I've been replaced

I was in town and I saw TA with another woman.  They were holding hands so I guess they're dating.  She was very slim and petite though, looked almost fragile.  I waved at him and he smiled and waved back.  I sent him a text saying "Don't hurt her with that thing of yours! :)"  He didn't reply until about 9pm in the evening;

"She takes it quite well ;) I miss your blow jobs though"
"Good :p"
"I loved that you swallowed every time"
"Does she not swallow?"
"Sometimes"
"How many blow jobs have you had!"
"About five, she swallowed twice, the rest she didn't even do CIM :("
"They good blow jobs though?"
"They're not bad, yours were better"

A while later he then texted me;

"You getting any action recently?"
"A little yeah"
"How many?"
"How many what?"
"Guys"
"Just the one!"
"Big cock?"
"Not as big as yours, now stop fishing!"
"Done anal yet?"
"You're nosy.  No I haven't.  You?"
"No"
"You'd pop out her mouth!"
"I loved fucking you in the ass"
"Behave yourself, you have a girlfriend, what would she say if she read this?"

In the morning he texted again;

"Sorry had a few drinks last night :o"
 "It's ok...just make sure your morning wank is about me ;)"

Being very selfish

I got a text message from "P" in the morning asking if I was ok and did I want him to come over.  I said he could come over, sure.  I wondered if TA had said something to him?  Anyway when he turned up it was just usual chit-chat.  Eventually I asked if he had heard from TA and he said he spoke recently, I asked if he had mentioned me and he said he had said something about probably not seeing me much anymore.  I told P that he had asked about us being in a relationship proper, but that I was happy as we were just casual.  P asked me what I was going to do and I said I'll probably just wait it out a bit, but I'm not too bothered, I'm not going to force someone into a relationship they don't want.

"Well that makes it easier to ask for a waxing top-up" he smiled.
"Why is that?"
"Because you'll be seeing my cock"

I told him that wasn't an issue anyway, even if I'm in a relationship then I'll be touching other cocks as part of the work :)  I set the table up and he stripped off and got on it.  It didn't take too long to get him nice and smooth again and he even avoided getting hard.  It was good to see his cock again, and to see him more relaxed around me when naked.  He got dressed and we returned to the living room.  I asked him if there was a reason he wanted waxing again, was he going out on the pull?  He said he wasn't just thought he'd come over to see me.  I asked him if he'd told TA about us having sex and he said he hadn't.  I said I hadn't either so we might as well just keep it under wraps.

Now the waxing was done I asked him if he wanted to hang around for a coffee and he said he would, and with a smile said "Just a coffee?".  "Maybe some sex too if it's on offer?"

He started to take my clothes off until I was naked in the kitchen, then he took his own clothes off and stood with his thick, hard cock pointing outward.  "I see you're hard now, I was wondering if I'd lost my touch?"  I grabbed it in my fist and led him to the bedroom.  He lay on the bed and I got a condom from the bedside cabinet and rolled it gently down his shaft.  I got on the bed and straddled him, I held his cock at the entrance to my pussy...I knew it would slide in as I was already wet, I'd been thinking about this since I started waxing him, and that's exactly what happened as I sank down on it it slid right in deep and I sighed with bliss.  I slowly worked my hips up and down, his cock really doing its job.  I started to ride it harder and faster, but not too fast, pushing down on it so my clit rubbed against him on the downstroke.  He held my legs by the side of my thighs and remained motionless, just letting me pleasure myself on his cock.  It's like he could read my mind as this is exactly what I wanted, his thick cock filling me up, me just using it to achieve orgasm.  He reached up to start and play with my nipples, flicking them and pinching them.  I was slowly building to an orgasm, "you're making me cum...don't stop" I whispered.  My pussy slid up and down his motionless cock, my clit getting great stimulation, and I finally came, falling down on him as my pussy twitched and spasmed in ecstasy with him still in me.

When I had finished my orgasm I got off him and took off the condom and sank his cock into my mouth.  I greedily worked it, working the bottom of the shaft with my hand as I worked the top with my mouth and tongue.  He started to rock his hips, thrusting his cock into my mouth, starting to moan and groan, getting his selfish pleasure now too...knowing I was going to please him until he came in my mouth, knowing I'd swallow every drop and like it...and that's exactly what happened as spunk started to shoot into my mouth.  I held my mouth still and pumped his shaft until the cumming stopped, and then I eagerly swallowed it all down.  I worked the last beads of spunk out of the tip by running my fingers up his shaft and licked those too.

