Dinner was set for six o'clock that evening. It was the first time Matt would be coming to dinner and Steph wanted to ensure it was a good home cooked meal. Baked boneless chicken breast coated in minced Garlic and bread crumbs, diced potatoes dressed with Olive Oil, Rosemary and Black Pepper, fresh baked rolls and carrots were the main course, she would be dessert.
She knew Michael would approve, he enjoyed hearing tales of her adventures with lovers, both male and female. Matt was her latest lust interest. They had met the pervious spring during Michael's company's sponsored Volleyball league. Although they were on different teams during the spring they had opportunities to talk between games. For the fall league Matt was a captain of a team and selected her for his team, while Michael played for another team. At the end of season get together she had an opportunity to really talk with Matt and by the end of the night they had exchanged numbers. Over the next four weeks they exchanged text messages and Steph got a better feel for Matt and if he would be open to a more physical relationship.
She found out the answers to that question a few weeks ago when she met him out for happy hour at a bar near her home. After a few drinks and some small talk she had invited him back to their home. Once there it only took two drinks before they had progressed to the bedroom and hot sweaty fucking.
Tonight would be a bit different than the first night Matt came over, for one Michael wouldn't be home to watch, he was out of town for a few days on business. Second they would have more time tonight, all night in fact, if he wanted to stay. She wanted him to, she had been thinking about dinner and her being dessert all afternoon, and she was getting progressively wetter as the afternoon wore on.
At five forty five she got the inevitable text from Matt that he was running late and would be there closer to six thirty. She smirked as she read the text, typical of a single guy of 28; fortunately she had learned a thing or two about men in her 40 years and had planned for a late arrival. Dinner wouldn't be ready till six thirty so there was not harm.
Matt arrived at twenty after, just enough time for greetings, and the making of drinks before dinner was ready. Dinner went smooth, Matt really enjoyed the meal and the discussion focused on what each had done that day. Matt had spent much of the day on the golf course, while Stephanie had seen her husband off to the airport, done some light house cleaning while watching football, and made what Matt called "a fabulous dinner".
After dinner was over and the kitchen was cleaned up they went and sat on the couch in the living room. The conversation flowed from topic to topic as they sipped their drinks. Stephanie preferred wine, while Matt enjoyed whiskey and Coke. At first they discussed general topics such as work, interests, and their pasts. During her discussion of her near past, Stephanie was able to explain to Matt how she and Mike had become swingers and just what it was that Mike liked about hearing her tales of adventure. During this portion of the discussion she had placed her hand on his leg and at some point had begun to run her fingers up and down the length of his leg. When she had finished explaining to Matt just how electrifying the sex between her and Mike was when she told him about her lovers it was as if a light went off in his head.
With a coy smile on his face he asked "So I need to step up my game tonight so that you have something hot to tell Mike when he comes home, then."
Without missing a beat or looking away from him, she undid his pants, pulled his semi erect cock out, and slowly lowered her head into his lap. As her lips approached his cock, she let out a warm breath of air to further stimulate his rapidly stiffing cock. She then ever so gently parted her lips enough to allow the head of his cock to enter her moist warm mouth. The taste of his cock was masculine with a hint of saltiness. She gently began to swirl her tongue around his cock as she lowered her mouth slightly past the head. At that moment she felt Matt's body completely relax as he slumped back into the cushions and placed his hand on the back of her head and took a gentle hold of a handful of her mid neck length Auburn hair.
As she began to rhythmically slide her watering mouth up and down over his erect cock and simultaneously swirl her tongue around the head, she felt the slightest of pressure from him forcing her to go lower and lower each time she went down on his throbbing cock. She could also feel her juices starting to soak her thong and moisten her thighs. She hoped she would be in for a long night of hard fucking.
At first the noise was barely audible, but as her rhythm picked up it grew louder. Matt was now holding her head with both his hands and being a bit more forceful which only made her pussy juices flow more. Now his hands were in synch with her bobbing action and she was taking his cock all the way down to the base, at about seven inches in length it just at the limit of how far she could take a cock down her throat. She loved the feeling of a man's body as it was in a state of total pleasure from her mouth. She loved the affect she had, the pleasure she could bring with this simple action. Matt had gotten a small taste of what her pussy could do the first night he had come to the house, tonight he would learn the full measure of what she was capable of.
As she came up for air this last time Matt pulled her up toward him and they kissed. Her tongue sliding deep into his mouth, she could taste the whiskey and feel his tongue fighting to get past hers so that he could explore her mouth. As they kissed she continued to work his cock with her hand, stroking it up and down gently so the pressure would not build too much. She felt his hands move up along her side, sending sensations of electricity running through her body. When his hand reached her tits the feeling was so intense she let out a long soft moan. She couldn't wait to fuck him again. Her clit was throbbing as he began to unbutton her blouse and strip her down. First her blouse, then her belt, he was letting the anticipation build. After each article of clothing was removed his hands would wander over a different area of her body before moving toward the next article of clothing to be removed. The whole time they continued to kiss and she continued to stroke his cock.
The next article of her clothing to go was her bra. As it fell away from her chest the cool air caused goose bumps to form all over her chest, the sensation was enough to cause her nipples to become erect almost instantaneously. Upon seeing her nipples grow hard Matt roughly grabbed her right breast in his hand and began to knead it while moving his left up to the back of her head and forcefully kissing her, tongues flickering, both their mouths watering. The kissing went on for a few minutes, Matt's hand working both her tits. Pinching her nipples, hard one second, softly the next. The line between pleasure and pain was beginning to blur.
Without warning, after an extra hard pinch of her left nipple, Matt broke off the kiss. His mouth going down to her right nipple so quickly and softly, Stephanie almost jumped back. Matts strong arms the only thing preventing her from doing so. Electrifying, that was how it felt from the base of her spine to the base of her neck, where her auburn hair actually stood up on her neck. That feeling from a hard pinch on her left nipple to the soft gentle touch of his lips on her right in an instant, few men had ever been able to manipulate her senses like this, and only Michael had actually mastered that ability.
For being so young, Matt was good, she couldn't wait to fuck him over and over tonight. She wanted him, wanted him so bad her pussy ached for it. She was his tonight, she couldn't resist and she knew it. He did as well, after gently kissing and licking her left nipple to remove the sting of his pinch, he forced her up off the couch to stand in front of him, half naked, stiff nipples standing out in the soft glow of the lighting from above.
Standing there in front of him, his hands on her hips, she could barely stand. Looking down at him she heard him ask in a soft low tone,
"What do you want Stephanie? Tell me!"
"I, I want you to fuck me." Was all she could manage as her legs began to tremble.
With that reply Matt's hands went to the button on her jeans and quickly, and without trouble, unfastened and unzipped her jeans. As her jeans slid down to the floor, she could not hide the excitement. Her thong was soaked and it was right there in his face. He smiled as he looked up at her and their eyes locked onto each other. Without looking away he slowly began to lower her thong down her thighs, past her knees, finally letting them free fall to the floor once he reached her calves. Continuing to look up at her, his hands slowly sliding up the back of her legs until each hand rested on one of her ass cheeks. Her breathing became more rapid as she looked down upon him; Matt was still staring back at her.
"What do you want Stephanie? He whispered again.
"I, I want..........."
