by Lily Love
I expected him to be taken aback, perhaps even get annoyed or embarrassed, but without missing a beat, he said, “Because you’re beautiful. If that’s too forward, I apologize, but you asked and I answered.”
This time I blushed from head to toe. I started to respond, but when I opened my mouth, no words came out. I just stared at my coffee. Matthew just sat there, patiently waiting.
The waitress walked up to the table. “Hey guys, sorry to do this, but we are closing up.”
“Of course.” Matthew said. He left some money on the table and stood up. He looked at me and asked, “Let me grab my stuff and I’ll walk you to your car?”
“Sure.” I said, packing up my laptop and notes. I followed Matthew to his table where he packed up his stuff. We walked out the door together.
“Where are you parked?” Matthew asked me.
“Oh, well, I actually live in the apartments behind the café. I like to study here; my apartment can be too quiet sometimes.”
“Maybe I should come to the café more often. You were a delight to talk to Amber.” He took out his wallet and pulled out a business card with his name and information on it. He handed it to me. “Here’s my number. I’d love it if you gave me a call sometime.”
I looked down at the card but I wasn’t really reading it. Matthew is close enough that I can smell his cologne and the smell of his skin. I am so turned on, I can feel my panties getting damp. He turns to walk away.
“Wait.” I said, my voice a little rough from nerves. “Would you like to come with me to my apartment?”
Matthew turned and looked at me. He met my eyes; then slowly, deliberately, he slowly moved his eyes down my body, taking in every curve of my body. He took a deep a breath and sighed heavily. He took two steps towards me, putting his body within inches of mine. He is about 6” taller than me and he leaned down to my ear so that I could feel his warm breath on my neck “Amber,” he whispered. “I don’t think I have enough self-control to resist you.
He hesitated for just a moment, sighed again, kissed me lightly on the cheek, and turned very quickly to walk away. My nipples hardened in response to that little show, I have goose bumps all over my body, and I can feel my moist pussy now swelling with excitement and desire. I realized he was walking away and I start to panic.
I look at him and as he turns slightly to walk around his car, I can see that his pants are bulging so much that I can see the outline of his dick going up to his belt line. He isn’t looking back at me and I know that the whole situation must have ruined his cool, powerful demeanor. I can’t believe I was able to affect a man like that.
That thought was exactly what I needed.
“Matthew!” I yelled his name to get his attention, but this time there was no shakiness in my voice; it wasn’t anger either.
He’s on the driver’s side now, but he stops and looks at me; he shows me that sexy smile that I noticed first. This time, I don’t turn to putty, I feel empowered.
“Sweet dreams Amber.” He says with an even bigger smile.
“No.” I said. “Wait, don’t go yet.”
He hesitated and looked a little confused, but he didn’t leave. He turned towards the back of his car as I walked around to meet him on the driver side.
As I walk up to him, he smiles again. I hold out my hand to him, as if to shake it.
“Ah, my apologies.” He says, reaching to shake my hand. “You must have distracted me from my manners.”
I grasp his hand, but instead of shaking it, I go up on my toes and I turn his hand and push it against my soaking wet panties. I look him straight in his eyes as he realizes that my pussy was wet and hot. He lets out a breath “oh my… holy shit.”
“I can’t believe you would leave me so wet and horny.” I grab his head and pull him down to me; I kiss him harder than I had ever kissed anyone, shoving my tongue as deeply into his mouth as he would let me. He seemed to be in shock and I had a horrifying thought suddenly that I just crossed way too far over the line.
I was just about to pull away and run as fast as possible in the other direction when two strong hands grabbed me by the waist and lifted my back up against his car. It was wet from when it had been raining earlier and I jerked away from the cold, but I didn’t get far because Matthew shoved his body up against mine, pressing his erection perfectly against my wet vagina.
He pushed against me harder than I thought I could handle, but he kissed me deeper and wrapped my waist with his large, soft hands. I was caught up in so many sensations that I couldn’t focus on anything but the thrill and pleasure of it all.
