It was Friday, about two hours before my shift was to end. I glanced at the note that had just been placed on my desk. It was from the office manager of the call center I work in.
“Come see me when this call is done” is all it said.
Having no idea what bug might be up her ass, I wasn’t looking forward to it but I did as requested. When I walked in her office, she was there with a lady younger than either of us. This woman was a knock-out! Long, thick, dark hair, soft brown eyes, full and tantalizing lips, and a body that screamed things to my anatomy that shouldn’t have been being heard.
“This is Deanne,” said Sheila, my manager. “She’s the new Corporate Director.”
Deanne and I shook hands and smiled at each other but it was nothing more than the obligatory smiles that’s so prevalent in these situations. I did notice however, that her hands were very soft and warm.
I scanned quickly over her as she walked away to seat herself in a chair at the table in the middle of the room. Her flowing knee-length skirt was one of those that made you think you could see through it, but you actually couldn’t. She had on a beige blouse that not only accentuated her dark hair and tanned skin, but flattered her ample bosom as well.
For those of you who know me, you’ll not be surprised that I more closely examined her legs and ass – all of which easily achieved the “you can eat crackers in my bed” approval. The shape of her ass was nothing less than the one I had wet dreams from my whole life.
Not consciously realizing that Deanne had sat down and I was still staring at her shapely thighs that were now exposed to me, it was the voice of Sheila that snapped me back to the situation at hand. “Please have a seat. We have something to discuss with you.”
Those words not only snapped me out of the trance I was in, but they sent a chill through me as well. Was I getting fired? Why introduce me to the new CM? What the hell is going on? My mind was now racing with countless but silent questions.
Seating myself at the same side of the table as Deanne was at, I took the opportunity to shoot another glance at her. My God! She was so sexy!! Good thing I was now seated or I would have been arrested for sexual misconduct due to the bulge in my pants! Those legs and thighs of hers were just begging me to pay some physical attention to them! I drew a quick mental picture of seeing her naked and I could easily envision me attacking her, sucking and enjoying those breasts, kissing those full lips, and pounding my cock into her seductive ass.
The meeting had been only going for a few minutes when Sheila looked at me and said, “you have been selected to go to Corporate for a month and have Deanne train you for a new position.”
I immediately and uncontrollably grinned as I turned that statement into something purely sexual. I’d be more than happy to have Deanne train me for any position she wanted me in!!
Ultimately, this meant Deanne and I would be working closely together, which was fine with me. I had to wonder though – is broken zipper replacements a tax write-off as a job expense?
This woman would certainly be testing my professionalism as well as my self-control, but I had learned from the conversation that she was also on the Board of Directors so I figured it was in my best interest to not only learn everything she wanted to teach me, (still grinning here), but to make sure my hormones stayed under control.
The biggest shock was that I would be spending the next month in Hawaii and it would be paid for by the company! I’d be on the Island of Oahu! HOLY SHIT!!! Now, I admit that I don’t know a whole lot about geography, but I knew that was where Pearl Harbor, Honolulu, the famous Waikiki beach, and, (a little bit of trivia here), the only palace on US soil – Lolani Palace, were all situated on that island.
I was still in shock the next week as I sat there beside Deanne on a jet, waiting to taxi out to start the flight. The flight was soon underway and it took little time for her and I to relax around each other. She was really easy to talk to and had a sense of humor that was close to my own.
She informed me that she was not of the ‘all work’ mentality and she expected me to enjoy the Island and all it’s treasures. Not being one to resist an opportunity to investigate future opportunities, I asked if she was going to be my personal guide. Surprisingly, she said that she was planning on showing me a few places. My delight was impossible to hide as a big smile once again overtook my face.
Glancing down at her shapely legs that were escaping from under her thin, black skirt, I wondered if this lady ever wore slacks! I hoped she did or I could easily see myself being in a hell of a lot of trouble around her. Even her voice, which had a slight accent to it, was seductive. The combination of her personality, her body, that magnificent long hair, and her voice were all so sensual that I spent most of the flight trying to nonchalantly hide the throbbing erection I had smuggled on board like a jewel thief with the Hope Diamond.
During the flight she informed me that there was a company paid rental car for me at the Honolulu International airport and I was to drive her to her house, then follow her to the hotel I’d be staying at. My smile and my erection both grew larger.
