Margarita Madness

We'd met at a block party. He was concocting the best tasting margaritas I'd ever had, and it turns out he was fun to talk to. We had instant chemistry, and we fell into an easy playful banter that became more and more sexually charged as the night continued. When it was time to go, I didn't want to go home alone to my house, so he offered to let me check his place out. It was a veiled invitation, but it still left me an out, not that I wanted one. When we got to his place, he had me sit in his chair with built-in massage, while he sat on the opposite side of the room on the couch. He turned on music, and I relaxed with my head back enjoying the feeling of the heat and massage on my back. I opened my eyes to find him staring intently at me. Smiling, I slowly crawled across the floor and knelt between his knees.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked. I was married and he had a girlfriend, so the last thing either of us needed was a complication of this magnitude.

"It's just a kiss," I said without taking my eyes off his mouth. "Please. Please kiss me."

He made a low moan in his throat, but surrendered. He lowered his head and kissed me. Softly at first—his tongue barely touching mine. My breath shuddered a bit, and he deepened the kiss, his hands moved up my arms to my head and wound in my hair. Having my neck and hair played with really turns me on, and I smiled.

Breaking the kiss, I moved up and straddled his lap. Smiling down at him, I pulled my top over my head. It had been a hot day, and I was wearing a tank top and nothing else. He ran his hands around my back and up my sides to hold one breast in each.

"God I love your tits," he murmured before taking first one and then the other nipple in his mouth. He bit down just a bit harder and my breath caught. Then he raked his finger nails down my back.

"You know there's a fine line between pleasure and pain." I'd never been so turned on in my life. I wanted him to take me to that place, but I didn't say anything. I took one of his hands and slowly sucked his thumb. He pushed me back off his lap and onto the couch. Now he was kneeling between my legs as he pulled off my shorts. He smiled in appreciation when he saw my neatly trimmed pussy—cleanly shaved except for a strip of red hair at the top.

"Huh!" He said. "Well, that's one question answered."

I chuckled, but soon forgot my amusement as he lowered his head and began to explore me with his tongue. I was wet and out of my mind with the need to cum. He ran his tongue around the inside of my pussy lips, stopping to lick up the juices that were flowing, but staying clear of my throbbing clit. His hands held firmly to my thighs, keeping me from wriggling enough to get him to touch my clit and make me cum. I started to reach my own hand down to relieve myself, but he held my wrist and pushed my arm underneath my body. He continued to torture me with his tongue, and just as I thought I'd go insane if he didn't let me cum, he gently bit down on my clit. I came instantly. I was vaguely aware that he was smiling looking pretty proud of himself, when I felt it necessary to turn the tables.

I pushed him back against the arm of the couch, and I lay on my stomach with my chin resting near the bulge in his pants.

"Turn about is fair play, you know." I said smiling up at him. I licked my lips and pulled off his shorts and boxers. He ran his fingers into my hair again as I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to lick his balls. "What would you do if I just licked you here," I demonstrated by licking his balls and taking them gently in my mouth, "or if I just went up here." Again, I licked about halfway up the length of his dick. "Maybe I can help you find that place between pleasure and pain by touching your cock everywhere but here." And with those words, I flicked my tongue against the head of his cock and it throbbed in reply.

He had control of my head with his hands in my hair, and soon I was sucking down the length of his cock. I loved the velvety feel in my mouth, and the salty taste of the pre-cum leaking from the tip. I sucked as much as I could, and then as I pulled back my head, I held the very tip between my teeth and ran my tongue around the head. As much as he seemed to like that, he was soon urging me to suck faster, and I did the best I could to keep up with the pace he set with his hips and my head until I could feel he was about to cum. I shoved as much as I could down my throat and reveled in the feel of the throbbing contractions as he shot cum into my mouth. I generally don't swallow, but I was caught up in the moment, and it was awesome.

"Get ready for round two." He said. He poured the last bit of what was in the blender into a glass and we shared a bit of leftover margarita. Then he took my hand. "Let's go outside." He said with a gleam in his eye. He led me to a big tree standing next to a wooden fence. From behind, he put his arms around me, placing his hands on the top rail of the fence and bending me over a bit. I compensated by holding onto the top rail myself. Then he put my left foot on the bottom rail. He knelt behind me.

Once again his magical tongue was exploring, but this time, he tongued my ass, something that I love and that drives me wild. He kept his hands on my ass cheeks and ran his tongue up my slit to my clit and back to stick the tip of his tongue in my ass. I was in heaven. He could tell by my response that I was enjoying his paying attention to my ass, and I enjoyed it even more when he pushed his thumb inside. He cocked his head to the side and began eating me with gusto. It doesn't take long for me when my asshole and clit receive attention at the same time, and soon I was cumming again. I wanted to lie down and have him fuck me properly, but he wasn't ready for that yet.

"Hmmm," he murmured into my cunt, let's see if we can do that again. I moaned but didn't put up a fight as he switched positions so he was facing me and clamped down on my clit again with his teeth and started sucking. This time he buried a finger in my ass, and his other hand was supporting the leg on the fence. I could feel my orgasm build. He sucked my clit and fucked my ass with his finger and I slowly experienced the longest, most intense orgasm of my life.

I didn't get a chance to come down and he was quickly standing behind me. He bent me over further, pulling my legs apart, and with one hand grasping my shoulder and the other on my hip, he rammed his cock into me. I came instantly, and didn't stop the whole time he was pounding into me from behind. He felt so good, and the night air and the thrill of the possibility of being caught made the sex that much better. He thrust in deep and started cumming, but pulled out and shot the remainder on my ass.

"Let's go back in." He led me by the hand back into the house and to his bed. This time, he asked me to get on my hands and knees in the middle of his bed. My ass was still wet with the mixture of our juices, and he slipped a finger into my ass again. He was kneeling behind me and surprised me by smacking my ass with his free hand.

"Hey!" I exclaimed looking over my shoulder. He grabbed my hair again and let me know that we weren't done yet.

"Look at what you do to me," he said, grabbing my hand and placing it on his cock that was hard again and looking bigger than ever. "I take it back." He whispered. "I love your tits and your ass." And so saying, he pushed the head of his cock against my sphincter. As soon as the head popped in, I could feel my orgasm build in the pit of my stomach. He pushed himself in all the way, and I loved the feel of his warm body against my butt. Then he pulled out slowly. He was trying to savor the feeling, but he needed it as much as I did, and soon he was fucking my ass hard. I tried to resist, but I reached down to play with my clit. I started cumming immediately. And I yelled that I was cumming. He grunted in response, and I could feel his cock swell and start to shoot his hot cum in my ass.

My legs gave out, and we fell in a heap on the bed. He slipped out of my ass, rolled off me, and gently was playing with my hair, stroking the back of my neck and down my back through the length of my hair. "Let's take a shower." The gleam in his eye was back, and I arched my back so he could kiss me. I licked all around his mouth, loving tasting myself on his tongue. Then his tongue was in my mouth again, and he kissed me long and hard. Taking me by the hand, he led me to the shower . . .