Julie Takes Over Ch 02

This story is a continuation of Julie Takes Over. Please consider reading it first. You will get much more out of this story if you do. Thanks.

Susan Comes Home

Eventually Julie insisted that we needed stop before dinner burned. I reluctantly agreed. We dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Julie had quickly just thrown her tennis skirt and shirt back on without her bra or panties. Her knit shirt hugged her like a glove conforming around her large breasts. Her nipples proudly pointed straight ahead straining against the thin material and her breasts seductively bounced as she walked. Needless to say, she had my complete attention. What a beautiful woman! Dinner conversation was light and pleasant. She invited me to back to visit and spend the night the following Saturday night. That would be the evening before next Sunday afternoon's dinner with Susan and possibly Sharron. She said that I could help her cook. Of course I agreed.

After eating, it was time to go. She saw me to the door as I was leaving. "Save yourself for me this week," she said as she pressed herself against me and kissed me deeply. "I'm looking forward to an exciting night together when you return."

I'm not sure exactly what she meant by saving myself, but I told her that I would. We kissed again and said our goodbyes. I gathered my tools that she had laid out for me and got on the road for the drive back home. On the drive home, my mind kept replaying the afternoon. I thought about looking into those intense beautiful blue eyes, her touch, the way her skin felt against my face, her smell, her taste. I had to keep convincing myself that it had not all just been a dream. I didn't know how I was going to make it a week until I could see her again.

My work week seemed to drag. I was back into my work routine but I couldn't get Julie and the afternoon we spent together out of my head. My mind just kept flashing back to Julie holding my mouth against her creamy pussy as I licked her to orgasm. I stayed in a high state of arousal all week but decided not to relieve myself just in case that was what Julie had meant when she said 'save yourself for me'. I couldn't wait to be with her again. I was in serious lust for her.

"Finally," I thought, as I left work on Friday. "Saturday is almost here."

On my drive home, I began to think about what it would be like to be with Julie again. Instantly I felt myself begin to get hard. Then I started thinking about the upcoming dinner on Sunday. I was nervous about seeing Susan again and hoped it wouldn't be too awkward having dinner with both Julie and Susan together. I also wondered if Sharron was going to be there. I felt sure that when Julie invited Sharron to dinner, she would have told her that I plan to be there. Since Sharron knows that Susan and I are no longer dating, Julie would have had to explain that she and I are now seeing each other. I wonder how many details she would have told her and I wonder what Sharron's thoughts about that are. Also, knowing how no subjects are ever off the table when the girls get together, how much dinner table discussion would be centered around Julie's and my relationship. And what details might be discussed! I have no idea how all of this will play out. I only know that nothing is going to keep me from being with that incredible woman again.

As I pulled up to my apartment, I noticed that Susan's car was parked out front. Since she wasn't sitting in her car and I knew that she still had a key, I assumed that she had let herself in.

I opened the door to my apartment to find Susan sitting on the couch drinking a glass of wine. She stood and walked to meet me at the door. I only hope my mouth didn't fall open as I watched her walk toward me. God, she was as beautiful as ever! Her long blond hair, those piercing blue eyes, those full lips and that curvy body that looked like it was sent from heaven. She wore a tight white thigh length skirt and a button down blouse exposing her ample cleavage.

She held out her arms as she approached and we fell into an embrace. She tucked her head into my neck and hugged me tight, pressing her breasts against me. As I held her, I laid my face against the top of her head and breathed in. My mind blurred as I took in the familiar smell of her hair and that of my favorite perfume which she always wore when we had dated. My hands fell to her narrow waist and rested on her generous hips. I didn't realize how much I had missed her. It felt so natural to have her back in my arms again. It felt like we had never split.

Finally, to my dismay, she broke the hug and stepped back to speak.

"Hi Tom," she said. "I know you didn't plan to see me again until Sunday but I thought that I would drop by to surprise you. Have you made any plans for tonight? If you have, it's no problem, I will just see you on Sunday."

"No!" I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "I don't have any plans. It's great to see you. I'm glad you stopped by. I see that you already have a glass of wine. Let me pour a glass for myself and join you on the couch."

