My Gal Sal, wanton and wantin’
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It is something new for me, this feeling; is it the stirrings of love?
My gal Sal, one weekend of pure pleasure, I’ve never experienced anything like her, this is how it started.
“Hi, you seem to have had a bad day, lose a case? I asked.” (In her tight Navy blue suit, white blouse and sensible black pumps she looked like an attorney).
“Worse or maybe better than that, I’ve lost a husband.”
I feel like I’m stealing from an old Kenny Rogers song, “In a bar in Toledo,” well. I wasn’t in Toledo, I was in Orlando, Florida but Sal was there, she was alone and she needed comforting; she’d just had it out with her husband, she was teary and lonely.
She is five years my senior and yet almost virginal in her sexual ignorance, I was to learn. Yes, of course she’s now a soon to be divorcee but her ex to be knew one position; missionary and knew only one time frame for his escapades; about two minutes. The poor girl had never; may I capitalize that, NEVER, experienced the exquisite pleasure / pain of an explosive orgasm. They had no children. Medical tests indicated that his sperm production was negligible; for which she was now most grateful.
I let her tell her story. They’d met in college, she was a freshman and a virgin he was a junior with one sexual experience, a fumbling effort with a high school sweetheart. The first time he and Sal were together, in the backseat of his car he blasted all over her belly before he could even get it in…just as well, he didn’t have a condom and she wasn’t on the pill. Next time at least he brought a raincoat but, like she’d mentioned earlier, it really didn’t matter; he was firing blanks.
To shorten a long story, they married as soon as he graduated. She continued her schooling after the marriage and took her degree in library science two years later. She’s a librarian with the city library system and he’s in a management with an information technology company. He’d begun seeing one of his co-workers and wanted a divorce. Sal was more than happy to give it to him, she realized they were just marking time, the marriage was over.
I bought her a couple more drinks and let her talk; she had my interest. Sal’s cute, petite, only five feet tall and about a hundred and ten pounds. Blonde hair worn short, cut in a bob with a cute little pug nose and sparkling blue eyes; she’s small breasted, a 34 B but she makes up for it with the sweetest bubble butt
you’ve ever seen. Being an ass man myself, I was enthralled.
I asked her to dinner. We walked to an Italian restaurant that was only a block away. Over pasta and wine we got to know one another better. We were sitting side by side in a booth; I put my hand over hers, squeezed, smiled at her and gave her a little kiss. She returned the kiss then pressed her thigh against mine, reached down and stroked my leg. I returned the intimacy. Her skirt had ridden up and my fingers were stroking nylon; she opened her legs slightly. I continued upward until I found flesh; she was wearing thigh highs. I continued my exploration finding her hot and moist, a veritable rain forest, even through her panties. She accepted my invitation to my apartment for a nightcap; but needed to visit the ladies before we left. I stared at her from behind as she walked to the facilities, nearly salivating as I admired her perfect posterior.
When we reached my apartment I took her jacket off and hung it on my rack as I admired hers. Like I mentioned, she was small breasted but they were so very very pert, standing out proudly; even displaying protruding nipples through her brassiere and blouse. She came to me and kissed me passionately, crushing her breasts against me. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom, unbuttoning my shirt as we went.
Once in my room I unbuttoned her blouse, took it from her shoulders and tossed it onto my overstuffed chair. Her bra was white trimmed in lace, I unfastened it as we kissed then lifted it off. Her small breasts were magnificent, nearly alabaster white capped with dusty rose nipples. I kissed them and sucked each nipple as I maneuvered the zipper down on her skirt. As it fell to the floor I stepped back for a moment to admire Sal. Topless, she was attired in only her white lacy panties and navy blue thigh high stockings, a vision of sexual beauty. I slipped out of my slacks, knelt before her and guided her panties down and off. I liked the thigh highs and decided to leave them on.
As I led her to the bed she began to tremble.
“Sam, I’ve never done this before; Harold (her ex husband) is the only man I’ve ever been with.”
Without a word I curled onto the bed bringing her down on top of me, feeling her firm breasts pressed against my chest as we kissed.