We both took some time to recover, just lying naked on the bed beside each other.  He got dressed and I just put my dressing gown on over my naked body and we finally got to have the coffee, then I saw him out.

Nice waitress

TA texted me to meet for lunch at the cafe not far from his house.  I wasn't sure what to expect but it turned out to just be a general "catch up" type thing, nothing sinister.  The waitress serving us our coffee was a gorgeous blonde young thing, great body, pert boobs, great bum...oh how I wish I looked like that again.  She was wearing tight leggings and a black thong that was visible through her leggings when she bent over.  Her leggings could be thicker :)  I caught TA looking too, every time she came to our table and left I saw his eyes drift down to her butt.  "I see why you like coming here", but he just tried to pretend he wasn't looking.

We finished up lunch and went back to his.  He lay on his chair and said "You haven't been here in a while", and then "Why don't you suck my dick?"  I smiled and approached him.  I knelt down and he undid his fly and pulled his meat out of his pants.  "That girl had a great ass, don't you think?" I asked as I started to kiss and lick the head of his cock.  "What do you mean?"  "At the cafe, I know you want to fuck her".  I took his cock slowly into my mouth, and moved slowly up and down until he answered "Maybe...".  "If she offered to suck you off for a big tip, would you agree?"  I went back to licking his shaft while I wanked the lower part with my hand.  "Oh yeah" he moaned.  "Just imagine her bending over, pulling those leggings down and showing the thong you know she's wearing."  "Go on" he groaned, my mouth working his cock in between me speaking.  "How tight do you think that blonde cunt is?"  He stopped responding, concentrating on my blow job instead,  "How tasty do you think it is?" I purred, my tongue teasing his head, "I don't think that young girl could handle a cock as big as yours."  I ran my hand up and down his shaft, licking his head until he started to shoot his cum out in thick spurts, some going in my mouth, some running down over my hand.

I hung around his for a few hours until about 5, and I could tell he was getting horny again as he was quite hands-on.  "Take me out to diner and then you can fuck me" I told him.  We went to a restaurant and chatted while we ate.  Given he was on a promise I was surprised there wasn't any sex talk, but when we got back to his he wasted no time in taking me to the bedroom.  We both stripped off and got straight into fairly mundane missionary sex, but it was still good, stops my pussy closing over :)

Afterwards he brought up the issue of us "dating" but I said I'd think about, though I'm not really that keen.  His cock is long but it's not that thick and I've realised that a fat cock is better than a long cock, he can't even get it all in my pussy or my mouth.  We might stay in touch for the occasional fuck but I'm not that sure he'll want to see me much any more.

Mowing

I met TA for lunch while I was working and he was saying that he thinks P "likes" me.  I asked him why and he said he just had an idea, I asked him what he'd told him about me and he said "nothing much".  I told him then when we were out he seemed a little "handsy", maybe he just likes women almost twice his age lol.

"Sure you haven't said anything about me?"

"Ok, I might have said you give good head."

"And he'd like to try that himself do you think?"

"I know he would."

"Maybe I will"

We both smiled but I think he's a little conservative for these things to be more than fantasies.  He took me back to work and I ushered him into the disabled toilets.  He was grinning and didn't even need to ask what was going on as he undid his fly and let his big cock flop out.  I hunkered down and started to kiss and lick it, easily making it hard.  "Would you like to watch me such P's cock?" I said just before sinking his own into my mouth.  "No, but you can suck it and tell me about it later"  "I'd love to do that".  I opened my mouth and he started to wank himself, pointing the head of his cock at my mouth as I started to dirty talk him, telling him the things I'd do to P's cock, how I would love to suck it while TA fucked me from behind, telling him I know P would love to cum on my tits.  We did all this in hushed tones and when he started to roll his eyes back I knew he was going to cum so I moved my mouth into position and he ran his cock up and down his shaft, shooting his spunk into my open mouth.

