I reached up and slipped my finger through a belt loop and yanked him down on top of me. I rolled him off onto the floor and kissed him deeply. I pulled back and looked into his eyes and kissed him again, he responded and kissed me back. His tongue danced with mine as he slipped my robe off my shoulders and I was naked to his hungry hands. He continued to kiss me as he loosened his pants and pushed them down past his knees. His hard cock sprang out and was moist at the tip and ready for my hungry mouth and pussy. I rolled Fed Ex over on his back and sucked his long hard cock greedily into my anxious mouth. It tasted fabulous. I sucked deeply and slid my hand up and down the long thick shaft as I tongued the red head. He was now moaning and groaning with each pump of my hand. I sat up and wet my other hand and started pumping harder and faster. His muscular thighs and cheeks wet taught as he started to come. His cock spurted come all over his shirt and my face as his orgasm shook his body. I licked the warm come off his cock and shirt and from around my mouth.
As he opened his eyes I straddled his face and settled my hungry pussy onto his mouth. He eagerly licked the honey from my wet lips and grabbed my ass with his big hands and pulled my eager lips onto his. He sucked and slurped at my wetness and thrust his long tongue into my twitching vagina. That tongue had a mind of it's own, and it was now circling my clit and flicking it rhythmically as his hands caressed my taut nipples. An orgasm was building in my tummy. I swung my ass around and slammed my pussy down onto his long hard cock and buried it to the hilt in my heat. I sat up and rode him hard, my breasts bouncing wildly as I rubbed my clit with slippery, come covered fingers.
I was coming, oh, God was I coming!
For the first time in years I was having a man, not machine induced orgasm. And I kept coming; the orgasms were building as I rode his cock. Thank god he was young and in shape. His cock stayed hard for an hour. He fucked me from behind; he fucked as he lifted me up and down on his long rod like I was a rag doll or sex doll, his big hands under my ass gripping my cheeks tightly. My ass felt small in his big, strong hands. He fucked me every way I asked him to, until I was spent. Then as suddenly as it happened, he was gone. He was late, really late but promised to call. Yeah sure! I didn't really care if he called or not. Anytime I wanted to get laid, I'd just call Fed Ex, when it absolutely has to get there. Every "toy" I order from now on will be shipped "Rush – Fed Ex".
As I soaked in the tub, resting my aching, out of shape pussy, I realized I had no life! I had to find one. Thank god Saul was always encouraging me to take a holiday with the girls. I would, simple as that. What girls I didn't care, I'd book a holiday with shared accommodations and be forced to meet some new people.
I opened the wet newspaper to the travel section; Windjammer Cruises, Tortola, BVI. I knew it was the answer to my ache. And was I ever aching now. I grabbed the phone off the floor and called my travel agent, it was done. Tortola, British Virgin Islands, and here I come, no pun intended. My aching pussy was getting wet again, thinking of the big black men with their big black cocks in the BVI's. I had one week to get ready.
My errand list was short, like the skirts I planned to wear: bikini waxing, tanning sessions, Wicked Weasel bathing suits and knickers (shipped Fed Ex overnight, of course), a few new short skirts and dresses, a few sexy tops, a box of condoms, lubricant, a few new sex toys and some wickedly sexy shoes for night time fun (I love my high heels). I don't care if I'm on a Wind Jammer cruise; I love my legs in high heels! A few over night deliveries via Fed Ex and my pussy would be ready for the trip too. I love those morning deliveries now.
