place was more luxurious, and larger.
She watched him undress, the crazy swift heat of her need suffusing her whole body, wetting her swollen pussy again. It had never been so tender and puffy! Not one of her dates had stimulated her this much. She was in a trance of erotic craving. 'Sexy outfit,' he grinned, finally naked. He was as trim and hard as a man half his age. His nuts were huge, nestled in 'grey hair that matched the iron-gray on his head. He was the first uncircum-cised man she'd ever seen.
How many times had she gone to parties with a guy, dancing, drinking, dirty stories, hoping for some kind of real passion, and at the end of the evening the sneaky little fondling in her place or his, the dark bed, the too-swift pneumatic follow-up. A few moments of pumping and it was all over.
She could remember only two who had ever tried for 'seconds,' and she had climaxed then- but just barely. And such small cocks! Few of her boyfriends ever called back. There had to be something wrong with her responses. She obviously was not a very good 'lay,' or maybe she had B.O.
She had trouble 'talking about nothing,' too-party conversation. She was not aggressive, or so she thought. She was not much of a giggler. At work she dressed conservatively, and in some parts of the office she was called 'hands-off Linda.' The cute little dumb-acting chicks were the most popular.
And because she had a high-paying position and was trusted with certain company secrets, the other girls were cool to her, some even snotty. That she was smarter and better-looking did not help, either. Some inferred she was 'mannish.' Screw 'em.
She took off her sandals and crawled on the bed, pushing the covers back, stretching and showing off. The nightie hem slid up past her crotch, she opened her long legs and pushed her tits up snugly into the cupping lace.
'You don't talk much,' he smiled, sliding down at her right. 'I like that.' 'Good,' she said, her voice trembly. The touch 63 of his shoulder, the feel of his hand resting lightly on her belly, then the head of his huge cock burning against her hip, sent furious shivers along her body. He was so completely in charge, so cool, almost 'professional.'
Don't think about all the women he's fucked for money! she thought. Maybe he 'II send me a bill!
His mouth touched her already puffy lips, his hand played around on her belly. She opened wide and felt his tongue dive slowly, voluptuously, the coital mouth stimulator. His tongue drew back, she stroked her probe, shivering with joy. God, it. was wonderful!
Now his clever hand bypassed her cunt and fondled the nyloned inner reaches of her thighs, pressing and squeezing, moving with tantalizing slowness toward her eager pussy. Their tongues chased back and forth, and at last he touched her cunt. A full palm press, like the one on the sofa, but against her bare flesh it was infinitely sweeter. Her left hand moved to his cock, and she shuddered as her fingers slipped up and down it, across the wet-slick knob, half concealed yet by his foreskin. It tensed in her gentle grip and his mouth lifted. He nibbled at her underlip, and very gently a finger slid into her cunt. Beautiful! 'OhhhhP'she gasped, hunching up. 'Nice tight pussy,' he murmured.
No one had ever told her that, or anything else about her vagina-and knowing that men did like a snug 'fit,' she felt deliciously fortunate. He explored carefully her urethra, which she often excited during masturbation, and in deep. He touched a spot at the end of her vagina that was so sensitive she gasped. It was the mouth of her womb!
His finger-end teased it, and suddenly his thumb pressed into her clitoris. She trembled, he caressed it in a way that told her he liked her girlie-prick. Again, she had no idea how she compared with other females. The diagrams she had examined in sex books showed a tiny 'knob' about the size of a pea, which was super- sensitive.
Hers, when she was excited, enlarged much more, and the concealed 'stem' below it expanded, too. At orgasm her clit stuck out half an inch past the surrounding flesh.
'Beautiful,' he murmured, now nibbling at her right ear lobe. Mmmmmmm. No one had ever done that for her, either.
'OhhhhP'she breathed, as he gently circled her clit with the wet finger so recently inside her cunt. 'Ohhhh, Matt!'
His cock tensed again. He slid his finger back inside her vagina, pressed his thumb just below the tip of her clit and squeezed the mouth of her urethra. His hand wiggled. Honey-dipped thrills tumbled through her loins, her legs shook, her breasts lifted, her nipples stiffened as if he were sucking them once more, and she rose tumultuously toward her peak of desire. Almost… almost… and now!
'Come!' he urged against her mouth. 'Come offfffl'
She squealed! Pang after heavenly pang of delight shot from her clitoris, her hips bucked and she writhed and jerked on the bed like a snake at mating time. Ohhhh, it was like the first one with him, but a hundred times better! She had never climaxed so furiously!
Now he clasped her whole cunt with his palm, letting her hunch and thrust for the dreamy after-pangs, so rich and delightful she cried out again. She had lost the hold on his cock in a frenzy of responses, but she found it again, panting and softening into a cozy haze of pure satisfaction. 'Very good,' he murmured into her hair.
'Ohhhhh,' she breathed gratefully. 'Wonderful!'
Two terrific orgasms and he hadn't brought his cock even near her pussy! But now she had to watch herself. Her impulse was to seize him around the neck and tell him that she was wild about him, in love with him, even! How ridiculous.
But such emotion-packed moments stunned her. She could hardly think. What probably lots of girls had known in their teens, she was having at the age of twenty-six, and it was a tough thing to handle. She hid her face against his shoulder. She simply had to collect her wits and treat this as just another date. Because that was all it could be. She was a bachelor girl out for some bedroom fun, and she had opened a door she had never thought existed. How often she'd read about young women becoming so emotional about a guy they'd do anything for him. And how she had 66 laughed. No man would ever have such a grip on her. Wrong!
I would pay him! she thought wildly. He's turned me dear around. He's opened up whole new zones of pleasure. When he gets that big cock in me, I'll go ape, I'll lose my mind! He can have this any time he wants it!
Matt had been in situations like this many times. He knew he had fired her cannon better and harder than anyone ever had, including Linda. He called it 'awakening a cunt to her erotic potential.' In the Orient and in many other parts of the world, girls learned to climax well at a very early age; they grew up with it, enjoying sex was a heritage.
'Good stuff, huh?' he said lightly, resting back and relaxing.
'Fantastic!' she exclaimed, still holding his cock. 'I know this probably sounds dumb, but what about you?'
'I wait till the girl has her enjoyment,' he grinned. 'All she can handle.'
'How do you do it?' she murmured. 'I mean-'
'Not to worry,' he smiled. 'Making you come is most of my pleasure.' He patted her leaky, swollen pussy. 'God!' she giggled. 'How I love it!' 'I've barely started,' he grinned.
CHAPTER SIX
He was on his knees between her legs now, caressing her opened thighs. Her breasts were bare, rising up sharply from the decorated top of her nightie. He had slipped a thick pillow beneath her ass, another ploy no one else had used, and her cunt was so swollen the inner labia were actually protruding from between her outer cunt lips.
The magic was still here, enveloping her, causing everything to take on a vividness that was also new for her. She wanted his prick so urgently that she wanted to shout, Stop fooling around and FUCK me! But it was his show, and she certainly didn't want it to end too soon.
'Play with your nice sexy tits, huh?' he murmured, sliding his hands beneath her ass. She'd read about things like this, but no one had ever asked her to! If it pleased him, why not? He 68 was giving her so very much,
