She laughed. 'You've been nice about it, treating me like I was a date. I like that.'
He glanced around the room, not sure what to say but knowing he wanted to undress her and feel her hot flesh on his, feel his cock sliding up into that ruby red pussy he'd glimpsed when she danced on the stage.
She walked slowly toward him, still smiling. 'Hey, don't look scared-I know why we're here.'
'I don't know what the hell is the matter with me,' he said. 'This divorce-'
'Yeah, well forget it now.' She was close and he could smell her perfume. It filled his head and made him slightly dizzy. His heart was pounding like a jackhammer and his loins ached again.
She touched his arm, caressing it slightly, looking up at him, her lips parted and a pink tongue flickering behind white, even teeth. 'I like you, Jeff.'
He pulled her into his arms and to him, covering her lips with his own. Hot and hungry, he worked at her mouth and it opened willingly, letting his tongue in to meet the hot passion of her own. She was pressing hard against him now, hot and sensuous, her big tits twin mounds of passion at his chest. Her hands were scrambling to unbutton his coat and pull it back. Then they were under his shirt, searing his naked flesh, arousing him to white heat. Every few seconds her fingers would slide under the waistband of his slacks and tease his ass. She was driving him crazy.
'God.' He pulled from her and stared, shaking with need. She smiled and began to unfasten his slacks and belt. She never took her eyes off him as she dropped his pants and pulled down his shorts. His cock was at half- mast already, readying itself for her, wanting her, needing her. She flicked a glance at it, smiled at him, then sank to her knees in front of him.
He watched her. She was staring at Ms penis, studying it as though it were inspection time. Then she reached for it, closing her cool hand around the semiturgid organ, lifting it and peering at the still drawn foreskin covering the head. She licked her lips and leaned to it.
Jeez… His whole body quivered as she kissed the cockhead, gently and softly at first, with warm dry lips. Then her tongue flicked at the puckered foreskin, licking up the tiny drop of moisture she found there. She moaned softly as though she'd discovered heaven. Then she opened her mouth and took the very tip of the cock in her mouth.
Jeff shivered, wanting to shove his tool at her face and force it deep into her throat. Building passion was filling him now, straining at his loins and heating his whole body. He wanted her, and he wanted to come!
She began to let his prick sink deeper into her mouth, accepting the stiffening column of flesh as though it were the best treat she'd had in a long time. She was working at it faster and harder now, forcing the foreskin to open and pull back to allow his cockhead to pop out. She ringed the head with her tongue, licking and lapping at it, pulling back with tight lips so she seemed to be trying to pull it off. He was going out of his mind now.
'Jeezzz.'
'Mmmmm.' She.cupped his balls with one hand, lifting their heavy weight and fondling the twin love bags. Her fingers were hot now, searing his flesh and adding to his own heat. Her other hand was around his ass, cupping, squeezing, feeling for his asshole, then finding it and teasing it. His buttocks tightened and trapped her there. All the time, she never lost a beat on his now swollen dick. Her head was bobbing back and forth like a bell clapper, her saliva was dribbling at the corners of her mouth. Christ, she was going to make him come!
Dawn knew he was going to come, and she wanted him to. He was really one uptight guy. Christ, she couldn't remember the last tune she'd been with a man who hadn't ripped her clothes off and practically raped her on the floor as soon as a door was closed behind them. He hadn't tried to pay her either-she liked that. Christ, some of the creeps came in flashing fifty dollar bills under her nose like they were buying some prostitute. She hated them and could no more suck them the way she was doing now than she could fly to the moon.
Jeff was different. Maybe all his hangups about, the divorce did it. Whatever, she had him rock hard now and she could feel the tremors along the length of his prick that were the warning signals of his impending come. Any tune, baby, anytime…
Jeff groaned and sucked air through his mouth. His body was on fire, his belly a raging inferno filled with hot lava ready to pour out.