He got himself decent and we snuck out unnoticed.  I just made he horny though, I enjoy the feeling of being horny, I enjoy talking to customers with them not knowing I took a load in my mouth at lunch.  Not knowing I'm going commando as the work skirts are too tight.  On my break I texted P;

"Fancy coming to mine and getting hot and sweaty?"

"?"

"I need my lawn mowed and you're much younger and fitter than I am."

"LOL ok, when?"

"Saturday afternoon?"

"See you then"

On Saturday he came over about 1pm, I was dressed pretty boring, TBH I'd half forgotten I'd invited him.  He did the deed though and cut my grass for me.  After he was done I told him to grab a shower and I'd fix him a drink and some lunch.  He saw my waxing table up and against the wall and asked if I did massages.  I told him it was a table for waxing which I do a little on the side.  I offered him a free go :) he said he shaves though.

"Let me see."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, I bet it's not as good as a wax."

He paused a little, trying to read if I was genuine.  Then he undid his jean fly, pulled them down and pulled down his boxers.  It was ok, a little stubbly but not too bad.  Cock wise hard to say, just average really?  We went to the bedroom where I set my table up and told him to hop on and I'd let him try a wax.  He seemed quite up for it really and not at all shy.  I had a better look and what needed done and I didn't think it would take too long so got started.  I applied creams, wax, stripped, moved his shaft around, moved his balls around and he gradually started to get a bit stuff and then pretty much instantly got a boner.  It wasn't as long as TA's but it was definitely a bit thicker.  When he was all waxed up I applied some cream to the whole area and asked him what he thought.  He looked down and agreed it was a good job.  I went back to gently rubbing the cream around his balls, and he moved his hand up toward my lower back and then down over my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I don't give happy endings you know, this isn't that kind of establishment" I said with a smile, not really attempting to move away from his hand on my butt.

"Not even if I ask nicely?"

"Maybe, if you ask nicely."

"Please may I have a happy ending?"

"Seeing as you asked nicely" I replied.

I bent over to kiss the head of his penis, then ran my tongue down the underside of his shaft, pushing it down against his belly, then I ran it back up to the top.  I held the base with my fingers, pointing it upright and sunk my mouth around it.  It was thick but not so think I couldn't get good movement.  I sunk my mouth down as far as it would go, maybe an inch or two from the base, then back up again and ran my tongue over his head.  I did this slow, wet action over and over, taking his cock slowly into my mouth, then slowly out, keeping good contact with my lips and tongue and he was soon on the verge of exploding in my mouth.  I could tell he was trying to fight it, but it was useless, he gave up and warm spunk filled my mouth.

"I was expecting a hand job but that was amazing" he gasped.

I told him to get dressed and I'd be in the living room.  He came through not long after and seemed to have composed himself.  I offered him a drink be he said he'd better be going, so I showed him to the door and thanked him for doing the lawn.  He said it was no problem, thanks for the wax.  There was an awkward "do we kiss goodbye and if so how" moment, then he leaned in for a peck on the cheek.  After a brief pause we then had a more passionate kiss before finally saying goodbye.

I had initially done this with the aim of telling TA about it, maybe see if it would turn him on, but I quite quickly went off the idea.  If he wasn't really meaning it, or it turned out he was annoyed then it's not just me he'd be annoyed at but P too.  Then I thought "what if P tells him?" then I didn't see that happening, but who knows.  It's all got quite complicated and I think the best scenario is really if no-one tells anyone anything lol.

The next day around 1pm I got a text from P; "Need anything else done that will get me hot and sweaty? ;)"  I responded "Not really, but you can come over and just fuck me if you want?"  "Be there soon :)"

He was indeed soon.  I was in my dressing grown and when he arrived we had some small talk on the way to the bedroom about how are days had been.  In the bedroom we stood facing each other for a moment, not really knowing what to do, but he soon took charge and removed my gown which I was naked under, and moved me onto the bed.  He spread my legs and started licking my pussy.  As he did he fiddled with his jeans, taking them off.  When he had managed this he got on top and before I could say anything his cock with inside me.  It was thick and filled me out, he slowly thrust it into me, his pubic area pushing against my clit as it did.  I reached around and grabbed his bum, pulling and squeezing it to encourage a nice steady rhythm.  He grabbed my boob and started to fiddle with my nipple as his cock rhythmically stimulated my clit.

