Harry quickly stripped off. For the first time he was not embarrassed by his body when undressing in front of a stranger. His thick cock had not disappointed him; it pointed up towards the ceiling and she made a little sound of approval. He tugged off his socks and stood before her, bare assed naked and as hard as he had been in ages. Now it was his turn to feast his eyes on her beauty as she stepped out of her dress. He slowly stroked his thick dick as she took off her bra and then undid her suspenders and stepped out of her stockings.
The excitement he felt caused his face, chest and neck to flush a bright red. He could hardly breathe and feared he might he in danger of having a heart attack. And when she came and knelt in front of him and raked her red nails up and down his cock and balls he grunted and shivered.
'What's wrong?' she asked.
'Nothing,' he said softly ' it' just been a very long time since I was this turned on.'
She smiled up at him and then took his fat sausage in her hand and guided the mushroom cap of his throbbing cock into her red lipped mouth. He sighed as her warmth enveloped him and she worked her magic on his crown. Her tongue swirled all over his cock head, causing him to shudder as it licked the sensitive underside and ridge. Then she took him down deep, deeper than any woman had ever willingly take him until her slutty mouth was brushing up against his pubic hair. Just the sight of this gorgeous woman on his cock was almost enough to make him cum and when she started working up and down his shaft Harry had to really concentrate hard to stop himself shooting off too soon.
Her hands stroked Harry's thighs and balls as she worked on his cock adding to the pleasure he felt. He was just wondering how long he should allow her to pleasure him before reciprocating when she came up for air. Her lips sought his and she kissed him deep. For a moment he was panicked by the thought of what had recently been in her mouth but he soon surrendered to the urgency of her kisses and those red nails raking down his back.
She pushed him down on the bed and knelt over him, rubbing her beautiful pussy lips against his wet cock. She had his hands pinned on the bed behind his head and was very firmly in control. He tried to thrust up into her, but she was having none of that. Not yet, anyway. She teased him, rubbing up and down his shaft, allowing just the very tip of his straining cock to slip into her warmth before moving on again. His eyes pleaded with her: please, please, please....
Yvette took her time. She loved that look of absolute desperation and hunger in a man's eyes. She saw too little of that in her husband's eyes. She knew that in that moment in time all her pickups wanted was a hole. She could have been an old hag with warts, or even a man, and they would still have rammed it in. They just needed a hole. And Harry needed one bad. He was beginning to wonder if this was all Yvette was going to do, tease him and then leave. It would serve him right, he told himself. She was way out of his league; how could he even have dared to believe that she might want him.
And then just at that moment she sat down on him. He bellowed as her warm, wet pussy slid down the length of his shaft. His cockhead felt so incredibly sensitive he could hardly bear being in her. He thrust up into her, meeting her bucking against him and then realized he didn't need to do any work. She rode him like a pro. She had judged well this time. There was nothing she loved more than a really thick cock. She didn't care how short it was, all she wanted was girth. The fact that Harry had seven inches was a bonus and one she would exploit.
Looking down at the ugly, red faced man underneath her made her feel so powerful, and also so deliciously naughty and sexy. If all the charity matrons she had to deal with could see her now, slutting her way up and down a super fat hog, they'd burst a blood vessel. It was these feelings that made her do it. They were a powerful aphrodisiac and were almost enough to get her off. Now that she was filled with a thick. hard dick all she needed was to stroke her clit and she was on her way. A quick look at her wristwatch told her it was time to bring this baby on home.
She started by tweaking her nipples, and then moved her hands slowly down her flat stomach. Harry watched her progress, and was happy knowing that he didn't have to hold out forever; there was no way he could hold out much longer anyway. His balls were drawn up close and were demanding release. His breathing changed and she knew she had to hurry. Her fingers flew down to her clit, teasing herself just the way she liked it, the way only she could do it, and then the wave started building.
She could feel it working through her body as she moaned and bucked furiously on Harry's truncheon. He looked up at this beautiful angel riding his dick and knew that never again would he know such perfection. Just as her low soft moan turned into a growl he gave one savage upwards thrust and saw stars. He cursed and shuddered as his balls sent a geyser of hot jizz blasting out of his cock.
She came off him immediately and grabbed her clothes and headed into the bathroom.
'Please be gone by the time I get out of the bathroom.' she told him.
From her tone of voice Harry knew that the party was over. He reached for his underpants and smiled when he noticed a small hole in them. He tucked his happy, spent cock back into his underpants and dressed. Looking around the room he realized that there was nothing to prove that she had so recently been there. But nothing would ever take this memory away from him, not even the strange end to their encounter.
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Copyright 2005 Daniel Blue
