Damon knocked on the door tepidly
"Oh my god! You are actually here!" Anne squealed as she opened the door.
She gave him an offset shoulder-touching sort of hug. It was the type of quick informal hug that girls use to lean away everything but the shoulder and limit body contact.
"Hey, of course I came. I told you I would." Damon stated as the hug broke away.
"installing an icemaker shouldn't be that big of a deal. I just had to make time to do it."
"Uh-huh" she said with an unreadable grin, "I am just glad you could finally make some time for me. Let me show you where it is." Damon followed her into the kitchen.
Anne was a cute girl, who made it look effortless or even occasionally accidental. She was not a done up beauty queen but a devilish grin and a sparkling blue eyes that lit up more when she was making trouble. She had on a short sleeve button up shirt over a tank top and running shorts. It showed a lot of her tan and
toned legs. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun that made Damon perpetually want to brush a dark strand behind her ear.
When they got to the kitchen, Damon pulled out the fridge. He cut into the wall to look for a pipe while Anne watched. She covered her ears in a a way that made her nose scrunch up cutely. Damon was not really sure why she watched him work so long but assumed she didn't trust him. He was no plumber or electrician but came from a time be had to figure out how to DIY everything.
"Fuck, copper lines." He muttered. "I will have to go and get some pieces to make this work."
"aww, that sucks do you want me to go with you?" Anne asked with that cute little rising inflection of curiosity that was quite endearing.
Damon needed some time away from this tension. He was not sure she wasn't noticing the lingering glances. He needed some time. Hell, he may need to go home and rub one out just to think straight again.
"Um, no, I'm not sure if I will find this at the first place and I may have to drive around a bit"
"Oh, ok." She seemed oddly disappointed for a trip to the hardware store. "Well, if you come back and I'm not home you can just put in the passcode 5778."
That was odd but fine. Damon left and there was an awkward tension. He must have been making her uncomfortable. He was trying to be nice by doing this. He was no longer sure if he was being a creeper, being taken advantage of by another pretty girl or something else.
Damon got in his truck and shook the stupid out of his head. Five minutes from the house he thought he should take a piece of pipe with him just in case. He turned around and went back. The house looked like she must have left. Shades
were drawn and lights were out. Well, that would make it less awkward. He pushed to PIN in and went in.
Damon moved into the kitchen. The light was still on in there. And he went to get the pipe piece he needed. He heard a sound and froze. Perhaps it was just the cat. He was feeling a little panicked. If she was actually home this could seem pretty creepy. Damon stood completely still and silent. "Mmmmh, Damon" he heard as little more than a whimper down the hall. Damon knew he should be sneaking out right now and pretending he hadn't heard anything. His head was swimming. The sound was cute but dripping with want. He was telling himself that he was crazy and there was no way she said his name. He crept down the hall filled with fear and excitement together with a healthy dose of lust. He peeked around a corner and looked in.
There laid out on her comforter he could see Anne. Her tank top was pulled up exposing her firm perky breasts. They were not huge but perfect. Her hand was pinching a pierced nipple and rolling it slightly less than gently.
Her shorts were around her ankles and her legs spread wide with a vibrator sliding slowly in and out of her slit. It was slick with her essence. Her pussy was trimmed to a neat triangle. Her hips were gently rolling to meet her vibrator. Damon could hear a pulsing buzz with a subtle slurping sound each time she withdrew it from her wet pussy. Her eyes were clinched as she let out another tiny whimper. He could
smell her in the air. Suddenly he was aware of the throbbing erection in his pants. Now that his attention was directed towards his member; it absolutely ached.
He continued to watch her in a trance. Every little thrust caused a pleasant amount of jiggle of her tits and every little bit of flesh on her body. She was breathing heavy now. "mmm yeah Damn eat that pussy." The buzzing of the electric boyfriend was being completely drowned out now by the wet of her slit as she rammed it harder. He could see the muscle in her inner thigh tensing as the pressure built. Her back arched and her eyes rolled back in her head as she came.