We'd barely been at it a few minutes and I was already on the verge of cumming.  A few thrusts more and I grabbed the sheets and started to orgasm hard.  I had barely stopped before he started to cum too, shooting his spunk right into my pussy.  We lay on the bed for a while, him still on top until we'd both recovered our breath a little and then he rolled off.  "Talk about a quickie" he said, "It was good though".

We lay around in bed for a while more, then I put my gown back on and went to get us some coffees.  He stayed for a bit longer then eventually left.  Not going to lie I was hoping he'd maybe get a second wind and fuck me again, but no deal.  Pretty sure I'm not going to tell TA about this, and P probably won't either.  I'll try and resist any more sex with P too, this is not going to end well.

Night Out

The Artist wanted me to come out with him on Saturday evening as his friends were going to be at this pub.  Wasn't too keen on the idea but said it would be ok as long as it wasn't an all nighter.  Wasn't looking forward to any "Are you dating?" type questions and I didn't even know who was going to be there, their ages etc. so wasn't sure what to wear.

In the end I plumped for a black skirt and a black blouse with a black bra and knickers underneath.  Pretty casual and straight laced if required, but I can undo some buttons if the need arises too :)  I got to his around 6ish, we were meant to be getting there around 7 or 8.  Wasn't sure if he was in is "going out" clothes or not when I turned up, I guess he's fairly casual anyway.  I asked about good and he said we could get something in the evening when we come back.  He also said he got "something else" for the evening with a leery smile.  "What's that?" I asked, quite intrigued.  "I picked up some lube when I was out."  "Lube?  What for?" I said, trying to maintain as straight a face and demeanor as I could.  "You know...later" was all he added.  "No, tell me what for exactly."  "Just in case".  I reached over to run my hand over his crotch and told him "I'm not doing anything later unless you tell me what is is we'll be doing."  I undid his fly and reached in to grab his shaft, and pulled his cock out.  I slowly wanked him as I looked at him, waiting for his answer.  I put my head in his lap and such my mouth deep around his cock, fitting as much in as I could, which was only about half way, then slowly drawing it out of my mouth on the up stroke, then plunging it back in again.

He groaned with pleasure on each up slow stroke of my lips over his rock hard dick.  "Later on", he finally confessed, speaking slowly, "You're going to take my cock up your arse".  I moaned in approval as I continued to slowly suck his cock.  He continued "I can't wait to feel how tight your shit ring is going to feel around my cock as I ram it in."  I kept sucking on his cock, moaning at him to continue.  "I'm going to fuck your arse until I cum in it" and then his spunk suddenly erupted into my mouth, another big load but I managed it.  "Wow, you've probably been thinking about that all day".  "I have....is it going to happen though?"  "You think you're going to go from my pussy to my arse in barely a week?  We'll see." I smiled.  He squeezed the last bead of spunk from the end of his cock and I lapped it up with my tongue.  We got out eyes for a second then he went in for a passionate French kiss, our tongues licking each other's in our mouths, the taste of his own spunk must still have been there.  It was so horny I had to break away.

When we got to the pub there were only about 4 or 5 others, all younger than us, maybe mid 20s kind of range, all guys too so I undid about three buttons :)  Down to the mid-cleavage area anyway.  There was one guy I probably spoke to the most, "P", mainly because he took the most interest.  He wanted to know if I was dating the artist, stuff like that, a little awkward and when I said "no" it raised some eyebrows so he'd obviously saying something either about us dating, or having had sex anyway.  When I pushed him a little on it he said the artist didn't "go into details" but had said we'd had sex, so I confirmed it was just a casual thing, no biggie.  He was definitely flirting a little, more the drunker he got, and he'd start to make more contact, put his hand to my lower back, which then became my lower-lower back, and you get the picture :)

We only stayed for about an hour and a half which I was glad of.  On the taxi ride back I asked the artist what he'd said to "P" about me, he was a little coy but mentioned we'd "fooled around".  I'm sure I'll get to the truth at some point :)

