For Women Who Like It: Dressed, Told and Exposed
Spring was already hot enough to make sweat trickle down her tummy. She woke up alone on Saturday and wanted to call him right away. She had that horny feeling in her limbs that makes you want to stretch your legs all over the place.
Her boyfriend was out of town and she had met a guy the night before at a cafe. They talked for hours, flirted, walked toward his apartment but she got scared and at that end of the night moment, she took his numbers and went home.
She kept thinking about him all night. Couldn't sleep and regreted her faithfulness. She tugged on her panties for a while, inching them up her crotch in frustration. She finally picked up the phone.
It rang a few times and then he answered.
"Hi. James. This is Veronica...from last night."
"Hello there."
"I want to come over."
"Why the change of mind?" he asked.
"You made me too horny. I want you to fuck more than I do my boyfriend."
He laughed. "That's not very faithful, young lady."
"I know. I'm bad. I just love to be slutty. It feels too good."
"If that's what you want, than that's what you'll get."
"What do you want me to do? I need to be told what to do."
He paused. "I want you to wear something for me. A white dress, that is see-through. And a tiny g-string underneath. No bra. Make sure I can see your nipples."
"Anything else?"
"Yes, meet me here in a half hour."
She put on a white thin summer dress that was meant for the beach because you could see almost completely through it. She found a tiny white g-string that had shrunk so small, she had to pull it tight up her butt to get it on her thin, curvy body. She looked in the mirror. She looked like an exposed little slut.
Someone knocked on the door. She thought it was him. She opened up the door. It was the building's repairman. He had come to fix something. He looked her up and down.
"I just came to fix the pipe you told me about. Do you want me to come back?" He stared at her breasts.
He was about ten years older than her, black, built and always looked greasy and dirty.
"Will it take long?"
"No. I just thought with you dressed like that..."
"Oh.."
The phone rang. It was him.
He asked where she was. She told him about the repairman.
"Tell him why you're dressed like that. Then suck him off," he said.
"What!"
"If you want to be a little slut, then be one. And make sure to suck his balls and lick his ass."
"No. He's all sweaty."
"Do it or I'll come over there and make you do it."
She hung up the phone. She went back to the repairman.
"Am I interrupting something? he asked.
"Well. You see. Can I be honest with you?"
"Sure."
"I like to dress up like a dirty litty whore and then have men tell me what to do."
His eyes rose.
"Well you sure look like you want it. Why don't you come over here and pull my workpants down."
She walked over and got on her knees. With this strange man's bulge in her face and the smell of his sweat in her nose, she became uncontrollable. She pulled down his pants and boxers. She looked up at him and wrapped her thick lips around his long, wide cock. It was 8 inches and thick as a bat. She could barely get it in her mouth. She tried to grab onto it but he took her hands and put them behind her back.
She was sucking away the best that she could. Saliva was dripping down her face onto the floor as he grabbed her head and started to penetrate her mouth in and out. She kept gagging and he kept making her open wider. In the mirror behind him, she could see his butt tense up as he fucked her little face.
Her panties were soaked. He tasted salty all over. She bent her head down and licked his balls clean, then she slid her tongue along his ass. When he felt this, he turned around.
"Lick my ass."
He grabbed her head and thrust it between his cheeks. He had a muscular ass. She licked his asshole back and forth and then slid the tip of her tongue in it and back out. He made her lie on the floor and he sat his ass on her face and made her do it some more.
Then there was a knock at the door. She had left it unlocked and it opened. It was him. He looked at her lying on her back with the repairman's ass in her face.
"She a nice little slut isn't she?"
"Are you her boyfriend?"
"No. Her boyfriend is out of town."
"James?" she said. "Will you please tell him to come on me?" She loved when men wanted to come on her.
James looked at her. She was wearing what he had asked. "Why don't you lick him until he wants to."
She did what she was told and buried her mouth between his legs. He put his cock straight down and made her suck it, with his balls hitting her face. He thrust harder and harder until finally he pulled out. She closed her mouth and he came all over her lips and cheeks.
She stuck her tongue out and tried to lick it up but it streamed onto the floor.
"You better lick that up," said James.
She looked at him. She got on her hands and knees and licked the cum off the hardwood floor and swallowed it all.
Her pussy had hardly been touched and she was so horny she was willing to do anything.
The repairman put his pants back on and she stood up. She kissed James who could taste the fresh cum in her mouth. The repairman grabbed her by the hair and stuck his tongue deep in her mouth. He said thanks, that he'd be back for the repairs later and then left.
She looked at James. "Please tell me what you want. I want you to know that I'll do anything for you. Even when my boyfriend comes back, if you feel like fucking me, call me and I'll come over."
