There he was sitting on his couch looking all depressed like no one loved him. I had loved him once, but there was a lot of burnt bridge that was sitting between us. There had been a lot of threats made and names thrown since that time when we were younger and stupid.
Suddenly I didn't care. I didn't care about the past, present or future. I just wanted to wipe that look off his face and I knew just want would do it. This wasn't going to be a fix or the start of a beautiful relationship, I was just going to give him a mercy fuck.
Hey, it was just as much for me as it was for him. I knew the sex would be good, because we'd been down this road many, many times before. There was nothing to learn, it was like driving down the windy road you've drive down all your life, there are no surprises.
I crossed the room over to him and straddled his lap. He didn't know how to react. He started to speak but I put my hand over his mouth and shook my head. Then I kissed him.
It was our first kiss in ages, but it was so familiar as if we'd never stopped.
I pulled away from him and I could hear him grunt in frustration. I stood up and he started to protest, until I pulled my sundress up over my head. I wasn't wearing anything underneath the sundress so there I was standing naked in front of him.
He looked me up and down and I guess like approved with what he saw, I could see that certain area of his jeans filling up.
I told him to strip. He stood up and made a move to touch me, I backed up.
"No strip first." I told him.
He stripped. He was lean, bachelor life always gave him a sleeker physic just because there wasn't a woman around to feed him. Give him a girlfriend and about 6 months and he'd fatten up in no time flat.
I straddled his lap again. I was going to push myself down on top of him, but he stopped me. I knew what he wanted, he wanted to go down on me. Normally with any other man I'd be over joyed to let them go down on me. These days it seems that the men good at giving a good long tongue lashing are a dying breed.
I didn't want him to do down on me. This wasn't mercy cunnilingus it was a mercy fuck, plus there was too much involved with oral. I just wanted to fuck him and go back to daily business.
Since I wouldn't let him go down he put his hand between my legs. He was determined to make me cum. He loved to make me squirt and watch me as I cam, with all my little noises and expressions. During actual sex he couldn't watch me as well, but either by mouth or hand he could watch my reactions.
He slid his finger up in between me. He slid his finger back and forth and covered it in my juices which were free flowing. He found my clit and began to rub.
I've always been sensitive and it had been a long while since I'd had any man touch me down there. With one touch I was cooing in his ear. As he continued to rub the coos became gutteral grunts.
The first orgasm ripped through me. I bit into his neck while my body shook. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of squirting all over the damn place. I held back and he knew it.
He rubbed harder.
"Let go." he whispered in my ear.
That was all it took. Suddenly my body was shaking violently and all of my pent up juices just released all over his lap. After I came once he went for more. He was intent on making me squirt over and over again. If there was one man that could make me squirt over and over again, he was it.
I gushed all over the place, nearly a constant stream. Once I got started I could go for a long, long time. He hit all the right buttons and kept on hitting them. I knew that couch would never be the same, I have ruined many a piece of furniture or mattress.
Finally I pushed his hand away, before he took all my strength as well as all my moisture.
I pulled his cock into place and pushed myself down on top of him. Even after all these years I was still tight and I know he felt it. Probably got him thinking that I'd been celebrate all this time, but that was so far from the actuality, I just knew the right muscles to work out.
His hard cock prodded my pussy. I could feel every blood vein, bump and ridge of his hard member.
I had to take a moment to get used to this feeling of having someone inside of me, it had been awhile and the body needed time to adjust. As I sat on him he grabbed up my tits. He kissed and sucked each nipple and ran his hands over them and the rest of my body.
He had me so relaxed and horny I don't even remember when exactly I started to ride him. Without knowing it I had started to gyrate my hips and I could feel his cock slide in and out of me. He had always been just the right size, not too small nor too big. He was just right, like the key that fits the lock.
I moved faster, I could feel my orgasm building. He grunted and bit my shoulder. He picked me up and started to thrust his cock up into my hot, wet pussy.
I grabbed onto the back of the couch and slammed myself down on him just as he was slamming up into me. We were both getting sweaty as we worked hard to cum.
It was no longer about satisfying the other one, we both just wanted to cum. We were chasing our own orgasms.
Finally we crashed together and as with a cymbal crash we came together. For a moment in time our bodies were as one shaking together.
His hot cum filled my pussy as my pussy contracted and released around his hard cock. We shook together.
We collapsed still joined. We both didn't move for several minutes. I could still feel him inside of me. I didn't want to move.
"You could stay the night." he whispered.
That was the hammer that broke through my reverie. I was awake now and all too aware of what he said. I sat up and regretfully I stood up and let him fall out of me.
I grabbed my sundress off the floor. I quickly put it over my head. I grabbed my purse and my keys.
In less than I minute I was off of him dressed and at the door.
"What did I say?" he asked.
"This was only a mercy fuck. I felt bad for you so I gave in, but we can never go back. Too much bad blood has passed between us. Too many things have happened. The bridge has been burnt to the ground. We are, we were over long ago. Thank you for the screw, I enjoyed it immensely, but I can't stay the night. Bye."
With that I left and bounded down the steps of his new apartment. I secretly wished I'd never see him again, but I knew I would have to next weekend when I dropped the kids off with him for his visitation.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
That Night
The house was dark. A motion light above the driveway was the only light that allowed me to see the steps.
I knocked on the door. From somewhere inside the depths of the house a deep voice responded.
"It's open," he said.
Carefully I walked inside. As I crossed the threshold my eyes became adjusted to the dim light inside the house.
I could see the light coming from the television. I walked into the living area to find him laying on the couch with the blanket up to his chin watching CNN as usual.
"I have groceries for you," I told him.
He didn't like to get out much, so it had become nearly a habit for me to get him something each time I happened to go to the grocery store. It was no big deal because he always paid me back.
"Damn girl! Is it late enough?" he asked.
"Sorry, I couldn't get away until now." I said.
I proceeded into the kitchen to put away the groceries. I knew he wouldn't get up to put them away because his back and knees were hurting. That is the price he paid for being an entertainer and attempting to break-dance each night. At forty years old his break dancing was nearly breaking his body.
I walked back over to him after I'd stuffed everything in the small refrigerator. He handed me some money for the groceries. It was a little more than I'd spent this time, but I'd make it up the next time.
"They made me dance last night. I was really trying just to play music, but someone asked for the Michael Jackson impersonation. My body hurts bad," he complained.
"Well, you know I've been told that I'm pretty good at massages."
"No way girl! You better get down here."
He flipped over on to his stomach and I got down on my knees beside the couch. I started massaging his shoulders and feeling my way down his back, trying to work out each knot. I was absorbed watching my white pudgy hands rub deeply into his black muscular backside. He moaned pleasurably with each knot I worked loose. I worked my thumbs into the muscles of his neck, all the way up to the base of his baldhead.
I rubbed my hands down the length of his spine. I worked my hands deeply into his lower back, because I knew this was an area that caused him a lot of pain. I had to pull back his covers to really get at his lower back.
He was only wearing a pair of black jockey shorts. I worked hard into his lower back and then I pressed up his spine and I heard an audible pop and he sighed in relief.
"My thighs and my calves hurt too. Could you rub those?" he asked.
I pulled back the covers completely. I took one leg at a time. First I worked his thigh with both hands, kneading the muscle. I then worked my way down to his calf.
Suddenly he rolled over on his back. I didn't dare look at his jockey shorts because I had a sneaking suspicion that he'd be standing at half mass.
"Please, keep rubbing my legs. It feels good," he said.
I started with the other leg and worked my hands into his thigh muscle and then down to the calf muscle. I went back and forth between both legs. Then he grabbed my hand. He placed it right on top of his jockey shorts. I began to massage his thick bulge through his shorts.
He reached into his shorts and pulled out the biggest black cock I'd ever seen, with the exception of pornos and the Internet. It was already pretty hard as I put my hand around the shaft, my fingers not quite reaching my thumb.
He moved my hand down the to the base of his shaft.
"Squeeze tight, but don't pump too hard." he explained.
I wasn't used to a man with an uncircumcised cock. I'm used to being able to pump right from the get go. Apparently, through careful touching, you get the tip of the cock nice and wet, enough so that you can then pull back the foreskin and begin to pump.
Accidentally, I began to pump too quickly and he jerked.
"Be careful, you can rip the skin," he explained.
I apologized for my mistake and decided that my mouth would wet his cock even faster.
I filled my mouth up with saliva, and slowly lowered my lips to the tip of this cock. Slowly and softly I began to lick and slightly suck on the tip of his hard cock. I dipped my tongue down in between the head and the foreskin, slowly wetting the skin so I could ease back the skin.
Slowly because of my saliva and his wetness, I was able to start pumping my hand. I felt the skin on his cock slide back and the head emerged wet and purple. Then I began to put my true mouth talents to work on him.
I put on the same suction that I'd used previously on his tongue. I hate to distinguish between a small or large cock, because I'm really happy with any size, but this man was rather well endowed quite literally. I'm sure I only got about 1/3 of his cock into my mouth, perhaps not even that. What was lacking in my mouth I made up with my hand, though truthfully my mouth was still stretched at its limits just to get my lips around him.
I did suck on him as best I could and I swirled my tongue around his pulsing head and let it tickle right under the ridge, where the head meets shaft. I began to get a rhythm down, by sucking and pumping, hand meeting mouth.
With my other hand I began to use my finger nails around his thighs and in between his legs. I caressed over his balls and began to search for his sweet spot. I had recently learned about a man's cock actually descends down into the body, so that if you press just behind the balls you can find his inner cock. I pushed and found the shaft inside and began to caress there as well.
As I worked him I could hear him moaning and saying "damn" a few times. I started to place my mouth on his and about this time he sat up and met me with a kiss. I showed his tongue the same attention I'd just shown his cock.
He jumped off the couch and instructed that I should, "Get naked." The house had all hard wood floors and I could hear him walking to his bedroom searching for a condom.
Quickly I did as he'd instructed. Though I didn't do it because he'd instructed, I was horny and was eager to feel his large cock inside me again. While he was busy in the search of a condom, I took the chance to masturbate quickly.
There is a bad aspect to having a large cock; being spontaneous or having a quickie is difficult because if the woman is not wet enough to accommodate the man it can get painful. The first time I'd had a little trouble with his size, so I had to make sure I was pretty wet before he tried to ramrod me.
I sat there on his leather couch and played with my clit and just as I heard his footsteps I began to shake as an orgasm surged through me. As he came into the room I was pulling my fingers out of my pussy. The only light in the room was coming from the television, which was now set to B.E.T. I don't know if the light allowed him to see the slight flush to my face or the little aftershock twitches my body was going through, but he did have an interesting grin on his face with an half cocked eyebrow.
I simply stared at him and took the fingers that had been in my pussy and stuck them in my mouth. I made audible sucking noises and when I pulled my fingers out of my mouth, I made a come hither gesture with the same fingers.
With his long legs he made the distance across the living room in two steps. He stood in front of me with his tree trunk of a cock hanging between his legs. I quickly sat up and grabbed his massive member and wrapped my lips around him once more.
I began to pump him with my mouth and hand once more, while my other hand caressed his legs and balls. Occasionally he reached down and grabbed on to my tits, twisting them in his fingers.
Finally, when he had enough of my mouth, he moved back so that he could put the condom on his cock. He was intent on punishing me with his weapon of mass destruction disguised as a cock.
"You know the way I want you," he said with a glint in his eye.
I knew the way he liked it, doggy style. He liked his white women with big asses, long blonde hair, and on all fours.
I got up to move into position on the couch. The minute I stood up and turned around he made a hissing noise.
"Mmm, yesssss! That's what I wanted to see," he said.
Softly he caressed my ass, and then like a whip he slapped my ass hard. I'm quite sure there was a red handprint left there. I got into position and tried to separate my legs enough to accommodate him. I got my ass high in the air.
He rubbed my pussy searching for the right hole. He guided his cock to my pussy. I could feel the head of his cock prying me open. Slowly he pushed against me and little by little I began to stretch to allow him inside me.
He worked himself in and out of me a few times, until he was sure I was all lubed up. Then he began to pick up speed and began to really pound his cock into me. As I threw my long bleach blonde hair over so that it was cascading down my backside, he grabbed onto it and pulled me back by the hair.
I was on all fours with my ass in the air and my head up because of my blonde hair being pulled. My tits shook with each stroke he gave me as his massive hard on slid in and out of my stretched pussy, pounding me unmercifully.
He reached around me and twisted my nipples. I moaned with each slam he pumped into me, and I could feel his cock all the way into my stomach.
I reached in between my legs and began to rub my clit as he pummeled me from behind. I began to cum and as I did I yelled out the customary "I'm cumming".
He began to pound me harder until I was sure I was going to taste the tip of his cock.
"I don't feel it! Am I too big?" he asked.
"I think so," I said.
He wanted to feel me cum on his huge tool. I had told him that I could ejaculate and he got a big turn on by that, but he was blocking my flow with his substantial male member.
"We could do it my way." I suggested.
He pulled out of me and released my hair, his way of agreeing. He sat down on the couch and helped me up and around.
I straddled his lap. I pushed his cock in such a way that my pussy lips were actually enveloping him. I reached down to my sex and found my hard little bud. I began to rub my clit in circles.
He grabbed on to my tits and began to manipulate my breast tissue in his hands. I looked down and couldn't help but marvel at his big brown hands and the very peachy soft tissue of my breasts peaking through his fingers. With my free hand I put it behind his head and pushed his face into mine and began to devour his lips and tongue.
As my fingers worked me up I kissed him harder and harder and he got rougher and rougher with my breasts. Finally I felt an orgasm building inside my body, and I let out an animal grunt as my body gave way and I began to shake and convulse. He put my nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the tip.
I felt the familiar contractions in my pussy and the feeling of almost having to pee, even though you don't actually. My pussy muscles contracted and I released a gigantic gush of my feminine essence all over his cock and balls, even some into his lap.
As I kept rubbing a steady stream of juices cascading down and over his cock and balls. Orgasm after orgasm rocketed through me. He kissed my lips, down my neck, and over my breasts. I my body convulsed against him.
