The doorbell rang. As Carl walked through the house he steeled himself, getting ready to tell the poor, hapless door-to-door salesman, in the most graphic of terms, just where, precisely, he could stick his double-glazing or conservatory. He was, therefore, pleasantly surprised to find Sarah standing on his doorstep.
"Is this a bad time?" she asked, smiling sweetly.
"No. No. Not at all, I just wasn't expecting it to be you at the door."
"Well then, are you going to invite me in?" Sarah teased.
"Um, sorry, of course ... come in," Carl replied, making appropriate welcoming gestures.
"I hope you don't mind," Sarah said in a rush as Carl closed the door behind them, "it's just I'm picking my husband up from the airport in about an hour and a half and I thought, since your place is on the way ..."
Carl kissed her. "Of course I don't mind," he said, "you know you're always welcome."
"Well, that's a relief. I'd have hated to have imposed for nothing."
"You're not imposing in the slightest," Carl replied, reassuringly.
"Well then," Sarah said coyly, "do you think we could head through to the bedroom so I could start imposing? That is why I'm here after all!" Carl smiled. "If I remember rightly, the bedroom is through here," Sarah added, turning towards the door.
Chuckling to himself, Carl made to follow Sarah who was already discarding her clothes as she walked the short distance from the living room to the bedroom.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Sarah asked impatiently as she lay down, naked on the bed. "We don't really have time for any faffing about."
"Just admiring the view, as always," Carl replied, pulling his t-shirt off over his head.
"OK, I'll forgive you, but just don't take all day about it!"
Carl laughed and quickly discarded the remainder of his clothes before climbing on to the bed to join her. Almost at once, their lips were pressed firmly together. Sarah's tongue slipped into Carl's mouth and her hands roamed all over his body before, eventually locating their target.
"Nice and hard, just the way I like it," Sarah said softly, stroking Carl's cock firmly, but gently.
"It's the effect you have on me, I just can't help myself," Carl replied coyly.
"Cheeky," Sarah said then kissed him again briefly. "OK, let's get things started," she added then slid down the bed.
"Oh fuck, that's good, Sarah," Carl sighed as she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked him deep into her mouth.
Moving slowly at first but steadily increasing her pace, Sarah worked her lips up and down Carl's shaft. Carl moaned and sighed as she feasted on his cock. Every now and then, Sarah would stop and swirl her tongue around his knob, teasing the slit at its end with the tip of her tongue before drawing him fully into her mouth again.
As she sucked, one hand stroked his shaft as the other gently squeezed his balls. "That's so fucking good," Carl moaned as he felt the pressure mount.
Suddenly, Sarah stopped. "If I finish you now with my mouth, do you think you'll recover in time to give me a good fucking before I have to go?" she asked.
"Can't see why not," Carl replied, "and I can always give you a good tongue lashing while we're waiting."
A broad smile spread across Sarah's face. "I was kind of hoping you'd say that," she purred before taking his cock into her mouth once again and sucking hard. As Sarah sucked, Carl felt his climax approach. Her mouth was warm and moist around his knob, her tongue coated his shaft with a film of saliva that let her lips glide effortlessly up and down its length.
Feeling Carl's cock begin to twitch, Sarah sucked harder. Her fingers milked his cock as she stroked them up and down, working in tandem with her mouth, Carl's breath was coming in gasps. "I can't ... I can't hold on much longer," he moaned.
Tasting his pre-cum on her tongue, Sarah knew that Carl was on the point of exploding. She slipped her lips back until only his knob remained in her mouth. As she sucked, her tongue teased the tip of his cock, her hand stroked faster on his shaft. She could feel the tension in Carl's thighs as his hips began to buck.
"Oh fuck, Sarah! Oh fuck!" Carl gasped, straining hard as he tried to hold back, savouring the exquisite pain of his imminent release. Sarah flicked her tongue of the eye of his knob. She felt his cock swell between her lips. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! I ... I'm cumming, Sarah!" Carl cried as he seed surged, rising up through his cock to erupt into Sarah's waiting mouth.
Sarah swallowed as the first jets of cum pulsed into her mouth. Carl's hips thrust, trying to drive his cock deeper. Sarah swallowed again. "Oh ... Oh fuck!" Carl moaned as he filled her mouth.
As Carl's eruption subsided, Sarah let his cum pool on her tongue, savouring its rich flavour before swallowing it down. Finally, as Carl flopped, spent, back on to the bed, Sarah sucked the remaining drops of cum from him before letting his cock slip from between her lips.
"Christ, Sarah, that was amazing" Carl sighed as his breathing slowly returned to normal.
"Glad you enjoyed it," Sarah purred as she moved up to kiss him. "Catch your breath and then I want that tongue lashing you promised me earlier."
Carl sighed theatrically. "OK then, brace yourself!"
He kissed her. The kiss quickly increased in passion and Carl's hands began to explore Sarah's body. Sarah sighed as his hands traced the curve of her breasts and slid over them. He began to kiss her neck, concentrating on a particular spot where her neck met her shoulder that he knew drove her wild. As Sarah squirmed and sighed in response to the gentle ministrations of his mouth and hands, Carl began to work his way lower, kissing her collar bone, down her upper arm, teasing the insides of her elbows. He ran his tongue up Sarah's side then up over her breasts. "Oooooohhhh, that's nice," she purred as his tongue lightly flicked over her nipple, causing it to stiffen.