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The Blonde in her Porsche.
I’m James 35, fit, well educated, and work in chemical research. Being single I have no other responsibilities. When I want sex it will be readily supplied by my secretary or two lovely research assistants studying for their PhD’s at the local University.
My hobbies are numerous. I formed a list while I was at University and I’m ticking my way through as many ‘dangerous sports’ as possible. Yes I thrive of risk!
Today I’m driving my old pre 1950 Morgan 4/4 heading to my retreat home in Scotland; alone. Just joining the M8, the late morning sun is warm so my roof is down. I don’t have a care in the world.
The sun glints off of a windscreen of a green Porsche. It tucks in behind me. Even though I’m doing 69 mph it stays back shadowing. I’m just thinking it may be a pain police car when it shoots past me. I ease the brakes when it sides back in to my lane. It’s a blonde girl with her hair flying in the breeze; her top (car roof) is also down.
Her speed decreases as we take an incline. Easing past I don’t even look at her. When I’ve eased back into my previous lane I watch the Porsche fade in my mirrors.
The light traffic has me daydreaming when the Porsche re-appears and races alongside. She only really gets my attention when she remains alongside. Casually I take a slow look at the driver.
We’re both sporting Ray Bans (sunglasses). Her hair is now under some control below a flat cap. I should say that my hair is fully under control beneath my flat cap. From under her Ray Bans she gives me a broad smile. Being a red blooded male, when a pretty girl smiles you smile back. At a shade under 70 mph she give me the universal hand signal for ‘drink’. What do you think I did? Yes, I gave the thumbs up sign. She points to the upcoming junction and we pair off of the motorway, as if welded together.
Towards the island she flies past and indicates right. She obviously knows where she is and soon has us parking in a large pub.
I skip across to open her door but I’m too late. Her long legs keep firmly together a she swings them out. She stand beside me and introduced herself in a broad Scottish accent. ‘Bobby’.
Her mini skirt covers the essentials and not a millimetre more. Her sports jacket has a very fetching shape. We walk together into the pub. Reaching the door I let her go first. Always a gentleman. As I follow I gaze over her ‘to die for’ bum; moving independently under her skirt.
‘Sorry guys. We had a very unexpected and innocent lunch. The food is great, the conversation is great and the view is exceptional; at least while her jacket warms the back of her seat.’
She pays the bill and we leave arm in arm. My dick does twitch when she keeps her full bosom firmly against my arm. A quick peck and she roars off. As the Porsche fishtails down the road she waves.
At my retreat cottage a day later.
I am sunning myself while fly fishing on the adjacent river. I hear a low growl from a sports car as it comes to a halt on the lane; just idling. Having no neighbours or friends that know of this place, I’m annoyed at the upcoming disturbance. The gravel crunches under the car’s tyres as the driver decides this is the place. ‘Oh shit. Company’.
Bobby appears around the building. One arm clutching groceries against her bosom, a bright smile and her other hand swinging a very small overnight bag. She bends down to steal a kiss and my eyes are drawn to her two fine boobs held in their swing.
“Hi James, I did say I would pop over for the night if I had time.” I nod. “I have tonight but I have to leave around mid-day tomorrow. You carry on fishing. I’ll find the bedroom and make lunch.” Turning I watch her yellow shorts sway with each step. How could I be this lucky?
I know she has at least found the bathroom as the shower goes on….. then off. 45 minutes later I hear, “Lunch is ready.” Great I’m getting peckish so I head for the kitchen. Washing my hands in the kitchen sink I hear movement. I’ll be there is a second,” I say grabbing a glass of water
.
I turn and standing in the doorway is a blonde with 36C’s, trim waist, hand grabable hips, long shapely legs and a freshly shaved pussy. Oh did I say she was naked?
Spluttering my drink I enjoy the unexpected exposure. With my hands respectfully on the small of her back and shoulder we kiss properly for the first time.