He couldn't let me have all the fun and he raised me up and positioned his cock right at my pussy. I kept rubbing and kept gushing even as I lowered myself on to him. There was a slight resistance at first and that was mainly because female ejaculate itself does nothing for lubrication. It actually can wash it away in some cases.
My body soon realized what was coming and there was enough wetness to slowly slide onto his mega member. Just as he was fully inside me I had yet another orgasm, and, of course, this time I was unable to ejaculate because of his blockage. He was able to feel my muscles contract and release all around his cock.
I began to ride him as fast and as hard as I could. I held onto the back of couch, which gave me more leverage to ride him faster and faster. I was suddenly wishing I had exercised a bit more since some serious lunges were in order because my thighs were on fire.
He tried to suck my tits as I rode him, but I kept going up and down, which made my tits hard to catch. I did kiss him and then bite his lip pulling it out a little. He reached behind me and grabbed my ass hard and I knew he was close to cumming.
He slapped my ass hard on both cheeks and I began to ride him feverishly. I yelled out and began to jump up and down on his cock. I felt my biggest orgasm rip though my body. I was thrown to the mercy of my body, and I was torn by orgasmic wave after wave. I bit into the side of his neck as he grunted and pushed himself deeper inside of me.
We came together in a wonderful wave of passionate lust.
We sat on the couch panting together, just holding on for dear life. Once we calmed down a bit he cleaned himself up and brought out a towel to clean me.
He stood in front of me naked.
"How do I look naked?" he asked.
I told him he looked delicious, though in reality he looked slightly comical, though still very sexy. Here was this very tall, rather skinny, muscular black man standing in front of me with this tree truck of a cock hang slightly limp between his legs. You just had to wonder how he was able to stay up right when that thing got hard and filled up with blood. There would not be enough blood for the rest of his body.
I stood up and grabbed his head and pulled him to me and kissed him.
After we finished a very passionate kiss I said, "You look good enough to eat."
"Damn girl! Don't get me started! You wanna go for round two?" he asked.
The pulsing in my pussy told me that my body would not hold together for round two. "Na, hon I gotta go home. I wish I could spend the night, but I got responsibilities. You know." I told him.
Such sacrifices for the life of a single mother!
I got dressed and after a lovely kiss at the front door I left the same way I'd come in. I watched his head in window on the front door as I pulled out of the driveway. There was a part of me that really wanted to stay the night with him and sleep with my head on his chest. That would really be too good to be true. The logical part of me reminded my romantic side that this relationship was just for fun. No, emotions!
Right?
THE END
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Exploration in the Bushes part 3
"Okay, that's no skin off my nose. Mr. Barnard said you'd show me the ropes, so show away."
"Of course he did. Why would I expect anything less?"
"Hey are you mad at me? I mean I can go out and ask for another office if I'm invading your space here."
"No, I'm just, well... I don't know. All of this is just a shock! I mean I was preparing myself to be fired and stuff, and well, what happened in the park and then here you are, it's just a bit much. I actually appreciate the fact that they finally hired someone to help me out, because it's been hard doing the work of two people by myself. You are just going to have to excuse me for a bit, until I regain my bearings here."
"Okay, but I have to say I feel the same way, this is all a bit strange, but I'm all for it! By the way, I like your name Dana, it's nice."
"Ah thanks, Malcolm, I like yours too. Okay here's what you do."
Dana went on to tell Malcolm about the ins and out's of the job. He was already pretty much prepared since he had a few years of law school but had backed out cause of lack of funds. He did intend to return to law school, but this job was just until he could return and also so he could stay within the field of law.
When she leaned over him to show him how their computer system worked, she caught him looking down her blouse. She leaned in further, because the fact was being in the same room with him was driving her a bit crazy, so she decided it was okay to drive him a bit crazy as well. While he was doing something on the computer, she would intentionally stand behind him so that her breasts were resting on the back of his head. She was having quite a bit of fun teasing him so much and knowing that at work there was nothing he could do about it.
After a little while she left Malcolm to work on his own without anymore torture. About that time Jamie decided to walk in the office and tart around flirting with Malcolm. Since she had never visited Dana's office before, that could be the only reason. Jamie flaunted herself, nonchalantly bending down at the appropriate times and laughing hysterically at his half-witted jokes.
Finally, Dana couldn't take it any more.
"Hey Malcolm, you're breaking out in a sweat. You should probably take off that jacket your wearing," said Dana knowing full well that Malcolm had to have a huge grass stain on his shirt, since she had one on her skirt.
"I don't know about that," said Malcolm giving Dana a glare.
"Oh yes, please do. Let me see those bulging muscles," giggled Jamie in her tartish fashion.
Though, of course, Malcolm didn't really have any bulging muscles, he was mostly just tall and skinny, but Dana figured that was the line Jamie used with every man that got cross eyed while looking down her shirt. Of course, now with the pandering of both Jamie and Dana, Malcolm had no choice but to remove the jacket. He tried to keep his back to the chair, but Dana asked him for a document and when he reached to get it Jamie saw the grass stain on his shirt.
"Oh my gosh! Malcy, you've got a big grass stain on your shirt. How did you do that?" Exclaimed Jamie.
"Ah, I'm not sure," stammered Malcolm.
Dana took her cue and went over to Malcolm's side of the office, with her grass stain in full view. She made sure that Jamie noticed.
"Oh my, Dana, what did you do to your skirt?" asked Jamie.
"Oh that." said Dana pretending not to care. "That's a grass stain that I got on my lunch break."
It took a moment for Jamie to make the connection, her brain synapses take a bit longer to connect than most peoples. Dana so enjoyed watching the realization dawn on Jamie's face. She looked at Dana's grass stain and then back and Malcolm's shirt. Dana deliberately walked over to Malcolm.
"Oh my God! You and her, both late. Oh my God!" exclaimed Jamie.
Dana reached over Malcolm and grabbed a hold of his crotch, pleasantly surprising Malcolm.
"Hey Jamie, meet my lesbian lover." said Dana with a smirk.
Jamie shook her head of dyed blonde hair back and forth as if she was trying to get the information through to her brain. Just then there was a knock at the door and as it opened, Dana quickly removed her hand and stood up by Malcolm, looking like she was teaching him something on the computer. Mr. Barnard was standing at the doorway.
"Damn it, Jamie, there you are. Your phone has been ringing nonstop. You need to get back to your desk, the lawyers around here are busy and don't have time to do your job as well." boomed Mr. Barnard.
"But they. Together at lunch. Now in the same office. Oh my God!" stammered Jamie.
It was as if she didn't believe that Dana could actually have a man, or that a man would want Dana rather than her.
"Jamie, these people are doing work, real work! Now leave them alone and let them work. Get back to your desk now, or you'll be fired." said Mr. Barnard.
Jamie quickly huffed off back to her desk.
"You all doing well?" ask Mr. Barnard.
"Yes sir, very well thank you," said Dana.
"Well, I'm glad you guys are getting along well because I think you could teach each other some things," said Mr. Barnard.
With the hand that Mr. Barnard couldn't see Malcolm had reached around and pinched Dana on the ass.
"Yes sir, oh I'm sure we could." said Malcolm.
With that Mr. Barnard walked out the door and both Malcolm and Dana broke out in laughter; one for the little game they played on Jamie and also for what Mr. Barnard said. The rest of the afternoon went well. Dana continued to tease Malcolm and he in turn got in on the teasing, making Dana squirm a bit in her seat. Really, this was the most enjoyable time that Dana had ever had at work.
Near quitting time, Malcolm had dropped a stack of papers onto the floor, so Dana took her chance. While he was down there picking up his papers, Dana slowly uncrossed her legs and the spread them as wide as the desk would allow. She heard Malcolm groan out loud as she revealed to him her pantiless crotch.
Well, Dana got her just desserts when suddenly Malcolm pushed up her skirt and placed is face in between her legs and began licking her moist sex. He was getting really into it and Dana was about to let lose when there was a knock at the door. He pulled himself out from between her legs, pulling down her skirt as he went. Jackson Warren, the other one of the partners, walked into the office.
"Hey Dana, I just wanted to introduce myself to your new work mate." said Mr. Warren.
"Ah, hey Mr. Warren, he's cleaning up something under the desk," said Dana.
"Ah Mr. Warren, just a second." said Malcolm just then he bonked his head hard on the table. "Ouch!"
Malcolm crawled out from under the table and stood up, first wiping his mouth real quickly. He put his hand out toward Mr. Warren and gave the customary two pumps.
"Hello Mr. Warren. Malcolm Keagan at your service." Said Malcolm.
"Nice to meet our new employee. I hope you can meet Dana's expectations, she's a real hard worker." said Mr. Warren.
"Oh don't worry Mr. Warren. He's met and exceeded my expectations," said Dana.
"Well, that's good. I just wanted to stop by and tell you guys that we are closing shop for the night. I imagine that you two will be staying late today to make up for your late lunch." Said Mr. Warren.
"Yes, that's what we were just discussing, pulling a few extra hours would be a good idea." Said Dana with a secret look shot in Malcolm's direction.
Mr. Warren excused himself and left their office.
" A few extra hours? Really? Were we discussing that?" asked Malcolm.
"Yes, that's the message I got when you were buried between my legs just moments ago," said Dana.
"Hmmm, well I should go and pick up the rest of those papers," said Malcolm as he got back under the desk.
Dana proceeded to get back to work as Malcolm went back under the table and was greeted with her spread legs and bare sex. Once again he wound up between her legs.
"Oh God! You smell like heaven," said Malcolm from under the table.
Malcolm proceeded to lick up and down the length of her sex working his tongue in every fold and crevice. Knowing that everyone in the office had left, Dana laid back in her chair and opened up her blouse, and then pulling down her bra she began to twist her nipples as hard as she would dare.
Again Malcolm's tongue took her to oblivion and beyond, and that left a good sized stain on the office carpet. She took a moment to recover from his tongue talents, and then she shot up and opened up the office door.
"There's something I've always wanted to do," said Dana as she pulled Malcolm out of the office.
They pranced through the large office building past all the different secretary desks and all the way into the large boardroom with huge glass windows. She propped Malcolm up against the boardroom table and, raising up his shirt, unfastened his pants. She put her hand inside and pulled out his very stiff member. Getting down on her knees, she placed him in her mouth. First she teased him with her tongue swirling and gliding over the head. She let the tip of her tongue tease just below the ridge.
She knew she must be doing something good because Malcolm let out a nice strong moan followed by a "oh fuck, yeah." She wrapped her full lips around him and took the length of his cock into her mouth. She pursed her lips against the sides of his shaft and pressed her tongue against the underside. She started her strokes slow and easy and then began to get faster and faster.
Pretty soon into her mouth talents she got the feeling that he was close to climax. She made her strokes faster and with more suction. He warned her of his impending cumming, but she kept going, sucking him hard and faster. Finally his load exploded out and filled her mouth; she kept up her strokes with her lips, while her throat swallowed down his semen.
Malcolm moaned and shook hard. He moaned even stronger when it became obvious that Dana wasn't giving up her sucking control even after he had came. She continued to suck his flaccid member, determined to get him hard once more. It was interesting sucking on a limp cock, but it soon regained its previous life.
Once she had got him nice and hard she released him from her mouth.
"Now, you've got it hard again, what do intend to do with it?" asked Malcolm.
"You'll see! Now climb aboard," she said, slapping the boardroom table. He did as he was told and she pulled his pants and underwear down the rest of the way. She stripped off her clothes and jumped on the table, she straddled his middle. Next she grabbed each side of his shirt and pulled them apart, shooting buttons all over the place.
"Hey!" said Malcolm.
"Don't worry! I'll buy you a new shirt," she said with a new controlling attitude.
She ran her fingers through his smallish patch of chest hair.
"Mmm, I didn't get to play with you much the first time around," said Dana in a very sultry voice.
She laid down on top of him squishing her breasts into his chest. She locked her lips on his and forced her tongue into his mouth. She let their tongues dance and twist together, letting him get the full flavor of what she'd just swallowed. She pulled her mouth away from his and, turning his head to the side, she licked up the side of his neck, up to his earlobe which she sucked into her mouth.
She worked her way back down, leaving suckling kisses in her wake, until she got to his nipples. She took a turn on each of his nipples sucking it hard into her mouth and then flicking her tongue over the tip, which caused him to moan out.
When she'd given each nipple equal attention she pushed her hand in between their bodies. She grabbed a hold of his member and placed him at her entrance. She lowered herself down on him deliberately slow. He groaned with the sound of ultimate torture. When he was all the way inside of her, she sat up right on him. He brought up his hands and grabbed a handful of breast in each hand. With his thumb and index finger he pinched each nipple and pulled hard on them, just as she had down. Once her nipples were nice and hard, he ran the palms of his hands over each.
Dana began to gyrate her hips and, placing her knees and feet on the table, she rose up and off of him, instead of back and forth. This direction allowed him more access to her vast depths. They each played with each other's nipples as she slowly rode him up and down. He told her how he loved how wet she got and how nice and tight she was and how he loved it when she came in his face.
"Make sure you tell me when you are going to cum," she told him sternly.
"Yeah, I will. I promise." he said.
She began to increase her speed rising up and back down on him faster and faster. He felt all her muscles inside enveloping him. Then suddenly an orgasm struck her, and she felt her body lose control and begin to convulse wildly. Her pussy muscles constricted around his cock and then her juices released all over his middle. Her orgasm became Malcolm's undoing.
"I'm going to cum!" he announced loudly.
Quickly she jumped off of him, letting him fall out of her. She turned herself around so that now she was facing his cock and her wet pussy was hovering over his face. She lowered herself and Malcolm immediately grabbed a hold of her thighs and dove is face into her pussy. She grabbed a hold of his cock and there was no teasing this time, she stuffed all she could into her mouth. They both went crazy on each other. She sucked with all her might and he licked with all he was worth.
Then, amazingly, they each caused the other to climax at the same time. Her body suddenly shook from head to toe and her pussy released its erotic nectar all over his face and shoulders, though he caught most of it in his mouth. His body tensed, and then released in great convulsing waves, his cock pulsated in her mouth, dumping its full load into her mouth and down her throat.
After they had thoroughly cleaned each other, she got off of Malcolm and helped him off the table. They did end up going back to the office and getting some work done, but just being near each other was enough to drive the other mad, so after they clocked out the decided to go back to her place and share a wonderful evening together.
