“I think the water’s hot enough now,” she said in her sexy, throaty voice. “Do you think you can help me get my panties off?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, trying to play it cool despite the excitement coursing through my veins.
I hooked my fingers around the waist of her g-string and bent down, dropping to my knees, slowly peeling her panties off as I went. Once I had them off, her amazing, impossibly firm ass was right in front of my face.
I couldn’t just let the opportunity pass me by, especially after what she’d already done to me. So I gently pushed her legs further apart, them put one hand on each of her asscheeks, spread them wide, then buried my face in her ass.
“Oh my,” Bella said, still sounding in total control, as she had all night. “That was unexpected.”
Smiling at her reaction to my little maneuver, I went to work on her pussy with my tongue, running it up and down her snatch, increasing the speed with every pass. Once she was good and wet, I pressed my face forward, burying my tongue inside her.
With my tongue deep in her pussy, I looked up the length of her body to see how she was reacting to my intrusion. Due to her lack of vocalization, it was difficult to tell.
From what I could see with my limited point of view, her arms were locked out against the wall and her head was thrown back, spilling her hair down over her shoulder and down her back. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself. So I forced my tongue further inside her.
This got a reaction from her, in the form of a gasp and a low moan. Plus she pushed her ass further back against my face, forcing my tongue even further inside her pussy and practically smothering me with her flesh.
As the water rained down in the shower, waiting for us to enter, I held my face against Bella’s insides, unable to breath but not caring in the least, tasting her sweet muskiness as she grinded her ass against me.
At some point—I’m not sure how long; time is funny when you’re face is buried in a woman’s ass—I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to get some air into my lungs. So I pulled back and took a deep breath.
I was just about to dive in again when she grabbed my arms and pulled me to my feet. Turning around, she pulled my shirt off then pressed her body up against mine, her small, firm tits pushing against my chest and my cock rubbing up against her stomach.
“Thanks for that,” she said, smiling up at me, our eyes locked together. “You caught me off guard a little bit.”
“What? You didn’t expect that from me?”
“I don’t expect that from any man,” she said. “At least, not after just one date.”
“Then I guess you haven’t been with the right men,” I said.
“Apparently not,” she replied, laughing softly. “Now come on in,” she continued, gesturing towards the shower. “It’s time to get all wet and slippery.”
Bella turned and opened the door to the shower. Then she grabbed ahold of my cock and used it to lead me inside.
Once we were inside the shower, with the water beading down on us, we got things ramped up again.
We started slowly, kissing and making out while the water sprayed down us, enjoying the slipperiness provided from the effects of water on skin. Half a minute later, Bella’s hand ventured down to my still-hard cock and started to rub it while still exploring my mouth with her tongue.
In reply, I ran my hand down Bella’s stomach and started rubbing her pussy. I used two fingers to work her snatch, occasionally changing up the pressure to keep things interesting. With our lips still attached, I could feel her breath getting shorter as I moved my fingers in and out of her.
Two minutes later, Bella abruptly pulled my fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth. Staring at me the whole time, she licked my fingers clean of her juices.
“I love the taste of my pussy,” she said, our eyes locked together.
“So do I,” I said. “In fact, I’m thinking about going back down and getting another drink from the source.”
“As much as I appreciate the offer, I’d prefer if you saved that for later,” Bella said. “Because right now I need that nice, hard cock of yours inside of me.”
“If you insist,” I replied.
“I do,” Bella said, flashing me a nasty little smile. She backed herself up against the shower wall and put her foot on the bench built into it, opening herself up to me. Then she beckoned me over with her finger.
I walked over and pressed my body against hers. She immediately grabbed ahold of my cock and guided it towards her waiting pussy. It slid in with just a hint of resistance. We both let out simultaneous gasps as I entered her.
“Fuck me with that big cock of yours,” Bella said, her voice still controlled, as it had been all night. She wrapped her leg around my waist, leaving her to balance on one leg. “Slowly. Inch by inch. I want to feel all of it.”
Even though she was dripping wet (and not just from the water pouring over us) I did as she asked, working my cock deliberately, sliding in and out of her pussy from tip to base with every thrust, letting her feel my whole length with every stroke.
“Holy shit that feels fucking incredible,” Bella said, her arms draped around my neck to keep her balance. Our faces were centimeters apart. “I love the way your cock feels inside me.”
She leaned in and planted her lips on mine, kissing me and running her hands through my hair as we continued to fuck. Her tongue grew more insistent, which in turn made me more excited, resulting in me slamming my cock into her with ever-increasing urgency.
The silkiness slipperiness of Bella’s water-covered skin was amazing. I couldn’t keep my hands off it, moving from her firm, amazing tits to her stomach to her legs to her back. Just touching her was turning me on so much that I had to mix things up before it was too late.
So I grabbed her around the hips and lifted her up and pressed her against the wall. She, in turn, hooked her other leg around my hips, to help hold herself up. Once she was settled in, I hooked my arms under her ass to complete the setup.
