Odd Opportunities Ch. 02

When we pulled into the rest stop area, I looked for the most remotely located parking space, and really didn”t find any. We just happened to stop at one that wasn”t very large and had quite a few passers-by about the area.

“Shit!!” Cursed Trevor, “of course there”s got to be like three hundred people here!”

“Wait, I got an idea. There”s some woods out behind the main building here, you see what I”m talking about?”

I pointed to a small woodsy area that was out back of the rest stop facility, about fifty yards behind it.

“We can go out there and do whatever we want. I”m sure we can have some privacy if we go back far enough,” I suggested. I then teasingly said, “You up for another fun little adventure?”

Trevor was practically out the door before I finished my sentence, “You bet your perfect tits I am!”

Out behind the building were a few picnicking couples and families, taking a break from the road and enjoying the nice weather. We tried looking as casual as possible, trying to mask the fact that we were trying to find a place to fool around. After what seemed like forever, we ducked into the wooded area walking back as far as we could while still being able to keep a look out if anybody came near us.

Trevor practically ripped my shirt and bra trying to get under it to grab at my tits, squeezing and rubbing them as he went. Our open mouths locked in frantic kisses, our tongues doing battle. Once my breasts were free, Trevor simply devoured them, going from one to the other, sucking on my nipples, licking everywhere he could.

I had my hand down those silly boxers and was reveling in the feeling of his cock in my hand as I jerked it. After we successfully got each other completely worked up again, I dropped to my knees and went to fish out his beautiful dick again. I yanked down his underwear and sweats in one pull. SMACK! His hard-on sprang out and slapped me firmly under my chin.

“Oh fuck!,” I huffed, reacting to the contact, “Yeah, slap me with it Trevor, please?” I begged submissively, a role I rarely play in situations such as this.

“Yeah, fuck yeah…” he mumbled and fulfilled my request by tilting up my face with his fingers and slapping me all over my face with the length of his beautiful cock.

It felt so fucking naughty to be letting him do this to me, on my knees in a forest with my tits hanging out, getting cock-slapped, with many people sitting only a short distance away. I stuck out my tongue, trying to lick the underside of the shaft when it passed over my face. He just slapped my tongue with it. Long strings of saliva mixed with his pre-cum stretched between his cock and my tongue. I whimpered out loud as he did this, vehemently getting into the pure nastiness of what we were doing. It seemed harder than ever before now, and I was even more turned on than before. It was me that was making him so hot, and that thought was driving me crazy.

“Oh my God you”re sexy Elise,” he whispered, looking down at me with an intense look.

I just smiled, grabbed the middle of his cock and did my best to take as much as I could of it into my mouth and throat, all the while keeping eye contact with him. I know most guys love this, and Trevor”s reaction to it showed me he was no exception.

“Fuck! Yeah girl, that feels so freaking good. Suck it hard,” he gasped, following up with a deep moan.

I did just that. I started sucking him as hard as I possibly could, moving my mouth back and forth a few inches at a time while jerking him with both hands. He was leaking pre-cum like crazy all over my tongue. Tasting it brought out an involuntary moan from me, as it actually tasted somewhat decent, sort of sweet. I worked hard and fast trying to coax more fluid from his pulsing cock. My tits jiggled and bounced wildly with my movements.

All of this fast-paced, sloppy sucking and stroking action was making a lot of nearly deafening wet-sounding noises. It was all I could hear, drowning out everything around me. I was extremely focused on everything in the moment, and wanted so badly to make Trevor shoot his load. All the events leading up to this: me subserviently giving him head like some sort of crazed cum slut had me willing to do just about anything Trevor wanted me to do.

Trevor lightly grabbed my face, pulling me off of his length with a loud “POP”, “You know what I want?”

“What?,” I breathlessly asked, still squeezing and stroking him as I looked up, slightly disappointed that he had stopped me from blowing him.

“I wanna do what you told me you did at that club… I”ve been thinking about doing along those lines since we ran into each other at the bookstore.”

I grabbed my tits in my hands, squeezed them together and raised them up slightly despite the confines of my shirt and bra, “You want to fuck these, do ya?” I asked, smiling as innocently as possible given the situation.

“You”re fucking right I do. They”re just so God damn big, firm and hot Elise,” he answered, reaching down to feel them right along with me, teasing my nipples with his fingers.