Then, then she said the words that could totally wreck this evening.
“Sam do you have a condom?” She asked. “I’m not on any birth control; I didn’t need it with Harold.”
Damn, damn, fuck shit hell and damn I thought. Most of my lady friends were on the pill or had IUD’s, I usually kept some rubbers on hand but I’d used the last one a week or so ago and hadn’t re-stocked; I was fucked or, more realistically, I was not fucked nor was I going to be. I thought fast, I didn’t want to miss this opportunity. Sal really had me stoked. If we didn’t get it on tonight I might lose the opportunity entirely. Honesty, the best policy I thought.
“No, Sally, I don’t; so just let me make you feel good, I’ll pick up some tomorrow.”
“Sam, I’m scared, I don’t want to get pregnant,” she pled.
“Sal, I promise anything we’ll do tonight won’t leave you with child; trust me lady.”
I pulled her to me; she was still quivering in a mixture of fear and anticipation as I kissed her while caressing her breasts. As she started to respond, kissing me back and sharing her tongue while beginning to gyrate her hips against my thigh, letting me feel her wetness. I rolled with her, placing her below me then kissed over her ear and down her throat.
Nipples already swollen, I sucked in one as I massaged her other breast, I nibbled on her letting her experience just a bit of pain; how would she react? She thrust her chest forward and I bit her harder. I slid a hand between her legs; she was liquid.
“You like it a little rough?” I asked.
She whispered in my ear as she bend forward, “I don’t know what I like Sam, teach me.”
Oh my God, that was an offer I couldn’t refuse and I knew what I wanted but that was for a little later.
Slowly I kissed down over her slight body; pausing at her cute little innie bellybutton to ream it and then down to her mons veneris. On her mound her hair was fine, blonde and sparse; I tongued down until I found her slit. I opened her with the tip of my tongue and licked between her lips.
“Sam, what are you doing? That’s so dirty; stop that, stop that!” Sally moaned.
I’d forgotten, she was one man removed from virginity; she had no experience and certainly hadn’t experienced oral sex before. I didn’t want to hear her bitch, I wanted to hear her moan, I really wanted to explore all of her tasty wares but her complaints required other action; I took her clit between my lips, sucked it in as though it was a nipple and sucked while I teased her pearl with the tip of my tongue.
When her hips started to buck and her words went to a squeal of, “Sam, Sam, Sam,” I knew I had her attention.
Slowly I eased down, opening her lips as I licked along her velvet slit. Her taste was exquisite; light, almost virginal. I slipped a finger into her vagina, she was unbelievably tight; God Dammed I wanted to visit her inviting grotto, but that was for another time; I had the same concern that she did; I wasn’t ready for fatherhood. I let my hungry mouth wander downward until my tongue could touch and tease her tight little rosebud. When she felt my attention she wriggled.
“Sam, what are you doing?” She breathed with both fear and excitement in her voice.”
Not wanting to reply directly I responded, “Why, am I hurting you?”
“No, I don’t know what you’re doing but stop doing it, it’s not nice.”
Those were her words but she was grinding her tight little bottom against bonus veren siteler my face; she liked, no question but we’d wait; I slid back up her slit.
I ran my tongue along her sweet slit and sucked on each of her labium, tugging and nipping until she let me know that I was causing a little pain. She’d moan when she felt me nipping too hard but she’d thrust her hips toward me, inviting more each time she moaned. Finally I settled on her clitoris; I wanted to get her off. (Remember, she’d never had an orgasm).
I pushed forward, using my shoulders to raise her legs and pushing them back toward her chest.
“Hold them up like that,” I told her as I dove in burying my tongue into her tight sweet vagina. I licked each and every centimeter of her luscious vulva then teased her clit until she was quivering, shaking and bouncing under me attention, trying to pound against my mouth and, at the same time trying to escape. I kept on her until I’d reduced her to tears as she pled for escape and relief, then I slid up the mattress and held her.
“You liked?” I asked.
