The Sunken Living Room

Evelyn loved to be fucked. She loved that feeling of being pounded hard; her pussy being stretched. She loved the way it felt when a hot splash of cum hit the back wall of her pussy and slowly drained out her swollen lips. She was addicted to being used like a fuck doll. She had once proclaimed she would fuck anyone who wanted her. With a long list of men who wanted her, she could easily find exactly what she was looking for without making any sacrifices.

Today, Evelyn had something extra deviant in mind. She spent the morning getting ready for her adventure. Home alone with all the time she needed to make today perfect. Her whole body was excited with the thoughts of what she had planned. She laid in the bathtub, day dreaming of how it should all play out. As her soapy hands moved over her breasts her nipples started to tighten and engorge themselves. She felt that tingle as she washed herself. Evelyn was careful not to get her hair wet, but she wanted to be completely submerged as she felt her insides vibrating with the slightest touch.

It was only 10:35am. Plenty of time left to get ready.

Evelyn wanted everything to be perfect. She took her time shaving her body. She swapped in a fresh razor blade and opened her favorite shaving cream. She wanted to be smooth all the way down to her toes. The warm water in the bathtub made her skin feel so soft as the razor passed carefully over her beautiful skin from her armpits down to her arms. She shaved each leg perfectly smooth. Lifting her leg up, the razor blade carefully glided between her little, round ass cheeks to get those few little hairs near her experienced asshole. And for the finale, she took her time to carefully shave her gorgeous, little pussy. Evelyn was careful not to miss a single hair, passing her razor blade gently across her skin, pulling her labia tight with one hand while gliding the sharp blade with the other. Evelyn's warm fingers felt good on her little sweet spot and she was starting to feel a little extra slippery as her pink hole moistened and tingled. She was horny. Evelyn was always horny. Today, she had some extra naughtiness in mind that had built up a charge inside her. She finished her task and pushed the desire to finger herself down. She wanted to save that for later.

Rinsing off and grabbing her towel, Evelyn stepped out of the tub. She could see her phone had lit up with a notification. It was not unusual for her to have a notification. The last few days, she had been spending a lot of time on the apps chatting with men to find the perfect fit. She had accounts in a few places, posting some PG-13 pics of herself along with her bio that included what she was looking for. It was very honest and direct. The men who found her should have no reason to be surprised by what was inside her deviant mind. Of course, men will be men, and a few tried to push past her wall of expectations, only to be ignored and blocked. There was no point in talking with them if she could not get just what she wanted with them.

First off, they might as well be good looking. Evelyn is sexy as hell and does not need to take anything less. There have been plenty of randoms who succeeded simply by being in the right place at the right time, but today was not about being in a rush. Evelyn wanted more. With plenty of horny men hitting her up, she was able to filter through their pics and bios and "Wanna hook up??" opening lines to find a few guys that could carry her interest. She kept a few conversations going over a handful of days, but there was one that really whet her appetite.

As the chatting progressed the conversations and the pics elevated to something a little more R rated and pushed into deep Triple-X territory soon enough. She had fingered herself to their conversations on more than one occasion in these last few days. It was time to meet for afternoon cocktails. Evelyn's body was stunningly well proportioned in her electric blue, tight, mini dress. Her long hair covered most of the open back, but the dress was barely long enough to cover her smooth pussy. She had not intended to wear panties, but needed a way to contain the moisture surging inside her aching pussy from running down her leg. She slipped on a sliky, neon orange thong, so bright that could be seen from space, in contrast to her electric blue dress. Evelyn even had patent leather, neon orange, high heels to match; "Outrageous Orange" is what she called it. Her panties always had to match her heels and she had an extensive collection. Evelyn requested a car to pick her up to take her to her destination and off she went.

The two were to meet at one of the finer restaurants in the area with an exceptionally well stocked lounge. Evelyn's car pulled up and the valet opened her door. As she stepped one leg out and turned her body to step out completely, the valet got more than just a tip. He had a good peek up Evelyn's dress and her brightly colored panties. There may have even been a little bit of pink surrounding the edge of those panties. Evelyn knew he could see everything she wanted him to see and just smiled, winked, and walked off without saying a word. The doorman opened her door as she stepped inside the luxurious restaurant and walked to the lounge. She was familiar with the place and knew exactly where to go, It was just past 2:00pm and the lunch crowd was mostly cleared out. The decor was dark, trimmed in brass fixtures and moderately lit. Dark enough to have some modesty but bright enough to have a conversation.

