I'd met Katie while she was hitchhiking close to my home. I'd offered her a lift and taken her back to my place, where she'd told me very little about herself, other than she was on the road and had a daughter someplace. She'd decided she needed to clean up, jumping in my pool and inviting me to join her.
We lay on the side of the pool in the evening sun, Katie was naked, just having cum on my tongue and fingers, and I was still wearing my shorts.
As we lay there, Katie traced her fingers along the bulge in my shorts, looking wistfully at me asking, "What do we have here, it looks like you need some help with those shorts."
Smiling at her, I nodded, letting her hands explore the belt as she straddled me. Biting her lip, she undid the belt and then the buttons, pulling my shorts down as she shuffled. My hard cock popped out, waggling free of constraints in the air.
Naked, she simply lay down on me, skin-to-skin, my hard cock bobbing between her legs, lightly patting her butt cheeks. She was a wistful soul, needing contact on her terms.
Feeling my cock bobbing about, she reached back, wrapping her fingers around the head and tugging lightly. "Now, now, now, what do I have here to play with?" as she smiled at me.
"He looks delicious, but these paving stones are gonna kill my knees. Can I see the inside of your house?"
Getting up, her hand around my hard-cut cock, lightly stroking it, she led me to my house. Not quite believing how my day had turned out, I enjoyed being led.
Once inside, she looked around, comfortable in her nudity and enjoying the space and light. Mouthing the word "Wow" she turned and saw me standing there naked, watching her, cock bobbing at half-mast. She smiled at me, walking past me to the living room area.
Sitting down, she spread her legs without any kind of self-consciousness, her large bush on display. She saw me looking, spreading wider, and nodded. "Let's deal with that later, but right now come here!" as she beckoned me towards her with a long middle finger.
Who was I to argue with a beautiful woman who knew what she wanted?
I took two steps towards her, meeting her outstretched hand. Her fingers, long like a piano player, wrapped around my bobbing shaft, pulling me to the final half step. Licking her lips, she looked me in the eyes as she stroked my cock.
Having been fingers and tongue deep inside Katie, my cock was throbbing hard and a thick glob of pre-cum oozed from the eye. Katie knew exactly what she was doing to me, and she was loving every moment of the control she had over me.
With another lick of her lips, she used her thumb tip to rub the pre-cum over my sensitive cock head making it jerk. With a deliberateness of her movements, Katie lowered her head, sticking her tongue out as she wrapped it around the head and then shaft, seemingly pulling me into her mouth and throat as she sucked on my throbbing penis.
I groaned, loudly, filling the cavernous room. I could feel her smile around my cock, as she put her hand on my bare bum and pulled me towards her. I felt like I was deep in her throat and being sucked deeper.
I steadied myself with a hand on her shoulder. Looking down, I saw her eyes look up at me twinkling with pleasure. Her left hand moved to cradle my big ball sack and hold me in position, as she almost dared me not to follow her other hand which snaked down between her legs.
As she continued to use her exquisite tongue on my cock while she sucked me and cradled my balls, she was rubbing her wet slit. Fighting the urge to regain control, I watched and enjoyed. I could feel my throbbing phallus grow inside her.
Breathing harder, I rocked my hips, inadvertently jabbing the back of her throat. Katie coughed, then accommodated, almost nodding and encouraging me.
I moved my hand to rub her earlobe with my fingertips, telling her, "If you don't stop, I am gonna blow a hot, sticky load in your throat."
That elicited a smile and a deeper suck. Her fingers, cupping my balls, tightened making me groan. "Fuck it,” I thought, “she knows what she wants."
Loving the moment, balls tight from such little attention, my cock throbbing in this beautiful stranger's throat, I moved my hips, pushing harder into her.
Katie almost purred onto my cock, the reverberations moving around my shaft and down to my balls. Her eyes were talking to me, as her hands cupped my balls and her other hand worked her wet pussy.
Breathing harder and deeper, I was almost panting. With a hand in her hair, I forced my eyes open to watch Katie sucking my cock as she fingered herself. Her beautiful breasts with hard nipples were swaying with our motions.
She must have felt me swell and stutter slightly, because she eased off, pulling back slightly. With a smile, she started a slow, deep throat of my hard cock. It felt harder and bigger than I'd known in years. It was amazing.
Her head moving up and down the shaft, I felt her tighten her grip on my balls. With expert precision, she sped up until her head was a flurry of movement up and down.
Panting with desire and need, trying to tell her through gritted teeth I was about to cum, she hummed on my cock, telling me she knew.
With a hand full of hair, she pulled me deep into her throat. Groaning loudly, roaring with need, I started to cum. Fucking hard.
I flooded her mouth with copious jets of cum. I felt like a teenager again; there was so much of it.
Katie swallowed and sucked and lapped and took it all as my pulsating cock, slippery from her mouth and my cum slipped out of her mouth. Globs of white sticky cum splattered onto her pretty face and perfect boobs.
I finally stopped cumming, collapsing on the couch as I looked at her. Katie was smiling, her right hand still between her legs, the other rubbing my cum into her boobs.
As she looked at me, she brought her right hand and wet fingers up to her mouth. I could see how wet they were.
Holding my eyes again, she licked her wetness from her fingers with a loud "mmm. I taste as good as you do."
Looking at the couch, she smiled as she stood up. "Sorry about the stain, but I needed to feel as I sucked your beautiful cock."
We both slumped there, regaining our breath and letting strength return to our spent bodies.
I was the first to recover, getting up with my cock waggling, I walked to the kitchen, getting us a couple of beers. Sitting next to her, we were both covered in a film of sweat.
I handed Katie a beer, smiling as I looked at her. "Nice to meet you."
We both fell about with the giggles, collapsing into each other with the ludicrousness of the toast and situation.