Several hours later the jet had landed and Deanne and I were driving to her house. I was following her verbal directions while trying to visually absorb all the beauty around me – both the geographic and feminine beauty.
When we got to her home she invited me in and I of course accepted. Her home was very beautifully landscaped as I sort of had expected, but it was absolutely stunning the way she had decorated it. There were minimal ‘man-made’ objects cluttering the beauty of the location and it was a paradise of it’s own accord!!
She invited me to have a seat out on the lanai while she changed clothes, and upon stepping outside, I was in love with the area. She soon joined me, wearing just a halter top and short, flatteringly snug cut-offs. As soon as I saw her, my cock instantly throbbed in my jeans and I couldn’t help staring. Her figure was the definition of sexual. Her long, slender legs blossomed into wonderfully shaped hips. Her waist plummeted seductively inward before gracefully widening to accommodate her large but obviously firm breasts. The graceful curve of her shoulders flowed magically under her long hair and emerged again to form a beautiful, erotically attractive face.
“You okay?” she asked as she walked toward me, affording me the opportunity to enjoy the gently alluring sway of her stride.
“Deanne,“ I sighed. “I think it would be best if I headed to the hotel,” I answered as I looked into her soft, brown eyes. “Your home is absolutely wonderful, and I feel very comfortable around you,” I said as I tried to gain control. “I’m perhaps a bit too comfortable around you,” I added as I forced myself to look away from her.
“Please, call me Dee,” she softly said as she sat down and crossed her legs. “Except of course for when we’re at the office or around other coworkers,” she added as she observed me staring at her tempting flesh. Oh-h-h-h!! Those legs!!!! There they were. Exposed and enticing from her feet to her hips. I savored every inch of her legs as I took trillions of mental photographs. She didn’t seem surprised or upset at my behavior, which I was glad to see.
About an hour or so later, after a light snack, she said she’d drive to the “Princess Kaiulani”, which is on Kaiulani Avenue, and I could follow her so I didn’t get lost. It was around nine o’clock and we were soon heading to the hotel.
After going through the easy check-in at ’The Princess’, the bell-hop accompanied us to my room. It was designated as a “Tower Ocean View Suite” and I almost fell over when I walked in. There was a king size bed, large sofa, and a huge glass top table with nicely padded armchairs facing it. I noticed the ocean view and almost passed out. To say it was breathtaking would be an understatement.
“Shit!” Dee exclaimed as she entered the room. “You’ll never want to come to the office, and to be honest with you, I’m not sure I’m going to want to leave!” she said as we walked toward the patio after dismissing the hotel attendant. “You might be sleeping out in the car!” she said with a wonderful laughter in her voice.
My only response was a chuckle as we walked onto the balcony which was high above most surrounding buildings. Of course, being the gentleman that I am, I allowed her to step out first. It was purely accidental that I was staring at her ass when she unexpectedly turned around and said, “This is really…”
She stopped abruptly mid-sentence. I looked up at her and she was staring at me. I wasn’t sure if she was pissed or appreciative. After what seemed like an hour, she finally spoke.
“This is at least the third time I’ve caught you staring at me from behind,” she stated. I felt my face turning red. “Do you really like my ass that much?” she question me.
I know my face was going through the entire spectrum of reds as I looked at her. She was still staring at me but there was no smile on her face. She eventually began to walk toward me and I just stood there motionless, suffering temporary paralyses from fear. I didn’t‘t know if I had just written my pink slip or my invitation for sky-diving from the balcony without the benefit of a parachute.
She stepped up close to me and put her arms around my neck. “Remember,” she whispered as she stretched to get her mouth beside my ear. “I’m your boss and I expect answers to my questions,” she said as her fingers ran through my hair and her full, firm breasts pushed tightly against my chest. My arms instinctively wrapped around her as my hands landed firmly on her shapely and pleasantly firm buttocks. I pulled her tight against me.
My erection was throbbing wildly in my pants, pounding it’s Morse code of lustful desire through my jeans and her cut-offs. Our lips were only microns apart.
“Yes Ma’am, I like your ass,” I whispered with a smile. Then our lips touched. It was like the movies – that first kiss. The softness of her lips, the feeling of her body pressed against me, her ass delighting my hands, all added to the pleasure I was feeling as her hands held my head firmly and her tongue gently slid into my mouth.
