The knock at the door had arrived amazingly fast; amazingly fast but not surprisingly fast given that Ian had a pretty good idea what was waiting for him at Lynn's.
"It's my day off and I'm a bit bored," Lynn had told him on the phone, barely ten minutes earlier.
"Fancy coming round for a bit?" she had asked him almost apologetically. She knew Ian was at work but his office was hardly five minutes drive from her house. She also knew that he could be pretty flexible with his lunch hours, in terms of time and length, and that if she caught him before 11.30 then there was no way he would have left to get some dinner.
"I'm SO glad you rang Lynn. I was just thinking about you," he'd told her on the phone. This was exactly what Lynn wanted to hear. It was her day off and she actually was quite bored. What she hadn't told Ian in so many words was that she was feeling extremely horny and really needed his cock. But she felt sure that he would understand that the words 'a bit' really meant 'sex', or 'a good fuck'.
Lynn did, from habit, check through the spy-hole in the door that the knock she had heard was Ian and then, as casually as that pleasant twitch between her legs would allow, she unlocked the door and let him in.
"Brought you these," he said, handing her some hastily bought flowers before locking the door behind him, grinning from ear to ear as he did.
"Love the dress," purred Ian as he kissed Lynn firmly on the mouth. He had half expected to find her almost naked when he arrived but was pleasantly surprised to find her in a casual summer dress, sheer black stockings that he guessed were hold ups and a pair of her favourite black high heels.
His reason for loving the dress was all too obvious. Despite it falling to well below Lynn's knee, the split on her left leg went all the way up to her waist, not to mention the fantastic way it showed off Lynn's ample cleavage.
She led Ian by the hand to the sofa, a dirty grin on her face as she sat him down before placing her left knee beside him, in a way that just about revealed the full extent of the split in her carefully chosen dress.
She draped her leg across Ian's knee, exposing her stocking top and confirming for him that she was wearing hold up stockings, again carefully chosen both to compliment her dress and satisfy her dirty-minded lover.
Lynn's mouth searched for Ian's as her hand searched for his cock; a cock that was already hard as he gently stroked her thigh that was naked above her stocking top. She was enjoying the way he was caressing her warm thigh but in one swift move, Ian had eased open her legs, swept his hand across her inner thigh and was now rubbing furiously at Lynn's pussy through her knickers. The silky feel of her lingerie being thrust onto her labia by her lover was more than enough to start Lynn moaning with pleasure and Ian was in no hurry to take them off for her.
The horny couple were kissing passionately as their rubbing and stroking become more intense. Their excitement was increasing by the second as they moaned and purred into each other's mouths and they were both still fully clothed! Ian's zip was firmly in place as Lynn massaged his cock through his trousers whilst Ian's hand had found its way into Lynn's knickers and was rhythmically fingering her damp pussy.
Their tongues remained locked together as Lynn slid her other hand onto Ian's cock. She could wait no longer. She quickly unbuttoned his trousers, unzipped him and gripped his stiff tool in the flesh, cupping his balls with her other hand as he slipped a finger inside her hungry pussy.
Lynn was slowly and gently wanking Ian's shaft as he slowed to a similar pace between her thighs as she opened and closed her legs for him; partly to tease Ian and partly to intensify his stimulation.
They stayed in that position for quite a while, content with their mutual hand relief. Their kissing became increasingly frantic, almost too frantic at times, but Ian couldn't resist pulling away from Lynn's mouth to suck on her perfect round nipple as Lynn eased the left strap of her dress down her arm and offered Ian one of her gorgeous tits to nuzzle on.
They sat manacled together in a perfect position, for starters anyway. Lynn was writhing about on her back as if she was ready to cum, Ian's cock slotted perfectly in her tender hand. Ian meanwhile was feasting on one of Lynn's firm tits with his mouth as two of his fingers delved into her pussy, a pussy he would very soon be balls-deep in, probably on her sofa. A break to their sucking, petting and stoking as they made their way upstairs could risk spoiling the moment; there was no good reason they couldn't continue right there on her sofa. There was always the floor if need be!
"I wanna suck your cock," Lynn panted to Ian. She was feeling a little too close to orgasm at the way Ian's hand and mouth were working their magic on her and she wasn't ready to cum just yet.
Ian remained sitting on the sofa, his cock standing naked and upright ready for Lynn to take into her mouth and take it she did. She placed her face into his lap as she stretched out on the sofa. The taste of his salty pre-cum excited Lynn as she took his throbbing purple head into her mouth, keeping a tight yet tender grip on his thick shaft as she moved her lips up and down its length. Ian watched intently as she worked his cock, gently stroking the stocking top that the split in Lynn's dress has exposed once more.
Ian couldn't take his eyes off the sight of Lynn taking his full length into her mouth, then out again to lick its throbbing head. He subtly gathered some of Lynn's thick blonde hair in his fist and gently pushed her head further onto his cock. He gasped with pleasure as he realised this enabled his cock to fill Lynn's mouth as much as was possible; her lips were practically kissing his balls he was so deep inside.
Throughout Lynn's expert cocksucking, Ian was casually undressing himself, removing his tie at first, and then slowly unbuttoning his shirt as she continued to deepthroat him. He was balls deep inside one moment and barely in her mouth the next as Lynn worked the full length of his cock with her eager lips.
Lynn had always enjoyed sucking Ian's thick cock but she was really going for it today. She'd got so excited at the prospect of ringing him at work to coax into coming round to give her a good, hard fucking that she was more enthusiastic than ever once she'd got his cock out.
Ian slipped off his shirt, being careful not to crease it too much as he was expected back at the council within the hour, and began edging his trousers down, being careful not to dislodge his cock from the firm and eager grasp of Lynn's lips.
He did however deliberately take his cock from her mouth as he undressed but only so she could give some of her expert attention to his bulging balls; balls that would soon be emptied deep inside Lynn but for now he was enjoying her oral skills far too much. As she licked and sucked on his balls, he tenderly brushed some hair from Lynn's cheek so that she had no need to release his cock from her loving grasp before nudging her mouth back towards his cock once more; a mouth that was still eager to suck and a tongue that was made to lick his cock.
Still almost fully dressed and with a naked man's cock in her mouth, Lynn was now desperate for Ian to lick her pussy. He'd teased her clitoris almost enough to bring her to orgasm only minutes earlier and it was gloriously wet and swollen, crying out for his tongue.
"Shall we 69?" she asked him, barely removing his cock as she spoke, and knowing that Ian could never resist 69ing with her, especially if it was her suggestion.
