Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  Grabbing the back of the couch for leverage, she started to move her pelvis up and down… taking my cock in and out… pumping sexual pleasure out of herself and in to me… OOOHHH JEEEZ… How long could I possibly hold out?… I was about to cum merely from the sight of her gorgeous labia… how they glistened… how they compressed in to her as she moved down… how they extended as she moved up… clinging tightly to my cock which was covered in her liquid essence.

  She rode me like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby. She began to lather up as beads of perspiration formed between her breasts, then trickled down her stomach… And her breasts… her perfect tits bounced each time she pounded herself onto me… The experience was heaven… it was torture… it was unbearable… it was addictive… it was… it was… OOOOOOHHH, MAAAAAAN… EWWWWWW, YES… "OOOHH, Beth, you fuck so good… Do me, Do me… OOOHHH shit, I'm cumming, God I'm cumming inside you… Oh Yes, Oh Yes… Pump me… OOOOOHHHHH, MMMMMMM… OH,OH… OOOHHH, OOOHHH yeaaaaah… M… M… M…

  I came so hard I almost passed out… When I opened my eyes she was sitting there on my lap with a pleased expression… sitting with my dick still inside her… sitting in a puddle of my cum which had begun to seep out of her mysterious cave of delights… She said teasingly, "Aw, come on Dicky… is that all ya got?"

  "To tell you the truth", I said, "Yes… That was the single most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me… Beth, you are so fuckin' hot!"… She leaned forward again and lovingly kissed my cheek, almost in a motherly fashion.

  She rose off of me to stand, and as she did, my 'once again' limp dick pulled out of her and landed on me with kind of a soggy PLOP… As she stood there I could see the combination of her juices and my cum starting to collect and flow down the inside of her leg… I inquired, "Can I get you a towel to clean up with… I'm afraid we've made a mess."

  With an unconcerned air, she said, "No, that won't be necessary", then she stepped off the couch… put on her panties, skirt and shirt… "I don't want to clean up… it'll feel kinky walking around the mall with your cum squishing between my legs… But, it was great hanging out with you… You be good, and I'll see later… Bye-Bye"…… and out the door she walked.

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  Anyway, that was twenty years ago… and here she is again… standing at my bedroom door… backlit and silhouetted, in the full bloom of her mature beauty… once again, to offer me aid and comfort in my dark hour of need as I try to find an escape from the monotony of a long, hot night of restlessness.

  We share a life history… a detailed intimacy so close that no other person can interfere… a relationship more connected than even a husband and wife.

  "So, Dicky, is this how you treat all your guests… you go to your room and hide in bed?"

  "Actually, I just do that for the gorgeous naked women who come in unannounced… By the way 'Danger Woman', did you drive up here all the way like that… in nothing but your invisible Versace body suit?"

  She giggled as she walked in the room, closing the door behind her. "No, I wore a sundress in case I got pulled over… but, nothing underneath… I set the AC vents to blow up my dress to keep me cool, but it didn't help… I still had to frig myself twice on the way."

  With her right foot on the floor, she bent her left knee and sat on the end of the bed facing me. Below the moonlit skylight… her features were so distinct in the contrasting scene of dark and bright… I felt like we were in a black and white movie.

  "You know, I was pissed when mom and dad died and left this cabin to you, but the truth is, it's nice to have a place I can run off to where no one will think to look for me… a little AC would be good, though."

  "Yes," I agreed, "But it rarely gets this warm… Anyway, how did you get out of the house tonight… and are you sure Howie's bloodhound isn't out there watching?"

  With a pained grin and a shake of the head, "I happen to know that Mr. P.I. never works on Monday… he's got a kid that gets chemo-therapy once a week."

  "OK, so what did you tell Howie to get out of the house?"

  "Well, dear Howard had a rough day… He hosted one of his high-powered business, slash, golf outings… Which means he drove around in a golf cart all day with a bunch of guys lying about how much money they have and how all the women want them… and of course, drinking so much beer that they couldn't pick up their balls even if they could find them… After he got home from threatening the whole community with his drunken driving he opened another beer, laid on the couch, and passed out in front of the Golf Channel."

  "But I didn't come here to talk about my dysfunctional marriage", she said as she rose, then stepped up onto the bed. Standing above me in the moonlight, her feet on either side of my pelvis, her breasts pushing out proudly, she explained the reason for her visit… "What I need is not a drunk, flaccid dick, but to touch a real person who can look in my eyes… stroke my soul… and let me know I'm loved… Think you can handle that?"

  Yes… I could handle that… I would handle that… I wanted nothing other than to handle that… "Then speak openly to me O' Goddess of the Night… Fill thy servants ears with thy wishes and desires… Wont not of asking all that ye may crave and"…

  "Aw, shut the hell up," she commanded…

  The light shining from above held her face in shadow as she peered down into my illuminated face, and demanded, "Are you going to fuck me or not?"

  Well… talk about your stupid questions… this one took the cake, and I said, "I would if I could, but I'm not one of those porno actors with a dick two feet long… I'm just a normal man, with a normal erection,… so if you want some action from me you'll have to get a bit closer."