“God Damned you Sam, what did you do to me,” she spat at me, “I feel like a whore after what we just did.”
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Why, you didn’t like?” I asked with a smirk.
“Bastard…yes, bastard…I did like…bastard.”
“Wanta do it again,” I smiled.
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Unh Hun, I do.”
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Wanta start with a kiss?” I teased.
It was intentional, I wanted her to taste herself on my lips and tongue, to experience scents, flavors and feelings that were heretofore alien to her. Momentarily she turned away then she spun her face to me and greedily sucked my tongue between her lips.
When she broke the kiss she breathed out, “God Sam I’ve never felt anything like that, do it again, please.”
With pleasure,” I answered as I slithered down her sexy body.
As we’d talked I’d reached over to my nightstand. Like any well-appointed bachelor bedroom a jar of Astroglide was part of the décor. I’d dipped a bit onto my hand.
Again, I laved her vulva, taking the time to appreciate her soft redolence and slightly acidic citrus flavor then I worked downward, across her perineum until I reached her anus. Her earthy fragrance was heady and inviting, I rimmed her.
Sally was objecting with what I was doing her but it was lip service, her body was giving her away, she was pumping her pelvis and grinding against my face as I moved my lips upward, replacing them with my lubricated fingers.
Her clitoris was red, swollen and sensitive; I batted it with my tongue, tweaking and teasing while my other hand circled her tight bottom ring, lubricating her.
Sally was already quaking in sexual anticipation as I took her clit between my lips and suckled on her, tugging like a nursing baby as my tongue flicked over her jewel. When her orgasm hit, her tummy rippled and contractions clenched her uterus, vagina and anus. The pad of my index finger was gently pressed to her rosebud, as her contraction relaxed I slid into her.
Sal was verbalizing her pleasure, a succession of, “Oh, oh, oh,” accompanied the thrashing of her body as her climax flooded her, my intrusion brought forth a low, throaty, “Oooooooooo.”
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t was over five minutes before Sally had recovered, she was sweaty, her hair was stringy but her face was aglow and smiling. I came up onto my knees and edged between her thighs then sat back, lifted her legs, resting the back of her legs on mine and pulled her to me. My cock slipped along her vaginal slit. I took it in hand and rubbed up and down against her.
“Sam, no, we agreed.”
“Yes, Sally, we agreed, you’re safe, you won’t get pregnant.”
As I talked I’d reached and picked up a pillow. I folded it in half, lifted her hips and slid it under her, elevating her pelvis.
“Sam, what are you doing?”
I scooted forward; my hard-on was enormous and straining.
“I want in you,” I answered as the head of my cock rested against her tight ring.
Her face grimaced in shock and fear as she realized what I was going to do. She wriggled her hips trying to move away from me but I pushed her legs up a little higher and pressed tighter against her.
“No Sam, please no, don’t do this to me,” in a terrified, little girl voice.
“Sal, push down when I push against you, it will make it easier,” I whispered as I inched forward.
I felt her push, following my instructions; relaxing her sphincters. I flexed my hips forward and was in her. I paused.
As I entered her Sally moaned, “Noooooo,” then changed to, “Oooooooooo, oh, oh.”
Her ring was pulsing, trying to eject my invader; there was a tear glistening in one of her eyes.
“Just try to relax beautiful,” I counseled as I massaged her hips and bottom. “Relax,” I repeated.
Then I moved forward going deeper. Her tunnel was hot and so, so tight as I eased into her depths until she had taken all of me; I rested again letting her grow accustomed to her feelings.
“Sam why did you do this?” She asked.
I poked forward as she ended her sentence, probing further into her. She punctuated her question with an, “Ungh.”
How do I answer that? Here I am with one of the cutest asses I’ve ever seen wrapped around my cock and, instead of fucking my brains out I’m having a conversation.
Truthfully, I replied to her. “Sally you have the cutest ass I’ve ever seen and I lusted for it.”
“You hurt me you know.”
“I’m sorry, am I hurting you now?” I asked.
“No, not hurt but it does feel strange. I feel full, like I need to use the bathroom and it’s giving me a little cramping.”