“Well then go for it! Your cock is absolutely perfect for doing this Trevor. Here,” I paused quickly to pull my shirt and bra further up and scooted up closer to him so that his hard-on was in a good position to put between my tits.

I raised them up a bit, spreading them apart for him invitingly. He took my cue and squatted down slightly while moving closer, getting his spit-covered cock right between my breasts. When it touched my skin, I gasped with the extreme heat his cock was making. It felt so fucking good to have his rubbery hardness in my control, right between my breasts. Once he got snuggled between them, we both pushed my tits together hard to make a tight tunnel for him to fuck.

“Jesus Christ Elise, this looks so fucking hot! I can”t believe how good this feels either. Goddamn!”

He started working his hips to make hard, long, slow passes with his cock, grinding into my flesh and breastbone.

I had to agree with Trevor… it did look and feel awesome! Even though I have tit-fucked a fair share of guys, I never get over the extremely erotic composition of doing it and what it looks like visually. Of course there”s the psychological edge to it, where I feel I am so in control of the guy I”m doing it to, much like giving a guy head.

But for me, it”s also a physically stimulating act. My breasts are very sensitive fortunately, and I love the feel of a guy”s cock as it rubs against me and pops up out of my pressed together tits as he fucks them. Trevor”s was big enough that when it came up, I was able to take the head of it into my mouth, licking the head pretty much the entire time he worked me. Even as I still had my bra and shirt on, his cock still appeared from underneath them.

“Yeah, lick it! Fuck yeah… oh man…,” Trevor kept mumbling.

He was enjoying this immensely, the sensations and visual of his cock disappearing and reappearing between my tits. I was watching too, alternately looking at his face contort with the extreme pleasure and watching that fat cock sliding around between my firm breasts.

“Yeah Trevor, fuck my tits…keep fuckin them,” I gasped, urging him on. “Ohmigod yeah!”

My dirty talk really spurred him on because he just started to completely pound away all of a sudden. My tits were getting slapped by his hips, my nipples grinding super hard into his thighs below. His rapid-style fucking was practically knocking the breath out of me with every thrust and I loved every last second of it. There was a steady PAP-PAP-PAP-PAP sound going now, both of us breathing like we were running the last leg of a 400 meter dash. I began to sense he was getting close to cumming as he started pouring sweat, the veins in his neck starting to stand out. I pushed my tits together even tighter around him as the point of contact between me and his cock became almost a blur.

“Are you gonna cum soon Trevor? Huh? Are you? Are you gonna cum from fucking my big tits baby?” My words stuttered, staccato-fashion in reaction to each hard thrust. I knew my dirty talk would bring him off, talking that way because I wanted to see how much cum he had for me. He simply nodded quickly, any words seeming to escape him because of the calculated concentration he was putting on his impending orgasm, I figured. I teased him even more.

“Are you going to shoot a big load for me? Huh? Gonna shoot your cum all over my tits? Maybe my face too? Well? Are you…? Answer me!”

Trevor”s eyes were practically rolled back into his head but he managed a, “Oh yeah! This is going to be a huge one… oh… oh GOD! FUUUUUCK YESSSS!”

I looked down between my pressed-together breasts just in time to get struck right between the eyes with what was most likely the biggest wad of cum I”d ever seen come out of a guy! I recoiled and pulled my head back slightly in a startled reaction only to be struck by another shot as it hit me hard on the chin, completely coating the underside of my jaw. I instinctively stuck out my tongue, stretching it out to taste his remaining cum as another big streak hit the roof of my mouth, practically filling it. I quickly swallowed what was there only to get plastered with several more gooey wads on my cheeks. I opened my eyes to see Trevor frantically jerking himself off, pointing that big cock at the exposed portions of my tits below my shirt and bra. I counted and felt three hot white globs hitting them, and I automatically started rubbing it all into my skin. Between just having gotten the biggest cum facial I”ve ever received and the rubbing of his hot, sticky cum on my sensitive nipples, I almost came right then!

“UGH! Holy fuck! Ahhhhh…,” Trevor sighed, wobbling towards me in a daze.

Having completely shot his load, Trevor offered his cum-leaking, still-throbbing cock to my mouth which I instantly tried to deep-throat. I gagged slightly, but still kept him in my mouth, sucking really deep and hard. I took the opportunity to open my eyes to look up at him only to find my left eye completely covered with his cum. So I peered up, one eyed, with his cock still slowly moving in and out of my face to see a look of utter amazement on Trevor”s face.

