The car parked beside him and he looked over. It was her. Catrina got
out of her car and around to his passenger side and opened it, sliding
in. She smiled a nervous smile at him.
“So, you get away OK?” he asked, turning toward her and looking at
her.
“I have about a half hour,” she said, leaning over and kissing him as
he pulled her closer. Their hands ran over each others bodies, his
hand slipping her loose top, cupping her small breast. She had perky
little tits with hard nipples. He pinched them as she moaned and put
her hand in his crotch.
She unzipped his pants and he helped her get his dick out. They
kissed as she stroked him to full hardness and then he leaned his seat
back. The leaned over and took his cock in her mouth as he ran his
hand down her back and into her loose pants, slipping his hand between
her legs so he could finger her as she sucked him. As he did so she
groaned through her mouthful of cock, her mouth moving up and down more
vigorously, her body shuddering at his attentions.
Her mouth was expert at what is was doing and they did not have much
time, so he did not hold back as she worked him, her warm, wet mouth
making him reach orgasm before he knew it. She swallowed, taking it
all, nursing it as she herself moaned, achieving her own orgasm as she
swallowed his load. She really enjoyed his cock and tasting him like
this. It happened every Tuesday night after her college class before
she went home. Tonight was special, though. She had been horny and
called him.
As they kissed afterwards his cell phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hi, its Marta,” said the voice.
“Oh, hi, where are you?”
“Alone in my office.”
“I will call you right back,” he said.
As soon as Catrina has said her goodbye he dialed Marta’s office
number from memory.
“Hi, what are you doing there so late?” he asked.
“I had to do something downtown. Can you come in?”
“Yeah, sure…”
“I’m horny and need you!” she said.
For a moment he paused. He had just been given head by one lover and
now another was after him. He had gotten himself into this situation
quite by accident; now he had to deal with it.
“I’m on my way,” he said.
As he drove he wondered what he would do for her. Fucking her would
be risky as he did not know if he could perform to her expectations so
soon after cuming. He considered his options as he drove into the
parking garage and stopped the engine. He let himself in with his key
and found his way to her office on the third floor. The only light was
a desk light and she was seated behind the desk.
She looked nervous and pensive.
“I’m not sure now…” she said. He grabbed her and kissed her then, her
will crumbling as his lips met hers and she felt his strong arms around
her.
“Oh, god, you are bad for me,” she said.
“Come here,” he said, taking her arm and leading her to the conference
room. All the lights were off and the only illumination were the
street lights. He kissed her again and leaned her against the table.
Following his lead she sat on it and then he leaned her back. Her legs
hung off the edge and he unzipped her pants for her then without
ceremony and pulled them down, slipping her shoes off as he did so.
She cried out as she felt her pants go. He caressed her strong, soft
legs, kissing them as she whimpered and ran her hands over his
shoulders and through his hair. He could smell he musk as he kissed
his way to her crotch, his hands slipping inside her panties, gripping
her ass, pushing her further onto the table so her feet could sit on
the edge.
She moaned as he kissed her through her panties, making her arch her
back as he ran his hands up under her shirt and then her bra, cupping
her firm, yet soft tits, tweaking her nipple as she moaned.
“Oh, god, you nasty fucker,” she said, spreading her legs even wider
as he started tonguing her through the material. Finally he needed to
taste her and with a single motion removed them, exposing her to his
attentions. He dived in, licking her clit as two fingers and then
three slipped into her tight, slippery cunt. She arched her back and
grabbed his head as he worked on her, his tongue swirling around her
clit as she started humping at his face, her legs trembling with
excitement.
“Oh, oh, oh god, oh yeah, yeah, oh yes!” she cried out as she started
to cum. It lasted a long time, her legs clenched around his head she
orgasmed, her wetness flooding out over his hand as she came and came.
His tongue continued to flay her sensitive clit as she cried out. He
finally pulled back, looking at her as she recovered, shaking and
quivering there on the table. Licking his lips he could taste her.
She struggled up and he kissed her, running his hands down to her
firm, round ass as she trembled in his arms.
His cell phone rang then.
“Hello?” he asked.
“Hi, it’s just me. The conference got over early and I’ll be home by
ten.”
“Oh, that’s nice, honey. I’ll come pick you up.”
“No, my car is at the airport, so I’ll just see you at home.”
He thought to himself about what he would do now. After losing all of
that weight she had become a sexual dynamo, wanting all the time.
Shit, he had to get home and take a shower.
“Oh, OK, see you there,” he said.
She hung up. He helped Marta find her panties and she dressed
quickly. They both departed in a hurry.
Once home he showered and, drained from his evening he climbed into
the bed.
He did not hear her when she came home, but felt her mouth on his cock
as she woke him. Rolling him onto his back she mounted him, rubbing
her bare, wet cunt lips on his hard cock as she shuddered. Waking up,
his hands found her breasts and cupped them, then pinched her nipples
for her as she continued to rub her cunt on his hard dick, something
she really liked. She had shaved her crotch completely about a month
before and from what he could feel she had done it in the shower before
coming to bed as well.
She leaned down and kissed him as she gripped him and let him slip
into her hot, wet pussy, its walls gripping him tightly as he slid deep
into her. She continued to kiss him as she slowly moved up and down,
her body trembling with passion as he thrust upward into her heat and
wetness.
Pushing herself up, she straddled him, arching her back as his hands
gripped her ass, her hands on his chest as she whimpered.
“Oh, god, I love your cock,” she said, her pussy gripping him as she
impaled herself on him to the hilt. She rode him then, each stroke
making her hot pussy tighter and tighter. He groaned as he felt it,
his cock rising to the occasion, though, filling her. His hands found
her tit then, pinching her nipples as she rode him, Her breath coming
in quick little gasps. Her fingers ran over his nipples, too, making
them tingle, producing more feeling in his cock as she fucked him,
working herself closer and closer to orgasm. He could been himself
close to cuming as well as she rode him. She was pounding down onto
him now, his cock burying itself to the hilt each time as she gasped,
her head to one side as she made little whimpering noises.
With a wail she started to orgasm, her fingers digging into his chest,
the pain stimulating him to start cuming as well, her hot, wet, tight
cunt sucking on his cock as he shot his load into her, a groan escaping
his lips. She came and came, her body ridged as she arched her back
and cried out for god and whoever. Her breath came in ragged gasps as
she finally fell onto his chest, her body covered with her sweat, her
lips seeking his out.
“Oh, god, that was incredible,” she said. With an effort she dragged
herself off of him, leaving his crotch a wet pool of cum as they
cuddled, pulling the covers over them. In moments she was asleep. He
lay there then, reflecting on his evening and what had occurred. He
did not know how many times he could handle nights like this one.
