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I was about to start the last week of my residential course from work, and I hadn't heard from Jo for over a week, since she hinted that she might be up for introducing me to her friend. I was busy with coursework anyway and with 30 or so co-students all living together there were other fish to fry, so to speak.
I had been sailing through the work, but it could get stressful, career advancement was on the line and some people were coping better than others. This was how I found myself helping Lynsey, a bright 23 year old suffering a little from confidence.
We had been working on some scenarios in the evening and we were both learning from each other and I was quite happy with our progress, finals were coming up and I was sure I was good enough to pass, but Lynsey still felt she wasn't sure of all the possible exam problems.
-I think you are doing fine, I assured her, -when you relax you know what you are doing, when you tense up, your brain shuts off and you go into panic mode...
She nodded.
-Look, I said, -We've done enough for tonight, let's get a drink.
The course was situated in a custom built facility; small, basic, residential rooms adjacent to two classrooms with a common room/bar area and a couple of reading rooms and a small gym. We went to the bar area which was deserted for once, I guess everybody was studying.
I poured us a couple of generous glasses of red wine and paid in the honesty tin. We sat down. The chat started off relatively innocently, we knew each other's basic social circumstances, she had a boyfriend and they had recently moved in together after being together for five years, she needed this job and needed the promotion, she was pretty, that's for sure and I couldn't help wondering what it would be like to fuck her. I mean, she was just a girl compared to me, and I was helping her genuinely, I wanted her to pass, I thought she deserved it, but I'm a horny guy, right? I can't help thinking about fucking all the women I meet, I think about their arses, their legs, their wet, slippy cunts, their mouths around my cock you know...
-You've been really great to me, she was saying, putting a hand on my knee -I couldn't have done it without you.
-We've not done it yet... but we'll be fine... she left her hand on my knee for just and extra second then withdrew, putting it back onto her glass, which she swirled thoughtfully, she looked at me a second, then smiled.
You know how some people look better and better the more you get to know them? I had noticed Lynsey from day one; quite tall, for a girl, long frame, quite slender, but not skinny; pretty, but in a plain way... when I looked at her smiling at me in that deserted bar, playing with her glass, she seemed the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.
-You are absolutely fucking gorgeous! I blurted out.
She laughed semi self-consciously, -How many wines have you had?
I poured us another two and she asked me about myself. I gave her a short summary, divorced, older teenage k**s, a good relationship.
-What happened that you got divorced?
I told her the truth. -I couldn't help womanising. She didn't want to tolerate that, or it got too much. I don't blame her, we were together five years and I tried to reign it in, but I was young, virile... much more so than now! I laughed, and she did too.
-You went with a lot of women?
-I wouldn't say a lot... I smiled, -It depends what you call a lot, to some, two is a lot... safe to say I knew other women intimately on a regular basis... not really affairs, more hook ups, some more than once or twice...
-How many? She had a little glint in her eye.
-I don't know, I said acting defensively, -Twenty? Forty? Somewhere in between?
-Forty women? In five years?
I opened my hands in supplication. -Probably not forty, nearer twenty.
-And now?
-Heh, I still get the odd shout!
She leaned back in her chair and gave me a curious look, like she was taking me in, like she was thinking, could this old guy really have been a ladies man in his youth? I mean, I'm not old, not even fifty, but I'm not 23 either.
-I was with a couple of guys before my boyfriend, but only him since... sometimes I wish I'd tried all the goods first, I mean I love him but...
Fucking music to my ears.
-Well, it was trying all the goods that led to my downfall. A cautionary tale, young lady! I wagged my finger teasingly.
-You're sweet. She said.
Another drink followed and I was getting a bit buzzy, I suggested a joint in the garden.
-You smoke weed? She exclaimed. -Here?
-Yeah, course... you just have to be discreet, there's no-one around, we'll sit on the bench beside the hedges, that's kinda sheltered.
It was nice in the garden in the mid summer evening, as the sun set in the northern sky, just skimming down the side of the hill on the horizon and I sparked up a doobie I had made earlier. I took a couple of good tokes and offered it to her. She looked unsure.
-I've tried it before and it was ok, she said, apprehensively.
-It's up to you, I rolled this for myself anyway...