I poured myself a glass and brought the rest of the bottle back into the den with me. I topped off Susan's glass and sat down with her.

"It feels strange being back in our apartment with you," she said. "It almost feels like I never left." After a pause, she said, "Tom, I thought we should talk about you and my mother before Sunday. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when we are all together again. Mom and I have already talked about what happened between the two of you last week when you got together. I have to admit. I was a little jealous when she was telling me all of the details. It really brought back a lot of good memories of the two of us and the time we spent together. Other than seeing my mom last week, have you been dating?"

"No," I said. "I have really been pouring myself into work lately and not doing much else. How about you? Are you seeing anyone?"

"No," she said. "No one in particular. I have been out on a few dates but to be honest, you set the bar pretty high. I don't think that anyone can make me feel as special as the way you made me feel. You were always so attentive to my needs."

Now it was my turn to feel a little jealous. I didn't want to picture Susan with another man. Even though we had both agreed to move on from our relationship, I guess I have not been able to completely put her in the past.

"Tom, I know that we agreed to split and with the distance between us, I still don't think we could keep up a relationship but that doesn't mean that I don't miss you terribly. What we had was special to me and I miss it a lot. Mom told me that the two of you plan to see more of each other. I really am ok with that. She is a special woman and I think the two of you would be good for each other. I am happy that she might have someone as caring as you in her life."

"I think a lot of your mother," I said. "But I think neither your mother nor I feel that what we have, or what we want, is anything more than just a casual relationship. I think that we might just be filling each other's needs."

"I see," said Susan. "Well I am glad that the two of you have connected and I am glad that we have talked about it. Do you still have feelings for me Tom?"

"I would be lying if I said that I didn't, I said. I think about you often. We had a very special relationship that I don't know that I will ever find with anyone else."

Susan didn't say anything for a minute. She was just looking down into her wine glass, thinking. As she looked up, she said, "Tom, When you say that you think about me often, what do you mean? What do you think about?"

I wasn't exactly sure where she going with this and I didn't think that I should answer truthfully. Mostly when I thought back about Susan, my thoughts would drift back to the great sex we had. Susan is an irresistibly beautiful woman who enjoys being sexually dominant. I enjoyed that side of her and easily fell into a submissive roll. Most of the time, when I am alone and thinking of Susan, it ends up with me masturbating to a satisfying conclusion.

I thought it best to play it safe. "Just our time together," I said. "We were well suited for each other and I miss that."

Breaking into a grin and while looking directly at me with those steely blue eyes, she said, "My mother told me that you admitted to her that you jerk off several times a week. What do you think about when you jerk off? Do you think about me?"

I'm sure she knew the answer to that question. She knew the affect she had on me and how much I craved to worship her body.

Feeling a little embarrassed and feeling those beautiful eyes boring into me was just too much. "Yes," I said as I looked down. "I think of you often."

"Oh, that's so sweet!" she said with a smile. "Look at me Tom and tell me what you think about when you are playing with yourself. Do you think about kneeling between my legs while eating my pussy? Or is it pleasuring my ass with your tongue? What is it that you think about, Tom?"

Susan knew exactly what she was doing. She was pushing me down into a submissive state. The conversation had made me hard as a rock and I had to move a bit on the couch to adjust myself. Forcing myself to look back into her eyes, uncomfortably I said, "That and everything else. Susan, you knew how to turn me on like no one else could."

"Oh Tommy," she said. "After all of this time, you are still my 'pussy boy' aren't you? I have thought about you too. I have really missed that soft mouth of yours. I can see by that bulge in your pants that you are excited just talking about it. I tell you what, while I finish my wine, why don't you crawl down here between my legs and become reacquainted with the smell of my pussy."

She scooted down to the edge of the couch, kicked off her sandals, drew her skirt up and spread her legs. As she began to lightly trace her finger along the folds of her white panty covered camel toe, she said, "Come on Tommy, she misses you. Come show her how sorry you are for being away for so long. Take off your clothes so that I can see how excited you are to see me."

I stood and removed my clothes. My cock stood at full attention.

