The Symphony Concert
written by:
happydocky

. The Symphony Concert

I had been looking forward to the opening night of our local symphony concert for weeks. There were several reasons: it was a program of all French music. Two of the main pieces had sexual themes. And I was really excited to be going with my new love interest, Kimberly.

The program in and of itself was interesting. Right before intermission, "Bolero" of Ravel was slated. This was the seductive, sensuous music featured in the movie "10" some years back. The plaintive, melodious line starts very quietly and keeps getting repeated, louder and louder, and more insistently, until there is basically an orgasmic explosion at the end. Definitely great music to get a date warmed up by if they are "classically inclined" - and Kim was. The second half featured another piece by Ravel, Daphnis et Chloe. This music, some of Ravel's best, was described as a "choreographed symphony" by Ravel and focused on a 3rd century AD myth from the writer Longus about the love between a goatherd and a shepherdess. It has been a perennial audience favorite, and I loved the lush harmonies. All in all, there was plenty to look forward to!

I prepared for the evening by my usual Saturday routine: a thorough workout. Ever since my divorce, I had focused on maximizing myself physically, intellectually, and sexually. Today was none other. My alarm went off at 5 a.m, and I did my one hour meditation, then went into my exercise room at my home for a one and half hour workout with crunches, ab and lat work, and my upper body program, which was slated that day. The universal gym I had bought with the increased money that I actually could keep from my paycheck after my divorce was a pleasure to use. Multiple sets to exhaustion left me feeling pleasantly fatigued. My muscles were pumped. After the workout, I had an invigorating shower. Not only did I focus on getting "clean all over" but I took care in shaving off any stray hairs around the base of my cock and my balls. I had started keeping my cock and balls absolutely hairless since my divorce - I found that women, if they were "orally inclined" seemed to be far more enthusiastic about slipping me down deep inside their throats if I was clean shaven. And I was definitely hoping for some of that tonight!

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. I dressed in a conservative navy blue suit with white shirt and immaculate, conservative navy tie, and headed out to meet my date of the evening.

Kimberly Strathmore had caught my eye from the first moment I had seen her last winter. She was working in a local bookstore that I liked to frequent. She was a petite, roughly 5 foot four inch hardbody with a beautiful face, and lovely brunette hair which was long and curled softly around her neck. Her high, round, full breasts pushed strongly against the beautiful sweater she was wearing. Other than the overall appearance, however, what caught my attention was not the books that she was shelving but her striking and very tasteful outfit for the winter months. It was a beautiful sweater and long, black skirt with black boots. All told, seasonally appropriate. But what really grabbed my eyeballs was how tight the black skirt was - almost like it was painted on. It clung to the hard curves of her butt like it had been vacuum sealed there. I looked in vain for panty lines and didn't see them. Could she have been nude underneath it?

I had struck up a conversation with her (I'll tell you more about how I learned to remake myself after my divorce in subsequent stories) and we hit it off. I promised to call her in the future. We had a couple of coffee dates but nothing serious. Every time I was around her I got a hard-on just looking at her - and that was fully clothed! I did my best to be socially discrete.

Recently, I had called her for an invitation to the opening symphony concert of the fall season and she had accepted. It seemed she like classical music - a definite plus!

I hopped in my month-old all black Pontiac Solstice and headed out to pick Kim up. I had left the top down, because it w as beautiful, crisp fall evening and the interior heat was perfectly adequate. The Solstice was a hell of a lot of fun. I had purchased it with black body, black top, and black interior as well as a turbo engine. Basically, I had had it optioned out. I wanted the best! It was great fun to drive, and it oozed sex appeal and youthful fun - my new image!

When I rang Kim's bell, she opened the door and promptly took my breath way. The skirt that she had had on at the book store definitely did not compare to this one! Kim was sporting another skin tight dress that she could never have worn to work. It was a simple yet elegant one piece black dress, with a fairly modest below-the-knees hemline, but cut very low in the front. I noticed two things immediately. First, an incredibly generous amount of cleavage was showing, and her breasts were high, hard, and firm. A simple yet elegant pendant necklace hung between her breasts, bringing attention to their beauty. The second thing which seemed clear to me was that she wasn't wearing a bra - and didn't appear to need one! My erection commenced, unbidden, when I saw how thing the material of the dress was: her nipples were clearly visible.

Kim caught my glance, as well as noticed the "rise" in the front of my trousers, and grinned. "Glad you like the dress!" and she winked at me. She turned to pick up her wrap from where she had casually tossed it on a chair in her fashionable apartment, and I saw the rest of what this dress had to offer. It was wide open in the back and cut spectacularly low - right above where her ass crack would begin to show. Her firm hips waggled seductively as she walked over to get her wrap. The lower part of the dress was a wrap around type, and there was a seam on the left. I wondered idly if I would be slipping my hand in there later tonight.!

There was also the impression of a very brief thong denting the otherwise unbroken line of the dress in the back. My erection sprang the rest of the way up, and I wasn't certain what to do about it.

Kim pulled her wrap around her quickly, turned around, and headed to me, ready to go. She glanced down again - probably to see if she had had more of an effect on me, and noticed that she had. I was unquestionably protruding!