“Jesus Christ Elise… that was fantastic! Oh no, sorry about your eye there…,” Trevor apologized, using his fingers to help wipe the wad out of my eye. We both laughed, “You look completely covered right now! I can”t believe I came that much, but damn, that was so freaking good!”

I thought about what I must look like, laughing, and added, “Yeah, I have never ever had a guy cum that much Trevor! Seriously, I was wondering if you were ever going to quit! Wow… I”m a total mess right now I bet.”

“You have NO idea… I guess we should”ve brought some paper towels or something, huh?”

I agreed, “Damn, that would”ve been a good thing to do–as well as maybe taking off my top before hand! Oh well, not much we can do about it now I suppose.”

As we both cooled down, I looked down at my chest to survey the damage. I had globs of thick white cum all over the tops of my tits and my halter-top and bra had splashes of it all over them. The undersides of my breasts and stomach were all shiny and wet, not to mention how my face must”ve looked!

“Wow Trevor! That was really impressive. But what the hell am I going to do? We have to walk by all those people before I can get to a bathroom to clean up, you know?”

“Yeah, you”re right. Hmmm,” Trevor thought aloud, “Here, I”ll wipe off what I can with the inside of my shirt, ok? And then you can make a mad dash for the bathroom. What do you think?”

“I guess that”s what we”ll have to do. It”s the price you got to pay for lack of foresight!” I joked.

“I concur,” Trevor said with a smile and leaned down, sharing a long slow kiss with me. This surprised me as I still had a bunch of his still-wet cum clinging to my face.

Trevor took his shirt off, turned it inside-out and we together wiped up as much cum as possible off of my face and chest. We straightened ourselves up enough to be somewhat presentable and made a bee-line out of the wooded area to the rest-stop bathrooms. I kept my eyes straight ahead, trying not to make any eye-contact whatsoever with any of the travelers in the picnic area. Trevor and I acted as though nothing had happened out there so as not to draw any attention to ourselves.

Once we got inside, I ran into the bathroom and found it to be completely empty–thank God! I immediately went to one of the sinks and looked at myself in the mirror. Even with Trevor”s wiping up of my face, anybody with a brain could”ve figured out that I had just gotten splattered with cum! I had a couple of lines of it in my hair on the left side, my left eyebrow still had a good portion in it too. We had missed A LOT on my neck as both sides of it were shiny. And the smell… that somewhat acrid, mushroom-like scent of cum was unmistakable.

The worst part though, was my halter top. It looked like somebody had shot me in the chest with a Super Soaker brand squirt gun with watered down mayonnaise! Although I was sort of nervous about the fact that I looked so horrible, it was a complete turn on at the same time. I began to wish that I could”ve seen myself right after Trevor came all over me, to understand what he saw.

I turned on the hot water faucet full blast and started grabbing handfuls of paper towels out of the dispenser. As I was getting them wet, the door opened to the bathroom and two women in their early “30s walked in. One of them went directly to a stall, while the other approached the sinks by me. I frantically tried getting the towels wet so that I could retreat to a stall before they saw me, but I had no such luck!

“Hi there sweetie,” the shorter red head said to me.

I acted as though I didn”t hear her over the rush of the water coming out of the faucet, but she didn”t take the hint. “Stupid over-polite Midwesterners”, I thought to myself. I kept wetting the paper towels while trying my best not to give away what I was doing.

“Getting washed up are ya?” She continued, washing her hands in the sink to my left.

“Traveling always makes me feel so…gross, I guess. Ya know what I mean?” She looked at me in the mirror for a response, and took in a sharp breath. “What is all that?! Is that what I think?”

I quickly made eye contact with her as my face turned beet red and my stomach flipped. Her eyes were huge, her mouth dropped wide open, staring at my cum splattered shirt. I felt like dying right there! My mind reeled with embarrassment as I searched for some sort of reply. My fight-or-flight response kicked in, and just the “fight” response happened to be the one which came forth.

“What the hell do you care? Yeah, I got cum all over me! So fucking what?!!” I turned away, with moist paper towels in hand to the nearest stall and a big triumphant smile on my face. I added with a muttered, “Nosy bitch…God!”

I slammed the stall door shut for added effect, plopping down on the closed toilet seat. I heard the woman scoff out loud with a “Ugh! The nerve of some people!,” and she stomped out of the bathroom. Her friend followed a minute or two later, most probably to get a run-down of why I”d snapped. I hoped that they”d be disgusted enough to get right in their car and leave. There was no way I wanted to run into that woman ever again.

