Her name is Candy. She is a beautiful woman who I met years ago while frequenting my favorite restaurant. She is the manager there and, when there is a break in the flow of business, she will often sit with me and talk and occasionally even join me as we down a meal together.
Now Candy is a married woman and, by all accounts, seems to be pretty happy. His name is Steve and we have spoken on several occasions. He seems like a nice enough guy.
I, on the other hand, am a 38 year old divorced man. It ended long ago in a very nasty sequence of events. It is sometimes a bit lonely, being wifeless and without any kids, but I surround myself with activity, good friends, extended family and I date women often, sometimes several times a week. I’ll probably not marry again if even if I find the right woman.
I must say I have enjoyed my relationship with Candy over the years. She’s 35 years of age and is quite a wonderful woman. Steve definitely got the better end of the deal. Every little thing about her drives me wild. She is quick witted and fun to talk with. She is a caring person but also shows quite a bit of strength. As for her looks, she is extremely gorgeous. She’s about five and a half feet tall, 125 pounds, auburn hair and green eyes. Her ass looks very tight and somewhat large - in a very good way - under her skirts. Her breasts, well her breasts are perhaps her most beautiful attribute. They are large and firm and bounce seductively as she walks. I could just sit and watch her jiggle around the restaurant forever! Her moves are extremely seductive. She is all woman, if you know what I mean.
Our casual relationship has grown over the years. We often enjoy bantering back and forth and at times there is a little sexual innuendo thrown back and forth across the booth. It is all in good fun. We seem to enjoy each others' company a lot. It is always free and easy with her and very, very comfortable. As I said before, she often takes her break and sits with me at my table. Though we are good friends I never expected what occurred last Friday at lunch as we ate together...
“So Mark, what are you up to this weekend?”
“Oh, not a hell of a lot. I have a ball game tomorrow afternoon and will probably go out on a date tomorrow night. Not much else. Why, what’s up?”
“Is your date already set up?”
“No, not yet. I’ll probably ask one of the girls who plays ball with me to go out. What are you thinking?”
“Well, I have a thought. Steve left this morning and will have to be out of town until Monday evening.” She looked around and, seeing that we had our privacy, continued. “Frankly, I don’t do too well all by myself. Do you think we could hang out together this weekend?
I liked what I was hearing but wasn’t sure exactly what
I was hearing.
“So what did you have in mind?”
Looking around again she said, “Why don’t you go home after work, pack a bag for the weekend and come by and spend some time with me?”
I imagined my face was one of shock but it was a rather easy decision to make. I was soon heading back to the office, wanting to finish my work so I could get my butt home and get packed. I took a shower, put on some cologne, hopefully dressed to please and was out the door. On the way I stopped and picked up a couple of bottles of some fine wine. I arrived at Candy’s at about 7:00. We decided to order in and just kick back and talk over our meal, just like we often do at her place of employment. She snatched a ‘home made’ fruit pie from the restaurant and we ate the delicious pie covered in whipped cream as we camped on every word the other was saying. It was nice to spend time with her, though I wondered if this was all she had in mind. What she communicated earlier was in no way explicit so there was a tension in me, not knowing where our evening was heading. I was hoping to get to eat another warm pie with a creamy topping!
As the engaging conversation continued, I poured us a couple of glasses of wine. She had some great background music playing, the kind of stuff I really liked. It was mainly easy listening rock mixed with some of today’s newer and more sexually overt hip hop songs. She looked delicious as always, there in her medium length skirt, clingy blouse and high heels. She was the type of woman who, when you looked at her, caused your mind to just say, Oh yeah, her body was made to be fucked and fucked hard!
Just as that nasty thought entered my mind, in a rather random moment, Candy stood up and began to dance. Her eyes were riveted on mine as her curvy form swayed to the beat of the seductive tune.
“What is that?” I said to myself. I couldn’t make out who it was but the words were very naughty, and quite steamy. Her hips were grinding in time to it and she looked like she was starting to get turned on. I was definitely getting turned on. When the next song began to play Candy began to close her eyes and touch her breasts through her blouse. The nipples were poking through the sheer fabric, making the most beautiful tents I’d ever witnessed. It seemed like this new song, even more than the previous one, had really excited her. I listened as I intently watched her and finally made it out. It was a song by Heart called All I Want Do (Is Make Love to You).
It is an older song but one that I’ve always found very hot. I almost always got a hard on when I heard it. I could see why it turned her on. As the song continues to build Candy got very animated and said, “This is my favorite song!” She walked over to the stereo system and turned it up even louder. She also hit the repeat button so that it would play continuously. Damn did her movements look hot!
As the song began again she started to do a sexy strip tease, unbuttoning her skirt and letting it drop to the floor. She kicked it up in the air, aimed directly at me but falling short. She continued to dance alone. The only thing that covered her body below her waist was a skimpy black thong and her heels. I did my best to keep from drooling. I wanted her so bad. She slowly began to unbutton her blouse, revealing a very sexy black bra that encased her enormous, firm tits. The more she danced and stripped the more my dick continued to grow uncomfortable in my jeans.
