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Sack Lunch
I was so excited about surprising you that I
played with myself all the way to your
apartment. I wanted to be wet enough, ready
enough. The thirty-minute interstate drive
seemed short with a middle finger rubbing up
against my anxious clit.
It humored me to think about how dressed up I
was for just a lunch break quickie. I had black
pumps, a short skirt, the works. Just as much
effort had gone into your lunch that sat in the
seat beside me. You'd need the big meaty
sandwich after I had my way with you. After all,
I made you wait three years before I even sucked
your cock. Three years of phone fucking and
whimpering and fantasizing about spreading my
lips with your long talented tongue. My fingers
ground faster as I remembered the first time I
sucked you off.
We hadn't planned it. In fact I think you were
resolved that I would always play the role of
the perpetual cock tease. We were parked on the
couch, watching the the Sci-Fi channel. I became
bored and started rubbing the half-mast hard on
in your pants. Instead of softly trying to
caress my breasts, you pinched my nipples like a
vice, and that's what finally sent my libido
uncontrolled. Its not often that I get excited
without a snuggle and a few soft kisses. Perhaps
it was the cheesy movie on TV that put me in a
strange mood, but feeling the slight twinge of
pain in my breasts instantaneously drew my mouth
to your cock. Just like my style, I made sure to
tease you as long as I thought you could take
it, dragging my hard nipples from your toes to
your shoulders, and back down again.
I wasn't sure I could take you in my mouth. You
were the biggest I'd ever seen. That full
erection between your legs intimidated the hell
out of me. I couldn't make you wait any longer
though. My lips wrapped around your prick, and I
felt your whole body quake before you started
forcibly exhaling each syllable of my name with
separate breaths. Finally you came. God I just
about creamed my own panties hearing those high
soft whimpers and feeling gallons of hot sticky
cum shoot up through your cock. I'd made you
wait three years for that, and here I was again
with a much lustier intention at bay in my mind.
"Hi, Come in," You said followed by a surge of
nervous laughter. I'm sure you were shocked to
see me standing at your door even though I'd
warned you a thousand times I might try this
someday.
As if it were completely natural, I hustled
through the door, dropped my purse, stepped out
of my shoes, and turned off the pan of canned
chili you'd put on the stove for lunch. "Hey,
that's not done cooking," you scolded me and
chuckled again.
"Yes it is, and happy birthday." I smirked at
you, assuring that I hadn't forgotten. "I didn't
bring a card, but there's a present around here
somewhere."
You looked toward my purse, thinking I may have
forgotten it in there. I walked up behind you
and pressed my middle finger hard against the
crack of your ass. The finger tensed from all
the playing I'd done on the ride up and I felt
your hole pucker in respnse. "Here it is." I
cackled, cupping my hand up against your balls
from behind. You were used to me playing the coy
silent girl sitting on your couch, with a
simmering cauldron of sin in her imagination. I
rarely made the first move, but this afternoon
was different. It was all planned out.
I spun you around and planted a deep forceful
kiss on your mouth. We'd never spent much time
kissing, but this was a tactic to ensure me your
full attention. It did. You pressed up against
me just like I'd imagined it. Your cock felt
like warm steel against my bare thigh.
"Are you here just to tease me again?" You
asked.
"That wouldn't be fair to the birthday boy now
would it? I answered and slipped away into your
bedroom, I stripped buck ass naked, and sprawled
out on top of the sheets.
"Well make yourself at home why don't you?" You
chided me patronizingly, standing in the
doorway.
"Can't you think of better uses for that tongue?
We've only got an hour you know." I chimed back,
spreading my legs wide open, fully revealing my
sex to you. It sounded like you swallowed a
bowling ball as I heard you gulp from across the
room before climbing onto the bed.
Hesitantly, you gripped my thighs and pulled
yourself closer. "This is what you've always
wanted isn't it?" I questioned you as you
grinned up at me from between my legs.
"God yes," You exclaimed and soothed my wet lips
with fevered kisses. I forgot to breathe when
you traced your tongue up and down my labia for
the first time. Finally I had to gasp when that
long talented tongue of yours was forced
completely inside me. Secretly I scolded myself
for waiting as long as I had. Your warm wet
tongue felt decadent slithering in and out of my
pussy.
Still I wondered how much of what we talked
about on the phone, you'd actually be willing to
do in person. I stopped questioning, ceased
thinking altogether when that same skillful
tongue slowly pulled out of my hot cunt,
elegantly grazed the space between my pussy and
my ass, then hammered wildly into my asshole. I
couldn't believe it. You were honestly tongue
fucking my behind.
While I was on the brink of an orgasm, you
stopped and rolled over next to me in bed. It
frustrated me inconceivably when you stopped,
but I forced myself to recall whose pleasure was
most important in the short time available to
us. My simmering imagination again began to stir
upon seeing you in such a vulnerable position.
The mischief drew me between your legs, and I
clapped your gigantic erection fixedly against
your abdomen. With that, my tongue began
trailing long determinedly slow licks across
your balls. I took each one between my lips and
savored them delicately. Your back arched, sack
tightened, and you seemed closer to the edge
even than you'd brought me. I stopped.
My fingers raced yet again between my legs and I
tried to count the times you'd begged to taste
me, but I felt greedy when I remembered whose
birthday it really was. Now appeared the most
appropriate time to tell you what birthday gift
I honestly had in mind. Hence, I pulled you up
on top of me and begged you to take me.
"Are you sure that's what you want?" You asked,
rubbing the head of your penis up against my
clit.
"Don't ask silly questions" I answered you my
eyes rolling pleasurably like marbles straight
back in their sockets. "Just fuck me!" I
screamed, no hint of my coy quiet guise
anywhere. "Fuck me now!" I insisted
Not wasting a second, your thick racehorse cock
barreled inside of me. I was super tight, but
exceedingly wet as well, and we both heard the
slurp as you pulled back out. "Fuck me!" I
repeated instinctively. My pussy shuddered and I
just about came as I felt your thick head try to
push in again. You almost didn't get back in I
was clenched so tight, but with an extra thrust,
you fought inside and pumped me vigorously.
I reached around and again pushed my middle
finger up against your asshole, this time
exerting it through, down to my 2nd knuckle. You
whimpered, and I knew you were close. "Fuck Me"
I whispered in your ear, and pumped your
ass with the same quick motions that you
took my pussy.
I clamped around your cock, slurping and
thrusting with every last bit of energy I had.
As divine as it felt, neither of us had the
resistance to hold back any further. I came and
I thought I'd gripped you so tight that it might
force you to stay still, but you pressed deeper
and exploded inside me like a series of cannons
beating against my uterus.
I usually had energy for five or six more
climaxes, but as you collapsed on top of me, my
body did in turn. Feeling you drive into me was
more intense than I could have imagined.
Twenty minutes later I awoke from a passed out
bliss. You were scrambling back into your pants.
"Shit, I have to get back to work. Are you okay
to let yourself out?" You hurriedly questioned
me.
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
With that you kissed me quickly on the forehead
and headed outside. "Just lock the door behind
you."
"I brought you lunch!" I yelled, just as the
door slammed.
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