Bobby starts removing my belt, undoes my trousers; they fall due to gravity. She slips my boxers down sufficient to expose my dick and balls, saying, “I’ve wanted you since you first drove past. The last days have been pure torture. Fuck me.” I guide her backward towards the dining table. Reaching it she leans back. With her legs around my waist, she pulls my dick towards her pussy.
Using her heals like spurs she pulls me, driving my dick deep into her pussy. Settling with my weight onto her mons I hold position. Having other ideas Bobby start rocking her hips and pulling me deeper with her thighs. “Come on fuck me.” Bobby demands. Taking her by surprise I quickly pull out and drive in hard. Her head drops back and “Yes. Yes,” escapes her mouth. I take her fast spurred on by her spurs (heels) driving into my bum. Our first primeval fuck is over in seconds; both panting hard.
Bobby smiles, “Wow. Now that was more like it. For last couple of nights my pussy has had a real beating over the thought of getting banged hard. That was fantastic. Would you take me to bed and make love to me?” “My pleasure” I suggest. “Mine too. I hope.”
With lunch forgotten we reach the mastered room and slip between cool sheets. I want to feel her large boobs but the feisty Bobby dives below the sheets searching out my dick. Like a limpet she latches on. Her tongue teases everywhere it can reach. Alternating between her head pumping my shaft or her hand, soon has me wishing to fuck her again. She seems to examine every millimetre of my balls and dick. When she is satisfied that I wet enough I’m slipped into her throat. If I’m not careful I’ll cum too soon.
Rolling her over I pin her shoulders down with my shins. By arching my back I ease my dick down towards her mouth. Her hand grabs my dick and slides me back in. I flex my hips gently fucking her mouth. Her knees are raised and holding my head. Prising them open I see my target; her pussy. Eagerly I lick along the slit. As I gradually increase pressure I sink ever deeper. Now when I run my tongue along her pussy-lips I feel her clit; enlarged and ready to play. Two can play the sucking game. I latch on and suck. My tongue flicks across her clit as my finger goes in search for her g-spot.
Bobby keeps trying to roll us over as I tease her clit. That is until I find her g-spot. Firmly I stroke her spot and she stops fighting me. Bobby releases my dick and settles back enjoying a very pleasant oral secession. Her groaning increases and just as her first tremors start I turn and slip my dick into her hot pussy. Her main orgasm is still building.
As her mini tremors get closer together I lift my chest to see her smiling face and dancing boobs. Her nipples demand attention so I roll us over. Bobby enjoys being in control and immediately fucks us, cowgirl. Happily I enjoy her boobs as she rides my dick. As Bobby’s body tightens I playfully pinch her nipples. That was the final trigger and her building orgasm sweeps over her. As she collapses onto my chest I lift her bum a little. With some free movement now I rapidly fuck her tight pussy. Moments later I fill her sweet pussy for the second time today.
We pass a pleasant couple of hours until it’s time to eat again.
Tonight I have made a reservation at the local restaurant. We have a choice. We can walk 150 meters down a footpath or drive 5 miles around. Don’t you just like the countryside! Bobby decides; we walk.
We both have thin black jackets on with white shirts. Trousers in my case, she chooses a short black skirt; elegant but simple. On the way the heavens opens. She place her jacket over her head protecting her makeup and hair.
With only 50 meters to go to the restaurant we arrive soaked. The waitress offers to take our jackets but we decline. Before Bobby sits, I pulled her chair out. She places her jacket over the back of the chair before sitting. Doing the same I sit opposite her.
Bobby has already picked up the menu and is studying it. After some discussion we put the menus down. Bobby’s wet white shirt has clung around her ample bosom. Her erect darker nipples shows through her translucent shirt. Bobby innocently chuckles singing, “I can see your nipples,” followed by her sex laugh. Little does she know!
