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Satisfying Sarah
written by:
SteveTheBull

Last weekend, I was invited to a little get together at my coworker, Pete's, house. Pete and I have worked together for over two years, but have never really spent much time together; he's a low-key guy who mostly keeps to himself. Pete had just bought a new house, and invited everyone from work to a small housewarming party.

When I arrived, there was already a crowd on the deck in front of the house, and I recognized a number of people from work. I grabbed a cold beer from the cooler and joined them. After a while, I saw Pete, together with an absolutely stunning brunette. She was probably about 5'5, with beautiful curves and tanned, toned legs showing under her dress. But what really caught my attention was her face: her high cheekbones, perfect skin, and dark, piercing eyes. I thought she must be his daughter, until he introduced her to me as his wife.

I don't know if the surprise showed on my face as I introduced myself. But as she returned the greeting, her dark eyes held my gaze. "Sarah," she said, her small hand squeezing mine firmly. I could immediately feel my heart beating in my chest, as my cock stirred in my pants.

"Enjoy the party," Pete said, as he walked off. Sarah stayed behind.

"So you work with Pete?" she asked. I nodded. "Well I don't like talking about work," she said, grabbing my arm, and leading me toward a table with an assortment of liquor bottles. Her manner caught me off-guard. This beautiful woman was acting as if we had known each other for a long time, and wasn't shy about feeling my arm and my waist in front of her husband's friends. "A drink?" she asked.

I raised the beer I had in my hand. "I'm good for now," I said.

"Bullshit," she said, handing me a shot of something clear. When she saw me hesitate, she put on a mock exasperated face. "You're not going to make me drink alone, are you?"

"Well," I said, "when you put it like that..." We touched glasses, threw back the shots, and put the little glasses back on the table. It was sweet but strong. Before I could stop her, she was already refilling our glasses. "Easy," I said, "I'm driving!"

"You'll be here long enough to work through it," she said, handing me the glass again. "Chin chin!"

After I took the shot, I started to feel paranoid, like everyone could see that Pete's wife was openly flirting with me. I looked around. I couldn't spot Pete, and meanwhile, everyone else seemed to be having a good time and didn't take notice of me and Sarah.

"Come on," she said, wrapping her arm around my waist, "let me show you around." She led me into the house, and immediately the noise from outside grew fainter. She showed me several rooms that were piled with boxes and furniture wrapped in plastic, and honestly I didn't quite have the imagination needed to get excited about this empty house.

"But the best part," she said, as we reached a closed, upstairs door, "is the room with the view!" She opened the door to a master bedroom with a wall of windows facing looking out over a forested hillscape. Unlike the rest of the house, this room looked like it had been inhabited forever. I walked to the windows and admired the view.

I heard Sarah close the door and lock it behind her, and sensed her walk up behind me. Her hands touched my back, worked their way to my chest, and dropped slowly down to my abs. I felt her head leaning against my spine, and she breathed heavily through her nose, smelling me. "I want to see your body," she told me, with lust in her voice.

"Sarah, your husband is right outside! Why don't we get together another ti—"

"He won't come up here," she interrupted me before I could finish my objection. "Trust me." I turned around, and she began unbuttoning my shirt. As she opened it, she put her lips to my sculpted, hairless pecs, and started placing kisses on them, working her way down to my abs. I couldn't believe this was happening, but by now I was getting a growing erection, and could feel my willpower giving way to my desire.

As her lips reached my navel, she started to unbuckle my belt. She reached inside my pants, and pulled out my thick, semi-hard cock. With her fingers wrapped around the base, she looked at it appreciatively, then looked up and locked eyes with me, as she brought the tip to her lips. She rubbed it around, my precum making her red lips glisten. My cock pulsed as it hardened to its full length of 7.5", and she ducked down to lick its underside, running her tongue up from my balls to my tip, before opening her mouth and taking the head in her mouth.

Her mouth felt hot and wet, and she had no trouble fitting my 6.75" girth in. She worked her tongue around my head expertly, as she pumped her hand up and down, jerking me into her mouth. By now, any thought of her husband catching us had vanished from my mind. I was just there, in the moment, with a beautiful woman eagerly sucking me off.

She pulled me out of her mouth, and stopped jerking me. She pulled my pants down. Then she started to take her own clothes off, and I scrambled to do the same. In a moment, we were facing each other naked, and for the first time I could truly appreciate the perfection of her body. She must have been about 30, but she had the body of a hot 25-year old. She had pert, maybe C-cup breasts, a flat belly with lightly defined abs, and a smooth round ass that made my mouth water.