I curled my legs around my hips and started to grind them firmly, but careful not to hurt. I could feel his cock growing even bigger now and almost rock solid. I wanted to see it, to hold it.
“Wait!” He gasped, pulling away from the kissing and groping. “We can’t do this. We’re both too smart and mature to be doing this.”
I was still being held between his hard dick and his car, so I am not sure that his resolve was much better than mine but I guess he was probably right.
“I guess…. You’re right.” I slow my breathing. “I am sorry. I shouldn’t have….”
“Wait, no!” He interrupted me. “No, no, this is great! But, we are downtown, by the university. I didn’t mean we can do this, I just meant we can’t do this here.”
“Oh!” I blush red. “Um, right….”
Matthew grabs me and kisses me again. “Where do you live?” he says between kisses.
“Mmmm…. This… way…” I respond between thrusting tongues.
I hear his car alarm clock as we walk awkwardly to my apartment. Luckily I am on the first floor. We get to my door and as I am trying to unlock it, Matthew bends me over and pulls my skirt up over my ass. I have a moment of shock, but then he pulls my ass back against him and I can feel the hard bulge of his cock between my ass cheeks. He grasps my hair tightly, but not painfully, and he pulls it back while pushing himself between my ass cheeks. At this point, we are separated by some thin fabric and fading willpower.
I focus enough to get the door open and we practically fall into the small apartment. I start kicking off my shoes as he undoes his shirt. I point to the bedroom and he grabs me before I can walk in there.
He throws me on the couch and pushes me down with one hand on my chest. He kisses me hard again, but quickly starts moving down my body, nibbling and carefully biting all around my breasts through the silk shirt.
He thrusts his hands under my shirt and grasps my breast, placing his fingers around the nipples and squeezing them enough to get them hard.
I lift my hips up in frustration, trying to feel his hard cock against me again, but he prevents me from making contact. He slowly lifts my shirt up, carefully watching the shirt slide over my nipples. He flicks my nipple with his tongue, then he blows on it to get it hard again; all the while making me squirm and moan underneath him. He repeats this with my other nipple, but when I go to squirm, this time I feel the slightest touch of his finger running along the crotch of my panties.
“You smell so good.” He whispers to me. “You must want this a lot.”
He caresses my pussy by running a single finger inside the panties, causing me to whimper with desire.
I can feel the hardness of his cock and I can hear his heart pounding loudly in his chest and I think realize, it isn’t just me who must want this a lot. I feel myself shift and decide to take things into my own hands. I push him away slightly and finish removing my silk shirt.
I drop to my knees and use my whole hand to squeeze his cock through his slacks. I can see a small wet spot where the tip of his penis is pushing against his pants. I slide my finger across the tip of his penis and feel the slick wetness of him. Then I turn my head slightly and wrap my mouth over the shaft of his cock, through his pants. I roll my eyes up to watch his reaction as I blow hot air through the cloth of his pants and onto his cock.
“Uh… Oh… my…. God…!” He gas
ps. I smile to myself. It’s a trick I taught myself a long time ago and it never fails to tease and please.
Matthew starts to grip my hair, but I feel him hesitate.
“Please…” I beg in a teasing voice.
He understood perfectly and grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulls me closer to his bulge and starts fussing with his pants button. I breathe warm air on his cock again, causing him to fumble with the button and grip my hair tightly. I use both hands to unbutton his pants, pushing his hand away. I undo his zipper carefully and can feel the heat radiating through his boxers.
I roll my eyes up at him and see he is staring straight down at me, holding his breath and begging silently for me to continue. I reach my hand down into his boxers and pull out his warm, hard, cock.
He groans low in his throat as the tough of my skin makes his penis flex in excitement. His cock his large in my hand, but not outrageously so. I love its smooth, tight hardness and the little cum on the tip of his cock makes me sigh. His hand tightens in response to my breath and he guides my head closer to his hard cock.
