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She rose above him and braced herself with locked arms pushed into his muscular chest. Squat on his swollen girth, she ruthlessly fed the pressure inside her. With undulating hips and her legs spread wide, the momentum of her naked body fucked him hard. Announced by loud sobs of joy, uncontrollable tremors threw her over the precipice. His heavy manly growl came next and he shook mightily, bucking his full length into her. Feeling a torrent of intense warmth, colours exploded against her eyelids. Shaking helplessly and milking his seed, she clung to the convulsing seizure of his powerful muscles. Locked together in the throes of an intense climax, they cried out together again and again.
Her eyes opened to the accompaniment of warbled birdsong and the light scent of freshly cut flowers. Reaching across the cossetting warmth of her bed, it was empty.
She was alone.
A deep muscle yearning followed and combined with an overwhelming need to be filled. The image of his young muscular body occupied her mind. She recalled what his body could do to her and how much energy he had. The drive to feel his girth inside her was too strong to subdue. It had surged to the point of a deep-seated need for relief.
Showered and perfumed, Eva fed the sheer black silk stocking over her lithe calf to her thigh. Looking back, the seam was straight and so she fastened it to the suspender belt.
Completing the ensemble, she looked in the full-length mirror.
Her body and silk lingerie melded together in a seamless orgy of seductive curves. The silk glistened like quicksilver in the rich summer light. Adjusting her cleavage held by the black half-cup bustier, she considered the immodesty of her naked lower half. Choosing to eschew any knickers, this would be her coup-de-grace.
Her immaculate painted lips shaped into a waspish pout glowered vivid red. Gunmetal eye shadow and black mascara gave a smouldering demureness to her face with a hint of menace. Primping her hair, the lustrous coiffure of shoulder-length blonde curls completed her look.
She placed her hands on her hips in an austere pose of authority. Her reflection was her evocation of a vamp from the silver screen. She would be his demanding femme-fatale and he would be her helpless matinee idol.
“Dreams will come true,” she muttered to herself.
Her mouth curled at one edge as she imagined how she would have him. Conjuring his naked image in her mind revealed a wicked look of need on her face. It surprised her how obvious her desire was. She looked so elegant and yet so very dirty.
On a hanger was a respectable bold polka-dot dress. Its length would hide the lewdity of her lingerie. The probity of her exterior would make the contrast of what she wore underneath even more shocking.
Picking up her keys, she put them in her shoulder bag. With a slam of the back door, she left to find her quarry.
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The high-pitched crackle of the welding gun filled the barn with electric blue light. Standing over the metal frame before him, Scott tacked the corners of the box-section joint.
He worked amidst a collection of stacked hay bales and crammed racking. The warm yellow light of the tired strip-lights cast tight shadows over the organised chaos. This was his workshop - his masculine domain.
Repairing the trailer he needed for his new business venture; it had been laid up outside for years. Structurally sound but rusted in places; it was also filthy dirty. The important thing was it had cost him nothing; it was free to a good home.
The day before, he had spoken to Cally via webcam and endured her teasing with Becky goading her on. Despite telling Eva that Cally was history, his timidity and hormones got the better of him.
They had found a naturist resort in Southern France and Cally baited him with tales of nude sunbathing. Keen to regale to him how they were both getting an all-over tan, she played with him like a cat mortally teasing a mouse. Cavorting on camera in skimpy swimwear, the conversation between them was loaded with Sapphic innuendo.
By the end of their conversation, he was nursing a raging hard cock. It took all of his resolve not to take matters into his own hands. That was his penance to Eva, he was going to be true to his word and not give Cally the satisfaction.
This was only yesterday and now it was utter torture. Driven by his own frustration, his intention was to work and take his mind off it.
His phone buzzed, it was a text message.
