Where it happened: After Dinner
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
They’d decided to go out. Someplace nice. It wasn’t any special occasion, it was just that they’d not done so in a very long time, and wanted an excuse to get dressed up. He’d put on a nice pair of slacks, and a new Nautica polo she’d gotten him but had yet to wear. When she came out after getting dressed he jaw almost hit the floor. She was so beautiful it almost ached. She wore a short, black skirt, heels, and a low-cut lacy top. The skirt showed off her long, beautiful legs, and the swell of her full breasts showed in the deep plunge of the top, the wide scoop showing her smooth, creamy breasts almost scandalously. He whistled out loud. “Wow! Did I say wow? I meant WOW you look…well…WOW” he laughed appreciatively. She did a quick spin for him to show off and laughed back. “I thought you’d like the outfit” she replied, smiling widely. “It’s specially for dirty old men, and you’re the dirtiest old man I know”. “I don’t think any male on the planet would react any differently to how you look” he replied with a grin.
He stepped up to her and grabbed her in his arms and kissed her on her very full, soft lips.
“mmmmm….got five minutes” he asked, breaking off from kissing her. She pushed him away and laughed back “You are so bad. And you messed up my lipstick”. She pulled a tube out of her handbag, and pursing her lips began to apply her lipstick again. “You know how much it turns me on to see you putting on your lipstick”. She just smiled and finished.
He pulled the car up to the entry of the restaurant. A valet quickly came to her door and opened it for her. She swung her long legs out to exit, and stood waiting for him. He got out of his own door, walked up next to her and took her hand in his. “Shall we?” They walked into the foyer and gave their names for the reservation. “This way” the hostess told them, and led them into the restaurant.
They laughed and talked about a thousand things over a bottle of wine. It seemed every few minutes the waiter was at the table again, asking “Would Madam care to have her glass filled again?”. She’d hold her glass up and he’d linger over pouring just the right amount. Then he’d wait until she’d raised her glass to her lips again to taste it..again…apparently not satisfied until the wine was proven yet again to be satisfactory.
“My he’s very attentive, what a great waiter” she said. He smiled back at her. “Maybe..but I think he’s spending an inordinate amount of time hovering and looking down your top. Not that I blame him..what man could resist that view”. She smiled broadly again and raised her glass at him in a mock toast.
When dinner arrived, the very attentive waiter was hovering again. As the food runner moved each plate onto the table, the very attentive waiter had to re-place each of her dishes just so. She leaned forward to fuss over each dish as he presented it, causing him to stutter and recover more than once, as he got what had to be a terrific look down what had to be one of the worlds great cleavages. “You are soooo bad” he laughed at her when the waiter finally left. “I thought he was going to get whiplash trying to twist his neck around to get a better look every time you weren’t looking at him”.” She raised her full wine glass to her lips and smiled as she sipped. They laughed throughout the meal, and niether of them could remember having a better dinner out in ages. He certainly couldn’t remember her looking more radiantly sexy than she was tonight. Every time he looked at her lips he remembered how soft they were to kiss. He also grew suddenly hard when he remembered how they felt elsewhere, when she used her luscious mouth in ways no other woman ever had on him before. “What are you thinking about?” she asked him. He jolted back to the here-and-now, “Um…why?” he said. “You had a very strange look on your face.”. He smiled wickedly at her..”Bad thoughts…very bad thoughts about you” he said.
“Are you ever NOT thinking bad thoughts?” she laughed and sipped more of her wine. He smiled back at her, thinking of her satiny lips sliding back and forth along the length of his penis.
A short while later, as she reached across her setting, she brushed something off the table. “I dropped my fork and I can’t see it. Could you get it for me?”. She asked him. “Would you like a clean one? I’m sure our waiter would be more than pleased if I waved him back over here” he laughed. “No..that’s okay, if you could just grab mine down there.”
He leaned down a bit to peer under the table. “I don’t see it. Where did it go?” he asked.
”A bit more over this way I think” came her answer. He scooched his chair back and ducked his head under the table cloth to see better. “Over here” he heard her say “more like up here on my chair”. He looked up across at her chair under the table. Her legs parted, and he could see up her short skirt. Her smooth thighs were bare, and as he looked closer, he could see her shaven pussy staring back at him. Her full outer lips were flushed and swollen as she parted her legs even more. “See it yet?” she asked innocently above the table. “I think I’d like look a bit more if you don’t mind” he answered. “Well let me know if there’s anything worth seeing”. He saw her hand come down under the table cloth and she slowly stroked her seam with her delicate fingers. He stared, rapt at the sensual sight. Her hand moved up suddenly and just as suddenly her legs closed. He looked over to the side and saw a pair of shiny mens shoes next to the table. “Is there something wrong?” the waiters voice asked. He sat back up and slid his chair back to the table. He held up a fork. “Got it” he said brightly, brandishing the fork as though it were some newly found treasure. “No..that will never do for Madam” he pronounced, and as he lay another, cleaner, fork on the table he took another sidelong glance down her top.