Back at his the champagne cocktails were well in effect and we were soon snogging.  He led me to the bedroom and we both undressed.  He lay on the bed and I got his cock in my mouth right away.  I only blew him a little though, "Am I still taking it up the arse?" I asked, and he smiled and opened the bedside drawer and took out the lube and some condoms.  I got on all fours and he squirted the lube down my ass crack then worked it in with his fingers, rubbing my asshole and occasionally dipping a finger into my pussy, or into my ass.  He got a condom on and squirted lube on his dick too and pushed it against my bum hole, slowly pushing it in deeper and deeper.  It wasn't too bad and after five or six stroked I started to relax and loosen up a bit and it started to hit that intense sensation phase and he was able to go a little harder and faster too.  He has holding my hips tight as he pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my arse.  "Fuck that ass" I hissed in encouragement.  "You like that, you dirty bitch?  You like getting your asshole fucked?" he shouted back.  He was able to get a good speed and rhythm up, and soon it was proper porn-star anal, he was starting to really pound me, "it's so fucking tight" he told me, putting my mind at rest somewhat :) because it certainly felt tight.  His cock continued to pound me, forcing me to let out the occasional yelp or groan.  He'd alternate between holding my hips, or holding my shoulders, and sometimes I'd push back against him to meet his thrusts.  He suddenly stopped and took his cock out and said he was going to come.

I got on my back and he gripped the base of his cock while he rested a while.  Not too long though, he put more lube on and I pulled my legs up so my knees were on my chest.  "You're the dirtiest bitch I've ever fucked" he told me as his cock found my asshole again and once more shoved it in.  This position was even more intense and I gripped my legs hard, he obviously found it too intense also and within three or four strokes with him gripping the base of his cock he was cumming hard with loud grunts of satisfaction.

We lay on the bed for a while, catching our breath when he finally broke the silence;

"That was good"

"We were really going for it there, that was proper pron-star anal"

"I've never done anal before" he confessed

"I've done it but not like that, that was pretty intense"

"That was awesome"

We cuddled a bit and snogged a bit then fell asleep.  When I woke up he was next to me and was stroking his cock already.  I lay on my back and he pulled the covers off me to expose my whole naked body and he continued to masturbate, the tip of his cock rubbing against my thigh.  I tilted my body toward him slightly and soon felt the splash of warm spunk on my skin.  "Good morning to you too" I smile, grabbing last night's knickers and wiping it off.

He leaned in for a kiss and is hand touched my leg and ran slowly up my thigh.  I spread my legs slightly to let him know this turn of events was very welcome, he'd come twice since getting me off so was looking forward to some attention myself.  Sadly his fingers weren't even at my pussy lips when the doorbell went.  I told him to leave it but he grabbed his gown and went downstairs.  I heard voices and it sounded like "P" again who was taken through to the living room.  I took the opportunity to jump in the shower as I was still all sticky from last night.

Getting out the shower I took one of the artists spare robes and went downstairs also.  "P" and "TA" were both in the kitchen so I went to join them and grabbed some coffee before sitting down.  They were just chatting about whatever, about the night before and plans for next week and so on.  Not going to lie, I was a bit annoyed and waiting for him to go.  What did TA want to do?  Chat with his friend or enjoy my pussy? :)

Eventually P was shown to the door and when TA came back into the living room I was sat with my robe wide open, my legs apart and a "come get me" face on.  "How did you know P had left?  What if he was still here?" he said, teasingly.  "Then you'd need to flip a coin to see who gets to eat me out".  TA got on his knees in front of me and started to rub my clit in slow circular motions with his thumb.  I knew I was going to cum quick if he really got started.  "You'd let him?"  "I think he'd be keen, I think he'd love to be where you are right now" "And where is that?" "About to lick my cunt until I cum".  I pulled my pussy back a bit to expose my clit some more and he pushed my thighs apart and started to push his tongue against my clit while I gyrated and rubbed against it.  As predicated I was soon having a quick but very satisfying orgasm.

After that I finally got dressed and drove back home.  Later on I got some texts that seemed to be feeling me out about the whole "P" thing, I think he wasn't sure how much was just joking dirty talk and how much as actually serious.

"What would you really have done if P was with me?"

"I told you :)"

"You'd make us flip a coin?"

"Well, that bit was a joke.  It doesn't matter though, I knew you were on your own, I heard him leave, I heard you walk back on your own."