Malcolm and Dana began a wonderful, long relationship full of erotic sex and plenty of lovemaking out in the park. They also shared a few interesting lunches and, when they got back to work looking a bit disheveled, all Jamie could do was give them the evil eye.
They always seemed to be asked how they met, by friends and relatives, and to everyone they would reply that they met at work. Only they knew that the place they really met was by having sex in the park. Dana finally knew that this wasn't a part of her fantasy dreamed up while asleep in front of the computer at work, because she could never dream up something this good!
"Of course he did. Why would I expect anything less?"
"Hey are you mad at me? I mean I can go out and ask for another office if I'm invading your space here."
"No, I'm just, well... I don't know. All of this is just a shock! I mean I was preparing myself to be fired and stuff, and well, what happened in the park and then here you are, it's just a bit much. I actually appreciate the fact that they finally hired someone to help me out, because it's been hard doing the work of two people by myself. You are just going to have to excuse me for a bit, until I regain my bearings here."
"Okay, but I have to say I feel the same way, this is all a bit strange, but I'm all for it! By the way, I like your name Dana, it's nice."
"Ah thanks, Malcolm, I like yours too. Okay here's what you do."
Dana went on to tell Malcolm about the ins and out's of the job. He was already pretty much prepared since he had a few years of law school but had backed out cause of lack of funds. He did intend to return to law school, but this job was just until he could return and also so he could stay within the field of law.
When she leaned over him to show him how their computer system worked, she caught him looking down her blouse. She leaned in further, because the fact was being in the same room with him was driving her a bit crazy, so she decided it was okay to drive him a bit crazy as well. While he was doing something on the computer, she would intentionally stand behind him so that her breasts were resting on the back of his head. She was having quite a bit of fun teasing him so much and knowing that at work there was nothing he could do about it.
After a little while she left Malcolm to work on his own without anymore torture. About that time Jamie decided to walk in the office and tart around flirting with Malcolm. Since she had never visited Dana's office before, that could be the only reason. Jamie flaunted herself, nonchalantly bending down at the appropriate times and laughing hysterically at his half-witted jokes.
Finally, Dana couldn't take it any more.
"Hey Malcolm, you're breaking out in a sweat. You should probably take off that jacket your wearing," said Dana knowing full well that Malcolm had to have a huge grass stain on his shirt, since she had one on her skirt.
"I don't know about that," said Malcolm giving Dana a glare.
"Oh yes, please do. Let me see those bulging muscles," giggled Jamie in her tartish fashion.
Though, of course, Malcolm didn't really have any bulging muscles, he was mostly just tall and skinny, but Dana figured that was the line Jamie used with every man that got cross eyed while looking down her shirt. Of course, now with the pandering of both Jamie and Dana, Malcolm had no choice but to remove the jacket. He tried to keep his back to the chair, but Dana asked him for a document and when he reached to get it Jamie saw the grass stain on his shirt.
"Oh my gosh! Malcy, you've got a big grass stain on your shirt. How did you do that?" Exclaimed Jamie.
"Ah, I'm not sure," stammered Malcolm.
Dana took her cue and went over to Malcolm's side of the office, with her grass stain in full view. She made sure that Jamie noticed.
"Oh my, Dana, what did you do to your skirt?" asked Jamie.
"Oh that." said Dana pretending not to care. "That's a grass stain that I got on my lunch break."
It took a moment for Jamie to make the connection, her brain synapses take a bit longer to connect than most peoples. Dana so enjoyed watching the realization dawn on Jamie's face. She looked at Dana's grass stain and then back and Malcolm's shirt. Dana deliberately walked over to Malcolm.
"Oh my God! You and her, both late. Oh my God!" exclaimed Jamie.
Dana reached over Malcolm and grabbed a hold of his crotch, pleasantly surprising Malcolm.
"Hey Jamie, meet my lesbian lover." said Dana with a smirk.
Jamie shook her head of dyed blonde hair back and forth as if she was trying to get the information through to her brain. Just then there was a knock at the door and as it opened, Dana quickly removed her hand and stood up by Malcolm, looking like she was teaching him something on the computer. Mr. Barnard was standing at the doorway.
"Damn it, Jamie, there you are. Your phone has been ringing nonstop. You need to get back to your desk, the lawyers around here are busy and don't have time to do your job as well." boomed Mr. Barnard.
"But they. Together at lunch. Now in the same office. Oh my God!" stammered Jamie.
It was as if she didn't believe that Dana could actually have a man, or that a man would want Dana rather than her.
"Jamie, these people are doing work, real work! Now leave them alone and let them work. Get back to your desk now, or you'll be fired." said Mr. Barnard.
Jamie quickly huffed off back to her desk.
"You all doing well?" ask Mr. Barnard.
"Yes sir, very well thank you," said Dana.
"Well, I'm glad you guys are getting along well because I think you could teach each other some things," said Mr. Barnard.
With the hand that Mr. Barnard couldn't see Malcolm had reached around and pinched Dana on the ass.
"Yes sir, oh I'm sure we could." said Malcolm.
With that Mr. Barnard walked out the door and both Malcolm and Dana broke out in laughter; one for the little game they played on Jamie and also for what Mr. Barnard said. The rest of the afternoon went well. Dana continued to tease Malcolm and he in turn got in on the teasing, making Dana squirm a bit in her seat. Really, this was the most enjoyable time that Dana had ever had at work.
Near quitting time, Malcolm had dropped a stack of papers onto the floor, so Dana took her chance. While he was down there picking up his papers, Dana slowly uncrossed her legs and the spread them as wide as the desk would allow. She heard Malcolm groan out loud as she revealed to him her pantiless crotch.
Well, Dana got her just desserts when suddenly Malcolm pushed up her skirt and placed is face in between her legs and began licking her moist sex. He was getting really into it and Dana was about to let lose when there was a knock at the door. He pulled himself out from between her legs, pulling down her skirt as he went. Jackson Warren, the other one of the partners, walked into the office.
"Hey Dana, I just wanted to introduce myself to your new work mate." said Mr. Warren.
"Ah, hey Mr. Warren, he's cleaning up something under the desk," said Dana.
"Ah Mr. Warren, just a second." said Malcolm just then he bonked his head hard on the table. "Ouch!"
Malcolm crawled out from under the table and stood up, first wiping his mouth real quickly. He put his hand out toward Mr. Warren and gave the customary two pumps.
"Hello Mr. Warren. Malcolm Keagan at your service." Said Malcolm.
"Nice to meet our new employee. I hope you can meet Dana's expectations, she's a real hard worker." said Mr. Warren.
"Oh don't worry Mr. Warren. He's met and exceeded my expectations," said Dana.
"Well, that's good. I just wanted to stop by and tell you guys that we are closing shop for the night. I imagine that you two will be staying late today to make up for your late lunch." Said Mr. Warren.
"Yes, that's what we were just discussing, pulling a few extra hours would be a good idea." Said Dana with a secret look shot in Malcolm's direction.
Mr. Warren excused himself and left their office.
" A few extra hours? Really? Were we discussing that?" asked Malcolm.
"Yes, that's the message I got when you were buried between my legs just moments ago," said Dana.
"Hmmm, well I should go and pick up the rest of those papers," said Malcolm as he got back under the desk.
Dana proceeded to get back to work as Malcolm went back under the table and was greeted with her spread legs and bare sex. Once again he wound up between her legs.
"Oh God! You smell like heaven," said Malcolm from under the table.
Malcolm proceeded to lick up and down the length of her sex working his tongue in every fold and crevice. Knowing that everyone in the office had left, Dana laid back in her chair and opened up her blouse, and then pulling down her bra she began to twist her nipples as hard as she would dare.
Again Malcolm's tongue took her to oblivion and beyond, and that left a good sized stain on the office carpet. She took a moment to recover from his tongue talents, and then she shot up and opened up the office door.
"There's something I've always wanted to do," said Dana as she pulled Malcolm out of the office.
They pranced through the large office building past all the different secretary desks and all the way into the large boardroom with huge glass windows. She propped Malcolm up against the boardroom table and, raising up his shirt, unfastened his pants. She put her hand inside and pulled out his very stiff member. Getting down on her knees, she placed him in her mouth. First she teased him with her tongue swirling and gliding over the head. She let the tip of her tongue tease just below the ridge.
She knew she must be doing something good because Malcolm let out a nice strong moan followed by a "oh fuck, yeah." She wrapped her full lips around him and took the length of his cock into her mouth. She pursed her lips against the sides of his shaft and pressed her tongue against the underside. She started her strokes slow and easy and then began to get faster and faster.
Pretty soon into her mouth talents she got the feeling that he was close to climax. She made her strokes faster and with more suction. He warned her of his impending cumming, but she kept going, sucking him hard and faster. Finally his load exploded out and filled her mouth; she kept up her strokes with her lips, while her throat swallowed down his semen.
Malcolm moaned and shook hard. He moaned even stronger when it became obvious that Dana wasn't giving up her sucking control even after he had came. She continued to suck his flaccid member, determined to get him hard once more. It was interesting sucking on a limp cock, but it soon regained its previous life.
Once she had got him nice and hard she released him from her mouth.
"Now, you've got it hard again, what do intend to do with it?" asked Malcolm.
"You'll see! Now climb aboard," she said, slapping the boardroom table. He did as he was told and she pulled his pants and underwear down the rest of the way. She stripped off her clothes and jumped on the table, she straddled his middle. Next she grabbed each side of his shirt and pulled them apart, shooting buttons all over the place.
"Hey!" said Malcolm.
"Don't worry! I'll buy you a new shirt," she said with a new controlling attitude.
She ran her fingers through his smallish patch of chest hair.
"Mmm, I didn't get to play with you much the first time around," said Dana in a very sultry voice.
She laid down on top of him squishing her breasts into his chest. She locked her lips on his and forced her tongue into his mouth. She let their tongues dance and twist together, letting him get the full flavor of what she'd just swallowed. She pulled her mouth away from his and, turning his head to the side, she licked up the side of his neck, up to his earlobe which she sucked into her mouth.
She worked her way back down, leaving suckling kisses in her wake, until she got to his nipples. She took a turn on each of his nipples sucking it hard into her mouth and then flicking her tongue over the tip, which caused him to moan out.
When she'd given each nipple equal attention she pushed her hand in between their bodies. She grabbed a hold of his member and placed him at her entrance. She lowered herself down on him deliberately slow. He groaned with the sound of ultimate torture. When he was all the way inside of her, she sat up right on him. He brought up his hands and grabbed a handful of breast in each hand. With his thumb and index finger he pinched each nipple and pulled hard on them, just as she had down. Once her nipples were nice and hard, he ran the palms of his hands over each.
Dana began to gyrate her hips and, placing her knees and feet on the table, she rose up and off of him, instead of back and forth. This direction allowed him more access to her vast depths. They each played with each other's nipples as she slowly rode him up and down. He told her how he loved how wet she got and how nice and tight she was and how he loved it when she came in his face.
"Make sure you tell me when you are going to cum," she told him sternly.
"Yeah, I will. I promise." he said.
She began to increase her speed rising up and back down on him faster and faster. He felt all her muscles inside enveloping him. Then suddenly an orgasm struck her, and she felt her body lose control and begin to convulse wildly. Her pussy muscles constricted around his cock and then her juices released all over his middle. Her orgasm became Malcolm's undoing.
"I'm going to cum!" he announced loudly.
Quickly she jumped off of him, letting him fall out of her. She turned herself around so that now she was facing his cock and her wet pussy was hovering over his face. She lowered herself and Malcolm immediately grabbed a hold of her thighs and dove is face into her pussy. She grabbed a hold of his cock and there was no teasing this time, she stuffed all she could into her mouth. They both went crazy on each other. She sucked with all her might and he licked with all he was worth.
Then, amazingly, they each caused the other to climax at the same time. Her body suddenly shook from head to toe and her pussy released its erotic nectar all over his face and shoulders, though he caught most of it in his mouth. His body tensed, and then released in great convulsing waves, his cock pulsated in her mouth, dumping its full load into her mouth and down her throat.
After they had thoroughly cleaned each other, she got off of Malcolm and helped him off the table. They did end up going back to the office and getting some work done, but just being near each other was enough to drive the other mad, so after they clocked out the decided to go back to her place and share a wonderful evening together.
Malcolm and Dana began a wonderful, long relationship full of erotic sex and plenty of lovemaking out in the park. They also shared a few interesting lunches and, when they got back to work looking a bit disheveled, all Jamie could do was give them the evil eye.
They always seemed to be asked how they met, by friends and relatives, and to everyone they would reply that they met at work. Only they knew that the place they really met was by having sex in the park. Dana finally knew that this wasn't a part of her fantasy dreamed up while asleep in front of the computer at work, because she could never dream up something this good!
Exploration in the Bushes part 2
Her nipples were so sensitive and it had been so long since she'd had anyone to suckle on them that she began to have tiny mini orgasms. With each flick of his tongue she felt shivers going through her body, and she moaned out in delight and dug her fingers into his hair, pressing his head into her chest.
As if on their own accord her hips began to move back and forth, and she felt his hard member sliding in and out of her. What an amazing feeling! She almost had told herself that she would never have this feeling again. Her hips gyrated faster and faster as his tongue continued its work on her perky little nipples. The man laid back down on the earth and she sat up straight and rode him as hard as she could.
The whole time the two people kept eye contact. Dana was staring at him because she had seen the other couple do it and it had seemed so erotic, but she was surprised to have this man staring into her eyes, since he had not seen the erotic couple. His hands caressed her front as she rode up and down on him, grazing her nipples and sending ever more shock waves through her system.
She laid herself down on top of him, maintaining her ride on him. She guessed he saw this as his chance because suddenly he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them both over without falling out. He pushed himself up and, resting on his knees and arms, he took up the thrusting work. Next, he sat all the way up on his knees and, grabbing her legs, he looked down at her lower lips and watched as his cock pistoned in and out of her. She got thrilled at his sudden interest in how it looked as they were having sex, since most of her previous lovers were very vanilla. It was nice to have someone with a slight kink, though of course fucking in the park with a total stranger was out on a limb even for her.
