Lunch Time Tryst
Don Abdul 2005
Jennifer and Doug had met at the annual regional convention of the marketing corporation for which they both worked.
It was obvious right from the first day that each found the other sexually attractive though from a distance. On the third day of the week-long convention, after enduring two days of encrypted smiles and discrete winks, it became obvious that they had to get together, and explore possibilities.
In spite of all this, Doug is quite flustered when she caught up with him at the elevator at lunch break, and suggested that they go out to lunch somewhere outside the convention centre. He quickly recovers and asks her, so where exactly do you have in mind? She laughs, as she evidently had no clue, neither did he, as they are both strangers to this city.
She quickly steals a glance at her watch, seeing that they have no time to go anywhere else. She leans quite close to him and whispers in his ears. His sexy blue eyes bulge out, as if they were going to fall out of his head as the audacity of her suggestion hit him.
As the elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors open, she quickly hit the button for her floor and the doors close again for the ride up to the 12th floor where her room is located.
Upon entering the beautifully appointed room, she quickly orders sandwiches and drinks, room service, while he sits in a reading chair with his back to the desk. Food ordered, she turns to him and kneels before him, turning up her face to meet his lips. They kiss each other with great passionate lust. The urgency of their wanton desire so obvious in the way they groped and fondled each other. His hands are down her shirt, and massaging her voluptuous breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples against the flat of his palm serves to fuel his lust even more.
Her hand is buried in his open pants, and rubbing his turgid member, feeling it grow even bigger by the second. She brings it out and begins to suck on it, mmmm, how I love to feel a live cock growing even harder in my mouth she thinks to herself.
Soon they are on their feet, kissing, nibble and tugging at each other in a seemingly well-orchestrated sensual dance.
He has his hands on her firm ass and he rubs it down to her thighs and then lifts her leg up placing her left foot on the edge of the chair. Her pleated skirt opens at a convenient angle and he slips his roving hands under it...caressing her silken thigh, steadily moving higher until he finds soft hair of her pubic oasis. He probes beneath it to feel the wetness of her sex.
Touching her there makes her moan deeply and meld herself closer into his form, his rigid cock still in her hand oozing precum. His balls are just visible outside his undone zipper. She feels the heat of his manly breath against her neck as he kissed her earlobes.
He is spreading her passion swollen pussy lips and teasing her pussy, and all this is getting her really hot and breathlessly close to the brink. He slips his forefinger deeper into her hot cunt and starts to finger fuck her pussy. She just let the moment seize her completely, as she thrusts her pussy at his hand, humping it, and moaning really loudly.
Damn he is good, her mind say just as she whispers in his ear...please fuck me right now, please.
He does not wait for another invitation as he gently turns her around, gesturing for her to still keep a foot on the edge of the chair. He shifts her thong to one side thus exposing her sopping wet pussy.
Out of habit, Doug spits in his right hand and rubs it all over the head of his throbbing white cock, and then gently plunges it right past her slippery pussy lips. He feeds her his thick and long meat pole, inch by thick veiny inch until he is buried deep inside of her pussy. Then he holds it right there as her pussy begins to twitch and ripple about his girth. Cries of passion escape her sexy lips, as he pulls back and start to rhythmically fuck her.
He drives his dick in and out of her wetness slowly at first then he begins to pick up speed, going faster, and deeper with each succeeding stroke...
Oh yesssss! Fuck me baby. Faster please! Oh yeahhhhhhh! She cries just loud enough for him to make out her words....as she throws back her ass at him, trying to capture more of his rigid cock.
He feels his control begin to slip away when he feels her pussy muscles begining to alternately clench and unclench about his dick, massaging and kneading his shaft as he fucks her faster.,....and harder.... He begins to groan ... oh baby you are so good! Mmmmm...
As her orgasm nears, she begins to rub her clitoris even faster....flicking it with her wet fingers, even as he piles his piston of a cock into her pussy faster...setting her on fire.
The squishy sound of their sex, combines with their moans, groans and love cries to make a beautiful music that neither can hear as the fire of their lusty consumes them both at once...she being the first to succumb to a powerful earth moving orgasm that shakes her world to its very roots. Her whole body begins to convulse and her pussy walls start to spasm wildly as her pussy gushes, drowning his dick in her cum.
The wild spasms of her pussy, and the ecstatic scream of her release, trigger his own soul wracking explosion, forcing him to involuntarily drive his cock deeper into her body where he shoots his stream of hot creamy cum, flooding her cunt until there's no room anymore. A mixture of their cum runs down the inner side of her thighs as they stand very still holding on to each other in an attempt at mutual reinforcement. Their combined strength keeping them from toppling over from post coital light-headedness.
Each of them lost in their own private thought of how they need to do this again. Just then, there comes a knock on the door, and the words "Room Service" jerk them out of their reverie. Just a moment she shouts back, as she winks at her lover, who has a giveaway silly smile of total sexual satisfaction still glued on his face.
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