  Although her face was in shadow, I could sense the wry smile beaming down at me… as she slowly bent her knees… until her dewy cunt was suspended an inch above the aching cock laid out hard on my belly… I could feel the naked heat radiating from her sex… I could smell the perfume of her body, and the perfume she had dabbed behind her ears.

  Leaning forward onto her hands, her face moved closer to mine… close enough that I could feel her hard nipples pressing upon my chest… close enough that I could see her eyes shining in the dim light…

  She paused there like a wild jungle cat preparing to pounce… the energy of her lithe body coiling up… compressing the spring in her spinal cord to a point where it's tension could no longer be contained… "You better hold on to the headboard, Dicky, 'cause I'm going to make you cum so hard you might just slide out of bed." And, as I stared into her eyes, she brought her mouth down upon mine… with our eyes open and locked on each other, our tongues began to dance a tango… swirling around, pushing and gliding.

  After thirty seconds or so, she released my tongue from between her lips, and straightened up into her original crouching position… Her expression was now serious as she lowered her body that final inch… pressing her soft, wet folds on my rigid member… and, wiggling her ass a little bit, her velvet lips parted, engulfing my dick in her smooth, sticky warmth…

  Then… she began to move back and forth… sliding her pussy along the entire length of my cock… going forward until my purple head rested at the entrance to her magnificent hole… and then sliding all the way back, rubbing her clit across my scrotum… drenching my dick and pelvis with the prodigious amount of pussy cum her excitement was producing… She might as well have taken a bowl of melted butter and slathered it on me with a paintbrush.

  Placing her hands on the bed behind her, she leaned back as far as she could… and, with this increased extension she could now rock further forward… bringing her tight ass up and drawing my well lubricated cock through the valley between her round globes… and bringing her pussy back across me again… back and forth… back and forth… MOANING… "MMMMMMM… OHHHH… OH, YES… OH… OH… OOHHHH!"

  She was working hard… Sweat beaded on her breasts… flowed down her firm belly to the tiny patch o
f pubic hair above her pronounced hood… dripping between her legs to mingle with her juices, and the pre-cum that was leaking out of my engorged penis… Her orgasm was not far off…

  Switching positions in an instant, she threw herself forward… laying her breast upon mine and panting in my ear… I wrapped my arms around her and whispered, "I love you."

  She simply heaved the word, "Yes", then slid her hand between our sweaty bodies and grabbed the head of my cock… she held it tight so it wouldn't move around… then started sliding from side to side across it… abusing her clit on it… sending jolts of electric impulse through the core of her body… emitting low guttural sounds through her clinched teeth… animalistic, primal… groaning, as she savagely forced her most sensitive area to grind without mercy… "UH, UH, UH… OH, MMMM… Oh Shit… Oh Shit… OH… OH… OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHCHRIST… OH… oh… ewwww"… Then she went limp on top of me… We lay there… Our bodies glued together with sweat and cum… the room heavy with the aroma of sex… we lay there in Heaven.

  With one hand I stroked her hair, as I kissed her cheek… with the other hand I lightly traced a finger along the cleft of her ass… listening to the sound, and movement of her breathing return to normal… cherishing the moment.

  Sliding off of me, she lay there on her side, her head propped up on her bent elbow… "Thanks, baby… I guess I really needed that… I appreciate you letting me use you like a sybian… And you're sweet… I heard you, and I love you too… Now… Is there something I might do for you… to repay your kindness, that is?"

  After all she had given me through the years, she could never owe me… but I was in a state of need… laying there as I was, with a red, raw hard-on, and a load of cum that had to be released… I took one of her delicate, skillful hands in mine… brought it up to my lips and kissed it… "Well… There is something you could do that would allow me to finally get some sleep tonight."

  "Oh really… I can't imagine what," she said in a perky schoolgirl voice, "but I'll give it the ol' college try."

  "OK, how about this… why don't you get down on your knees between my legs and take my dick, which you so generously lubricated, and stroke it up and down with your dexterous little hands while I look at your tits and tweak your puffy nipples."

  "Why, Sir," she said in mock horror, "I never"… But as she said this she positioned herself as I had requested… took my shaft in both hands and began to slowly move them up and down it's length… "Did you mean something like this?", she cooed.

  I bent my knees, bringing my heels up to my ass, and spread myself open to her firm, yet tender touch… "Yes, maam, I do believe you've got it!"

  Now she began to work in earnest. Her hands encircled my dick completely… slipping up and down as if I was pumping in and out of her steamy, pink gash… "MMMM… That feels sooo good… EWWWW, yeah… keep that up"… and she began to pump harder.

  Toying with me, she asked, "Dicky, are you sure I'm doing it right?… because Little Dicky looks so red and angry… Or maybe he's just sad… there seems to be a tear flowing from his tiny eye… Oh, my!", then she bent over to lick up the pre-cum that was oozing out of me, as a full load churned in my balls… building up to a mind deafening explosion.

  I sat up, as she continued to masturbate me and massage my incredibly sensitive head at the same time… I reached for her breasts… kneaded them in my hands… sucked her nipples like a greedy puppy… I ran my tongue up her sweating chest… up her neck and to her mouth… we kissed until I lost my breath and laid back down in a delirium. "Oh God, Beth… jack me, jack me, jack me… OOOHHHH, DAMN… I'm gonna cum… Make me cum… EEEWWWGod."