She felt the familiar feeling of her orgasm beginning to rise within her body. She began to push back with each of his thrusts, wanting to push him in deeper and further. Her pushes got his attention and he grabbed the backs of her knees, putting each of her legs up on his shoulders. When he first slammed himself into her it was as if it was a tester to see if it was okay, but her moan signaled her okay. He began to slam himself into her repeatedly with increasing speed and force. She felt her body begin to convulse.
"Oh God! I'm going to cum!" she yelled out.
Her pussy muscles locked on his cock like vice grip, then they released and her juices came pouring out all around his member with such a force that she nearly pushed his rock hard woman pleaser out of her. She couldn't believe it, but this guy had given her the sonic boom ultimate orgasm in one try with intercourse, and not even oral, the only way it usually happened with a partner. Her body was shaking out of control. She noticed his face and body tightening as he thrust into her hard and fast, feeling all her pussy muscles constrict and release around him. She knew he must be close to release and soon the man let out a primal grunt as before.
"I'm going to cum," he yelled out.
All of a sudden birth control flashed in Dana's mind like a neon sign.
"Wait!" she screamed.
She unhooked one of her legs from around his shoulders and she caught him in the chest with her knee and kicked back with all her might. She pushed him back enough that he fell out of her. She jumped up to a sitting position and was greeted by his look of surprise. She grabbed a tight hold of his member and began pumping with same strength and speed as he had been thrusting into her. She didn't think of where his spray would go or anything; her only thought was to get him off as he had done her.
Soon she felt his cock begin to pulsate within her hand and his semen began exploding out of his cock with a great strength. He began to shake and convulse in extreme pleasure. His cum streamed out of him, landing all over her breasts and body, and it kept pouring out as she continued to stroke him. There were stings of his sticky cum all over her body. Finally it seemed she had pumped him dry and as his body began to relax, she released his member from her grip.
Having gotten him to climax, she collapsed back down onto the grass. There was a moment where she caught her breath as he was catching this, and then suddenly he was over her. She looked up into his hazel eyes and his face came down as they kissed for the first time. It was a great kiss, not too forceful, but soft and welcoming. Their tongues danced together for quite some time, enjoying in the tastes of each other's mouths.
He separated from her lips and gave her a longing look into her eyes, then he looked down her naked form covered his foamy cum. First, he attacked her neck, sucking and kissing all over. Next, he went down to her chest and began his licking attentions there. She knew that she was covered his is splooge and she realized that he was actually cleaning her with his tongue, something that was somewhat foreign to her, though extremely exciting. His tongue went everywhere and licked up every single drop of cum, her body shivering with each lick.
After it seemed that she was thoroughly cleaned, he came back up to her face and greeted her with a kiss, and within that kiss she tasted his cum cleaned from her body. This kinkiness of this brought her horniness level back up and she showed him that by grabbing onto the back of his head and pushing her lips into his and shoving her tongue as far down his throat as it would go, then retreating, only to grab a hold of his tongue and suck it far down into her mouth.
The man seemed to understand her unspoken message because he separated from her lips and got himself down in between her legs. With is hand he parted her folds and, after inhaling her scents, he delved into her pussy with his tongue.
Dana was actually surprised when he began licking her down there because she knew it must be a mess. After all the masturbation she'd put herself through and after having sex she knew her pussy had to be a dripping mess of her fluids. She was mostly surprised because her last boyfriend wouldn't go down on her unless she had just bathed, shaved and douched. Actually most of her boyfriends were rather particular about oral, because she nearly had to beg for it, and here was this guy eating her out mess and all.
The sensations racing through her body were amazing; her nerve endings were alive to every single lick of his tongue, so much more than usual. With every flick of his tongue she felt shivers flow through her body and soon, faster than usual, she felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm pulsing through her body. She felt that she needed to warn this man that she was going to cum soon as he had told her earlier while they were having sex. Most of the times with her previous lovers when she warned them of this, they would stop all oral action and continue on with their fingers, fearful of being drowned in her ejaculating talents.
She really didn't want to warn him of her impending cum spray because his tongue felt so good in her pussy that she didn't want it to stop, but she decided she must warn or be in trouble later when he got a good gush of it in the face. Too bad not all men were like that model man that caught the model woman's cum in him mouth.
"I'm going to cum!" she yelled out.
Amazingly he kept going pressing even harder with his tongue. Dana tried to hold back so she wouldn't squirt him in the face.
"I said I'm going to cum!" she yelled again.
There was a nearly inaudible "mum huh" coming from the man. She decided that he had heard her and amazingly he didn't care. She laid back and let the orgasm take over, feeling her pussy muscles constrict and then release, along with her gush of nectar. The man was sprayed full out by her cum, but it didn't see to faze him. She actually felt him attach his lips on her lips and drink down all her spray.
Having someone enjoy her flavor, her juice was extremely erotic to Dana, just propelled her into a continuous flow of orgasms one right after the next and a constant flow of juices spewing forth. The moans from the man told her that he was enjoying her pleasure and also the acceptance of her juices.
She felt her body go out of control with each lick, and she thought she had felt her ultimate orgasm but it turned out that this man had found one at a level higher. Dana felt as if she could stay like this all day, on the edge of oblivion and beyond. Her body was shaking so forcefully she could have very easily lost consciousness and she thought about just letting herself accept the bliss he was giving to her and just escape everything.
After what seemed like forever, the man finally stopped his tongue torture. She laid back and just stared up at the blue sky breathing heavily. He lay next to her holding her hand. She rolled over next to him and brought her mouth to his. They pressed their lips together and let their tongues danced within their mouths. She could taste a mixture of his leftover flavor and also her heavier flavor all mixed in his mouth. It was really quite delicious, and she could taste it all day. She separated their lips and sat up. He sat up along with her and took in her naked sitting form. She felt like she should say something at this point, after having this erotic adventure with this total stranger, but her mind just wouldn't think of anything to say.
"Wow, that was amazing," the man said. "I mean, I saw you there in the bushes and saw what you were doing and I just had to do something to myself. Well, ah... you know what I mean. When you ran into me, I never thought. But that was amazing and just all of a sudden like that it was just... Wow!"
He seemed as stunned as she was at this total loss of inhibitions between them. She tried to speak, but then shut her mouth again, not knowing what would come out.
"I just have to ask, what is it that you were watching that made you do what you did?" he asked.
She blushed a little with a thought of the erotic couple, though probably they had been just as erotic.
"Ah... hmm... there was this couple back over there in the clearing. And, well.... I happened upon them. Well, they were.... Well, you know... ah... having sex and it was just so beautiful, I just had to... well you know," said Dana.
Dana had begun grabbing her clothing and slowly putting them back on. She had her top over her shoulders, though still unzipped, and she was standing to put her skirt back on. The man was still sitting on the grass, naked as a jaybird.
"You don't have to explain, that's exactly how I felt when I came upon you. I just couldn't take my eyes off of you, it was just so wonderfully erotic and exciting," he said with lust filling up his voice, as if he might be getting turned on again.
"Ah well... I... " Said Dana, as she was looking down at her watch, completely dressed now except for her panties. "Oh my God! I'm so late. Oh fuck! I have to go, they'll probably fire me! An hour and a half late from lunch, I didn't even realize it was this late."
With her statement she ran out of the brush and off in search for her car.
"Wait, I want to see you again. I'd like to at least take you out for coffee, something!" he said but it was all in vain because she was gone.
He suddenly realized he was naked and no longer in the cover of the bushes and ran back to the cover of the bushes. There had been some people starting to turn and look at him, but luckily they were too far off to realize he was naked.
Dana found out it wasn't too hard to run in her skirt, since she sprinted the entire length to her car. She told herself she probably should have gone ahead and run through the park because then she would have never heard that woman's moan and wouldn't have gone to investigate and wouldn't have just had sex with a total stranger.
She quickly put her car in gear and sped off up the street back to work, cussing at every stoplight and griping at herself along with way. She couldn't believe how stupid she'd been, having sex in the park, not believing what a slut she'd been.
She griped at herself all the way back to work and in the elevator ride up to the law firm she worked for, Barnard, Hastings, and Warren.
She had taken a trench coat out of her trunk so that she wouldn't have to correct her outfit until she reached her office. She got up to the main doors and entered the lobby; the main secretary gave her a weird look when she walked in, looking curiously at Dana in the trench coat.
"It didn't start raining did it?" asked the secretary, Jamie, a perky little blonde with tits bigger than her brain. "If it did, it must have been a torrential rain, because that's the only way you'll explain being so late."
"No, there was no downpour, Jamie, I fell asleep in my car. It's the downside of having such a boring job, you get tired real easily, not fun filled excitement like yours." said Dana with a little more than usual sarcasm.
"Well, Mr. Barnard was looking for you, something about having a co-worker to stuff with you into that closet you call an office," said Jamie. "Dana, wait a minute."
Dana didn't want to stop, she wanted to get to her office as quickly as possible and start working as hard as possible, so at least she would give off the impression of a hard dedicated worker when they came to give her a pink slip. She decided to stop anyway, just to see what this little tart wanted, if it was to open up her trench coat, she would probably slap that chick silly. Hell, she'd wanted to bitch slap that damn cheery secretary the minute she met her and if she was going to be fired anyway, this would be the perfect time.
"What is it Jamie?" Dana said in a huff.
"You've got something in your hair."
Jamie reached up and pulled a couple of leaves from Dana's hair.
"Fell asleep in your car? Yeah, sure! Looks to me like someone had a roll in the hay or at least the leaves. What? Did your lesbian lover come out for a visit?" Said Jamie with a smirk.
Dana held herself back and didn't slap the crap out of the stupid bitch.
"Yeah, she did. What? Are you jealous? She licked my twat out real good and I licked her too." Dana blew in her face. "Smell it, don't ya?"
Dana walked off without another word. Just because that little tart didn't see Dana hitting on every guy in this firm and bringing every guy she dated around to show off she automatically assumed that she was gay. Or possibly Jamie was gay and she didn't realize it, and Dana was the object of her obsession, kind of like the playground where when you like someone and you are forced to make fun of them.
That thought made Dana smile all the way to her office. She got into her office and gave off a big sigh of relief. Quickly she shrugged off her trench coat and took off her jogging tank. She pulled out her bra and blouse out of her purse and quickly put those back on. She changed from the keds into her high heels that were also in her purse; luckily she always carried a big purse. She pulled open the closet next to her desk and checked her reflection in the mirror; she brushed her hair out and reapplied a bit more make up. She was just about done making sure she looked appropriate when she noticed a very big grass stain on her skirt and she hoped no one would notice.
After she had made sure she looked as professional as she thought she could look she started to sit down in her desk chair and then remembered that she didn't have on any underwear. She dug through her purse but couldn't find them. She tried to remember if she'd left them in the car, but then she could remember grabbing them at the park. Oh well, she thought to herself, she just would have to go through the rest of the day without underwear. It wasn't like there was any chance that she'd flash someone since she didn't have a co-worker in the office anymore.
The last co-worker she'd had went off to have a baby and then decided that she needed to stay at home with her children, and since then she'd been all alone in the office. Besides, even when she had been with Dianne, the last co-worker, they had flashed each other a few times, because they'd forget that their desk was just a really big table and not closed off underneath. Sometimes one of them would drop a pencil or something and the other would say "Oh, nice purple panties."
One day Dianne hadn't had on any panties and Dana had dropped her papers all over the floor and gotten a full view up Dianne's skirt. She told her that her husband had grabbed her just before work and she couldn't find the underwear afterwards, so rather than be late she just left without any. That was about a week before she announced to Dana that she was knocked up.
Dana sat at her desk and began to work, but she started thinking about the escapade in the park and about the guy. She kept pushing it to the back of her mind, but somehow no matter how hard she tried it kept coming back up to the front. She kept thinking that the way she'd ran off that she'd probably ruined a chance at a very interesting relationship, or at least a couple nights of really great sex. She threw herself into her work, mind, body, and soul so she wouldn't think about him. About an hour had passed by when there was a knock at the door. She just knew it was one of the bosses coming to fire her.
"Yes?" she answered to the knock. The people of this firm had learned to knock on closed office doors because there was many an attorney caught with his or her pants down, literally.
The door opened and it was Albert Barnard, the controlling partner of the firm. Luckily, Dana didn't see any pink slip in his hand, but, of course, it could be in his pocket.
"Well, hello Dana. It's nice to see that you finally came back from lunch. Well, I should reprimand you, but since you aren't hardly late I'll let it go this time, plus we can't afford to hire anyone else new." Said Mr. Barnard.
"Anyone else?" asked Dana.
"Yes, we've hired you some help. Since Dianne left, I know you've been working twice your share. Actually, your new co-worker is probably one of the reasons that I'm not going to reprimand you for being late, since he was late too." Said Mr. Barnard.
"Ah... did you say he?" asked Dana.
"Yes," said Mr. Barnard looking over his shoulder. "Now, where did that boy get off to?"
Mr. Barnard walked off for a moment and then Dana heard from a distance.
"Jamie get your claws off of him, he's Dana's new man."
She saw Mr. Barnard walk back into her office followed by a man. The man turned to look at her and she was shocked to find that it was the stranger from the park. Dana was frozen, couldn't speak, and couldn't move.
Seemingly from a distant tunnel she heard Mr. Barnard say, "Dana Gallagher, let me introduce you to your new co-worker, Malcolm Keagan."
Dana finally broke through her paralysis and walked over to them. She put her hand out.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Keagan." said Dana with a slight quiver in her voice that she hoped was unnoticeable.
Malcolm took her hand and gave the customary two pumps.
"Please Dana, call me Malcolm."
"Okay, well I'll let the two of you get acquainted," said Mr. Barnard as he left the office.
Dana walked over and closed the door. She looked at Malcolm for a minute trying to think of something to say, but yet again she couldn't think.
"Well, this is very ironic. There I was afraid that I wouldn't see you again and now I find out that I work with you in the very same office." said Malcolm, his hazel eyes twinkling.
Dana knew if she stared at him much longer they might end up in the floor replaying their act in the park. She had to get back to work, she'd already screwed up big time, and it was now time to make up.
