He's teased and tempted by a woman at breakfast.
by rocketskate. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
He didn't notice her sit down at first, he was too engrossed in his morning paper. It was his morning routine before work. Always a coffee and quick light bite for breakfast at this cafe. Sometimes he sat inside but in nice weather like today he sat outside in the early morning sunshine. When not reading the paper he just liked to watch people come and go and over the past year he got to recognize the regulars that used the cafe.
That's partly why when he looked up from his newspaper his eyes caught sight of her. He hadn't seen her before but it wasn't just because she was new here that drew his gaze towards her it was her look. She was stunning. She sat on a table just across from him, her long dark red hair flowed down over her shoulders. She was tall, elegant and curvy, a classical looking English woman.
He couldn't take his eyes off her and wondered where she had come from. He had a longer look at her as he took another sip of his coffee and noticed her outfit. A classic red flowing dress with white polka dots. It was almost as if she had stepped out of a Forties Hollywood movie with her vintage dress and long flowing perfect red hair and her make up. She looked like one of those people he would see going to a 1940s reenactment but at 8am on a Monday morning this was going to be unlikely.
She hadn't noticed him looking at her yet. For her it was just a morning stop for tea on her way to work in what was a new town for her. She had only just moved here a matter of weeks ago and by chance had seen this quirky little cafe whilst passing by. As for her outfit she loved to dress in a sexy classical vintage style. It suited her look and made her feel sexy. As she sipped her tea and looked around her new surroundings she noticed a man on the opposite table sneaking a brief look at her not once but twice. She smiled to herself at this man trying to look at her. It made her feel attractive and sexy to get some attention especially for someone like her who loved to tease and play a bit of a game.
He tried not to make it obvious that he was looking at her but he just could not take his eyes off her. Her green eyes sparkled in the early morning light highlighted by her long eyelashes and dark eye make up. Her lips glistened with her deep red lipstick. He couldn't help but watch as she bent down to her bag on the floor and pull out a small purse. Were those stockings she was wearing? He was certain that he saw a seam down the back of her tan covered legs when she stretched her leg out. He felt his cock rise and immediately went back to his paper for fear of her catching him looking.
She had already noticed him looking at her, it was blatantly obvious that he couldn't keep his eyes off her. That's why she stretched her leg out further than she needed to. She knew he would look and take notice of her legs. She had slipped a foot briefly out of her one of heels and back in again on purpose. She knew full well that he was wondering if she was wearing stockings or not. The vintage dress she was wearing was made for wearing stockings with and the tan almost nude coloured silk stockings with a black seam accentuated her long legs as well.
He couldn't really concentrate on his newspaper. Other people had looked up and noticed her but had gone back to their breakfast and morning coffees but he just couldn't help but keep catching a glimpse of her. He looked back at her just as she took a single cigarette out of her purse and placed it between her cherry red lips. She lit it in a classy almost seductive way like she was a Hollywood film star. For reasons he could not quite understand himself he felt even more turned on watching her smoke.
He tried to look back at his paper but could not help but be mesmerized by her blowing the smoke out of her mouth and how she left her lipstick on the cigarette when she had withdrawn it from her mouth.
She smoked slowly watching the traffic go past in the early morning rush. She knew full well he was trying not to stare at her and was now into full on tease mode. She stubbed her cigarette out and stood up and smiled towards him. He nervously smiled back feeling a bit guilty. She purposely turned around facing away from him and bent down to pick up her bag and put her purse away. Her black seams running up the back of her legs were now fully on show.
She turned and breezily walked past him, her dress flowing close to him. He desperately wanted to turn and look at her but continued to stare straight ahead at his newspaper for fear of being caught again. Suddenly she stopped and turned and took a step back to him. He turned his head to look at her, fearful that she was going to admonish him for looking at her.
"Just so you know, they are real stockings, fully fashioned and held up with a suspender belt." She said to him with a broad warm smile before turning away again and continuing her journey.
He was stunned by what had just happened. He felt himself go bright red with embarrassment aswell as still being turned on by her. He couldn't believe she had said that to him and then just walked off as if it was just a normal thing for her to say or do.
He gave it a few minutes then looking at his watch decided it was time to continue to work so rolling up his newspaper he left the cafe and walked to work. He couldn't get the image of her out of his head as he walked to work. All day images of her red hair, lipstick, her stockings and the smoke she blew from her mouth kept popping into his mind. He had no idea who she was or what her name was but he just could not her out of his mind.