They laughed the rest of the meal.
On the drive home, he could barely control himself or the car, thinking about her sitting next to him, wearing the short skirt and no panties. “You make me mental you know” he said to her. “In a very good, horny way, but mental” he laughed. “Mmmmm..I thought you’d like that” she said back to him. As they pulled up to a stoplight she shifted around in her seat, facing toward him. She reached down and pulled her skirt back and exposed herself to him again. She parted her legs and reached down her hand and spread her lips open with her fingers. “Is this what turned you on so much? Me with no panties, shaved so smooth for you?”. He gazed at her and reached over a hand and touched her. She closed her eyes as he began to stroke her cleft with his fingertips. She groaned softly and raised her hands to cup her breasts as he touched her. Suddenly the inside of the car was bathed in green light. He stroked her smooth, silky pussy slowly up and down as she squeezed her own breasts. There was a sharp sound of a horn behind them. “Shit” he said. Taking his hand away from her, he turned back, put the car in gear and began to drive. The car that had been behind them roared past when the road widened just beyond the light. When he looked back over at her she was smiling and applying her lipstick.
When they walked in the front door he grabbed her and began to kiss her softly, just barely touching her soft, full lips with his own. She kissed him back just as softly, but urgently, hungrily. He reached up his hands between them and gently began to cup her firm breasts. She was braless beneath her low-cut top, no bra could have remained unseen while she wore it, and he could feel her nipples harden in his hands. He slowly ran his thumbs across her stiff tips as he caressed her. She broke off her kiss and put her hands over his as he caressed her. “Oh my God that feels good” she murmured. Then she took his hand in hers and pulled him after her into the room. She backed him up to one of the chairs in the rom and pushed him down into it. “Sit here” she said to him. She then backed up to another chair, across from his and sat down in it, facing him. She then leaned back in the chair, and while looking into his eyes she reached down and pulled her skirt up, baring her cleft. He started to get up. “No…stay there” she said, and reached down and started to touch herself. “Take your cock out. I want to see it” she said quietly, running her fingertips though her very evidently wet crease. He slid down in his chair a bit and unzipped his trousers, then unbuckled his belt. “Take you pants off.”He slid his trousers down to his ankle and lifted his feet out of them. Then he raised off the seat and pulled his boxers down by the waistband. His stiff cock popped to attention as the waistband hung up for a moment, then released. His penis was hard, and stood out in its stiffness, the head swollen and dark. He sat back in the chair again and couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She leaned back and reached her other hand down. She spread her flushed
Labia apart with the fingers of one hand as she danced the other over her slick seam. She moaned softly “touch yourself, stroke it..stroke your cock for me.” He lowered his hand, and took his cock in his hand. It felt like a length of warm steel to his touch, hard as metal yet soft and smooth. He began to move his hand back and forth along the length, slowly stroking himself for her. She stared at the sight. It turned her on beyond belief to see him with his cock in his hand, masturbating himself for her. She began to slide one of her fingers within her entrance, gently opening herself, the slipperiness of her fluids easing the passage of her finger within her tight channel. He sat back, cock in his hand, and stroked himself, watching her, almost hypnotized at the sight of her pleasuring herself. Her bare-shaven pussy shone, slick with her own lubrication as she spread her lips and began to rhythmically move her finger in and out of herself. He ran his hand to the end of his length and took the purpling head of his penis in his fingers and began to circle it, his thumb flicking over the dark helmet with each short stroke. She stared right back at him, unable to take her eyes off of the scene before her. He cock seemed longer than it ever had before, and the head seemed to get darker and darker as he circled his thumb and forefinger and slowly pumped himself. She took the finger that had been inside of herself and raised it up to the hem of the scooped top and pulled it down and aside, exposing one perfect breast and nipple to his view.She began to stroke her own breast, lifting it and cupping and slowly, squeezing her firm globe with her full hand, causing her rose-colored nipple to squeeze out between her fingers, swollen and stiff. He groaned as he sat and watched her, the movements of his hand on his hard cock starting to speed up. She danced her lower hand through her seam, and with the other began to tug and pull on her taut nipple. She moaned softly. He was more aroused that he’d ever been in his life. This was the sexiest thing that he’d ever been a part of. She pulled the top aside further and her her other equally perfect breast came into view. She raised her fingers to her mouth and sucked them in for a moment, then lowered them back down and applied the wet saliva to her nipples, making them shiny and slippery as she circled them with her fingers. She parted her legs even wider, and her bare, slick pussy shone as though it had a light of its own. He stood, cock still in his hand, and slowly moved towards her. She stared at him as he neared, watching him slide his hand back and forth along his shaft.
