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Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Where Can I Freshen Up?

The concert in the park had been great!  The local bands were as terrific as ever but I couldn't get over the dejected feeling that I'd been having all day.  The kids had already taken off with their friends leaving me with the task of cleaning our little area.  I stood and stretched...it had been a long day in the heat and I could feel the start of a burn on my bare arms and shoulders.  The sun was going to be setting soon so I didn't bother getting out the sunblock again.
I was supposed to be heading out on a date tonight but it had fallen through...I was sure that was the main reason I was feeling so dejected.  When you're a single mom, dates don't just happen.  Arrangements need to be made, schedules need to be juggled - most of my evenings consisted of taking kids to one practice or game or another.  I had done a lot of juggling to get this evening free so I could go out and kick up my heels. He called this morning with what I thought was a lame excuse, but I certainly didn't want to go out with someone who really didn't want to go out with me, so I hadn't put up any kind of argument.  The kids were excited about staying over with their friends so I hadn't bothered to cancel those arrangements either.  Now here I was, a night alone and absolutely nothing to do.
I folded the blankets, we had brought and left them stacked while I picked up the water bottles, pop cans and wrappers the kids had left laying on the ground.  I tossed it all into the plastic bag that had been hanging out of the back pocket of my cut offs all day.  The concert was free but the funds raised from the concession went to charity so I hadn't packed anything in but the blankets and a tote bag which held the sunblock, my camera, a small first aid kit - I was always thankful I packed the first aid kit and today was no exception) - and of course my wallet.  We chose to support the children's charities the proceeds were going to by purchasing water, pop, supper (greasy burgers and potato chips) and yeah, okay I had a beer too.
I tied up the garbage bag and let it hang from my fingers as I picked up the blankets.  The load was awkward and I needed to peek around the blankets shifting them from one side to the other in order to navigate through the dispersing crowd and out of the park.  By the time I reached the car, 3 blocks away, my arms were starting to ache a little from the burden and I was sweating.
I was fumbling for the car keys in my tote bag, the blankets vicariously balanced on my shoulder when I heard his deep voice behind me.  "Can I hold those for you?"  Startled, I turned quickly.  The blankets started to slide from my grip and I was in danger of dropping them all.  Chuckling at me he reached out and caught them deftly.  I recognized him from one of the bands that had played today.  I knew a couple of his band mates.  They worked at the local music store where my kids took lessons.  The band was awesome...they really knew how to rock!  I had probably enjoyed their music the most, though like I said... all the bands were pretty awesome.
"Oh! Hey!" I said, "Nice catch! Thank you!"
He stood holding the blankets for me while I dug out my keys and popped the trunk.  He placed the blankets in the trunk, then straightened and said, "You look like you could use a drink...the band is getting together for a few.  Why don't you join us?"
I looked down at my tank top, cut-offs and flip-flops.  "I'm not really dressed for cocktails." I replied.
"Don't worry about it," he said laughing.  You're very beautiful, but if you'd like to freshen up, my house is right here."  He pointed to the two storey I was parked in front of.  I didn't have to think long.  I had a free night, no plans, I was restless and he was very cute.
"Yeah, okay," I said.  "As long as I'm not holding you up."
"Not at all," he replied, already leading me up the walk to his front door.  As I walked through the door it was very apparent this was the home of a musician.  He had three different guitars standing in their stands next to his tall amps and he also had a keyboard in the corner.  The only things missing were empty whiskey bottles and lines of coke on the coffee table.  Instead the sparsely furnished room was neat and well kept.  "The bathroom is right down here to your right," he said gesturing down the hall.  "Can I get you a beer?" he asked heading into the kitchen.
"Yes please," I called out as I made my way down the hall to the washroom.  Looking in the mirror I discovered he was right....I didn't look too bad.  The sun had given me a healthy glow and my blonde hair was long and shiny.  My legs and arms were well toned and although my shorts and tank were casual, they did accentuate my slim yet shapely figure.  I freshened up quickly by applying a little  powder to my nose and forehead and lipstick to my lips.  I tucked my make-up back in my bag and left the bathroom.  Across the hall the door opened into his bedroom.  His bedroom was as neat as the rest of the house and I noticed yet another guitar in the corner...an acoustic.  I felt a twinge of desire at the site of his large made bed and turned away quickly to join him in his living room.  He was standing at the stereo and when he saw me enter the room, he held out the beer in his hand.  "What kind of music do you like?" he asked.
