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Stairwell

By: naughtymaria



True to his word, Tom took Maria's ass the next time they met.

Maria had a two hour layover in DC on her way home from another IT convention in Arizona. The whole flight she had been sending Tom dirty texts over the plane's wifi service. 

"Just got done with convention. Missed you! LOL!"

"Did you hook up?"

"No...sigh...but I DO have a layover in DC!"

"Nice! Still thinking about your mouth and pussy."

"That's so hot, still thinking about your BIG COCK!"

"My BIG COCK still wants to taste your BIG ROUND ASS!"

"Ooooo, you gonna stretch my little hole?"

"YES!"

She squirmed in her seat, flushed and wet with anticipation. By the time she landed, she had soaked her panties through. She wondered if the other passengers could smell her pussy underneath the thin material of her black dress pants.

As soon as the cabin door opened she headed straight for the front of the terminal and jumped on the Metro to Tom's office building. There was not a lot of time. The two made some last minute arrangements via text.

"Where is that hot Latin ass?"

"On the subway. What floor are you on?"

"Can't meet in my office, have to use stairwell."

"Seriously? You are sooooo bad!"

Maria walked in past the security guard and entered the stairwell just as her phone beeped again. 

"Go downstairs," the message read. 

Maria headed downstairs, past the two parking levels. The clicking of her heels was the only sound she could hear in the stairwell. Finally she was at the basement level where the stairs ended at a locked door. Tom was waiting for her beneath the final landing. He left his jacket in the office and was dressed in an oxford, tie and dress pants. His cock was already bulging against the thin fabric. 

Without a word, Maria sidled up to him and unzipped his pants. His thick shaft sprung out and she bent over at the waist to suck it. He pushed deep into her mouth a few times. He loved her soft mouth and full, wet lips on his cock but he was on a mission today. He turned her around bent her over the railing at the bottom of the stairs. She propped one foot up on the bottom railing as he pulled her dress pants down over her ass, and fished the black thong out from between her cheeks. Her deep crack was moist and fragrant from the walk over and the anticipation that made her pussy twitch and leak with lust on the airplane. But Tom didn't want her pussy this time. Tom reached around and put two thick fingers into Maria's mouth and down her throat. She gagged and coughed thick strands of spit onto his fingers. He reached between her cheeks rubbed the spit onto her brown ring then he pushed his cockhead into her asshole.

"OoooOoOo!"

Maria didn't care who heard her in the stairwell. Her ass was being opened up mercilessly. Tom sunk half his length in the first thrust and on the second thrust buried himself in her fat, Latina rump.

"You like having your ass used?"

"Yesssss, by you I do!" She answered between clenched teeth.

Maria reached down the front of her panties and rubbed her clit as Tom violated her. The sudden invasion was only amplified by the fact that he went straight for her ass. She loved to please and the fact that he immediately helped himself to her most secret hole made filled her with lust. 

"UGH...that's what I wanted!" 

Tom grunted in satisfaction as her anus yielded to his invading girth. Ever since their first play session at the hotel, he had kicked himself for passing up his chance to try her back door. Now he was rooted in Maria's ass, his hips nestled against her big round cheeks. 

Several floors up, someone entered the stairwell and walked down a few flights before exiting again. Tom continued to use Maria's ass. If anything, his grunts were a little louder. He enjoyed taking her most asshole in a semi public space so that anyone who took the stairs would hear. He reached under her shirt and bra and pinched her big brown nipples and then sucked on her neck hungrily, marking her as his slut. This pushed the Latina wife over the edge.

"FUUUUUUUUCK!" Maria cried as she came.

Tom was close behind. 

"You ready for my injection up your married ass?"

"Yessss..."

Tom's ballsack tightened as he blasted a huge load deep into Maria's brown hole. He came so hard his prostate ached. Over a dozen contractions throbbed through his penis before his orgasm tailed off. He slowly withdrew and with an audible plop his cockhead popped out of her stretched rim.

Tom slapped her ass, temporarily satisfied. Maria replaced her thong and pulled her dress pants back up. She had to get back to the airport. She turned to Tom and kissed him deeply before walking back up the stairs to the lobby.

As she boarded the Metro to the airport, Maria wondered what Tom would do next now that he had used all three of her holes. Her answer came just as the Metro arrived. 

Maria heard her cell phone chime and she looked down at the message.

"Thanks for your ass, I'm thinking of sharing it with my friends next time."