“Sam I didn’t know you could do this like this.”
I didn’t understand, “What do you mean?”
“I’m on my back, I thought to do this I needed to be on my tummy.”
“We’ll get there but right now I want to be able to see your face, your breasts and your fantastic body.”
“You like my body?”
“Sal, I like all of you and I think your body’s spectacular,” I answered as I began to slowly and gently pump into her.
I reached up and began to massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples. They became swollen and engorged. She closed her eyes and thrust out her chest, asking for more attention. I gave it to her. After several minutes I allowed one of my hands to wander down her body, massaging her hips and belly before sliding lower, through her blonde pelt and between her lower lips until I found her clit.
In rhythm with my strokes into her I stroked her clitoris, flicking its tip. Sally began to respond, raising her hips to meet my fingers. After several moments I took her hand and brought it down to replace mine. She started to pull it away but I held it in place until she was massaging herself, I went back to her breasts letting her attend to the clitoral stimulation. I began to stroke her harder, faster and deeper.
Her fingers were flying and she started to tremble as she brought herself toward orgasm. Her body stiffened, her muscles taut as her organs and orifices contracted. I thought her sphincter was going to emasculate me she squeezed so tightly; then she eased and, again she tightened as wave after wave flowed through her. I rode along; enjoying the ride and the show. When her orgasm started her face pulled into a rictus of pain/pleasure. I took my hands from her breasts and gripped her hips, pulling her to me, giving her as much cock as I could. I wanted her to equate a full bowel with the pleasure she was experiencing.
“Whew, that was intense,” Sally said.
“You liked?” I asked.
“I’m not sure like is the right word. Some of it hurt and some of it made me feel like I was flying, but whatever, it was an experience.”
I was still in her and still hard. I withdrew then leaned forward and kissed her before gently turning her and guiding her over the pillow on her tummy.
“Now?” She questioned.
“Now,” I replied as I petted and admired her perfect bottom, before placing a knee outside each of her hips and moving forward.
I parted her cheeks with one hand while the other guided my turgid cock. Making contact with her opening I continued to press forward, burying myself in her, impaling bahis her.
Sal let out a low guttural moan as I gave her my entire length; I began to pump her. I loved the sound, as I bottomed out she’d grunt.
“Ungh, ungh, ungh.”
Now her spectacular ass was going to get the fucking I’d wanted to give it from the first time I’d admired it.
Gripping her cheeks I opened her as far as possible, getting a little deeper; increasing the speed and intensity, I hammered into her. As deep as I could get then three quarters of the way out then pistoning back, letting her feel me way up in her belly.
Her vocalization had changed and increased. Still it was “ungh” when I hit bottom but she was moaning on my backstrokes, the moans interrupted by the occasional, “Oh God, Oh God, Oh, God.”
Whether it was a desire for satisfaction or to provide a distraction; I don’t know but suddenly Sal grasped her left breast and began fondling herself and twisting her nipple while with her right hand she went between her legs seeking her pussy, her clit. She found it and began working her hips, riding her hand while I rode her.
I pushed her further up on the pillow as I plowed into her, rapid thrusts deep into her body. I was nearly there, I sped up; she started to quiver then she wailed as a powerful orgasm hit her, the contraction of her anus felt like I was being squeezed by a velvet lined fist; I exploded with the strongest climax I’ve ever experienced. God, it seemed I’d pumped about a quart of cum into her by the time I finished.
I softened, pulled out and lay beside her; she crawled off the pillow and came into my arms, her face against my chest. We lay quietly, both of us exhausted; we dozed.
Several hours later I awakened to a strange but pleasant sensation. Sally was sucking my nipples. I enjoyed that for several minutes then I lifted her head and kissed her.
“You’re beautiful and sexy,” I whispered.
Smiling shyly she said, “No Sam, I’m wanton and wantin’, I want you in me again, now.”
“Let’s do it this way,” I said as I rolled her over so that her back was to me.
I pulled her against me saying, “Arch your back and push your cute bottom back to me.”
