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Lying on top of him and riding his cock has to be one of the best experiences I’ve had in a very long time. Sometimes, I’ll close my eyes as I’m gliding up and down his shaft, capturing the intensity of his dick as my pussy walls grip every pulsating vein. It’s a feeling that rips through my entire body. All these thoughts raced across my mind as I lay in bed, waiting to fall asleep, waiting for him.

It’d been a very long time since I’d felt a dick inside me and this evening was not about foreplay; I was going to conquer him in every way imaginable. He had no clue what he was in for.

When we decided to meet, I made sure I had on the right clothes to make myself easily accessible to him. I wore a satin blouse tucked into a brown suede skirt and I’d put on my knee-high stiletto boots. My breasts perked against my blouse while my pussy took in the cool air from the evening breeze.

We met for drinks and appetisers at a local restaurant and found a table tucked away in the far corner. We sat across from one another and talked about work. But after a few drinks, I was ready for a lot more than small talk. I unbuttoned the top of my blouse, giving him a better view of my cleavage. He was quite surprised, but I could tell it was exciting him, too. I leaned over the table and, my breasts fully exposed, said to him, “I can’t wait until I can get you alone and fuck you silly.”

Just as I was about to sit back on my chair, he slid his fingers inside my blouse to cop a quick feel of my tits. I was now on fire and my nipples were very hard, the small buds clearly visible through my blouse. I looked around to check if anyone was close enough to see what was about to happen. No-one was, so I stood up and walked around to his side of the table, then sat down next to him, close enough that my leg was resting against his.

“What are doing?” he asked.

I leaned into him and whispered, “Did you know that I’m not wearing undies under this skirt?”

He chuckled as he realised my intentions. As I sat next to him, I took his left hand, positioned it on my leg just inside the slit of my skirt and said to him, “I want you to feel how wet you make me.”

He was stunned and replied, “We can’t be doing this right now.”

I laughed and said, “Sure we can. Just go easy and I’ll tell you when I want you to stop.”

He shook his head in amazement at what he was about to do, but temptation got the best of him and, little by little, he slid his hand up my thigh and I felt his fingertips caress the outside of my pussy.

I briefly closed my eyes and moaned quietly, telling him, “That feels good, but I want you to go even further.”

He didn’t hesitate one bit as he continued on his journey. He started to circle around the opening of my pussy with his forefinger before sliding it inside my folds. I gasped, but it was exhilarating. Then he slid another finger inside, and I could hear the soft sounds of my juices flowing.

After a minute, I said, “That feels good, but you have to go deeper.”

“I thought you were going to tell me to stop,” he said.

I whispered, “I’m enjoying this too much to want you to stop.”

He gave in to my wishes and dug his fingers even further inside my hot box. I looked around the restaurant, but no-one seemed to notice what was happening. However, I couldn’t let this continue on much longer knowing that I could come at any moment.

I pulled his hand away, brought his fingers to his lips and made him lick off the sweetness of my pussy. He moaned with approval, and I leaned into him and said, “Let’s get out of here so you can fuck me and make me come the way I really want to.”

We quickly finished our meals and headed out to his car. We were just minutes away from his house when I leaned over and whispered in his ear what I was going to do to him when we got home, all the while holding his throbbing dick in my hand.

Once we were behind his front door, I threw my purse aside and pulled him close for a long, passionate kiss. I felt his hand reach below my skirt for another feel of my wet pussy, but I didn’t want to get finger-fucked. I was ready to feel his cock completely inside me.

I pulled his hand away and said to him, “Get down on the floor so I can fuck you right now.”

He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He was lying completely still on the floor and the view was amazing. I wanted to devour him like a sweet piece of candy, but I had to at least get a quick taste of his dick, so I pulled off my shirt and bra and tossed them aside before nestling between his thighs. My nipples grazed his legs while I grabbed his rigid tool, shoved it in my mouth and began slurping on it like a lollipop.

With his cock in my hand, I climbed up his muscular body and began to lower myself onto the hard shaft. As wet as I was, his dick slid right in and I gasped and moaned as I took his entire length into me. I started rocking his cock with a steady rhythm, all the while resting my hands on his chest. It was driving him crazy. I looked down and saw him bite his bottom lip while he held on tight to my waist. He reached up and took hold of my tits, pinching my nipples, making them even more erect than before.

It would only be a matter of time before he reached the point of no return, so to intensify the feeling, I sat up and practiced my squatting exercises on him, lifting my body just enough to feel the tip of his head splitting the entrance of my pussy, then squatting until his cock reached my G-spot. The fine hairs on the base of his shaft were tickling my clit, sending intense vibrations all through my body. After several more smooth thrusts of his cock, I was in the throes of a powerful orgasm. I shouted to him, “Oh, baby! Oh! Oh! That’s it, I’m coming!”

I collapsed on his chest, but he still had enough stamina to continue. I tried keeping up with the pace, but I was too weak. He pushed his body up and rolled me onto my back with his dick still buried inside my drenched pussy. While his hands gripped my arse-cheeks, he pumped into me with incredible energy. A few minutes later, he grunted and cried out, “Fuck, here it comes!” Then my pussy was loaded with his sweet cream. He had such a massive load that I could feel it trickle out of my slit and down to my bum. He slowly pulled his prick out and col­lapsed next to me.

We were exhausted, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before my pussy craved his thick, juicy cock again

-F.J., Brinkin, NT

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