He was nervous as he made his way to the cafe the following day. Would she be there again? Would she speak to him again? He hoped she would be but at the same time it made him nervous that he would keep looking at her.
He ordered his regular coffee and opened his newspaper. He tried to concentrate on what he was reading but couldn't help to glance around at any moment. He looked at his watch wondered if he had scared her away yesterday as it was already ten minutes past the time she arrived yesterday.
Then suddenly movement passed him and he knew without looking it was her. He only looked up just as she reached the same table as she sat on yesterday. He was initially surprised by her attire. Rather than the classic flowing vintage dress of yesterday she had dressed in a tight white top and a black leather skirt. He felt his cock rise and harden in his trousers as he saw how the leather skirt fitted tightly around her arse and thighs. As she sat down he noticed her legs. She had forgone the tan colour seamed stockings for darker tones. He was unsure whether they were black stockings or tights but didn't want to linger any longer for fear of her noticing.
She sat down confidently and gracefully. She didn't wear this outfit for him but for herself. It was slightly cooler than yesterday and her outfit choice suited the weather and made her feel sexy. As she sat down she knew he would be there and she knew he would notice her.
He shuffled his paper and tried to read it whilst taking sips of his coffee but everytime he took a sip he couldn't help but glance at her. She ordered a pot of tea again and soaked up the early morning sun as she glanced at the passing traffic. As per the previous morning she gracefully bent down to her bag and took out a small purse containing a few cigarettes and lit one taking a long deep drag. She knew he was watching her do this and on purpose she pursed her lips even more when she blew the smoke out.
He thought her lipstick looked a shade darker today, he felt a little bit of guilt for noticing that but at the same wondered how those lips would feel and taste against his. He quickly returned to his newspaper but nothing he was reading was actually going in, all he could think about was her.
She smoked her cigarette quicker today and didn't linger over her tea like she had the day before. She knew he would be there again today and she knew that he would keep trying to steal a glance at her. She knew how to play the game perfectly.
The fact she was later than yesterday played right into her hands as she knew he would be secretly waiting and that when she had turned up he would be delighted. She didn't have time for to sit any longer and she gathered up her bag, quickly stood up and started on her way. As like the previous day she started to breeze past his table but suddenly stopped almost next to him and smiled to him as he glanced up from his newspaper.
"Black lace top hold up stockings today in case you where wondering." She said with her broad warm smile.
"I was late up...which isn't the reason why I'm not wearing any underwear!" She continued adding a little wink of her left eye before turning on her heels and heading onto the street.
He was left there open mouthed and stunned. He quickly looked around to see if anyone else had witnessed what she said to him but everyone else seemed engrossed in their own newspapers and breakfasts.
As he went about his day yet again he could not shake the thought of her and what she had said to him. Was she really not wearing any underwear? What was her pussy like? And that wink, did she fancy him aswell.
As he strode to the cafe on next morning he was hopeful of seeing her again. He was nervous though. He wasn't entirely sure why, maybe it was because she knew he had been looking at her. As he took his regular seat he wondered whether he should introduce himself and speak to her.
Within a few minutes she had breezed past him and sat down on her now regular table. His heart started to beat faster as he saw her speak to the waiter taking her order. Usually he was such a confident man and could to talk anyone but for some unknown reason this complete stranger made him nervous and unable to do anything.
She browsed through her phone as if she was deliberately ignoring him this morning. She knew this would drive him crazy. Not even a smile to acknowledge that she was sat opposite him again for a third morning in a row. She found him attractive, it would have been so much easier to go and sit on his table, have a conversation and swap numbers but she loved the teasing and anticipation of playing a long game.
Just like the first two days of the week he kept sneaking glances at her as he read his newspaper. Today she had worn a much longer dark green dress. He couldn't tell if her legs were bare or covered in nylon today but the dress was showing off her impressive cleavage. This was certainly a woman who knew how to dress to show off her best features.
He sipped his coffee and noticed her routine was different today. She lit her cigarette and smoked it whilst waiting for her order which was taking a little longer today. When it arrived just as she finished her cigarette he sneaked another look. Next to her pot of tea sat a plate of fruit. She picked up the apple first and took a bite of it and watched the traffic go by. His cock stirred, only she seemed to be able to make eating an apple so attractive.
