Justin had met Melissa at the bar. She had long, curly blonde hair which fell over her shoulders. Occasionally a loose strand would find itself nestling into her glorious cleavage before a flick of her head would whip it free again. She had a pretty smile, pink lips, a dirty laugh and a low cut top. Justin hadn't been chatting to her for more than five minutes before he knew he was in.
Fifteen minutes later they were making out in the back of a cab, speeding back to Justin's place. Justin could taste the sugar on Melissa's lips from the rum and coke that she had left half-drunk by the bar. Seeing which way things were going Justin had more or less propositioned her directly and she had been happy to let him bundle her out into the freezing cold night and then into the warm interior of the next passing cab.
He had paused for just one moment to text Isobel to let her know he was on his way home and then ducked in through the car door after her. Melissa giggled as he ran his hands over her top, cupping her tits together. The were like ripe fruit bursting out from her clothes and they felt delicious to his touch.
He felt her hands running over his crotch and heard her say "yummy" as she felt his large cock twitch and respond to her touch. He responded instantly letting go of her tits and sliding one hand down her trousers under her panties, was pleased to find his hands gliding through her bush before slipping inside her slick wetness.
She gasped in response and suddenly he was aware that she had been fiddling with his flies and now his hard, thrusting cock was standing straight up between his legs. Moments later Melissa was bent over it, making slurping and sucking noises as she took him in her mouth.
It was only a short ride back to his but he was happy to spend the rest of it fingering this hot blonde as she sucked him off. She lacked something in finesse but more than made up for it in enthusiasm. He only had just enough of his wits about him to give the cabbie the right directions to get them home.
Fumbling with his wallet Justin paid the cabbie, took Melissa by the hand and led her to his house. She kissed him hard as he reached for his keys, he found his hands rubbing between her legs again. If it hadn't been so cold he might have fucked her right there on the doorstep.
"Let me in you idiot, it's freezing."
The keys found the lock and they were inside. They didn't stop kissing as they moved their way inside, Justin running his hand over her breasts and arse as she rubbed his crotch.
They were making out in Justin's living room. Justin had a couple of black leather sofas free standing in the middle of the room with their backs to the door. Justin maneuvered Melissa so she was pressed up against a sofa back. She perched herself onto with her legs wrapped around Justin so that Justin was bearing down against the back of the sofa facing into the room.
Melissa leaned back, balancing herself by holding onto Justin with her legs and whipped her top off. For the first time since he'd met her Justin paused to savour the situation. Or more particularly to savour her tits. She still had a lacy black bra on but there was no doubting she had an awesome rack. Her breasts were large and firm and mouth watering, gathered together like succulent fruit in her bra.
"Do you like my tits?" she asked, mock innocent. Justin only nodded. She put her hands to her chest and then, keeping her bra done up popped first one and then the other from its lacy cup.
"Are they big enough for you?" They weren't enormous but they were large enough with wide pink aureoles with pointy little nipples like bullets. Justin thought they were some of the sexiest tits he'd ever seen. He wasn't sure where Isobel was but hoped she had a good view, he was sure she'd appreciate them.
"Well are they?" Melissa asked again, swaying from side to side so her tits jiggled as she moved.
Justin was minded to tease, "Well big enough I suppose."
Melissa gasped, offended, and slapped him round the face, playfully but hard enough to hurt.
"They're fucking gorgeous though," he said.
"That's better," she smiled back, giggling again.
As they were talking Justin had put his arm around her waist and eased her off the sofa back as he used the other hand to peel off her tight black trousers and was delighted to find she was wearing sheer black stockings underneath.
She kicked off her shoes and undid her bra strap so that all she had on was her black lacy panties and black stockings. They kissed again, Justin's hands squeezing and rubbing her tits as she reached for his crotch.
Justin put both hands around her waist and ran the flats of his hands over the tops of her thighs. He caressed her as he held her legs just above the knee. Then with one swift movement he simultaneously pushed and lifted her so she tumbled backwards into the seat of the sofa facing outwards, head upside down, tits splayed across her chest.
She shrieked as she fell, half terror, half delight but didn't go all over as Justin still held her legs, which were now sticking straight up in the air. Justin put his thumbs in her knicker elastic and whipped them over her feet.
Melissa braced herself against the sofa and spread her legs open wide, opening her pussy to him, her pink hole visible through her blonde bush, everything wet with desire and anticipation.
Justin was aware of a slight movement in the darkness beyond a doorway into the next room. Isobel must be watching from there. There was a mirror behind them so she should have a good view of everything.
He leant over Melissa's exposed pussy, aware that she was quivering, waiting for him to touch her. He put his face so close her little hairs tickled his noise, he inhaled deeply taking her wet wanton aroma deep into himself.
And then he licked her. Tongue outstretched, smearing his face against her, he licked the whole length of her slit, tongue pushing deep as he took as much of that hairy, wet cunt into his mouth as he could.
"Oh baby" she moaned. Justin smiled to himself, Melissa was going to be a screamer, Isobel would like that. He licked her again, heard her call out again and got stuck in, flicking his tongue over her clit and thrusting deep inside her, coating his face in her sweet juices.
Just when he thought she was about to come, he stopped and let go. The tension went out of her body and she slid off the sofa into a naked, panting tangle on the floor.
Justin was still fully clothed but quickly stripped naked as he moved around the sofa towards Melissa. She raised herself up and looked at Justin's naked body with shiny, glittering eyes.
"Give me some of that cock, boy," she demanded and forcefully shoved Justin to a sitting position on the sofa. Melissa crawled towards him on her hands and knees before eagerly taking him in her mouth.
Justin leaned back and enjoyed the sensation of this hot blonde sucking him off. Every so often she'd break off and look at him with her pretty blue eyes as she wrapped her tits round his shaft, sliding them up and down across his length.
Justin looked over into the darkness where he was sure Isobel was, he thought he could defect a very faint rustling sound from that direction, which would be the sound of Isobel's long skirts moving as she touched herself.
Melissa stopped sucking and looked up at Justin.
"Fuck me," she said.
Justin shook his head, "Fuck me," he said.
He reached out and took her by the hands and pulled her towards him, enjoying the feeling of her naked flesh as she clumsily climbed on top of him, and lowered her slick wet pussy onto his rock hard dick.
They gasped together in delight as he penetrated her and she moved on top of him. She leaned in as she fucked him and her tits bounced in his face. She giggled and moaned as his hard piston pumped rhythmically inside her, the walls of her pussy slick and oiled against his hard, firm shaft.
Pushing off from the sofa he stood up and she wrapped herself around him, still with his cock inside her but now it was Justin who was making the grade, fucking her with long deep strokes. He staggered a couple of paces to the oak table and splayed her out over it, legs spread, tits tumbling, as he stood hunched over her, fucking and pumping.
One of Melissa's hands was kneading her breasts, the other was between her legs playing with her clit. Watching her masturbate as he fucked her just made Justin feel even more horny and he knew he wasn't far off orgasm. He fucked her with long, slow, deep strokes to prolong the feeling.
