Jill moaned involuntarily. He took that as invitation, leaned down, kissed her lightly on the lips, than breached her mouth with his tongue as he rubbed her pussy through the thin lace of her panties, instantly flushing her face and glazing her slit with her juices.
Jill moaned again, and Brian’s hands were already at her tits. She abruptly pushed him from her, even though she wanted to pull down her skirt, bend over the conference table, and command him to fuck her from behind.
But even if her body was screaming, she wasn’t ready to risk the best job she’d ever had. Now she was worried she’d done the wrong thing, whether the wrong thing meant not letting him fuck her blue the night before, or ditching work that day.
Jill could feel her inner thighs getting sticky as she remembered his hand sliding up her leg toward her panties, the lingering of his kiss, the wet of his tongue. She had come to the beach to give the feelings a rest, but her nipples were now rock hard and pressing against her tight bikini, as juices flowed from her hole.
Jill’s slutty side was quickly rising to the surface. She believed all girls had a slutty side, but most never let it come out to play. She wanted hers to play with Brian. If she looked over and found him suddenly laying on the blanket beside her, it would take everything inside her not to fuck his brains out, no matter the consequence.
Jill sighed, frustrated, then flipped over for a nap in the sun. She stretched onto her stomach, unfastened her top, then dropped it in the sand beside her. She was alone with the waves, with only a few runners and onlookers among the few dozen homes scattered along the beachfront.
Jill found the small, private beach while house hunting. A resident of the community was looking to rent, but decided to sell instead. She was disappointed, but found another house nearby, perfect for her size and budget. She loved her tiny cottage – a short drive to the city, and an even shorter drive to the beach where her tits were now browning in the sun.
Of course she kept thinking of Brian, and of course her pussy started to ache, leaking love juices into her bottoms and making her entire body hot. She looked from left to right, saw no one, then flipped back over on her back, and started to pinch her nipples. A small moan escaped her lips, and she considered slipping her hand into her bikini bottoms and rubbing herself to an orgasm. It sure as hell wouldn’t take long. Her pussy couldn't have been wetter if she’d gone in the water.
Wow I really am a slut.
Jill felt the hairs on the back of her neck bristle, and she turned behind her, seeing what she hadn’t noticed before – a good looking guy, standing on his balcony, staring. He smiled, then waved. Jill quickly turned around, humiliated.
It was only fun when no one was watching.
Jill rolled to her tummy so her tits were pressed into the blanket, then kept her eyes on the ocean. She wasn’t sure if he was still staring, or if it was just her imagination playing tricks behind her, but she was too embarrassed to check. A few minutes later he was standing a few feet away, the same smile on his face. He looked shorter than he had on the balcony, but was now shirtless, and sporting a rocking body, with visible abs, a shock of dark black hair, and perfectly bronzed skin. Jill had never seen him at the beach before. She said nothing, waiting for him to speak. She both loved and hated being leered at, and was dying for the silence to shatter.
Mercifully, it did.
“Hey” he said, still smiling.
“Hey, yourself.” Jill tilted her head and found herself staring into sea green eyes, a sharp contrast against his dark hair and body. She wanted him immediately. She was already horny enough to consider finger fucking herself in public, and now she suddenly had a toned body with a nice sized fuck-stick she could see outlined in his tight trunks – it had to be fate doing her a favor.
Jill reached over and grabbed the tanning oil beside her, then handed it to the stranger. “Do me, will you?”
“I’d be happy to,” he shrugged, acting like it was no big deal, even though she could clearly see a twitch in his dick. “But you have to tell me your name first. I’m Jordan.”
“I’m Jill,” she said, then flipped from her stomach to her back and let the stranger see the same set of tits Brian loved to stare at as often as he could.
“Wow” he said.
Jill said nothing.
Her perky nipples made his smile wider. He drizzled some oil into his palm, then massaged her stomach, rubbing the oil into her tight tummy, his hands moved up her sides, over her chest, then down to her tits. He massaged her breasts with his strong hands as she moaned beneath them.