"Hmmm," she grinned. "Looks like you REALLY like this dress. I got it just for this occasion!" She came up to me kissed me lightly on the lips, and just briefly caressed the front of my slacks, then turned quickly to depart. This was the first time she had flirted this openly with me. The smell of her perfume and her closeness, not to mention the sex appeal that she was oozing had me wanting to tackle her and have her on the carpet right there. Probably not a cool thing to do - particularly given that we both liked classical music, the tickets were great, and we had both been looking forward to it. The possibility of sex would have to wait - but I had a definite feeling I was going to be lucky tonight given the way that she was dressed. There could really be no other conclusion other than she wanted to tease me and then get laid in the worst possible way. No other explanation could account for her incredibly sexually titillating outfit or her obvious flirting.

I followed Kim out to my car, watching her round, tight ass undulate underneath the skin tight dress and wrap she had tossed over her shoulders. From the back, with the wrap on, the dress seemed a whole lot more conservative than it was. But there was no denying the waggle and undulation of her butt. I stared. Hard.

When we got to the car, I chivalrously opened Kim's door and watched her gracefully settle into the front seat. Her round breasts jiggled beneath the front of her dress, and I got an eyeful as she sat down and the top of the dress gaped away from her. Suddenly, I was looking down the tops of her round, succulent breasts almost to the nipple. She glanced up, caught my eyes, and grinned. She knew what she was doing, the vixen!

I closed her door, got in on my side, and fired up the engine, constantly mindful of my companion. The 2.0 liter Turbo Ecotec engine rumbled throatily to life. I glanced over at Kim. Her grace, beauty, sensuality, and the smell of her perfume was intoxicating. We drove directly to the concert hall, with our plans being drinks and dinner afterwards. I parked the car and walked in side by side with Kim, my hand occasionally touching her shoulders and guiding us to our seats. We chatted pleasantly as the hall filled up with the evening patrons, all eager for a wonderful concert experience. I had the feeling that my evening's experiences would be far more spectacular than most there, glancing around the mostly middle aged and older crowd with bald heads, pot bellies, and fat, frumpy matrons. Kim and I made a beautiful couple. As I chatted, I occasionally glanced down to the hollow between her two beautiful breasts and the very discrete, simple pearl pendant necklace that nestled between her breasts. Kim occasionally caught me glancing and grinned. We talked about the evening's program, starting with the Ravel Valses nobles et sentimentales - another favorite of mine.

The house lights dimmed, the conductor took the stage, and the audience applauded appreciatively and warmly to greet our conductor and symphony for the first concert of the season. The Valses piece was beautifully and magically played. There was a brief pause as the stage was reset, and then the conductor returned to take firm control of the orchestra as it began the famous - some would call it infamous - Bolero. The drums started very softly and discretely, and then the plaintive voice of the oboe appeared. Kim cocked her head to the side entranced. As the theme repeated with constantly added instruments and the piece got steadily louder and more sexual, with an insistent percussive beat, I noticed that she was looking more flushed. Her lips parted slightly and she moved quietly from side to side in the chair, almost as if readjusting herself because she was uncomfortable. She snuggled up to me and I put my arm around her as the music continued building. As it slowly and inexorably built to its thunderous climax, I noticed that she was panting a little bit and rocking slowly back and forth. She turned and whispered into my ear, "This music is SO sexy!" I noticed she was flushed. I turned my head to her and kissed her briefly and quickly on the side of her neck, eliciting a quiet gasp of excitement from her, but quickly and discretely turned my head back to listen to the rest of the piece. Didn't want to create a scene, after all!

As Kim snuggled into me, I enjoyed the view down the front of her dress, her beautiful, firm breasts pushing out the material. It seemed to me that her nipples were considerably harder, and were pushing out against the sheer material almost like little pencil erasers. A disapproving glance from a plump matron to Kim's right let me know I'd been "made" as I was enjoying the view.

The music reached its shattering climax with Kim almost moaning in excitement and squirming. As the house lights came up, she sat up, still looking flushed. "Incredible!" she said. "I'd never heard that. Wow, I don't know what came over me!"

I decided to start dropping hints. "Well, it's kind of like sex," I started. She looked up sharply. "If you're a really good lover, you start slowly and quietly, and then you begin getting your partner more and more excited in a crescendo of passion - exactly like Bolero did in this piece. Actually, if you think about it, it's a little musical portrayal of sex."

"Hmm," she flirted, grinning at me. "Do you make love like Ravel writes music?"

I leaned in close and whispered into her ear, "Better. MUCH better."

I noticed a little shudder and gasp go through Kim. "Let's go get some champagne," I said, breaking the moment. There would be time enough for me to continue stoking her fires later that night.

Kim preceded me out to the mezzanine area where tuxedoed servers were pouring champagne. I paid for our drinks quickly and followed her as she walked ahead of me to the balcony overlooking the area below. Kim let her wrap slip a little bit behind her neck, revealing her upper back and the strong and firm muscles there. It looked almost like she was topless underneath the wrap when you looked at her from behind. I grinned to myself. Wow, if these old fogies just knew what was beneath that dress!