She was still well lubricated, Astroglide and semen; I entered her easily then let her use her hips to pump onto me.
I kissed her ear, neck and shoulder as she worked on me then slid a hand down her front and fondled her clit, giving her two fingers to ride.
She was having the desired effect on me, when she felt me swell she sped up, pumping faster. As I started to spew into her she forced back against me and held herself there as she came with me.
With my cock still in her we slept.
Daybreak came, Sally awakened first though I was beginning to stir. She gave me a chaste little kiss, wished me good morning and headed for the bathroom. She was in there for at least fifteen minutes; when she came out her first comment was,
“Damn Sam you must have filled me up, I think a quart of your cum dripped out of me.”
With a sly smile I asked, “Want another infusion?”
Smiling back she answered, “Maybe later, right now I want a shower and some coffee.”
I climbed out from under the covers. “Let me grab a quick shower then I’ll make the coffee while you bathe.”
I gave myself a quick wash, toweled dry and put on a robe. With a hug, kiss and compliment, “You’re even more beautiful in the morning,” I gave Sally another of my robes and a big fluffy towel.
“I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
he coffee was poured along with glasses of orange juice when Sally came in. She was wrapped in my robe and barefooted.
While sipping our coffee we chatted, getting to know each other a little better. She said she needed to get her car and go home, she needed fresh clothing. I asked if she wanted to come back afterwards, maybe we could do something together. It was a beautiful Saturday, maybe we could visit a park, go for a walk, whatever she might enjoy then I’d cook supper.
She said she’d be back by noon then opened an entirely different subject.
“Sam, do you think you’ll want to see me again after today? I’ll confess, I want to see you.”
“I do want to see you and continue seeing you. You’re cute, lovely in fact and you’re smart. I’ve had a ball being around you, I’d like that to continue.”
“Me, too,” she said, “but I want you in me today, in my…ah, you know,” she shyly whispered.
“In your vagina? I guess I can pick up some condoms, no problem.”
“You really don’t like using a condom do you?”
“Not really, but I will.”
“If we’re going to continue I’ll make an appointment with my gynecologist and get fitted for an IUD so it won’t be like forever that we need to take precautions, OK?”
“That would be good,” I answered.
“I’ll do a little shopping while I’m out and get what we’ll need,” she said.
We’d finished our coffee; she came over to me, hugged me and guided my hand inside the folds of her robe. I squeezed and caressed her breast, feeling it gain in fullness, her nipple swelling and coming erect.
She cooed sweetly, “I told you I am wanton and, again I’m wantin’,” as she took my hand and led me to the living room.
“Don’t think badly of me, but this is what I want,” she said as raised her robe above her hips and bent over the arm of my sofa, “I’m ready, take me now please Sam.”
I moved behind her, feeling the smooth soft flesh then spreading her cheeks. Her anus, still red from the previous night glistened with the lubricant she had applied to herself. I pressed the head of my cock against her, meeting some resistance before her sphincter muscles yielded; I slid into her.
I’d performed anal sex numerous times but this was the first time in this position illuminated by the light of day. I could see and follow everything. I slowly entered her, watching as my cock was swallowed by her body until I was completely in then I started to gently pump.
Sally had let out a low throaty moan as I entered, even having lost her virginity the previous evening, she was still so very tight, her ring holding me, creating friction as I worked in and out. Although I was stroking gently, I was going deep, thrusting far up into her bowels, rhythmically pumping while I gripped her hips.
The sounds, Sally’s husky deep moans, the slapping noise as our bodies met, my own strained breathing provided the chorus for our joining as I felt the cum rising from my balls. I grasped her hips, pulling her tight against me as pulse after hot pulse filled her; with me growling my pleasure.
As I finished, she began to squeeze me, milking out my final drops, I softened and eased out, again stroking her fantastic bottom; I leaned down and kissed each cheek before helping her to stand.
We hugged then she went to the bedroom to dress. I dropped her back at her car then picked up a few things for our dinner. I’d decided on a salad, grilled fish, rice pilaf, and pencil thin fresh green beans accompanied by a cold, crisp chardonnay.