“Damn girl, you are so fucking hot!” he said between heavy breaths.
His cock was no longer sort of showing, it was practically on full display as it throbbed in his trunks.
He continued to run his hands up and down her legs, and along the inner walls of her thighs, stoping just short of where her clit was practically vibrating, but close enough to mix oil and juice.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, kneading her breasts and rubbing her nipples with her thumbs, not even caring who might see. “Mmmmm,” she moaned again, harder, involuntarily lifting her ass in the air and contracting her cunt muscles as he moved up to her stomach and slid his hand across her slit.
As soon as he touched her sweet spot, Jill jerked and moaned. Her body suddenly spasmed and a spray of cunt juice flew from between her legs like it sometimes did.
“Oh fuck, oh FUCK, oh yeah,” she moaned.
“Oh my God! Did you just cum?” Jordan asked “And you can squirt!” he cried.
“Mmmmm....” Jill kept moaning. “I’m so sorry, but you were driving me crazy! I couldn’t help it!”
“Baby, you have nothing to be sorry about, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!” He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna make you squirt like that all over my cock. Come with me.”
Jill sat up and tied her bikini back on. He stood, his cock hard and pointed toward her. She wanted to pull his trunks down and swallow him whole, but good things came in those who waited. “Yummy,” she smiled, pinching her fingers and running them along the row of his cock.
The stranger led Jill to his front porch about a hundred yards away, perfectly shrouded from any beach foot traffic from the balcony above. He pulled a blanket from a shelf above him, laid it on the sand, then sat, pulling her down beside him.
Jill lay on her back, he lay beside her, leaning on his elbow. The stranger pulled her toward him and had her top untied and thrown to the side in seconds. He leaned down and lowered his lips to her perfectly round tit, suckling her as he slid his hand down her stomach, and into her bottoms, grazing her soft and nearly hairless mound, before going further, sliding first two, and then three fingers into her sopping hole, making her scream in pleasure.
“Oh yeah, mmmm, Oh yeah, I’m going to cum! Fuck me, Oh yeah, rub my hot clit, mmmm, yes!!! Oh God yes!”
His fingers easily slid in and out of her soak hole, his thumb making tiny circles on her swollen slit, pressing hard. She bucked against him, and another gushing wave of liquid cum came pouring from her.
“Oh yeah, baby, that’s it, cum for me” he whispered, violently pulling her bikini bottoms past her ankles, then taking his own shorts off and freeing his cock.
The stranger kneeled and put his head between her thighs, licking the sweet cum from her sweeter slit, moving down from cunt to ass, drinking every drop of cum that he could, licking her up and down and sliding his tongue deep inside her folds as she bucked hard against him.
Jill was furiously rubbing her tits and slightly arching her back. “Oh my fucking God, Ooohhhh YEEESSSSS!” She screamed, her back moving into a full rainbow as she pinched her nipples.
“Cum for me! I want you to shoot your cum all over me!”
Jordan moaned, then returned his mouth to the pulse of her pussy.
“Mmmmm, uuhhhhh,” she grunted as lighting shot through her body, squirting again, this time spraying his mouth, chest and cock. He was jacking
his shaft, moistening his cock with her cum. She sat up and stared at his dick, tan like the rest of him, with thick veins pulsing up the side. His head was thick and purplish, glistening from her cum.
Ever since the first time Jill shocked herself with a squirt, she loved to taste herself, loved the taste of her pussy, and would eat herself like dinner at a five-star restaurant if she could. She shuddered as she slipped all four of her fingers deep inside her widening pussy, and then in her mouth, sucking greedily at the digits.
Jordan continued to pump his cock as he watched Jill lick her own slit liquid, then he moved closer, knees on either side of her hips. She sat up further, taking his large cock into her tiny hand, barely circling her fingers around the thick of his girth. She ran her hands up his cum covered chest kneading her slime onto his pex, stomach and chest. She leaned closer, licking his stomach and grabbing hold of his cock again, then slid her tongue down the thick vein cording from his cock.