Becky’s just greased me up all over. Now my pussy feels so wet. Don’t tell her ha ha ha! We’re cooking on a nuddy beach going all brown. Chat on webcam tonight? I’ll show you all my white bits… Ooops, haven’t got any! X
Instinctively his loins stirred and he tossed the phone onto a nearby chair. He was adamant this time that he would not reply.
“Cock-teasing bitch,” he hissed under his breath.
In contrast, Eva had not been in touch. Agreeing to her need for discretion, he had no idea what that really meant in practice. Trying to fathom out who should make the first move was a vexatious question beyond his years of inexperience.
Flicking down the mask, the welding gun sparked into life. He laid down a seam and the barn filled with acid blue and yellow arc light.
Standing at the doorway and blissfully unaware of her presence, Eva watched him work. He looked so rugged and masculine. In a dirty t-shirt and shorts, his arms were smeared with oily marks. Brawny muscles at work shone with the sheen of his toil.
Crouched over the workbench, the tightness in the seat of his shorts aggravated the torment inside her. She longed to clasp his taut arse, feeling it tighten as he filled her.
The loud popping sound of the welder was her cue. Creeping with the stealth of a lioness, she approached her prey. The excitement of having him pulsed through her naked sex.
Releasing the trigger of the gun, silence leeched into the barn.
“Hello Scott.”
He recoiled only for the split second it took to register the soft burr of her cut-glass accent.
Lifting the mask from his face, she smiled wryly as Scott looked upon her in astonishment.
“Eva. This is a nice surprise. Wow, look at you.”
She looked incredible. Her heavy eyelids surveyed him, up and then down. Painted lips parted in an expression of sexual provocation.
The intent held in her eyes paralysed him as she moved closer. Leaning back, he clasped at the edge of the bench as she asserted herself upon him. The heady scent of her perfume and her exquisitely painted face surged his own body with lust.
“Scott, I’ve been watching you for a while, you look so busy… and dirty.”
“Huh? Yeah, a bit,” Scott shrugged. “Fixing up that trailer I told you about.”
“Do I look dirty to you Scott?”
He could feel the heat rise in his cheeks, his heart quickened as he nodded. He gulped to clear his drying mouth.
“You’ve not been to see me…”
Scott smiled bashfully.
“Erm, I think you need to tell me how discretion works. Do I make the first move? Kinda got me stuck.”
His naiveté made Eva smile, “You only have to call. You have our number; it’s under Cally’s name probably?”
“Shit, yeah.”
At that moment, Scott felt incredibly stupid. Eva laughed harder and moved closer to him.
“This is discreet enough isn’t it?”
Grabbing the thin fabric of his t-shirt, she pressed her lips to his. The tack of her pillow lips invited an immediate response and the kiss lingered. Her soft thigh nestled between his legs and her elegant hand teased a nipple.
Softly caressing his burgeoning hardness against her thigh, the kiss intensified. He fed with the hunger of a starved man. His strong hands clasped her slim waist pressing her body against his. The scent of mineral oil was intoxicating, the heat of his skin and the strength of his embrace enraged her intense need.
She pushed him away tenderly. Looking at him, she had stolen his breath. His lips red with her lipstick, he had an awestruck look of astonishment on his face. Sensuously, she rubbed at them with her thumb whilst caressing her thigh against his cock.
“I’m horny Scott, I want you.”
“Fuck, me too.”
She looked down to see the bulge in his shorts.
“I can tell. You haven’t been saving yourself for me all this time, have you?”
He nodded and looked sheepish, “Erm, yes… I… I really wanted to see you but…”
Placing a finger to his lips, it placated him instantly.
“Shush...”
Her fingers slowly traced down his body, slow as a lone feather in flight. In the still silence, she could feel the thumping in his chest through each fingertip. The pounding became more and more distant as they arrived at his crotch.
