Story outline: Attending Bill's birthday party, in a sexy little black skater dress and little more, Roxanne noticed that she was just one of a handful of invited women, while the men, a good few of who were black, outnumbered them many times over.
"Yes, Bill, lick my clit, make cum, you lovely bastard," I urged, my legs spread wide and open for him as I watched my co-worker circle my clit with perfect rhythm and all while three of his fingers massaged the folds of my dripping wet pussy.
We had just finished a meeting with a client. To celebrate its success he slapped his hand on my ass. Rather than slap him round the face for sexual harassment, I leaned over the meeting room table, placed my hands on the surface and moved my feet apart, inviting his further attention.
Knelt behind me, his hands on my skirt in readiness to lift it up, he pondered: "Thong or panties." Whichever, it was damp as always.
Of all the work colleagues I've fucked, and there have been several, Bill is the most considerate. He knows not to waste the time we could otherwise be enjoying ourselves with prolonged foreplay by taking me out for a meal like all the others. Not only that, but he's got this lovely long dick that reaches so many other parts; my sweet spot for one.
Slowly yet teasingly, as he drew up my skirt, he caught a glimpse of my shapely round ass cheeks, naked, save for the narrow strap of my black thong. The perfect item of underwear, next to a g-string, for getting a good fucking.
Yes, as every woman knows, the design makes it easy to move the gusset to the side, unlike panties, and we had very little time to take advantage of that. All the same, Bill wasn't remiss with his attention to my needs. Granted, it wouldn't be anywhere close to the hours of pleasure that he devotes to me outside of work but I was quite horny he noticed as I surreptitiously stroked his thigh during the meeting - I'm such a slut like that.
With the strap exposed, he wasted little time in sliding his right thumb under it and then sliding it up and down, from the very top all the way down past my asshole to the base of my wet pussy then back up again to the middle. He then drew it to one side and momentarily teased my rosebud with his tongue tip before slowly sliding it down over my perineum, which he subsequently teased before finally arriving at my dripping wet pussy.
"God, yes. Quick, before someone comes in," I voiced my concern.
"It's okay, I checked, there are no more meetings planned until after lunch. I also took the precaution of locking the door when they left," he informed me.
"So, we've got -"
"Quite a while, enough for me to enjoy this lovely wet pussy of yours," he said; music to my ears.
In view of that piece of information, most welcome, in fact, I reached back and urged Bill up. Having released him, I turned around and undid my skirt, letting it slide down my lithe nylon clad legs to the floor. Not one for stockings, I was wearing a pair of black hold ups with a broad lace top. I stepped out of my skirt and hooked it to one side with the toe end of my right shoe, one of a pair of black slingbacks that had a five inch heel. I then leaned against the table, perching on it almost, drew my thong to one side and enjoined, "Eat me."
Bill didn't need a second invitation to dine on my cunt. He grabbed my slender waist and jolted me up onto the table. "Oh yes, you lovely animal," I cried out, as my ass plopped on the cold wooden surface, regardless of my wetness soon to leak on it. He then grabbed each leg behind my knees and urged them back and out.
I was as good as spread-eagled for him as he lowered his head. I sighed when he flared his nostrils inches from my silky smooth pussy mound, which has a fine black landing strip just above my clit. His warm breath danced across my lips, which he soon had between those of his, sucking them with a passion as he stroked my clit, which, by then, was distended.
In little time at all, he was slowly, teasingly slithering his tongue along the line of my dripping wet slit as I held my legs akimbo and watched as he feasted on me. His flicks became both urgent and deeper. Soon his tongue was inside my hot wet cunt, fucking me with it and making me cum. He swirled his tongue around the inner folds of my pussy as I stroked and combed his short blond hair.
He looked up at me devilishly and then his tongue was on my clit. The lovely bastard was intent on making me cum again, flooding my pussy with my sweet juices.
I was gasping and panting as he stood up. I watched as he unzipped his trousers and reached inside for his cock. The head glistened from the pre-cum that had oozed out. Nevertheless, he rubbed the warm velvety head up and down my slit, eliciting a groan and moan as my desire to have him once more inside me took over.