In the lounge, several small groups were seated around the bar, while only a few of the high top tables were in use. The booths lining the wall were empty, except one. A good looking, well-dressed man was seated in this booth with two freshly poured gin martinis. Allen stood up to greet her with a kiss on the cheek and welcomed her. They sat down together and began to enjoy their afternoon cocktails. The energy at the table was electric and there was no dull small talk. Evelyn was horny as hell and on a mission.

The martinis flowed as Evelyn and Allen got acquainted more intimately. The conversations were sexy, but were hardly the hottest part of the encounter. By the third martini, Allen's hands moved from politely above the table to Evelyn's leg, one arm around her as he sat cocked toward her. Much of the ideas in their minds had been shared while chatting in the app, but hearing some of this in person made Allen's bulge swell. They were seated close enough together by now that they were practically sharing skin. Allen leaned down to kiss Evelyn's neck as his fingers slid up her leg. She let out a moan as she felt his lips on her delicate neck. As far as they could tell, they were the only people in the room. Allen's finger tips moved up to the crease of her thigh meeting her lap. The skin was even softer as his finger traced this line down lower and lower. The moment was interrupted by their server asking if they would like another round. Allen looked at Evelyn to gauge her interest. Evelyn was bold and knew how to speak for herself.

She told the server, "One more round, and the check please".

The moisture in her panties was uncontainable at this point. Allen picked up where he had left off, leaning in for a kiss, placing his fingers back on her thigh. She parted her legs just a little as their lips met for the first deep kiss. The warmth of his breath and the taste of martinis on his tongue opened her up even further as her body was spinning from the inside with anticipation. Allen touched her panties and could feel them soaked through. He pressed a finger against her flesh at the edge of her panties to slip a finger inside. It felt like melted butter on a warm peach. She was soaking wet with her viscous juices. A tremor hit her body as his fingers slid inside her pussy then back up to her clit. She wanted to be bent over that booth and fucked hard right there. Evelyn's legs closed and she sat up as the server approached with their last round.

She said to Allen, "That's enough for now. I want save it for later".

Allen's playful disappointment was fleeting. The two picked up their martins and toasted to what was to come. They fell back to their flirtatious conversation and sipped their martinis.

As they finished, Allen placed a $100 bill in the book as he noticed the bottom line called for a little more. He pulled out another hundred to drop in, folding it closed. Evelyn then ordered a car on her app. As the two slid out of the booth, Evelyn noticed the shine of a streak she had left on the seat. Her pussy was soaking wet and her panties were doing nearly nothing for her at this point. She excused herself to the ladies room for a moment to freshen up while Allen waited for the car. She touched up her lipstick and peeled off her soaked panties, tucking them into her handbag, and headed back to meet Allen out front. The car was just pulling up. Allen walked around to his side as the valet eagerly approached to open the door for Evelyn. This time, as she entered the car she presented the same pose for him, but moved much more slowly so he could get a great view of her perfectly manicured pussy. She puckered a kiss at him as she brought her leg into the car and slid over. He closed the door with his cheeks flushed and his hand immediately covering his growing erection. The car drove off, headed back to Evelyn's home.

Stepping into Evelyn's home, the door closed behind the pair and Allen immediately took Evelyn in a full embrace and kissed her deeply. Their lips absorbing each other's saliva with their tongues engaged in a Greco-Roman style of wrestling. His hands gliding immediately to her bare ass and picked her up as she wrapped her toned legs around his body. Allen leaned her toward the wall as the furious make out session had been the overwhelming release of the afternoon's pent up arousal.

Evelyn pulled back for a moment and said to Allen, "Go have a seat in the living room. I'll make us another round".

Still dizzy from the lack of blood to his brain, Allen let Evelyn slide down as he adjust the tent in his pants to a more comfortable position. He took a look around, having not noticed the sunken living room just ahead of the landing at the front door. Down three steps in the corner, the space was surrounded by sofa-like seating on three sides, with a fireplace and a small wooden bar on the other. Centered in the space were two leather lounge chairs facing each other with a small round wooden table, to match the bar, off center of the two chairs. Allen took a seat with the fireplace and bar to his front and the front door of Evelyn's home to his rear. Evelyn had disappeared within her home. Allen peered around, still trying to get his head clear from the martinis and heightened state of arousal.

