Meeting Jae

The following morning, Sunday, Laura woke to find herself still clothed, minus her panties. Thoughts of the previous evening flooded back, making her smile and blush at the recollection. The neighbour, Jake, had seen most of her, but she'd seen almost nothing of him. She wondered what he was like and whether he would call. She thought it most likely that he would, but if he didn't, she could always go back and knock on his door -- though she thought that might feel too intrusive. And what would she say? "Hi, I'm the girl who peed in your garden and then came back a couple of weeks later to masturbate for you." She blushed again at the thought. Then she recalled the moment after she left, when he'd picked up her wet panties, held them in his hands, and gently pressed them to his face. She liked that he had something so personal of hers, and it felt good that it seemed to be important to him as well.

She slipped out of her dress and looked in the mirror, still wearing her stockings and suspenders. With her makeup a little smudged and a few blades of grass stuck to her knees, she thought "Bit of a slut," but instead of feeling self-conscious, it made her smile. She was happy to be a bit of a slut for him. She ran the shower and absent-mindedly forgot to take her stockings and suspenders off, feeling them tighten slightly on her legs as the water soaked in. She could see the outline of herself in the mirror through the steamed glass and thought, "More than just a bit of a slut," this time with a much bigger smile. She carefully slid the wet stockings down her legs, removed the suspender belt and put her face under the shower spray, thinking that whatever had happened last night, she'd learned something about herself -- though it wasn't entirely clear what that was, or what she should or could to do about it.

Often on Sundays she'd extend her shower with an indulgent masturbation session. The warm water flowing down her body always felt amazing, and it made for a lovely release to take the shower-head off the wall and direct the jets on her clitoris till the warm water pushed her over the edge into a gentle, slow, orgasm that left her feeling relaxed. Today though, that just didn't appeal, so she finished washing, did her hair, dressed, and made coffee.

It was 11am, and Laura was thinking what to do today -- maybe go to the gym, catch up with friends, or go for a run -- when her phone rang. She was so focused on the day's plan that she was taken aback when a slightly nervous voice said, "Hi Laura, it's Jake." Her heart pounded and her mind raced -- wow that was quick! Her previous dates had usually called, or more likely messaged a day or two later -- sometimes longer. It wasn't cool to appear too keen, apparently.

"Hi Jake", she said in an equally nervous tone, not quite knowing what else to say.

"Hey, umm, so we really did something last night, didn't we?" he replied, with little of the confidence of the previous evening. "Look, I hope you don't regret any of it, Laura. I thought it was amazing."

"There's the amazing word again. Nice, but he needs to find a new adjective," she thought. Laura took a deep breath and said, "Jake, I don't regret a moment of it. But I want you to know that I'm not normally like that at all. I never dreamed I could do such things as last night."

Jake replied, "Well, perhaps 'normal' isn't something to strive for or measure ourselves against. We can't know ourselves until we push some boundaries," which, she thought, was hard to argue with.

"Laura, could we meet for coffee today if you are free? I'd really like to meet the real you." Things were moving a little faster than Laura had expected, and her mind was struggling to keep up. "Yes, sure, that would be nice," she said with nervous enthusiasm. "Nice?" she thought to herself. "I said 'nice'?", and winced to herself at the inadequacy.

They arranged to meet at a coffee shop later in the afternoon. When Laura arrived, Jake was already there, wearing a dark jacket and jeans, and Laura, a simple blue top and skirt, as agreed, so they could recognise each other. Her immediate impression was that he looked a little older than her, maybe nearing 30, tall, quite handsome, and very nicely dressed. She was relieved that she found him attractive, and she hoped he felt the same.

They both sat down, and he reached across the table to shake her hand. "Jake," he said, bluntly and briefly, but with a smile. "Laura," she said. They both laughed -- breaking the initial tension. Their conversation flowed naturally, and they enjoyed each other's company, swapping stories, and sharing laughter. The afternoon passed quickly, and as the coffee shop was closing, he invited her back to his place. It was only 5pm., but regardless, he offered a glass of wine, which she gratefully accepted, and the conversation finally turned back to the previous evening.

"Jake, I wanted to ask... I saw you pick up my panties last night and then hold them to your face. Why did you do that?"