"Fuck me, Bill, fuck me and cum inside me," I urged, my voice almost frantic.
I then felt him slide the underside of his cock along my slit, coating it with my honey juices. With the next forward momentum, he slipped effortlessly inside and filled me up.
"Fuck, yes!" I gasped. I reached up with both hands, grasped his hips and urged him to fuck me. His cock pounded deep inside me. Unlike a bed, there was no recoil, no back spring on my part. It was hard and deep, so lovely and hard and deep. He stroked my clit throughout with perfect rhythm and we came together. Bill's creamy hot spunk erupted inside me as I drenched his lovely cock with my climatic juices.
As I got dressed afterwards, after I had sucked and licked his cock clean, of course, Bill asked me if I had any plans for Saturday evening.
"No. Why?" I enquired, intrigued, nonetheless. It was Monday. Bill usually asked me out a few days beforehand.
"It's my birthday. My 26th. I'm having a party with some friends, those from outside work," he assured me.
"Sure, okay," I said agreeably. It would be nice to meet some of his friends, and who knows...!
Until then, and even though we had several more opportunities to bump pelvises together, ‘we' managed to resist the temptation.
Bill had long realised the type of horny slut I was from the Christmas office party of just four months ago. And so I looked forward to something similar from his friends; maybe with Bill also joining in. Although I'm not quite the whore of the song by the Police, I do enjoy the occasional gangbang, pulling a train as it were.
When I arrived home from work that evening, I looked through my wardrobe for something both sexy and eye-catching. I figured there would be other women attending, and so it was. Nothing excited me, and so I took off from work early the following day to visit a shop in town. It was late, 20 minutes before closing time. Although Edward, the shop's owner, from who I had bought several dresses before wasn't there, a young man, one who was well-dressed in a blazer, shirt, tie and trousers, let me browse around while eyeing me up and down.
In little time at all, I found three different dresses - two cocktail ones and a skater dress. "May I try these on?" I asked of him. He smiled as he came over and then escorted me to the changing room area. I left two outside as was usual and stepped into a moderately sized cubicle. There was a gap below the door, for obvious reasons and a seat against the left wall with two hooks some distance above it while the facing wall had a long mirror on it.
Ideally, with the dresses I had chosen, the only underwear I would be wearing were hold ups and so I quickly unclipped my bra, releasing my 38D tits and then slid my thong down and off. Having zipped up the first dress, it looked different on me. I had an hourglass-type figure. Curves in all the right places. It hung rather than clung. Still wearing it, I stepped outside and quickly took the next one. It fitted okay, sure, but it was no way daring enough for what I wanted.
"Ah, excellent," he extolled, when I stepped out of the cubicle to hang the first one up and try on the third.
"It's okay, just not...you know," I intimated and went back inside.
The skater one would be perfect if it fitted me close enough. It had a single broad shoulder strap that went diagonally from the low yolk of my cleavage. Because of my cup size, a generous ‘D', it pushed my tits together and made them swell. ‘Certainly eye-catching,' I noticed from the reflection in the mirror while a long slit ran up the right side to the top of my thigh and made it easy for my dance partners to cop a feel of what I had to offer.
"Yes, perfect," I exclaimed, before looking at the price tag, a staggering £300. It was more than I had expected to pay for just one night's wear, irrespective of how fetching it looked.
As if sensing my predicament, the young man casually made his way over and opened the door. I awaited his compliment as he looked me up and down. "Excellent, very sexy, chique," he praised.
‘Emn, don't I know it,' I said to myself.
"The price. It's a bit more than -" was all I got out.
"I'm the owner's son, I can give a pretty lady like yourself a special discount," he said and winked.
I did so want it, while what's another random fuck to a slut like me. I nodded, approvingly, and then he left to go and lock the shop door.
"The dress, you've taken it off," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with surprise.
"Yes, it's for a party, a friend's 26th. I didn't want to get it stained," I said, as I stood there in my red thong, my tits brazenly displayed for his regard.