We finished our drinks and headed back in. The lights dimmed, and the familiar and lush harmonies of the Daphnis et Chloe suite began. Kim again looked flushed, and she slipped her wrap from her shoulders, leaning forward slightly, then placing it between us on the arm wrest. My cock hardened immediately in my pants, going from relatively semi-hard - where it had been all night - to rigid. Kim leaned over and snuggled, and I glanced down at her beautiful, nude back, nude all the way down to her butt in the chair. I thought I detected a thong with thread like diameter dropping between her ass cheeks. Since she was snuggling, I thought I'd do the same. With my right arm that was cradling her, I casually let my hand drop down and stroked her down lower on her back. "That's so sexy..." Kim breathed into my ear. She was definitely looking flushed again. My finger tips slipped beneath the back of her dress and encountered her thong. Yep - it was incredibly brief - basically with what felt like a single cord going down between her ass cheeks.

"You dress sexy," I murmured to her.

"Hmmm, thanks," she whispered back.

I decided to push my luck, and reached inside her thong with my index finger, getting a firm grip of it. Then I began pulling it up, like I was trying to remove her thong from beneath her dress.

"Ooooh, stop that - she whispered - you're pulling it up into me."

I grinned, relaxed a little, and then began a rhythmic contraction of my finger pulling it up, then relaxing. Pulling it up, then relaxing. The net effect was obviously that I was pulling the front of her thong inside her pussy, and probably against her clitoris.

Kim's breathing increased. Fortunately, the fat society matron from the first half of the night had departed, and there was no one on our right. People behind us couldn't see what I was doing - only that it looked like we were cuddling.

Kim began gasping slightly, and her face was decidedly flushed. The music was long ago forgotten, even though it was beautiful. Of more interest to me was the beauty on my right. Her breasts heaved, her nipples elongated even more, and her hips began moving almost of their own volition on the chair.

"You're going to get me dripping wet," she hissed looking at me with a flushed expression. I was dripping too, but I had taken care of my situation earlier by putting a little extra "padding' in my briefs - specifically, a super absorbent paper towel to catch the "dripping" from me. I figured that I probably would be doing some serious dripping tonight. I was right. I congratulated myself for my foresight.

"What's the matter - getting too warm in here for you?" I whispered conspiratorially to her, as her hips moved from side to side as I pulled her thong against her clit. I could just imagine how it was dipping into her folds.

"I can take the heat," she replied, "But if you keep it up, I'm going to be so juicy that it'll smell obvious. You've got to stop!" she panted.

"OK, I sighed, removing my hand from beneath her dress, but giving one ass cheek a little squeeze as I extricated myself.

I behaved myself the rest of the concert, as did Kim. The ballet suite came to its magnificent conclusion, the orchestra and conductor were warmly applauded, and Kim and I headed out. I followed her up the aisle. She had replaced the wrap, but it was dropping down lower now - to about mid-back. Other fat matrons looked at my gorgeous date and sniffed disapprovingly. Guys ate her with their eyes. "I've got her all to myself tonight, guys," I said to myself, "And I think I'm going to be really, really lucky."

We got out to my Solstice, and as I opened the door for Kim, she turned to me, gracefully taking me into her arms. "Thanks for a wonderful concert," she said, kissing me warmly on the lips and then slipping her tongue into my mouth. I stiffened again and she stepped up to me, rubbing her loins against my hard cock. My hands came up underneath the elegant shawl, grasping her ass, and making love to the warm muscular buttocks. I again slipped a finger inside and pulled playfully on the thong.

"You've got a real thing for that thong, don't you?" she teased, grinning at me.

"Yep - sure do. It's sexy, but it keeps getting in the way," I teased back.

"Humph. Well, maybe I'll have to do something about it later," she hinted playfully.

I got in on my side of the sports coupe, dropped the top, and aimed the convertible at our restaurant for the evening, a darkly lighted and expensive place with a great wine list and terrific food.

We were seated and I consulted the wine list. They had a Spotswood Cabernet - one of my favorites. I ordered us a bottle, and we chatted as we reviewed the concert, talked about the music, and placed our orders.

"That was one of the sexiest concerts I've ever been to," Kim grinned at me.

"Oh? I asked, playing dumb. "What was so sexy about it?"

"The music, the company, the innuendo, and ‘that thing you did' - with my thong. Hmm. Gets my motor running just thinking about it. You were a naughty boy," she grinned.

"Ah, that's not naughty. That's only a warm up," I bantered back.

"Think you're the only one that can play naughty?" she teased.

"No, what do you have in mind?" I asked.

Kim stood up. "I'll be right back, she said, and headed to the women's restroom. I watched her go - as did about every other male in the restaurant, her hips waggling underneath the wrap - which she was still wearing for the purpose of social decency.

I took a few sips of my wine waiting for Kim to return. I knew something was up, because I saw men's heads turn as I spotted her walking back to me. She was holding her wrap in her hand, obviously flashing everybody in the restaurant with the site of her nude back and the toned flesh all the way down to her butt. I gallantly stood up when she returned to our booth. As she neared me, she reached over, handing me her wrap, then taking her place across from me.

"What are you trying to do, start a riot?" I grinned at her.

"No - I told you, that concert made me H OT," she breathed as looked right into my eyes.

I sensed there was more.

