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 :)

Waxing

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It's a man's job pt 2

So I got a text message from Amanda's ex, not too surprised about that;

 

AX: Forgot to ask, did you like the finger up the butt? :)
Me: I came didn't I? :)
AX: Yeah you sure did :)
AX: You like more than just a finger?
Me: I have been known to take more than just a finger from time to time
AX: Cool, maybe next time....? :)
Me: lol you know there can't be a next time
AX: Ok that's fine, can't blame a guy for trying :)

 

A few hours later I then got a text asking if I wanted to get some lunch on Saturday.  I agreed, maybe it'll finally get it through to him that he won't be getting anything.  If he does bring it up then maybe I can tease him a little too :)

It's a man's job

One of my girlfriends was moving out of her ex's place after they split up, and I'm a kind of mutual friend, but more importantly I don't live too far from him so she tasked me to pick up some of her possessions.  I'd met him a few times, I'm not particularly close to either of them (they're both a few years older than me) but I agreed to do it anyway.

 

I went around at the allotted time and he told me most of her stuff was in bags in the loft conversion.  He brought the ladder down , if was one of those steep ones, and said to just look around and help myself, it should all be in bags.  "Ok, are you going to go up there?" I asked him but he said I'd better do it myself.  So I asked if he was going to put the kettle on or something and he said he didn't realise I was staying for a brew.  So I had to just be straight-forward and come right out with it :)  I pulled at the hem of the shortish, frilly white summer skirt I was wearing and told him "It's just that I'm not wearing any knickers, so if I'm going to go up that ladder I'd rather you weren't here".  He seem quite flustered at that, poor soul, and said that he'd go put the kettle on and to come get him when I was done.

 

I darted up the ladder and things were much as he'd said, all in bin bags so I opened them to make sure they looked like they were her things and tossed them down.  When I was finished I went looking for him and found him in the kitchen.  "All done?" he asked, "yeah thanks" I said.  He raised a coffee mug by way of asking if I wanted one but I said I'd better not.  "Sorry about before", he added, seeming less flustered now, "I didn't know you were the commando type".  "I'm not the commando type at all, but in a skirt like this sometimes it's better not to", at which he nodded before adding "VPL?".  I laughed and told him I was here to get the bags, not to discuss my underwear which got him a little red faced again.

 

I loaded the bags into my car and took them back to my place.  A few days later he sent me a text saying there were two more bags but that he'd drop them around and when would I be in.  I told him he could drop them off at the weekend, which he did on the Saturday afternoon.  I invited him and took him to the spare room to put the bags with the rest of them.  "Time for a cuppa?" I asked, and he agreed.  Whilst making it in the kitchen he apologised again for the other day; "You must think I'm a pervert" he said, "No, I just think you're a man!" His eyes darted downward for a few moments, making me somewhat conscious of the fact that I was in a skirt again.  "Luckily I don't need to claim any ladders today", to which he replied "Shame" with a smile and sipped his coffee.  "You and Amanda have just split up, I'm sure you're not interested in that, or at least you shouldn't be, not with me anyway" I half scolded and half teased.  Truth of the matter was that Amanda was pretty much the opposite of me, she was dark and slim with a fairly pert body despite being older.

 

"I have a deal", I finally announced, "The back lawn needs mowing which is clearly a man job, so if you do it for me I'll let you find out something I think you're dying to know."  "Ok" he enthusiastically replied and I showed him to the lawn mower.

 

It took about half an hour and when he was done he was pretty sweaty so I let him shower off and clean himself up.  I led him to the bedroom and told him to lie on the bed.  "What is it I'm going to find out?" he asked.  I straddled him on the bed and shuffled up the bed on my knees until I was over his head, him staring up at my crotch.  "Am I wearing knickers?" I asked.  "Black thong..." he reported.  I stayed when I was, and gaining courage he ran his hands up the back to my legs to then squeeze my bum.  I gyrated my hips and he moved his hand to the front to pull my knickers aside.  He raised his head up to access to my pussy which he slowly licked and kissed.  "You were only meant to look...." I said while stifling a moan...it had been a while and this was rather nice so I didn't want it to stop.  I pushed down on him and rubbed my pussy against his outstretched tongue as it flicked my clit and explored my lips.  I started to pant and gasp as he brought me quickly to orgasm...my legs hugged the side of his head tightly as I came.

