I was flicking through the late night porn transmission channel on my transmission line when my doorbell went. I 'd been waiting for Sam - a guy I did n't hump well, but I had been working with remotely. Getting flyers designed and printed. I let him in and lead him into the living room, he sat down and lit up a smoke. We descended into some small talk until his eyes lit up when he realised what was on the TV. I flushed a little, embarrassed that I 'd left the TV showing a woman with enormous breast and mammilla holding a nomadic earpiece seductively. He raised his supercilium and looked at me, there was a sparkle of sexual tension in the air.

'' So you like this type of matter ? '' he asked, tipping his head towards the blind

'' A little ... '' I replied, a shiver running through me `` ... well a lot, It 's nice to appreciate a sexy cleaning woman '' I replied

'' But, does it, you know, get you excited ? '' He questioned with a gleaming in his eyes

'' Well, it does if I 'm sitting here thinking about having that cleaning lady in forepart of me, her body to touch and play with, but I have to be feeling kinky ''

'' Like now ? '' he asked looking straight at me `` Do you play with yourself watching other women ''

I looked away, a little embarrassed by the doubt, and a bit more obstruct from the knowledge my kitty-cat was wet underneath my legging, as this upfront conversation was turning me on.

We stopped chatting and watched the TV for a while, watching this thin brunet spread her thin ramification to expose her own soaked through panties. I turned to look at him and could n't help but point out a little bulge under his pant,

I was intrigued but knew I did n't want to fuck this man who 'd dropped by my family. He 'd just caught me when I was feeling aroused, I planned that once he 'd left I would adopt out my fat dildo and let myself cum with it recondite inside me.

'' Is this a bit too much for you '' I asked, indicating at the TV

'' Not at all, '' he replied, `` Its just tough to concentrate on much else, I 'm getting a piddling hot ''

'' I can tell '' I smiled, and ran a digit up his thigh and across the bulge in his pants.

He took this as an indicant I wanted much to a greater extent, and suddenly had pushed me up and back so we were both standing, me with my back against the wall.

He held me fast and moved his face in finale, his breath on my hide, `` You want me ? '' he said.

'' Not really ... '' I said, backing out, contemplating whether I did require him to satisfy my horniness ...

'' You do '' he replied, his hands searching my body feeling my curves, when I decided

'' No, I 'd rather not. Not right now, you 've got over excited by what was on TV, and I was only teasing you a minuscule when I touched your tool, I did n't have in mind for us to get so impart away, I 'd rather not ''

He let me go, and backed off. He looked horribly embarrassed for having misinterpret how I was feeling.

'' But I thought, with the transmission channel on, and the smell you gave me ... '' he trailed off, `` I 'm going to go '' and he headed straight out.

I sat there horny and confused, not satisfied at all, but glad I had n't got too carried away. I looked back over to the TV now showing two gorgeous women dancing together and slid a hand down between my legs. I rubbed my pussy thinking of how conclusion it came to being fucked.

A few months went by, I saw this guy when we were working about once a week, it was n't really that awkward seeing him. It was like we shared a small naughty arcanum, I had n't felt such a thrill since that night ( even though I 'd had sex since ). It lay between us, not spoken about but there, leaving a level of intimate tension still there. We became admirer, he borrowed my videodisk and stuff

One weekend around Easter I 'd arranged to pick up a film from his - I 'd had a really naughty morning time, getting myself off in the shower with the shower question and fingering my pussycat so that it was all swell up and juicy. I 'd shaved my pussy backtalk scavenge and I was feeling nasty.

I got ready to go to his, I put on a very short annulus, intending to put on rush and thick tights, but I got distracted by my fishnet hold ups in the hooking. I slid them onto my legs and spread them in front of the mirror, I wanted more. I thought of where I was going, and decided then that I wanted to conclude this sexual tension - but on my terms.

I left the fishing net stockings on, and teamed them with heel, it with a G-string and matching bra. I decided against wearing a top. I have a Nice warm and long parka coating that would enshroud me up respectfully on my way there, and I could always keep it on if things did n't wrench out as I planned.

And off I head to his, fulfilling my own fantasy of turning up at a man 's house in cypher but a coat and underclothing, and I was prepared to get my retaliation for the metre he pounced on me.

When I got to his, he invited me in and made me a drink, he eyed up my heels and the fishing net material visible on my calfskin. I crossed the uncross my legs keeping his aid, then slid off the pelage. His oculus wide at how slight I had on underneath. I turned to face the nighest rampart to me and placed my script on it, arching my back.

He was behind me in an instant, his hands caressing my ass cheeks, stroking closer towards my kitty. He slowly pulled my G-string aside and buried his tongue in my ass hole, licking around the rim and poking a petty inside, then down he went to my soaking pussy, chewing on my clit as he slid two finger's breadth into me. He 'd already wangle to strike off his trousers and boxers.

When I turned to look behind me I could see his stiff upright cock as he slid a prophylactic on. He teased the head of his rooster between my ass boldness, spreading the juice from my pussy everywhere before he slid himself deep inside me with one smooth motion.

He grabbed my farsighted light-haired hair's-breadth in his handwriting and pulled me back onto his hammer, he was straight into pounding my pussy, no slow habitus up, I bounced up and down as his Lucille Ball slapped against me. His dispense with hand reached round and he rubbed at my clit in circular motions, fucking me even faster if it was possible. or so shoving himself trench in and out my pulsing wet lips.

I was mounting to an climax with this vivid shtup and so was he. I grabbed and squeezed at my pap as he, rammed himself in me to the base and allowed himself to release inside me, I could find his tool stiffen and throbbing inside me.

He moved away from me to redress, as I slid my underwear back into position and don my parka coat, zipping it up swiftly taking myself out of sight.

I picked up the film, and turned smiling, `` I 'll be off '' I said, `` After that low night I met you, I had always wondered what it would have been like if we had actually fucked ... '' and I was gone,

His front threshold closed behind me, leaving him appall and stunned I 'm surely .