"How hot did it make you?" I teased.

She grinned, then slid her closed fist across the table at me, opening it to reveal a ridiculously brief thong which was sopping wet.

"So hot that I had to take off my little panties," she grinned at me.

My cock sprang fully to attention, and I could feel pre-come oozing out of me. She was flushed. I was flushed.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," I played along. "Is there anything I could do to make you feel better?"

"Well, I think I need a little ventilation," she replied.

"What kind of ventilation?"

By that time, our salads had arrived and we continued to banter, our eyes locked together as we ate, flirted, and sipped our wine.

"Oh, I don't know - perhaps you'll think of something," she flirted, grinned at me and ran her tongue around her lips.

Our desserts arrived, with our waiter unabashedly staring at Kim's décolletage and her nude back, as she sat away from the cushion.

"Here, let me come join you for dessert." I slid around the table and sat close to Kim, sliding my dessert and wine across the table toward me.

"Now, what were you saying about being too hot?" I started to tease.

She grinned. "Steaming," she breathed.

"Well, considering how damp these little panties were..." and I put them out on the table in front of her in plane sight, "It seems to me that you must be just really hot underneath that dress.

"You're right. It's boiling down there," she breathed into my ear, running her tongue around it. I shivered.

"That's unfortunate," I whispered back. "What you need is ventilation."

And, as I took a bite of my dessert, I put my fork down, and casually dropped my hand to her knee. "If you're too hot down there, you need to let some air in." I slid my hand between the gaps on the left side of her skirt, encountering no resistance, and began slowly sliding my hand up her bare inner thigh, grazing her skin with my fingernails. Kim inhaled sharply, and subtly widened her thighs. I kept going up, teasing her casually as I let my eyes drift around the restaurant to make sure no one was paying overly close attention. As my fingers, drifted slowly higher and higher, Kim's breathing picked up. I eventually arrived at my destination - the junction between her thighs. Which was bare. Nude. No trace of hair of any kind. And very, very wet.

"You must be hot underneath here - you're sweating terribly," I breathed into her hear, running my tongue around her ear this time.

"Come here," I commanded, pulling her to me, putting my right arm around her nearly bare shoulders, and continuing my deft exploration with the fingers of my left hand.

I continued to tease her, just grazing the outside of her pussy lips, which were dripping, but not doing anything else. Her breathing notably picked up. Then, I reached casually around her right side with my fingers, and closed in on the nipple of her right breast, scratching at it idly with my fingernail. Kim's breathing picked up again. She turned more toward me and widened her legs, pushing down on my fingers.

"What's the matter - you not comfortable?" I grinned at her.

"No, I'm not!" she hissed at me, grinning.

"Why not?"

"Because I want your fingers in me, and I want your mouth on my nipple, and I want to do all kinds of things to you tonight!"

"Oh, do tell?" I continued to tease as I deftly slipped my second and third finger into her dripping pussy, then rubbing her juices over her clit and beginning to stroke it lightly.

"What kinds of things do you want to do?"

She looked at me. "I want you to eat me out and put your tongue where your fingers are. And I want to swallow you down my throat. And then, I want to fuck your lights out." Her breathing was faster. There was no doubt where this evening was going!

We had finished what we wanted of our desserts, and they were pushed firmly out of our way. We rearranged ourselves discreetly as our waiter returned to whisk the dishes away and provide us some after dinner coffee.

"How do I know that that's not just all big talk? You might just be teasing me for this evening and a good meal, and planning on going back to your apartment all alone, by yourself," I kidded.

"Hmm. I have an idea about what I can do to convince you," Kim chuckled, and reached beneath my napkin for my zipper.

My god. Right in the middle of a restaurant! Thankfully it was a DARK restaurant, and we were in an even darker booth in a corner of it. No one had direct line of sight.

Kim deftly grasped my zipper and tugged it down. "It's not fair that I'm the only one who's ‘not hot'" she breathed. Her fingers slipped inside and pulled me out from my bikini briefs, paper towel attached. "What's this?" she grinned?

"Think of it as a male tampon," I joked. It was to keep me socially appropriate tonight since you had me dripping all night."

"So that's how you did it!" she grinned, whisking it aside, and grasping my man meat firmly with her hand, wrapping it firmly around my shaft. She leaned into me, kissed me, and forced my lips apart with tongue. She pushed strongly into my mouth, battling my tongue with her tongue in a simulation of the way our bodies would surely contort later on that evening. As she did, so, she slowly began stroking up and down, my cock oozing pre-cum and easily lubricating my seven inches for her hand.

"You've got a big fat one," she whispered into my ear.

"Yes ma'am, I certainly do, and I know how to use it," I flirted back.

"I'll just bet you do, Kim grinned at me, firmly stroking me. "Say, does this table push back?"

"Yes, why?" I asked.

"Oh, I was just getting a little crowded," she smirked.

I carefully pushed it back a little. About that time, our waiter came with our check. Kim, I noticed, made sure that I was hidden underneath the napkin, but didn't take her hand off me. I jerked unconcsciously in her hand

"Thanks for the lovely service," Kim said looking the guy dead in the eyes. "We're really quite done here and won't need anything else. Could you give us just a few minutes?"