The waitress interrupts Bobbies chanting. At first the waitress doesn’t hear Bobby’s order. Initially she is stunned by Bobby’s clinging shirt; so am I. Reaching out I touch the waitress and when she looks at me I repeat our order. Her flushed face is pretty and as she writes our order her nipples show prominent against her flawless tight shirt.
I try not to stare at Bobby’s chest, which is very difficult. Over her shoulder I see our waitress talk to the wine waiter and points in our direction. In seconds he is asking me if I would like to order wine, while looking at Bobby’s chest. He jumps when I touched his hand saying, “The lady isn’t ordering. I am.” He’s full of apologies. Taking my order he leaves but not before giving Bobby a final lingering look.
Bobby looks questioningly at me when I say looking at her chest, “They all seem to like your shirt. I do.” Now she looks down. Realising her exposure her hands cover her boobs. “It’s not going to be easy eating with your hands there! They’ve seen them anyway, relax.” Seeing the funny side Bobby laughs causing her boobs to dance. I reach over and take her hands in mine; like lovers.
Shivering Bobby checks her jacket. It is dry on the inside. Picking it up she excuses herself. I stand as she returns wearing her Jacket; both buttons securely done up. Handing me her shirt she says, “Your pockets are bigger than mine.” Depositing her shirt in my pocket I expected her to sit but she holds out her hand again. “You can keep these too,” Just before I reach the unknown article she allows them to unfold. Her pink sheer knickers dangle from her finger and thumb. Swiftly I capture the garment and it too goes into my pocket. I wasn’t swift enough as the attractive lady opposite, around my age, coughs in surprise. Tucking Bobby’s chair in as she sits gives me an excellent view of her bobbing boobs and erect nipples.
I see our waitress coming with our meal so I whisper some affections to Bobby. She leans forward to hear more. I know that the view the waitress is about to see is awesome. Sure enough the young lady stands admiring the exposed breasts. Bobby eventually notices her and sitting up apologizes. “No problem at all Madam,” the waitress says, all flushed.
The rest of the meal is uneventful except for the charming company, great service, and excellent food and wine.
Before our coffee arrives I pop to the loo. As I’m returning the attractive lady who saw the knickers is waiting. “I was going to give these,” she hand me a pair of warm lacy black knickers, “to my husband but as you seem to be collecting them this evening, I thought you might like them?” Just as I thank her she pushes her card into my shirt pocket. “If you fancy some new scenery while you’re in Scotland, give me a call.” With that she kiss my cheek and slips into the ladies.
Leisurely we sip our coffees. As the lady opposite returns she flashes me a sexy smile.
Paying the bill we leave. It is a dark evening save for the moon light. Although it rained earlier, it is a warm night. I’m enjoying a contented stroll home when Bobby says, “Will you hold this? I’m warm.” She presents me with her jacket! Cheekily I suggest, “If you are that warm how about I carry your skirt too?” Laughing she offers me her skirt. We continue our stroll in the moon light. My hand casually resting on her hip, hers is in my back pocket; keeping my wallet warm!
Entering my kitchen I pour two large brandies and retire. Bobby was the first into bed having nothing to remove!
Leisurely we caress each other. After some mutual oral play I sink into her warm tight body. I don’t exactly thrust into her pussy. It is more like sliding back a forth. Taking most of my weight on my arms I gently plough this lovely woman. Gradually her face and bust show signs of arousal. Just as my arms start to shake she rolls us over. Still in missionary she flexes her hips in time with my movements. She purrs softly as her hips move more urgently. Changing pace she pushes herself up into cowgirl and rides me like a horse on the gallops. We’re both close. Suddenly she stops. She’s up as high as she can be with her pussy just gripping my knob; she cums. Her pussy clamps and re-clamps my knob like I’ve never felt before. I’m very close as her spasms ease. Then she drops along my shaft only stopping when my knob just touches her cervix. She raises herself again. Reaching her apex she squeezes her pussy purposefully around my knob. With a giant squeeze see drops and as I bottom out this time, I cum deep inside her hot body.
