He stopped and told me to stand up and I thought that he had finished...but he reached forward and pulled my knickers down and off before running his hand slowly up my leg until his fingers found my pussy. My lips parted easily (don't they always!) and he tutted as he felt how wet I was...he then told me I was a dirty little slag who enjoyed getting spanked so he was going to do it properly now and pulled me back down before starting to spank me again, only this time he bloody well put some force into it and it really stung!! He gave me half a dozen slaps on the arse before I started to struggle and try to get up but he pushed my head down with his left hand and kept slapping my arse with the right, Christ it hurt!!
I was almost screaming by now and I could feel myself starting to cry when he stopped and sort of wrestled me to the floor, I was blinking back tears and getting my breath back when I realized that he had pulled down his trousers and his cock was pushing against my pussy...he didn't waste any time, he just forced his way inside with a couple of hard thrusts before he started fucking me fast and hard, I don't think his cock had ever felt as big and it was a good job that the spanking had turned me on! He got his hands down onto my tits and rubbed the palms over my hard nipples which were poking through the blouse...then he sort of straightened up and grabbed hold of the blouse before ripping it open, buttons popping all over the place and half of it tearing...I swear I could feel his cock grow even bigger and the force of his frantic fucking was moving me across the floor...I was almost cumming when I felt him stiffen and start pumping jet after jet of spunk up me which was enough to send me over the edge...mmmmmm...I'm dripping now as I think about it...
He made me keep my ruined blouse and spunk stained skirt on for the rest of the evening, taking every opportunity to feel me up as we watched the tv... later he made me - still dressed - ride his cock while he told me how he had seen me getting gangbanged behind the bike sheds etc...
As I fell asleep, my arse and pussy still tingling I couldn't help but wonder what else he would make me do that week...
Sunday - Day two
On Sunday he went off to play football, getting back - after a few pints - about six. After the usual stuff about the game the said that the showers had been broken so he would have one now and that I was to join him! Fortunately we have a decent shower cubicle although the bathroom is tiny. He got into the shower first while I stripped off in the bedroom before joining him under the hot water. He was standing stroking his hard cock when I got in and he quickly left that alone so he could get his hands on my big tits and ass...we covered each other with shower gel, turning the shower into a foam bath almost, his hands were everywhere, all over my tits, into my pussy, he even slipped a finger up my bum while I rubbed his hairy chest and wanked his cock...after a while - quite a while actually - he poured loads more over my tits and pushed me down onto my knees. By bending his knees he could get his cock between my soapy tits and with me holding them tightly together he proceeded to give them a good fucking. We have done this plenty of times in the past but this was the most fun, the lack of friction making it harder for him to cum until we changed, him wrapping my tits around his big cock while I wanked the slippery shaft until he exploded all over me. I fell back against the wall as he wanked the last few blobs over me. My pussy was on fire from the fingering and the sheer sexiness of what we had been doing and, as he watched I spread my legs and frantically rubbed my clit until I came. I think we were both exhausted after that and just got cleaned up. The shower was a mess the next morning, covered with soap scum and some nasty sticky stains but the thought of what had got it in such a mess got me tingling...definitely going to do that again!!
Monday - Day three
On Monday he met in town after work for a drink. We went to our usual bar which was fairly busy and ordered a drink. He found us a stool each at the bar which he seemed unusually please with, grinning as he looked at my legs. I was wearing my standard work outfit, a black two-piece suit, skirt a few inches above the knee and a pale grey blouse. After the first drink I said I was going to the ladies while he ordered another glass of wine for me...at which point he pulled a packet from his pocket and handed it to me.
"I want you to take off your tights and knickers and put these on."
Peeking inside the bag I saw that that there was a pair of lace topped hold up stockings... now I know he likes stockings (what man doesn't!) but they are something that I don't often wear at work. Anyway, I skipped off to the ladies and did as I was told...which is where the detail in the stocking became apparent...they were the type that had an extra long lace section at the top, about six inches of lace in fact and standing straight the shirt only just hid it...quite obviously, once I sat on the stool it would be clear to everyone what I was wearing! To be honest, the idea had me quite excited and I could feel a definite tingle between my legs as I slipped back onto the stool, exposing an inch of stocking top to everyone in the bar. My cheeks were burning as he grinned at me before leaning forward and kissing me on the cheek, taking the opportunity to whisper
"You look very slutty."
in my ear. For the next 20 mins or so we drank our drinks and he tried his best to get me to move around on the stool so that my skirt would ride up further. He was pretty successful and I soon had enough showing to have quite a few pairs of eyes glued to my legs. Our glasses were empty by now and as I drained the last drop from mine he asked if I wanted another. Now, two large glasses on an empty stomach, plus the excitement of the game were going to my head so I didn't hesitate when he told me that if I wanted another one I was to go and take my bra off too...after all, my blouse was hardly see through and I'd have my jacket...well, when I returned and wriggled back onto the stool, making sure that I gave everyone that was looking an eyeful of my stocking clad legs he was holding my glass. I reached for it and he shook his head before looking me in the eye and telling me that I could only have it if I took off my jacket. I quickly removed it and he was treated to the sight of my big nipples staining against the material of my thin blouse. Two more glasses of wine and I was pissed and horny - so much so that if he had told me to strip off and sit naked on the bar stool I probably would have done it!
Anyway, we decided to leave and stumbled out into a taxi. After giving the driver our address he pulled me towards him and shoved his tongue down my throat and his hands everywhere he could, pushing my skirt up almost as far as my pussy and mauling my tits through my thin blouse. I responded by rubbing his mega hard cock through his trousers and spreading my legs wider, enjoying the cool air on my hot cunt. I caught the driver glancing back into the mirror with a smile on his face and I guess that my bf saw him looking too because he let go of my throbbing nipple and slipped the top button of my blouse open, exposing an acre of cleavage to the world...quickly followed by the next two buttons so that my blouse was open almost to the waist! Flicking the material apart he began fondling my big boobs in earnest, causing the driver to slow down so he could have a better look. For the next five minutes my jacket and blouse were pushed wider by my bf's wandering hands until I was as good as topless, sprawled out, legs apart, seriously pissed - I must have looked like a right slut!
We finally arrived at our place and there is no doubt that the driver got a good eyeful as I almost fell out of the taxi, tits swinging clear of my clothes...I don't think we needed to tip the driver somehow, he seemed very happy in his work. Once inside things came to a very rapid conclusion as my skirt was shoved up to my waist and a very hard, very hot cock was shoved deep inside my dripping pussy as I sprawled on the sofa...neither of us lasted very long but were so turned on that after he had cum he just kept on fucking me, calling me all the filthy names he could think of and threatening to let the taxi driver shag me next time until a second load of spunk was flooding deep inside me. The following morning I had quite a sore head but the delicious tingling in my pussy made up for that!