 

I collapsed on my back and he got on his knees, undid his trousers, lifted and separated my knees, pulled my knickers aside and within moments his cock was inside me, long slow strokes burrowing his whole shaft balls deep.  He only lasted five or six strokes before he pulled out, pointed his cock at my belly and shot his cum over me in three or four jets.  It couldn't have been more than 5 minutes and we'd both cum.

 

We lay on the bed and I re-iterated that he was only supposed to look, but that I didn't mind, however he wasn't  to say anything to Amanda which he agreed to.  "My turn for a shower now" I said as I took myself off to the bathroom.  When I was done he was all dressed and left soon after.

A few days later I got a text from him;

 

"Need any more jobs done? ;)"
"No I'm back to doing those job by myself now :p"
"Shame, it was fun"

 

I didn't reply, but he then sent

 

"It was more of a quickie though, I'd love to do something proper :)"
"You're my friend's ex, so no!"
"You seemed to enjoy it...."
"I did, but I hadn't had any action for months!"
"Neither had I!"

 

I didn't reply right away, but I thought about it and the next morning I texted him;

 

"Just once though....and I swear that's all!"
"Now? :)"
"No, come around about 7".

 

So I got showered, gave my bush a nice trim, and come 7pm the doorbell went.  I wasn't wearing underwear, just a white shirt and jeans.  I invited him in and he had two bottles of wine so I took him through to the kitchen and proceeded to open a bottle.

 

"Wine?  Thought maybe you'd what a wham-bam-thankyou-maam?"
"Not at all." he replied, but I could see him unashamedly eyeing up my boobs under my tshirt.

I poured us both a drink and sat at the kitchen table;

"Show us your cock then" I smiled.

 

He seemed a little shocked :) but as I sipped my wine he obediently took his trousers off and pulled off his boxers.  It was ok, fairly average, fully shaven.  I motioned him to stand beside me and I took his flaccid cock in my hand and started to slowly work my hand up and down it.

 

"Do you liked a fully shaved pussy?"  I asked.  "I don't mind as long as it's neat" he said, his cock starting to grow harder and harder.  "You wearing a bra?" he asked.  I shook my head, "No knickers either" I added.  I started to kiss the tip of his cock, and lick the shaft.  "You like getting your cock sucked?" I teased.  "Oh yeah."  With that I sank my mouth slowly down his cock, then slowly up again, repeating this three or four times.  "That good?" "Amazing" he replied.  "Come on...." I said and led him to the bedroom.

 

He undressed and lay on the bed, and I also undressed.  I attacked his rigid cock with a few more deep strokes of my mouth, then got a condom from the drawer and rolled it down him.  I got on top, guiding his cock into my pussy, then started riding him...pushing down and rubbing my clit against him.  I leaned forward and he grabbed my boobs and help them to his mouth and licked and kissed my nipples.  He didn't move his hips, instead letting me do the work and find my own rhythm.  Feeling like I was using his cock for my own pleasure and focussing only on myself was such a turn on.  "You're going to make me cum" I offered by way of encouragement to keep going, pushing my clit down on him, then feeling his tongue on my nipples on the upstroke.  We'd only been going a few minutes by my breath was already getting heavy, and sensing I was on the verge of cumming he started to breath heavy too until I finally reached orgasm with his cock buried deep inside me.

I only had a few moments to catch my breath before I was being manoeuvred onto all fours where he proceeded to fuck me hard from behind, lasting only seconds before slowing his pace and then pulling out, "I don't want to cum yet" he said, lying down on his back and I could see his cock twitching, around it a condom streaked with my pussy juices.  I took the condom off and chucked it on the bedside table.  I got on my knees between his legs and took his cock into my mouth, slowly working on it with my lips and tongue.  He started to pant and groan loudly so I continued and within moments he was cumming in my mouth.