He looked a little uncomfortable, but replied, "Well after what we shared, I wanted to feel close to you and they were all I had. Also, to be honest, you smelled amazing," his face reddened at the confession.

"That's really sweet Jake. Actually, they're my nicest pair so can I have them back now that you have me here?"

His face reddened further, and he said, "I can wash them for you. Get the lipstick out and um..."

"It's ok Jake thanks, but I can do that myself." Jake went off to get them and brought them back to where they were sitting. "I'm afraid umm...," he started. And she looked down -- they were still wet but it didn't look like hers, a little whiter maybe...

"Jake, did you?"

"Yes. I just had to," he answered quickly, "last night and again this morning. It was umm, intense," he added.

She thought for a moment. She couldn't imagine any of her ex's doing that, or confessing to it if they did. She also thought that with the right person she could certainly imagine herself doing something similar. She mused, that maybe they had more in common than just one adventurous evening... Another moment passed and an idea came. She stood up from where they were sitting together on the sofa, reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She sat back down next to him, and then held the gusset of her panties over his nose.

"Do I smell nice today too Jake?" she asked -- his eyes widening as her musky scent entered his nose. The growing bulge in his jeans answered her question, and she was feeling brave adding, "Jake you saw everything of me last night so now I want to see something of you. You asked me to do things for you last night and now I think it's my turn"

"Yes Laura, anything," was all he could muster, as his hardness grew further.

"Jake, show me how much you like my scent? Masturbate for me now. That's only fair right?" She smiled, unzipped his jeans, pulled down his boxers and released his, already hard, cock. She wrapped it over her last night's panties and gently took his right hand and placed it on his cock. "Show me." she whispered in his ear.

He started to stroke his cock for her, gradually increasing the pace. Laura could feel herself getting wetter as she watched him, and saw his cock fully harden. When it seemed he was getting close, she asked him to slow down a little, then speed up again repeatedly. She'd never particularly felt like a dominant woman, but she loved this feeling of control over his release. Her own wetness was growing, threatening Jake's sofa, but also giving her an idea. She removed her panties from his face, apologising for stopping, and explained she was concerned about leaving a wet spot. She took her panties and wiped her, now soaking, pussy, and returned them to his face. His eyes widened again and she could feel him breathing hard through the gusset, taking in all of her scent. She saw his pace quicken, and she could tell he was getting desperate for release.

Laura made one last request, "Jake, open your mouth for me," and pushed the wettest part of her panties into his mouth, whispering, "Now, Jake, now!" His body tensed immediately and his back arched as he groaned. "That's it, Jake, squirt into my panties for me. I want to see all of it! All of it, Jake." She watched as his cum pushed through the thin material of her panties and ran down his cock. His body thrust and thrust again as he released his load for her. Gradually the waves subsided and she withdrew her panties from his face. In that first moment of his post-orgasmic paralysis, she gently guided his head to her shoulder and felt him press his face into her neck. She held him tight against her, comforting him saying, "That's it sweetheart, you can chill now." Sweetheart? Sweetheart? Where did that come from? It felt so natural, but still she winced at the over-step. She heard him murmur, "I'm happy to be your sweetheart", as he nuzzled further into her neck. At that, his breathing slowed to a steady pace and she felt his body relax into hers.

She held him close, thinking that while they knew almost nothing about each other, she could feel there was some sort of a special connection forming. In the past, if a lover had fallen asleep before satisfying her she would have been disappointed, and most likely annoyed at the selfishness. But she knew she had really pushed Jake's limits, as he had done with her the previous night. Not just in edging him, but in gently taking control, and enabling him to share something deeper of himself. She sat holding him tightly, for a long time. Her pussy was wet and swollen with her arousal, and she could feel that familiar feeling of uncomfortable congestion between her legs. But for the first time she realised that she could enjoy that feeling. She had given him something very special and that was enough for her -- for now.

Jake woke to find his head still being held against Laura's neck -- his spent cock still encased in her cum-soaked panties. Post-orgasmic reality kicked in, and he felt embarrassed and exposed. But she was holding him tight, comforting him, making it all ok. In that moment he felt she understood. He nestled into her neck and said simply, "Thank you." She tightened her grip in reply, and asked him to wait there for a minute. She got up, found the bathroom, wet a hand towel with warm water and returned to him. She knelt in front of him between his legs and removed her panties from his now limp cock. She could smell his cum and the musky scent of his sex, and at this she felt her still swollen pussy engorge further. She had intended to clean him with the warm wet towel, but with the sight of his cock, now changed her mind.