Of course she knew he would not be able to resist looking at her especially as she ate her apple. She wasn't even eating it in a seductive way on purpose this was actually how she ate an apple. What she had done on purpose was order a banana alongside the apple and she knew that he would not be able to resist looking at her eating it. After finishing her apple she picked up her banana and slowly unpeeled it. She stared out into the traffic but knew he would look up at any moment and stare at what she was doing.
And look up was what he did just at the moment her lips made contact with the banana. What a bitch he thought! She's doing this on purpose! His cock rose hard and strained against his trousers as she slowly bit the end off the banana and very slowly swallowed it all the time looking away out at the traffic.
After she swallowed the first bite she then even licked her lips. He started to sweat and his heart beat faster as she slowly took another bite this time taking a bigger bit of banana into her mouth. He felt trapped, he so wanted to get up and go across and talk to her but he couldn't. Not only was his raging erection physically stopping him from going across to her but something inside was striking fear into him to talking to her. He looked around and wondered why no one else was watching this show, how could they be so engrossed in their breakfasts and coffees to miss this show?!
She finished her banana and took a final sip of tea. She paused for a few seconds and reached into her bag and pulled her lipstick out. Very slowly and of course very purposely she reapplied her cherry red lipstick finishing with a little purse of the lips. She gathered up her belongings and very carefully slid the chair back into position ready to leave.
He gulped hard and his heart pounded, he knew she was leaving and about to walk past him. He wanted to say something but his mouth was so dry and even his fingers seemed to tremble slightly. He stared at his paper on purpose trying to look as normal as possible as she strode past the tables. Suddenly she stopped at his table just like she had done the two previous days. He turned and looked up at her radiant smiling face but nothing would come out as he tried to speak.
"If you liked the way I ate my banana you should see the way I suck cock!" She purred at him.
He almost choked on his coffee and flustered. He so badly wanted to say something but she was on her way before he had recovered. He felt himself blush bright red and looked around fearful that other diners had heard what she said but no one seemed to have noticed.
He finally finished his coffee and made his to work. An unproductive day followed, every time he tried to concentrate on a work did the image of her pop into his head. By the time he got home that evening his cock was raging and his mind racing with thoughts of her. Not being able to help himself anymore he took his cock out and furiously masturbated thinking about this mysterious woman and her teasing of him.
He was up bright and early Thursday morning and made his way to the cafe as usual. Taking his regular seat he looked across and was dismayed to see the table opposite where this mysterious woman had sat all week was already taken. He was disappointed and immediately wished they would leave if she turned up. He quickly ordered his regular coffee and took out his newspaper and wondered whether he should move tables in case she did turn up. To his further dismay he saw that every table outside was taken.
He tried to read his newspaper but thoughts of her and an overwhelming sense of nervousness meant he couldn't relax properly. He was so engrossed in his thoughts of her that he didn't realise that someone had walked up to his table until they spoke.
"Excuse me do you mind if I sit here, it's awfully busy this morning?"
He looked up and then realised it was her that was speaking to him! He gulped hard and recovered himself a little.
"Erm yes of course! Please take a seat." He replied nervously.
He half got up to offer his hand and was about to introduce himself when she motioned with her finger to be quiet.
"Shhh it's not a business meeting and we don't need to know each other's name yet!" She laughed as she took her seat.
"Don't we?" He enquired feeling himself blush.
"No! We know a lot about each other already don't we?! And not revealing names yet makes it much more fun don't you think?"
"I guess so. And do we know alot about each other?" He asked her nervously.
"Well...." She paused and looked around with a smile before continuing, ".....you already know my underwear habits and how I eat a banana."
He was speechless and felt his face go bright red. He felt like he was a naughty kid who had been caught out looking and now confronted.
"I noticed straight away on Monday morning that you couldn't take your eyes off me. Do you fancy me?" She asked him so brazenly.
"You're a very pretty and attractive lady." He finally blurted out.
She smiled in return as the waitress brought her tea over. Her eyes sparkled deep and green close up. She sipped her tea and looked up to him with a smile.
"If you are wondering I have no underwear on today either."
He spluttered his coffee a little and moved uneasily on his chair stunned by how confident this woman was.
"Do you mind if I smoke?"
"No please go ahead it's ok." He replied still somewhat nervously.
"Thank you." She said as she took her cigarette out.
"I only smoke two cigarettes a day. One in the morning with my tea and one after I've had sex. I've only been on one cigarette a day for the past two weeks." She grinned.