With me holding her up I was able to fuck her with more intensity, pounding my cock into her pussy deeper than before.
“That’s right,” she said, her voice still controlled but insistent. “There you go. Give it to me like you mean it. Harder, baby. Harder.”
So I did, hammering my cock into her pussy with more aggressiveness. We got into a perfect rhythm, our bodies working in time, both of our hips coming towards each other, coming together at the exact right moment.
Wet, slapping sounds filled the shower every time our bodies came together and our groans and grunts echoed everywhere.
“Just like that, just like that,” Bella said, more adamantly now. Her controlled demeanor was starting to crack for the first time all night. “Holy shit I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum she did, letting out a deep moan a few seconds later then biting down on her bottom lip and shivering for a few seconds. It was a subdued orgasm, as was her style, but it was an orgasm nonetheless.
Once it had passed Bella unhooked her legs from around my waist and slipped down to the floor of the shower. She kept going, letting my cock slip out of her pussy and dropping to her knees in front of me.
“I want to lick my pussy juices off your cock,” she said, looking up at me. “Is that okay with you?”
Smiling widely, I nodded my head and she went to work with her tongue, running it up and down my cock. Once it was clean she took my cock in her mouth, just the tip at first, then more and more of it until it had completely disappeared.
I stood there with the water beating down on me and Bella deepthroating me for what seemed like an eternity before she released her hold on my cock.
“Holy fucking shit,” I said, marveling at Bella’s abilities.
“Did you like that, baby?” she said, her eyes twinkling and her mouth turned up in a little smile.
“I fucking love it,” I said.
“Not as much as I do,�
�� Bella replied.
“Oh, I doubt that,” I said, smiling.
“Are you ready for some more?” she asked.
“Not yet,” I replied.
“But I thought you liked it?” Bella said, pouting.
“I do, I do,” I said. “But I liked it a little too much. And I want to mess around some more before I finish up.”
“Are you serious?” Bella asked.
“Completely,” I replied.
“Damn,” she said, laughing and shaking her head. “I really haven’t ever met a man like you before.”
“I told you,” I said, lifting Bella to her feet. Once she was up, I backed her to the bench and sat her down, then sat down on the floor of the shower in front of her. I opened her legs wide and started eating her pussy.
I love eating women out because there’s no danger of finishing, so you can just relax and go to work without having to worry about cumming. Plus most women enjoy it just as much, if not more, than actual sex. So the way I saw things, it was a win-win.
Certainly, Bella was enjoying it. She was moaning and groaning louder than she had all night, especially when I mixed things up, like suck on her clit or stick a couple fingers inside her and finger-fuck her while I ate her out.
At one point, Bella grabbed ahold of my hair and held me between her legs, smashing me against her pussy. While she held me in place, she pushed her hips forward and rode my rigid tongue, grinding against me with serious force.
Half a minute later she unleashed a guttural groan that was more intense than any other sound she’d made all night.
“Ho-ly shit,” she said shortly after, her voice missing the control it had maintained all night up until that point. “Right there, right fucking there,” she practically screamed. “Don’t you fucking stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop!”
I had no plans on stopping even before she’d said anything, but just to be sure, she wrapped her legs around my neck so I couldn’t move.
Bella grinded against my face harder and faster than ever as she rose towards another orgasm. Her pussy was soaking wet, drenching me as much as the water from the shower was, her juices covering my face.
And then she was there. She sucked in a sharp gasp of air, then her body froze for a few seconds before she exhaled and her pussy released another wave of wetness, soaking me even further.
Bella released her leg-lock on my head and used my hair to pull me to my knees, so my cock was pressing against her. Breathing deeply, her body still shuddering and her eyes locked on mine, she grabbed ahold of my cock and guiding it towards her pussy. Without saying a word, she slipped my cock inside her and aggressively shoved her tongue into my mouth.
I was close to cumming by now so I didn’t waste any time going slow. I immediately started hammering away at her pussy, giving my cock to her in long, fast strokes while we continued to make out. My hand moved up her smooth, wet stomach and I grabbed ahold of her tit and gave it a squeeze in an attempt to relieve some of the tension in my body but it didn’t help at all. I was too far along to slow down.
I grabbed ahold of her legs and threw them over my shoulders, giving me more leverage. With my hands still squeezing Bella’s tits, I fucked her with everything I had, pounding her pussy, giving her my cock balls-deep.
“Holy shit,” I said under my breath. It was just about that time. And Bella knew it too.
“It’s your turn, baby,” she said, staring directly at me. “It’s your turn to cum. Are you ready?”
I nodded vigorously.
“Then cum inside me,” Bella said. “I want to feel your cum inside me.”
I did as she asked, thrusting my hips forward one last time and then holding my body in place with my cock deep inside her pussy. I shuddered slightly as I came, my breath releasing in a rush, then shivered for a few seconds as I finished releasing.
“Wow,” Bella said once we’d decoupled from each other and stood back up. “Just, wow.”
“Yeah,” I said, laughing. “Tell me about it.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you were way better than I was expecting,” she said.