-Go on then, she said, reaching out for it.
Nicely stoned now, we relaxed back on the bench and she shuffled over and almost snuggled in. I put my arm round her shoulder in a friendly way and gave her a little squeeze as the light faded and the gloaming crept in. She reached her lips up and gave me a little peck on the cheek. -I've got a boyfriend you know... she said.
She looked at me searchingly, in my mind she was saying, 'I've got a boyfriend, but I am thinking of fucking you, but I've got a boyfriend and I'm staying with him, but maybe you are the type of man who will fuck me and not cause problems, and maybe you know what you are doing, and I will enjoy it, and I love my boyfriend...'
Or maybe not. I gave her a look that was supposed to say 'Of course you have a boyfriend, you have already spoken of him, I don't give a fuck about your boyfriend, I want to hold you, touch you, grope you, fuck you, and I'll still help you pass this course, and I won't be a cunt about it, and I won't give you any grief... come on, it will be fun, I guarantee you will come and come again!' What I said was -I know you have a boyfriend, don't worry about it.
We sat in silence for a while, but it was getting chilly and she got up, shaking herself from her reverie. -I'd better get to bed. She said.
-No bother, I'm gonna read for a bit, I've still got some boning up to do.
-You sure do, she purred and kissed me goodnight on the lips, before walking away, a nice little skip in her step...
There would be boning for sure.
In the morning the bar is set up with dining benches for breakfast and as I grabbed a bowl of muesli and a bacon roll and a large coffee, Lynsey joined the queue behind me, she gave my arse a little tap, nice.
-How are you this morning? I asked.
-I had the best dream last night. She said.
-Yeah? Tell me about it.
She giggled, -I can't...
-Maybe later then... hey, do you fancy a walk up that hill tonight, won't take more than an hour...
-We should really work...
-Fuck work, you know this job, you need to relax, get your metabolism boosted, endorphins and all that, fresh air, exercise, nature... it's what the doctor ordered.
-Ok, who else is coming?
-I'm not inviting anyone else.
-What should I wear?
-Comfortable shoes, the weather forecast is fine, so tshirt, shorts, something like that.
-Can we take a picnic?
-We'll have something to nibble on.
Unfortunately I was stuck indoors for the rest of the day, it was glorious outside and I daydreamed my way through a lecture and power point recapping the last five weeks. I didn't see Lynsey at our evening meal but she had sent me a text saying we would meet at my car at six o'clock. I dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with a pair of kicked in walking boots. I had washed, shaved, trimmed my public hair and given myself a rub down with a moisturising gel, fixed my hair and I thought I looked not to bad, for a mature gentleman!
I was standing at my car waiting when Lynsey walked around the corner, she looked great, wearing a pale, thin cricket jumper, cut down denims and tennis shoes with ankle socks. the jumper was cut to a 'v' and I could see that she had an ample cleavage, her sun kissed legs had a nice shape and the jeans just hugged her arse cheeks and pubis enough to stir me. -Are you ready? She asked, brightly.
You fucking better believe it. I thought.
We drove a couple of miles down a single track valley road until we located the hill track to the summit. it was another beautiful evening and I allowed Lynsey to set the pace for the climb. Not least because it gave me the chance to really check out that arse as I climbed behind her. The climb was steep, relentless and the sun still fairly high in the sky soon had me puffing, but Lynsey kept up the pace for the whole climb all the way to the top, and I was fucked if I was going to let her away from me. We were both glistening with sweat by the time the remains of the ancient hill fort came into view.
-Yay! She shouted, arms raised as we reached the top, -We did it!!
I raised my hands as well and she came over to hug me. As we hugged she ran her hands down to my buttocks and gave them a squeeze, and I did the same, she pulled back a little, kissed me on the nose before breaking away and gambolling over to a flat grassy bit and throwing herself down.
I sat down beside her and lit a joint prepared earlier for such an occasion.
-How much weed do you smoke? She asked
I laughed. -I smoke more joints than I fuck women.
She rolled around playfully for a while, reminding me of a puppy. I chuckled to myself, thinking I'd have to check her for ticks! Luckily I had a blanket and I laid it out. She settled on her front, arms up to her chest and her legs slightly splayed with toes turned inward. I started by stroking her back, gently running fingers up and over her shoulders and down her arms, causing her to goosebump, I moved to the small of her back and up under her sweater, she shifted slightly and I caressed her sides.