As he moved up next to her, she could see his cock even clearer, swollen and dark, the head almost purple, and engorged. She started to pull her nipples out tight with her hands, distending them out in her fingers as she watched him. He stopped stroking himself, and knelt before her and bent his face to her shaven mound. He looked up at her face and saw her looking right back into his eyes. He bent down again and extended his tongue and delicately touched it to her seam. She shivered with pleasure at the sensation of his tongue on her cleft. It was like an electric jolt that pulsed through her whole body, starting at her pussy. She pulled her nipples out even further and stared down at him licking her.
He began to rhythmically run his tongue-tip up and down, parting her swollen labia and feeling her stiff clitoris with every pass. She tasted sweet and light, and her scent drove him to even further arousal. He pursed his lips and buried down within her seam and began to suckle lightly on her clit, running his tongue across it in rythym with her thrusting hips. She groaned out loud and writhed as he slid first one, then two fingers within her tight channel as he gently sucked her stiff nub. She lifted her exquisite bum up off the seat, trying to push herself harder onto his mouth, and he reached up a hand and grasped her firm behind, kneading the muscles in time with his mouth.She began to pant faster, the feelings of his mouth on her, suckling, and his fingers sliding in and out of her was almost too much to bear, She knew she’d come soon, she could feel it. She grasped her nipples hard and started to groan, and as she did, he took the hand that was grasping her bum, and slid one slim finger into her rear entry, slick and lubed from her fluids flowing down freely from her pussy. She was being almost over-loaded with sensations. Her nipples were almost on fire, her pussy was throbbing, and when he pushed his finger into her rear, it pushed her over the edge. She came harder than she could ever remember. Her pussy pulsed and throbbed and rippled, clenching his fingers deep within her, sliding in and out. He could feel her cum. Her whole body clenched and spasmed, her pussy clamped down on his fingers, and she pushed herself harder into his lips as he suckled her clitoris. He moved his finger slowly deeper into her rear as she squealed and came again and again. He straightened up, taking his mouth off of her cleft, and pulling his fingers from her. He took his steely-hard shaft in his hand and placed the head at her entrance. She opened her eyes and looked at him kneeling between her spread legs. She felt the head of his penis slip between her pussy lips, and slide up and down through her seam. He was staring straight into her eyes as he pushed into her, splitting her pussy with his thick shaft.
She was overcome with the sensation of fullness as he slid deeper and deeper into her. When he was hilted fully within her he stopped, his cock filling her totally, and pressing deeply within her channel. She ground back into him, forcing her pussy even harder against the thickness that filled her. He pulled back and pushed again, fully into her in one swift thrust again. Then again. Then again. Her whole body shook each time his penis slammed into her. She grabbed him and held him tight against her, stopping him in place.
“I just want to feel you in me” she whispered huskily. He leaned down and took one of her nipple in his mouth and sucked it hard. She shuddered and held his face against her breasts. “Go sit down…go..go back and sit down” she spoke. He straightened up and looked back at her with a puzzled look, his cock still lodged deeply within her, he could still feel her pulsing softly. “Go sit down” she repeated. He slowly pulled back, sliding his shaft out of her heated, clenching pussy. When he pulled all the way back, the head of his penis sliding out of her, the entry to her pussy stayed slightly open, pulsing as though it were alive and hungry. She lay back in the chair, still squeezing her breasts, legs spread and her pussy shining with slick fluids. “Go….sit….down…” she repeated. He stood up, and put his hand back on his sensitive cock, still slippery from being inside of her, and slowly stroked as he backed up. He sat down in the chair, still slowly sliding his hand back and forth. She stayed in her chair for a few moments, looking straight back into his eyes, one hand still slowly circling one of her nipples, the other languidly sliding up and down in her open seam, fingers dipping inside of her entry up to her knuckles. She took the hand out of her pussy and raised it to her lips and sucked her fingers into her mouth and slowly slid them in and out, her full lips pursing around them as she suckled them, still stroking her own nipples at the same time. He lay back and enjoyed the erotic scene before him, his achingly beautiful partner lost in sexual pleasure. She sat slowly forward, and then stood. She slowly walked toward him, and when she reached his chair she knelt between his legs. He continued to stroke his even harder shaft, her face mere inches from it now. She reached down for a moment, and when her hand came up she had a small metallic tube in it. A lipstick tube. She leaned down for a moment and softly kissed the head of his penis as he stroked. He shook with pleasure. She leaned back and raised the tube and twisted until the rosy lipstick appeared. She then pouted her full, satiny lips,a nd began to apply her lipstick, her mouth mere inches away from his cock as he stroked. He was so turned on that he almost came right then, just watching her apply her lipstick as he pulled his hand back and forth along his length. She leaned