He certainly made me work for the discount, a third off as it turned out. With me knelt down on the cold tiled floor of the cubicle my right hand grasping my left wrist behind me, I watched as he removed his jacket and undid his trousers, which he slid down to his knees along with his pants. His cock, that is to say, the groin and balls were hairless; devoid of pubes, his shaft seemed longer as it angled up from his groin.
I licked my lips from side to side, eager to feel the warmth of his cock both on and between them and then moved forward - tongue extended. His hand was quickly on my curly black shoulder-length hair, urging me forward as his cock slid along my tongue. I felt the warm pulsating head against the back of my mouth moments before it was urged into my throat.
"Oh yes, you do that so well," he lauded.
"Lick my cock as I fuck your mouth and throat," he urged, my lips resting against his shaved groin as his rampant cockhead throbbed in my throat.
He fucked my face for a good five minutes, drool hung from my chin only to break off and land on my naked tits. God, I was so horny and wet after that, something that he noticed from the staining on my red thong.
"You're wet, let's see if we can make you wetter, shall we," he seemed to jeer.
I had certainly made myself available for him and he took full advantage of it. With me stood, he knelt down and with a thumb hooked under each side of my thong's waistband he drew it down.
"Sexy, very sexy," he crooned, and then drew up his almost clenched right hand, his index finger extended.
A frisson of pleasure ran up my spine when he flicked my cunt lips, stopping short of catching my clit the same.
"Sit down," he invited me. If he carried on, my knees would have surely buckled, only he had an ulterior motive.
"Stroke yourself, fingers, in pairs, I want you wet for my cock when I fuck you," he said and just sat and watched, my legs open wide on the low seat as I stroked my fingers along either side of my clit. I had my eyes part closed, not out of embarrassment. Although I didn't see him move his tongue towards me, I subsequently felt it on my clit.
"Yes, more, do it, in circles, emn," I encouraged him, only to feel his hands grasp my legs and draw them up. With my asshole exposed, he trailed his warm wet tongue along the wet line of my pussy and was soon teasing my puckered rosebud.
"So, this party. Lots of big cock to suck and fuck, I take it," he began with the dirty talk.
"Yes. A slut like me can never get enough," I rejoined, feeling the pressure of a climax begin to manifest itself inside my core.
"Black dick as well," he continued, even though he was white.
"Yes, especially black dick. I love black dick. I can't get enough of it. I'm such a whore for black dick," I trilled, as he drew his tongue back up and then slowly slid it along the groove of my slit. When he reached my clit, I was ready to explode. He gave it one purposeful flick and then sucked the sensitive tip between his lips. I drenched his chin with my climatic outpourings as I continued to stroke myself in front of him.
He dipped his tongue into my sodden pussy and began twirling it this way and that, in half circles, back and forth.
I was gasping when he shoved his warm hard cock deep into my wetness. I cried out with unbridled pleasure as he fucked me hard and deep. Some women claim that spontaneous sex with a complete stranger is the best. I say, so long as he knows what he's doing, makes it varied and exciting, like Bill, he can't go wrong, and right then it was so damn right. I had my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I was positioned above his cock as he held me off it by my buttocks. I reached down between us and guided the head between my fuck lips. He then lowered me a bit at a time until I was filled with him, my body impaled on his warm firm length.
"Grab the hooks," he said, meaning the ones behind me, and then he began slamming his cock deep inside me and my back against the wall. He continued pounding my dripping wet pussy until I had cum, most considerate of him. He then lowered me down with my feet on the seat and subsequently directed me to step down, turn around and place my right foot on the seat. Clearly, he watched adult tube sites, I noted, as the position I was in as he fucked his length into me allowed the camera to record an up shot of the man fucking the woman with his big cock.
"Your ass, it looks quite loose. Does it get regularly ploughed, I wonder," he voiced his realisation as he fucked me from behind. His silky smooth balls did wonders for my clit each time they slapped against it.