"I like your music," I answered.  He chuckled and said thank you, then added "You'll probably like this then."  Bad Company came streaming out of the speakers.
"I love this!" I said and started swaying to the sexy music as I drank my beer.  Before I knew it he was right in front of me.
"My god you're beautiful," he said and suddenly his lips were on mine.  The move was unexpected and I froze but as his lips teased mine, coaxing them to open and his tongue found his way into my mouth I started to respond, kissing him back.  It had been so long since I had been intimate with a man and my body reacted strongly!  I felt my tits swelling, my nipples hardening and straining against the fabric of my bra.  My already wet pussy had a deep throbbing ache that matched the pounding of my heart in my chest.  Still holding my beer by the neck of the bottle my arms went around his neck and I didn't resist as his hands on my back pulled my body tighter to his own.
The heat between us was nearly unbearable and I could feel his excitement growing in his pants as he held me close.  I reached to place my beer on top of the speaker.  It tipped and fell to the floor.  Surprisingly the bottle didn't smash but beer started to flow onto his hardwood floor.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed, pulling away from him.
"Leave it," he said, his voice thick and husky with desire.  He pulled me close again and lifted me up by my ass.  Surrendering completely, I wrapped my legs around him and let him carry me down the hall to his bedroom, never letting his lips leave mine.  When we reached the bed, he put me down, our lips still locked, our tongues exploring the others mouth and our hands tearing at each others clothes.
He was younger than me and in great shape.  His bare skin excited me even more.  I was trembling as I reached for his jeans.  I unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans letting them fall to his ankles.  I pulled the elastic waistband of his boxer and felt my jaw drop as my eyes took in his very generous package.  I hadn't even realized he had helped me out of my cut-offs until I nearly tripped over them at my ankles as I tried to go to my knees.
His hands grabbed me at my elbows and he pulled me up.  "Not yet baby," he said and then pushed me down gently, laying me across his bed.
Stepping out of his own jeans, he moved around to the other side of the bed and started to kiss me upside down starting at my forehead with soft gentle kisses and moving down my nose to my mouth.  The spiderman kiss! And it was hot!!  He continued to move down my throat to my chest.  His chest was above my face and I kissed the hard, smooth muscles of his chest.  I moaned out loud, lifted my ass and clenched down hard on the throbbing in my cunt as he took my nipple gently between his teeth and let his tongue flick back and forth over the hard nub.  His mouth was hot and wet and as he moved away from one nipple to take the other in his mouth, the cooler air on the exposed wet nipple caused it to tighten even more.
His lips and body continued their downward descent.  His mouth causing all kinds of sensations on my sensitive skin. When his lips reached my stomach, I reached above my head to take his cock into my hand.  As my small hand wrapped around his thick hard shaft and started to stroke him, he moaned into my belly.  I opened my legs when his lips moved down to kiss my hips.  His cock was just above my head now, so I tilted my head back and stretched up to lick his red throbbing head.  I felt his muscles stiffen as he struggled to maintain his control.  His lips were on my inner thigh, his tongue licking the salt from my skin at the crease where my thigh met my pussy.  His knees straddled my head and I wrapped my arms around his hips for support as my tongue moved down his shaft to his balls .  I took  his ball into my mouth and started to suck gently moving my tongue over the surface, as I did I felt his lips pinch my swollen clit.  I moaned and sucked harder before moving to his other ball.  His tongue flicked at my clit, then slid down between my pussy lips to taste the reward his lips and tongue has invoked.
His wet tongue moving over my pussy felt so good I lost my breath and my head tilted back as my back arched and I opened my legs wider.  He rolled onto his back pulling me on top of him, his mouth still on my pussy.
It was me straddling his head now and his arms wrapped around my thighs. I moaned loudly as his fingers entered me, his tongue flicking back and forth over my throbbing clit.  I arched my back and my tits rubbed against the soft hair of  his lower belly.
"Oh fuck baby," I muttered before my mouth eagerly returned to the head of his cock, my tongue teasing the head before I opened wide and took him deep into my hot wet mouth.  My legs were starting to tremble and I moved my mouth up and down, taking him deeper into my mouth every time I went down and sucking a little harder every time I came back up.  I was close to cumming and I wanted him to cum with me.  His lips came back down on my clit, his fingers wiggled deep inside me and I couldn't hold back.  My cunt started to spasm around his fingers, my juices flowing.  His fingers pulled out and were soon replaced by his tongue, his hands gripping my ass as he buried his face in my pussy.  I moaned then opened my throat to take him all the way into my mouth.  I gave his balls a gentle squeeze and as I sucked on my way back up he exploded into my mouth.