Stairwell Fantasy



It's late in the evening. As a rule of thumb, our job demands a lot of overtime. Overtime, we've discovered certain perks about working late at night with another attractive person of the opposite sex. Tonight during our break, we decide to escape into the exit stairwell and walk up to the top of the stairs at the highest landing before the doors to the rooftop. I walk behind you purposely so I can get a good view of your gorgeous stocking legs and maybe glimpses of your thigh high lace and thong panties underneath your skirt which you chose to wear for me tonight. We reach the top of the landing and all the preceding visual stimulation has gotten me rock hard. I press your body against the edge of the guardrail with your ass pushed against it. My body presses against yours as i grab your hips and hold you firmly while planting a deep wet french kiss on your lips. My hands hungrily grope your entire body; your breasts, your ass, your waist and reaching down under your skirt to dig under your panties for your pussy. I start fingering your clit as we continue to kiss. Your body begins to respond and your hands reach for the firm bulge under my pants. You massage my cock through my pants before unzipping my fly and pull my large member out with your hands. I grab a hold of one of your thighs and lift your leg up and off to one side until your high heel catches against a rail for support. This opens apart your legs for me as I hike up your skirt. I immediately drop to my knees and bury my face between your legs, rubbing my nose into your moist panties and savoring your pungent odor. I part your thong panties aside and begin licking you. My tongue probes for your clit with its wet tip. You lean back against the stairwell hanging on to the edge. You try to relax and absorb the sensations my tongue lavishing onto your wet cunt and clit. Just the thought that we might be heard is turning us on. The soft sounds of your moans begin to echo in the stairwell. I push my tongue deep into your cunt as you get hotter and wetter. I only give you just enough stimulation and than stop to keep you on the edge of your arousal. 

Without warning I quickly turn you around so your front hip is pressed against the top of the guardrail. You feel pressure against your back as I quickly bend you over the rail in an arkward position where your high heels barely touch the ground and your upper body is bent over the side. In this position you can see straight down the many flights of stairs and all you are able to do is hang on to the bottom of the rail from the other side to keep yourself from falling over. You begin to protect this uncomfortable precarious position but before I let you do so...i immediately pull your panties down to your ankles and remove them. With one hand I press against your back and hold you in this bent over position.With the other hand I slide and grope your gorgeous legs and stockings. My face buries itself against your pussy from behind and I begin to tongue fuck you in this bent over postion. Unable to get up from your awkward position, you have no choice but to accept my tongue savagely thrusting inside your cunt from behind. I taste you. I lick and moan for you to cum on my face. While tongue fucking you with my tongue, my thumb rubs against your clit. I feel the soft bud getting harder as I stimulate it and lick your pussy good and deep. 

I continue lapping at your cunt while you are bent over. You feel my hot breath against your pussy lips. I lick you good and deep while you remain helplessly bent over the rail. To your shock, I even drag my tongue up further to lick your asshole. I soak it wet with my saliva, breathing heavily against it as my tongue twirls on your butthole. I'd lick your ass, pussy and clit all over as long as it takes and as hard as it takes. I'd do this to you in this bent over position until you cum over and over again. I want you to feel your legs shaking and weak from standing during all the orgasms. I would force you to endure it while in this helpless position. I want to force you to orgasm as many times as possible. I'd get so turned on by being able to control the amount,the degree and the intensity of your orgasms. 

I'd step back and enjoy the sight of your body collapsed and draped over the guardrail. Your cum would be oozing down your legs and stockings. You would be panting and moaning soflty trying to recover from all that ecstasy. You remain distracted in your nirvana of pleasure and barely notice me stand up behind you and unzip my pants. My thick hard shaft pushes out immediately and slides up the side of your wet thighs, snaking slowly up towards your hot mount. You feel the thick head press heavily at the opening of your cunt. I grab your hips, holding you bent over the rail and plunge my cock deep inside your hot wet cunt in one solid hard stroke. I moan, feeling your pussy engulf the entirety of my shaft in your wet sheath. My hands glide up and down your stocking legs spread wide apart to receive my hard deep thrusts. We both start grunting hard in unison to my thrusts. I pound your cunt relentlessly, shaking the guardrail you are draped over as you hold on to it tight. I pound your pussy hard from behind, trying to push all of me deep inside you. 

Our moans escalate, echoing through the stairwell. My thrusts accelerate, pounding my cock into your pussy like an industrial piston. I arch my back and let out a throaty roar as I explode hard inside you. My upper body collapses down. Reaching forward with my remaining strength, I pull your bent body up into a standing position. My cock stays deep inside of you while you grind back against me. My arm wraps and massage your breasts firmly. Your back rests against mine and I turn your head back towards me. Our mouths interlock and we french kiss wildly in between our moans and pants into each others mouth as we savor this moment of ecstacy.



Stairwell to Heaven



Molly and I had just spent the long weekend with her family at their home in Vermont and were seated with our bags in the airport waiting area. Given that I worked in Washington and Molly in New York, it would be another week or two until we would see each other again. We had been dating for a little over six months and were looking forward to the day when we no longer would have to suffer the planes, trains, and buses incumbent in a long-distance relationship, but that was still a few months away. 

The weekend had been good to Molly and it showed. Her cheeks were rosy and freckled and her light brown hair streaked with blonde from all our time in the sun hiking, playing tennis, and swimming in the lake. Even with all of the outdoor activity, however, we were still wound up from the weekend. When I say we were with her family for the weekend, I mean the WHOLE weekend. Despite our best efforts, we had never been able to steal away for a clandestine carnal rendezvous -- quickie or otherwise. Both of us were feeling the effects and anticipating the frustration and phone sex of yet another week apart. 