The embrace lasted for only seconds, but what a glorious few seconds it was. We were now standing there, both motionless and silent except for the soft panting from each of us, staring into each others eyes.
“This shouldn’t be happening,” she whispered, but I noticed she didn’t pull away at all.
As my hands slid up over the bare skin of her lower back and up to her shoulders, I kissed her again. “If you tell me to stop, I will,” I whispered. My hands pulled her torso tighter against me.
“I am married, and I’m also your boss,” she reminded me, not with anger or irritation but with a seductive sensual tone in her voice. Slowly slipping my hands under her halter, I began to lift it upward.
As my hands slowly worked her halter top upward, I kissed her and said, “I know you’re my boss. Are you telling me to stop?”
Our eyes were locked on each other and her halter was going higher and higher. She never tried to stop me but assisted me by lifting her arms. Within a few, long, anticipation filled seconds, her breasts were exposed to my appreciative eyes and hands. Cupping her breasts, one in each hand, I bent down and lightly kissed each of her already hard and erect nipples.
Her body shuddered as my lips and tongue explored her previously hidden treasures. I felt her hands lifting my shirt and I obliged her by assisting her as she had me. After my shirt was off, it was amazing how quickly her cut-offs fell down! Don‘t know how that happened, but I was thrilled to learn she hadn’t worn panties. Her shapely body was now fully exposed for me.
My cock was thrashing wildly with impatience in my pants as her hands slowly and cautiously unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She pushed them down and my aching erection was released. I gasped from exhilaration as her soft warm hand wrapped gently around my hot, rigid flesh. Her touch was phenomenal.
I slid my hands down the smooth, soft skin of her back and then over her ass. Squatting down in front of her my lips kissed a trail along her abdomen. Kiss by kiss, my mouth approached her pussy. My lips kissed her at the very top of her hair line and I felt her shaking as her legs parted ever so slightly. My fingers slid between her firm ass cheeks as my mouth descended the final inches and my tongue lashed out, licking over the soft, curly dark hair that covered her much desired pussy.
Gently but firmly turning her around and moving her backward toward the bed, she was soon on her back with my head buried in her sweet pussy. When I stole my first taste of her wine by licking inside her slit, she let out a gasp. My tongue then inched up the length of her smooth slit. Her hands pressed my head tightly against her and I released all my oral skills on her. Her pussy was amazing and with her legs squeezing my head, I licked wildly over her sensitive private area. She began squirming, moaning, gasping, and arching her back as I continued licking her slit.
When I sucked her clit into my mouth and flickered my tongue over the tip, she arched her back high and squeezed my head like a vise, letting out a long, deep, shuddering moan as I felt her succumb to the relentless teasing from my tongue and lips.
“Oh Je-e-e-s-s-s-u-u-u-s-s-s-s!!!” she whimpered through clenched teeth as her orgasm was obviously growing to be quite intense. Her hands clenched my hair and was pulling it hard as my tongue licked up all the love potion I could.
My cock was throbbing wildly, banging it’s head against the side of the mattress like a wild and crazed criminal trying to break out of a prison cell. As her orgasm slowly began to subside, I continued to lightly lick around her pussy and once in a while, slipped my tongue into her gloriously glazed clit. It was obvious to me that she didn’t want me to stop, so I resumed my ‘attack’ and deployed my fingers to assist my mouth and tongue in giving her more sexual pleasure.
Gently parting her wet pussy lips with my fingers, I placed the tip of my tongue at the opening of her pussy. As I pressed my tongue flat against her pinkness, I slid it slowly – very, very slowly all the way up to her hard clit that was impatiently waiting for my tongue. Her hips lifted as if by levitation and I continued to do a series of slow, teasing licks up the length of her slit. My fingers slid into her hot tunnel and she released a gush of gratitude.
Stroking my fingers back and forth with the tips of my fingers rubbing upward and apparently hitting her ‘G’ spot, my tongue continued it’s assignment and soon Dee was thrashing fiercely as her body released what seemed like gallons of cum to quench my burning thirst. Enthusiastically licking her pussy and sucking on her hard clit, my mouth and fingers took her repeatedly over the orgasmic falls of sexual pleasure.
She was asking me to stop, informing me that her body couldn’t take another orgasm, but I didn’t quite buy that so I coaxed one more orgasm from her. It was then that I was fairly certain she may be serious from the way she screamed and thrashed about as she peaked.