That was the hottest thing Damon had ever seen but the ecstasy gave way to panic as she shivered. Opened her eyes, her eyes went wide and she covered her nipples with one arm and her now dripping pussy with the other. They both froze for a moment. Their eyes met and Damon wanted to flee. Her pupils were blown like a heroin addict and she was panting like a dog in heat. Suddenly the panic and
shame left her face and she smiled that devilish smile. She had dropped the vibrator which now buzzed on the bed but put to fingers in her dripping snatch and began working them again without breaking her stare. She pinch's nipples and said "Eat my pussy."
Damon didn't hesitate to drop to his knees and buried his face in her sopping pussy
Although he generally would start with licking the clit this pussy was still clenching with orgasm and he pushed his tongue in as far as he could. He grabbed her hips and leveraged his tongue as long and as far as he could into her textured love canal. As hard as he was pushing she was thrusting back. After a few deep explorations he licked his tongue up the slit and began flicking his tongue on her clit. Once again
her back arched and her legs tensed. "Oh fuck" she whimpered. He grabbed her strong but plush thighs with his hands and continued to focus on her clit. Alternating between sucking, licking and shaking his head. His beard was now full of her juices. He thighs were now gripping his head as tightly as her hands gripped the sheets. He could see her nipples harden as she came all over his face.
Anne collapsed back to the bed and set up. Her body now glistening with sweat and breathing hard. She looked intensely in the eye. "God I have thought about that soooo many times, now let me show you something." She stood up, pulled Damon to his feet and sat him on the bed. She kneeled down and stared his hard dick at eye level. He was not porn star giant but a thick 7" didn't get too many
complaints. She cupped his balls and put her tongue on the base of his shaft and licked all the way up. As she reached the head she put it in her mouth and rolled her tongue under the tip. Then slid his dick all the way in. He could feel the spasms of her throat as she fought off a gag but she kept going. She looked up at him with a slight watering of her blue eyes with all of it in. She pulled back slowly than began working it with a hand and mouth together. Every once in a while she would take a lil too much and fight off a gag again.
She slowly pulled out of her mouth. " I need this dick in me so bad Damon. Just don't tell anyone". She straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto him guiding him into her with one hand while bracing her other hand on his shoulder. She had been enjoying the blowjob or was still hot from her own orgasms because her pussy was dripping wet. Still she was tight and he could feel her pause and take a breathe
before working it all the way in. The smooth soft skin of her inner thighs felt fantastic pressing around his hips and squeezing him. He ran his hands up her hips and over her shoulders. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down on it harder. "Ooohhh fuuuucckkk" she whimpered. She slowly rose up
and slid back up the length of his dick until he could feel his head on her lips again.
As she lowered herself again he felt her stretching out and let out a tiny grunt. This time he wrapped his fingers into her hair as he pulled her down the length of his shaft. He pulled her down and forward on to him. Her tits touched his chest and then her stomach on his. Like a buffet every inch of her body touched his. He pulled her head towards his and thrust his tongue into her mouth. Sparks flew when they finally kissed and ground their bodies against each other. Not the slips of girls Damon owned earlier but mature a woman. Her legs spread wide but the pressure of his strength and her clit pushed hard against this body. Her entire body ground against him and he felt her spine arching once again. Her legs tightened and his pulled her whole body again his in a vicious and sensual grind. "I can't cum again. It's too
sensitive."
Damon pulled her hips down towards him spreading her legs further and grinding her clit as he shoved his tongue aggressively into her mouth. His grip applied pressured on her as he ground her his against him. He could feel her pussy gripping his cock.
"I'm cumming agaaaaiiinnn." she moaned. She sat up and arched her back. She was digging her nails into his thighs leaning back with her hard nipples on her jiggling tits as she shook.
She collapsed on top of Damon. He sweaty naked body pressed against him and her breathing heavy. He could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her pussy juices running down his balls. She lingered. Her body pressed to his with their sweat adhering their flesh even closer. She slowly slid off and lay next to him on the bed, still panting.
"Jesus, I needed that for so long. You don't understand." she breathed.
"I am not done with you,Kitten." He said commandingly.