I resist just slightly and flick my tongue over the tip of his penis, licking off his juicy cream. Matthew moans again and uses his other hand to grab more hair. He tries to tilt his hips closer to me, encouraging me to take him in his mouth.
“Oh come one Matthew,” I purr at him. “With all your power and good looks you don’t know how this works?” I look up into his eyes, which are glossy and unfocused with need. “The woman is always in control when it comes to…” I lick the entire shaft of his penis, “Mmmmmm” I let each word slowly leave my lips, “sucking… dick.”
In that moment, I quickly shoved his cock into my mouth, shoving it as deep into my throat as it could go. I feel Matthew almost fall over from pleasure. He has my hair tangled in his fingers and is thrusting in and out of my mouth. I feel powerful and sexy, completely in control as I concentrate on breathing while sucking his amazing cock. I pause and twirl my tongue around the head of his shaft, earning myself the reward of more of his delicious cum.
Suddenly, catching me off guard, Matthew pulls my hair and slides his cock out of my mouth. “I’m not finishing like this!” He growls at me.
He looks around the room of my apartment and his eyes lock behind me. He backs me up and I feel myself tipping over backwards. It takes me a moment to realize he backed me onto my dining table. A few school books fall to the floor as he releases my hair.
He uses a hand to push me all the way onto the table, my bra barely holds my breasts in place as I lean back. Matthew shoves my bra up and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, while using his hand to pinch my other nipple between his fingers.
The pleasure in that moment was so intense, and the buildup was so strong, I feel my back arch and I start to orgasm while he has his tongue twirling around my nipple. He senses my reaction and pushes his exposed cock up to meet my vagina through my now soaked panties. I scream out in pleasure and Matthew bites and sucks on my breast, just below my nipple. I can tell he is marking me and it just makes me cum harder.
As soon as the orgasm starts to subside, he looks at me and whispers “Good girl.” He kisses his way down my stomach and I can feel him struggling to get his pants off; a task he accomplishes quickly. He pushes my purple skirt up over my thighs and hips and stands up to look at my lace thong.
“Oh my, you are so wet….” He slides my panties down, my shoes fall to the floor and he pulls my panties off my legs. He’s still looking at my soaking pussy. “So very sexy.” He says as he kisses his way back up.
I am stretching my neck to watch what he is doing and he locks eyes with me right before he licks along my pussy. He moans in pleasure at making sure I can see him, tasting my juices and licking his lips.
He licks along my pussy lips, then focus on my clit, sucking it softly, gently, but feeling oh so amazing. He gets into a rhythm of licking and sucking. I can fill the orgasm starting to build again and I know I am moaning appreciatively. My breathing starts to get heavier, faster, and I think I am getting close to orgasm.
I close my eyes and move my hips into his mouth, helping with his rhythm. Then, without warning, Matthew thrusts his finger into my pussy while his mouth is busy on my clit. I screamed in shock and instantly I cum again, orgasms shaking my body, much harder than the one before.
He thrusts his finger in and out quickly at I orgasm in his mouth, then he moves his finger to lick up and taste my juices as I throb with pleasure.
As I try to catch my breath, he stands up and leans over me, deliberately lining his cock up against my vagina. He leans over and whispers in my ear, “Amber, may I please fuck you?”
I start to say yes, but instead I whimper out what I think is an affirmative sound. He unbuttons his shirt while I just lay there, body exhausted from all the pleasure. The view is amazing. I had pegged Matthew being in his early 40’s but the man’s chest and abs were toned beautifully. I feel a little disappointed that I had already cum twice and didn’t even have a chance to see this view. I realize he is looking at me, watching my reaction.
“You look amazing.” I tell him.
“If you want to see amazing, you should see the view from here.” He responds without hesitation.
