Lissette sat at the coffee shop with her head in a book. She was not in the mood to make lunch since it was so hot. Her parents were not big fans of air conditioning so on a non breezy summer day the house felt steamy. Lissette was so engrossed in the mystery she was reading she did not notice the people coming and going around her. A voice took her eyes off the pages as it engaged her in conversation.
"You know I saw you last week?"
Lissette looked up and smiled at the brawny Irish in front of her. Fletcher 'Fleet' McGregor with his roguish looks, dark hair and green eyes had been making her pulse race since puberty. Fleet had been her father's battle buddy when they were in the army, and they joined the police force together. He was dressed in his usual slacks and Polo shirt. In this summer heat Lissette could not imagine not wearing shorts.
"Saw me last week where?"
"On the menu at Coq au Vin." His green eyes met with hers daring her to lie.
"Oh, did you now, Officer McGregor?" She volleyed the ball back in his court. She knew he was no longer a cop, but felt like being provoking. Fleet had left the force and started his own security agency. With his experience and connections, business was doing extremely well.
"Yes I did. What the fuck is going on Lissette? You know if your father finds out it will destroy him." He took the chair across from her. Lissette's tank top was cut too low for his liking, and her shorts too short. From the counter he could have seen all the way up her smooth brown legs, it caused his mind to conjure images of what those snug shorts were hiding. And if he was doing it other men were doing it too. He began to colour with anger.
"Destroy him more than knowing his best friend took his daughter's virginity, fucked her every which way for four years, then dumped her ass like week old Chinese." Lissette's words were angry, but she knew what she had with Fleet was not as sordid as her tone implied. She just wished he would mind his own business seeing as though he made it clear she was no longer a priority to him.
"Is that was this is about?" He was hurt by her words, but more concerned that she was acting out because of him. Their break up had been devastating to both of them, but he could not tether her to him more than he already had. He found solace in the bottom of a bottle for awhile, and she withdrew from the world. She spent her time at home in her bedroom. It broke him to see the sadness in her eyes as they pleaded with him to change his mind. But he remained resolute, even building a relationship with a lady more age appropriate.
"Why the fuck does every man in my life think that everything I do is in response to them. I have my own brain and desires and shit, I am a fucking adult." Her eyes got cloudy with tears.
"Sette I did not mean to upset you, but you can imagine my concern." He hated to see her cry, unless she was cumming for him.
"Why didn't you come see me then?" Lissette challenge him.
"You know why."
"No, I don't really. I heard what you said, but it doesn't make sense if you are at the Vin fucking some other slut."
"Lissette stop. You are like crack to me, and I can't hurt Sandy like that. Furthermore, I was on a job, protective detail for some politician."
"For three years I lived like a nun after you broke things off. Then I met Brent and he reignited me. I joined the stable to give and get all the pleasure I wanted. The money was just a bonus." This was the most honest Lissette had been about being at the Coq au Vin.
"Brent? He's the owner right? How'd you meet him?" Fleet questioned her like the detective he was.
"Right here actually. We bumped into each other outside, and then he followed me to the library and fucked me."
Fleet adjusted his body trying to hide the bulge growing in his pants. "Where in the library?"
At first Lissette was confused at his need for details, but when she saw his eyes narrow she knew he was aroused.
"In the bathroom. He wrapped his hand around my throat and commanded me to undress. My nipples puckered begging to be sucked, and he did. His told me to sit on his cock and ride him. I was hesitant because it was monstrous so he slammed me down on it. I lost my breath for awhile. When I regained myself I began to rock slow, but that was not doing it for me. I wanted to cum hard." Lissette could feel her need build and panties moisten as she told the story. "I picked up the pace. Back and forth, back and forth, faster, faster, faster, faster, until I came screaming. I creamed all over his cock just like I used to do on yours. You remember don't you? How it would just drip that honey. How it would coat your face when you tongued my tight hole." She bit and licked her lips. Lissette wanted to break him.
"How could I forget, you filthy, dirty slut." Fleet was now at full mast and aching to be inside of her. He regretted sitting down to talk to her. He should have called her. Lissette was his kryptonite.
