Story 25 #2
Then, they were at her apartment. They headed in, and when the door was closed, she took hold of one of his hands, squeezing it, and then she leaned in to kiss him lightly on the lips.
It was a tender moment, and after the way that she had been acting in the car, he had to admit that he had been expecting something more.
But he didn’t have to wait for that.
Holding his hand, she led him through to the bedroom. He let her lead him, even though he found himself wanting nothing more than to grab hold of her, to feel that body, to tear that dress off and have his way with her.
When they were in the bedroom, however, she let go, giving in to her desires.
She pulled him to her, and then they were kissing one another, even more passionately than before.
Her hands were on his body, and his hands were on hers.
They moved over her curves and then one of his hands went to her ass while the other hand went up over her stomach, feeling how supple it was, and then his hand brushed over one of her breasts, feeling that gorgeous, sensual shape, wanting more of her as his other hand gripped her ass,
his fingers digging into her, and one of her hands moved beneath his shirt, moving over his abs before both of her hands went to the front of his shirt and began to undo it.
She got his shirt undone, and then her kisses were moving down to his throat, over his chest, and he held her, his hands moving over that wonderful, curvy body of hers.
One of his hands went to one of her breasts, and he felt that her nipple was already stiff, pushing at the dress.
His thumb rubbed back and forth at it through the dress.
She raised her face to look at him, and then she stepped back from him, a wicked smile on her lips.
He pushed his shirt off as she did this, and she looked at his body, taking it all in.
Then, he stepped to her, holding out his hands, and she came to him. He took hold of her and kissed her, and then his kisses moved to one of her shoulders.
One of his hands went to the shoulder, and he pulled the strap of her dress down. His other hand went to the other side and pulled the strap down there as well.
He tugged at her dress then, feeling the way that it clung to her body as he pulled it down.
Then, suddenly, her breasts were exposed, popping free, and they were even bigger than he had thought that they would be.
He looked at them in amazement, at the large nipples that he had already briefly acquainted himself with.
She smiled at him, and then she bounced on the balls of her feet, making her breasts jiggle in the most incredible way.
He grabbed her waist then and pulled her to him, kissing her, and then his hands were on her breasts, massaging them, before he lifted one of them, bending down to it and kissing it, his tongue moving around the nipple before his lips pushed against it, sucking on it,
and she was moaning as he did this.
Then, he felt her undoing his pants as he moved from one breast to the other and back again.
He felt her pushing them down, and then she had his cock out, huge, hard, and heavy in her hand. She jerked him off, moaning happily as he continued having his fun with her breasts.
One of his hands slid down the front of her body and pulled her dress up, going to her panties, where he had briefly played with her before.
There was no holding back this time as his hand pushed down into her panties, finding the warmth of her pussy, spreading her lips and rubbing at them before moving to her clit, moving back and forth over it, her body shaking as she cried out.
He raised his face to look at her.
Then, taking his fingers away from her, he pushed her over to the bed, pushing her down onto her back.
He dropped to his knees, pushing her dress up, and then he took hold of her panties, sliding them down her chunky thighs.
He saw her pussy there, glistening, wet, ready for him, and then he bent down to it, smelling its scent and then tasting it, licking it, lapping at it greedily, and she was crying out as the tip of his tongue flicked at her clit.
She shook, crying out again and again, as he pushed his tongue into her, tasting more of her, and then returning to her clit again, making circles around it.
Then, she sat up, and he knew what was coming now.
He got to his feet, pushing his pants the rest of the way down, standing before her naked.
She looked up at him, and then at his cock, licking her lips greedily.
She took hold of it and leaned in, lifting it and licking the underside from his balls up to the tip. She sucked on the sides of it, and then she took the tip in her mouth, sucking on it.
Then, she slid more and more of it into her mouth, taking it, taking it all, holding it there as her tongue moved over it and she sucked on it, and then her head began to move back and forth, twisting slightly to one side as she did so.
He reached down and stroked her head. He looked at her body, at her breasts sitting there, at the folds of her stomach as she leaned forward. One of her hands was on his balls now, massaging them lightly. He reached down and grabbed hold of one of her breasts, squeezing it.