Totally spent and satisfied we drift off to sleep.
Early in the morning I sneak out to catch the morning feeding trout. When the smell of bacon frying hits me I leave the fish alone.
Entering the kitchen I see my dress white shirt hovering over the cooker. Bobby’s shapely tanned legs has my full attention. However, as the clouds allow the sun through, I can clearly see the curvature of her spine ending on her peach bum. Squeezing her waist I kiss her neck. After the normal pleasantries I smack her bum. I’m told to butter the bread and leave her tits (her word) alone – for now!
After breakfast I’m impressed as she kneel before me and lovingly blows my dick. I know everyone says it but it was and still is, the best Bj ever: Thanks Bobby.
After a short walk down to the river we return for a light lunch before she leaves.
We enjoy the lunch and I’m disappointed that she has to leave. I’m asked if I would get her overnight bag. Returning she asks for her favourite pink knickers. Finding my jacket I first find a pair of frilly back ones – I must phone her! Then finding her still wet shirt and pink knickers I return to Bobby.
Full of suppries, she is sitting on the table with her bare feet on two chairs; three feet apart. Her knees being wide has her summer dress taught. But the top….. Well it’s unbuttoned and is around her waist. Her gorgeously tanned boobs look mouth-wateringly great!
“Have you found them,” I’m asked. Waving then high she smiles. Her hand then pulls her hem of her dress up showing me her pussy; uncovered. “Shall I put them on you?” I ask “No not until you have ravaged me. Now drop those short.”
Naked from the waist down I slip between her warm thighs. Rubbing a finger over her sex I find she’s well wet. Just like the first time she pulls me into her hot body. I start to fuck her slow and steady. As she lies back I play with her magnificent boobs. A smiling Bobby says, “I have enjoyed your tender love making. It’s really great but….” I wait. “But I want you to take me and force your spunk deep in my cunt. Use me……Please.”
With her fingers holding the edge of the table I fuck her hard and at my most enjoyable rate. Her boobs look marvellous bouncing as I thrust home. I’m nowhere near cumming when Bobby gets vocal, “Yes yes fuck me ….Yeeesss.” Her pussy grips my dick like a firm handshake.
Taking her legs from my waist I fold Bobby in two, fucking her harder and faster. Her boobs, forced between her knees wobble like jelly. With her pussy as open as possible I really enjoy trusting into her silky pussy, lubricated by her sex cream. Bobby may be building to cum again so I lean back and pull her legs together. With her legs straight in the air I re-start ploughing her stunning body. In this position I can now force my dick against her g-spot. Crossing her ankles makes her already tight thighs even tighter on my dick. In a primeval frenzy I use her. I have no doubt now, Bobby is cumming. Scaring the wildlife Bobby moans, “Yes. Fuck me. Oh. Oh Yes….” I’m seconds away from my orgasm causing me to fuck Bobby harder. As she feels me explode Bobby begs, “Yes. Deeper. That’s it. Yes. Fill my fertile pussy. I want your baby!” Hearing this excites me and holding my dick as deep as possible I fire my remaining salvo; nice.
I’m covered in perspiration as I slip out. Bobby holds her legs together and asks for her bag. She takes out a small steel vibrator and slips it into her pussy. “That should keep the little buggers in. Pass my knickers please.”
“Are you serious? About being fertile and unprotected?” I ask astonished. “Yes, my husband has a low sperm count. Yesterday and today are my most fertile days. Hubby is going to fuck me tonight and all of tomorrow. So who knows, I may get pregnant!”
With that she composes herself. “If I need another seeing too would you mind if I called you?” “My pleasure.” As her Porsche starts up I lean in for a kiss and a final boob fondle.
With her Porsche fishtailing down the road she waves.
I’ll must ring the owner of those black knickers!
I hope that you have enjoyed this adventure.