"So you wouldn't have had your pussy out like that unless you knew I was on my own?"

"I don't know, I *was* pretty horny lol  What would you have done?"

"Don't know"

Heatwave

I was out at a bar with some friends who were there with some of their friends and there was a tall skinny guy going about from person to person.  After a few hours we were going to the bar at the same time and he got talking to me.  He was older than me, maybe 50 even, and he was some kind of artist, he didn't elaborate too much but we got on ok and he was pretty funny and charming.  I'm not too into art but we got onto "artsy" movies which I quite like.  He said I should come over to his place and look at some of his art so I said I would and took his number.

The next day was a Saturday and I wasn't really going to contact him, I mean you go out and get guy's numbers and stuff but that's all it is.  I was at a bit of a loose end though and the heat was really bothering me, it's so hot right now, so I fired him a quite generic "Did you have a good night?" type text.  He replied within a few minutes, saying he did and reiterating the offer of checking out his studio if I ever had the time.  I asked him where it was, and it was only 5 or so miles away so I thought "why not?"  "Cool, we can grab some lunch when you're here" he said.  I didn't bother changing, what I had was fairly light and airy for the weather and a little sexy too, you never know :)  I had a dark blue bra and a white seethrough shirt over it and a loose blue knee-length skirt.

I drove to his place and he welcomed me in.  It was quite old fashioned inside, looked like it hadn't been redecorated for decades.  We went to the living room and he asked if I wanted a drink, maybe some wine, but I said it was a bit early for wine so just had something soft.  He had a fan running which was just the ticket so I sat down in front of that at let it blow over me.  It was so muggy I could start to feel sweat drip down my cleavage.  We chatted a while as I cooled off, then he offered to show me the studio.  He was wearing fairly nondescript clothes, just blue jeans and a white t-shirt, nothing flamboyant or extravagant like you'd maybe expect an artist to wear.

His studio was upstairs in a spare room and had some active canvasses as well as stacks of old paintings and sketches propped up against walls, in piles etc.  He seemed to do mostly landscape stuff and it was ok I guess, nothing amazingly lifelike or interestingly abstract.  I picked up a pile of papers that looked like initial sketches of people, some clothed, some nude, just outline stuff really, but one of them looked like it was a self-portrait of him nude, and while there was a fair level of detail on the torso and face the lower half had less detail....but if it was to scale then...not bad :)

I could start to feel sweat drip off me again so we went back down and I sat in front of the fan again.  I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, then paused on the third and asked "Do you mind....?" "Not at all" he replied so I undid all of the buttons and opened my shirt to let the breeze blow against my torso, sitting there pretty much just in my bra.  "Much better...." I sighed.  Eventually he suggested we go for lunch so I buttoned back up and he took us both to a cafe for coffee and cake.

"Would you say you were quite sexual?" he asked, pretty much out of nowhere
"What do you mean?"
"You didn't mind opening your top up when we were back at the studio"
"My top is seethrough so it's not like you saw much you weren't seeing before."
"Maybe, but it was still quite bold."

The word "bold" was a bit odd, but ah well.

"You should have said if it was a bit too forward"
"Not at all, it was quire refreshing actually.  Are you seeing anyone?"
"No, not really."
"Maybe when we get back we could..."

He trailed off a little and gave a knowing look.

"It's far too hot and sticky for that" I said.
"Nonsense, it's never too hot and sticky"
"I can't say I'm used to being propositioned like that...very 'bold' of you" I replied, not giving anything anyway.

We finished our lunch and went back to his place.  I took up my favourite spot in front of his fan.  "I'm hot!" I said, firing him a cheeky explanation as I undid my shirt again.  This time he quite openly ogled me as the fan blew my shirt wide apart, cooling off my skin which was already glistening uncomfortably.  "Look how sweaty I am" I said, pulling the front clasp of my bra down to expose more of my cleavage, smalls beads of sweat were forming in it, and some joining to create bigger beads.  He went to the kitchen and came back with a damp cloth.  He ran the cloth down my cleavage, then up and across my chest.  I sat with my hands on the chair rests as he moved the cloth across the exposed part of my chest and into my cleavage.  "That's nice" I said.  I looked over, his waist was about my eye line and I could see his cock was hard inside his jeans.  I looked up at him and we made knowing eye contact for a moment.