The waiter looked from Kim's beautiful face, to mine, to her hand under the napkin in my lap, to her beautiful breasts, and then back to her face.

"Unh, yeah! Sure, no problem ma'am," he stammered, and then turned on his heel and vanished.

I kissed Kim. "Boy, I bet you gave him some kind of thrill!" I kidded her.

"Yeah, but not as big a thrill as I'm going to give you!"

"Oh, really? Why is that?"

Kim said nothing, leaned over, blew out the small flickering candle at our table, and slipped quickly and easily off her seat and then underneath the table. She whisked my napkin to the side and promptly impaled her mouth on my cock, which slid all the way back down the back of her throat. I grunted in surprise.

"What do you think you're doing?" I hissed at her.

"Ummh, glub, slurp, suck, ummh, ummh, ummh," were the noises emanating from my lap as Kim sucked me in and out of her throat. She pulled off, squeezed me, and promptly licked a huge amount of ooze off the tip of my cock.

"Showing my appreciation for a wonderful evening," she grinned. "And I'm just warming up." Then, slurp, she took my cock in and buried her mouth to the hilt against my abdomen, sheathing seven inches of rock hard cock down her throat.

She orally ministered to me for a few more minutes and - thankfully - nobody came by. If she kept it up, she was going to make me come in her mouth right there in the restaurant!

"You're going to have to stop," I told her, "or you're going to make me come right here!"

Kim popped of with a light slurp, then daintily placed my napkin back on my rock hard cock. It had the bizarre look of a small tent pitched on my lap with my cock as the center pole. Kim sat back next to me, rearranging herself, flipping her hair back behind her neck, and reapplying some lipstick from her purse. I realized I probably had what she was wearing smeared all over my cock. I struggled to get my cock back inside my briefs as she did so.

"Are you ready?" I grinned at her.

"Absolutely!" she breathed in my ear.

To my astonishment, Kim simply held her wrap over her right arm as she walked ahead of me out of the restaurant. This time, I looked down her back to right above her butt, knowing that she was totally nude underneath the dress. She would never be getting that thong back; I had left it as a souvenir for our waiter on the table.

Kim shamelessly waggled her hips back and forth in front of me, deliberately rolling them more than usual from side to side, it seemed to me. Her tits jiggled sexily in front of her, her nipples rock hard underneath. She not only oozed sex metaphorically, but I could smell her oozing it between her legs. She had a definite aroma of pussy mixing around her shoulders and blending with her exotic perfume. She glanced over her shoulder and her nude back coquettishly. All the men's eyes in the restaurant were riveted to Kim watching her breasts jiggle and her hips sway from side to side as we made our way past the maitre d's stand and out the door.

Kim continued to undulate her hips as we walked to the elevator for our floor in the parking ramp. As we waited for the car to arrive, I stepped up behind her, slid both hands into the bottom of her dress, and slide them down to her butt, grasping her cheeks firmly. "I love your butt," I breathed into her right ear as she tipped her head to the side. She pressed back against me sexily, pushing her butt into my groin and rubbing my cock between the cheeks of her ass.

The elevator doors opened. Fortunately, no one was inside. I was almost beside myself with lust at this point. Kim whirled to face me as the doors closed, reaching behind me, pulling me to her, and locking her lips to mine. She reached down, pulled my ass toward her, and deliberately ground her pussy against my cock. I could feel myself pushing against her folds through the very thin material of your skirt. I slipped my right hand inside the gap of her skirt, reached around, flipped it up, and grabbed her ass with both of my hands.

My tongue battled with hers, as we tried to suck each other's tongues out of our mouth.

"Oooh," Kim panted, "I want to be fucked. Badly."

"Where do you want it, baby?" I whispered.

She rotated her pussy against me. "I don't know where. But SOON!" she hissed.

The elevator dinged, the doors opened, and we emerged on the floor for my car. It was the last one there, everyone else having left for the night. We were alone, and it was deserted. This gave me ideas. I wasn't the only, apparently. As we got to the car, Kim turned around flirtatiously. "I just had one problem in the restaurant, sweetie," she said coyly.

"Oh, what was that?"

"There were too many people around and I was a little inhibited."

I chuckled. "If THAT was inhibited, I'd hate to see you when you're UN-inhibited," I joked.

"Oh, I can get that way," she hinted dangerously. She tossed me her wrap, continuing toward the car shamelessly waggling her hips. When we got to her side, she turned to me expectantly, with a strange expression in her eyes.

"Have you ever been sucked in a parking ramp?" she grinned.

"Hmm, can't say I have," I replied.

"Well, there's a first time for everything." She reached out, zipped me down confidently, and seized my cock, pulling it roughly but not unkindly out. She promptly squatted down in front of me and swallowed me down her mouth, slurping away again. This time she was more uninhibited, and more artful. Kim withdrew me, flicked her tongue maddeningly about my tip, and pulled strongly against me, squeezing precum out my end where it oozed strongly. She stuck out her tongue and lapped it up. I noticed she was smearing lipstick again on me, but I wasn't complaining.