Regards
Jack
I’m James 35, fit, well educated, and work in chemical research. Being single I have no other responsibilities. When I want sex it will be readily supplied by my secretary or two lovely research assistants studying for their PhD’s at the local University.
My hobbies are numerous. I formed a list while I was at University and I’m ticking my way through as many ‘dangerous sports’ as possible. Yes I thrive of risk!
Today I’m driving my old pre 1950 Morgan 4/4 heading to my retreat home in Scotland; alone. Just joining the M8, the late morning sun is warm so my roof is down. I don’t have a care in the world.
The sun glints off of a windscreen of a green Porsche. It tucks in behind me. Even though I’m doing 69 mph it stays back shadowing. I’m just thinking it may be a pain police car when it shoots past me. I ease the brakes when it sides back in to my lane. It’s a blonde girl with her hair flying in the breeze; her top (car roof) is also down.
Her speed decreases as we take an incline. Easing past I don’t even look at her. When I’ve eased back into my previous lane I watch the Porsche fade in my mirrors.
The light traffic has me daydreaming when the Porsche re-appears and races alongside. She only really gets my attention when she remains alongside. Casually I take a slow look at the driver.
We’re both sporting Ray Bans (sunglasses). Her hair is now under some control below a flat cap. I should say that my hair is fully under control beneath my flat cap. From under her Ray Bans she gives me a broad smile. Being a red blooded male, when a pretty girl smiles you smile back. At a shade under 70 mph she give me the universal hand signal for ‘drink’. What do you think I did? Yes, I gave the thumbs up sign. She points to the upcoming junction and we pair off of the motorway, as if welded together.
Towards the island she flies past and indicates right. She obviously knows where she is and soon has us parking in a large pub.
I skip across to open her door but I’m too late. Her long legs keep firmly together a she swings them out. She stand beside me and introduced herself in a broad Scottish accent. ‘Bobby’.
Her mini skirt covers the essentials and not a millimetre more. Her sports jacket has a very fetching shape. We walk together into the pub. Reaching the door I let her go first. Always a gentleman. As I follow I gaze over her ‘to die for’ bum; moving independently under her skirt.
‘Sorry guys. We had a very unexpected and innocent lunch. The food is great, the conversation is great and the view is exceptional; at least while her jacket warms the back of her seat.’
She pays the bill and we leave arm in arm. My dick does twitch when she keeps her full bosom firmly against my arm. A quick peck and she roars off. As the Porsche fishtails down the road she waves.
At my retreat cottage a day later.
I am sunning myself while fly fishing on the adjacent river. I hear a low growl from a sports car as it comes to a halt on the lane; just idling. Having no neighbours or friends that know of this place, I’m annoyed at the upcoming disturbance. The gravel crunches under the car’s tyres as the driver decides this is the place. ‘Oh shit. Company’.
Bobby appears around the building. One arm clutching groceries against her bosom, a bright smile and her other hand swinging a very small overnight bag. She bends down to steal a kiss and my eyes are drawn to her two fine boobs held in their swing.
“Hi James, I did say I would pop over for the night if I had time.” I nod. “I have tonight but I have to leave around mid-day tomorrow. You carry on fishing. I’ll find the bedroom and make lunch.” Turning I watch her yellow shorts sway with each step. How could I be this lucky?
I know she has at least found the bathroom as the shower goes on….. then off. 45 minutes later I hear, “Lunch is ready.” Great I’m getting peckish so I head for the kitchen. Washing my hands in the kitchen sink I hear movement. I’ll be there is a second,” I say grabbing a glass of water
.
I turn and standing in the doorway is a blonde with 36C’s, trim waist, hand grabable hips, long shapely legs and a freshly shaved pussy. Oh did I say she was naked?
Spluttering my drink I enjoy the unexpected exposure. With my hands respectfully on the small of her back and shoulder we kiss properly for the first time.
