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3rd Encounter

It’s been 4 months since then.

Tonight, he came in through the front door to see me standing there naked in front of him –a sight he had not yet experienced. He hadn’t even taken his coat off before he started running his hands over my body, squeezing first my breasts and then my ass. He started licking and biting my nipples as I stroked his hard cock through his pants. When he leaned back to look at me, I slowly turned around and bent over the bed, slowly taking small steps to spread my legs. He was talking to me the whole time in a low voice, about how firm my breasts are, how hard my nipples got in his mouth, how soft my skin is. But seeing me bent over made him go silent.

He started to run his hands over my back, which made him step closer. I swayed my back and found his clothed cock with my ass, and started rocking it up and down, stroking his cock until it was too uncomfortable to leave fettered by his pants. He pulled them down and then reached around me to pet my soft, bare lips. He gasped quietly and bent over to look and touch. I was already wet enough to see without any additional parting of my lips, which he did anyway. “You’re so incredibly wet.” In that same quiet voice. ‘Yes, I am”. He stood up and I started stroking his cock with my ass again, making his cock twitch and get harder.

I turned around and knelt down to suck that rock hard cock, its skin was shiny, it was so tight. “Don’t suck too much. I need to fuck your pussy before I explode.” I took my time stroking him with my lips and tongue faster, slower, sometimes the entire cock, sometimes just the tip or just the shaft, but I needed his cock in my mouth. He finally touched my shoulders to stand up, so I slowly moved to bend over the bed in front of the mirror. He finished stripping, got behind me and first just silently ran his hands on my back, butt and back of my thighs. Then he stepped toward me and put the head of his cock on my pussy lips.

He gently parted them and only pushed in the head. Then enough of the head that the lips ‘popped’ over the rim and onto the shaft. That’s when we both silently inhaled and pushed together to get the rest of his cock in me. “You are so fucking wet. And tight. Jesus, I’ll cum if I’m not careful. And I want to fuck you for awhile.” I decided to tease him a little by fucking his cock while he tried to stand and wait out that initial ecstasy. “Wow. What a good girl.”

After a few minutes, he leaned in and whispered for me to climb on the bed. We climbed in tandem, never losing our connection. He pushed me just enough so I knew he wanted me on my belly and I slid down with my arms stretched beyond my head, pushing against the wall. First he just leaned over me as he fucked me from behind and then he lowered himself onto me while he moved his hips for slow deep strokes, pinning me to the bed.

In a very predatorial way, his lips were touching my ear, whispering, “I have dreamed of doing this to you for so long, getting you on your stomach, under me. Fucking your tight cunt, making it take all of my cock. You are so wet and so tight. I want to know how tight your little ass is. I will have that soon.

“I’m trying so hard not to cum. I want to fuck you more, but your pussy is just so tight and so wet. Your cum is making me so hard. I want to dump this huge load deep in your pussy and then watch it trickle out.” He just kept talking like that, fucking me hard, then slow; full strokes, and then short. I had at least 4 smaller orgasms from this. After about 15 minutes, it didn’t matter that he had stopped stroking me from the inside, he had to cum. Feeling his cock get even harder and even bigger, then pulsing as he came long and hard. I had another orgasm, rocking my hips up and squeezing his cock with my pussy, milking it dry.

After he pulled out, I licked him clean of our combined fluids. He moaned, muttering that he may not get soft and may have to fuck me more.