaching her hands between her legs waiting to take hold of his thick cock. As he slid out, she grasped his slippery shaft with both hands, madly jerking him as he supported himself on the back of the couch with his arms. She could see his body tensing as he got closer to his orgasm. "Yeah, baby. I want to feel your hot cum all over me," she said. As she completed that sentence John let out a grunt and a spurt of precum shot onto Lisa's belly before his knees went weak and a large, sticky load of his jism hit her breasts. She moaned loudly as it hit, she strangely liked the feeling of his cum hitting her tits. His entire body jerked as he shot several loads onto her, each time accentuating the spasm with a loud grunt. After five or six large wads of his sticky cum landed on her, John fell onto the couch next to Lisa. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily for several minutes before drifting off to sleep. Lisa looked at him and said, "Another one with the cum and snore." She pushed him, but he didn't stir. "Do they teach this in some sort of man school?" "Oh well," she said, picking up a pillow and wiping his jism off of her chest. After getting the largest clumps off, she found his bathroom and completed the cleaning process. She walked back into the living room to find John snuggled up on the couch with the cum-soaked pillow. "Serves him right," she said, getting dressed. She called for a car and was told it would take about a half an hour before she would be picked up, so she raided John's kitchen for dinner. Although the aftermath left a little to be desired, the sex was pretty good and she was tired and hungry. She was till eating when she got the call that her car had arrived and was waiting downstairs. She left the dishes out and headed into the living room. She gently ran her fingers over his thick uncut cock and said, "Too bad you've got such an ego. You've probably disappointed a lot more women than you've satisfied." She noted, as she walked out the door, that she too would have been a dissatisfied customer if she hadn't given him explicit directions. "Such a great gift and no idea how to use it," she said as she closed the door behind her. Walking out of the building, she saw her black Town Car waiting by the curb. As soon as she reached the bottom of the stoop, she looked back to see Rod holding the door for her. She stopped, a large grin across her face, and said, "I was just thinking about you."