Bobby starts removing my belt, undoes my trousers; they fall due to gravity. She slips my boxers down sufficient to expose my dick and balls, saying, “I’ve wanted you since you first drove past. The last days have been pure torture. Fuck me.” I guide her backward towards the dining table. Reaching it she leans back. With her legs around my waist, she pulls my dick towards her pussy.
Using her heals like spurs she pulls me, driving my dick deep into her pussy. Settling with my weight onto her mons I hold position. Having other ideas Bobby start rocking her hips and pulling me deeper with her thighs. “Come on fuck me.” Bobby demands. Taking her by surprise I quickly pull out and drive in hard. Her head drops back and “Yes. Yes,” escapes her mouth. I take her fast spurred on by her spurs (heels) driving into my bum. Our first primeval fuck is over in seconds; both panting hard.
Bobby smiles, “Wow. Now that was more like it. For last couple of nights my pussy has had a real beating over the thought of getting banged hard. That was fantastic. Would you take me to bed and make love to me?” “My pleasure” I suggest. “Mine too. I hope.”
With lunch forgotten we reach the mastered room and slip between cool sheets. I want to feel her large boobs but the feisty Bobby dives below the sheets searching out my dick. Like a limpet she latches on. Her tongue teases everywhere it can reach. Alternating between her head pumping my shaft or her hand, soon has me wishing to fuck her again. She seems to examine every millimetre of my balls and dick. When she is satisfied that I wet enough I’m slipped into her throat. If I’m not careful I’ll cum too soon.
Rolling her over I pin her shoulders down with my shins. By arching my back I ease my dick down towards her mouth. Her hand grabs my dick and slides me back in. I flex my hips gently fucking her mouth. Her knees are raised and holding my head. Prising them open I see my target; her pussy. Eagerly I lick along the slit. As I gradually increase pressure I sink ever deeper. Now when I run my tongue along her pussy-lips I feel her clit; enlarged and ready to play. Two can play the sucking game. I latch on and suck. My tongue flicks across her clit as my finger goes in search for her g-spot.
Bobby keeps trying to roll us over as I tease her clit. That is until I find her g-spot. Firmly I stroke her spot and she stops fighting me. Bobby releases my dick and settles back enjoying a very pleasant oral secession. Her groaning increases and just as her first tremors start I turn and slip my dick into her hot pussy. Her main orgasm is still building.
As her mini tremors get closer together I lift my chest to see her smiling face and dancing boobs. Her nipples demand attention so I roll us over. Bobby enjoys being in control and immediately fucks us, cowgirl. Happily I enjoy her boobs as she rides my dick. As Bobby’s body tightens I playfully pinch her nipples. That was the final trigger and her building orgasm sweeps over her. As she collapses onto my chest I lift her bum a little. With some free movement now I rapidly fuck her tight pussy. Moments later I fill her sweet pussy for the second time today.
We pass a pleasant couple of hours until it’s time to eat again.
Tonight I have made a reservation at the local restaurant. We have a choice. We can walk 150 meters down a footpath or drive 5 miles around. Don’t you just like the countryside! Bobby decides; we walk.
We both have thin black jackets on with white shirts. Trousers in my case, she chooses a short black skirt; elegant but simple. On the way the heavens opens. She place her jacket over her head protecting her makeup and hair.
With only 50 meters to go to the restaurant we arrive soaked. The waitress offers to take our jackets but we decline. Before Bobby sits, I pulled her chair out. She places her jacket over the back of the chair before sitting. Doing the same I sit opposite her.
Bobby has already picked up the menu and is studying it. After some discussion we put the menus down. Bobby’s wet white shirt has clung around her ample bosom. Her erect darker nipples shows through her translucent shirt. Bobby innocently chuckles singing, “I can see your nipples,” followed by her sex laugh. Little does she know!