'Yeah, baby, take it, ohhh Christ, take it. Now. Take itnow!' He grabbed her head, clutching his fingers into her hair and working with her, pulling her to his body so his cock slammed all the way into her waiting mouth. He felt the first tiny warning spurt, and the girl whimpered and gobbled it down greedily. Her fingers were digging into his ass now, pulling him forward in her own haste and need. Her hot mouth was devouring him; he could feel her wet lips press against his balls and against the damp thatch of pubic hair above his cock. He could feel her warm breath damp on his flesh. Then he exploded into complete orgasm, shooting off a load of come that she drank down with huge, noisy gulps. It kept coming, pouring out of him like a dam had broken and she was his only salvation. She took everything he had to give her and kept sucking for more.
Sweat filmed Jeff's body and he let himself sink in the glory of the moment. His cock was still hard, still trying to drain any hidden drops of love juice into her eager mouth, on her hot tongue. Then she was lapping him all over, cleaning him like a cat cleaning a kitten. Her tongue was smooth and loving, touching him on every inch of flesh. He was so weak he could hardly stand up any longer.
Dawn felt the sudden rush of his joy juice and timed her thrusts with her breathing so she could gulp his stuff down without missing a beat. He shot the heavy, hot load, spurting the thick, tangy slime into her throat. She gulped it down, enjoying the taste and the feel of its, thickness. She could barely hear him whimpering over the sound of her own pounding heart. God, nothing turned her on like sucking off a hard dick! She could feel the heat between her legs, feel her cunt juice dampening her lace panties, feel the tingling pressure of the lace on her clitoris as she strained her body. Lord, she was hot for him now.
His cock was delightfully hard, even after he finished coming. That was good. He'd come back fast, be ready for plenty more. She liked that in a man. Once she had the joy of fellatio and got herself turned on, she liked a lot of loving.
She flicked her tongue over his cock, licking up the last delicious remnants of his come. She labored over the ridge of the cockhead where the stuff clung in tiny crevices, making sure she got it all. She caressed the silky head with her lips, pressing against it and making little nibbling motions with her mouth. She heard him let his breath out in a.long sigh.
When she finally backed him off and got to her feet, he was grinning, helping her up and then stepping out of the slacks and shorts bunched around his feet. He kicked off his shoes and began unbuttoning his shirt.
She stripped the knit dress over her head and took off her shoes. His eyes went from her tits to the shadow at her crotch. She'd let him take off the bra and panties, she knew he'd like that. What was there about a woman's tits spilling out of a bra that excited men so quickly?
Jeff saw the dark circles of her nipples under the filmy cloth. God, she had big ones. Thinking about them naked and bouncing while she danced made his mouth water. He went to her as soon as he skimmed the shirt off his arms and tossed it aside. His cock was still rigid, thrusting forward and only slightly limp after the working over she'd given it;:o;he fullness of his orgasm. He was already building a new head of steam, and it would be good in her, he knew.
He grinned and fumbled for the bra hooks behind her. She pulled her shoulders back to ease the strain on the straps, then breathed deeply when he freed her breasts. The huge tits bounced out of captivity, swaying across her ribs like twin pendulums on lily white flesh. The nipples were taut, beginning to jut from their silver dollar-sized rosy patches.
He put his hands to her hips and began to roll down the black lace bikini panties. He was staring at her tits, licking his lips and wanting to taste them, but knowing that he wanted her totally naked first. He wanted her ready for him, ready to be fucked when he got hard and driving again.
The panties fell around her ankles and she kicked them off, stepping out with one foot, then the other. She was smiling, breathing through parted lips that glittered wetly. She wanted him too. The thought made him hotter than he already was.
They came together in naked embrace, hot flesh on hot flesh, his cock stabbing into her cunt hair and sliding between her legs. She was tall, and she fit him perfectly, her crotch riding on his cock with just enough downward pressure to keep them both agitated. She clamped her legs tight against his erotic flesh and moved her body very slowly, encouraging him. Her tits were hot and heavy between them. He worked one hand over one of the flesh hills, grabbing at the turgid nipple and rolling it between his fingers. It grew harder at his touch.
She was panting now, preening her flesh on him, demanding without words. Her green eyes were coals of