I moved my face away from her dripping pussy and slowly pulled my fingers out, licking her sweetness from each of them. “Oh shit!” she gasped as she tried to coax me to climb on top of her. “I’ve never cum like that!” she panted as I slowly positioned myself on top of her still quivering body that was glazed with a light, sexy film of sexual perspiration. My hard cock was beating against the cum and saliva saturated hair between her soft thighs as the heat and the wetness of her pussy enticed me even more. My desire for her body was expressed through the uncontrollable pulsations of my shaft.
I lifted my hips and my cock pressed itself securely between the heavenly wetness of those sweet lips that covered her pussy. This time, it was me that moaned with pleasure as her soft sensuality wrapped completely around my hot and attention craving rod.
“Baby, I’m sorry, but I can’t let you cum in my pussy,” Dee said with obvious disappointment on her voice. “Not tonight – but I’ll explain later,” she gasped quickly. “I just want you in me. Please promise you won’t cum in me, but please, put it in me! I know it’s unfair of me, but I want that cock in me so badly!” she gently pleaded in a frenzied babble as her hands ran over my ass, trying to pull my cock into her awaiting grandeur with the aide of her soft feet also pushing against my ass.
Even if I had wanted to refuse I couldn’t have because she parted her legs a bit more and my marble-hard cock slid effortlessly into her tight, warm and saturated pussy. We gasped in unison as my length went deep inside of her. My cum filled sac was pressing tight against her ass and the tip of my cock was pressing into the roof of her vagina. “Oh my God! You’re so thick!” she moaned softly in my ear. “God that feels so…” she started to say but stopped suddenly as I began to take long, slow strokes in and out of her pussy.
“OH! OH SHIT!” she exclaimed over and over again as I stroked my full length faster and faster in and out of her satin mitten that snugly held my cock. I knew I was stretching her lining to accommodate my width, and it felt as smooth and warm as I think dunking my cock in warm, melted butter would feel. The feeling was one of pure perfection.
I felt the unmistakable ‘orgasm squeeze’ from her pussy. Another flood of her nectar was released around my hardness while her fingernails dug into my back. Her body jolted and flinched as her pussy coated me with her hot syrup of happiness. I was trying desperately to maintain control a bit longer but I knew I was failing. My balls were aching, just waiting to unload the trainload of cum they had stored up and pressurized for dispersal. My cock was swelling thicker inside her smooth snugness.
“Oh Honey!” I moaned as I forced myself to quickly pull out of her. “I can’t…. I can’t hold off any more,” I confessed with panic-stricken breaths. “I’m sorry but I…”
“Use my ass,” she interrupted me with as she rolled over. “Fuck me in the ass if you want. I just want you to enjoy!”
I eagerly centered my engorged and oozing cock in the crack of her fabulous ass. When my mega-stimulated cock touched her soft skin, I knew it wouldn’t take but a few seconds. The thick flame of my sexual fire buried itself deep between the gentle hills of heavenly flesh that was now underneath me. As I took my first few purely enchanting strokes, her soft, warm, pliable skin wrapped my cock in an embrace more wonderful than anything I’ve ever felt.
“Oh my God!” I softly screamed as my cock erupted. The pressure behind that first shot was strong enough to squirt it from between her ass cheeks almost to her shoulders! With each forward stroke another large sperm ball was fired and landed on her back until there were countless lakes of glittering sperm on her back. Then a river of sperm appeared, flowing from between her heavenly posterior like the magma that flows from volcano Kilauea. I had released so much cum onto her I was almost embarrassed, but Dee seemed to enjoy the fact that I had become so aroused and then was so satisfied by her.
I gently collapsed, totally drained by the pleasure from her wonderful body. We lay there, my soft cock merrily swimming in the pool of sperm it had created and I kissed her on the shoulder. She lifted her head and I kissed her neck.
“I think we’re going to be spending a lot of time together these next few weeks,” she giggled as she nuzzled her head against me. Her soft, thick hair felt like strands of fine silk against my face. I began to chuckle uncontrollably.
“And I won’t even file for overtime,” I managed to say between my chuckles.