"Well, that might be, but I think that we are in really big trouble for being so late. So I would suggest we get to work." Said Dana a bit harsher than she had intended.
As if on their own accord her hips began to move back and forth, and she felt his hard member sliding in and out of her. What an amazing feeling! She almost had told herself that she would never have this feeling again. Her hips gyrated faster and faster as his tongue continued its work on her perky little nipples. The man laid back down on the earth and she sat up straight and rode him as hard as she could.
The whole time the two people kept eye contact. Dana was staring at him because she had seen the other couple do it and it had seemed so erotic, but she was surprised to have this man staring into her eyes, since he had not seen the erotic couple. His hands caressed her front as she rode up and down on him, grazing her nipples and sending ever more shock waves through her system.
She laid herself down on top of him, maintaining her ride on him. She guessed he saw this as his chance because suddenly he wrapped his arms around her and rolled them both over without falling out. He pushed himself up and, resting on his knees and arms, he took up the thrusting work. Next, he sat all the way up on his knees and, grabbing her legs, he looked down at her lower lips and watched as his cock pistoned in and out of her. She got thrilled at his sudden interest in how it looked as they were having sex, since most of her previous lovers were very vanilla. It was nice to have someone with a slight kink, though of course fucking in the park with a total stranger was out on a limb even for her.
She felt the familiar feeling of her orgasm beginning to rise within her body. She began to push back with each of his thrusts, wanting to push him in deeper and further. Her pushes got his attention and he grabbed the backs of her knees, putting each of her legs up on his shoulders. When he first slammed himself into her it was as if it was a tester to see if it was okay, but her moan signaled her okay. He began to slam himself into her repeatedly with increasing speed and force. She felt her body begin to convulse.
"Oh God! I'm going to cum!" she yelled out.
Her pussy muscles locked on his cock like vice grip, then they released and her juices came pouring out all around his member with such a force that she nearly pushed his rock hard woman pleaser out of her. She couldn't believe it, but this guy had given her the sonic boom ultimate orgasm in one try with intercourse, and not even oral, the only way it usually happened with a partner. Her body was shaking out of control. She noticed his face and body tightening as he thrust into her hard and fast, feeling all her pussy muscles constrict and release around him. She knew he must be close to release and soon the man let out a primal grunt as before.
"I'm going to cum," he yelled out.
All of a sudden birth control flashed in Dana's mind like a neon sign.
"Wait!" she screamed.
She unhooked one of her legs from around his shoulders and she caught him in the chest with her knee and kicked back with all her might. She pushed him back enough that he fell out of her. She jumped up to a sitting position and was greeted by his look of surprise. She grabbed a tight hold of his member and began pumping with same strength and speed as he had been thrusting into her. She didn't think of where his spray would go or anything; her only thought was to get him off as he had done her.
Soon she felt his cock begin to pulsate within her hand and his semen began exploding out of his cock with a great strength. He began to shake and convulse in extreme pleasure. His cum streamed out of him, landing all over her breasts and body, and it kept pouring out as she continued to stroke him. There were stings of his sticky cum all over her body. Finally it seemed she had pumped him dry and as his body began to relax, she released his member from her grip.
Having gotten him to climax, she collapsed back down onto the grass. There was a moment where she caught her breath as he was catching this, and then suddenly he was over her. She looked up into his hazel eyes and his face came down as they kissed for the first time. It was a great kiss, not too forceful, but soft and welcoming. Their tongues danced together for quite some time, enjoying in the tastes of each other's mouths.
He separated from her lips and gave her a longing look into her eyes, then he looked down her naked form covered his foamy cum. First, he attacked her neck, sucking and kissing all over. Next, he went down to her chest and began his licking attentions there. She knew that she was covered his is splooge and she realized that he was actually cleaning her with his tongue, something that was somewhat foreign to her, though extremely exciting. His tongue went everywhere and licked up every single drop of cum, her body shivering with each lick.
After it seemed that she was thoroughly cleaned, he came back up to her face and greeted her with a kiss, and within that kiss she tasted his cum cleaned from her body. This kinkiness of this brought her horniness level back up and she showed him that by grabbing onto the back of his head and pushing her lips into his and shoving her tongue as far down his throat as it would go, then retreating, only to grab a hold of his tongue and suck it far down into her mouth.
The man seemed to understand her unspoken message because he separated from her lips and got himself down in between her legs. With is hand he parted her folds and, after inhaling her scents, he delved into her pussy with his tongue.
Dana was actually surprised when he began licking her down there because she knew it must be a mess. After all the masturbation she'd put herself through and after having sex she knew her pussy had to be a dripping mess of her fluids. She was mostly surprised because her last boyfriend wouldn't go down on her unless she had just bathed, shaved and douched. Actually most of her boyfriends were rather particular about oral, because she nearly had to beg for it, and here was this guy eating her out mess and all.
The sensations racing through her body were amazing; her nerve endings were alive to every single lick of his tongue, so much more than usual. With every flick of his tongue she felt shivers flow through her body and soon, faster than usual, she felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm pulsing through her body. She felt that she needed to warn this man that she was going to cum soon as he had told her earlier while they were having sex. Most of the times with her previous lovers when she warned them of this, they would stop all oral action and continue on with their fingers, fearful of being drowned in her ejaculating talents.
She really didn't want to warn him of her impending cum spray because his tongue felt so good in her pussy that she didn't want it to stop, but she decided she must warn or be in trouble later when he got a good gush of it in the face. Too bad not all men were like that model man that caught the model woman's cum in him mouth.
"I'm going to cum!" she yelled out.
Amazingly he kept going pressing even harder with his tongue. Dana tried to hold back so she wouldn't squirt him in the face.
"I said I'm going to cum!" she yelled again.
There was a nearly inaudible "mum huh" coming from the man. She decided that he had heard her and amazingly he didn't care. She laid back and let the orgasm take over, feeling her pussy muscles constrict and then release, along with her gush of nectar. The man was sprayed full out by her cum, but it didn't see to faze him. She actually felt him attach his lips on her lips and drink down all her spray.
Having someone enjoy her flavor, her juice was extremely erotic to Dana, just propelled her into a continuous flow of orgasms one right after the next and a constant flow of juices spewing forth. The moans from the man told her that he was enjoying her pleasure and also the acceptance of her juices.
She felt her body go out of control with each lick, and she thought she had felt her ultimate orgasm but it turned out that this man had found one at a level higher. Dana felt as if she could stay like this all day, on the edge of oblivion and beyond. Her body was shaking so forcefully she could have very easily lost consciousness and she thought about just letting herself accept the bliss he was giving to her and just escape everything.
After what seemed like forever, the man finally stopped his tongue torture. She laid back and just stared up at the blue sky breathing heavily. He lay next to her holding her hand. She rolled over next to him and brought her mouth to his. They pressed their lips together and let their tongues danced within their mouths. She could taste a mixture of his leftover flavor and also her heavier flavor all mixed in his mouth. It was really quite delicious, and she could taste it all day. She separated their lips and sat up. He sat up along with her and took in her naked sitting form. She felt like she should say something at this point, after having this erotic adventure with this total stranger, but her mind just wouldn't think of anything to say.
"Wow, that was amazing," the man said. "I mean, I saw you there in the bushes and saw what you were doing and I just had to do something to myself. Well, ah... you know what I mean. When you ran into me, I never thought. But that was amazing and just all of a sudden like that it was just... Wow!"
He seemed as stunned as she was at this total loss of inhibitions between them. She tried to speak, but then shut her mouth again, not knowing what would come out.
"I just have to ask, what is it that you were watching that made you do what you did?" he asked.
She blushed a little with a thought of the erotic couple, though probably they had been just as erotic.
"Ah... hmm... there was this couple back over there in the clearing. And, well.... I happened upon them. Well, they were.... Well, you know... ah... having sex and it was just so beautiful, I just had to... well you know," said Dana.
Dana had begun grabbing her clothing and slowly putting them back on. She had her top over her shoulders, though still unzipped, and she was standing to put her skirt back on. The man was still sitting on the grass, naked as a jaybird.
"You don't have to explain, that's exactly how I felt when I came upon you. I just couldn't take my eyes off of you, it was just so wonderfully erotic and exciting," he said with lust filling up his voice, as if he might be getting turned on again.
"Ah well... I... " Said Dana, as she was looking down at her watch, completely dressed now except for her panties. "Oh my God! I'm so late. Oh fuck! I have to go, they'll probably fire me! An hour and a half late from lunch, I didn't even realize it was this late."
With her statement she ran out of the brush and off in search for her car.
"Wait, I want to see you again. I'd like to at least take you out for coffee, something!" he said but it was all in vain because she was gone.
He suddenly realized he was naked and no longer in the cover of the bushes and ran back to the cover of the bushes. There had been some people starting to turn and look at him, but luckily they were too far off to realize he was naked.
Dana found out it wasn't too hard to run in her skirt, since she sprinted the entire length to her car. She told herself she probably should have gone ahead and run through the park because then she would have never heard that woman's moan and wouldn't have gone to investigate and wouldn't have just had sex with a total stranger.
She quickly put her car in gear and sped off up the street back to work, cussing at every stoplight and griping at herself along with way. She couldn't believe how stupid she'd been, having sex in the park, not believing what a slut she'd been.
She griped at herself all the way back to work and in the elevator ride up to the law firm she worked for, Barnard, Hastings, and Warren.
She had taken a trench coat out of her trunk so that she wouldn't have to correct her outfit until she reached her office. She got up to the main doors and entered the lobby; the main secretary gave her a weird look when she walked in, looking curiously at Dana in the trench coat.
"It didn't start raining did it?" asked the secretary, Jamie, a perky little blonde with tits bigger than her brain. "If it did, it must have been a torrential rain, because that's the only way you'll explain being so late."
"No, there was no downpour, Jamie, I fell asleep in my car. It's the downside of having such a boring job, you get tired real easily, not fun filled excitement like yours." said Dana with a little more than usual sarcasm.
"Well, Mr. Barnard was looking for you, something about having a co-worker to stuff with you into that closet you call an office," said Jamie. "Dana, wait a minute."
Dana didn't want to stop, she wanted to get to her office as quickly as possible and start working as hard as possible, so at least she would give off the impression of a hard dedicated worker when they came to give her a pink slip. She decided to stop anyway, just to see what this little tart wanted, if it was to open up her trench coat, she would probably slap that chick silly. Hell, she'd wanted to bitch slap that damn cheery secretary the minute she met her and if she was going to be fired anyway, this would be the perfect time.
"What is it Jamie?" Dana said in a huff.
"You've got something in your hair."
Jamie reached up and pulled a couple of leaves from Dana's hair.
"Fell asleep in your car? Yeah, sure! Looks to me like someone had a roll in the hay or at least the leaves. What? Did your lesbian lover come out for a visit?" Said Jamie with a smirk.
Dana held herself back and didn't slap the crap out of the stupid bitch.
"Yeah, she did. What? Are you jealous? She licked my twat out real good and I licked her too." Dana blew in her face. "Smell it, don't ya?"
Dana walked off without another word. Just because that little tart didn't see Dana hitting on every guy in this firm and bringing every guy she dated around to show off she automatically assumed that she was gay. Or possibly Jamie was gay and she didn't realize it, and Dana was the object of her obsession, kind of like the playground where when you like someone and you are forced to make fun of them.
That thought made Dana smile all the way to her office. She got into her office and gave off a big sigh of relief. Quickly she shrugged off her trench coat and took off her jogging tank. She pulled out her bra and blouse out of her purse and quickly put those back on. She changed from the keds into her high heels that were also in her purse; luckily she always carried a big purse. She pulled open the closet next to her desk and checked her reflection in the mirror; she brushed her hair out and reapplied a bit more make up. She was just about done making sure she looked appropriate when she noticed a very big grass stain on her skirt and she hoped no one would notice.
After she had made sure she looked as professional as she thought she could look she started to sit down in her desk chair and then remembered that she didn't have on any underwear. She dug through her purse but couldn't find them. She tried to remember if she'd left them in the car, but then she could remember grabbing them at the park. Oh well, she thought to herself, she just would have to go through the rest of the day without underwear. It wasn't like there was any chance that she'd flash someone since she didn't have a co-worker in the office anymore.
The last co-worker she'd had went off to have a baby and then decided that she needed to stay at home with her children, and since then she'd been all alone in the office. Besides, even when she had been with Dianne, the last co-worker, they had flashed each other a few times, because they'd forget that their desk was just a really big table and not closed off underneath. Sometimes one of them would drop a pencil or something and the other would say "Oh, nice purple panties."
One day Dianne hadn't had on any panties and Dana had dropped her papers all over the floor and gotten a full view up Dianne's skirt. She told her that her husband had grabbed her just before work and she couldn't find the underwear afterwards, so rather than be late she just left without any. That was about a week before she announced to Dana that she was knocked up.
Dana sat at her desk and began to work, but she started thinking about the escapade in the park and about the guy. She kept pushing it to the back of her mind, but somehow no matter how hard she tried it kept coming back up to the front. She kept thinking that the way she'd ran off that she'd probably ruined a chance at a very interesting relationship, or at least a couple nights of really great sex. She threw herself into her work, mind, body, and soul so she wouldn't think about him. About an hour had passed by when there was a knock at the door. She just knew it was one of the bosses coming to fire her.
"Yes?" she answered to the knock. The people of this firm had learned to knock on closed office doors because there was many an attorney caught with his or her pants down, literally.
The door opened and it was Albert Barnard, the controlling partner of the firm. Luckily, Dana didn't see any pink slip in his hand, but, of course, it could be in his pocket.
"Well, hello Dana. It's nice to see that you finally came back from lunch. Well, I should reprimand you, but since you aren't hardly late I'll let it go this time, plus we can't afford to hire anyone else new." Said Mr. Barnard.
"Anyone else?" asked Dana.
"Yes, we've hired you some help. Since Dianne left, I know you've been working twice your share. Actually, your new co-worker is probably one of the reasons that I'm not going to reprimand you for being late, since he was late too." Said Mr. Barnard.
"Ah... did you say he?" asked Dana.
"Yes," said Mr. Barnard looking over his shoulder. "Now, where did that boy get off to?"