Within a couple minutes, Evelyn reappeared, wearing only a tiny silk robe, loosely tied at the waste. The sleeves were loose and flowing as she walked toward the sunken living room and down the steps. Her bare feet stood out from the contrast of her manicured toes against the white carpet. She went behind the bar and mixed two more martinis. Allen knew already he would be in for a rough morning to follow, but had noticed that it was just a little before 4:30pm and he had plenty of time to recover still. Evelyn set the drinks on the side table and sat in the opposite facing lounge chair.

"I want to show you something", Evelyn said coyly.

"Oh yeah? What's that?", Allen replied

Evelyn reached to her lap and untied the sash of her black silk robe, opening the gate to heaven and exposing her entire naked body. She pulled her feet up on to the seat of her chair and opened her legs until they each rest against the arm of her chair. Allen leaned in, placing his hands on his chair's arms to push himself up.

"Not yet", spoke Evelyn. "I haven't shown you the best part yet".

Allen reclined back in his seat.

"Have a sip", Evelyn instructed. Allen obeyed in synch with Evelyn doing the same.

Allen's heartbeat was up. The room felt warm and asked if it would be okay to remove his coat.

"Of course. Make yourself comfortable" Evelyn said. "Just stay right in your seat though".

Allen removed his coat and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. His eyes were locked onto the treasure chest that had opened before him. Evelyn's pussy looked amazing. Her whole body looked amazing, but the way her pussy was flushed and swollen with a slight glossy slickness in the middle was hard to look away from. Her breasts were in perfect b-cup shaped mounds with a nipples poking out like diamonds ready to cut glass. Evelyn reached to the pocked of the limp silk robe and pulled out a pink vibrator. With a couple of clicks, Allen could hear the buzz of mechanical pleasure in action.

Allen sipped his martini as he crossed his legs to subtly adjust the rising bulge in his pants. Evelyn's eyes were burning right through his, making steady eye contact. Frozen in a trance, he stared right into her eyes as she exhaled deeply with the toy making its first contact with her slippery pussy. Her breathing increased as the sound deepened to a moan. Allen's sipping at his martini turned to a gulping as the two stared directly into each other's eyes. Allen wanted to look down to watch the show but could not move.

"Do you like the show?", asked Evelyn.

"Y-yes. Yes, I very much do", Allen replied with a slight stutter.

"Is there anything that you would like to show me?", asked Evelyn.

Allen gulped the last of his martini and unbuckled his belt. Words were lost and any conversation from him at this point was going to be a series of grunts and gestures as his brain regressed to his savage caveman-like state and only instinct remained. He untucked his shirt and pulled his pants under himself, careful to not leave the seat as instructed.

The buzz continued as Evelyn's breathing steadied. She knew her body and how to keep herself present in the moment without sacrificing even a split second of pleasure. Her body would send out a tremble and relax with the next throaty breath. Her inhales were becoming more intense as her perfect little breasts heaved. Allen kicked his shoes to the side and pulled his pants and underwear off. His cock stood up like a sundial draped in the flaps of his shirt as he unbuttoned the last buttons and peeled it off. Nearly just as naked, only his socks remained. Allen tossed his shirt aside and leaned down to peel off his socks. On the way down he couldn't help but notice how much pinker Evelyn's pussy had grown and it was WET. She was soaking wet as her pussy drooled its sticky juices down her skin and shined with a glossy glow.

Evelyn glanced at the clock on the wall behind Allen. It was about 4:55pm now. Her vibrator's buzz dulled as it disappeared into her wet hole. Her moan heightened with pleasure as her body twitched with the pleasure inside of her. The buzz rose as the pink device reappeared and then clicked off. Allen's heartbeat hit a new level as Evelyn's feet hit the carpet to stand up and walk to him. She grabbed the small black remote control and the side table and clicked on the fireplace and sat back into her chair. Allen exhaled in almost relief as he composed himself.