"It gets a good hard reaming once a week," I said, having some notion that it was next to experience his hard dick, but not until he had made me cum. He then got on his knees and tongue fucked my dripping wet pussy for several minutes. He then drew it up over my perineum and slathered his tongue around my asshole. I felt the wetness of his saliva and my juices bathe it as he stroked my clit with his forefinger and worked his thumb in and out of my pussy.
"Spread your cheeks," he urged. ‘Cheeky,' I thought, ironically, and then his tongue poked its way into my open and exposed asshole.
I felt lost in a haze of sexual euphoria, dream-like, almost. I quickly awoke, though, when I felt the first thrust of his cock deep in my ass.
"Yes, more, fuck my ass, fuck my slutty ass. Bang it. More, again," I cried out, urging him on and to make me cum. One thing I'll say, he certainly worked hard at working me hard for the discount. I loved every pleasurable moment of it even when he splashed his hot seed over my face, on my tits and finally that of my wet pussy as I stroked myself off one last time for him.
Come, no pun intended, Saturday, I washed my hair and took a long, leisurely bubble bath. With the suds rinsed from me, I douched with flavoured bottled water so there would be no soapy aftertaste to detract from my cunt juices when the men eat me out.
Presently dried, I calmly and coolly, considering what lay ahead, made my way to my bedroom. There, I blow-dried my hair and coloured my lips, toenails and fingernails blood red and applied eyeliner and waterproof mascara. I then slipped a pair of black lace top hold ups over my toes and legs before stepping into my sexy new skater dress and zipping it up. ‘Wait until they get a look at you, you decadent slut,' I marvelled at my reflection in the wardrobe mirror before putting on a pair of black spike-heeled ‘fuck me' shoes.
Since it would no doubt be cold when I returned from the evening's debauchery at Bill's, I slipped on a jacket, grabbed the sequin purse I had especially chosen and headed out the front door, locking it afterwards and making my way to the train station.
It was only a five-minute walk to Bill's, one I had taken several times before. With each step and erotic thought that filled my mind, my pussy became ever wet while my clit and even my nipples throbbed with anticipation and expectancy.
As I rang the doorbell, a frisson of pleasure rolled up my spine, I was on tenterhooks as I waited. There is very little, sexually, that I haven't done and probably even less that I wouldn't do. But I've never gotten to pull a train and I had fantasized about it for years. Now it was about to happen.
The door opened and there stood Bill, smiling appreciatively at me. "Roxanne, you made it," he exclaimed, joyfully, and stepped to one side to let me in.
"Almost forgot, some wine," I said, and handed over the bottle to our host and birthday boy, although he was far beyond that at 26.
Offering him my back, he drew my jacket off my shoulders and down my arms. "Let me see you," he intoned, and I gave a slow twirl.
"Wow! You look amazing. Your dress, perfect and sexy," Bill lauded. Almost unable to take his eyes off me, he walked backwards towards the lounge, turning around to introduce me to those of his guests who had so far arrived.
To my surprise, there were three other women, each one dressed perfectly and quite a lot of men, a certain amount of who were black. I had no idea that Bill knew so many people outside of work, none of our colleagues being present I noticed as I sipped some wine and mingled.
"Hi, gorgeous," a man's voice trilled behind me. I turned around to see him and came face to face with a tall handsome black God.
"You want to see me when I'm naked," I rejoined, and took his left hand in my right and directed it between the slit in my dress. I was certainly looking forward to riding his cock first.
His fingers traced a line along my wet slit, brushing my clit, which he then rubbed for a short while. I tilted my head and our lips met in a fervent kiss, tongues tussling and tangling as I tasted liquor of some sort on him. His other hand came around my slender waist and drew me to him. His erection, hard and pressing against his zip, burnt against my body, even through my dress.
I was ready for cock, but certainly not with a big audience. "Come with me," I cooed, and lead him through the throng, taking two more ebony studs with me.
In all, Bill had three bedrooms while, as far as I knew, only two had a bed in them. I lead my trio to the second one and flicked on the light switch. "I'm Roxanne and I need cock. You are?" I enquired of them, as I beckoned the first one closer.
"Trey," the God rejoined, while the others were Isaac and Alex.