-What do you want to do? I asked
-Just do what you like. she murmured, opening her legs a little more. I put a hand up the leg of her shorts and was able to touch her buttock and feel the heat and dampness from her crotch, fuck me if she wasn't wearing any knickers. I chuckled, -Where's your knickers?
She shrugged.
-You must be a really dirty girl, coming to the middle of nowhere with a strange man and not knowing where your knickers are.
-I guess I must be.
-Lets see then... I pulled her shorts down to reveal a creamy white arse - this girl didn't all over tan - and as she opened her legs, the most succulent pink cunt with just a hint of fuzz, recently trimmed, by the look of it.
-Fucking hell, I gasped, -That's the best.
-You like it?
-I fucking love it. By now, my cock was straining at my shorts. I just had to taste that sweet twat. I got between her legs and told her I wanted to eat her wet holes, she didn't protest, just arched up her back as I sread her arse cheeks and lowered my face to her, I spent a good minute just teasing her with my nose between her cheek and my tongue just tapping on her perineum as I inhaled her scent. It smelt of clean sweat and freshly squeezed cunt juice with just the slightest tang of something darker.
Fucking pheromones, man, they sure take you over, soon I had my tongue buried deep in her cunt, fucking her with it, slavering like a madman, which had her clit slick and I was flicking it softly then rubbing then squeezing then flicking again and she was loving it all. -Oh, fuck yeah, that's good, yeah, fuck, oh, your tongue! Yeah, stick it in...
I reached in with my other hand and started to tease her anus with a finger and she flinched a bit,
-Nobody ever touched your bumhole before? I gurgled through a mouthful of vulva.
-He tried, but I didn't like it...
-Just relax, you have the most delicious anus. I wasn't lying, clean as a whistle, with a hint of a pucker, nice dark peachy rosebud, -Look, i'll prove it... and I moved my tongue to her hole, lapping gently as the perianal muscles softened and it flattened out. -Oh fuck! She moaned, you dirty fucker! She was right.
I worked my tongue in and out of her tight hole and worked one, then two, then two and a bit fingers into her cunt, her vagina was opening up and I really wanted to put it through it's paces, it wasn't long until I had located her g-spot and she started to buck a bit as I increased the strength and pace of my poking. I was still tonguing her arse as she began to orgasm. I felt her vaginal wall start to tense, and then widen as I hooked into her and I sat up and really finger blasted her, spanking her arse cheeks with my other hand. -Oh you dirty old bastard! She shouted, -Finger my cunt, spank my arse, God you can fuck me anyway you want!!!
I continued to finger her right through her orgasm and eventually she could take no more, clamping her legs together and rolling away from me, I attempted to keep a grip on her and we were laughing as she finally wriggled clear.
-That was fucking magic. She gasped.
-And there's more where that came from, but first I need to get my cock sucked.
She unbuttoned my shorts and reached into my boxers and my cock sprang up, already oozing pre-cum, as big as it has ever been, this girl could have me blowing in seconds so I had to be careful. She started by licking the tip and then down the shaft a few times, teasing my balls with a hand, coming back up to the head, poking her tongue over my pee hole, then wrapping her lips over the head. That was nice, the end of my cock in her pretty mouth, and her jerking my shaft.
-How much can you take? I asked, standing up and beckoning her over.
She sat on her knees, -How much cock?
I nodded.
-How big is it? She asked.
-You can see it, you tell me.
-About seven inches?
Six and a half, really, but I'll take the round up anyday. -About that, I said. Why don't you see?
She took the head in her mouth again and I gently thrust further in, not pulling back, keeping up the pressure as she moved her tongue and gobbled me to the back of her throat. I got about four inches in when she started to gag, so I withdrew. -Not bad, I said, -take a breath and we'll go again... this time four inches with no problem, I think that was her limit, but I was well in and happy. -Now I'm gonna hold your head and fuck your face, ok? She looked up at me, wide-eyed, mouthful of my cock and nodded.
True to my word, I fucked her face, reveling in the noises she was making as my hard dick pounded her tonsils and the drool running down her chin. -You ok? I asked.