The waitress interrupts Bobbies chanting. At first the waitress doesn’t hear Bobby’s order. Initially she is stunned by Bobby’s clinging shirt; so am I. Reaching out I touch the waitress and when she looks at me I repeat our order. Her flushed face is pretty and as she writes our order her nipples show prominent against her flawless tight shirt.
I try not to stare at Bobby’s chest, which is very difficult. Over her shoulder I see our waitress talk to the wine waiter and points in our direction. In seconds he is asking me if I would like to order wine, while looking at Bobby’s chest. He jumps when I touched his hand saying, “The lady isn’t ordering. I am.” He’s full of apologies. Taking my order he leaves but not before giving Bobby a final lingering look.
Bobby looks questioningly at me when I say looking at her chest, “They all seem to like your shirt. I do.” Now she looks down. Realising her exposure her hands cover her boobs. “It’s not going to be easy eating with your hands there! They’ve seen them anyway, relax.” Seeing the funny side Bobby laughs causing her boobs to dance. I reach over and take her hands in mine; like lovers.
Shivering Bobby checks her jacket. It is dry on the inside. Picking it up she excuses herself. I stand as she returns wearing her Jacket; both buttons securely done up. Handing me her shirt she says, “Your pockets are bigger than mine.” Depositing her shirt in my pocket I expected her to sit but she holds out her hand again. “You can keep these too,” Just before I reach the unknown article she allows them to unfold. Her pink sheer knickers dangle from her finger and thumb. Swiftly I capture the garment and it too goes into my pocket. I wasn’t swift enough as the attractive lady opposite, around my age, coughs in surprise. Tucking Bobby’s chair in as she sits gives me an excellent view of her bobbing boobs and erect nipples.
I see our waitress coming with our meal so I whisper some affections to Bobby. She leans forward to hear more. I know that the view the waitress is about to see is awesome. Sure enough the young lady stands admiring the exposed breasts. Bobby eventually notices her and sitting up apologizes. “No problem at all Madam,” the waitress says, all flushed.
The rest of the meal is uneventful except for the charming company, great service, and excellent food and wine.
Before our coffee arrives I pop to the loo. As I’m returning the attractive lady who saw the knickers is waiting. “I was going to give these,” she hand me a pair of warm lacy black knickers, “to my husband but as you seem to be collecting them this evening, I thought you might like them?” Just as I thank her she pushes her card into my shirt pocket. “If you fancy some new scenery while you’re in Scotland, give me a call.” With that she kiss my cheek and slips into the ladies.
Leisurely we sip our coffees. As the lady opposite returns she flashes me a sexy smile.
Paying the bill we leave. It is a dark evening save for the moon light. Although it rained earlier, it is a warm night. I’m enjoying a contented stroll home when Bobby says, “Will you hold this? I’m warm.” She presents me with her jacket! Cheekily I suggest, “If you are that warm how about I carry your skirt too?” Laughing she offers me her skirt. We continue our stroll in the moon light. My hand casually resting on her hip, hers is in my back pocket; keeping my wallet warm!
Entering my kitchen I pour two large brandies and retire. Bobby was the first into bed having nothing to remove!
Leisurely we caress each other. After some mutual oral play I sink into her warm tight body. I don’t exactly thrust into her pussy. It is more like sliding back a forth. Taking most of my weight on my arms I gently plough this lovely woman. Gradually her face and bust show signs of arousal. Just as my arms start to shake she rolls us over. Still in missionary she flexes her hips in time with my movements. She purrs softly as her hips move more urgently. Changing pace she pushes herself up into cowgirl and rides me like a horse on the gallops. We’re both close. Suddenly she stops. She’s up as high as she can be with her pussy just gripping my knob; she cums. Her pussy clamps and re-clamps my knob like I’ve never felt before. I’m very close as her spasms ease. Then she drops along my shaft only stopping when my knob just touches her cervix. She raises herself again. Reaching her apex she squeezes her pussy purposefully around my knob. With a giant squeeze see drops and as I bottom out this time, I cum deep inside her hot body.