She asked him to slide forward a little, and to spread his legs wider. She moved closer and started licking the smaller drops of his cum that had missed her panties and fallen on the inside of his thighs. She felt his hand touch her head, gently encouraging her. She licked every inch of his inner thighs, then moved closer to his cock, her tongue probing and licking the sides of his balls, then gently lifting them, licking everywhere underneath and around them. She was very thorough and the contrast of her warm wet tongue and the cool air on his balls, wet from her tongue, felt amazing. There was cum pooled at the base of his cock that coated the inside of her mouth as she licked it up. Laura had never been a huge fan of the taste or feel, but this was Jakes cum, it was personal, and she loved every minute and every drop of it.

By the time she'd cleaned him everywhere except the head of his cock, she noticed it was starting to swell again. She raised one hand up to hold his hand, while the other raised his cock to her mouth, and gently retracted his foreskin. She gently kissed the very end of his cock, and left her lips there with her tongue on his frenulum -- not moving for a moment, just letting him feel the warmth of her mouth. Then slowly, very slowly, her mouth accepted his cock. She didn't stop until her lips were firmly around the base and she could feel the pressure of his cock at back of her throat. She felt him grip her hand tightly as he released a gentle low groan. She stayed there for a moment, his cock totally encased in her warm wet mouth, before slowly withdrawing, and repeating the movement. She could have worshipped his cock like this for hours. It made her feel special, connected to him, and so horny that she worried she might be dripping on his carpet.

By now, he was rock hard again and his movements and sounds had become more urgent, gently thrusting back into her mouth a little faster than she was moving -- asking, pleading, for more. She thought he'd been so good to cum in her panties as she'd asked, that now she wanted him to feel free to cum however he liked. She quickened her pace, now mostly working her lips on the head of his cock, swirling her tongue, sucking him firmly into her mouth, occasionally forcing it all the way to the back of her throat. At last she felt his hand tighten on hers as he thrust forward letting out a low groan. In response, she plunged her lips all the way to the base of his cock and hung on tight as he bucked into her mouth on each wave of his orgasm. She could feel his cum splash again and again against the back of her throat as he released into her mouth, and she held his cock deep until his orgasm subsided and she felt his body relax.

She wanted to stay like that for longer, feeling so close to him as his cock slowly softened in her mouth. But he reached down, gently lifted her face, and tenderly kissed her lips for the first time. She got up without losing contact with his lips, and sat across his lap facing him, as they kissed deeply and held each other for a long time. At last he managed to say, hoarsely, "Laura that was incredible! But what about you, are you ok?" Leaning her slightly back and looking down at her swollen, wet pussy, he saw she was anything but ok. Her wetness had run down both thighs, and her pussy was slick and partly open.

"I'm not ok, Jake. I'm not ok at all", she groaned. Her hips were bucking a little toward him, but in this position, there was nothing to rub her pussy against. "Poor Laura," he thought, she'd given him so much this afternoon, but it had left her in this extreme state of arousal. He needed to make it right for her. His mind was racing, but his cock was exhausted -- she'd wrung every drop from him and it felt like it might take days to recover. An idea came to him and he asked her to wait a minute. He returned with a blindfold, a towel, and something else she couldn't quite see. He put the blindfold on her and guided her to a place on the floor. She felt powerless and vulnerable, but she'd seen in his eyes how close he felt to her after what she'd done with him, and she thought that perhaps sometimes, powerless and vulnerable could be a very good thing.

He guided her gently to her knees and pulled her face gently to his cock so she could breathe his scent again. It seemed stronger this time -- perhaps it was the blindfold denying her sight, or just the increasingly desperate ache between her legs. She felt him kneel down next to her and placed a gentle hand on her back, guiding her onto her hands and knees, then further gentle pressure until her head was resting on her forearms, and her ass was in the air.

"Please Jake. I'm desperate. Make it good for me," she whispered. At this point she felt she could almost have cum by willpower alone.