 

Having swallowed it all I lay on my back and he returned the favour; getting between my legs he opened them wide, exposing my pussy and clit.  He manoeuvred a finger inside me and finger fucked up until he found a pace I liked and then started to lick my clit too.  I "oohed" and "ahhed" to let him know exactly what I liked.  "Keep going...." I whispered, thoroughly enjoying the attention.  My own moans got louder, and sensing I was close to cumming also he slipped a finger up my arsehole while his tongue continued to lap at my clit and his other finger sliding in and out of my pussy.  "I'm cumming...." I cried out and promptly did, my body shaking and twitching until I was finished.

We rested for a bit then got dressed and went to the living room to finish off the wine.  "Was that better?" I asked.  "Much" he smiled back, raising his glass, "I could probably go again in a while though."  It was fairly late and we chatted for a while until the wine was all gone, it was about 1am I think.  "You want to call a taxi?" I asked.  "Sure", and he took his wallet out, opened it and took out a wrapped condom.  "For the road?" he asked with a smile.  "Go on then" I laughed.  I took my jeans and knickers down and sat on the sofa, legs spread.  He pulled his jeans down a little, put the condom on and knelt in front of me, sliding his cock right inside me.  I reached back to hold the sofa's head rest and he grabbed at my boobs over my t-shirt while fucking me with a medium pace.  He moved his hand down to gently rub my clit, I closed my eyes and just concentrated on enjoying the experience.  We fucked in silence, but after a while he started to go soft so we stopped.  "You're not a young man that can fuck all night anymore" I teased him, "but don't feel too bad, you got a lot of pussy tonight."

He got on his phone and ordered a taxi while I got myself presentable, then saw him out.  I have a feeling it won't be last I hear from him!

Train quickie

I was coming back on the train with my friend and we were in a section of four seats where the seats face each other.  It was fairly busy and across from us was a youngish black guy who had nodded off.  My friend digged me with her elbow and indicated toward him.  I looked for a few seconds before I could see what she was trying to point it...it looked like he had an erection.  A nice erection too.  "Should we take a picture?" I asked but my friend just said I was terrible.

 

It was her stop so she got up to get off which woke the guy up.  He looked around a bit and we caught eyes and I smiled.  "Nice dream?" I asked.  "Sorry?" he replied.  "You looked a little excited when you were sleeping" I said, nodding down to his crotch, "What to borrow my paper?" I smiled.  He looked down and smiled back, "Sorry about that, it's on its way down thanks", and he grabbed it and rearranged a little.  "Any better?" he asked.  "Why don't you just go to the toilet and...you know."  "I dunno, I might."  I urged him on so he got up to go to the toilet.  It was one of those trains where the toilet is in an area at the back in its own section by the bikes so it was fairly private.  A few steps up the aisle he looked back at me and pointed toward where the toilets were as if to ask if I was coming.  It looked like he was joking but I went anyway lol.

 

There was no-one in that section of the train so we both went in, and I put the toilet lid down and sat on it and he faced me and quickly took his trousers and boxers down to his knees, his black cock staring me in the face.  He was fully shaven and looked circumcised too.  It was fairly average in size but had a bit of a bend to it.  "What's your name, by the way?" I asked.  "Jake, yours?".  "Hi Jake I'm Rachael" I said back then gripped his cock in my hand.  "I'm going to bust a nut any second" he said, sounding somewhat rushed.  I held my fingers to my lips to shoosh him, then ran my lips over the head of his cock, then back to the tip.  Then I ran my lips down a bit further and withdrew, doing that slowly and gently until I couldn't go down any deeper.  He gripped the sides of the toilet and moved his hips with the rhythm of my mouth.  I reached up to feel his balls in my hand.  He was tensing them quite badly and suddenly his cum erupted into my mouth as he exhaled deeply.