Jill cupped Jordan’s pussy-soaked balls, then gently took them in her mouth, moving her tongue lightly around them. Then she came back up, licking him hard until he was in her mouth in a single smooth motion.
“Fuck yeah,” he moaned, “suck my dick baby, suck it nice and hard.”
Jill sucked and slurped, greedily pumping her mouth over the length of his shaft. Her mouth opened slightly wider every time she reached the head, letting it pop from her mouth as she eagerly devoured him, taking his entire length until it was tapping at the wall of her throat.
“Oh my God, you are so fucking good,” he moaned, pushing Jill’s head hard against him and shoving his dick to the hilt. “That’s it baby, that’s it, I’m gonna cum, suck my cum!” Jordan was in a full groan. “Urgghhh, mmmm, yeahaahh.” Then he moved to a whisper, body and balls tightening, groaning as hot jizz shot from his cock and into her mouth. She swallowed the first shot, then pulled away and let him jerk the rest of his cum onto her face and tits.
“Oh God” he moaned as his remaining cum splattered all over her face and body.
Jordan collapsed while Jill rubbed his thick load across her nipples and into her tits, moaning the entire time. She rubbed his cum like cream into her skin, then moved her fingers to her face, wiped his cum onto her digits, then shoved them into her hungry mouth. “Mmmm, your cum tastes amazing! I love it!”
“Not as good as you baby, your sweet cum is delicious! I know why you like to taste yourself so much,” he grinned.
“Let’s call it a tie,” she smiled. He pulled her close, then mashed his lips against hers, darting his tongue inside her mouth. “Mmmm....” she moaned as his soft lips pressed against hers.
Jordan turned Jill onto her knees, then knelt behind her, cock still hard.
“Now I’m really gonna make you scream,” he grunted, guiding the tip of his dick into her waiting hole. He had just pushed himself inside when she squirted all over his cock.
“Ooooohhhh,” she moaned as he slammed inside her, slapping her ass. His cock grew harder with every thrust, until he was just as hard as he was before she sucked him off. “Oh yeah, fuck my hot cunt, I can feel your cock throbbing inside me! FUCK ME!! “ she screamed. “AAAAHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!”
“Oh yeah, cum on my cock, baby, shoot that hot juicy pussy cum on my cock,” he was balls deep in a heavy groan. His hands were firmly on her hips as he pushed her head on the blanket and slipped one finger into her pussy, sharing the hole with his cock, as another finger probed the pucker of her ass.
“Yes! Finger my ass, fuck me!” Her cry was muffled as she pressed her face hard on the sand. “ARRRRRR” she cried, squirting again, her cum dribbling down his dick.
Jordan’s finger was in her ass and his cock in her pussy. Jill lost all control, bucking her ass wildly against him. “OOOOHHHH” she screamed.
“Oh yeah baby, oh yeah, I’m cummming!” Jordan screamed as he felt his cock dick deep into her hot little slit for the second time.
“Ooh...ooh...ooh,” she panted, another orgasm rocking her body as his hot cum shot inside her.
Jordan rolled off Jill and she fell to her back, hand over her flat stomach. They were both exhaling heavy, sitting in silence and catching their breath. Jill leaned onto her side, her head on her elbow. “Wow, that was fantastic,” she said, a grin eating her face.
“Yeah, it was” Jordan smiled. “You are one hot girl” he said.
“Thanks,” she said. “You have no idea how much I needed that.” Jill stood, then stepped back into her bikini bottoms and fastened the top, then kissed Jordan passionately on the lips and told him that she hoped she’d see him around.
He told her he sure as hell hoped so.
Jill ran to her blanket, quickly packed her stuff, then ran to her car, eager to return home. She took a long and scalding shower, threw on a short skirt and skin tight top, then drove to the office and marched into Brian’s office, her heart pounding the entire way.
He looked up, startled. Jill closed the door and locked it behind her.
“I need you to fuck me NOW,” she said.