down for a second and just barely brushed her freshly painted lips over the head of his penis. He stopped stroking and shivered at the sensation and sight. He had told her for years how much it turned him on to see her apply her lipstick, and to see her doing it now, with her lips brushing over his cock, it was almost uncontrollable. She leaned back and applied the lipstick again. He started stroking slowly, he wanted to savor this erotic highpoint, to make each moment last. She leaned down again and took him into her mouth, her soft lips enveloping the head of his penis completely. He dropped his hand away from his shaft and watched as she suckled on the helmet-shaped head. He could feel her tongue washing over the tip, sensations shooting through him like bolts of lightening. She reached up her hand and grasped him in her fingers. She began to slowly stroke him as she sucked the tip of his penis. Her freshly lipsticked lips were like soft rose petals gliding over him. She looked up at him for a moment, into his eyes, never taking her mouth off of him. She could see how aroused he was, he breath panting and ragged, his face rapt, watching her. She leaned back again and applied her lipstick again. Then she leaned down and took his shaft in her hand, and rubbed his cock across her face, the head brushing across her lips and cheeks. She softly began to kiss the shaft of his penis, up and down her lips danced, kissing the smooth, hard length, and down to the base. She lifted his sac and kissed underneath, and kissed his balls softly. His whole body almost locked up at the intense feelings. Then she leaned back and applied another coat of lipstick. She was making him mad with want and she knew it. When she was finished this time she took him inher hand again and leaned her torso forward. She began to brush his penis across her breasts and nipples. He looked down at her, and she looked back up at him and licked her full lips slowly. She rubbed his cock over her swollen nipples, the sensitive skin of his penis could feel the texture of her breasts, so soft and smooth, and of her nipples, hard and stiff.
Then still looking into his eyes she bent down and took him in her mouth fully. She opened her lips into a small “O” shape, and slid to the base of his cock. He groaned out loud. She cupped his balls in her hand gently and began to bob up and down the length of his whole cock. She began to suck hard as she moved, and her hand started to move with her mouth, up and down, up and down, slowly from tip to base. As she did her tongue swirled inside her mouth, laving his shaft with pure pleasure. He began to thrust his hips with her, pushing his cock up as her rose-colored lips slid down. Her pace began to quicken. She bobbed up and down faster and faster, her hand grasping his penis tightly as she sucked, staring straight back into his eyes as she did. He gazed right back into hers as he began to buck. “I’m going to cum” he groaned. She kept looking back at him, still sucking. She leaned back, taking him out of her mouth, and pressed his cock against her soft breast, still stroking him with her hand. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She began to move her hand quickly, faster and faster, and then he came.He felt like the entire universe erupted through his penis. His cock pulsed and throbbed and pumped out thick spurts of cum across her breasts and nipples, coating them in a shiny glaze of his fluid. Her eyes stayed on his as she slowly kept pumping him. She could feel every pulse, every throb, and his cock almost felt like it had a life of its own in her hand, and could not be tamed. As she slowly pumped with one hand, she raised her other, and slowly applied another coat of lipstick. He groaned as he watched her purse her full lips into a pout and run the rosy lipstick over them again as she slowly pumped his cock on her soft breast.
She leaned down again and slowly ran her mouth down the full length of his slick cock. She stayed all the way at the base and washed his shaft with her tongue as she looked up at him. The feeling was indescribable. Then she slid up and took him out of her mouth and brushed his wet cock over her cheeks and lips again, her eyes closed. He looked down at this exquisitely sexy woman and tried to breathe again. His cock still stood to attention in her hand, amazingly not going soft. He was still so turned on that even he couldn’t believe it. “Come up here” he said to her. She opened her eyes and looked up and him as she knelt, still holding his hard cock. “I need to be in you” he said. She stood up and pulling her skirt aside, she straddled his legs and slowly sank down on his lap. When she could feel the head of his cock at her lips, she positioned the tip right at her still-slick entrance and started to sink down on him ever so slowly. She could feel his hardness inside of her as she sank, filling her again, making her pussy come alive again. She sank all the way down, now sitting fully in his lap. She leaned her face down to his and kissed him. He began to move his hips up into her, as she began to slowly move hers into him. He could feel himself fully up inside of her, a volcano heat surrounding him, gripping him tightly like a liquid fist. They kissed as they moved, and they made love long into the night.
The next morning they awoke in each others arms, naked. He leaned over to kiss her good morning, and she softly kissed him back. Later, after they showered, he moved up behind her and took her in his arms as she did her makeup in the mirror. As she began to apply her lipstick, she looked at him in the mirror, hers eyes meeting his. She smiled.
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