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part 2
After the most unexpected but extremely pleasurable encounter I had with Dee the first night I was on the beautiful Island of Oahu, I diligently reported to the office Monday morning. She started my day by making all the obligatory introductions of the office staff. The rest of that day, as well Tuesday, was filled with more information being thrown at me than I thought I could absorb. Of course, the fact that on Monday she wore a very flattering dress which was about knee-length and had a nice slit up the one side, made it difficult to read the manuals. Yes, Dee made it very hard.
It was odd, looking back on that day, how she always managed to sit down so that my anxious and most appreciative eyes would be blessed with a great view of her thighs and legs on the few occasions when she’d cross her legs. Perhaps it was to do with training me to focus?
Tuesday, in respect to my concentration being on what I was supposed to be learning about my new responsibilities, was a total disaster. I was in her office and had just started more of the required reading. When Dee came in and stopped in front of the chair I was in, the intensity of my concentration sky-rocketed but I wasn’t looking at the book. “Just got out of a meeting with George,” she said with a hardly noticeable grin on her face. “I hate to tell you this, but you and I are going to have a late night tonight,” she added as she walked past me to seat herself behind her desk. The light scent of her perfume was almost undetectable but the effect it had on me would be easily detected if I were to stand up.
Looking at her, it seemed she could easily read my mind. “No, we’re not going to be here all night,” she told me as she leaned back in her chair. With her ever so slightly reclined as she was, her breasts seemed to be hypnotizing me as she slowly rocked her chair forward and back. I had a great view of her legs from mid-thigh down to her knees with the skirt and desk blocking me from seeing more. “I thought if you didn’t mind we’d get some take-out and go to your room. There’s things we need to take care of and my house is out of the question tonight. My husband is having one of his ‘boys nights’ so it would be very noisy,” she explained, watching my reaction closely.
Trying desperately to conceal the smile I could feel gaining access to my face, I took a deep breath and tried to distract my mind from the erotic movie that was playing in the private cinema in my head. “Yeah, that’s fine,” I managed to say with a surprising professionalism to my voice. “Who’s going to get the food?” I asked, trying to find a way to unplug the projector in my mind that had started playing an endless roll of film – film of Dee and I sexually enjoying each other with no inhibitions or restraint. The male lead in the movie was at this very moment, thrashing about within the confines of my pants. I prayed I wouldn’t need to stand up anytime soon.
After looking at her watch for several seconds, she looked at me. As she sat up straight in her chair she reached in a side drawer of her desk. “It’s already all but three o’clock, so here,” she said as she rooted in the drawer for something. “Take this and get some food. I’ll come over directly from the office,” she continued as she extended her arm, holding some cash in her hand. I sat there in total terror. I was too far away to reach it without standing up but I couldn’t stand up or she would see that my mind was not fully engulfed in our conversation.
A light bulb went off in my head. “Okay, just lay it down and I’ll get it in a minute,” was my response as I fumbled around with the book and several sheets of notes in my hands, taking longer than I really needed. I was trying to buy time until things below my belt settled down a bit. I finally felt it was safe to stand up, so, holding the book and papers in front of my crotch as an extra precaution, I stood up and took a few steps toward her desk. As I picked up the cash from on top of her desk, I asked Dee what she wanted for dinner.
“Surprise me!” she answered without any hesitation. Her face was so beautiful and that grin was enough to bring the mightiest man to his knees.
‘Surprise me she says’ I think to myself. ‘Dee, I’d like to surprise you by ripping our clothes off and having you right here, right now, on top of your desk!’ I silently confessed to her.
“Okay, but I don’t know what you’d like,” I said with total innocence for once. The sparkle in her eyes spoke volumes. “..to have for supper,” I added in an attempt to prevent that theater from starting the movie again. ‘Good Lord! Get a grip!’ I silently reprimanded myself with.
Immediately that smart-mouth, sex crazed brat in my brain retaliated with both barrels blazing. ‘Yeah! Get a grip you moron! Get a grip on her ass and bury that cock of yours in her pussy!’ it screamed. ’You know you want too! Go ahead! Go over there and rip open her blouse then suck on her tits. I bet her nipples are hard as rock already – look at her blouse – that’ll prove if I‘m right or not!’ the voice barraged me with.
I looked out the window to get my brain back on the proper track. “Go ahead and go get the food,” I heard Dee saying. “I’ll be there as soon as I can be – should be around five-thirty,” she concluded with. I nodded my head as an acknowledgment and turned to walk away. Not having any clue as to what food she liked, I realized that I hadn’t even noticed what she had eaten on the plane. I certainly remembered how but not what.