Having somewhat unsuccessfully made it through that embarrassing moment, I took to the task of getting cleaned up, finally! I dabbed at my face, neck, and hair to clean everything I saw stuck to me in the mirror before I was interrupted. Then I peeled off my shirt, quite literally, as it was still very sticky along with my bra, and became even more turned on when I saw the reddened area between my tits where Trevor”s cock had fucked me a few minutes earlier. Then there was all the flaky, dried areas of cum splotching the skin of my breasts. God he had a lot of cum!

I then started to wipe down my tits with the wet paper towels I had left, really scrubbing to get as clean as possible. As I did this, I had flashbacks of everything that had happened in the last few hours just from sharing a single sexual experience: the performance for the group of strangers on the interstate, sucking and titty-fucking him outside, and then getting caught with remnants of cum all over me by yet another stranger. It all became too fucking hot, as I hadn”t had my own release since this all started, I needed to get off… now!

While I slipped my right hand down into my shorts, I couldn”t help but tweak my achy nipples with my left. I couldn”t believe how wet I was as my fingertips met my pussy. I mean, I”d basically been pretty wet since I”d seen Trevor”s big-ass dick. Our torrid dick-sucking and titfuck session obviously had gotten me even more worked up. I started to think that maybe he and I should”ve just out-and-out fucked back there. With that thought in mind, I went like mad on my clit–using my favorite rapid clockwise motion.

As I applied a bit more pressure, I imagined what it would be like having Trevor behind me, slamming that monstrous-looking cock into my pussy relentlessly. I shook my tits up and down in the same fashion as I knew they would if he were fucking me that way, rubbing away at my clit simultaneously. I had to bite my lower lip hard to keep from moaning out loud it felt so good. I”d masturbated tons of times before, but this quite honestly was one of the best times ever.

After only maybe two minutes fantasizing about a hot doggy-style fuck with Trevor while frigging my clit, I hit that white-light point of a good, hard come. It hit me hard, but I kept rubbing away furiously. I kicked my legs straight out and shook as my intense orgasm flowed through me. I vividly imagined getting completely stuffed full with a cock like Trevor”s, his hips slapping my ass. The plateau of my orgasm seemed to last forever and I felt like I”d never stop. When it finally did, I got a foot cramp.

“Ow! Dammit!,” I muttered.

“Uh, you okay in there?,” asked a friendly female voice from outside my stall.

Shit, somebody came in! I recovered quickly, trying to find my breath after my powerful double-come.

“Uh, Yeah…yeah, I”m okay…just hurt my foot, that”s all. Thanks for asking though!”

“Okay then, take care,” she responded sweetly and promptly left.

Left alone again, I suddenly remembered Trevor. He must have been worried about how I was handling “the mess” we”d created, especially as I”d been in the bathroom for quite awhile. So I jumped up, readjusted my shorts and grabbed my shirt and bra. When I started to put my bra on, I noticed how unwearable it was. It must”ve soaked up a bunch of the cum he”d shot. It was practically stiff. There was no way I was putting it back on, especially since I only had a short jaunt back to the car. I put on my halter, noticing some stiffness on it as well. It was slightly discolored, but I sure as shit wasn”t gonna wash it. All I wanted to do was get the hell out there at that point!

I peeked out of the stall quickly to see if the coast was clear, then folded my bra up as much as possible and wrapped it up in the paper towels I had left. I checked myself in the mirror quick in my rush out of there, and seemed presentable enough. As I walked through the restroom door I saw Trevor standing in the lobby area, the entire lower part of his tank top wet.

“Nice shirt!” we both said simultaneously, then busted out laughing, hard. The scene was pretty funny, most definitely, but there was this sense of urgency to feel safe on my behalf. After all, I”d been busted out once already and was noticeably braless now–and my dried cum-encrusted white halter top would most likely draw attention if anybody looked twice.

“Enough of this place Trevor. Let”s get out of here! Now!” I practically shouted.

He was looking at her a lot more than the screen now, and was shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Well, er…” he started, unsure of where this was going.