By the three-peat her blouse had been thrown to the floor, her bra was discarded and she was tweaking her stiff nipples while lightly touching her pussy through the silky fabric. The large wet spot spoke loud and clear that she wanted more than her finger inside those panties and I was listening to her body. I stood up and slowly began to strip naked, keeping my eyes focused unflinchingly on the beauty that danced before me. I sat back down on her sofa and emptied another glass of wine in one giant gulp. I know, I’m a real class act. I then topped off both of our glasses again.
As the song began to play yet again, she leaned down and took hold of my tool. Her hand was dwarfed by the length of my shaft and she seemed very pleased. With eyes gawking back at me she slowly licked its length and sucked the head of my drooling cock inside her mouth. Though I loved it, I had another thought. I patted the seat of the chair sitting next to the fireplace. As she sat down, still dancing away in the chair, I reached for and began to slowly pull her panties to the floor. Her pussy was beautiful, with light auburn hair curling up and around her soaking wet lips.
“I’m thirsty girl, would you mind if I take a sip?”
She formed a sensuous smile and spread her legs wide and began to quietly sing.
“All I wanna do is make love to you.” That was all she said before my tongue found her love button and gave it a wet lick. She stopped singing and just enjoyed having my mouth cover her swollen nub.
“Damn! You sure know how to please a woman...hmmmmmmm.”
I continued lapping at her juicy slit until I reached for my glass of wine. I raised the rim of it to her moaning lips as she drank down half of it and I drank the other. I set the glass down and hooked my hands in the fold beneath her knees and pulled her ass towards me until she was almost horizontal. As our eyes met I grabbed the can of whipped cream and shot it all over her pussy lips and worked it all around it and inside with my fingers. It was obvious she loved it as she squirmed under my touch. I bent over and slurped the cream up like a man dying of thirst in the middle of the desert. The urgency of my sucking soon gave Candy a mind blowing orgasm as she screamed at the top of her lungs that she was coming. She ground herself on my face for many minutes to come, making sure she received every last drop of pleasure to be had from her first come of the night.
“Don’t worry honey, there'll be plenty more of those before we’re finished tonight.”
“Damn that was good!”
“I’m glad you liked it hon, you tasted so good!” I moved over to the sofa and sat down. She crawled the few feet necessary to reach me and took my throbbing dick in her hand again. As she worked it up and down a couple of times the juices from inside slowly poured from my slit, covering my shaft and her hand. She began to lick the tip like an ice cream cone while humming on it.
“I could get used to this!” I thought as I closed my eyes and settled in to a wonderful bath as her tongue began to snake up and down my shaft. She was damn good at giving head. It didn’t take long before I was about to shoot my load into her mouth. Just as I was about to come she stopped sucking and just slowly worked her hand over it instead. I really needed to come. I started to get a little frustrated because it seemed like she was teasing me. My need for release was urgent. As I looked down at her she looked up and, just as the song started again, she lowered her mouth onto my cock. WTF! Does this song have some sort of control over her libido or something?
Halfway through came the chorus. Candy stood up over me and held my cock between her legs. As the singer sang, “All I want to do is make love to you...” Candy lowered herself onto the tip of my cock, allowing it to slice between her velvety lips. It was soon swallowed in its entirety by her tight wet pussy. Damn was she fine! She rode me in rhythm to the music and cupped her breasts, raising them to my mouth as a lightly began to nibble on her nipples. Apparently they are very sensitive because as soon my lips touched her she was coming again. As her tight pussy convulsed and spasmed on my cock I could take it no longer and I shot my long awaited load deep inside her. As I did she grabbed my head and forced her tongue into my mouth, tongue fucking me as she gallantly rode my cock. As slowly descended the height of our orgasms she pulled her tongue from my mouth and bit down hard on my lower lip.
“There, you’re mine now!” she panted and wrapped her arms around for me to hold her. I extended my tongue and tasted the tiny bit of blood that escaped my love-bitten lip. We were pretty spent by this time. It was one amazing fuck. She
was one amazing fuck!
After several minutes we finally untangled ourselves. She got off of me and knelt down and took my limp and slimy cock into her mouth.
“Hmmmmmm,” was all she said. More and more I was beginning to love the way she communicated. I lay down on the carpet in front of the fire and raised her body above mine. Her mouth never left my cock as I lowered her wet snatch down onto my mouth. We enjoyed each other in a prolonged 69 position. Even when cum-filled, she tasted great. In hindsight, maybe the whipped cream had something to do with that. Soon she was riding my face hard to another orgasm and her cum was flowing down into my throat. I could tell her legs were very strong as she pinned my head to the floor and just ground herself onto me until my face was raw. It was sore because of her aggressive movements and her exceptionally coarse and bristly pubic hair. The friction scratched my face up pretty good. I figured that was something I would remedy in the morning.