Mr. Barnard walked off for a moment and then Dana heard from a distance.
"Jamie get your claws off of him, he's Dana's new man."
She saw Mr. Barnard walk back into her office followed by a man. The man turned to look at her and she was shocked to find that it was the stranger from the park. Dana was frozen, couldn't speak, and couldn't move.
Seemingly from a distant tunnel she heard Mr. Barnard say, "Dana Gallagher, let me introduce you to your new co-worker, Malcolm Keagan."
Dana finally broke through her paralysis and walked over to them. She put her hand out.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Keagan." said Dana with a slight quiver in her voice that she hoped was unnoticeable.
Malcolm took her hand and gave the customary two pumps.
"Please Dana, call me Malcolm."
"Okay, well I'll let the two of you get acquainted," said Mr. Barnard as he left the office.
Dana walked over and closed the door. She looked at Malcolm for a minute trying to think of something to say, but yet again she couldn't think.
"Well, this is very ironic. There I was afraid that I wouldn't see you again and now I find out that I work with you in the very same office." said Malcolm, his hazel eyes twinkling.
Dana knew if she stared at him much longer they might end up in the floor replaying their act in the park. She had to get back to work, she'd already screwed up big time, and it was now time to make up.
"Well, that might be, but I think that we are in really big trouble for being so late. So I would suggest we get to work." Said Dana a bit harsher than she had intended.
Exploration in the Bushes part 1
Dana was sitting at her desk staring into the glaring screen of her computer. She attempted to work, but as she did her eyelids kept drooping and her head began to loll down to her chest. Abruptly her head shot up as if she'd been pinched. She blinked her eyes several times and rubbed them with her fists. She yawned as she stretched her arms out to their full length.
Dana felt so tired. She was falling asleep at work and that was bad, especially when she looked at her computer screen and saw she had written multiple lines of R's all the way across the screen. She knew why she was so tired; she had stayed up late last night watching sappy romance movies on the American Movie Classics channel. You see, Dana was in that state of flux, the one in between the time when one relationship has been dead and buried and the next new budding romance is slow to come along.
The flux is a depressing state as well as a very frustrating one. The depression comes from a lack of human contact and the frustration comes from a lack of sex. Lately, it seemed that she had to keep her brain from thinking of anything sexual because it had been so long since she'd been laid that she would instantly become horny. So last night she'd been up late; the first half of the night was spent watching romantic movies and the other half of the night was spent masturbating because she'd let her mind wander.
Dana knew she couldn't take this much longer; she was the type of person that just needs to be with someone. She wasn't the clingy type; she just weathered things better when she was in a relationship. It didn't help much that she had the most boring job in the whole wide world. She worked at a small law firm on Utica near the hospital. She wasn't a lawyer, instead her job was to write all the legal documents for court or what ever they needed. If you've ever read a legal document, be it a contract or divorce papers, you'd know that they are very wordy and fairly boring to read, so just imagine how boring they can be to write. Dana thought it sucked that she was so good at writing nonsense disguised as legal jargon.
Finally, she was done removing the R's from her computer screen and she got her paperwork back out and proceeded to write up a contract between two people that were going to business together. She'd only just started typing when her lids started to feel heavy once more; she let her eyes drift up to the clock on the wall, knowing that she'd probably be disappointed. Rather surprised, she looked at the clock and found out that it was her lunchtime. She was relieved.
Quickly, she got up and grabbed her purse and suit jacket. She decided to take a walk in the park to wake herself up so she'd be able to conquer the rest of the day. She clocked out and grabbed a quick bran muffin in the lunchroom and then went toward the parking garage.
The heat was near unbearable outside and her car was stifling. Not wanting to ruin her nice suit jacket and blouse with sweat stains she grabbed her running tank top that she left in her car the last time she'd been to the laundry mat. She wished that she also had her bike pants as well, but of course beggars can't be choosers. In the privacy of her car and darkly tinted windows she took off her blouse and also her bra and zipped up the tank top, which had sports bra built inside. She also replaced her heels with a pair of keds she always kept in her car. She knew she wouldn't be able to run with her skirt on, but at least she could walk somewhat comfortably. After placing her mass of shoulder length brown curls into a ponytail, she put her car in gear and drove on to Woodward Flower Park.
When she arrived at the park she saw that quite a lot of people had decided to get out and enjoy the blooming flowers at the park. Dana wasn't concerned about the flowers. She intended to stick to the wooded area of the park which was more secluded and less crowded. When she got out of her car she got some stares from the other visitors of the park. She figured she did look a little odd, this skinny girl with a black and pink zipped up tank top, a short tan skirt, and to top it all off a pair of keds just to complete the look. Oh well, she didn't care. She was going to get some adrenaline pumping so she could stay awake the rest of the day.
She began her hike down into the wooded area. She had an hour and a half for lunch, so she took her time watching the squirrels annoy the dive-bombing birds. The silence of the woods was nice and the whole ambiance helped to awaken all of her senses. She became startled when the silence was suddenly broken by a very throaty female moan.
The sound coming from the bushes intrigued her. Her curiosity got the better of her and she went to the wooded area.
She worked her way through the plant life and followed the sound of the female keening. After working her way through all the different levels of trees and shrubs, she finally found the source of the sound.
In a small clearing, surrounded on all sides by foliage, was a man and a woman. Dana stopped dead in her tracks and then backed up slightly so she wouldn't be seen.
There was really no chance of them seeing her since the couple was otherwise engaged. Dana watched this couple sharing an intimate moment at the park.
The woman was gorgeous with long blonde hair splayed out on their multicolored quilt. Her body was amazing, the perfect c sized breasts with lovely dark nipples, a firm tummy, and long slender legs. She was on the quilt with her legs spread open and her obvious lover diligently licking away at her sweet spot.
Dana couldn't see much of the man, since his head was buried between the woman's thighs, though what she could see of him was pleasing with dark brown hair and a very muscular backside.
Dana saw the woman begin to massage the plentiful tissue of her breasts just as the man's licking attentions caused her to begin to shake. Dana felt herself become increasingly aroused as she watched the couple. Actually, the minute she happened upon the couple she had become aroused, and now she was so wet her underwear was soaked.
The scene was so erotic that she just needed to touch herself. She looked around her area of this grove of plant life and didn't think she could be seen by anyone. She quietly worked herself back a bit until she was up against the trunk of a really large sycamore. She could see the couple fairly clearly, but they could not she her.
Feeling confident that no could see her, she decided to become nearly as naked as the woman she was watching. Knowing that she would have to return to work and she didn't want to mess up her underwear or skirt, she took each off and carefully placed them on a branch of a young tree nearby. Leaning against her sycamore tree with her bottom half nude. She unzipped her jogging tank top and released her diminutive breasts.
The thrill of being naked in public excited her further, which also made her understand how the couple seemed to be highly aroused to a sort of an urgent degree. The fresh air felt wondrous on her naked flesh and caused her nipples to become rock hard.
Dana began to massage her breasts, which were somewhat smaller than the other woman's. She ran her palms over each erect nipple. She held back a moan caused by an added urgency from her pussy as she felt her wetness increase enough to begin dripping down her leg.
She continued to play with her breasts, pulling on the nipples as hard as she could stand it. She watched the woman begin to do the same thing, as if they were on the same wavelength.
Dana began to lust for the woman, wishing that she, and not the man, was buried between her long legs. Actually, she was attracted to both the man and the woman and she wished that she could join them and be a part of the sexual electricity they were producing.
Of course, there was a certain forbidden excitement to be had by watching them enjoy each other, which could be ruined by revealing herself. As she let her hand travel down between her legs, she parted her folds and began to rub herself. She saw the woman convulse once more from her lover's tongue and as she shook there was a definite squirt expelled from the woman's pussy, which the man caught beautifully in his mouth.
Dana was proud at the fact she could ejaculate, but it was truly amazing to watch another woman do this. Dana continued to pinch her nipples as her other hand worked diligently between her lower lips.
She felt how wet she'd become since her fingers were completely coated in her juices. She found her hole and pushed a finger up and inside herself. She pushed the fingers in and out as she watched the man get continually sprayed by the woman's cum.
Dana pushed her fingers in and out of herself faster and faster. She pulled her fingers out of her hole and ran them up the length of her sex until she found her clit and then rubbed vigorously on her hardened bud. With her spare hand she twisted and pulled on her nipple. Abruptly, and with a shocking force, her orgasm exploded. Her feminine juices came gushing out just as the woman had done.
Dana watched as the man pulled himself out between the woman's legs. She saw an electric connection between them when their eyes met; it communicated love, passion, and ultimate desire.
Dana continued to lightly rub herself as she watched the man come up to the woman and give her a very long and loving kiss, full with her wetness all over his chin, mouth, and lips. Dana wanted to be a part of what they were feeling so she took her own hand out from between her legs and put her fingers to and then into her mouth. She tasted herself and licked her fingers clean of all her juices, with the sweet water taste that many men in her life had thought was delicious, though too bad they hadn't stayed in her life.
She watched as the man perched himself atop of her. Her legs spread wide to allow him entrance. The woman placed her arm between them and grabbed on to his member and guided him into her dripping hole. The feeling of entrance must have been nearly too much to handle because the man let out a forceful grunt. Dana suddenly longed for the feeling of a nice firm cock between her legs. She started to wish that she'd brought along her gel dildo she'd named Bruno, so that she could at least simulate the feeling the woman was receiving. Instead, all she had was her fingers so she used them for all they were worth.
She watched the man thrust in and out of the woman with all his strength as her fingers found their way back to her moist center. The whole time the man was pushing himself in and out of the woman their eyes never lost contact, as if by looking away all would be lost and they would find out their love was just a fading dream.
Being a part of this and seeing the love between these two brought Dana to new levels of pleasure and she started to see within herself a possibility of love like theirs, if only the right man were to come along. Her fingers moved with each of the man's thrusts and she felt herself being overtaken by another orgasm. Her body shook against the sycamore and she felt like she might just topple the massive tree with her convulsions. If her uncontrollable shaking didn't kill the tree perhaps her continuous watering with her bodily juices might do the trick.
Finally it seemed that the man took one last hard thrust deep inside the beautiful woman and his whole body seemed to tense as a great and powerful orgasm was released out of him and into her. Dana climaxed in unison with the couple, all three bodies exploding into orgasmic bliss.
She continued to lightly rub as she watched the couple, curious as to what they might do next. They were so erotic together that it would be impossible for them to be done with their sexual adventure. The man pulled himself slowly out of the woman and she gave off an expression of slight sorrow because they were now two again instead of one entity joined.
The man stood over the woman and she immediately jumped up on her knees. The man turned slightly so that Dana now had a view of him. He was model gorgeous. No wonder these two people were together; they could put all of Hollywood to shame with their natural looks.
The man had dark brown hair, straight and combed back, with an ever so slight widows peak. He was chiseled from his face all the way down and tanned to a nice brown, nearly looking as if he might have a bit of Hispanic in his heritage. She watched his rippling muscles and the expression of love and devotion on his face. She saw the equally amazing woman grab his flaccid cock and begin to stroke it with her hand, all the while she looking at him with a pleased, submissive expression plastered to her face.
Dana began to rub herself hard as she watched the woman place his now hardening cock into her mouth. It had been ages since Dana had showed a man her extensive tongue talents. She missed the sounds of her lover as she took him to the edge and back using only her tongue. She missed the feeling of a nice hard cock pulsating in her mouth and the feeling of his hot cum sliding down her throat.
She watched the woman's head go back and forth, showing her desire to please her man. Dana rubbed faster as the woman's head moved faster and faster. She watched as the man could hardly stand up straight as the feeling of her lips caused him to sway with each sucking stroke of her full lips. The man looked near climax as Dana too felt herself nearing orgasm once more; this time it felt like the sonic boom, the orgasm of all orgasms.
She saw the man grab a hold of the woman's head and push himself deep into her mouth, his body quaking as his seed exploded into her mouth with her catching every last drop. The man made an animal like roar as his orgasmic release overtook his whole form.
"Ah! I love you Shauna! I love you so much!" roared the man as the woman sucked every bit of cum out of his member.
That was it for Dana her orgasm exploded with such a force that she saw stars. Her body was overcome and with one arm she held on to the tree for dear life as her other hand worked furiously at her pussy. She could no longer hold herself back and as her juices came pouring out she let out her own animal-like roar. She opened her eyes long enough to see that she'd startled the couple and they were now scrambling to gather clothing and run out of the woods, now scared of being seen.
She continued to rub herself since the orgasm hadn't abated as of yet and she continued to shake with the ultimate release. Her pussy muscles pushed and contracted continuously as her juices constantly gushed out of her.
Finally, she felt the orgasm begin its slow ebb until it was regretfully over. She pulled her wet hand from her lower lips and, leaning back against the tree, she let out a slow sigh. She caught her breath and quickly gave her nipples an extra tweak.
She looked longingly to the clearing for the couple, only to find it deserted. She decided it was time to start heading back to work. Looking at her watch she knew if she left now she'd probably make it back with ten minutes to spare so she could get straightened up.
She noticed how sticky and wet her thighs were and decided against replacing the panties. She grabbed her skirt and started to pull it back on her hips, but just then she got her own scare. She heard a male grunt from somewhere in the woods. She looked over her shoulder, knowing it couldn't be the couple back for more. She knew the sound had come from somewhere ahead of her. Could there be that someone had been watching her as she pleasured herself?
With the idea planted in her head she was convinced and became rather scared. She haphazardly pulled her skirt up and grabbed her keds and took off like a bat out of hell. She couldn't be sure in what direction the sound had came from so she just ran straight ahead. As she was running through the brush, it was impossible to keep and eye on where she was running and to attempt to zip up her tank top at the same time. That's when she came crashing into the object of her startle.
The two people crashed into each other with such a force that the man had fallen to the ground, with the woman he was watching standing over him. The man hadn't realized that a grunt had came from his mouth and so he hadn't been ready when the woman he was watching had taken off at a dead run. He had been going through his own orgasm with cock in hand the minute he saw her heading toward him and he had no time to prepare his stance against her charge.