Anxious, Molly jumped up from her seat next to me and strode over to the to the magazine racks in the newsstand. I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she scanned the magazine covers. My eyes followed her well-defined runner's legs as they disappeared under her short, brightly colored sundress to what I knew to be her shapely, firm butt. I cursed myself for imagining a specific pair of cotton underwear she might be wearing, making the picture in my mind's eye that much more complete...and frustrating. And her breasts... I hadn’t seen them all weekend except clad in her conservative, but sexy dark blue one-piece bathing suit. And it was worse than that. I was tortured by the knowledge that her large, spectacularly firm breasts with their incredibly sensitive nickel-sized areolae and petite, pert nipples were but one layer of brightly colored fabric away.

Suddenly, I realized that the influences of my daydreams were spreading throughout my body and that I had better be careful or I was going to embarrass myself. As a 'boxers, not briefs' kind of guy, I had nothing holding me back, and the tip of my eight inch cock was working its way toward daylight at the hem of my khaki shorts as I stiffened envisioning Molly's tempting body. Looking up from a magazine she was reading, Molly smirked knowing all too well the effect that she was having on me. I carefully shifted myself in my chair as I noticed Molly hurrying back toward me.

Sitting down next to me, Molly put one arm around me resting her hand on my neck and the other on my thigh, her breasts pressing up against my arm. Then, she whispered in my ear so as not to be heard by those seated near us, "Alex honey, we still have two hours our flights leave."

"Yep, do you want to get something to eat or go somewhere?"

"Actually, both. Seeing you sit there undressing me with your eyes, all I want to do is suck on you," she whispered in my ear.

"What?!" I said, turning my head to look her straight in the eye. My mind might not have heard her, but my cock sure did. It twitched and I could feel the telltale sensation of a very large drop of precum oozing from the slit and dripping down the underside of the head. 

"You heard me. I think we should go find a place where we can mess around. I want to suck on you so badly I can practically taste it." 

God bless her for her fantasies, but I was a little dubious. "I'm all in favor, but where do you think we're going to find a place to do that?" I asked. 

"I don't know. Maybe we won't, but maybe we will... Grab your stuff and follow me. It will be an adventure either way!"

I wasn't going to argue. Before I could throw my bag over my shoulder and adjust the strap so the bag was long enough to cover my erection, she was gone from the waiting area and down the hall. This was a woman on a mission.

I caught up with her as she was exiting the security area. Given that the terminal was still rather crowded, we decided to head outside to see if that provided any options. It was mid-summer, so at 5:30 darkness was still another 3-4 hours away. Without a word, Molly headed off in the direction of the parking ramp. I remembered that the top level of this particular parking ramp was never busy on the weekends, so there was hope.

Our hearts racing with excitement, we looked around when we got up to the top floor. We were so consumed with lust by this time that our judgment was a bit impaired. We saw a pickup parked by itself and thought about hopping in the back for a quick fuck, but it was dirty and there was no cushioning.  We checked what surely must have been a maintenance room, but that was locked. Impatient, we were about to settle for heavy petting against the cement railing. We figured we would just look like people bidding each other a passionate goodbye, and we certainly would have gotten each other off, but Molly was insistent on sucking my cock. Once again, I wasn't going to argue.

As we rounded the corner coming from the maintenance room, I noticed the door to the elevator bank -- the elevators we had used to reach the roof. Looking inside, I noticed another door, this one to a stairway. Entering the door to the bank of elevators, I tried the door to the stairway. It opened. We ducked inside and looked around. There were very few cars on the roof deck anyway, and even if someone were arriving or leaving, they certainly would take the elevator and not the stairs, right?

Before I had time to drop my bag, Molly pulled my head to hers and kissed me passionately, our tongues dancing and twisting around each other. As she sucked on my tongue and flicked it with hers, I felt her hands tugging at my belt. Despite our vulnerable position, she was not going to be satisfied unless my shorts and boxers were around my ankles and she had unlimited access to every inch of my cock. 

When Molly had my belt undone and my shorts unzipped, she knelt in front of me, grabbed the hem of my shorts and yanked them down to my ankles, freeing my stiff cock to spring right up in front of her face. She looked up at me with the delight of a child on Christmas morning in her eyes. Reaching around and grabbing my ass with both hands, she gazed hungrily at my cock, opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate my six-inch girth, and took as much of me as she could in her first attempt. She tightened her lips and pulled her head back, her wet lips following the contours of my cock to its tip. Looking up at me again, she wrapped her hand around my cock, her thumb and forefinger closing tightly around the head, and squeezed a large drop of precum out of the reddish-purple head of my cock onto her tongue.  Molly licked her lips, coating them with my precum and slowly went down on me again, working hard to take another inch of my cock in her mouth. Molly has always wanted to be able to deep throat my cock, and she was just crazy enough with passion to try to take it all this time. 

"Oh Molly, God does you mouth feel good on my cock," I said, enflaming her passion and hunger for my cock that much more.