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“Massage à Trois”
Selena is overworked and underfucked. On the road, and staying in a nice hotel, she decides to hit the local jazz joint to find some fresh meat to soothe her achy twat. She finds two studs eager to please. Soon they’re back at the hotel, they’re rubbing her down with gobs of oil, and that’s when things start to heat up.
Selena was planning for a threesome. But might she have sucked off more than she can handle? And what will she do when the men surprise make a last minute change to the menu? Find out in Random Encounters 3: “Massage à Trois”
(Approximately 2900 words)
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The last few weeks were crushing. Selena was traveling from coast to coast and top to bottom for a month. She’d been so busy, she hadn’t even had time to fill her pussy with the cock she craved so much.
Normally, extra travel meant extra fucking. And the kind she loved best, no strings. But her schedule had been tighter than her twat.
It was easy to get a random hookup with a guy in a hotel bar, and Selena could usually have her pick of great-looking guys, since she usually stayed at hotels with plush carpet and expensive wood, finding good-looking guys with plenty of money was rarely a problem.
But she’d been in meetings late, and leaving the hotels early, and the lack of cock was making her downright cranky. Selena had one final stop – three days in Atlanta before she could finally fly home to LA, and finish the grueling back-and-forth for at least a few months.
Selena stepped off the plane, turned her iPhone off airport mode, then hit the contact button for her best friend, Brenda. She picked it up on the second ring.
“Almost done?”
“Yeah, finally, but I’m wired as hell and one nerve short of a breakdown. Asshole Gary is riding me like a bronco and I want to punch him in his face.”
“Don’t worry about him,” Brenda said, “he’s just threatened. You’re at a nice place, right? And this is the last three days, right? You should be able to get some good dick to help you relax. You’re in early and you don’t have to report to anyone until tomorrow. Surely, a great looking girl like you will be milking the stick by sundown.”
“I’ve been thinking about it all goddamn day, but seriously Brenda, I think I’m going to need at least two cocks to cool my cunt down. It’s been a while, and I’m hotter than a sauna.”
Brenda laughed. “Seeing as how you almost always get exactly what you want, and haven’t had dick, you’ll probably end up with four.”
Selena returned the laugh, asked how Brenda’s sister was doing with the divorce – apparently never happier – then said her goodbye and grabbed a car.
She checked into the hotel, took a long, hot shower, then put on a short black skirt, heels, and a V-Neck sweater, spilling just the right amount of her 36D’s from its neckline. She looked professional on the outside, but underneath she wore a matching thong and panties, over
a freshly waxed wiggle hole.
Selena skipped the bar, and left the hotel, crossing against the light to the jazz joint across the street. The hostess led her to a small table near the window, perfect so she could see everyone coming and going.
She ordered a double shot of Patron, and started sipping as she watched the band set the stage. The bass player was a nice surprise, with long hair neatly pulled in a ponytail and an obvious sixpack under his tight tee. He looked up and and saw Selena watching, but didn’t turn. He smiled. She raised her glass and brought the Patron to her mouth.
The band started to play, but they were nothing like she expected, less jazz than folk, and better than the stage. One of the guys from the table beside her said, “excuse me, but we couldn’t help notice you’re eating alone. Would you like to join us at our table?”
Selena said, “sure, as long as you don’t try and get me drunk,” even though she was hoping they would. They laughed and smiled, quietly assuring her they wouldn’t.
Stan, Darren, and Paul were all land developers, in town for the next two days. They came to Atlanta every few months, always as a trio, and usually met up with a group of friends later in the night.
Selena asked if they were planning to meet that evening, they said they weren’t sure, and that they were still waiting to hear back. Selena suggested that they return to the hotel bar, have a few drinks, fall deeper in discussion without a band in the background, even if they were pretty good.
They stayed another three songs, then crossed the street back to the hotel.
Stan, the only one who who was married, or at least admitted he was, said he had to take off and take care of some business. Selena hoped that meant he knew where the night was going and didn’t want to partake. That was perfect, since she was hoping for two. As horny as she was, she probably wouldn’t have been able to handle three.
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