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I was dating an older woman from work. She was in her late thirties and had a long term boyfriend. I was in my early twenties and her relationship was in its dying days. I was single and easily convinced.
It started on e-mail at work, back before e-mails were checked by IT nazis. We flirted, swapped stories and then shared lunches and swapped lingering glances. She drove me home after work one day and was immediately upfront. She wouldn't have sex with me because of her boyfriend but she knew I was tight for money so she'd pay me to masturbate in front of her. She said this as she sat in her car, parked by my house, as matter-of-factly as asking me to help carry some shopping or if I knew what time the next bus was.
"I'll pay you if you masturbate in front of me, preferably onto me."
This was way out of my comfort zone as I'd never done that before but
a) I really wanted to have sex with her and
b) I really needed money.
She came into my house and didn't glance around once. She had no interest in furniture or the state of the kitchen. She didn't want to know about my house mates either; she just asked where my room was and once we were in there she kissed me. She lay down beside me. She asked me again, softer this time. She took off her top and bra and asked me again as I cupped her breast and again as she licked my nipple and again as she pulled my belt loose and my trousers down.
"Come on me, please."
After an internal debate with myself and blushing furiously I agreed and straddled her, doing what I'd only ever done alone before. My strokes were off pace, my normally private action now under observation but looking at her face and her open mouth, my shyness started to fade.
"Come on me," she repeated and opened her mouth with a sigh.
I cried out and came, across her chest and her chin. She ran her tongue out and licked it from her bottom lip. Then she sat up, pulled her top and bra back on, reached for her bag and handed me a twenty. Then she leant down and sucked the tip of my cock before kissing me fully on the mouth and pressing the taste of my cum onto my tongue.
She called me later from her night job and masturbated.
I said we had to have sex; she agreed and the following night at 10pm she picked me up and drove me to her house. The house was weird; every room was locked off by padlock except the bathroom and her bedroom. Her father was renovating the place and she said she lived here rent free while he worked on the rooms during the day. The air smelt of sawdust but I really didn't care; there was a bed, there were condoms and very quickly there was her body.
She was direct again.
"I want you to lick me," she said.
When I did she was specific about where and how. I delighted in the instructions and the fact she was watching in the mirror at the end of the bed. When she came, and this was the first time I'd licked a girl to orgasm so all credit went to her instructions.
She had me lay back. "How quick do you recover?"
I mumbled a guess and she wrapped her lips around me. My previous blow jobs had been clumsy drunk affairs from girls my age but now I was in a mouth that knew what it was doing. I turned to the mirror and watched her head rise and fall and when I started to draw near I looked out the open door at the hallway and tried to hold off, wanting to enjoy this for longer.
For a second I thought I saw a shadow move but then felt her tongue on my sack and her hand working me and heard her say, "Come, come right now."
"Fifteen minutes," she said and smiled.
She kissed me, I kissed her, and as the minutes ticked by she told me that if I heard footsteps in the night to ignore them.
"The house is haunted," she said matter if factly. "Just don't worry about it. Some nights at 2am there's footsteps."
I felt an icy tingle but then she told me time was up and she pushed me back, assessing my cock for rigidity.
"That going to be hard enough?" she asked.
With renewed confidence I reached down and stroked myself firm. She nodded in appreciation and slid me inside, riding me slowly. She asked me if I minded her indulging her needs.
"What?" I asked breathlessly and she explained, whispering into my ear.
"I only come if I rub against you," she said.
She slid me out and then slowly rubbed her clit against my cock.
"You can do anything you want when I've come," she said and rubbed faster. "Bite me."
I closed my teeth on her nipple.
"Harder," she shouted and I pressed down, hearing her cry out and feeling her body break out in all over sweat as she climaxed.
She sprawled on the bed and told me again, "Anything you want, just come."
I rolled her on her back, spreading her legs and sliding back inside.
"No," she said, "don't fuck me normally. Fuck me how you want to."
My mind went blank.
"You can do anything to me, I'm not your girlfriend."
I reached over and grabbed my t-shirt, pulling it over her eyes. I pushed her hands down and mounted her, then pulled her fingers into my mouth and then put them to my nipples. She tugged at them and I held the t-shirt in place so only her mouth was visible.
My nipples have always been sensitive and she quickly worked out how to play me. I watched her mouth opening and moved up, placing my right nipple between her lips.
"Hard or soft?" she asked but before I could answer she bit down and I breathlessly came.
"You squeak when you come." She laughed.
I managed once more, her again sliding against my cock to come and letting me fuck her as she lay face down on the bed, her legs tight together.