He couldn’t control himself anymore. He had to have her.
He pulled out of her mouth. She looked up at him, knowing what was coming next.
He grabbed her and turned her over onto all fours, pushing her dress up and exposing her fat ass.
He grabbed her by the waist, marveling once again at those curves, and pulled her to him as he pushed his cock to her, finding her pussy, pushing into that warmth, that wetness.
She let out a long moan as he slipped into her and held himself there. He felt her rocking back and forth slightly, and he knew that she was hungry for this.
He started fucking her slowly, but he couldn't control himself. She was rocking in time with his motions, and soon they were both moving faster, faster, and he looked at the way that her breasts swung beneath her.
He spanked her ass several times, as though urging her on, and then he pulled out of her, rolling her over onto her back, moving between her legs as she spread them, pulling her knees up, and then he looked down at her as he pushed his cock into her, filling her up, and it was perfect, so perfect,
as he fucked her harder, harder, her arms wrapped around him, holding him tight till, as she screamed with pleasure, he came inside her.
He fell backward onto the bed, gasping.
That had been the greatest sex that he had ever had.
But things were only just beginning.
She had got to her feet and held out a hand to him, and then she had led him to the shower where they had cleaned one another, before she dropped to her knees to suck his dick, waiting till he was almost there to let his cock slide out of her mouth,
jerking him off till streams of his cum shot all over her face.
There had been more fun over the rest of the night and the following day. A part of him had hoped that this was the start of something, but he had also known that it was just a bit of fun to her.
Now, he still found himself thinking about her. He wanted to find another woman like that. So far, however, he’d had no luck.
By the time he pulled up at the house, he was feeling quite aroused, and he gave himself a minute to settle down.
Then, he went to knock on the door, wondering what kind of irate housewife he was going to find inside.
He was expecting the worst, ready for some kind of confrontation. But when the door was opened, he was stunned by the person he saw there. He felt as though his memories of that magical night had spilled over into reality, becoming somehow even better.
Because the young woman that he saw standing there was similar to the woman he'd had all that fun with, but somehow even better.
She looked young - he would guess about eighteen or nineteen.
She had a full, plump figure just like that other woman, with huge, heaving breasts, chunky thighs, and a very curvy waist.
Her face was beautiful - youthful, unblemished, with tanned skin, dimpled cheeks, full, luscious red lips that seemed as though they were pouting, big, blue eyes with long lashes that seemed to flutter in a way that seemed almost shy.
Her hair was long and blonde. She was wearing a simple tank top and denim shorts that showed off her curves and her tanned skin.
The way that she looked at him, he didn't think that she had any idea the effect that those clothes, showing off so much of that body, was having on him.
More than shy, she seemed almost innocent.
For a moment he wondered if she was a virgin, if any man had run his hands over those curves, put his mouth between her legs and made her body sing, felt what it was like to be inside her.
She looked at him shyly and then averted her eyes.
“Hi,” he said, “I’m Chris. I’m here to check the leak?”
"Oh, sure," she said in a surprisingly high voice, "come on in. My parents are out of town, and I seem to have had a bit of an accident. I've been so worried about it! I'm Abi, by the way."
She turned and led him inside. He looked at the way that her plump ass rolled from side to side in those shorts. He could see just a hint of ass cheek pushing down out of them on one side. He wanted her. The thought that no other man might have been there only excited him even more.
But, first, the leak.
She stood there, wide-eyed, watching him work. As it turned out, the leak wasn't bad at all, and he had it fixed in a matter of minutes.
He got to his feet, rubbing his hands.
“All done.”
“Wow,” she said, wide-eyed. She seemed in awe of him. He liked that.
“Anything else I can help you with?” he asked her. He looked at her intently, letting her know just what he meant.
She tried to hold his gaze but looked away. Then, she seemed to gain some courage.
She looked back at him.
“What do you have in mind?” she asked him, acting innocent. He wondered just how innocent she really was.
“How about I show you?” he said.