Our Neighbour in Lockdown
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Where were we?
I knew we had left the party to explore the house but I was getting lost. The champagne had gone to my head and I was feeling like I was floating...I was pulling him behind me trying to find a place we could be alone. Giggling I stopped every once every few few to kiss his warm lips. I could taste the booze he had been drinking. But I think I was more drunk then him.
I tried to open door after door but that were all locked. Goddamn rich. Too many rooms they think they have to lock when guests come over. I giggled again. To keep chits like me out I suppose.
I finally found an unlocked office. We slipped in unnoticed by anyone and closed the door behind after first making sure no one was following us. He pulled me from the door and pressed me to the wall. He slid my hands over my head and held me there as he kissed me with brusing lips. Down my neck he traveled to the edge of my dress where my bust was spilling over from the tight corset I was wearing under my dress.
He let go of my hands finally and I was free to touch him. I let my hands wander and felt his neck and large shoulders and slowly worked my way to the waistband of his pants. I ran my hand slowly over his crotch and I felt it get aroused. I smiled and licked my lips, never letting my eyes wander from his.
Slowly I slid to my knees kissing his body as I unbuttoned his shirt. I unbuttoned his fly of his dress pants and unzipped the rest. The pressing bulge was hard against my hand. I slid my hand inside and pulled out his member. Slowly I rubbed it between my hands feeling the warmth flow through me. I lowered my head and flicked the tip with my tounge. I circled around it teasing it, feeling it getting harder in my mouth. I wrapped my mouth around the whole head and slowly slid it into my mouth. He rocked his hips at a friction he enjoyed and my teeth every so lightly touched him. He grabbed my head and bounced me forward and back, up and down on his cock, forcing me to deep throat.
He withdrew and I slid my tounge down to his balls. I licked the soft flesh between his anus and balls and took them individually into my mouth. I flicked them with my tounge and sucked them both, moving from one to the other with a light suction. I wrapped my arms around to his ass and squezzed it as I put his cock back into my mouth. I pumped it in and out increasing my speed because I knew he was going to shoot. Because of my dress, I had no choice to swallow the load...I felt the cream squirt into my mouth as I continued to move his dick in and out.
I moved back and swallowed the cum, daintily dabbing the corner of my mouth. I stood up dragging my hands up his body as I did so. He kissed my neck next to the long tendrils of curls that had fallen and reached down and pulled up my ball skirt. His fingers lingered on my thighs as he felt the garment I was wearing. The garter belt was attached the crotch less panties which he found moments later as his hands slid higher.
The light touch that he gave made me shiver and his hand began to rub the already moist mound. He slid his middle finger into the hole and he pulsed it in and out. Adding another finger he did the same. He was stretching my cunt and it felt so good. He used his thumb to rub my clit as he finger fucked my pussy. My eyes were almost closed and I could hear his breathing in my ear.
"Cum for me," he whispered. "I want to feel you cum." I nodded my head and parted my lips. He quickend, knowing I was close. He pumped faster as I rocked my to match his thrust. With my pussy griping his large fingers, I moaned as I cam down his hand.
Satisfied, he stopped and turned me around to face the wall. Hiking my skirt up higher, he placed my hands on the wall and spread my legs, bending me over slightly. He rubbed his hands over my ass and slapped it playfully. Pulling out his cock he slid into me with ease. The wetness was so great it dripped down my thigh. He held my wasit as moved himself in and out, throwing his head back in pleasure.
He grabbed my shoulder and with every thrust made me want to scream. I was trying to keep quite but I moaned loud enough for him to hear. Nearby was a leather sofa that I had seen when I walked in. Slowing him I pulled him over to it and had him sit. His dick was erect poking from his open trousers, and I climbed on top, straddling his lap. I was the one who was controlling the pleasure now.
I moved my body up and down, sliding the shaft almost out of me then plunging it back into the depth. He reached under my skirt and rubbed his thumb against my clit as I rode his manhood. The pleasure was so great that I wish it would never end but I need the release. The edge of orgasm is a fine line between pleasure and pain. He arched his body into mine as if he couldn't get enough.
Gritting his teeth he bounced me harder, faster with more intensity. At the moment of my climax, he shot again, filling me with the seed. I squeezed the shaft with my muscles and slowly slid off. It was getting late. We need to get back to the party. Eventually someone would miss us.
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