Immediately, Trey pulled me closer. He teased my nipples through the dress and then slid his hand up and down over my clit. I moaned, open-mouthed while the others watched and waited their turn.
He was a very handsome, almost beautiful, young black man with high cheekbones, a wide nose and long slanted eyes that were shaded by thick lashes. He was also quite tall and slender. I couldn't help but wonder what his black dick must look like as he continued to stroke me.
Trey whispered soft sweet things in my ear as to what he would do to me and then kissed his way down my neck to the deep cleavage exposed by the low cut dress. I purred in my throat, thinking about the erotic fun I would soon be having. I had three studs to enjoy and how ever many more ventured upstairs to join us.
In little time at all, I was knelt in front of my black God, his cock unleashed in my warm fingers, stroking him. He melted inside as his dick grew rock solid in my talented mouth, my skilled tongue wrapping around the head, flicking the sensitive underside.
As expected, Trey presently released a creamy bubble of pre-cum, it tasted sweet as I smooched the head and was soon sucking it. I swallowed some more inches as I slid my warm wet lips along him and caressed his big black cum-filled balls. He groaned as he flexed his hips at me, his fingers closed in my hair, urging me to take him deeper.
Trey gasped and thrust at my mouth, his fingers tightening in my hair. I could feel the head of his sweet ebony cock swelling in my mouth and knew he was getting close.
A huge flood of cum forced its way from his balls out of his cock and down my gulping, sucking throat. I sucked hard as he came and the more I sucked the more he came.
I smiled at him as I wiped some of his cum off of my face and then licked it from my fingers, savouring the taste. "Get that hard for me. I'll have need of it later," I said and beckoned Isaac forward.
I moulded myself against him as he covered my blood red lips with his thick ones in a deep, lingering kiss. His thick tongue filled my mouth as I sucked it down and rubbed against his body, running my hands over his thick, heavily muscled arms, across his firm chest and around his waist.
Experienced fingers found the slit in my dress and were soon stroking my wet puffy mound and lips. I moaned into his mouth when he flicked my horny distended clit a couple of times only to withdraw his hand.
Stepping back slightly, he drew the single strap down then slowly unzipped the back halfway down, allowing the slinky black dress to slowly fall apart. With the dress bunched around my waist, Isaac ran his warm black fingers down my arms. I shuddered at his touch and marvelled at the contrast of his skin on mine. His eyes continued to admire me as he drew the zip fully down. Releasing it, the dress dropped to the floor.
I raised my arms and twirled slowly as Isaac and the other two feasted their eyes on my sleek body with its round firm breasts and full hips separated by a slender waist and curvy belly.
Isaac stepped close to me again and began running his hard fingertips gently from my shoulders down my arms, back up and caressingly over my breasts, teasing the nipples to hardness so that I gasped. I closed my eyes and savoured the excitement of his touch. Gently, his fingers ran from my breasts over my soft belly and around and over my full buttocks.
Moaning, I moved to spread my legs and make my wet cunt available to him. I heard his soft chuckle as his fingers brushed over my flesh, teasing my clit lightly and tugging at my pussy lips. His arm cupped around the small of my back to support me before he touched my horny hot cunt again with his other hand.
In little time, I was close to my climax. My legs trembled as Isaac supported my body and fucked me with his firm black fingers while rolling his thumb around my clit in pleasurable circles.
Moments later, I was cumming. My hips managed, somehow, to push back against him then my legs gave way. The only thing holding me up was Isaac's supportive hand and the hook of his fingers, which were moderately wet from my juices.
He carried me the short distance to the bed and laid me on the soft duvet. I spread my legs to welcome him and his fingers penetrated deep inside my pussy. My hands ran down and over his body impatiently undoing his shirt and running my claw fingers over his hairless skin and toned muscles. That encouraged him to thrust his fingers deep inside my wet cunt.
"Yes," I cried out while wanting and needing his cock there instead.