After her nice long come, I picked her up and carried her to the master bedroom’s California king sized bed. To my amusement, as I laid her on her back and slid my cock into her very tight pussy, I realized that the bedroom had the same music playing through its speakers. Soon I had bottomed out inside her cunt and began a very slow trek in and out of her warm and wet wonderland. I stopped my outbound thrust just as the tip of my cock was about to be pulled from her lovely hot canal and then slowly pushed it back inside again. The motion was driving both of us nuts and we were at the brink of ecstasy. As she began to loudly moan and tell me that she was about to come, my cock began begging for release. “Do you want me to pull out hon? I’m not wearing a condom…
“No, no, no, fill me up Mark. I want your cum inside of me. Fill my pussy with your hot juice!”
She was a great lover. The only thing that was a little bit disappointing was that throughout the evening she never wanted me to come anywhere but inside her cunny. Though she gave great head, I never once came in her mouth. Though I pounded her tight ass good and hard, my load of cum was not deposited there either. She only wanted me seed to be shot up inside her cunt. After she had several comes and I had filled her pussy three times, we laid there in each other's arms, talking, and petting and stroking our tired bodies. It was very cool, even though the song, which I actually like quite a bit, was playing again for what seemed like the millionth time in the background.
“This is my favorite part,” she said. “The lines coming up right here...” Then it happened one day, We came round the same way You can imagine his surprise When he saw his own eyes I said "please, please understand I'm in love with another man And what he couldn't give me Was the one little thing that you can All I wanna do is make love to you One night of love was all we knew All I wanna do is make love to you Say you will, you want me too
“I so want a baby Mark, but I’m fairly certain that Steve is shooting blanks. He is too embarrassed to get it checked out. You do know that you and Steve look quite similar don’t you? You have the same color of eyes and hair and are built pretty much the same.” Then she laughed as she whispered in a very naughty voice, “Except you have a much bigger cock!” We laughed together as we continued to cuddle.
“That is why I chose you!”
“Because I have a much bigger cock?” I interjected.
“No silly man, because of your similarities. That way, if my plan works, you will knock me up. I can finally have the baby I’ve been wanting for over a decade now. I’m ovulating this weekend and so I am ripe for this fuckfest with you. You get what you want - my tight pussy - and hopefully I get what I want too. But, unlike the song, it won’t be for one night. It’ll be for the whole weekend...and another weekend if need be.”
We spent the next two days exploring each others' bodies in every way imaginable. In the morning, after I was awakened by the feel of her hot, pouty lips surrounding and sucking on my cock, I positioned her ass in front of me as I stood beside the bed. I banged her pussy good and hard doggy style. That is one of my favorite positions and, with the help of her favorite toy that was humming on her clit, she screamed and moaned like a woman possessed. I loved the way she sounded when she came.
After breakfast we showered together, something I find very erotic. As I washed her body by hand I finger fucked her to another body-wrenching come. She was all smiles as we walked from the shower. “Hey, would you mind doing me a favor?” I asked.
“I’ll do anything for you! I haven’t come that hard in years. What do you want me to do?”
I reached under her arms and lifted her naked body onto the counter top. “I’d like to shave you hon. Does that sound okay?”
As her smile overtook her face she simply placed her hands on her hips and spread here sexy legs wide.
I took that as a ‘yes’ and removed the scissors from the vanity drawer methodically chopped away at her dark locks. Next I took her razor and, after rubbing some cream in her hair, carefully shaved her. She was now hairless except for a triangular patch I left above her pink pussy lips. I got real close and inspected my handiwork. She looked delicious.
“It looks good and feels smooth,” I said, intentionally breathing hard onto her skin as I ran my fingers over the barren flesh. I saw a trickle of moisture form at the pinnacle where her clit meets her lips. “Perhaps I should check it a little more thoroughly,” I said before licking her from ass to cleft. She simply moaned. I think she liked it. I did wonder how she’ll explain this to Steve.
The only thing I didn’t experience during those three wonderful days was coming inside her other orifices. But that was alright by me. She had the tightest, most pleasurable pussy I have ever known.
I left her house early Monday morning and headed for work. It was an incredible experience, just being with Candy and playing with her for nearly 60 hours. I fucked her again that morning just before walking out her front door.
“Well I hope you did the job Mark. I must say you were more than up for the task. You got me off countless times this weekend and you must have dumped a gallon of cum inside me. Thank you! You are a wonderful and generous lover. I’ll know soon enough if it worked. If it did, well, great news I’m pregnant! If it didn’t, it’s just great news again. I’ll get another weekend of great fucking with you next month!”
As those words from her lovely mouth pierced my ears, I was in a bit of a quandary. As I walked to my truck and got in I wondered if and when I should inform my new lover that I had a vasectomy.
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