“Oh come on, Becky, don’t be naive. You’re an attractive woman – you’re definitely the object of many men’s fantasies.” She remained silent so I pushed on, “You really are very good at sucking cock; do you do it often?”
“Please, Tom, stop it.”
“Come on, Becky. You must suck Andy a lot to have got so good at it.”
“No. I don’t know. Maybe twice a month,” she eventually replied.
“Wow. Did you give head to many men before Andy?” I was getting off on having this conversation with her. My cock started to stir again.
“Oh, not that many. Maybe five or six.”
“I’m impressed. Just imagine how good you’d be if you practised a bit more!” I joked.
“Tom!” she chided. By now I had a full erection.
“Becky.”
“Yes?”
“I think we’ve got that same problem again.” She looked at me with puzzlement before glancing down and seeing the familiar bulge in my pants.
“Oh, no. Please, Tom. Not again.” I was pulling off the dual carriageway already. She continued to complain until I had parked on a quiet industrial estate. I unclipped my seatbelt and started to pull my cock out again. A streetlight provided faint illumination around the cabin of the car.
“Becky, you know what to do. Remember all of this started with your hand on my crotch,” I exaggerated. “Just one blowjob and I’ll be completely satisfied and we can forget about it. Well?” I waved my erect penis at her.
She sighed before unbuttoning her blouse, opening her bra and revealing her boobs again. She reached across with her right hand to start masturbating me again. She licked her lips before stating, “This is the last time, Tom.”
“Of course,” I answered, looking her straight in the eye. Obviously satisfied with my response, she nodded before she bent her head down and licked all around my knob including up and down the shaft.
“Oh Becky, that’s so so good.” She seemed to making a real effort maybe spurred on by my teasing or maybe just to make me come quickly so she could get it over and done with. She kissed and tongued my cock for another couple of minutes before she started to slowly bob her head up and down me. Her cheeks hollowed and she made loud slurping sounds as she sucked me harder than I’d ever been sucked before.
By this time, I was swearing freely and telling her I loved her while I played roughly with her boobs, pinching and tweaking her erect nipples. She moaned in response around her mouthful of cock before impressively accelerating her head-bobbing. Delightfully, she kept glancing up allowing me to look into her saucy blue eyes while I desperately tried to stop myself coming.
It didn’t take long for her passionate sucking to have its desired effect. I grabbed hold of her head with both hands and thrust my hips upwards as I my first, huge spurt hit the back of her throat. I continued to buck my hips as she synchronised the up-and-down movement of her mouth in time to my emissions. This time I could feel her swallowing immediately.
After the last of my come had disappeared down her throat, we both sat back, our chests heaving while we tried to catch our breath.
“Oh shit, Becky. That was fucking fantastic,” I was eventually moved to say as she adjusted her clothes.
She smiled, “I’m glad you enjoyed it!” She picked up her handbag, pulled down the mirror and began to adjust her make-up. I passed over some breath-mints.
“I guess we’d better get home, Becky,” I said as we pulled away.
We were home within half an hour. I did feel a little guilty as I affectionately greeted my wife but, when you get down to it, I don’t think many men would have said no to a blowjob or two from someone as hot as Becky.
Becky hadn’t met Belinda before but made a good impression and I think it was only because I watching her closely that I noticed her acting in a slightly subdued manner. The three of us had a pleasant meal together before Becky begged tiredness and retired to the guest bedroom on the first floor.
Not long afterwards, Belinda and I turned in, making our way up to our bedroom on the top floor, a loft conversion. We chatted briefly about plans for the weekend before turning out the lights for a well-deserved sleep.
I woke up at around three, stiff as a rod. I couldn’t remember what I’d been dreaming about but I was impressed that I’d managed my fourth erection in less than 24 hours. I idly played with my cock, making sure I didn’t wake Belinda, knowing that I should really stop otherwise I’d never get back to sleep. I briefly considered trying to wake her to see if she was up for a quick sleepy shag but then I thought about those pretty blue eyes, those firm shapely tits and that hot sucking mouth sleeping just below me. I honestly tried to go back to sleep for maybe two or three minutes but then I thought, “sod it,” and I slowly got up.
I crept out the room and downstairs, not really worried about Belinda who slept heavily, but not wanting to disturb my gorgeous if occasionally slightly inconvenient children. I managed to get downstairs without making any noise before carefully opening Becky’s door.
The slight creak didn’t awaken her so, having closed the door, I tiptoed to her bed and looked down at the indistinct form swaddled under the duvet. I slowly slid under the bedding and paused, my heart thundering and my breathing ridiculously loud in my ears.
After having caught by breath, I slowly turned towards her and found that she was facing away from me. I shuffled across and slid my arm around her to grab hold of her right tit while I pushed my erection against her tight bottom.
I gently started to play with her nipple through her nightdress which was basically a long t-shirt down to her thighs. Her nipple popped up after a few seconds but she was till fast asleep judging by her breathing. I decided to take it a little further and slowly lifted up her t-shirt at the back and started to stroke her bottom which was smooth and firm. She wasn’t wearing any knickers or shorts. Always impatient, I moved my arm back around to her front and slid a finger between thighs until I was rewarded with the feel of her pussy lips which I started to stroke, gradually opening them up to my caress.
Without thinking I pulled my pyjama shorts down and began to slide my hard dick back and forth between her arse cheeks, thinking that if I continued for much longer I would come just from doing that. Meanwhile my finger obviously had had some impact as her lips were fairly moist now as I worked my way up to her clit.
It was at this point she started to wake up. “Andy?” she queried sleepily before she followed up with, “Oh, Andy. Mmmm.”
I started really working on her clit, making tiny circles on it with my finger, pressing down hard.