Needless to say, on the dot of 2am I needed the bathroom and I stood in the night air with my back to the stairs. As I finished I heard a footfall. I froze as I heard another and backed out of the room, unwilling to turn around. Another came and I stepped to the side. Another, now with a sound of deep breathing.
I bolted for the room and dove under the covers, pulling the door closed. I heard the steps advance and then stop outside the door. I waited, then a knock came. I turned to her and saw she was sound asleep.
The knock came again and she sighed. "Ok."
The door clicked open.
Nothing entered but in her sleep she pulled the covers aside and put her hand between her legs. I heard the breathy gasp and then watched in terror and arousal as she conducted herself to an orgasm, laying her legs wide.
Her fingers moved fast and she said, "Bite me."
I placed my mouth on the nearest nipple. She cried out and I saw the other nipple twitch as though a mouth was on it but before I could react she was crying out, her hips bucking.
Then her eyes snapped open.
"What?" she asked.
I explained the footsteps and her masturbating. She loomed uncomfortable and pulled her knees up. I started to apologise and she shook her head.
"It's okay. I was just, well, confused for a moment."
"I was fucking terrified," I said and she looked down.
"You don't look terrified," she said.
With sudden confidence I spread her legs, looking down as the wide wet lips of her count.
She smiled as I entered, not thinking to get a condom. "You're shaking," she said and then whispered, "Squeak for me."
I started fucking her. She stared me in the eyes with each thrust, watching me intently as she moved her hands to my nipples. She tweaked and pulled them, flicked them fast with her thumbs and as I started to gasp she dragged her nails down my back and told me over and over to come. I collapsed onto her, my cock aching as it pulsed.
She waited a moment and then rolled me over and manoeuvred herself so she was again sliding her clit against my cock.
"Stay hard a little longer," she whispered and I soon felt the sweat break out on her body as she cried out into my ear.
"This ghost...." I said and she shushed me.
"It fucks me," she said.
I closed my eyes as I felt the sigh of her breath on my neck and then another exhalation on my thigh.
"It fucks me," she said again and I felt her mouth at mine and another mouth wrap around my cock.
"It fucks me," she said, moving upwards to straddle my mouth with her cunt.
As I slid my tongue inside her I felt my cock stiffen and an unseen, unseeable mouth slide up and down me. I felt fingers tease my buttocks apart and start stroking around the ring.
"It fucks me," she said again and I felt the sweat break out on her skin and she collapsed forward, taking my cock in her own mouth now, working me quickly as I glanced to the mirror and saw a faint figure standing beside the bed watching.
It started on e-mail at work, back before e-mails were checked by IT nazis. We flirted, swapped stories and then shared lunches and swapped lingering glances. She drove me home after work one day and was immediately upfront. She wouldn't have sex with me because of her boyfriend but she knew I was tight for money so she'd pay me to masturbate in front of her. She said this as she sat in her car, parked by my house, as matter-of-factly as asking me to help carry some shopping or if I knew what time the next bus was.
"I'll pay you if you masturbate in front of me, preferably onto me."
This was way out of my comfort zone as I'd never done that before but
a) I really wanted to have sex with her and
b) I really needed money.
She came into my house and didn't glance around once. She had no interest in furniture or the state of the kitchen. She didn't want to know about my house mates either; she just asked where my room was and once we were in there she kissed me. She lay down beside me. She asked me again, softer this time. She took off her top and bra and asked me again as I cupped her breast and again as she licked my nipple and again as she pulled my belt loose and my trousers down.
"Come on me, please."
After an internal debate with myself and blushing furiously I agreed and straddled her, doing what I'd only ever done alone before. My strokes were off pace, my normally private action now under observation but looking at her face and her open mouth, my shyness started to fade.
"Come on me," she repeated and opened her mouth with a sigh.
I cried out and came, across her chest and her chin. She ran her tongue out and licked it from her bottom lip. Then she sat up, pulled her top and bra back on, reached for her bag and handed me a twenty. Then she leant down and sucked the tip of my cock before kissing me fully on the mouth and pressing the taste of my cum onto my tongue.
She called me later from her night job and masturbated.
I said we had to have sex; she agreed and the following night at 10pm she picked me up and drove me to her house. The house was weird; every room was locked off by padlock except the bathroom and her bedroom. Her father was renovating the place and she said she lived here rent free while he worked on the rooms during the day. The air smelt of sawdust but I really didn't care; there was a bed, there were condoms and very quickly there was her body.
She was direct again.
"I want you to lick me," she said.
When I did she was specific about where and how. I delighted in the instructions and the fact she was watching in the mirror at the end of the bed. When she came, and this was the first time I'd licked a girl to orgasm so all credit went to her instructions.
She had me lay back. "How quick do you recover?"