Susan leaned forward and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. She stroked the base of my cock with her left hand while fondling my balls with her right. My knees felt weak and I thought they were going to buckle.

"Oh God, Susan, That feels so good," I groaned.

Susan pulled her mouth away from my cock with a slurp and said, "I've missed this cock of yours too. Keep it hard for me Tommy. I am going to need it in a little while."

Holding me firmly by my balls, she gently pulled me down to my knees. She then laid back on the couch and took her glass of wine in her hand. "Go ahead Tommy. Smell me. Remember what it is like to have your face between my legs."

I positioned myself between her legs. I was drawn forward by the sight that lay before me. Putting my arms under each of her thick creamy thighs, I lowered my face to her panty covered pussy. Her smell was as I remembered, earthy and sweet. I inhaled deeply and became dizzy with desire. "Oh Susan, I had forgotten how good you smell. I love it."

"I know you do Tommy. You have always loved the smell of my pussy. Go ahead and enjoy yourself for a few minutes while I finish my wine."

I did just that. I spent the next few minutes becoming reacquainted with Susan's sweet panty covered pussy. As she drank her wine, I drank in the aroma that I had missed so much. I found myself kissing her inner thighs and rubbing my face against her soft cotton covered pussy. Eventually I pressed my mouth against her center, kissing her deeply. She was apparently enjoying my attention as her panties were becoming quite wet. I couldn't help but to lick and suck at her wet spot until her panties were completely soaked. Susan moaned as she set down her empty wine glass, hooked her thumbs under her panties and pulled them up to her knees. I helped her remove them the rest of the way and she spread her legs, opening herself wide to me.

"Ok, Tommy, show me how much you have missed me. Make love to my pussy with your mouth."

Susan's pussy was swollen and wet as grool oozed from her opening. I flattened my tongue and lapped at the bottom, gathering what was running out. I moaned as I ran my tongue up between her velvety lips collecting more of her sweet honey. Susan has always had a tangy taste which I have loved since the first time I went down on her.

"That's right Tom. Taste me. Lick it all up. Make love to my pussy. Tell me you love it. Tell me that you live to eat my pussy."

I was overwhelmed with passion as I ate her. Susan reached down around the back of my head and pulled my face tightly into her warm, wet pussy as she slowly pumped her hips coating me with her nectar. "Oh Susan, I love it," I moaned into her pussy. "I've missed this so much."

When she released me, I lovingly licked up and down her center. One at a time, I drew each of her lips inside my mouth suckling gently, savoring the feel of her folds. I repeatedly buried my tongue deep inside her enjoying her tangy flavor until there was none left to be had. I adoringly licked my way up to her swollen button. Gently I sucked it into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it. Again Susan grabbed the back of my head and held me tight against her as she bucked against my mouth. Tom, I'm going to cum already. Don't stop! Suck my clit baby. Suck it!

I continued my gentle sucking and swirling sending her over the top as she began to scream. She pulled my face even tighter against her and squeezed her trembling thighs around my head as wave after wave of her orgasm ran through her. Slowly she came down from her high, breathing hard from her excitement. She opened her legs to release my head and lay back catching her breath. I took the opportunity to tenderly lick up the additional juices that were running from her and that which had gathered inside her folds.

Only after a minute or so of my affectionate attention, she once again reached down with both hands around the back of my head. I flattened out my tongue as she began to wildly buck against my willing mouth moving me from the bottom of her slit to the top and then back again. "Ahhh!" she screamed out as she crushed her clit against the base of my nose. "I'm coming again!" I just went with it, licking at her wet warmth where ever she put my mouth and allowing her to use my face for her pleasure any way that she wanted. I loved every second of it.

She once again released me as her legs went limp. I once more licked her wet inner thighs and folds making sure to avoid her sensitive clit. "That was incredible Tom," she said. "I can't tell you how much I have missed that. I need a few minutes to relax before I have you fuck me. Let's go to the bedroom where I can stretch out."

Susan led the way to our old bedroom, peeling off the rest of her clothes on the way. She crawled onto my king bed and stretched out on her stomach while giving a big sigh and spreading her legs.