“Come on, I know you want to,” she encouraged. He glanced at me, and again I gave a slight nod. Satisfied that it was okay, he undid his trousers and allowed his penis to escape. It lay against his stomach, not as free as mine as he hadn’t taken his trousers off, but Karen seemed happy. “Mmm, bet that feels better,” she whispered, showing him her fingers, which were slightly wet now after she’d been touching herself.

Still with one hand on my cock, I slid one hand over to her, and this time she didn’t stop me as I tickled up her thigh and finally ran my finger over her clitoris. She slid closer to me, almost on her back now, and let me concentrate on her clit whilst she toyed with her nipples, half watching the screen, half watching Mark, who had pushed his trousers further down and was gently rubbing what looked like a nice sized cock. She felt gloriously wet, a wholly sexual being. On the screen, the scene was obviously moving towards a climax, with the woman writhing around more, and the guys with slightly pained expressions as if they were struggling to hold back. Karen suddenly pulled herself upright, and leant towards me, pulling my t-shirt up. I helped her get it over my head, and off, and she threw her arms around my neck, giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

I wasn’t sure what to expect next, but she turned her back to me, and backed up, throwing a leg over mine so that she was straddling me, her back to my chest. My cock rubbed on her arse, and she reached between her legs to grip it, pulling it forward and rubbing it on her cunt lips, using her thigh muscles to rock gently up and down. I reached round with one hand and rubbed her nipple, able to see the television screen one side of her, and Mark the other side, and groaning as she eased my cock into her willing hole. God that felt amazing!

Karen kept her hand between her legs, half I think to touch her clit and half to make sure my cock didn’t fall out of her as she rocked back and forward. On the screen, the guy fucking the woman in the arse pulled his cock out, and rubbed along its length three or four times before jetting a huge stream of spunk over her arse and lower back, throwing his head back as he did so. I felt Karen’s pussy spasm around my cock, she wasn’t far away from cumming too. “Oh god,” she groaned, as the other guy backed his cock from the woman’s mouth and started wanking it on her face, her tongue darting out occasionally to lick the tip. I felt Karen’s arse muscles contracting as she played with her clitoris, and looked over to see Mark, his trousers and underwear around his knees now, pumping his cock up and down, a slightly faraway expression on his face as he looked at my cock sliding in and out of Karen’s pussy.

The guy in the film was cumming now, into the woman’s open mouth and over her face, four or five huge spurts of warm semen. She licked her lips as the cum rained onto her face, and then it was Karen’s turn, as she gasped and held herself still, apart from the fingers on her clit. I could feel her stomach muscles contracting, her thigh muscles taut, her cunt squeezing my cock, and I was close, so close too. “God I’m gonna cum too,” I warned her, expecting her to slip off me and allow me to spurt over her arse, but instead she jammed herself back down onto my cock, almost growling, daring me to pull out.

I couldn’t. “Oh, god, I’m gonna cum,” I cried, and let go, thrusting up into her cunt as far as I could and feeling my cock spasm as the spunk bubbled through my balls and up into her cervix. Jesus, that wasn’t part of the plan, but damn it felt good!

She wasn’t finished yet, though. “Mark, come over here,” she said softly, and I could feel their eyes locked together, hypnotising him. He stood up, and shuffled awkwardly over towards us, his jeans around his knees. Karen reached forward, and gripped his cock in her hand, making him take a step further, and began slowly wanking him up and down. I reached around her and took the place of her hand on her clitoris, my finger snaking down to roll around my cock, still embedded in her cunt, cum leaking out around it and wetting my balls. She gasped, and I felt her muscles contacting up and down - yes, she was cumming again, I thought, or maybe she hadn’t stopped! Mark’s breath was coming in short pants now, and then he groaned, loudly, and shot his load all over Karen’s tits, one spurt, two, three, four. He stepped back half a pace, unsteadily, and Karen let go of his cock, bringing her hand up to her mouth and licking a few drops of his cum from it. Mark almost fell back into his seat, spent, and Karen eased herself up and off my cock, falling onto her back on the sofa with a giant groan.

I looked at her in amazement, as she lay there, chest heaving up and down, spunk covering her tits and oozing from her cunt, cheeks flushed red. Only the weekend before I’d needed to get her totally drunk in order to take advantage of her, and here she was, totally in charge of me and my housemate! “Jesus, boys, that was great!” she said. “What happened to the video?”

The screen was blank. Mark and I looked at it, and each other, laughing - none of us had realised when the film had finished. Karen, in the meantime, sat up. “Excuse me a moment,” she said. “Must go to the toilet.” She trailed her arm across my chest as she left the room.