We drank from each other until our muscles relaxed and our shudders had stopped.  I left his spent cock laying on his abdomen and I kissed his lower belly and hip before I slid off of him and rested my head on his belly.  As I lay there catching my breath I realized I wasn't feeling dejected anymore.  In fact I felt pretty damn good.

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Santa's Gift

This line up was so freaking slow...what the hell were they ordering up there?  Lunch for 20?  I should have known better than to stop to grab a coffee this close to the lunch hour...the rush was beginning already.
"Hey there,"  I heard the deep voice right behind me.  It wasn't accompanied by a tap on the shoulder to indicate the greeting had been directed at me but the voice was so familiar, I had to turn to see.
I turned around and came face to face with a very attractive stranger.  He was looking expectantly at me, indicating that it was indeed to me he was speaking.  I must have looked confused because he chuckled softly...again very familiar.  I looked at the twinkle in his eyes and it hit me!  I started to blush furiously and his chuckle became a laugh.
"It's been awhile." he said. "Have you been a good girl?"
I hadn't recognized him because he looked nothing like he did six months ago when I had met him.  He was clean shaven now...the beard and mustache were gone and he was definitely not wearing the red padded suit he had been hired to wear at our company Christmas party.
I normally don't drink at company functions...choosing professionalism over the good time. Tonight was different though...tonight I was celebrating and I was celebrating more than Christmas.  The last year had been a tough one for me personally with the split from my husband.  The marriage itself had been nightmarish enough, but even that had nothing on the divorce.  I felt as if I'd been to hell and back but it was finally over.  I felt free and that in turn made me feel loose.  On the other hand, professionally I was doing very well.  My career was taking off...the end of year numbers were way above our earlier projections.  Due to the company's success the mood at the party was jovial and the drinks were flowing freely.
When Santa arrived at the party he made his way through the room slowly, stopping to shake hands and ask for introductions.  "Hello, young man!" he boomed. "And what is your name?"  When he was answered he'd boom again, "Well, you have been a good boy this year!" He would then reach into his bag and pull out an envelope.  It would be the employee Christmas bonus... the boss had been clever this year.
Now I don't know if it's just me....but ever since puberty I've had fantasies about Santa.  Sexual fantasies.  Normally big hairy men don't necesarily turn me on but Santa....now that's a different story.  As I watched this Santa making his way through the room I became very sexually aroused.  Though his belly was obviously padded, I could see his beard was real, though probably covered with something to make it appear white... his eyebrows were darker.   I felt my nipples harden and a wetness in my panties as my body reacted to the magnetic pull Santa was having on me.  I had more than enough wine in me to drown any inhibitions I may have had and as Santa approached me I flashed him a very sexy smile.
"Hi Santa," I cooed.
Santa made no qualms about being attracted to me, "Hello there," he said. "And what's your name...and phone number?"  I laughed... a deep throated sexy laugh.  The party was in full swing by this time...Jerry and Tom both had their ties and jackets off, sleeves rolled up, re-enacting some football play from Monday's game and they had drawn quite an audience.  Nobody seemed to be paying attention to us at all.  Not that I cared at that point anyway, after all, my inhibitions were gone, I was turned on and available.  He took me by the hand and led me to a chair.
As he sat, he patted his lap.  "Come here little girl, sit on Santa's knee and tell me what you would like for Christmas."  I sat across his lap.  His hand rested comfortably on my hip and my fingers played lightly with his beard as I leaned into him, and breathed into his ear, "I want to feel Santa's beard tickle my thighs while he nibbles on my cookie." His hand tightened on my hip, pulling me harder into his padded belly.  I continued to whisper in his ear, "then what I really want is to get on my knees and suck Santa's South Pole."  My tongue lifted his earlobe and brought it to my mouth.  I held it between my teeth and breathed into his ear.  His other hand came to my waist and he groaned softly...I couldn't feel it through all his padding but I heard in that soft groan that he was hard.
Stealing a quick look around...yeah nobody was looking our way, I shot him a wicked smile, grabbed him by the hand and I stood up pulling him down the hall with me to my office.