I slide off the table as gracefully as I can and I walk him over to a big orange chair in my living room. It is ugly as hell, but shockingly comfortable. He sits in the chair and I lean down to stroke his cock. I was worried he would have lost some momentum, but he was still incredibly hard. I had another moment of feeling guilty for having more fun than him; but then I decide to make it work it.
I put my knees on either side of his thighs and hover my pussy over his cock. I take off the shreds of my shirt and unhook my bra, deliberately making the view worth seeing. I leave my skirt around my waist.
I reach my hand between my legs and grasp his cock. I rub the tip of him against my wet vagina; he hisses and bites his lip. Then he tries to lift his hips to put himself inside of me.
“Patience.” I whisper, teasing him. I slide the tip of his penis just slightly inside of me, not enough to really penetrate but enough to really get him worked up; and me too.
“Please,” he begs “Oh my... Please…”
Well, since he asked nicely. I thrust my hips quickly against him, strategically timing it so he thought I was teasing him again. He hollers out and grabs my thighs with his hands. His hips thrust against mine as he tries to get as deep into me as possible. I move my hips in time with his making for some of the most amazing sex I have ever had in my life. Each movement, each thrust, each quiver went through my body like the aftershock of an earthquake.
I run my fingers through his hair and grip as much of it as I can; I pull him into me to kiss him deep and hard. He met my grip with one of his own and without missing a beat, he kissed me deep and hard, every ounce of pleasure and desire wrapped in our lips as he rolled his tongue along mine. The kiss got harder and fiercer as the pleasure built up again, this time threatening to consume my whole body as if in flames. I realized we were both moaning as we reached our peak at the same time. I screamed out, breaking out, kiss and exploding with pleasure. He yelled out, rough and masculine, and thrust one last time before he came so hard I could feel his cocking pumping into me.
He stayed there, with his hips off the chair, thrust into me as far as he could get as if he could climb through me, and he moaned out the entire time he came inside of me. I screamed to match his, momentarily worried at how loud we were before I decided I didn’t care about anything but the feel of Matthew inside of me. Then we collapsed onto the chair, my entire weight resting on his lap.
We lay there for what could have been an hour. In reality, it was only a few minutes. My head was on his chest and I could hear his heavy breathing start to calm, and feel his heartbeat. All I could think was how amazing that felt and how certain I was that this was the best sex I had ever had.
After we had both sat quietly for some time, Matthew ti
lted my head up to look at him. He looked into both of my eyes for a moment and then he kissed me again.
“That was incredible.” He said to me. “You are an amazing woman.”
I smiled and I kissed him again, hard and deep. “You weren’t so bad yourself.” I said to him with a grin. We both laughed a little and got up from the chair.
I stood naked, watching him get dressed. I wasn’t disappointed that he was leaving, just happy that he had come; literally and figuratively.
After he had dressed, I walked him to the door. He turned to look at me again and bent to kiss me one last time. This time it was softer, less driven by the passion that had consumed our senses a short time before.
“If you ever want someone to have coffee with, you have my card.” He told me before he walked out the door.
I watched him walk down the hallway through my partially opened door. He was still incredibly sexy and I was smiling to myself. I felt empowered and immensely satisfied. I didn’t think I would see him again, I wasn’t sure I would be bold enough to call him. But I would always have tonight, that damned ugly chair, and the best sex of my life.
Caleb Rivers
The low timbre in his voice caused a shiver to run through her spine.
“Hey Amber, you look hot.”
His name was Caleb Rivers, and he had been giving her these... looks. All week. But she had ignored them because he was not her type. Or more correctly, she wasn’t his type. He was out of her league, she thought. Her heart sank as she came to the undeniable conclusion that he'd lost a bet, or was playing some kind of practical joke with his buddies.
“How much?” She asked sharply
He raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean ‘how much’?”
Ha! He could not fool her with that one. She knew why he was here hitting on her and she wanted to know how much. She looked up from the copier then and faced him.
“How much is the pool? Is that not what you call it?”