Obviously emboldened by this he lifted my bra up and so my boobs fell out.  He started to slowly run the cloth over the entirety of each of my breasts, teasing each nipple to be erect.  He put the cloth down and began to fondle me with just his bare hands, cupping them, feeling them, pinching my nipples.  He undid his fly and pulled his cock out, and those sketches were to scale alright.  He wasn't thick but it had to be about 8 inches in length maybe.  I looked up at him and we exchanged eye contact again.  "And I thought I was being forward undoing my top" "What do you want to do now?" he asked softly.  I shrugged and smiled coyly, and he followed up with "There's nothing wrong with being forward, and I like bold women."

"Do you want me to suck your cock?" He moved in a little closer, he pushed the shaft down so the head was close to my mouth, "Only if you want to".  I leaned across to close the distance and took it into my mouth.  I wrapped my hand around his bum and pulled him in close, about half of his cock sinking into my mouth.  I ran my lips over it as it slide out, then again took it in.  I did this slowly four or five times then stopped and asked "Is that good?"  "Excellent" he replied, "you're very good".  "I've had a lot of practice" I told him before going back to running my lips up and down his shaft, getting as much of his cock into my mouth as I could while he continued to feel my boobs.

He moved his cock away then got on his knees before me on the chair.  He pulled my skirt down and off, revealing that I had no knickers on.  "Wow..." he said, "I didn't expect that."  "You've caught me in a naughty mood" I said, opening my legs to expose myself.  "Now why don't you lick my pussy?"  He did so right away, spreading my legs and exposing my clit which he ran his tongue over, then started to lick my pussy lips, pushing them open with his tongue which he them dipped inside me. "You taste amazing" he said excitedly, dipping a finger inside me then licking it.  He continued to tease my pussy with his tongue, "finger me too" I instructed him which he started to do.  He used one, and then two, I could hear it slop in and out of my pussy which was soaking wet, him fingering me while he flicked my clit with his tongue.  "Oh God..." I started to pant, my breathes getting quicker and sharper, I started to feel my own nipples, flicking and pinching them, my crotch began rocking to the rhythm of his tongue, until I finally came hard with a loud moan.  He continued to lick me gently until my shuddering and twitching had stopped and my orgasm was over.

He returned to standing next to me, I took the base of his cock in my hand and started to suck him off, keeping my lips and tongue pushed against him as his cock slid back and forward.  I paused sucking him off to lick his shaft and head, telling him "You can cum in my mouth" before going back to giving him a full-on blow job.  "Naughty girl" he moaned, looking down at my head going back and forth, working his hard dick, and I moaned in agreement, then I encouraged him further with "You like some dirty bitch sucking you off, don't you?"  I worked his cock for a few more minutes and he started to tell me "I'm going to cum...I'm cumming", I moaned in anticipation, finally he gasped "God you dirty fucking slut" and started to pump cum into my mouth.  It was a big load but I handled it ok, swallowing it all down.

"That was a big load from a big cock" I told him, "Look at the state of me..."  I had sweat running down my body, my legs were spread a little and my thighs were soaking wet from pussy juices, sweat, he also had sweat running down the sides of his face.  He looked over my entire body, the ran his hands up and down it, giving my boobs a once-over and down to run his fingers over my pubes.  "I love that pussy" he said.  I was so minging I had to have a shower, then I put my clothes on and it was around 5pm or so, so started to make my excuses.  He said we should meet again soon, and with that he put his hand under my skirt to squeeze my bum while he leaned in for a kiss goodbye.