Lissette stood up and leaned over, giving him full view of her breast, and kissed him on his cheek. "See ya around."
As she walked up the street Lissette laughed at what had just transpired. She knew Fleet was going to be pissed, but she did not care. She had aroused herself to the point of drenching her panties, just to turn him on and leave him hard and dry.
I'll just rub one out when I get home.
Her body seemed to have other ideas though. The friction of walking coupled with the wetness between her legs had Lissette have mini orgasms all the way home. By the time she got to her room she was ready for the big one.
Lissette undid her shorts and kicked them off along with her sticky panties. She pulled off her blouse but left her bra on. When she was masturbating she liked the feel of her nipples through the lace. She bent under her bed and pulled out her box of dildos. For what she was feeling only King Kong would do. She suctioned her eleven inch friend to the floor and lowered herself onto him. She knew the right spot to position him so when she was fucking him her nipples will rub the side of the mattress. Lissette went to work on the cock inside of her. She wanted to prolong the process so she staggered the ride. When she was ready she let the waves crash over in torrents. She hollered and bucked screaming the names of Brent, Fleet, and James over and over again. The three expert fuckers in her life.
Fleet stood on the other side of her door hearing Lissette have one the best self-induced orgasms of her life.
Who the fuck is James? Hmm Sette, you're holding back from me. We're gonna remedy that now.
Fleet walked into Lissette's bedroom and found her as he envisioned; arms sprawled out on the bed and her head resting on it. Her naked brown ass beckoned.
"Take that monstrosity from your cunt slut."
"Yes sir." Lissette was not surprised he was there. Although she was still recovering from her last climax she wanted him pressed against her. Lissette raised her hips and dislodged King Kong from her vagina. He glistened with her nectar.
"Suck it."
Lissette had never taken King Kong into her mouth before. She left him stuck to the floor and backed up. She opened her mouth and took him slowly. He was wide so it was quite difficult. The lower she got on him the higher her butt got. From that angle Fleet could see right into her seeping hole. Her inner thighs were wet with the copious juices running out of her. He stuck two digits into her gathering a nice sample for him to taste.
"Damn Sette you taste even better than I remember."
All Lissette could do it grunt. Having him touch her was intoxicating; he knew all the right buttons to push. He dipped his fingers in again. This time it was not for his mouth. He lubricated the tight brown hole that was staring at him. When Lissette felt the intrusion of his fingers in her butt she squealed in delight. He was the only man to ever take her there and he was superb at it. Fleet continued to lubricate her bumhole until he was satisfied. Lissette was squirming and begging to be entered. Fleet was more than glad to satisfy her need.
"Assume the position." He demanded slapping her ass.
Lissette quickly got off her knees, spread her legs and grabbed her ankles. Fleet took out his leaking cock and tapped Lissette's crack a few times. His precum dribbled between the crevice and settled in the sweet spot. He pressed the mushroomed head into the entrance. Lissette gave no resistance. She remained still until he bottomed out into her. He dug his fingers into her hips as he withdrew. Seeing her so submissive before him awoke a primal nature in him. Lissette knew how to work him. Sandy lacked that spark. As his thoughts drifted to Sandy he slammed back into her. He wanted to punish Lissette for making herself so irresistible to him, for sleeping with other men, for getting off thinking of them. Her body jerked trying taking the force of his thrust. He pummeled her ass as she bellowed incoherently. Lissette felt twisted inside and out. Her stomach stiffened and her legs gave out as she climaxed thrashing underneath Fleet who was still having a go at her ass.
He reached over her head and yanked King Kong from the floor. Lissette was enjoying the fireworks going off in her body when she felt something slide across her slit. Fleet rubbed the dildo on her clit over stimulating the bundle of nerves. When Lissette thought she was going to lose her mind, he shoved it roughly into her. Lissette screeched and clawed at the floor. She'd never had two cocks in her before and it felt amazing...if not slightly depraved. Fleet pulled the fake cock out and suctioned it to the floor. He pulled Lissette to her knees and pushed her down forcing King Kong to fill her again. Fleet loved manhandling her.