My office had windows that faced the hall and though the lights in my office were out, the lights from the hall shone in through the blinds and we could easily make out the furniture in my office.  I led him to my desk...it was cleared for the coming holiday...my laptop packed away in my briefcase, the blotter on my desk bare.  I sat on the edge facing him, my short skirt rode up to just below my crotch exposing the tops of my stockings.  I spread my legs, pulling him toward me, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling his mouth down on top of mine.  His arms went around my waist and his tongue found mine, his kiss becoming deeper, harder.
He moved his hands down over my hips to my stockinged thighs. He caressed the soft skin of my thighs above my stockings, his hands moving to panties.  His hand rubbed my cunt hard through my panties...I was so wet.  I moaned, opening my legs wider, kissing him deeper, sucking on his tongue.
He went down on his knees in front of me... pulling my panties to the side, exposing my wet, glistening pussy.  He kissed me gently around my pussy lips, inhaling my scent before his tongue darted out cooling the heat that was building in me.  I moaned, my fingers reached for his head, knocking his Santa hat off and running my hands through his thick hair and caressing his ears as his lips and tongue took me to heaven.  His fingers entered me...fucking me as his mouth teased, licked and sucked my clit.  His beard did tickle my thighs and pussy, sending shivers of pleasure through me.  "Mmmmmmmm, Santa," I breathed and as the blood left my head, I let it drop back as I arched my back.  My legs lifted over his shoulders, my thighs closed around his head and I pulled his hair as my orgasm shook my body....my juices flowing into his hot waiting mouth.
As I was catching my breath, he pulled me to my feet and spun me around.  He pulled my hair to the side, kissed the back of my neck, his hands moving under my blouse, finding my tits, caressing, squeezing.  He whispered huskily in my ear, "Bend over."
I obeyed.  His hands moved down my body again and he lifted my skirt over my ass.  He pulled down my panties and I heard him dropping his pants as his fingers still played with my exposed pussy.  I felt his cock at the opening of my cunt and he thrust himself into me, deep.  He held me against him for a moment, groaning softly before he started rock against me...sliding in and out of my wet quivering pussy.  I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts.  I could feel the padding of his stomach brushing against my ass and it was turning me on even more! As one hand tightened on my hip the other moved around and down my abdomen to my clit.  I started to cum again...my legs shaking, my vision went black and I stretched my body, my muscles tense as my pussy spasmed around his cock.
He pulled himself out of me, before he could cum.  His hands on my ribs, he encouraged me to stand and turn around. "I want to cum in your mouth baby," he said.  He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently down to my knees.
His cock was throbbing, hard and glistening with my juices.  I took him into my mouth, my forehead pressing against the soft padding over his belly and I could taste the sweet tangy taste of myself on him.  He was so ready and as I moved my lips down his shaft his legs started to shake and he gripped my hair hard.  I gave his tight balls a gentle squeeze and he exploded into my throat, crying out.
I swallowed and sucked until I felt his muscles relax and his cock began to soften.
He helped me to my feet and whispered, "You're a very good girl....and a very naughty one!  Santa's favorite!"
We smoothed our clothing and hair, making ourselves presentable before we returned to the party.  He blended into the crowd and I left for home shortly after.  I had never expected to see him again.  But here he was...in the coffee shop, smiling at me.
"Join me for lunch?" he asked.
I hadn't planned on stopping for lunch, but now with the sweet memories of our last meeting going through my mind, I figured I could let work slide for awhile...possibly the entire afternoon....

Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Afterparty

I paced back and forth at the foot of my bed.  I was horny and I was excited.  Having him in my mouth under the table had just started the fire... I couldn't wait to experience his kiss, his touch.  Fuck I was wet... what was taking him so long?
He was my sister's boyfriend and that just added to the excitement.  I had been attracted to him from the first day my sister brought him home... I hadn't dared acted on it before though.  I never believed they were suited for each other and maybe that's how I justified my actions tonight.  Fuck it... I wanted him... it was that simple.  When my sister had passed out early giving us opportunity and the alcohol letting our inhibitions loose gave us courage, I took my liberties with him, giving him a blow job under the table.  He asked if he could come to my room.
I had said my goodnights to the die hard partiers downstairs and had come up to get ready for him.  I showered quickly...for once not reaching to satisfy my needs on my own.  I pulled out a pretty bra and panty set I had packed and put them on.  I freshened my make up and brushed my long blonde hair.  With my robe wrapped around me I started my wait for him.