Dana looked down at her running victim. He was good looking, more her type than the model guy that was with the model gal she was watching. He had long hair for a guy, nearly shoulder length but not quite; it had a slight wave to it and had a light brown color. She stared speechless for a minute at his disheveled appearance, hair all messed up and shirt and tie all catawampus. She looked lower and saw his pants down around his ankles along with his underwear, his lower half fully exposed to her view. She gave a look over her shoulder and saw that he had seen a full view of her sycamore tree, though no view of the clearing where the couple had been.
Realization struck her like a tidal wave. This man had been masturbating to the sight of her masturbating without any sight of the erotic couple that had caused her to delve into her own urges. She was struck frozen for a moment; the thought of someone having no control because of a view of her was an immediate turn on and a shock to her senses. She had never imagined that someone would have to masturbate upon seeing her pleasure herself.
She willed herself to move and turned back around. The guy was saying something, but she couldn't be sure what, probably some kind of excuse as to why he was watching her, forgetful of the fact she shouldn't have been nearly nude in the park either. She caught a look down at herself, her jogging tank top only clasped at the bottom and her breasts fully exposed, her skirt hiked up on one side showing off one toned thigh and probably a bit of ass in the back. Next she took a look at the panties balled up in her fist.
Finally, she registered the man who had grown silent at her personal inspection. He was staring at everything she had just noticed about her appearance, his eyes explored every inch of her, her breasts, the exposed thigh, and the balled up panties. She noticed his exposed half and he noticed where her eyes were going, his cock was standing straight up in full erection even though there was obvious splooge in his hand. She had gotten him back up to full erection just by standing there, even after he'd masturbated himself to climax.
Dana thought back to her wish of a nice cock to fill her pussy, the though bringing back a new desire. Plus, his reaction to her nearly naked form made her horny as well. The burning need to feel a nice hard cock inside her once more filled her thoughts and dumped out everything else.
She walked over to the man; he cringed a little as if he thought she was going to attempt to beat the hell out of him. She straddled his middle and his expression changed to one of total amazement. She raised up her skirt and he snuck a quick up close peek at her nicely shave pussy. When she grabbed his hard member he jumped, as if he didn't believe this was actually happening. Dana actually didn't believe she was really doing this; it was all a part of her park fantasy dreamed up while asleep at her computer at work.
She took a hold of his cock and guided it into her moist, tight hole. She pushed herself down on him and heard him give off the same grunt she'd heard only moments ago from her side of the bushes. His hands came up and fully unclasped the jogging tank and pulled it from her shoulders. He brought himself up to rest on his elbows, and he took one of her breasts into his mouth. Though somewhat small, in Dana's opinion, they were at least a mouth full. His tongue twirled and swirled over her nipple.
Dana felt so tired. She was falling asleep at work and that was bad, especially when she looked at her computer screen and saw she had written multiple lines of R's all the way across the screen. She knew why she was so tired; she had stayed up late last night watching sappy romance movies on the American Movie Classics channel. You see, Dana was in that state of flux, the one in between the time when one relationship has been dead and buried and the next new budding romance is slow to come along.
The flux is a depressing state as well as a very frustrating one. The depression comes from a lack of human contact and the frustration comes from a lack of sex. Lately, it seemed that she had to keep her brain from thinking of anything sexual because it had been so long since she'd been laid that she would instantly become horny. So last night she'd been up late; the first half of the night was spent watching romantic movies and the other half of the night was spent masturbating because she'd let her mind wander.
Dana knew she couldn't take this much longer; she was the type of person that just needs to be with someone. She wasn't the clingy type; she just weathered things better when she was in a relationship. It didn't help much that she had the most boring job in the whole wide world. She worked at a small law firm on Utica near the hospital. She wasn't a lawyer, instead her job was to write all the legal documents for court or what ever they needed. If you've ever read a legal document, be it a contract or divorce papers, you'd know that they are very wordy and fairly boring to read, so just imagine how boring they can be to write. Dana thought it sucked that she was so good at writing nonsense disguised as legal jargon.
Finally, she was done removing the R's from her computer screen and she got her paperwork back out and proceeded to write up a contract between two people that were going to business together. She'd only just started typing when her lids started to feel heavy once more; she let her eyes drift up to the clock on the wall, knowing that she'd probably be disappointed. Rather surprised, she looked at the clock and found out that it was her lunchtime. She was relieved.
Quickly, she got up and grabbed her purse and suit jacket. She decided to take a walk in the park to wake herself up so she'd be able to conquer the rest of the day. She clocked out and grabbed a quick bran muffin in the lunchroom and then went toward the parking garage.
The heat was near unbearable outside and her car was stifling. Not wanting to ruin her nice suit jacket and blouse with sweat stains she grabbed her running tank top that she left in her car the last time she'd been to the laundry mat. She wished that she also had her bike pants as well, but of course beggars can't be choosers. In the privacy of her car and darkly tinted windows she took off her blouse and also her bra and zipped up the tank top, which had sports bra built inside. She also replaced her heels with a pair of keds she always kept in her car. She knew she wouldn't be able to run with her skirt on, but at least she could walk somewhat comfortably. After placing her mass of shoulder length brown curls into a ponytail, she put her car in gear and drove on to Woodward Flower Park.
When she arrived at the park she saw that quite a lot of people had decided to get out and enjoy the blooming flowers at the park. Dana wasn't concerned about the flowers. She intended to stick to the wooded area of the park which was more secluded and less crowded. When she got out of her car she got some stares from the other visitors of the park. She figured she did look a little odd, this skinny girl with a black and pink zipped up tank top, a short tan skirt, and to top it all off a pair of keds just to complete the look. Oh well, she didn't care. She was going to get some adrenaline pumping so she could stay awake the rest of the day.
She began her hike down into the wooded area. She had an hour and a half for lunch, so she took her time watching the squirrels annoy the dive-bombing birds. The silence of the woods was nice and the whole ambiance helped to awaken all of her senses. She became startled when the silence was suddenly broken by a very throaty female moan.
The sound coming from the bushes intrigued her. Her curiosity got the better of her and she went to the wooded area.
She worked her way through the plant life and followed the sound of the female keening. After working her way through all the different levels of trees and shrubs, she finally found the source of the sound.
In a small clearing, surrounded on all sides by foliage, was a man and a woman. Dana stopped dead in her tracks and then backed up slightly so she wouldn't be seen.
There was really no chance of them seeing her since the couple was otherwise engaged. Dana watched this couple sharing an intimate moment at the park.
The woman was gorgeous with long blonde hair splayed out on their multicolored quilt. Her body was amazing, the perfect c sized breasts with lovely dark nipples, a firm tummy, and long slender legs. She was on the quilt with her legs spread open and her obvious lover diligently licking away at her sweet spot.
Dana couldn't see much of the man, since his head was buried between the woman's thighs, though what she could see of him was pleasing with dark brown hair and a very muscular backside.
Dana saw the woman begin to massage the plentiful tissue of her breasts just as the man's licking attentions caused her to begin to shake. Dana felt herself become increasingly aroused as she watched the couple. Actually, the minute she happened upon the couple she had become aroused, and now she was so wet her underwear was soaked.
The scene was so erotic that she just needed to touch herself. She looked around her area of this grove of plant life and didn't think she could be seen by anyone. She quietly worked herself back a bit until she was up against the trunk of a really large sycamore. She could see the couple fairly clearly, but they could not she her.
Feeling confident that no could see her, she decided to become nearly as naked as the woman she was watching. Knowing that she would have to return to work and she didn't want to mess up her underwear or skirt, she took each off and carefully placed them on a branch of a young tree nearby. Leaning against her sycamore tree with her bottom half nude. She unzipped her jogging tank top and released her diminutive breasts.
The thrill of being naked in public excited her further, which also made her understand how the couple seemed to be highly aroused to a sort of an urgent degree. The fresh air felt wondrous on her naked flesh and caused her nipples to become rock hard.
Dana began to massage her breasts, which were somewhat smaller than the other woman's. She ran her palms over each erect nipple. She held back a moan caused by an added urgency from her pussy as she felt her wetness increase enough to begin dripping down her leg.
She continued to play with her breasts, pulling on the nipples as hard as she could stand it. She watched the woman begin to do the same thing, as if they were on the same wavelength.
Dana began to lust for the woman, wishing that she, and not the man, was buried between her long legs. Actually, she was attracted to both the man and the woman and she wished that she could join them and be a part of the sexual electricity they were producing.
Of course, there was a certain forbidden excitement to be had by watching them enjoy each other, which could be ruined by revealing herself. As she let her hand travel down between her legs, she parted her folds and began to rub herself. She saw the woman convulse once more from her lover's tongue and as she shook there was a definite squirt expelled from the woman's pussy, which the man caught beautifully in his mouth.
Dana was proud at the fact she could ejaculate, but it was truly amazing to watch another woman do this. Dana continued to pinch her nipples as her other hand worked diligently between her lower lips.
She felt how wet she'd become since her fingers were completely coated in her juices. She found her hole and pushed a finger up and inside herself. She pushed the fingers in and out as she watched the man get continually sprayed by the woman's cum.
Dana pushed her fingers in and out of herself faster and faster. She pulled her fingers out of her hole and ran them up the length of her sex until she found her clit and then rubbed vigorously on her hardened bud. With her spare hand she twisted and pulled on her nipple. Abruptly, and with a shocking force, her orgasm exploded. Her feminine juices came gushing out just as the woman had done.
Dana watched as the man pulled himself out between the woman's legs. She saw an electric connection between them when their eyes met; it communicated love, passion, and ultimate desire.
Dana continued to lightly rub herself as she watched the man come up to the woman and give her a very long and loving kiss, full with her wetness all over his chin, mouth, and lips. Dana wanted to be a part of what they were feeling so she took her own hand out from between her legs and put her fingers to and then into her mouth. She tasted herself and licked her fingers clean of all her juices, with the sweet water taste that many men in her life had thought was delicious, though too bad they hadn't stayed in her life.
She watched as the man perched himself atop of her. Her legs spread wide to allow him entrance. The woman placed her arm between them and grabbed on to his member and guided him into her dripping hole. The feeling of entrance must have been nearly too much to handle because the man let out a forceful grunt. Dana suddenly longed for the feeling of a nice firm cock between her legs. She started to wish that she'd brought along her gel dildo she'd named Bruno, so that she could at least simulate the feeling the woman was receiving. Instead, all she had was her fingers so she used them for all they were worth.
She watched the man thrust in and out of the woman with all his strength as her fingers found their way back to her moist center. The whole time the man was pushing himself in and out of the woman their eyes never lost contact, as if by looking away all would be lost and they would find out their love was just a fading dream.
Being a part of this and seeing the love between these two brought Dana to new levels of pleasure and she started to see within herself a possibility of love like theirs, if only the right man were to come along. Her fingers moved with each of the man's thrusts and she felt herself being overtaken by another orgasm. Her body shook against the sycamore and she felt like she might just topple the massive tree with her convulsions. If her uncontrollable shaking didn't kill the tree perhaps her continuous watering with her bodily juices might do the trick.
Finally it seemed that the man took one last hard thrust deep inside the beautiful woman and his whole body seemed to tense as a great and powerful orgasm was released out of him and into her. Dana climaxed in unison with the couple, all three bodies exploding into orgasmic bliss.
She continued to lightly rub as she watched the couple, curious as to what they might do next. They were so erotic together that it would be impossible for them to be done with their sexual adventure. The man pulled himself slowly out of the woman and she gave off an expression of slight sorrow because they were now two again instead of one entity joined.
The man stood over the woman and she immediately jumped up on her knees. The man turned slightly so that Dana now had a view of him. He was model gorgeous. No wonder these two people were together; they could put all of Hollywood to shame with their natural looks.
The man had dark brown hair, straight and combed back, with an ever so slight widows peak. He was chiseled from his face all the way down and tanned to a nice brown, nearly looking as if he might have a bit of Hispanic in his heritage. She watched his rippling muscles and the expression of love and devotion on his face. She saw the equally amazing woman grab his flaccid cock and begin to stroke it with her hand, all the while she looking at him with a pleased, submissive expression plastered to her face.
Dana began to rub herself hard as she watched the woman place his now hardening cock into her mouth. It had been ages since Dana had showed a man her extensive tongue talents. She missed the sounds of her lover as she took him to the edge and back using only her tongue. She missed the feeling of a nice hard cock pulsating in her mouth and the feeling of his hot cum sliding down her throat.
She watched the woman's head go back and forth, showing her desire to please her man. Dana rubbed faster as the woman's head moved faster and faster. She watched as the man could hardly stand up straight as the feeling of her lips caused him to sway with each sucking stroke of her full lips. The man looked near climax as Dana too felt herself nearing orgasm once more; this time it felt like the sonic boom, the orgasm of all orgasms.
She saw the man grab a hold of the woman's head and push himself deep into her mouth, his body quaking as his seed exploded into her mouth with her catching every last drop. The man made an animal like roar as his orgasmic release overtook his whole form.
"Ah! I love you Shauna! I love you so much!" roared the man as the woman sucked every bit of cum out of his member.
That was it for Dana her orgasm exploded with such a force that she saw stars. Her body was overcome and with one arm she held on to the tree for dear life as her other hand worked furiously at her pussy. She could no longer hold herself back and as her juices came pouring out she let out her own animal-like roar. She opened her eyes long enough to see that she'd startled the couple and they were now scrambling to gather clothing and run out of the woods, now scared of being seen.
She continued to rub herself since the orgasm hadn't abated as of yet and she continued to shake with the ultimate release. Her pussy muscles pushed and contracted continuously as her juices constantly gushed out of her.
Finally, she felt the orgasm begin its slow ebb until it was regretfully over. She pulled her wet hand from her lower lips and, leaning back against the tree, she let out a slow sigh. She caught her breath and quickly gave her nipples an extra tweak.
She looked longingly to the clearing for the couple, only to find it deserted. She decided it was time to start heading back to work. Looking at her watch she knew if she left now she'd probably make it back with ten minutes to spare so she could get straightened up.
She noticed how sticky and wet her thighs were and decided against replacing the panties. She grabbed her skirt and started to pull it back on her hips, but just then she got her own scare. She heard a male grunt from somewhere in the woods. She looked over her shoulder, knowing it couldn't be the couple back for more. She knew the sound had come from somewhere ahead of her. Could there be that someone had been watching her as she pleasured herself?