As much as I thought she was toying with me, I realized she had a plan. She was trying to get my cock as sloppy and wet as possible so she could do a duet with her hand and mouth. After her latest and admirable attempt to deep throat my cock, she slowly slid her lips off my cock and spit on the head, spreading it around with her mouth and hand. As she drew back and spit on the head of my cock again, she reached back and slipped her thumbs underneath the straps of her sundress and pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her beautiful tits, their nipples hard as little pebbles. Looking up at me with a dirty little grin on her face, she squeezed her nipples and without missing a beat, slid her lips down my cock again, burying the head of my cock in her throat, saliva dripping down my balls. 

Looking down at Molly, her nipples pointing up at me as she slid her mouth up and down my cock, her teeth grazing the head of my cock, I don't think I could have gotten any harder or longer, which made it more difficult for her in her attempts to take all my cock down her throat. But she tried anyway. Grabbing my ass again with both hands, Molly buried my cock in her throat and held it there attempting to push it further down her throat. 

"Yeah baby, suck my cock. I'm soooo fucking hard! Suck it baby..."

Molly coughed and gagged as she continually tried to deep throat my cock, all the while tickling my balls with her tongue. As she coughed, she spit up more saliva on to my cock. Looking up in frustration, she grabbed my sloppy cock with her hand and started to pump furiously with her hand and her mouth. 

"You look so hot. I love it when you suck my cock. Fuck you're good. If you think you're getting out of here without an orgasm of your own after this, you are SOOOOOOO wrong!"

Molly continued to concentrate all her energies on making me cum, and I couldn't believe I'd held off so long. I had stopped listening for travelers long ago and was mesmerized by the sound of her slurping as she sucked and stroked my cock. I couldn't tell the difference anymore between her mouth and her hand. It was one seamless sensation pushing me closer and closer to orgasm.

As she slurped and stroked up and down on my cock, she reached under my cock with her other hand and scraped her fingernails between my balls and my asshole. That was it. It was only a matter of moments now. As she withdrew her hand from between my legs, I squeezed them together and pumped all the blood that I could into my cock. She looked up, somewhat surprised, feeling my cock stretch her lips just that much more. Her mouth still sliding up and down my cock, Molly arched her back, cupped both of her breasts and pinched her nipples again, knowing that would push me over the edge. With that vision, I couldn't hold back any longer. 

"Don't stop....oh God you look so fucking hot...you know how sexy you look pinching your nipples don't you?...oh God...don't stop...just a little more...oh baby...I'm going to come so hard...

“I'm gonna cummmmm...Oh Molly, get ready baby...Uggggghhhhh....OOOOOOHHH God….mmmmmmm…..FUCK!” 

As I fell backward against the wall, Molly leaned forward into me, burying my cock in her throat. I could feel the muscles in her throat tug at the head of my cock as she swallowed stream after stream of my cum and then milk my cock, hungry for more. 

Finally, Molly relinquished her lip lock on my cock, letting it go with a "pop." 

Standing up, she brushed off her knees and then pulled the straps of her dress up over her shoulders, licking her lips as she did so. 

“That was amazing baby…wow…thank you…”

Looking like the cat who swallowed the canary, proud of her accomplishment, I caught her a bit off balance when I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her passionately, driving my hungry tongue between her lips. 

"We can't," she whimpered, pushing me away, "we have to go! We're going to get caught."

"Not a chance, not after THAT blowjob. You deserve a little something in return. Actually, you deserve a BIG something, but we don't have time for that." 

As I kissed her again, tasting my own cum on her lips and tongue, I pushed her back against the railing and pulled down the straps of her dress, nearly tearing it in the process. I have a nipple fetish and staring me in the face were my two favorite nipples in the world. Beet red, my favorite little pebbles were in dire need of attention and that's just what they were going to get. 

Molly was so overwrought by this point in time that I knew it wasn't going to take long for her to reach an orgasm...or three. Gently I ran my thick tongue slowly around each nipple, pausing before flicking the tip of each. I drew back to see her flushed face staring back at me, a look somewhere between surprise and utter bliss.

I kissed her passionately one more time and then turned my attention to her breasts once again. I sucked one nipple between my lips and then the other, then gently nibbled her right nipple with my teeth, tightening my grip on her bud before releasing it and moving to the other. As I tugged at her left nipple with my teeth, I felt her shudder slightly and she let out a moan, a mini-orgasm from my attention to her nipples. 

As I continued to lick, suck, and tug at her nipples, I slowly dragged my fingers up the insides of her thighs. Knowing how long it had been and how aroused she had become, I wasn't surprised to find her panties soaked with the juices from her tight little pussy. This sweet woman who had given me the most exciting blowjob of my life needed some relief. 

"Please baby," she whimpered breathlessly. "I need to cum so badly. Please touch me. I want to feel you touch my pussy." 

With that I pulled up the hem of her dress and slipped my hand down the front of her panties, feeling the soft cotton against the back of my hand and the sticky, sweet juices of her pussy coat my fingers. Careful to avoid her tiny, but sensitive clitoris, I followed the contours of her lips with my middle finger until it slipped deep inside her. 

"God that feels so good to have your finger inside me baby," she said.

I dragged my palm up over her mound, slowly withdrawing my finger from her pussy and sliding the length of it over her clit. She sucked in a quick breath of air as I began to turn circles around her clit with my finger, slowly at first, then increasing the speed to match her shallow, rapid breathing.