“Don’t worry, I hear that all the time,” I said.
“Well you won’t be hearing it from me ever again,” Bella said, planting a kiss on my lips. “Because next time I’ll be expecting it.”
A satisfied smile wormed its way onto my face. “Next time,” I said. “I like the sound of that.”
“Yep,” Bella said, returning my grin. “And the time after that, and the time after that, and the time after that too.”
The sound of our laughs filled up the shower.
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PUTTING HIM TO THE TEST
NIKKI TAYLOR
Matthew Carter’s sexual education began innocently enough. It was the summer after he’d graduated from high school and he was out for a jog, trying to get himself in some sort of decent shape before heading off to college in the fall. It was just past 9AM and he was half a mile from his house, jogging alongside the man-made lake at the center of the housing complex where he’d lived with his parents for his entire life.
It was a jog he’d made hundreds of times over the years and he’d seen nothing but familiar faces along the way, mostly 40-something year-old friends of his parents working their way through their respective mid-life crisis’s by trying to shed a couple extra pounds. He nodded to them all and they nodded back in the cordial manner of joggers everywhere, acknowledging each other but not wasting any precious breath by expelling any words from their mouths. All in all it was a completely unremarkable jog, with nothing out of the ordinary.
Until she came along.
Matthew was less than two blocks from his house when he saw an unfamiliar figure heading towards him.
She was unlike any woman he’d ever seen in person. It was obvious she was older than him by at least ten years—and possibly even more—but she had the body of twenty-two year old stripper. Rock-hard from head to toe, she had impossibly long legs, washboard abs, breasts that were large but not freakishly huge and way too perky to be real (not that he minded one bit) plus perfectly toned but not over-muscular arms. He couldn’t see her ass yet but he knew it would be tight enough to bounce quarters off of, based on the rest of her body. She had an elegant, attractive face, with sharp lines, big brown eyes, a small nose, and full lips. Long, dark hair pulled back in a ponytail and tanned skin.
It was obvious from first glance that this was not some cute, soft woman out for a weekly jog. You don’t get a body like that without hours and hours in the gym every day. Especially not at her age. She had an edge, a hunger that needed to be constantly satiated. It was apparent in her eyes, which scanned Matthew like a piece of meat as they approached each other.
Matthew didn’t want to stare but he couldn’t look away. He was transfixed just as much by the way she carried herself as how she looked. She knew she was the shit, knew that all men stared at her, knew that they would dream of her every night for the rest of their lives. And not only did she know it but she loved it, soaking up the attention the way a sponge soaks up water. She was hot and untouchable and dismissive and still somehow inviting all at once.
In a word, she was perfect.
They were just about to pass each other when she flashed a seductive little smile at Matthew. He quickly smiled back, trying not to be too goofy about it. He gave her a nod, which she returned, and continued with his jog, trying to play it cool.
A few strides later he turned around to catch one last glimpse of her and saw that she’d done the exact same thing at the exact same time. Realizing he’d been caught dead to rights he decided to play it up. So he turned and started jogging backwards, a big smile planted on his face.
She surprised him by doing the same thing, both of them jogging backwards and smiling while they got further and further away from each other.
His mind abuzz with possibilities, Matthew had just started to turn back around and continue running normally when hi
s heel caught in the pavement, spilling him onto his ass. He hit the ground and skidded backwards a bit, scraping his palm as he tried to break his fall. He finally came to a stop and just lay back on the cool cement, his face looking up towards the brilliant blue morning sky, trying to bite down on his embarrassment.
A couple of seconds later he heard the patter of insistent footsteps on the pavement. He realized they were growing closer to him. He looked over and saw the woman he’d just passed heading towards him. Her face was a mixture of horror and hilarity, like she knew she shouldn’t be laughing but couldn’t hold it in.
She stopped just above Matthew, close enough that he could see her skimpy black panties under her loose running shorts. He felt an immediate stirring in his groin so he forced himself to tear his eyes from her legs and looked up the length of her tight body standing over him.
But that just made things worse. He closed his eyes and quickly sat up at the waist to hide the rapidly growing tent in his shorts.
“Oh my god, are you okay?” she asked in a strangely seductive, slightly raspy voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Matthew replied, opening his eyes to find that they were right at the same level as the front of her shorts. He quickly looked away but not before another jolt of electricity had shot down his spine. He dropped his hands to his waist to cover his now rock-hard cock. So far, she seemed oblivious to his horn-dog tendencies. But he knew if he stood up he wouldn’t be able to hide it any longer.
“Are you sure?” she said. “That looked like it hurt.”
“It did,” Matthew said. “But it’s not that big of a deal.”
She covered her mouth with her hand to try to hide the little giggle escaping from her throat. She wasn’t successful. “Sorry, I know I shouldn’t be laughing, it’s just—”
“No problem,” Matthew said, a smile playing on his lips. “It must have looked pretty damn funny.”
“Yeah, it kind of was,” she said. “Don’t get me wrong, it was horrifying to see you go down like that, but it was hilarious too.”
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