  At that point she switched from using two hands to using only one… She angled my dick back toward me… pumping my meat furiously, she shouted, "That's it baby boy… cum for me… Who's your big sister, huh… Who's your big sister?", and I started to cum…

  The first spurt shot across my belly and landed on my chest… I moaned and groaned as I reveled in the pain that 'hurts so good'… "That's it," she encouraged, "Shoot that cum for your big sister… shoot that sperm all over yourself… I'll pump your dick till the last drop pours out."

  And she did………………………….

  I lay there for a minute… drained, eyes shut, catching my breath… feeling so peaceful and content… When I opened my eyes I noticed the ropes of cum on my chest and abdomen… opalescent in the moonlight… Beth still sat on her heels between my legs… Damn, she looked so fuckin' hot… her hair tossed about… the perspiration on her perfect tits and belly shimmering under the Moon's pale gaze… her manicured hand still encircling my spent penis… the last of my cum flowing over her fingers to form a pool just above my pubic hair… Jeez, I was a happy man!

  We remained still for a while… not talking… not needing to talk… just savoring the moment… until Beth broke the silence, "Well, did you get off?"…………. 'What a smart ass' I thought, as she released my prick, then licked her fingers clean…………… "What a shame there's no use for this stuff other than making babies", she mused as she took her index finger and idly rubbed it around in the pool of cum on my belly.

  Then and idea seemed to strike her… she jumped up from the bed and said breathlessly, "Don't move… stay right there. I'm going to take a quick shower then come right back… Now stay where you are and don't do anything!"

  She walked quickly to the bathroom and I heard the water turn on. I laid there on the bed as I had been told… dreaming for about ten minutes, until I heard the water turn off. After a couple more minutes she walked past my now open bedroom door drying her hair with a towel… There was a rustling sound, and then she passed the doorway again, now wearing her flimsy little sundress, with the towel wrapped around her head… Instead of coming back to the bedroom, though, she walked into the kitchen… I heard a couple of cabinet doors open and close… then there was a metal clinking sound as if she were searching through the silverware drawer for something… I continued to lay motionless.

  She returned to stand in my bedroom doorway, again… rubbing her hair with the towel… Then, wadding the towel up and throwing it into the bathroom, she said, "I guess that's as dry as it's going to get."

  "OK, Beth, since it looks like you're getting ready to leave, why did you want me to lay here like a statue?"… Walking over and standing next to me, she reached into the pocket of her dress and pulled out a paper cup and a spoon… She knelt down beside me… taking the spoon, she began scooping up the cum that covered me…and deposited it in the paper cup… She must have gathered about three tablespoons worth.

  She had a mischievous look… "Dicky, I love you and think you're the finest person I know… So it occurred to me… Perhaps your essence and DNA could be used for good… Sooo… I thought I would take your stuff home… In the morning, when my good for nothing Howard wakes up from his drunken stupor expecting me to fix him some breakfast, I'm going to take your jizz and stir it up in his scrambled eggs… I doubt it'll help his disposition, but I'll sure enjoy watching him eat."

  Beth stood up… sucked a finger into her mouth to coat it with saliva… gave me a 'Wet Willy'… turned around laughing… and out the door she walked.

  Damn… What a girl!

  My First Catch in a Chat Room

  This isn't just your typical online sexual encounter...it is also the first time I was able to snag a police officer who was willing to fulfill my biggest desire-to seduce me while he was still wearing his uniform.

  According to the conversations we have been having online all week long, he is 35 years old, never married, and a cop in a town about 40 minutes from me. At first, when he told me he was single, with no kids and not married, my radar went off. Most men on the Internet will lie about their marital status in order to meet women. However, the longer we talk, the more convinced I am that he is not full of it. I weave my usual web of questions, paying close attention to his answers and trying to trip him up in a lie. Either he is t
elling the truth, or he is a very smooth operator. Not that it really matters; I'm looking for a fling, not a steady boyfriend. When I make a flippant comment about him doing me while still in uniform, he thinks it's a good idea. I don't need to tell you that my heart literally skipped a beat.

  I am now waiting in my car at our agreed location, a large shopping center at the corner of a major intersection, wearing a smart black dress, black pumps, and my makeup and hair is perfect. My palms are sweating as I nervously take a drag off my cigarette while I wait for my knight in blue polyester. When I see the late model car pull up next to me, I take a breath and look at the driver. He looks exactly like the picture he sent me; medium build, moustache, high and tight buzzed haircut. He is also wearing a pair of mirror sunglasses. He definitely has that 'cop' look. I am in heaven.

  I get in the passenger seat, tilt my head down, and look at him seductively over the rim of my purple sunglasses. He is staring at me, complementing me on how beautiful I am and the picture I sent him doesn?t do me justice. I give him one of my best smiles, observing my reflection in his sunglasses. I tell him how I cannot wait to get to the motel and let him have his way with me. This is all he needs to hear, and he floors the accelerator.