She lay down on the bed, and I couldn't help but notice her cleanly shaven pussy, its long lips shining with her wetness. As she lay back, her beautiful, natural breasts flattened against her slightly. She edged back onto the bed, and opened her legs invitingly.

On autopilot now, I moved toward the bed, pinning her down with my hands on either side of her head, and the weight of my body pushing down on her. My cock was squeezed between us, and I had to resist the urge to shove it into her. She lifted her head up and started to kiss me, while her hand slid down my body, between my legs. When she found my penis, she wrapped her fingers around its shaft, and began to move it toward her pussy. She rubbed it up and down her lips two or three times, spreading her natural lubrication around. Then she lined me up, and I pushed inside her.

Her eyes closed and she exhaled sharply, with a gentle moan. Her pussy felt burning hot around me, and I could feel her tightness. I wanted to savor the moment, so I moved slowly. I eased myself all the way into her, and she continued gently moaning. When I was all the way in, she placed her hands on my ass and pulled me into herself. "Stay there," she whispered to me. I focused on the feeling as my cock stretched her out, and then realized that she was working the muscles inside her pussy. I can't describe how good that felt, as she massaged my dick with her insides.

I kissed her again, as I pulled out. Her hands were still wrapped around my waist, and she pulled me into her hard. I began to build up a rhythm, and after only a minute, her breathing and moans told me she was about to cum. I pushed deeply into her with every stroke, steadily building up the speed and strength of my thrusts. "Yesssssssss," she hissed. "Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me!" she moaned, louder than before, her hips bucking against mine, grinding her clit against me as my cock worked in and out of her.

Her orgasm lasted probably 30 seconds or more, before she stopped moaning. She looked at me, breathing heavily, her forehead covered in a thin sheen of sweat. "I want you to cum inside me," she said. That was music to my ears. I pulled myself out of her, then turned her over, so I could enter her from behind. Her round, tanned ass pushed back toward me, and I took a moment to enjoy the view. Her pussy was bright pink, surrounded by a white ring of her cum. Her wetness had dripped down, so that parts of her ass glistened, and her asshole was covered in some of her cum.

I couldn't resist, and lowered my head between her ass cheeks, pushing my tongue into her, tasting her pussy's flavor. I ran my tongue along her lips, sucking on her long labia. She had a wonderful, subtle womanly taste to her. I straightened up, and lined the head of my cock to her opening. As I slowly pushed it in, I relished the sight of her pussy stretching open to accommodate my thickness.

I placed my hands on her hips, and pulled her against myself, her ass making a satisfying smacking sound as our bodies came together. Her moans grew deeper as I picked up my pace. I could feel her fingers rubbing her clit, and soon she was cumming again.

The sound of her cumming, and the sight of her sexy body pushing against mine made me feel the beginnings of my own orgasm. I leaned forward, wrapping my hands around her tits, and using them as handles, pulled her hard against me, as I thrust harder and deeper into her, relishing the feeling of her soft ass cushioning every blow. Suddenly, I felt myself at the point of no return, and instinct took over the movements of my body. I squeezed her tits hard, and rammed myself deeply into her, grunting as I came. As the electrical feeling coursed through my body, I shot my load deep inside her, to the sound of her moaning. I continued thrusting long after I had finished cumming, the last spasms feeling incredible inside her soaking wet pussy. Finally, I stopped moving, and we collapsed together onto the bed.

"That was exactly what I needed," she said to me, dreamily.

Once I'd caught my breath, I remembered where I was, and that at any moment, Pete could walk in on us. I got up from the bed and started to put my clothes back on. Looking up from buttoning my shirt, I saw that she was doing the same, and I took a moment to appreciate the view of her bending over to put on her thong.

When she stood up, to my horror, I saw the bright red marks I had left on her breasts when I squeezed them while cumming. She followed my eyes, saw the marks, and shrugged. "I'll figure something out," she said. "Don't worry. Pete's not the suspicious type, and I've done this before."

We finished getting dressed, and straightened out our appearances in the bathroom. "Before I forget," she said, "give me your number."

We walked out separately, and I rejoined my coworkers. I'd only been gone about 15 minutes, and nobody had noticed my absence. In my pocket, my phone buzzed. I looked at it, and saw a text message from an unknown number. I looked up and caught Sarah looking at me with an impish grin. I read her message.

I think you left a gallon of cum inside me! I'm trying to hold it in, but it's trying to get out. When are we doing this again?

I felt someone slap me on the back, and turned around to see Pete. "Having a good time?" he asked.

"You've got a great place," I told him. Then I typed my reply to his wife.

Very soon.

To be continued...

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