He blushed red again. He took a deep breath and watched as she lit her cigarette. His cock strained against his trousers and he desperately wanted to flirt back but he was so awestruck by her. After a minute or so he finally composed himself.
"Why are you doing this to me?" He asked finally finding the confidence to say something.
"Doing what darling?" She purred.
"Flirting with me, teasing me and telling me about your underwear?"
"Awww don't you like it?" She laughed.
"Er yes, you are very pretty. But we don't know each other."
"I know! That makes it more fun doesn't it that we don't know each!" She replied as she sipped her tea.
"Er yes I guess so." He said confused.
"And you are a fit guy. I'm going to enjoy having sex with you!"
His mouth opened but no words came out. He furtively glanced around to see if anyone had heard her say it but no one was paying any attention to them.
"Don't get your hopes up yet though!" She continued.
"Oh?"
"It won't be today but we will in the future! Anyway I must dash work calls!"
Before he knew it she had out her stuff away and picked up her bag and stood up. She gave him a cheeky wink and was off out of the cafe before he could even think about saying anything else let alone going after her.
After another fitful nights sleep thinking about what she had said and if she had really meant it he woke up to find it steadily raining. He made his way to the cafe to find it empty outside due to the rain. His heart sank a little thinking that the small cafe would be full inside and he would miss her this morning. He was then surprised to walk inside the cafe and see her already sat there at a table for two in the corner. She smiled at him and he walked across to her.
"Mind if I sit here? Everyone seems to be inside sheltering from the rain?" He asked with a nervous smile.
"Of course you can. Take a seat. "She replied sweetly.
"I guess we are still not swapping names?" He enquired with a smile and showing more confidence than the previous mornings.
"Oh no." She laughed, "It's way more fun and mysterious isn't it?!"
"Is it?" He mumbled as his coffee was brought over.
"Of course it is! Do you like me teasing you and flirting with you?" She asked.
"Ermm yes but where is it leading to?" He replied.
"I think you know where it is leading to don't you...." She purred as suddenly he felt her shoe against his leg.
"Do I?" He asked.
"Yes....but not yet. You must think I'm a dreadful tease?"
He just smiled and took a sip of his coffee. He realised looking at her that he never noticed what she was wearing yesterday but today he did. A tight black woollen top accentuated the curves of her boobs. He desperately wanted to lean forward and see what skirt she had on but did not dare to.
Suddenly he felt her foot on his leg again. This time there was no shoe on her foot and she moved her foot up and down gently until she had worked it inside of his the bottom of his trousers. He felt the smooth silk of her stocking covered toes against the bare skin of his calf. He swallowed nervously and looked straight at her.
"You must feel very pent up with all the teasing I'm doing?" She smiled.
"It has a certain effect yes." He replied.
He was totally awestruck by her. Part of him wanted to grab hold of her and just fuck her roughly and part of him wanted to stand up and scream at her to find out who she was and what was going on. But he couldn't do either he was just in a trance. She took her foot away from his bare calf and he snapped out of his trance as her chair moved back a little. Suddenly he felt her foot pushed between his thighs and find his cock. Carefully she rubbed her foot against his crotch.
"Oh I can tell I'm having an effect on you!" She smiled. "It's a pity you can't tell what affect you are having on me!"
"Am I?" He enquired nervously.
"Um yes but I shall let you find that out tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" He said as he finished his coffee.
"Yes tomorrow. I assume you don't have any plans for Saturday morning?".
"No why?" He asked feeling a bit sheepish that he actually asked why.
"Meet me here again same time. Outside table if it's not raining." She smiled at him. "Now sorry I have to go. Work and all that! See you tomorrow darling."
With that she got up and was making her way out of the door. He turned his head to see her go out of the door, the skirt was dark brown, he saw no seams just plain back nylon legs. Tomorrow couldn't come quick enough for him even if he didn't know what was going to happen or even if she would actually turn up.
He woke up earlier than usual on the Saturday morning and showered and dressed. Was this the day he would learn her name? Was they going to have sex? Would she even turn up at the cafe? A hundred thoughts ran through his mind as he got ready and his cock throbbed at the thought of her. He had been good though and resisted masturbating over her after the other night though but he was now desperate for release.
He made his way to the cafe relieved there was no rain like the previous day and the sunshine was back. As he got there he noticed her straight away, her raven hair standing out and the green vintage polka dot dress she had chosen to wear.
She noticed him straight away and beckoned him over.