-Glh, glh, glh. She seemed ok.
-You want to get fucked?
-Glh, glh, glh.
-I'll take that as a yes. I pushed her onto her back on the blanket and, holding her by the ankles, opened and raised her legs. She hooked her arms around then raising her pelvis so her cunt was fully on display. I couldn't resist one last lick and I ran my flat tongue from her ass to her clit, lapping and smacking my lips. -Magnificent, I whispered into her ear as I held my cock at her entrance, sliding it up and down a couple of time before slipping into her cunt.
Wow, she was smooth; tight, yet accommodating and I soon got into a good rhythm. We were both sweating again and it wasn't long before she was panting. I sat up, keeping my cock deep in her and started to thrust hard, really fucking her vigourously and how she responded, riding me, moaning, gasping, swearing. -Fuck my cunt, fuck that hole, fuck me with your fucking beautiful fucking cock, God, you are making me hot!
-You're hot, honey. I grunted. I was gonna come soon. -I want to spunk on your face.
-Make me cum first! She demanded, I reached for her clit, still fucking her, and she started to come again, I pulled out my cock and moved up to her head, still frigging her clit, she was still coming as I put my slimy cock back in her mouth and I was spunking hard, in her mouth and over her face, her nose, her hair, and I grabbed my cock and jerked it furiously throwing ribbons of jizz everywhere while I jammed my fingers back into her cunt and gripped her as her convulsions ebbed.
I rolled onto my back, knackered. -Wow. I exhaled.
She snickered, -Wow indeed. She licked the spunk off her lips and kissed me. What a cracking girl. Suddenly I felt a pang of envy for her boyfriend. I could live with this woman.
However, I knew that was a post-coital bliss thing, and would soon pass. Nevertheless, I felt really good, and we spooned for ten minutes, stroking each other lovingly, before tidying ourselves up.
We still had to walk down the hill and I descended in silence, and she seemed content in quiet company.
-Does this change things? She asked on the drive back.
-Don't see why it should. We had a good time, didn't we?
-Yeah.
-We could do it again, if you want?
-Yeah.
-After all, we might never see each other again after next week.
She reached over and placed her hand on my leg as I drove. We smiled at each other.
I had been sailing through the work, but it could get stressful, career advancement was on the line and some people were coping better than others. This was how I found myself helping Lynsey, a bright 23 year old suffering a little from confidence.
We had been working on some scenarios in the evening and we were both learning from each other and I was quite happy with our progress, finals were coming up and I was sure I was good enough to pass, but Lynsey still felt she wasn't sure of all the possible exam problems.
-I think you are doing fine, I assured her, -when you relax you know what you are doing, when you tense up, your brain shuts off and you go into panic mode...
She nodded.
-Look, I said, -We've done enough for tonight, let's get a drink.
The course was situated in a custom built facility; small, basic, residential rooms adjacent to two classrooms with a common room/bar area and a couple of reading rooms and a small gym. We went to the bar area which was deserted for once, I guess everybody was studying.
I poured us a couple of generous glasses of red wine and paid in the honesty tin. We sat down. The chat started off relatively innocently, we knew each other's basic social circumstances, she had a boyfriend and they had recently moved in together after being together for five years, she needed this job and needed the promotion, she was pretty, that's for sure and I couldn't help wondering what it would be like to fuck her. I mean, she was just a girl compared to me, and I was helping her genuinely, I wanted her to pass, I thought she deserved it, but I'm a horny guy, right? I can't help thinking about fucking all the women I meet, I think about their arses, their legs, their wet, slippy cunts, their mouths around my cock you know...
-You've been really great to me, she was saying, putting a hand on my knee -I couldn't have done it without you.
-We've not done it yet... but we'll be fine... she left her hand on my knee for just and extra second then withdrew, putting it back onto her glass, which she swirled thoughtfully, she looked at me a second, then smiled.
You know how some people look better and better the more you get to know them? I had noticed Lynsey from day one; quite tall, for a girl, long frame, quite slender, but not skinny; pretty, but in a plain way... when I looked at her smiling at me in that deserted bar, playing with her glass, she seemed the most beautiful creature I had ever seen.
-You are absolutely fucking gorgeous! I blurted out.