I mumbled a guess and she wrapped her lips around me. My previous blow jobs had been clumsy drunk affairs from girls my age but now I was in a mouth that knew what it was doing. I turned to the mirror and watched her head rise and fall and when I started to draw near I looked out the open door at the hallway and tried to hold off, wanting to enjoy this for longer.
For a second I thought I saw a shadow move but then felt her tongue on my sack and her hand working me and heard her say, "Come, come right now."
"Fifteen minutes," she said and smiled.
She kissed me, I kissed her, and as the minutes ticked by she told me that if I heard footsteps in the night to ignore them.
"The house is haunted," she said matter if factly. "Just don't worry about it. Some nights at 2am there's footsteps."
I felt an icy tingle but then she told me time was up and she pushed me back, assessing my cock for rigidity.
"That going to be hard enough?" she asked.
With renewed confidence I reached down and stroked myself firm. She nodded in appreciation and slid me inside, riding me slowly. She asked me if I minded her indulging her needs.
"What?" I asked breathlessly and she explained, whispering into my ear.
"I only come if I rub against you," she said.
She slid me out and then slowly rubbed her clit against my cock.
"You can do anything you want when I've come," she said and rubbed faster. "Bite me."
I closed my teeth on her nipple.
"Harder," she shouted and I pressed down, hearing her cry out and feeling her body break out in all over sweat as she climaxed.
She sprawled on the bed and told me again, "Anything you want, just come."
I rolled her on her back, spreading her legs and sliding back inside.
"No," she said, "don't fuck me normally. Fuck me how you want to."
My mind went blank.
"You can do anything to me, I'm not your girlfriend."
I reached over and grabbed my t-shirt, pulling it over her eyes. I pushed her hands down and mounted her, then pulled her fingers into my mouth and then put them to my nipples. She tugged at them and I held the t-shirt in place so only her mouth was visible.
My nipples have always been sensitive and she quickly worked out how to play me. I watched her mouth opening and moved up, placing my right nipple between her lips.
"Hard or soft?" she asked but before I could answer she bit down and I breathlessly came.
"You squeak when you come." She laughed.
I managed once more, her again sliding against my cock to come and letting me fuck her as she lay face down on the bed, her legs tight together.
Needless to say, on the dot of 2am I needed the bathroom and I stood in the night air with my back to the stairs. As I finished I heard a footfall. I froze as I heard another and backed out of the room, unwilling to turn around. Another came and I stepped to the side. Another, now with a sound of deep breathing.
I bolted for the room and dove under the covers, pulling the door closed. I heard the steps advance and then stop outside the door. I waited, then a knock came. I turned to her and saw she was sound asleep.
The knock came again and she sighed. "Ok."
The door clicked open.
Nothing entered but in her sleep she pulled the covers aside and put her hand between her legs. I heard the breathy gasp and then watched in terror and arousal as she conducted herself to an orgasm, laying her legs wide.
Her fingers moved fast and she said, "Bite me."
I placed my mouth on the nearest nipple. She cried out and I saw the other nipple twitch as though a mouth was on it but before I could react she was crying out, her hips bucking.
Then her eyes snapped open.
"What?" she asked.
I explained the footsteps and her masturbating. She loomed uncomfortable and pulled her knees up. I started to apologise and she shook her head.
"It's okay. I was just, well, confused for a moment."
"I was fucking terrified," I said and she looked down.
"You don't look terrified," she said.
With sudden confidence I spread her legs, looking down as the wide wet lips of her count.
She smiled as I entered, not thinking to get a condom. "You're shaking," she said and then whispered, "Squeak for me."
I started fucking her. She stared me in the eyes with each thrust, watching me intently as she moved her hands to my nipples. She tweaked and pulled them, flicked them fast with her thumbs and as I started to gasp she dragged her nails down my back and told me over and over to come. I collapsed onto her, my cock aching as it pulsed.
She waited a moment and then rolled me over and manoeuvred herself so she was again sliding her clit against my cock.
"Stay hard a little longer," she whispered and I soon felt the sweat break out on her body as she cried out into my ear.
"This ghost...." I said and she shushed me.
"It fucks me," she said.
I closed my eyes as I felt the sigh of her breath on my neck and then another exhalation on my thigh.
"It fucks me," she said again and I felt her mouth at mine and another mouth wrap around my cock.
"It fucks me," she said, moving upwards to straddle my mouth with her cunt.
As I slid my tongue inside her I felt my cock stiffen and an unseen, unseeable mouth slide up and down me. I felt fingers tease my buttocks apart and start stroking around the ring.
"It fucks me," she said again and I felt the sweat break out on her skin and she collapsed forward, taking my cock in her own mouth now, working me quickly as I glanced to the mirror and saw a faint figure standing beside the bed watching.
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