I was flicking through the late dark porn duct on my cable length when my doorbell went. I 'd been waiting for Sam - a guy I did n't know well, but I had been working with remotely. Getting flyer designed and printed. I let him in and extend him into the living room, he sat down and lit up a smoke. We descended into some low talk until his eyes lit up when he realised what was on the TV. I flushed a picayune, embarrassed that I 'd get out the TV showing a cleaning lady with enormous breast and nipples holding a nomadic phone seductively. He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, there was a Muriel Spark of sexual tenseness in the air.

'' So you like this type of thing ? '' he asked, tipping his head towards the projection screen

'' A little ... '' I replied, a shiver running through me `` ... well a lot, It 's nice to appreciate a aphrodisiac fair sex '' I replied

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

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

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

I looked away, a fiddling embarrassed by the dubiousness, and a bit more embarrassed from the knowledge my pussy 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 tenuous brunette spread her thin legs to expose her own soaked through panties. I turned to look at him and could n't help but observe a slight bulge under his trouser,

I was intrigued but knew I did n't want to fuck this man who 'd dropped by my planetary house. He 'd just hitch me when I was feeling call down, I planned that once he 'd left I would take out my fat dildo and let myself cum with it deep inside me.

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

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

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

He took this as an meter reading I wanted much more, and suddenly had pushed me up and back so we were both standing, me with my binding against the wall.

He held me tight and moved his expression in close, his breathing place on my skin, `` You want me ? '' he said.

'' Not really ... '' I said, backing out, contemplating whether I did desire him to fulfil my hot pants ...

'' You do '' he replied, his hands searching my organic structure feeling my breaking ball, 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 little when I touched your cock, I did n't stand for for us to get so carried away, I 'd rather not ''

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

'' But I thought, with the groove on, and the aspect 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 woman dancing together and slid a hand down between my legs. I rubbed my pussy thinking of how closelipped 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 little risque secret, I had n't felt such a flush since that Nox ( even though I 'd had sex since ). It lay between us, not spoken about but there, leaving a level of sexual tension still there. We became champion, he borrowed my videodisc and stuff

One weekend around Easter I 'd arranged to pick up a photographic film from his - I 'd had a really racy morning, getting myself off in the exhibitor with the shower head and fingering my pussy so that it was all tumesce and juicy. I 'd shaved my snatch lip neat and I was feeling nasty.

I got ready to go to his, I put on a very unawares chick, intending to put on bang and thick tights, but I got distracted by my fishnet hold ups in the draw. I slid them onto my wooden leg and spread them in front end of the mirror, I wanted more. I thought of where I was going, and decided then that I wanted to resolve this sexual tension - but on my terms.

I left the fishnet stockings on, and teamed them with hound, it with a thong and matching bra. I decided against wearing a top. I have a nice warm and yearn windbreaker pelage that would cover me up respectfully on my way there, and I could always keep it on if things did n't bend out as I planned.

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

When I got to his, he invited me in and made me a drink, he eyed up my dog and the fishnet fabric visible on my calves. I crossed the uncrossed my legs keeping his attention, then slid off the pelage. His middle all-encompassing at how footling I had on underneath. I turned to face the close wall to me and placed my hands on it, arching my back.

He was behind me in an instant, his hands caressing my ass boldness, stroking closer towards my snatch. He slowly pulled my thong aside and buried his tongue in my ass hollow, licking around the rim and poking a piddling inside, then down he went to my soaking pussy, chewing on my clit as he slid two fingers into me. He 'd already managed to strike off his trouser and boxers.

When I turned to front behind me I could see his corpse erect tool as he slid a prophylactic on. He teased the head of his dick between my ass boldness, spreading the juice from my pussy everywhere before he slid himself inscrutable inside me with one smooth motion.

He grabbed my foresighted blonde tomentum in his hand and pulled me back onto his rooster, he was straight into pounding my pussy, no dumb build up, I bounced up and down as his balls slapped against me. His spare hand reached round of golf and he rubbed at my clit in circular motions, fucking me even faster if it was possible. close to shoving himself deep in and out my pulsing wet lips.

I was mounting to an orgasm with this intense fucking and so was he. I grabbed and squeezed at my nipples as he, rammed himself in me to the al-Qa'ida and allowed himself to bring out inside me, I could find his cock stiffen and pounding inside me.

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

I picked up the motion-picture show, and turned smiling, `` I 'll be off '' I said, `` After that first 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 door closed behind me, leaving him shocked and stunned I 'm sure .