Where it happened: Her House
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
I was working in a fast food restaurant. I was the only male employee, so I had my choice of girls from 16 on up. One of my coworkers was a woman who always looked depressed and shuffled around looking at the floor all the time. I struck up a conversation with her and tried to get her to come out of her shell. I soon found out that she was seperated from her husband. She was so meek and sensitive. I felt so bad about her situation. She was pretty, but she felt so useless inside that her outer appearance suffered. She began to walk with a stoop and stopped trying to take care of herself.
One night, on a whim, I stopped by her house to see how she was doing. We talked, and as I looked in her eyes, I could see that she was getting more and more depressed. I decided to try to cheer her up a bit. I started to stroke her hair and I held her hand and told her she was pretty. She didn’t believe me!
I asked her if she had a full-length mirror. She did and we went to her bedroom and stood in front of it. As she stood looking into the mirror, I rubbed her shoulders and described all the beautiful parts of her body. I talked about the waves in her hair, her eyes, her figure. Then I got a little more bold. I ran my hands up her thighs to her waist and rubbed across her hips. I told her that she was sexy. I could tell she was nervous. I asked her if any may had ever treated her like this. She murmered a weak “no”. I moved my hands up to her blouse and began unbuttoning. She moved as if to stop me, but her hands dropped to her side. She closed her eyes and I knew she had decided to give in. She closed her eyes and waited for more.
I proceeded to remove her blouse and her bra. I rubbed her breasts and stroked each nipple. Her breasts were firm and I squeezed them and told her how soft they were. I unbuttoned her jeans and slid them to her feet. She seemed in a trance when I rubbed her mons through her white cotton panties. I slid my hand dow the front of those panties and then put my other hand at the small of her back. I pressed my finger against her clitoris and rubbed from side to side. Her knees were getting weak, as were mine, so I led her to her bed. She smiled and looked at me through drooping lids as I moved over her body. We were both trembling now, so I lay down between her legs and started to kiss her above her clitoris, slowly moving down until I had it between my lips and tounge. She moaned with pleasure and then pain as I nibbled at her lips and slid my tounge into her vagina. She tasted like roased honey and I told her she was good enough to eat. She smiled and let out a little laugh. As she started to reply, the first wave of the first of her many orgasms that night washed over her and she thrashed around on the bed until it subsided. I then stood at the end of her bed and undressed for her while she watched. When I pulled off my now soaked briefs, she actually growled. I climbed back on top of her and slid my throbbing penis deep into her already well-lubricated vagina. She cried as I moved deeper into her.
To Be Continued…
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