"Oh Alex, I'm so close. Don't stop...Please don't stop...you're going to make me cum baby." With that, I took her right nipple between my teeth and tugged as I turned circle after circle around her clit with my fingers, alternately strumming two fingers across her clit. 

"Oh God, baby, I'm cuuuuummming…..mmmmmm….oh my God!" Molly's knees began to give way as I supported her with my left arm, her whole body quaking in orgasm. Almost passing out from the release, her head rolled toward me as her body went limp. I continued to focus on her clit as I held her, my index and middle fingers down both sides of her clit...back and forth...until she pushed my hand away. "Alex...I can't take any more. Stop for a minute and let me catch my breath."

With that I turned her around. "Here baby. Lean up against this railing while you catch your breath." She grabbed on to the railing with both hands and seemed to rest all her weight on her arms. Bent at the waist, head bowed, looking into the stairwell, her breasts hung heavily, nipples still erect from the cool air in the stairwell. 

I was still semi-hard from the fucking incredible blowjob and this vision was more than I could resist. My heart beat faster and faster from the excitement of being there with her and seeing her post-orgasmic bliss. My cock twitched and hardened with every beat of my heart sending more blood to the tissue. 

Moving up behind her, I reached around and cupped her left breast with my right hand, pulling the fabric of her dress up over it, and then did the same with her right breast. Then pulling the spaghetti straps up over her shoulders I said, "just in case." 

"Just in case what?" she said. Responding, I pushed the swollen head of my cock up against her dripping pussy and said, "in case someone walks in on us while I'm fucking you." 

"No! We can't. We have to go!"   

With that I slowly slid the rest of my cock deep inside her pussy, then pulled it almost all the way out again. "You sure about that baby...?" I asked as I settled into a steady rhythm of long, probing strokes of her pussy. 

"Mmmmm....fuck baby...no I'm not sure... God you feel good in my pussy...don't fucking stop...I've been dying for you to fill me up with that thick cock all weekend."

Molly-5

As I quickened the pace of my strokes into her tight pussy, Molly bent her arms and lowered her chest to the railing, accentuating the curve of her ass as it sloped down to the small of her back. Unable to contain my lust, I drew back my hand and gave her a good solid "SMACK" on her ass. 

"Mmmmmm....that's it baby...fuck me!" I don't think either of us cared at this point if a group of nuns walked in the stairwell... 

Shifting my stance, I began sliding my cock at an angle, toward the front wall of her pussy, beginning to tap her g-spot with each stroke of my cock. I felt her twitch with the first contact. I could see her reach back between her legs with her right hand to start stroking her clit to heighten the sensation.

"Fuck Alex...that feels soooo fucking good...don't stop...I'm gonna cum again soon...I'm gonna cum all over that wonderful cock of yours."

With that encouragement I started fucking Molly with new intensity at every stroke. "C'mon baby...cum for me...cum all over my cock...let me feel your orgasm..."

"Don't stop Alex...don't stop...don't stop..." she whispered insistently in a raspy voice as she pushed up against me...my balls slapping against her hand as she rubbed her clit. 

Then it hit her...with one last stroke across her g-spot...and another few urgent circles of her clit, she came.

"Mmmmmmmm.....cuuummmming baby.... mmmmmmmm.... cuuuuuuu..... mmmmmiiiinng.....f uck... oh God...oh God... mmmmmmm....."

On the verge myself, I continued to slide my cock in and out of her dripping, convulsing pussy, white foam building up around the base of my cock. 

"That's it Molly...mmmm....so fucking sexy..." As she recovered, I quickened my pace again...still feeling her muscles tighten intermittently around my cock as I stroked in and out of her pussy faster and faster. Sensing I was close, Molly squeezed her muscles tight around my cock, milking me with her pussy. Between the excitement of fucking my girl in the stairway, watching her ass push back eagerly to take more of my cock, and feeling her muscles, that was all I could take.

"Oh fuck Molly...oh my God...that's amazing...fuck....I'm gonna cum Molly...Molly....oh God...." 

With that Molly slid off my cock and knelt down in front of me. She wasn't quick enough as the first stream of cum shot across her lips and up her cheek. Her lips were on my cock before she could lose any more though, and she took the rest of my load in her mouth with a very satisfied "mmmmmmmm..."

She kept her mouth on my cock, sucking every last bit of cum out of me, and used her fingers to collect what had landed on her face, cleaning them off after she released my cock. 

Knowing we had pushed our luck about as far as we could, we quickly collected ourselves and headed for the door. As we did, something caught the corner of my eye. A security camera mounted on the wall that had been pointed down at my back the whole time. I quickly pushed Molly out the door...and hoped that our little escapade wouldn't end up on the Internet.



Stairwell to Heaven



It was the last place Beth wanted to be on a Saturday morning. All week she endured the posturing and whining of her 7th graders, the stupid demands of her principal and leers of at least three older male and possibly one female faculty member at her school. She had enough of this place for the week and to top it off, the guy she met at Bar None last night ended her hopes of a hot evening by phoning his wife right in front of her. Jeesh, what nerve!

