It was about 10 in the evening; I was sat browsing some suitably stimulating stories on the web, whilst slowly, slowly wanking my achingly hard cock; the phone rang.......
"Hi, it's Cheryl," she said, "Do you fancy coming over right now? I have something for you!"
"Yes!" I said. "I'll be right over."
Driving over to the flat my mind wandered on about what exactly Cheryl might have for me; had she bought some new lingerie, maybe she had written a new story for me or, hope beyond hope, had she at last decided to give me a freshly fucked cunt as she knew I fantasised about so regularly.
I parked the car and rang the flat number. Speaking over the intercom, Cheryl called, 'Come up, the doors open."
The living room was dimly lit by a low watt table lamp. Cheryl, with a glass of wine in her hand was stood in just a thong, swaying in time to some slow rhythmic jazz playing in the corner of the room.
Stepping towards me her arms circled my neck; bare breasts pressed against my chest. She kissed me warmly and deeply and, looking lovingly right into my eyes, she pulled my hand down to her groin saying, "Just feel what I've been doing before you arrived."
The crotch of the thong was soaking! Hot, pouting, swollen pussy lay encased beneath the skimpy material. Her hands stroked the back of my head as she kissed me again and whispered, "Just twenty minutes ago! He gave me a right shagging! What a fuck! I'm going to have him again as well........often!"
Cheryl, still swaying to the music, parted her thighs and leant her groin forwards as I slowly stroked her hot moist cunt through the thong. My cock swelled and rolled in my trousers.
"It was a good fuck was it?" I asked.
"Good?" Cheryl replied grinning, "It was fucking fantastic. He fucked me three times, the last one just twenty minutes before you arrived. I'm still out of breath with him!"
Leading me to the couch, Cheryl sat down, legs apart and looking me in the eyes, opened my trousers as I stood in front of her. Stroking my cock gently with both hands, she asked. "Do you want to fuck my used cunt? Would you like to slip your cock into all that spunk in there? You'd feel just how loose and open my cunt is from his lovely cock and all the spunk he put into me?"
Cheryl opened her mouth wide, wide and with a smile and looking me in the eyes she ever so slowly slipped her mouth over and down my cock without her lips touching the sides of my prick. Just the hot moist breath of her mouth, and the ever so slight and gentle touch of her tongue; in one tantalisingly slow move Cheryl moved down my cock, taking it smoothly beyond her gagging point, resting my cock there briefly, before just as slowly and smoothly raising her mouth again. She looked at me and grinned saying, "That's just how wet, loose and hot my cunt is right now, would you like to fuck me? Do you want to feel what it's like in there? Slip you prick in and feel just how fucked I am?"