I didn't live with my parents any longer... hadn't for years, but they had kept our rooms as we left them and there was something comforting about staying at home.  It did make me feel like a teenager though and that added to my excitement as well.  I heard a soft knock on the door and nearly jumped out of my skin.  My heartbeat quickened and I rushed to the door to let him in.
"I don't know about this...," he was saying and as I closed the door behind him I let my robe fall to the floor.  He stood there staring at me and I could see he was shaking slightly.  I stepped closer to him and looked up into his eyes.  His hands went to my waist and his mouth came down on mine.
"Oh god," he said between kisses, "this is so wrong." He pulled me closer pressing me against his chest, his kisses becoming more fervent, his tongue finding mine.  I felt dizzy, I wasn't sure if it was from the champagne or his kisses, but I let myself go, melting into him, losing myself in his kiss.  My heart was still doing its crazy beat and I felt hot and wet.  I pulled him to the bed.  I laid down on top of the blankets and pulled him down on top of me.
Still fully dressed he laid on top of me, my legs were open and I wrapped them around his thighs feeling the rough wool of his slacks against the soft smooth skin of my inner thighs and my belly.  Through his pants I could feel his hard long cock pressing against my pelvis.  He was propped on his elbows, his hands under my shoulders and he pulled my body close to his as he kissed me.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hand running through his hair.
His mouth moved from mine to my ear, "Oh fuck baby," he whispered, "this is so wrong, but I want you so much."  His lips continued down my neck to my chest.  His hands moved to my chest to pull the bra cups aside taking one nipple into his mouth nibbling and sucking before moving to the other and repeating his actions.
If I'd thought I was on fire before, I now had an inferno raging inside me.  I arched my back, pushing my tits harder into his face as he sucked, licked, and fondled.  I rubbed my crotch against his, dry fucking him. He moved off of me and to my side, his mouth still pulling at my nipple.  His hand moved down my belly and slid under the waistband of my panties.
He moaned when he felt how wet I was.  His fingers found my swollen clit first and he rubbed it in a circular motion, causing me to lift my ass and spread my legs further.  He pushed two of his fingers into my cunt and I started to rock my pelvis and squeeze his fingers inside my pussy. His palm rubbed against my clit and I started to cum.  He pulled his fingers from me and tugged hard at my panties.  They were string bikinis and one side gave way to his force, breaking and hanging loose against one thigh.  He slid down the bed and lowered his mouth on my pussy to lick up my juices.  Oh god! I was going to cum again!  Another wave hit, stretching my torso, my head buried in my pillows, my ass in the air and my pussy rubbing against his hot wet mouth.  My legs started to shake as more of my juices ran into his mouth.  As the wave passed and my body started to relax, he let me lower my ass down to the bed, still giving my pussy soft licks and kisses.  Rising, he stood at the end of the bed and undressed.  His body was slender and firm, his cock hard and long, reddish from the blood that was pumping furiously through it.  He crawled onto the bed between my legs and hovered over me as he grabbed one of the pillows from beside my head.
"Lift your ass, baby," he said softly.  He slid the pillow under my ass and staying upright on his knees with his legs spread, he guided his throbbing cock into my wet, hot pussy.  His hands were on my hips and I swiveled them as I met his stroke. He felt so good moving in and out of me... our position aiding his ability to caress my g-spot.  I started to moan as yet another orgasm started to take hold and I had to grab a pillow to stifle my cries as his thumb found my clit and rubbed circularly doubling my orgasm.
My toes stood on his calves, my thighs over his as I once again arched my back, raising my ass higher and pushing my pussy hard into him while my shoulders pressed back into the soft bed.  He thrust 3 more times into me before his hands clamped down hard on my hips and he held me against him as he released his load inside of me.  My legs started trembling and my pussy clenched and unclenched around his cock as my body started to go into shock.  As I continued to shudder and tremble, he lowered me gently, staying inside of me as he pulled the pillow away from my face.
He lowered down over me and kissed me gently on the mouth.  I could smell and taste myself on him and I licked his lips with the tip of my tongue as he kissed me.  He kissed my cheek lightly and once again whispered in my ear, "I have to go baby...can I use your shower quickly?"
I smiled through sleepy eyes and nodded.  He got up and pulled the covers back on the bed, helping me get underneath.  I discarded my ripped panties and bra and let him cover me with the blankets before he walked to the bathroom.
I couldn't remember the last time I felt this good, this relaxed.  I sank further into the bed.  I was sound asleep before he finished his shower and left my room.