So instead of sleeping in, having a leisurely cup of coffee and planning a day of "retail therapy" and maybe playing with the new toy sitting on her night table, Beth was standing around a folding table in the lobby of that very same middle school surrounded by about two dozen of her colleagues affixing sticky back nametags to their shirts and blouses. 

A whole Saturday shot to hell, she thought. Just like the administration to make us come to this workshop on our day off. 

The ELA workshop was listed in the weekly bulletin as "voluntary" but no sooner did Beth read the notice than she bumped into Dr. Layton, her principal.

"Beth," her boss said. "I see you got the memo. It's going to be a great workshop; I know you will get some wonderful ideas for your class. We can even follow up on what was presented at the next staff meeting. You will be perfect to take the lead in the power point presentation."

"Ahhhhh, yes, sure Abigail. I will be there with bells on."

Ooh, did I really say that, she thought? She was trapped. Now she had to attend.

She looked around at the group. Most of the teachers, she knew. There was Murray, he taught the 6th grade group in the classroom next to hers. He was also number one on the "leer" chart. Balding and with chronic bad breath, even in her horniest state, Beth shuddered at the thought of a night with Murray.

She waved at Marge and Ada. She was pretty sure that those two, fresh out of college, were doing each other. They had both come out of the same sorority, one that at Beth's alma mater had a reputation for some Sapphic fun. 

Hmmm, it could be fun to play with them. Maybe I should spend a little more time with them in the lounge and feel them out. The wicked thought brought a smirk to her lips and a hint of dampness to her panties. Oh, I don't think I can deal with this all day!

Just then, she came eye to eye with an unfamiliar face, a very friendly, very male unfamiliar face. He was about 5'8" with a reddish beard that was flecked with grey. His hair was brown also beginning to show some age but in a very sexy way. Most of all he had the most gorgeous hazel eyes Beth had ever seen. His smile was just as nice and she was suddenly happy to return it.

"Good morning. I'm Jay. Jay Grant" As he said this, he pointed to his nametag and gave her a sheepish look.

"Beth, she said. "And you sounded like a James Bond movie just then" 

I'm sorry. "He laughed and extended his hand looking her straight in the eyes. "Nice to meet you."

Some more liquid dampened her panties. 

His eyes are gorgeous.

"Are you from Farley," she asked, naming the neighboring middle school.

"No, I am the one who is going to torture you all for the next three hours."

Did I hear that right?

'It's my presentation that you will have to sit through. I really hope it is helpful. I know that coming here on a Saturday is an inconvenience for you all."

"Oh, I see. Well, I'll be honest with you. I wish I was somewhere else right now, preferably in bed." 

Oops, I didn't mean to say that.

"I can imagine and once again I am sorry."

Hmm, what does he mean by that? 

"Maybe I can make it up to you afterward and take you to dinner. I have to stay overnight in order to save money on airfare," he continued. I sure would rather your company than TV at the Quality Inn."

Beth blushed and she felt her panties get even wetter. She allowed the flirt in her, to edge out.

"Well," she teased. "Let's see just how torturous this lecture is going to be. I'll talk to you after you're done."

His smile was dazzling. "Great, after the lecture," he turned and headed for the front of the room.

In truth, Jay had done a good job. The presentation was solid and Beth got some ideas for her follow up report. Even so, she found it difficult to pay attention. For the entire three hours she was anticipating what kind of evening this could end up being. She sure would like to make up for the stress of the whole week and last night's disaster at the bar. Beth was all for getting laid tonight and her panties never lied. This guy turned her on. 

I don't even care if we have dinner. I would like to play with him right now. In fact...

Beth smiled. The next thought that jumped into her head was too wicked.

After shaking loose from the administration and other teachers, Jay approached Beth with a bright smile.

"Was that so terrible," he asked.

A teasing tone entered her voice. "Well, I survived, but just barely. However, Mr. Grant. I think you underestimate the quality of the teachers down here. I could show you some essays and test scores from my students that would astound you."

"I would love to see them. Could you bring them along this evening? We, uh, are still having dinner aren't we? The thought of it was all that kept me going during the presentation."

"I'm flattered but you don't have to wait 'til then. We can go up to my classroom and I'll show you the kind of work we do around here." Her panties were just about soaked through the crotch by now.

"Let's go," he said.

Just about everyone had left the music room where the projector had been set up. The weekend custodian was already emptying the trash pails. Beth had scoped out the administrators leaving together, probably to lunch at the fancy Village Inn downtown. She knew that her second floor classroom would be empty.

"This way," she said with a smile.

She made a point of walking a bit faster than Jay. She wanted to be out in front of him so that he could check her out. Now she was happy that she chose a skirt this morning instead of her usual jeans and tee shirt weekend uniform. She was sure Jay had a nice view of how her ass moved beneath the skirt. Furthermore, as she knew that Abigail was going to be there, she went the full course and wore pantyhose. It was a pain in the ass but she figured she better look professional. Besides, with her panties near sopping she was glad to have the extra nylon to keep her juices from running down here legs.