Kim continued to tease me, alternately just nibbling on my tip and then sliding her head down all the way, deep throating my seven inches and sliding me past her tonsils and deep inside her throat. She swallowed and hummed while she did so, squeezing me with the top of her esophagus muscles inside her throat. I could feel myself oozing inside of her. She slowed her assault on me long enough to look up.

"Enjoying your little treat?" she grinned.

"Absolutely! I replied.

"Anything else you'd like?"

"Yeah, I want to fuck you right here."

Kim grinned from ear to ear. She did not appear at all offended by the bluntness and coarseness of my language.

Kim glanced around. The place was totally deserted. She walked over to the front of my car and leaned over, reaching behind her and flipping her skirt up. She spread her legs and assumed a wide stance, her high heels emphasizing the lean muscles of her legs and pushing her ass out saucily. I was looking at the most beautiful shaved pussy I had ever seen.

"OK, Doc, fuck me," she commanded.

I came up behind her, running my hands over her bare naked ass then reaching around in front to cup her succulent breasts. I squeezed her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers on both hands, teasing them both playfully and sensuously. .

I kissed her neck, using my tongue on it and running it up to her left ear. Her breathing had definitely picked up.

"No," I told her.

"What do you mean ‘no'?" she demanded. She rubbed her bare ass checks back against my rigid cock when was sliding beneath her pussy lips.

"No, because I want to do something else!" I told her.

"God, what?!" she demanded.

"This!" I said, as I dropped to my knees behind her, spread her thighs, and jammed my tongue all the way into her as far as I could get it.

"Ooooh!" she exclaimed, panting with excitement. I grabbed her ass cheeks with my hands, spreading them apart, then reached inside her legs, deftly spreading her pussy lips as wide as possible. I alternated between jamming my tongue inside of her and pushing from side to side, and aiming a little higher, at her little clit bud in front, flicking it and writing the letters of the alphabet over it.

"You're going to make me come!" she hissed.

"No I'm not. You're not coming yet," I told her stepping back.

Kim dropped to her knees in front of the car and devoured my cock, slurping at me ferociously. "Well, if I'm not going to come, you are!"

"Nope, not going to do that either," I told her as I pulled out of her mouth, and flipped her around, and pushed her up onto the hood of the car. I pushed her dress up over her hips and slid into her in one thrust. She was literally so wet that pussy juices were dripping down between her legs.

"Oooh!" Kim gasped as I slid into her. She promptly began rotating her hips underneath me wantonly, and as I plunged into her, she squeezed me with her internal muscles, milking me with her cunt.

"Hmm, you sexy little wench, where did you learn to do that?" I asked her.

"Well, while I was shelving books at the bookstore, I had the chance to read quite a number of the sex books. I've got all kinds of techniques!" she told me squeezing me forcefully again several times.

I upped the ante by pushing her legs farther apart, getting right up on top of her, and sliding my 7 inches in her far enough to feel her cervix at the tip. I began pushing on it, causing Kim to gasp.

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she cried, pushing back on me desperately.

I kept ramming her, feeding her the length of my man meet, slamming into her, and her beautiful, hot, flushed face. Her nipples were like rocks. I reached up and swept the shoulder straps of her dress down over her arms, and pulled it away from her firm tits. For the first time ever, I had a chance to gaze on her beautiful, incredibly firm melons. They were lager than normal for a girl her size - probably between a C or D cup, and they looked huge on her five foot four frame. They jiggled as I slammed into her. I leaned down and began devouring her left breast, then switched to her right. Her dress was bunched at her waist. For all intents and purposes, I was fucking a beautiful nude girl on top of my car.

I continued to pound into her as she squeezed me and gyrated her hips around on me. The pace of her coupling increased, and I knew that if I didn't stop soon, she, or I, or both were going to come. That wasn't my plan however. I wanted to tease her unmercifully, get her excited, then frustrate her, remaining in control of the situation. Kim's breathing picked up until it was coming in gasps.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh!!! I'm going to cum!" she told me, panting in between thrusts.

I pulled out. "Nope, I don't think I'm going to let you."

"What do you mean?" she almost shrieked at me, reaching out for my cock. She leaped off the hood of the car, locked her lips on mine, and ferociously began squeezing my cock. Then she dropped to her knees. "What do you want?" she gasped, "Do you want me to suck you some more?"

She opened her mouth wide and grabbed me roughly pulling me to her. Then she reached behind me, grasping my butt, and pulled me into her. Keeping her mouth wide, she slid me back and forth.

"Fuck my mouth," she demanded. "Fuck it hard. Use me. I'm so turned on."

I grabbed her head. Her mouth opened even wider, I slammed into the back of her throat. She was totally relaxed. "Hmm, hmm, urp, ungh, ungh," came the sounds as her mouth fucked me with ferocious intensity.

Suddenly, I pulled back and held out my hands for her to stand up. She did. I moved to embrace her, kissing her passionately, and then gathered up her dress in the back and grasped it with both hands. She was rotating her cunt lips over my cock, desperate for our joining. I began pulling upward and, raising the dress up to her arms.

"What do you want?" she gasped.

"Reach up!" I told her. Kim did and I lifted her dress totally off her body. She was completely nude except for her heels.

"Doc!" she said. "What if somebody comes?"

I cupped her ass cheeks, pulled her up, and entered her standing up with one thrust.