"Come help me relax Tom. Make me feel special. You know what I want."

Like her mother, Susan was blessed with narrow hips and a wide pear shaped ass that most men would die for. She used to always insist that I give that big beautiful ass 'special attention'. I stood there admiring her ass thinking about how lucky I was to be here, with her, right now.

Susan turned her head to look back, finding me starring at her. She smiled and waved her ass back and forth a few times. "Aren't you hungry for my ass?" she said in a teasing voice. "Come and get it Tommy. It's waiting for you."

I crawled up behind her and laid my face down against her luscious ass. I raised both of my hands and massaged her slim lower back and voluminous butt cheeks. As I rubbed her ass, I kissed each cheek pressing my face firmly into each soft globe. I was breathing hard getting lost in the moment.

"Come on Tommy," she said reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks. "Stop teasing me. You know what I need."

Yes I did. This was an act that Susan loved. She used to say that she could never get enough of my mouth on her ass.

I replaced Susan's hands with mine. Holding her open, I began to plant little kisses on and around her little hole.

"Oh that feels nice," she said with a sigh. "I have really missed your attention to my ass. Do you still love doing this for me as much as I love receiving it?"

"Oh yes," I said. "It's so erotic. You know I have always had a thing for your ass."

"Then go ahead Tommy, show me. Make me feel special. Kiss it. Suck it. Slide your tongue inside. I know you want to. Show me how much you love pleasuring my little asshole. Tongue fuck my little asshole while I lay here and relax."

I buried my face deep between Susan's ass cheeks licking and sucking at her little hole. Susan reached back holding her hand against the back of my head and lifted up pressing me even deeper between her cheeks. I then felt her wink her asshole against my mouth beckoning my tongue. I extended my tongue as she pushed out and slid it in. Susan continued to wink her asshole around my tongue making it feel like she was sucking on it. I worked my tongue in and out loving the intimate feel of being deep in her silky ass.

"Oh yes! Do it Tommy, you nasty boy! Worship my asshole. That feels so damn good. Work that tongue of yours Tommy!"

Regretfully, my lungs were burning and I had to come up for air. Pulling back I drew in several deep breaths as I lay my face against her soft ass. "Jesus Susan," I said. "You are so sexy. I just can't get enough of your ass."

"That's sweet Tommy, but you just got started. You need you to get back in there. I have really missed our ass time together."

Happily, I put my face back between her ass cheeks and continued to tongue her lovely ass as Susan peacefully relaxed and enjoyed my attention. After several minutes Susan began to moan. She put a hand underneath her, between her legs, and began to alternately push herself up into my face and grind herself down against her hand. She did this for several minutes. When I thought she was about to come, she rolled over onto her back.

"I'm ready for you to fuck me now," she said. "I want you to start with long slow strokes Tom. I want to feel every inch of you. I want you to make me cum with that cock of yours. You are not to cum until I am ready for you to. Can you do that for me Tom?"

I moved up on Susan and slowly entered her. She was incredibly warm and wet. I propped myself up above her and got into a slow grinding rhythm. I didn't know how long I could hold out without cumming. Susan looked like a goddess looking up to me. I leaned down and gently kissed her on the lips. She reached up and pulled me against her pressing her lips tightly against mine and thrust her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked her tongue as she wrapped her legs around my back pulling me deeper into her and grinding her mound against me.

Suddenly, I felt the pleasure was too much and had to pull back from our passionate kiss or I was going to cum. I closed my eyes and held still willing myself not to explode. Moments later, when I felt like I had it under control, I opened my eyes and looked down at Susan. "Don't disappoint me Tom," is all that she said.

With that, she rolled me over on to my back and mounted me. She began to fuck me mercilessly. I held on to her waist as she bounced up and down on my shaft. Her ass made a slapping sound against my thighs each time she came down on me. I could also hear the sound of her wet pussy and could feel her juices running down over my balls. It took all of the self control I could gather not to cum as I watched her beautiful full breasts bounce above me. I was determined not to disappoint her. She began to grunt as she was getting close.