She laughed semi self-consciously, -How many wines have you had?
I poured us another two and she asked me about myself. I gave her a short summary, divorced, older teenage k**s, a good relationship.
-What happened that you got divorced?
I told her the truth. -I couldn't help womanising. She didn't want to tolerate that, or it got too much. I don't blame her, we were together five years and I tried to reign it in, but I was young, virile... much more so than now! I laughed, and she did too.
-You went with a lot of women?
-I wouldn't say a lot... I smiled, -It depends what you call a lot, to some, two is a lot... safe to say I knew other women intimately on a regular basis... not really affairs, more hook ups, some more than once or twice...
-How many? She had a little glint in her eye.
-I don't know, I said acting defensively, -Twenty? Forty? Somewhere in between?
-Forty women? In five years?
I opened my hands in supplication. -Probably not forty, nearer twenty.
-And now?
-Heh, I still get the odd shout!
She leaned back in her chair and gave me a curious look, like she was taking me in, like she was thinking, could this old guy really have been a ladies man in his youth? I mean, I'm not old, not even fifty, but I'm not 23 either.
-I was with a couple of guys before my boyfriend, but only him since... sometimes I wish I'd tried all the goods first, I mean I love him but...
Fucking music to my ears.
-Well, it was trying all the goods that led to my downfall. A cautionary tale, young lady! I wagged my finger teasingly.
-You're sweet. She said.
Another drink followed and I was getting a bit buzzy, I suggested a joint in the garden.
-You smoke weed? She exclaimed. -Here?
-Yeah, course... you just have to be discreet, there's no-one around, we'll sit on the bench beside the hedges, that's kinda sheltered.
It was nice in the garden in the mid summer evening, as the sun set in the northern sky, just skimming down the side of the hill on the horizon and I sparked up a doobie I had made earlier. I took a couple of good tokes and offered it to her. She looked unsure.
-I've tried it before and it was ok, she said, apprehensively.
-It's up to you, I rolled this for myself anyway...
-Go on then, she said, reaching out for it.
Nicely stoned now, we relaxed back on the bench and she shuffled over and almost snuggled in. I put my arm round her shoulder in a friendly way and gave her a little squeeze as the light faded and the gloaming crept in. She reached her lips up and gave me a little peck on the cheek. -I've got a boyfriend you know... she said.
She looked at me searchingly, in my mind she was saying, 'I've got a boyfriend, but I am thinking of fucking you, but I've got a boyfriend and I'm staying with him, but maybe you are the type of man who will fuck me and not cause problems, and maybe you know what you are doing, and I will enjoy it, and I love my boyfriend...'
Or maybe not. I gave her a look that was supposed to say 'Of course you have a boyfriend, you have already spoken of him, I don't give a fuck about your boyfriend, I want to hold you, touch you, grope you, fuck you, and I'll still help you pass this course, and I won't be a cunt about it, and I won't give you any grief... come on, it will be fun, I guarantee you will come and come again!' What I said was -I know you have a boyfriend, don't worry about it.
We sat in silence for a while, but it was getting chilly and she got up, shaking herself from her reverie. -I'd better get to bed. She said.
-No bother, I'm gonna read for a bit, I've still got some boning up to do.
-You sure do, she purred and kissed me goodnight on the lips, before walking away, a nice little skip in her step...
There would be boning for sure.
In the morning the bar is set up with dining benches for breakfast and as I grabbed a bowl of muesli and a bacon roll and a large coffee, Lynsey joined the queue behind me, she gave my arse a little tap, nice.
-How are you this morning? I asked.
-I had the best dream last night. She said.
-Yeah? Tell me about it.
She giggled, -I can't...
-Maybe later then... hey, do you fancy a walk up that hill tonight, won't take more than an hour...
-We should really work...
-Fuck work, you know this job, you need to relax, get your metabolism boosted, endorphins and all that, fresh air, exercise, nature... it's what the doctor ordered.
-Ok, who else is coming?
-I'm not inviting anyone else.
-What should I wear?
-Comfortable shoes, the weather forecast is fine, so tshirt, shorts, something like that.
-Can we take a picnic?
-We'll have something to nibble on.