"Morning! Like my outfit? I love my vintage dresses and classic underwear." She said cheerily.
"I've noticed." He replied taking a seat and noticing how this dress showed off her deep impressive cleavage.
"Good! But how do you know my underwear is classic?!" She laughed.
"I don't but you have told me almost everyday." He said with more confidence today than any other time he had spoke to her.
"So what do you think is under my dress today then?"
"Well at a guess there is no knickers and stockings and suspenders?" He replied.
"Correct! Tan stockings with black seams and black band around the top. Held up with a six strap black suspender belt. Top of range, expensive, I'll show you...later...if you don't believe me! My black lacy bra matches the suspenders as well but you already know that don't you?! She teased.
"Do I?" He asked confused.
"Well you should do considering the long look you gave my cleavage when you sat down!"
She was always one step ahead of him and this frustrated him so much. He was about to order his coffee when she waved away the waiter.
"We don't have time for that today. Come on let's go."
"Go where?"
"You'll see. Come on don't worry!" She said as she stood up and took him by the hand. She led him out of the cafe and onto to street. Still holding his hand with her delicate hand she led him around two corners to her car. A nice dark blue BMW with tinted windows.
"It's a company car before you ask. Come on let's get in."
He hesitated for a second as she got in and immediately struck the engine up. Any doubts he still had disappeared as he saw the seams on the back of her legs as she got into the car. He joined her in the car just as she turned and smiled at him.
"So do you want proof I'm wearing stockings and suspenders?"
Before he could answer she swiftly hitched the hem of her dress up her thighs past her stocking tops.
"Wow!" Was all he could get out.
"And if you need proof of the lack of underwear here it is." She continued as she pulled the dress higher, bunched it around her waist a little and opened her legs slightly to display her freshly shaven pussy.
"Fucking hell." He said a little overcome with what was happening to him.
"Touch my stocking covered thighs you know you want to. I know you have wanted to all week." She purred as she leaned across to his ear.
He put his hand on her nylon covered thigh and squeezed gently making her moan into his ear.
"Um now you know a lot about me don't you."
"I appear to know more about you than what you know about me." He replied as his fingers ran along the top of her stocking.
"Oh I know a lot about you already?" She gasped.
"Do you?"
"Yes..." She breathed in his ear, "..I know you like coffee, you want to fuck me and you are rock hard right now."
"Is that so." He replied as his finger tips brushed the bare skin of the top of her thigh.
"Feels like it to me." She said as she suddenly put her hand on his crotch and squeezed his rock hard erection through his trousers. He gasped and released his hand from her thigh in surprise. She laughed, took her hand away and sat back in her seat.
"Come on let's go." She said as she put the car in gear and sped away.
She pulled up outside of her apartment and got out of the car before him.
"Come on you can't sit there all day!" She laughed.
He climbed out of the car and closed the door aware that his cock was bulging against his trousers. She tapped her code into the main door and motioned for him to follow her. Without even speaking she led him up the stairs knowing he would not be able to take his eyes off her arse and seams. She quickly led him down a small corridor to her apartment door, tapped in the code and opened the door for him.
"Nice place, I like...." He started to say before she cut him off with a finger against his lips.
"We're here to fuck not to discuss the décor." She smiled.
With that she pushed him back against the now closed door. Her lips were suddenly on his and they were kissing. Her tongue forced it's way into his mouth and it took him a few seconds to react. His hands found her arse and he groped her round generous cheeks. She rubbed one leg up against his leg pulling that part of her dress higher up her thigh. One of his hands immediately went to her thigh pushing the dress higher. He once again felt just how smooth her silk stockings were as he ran his hand higher up her thigh. His hand found a suspender strap and then bare thigh. She gasped as his rough hand touched her smooth skin.
She gasped again as his hand found her bare pussy. She was soaking wet and he easily slipped two fingers straight into her. She moaned loudly and then gently bit down on his lip as his fingers started to probe her pussy.
Without saying a word she suddenly pulled her mouth from his and pulled his hand from her crotch. He thought he had done something wrong and was about to say something when he saw her disappear from his eyeline. She kept going down until she got on her knees in front of him and smiled up at him. She kept smiling up at him as she deftly undid the belt of his trousers and pulled them down followed by his underwear. His cock sprang free, hard and throbbing and desperate for her touch.