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here was a light tapping on my front door; Sally was back. She was carrying a small overnight case and had changed clothing. White shorts, white sandals and a white pullover top embroidered with a colorful parrot over her left breast. From her protruding nipples it was evident that she was sans bra. I pointed her toward the kitchen with the offer of a glass of wine; she preceded me. I enjoyed the view. Her pert bottom filled her shorts perfectly and, cretin that I am, I admired her panty line framing her tight ass.
Pouring her a glass of white wine I finished the marinade I was preparing for the salmon. Crushed ginger, garlic, soy sauce, dry sherry and just a little honey covered the filets. As I turned from putting the fish in the refrigerator Sally reached up the leg of the loose gym shorts I was wearing, grasped my penis and led me toward the bedroom.
“Come on big boy, I’ve got a present for you.” I followed (like I had a choice.)
She pulled my shorts off, pushed me onto the bed then said, “I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere,” as she went into the bathroom.
I lay on the bed idly stroking deneme bonusu my stiff cock and waited, wondering what to expect.
Several moments later she came back. Now, completely nude she gave me a big smile and straddled me, guiding my cock into her pussy as she sat down, taking me in.
Sally gave a little wince as she slid down my rigid shaft. I filled her more than her husband ever had but she was so wet, hot nearly molten. When she’d settled she smiled and said, “I’ve never done this before and I’ve always wanted to,” as she began to work up and down on me.
As her breathing became raspy she grabbed my hands, “Squeeze my titties, squeeze me Sam.”
I squeezed then began twisting her nipples; she sped up her ride, pounding hard against me with every downward thrust.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Sally wailed as she rode me like a cowgirl, posting on me then slamming down, impaling herself.
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er scalding tight pussy was bringing me off. I arched my hips as she continued to ride me as her orgasm hit. I felt her contractions then my balls were bathed in her precious juices as we climaxed together. Slowly she continued until we were both drained.
“Wow, that was fantastic,” Sal enthused, “fantastic.”
“I totally agree,” I added as I started to sit up and kiss her.
She pushed me back down on the bed.
“There’s something else I’ve never done that I want to do now,” she said as she slid off me and down my body. She licked my shaft, tasting our co-mingled fluids then took me between her lips.
Slowly at first she circled my cock with the tip of her tongue, teasing the head then she worked at deep throating, she couldn’t take it all in but not for not making a supreme effort. She worked on me ‘til I was again stiff as a board.
When she looked up at me with a big grin on her lovely face I tried to pull her up but, again, she had other ideas.
“I want it from behind Sam, fuck me like an animal, pound my pussy hard,” she said as she positioned herself on her knees and arched her back like a cat, elevating her hips, displaying herself for me.
I didn’t hesitate, moving behind her I entered her with one powerful thrust and started slamming her hard and fast.
As I pounded into her Sally was hissing, “Yes, yes, yes, harder, harder.”
I was giving it all I could. Because I’d just cum I was lasting longer than usual, I hammered her for nearly fifteen minutes. Sally had climaxed twice before I rose to the occasion, as I blasted into her I grabbed her hips and pulled her against me then filled her sweet vagina. I began stroking again until I was drained then slipped out.
She stayed poised on her knees, her head on the mattress as I admired her. Cum was dripping from her pussy and down her inner thighs. Her rosebud was still reddish from earlier, I tickled her there knowing I’d visit again later.
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hen I moved forward and pulled her into my arms, kissing her ears, neck and lips.
We lay quietly, catching our breath before I said, “Let’s go grill some fish.”
After a mutual shower we both donned our robes, there was no sense dressing as we both knew we’d soon be undressed again.
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fixed and served our dinner. After we’d finished we sat and talked; my first question being, “I thought we needed condoms?”
“Vaginal sponges for the time being, until I can get an IUD, ok?”
“Better than OK, fantastic!”
“You liked?”
“Beautiful, I like everything about you.”
“You ready for dessert?”
“You’re going to be my dessert,” I said. I got up and led her back to the bedroom.
