My thought processes were completely shot. I had just had sexual relations with the woman next door. A myriad of past desires had suddenly become reality and it seemed that there was more to come. I could still smell and taste her as I raced up to the petrol station for her new stop light bulbs as promised. The image of her teasing tongue snaking down to lick her own nipple, as I had commanded her to do, was all I could think of clearly. It also had a rampant effect on my loins.
Within a very short space of time I once again found myself upon her doorstep ringing the doorbell.
"That was quick!" she exclaimed with a mock shyness.
"I will only be a few more minutes and the task will be complete." I said showing her the globes. She gave me the keys and suggested I let myself in after I had finished with the car as she had some things to do in the kitchen in the meantime.
The stoplight replacement took a little longer than I expected because of the fiddly-ness of the fittings. Michelle obviously felt the same, because I caught sight of her a number of times peeking through the front window to see what was doing. This only heightened my licentious thoughts, not to mention my stiffened resolve.
As she had suggested I entered her home, using the key on the key ring. The only sound was the occasional clink of cups and saucers being washed up so I made straight for the kitchen. To my astonishment and very pleasant surprise, Michelle was doing the washing up wearing only a pair of white lacy knickers and her sleeveless-top that she had worn earlier. To add to this splendid sight, she also had on a pair of black high heels. The overall effect was like a moth to a flame, I was drawn without hesitation. My penis all but pointing the way.
I went to her and lustfully thrust my crotch against her gorgeous behind. My hard member resting firmly into the crevice of her arse. She arched her back pressing her behind hard onto me. I pushed forward pinning her body between my cock and the sink while I grabbed at her tits. I pressed the V of my hands under the rise of her breasts and pushed firmly up, squeezing the thumbs of each hand hard into the firmness of her flesh. She groaned loudly from deep within her throat as I pinched her nipples quite firmly, pulling on them through the material of her top. My mouth found her neck and then I started gently nibbling on her ear lobe.
After a few minutes of this, I dropped one hand down her tummy and across the front of her panties. The waist band was wet, but that was from the water in the sink unlike the gusset which was saturated with her vaginal secretions. I pushed my index finger hard into the folds and wetness seeped through and coated my finger. I raised it and told her to lick it clean. She opened her mouth and with that darting tongue quickly lapped up her own juices, licking her lips as well.
"So you like to be told how and when to fuck?" I asked, leaning my body hard against hers, my mouth on her ear.
"Oh yes, Ray... I mean Master. I never get to do things this way normally but with you it seems... " She did not finish the sentence but we both knew what she meant. Somehow we both felt safe and secure enough to let go and release our inhibitions, things just felt right between us despite the brevity of our closer association.
I noticed a breadknife lying in the sink and knew right away I had to use it. I pressed my groin into her bottom again as I reached for it, Michelle catching her breath slightly as she saw what I going for. Without saying a word, I slipped the knife into the waistband of her knickers and cut it through. She gasped excitedly.
I stood back, admiring her soft skin and the lovely sway of her back and the dimples just above her bottom. I then cut the other side and roughly pulled her panties away from her lower body. I balled them up in my hand and held the juice soaked gusset up on front of her face.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?" I asked firmly.
"Oh god yes, Ray. You have no idea how horny cutting them away like that made me feel. I am your slut, your toy... fuck me as you see fit."
"Suck it. Taste your own juices. Your flooding vagina has soaked your knickers you naughty woman." She opened her mouth wide and sucked hard on the wet material. She drank deeply and I could hear her moan of pleasure at her own taste. I slapped her buttock. She jumped and then sighed as the initial shock subsided.
"Mmmmm. Spread your legs but stay leaning against the sink."
I pressed my foot to the inside of each foot in a mock kick, indicating that she should do as I asked. I dropped to my knees between her wonderfully splayed legs. Her mound was very lightly covered with light brown hair that was mattered now with the copious amount of lube coming from her inviting pussy. Her outer lips were quite puffy with arousal and the juices coming from her had covered her inner thighs now as well. I roughly pushed her arse cheeks apart to look at her winking rear entrance. The tight star-fish shaped opening seemed to be beckoning for me to lick it, so I did. I speared my tongue tip hard against her resistant anus, licking her with all the fury I could muster. I slid my tongue into Michelle's anus. I could feel her arse start to move in a slow circler motion, as my tongue penetrated her with every thrust. She groaned loudly and ground her body down onto my probing tongue. Again her juices flowed with her pent up desire coating my chin.