Mark breathed out heavily. “Christ, mate, she’s a one, eh?” he said, pulling on his boxer shorts.

I laughed. “Yeah, I guess so. You cool?”

“Yeah,” he said, “that was, well, kinda mad, but in a good way. Maybe I’ll just leave you to the rest of the night though, eh?”

“Alright, mate, see ya,” I said, and he left the room to go upstairs, giving me a wink as he did so.

Karen strolled back in a couple of minutes later. “Hey, I’m sorry about that, don’t know what came over me,” she said. “Well, Mark did, I guess, but you know what I mean!”

“No, don’t be daft,” I said, “that was great. Shouldn’t have cum in you, but…”

She interrupted. “No, I guess not, but I just didn’t want to move, and I loved feeling you cum, it just made me cum more and more.” She sat down next to me, and bent to kiss me. “Hope that wasn’t too weird with Mark?”

“No,” I said, “I’ve never done anything like that before, and I’m pretty sure he hasn’t, but I’m sure we’ll be cool about it. First for you too?”

She nodded. “It was that film,” she said. “Got me thinking about all the things I’ve never done before!” I laughed, and she yawned. “But it’s worn me out. Fancy taking me to bed? To sleep, this time!”

We picked up our clothes from the floor, and walked upstairs. I got into bed and she wriggled her back up to my front. Within a couple of minutes we were both sleeping soundly.

CHAPTER 8 - SUNDAY MORNING

I woke up at around eight o’clock on Sunday morning, stretched and yawned. Karen was sleeping still, lying on her back, one arm resting over the duvet, which was pushed down just enough to give me a tantalising glimpse of her breast. I smiled as the weekend’s events so far raced through my brain, and, trying not to disturb her, got up to go to the toilet. I was sure that Mark would still be in, and I would normally have thrown a robe on to go downstairs, but after the night before I decided there was little point, and walked downstairs naked, my morning hard on leading the way.

I came out of the toilet to find Karen, also naked, in the kitchen, having put the kettle on. “Morning,” she smiled. “My turn in the loo now, are you going to finish making tea?”

“Well that’s not the first thing on my mind,” I grinned, stepping towards her and stroking her chest.

She slid away from me, though. “Ooh, you are insatiable!” she laughed. “But you’ll have to give me a minute or two.”

I shrugged. “See you upstairs in a bit, then.” She went into the bathroom, and I poured hot water onto the tea, before taking a couple of mugs upstairs and jumping under the covers again - the morning was a lot colder than the previous day.

Karen wasn’t long, and she climbed into bed next to me, shivering slightly. “This walking around naked is all very well,” she said, “but its bloody freezing in your bathroom!” I hugged her to warm us both up, and we sat in bed drinking tea. “Look at us,” she laughed, “we’re like an old married couple!”

I put down my empty mug. “Not sure about that. Do you think old married couples do this?” I rolled towards her, taking her mug out of her hand and placing it on the floor, before pinning her to the bed, her arms above her head, and jamming my thigh in between hers. She gasped as I licked all the way up from her belly button to her neck, and then kissed her lightly on the lips before easing my head down to concentrate my tongue on her tits.

“Oh that’s nice!” she whispered, as I started to ease my way further down the bed, fingertips brushing her nipples as I kissed her stomach and her legs opened wider to allow me to shuffle in between them. Her pussy tasted fantastic, sweet as honey, with just a hint that I’d cum in her last night. “You know what I said last night?” she said, just when I was wondering whether I should make her cum like this or whether I should fuck her now.

“What?” I grunted, getting back to my tongue workout.

“About trying new things, like on the video,” she said, her voice almost muffled for me by her thighs around my ears. “Well, have you ever tried, well, anal?”

I looked up from between her legs. I had, a couple of times with an old girlfriend. I’d enjoyed it more than her, I think - looking back she wasn’t as relaxed or as lubricated as she’d needed to be, and I’d probably rushed it a little. I’d vowed not to do so if the opportunity came up again! “I wouldn’t say I’m an expert,” I said. “But I’m always willing to practise!”

“I just loved that on the tape last night,” she said, grinding her pussy into my hand to remind me that I’d stopped licking her. I bent my back and rolled my tongue around her clit again, as she continued. “I was dreaming about it, and it just felt so naughty, so dirty. Do you want to fuck me, Joe, do you want to fuck me in the arse?”