Unfortunately I was stuck indoors for the rest of the day, it was glorious outside and I daydreamed my way through a lecture and power point recapping the last five weeks. I didn't see Lynsey at our evening meal but she had sent me a text saying we would meet at my car at six o'clock. I dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with a pair of kicked in walking boots. I had washed, shaved, trimmed my public hair and given myself a rub down with a moisturising gel, fixed my hair and I thought I looked not to bad, for a mature gentleman!
I was standing at my car waiting when Lynsey walked around the corner, she looked great, wearing a pale, thin cricket jumper, cut down denims and tennis shoes with ankle socks. the jumper was cut to a 'v' and I could see that she had an ample cleavage, her sun kissed legs had a nice shape and the jeans just hugged her arse cheeks and pubis enough to stir me. -Are you ready? She asked, brightly.
You fucking better believe it. I thought.
We drove a couple of miles down a single track valley road until we located the hill track to the summit. it was another beautiful evening and I allowed Lynsey to set the pace for the climb. Not least because it gave me the chance to really check out that arse as I climbed behind her. The climb was steep, relentless and the sun still fairly high in the sky soon had me puffing, but Lynsey kept up the pace for the whole climb all the way to the top, and I was fucked if I was going to let her away from me. We were both glistening with sweat by the time the remains of the ancient hill fort came into view.
-Yay! She shouted, arms raised as we reached the top, -We did it!!
I raised my hands as well and she came over to hug me. As we hugged she ran her hands down to my buttocks and gave them a squeeze, and I did the same, she pulled back a little, kissed me on the nose before breaking away and gambolling over to a flat grassy bit and throwing herself down.
I sat down beside her and lit a joint prepared earlier for such an occasion.
-How much weed do you smoke? She asked
I laughed. -I smoke more joints than I fuck women.
She rolled around playfully for a while, reminding me of a puppy. I chuckled to myself, thinking I'd have to check her for ticks! Luckily I had a blanket and I laid it out. She settled on her front, arms up to her chest and her legs slightly splayed with toes turned inward. I started by stroking her back, gently running fingers up and over her shoulders and down her arms, causing her to goosebump, I moved to the small of her back and up under her sweater, she shifted slightly and I caressed her sides.
-What do you want to do? I asked
-Just do what you like. she murmured, opening her legs a little more. I put a hand up the leg of her shorts and was able to touch her buttock and feel the heat and dampness from her crotch, fuck me if she wasn't wearing any knickers. I chuckled, -Where's your knickers?
She shrugged.
-You must be a really dirty girl, coming to the middle of nowhere with a strange man and not knowing where your knickers are.
-I guess I must be.
-Lets see then... I pulled her shorts down to reveal a creamy white arse - this girl didn't all over tan - and as she opened her legs, the most succulent pink cunt with just a hint of fuzz, recently trimmed, by the look of it.
-Fucking hell, I gasped, -That's the best.
-You like it?
-I fucking love it. By now, my cock was straining at my shorts. I just had to taste that sweet twat. I got between her legs and told her I wanted to eat her wet holes, she didn't protest, just arched up her back as I sread her arse cheeks and lowered my face to her, I spent a good minute just teasing her with my nose between her cheek and my tongue just tapping on her perineum as I inhaled her scent. It smelt of clean sweat and freshly squeezed cunt juice with just the slightest tang of something darker.
Fucking pheromones, man, they sure take you over, soon I had my tongue buried deep in her cunt, fucking her with it, slavering like a madman, which had her clit slick and I was flicking it softly then rubbing then squeezing then flicking again and she was loving it all. -Oh, fuck yeah, that's good, yeah, fuck, oh, your tongue! Yeah, stick it in...
I reached in with my other hand and started to tease her anus with a finger and she flinched a bit,
-Nobody ever touched your bumhole before? I gurgled through a mouthful of vulva.
-He tried, but I didn't like it...
-Just relax, you have the most delicious anus. I wasn't lying, clean as a whistle, with a hint of a pucker, nice dark peachy rosebud, -Look, i'll prove it... and I moved my tongue to her hole, lapping gently as the perianal muscles softened and it flattened out. -Oh fuck! She moaned, you dirty fucker! She was right.