As she climbed the steps she made sure there was a bit extra movement to her ass. They turned at the first landing and started up the second flight. Three steps from the top of the landing Beth launched her plan. Using her high heels as an excuse, she pretended to turn and ankle.

"Ow!" she gasped and she turned rapidly and sat on the landing grabbing her left foot.

"Are you okay," Jay asked.

"Mmm, I think so," She said. Now her skirt rode up her thigh and by crossing her legs she could also smell the aroma of her aroused pussy juices in her crotch. Jay had to smell them too.

"Here, let me see," he said. Jay took hold of her leg and started to stroke her ankle gently.

"No puffiness or swelling. You probably just twisted it." He let his hand stroke higher up the nylon encased leg. Beth smiled.

"My hero," she mocked.

"How cliché of you Madame," he replied giggling. His hand went an inch or two higher.

"You shall be rewarded, fair knight," Beth said between her own muffled laughs and she took his hand and guided it up the full length of her leg while at the same time inching close to him and literally attacking his mouth with a furious kiss. 

Their tongues met through open mouths and swirled around each other lavisiciously. Beth parted her legs and Jay's hand easily traversed the final distance to her crotch. The dampness had now seeped through to her pantyhose. The whole area was about fifteen degrees warmer than the air in the stairwell.

"Ohhhhhh," Beth mewled as she took a breath and mashed her mouth to his for another hot kiss. This time she went searching for his crotch. She felt his hardness running down the leg of his pants. Breaking the kiss, she looked into his sexy green eyes and said, "He can't be very comfortable bent like that. I think we need to let him out to breath," at which point she sat up and started to work his belt buckle and zipper. She was rewarded with the sight of a beautiful pink, round and supremely hard circumcised cock of better than average proportion. Not one for super long cocks, Beth could appreciate this example for its obvious girth.

"I want to play with him," she said. She slowly, took the member in her hand as if measuring it. First she placed her thumb and index finger around the head.

"I think he will fill me up nicely. I can't wait."

At those words the dick seemed to jump of its accord and a drop of precum oozed from the tip.

"He likes that idea, oh goody," she said. Now her entire hand was around the shaft. It was warm and very hard. Harder than any cock she had ever experienced. She squeezed firmly. She was rewarded with a reaction from her victim.

"Ahhhhh! Ohhhhhh, that feels good. Oh, yes, play with him all you want." Jay was on fire. He kissed her again and his free hand pushed her skirt up revealing her tan pantyhose with a small dark, wet spot just visible in the reinforced crotch area. Shaded beneath the hose was a pair of black satin panties. They appeared to be full back and there was yellow embroidery or lace visible mashed against the front panal of her nylons. The aroma was intoxicating. Jay was in heaven now.

Meanwhile, Beth had managed to collect enough precum from his cock to make her manual ministrations slick. They could now here the squish, squish liquid sounds as her hand moved up and down over his cock.

Jay then tugged at the blue satin blouse where it tucked into her skirt. Reluctant to stop fondling her pussy area, he fumbled about until the blouse was free. He wanted to rip it open but knew better so he stopped fingering Beth and used two hands to unbutton her blouse. What he saw staggered him.

Encased in a black bra, etched with red lace highlights and mesh upper cups was a pair of milky white globes of perfect tit flesh. No, blemishes could be seen on the upper surface and a hint of extraordinary dark areola was beneath the mesh. They were round beyond belief and must be nearly a triple D cup size. He wanted to both uncover them and not uncover them, so sexy were they in the satin confection. He had always loved bras and the instruments of pleasure they covered.

"Glorious," he exclaimed.

"And natural," Beth answered. "Play with them all you like. They're fond of nibbling and sucking."

At that moment however, Beth had decided that she needed to taste his dick and so she broke away from his grasp, positioned herself on the steps below him and took his member deep in her throat with a fluid and confident air. This surprising move was followed by feverish, licking and sucking and slurping.

Oh yes! Oh my! Yes, my darling that sooooo nice. Yesssssss, suck it. Mmmmmm. You are driving me crazy. It feels wonderful, don't stop. No, don't! Oh, oh, oh my God!

The more the utterances flowed out of Jay, the better Beth sucked. She enjoyed giving head and right now she was in her glory. 

In mid-slurp, she lifted her head and said, "Cum for teacher. Teacher wants you to have a passing grade. Cum all over teacher's face and tits.

It was more than Jay could stand. His cock seemed to have a mind of it's own as it burst in gobs of white hot cum. The first spurt shot a good 7 or 8 inches in the air and Beth grabbed for it with one of her hands. Then she placed her face right in the path of the next two eruptions. The first caught her right on the nose and immediately dripped down onto her bra. The third was shorter and splattered right on her chest and oozed down between her tits.

"Ahhhhhhhhh," Jay cried as his body shook with each blast. Now Beth's hand was coated with his cum and she pumped faster over the slick shaft. Jay nearly howled in surprise. Only awareness of their semi-public status kept him from shouting at the top of his lungs as the aftershocks wreaked through him. No one ever had given him a blow job with such abandon as this wanton on her knees before him. Almost reluctantly he took her hand and removed it from his dick.