“Yeah, I’d love to, you dirty girl,” I smiled up at her again. “But I’m gonna make you cum like this first, just to get you nice and relaxed!” Her clit, pink and swollen, quivered in front of my face as I gently lapped at it, before sucking it totally into my mouth and sliding two fingers into her juicy cunt. She groaned, head back on the pillows, back slightly arched, and I slid my thumb down from on top of her thigh to graze just below her pussy, transferring plenty of her wetness and my saliva onto it before placing it on her puckered arsehole. She tensed slightly, then relaxed again, as I gently moved my thumb around her dark entrance. “Does that feel good?” I managed to mumble through my mouthful of pussy.

“Yeah,” she groaned, and I pushed my thumb inside her tight hole, up to the knuckle. Again, she tensed slightly, but my mouth on her clit took her mind off any pain, and I pushed my thumb further into her without complaint. I could feel my fingers moving in her cunt with my thumb, held still in her arse, something I’d never felt before. Karen was gasping a little, breathing heavily and squeezing her hand on my head, pulling at my hair, loving the attention I was giving her, almost ready to cum. I slowly started to rotate my thumb, and that pushed her over the edge, her hand thumping up and down on the bed beside her as she cried out. “Oh, yes, yes, oh I’m cumming, so hard…don’t stop, yes….yes!”

I didn’t want to stop, but I did want to fuck her. I eased my face up from between her legs, and gently pulled my fingers and thumb from inside her. “Roll over,” I instructed, and she did so with a naughty glint in her eyes, kneeling with her arse in the air in front of me. Also kneeling, I bent to lick her, slowly, from her clitoris along to her puckered arse, hearing her groan again as my reward. Holding my palm flat against her pussy, I gently licked around her arsehole, before poking my tongue just inside it, causing her to shudder. I didn’t think I had anything suitable to use as a lubricant, so I needed her as relaxed as possible, and I think I was pretty close to achieving that. Looking up, I edged my way forward, and with my hand on her arse, rubbed my hard cock up and down over her dripping pussy. She groaned, and I pushed inside her cunt, wetting my cock for what was to come. Oh, she felt fantastic, pushing herself up against me, hard.

I’ve always enjoyed the sight of my cock sliding in and out of a woman, and this was no exception - I thrust in and out, a little harder now. I might have carried on fucking her pussy, too, but she called me back from my own little world. “Come on,” she said, “I want to feel you in my arse.”

Slowly, I backed out of her, and rested the tip of my cock on her tightest hole. She almost growled, and, holding onto my shaft, I pushed forward, just enough so that the tip disappear. Karen let out a low moan, and I quickly asked if she was okay. “Mmm, yeah,” she said, “it hurt, but it was a good hurt!”

Smiling to myself, I pushed forward just a little more, a tiny bit at a time, which wasn’t easy with her arse muscles tensing and contracting constantly. Somehow, gradually, she’d taken all of my cock into her arse, and was lying there, impaled and gasping. It felt fantastic, so tight, so dirty. When I felt her hand reach down between her legs and start fondling my balls I nearly exploded there and then. “Oh yeah,” I groaned. “If that feels as good to you as it does to me…”

“Yeah, it feels so good!” She raised her hips just slightly, causing my cock to slip out of her an inch or two, and instinctively I pushed it back, a little harder. “Ooohhh,” Karen cried, “Jesus that’s good!” Encouraged, I started to slowly ease myself back and forth, a couple of inches at a time, then three or four, getting her arse used to this new sensation. It was an amazing sight as I looked down on her back, and an amazing feeling as I felt her fingers rubbing her clitoris and brushing my cock. “Fuck, that’s amazing, I’m so close to cumming!” she cried.

“I’m close too, you look fucking amazing like this!” I told her.

“Yeah, cum in me, lets cum together!” she gasped. “Oh yes! Now, now!”

I thrust as far into her as I could, hard, and felt my balls churning as my spunk bubbled through them, spurting up into her arse. Karen, gasping, was almost falling over as she bucked against me, her arse muscles clenching furiously as her cum flowed from her pussy. It was hard, fast and frantic, both of us trying to stay in some sort of rhythm but both needing to concentrate too much on our own orgasm to worry too much about the other. Finally she collapsed, face forward on the bed, and I lay still above her, propping myself up on my elbow so I didn’t crush her. “Hey, you okay?” I asked, gently.

