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She Didn't Waste A Drop - Denise And John, Chapter 2 free porn video
I met Denise for dinner at an Italian restaurant after we exchanged messages on a dating site and texted for a few days. I arrived early and sat at a booth from which I had a clear view of the entrance. When she got there, I recognized her instantly from her profile pictures: tall, long blonde hair and slim, except for an amazing pair of tits. She was wearing a tight fitting burnt orange dress that showcased her hourglass figure. If you’d asked any of my friends about “John’s type,” they would have shown you a picture of Denise.
I got up and greeted her with a friendly but respectful hug and kiss on the cheek. I was incredibly attracted to her, but I didn’t want her to think that all I wanted was to get into her panties. We slid into the booth on opposite sides and I noticed that Denise was smiling as if I was missing out on an inside joke. “What’s so funny?” I asked.
“Nothing,” she giggled. “I’m just happy to meet you in person.
The waitress soon brought us glasses of white wine and we shared a plate of calamari as an appetizer. I know that we both had main courses too, but I have no idea what I ordered. Denise was truly stunning and, despite my best intentions, I couldn’t help glancing at her chest repeatedly. I silently prayed that she didn’t notice and think me a pervert. I might have fit that description, but I didn’t want her to know that within the first hour.
Our conversation was terrific and everything was going very well. I finished a second glass of wine, but Denise was still nursing her first. I asked her if she liked it. “I do,” she confirmed. “But I don’t hold my alcohol very well and I have a 20-minute drive home.”
I mentally filed away her comment about her low tolerance for alcohol and suggested that it was probably time to call it a night. A flash of disappointment crossed Denise’s face, but then she agreed. I paid the bill and walked her to her car. Still not wanting to come on too strongly, I leaned in to give her a goodnight kiss on the cheek. Denise surprised me by turning her head and kissing me hard on the mouth. She pressed herself close and for the first time I felt her magnificent tits against me.
“I hope I can see you again soon,” Denise whispered. Then she got in her car and drove away.
We texted later that night and for the next couple of days. Denise told me that she was trying to sell some old furniture that her son had outgrown and a man was coming to look at it the next evening. She said she was a little nervous because her son was camping with his college buddies so she would be home alone. I told her that I would be happy to be there when the potential buyer showed up, assuming she was comfortable giving me her address after meeting me just once. Denise thanked me for the offer and texted me her address. She said she would make us dinner.
The next day I showered and shaved in preparation for our second date. As I was preparing to leave, I contemplated what the evening might bring. Denise’s house was about 40 minutes away from mine. I certainly wasn’t going to decline if she invited me to spend the night, but I didn’t want to be presumptuous and bring an overnight bag. Ultimately, I decided to bring one anyway and leave it in my trunk. If there was no naughtiness in the cards, I’d drive back home and Denise would be none the wiser. If there was, she couldn’t reasonably be disappointed that I’d come prepared.
Denise greeted me with a big smile and a bigger kiss on the mouth. She was wearing snug designer jeans and a low-cut top that made me smile too. I gave her the bottle of wine I’d brought and she went to chill it. Whatever she was cooking smelled delicious, but right then I decided I didn’t care if we ate at all. As I watched Denise’s gorgeous ass disappear into the kitchen, I knew I had to have her.
She came back carrying two glasses of wine from a bottle she had decanting. As soon as she’d placed them on the coffee table, I took her in my arms and we started kissing. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I felt myself getting hard almost immediately. I slid my hands down to her ass and pulled her tight against me. Denise felt my cock hardening against her stomach and moaned without breaking our kiss.
Before long our hands were all over each other’s bodies. I ran mine along her sexy hips and sides and then brought them up to fondle her boobs. Not to be outdone, Denise’s right hand snuck between our bodies and rubbed my aching dick through my pants.
Then the doorbell rang.
“Ignore it,” I pleaded.
“I can’t,” Denise replied. “But I’ll make sure this is quick.”