That was the Saturday and I wondered if I'd hear from him on Sunday, he seemed the type that wouldn't want to come off too keen, and it was another scorcher of a day on Sunday so I wasn't exactly gagging for a rematch right away anyway.  I got a text around 9pm though, saying it was nice to meet me again, and he said he hoped I didn't mind the "dirty talk", he just likes that kind of thing.  I think he was maybe worried I had been offended or something, and I couldn't help teasing him a little bit by responding; "You mean when you called me a dirty slut?"  "Yeah that, I just like dirty talk, it's fine if you're not into it."  I didn't want him feeling bad for long though lol so I replied; "We'd only met the night before and you were about to cum in my mouth at my insistence...what else were you supposed to call me? ;) x" To that he responded with "Goodnight :) x"

He came over to mine the following Tuesday, I had a shorter shift Tuesday so I had a bit of time to tidy up the flat, my bush and whatnot.  I wore a white t-shirt and white skirt with a red bra and thong which were both visible, hoping he wouldn't want to go out lol People would think I was a hooker.  He certainly seemed pleased when I opened the door, then I took him into the living room and we had some wine.  I sat next to him on the sofa, we were slightly turned toward each other and there was lots of flirting going on, lots of little touches and so on.  After we finished off the first bottle I opened the second.  "So...you mentioned you have had a lot of experience...?"  "I did, didn't I" I replied, running my hand up and down his leg.  "How many do you think?"  "I don't know, I don't keep count, but I've sucked a lot of cocks...maybe 100?  A few pussies too."  My hand run up his leg to his crotch and that big cock was hard and trying to leap out.  I undid his zip and he moved his jeans down a little to held it spring out of his boxers.  I put my wine glass down and put my head in his lap and slowly took his cock into my mouth, running my tongue over the tip, running my fingers up and down the base.  "When did you last lick a pussy?"  "Has to be years by now" I said, now grasping is cock in my hand.  "When did you last suck a cock before mine?"  "Months.  Am I just going to be sucking you off again or am I finally going to get fucked?"  He leaned in for a passionate kiss, and I pulled him off the sofa and took him to the bedroom.

The condoms were already on the table so he got naked and rolled one on as I got on all fours on the bed.  He lifted my skirt onto my butt and pulled my knickers down and off my legs.  I could feel the tip of his cock push against the entrance of my pussy, teasing it without putting it in, rubbing it up and down my slit.  "If it's been months you must be gagging for it"  "I am, haven't been fucked for ages".  With that he pushed his cock deep inside me, causing me to yelp a little.  He started to pound his cock into my pussy, "take this you fucking slut" he taunted as I moaned with each thrust, "dirty fucking bitch" he cussed, grabbing at my thighs, digging his hands in and using them to pull me harder onto his cock.  "Fuck me hard" I said in encouragement.  "Your cunt is soaking wet", and he was right, even I could hear my pussy squelch as his cock pushed in and out.  "Your cock does that to me" I said.  "Let me see that pussy again" - he maneuvered me onto my back and spread my legs wide.  He pushed his cock back inside me and leaned down over me, supporting himself on his elbows.  I put my arms around his back which was wet and sticky, sweat dripped from his chin onto my body.  "Give it to me" I hissed in his ear as his big cock gave me a damn good fucking, "your cock's so fucking big".  He knelt upright again and pushed my legs up so my knees were beside my body; "Here I go..." he cried out and with slow deep thrusts he finally came.

His cock slipped out and he collapsed on his back beside me.  We were both sweating, the johnny filled with cum still on his cock, resting against his belly.  I waited for us to get our breath back and pulled it off and wrapped it in some tissue.  I was lying on my front and he put his hand between my legs and ran a finger up the slit of my pussy then he slid his finger inside me.  He got behind me on the bed and spread my legs out wider.  He spread my cheeks and started to lick my asshole.  He continued to flick his tongue over it while he slid his finger in and out of my pussy, pushing his tongue hard against my asshole to try and push it in, licking me as he finger fucked me.  He then slid two fingers into my pussy, then took them out and out one in my ass and the other my cunt.  "I fucking love that" I told him, reaching under my body to start to rub my clit.  I moaned as I was close to cumming....he kept his finger in my ass and moved the other in and out my pussy as I rubbed my clit and I finally came myself, my pussy clenching and my asshole clenching around his finger.

"That's me, I'm done now" I gasped, exhausted with the sex and the heat.

We rested for a bit then showered and got dressed.  We spent the rest of the evening cuddling on the sofa which was quite nice really, we had a few passionate snogs too.  He was full of complements about my sexual performance, I'm not sure if he just hasn't had too much raunchy sex before or if he was just buttering me up.  He wanted to stay the night, but I told him I had work in the morning, and besides you should always leave them wanting more :)