At the bedside I took her in my arms and curled down onto the mattress bring her with me then I shed my robe and helped her out of hers.
We didn’t engage in a lot of foreplay; both of us were anxious as I slid down her slim body until I could taste her. Opening her legs then her lips I ran my tongue along her coral pink vulva then dipped into her vagina, savoring her light, sweet flavor before sucking and nibbling on first one labium then the other.
I moved to her clitoris, teased it with my tongue and sucked it between my lips and into my mouth. Batting on her pearl tip as I sucked, I brought Sal to a shuddering climax; her feminine nectar flowed from her; I licked and sucked drinking from her until she begged me to quit; the stimulation was getting too intense.
I rose up and rolled her onto her belly then again fell on her, rimming her as she squirmed under the onslaught of my wicked tongue; boring into her, tasting her earthy flavor, inhaling her musty aroma before getting the lubricant and preparing her.
I knelt above her and lifted her hips until her knees were under her then guided her head down to the pillow. She was open for me, ready; I didn’t keep her waiting.
Moving up behind I guided my cock forward then pushed in. As her sphincter muscles were parted Sally moaned; when I filled her she wailed. She had the tightest chute I’d ever been in; I was in heaven, I’d never even dreamed of such a spectacular ass and I took advantage, plowing powerfully into her, making her grunt with each stroke. I kept the pace slow, almost languid, but deep, pulling her back onto me as I pushed into her, savoring the unbelievable sensation.
God, I wanted us to last for hours but, unfortunately that was not to be; I couldn’t hold out. Damn, I think I saw stars, I blasted, blasted spewing pulse after pulse of my ropy cum deep into Sally, then continued to stroke, slowing as I emptied until finally falling out.
We took a break, resting side by side in an embrace for some time; finally, Sally got up and went to the bathroom. When she came back she had a warm washcloth; she cleaned me up before saying that she’d like a glass of wine.
We both again donned our robes, I poured each of a glass of a nice Cabernet Sauvignon and we sat side by side on the living room sofa.
As we talked the discussion moved to where our relationship might go and grow. She and I had gotten on famously; we enjoyed each others company and the sex was out of this world, though after only two days neither of us were prepared to make long term commitments. We decided that we would develop a dating relationship then let it go where it may.
Then Sally took my empty glass, set it on the cocktail table along with hers and snuggled, crawling onto my lap.
She nuzzled my neck and ear then whispered, “My bottom’s a little sore, do you suppose we can wait until tomorrow for that?”
“Of course,” I answered as I pulled her over my lap and lifted the back of her robe. “I think a massage might help I added as I caressed her luscious cheeks.
After several minutes she was mewling like a contented kitten then she started working her pelvis against me; I got hard from her attention.
Realizing that I was stiff Sally slid off my lap to the carpet. She got between my legs, opened my robe and, gripping me with both hands took me into her mouth.
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t was only her second time but, God she was learning fast. She licked along my shaft like it was a candy cane before engulfing me, bobbing up and down while her tongue teased along the underside and around the head. Then she slid a hand under me and started rubbing my asshole while she sucked.
I screamed out, “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” but she already knew it, she’d felt me swelling and only sucked harder and faster then, just as the jizz started to spurt she slipped a finger into me. I’d never felt anything like it but I sure wanted to feel it again; soon. I filled her mouth, she just kept going, cum was running from both sides of her lips, she was swallowing as quickly as possible but I was flooding her. I’d never climaxed like that in my life. By the time she stopped I was drained, both of cum and energy. I simply lay back, breathing hard, trying to recover.
She looked up at me, cum still running from the sides of her mouth, “Good?” She asked.
“I exquisite,” was all that I could reply.
She grinned at me, took my hand and, pulling me up said, “My turn,” as she led me to the bedroom.
We spent the rest of the weekend, nothing but a little sleeping, food, wine and sex, sex, sex.
Sally had work Monday morning. After she’d left I had coffee and thought about her. I don’t know how things will work out between us but she’ll be back after work and I’m sure looking forward to it.
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