Easing his shorts open, she slid a hand inside them. She watched the helpless look of desire on his face as she clasped his hard cock. She felt the swell of power over his plight as he flinched and groaned hard. His girth was hot; it felt so fat and ready. Watching him, she toyed with his helplessness; his shallow warm breaths hitting her bare skin
“It’s not healthy to deny yourself for so long Scott. It’s been what? A week?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Aw, poor thing. Your balls must be fit to burst.”
“They ache.”
The thought of his body in such desperate need sent crackles of electricity into her loins.
“You look so manly. It turns me on.”
Taking a few steps back, slowly she eased each strap of the dress off her shoulders. In a pool of fabric, it fell onto the chequer plate floor.
“Jesus!” he hissed.
His eyes were wide, pupils dilated. This was beyond the two-dimensional images of his wildest fantasies. His body responded with a sudden uncontrollable urge to have her. His senses heightened into such a delirium he could barely register the sight before him.
Easing her legs apart, she showed him the pose she had practised. She watched his eyes flick over her semi-naked body. He was frozen to the spot, deeply aroused and overwhelmed. He lingered at the elegance of her long neck gliding in a long arc to her fine collarbone. The swell of her breasts heaving as she revelled in his avid attention of her body. The provocation of the cleft gap between her legs, devoid of fabric and hair drew a sharp gasp.
His reaction eased a knowing smile from her, he was hers for the taking.
“F..f..uck you look amazing!”
As each stiletto struck the chequer plate floor, her gait forced her hips to sway hypnotically. Seducing him with every sinew that stretched and taut muscle that flexed - it was impossible to tear his eyes from her semi-naked body.
“So, you like what you see?”
“Yes, you look incredible.”
“Incredible enough to fuck?”
“In a heartbeat.”
With a waggle of her finger, he knew what to do. Stripping off his clothes readily, he stood there naked. His toned athletic physique and firm erection fuelled the desire inside her. It was her turn to linger and commit his body to memory for another erotic night time dream.
Pulling at the eyes and hooks, the bustier came free. Thrown onto the bench, her generous full-cupped breasts completed the reveal. Her mind turned to carnal desire, his cock was brooding and thick. She felt her loins pulse harder with the desire to feel it inside her.
She pushed her naked body against his like a dealer taunting a junkie with a fix. The firm cushion of her breasts squeezed against his chest, the soft flare of her tummy pressed against his enflamed cock.
“Please Eva, please…”
She kissed him again and his response was desperate. Oily hands clasped her breasts as he teased her nipples between his fingers. Presenting her neck, a litany of soft kisses worshipped her as they tracked down to her shoulders.
She gave his rigid cock a firm squeeze forcing out a hissed exhalation of air. His groans kept time with her continuous slow stroking of his cock. It was mechanical, devoid of emotion and relief. Looking to her, his pleading eyes filled with mercy. Her capture of his body was complete, the wild exhilaration of being desired hidden by her impassive face.
“You must have so much thick creamy spunk in those balls…”
“Uh-huh.”
“You are going to defile my married wet cunt with it. Fill me up then watch it leak from my well-fucked hole.”
His pronounced groan was loud and coarse.
“With a cock as beautiful as yours, filling my tight arse with spunk would be a fitting tribute for a whore like me.”
“Fucking hell Eva…”
His cock flexed violently prompting a giggle from her painted mouth. It was mocking, a laugh of playful pity.
“Call me a dirty bitch.”
“You are filthy bitch Eva, a dirty whore.”
Her insides quivered as his words washed through her.
“You’d better believe it.”
To her knees, she would show him as she focussed on his length. Plump scarlet veins fed the fierce hardness of it. Gripping it firmly, it did not yield. Playfully, she pressed it to her cheek watching his pleading eyes widen in anticipation.
“It feels so hot and ready to fuck.”
“Oh god, oh...”
Taking him in her mouth, she felt his body lurch as the head of his cock defeated her gag reflex. He gripped the edge of the bench, a deep growl escaped from the cavernous barn as his body rose and fell on deep lungfuls of air.
“SHIT!!!”