"What if they do?" I grinned. "It'll be one thing they'll never forget!"

I continued to fuck her, getting Kim excited and to the point of orgasm, but then pulling back. Over and over I teased her.

"OK," I said, "Enough of that." I opened the trunk, tossed in her dress, but returned the wrap to her. "Let's go."

"What are you talking about?" she demanded.

"We're going to my place." I chivalrously held her door open for her again, watching incredulity battle with raw sensual pleasure on her face. She kissed me sexily, giving me lots of tongue, and reached down to squeeze my cock with both hands.

"Does that mean I'm finally going to get this back inside me and get to come?" she demanded.

"That's the general idea," I told her.

Kim pulled the wrap around her shoulders. From inside the car, it was clear that she was bare ass naked, but from outside, she just looked like a stylishly glad woman with an elegant evening shawl.

I fired up the turbo and eased the Solstice forward. We pulled out of the garage and made our way through the city streets, and hit the interstate. Kim reached over and grasped my cock. She grinned wickedly, slid down on her side, dodged the shift lever, and fastened her lips over my cock.

"Just for that, I think I'm going to tease you all the way back to your place," she grinned wickedly.

And she did. She used her tongue, her lips, her teeth, and tortured me. She bit my cock lightly, biting it all up and down. She sucked it ferociously, then backed off. She reached around, opened my slacks, pushed my briefs down further, and got to where she could begin licking on just the front of my balls.

"When I get to your place, I'm going to suck your balls into my mouth," she whispered to me.

"When we get back to my place, I'm going to let you do that, and then I'm going to fuck you silly," I replied.

I drove as fast as I dared to get back to my place, pulling into my parking spot a little after 1 a.m. It was deserted.

"Feeling lucky?" I asked

"If you're asking what I think you're asking, sure, let's go for it," Kim grinned.

I limbered up my keys and we go out of the car, me with my cock jutting straight out from my pants, and Kim bare ass naked and looking glorious in the moonlight.

"Let's go, she whispered. "I'm dying to have you inside of me again."

We walked quickly over to the door of my townhome as I limbered up my keys, but, rather than immediately insert them into the door, I came up behind Kim, cupping her luscious breasts with my hands, and kissing her neck again.

"Ooooh," she gasped. "If you keep that up, I'll want you to fuck me right here."

"And what's the matter with that idea?" I asked.

Kim thrust her haunches out at me. "Do it then," she demanded. "Take me right here like a slut. I'm yours."

I slowly fed her my cock between her dripping cunt lips. Kim was gasping and panting.

"Umph, umph, ump.... Oh my God! Oh Doc, fuck me!" she gasped.

And I did, vigorously! After a couple of minutes of our sexual adventurousness, I decided it was time for a definitive end to our evening flirtatiousness. Quickly unlocking the door we stumbled inside, Kim unsheathing herself long enough for us to get inside and lock the door. I flipped on some lights and marveled at her beautiful nakedness.

"You are so hot, and so sexy," I told her. "Are you ready to get for me to fuck your lights out?"

"You betcha," Kim breathed, starting with the buttons of my shirt. My cock was still protruding lewdly. I pulled my belt and started lowering the pants right when Kim got my shirt off. I quickly pulled everything off in one fell swoop - pants, socks, shoes, and stood against her, my rigid cock pointing sharply out and with not a stick of clothes in between us. She still stood nude in her heels, having not taken them off. I think she knew it made her much sexier. She leaned back against the wall, cocking her hips to the side. "I want to fuck. How do you want me?"

"Right here!" I told her. I walked up to her, grabbed her right leg, pulled it up, and aimed the tip of my cock at her dripping cunt. I slid easily into her again, her copious moisture lubricating the way.

"Umhhh," she Kim sighed. I fucked her slowly and calmly to begin with, kissing her, locking my lips to hers, and battling with her sexy tongue. She panted and gasped as we fucked, and the thrusting of her hips became more desperate.

"Kick of your heels," I told her. Kim reached down, unbuckled the straps behind her ankles, and kicked them off quickly. I led her to my sofa, which had a wider section on it for cuddling, and eased her down on it. Quickly I climbed on top of her sliding in to her warm, squeezing, succulent pussy.

We were far past foreplay. We were into serious fucking. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she demanded. I did so, pounding into her. I could feel her mounting to an orgasm. "Oooh - I'm going to come!" she gasped.

I fought to maintain control. I had some measure of reserve left. "Do it. Come for me baby!" I gasped in between thrusts. Suddenly Kim's entire body stiffened. "God!! I'm coming! I'm coming!!!" she screamed. I held still inside of her, using the stiffness of my cock and pushing it deep into her to bring her off. I was afraid if I kept thrusting, I'd lose control.

"Anhhh," she sighed as she relaxed for a minute.

"I'm not done yet," I told her and flipped her over. She quickly knew what I wanted, pushed her ass out in the air obscenely, and spread her cheeks, giving me another view of her beautiful sweet, ever-so-fuckable pussy. I speared her again, and pushed her head down. Now I had a clear shot at her from the rear. I got up behind her so that I could spear her even farther in.

"Ooooh!" Kim gasped. "Ohh, ohh, ohh. I'm going to come again!"