Helplessly, I started to cum, legs sprawled wide to his thrusting fingers, hips humping into his hand even as I practically ripped at his slacks to get at his hard cock, wrap my hungry fingers around its rock hard length and start stroking it. Barely grasping it, though, his other hand pushed mine away.
His fingers continued to relentlessly thrust inside of me until they found my g spot, rubbing tiny circles over it. Screaming, I lost all control. I came hard, my cum juices gushed so that his warm brown hand was covered with my sweet white cream. Gently, he used his strength and weight to keep me pinned right where he wanted me as he teased me to yet another hard orgasm.
Chuckling, he rolled on top of me and slowly spread my horny wet cunt wide with his hard cock. My desperately gasping pussy sucked him in and closed around his hard dick. Open-mouthed, my head fell back as he filled me, satisfying my body by just being inside me.
Isaac raised himself on his powerful arms and began to thrust his hard black dick into my saturated wet cunt. I spread my thighs and hooked my elbows under my knees to open myself completely to him. His powerful thrusts filled me deeply with his hot cock. Even through my post orgasmic haze I enjoyed watching Isaac as he gradually lost his vast control and pounded me with his hard cock, thrusting his way towards a climax so huge, I could feel his hot cum filling me like lava as he sighed in completion.
I glowed incandescent with satisfaction. My pussy glistened with abundant wetness, my nipples were swollen and as red as my lips and my eyes were full of that ‘fuck me' bedroom glaze.
"Thank you," I said, as his warm creamy cum dribbled from my well-fucked sex. He left me with a kiss.
"Send some more up, I'll soon be in need of them," I intoned, and then turned my attention to Alex and Trey, who was once again hard.
I turned to kiss Trey as their dark hands ran over my pearl white breasts, pinching my nipples. I reached down to take a cock in each hand, stroking them both hard at the same time as they pinched and kissed my breasts. Another hand slid down my soft belly and began to caress my cum wet swollen cunt.
Whimpering with pleasure, I spread my legs and wiggled my body so that both cocks were resting against my round hips - one on each side. Trey rose up onto his knees and then rolled me over onto my belly and pulled me up onto my knees. Wantonly, I stuck my ass high in the air and dropped my shoulders low. Alex moved in front of me and I adjusted myself to rest between his legs, my arms on his dark thighs.
Carefully, Trey began to penetrate my swollen cunt with his big cock. I whined, but smothered it by sucking Alex's hard dick into my mouth.
"That's it, baby," he murmured as I wrapped my lips tight around his prick, using my talented tongue to tease and pleasure him as Trey stretched my pussy, slowly sliding his massive tool into my tight hole, plumbing deep inside of me with it. I began to rock so that my mouth and lips slid up and down over Alex's cock even as my cunt slid in short deep strokes over Trey's black dick.
Trey spread my ass cheek and worked a thumb into my receptive asshole as I rocked into him. I hummed with pleasure, the vibration working its way through Alex's lap, causing him to gasp with pleasure and thrust into my face.
Their soporific rhythm seemed to go on forever, fascinating and erotic as they rocked together, softly moaning, flesh slapping on flesh. My oral proficiency got to Alex, as he fucked my face relentlessly and he came quickly, his white hot cum filling my mouth and running creamily over my lips, contrasting, as it did, with his dark skin as he moaned in ecstasy.
Trey growled and began banging me with earnest, his muscular thighs flexing powerfully as he rammed his huge piece of meat deep inside my tender twat. I was yelping with pleasure when he pumped himself deep into me with his immense cock.
By then, several more men had made their way to where I was being fucked by black dick, big black dick.
My eyes were shut when one of them grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back, shoving his cock into my face. I whimpered but opened my mouth so he could thrust his dick into my throat as Trey ripped me wide, pounding me with that huge instrument of destruction until he roared and filled me with his hot black cum juice as he jerked me back onto himself so hard that I cried out around the cock in my mouth.
The man I had been sucking slid down the bed and pulled my dripping wet cunt down over his dick. Laid along the length of him, I threw my head back and then rocked until my clit rubbed against his abdomen. I began fucking him madly, abandonly, my clit rubbing the soft flesh at every stroke.