Leaving a tidemark of vivid red lipstick around his cock, she showed it to him. She had taken his entire length.
“Oops. Lipstick on your cock told a tale on you.”
Again and again, he watched to see her take him whole. Mesmerised at her application to his hard cock, her mouth felt so tight and silken. Easing he juices from her slit, she dipped two fingers inside. The warmth on her fingers matched the heat in her mouth. Aching heavily, she explored the broiling heat of her sex. It felt so needy; her clit sensitive and swollen.
Each of his heavy groan bellowed deeper than the last, her roaming hands felt every cut muscle of his enflamed body. Finding his nipples, they amplified the intense pleasure stealing his breath and weakening his knees.
“Eva... Eva… please… pl…”
Overloaded senses shot more images through his mind. On her back naked with her legs parted and bent at the knees. The sight of her full breasts melded perfectly to her torso; her nipples puckered and hard. The way her mouth pouted as he penetrated her scarlet sex. The blissful look on her face as she climaxed on his cock.
Between his legs, her slick fingers rubbed over that knotted muscle. He groaned loudly with animal lust as she violated him. Fucking him with the tip of her finger, she took to deep throating his cock.
“Oh fuck! F…f…”
She pressed hard penetrating him deeply. The tensile heat flooding to his loins was unbearable; he was a willing prisoner to her attention. His loud groans crumbled into a mere whimper.
Gripping his saliva coated cock; she squeezed it again, stroking him as she fingered his tight arse. She knew that her torture would make him explode. She wanted the full violence of his ejaculation inside her.
“Good boy, good boy. You are going to cum so hard.”
“Eva, please… I will, I will… I’m begging… beg…”
His pleading ebbed away as she took his cock again and teased the spongy lump inside him. He watched her as she took him completely, her eyes meeting his to consummate the filthy deed. He felt helpless, skewered by her mouth and probing finger. The flex in his perineum returned nothing, he felt numb and still his cock flexed hard.
Looking up, she held his hard cock out to see. The heartfelt look in his eyes made her laugh.
“Mmm, you like that don’t you?”
He nodded helplessly as his body rose and fell.
Licking the foreboding length of his cock, his malevolent cock was rigid and vicious looking. Teasing his prostate, she smiled as it flexed to her command.
She wondered how many times it would take to unburden himself fully. How many times would he need to avail himself to her before he could give her no more? She resolved to take it all, sate her considerable need and leave him drained and happy.
Rising from her haunches, he clung to the bench in desperation. His oil-covered knuckles whitened by their need to support in wracked body.
“Lie on the bench.”
The bench was broad and long; the sound of metal clattered jaggedly off the walls as he swept it to the floor. His slow obedient movements were mixed with a trembling arousal as lay before her. Watching her mount the bench, the hang of her breasts lingered over his mouth as she fed him one of her nipples. Gasping at his attention, she caressed his heavy balls and stroked his menacing cock.
She straddled his face and her glistening sex filled his vision. Swollen and wet, he yearned to taste it and worship her in equal measure.
“Eat.”
Her fingers ran through his tousled hair clamping his mouth to the wet musky folds of her sex. His tongue eased inside her, its enthusiasm threatened to overwhelm her. Rubbing her smooth mound over his mouth, zephyr air from his nostrils caressed her mons. Pursed lips sucked gently on her clit, his tongue sliding like wet velvet over the sensitive tip.
One airy breath flowed into another, his divine touch ratcheted up the tension inside her. Watching his willing mouth do her bidding, she clasped her breasts. She pulled on her nipples and began to writhe.
“That’s it, eat my cunt. Suck on my clit.”
Flicking at her imprisoned clit, shockwaves of energy ricocheted into her core. Her snatched breaths redoubled his efforts as her hips writhed harder. Pushing her sex against his face, tense muscles began to spasm. As he gave her what she craved, her body began to convulse.