 

When he was finished cumming he slid his cock out of my mouth and pulled his jeans back up.  "You're good at that" he complimented me, "sorry I didn't last".  We fixed ourselves up went and sat back down and I was feeling so horny, looking around a people thinking I'd just sucked someone off.  He gave me his number and said we should "hook up" sometime.  Not sure if he meant it but I'll keep it in mind.

 

When I got back home I went straight to the bedroom and used my vibrator.  My knickers were in such a state!

New lodger pt 2

About a week later he came back from a visit home and I asked him how things were going with his wife and he said so-so, he was still seeing her a few times a week.  "Do you guys still....?" I asked.  He went red which pretty much gave me my answer.  "Have you had sex with us both on the same day?" I followed up, but he denied that they were sleeping together but I bet they were.  "Tell me" I teased, "I don't mind.  Is she as good as me?"  "We don't have sex" was his emphatic response.  I got close and started to stroke his crotch, "Am I your slut on the side?" I asked, feeling him get hard, "Do you think about me when you fuck her?".  We kissed passionately as he felt my tits, "What position does she like?" I asked again, not letting it drop :)  He unzipped himself and took out his cock.

I got down on my haunches and took his cock in my mouth and it tasted like rubber.  "You wear condoms with her?" I asked.  I took a few more sucks of his cock then stopped, standing back up.  "You fucked her this morning, didn't you?" I interrogated while going in for a passionate kiss.  I stroked his cock while we kissed, his hands all over my body, squeezing my tits and bum.  He started to twitch and jerk and pushed his cock against me while some spunk dribbled out as he orgasmed.

That weekend I was having a Saturday morning lie-in and could hear him walking about to the bathroom so I called him into my bedroom.  I was naked but under the duvet, I asked if he was seeing his wife this weekend but he said he wasn't.  As a bit of chit chat I asked what he was planning to do instead and he said he didn't know, and I could see him mentally removing the duvet.  I put my hands behind my head and said I didn't know what I was going to do either, was just enjoying a lie in.  He was standing by my bed and we fell into a silence.  Eventually he moved his hand toward the duvet and seemed to stroke it.  "Ok" he said, and with a gentle pull the duvet lowered enough to expose part of my nipple.  He pulled it down some more to expose my boobs completely.  "Just having a lie in?" he asked, to which I replied "Yeah, I'll see what I feel like doing later".  He started to grope my breasts, teasing my nipples to an erect state, pinching them between his fingers.  He pulled the duvet away to completely expose my whole body, and his hands ran down my belly and his fingers toyed with my bush.  His finger pushed on and went inside my lips to find my clit, and he slowly ran his finger up and down it and I couldn't help but react, writhing with his touch.  "You like that?" he asked.  "Can't you tell?".

He took a johnny from the bedside cabinet, dropped his trousers and boxers and rolled it over his cock.  Getting into the bed on top of me I opened my legs and he guided his cock into me.  He fucked me slowly, licking and sucking my nipples as his cock slid in and out.  I reached around and grabbed his bum, pulling him deep into me.  We started to kiss sensually, it was quite a passionate and erotic fuck.  At the deepest point of penetration he was stimulating my clit, "keep going and you'll make me cum" I whispered.  We continued with his penetrating rhythm, alternating his mouth between licking my nipples and kissing me slowly on the mouth.  I grabbed his body and held it in tight as he finally pushed me to the point of an amazing orgasm...my body bucked as I moaned loudly.

He waited for my orgasm to end, then sat himself up and spread my legs to see his cock work its way in and out of my pussy, fucking me faster until he was cumming himself, filling the condom with spunk as it was buried inside me.  We lay in the bed for a while after, my thighs were wet and sticky with my juices.  Still completely exposed in front of him he told me that this was probably the "last time", that he was planning on moving back in with his wife.  I told him that was fine, and at least we had some fun.

He pretty much kept to his word and a week later he had moved back to his wife.  The sex was good, not amazing, and I was glad for the occasional action.