"Such a naughty girl you are. Such behavior deserves special attention." Jay smiled as he returned his hand to the juncture between her legs.

Beth smiled and said, "Most definitely, but not here. This was only the first act. Act two takes place in my classroom just through those fire doors. Do you wish to continue with the drama Mr. Grant?" With that Beth stood up and without adjusting her clothing, walked up the remaining steps obviously in no pain from her "accident" and went through the fire doors into the corridor beyond. His cock still dripping, Jay hitched up his trousers and followed. He could hardly wait.

II

On the other side of the doors Jay found a dark corridor that looked like every other middle school corridor he had ever walked. Rows of lockers lined the walls, interrupted by classroom doors with windows in the upper half of the door allowing the only light to filter into the empty hallway. Just off to the left in front of him however, one of the classroom doors was ajar. He knew what lay beyond.

Jay moved to the door and pushed it open. Beth sat on the teacher's desk at the front of the room. Her skirt was hiked to her waist and her blouse still unbuttoned. Jay could see the cum stains beginning to dry on the black satin cups. There was a grin on Beth's face that could only be described as wicked.

"So what does Daddy have for Mommy," she said in a sing song little voice that under any other circumstance would be silly but right now was as seductive as a siren's song. Jay's spent cock started to spring to life again.

"Ooh, Daddy seems happy to seem Mommy spread out like this. Come and show Mommy how happy Daddy is." The baby talk had an amazing effect on Jay. His cock nearly flew into another erection and so soon after cumming. He was amazed at the seductiveness of this woman. He wanted her more than ever.

Beth opened her legs wider and Jay could see that the wet spot had grown. He could smell the sex oozing from her cunt from the doorway. He approached with determination.

"Daddy has something special for Mommy. Let me show you," and with that he took a pair of scissors he spied in a canister near her hip and methodically cut around the gusset area of her pantyhose. The aroma of sex grew stronger and his breathing deepened.

"Thank you Daddy. Mommy's little pussy need some air. Mommy's pussy has been locked up all day and now it wants to have some fun." It was as if they had entered another world. All that existed right now was the two of them and the game they were playing.


Jay looked Beth in the eyes. She shivered and he saw the arousal in her. He laid the scissors down and without taking his eyes off hers he grabbed the crotch opening with both hands and slowly pulled the fabric apart. The dull ripping sound of the nylon sounded as loud as machine gun blasts in their ears. Beth sucked in air as if she had been punched in her stomach. More pussy juice flowed from her and oozed into her already soaked panties. Jay smiled because he knew she was flowing uncontrollably now and he was ready to taste her.

He bent down and inhaled deeply. The hot smell of cunt juice hardened his cock even more but he was not concerned with that part of his anatomy right now. He inched closer to Beth's vagina and kissed the insides of her thighs, first right, then left, right, left, leaving a trail of licks and kisses right to panty covered cunt.

He then licked long and hard through the wet nylon. The taste was tangy and slightly sour and wonderful. 

He licked again.

And again.

Harder.

Slower.

More forcefully.

Then he heard it. The sound he wanted to hear. 

Beth moaned.

It started soft, almost a whimper. He felt her inhale deeply and then the rumble began in her abdomen and rolled slowly up between her clenched lips until she could stand it no longer.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, damn! Yes, darling, yesssssssssssssssssss," and tears started to flow down her cheeks.

"Lick me. Please, please lick me. Do me with your tongue. Come on now Daddy, do me good." She spoke with such urgency that she seemed not to inhale.

Jay pushed the crotch band of the panties aside with his tongue and begin is oral ministration in earnest. He drove his tongue deep into her cunt and slathered as much juice as he could into his mouth. He let the tip of his tongue wander the inner walls on either side of her gash. Up and down, up and down.

He fluttered back and forth over the area between her asshole and pussy, even exploring the entrance to her rear. That for later, he thought, and then he moved up to her clit and placed his lips around the nub and began to suck. As he did his tongue danced on the sensitive bud in rapid fire motions that started Beth squirming uncontrollably.

She was near to screaming, only in a stage whisper intensity that was as sexy as if she bellowed at the top of her lungs.

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH DADDEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Lick your mommy gooooooooooooood. I'm cummmmmmmmmmmmm, uhhhhhmmmm,ummmmmmmming!!!!!!!!!! 

And with that nearly unintelligible phrase, she locked her legs around his shoulders, grabbed his head and pushed him into her cunt as hard as she could. Her body shook and quivered. Her breaths got shorter and faster and for a second she thought she would pass out. This was an orgasm beyond experience. Everything that had been building in her all week found an exit in this one, earth shattering, and forbidden, illicit and very unprofessional tryst in her own classroom. She could never feel the same about teaching in this space again and she relished the thought.

When, the aftershocks eased and her breathing started to normalize, she uncoiled her legs and looked down at the two hazel eyes that started this all. Jay lifted his head up and smiled at her. She smiled back. Jay spoke:

"Well, now that we both have eaten, what else can you do in this town?" 

"I am sure we can come up with an idea or two," she replied. "After all we are both 'educated' people are we not?