When Michael finally lifted her ass on the desk, Lisa lay immediately back. She watched his dressing gown fall to the floor. Naked, with his cock pointing at her sex, he stepped between Lisa’s spread and raised legs. Her hands moved down and with her eyes on him, her fingers spread the lips of her pussy invitingly open.
Lisa may have expected that he would ram his cock into her spread-open cunt but Michael, for long seconds, only looked at the pink-glistening lushness of Lisa’s pussy. Then, gripping his cock, he began to slide it up and down the hot slippery crevasse offered to him between Lisa’s shaking fingers.
Looking down at her lust-filled but now blushing face he asked, “Does my looking at your hot-lovely pussy embarrass you?” Guiding his cock’s tip first to her cunt’s opening for a few only teasing intrusions and then to her clit for a prolonged press and rub. Lisa gasped, “Don’t look, Michael. Please fuck me!” but he continued:
“I would never just blindly fuck you. I want you to show and give me your beautiful pussy and cunt. And your gorgeous tits and shapely ass. Don’t you want more from sex than getting humped in an eyes-closed, shameful fuck?”
Lisa listened but found no words of replay. In looking down at Lisa’ cock-stroked pussy, Michael saw that its play and Lisa’s pressing fingers had raised her clit into an attention-demanding prominence.
He could not resist. Sitting down on the chair, Michael brought his tongue onto the sensitive pearl that had already escaped its sheltering sleeve. In the following minutes, as his tongue and teeth took tantalising possession of Lisa’s clit, her moans and cries, her stuttered demands for more and more of his mouth’ sweet torture, gave him the answer to what kind of sex Lisa hungered for.
When he felt the first jitters of a climax in her pussy and thighs, he stood up. Gathering her legs and pushing them back almost to her shoulders, he pressed slowly the full length of his rod into Lisa’s extremely tight but hot-slippery cunt. Crying out in lust and pain, she wanted to hold him in but his second thrust made her gasp a hoarse “Yes! Yes!” Hovering already on the brink, the third and the fourth thrust deep into her cunt, pushed her screaming into the torrent of an orgasm that left her body arching and twisting on the desk.
Michael withdrew and sat back on the chair. Lisa’s tight-hot cunt and wild surrender had pushed him close to a too-early coming. Lisa’s shacking and twisting legs – still in glamorous stockings and high heels –were still on his shoulders. He had held on to them in sitting down.
Before his eyes now was the unexpected sight of Lisa’s hand clawing her glistening, just fucked pussy. She knew that he watched as first two, then three of the fingers wormed through the juice-seeping opening to dive deep into her cunt. It triggered a final spasm which jerked up and shook Lisa’s ass in a final burst of coming.
Eventually, Lisa pulled her legs from Michael’s shoulders. She sat up on the desk’s edge and when Michael held out his arms, Lisa swung her leg over his lap and reached down to guide Michael’s stiff, unrelieved cock into her still-wanting cunt.
But Michael grabbed her wrist and said:
“If we fuck now – after you made me watch your naughty fingers – I will come too soon. Getting older, I don’t recover that quickly. I want to take you to bed now. You are not even undressed and we have not had a proper foreplay. Or have you come for just one, plain, quick fuck after all these long years?”
“I did not know what to expect. But listening to Rita, I hoped for more.”
Lisa had reached down to rub his upright rod against her pubes and belly. After pressing her opening lips against his for a hungry, confessing all kiss, she whispered:
“God, I want this cock to fuck me again and again. I know now that I will be getting from you what no man has ever given me — lust-filled, guilt-free sexual pleasure. And I want to give you what I have never given to any man before, all, with never a NO. Let us get into bed!”
She got off his lap. Michael watched as she walked with measured steps to the bed. He was struck by the breathtaking sexuality of her long, dark stockinged legs, further accentuated by Lisa’s high heels. And these marvellous legs flowed into a beautifully contoured ass that swayed naked under the loose silk of her blouse. Before the bed, she stopped and waited.
For Michael, Lisa’s approach to their bed was as sexually stirring as Rita’s striptease had been the night before. Stepping up to her, he slipped his hands under her blouse and cupped her boobs. They were a beautiful handful and their nipples quickly stirred against the palms of his hands. He murmured in Lisa’s ear his joking complaint:
“You were so quick in shedding your skirt to give me your hot-lovely pussy. You did not unbutton your blouse for me. Will you do so now? You want me to see and make love to your beautiful tits, don’t you, Lisa? You love showing them off as much as flashing your pussy, don’t you?”
With the last button undone, and her blouse falling open, Lisa swallowed her laughter:
“Are you complaining that I gave you my pussy first? You asked and I did because my wicked cunt was itching for your cock. So, my titties had to wait a bit longer for their touch. They had done so for a long time. At eighteen, the thought that you might brought my fingers to my pussy. You, making love to my naughty tits now, still excites me the same.”
She slipped out of her blouse and let it fall to the floor. Putting one knee on the bed, Lisa lifted her arms over her head and stretched out her tits, “Do you like them? Are they as sexy as Rita’s? Come on Michael; make love to them. Drive me crazy.” Then she let herself sink back on the bed and stretched out her arms for Michael to join her.
They joined for a long, at first, gently probing kiss while his fingertips traced over her right breast. It quickly had an electrifying effect. Every time his fingernails passed over its nipple, it grew and hardened. Eventually, Lisa, lusting for more pressed her aroused boob into Michael’s firm, no longer teasing, grasp. And when his fingers twirled and pulled her now stiffly aroused nipple, Lisa’s tongue madly entwined his.
Michael took it as a signal to shift his mouth down on Lisa’s neglected, now arching up tit to suck and bite its nipple into a peaky display. Lisa’s hands pressed him down, urging his mouth to suck and bite harder. And then she pulled his ravaging mouth to her other breast. His now free hand stroked down her side, over her hips to come at momentary rest on her thigh.
Lisa, moaned, “Yes Michael, yes!” and pulled his head back to the other breast. Her legs twisted and Michael’s hand closed over her pussy and his fingertips slid into its slippery slit. Lisa cried out, “Yes, Michael! Eat me! Touch me!”