During her slumber and as soon as she awoke, this was what she needed. Looking down at her bare sex pressed to his mouth, she trembled harder. Prone and submissive, his attentive mouth was going to send her over the edge.
“Yes, I’m going to cum, make me cum, make me…”
Her fingers pulled on his hair again to keep him in place as she began to shake harder. Directing her mound to his mouth, his tongue lashed out and delivered the final sensuous blow.
“Yes, YES!”
A flood of sweet juices eased into his mouth as she spasmed hard. She knew it was too easy, the blessed relief felt only temporary. His blunt tip of his tongue maintained its delirious tempo. Perfect in its attention, her whole body responded immediately.
Each flick found its mark so effortlessly yet the intense passion she felt would not ease. Moaning loudly as it built so quickly, she cried out as more powerful spasms tore through her. Her trembling legs clattered against his prone body. Writhing forcefully, she convulsed harder on top of him. It was as powerful as it was unexpected. She knew her arousal was intense, yet she did not expect to give herself to him so readily.
Her body felt so light, the constraint of his muscular arms wrapped around her thighs were so strong and implacable. Her body started to tighten again; it was set on its own course. Her body reared up with a sudden surge that mugged her senses. The scorching flames in her core crushed her body in an overwhelming series of spasms.
She convulsed with a sickening gurgle and then howled for air as her body convulsed with gut wrenching spasms.
“F..f..f…UCK! FUCK! FUCK!”
In a massive tidal wave of release, she felt like she was drowning. Mind and body thrown out to sea as another surge powered through her.
Ebbing from her, the automatic undulation of her hips eased. Her skin felt hot as she pressing down with every scrap of strength left. Freed from his grasp, she shuffled her sex from his mouth. Throbbing in a luxurious afterglow, she leant back and locked her arms. Her domineering act was a playful deceit but her body would not maintain the pretence.
Her sex was still aflame and she could hear the cry of her body begging for more. Sliding down on top of him, their bodies pressed together. The friction on her nipples surged through her. She melted into him as his strong arms held her and pressed into the flesh of her taut rump. Sharing her musky juices together, her passionate kiss eased his manly grasp of her body.
With her fingers interlacied with his, she pulled his hands over his head. Peppering his body with soft kisses, she sucked on his hard nipple. She found his hard cock between her legs and rubbed her wet sex over its length.
Kissing him harder, she felt so alive in the moment. It tingled through her loins as she ground against his hard length. His moans returned and his fiercely hard cock throbbed. He was trying to flex it and penetrate her.
“I need to fuck you Eva. I begging you, please, please…”
She took him in hand and breeched her slit with the head. Taunting him with subtle movements of her hips, his vulnerable body eased a calculating smile from her face.
“Beg harder…”
“I want you so badly, I’m begging… begging you. I’ll do anything… anything…”
Pushing her hands on the reddening marks on his chest, she impaled herself slowly onto his rigid shaft. Arching his back, he felt the cauldron heat of her slide down his shaft. His rumbling growl coursed through her body as she slowly took each thick inch.
She bit her lower lip and sitting on his full length; she buried completely inside her.
Watching the ecstasy on his face, she held him there feeling his girth throb against her snug pussy walls.
Majestically, Eva sat upright and slowly rocked her mound against him. Her sex pressed tightly around his hot shaft. As the antidote to her frustration, she slowly savoured it. His groans of appreciation echoed off the walls as his hands clasped her full breasts. The throbbing sensation from her pussy teased the sleeping bear within her once more.
“You would do anything if I fucked you huh? Mmmm, that’s a dangerous deal to make with me.”
Using the spring in her thighs, she slowly tortured his length.
“Oh fuck, anything, anything… please fuck me!”
The steel hard heat of his cock pressed firmly against the engorged walls of her sex. She alternated between subtlety and longer pile driving slams feeding the tension inside her. He watched his cock as it cleaved her sex, drawing her tightly around his girth. He was lost; he could barely maintain eye contact. The agony and pleasure combined to drive his loud groans and wretched contortions beneath her assertive body.