Again I concentrated on getting her off. I spread her cheeks and used my fingers to pull her cunt lips apart, and then concentrating on shafting her deep inside and keeping my cock up against her cervix, pushing hard against it.

"Oooooh!" Kim hissed, as another orgasm tore through her body. I grinned to myself with a sense of accomplishment. Just like the Bolero, everything the entire night had been building to this moment, this final orgasmic climax.

I slowed down, my rigid cock still inside her.

She looked around, puzzled. "You haven't come yet?" she demanded. "What's the matter? I'm not sexy enough for you?" She grinned. Obviously she knew that that wasn't the reason.

"I've been holding off. I wanted you to have several orgasms before I went off. Although I can get it back really quickly, I just wanted to focus on your pleasure."

"Thanks so much," she breathed. She pulled off of me, turned, and kissed me on my lips.

Then she pushed me backwards, onto my back on the couch grabbed my hard cock, and slid it into her, mounting me. She leaned over and kissed me. We cuddled and kissed, with me occasionally giving a thrust.

"Hmmmm. I could still have another one," she giggled.

"Oh good, so could I" I joked.

"I bet you could, Doc. How do you want it? I want to please you. Do you want me to suck you off? Do you want to come inside of me? What do you want?" She asked this tenderly between kisses and thrusts of our joined loins.

"I want to build us both up to an incredible climax. I want you to come first, and then I want you to suck me off and swallow me down."

Kim took this in without batting an eye. "I would love to. I want you to fuck me, and you know I like sucking on you, obviously. What you don't know is that I love swallowing." She grinned wickedly.

"Great - we've got a plan!" I grinned at her.

The pace of our fucking slowly and inexorably increased. Kim's beautiful body was a sight to behold as she crouched above me, her trim and muscular thighs spread, her beautiful breasts bouncing gently as she moved up and down over me. I grasped her hips and began thrusting in earnest.

"Hmmph! Oooh! Oh my God! I'm getting close!" Kim gasped between ragged breaths as we moved toward our climax together.

"Oh! I'm THERE!" she screamed. I felt her cunt convulsing around my rigid cock, grasping me and milking me as her third orgasm fired off. I knew I wasn't going to be able to last long.

Kim's orgasm kept rippling through her for another 30 seconds or so, actually extending into a second wave where her previous orgasm blended into the next. That's four. I smiled smugly to myself. Clearly, she was going to remember this night. I wouldn't be having to ask twice for dates with her in the future.

"I'm close!" I told her.

Kim pulled herself off of me, stretched out, and again took me into her mouth.

"Come for me, baby! Come into my mouth. Give it to me!" She alternated talking to me, squeezing and pulling on my cock, and slamming me down into her throat. I could feel the granddaddy of all orgasms building inside of me. It was a wonder I had held onto it this long.

"Come on baby, give it to me. I want your come. Shoot it into me. I want it on my face, in my mouth. I want to swallow you down." There were clearly no barriers in place for Kim's expression of her sensuality at this point. She was a red hot, fucking, sucking, sex machine. I felt myself losing control.

"I'm there! I'm cumming!" I gasped.

Kim pulled her head off my cock, and grasped me firmly, with a rock hard grasp as I began to spasm. She was trapping my cum! I felt it desperately trying to escape. For a moment, I wasn't sure what was going on, but then I realized what she was up to when she aimed my cock at her open mouth and released her grip.

A blast of white come shot through the air with incredible force, right into her mouth. I kept spurting. Kim moved my cock around quickly, shooting some of it on her face, but then quickly sheathed me in her mouth and slid me down her throat as I finished off. She swallowed deliberately, milking me with her throat muscles as my exquisite spasming subsided. She grasped my balls tenderly with her hands, massaging them gently as I shot my load deep down her throat.

"Oh, oh, ohhhh!" I sighed, totally spent.

I looked at Kim. She had traces of my cum dribbling from the sides of her mouth, and obvious cum on her face where she had deliberately shot it.

"Oooh," she said, as she squeezed her breasts, and rocked gently from side to side, still slurping on my dick. She laved me tenderly with her tongue licking at me and sucking on me gently as I began to deflate. She cleaned every trace of cum off of me, licking it all up.

"Ooooh, that was SEXY," she purred, collapsing against my chest as we cuddled. I held her close and stroked her.

"Let's go to your bedroom," she breathed into my ear as she got up. I watched her spectacular nude form begin to walk away from me. I pointed the way to the stairs going up to the second floor of my townhome. Her hips waggled in front of me, and I looked right at her bare and shaven pussy as she ascended in front of me. Who knew where the evening would lead now? And would I be getting any sleep?

I wasn't certain, but I was looking forward to finding out. Whatever was going to happen next, I had the feeling that this was going to be the beginning of many more interesting experiences with Kim. All in all, a wonderful and fitting conclusion to the evening. Who knew what the future would hold?

[Coming up in Part II - what happens when things go "BUMP!" in the night. What happens when Happydoc and Kim wake up the next morning! And for any of your hardbodies out there that may be looking for some fun, write to the Happydoc and let me know what you thought of my story from the woman's point of view. Any volunteers for symphony concerts, write me. ]