She tried to turn her head to look at me, but couldn’t because of the way our bodies were positioned. I eased back off her, withdrawing my sticky cock from her arse with an audible plop, and we turned to face one another. Karen embraced me, her arms around my neck, kissing my lips. Her eyes were shining brightly - were there tears? I kissed her back, and we eased apart. “You okay?” I repeated.

“Yeah,” she whispered. “That was weird, pretty painful actually. But I came so hard. Don’t know if I’ll be able to walk or sit down for a bit…” She laughed as she tailed off. “What about you?”

“I’m great!” I smiled. “I love being with such a, I don’t know, sexual person, I guess. You being turned on turns me on, and it’s kinda cool to do something that feels naughty, eh? As you know after yesterday!”

She smiled again. “Yeah, the danger thing again, pretty hot for me!”

I ran my hand over her back and across her bottom, feeling my sticky spunk leaking from her arse and trickling down onto the sheet. “Mmm, you’re always hot for me!”

She slapped my hand gently. “Not more, not yet anyway. You couldn’t, I bet!” I looked down at my penis, shrunken now, covered in spunk, and shrugged, ruefully. Karen laughed. “I think it’s my turn to be first in the shower,” she said, and jumped up from the bed, grabbed a towel and walked quickly from the bedroom before I could react.

I lay back in my bed, breathing out hard. What a way to start a Sunday! I couldn’t remember when Karen’s coach to take her home was, but I hoped it wasn’t for a couple of hours yet. Maybe I should go and join her in the shower? I sat up in bed, and, making my mind up, grabbed my own towel and padded downstairs.

I heard the shower going, and tried the bathroom door, which wasn’t locked. Throwing my towel on the floor, I saw her silhouetted behind the screen, back to me as the shower beat down on her head. I opened the door and slipped in behind her, running my fingertips down her back. She didn’t jump at all, she must have sensed me in the room. “Wondered how long you’d be,” she smirked, turning to embrace me again.

“Well I’m getting longer!” I grinned, nodding to where my cock was growing between her legs.

She chuckled. “Well I’m clean now, but maybe you need a wash!” She reached for a bar of soap, and ran it over my chest, before resting her hand next to my now fully erect penis, and stretching up on her toes to kiss my lips. She then dropped to her knees in front of me as I thanked whatever sort of god I could think of that the landlord had installed a decent shower. Karen was running the bar of soap over my wet body, and following it a few seconds later with her mouth. My cock was bumping on her chin, and I was willing her to suck me, but she was teasing, gently soaping it first, as I congratulated myself on my powers of recovery. She had that kind of effect on me! “Well I think you’re clean now,” she smiled up at me. “Want to get dirty again?”

She held out her hand for me to help her to her feet, and crushed her body against mine, kissing me hard, and raised her leg up to my hip. I could see where she was going, and bent my knees slightly to let my cock slip down her stomach and in between her legs, nestling up against her pussy. She groaned, and pulled her arms tighter around my neck, trying to pull herself up onto me. I helped her by grabbing her arse in both hands, picking her feet off the floor and pushing her back against the wall. My cock bounced around, nearly but not quite finding its target a couple of times, before finally it hit home, easing slowly into her slippery cunt. I stood still, breathing hard, getting us both used to this position. She bent her neck, and we kissed. “Fuck me,” she said, simply.

The only way I could really get any sort of movement was by bending my knees slightly, then straitening them again. She didn’t feel particularly heavy, especially with the wall supporting her back, but I wasn’t sure quite how long I could keep this up. I thought I’d better make it a quickie!

Karen was obviously of the same mind. Her expression, the squeezing motion of her cunt around my cock, and her words all encouraged me to thrust as hard and fast as I could. “Yeah, fuck me, that feels good,” she cried out. “Fill me up, cum in me!”

“Mmm, are you sure?” I gasped, feeling my cock thicken even more at the prospect.

“Yeah, I want to feel you cum in me again,” she groaned. “And do it soon, I’m gonna cum…now!” And she did, making it even harder for me to hang on to her slippery, wet body. My cock twitched hard, too, and I was cumming, splashing my spunk into her, causing another groan and spasm of her body, only a couple of spurts this time. Trembling, I had to pull out of her and let her drop to the floor, where she sat in front of me, legs splayed, water spraying over her face and delightful tits, the picture of sexual satisfaction. I slid down the side of the shower to join her.