Oh shit! Why did I have to think of that? I tell ya – it was such an erotic sight to watch her eat when her full, soft lips wrapped around her food as she‘d take each dainty bite. It made me want to watch her the entire time and she damn near drove me over the edge when I saw her put her finger in her mouth and slowly pull it out. Her moist lips sliding softly over the skin, fully encompassing and caressing every inch on all sides simultaneously. ‘Oh shit! Let’s see – to determine if you have a square corner on a building foundation, using the 3-4-5 method will..’ I said silently distracted myself with. I had to trying anything to keep from thinking of Dee because my thoughts always turned sexual. God! With her having an ass that was so close to perfect, and those legs, her body, her face – I mean really, who could blame me for my thoughts being sexual?
Knowing I couldn’t ask any of our fellow co-workers what Dee liked to eat without risking an increase in their curiosity, I stopped at the receptionists desk and scanned through the phone book. Seems there’s a lot of sushi places, so I figured that should be one of my safer bets. I stopped at a place that was on my way to the motel and after ordering several variations, I was out the door and driving along, enjoying the lush and wonderful beauty of nature that surrounded me. I saw a lot more of nature this time because the female beauty wasn’t in the car to be of any competition to nature.
Later, just a few seconds before five o’clock to be precise, I was mortified. My watch beeped on the hour as I heard the lock on the door click. The door swung open and then closed again so quickly that I had barely comprehended it was my door that was opening and closing. There I was laying on my back, stark-ass naked. I had been watching the time so I could be dressed well before Dee had estimated her arrival, but now, as my mind frantically scratched to gather up and organize all the input thrown at it, I realized Dee was standing beside the bed. There was a smile on her face like she was a young girl who just been given that dream pony that most of them always seem to want. “What the?!?!?!” I stammered as I sat up and tried to grab something – anything – to cover myself with but found nothing.
“Didn’t you find it odd that you only got one key to the room?” she asked smugly, waiving a card key in the air.
I watched silently with a mixture of continued embarrassment and newly inflamed arousal as her hand gently deposited the key card into her clutch purse. “You again, haven’t answered my question,” she said softly as she climbed on the bed after she dropped her purse on the floor. “I told you that I expect answers from you,” she said with an obvious display of teasing in her voice.
“I guess I just didn’t think about it,” I managed to say, watching with increasing excitement and anticipation as she moved slowly closer to my naked body. She was grinning as she asked what I was thinking about when we were at the counter. Although she chose to do so, she really didn’t need to remind me that she was right there beside me – close beside me as I had checked in Sunday evening. A soft giggle drifted into my ears.
“What were you thinking about?” she pressed on with. As she asked that question she surprised me by grabbing my shoulder and pulled me onto the bed, flat on my back once again. Unable to over-ride my sexual brain with my logical brain, my cock was standing straight up, fully erect and dancing like some super-star in a rock video. Dee reached down and took my throbbing flesh into the warmth of her soft hand. “Tell me what you were thinking and you might get a reward,” she giggled as the warmth of her hand sent jolts of pure pleasure through my body.
As I savored the intense pleasure she so easily had given me with just her touch, I was finally able to confess that I had been thinking about her. She continued to question me until she had forced it all from me. Yes, she now knew that I had erotic fantasies about her from the first few seconds I saw her. She knew I had a seemingly insatiable desire for her – on the plane, in the car, the office – she knew it all now.
My honesty must have been pleasing to her because for my reward she moved down and began to slowly run her tongue over my shaft. As her lips, hands, and tongue filled my body with more pleasure than I had known for a long time, she steadily kept getting me to move a little at a time until I was centered in the bed. Once she had me where she wanted me she stood up and straddled me, lifting her skirt up as her body began to lower closer and closer to making contact with mine. I gazed at her bush and recollected how nice it had felt rubbing my nose in it as I had the honor of intimately enjoying her banquet of delight a few nights ago.
With her dress being held up around her breasts and her standing on the bed directly in front of me with one foot on each side, the visual delight of seeing a full view of her shapely body from the waist down made me want to make each second last for an hour so I could enjoy it all a bit more. I remembered vividly how those thighs felt like silk against me as my head was squeezed between them. I recalled equally as clearly how wonderfully her pussy had embraced me for that short time I was inside her. I watched with anticipation as the distance between the tip of my erection and the doorway to the palace of her satin pussy slowly diminish as her body lowered. Then the ultimate contact was made.