"Crawl to me", Evelyn commanded. Allen complied in a mindless state. As he got closer, his face only 16 to 18 inches away from her perfectly smooth pussy, Evelyn raised her leg toward him, placing it around his back and pulling him in. The smell of her pussy sent his mind backwards in time to the very first time he'd smelled pussy. It was like being a teenager all over again, experiencing pussy for the first time and knowing this is what makes life great. Five inches away, he could feel her warmth. Four inches away, his breath hit her skin. She raised the other leg and rested it on him opening her up a little more. Three inches away he could already taste her from the intoxicating scent passing through his nostrils and down into his lungs. Two inches away he could hear the lips parting with their sticky glaze separating further. One inch away, like a bee about to land into the pistil of a rose. And then the taste hit his tongue like a kid with his first sweet lick of a lollipop.

Evelyn moaned and arched back her head to rest on the low back of the lounge chair. Her hands reached to his hair, pulling him in, a gesture so many men had used on her in the past to go deeper on their own engorged organs. Allen's tongue got to work on her pussy. The wetness created a glide up and down her pussy and the warmth of his tongue sent an audible moan from Evelyn's lips. He licked her clit like a thirsty dog. She forcefully pulled his hair toward her pussy, but it was a feeling that any man would welcome in that moment.

"Sit back down", Evelyn breathed out. Her body sparkled from the inside out with excitement as tiny bursts of electricity surged throughout her body. All the planning, all the chatting the two had done over the past few days, the delight of cocktails this afternoon had been leading up to where she was about to take them. Allen sat, like a good boy. His cock was hard and stretched out to the point he thought it might split open. His body rested against the back of his lounge chair as Evelyn stepped up on the chair's seat one foot at a time. She wrapped her arms around Allen's neck and squatted down to impale herself on his cock, finally. She could feel the warm drips on her legs cooling as the ran away from her pussy. Her knees hit the chair just as his swollen glans touched her labia. It was like a lit match touching tissue paper as the flame between them engulfed their loins. The sloppy sound of her drenched pussy writhing on his cock made Allen even harder than before. It almost hurt, but worth every bit of pain. His balls pulled tight as all of the loose skin was needed for his hard-on.

As Evelyn rode Allen's throbbing shaft, they kissed, drunkenly, without regard for how much saliva they kept in their mouths. Allen's dick pushed deep in Evelyn, then back out. She teased his cock with her sensual hole. Her muscles squeezed tight, like she wanted to eject him completely, all while forcing herself down onto his lap. She could feel his tip touching the back wall inside of her. The moaning and writhing of the two of them encompassed them completely. Allen's mind had left the building and his body was left to Evelyn's deviant mind. He knew what she had wanted from him, but those thoughts were long gone. Only the present could be processed, one pump at a time.

The front door opens and the western sunlight fills the room. It's 5:05pm... right on time. Evelyn's husband stood silhouetted in the doorway. His beautiful wife is illuminated by the cascading light, naked and impaled on a naked man's cock. The door closes behind him as he steps forward on the landing. Allen freezes.

"Happy Birthdayyyyy", Evelyn calls out. "I got you a surpriiiiise". Evelyn has no hesitation in her stride. She keeps riding the cock beneath her. Allen starts to sit up and say something.

"Shhh...", Evelyn says gently. "It's okay; its just like we chatted about in the app". She keeps riding as Allen relaxes back into his chair.

Rowan was home from work, right on time. Today was his birthday and Evelyn had wanted to get him something that he had wanted for a long time. He steps down behind Allen's chair and gives his wife a kiss as she stretches her neck up to him. Allen's cock is still pulsing inside of her.

"Well this is a welcome surprise", Rowan says to his wife.

"I thought you'd like it. There's a martini for you on the table"., Evelyn pants as she rocks up and down on Allen's hard shaft.

Rowan sees his martini and takes a seat in the other lounge chair. The fire is warm to his back. He sips his martini as he loosens his tie and slips off his shoes. His naked wife's ass bobs up and down in front of him. There's a strange cock inside of her, playing peek-a-boo with Rowan. Her pussy is glistening as the sound of her gooey juices emit from the impact and separation of Evelyn and Allen. Allen's balls have glazed over and the friction has created that creamy froth in a ring around the top of them. Rowan unbuttons his shirt and loosens his belt.