She moved her gaze from looking up at him to looking directly at his cock. This is what she had been building up to all week, getting her hands on his cock. Now she finally had it in front of her she wasn't going to waste it. She delicately took hold of it at the base between her fingers and heard let out a small moan. She lightly blew on the head of his making it twitch slightly. After teasing him all week making him wait a few more seconds wouldn't harm him at all.
Then she opened her mouth and slid the head of his cock past her red lips into her warm inviting mouth. He moaned loudly as he felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock and the insides of her cheeks suck hard against him. She sucked head and pulled back until just the very tip was between her cherry red lips. She flicked her tongue over the end of his cock and then took his cock a little deeper in her mouth and sucked hard again.
As she started to bob her head up and down on his cock taking it deeper in her mouth each time. He groaned out loudly. He desperately wanted to grab hold of her hair or shoulders and slam his cock all the way in her mouth but she sensed this as his hands found her hair. She quickly grabbed hold of his wrists and pinned them to his sides against the wall and held them there. She then resumed her perfect blowjob this time with no hands just had mouth sucking deeper, harder and quicker as she held his wrists. He could easily have overpowered her grip on his wrists but he was so consumed by lust and the expert blowjob she was giving that all he could do was stand there and watch her head bob up and down on his raging erect cock.
He groaned in appreciation at the world class blowjob she was giving him and his legs trembled. He felt that any moment he could explode in her mouth and desperately wanted to hold on. She sensed this and let his cock slip out of her mouth and looked up at him and smiled.
"Did you enjoy that? Now it's my turn to be pleasured!"
She stood up and took hold of his hand and led him through her department to her bedroom.
"Strip fully naked please, I like to see all I've got to work with!" She smiled.
"What about you stripping off as well?" He smiled back as he unbuttoned his shirt.
"Like this?" She purred as she reached behind herself and pulled the zip down on the back of her dress.
She waited a few seconds until he had stripped his shirt and socks off before she slowly started to work her shoulders out of her dress and slowly down past her cleavage. She held her dress over her boobs for a few seconds, smiled at him again, then let the dress fall down to her waist revealing her impressive boobs. Waiting another couple of seconds she then pulled the dress down past her waist letting drop to her ankles. His eyes widen as she stepped out of the dress and walked towards him in just her heels, stockings and a black six strap suspender belt.
"Like my outfit? I know you've been desperate to see me like this all week haven't you!"
She glided past him to her bed and perched herself on the end looking at him demurely.
"I've been waiting all week for this as well. Every time you looked at me each morning my pussy got so wet thinking about what you could do to it."
He stood there, his erect cock standing proud and throbbing hard, he started to take a step forward to her bed. She motioned for him to stop and then moved herself back to the middle of the bed.
"Come on I'm ready for you, I want to lick my wet pussy and make me cum." She told him as she laid down on her big double bed and stretched her legs wide.
He walked forward and climbed onto the bed to see her pussy glistening and wide open for him. He knelt down between her legs and kissed the inside of one her thighs making her moan. He trailed his tongue up the inside of her thigh to her pussy. If she could tease him with her tongue then he would do the same.
His tongue licked all around her pussy lips making her moan louder. She needed this as much as when he needed his cock in her mouth moments earlier. He was determined to enjoy every second with her as his tongue worked it's way into her wet pussy. He hungrily lapped at her pussy encouraged by her moans and squirming in pleasure.
He worked his tongue up her pussy and found her clit. She screamed out in pleasure as his tongue ran out it and he sucked hard on it. He slipped one finger followed by a second easily in her wet pussy as he flicked his tongue over her clit. He soon got into a rhythm between fingering her pussy and licking and sucking her clit.
She clamped her stocking covered thighs around his head as waves of pleasure pulsed through her body. He felt her heels cold against his back as her thighs clamped against him but he didn't care as he worked on her pussy determined to make her cum.
Suddenly she screamed out loudly, her body spasmed, her hands went to his head and held it down hard against her pussy as her orgasm ripped through her. He sucked hard on her clit, his tongue roughly flicking it over and over again as she thrashed around with her orgasm.
"Yes! Yes! Oh fucking God!" She screamed out making him briefly wonder what the neighbours could hear.
As her orgasm subsided she released her grip on him and pushed his head away from her pussy.
"Fuck me." Was the only words she could get breathlessly get out. He didn't need a second invitation, he had been wanting this all week and fucking her had consumed his every thought all week.