Her hot wetness gently touched my tip and caused my cock muscles to flex rapidly. I reached out and grasped her hips as I felt her wet smoothness engulfing my eager pole. Her head tilted backwards as she continued to lower herself and her moans of satisfaction were mixing in the air with mine. Her pussy felt phenomenal around me as my protruding shaft of sexual flesh went slowly deeper and deeper into her body. It was of indescribable delight and “Oh God!” were the only words uttered by either of us for several minutes. Those exclamations were an uncontrollable affirmation of our mutual enjoyment.
I felt her weight gently settling on top of me just as the tip of my cock made contact with the sensitive roof of her snug vagina. Her arousal couldn’t be denied any easier than mine could be denied as I felt the juices from her pussy slowly running over my crotch. Down the sides of my sac toward my ass. That sensation was so intensely stimulating that I left out a long, deep, rumbling moan of delight while Dee massaged my aching muscle which was now completely buried within her.
She released her skirt and it draped itself softly over my arms while my hands enjoyed exploring all the softness her body offered. Her skin was so soft and smooth and as she leaned forward, almost laying on top of me, she began moving her hips in seemingly multiple directions simultaneously. The satin flesh of her thighs brushed steadily but lightly against my sides which increased my enjoyment as her pussy squeezed steadily tighter and tighter around my ever increasing mass of flesh within her. My hands were still lovingly enjoying the curves of her body as they glided randomly over her waist, hips, and thighs.
Her wetness increased proportionally with the tempo of her movements as she continued riding her newly found private stallion of sexual entertainment. Little by little she was sitting more and more upright as her moans and gasps transformed into an angelic song that was a prelude to her orgasm. Her gyrating body held my cock firmly within the heat of her desire as the hot glaze of her climax was spread over me. Pushing my hips upward in rhythm with her vertical movements, her swiveling movements had me rapidly approaching the point of release. She could feel my cock swelling and throbbing within her as she coaxed me nearer and nearer to the ultimate pleasure humans can share. I heard her gasp out her permission, her desire, for me to cum in unison with her.
As the softness of her perfect snugness stroked the length of my soon to be discharging cock, her body trembled and shook and I soon had proof the gates of her sexual reservoir had opened. The release of her satisfaction washed over me as I continued thrusting my cock into her. Then in a flash, it began. Feeling the first of many powerful shots of sperm against the interior of her pussy, she rode me wildly, forcing every ounce of cum from within me.
The screams and moans that were escaping freely from each of us confirmed that the pleasure was mutually intense and equally satisfying. When our bodies eventually were depleted she leaned forward and laid down on top of me. My arms went around her, just below her shoulders.
As we lay there together, she began to explain why she couldn’t allow me to cum within her Sunday night. It was something about her husband and his ‘start the week with a bang’ philosophy. I guess it’s a weekly thing of his – do oral sex on her and then finish off in some other way. Apparently she figured he would smell or taste my sperm if I would have ejaculated in her Sunday night. I understood her caution and reasoning, but I admit I wasn’t really following it all that closely. I was mentally recording the fact that I was holding the gem of Oahu in my arms with my limp and fully satisfied cock still inside of her. I felt like a King.
I kissed her lightly on her cheek as I hugged her tight. “Hate to tell you, but this isn’t a new position to me. Want to try again?”
She looked at me in surprise. “Well,” she began and then paused. “Yes. If you think you’ll be up to it. But can we eat first? I’m starving!” she confessed with a laugh.
“Sure!” I agreed as I reluctantly released her from my embrace. We got up and I quickly retrieved the packages from the fridge. I looked in her soft brown eyes as I said, “Hope you like Sushi.”
“It’s one of my favorites!” Dee exclaimed happily as she began to investigate the contents of each container.
“Don’t ask me how it’s done. Nobody ever told how they cook Sushi,” I remarked, trying desperately to maintain a somber look.
“They don’t cook su…” she started to say but when she saw me fighting a grin, she knew I was just being a smart-ass. “You’re such a shit!” she laughed as I sat down beside her. Once again, as I discretely watched her eating, my sexual desires began regrouping. Damn she’s sexy!! ( October 23, 2009 )
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