With the idea planted in her head she was convinced and became rather scared. She haphazardly pulled her skirt up and grabbed her keds and took off like a bat out of hell. She couldn't be sure in what direction the sound had came from so she just ran straight ahead. As she was running through the brush, it was impossible to keep and eye on where she was running and to attempt to zip up her tank top at the same time. That's when she came crashing into the object of her startle.
The two people crashed into each other with such a force that the man had fallen to the ground, with the woman he was watching standing over him. The man hadn't realized that a grunt had came from his mouth and so he hadn't been ready when the woman he was watching had taken off at a dead run. He had been going through his own orgasm with cock in hand the minute he saw her heading toward him and he had no time to prepare his stance against her charge.
Dana looked down at her running victim. He was good looking, more her type than the model guy that was with the model gal she was watching. He had long hair for a guy, nearly shoulder length but not quite; it had a slight wave to it and had a light brown color. She stared speechless for a minute at his disheveled appearance, hair all messed up and shirt and tie all catawampus. She looked lower and saw his pants down around his ankles along with his underwear, his lower half fully exposed to her view. She gave a look over her shoulder and saw that he had seen a full view of her sycamore tree, though no view of the clearing where the couple had been.
Realization struck her like a tidal wave. This man had been masturbating to the sight of her masturbating without any sight of the erotic couple that had caused her to delve into her own urges. She was struck frozen for a moment; the thought of someone having no control because of a view of her was an immediate turn on and a shock to her senses. She had never imagined that someone would have to masturbate upon seeing her pleasure herself.
She willed herself to move and turned back around. The guy was saying something, but she couldn't be sure what, probably some kind of excuse as to why he was watching her, forgetful of the fact she shouldn't have been nearly nude in the park either. She caught a look down at herself, her jogging tank top only clasped at the bottom and her breasts fully exposed, her skirt hiked up on one side showing off one toned thigh and probably a bit of ass in the back. Next she took a look at the panties balled up in her fist.
Finally, she registered the man who had grown silent at her personal inspection. He was staring at everything she had just noticed about her appearance, his eyes explored every inch of her, her breasts, the exposed thigh, and the balled up panties. She noticed his exposed half and he noticed where her eyes were going, his cock was standing straight up in full erection even though there was obvious splooge in his hand. She had gotten him back up to full erection just by standing there, even after he'd masturbated himself to climax.
Dana thought back to her wish of a nice cock to fill her pussy, the though bringing back a new desire. Plus, his reaction to her nearly naked form made her horny as well. The burning need to feel a nice hard cock inside her once more filled her thoughts and dumped out everything else.
She walked over to the man; he cringed a little as if he thought she was going to attempt to beat the hell out of him. She straddled his middle and his expression changed to one of total amazement. She raised up her skirt and he snuck a quick up close peek at her nicely shave pussy. When she grabbed his hard member he jumped, as if he didn't believe this was actually happening. Dana actually didn't believe she was really doing this; it was all a part of her park fantasy dreamed up while asleep at her computer at work.
She took a hold of his cock and guided it into her moist, tight hole. She pushed herself down on him and heard him give off the same grunt she'd heard only moments ago from her side of the bushes. His hands came up and fully unclasped the jogging tank and pulled it from her shoulders. He brought himself up to rest on his elbows, and he took one of her breasts into his mouth. Though somewhat small, in Dana's opinion, they were at least a mouth full. His tongue twirled and swirled over her nipple.
Just a note.
I've had a few ideas here and there for new stories, but since I've started a new job recently I've been very busy. I plan to take some of my old stories off a site called literotica and bring them here.
So, I'll give these old stories new life over in my blog. Enjoy....
So, I'll give these old stories new life over in my blog. Enjoy....
Thursday, June 11, 2009
I just want good sex.
I just want one night of good sex. Sex that makes you cum over and over again. Sex that makes you want more. Sex that wears you out completely, but leaves you totally satisfied.
I miss good sex. I used to have good sex, but lately good sex is not so easy to come by. I want good sex, I want hot wild beastly sex.
Anyone want to tell about their good sex they've had recently. Please, I need to live vicariously.
I miss good sex. I used to have good sex, but lately good sex is not so easy to come by. I want good sex, I want hot wild beastly sex.
Anyone want to tell about their good sex they've had recently. Please, I need to live vicariously.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Hey peeps.
I just wanted to let you know I haven't ran off with a sugar daddy and gone to live on some exotic island where there is no Internet connection. Hate to say it, I'm still here just trying to survive.
I've been busy as per usual. Not enough time for to dip into the erotic oceans, as I might like. I have to admit that I'm starting to get real discouraged on the whole idea of male sexual talents. I'm serious. There just doesn't seem to be enough men out there who really know how to please a woman.
I mean this girl can take care of herself if she has to, but she just loves it when a man takes charge and knows exactly where to touch her and how to touch her without a flashlight and a map. I'm just beginning to feel as if the truly sexually talented man is a thing of the past and a girl gets a bit tired of playing the teacher over and over again.
I know this is my first blog in nearly a year and it's going to be a little disappointing, because I'm not going to sit here and give you a juicy story, instead I want to give some men out there some tips...
If you this sounds too tedious for you, then go on your merry way.
First off, I'm sick and tired of men trying to seduce you with their wallets. I don't really care how much money you make or if I choose to go with you I'd never have to work a day in my life. Please! Get real dude!
I can take care of myself and the size of your wallet does nothing for the moisture between my legs. Instead of telling me the size of your wallet, how about you tell me the size of something a little more meaty...
Now if a woman chooses to go off with you to do whatever, please do not tell her that it's been sooo long since a woman has given you any attention. We do not need to hear how desperate you are. There's also a good chance that what you consider a long time is not time at all to most women.
If a man says he's been married for 20 years, then he better have the sexual skills to back it up. I was married once for a total of 72 hours (it was Vegas). I'd be willing to bet that I have more sexual talent in my pinkie finger than a certain man I met recently who claimed he'd been married for 20 years.
If that's all the sexual education you got out of the marriage, then no wonder that the wife left you!
Here's some tips boys. Not every women is the same, what one likes another will not. You have to listen to the woman. Listen to her moans, pay attention to the responses her body gives you. Take your fucking time, fucking!!
It is not about getting to the finish line the fastest, it is about who can fucking scream the loudest.
Let the woman lead, don't just rush in there.
Kissing is wonderful a man who doesn't like kissing isn't worth my time. I love to kiss and to be kissed. Think back to the times when you were a teenager and all you did was make out. A man who can hold off and just make out will always get the surprise in the end.
Take your time because you just might end up with a wild beast on your hands once she's properly stimulated.
Okay, guys say you get to the boobs. The lady lets you grab the tits. You get the hand up under the shirt without getting slapped. The tits are critical.
So many men claim to want the woman with the big tits, but mostly when those men get the big huge tits, they don't know what to do with them! Hell, most don't even know what to do with the small or medium sized tits. You need to learn to take care of the tits!
First off you need to find out what kind of woman you have. You need to see if nipple stimulation has any reaction on your woman.
Personally I can tell you that my nipples are ultra sensitive. I absolutely love it when a man takes his time to really play with my breasts and my nipples, but only if he's gentle.
I don't like a man who comes in and acts like he's breast feeding. If I wanted breast feeding I would have a baby! I also don't like a man who gains access to the breasts but doesn't remove the bra.
It is a turn off for me if I have to stop everything to remove my bra and I do not enjoy it as much if the bra is merely pushed up over my tits. The bra is tight, it's supposed to be tight, when it's pushed over the boobs, it's really tight. If I don't get any blood to my nipples I won't be able to feel you trying to nurse off of them.
I know the answer to part of that is to not wear the bra at all. Yes, while that's a wonderful idea it is not always the best of ideas to go braless. One might wish they could go braless all the time, but it's not always the best policy.
So, you gain access to the tits. Perhaps you brush up on your bra skills. Go by a bra or two and practice undoing the clips. There's no shame in polishing your skills. Who knows you might even get a date with the hot clerk at the Victoria Secrets counter. Tell her you're brushing up on your bra skills, maybe she might even let you try it out on her, in the dressing room!! It could happen.
Now ask the women to remove the bra, or go for it without asking. I'm sure she'll tell you if you are over the lines.
Once you get the breast all exposed and unhindered, I want you to treat it like a ice cream sundae, complete with the cherry on top. You got to be gentle with your sundae, ice cream is not something that you man handle.
You have to lick all around your sundae to prevent it from dripping. Only at the end do you get to play with the cherry. Even when you get to the top of your sundae, you still have to be careful.
Run your tongue all around the nipple and then flick your tongue over the tip. Once she's (I'm) good and hard, then you can slowly suckle, but gently.
Listen to her moaning, and her breathing. If she's pulling you in closer and running her fingers through your hair then she's enjoying what you are doing. Only after you've dedicated a lot of time to the breasts and nipple area are you freed to move lower.
What not to do in this situation is clumsily go for the waist band and thrust your hand inside her panties and then proceed to treat her like a bowling ball. A woman is not a bowling ball. A gynecologist has more tact and finesse than some men out there.
Hey guys in looking for a pic of the vagina and the mysterious clit that not many men seem to know how to find, I found the best site ever. This was how I was going to lay it down for you guys, but it's already done right here.
http://www.infosex.com/home.htm
Check out and only come back when you're a sexually experienced adult.
I want to plaster that site all over the web. I want to had the url out in bars.
"Hey cutie, go to www.infosex.com then give me a call." <-- said in that husky sex chat voice. One point I'd like to reiterate is hands and nails. If you are a labor worker, nothing against labor workers they are some of the hottest m
en out there.... BUT they have rough hands.I've heard it said that corn huskers lotion is the best thing for rough manly hands. There is no shame in wanting your hands to be baby smooth for the woman you want to please. Be her the woman you come home to every night or that not young piece of ass up at the local tavern you've been trying to nail since the last full moon.
Get yourself some Corn Huskers Lotion and treat her to that smooth touch.
There's nothing I hate more than to have my insides ripped by a rough hand. Also, the nails. Make sure guys that your nails are all clean and that they are trimmed without any rough hangnails.
You know when I'm laying down in my bed, intent on a night of pleasuring myself (I do it often) I make sure that my hands are soft (the most work my hands get is a keyboard) and that my nails are trimmed at least and filed smooth. Also, I sanitize.
I guess I'm a bit of a germaphobe, but I got a bottle of purell right by the bed. I don't want any rouge germs getting up inside my love cave. *he he*
I have stopped some men (intent on treating me like a bowling ball) from infecting me with their dirty finger nails. At times I just wanted to say, "Didn't your mom teach you how to use a nail brush or something?"
A long time ago I heard it said that a woman could spot a sexually talented man, by looking at his hands. No, it's not the size of his hands. If he has soft well manicured hands that is a sign of a sexually talented man. This man actually cares about how his woman feels and what she feels...
As the blog I gave you up above, if your hands are nice and she's allowed you access into her cove of pleasure, then you must be nice to the clit. Do not treat her like a bowling ball!!!
Though you shouldn't go straight for the clit either. Tease her, turn her on... slowly but surely. Dance around the clit, touch everywhere, but gently.
As the other blogger said, if you can get your lover to show you how she masturbates then go for it, but don't get so caught up in how horny you are that you forget to pay attention.
Watch her and pay attention. Then you can mimic her movements. If she masturbates a certain way the that's the way she likes it... don't go back on your messed up 'training' remembering how your girlfriend back in high school liked to be stroked. Be in the moment.
Remember that a clit is a bit like a penis. If you don't want your lover to grab you dick and rub the crap out of the head of your dick, then don't do the same to your lover.
Be gentle with the clit, just as you expect us to be gentle with the dick.
Think of it like a computer mouse. The clit is the scroller thingy. You just want to move you finger across it...
You can put on more pressure as your woman responds. Try to put some moisture on the clit. If you are there with the clit then your woman should be nice and wet by now. Spread that wetness around. It's called lubrication for a reason.
Now, if your woman isn't wet, then perhaps you need to move back up to the breast stimulation or even the making out and kissing. If she's not wet by now then you may be doing something wrong... I'm just saying. Or *gasp* maybe SHE'S just not that into you!!!
If you're woman is letting you please her with your finger. Keep it above ground for a while. For me I don't really liked to be reamed by a man's finger. The finger is never as pleasurable as the cock. Generally, the finger hurts because a man is more forceful with his finger than he's willing to be with his cock (well in certain situations).
I really don't care for it when the gynecologist reams me with a finger and I don't like it when a lover does it either. I prefer clit action as opposed to finger jammed in vagina action. I mean if you really want to put something up inside then I've got some very nice sanitized vibrating toys, all kinds of colors and sizes!
Now if you're between my legs and rubbing me with your finger I'm going to expect your tongue to be next. They just go hand and hand.
I love oral. I know some women don't like it at all, but that's only because they've never had it.... honestly. Those who have experienced oral, love it.
For a good portion of woman's life, oral sex is the only way she can experience orgasm. Seriously.
I love oral. If I receive I will give back... I promise. Though and this might sound like a greedy guy, but I absolutely hate giving oral and not receiving any in return.
There have been times that I did not want to completely put out (perish the thought), but guys expect just because I don't want to climb on top of them in their truck with the too low ceiling, this means that I should go down on them and not get my pleasure in return.
I think from this point on I should hold on to the giving of pleasure until I receive it. I want to scream and shake, twist and shout just as much as he does. Why should I be expected to 'kiss it' on him, when I hold him to no other standards if I'm unwilling to check in to some sleazy motel for a hour an a half (okay, okay twenty minutes). I want my release too you selfish bastard.
Guys this is why hetero women suddenly decide to date lesbian or bi women...
I know some ladies that I could call up in a heart beat who'd be all too willing to help me out in my plight of dissatisfaction.
Anyways, I'm not man-hating. I love men, in all their I just want to kick their ass up between their shoulder blades ways....
I just want some give and take from the male community. I just want a wild night of passion. One where I'm pleased and he's pleased. He takes his time and listens and knows just want to do...
I want that. I need that...
That's all for now. I promise more steamy erotica next time.
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