After Donna and her cousin........
Id been to the nightclub earlier in the week with Donna.
The place, a converted chapel, had made an impression on
me. Donna had left town to continue her holiday and had passed
me to her cousin. This being my last evening in town before
flying home, I had decided to see what the place was like
on a Friday night.
I bought a drink and soon found myself talking with an attractive
woman in her late twenties who introduced herself as Julie.
Looking toned and athletic with long black hair, a short
skirt, long, shapely legs and a firm rounded bust, her halter
top displayed a discrete, deep cleavage. Julie is quick
to laugh and we got on well, chatting easily about my wife,
kids and her recent divorce; soon we were dancing. An hour
went by and we still hadnt left the dance floor. This time
when the music slowed, she snuggled her body close so that
I could smell her perfume. I was now very aware of her breasts
against my chest and, with her crotch against mine, my cock
was already swollen. Her mouth found mine and, our tongues
flickering, we kissed for a few brief seconds. Her mouth
then found my ear. Can I interest you in coffee at home,
she whispered, my girls are with their father for the weekend.
Her home in suburbia was modest but very pleasant with evidence
of her daughters everywhere and we sat on bean bags in the
lounge. We had both opted for wine in lieu of coffee. She
had sat close to me and, as I put my arm out, she snuggled close;
our mouths met and, again our tongues flickered, now prolonged
and sensuously, my cock becoming rapidly aroused. Suddenly,
to my surprise, Julie slid her thigh across mine, her hand
now caressing the length of my cock. Hmm, I thought in the
nightclub you were big she observed, and I was right.
I asked, joking, if she usually checked mens cocks out
in nightclubs. Only if theyre showing the right potential,
she replied, giggling, now pulling at my zip. Seconds later
I was laying naked from the waist down still on the bean bags.
Julie had lifted my thighs and her tongue was erotically
flickering between my buttocks, finally gently probing
my anus. Then, after sucking each testicle fully into her
mouth in turn, she gently lowered my thighs, her tongue
now progressively flickered along my shaft until her lips
closed around its head. She pulled her hair to one side and
I watched, intrigued and increasingly aroused, as almost
the full length of my cock disappeared inside her mouth
and obviously into her throat. Suddenly she seemed to gag
and the cock quickly emerged. I thought that Id take its
full length, she panted, but its just too big. However,
it seems that youre about to cum! Expertly she sucked
my cock, pumping it with one hand as the other reached for
her glass of wine. As I exploded she directed the ejaculation
into the wineglass and we watched as the semen changed the
consistency of the white wine. She licked the remaining
drips of semen off my cock and then, swirling the glass,
drank the contents. Thats what I call a cocktail, she
murmured, putting the empty glass on the table and sliding
away from the bean bag, and now its your turn. Soon she
lay naked on the carpet as I licked and sucked her labia and
clitoris. She screamed, orgasming quickly and powerfully,
her juices flooding my mouth, her entire body threshing.
As she lay, recuperating, I slowly made my way up her body.
That is quite a tongue you have, she murmured, and you
certainly know how to use it! Her pubic hair had been waxed
to a vertical runway strip. My hands found her breasts,
the nipples now relaxing as I kissed her flat stomach, making
my way to her ribcage. Squeezing one breast I sucked the
other, outlining the nipples with my tongue and admiring
the size of the aureoles. As I kissed her armpits and then
her shoulders, she squirmed and I could feel her hands guiding
my cock, parting her labia. Our mouths met again and she
writhed as it started to penetrate deep inside her. She
was very wet and tight. I love to feel a big cock inside me,
she murmured. I asked if her ex-husband had a big cock. No,
she replied, that was just one of the problems that I had
with him. Her voice tapered off. I had started to pump
her and she was starting to thresh again, her arms pulling
my head to her. She orgasmed and remained aroused, as I pumped,
rippling from orgasm to orgasm. The minutes and orgasms
ticked by and she was clearly getting exhausted. I asked
her if she wanted me to stop. No, she shrilled. Suddenly
there was no choice as I exploded a second load, this time
deep inside her. As we relaxed she started to giggle. Look
where the bean bags are, she murmured. I looked and realized
that we had traveled, in our enthusiastic fucking, some
5 meters from the bean bags. No wonder I have carpet burns
on my buttocks, she exclaimed, lets continue in bed.
Next morning she was still sleeping as I showered and dressed.
Finally she awoke and we phoned for a taxi. As we waited just
inside the door, we cuddled, our mouths locked again together.
This woman is very special. Highly intelligent and sexy,
she has a beautiful demeanor and is very attractive. Things
could certainly be different under other circumstances.
As I entered the hotel, the porter greeted me. Beautiful
morning for an early morning walk sir!
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