Totally spent and satisfied we drift off to sleep.
Early in the morning I sneak out to catch the morning feeding trout. When the smell of bacon frying hits me I leave the fish alone.
Entering the kitchen I see my dress white shirt hovering over the cooker. Bobby’s shapely tanned legs has my full attention. However, as the clouds allow the sun through, I can clearly see the curvature of her spine ending on her peach bum. Squeezing her waist I kiss her neck. After the normal pleasantries I smack her bum. I’m told to butter the bread and leave her tits (her word) alone – for now!
After breakfast I’m impressed as she kneel before me and lovingly blows my dick. I know everyone says it but it was and still is, the best Bj ever: Thanks Bobby.
After a short walk down to the river we return for a light lunch before she leaves.
We enjoy the lunch and I’m disappointed that she has to leave. I’m asked if I would get her overnight bag. Returning she asks for her favourite pink knickers. Finding my jacket I first find a pair of frilly back ones – I must phone her! Then finding her still wet shirt and pink knickers I return to Bobby.
Full of suppries, she is sitting on the table with her bare feet on two chairs; three feet apart. Her knees being wide has her summer dress taught. But the top….. Well it’s unbuttoned and is around her waist. Her gorgeously tanned boobs look mouth-wateringly great!
“Have you found them,” I’m asked. Waving then high she smiles. Her hand then pulls her hem of her dress up showing me her pussy; uncovered. “Shall I put them on you?” I ask “No not until you have ravaged me. Now drop those short.”
Naked from the waist down I slip between her warm thighs. Rubbing a finger over her sex I find she’s well wet. Just like the first time she pulls me into her hot body. I start to fuck her slow and steady. As she lies back I play with her magnificent boobs. A smiling Bobby says, “I have enjoyed your tender love making. It’s really great but….” I wait. “But I want you to take me and force your spunk deep in my cunt. Use me……Please.”
With her fingers holding the edge of the table I fuck her hard and at my most enjoyable rate. Her boobs look marvellous bouncing as I thrust home. I’m nowhere near cumming when Bobby gets vocal, “Yes yes fuck me ….Yeeesss.” Her pussy grips my dick like a firm handshake.
Taking her legs from my waist I fold Bobby in two, fucking her harder and faster. Her boobs, forced between her knees wobble like jelly. With her pussy as open as possible I really enjoy trusting into her silky pussy, lubricated by her sex cream. Bobby may be building to cum again so I lean back and pull her legs together. With her legs straight in the air I re-start ploughing her stunning body. In this position I can now force my dick against her g-spot. Crossing her ankles makes her already tight thighs even tighter on my dick. In a primeval frenzy I use her. I have no doubt now, Bobby is cumming. Scaring the wildlife Bobby moans, “Yes. Fuck me. Oh. Oh Yes….” I’m seconds away from my orgasm causing me to fuck Bobby harder. As she feels me explode Bobby begs, “Yes. Deeper. That’s it. Yes. Fill my fertile pussy. I want your baby!” Hearing this excites me and holding my dick as deep as possible I fire my remaining salvo; nice.
I’m covered in perspiration as I slip out. Bobby holds her legs together and asks for her bag. She takes out a small steel vibrator and slips it into her pussy. “That should keep the little buggers in. Pass my knickers please.”
“Are you serious? About being fertile and unprotected?” I ask astonished. “Yes, my husband has a low sperm count. Yesterday and today are my most fertile days. Hubby is going to fuck me tonight and all of tomorrow. So who knows, I may get pregnant!”
With that she composes herself. “If I need another seeing too would you mind if I called you?” “My pleasure.” As her Porsche starts up I lean in for a kiss and a final boob fondle.
With her Porsche fishtailing down the road she waves.
I’ll must ring the owner of those black knickers!
I hope that you have enjoyed this adventure.
Regards
Jack
Nadene
- 01.02.2021
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