“You want to cum so badly don’t you?”
“Yes, yes.”
He muttered the words repeatedly, as she drove her hips faster onto him. His moaning filled the barn as she directed his cock to the most sensitive part of her cunt. With that rabid tension building, his cock goaded her body into another release. Hard at its zenith buried in her, his body was her plaything. Her ambition was to desecrate the last scrap of decency she had left. To fill her with cum and lay waste to the last claim her husband had on her body.
Lifting herself from him, he followed her lead. Perched on the edge of the bench, she opened her legs, took his cock and guided him into her. Before her was his wracked body and looking down, he watched as his cock violated her again.
Looking deeply into her eyes and with his tender fingers, he softly stroked her flushed face and mottled skin. Wretched with lust, she admired his tenderness. Most men would selfishly take their tawdry pleasure between her legs and be done with her. It took a boy to show her affection.
“Pound me ’til you spunk. Put it into my married cunt.”
With each of his hands directed to her breasts, he caressed her breasts and nipples. Feeling his cock fully inside her she let him see her blissful reaction. Pushing on his body, she measured out that place inside her. With her soft gasp and closed eyes, he knew he had found it.
“Like that, give it to me like that.”
Feeling her slight hands on his hips, she directed his pace. As he gave her the first shallow thrust, it jarred the pressure inside her. Watching as he began to fuck her, her heels pressed into his calves. Measuring time, she directed him to graze that perfect place over and over again.
“Yes, yes, like that. Good boy, good boy.”
Her student was a fast learner; his precision to his task was relentless. The fluidity of his movements took her and her response was instinctive. With a pouting soft groan, she flicked his nipples with fevered thumbs. His own groans growing louder as the heat in his loins began to build.
Moaning softly, his cock slid effortlessly into her tightening sex. The prospect of him filling her, the first man other than her husband in many years heightened her desire. Tightening around him, he began to struggle to maintain his languid thrusts.
“Cum in me, I’m going to cum soon. Turn me into a dirty slut.”
“Fuck, I’m close, I’m so fucking close.”
He embraced the inevitable as his mind took a snapshot of what was before him. He focussed on her expectant face and flushed skin; how her full breasts swayed as he gave it to her. Looking down, she had coated his cock in a creamy white emulsion.
As her heels dictated, he did what she commanded. From her core, a slight tremble took the amplitude of a ferocious shudder; it kept coming, building in intensity. Involuntarily shaking, it slammed into her and the tremendous force shuddered through her soul.
The first heavy spasm around his rigid meat astounded her. Pulling her tightly to his body, she wrapped her arms around his neck. She clung to him as her muscles gripped his cock. Their sinewy power forced out an urgent deep groan. Embracing its incredible strength, she mashed her mouth against him; her tongue teasing his.
Shuddering ferociously, she took her tempestuous climax. He held her tightly as she writhed viciously against his strong masculine body. The tight massaging of his cock was too much. Unlocking his body’s need to release, his torrid frustration vented from him.
Feeling his cock lurch hard, she welcomed the injection of hot heat into her sex with a soft groan. With more rapid throbbing, the heat radiated through her sex, unburdening himself with a series of hard, deep groans.
“Y..Y..Yes, yes, fill me up. Good boy, good boy, fill your whore.”
Bearing down relentlessly to milk it from him, she purred with appreciation as she felt more volleys inside her. Even as the dying embers of her climax flickered, she bore down on him with all her might to drain as much as he could give her.
By the volume of its strong heat, Eva knew it was a heavy load.
Softly throbbing inside her, he stood before her in silence. The warm embrace of release shrouded his body as he trembled in relief.
She smiled happily, he had given his all for her pleasure and he would be richly rewarded.
“Mmm, Scott, that was fantastic.”
She could feel his snatched breathing as he let out a small airy laugh.
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