Just seconds after getting the sex of her life, Leslie answered her front door, looking sombre as she let her boyfriend come in. She was wearing a green T-shirt, no bra, so her monster tits were hanging loose inside. She wore loose grey track pants, no socks. Her shoulder length brown hair was down. Obviously she had not showered, hell she hadn't even properly wiped all the cum off her body! Yet, she still looked beautiful to Danny. No matter how pissed off at her he was, he could not deny that he badly wanted to screw her right there and then, not knowing that she's already had her fill!
Scott hid upstairs while Danny and Leslie argued in the living room. For thirty minutes, the two argued, anger turning to sadness as the inevitable approached. She sat on the couch, he stood in the middle of the room before her, and broke it off. Had he known that another guy was dicking her hungry pussy as Danny pulled into her driveway, who knows what he would have done.
She cried. Overcome by guilt and despair, the 'I don't want to be alone' feeling, she wept. Even though she found a superior lover, and discovered the wonderful world of orgasm, she still had trouble admitting it was over. She stood up and hugged him, still crying. He was conscious of her tits pressed against him, he couldn't even get sex off his mind while dumping her!! Holding strong, he managed to control a hardon. After a few more minutes, he broke the hug.
Leslie walked him to the door, tears still streaming down her face.
"Don't go!" she cried. He left. If he could think of a way where he could fuck her one more time, he would have, believe me. But he couldn't see that happening so he left.
Sobbing as the door shut, Leslie walked over to the couch and sat down, face in her hands. Scott came down the stairs cautiously. Seeing that the coast was clear, he came down and sat beside her on the couch. He was wearing only his boxer shorts. He put his arm around her shoulder and she let him pull her close.
"Why are you so upset?" he asked, "You knew you were breaking up and it didn't bother you earlier. "
"I know," she sobbed, "but it's still hard. " It was easier looking at HIM though. His smooth bare chest, broad shoulders, she couldn't stop herself from being aroused. Her crying turned him on for some reason. Being with someone who is so emotionally charged had an affect on him, and this affect could be seen in his boxers.
"Ok," he said, "Where was he when he broke it off?"
"He was standing there. " she said, pointing. Scott got up and walked to the middle of the small living room.
"Here?" he asked. She nodded, confused. "Come here. " he ordered. She got up and walked over to him.
"Lie down. " he said. Now she was really confused. "Go ahead!" he encouraged. She lay down on the floor on her back. He knelt between her legs and grabbed her pants and pulled downward. Understanding dawned on her and a tingling sensation shot from her pussy through her entire body as she raised her ass off the floor for him. He slid both Leslie's pants and her panties down her long, sexy legs, exposing her bush. She pulled each foot out of them and put her feet flat on the floor, legs open for him.
Her crying had stopped, her breakup had moved to the back of her mind as memories of her orgasms came flooding back. Her pussy moistened tremendously, her heart pounded, and her breathing deepened. Suddenly all she wanted was to be touched, pleasured.
Scott looked at her swollen, pink pussy lips, framed by curls of brown pubic hair. He bent and kissed the lips of her vagina. Leslie gasped. He slid his hands under her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks softly as he kissed the top of her inner thigh. He kissed the very top of her leg, just beside her pubic hair, teasing her. She found herself writhing the air. His tongue shot out and slowly, ever so slowly, licked from the bottom of her pussy lips up to the top. She was so wet he lapped a lot of her juice into his mouth. She sighed. Danny who? He gently licked up and down her sensitive lips, she quivered beneath him. 10 minutes earlier Danny had dumped Leslie, having no idea that in the exact spot he dumped her, Scott's face would be buried between her thighs. Scott slid his tongue far into her twat.
"Ohhhhhh. " she moaned softly, her hand stroking his hair. She was soaking wet! He lapped much of her juices out of her pussy, tasting her, teasing her. He sucked her swollen lips into his mouth, much to her delight.