She opened the front door flushed and breathing a little heavy. I sat on the couch to try to hide the bulge in my pants and began sipping the wine. The man who was there to buy children’s furniture stepped shyly inside and nodded a hello in my direction. He started to slip off his shoes, but Denise told him not to bother and to follow her upstairs. I heard muffled voices for a few minutes followed by footsteps descending.
Denise opened the door and said, “I’m sorry it wasn’t what you were looking for.” The man nodded a goodbye in my direction and she closed the door behind him.
I jumped off the couch and slipped my arms around Denise’s waist, but this time she put both hands on my chest as if to keep me at bay.
“I have some bad news,” she said. “I got my period this morning.”
“That’s OK, I just came over to be your security guard and have some dinner,” I lied.
Denise laughed. “Oh? There’s something hard in your pants that I don’t think is interested in dinner.”
“You felt that, did you?” I chuckled.
“Mmmmmm, how could I not?” she purred. “It felt big and hard. Just the way I like it.”
Denise kissed me again and nibbled playfully on my lower lip. Then she said, “Don’t worry, I know exactly how to handle a situation like this.”
She took my hand and led me up the stairs. At the top, we turned right and five steps later we were in the master bedroom. She had a king size bed with way too many pillows on it and a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner. She ordered me to lay down, and I was more than happy to obey.
As soon as I was on my back, Denise unbuckled my belt and undid my pants. She pulled them off by the legs, tossed them aside, and then slid off my boxers. “Mmmmm, big and hard, just like I suspected,” she moaned.
Denise grabbed my raging cock by the base and lowered her mouth onto it. She bobbed her head up and down, each time taking it a little deeper. I felt her tongue swirl around the head as she licked up the pre-cum that was oozing out. “Mmmmm, big, hard, and tasty too,” she said.
Denise then climbed onto the bed and knelt beside me so that our bodies formed a T-shape. She gobbled my cock back into her mouth and gently squeezed my heavy balls. Her mouth felt wonderfully warm and wet, but her long blonde hair was hanging down and spoiling my view. Then, as if she could hear my thoughts, Denise took her free hand and brushed all her hair to the other side of her head. “This woman knows how porn stars give blowjobs,” I thought.
Once again, Denise seemed to hear my thoughts. She popped my cock out of her mouth and asked, “Do you like what you see?”
Without waiting for my response, she licked my shaft like a lollipop and then started sucking the head. She turned slightly so we could make eye contact, and then she fed herself my entire seven inches. My cock slowly disappeared into her mouth, and she didn’t stop until her nose was touching my skin. She stared into my eyes the entire time with an expression that seemed to say, “This is my cock now.” It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
There was no question Denise knew her way around a dick. She expertly sucked my rod until I was writhing on the bed, then she stopped and gave my balls an erotic tongue bath. I could feel the tension building in my cock and knew the point of no return was approaching fast. But I knew that just because Denise sucked cock like champ didn’t mean she wanted a mouthful of cum. Especially the giant load she was about to coax out of my aching balls. I knew I needed to give her a courtesy warning, and I imagined that when I did she would jerk me off onto my stomach.
“Denise, you’re going to make me cum,” I panted.
Denise moaned and swallowed me to the base again.
“Denise, I can’t hold it any longer, I’m going to cum.”
She bobbed her head up and down faster than ever while stroking my shaft with one hand and massaging my balls with the other.
“Oh, holy fuck,” I gasped. My entire body tensed as I tried to hold back, but I had no chance. I let out a massive groan as the first rocket of sperm blasted into the back of Denise’s throat. She squealed in delight and kept on sucking. Rocket after rocket of my hot cum erupted into her willing mouth. The more I shot, the faster she stroked. My cock felt like a fire hose, and Denise swallowed every drop I had.
Only when the spasms were finished did Denise let my cock escape from her mouth. She licked my head and shaft clean and then jumped off the bed and disappeared into the ensuite. I heard water running and Denise gargling then spitting into the sink. She came back into the bedroom and snuggled against me on the bed. She gave me a long kiss and she tasted like mouthwash.
“Next time I want that in my pussy,” she said.
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