She opened her legs wider and he rose up on his knees and moved forward. He slowly rubbed his cock against her soaking wet open pussy before pushing it in gently, teasing the her opening. She gasped at the feeling of his hard cock head opening her up and gripped the sheets in anticipation. Slowly he worked his cock in a little more and then back out to the opening and then back in a little more savouring every moment knowing that when he started to fuck her hard and fast he wouldn't last long.
"Um please fuck me." She begged again.
He pushed in further this time shoving at least half his cock inside her and grunting at how tight her pussy felt against his hard cock. He pulled back and pushed in again and started to fuck her and after a few more strokes pushed his cock all the way into her tight wet pussy. She screamed out in ecstasy as his cock bottomed out inside of her pussy, his balls banging against her lips.
He started to fuck her pussy hard and fast with long deep strokes, a weeks worth of pent up teasing by her finally being released. He grabbed hold of her boobs roughly and started to hold on to them squeezing and mashing them as she wrapped her silken nylon covered legs around his body. She grabbed hold of the bed headboard tightly and bucked her body up to meet his thrusts.
This was no love making just pure fucking. She moaned and screamed as he pummeled into her pussy. Suddenly he roared out and held thrust deep inside her and shot his load into her. She gripped the headboard tighter and screamed herself as she felt him erupt deep inside her pussy. His cock twitched and jerked as it finally released deep inside of her and he collapsed down on top of her panting at his exhaustions. After what seemed like an eternity he finally slipped his cock out of her pussy and rolled to the side. They laid there in silence for a few minutes until she rolled off the bed and got her dressing gown.
"Post sex cigarette remember!" She smiled at him as she headed to the balcony.
After a few minutes she returned to find that he hadn't moved and was still lying on her bed. She disrobed her dressing gown and
knelt on the bed and crawled over to his groin.
"Ready for round two?" She smiled as she took hold of his flaccid cock.
Within a few tugs of her delicate hand on his cock he was rock hard again and beginning to moan in pleasure. She dipped her head over his cock and gently took him in her mouth tasting the mixture of his cum and her pussy juices on his cock. She kept sucking him, taking him deeper with every suck, breathing through her nose as he squirmed on her bed. After a few minutes giving him the most wonderful blowjob he had ever experienced she suddenly took her mouth off his cock.
"Um tasty but let's do this differently." She announced as she sat up and positioned herself sitting on her bed with her legs over the side.
"Come and stand in front of me."
He got up off the bed and stood in front of her, looking down at her with his cock fully erect and throbbing in front of her face. She took hold of it again and resumed her blowjob with one hand firmly on the base of his cock. She opened her legs slightly and her left hand found her pussy and she started to rub her clit in time with the sucking of his cock.
He groaned and started to twitch at the sensations he was getting from her oral technique and slipped his cock out of her mouth.
"I'm not ready for you to cum yet hold on please! Put your cock between my boobs."
He moved forward and put his cock between her warm inviting ample cleavage. She took her left hand off her clit and pushed her boobs together around his cock and proceeded to wank his cock using her boobs. She looked up at him with her eyes wide open in lust and thought of one more tease. She suddenly released her boobs from around his cock making him groan in frustration as he was so close to cumming.
"I want you to wank your cock and cum over my boobs." She told him with a wicked smile.
He took hold of his cock and started wanking it furiously as her left hand found her clit again. She rubbed it as hard and as quick as his wanking of his cock.
"Ah, I love to see a man wank his hard cock. Cum on my boobs....please.. " She purred staring straight at him.
He groaned loudly and his cock twitched. She leaned forward a little bit more just as the first shots of cum spurted out of his cock onto her boobs. She rubbed her clit faster as his cock shot his second load of the morning on her ample boobs. The sensation of the cum being so hot and sticky and covering her boobs was pushing her closer to her own orgasm. She went from looking up at his face to staring down at his cock as the final few spurts of cum shot out and dribble on her boobs. This was moment that took her over the edge and her thighs clamped together and trembled. Her orgasm ripped through her body again followed by a loud scream as she closed her eyes in sheer ecstasy.
She rolled back onto the bed exhausted and satisfied. Her boobs were a sticky mess of his cum and her clit throbbed in post orgasm satisfaction. He laid down next to her exhausted, empty and satisfied.
"So what is your na...." he started to ask before she cut him off with a finger to his lips.
"If you were going to ask my name then no. I might tell you at breakfast next week....that is if I do go there for breakfast!" She smiled.
by rocketskate for Literotica