Much of the night soon turned into a blur of men and cock, cock and more cock. I had dick up my ass, dick in my face, dick in my cunt, sometimes all at once while someone jerked themself off over my belly or back so that I was thoroughly coated in cum juices with cream running from every orifice.
To my welcome admiration, the birthday boy, Bill, himself, was stood at the side of the bed his cock hard and glistening. I looked like a glazed donut as he said, "One more."
"Please," I cooed, as wiped the sheen of cum and sweat from me with a towel.
Bill then turned so that his cock was in my face. Understanding just what he wanted, I took it into my mouth, sucking him hard and twirling my tongue around the shaft. I tasted pussy and moaned.
"That's Gloria," he said, as I bobbed my head back and forth along his warm firm cock while stroking his balls.
I presently rolled over onto my soft belly for him and raised myself up on hands and knees, smiling. Eagerly, Bill mounted me from behind, sliding his cock into my slick, full, wet pussy.
Moaning, Bill thrust into my sopping wet cunt as I reached with one tired hand to rub my swollen clit. I felt a little thrill rush through my body when I thought about all I had done that evening.
With my mouth free of cock, I cried out, "Fuck me, Bill, slam your rock hard dick deep inside, yes, more, make me cum, make me cum, again, on your powerful cock."
I quickly found myself cumming again, my fingers flying over my clit as my pussy shuddered and clamped close over Bill's cock.
Moaning, I rocked and bounced my ass against him as I screamed open-mouthed and came, my cunt walls sucking at his dick.
Bill pulled his turgid dick out of my soaked pussy and, trembling with shaking fingers, spread and penetrated my tight welcome ass. His dick slid easily into my well-fucked hole as I moaned beneath him.
"Fuck, yes. Ram it, shove, yes, your cock, so big in my tight ass," I cried out, as he fired his hips forward while grasping mine close. His length filled me with each firm thrust and I managed to rock back to meet him each time.
Stretching himself along my back, he cupped my breasts and thrust his cock deep inside my ass as I whimpered and whispered to him, "Fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me now, I want you, I need you."
"You want my cum, is that it, you lovely slut, add to all the others, huh?" he chuckled.
"Yes. I want your cum, Bill. I want it in my ass. Fuck my ass, fuck my ass and give me your lovely hot cum," I urged, my body on the edge of what had to be a monumental orgasm.
Moaning, Bill finally released his load deep into me. His balls throbbed against my pussy and clit as they pumped a copious amount of hot cum up his long pulsating shaft, his juices pouring out of his cock as it throbbed deep inside me.
That set of my own climax. It began at my toes and shot to the very depths of my cunt and cervix like a bolt of lightning. From there it coursed through my body. My tender swollen tits and nipples were the next to feel pleasured sensations before finally centring in my brain.
Presently laid next to one another, Bill uttered as he stroked my body, "You know, that was the best birthday present I could have asked for."
I smiled up at him contented as I lay in his arm.
"I could make this a regular thing if you want," he suggested.
It needed little thought on my part. "I'd quite like that, say, once a month," I cooed, and then lowered my head towards his cock. I then licked and sucked it until he was once more hard. As I knew from my past visits to Bill's, he was good for another long leisurely fuck, and I had yet to properly thank him for a most wonderfully amazing evening - anyone would have thought it was my birthday. Now, there is a thought...!
Advance notice:
It's coming...soon! In just under a month's time! The sequel to ‘License to thrill'.
Yes, in 4 weeks from now, I will be publishing the 48,000 word novelette ‘No Time To Die', an erotic spy novel featuring British secret agent, Tanya Bond, codename: 00SEX! On Erotic Stories.
Don't mess with this sassy lassy! She's cool, sexy and kick-ass fit! She's Secret Agent 00SEX! With a ‘License To Thrill!' and you are guaranteed thrills aplenty in the sequel, ‘No Time To Die'.
Book details:
Five NATO agents lay dead, including Tanya's beloved Boris, while the only clue to the identity of the killers is that of a single letter clue left at each location.
More to follow over the coming weeks.
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