"I will Laura, I will." he reassured her. Jake moved behind her placing a towel between her legs -- he'd seen in his garden what she could, and likely would, do. The first thing she felt was his warm, wet tongue circle her clitoris, before placing it gently and motionless on her clitoris. She felt a lovely warm wetness on her most sensitive part, but it wasn't enough.

"Jake, please," she pleaded, then felt his tongue lick upwards towards her pussy. Suddenly his face pressed against her pussy, and his tongue pushed as deep inside her as he was able. It was too much for her -- her time to orgasm record was broken. He felt her contract on his tongue, and her back arch as she pushed back hard against his face encouraging him to go deeper. He felt her first gush against his chin, and he wanted to move down to swallow everything of her as she had done for him. But he knew she needed his tongue where it was, so he kept pushing in and out in time with her contractions. Her gushing continued in time with each contraction, flowing down his neck and onto his chest. Wave after wave. He'd never seen a woman cum so hard, or for so long, or even squirt so much for that matter. He held his tongue gently inside her until well after her orgasm subsided.

"Jake," she said weakly as, exhausted satiated for the moment, she rolled onto her side into the foetal position. He moved behind her, slid one arm underneath her neck, and with the other, he held her tightly against him.

"Laura," was all he could say. They stayed like that for a while, until, rejuvenated, she turned to face him saying, "Jake that was incredible but you didn't think I'm finished did you?" with her cheekiest smile.

He smiled broadly, rolled her over onto her back and went down on her, his tongue had to work this time. He licked around and up and down her clit, then down to lick her opening and thrust inside again. She was bucking towards his face in rhythm with each stroke of his tongue, working with him and guiding him on the pressure and speed she needed. He thought about slowing things down to build the intensity, but it was clear she was desperately needed to cum again.

Suddenly she pushed him away, twisted around and mounted his face, saying quickly "Open your mouth" He heard her groan as she grabbed his hair, clenched her thighs hard around his head, and forced her pussy down hard onto his mouth. She held him firmly in place as she bucked against his face in orgasm. All of her gushed into him -- he swallowed again and again, struggling to keep up with the volume, but not wanting to waste a drop. As she finished, she let go of his hair, release her legs and fell sideways off his face seemingly satiated. He felt his top lip raw from the pressure of her pussy.

"Did I hurt you?" Laura asked with some concern. "Nah, I'm fine", he replied. "Good", she replied with the same cheeky smile as before, adding, "So one more then?"

He was starting to wonder what it would take to satisfy this wonderful woman. "You're very demanding," he teased.

"You didn't say that when I was sucking your cock." she replied. Again, that lovely, lovely, smile.

"I've never met anyone like you, you know." he said, looking at her suddenly serious.

She looked deeply into his eyes, and broke the tension with a cheeky, "Well come on then!"

Jake's cock was exhausted and his upper lip felt raw -- he was running out of options, but he still had one good idea left. He guided her back onto her knees, and this time, she bent over without needing to be asked. He knelt beside her and she felt his hand slowly slide over her bum and down to her pussy. A finger slid gently inside her wet and swollen pussy, ignoring her clit this time. Another soon followed, then another, slowly and gently. She struggled to accommodate them all, but welcomed the sensation, eager to feel as much of him inside her as possible. "One more," she requested, then felt his thumb slowly join the other three. At this point she was breathing heavily, desperately trying to relax her muscles to accommodate, but it was a little too much and she was disappointed to have to ask him to remove one. She felt his fingers slowly twist inside her until they were pressing firmly on her G-spot, then he started a slow but firm rhythmic movement on the front wall of her vagina.

"Oh jeez, yes," Laura said rather breathlessly, "yes, right there!" Again, he felt her push back on him at each stroke, guiding him with the pressure and speed she needed. He could tell from her breathing that her orgasm was building, but he had other ideas this time and slowed then turned his fingers so the pressure was now directed on the rear wall -- indirectly stimulating her anus. He adjusted position and placed something light on her lower back. She felt his hot breath, then his warm tongue, at the base of her spine. The licking became firmer and more exploratory, as he moved down between her butt cheeks. She realised in that moment what he was going to do and said urgently, "No Jake, please no."