(This is, sort of, a continuation of the "Amy and Liz" story. Amy and Liz had broken up, again, and Liz had moved out about 10 or 11 days previously.)
I was sitting talking on the phone in my bedroom, shorts and a t-shirt, no underwear as I had just gotten out of the shower.
Amy walked in as the door was open. She was moping around the house; I called it moving from the "angry with Liz" stage to the "missing Liz" stage of their break-up. I was sure it was only another week before they would be back together.
I muted the phone and said, "What's up, sweetie?"
"Can you rub my back?"
"Sure, lay down."
She lay down on the bed and tucked her arms under her body.
I finished my phone call and put the phone on the bedside table.
I rubbed her back, neck, and shoulders. Repeatedly moving from her shoulders to her lower back and along her sides.
After about five minutes, she stopped me, raised up to her knees and pulled her t-shirt and sports bra off. I caught a quick glimpse of her magnificent tits before she lay back down again.
I hesitated a moment then continued rubbing her smooth skin. It was warm and silky, as if she had just moisturized. I was enjoying the feel.
Without warning, she flipped onto her back.
"Do my front, please." Her eyes were closed as if she was going over a plan in her head.
I looked at her face, shrugged, and massaged her tits. They were as perfect as I remember from our first sexual encounter.
I rubbed her stomach. Feeling her tense up from being ticklish, I went back to her tits.
As I rubbed, her nipples started to harden. I looked at her face, but her eyes were closed and I judged the slight smile to be one of contentment.
"Fortune favors the bold," ran through my mind. I bent and sucked her nipple into my mouth while massaging her other tit.
She did not object or stop me, only sighing in pleasure (is how I took it).
I moved to her other nipple, a rock-hard eraser under my tongue. I sucked, licked, and nipped, first one then the other, massaging the one not in my mouth.
Taking a chance, I rubbed my right hand down her belly, stopping just above the vee. Moving the fingers right to left, I signaled my intent to rub her pussy. No protest came from her, just a slight moan.
I moved my hand slowly over her sweatpants toward my target, she spread her legs giving me access. I rubbed her pussy. I felt her heat through the sweats.
Rubbing back and forth on her pussy and sucking her tits elicited more moans from her. She grabbed my right hand and moved it from her pussy.
I thought, "It's over; nice while it lasted."
She moved my hand toward her tits, then placed it on her stomach and pushed it under her sweats. I didn't need directions to know what she wanted.
As my hand crept into her panties and toward her bald mound, she spread her legs further. Nope, definitely know what she wants me to do.
My finger found her clit and I rubbed the nub, then continued through her slit to the hole. She was soaking wet.
It suddenly dawned on me - she wasn't moping, she was horny.
I penetrated her cunt and finger-fucked her several times.
"I could do this better if you take your clothes off," I said, hopefully.
"You take them off," she replied.
I pulled her sweats and thong off her legs. Removing her socks, I sucked the big toe of each foot into my mouth. Not really a foot man, I kissed up first one leg then the other.
At her thighs, I nibbled and sucked, teasing her as to what was to come a little north of my location.
I looked to see her reaction. She was massaging her tits and pulling on her nipples, extending them to almost half an inch in length. It looked painful but she continued with a nipple between each thumb and index finger.
I licked to her pussy. Spreading her lips, I sucked her clit into my mouth then moved to her hole. Licking and sucking, I fought to keep up with the juice that was flowing from her.
I returned to her clit as my middle finger entered her cunt and I circled it inside trying to stimulate her G-spot.
She grabbed my head and ground her snatch on my face. Bucking onto my finger, she fucked herself through the orgasm she so desperately needed.
She relaxed on the bed, her need taken care of temporarily. I did not touch her; I knew what this was... I was a way for her to get off. Her girlfriend was not here so she used the next available human. I took no offense and expected nothing in return. Hell, I just got to eat 23yo pussy - I was happy.
She sat up. Looking at me, I know she wanted to leave but felt she owed me something.
"Feel better?" I asked, attempting to relieve the awkwardness.
"Yes, thanks. What do you want in return?" she asked.
"Nothing, darling, I'm here for you."
"How about a hand job?"
"Well, I won't turn that down," I smiled. "Will you talk dirty?"
She laughed, "Sure. How dirty do you want it?"
"Fucking nasty." I made a face to show how nasty I wanted it.
"Bet you want me to say cunt a lot, right?"
I nodded vigorously.
She rubbed my cock through my shorts. It was already hard from eating her, even though he knew he was not going to get any pussy himself.
"Take these off," she told me. The shorts were halfway off before she finished the sentence.
She started jerking my cock and looked at me as I took off my t-shirt.
"Got any lube?" she asked.
"No. I finished the bottle yesterday. Have to pick some up next time I'm out."
"What were you jerking off to? When you fucked me and Liz? Putting your cock in our tight cunts? Our hot mouths sucking your cock?" she licked her lips seductively then bit her lower lip.
Fuck - was she thinking about it too or was that in keeping with the "talking dirty" she was doing.