I worked my tongue in and out of her tight hole and worked one, then two, then two and a bit fingers into her cunt, her vagina was opening up and I really wanted to put it through it's paces, it wasn't long until I had located her g-spot and she started to buck a bit as I increased the strength and pace of my poking. I was still tonguing her arse as she began to orgasm. I felt her vaginal wall start to tense, and then widen as I hooked into her and I sat up and really finger blasted her, spanking her arse cheeks with my other hand. -Oh you dirty old bastard! She shouted, -Finger my cunt, spank my arse, God you can fuck me anyway you want!!!
I continued to finger her right through her orgasm and eventually she could take no more, clamping her legs together and rolling away from me, I attempted to keep a grip on her and we were laughing as she finally wriggled clear.
-That was fucking magic. She gasped.
-And there's more where that came from, but first I need to get my cock sucked.
She unbuttoned my shorts and reached into my boxers and my cock sprang up, already oozing pre-cum, as big as it has ever been, this girl could have me blowing in seconds so I had to be careful. She started by licking the tip and then down the shaft a few times, teasing my balls with a hand, coming back up to the head, poking her tongue over my pee hole, then wrapping her lips over the head. That was nice, the end of my cock in her pretty mouth, and her jerking my shaft.
-How much can you take? I asked, standing up and beckoning her over.
She sat on her knees, -How much cock?
I nodded.
-How big is it? She asked.
-You can see it, you tell me.
-About seven inches?
Six and a half, really, but I'll take the round up anyday. -About that, I said. Why don't you see?
She took the head in her mouth again and I gently thrust further in, not pulling back, keeping up the pressure as she moved her tongue and gobbled me to the back of her throat. I got about four inches in when she started to gag, so I withdrew. -Not bad, I said, -take a breath and we'll go again... this time four inches with no problem, I think that was her limit, but I was well in and happy. -Now I'm gonna hold your head and fuck your face, ok? She looked up at me, wide-eyed, mouthful of my cock and nodded.
True to my word, I fucked her face, reveling in the noises she was making as my hard dick pounded her tonsils and the drool running down her chin. -You ok? I asked.
-Glh, glh, glh. She seemed ok.
-You want to get fucked?
-Glh, glh, glh.
-I'll take that as a yes. I pushed her onto her back on the blanket and, holding her by the ankles, opened and raised her legs. She hooked her arms around then raising her pelvis so her cunt was fully on display. I couldn't resist one last lick and I ran my flat tongue from her ass to her clit, lapping and smacking my lips. -Magnificent, I whispered into her ear as I held my cock at her entrance, sliding it up and down a couple of time before slipping into her cunt.
Wow, she was smooth; tight, yet accommodating and I soon got into a good rhythm. We were both sweating again and it wasn't long before she was panting. I sat up, keeping my cock deep in her and started to thrust hard, really fucking her vigourously and how she responded, riding me, moaning, gasping, swearing. -Fuck my cunt, fuck that hole, fuck me with your fucking beautiful fucking cock, God, you are making me hot!
-You're hot, honey. I grunted. I was gonna come soon. -I want to spunk on your face.
-Make me cum first! She demanded, I reached for her clit, still fucking her, and she started to come again, I pulled out my cock and moved up to her head, still frigging her clit, she was still coming as I put my slimy cock back in her mouth and I was spunking hard, in her mouth and over her face, her nose, her hair, and I grabbed my cock and jerked it furiously throwing ribbons of jizz everywhere while I jammed my fingers back into her cunt and gripped her as her convulsions ebbed.
I rolled onto my back, knackered. -Wow. I exhaled.
She snickered, -Wow indeed. She licked the spunk off her lips and kissed me. What a cracking girl. Suddenly I felt a pang of envy for her boyfriend. I could live with this woman.
However, I knew that was a post-coital bliss thing, and would soon pass. Nevertheless, I felt really good, and we spooned for ten minutes, stroking each other lovingly, before tidying ourselves up.
We still had to walk down the hill and I descended in silence, and she seemed content in quiet company.
-Does this change things? She asked on the drive back.
-Don't see why it should. We had a good time, didn't we?
-Yeah.
-We could do it again, if you want?
-Yeah.
-After all, we might never see each other again after next week.
She reached over and placed her hand on my leg as I drove. We smiled at each other.
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